Thursday, October 23, 2008
A not so subtle hint!!
For about 2 years now I have been asking my husband to get me a desginer branded watch, a yearning I have had since I attended an interview for a job to sell ultra luxury products. My hints were very very subtle, " I want a branded designer watch." " When are you getting me that watch?", "Which store do you think we will have a wide range of choice?" ...... however Don, from Mars or whereever else his race is from, never got the hint. Last valentine's we came very close when we went searching for a store and unfortunatley they were closed by the time we reached.
Now, its not that yours truly coudnt afford to buy one for herself or accept it as gift from the more sentitive people like a sister or a friend who have been hearing me whine about the watch for loong... I just wanted Don to get it for me. Period.
But finally I decided 2 years is a really long time and if my hubby wants to act dumb about it I may as well hand hold him and make him do what I want. So the next time I was at a lifestyle store, I found just what I was looking for... No, No, dear when I say I want my husband to buy it I only mean he pays for it not to select it.
So with the brand new watch in its designer box and a single red rose in my hand I walk into my husband's office. He is shocked to see me in the middle of the day of a working day and with a rose at that. I give him the rose, kiss him and say, thank you so much for fulfilling my wish.I used the time he took to blink and close his mouth shut to open the box and show him what he has gifted me.
I thanked him again as I turned to leave but stopped to remind him that he needs to write out the cheque on my XYZ credit card and can put it in the dropbox by next week.I can give a not so subtle hint at times too!!
Now, its not that yours truly coudnt afford to buy one for herself or accept it as gift from the more sentitive people like a sister or a friend who have been hearing me whine about the watch for loong... I just wanted Don to get it for me. Period.
But finally I decided 2 years is a really long time and if my hubby wants to act dumb about it I may as well hand hold him and make him do what I want. So the next time I was at a lifestyle store, I found just what I was looking for... No, No, dear when I say I want my husband to buy it I only mean he pays for it not to select it.
So with the brand new watch in its designer box and a single red rose in my hand I walk into my husband's office. He is shocked to see me in the middle of the day of a working day and with a rose at that. I give him the rose, kiss him and say, thank you so much for fulfilling my wish.I used the time he took to blink and close his mouth shut to open the box and show him what he has gifted me.
I thanked him again as I turned to leave but stopped to remind him that he needs to write out the cheque on my XYZ credit card and can put it in the dropbox by next week.I can give a not so subtle hint at times too!!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Sometimes it pays to let go.....
I firmly believe a woman feels guilty about doing anything for herself from the day she discovers that she is pregnant. Once you know you have a life growing inside you, every single thing you do makes you wonder "Is this the right thing to do?" and i think its a feeling that lasts a life time. More of that might make a whole new post (seeing that there is a dearth of posts in this blog, so let me continue with what I started with in the first place.
The current job I am holding doesn't involve too much travelling (lesser reasons for feeling guilty about leaving Sunshine). However, last month we had a Conference at a nearby resort town for 2 days. Reached the venue in the morning. Of the 83 participants only 3 of us were girls. And since we were the senior most in hierarchy of the participants, we took the last row and laughed at the accent, the language and the ideas of the People we work for (I work for a family owned business).
After one full day of boring sessions and team building ppts (borrowed from Hollywood Movies), we were asked to change and assemble for the "Gala dinner & cocktails". Went to the room , changed called Don and said, am leaving the cellphone in the room just coz i don't want to carry it with me. When we reached the lawns, that was to be the venue of the dinner, it started drizzling which turned into heavy rains. Thankfully the out pour lasted just about 10-15 mins and then the party got back into the groove.
The 3 ladies just sat nursing their drinks and saw the guys making fools of themselves. The party didn't seem to be going anywhere, when somebody decided to take charge and announced a competition among the different teams. since we ladies were in much demand (the no. of team was more than the no. of ladies present, we had to oblige more than 1 team.
We decided, what the heck and let go...... I for one neither was very fond of the company nor the other ladies with me. but I let go of myself, just for me. For once after a long long time I let go. I remembered my co-dancers from a previous job, oh the fun times we used to have. I even did a lasso style step which we had christened after our boss. I looked up to the sky and and sent a cheers to the (ex)gang...
Well nothing more to say other than this, "if only i did so much exercise everyday, i could fit into something other than custom made salwar kameez". The guys had their jaws falling open. My boss of 1 month (He had just joined) was very happy that his team member was such a sport (after my colleagues in the other region allegedly ran away after the dinner). My colleague - who only that morning supposedly "complimented" me that "Aap to hamesha housewife ki tarah lagti hai"(who told him housewives were fat and always dressed in Salwar Kameez??? Common ladies u have to react - came up to me and said "#$*%(%%))%%%$$" I am sure that's how he sounded in his shell shocked state. And last but not the least somebody came up with an impromptu award of best dancer and gave me a cash price..........
