Need to be serious… Whoaa…. Seriouslyy???

Need to be serious… Whoaa…. Seriouslyy???

I know , I know . It’s been almost 24 hours since I have visited this blog…Mr.Spider has kinda made this blog his home… Half of the guys busy saying ‘I miss her’ , around a dozen guys all over the country have killed themselves , another seven are being rushed to hospital as we speak , and I can’t even count the ones who are out on Friday night buying rat poison right now . But here I am, so chill, breathe and smile, for I am still single and as always confused… ;) … now appreciate my honestly guys…

"Life is not a cartoon film Rashmi! You have to learn to be serious. Grow Up!"


-- Old Proverb. Recited to me by everybody around me since school times…

Whoa… Serious…. Yes I am serious… seriously serious… wait a minute… but why I need to be serious… ding dong… koi bataayegaa bhai… or else this is some sort of secret… shhhhhhhh…

One small incident happened on Thursday...

Teradata bus did not turn up in the morning... normally 3 of us get into the bus from Borivali... one HR friend of mine... one is me me me... and other is a skinny serious looking guy or man... kinda not sure wats his age... so dont want to offend him in case he reads this blog... But seriously.. he never smiles...

So bus broke down... only option left was to catch a Rick and reach hiranandani... I told my HR friend to ask the serious guy... (Sorry not sure abt his name...) ... She gave me the look 'Are-You-Serious'.... all the way till Hiranandani he will be with us... I just looked at her and winked... an expression that said 'Thats-the-right-thing-to-do' ... damn i dont know why i became Mother Teresa -II for a moment... i truly regret my decision.... first decision of my life...

So we waved at him asking if he wants to join.... damnn his facial expression did not change... untill now i was thinking its only Arjun Rampal whose expression does not change from start to end of the movie... but i was wrong.. Arjun Rampal does have a competitor... or must say ... Sorry Arjun Rampal.. this guy might just beat you when it comes to 'No Expression'.... damnn...

So he came up and sat in the rick... No smiles.. ok... me and my HR friend as always were doing bak bak... kinda i hit on with these HR's... damn cool people... always smiling... (No Plastic Smiles like the air hostesses) ... So our conversation travelled across the globe with her child's talks to why Shahrukh is looking so old... and why Big Boss invited Khali in the show....

Suddenly we realized that 'The' Serious guy was sitting right in the same rickshaw... So for humanity sake i asked him ,'So you are from Informatica Practice'.... i did no the answer... but still just to start a conversation... he said 'Yes'.... nothing more ... nothing less... Then i asked him...'so wats your name'... he said..'A*******'... Damn his royal name was no even close to his dull personality...  I said 'Ok so you are the one who is training the Fresher guys'... he again replied in a monosylaabal 'Yes'...

Then i thought its better to talk to my HR friend... than getting bored all the way till Hiranandanii with just 2 words rotating 'yes'... Pause...'No'.... and my HR friend gave me the look.. 'Why-did-you-even-bother-to-invite-him'.... and my expression said.. 'S-O-R-R-Y' ... hehe

When i told my friends at work abt this guy... all said unanimously... he is always serious... you are crazy that you even bothered to invite him... damn u Robin Sharma... Tried to be good to a stranger... But guess what i later came to know he is the manager of Informatica practice.. so he is not a guy... but a man for sure.... now that I know his age.. hehe... but Why was he so serious???? ... my engineering Mechanics sounds easier than this one question.... hehhe....

So i thought....

Maybe the world thinks being serious is the same as being “Responsible”. A guy who looks sadly stiff must be very particular about his work. The world thinks that a guy who looks straight faced is thinking about something deeply important and philosophical. (You got to be kidding) …In reality,he may be serious due to the constipation. Or else someone just paid him a 1000 dollars for scaring away ghosts at midnight...

So ladies and gentlemen… “Serious=Responsible”… galat formula…i mean galat faimi...  exams main 100/100 milenge for this answer… but you will fail miserably in the exam… biggest exam called “Life”…

So Tinku if you enjoy playing cricket.. hide you bat… your mom might just burn it down… sonu if you love dancing… don’t tell your mom… she might just increase your tution classes…

Its like if you are enjoying , if you are laughing , you are not making yourself into someone who would be successful.The entire Indian society is designed to make enjoyment a very ridiculed thing, just after Rakhi Sawant… or maybe just after me… (See I am so humble at times)

So here we derive another formula “Success is mutually exclusive of Enjoyment” …

Pappu, Sonu maybe you will become biggggggg people… (I am not talking about their size here) … But after you die I guess I need to send you this sms…. “Hey guys , you left your dollars , cars , mansions , flat screen televisions , microwave Owens all behind down here. Do I call the Blue Dart guys to send all this up there?

When it all has to end a day ,whats the point in living life so intensely ? Why take it so hard ? Why crib about your job , about a broken relation , about a wrong that has happened. And to top it why blame God for the choices we make… Dear Lord…. Aapne hii sabko manmaani karneki chut de rahi haii…. And now they blame you for their mess… and keep cribbing about little things… By the way , before i forget time for some quick updates... my computer seems to have got too slow these days… and my milkman never comes on time…. And my company bus you know always late… and my boss… pain in the ass you see… and my project no more challenging… and onsite… they say next year… they better give me good appraisals this year… or else a switch… water does not come 24*7… and my kaamwalli … damnn… i will save that for some other day… ;)….

So where was I.. yeah about people who keep complaining… some people I tell you… ;)

I love the song.. the title track of “Lafangey Parindey”… one line that says “Ek khwaab mila tho … duje khwaab pe nazar hai”… damn it applies to all… first dream 'I want a car’ …. Next dream .. ‘ I want a bigger car’ … Next Next dream ‘I want a high end version big car with automatic transmission and a CD player’ … then sitting in the car you become fat… and doctor advises you to ride a bicycle.. Whoaaa !!!

So lighten up...

Work hard but grab the fact that your happiness aint in any screwed 18 hour job or any moment you are waiting for. Your happiness is right here. Smile a little. Smell the roses. I said smell the rosess… not your socks…. Sabkoo ghaaiii haiii… sun tho loo purii baat… I know I do bakwaas most of the times…. Bt at times… ok sometimes… ok once in a day...ok once in 3 years I do talk sense ;)

Yeah yeah… you think I am a “Pampered” girl who hasn’t seen life yet… who does not know what hard life is like… who has enjoyed life to the fullest with no pain.. no sorrow…no heart aches here and there… ( Okkkk just one heartache) … who has not yet had limphoosircoma of the intestine…. Hehe… (Ignore this one)... well have seen it all… or maybe more than you all...But I have just one funda… if life gets back on you and decides to screw you then all you need to do is smile… laugh more…

I am not saying put up a fake attitude and don’t cry… cry… when you are hurt cry… But don’t make this crying thing become a life time thing for you… cry for a season… and then smile…Smile that it’s over… Yeahhh there you goo… see so easy to smile… Ouchhh !!!! yoou got a realllll scarryyyyy smile… ;)

So haso, jiyo, muskuraaoo…. Kya pataa … kal ho naa ho… ;) …. Damnn…. I have heard that somewhere…

PS- Chill Yaaro . There was a bunch of really verbal dogs right outside my window at 12.30 in the morning , and since they wont let me sleep , decided to see if I can rhyme words . when I failed to do that I thought kuch bakwaas hi kar du… So chill . It takes something as grave as back to back screenings of Karz and Phoonk to depress me. And all the angry people commenting here , you are always fun to have around ...

