15Jul

Nice is getting to me…

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Can someone get you with extreme friendliness.. I am realising that it can

There is this friendly security chap at work who is friendly with everyone more so with Bongs since he is familiar with the language. I believe that I posted about this person earlier as well.

And I am trying to be compassionate and patient with this friendly busybee.. I do like him since his very positive attitude makes it very nice to get inside..

So when I step out of the lift a very cheery good morning greets me.

Aesheco Didi ?? ( so you have arrived)

Then as I happen to step in or out. He cheerfully shouts,

Take this lift !

Take that lift !

Oh this one is almost here !

OR

Wait that one will come !! 

I Go inside my head:  EEEEEEE STOP STOP STOP :) :) )

Yours truly gets really confused with many options so while he is going this and that, my brain just shuts down. :) And whatever task I am about to do, gets totally forgotten..

I know he is trying to be helpful.. but it would help if he let me choose which lift I want to take and sometimes, I wait for a lift deliberately as I am organizing my thoughts to take the next step… Sigh !!

Every time, he shouts cheerfully, POP goes the map of my mind to a bleep.. And I have to re think all over again..

I do take the stairs most of the time.. but well its those times, when I have to enter the lifts, it gets to me.

So I like coming in when the office is very quiet so that I can organize myself before the actual crowd drops in..

Thats not the problem  !!

The problem is when I arrive a little late by my standards..

and he goes !!!

Aajke late hoyegaylo !! ( today you are late!)

Ki holo?? Didi Aaj ke late ??? ( What happened Didi/Akka ? Late today ??)

And variations of the above..

At first, I would reply in a non commital manner..

Slowly the replies have turned to mumbles to a dignified nod.. hahahah !! ( I feel so snobbish but I just dont know what will keep him quiet without me being impolite)

I mean I do want to respond since he is such an enthu cutlet.. but seriously..

MORNINGS ARE NOT MY BEST TIMES specially if I am late.. .hahaha :)

As it is I am rushing in and ignoring the guilty me inside trying to reproach me for being late and I do not need Mr Friendly to lay it thicker GAH !!

I happen to have to work at two workplaces so I take off to the other workplace sometimes, after half a day and finish my work at the other workplace..

So if Mr Friendly happens to catch me step into the lift. .. somewhere in the middle of the day.. .or late morning..

Eto taratari jacho?? ( Leaving so early ??)

Bari jacho ?? ( going home ??)

Kothai jacho ?? ( where are you off to ?? )

And more.. Sigh…

And I have been replying that I am going to other office but the repetition gets to me..

And I can only vent to you dear blog… .

So I am trying the mumble + Dignified Nod and a cool smile.. :)

It keeps the questions at bay for a while but it does not stop..

NOPE !!

Today he was excited about the new tea machine which would provide human made tea rather than the awful machine tea. So he was super excited while I was still waking up as usual and was pouring hot water for my green tea as usual.

And he went …

Didi Didi.. !! Ajke theke notun machine esheche.. and amra ghora banano cha khete parbo.

Cha neben na.. nen na nen na… !!

(Didi, From today we have this new vending machine which will give us home made tea ?

Try this, you have to try this.. and he went on with the try )

I smiled and said wow !! but it took me a while to tell him that I am drinking green tea..

Sigh…..

Its like I have a personal manager to manage my every coming and going.. and drinking.. eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I know … I am making a big deal but I am so not used to being dogged even in a friendly way..

I think I am being punished for some unknown sins I have committed and its like a punishment of the sweetest kind.. where you cannot do anything but bear it.. since its just no fault of his..

I did ask around if he is friendly to more people or was it just me ?? :)

I did get confirmation that he was a very friendly person by nature.

So I just go about my business and will go on since if I look at the big picture I do find his qualities very endearing.

  • When he is saying Hello, he is welcoming me.
  • When he is pointing to the lift, he is saving my time with waiting for lifts.
  • When he is asking me why so late, he just might be reminding me of office timings.
  • When he is asking me if I am going early, maybe in his own way he is showing concern …

Every behaivor has a positive intention.

And he is a very helpful and a very nice soul and brings in a lot of positivity with his enthu cutlet attitude so well bless him !!

I on the other hand, muddled with day’s activities, need A LOT OF PATIENCE. Its all about my perspective.. Rest is fine..

So I cope on !!! …. hopefully with more tolerance and really seeing the good intention and not letting it get to me.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
Courage to change the things I can,
And wisdom to know the difference.

