One step at a time …

The path seemed familiar but why am I feeling lost? I try hard to find familiarity around me. I hesitate to reach out, like a sibling who had drifted away and lost touch.

I trace a line along the dust that has formed around, the dust almost mocking back at me for blatant neglect. The traced line however revealed a little bit of the world I had stored away in the deep abyss of my mind. The world which had tried to forget existed, the friends I had left behind. A lot of water had flown below the bridge , but there were many things worth going back for.Something was tugging at my heart to give this a chance again ...

I realize that this is a part of me I can’t let go. I need to live with it and nurture it. As I tread down the path again, I wonder what was stopping me from coming back. Was I scared of rejection or had I really wandered away aimlessly?

Will I be able to connect like before.. Only time will tell… But I am ready to take little steps again …

I slowly take baby steps back into my mindspace...

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Honest Ramblings

“This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog’s content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant.” When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to the said person so everyone knows she/he is real. Choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have seven friends. Show the seven random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with Honest Weblog. Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself. Then pass it on!!!





The master chef in blog world found it apt to present me this award. I suddenly woke up like Rip van Winkle to realize I had forgotten to give an acceptance speech. Voila here we come..

“First of all, I have always dreamed of this moment as a little girl (That’s not so long ago ok :P). In my moment of glory I would like to thank God (yeah he plays a big role), my parents, my readers, my friends (whom I literally have to beg to read my crap), the world around me which gets interesting by the day .. from the people in the meeting rooms to the Schummachers on the road .. without you all mindspace would be empty!!!!

Here are the confessions of an honest mind…( Mai gita pe haat rakh ke kassam kha leti par aap yahi puchenge ki gita kaun hai … so I skipped that step…. :D)


1) I procrastinate like procrastination is going out of fashion. On second thoughts I think I will take a vow to stop procrastinating …errr.. from tomorrow!!!

2) I am allergic to rude people. One rude encounter early in the morning and it sets the pace for a bad day!! Anybody out there knows about immunity to rudeness vaccine???

3) I talk a lot .. if yapping had Olympics .. I would have got India the gold!! But I don’t gossip.

4) I hate it when people call women with opinion as feminists!! Would you like it if I called you a sissy if you didn’t??

5) I thrive on my sarcasm, and it has gotten me into trouble too as many a times people don’t get it.

6) I get flustered when I know people are watching me work. I then goof up with simplest things like breaking an egg too!!

7) I am short tempered … but I cant get myself to scream at people .. it keeps simmering inside me!!

8) I am not a fan of gold jewellery … its always silver or oxidized stuff for me.. (hope all the mallu elders don’t ostracize me from our community for this confession)

9) I dream of leading a boho life.. doing something offbeat .. away from the madness of IT!!

10) Phew finish line… I believe its ok to lie if it doesn’t harm anyone!!! :D

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Of rabbit holes and fairy tales!!

She wandered along hoping to find some peaceful place to rest her tired feet. Suddenly she found herself falling into something that seemed like a rabbit hole, and in no time she found herself in a world so different from hers.

She looked in awe at the leafless trees, barren trees and snow capped mountains. A gust of cold wind almost knocked her over. She looked around for place to shelter herself till the wind ceased. Far ahead in the distance she saw an old dilapidated mansion. She treaded towards it as quickly as her tired legs could carry her.

Just as she reached the gates, the door of the mansion was thrown open and she was greeted by a group of ferocious looking men and women clothed in black from head to toe. Their eyes seemed to be gleaming with a wicked intent. Their laughter gave her goose bumps.
She wished she could convince them she had trespassed into their world by chance and meant no harm. She opened her mouth to speak but no sound came, her voice had locked itself in fear… Her eyes had begun to fill up …. What kind of a soup had she got herself into…

Suddenly she heard a booming voice ask … “ So Deepti , what are your views about the Functional Specification document!!” And all of a sudden the mansion transformed into a blur of ice cold conference rooms, black laptops … the locked voice into a yawn and the blur was due to sleepy watering eyes…
So now I don’t even need to explain to the few people who read me where I had disappeared ;)

As John Lennon Says… You may say I'm a dreamer....But I'm not the only one!! :)

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Masks!!

She sits with you in a group, flashes her brightest smiles, and cracks the most nonsensical jokes. You smile back, laugh at her jokes … tears roll down her eyes, you believe they were tears of joy..
Have you ever wondered if the bright smile someone flashes at you, hides a pain beyond imagination?

God really used his imagination when he created humans. Each one is so distinct with the way they express themselves. Some of them talk about it to all and sundry and get over with it. Some just sulk over it, leaving other's guessing what went wrong . Some of them store it in the far abyss of their heart and minds and just wear masks. Only that the masks tend to become so heavy that they eventually break the individual’s persona….



Clowns wear a face that's painted intentionally on them so they appear to be happy or sad. What kind of mask are you wearing today?”

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Grass on the other side…….

The people at Infosys think Wiproites have it better. Satyam folks believe its way better at Cognizant. The Tata Motors guys envy those at GM or Volkswagen. Symantec people believe McAfee are the chosen ones… The argument goes on!!!
Why do you think people complain that companies aren’t recruiting?





The grass on the side is always greener… the good looking guys and girls are always in the other company!!
But as the great thinker and philosopher Dilbert put it
“The world is full of attractive people whom you will never meet. Your only hope for romance is to lower your standards until co-workers look good!!!”

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Really Proud!!

They were both beaming with joy. He had scored 90 marks. Finally he had overcome all the obstacles and got to the top. He had been battling ridicule for so long, they were glad he finally got his due.
I just looked at them, wondering where I had failed them. No matter what I achieved, they didn’t seem to notice it anymore. May be I wasn’t trying hard enough…..





My parents’ reaction to reality show contestants’ marks is beyond my understanding. I don’t remember them reacting with so much pride even to my academic achievements (ok ok not that I gave them many chances ... but still!!)
As for me, let me quote Calvin “Reality continues to ruin my life." ;)

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Striking a deal!!

Too much of abuse seemed to have finally taken its toll. The poor guy finally snapped. “I am going on a strike”, he said. The employers tried their best to negotiate a deal, but to no avail. This time, they had tried his patience too far.
The employers are now sending him for a full paid holiday with spa treatment and all (yeah in recession time … lucky guy!!), so that he comes back rejuvenated and inspired to work again.

When the red flags went up in my room, I was wondering if this is an illusion due to overdose of Malayalam news channels at home and the red flags I get to see there. But this time it was for real… my good ol PC has really gone on a strike…. We have just sent it on a fully paid vacation to our vendor .. for spa treatment and massage included package :(

P.S: I decided I am not going to take the strike without a fight... so I blogged my sad tale in my lunch time ... no strike can stop my blog :P

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