Friday, September 27, 2013

Story of finding my lost ring back! - Ch 3

Chapter 3
Another morning, I woke up with same grumbling and the journey was same like the previous day. I changed 3 seats all over again. I ended up sitting next to an HR friend of mine. I reached Manyata Tech Park. I did alight the bus. A guy started staring at me as soon as I alighted. Now this was disgusting behavior of any gentlemen working in an MNC was my first thought. I continued to walk and the guy approached me. “A new co-traveler” remember? Mentioned in chapter 1 ?
A new co-traveler: Hi
Me: Hi
A new co-traveler: Do you come in this bus daily?
Me: Yes, I do!
A new co-traveler: I came only yesterday in this bus, and I had to come all over again today with a purpose!
Me: Smile (You think, I care?)
A new co-traveler: Oh! By the way, I did not recognize you today. Yesterday your hair were tied up and today they are loose.
Me: (Excuse me! What are you up to?)
A new co-traveler: The purpose I came today in this bus is, oh sorry, did you lose anything by chance?
Me: Yuss Yuss (Surprised and shocked)
A new co-traveler: What did you lose?
Me: A ring (Saddened)
A new co-traveler: Is this the one?
Me: Yuss, how and where did you find it?
A new co-traveler: I found it yesterday, in the bus. I did not know if it belonged to you.
Me: Thank you so much. Thanks a lot. This means a lot to me.
A new co-traveler: Ok! Bye!
In no time he had vanished. Now I realized when and where I lost my ring. You remember Aditi and her husband ?? And I was trying to be nice? Damn!! The crazy reason I exchanged my seat for? Holy! That is where I had lost my Ring!!
Well, I found it back. And I am glad the Angelic person had returned it to me in this generation, where people do not return a small Pen borrowed from others. He had returned a Diamond Ring!



Story of finding my lost ring back! - Ch 2

Chapter 2

It was an abnormal day in office unlike an ordinary day when I had loads of things to get to the closure. There was no much work. I have few close buddies here. I had spent the day with their help without any work. I was also writing few blogs during office hours to get out of the boredom. And finally it was 4:30 PM. We went to the next building for snacks and coffee.
Yummy chat-pata swadisht chats were in place. Of course we ended up at the counter to get the tokens. Sev puri, bhel puri and kachori chat we ordered. For the very first time all of them were made simply the best and finger licking good. My eyes were on the flavored peanuts, to my surprise chat fellow did not put them in any of the items I ordered, I shamelessly asked him “ye nahi aayega bhaiya?”, poor guy replied “chahiye tho lelijiye madam”.
Settled on a table at end of the cafeteria, now I could only hear the echoes “ye nahi aayega bhaiya?” “ye nahi aayega bhaiya?” “ye nahi aayega bhaiya?”. Oh man! That’s embarrassing but I eased it with a smile. In no time we hogged all of the chats. Now it was time for the last bite and more importantly because of the peanuts it had. Spoon fight!! No sooner I had the victory smile I noticed, my ring is not in my finger where it had to be.
The ground beneath had collapsed. I started to imagine my Mom’s reactions; all that I had to worry about was her emotions. This was second one to loose. Moreover in this increasing gold price days, 10 tiny diamonds were like cherries on top which were more precious. I ran across the office cafeteria, work stations, the garden, the way taken to the next building, the washrooms, the pantry and what not!! All the time worrying what am I gonna tell my mum.
My friends searched for it in every tiny corner where I had stepped that day. Poor guys! I owe them a treat big time. They went to check under the bushes, the road dividers, the dustbins where the tissues were disposed, the roadside garden, the elevators, informed every security personnel on duty and what not had they done. I went in search of it to the washrooms, in a hope that I might have thrown it away with the tissues after wiping my hands. This had made it only worst when I saw the housekeeping staff checking every bit of the tissues in the dustbin covers. Damn!! I cursed my carelessness or so called irresponsible behavior. Where had I got them to check it out?? Why is their life like this? I silently wept for them forgetting my own disastrous story.

Everyone around was worried, people started asking for it after my Lost and return request email. I had nothing else to do other than reporting at the security desk. I reached my home and called my brother. Had he scolded me for this, I would have been normal. He said, “That’s really ok! Please do not skip your meals and sleep well! I’ll get you another.”  All concerned and worried people had asked me to take care and not to worry.  To be frank, I did not sleep that night once again.  

