Free Bird

My exams are finally over and I am a free bird now. So one hurdle crossed and I start work

Final Exam is here

Yes it seems finally after ages my exams are ending. I have my exam the day after and I feel i can breathe now. After all the struggle to concentrate on studies rater than all the good movies on television ( even bad movies appeared good).

I believe as one gets older it is hard to memorize, I am understanding what I am studying but finding it so hard to memorize. One of my colleague this morning commented "Bhudape ki study"  which meant you are studying in old age. Is it!??? am I that old? Well if you ask around , everyone is wondering, Why am I even bothered to study Law., after my graduation and post graduation. The common expression :  Enough is Enough ( Be Normal) . Its hard to challenge a typical North Indian (to be specific Punjabi) mindset.

Anyway, finally I think my detention will be coming to an end after Thursday when my exams get over and I get back to my normal life . And the best part college doesnt start before one month, so I am free, till  then . Honestly since the time my law classes have begun that is 18 October, my life has been upside down. I have not had one single sunday, all sundays there were 5 hour classes. And regular classes everyday with the bell of attendance ringing on our head. So no more running from office to college for few days.

I am looking forward to the coming days as there are some exciting trips planned and inshallah they should happen.

Okay now i get back to my family laws.....

Its Christmas and I have Exams!

I love Christmas! and its Christmas time

I went to a Convent School and every year this was a big festival. I use to love and enjoy it so much Come December and we use to decorate our class, the Christmas Party and good food and the winter break. And  the best Christmas after school was when I was in London, its was all together a new experience with the Christmas lights, mulled wine, minced pie, Christmas Markets, good clothes, Snow and Santa. Yes I believe in Santa that comes from Finland.

I like Christmas also because its time to say bye to the year, finally its coming to an end. Make sure you (year) are a history and dont repeat yourself.

Unfortunately there is no snow in Delhi but winters are here, its getting cold and with all the T.V. channels showing good movies. I just saw Bridget Jones Diary, Tourist and Infidel and  I have an exam on Monday. Yes my law semester exams. As you get old its hard to memorize. I think I was better at my office desk than at this study desk. Why when you so want to study there are a hundred things to distract you. All good movies, gossip and the second round of Big Meeting.

Well I totally forgot, we are having yet an another Big Meeting and yes this is too prestigious. And this is not because we are getting funding it is because our funding is getting over. This time it is 250 people from around the country.

For the first time my mom is saying dont study, I tell you theese parents are never sure what they want. All her life  (my mother) just wanted me to study, of all the years of harassment, nagging and scolding, now when I want to study she hates it. Strange!!

Gosh this writing is another distraction but I promise once I am done with my exams I will surely get back to writing more and regularly. After all I just got encouraged by Bridget Jones, she had a diary and I have a blog.

Conclusion to the Big Prestigious Meeting

So I am happy to inform that the Big Prestigious Meeting went very well. Infact its main objective one to form a network and two we got funding . 

But in all everyone was happy, the Boss was pleased and happy . He also treated us to some good food. and booze. I truly believe that it has to end well. if not then its not the end.. I got to meet some great personalities, listen to their experiences and now I truly think that it is not only for monetary purposes we did this meetign rather it was the need of the hour and my involvement was not of a mere event organiser, but there was lot of learning which means everything in life has a reason.

The BPM finally around the corner

So what started to be a small meeting with a group of few people have turned out to be a big meeting of 100 people. So 5 days to go, my boss offered us help today one he said take decisions and two he is given us two more people who will be working with us.

On one hand I have this crazy meeting and on the other I have my first semester exams. Which is an other big thing to handle in itself.

Bachelor's Party

Actually it was a spinster party . It was Smriti K's Bachelorette party, yes a party in the middle of the week. Booze, dance, tips, food, throwing up and hangovers. Any party is incomplete without one of the girls getting drunk, throwing up or passing out. It has always happened, and every time we girls make a determination 'promise I am not going to drink now'. But then what happens all of us know, it can be something sad that happened, a group of friends who

Coming back to the party, there were actually three brides to be, celebrating  their Bacholorette Party. One of them was my friend Smriti, yes both of us share the same name, she is exactly one month eleven days older than me. We live on the same street and our parents as well as grandparents were friends.

