This is a lil piece that I once wrote what may be called as bitching or raving & ranting or cribbing or anything abt ppl with whome I work (at times).....Dont ask me what that means as it wud mean my having to spill a lot of beans and who knows a Giant may come lumbering down the bean stalk. Whoopsy Daisies.....SO you dint pay attn to ur teacher in 2nd std??? right????

There was a time when limericks used to be a rage. Infact, my father introduced me to that world. Here’s a tribute to the bitch and bitches…… (Pun intended this time, so make sure you get it)

A girl who forgot to bitch

From the day she fell into the ditch

That was a long time ago

But that wasn’t the case to be so

Coz’ it started all over again with the 7-year itch.

At times, I feel really sorry for people who work alone or who don’t work. Coz they really don’t know how good it feel to crib and let your tongue go wagging about (and I am not referring to your shoes and neither to other similarly (and possibly) pleasurable activities). Mere fretting and yammering is so relaxing……akin to…..lemme think………. Watching a really good movie after getting tortured with some thaai-thangai-paasam or a Ramaraasan – Ujaala safedi ad in combo with a pair of sparkling red shoes……OR ……. Watch with glee Sourav Ganguly get out (finally) after groping for some 10 overs with his bat in a 1-day match….and I could give you scores of instances for this. But I hope you got the drift.

I am really glad that we have a place where we can be ourselves, write down just what we feel and (hopefully) get appreciated for that. Everybody, take the hint.

Today was so bad….that I am actually feeling sad (God! I am good). So sad that I have lost it – as in lost my touch to crib and rave and rant.

I was a part of a play – the whole of today (wow! Once again!!! The poetess in me – sheer brilliance). The lamppost went missing at work and I filled in the role. As in everyone and I mean it….EVERYONE at work banged right into me with their miseries, woe and what not. My superiors, my HR person (and friend), my coll and good friends. Work was so much fun when it started and now it STINKS….big time.

Today one of my coll got fired…..quite that but not quite so. Coz she was made to quit. Sounds melodramatic??? It is. I guess my “super” (not meant as a compliment at all) boss got a lot of inspiration from these daily soaps where just about everyone is scheming against just about everyone else. So, he (my super boss) passed on the buck of throwing the dame out to my HR guy and conveniently kept himself busy thro the whole time with some crappy meetings and business din-din. SO that was it. The poor dame never knew what hit her until she was well on her way to the hospital. (not literally, though).

Honestly, I feel so down-in-the-dumps that I guess even chocolates or ice-creams may not be able to do much. Though I dare say, I could do with a diamond.

Jokes apart, I always wanted to live in the world of Ally McBeals and the pizza delivery boys (mmm….sounds fab) where the workplace was like one big happy family. Very clichéd, I know. But wudnt mind that.

I guess, as they say, if only wishes were horses….. and I say, I would be galloping through the lush fields and not hammering my keyboard keys. Honestly, where are workplaces like those?

IF you also wondering “where did they go???”, be patient coz I am in the process of evolving one. Would let u know when I actually Get, Set and I guess by then be GONE…..

I still remember the day when I got my first job and I wish I could live it sometime in the future…..as in 20 years later??? But alas! Woe betide me!!! I have lived it already and now can only reminisce. Well, dint that have an old-world touch??? I am glad, coz I wanted to tweak the way I was writing.

If I let myself go on…..I guess you can email rotten tomatoes and eggs. Am I right???? (I hope so).

So, till I get more interesting masala (redundant but effective!) for my home production, Its chao time……………..