Don’t care so much for me, I may get used to it.
Don’t come so near to me, I may not be able to detach from it.
Don’t put so much faith in me, I may not be able to handle it.
Don’t touch me the way u do, I may not be able to get over it.
Don’t become a part of my life, Coz without u, I won’t be able to live it.
Don’t make me fall for u, I may not be able to fall out of it.
Don’t come into my life, If u have to leave one day.
Don’t give me the hope, That it’s forever u r gonna stay. Coz love is an emotion I won’t be able to hide, When love isn’t reciprocated with love, It hurts deep down inside.
Don’t start something That I won’t be able to end.
Don’t make me believe That u can be more than a friend. Coz at the end of it all, I don’t wanna hear u say, That,” I’m sorry,” “ but I never felt the same way!”
Wednesday, 22 April 2009
Friday, 12 December 2008
I'm Humbled
One of the best things about working at onsite is the exposure that you get in terms of all the wonderful people you get to work with. Not that you dont get to work with people at offshore..Its just that it is an entirely different crowd.
To understand the impact of it, you should know how an Indian IT outsourcing company works. Much of the IT workforce in India, is the handpicked, fresh out of college novice engineers and graduates, eager to proove themselves to the world.
Since the recruitment is an yearly excercise, each year, the workforce would see an addition of new faces, and the previous year's recruits would climb one step ahead in the ladder of seniority within the organisation.
By the time we are 3 -4 years expereinced, we become ( or at least feel that we become) somebody in the organisation. We dont attend friend's marriages saying that we have a critical delivery to make, and we are in control..We think twice about applying for a leave even when our grandparents are on their deathbed, thinking that the system would crash without our esteemed presence.
Atleast I was one among the above crowd...a certified workaholic who used to burn hours in
office, and feel as if i am an all important part of my project...
All these changed the day I landed at onsite and started working with people who had been working with the bank for 25-30 years..people more or as old as my dad .... people who set up the system from scratch..designed these huge parody of events which now is our bread n butter..
And there existed a time, when there used to be only a single compiler, and people had to wait for turns with their code to get it complied.
Whew I am really thankfull at this point for the technical advancements..else i would have had to have many endless days waiting in queue :)
Yesterday as we were having our TCS christmas lunch, I was chatting with one of my old friends here.He is a gem of a man, and it was a great experience to work with him for one or two assignments. I particularly like him, because, he treats me like one little girl, and always gives me a namaste, every time I cross his path. Well in between our conversation, i popped him a question.. Mr C, How long have you been with the bank?and he says, I'm afraid I've not been here for long..just 27 -28 years.
It amazed me.It humbled me..His experience was more than my age.We who complain that we cannot continue in the same project for more than 2 years becuase we feel that our learning curve is not climbing up..should look at this man and learn our lessons. 27 years in the same bank- same system, and even now, when we Oooh and aah over his experience, he very humbly says GBS ( Global Banking System of Bank of America, for which I am currently working ) is a vast system. I dont know even 10 % of it.
Now that is called humility.
In presence of these great colleagues, I am humbled..
To understand the impact of it, you should know how an Indian IT outsourcing company works. Much of the IT workforce in India, is the handpicked, fresh out of college novice engineers and graduates, eager to proove themselves to the world.
Since the recruitment is an yearly excercise, each year, the workforce would see an addition of new faces, and the previous year's recruits would climb one step ahead in the ladder of seniority within the organisation.
By the time we are 3 -4 years expereinced, we become ( or at least feel that we become) somebody in the organisation. We dont attend friend's marriages saying that we have a critical delivery to make, and we are in control..We think twice about applying for a leave even when our grandparents are on their deathbed, thinking that the system would crash without our esteemed presence.
Atleast I was one among the above crowd...a certified workaholic who used to burn hours in
office, and feel as if i am an all important part of my project...
