WTF!!!

Finding a blog name for Db

Db wanted to start a blog for himself, not that he doesn't have one. But its not been put to good use...which he intends to now. So it was like turning a new leaf with a brand new blog name.

So we started looking for a good blog title for him.
We started with more relevant names like mydailybites, randommusings...and more, which were all taken.
Next he started playing with titles like jorukagulam, thehenpeckedhusband, mujhemeribiwisebachao...only to find that there were people who had already gone through the same misery long before Db realized his state...heh. After an year of marriage, what else is a blog good for if you cant pen your rants on your wife.
Lastly, we even tried all dirty slangs like sa*le, ter*maki, kuttakamina, bewda (and more which I have censored keeping in mind that my SIL has started reading my blog), but no luck.
And finally we tried, allcoolblogtitlesaretaken, cantfindatitle, cantfindanything and those was taken too. I totally sympathize with these guys, having realized what we went through to find a blog title for Db.

If you are still reading on and expecting that I am gonna pass on a link to Db's blog from mine, huh!!! forget it.
After 3 years of blogging and investing so much time, energy, imagination and internet bills on glorifying myself on my blog, you think I am gonna pass on my readers(hardly any though...sob) to read his blog and throw all my efforts to the drains.
Nopes!!!

The price of trusting a girl and her plans...

I had been so tired of saying alone this weekend. So I invited one of my friend home this Saturday. What I conveniently ignored is never to bank on a girls punctuality, her plans and her moods.

So, taking all at her face value, I was waiting for her, all set by 9.30 in the morning. She gives me a call around the same time to tell me that she is about to start from her home in another 10-15 minutes. Here I would like to mention that her home is good 20 kms away from mine. So there was no hope of her to join me for breakfast, so I was now expecting her by 11am, so that she could join me for lunch. But it was 12 noon already, and there was no signs for her. I called her, to find her still a good 10kms far from my residence. I gave her a piece of my mind and asked her to please make it fast since I was starving by then.
To divert my mind, I started watching Notting Hill on Star Movies, but that was not to be for long, since soon the power went off, and the security guards didn't bother to start the generator. It was 1 pm already.

Fuming by then, I decided to make a move and go to he Oasis center, which is the closest mall. I tried calling my friend, but it went unheard for. So I left her an SMS and started for the mall. I felt having lunch without her would e too rude, so I started killing time window shopping at Lifestyle...trying her mobile endlessly all the while in vain.
Finally she arrived around 1.45 pm...only to say that she was late because she wanted to pick a gift for me since she was coming my home for the first time...and apologized that she couldn't find me anything, so she bought me some pastries. Grr to that!!!...I would have been a lot happier if she would have come an hour early instead of getting those god damned pastries. Finally we finished lunch at the food court.

Now she wanted me to take her around the mall, since she was here for the first time. So we went around the gaming zone and lifestyle. She suddenly realized that the next day was Ganesh Chaturthi, and she is supposed to get some new stuff for her younger brother. She wanted to pick a T-shirt for him. Kool with me, since I believed picking one T-shirt (without hitting the trial room) should take 15 odd minutes (I could take less than that. No matter what I shop for, my shopping takes 15-20 minutes maximum...Yeah!!! I know Db is the lucky one). But now she was on a T-shirt hunt for almost over an hour, and I was left for an endless wait doing what...NOTHING (since I had already finished my share of window shopping, and anyway I can't even do that for more than a few minutes).

My blood pressure was shooting up to new heights that I never knew. I went up to her a a couple of times, telling her that she was ruining my weekend, but in vain. She ended up shopping for 3 T-shirts and two trousers for her brother since she was not sure if he would like her choice...so she bought more things, hoping he would at least like one of them (what a pathetic theory!!!).
Anyways it was 4 in the evening already, so we came home. I served her some cold coffee, and she was on her way in half an hour since I had to leave for my dance class.

So that's my sad story of a spoiled weekend. I bet I was happier when I was alone watching movies, painting, reading or for that matter sleeping. This is the price you pay for trusting a girl on her plans.

For people who don't know, I am a girl myself.
But may be when the God Almighty was manufacturing me, he forgot to plant the hormones in me, which makes a girl take half an hour in the bathroom ( I take hardly 5 min), take another 1 hour for make up, unpunctual (I am overtly punctual), make haywire plans (I am a big time planner) and shop like there is no tomorrow(I can't stay in a shop for more than 15 min). Yes, Yes, Yes...I know Db is the lucky one...is he listening BTW???

Not that I am without my flaws...but that may be some other time, another post.

I had a bad bad day today...

The day started well...I slept till almost 10 in he morning.
So had only half n hour to get ready for office. I decided to have the boiled egg, that I had kept in the fridge last night, for breakfast since that was the most quick option I could think of. But the egg was too cold, so I thought I could keep it in the microwave for a few seconds.
I put it in the microwave, and left it for 20 seconds.
Now a sudden loud sound of a blast caught my attention, only to find that the egg has exploded inside the microwave, creating one of the filthiest mess I have ever witnessed. Cleaning off that stuff took me 15 minutes.