06Jul

Date with a teacup :)

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A cup of masala chai

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Yeah I love the WordPress update, Fullscreen and all.  Now I can focus on writing without thinking so much on the accessories

Thank you, WP.

So this time I have a pet peeve I have to write about my dearest husband Rocks.

Rocks is a very process oriented soul. Everything has a purpose, plan , a start and an end to all his mode of thought and actions. And well me I am just the opposite of that a soul thriving between options and process and let there be love all around… kind.. LOL…:)

In my house,for me, tea has lot of meaning. I associate and Rocks knows this that I have strong bonding with self and family and I dont know its the ultimate comfort zone in my area of existence.

A cup of tea can mean so much …

Sometimes, I just connect with myself and nature.

A book seems more exciting with a cup of tea.

A chat seems more in depth with tea.

A friend seems more dearer when we share a cup of tea…

Morning tea makes me just slowly rejuvenate time and again with life… it calls me to live and live well.

And yeah, I create so many wonderful stories and daydreams for my imaginary book with every sip.

I also ramp down my stress mode and get some perspective when there is a strom brewing and crying all around me.

And lots more…….

 

So TEA is a very important part of my living… as I associate a lot of positive modes of operation with it.

 

Now tea can be just green tea or masala chai or any form.

The hot brew kadak chai is my favorite.. when I am in the thick of things.  ( mind you I am not addicted but it just feels like my mind gets sharpened)

 

For Rocks it is something we have as a routine so he lovingly makes tea for me when I am tired and I am really grateful that he does that. Yes GOD ! I am a grateful soul..

But, Rocks has this idea of a scientific lab when preparing tea. ( at least thats what I am imagining ….LOL..

And he knows it just how I like it…

So one day I plead with him to boil me a cup.

And he goes in and he is making the tea and making the tea. I wonder what he is doing.

He makes everything ok but then for some reason adds cold milk to it and brings it to me with lot of enthusiasm because he made it in a “different” way. Ok I am getting it that he is rediscovering or customising how its made…. but WHY… .

He tried some options.. but I pleaded with him to keep to the normal method.. And we were back to normal.

 

yet another day he decides to prepare red tea for my Dad with lot of love.  Now red tea is simple. Boil water, infuse the tea leaves and thats it. Dad does not even take sugar. He just likes it to be a particular depth.

Rocks in his science mode.. ( I think something unique happens to him when he sees tea leaves)

He makes the tea with milk and then uses the same tea leaves to try and make red tea.
How can we make red tea with already boiled tea leaves.. to it he again adds fresh tea leaves.. when he does not get the tea color or fragrance he wants.

I spy this and am watching what he is upto and gently try telling him that it will not work..

and he in his teacher manner tells me : Wait and watch this will work… the color will come.. and it will be a good drink.

As usual, I ignore this… since I know, only if he sees the result he will believe the same.

 

And well to add a long story short.. Dad sipped this and PSHEW screamed :  What WAS THIS CONCOCTION ?

I opened my mouth to “tell” him about the special tea  while Rocky pinned me down to be quiet… realising his mistake.. .. LOLOL

 

Well… I just hope the tea saga does not repeat… I cannot take much of this experiment … hahahah !!

If there is something I like, its my tea, just the way it should be.. and so does Rocks..( wonder why then he keeps doing this)

 

Sometimes I think how his map of the world would be :) a mini science lab with varied procedures…. for every little task… LOLOL..

Adorable… man that he is… this tea experimentation is getting to me. LOLOL

 

 

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06Jun

Birthday Moments

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Well, I could not come up with a better name than that.
Birthdays, a time which I consider a very private and special moment meant to share with Special people and I am glad that group is getting larger slowly. It means that I have learnt to receive many blessings of moments from others.

I missed S who has migrated to the US. We had formed a tiny ritual of always meeting on our bdays and showering each other with not one but many silly gifts. Its not about the gifts but the love with which both of us took the pain to get for each other and both of us would find something special which we always wanted.. I have not found that in any other friend but then we are kindred spirits … yes we are… so well, she not to be outdone by distance like me, made it a point to make her presence known via online gifting service, who called me several times….

From the signal opposite my workplace, 3 times,asking me to come and collect the gift, leading me to a wrong place to collect it and then finally having me give up and asking him to come over to the 5th floor at work.. GAH..

