Of Days and Loooong Days

Every week begins with a Monday, and you know its a Monday cause you hate Mondays and you spent most of yesterday in bed. Then comes Tuesday, when there is still some recognition left of yesterday having been Monday. The flummox happens the next morning or the morning after. By the time your life hits the middle of the week the senses and perceptions have already been numbed, and the week has dragged on for too damn long to remember whether its a Wednesday or a Thursday - Funny, the days are named after father and son - and they inadvertently spill onto Friday which literally make them one long ass day comprising of 72 hours. However, Friday evenings there is hope and recognition slowly creeps back in, for the next day is to be half day (which means I'm at work till only 6pm... Le Sigh!) and more importantly Saturday, which in turn means that I'll be drunk by the time Sunday morning rolls in.

I tried figuring out what day it was today en route to work without cheating on my cell phone calender. I tried hard. I failed. Means I'm somewhere in the longest day of the week.

They call it stormy Monday, but Tuesday's just as bad; Wednesday's worse, and Thursday's also sad ...

Last time I quoted Mr. T-bone Walker was roughly 7 months back. What a difference 7 months can make.

beer o' clock

Last evening I met B. after ages. Or what felt like ages. We used to practically live together, alongwith a whole bunch of others. Strangest family possible.

B. and I gulped down inordinate amounts of beer and felt happy. Despite the intense hate-hate relationship with my university, these days I seem to find true company only amidst people I shared the worst times of my life with. I wish I were geographically closer to more of my batchmates. Hell, I wish I were in Delhi. No matter what, I'd be happy. And free.

I still am. But its too stable, too taken for granted. Too goddamn protective and easy. So much so that there is no space left for myself. I need to be around people who are too busy with their lives to bother with meeting up and faffing around everyday, but would still come and sit by for a drink/cup of tea whenever needed. Calcutta is more or less the same., its I who has changed. And now it's nice to meet people who know the present ME. With whom the conversation just flows along with the alcohol, and you don't have to think of what to say next.

But another oldtimer/lifesaver hits town this week. So here's to more beer and finding what we're looking for. Cheers.

Bitching

At my workplace people seem smile too damn much. Especially myself being the youngest by far, I get smiled upon and spoken to like one would to a child. Its like they all have some bloody secret they’re sitting on that they know I don’t know. Feel like socking them in the face. Whatever the consequences they definitely wouldn’t smile no more.

I have a paralegal assisting me with my work. She’s a goddamn moron. To top that she’s pregnant. Which means her week starts on Thursday. She’s bong. Which means her day starts post noon and ends sharp at 7 pm. All of which combine to mean that I am stuck at work till 11 every night managing my work and hers, not because I’m in love with my profession but because my bloated titted-pregnant-fucking paralegal is, I repeat, a goddamn moron.
And she has the gall to refuse to draft a letter for me at 6:45 pm cause her head hurts and she needs to head home.

What else?

Oh my firm has not a single quarter decent chic to look at. Not one. There are one, two.. wait… 11 specimens of the female kind at work. Not one worth even the slightest distraction from the computer screen. Fuck.

I’m fucked.

Good night.

Someday ..

I'll make love to her.


(Its been a while since this space had pictures. Pretty girls make any picture look good ..)

The Office Clerk ..

is a lawyer's truest friend.

Of Festivities

Empty streets, sound of crackers, buildings draped with tuni bulbs, Theatre Rd. lit up with moving lights on bamboo structures driven by intricate circuitry, the burnt air echoing with repetitive screeches of a mechanical bhootni moving her arms only to be drowned out by evergreen bollywood hits and the city turns into a village mela. And I get a 2 day weekend. woooohooooo!!

Happy Diwali everyone.

Joi Maa Kali.

love.

Of Gift Stoppers

From the Patent & Trademark Office, Kolkata.

Yesterday the ground floor of the Patent & Trademark Registry at Kolkata saw a new kind of drama. Members of certain law firms had arrived with Diwali gifts for the Trademarks Department of the registry, like they do every year. Except this year the Patents Department was ready and waiting downstairs to encounter them. The Patents people stopped all firms coming in with gifts and seized the same demanding that they too must be given gifts alongside the Trademarks Dept. On certain firm members then claiming the return of their gifts, the Patents people stated that the gifts were not to be returned, instead kept confisticated on the ground floor of the Registry until all the Patent employees recieve gifts from the same firms. The gifts thus were forcibly seized and stored despite tremendous hue and cry from various attorneys present on behalf of various law firms.

It is worthy of note that the entire Patents Dept. had participated in this exercise rendering most visitors to believe that there was some sort of dharna happening at the Registry. Meanwhile all the Trademarks employees were closely observing the proceedings from the balconies of the top floor. This drama continued from 12:30pm till about 5:30pm when it was time for everyone to go home.

Needless to say that no work got done at the entire registry yesterday.

I still love this city. Which reminds me .. "q: yeh itna kyon khaatey hain?!? a: kyonki hum khilaatey hain .." wnndrr!

cheers.

WHEN?!?

Type in When on Google search and the first two most popular searches it throws out are;

when will i get married................................. 41,100,000 results
followed by,
when will i die.............................................. 978,000,000 results

Cracked me up. Couldn't help posting this.

cheers.

I-league

A correction to an earlier post. I-league starts today October 1st, and not from the 3rd as I'd mentioned earlier. East Bengal's opening encounter is scheduled on the 3rd. Apologies. The first game scheduled for this afternoon is between two of the tournament favourites and in form teams, Mahindra United and Churchill Brothers. Here's to an entertaining season ahead.

Meanwhile East Bengal are likely to go into the tournament without any foreign players, after the sacking of all of the previous 4 due to their dismal performance in the Durand Cup. However, Baichung Bhutia officially signed for the club today and maybe he can turn the fortunes of the club that discovered him in its most troubled season in years.