Zindagi Rockz

It was exactly 12 years ago on this day, that I joined the Bank.. I can vividly recall that exact moment when I along with 24 other batchmates of mine were sitting in the classroom of our Staff Training College, when a very senior colleague addressed us and began giving us instructions about how to fill our joining forms.. I was very impressed by the way this colleague introduced herself and conducted the whole 'induction' in a very methodical and smooth way.. At that moment I was filled with a sense of awe and wonder looking at her addressing us..  Her personality, her poise, charm and just the way she carried herself left such a lasting impression on me, so much so that on that same day I silently hoped that one day I would be in her place conducting such an induction programme for newly joined employees of the Bank..  Fast forward 12 years later where I recently had the opportunity to conduct pre joining and joining formalities for a batch of newly recruited set of colleagu...

So today marks the first anniversary of my transfer to Hassan.. For some reason I felt like celebrating this "milestone" and that's why I distributed sweets in office.. But anyway, instead of being congratulated on completing this milestone my colleagues were bugging me and questioning me about the "real" reason for distributing sweets in office..  Well, professionally the year was fabulous! But last year at this time I wasn't exactly in a positive frame of mind.. Like when I got my transfer order posting me to Hassan, I was shocked.. And for a moment I just went blank and didn't really know what I would do..  At that point of time, keeping in mind several factors (professional and personal), my husband and I decided that it would be best if I reported at Hassan.. We also decided that only I would relocate and my daughter would stay back with my husband.. So this resulted in my husband being a single parent and me being what my colleagues at work refer t...

" Dead people receive more flowers than the living ones because regret is stronger than gratitude " This quote sums up the reviews/reactions people are sharing regarding the late actor Sushant Singh Rajput's final appearance on the silver screen. I'm surprised to see an IMDb rating of 9.8/10! I don't think any of his films rated beyond 7.5 or 8 when he was alive.. Well, that's hypocrisy for you.. To give you context - when news headlines read "Covid patient dies on the road while waiting for an ambulance" - no one bats an eyelid! But when the Bachchan family tests positive for Covid, the media goes into a frenzy and people across the country are praying for the speedy recovery of the entire Bachchan khaandaan.. So Mr Bachchan and his family not only have access to the best medical facilities, they also have special mention in the prayers of millions of people across the country! So yeah, like I said - that's hypocrisy.. Of course I'm also in ...

So for people that know me closely also know that I'm sentimental.. But my friends will just tell you that I'm "mental".. Anyway, I've always wished that the people who're close to me tell me how they actually feel about me, how much they miss me, how much they care for me, how much I mean to them.. You know I wish these so called 'close' people say mushy things to me.. But no! What I get instead is endless banter, merciless teasing and sarcasm.. Like recently this friend was telling me about how I attract all unwanted people in my life, when actually I feel that this particular friend is just jealous of my popularity.. lol!!  So in a recent group chat while sharing a forward about Covid-19, a friend said that Covid is behaving like me.. In an otherwise endless list of mean comments directed at me I didn't take this one to heart.. It was more of a compliment since I'm being compared to the most (un)popular topics at the moment and hence I was...

It felt like I knew you guys forever.. So, that initial awkwardness or the need to make that first 'good impression' was never felt.. And we just transitioned from colleagues to best buddies effortlesly.. There was nothing that we couldn't discuss about.. Yours was the only company where I felt safe and where I let my guard down.. I could be myself.. You know the passive aggressive, sarcastic, unpleasant person that I usually am.. But still you accepted me.. Because you saw some 'good' in me.. So while I was this rather 'difficult' person to be around with I was still welcome among you all.. And you never missed an opportunity to make me feel special.. Be it by celebrating my birthday with all the fanfare that a 'homesick' girl deserves, or by making my favourite dish because I had access to only boring PG food.. Those 8 or 9 years of my life have been the best years of my life.. There's absolutely no doubt about that.. Those dinner meets whe...

So for all those people mourning the death of Sushant Singh Rajput, here are some statistics for you.. Between January and March 2019, 610 farmers committed suicide in India.. At the time this also made news headlines but never trended on Social Media.. Also I never saw these many posts/tweets praying for the souls of those farmers so that they rest in peace.. I'd like to ask "Why wasn't same concern shown then?".. See I don't want to get preachy about the whole issue because I know I'm not perfect.. But it does make me want to laugh out aloud when I read comments like "Lets boycott Bollywood", Let's boycott XYZ films. and not watch films of actors namely ABC, EFG and so on.. Like really?? You're going to boycott "their" films?? Hypocritic much? You're seriously going to boycott movies produced by a certain individual because you feel he/she abetted the suicide of the person in the news lately? Well I know I wont.. the reaso...

So this used to be a long standing joke between an old friend and me.. That I will undertake a solo trip someday.. and whenever I would talk about undertaking this 'solo trip', my friend would trip over me, cracking a lot of mean jokes at my expense.. Well, for those of you who know me closely probably know about my terrific sense of direction or rather the lack of it! I'm just terrible with directions.. I just can't seem to remember routes/roads/places/landmarks.. I'm directionally challenged.. so much so that another friend would joke saying that if she took me outside office and just swirled me around I wouldn't know in which direction to proceed in order to reach my house.. and that's precisely why Google Maps was invented.. To lead the 'blind' people like me.. lol.. Recently went home to Bangalore for a bit.. The normal mode of transport between Bangalore and Hassan used to be the Airavat (sigh! how much I miss you Airavat).. However, owing to t...