Finding some free time, is a must.

Okay.. Even with this huge amount of work
- daily onsite meetings, trying hard to understand what they are speaking about, then humming some a yes(most frequently) or a no(rarely)
- updates with team mates, my immediate boss(small boss), onsite head(better boss) , and how could I forget – apna local SPM(the actual boss, who, I usually forget – exists, and can have extreme impact on my grades/other benefits etc),
- colleagues, waiting impatiently for the daily coffee breaks, which have become compulsorily two per day,
- chatting, with my best friend/ sometimes friends, and sometimes a good long call ;-)
- a good long lunch break, n the exciting discussion on the menu when there is a food fest announced by the canteen committee :D and a further analysis on how it all looked and tasted,
- later in the afternoon, feeling drowsy, yet trying hard to understand what task I’ve got to do :
- n then re-discussing the already discussed stuff :) n trying to prepare some document :)
I’ve started ‘chit chatting’ with a neighbouring friend. This afternoon, post lunch, it went out of bounds – we were trying out ‘talking tom’, an application in her iphone. It recognizes your voice and repeats all that you say. And I was having a weirdly funny conversation. But it was fun! I had a wonderful time. And after some time, one colleague, sitting 2 cubicles away pings me asking, "What are you doing?".
I said, "Just having some fun"
"You are not supposed to do this. You are disturbing our Proj group"
"Well, sorry for that"
So, looks like, I’ve got lots of free time, isn’t it?

look at him

If you are NOT IN INFY, u gotta be in some neat n clean place ABROAD. Well, that’s the trend these days, I see. I say this because, their albums in picasa or elsewhere, unless it is a friend’s or relative’s wedding, contain pics taken at some nice, neat n clean location. I can only relate this to INFOSYS, because of the long hours I have to spend here. I see lush green lawns, beautifully architecture buildings, n people, sometimes lots, sometimes few, but nothing new! Well well well, there is one new person I happen to come across in lifts, at the coffee pantry - a lil often in the last few days. :) he’s smart, handsome, n his height is also appropriate ;-) and.. he roams alone! :) But he’s got a ring on his ring finger, right hand. Well, does that mean he’s already hooked up?

Just fun

I’m checking the date on my cell – It is 29th Aug 2010. Not very particular about dates u see, unless on leave or need to fill some timesheets in office. Anyways, it’s Sunday evening 7pm. Wow! I’m so happy that tomorrow is a working day. I see fun at workplace you see, because these days I actually don’t have much work. Also, I can chat with my best friends on communicator :) Yeppie! Feeling so nice after 48 long and worse hours of my life. No cooking gas cylinder for a week, has made my life so dull over here. I’ve been trying so much to get one, but in vain :( daily I need to think where to eat, n wt to eat. Also, I don’t have the company of a foodie, else I wud hav enjoyed even more. I wish I’d been home this weekend or at-least mom dad should’ve been here, staying always with me :’( Anyways, 10 more days n I’ll be home :) :) :) The countdown begins..

Guess wt, I jus found Rs.10 fallen on the footpath. The tea I had with tht money was far more refreshing than the usual ones ;-) Well, this is far lesser when compared to the Rs.500 which I’d found some 7-8 months back. Then, I din kno wt to do with tht bit big amt. So, about 7-8 of us friends had had a yummy dinner and the remaining I used somehow.. Most of them had suggested to drop it into the donation box, but I din find tht box anywhere at tht time :) Anyways, wts the point in doing tht.. I feel, one must give from one’s own pocket and feel the pinch (even a slight pinch wud do ;-) then it’d make some good sense.. right? Right! :)

Hmm.. so wt else.. nothing much now.. jus waiting for these 10 days to go by.. n I’ll be home :) :) :) One-way, Good tht this place is far from home, mom dad sis had a nice long holiday here, I enjoyed every bit of it. How we had had wonderful times roaming around the city, taking one place at a time, but one day they had to go by themselves, without me :’( and how they had waited outside when I had come home late :’( how me n my roomie were not bothered about the daily cooking, how much I had talked in tht short lil span of time, my mouth had almost pained, and their ears too hehee :) :) Even now, I jus need to say come and dad will be here the next morning, I know. Papa always makes me proud yar :) I love him :) :) :)

