Love's labour lost.

We believe that love makes the world go round. Or rather we are made to believe that love is overpowering, love is divine. Then what happens to those who lose their love? Do they still survive? Or are they lost in oblivion?
Such questions never arose in my mind until one fateful day I was at the losing end. It took me several days to figure out how to get back to routine. How does one undo a habit, a habit so strong that it threatens to ruin you? Yes I have lost my love, a love I was proud of, a love I boasted of, a love people were envious of and a love that was my lifeline.
It feels like a hole, a void, vacuum. Every morning, it’s a trauma waking up and holding the phone in my hand and hoping, anticipating, waiting for it to ring. For the first time it becomes a most coveted melody. But sadly enough it does not ring, crashing all my hopes and dreams.

Loving someone is like bringing up a baby. It starts from infancy to maturity. There are times numerous when we behave like mothers and sacrifice everything precious to us for the sake of love just to be loved back in return. Love gives us a new meaning to live, to love oneself.
It is so strange to note that, when the world goes on like normal, people like me silently suffer at a corner. The tears that had once streamed have now dried up. What is left are the tear strained pillows. People say that I will emerge stronger in the end. But what shall I do with that strength? Will it give me the strength to fight the pain? Will it help me rise in love again? Will it help me feel again? Will it help me overcome the unbearable pain?

A Sunday.

Sundays are meant to be enjoyed. Sundays are fun days. Sundays are all sunny and warm and happy. Sundays mean lots of laughter, giggles, family lunches, outings and picnics.

Well that is what we are taught since childhood. Our English readers also tell the same things and have pictures to support them too. We are made to live in this fantasy world for years. Little do we know that one day all these notions don’t hold true anymore. And when that time comes, we are left with a feeling of void.

But all is not bad when you grow up. With age come a sense of independence & an overwhelming sense of freewill. My Sundays are spent lazing around, feeling lethargic and very lost and lonely. After weeks of spending these uneventful Sundays, I woke up yesterday and decided to just go out and enjoy my day.

A day that began with rain, mist and dampness ended with a reason to laugh. A last moment plan to watch a movie made all the difference. I chanced upon a movie named “Tere Bin Laden”. I know the name sounds a little odd. But what followed was a 1 hour 45 minutes laughter riot leaving my vocal cords sufficiently strained from laughing. (Please note that I am not from the press and aren’t publicizing this latest flick!)

After a day spent watching two movies (oh I forgot to mention watching” New Moon-The Twilight Saga” on my laptop), a little shopping, mouthwatering food at a local restaurant and lots of gossiping with a friend about office, I finally fell on my bed and welcomed a much needed sleep with heavy eyelids.

Guess, life isn’t that bad after all!

Money!

After a week of what seemed to be a "blogger's block", I decided to share the events of the last few days (or maybe just a chain of uneventful days).

The last week has made me realize one important thing.
"Money brings you immense happiness, that sadly lasts before you can bat your eyelid!"
Well the beginning of the week brought me lots of money (no not a lottery, just bonus, which my company lovingly paid me for sticking around for more than 6 months).

My happiness had no bounds; it was the first time that I earned a bonus! Voila!
I spent my entire Sunday, shopping and hopping from one big brand to another, till I realized that it was night.

I slept that night, all alone in my flat with all the recent acquisitions on my bed.
What happens when I wake up the next morning? Pop! All my newly-found happiness has disappeared from the window. I'm in my flat, still alone and unhappy.

That is what your career gives you from time to time. Lots of money, but no one to share it with. On my way to office that day, I recalled good old college days; lots of fun, frolic, laughter and happiness. Days would pass without lavish dinners, new clothes, visits to multiplexes...always a liquidity crunch! The days were more of chai (tea) in a local chai shop, mouthwatering Maggi for meals, old pair of jeans and prime time movies on our laptops with friends.

Yes gone are those days. Now the money doesn't help get me back the friends and the carefree days…

Life in a corporate-the minute details. part 1

A morning without a cup of coffee and one that is blustery.

Well my morning started the same way.Waking up every morning and trudging all the way to office. Reminds me of those days(perfect for a picnic) when I used to be dragged to school by my sisters. Sadly, there is no one to drag me out of my home now...And I could feel it in the wind that my day would not go on a very happy note.

On reaching office, I found out that one of my colleagues, a friend of mine was done with serving her notice period in the company and would not be working from tomorrow.
Such a matter is not uncommon in the big bad corporate world, yet at times it makes you feel uncomfortable. From tomorrow our friendly banters,tea time gossips(more commonly known as "water cooler gossips") brainstorming,intellectual discussions would all be over.

It might sound silly and very minuscule, yet these are the events that make you feel a sense of discomfort.A feeling of being left alone, a feeling of losing something sets in...

Thus ended my day in office, not on a very happy note and made me sit back and think,"Change is the only constant".