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CHANGE
Your ATTITUDE
And It will CHANGE
Your LIFE

March 11, 2010

Khauf



Charu went inside her room and felt different. She looked around but everything looked the same. She turned off the lights and lay down on the bed. Her eyes were wide open, the heart beat getting faster. She did not felt right. She looked around the room again. She had a feeling that there was someone watching her.

She would keep getting up in the middle of the night to check if there was someone around. She felt the room getting cold as she covered her body with the sheets. A minute or two later she heard a noise coming from the room. The noise kept happening in intervals which got her attention. She switched on the lights to see where the noise was coming from but could not find it. She went back to sleep as the noise died down.

She turned to her right and could see the curtains blowing away to the fan’s wind. She could see the graveyard and the cross signs through her window which stood opposite to her building. She quickly changed her position as weird thoughts started coming to her mind.

She felt asleep and when she opened her eyes again, she could see thin light emanating from outside. She got up to take a look and there was a candle burning in her living room. Sweat had started forming over her temple as she stood in her room wondering what to do next.

She gathered her courage and saying Lord Ganesha’s name moved towards the living room. The candle lit brightly as Charu approached it and found no one was there in the living room. She turned around and saw an image in white clothes with a candle in hand approach her. Seeing the sight she started screaming.

“What happened, are you all right” the image asked but she kept on screaming. The image got hold of her hand when the lights came on. She looked at the image to find her husband Vishal standing in front of her. “What are you doing here? You were supposed to be at the office” “I was not feeling well. So I came back, I knew you were sleeping so I did not call. I had the house keys with me. Are you alright?” He asked with a concern. “Yes, I am. You got me shit scared” was her reply.

As Charu followed her husband into the bedroom, she promised herself that never ever again she would watch a horror movie alone and that too late night…

March 6, 2010

Friends

 
As one moves into the work life, one realizes that the only true friends that they made were back in school and college.  In the work life, there are very few people who become your best buddies and most often than not they are give and take relationships where people find solace when they have common topic to talk about.  Chances are that once you move out of the organization, the friendship comes to an end unless kept alive.

What are the odds of five guys becoming close friends in a 250+ employees working in a single department in a 24/7 environment and that too for different process.  The chances are very rare but it happened and I was one of them.

How did it happen, I don’t have a clue but I assume it has something to do with us bumping in now and then and then going out as a group.  It started that way, one thing for sure and has continued since then.  Even though we moved in different directions the friendship still remains strong.

So let me tell a few things about them:

Friend #!:  He is the funny bone of the gang and the one who pulled the Threat SMS on me.

Friend #2:  He is sarcasm at its best and practical.  He chooses to play an underdog which baffles me.

Friend #3:  If one hears someone talking about you, one can easily predict where it came from.  He is also the one who would not commit until the last moment but still say yes.

Friend #4:  He handles everything so calmly which surprises me.  Because of him, I  wore a kurta pyajama on a traditional day something that I had never done in my entire life.  He also guided me to be at ease while dancing (I thought I had two left feet) and now I do an air guitar too.

Friend #5:  This would be me.  I am the event organizer, party planner, etc.  These days I only plan and let others handle it

P.S:  If you are wondering what prompted this post, well one of my buddies asked me the question on how we all came together and the only thing I could think of is "I have no idea......"

March 2, 2010

Writer's Block




The writer filled up the pen with the ink and took out the blank journal in front of him. He looked at the yellow pages, as he kept his hand holding the pen over it so as to fill the pages with the its ink all over it.

The hand instead of moving remained steady as if there was a conflict on what to write. The hand moved several times but the pen failed to make contact with the paper.

Finally, the pen was kept aside and the pages remained untouched as today did not seem the day to strike a conversation between the pen and the paper.