So the theme of the party was 'Dum Maro Dum' and we as in the friends were given Tshirts, the one with photos of God on them, total hippie style. So just when the party was about to begin and all the girls who had voluntarily taken up some task or the other to make it a successful party. The group in charge for booze realized that its a dry day. Yes sitting in the heart of Punjabi Land ( Punjabi Bagh) , when all of Delhi was celebrating Guru Nanak Jayanti , a group of girls were trying best to celebrate Babajis Birthday.

What do I want to say today?

Well I have lot to say, but just find it difficult to express myself.  As the days are passing and the big prestigious meeting is getting closer, there is more and more confusion happening. A lot goes between orders passed and getting work done. For those who are seniors find it easy to give commands, but a lot goes in getting work done. And then why do we forget that this world is not my fathers sweets shop where I can order and things will be done. 

Today I am in a better frame of mind, because I have realized that I  am responsible for my happiness and sadness and it is not a late realization.  The  fortune cookie told me 'Try mediation with your enemies'. So I did try  and after all whats the point of living with anger and resentment. Sometimes we know we are doing a mistake, but we still do them because at that point of time maybe that is giving us happiness. I know there are consequences later on , so never regret anything later on because what you regret today, is what you really wanted at one point of time. 

So no regrets what ever happened good or bad, it had to happen.  I believe in this and I believe in myself. 

The Big Grand Life

There is a story in everybody's life to be told. There are some pages of life we don't want to open.

Relationships are so complicated, where they start and where they end, no one knows. I some times fathom on how we form relations with unknown people, there are no rules, there is no set criteria and there is no type. Just when its over its called a mistake and when its successful ....... ( i dont have words)

This is my old habit of starting something and not finishing it. I give up half way! I dont have the patience of carrying it through. This is wrong I know, but what to do?

So the update on the meeting is that we finally have more money to spend, Boss just got some more funds, so now it will be a Grand Meeting.   And in this grand life and grand meeting, I am lot in my small World of thinking.

The Saturday, and the Big Prestigious Meeting

My professional life is revolving around this Big Prestigious Meeting, I have found some thing to write about and divert my mind. Some times writing can express more than you can say.

So it is a saturday and I am down with fever. Who is to be blamed, the bug going around the second floor where I have been transferred or the pressure of the meeting (haha) or the hangover from the thursday night party. The mid week party was on the occasion of return of our dear  friend Suchi , who used to work with us before in the present office. She has come back after two years.. It was a fun night with all the masti. She has now moved to London ( my city) . After ages just the four of us Jayshree, Anubha, Suchi and Anant fhe old gang got together on the terrace. Terrace is our favorite hang out place, its actually where Anubha and Jayshree stay and Suchi use to live there before. We have all our friday parties, birthday parties, shaadi parties, farewells on that terrace. Not to forget rains are best enjoyed  there. I shall soon get pictures and write more about it.

Jayshree

The party was simple fun, with getting drunk to all the conversations, where you don't have to think before speaking and the favorite Kachori breakfast. 

Anant and Suchi

I think the fever has saved me today for not showing up at the office, but I have to make sure I am all set to resume work on monday. Or my boss will be down with a fever .

Some pictures from old collection

Suchi and Me 2007

Same place, different story

My organization has two offices, I use to sit in one which was not the main office. Less people, silent place and a beautiful basement. In my past two years with this organisation I have moved desk about 4 times and n number of times since I have joined this place, 4 years now. Thanks to the Big Prestigious Meeting,  I have moved to the main building, second floor just under Boss's nose.

This is a huge office, but we always seating issues, one has to always displace another to get a place to sit. This has always happened and will continue to happen. This time I displaced Aimy, she has created a temporary seat for herself. 

