Slices of my daily life

when you walk into her home one day to see her having a Skype video chat with her friend who lives in the same city, 'just because' and 'it feels like being in the same room together' !

Yes. It is true. Here's what happened. I have been following The 3Six5 Project almost since it began. The concept is essentially this -  Every day for 365 days, a different person will write an entry about their experiences that day.  Recently the editors of this site announced that they are closing it down at the end of this year. Suddenly I felt that I ought to be a part of this project. So I wrote to them requesting to be an author and Sunday October 14, 2012 was my designated date. The concept of this project is such that you cannot write your piece in advance. You have to write it towards the end of your day and send it across and the editors publish it right away. So you cannot really plan what you will write since you do not know in advance what will happen that day. Go read my piece on the3six5 :)

I decide to listen to some music while I check personal emails. The first two songs are 'Sawa Rupaya'   and 'Dreamum Wakeupum'    from the film "Aiyya". I realise that these songs are in such contrast to the work day I have just had.  It's been a mixed kind of a day work wise...up and down and up and down and rather dull.  I spent the morning doing some research for a work thing. I'm absolutely not feeling motivated to finish this task, but tomorrow I will have to. I had said this yesterday too. Ah well ! I did one task very well and that put me back in good spirits. I was assigned a task that actually doesn't fall in my purview, but will have to do it nonetheless, since there is nobody else in the company presently who can do it. Its a little tiresome to be in this position. Exclusivity isn't always good, I think to myself. I got an email related to some work that I have been wanting to take up and I'm very pleased about it. ...

I've compiled some PLOW for the benefit for all those bright-eyed, bushy-tailed youngsters (NO, I'm not old. I'm   mature   and   wise , OK?!) who can't wait to jump into the whirlpool called "Work" Freaky Friday Law : On Fridays you have the most work and the weather outside is magnificent and you are cooped up in office thus preventing you from enjoying it. If you don’t have much work, the weather is oppressive and you just don’t want to go out and you   have   to, for some office work. When It Rains, It Pours Law: This one is simple.   When you have work, you have a humongous amount of it and you feel you'd give ANYthing for having none. But, when you don't have work, there's absolutely none. So much so that you actively create some for yourself out of sheer boredom (and the need to look busy when the higher-ups come strolling by !) You Can't Beat Boss Law: This is an old and unbeatable one actually.   When y...

I love… … Jumping to conclusions … Skipping my workouts …Blog hopping … Running away with my imagination How about you ? ;)

The Weather Bureau:   Light to medium showers  = Heavy downpour Any customer care call centre:   Your call is important to us. Please stay on the line. We will attend to you shortly.  = We don’t care a hoot about your call.  Please stay on the line to benefit your mobile service provider.  We may or may not attend to you before you wait in desperation for a good fifteen minutes and then hang up. The Maid:   I’ll do it right away = Don’t hold your breath Boss:   It is our responsibility to get this done on time = It is your responsibility to do it on time Mom:   Eating this is good for your health = It is going to taste awful TH (TheHusband):   I’m on my way home = I’ve not even left my place of work yet

…you and your friend are sitting at her house chatting, when suddenly her mother bursts into the room saying, “Its beginning to rain. Come quickly to the terrace. We must remove our clothes.” (remove our clothes from the clothes-line where they are drying or else they’ll get wet in the rains, she meant) …you walk into a toy store to buy something for your three-year-old nephew when a man who’s already looking at some stuff says something to the salesperson and suddenly the salesperson shouts out to another, “Sir wants big balls…show him some” …in the theatre, two rows ahead of you, a six or seven year old, thinking that she’s whispering but actually loud enough for all to hear, says to her mother, “Mom, I can’t see anything because of this fat aunty sitting in front of me” …the woman standing in line ahead of you at the laundry, after an impatient wait of ten minutes, indignantly shouts out to the person manning the counter, “Why won’t you remove my clothes ? I’ve been w...