Zindagi Rockz

So a friend recently shared a pic of a colleague on our WhatsApp group.. This guy (let's call him "Salt & Pepper) is the present crush of another friend in the group.. So when I saw this guy's pic I zoomed in to have a proper look at his face.. I also rubbed my eyes repeatedly just to make sure I was seeing the guy's face properly.. You see, our friend is what one would typically refer to as a "babe" and to know that she's crushing on someone who's so ordinary looking (to say the least) came as a mild shock to me.. Of course that's why Shakespeare came up with the line "Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder".. I'm now convinced that the 'beholder' in this case needs an eye check up immediately!  To top it off, the guy totally ignores the existence of our friend.. Of course that's no problem at all.. We thrive on relationships based on unrequited love.. if a guy would drop everything and profess his undying love for ...

Today is Nikki's 10th Birthday.. "Time flies" is an understatement in this case considering the fact that I can still vividly recall the moments leading up to my labour and subsequent birth of my baby doll Nikki.. It's not just Nikki's birthday, it's also the day that a mother was born.. Of all the roles I have played till date the one I cherish the most is being a mother.. It's easy being Nikki's mom.. She's the most affectionate, caring and loving kid you will come across.. Also there is only one special child in the world and every mother has it.. So Nikki for me is the best kid around.. She's always been mature for her age.. But what actually forced her to "grow up" overnight was my transfer away from Bangalore.. I wondered how she would manage without me.. But as I write this post today I can proudly proclaim that she's independent and self sufficient.. Sometimes it makes me feel insecure.. You know every mother wants her chi...

Came across a few pics of happy times.. As I scrolled through the many pics it took me back to those times where I would laugh my hearty laugh and say outrageous things without second guessing or feeling worried about what other people think about me.. Those were the golden days.. and as I looked through those pics only one thought came to mind.. "happy memories"..  And then I realized why the photo gallery on our phone is our prized possession and we guard it with our lives.. Ask someone who's lost their phone and they'll tell you their only regret is that they lost all those photos.. Of course, now we have Google pics and iCloud where we can back up all those pics that help us relive those beautiful moments..  Though you can never go back to that time, you can reminisce those moments.. That joke to which everyone laughed until their sides hurt, that dinner party you went for where all your cards were getting declined and finally you emptied all your wallets and bare...

So, after spending last 3 weeks getting affected from Covid-19, recovering from it and after spending considerable amount of time in isolation and self pity I finally felt the need to pen down a few thoughts on the whole ordeal..  I won't go into the specifics.. There's enough literature to tell you what happens when someone is affected by Covid-19.. But the days running up to my getting affected were filled with news of colleagues getting affected and succumbing to Covid-19.. So imagine my horror when despite following all precautions including getting my first jab of the vaccination, I still managed to test positive.. When my report came, though I was expecting it to be positive, I still was in shock.. And although I got in touch with a doctor immediately who started me off on a line of treatment, carefully explaining to me what I can expect as the days go by.. The doctor was thorough and systematic.. But what he showed as professional expertise became a bitter pill for me to...

So I'm watching this web series titled "The Bold Type" on Netflix.. and one of the protagonists is named 'Sutton Brady'.. I love this particular character because she's kind, intelligent and funny/witty and more importantly I love her name.. 'Sutton' - It's such a unique name.. I simply love the name.. I caught myself wishing my name was Sutton.. Well, no sooner than that thought hit my mind, it immediately triggered flashbacks of several or rather all the instances of people mispronouncing my name..  The most dreaded question for me is "What's your name"? Because the scene plays out something like this..  Person: Hi, what's your name? Me: Sharon Person: What? Shalini? Me (mildly annoyed): No.. It's Sharon Person: Oh.. Sharanya? Me thinking (Oh my God!! are u deaf???):  Noooo.. It's Sharon.. that's S-H-A-R-O-N, Sharon Person: Oh Sharan (pronouncing it as 'Sha-run') Me: (resigned to my fate of spending a lifetim...

So I received several forwards today wishing me a Happy New Year.. I have yet to send replies to all those who messaged me.. Well I'm more of the 'meme sharing person'.. You know, the one who relates to messages like "Utho Anarkali, sab ko 'Same to you' bolna hai".. But not wanting to dampen anyone's enthusiasm, I will take the time to send a personal message to all those who wished me a happy new year today.. Well, I'm in the mood to rant so I'll just go ahead and say it.. What's the big deal? So it's a new year.. That makes me a year older and brings me a step closer to my grave (yeah I'm in 'that' mood today!)  Agreed that the less said about the year gone by, the better.. But what did we really lose out on last year? Probably our freedom was curtailed because we couldn't go out on trips or lunch/dinner meets.. Couldn't meet our parents/friends as regularly as we would have wanted to.. But spare a thought about pe...

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...