Enormously irritated

Disclaimer : This post is going to be full of random ranting. So before you go ahead, you have been warned.

Every single time I have a meeting with my manager, I feel like throwing my resignation on his face right there. I mean, despite of the fact that they have screwed the ratings of 80% of the people in the account, slashed our salaries by 10% citing the aforementioned excuse, they still have the face to ask us to work harder for things which we are actually not supposed to do under any compulsion.
I mean I did not have a problem, if they had cut my package on the pretext of recession. I understand this is a tough time, but they slashed my salary by reducing my appraisal ratings, despite of the fact that I, and for that matter my entire team had a good customer satisfaction rating and also held decent certifications. Yet they screwed the ratings for all of us.

Now we have a meeting to ask us to have some kinda idea generation which would give a cost benefit to either my employer or my client...and this is a part of our goal settings, which would result to further cut down our ratings if we fail to do the same. I mean, if each one of us is supposed to come up with such ideas, wouldn't we all have scientists in our organization.
And if I forgot to mention, we also have to do two certifications in a year...one domain and one technical and take a few trainings and also gave a few of the same.

And then on a lighter note, he asks...so what is your motivation to work at office other than your salary (of course, that not a motivation, rather it's something that demotivates me), to which there was an uncomfortable silence.
So he adds, I want you guys to take initiative in making team activities, outings and doing social activities. Take some time out and volunteer for such activities, go and teach at orphanages and handicapped children on weekends, tree planting outings and stuff. This is also a part of your goal settings and if not complied to will result to reducing your appraisal ratings.

Fucker...!!! I whispered to myself.

I don't mind being a volunteer for team activities or social service, but that should be something I want to do myself and not compelled to do so as to secure my appraisal ratings...

I mean...Argh!!! I donno what else to say...I am just too pissed off.

Dirty mind at work

Is it just me me to observe that on the sponsors of the popular show Rakhi ka Swayamvar are I-pill contraceptive pills, condomns and revital.

What's the connection dude...!!!????

Singlehood days coming again

Yeah...yours truly is again going back to her single hood days for a while, starting next week, while Db would be away for a good 3 months.

Well...this time I am more determined than ever to utilize this time in a way better way than just sleeping, brushing, bathing, eating, office and streaming movies. I have already enrolled for Salsa lessons and also am looking forward to swimming lessons. And not to mention update myself with Springs, Hibernate and Spring webservices and Struts(hopefully) and start appearing for interviews by the time Db is back...and in the process might lose a few kilos ;)
Now Howzzzat!!!

Now that my parents are here for a week, I really would need those extra kilos to be shed off which my Mom has fed into me...while all the while she scared the living daylights out of Db by feeding him all vegetables known to human race(Db hates each single one of them) on the pretext of good health. Db was scandalized the day they arrived with a bag carrying at least 10 kilos of green vegetables which they carried all the way from Rourkela while traveling by train for two days...only to be fed to their dear DAMAD who cant stand the sight of them.
And don't get me started on the Saas Bahu serials (courtesy Ekta Kapoor), the torture that she puts him through, as if my Balika Vadhu was not enough (that's one serial I watch)...
My sympathies with him.
Tch Tch!!!

Irony...

My previous employer has lost a dear project to my current employer and I am here receiving KT from my old folks for the same.

And I still see the same problems prevailing there...
- overworked,
- sling the mud onto others to keep your back safe.
- I-give-a-damn attitude.

Somethings never change.

Sigh!!!

Sometimes I hate to be a part of a middle class family.

When I was younger, I remember my Father asked me once…so how much money is enough for you. To which I had replied that, I want enough money so that whenever I wanna buy something for myself I don’t have to think twice.

And I am proud to say I have reached there today.

Also I always wanted that I depend on no one, which is again something I take pride in. But yeah…I never considered that if you are independent yourself, you will always find people who are dependent on you…which is now, my problem.

I find people dependent on me…so much so that at times I can’t get what I want for myself. When I sit to prioritize things I find them at more dire situations than I am.

But what hurts me more when some of them don’t understand the responsibility of the money, the efforts and sacrifices you put in on them.

Being from a middle class family, I know the value of money, and I feel bad each time I have to shell out a few tens of thousands for people, more so when they don’t feel half the responsibility of the same. I want to save some money for myself, my future, a house, some property…despite the fact that I(rather WE) work our as* off for the same, I don’t seem to go any where close towards it.

Well!!! I had started this blog so as to keep a log of my feelings at various times and circumstances of my life and in a way it makes me happy that not many people read my blog...hence the post.

To conclude…if you would have invested 10000 rupees in Infosys shares in 1993 it would be equal to 2 crores today...

To quote Db’s words

काश यह मेरे बाप को पता होता !!! *Sigh!!!*

The Jamalghota Experience

My friend today was asking me for something that I could recommend her for constipation.
Like a flash in the pan, I say JAMALGHOTA.
'You must have heard this name in some bollywood movie, I am sure it doesn't work'...she said.
'It does...I know'.

This is an incident that happened 5 years and 10 kilos ago.
Gone are those days when I didn't have to think twice before savoring a delicacy...but Ah the irony of life, I didn't have 1/50th of the kind of money that I can spare today.

Me and my roomie LP were starving for some good food. My mess owner, lets call him Budha(that's exactly what we called him then) was very fond of both of us (still we called him Budha). We just happened to mention to him that we were craving for some good food and neither did we have money to afford it nor a boyfriend who could sponsor the same.
Budha senti ho gaya...
He mentioned this wedding reception that he was to attend the same evening at the Hotel Marriot and offered us to join him if we wished. That was most certainly an offer that we couldn't refuse and we hoped onto his car when he was about to start.
To our luck, the food at the reception was great to be an understatement. We hogged the food as if we had come from some famine affected area and haven't seen food since a couple of weeks. Of course we had no idea what table manners meant then.

But the trouble in paradise came when the food which looked so great and tasted even greater landed us constipated for two days. Finally we went to the Budha for rescue. He gave us some medicine which looked like Cadbury Gems which we were told was JamalGhota. We had heard about it in various bollywood movies and how you are supposed to run into the bathroom as if you have fire in your a*s after having it.
Since we had only one bathroom attached to our room, we asked SM in the adjacent room to keep her bathroom available since one of us would be hitting it in another ten minutes. And then we waited with bated breath for what looked like ages but nothing happened. We cursed our luck, cursed the all the Jamlghota makers on earth and all bollywood scriptwriters who made us believe it would work and went to sleep late in the night.

