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600+ pages

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Happy Ambedkar Jayanti. Its a gazetted holiday. Mostly everyone is enjoying their siesta at home on this mid-week chutti.

And I’m wading through 600+ pages of documents. Life is bloody unfair.

My conference this evening has been simply adjourned postponed to tomorrow. I don’t even feel like studying the documents now. But if I don’t do it now, I’m sooooo going to repent tomorrow. I need to get back to wading through those 600+pages of documents. Like I said life is unfair. The boss has also not come though he’s been announcing he’s going to be coming today.

Ok enough procrastination. I royally need to get down to those 600+ pages of documents now. I’m going to be cross-eyed. I demand combat pay fo9r getting cross eyed. As you must have figured, I’m writing this post just so I want have to study those 600+ pages. Can I not outsource my work? I need a junior whom I can bully. My juniors say I’m an easy senior since I don’t usually kick ass so when I do kick ass they know its something earth-shattering. In our team, I’m like the ‘dad’ who raises his voice only when its something major. My colleague is the ‘mom’ who pulls them up as and when required.

So I am now going to get back to my back-breaking donkey work and you’l be seeing a cross-eyed me next time. Ok fine I’m getting back to my 600+ pages now (I stopped paginating after I crossed 600).


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April 14, 2010 at 3:55 pm

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In the past when there has been a blast, I have mourned all those who died though they were strangers to me.

However, two people who died in the German Bakery blasts were people I knew – the brother (Ankit Dhar) & sister (Anindyee Dhar) from Calcutta. I don’t say that I knew them very well, but I did know them. They stayed close to my house and I’d see them every now and then when I went home and we’d exchange a “Ki cholche?” (Wassup).

Its sad that they died an innocent death on an evening out and the cowards who did this are hiding while our authorities are busy shifting the blame. Its sad that this happened in a place which I would frequently visit when I studied in Pune. Its sad because one of my close friends who was in Pune on work visited German Bakery exactly twenty four hours before the blast. Its sad because we again have no answers. Its sad because these blasts will happen again and again innocent people will die while the authorities are busy passing the buck.

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February 16, 2010 at 6:39 pm

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No, Arjun and me did not have a fight to begin with.

Just that the firm with which I work has been merged with another firm.

One of our major worries is that we’r the most unconcerned office folks ever. The only make-up which we do use on a regular basis – sunscreen, kajal & lipgloss (if we’r going for a meeting). We just about manage to keep ourselves looking presentable. We’r not shabby, but we’r not really particular about our dressing. We ask each other what’s the ocassion if someone wears something new. Most people in corporate firms are very tip-top – the warpaint & the blow-dried hair & the 4 inch heels – the works basically.

We were just having a major roundtable discussion on how we will need to hold our own with our new colleagues, which means getting up an hour earlier to don the warpaint & blowdry the hair (whatever little I have left). I need to dig out the old stuff which I had bought/ got during my marriage. Arjun wants to know what goop I’v put on my face on the red-letter day that I do wear any.  Aiiyyyooo…I’l need to learn how to start applying eye-liner & masacara and other stuff which I barely know about. Hellppppppp!!!!!!!!

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October 8, 2009 at 3:29 pm

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Abhi to Main Jawaan Hoon

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I feel soooooooo old. Its  a bad bad thing when your the eldest among all cousins and the rest are all just about starting college and most are still in school. I feel soooo old when my 7 year old cousin asked me if I was born when ‘Yeh kaali kaali aankhen’ was around and when I replied in the affirmative, he looked so shocked.
 Another little kiddo is soon going to hostel and he tells me they have washing machines and tea/coffee vending machines in their hostel so he does not need to learn how to wash clothes or make chai/coffee/maggi and then tells me ‘Didi, aajkal hostels are also well-equipped, not pre-hisoric like when you stayed that you had no washing machine.
Prehistoric? And I was in hostel in 2001.
Another of my friends got asked by her 10 year old brother to help him with his school project and proceeded to instuct her on this wonderful site called ‘Wikipedia’. Simply type in what you want and you get everything. No need to look through 20 books to make a ten page project.
We still have a few years to go before we see the big ‘Three-Oh’.
Abhi to main jawaan hoon.