All these changed the day I landed at onsite and started working with people who had been working with the bank for 25-30 years..people more or as old as my dad .... people who set up the system from scratch..designed these huge parody of events which now is our bread n butter..
Each day is a new experience for me..There was this day when, while going through some files on my shelf, I came across hand written notes about our banking system carefully filed up..It was dated 03 -Jun-83 ..when I was jus 4 months old. The person who wrote the note is still around and working.He is such a sweetheart and after I told him this incident, makes sure to get me chocolates daily :)
Occasionaly we do have those informal round the table talks when people sit around and share their stories of the initial dyas at the bank and the starting days of the system.
And there existed a time, when there used to be only a single compiler, and people had to wait for turns with their code to get it complied.
Whew I am really thankfull at this point for the technical advancements..else i would have had to have many endless days waiting in queue :)
Yesterday as we were having our TCS christmas lunch, I was chatting with one of my old friends here.He is a gem of a man, and it was a great experience to work with him for one or two assignments. I particularly like him, because, he treats me like one little girl, and always gives me a namaste, every time I cross his path. Well in between our conversation, i popped him a question.. Mr C, How long have you been with the bank?and he says, I'm afraid I've not been here for long..just 27 -28 years.
It amazed me.It humbled me..His experience was more than my age.We who complain that we cannot continue in the same project for more than 2 years becuase we feel that our learning curve is not climbing up..should look at this man and learn our lessons. 27 years in the same bank- same system, and even now, when we Oooh and aah over his experience, he very humbly says GBS ( Global Banking System of Bank of America, for which I am currently working ) is a vast system. I dont know even 10 % of it.
Now that is called humility.
In presence of these great colleagues, I am humbled..
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
Being in Love
Once someone very dear to me told me that love is a mutual feeling..something that lights a spark in both minds.For me it is a singular emotion.Something that I alone feel ( or felt as it would be more appropriate.)
To love and to be loved are two different things..as I read somewhere long back. In every relationship there are two..the one who loves, and one who is loved.
For my part , I have never known what it is to be loved...offcourse I have my dear parents who literally love me to pieces, my very dear friends, and the multitude of relatives who at the very sight of me pounce on me and smother me with their affections.. But there has never been that someone special, who as theory goes, add rainbow colours to your days and dreams.
But still I have been in love..
Being in love is when you know it is not possible but you keep hoping for miracles.
Being in love is when the very thought of them brings a lump to your throat
Being in love is when you visit and revisit your memory to bring out those precious moments of togetherness, and the wonderful conversations you shared.
Being in love is when you wish you had the Alladin's lamp which would grant you just one wish...oh just that one wonderful wish..
Being in love is feeling a bit sad even at the happiest of days just beause they aren't there
to share it.
Being in love is when you strike up conversations, just for a bit of information about that someone.
Being in love is when you wake up each day, wishing that things were different and cry yourself to sleep.
Being in love is when you wish there were painkillers to sooth aching hearts.
Being in love is when chaotic thoughts fly around your mind, and you cannot harness your thoughts.
Being in love is when the pain still remains, even after what seems like eternity.
Like what Linbaba said:
Where the the end has a lot of hurt still you never can get out of it ... you exist a day more ... fight till the next morning ... maybe somewhere hate the person ...but still remain in love - Shantaram
You bet..It hurts like hell ...
To love and to be loved are two different things..as I read somewhere long back. In every relationship there are two..the one who loves, and one who is loved.
For my part , I have never known what it is to be loved...offcourse I have my dear parents who literally love me to pieces, my very dear friends, and the multitude of relatives who at the very sight of me pounce on me and smother me with their affections.. But there has never been that someone special, who as theory goes, add rainbow colours to your days and dreams.
But still I have been in love..
Being in love is when you know it is not possible but you keep hoping for miracles.
Being in love is when the very thought of them brings a lump to your throat
Being in love is when you visit and revisit your memory to bring out those precious moments of togetherness, and the wonderful conversations you shared.
