Singapore

Why work in Singapore when you can work in Hyderabad?
Is the idea of London so fantastic that you are willing to sit in the Kaun Banega type of hot-seat for many years, eating noodles?

rumours

some rumours are floating that sebi may impose a reporting requirement on defaulting clients. it means if Bedi tells me audit committee nahin bani, kal meeting mein meine uski-le lee, iskee-le lee, it means i have to tell sebi like that game chinese whisper school girls and some college boys play.
otherwise i can be chackee-peesing and peesing till i am 32 and that means big discount on my dowry and missing partnership also.
like mcdonalds and mtvthis is law will be jusified by many coz america does it.
anyway in the corridor outside New Boss' office, i saw Almost-New Associate looking so thoughtful i thought he would say why is there a need for such obvious fdi clarifications and all or about the cricket team but all he could say (all the time looking at my top shirt button) was: how do u think salman climbed the chandelier in hum apke hai kaun?
i was like, dude, just like he managed to date an aishwariya and smiled at the relief of once again having avoided saying
i
dont
know

Girl-Associate

Girl-Associate has been saying let's conserve paper and other things that make her sound nurturing and idiotic enough to be non-career threatening.
I caught her billing for extra time (through an intelligent peek into her screen.) She stared at me as if I had watched her doing some personal activity that too from her house-window.
But I said nothing, just sat and make paper balls, practicing my basketball skills. I'm too cool for cricket btw, I only play basketball and tennis. I'm thinking of golf also. Which are the other posh games? Badminton? Kho-kho? No? Why?

Saturdays

Almost-New Associate wanders among the corridors and coolers, registering his presence on a weekend.
His hair is freshly spiked, and so sharp if I by-mistake touch it, then my palm will bleed.

Poem of a Desparate Heart

Emily Dickinson
THE PEDIGREE OF HONEY
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.

Well-read

Some Bengali fucker in the general corporate department was telling me how I have never read a fiction book.
I told him I don't want such comments from someone who's pet-name is Boob-eye.

At some level

If a fucker says "at some level" he is from NLS. And arbit also.

Hair-balls

One Girl-Lawyer who works and plays video games beside me has developed a new habit. She combs her hair every hour. Now this is rude since balls of hair float in the air and eventually hit my face. I can't tell her coz she is the type who will invent stories about me and press Send All.
I am thinking of telling her your hair is so beautiful why do you comb so often you don't need to.
Or maybe say yeah I know even my hair has started falling we age faster these days.
Or maybe I can get a nice Fab India clothbowl and just accumulate all the hair-balls. She peeps into my desk everyday as if she will see Maxim one day and do Send All. Anyway and when she sees the hair-balls, she will know. If she asks me "what is this?" as if it is more ridiculous to put an item on your table than to see someone else's space and comment.
I will say, take a guess, very mysteriously like SRK may have (before he turned slutty.)
Let's see.
Don't say dude you are such a loser why are you sharing all this.
Coz you're the one reading. Why don't you read the Economist instead or pick a random AIR and read the entire case? Try Privy Council ones-they are shorter and the English is better. Also somehow paper quality is finer if you are into eating paper-tips.
Also, I have published some comments. I had got no time to do that earlier. However I may not be able to reply to comments going. It's partly because I am busy and partly because I want to act pricey. Thanks.

Kajal

Hello
Today some lawyer from the IP team accused me of putting kajal. I said just coz I am fair don't be jealous, go finish the sutta somewhere else. One girl was also there. She didn't laugh-she just tight-smiled as if to tell me yeah I work with him in my team this is exactly what an ass he is.
Maybe I should date her but I have to think about it first. I don't want her stuck on to me like a tight shirt.

Neem tree

Tomorrow is going to be a Bobby Night with New-Boss.
Bindra and I will be locked alone in the office till 2 am fixing the documents for typos. A page-flip, like it were a Maxim.
Ofcourse he will get the credit, like he worked and I just sort of stayed on chatting on Google. I am feeling so bitter, I can almost be a neem tree. Why does he pretend to be a friend then and say chal sutta marte hain and all? Why did he write me a testimonial on Orkut?
One thing I can do is simply not show up till afternoon. So many curious fucks will watch me passing from the corridor like I am some sort of model on a ramp and ask whathappened?whathappened? like they care like mother teresa and then I can tell them o I stayed up till 5 in the morning, and add, to show how witty I am, "this is truly a 9 to 5 job."

Chicken pox

I am back.
I had chicken pox which is very unsexy, fuckers.
I wish I could say I "took off" which sounds like you would be wearing a tight shirt with oversize flowers and drinking daab-water in a foreign beach.
Anyway I have recovered now and everyone in office say Hey! to see me like I was a ghost or something.
I forgot to wear my belt but I realized it's fine even without a belt, no danger of slipping, I wonder why men wear belts. It's like some idiot women stick a safety pin to keep the sari from slipping. Big safety pin with plastic head.
I had a few of those in the lapto zip somehow so anyway I felt safe.