tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27393322026325236602024-03-14T01:18:27.254+05:30Hidden Desires....Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-69902174345894025412014-04-27T12:05:00.001+05:302014-04-27T12:05:16.243+05:30Sudden Tryst with Aam Aadmi Corruption<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Whenever we talk about corruption, what’s the first thing that comes to your mind? Government. Ministers. Government Officials. Media. I agree too, but in all that blame game we forget to include ourselves. Yes, the very own Aam Aadmi. Media always depicts us, the common man, as the great sufferer of all the ill deeds of the people-in-power, always at the receiving end, the downtrodden. But that’s not always true, as I witnessed myself today. Let me put the picture into place.</div>
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So, today I went to the zonal Delhi Traffic department to get myself a learner’s license. My over-enthusiastic Dad had already made me fill in the application form 2 weeks back, in fact made me visit the office twice only to find it closed due to the extravaganza called Lok Sabha Elections. But today, luckily everyone was on duty. But the whole crowd was not. Almost everyone wanted to cut the line, get in front by asking for separate lines in name of senior citizens or ladies when there was actually no need, parents bribing clerks to get their kid’s written test cleared. And we happily let it happen, thinking that’s way the things happen here. And we don’t feel the pinch until and unless it happens to us directly. Just like me. It was only when I saw the gal who was standing behind me in the queue on the Counter#1, pretty much clueless of how to fill the form, asked me to fill her form, and actually got her license much before me. And that’s because her dad decided to bribe the clerk and save time. The whole process became infected because of that one person. Not that he was the only one. Not that this was the first bribe. But, to think of it, things must have started somewhere.</div>
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We always crib about larger than life problems like inflation, recession, rising fiscal deficits conveniently attributing it to inefficient governments, corrupt ministers and flawed policies of the bureaucrats. What we forget, is that we are somewhere behind it, may be operating at a minuscule level, but still there, fueling the vicious circle.</div>
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Trying to cut a long queue short, getting license without a test, bring back office stationary home for free, bribing to get off a challan, showing VIP cards to avoid paying toll tax. It has become such a routine for us, that we don’t even count this as corruption. Small, yet Deep. And even if some of us realize it, we don’t try to change because we see it happening everywhere, and the feeling of being left out cripples us. No one wants to be right at the cost of losing the game. Change seems distant to me, not unless we stop blaming and start mending!</div>
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Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-31803215664646151122014-03-31T14:49:00.001+05:302014-03-31T14:49:30.617+05:30Another Read, Another Review :)!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13136383-the-best-thing-about-you-is-you" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"><img alt="The Best Thing About You Is You!" border="0" src="https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/books/1325740351m/13136383.jpg" /></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/13136383-the-best-thing-about-you-is-you">The Best Thing About You Is You!</a> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4581585.Anupam_Kher">Anupam Kher</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/894086532">4 of 5 stars</a><br />
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At first it seems like a run-of-the-mill self help books, but as you read along it seems to find a connect. The various examples and personal experiences shared by Mr. Kher makes it easy to reflect upon each of the words and understand the deeper meaning. One book that one needs to keep on the bedside table to refer every time one feels sad or unhappy. It promises to make you see things in brighter light and feel happy about your situation, your accomplishments , your failures and more than anything, about 'YOU'!<br />
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Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-41377787234193757292014-03-28T16:03:00.001+05:302014-03-28T16:03:58.463+05:30Back after a long time- With a book Review.. A Newlywed’s Adventures in Married Land by Shweta Ganesh Kumar<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18137818-a-newlywed-s-adventures-in-married-land" style="float: left; padding-right: 20px;"><img alt="A Newlywed’s Adventures in Married Land" border="0" src="https://d202m5krfqbpi5.cloudfront.net/books/1372506854m/18137818.jpg" /></a><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/18137818-a-newlywed-s-adventures-in-married-land">A Newlywed’s Adventures in Married Land</a> by <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4836047.Shweta_Ganesh_Kumar">Shweta Ganesh Kumar</a><br />
My rating: <a href="https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/892286631">3 of 5 stars</a><br /><br />
'A Newlywed’s Adventures in Married Land' is a very candid account of how Mythili's life takes a turn when she leaves her Journalism to move to a new country as a 'dependent' wife. The story walks you through her self-discovery while she juggles her insecurity of being an outsider and desperate attempts to fit in the new community. Interesting and captivating read. Loved the fluidity and simplicity.<br />
