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(- Sand in Hour Glass)

What a week!

Phew!!!

U know, I was quite busy with work, not to say sometimes lazy too....hehe, to blog..
But today after having accomplished something successfully, I feel as if I have all the time in the world and decided to blog.
I’m waiting for the bus that will take me back home…which is due only after an hour…
Hey, I said I have done something successfully today. It deserves a clap. So here it goes. Clap! Pat!
The matter of talk is - I have made a project delivery today….its not like I have done the whole thing single-handedly or very enthusiastically ….I had all the ups and downs…tears and smiles…throughout this journey…
In the end the tears still remain wet, though the laughter has quite died down…so here I’m sipping my tea…and musing over what happened.

May be these are my just little perceptions…but this is what I feel, nevertheless….

Well….the project work kicked off well last Monday….the first two days were fine, if u don’t take into consideration the snide comments…to which I have, surprisingly, become very much immune…..it helps u know…when u cant avoid something ..just get used to it….

HaHa, where was I, ya, Wednesday, yes..it was bright till noon….after which things went nightmarishly wrong…cudnt help how much ever I tried. Just an ‘Estimation’ earned me a comment that, mornings are wasted teaching me….huh honestly! A bad ending to a day that started fine….Did I say Wednesday was bad? Then Thursday was definitely worse. What with lots of work and ‘highly-motivating’ words. Feeling sorry??? Wait. There is more…Friday dawned bringing with it loads of work and ‘comments’….now it was She who was cross with me….me got blamed for some things, for which I can and I’m sure even She can never account for. Baby this is the corporate world. But this dint affect much. Is it because I’m slowly getting used to all this or Is it because she is thousand miles apart and years away…for imminent seeing??? I do not know. Ultimately with all this happening, the work I was supposed to do got all confused and was unceremoniously termed rubbish, which meant that I had to start the work all over again from the scratch, which also explicitly meant that I will be slogging away this weekend too. Saturday was much better when compared to the whole week, so nothing to gripe abt that day.
So today after all the great ‘praises’ and ‘accolades’ and confusions and tension…I have completed my work.
Did She like it….thats not to worry untill tomoro….I’m trying to live this moment…….

Changing ways

WHAT IS THIS LIFE FULL OF CARE

NO TIME TO EVEN STAND AND STARE!!

What lovely words are these, by a great man who never lived enuf to c how his words fit so neatly to his future world. What he had in mind when he spelt these immortal words, I know not, but given the situation in our present world…kind of makes me wonder …’did he mean us “ generation x/y/z”’ ??

Coming here at the crack of dawn, mind u, me being a late-riser and leaving this abode at the end of day ..wait a min….tis not the usual night….lets rather have it as the end of work …dunno even this sounds ambiguous… anyways, the point is where am I heading to??? Confined to a 6*6 cubicle…wid a PC for company (hey cmon don’t be so thick, u can listen to songs while working, chk mails..what more do ya need buddy) …not saying ‘hi’ to a pal when I meet one (which century r u in da?? just send a hi mail…simple )... not even peeking a look at my fellow mates ( he is busy wid work..and where have I got time for pleasantries)… just fwd-ing the junk i receive to buddies in an attempt to keep in touch ( also learning…remember all that the fwds have taught me?!?) remembering them all with the folder names of inbox( I have loads of such relatives and frnds)….all with jus a few precious moments of catching up frnds…..wishing for a “search” button in life to locate things…( boy, think of the time I can save..in the last-min hurry )remembering some billon contact numbers for a single person( u cant help….mobile, office, resi…phew!)…..missing out all the fun that life has got to offer , that my profession has very easily has forgotten to provide me…Let me think….when did I write( I mean write) to my grandma…play around wid my bro, enjoy the small wonder called life….ashamed to accept, but ages ago…But in reality, those are gonna remain an miracle of the past ….so whats the point in cribbing..this is what I have chosen for a life ……so in an attempt solve the guilt….in an attempt to keep in touch with my family and frnds and abopve all wid myself I’m here blogging …..

All ye ppl with misty eyes..dreaming of swimming in dollars…wait a sec and think …Easy way outta all this probs and complaints….
Blogging is a way out....!
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