Too bored to give a title!

I am amazed. Don’t have any other words. I am simply amazed. It’s the 5th day that I am workless and it is driving me nuts, completely nuts. There have been times when I have longed for 2mins of free time, and now I am longing for work (not too much of it mind you!). Here’s the thing – most of my friends who joined the company with me have had more or less a consistent work schedule (at least for a major part of the 17months that we’ve been working). And mine has been the most erratic so far. No kidding – look up my work hours for the past 1.5yrs and you’ll know it is crazier than the people who work shifts.

I started off with a pretty laid back schedule; a month of ok-kind-of-work. But a person like me, out of sincerity and a conscience bigger than most, I could have been granted employee of the month award. As a result, I left quite a few people impressed. :D ……. Ok ok, I wont brag much now 

Then I got this new project which was officially my first project as a professional. How 8 months just flew after that I have absolutely no clue. It has been my best project so far. Work was ok (read work-I-could-manage-to-do-satisfactorily), team was great, had loads of fun, still remember all the luncheons and the dinner parties… and my schedule? Well, lets just say most of my waking hours were spent in office . But I didn’t mind because office used to be fun. I made some great friends in that project. There were days when my team members used to know more about me than my family! That’s bound to happen when you spend 14-15hrs a day with your team……….. yep, one time I remember reaching home at 4am in the morning and reporting back at 10am the next day!

The next project was less hectic. Work that I could finish in the 9-6 slot, go home on time and get the required amount of sleep. The only not-so-good part of the day used to be the 2hrs of travelling everyday to and from office. But overall, ok types of project. It lasted only 3 months.

Then came the most grueling of them all. Client being one whose product you all use almost everyday and the logo you see everytime you switch on your computer ;) It was a 47 day project to be precise; 47 most hectic days of my career so far – most of them I spent sleepless or foodless, or sometimes both! Now who would have the energy to cook at 11-12 in the night? But all said and done, it was a great experience; hurdles galore, but nevertheless one hell of an experience!

And here I am now, an ideal time to relax and unwind… but the workaholic that I have become, I have no idea how to pass the time! As a result of which, you get to read my blogs :P

Incredible ads!

Bunch of cute little you-don’t-know-whats frolicking around and promoting Vodafone – Zoo Zoo’s as we affectionately call them. Nice ad, cute ad.. certainly a treat to the eyes during breaks..! I remember when these ads were on air and I used to visit my sister’s place, all I could catch on the television was cricket and zoo zoos! My bro-in-law would watch cricket and my niece wouldn’t let anyone touch the remote during the breaks lest she misses the cute little ..umm, I still don’t know what they are. :D



A lot of ads do seem to get their message across and persuade (cough cough..read fool) people to buy their products – some useful, some not-so-useful. I am sure half the girls in our country have tried Fair & Lovely and the likes at some point in their life to realize(or not) that creams don’t make you fair! One of my friends has been using it for the past god knows how many years and still using…….really amazed at her patience and stupidity!!!

Why am I suddenly writing about ads you ask? Well these days I am hooked onto this soap ad featuring Mrs. & Mr. Bachchan. Beautiful! Not the lady (yeah yeah, she is beautiful :P) but am talking about the ad here. It is a pretty regular ad but something in this ad (really can’t figure out what) reaches out to you. Is it the chemistry between the husband and wife, or the song or just her beauty – I have no clue. I may not watch television, but I come running into the room when I hear this one, just as my niece (and me :D) used to come running to catch a glimpse of zoo-zoos!

Advertising world, keep up the good work and keep drilling holes in my pocket! :P (who said I am not one of those who has been fooled ;) NOT fair & lovely!! The market is full of other crazy believable products )

Mind you, though I’ve loved both the above mentioned ads, they still haven’t convinced me to buy either! Sorry Vodafone and Lux!! :D

Remembering 26/11 …

Fear, hatred, chaos, sadness – a heavy mix of emotions is all I can remember of this deadly, blood-boiling and ghastly episode in the history of our commercial hub – Mumbai.

I remember it was 5 in the morning; I was at Pune airport waiting to board my flight to Mumbai. The day before had not been the best in my life, I got the news that my dad was in the hospital, my niece hadn’t been keeping well – basically a day full of fear and apprehension for my family. In fact, I was on my way to be with my mom and dad.

It didn’t register. I sat there staring at the television set at the terminal. With an emotionally charged day – being emotional and trying to be brave at the same time, and with hardly 2 hours of sleep that night, it just didn’t register. My first fear was that the flight would get cancelled and I won’t get to meet dad. Thankfully, that didn’t happen. I reached Mumbai on time. Not once did the fear cross my mind that I had landed in the city where terrorists were brutally murdering the innocent that very moment. All I could think of was boarding the next flight and seeing my parents. I looked around; security tighter than usual, crowds staring at television sets with sad fearful faces. I asked the cleaning lady what the current situation was, she told me a taxi blew up a few hundred meters from the airport, and that we are still fighting the terrorists in the Taj and the Oberoi. The heart skipped a beat. Friends started calling up to check on me and to see whether I was ok. Some part of me was fearful, but not enough to overpower my thoughts of reaching dad’s hospital.

Boarded the flight, reached the hospital, met dad, wished him (it was his birthday). And finally I was at peace when dad said “Don’t you worry, I am absolutely fine now. These people just wouldn’t let me go home!”

Have a happy and healthy life everyone!

And a message to those who don’t think twice before destroying life – one earth, one life – why can’t we all live harmoniously? Isn’t life greater and above countries, religions and castes?