One last question… Do I need to be serious? ;) ... Or Cartoon life will do? ....  Ok Ok... Off too sleep now...

Cheers,
Rashmi

Back When I was 21…

Just recalled an incident while conversing with mom today... Back when i was 21... Nahh.. Go ahead and read the same... ;)

Back When I was 21…

Once upon a time when I was 21 ;) … loll… I know I am making this sound like the incident when my kaamwali was a kid… loll… I know my kaamwalii rules my blog’s these days… but love commenting on her… damn cant get over the fact that she stole my I-pod… and when complained to mom she just looked back at me and said ‘Nothing against the kaamwali’… for a second I felt like I am the adopted child (Thank god my family doc is very much alive… that at least reminds my family… I belong to their clan… I know too much of exaggeration going on…) But when my mom supports my kaamwali, my kaamwali gives me a look that says… ‘Screw you’… ;)

Damn I keep drifting from the topic… Yea when I was just outta my “THE” engineering college… enjoying my vacations… the time when everybody acts nice… Mom cooks what I like…. Brother lets me have the remote. Dad does not nag me saying… “Now get serious about life… you are 21… 4 years and you will be married off”… damn… To top it even the neighborhood Mrs. Shah (One who thinks ki smile karne main bhi tax lagta… damn kanjus)… says “ Ohh Rashmi… Vacations haan?”... “Do you have a boyfriend” and she winks…

So background verification shows vacations were going on… And I was chilling and watching the History Channel … Ok. My parents don’t read this blog… I can be honest here… I was watching ‘Dare to Date’… on MTV… and my mausii called… And this conversation happened…

Mom (on phone , to mausi ) : What ? ......why ?

Mausi ( on phone , to mom ) : ........(me to you) wait a minute , how am I supposed to know what she said from the other side ?

Mom ( on phone , again to mausi ) : She just turned 21...But why ?

Mausi ( on phone , to ..i dnt believe it ...mom ) : ....(me to you).I told you guys, I dont know !

Mom ( on phone , to mausi ) : What ! Oh no Rama ...noh....he ..he...hehehe...shes still a kid , she just completed her Engineering...

Then suddenly I heard BIG BOSS saying “Rashmi...Ye aapki shaadi ki baat chalu hai’…

It was about my marriage you see. Some friend of ma's sister had some son. It was like I had just received an email from god with the subject line “From Girl to Woman". I agree that 21 is anyways too early an age which makes marriage sound more like child marriage. But that was the moment when it first struck me that marriage is no longer something which happens to big brothers. Marriage is no longer something which I attend as a guest, it may just happen to me. Anyways, mom mercilessly drove the scooter of my first marriage proposal in a brick wall. I still don’t know anything about that guy. But whoever he was, he was for me what a first ever customer is to an auto driver. Loll… (I was this serious about marriage back then)

Things changed radically soon after that strange day when I was 21. When I was 22 , I did not wait for any phone calls. I told my parents all about "him". I will be referring “Him” as Shahrukh… (Security reasons you see… maybe my parents will someday read this blog)

Yes, I told my parents Shahrukh wants to marry me... Though Shahrukh had just proposed to me but I guess my parents were the best people to answer his question. For someone like me to say something like that to my parents, it’s like a Tibetan monk asking for some beer at a pub. What followed were perhaps the most “Ripley’s Believe It or Not” days of my life so far. I save the story for another day…

And now that he is a series of black and white photographs pasted in my "golden memories" album, I see my marriage as being an arranged one…

Probably the guy’s family will visit my home… where in I would serve some coffee, smile at the guy and look … Mann this sounds sooooo fimli… But I think the time I spent with Shahrukh as friends has transformed me from a bubbly, stubborn girl to slightly more mature and considerate one… But I am just scared of one thing… scared of hurting people now… I still remember the day when I had to tell Shahrukh that this is not going to work… I can’t commit as I love my parents more than anyone else on this earth… But the guy I marry, I don’t want to hurt him ever….I know how bad and wrong I can be ...And I want to prove it to myself that I may be weak , but I am not evil… and the last thing I want to do is hurt the one I will marry…

Probably everyone else thinks relationship is following the normal, bollywood inspired storyline, and will end up fizzing out in a few months or years, replaced by the real questions such as who brings the kids from the school or who will change the baby diapers, or why haven’t I still paid the telephone bill, but I know my partner will always be the same special one for me…

At the end of my life, if  my weak sighted and old husband thinks I was the only one who could make his life complete ..then... its then I will know that I was not that bad a human being, after all… ;) ...

PS – Considering my family may read this, please promise me you will contribute money, utensils or old toys to help me escape to Canada or Bathinda at the opportune time.. ;)

Cheers,
Rashmi

Reality Struck Hard...

Reality Struck Hard...

Weird dream… weird dream I saw on Monday night…Dream was that I was walking with my two friends… one of my friend was walking a little ahead… and I was walking behind with another friend… suddenly my friend who was walking ahead got hit by a truck… before we could just realize what happened… she died… I woke up with a start… it was 4 AM… tried hard to sleep… tried telling myself… It’s just a dream… but didn’t help…

Got up at 5 AM… went for a morning walk… but this dream was just as fresh as the rising sun I could view…

Reached my office… was slowly getting involved with my work and people around… and the dream was just fading away… suddenly I got an sms from my friend Rohan saying… ‘Hi Rashmi, Milan expired… He went to Goa… He got hemorrhage or something while he was enjoying on the beach and got drowned…’ … I read the sms countless times… I just could not believe it… I did not have the strength to call up Rohan… as Milan and Rohan were damn close friends… and I knew I would not help crying… and I would fail to console Rohan either…

So I called up Sonia… But could not get thru her … I dropped her email with updates regarding Milan… She called me immediately… She was all broken down to hear the news… so was I… and we were speechless…

Something that Sonia said hit my heart… she said … that she didn’t receive my call as she was busy in the production implementation of her project… And normally when she is busy she never receives any calls from family or friends… I thought to myself… I do the same… then she continued saying that she missed my call … little did she know that I had called her to give this awful news…

