Two senior managers from our HR team are quibbling in the next cubicle. I can’t hear them clearly, but i can make out they are arguing over something very trivial. And i can’t help but think that their department's most important KRA is to manage conflicts amongst us.....

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They say pain is a good teacher. That is if you are a good disciple. Its only when you are deep down drowned in sorrow that you get a clear perspective on lot of things. Its only then you suddenly start seeing things clearly. Not the way you had always wanted to, but the way they actually are.

Agreed. All that is very good. But for a change can i have some happiness also, please? Thank you.

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Now one of them is apologizing to the other. Looks like he realized the mistake. His or someone else's i do not know. It hardly matters. As long as he has realized that there was something that needed fixing and he has fixed it.


My faith in our HR team stands reinstated.

I no longer want to be happy happy. I am happy being perpetually depressed. I do not believe in theory of thinking positive and being happy. Its proponents can go fuck their own arse, or do whatever they wish to do for keeping themselves happy, as long they do not bother me with their mind numbing senseless advice.


I am broke. My entire net worth has eroded. My portfolio is showing negative returns and my pay day is still a week away. If there is anything at all that will help me right now, its either some more capital infusion or an overnight recovery of the global markets. So Mr. Positive Thinking, if you really want to help, go do something to the markets or lend me some money. If you cant do either, the content in first para is just for you.

Today, one is not ruminating over the emotions that were invested in someone. Emotions, which in retrospect, seems could have been invested someplace better. But one is still happy about what one did. We are determined to carry only happy memories ahead. One has just too many unhappy ones in stock to add on to it.

One can think of no reason to be sad today. So one is happy.

And also a tad bit wiser than yesterday.

Why is it so, that something which gives us the greatest joy, is also the one that has the power to make us the most miserable?

Why is it so, that something which has the power to give is the greatest pain, is also the one that we most passionately love?

"Nothing grieves more deeply or pathetically than one half of a great love that isn’t meant to be."


"Loves are like that. Your heart starts to feel like an overcrowded lifeboat. You throw your pride out to keep it afloat, and your self-respect and independence. After a while, you started throwing people out - your friends and everyone you used to know. And it's still not enough. The lifeboat is still sinking, and you know it's going to take down with it. That's why I'm sick of Love"


- Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram

There cannot be a greater injustice done to a man than to have him made to believe, wrongly, that he has brains.

God. If u exist, I pray thee, please forgive my boss for the sins of his last birth. He is suffering everyday, due to an injustice done to him.

Help him reconcile to the reality that something had gone amiss inside his head while you were creating him. Please make him realise he is a born moron and a fool, which, if one sees is not at all his fault. Make him realise that he is suffering from a false perception of having a sane and an able mind. Please end his suffering God.

Please, please, please do this. And fast.

Me: We men have our egos. It does not allow us to accept our faults. We hate simple lives. We are all game for complexities. What fun is there in simplicity and in admitting our faults?

She: Shit, i hate these games men and women play with each other. But i play them too and i hate myself when i am doing it but that fucking ego screws me too. damn!!

Me: Yes, and we feel admitting our faults will make us less lovable, less respectable. After all, who wants to be in love with a person who has flaws. And that's where we use our egos, to protect ourselves from admitting our flaws. Because in reality, its just we who will start hating ourselves after we admit our flaws and mistakes.

She: Very very well put u can blog that.

Me: Talking to u is a self realisation process.

There are uncertainties and risks in everything that your heart truly desires. But some still choose to go ahead. And the difference between the people who are really happy and who are not is just this.

A bond of different sorts..

Not out need, nor triggred by attraction,
not based on love, nor fired by lust.
All it takes is brutal honesty,
and a little amount of trust.

Irony

BS does not know about SC.

SC knows the fact that i am meeting BS to decide on my marriage. She is mad on me coz i am delaying my meeting with BS.

GA sees the irony of the whole affair. She is the one I have told everything.

BS does not know about either SC or GA.

SC knows about BS but not about GA.

GA knows about both SC and BS. Few years back, she had never imagined she would have cared to know this much about me.

GA is someone with whom i have a heart-to-heart conversation. She is someone who would make a good life companion because of the understanding she shows.

Talk about Irony!!

(PS: BS, SC and GA are all female characters. Clarification was necessary because a tiny element of imagination would have just added to the irony of the whole situation)

If fate doesn't make you laugh, then you haven't got the joke.

We never had a future together. Fate had never imagined us to be together. But we met. And kept meeting. .

Now, I stand at a point where neither we can turn our backs to each other and walk away, pretending life never was what it was in last few days. Nor we can continue holding each other while gazing into each other's eyes for hours together, like we used to.

We had build a sand castle the other day on that lovely beach. Away from others, lost in each other, detached from the surrounding, we had built a dream. A dream, I knew, will be washed away one day, like our castle, by the crashing sea waves. But still, I chose to walk that way and built the dream, only for a moment's joy I derived while building something together.

I can say life is unfair. One never gets what one should get. But may be this was how it was meant to be.

Though only to part away, but atleast we met. Though only for a brief while, but we met.

The rest is fate!

So, Prashant is the new Indian Idol!!!

I am not surprised because i was least expecting this guy to win. No, i wasn't expecting Amit to win too. In fact i cared a damn for who won and who lost out of the two.

To me the Indian Idol 3 should have been chosen from one of the judges. I would not have been surprised to hear "The next Indian Idol is........ Javed Akhtar (or Anu Malik, or Alisa or Udit Narayan)".

Come on, wasn't the competition between the judges on who outsmarts the other on dishing out mindless praises. And putting up fake faces as if enjoying the performances like an orgasm?

Why do i still waste my time on watching television?