A Typical Week Day !!!
Here's my Itinerary of a typical week day....
5:00am-Awake but still not out of my bed....
6:00am- Awake, still on bed.... weighing upon the pros n cons of not going to office....generally speaking, the angel within me always beats out the devil and i turn out doing what 90% of the population would be doing in such a situation....getting ready for a day at work... and then i dont mind it much .... after all... i m being paid for it...
6:30am-Awake and out of the bed....
6:35am-Gazing outside the window n working upon my meteorological skills....
6:40am-Deciding upon what to wear to office....now frankly speaking i m not a typical girl who would spent long hours pondering over such issues.... its just that.... firstly, the uniform system enforced by the management of my college has mostly deprived me of the effective and quick decision making skill.... in such matters....and then secondly, it is generally difficult to figure out a properly ironed one in my wardobe....
7:15am- 7:30am- Getting ready, arranging my bed and my stuff,thinking what would be served for breakfast( after being posted to hyderabad i mostly eat just to live)....

7:35am- Putting on my Id tag....

7:40am- Having my breakfast....a habit which generally doesn't prevails these days.....

7:45am- Hurrying up the lane to catch the earliest bus to office....

7:50am - 8:10am- Waiting for the bus( well this includes a number of other sub tasks... majorly enjoying the panoramic morning events....watching kids going to school....n feeling nostalgic about your own school days.... i wish time could race back at times.... )

8:20am - 8:40am- Reaching office.... only to discover that u r amongst the first few to reach the building....

8:40am - 9:00am - Surfing internet.... mostly mails n blogs....(need to complete this before 9am....i dont have a net access during official working hours)....

9:00am - 10:30 am - Surfing intranet, reading blogs, attending sessions( on almost every domain and technology ur PM thinks u should be aware of .... or in certain cases even need to gain command over.... to become a productive resource to your company),chatting with friends on communicator.... in short enjoying my bench period....

10:30 - 11:00 am - Coffee break.... they say a lot can happen over a coffee....well i dont think this works well with my notion.... u practically carry on a similiar conversation about any n everything under the sun.... just with a slight change in the venue( cubicle-> pantry) and a hot brew placed in front....

11:00- 12:00 pm - Chit Chating with friends either in cubicle or over the messenger....

12:00 - 2:00 pm - Lunch Break ( i dont think i need to say more on this...hehehe....)

2:00 - 5:30 pm - Visit to the Book Store in the campus... or Cafe Coffee Day....( fortunely my company provides with all the amenities u could think of to enjoy your free time provided u are not into a project..) if there are no sessions.... pending to be attended or any e- learning module....to be completed within the stipulated deadlines....( n u thought only project deliverables had deadlines)....

5:30 pm - Time to go back... Interestingly i hate doing this most of the times...

105 Days

The Company training at Mysore offered much more then just classroom sessions and assignments.... I had a chance to spend 105 days in the amazing campus.... and each day spent there just kept on adding to the volumous amount of memories.... these are just a few wonderful things(in no specific order) to name..... which i would miss about Mysore Campus ....I might keep updating the list....

01. The Campus itself.... it is truely majestic and just so perfect.... If u havent seen it... i think u r missing something....

02. The raised narrow pavements on which we were supposed to walk(Violation of which could lot of times lead to whistles)....

03. The lustre greenary of the Campus....

04. Climbing up the stairs of GEC....

05. My BIG Classroom and my wonderful classmates....

06. The Clappings at breaking of Coffee Cups and post attendence through the tool....

07. My PC...with the GBS of music in....

08. The Network Messenger without which it would have been soooo difficult passing time during boring lectures....

09. The hilarious messages on IP Messenger(the utlimate saviour after GOD)....

10. The short coffee breaks....

11. Gazibo!!! round the clock food and drink and Coffee....

12. The wonderful ambiance of the hostel room.... the comfortable Bed and the extra fluffy pillow (the mere thought of which could inculcate sleep) and other classic facilties in the room....