I looked at the watch, it was five in the morning. I could feel something building in my stomach. What's wrong with me...okay..flashback...good food, hotel Marriot, the reception, constipation, Jamalghota...Gawd is working. I ran to the bathroom, its locked from inside...I start banging, its LP inside...'how long will you take'...'I donno' she says 'my brakes are failed'...Damn her!!!
I ran to SM's room. They are all sleeping. I bang her door with all my worth, no response...I bang harder, now I hear some grumbling sounds, the sounds of being disturbed from sleep at five in the morning...but then what are friends for. I know they are all awake but just waiting for each other to open the door. So, finally I threatened to help myself right there in front of their door if they don't oblige...now that worked and the door finally opened to my rescue.

So that's how I know.

So much for a vegetarian meal

I have this friend at office who is pure vegetarian, who doesn't eat paneer and mushrooms either. I wonder what a pain it must be.I am a pure non-vegetarian...I love to dabaofy chicken at the buffet meals. Good food makes me really happy, works great as a mood enhancer.

But I donno what got into me to agree to a vegetarian buffet with my friend last friday...that too at Sukh Sagar of all places.

I could see it coming within a few hours post lunch, but I chose to ignore it. Then came Db's friend whom we met for dinner. I didn't have a proper dinner there but whatever I did,again vegetarian, added royally to my misery.
If you haven't figured it yet, I am living in and out of the bathroom since last two days. So much so that I am on leave from office for the same reason. So much for a vegetarian buffet lunch, I have never had half the trouble with dabaofying double the amount of chicken.

But I am quite better today. I could have managed office if I wouldn't burden my stomach too much. But Db wouldn't lemme go...and history has it that whenever I had defied him and gone for office, I have been in trouble.
Db went on to convince me to take a leave which I wasn't ready for. He tried to convince me with his logics.
-You are not well,take rest.
- What if you get the nature's call on the way to office...sheesh!!!
- There is anyway no work at office for you.
Didn't work.
And he gave his final stroke...
They screwed your appraisal and reduced your salary, and you still wanna work even while you are not well.
TUM CONVINCE HO GAYI YA MEIN AUR BOLUN.

He didn't have to...I was more than convinced.

I am feeling better

As a victim of low self confidence that I am, sometimes I am a little worried that I am not half a good wife that Db deserves.

But at times, I come accross some people who make me feel better...aahaa...a lot better.

One of Db's friends, N, was in town this week, so we went to meet him for dinner.

During a Casual conversation...

Me - So you are here for business.
N - Yeah.
Me - How long is your stay in Bangalore?
N - 5-6 days. I normally do not go for long trips, this time is the longest I had to stay.
Me - So your wife is putting up alone in Delhi?
N - Yeah. It wasn't possible to get her along in such short notice.
Me - Oh...Never mind. I am sure she would be enjoying the break. When Db was off to London for a month,I throughly enjoyed my time, though the third week got boring.
N - Oh is it.

He streached his hands to fetch his mobile...and handed over to me. It had a SMS from his wife which said 'What have you been doing, you haven't even messaged me once since morning.'
I gave him a smile. He said there is more and showed me the next message which said 'I don't need this favour from you...don't bother to call'.
Awhhhhhh...I said.
And then he went on to add...on the top of all, when I try calling her now her cell is switched off. He rests his case to a speechless me.

So I am a happy person now...a nagging wife is the last thing I am...is Db listening!!!!

Pissed off today

My lead, who also happens to be a good friend of mine, is the reason for my dissatisfaction today.

We were a team of 6 earlier, which has been reduced to 3, thanks to the slow down.

The other guy in the team is a person with almost double my professional experience…but my lead trusts me instead to work on urgent deliveries. The reason being…the senior guy is great technically, but he is too slow. The task that I would complete in a weeks time, he would take almost 3 weeks for the same…as I like to quote it…USSE SAFAI KI BEEMARI HAI. As for me I finish the entire functionality first and then go around looking for missing method comments or code clean up. He is a perfectionist that way, so he takes a real long time. Many a times we were on the verge of missing deadlines unless I wouldn’t have bailed him out.

But what upsets me, is the fact that she chooses to take him along for other things.

For example, our manager wanted a few people from our team to conduct the trainings for freshers, she choose him. Later I approached her saying, I was interested and she gracefully obliged. I did it to secure my appraisal ratings.

But later there were many such opportunities where she conveniently ignored me.

Also today, they are interviewing a few people for our team and I am conveniently not invited to the interview panel. Initially I dismissed these things on the pretext that why should I bother doing extra work when neither they me any extra penny for the same nor am I going to benefit from it in terms of knowledge or appraisals. But it’s slowly getting on my nerves.

All I want at the moment is, try and get off the hook of this company. I am really through this…the stringent appraisal procedures, the unfriendly managers and the tacky facilities (not to mention the absolutely inedible food...don't get me started on that) given to us as employees. The only thing that holds me back is my project, it uses all the latest technologies, the clients are coolest that I have ever dealt with and the office timings are just perfect.

But…I donno…let’s see.

BACK FROM SASURAL

I am back from my SASURAL this morning...The experience wasn't half as bad I thought it would be. I was pretty much at ease and everyone treated me in a very loving and caring way. The biggest compliment I received was I seemed less like a BAHU and more like a daughter to everyone...it can't get better than this!!! The only issue was the weather which was horrible, I kept sweating like a pig, which took away most of the fun in the trip. If they say Kashmir is the heaven on Earth, then for sure Andhra is the hell on earth during summers. It was sooooo bloody hot, I feel the temperature rising even while thinking about it.

With my in laws, I get to taste the flavor of joint families, a concept very alien to me since we are a nuclear family back home. I like the way elders invite you home and treat you, I like the lighthearted relationship the DEVARS and BHABHIS share, I like the way cousins care for each other, pull each others legs, exchange gifts on occasions and hang out at places...and yeah gamble. You heard that right, we had a game of cards with some similar aged cousins, which was a proper gambling and lasted almost till the middle of the night. Db lost a good 120 rupees I gained almost fifly.

I visited a place called GUPTESHWAR with my family, one of the oldest Shiva temples, which was a great experience. An entire post coming up on that soon.

And yeah...not without worries.
Db's native is a small town, and his relatives not very competent with the fast growing generation. But a few kids including Db, have managed to break free from the circle and have been able to make it big in the bigger cities.
But as they say Knowledge comes, but wisdom lingers...
Not everyone has the the ability to sail smooth when they take this huge leap from a small town to the fast moving metros...I see so many young people going in wrong directions and getting into things which they cannot handle, in the pretext of being a part of the smarter generation in question. Not that this is the first time that I see them, I have come across a lot of such people and also closely witnessed their plight when the time of self realization comes for them. That's the reason why I have always called them the confused generation.

And the worst part is, you can't do a thing to bail them out. Somehow they dismiss you as a older generation who don't understand their lifestyle, they have developed a mid-your-own-business kinda attitude and to make things worse then don't realize that what they are getting into and they might not be able to handle the consequences.
So you are left with nothing but just wait and watch till they realize their mistakes. And the person in question here is actually someone who might have to pay a hefty price for what she's got into...