I was glad, not for the cash, but for having found myself. For having realised that inside the obese,mid aged(considering I will live to be 60), wife, mother, unsatisfied employee,........ there is still a young spirit who can let go of herself and have fun...I had almost forgotten how to!!
The current job I am holding doesn't involve too much travelling (lesser reasons for feeling guilty about leaving Sunshine). However, last month we had a Conference at a nearby resort town for 2 days. Reached the venue in the morning. Of the 83 participants only 3 of us were girls. And since we were the senior most in hierarchy of the participants, we took the last row and laughed at the accent, the language and the ideas of the People we work for (I work for a family owned business).
After one full day of boring sessions and team building ppts (borrowed from Hollywood Movies), we were asked to change and assemble for the "Gala dinner & cocktails". Went to the room , changed called Don and said, am leaving the cellphone in the room just coz i don't want to carry it with me. When we reached the lawns, that was to be the venue of the dinner, it started drizzling which turned into heavy rains. Thankfully the out pour lasted just about 10-15 mins and then the party got back into the groove.
The 3 ladies just sat nursing their drinks and saw the guys making fools of themselves. The party didn't seem to be going anywhere, when somebody decided to take charge and announced a competition among the different teams. since we ladies were in much demand (the no. of team was more than the no. of ladies present, we had to oblige more than 1 team.
We decided, what the heck and let go...... I for one neither was very fond of the company nor the other ladies with me. but I let go of myself, just for me. For once after a long long time I let go. I remembered my co-dancers from a previous job, oh the fun times we used to have. I even did a lasso style step which we had christened after our boss. I looked up to the sky and and sent a cheers to the (ex)gang...
Well nothing more to say other than this, "if only i did so much exercise everyday, i could fit into something other than custom made salwar kameez". The guys had their jaws falling open. My boss of 1 month (He had just joined) was very happy that his team member was such a sport (after my colleagues in the other region allegedly ran away after the dinner). My colleague - who only that morning supposedly "complimented" me that "Aap to hamesha housewife ki tarah lagti hai"(who told him housewives were fat and always dressed in Salwar Kameez??? Common ladies u have to react - came up to me and said "#$*%(%%))%%%$$" I am sure that's how he sounded in his shell shocked state. And last but not the least somebody came up with an impromptu award of best dancer and gave me a cash price..........
I was glad, not for the cash, but for having found myself. For having realised that inside the obese,mid aged(considering I will live to be 60), wife, mother, unsatisfied employee,........ there is still a young spirit who can let go of herself and have fun...I had almost forgotten how to!!
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Table for 1 Please!! Duuuuuuuuuh
When I first came to Chennai, i was put up in a hostel that i hated. I had to get in there so that my dad cud leave in peace after having settled me in the "Big Bad City".Not that we were villagers but that's the phrase that parents often let fall when they have to let go their first born and a girl at that to the world of "work, job, employment...u choose the word)
So one of the first decisions I took as I stepped into the hostel was not to eat there. Common if the reception area is so dirty what would be the kitchen like? So that meant no breakfast in the morning, lunch at office with the crowd or if in field only if a colleague was around to give me company - after all how can a girl go into a restaurant alone and order food and more importantly eat alone. Dinner was 1 Egg Puff, 1 Bottle of Water and 1 Chocolate, packed from a nearby bakery - am one of the few South Indians who cant stand idlis, taken to the room where my doc roommate would already have left for her duties, and consumed. the exercise led to a loss of about 6 kg in 1 month - Now folks Disclaimer - This is not the new diet mantra!!
Anyways, 8 years down the line..i have changed. I live at home and pack lunch for my husband but since i still have the wandering job i don't like to carry lunch. I eat what I feel , when I feel. Now don't be nasty and ask my weight.
Today i am no longer embarrassed to go into a eatery- fast food or fine dining, whatever I so fancy at that moment and order what i wish. Fast Food outlets are OK, when they see the amount of food I order, the person at the counter thinks somebody is waiting for me at the table!! But when i go to a restaurant and ask for table for one...the reaction is Duuuuuhhhhhhhhh
Andy : Hi, I need a table
S/He : How many of you Ma'am?
Andy : It'll just be me!!
S/He : Oh, somebody will join you?
Andy : No, I said its just me , 1 person, that's me , that's all
S/He : (In Thoughts) Oh God, poor thing !! nobody to share her meal( or life...u get the drift?)
(In Words) Duuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhh (And all the other words that Moose has in his vocab)
Andy : ( To anybody who cares to listen) Hello, I just felt like having one of your cheesy lasagna and i cant go around finding people to eat with me right here right now just to show u that I am not alone in this world .