13. Spending late nights in the classrooms before exams....

14. Being annoyed with the CS yells....

15. The long strolls to the hostel at midnight....

16. Watching Lovebirds steal away...few hours from their busy schedule n spend it sitting on the pavements....

16. Sitting on pavements at midnight and chating with a friend for hours when the subject was suppose to last only few minutes....

17. Having Meals at FC1 and avoiding Meals at FC3....

18. Trips to Dhabba for dinners....

19. The great discussions we had over dinners....

20. Juices n Shakes at FC1....

21. The automatic sensor taps....

22. Shopping at Loyal World....

23. Buying Books from Book Strand....

24. Trips to City on certain evenings....

25. Monthly visits to Doctor for no great reasons....

26. Waiting for Friends n Making them wait near Loyal World, Mutliplex, EEC, Food Courts....

27. Commenting on People playing basketball and other sports....

28. Lazing around on the grass next to the ECC....

29. Watching People climbing the ROCK....

30. Running like kids to skip Recycle water....

31. Enjoying movies for 50 bucks at Mutliplex on weekends....

32. Complaining about the work loads, Assignments, Coffee Machines, Long Queues ... ...

33. n Finally My FRIENDS without whom the above experiences wont have been worth mentioning....

The Rudimentary Difference...
I received a forwarded mail few days back which explains the differences in an apt fashion through a series of situations...

When a BOY......
When a BOY is quiet
He has nothing to say....

When a BOY looks at u with eyes full of questions,
He is really confused....

When a BOY answers "I M FINE" after a few seconds,
He is actually fine....

When a BOY stares at you,
He is either amazed or angry....

When a BOY lays in your lap,
he is wishing for you to be his forever....

When a BOY calls you everyday,
He is spending a lot of time to get your attention....

When A BOY sms's you everyday,
He is forwarding them....

When a BOY says "I LOVE YOU",
It's not the first time....

When a BOY says that he can't live without you,
He has made up his mind that you are his for at least a week.

When a GIRL.....

When a GIRL is quiet,
Millions of thoughts are running in her mind....

When a GIRL looks at you with eyes full of questions,
She is wondering how long will you be around....

When a GIRL answers " I M FINE" after a few seconds,
She is not at all fine....

When a GIRL stares at you,
She is wondering why are you lying....

When a GIRL lays on your chest,
She is wishing for you to be her's forever....

When a GIRL calls you everyday,
She is seeking for your attention....

When a GIRL sms's you everyday,
She wants you to reply at least once....

When a GIRL says, " I LOVE YOU",
She means it....

When a GIRL says, " I MISS YOU",
No one in this world can miss you more than her....

Phase Shift or Mind shift -"Quarter-Life Crisis."
The content of the blog is from a forwarded mail blended with my own...

• It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you don't know but at the same time you are scared to explore it because of the fear of complex....
• You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now....
• You start realizing that people are selfish and that maybe, those friends that you thought were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones....
• What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean, or insincere but that they are as confused as you in this phase....
• You look at your job...and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing in future, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you....
• Your opinions have gotten stronger.You have finally become more judgemental not just about materials,issues, situations but also for the class called people... You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't....
• You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused most of times....
• Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward....
• You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lay in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better.....
• You love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person....
• You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a perfect decision if it does exists...
• You worry about loans, money, and the future and making a life for yourself...and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!!!!
• What you may not realize is that everyone reading this relates to it.... We are in our best of times and worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
  
  
  

Rendezvous with The memory
I used to wonder how would it feel meeting someone close to your heart after a long long span..... a decade perhaps....a remarkable scene(where Rahul meets Anjali after 8 years) in Kuch Kuch Hota Hai says it all.... its something which is quite difficult to express in words.... this is what i wrote in a mail after a similar incident....

