Title, is that really necessary ?

I talk more about food than eating it. One of my very good friends at office calls me 'kabbar rani'.

And this friend has recently resigned. Last Friday was her last day at office. I gonna miss all that gossip we used to do at juice time in morning and at lunch. I will miss calling her at her extn- 7177 everyday to ask 'chale kya' for juice and lunch. She has been a major part of my office life. It was fun to be with her. It hardly happens that you gel with people who are not your college friends, let alone office mates. But at the very first interactions we knew ki we are of same type. Although she is married but she is exactly not that Aunty types stereotypical girl-turned-into-a-woman, the kind of girl I get along with very easily- cool, logical, confident, fun-loving, sensible, honest, trustworthy. I am seriously gonna miss her badly. The whole team knows how much good friends we were, and how much disappointed I was at her last day. She was more of a sister when it came to some feedback or suggestion. You start appreciating somebody for what they are and before you have done it, its time for them to bid you goodbye. Life is strange and amusing too. Wish you a great life dear.

Since i have passed out college and come here i have become less talkative. Earlier it was kind of inherent in me. I could not help it. Surprisingly now i feel lazy to talk much. But when i am among the friends who have been there before i started working, i slowly come to my that earlier talkative self. Work really does something to you, i tell you.

And here again i decide to update my blog more often. I know now it sounds like a cliche. But cant help it.

Lately i have stopped playing TT because of unending queue at TT table and insincere players (should i really call them players) but the girl I was beaten by, in singles championship (yeah i was second runner up in singles and winner in doubles in my company's TT championship), i guess going to join my BU and this along with one other guy who comes at the lunch time, and beats everyone, have become my driving factors to again come in the form. Believe me if an insincere opponent can discourage you to play, a sincere and strong opponent can motivate you like anything, yeah to keep playing and improving.

I seriously want to beat that guy one day who come to play at lunch time, play so aggressively and don’t know what he thinks of himself while he exhibit that over-the-top winner-attitude and expressions.

I talk to mom daily, but at times its such a pleasant experience to talk to her, giggling about my marriage plans and prospective guys.

Over the time i have got this feedback from people that i make friends very easily out of my friendly and jovial nature. I guess its other way round, if i become friends with somebody then only i get jovial and 'that' friendly with them. And its true because i listen people saying me - ' yaar when we first saw you, you seemed very serious and reserved kinda girl, guess we were wrong' !!

I am perpetually gaining weight, and finding no way to control it. I have put on 5 kg since i have come in work life, 5 KG in an year and two months!! Too much ho gaya jee :)And they say - ladki tujhe gayab hona hai ? :P

I have seriously become a lazy bum. Have stopped reading novels, newspaper, magazines, have stopped blogging, have stopped doing yoga, have stopped keeping an eye on what is happening around me, and above all i have stopped thinking and introspecting.

It feels good to get compliments about my dress sense. So after all it's all worth the time i put in choosing them. But its more of my happiness. I feel good doing shopping, doesn’t matter if everyone calls me a shopping freak. There are very few things that actually make you feel good and happy, so let it be, there wont be many if you leave them also. Unfortunately no one appreciates this logic :)

My credit card bills give nightmares to my mom. Every time i go home she literally pledges me not to spend more :P..Hey it rhymed, keep it up Anu, you are on the way to become a great poet one day :P

Given my love for food and more of talking about it, i become subject of discussion in my cubicle whenever something related to eating is talked about. Lately there was this Blood Donation camp in my company, we were talking about it and one of my cubicle-mates spontaneously said- 'Why don’t you go there, they will be very happy to have such a nutritious and healthy blood' !!

These days wherever you see, you see everyone is doing love marriage. The thought comes to the mind, what was I doing when people were busy finding their 'ae jee, oo jee, suno jee'.

Its amazing and surprising to see the newly found mutual friend(s) between you and your friend.

The traveling from Delhi to Jaipur and vice versa would not have been that much comfortable and hassle free, had Volvo bus facility not been there.

There are some one dozen clothes i have not removed price tags from :O

I am a fast walker. And it irritates me like anything when I have to walk with a slow walker.

Like college times, my sleeping habit continues in office also, in training sessions :P

I was wrong when i predicted that its hard to see some cool, fun loving people in office. Getting emotionally attached with them or find some confidante in them is still hard. But nevertheless I got some good friends i can be a little bit of myself with.

I bought this diary from a stall in my company's cafeteria. The stall was set by an NGO which was there to sell some handicrafts made by Tihar Jail prisoners. I don’t know why its become close to me. I haven’t broken its seal yet. One of two things i wanna do with it - either start using it for myself or gift it to the one who is close to me and/or understand the importance of penning down his/her feelings/expressions.

Its good to see some blog friends in office. Who have known you before you joined the office. Who reminds you the fact that you have been missing in action for almost 6 months. Its fun to talk a bit about blogging in office garden and analyze other bloggers style of writing. And then at midnight tell that other blogger that you were talked about.

One time in the same days, last year, i said to one of my friends that how boring you are that you make 'to do' lists. Now being in a job, surrounded by many deadlines and activities i have realized how important it is. Work makes you a less un-organized and more boring.

Some days ago i read this thought provoking post from Rahul on CAT. Thinking of CAT, still gives me chills. It was something for me. I once dropped for an year just for it.

In office, with a software engineer i am an event manager also. I was made one because of some organizing-attributes they saw in me. Any birthday, farewell, you-name-it party of ‘the team‘, I am the organizer. Though its not that big. And No doubt it expand your interaction with people and makes you a better manager, but it eats up a lot of time as well. I hope it doesn’t get the better of me.

I still talk for hours with some of my college friends like AM, Mehta and Kapoor. Its not daily, and its not in a week also most of the times, but whenever it is, its a heart to heart conversation. And its such a pleasure to share your thoughts without giving it a second thought. Its always relaxing to spend some time with those you can be totally yourself with. I tell you distance doesn’t make any difference to the strong bonds. Most of the calls i or they make are STD ones.

And i haven’t still got bored of this song - tum se hee of Jab we met. There are things in life you never ever get bored of no matter how much you see them, listen them, think them. And that’s the beauty of them.

And it feels very good to update your 3 years old blog after a period of more than 6 months.