Being in love is when you wish you had the Alladin's lamp which would grant you just one wish...oh just that one wonderful wish..
Being in love is feeling a bit sad even at the happiest of days just beause they aren't there
to share it.
Being in love is when you strike up conversations, just for a bit of information about that someone.
Being in love is when you wake up each day, wishing that things were different and cry yourself to sleep.
Being in love is when you wish there were painkillers to sooth aching hearts.
Being in love is when chaotic thoughts fly around your mind, and you cannot harness your thoughts.
Being in love is when the pain still remains, even after what seems like eternity.
Like what Linbaba said:
Where the the end has a lot of hurt still you never can get out of it ... you exist a day more ... fight till the next morning ... maybe somewhere hate the person ...but still remain in love - Shantaram
You bet..It hurts like hell ...
Saturday, 6 December 2008
Syncredibles turn 4 today
Its been four long and succesful years since i started off the stint as an IT professional... Yes it was 4 years ago this day, that the batch of 24 ( Later to be named as Syncredibles) joined the Initial Training Program of Syntel India Ltd.
In the infinitessimally cold basement training rooms, of Syntel, 21 Mount Road, Saidapet Chennai, a wonderful friendship was forged between 24 people and their 2 trainers..Great friendships..I'm proud to say, which have withstood all the Borsalino test of time and circumstances.. Great friendships, which makes all of us to reach out for one another, this particular day, to revive the memoreis of those 3 months well spent..beautiful memories, which adds colour to our yesterdays.
We had our own promo also..'Consider IT Fun'..which was a punch on the original one of the company -Consider IT Done.
Since then, I have revisited more than 1000 times,the entries made in my diary during those days. There are the first words and letters of Tamil that I learned, which Princy used to very patiently teach me.
There are the wonderful memories of womens hostel in Adayar, It's terrace and balcony, where i spent hours in the night glued to my mobile. The pizza hut in Adayar, were we used to burn our money and time...The countless trips to Besant Nagar beach..
CA realia, Quizes, last minute studies, copying, Softskills training,waiting for the project, the heartbreaks over going to Mumbai, the annual day,Final case study..Hotel Sangeetha in Adayar, where we used to have 'Blind love mixed with Honey' ( a popular icecream flavour)..
The final farewell party at the Dhabba, the big soft toy I got as my Birthday gift, our team winning the cricket match.......
When I start writing, the memories, still evergreen in my heart, come rushing in..
Over the years changes have come over everyone. Quite a few of us have quit Syntel and Joined other companies. Some are married, and some already with kids.
I was the first one to send out the group mail this year..Thought that most people would have forgotten about all that. was really surprised to hear from quite a few, that they wanted to be sending the first emails..Keep up the good spirit guys.. Let us hold those memories very dear to our heart..
Couldn't help thinking about my life as well..I feel like laughing now, when I think of the old me, who was scared of even my own shadow..I have come a long way, and Im really proud of being what I am, and what I could achieve in the past 4 years..There were lots more that could have been done, but staisfied with what I have gained.
This batch gave me some of the finest of friends, who played vital roles in shaping my destiny...
Gave me some of the best moments of my life..
However far we are, I'm thankful to God that this one day unites us together, gives us a chance to retrospect on our memories, and provides us the helping hand to plough on..
Long live Syncredibles.
Long live the Syncredible Spirit
In the infinitessimally cold basement training rooms, of Syntel, 21 Mount Road, Saidapet Chennai, a wonderful friendship was forged between 24 people and their 2 trainers..Great friendships..I'm proud to say, which have withstood all the Borsalino test of time and circumstances.. Great friendships, which makes all of us to reach out for one another, this particular day, to revive the memoreis of those 3 months well spent..beautiful memories, which adds colour to our yesterdays.
We had our own promo also..'Consider IT Fun'..which was a punch on the original one of the company -Consider IT Done.
