Yet Again...

30th Jan, early morning around 2:30 am, 2nd night after Chia was born!

I was totally bedridden, could not even get up without help.
Little Chia started crying. Till the time her Dadi n Nani woke up, Chia's papa was already up - beside our bed with bottle in his hand.
He was looking lovingly towards our daughter - bottle in a hand, napkin in another - feeding the baby with so much affection in his eyes. Right in that moment - I fell in love with him AGAIN :)

Hi Body and Soul

Personal Life these days:

Have you heard of Snapdeal, Dealivore, kooves etc? Yeah right…sites which you can use to get things for yourself without making your hubby’s temper loose on the amount you spend :P

There was a deal from Body and Soul offering Fish Pedicure…something I was longing for since a long time. I took the deal a week back and thought of taking an appointment this weekend.
I am a happy soul…a relaxing weekend including pampering oneself! What else could I ask for :)

Professional Life these days:

Working as Business Analyst for our business Partners based in Europe. Daily interactions with clients, some documentation, some testing and lots of complaints these days as things are not working they were suppose to.
And yes…I hate Lotus Notes. Outlook was so much better (An inspiration to write this blog)  :-/

Read on for the explaination---

One Fine day (Today):

I am in office jotting a mail to Nicolas:

Hi Nicolas

This is not working that is not working 

blah blah blah…
So I am blocked and cant work.

Thank you!
Garima

‘Send Mail’

Meanwhile, Ravi pings me on gtalk:(By the way, galk is the best thing I like in my office :))

RV: Did not get an appointment for this weekend

Me: body and soul?

But unfortunately, I saw my message was not displayed in the chat window…then where the hell did it go?

The Horror Show begins:

I realized immediately, that this stupid Lotus Notes was performing the Spell Check before sending the mail and it had highlighted the word “Nicolas” for me to correct. Ofcourse…dictionary could not have his name.

To add to the climax, my mail had no other spelling mistake…

Any guesses guys????

Yeah!!!

The mail which was sent to Nicolas was:

Hi body and soul?

This is not working that is not working 

blah blah blah…
So I am blocked and cant work.

Thank you!
Garima

:( :( :’(

Bu hu hu hu

Yeah ofcourse…it was marked to lots of people.

Subak subak :’(

Ok! What can I do next…

Ah! The recall feature and a big sigh of relief! :)

Nicolas being in a different time zone would login only after an hour.

Manager and TL both standing over my head wondering how could I do it???

AND...guess wat?? The Lotus Notes version we are using does not have Recall option!!!

Can you believe that?????

M dead meat!

And laughing stock for the entire team. 

NICE is Nice

Today I got reminded of the time in Noida when I used to go for movie, coffee and McD all alone :) Its not that my frenz never accompanied me...its just that they could not tolerate just every movie in theatre...and i was crazy to watcheach and every one. Nyways!

I m in Nice City (France) right now.

I got reminded of those bachelor singleton days because today there was nobody to accompany me on a city tour of Nice.
I was roaming all alone. Trying to find out routes with a map in hand and having such a sense of directions as i have (poor...very very poor) things simply became hilarious at a point.

I missed the bus at one spot and walked to another spot as next bus wd be after 45 minutes :P (Such a long walk that ravi will let me eat extra for this :P).
I was trying to talk to people and understand from where can I get the bus, or to know the exact location where I am in :P, best part is...all the people I talked to did not understand english, still I managed to converse with them for more than 5 minutes :P U see, bolne ke liye bhasha ki zaroorat nahi hoti...wat an idea sir ji :D, But honestly...i did not understand a single word of 'toi, phoi, kumpho, kumchu' they were uttering.
I asked some lady to click my pic, and got scared when she started talking to me :P

One guy asked time (in french) while i was walkimg. I told him time, showed my watch...god knows he was asking time or what...i cdnt understand the 'toi-phoi-kumphu-khumchu' he was blabbering. He left, i took a sigh of relief and dropped my bag on a chair where i thought of sitting for some time. But, as soon as i saw that guy turning back and coming towards me...i hurriedly picked my bag and started running :P. Can you imagine the scene??

I kept my eyes very strict and ran away from many people thinking they'll rob me :D

Bearing the cold, taking pics, entering an asian restraunt and trying to find out a dish which is fully veg :D...what not!!!!

Man, it was hilarious, it was fun!!!

I had almost forgotten what an idiot stupid kiddo I am without Ravi :P

Good nice day it has been, and now beneath a blanket with coffee in a hand, I am trying to upload some pics and write this blog to capture these memoroes for ever :)

Finally...You are here!

It has been 2 weeks that my office has shifted to Yeshwantpur, an area that is 22 kms from my place.

The very first day of the office, I fell while walking. Yeah, I was just walking towards my boss’s car who was giving me a lift to the new facility, and I fell,  I seriously have no clues how it happened. (Yeah, you can say m dumb)

It was only when I reached office that I noticed that my blood colored chudidar is stained with blood over my knee. Great! I rushed to security for a first aid box. Alas! This is the first day here, and the first aid is box is packed somewhere…god knws where! Fantastic!!