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Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-77906066479541857092012-03-08T00:04:00.004+05:302012-03-08T00:04:57.382+05:30International Women's Day!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
To all the Lovely ladies out there, Happy Women's Day!!:)<br />
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I know I know.. for some of you this is again a cliche just like our very own V-day, just a more sophisticated one. But, I see it more relevant these days more so in the Indian context. With the growing women professional work force and changing outlook of the society, the awareness about the female potential needs to reach out to masses in the very interiors of the nation.<br />
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Seeing my organization (basically a US firm) bringing its culture of promoting gender diversity at workplace to the Indian offices is really heartwarming. Talking about their efforts, we have well structured WIN (Women INitiative) program that not only helps women professionals to grow within the organisation by balancing their personal and professional commitments but also projecting it as an initiative to foster cordial environment to foster workplace diversity.<br />
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But does it really bring a change here?Some time back I was reading an article about why even after so many programmes , the representation of women at senior leadership is low worldwide. I know some back out or slow down due to personal life commitments. But even doing so has a reason behind it. Women as individuals are not very assertive about our abilities , our work, our knowledge, our skills at least not as much as our male counterparts.<br />
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We are mostly, the kind of staff that will do there work with perfection in a timely manner but will never brag or even talk about it . We prefer to remain modest, we are taught from kindergarten not to expect or claim rewards for what we do. Precisely that why we remain happy with performing the job give to us with the best of our abilities. We leave it for the world to discover and appreciate it.<br />
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But in this chaotic world, where everybody is trying to have his/her share of pie, things go unnoticed or even if noticed are not well rewarded. Not because they are not up to the mark, but they haven't heard about it much or marketed well!!<br />
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So, the need of the hour is to make the women folks feel more confident about themselves so that they can project themselves in a better way to the outer world. Celebrating IWD is one such way to bring forward the women professionals encouraging them to take charge of their lives and careers, putting up their best face to the world :)!!<br />
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And what best day to Celebrate Women's day with, Holi!! After all we add colour to this amazing world :)!!<br />
Happy Holi everyone!! </div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-31030559388955755242012-03-02T23:18:00.000+05:302012-03-03T11:39:47.363+05:30Book Review :- The Immortals of Meluha<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">For the beginner's, This is the first book of the <a href="http://shivatrilogy.com/">Shiva Trilogy</a> by Amish Tripathi the other two being , "The Secret of Nagas" and "The Oath of the Vayuputras".</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">The book is basically based in 1900BC Indus Valley Civilization which the author chooses to call the state of Meluha. The people of Meluha have a very organised way of living governed by the Laws by Lord Ram. But this perfect empire of Suryavanshis with almost perfect style of living, plagued by the sins of past, is facing threat from terrorist attacks from their neighbouring empire of Chandravanshis. And then a Tibetan named Shiva, enters the state and suddenly everyone in Meluha starts seeing him as their saviour -"destroyer of the Evil" or the legend "Neelkanth". The book takes us through the journey Shiva embarks, led by his destiny to find the evil. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 18px;">The book is gripping precisely due to its fast paced narration and a simple language. The portrayal of the mythological characters in such a humanistic way makes them so believable. Although, the book has been criticized for portraying gods using such language but I believe that is the best way to convey the message to the masses.</span><br />
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I knew this would happen, but to this extent, I was not sure.<br />
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Life @Delhi has become hectic. Travelling 2-3 hours daily that too in public transport drains you completely on office days.And with B-school calls looming over my head, weekend pretty much evaporates in mock group discussions and interviews. The time that is left goes away in family interactions and household tasks.<br />
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Initially, I had thought that you might get lost in the nitty-gritty of the fast paced life here, the memories would slowly fade into the background, becoming less visible. But, somehow you still manage to find a place in my thoughts.And not just for a flash, but you trigger a series of memories one after the other making me miss you more and more.During the long daily travel, the quiet hours at office, during the silent walk to home, I remember the days I spent with you eating, drinking, laughing, roaming, dancing...its like a warm breeze caressing my soul. But when I realize you are nowhere near, the same breeze leaves me feeling cold. You make me realize the vacuum that was created when we parted ways.<br />