Since then, I have revisited more than 1000 times,the entries made in my diary during those days. There are the first words and letters of Tamil that I learned, which Princy used to very patiently teach me.
There are the wonderful memories of womens hostel in Adayar, It's terrace and balcony, where i spent hours in the night glued to my mobile. The pizza hut in Adayar, were we used to burn our money and time...The countless trips to Besant Nagar beach..
CA realia, Quizes, last minute studies, copying, Softskills training,waiting for the project, the heartbreaks over going to Mumbai, the annual day,Final case study..Hotel Sangeetha in Adayar, where we used to have 'Blind love mixed with Honey' ( a popular icecream flavour)..
The final farewell party at the Dhabba, the big soft toy I got as my Birthday gift, our team winning the cricket match.......
When I start writing, the memories, still evergreen in my heart, come rushing in..
Over the years changes have come over everyone. Quite a few of us have quit Syntel and Joined other companies. Some are married, and some already with kids.
I was the first one to send out the group mail this year..Thought that most people would have forgotten about all that. was really surprised to hear from quite a few, that they wanted to be sending the first emails..Keep up the good spirit guys.. Let us hold those memories very dear to our heart..
Couldn't help thinking about my life as well..I feel like laughing now, when I think of the old me, who was scared of even my own shadow..I have come a long way, and Im really proud of being what I am, and what I could achieve in the past 4 years..There were lots more that could have been done, but staisfied with what I have gained.
This batch gave me some of the finest of friends, who played vital roles in shaping my destiny...
Gave me some of the best moments of my life..
However far we are, I'm thankful to God that this one day unites us together, gives us a chance to retrospect on our memories, and provides us the helping hand to plough on..
Long live Syncredibles.
Long live the Syncredible Spirit
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
Its a loong wait
Waiting for update from people is such a painfull thing.If there 's only a single task to be completed, its fine.Today, I have got too many of those little little totally unrelated ones to be completed and all of them pointing in every imaginable direction.
There is one report to be send out for L&D which I have been following up for ages, and just now it was send across to me sans the one column which is relevant for me.After the gentleman in
L & D UK comes up with sensible reports,I have to consolidate and send them across to my L & D counterpart in Chennai so that she can come up with learning plans devised to screw up our appraisals for the next quarter.
Then there is this weird project for which even the end users are not clear of the requirements. Almost every other call has ended in nothingness, without anyone getting even one penny worth of information.I quite belive that this one is Jinxed, like couple of other pixie projectsthat I handled.We 've had a flurry of development leads and TDM's running in and out.Now myself and S are more or less screwed to it.
We've grinded and filtered the requirements a zillion times and have packedthe dust and bits off to business for their final approval.Still waiting for someone to come up with the approvals.
Then there's this BJR for another one, that keeps creating funny unidentified reports.( For once, the JCL's are choosing to be proactive I guess).Need to follow up on that, and need to fall at the Test leads feet for the approval for Defect Tracking excel.I have already send 3-4 emails, and made couple of courtesy calls to his desk to prompt him into action, but nothing seems to be working.
Above all have commited myself to a 4 day trip to paris, for whichI should hunt and come up with documents, before the friday appoinment with the French consulate.
Over all this, I 'm having a 'Near the corridor' seat which exposes me ( and my PC) to everyone who is passing by..something not to be preferred when you dont have anything interesting to do.
I opened a mainframe screen and typed F7 F8 for almost an hour, spoke to my parents and scores of others whom I never really had a chance to speak tofor the past couple of months.There is another one hour meeting coming up and nearly 2 more hours to while away, before the day ends.
GRRRRRRRRRR..feeling angry and irritated, at having to depend on so many people to complete what I am supposed to do.
There is one report to be send out for L&D which I have been following up for ages, and just now it was send across to me sans the one column which is relevant for me.After the gentleman in
L & D UK comes up with sensible reports,I have to consolidate and send them across to my L & D counterpart in Chennai so that she can come up with learning plans devised to screw up our appraisals for the next quarter.