I wish she comes out of things in the best possible way and with minimum damage done.
Yeah I do care for her and wish I could help her...but for that matter I have never been able to help anybody who was ever in her shoes...
**sigh**

ABOUT PERSPECTIVES

Last night, while we were returning from Oasis, I was telling Db, that the people who work in the office space of the same building must be real lucky, they would have no issues with the food. If you don't like the food at office, hop on to Polynation. So unlike our office where the food is inedible and you don't have any choice than reconciling to what is served to you.

Wait for this one now:
Db begs to differ. He says, if the husband works in here, he would have to buy vegetables from Spar on his way back everyday, which is scary. But scariest of all is, if the wife works in here, she would go for shopping everyday at Lifestyle and Max...
Now the second one is a blunder...ain't it????

Talk about individual perspective...

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Two posts in a day, she must be really sitting Welle...
Yes...you are right...So wot!!!???

HOLIDAY MOOD

A week long holiday coming for us ahead...
I have almost stopped working at office since two days, since I have already got into the holiday mood.
We are traveling to Db's place tomorrow. Well...this is not exactly the kinda break that I was looking for since some time...but I am happy with anything that keeps me away from office for a while.

Hmph...a long and tiring journey coming ahead. Almost 40 hours of traveling, wish our parents could stay closer to make the traveling part simpler for us.
But in a way it works fine for us, the farther the parents are, the least they interfere with your life.
The thought of my Mom breathing on my neck all the time, to keep the house sparkling clean, cook lavish food...not to eat out, and save money like a penny pincher, scares the daylights outta me.
Similar for my in laws, being overdressed and, with mangalsutra, toe-rings and wot-not and doing elaborate pooja-path...Nahinnnnnnnnnnnn...not my cup of tea.

So, this is convenient, and worth the pain. So lemme just brace myself for the journey tomorrow.
Will update some pics after I am back, in the typical Hindu Pativrata Stree(which I am...ahem!!! at heart I mean) avtar.

YOU KNOW YOU HAVE PUT ON

…when you take awfully long time to get ready for office.

I have been telling this to Db for quite some time that I feel I have lost some weight.
He replies in negative each time (he needs a lesson or two on how to pataofy your wife).

But last night while I was speaking to my Mom on the web cam (it’s like a godsend thing for parents who stay such long distance away), she was all so thrilled when she saw me…okay, I exaggerated, she just said that I look a lot better and seem to have lost a good amount of weight…okay some weight.
Ah…Moms I tell you, no one understands you better than them. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear from somebody.

But looks like my Mom wasn’t all that correct after all, I took equally awful amount of time to get ready for office today morning, trying my entire wardrobe to find something which fits me…boo hoo hoo!!!

THE CONFUSED GENERATION

Yeah!!! Confused...that's wot I call this generation.

Otherwise how do I explain why my friend got his so-called ex-girlfriend married to his elder brother...
Or why another one of my friend's wife chooses to continue her affair with her ex-boyfriend even after she is married to a descent family and a nice guy...and somehow his one affects me more than the first one.

I really feel like hitting her hard across her face...to call her all kinda names, she being the reason for the misery of the family so close to me.
But she doesn't deserve that.
More so, since she is a victim herself...victim of her own confusion.
I don't know what is she thinking while doing this, cheating her husband, cheating her boyfriend, or herself.
And who is the other guy kidding, romancing a now married woman.
I feel sad for the husband though, being cheated by his wife...

Forget conscience, do people not think about their own future before doing these things...
What is she up do...does she think sailing on two boats will take her anywhere at all???

I donno how to react...
I was very pissed up with the girl when I got to know about it...but now, after pondering over it for a while, all I feel for her is sympathy.

The problem is here...
These girls come from villages, from downright conservative families, where even the girls wearing pants (literally) is a taboo. Being brought up with these families, these girls leave home at at a very young age for studies and later leave to work at one of the metros or Bangalore or Pune. In an effort to be a part of the much forward culture and crowd there, they transform into confused individuals, not able to choose between the values given by their families and the culture that they are currently a part of, and hence get stuck in the middle of the evolution cycle.
Alas....there is nothing we can do about it???

My friend's life has turned into a living hell with her, and I donno how to bail him out of this. I feel so helpless, due to the sensitivity of the matter and also due to the fact that the law favors the women blindly on such matters.

Well...got to think of something and faster too.

MOBILE TESTING 1 2 3...

Testing to see if I can blog from my HTC.
My client has blocked the very little freedom that we had
by banning the news sites, trading sites, and of all other things, the
blogger too...

Now this is what I call 3rd degree torture.
Nevertheless there is always a way out, and thanks to Db for this one...
I always knew you are my little survival kit.

SATYAM BREAKS EVEN

Finally Satyam stock shows up green for us.
Today the Satyam has hit the upper circuit second time in a row...gaining over 10 percent the second time.

This was our loss percentage with Satyam dated 18th May 2009...

This is the one today...

And if experts are to be believed, the share value of Satyam is expected to go up to 100 soon.

Update 11th June :
Satyam breaks the upper circuit yet again...

I TURN A YEAR OLDER TODAY

A very happy b'day to me.

Though it doesn't feel the same now...as it did a few years back. I would stay awake till midnight for people to wish me, and I would be so disappointed if the no. of calls are less to my expectations. And contrary to that, last night when my brother called up to wish me, I was already snoring to glory.
I guess they are signs of getting old... **sigh**

Frankly, I don't want to get any older. It seems just yesterday when I was 17, the best period of my life, seventeen to twenty years of my age. The time I spent with my friends at hostel. I wouldn't count it as my happiest time, but yes it was the greatest learning phase of my life, learning with fun...and the time I made the best and strongest friends of my life.

The time wont come back and now I feel awkward every time
the children in my building call me Aunty( I d0n't feel like one),
my Mom asks me if I have finished cooking the meals(that's something Aunties ask each other),
every time I keep the Savitri upwaas (something like karwachauth),
When ever my SIL calls me Bhabhi(I am the youngest in my family, and there was hardly anyone who would even call me Didi),

Ah!!! How I wish birthdays would come and go by, but won't add to my age.

THE MOBILE HUNT

So, finally Db boiled down to buy me an high end mobile for my b’day.
Saturday morning, he shows me these wide ranges of high end touch screen mobiles in a real affordable range. It’s a surprise to find touch screen mobiles starting from 9.5K. After reading various reviews, we decided to go for one of the two models, the LG cookie and the Samsung Star.

After visiting a few mobile show rooms we almost decided on the Samsung Star which is a relatively new model, and was selling off real fast. At many stores, the last piece was just getting sold at the counter as soon as we reached there. We almost hunted 5-6 stores with no luck. At last we found it at a mobile store in the Forum Mall in Koramangala.

