Last day at office

My last day at office

It never struck to me until a month ago that I would be leaving the company very soon.
It is the most unexpected but a positive turn in my life.
The work at the business unit where I worked was always tiring and hectic but I made a precious circle of friends.
The parting feeling that slowly got crept inside me was not because I am quitting such a big company but because of the feeling that I will no longer move as close as I did with the few friends I made.
They took pain to make the day a beautiful one despite of their busy schedule.
Had I been there in their position and somebody moving out of the company, I doubt if I would have put so much of time for arranging a farewell party because the work pressure at the moment when I was leaving did not favor leisure time.

I would say I am thankful and grateful to all of them out there.

My special thanks to style ikon, parota, mr.apple, ms.greeny, gundu, the MS boy and mottai. I would call myself fortunate and lucky for having to know such great, generous, good-hearted and wonderful people.

The farewell (untold) moments with them
With style ikon : the walk from fc to b3 after the cake cutting fn and the 5 mins talk in the browsing cubicle. He didn’t express it nor did I. But we know we will miss each other at office. Thanks style ikon.

With parota : actually parota was too busy yesterday to share the feelings.But his melancholic smile that he kept giving through out the day shared our feelings and we know we will miss each other at office. Thanks parota

With Mr.apple: the hand shake that we made at b3 entrance and the look that we exchanged when I was leaving said the untold. We will miss each other at office. Thanks mr.apple.

With Ms greeny : When she came all the way to fc when she had only enough time to catch the bus and the hand grip that she gave me said everything. Had she been there for about only a minute more my eyes would have started speaking. We will miss each other at office.

With gundu: I know how busy he was and still he was one among the very few who made it to the cake cutting function. gundu is another special person in my life. I know he’ll miss me at office and I will miss him too. thanks gundu.

With the MS boy: we were both laughing and making jokes at me leaving. But within inside, we knew we will miss each other at office. Thanks Mr.MS. Salam male kum.

All of us tried to behave maturely. All of us tried to be practical and that’s why no actual slushy talking took place.

Life…., it will take you through ups and downs and sometimes even crosses. In the process you will meet very few people who will stay closer to your heart. It will also take you to moments which will force you to move away from your favorite ones.
Not to worry,Life will also teach you how not to miss people who you loved so much. I have already learnt the lesson. But the way life thought me this lesson was very strong and nothing can be stronger than that. But…I didn’t deserve that lesson. For those who know me know the lesson as well.

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"The End" for now!
Catch me Later.
J

I told her

All these days I didn’t know how I would explain it to my parents. It’s much easier talking to a stranger about your love than your own parents. Apparently the knottiest part in love is this confessing scene at home.

I have been thinking about telling it to my mom. It has been haunting me for quite a while now. I have been hiding something from them since very long time. I have been into an entirely different world which they never thought it existed. I have a great time with N. We are meant for each other. The thought of losing N scares me to the core.

I didn’t know how to start, where to start or when to start. I used to have so many rehearsals. I would jot down points and later decide not to go. There were so many moments I was about to tell and had kept quite. I had always come back telling myself that this is not the right time. I sometimes had felt that I would not be able to tell it at all. I know my parents will not oppose but still they are parents. Parents are meant to say NO to love because it is love. I know them. They wouldn’t say no. Still there was always something that stopped me.

When I woke up yesterday I never thought I am gonno tell her today. Who knows…had I had the plan I wouldn’t have ended telling her. Rather the whole day I would have planned for that and would have been anxious about everything.
Yesterday evening went home from office. It was a normal day at office.
Had a small fight with my sis. Followed which is my telling to mom.
Yes I told her.

“The end” for now!
Catch me later.
J

Am Confused

I am an easy going kind. I forget things very easily and I don’t take anything serious at all. Now at the same time I take everything serious. That’s an anomaly in me.
I am a little fun loving too. I am that character in the friends’ circle who would give all funny, weird ideas and strange comments and we would break into laughter. At times I would get into pulling other’s leg and not to mention it always ended in a good note.
Now it’s probably necessary for me to mention that at work am sincere and I am pretty serious with my career. Hold on…I am confused here….should I be the same to my colleagues?? Wont my fun loving and easy going character be misconceived and be taken that I would show the same kind of attitude towards my work. Are my stupid and senseless comments making them think I am illogical? I would hate things happen that way.
Now should I try and give an impression to my colleagues that am unplayful ???