Three consecutive failures in planning my trip....had not undermined my decision to visit bangalore on the weekend ....this time i had to.... because if i havent i would have missed so much.... much of what i dont think i would have been ever able to make up for.... actually my trip had become quite important because i was suppose to meet a childhood friend.... the realtionship dates back to 17 years.... we first met when we were in class 1st... and for no special matters we were not in much contact with each other for the past 9 years..... 9 years back when fate made us depart..... we made a point that we would be in contact under all circumstances.... but most of times its the circumstances which control the human behavior rather then we excersising our mighty control over them....i dont think i should be concerned about the past when the present seems to be so perfect ...

ever since i arrived i was trying to contact her but was unsuccessful....the credit goes to the training schedule at my company.... and when she finally did.... and wanted to meet me as soon as possible......... the best possiblity being the diwali weekend....or perhaps the next one.... again due to unavoidable circumstances at my end.... i was not able to it this time too.... finally she was so upset that she messaged me.... now on she had absolutely no hopes of meeting me in future....at my end i just helplessly gazed at the message.... of all the people i had never expected this from smirti.... yes thats her name.... n true to her name.... thats whats she means to me.... a memory which dates back to our childhood days....in an impluse i decided i would meet her the coming weekend itself.... against all the commitents..... i was scared n both excited at the same time while i was travelling from mysore to bangalore.....
two of my training friends and me took the bus from the campus itself.... at6am.... the reporting time for which is generally 5am( not only if u want to land up with a comfortable seat rather if u want to travel in the particular bus too).... i couldnt sleep in the bus.... even when i was awake the entire last night.... we reached bangalore at 9 am.... all we were searching for was a place to shop......... after all we had received our last month salary....our "FIRST" salary.... so we went to commercial street.... it was only 9:30 am .... had a quick breakfast at the only restuarant which was opened at that hour....after gnawing the dish(which was referred as Idli by the person serving us).....we came out(my watch read 10:00am) n then kicked off with a bit of shopping.... the best part being that i paid for everything through my new n the only debit card( my sincere gratitudes to my present employer).... the best because i was paying through the debit card which is till date was considered as a luxury by me..... it gave me a feeling of all grownup.... u know what i mean..... firstly paying in style as if i had a overflooding bank account.....when the truth was that, the account had only 10,000 n something......... n secondly that, its my first official income....finally we went to forum..... met her.... after 9years....she was still the same jolly.... polly,light hearted.... the girl who could make me 32 all out.... had lunch(MacVeggie, Fies and a Coke) in MacDonalds.... i had been to more then 25 MacDonalds outlets in the ncr during my graduation days but this one seems above all others.... shared few cherished moments.... went home with her....met her parents....it seemed nothing was touched with change in due course of time....n i pray it remains just the same.... the trend is carried forward in future too..... the clock seemed ticking away so fast when i wanted it to stay the same.... i was suppose to meet other two schoolmates of mine.... but to my sheer luck... one was struck up waiting for the bus.... n other with some work....finally so we returned to forum.....on her scooty..... i felt like a free bird....the same polluted air which i was so mal... few hours back seem to be full of fragrance.... fragrance of my childhood.... of innocence...i wanted to be a kid.....wanted to go to school.... wanted to solve the same stupid maths problems which gave me real nightmares.....learn more n enjoy much more....i wish travelingg back in time was possible.... any how now lets be back to reality.... we reached forum....at 5pm...my training friends wanted to stay for the night n leave for mysore the next day..... they asked me if i had a probs with the pan?? probs no ways.... i was waiting for such a opportunity..... met one the guys( one of the school friends)....but he left early.... then had a lengthly chat with her....about every possible topic under the sun.....i dont know weather it was the talks or the chocolates(which we were sharing) that were sweeter....called the other schoolmate....this time he was finally free n arrived at forum.....met him.... he had changed..... n turned to be busy too.... pata nahi ladke sach me itne busy hote hai ki bas bolte hai.... he left at 7:30 and then i met few of her friends( at their place) n then there i was at forum again....yes perhaps it was my fourth visit on the single day.... i liked the place because the place reminded me of my college trips to malls with my batch friends n hall effect.....one of the most popular hangouts with friends in ncr..... the same showrooms....the same crowd.... same MacDonalds.....n yes the same old window shopping..... there were times when we thought once we start earning we would buy this..... buy that.... but then it never happens this way.....

we went back home.... at 10:30pm.... i must really confess that i was scared to death..... i mean two girls.... 10:30pm.... all alone..... when none with slighest know how of any kind of martial arts.....when we reached home.... smiriti cooked up a nice story for arriving this late.... n after a break of.... i dont remember how many days, i didnt feel guilty about lying.... i slept like a baby that night.......... the morning session was fun too.....after all its rare.... when u get a chance to be a part of family.... which does not comprises of kins.... i returned back to mysore with memories of less then a day but an impact of more then a lifetime.....

