Working where your husband , father or brother works ?
September 1, 2009 at 4:32 pm | In Introspection | 37 CommentsWhats your take about working in the same company where your husband , father or brother works ?
I had a debate about the same with a colleague at lunch.My take is I don’t ever want to work in the same company for which my husband , father or brother work. And its not about men , I did not mention sister and mom because I don’t have a sister and my mom is a home maker.
I have atleast 4 reasons, though you may choose to disregard all of those like she did.
One is a simple and practical reason , if me and hubby are in same company and if the company crashes both of us will be in soup. Though this is a very pessismistic thought ..its a valid one.
Another and more important reason (atleast to me). I do not want to live like a shadow or be a shadow to someone. I want my individuality.
I graduated from a college where my father was a teacher. I was not considered “Swati” there but as “his daughter”. I was a kid to his colleagues and a “teachers daughter” to my classmates.Today I do not have any friends from graduation. And thats not my fault , since I have friends from school and from Post Graduation. But for 3 years of my graduation, I could not win any friends , except the ones that came over with me from school , since no one ever considered me a part of their life.
After my post graduation my father asked me to join his college as a faculty and I told him that I would prefer to stay at home than do that. I told him , I want to work because I want to known by who I am. I do not want to be known just by my surname. I am not sure if he got what I told , perhaps he might have thought I want independence..but frankly it was not at all about independence, I just did not want to be a kid all my life. And so I joined a different profession with my parents consent ofcourse.
Same applies to (atleast to some extent) with having husband / brother/ sister / any close relative as my colleague. I don’t want people to think I am like them , not because they are good or bad , but because they are different.
Also because I don’t want them to advice me with what I do I work , how I walk/talk/behave at work. I share every bit of my work life with my husband. He is such a good listener that he remembers every bit of it. He shares and advices also ..when I need it..yeah when I need it.He knows the things as I put them , he doesnot have his own prejudices attached to the people I talk about. So his opinion is fair and not biased by his personal prejudices.
Third is because I need a break. We all do. Life is not just me and my family
, its beyond that. And I wish to experience that too. I want a life outside my house…not as literally though as it sounds. And I do not really know how to explain this also
And last but not the least , I do not want to bring office to home and take home to office. I wish to keep prfessional and personal lives seperate. I cannot imagine fighting over an office issue or person in my living room or bedroom
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My colleague though said that she doesnot mind working around close family members. She would rather like a guidance and support round the clock. She would not mind taking benefits of his contacts and she would love a daily pick and drop to office.
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My take on her views : We are different in so many ways
May she get a life partner in this company only ![]()
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You are on which side ?
New Friendships
August 31, 2009 at 9:32 am | In Blogging, Friends | 8 CommentsMy latest blog pal has sent accross this to me ..and thats so sweet of her..thank you Shruthi.

