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Hard day
When there are too many things making rounds on your mind, you can’t find the right words to say them. You tend to get incoherent coupled with disjointed train of thoughts and what not. Well, the bottom line: whatever that is inside, remains inside.
Something like this is happening to me these days. I am having some of my lousiest days at work, with deadlines flying past me without giving me any clue. I thought I had my way with words but quite not up to the mark to take care of a corporate blog. Writing is fine…but promoting whatever you’ve written is not my cup of tea. So are presentations…WTF! Tell me what to do…and I’ll do it. What’s the point of making PowerPoint presentations on what I intend to do?! In any case, I’ll have to do whatever my boss asks me to do!!
And after I manage to survive the day, next in line is the crawling Delhi traffic. Urrrgh…how I hate it! Since one of my colleague – one from the fairer sex – tags along with me…I can’t even do the zooooom bhroom thingie on my bike!! Add 10 more frustration point! Oh…I generally have to find her an auto as well (Dealing with autowalla – add 15 points more)
Its been a hard day’s night and I’ve been working like a dog
Its been a hard day’s nigh, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you…I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright.
Yeah right…in your dreams loggerhead!!
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Something like this is happening to me these days. I am having some of my lousiest days at work, with deadlines flying past me without giving me any clue. I thought I had my way with words but quite not up to the mark to take care of a corporate blog. Writing is fine…but promoting whatever you’ve written is not my cup of tea. So are presentations…WTF! Tell me what to do…and I’ll do it. What’s the point of making PowerPoint presentations on what I intend to do?! In any case, I’ll have to do whatever my boss asks me to do!!
And after I manage to survive the day, next in line is the crawling Delhi traffic. Urrrgh…how I hate it! Since one of my colleague – one from the fairer sex – tags along with me…I can’t even do the zooooom bhroom thingie on my bike!! Add 10 more frustration point! Oh…I generally have to find her an auto as well (Dealing with autowalla – add 15 points more)
Its been a hard day’s night and I’ve been working like a dog
Its been a hard day’s nigh, I should be sleeping like a log
But when I get home to you…I find the things that you do
Will make me feel alright.
Yeah right…in your dreams loggerhead!!
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My life so far
Posted by Unknown User
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2:25 PM
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Life as it happened
Now this might look as if I am the greatest pessimist to walk on mother earth.
But I can explain this...
Past failures have been able to tie me down.
I still dream of open skies…
spread my clipped wings…have the will to fly!
What’s important is that I have not given up yet. I am still in the race.
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Where I lay my head is home!
Posted by Unknown User
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2:21 PM
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Life as it happened
When life seems to play cruel jokes on you, the best you can do is cling on to your sense of humor.
Last few weeks I’ve been frantically looking for a decent house to move in. There weren’t many stones unturned (read property dealers). Finally, I had to settle for a house I never ever thought I’ll move in. It’s near the flat that I’ve been living (I was thinking to shift somewhere nearer to my office) and the set up of the new place SUCKS. It is like Indian Railways compartments - S1, S2, S3 - and you have a 3 room set!
To add salt to the already raw deal, I am working for a real estate client and going all blah blah about the Indian Property boom and bust and bubble and what not! So much so, that I am helping one of my friend to maintain a blog on real estate! And the mighty expert has no place to shift in.
But I’m hoping for the best and trying to imagine this pigeon/shit hole is just a momentary lapse of luck. Yes, like everywhere else, it comes down to Luck to find a nice place in Delhi. As of now, the plan is, once my financial muscle recover from all the commissions I paid and my back muscle from the whole packing-lifting-unpacking routine, I'll shift to some nice place.
(PS - If you are wondering what the hell the opening line is all about, here it is. I heard that in a movie a few weeks ago and I really liked it.)
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Last few weeks I’ve been frantically looking for a decent house to move in. There weren’t many stones unturned (read property dealers). Finally, I had to settle for a house I never ever thought I’ll move in. It’s near the flat that I’ve been living (I was thinking to shift somewhere nearer to my office) and the set up of the new place SUCKS. It is like Indian Railways compartments - S1, S2, S3 - and you have a 3 room set!
To add salt to the already raw deal, I am working for a real estate client and going all blah blah about the Indian Property boom and bust and bubble and what not! So much so, that I am helping one of my friend to maintain a blog on real estate! And the mighty expert has no place to shift in.
But I’m hoping for the best and trying to imagine this pigeon/shit hole is just a momentary lapse of luck. Yes, like everywhere else, it comes down to Luck to find a nice place in Delhi. As of now, the plan is, once my financial muscle recover from all the commissions I paid and my back muscle from the whole packing-lifting-unpacking routine, I'll shift to some nice place.
(PS - If you are wondering what the hell the opening line is all about, here it is. I heard that in a movie a few weeks ago and I really liked it.)
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