All throughout the day, was thinking about this… had to wear a smile all the while at work… but deep down millions of thoughts were crossing my mind… For the first time I was missing all my loved ones… esp. my family… called home just to ensure they are fine… called few of my friends just to ensure they are fine… to apologize in case I have ever hurt them… Felt for a second like time is short… its running... Even while talking to my client, he was as always cracking some jokes here and there… but I did not find any of his words funny… as I just wanted to rush back home and hug my mummy… and tell her sorry for everything… just make sure that she is fine…

How busy I got in life I feel… busy studying, then busy studying more, then busy with my first job, busy coding, then busy with my new job, and still busy… set of things as I list down seems meaningless if I sit to think if these things were worth getting busy with… and what for… did these things give joy to someone in need… I barely remember if these things made me smile… left me stressed… yeah bank balance did rise… so called status did rise… but what about the great fall I had… I do admit I was there for many people… but I still regret the times I wasn’t there… times I broke promises to meet people… times I left home telling mom not to wait for me for dinner… time when mom kept calling me to ask how I was but I was way too busy with work to answer her call… what can I do about those moments missed… thought of course my project is in priority … where is family going... where are my friends going... project go-live is so important… little did I know moments to live this life is running away…

I see around me. I see people I care for. Sometimes I see them sad. I see them clinging to bad memories , things which they cannot change , things that left them hurt, things which still hurt them , things which make tears flow down their cheeks. I know they are hurt and have reasons to feel sad. But life is not forever .Life is nothing but a limited number of moments gifted to us by god. And each moment is slipping by. Right now , a moment just passed by me , and took me closer to death , leaving me with lesser time to smile ,to crack some poor joke , to see my ma laugh , to see a friend find the happiness she deserves , to be a good person ,to make someone smile , to live. And the very thought of letting such a precious moment drown in a tear leaves me restless. Why do we people hurt each other, when this life may not be long enough to love each other?

Maybe you need to know that you may never get a chance to be the good person you could have been. Maybe you need to know that the moment you have been waiting for to tell him how much you love him may never arrive. Maybe you need to know that you may never have the time to wipe off the tears you are causing today. Maybe you need to know that death is a surprisingly unexpected reality. Maybe you need to start living the life you should...

I know I know I am saying nothing new. But life and the things it does to people and the things people do to it continue to amuse me...

I know this is a silly phase I am going through… nothing stays… this phase too shall pass… but I guess my friends death has got me alive… has got me think in all possible ways of my life… has got me thank God for the people he has placed in my life.. rather than mourning for those who were there for some short season… has got me thinking that I should not take my life for granted…people around me for granted... it’s a gift… each day we get a gift of a new day… ask someone who has lost his/her loved one… he will tell you what a new day still being alive with your loved ones means to him…

PS : Maybe this post is devoid of sarcasm… no sad jokes… just a simple thought that’s not gonna go away soon… its come to reside … though late… and now I am gonna be busy living life… with my loved ones … to the fullest … every moment… as every moment makes life…

As they say, God has given us the grace to go through this day…. Current day… quit worrying about tomm.. He has not given us the grace and strength for tomm… but just for today…

Being Good To A Stranger (Good Experience)

Being Good To A Stranger...

Before I start this blog… let me give you some background as to why I even thought of penning down something about a random stranger I met last week… These days I am re-reading ( not sure if such a word exists… bad with grammar you see) … so where was I.. yeah re-reading the book ‘Who will Cry when you die?’ By Robin Sharma… who is Robin Sharma… ‘The Monk who sold his Ferrari’ guy… yeahh… the guy who talks of philosophy which does not makes sense to 90% of the world… well does hit my heart… so dedicating this blog to him…

So last week I was reading the chapter ‘Everyday be Kind to a Stranger’ … With back to back stumbling blocks in my life I wasn’t sure if I can be kind these days to even those I know since ages… as ‘Days with Myself’ phase is in progress in my life for now… and Robin Sharma expects me to be good to a stranger… Damnn… Something that I would take time to follow… But as they say… God will plant people and will ask us to do all those things which we don’t wanna do... HIS time as they say… I read this chapter and got to meet a stranger… but trust me … was good to him :) … before I narrate the story I would like to share the Robin Sharma’s chapter I read…

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Every Day, Be Kind to a Stranger

On his deathbed, Aldous Huxely reflected on his entire life’s learning and then summed it up in seven simple words: ‘Let us be kinder to one another’… All too often, we believe that in order to live a truly fulfilling life we must achieve some great act or grand feat that will put us on the front covers of magazines and newspapers. Nothing could be further from the truth. A meaningful life is made up of series of daily acts of decency and kindness, which, ironically, add up to something truly great over the course of lifetime...

Everyone who enters your life has a lesson to teach and a story to tell. Every person you pass during the moments that make up your days represents an opportunity to show a little more of the compassion and courtesy that defines your humanity. Why not start being more of the person you truly are during your days and doing what you can to enrich the world around you? In my mind, if you make even one person smile during your day or brighten the mood of even one stranger, your day has been a worth while one. Kindness, quite simply, is the rent we must pay for the space we occupy on this planet…

Become more creative in the ways you show compassion to strangers. Paying the toll for the person in the car behind you, offering your seat on the subway to someone in need and being first one to say hello are great places to start...

So try being kind to a stranger, every day…

__________________________ Robin Sharma


Story Goes like this…

After a long day at work… well in Teradata if you work continuously from 9-6 then indeed it’s a long long day for you… So after the long day of work I dumped my lappy in my locker and rushed outta office … was waiting for my Borivali bus to come down… Was in no mood to talk or converse with anyone… So was just giving a casual smile to those I knew who were also waiting for the Teradata bus… Was I talking on cell phone?… Good question…people who know me well will definitely debate over the fact as to why was I not having any conversation over the phone even though my office hours were over… Yeah guys its true… that day wasn’t really in the mood to talk to anyone over the phone… Hey stop … Don’t come over to meet me after listening to this… its not that I have said ‘Mujhe-dawa-nahi-duwa-ki-jarurat-hai’… I am fine guys… its just a silly phase I am going through…

After waiting for 15 mins finally Teradata bus for Borivali came up… I rushed to catch my favorite window seat… well second last row, window seat is my favorite seat… hehe… When we were getting in the driver said this isn’t borivali bus but Thane bus… I was a little disappointed… while I as getting off the bus I suddenly said ‘damn borivali bus is always late’ … a guy besides me .. a total stranger thought I am telling him… He replied saying.. ‘ You are right’… I gave him the look that said ‘Do-I-Know-You’ … he was this tall dark guy… jisse dekhke koi bhi bol dega… ‘South Indian hai’ … (Not that I have anything against south Indians… I too belong to the same clan)… so to him I just replied with a casual smile… then he started talking to me as if he knows me for ages… and in my mind I was like … ‘I-am-not-interested’ … Started praying for my bus to arrive…

Finally my bus arrived… I got in and landed on my fav seat… Normally I don’t talk to anyone while traveling.. Either I read some book…. Or listen to some relaxing music on my I-pod… Or just watch people outside the window… And my agenda was not gonna change that day too… But to my surprise that guy came and sat besides me and said a loud ‘HI’ … I gave him the look .. ‘No-Not-Again-Please’ … But suddenly Robin Sharma’s voice came as aakaashwaani to me ‘Be Good to a Stranger, Each day’ …

So to his loud ‘Hi’ I replied with an equally soft ‘Hi’ and started looking out of the window… Then started the conversation that did not end till I reached Borivali…

Stranger: So, you are new in Teradata

Me: Not really, it’s been 7 months (I said 7 months as if it’s since the dinosaurs were officially declared as extinct)

Stranger: Oh.. its been just 3 months ever since I joined Teradata.