Okay finally, we grabbed the mobile, but just before we were going to bill it, we found that these guys didn’t give any memory card with it. Db wasn’t sure, since he remembered that E-Zone quoted a much lesser price with a 2 GB memory card, just that they were out of stock. So, he left me at the store and went out to call up and confirm with the E-zone people. Noticing that we were having second thoughts, the sales man approached me and agreed to give me the memory card as well.

While I was just waiting for Db at the store, another sales man from the same store approached me:

SM: Maa’m are you looking for that specific model.

Me: Yeah, kind of.

SM: Please come with me, I could show you some nice models in Nokia.

Having nothing to lose, I joined him

He started showing the 7610 supernova and Nokia 5730. But these were not quite the ones I was looking for, I wanted touch screen ones.

Me: No thanks, I was just looking for touch screen phones, in a range of 15K.

SM: Maa'm, Samsung is no brand at all, I tell you, its a total waste of money. You could go for Nokia instead.

Db entered at the same moment.

SM: Maa'm the Samsung touch screen would not last even three months. Take my word, you would regret going for the Samsung mobile.

He started giving some technical faults in the touch screen of the Samsung star. I looked at Db like a lost puppy...

Db: You wanna think about it??? Chalo, let's grab some food, you could take that time to rethink your decision, if you are confused.(To the SM) We will come back...

At KFC, I was still in a state of shock.

Me: I felt like he wanted me to leave the store without buying anything. The guy belonged to the same store, so why did he shoo me off??? I am having second thoughts about the Samsung hand set now, while the Nokia phones he showed me don't fit neither my requirements nor budget. They obviously lost business because of that guy. Do you think they would be on their way printing his termination letter!!!

Db: (He couldn't stop smiling) Yeah sure, But I don't really believe a word of what he said. He looked like a chirkoot to me, for sure he was hoping you would go for the Nokia model after all the brainwashing he did to you...so that he might get his commission, which obviously did not happen. Now, if you don't want the Samsung model at all, we could get the HTC model for you. That should be easy to decide.

So we went to another store and grabbed the HTC Touch Viva.

It's a whole new experience, with the 3G, Edge, Touch Flo technology, Wi-Fi enabled with windows 6.1 along with other features. And the best part is, now I can check my mails at office on my mobile, since web mail and other good and useful sites are all blocked by my client.

So, as they say, everything happens for good, I really thank my stars to have met that sales man, and I just hope he doesn't get fired for this.

PROGRAMMING HUMOUR

I found this on somebody's blog

Always code as if the person who ends up maintaining your code will be a violent psychopath who knows where you live.

When I googled it, some say its written by John F. Woods while others say its written by Martin Golding.
Though it doesn't matter to me who wrote it, what I wonder is, what would that guy have gone through to have come up with this!!!

*ROFL*

BEING POLITE DOESN'T WORK

The reality bites, to say that it doesn't work to be polite here.
Everyone here is in a mad run to nowhere, ready to stomp over the next person, and its a big pain in the neck to get things done.

There's always a incident or a bad experience that acts as trigger point for every post. For this one, its my house maid.
Because of the fact that I have never been rude to her, considered all her excuses, she's been taking me for a ride. I am so thoroughly disgusted with the fact that people don't value others who treat them well, you always have to be rude to get things done.

Considering the fact that I am quite incapable of being rude due to my low confidence, to the point that I don't even make my point said and heard at times, I presume that I am quite incapable of going to the managerial positions in my career.
But I believe one of my biggest strengths is, I know my weaknesses and have the balls to accept them and work towards them. I am gonna take this opportunity to handle my house maid as my first task to managing people. If I can get her straight, then for sure, I will work well as a manager.

ONE MONDAY MORNING...

This Monday morning as I switch on my system, it has a new wall paper on my desktop which has a polar bear sleeping in a ice field, with a flag in hand, which says ' @myEmployer It's Cooler now'.
Just when the AC is switched off to cut costs, and I have a loads of things to complete, neither is it half as cool nor I can sleep like the bear. Forget sleeping, I find the chairs at my workplace so very uncomfortable to sit.
I donno who comes up with these outrageously (intentionally or unintentionally) sarcastic statements.

MA NEW LOOK...

Got real tired of the old template...I guess that's how Geminis are, can't hold to one thing for long...
So changed to something I found more interesting...

Its 2 am already...I almost worked all day on boiling down to one template, finally done now. Hope its looks good...

Gotta go to sleep now, have a long day tomorrow with the fasting...
Not that i am complaining, I got four new Kurtas and a new Tee for this fasting day, So you see, at the end of the day it isn't a bad deal at all!!!
Hope I lose at least a few grams with all the fasting tomorrow...that would be the bonus. :)

Good Night
*Yawn*

ON A SHOPPING SPREE

Me and my team mate, decided to have lunch out today.
As she suggested, we went to Subway to have good food with the minimum calories (that's what I would love to believe). But Commercial street is not the place where you can just go fill your tummy and come back, especially if you are a woman who is not blind, and if you are carrying a credit card, and more so if the money you spend on that card gets billed to your husband, and even more so if you have a good excuse to buy them...

Fortunately and unfortunately (for us and our husbands respectively), the first two conditions were applicable to my friend and I satisfied the other two as well. So, there was no stopping at all...

We had our lunch at Subway, and then suddenly my friend remembers she had to pick some shoe from this shop. We picked it up, but while coming back we crossed so many shops which hung nice kurtas. The shopaholic self got better of us and we ended up shopping some kurtas.
Finally we got an auto and headed back to office, but mid way I found I had left my access card in one of the trial rooms. We rushed back to the shop only to come across some nice Tees. The shopaholic self got better of us again and we ended up shopping some Tees as well.

I am amazed at my capability to spend almost two thousand in less than 20 minutes (my friend spent a few more thousands in the same time).
Db had gifted me a complimentary credit card last year, which I could use and he gets billed for my expenses (some people have all the luck...I know!!!). For some reason he believed that I am not a high maintenance wife...I guess its time for him to revise his decisions.

THE OFFICE LOOKS SO MUCH MORE LIVELY

Of course, one reasoning is I am myself quite lively today . The weather was nice, and I thoroughly enjoyed my ride to office...also after a really long time, I have no mails(=no work) at office. So I can already visualize a day ahead, with lots of blog reading, checking out movie reviews, stock market and wot not.

The other reason is, a good lot of trainees have joined our office recently, and most of them from the same batch whom I trained on hibernate.

One of them has joined my team. Her credentials hasn’t been set yet, so she can’t access the client network (it’s a lousy process here).

She is slim and pretty (just as I used to be when I joined as a trainee...sob sob), wears matching studs and shoes with her dress, for sure runs to the rest room every hour to comb her hair back to shape(her hair is always so organized), doesn't have a single extra hair on her hands or her eye brows.