Though I am back to the same desk, where I use to sit earlier. But I feel alienated, not feeling so comfortable here any more.  It is the same place but a different story. Things have change, I have change. There are so many people here, more noisy. The only thing good is that I have my friends here. 

There is some one I dont want to see but this experience is also making me strong. When you least expect life takes it turns and all you have to do is deal with it without any choice. 

And about the meeting yesterday I was sent to Gurdwara for official purposes, nice treat to Halwa and Peace. 

Update on the Big Prestigious Meeting

Yesterday I left office 15 minutes earlier, by the way I had completed my full working hours, since I had my law classes and I know in the coming days with this big prestigious meeting I will be busy, so let me catch up on studies. 

I had just reached half way when my colleague called and informed that boss was looking for me, I couldnt have returned. Well apart from coordinating this meeting there is something else I am coordinating, the messed up life. So I had actually wanted to get out of the thinking mode.

 Luckily technology has advanced so much, that even when some one is desperately trying to call you, your  can put your phone on offline mode. So this saved me for sometime, but I knew when I switch to online mode there might be surely something to put me offline.

Yes there was a long sms, by boss it started "I am really quiet disappointed and ended I know you can do it" . But thanks for the motivation and trust.

So here I pull up my socks, 9:20 in the office today, shifting to the desk close to the Boss and here I go with the big prestigious meeting. 

More updates following

Its not that easy

No matter how many times you rehearse a situation in your head
and hope all will be fine,
No matter how good actor you are, nothing goes fine.


No matter when you want to run, you have to face it,
No matter how smart your brains are, you do act insane.

No matter you have hundred words to say you become deaf and dumb,

The Big Prestigious Meeting

Update on the big prestigious meeting, I was in office today at 9am, yes exactly even the guard of the office building commented on this. I was here before my boss came to office. He didnt come until 9:40am, 25 minutes and in all 40 minutes later than decided. But he made sure he gave the instructions for ' things to do today' on the phone, before he was even there.


This is hilarious, one of my colleague a young Human Rights lawyer who was recently beaten up by the police and is one of the speaker at the meeting thinks it is one of the good opportunity for the police for a meeting of such kind. Why because this big prestigious meeting has whose and who of the Human Rights World. He thinks the police can plan and arrest all of us for being together at one place. Just one of the jokes to reduce the pressure.

My life ressembles my room..... Messed Up!!

Well though I dont guarantee that I am going to write regularly, but it is just that its four infact four thirty in the evening and I think I am off for today. As in I started work early today, with my boss calling me 8:30 in the morning. My boss at times get these panic attacks, so he makes sure others are also not left out. The first thing he asked me what time I will be in office? And i gently replied, recovering from my heart attack ( you see 8:30am and call from Boss is not something exciting) to get back I sofltly replied 9:30 I will be there. Just to let you know that office timings are 9:30 onwards. The next things he tells me " make sure you are in office by 9:15 from tomorrow, so that I can discuss with you before going to court"

FYI he wants me to be early because I am organising this big prestigious ( as said by boss) Meeting and so that all his fresh thoughts in the morning can be put across and be implemented. Well I have become more of an event organiser than a social worker/ activists. Today Anubha rightly said I should rather start an event management company, I will earn better.

Well these days I am traveling all over the city, from home to office to College and then back to home.
FYI 2: I got through Law, after all that Supreme Court orders and a delay of two months. I am student back again , I dont know why I am studying so much, this very unlikely of a Minocha. . My parents are super confused, typical patriarchal thinking if the girl studies too much, she will definitely question more and she will surely be more argumentative. As if those who dont study dont argue or get into fights, mom please check your facts. And the best comment ever given to my mom, that a girl studying to law or a lawyer is more prone to crime. Hello?  where do these facts come from? Anyway I was very happy to see the support of people on facebook, all the people who liked my status update, I could feel they were geniunely happy for me.

