The Carving>>>>

Have you ever come across a literary masterpiece by an unknown author- which is a befitting description for you? I have come across only once by author “Edgar Wallace” in the novel “The Valley of Ghosts”. Drawing the same picture in front of you---that was 9 years back.

He had once read in a novel of heroine that she was flower like and had dismissed this description as a piece of extravagance on the part of the writer. And yet the description fitted her- the petal purity of her coloring, the stem straightness of her figure he admired, She was a bud, half revealing the splendour of flower yet wholly satisfying in her immaturity.

It was something between girl and child- so exactly satisfying as they were, that you grudged their improvement.

Does it fit now---People around can tell.

It hurts—Really it does

I might not come across as an emotional wreck and wouldn’t even classify into lower rungs of this category but when it comes to felt emotions i can be a challenge to surpass.

A chapter of my life- a dear friend who had only 1 relation with me- friendship and what i had towards him – Friendship for convenience- who could be around in despair, the one to celebrate good times and a companion for solace in college days. Nothing more nothing less. Time became different and convenience got well discovered when a white beauty enters his life. As anticipated our distances became like horizons when the shower of love fell on his lap. Calls and meetings became rainbows. But this is one side of the story- what i was not aware of was the fact that this is going in background and i am averse to all of it. All what was visible to others was opaque to me probably because i wanted to hear it from the horses mouth.

But the horse came to me only when a sudden realisation occurred and realities of relationship started sinking in. But this sudden confession which didn’t come as a shock rose emotions which i had not warranted of. The feeling of losing a friend and being the last one to know was the worst i have experienced.  Why did i loose my salty water- I still cant fathom and then citing nostalgia as a reason to all those who had never seen me crying....

Their relationship is no more tied with right strings- he has come to me for pacification but i fail to understand all of it.............................. When i go back and think- It really hurts and i don’t know why.

Hello Helooooo

Remembering Mr Cognac on a day when his existence is nil in my life.

 A person who could make a silent person chat on phone for 5 hours at a stretch. First guy friend who brought home all the worldly facts on a phone call only. The chance meetings averted to keep the long distance friendship alive. A stranger whom i conveniently blame for my poor CAT scores and shut up saying “Chalo ik baar phir se ajnabi ban jaye hum done”.

Life has changed- I have friends who are not virtual but the deep manly voice of that Casanova- i still miss- The ability to charm via eloquence- i still don’t find i match. Mr Cognac don’t want to meet you but wish to keep hearing from you.

Hello—U there?

Farzi Tamanna

The subject here- of whose Tamanna I am referring to, would be on the seventh heaven seeing his mention in my compilation. Farzi- whose tamanna never got fulfilled to conquer a soul who could tax him like no one else. Someone whose glimpse drove him crazy and running for solace to people, who couldn’t understand an iota of his emotions.

Though he used to frantically sing “Na tamanna mujhko teri na tere sansar ki- ik jhalak dikhla de mujhko mere yaar ki” without agreeing to the 1^st bite. Life is strange- you meet people whom you want to stay with but you crave for those you can be with. Some compel you to come closer and some you start despising over a period of time. But there are only few who continue to steal the limelight wherever you go and give the realisation that life is a pain when the person is silent. The literary voices, the composers all start finding place in your soul waiting to write the apt description and state of mind but can they make it happen? The pain of moving on is only known to a person who has always been trying to reach there, without being given a chance to explain.

Might be rude but the whiteness of your clothes should be a reflection of your inner self and not a facade.

I know you are getting into a new phase of life but this is what i have taken inspiration from you “Tamanna to hai tamanna ko pane ki, gar mil jaye tamanna to tamanna na rahe kuch aur pane ki”

Notes Of Discord- A discordant view

A short story by author ‘Paritosh Uttam’, which stirs your emotions and make you dwell on the fact the Vengeance is subjective and differs from person to person linked to their zodiac/ upbringing, though not sure about it.

The story revolves around a married woman who accidentally discovers her husband’s diary and figures out the secret entry of a vamp in her life. Unlike other stories which turn to a melee between the women- this story highlights the helpless bosom’s resort to aping her husband- to drive the learning to him. She recreates a similar situation through her own diary where she announces the entry of J- a fictional entry to reprimand her husband of the deadly sin committed by him (only on the basis of lost charm and voluptuousness of his life).

Life is difficult to decipher- on the one hand is woman fraternity willing to give her 101% to the males and on the other hand taking up the attire of Devi Durga who brings the evil to the end. In this era of tit for tat even the relationships have become so. Eye for eye and tooth for tooth is the mantra to establish your presence. Author’s imagination is well placed when some of them would sit down and become complacent, some involving the entire breed of their own and some taking it to court. This story definitely is forward  looking and a welcome change from the creepy lizards, eagles and vultures of Linda Goodmen’s world.

Nepotism- The Corporate view

Nepotism as a word and as a practice has not been appreciated to a larger extent except for some countries like Japan and Korea- where communism takes a lead. Otherwise bringing a herd of your own is not welcome.

Looking at it from the corporate perspective brings the oxymoron “Referrals”. Referral is nothing but nepotism of a different league. This worthy point was highlighted in an HR forum convened by Dr. Indira Parikh. Different but true. In fact this sort of nepotism is well payed to the employees and in return brings windfall gains to the company- which benefits from the people of similar attributes getting an entry into their so called culture. Where does the strategy of “Innovation” fit in now? When people are not so different- can you expect a higher level of differentiation with regards to your work?

Being a member of fraternity which keeps citing lack of talented pool in market- i would not dare to reduce the benefits conferred upon by this practice but does it really fit into company’s policy of Equal Opportunities of Employment and Non Discrimination- Not Very Sure????