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This is dedicated to a boy.. a rather young one I knew few years back. I pray to God for him.. and I wish he is at peace finally..

Kashmir is probably the heaven on earth as described by so many who have had the privilege of visiting or living there.. I was lucky to have lived there myself on and off during my schooldays. I studied in Delhi but used to visit my dad quiet often as and when I got an off..

These were the days I got to visit different places and meet so many people. Share their views on different cultures and lifestyles.. habits and rituals.. terrorism and conflicts.. frequent power cuts and corruption.. and probably everything else under the sun.. we lived in Jammu where there was an official base camp and moved around other places on weekends or tours. Probably the best way to travel across the state was by road. And we always managed to have loads of fun on the way to the destination. Stopping around water springs across the meandering roads jus to notice the beauty of nature.. or to enjoy the local food on a road side “dhaba”, or just simply enjoy the music playing on the walkman.. ya.. music has a mesmerising effect when ur travelling.. I don’t think I can ever live without music on the go!

Our usual escorts were the sardarji driver and a couple of others who were familiar with the place we were visiting.. and as the chatter box that I am I made friends with em much quicker than anyone else.. being a sensitive terrorist hit area it was very difficult to convince the locals (who were always scared of militants and attacks) to take us places of our interest.. I specially remember throwing so many tantrums to go see world’s largest fresh water lake named wular near Srinagar. They always dreaded the uncertainty of the place.. but were brave to have never denied us the thrill. it was a huge disappointment to see the lake when we finally arrived after a long pot holed journey by the non existent road.. I wished so bad I hadn’t been there at all.. there was no lake.. and worse still.. people had started farming the lake! Geez.. those are the memories I will cherish for a lifetime.. wish I cud go back and be there again.. go places and have all the fun.. today after so many years all these memories came rushing back to me..

leave letters and applications

Well work as I always thought was the end of life and a glorious end to all extra terrestrial talent! But when I started working.. umm.. no.. AND when I starter working.. its didn’t surprise me much! Now I have no life and the weaning and cribbin just doesn’t stop!

Well it has got to be the environment in my cubical!

we are three people who comprise of the “ problem solving” squad for the company. The extreme contrasts that we face during the day leaves no room for any human emotion to be untouched! U can experience the colours of life in jus one single day! The fireworks from clients, the explosions from within the company and finally all the servility that is expected to be puked on da guy on the other end of  da phone who u wouldn’t even consider worthy of a glance outside the work place is jus routine.. and then there are snide remarks when ur done handling the so called escalations! It is damn eventful! Keeps me upbeat throughout the day..

What do I hate about my workplace ?

Well for the kind of stress that I am subjected to everyday and also considering the fact that my life is totally ruined coz of work, it is a great sacrifice and tremendous favour that I am doing to the company…and for the asset that I am.. I AM MAJORLY UNDERPAID!!

 What small irritants at the workplace really annoy me ?

There is this person who stalks the coffee machine at all time and resembles the primitive human very closely. I really really wish I didn’t haveta bump into him so often.( Hmmm am I taking too many breaks?? ) he is very annoying for all his monkey antics..

Describe the actions/quirks of the weirdest person I work with (can be a co-worker, employer, or a vendor if you are self employed)

This is the story of a boy.. he climbs down two stories almost every day to shake hands with all the gurlz in the company.. wonder what the company pays him for?! He needs to get a bloody BRAIN TRANSPLANT ASAP!!

 What is one thing that I would change at my workplace to make life a helluva lot better?

I would simply make ppl own up to their responsibilities..I am the damage control device at times of utter crisis.. so if they jus did their work, mine would be a walk in the park.. I d be sitting on my seat sippin nice hot tea n writing crap.. (Some ppl I know are really lucky, wonder why they don’t get the point (Hint HINT:These are ppl  already following this at thei r workplace prettending to look busy) 

I am so not bothered.. I mean c’mon!! I am not gonna be there and I just cant care less.. but jus for the formality.. bring me lots of flowers and tell everyone to lighten up.. coz there ll be much less torture subjected to half the world when I am gone.. hee hee hoo hoo ha!!

AND BTW WHAT DOES THE FUNERAL QUESTION GOTTA DO WID THE REST??!!

There are so many times that I have had a good nights sleep and woken up remembering nothing of the last night’s adventures in dreamland. And then there have been times when it has been difficult to forget certain dreams for years altogether. It was a beautiful day; early evening perhaps when the sun was about to set and the colour of the sky was crimson. I was standing on the terrace of my house, admiring the beauty of the place.  The view was breath-taking from where I stood.. The house was located on the top of a hill, the tallest one in the surrounding. The rays of the sun fell softly on the terrain highlighting the houses and trees in the vicinity. They shone with an amazing contrast of colours from end to end. Pretty birds were flying back to their nests retiring for the night. The whole ambience was so serene, looking at the skies made me feel elated.. and then I saw a tiny red balloon far far away, it appeared as a tiny dot and with time it grew clearer and bigger. As I shifted my concentration from that one I was amazed to see so many more of the same kind, but different colours.. and in between them came some tiny aeroplanes flying through the maze. . The kinds invented by the wright brothers or maybe the onez that “launchpad” flies for Mr Scrooge! Cute , wooden with a fan in front and making the fluttering sound.. and then there were Para gliders diving from these planes. Their rainbow coloured parachutes filled the sky. The men looked like military folk, in the usual camouflage uniforms.. there were fireworks in the background and the sky seemed to be more eventful than any place on land..  It all looked so beautiful from where I stood that I didn’t even dare to blink once. I just wanted to grasp as much as I cud. This whole view gave me such a strong feeling inside.. a feeling of victory and retreat. Like the end of a long lasting war and like the return of the one I had been waiting for for ages..  there was happiness in the air and a feeling of peace and calm.. The next thing I remember is waking up smiling, wishing that dream never ended!