At the office

I’m in office; Supposed to be working. Servers are running damn slowly, making me also sleepy. Client website (having the same icons, which I have to open a million times because of our super slow connectivity links), times-of-india (for some out of office refreshment), igoogle page done with errors(to see weather reports, and to play hangman), and some random links are open in internet explorer. Office Communicator is open, with three conversation windows. These were started as soon as I had logged in. The server is still slow. But it’s running. Even m running into sleep mode.. hmm.. gudnite.. .. .. *PING* I’ve been assigned another task. *WAKE UP*, *WAKE UP*.. have some water.. the bottle’s empty, need to fill it now.. hush! :)

I don’t want to work as usual. So, first I come in late, act as if working, (work a bit to avoid feeling guilty), have coffee, tea, snacks, play, n rest, chat with friends, curse the servers, n those who play lazy, those who get the benefits of our hard work! **#&%$^#^#^%%^** huh! Forget them!
It is a Sunday! Enjoy! :)

I don wanna fade away

home again!!! :) yup, m back home.. away from my co, away from my current workplace, away from that beautiful yet not-very-appealing dreamworld.
Yes, when I joined my campus-placed-company, it literally looked like I was picked up from home and thrown into a dreamworld. Everything in the campus looked so neat n tidy, with beautifully architected buildings, lush green lawns, a poky-dome-shaped-multiplex, quite luxurious hostel rooms, hmmmm :) it was just WOW!
Mom was the happiest, and I was indeed very glad that she saw this.. The Beautiful Infosys Campus @ Mysore.. because of me ;) ;) ;) lol.

Then they allocated me a pc, scheduled all my days for 4 hectic months which they call "training", loaded me with springs of god-knows-what modules, do-or-die tests, and heaped compre(s).. (I barely managed to keep the nights, and my Sundays/Holidays to myself)..

In the process, I forgot myself, rather found a new self, missed my gang of friends, made some new, met weird people, acted weird at times, observed their reactions, talked so much less, and Lots on the phone (hehe, they call me "infy BPO"), Lost touch with most things I used to be busy with, Lost my interests, adapted some others. Attended my Best Friend's Wedding, and missed another!
Life looks different now, hopefully I don't differ from myself.

Oh ya, m learning to take leave, and it's so much fun! You go running home, all excited, while your colleagues drag themselves to the workplace, hehe.. ;)

Shopped heavily this week, and there's still to shop for quiet a few..
Have to save now, for there could arise a need, totally new!!

An sms from my friend says, "Wassup? Enjoying lots, right?"
I'm replying, "M just relaxing at home right now.. Catching up with one of the things I love.. writing :)"

Curry leaves

All my classmates gathered for a class photo @ the lib entrance. Then, our valedictory_function()-cum-official_farewell began… It began..with an invocation song. The hostesses uttered some not-so-famous quotes appropriate for the closing ceremony of the dept association. Our staff coordinator listed out the activities of least interest carried out during the year. Princi spoke for more than 20 mins. He loves to speak. That even makes the function long enough to be noticed. The already known winners received their (kind-off) delayed certificates. A few clapped and got bored. Few others clapped just to have the fun of hearing the clapping sound. Few “prejudiced” awards were given to selected outgoing students. Literally, everyone was bugged up. Sitting like dummies, without the power to raise a voice (neither in protest nor praise…) but I was busy. Busy wondering whether what I had prepared to speak as feedback would be appropriate. Should I or should I not say what I wanted to say?

I wanted to speak. I wanted and this was a moment long awaited – 2yrs! And so I went up the stage n spoke, just because of those few good people whom we appreciate in the dept. I was shivering (a bit) wondering how it’d be. And it was fun! Absolute fun and I can happily say, it was the best part of the function that day! Big shouts for those who deserved, as I took their names, and chilled silence for those who didn’t. We all were happy. Some grateful. Everyone appreciated and I was satisfied. And..for that one day, princi knew me :P

It was like a different refreshing flavour..like the one produced by adding curry leaves to the garnish! :) lovely!

