Ramadan (check the archive) the month of mercy is coming to an end. The feeling during this entire month is totally rejuvenate. The feelings of serenity, charity, sensibility, control of sense come in abundance during this month. Not only are u restricting yourself from food, but all the evil and devilish thoughts and actions. To think of it, its practiced by every Muslim with the same fervor and gaiety. All are equal in the eyes of the Almighty. Extra prayers, extra charity, extra smile and not to mention extra food. It is a time of worship and contemplation. A time to strengthen family and community ties.
The holy month ends with celebration, on the first day of the 10th Lunar month of the Islamic calendar, the day is Called Eid-Ul-Fitr...The day when the faithful get together to pray and start the year afresh. Preparation for the festival begin right from day one of Ramadan, there is a certain delight in this festival which is absent from other occasions.
I am taking off for a week from today, will be away from blogging, hopefully the next month should see me back with rebounded and renewed energy. Till then Eid Mubarak to all of us, May Almighty bless us all and may peace prevail in this world. Ameen!
Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Tuesday, November 18, 2003
New pals made
Life has been moving on a fast lane. Do I hear someone say "Whats new about it?"
Last week, I handled a complete different responsibility at work. I was nominated to take care of our Director's wife, while he attended to business. Why me? was my question, and someone said, u know the city like the back of ur palm and I chuckled so loudly, they thought I was mad. Scene here is so bad with me, I sometimes don't recognize the back lane of my house, and the entire city as the back of my palm? Anyways since the responsibility was dumped on me, I took it with a smile.
The entire exercise turned out to be more fun, I realized that I was representing the entire Indian Culture, oh boy! too much for my weak shoulders, but I am glad I carried it with ease and had the lady asking for more. Mrs. Director, a German, a marine biologist by profession, who has now turned to be a full-time mother, was a amazing lady, the wisdom in her face shone so bright I was awe-struck. After a round of about 4 hours of shopping, where she brought some exquisite sandle handicrafts, pashmina shawls, silk scrafs, chudidar's and hold ur breath a lovely green saree. She looked so elegant in the emerald green saree, that everyone at the store had to turn around to look at her. Ofcourse many on-lookers found it funny that a European wearing a saree...but believe me she looked gorgeous.
After a wonderful four hours of shopping, chatting, discussion ranging from home to studies to work to religion to ethics to cooking to what not, we came back to the hotel. As i escorted her to her room, she called me in, i was to give a gift to her on behalf of the company. Much before i could do that, she suprised me with a gift. Nothing small, a neat Swarvoski Broach. I was so surprised and touched, i stood there gaping at her. A smile and a hug made me come back to my senses....i just could not beleive it. We parted after promising to see each other at the official dinner. And ofcourse, since i took her around while on my fast, made me score more brownie points with her. The dinner not to mention was a good one, just hoped that India has won the Bangalore match and made our evening more memorable.
As i walked into the office and showed it to a few people they could not beleive what they saw. Was voted the richest lady the company. ;-)
It so happened that the next day i was again requested to take another Customer for shopping, ofcourse recommended by our Lady, this again was fun, and i didnot get a gift at the end of it.
A thouroughly enjoyable experience, and a rewarding one too.
Life has been moving on a fast lane. Do I hear someone say "Whats new about it?"
Last week, I handled a complete different responsibility at work. I was nominated to take care of our Director's wife, while he attended to business. Why me? was my question, and someone said, u know the city like the back of ur palm and I chuckled so loudly, they thought I was mad. Scene here is so bad with me, I sometimes don't recognize the back lane of my house, and the entire city as the back of my palm? Anyways since the responsibility was dumped on me, I took it with a smile.
The entire exercise turned out to be more fun, I realized that I was representing the entire Indian Culture, oh boy! too much for my weak shoulders, but I am glad I carried it with ease and had the lady asking for more. Mrs. Director, a German, a marine biologist by profession, who has now turned to be a full-time mother, was a amazing lady, the wisdom in her face shone so bright I was awe-struck. After a round of about 4 hours of shopping, where she brought some exquisite sandle handicrafts, pashmina shawls, silk scrafs, chudidar's and hold ur breath a lovely green saree. She looked so elegant in the emerald green saree, that everyone at the store had to turn around to look at her. Ofcourse many on-lookers found it funny that a European wearing a saree...but believe me she looked gorgeous.
After a wonderful four hours of shopping, chatting, discussion ranging from home to studies to work to religion to ethics to cooking to what not, we came back to the hotel. As i escorted her to her room, she called me in, i was to give a gift to her on behalf of the company. Much before i could do that, she suprised me with a gift. Nothing small, a neat Swarvoski Broach. I was so surprised and touched, i stood there gaping at her. A smile and a hug made me come back to my senses....i just could not beleive it. We parted after promising to see each other at the official dinner. And ofcourse, since i took her around while on my fast, made me score more brownie points with her. The dinner not to mention was a good one, just hoped that India has won the Bangalore match and made our evening more memorable.
