:) :) :) :) :) :)

I have been watching Euro 2008 with so much dedication & with so much intensity but still unable to cut down tinniest of the flab from my body, all accumulated while perfectioning laziness in pre-joining (job) vacations at home. Jokes apart my team Netherland is getting stronger and stronger with each game they play. Thrashed France after dragging Italy to back foot in the 'group of death', Euro 2008 qualifiers and the dutch are singing strong.

How will you react to below mentioned situation....????
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You get something after longing it since the time you started showing the signs of maturity and your senses initiated the growing up process. You put a lot, struggle, dodge off barriers and reach the arena to compete with those who are also their to hunt down the same thing. You get knocked, you knock also. Mere glimpse of achievement put sacred intensity into your competitive spirits and you win. You conquer. You rejoice. You celebrate. You share all your happiness with your loved ones and also with the not so loved ones. You plan a party next day, call everyone, friends, new friends, ol friends, so called friends, to be friends, who were friends, disputed friends, freinds of friends, everybody & anybody (may be in dreams but you do). Next day you get up with a smiling soul & face just to realise that fate has stolen your biggest achievement with the smile you brought with you the early morning. You are converted from 'jobbed' to 'sacked'. The so very reputed organization, the among best value retailers of biggest economy of the world, sacked you even before inducting, that too in a 'disgusting illegal manner'. You pick up your offer letter, all the scenes from past unwind, exactly the way they show in Hollywood flicks, a tear rolls off your eyes. Did someone say boys are not supposed to cry?

After hearing so many unwanted sympathies, condolences & shitty philosophies from all kind of people, you manage to switch on your brain which went pause, which went NUMB for hours. You realise that the industry is at its bottom best & campus placements got over 4 months back. You stand, listen to Sunscreen among other motivational songs on iPod at late hours in the night. You flip your schedule by night activities replacing day time things n vice versa. Cocoon yourself to hide from neighbourhood baniya aunty's volley of questions, which go like this "so, beta when are you joining?", "You were supposed to join them from 16th June" and the blaah blaah which you would have enjoyed to answer if the things were alright. Gathering bits from the destroyed courage, you spread your resume to 100 consultants, 95 Alumni, 40 batch mates, 30 juniors, 3 faculties, 100 corporates/organisations and 2 relatives. Only 2 relatives coz...... (intellectuals know why)....

You ride 220 km/day on your bike with up to 105 km/hr for a useless person's demand of showing up before he could do anything for your job. "Fuck off", reaction when he backs out. When nothing seems to work, you curse your much loved Alma mater for the trying times. You start praying more often. Eat, sleep, read, watch TV, blog but don't enjoy much. You being a guy who crossed puberty long back, you lose enjoying charm of the awesome babes & bird watching. In simple terms you recede from 'NORMAL'. But still keep trying coz, after accumulating lovely degrees, world(including self) can only curse for not being employed with corporate.
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Believe me it feels shattering... confidence levels sink, slowly but steadily.

I can't stop myself from writing out this stuff, simply coz it's been really terrible time, when nothing seemed to go my way. Finally I am employed again. Recently somehow 3 offers turned up, nearly at the same time. Though can't get the package which I had, these offers are lot more satisfying than so many other things in life. And now by God's grace I am moving into the most talked about industry, I am into retail world. Choosing Pantaloon over other offers, I am happier than before. Now my mum will continue her halted shopping, but only after long thanks giving prayer to all the Gods she ever prayed. Father like all other times is smiling inside with least display of emotions, though he hugs me more frequently the way he did to motivate me when chips were down. I'll also buy something good for myself & Strawberry (sis). I'll again enjoy bird watching, the way I have always done while respecting the fairer sex & the soul warming beauty they bring with them.



Mr. Kishore Biyani........I am coming......... (but well grounded)

Despite carrying thousand thoughts, I'll end here while putting one of my favourite joyful pic clicked this April at Paradise Beach, Pondicherry. As they say in Kannad "Enjoy Madi" aka "Enjoy karo"....




Love ya all... Love me too & lets spread the virus :)