Me : (Good for you) … Ohh that’s good… So I am your senior out here… (Again looked outta window)

Stranger: So you basically from Mumbai…

Me: Yup, officially belong to south Indian clan… but my parents moved to Mumbai 26 years back… (Was thinking why was I giving him the statistics)

Stranger: Oh that’s great… I have been in Mumbai since past 1 year now… Earlier I was in Cap Gemini…

Me: (Yo!…. That’s my dream company) … Good… Cap Gemini… So whats your total IT experience…

Stranger: 4 years… yours?

Me: 3.3 years … ( Damn we engineers get so specific with numbers… like... my kaamwaali’s age is 28.8 years )

Stranger : Cool… so here I am your senior… So which practice…

Me: Datastage and yours?

Stranger: Abinito …

After a short pause…

Stranger: Btw I am from Andhra Pradesh…

Me : Then how come you landed in Mumbai… Hyderabad is the place for u… (I know I was a lil blunt there)

Stranger : Well good question… But if I end up getting a job in Hyd then my parents will get me married off… and thts the last thing on my mind right now… and apart from that i love travelling...

Me: (Damn even guys run away from marriage) … Oh.. thts bad…

After the background check… I was a little comfortable talking to him… Then he started narrating me all the train fiascos he had when he first came down to Mumbai… he told me that he loved the word ‘ Sorry’ … and he always used that genuinely… once he went to a crowded market and he ended by saying ‘Sorry’ ‘Sorry’ ‘Sorry’ to all those he pushed due to the crowd… finally he realized in Mumbai ‘sorry’ didn’t mean anything… hehe… he was just on and on and on… in the entire bus all were sleeping.. only we were talking and laughing all over the place… he didn’t know hindi… suddenly he got an sms in hindi… he asked me to translate the same in English… damn that was an experience… translation did make the sms sound totally dull…

But must tell you that this stranger did make me laugh for 2 hours in the bus… While getting off all he said was … we are IT proffesionals… important kaam hamesha last main karte hai… just one last question… ‘Whats your name’… I replied saying…’Rashmi’…. He said…’Anil’… see you soon… and he departed…

Next day in office… I saw him sitting just 2 cubicles away from mine… we overlook so many people I felt… for the past 3 months someone was sitting 2 cubicles away from my project area…. But I never bothered to even look here or there… was too much involved with people I know I guess…

So Robin Sharma… it was good to be good to a stranger last week… indeed he interrupted my agenda of spending time with myself on my way back home… but he did spread laughter and some pakauu jokes for 2 hours… but did help me feel good…

Just helped me conclude that people from outta Mumbai are really innocent people… His innocence was something I noticed… in his words … in his few experiences in Mumbai… made me feel indeed innocence is a bliss …

______________________________Rashmi (24th Oct,2010)

Fear is Contagious… And so is Faith

Joel and Victoria Osteen

Fear is Contagious… So is Faith… (Inspired by Joel Osteen's Sermon)

Lets start with Something funny…


There was this old country farmer who took his nephew for camping… His nephew was the smartest kid alive… In the middle of the night the farmer asked his nephew… ‘Look up what do u see?’… Nephew replied, ‘I see millions of stars’… Farmer replied, ‘I know that but what does that tell you?’… Nephew replied, ‘Astronomically that tells me there are billions of galaxies… Theologically that tells me God is a great creator…What does that tell you?’ … The farmer replied…’That tells me… someone stole our tent’… Lol…


Throughout the day we have the choice to believe that the day is gonna be great… the day is going to bring us lotta joy…that god is in control… or just be worried … expecting the worst… wondering if we are gonna make it… I hear people say… ‘I am afraid I will loose my job’… ‘I am afraid my marriage will not last for long’ … ‘I am afraid my child might mingle with wrong crowd’… they don’t realize it but they are choosing fear instead of faith…


There is something in common about fear and faith… both tell us to strongly believe in something that is unseen… That pain in your stomach ….fear will say that same pain killed your grandmother… faith will say no pain is permanent … you will get over it soon…


Today all are acting like worried people… All are worried about the economy… All are worried about their health… All are worried about their family… But you can use the same energy to believe instead of worrying… it takes the same energy to believe… that it takes to worry… it takes the same amount of energy to say ‘I am not going to be laid off ‘ as it takes to say, ‘ I think I will be laid off’ … but you may argue saying Rashmi what if I keep saying that I wont be laid off but I do get laid off someday… what’s the use… my answer is what if you don’t get laid off... and even if you do… quit saying yes i thought as much.. i knew i would be laid off... my worry has come to pass... no... remember that when one door closes god will open an another door… a better door… with better finances… you will be left better off than what you were before… to get the new … you need to leave the old…


There was this young couple who were blessed with an amazing kid Jonathan… When Jonathan was just 1 year old he was really quite and a bliss to be around… one of the neighbors’ told Jonathans father John… its good to see Jonathan all nice today but wait till he turns 2… the 2 years are terrible… terrible 2 will soon begin… John just replied saying… Thanks for the encouragement … then he looked at his wife and said I am not letting those words sink into my mind… Jonathan turned 2… instead of a terrible 2 he was a terrific 2… then people told him… let him become a teenager… he will be a nuisance… but all throughout his teenage days Jonathan was a good child… then people told John… wait till he hits his 18… he will be rebellious… But Jonathan grew up to be an obedient good boy… John just told his wife.. Let him hit his 25…. Let him hit is 40…. Let him hit his 75… people will keep saying discouraging words… it’s on us to dwell in the worry or instead of that speak faith filled words to our kids… And Jonathan grew up to be a very good child… not like the ones people thought he would be…


