Frivolous Fixations

"And so we meet again", he mused. "Oh God, how many times do u need to come to me in a day", she asked irritated. "It’s all in a day’s work, dear", he smirked. "hmmph, I would hardly call that work what your owner is doing, take your fill and leave", she said. At that very instant I filled my coffee cup, with hot bru coffee, he winked back at that machine and she simply started giving out coffee to a better looking slim cup ignoring mine which was pot bellied :D After all she was tired of serving him for the third time in the same day. :)

Version 1: She hated to be late. All her life, everything had to be on time. Leaving for school, then leaving for college and then finally leaving for office. "Mom!!!!", "You know I hate to be late?" "What time are coming home today?" her brother asked. "Why?” she said. "I was thinking perhaps we can go to that new park in our society." "Why don't you go with your friends, I won’t be able to sleep on time and then I'll be late for office tomorrow." His expression changed drastically and isn't something worth writing about. Mother came with her Tiffin in hand, snatching it and rushing out with a quick good bye she was off. She got in the line for bus, had a person walking with a stick in front of her which irritated her no end. "I am going to be late because he is walking so slow”, she thought. Perhaps sensing her irritation, the man gave her side to move forward, rushing ahead she didn't even think of thanking...

As the company welcomes me into its fold, I thank those, who smile at me... smile at those who smirk at me, and hope to impress those who believe in me:) I thought this is the journey's end On seeing a curve at the road bend But saw a new path reaching there Courage tugged at heart along with fear New Possibilities and new mistakes New frame of mind it will take "THE End" there is no such thing, An end always means new beginning.

She's far yet near, she loves n endears, When I'm down, she brings me joy When I'm happy She makes me enjoy When I'm nasty, She makes me repent, She taught me manners, value of every cent, Many moms are there but there's no one like her, She loves me more than herself, She is the best Mother! Happy Mother's Day to My Mumma... Luv u a lot!!!

As I returned to Pune sometime back, my commuting to different places using the public transport started once again. Also I realized how far places are here, and good time management was needed whenever I wanted to go any place. One of the modes of transport very popular here is the Shared Auto, called the Seven seater but actually seats 11 people. Travelling in a bus means you have a seat to yourself, others might be standing near you and even the person next to you doesn't matter. On the other hand, travelling in a shared auto is different. Different because you have to share a seat for 3 people among 4. Also some times people are allowed to bend and stand(in addition to the eight people sitting at the back). It kind of brings the people under the same roof (literally) without any barriers of wealth,religion, caste and creed. You might even sit next to your maid or milk delivery boy some day. While travelling I just realized one day how using a shared Auto fulfills one of my reli...