Vision V/s Values

The HR Induction at my company encompassed of a number of sessions.... my personal favourite was the C-LIFE one... majoring because of the orator( HR Head of Mysore DC)

C-> Customer Delight
L -> Leadership by example
I -> Integrity
F -> Fairness in actions
E -> Pursuance of excellence

The session started with the famous tale of "Pontiac and Vanilla Ice-cream" by Sir( we in our Company are primarily recommended to address everyone by their first names.... but i think there is a certain class of people who just dont necessary command respect rather deserve it from people around them.... he has a voice which demands one's attention and at no point would let it go).... after the tale came the dictionary meanings of Values and Vision .... we were asked to give our views about the key words.....one of us stood up n said "Values are what we possess and Vision is what we try to achieve through it....".... At this point Arun Sir asked us to formally introduce ourselves before we expressed our views on the subjects following in the sessions... but with a pun which was .... "My Mom asked me not to talk to the strangers.... so if u want me to answer u kindly introduce urself".... then came the activity when we were asked to pen down one situation each when we had compromised n not .... with our values.....something which was not a difficult task .... then came the difficult part of the activity when this scribble was suppose to be made public.... some of us came up with situations where compromises were done on the grounds of practicality and professionalism.... the general view being " Compromises on Values is advisable only if its in public interest and not just limited to one's personal gains.... "

For me Vision and Values are like two sides of the same coin.... there is mutual coexistence between them.... there exists a dynamic equilibrium between the two forces... i would say Values are the Cause while Vision is its Effect.... u cannot have a good Vision without a proper set of Values.....

Amongst clouds

Time : 10:30 pm
Date : 8th Oct'06
Location: Indira Ghandhi International Airport, on board ** #### to Bangalore

Most people amongst us cherish a little dream life long.... "What if i could fly????" Maybe thats how Wright brothers came up with the idea of "Aeroplanes"..... Ever since aeroplanes have been invented and later commerialised.... they have helped in materialising this to a great extent.... But to certain group of paranoids like me the idea of being on land n traveling by road or rail seems better .... i m not scared of heights or speed.... but both when put together i cant handle it.... Something similar happened when i was suppose tp travel by air for the first time.... it seems we couldnt get the rail tickets at such short notice.... and all i could say was "God why me??? i never wanted to fly"....the only relief being that i wasnt asked to travel alone....i feel practically everybody who has flown remembers their first flight... but before must of us physically take that journey, we would have already imagined a lot of things about that flight... the outside view, the feeling when airborne, the food frequent travelers complain about, the pretty airhostess and in certain cases the air cashes and hijackes too.....

As this was my first fight experience papa gave me the general instructions starting with the total weight of luggage u r allowed to carry....the stuff u r not supposed to carry in fight these days.... thanks to the new set of security norms being put to practice after the Hearthrow Airport attacks..... my decision not to fly again was only getting more firm...

We reached the delhi domestic airport at 7:15 pm two n half hours early...done with the formalities within 15 minutes.... i entered the waiting lobby, searching for a scared soul like me....only to find it almost empty....i generally avoid crowdy places but today the senerity of the place was bothering me.... i started off with the book but had to abandon the idea soon....my mind was now meandering with thoughts as What if there is a terrorist on board, what if the plane gets hijacked.... what if it wing's catches fire due to lightening stroke...what if it crashes....my thoughts were interrupted when papa came along with his coffee and said "so....All set to go"....i wanted to confess about my fears of flying but all i did was to smile in affirmation....
Inside the plane.... i had the window seat .... the one from where u could the wings and motor....i closed my eyes and tired concentrating to feel some kind of an ESP( like the guy in the Final Destination I).......thoughts interrupted again with the regular guidelines for the passengers...

