I'm loving it..

I am a stupid if I don't update my diary now when things are really exciting and when each mail in my mail box is opened with much anticipation. I' m lil' afraid but still enjoying to watch the war being in the battlefield and to choose the side while tapping my chin.

I don't remember if I have updated you all about one of our customers chopping and then crushing me to nothing few days ago. I didn't hear any word from anyone regarding that inside the house except Narayan's verbal consolation. They either might have believed what I'm accused of or I am considered a machine.

Now when things are much better in control, when everybody is anxious to grab a piece of accountability, the universal villain comes again with a fire bug along with a bunch of specially chosen humiliating words. Ha Ha.. All of the sudden, everybody drops off the dear one and starts accusing each other. People who can't show fingers at will start giving lame excuses and workarounds. This is the most fun part.

Thanks to the Super Villain for bringing the hero out of everybody in the team.

Surprise

I was at the foot of the mountain called "Social Relations" which is bright on one side and dark on the other. I started from the brighter side with so much shyness and fear of strangers. My mother says one of my teachers, scared of my reclusiveness advised her to consult a doctor for a check-up if I was mentally healthy. As I climbed up the mountain through rocks of shyness, feelings of unworthiness, I could only make those three or four friends.

But surprisingly, when I reached the peak, everybody I spoke to had become my friend. I lived like 'The wanted" for most of my friends. There it wasn't all bright but I enjoyed all those hues of nature. I don't know why I didn't stay there in that heaven. I had become squeamish and choosy in the matter of relations. I started hating people for trivial things though my intention was to love them. Only recently, I understood that I was making my return journey through darker side of the mountain.

I try but cannot keep to myself by my nature and wouldn't even get along with people. Here in this darkness, when someone offers a hand of friendship, I step back for the fear that my finicky mind would certainly wrong that beautiful hand someday if not today. Sruthi surprised me with a pretty note for the friendship day. I was shocked as I never expected one from any of my colleagues and certainly not from Sruthi. To you it may seem nothing of importance, but it was a shock to me. If I have myself as an acquaintance, I wouldn't have dared to meddle with such an inconstant mind. For now, I replied her only with "Thanks" and haven't advanced further.

Un-Happy New Year 2009

The most insufferable woman in my life makes me really mad, everybody around me are looking down on me for my nasty behavior. I cut my hair too short and fought with her using some cheap weapons of the kitchen with serious intentions of a murder. I felt like a Raskolnikov.

I am almost bankrupt. badly waiting for the salary day. No prospect to recover before three months.

I hate to go home not just for the problem 1, but everyone at home is behaving exactly in the way that irritates me. And also, they are stupidly after me for that one 'Yes', which would add 100 more things to this list.

Long weekend is OK, but this long weekend is too long to be OK.

PS: There are few more to be listed but I think they are insignificant and I could get over them easily.

Mogli in love

"Mogli! where are you? what have you been doing all this time? ...." I was happily surprised and fired all the questions, without a pause for him to answer. That was my excitement to receive a call from my friend after four months.

Yes, I always enjoyed talking to him for he is witty and ready to pull my leg, almost a dupe for Pradeep. He calls me with names like blacky, kaki, nallammay.. with names of all the black things in the world. Ofcourse, I also do give it back calling him Mogli, jungle boy(once, he had that Dhoni's hair style) and lot more names of hairy animals.

He was lateral entry in our class. Most of my class girls knew him only from two angles. One was the scientist and the other a dashing dancer, winning over few hearts in the welcome party for lateral entries. But I knew the third angle of a most irritating teaser boy in this diligent looking young man.

I continued my interrogation. but unusually he was giving me very straight answers. he didn't irritate me except that he called me 'blacky'. I took this chance and attacked (read somewhere that the best way to defend oneself is to attack) with my teasing skills. He didn't fight back but kept laughing all the time. He hung up after sometime telling me that I learnt the art of talking.

What?? Me..? did I? where and when? This is how we talk every time. Why does he say that? I know, it is not because I learnt anything, but certainly a fatal change in his personality. Who could bring this change? girl? I slapped myself telling he can never fall in love and it was too early to guess. I thought, I was just getting over imaginative.

After few days, 3D called me up to tell how mogli was using others' mobiles to talk with a girl in Hyd. I made a loud cry of 'wow!' A fourth angle! So I am right with my imagination.

He is terrific at anything he takes in. Now it's all his love. Last month, 3D & Co. were surprised when this workaholic took leave just for a headache (That was the reason he had given). After an hour, they called him back to check how he was feeling. But he wasn't in the room, not in the office, not even in Bangalore. He flied to Hyd just to wish his girl "a happy birthday".

Somebody save him from this sweet madness!