I am amused every time...

She comes to my desk, smiles clumsily and asks me if she can leave for the day (anyway she can’t do anything for the project yet...so, go ahead darling!!!),

When ever she takes a day off...the next day she gives me a 5 min long explanation on how she had a stomach upset due to water contamination(I didn't even ask for it…its okay baby!!!),

Asks me a lot of outrageously silly questions about the application(its unfair to get irritated with her, the poor thing has got no experience at work).

I find these guys at the cafeteria most of the time. The girls are all carefully dressed, carrying expensive mobile phones. They start giggling at the drop of a hat, I feel as if they are giggling at me once in a while, may be because I am hardly half as carefully dressed and I have no idea what shoes or studs would go with my dress, neither I have time nor the inclination for the same (Okay...lame excuse...accepted!!!).

The guys all wear the oh-I-am-the-stud-here attitude on their face...since they haven't grown their tummies yet. They come with spotless and flat ironed shirts and nice fit trousers...try a bit too hard to keep a professional look while dealing with other people at office (while the others have already lost that expression).

But overall, I find the atmosphere at office quite lively now. The trainees are hovering around the office most of the time, since there is not much work coming these days and also I believe most of them wouldn't have been allotted a system yet...And well, who minds some Hariyali in office, to see some hot chicks and studs at their best. Do we????

*wink*

THE WAIT CONTINUES POST ELECTION RESULTS

Carrying forward from my previous post, the elections backfired me. Though I am happy to have a stable government at this point of time, despite of the fact that Congress doesn't happen to be my favorite...but certainly its better than having the Left or the Commis having a major chunk of seats and poking their long, ridiculous and disturbing nose into the country affairs.

But the stock market has gone up like crazy...2100 points up in a day...i.e almost 18 percent!!! As I heard on CNBC, the fact that you don't have to see Karat's face anymore is worth 500 points up in the market.

All those stocks which were showing up in red since a long time in our portfolio, all went green yesterday. But pity we didn't even get a chance to sell them off, the market was open for hardly a minute yesterday...all our trade requests remained yawning in the queue all day.
Though today the market seems a lot more rational than yesterday, by now its hovering around 350 points up almost, and we are planning to sell off all our shares which have turned green after being in red for a real long time...

पर यह market निचे कब जाएगा यार ??? Damn!!!

AN ENDLESS WAIT

We are waiting for the market(Sensex) to go down, so that we can buy our favorite stocks.
But every time that it goes 200 points down in a day, the next day it goes up by 300 points...

The fact that the market is going up is doing no good for us. Raju has made sure to make Maa Behen of Satyam shares, the and no matter how well the Sensex does, we have no hopes left for them.

Even on every news channels, the so called market guru's seem to have no clue as to why the market is constantly going up. They expect it to fall down sharply sometime soon. They expected the same when the Infosys and TCS quarterly results were out, same when the stress results were out and again when the exit poll results were out...they expect the same when the global markets have gone down each day. But nothing could bring it down, irrespective of the fate of US markets or other Asian markets, the Indian markets have mostly gained. The US market has gone up by 30% in last 3 months, while for the Indian market its over 40%.

Its good news actually, in terms of the best interests of the economy of the country.
But for the sake of investors like us, I hope it goes down, just once, back to 10,000. Maa Kaasam!!! Investors like us will make sure it gets back to where it was and even more.

Hope the election results tomorrow gets us some good news.

MY LITTLE DRAMA

Yeah...I am quite a drama queen you know!!!

All I needed is a week off, to travel to Db's home back in Orissa. But managers are a tough nut to crack you see. Yeah I know, they are answerable to people above them when the billing is gonna slip for a week for one resource, but I really needed these leaves.

My SIL is back home for a couple of months, and with her around things get real smoother back at my in-laws place. She doesn't let any of the relatives lay hand on me, and the most important of all, I don't have to wear sarees...yipeeeeeee!!!
Yes, I have always maintained, she is the best SIL one could ask for, and I am the worst!!!

My manager was hell bent not to approve my leaves, since I took a week off in Feb for my brother's wedding. But I was not the ones who give up so easily.

Manager : You can't take leaves for a week on every quarter. You took a week off just the last quarter.
Me : That was to go to my home, this time I gotta go to my in-laws place.
Manager : (Irritated) This is not done. You can take 3 days leave maximum or go home in the next quarter.
Me : Three days wont help since it takes 4 days in traveling to and fro.
Manager : To what part in India does it take 2 days to reach??? I am sorry, can't approve your leaves.

Damn!!! I am losing...

Me : But by then the deliverables would be done. My leaves are placed at the safest time.
Manager : Its not about deliverables or deadlines, I can't let the billing slip for a week for a resource.

Still losing...

Me : But I wouldn't be taking any more long leaves in 2009. We are done with visiting both the families once in a year.
Manager : No!!!I am sure again you would feel like going home during Durga Puja.

Damn!!! These managers have answers to everything...gotta think of something fast.

Me : (With a poker face)I am sorry. I will have to be off whether you approve it or not. If it would have been my family, I would have stayed back, but you know how it is with the inLaws. They wouldn't be too happy if I said we can't go due to my job.

Manager : (Sympathetic) Hmm...Okay. But no more week long leaves for you this year.
Me : (with almost brimming eyes) unless heaven strikes...Thanks!!!

Ah!!! Victory at last, at the cost of some drama, its all worth it though...
Doesn't matter though, if he would be imagining me being tortured to death by MIL if I didn't get those leaves. मेरे बाप का क्या जाता है !!!
*wink*

CONFUSION OVER A B'DAY GIFT

This is not fair!!!
Its raining b'days for us. The 16th is Db's b'day and exactly after 24 days its mine. Its been simpler for Db, I have a very transparent face, he knows exactly what makes me happy or sad. Also, I have plenty of things on my wish list:

I wanna join swimming lessons.
I want to have a keyboard (musical keyboard).
I have been trying to make a new painting since a long time, my oil paints are finished and I am being so lazy to get a new pack.
My bean bag burst last week and ever since I have been wanting to buy another one.

So you see, Db has plenty of choices.

On the other hand, Db has been moving towards sainthood with a steady pace.
Talk about shopping, and he has plenty, talk about books, he hasn't got the time, talk about partying, he doesn't drive when he even sniffs alcohol (that's fair though), talk about good food, he says "Arrey Dal Roti bhi chalega".
He hates TV, doesn't like watching movies, isn't a great music lover, hasn't got any intrests other than the stock market and investment books.
I am totally blank, as in what the heck should I buy him that makes him happy.

Huh!!! Talk about people who are difficult to please!!! Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

NOK JHONK!!!

We met one of Db’s friend’s this weekend he is married for two months now.

