October has come to an end. As time marches towards November. I am reminded of the same day 4 years back. This was the day I left semi-migrated to Bangalore. Yes, semi-migrated, and I shall explain why. After my Masters in Library and Information Science from Mysore University, i applied for the One year diploma course at National Center for Science Information, a center in the prestigious Indian Institute of Science, Bangalore. Its a national level exam where 6 students are selected for the Advanced IT course after a test and interview. I had failed at the first attempt, but the second attempt was a determined attempt and there was no stopping from me getting in there. My boss at Central Food Technological Research Institute was thrilled when he heard that i had got through this course. On the 30th of October 1998, i was accorded a warm send off where everyone wished me well and that touched my heart. Its when the feeling that i am going to a land where i don't know many people started arising. After all i am at a distance of 140 kms which can be covered in 3 hours.

Bangalore has not been a total alien land, but not been home as well. I have lived with my maternal parents and was moving to stay with my parents. There was excitement, tension, happiness, sadness. All emotions rolled into one, which said, Phew! whats going to happen to me? My brother, scheduled his departure to 2nd of November, so that we both could leave home together. From the 28th friends started calling to wish luck. The regular, do stay in touch, our prayers are with you etc etc. kept flowing in and so did my adrenaline started flowing more and more. I thot more than once if this was a right move by me?

Its has been 4 eventful years and i still feel that i have just come a few days back to Bangalore. My trips to Mysore, have not stopped. There were a few people who thot, that the initial enthu she will come every week, later that will die down. But nopes, i have proved all of them wrong. I have been there every weekend. I am at Bangalore, only when i have my alumni meetings, else the slightest pretext i am off to Mysore and even if it is a 2-3 weeks break, i get so home sick. I keep waiting for Saturday to run away. Maybe its the people back there who pull me and my best days were spent there.

Career wise i have grown. I was recruited by a company while i was still at the center and now i am at a MNC. Life has been going steady, pieces of puzzles falling in place at God's will. I have made loads and loads of friends, learnt very many things, but never forgotten the people who made me what i am today. A mere thank u would just sound so damn stupid. But Still THANKS A TON PEOPLE.

So here i am at the threshold of another eventful year of life. To commemorate my eventful years, i am going back to Mysore tomorrow for a 4 day holiday, yess....4 days. So all u people, have fun, take care and HAPPY DIWALI

I wrote a long blog and the duffer that I am didn’t save it. Suddenly my system decided to restart and I lost it...sob sob sob. But hey, I can RECALL my thots and scribble them again and hope that this dumb system does not give away again.

Time they say is a great healer. Wounds, which are a direct impact of the good or the bad times we have, may subside but the scar remains. The possible reason why it remains maybe to remind us of how silly we were at not accepting the fact then or to remind us not to tread on the path which lead to a negative thot. There could be very many reasons. It is not easy to shut ourselves and say, oh gone and dead; it’s a whole new beginning. No doubt it is, but with it comes loads and loads of experience and expertise, which makes u an ace to face the time and tide of life.

Memory is another facet, which really is wonderful. It is so easy to remember to forget a few things in life. But so very difficult to erase out certain memories. The good the bad and the ugly. How very true it is when they say "Memory is the cabinet of the imagination, the treasury of reason, the registry of conscience, and, the council chamber of thought". Another superb quote is "We retain: 10 percent of what we read; 20 percent of what we hear; 30 percent of what we see •50 percent of what we hear and see; 70 percent of what we say; 90 percent of what we say and do". Few of us cling on to memories like they were our support systems. The good old school days, the carefree college days, the initial days of new job, the hard work we pour in at our jobs to makes our organization and ourselves proud. So on and so forth.

Of late I have been speaking a lot to my old buddies and meeting quite a few of them and those lovely days we spent together are like a dream. We always used to remind ourselves that, come what may we shall be as we are now. But then, life took us to different destinations and paths. And the days can just never come back. What is gone is gone and nothing can get it back. All that remains are memories, how very true!