Story of finding my lost ring back! - Ch 1

Chapter 1

A morning not sure if it was a fine one though, I woke up grumbling about almost everything on earth. I had not realized why I was grumbling until an hour later. It was these days; I woke up in the mid nights and had not slept for the next 3 hours for almost over a week. I had no clue why, no no, not the age factor nor I was falling for Gravity :P
In a hurry to catch the office bus, I just dressed up and ran out of the house, without wishing the landlord “Good Morning Thatha” in a nicer way, I had just uttered the words and ran until he could he even lift his head up and respond back from his busy newspaper reading.
It’s only after 5-6 houses, I see a man and his wife in their late 50’s everyday rushing to work at the same time when I start home, looking at both of them I stop grumbling only to realize that they are aged enough to sit at home but they happily go working, and I am not even half of their age. I see a lady making a hair-do for her school going girl in her balcony, and it’s a routine I wave at her girl every morning in whatever hurry I am.  I see a Rottweiler and he is ugly enough to ignore his barks. I also see a little kid who just joined kindergarten, I have seen him yell out from his balcony “Akka Hi” for past 2 years and he is too sweet enough for a tight hug.
6 minutes of walk every morning gives me enough acceptance in this World. I reached my bus-stop well before time, to see other co-travelers were yet to arrive. Well, doesn’t even make much difference as I hardly talk to anyone of them; because I miss my regular bus buddy. There comes 73, No! I don’t like the people and I let it go; 43, oh yeah! Same story.  I waited until 44 arrived.
<Route # 44 is the regular bus I take every morning to work. Many from my bus stop come in it including a recently wedded couple (to be introduced as important characters) >
I boarded the Bus and managed to reach the last seat which is but obvious my favorite place to sit. I had no window seat there so I settled for last but second seat. I barely had managed to sit, there came Aditi and sat next to me.  I was about to change the FM station and Aditi’s husband came running and caught the bus in the first signal. When he came in, there were only 2 seats vacant in the last row, seats next to the people sitting in the window side on either side. Now, the two started some sign language, you know :P  they would obviously want to sit next to each other and there was no doubt about it.

Now all this put me into a lot of discomfort. I decided to let the husband sit next to Aditi. I came to the last row to find “A new co-traveler” and a usual lady in the last seat. I chose to sit next to the lady, where the Sun was peeping in hot and bright. Well I had no choice but to sit there all the way to Office. I started to worry as the hands would be tanned for the next one hour which I couldn’t afford but then I managed to. And I reached my office. 

Thursday, September 26, 2013

And We Say We Are Working Hard!!!

How Lovely are our lives in an air-conditioned cubicle, internet to get connected with the outside world and within the company, that Cafeteria out there to have a good food at right times, though we don't even move an inch to work. When we forget to accomplish an important task for the day, it doesn't really matter but we don't afford to miss those coffee and tea breaks!!
 Have you ever thought how does that different class of our society really live ???
How hard do they really work?? We get enough bucks for our work, how about those poor people who work beyond our wildest imaginations???

Have a look at them….�














When you are in your  air conditioned cubicle sitting in a cozy wheel chair as u can see some are not gifted with a comfortable life as u have…
Lets join our Hands to stop Child labour in the every possible way we can !!
And We Say We Are Working Hard!!!

LIFE IN LOVE

Than the rest is there anything beautiful one?
Love is a feeling which stands next to none.

Each of the two lends so much care,
With least return expectation everything they share;
Just like the tree await the rain,
Both await little gain in every pain.

Her one touch is a feel of heaven,
And his little smile is a hope of vision;
Each other mean the world to them,
The little world within overwhelm.

The emotions being revealed by the tear,
The distance and separation are the greatest fear;
Along the shy in eye she overawe,
As there is nothing as beautiful as the feeling of Love.

-- Vijeta Subhas

PERFECT HAPPINESS

Lots to share,
Lots of care,
In this world called a huge fair!
There are many things which give you
Nothing but Tears.

A little dream in your pretty eye,
Often you lack a pair of wings to fly;
Even then you aim to fly high and high
Nothing favors and you just end up with a cry!

Now there are no tears left,
Just need to unfold life’s wonderful gift.
Think of your own dreams and aims for a while,
You aren’t the last, just a give a smile.