Ladies and Gentlemen, Namaskar and welcome to Jet Airways flight ** ###. Please pay attention to the instructions given….The seat belts can be fastened by pressing the buckle into the holder.The seat belts are needed to be fastened as long as the indicator above your head is red. As you can there are two emergency exits - one at the back and one behind me. In case of any emergency, oxygen masks will drop in from the panel above.Please help yourself first rather the person next to you....
Ladies and Gentlemen, this is u r Caption Speaking. The flight duration is 1 hour 40 minutes. Have a pleasant journey and thank you for flying with Jet Airways .....

i dont remember the last time when i had paid so much attention while receiving instructions.... with the seatbelt tired around me..... i read the pamplet to go through the instructions again and again.... the takeoff was getting delayed.... now when i was inside the plane... i wanted IT to start early n reach our destination early ..in order to distract myself i initiated a conversation with papa.... this time it was hard to disguise my fears....he tired to pacify me but all in vain.... finally the plane took off.... i crossed my fingers n glanced at my watch..... n thn the window..... only to be mesmerised by the view.... the black background embedded with tiny scintilating sparkles..... endless stream of lights like like a star stunned clear night, a galaxy view, no even better..... a sight describing which in words would only mar its effect....soon it was all gone.... all i could see now some scattered bits of clouds.... it was then that i realised i was still inside a plane with 90 minutes still to go....but with the rate the crew was tendering the services.... time seemed to be ticking away soon... soon i heard the pilot announcing the bangalore temperature.... n other details.....it was time to land....

If this is what people call a flying experience then "FLYING IS NOT ALL THAT BAD"

the last rain
Tap Tap…I thought its just drizzling............. i mean rains in the month of April in Delhi......
Tap Tap Tap Tap Thud Thud Thud Thud Its RAINING!!!!.....

I rushed back to the hostel room n then rushed straight to the balcony to remove the clothes that I had left to dry that morning..... Rains in mid of April seemed to a kind of unsual phenomena in Delhi.... I stood leaning at the balcony door, staring silently at the rains..... the lamp post in the dark.... the wonderful scent of earth had filled my nostrils by now....i wanted to get drenched the way i usually do .... but decided not to; finally moved back to my bed.... enjoying the comfort and tranquility of my second home( my hostel room).... A thought kept mendering in my mind....

Minu: What is wrong with u?? Its raining outside.....
Me: Soooo

Minu: What to u mean by Sooo..... Its RAINING outside n u are inside....
Me: I dont want to get wet.......

Minu: ??????
Me: i have a presentation day in the company, day after tommorow n i havent finished it yet and moreover i dont wanna fell ill n screw it up.....

Minu: Please..... common...... i know u can work later on it..........
Me: Nahi yaar that not the only reason..... Ruchi gets upset when i dont listen to her in concern to my health..... she warned me last time that she wont allow me in the room.......

Minu: Uff!!!! i know u can always come up with a nice excuse to get wet..... n u know what this would probably be urs LAST RAIN in College.......
Me: I know...... I know......... wait there is a call......

Minu: ............ ............ .............. .........
Me: Nisha called....... she says most of the batch people are outside...... enjoying the first showers.......

Minu:dekha......
Me: Nuasheen gave a miss too.......

Minu: means........ she is there......... now what do u have to say.........
Me: I dont think i have time to answer u..... i m going out.... i wonder how long its gonna rain more.......

Its was not just raining..... seemed like a heavy downpour.....felt like a divine force ..... and tasted like elixir.... Rains are something which wash off all thoughts and norms of being an adult n draws me back in my childhood days.... me n nau werent talking much ( reason fight.....typical me n nau.... just like out typical fights.....) but then we couldn't resist talking just like we couldnt resist the getting wet in rains...... there we were in the basketful court drenched to the extremes we could....jumping in the tiny water pools and splashing water over each other and around.... playing a bit of basketball with my batch friends ...... i had folded my trousers above my ankles to avoid the mud but it was of no good....sitting on the court.......i was thinking of my future...... the time when i would miss all of this fun filled moments of my college life....the college years are surely one's wonder years....... i lay on my back ..... looking above n thanking God of all this......gradually the rains subsided......it was time to get back to the real world....a part of my heart wanted to stay there "forever"

Me:thanks yaar
Minu: u r always welcome.........