Ever heard the song by Ali Hyder, the Purani Jeans aur Guitar one. One line is "Bas yaden rehjati hain (all that remains are memories)", That is life!

Read this cute little thing on the net today..... real good one

Talk Awhile

Hello God, I called tonight
To talk a little while
I need a friend who'll listen
To my anxiety and trial.

You see, I can't quite make it
Through a day just on my own...
I need your love to guide me,
So I'll never feel alone.

I want to ask you please to keep,
My family safe and sound.
Come and fill their lives with confidence
For whatever fate they're bound.

Give me faith, dear God, to face
Each hour throughout the day,
And not to worry over things
I can't change in any way.

I thank you God, for being home
And listening to my call,
For giving me such good advice
When I stumble and fall.

Your number, God, is the only one
That answers every time.
I never get a busy signal,
Never had to pay a dime.

So thank you, God, for listening
To my troubles and my sorrow.
Good night, God, I love You, too,
And I'll call again tomorrow!

Friday evening we had a Medical Check up at Office. This was not to check the health status of the employees. This was a different kind of medical check up, where the patients, I mean the employees were asked to deposit their cribs, their grievances and their complaints against the organizations. We have a communications group, who went around checking these patients and patiently picking their cribs. It was a good drive where lots and lots of cribs were deposited. Today we had a kinda postmortem session over the mails, where we discussed these ailments. Most of them were simple things in life, which matter most. Good food, better facility...blah blah.

What I would like to underline is the great ability of human being to CRIB. We are so good at pointing out mistakes and making a noise about small things in life. We crib about things over which we have no control, things, which are under our control and something, which we don't relate to. Nothing will happen to this world, is a funny crib to me. I mean we don't have it within our hands to change the entire world. If it does not rain, we cannot do anything but pray for rains. We crib when it does not rain and crib when it rains. God sure knows that it is not easy to satisfy man.

Cribbing is good I feel, but not to an extent that it becomes a habit. A resolution I took early this year was to crib less. It has not stopped completely, but then it sure has lessened down. When I start thinking about cribbing also, I remind myself come on, that's life why do u crib? But the moment I crib, I start doing a kind of soul searching and see where things are going wrong. I feel really refreshed after such sessions with myself and I encourage all my friends to do self-soul-searching. It really helps when u are down in the dumps. But then, after all resolutions are made to break i start cribbing at times ;-)

I changed my blog template yesterday and I guess I goofed with the comments link. From morning I was under the impression that the comment site is down or some crap. But then suddenly during the training I realised that it was a goof up on my side. Goofus the rufus is what a friend of mine calls me. Anyways, the loss has been mine I have lost all the comments which may have been posted on my blog. These small notes, which are left are of great importance. Yes, when u see there are 0 comments, u do frown for a while, but then hey! life's beautiful and smile, that's not the end of it is a constant reminder.

This morning I was walking across office and saw our receptionist, Annie, the best front desk executive any company can have, standing with a lost look. The look was a typical, "The Sky is about to fall and I cannot do anything" kinds. I walked across and woke her from her dream and asked her what's up and she gave a tired smile (at about 11 a.m. not very early in the day as well). I told her hey! Smile, life is beautiful and its not the end of the world. And there she was her beaming self. Small things matter in life I guess and she was gushing saying Thanks buddy! What really touched me was her instant smile. My one wish in life is to spread happiness to people and see that no one is sad and gloomy. Live life as it comes and see how beautiful things are.

How really nice it is when we are having a bad day and some one tries to make us smile? Its a real effort though to get people out of gloomy state of mind. There are people who instantly smile, like our dear Annie, who didn't spare even an second to smile back. And there are people, who just don't want to get out of their troubles and enjoy the expanse of life. There are another set of people who smile even though they go through bad patch in life. It's all in ur hands as to how u face life is what i have learnt.

