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I'm THE BOSS.......No Questions & No Arguments

When I started my career in 2004 with a small organization, my thoughts on the subject Boss was pretty different. My Boss at that time was Rahul Bose, he was the Design head……Our department was so cool, although there were two more people who use to work along with me, one of them was textile designer & other was product designer. Being my first company, I was always punctual with my timings whereas my other colleagues including my boss were very casual with their timings. I was working as a packaging designer for their overseas & domestic products.  Rahul was pretty cool as a boss as well as a person. Most of the times we all used to sit together & have our morning coffee with the songs of Bryan Adams, Enrique or Robbie Williams on our Media player play list. I had never expected such a cool environment ever.  We had everything in our desktops whether its yahoo messenger, rediff bol, Gtalk.   I didn’t knew a,b,c,d of the deigns which I got to know wh...

When a father looses his self respect.............

Winters were in the verge to end & spring was going to start..........This is the time when i was living with my friends Anshu & Arnab at Lajpat Nagar, its been very tough time travelling every day from Delhi to Gurgaon & then coming back in the evening. I use to start from Delhi by 7:45am & by 9:00pm i reach back. It was a Saturday & saturdays were always good due to less traffic & chaos. I reached early that day & was sitting on my room chatting with Arnab. I got a call - it was unknown number from area code - 0120, i thought for a while, its from either Noida or Ghaziabad. I picked up the call & the person on the other side said - Namaste Son, I am JOJO's Father. JOJO is one of the live stories of my life, which turned me upside down which made Year 2007 as deadliest. Will blog the full coverage of this story separately.  Jojo's Father voice was looking like a person who had been lost everything in a battle & was almost about to cry o...

Festival of Colors

The main day, Holi, also known as Dhuli Vandana in Sanskrit,also Dhulheti , Dhulandi or Dhulendi , is celebrated by people throwing coloured powder and coloured water at each other. Bonfires are lit the day before, also known as Holika Dahan (burning of Holika) or Chhoti Holi (little Holi). The bonfires are lit in memory of the miraculous escape that young Prahlad accomplished when Demoness Holika, sister of Hiranyakashipu, carried him into the fire. Holika was burnt but Prahlad, a staunch devotee of god Vishnu, escaped without any injuries due to his unshakable devotion. I would be around 11years old & till that time Holi was a festival of horror for me, as i hardly use to move out from home in the fear of colors................In true sense, colors are very much part of our life, it unites people from every creed, color, religion & culture..........It is such a lovely festival to be enjoyed...........Colors represent different moods of your life..........Playing with ...

Morning Walk..................

Tring..................Tring............ My cell phone ringing, its none other than Maahi, she is a sweet friend of mine who wakes me up in most of the mornings these days. Thanks a lot Maahi for waking me up....... My lifestyle had changed a lot since last couple of years, i don't need reasons to be lazy. For last couple of years my eating habits & sleeping habits had degraded a lot. It all started when Myself, Anshuman & Arnab use to live together at Lajpatnagar, there were hardly any mornings when we ate the breakfast. There were very few dinners which we prepared at home, most of the the time our dinners were either from Domino's, Pizza hut, Slice of Italy & Many more......................... Anshuman is lucky, he got married & has a sweet loving wife - Shallu............. I believe she can be a good diet advisor. She had brought drastic turnover in Anshuman's eating habits & lifestyle. Now its been very rare when we eat Pizza, all thanks t...

Saint Valentine's Day

Many of us would not be knowing about the history of VALENTINE's DAY........... Saint Valentine's Day (commonly shortened to Valentine's Day ) is an annual holiday held on February 14 celebrating love and affection between intimate companions. The holiday is named after one or more early Christian martyrs named Valentine and was established by Pope GelasiusI in 496 AD. It is traditionally a day on which lovers express their love for each other by presenting flowers, offering confectionary, and sending greeting cards. Valentine is “ ‘ day of celebration of romantic love ’ ” .................................................................. Our Valentine's changes with our life.............Being a kid our companions are our parents & our valentine's are our parents............Being a teenager our Valentine is a crush to whom our heart really fall for, but we never express it - Our Crush is our valentine........................Being a 18+ Adult, we are confi...

SAVE THE CHILDREN

My cell phone was vibrating on my desk, it was a landline number from Delhi. I picked up and it was none other than Neeta who had been calling me for past 1 month. Hey don't get this wrong, Neeta is an executive working with an NGO - "SAVE THE CHILDREN". She had already provided me with all the information required about their NGO. I was trying to avoid her for past couple of weeks with one or other reasons. This time i don't have the way out, i said Neeta give me 24hrs & will surely make the online payment for your good deed. In the night i went through their website: http://savethechildren.in/ i went through their articles on child protection, child education, child survival. They had posted couple of case studies which are really eye openers. Reading all this i realized that if i pay for a good cause this will help children in many ways. My small donation will really help a poor child with good education & they can no more be slaved down for begging at ...

Kindness is a very big thing

  Today was sad day for me, as one of my close friend was hurt by my remarks & later for the whole day i felt how should say sorry. I was supposed to meet Arnab for Book fair, pragati maiden at 2pm. I was unable to leave from home due to some reason, this made me more sad & irritated for the things which were really not under my control. Later in the evening i took a hot bath & logged off from my home to Dwarka sec-9 Metro station. I put a message to Arnab that i am coming to CP & lets have dinner together to end the day on the good note. After a while i called him to meet me at CP by 7pm & this time i confirmed very well that i am on the way. I reached Rajeev Chowk well by 7pm & in a while we met at Pallika bazar Gate#1. We almost took a full round of inner circle but unable to find the restaurant where we can sit calmly & have dinner. So we moved on the outer circle after a while, where we found a small hoarding of Nirula's Potpourri. W...