They had the smitten looks in their eyes, the ones you find very normally in the newly married couples.

Me (to Db's Friend) : I don't see you online these days. I think earlier you'd be online almost all day earlier **wink**

Db’s friend: Yeah, that’s right!!! These days I hardly come online if I am not in office.

Db : Don’t worry, you’d be back in action in a year.

Me : #$%&*^$$*

Me (To Db’s friend’s wife, Ann) : So how is married life???

Ann : It’s been quite good.

Me : So you guys started fighting???

Ann : No, not yet. **blush**

Db’s friend : That’s because I don’t say anything, I agree to whatever she says. **Grin**

Ann (To me) : You really believe that???

Me : Of course no. Men just take pride in saying that, it’s always the other way round.

Db : You heard that joke??? Why do they say mother tongue and not father tongue…because the father hardly gets to speak!!!

Db and his friend: ROFL.

Me and Ann: Men will be men!!! **Frown**

Db : Life changes after marriage dude!!!

Me: Acha!!! Tell me how it changed for you. Earlier you would have to worry about your food and cleaning; now you have KANTA BAI (me) to manage all that stuff. The only change I feel is, marriage has made you lazier.

Db: Before my marriage, I used to watch at least two movies in a week at a multiplex. Now I don’t!!!

Me: Don’t lie!!! That’s because you don’t like watching movies anymore. It’s always me who insists on going to the theaters. It’s you who always say no, movies always irk you. Even last week, it was me who dragged you to the theater.

Db’s friend: Oh!!! Which movie was that???

Me: Tasveer 8 X10

Db: See, now you know my plight.

Db, Ann, Db’s friend: ROFL

Me: Grrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

WORKING ON A SATURDAY

Damn!!!
At office on Saturday...I admit that an ex-employee of Cognizant shouldn't crib about it. At Cognizant, there was hardly any Saturday that I didn't work. But this the first time in last 1 year and 8 months that I am working on a weekend.

Oh well!!! You could cry fair on the fact that Thursday was an holiday due to elections, and we are compensating for the same. But before saying that just take a look out of the window. What an lousy weather!!!
With such weather, to work at office is the the last thing I want to do. The best thing I can think of is to lie on my bed with a hot cup of tea and watch some nice movie.

But here I am breaking my head with these damned ajax tags, which in turn also refuse to obey my commands. Even they want me to get the hell outta here and leave them alone.

Yawn!!!!!

ON RELATIONSHIPS...Err !! !NOT REALLY!!!

We had this discussion among frenz today...on this lesser known movie called 'Ankahee', starring Aftab and Esha Deol. Aftab falls into an extra marital affair with Esha who happens to be Miss World, and he claims innocence to his daughter on the pretext that being wooed by a Miss World got too tempting to resist.

Well...I'd say fair enough. If likes of Brad Pitt, or for that matter John Abraham are craving for my attention, it’s certainly a tough choice to make. And let’s face it that for men, the choice is easier to make.

But my dear friend begs to differ.
She says why does a man have to get attracted to other women. There is absolutely no reason why he should be going after another woman, since he gets all he wants at home. And since I don’t look at a man with tainted intensions, why should he?
He He He!!!...people are actually so naive is it!!!???

I remember, Db once mentioned this girl at his office who’d dress too provocatively. And every day during their status meetings, the guys found it really difficult to keep their eyes off her assets. He was worried she might notice him someday and report an incident. He was relaxed when the girl was shifted to another team.
So, Am I supposed to feel offended or insecure!!!???

Of course, No!!!
All men without exception do look at women, and with not very platonic feelings, and if a man claims that he doesn’t look at women, then either he is lying or he is gay. Period.
So if some likes of Miss World, or Universe, or may be some real hot chick is flirting with you, it’s certainly difficult to ignore her.

What I feel sad about, is women of this generation also believe in this concept of PATI PARMESHWAR. Men these days have much more exposure than it used to be in older times, and life now is too fast to think and judge. We all need our share of independence, and also, this present generation is not half as emotionally strong as our previous generations. Also keeping at par with changing times, even the men shouldn’t expect a hundred percent loyalist women.

I do not welcome adultery, nor do I ask people to sit and mourn if you discover one. But it shouldn’t come as a rude shock.
Give your spouse enough trust and freedom so that he doesn’t have to come back and lie to you. I believe, as long as your spouse feels his freedom, and can talk about anything under the sun, you maximize your chances of a loyal spouse.

MY FIRST TRAINING

Today was the first time I gave training to a bunch of freshers at office. Earlier the kind of sessions I had taken, were more to do with the application we developed, and we gave sessions on its development and usage, which is kinda simpler task. Giving trainings to freshers, on technical topics is another level of job altogether.
I volunteered for it. Not that I was interested in sharing my knowledge with the trainees...rather it was of a compulsion to secure my appraisal ratings.
Yes my dear friend, my company expects me to take 2 certifications (one technical and one domain) in a year, conduct 2 trainings, receive a few more, submit some learning assets to the company's internal portal site, create two reusable components in a year, not more than 1 unplanned leaves per quarter...and of course maximum customer satisfaction with zero slippage on deadlines...and more!!!

And we thought, Hitler was dead!!!

To safeguard my appraisal ratings, I took up this training on Hibernate. It went on pretty okay...the first five minutes I was a little nervous, but later I am sure the class got jumpy of me. I kept asking a lot of questions to the back benchers and the smiling faces. Very soon, there were no more smiling faces in the class room.

Well...overall it was a not-so-bad experience
At least I could get the fear out of me...

; )

I had a college get together today.

Met quite some old friends from college...few of them whom I was happy to meet, few of them I wasn't too happy to meet...few whom I met with a bear hug, few I greated with a smile and a few I shook hands with. It was a overall good experience...with one of them which was a really good one.

As a child, my Mom called me Baby.

When I reached my graduation, my immediate juniors called me Didi...while most of them either my age or even elder to me.

When I joined Cognizant as a trainee, for the first time, I was addressed as Maa'm.

Aur ab, building ke bacche mujhe Aunty bulate hain...I meet the kids in the building, and their parents prompt them...

'Beta...Aunty ko Hello bolo...'

Some part inside me goes...

'Argh !!!!Aunty kisko bola...Tu Aunty, Teri Ma Aunty, Tera sara khandaan Aunty...!!!'

Feels like a long time, a long way....the distance between Baby to Aunty!!!

But at the gettogether today, a friend of mine had got along her younger sister whom I had met long back when I was in college. She called me Didi.

After a really long time, had someone addressing me as Didi.

Achaa laga :)

SALE SALE SALE!!!

On Saturday, Db and me were walking down the brigade road. I was craving to do some good shopping, since I have been missing this action since a real long time. He finally gave up, and we started looking around all shops for something that might catch my attention.

