The Aftermath of Women's Day

The day I had been dreading for so long was finally upon us. The build up to it had been scary, and I had a very weird feeling that it was going to be worse than the preceding days. So, I entered office hoping that nothing untoward was going to happen. So i settled down in my seat and looked warily across at G Dude's empty seat and thought to myself, "So far so good." But we all know when something seems to be too good to be true, those things usually are too good to be true because the G Dude walked in with a swagger and he was beaming. Rupi was unfortunate... he was just stepping out of his workstation as the G Dude was walking in.

Rupi: Hi
G: Happy women's day Saaar
R: Ummm, same to you.... by the way, I do not have any misconceptions about my sexuality.
I corrected him, "you mean your gender"
R: Yeah, and that too...
G Dude just kept beaming, so Rupi had to ask him, "why are you so happy? And, what is that tree jutting out of your back for?" referring to the bouquet that he was carrying in his backpack.

I was mortified, he wasn't actually going to give that bouquet to a woman today, I was literally hoping that he would say it was his girlfriend's (read to be fiance's) birthday. But then he said something that made me wish that the ground would open up and swallow him, or the roof would cave in on him, or Zeus would smite him with lightning!!!

G: These are meant for our anndaata! (Smite him!)
R: Who?
G: Sorry, our anndaatri!! (Smite him now! Vaporise him!!)
R: and who is that?
G: [Name withheld] The president of our company!!!

I think god has a vendetta against me!!!

Happy Women's Day at a land far far away

So this is the chain of mails that started it all...



Ms. (Name withheld),



Good Afternoon!



G Dude here. I have recently joined a land far far away in the XYZ team. I have a suggestion that needs your immediate attention. Here it is...

Sometimes God sets a perfect stage for certain things. A land far far away is one such stage set by God to celebrate the Women's Day because it has a great strength of female employees. Above all, it's spearheaded by you--a female.

So, to salute the enduring feminine spirit, this Women's Day, i.e. March 8, 2007, why don't we reward these 21st century "Women of Substance."

In this regard, we can organize a ceremony to felicitate the female employees of our organization with flowers. So, kindly have a look into the matter so that the "Token of Respect" among the feminine-force of our organization can be disseminated.

With hopes abound...

Thanks & Regards,

G Dude

Emp ID: XXXXX

The Ms. Name Withheld asks HR what is being done about it... and HR asks the InfoWhat Pride Committee to organize it... and they actually do organize it....


In case you don't think that this is weird... picture this... G Dude asks Anjali:

G Dude: Are you married?
A: Yes...
G Dude: How would you feel if someone did something out of box for you...
A is speechless... so he hands her a pamphlet that contains a lot of Gyan about Women's Day... So Anjali goes over it and hands it back.... "you know what?" G Dude continues "Last year I sent my To-Be-Fiance flowers in her organization on Women's Day... She got really embarrassed... so this year I am doing something out of box for her... I am sending flowers to all the women in her organization... " and he was beaming!!! "I'll tell her later at night!!!"

Welcome to a nondescript place

Well here is to one of the most nondescript places ever work with. I shall give you a simple test. Try taking a call from a telecaller selling you credit cards from our side. Tell them you want the card and then answer the first Question... Sir what is the name of your company?

you say, "InfoPro".
They say, "Info????" and really elongate the "o"
You say, INFOPRO
They'll again say... INFO???
You say PRO
they say InfoGrow?
you say NO... EYE ENN EFF OWE PEE ARE OWE... InfoPro
then you hear them talking to someone in the background (pata nahi kaunsi company hai... kuch Info Info karke hai... ) and then you hear muffled voices and they say
Sir??? InfoSYS???

You think to yourself... "I wish" and then say "no it's InfoPro" this time they'll take a pen and paper and let you dictate the spelling...

So that's how nondescript this place is...

Being Told

They told me
I am not good enough
They told me
I am too slow for this stuff
They told me
I will soon bite the dust
They told me
I will succumb to the lust
They told me
I just don't have it in me
They told me
I can't be what I want to be
They told me
The others are too fast
They told me
I just won't last
They told me
Life will always be a bitch
They told me
I’ll always be short of a stitch

Then you came into my life
And I felt a bit more alive
You might not know the difference you made
But with you around many things changed
It isn't only the things you said
It’s also the things you left unsaid
Those things you didn't say told me so many truth
As if I was growing another wisdom tooth

You told me
I am stronger than I think
You told me
I am smarter than those dinks
You told me
How I fell will be forgotten
You told me
How I got up is more important
You told me
I have an inert inner strength
You told me
I am capable of going to any length
You told me
I can be what I want to be
You told me
My will is strong and free

You my friend, will always be special to me
Wrote this song so that you won't ever forget me

I, the wind

I am the wind, free and wild
Stronger than a rock, innocent like a child
If I raise my hand, I can touch the sky,
Send ripples through clouds and make them cry,
I rush through forests, and the trees caress,
My gliding wings, a pleasure I must confess,
I have seen the smile on a weary face,
When I kiss it softly and lightly embrace,
The tired travellers from far away,
I tell them, I was there yesterday,
I had seen your children running in the yard,
They ran with me when I stole their card,
The travellers move on, follow another trail,
I shall meet them later, and tell them again,
That I am everywhere, and that I can see it all,
I am the air you breathe; I am as real as a wall,
Invisible, intangible, impossible to ignore,
I am the truth; I guard the heavenly door,
The day you can’t feel me, is a day gone in vain,
But don’t be bothered, for I shall be back again,
To remind you that life shall go on,
I’ll still be here, long after you’re gone,
When you depart this mortal land,
A part of you shall hold my hand,
And eventually become a part of me,
Be a hurricane, or be a breeze.

Me

A friend just called,
Asking if I was free,
I said that's possible,
If we talk about me,

After talking for sometime,
He was bored I could see,
I said enough about myself,
Now let's talk about me,

He wanted to talk about life,
Life as it was meant to be,
I told him his life would be good,
If he kept talking about me,

I think he wasn't interested,
Because he cut short my story,
He said, "I think I'll call you later,
When you're ready to talk about me!"

Some people I must say,
Are as selfish as selfish can be,
They want to talk about themselves,
And hang-up when I want to talk about me!!!

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