Me and my thoughts

The day I entered the place I was filled with hope and fear I felt like being thrown into a ocean Of new job and people Both were strange to me To be honest , it was little scary Marketing was new to me So was the hospital I generally hated hospitals My handover said just chill and listen to the boss It sounded so easy and cool The team was supportive and skeptical of me The chitappa who claimed to know everything The corporate team who was cool and an expert too The drt team who was busy and bold The designer who put up with my rambling Within weeks of joining, I felt at home Still the family feeling would not go away We were one happy healthy family Till the captain left the ship The ship started to waver Sometimes storm was strong enough to drown us Still we held hands And managed to keep the ship afloat Slowly people left the ship With dreams and hopes of better shores The ship is no longer the same Every time a person leaves A stranger enters

She is a part of your life No one is perfect She sometimes captures you Even without our knowledge She is cunning She is wild She is unpredictable Sometimes she is unavoidable She squeezes you so much Scares the hell out of you And just leaves you with a scar The scar reminds us to be careful of her She does not take revenge at all times Sometimes her bark is worse than her bite The nervous and trauma are enough To give us lessons for a lifetime Yet sometimes A simple brush with her Leaves you devastated She attacks and goes for a kill When we least expect it The consequences are irreversible She is a vital part of our life She helps us grow But Dear Mistake Please be consistent

   Over a mouthful of Hakka Noodles, I was just wondering about Wangs Kitchen. This  place is chinese so is their logo. The font, pnenomics are also seem Chinese.. The first thing which attracts me to the place is the images of Mouth watering noodles and dumplings on the outlet's door and the hoarding near by. I really felt it was good branding technique. It gives the diners a appetite and feel of the food to be served. The restaurant interior is just like any other place. The table holds a pluck card of the latest offers in the place. The menu is strategically designed to tempt the guest and also the offer slip at the end will help in customer retention  

I felt her presence the minute I entered the house. The presence was not inviting nor threatening me. Still I could feel it. The house was our wedding gift to us from my husband. It was not my kind of dream house. Still it was almost similar to it. I was filled with loads of emotions. Happiness, Excitement, Joy, anxiety, confusion, fears to name a few. Everything and everyone was new to me. I felt her as I explored each room. She joined us in our tour of the house, silently watching us. I was scared of exposing her in the fear of making a fool of myself. Imagine two people put together in a new house in the mystery and magic of marriage. Add a third person to it, who might or might not exist.  I was confused as well as excited. Who was she? What did she want? Was she related to me in any way? What was she telling me? Will she harm me? Hundreds of questions rose inside me. Vinay Subramian is a restaurateur. His family owns one of the city’s leading restaurant cha

Its over I feel telling myself over and over again That its over 15 months of heaven and hell I spend most of my waking hours In the place which taught me branding Or at least tried to The place where I created new relationships The place which helped me understand a few important things Not only for work,but for life The place which added a few extra memories Its over Still I feel my thoughts hovering over the place It is still difficult to move on Maybe its too early Or maybe its too hard It pains to realise that I am not longer a part of the place Which moulded me to a better person Both personal and professional The place made me smile Made me angry Made me happy The place made me feel a whole lot of things. There are too many things which I miss about her The late morning rushes The cold cup of much needed tea The 60 hours plan which I manage to plot The a/c which is too cold The weekly , monthly and yearly targets The doctor waits The late lunch brea

The train came to a halt with a jerk. I gripped the support railing for balance. So did the people around me. Something felt different. The people and the surrounding was new and strange. I felt as though I was transported magically to an alien land. The people around me was busy in their own world. Some in their thoughts and some in their phones. At every stop a war brewed between passengers fighting over to get down and trying to board the train. I calmly stood there trying to understand the surroundings. Yet I could sense a Storm inside me. Like a programmed robot, I got down in a station. I stood there watching the train continue its journey. It was then I realised. Where the hell am I and who am I. I had no memory of both the things or anything for that matter. I sat in the nearest stone bench and tried to absorb the activity around me. I glanced at the phone and it read 9.00 pm. I tried to make a call and could not remember the pattern. The activity around me slowly became thinn

Phone has conquered each and every individual in the world. A day without mobile is something unimaginable these days. Imagine a lifetime without them. The wings of the magic box have now grown beyond just making a call and message. You can browse, read, play and do anthing. The list of uses of the phone has increased to a wide extent now. Mobile networks are the blood support of any mobile phone and tablet. With network coverage being a issue, Airtel has been my preferred network for me and my family since the times of nokia 1100. We are always been using Airtel mainly due to the packages , lesser network problems and most important of all, attentive customer care. They might not have the answer to everything I ask. But still they try to answer most of it. They also have very economical and comfortable packages to use. Right from ten rupees to six hundred rupees and more , they have all packages. Having a lot of ten rupees cute recharge cards is one of the best memories of my c

If you could plan your death, how would you plan it? #PlanUrDeath  This is a very interesting thought. The thought itself is enough to chill our bones. Death is something which is beyond our control. It is the unconquered kingdom. It is something which we cannot predict nor decide. It happens in its own phase, in its own time and in its own style. Still given as a chance. It would be the most exciting and interesting event to plan.  My death will be combination of the things I love. I would try to make it as interesting as possible.  Goodbyes are very important to me. It gives a proper ending to our life. The problem with death is we never have time for good bye. The person suddenly disappears leaving a vacuum behind. This leaves the loved ones feeling lost. I will write a proper goodbye to all the important friends and enemies. Sometimes the people who make us cry are the people who has created a great impact on them. I would try to forgive the people who have hurt me. They migh

   I live in my own world,  telling myself that I am happy that I enjoy my solitude I almost believe it when fate interferes in the form of a beautiful trouble suddenly my eyes are no longer the same as I stare into it. I get mesmerized and lost in its depths I feel suffocated yet content I then realise the eyes are not me but hers I try to get closer but my world ends here I try to move the walls but of no avail I lose strength and lose myself in her eyes to regain the energy and try again

Every year mother's day was just another day to give her a gift. To be honest, I have not given much thought to it. I did not understand the importance of this day. Mother is anyways special, with or without this day. We were celebrating mother's day in our office this year. Various competitions and quizzes were conducted. I was asked to talk about the inspiration I got from Mom. Within five minutes of thinking, millions of thoughts and memories popped into my mind. It was surprising that she occupied a major part of my life, either directly or through her words. She knew my reactions even before I could feel it. Sometime I feel that she gets her own copy of my daily life from a heavenly source. She detected even the smallest frown and the slightest change in my voice. I am a completely different person. Still I feel so similar to her. My mom has inspired me in many ways. The list is too long.   I have learned a lot of lessons from her. She is my first teacher. She is my