About 4 hours left for the final leg of the journey. The juniors went for one of those guided tours of singapore. i have had enough of them so i stayed back -the next time i see Singapore, i want it to be at my leisure instead of sitting in a bus listening to someone droning on.
My internal clock is now totally screwed up - i didn't sleep that well on the first leg - and now, i find myself drifting in and out of sleep, as if my body can't decide what it wants.
i am yawning away to glory and waiting for the bacche to come back. Then i will go shopping - buy some chocolates and mementoes - and find myself a corner to park myself with my book till i can dump this tired ol' body in the plane that will take me home.
i saw on the news that there has been a crash in Thailand. There was a phase of heavy turbulence when we flew from sfo. i am normally cool about this kind of stuff - hey, i have jumped off a plane, to brag again - but today, i was wondering how it would feel like to crash. And trust me, it is not a pleasant thought - i am not too scared of death but i would rather die in my sleep than have pieces of my mangled body scraped off from the wreckage. Like everyone tells me - shub shub bolo bey. But like i tell them - if whatever i say/want comes true, the world will have less people burdening it!
OK, they are back. i think it is about time i dragged myself and freshen up - i probably look like a dead sparrow but sparrows are so cute! Such inane thoughts.
Monday, September 17, 2007
From Hong Kong
2 and 1/2 hrs stop over in Hong Kong and we discovered that they have free wi-fi! Wowie to technology! So my first blog from Hong Kong...i am feeling half sleepy, my body is confused again - is it night or day? And my arms ache from dragging my too heavy strolley and the laptop. Next time, i swear i will travel light.
We were the last passengers to board at SFO. We literally ran to catch the flight! It was fun. More about that later.
It will be time to board again. Oh well, if the plane does not crash or get hijacked, i will blog from Singapore.
We were the last passengers to board at SFO. We literally ran to catch the flight! It was fun. More about that later.
It will be time to board again. Oh well, if the plane does not crash or get hijacked, i will blog from Singapore.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
adieu CA
My last night here - my last night alone. And i am feeling morose. For the past two months, this room has been my sanctuary. And even though it is but a hotel room, hell, i can't help but feel blue. i think it is because i have really loved staying alone by myself. This is not the first time i have stayed in this hotel but somehow, this time it seems different. Is it the knowledge that maybe i will never have the chance to be alone again - that i will always be surronded by people? This visit has been different, tinged with a bit of guilt for leaving him alone and the thought that this could have been so different. This visit has shown me that , yes, i still love being a loner - that i love my own company -maybe too much for my own good!
S has started the packing for me. i don't know what i would do without him. Still not done with the shopping. Have the whole day tomorrow for picking up the knick knacks. Gave away all my candles to S - he is probably the only one who loves them more than i do. Have tons of stuffs to leave behind - i can start another life over here even if i come empty handed next time! S's apartment has become my dumping ground.
i will miss this place - i will miss the morning tea-time adda, lunch with S and M-da, the bitching sessions. But i know after a few days i will get used to life back home. My sister is right - my life is scattered over too many places...
To soothe my blues a bit, the clouds parted a little. i was supposed to go meet the client-manager to say bye. But she had already left for the day by the time i got around to it. So i called her up and she told me that the higher management has been really impressed with my notes and work and if i am ever interested to come here permanently, they would love to have me here! oh gee, i am so flattered! And it makes it even better because i know she is not an easy person to impress - not that i have tried. Maybe that is the secret to impressing people - never try to impress them. i guess i treat her like i treat everyone else - with a little bit of sarcasm.
Will sleep in this bed for the last time in my life-- i hope to have sweet dreams and hope that this won't be the last bed i sleep in.
S has started the packing for me. i don't know what i would do without him. Still not done with the shopping. Have the whole day tomorrow for picking up the knick knacks. Gave away all my candles to S - he is probably the only one who loves them more than i do. Have tons of stuffs to leave behind - i can start another life over here even if i come empty handed next time! S's apartment has become my dumping ground.
i will miss this place - i will miss the morning tea-time adda, lunch with S and M-da, the bitching sessions. But i know after a few days i will get used to life back home. My sister is right - my life is scattered over too many places...
