SHIFTS….

Working in shifts has become the most onerous part of my life. It might really seem puerile to a many about me whimpering about working in the odd hours. In fact, for all those who have been working with the IT field for quite sometime, this has incontestably become a routine. I have always been with a perception that IT life is a cake walk. I have seen my friends going for work sometime in the noon or evening and coming back in the night. There are really only a few number of times when they told me that they had returned at or after the bewitching hour of the day. I never in my lifetime knew what 4o clock in the morning will be like until now, except during the semester exams(even then, I used to wake up only by 5.30).

Life has seen a drastic change. YES!! Am working in shifts. My day dawns at 4.00 in the morning. The suprabatham to my ears these days is the CAB driver’s dulcet voice. He persistently calls me once in every five minutes from 3.45 till 4.45 am. Yep, I get into the cab at 4.45 and my shift begins at 5.45. At first I doubted if it was the case with me alone. (:P) But sooner, I found this is the same with all my friends working in this shift. I loved the song ‘Unakena Naan’ and used it as ringtone. Now, hating that song . Every time I listen to that song, spasms of fear and tension passes through my mind.This might seem to be a bit exaggerated, but its true.

The cab driver continuously called me from 3.45 with an interval of 5 minutes yesterday. I asked him to come at 5.10 yesterday for which I had to listen to a long lecture from him (Poor me!!!that too at 4.00am) So somehow I made up my mind not to argue further and got into the cab at 5. The cab started…

Driver dint know which road to take….he asked me….

He: Akka, inda roada (Elder sister, Do I take this road??? (translation for u))
I: ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! Akkava???????????!!!! (couldn’t do much about it anyways)

Early morning, after so many conflicts between my laziness and the love for my job(:P), I felt so sad to hear this.

Somehow today, I woke up even without an alarm. Just to avoid the lecture U c!! I pity myself and also you guys who work in these kinds of shifts!

CHANGE!!!

Life !!! I have never wondered the complexities of this term, or never even have thought about this life until recently. To me life was always bed of roses and I was cribbing for getting bored due to the usual chores of life.

But off late i have realized that change is the only thing that is constant about life. I chose to write this particular post on this day, realising the changes my life had been through.. Life was too great till recently. College life was real fun according to me. This is just as usual as to everyone else. The class galatas and the fun ... the amount of msgs sent, received. There have been times when i have sent more than 1000 msgs per day(excluding forwards) Friendship day those days was more special. Yep, my phone wud start to ring at 12 in the night and keep buzzing till the next day 12. My inbox would be flooded with wishes and i would choose to send replies inspite of the message cost that is posed that day. Life was smiling at me and I was smiling at life constantly. Though, in one corner of the heart, there would always be small thoughts about GRE, TOEFL, Semesters at times etc.

Now??? things have changed like hell! Now life no longer is smiling at me! Its giving me "a cold stare" on and off! The very thought of fun is no more in my mind! everything around seems to be serious! I hardly send msgs from my mobile. I got some 50 wishes today of which i chose to reply to 5 of my friends! And i deliberately wished only one of my friends.. Life has changed. To me, Life revolves just around one PC. The worst part is, I have landed up in a place where I hardly have any freinds at the workplace.In this one whole year, I have made a few gud decent friends and many enemies too but I have started talking to my computer. I have started to love it. Life is really full of worries now. I have started feeling that there are so many things on my plate and am unsure of which one to prioritise. Now life is a big ?.

I have started to accept this life! But am sure there awaits a more surprising change. Have to hold on to what I have till then.

Now cribbing about tomo! (MONDAY BLUES U C :(....)


P.S This was a real senti post! Dint know tat i can really get so sentimental! Thanks to ma purplepearl! Sorry but tats the way it is now!!"Everytime i find the meaning of life, they change it."

FEELING YOUNGER!!

Today was yet another boring rather bad day for me!! Nothing went well on my end. But still am happy at something that happened today… yup.. To a few it might look pretty silly but am really happy about tat!! Thou at the end it really turned to be a big mokkai :P).. There is a guy staying close to my house. Infact this guy is a neighbor of mine..Ogay! let me call him U for convenience. This U is a kid who is 2 and half years old and my biggest past time. I am a major fan of this U for U is very cute and pretty and, both me and U are very much attached to each other. For whoever from my family sees U, it (he) asks for me…(Pavi akka enga iruka)..I generally do not go near little children for I feel they nag too much but for this U. I too like U very much. Its been an everyday routine for me and U to talk for some half an hour or so.. It happened the same today too. Me and U were talking like every other day..

Me: U enna da sapta??
U: Docha saten
Me: inga variyaa.. naama velayadalaam
U: varen… amma azhachindu vara matendra!!!
(U to aunty)
U: amma …Paaaavvviiiithhhaaaraaa koopadra…. Azhachindu po

I dint really like U calling me akka cos I ll feel old when some1 calls me so. I don lik feeling old. But I dint have any other option for I am supposed not to teach the child call people with their names. But today it happened that U called me with my name without akka!Yippieeee!!!! And I told him to call me so..The worst part is that my cousin S who is 10 years old heard this conversation between me and U.

S: hi de pavi!!
Me: ( I was lik) hmm sollu da…
S: enna de.. kadaiseela anda paapa kooda unaku mariyada taraliya.. sema bulba???
Me:Errrrr…..

I still wonder who teaches S all these words like mokka and bulb! Guess he learns from me when I use it when I talk to my friends over the phone. This small incident was the only thing that made me happy today! Thanks U…Luv u U and S…

PS: I know this post is a crap.. If u chose to read it and now if u r cribbing about it, am sorry!!:)..

New born babe

I’ve been thinking a while to start blogging for the very reason that I have got nothing useful to do (blaming myself for this condition). Life is as sick as it could be. Having tried everything possible on earth to avoid boredom like orkut, books, computer etc, I finally have decided to pen down my thoughts as blog and I hope with all great imaginations that this would help me stay away from the fatigue due to boredom(for until this moment am bored for almost 24*7). Drawing inspiration from a few bloggers, whose writings have left me imbued with the spirit to start writing, I did not take great time to write down this particular post and I hope blogging would help me write more. I have a strong belief in me that this would help me improve my writing skills as well as be a platform to vent out my thoughts and emotions. So here I am to bug you all with my blog. here is my first blog !!!