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
Friday, July 23, 2010
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
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
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Crossing the road
I dislike change. And I hate it with a passion, but as they say, the only constant is change. So this week, I turned in my resignation, telling my boss that I no longer intend to work with them. Shock and Awe!
Thinking of new unknown and leaving the familiar behind, my stomach has been in a knot, I get clammy hands and feet from the anticipation of my leaving the comfortable set up I have been accustomed to for the last three years, but at the same time, I am happy about what you would conceive as a wise decision in this newly booming economy. Yet, afraid and anxious as I am, I'm also kinda sure that I will be okay.
Have been talking to myself, thinking over how this change could bring about other changes as well, and how I deal with them. I do not mean that I even knew how to articulate my anxiety, my state of uncertainty and inner turmoil. All I know is that part of me does not want to move but at the same time feelings of stagnancy prevail. The only thing I was certain of, is whatever road I will take, its not going to be easy. The decision to change is made - my last day with my present job is until the end of this month.
Counting my days now. Dont know what the day countdown is for - leaving the old or embracing the new!
Thinking of new unknown and leaving the familiar behind, my stomach has been in a knot, I get clammy hands and feet from the anticipation of my leaving the comfortable set up I have been accustomed to for the last three years, but at the same time, I am happy about what you would conceive as a wise decision in this newly booming economy. Yet, afraid and anxious as I am, I'm also kinda sure that I will be okay.
Have been talking to myself, thinking over how this change could bring about other changes as well, and how I deal with them. I do not mean that I even knew how to articulate my anxiety, my state of uncertainty and inner turmoil. All I know is that part of me does not want to move but at the same time feelings of stagnancy prevail. The only thing I was certain of, is whatever road I will take, its not going to be easy. The decision to change is made - my last day with my present job is until the end of this month.
Counting my days now. Dont know what the day countdown is for - leaving the old or embracing the new!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
28 on 24
Someone once said, 'Growing old is not an option, Growing up is'. I turned 28 today. Figuratively,I feel grown up from what life has taught me the hard way and literally I have grown in size as well :( I have grown old inevitably by an year. Have a few strands of grey hair here and there. I'l take it as a sign of wisdom i.e. understanding of myself.
There's this little person inside me -
Who thinks that she is lucky to have great friends.
Who cries a lot.
Who lives without care.
Who is forever in her day dreams.
Who laughs at every funny and non funny thing
Who surprises herself by following the heart totally
Who loves malls and janpath equally.
Who thinks and analyses a lot.
Who is indecisive and finicky.
Who is wanting affirmation.
Who trusts people easily.
And then there is this sometimes crazy person inside me
Who is scared of being lonely.
Who falls in love several times with a song, a color, a bag.
Who doesnt find time to put nail paint but finds time to blog.
Who is mushy and moody. Mostly cynical.Sometimes whimsical. Majorly stupid.
Who is overly sensitive and totally protective about self.
Who loves to make plan A, plan B, plan C, plan D and so on.
Who is quite intense but then again doesnt show it outwardly.
Who is dying to get out of the shell but feels trapped.
Who is let down by people so many times.
Every second - I am learning to understand this person. Im reaching there, little by little. Year after year.
There's this little person inside me -
Who thinks that she is lucky to have great friends.
Who cries a lot.
Who lives without care.
Who is forever in her day dreams.
Who laughs at every funny and non funny thing
Who surprises herself by following the heart totally
Who loves malls and janpath equally.
Who thinks and analyses a lot.
Who is indecisive and finicky.
Who is wanting affirmation.
Who trusts people easily.
And then there is this sometimes crazy person inside me
Who is scared of being lonely.
Who falls in love several times with a song, a color, a bag.
Who doesnt find time to put nail paint but finds time to blog.
Who is mushy and moody. Mostly cynical.Sometimes whimsical. Majorly stupid.
Who is overly sensitive and totally protective about self.
Who loves to make plan A, plan B, plan C, plan D and so on.
Who is quite intense but then again doesnt show it outwardly.
Who is dying to get out of the shell but feels trapped.
Who is let down by people so many times.
Every second - I am learning to understand this person. Im reaching there, little by little. Year after year.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
You can stand under my umbrella
Let me share a secret.
I've carried it in my heart for a long time now. I'm scared to say this. Even more scared to think about it. I confessed to a few very friends of mine that I thought I needed to get away for a weekend, go to the mountains or sit by a beach, far from the maddening crowd and contemplate. Now believe me, trying to find a mountain or a beach when you live in a concrete jungle like delhi is far from easy.
Im more insecure and pessimistic than ever at this point of life. My craving for a constancy, stability and security in life is at its peak. Friends and family seem inadequate. Yes, I am seeking somethng more. I am missing 'An Umbrella'. An umbrella that will keep me dry when its raining on my head, and stand up to the wind when it shakes me, and save me from the harsh sun when its blazing. An umbrella I can cling to when I feel lonely. Something like "I have your back and you got mine"
Right now my best option is to not make a habit of getting soaked and letting the downpour get the better of me. And that - I will not have. Not yet. Not on others terms anyways.
I've carried it in my heart for a long time now. I'm scared to say this. Even more scared to think about it. I confessed to a few very friends of mine that I thought I needed to get away for a weekend, go to the mountains or sit by a beach, far from the maddening crowd and contemplate. Now believe me, trying to find a mountain or a beach when you live in a concrete jungle like delhi is far from easy.
Im more insecure and pessimistic than ever at this point of life. My craving for a constancy, stability and security in life is at its peak. Friends and family seem inadequate. Yes, I am seeking somethng more. I am missing 'An Umbrella'. An umbrella that will keep me dry when its raining on my head, and stand up to the wind when it shakes me, and save me from the harsh sun when its blazing. An umbrella I can cling to when I feel lonely. Something like "I have your back and you got mine"
Right now my best option is to not make a habit of getting soaked and letting the downpour get the better of me. And that - I will not have. Not yet. Not on others terms anyways.
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