My Lazy Girl

The water felt cold, colder than the beer that I had last night at airport. The chilled fresh breeze and the icey cold water made chill ran down my spine.  We fasten our steps towards the beach. I didn’t want to get late and miss the moment. That moment was more important than starting of any movie. That was the moment to behold. In no time I was standing there, just on the entry gate of the beach. On one side there was a concrete road and on the other side it was this huge, endless, vast beach covered with clouds and breeze. As I put my first step towards the beach, I felt a whole new soul has entered into me. I wasn’t the same person that moment anymore. My heart was filled with over whelming contentment and my worries were carried by the swift breeze far to the horizon. I was still away from the water but I was moving towards the gate of wisdom. Each step towards the beach opened a new window for my dragons to fly. It was all happening inside me. The tornados, the drag...

(We all want this at one moment, someone to hear, someone to ask, someone to pamper, someone to know that we are not fine. It feels good to have that someone around.) I thought this in my head before I could literally start dictating my cries. We walked all our way from the Dosa corner to Malinis’s place. I wanted to feel the roads of Chennai. My best time was started. I kicked my suitcase in one corner and then threw myself on her bed. Oh lord, I so wanna thank one of your creation to whom you gave this brain that he end up constructing a bed. How our life would have been without bed? God, it would have been horrible. I said to Malini but she ignored my blabbering like a pro. I shoot a pair of shorts on her face which I bought for her from Mumbai.   “Here you go. Catch!” Wow, you bought this for me? Thanks babe. “I got them in sale last week actually. Buy 1 get 1 free. You see”, said I in a playful note. “Bitch you are! I hate you! “,replied Malini and threw a pil...

The wide over speed roads with those huge palm trees accelerated my heart and forced my memories to run on the same roads again.  I decided to revisit the pages that I once read. I decided to visit Chennai again. Years have passed and everything was changed. I was standing on the Chennai Airport yet again, waiting for my friend to receive me. I felt the same warmth and love as I entered the city after years. It felt like home coming. "Hey you, who are you looking for?" asked a person in a shrilling voice behind my back and I knew who exactly it was. I turned around with huge grin and eyes filled with love waiting to see her stupid face again. Ohh my "Delhiee ki Billie" (Delhi’s cat, a name given by her to me). I missed you so much bitch, said Malini. I hugged her tightly. Her gajra smelled exactly how it used to do 3 years ago. I fixed my gaze over her face for a while and said with a gasp, "You haven’t changed a bit Mallu. Not by any chance." Ma...

The  best part is we can always choose. But the worst part is we often end up choosing the wrong one. Clear your browsing history. Erase it completely and then launch yourself again in the world with a bang!! It will work. We have initiated the start of the New Year and I have no shame in saying that I had a terrible start.Well Reasons being many ( We will talk about that later). What pushed me to write this blog today has something deep attached to it. You could say a file of some of gbs which is too large for my system to handle. To unzip that compressed file and to free some space in my heart and soul, here I read it as: I am a tester by profession ( Never forget your profession that gives you better and bread, no matter how terrible it is.) I test the application and figure out bugs/errors and pass it to the other team to fix it. Right? That’s how we follow the process? All the testers in the room please make a sound. But the interesting part is that of chasing. ...

Remove the mask of flawlessness and diplomacy. Shed the fears of getting judged. Don’t shy away to smile in your ugliest form. It’s always fine this way. I know by this time everyone’s waiting to change the calendars on their wall. It’s the second last day of this year and everyone is engrossed in making plans of what needs to be done and how it needs to be done. While other half of the population might be wondering which car, property, shares to invest in as their pundit ji might have forecasted the expected behaviors of their Raahu and Ketu(all about astrology u see). Basically all the people I am encountering on my Whatsapp, Facebook and Instagram are busy planning for 2019. It’s a new year after all; we all need to prepare for it. Going to the already over loaded, over priced clubs and bars with layers of makeup paired with the painful stilettos and cheering up in the crowd with bottles of beer is something for the kids now a days( what’s the point of screaming whe...

Even if the entire trip comes out to be a spoiler, We still manage to get some decent photos to showcase them to people. Right? I might be wrong, I ain't sure. But what if.....  In this entire 2k18 I had been trying to go on a holiday at some place or another but each time I decide that this month I am surely gonna go,it was always a flop show. By this year end I got so agitated with my self and surroundings that I could not hold my irritation level and decided to post on this. How sad and annoying it feels when you make plans and it gets dismiss like anything. But this sad thing that has been happening to me continuously forced me to understand the hidden phenomenon behind it. Here's what I got:  * Sooner or later we all plan for a holiday but why do we even need it? By this I remember the words of my father. In my school days during summer breaks, I used to be so excited to plan a summer trip with family. Sometimes we used to go, sometimes we don't. But my f...

Even if we have complicated issues enclosed in our laptops, we can still smile with a cup of coffee in our hands and slay the look. We are engineers after all.  Something happened this weekend which offended to the core. How can someone comment about my job just like that. In 365 days of calendar, we celebrate one day or another. We have Doctor's day, Teachers days, Aids day, Mother, Father, Children's day, Independence day and then our very own Birthday as well. Celebrations goes on. But one profession which is totally ignored and is un appreciated is that of an Engineer. Being an Engineer myself, it feels really disappointing. IT people do not have any day other than Saturday and Sunday. I don't know why people carry a different mindset for us. For an instance let's just say.... For our families : We are those free birds who are enjoying their freedom in different metro cities and if not controlled on time, we may slip out of their hands. ( now according ...