Saturday, April 17, 2010

Laziness Redefined.

The dictionary defines holiday as a break or a time off from the maddening schedules. All of us enjoy long holidays once in a while, it gives us a chance to go on a vacation, visit folks, spend time with friends and basically laze around.


And the same dictionary defines lazy as being idle, indolent and lethargic. When you are on a holiday you laze around, when you are lazy – you start twiddling your thumbs.


When both of them come together – you are on your way to Madness City.


I seriously can’t believe that I was the girl who wailed from the roof-top about not been given enough holidays, I was miffed when the college mocked a 7-day off, calling it vacation! Now, I’m the same girl who terribly misses the grind.


The day after my exams got over, I decided to spend time “fruitfully”. I can’t stay put for too long, and I had chalked out sensible plans to kill time, too bad that none of them worked. With each passing day, I started missing the grind more and more. I would’ve happily agreed to attend more marketing and finance classes in lieu of sitting at home and staring at the walls.


The holiday period wasn’t entirely free, but it was when compared to the madness that we had been through in the last 1.5yrs. I had a project to finish up. Apart from that there was nothing much on the cards. As time passed by; I become lazier by the day. So lazy, that I could actually give Sid from Wake up Sid a run for his money. At least Sid took pictures of his feet, lying on the bed. I’m too lazy to pick up mobile and click a picture.


It’s been four long months – I’d sound really idealistic if I call this period a much deserved break.


What has come out of this break is – laziness. And my mom calls me that every morning, I won’t be surprised if she decided to replace sandy with lazy.

My day starts with yoga at 6.30, then I come back home read the papers, have breakfast, prepare lunch, do some reading about the project or read through Afaqs. I laze around, then have lunch, laze around again and then hit the gym in the evening. The laze around time is usually filled with gossiping over the phone, reminiscing about wasted time and opportunities, how lazy I’ve become and a lot of other random things.


I’m not crying out loud, but the void in me so consuming that a feeling of helplessness creeps over me.


I planned to get myself a library membership – the library next door had an overdose of mills and boons on their racks and that annoyed me. I have my friend's Bourne Series on my table, and I have not been able to rekindle that reading habit which the god-damned MBA took away.


I have 4 fresh glass pieces and I haven’t started painting on even one of them. I'll make it more interesting, I still haven't finished a friend's birthday gift which I started off sometime in December. There is a brand new black cloth, and I wanted to do some fabric painting. And none of these have materialised! My only activities worth mentioning through the day are – yoga, cooking, and gymming. I’ve cleaned my room thrice in the last four months, and the last time was when I had friends coming over.


If you still don’t agree that I’ve become lazy – here is more proof. It has taken me 4 days to transfer this draft from the word doc to the blogger page.


Peace out.


PS: Oh God, if you are reading this, please help me find a job ASAP. Boredom is becoming too much to handle.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Alternate Career Options

The topic sounds rather weird, but I think with my job hunting efforts proving to be futile, the title is fully justified. Before you get down to dispense your valuable advice, I’d like to tell you that all izz well. Not quite fully, but in parts yes.

This is my take on alternate career choices that I can make use of if I don’t get a job by the end of May. I will find a job, and I keep chanting “I will find a job by the end of May every morning”, 108 times to be precise. It makes me feel bloody good; it gives you some psychological respite if not anything else. The choices listed below are my own, and I may not pursue any of them as a serious career option, nevertheless, it’s all in jest.

Power Yoga Instructor: You are not laughing now. Ok? I’ve been an assistant yoga teacher for 3 months now. I’m no exponent, but I can handle a class of 8-10 people, and this sounds like a decent option. Let’s face it, the Yoga Guru hardly comes to class- say once a week, and the other 5days are handled by me. I considered starting off something similar to Rocket SalesCorp like in Rocket Singh, but the idea has been shelved for now.

Foodie Guide or let’s say- cookery show host. High hopes? It’s ok, it is my blog and I write whatever I want. If there is one thing I love doing when I’m at home, it has to be cooking. I really don’t have the patience to place it in a nice serving bowl and blog about it. So I take solace in cooking and stuffing it into the guinea pigs at home and don’t forget the unassuming friends, who trust your cooking abilities more than you do. I can work on this, write lots of cook books, upload videos on youtube and become famous!

English Teacher: My blood boils when I see the language being mutilated in various forms. I get majorly freaked out when people don’t give a damn about bad writing or speaking. I’ll probably enrol for a course conducted by the British Council, become a certified English Teacher, go to schools and colleges and teach kids to speak properly. If I make a difference in the lives or in this case the language of a handful of kids, I will attain Moksham. What’s more rewarding than having a bunch of grown up kids saying something like “I speak lovely English today because of my English teacher back in school”?

Chocolate Taster: I read about this ages back, and I would surely love to be one. The love for chocolate runs in the blood, and I will do anything to taste it. And I have a request; I’ll need super powers in this case- to make sure the amount of chocolate consumed does not affect me or my waistline.

Astrologer: There is an astrologer aunty who stays 3 blocks away, and she’s been looking for an assistant for a long time now. I should probably put in a request, become her disciple and learn the tricks of the trade and once I’m proficient enough I can branch out on my own. And this way I can predict the future of gullible people who have faith in my predicting abilities. If you want me to dream really high, I’d say – I want to be the next Bejan Daruwala.

And if none of these work out, there’s always Dad’s company! Ask me what do you know about Chartered accountancy or auditing or even basic accounts. I’ll draw a blank there, but hey, you study mechanical englineering and you don’t really know all about automobile mechanics. Same applies to the company owned by the dad. I can do business development for him. And the best part about this is – I can get to the top of the ladder right away. There isn’t any hierarchy in any case.

It’s 10.30 in the night, and this is all I’ve been able to come up with. Go ahead and add more. I need more options to survive another 2 months at home.

Cheers :)