I keep passing through all these phases and most of the time, i hear my inner self telling me, looks this is not done, come on. U got to face it. Many people in my life have always made me smile. My brothers are the one's who take the honour for nursing me like a kid of their own. I just cannot imagine life without them. I shall wait for them to give me a go ahead and then proceed with things i need to do. They are the best things that could happen to me. Thanks dear Brothers.

Friends of mine are also people who show that they love and care. Maltesh is one person, who has always made me smile, when i am passing through a bad patch. Though we have only communicated through mails, but we are good buddies and we, atleast i fall back on him for advice...though I am 5 days elder to him. A bone of contention with us is this five days. We always fight about who is mentally more matured and he loves to call me Ms.Tantrum,

On one particular day, i was at my best low mood, i had a major fight with my family and i carried my mood to work. I was not my regular happy self and it was pretty evident. That day, there was this someone who did all possible things to get me out of my lousy mood and make me smile. Come to think of it, I had just got to know him, and here was this guy cheering me up. I shall forever remember that day, both for my fight with the family and for the effort which was done to make me smile. I hope u are reading this Bala, becoz that's u, who i was mentioning about.

And there are Poornima, Shyvon who have always been such great buddies and i guess they need a award for having tolerated me and my cribs. There are so many other people i can go on thanking, and i have decided that i shall write a daily blog on various friends i have. Will make them happy na?

Am pretty excited over the weekend, because Poornima is coming to India after 15 months from UK. I just cannot stop gushing over the next few days when i can sit with her and chat to my heart's content. Ofcourse she will not be happy upon hearing that i have made many more new friends. She hates it when i tell her that i got new friends, but then she joins the band wagon and there we are a new team again. She is a darling. She is on a short trip, but i am sure we will have a nice time together.

I started writing this blogs, on some topic and as always i have drifted. Me and my habits will never be mended. Heres signing off for the week, wishing all those who read a happy weekend

I have been attending training all through this week; hence the blogs have been missing. After a sumptuous meal, its time to get to the classroom and concentrate on the web designing training. First two days were kinda boring, but as the going is getting tuff, the training is getting interesting. It’s late evening when this class gets over.

While driving back home last evening, I was as usual listening to Radio City, the FM Radio Channel. It is the best thing that could happen at reviving the dying creation of Marconi. I have stopped using the tape-recorder and all the while I am hooked onto FM. Everyday at 8 p.m., top 8 songs on a particular theme are played. Yesterday was Friendship. Some lovely old Hindi numbers were played. One listener paged in asking, " Why can a Man and Woman not be just friends?” The RJ replied saying man and woman can be friends, and it’s only our Bollywood, which brings in the love twist. But in real life, there are very many men and woman who are friends and best friends to it. I am sure, many people will agree to this thot.

These conversations on the radio, made me think about the theory of attraction. This was a topic of discussion with an old pal on Sunday as well. And as u can think, we never came to a conclusion. Because both of us were right in our own way we felt. Now how do we make friends or get pally with other human beings? Its some quality of theirs which attracts us towards the other person. The physical appearance of the person is something, which is of prime importance. I don’t think that’s it always. Physical, according to me does not mean, drop dead looks. Some one could be very simple looking, but there would be something, which would attract them to one another. It is the way the person presents herself/himself. My brothers always tell me that, half the battle is won by immaculate dressing. Just as the way to a man's heart is through his stomach (how many times is it true?), I guess the road to put upon an impression is your poise, confidence and grace with which u present urself.

Attraction also does not mean u end up having an affair or getting married. You are attracted either by the intellectual level of a person or there habits and lots many attributes of a person. Each person is unique by himself or herself and they have their own way of attracting people to themselves. Just as Maltesh told us about Farzana and Amar, they were attracted towards each other by some force which wanted to get them together, and remember, they interacted through a emotionless media. The only way they could be indicate their emotions or feelings is or was through proper usage of semicolon, colons, dash, fullstops and bracket. I mean the smiley.