So now the messed up life consist of a boss, the big prestigious meeting, report deadlines, classes,exams and a screwed mind. And to be honest I am not a Neat freak, I just dont know where to start.

I think Something is Wrong

have you ever felt that you are in love with someone , when you are not in a relationship with the same person
as in you are in love with someone else and in a relationship with someone else.

have you ever felt that you are loving some one just for the fact that he loves you, and not that you love him
You dont want to cheat but you want to be honest with your self.

And have you ever fell in love with a person just with one aspect of him that you know. And you want to know more

And have you been in relationship just for the sake of being there, for nights you cant spend alone, for a shoulder to cry, for an ear to hear and not that you care

lets discuss

Rains

 Delhi had its pre- monsoon showers yesterday ,  thanks to Global Warming we dont have rains any more in Delhi. Except last year, when all records were broken and it rained so much day and night. Putting the Municipal Corporation of Delhi (MCD) into lot of problem. Clog drains, traffic jams , overflowing water and then it was the Common wealth games that were coming up, entire Delhi was dug up. 

Tanmay , my brother and I got drenched.  Rightly said by some one " I love walking in the rain, so that no one knows I'm crying." 15th of June is a black day for me.

It is exactly been two years since I am back from London. On 15th June 2009, I took the Air India flight to Delhi not knowing I wont be able to go back. When I was leaving London, I packed my stuff in shopping bags and gave it to my friends, telling them I will be back in a month. Now I dont even remember what I packed, where I kept what. Thanks to those sweet ladies who have still kept some of my stuff with them . Like I know kristen and Marcus have kept me teddy which I bought it as a Christmas present for my self in their room. In past two years I have tried so many times to arrange a trip to London, but you propose and some power disposes. 

It rains a lot in London, infact when I was there I used to wonder that if it ever rained in Mumbai this much, it might have drowned. As in Mumbai or even Delhi we dont have good drainage system but we have lots of corruption. 

I look forward to the rains, I hope it will bring with it some good news and memories. 

These lines I just came across............

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”

 Neil Gaiman

MIssing You!

Missing You was not part of the game,
Those cups of black tea , with little sugar and milk ( typical English style)
Delhi roads on the bike.
Beer on Sale

Those spaces between the fingers so that my fingers can slip in
That four month  pregnant stomach
That skirts and shirts
 

I didnt wanted to, but I am thinking of You

An empowering Sunday.

Today is a perfect sunday, just because I am happy. I have grown one week wiser. Well where sundays are spent sleeping and relaxing, my day started at 5 am , yes 5 in the morning because I couldnt sleep last night.Today I had my law entrance exam, which to my surprise went well. I am so greatful to such caring parents. My dad drove me to almost one end of the city. How Lucky I am and then because my exam went well I have been able to convince my mom to let me study and dont hang the sword of marriage on my head. 

Yes in India or in Punjabis you have to bargain your life with your parents. Please dont , get me married. 

When I was in school I was an average student, I use to fail in Maths just pass in other subjects but scored full in behavior and manners. So I was good student and after my 10th when I took up arts stream, Thank God for no maths and I started scoring well, I could see my mother walking proudly out of school after parents teacher meeting. And on the other hand, my brother is extremely opposite he neither studies , scores well and his parents teacher meeting is all about how naughty he is, so my mom has all together stop going to his school. For my punjabi mother children should be obedient and get scared when a mother shows her eyes. I am still scared of those eyes but not my brother. Being a home maker now I can see that trust she has in me and wants me to study. I hope it lasts, because I know she will be back tomorrow morning discussing suitable grooms. She never thought in her wildest dreams that I will even study this much, as in doing a masters from Abroad. She just prayed that I atleast do my bachelors from Delhi University, which I did. Apart from a regular course in Communications.