"The end" for now!
Catch me later.
J

Waking up in the morning

Waking up in the morning with no time to sip a cup of coffee and rushing to office is the most maddening part of a day. A few of my week days start like this. This is the most annoying part of my career.
Sometimes I even think of quitting my job solely for this reason.
When I don’t get time to dress up I hate it.
Why do I fall into doze again and again and sleep until there is just enough time to rush to catch my office bus every morning?
Nevertheless I do not look awkward from the viewpoint of my colleagues.

"The end" for now!
Catch me later.
J

A different journey to office

I travel in office bus to office. I am one of those commuters who board bus in the very beginning. And in the evening I always become extra conscious and reach the bus very early and henceforth I have never got the prerequisite of standing inside the bus and traveling. Yesterday I grabbed that opportunity of standing. No. I didn’t grab it. I was given. Poor me!
Only then I had realized the distance between the place I boarded and office. What a long journey! The bus driver has been using the same route ever since I started using the bus and only yesterday I had seen certain places that my bus cuts cross and that is coz I could not sleep while standing.
Now look what my intellectual ability says...
You need some troubles in life to learn a few things. Certain things are always around us and we realize only at tuff times.
You need some troubles to make you know that you are capable of handling them.
I better sneak off! Look at the philosophy that I come up with a small forced journey that I had to go through!

"The end" for now!
Catch me later.
J

Combating with a Bull

Hi all
Its Pongal in Tamilnadu. Pongal is strictly a rural festival in Tamilnadu. It is said it points to an auspicious beginning of the sun's movement and also the harvesting time. For all those city-bred guys, I would like to cite a few points on this festival. Pongal festivities last for four days.(Of course we get only one day off from our official work).The first day is Bhogi ,second day it is Pongal, Mattu Pongal is on the third day and on the fourth day it is Kannam Pongal. I am not getting into details of these festivals. The only thing that's been in the back of my mind is why do people see a chance to turn the tide of the festival mood? Coming back on Pongal...it is a day for farmers. They thank God for their fortune and Sun is also worshipped. House entrances are decorated with beautiful Kolam and designs. Cows are bedecked with ornaments and taken out. And Of course we get to taste the delicious 'Pongal' which is a sweet porridge recipe cooked from the new rice. Now coming to my point, there are so many games on earth. Football, Basketball, Baseball, kabbadi, Auto Racing, tug of war, volleyball, tennis and so many. Games are meant to give courage, competitive sprit, good health and sometimes wealth. Here comes a game that gets associated with Pongal. Now why is this game ought to be played on Pongal? It is "jallikattu". There is another sport called "Bull Fighting”. "Bull Fighting" is a popular sport in Spain where they let two bulls fight and the owner of the bull which knocks the other bull down gets to win. Now the game am referring is where throngs of youth chase a bull and vice versa .i should say this is the most popular spectator game in Tamilnadu. May be this game would have got its start out of sheer necessity….the need to cultivating individual strength for labor on the fields or even the need of defense. Later this game would have been a part of high recreation. jallikattu competitions --why do people still organize such competition? I do understand villagers like to size-up the skill and power of their animals on the sport ground. but does this mean they should do this at the cost of human lives? I still wonder how this game has survived since ages against all conflicts. There are bulls that are bred only for this purpose. You should see the aggressive and frenzied bull chasing the crowd and people getting pierced by it. I found no thrill in watching the event. My heart stood still. I would say the bull also gets harassed there. Is this the only way on earth for men to prove their heroism?

"The end" for now!
Catch me later.
J

My First Blog

Hi all,
i have always feared about blogging.i have always thought blogs are for those who have an amazing knowledge on ...everything,be it politics,cinema,sports,and ofcourse for all verbose.
i cant believe i am writing one and there are people other side reading mine. Let me see if i could captivate my readers!
What will i write in my next blog? How many posts will my site gonno hit? On what topics am i gonno write? Will i ever blog again?Or is this going to be the first and last blog in my site? can i in the first place write blogs?i am restless!God....would everybody have had the same level of anxiety as that of mine when they had first brought out this innate knowledge of writing?
Does my excitement sound insane?May be...and thts coz am a amateur blogger now!
You would soon meet a skilled blogger.

"The end" for now!
Catch me later.
J