Suddenly we saw some people making kinda announcements for some BLOCKBUSTER SALE...where in they were selling garments on weight...50 grams for 40 rupees I believe. Db wanted me to check out there...he believed, we might get good offers there. But I wasn't convinced...I maintained that it must be something like a cotton sale that we find every nook and corner of the city. But Db delivered his haloed logic...

'For sure the cost of storing these garments would be much higher than the loss if they sold it such dirt cheap. Say these guys produced these garments to export it to Walmart...which Walmart in turn is not buying due to the recession...then the producer has to arrange for storing these garments. Due to constant accumulation, storage starts becoming costlier or him. So he decides to sell the stuff at cheaper price to minimize his losses'

Hmm...It made sense though, as always.

So we went in with zero expectations. I couldn't believe myself on the kind of stuff they had. Each top which would have easily cost me 400-500 rupees at Westside or Shopper's Stop, came for some handy 40-50 rupees. I dumped most of them, since I believed I wouldn't fit into them. I just got one of them to used as a daily wear, mostly I picked up a skirt and a few short trousers for daily use.
When I started trying them one by one at home later in the night, I could clearly see that I had underestimated myself. The only Tee I had picked up, fitted me so well and looked nothing worse than the ones picked up from any of the renowned stores. I was all so excited, but disappointed too, I could have picked up more.
Db gives me that oh-you-are-incorrigible look and gets busy with his laptop.

The next day is Sunday, but Db is working today...he's got some urgent project delivery I believe. I didn't bother him in the morning, but all day all I have been thinking about is the BLOCKBUSTER SALE. I wanted to pick all Tees that I dumped the other day since now I know they would fit. Db comes back early in the evening, the sale is written all over my face and not to be forgotten, he can read some minds too...so we head to the sale again.

But to my utter frustration, the crowd is four times what it was the other day and I don't find any of my favorite garments any more. Arghhhh!!!

But I have my knight in shining armour by my side, he plunges into the crowd, and like a skillful diver comes out with all the collections I had missed out on.

And that makes me a proud owner of some 3 shorts, 1 skirt and 7 tees, which cost me all for just a thousand bucks, which could have easily cost me more than a 3-4 thousand at any branded showroom. Yipeeeee!!!
As much as I pat my back for being an intelligent shopper, Db deserves more than a mention for the hunt.

Thanks Love.

PROBLEMS...

Why there are always problems in life??? Why can't everything go according to plan???
When everything just looks good and wonderful, problems have to poke their nose into it...
But every problem contains the seeds of its own solution...It isn't that you can't see the solution, it's that you can't see the problem.

While working as a trainee at Cognizant, I had a senior named Gitanjali.

I was new to Java then, many a times I would get stuck at places, absolutely clueless. Though she was not from my team, she would go out of her way to help me out. She had a strange way of solving my problems. She wouldn't touch the keyboard, just sit next to me, and ask me to explain the flow to her, asking a few questions here and there. Once we are done once...she would tell me "Chal phir se samjha"...Then eventually while explaining her the flow again and again, I would find the bug myself.

She taught me this golden trick. When you are looking at a problem for a long time, you tend to look at it from a single dimension. So, when ever you feel that you have tried all you could to solve a problem, get hold of a BAKRA, explain the entire flow to him...even if you don't get the bug yourself, certainly he would give you a new dimension to think of it.

Not only in work, I feel in real life it holds good too. Whenever you are in bad times, your brain stops working, and you tend to get into deeper sh*t.

Whenever I have a problem I talk to my friends.

I get more dimensions of the problem, and better solutions than I can think of at that time.

Well...A life without problems would be as boring as a film without a villain.

As they say...Happiness is not the absence of problems, but the ability to deal with them...
So, here I am fighting against all problems of my life and others, and take pride in saying "What doesn't destroy me, makes me stronger"

RUNNING A FEVER

I came across this today when I had to send a mail to my client saying that one of my team members was absent since she is RUNNING A FEVER.

Why do they say running a fever...
You can run a dog, run a car, you can a have a running nose as well...
But how can you run a fever???

For sure, English is a very FUNNY language.

Update: Db suggested a few more
Raining cats and dogs...meaning heavy rains.
I knew sometimes small creatures like frogs and fish fall from the sky during rain, since they can easily get carried up during storms...but how can it rain cats and dogs!!!

Paint the town... meaning to go out and celebrate.
????

I got some good reasoning here.

ROADIES…BEEEEEEEEEP DOWN UNDER

This year is the first time that I have been following the show. The last year I watched only a few episodes. This time I even followed the auditions…

Ok I admit, I find it interesting, to see how the taklus Raghu and Rajiv "bajao" the contestants. Call it obscene, full of abusive words, foul language, dirty bitching & girls who are nothing but bimbettes, but there is something about it that keeps you glued to the television set… may be as humans we enjoy people being humiliated, take sadist pleasure from their pain, to watch friends fight among themselves and rivals teamed up for a task. But what I wonder is, has it never occurred to any of the contestants that they could actually sue the producers for certain tasks which were downright inhuman, for instance the one where the guys were being hit in the balls if the girls gave wrong answers in the quiz, girls are made to cat fight and strip (the last season)...is the Ram Sene listening!!?

Talking about this season, the person I watch out for during the tasks is Poulomi…she puts me rolling on floor laughing. What a dumb ass…err…BEEEEEEP.

She was the same girl, who in her auditions said she had three steady boyfriends, she loved all the three of them, and they all know about each other…she tried to commit suicide by jumping into the Hubli river, since some friend had done black magic on her. I mean how much more stupid can it get. I really wonder what were these guys thinking when they selected her for the show. I don’t even find her sexy or adding any spice to the show…she is just outrageously silly.

I thank God that that gujju guy Dev volunteered out before he could get on my nerves. I think he was marginally better than Poulomi…

Sufi is the guy I would like to win. He is sensible, courageous and confident. Pity, he was voted out on the first day.

Norman is the perfect example of empty vessels that sound too much. I would have liked him if he weren’t so overconfident.

Palak, She is a good performer among the girls, but she is least known for that, she is more so for her irritating nasal voice, always abusing. When she speaks, its more of beeps and less words. The fact that she was voted out soon, made me believe that roadie was a genuine show but getting her back made the show unbearable, this makes roadie also look like one of the TRP hungry reality shows.

Samrat is gone, but I believe, he was a good performer and quite sorted.

Natasha, I cant care less for her. But she is certainly better than the other girls on the show.

One thing's for sure though, that you have kiss good bye to your dignity , if you want to be part of this show....for its not easy to abuse so liberally on camera (especially when you know that millions are watching you, including your own family), to make a fool of yourselves (That's what I feel Devarshi & Poulomi are doing), and to face the taunts and insults thrown at you from other contestants.