Excerpts from mobile dairy:

21st May 2009 (evening):
With an incomplete project in one hand and clothing for 3 days in another, we students are being taken- for a proj competition. lol... looks like d dept is making up for all its tortures in d past semesters by taking us for a compulsory picnic :)

We’r on our way to Hassan. After all d hotch-potch at home, of attempting to study for ia n not attending it, instead being taken on this trip, n hurriedly completing some parts of the project while learning a lot of new things so quickly, n now d cool ride.. feels gr8!
Things are turning out to be exactly opposite.. had thought it’d be very hot, but it rained all night..n d lone driver had a tough time. Its 24 hrs since he woke up, n 13 hrs since he started driving. Journeys like these keep me awake these days.. though I dozed off a few times with d sound of d heavy downpour last night. And since 6am d scenes outside have been eye cooling. We even took a wrong route with a lake on one side n a railway track on another, n came back, but it was d most beautiful route till now. Most wrong routes are often d most beautiful n adventurous ones, n I love them :) They’ll come for a very short time but leave behind memories for a lifetime. Later today will be reg n resting day. Will update later :) chao! Gudde!

22nd May 2009 (night):
Had a tiring day…along with d enjoyment of being with classmates.. Its fun to stay together like this…like, in a hostel…for a short time! Learn co-ordination… jus for those 2 days…while d thought might remain for abt a week :P Doing daily daily chores together scares off laziness coz otherwise u are sure of not getting a bathroom…in time, now warm water, or, not even plain water for that matter. Oops, need to wake up early tomo for this.. but m planning to be at leasure. For a change, hanji is seeming calm. It’s midnight n everyone is sleeping. They even seemed to be sleeping during d journey! M still here(awake), though I was awake in the bus too. But now I can see 2 mobiles, n even d words m typing are looking double! Guess I need rest :) good night.

23rd May 2009 (night):
I wanna go home!

24th May 2009: (nothing written in mobile diary.. I was jus happy, I’d be going home.. hehehe. And sir took us for a 1 hr tour to halebidu :) this was good, compulsory picnic from d dept :)

Terrace - 2.

It was a cool breezy evening. He was practicing helicopter rides and stuff. She stayed in the same area where he and his fellow fauji trainees were getting trained. He asked her to come up on the terrace. She guessed he’d be in that copter, flying above. She ran upstairs. The copter took 2 rounds. No signs of any human traces, no hand-wave, nothing. She knew they took turns while flying. After some time, when she was a lil bored and let-down, but still waiting on the top, she saw something flying out of the copter. It was a cloth. He held out a flag kind-off thing with “***, I love you a lot” written on it. She was thrilled, shy, scared, over-joyed. She had mixed feelings. And the flag flew with the copter all round that city area. Children screamed on top of their voices, hoping they’d be heard by the flyer. And others just watched with wonder. Wow! :)

Terrace

The sun is set. The night has dawned. The breeze is getting cooler. The plants are thirsty. She waters them, they smile. They move with the breeze and say, thank you. Lights appear in houses – doors, windows and cracked walls shine bright, and rays come out into the open spaces. The road echoes heavy sounds of vehicles – small ‘n big – all of them want to make noise, a sound which all of us are used to, now! A few vehicles turn home – to rest n find some peace, while she strolls to and fro from the water tank to the planted pots. It is all wet now, with water, cooling the atmosphere even more. It’s lovely!

A few white clouds move in the sky, blurring her sight to the twinkling stars, but the moon hasn’t come yet. She wants to talk to him… She wants to tell him everything – all that happened during the day – incidents, thoughts and feelings. She wants to send messages to her bestest friend, but the messenger, the moon, is not there, not yet!

When he comes, he shines brightly, but not alone; his friends, the stars are all there, with him. They all make the sky look beautiful. She wishes he (her bestest friend) was here. Then, they’d both sit together n may be talk, may be say nothing, just enjoy the company of each other. And in the moon-lit night, they’d look into each other’s eyes and speak volumes, not found in any book of any library.

Then, he’d say to her, you are so beautiful.. and Ah! That’s it. Her ears would shut, at that very moment – shut to every other sound from the surrounding, only to hear him. She’d find him beautiful too and so be there totally with all senses awakened. And all these would have just one input source - he, her bestest friend.
Time would cease while beautiful moments would be made. They’d know nothing but the presence of each other and it’d be the best feeling ever. That’d make life worth living and dying for!

ek pal ke liye hi sahi, ghadiya hamko mili makhmali pyar ki, iss ek pal ko jee le zara..
phir kya ho kya khabar, dekha hain kisne kal, aa raat rok le, phir ho na jaaye sehar

My Best Friend’s Wedding – 1.

