sleep.......................

Sleep...When it comes..very hard to escape..
Since I have come here it has become a routine for me to sleep whenever the trainers are around....
Since they call us professionals they expect us to behave like professionals.........But then also something or the other thing happens...
Na..Na It's not like that I don't behave like a professional, I give my 100% to it..But unfortunately I can't escape my sleep...whenever a trainer is blathering something.....it puts me automatically into sleep........
It's like it is rooted in my nerves....whenever trainer comes ....My all neurons of body send a single signal to brain......... “ WOW........NOW IT IS THE TIME FOR SLEEP..”
I just go to sleep...
I always try to control my sleep.........I promise my self not to sleep when the trainers are around..I also ask my next neighbors to pinch me, tweak my hands and nip on to my shoulders so that I can stay awake for some time and get something.....
But alas! Nothing works for me...............every time I sleep I get caught …..Now people must be thinking that I don't sleep in night....but it is nothing to do with that.....Even though I sleep for 6-7 hours..i still do keep yawning....What does that indicate......?.


.Is there a problem with me...
Or is there some problem with my trainers who are very reputed and recognized people....Or is it a problem with the profession....BANKING...
Is banking boring?........
I didn't know previously but when I read the novel “ Everyone worth knowing” the writer was so influencing that I convinced myself that I get sleep because banking is boring........There is no fault in me...I am absolutely fine..The fault lies in the profession that I have chosen....But it is something about which I cant do anything...I know if I have to survive I have to like banking...But how............If I try to find out any mistake in cheque, dd, BO or an MC.....All the time I will be increasing my liabilities......I know, I seriously have to do something......
I don't hate banking I really like it if it done for few hours........but for 12 hours …............. it really sucks!..
whenever my mind hear the word “banking” It automatically triggers a signal to go to sleep...and that is what happening now.............I think if I will continuously talk about the term banking.......I will go for …..sleep.... ...I should stop using the term banking before I …z....z......z......nrrr.....nrrr..............nrrr..............nrrr...

The forgetful me

Very lately I have observed that I forget things very easily. You introduced me your name and after 10 minutes I wont be able to recall. And birthday dates! ...It is like I always wish the person after his birthday is over. Well so what..Every time I wish my friends and family after their birthdays are over...and About names...My rommie, She is the most disgruntled girl on this whole cosmos seeing that for a successive period of 10 days I called her with a distinct name. It put me in lot of discomposure and embarrassment at certain goings-on. As I used to forget certain assignment or work given to me. But I never tried to get weighty about it.

One day in a windy morning, when I woke up I had nothing to do. So I started searching some books in my book shelf. I picked up one book and started reading but couldn't exactly guess the meaning of few words. I searched for my dictionary and I coudnt find it. Hence I went to my next door neighbor and asked....
ME: Do you have my dictionary?
She: She was on the phone.....(In a very ferocious mood, she was talking to her BF, so she ignored me!)
ME: Continuously knocking on the door instead of realizing that I can ask it later also...
She: (Got irritated …..and yelled at me in a very abrupt and barbaric manner.) “ How many times you will come to ask me for this, This is the 8th time you are coming. It is too much. You should take care of your belongings. When I told in last seven times that I have not taken your dictionary ....why do you come again and again...”...
ME: I apologizes you for coming to you 8th time . I am so sorry. I just forgot.
She: Garishly....How many times do you forget? Have you got brain?
I came back from that place as I got agonized because of my own misdemeanor . Nonetheless I started cussing her..