To soothe my blues a bit, the clouds parted a little. i was supposed to go meet the client-manager to say bye. But she had already left for the day by the time i got around to it. So i called her up and she told me that the higher management has been really impressed with my notes and work and if i am ever interested to come here permanently, they would love to have me here! oh gee, i am so flattered! And it makes it even better because i know she is not an easy person to impress - not that i have tried. Maybe that is the secret to impressing people - never try to impress them. i guess i treat her like i treat everyone else - with a little bit of sarcasm.
Will sleep in this bed for the last time in my life-- i hope to have sweet dreams and hope that this won't be the last bed i sleep in.
Friday, September 14, 2007
yudho joy...
i am the kind of employee that employers love - i forget to submit claims for taxi fare, medical claims etc. As long as my salary gets deposited at the end of the month, i am OK - well, sometimes i don't even bother checking when they take a big bite out of it as tax!
So very uncharacteristic of me, when M-da told me i should claim for the taxi fare to the airport, i decided to do just so. Well, never before in my previous visits have i claimed taxi fare - for one, S always drive me to the airport and i am way too lazy to run after the HR people. But, sometimes, i get all enthusiatic about something and so, just to spice up things, i mailed the HR manager asking her to include the taxi fare in my pay check. Pat came the reply that it was not company policy! That got my goat - it is only about 30$ and i could easily forfeit it without feeling a thing - but her reply really made my blood boil---well, blood tah e haigatle. S dug up the HR policy manual wherein it was clearly stated that we were eligible to be reimbursed for transportation expenses. So i wrote a sarcastic mail, attached the document and asked her when the policy was changed. She gave up and i will get the fare- it was so fun making her eat her words!
The past few days, i have been at my argumentative and bitchy best - i have been shooting holes in other people's code, writing sarcastic mails to people who just can't seem to have enough sense to understand when things are explained to them. And i am absolutely loving this - i have been getting pretty sick of dealing with dumb people and it is so satisfying when you can take a dig at them. Maybe i am mean but hell, being mean is so fun. And ain't gonna give it up!!
So very uncharacteristic of me, when M-da told me i should claim for the taxi fare to the airport, i decided to do just so. Well, never before in my previous visits have i claimed taxi fare - for one, S always drive me to the airport and i am way too lazy to run after the HR people. But, sometimes, i get all enthusiatic about something and so, just to spice up things, i mailed the HR manager asking her to include the taxi fare in my pay check. Pat came the reply that it was not company policy! That got my goat - it is only about 30$ and i could easily forfeit it without feeling a thing - but her reply really made my blood boil---well, blood tah e haigatle. S dug up the HR policy manual wherein it was clearly stated that we were eligible to be reimbursed for transportation expenses. So i wrote a sarcastic mail, attached the document and asked her when the policy was changed. She gave up and i will get the fare- it was so fun making her eat her words!
The past few days, i have been at my argumentative and bitchy best - i have been shooting holes in other people's code, writing sarcastic mails to people who just can't seem to have enough sense to understand when things are explained to them. And i am absolutely loving this - i have been getting pretty sick of dealing with dumb people and it is so satisfying when you can take a dig at them. Maybe i am mean but hell, being mean is so fun. And ain't gonna give it up!!
Thursday, September 13, 2007
cafe dhaka...
S took us out for dinner today - his treat for getting a bonus and an EC in his appraisal (EC- Exceptional Contribution but i tell him it is Exceptional chorano!). Cafe Dhaka. i decided the list of invitees - weeded out people to include only the ones i like (wickedness in my every pore). The food was OK - but somehow i never get to eat good briyani here; what is served as briyani seems more like undercooked rice with just some pieces of meat. i cook much much better briyani than any i have tasted here. The dal poori was good. More than the food, it was the adda that made the dinner special.
S is one of my closest friends. He has always been there for me through thick and thin - and i know i can count on him always. God knows why but he thinks i am special and a rare specimen. Here is to a special friend - thank you.
i am stuffed and can hardly keep the words in my head from falling asleep...i..zzzz.am..zzzz
S is one of my closest friends. He has always been there for me through thick and thin - and i know i can count on him always. God knows why but he thinks i am special and a rare specimen. Here is to a special friend - thank you.
i am stuffed and can hardly keep the words in my head from falling asleep...i..zzzz.am..zzzz
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