At times we have people around who keep talking negative... who keep complaining how life is miserable… How bad their finances is … trust me… fear is contagious … worry is contagious… so be careful from people like them… what you got to do… go find some new friends… you need not be rude to them… you need not run away from them… But u need to pull away from such people slowly… Now don’t get up tomorrow and go to them and say that ‘hey you are contagious … I can’t talk to you anymore’… no do that tactfully and please avoid taking my name please… I want to live for some more time… (lol)… you may have some co-worker who is always complaining… Of course there are people in you life who are like that but they cant be avoided... maybe they are your closest friends… or he is your husband… or she is your wife… you cant run away from these people… with them all you got to do is listen to them… then surely go and take heavy doses of faith filled words.. Negativity, worry, fears are all contagious my dear … and if you are not careful you will be victim to that due to people around you…


I know fear is contagious, but the good news is faith is contagious, victory is contagious, joy is also contagious, hope is contagious, and peace is contagious. Hence be around faith filled people… Be around people who love to spread joy…


I know this lady who always had this fear that some burglar will break down their house someday… once a week she would tell her husband at the middle of the night to go check if someone is downstairs saying she has heard some noise… maybe it’s the burglar… poor husband would go down just to tell her there is no one around… this went on for many years… one night as always she heard some noise and asked her husband to go down and check … her husband went at ease … as it was his routine… but when he reached downstairs he was shocked to see the burglar… Burglar asked him to give all his valuables… and he did that… as the burglar was about to leave the husband told the burglar,’Hey hold on… Please wait… you should come upstairs and meet my wife… she has been expecting you since past 30 years’ … ;)


There was a colleague of mine Mr.X (Security reasons you see… Cant disclose the name) came one day in the morning… he had just not combed his hair… When he entered the cubicle one of our co-workers told him ‘Hey you ok… you look pale’… X replied saying,’ No I am fine’ … he was indeed fine… then some other person met him after some time and said,’hey man you look terrible… You feeling ok’ … X again replied… yeah I am fine… then a third co-worker told him, ‘Dude, you look sloshed’ … Now X thought if all are saying maybe I am not looking all that great… maybe I am looking pale… then the fourth co-worker came up and told him, ‘Are you down with fever or something’ … X replied saying,’Yeah many people have been saying since morning… maybe I will soon catch up fever’… And guess what… by 10 AM; X was outta office to meet his doctor… Lol


What you got from this… quit listening to sad voices… quit listening to words of fear… words that will beat you down… start your day right… don’t start your day with reading a newspaper with disasterous news… I am all for being acquainted with breaking news as they say… but with technology just flourishing we get to listen to all these sad news in various forms, packaged in different ways… start your day right… with right words…. With right people …. Happy go lucky people… And you will see the change in your life… as I said Joy is contagious… so take attempts to talk to people who are always happy … who are always smiling… who are always laughing… (don’t get ideas… such people may look crazy) …. But then its better than being around people who think life as doom and gloom … Right ;)


Cheers,
Rashmi

Expectations = = 0

If (Expectations = = 0)
Then Life = 'Fun'
Else  Life = 'Hell'

Eureka Eureka Eureka!!!!

Finally I made one sensible piece of code after being 3.3 years which implies 27 months in Corporate… Cool… for a change I am getting good with numbers too today … ;)

Even if you have landed on earth just 15 minutes back you would have felt this feeling of ‘Expecting’… It’s normal… Natural feeling hai… darne ki koi baat nahi …

If you want to know the typical categorization of this word… it has 2 types…


a. Realistic Expectations…
b. Unrealistic Expectations…

For example :

I am dumb – Realistic Expectation
I will someday act sane – Unrealistic Expectation

Don’t be scared… Won’t make this blog sound like some Software Engineering Class… ;)

Expectations… You hear people say…

“I expected a promotion this year”
That’s ok… Recession you see….

“I expected my boyfriend to marry me”
That’s ok … You need to give life another chance…

“I expected an onsite this year… But didn’t get one”
Whattttttttttttt…. Why didn’t you tell us about it…? Ohh poor soul… God can be real cruel at times… lolzz

: ) … Time to get serious… Somebody start the stop watch please… I can’t be in this serious mode for more than 10 minutes… Tats not good for my health… don’t give me those looks… It’s not me this time please… but my doctor said so…

Phew… Where was I … yeah… Expectations… Its so natural to expect from our loved ones… to always be good to us… always be there for us… never disappoint us… but what if something goes wrong in their lives… what if they are going through a mess… and they cant be there for us all the while… would you blame them for not being around when you are in need… when you need a shoulder to cry…

Or maybe your loved ones have some thing in their personality that irritates you… You try to change them … maybe they change for few days and they get back to their old ways…. Which leaves you irritated again… you expect them to fit into your box… perfectly… but what if God has made them this way… Maybe your partner is not expressive… Maybe he has never seen his parents express love… hence for him/her not expressing is normal… That does not make him/her a bad person…

Give your loved ones some room to be humans… give them grace to make mistakes… give them some space to know that you love them despite their immense flaws… give them the acceptance by not expecting way too much which they do not even have in them to give you…

Sure there are times of confrontation where in you can say what upsets you… maybe they will change with time... but even if they don’t change… even if they go back to their old ways … you got to go change your focus… your partner may not be as romantic as XYX’s husband but maybe he is a responsible guy… maybe he is a family guy… maybe XYZ’s husband lacks these qualities…

Quit being judgemental… life is too short to keep judging people… if you keep doing so… you will find short of time to love them…

Dingggggggg Donggggggg !!!! … Stop Watch just reminds me that 10 mins are done…. ;)

Phew bahut gyaan bharri baatien hogayii naaa…

So ladies and gentlemen, Expectations = 0 is my mantra from now on… I “EXPECT” that I abide by this mantra … ;) … hehe…

Cheers,
Rashmi

Seedhee Baat... Only Bakwaass.... ;)

Seedhee Baat... Only Bakwaass....

Once upon a time… nahh… Chuck it… let me not start this blog with the typical grandmother style story… So kids, youngsters and all oldies who are on their death bed with the last wish to read my latest write… damn do u think reading my blog will give you a direct ticket to heaven or something… I know it’s a torture to bear my writes… with my grammar falling all over the place… But I guess you got to blame my English teacher back in school for being oh so good looking… ;)

Well … “Rat Race” …(Seedhe Baat… Only Bakwaas…)… that’s the topic … that’s the agenda for this blog… Back off people… oh you victors who have already traveled half the globe and have already shaken hands with Obama… as this blog will sound like a total crap for you guys ;)

‘As life progresses, you need to get serious “THEY” say’… hmm… By “THEY” I do not mean some great serious writers whose book titles will itself put you off to sleep… By ‘THEY’ I mean people who are bearing me since my birth… people with whom I share my genes… people whom I blame for my good looks ;) (Stop laughing dude) … people with whom maybe my blood group also matches ;)… my family… ;)

When I look back today… I guess I have always taken life too seriously… what… does that help? Nahhhh…

1. Engineering… I know … officially nothing serious about it… ‘Engineer’… this word itself sounds like joke to me today… Was oh so serious in those 4 years… ‘Rashmi loves studies’ … benches of my class read… No no I am not kidding… Contact my friends for reality check … but can’t really blame them … Wish 3-Idiots was released on the auspicious day when I decided to be an Engineer… Damnn Rajumar Hirani I guess…Wish you had read ‘Five point someone’ a lil sooner ;) ... or maybe i can blame Chetan Bagat for writing this book soooo lateeee...