So coming back to my Sunday! after the exam my brother and I discussed the paper , had lunch with family (Pranthas and Lassi), typically Punjabi and then slept. So now I have been online replying to mail from work, cleaning my cupboard and my room. And the weather is perfect. But whats so special about this Sunday that it has renewed my confidence in myself. I never thought an exam which I was dreading is going to be so empowering. Not only this but an inner turmoil has got its answers, so I am happy and I look forward to an exciting week.

The different moods I go through

Most of the time our moods depends on lot of things we go through in our daily lives. But it also depends on lot of people we meet during the day, or people in our life. I mean I am actually letting a person affect how I feel.. which is not so Buddhist. Because in Buddhism we believe that my life should not depend on any external factor.

I quiet like my mundane life , yes the boring routine where I get up in the morning, get ready for office, travel to work, see people around me, spend time with my colleagues and then go back home, go to the gym, meet some people and sleep. So my daily small doses of happiness are somebody being good to me, auto wallah not charging, listening to an old forgotten song, an email from some one, yes this is it. And i really fear when happy moments come because they dont last for long , they come like weekend, quickly come and go.

I recently went through one of these happy phases, where everything was like a dream. But now its fading out, why does it come at the first place?

I am not a good writer like others, but I want to express myself. I am unique in my own way.  Why do things come to you when they are not meant for you...... i hate the argument that says 'Its for your own good, its making you strong' .
Hello! who decides that I need to be strong and why its me.

Enough said about what to do when you feel bad, but when you feel bad what do you do? Forgive the person who has made you feel bad.... Buddhist Compassion
Or indulge in good food, clothes, shopping  or best Bitch about it. Yes! this is the simpliest way of forgettting what has happened to you.
Call up your good friend ( sadly my best listener is in NYC, so the phone calls will be expensive, but I will find an alternative) and talk to her/him. Tell them all the good things that happened, that made you happy. Then tell them all things which went wrong, all thats bothering you, I am sure if he/she is your good friend they will always add to what you are complaining and never stop you from not complaining. If they do ( this person is sensible, find another dumbo who will listen to you) . Even if you have to treat your friends to a Rs. 100 coffee (which your mother can make it anytime better and cheaper and your four days milk expenditure will be that much) , still go treat this person as he is listening to you.

Aaah, I feel so better and I better find my dumbo... I need to get out of this. Too frustrated and thanking you for the good times.

London

I LOVE LONDON

This is a new section in my blog. As one can see and feel the love I have for London. I thought of penning down my experience of staying in London . My college, my course , my friends and the best part my child hood dream of being in London. I will also share lot of pictures.

In shoes of Aisha

I am quite mesmerized by this character of Sonam Kapoor in Aisha. In fact this the only movie I have it on my laptop. I watch it almost after every fifteen days, it just takes me to a land of dreams. I want to be like Aisha, no not without brains. But with a rich dad , who can afford my Rs. 50,000 shopping bill and a cute Punjabi boyfriend. Just walk into branded stores and buy almost everything you like, go out to most expensive clubs in Delhi and happening parties. And no matter what mistakes you do, you have a good friend always there for you.
 
But this is real life, neither you find cute punjabi boys nor your dad pays your bills. Just forget about social life with a meager salary. But what i really liked about the movie is the good looking, loving , caring boy friend. Who stood by her, who helped her grow.

After watching the full movie two months ago, i am quiet found of Sonam Kapoor and she looked amazing at Cannes, yes, she did beat Aishwarya Rai, who looked like a old mai.

Just me and my thoughts

The weekend was very tiring and expensive. I spend so much money for this engagement of my friend. But I enjoyed myself, Sardar shaadis are all about Chicken and Daru and then Munni and Sheela.

Well great fun and tiring. The weekend went by so soon, i could hardly gather myself and now the new week has started. I have lot of meetings, trainings lined up for this week. So no respite till Sunday. How fortunate are some of my colleagues who have gone for a break or planning to go for a break. I dont have either option all I want is just a week for myself..

