Lately, I have been running up against people, who are sweating the small stuff. Really, they are stressing themselves out over minor details and in the process are completely blindsided and thwacked across the face by the big picture, when it actually zones into their consciousness.
And then, when I launch into " Duh... I told you so", I get a mouthful of venom.
It is happening at work and home :-(!
Am I lacking in " attention to detail"? Am I over simplifying or are THEY complicating their lives.
I'd like to believe its THEY!
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
My communication quotient is...
You Communicate Passionately |
 You speak from the heart. You can't separate your feelings from what you're saying, even in a professional context. You tend to speak dramatically, with lots of passion and emotion. It's easy for you to get swept up in what you're saying. You like to connect with people early on so that you can personalize what you are saying to them. When you converse, you try to find common ground and harmony. Even if you disagree with someone, you try to emphasize where you agree. |
Friday, February 20, 2009
Frivolous Friday activity
We are in a minimalistic mode, on account of summer setting in early in B'lore. Hence, the strip down to a 'bare bare' look (on the blog; even at home :-P but one mustn't care -- at the risk of retinal displacement) . Like Dee would say, deep down within you are all ' brown -brown'.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
In memory of she who left...
To Jun Jun,
How do you tell someone that its OK that his baby of eleven years passed on? You can't.
What I can tell you, Jun Boy, is Goldie lived a loved charmed life. The poor baby, never hurt a fly all her life... She barked, early on only at Candy, the rather catty dog, next door.
She was all hugs and jumps and licks and kisses. Even people who were scared of a big doggie like her, couldn't escape her display of affection and eventually came to love her.
She had the most mournfully sparkly eyes and she could win you over, just by gazing at you.
She loved people and I remember, how as young teens when we'd all be in deep discussion of a crush, a possible love story, a little fling, she'd slink into the room soundlessly and plonk herself right in between the group having the intensest discussion. She'd push past people to cuddle up to anyone, who'd let her. She'd cock her ears up and gaze at you, almost like she understood, all the trials of your teenage life. She'd engage you in a game of "Fetch", when you were especially crabby after a bad day.
She made no demands on your affection or time. She just was her lovable, huggable self and you'd just lose yourself in her make believe games.
She'd let you play with her long floppy ears, even if it bugged her.
She knew, she was loved, because the family, never took a vacation together all these years, lest she be alone and mopey. No one even thought of leaving her all by herself or with strangers at a kennel club.
So Jun Boy, I want you to think of Goldie in 'Doggie Heaven', where she lies on a velvet cushion draped in a fur of gold (complementing her skin tone), wearing a diamond, ' bone shaped' tiara and mascara on her lashes. She lies by a freezer stuffed with all her doggie treats and ice cream. She has her parents and brothers and sisters and cousins all flocking around her, glad to see her after eleven long years. They want to bask in the gentle warmth of her love and affection.
She watches over them now, benevolently and smiles indulgently at them other fellas pouncing on her treats!
From Your Sister,
H
How do you tell someone that its OK that his baby of eleven years passed on? You can't.
What I can tell you, Jun Boy, is Goldie lived a loved charmed life. The poor baby, never hurt a fly all her life... She barked, early on only at Candy, the rather catty dog, next door.
She was all hugs and jumps and licks and kisses. Even people who were scared of a big doggie like her, couldn't escape her display of affection and eventually came to love her.
She had the most mournfully sparkly eyes and she could win you over, just by gazing at you.
She loved people and I remember, how as young teens when we'd all be in deep discussion of a crush, a possible love story, a little fling, she'd slink into the room soundlessly and plonk herself right in between the group having the intensest discussion. She'd push past people to cuddle up to anyone, who'd let her. She'd cock her ears up and gaze at you, almost like she understood, all the trials of your teenage life. She'd engage you in a game of "Fetch", when you were especially crabby after a bad day.
She made no demands on your affection or time. She just was her lovable, huggable self and you'd just lose yourself in her make believe games.
She'd let you play with her long floppy ears, even if it bugged her.
She knew, she was loved, because the family, never took a vacation together all these years, lest she be alone and mopey. No one even thought of leaving her all by herself or with strangers at a kennel club.
So Jun Boy, I want you to think of Goldie in 'Doggie Heaven', where she lies on a velvet cushion draped in a fur of gold (complementing her skin tone), wearing a diamond, ' bone shaped' tiara and mascara on her lashes. She lies by a freezer stuffed with all her doggie treats and ice cream. She has her parents and brothers and sisters and cousins all flocking around her, glad to see her after eleven long years. They want to bask in the gentle warmth of her love and affection.
She watches over them now, benevolently and smiles indulgently at them other fellas pouncing on her treats!
From Your Sister,
H
Friday, February 13, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
V Day plans
V's day is around the corner and discussing plans A commented, ' I don't wanna be hanging around with you, hand in hand on V's day haan... that Mutalik bugger might get us married man. Kitne baar wohi mistake???'
Many pillows were hurled in the direction of the statement.
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We have senior citizen visitors (like the extended in-law family ) over the valentines weekend, so no pda around the house :-P.
We might just go catch a movie- Dev D maybe, perfect for valentines eh, the modern take on the most tragic love saga of all times. mournful for a 'luuvverly day'? .Naah, I have high hopes from Dev D- I am looking for slick , darkly comic, Devdas.
Many pillows were hurled in the direction of the statement.
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We have senior citizen visitors (like the extended in-law family ) over the valentines weekend, so no pda around the house :-P.
We might just go catch a movie- Dev D maybe, perfect for valentines eh, the modern take on the most tragic love saga of all times. mournful for a 'luuvverly day'? .Naah, I have high hopes from Dev D- I am looking for slick , darkly comic, Devdas.
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