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It's not as if we have lost touch.Nor have you forgotten me, I am sure. But the fact that your life remains unaffected by my absence,makes my heart ache. It has not even been a complete month since I have been away. Somehow, you also haven't made an effort to make me feel home away from home.You didn't console me , you didn't bother me again and again to check on me, to make sure I wasn't feeling lonely.<br />
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May be I am exaggerating, may be its just the fact that my mind takes a lot of time to get attuned to the change, or may be its 'coz I am too insecure to lose you, your touch, your company, your essence in my life.You will never know how you changed my life.May be some day we will unite again.. adding new dimensions to our relation and new memories to cherish.. Till then I just want you to know that...<br />
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Pleasures of Staying at home #1<br />
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Whenever you are leaving, there are hands waving you goodbye. And the glint in their eyes makes you know that at the end of the day, they'll waiting for you to come back :)!!<br />
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A few days back, I didn't knew I could feel contented and happy this way.<br />
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In the last couple of months, I have experienced a lot of anger, frustration ,happiness, love, joy, pain and all kinds of emotions.But what I have come to realize today is that what one really needs to feel contented is being able to love and embrace it. Love can come in various dimensions, family, friends, relatives or the someone special. To know you care for somebody and who cares for you too. And after that presence or absence doesn't matter much. Being together becomes superficial. There is this sacred thing that I am coming in terms with...:)!!</div>
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First thing first, I miss 'The City of Nawabs" badly!!Not much of the place but more of my friends, the company I had there even at office, those who never made me feel away from home.And the boring Delhi office without much work is helping me in no way. Above all, the kind of people I have met here is really strange ( Already had my share of weird instances with colleagues). Anyhow I take a lot of time to gel up with new people, so I have a long way to go before I begin to feel at home in terms of my Office. BTW, all the guys seems to having a nice time.. since the new office seems to have a VERY GOOD gender ratio (Am I sounding a little insecure here ??!!:P) and that too Delhi crowd.. so they are the ones not complaining at all!!!<br />
The first week, although , was pretty good, highlight being the Dinner Party at the TRIDENT!!(I am still child like excited when it comes to going to these big places and later boosting it to friends:P!!)<br />
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Home front, its been great!! Ghar ka khana, having every meal with the family , time to time arguments and quarrels on stupid issues all part and parcel of the never-ending family fun!! Parents and Kavita seem super happy!! Kavita btw is more excited to see all my stuff I had accumulated in Hyderabad that arrived just two days back ( A major part of it consists of clothes, accessories and cosmetics) !!:P<br />
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And I am back to my school routine these days, waking up at 7 early in the morning and travelling through the Green line DTC buses to my Office in Gurgaon , coming back, having dinner and going to bed at 11 at night. Strangely, I had no troubles switching my routine even though the Hyderabad one was almost opposite, sleeping at 3-4 am and walking up at 11am!!! That's actually the best part about Delhi , I never ever have to adjust to its lifestyle.. I am just so used to it :)!!<br />
Apart from all this , I got some good news within days of my landing in Delhi. Got a few B-school calls , so weekends are again getting hectic. And sadly, that's also going to keep me away from meeting my school and college friends who I haven't seen in ages!!! :(<br />
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But I am going to make plans soon.Dying to have some college-type fun.Nevertheless, Delhi seems to be treating me well as of now... though Hyderabad will always be missed!!<br />
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This is what I see it as now.... What I lost in the process was nothing in comparison to what you did..I mean after all those efforts of yours, all that time you spent even when you didn't really had much time.. something that keeps on consoling me.. keeps on giving me the strength to keep moving ahead whenever I wish hard the time stops and rolls back to the time when everything was so rosy... Even though I still wish I could get some answers ...<br />
Sometimes it better to end some chapters of life abruptly..even when they don't end the way you wished!!!<br />
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But yesterday was so busy. Last minute packing took away half of the day. And I realised I had hell lot of stuff to take with me even after shipping through movers and packers.<br />
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And then all of a sudden there was a weird feeling. And I didn't realize what exactly it was till my cab drove out of the lane .It was then the tears didn't stop!!<br />
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Although all of my friends turned up at my place to wish me good luck with gifts,chocolates, cards and wishes..I was just so lost in my own thoughts.Only when I was alone in the cab driving to the airport, I realized this is a place I might not see for some long time.<br />