So the week has started on a tiring note, I cant believe I couldnt get up today morning and that also monday morning, late to office, boss calling, back to back meetings , no time for breakfast and lunch. And then its my life nothing can go the way I want. So if I will take a short cut the gate has to be locked. If I wait for an empty bus the bus will never come or even more crowded bus will come or a bus in which pick pocketers are there will come. 

How many girls can a guy date in one time ? one of my friend answered this by saying it depends on the availability of the girls. But does it mean that he wont be serious with even one of them. And if one guy is flirting around with several girls  then  who is at fault ? the girls who get easily swayed by his talks or the boy because he is not being honest to even one. Why do i feel like blaming the girls here, are they that dumb not see.  Yours, love... ( lmao)

Well Mahima I am missing you, my dear friend. You dont have to fight your battle alone.What are friends for? I can now understand how hard it is too fight alone. I miss school days where we had summer vacations. Saturday and Sunday was a holiday. Home works were tough , maths went above my head but now not only home but office work is also tough and relationships go above my head.  . 

                          And bruise knees were better than broken hearts. 

Thought of the Day

Enthusiasm moves the World - Arthur James Balfour

That's a nice thought, but lot of people have question enthusiastic about what?

I know its Friday and weekend is here, lot of us have lost enthusiasm about the work we are doing. We are tired, exhausted and no enthusiasm left. But dude, weekend is here..... Tantarannnnn..........

Something to look forwards too, maybe movie, theatre, catching up with friends or just sleeping. Wow! I have to attend an engagement party of a friend so I am really excited and then couple of things for Sunday but I will be working tomorrow.

I just saw one of my colleague wearing green pants, and yellow shirt. Which is quiet interesting. It reminds me of Govinda ( hindi movie star) known for his hilarious dressing combinations.  Fridays are usually called as dress down day in U.S. This what i heard from one of my ex  Boss who was American.  Here in Delhi we work on Saturdays as well, so usually I see people in office coming in casuals. As i work in a law firm , there are lot of lawyers and on saturdays suddenly colors add to their life  otherwise during the week you only see two shades of them white, black and their grey side. Then there are others who wear skirts, capries, kurta pyjama etc etc. Saturday is also the day to party.

I love Friday's  and often say 'Thank God its Friday'. 

Thought of the Day

Life is not the way it is supposed to be......

It is the way It is

The way you cope with it is, 

what makes a difference....

Virgina Satir

Do we have the right to get angry with friends?

It took me long to think about this title but it just explains what I am thinking. While passing through Bangla Sahib Road ( Sikh Temple) next to it is YWCA , where every month there is a new thought and few months ago it was " Count your age not by years you live, but the friends you have"

This thought really struck me because I am in a dilemma. Am I the only one who feels that over years the definition of friendship has changed in life.I am not sure who is right and who is wrong. Who is a friend who is not. Or is it just the way of life that people come and go . You make friends in every stage of your life.

But this is so different from the notion I had about friendship. Once a friend always a friend. But this doesn’t happens. Why are we so apart from each other.  

Well what’s really bothering me is that a good friend of mine, without telling me is travelling to London. One she didn’t tell me and second its LONDON. Well if it had been any other place on Earth, I would have digested but just because its LONDON, its more painful.

Why do we expect? And why is it painful.
Why do we need to say that last bye?
Why do we wait for that phone to ring?
Why from certain people I expect gifts?
Why I want my friends to celebrate my Birthday?
Why some questions needs answers?

Too many Why's? and too less answers.

My belief in word 'Miracle' just strengthened

Yesterday my day was not less than that of a movie star. I could imagine myself like Simran of DDLJ (Kajol) running to catch her train.


So it all started at 1530 in the afternoon when in between a meeting I looked for the last day of registration of LLB it was 16 May , 5:00pm. Just one and half hour to submit my form. So it started with me just abruptly getting up from the meeting asking them to excuse me and assuring I will be back in few minutes.

