Hello after a long time ........

Date: 4^th October 2007

Place: Baghban, Nawan Nagar, Dist. Panchkula, Harayana.

Greetings blog,

I know we are having a tetete after a real long time, but it is always nice to start from where we had left once, sooner or later some time.

So here is Yours Truly sitting all by himself at the restaurant, waiting for ‘The Baghban’ esteemed customers to show up for lunch and make me rich …Hahahahahahahaha or on second thoughts. …Hoooooohahahahahahaha the traditional ‘EVIL – LAUGH ’.

Of late, I have, discovered two alternate routes to the restaurant from home, not only these routes shorten the journey but also save me from the wrath of Pinjore Traffic Jam but since every thing has pros and cons, the main hassle faced by me is, the path (read as the ‘road’ followed by me, where the aforesaid is totally or partially non existent at places) to be followed is yet to be constructed and for the major part of the travel, I have to drive through a dry river bed (sounds adventurous, doesn’t it ??, trust me it is, for further details keep reading…patience pays …hmmmmm) the concept of street lightening is totally non existent through out the so called short cut and if you are lucky enough, you may get to see an Indian mongoose, cobra, krait or even a wild boar and enough storks as you drive along the corn and ‘charri’(read fodder) crops and cross through the seasonal chows of water for the destination proclaimed as ‘home sweet home’. Well all this does actually make you feel at home in nature’s lap and you thank the almighty God for the abundant beauty bestowed upon us and just then one look at your car tyres, turns the table, the path takes its toll on the car and that’s the catch. L Both my cars need new tyres…. is some one listening.

At the moment I am in my office (read as the 25X30sq feet, 50 seater restaurant hall extendable to 1 acre lawns included...lolz) the sales are low big time …WHY ??? I know not. They say this is the lean period let’s hope it gets over soon. The positive thing is that now I can get the staff do other jobs such as the lawn maintenance, setting up of solar lights (we are the first in the industry to come up with the concept if solar (en) lightening.), cleaning jobs along with pending repairs, etc etc …blah blah. The food at the restaurant is not bad at all, especially the Kadhai Paneer along with Butter Naan and Dal Makhni combo meal tastes nothing less than mana dew. We have our own kitchen garden where we grow Radish, Spinach, Mustard, Onions, Garlic, Potatoes, Green chillies and enough of other leafy grub.

Everything may seem to be in place but there are miles to go before I sleep.

Peace

Inderjeet

Ahmedabad traing days ......................... A blast from the past

Well at times we (or at least I do) wonder why do we have a power cut when we get to the best part of the movie, any ways keeping my own exclusive self proclaimed ramblings apart here are series of events (both eventful and uneventful, of course) I have been up to lately

My day (the weekends) are jumpstarted around 8 in the morning with the sahayaks trying hard to wake me up (I just love to sleep these days) and what follows is a bath and getting ready followed by a nutritious breakfast of milk and cornflakes along with 4 slices of bread (with butter or jam, though I generally prefer butter), I have a DR (an army dispatch rider) waiting to escort me to the Sakar-2 building (err…. my present office) at 9, my mode of transportation is an Enfield (standard black model) on which I ride as the pillion, pity I cant drive army vehicles(sigh! Guess it does pay to be an Army man, guess all those ads being showed by the media are not a farce). I reach the T.C.S. A’ bad (read as Ahmedabad) reception somewhere around 9:15 and mark up my attendance in the trainee register (I am the only trainee in the morning shift 7 am – 3 pm, so much for being punctual ;-)) Well after two coffee breaks and one lunch break and of course some classified typing, it is time for me to wind up things, after a series of hand shakes I find my self on the ground floor at the main exit.

The aforesaid events are followed by a brisk walk session (around 2-3 kilometers) till the Lal Darwaza bus stand and from here I board the bus (route 102 or105) subject to their availability, this journey costs me a ‘fair enough’ (This phrase has been added to my vocabulary courtesy Mr. Anuj Bhardwaj, thank you) Rs.6/-, well another half a kilometer of brisk walk brings me home (home is where the heart lives i.e. House No. 36, Phase-IX, Mohali Punjab India 160059.)

“Hi honey I am home”

And then I realize “Hey, I aint married yet”(A PJ indeed ;-)), what follows next is slumber, I wake up yawning around 6:30(pm that is IST, hello! I am still very much in India), savour a soup (corn, spinach or cream of onion) or cold coffee (not bad) and then if you ask me, “What have you been up to?” will always get the same answer “ Me watchin teeveeeeeeee”, Yes, I have been addicted to the idiot box and have never missed any movie(s) especially the ones on HBO. Well, the dinner is served at 9 pm sharp and then I am glued back to the idiot box, till the wee hours till the essence of sleep encapsulates me within its realms. And then, its time to get up again.

Well this is the story at my end.

Peace

Jeet

A post retrieved from the lost dunes of time…

Well, I came across this small paragraph authored by me during my short stint in Ahmedabad. This was lying in my laptop (read IBM 380ED ThinkPad).

P.O.R.N.

People Of the Republic of Nigeria…lol

Now that’s exactly I have been spending my day lately making stupid PJs and then laughing all by myself on them. Life has become a bit too monotonous I am sick of oscillating between Camp Hanuman and TCS Office at Sakar-II. Any ways true to its name, the Camp Hanuman (The 17guards esp.) is truly a celibate paradise and the opposite sex species are no where to be found in a radius of fare enough length, guess some places are named just the right way.

Bye for now.

Inderjeet Singh Sodhi