Imagine this: Your shift started eight hours ago... its the last hour... before you get to go home. Isnt this last hour the happiest hour of the day at work??? Thats exactly how i am feeling. I have finally proved myself as a professional (not taking leave during election, working on sundays, travelling at odd hours, working for endless hours, following more than one story everyday) and now i am taking a break. The one i truly deserve after this back breaking, nerve wrecking work that has kept me occupied since the elections were declared.
I guess even Sonia Gandhi and LK Advani have got their much needed break. Its my turn now. For a few days... i am going away. Not telling anyone right now... where i am going. I love keeping secrets... :)
But i guess a few who read this blog already know where i am going. So while i take a small (well deserved break) hope you guys revel in the fact that even if not on break the weekend is right here. I will return to work on Wednesday.... till then... its time to shun the formals and get into skirts... :)
Goodbye till then.
Here i go.... tata
P.S: Some great fun filled things that have happened in the past week
- We (at Amul's place) have this netraprabha time. Kalpana Aunty puts these Netraprabha eye drops in our eyes... to beat the heat... they burn for the first couple of minutes. So the entire household sits with their eyes closed, writhing with the burning sensation in our eyes, only to have clear and cool feeling a few minutes later. Its called 'netraprabha' bonding time. :)
- I have finally discovered after 10 years why does amul HAVE to go to mumbai every 15 days. Her name is Mallishka.
- My friends - Anu and Anuja are hell bent on sending Amul and me for a honeymoon. (We dont plan to go anywhere) They want me to listen to them FOR ONCE. They both think that honeymoon is equal to getting a marriage certificate. Well Darlings... its not compulsory in this country. Amul and I are not going anywhere. We plan to get back to work and take a break later on. But Anu and Anuja refuse to accept this. God give them sense and me the strength to put that sense into their heads.
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