My baby blog is a year old today.. and I am a year older…
I started this blog on my 25th B’day.. as a special treat to myself.. so that I too grow with this blog..
And now exactly one year later we celebrate our birthdays together…
This has been one of the best years… I made so many new friends.. had so much fun…..
Thank you guys for enriching my year with all the great memories..
So shall we start the party..
Always remember “The more the merrier”…
So… Shall we cut the cake..
hmm.. there are more flowers than the cake..
lets try something else….
Anyone for the drinks..
what would you guys like to eat…..
treating you with what i like…
hope you guys are enjoying….
Now some dancing..
Ok.. its gettin hot here….
Enjoy You all….
i’ll be right back…………
No I am not talking about the boss’s wife. It is literally about my new boss. The new lady on the block, I mean in the office.
You guys know how much I love to write about my office.. so here is one more tale in that series….
My favourite current boss got transferred to other department. As efficient as he was he deserves to get promoted and so when this challenging opportunity came his way he didn’t give a second thought before saying ‘yes’. And that is how it should be.
Now that he is off limits of my blogging purposes as I’ll just be seeing him maybe once a day or less than that, I won’t be able to get any more interesting tales about him. Though I still have some good ‘Girlfriend tales’ of his in my kitty that I might write about some day, till then lets wave him a big “Bye Bye”
And now here I have a new specimen from my office to introduce to my blogmates..
She is an Ex-employee of our cut throat competitor, so you can guess how valuable she is. And she joined last week to manage this weird bunch. The new one needs all the help from me as I have been here for more than a year and a half.. So I am the new helper who’s working over and above her own job to help the new boss get comfortable.. (hence no time for blogging)
Professionalism and experience oozing out, I feel she will be a good asset to the company. Three days with her and I am already gelling well with her and find her ways of thinking and working very similar to mine. I especially like the way she took over so quickly and is ready for all additional responsibilities too. This is the kind of employee every company looks for.
O.K. it may be a bit too early to praise her so much but she’s a Career Woman and that is quality enough for me to praise her. Managing two fronts… together.
But wait there is a twist in the tale.. her kids live in India, they are studying there. She’s not that old herself so that makes her kids school goers.
So how do you rate a mother who has left her kids in another country to pursue a career or just plain make money which they say will be used for the kids’ future only.
I know a couple of other moms too like that who have left the kids back in India with the grandparents so that they could work abroad without any hindrance. One of the moms left her 2 year old to study further.
This brings us to the age old debate. Should women just take care of the home and babies and stay put? Or should they explore their own life, their possibilities and find a independent identity for themselves?
Whichever it is but leaving a two year old in a different county, I can’t digest.
I am fine with working moms who come home in the evening to spend quality time with the kids, even if that is not possible the kids always know mom is here whenever needed. They see them daily, eat mom’s food (which has no substitute in the world), play with her, do homework, talk, share, fight.. or whatever they want to do..
But mom is always HERE.
But for some child who’s mom lives in a different country and calls him every second day… I am not sure how insecure the child can get. They may be living with the grandparents but still its not mom and dad.
The famous excuse that the money earned will help in the child’s studies or needs is not worth enough reason (according to me) to have this long distance parenting.
Not only the child misses you and gets insecure. The parents also feel miserable living like this. Always worried what the child is going through… or missing the company of their bundle of joy…..
Every parent (must) brings a child into the world have thousands of dreams in their eyes. And I find this way of raising the kids in a separate country just to fulfill the materialistic needs a bit absurd.
There is so much to share between the parents and the children. And especially as the childhood is a temporary phase.. as they grow up they might not even care for the company of the parents when these moms and dads try to re-bond after years of separation.
So.. How good an idea do you think it is..?
She is a young woman.
Why does everybody call her the vixen?
Maybe they wanted to refer to her beauty and call her ‘a fox’.. but no.. it is not what they mean.. she is the vixen.
She is a very attractive female, with a shapely body. Not voluptuous but curvy enough. Sharp features and a great sense of dressing. It is the way she carries herself that attracts people towards her in the first place; but the second step is always backwards.. away from her.
What is it about her that everybody can sense since the first meeting? Why the steps that leap towards her are retracted ever so rapidly..?
Maybe it is the way she looks at you with those sharp piercing eyes that can make any giant uncomfortable; the way she honey-coats her words to suit you but the bitterness can still be felt, the way the questions start getting too personal since the word go.
All of it…. and it’s the sixth sense of humans I say, that warns the people to stay at a distance from her.
Afterall she is a young woman.
I would like to be myself…. Not joking… Not the one who people of the world see. Who is all tied up with social & moral thoughts. But the real me….
One who wants to live….
I would wander through unknown cities…. Alone…. See what nature & man have created together…
I would let my mind to be free to think what come may….. & not worry what if anyone comes to know of it…
I would spend my days at a local garden with a nice book in hand..
I would roam all evenings at the beach…. Till the moon shines right on the top…..
I would spend long cozy mornings in my bed…..
I would have a dog right besides me when I go for a walk…
I would have dessert before the dinner….
I would scuba dive and snorkel in the Great Barrier Reef…
I would climb a few small hills just for a hike…
I would have a tattoo or two…
I would help a small child with her life. Maybe adopt one so when I finish my life I have a sense of achieving something…..
I would fall in love with him again…
I would write for my satisfaction….
Yes, I surely would like to be myself……
Who would you like to be…?
He said he’d take her to the moon..
And saw two sweet questioning eyes.
He said ‘I love you’ every night..
Still felt something was not right..
What was it she was looking for..
Pleasing her, how could it be done?
And one night suddenly a thought came to him,
And when she least expected him..
He showed up at her door with a single rose..
And saw her face bloom like a garden..
He realized the truth that night..
That is all what a woman’s heart wants..
Small surprise tokens of the love.