Now I finally managed to start for office only to get trapped in one of the ugliest traffic jams.
Needless to say, I reached almost half an hour late to office, only to find my manager has come back from his long leave TODAY.

For lunch as we started, my brand new pair of shoes decided to ditch me, by quitting their heels. Now, I was absolutely handicapped, I couldn't even go to the loo without any footwear.
I took the footwear of one of my friends and got a new pair of new sandals(a temporary workaround) for myself from the national market.
Finally, when we could manage to start for lunch, there were brinjals in the lunch (not that its any better other days) which we unanimously despise...also the burgers in the coffee day express were done with. Since it was too late to go out for lunch, we managed with samosas for lunch.

It's certainly a bad day for me...but there are still a few hours before the day ends. Lets see what more awaits me.

A Wild thought...

One wishful thought that occurred to me last night after my manager kinda rejected my leave request for two days next month.

Hope I someday join as a manager to my manager, I am gonna screw up his life. I would not let him take even half a day off in a year, I will screw up his appraisal every time and make him do piles of work with a system slower than a snail. (Ah!!! The thought of it gives me immense pleasure)

Well...Db, the playing his usual Devil's Advocate, enlightened me that to get that kinda sadist pleasure, and join as a manager to a person 3 times more experienced than me, the minimum I need is an MBA degree from some likes of ISB, Hyderabad.

Hah!!! I don't mind trying that hard to get even with him.

Great!!! He goes...
You earn the lakhs and I am gonna leave my job and become a house husband.

Now that's some wilder thought...I must say.

Awaiting my independence day

Sounds like my frustration level is gradually rising...right!!!
So be it!!!

We had a so called independence day celebration at office today.
A so-called celebration inside the cafeteria, in a 800 sq ft area, where a total junta of odd 1000 people were expected to stand and watch the ongoing celebration, with people breathing over each others neck (literally), pushing each other with their sweating hands. Now that's some celebration!!!
A company which a respected brand over the globe, treats its employees like damned charity.

I am sick of these brands and big names. With my experience of over 4 years in this industry, I have worked with the biggest brand names you could think of, and eventually I realize that all that glitters is actually not gold. Big brands which show huge profits on their balance sheets, are also achieved by curbing the rights and privileges of people like us...starting with cutting on our paychecks, leaves to toilet tissues.

What stops me...you might ask!!!
The recession is one of the answers...also the fact that I need the money that comes from this job. I am desperate to leave this place ASAP, but I need to go through this till I have another offer in hand.
Hope that happens soon.

And yes, before I forget...HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY.

How time flies...

My friend L turned into a mother yesterday.
She was my first roommate at hotel...one of the first friends that I made during my graduation days.
Feels like yesterday, that we were standing in a queue at hostel waiting to be ragged by the seniors...doing all kida silly stuff which passed as ragging...laughing, crying, dancing, eating and again ragging the juniors together.

She is a the proud mother of a son today...the first mother in our group.
Congratulations dear...to this bright new chapter in life.

Lonely tonite

I am feeling lonely tonite.
Not sure if Db's absence is the only reason.
May be the anticipation of office tomorrow also plays a big part for it.
I am starting to hate my office already...my manager, the policies that this company claims.

Nothing helps...no amount of chocolate, colddrinks or chicken is helping.
Next weekend, I am gonna try wine.

I have started my dance lessons...
My entire body aches...but I hope I'll lose some kilos this time.

And finally, I managed to get the full version of Diner Dash, something I have been looking for since quite some time.
But as i played till the 18th level, I am already bored of it.
Geminis...I tell you!!! Its tough to be one.

Bad start of the day

A real bad one at that.
Disclaimer : Terribly frustrated rants ahead.

As soon as I reach office into the jam packed parking, I hurt my leg with an oddly parked bike. Damn they cant provide proper parking also!!! But there was more drama awaiting at the reception.
I was greeted by the HR lady at the reception with the information that I was not properly dressed according to the company policies. I wondered what was wrong with my dress, a jeans and a casual T-shirt and scandals. Apparently we are not supposed to wear round necks according to our company rules...as if we are those sex objects around, who need to hide their necks lest the rest of the hungry sharks (men) pounce on us. Earlier during the HR dress code information which was given to us on the floor meet, they had asked us to avoid wearing round necks although its actually not considered to be an offense.
Now here she was, eating her own words, asking me to register my employee id in the list of offenders, for which she was going to cut one of my casual leaves and also I go back home and change and come back. I told her if that was the case, I am not going to travel 30 kms to and fro to change a mere T-shirt and also if she is gonna cut a day of my leave balance, I return straight from here back home and actually take this day off.
Now that isn't permissible.
You have to go home and change and come back and lose a day of casual leave as well.
You can't have both the sides of the coin to your side.
I stared straight into her face, I said its your policy to cut a day off for so-called nondisciplinary actions, but I refuse to work on a day I am not gonna get paid for and you have no policy to stop me.
She agreed.
I decided to leave and inform my manager and client that she didn't let me in since I was wearing a round neck today.