All you ever dreamt is what you’ve now;
Even the happiest of happiest, show;
The ecstasy with nothing but a glow,

The perfect happiness is what the single “Tear that flow”.

-- Vijeta Subhas

FROM EARTH TO HEAVEN………!!

             The journey from earth to heaven is so,
             What’s next you never know…………!
                                                          One fine day began my life,
                                                          At the cost of another;
                                                          There were joy, fun, pomp and shore,
                                                          Both the pain and gain were to the Mother.
            Childhood was the time,
            I jumped, played and all my desires were fulfilled;
            And I remember too the time,
            I was punished and the stupid demands for which I cried.
                                                          Within no time it is the Teenage;
                                                          Like the buds in the garden blossom into flower.
                                                          Never knew what’s next…?
                                                         Because every now and then it was time for a new Crush.
            Just the days rolled on and on, and
            Thus the nineteen long years, as well the teen age came to an End……….!
                                                        It’s now high time,
                                                        To make my life and reach my goals.
                                                        I strived hard and hard,
                                                        To be the Winner, just like the Mustangs they did.
            Responsibilities in my life
            Made me so much engrossed in it.
            No time for joy and fun for the past few years,
            I just got accustomed to it.
                                                       Was born like a small fire cracker,
                                                       And was so noisy and spontaneous.
                                                       Strived hard and hard later,
                                                       And lived all my life like a Queen.
            Death does not make friendship with anyone,
            And I never know again,
           Where the Angels are waiting;

           Just to show me the way to Heaven………….!


         --  Vijeta Subhas

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Managing 2 P’s of Life!!

The two P’s of life…
I am sure many of you think like me and believe that it is not that difficult to manage the two P’s of life. No doubt that it is a cold war between the two P’s that has to be handled patiently to be a winner in both the P’s.
By now you all must be thinking that what the hell are these two P’s :)  I will give you a hint that we all have these two P’s in our life fighting with each other for existence. By now you all must have understood that it is our very own PERSONAL and PROFESSIONAL life. Hats off to those who maintain a perfect equilibrium among these two P’s of their life.
Have you ever thought why so many educated and rich people always fail in their personal life? Surely because these people are too engrossed with their own works to get more knowledge and earn money. These people fail to realize that they are just hampering their personal front that will never be mended in future. Profession when given excess priority always leads to a failure at personal front. No doubt that today things have changed and people are more professional and hardly give it a thought about their personal lives. BUT! I must say that these people will surely be a big big looser in life because they fail to enjoy the love and commitments that are an integral part of a personal life.
A blend of professional and personal life is a perfect way to live life up to king size. Giving preference to both the P’s is the best way to utilize the most exquisite gift of God to mankind, named LIFE. Working like professionals at work hours is not a problem if personal things are handled with equal care.
How about when you are frustrated at your professional front? The best remedy to overcome your frustration is your family. OH! What a relaxing phase that this, I am sure many of you can feel it. How patiently things are handled by our loved ones and how consoling they are, that we start feeling so relaxed after sharing hardy a couple of hours with them. Those many work hours lead to frustration and a couple of hours with family makes us relax. WHAT A PERFECT REMEDY  :)

So,all you people out there, use your caliber to your best at your professional front but do take extreme good care of your family. A PERFECT ROAD TO FOLLOW THE PATH OF SUCCESSFUL LIFE IS A BALANCE BETWEEN THE TWO FIGHTING P’S OF LIFE!!

ಅಣ್ಣನಿಗೊಂದು ಗರ್ಲ್ ಫ್ರೆಂಡ್ ಇರುವುದಾಗಿ ಗೊತ್ತದಾಗಾದ ಆದ ಹೊಟ್ಟೆ ಉರಿ

ನನಗೀಗ ೨0ರ ಆಸು ಪಾಸು ವಯಸ್ಸು,  ವರ್ಷಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ಅಣ್ಣ ಬರಿ ನನಗಷ್ಟೇ ಸೀಮಿತ ಅನ್ನೋ ಭಾವನೆ ಬೆಳೆಸಿಕೊಂಡಿದ್ದೆ. ಬೇರೆ ಇನ್ನ್ಯಾರು ನಮ್ಮಿಬ್ಬರ ಮಧ್ಯ ಬರಲಾರರು ಅನ್ನೋ over confidence ಬೇರೆ, ಅದ್ಯಾವ ಗಳಿಗೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಇನ್ನ್ಯಾರೋ ಇರುವರು ಅಂತ ಗೊತ್ತಾಯ್ತೋ , ದುಃಖದಲ್ಲಿ ಮುಳುಗಿಹೋಗಿದ್ದೆ .

