Tuesday, July 19, 2011

20

Either the scale is way off or I am fading away into nothingness. I weigh 43.6 kg. 43.6. Just 43.6. Not even 44. Is it because I am not having a proper lunch? But I have all the junk food to make up for that. I should be putting on weight, not losing it. Maybe I am dying. Yes, so melodramatic of me, I know.

I have decided to stick to my decision to terminate my contract. Even though the CTC is high, since I have been told I would not be getting any of the tax benefits the others do, my take home is not something I want to live with. Plus the fact that they kept harping on how my CTC was higher than anyone onsite - it made me feel like they thought I was too greedy. And that, I did not like. Another crossroad. I don't know how thigs will end up - I am counting on the reputation I hope I have built up to get me a contract with the client without any middleman- that way I would earn almost twice what I earn now. But maybe they would not want me. oh well, that would not be the end of the world. But it would not feel nice, would it?

I will wait and see where life takes me.

Monday, July 18, 2011

19

Waiting for Monday blues to strike. I gon't mind office but I hate the waking up early routine that weekdays force upon me.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

18

Actually have nothing to write but logged in just because I did not want to break the continuity. What continuity?

Weekends always end before they start. Thought of baking but left it for tomorrow.

Saturday, July 16, 2011

17

I should stop this blog-every-day drama I have started. But I think just one more day to see how many more days I can take this.

Looking forward to two days of not waking up early and rushing to get self ready for office. I must be a superwoman. Hell, no, I am not. But I still cook after I come back from office. Does that make me half- superwoman? It helps that I just work 7 hours a day- ok, less than 7 hours. I spend just 7 hours in the office. If you take away the tea time gossip, I actually work for 6.30 hours! But since I am superfast, nobody is complaining. Bliss.

I never thought I would say this but I am actually beginning to enjoy working in this project. I have minimum pressure and the tasks I do hardly tax my brain. I would be a fool to leave this job. That is what I think sometimes. I know I would leave given the opportunity to be nearer home, for my mother's sake so she could come and be with us - but I think I will miss this project. Something I never thought I would feel. I did not feel an iota of anything when I left the job before this because I never felt at home with the people there.

Friday, July 15, 2011

16

SC mailed asking me and SM to call up. That got me worried. I thought something momentous must have happened for him to reach out to us because he has been out of touch despite our (ok, very pathetically infrequent) attempts to stay in touch with hi
. I thought maybe he was getting a divorce or something equally bad. Then I thought maybe there has been a new addition to his family. Yes, I have a fertile imagination, made even more fertile by my rotten thoughts.

Anyway, I called him up. Then he dropped the bombshell - he has resigned. I know, I know. In an age when people change their jobs like they change their undies, this news hardly rate as sensational. But I was among the many in my ex-company to have crossed for than 5 years slaving for the same master. SC too was one. Before I left, I had beeninstigating him to leave too because he was not being given his due recognition.

He is one of the best managers I have seen. But he was being denied what he deserved because they felt he was too young. Bullshit. And the last straw was to make him report to somebody who should have been in a lesser position than him but got up the ladder because of his seniority.


I was so happy to hear the news that he has got an offer from a big company. I hope he thrives there and get what he deserves. I am so happy for my salvo.