It was time for the wedding bells to ring for the first girl in our group of super seven. Wow! We were excited, but I tell you.. when I seriously thought about it, I was scared. She met him, they became friends, and profited reliance communications for quiet a few months:) They kept visiting each other’s places everytime they could, not letting any opportunity go by. Then their marriage date was fixed and my dear friend kept herself busy throughout the day, everyday, with lots of shopping and other prep for her D-day (And of-course with reliance)

Now our gang had got a chance to get together again.. n none wanted to miss out this chance. All of us waited excitedly. Nivi madam had started planning well, 3 months in advance and I would say to her.. its still December Nivi.. long time to go.. n we are not the ones getting married to our respective hubbies :P (had to extend the sentence ‘coz dostana has affected people’s minds A LOT)

Finally the day came, four of us were to travel together with the bride’s cousins n relatives, n catch up with another friend at the destination. One of our gang members couldn’t come ‘coz of work n we.. hell, missed her soo much:) The travel was good, we caught the last seat in the bus n made a hell lot of noise. Got some good n mocking expressions too.. ‘coz when we sang, we entertained the kids in the bus, but later.. one uncle plugged his ears with ear-phones. God! That was so rude:) still we had a good laugh, n that was good. Oh yes.. how could I forget.. The best song was sung by shrado.. she was singing ye dil, deewana (from yes boss) in such a draggy way that Nivi had to shake her head vigorously to get shrado back to the actual tempo of the beats. Lol, this act was too good, simply unforgettable.

It suddenly started to drizzle n then came the rain for just a few minutes. I got my hands wet through the window:) n before we noticed two of them started dreaming.. n we, the other two (bekaar people), wanted to get them back mentally, with us! So we started teasing them.. n while they enjoyed it, we too had fun.. n then something happened, Nivi got angry on us:( guess we laughed instead of just smiling.. Sorry yaar Nivi.. Bhulado, bhulado wo batein purani jo dil ko satati rahi.. (now I don’t even know if this song is appropriate, but am singing it for you, ok?..ok.)

If it wasn’t for these my friends, there was one thing I would never forget in my entire lifetime (only while attending functions), and that was.. forgotting my sandals at home. I was wearing shoes while traveling n Prags was imagining me wearing shoes (with socks of-course) on the saree/chudi/whatever-a-girl-can-wear-for-a-marraige-other-than-jeans:D All I could do was.. stare at my shoes n wonder why they looked the way they looked. Well, I have no comments here, just a big ThankQ for the borrowed sandals, hehe.. but size matters you see.. n I can proudly say WE FIT PRETTY WELL INTO EACH OTHER’S SHOES :D

Then, we finally reached the destination n enjoyed a very comfortable stay at the hotel. The bride looked simply beautiful, like a doll, in all functions, even while missing on most of her sleep continuously for those 2 days. I was remembering scenes from mythological tele-serials.. ‘coz she looked like one of those actresses.. n we just kept looking at her constantly. Devi-ji was stunning, excited, n was enjoying every moment. I haven’t, n will never see a bride like this. Bhari!!!

Then the next day, we stayed back while all others left to their homes. We did some ultimate shopping with juhi n made a new friend.. sada. :) Now we can travel often to Pune;)  Every moment in the hot sunny day, the music n drousy people in the mall.. were nice.. n our eating plans flopped, we got full too soon, couldn’t eat even one khulcha easily!!

After shopping we had a nice dinner at shrad’s uncle’s house, n left Pune to Belgaum.. it was a horrifying bus.. lol.. Many scary things happened.. Broken glass window next to me, the urge to talk all time, shhhh from one ajja-ajji, shifting seats, touching someone who was sleeping on the last seat.. by mistake, sleepy people looking like dead bodies, n then.. one stupid fellow from behind looking at us or the open window next to me.. n my expressions as I was narrating his movements to Prags.. Ah! This was something different, I was really scared, for the first time.. that’s why we din sleep all night.. kept talking.. n indeed it was a wonderful chat:)

All said and done about our Pune trip, We’r waiting for the next marriage now.. ;) isn’t it girls?