As i walked into the office and showed it to a few people they could not beleive what they saw. Was voted the richest lady the company. ;-)
It so happened that the next day i was again requested to take another Customer for shopping, ofcourse recommended by our Lady, this again was fun, and i didnot get a gift at the end of it.
A thouroughly enjoyable experience, and a rewarding one too.
Monday, November 17, 2003
Goodbye to another great pal
Weekend as always was hectic, possibly they are meant to be so. Apart from being hectic, this particular weekend kinda began on a sad note and that left the entire Sunday to be spent in a retrospective mood.
We finally bade farewell to our grand, good old Ambassador, our priced possession for 11 years and 6 months. From the day it came in to the day it left, each day has its own unique memory. We being a big family, this was the right car for us...and we have thoroughly freaked out with it.
Watching someone drive it out was a very tough situation and since i have been the family driver for a fairly long period, i have been more emotionally attached to the car than rest of them (I can hear them scream nooooo already...glad very few of my family reads my journal). From ferrying kids to school and college, to daily shopping and family picnics and weddings and joy rides, the car has tolerated quite a few decibels of noise from its inmates. It has been the rough and tough vehicle of the family. 10 months after Dad one of the often used vehicle by him has also bade goodbye to us....a lot of emotion attached to it.
Till date i remember the first time i single-handedly tried to opearte the car, the huge piece of metal would not budge an inch, inspite of my ranting and grumbling. It took me full 20 mins to get it out, that was when i had "just" learnt to drive a car...but being the never-say-die attitude person, i got it up and running, and not to mention was on top of the world. If i am able to drive perfectly well today, its all thanks to the dear old amby baby. It has been rightly called my "baby"...Infact i could write a whole book related to the funny and not-so-funny incidents which i have had with this car. Part of my celebrity hood at town is due to the good old car. The garage at home looks odd with the Santro in there (our latest possession), for the car does not even occupy half the space. Good bye my dear friend...stay happy
Well...all that comes has to go...lessons of detachments in abundance...
Weekend as always was hectic, possibly they are meant to be so. Apart from being hectic, this particular weekend kinda began on a sad note and that left the entire Sunday to be spent in a retrospective mood.
We finally bade farewell to our grand, good old Ambassador, our priced possession for 11 years and 6 months. From the day it came in to the day it left, each day has its own unique memory. We being a big family, this was the right car for us...and we have thoroughly freaked out with it.
Watching someone drive it out was a very tough situation and since i have been the family driver for a fairly long period, i have been more emotionally attached to the car than rest of them (I can hear them scream nooooo already...glad very few of my family reads my journal). From ferrying kids to school and college, to daily shopping and family picnics and weddings and joy rides, the car has tolerated quite a few decibels of noise from its inmates. It has been the rough and tough vehicle of the family. 10 months after Dad one of the often used vehicle by him has also bade goodbye to us....a lot of emotion attached to it.
Till date i remember the first time i single-handedly tried to opearte the car, the huge piece of metal would not budge an inch, inspite of my ranting and grumbling. It took me full 20 mins to get it out, that was when i had "just" learnt to drive a car...but being the never-say-die attitude person, i got it up and running, and not to mention was on top of the world. If i am able to drive perfectly well today, its all thanks to the dear old amby baby. It has been rightly called my "baby"...Infact i could write a whole book related to the funny and not-so-funny incidents which i have had with this car. Part of my celebrity hood at town is due to the good old car. The garage at home looks odd with the Santro in there (our latest possession), for the car does not even occupy half the space. Good bye my dear friend...stay happy
Well...all that comes has to go...lessons of detachments in abundance...
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
Monday, November 10, 2003
Q: What does being efficient and helpful mean?
A: A call at 2300 hrs asking for the telephone number of a local transport office, followed by a sms thanking a trillion (or was it a zillion?) times and another sms which followed asking for the Radio Taxi's contact number.
This isn't a joke or made to believe situation, this happened Saturday night and, it was one of "Thou shall not be disturbed night"...but then, can u say no to friends?
God bless the mobile phone technology....a equal boon and a bane...
A: A call at 2300 hrs asking for the telephone number of a local transport office, followed by a sms thanking a trillion (or was it a zillion?) times and another sms which followed asking for the Radio Taxi's contact number.
This isn't a joke or made to believe situation, this happened Saturday night and, it was one of "Thou shall not be disturbed night"...but then, can u say no to friends?
God bless the mobile phone technology....a equal boon and a bane...
Thursday, November 06, 2003
Monday, November 03, 2003
There are many a situations in life when u re just short of words, thoughts and actions. Its not the feeling of being lost, but its the feeling of just not been the reacting quickly as you would otherwise be....the senses just seem to go off on a holiday, the logic just having ditched u, leaving u to face the music. What do u do? Smile and join the music party, dancing to the tune...or create your own music, which may be noise or soothing sound?
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