Me: i m gonna miss all this once i go back home......
Minu: like the way u r missing him right now.....

Me: him?????
Minu: yes himmm....

Me: uff!!!u know he doesnt exists!!!!!
Minu: u never know........

Me: watever.....

Nausheen asked "come back madam.....what were u thinking about???" n all i could reply was "kuch nahi yaar kushi me mare pagal ho gayi hoon........ apne aap se baat kar rahi hoon"

Hum Hindustani
For me life has been a smooth way , path without much of the hurdles if not a bed of roses before i joined my college........ My college span can be called as my "learning days", a duration of three and a half years where i learnt and experienced more than at eighteen tears i had spent at home.........When at home i was never given any work which could be caterozied as "useful"(in context to future) by others..... i was never asked to deposit my school fees, no solo visits to post offices, banks or any other task which required handling so called important documents....... well if it was not for my papa i would have guessed the reason as my incompetancy in such matters.......

And here i was at Government Passport Office today in lieu of my passport........ i had heard a lot about Government Offices in India.......... And after being at one, none seem to be a myth...... pan spits on the walls which seem to be not whitewashed since the time they were first erected..... doors n rickety furnitures which seemed to be as old as our independence itself.......the solo ceiling fan...... the only which retold the fact apart from ur wrist watch..... that time is on a move even when the queue is not....... the long queues justify the fact about growing Indian population...... the finally the Government officials...... the clan which i suppose contributes to maximum humour in hindi literature...... the experience was something which gave me an insight of true India...........a nation where even after more then 50 golden years of Independence.......people have to wait in long queues to get most services rendered...... half of whom have an access and exposure to the latest in technologies( most of which would have been put in real practice by now according to latest government stats but which cannot be for atleast coming 5 years)......the other half who contribute generously to the development of the same......

They say for such situations " Either move forward n change it or stay where u r n accept it" n to most of us the second option seems to be the right one....... after all "Hum Hindustani hai".

Day Out
Although this post is rather late but then its better late then never. Total Quality Management project had been at constant source of headache for me quite a number of days until i was finally able to get a appointment with the TQH head NTPC's Dadri with the aid of dadu....

Never the less it was the early morning of 2nd feb , early because it was just 8:00 am of a typical hostel weekend when me and anku set out to Dadri which is a small township in the NCR about 40 kms from my college to obtain a exclusive interview.....

After borading off from a rickety bus which dropped us near a place called Maarousri we boarded a three wheeler called as " faat- faatti" in local dialect... . We finally reached our destination at about 11:00 am ....had lunch at a friend's place.......

the interview was good... far better then what i thought it could be.... it never came to my mind that a public Sector Organisation like NTPC could be so particular about the concept called Total Quality Management aka "TQM" ( after all that has been told to us in our lectures....... i kind of had a notion that such standards were generally forwarded by Japanese , enchanced by Americans, n followed by a bunch of Indian private firms and financial institutions).......

We were done with the final drafts n signature certification by 3:00 pm ..... with still ample of time left before which we could return back........ i ended up having a long chat session with Vishal........all of course with a big pack of kurkure....... with the approaching night came a strange discomfort n a weird thought.......... which i think would keep haunting me for days to come.........

The "World" is round
Today nau n me went to Sector 18. there is absolutely nothing strange about a noidaite going to sector 18 with friends, but this event was something special. Nausheen had recently bought a Digital camera or in better words "Digi Cam" but forgot to get a charger for the same. Never mind we decided to go n get one from the market. After much research work n feedback we set for sector 18 with my verdict " Agar Atta me nahi mila to delhi hi jana parega".
Alas our exhilaration of shopping became a nightmare when our exigency remained unfulfilled for hours of what we call a exhausting day out. we inquired at various places but no traces to be found.... Finally we made a call n after much pestering we became aware of the extact location.... .............

moral of the story- "the world is surely round if not the Sony World"