Tagged With: abuse
All mixed up
Appu’s dance performance is over. She looked beautiful on stage. It was an honor to watch her performing. She was in the first row of the group and it was easy to locate her. Her grandmother and cousin were also there to watch her and she felt good that there was a ‘ family’ to witness … Continue reading
All for ‘a back’
In all these decades of my life on earth, I have not been able to understand the right path, the correct path, the correct mission. I have tried. But trying is just that, trying. Succeeding is everything. Money,power,name,fame drives everything. Even ‘sex’ is secondary. And in all this chaos, I guess the biggest drawback is … Continue reading
For all that is and all that is not
Have a meeting scheduled in Gurgaon today. There is always a lurking fear in face to face meetings with clients, specially the real estate guys. OK. Deep breath. suit up, boot up and show up. I could definitely hold the chair or the table in front of me and say the serenity prayer and get … Continue reading
Peace
I like the familiar sounds in the house. The whistle of the cooker, the pottering of the untensils,the filling of the water. It somehow symbolizes some stability, familiarity in an otherwise insecure world. As an enterpreneur, I have no idea what stability or a steady income would mean. As a single mother living in a … Continue reading
Looking good
Very important. In fact that is all that matters. The packaging. The turnover of the company should look good ( number crunching exercise with some manipulations thrown in for greater effect). Sometimes it can backfire like in the case of Satyam guys. I guess they went overboard with the manipulation. The turnovers were all fake. … Continue reading
Things vs people
The new accountant did not turn up today. We were able to pay part salaries ( something is better than nothing!). And we had to take the readings of two points near the airport and thankfully that got done. The sky was clear, the satellites signals reached the GPS and the job was done. Something … Continue reading
The economics of abuse
It is a quiet morning and I am feeling in control of the little aspects of my life, the cup of tea I can have, the flowers I can admire, the amount of milk to be bought, the vegetables to be cooked, the only events in my life over which I do have some say. … Continue reading