Then there is this weird project for which even the end users are not clear of the requirements. Almost every other call has ended in nothingness, without anyone getting even one penny worth of information.I quite belive that this one is Jinxed, like couple of other pixie projectsthat I handled.We 've had a flurry of development leads and TDM's running in and out.Now myself and S are more or less screwed to it.
We've grinded and filtered the requirements a zillion times and have packedthe dust and bits off to business for their final approval.Still waiting for someone to come up with the approvals.
Then there's this BJR for another one, that keeps creating funny unidentified reports.( For once, the JCL's are choosing to be proactive I guess).Need to follow up on that, and need to fall at the Test leads feet for the approval for Defect Tracking excel.I have already send 3-4 emails, and made couple of courtesy calls to his desk to prompt him into action, but nothing seems to be working.
Above all have commited myself to a 4 day trip to paris, for whichI should hunt and come up with documents, before the friday appoinment with the French consulate.
Over all this, I 'm having a 'Near the corridor' seat which exposes me ( and my PC) to everyone who is passing by..something not to be preferred when you dont have anything interesting to do.
I opened a mainframe screen and typed F7 F8 for almost an hour, spoke to my parents and scores of others whom I never really had a chance to speak tofor the past couple of months.There is another one hour meeting coming up and nearly 2 more hours to while away, before the day ends.
GRRRRRRRRRR..feeling angry and irritated, at having to depend on so many people to complete what I am supposed to do.
Saturday, 29 November 2008
I pray for you dear Mumbai
For a long time I was not getting time to Blog..but i didnt want to be writing what I am writing today..Yes the mumbai blasts..
This was the city that housed me for nearly a year,the place were I started my Career.As every other person who has been to Mumbai knows..There is no other place on earth like this.
Right now I'm in London..One of the most happening places in the whole world, but this place doesn't have the soul, the feel, the diversity, the true spirit of living as you see in Mumbai.
Day before yesterday, India' so called financial capital saw the start of her worst moments in recent history.
A group of 20 people had freezed the city for over 60 hours combating the best of indian Armed forces.Around 200 innocent lives have been sacrificed, over idiotic ideals .This leaves me wondering....havent we had enough of this religious fanatism..
Yesterday went through the orkut profile of the slain major Sandeep Unnikrishnan. He was just another person like us, adding music videos, visiting places, enjoying life..and all that had to be brutually ended, at the hands of some unknown person.
What are we gaining out of all these. All these people who are out there killing, ..do you have a consicence, when you kill someone and deprive someone of the love that they deserve.
Do you people have a family of your own???
What do you aim to achieve out of all these..you say it is for retribution..Once you go through mental agony yourself, and know how badly it hurts, why do you go around doing the same mistake to others..
Which religion are you following that doesnt teach you to love your fellow human being..
My plea to all my brothers and sisters out there ...Dont be a fanatic. The one life you have, spend it constructively..Heaven is not someplace you go after you die. It is the same place that you are in right now and its your responsibility to create it.
To all the politicians out there..we've had enough of your crap..nothing more is needed.Take steps to protect the people who have put trust in you.
Finally salute to the brave souls who laid down thier present for our better future.You people have made a sacrifice that we ourselves cannot think of doing. To tell the truth. this one day, I am ashamed of being so away from my motherland, and doing nothing of significance to my country.
Yet am proud this day that I am an Indian. I have the strength of my Willpower to carry me through all the ordereals that life throws my way.. Long live India . Jai Hind
This was the city that housed me for nearly a year,the place were I started my Career.As every other person who has been to Mumbai knows..There is no other place on earth like this.
Right now I'm in London..One of the most happening places in the whole world, but this place doesn't have the soul, the feel, the diversity, the true spirit of living as you see in Mumbai.
