RACONTEUR-ESQUE SCRIBBLINGS

If there is one thing that annoys me, it's the fact that some people just cannot seem to grasp the idea of privacy. Why don't they understand, if someone doesn't tell you something, then it means they don't want to tell you. Perhaps for obvious reasons. For some unknown reason, people seem to look at me as their secret keeper. They kind of pull me aside and say something and then add "it's a secret, you know". And I nod and acknowledge the fact. That makes me feel like Post Secret at times, but I don't mind. No doubt I have been able to keep people's secrets for years without it being leaked out at all. Ask my sister, she knows. Anyway, as I mentioned in a earlier post, my direct boss had sent in her resignation and it's official at the moment. Everyone knows she's leaving, but the reasons behind her departure and future plans are perhaps known to only a select handful, perhaps those of us who were particularly close to her. The day s...

I imagined that the bout of laziness was just a temporary thing, you know, like how February is a short month, and you kind of won't miss it if you lost it kind of thing, but when it hits the second week and you still feel lazy like hell, realization hits you like a whack on the shin against a sharp edge. Anyway, I figured yesterday evening (Thursday) at about 3:00 pm amidst my sleepiness (Ah, and that's another bother - I've been sleeping by 10:30 pm/11 pm, and yet my body tells me it's not enough and retaliates in unimaginable ways) that I have got to stop living life (especially work wise) in paragraphs. You'll surely miss something along the way, and hence I created a to do list under duress. I am immensely pleased to announce that at this very moment everything up there on the PostIt note has been seen to. Yay!

Over 5 months have passed since I went for the Performance Driven Team training which involved a trek in the jungle. I recall posting up anguish filled posts that were related to the issue before and after the training because it did mean a big deal to me. Nevertheless, one final post about it remained in the drafts section of my blog for reasons I cannot remember. A cap and a watch, lying on the floor. It's anybody's guess what could have possibly happened Anyway, in the early hours of Wednesday morning, as I was floating in and out of the different stages of sleep, I found myself dreaming that I was in another outdoor adventure of the same sort, this time with team #5 at the beach, in which someone I sort of know but haven't actually met in real life made a special appearance and was part of the team. Nevertheless, our adventure was far from pleasant as we had to deal with waves that turned into tsunamis. As a self professed hydropobic, that was freaky gila babi ! (L...