Parteiii@sisimpur

I'm feeling pretty groggy today. It was a long day yesterday ending at around 12 am. It rained on and off throughout the whole day but I loved it. Calm and quiet is what I prefer. I strolled in late to work again this time almost by two hours. Now you don't do that when you're just a newbie at your office. But that's plain old me. I somehow manage to pull it off. I've proudly carried on with my tradition of being late for most things I do, well that if I remember properly is since the time I was a kid at school. I used to put my school uniform on while I was half asleep and then had my breakfast in bed too to avoid getting late for school. Good old days....Anyways no more bragging today.

So, the only thing I was looking forward to yesterday was the get-together party at Spectra in Gulshan 1. Well what can I say, I didn't have a darn thing planned out for the day so by default it was the only thing on my fun list. There was nothing much going on at work. Some coffee, some music, and a few smokes is all I can talk about. So at around 7 pm I'm in the office car all set to make it for this get-together which was going to be marking the 5th year of Sisimpur. There I was, like a fish out of water. Ali Zaker ( our director ) cut a few jokes which I didn't seem to decode. Everyone was laughing in approval though...I didn't want to offend him either so I had a smile pasted on. I hardly knew anyone except for the few people I got to know in my 15 days of work. I'm no social butterfly to be honest but I tried my best to be friendly and approachable and I did get to know some of our Mupeteers and a few other people. The mood didn't get any better however. The music was a flop, the settings weren't far from that either, and the food was below par. All the dancing was bizarre but at least the few that managed to dance to the music seemed to enjoy themselves. Hats off to them.. Well probably it was the vodka. My grey shirt and black Jeans wasn't a bad match for the event(No I don't want to say that I'm comparing this to some funeral gathering). Ahh..I just love my intuition at times, ahem...The only thing I enjoyed though was the funny segments from all the seasons that they had. That did tickle my funny gene to some action.Anyways, the party rolled on for what seemed like forever and then I was rescued by the office transport. Not like 911, everything is slow here...Let us all pray for a better future..Amen...

Gimpel the fool

You have no idea about the drama I was about to tell you...Too bad, I had to stop abruptly on my last post.

Yeah, apparently my girlfriend took her much needed nap, and called me up...

"Were you hun? When you getting back home? What you doin?!! ".....and a whole host of other questions that any other girlfriend would ask?

" Are you okay"?, I asked. Her voice sounded off note. I have to ask that question quite often these days. She loves getting the cold and injuring her foot, not to mention the 'throwing up' episodes which she can't really resist.

" I caught a cold. I had the AC on for too long I guess. "

Ah bon! No surprises. Now, I went on telling her about every trivial thing that had happened and not happened ,and anything that was worth telling.... Then as she laughed hard at all the things my professor tells me I heard some background noise. SFX: SOUNDS OF GIRL 1 TRYING TO SNATCH THE PHONE FROM GIRL2...Argh, these scripts at Sisimpur (Sesame Street) pop up everywhere in my gray matter . Anyways, so girl 2 goes live now: " How could you not even tell it wasn't me? God!!! I can't believe this!! What's wrong with you?? I'm not talking to you!!", and an amalgam of other stuff that all came with either a question mark or an exclamation mark. The background music in my mind played: gimpel the fool....gimpel the fool....

Hey, I guess I'll let you all laugh at me for a while now. And, besides I have to check on my girlfriend. She's not well...Yes...I'm worried....

My super girlfriend

I felt like an April's fool for the first time ever. And that too in June!!! The weather was nothing short of spectacular yesterday. Well that is solely my opinion. It was raining, and boy was that a relief!!!It felt like being rescued from the middle of some desert and escorted away to an oasis; not a mirage. We have been having these horrifying heatwaves lately (I never cut a tree, don't know why I have to put up with this...jeeez)... I opted to take a day off from work. My first day away from job since I joined work. It had to to be a memorable one. First it was a double trip to the bank just to renew my ATM card... The card should take another 4 days to reach me. Is there a math there? Anyways I just couldn't convince them how broke I was and that if I didn't get my card sooner I'd probably be marooned- at home -for a while...

Then there was my favorite-est Professor who is virtually more annoying than anybody I've known since the moment I was born.

"Why did you go for this job??? "

(That too in the funniest voice you can imagine)

"Well, sir, I wanted to do something fun for a while. I'm planning to do an MBA soon. I think pharmacy coupled with an MBA would get me where I want to be. I needed the flexibility this job offers me."

"Don't you want to become a scientist??"

" Maybe later."

" You couldn't be one . You've already switched careers."

(Duhhh!!!- Who's he? Morpheus??)

So he went rambling on and on...and on... all through the time that Rip Van Winkle slept and awoke from his sleep and went back to sleep again...My Professor never stops at one Winkle nap;never. Now once I bailed myself out of 'Abu Ghraib' I couldn't be happier to see the name flashing on my mobile phone screen!!

"Hey, hun"....yes, my girlfriend!!!!!! My super girlfriend!!! Very cheerful, always animated, hubbly n bubbly-I don't have problems imagining her with one eye open and the other shut.

Life with my nouveau job

How do I describe how I'm feeling lately? It's funny you know. I guess I feel somewhat better today after feeling quite awful for a while. The only closest feeling I could probably relate to-this feeling of mine-is like the time when people enter their teenage years. I mean when teenagers find teenage-life like some sorry phase of their life of which they have no clue about. Well, I'm definitely not a teenager anymore or nor do I have the slightest intention to write about the rigors of teenage life here. I've in fact breezed past my teenage years without much whining or causing headache for those around me. Well that's quite another story.

Well, coming to this point in time-the vast expanse of time-you should know that I've graduated with a Bachelor of Pharmacy degree, and that too quite recently. Having just done that should feel like getting a breath of ultra fresh air. A feeling of pride, for you're going to serve out their, less of your purpose but more of the people out there. Well that is the exact feeling I've been trying to instill in me, god knows for how long.

It's very tragic to tell you that I was at odds at figuring out at what I was going to do with so much responsibility at hand. So, to confuse myself less and everyone else let me remind myself and anyone reading this that one is not at liberty to choose here, like they can in other places from a myriad of specializations when it comes to applying your pharmaceutical knowledge. So here I am knocking myself around in despair. I literally imagine myself throwing myself at the wall. A big thudding noise. I straighten myself out and repeat the procedure. Funny? No, not to me. I don't want to spend 540 minutes a day in some bunker. First of all that's a lot of minutes, secondly I don't want to be cut-off from most of the people out there for that amount of time in some point in a big region of the vast space. The production environment in the pharmaceutical Industry gives you just about that. Trust me only the late Saddam could have a grin on his face if he knew. Well put myself in a place like that and I don't even get to know if the world is really spinning on its axis, whether it had rained, or if there was a strong enough wind that almost blew away the people outside, or something . Well that's quite an important thing to keep up with nowadays after all the heat waves that's on a smoke-alive-all-spree.  Well, does that sound bad??? Maybe terrible? Or how about super awful? Oh did I not mention about the-pied-piper-of-hamelin scheme? They don't pay you in money. They buy you a pipe and you play it for your money. Don't be stupid enough to believe that. But believe me it's better doing that then settling for what they are ready to offer you in BUCKS!! Now, now...I'm not done whining and moaning and groaning and grumbling about what life at this point in time hasn't duly offered me .....