Friday, June 21, 2002

Finally gave in the resignation,so that's one step closer to eternity...
Now I have a month and a lifetime to go..

Also the open offer to return, so that's kind of another arrow in the morale armoury:)
GOK what will come of Don Quixote and his band of buccaneers.

Paisa pheko, tamaasha dekho....

Just created a furore on mah mailgroup, kinda liked all the attention:)
But end result, I'm thinking too much about the funda of quitting rather than the BIG PICTURE...

I can only think of lazy mornings and dance classes and gym and books and movies, something missing eh?
I'll miss the routine, the purposefulness of having somewhere to go to.
Inventing destinations can be taxing, I'd rather discover a few brooks, stare at some skies and sleep by the road.


Thanks a million and may your children rot in putrid hell,don't think of returning the compliment and for God's sake,get original..

And I love the up and down of it all; in times forgotten I had once written, 'Cities, jobs, routine, decisions, bills, logistics, sometimes they are not as powerless as we want them to be. And the will is an instrument to be used judiciously, every act of will needs a hiatus to rejuvenate.' Mine will soon go on vacation...:)
The office if EMPTY.
All gone for the England Brazil jamboree:)

I'm here and likely to be here all day, loadsa space and a ton of silence.I've spent all morning peeking into other blogs. Such a lovely world view. My eye hurts from the information overaload. Like being introduced to everybody at a society do, and wanting to know a select few, but too curious to stop the frenzied search.

Addiction for the month, after Kundera and switching cell covers.

Am going home over the weekend, biking down, the ghats at Lonavala should be lovely.We could take a detour and drop in at the guest house. Really beautiful bungalow, with old Parsi furniture..High beds, and huge armchairs.

'Aks' playing in the background, Anu Malik in rare glory...

nzjobs just tells me i've matched some awesome jobs, WHATS THE BLEDDY POINT? I can't work there unless i have a work permit and I can't get a work permit till i get a job offer..Utter MORONS!

Ton of mail from people wondering why I want to quit a perfectly good job. Veryyy Verrry a teensy-weensy irritant called BOREDOM! Methinx I'll have to get back to the good old hunt once the funds dry up, but I'm calculating Feb 2003, so right now it's all covered and they all lived happily ever after.