2. LnT Fiasco… Carrier … Tried taking that too… way too seriously… I had joined the gang called “Workaholics” … The types who are the only ones spotted 12 at midnight with laptop… The types who have taken a total of 5 (I am bad with numbers) not 5 but 4 holidays since July 2007…. Types for who Monday is no more a scary day… Types who send out office mails every weekend religiously... Types who do not care of month end salary day… who do not care how much salary is credited into their account… In short I loved working…

If they had a record for the number of promises broken with my loved ones, my picture would be in the Guiness Book . Front cover . Full color. Sacchi Mucchi…

PS - … Mind you, but i wasnt of types who would laugh at every stupid joke of their bosses in the conference room… I never found his joke funny… Even a funeral was funnier than his jokes…

So dekhaa dekhaaa…. Life ko serious leke kya ukhaaadd liya mainee.. Nothing… absolutely nothing… So now I live life one day at a time…

I am just 25 and have quite some years before I crash into hell (What… Heaven…for me.. hehe.. Please convince Mr.Lord… he just does not take me seriously)

But even when I look back today as an outsider into ‘My Life’… all I see is its filled with laughs, tears, disappointments, pain and joy… Mine is not “THE” story… it’s a simple one and will see its last one day soon…

What’s the fun in having a life which can be taken as a “Research Project” by the white people… and being flashed on BBC someday…and maybe in the "History Channel" which my great grandchildern can watch... I don’t want any complications… No intense heart breaking moments that would even give complex to Dedvas (Or Paro maybe) … No villain in my story who comes in the climax scene and I emerge out as the victor… nahh…. So cheesy …

What I want my story to be… Huh… Good Question…

I just want my story to be like back to back 10 seasons of F.R.I.E.N.D.S … a little light comedy… A little tears here and there …. Lots of laughs… Lots of hugs…. Lots of smiles… A sweet story with no villains around… Maybe the CEO of Microsoft won’t know me but my neighbor thinks that I am a-nice-girl… Just want to be content to have a home full of laughs, stumbling kids, satisfied parents and a husband who can tolerate me (Well am I tolerable… you got to be kidding ;))

What are you asking… Am I “Un-ambitious” … if a word like that exists … not sure… will have to contact Mr. Dictionary … I know this word has no meaning in today’s world… Some will think I am a coward who is scared to enter their Rat Race… Some may comment that I lack the passion and am devoid of what they call 'The Go-Getter' spirit… One who wasted an engineering seat… C’mon… has mercy on me now… Oh you Victors… ;)

Indeed I have dreams, I live a new dream each day… But I don’t wanna join the gang of this fast rat race… wats the fun in reaching the top of the mountain so soon jst to realize that this was not your destination… or reach the top first … then wat next… jump from the top… lol

So in short I just want to have a good time. Or as Jim Carrey would say ,

A "Gooooooooooooooooooooodd!!" Life.

PS – For all those participating in the rat race… thanks for stopping by… I know you have already contacted Osama to deal with me after reading this blog… but you see I am too busy to meet him right now and my laptop battery is also nearing death… So you guys...enjoy your ‘Hurry Om Hurry’ life. As for me I am too busy enjoying each moment of my simple life… And if you think why the hell you had to read this… go back to the title of this blog ;)

Cheers,
Rashmi

I See Lot of People

I See Lot of People

Everywhere every sphere
Of earth
I see lot of people

But the biggest victim
Of isolation
I see lot of people

Worried about their luck
Unhappy
I see lot of people

But (more) unhappy about the luck
Of others
I see lot of people

Self obsessed
Self centered
I see lot of people

But wearing a mask
Of a family person
I see lot of people

Searching for love
With hollow hearts
I see lot of people

But blinded with lust
All set to marry
I see lot of people

Aware of the valuable time
Of themselves
I see lot of people

But misusing the time
Of others
I see lot of people

Running life’s race
Busy
I see lot of people

But only to reach dead end
Eventually
I see lot of people

Talking of life
Philosophy
I see lot of people

But living their own words
Walking their own talk
I see none of people

____________________ Rashmi (16th Oct 2010)

Lazy Sunday Morning....Yawwnn !!!

Lazy Sundayyy Morninggggggggg.... Yawwnnn !!!

Ladies and gentlemen, Lazy Sunday morning… For a change I decided to bring my commitment to reality… A commitment I made when dinosaurs were as real as the fact that I will turn 25 soon ;)… or maybe the commitment made when Anupam Kher wasn’t bald…I know that’s the Hyperbole (Remember a type of figure of speech we learnt back in school… people who concentrated on English grammar rather than the English teacher will definitely re collect)…. Point is “Main ek baar jo commitment kari hun tho khud ki bhi nahi sunti” … hehe… ;) (Sorry guys… “Wanted” ki fan hun )

So where was I… yeah commitment crap… had decided to go for Morning Walk at 5AM… I know half of you have already reached your terrace to commit suicide after listening to my commitment… but main bhi insaan hun… uthh sakti hun jaldi… ;) … So me and my friend decided to give this a shot… and I ws up at 5 AM… My bed was hypnotizing me by saying… “Come back here… your dreams wll take you to places you haven’t even dreamed about”…Damnn I rejected all those mesmerizing thoughts by reminding myself “I will get lotta time to sleep once I am dead”… If you think that’s a pretty intelligent thing I said to myself … that too 5AM in the morning… Then hold on… I read it somewhere…Robin sharma maybe… Now appreciate my honesty ;) …

But Damn women… My friend gave me taang… can you imagine…I was up at 5AM that too on a Sunday morning… aaj kal tho commitment ka zamaana hi nahi raha ... What did I do next… don’t get ideas…. I ws annoyed … Changed and and… sorry didn’t go for a walk… raced towards my bed and reminded my bed to take me back to my dreams… and transfer me to places I haven’t even dreamed off… lol…

With nothing better on TV, I decided lets do something I haven’t done since ages… hmm…. Having some real conversations with myself… stop laughing… I know the deepest conversation knowing the kinda person I am should be “ Is 2+2 =4 or 5”…. Mann am damn bad with numbers… and this one question has always haunted me… guys suggestions will always be entertained… answer is either 4 or 5 this I am very sure since past 15 years… ;) (Considering the fact that I rejected the option of the answer being 6 or 7 when I was 19)…. Oh so proud I was of myself on that day ;)

