After coming back, the toughest part has been answering questions on why I decided to travel alone. (I did get the question there a lot as well, but they seemed a little less judgmental.)
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Ma finally hyper reacted, like I had originally expected her to. I told her about the little fight, she blew her top [...]
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On playing against stereotype
Posted in A hard day's night, With a little help from my frunds., tagged trip on July 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
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Posted in A hard day's night on June 25, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Jamie is American, in his mid forties, and has been a manager in his company for the last few years. It’s a nice, high-paying job. He’s got three kids, got a nice house and a loving wife of more than 25 years. He speaks too much at times and has got a goofy sense of [...]
Lack-of-pride has its glory
Posted in A hard day's night, In my lyfe on June 2, 2008 | 2 Comments »
My boss, or rather my project lead, is Indian relacated to the US. A Senior Director in the company, and may I add, rather good at her work, she does have a few issues.
1. She is, IMHO, in her early-forties…. And she is convinced that she is a decade younger.
2. She is the Delhiite-Kashmiri fair, [...]
April is the cruellest month
Posted in A hard day's night, Ask me why, With a little help from my frunds. on April 1, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Dear Retro,
Nobody promised that it will be easy. To both of us. Nobody lied.
And it seems like a nightmare gone wrong. Or a perverse All-fool’s day joke. Wish it was either of those two.
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I think you are taking this responsibility thing a bit too seriously. You just got married, you have a family to support. [...]
In which we judge..
Posted in A hard day's night on March 26, 2008 | 4 Comments »
And tell you why we are forever surprised with people.
There was another post about my obsession with rediff messageboards, and the people who kill time and English language in that space. But these two incidents took the cake because it involved two people at the top of their game, at work.
I saw someone (a fairly [...]
Peeve #2659
Posted in A hard day's night, Let it be on January 11, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I cant seem to understand why most people with an MBA degree/ enrolled into a B-School can’t stop gushing about how they are talking to “business leaders” and “people at the top”.
The self worth attached to a person is because of their own work, and not because of someone else, isn’t it? Then why the [...]
In which we cry and cry over spilt milk
Posted in A hard day's night on December 5, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
There are somewhat emotional moments in ones life, things one is passionate and weak about – the first performance on stage, the first crush, the first best friend, the first important exam, the first relationship and the first job. Though the breaking up of each of those reveries is painful at that [...]
LinkedOut
Posted in A hard day's night on November 14, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Yes, I know. You added me to your Orkut, Facebook and LinkedIn accounts. I saw those.
And no, I didn’t miss it, I do check my LinkedIn account all the time.
And yes, it is planned. You are on my Orkut friend list. You are on my Facebook friend list. And yes, we are using the term [...]
In which we analyze why I am having such a tough time at work.
Posted in A hard day's night on November 13, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Boss: is into cosmetics of work, I am not. I work quietly, get work done, and forget to show off. As the company is growing, it is hard to keep track of who is doing what, unless the hierarchy is clearly defined, and roles and responsibilities even more so.
He seems to be leeching on my [...]
The morning after
Posted in A hard day's night, Ask me why on November 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I spent the night cyber-ing. Will spare y’all IRs (imaginary readers) the intimate details of that encounter. And if you persist, I will get into such graphic details that y’all will get disgusted and never return. Anyway, the point of that dramatic opening statement being, I want readership and the book contract. And I will [...]