It hurts!

Everyone likes to hear good things that make you smile.But what when you hear something earth-shattering that shakes your existence. Everyone deserves to be loved and respected.

When you are with someone who claims that they love you but is constantly belittling you, calling you names, telling you what a needy, insecure drama queen you are, and that you're the reason everything goes wrong, when all you do is ask to be loved in return. At that very minute, i just feel like taking to my heels, slam it accross to the their face, everytime something nasty comes out of their mouths.

Disrespect bleeds over into everything else. Jokes that aren’t that funny, making fun of appearance, of wants and needs – these are disrespect at it’s most horrible. Cursing for everything going wrong.

I feel if someone disrespects you, then probably you are not significant enough in their lives or else they would never hurt you by saying things that hurt so much. If you stand your ground, confront each occurrence, “That hurts” or “That isn’t funny to me” should be enough for a the individual to learn from.

If the person is untrainable or claims thats how the person is – that is disrespect. The person doesn’t feel you have enough status in their lives that they needs to worry about your feelings, your values. ‘Taking for granted’ is disrespect.

Will leave you with a wonderful quote from fiends, Rachel says to Ross, when he makes a list of pro's and con's of being with Rachel - "Imagine the worst things you think about yourself, how would you feel if the one person who you trusted the most in the world, not only thinks them too, but also uses them as the reasons not to be with you"

Heavy Duty quote!

Is it me?

The other day while getting ready for a friend's wedding, i gave myself a closer look in the mirror and I didn’t like what I saw! I didnt see myself. I saw a confused mind! And I could hear myself saying “This isn’t me”. When did I lose my way?!

These days when i just lie down to sleep, a million thoughts crisscross my mind at the speed of light, bombarding my mind. It’s very strange how the life you always wanted to live flushes down the toilet! I mean every thing is awry and entangled. Seriously I’m running out of room in my head. It’s like I’m looking for a safe place in a not so safe world!

I lay still for hours. Every few minutes i looked into my cell phone, the clock ticked, but time did not pass! I’m trying to have an explanation for all this. I still go to bed every night going over every single detail and wonder what is wrong? Did I read the wrong signals?

I feel like torn into into little pieces and falling evrywhere. I need to pick them up myself and move on. I need to be fixed.

Where are you, Mr. Fix-it?

Operation Chappal

The minute i stepped out of the elevator and took a step towards my floor where my workstation is, i felt my something loosening. To my horror, one of the straps of my slippers gave away. It was really difficult to manage my walk, not to let my limping be so promininent, wanted to save myself from the embarrasment of broken footwear.

R sits next to me and understood what was wrong the minute i sat. R offered to fix it using office stationery. R is a guy, it was nice of him to step in. Then operation chappal began.

While R worked on my slipper meticulously, i was busy telling my friends on Gtalk about my slipper. Believe me such innovative ideas came up and thus started a debate with S, which is another story il tell later. Dunno what fun i was having talking about my broken slipper to people, i even mentioned it in my routine morning conference call with the client telling how the code broke in functionality last night and my slipper that broke this morning. Bad people, they could have ended the call earlier, sympathazing with the calamity i faced this morning. :P

A call,few board pins, staples, tape strips and quickfix later, my slipper was fixed. I was happier than probably cindrella would have been to get her slipper back.

Men are lucky in this regard, they hardly ever have to face the malfunction of wardrobe or footwear other than the occaisional fly left open :P

Hope to survive the day today!

Home Alone

My folks are outta town for their final pilgrimage destination, and im home alone but far from the fun Kevin McCallister had. For the unititiated, Kevin McCallister is macaulay culkin's character in the home alone series.Now plz dont ask me who is he?

Getting up early to make breakfast, getting milk, boiling it and so many small things iv been doing. I then run to catch my cab. Work at office. Then get back home to do more cooking for dinner and other sidey household chores. This is how my days have been for the last 3 days and will continue for another 5 days. Ouch! I wonder if il survive this routine.

Wonder how my mom does evrything without complaining one bit and keeps smiling all the time.

Literally forced myself to get up and get going today morning.Am sinking into my chair right now, with stretched legs and yawning every minute, yes i am tired and sleepy and exhausted. Have a long day ahead and loads of work to do. Its only 9:30 AM, and i feel i have already over-used the energy quota for today.

My Wishlist for today -
#1 I want to take a nap, right here right now
#2 I want my mommy to get back home sooner
#3 Dine outside

Trivia -
#1 Home Alone 5 is under production, and will be released in December 2008.
#2 There are 4 dhaam's for hindu pilgrimage, Dwarka in Gujrat, Badrinath/Kedarnath, Rameshwaram and JagannathPuri

B4N