Isn't she aware of how to talk to a colleague?
How ill-behaved she is? How dare she is to yell at me?
Let her come next time ..I will take avenge of this guff.... that she did to me..
What she thinks of her self?
How can she forget things which I did for her?
Kitni gandi hai vo...How impertinent and discourteous she is?
These south Indians are like that only....They are boorish, mean, loutish,
I will never help her....in future..
I will see her I know she will come to me when she will need this...that thing from me...
moti bhains.....chunky buffalo...
cocky, roli-poli buffalo.......moti kaddu kahi ki,...Tu dekh Me batati hoon tuje.....
I ll never talk to her in future, even if she will talk to me I will sidestep her and will yammer at her like” “why are you disquieting me?” “I am busy.” “I cant speak to you”..With these thoughts I went to bathroom.....Got ready..
went outside with a badgering frame of mind...Thinking in mind ( Why did I go to this stupid girl.. how can I forget things)
I met few of my friends and went with them to temple..We sang songs..We played games...After going there I forgot everything that happened in morning.
At the later part of the day when I returned back happily..to my place. I wanted to share my Prasad with someone. And the first person whom I gave this prasad was my next door neighbor...
I told her about my trip ….After which we went for tea together, We dined together........
Ultimately when I went on to sleep..I thought What did I get by cursing her??

When I knew that I will forget everything whatever she will say!

The forgetful me

Very lately I have observed that I forget things very easily. You introduced me your name and after 10 minutes I wont be able to recall. And birthday dates! ...It is like I always wish the person after his birthday is over. Well so what..Every time I wish my friends and family after their birthdays are over...and About names...My rommie, She is the most disgruntled girl on this whole cosmos seeing that for a successive period of 10 days I called her with a distinct name. It put me in lot of discomposure and embarrassment at certain goings-on. As I used to forget certain assignment or work given to me. But I never tried to get weighty about it.

One day in a windy morning, when I woke up I had nothing to do. So I started searching some books in my book shelf. I picked up one book and started reading but couldn't exactly guess the meaning of few words. I searched for my dictionary and I coudnt find it. Hence I went to my next door neighbor and asked....
ME: Do you have my dictionary?
She: She was on the phone.....(In a very ferocious mood, she was talking to her BF, so she ignored me!)
ME: Continuously knocking on the door instead of realizing that I can ask it later also...
She: (Got irritated …..and yelled at me in a very abrupt and barbaric manner.) “ How many times you will come to ask me for this, This is the 8th time you are coming. It is too much. You should take care of your belongings. When I told in last seven times that I have not taken your dictionary ....why do you come again and again...”...
ME: I apologizes you for coming to you 8th time . I am so sorry. I just forgot.
She: Garishly....How many times do you forget? Have you got brain?
I came back from that place as I got agonized because of my own misdemeanor . Nonetheless I started cussing her..

Isn't she aware of how to talk to a colleague?
How ill-behaved she is? How dare she is to yell at me?
Let her come next time ..I will take avenge of this guff.... that she did to me..
What she thinks of her self?
How can she forget things which I did for her?
Kitni gandi hai vo...How impertinent and discourteous she is?
These south Indians are like that only....They are boorish, mean, loutish,
I will never help her....in future..
I will see her I know she will come to me when she will need this...that thing from me...
moti bhains.....chunky buffalo...
cocky, roli-poli buffalo.......moti kaddu kahi ki,...Tu dekh Me batati hoon tuje.....
I ll never talk to her in future, even if she will talk to me I will sidestep her and will yammer at her like” “why are you disquieting me?” “I am busy.” “I cant speak to you”..With these thoughts I went to bathroom.....Got ready..
went outside with a badgering frame of mind...Thinking in mind ( Why did I go to this stupid girl.. how can I forget things)
I met few of my friends and went with them to temple..We sang songs..We played games...After going there I forgot everything that happened in morning.
At the later part of the day when I returned back happily..to my place. I wanted to share my Prasad with someone. And the first person whom I gave this prasad was my next door neighbor...
I told her about my trip ….After which we went for tea together, We dined together........
Ultimately when I went on to sleep..I thought What did I get by cursing her??

When I knew that I will forget everything whatever she will say!

I have seen life crying.......

I have seen life weeping…..
Some inherit two times meals from their descendants,
Some shed tears for a bite
Even if they get it, they panic for tomorrow
They are scared to think…
I have seen life dying because of hunger!

