Moment by Moment

Yesterday a friend texted me. It was her Papa's death anniversary and she was feeling wierd.

'Wierd?' I replied. 'yeah. I don't know how would Papa feel to know her daughter reached nowhere.'

She was not bad in her studies. But she successfully messed up her graduation. She had a disasterous fling. The guy is married to someone else and is trying hard to coax her into an illicit affair. To top it all she made some bad investments that made hee indebted to wrong guys.

I have seen girls messing up big time when their dads passes away. I wouldn't want to generalise but it might have something to do with the feeling of security.

I found no words to console her. But in my short experience success is a very relative term. The success at this moment might turn sour in the very next. So its pointless moaning or gloating. I know a group, once it had some of the biggest engineering contracts in the country. A few bad investments and the owners have no house even to stay.

Let's live and build life moment by moment

Good Mornings 10092011

Now it's yet another Saturday. After a two-day holiday with the family I am off to work and will hopefully return by evening. But yea, it's not easy to move your ass after two days of laziness aka happiness. Thankfully the Boss is going to be on leave today.

The good part of journey is I met a cute girl, whom I think has developed a bit of affection towards me. We have met a couple of times before. Although I don't have the allusion of this developing into anything fruitful, I hope it leaves me with good memories.

I watched a bit of cricket yesterday. I am baffled by the way the world champions played. Nothing is permanent, Dhoni can find solace in the age old wisdom. But even then Poonam Pandey provided some sort of solace. Although she went back partially on her promise to pose nude.

Good Mornings 07092011

Yesterday I had a very healthy discussion with a friend on the need of television. 'NEWS!' He said. But the NEWS that we see today are worthless and untrustworthy. The rest of the programs are waste of time. Later i had a supporter in Jane. Apparently she has survived for sometime without the idiot box.

The holiday season is back and I am going to be busy packing off for home. Yesterday I went to get myself a pair of pants. I couldn't believe the crowd at a Reliance outlet. You wouldn't believe they don't close down at nights until the last customer is out. May be until 1 and open early morning.

Today's war of words between Behenji and Assange was awesome. I love this guy. She and her stooges were reduced to clowns they really are. Atleast she could have shown some class.

Good Mornings 06092011

I just don't understand why I end up org some of the depressive managers on earth. Or are everyone like that? Or have I got something wrong with my attitude?

Yesterday I had to sit in his cabin to listen to his heroics for an hour. Wish someone told him how boring he is! This upseted all my plans. I came to my pad and fell stone asleep.

I think with arrest of Bellary bros, it's a significant step in Indian democracy. May be Congress wanted to give one back to BJP. Whatever the intention it's good for World peace.

The milk prices have increased again. Just can't help wonder how long this cycle will go on before someone yells enough.

I just found a picture of a woman on internet. Such a powerful eyes. Wish I could have shared it with you all.

Good Mornings 04092011

The last thing you want to do after working your ass off is to go home and have a peaceful Saturday. But then if you have to work in through the weekend, you are screwed.

I don’t know if it’s part of my destiny, I keep bumping into managers who claim they are worse than the previous one. Or are everyone like that?

Well this one is an exception. He is personally a miser and comes up with long winding lecture. He makes the low grade staffs work overtime and doesn’t give them over time benefits which are rightfully theirs. They just earn one-tenth his salary. I wonder what he stands to lose if they get couple of bucks more?

Believe it or not across the world Indian labour conditions are the worst. I am not just talking about the lower grade. You spend the lion’s share of your time in front of a computer and you get peanuts in return. In other words quality of life is not proportional to benefits you earn or the standard of life. Employee satisfaction and well being is the sector given least priority into- be it corporate or government.

I have been wondering for sometime- why is laziness a mortal sin? Why can’t we just sit back and relax. Why do we have to keep minting out and minting out money?

Good Mornings 03092011

I am sitting here shocked. India is traditionally famous for its devils dressed in driver's clothes. But Kerala had been an exception. Not anymore. I have lost count of people who had to bear the scars, thanks to someone else's mistake.

My greatest friend's mom ended up in a critical condition. She was just attempting to cross the road. Lax driving ought to invite grave sentences. But IPC is filled with loopholes.

The wolves are at it again. After victory of democracy, Brits and French are after Libyan oil. This is going to disturb the markets again.

Last night I chatted up with an old manager of mine. Ofcourse she is good looking stuff. She was surprised that I didn't attempt a conversation then. Who will dare flirt with managers?

Good mornings 02092011

I woke up the morning with a persistent cold. The climate here has been drenchy for the last two days. To make matters worse we have an audit today. Audits are inevitable as far as a financial institution is concerned. But for a worker its a nightmare.

I finished watching Polanski's 'ninth gate'. He is more or less an unfinished version of Hitchcock. Film was spooky with gripping narrative be camera. But nothing more.

Wikileaks have come up with another startling revelation. This time a powerful Kerala minister is found out to have terrorist connection. Assange is in no mood to fade away. I am planning to do a stealing.

I; am going to lift my neighbor's newspaper.