My Lazy Girl

What else do you expect a girl to carry in her bag other than some lipsticks, liners, creams and pads?? Isn’t it OK?? I wouldn’t have written this blog today if I hadn’t encountered a situation which left me agitated and unheard and sad. So I thought why not try changing opinions by my words. Being a girl in India is a challenge in itself. Our fight starts the moment our gender is sonographed and revealed to the family. We are not asked if we want to survive and see this world, rather we are taken as option if our families want us or not. Ever heard a baby boy being aborted regardless of some complications? No right?? Yeah because they are not supposed to! And if you are lucky enough to born and accepted as a girl, then your struggle doesn’t end here. The film is yet to be shown. Things go smooth till we hit our puberty. Every single person who is born, be it a male or a female undergo certain physical mental emotional and Ofcourse hormonal changes in their body, but it’s alw...

I had everything that day (I mean I still have today) yet I felt so deprived in front of them! I was in my car that day while returning to home from my office. I opened the window to let the wind play with my hair and make me calm enough to plan the things further. Meanwhile I asked my driver to slow down the volume of the songs which were playing in the background as I was hardly interested in listening to anything except silence. I comfortably glide in the back seat of my car but what I saw next was strong enough to gave me food for thought. When I was peeping out through the window, I saw an auto rickshaw(not in a very good condition) packed with the people who had little money.( I don’t want to use the word “POOR” here as it has a heavy meaning). At the back of the auto rickshaw, sits a family of 3 people.  A middle aged couple and their young daughter. I looked at them with all the possibilities at the red light. They were lean and skinny as if they never had the l...

We all work for the same thing but with different agenda.We all have battles to fight but the victory is for the same thing. Similarly we might work at different places in different roles but for the same Motto in the end. MONEY ! Well March and April has ended and it’s the May time. Here i am talking specifically about March as many of us know that its that time of the year where the performance of an Engineer comes into picture. And then we are Promoted or Demoted accordingly! May the month of possibilities where the intensity of our hard work depends on the level of our promotions we get. Today this blog of mine majorly focus on the people who work in IT. By this time I know many people are injured from inside while others might be enjoying their weekend in the best possible way. Today I was in my bed for the entire day doing justice with the Sunday and constantly thinking how situations can change us to an extent. Like we IT people work our ass off to get butte...

The water engulfed everything! Our ground floor, entrance and now half of the staircase. I threw my hands in my hair and I gave up on situation.  I twisted and turn in my own discomfort. Sleep was not able to find me. Neither of us(Vaishali and I) were able to fall asleep(like how can someone sleep with an albatross hanging around their neck?). I got up, stood at my balcony again to measure the depth of the water.  Hold on, Vaishali look, there’s something in the water! We didn’t had any torch but mere assumptions. “Relax dude, no one will dare to enter in our hostel, at least not at this point of time. The grass nearby would have invited some insects that might be having their pool party together. Come, let’s get inside!” said Vaishali. I gave her a disgusting look and we both laughed. The moment we were folding our bed sheet, we heard another sudden jump in the water, followed by a loud cracking sound. This time, it made Vaishali curious too. When this continued, it...

A hope to escape out of this place and to see our families again. A hope to fulfill the dreams we dreamed of. A hope to live again! I clearly remember Room No 11 it was. That night near about 10:20pm (IST) we all were sitting in a room clinging to one another. 30 pair of frightened sleepless eyes with a clueless mind and hearts beating with the same pace and with the same question, “what will happen now?” The entire room was filled with the silence of graveyard. I know its hard to believe, 30 girls in a room with the pin drop silence(historic moment, see!). No inverter, no emergency lights but some week sleek small candles were all we had, which were the left overs of the Diwali that we celebrated previous month. We lit a candle outside our room and one inside to see each other’s face in the dark night. I was sitting in the middle of my group, holding Vaishali’s arm tightly with my head stitched to her shoulder. I was the most frightened soul in the entire group. The ...

Like nobody in my house ever appreciated my Maggie even, then these people gonna pay me?? Like really??  Now that we have successfully launched ourselves in the huge brand, we refuse to look back! Now our day starts with the alarm which snooze after every 15 mins to 8 am. Every time we step into our office, we suddenly start feeling fortunate enough for our existence. We start framing goals. We start imagining life three years from now while we are completely clueless about our next session. We set ourselves free in the sky as we have new wings attached to us. You know something, the initial stage of everything is dearest of all! Whether it's your girlfriend or your new Car or your marriage or anything else in the world. Then this was our job! Rather I should say, our very first job. How can we be not happy at that time? But then we forget that nothing remains same forever. Everything looses it's spark after a while. Let's come to a real scenario. In the very i...

Monday? No way! I have my office to do dude!!  Now that you have read the phase 1( which was small I agree) it's time for the 2nd phase. But before that, I wanna tell you something. Actually above all, if you see it from a distance, and by distance I mean quite a distance, I.T industry is basically for two types of people. Firstly, the people who love screens! The ones who always want to glue spectacles to their face and their ass with the chair(and later suffer with Cervical and back ache disorders.) and then work to a stretch of 10 to 11 hours per day with a mug of coffee. Initially it sounds fancy,  but then it's not! Secondly this is for the people who loves traveling. Put your hand on your heart and remember your college days when you used to think that you gonna live in a  different city thousands miles apart from your home, when you gonna clean your utensils and wash your clothes own your own and later tag it as "Freedom" on Facebook and Instagram. R...