Left the office with exactly the money required to get the demand draft made. Miracle No. 1:  one of my office colleague accompanied me to the close by bank to get the draft made. Sometimes infact always the women sitting across the counter just have more privilege than us, they just feel so proud saying 'no' as if they are rejecting girls , their son like. I feel they take out anger on the customers like us who come to them. So my colleague hopeful was begging and pleading to this lady but she didnt bother to look at us and just kept saying its 3:30 , no, no ,no..... He wanted me to be soft. I was losing it our here I thought even if i get the draft made I will no way be able to reach. But then there comes the Buddha's wisdom and I called up this cousin of mine studying there.

Miracle No: 2   He asked me to rush to Cannaught Place  (cp)get the demand draft made from either ICICI or HDFC as they are open till 8 in the evening. So i got into an auto and was about to leave for CP when i checked i had the exact amount of money for the demand draft. I would have needed some more. So i got down the auto and went to the shop where I often have patent tea. Smriti wale chai (Smriti's tea) which is less sugar, less milk. And the good generous uncle gave me Rs. 300. That was miracle No. 3. All shopkeepers, telecallers, women in banks, your mother , his mother , his uncle, her aunties are aunties and uncles for all of us. We dont call them as Mr. Verma or Mrs. Kumar. 

I was losing all hopes, having second thoughts and that’s where i get back to my angel My mom. I called her told her how stupid and ignorant I was of not remembering the last date for submission. That's why she is called a mama because she didnt scold me then but just said dont worry go ahead and do it.
This was a booster the biggest Miracle , so Miracle No. 4 .

I reached the Bank and saw a long cue of people waiting to submit cash and get the draft made so here happened my Miracle No. 5 . My colleague who had accompanied me to the bank, one of his friend's work here ( what a coincidence ). He helped me to quickly get it done and then there were some generous people. Top it all the bank was charging some extra money to get this done. Then i ran out of Rs.65 (now i dont know how). SO this friend' s friend lend me the money. So nice of him. Finally within minutes my DD was made.I thought i will withdraw money from my account and pay him back, this is my life so things have to go the way they have. As i said that I just ran out of a meeting I was not carrying my bag just the my wallet without my debit card and other important things and the forms and my cheque book.  I realised my wallet doesnt have my debit card. From here I thought wether I should go back and check my bag in office or go ahead and submit my form. My cousin called again and he said that one of his friend is already standing there, waiting for me  I should rush.  I told him I dont have money. Thank You brother , for again encouraging me.... Angel No. 2 . He said not to worry about the money just go ahead and submit the form, his friend will lend me the money.

Angel No. 3: My little brother and my mother literally read out all my marks to me and i filled my form in the metro Miracle No. 6. The phone didnt get once disconnected and my mother never lost her patience in between handling household chores and packing my dads bag as he was leaving within hours for a foreign trip.

I got down the metro station and a humble rickshaw wallah called me offering the least amount to drop me to the concerned department. As I said this is my life and things at once cannot fall in place. I ran out of the pictures to be submitted so I asked the rickshawallah to quickly take me to a photoshop. And asked if he can help me monetarily, will pay him back. He agreed Miracle No. 7. So actually the rickshaw puller paid for my passport size photos. When i reached the photo shop it was not a studio. The photographer was amazed I was shouting and asking him to hurry up not letting him do anything else. So while taking my picture he asked me to smile... That was the last thing I wanted to do, but just for the camera for a second I did that.

Miracle 8: My brother's friend met me outside saw my form and right on time the form got submitted. Phew.... finally sucess . He paid my rickshaw puller gave me some money to travel back home. Angel Angel ....

Yes they were people back in office I knowing praying and wishing my form gets submitted, my boss who let me out of that meeting , my colleague and his friend, my brother who was there and wanted me to submit that form. My mother and younger brother for wondering how much i want to study but still supporting me. And the rickshaw puller who not only made it on time but also gave me a ride back to the Metro station in just Rs. 10 and just asking to give him good blessings. So the day was perfect I did it and strengthen my belief in Miracles. Yes they do happen. You just need to believe in them. Like what the Alchemist says ' If you really want something the whole universe conspires to give it to you."

