The Varied and Divergent Citizenry

My life has changed entirely after coming to work. My attitude towards people and my way of interacting and handling different souls has indeed taken a hard turn. If you want to know how wide and big the world is, you just have to start working. You will be amazed by the kind of people you meet. There will be the all-goody, nosy, racy, moody, and all kinds of people you thought existed only in movies. So, here goes the list of those I have encountered in a years work.

Goody Mortal – He is the hero of the masses!! Pretends to be good and tries to earn the best effigy.

The Workaholic – You will seize to realize that this person even exists. The only word uttered by this person is about work.

Devil-may-care – This kind tries to ensure others that they are the most responsible when it is actually not so. Their aim is to conduct meeting to showcase responsibility.

Romanticism Idol – He thinks that he makes girls go gah gah over him. The hard core fact is that the girls care a damn.

Gossip Demon – Well, this is where gossips are birthed. The inherent, proverbial trait of this person in spreading gossip needs definite mention. Guess what, this person even has a gossip about me and my work too.

La Belle – Want to know how to become one? Here it goes - Wear some lipstick, dress like your young, create occasions to dress and boast about it. Pls see: Young women do none of these.

Stench Zone – You really wonder if this person bathes - wears bathroom slippers to office, ideally never changes his jeans, manicured feet, girly clothes. What more do I have to say??

Innocent Soul – There is more than just one person, whom I can relate to this phrase. Their ultimate aim in life is to look innocent and please people. What they fail to realize is that this innocence will no way deceive people.

The world is unique, from the regions we reside to the food we eat, to the clothes we wear and the language we talk. Similarly, people are varied and that is what makes life so memorable and enjoyable. So, let us enjoy the uniqueness of God’s creation.

A Lizards tale...

It’s Monday morning, and I had a bad case of the blues. I started to office after all the whining and cribbing. It was a long drive indeed, the traffic mounting with every edge. On the way to office, I realized someone gazing at me; eyes wide open, spots on the skin, scaring me to death. Lizard - a deadly creature with eyes shining bright, was waiting to attack the animate being driving the car.

Dumb struck, not knowing what to do, having no choice, I drove to office with the lizard beside. My every attempt to shoo the scarry creature away, ended up with the lizard getting an inch closer to me. To get rid of the tension and fear in me, I listened to the loud and hollering music from my stereo system. I tired my best to ignore the lizard and enjoy the music, it helped. What I failed to realize was that the music would bring to life the lizard that was so quiet, so long.

After few minutes of the music, I realized a diminutive movement in the car boot through the rear view mirror. I freaked, it was the lizard that was enjoying the music as much as I did, exploring its new world – MY CAR. Thoughts of having to drive everywhere with the lizard beside me, affrighted me. Imagine long drives, sober drives, happy-go-lucky day drives, all of them with the worlds annoying creature beside…Am cursing my stars.

Enough of those thoughts flooded my mind while I reached office and parked my car. I tried to locate the damn creature with a quick catch. Nothing worked; it seemed to enjoy the stay in my car. Having no one to help, I’m now here, writing a blog about the most pesky creature – the Lizard.

PS: The lizard is still lodging in my car.

All Work...

No books, no music, no television, no time for family or friends, nothing is all I have done in these four months of my so called no blogging life.

Well, no one to blame, just work, believe me hectic work. I was forced to stay in office till 10 or 11pm (Like I had a choice). Sometimes, I felt like a puppet dancing to the tunes of WORK.

As a matter of fact I realized my brain hollering, saying a big ‘NO’ before imperiling me. I had to hearten it up with all those sugar coated words I really did know of, and make it work for a few more hours. Finally, when it threatened to go on an indefinite shut down (oh my, that’s the term used on turbines), I rushed home, gulped whatever food was left and dropped dead (to sleep!!). Sometimes I did wonder how I went home driving (Did I really sleep while driving?? Not sure though).

Now, it looks like my brain can go on a vacation. Not much of work here. And finally there is time for my brain to slack and freshen up. Am smug about sending my brain (just my brain) to a SPA!!

A home away from home...

Within city limits, a house that provides shelter for the needy…No, it is not an orphanage nor an old age home. It is a charity organization, run by contributors both Indian and NRI, the Blue Cross.

Situated in Velachery, the place is indeed a heaven for the needy animals. A foot inside Blue Cross and you will know what the place is.

With volunteers working round the clock and animal lovers sponsoring the food, Blue Cross is a promised land. The organization provides treatment apart from housing animals. With Birds, Cats, Buffalows, Cows, all of them given special attention, the place is a wonder world.

So what does Blue Cross need?

The cry is loud and clear; cute puppies cry out for human affection and little kittens meow to gain the attention of visitors. This is not the only sight. Three legged dogs and one-eyed cats that are abandoned by the owner for their sickness captures the pathos of the situation. Animals in death bed long for love and affection.

For all those who grow pets, here is what I have to say. Take an animal to Blue Cross for treatment, but do not abandon it for its sickness. Reciprocate the faithfulness and belief the animal bestows on you.

Singara Chennai

Having spent most of the days of my life in Chennai, the city that never sleeps, there are many incidents that keep my memories fresh and alive. I guess it will take births for me to forget what Chennai has offered me. Having said that, here are few things that make Chennai a gala, happy-go-lucky city:

• The ever-welcoming Marina beach, my all time favorite. The immense pleasure of watching the water washing the shores, endlessly.
• The long drives on ECR, the road to eternity. The one place that makes me forget the busy life.
• The shopping zones in Chennai – T.Nagar, Besant Nagar, Adayar…. that makes me go on an interminable shopping spree.
• The appetizing food at the Kai endhi bhavan, the one that always best fits my budget . The dosa’s there, yummy!!!
• Rainy Season – The water logged roads that make me a more experienced driver.
• The auto walas, who always stop in the middle of the road, guessing whether to take a left or a right.
• The men who drive two wheelers with the only intention of having to put a scratch on your car (Fact!!!). The car that you love with all your heart.
• The ceaseless traffic – It is indeed a great pleasure to get stuck in a traffic jam to see different kinds of people, the wife fighting with the husband, lovers enjoying the extra moments they get to spend with each other, the mom who explains every small thing to her daughter, the teenagers who love to listen to the jarring music, the list goes on…
• The movie Mania, the Sathyam mania, the RDX experience, the movies, the popcorns, the pastries and the back-to-back movies.
• Spencers, the only place where you can while away time, without having to get a stare from the people around for the amount of time you spend there.
• Landmark, yet another landmark of Chennai. The long hours you can spend amidst books, lost in the joy of reading.

Call it Chennai or Madras, the pleasure of having to lead a life in this city is composed of immense joy and fun.
These are just few things that make the Chennai life a memorable one for me. I am sure that each one of us has something that we relate to personally. Think felicity, think Chennai.