Gone are the days when the friendship of a guy and a girl would raise eyebrows. It’s all in our mindset, how we take the entire issue into place. Friendship is the base for any relationship. If u cannot be a good listener, then u cannot be a good life-mate is what I think. Each one of us has our share of bad habits. We are not born saints and we don’t lead a saintly life as well.

I am totally lost with this concept of Attraction. I could go on and on. But as always, there shall never be an end to it. And before I end, whatever I have mentioned are MY views and I am sure many people would differ and I would love to listen to all.

Chow!

Am back to work after a long weekend. Not to mention, there is no mood to work after the short little holiday, which was so damn hectic, the usual monday blues. During these three days i just could not get myself to blog....

Am again in a state of confusion as to what do i write on the blog. There are so many things which seem to make a line in my mind. Where do i start is the question?

Maybe will post another message laters, abhi nothing seems to be striking this empty first floor.

If you were to proclaim ur love to someone how would u do it? Write a sweet little poem or send a bunch or roses, go on ur knees? Sounds too filmy and mushy. I wonder if people really do all such crazy stuff in life. hilarious are the way people express their feelings to one another, but it is serious business for them.

Am sure, many of u would have read this before, a love letter by software professional. ...what actually takes the cake is the tapori proclaiming his love...will post that one day. Meanwhile ensoi this.....

Dear Ms.

Miss, I saw you yesterday while surfing on the local train platform and realized that you are the only site I was browsing for. For a long time, I've been lonely, trying to find a bug in my life and you can be a real debugger for me now. My life is just an uncompiled program without you that never produces an executable code and hence is useless.

You not only have a beautiful face, but all your ActiveX controls are attractive as well. Your smile is so delightful that it encourages me and gives me power equal to thousands of mainframes processing power.

When you looked at me last evening, I felt all my program modules running smoothly and giving expected results, which I have never experienced before.
With this letter, I just want to convey that, if we linked together, I’ll provide you with all the objects and libraries necessary for a human being to live an error free life.

Also don't bother about the firewall, which may be created by our parents as I've strong hacking capabilities by which I'll ultimately break their security passwords and make them accept our linking (marriage).

I anticipate that nobody is already logged into your database so that my connect script would fail. And it's all certain that if this happened to me, I will crash my system beyond recovery.

Kindly interpret this letter properly and grant me all privileges of your inbox.

Only yours,
Software Professional

Does this inspire u to write a love letter....lemme know

Procrastination....that is what am excelling at today. Have been busy with work...not neck deep actually...but there is no time to really sit and think or even read other blogs, which I love to. But today, there doesn’t seem to be the required time at all. Already thrice I have started and left it mid way.

And as the day draws to an end, the dimag ki bati seems to be totally fused out.......And here I am listening to Sting and Enigma……..Mera din ban gaya……….:-D

I shall be back....tomorrow!!!!! :-))))

Its monday and there is no sign of the regular monday blues. As compared to the last 2-3 mondays, today has been peaceful and no major incidents. The mood is upbeat because of the holiday season and the holiday tomorrow.....yipppeee. Can sleep till late hours and the weather too is complimenting the sleepy mood. Yeah its been raining and its looks wonderful. The entire city has been cleaned by mother nature. And with the rains peace has been restored in the two states. Enuf of voilence between Karnataka and Tamil Nadu. Time they say is a great healer, after the rains both the states and their residents are happy.

Am off to enjoy a long drive in the rain...watch the sunset and the city basking in the evening glory. ;-)

The lethary syndrome continues.....but yipppppppppppeeeeeeeeeeee its Frrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddddaaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy.
Am just waiting for the weekend and maybe i shall have a long one too! Tuesday being a holiday i can enjoy 4 days of doing nothing.

Happy Navrathri and a happy weekend fella's.
Enjoy!

