In d eye of a...

STORM.? you guessed wrong. Its TORNADO.!  (for d heck of a title)
Its been way too long since I scribbled here, well thanks to my j-o-b-s which has left me with no time to even scratch my bum..dudhffff... sighhh... and it continuessss...
Working for 120+(i lost count past 120) hours over past few days has made me realised that money is not everything but my fem superiors were !! Now I know how hard it is to concentarte on bloody workstation when your pair of auricles (ears i meant) are tuned to localized gossip station.
And someone said BANKING is hard.!?! agree, but INSURANCE is the hardest specially with females around, you better be insured for something.
As a matter of fact, I managed (corrected later as behaved) good when I was thrown in the midst of 'women @ work' and.. hmmm its tempting time for a cup of tea b4 I glorify the tackling of TORNADO.

P.S: May be continued.... 

pSyChic sElf

Sometimes, I cant get started

on things that I have to do. . . .

And my self-improvement efforts

fall short on follow-through.

Often,I get tunnel vision

and only see one side;

Many a time, I hide my feelings

behind that wall of pride.

when things start playing Rock n Roll

with playlist set to random;

I urge to have a ball. . . .

but sooner than later, I endup being stall.

As I continue to expose my psychic self, am onto the next stage of life's consciousness! So, are you?

PS: the book titles in the pic are not my concern but his gesture is...

1st few days..

of 2010 has kept me on my toes. Well, money being on top of the motivation list, I cant just stay away from work, can I!?! I wish I hit those six bloody lucky numbers and go on world trip for rest of my life. I know, it sounds like a figment of imagination.
Of late I got my temperory residency(hurreyyy!!!),a so called promotion as 3IC manager in disguise with a salary hike of 0.31$/hr. Now that is against racism and or discrimination. And yeah, I love this place and people here are not what they are as projected in desi media. I can hear you swearing at me under your breath but I can only say so much for now.
I will be back on this issue shortly, only to prove that we desi's are more racists.!
And also, as am a big time F1 fan, this years lineup is more promising than ever and am looking forward to see FORCE INDIA(& deepika padukone in red saree) on podium.

PS: Jai ho maa tujhe salaam onde maataram etc....

school memories...

Its already been a year since our reunion and I cut start (inaguration, I meant) the lines by saying "that day you kill the child in you, you are dead!"....
The one's I remember most vividly, the one's I enjoyed the most, regardless of anyone else's enjoyment or lack of it, one's that stood out from every other routine day for whatever reason... they aren't necessarily in cronological order, I've just written them down as they occur to me...

 Remembering my childhood, a favourite thought;

Those are where most of my memories are.

Friendship is all what we sought,

KHO-KHO n KABADDI for fun;

Science,Social,Maths were all what we were thought,

Languages n Poems for pun;

Now that we grew up, its all done;

I wish it did not have to end,

I just want to do it all over again!

These moments captured reminds me every now & then, that.... am as young as I was then, As young as my faith but only as old as your doubt!;  my reminiscent of school days contrasts with today's...

I dont draw or paint on papers anymore!

I dont act or sing on stages anymore!

Because for I believe that, old skills never die;

I just have to dust the cobwebs off once & a while.

With my thinking hat on I realised that, In my youth the days were short and the years were long. But, its vice versa now: Years short and days long! Adding to the fact is that years teach much which the days never knew. As I write this down, I am getting late for school... so I better get going..

Shirt tucked in, tie straight;

Shoes polished & socks white.

A quick prayer hiding from peetla's sight!

stand to attention and lead off from right....