Happily Everafter

                        And they lived happily ever after.

How many times did we not come across this sentence since childhood?

As a kid, when my mom used to end a story with the above sentence,
I’d continue imagining the story further, with the characters midst sunshine, rainbows, castles, unicorns, bunnies and what-not, believing in happy endings. (Umm,.. actually I don’t remember! Did I? Let’s just say I did :D)

I’d imagine the happy ending to be, my family moving into a castle and me ending up being treated as a royalty. (Umm, I still wonder why I wanted to be a Vet in spite of being a royalty!)

As I grew up (to be a god-save-my-mom-teenager!), happy endings were finding a best friend for life, saying witty remarks in front of crushes, or having pani puris every evening, a good haircut,  also, bunking  school classes and completing high school. In all of those moments, I thought life cannot get better. 

                                       Not until my Grandpa passed away. It was a blow for the entire family. I had to reconsider my opinion on Happy Endings.

Then, I wanted to be someone who my Grandpa would be proud of. Yes, I thought that would be my happy ending. (I still don’t know if I made it.)

As I grew up (thankfully, without turning into a belieber, :P), I forgot about the thought itself. 

The reason being, I've had good friends and a great time. My college life (which mostly had nothing to do with the college and most of the people in it) was all about having FUN with my best friends, cursing college and lecturers, sharing despairs, gossip, hangouts and the best of all-Sleepovers!

                     

In the first few years of engineering, my happy ending was surely to get a good job, go shopping all the time and spend gala time with family and friends, and finally find somebody who loves me the way I love them (I find the last sentence a little desperate, but hey! it’s just how everyone wants a happy ending to be. Finding that someone.).

It’s been more than three years now, since I've last imagined my happy ending in life. 

3 years back, I imagined all of the above, would be my best happily ever after.
Now, I did not lose much. I have a job, and I do get to spend gala time with my family and friends (which is rare). No complaints.

                                

It’s the way I perceive Happy Ending, these days.
If what I have is a happy ending, then why do I have second thoughts about it (at times)?

And, what if I did find that special someone and that person is already somebody else’s? Or worse, doesn't give a damn about me? It would all end in tears.

I hardly get time, to go meet my brother in Chennai. It’s been almost two years since I've been there. It’s always he who takes time to come meet me and my family.

There was a time when I used to fill my diary, every day, I’d draw comics, write short stories (or at least, used to come up with good story lines) and write articles. Life was good. 

Life is still good. But, these days, I don’t have time to be there for people who matter to me, when they need me the most. I feel selfish and horrible to be doing to this to everyone around me.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my job. And I’m all the more happy, that I’m still happily single and get to live life on my own terms. I have great friends who listen to my cribbing and a happy home to go back to every evening.

It’s now that phase in my life, where I don’t know what I want and don’t.

Is this my happy ending?

Or is it lurking in the future?

If this is the perfect ending, then, am I going greedy?
SIGH!

You Know You're Insanely Bored When You....

1) Update your blog with posts-such as this.

2) Google the word ‘Google’ and then Google images on it.

3) Start taking Random quizzes on the internet.

4) Find posts, such as this, hilarious!

5) Use Office Stationery to make rockets, use all the pins in the stapler, and waste other useless office stuff.

6) Start humming ‘Justin Bieber’ songs.

7) Reminiscence the ‘FUN’ days you had back in college.

8) Stare at a random profile on Facebook.

9) Start pinging random person in the office.

10) Open your official mail box, every five minutes. 

11) Don't find the blog ‘theoatmeal.com’ funny.

12) You’d want to list some more jobless stuff you do, when you get bored.

But, I’m going to stop here.

And bore myself all day I guess,.. :|  

Why 'I' celebrated 'International Women's Day'

I know, this post has been uploaded late, but hey! I've uploaded it anyway.     :-P

March 8, marks the celebration of International Women’s day.

Some of us (like everyone at my office) like to celebrate the day, and some of us don’t, because of varied reasons.

Everyone’s entitled to their own opinions, and I am not writing this to contradict or oppose them.

Like the title of my post suggests, I did celebrate Women’s Day. (Or rather, my workplace was more enthusiastic about it, or maybe.. they were finding reasons to take time off from work.)

:-D I got loads of chocolates and boxes of cookies, and I never was pampered so much before, thanks to all the guy folks in my office.

Well, keeping all the fun part aside, I celebrated Women’s day to celebrate the Women who have changed my life, and never failed to inspire me, encourage me and love me. 

They are not famous celebrities, politicians, or entrepreneurs.

But, women who keep their families bonded, who work restlessly, who've made sacrifices relentlessly, and who've been there, done that and are still going strong.

I feel this day is rather a tribute to all those ladies (women), rather than me, who’s just started knowing life! (Which, unfortunately is such a B****, like my friend said!)

In short, I’d say IWD is for people like my Grandma, Mommy and several others who've inspired and loved us, beginning from home.
Rather, it’s for Aunties. (Kidding! ;-D)

I could write endlessly on my Mom or Grandma and my favorite Aunts. But, this blog won’t be sufficient. It’s best to stop here.

I hope you all got what I mean to say, and why I celebrated Women’s day.