Thursday, September 16, 2004

5 Years @ work.

Today not in the best of the moods, so I'm afraid again this post might turn out to a depressing one, hmmmm..don't know exactly what is putting me down, but bit of many things are pulling me down. I want to get over this spell as soon as possible and I'll come out of it. Yes, I'll.

16th September is a special day for me, and will remain so through out my life.

I started my career on this day in 1999. I got my first break after 2 months of passing out from University, I won't say I had difficult time, may be I didn't realize that those were the hard times :-) , but it was a great relief to get a job after some heart-breaking rejections (to be frank, I still carry that hurt n feel the pain) (unlike everything, there's reason behind that).

Date:: 16th-September-1999, time:: 9:30am, Venue :: My first company, my first job, Connaught Place, New Delhi.
{{Though, been through a lot, at all the places I worked but my first job and collegues there will always hold special place my heart, I can say I've made friends for life there and thats enough reason to feel good about everything.
Memories of first job are endless, and as usual..difficult to put into words.
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Resigned on:: 27th Feb 2003.

First job is more-or-less like a first-love , it remains with you, u like it or not.

5 years........time for introspection!!!!!

Result:.........will write after introspection.

Sunday, September 12, 2004

Week in nutshell

1) Neeraj is back.
2) Wasted first two days.
3) Had lunch out on 3 days.
4) Purchased VCD of Yuva, yet to see the complete movie.
5) ......................
6) Had a major fight with a STUPID HR person at work.
7) Had an argument with the boss.
8) Resumed playing.
9) Delivered first WO.
10) Didn't ate anything on saturday.

Life is all about fragrances I guess, isn’t it??

shhhkssssssssss...I'm smelling like an agarbathi....
It is damn difficult to change ur deo...after using a particular brand for full 7 years, it’s virtually impossible to find out the right fragrance.

Life is all about fragrances I guess, isn’t it??
Smell of flowers, of freshly painted doors, of nail polish (yes nail polish), hair, smell of a baby(less than 3 yrs old), smell of books, smell of currency, of food (allu-paranthas/biryani/kebabs) :-)

Its all about fragrance, yes its all about fragrances or smells shall I say.

One's smell speaks volumes about the person, smell at their
workstation/ smell of their car smell of their cell phones, smell of their bags.
Choice of their aftershave, deo, hair-conditioner etc etc tell the untold story. Yes, its all about smells..stimulating ones....exhilarating ones....replusive ones.
(my boss’s cabin smells like a pan-shop minus background radio playing some “dhin-chak” song.)

At times it casts a magical spell..sometimes shoots right in the HEAD, killing instantly.
At times unconsciously we end up spending more time than necessary with some one and at times we feel like throwing them out of the window coz of their hell-like-smell, we feel like putting all the available tapes in world, on their mouths.

At times, it makes us assume a lot about someone, and at times all assumptions evaporate after knowing their smell.

hmm smells reminds us of people/places/events...bloody whiff of air has all the power to takes us back to some known or unknown times, willingly or unwillingly.

I read somewhere that its scientifically proved that our body odor reflects our thoughts, brain triggers certain reactions and forms the sweat, or like depends on how brain to reacts to situations/and people.

But why the hell I made the mistake of purchasing this agarbatthi-smell-like deo, or my nostrils gave up after trying sooo many deos and
coaxed me to buy this one.

I’m still smelling like an agarbathi!

Wednesday, September 01, 2004

Death of a weekend.

Hmm....or "Death of another weekend"..or "Death of an extended weekend" would have made appropriate title :-)
Weekend was the last nail in the coffin of the already boring week I had.
Though all three days at home people surrounded me but I felt fiercely lonely.
Since it was soooo boring I don't want to re-live all that again.


(Best part was visit of my one year and 3 months old twin nephews, they are IDENTICAL twins, not an iota of difference and I simply could not make out who is Abhi and who is Manyu, they cry at same time, they shout at same time and fell sick at same time, sleep at same time.)

Thursday, August 26, 2004

Songs that touched something deep inside me.

Well, initially I started to list down my favorite top-ten sad songs, but thats pretty tough to pick out just ten that too in any order...so just noted down as I recall them in random order.....

1) Tere bina zindagi se koi.....


2) Badi sooni sooni hai.


3) Koi humdam na raha...koi sahara na rahaa...


4) Din dhal jayee hai...raat na jaaye.


5) Kahi door jab din dhal jaye.


6) Koi hota jisko apna


7) Kya se kya ho gaye...bewaafaaa....


8) Manzilien apni jagah hai ..raastey apni jagahh...


9) Mera jeewan ..kora kagaaz kora hi reh gayaa....


10) Dil aisaa kisi ne mera toda....


11) Kabhi khud pe kabhi haalat pe...


12) Dost dost na raha


13) Sagaar kinaree

Wednesday, August 25, 2004

Lafz

Lafzz kagaaz par baith tey hi nahi....
udd tey phir tey hai titliyon ki tarah!

Things that make.....

Things that make your day
When someone who’s 500 kms away calls in the middle of the day and says "huuhh".

Things that make a difference
Knowing that there’s someone who’s 500 kms cares.

Things that make you smile
When someone who’s 500 kms away calls in the middle of the day and says "huuhh".

Things that make you sad
When someone who’s 500 kms away doesn't calls.

Things that make you sleepy
When someone who’s 500 kms away ...oops....,
People who love to hear their own voice.

Friday, August 20, 2004

Two lines.

Yaad aane waale kyu...bhool jaatey hai
Bhool jaane waale kyu...yaad aatey hai.