My Little Brother

I tried writing a small poem for the person who is my biggest strength and my biggest weakness too. I love him way too much to tell him...I hate him when he hurts himself...He is younger to me but behaves like an older one...He runs back to me when he needs comfort.

THIS LITTLE POEM IS DEDICATED TO MY LITTLE BROTHER

My brother is so annoying,
My brother is so mad,
My brother drives me crazy,
It makes me want to go mad,
My brother makes my father constantly yell,
My brother makes me and my mother cry,
My brother is crazy,
My brother is nuts,

Sometimes I want to grab him,
And beat him when he hurts himself,
I know he loves me, but he never shows

My brother is my baby,
My brother is my confidante,
My brother is my advisory
My brother is my strength
My brother is my weakness

Someday I will have to leave him alone and go,
I know that day will come soon,
All I have to tell him that there hasn't been a moment in my life,
that I haven't thanked god for giving me you 

Raiding the memory lane

I just want to share experience over here....

It was a fine Sunday afternoon, gentle wind teasing the rain-wet leaves, a beautiful scenario with people enjoying their weekend.

That’s when I decided to revamp ma closet. (Actually I have been thinking of cleaning it up for quite some time, jus that I was too lazy)

Just like I had expected. I opened my fine wardrobe and a heap of clothes, bags, lingerie’s, everything for that matter fell right on my head, burying me inside a mountain of what-nots

But, I so din expect ma closet-cleaning/revamping to be an adventurous, astonishing, fun journey. I always thought it to be a boring chore.

Now, slowly and steadily I emptied the pile and sat in the center or the room wondering where to start…

So..I started segregating the dresses according to their make and model (am not I sounding technical) …kurtis, shirts, salwars, formals, jeans, capris, skirts, shorts, night suits etc. etc… (etc. is inclusive of all small garments) …the folding was sure a herculean task…then came the main part…. had to hang ma umpteen number of t-shirts on…. that’s when I got my first surprise…Damn!! I actually forgot a few lovely old dresses hidden at the back of ma cupboard (That I almost forgot of) …I found some cute little skirts too…best part. I found money in an old jean…

After all the fabric clearance…I went on to clear up the drawers…Immensely tiring task (at least that what I thought it would be). But it wasn’t. I found a lot many things hidden in my treasure chest…Old sim cards…love letters from boyfriends and love chits from admirers, dried rose petals, and 3 dried roses, 1 toblerone pack, little teddy bear key chain, my knuckle punch (I thought I had lost it in transit), my cycle chain, a boxing glow key chain, some mementos, my old college id card, a few hall-tickets, my baby-pic, 2-3 cigarette boxes, 1 miniature rum bottle, a few gold rings, a necklace that I had got for a valentine, my old one-eyed puppy soft toy, 2 slam books, my stamp collection, my bus ticket collection stacked in a bag.

Gosh!! I mean I never imagined that I had so many things kept neatly in there.

These little things brought back the good memories, it felt really nice to travel back in time.

Especially, now when 70% of our time is spent at work, 10% in traveling, 10% in cribbing bout our problems, 9% in resting…we get measly 1% time for ourselves…

The memories have taught me a new lesson in life. Never waste an opportunity to tell the people important to you that you love them. Who knows it may stay life long as a memory. That will make you smile one day

Now I realize, TIME ONCE GONE CAN NEVER COME BACK.

How Mumbai sees friends?

I don't how to start this blog...I am making a genuine attempt to start this blog in a proper way..so that I can put ma views across...

Well...I have to travel for like 3 hours to and fro from ma house to ma work...

Today, I was kinda thinking (Actually thinking so deeply that I forgot that ma bus had almost reached my destination)...The life in Mumbai is so different..We tend to meet so many people day in and day out...The faces that are regulars at the bus stops, coffee shops, rickshaw stands etc etc.. I think its only in Mumbai that you have different category of friends..

Some common categories are

1. Bachpan k friends (childhood friends)

2. School friends

3. College friends...

Now...Special Mumbaiyya categories include

# Bus friends

# Train friends

# Building friends

# Area friends

# Just-smile at the daily road friends

# Just-Good Morning / Evening friends

# Sutta/Daru friends

# Chai wala tapri friends

# Canteen friends

uuufffff!!!!!!!!! I yam exhausted thinking so much...Guess I should take the help of ma 3am friends too..

It feels so nice to have so many known and unknown faces caring for you at any point of time and anywhere in the city..The kinda people about whom you know nothing...Sometimes you dun even know their names..But still they are a major chunk of your life

There were actual incidences when Ma Just-smile friends helped we when I was almost on the verge of collapsing..and there are times when your Bus friends share chips n chocolates when you are in dire need of it...there are times when you are low and your Just Good Morning friends light up your day...

I PERSONALLY THINK SO MANY FRIENDS JUST MEAN MORE SMILES..A BLESSING IN DISGUISE..

I LOVE ALL MA FRIENDS AND AM SO LUCKY TO HAVE THEM

Thanks a lot buddies...You make life worth living

Boring Saturdays

Hello My dahlings...Lotsa Mwaaahhss to all my munchkins

Ya know what people...Working on Saturday is a worst crime...n I tend to commit this offense every damn week...I should be slaughtered to death. Me thinks that My company need a few people like the description given below

# An Intelligent MBA dude with multiple skills and this Dude should be able to Fax, Email, File craps, Xerox and happily make a good cuppa coffee

# Young,ugly,friendless moron with no life, willing to work on weekends and holidays and take up my share of work too

# An Executive Assistant for me from a rich family..who is ready to work for peanuts jus coz he wants experience and money factor does not bother him..

# An Idiot who looks for an increment and takes 5% increment with a smile n never cribs about it and is ready to take a donkey load of work for another 2% increment

# A nice dumdum who can always be relied upon to give a kind ear to my problems and report them straight to the boss...and does not expect nethng more than a smile on ma face wen i get that huge fat paycheck and a promotion

# A professional who says the right things about me to the boss and expects jus a pat on his shoulder and who gives all his credentials of the work to me...which in turn gives ma a handsome raise.

# A problem solver who will jus make thngs right after I have made a helluva mess of it

# A talented loyalist who jus loves being bossed around by me.

Ahhhhhhh........people do u think dat I am asking too much....Naaaahhhhh

I am jus trying to make my organiasation a better place to work.