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But after reaching airport, all the time went away in excess baggage payments, security checks, boarding, etc etc.. And in between kept updating about my located home, ion to my friends minute by minute.<br />
And once I reached home the happiness I saw on my parents face was just amazing. That made be forget everything!:)</div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-29000488104721076472012-01-29T03:55:00.002+05:302012-01-29T04:07:46.569+05:30Day 1 - Hyderabad Diaries<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's difficult to describe how you feel when you are leaving a place after staying more than a year, leaving behind your friends, moments, your home your life in the city. I am no different. It has become impossible for me to pen down how I am feeling write now. May be after a day or two , I will be able to express clearly...Till then...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Na kisi ke aane se , naa jane se,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Fisal jayegi ungliyun taale....</span><br />
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I was in a state of confusion. Just the way I am write now.I am kind of becoming speechless and thoughtless.<br />
Don't know where the day went away.. just greeting everyone and saying last goodbyes..Don't know when will I get a chance to see everyone again...</div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-78936475259543895442012-01-27T02:20:00.000+05:302012-01-27T02:20:06.017+05:30Day 3 - Hyderabad Diaries<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">What a day !! Unbelievably amazing!<br />
Today everything fell into place, everything happened as I had thought in mind. Awesome time with awesome friends. Although beginning of the day was not at all same.<br />
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Woke up at 10 (strangely didn't hear any of the three alarms I had set for today). By the time I freshened up and reached downstairs, the breakfast was over. Shit, I was just late by 2-3 minutes. Hungry and disappointed, I came back to my room and called the room service for tea which I knew wouldn't come before half an hour. But as soon as I put down mu receiver, my cell started ringing. It was from movers and packers and they had arrived at just the right time to spoil my morning tea. But, finally everything was packed and shipped and I had all the documents. When the guys left, I looked at the watch and it was already 12.30.<br />
I knew I had to rush to get ready for the 1o'clock lunch. so had to forget everything about the breakfast and the tea.<br />
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Bas phir pahauche Lunch ke liye, We talked , laughed , ate. It was fun. Food was good and the fact that i was so hungry I didn't care much about the taste at that time :P!!<br />
I got over with the lunch to go to another outing with another set of friends.This was one place I really wanted to see before leaving hyderabad . And finally we were on our way to Dhola-ri-Dhani , the rajasthai resort in Hyderabad.<br />
The plans had got cancelled so many times that I had lost all hope that i ll be able to see that place before leaving and actually didn't do any efforts to organize the trip again. But thanks to some friends who got all the people together and organized for all the tickets and transport. And it actually turned out to be one of the best outings i have had so far here. Camel ride, swings,Boating, Dandiya, Garba, Puppet show and what not. And even after a sad Welcome drink and humorless comedy show, We had a blast out there.And I realized that its never the place but the company that matters if you want to enjoy your time.<br />
One of the memorable days here for sure!! Love my friends for doing this for me !!:)<br />
Last day at office tomorrow, hoping to get something good out of it !!Now really tired , time to doze.. catch you tomorrow here with a new post !!:)</div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-52572181922842943312012-01-26T01:23:00.001+05:302012-01-26T01:27:31.755+05:30Day 4 - Hyderabad Diaries<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Delightful in one word.. Although I realized it only at the end of the day :)!!<br />
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All the troubles of yesterday got sorted out. Found my hard disk, got my stuff from friend's place, and now I don't give a damn about the project. My days in Hyderabad are now really less and I want to enjoy it.<br />
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Office was good as well. Didn't get time to sort out my project issues. But at the end I realized I have better things to think about and be happy for them rather then thinking and worrying about something that was not in my hand.<br />
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So ,in a happy mood , I left to meet some of my friends in other office and later to collect my stuff from friend's place. Thanks to a friend who helped to carry all those heavy cartons even though he was himself injured !! Finally with all the stuff with me, I started the big task of consolidating all the stuff I will ship it to Delhi through movers and packers. And almost done with it.<br />
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In the midst of all this ,today I actually started getting vibes from my friends and colleagues in office that a few days later I will be at some other place. No longer a cubicle will bear my name card. No longer the mails to Consulting-Hyderabad will reach my inbox. No longer I will be able to see my friends daily No longer I ll have them to guide me and make me calm down in my tense moments. No longer I will have there company for a cup of tea at Tapri or a plate of chat at cafeteria.<br />