When I saw what he got, I immediately knew it was none other than S.

Well, bless you !! I never missed you more… but I could feel your love all the way from Dulles. :)

Yeah the card with lot of writing is pending.. She always makes it a point to give me a card writing out her thoughts which I have kept across the years… And yeah I do the same, even when I am lazy, she makes sure I do the same… since I also like it that way.. :)

So S, I really was warmed by your touching me from so far across.. with cakes,flowers, gifts, teddy bear. :)

A and family, I thank you for your cakes and flowers as well… Love to the little one.. I remember you doing your bit to cheer me up last time in Old Magazine House as well.. appreciated that.

So as I am driving from one office to another, bliss in my mind, generally happy, I take a uturn and there is this young somewhat goodlookin cop who stops me and shows me the No Uturn board.  Sigh.. ‘

I had an empty wallet and when he asked me to pay up, I said I did not have money. He did not believe me and out came the Inspector from a funny hiding place between two posts. I waited. This was a typical fight or flight situation. I decided I will do neither and settled in for inquisition and negotiation.

Deep breath In : Deep Breath Out and with the best helpless yet positive and honest smile that I could manage, I greeted the Inspector.

Inspector (mumbling) : So Madam !! you see you have to pay 100/-

Me (showing him an empty wallet) : Look Sir, no money. Do you have a swiping machine via which I could pay ?

Inspector (looks at me weirdly) : No machine but you have to pay 100/-

Me (again showing him an empty wallet) : its the end of the month and I really have not gone to the ATM to get cash. Look sir, I am  not lying. ( all the time smiling sheepishly)

Inspector (scratches his head): He peers into my car and sees that my car does not have any elements he can flick. ( I keep my car pretty functional without any knick knacks. ) He peers out and peers in again.

Madam : Give me your license. !

Me : I give him my license. Sir, today is my birthday and I am on my way to the office. You see roses and sweets..

Inspector : Smiles . OK OK…. So Madam, where are you from. Pallavi Bhaskara. (Ok I have been called Bwawa, Baruca, Brawa, but well, yet another version of my title Bhaskara for Baruah : And my ID is bold and big for them to read)

Me : I am from here. ( it was on the tip of my tongue to correct him but what the heck !! I played along)

Inspector : Where is Bhaskara working ?

Me : Bhaskara is working here.

Inspector : (Pause) So…… you a Mallu.( my Mallu friends were teasing me that maybe Mallus are damn care drivers, so the assumption)

Me (without blinking my eye) : No I am a Kannadiga and Bhaskara is also a Kannadiga.

Inspector : Good good. Ok Madam you have to give 100/-

Me (tapping inside my brain for patience) : Sir, I have flowers , please take them. I dont have money right now. ( I give him the flowers)

Inspector (jumping back) : No No !! ( well it was just flowers.. !! :O ) then another Pause… peers again inside the car. Ok Madam !! give me your phone number .

Me ( hesitant and tempted to give a wrong number but does not) : I give him my phone number. He immediately calls up and my phone rings. He looks to verify.  That saves me. If I had given the wrong number, it would have worsened my case. :(

Inspector Ok Madam, I will call you.

Me What is your name Sir ? 909283283 is your number ?

Inspector Wait Madam, you are too fast. Yes thats my number and my name is Manjunatha.

Me Ok Manjunath, please call me and come by and pick up your 100/-

Inspector yes madam, I will call you..

Me : I start my car and they suddenly become very enthusiastic and wish me loudly

HAPPY NEW YEAR HAPPY NEW YEAR …HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! ( Happy new Year ???? )

I drive off with a smile interested to see what will happen next…..

2 days Later : I get a call from this cop. Madam, I want to meet you ( I was like : Well thats a good start) I ask him if he wants the money. He says yes. I tell him that my Husband and my father were waiting to give him the money and call him to a particular landmark. He reaches the Landmark and does not come further. I tell him to come by so many times, but he wants me to meet him. In that pull and push conversation, I tell him to come to my office the next day.

I think he got scared when he heard my husband and father were waiting for him. Funny how some lines can mean a threat even without meaning to.

Well, I am still waiting with 100/- and waiting for him to call.

If he is smart, he will realise that to get that 100/- he is having to spend more than that.. LOLOL.. :) Poor guy..

Depends, how much 100/- means to him..

Moral of the Story : Honesty and flowers helped me get away without any guilt. So it pays.. :)

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