I keep drifting from the topic… yeah abt deep conversations with myself… after Robin Sharmas gyaan early morning that struck me like the fact that I wll be 25 soon (sorry am not able to get over this fact ) … “I will get lotta time to sleep once I am dead” … Death…. Yeahh this was the topic for my Sunday Morning…

Death… Moment when life ends they say… by THEY I don’t mean some researcher in US… its not that complicated an issue to be taken to the white people… considering the fact that I am still alive… even though many have tried to end my life after reading my poems ;) …

I am not sure if I will go to heaven (Considering the fact that I am an engineer)… or a direct ticket to hell is awaiting for me (Considering the fact that I am still an engineer by profession when I did get 3 years to change my stream) … Don’t even know if heaven and hell exists… But Bible says it does… so no argument on that topic ;) (Kuch baaton main sarcasm nahi ghusaana chahiye )

But the fact remains that I am gonna die someday, maybe it happens when I am having my fav pizza… (just hope and pray that it happens when I have finished my last bite… mamma says its not good to waste food… and I don’t want to give God a chance to throw me to hell for such a silly reason… yeah if He decides to send me there for pushing my kaamwalli from my balcony I don’t mind… damnn she stole my brand new I pod… and considering the fact that Indian moms love their kaamwaalis more than their kids I knew that I had to do deal with this myself ) …

PS: How I know my kaamwaali stole my I-Pod… she was singing “One Love” while washing clothes… and this song was there in the track list…

Death- It would be like I am walking on a road… all happy… and suddenly I come across the dead end… Suddenly my busy schedule will be nullified… my priorities (So called stupid priorities ) … wll be reversed… No movies, No work, No carrier, No fights, No relationship, No Future Plans, No Friends, No money, No flat in Hiranandani, No Car loans, No Home loans, No marriage plans, No nothing… All that will come to my mind that moment will be what I have done so far… my deeds…

That will be the moment when I can no longer say “I do what I love to do… “ … For sure dying is not my hobby people… But love it or no I would be gone that moment… First time things will not be in my control… If I imagine what I will be feeling that day… that very moment… Maybe I will feel guilty for the people I have hurt, Maybe I will be happy for the smiles I spread, Maybe sad of oh those moments I should have told mom I loved her like crazy, (Always thought will tell her someday)… maybe will regret why I couldn’t accept someone as someone accepted me the way I was, Maybe will remember the happy moments I spent with my friends… Also those moments I cried with them… Or maybe I wll be heart broken thinking that I could have been a better daughter… better sister… better partner… better friend…

While I am alive I can ignore my deeds, my mistakes… can run away after making a mistake… can ignore the fact that I am not giving enof time to my family… can give reasons that I am drowned with responsibilities …. Hence I have no time to live… no time to love… no time to care abt pity matters like my parents are waiting for dinner while I am busy at work…

But these very things will fall on my face on the very moment I am about to die… Will my oh so great future plans even matter at that moment … God will be laughing on my face if I give him these reasons… ;) (No doubt he always laughs at my future plans)

All the fake securities I have built around me to secure my future… be it new flat… my bank balance…. None of these things can secure me when the moment to die comes my way...

Don’t get confused people… Main tho bass aiwe hii soch rahi thii… kuch aur kaam jo nahi thaa Sunday morning… So if you are getting any suicidal thoughts after reading this blog… and for those who have already jumped off their balcony and those who are on their way to the hospital.. don’t blame me to put you through all this.. blame my frined who made me wake up at 5AM ;) … Whatttttttttt… you want her name and address…. Nahh… Forgiveness naam ki jo cheeez hoti hai naa … I follow it once in a year … and quota for this year is over today… ;) … so aap bhi usse maaf kar do ;)

And before I go back and make my Sunday special breakfast ( Omlettle Toast ) … Wish you happyyy Sundayy… Pheww… “Happy New Day” hai jeee… Bhul gayee ;)


Cheers,
Rashmi (03rd October,2010)

Gossh... I will be 25 ;)

Oh My God !!! (The F.R.I.E.N.D.S style)…….I will be 25 ;)

Must admit guys, my last 6 months in my new job has been my honeymoon period… Now I wonder what the hell was I thinking when I spent my glorious years… my life from the age of 21- 24 with my laptop in *** (Shhhhh… Cant reveal the name of my old company here… No rocket science … you guys can guess it though :P)

Back then,

My life was dedicated to work… I used to feel oh so proud working from 8AM to 12 at night… felt like I won the gold medal when I reached home at 12 at night and again would on my lappy to co-ordinate with my onsite counter parts… if ever I reached home by 9 PM… my brother would ask, “Half Day today?” ;) lol… Looking at the new serious me … working even on the weekends my mother asked me if I was actually nuts, or only looked like one ;)

On my 22nd birthday, wow… can u imagine where I spent most of my time… when my company had an amazing feature ‘Special Day Off’ (Holidays on ur birthday and anniversary) … well yes… I know… even I almost yelled real hard when I heard this rule for the first time… ;) … little did I know that I would end up working even on my birthday… Where in my parents were waiting with my moms fav choclate cake… well they knew me so well… they knew I would be late as always so might as well get something which they can enjoy ;)

And if all this is a chocolate cake, then the cherry on the cake was getting a call from my onsite team lead late at night to start with “Has the latest code been uploaded” instead of “Happy Birthday” or a courtesy “Hello” ;)…. (Insaaniyat ka zamaanaa hi nahi raha hai )

And now I know I am gonna turn 25 by the end of this year…. I even prayed last week that I know it’s difficult for God to answer all my prayers…. (As most of my prayer request would even make Virus of 3 Idiots laugh)… but this time I did give God 2 choice’s…

1… Help me sell Shampoo to Anupam Kher
2. Help me rewind my past 3 years…

There was a long pause …. Then God asked me when do I want to meet Anupam Kher for the shampoo deal… damnnn…

Turning 25 is so weird… One moment you are 24, and before you can finish the last bite of your fav pizzaa.. you turn 25 ;) … And by the next 5 year plan of our dear mr.government… you will be 30… Damn Damn Damn ;)

You know that you are 25 when your mom starts telling you… tell me if you have someone in your life… or should we find the one for you… mann the scariest question a girl has to face is this… You soon realize that marriage and kids are on the charts…

Now I wonder gone are the days when I thought choosing between 2 equally reputed engineering college was like solving some da vinci code… But naahh… Now I need to wake up to the fact that choosing a life partner is a decision as huge as Jupiter. And I need to find a guy who is happily excited to have a goofy girl like me in his life ;)

I mean, how do you know who is the ‘right’ person to share a life with, or, as they say, marry? Maybe I have let down many guys, but nobody understands that my own heart too looks like it was crossing a road and a truck hit it right where it hurts ;)… People, including those the closest to me, may dismiss it as a ‘Oh-it-happens-to-everybody’ , but I have had my share of dark clouds and I think I need to move someone to the center of my world (Right now , I got God.. my parents… my brother and my friends there) and build my life around it , make people happy , create a good life for everybody , you know , the filmi style… rainbows and butterflies . But before that, I need to decide who that person is, and that makes all my college exams look like little walks in a park...

