Attitude Vs Attire

Is is true that your attire reflects your personality? I mean how many of us actually believe this is true. Lot of us feel that according to the way we dress, our body language and our traits also change in accordance. It depends from Saree to Jeans.From Kurta to tops. But not all of us actually realise this. I was also one among them who never actually let this thought sink in. Well, now I am a strong believer from the day it dawned on me very strongly. I actually felt it and hence verily vouch for it.

It so happened that on a Thursday, I was really bored to wear formals and landed up wearing Jeans & Tee, and there I went.. I reached office at my usual time which is about 8 in the morning. From 8 I was in no mood to work at all. I just had a funny feeling that it is Friday and had a totally casual feeling. To top it I am telling my colleagues too that Thank God It's Friday ( TGIF). My colleagues had to remind me the entire day that we had to come one more day to work... Just imagine my poor plight. My brain is just not able to reciprocate the signals and comprehend another working day..

That entire went in consoling myself that I have another day to work ........

Hence, I have decided that whenever I feel like being casual, I will wear Jeans and Tee to work!!!!!!!

Love is a path

Feel in the breeze,

Makes my vein freeze,

Chill in the spine,

Makes me whine,

Is this love???

 
The tress sway,


Which makes my way,

The path is set,

With a grit in my chest,

Is this love??



The smile a way,

The tides at bay,

The unstoppable zeal,

Will make all wounds heal,

Is this love??



The path is right,

Future seems bright,

Life is a test,

Rest is at its best,

This is love,

Indeed this is love!!!

TALK IT OUT

The first time I met this guy was during a Job Interview. It so happened ( fortunately or unfortunately) that we both had our interview on the same day and at the same time. We just had a casual chat and attended our interviews. I finished mine and got selected immediately. Curiosity got the better out of me and I decided to check on what happened to this guy's interview. He came out and told me that he had one more round. We exchanged our mobile numbers and parted ways.
Little did I know that we would be joining as Team mates.

A few days passed and I walked in for my first day at work. Arranged in a huge conference room , neatly placed on the table was our name cards and notepads. I was so impressed that I just couldn't help feeling proud to have come on board this IT Giant. As I settled down, I saw this familiar name - ABHISHEK PRATAP SINGH.....I was so happy seeing this name that I waited for this guy to join in. But knowing by the standards , he never turned up. I called him up only to realise that he will join Training with the next batch....Anyways I knew I had my first friend in this gigantic flow of people.

We finished our respective training and started our job. This journey continued and its been close to 2 years knowing this FATSO and he is one of my bestest colleague who turned into ma closest pal.

Now comes the real part of the tale. We used to have something called talk time with our clients and we had to maintain about 3 hours a day , undersatnding their business, requirements and infrastructure. It used to be a real pain yanking for 3 hours with them. (Anyone from the same industry will vouch for it).

This Fatso of mine had kind of given up on. He used to talk non stop, but on his SAMSUNG 5 MEGAPIXEL TOUCH PHONE, lest did he know that it didn't count. His manager called him because of his humungous achievement of a TOTAL TALK TIME of 5  FULL MINUTES.....This great guy's reaction, "I am not sure so to who and how has done that 5 minutes even.......".....!!!!!!

Need I say more as to why we hit it off from DAY1........

( Ladoo.. Awaiting your comments EAGERLY.....)

BURY 'd HURRY

All in a minute's time... Well this line is indeed very true to one of my colleagues, who all the time seems like she is running out of time. This is one such incident which displays her un - thought moves.

This lady needed water bottle in her cubicle. A couple of days back she had spoken to an admin head and she had informed that she will get it. Now after a few days, it dawned on her to follow up.

In a hurry as she always is, stomped into some room, assuming that she is right. After about 5 mins, she comes out in fits of laughter...

Now this is the scene that has taken place inside,

Hurry Lady, : Sir, In 3rd floor we need water bottles. Nobody has kept bottles in there and I have been follwoing up from days.. ???? ( She would have spoken without even thinking for a fraction of a second...)

Guy Inside: Maam, I am extremely sorry, but I am not the person incharge of WATER BOTTLES here!!!!!!


Highly embarassed to the core, she walks out.........

SILENT HOW

A silent smile,

A silent stare,

Even before the care,

How is it??

A silent whine,

A sturdy pine,

Even before the shine,

How is it??

A silent hope,

A stalwart cope,

Even before the lope,

How is it??

A silent pray,

A powerful ray,

Even before the stray,

How is it??

A silent wish,

A compelling twist,

Even before the opaque mist,

How is it??

A silent road,

A deterministic strode,

Even the path glowed,

This is it indeed........

HEIGHT VS HEIGHT

There was this really hilarious incident that took place a while at work. It was interesting enough for me to write about. Anyways, it's been a while since I posted prose since I was at my poetry peak.

Let me keep the names undisclosed in order to hide the identity else they would be really burning with rage.

Let's call the first person , Professor and the second one, Stumpy.

Here begins the exact happenings,

In the conference room, the projector was swtiched on . Once people left the room, Professor walks out last and before he heads out, he comes upto Stumpy and says, " Can you please switch off the projector"???

I was standing right there (And people who know me will vouch for my razor sharp tongue), I was zapped when I heard the above statement. I shot out to Professor, Of all the people you had to ask stumpy to swicth off the projector...

My entire team burst out laughing.. We were in fits of laughter..

Now let me narrate as to why the team burst out into fits... Professor is barely 5 feet tall and STUMPY IS 2 Inches shorter than Professor......

I'm sure I need not elucidate it any further.............

IS THIS IT???

What does it take to remain as is it,

For is there an irony insignia,

Know not the ways of labyrinth,

On and on goes on a vicious circle!!

On and on goes a vicious circle,

No start, no end to the circumference,

A small patch of disheartenment,

Grows into a pasture with time bygone!!

Grows into a pasture with time bygone,

But the very color seems faded,

Disillusionment sets in concretely,

For everything beyond is an opaque pull up!!

CHARM YOUR WAY

The old time charm,

This was never meant to harm,

The cheer to warm,

Blissful console in the pram!!

The silent peak in the dark,

Those chinese whispers in the park,

The sound of the lark,

Charmed in a way of a deep mark!!

Embossed with golden memories to start,

Begins a new journey towards the heart,

For ways of expressing love is an art,

Know not the taboo called part!!

CHOKED MIND

The feeling of being lonely,
The fear of an unknown entity,
The heart wrenching spin outs,
The silent whines and sighs,
The mind is severly blocked!!

Long days ahead,
No dear ones to caress and cajole,
Springs of serenity oozing out,
Unbearable calmness throughout,
The mind is severely blocked!!

Without the touch of magic,
The pillar of her strength thrown apart,
The sigh of relief washed away,
The bundle of joy is a taboo,
The mind is severely blocked!!

The days don't sail ahead,
The everlasting zeal tampered off,
Silently she sits weeping,
Loneliness soaring till eternity,
The mind is indeed severely blocked!!

One life to Live

The faith should never trod over,
Ecstasy is the halo to hover,
Make adulation the cover,
For, it's one life to live!!


Make the circumference around a cheer,
Let there be no fear,
Shrieks of joys be the hear,
For, it's one life to live!!


Piousness of belief be set,
Tears of remorse will not wet,
No near anguishes to fret,
For, it's one life to love to live!!