I am just going to put an "out of order" sticker on my forehead for weekends !!!

Hello Everyone !! Hope you all are doing fine – almost two years after my last post I thought I will write again.

With my usual and regular Sunday trips to Gurudwara I happened to make a very good friend – Simmi. She is also regular with her Sunday visits and while doing “parshaade di sewa (making rotis for langar) ” we got to know each other. I think I know much more about her than she knows about me – because she is a chatter box. She is tall, good looking, smart and very independent. In many ways I learnt from her - how to be fearless and sometimes her overtly bold nature surprises me.

While we were making rotis , her phone screen flashing “Office Calling” was enough to trigger her.

Simi said………….

“ Neet (as she lovingly calls me) , I am so upset and frustrated, as frustrated as..........as......as the fire drill alarm of my office who like me gets once-in-a-while opportunity to blow itself out of proportion. KEYDING :) !

After all these Hi-Fi studies , #BEING HUMAN and living a normal life has become a privilege. These people need to understand – I am not superwoman who will fly across nations and get clients for them. I was a just another next door girl who was bored of her job, thought of doing MBA to make more money and explore something new. But Managerji says  “We expect a lot from you”. I say “ I also expect lot from you, I expect you give me lot of money. Lekin nai de rahe na? Buss fer……Chupp kar jo…..huh”

The most tiring part is working on weekends - 1 weekend - urgent document? ok.  another weekend - Manager ji meeting client - sales ppt? ok. And then the routine sets in - you are working every weekend. 

  

Manager ji: Can you work on Saturday and PLAN to finish this ppt. for the Monday meeting. 

Simmi (Official) : Ummm I am already working on document X, and we have deliverable Y for review and I have to co-ordinate with onshore to get the database in place for project Z which needs to kick off soon. I will have to highlight ppt work as a risk - since there is bandwidth issue.

Simmi (TruEmotion): Nai karna ! karla jo karna !! why don’t you PLAN giving me work in a better way? Kitho kitti MBA? Did they not teach you PLANNING? Huh......'Tangiyaanch jinna langna si langeya , hun aun wala time employeeee daaaaa' Hehe. Randhawa and Fateh da Gaana suneya

Simmi: And listen to another one Neet.........

Manager ji: How does Weekend look for you? Do you have any plans?

Simmi: Ummm, the usual house chores which take my time and I might have to step out for a while.

Manager ji: Ok . so you don't have any major plans - which is good .......can you figure out this data issue and let me know by Saturday Night. I need to revert ASAP to the client. 

Simmi (Official): Let me see what I can do. I have busy weekends so I can’t promise. 

Simmi ( TruEmotion): Achaaaaa.....so If i am not going out for movie, not going shopping or I am not married and loaded with marital duties - I am freee??? Sun la fer - I have to wash week load of clothes, change bed sheets, work with maid and monitor her jhadu, pocha, bartan which are ignored otherwise due to hurried weekday office tyaari, buy groceries, catch up with sleep and go to the beauty parlor because for the last so many weekends I haven’t time to go there and today I am like a walking forest. Huh......Kar lo Gall !!!!

Anyways despite all this and more I am sticking to my job. Thank you Babaji that I have a job which gives me satisfaction that I am doing something fruitful in life, to make plans on what to achieve next year, pay my bills, eat outside when I want to , shop mindlessly, gift my friends and family with all the goodies, drive to some place - called office - in the morning, wear nice clothes, meet my office friends, have tea with them , do charcha, think about numerous start-up ideas, annul them and yet get back to work :).  "

By the time she finished we both were laughing our heart out,  not realizing we made 20-25 rotis. Thanking babaji that he has given us something to complain about, we silently listened to the Granthi reading The Gurbani:

ਝ ਮਨ ਮੇਰਿਆ ਤੂ ਸਦਾ ਰਹ ਹਰਿ ਨਾਲੇ ॥ (O my mind, remain always with the Lord.)

ਹਰਿ ਨਾਲਿ ਰਹ ਤੂ ਮੰਨ ਮੇਰੇ ਦੂਖ ਸਭਿ ਵਿਸਾਰਣਾ ॥ (Remain always with the Lord, O my mind, and all sufferings will be forgotten.)