It is easy to have coffee-movie-pizza thing with friends who are guys… But now I need to find a guy whom I understand and who understands me (Real me that is)… damn I am not funny always… stop laughing… I am serious ;) …. So where was I… yeahh understanding fiasco… so I need to find a guy who can decide much more than which pizza to order… And finding one is not easy… knowing that guys are not at all direct… complicated… way too fast… and have a secret shell always… ;)

You know this time I just asked God for a simple request… I asked Him to help me find this guy who is understanding… who is matured… who is a homely guy at the same time serious about his work… who would love me unconditionally… You know what God said… After THE long pause… he said.. “Let me re-consider your earlier prayer request of rewinding your life by 3 years… that should be easier…. “…. LOL… (Maybe the “Loving Unconditionally” thing drove Him nuts) …

Well if you know me well enof you know I can go on and on…. But its Saturday night…. and my mother is already staring me since past 10 minutes what the hell am I penning down with a smile… Before she thinks I have lost it completely let me sign off…

Cheers,
Rashmi _____________ (02nd Oct,2010)

Hurry Hurry Hurry… Hurry Om Hurry… ;)

Hey All,

Hope you are not in hurry atleast today… if Yes… Then on the top right corner click the Close button… ;) … if no then you rock… please proceed ;)

Hurry Hurry Hurry… Hurry Om Hurry… ;)

This world is in hurry you know,
I keep wondering why it is so,
Ah! Guess they have taken 2012 to heart,
Hence the panic, hence the dart…

Getting off the plane is what I love,
Well one I get to smuggle flight magazines somehow,
Thts one of the reasons mind you,
But the interesting parts starts, whats tht… do you have a clue…

People jumping off their seats you see and more,
You hear… ‘Watch it; will you pull off your suitcase off my toe?
Cell phones on… ‘Whatttttttttt… you haven’t sent the car yet’?
Makes me feel, maybe they got a meeting with the PM direct…

Enjoying this drama, as I lie in my seat,
Watching people stand on each others feet,
I wonder, ‘God… Jaldi kya hai boss’,
Maybe this plane blows up in 2 mins… Oh the loss ;) ….(Maybe I missed that announcement ;) )

PS: Plane scene ends… now lets screw the day to day scene…

Guy driving the White Linea wants to rush to office,
Hence the overtaking stunt… in so much ease…

PS: Loads of practice goes behind that stunt people …

Students in hurry reading the chapters one min before the exam,
Maybe this one answer will help them clear, hence the rush damn…

PS: Last chapter you read always ends up coming in the paper ;)

My boss in hurry to get the report,
Waiter at pizza hut in hurry to serve table number 5,
People sitting in table no 5 in hurry to eat,
At boarding gate people in hurry to get onto the plane,
When it lands, they are in hurry to get out of it...

PS : All are in the hurry to get somewhere, Few wanna enjoy the moment, very few dare…

Maybe these people know where they wanna go,
And hence they wanna get there really fast or so,
They maybe focused people, achievers you can say,
Desh ko aage badhaane walle log in all possible way … (LOL)

PS: you never know you might see these people someday on NDTV shaking hands with white people ;)

Or maybe I am a slow girl,
Who loves to get up each morning with a smile,
Who loves listening to music when she’s going to work,
Who thinks workplace need not be a serious zone,
Who loves to write about just anything which may interest nobody,
Who can switch from being fun loving to be serious at meetings,
Who thinks life also continues once you shut down your laptops,
Who does not wait for weekends to party, each day is day to party,
Who loves to laugh and cry whenever she feels like ( Who loves to wear a mask),
Who believes its best to be real… and live and do what you WANT to do,
Who has no interest in the world who wants to reach the stars,
Who has no interest in being in ‘Know it all’ types,
Who believes its imp to know yourself first, you do that... more than 50% battle is won…

PS: You see, I don't have a problem with the 'wanting to achieve things' thing. But what I don't understand is that why hurry ? Jaldi kya hai . Kidhar jaana hai ? I mean , life is not in the future . Life is now. This moment…

I have lived this ‘Hurry Om Hurry’ life long back,
People told me you do it, happiness you will get in stack,
I believed those jerks, and I landed being an engineer,
Now...Dying with a laptop is all that I fear… ;)

PS: This world defined happiness to me this way… mannn I could have told them ‘ You got to be kidding long back’… but I love giving it a try… I did give it a shot… how… go on and read…

Back in school people told me,
Happiness is getting 90% or more in boards,
I wasted my one long year to reach that weird figure,
Then people said that’s not it… (Liars i thought... )

Happiness is in being an engineer,
Like that’s a direct ticket to heaven or something,
But fool I was, I believed them all over again,
Became an engineer, c’mon stop laughing (Insaan hun main galti ho jaati hai)

Then the ‘Know it all’ said,
Journey is long, happiness is in working in top company,
I, being a fool religiously, got a job, was oh so proud, (yeah yeah control your laughs please)
Thought now I will get to know what happiness is all about….

Slogged slogged slogged…
Waited waited waited…
Happiness was no where to be seen,
Yes, laptop and my cubicle became my best friends… (Was this the happiness they were talking about, damnn)

Then the great people told me,
Happiness is going onsite… maybe US is the target,
And printing notes in dollars,
Guess the reasearches in US may have told them this happiness secret…

PS: Fir ghanti bajiii… I asked them…. Are u sure… sacchi muchii.. pakka.. Confirmed… this will give me happiness… (Finally my sarcasm i took seriously... and i quit listening to this world)

I quit my crazy job,
I rejected the onsite,
I accepted my new job (less work load mann)
And you know what… Now I am Really Happy…

 __________________________Rashmi (02nd Oct, 2010)


PS : So ladies and gentlemen, Untill now the world had been telling me what to do… those were the people who themselves didn’t know where they want to be… then how can they tell you how to get there…

Now I know happiness is not something you need to achieve… its something you feel.. deep down.. you need not crack CAT… need not goto IIM… need not earn 10+K ka package… Happiness is like you celebrate ‘Happy New Day’ each day.. rather than the once a year ‘Happy new year’…

You know what is happiness for me… For me happiness is just being ME… Nothing more nothing less… And to be happy I need not achieve anything as to be happy not much is needed… Some nice music with a cheese burger shuld be just fine ;)


Love you all...

Cheers,
Rashmi