My Lazy Girl

The problem was still the same. The situation was about to get worse. We didn't have anything but each other. And that's what that matters in the end.  In continuity to the blog... Deadly Water(Unforgettable Calamity  ... "No no no no. No Gaytri no, I just wanna go home. Appa(dad) will be worrying so much. I don't want anything, just my home and family, screamed my roomate (A Tamilian Brahamin) when she analyzed the situation in the morning. She was crying and shouting at the same time. She started packing her bag. She collected whatever she could and left everything else in the room. Her conversation with Gaytari in Tamil floated above my brain but I got a slight hint that one of their friend was coming to rescue them. She threw her maxi on the bed and slipped into a pair of jeans and a T shirt. She then hastly folded her hair into a high bun and rolled her jeans till the knees. She left the room with Gaytari in no time. She didn't said a word to me. ...

Work is worship, But then it takes time to perform the ritual .  I had a very delicious fruit cake an hour before leaving the office which left me with some good taste and thoughts altogether. [ Tip of the day: Good food leaves you with good thoughts. Choose it wisely. It helps!] As the clock stuck 6 p.m. (IST), I packed my stuff and rushed to find my cab. I tucked in the seat belt and before i could say something, my driver swtiched on the radio as he started the car. He shuffled channels after channels in the quest of good music with less commercials(that's the main agenda I guess.)  Tired by the day, I shut my eyes and let the music strike into my ears effortlessly till something got my attention and woke me up. What I heard next left me with all smiles and baffled thoughts.  A 26 year old guy who was a software developer, homeless & jobless in California was found selling his resume on the roads to random people. If that would have been the case, it wo...