Lazy, lethargic, sluggish, idle....that defines my mood today. It began from the minute I woke up. It has been raining all through the night and u can as well understand what great mood u would be in to walk up. I just wanted to coil deep inside the mattress and sleep to my heart's content. But duty calls said the inner me and I relented.

Came to work and as always, finished the Crossword (easy one...hee hee...) as is the habit every morning. After that it has been work as always. Had to burn a few CD's and I did that in no time. Went out for lunch, had a sumptuous meal (chicken biryani and prawn manchurian), man don't ask me how I feel after eating the heavy and spicy food. I could feel the fumes out of my ear. Hey tell me, don't we have a blog dedicated to food and food lovers....a la Jughead.

Everyone in office seem to have this lazy bug bite them, I can see one guy sitting on two chairs, like Jug head snoring on his hammock.....:) and guess what he is doing, busy sending SMS. That's such a bug I tell u, SMS can eat your half your cell bills.

Best part of today was this Best Pal poll which is doing rounds in the company. I saw that my name has been nominated, among a bunch of some 15 names (we are close to 650 people across the globe). One person from these 15 shall be conferred the "Best Pal" Award, which is a citation and Dinner for two. I could see myself smiling; wow I got loads of friends across the company. And guess what, about 10-15 of them came and told me that they have voted for me. Gee I am feeling so happy. For a while the lazy feeling has gone to the land of no return. And yes the TGIF feeling has already sunk in. Rather has been there from yesterday. :)

The days seem to be moving rather slowly this week. Its still Wednesday and three full days away from the weekend. Next Tuesday is holiday and i plan to bunk work on Monday...gee the feeling itself is so great. I hope i don't get a call from office and am to get back to work..No God No...don't let this happen please.

Past two weeks have been reunion week, have been receiving mails from old pals, the not really remembered, and not really forgotten type. But its a great feeling when a mail pops in and says, Hey how r u doing.....long time no hear? General trend is the mails keep coming in for a week or two or three and then, screeeccchhhhh! again a grinding halt. Why does this happen at times? But we have promised that we shall not do that this time. I have become pretty bad in replying to mails these days, but i hope to get back to my good old days of sending a prompt reply as soon as i read the mail. :)

I remember the days when i used to write letters every day to each one of my friends, all the chaps at the post office were my pals as well. The postman used to tell me, "Even if ur dad does not have any letters, u got one everyday", and when i never had a letter, he used to give me a villanous smile and say no letter for u today. The impatient bum i am, could never wait till 11 a.m for the postman to coem home, during vacations, i used to run across to the post office and collect my mail. I still have all those letters with me, one box full of them and the day i open my Pandora's box, i shut myself from the entire world. The smell and the yellowness of the paper, the fading ink, makes it even more worthy to be stored. Then came the e-mails, but i still love to write letter and post them and wait for the postman to deliver them at my mail box.

Memories and memories, that's what life is full off....sweet and bitter.

The Birthday party yesterday was such a saviour after the bad day at work. Kids all across the place. There was this cute little girl aged about 2 years, who would go and hug all kids around, some of the boys..kids ofcourse, were stunned by her action. But our lady would not be miffed by their behaviour. She was enjoying herself. Imagine her doing the same thing after about 2 decades. The gossip mongers would have a field day and elders would leave no stone unturned in telling her parents that this is not a accepted behaviour.

So far so good, for the Tuesday seems to be less disastrous than the BLACK MONDAY. My cold and cough has still not left me and has made me quite drowsy and lazy and to top it, I get this mail which tells me the 10 "commandments" of laziness......Read them

01. Thou shall love your bed, as you love yourself.
02. Thou shall rest throughout the day, to able to enjoy your sleeping at night.
03. When you see someone having a rest, go to join him.
04. Thou shall avoid working because it's tiring.
05. Thou shall not do today what thou can do tomorrow.
06. Thou shall exercise yourself as less as possible.
07. Thou shall let somebody else do what you have to.
08. Nobody died because of excess relaxation. You are not in danger.
09. If you feel desire to study, work or even move, lay in your bed; you will feel ok in a bit.
10. Remember: we live to rest!