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Day after tomorrow will be my last day at Hyderabad office. Don't know how will I fare through Delhi days but I will surely miss Hyderabad moments!! Though, I am positive that some of my friends will keep getting married and give me excuses to land here once in a while ;)!!<br />
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Now, tomorrow I have the whole day planned with friends. Will let you know how it went. Until then, Cheers:)!!<br />
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Bad. Horrible. Disappointing!!<br />
Gosh. wasn't expecting this. How wrong can things go in a single day.<br />
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1) Woke up late. That too followed by a bad breakfast!!<br />
2) Realized I haven't seen my external disk for some time.Tried to search but in vain.Added it to the To-Do list after office.<br />
3) Misunderstanding with friends. Couldn't pick up my stuff from their place. Now shipping delayed. My things will reach Delhi super late.<br />
4) Reached office to find my cubicle changed. All this shifting stuff just for two days. Total waste of time.<br />
5) Just when I thought day was getting better, the big BOMB exploded. PM informed not getting rolled off the project. Damn one thing I was so happy about was not happening!!!<br />
6) Came home, Searched everything. No sign of the hard disk . No consolation.<br />
7) Bad mood. Bad dinner.<br />
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By the end of it, I was all hyperactive and crazy.<br />
It was only after some advice from family, some wise words from two of my friends, an hour of reading and some sketching.. I started to feel at ease. Now just hope to have a good sleep before another messy day tomorrow!!<br />
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Till then, sleep tight :)!!<br />
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<br /></div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-15491118740620028802012-01-24T00:49:00.003+05:302012-01-24T02:02:01.545+05:30Day 6 - Hyderabad Diaries<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">A quiet day. Rather boring. Nothing exciting or even slightly interesting happened. Apart from a friend, who although in the middle of a training was more interested in messaging me to describe how hot his trainer looked!!:P<br />
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One thing that I was happy about was completing filling up all the college forms. Actually the ones in which I can afford to think about applying with my below-average CAT score. And whatever meager work I had, kept me busy for the next two hours. After then, most of the time was spent in chatting, visiting Barista and the Tea stalls in office before I packed my bags.<br />
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Although, I have a immediate task of packing my stuff for the Movers and Packers guy to pick that up... but I am so not in the mood to do it. I know it's going to make me all emotional!!<br />
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Update:- The packing doesn't make me emotional. Its irritating and confusing me,what to keep what to ship and what to throw or leave behind!! This is really a tough job!!phew...</div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-46661799940701202852012-01-22T22:56:00.003+05:302012-01-23T01:15:30.226+05:30Day 7- Hyderabad Diaries<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Nothing extraordinary, but not bad either!! Strangely I didn't feel like it is the last Sunday I am going to spend here. It was all normal and lazy. Going to bed early on Saturday was one of the rare things of this weekend (in fact rare thing of the last whole year in Hyderabad!!).And I badly needed it after the continuous outings and dinner I had last week.<br />
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Woke up early to find hot Chole Bhature in breakfast, which I eat till my stomach started to ache :P!! Then , naturally I came up to my room, crawled into my cozy quilt and slept for like another one or two hours..(they felt like eternity)!!<br />
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Though had plans to go out as I am on Roam-all- around-Hyderabad mode ever since I got to know about my transfer. But they got cancelled at the last minute.So I planned to skip my lunch and spend a quiet time reading while lying on my bed.<br />
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And the rest of the day passed by on phone with innumerable calls from packers and movers( silly me to post a request on Sulekha..phew..!!) and super excited family just waiting so eagerly to see me as soon as possible. And that is what makes me so delightfully happy about going back to my home.<br />
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Now after the supper,I thought about writing this post before I call it a day.<br />
Tomorrow, I start my last week in Hyderabad office. Hope it has to offer something 'coz I don't want to get bored whole day not at-least this week.<br />
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Looking forward to a rocking week ahead !!:)<br />
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For the last few days, I have kept my friends busy with the task of making my last days fun-filled and memorable here. And they are trying their way best , and I always end up being emotional after seeing their love, care and affection.<br />
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Watch out this space for the next few days of Hyderabad fun. Untill then, enjoy!!:)<br />
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As the days seem to be rushing away, I feel so stuck with this place. The office has become even more boring with nobody caring what I doing in office hours( They didn't care earlier as well but now i am almost non existent)!! I make in-numerous visits to Barista and the Idli wala in a single day, just to pass my abundant free time.<br />