ಅವಳೇ  ಅನನ್ಯ ಉರ್ಫ್ Angry ಬರ್ಡ್. ಅವಳು ಯಾರು ಏನು ಎಂಥ ಯಾವುದು ಗೊತ್ತಿರದೇ ನಾನು ಪೆಚಾಡಿದ್ದು ಅಷ್ಟಿಷ್ಟಲ್ಲ . ಅದು ಹೇಗೆ ಇವ್ಳು ಇವನಿಗೆ ಇಷ್ಟು ಇಂಪಾರ್ಟೆಂಟ್ ಆದಳು ಅನ್ನೋಕಿಂತ ನನ್ನ ಇಂಪಾರ್ಟೆನ್ಸ್ ಕಡಿಮೆ ಆಗಬಾರದು ಅನ್ನೋ ದುಷ್ಟ ಬುದ್ಧಿ ನನಗೆ. ಬೇರೆ ಎಲ್ಲ ಅಕ್ಕ ತಂಗಿಯರು ತರಹ ಇರುವರೋ ಇಲ್ಲವೋ ನನಗೆ ತಿಳಿಯದು ಆದರೆ ನಾನು ಮಾತ್ರ ಸಿಕ್ಕಾಪಟ್ಟೆ possessive ಅನ್ನೋ ಅರಿವಾಗಿತ್ತು ನನಗೆ. ಅವಳು ಪ್ರತಿ ಸರಿ ಕಾಲ್ ಮಾಡಿದಾಗ ಯಾಕೋ ಏನೋ ವ್ಯಥೆ ಪಟ್ಟಿದ್ದೆ ನಾನು.

ಅಣ್ಣ ನನಗೆ ಬರಿ ಅಣ್ಣನಾಗದೆ  ಬೆಸ್ಟ್ ಫ್ರೆಂಡ್ , ಅಪ್ಪ , ಒಳ್ಳೆಯ ಮಾರ್ಗದರ್ಶಕ ಕೂಡ. ಇನ್ನ್ಯಾರೋ ಬಂದಾಗ ನನಗಾದ ಸಂಕಟ ಕೇಳುವಿರಾ? ನಾನು ಎರಡು ಸರಿ ಕಾಲ್ ಮಾಡಿದಾಗಲು ಬ್ಯುಸಿ ಅಂತ ಬಂದ್ರೆ ನನ್ನನ್ನು ಕಂಟ್ರೋಲ್ ಮಾಡಲು ಬ್ರಮ್ಹನಿಗು ಸಾಧ್ಯವಿಲ್ಲ, ಅದು ಬೇರೆ ಅವಳೇ ಇರುತ್ತಾಳೆ ಅಂತ ಕೋಪ.

ಹೀಗೆ ದಿನ ಕಳೆಯುತ್ತ ಬರುತ್ತಿವೆ, ಅವನು ಮಾತ್ರ ನನ್ನೆದುರಿಗೆ ಏನು ಹೇಳದವ್ನು ಇತ್ತಿಚಿಗೆ ಅವಳ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ಏನೇನೋ ಹೇಳ್ತಿರ್ತಾನೆ. ನಾನು ತಲೆ ಆಡಿಸ್ತಿನಿ, ಇನ್ನೇನು ಮಾಡಕ್ಕೆ ಅಗಲ್ವಲ್ಲ ಅನ್ನೋದಕ್ಕೆಅವಳು ನನಗಾಗಿ ಕಳಿಸಿದ ಕಾಜಲ್ ಮುಟ್ಟೊಕ್ಕೆ ೧೫ ದಿನ ತೊಗೊಂಡಿದ್ದೆ. ಅಂತಹದರಲ್ಲಿ ಅಣ್ಣನಿಗೆ ವಾಲೆಟ್ ಗಿಫ್ಟ್ ಮಾಡಿ ತಪ್ಪು ಮಾಡಿದವಳು ಅವಳು, ಅದು ಯಾಕೆ ಅಂತಿರಾ, ಏನ್ ಕೇಳ್ತಿರಾ ನನ್ನ ಕಥೆ, ಪ್ರೈಮರಿ ಸ್ಕೂಲ್ ಅಲ್ಲಿರ್ಬೇಕಾದ್ರೆ ಅವನಿಗೆ ಜಾತ್ರೆಯಿಂದ ಫಸ್ಟ್ ವಾಲೆಟ್ ತಂದು ಕೊಟ್ಟವಳೆ ನಾನು ಅಲ್ಲಿಂದಾ ಇಲ್ಲಿವರ್ಗು ಅವನು use ಮಾಡೋ ಟಾಮಿ ವಾಲೆಟ್ ನಾನ್ ಸೆಲೆಕ್ಟ್ ಮಾಡಿ ತಂದಿರೋದು.