Wish i could just go home and sleep.....tring tring goes my phone and there is a visitor and I go grrr.

Its Monday morning and I put up my brightest smile to face the blues, agreed I didn’t get up with the yippee feeling, but then, as Bryan Adam says " Its a new day...". As I walk into office, I see happy and bright faces. Some important customers are coming in, so there are extra special flowers and all that crap happening with the Admin dept. My cup of owes begins with my PC crashing, The systems guy, just like a tight lipped doctors, asks me, I am a Doctor and u the patient, tell me the truth, what happened to your PC? I very meekly tell him. Nothing, I shut down the terminal, in the proper way and started to go home on Friday, when I suddenly realized that I had to take a file, when I came back the damn thing would not start. He says, was the shut down properly or some illegal way. Now pray tell me what illegal ways are there to shut down the system. And with a head master kind of look he says, tell me just the truth. I loose my patience and say, what the hell, I am telling u the truth and only the truth. He tried to reboot the system a couple of times and then with a resigned look says it has to be re-formatted. Just the C drive he says, I take a sign of relief and say, thank god all my files are in the other partition.

A boy comes and takes the patient away and within no time my PC is restored back. When I log in, I am welcomed with a shock...I suddenly realized that I had enough stuff on the desktop which have all gone for a toss, my bookmark file was in the c drive and there I lost it again. With a dejected look I start making the necessary changes and updations. I had to get some applications resorted, asked for the CD which for all u know was not available, but after a while the boy comes, "Ma’am ur CD's" and am all smiles again. I happily start installing the same, when up pops a message saying, u are not authorized to install any software...grr goes me and I cannot find the damn system guys.

I just walk out for a stroll, rather end up at the pantry to gulp my anger with a glass of water and someone says, hey u look beautiful today, a tired smile and that makes a me a little happy for a while. Back to the terminal, call by boss. Here we discuss a few issues and my temper is flaring. I suddenly decide, chuck the entire thing and walk out of this damn place. Nothing has gone right from the start of the day...Murphy's law at its full implementation. Does he need some one to experiment with?

After a while I get into an argument with the systems head, what the hell u think u r upto. And then we are friends again. He tells me his wife loves Shahrukh Khan and there is this ting of jealousy in his eyes. Men and women he adds are tuff to understand...

A mail pops in which says, there is a birthday party today, first birthday party and I light up, my birthday is also coming very close.... Yippee I go. We all decide that we will go together and here I am waiting for my fellow mates to come and till then I fill up my blog. After all life is beautiful.

I am off to the party and I hope my Tuesday would be much better than this BLACK MONDAY....

Hear this......Starting from today, MIT has started putting all the course material on-line for free. In the course of next 10 years, every subject taught at MIT will be available ONLINE for FREE.

MIT has expressed that the TRUE value of an MIT ON-THE-CAMPUS course is obtained by the teacher-student and student-student interaction and can not be obtained from this ONLINE course material. MIT also says that other Universities can use this model and bring out the materials for courses where they are better than MIT. Check it out at ocw.mit.edu

I have developed a sudden interest in reading about Maslow's Need theory. As i was hunting for some info on this, i got to read about Murphy's laws as well. And this again took my entire interest. And here i share one of the stories of Murphy.

As Murphy's Law states that whatever can go wrong, will. Murphy was Ed Murphy, an engineer in the 1940s working on experiments involving the rocket sled. People were strapped into this gizmo, which ran on rails, and then quickly accelerated from a standing start to enormous speeds to see how much they could take. You may have seen films of someone riding in one, their face turning into silly putty under the force of the acceleration. Anyway, one day Murphy commented about a nincompoop of a technician who had miswired some equipment, that "if there's any way to do things wrong, he will." And it caught on.