Next day, afraid of driving 22 kms one way, I thought of going with my colleague. Anyways, unable to bend one knee, I could not think of driving.
The whole stretch of 22 kms was fine, until…we fell. Yesss…again!!! Our bike slipped just 200 meters from the office, this time hurting my other knee.

Hmm!! I did not make a wrong decision to quit…I thought.

3^rd day onwards, I decided to be on my own. As my vehicle had become an old grand- granny, we thought of buying a new one. A white TVS Wego, I started driving it this Monday. I felt so proud of it when people stared at it (admiringly) waiting at the signals, or talked amongst themselves looking at my vehicle. One of the guys even asked about it while waiting at a signal. Beauty it is!! :)
So it is the 5^th day I am coming to office on my new Wego. (5 days and already covered 250 kms)

It had rained last night. The roads were wet and spoiled.
I started @ 8:30.
I had just covered 3 kms and I felt my jacket pocket is lighter, that means I forgot my cell.
Ok! Take a U-turn, fought a very crowded traffic and reached home. Ravi was giving a call to search where I had dumped my cell. It was ringing wherever I was going to search it. How is it possible I thought? Ofcourse, It’s possible only when you are carrying it. And then it struck my dumb mind (it would be an insult to call it a mind at all). It was ringing from my jeans pocket. Wow!!! I never realized that I was wearing something other than jacket which had pockets too!! Grrrr……

So the journey to office re-starts.
Just ½ km from our home, that very crowded traffic had taken a shape of blody-jam. I thought to be extra precautious as it is my last day, and almighty has already given me signals,  I don’t want it to be like the first day to yeshwntpr. So, I kept on standing for 10 mins…absolutely still and safe. 15 mins! I got restless. 

I saw a few bikers taking U-turn to another route. I thought of following them as the jam looked to be never-ending one.  

I was following a bike-wala. He took a narrow lane, which turned into an even narrower lane. On this particular right turn, there was a tin pipeline cover, which was heightened a little by cemented dome. While taking that turn, I was onto it and suddenly the bike-wala applied break. I too had to apply breaks, but unfortunately I couldn’t reach the ground because of that stupidly covered pipeline and…Ya, u guessed it right! Again!!! And this time, it was my new Wego along with me :’( 

Thankyou god! U did not hurt me much, it’s just my beloved forefinger nail that broke, which ofcourse mean I’ll have to cut rest of the 4 nails which I grew so patiently :(

Great! Why dint I listened to my instincts of being safe on my last day!! Screwed I am!!

I got up and started driving again.

Now, I followed the strict rule ‘don’t-cross-40-else-u’ll-b-dead-next’.
For the first time  I drove so clumsy.

The road conditions were absolutely amazing complementing the Bangalore traffic…wet, soiled, with pools of chocolate colored water on it’s side. (I think I’ll stat hating chocolates with this statement, so lets strike it off!)

I don’t understand why people love being kid in such a traffic…especially the auto-walas and 4-wheeler walas, they love to splash that chocolate sauce oops!! Striking it off for obvious reasons splash those pools of water on people standing around, and then grinning like a child does.
Oh!! How I love Bangalore traffic.

So finally, I managed to reach office in 1 hr 45 mins! Thank God for this achievement.
After 2 adventurous weeks to this new place, I am finally here for my last day.

How am I feeling? Well! It has to be mixed feelings because Crossdomain was a bliss for me, I got an opportunity to work on really challenging projects that were starting from scratch, a very good team and an absolutely amazing manager. But with this driving incident very fresh in my mind…
Whatever…

You can wish me luck for my future endeavors :)

If you are wondering on the title of this post, this is how people have started greeting me after reaching the office. 

And dare you laugh on this!!!
One of my knee is still not recovered u see!! Grrr….

The Flavor of Surprise

It's 28th June -- 11pm.
I am waiting for the clock to put one hand over other so that ma bday wd start, Ravi wd wish me, I'll attend few calls and then I'll doze off. Very very sleepy I was.
What? B'Day cake??..Hmm...already checked the fridge...no traces of the cake.

Letter to God!

My mom is a theist and she has taught us right from the beginning how important and powerful prayers can be. She also encouraged me to write right from the beginning. Letters, essays, cards, 'WORDS' have been with me since childhood.

I was in 2nd standard then, I was complaining mumma about something. She gave an intelligent solution "Why dont you write to God? He'll solve all your problems." :)
Yeah!!! Sounds good. Afterall, i have never written to God, so why not give it a try!

I sat with a paper torn from my H.W. copy (Homework Copy) and started writing.

Dzire to Drive!!!

Know what marriage does to you?? Read on...
There was a girl who loved driving her dad's car.
She drove on highway @ 110/hr...such was her confidence.
She took an overloaded car in heavy traffic, through narrow lanes, and none of the passengers(dada-dadi-chachi etc etc) knew driving...such was her confidence.

And then one day...she got married.