Day before yesterday, India' so called financial capital saw the start of her worst moments in recent history.
A group of 20 people had freezed the city for over 60 hours combating the best of indian Armed forces.Around 200 innocent lives have been sacrificed, over idiotic ideals .This leaves me wondering....havent we had enough of this religious fanatism..
Yesterday went through the orkut profile of the slain major Sandeep Unnikrishnan. He was just another person like us, adding music videos, visiting places, enjoying life..and all that had to be brutually ended, at the hands of some unknown person.
What are we gaining out of all these. All these people who are out there killing, ..do you have a consicence, when you kill someone and deprive someone of the love that they deserve.
Do you people have a family of your own???
What do you aim to achieve out of all these..you say it is for retribution..Once you go through mental agony yourself, and know how badly it hurts, why do you go around doing the same mistake to others..
Which religion are you following that doesnt teach you to love your fellow human being..
My plea to all my brothers and sisters out there ...Dont be a fanatic. The one life you have, spend it constructively..Heaven is not someplace you go after you die. It is the same place that you are in right now and its your responsibility to create it.
To all the politicians out there..we've had enough of your crap..nothing more is needed.Take steps to protect the people who have put trust in you.
Finally salute to the brave souls who laid down thier present for our better future.You people have made a sacrifice that we ourselves cannot think of doing. To tell the truth. this one day, I am ashamed of being so away from my motherland, and doing nothing of significance to my country.
Yet am proud this day that I am an Indian. I have the strength of my Willpower to carry me through all the ordereals that life throws my way.. Long live India . Jai Hind
Wednesday, 12 November 2008
I AM STRESSED-A one scene drama
SCENE 1
A lunch treat for a small group of 5 ladies and a gentleman( I pity the guy).
Infact he is hosting the treat and is more or less a silent spectator.
Five ladies around a table is more than enough to rock the world..
and soon all are pitching in on one topic after the other.
Now i feel i should rightly give a background sketch of the main speakers
Lady A: the classic example of a typical call center customer.
To open an excel sheet she needs clear instructions like :
At the bottom left most corner of the screen, you see a button which
says start. click on that, and you can see a big list-> choose all programs
............. even after such a detailed instruction, she would want someone
to give her a live demo of how to do it.
Lady B : was continuously on the to be thrown out list of employees
for the past 3 -4 years, who by some quirk of fate happens to be still around.
Lady C: rightly labeled as DANGEROUS- being the captain
of the blame game team in office.
Lady D: From a far off land called India
Lady E : (a number one optimist) and Gent G( The host and a true gentleman).
D, E and G are more or less silent onlookers.
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Start of Show
Lady A is pretty dissatisfied with how things are turning out at office.
They have wiped out an entire team of efficient people and replaced
them with an entirely new team.
The Old team while it existed took care of everything - Now the whole team
is new and after so many years in service, Lady A is actually expected to work !!!!!!!
A is right now learning that there is lot more things to actual work other than opening and
closing excel sheets. To Top that the last day she went back home to find her teenage child
waiting for her to prepare dinner....
A : "Oh..All these pressures at work is leaving me stressed.On top of that
last week, when i went home, my child was waiting for me to tell *** what to cook...
All the work in office, and then this at home...I badly need a stress break.."
D thinks of her Indian colleague who had to put in a normal 8 hour shift at work, go home to a baby son who had 105 degree fever, stay up with him the entire night ,cook and clean for the family and then come back to work again the following day, repeating the same schedule for over a week. Being Indian inevitably makes you end up with having another grown up baby for a husband. (For all the men who can take care of themselves-the above line was not meant for you).And unfortunately being a so called Contractor, not being entitled to any of these Stress leaves..... The poor thing apart from the occasional ribbing she did to her other lose female friends, never opened her mouth to spell STRESS...Or may be Stress has a different perspective in Indian terms ????
Lady B is worried about the fact that no one is thanking her for what she does(?????)