And something that I would like to tell the makers of Roadies, The beeps don’t help, we can still make out exactly what abuse is being thrown in.

WHAT MADE ME FAMOUS...

During my second year of engineering, there was one particular incident. Those days we were a group of seven girls, a gang in college. Our batch was giving welcome to our juniors. Some guy, while giving his intro, on stage, mentioned
NAARI NARQ KA DWAR HOTI HAI (Woman is the entrance to hell).

That had somehow agitated my dear friend LP, who was sitting below as audience. She couldn’t take this attack on the modesty of women and impulsively gave it back to the guy, at the top of her voice…
SAALE!!! USI DWAR SE TOH TUM LOG NIKALTE HO (You guys come from the same entrance).

Suddenly the entire hall went quiet for a moment. And the next second moment, the roof came down, with the whole crowd roaring with laughter. We were scandalized…our group had just become famous. After we returned from the event to the hostel, others in the group had no qualms giving her a piece of their minds. LP was obviously quite apologetic about her remark…but the thank-God-cows-don’t-fly moment was when she mentioned that what actually she wanted to say was,
USSI DWAR MEIN GHUSNE KE LIYE TOH TUM LOG MARE JAATE HO (It’s the same entrance you guys are dying to drive in to).
She opted for the other remark, since she believed this one would be too indecent to say. I must say we were obliged to her with our lives for having spared us those golden words.

While on our vacation last week for Bhai’s wedding, we happened to make a visit to one of Db’s friends. Knowing the name of my college, he got excited suddenly, it seems his younger brother was my junior at college. ‘I will tell him your name, I am sure he’d recognize you’, he said.

I bet he would…

FILING FOR VISA

Got to file my HSMP Visa ASAP. It seems they are gonna change the selection criteria, starting from April. I would then have to be a post graduate to file for the same. So this VISA thing has to be catalyzed to be completed by March lest I do not want any longer single hood days extending to a year or more, nor do I want to travel on a dependent VISA with no work permit.

The toughest part is, need to invest almost a LAKH for the VISA it seems…
AAHHHHHHHHH…MERE PAISE!!!!!

A LESSON LEARNT...

I came back from my brother’s wedding the day before. Frankly speaking I have never been very fond of my sister in law, not that we are on logger heads, we are rather very cordial to each other…but we aren’t the best of friends, unlike the way I am with Db’s sister.
But there is always something to learn from every person.

I remember the days when I just got married, I looked nothing less of a villager, straight out from a KANJIVARAM house, loaded with gold, and overdosed with red. That’s because, the new bride is supposed to look like a showpiece to respective relatives, of the kind of clothes and ornaments that she brings along. My in laws place had had a huge gang of relatives (the wedding video has it…when I entered the house, I feared my life…I thought I would die in the stampede), and a good chunk of them were above middle aged, who are in general more particular about the bahu looking like a bahu. So I had to be all red, with huge red BINDI, gold jewelry, GHUGHAT, heavy KANJIVARAM SAREES and above all GAJRA…eeks!!!! Db and I mutually decided we didn’t want to see those pictures again, so the album has been shoved into a corner and I have no idea where the CD is lying…and we also don’t show our wedding pics or CD to anyone.

But here I saw my SIL in a welcome new avatar.
Despite of the fact that I loathed the long hours that she spent in the parlors, the kind of money she spent on every single dress that she was wearing (more so since they are not reusable), but that fact that she was all so interested in herself is commendable. She was particular about every single inch of fat that she might put on, the kind of colors that suit her, the kind of jewelry that would go with her dress and personality. She wore all fancy sarees, not necessarily in red, she wore all good looking PATIALAS, slacks and Kurtas, perfect make up, and I must say she was looking great. I agree to the fact that, it was more because, we do not have our so called relatives breathing on our neck all the time, and my family is absolutely liberal in terms of what the bahu has to be wearing…but she took up this chance and was at her best…sure she wont be hiding her wedding albums from everyone.

May be I could have done the same. Agreed there were more people to please, and ones who are difficult to please as well, but It could have been better than what it turned out to be. May be I could have shopped for myself than leaving it all on my Mom, instead of just surrendering to what people made me into…I could have taken a stand and done myself they way I would like to see myself. But I rather, concentrated on pleasing others and hence a made a mess of one of my most memorable experience of my life.

Ah well!!! My SIL, deliberately or not deliberately has taught me the value of taking care of oneself. There were people congratulating my brother on his wedding and also for having got such a pretty wife.
Ever since my marriage, I have been more careless than ever, I hardly go to a parlour…my hair, my face, my clothes are all in a mess. I haven’t taken care of myself ever since. When we clicked a pic with my Dad, him holding me on one side and my SIL on the other, I could see the difference, she looked like a princess and I like..errr ahem ahem!!!

No I haven’t got a complex…for sure. I have always been like that…when in college I wouldn’t look at the mirror for days together, my friends would joke at me by asking when was the last I saw the mirror.
But I just see the importance of taking yourself seriously.
In April a few of Db’s friends are expected to come to Bangalore. It’s the same friend whose wife saw my wedding pics and commented on my weight (grrrrrrrrrr!!!), though I wasn’t all that fat, it was just the KANJIVARAM Saree. I really wanna present a better self to them, cant wait to see the twinkle on Db’s face when they compliment him about me.

OUR FIRST WEDDING ANNIVERSARY

To my wonderful husband, Db, and I. Wish you a very happy anniversary.

Whoooooooa!!! We have completed one year to our wedding, but lemme tell you it doesn’t feel half as long. Yes, the initial couple of days were trying times, but for sure, that has made our relationship a lot stronger and we, as a couple have grown so much closer.

Db is the best husband I could have. Yeah I know, a lot of women say the same thing about their husbands, but Db sure is. There are a few observations which bring me to this conclusion.

Firstly, in an arranged marriage in the Oriya community, it’s literally impossible to get a good bargain in terms of an accommodating, non interfering and yet supportive husband who respects your freedom as much as he does for himself. Trust me, I met a lot of DHAKKANS before I tied the knot.

Secondly, I am a real difficult person to be with…more due to my patience which is literally non-existent. I wear my brains on my heels most of the time and my switch for logic is short circuited. He puts up with a lot from me & right now I am taking this opportunity to tell him….THANK YOU! THANK YOU for ALWAYS being there for me. You are my everything. Without you I’m pretty sure my world would not exist.

And also, we have NOTHING in common, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING …and no marks for guessing who KINDLY ADJUSTS.

I guess what I’m trying to say is our differences hold us together, make us whole and keep things interesting.

I love that you are the last person I talk to before I go to sleep and the first person I see when I wake up…

So here’s raising a toast to our HAPPY WALLA wedding anniversary and I sincerely hope we have many more of the same in the years to come.

Cheers!!!