New job

This is the fifth day at my new office. After waiting for more than a month and then going through three rounds of assessment, it feels good to be sitting here and writing this. Technically, its been five months that I haven't had an office space to work. Moreover, I have never had a 'real job' ever since I graduated. I have always liked the freedom that I have enjoyed with all my jobs. While I had to fulfill certain formalities in all of my previous offices, it was not like now. So, this is a nice new experience for me.

Here, I feel like a real 'employee'. I have to sign the employee register every morning and evening, I have a separate desk (though it is not like a real desk), and I just got my share of office supplies including a notebook, a diary, a pen, a punching machine, a stapler, and a box of pins. Today, I signed the contract, filled like hundred forms, including the one providing details for an official visiting card for myself, and completed the formalities for opening an 'Employee Bank Account' without having to go to a bank. :)

My team leader has not been very demanding. He has given me a week to settle down in the new office. So, I am just taking my time this week to know the new place, people, processes, and so many other stuffs. But I know that next week onwards, I will no more be a 'new' employee. I will have no excuse for my mistakes, I will just another one in this huge office of 250 people. I am preparing myself for the worst.

Wish me luck!

My to-do's

With so much free time at my disposal, I dont know what to do of it. After spending more than 20 months with absolutely no free time for myself, I have got so used to be being busy and doing things from my 'To-do-list' that I now dont know how to make the best use of the time when I dont really have a list.

I am not a creative. I cant paint, I cant write poetry. I used to make a lot of fancy stuffs when I was a school student, but as I have grown older, I dont know where did that interest vanish. Watching television is not my favorite passtime (even more so when we dont have one at our place). Facebooking has got on my nerves. I sleep more than eight hours at night so no day time napping. With all the alternatives exhausted, I am left with very few options.

Now, I am not the kind of person who can enjoy free-time. I am not trained to be that way. I start getting paranoid. I start whining. I get restless. I feel useless. So, just to make me feel good about myself, I have prepared a fictitious list of things that i need to take care of. They are nothing important but I have just made a list out of them just to feel useful.

My list includes: Complete reading Lolita, register for this test, go to a wedding party on Friday and Sunday, make plans to entertain K who is arriving on Saturday. The list is stupid, I know, but this is the best I can do at the moment.

A Passing Thought

Well, I am back to blogging after a long time, and it feels great actually…what great blessing the internet has showered on us….

I was in an introspection phase all this while…Was thinking over so many things..Today, it’s a Friday and everybody gets excited with the thought of it, including the students…We work so hard all this while and a day off is a welcome change for all….Wish there were many more Fridays….

I met a friend of mine, or I shall say someone who was junior to me in college. We had gone for a talk program together and there she asked me what is the purpose of human life? To slog one’s ass for decades to earn all the name and fame, and of course money? She left me wondering over what she had to say…She is right actually…why do we need to work so hard all our lives? Why do we need to be successful? Another fren of mine always says that happiness is a very individualized thing. A waiter can be happy all his life serving food to the customers, while a millionaire might not be as happy getting everything with the blink of an eye….

It is so important for us to take life as it comes and savor every moment before it is too late…Next time, when you are cursing your luck, just remember the roadside vendor, the maid at your place, the street sweeper, and many others like them…and you will realize you were truly born lucky…and be happy at the thought!!!