( Leaves D wondering who the 'we' are ??? )
A lunch treat for a small group of 5 ladies and a gentleman( I pity the guy).
Infact he is hosting the treat and is more or less a silent spectator.
Five ladies around a table is more than enough to rock the world..
and soon all are pitching in on one topic after the other.
Now i feel i should rightly give a background sketch of the main speakers
Lady A: the classic example of a typical call center customer.
To open an excel sheet she needs clear instructions like :
At the bottom left most corner of the screen, you see a button which
says start. click on that, and you can see a big list-> choose all programs
............. even after such a detailed instruction, she would want someone
to give her a live demo of how to do it.
Lady B : was continuously on the to be thrown out list of employees
for the past 3 -4 years, who by some quirk of fate happens to be still around.
Lady C: rightly labeled as DANGEROUS- being the captain
of the blame game team in office.
Lady D: From a far off land called India
Lady E : (a number one optimist) and Gent G( The host and a true gentleman).
D, E and G are more or less silent onlookers.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Start of Show
Lady A is pretty dissatisfied with how things are turning out at office.
They have wiped out an entire team of efficient people and replaced
them with an entirely new team.
The Old team while it existed took care of everything - Now the whole team
is new and after so many years in service, Lady A is actually expected to work !!!!!!!
A is right now learning that there is lot more things to actual work other than opening and
closing excel sheets. To Top that the last day she went back home to find her teenage child
waiting for her to prepare dinner....
A : "Oh..All these pressures at work is leaving me stressed.On top of that
last week, when i went home, my child was waiting for me to tell *** what to cook...
All the work in office, and then this at home...I badly need a stress break.."
D thinks of her Indian colleague who had to put in a normal 8 hour shift at work, go home to a baby son who had 105 degree fever, stay up with him the entire night ,cook and clean for the family and then come back to work again the following day, repeating the same schedule for over a week. Being Indian inevitably makes you end up with having another grown up baby for a husband. (For all the men who can take care of themselves-the above line was not meant for you).And unfortunately being a so called Contractor, not being entitled to any of these Stress leaves..... The poor thing apart from the occasional ribbing she did to her other lose female friends, never opened her mouth to spell STRESS...Or may be Stress has a different perspective in Indian terms ????
Lady B is worried about the fact that no one is thanking her for what she does(?????)
B: "After all the work 'we' did, no one ever came back with a Thank you note. Oh already in this difficult circumstances, it is so stressful that no one has the courtesy to tahnk you for what you do to them.."
( Leaves D wondering who the 'we' are ??? )
D: 'Ahem'( all the thoughts run helter skelter through D's mind only)..but no one usualy gets thanked for doing what they are paid to do. D thinks of herself and the lot more nameless faces in India, slogging with not so much a nod of the seniors heads in their directions, and to top that, all the little red circles, on the appraisal sheets for ' additional activities ' not done..When was the last time she got a thank you?...
While D is busy ransacking her brain, C has newer issues and concerns regarding the impending crisis in the banking sector.
C:" The present crisis is pretty bad...If recession goes on like this, will our salaries be cut? What will happen to all the mortgages. I feel 3 months salary as redundancy pay is not enough..Oh I do have sleepless nights thinking of all these.."
D thinks of the millions or rather billions of people in the great country called India, who have never had the umbrella of the government to depend on, in times of crisis. The millions of souls who would be having sleepless nights, coz tomorrow if the job is lost, it means they are out on the streets..
Thankfully at this point , lunch is served and the disussion moves on to the mundane daily aspects of life, the kids, partners and offcourse gossips about the managers.
But the conversations still linger on in D's mind long after wards.May be stress has different dimensions across continents . May be stress ,like beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder. But somehow D felt, on that day, that her race was better equipped to handle the day's when sky falls down..coz they expect nothing from life..not even Please and thankyou, but continue to slog without ever thinking of taking a single stress leave.
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