Go Green !!!

21 years of celebrating festive of lights and harvest, I stepped into this strange cult where color green had a cardinal significance driving few parts of the world to indulge in a profound way of inebriation, wearing green hats/clothes studded with shamrocks and I was one among them that night. Legal yet perplexed, a fervid moment and I had to make a quick choice. The choice that will question my social gore imbrued with regulations. Though my lackluster and pallor days required sustenance in a different country, I was still contemplating my years of instilled ethics over social drinking. 6 years have scurried through and here I am on the very same occasion St.Patty’s day, rejoicing the folklores of Irish and relishing what once was a distaste. Do I feel guilty? Yes. Do I regret the choice I made? No. Embracing different cultures is not an enduring sin after all. So here it is Cheers to my 6th year celebrating this event and Beannacht Lá Fhéile Pádraig to all.

Cube Debacle

This wasn’t my idea of a new home at workplace. I was hyped by the hopes that were given to me for the past 2 months. So here I am self pitying myself and arranging my new cube which looks like an abode to a stock exchange place. No more quiet mornings anymore which happened to be my preferred part of a day where I get myself to do few chores in peace. Not to mention a few of my annoyance list
1. Constant usage of speaker phones when needless.
2. Turns into an oven by the end of the day which makes me worry more when summer hits ,
3. Privacy has lost its meaning. I had to change my wallpaper twice (had a picture of D and me) as that turned into a distraction for passerby’s.
What can I say, its bad karma tagging along.
After all these aggravations I am just glad I still have a smile on my face at the end of the day. Kudos to Go Team! attitude and their spur of the moment humour.

1 week of summer at the dawn of spring

And then there was light!!! Oh no don’t get me wrong for a preacher writing bible in my blog. These were my golden words when I got out of my apartment. Portland being infamous for its wet weather, the anticipation of seeing sunlight and feeling its warmth has become dormant. I shouldn’t be complaining about it, as once I used to be a native of the white lands and have battled through gazillion snow storms for the past five years. Yet the incessant dreary weather has taken a toll over me.
A week of bliss with subtle chill and radiance all over. It was as though the city was soaked in sun. A perfect week for flip flops, long walks in the streets filled with cherry blossom trees like pink candy's and no sweatshirts yay! . I was all keyed up like meeting my long lost friend whose stay is unpredictable. Though at the back of my mind I dread that this is going to be momentary, I was content that I crossed out many in my preliminary list and will stash the remaining for this summer.

10 seconds

Today I realized how seconds make a difference in a one’s life. Those 10 seconds that stopped me at the light. Between those 10 seconds the 1st car made a wrong judgment and got hit by a truck. Those 10 seconds the second car never thought he could make it but narrowly escaped when the truck and the 1 st car curled up like twins behind his car. Those 10 seconds where the 3rd car thought he was safe but experienced close to death. The only common thing between all of us was that we were colleagues at work. Hope all get better soon from injuries and after shock

A Letter to Destiny

Dear Destiny,
I abstain myself from calling you Fate, as It makes me feel like a dead end with no hope. I fascinate your mode of tenure in my life, with such radical and casual turns before the essence of any event is savored. My burdened soul with infirmities at times seeks for some spirit stirring recollections that you created for me which could do towards a little lightening. Or even borrow the heap of joy from the future that’s waiting to help through my present grief. Even when I fade away in my own mundane life I feel the thin string holding me tight. Inveterately tough is the world I face that even a fight would sometimes make no impression and yet you made it a smooth sail. You made me meet my friends I love, foes I hope I never meet, and the love of my life, embarked each memory like an ornate detail of artistry which defies codes of art of all the worlds. I will hold my expression of gratitude until I leave my last breathe.

Sincerely
A. Jay

Resolution

Though I have 2 resolutions for this year in addendum, the blog is not about my resolutions. One question I asked myself, if resolution is the beginning for a change why always tagged to a new year’s day, why not Christmas or even July 4th?. That changed it all. I agree keeping up with a Resolution is a solid game, but certain aspects of it bring it down throughout this game. It’s about how this word is a jump starter when we lack the impetus to attain what we want or to control the overdone. The word that turns 30% into a new leaf every New Year, 30 % to fall back and end up never taking it again and 40 % adding it to their bucket list if left unfulfilled. I believe I fit just right into the 40 % with ten thousand on my count list. Except for this year, I trashed it all. I believe I will see to that my Focus is not pared and the purpose of it never dies even if day’s flies into years. Welcoming this year not making Resolution a fundamental deceit of time.

The Corporate War

It has always been a fist fight between managers and engineers. Prolonged denial of projects by management has become the tradition in corporate world. $$ decides whether prioritizing or dismissal of it. In spite of having folks who have inhabited years in my position put me in the hot spot to drag it to completion. All that was on my mind when I entered into the dimmed conference hall with the big heads seated, was not whether I can or cannot, but it was how and when. Optimistically I started off, with a good note and I found the response very approachable. Now it makes me wonder what made them approve. Is it a fresh face to the flock, a female or is it my individual approach. Well at this point just felt like I deserved a pat for myself .