Anyways persistence is the key, now a particular cafe in a bookshop is my most favoured haunt. The girls and boys know me pretty well. They know my likes , dislikes and preferences and give me plenty of space and time to check out blogs, chat on net, write my journals or simply read a book
But when I tag a friend along they go Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuh!!
You just cant beat them, Can you?
Friday, June 20, 2008
The Baptism
Like I said before, I have been lurking around the blog world for quite sometime. And one of the few things I have been thinking about was how to address my kid and my husband in my blogs. I love all the cute names that most of you moms have given the fruit/s of your womb and I wanted to find a nice special one for mine as well.
I found one and it came about this way. One fine day just as the sun was rising, little beam of sunlight tried to creep into our room through the curtains. My then 1 year old baby saw it. She decided it was something very precious, so she tried to catch hold of that and give it to me. Of course, I accepted her gift and said "thank you Sunshine!!" And I thought what a pretty name for my pretty girl.
Of course thoughts are not like blogs, they don't stop with commas and full stops. So my mind ran on to the lyrics of a song heard sometime ago which ran something like "Good morning Sunshine...your my only light". I wasn't sure of the lyrics so I googled and found the lyrics. Well liberally read, I thot song can be dedicated to my Sunshine. So for those who are interested here are a few lines from the song:
Good morning sunshine,you are my only light,
lying with me by my side,you keep me warm all day.
Just stay with me.
Good morning sunshine,be with me all day,
Just don't let the rain pass you by,
when it's cloudy or windy and the snowflakes arrive,
you somehow just make me,make me feel I'm alive.
Hold it right there,let me take a minute of your time,
to explain how I feel through these rhymes.
I do the best I can, and believe me if I could
I'll build you a paradise with these two hands.
The top of your skin, makes my body go numb,
I'm thinking to myself, if my dream come true,
or is it 'cause you never give me a chance to tell you how I feel,
the moments we had were too precious to kill.
When it is cloudy or windy,please turn your face at me
Disclaimer : This is no the entire song, I have just put in lines I loved
Naming the other important part of my life or rather the other half of me was a more challenging assignment. After going through a rigorous process of finding , shortlisting, rejecting and the works I have decided on "Don" - reason being , the first tme I asked him if he had a pet name, he said Don, it seems thats what his mates used to call him.So Don it is!!
So Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting to you the family that resides in this part of the blog sphere :
Don, Andy & Sunshine!
Applause!!
I found one and it came about this way. One fine day just as the sun was rising, little beam of sunlight tried to creep into our room through the curtains. My then 1 year old baby saw it. She decided it was something very precious, so she tried to catch hold of that and give it to me. Of course, I accepted her gift and said "thank you Sunshine!!" And I thought what a pretty name for my pretty girl.
Of course thoughts are not like blogs, they don't stop with commas and full stops. So my mind ran on to the lyrics of a song heard sometime ago which ran something like "Good morning Sunshine...your my only light". I wasn't sure of the lyrics so I googled and found the lyrics. Well liberally read, I thot song can be dedicated to my Sunshine. So for those who are interested here are a few lines from the song:
Good morning sunshine,you are my only light,
lying with me by my side,you keep me warm all day.
Just stay with me.
Good morning sunshine,be with me all day,
Just don't let the rain pass you by,
when it's cloudy or windy and the snowflakes arrive,
you somehow just make me,make me feel I'm alive.
Hold it right there,let me take a minute of your time,
to explain how I feel through these rhymes.
I do the best I can, and believe me if I could
I'll build you a paradise with these two hands.
The top of your skin, makes my body go numb,
I'm thinking to myself, if my dream come true,
or is it 'cause you never give me a chance to tell you how I feel,
the moments we had were too precious to kill.
When it is cloudy or windy,please turn your face at me
Disclaimer : This is no the entire song, I have just put in lines I loved
Naming the other important part of my life or rather the other half of me was a more challenging assignment. After going through a rigorous process of finding , shortlisting, rejecting and the works I have decided on "Don" - reason being , the first tme I asked him if he had a pet name, he said Don, it seems thats what his mates used to call him.So Don it is!!
So Ladies and Gentlemen, presenting to you the family that resides in this part of the blog sphere :
Don, Andy & Sunshine!
Applause!!
Sunday, June 8, 2008
Cheers to New Beginning
And thus I join the Blog World. Accepted , I have been lurking around the blog world for about 3 years now but today is the day I decided to join the bandwagon. Well it remains to see how long I will be active , active not in the sense of reading blogs but to contributing ...for I am the kind who jumps into new things, follow it with a passion but alas the life span could be very very short. But being the eternal optimist that I am, I will hope for a good, long stint.....so here is to new beginnings, new avenues, renewed acquaintances and new friends..........Cheers!!
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