Now when I see my manager, he gives me that why-are-you-here look. I told him the matter and said I was leaving.
He threw the words at me saying it was my fault for not being appropriately dressed and that I should have read the notice board.
I was like what notice board...there is notice on it.
He took me to the notice board to prove his point only to see there was none.
Ahem....

Manager :Well...you have to go home and change and come back. I am giving you two hours.
Me: I am sorry, I cant travel another 30 kms for such a petty stuff. If at all I am going home, for sure I will not come back.
Manager: In that case I will take strict action you. I will make sure they cut your salary or two days instead of one.

Now that pushed me to the edge. People who know me, know that I don't lose my temper easily, but when I do God-save-you. I hate it when people treat me like charity. I work much more than what I get paid for, and nobody is doing me a favor by giving me this job. I am here because I work and I am worth it. Still they expect us to become scientists, while the systems that they provide to employees are from the Mugle-Azam era, and run slower than snails.
And I have a question...if I am all that genius...why the eff* would I work here for peanuts...I would rather work for Google for a hefty package. Your expectations from your employees is sky high, while you cant even provide a pantry or toilet tissues in return. Damn the CMM Level 5!!!

All I wanted to say then was 'Eff* off' and leave... but this was office and we are professionals. I donno how controlled myself, I gave him a stare which could melt the Alps and just managed with...
'I am not going home and if I do I won't come back. You can suit yourself.'
I turned back and left without waiting for an answer.

As I came out from his cubicle, I felt like a wounded cobra, fuming with anger.
I started looking at the portal site for the RESIGN option, but I couldn't find it. Its not just for the today's episode, I am ever so frustrated with this company, its policies, its facilities, its expectations and the effing managers.

So I waited for my anger to ebb down, which it didn't. Washed my face, had some tea...didn't help. Spoke to Db, sent a mail to the HR sending me a copy of the dress code policy since I couldn't find it on the portal site.
My lead came, again in a round neck T-shirt but had escaped somehow. The manager came to us and warned her to be careful next time. He then turned to me, saying you were just unlucky, you are a thief only when you are caught...and smiled away to glory.

And just now I felt the pain in my leg and checked out that it was bleeding of the injury I got the first thing I entered the office premises today. I had totally forgotten about it amidst all this drama.

I don't have a title for this one...

Its 2.30 in the night now...I am just not sleepy and D is not around to force me to sleep with his usual 'Which part of NO do you not understand???'

I had a meeting this evening with my clients, to discuss the new project that my previous employer has lost to us. But my name was convieniently missed in the meeting request. I dont't mind...more so since this meeting was supposed to start at 8.30 pm and was expected to run for at least for a hour. So I decided not to be too generous to offer to be a part of the meeting was not invited to. Also since Db is out of the city now, I didn't have the nerve to drive back home so late.

Times have changed now.

I remember my days when I was new to Bangalore, I was working with my previous employer in a crappy project, an irritating moronic team lead, even more moronic manager and going through an ugly breakup. With my previous employer, working till 10-12 pm in the night was standard for a weekday and working on Saturday was taken for granted.

On one particular evening, it was almost 12 midnight by the time I finished my work...and when I called the security for a cab, he said that due to some technical difficulty they were not providing cab service for door step drop. I got so pissed off...I was new to Bangalore and wan't sure of my way back. I was scared to take an auto so late in the night. But I managed...and I managed every single day of my life on my own. Most of my life I had been single, and handled myself through every phase of my life...alone. This is something I have always been very proud of...the fact that I am an independent person.

But ever since my marraige to Db, I find myself dependent on him. I can't work late if he is not in town, I let him handle my phone bills and credit card bills, I am not sure when,how and where does he pay the electricity and internet bills.

I am not an independent person any more...not half what I had always been.

I donno what else to write...I am feeling aimless while typing, but I insist to continue...

I have the laptop on my lap, a book on Springs to my right which I was reading a few minutes back, and the TV is on infront of me...the movie Damini being telecasted...multitasking at its best...hai naa!!!

I was reading book called 'Spring in Action'. Its a nice book, covers most of the chapters in Springs and AOP. Planning to finish this one an one more by the end of next month and start appearing for interview after that...can't work under this sadist manager anymore.

I like this movie Damini...loved Sunny Deol in the movie...he had few of the most awesome dialogues that Indian movies would ever write, 'Yeh Dhai kilo ka haat...'. I relate to Meenakshi's character in a lot of ways...even I would have done the same...may be. This is something Db has always been worried about...the fact that I am an idealist.

This post is going no where...looks like I am blabbering now.

I think I should go to sleep now.

In less than twelve hours...

In less than twelve hours Db would be starting for his three months long assignment to pune.
I wanna be with him now for sometime, but damn this job, I can't move my a** from my chair...
So its gonna be a long long period of home alone, and back to single hood again.
And there is gonna be a lot of blogging, I mean real lot of it...

...in less than twelve hours.

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.