I have to go back and return the money but without their help it wouldnt have been possible. And yes at the end of the day I treated my self  and my friend to a beer..... aah just like a cherry on the cake. It was perfect.

So real like Simran was able to catch the train like reel life Simran.

Back to work and Congratulations! One week without Facebook .


 

The week that went by

The week that went by,
I was happy, I was sad
I was good, I was bad,
I was wise , I was foolish,
I was jealous, I was compassionate,
I was weak , I was strong,
I hated , I loved,
I exercised, I ate,
I traveled, I learned
I forgave, I forgot,
I cried , I laughed,
I shopped, I forgot
I learned, I forgot.....
I dreamt, I forgot

But today again I begin  a new week with hope

Dont Touch Me! or I will Chip ko

So over coffee last night with a friend of mine ..... this was what i heard.
And the other thing,
The day you fall in love, Be prepared to be get cheated,
P.S.- Be safe!
Thank You! Simmo.....

 Busy day at work...

Problems and Piercing

The title is just a passing thought in Sehar's mind. I was thinking  how painful piercing is on the first day, it really hits you. Same are problems when they hit you they are really painful. But what's beautiful about both of them as time passes we just appreciate them and try beautifying them. For first few days piercing really pains but then later we try new types , colours, forms of jewellery. Same is with problems when we have them at first its painful, but later we share experiences of coming out of them.  We beautify our problems by our strength, our courage, our wisdom.

So enjoy problems and  piercing.

Congratulations! I survived 24 hours without facebook.

Now a day without a mobile phone

When suddenly this morning the day just began, and I made up my mind to look forward to a pleasant day in life. My mobile phone is missing. Now after stressing my brain I still cant think where was it last with me. Nor that i have misplaced a BlackBerry, but a phone is a phone. I am just sad that I will miss listening to songs the whole day. And that inbox full of messages, which i have to keep deleting the old ones so that i can receive new ones.

These two days are just making me think how did people in old age or probably say 20 years ago lived without any gadgets or social networking sites. So today I am doubly marginalises, one without a mobile phone and two without facebook.

I am happy that i will escape the harassing phone calls which I am receiving from students of various universities across the country. As they are chasing me to find out whether I have accepted their application or not.  By the way its summers and the peak time for students to come for internship.  AsI work in a leading ngo and a law firm, we have students through out the year who come here for internship.
Indian law universities have made it mandatory for first year students to undertake an internship in an N.G.O. , so most of the first year , recently school graduate students come for an internship to us. Without any bent towards Human Rights and after few years on the basis of one of their certificate from an NGO they go and join Corporates.

Already everything in our country is getting corporatised, they have not even left the upcoming generation. Lure them with handsome salaries that these students prefer corporates over litigation. Anyway this was a nice way of taking out my frustration.

DO you ever feel that sometimes so many shocks in life come together that the intensity of the second- third one  are not a big deal. As in you already going through a shock mode then just bring it on. What worst can happen.

My evening without facebook

Each time I go and click a new tab I look for Facebook, its a bad bad addiction. I think its easier to get over alcohol than facebook addiction

An alternate to Facebook

Today I deactivated my facebook account, so I thought I will brush up my writing skills. I have played this hide and seek with facebook earlier. Last time was when I had my Masters Exams. But for long now I had loved being on Facebook.

Moreover over the years it had become an addiction, every time you post something on your wall, you want to know how many likes and comments. So it was almost like getting 'A+' in school, when you have more than five likes. Often I have seen people getting pictures clicked only for facebook.... so we now have the facebook pose.

Today I just thought that I dont want to be noticed by the World. So I am going off facebook, so for all those my friends in distant lands, I will miss you but dont worry we can go back to old ages, send letters  or better send emails( save paper).

So this was my after lunch facebook session time.