After my last post about my old friends …3 cheers to this new kind of friendships too !!
Talking to Friends
August 28, 2009 at 4:30 pm | In Friends | 14 CommentsAlmost 2 years back I wrote this post about my friends.
Time has passed since then. We have still not met. We do talk to each others sometimes when we spot each other online or on special days. We have our own busy worlds , 3 of us have kids and A is still planning.
But today we had a reunion a virtual one , yeah a conference call. We spoke for 10-15 minutes. No one was sure what to talk yet we kept talking , teasing and laughing.
It was just so wonderful ! Who could say we have not met for years. Though we do not know details of so much that happened in each of our lives , yet we know all.Though we are so far , married to different people and different families yet we have some bits of lives in common.
I sometimes wondered what would we talk if we meet now after so many years , college times had college talks but now we live so far.
Now I don’t have doubts , we can go on and on and on …
Thanks J for co-ordinating this call ..you made my day ..no week …no month
Me-Me Day!
August 25, 2009 at 12:22 pm | In Just Like That, Mood | 10 CommentsTo those who asked me how was my holiday yesterday ..
Every year my company gives me 1-2 holidays that are different from what my husband gets. And those are the holidays I wait for all the year long
And if there is a day when Husband and Aryan both are working (schooling is also like working for kids !) and I have off, I just looooooooove those days.
SELFISH !! Yeah it sounds like that. But may be I am. I love those days for the “ME” Time that I get. And what do I do.
I usually plan a parlour visit. Do a lesiurely facial , without checking my watch and pedicure. Then take loong bath , again withoout worrying about whats happening behind the door. And then I eat something different than usual , it may be just bread with leftover veggies but then its different you see ! Watch some waste TV show/movie. Sleep till I exhaust !
Basically do what I want!! I pamper my own self !!
On less usual times I clean some otherwise ignored corners of the house and that too at leisure. I clean a shelf in double the usual time , arrange and rearrange them to look best , though I know it would end up same way in a week. But then I love looking them well arranged for some time /days
And then I check with husband if he can come a bit early so that we can spend some “WE” time before we pick Aryan
So you get the idea ..if I am selfish ..I love being like that
P.S : Another me-me day on 21st Sep ..so this time I would do the less usual
Its getting scary..
August 11, 2009 at 4:02 pm | In Day Care, Swine, school | 7 CommentsFour schools in Bangalore have been closed for a confirmed case of swine flu has been detected in each of them. 3 of these schools are in our area and one of these is Aryan’s school. Aryan and myself are at home , since I decided to work from home for 2-3 days.
A girl from one of these schools and Aryan’s day care mate has viral fever. So sending him to daycare is also not an option till we know that her fever is not swine. I really really really pray hard for her ..I hope she is safe.
I also pray for all the affected kids.
Its sure getting scary..God please help!
Rakhi Celebration!
August 6, 2009 at 10:38 am | In Festivals | 12 CommentsYeah , after I missed my brothers the whole day we did have a nice time yesterday..thanks to Anupam’s first cousin.
She invited us over for dinner, as it has been a custom for past 2 years , since she came to Bangalore.
And here is a glimpse :






P.S : Aryan’s Birthday Update is here.
Raksha Bandhan..
August 5, 2009 at 2:56 pm | In Festivals, Memories | 8 CommentsThen it meant 1 hour for selecting 3 rakhis,
Then it meant writing long letters to cousins,
Then it meant a holiday and puja,
Then it meant getting gift from brothers,
Then it meant teasing and being teased by brothers,
Then it meant sevain ki kheer,
Then it meant a fun filled day
Now it means 10 minutes for selecting 6 rakhis,
Now it means writing 2 liners as cover letter,
Now it means a working day and hurridly getting ready,
Now it means accepting gifts with lot of fuss,
Now it means wishing over the phone,
Now it means nostalgia and memories
Times do change with age
Happy Birthday to my Little Heart !
July 21, 2009 at 10:23 am | In Birthday, Talks about Aryan | 23 Comments3 years ..since I slept like a kumbhkaran,
3 years ..since I ate without a messy plate and messy hands,
3 years ..since I became innovative in kitchen,
3 years ..since I thought about myself before anyone else,
3 years ..since I started sharing my pillow and blanket willingly,
3 years ..since I started playing again,
3 years ..since I have been cramming nursery rhymes,
3 years ..since I started thinking about rights and wrongs,
3 years ..since I started reading mommy bloggers,
3 years ..since I stopped feeling yuck, even while doing the yuckiest things
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3 years ..since I loved some one more than the rest,
3 years ..since I became a mom !

On the Eve of your Birthday..
July 20, 2009 at 4:22 pm | In Birthday, Talks about Aryan | 4 CommentsOne year to this day , I just look back how the year passed by, and thankfully I have this online diary,to remind me what we were doing this time of the day last year.
It just seems like a dream , another year in fraction of seconds , how were were got excited each and every time you said something new , a word or a sentence !
Your cute role plays and your lovely way to express your love and make yourself more loved with every passing moment.
How you behaved mature and grown up when we least expected that from you , like when we moved to a new house.
And your cute naughty ways to make us laugh like this one and this one
How you surprised us with your ability to grasp things without us trying hard not once but again and again.
And how you made friends that formed a part of your life , so much so that I kind of felt jealous
And last but not the least , how you manage to transition to another phase of your life , ofcourse we still have some sobbing in the morning , but its pretty cool ..isn’t it !
I also admit that some work and some laziness , I failed to record so much. And I failed to record so much also because , my words cannot create the magic of your actions and because I cannot write things as cutely as you say them. But still I would try to do a recap of whats not on the blog over next few days
Love you sweety !
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