Thursday, May 24, 2007

BUGged

Gawd!!!!!!...... Got goose bumps when I saw the duration between my two previous posts, Sept 2005 and then MAY 2007, more than a year n a half. What the hell was wrong with me? Did I have nothing to write? Was I in some kind of a self imposed exile? Exile I still am in...n I am completely lost.

Lost in a maze called the ‘I.T. Boom’ where thousands enter each passing day, and true to the characteristic of the maze end up trying to figure out where they are heading…

The key to survival is not JSP or .NET or Mainframes….. you have to be a master of Microsoft Office. Thatz what counts and that is what you get paid for. Going forward don’t be too surprised if an Ad for an MNC runs like this ‘Come join us – If you are an expert in MS Office… If you have a passion for Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V… If you don’t want to tickle your grey cells too much…you are the person (dud) we are looking for…’ :-P

An employee of Google had a desktop screensaver which read ‘I am sooo bored without you :-)’. Well if I had an option of something like a screensaver I would have walked around with a tag reading….. ‘My brainz just started booting…:-(’

When I joined my first project…(n i am still stuck with that!!!) my tasks mainly dealt with fixing bugs. Slowly I was promoted to recreate them….The irony here is I got more appreciations for recreating bugs than for fixing them… :-D.

I was sooo caught up with this hysteria… that a major portion of my lunch time chats comprised of my bug exploits… Vinni was soooo frustrated with my bug tales that he started calling me a BUG Master (he alone can come up with such stuff…) to shut me up…. n I thought it was ok with me as long as people don’t start calling me a BUGger… he he he

One thingz for sure guyz, this certainly isn’t my cup of ‘lemon’ tea….n I am getting bugged by every moment of IT

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

To Mom…With luv…

Ours was a typical conventional mother-daughter relation to start with. You being the hard task master wanted everything to be perfect n organized and I tried to be the most stubborn lackadaisical child ever.

I never really liked u; not that I hated you but you’ve always seemed cold n indifferent to ME n I don’t know why. Probably, we had literally too little time for each other or probably coz I thought you never really donned out of your suite of being a headmistress even after coming home. You just never seemed to change gears…

I do remember, a few occasions when you told me bedtime stories of ‘The Boy Who Cried Wolf’ n ‘Little Red Riding Hood’ and when you came for my annual day fests in 1st n 3rd grades.... I just loved it… n I longed for more of such occasions… All I needed was a pat on my back or an occasional hug ma…. Jus to assure me you were there for me when it mattered.

My teen years were the toughest for both of us… n I learnt things the hard way. My frequent bickering annoyed you to the core. We always seemed to have different opinion about everything under the sun… (Incase I found you had a similar thought, I looked for something completely opposite). Everything that was going on in our lives seemed to reiterate the stereotyped “Generation gap” n the “Communication failure” philosophies and I never even attempted to set things straight.

Out of the blue…… things started changing… you wanted to talk… You tried n involved me in all the major decisions that were being taken, my thoughts mattered…n I felt more belonged.

Suddenly, spending time with you seemed to be fun. We started talking about things that I never even imagined in my wildest dreams n I realized you were quite cool… (OMG !!!!!! :-) ). Now a days I just enjoy our frivolous conversations that head nowhere…

We did take our time (quite a lot in fact!), but finally we are there mom… “in our zone”.

I jus wanna say U are Fantabulous…… n I luv you…n I am sorry for all the stupid things that I have done (sometimes intentionally) to hurt you…

Hasta la vista, baby, miss ya mommy….. :-(