ಅವಳ ಜೊತೆ ಒಂದು ಸರಿ ಮಾತಾಡಿದಾಗ, ಅವಳು ಪದೇ ಪದೇ ಅವನ ಬಗ್ಗೆ ತನಗಿರುವ ಕಾಳಜಿ ವ್ಯಕ್ತಪಡಿಸಿದಾಗ ಸಿಕ್ಕಾಪಟ್ಟೆ Jealous ಫೀಲ್ ಆಗಿತ್ತು. ದುಃಖದ ಮಡುಗಟ್ಟಿತ್ತು. ಪ್ರಪಂಚದಲ್ಲಿರೋ ಎಲ್ಲ ಕಷ್ಟಗಳು ಸಡನ್ ಆಗಿ ನನ್ನ ತಲೆ ಮೇಲೆ ಬಿದ್ದ ಹಾಗೆ ಆಗಿತ್ತು.                           

ಕಥೆ ಇಲ್ಲಿಗೆ ಮುಗಿಯದು, ಯಾಕಂದ್ರೆ ನನ್ನ ಅಣ್ಣ ತುಂಬಾ ಜವಾಬ್ಧಾರಿ ಇರುವ ವ್ಯಕ್ತಿ, ಯಾವ ಸಮಯದಲ್ಲಿ ಯಾವ ವಿಷಯಕ್ಕೆ ಎಷ್ಟು ಇಂಪಾರ್ಟೆನ್ಸ್ ಕೊಡ್ಬೇಕು ಅನ್ನೋ ಅರಿವು ಇರುವವನು. ಅಷ್ಟನ್ನು ಮೀರಿ ತನ್ನ ಜೀವನ ಹೇಗೆ ನಿರುಪಿಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳಬೇಕು ಅನ್ನುವ ಕಲ್ಪನೆಯೂ ಅವನಿಗಿದೆ. ಮುಂದಿನದನ್ನು ನಾನು ಅರಿಯೆನು, ಆದರೆ ಯಾರೇ ಬಂದರು ನಾನು ಅವನಿಗೆ ಅವನ ಮುದ್ದಿನ ಕೂಸು ಆಗಿದ್ದರೆ ಅಷ್ಟೇ ಸಾಕು. So ಈ  ಅನನ್ಯ ನನ್ನ ಅಮ್ಮನಿಗೆ ಸೊಸೆಯಾಗ್ತಳೊ ಇಲ್ವೋ ಗೊತ್ತಿಲ್ಲ ಆದರೆ ನನ್ನ ಅಣ್ಣನಿಗೆ ಸಮಯಕ್ಕೆ ಸರಿಯಾಗಿ moral ಸಪೋರ್ಟ್ ನೀಡುವ, ಎಲ್ಲ ಆಗು ಹೋಗುಗಳ ಕಾಳಜಿ ತೋರಿಸುವ ಹುಡುಗಿ.

ನನ್ನೆಲ್ಲ ದುಃಖ, ವ್ಯಥೆ, possessiveness ಮತ್ತು ಸಿಟ್ಟು ಒಂಥರಾ ಸಣ್ಣ ಮಕ್ಕಳ ಬುದ್ಧಿ ಹಾಗೆ. ಯಾವುದು ಅರ್ಥ ಮಾಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳದೆ ನಾ ಮಾಡುವ ತಪ್ಪುಗಳು. ಎರಡನೇ ಯೋಚನೆಯೇ ಮಾಡಲಾರದ ಮೂರ್ಖಿ ನಾನು.



ಅಣ್ಣ ಮಾತ್ರ ಅರ್ಧದಲ್ಲಿ ಹಂಚಿ ಹೋಗಿದ್ದಂತೂ ನಿಜ.