By the way, the nincompoop, asked to write an apology, broke his pencil, accidentally tore the paper, got up to get another piece, and tripped and broke his leg.

So very true na, if something has to go wrong, it will. These are the times, u really wish there was an UNDO in life....;-)

Its such a orderal to go through a bout of cold and cough. I spent the entire day sleeping yesterday, something which i have not done for quite sometime and today at office i just don't feel like working. Does this feeling not overcome us more than often?

Imagine when u are driving to office and the weather is just out of this world, cool and drizzling, some lovely numbers being played on your fav radio station, Don't u feel like just driving down to a nice little picnic spot and enjoy the expanse of nature? But no, immediately we get are back into the world of reality where we list down the things to do at office and home and get down to work. Why do we hold ourselves from doing what we want? Why why why?

Strange are the ways of life, we are so unsure about whats going to happen the next minute/day, but we still plan about what we intend to do 10 years from now. At an interview i was asked, what are your long-term plans, what do u intend to do 10 years from now? I was for a second dumb-stuck. this is something i have never planned. Live life a it comes has been my motto. I have never planned things, because the day i planned to spend my day doing something, they have gone hay-way. Bad time management you say, maybe at times...:)

Live this moment, live this day, who knows whats going to happen the next moment and the next day. Have a wonderful day. Am off to have an ice cream to beat the cold ;-)

I picked up a Bookmark yesterday which says "I can resist anything except TEMPTATION". I just could not resist picking this cute little piece yesterday. And since i want to show it off to the entire world, i have stuck it on my pin board...:)

Talking about resistance and temptations, There are rare occasions when i have had controlled myself. For instance getting drenched, during college days, i used to make a point to drive in the rain, the rain coat happily tucked in the safety box of the bike. The thrill of the rain is best in summer, especially the first summer shower. What a feeling it used to be, driving and enjoying the rain. Come home and hear the screams of what was the need to get wet (Many a times i used to ask them, did u not do anything like this in your younger days, which used to be followed by long silence), then curl up with a book, of course some hot chocolate to accompany on the window sill. Have always enjoyed the rains.

I studied at all Girls school, and there were quite many restrictions, not to mention. We were a jolly good group, some 20-25 of us. We used to sit in a big circle and share our lunch. While we were in Standard 7, One day we decided to cricket, just to enjoy the game and experience it as well. We were afraid of our High School PT teacher, she was a terror. We planned to play after 4 p.m. by when the entire school would be as silent as a graveyard. Each of us offered to contribute to the game one got the wicket, another bat, another ball etc etc. We very shabbily wrapped them with newspaper and hid it under the bench, but the sharp eye of our Class teacher, noticed the trash under the bench, immediately, she pounced on the Class Leader (another member of our bunch), asking her why the classroom is so dirty. She very diplomatically replied sayingd, its newspapers and she will get that cleaned ASAP. We could not wait for our group studies to get over after school+. Barely resisting the temptation to play Cricket. All around were wondering what wrong, since we were scattered and were frantically signaling to each other. At 4 p.m. we were given permission to go home, we said we shall stay a little longer and study more. The class teacher left us and said, ok. As soon as we saw her get out of the school gates, we went, grabbed our stuff and divided ourselves into two teams and started off. The ball would go above the shoulder and we bent the rules as much as possible. We could hardly swing the heavy bat. We player to our hearts delight, which was about half an hour. Went home, rejuvenated, yes we played cricket today. But the storm was to come the next day, when a few of us were summoned by the Terror and given a long speech on how girls should not try what boys do blah blah. We were well informed bunch, we replied back saying, we got a National team etc and then why not a school team. She shoved us saying never again would u girls do something of this sort. But the pleasure we had in breaking the rules is still afresh in our memory. In fact i can see the entire picture as i write this blog today.

Much as i would like to write more on temptations and me, luck does not favor it. My boss has called for a meeting and if i don't go ahead, he would not resist the temptation of blasting me....chow!