Access Card Submit - Check
KT and Handover - Check
Exit Interview - Check
Drawer Items Packed - Check
Data Backup - Check
Goodbye Email - Check
The only items that remain unchecked are thoughts, feelings and emotions, particularly the unhappy ones.
Tuesday, July 27, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
Pass/Fail
Now that it is official that I am leaving my workplace, a teammate walked upto me seeking details on where I was going, How did I get through, What questions I was asked at the interview. One of the many questions was - whats a Boundary Value Analysis test case? In short it tests at the edges for a pass or a fail. That makes me think, which is my favortite passtime in the world.
Two working days lie between me making the jump from A to B, literally a case of just crossing the road. As I move closer to the point and time where I have to make that transition and cross over I cant help but go over it a thousand times in my head.
How funny it is, a boundary, a fence, a seam can really put not just things but people to test too. Boundaries can make you farther or closer. Fences can fence you in or out. Seams either hold you together or pull you apart. You fail or you pass. But you would not be spared from the test!
Sigh-ingly yours
Faded Glory
Two working days lie between me making the jump from A to B, literally a case of just crossing the road. As I move closer to the point and time where I have to make that transition and cross over I cant help but go over it a thousand times in my head.
How funny it is, a boundary, a fence, a seam can really put not just things but people to test too. Boundaries can make you farther or closer. Fences can fence you in or out. Seams either hold you together or pull you apart. You fail or you pass. But you would not be spared from the test!
Sigh-ingly yours
Faded Glory
Friday, July 16, 2010
Fate
When I was three, I was care free
When I was five, I mimicked how dad would drive
When I was eight, I learnt to skate
When I was eleven, I thought school was heaven
When I was thirteen, I loved my blue denim jean
When I was sixteen, I hated routine
When I was eighteen, I saw the first PVR screen
When I was twenty-one, I deeply loved someone
When I was tewnty-four, I fell flat on the floor
When I was twenty-six, I became a skeptic
Today I am twenty-eight, I am looking to novate
At twenty-eight, I speculate and contemplate
Is this what is fate?
When I was five, I mimicked how dad would drive
When I was eight, I learnt to skate
When I was eleven, I thought school was heaven
When I was thirteen, I loved my blue denim jean
When I was sixteen, I hated routine
When I was eighteen, I saw the first PVR screen
When I was twenty-one, I deeply loved someone
When I was tewnty-four, I fell flat on the floor
When I was twenty-six, I became a skeptic
Today I am twenty-eight, I am looking to novate
At twenty-eight, I speculate and contemplate
Is this what is fate?
Monday, July 12, 2010
Think Pad
When I think of you, I am happy.
AND
When I am happy, I think of you.
AND
When I am happy, I think of you.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Toys 'R' Us
Before the movie:
Me: I wanna see toy story 3...
P: Grow up! Thats for 5 year old kids!!!
At the movie:
P: ye kaisi movie le aai ho...dekho saare chote bacche hain
Me: to kya hua!
After the movie:
Me(thinking): Just because its animation doesnt mean its for kids. It is totally for adults. Its NOT just about toys. Its about life.
Did I like it? A lot! I laughed, chuckled, smiled all along the movie. No complexities. Simple and non tricky emotions. The movie tugs at your heart strings.
Sunnyside has nothing sunny and bright about it. Lotso turning bitter on being left behind, and dwelling on feelings of abandonment. Woody with his loyalty not giving up on his owner. Buzz feeling rejected and unwanted when he is out into trash. The sense of belongingness the toys had. Andy moving onto college, leaving prized possessions behind, letting go of his toys, giving away things he held so dear and close.
Isnt this what life is all about? Who says movies are far from real life. Just replace these toys characters with yourself or someone you know, toy story would seem like a familiar story - maybe mine or yours. You would definitely find yourself in those shoes.
This one nails the truth about life. The toys seemed larger than just animation. They reflected real people going through everything from growing up, growing apart, friendships, loyalty, sadness, letting go, giving away and heart break. It makes you go nostalgic and ponderous. The bitter sweet ending made my eyes well up. I guess a tear or two did trickle down. But such is the beauty of the movie, just like life. You cry some, you laugh some.
Toyish'ly yours
Faded Glory
Me: I wanna see toy story 3...
P: Grow up! Thats for 5 year old kids!!!
At the movie:
P: ye kaisi movie le aai ho...dekho saare chote bacche hain
Me: to kya hua!
After the movie:
Me(thinking): Just because its animation doesnt mean its for kids. It is totally for adults. Its NOT just about toys. Its about life.
Did I like it? A lot! I laughed, chuckled, smiled all along the movie. No complexities. Simple and non tricky emotions. The movie tugs at your heart strings.
Sunnyside has nothing sunny and bright about it. Lotso turning bitter on being left behind, and dwelling on feelings of abandonment. Woody with his loyalty not giving up on his owner. Buzz feeling rejected and unwanted when he is out into trash. The sense of belongingness the toys had. Andy moving onto college, leaving prized possessions behind, letting go of his toys, giving away things he held so dear and close.
Isnt this what life is all about? Who says movies are far from real life. Just replace these toys characters with yourself or someone you know, toy story would seem like a familiar story - maybe mine or yours. You would definitely find yourself in those shoes.
This one nails the truth about life. The toys seemed larger than just animation. They reflected real people going through everything from growing up, growing apart, friendships, loyalty, sadness, letting go, giving away and heart break. It makes you go nostalgic and ponderous. The bitter sweet ending made my eyes well up. I guess a tear or two did trickle down. But such is the beauty of the movie, just like life. You cry some, you laugh some.
Toyish'ly yours
Faded Glory
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