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July 21, 2009 at 7:08 am

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April 10, 2009 at 7:58 am

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So after my cribbing on my previous post about my weighty issues, Roohas got a few of us together and we have a new blog at Fitness Fervor. We’r going to be motivating each other so that finally gives someone the right to officially kick my butt when it comes to these issues 😛

On an aside, I just realized I am officially like all growed up (nope that’s not a typo) now. I have been married for almost two years now, my maid does not try to tell me how to do stuff anymore, I can cook and can call people over for dinner with about a day’s notice, I talk all growed-up stuff with my school friends when we meet like job security, work satisfaction, husbands, investments, family functions, maid problems (nope we DO NOT and WILL NOT discuss saas-bahu serials), upcoming marriages of friends, kids of friends who have had them, we check our diaries when we can meet up and schedule lunches/ coffees/ drinks/ din
ners, we ask “Are you busy/ Is this a good time?” when we call each other, we are used to our lunches/ coffees/ drinks/ dinners getting canceled at the last minutes cuz “Work has come up”, we plan our weekends at least 10 days advance, we got parlours and get facials/ pedicures/ manicures while reading the latest Cosmo, we have chairs with wheels (For me as a kid, they were the ultimate sign of office), we seriously discuss buying our own house.

Yup I’m all growed up now. It’s still sinking in. Sometimes I still feel like I am 6 years old especially when I go home, and I find that my favourite desert has been made and I lick the kadhai in which it was made with my fingers like I used to.

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March 28, 2009 at 8:06 am

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Bura Na Mano, Holi Haiiiiii

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Rang Barse Bheege Chunar Wali, Rang Barse
Are Kaine Maari Pichkaari Tori Bheegi Angiya
O Rangrasia Rangrasia, Ho
Rang Barse Bheege Chunar Wali, Rang Barse …

Sone Ki Thaali Main Jona Parosa
Are, Sone Ki Thaali Main Jona Parosa
Haan, Sone Ki Thaali Main Jona Parosa
Are, Khaye Gauri Ka Yaar Balam Tarse Rang Barse
Holi Hai!!!
O, Rang Barse Bheege Chunar Wali, Rang Barse …

Launga Ilaichi Ka, Are Launga Ilaichi Ka
Launga Ilaichi Ka? Haan
Are Launga Ilaichi Ka Beeda Lagaya
Haan, Launga Ilaichi Ka Beeda Lagaya
Chabe Gauri Ka Yaar, Balam Tarse
Holi Hai!!!
O, Rang Barse Bheege Chunar Wali, Rang Barse …

Are, Bela Chameli Ka Sez Bhichhaya
Bela Chameli Ka, Sez Bhichhaya
Are, Bela Chameli Ka Sez Bhichhaya
Haan, Bela Chameli Ka Sez Bhichhaya
Soye Gauri Ka Yaar, Balam Tarse
Holi Hai!!!
O, Rang Barse Bheege Chunar Wali, Rang Barse

The one day when were officially allowed to get dirty as kids. Forget us, even the parents used to get all dirty. We used to compete over who took more time to have a bath and whose skin was rubbed the most raw. Forget family bonding over dinner, family bonding while trying to colour one another and throwing water balloons at each other is even more fun. We used to fill up buckets with water balloons the week preceding Holi. When bogged down by exams, we used to throw buckets of water from the balcony.

Tomorrow, we’v invited a bunch of friends over for Holi. Arjun and me are now hunting for pichkaris (which don’t cost 500 bucks per piece and a dholak). We’v got the music, gujiyas and bhang in place.

On an aside, I felt a 7 month baby (still inside his/her mommy’s tummy) play football. Its awesome to feel the baby move and kick. I thought it would be weird but its just soooooooo awesome. And to watch the baby’s mature elder sister (all of three and a half years old) say “My chota baby. Move your hand. Only my chota baby”…..awwww.

Anyway happy holi folks. I don’t know if I’l be able to post till Monday cuz I’m headed to the Land of Mishti – CALCUTTA – on Friday morning :D. I’v been terrorising the office folks that I’m going to be giving them hourly updates of what I have eaten and they’v treatened to lynch me if I don’t get back some mishti for them 😛

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March 10, 2009 at 9:39 am

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