Over a small quarrel, vow not to speak for generations
What is the secret in this?
To live life without our near ones,
Which secret of life is this?
I have seen life fighting with the relationships….


Every time I see any waifs and strays,
My heart asks me sympathetically,
Who said that other’s life is not filled with the storms of grief?
I have seen stories walking on the roads and streets…….

live in the present......................

Life is always full of new comings and goings and you can never guess what may take place in the next moment. An impulsive feeling of care and warmth towards you by somebody makes you feel so special that for the time you put yourself out of your mind and lost in the world of imaginings where you visualize all the happiness and love that will be bestowed upon you by your much-loved one. A swift thought of him /her brings a smile on your face, which makes you feel very wacky about him or her. You find yourself on the zenith of the planet and the whole lot around you looks pleasant to you. When everything goes well, then, strikes the feeling of loosing someone special, which further intensifies the feeling of insecurity and vagueness and all of a sudden you start feeling the pain of loosing your most beloved one. But why it happens?...why do we feel insecure despite the fact that we cannot change or question what destiny brings to us? I don’t know why we always fear about the losing him/her from our lives……Even if we try to control ourselves….there are always situations which makes us think of all that and it is not so easy to get out of them also……as time goes on we compromise with our heart and emotions, we try to live happy, though the fear strikes again and again but still we try to overcome by thinking of present and avoiding future……and that’s why someone has said “No matter what looms ahead, if you can eat today, enjoy the sunlight today, mix good cheer with friends today, enjoy it and bless God for it. Do not look back on happiness -- or dream of it in the future. You are only sure of today; do not let yourself be cheated out of it.”

my favourite quotes.....:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

"What you dislike in another take care to correct in yourself" by Thomas Sprat.


"Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you've imagined" by Henry David Thoreau.

"Hold yourself responsible for a higher standard than anyone else expects of you.
Never excuse yourself" by Henry Ward Beecher.

"Discontent is the source of all trouble,
but also of all progress, in individuals and nations" by Berthold Auerbach.

"Life is like a game of cards. The hand that is dealt you represents determinism; the way you play it is free will" by Jawaharal Nehru.


"The reason most people never reach their goals is that they don't define them, or ever seriously consider them as believable or achievable. Winners can tell you where they are going, what they plan to do along the way, and who will be sharing the adventure with them" by Denis Watley


"If you don't have a dream, how are you going to make a dream come true?" by
Oscar Hammerstein

"Life is like a library owned by the author.
In it are a few books which he wrote himself,
but most of them were written for him" by Harry Emerson Fosdick

"The question for each man to settle is not what he would do if he had means, time, influence and educational advantages; the question is what he will do with the things he has. The moment a young man ceases to dream or to bemoan his lack of opportunities and resolutely looks his conditions in the face, and resolves to change them, he lays the corner-stone of a solid and honorable success" by Hamilton Wright Mabie.

"I like the dreams of the future better than the history of the past" by Patrick Henry.


"All men dream but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity; but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dream with open eyes to make it possible" by T.E. Lawrence.

"The difference between a successful person and others is not a lack of strength, not a lack of knowledge, but rather a lack in will" by Vince Lombardi.

"The man who makes a success of an important venture never wails for the crowd. He strikes out for himself. It takes nerve, it takes a great lot of grit; but the man that succeeds has both. Anyone can fail. The public admires the man who has enough confidence in himself to take a chance. These chances are the main things after all. The man who tries to succeed must expect to be criticized. Nothing important was ever done but the greater number consulted previously doubted the possibility. Success is the accomplishment of that which most people think can't be done" by C. V. White.


"Reputation is what men and women think of us; character is what God and angels know of us" by Thomas Paine.


"Character is a diamond that scratches every other stone" by Cyrus A. Bartol.


"Character is higher than intellect. A great soul will be strong to live, as well as strong to think" by Ralph Waldo Emerson.