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And with a disaster cat result, I have like nothing to do at all. No calls so no enthusiasm to prepare for any GD PI I might get from any damn college. And I don't even care much now.<br />
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What I am really wishing now is a rocking birthday celebration and some chilled out last few days with my friends here.And apart from that I have a humongous task of packing all my stuff and shipping it back to Delhi. Lets hope everything goes well. Otherwise, I'll just have an excuse to visit Hyderabad again, which actually doesn't sound a bad idea ;)!!!I know, no matter how much I love being in Delhi, I am gonna miss this place :)!!Hope the place and its people miss me too!</div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-36263528892269159432011-08-07T02:54:00.000+05:302011-08-07T02:54:29.538+05:30Happy Friendships's Day :)!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></span><br />
<div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Its been days since I wanted to say</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and today I feel is the best day</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I know I have been annoying and rude</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">fought , cried and shouted on you.</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I have got busy with my not-so-busy life</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And not bothered to talk..</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You may not remember me..</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That's what i always thought</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And we grew apart ...</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">But i know,even today if we cross paths</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">we will be like same old buddies..</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Just waiting for that day to arrive !!:)</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">To all those friends I miss being in touch with!!:)</span></div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><br />
</div><div style="line-height: 1.5em;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Happy Friendship's Day:)</span></div></div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-34538777963999358602011-06-21T00:47:00.000+05:302012-02-14T12:23:10.488+05:30Exactly 365 days back....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
...Just around this time... I was sitting in the train, Rajdhani to be precise, travelling alone for the first time.. devoid of sleep...contemplating how my new life in a new city would be.And today after a year of experiencing happiness, sadness, anger, frustration, jubilation and what not in Hyderabad, I think I have got more than what I expected. Don't know where the whole year just flew away..the last day in Delhi is still so livid in my memories... <br />
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I could see how reluctantly mumma packed my bags,trying to hide her emotions at the same time by being so excited for the new journey I was about to make. My dad who literally cannot live without me, who always felt more pain than myself when I got hurt, who woke up for early morning so that I won't feel lonely while studying for exams...for whom I will always be his "beta"..he put aside all his feeling to let me follow my dreams!!<br />
My one and only lovely sis .. who was never my Di.. was always a buddy. We used to shout,scream,love, laugh,shop, hang out together.. she was my life and I was hers..That day she cried when I was packing my bags and at that moment I saw my strength wavering.<br />
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But today here I am, writing this post sitting in my room in Hyderabad with my mind fresh with those memories.<br />
No doubt the wonderful time I have had in Hyderabad, the emotions I have experienced, the love,care and affection of friends I have got here is incomparable.But can never ever stop missing the wonderful life I left behind..Love u always MOM , DAD n SIS!!:)</div>Komalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12177176432395095410noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2739332202632523660.post-38975651410031506182011-06-07T01:50:00.001+05:302011-07-22T17:56:30.450+05:30My Creations Part -II<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I know, long time since I wrote something here !!And even today I have nothing much to say . Just wanted to share latest of my sketches. Let me know how it looks :)!!<br />
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I just couldn't stop but smile when I saw Google Dancing !!<br />
Today's <a href="http://www.google.co.in/">Google Doodle</a> celebrates the 117th birthday of the American dancer, teacher, and modern dance choreographer <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martha_Graham">Martha Graham</a>.<br />
The animated doodle created by Ryan Woodward, has a woman dancing to form the letters of ‘Google’. Graham’s influence on dance in America had a huge impact and even today she is revered as one of the greatest dancers.<br />
The search engine's strategy to honour the prominent artists of the world is really commendable.<br />
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And no matter how serious implications this may have, but we humans manage to find humour in anything and everything. Honestly, in my opinion this is far better than scaring people with posting photos of dead Osama's face on FB profiles!!!<br />
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This is what I received today as an email:-<br />
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