And Friday means Happy day. It is a norm. Unless you’re the really depressing sorts who don’t like any day of the week, even Saturday mornings. Or if you have a meeting every scheduled for every Friday evening, and which has a scheduled start time but no end time, and wherein the agenda is usually ripping apart each individual for the all the things he’s failed do over the week. In that case you’re just unlucky. And allowed to dislike Friday.
So I am going to be happy today. I am not the dont-like-any-day-of-the-week kind; I love Friday nights and Saturday mornings and Saturday evenings and Sunday mornings. I hate Sunday evenings and the rest of the days of the week, but that’s not being depressing, that’s being normal. And I no longer have meetings on Friday evenings.
And I am not too busy even. New job’s kept me pretty busy till now, but today is good. I am actually waiting for a third party, who I have no control on, to send in work, and sercretly hoping they never do. Comeon, we are already like half done with the day. So I am sipping hot, sweetened lemon tea and typing this post out, glancing outside the window to my right once in a while to check out the surprisingly pleasant weather, this being Hyderabad, and February, and 2 in the afternoon. And it is not cloudy even. I do wish that I was on a floor higher than the 8th though, which is where I currently am. But that is not happening for sure, and in fact, there are talks of moving to a whole new building, and I have heard people utter terms like 2nd floor, 3rd floor etc. So we are just going further down I assume. And God knows if it’s going to be half as pretty, my seat, and I really hope it is next to a window.
So new place has been good to me so far. Thing is, it is a completely different industry, and so there is a drastic change in the type of population thatsurrounds me today. Type and size both. Oh, one thing remained as is. At my old job, I used to get weird looks from people around me when I would leave for home each day. And I still get those. Only there, it was a ‘ Oh-my-God-she’s-leaving-at-9PM-when-the-day’s-just-begun’ look then, and now it is more of a ‘Oh-my-God-it’s-6PM-the-sun’s-gone down-and-she’s-not-leaving-yet’ look. Heh. What to do.
Ok, since this is a haphazard post any which way, let us now get into the reigning favorite tracks. I am no different from the world, so ofcourse we have to mention ‘Delhi-6’. Very nice, very varied, and very Rehman. While ‘Masakalli’ catches your attention immendiately, the others take some time to grow on you. When I say others., I mean ‘ Rehna Tum’. But my surprise fave from the album is the title track! I don’t know why, but I found it awesome, and even before the video released. Waiting for the movie to release now. And then ‘Luck By Chance’. ‘Sapnon se Bhare naina’ stands apart ofcourse. But here we have a surprise fave again! ‘Pyar ki daastaan’, a very regular slow romantic number, which doesn’t need a video to make you visualise the trees and flowers and a couple running around. But, it is actually a nice song. And. here’s the clincher. It has been sung by Amit Paul! Don’t say who Amit Paul, please. Ok, say it. For your information, he is the guy, who did not win the Indian Idol contest last year. Lost in the finals. In an extremely unfair vote out. Though he was undoubtedly the best. So I am happy for him; and the song.
Hmmm, and read Almost Single, by Advaita Kala. It is an ok-ok Indian chicklit book. But then, I find anything in that genre only OK-OK, now that I have read The Zoya Factor. I mean seriously, Anuja Chauhan just ruined all the light chicklit books, authored by Indians, that I was looking forward to reading. Damn. I guess she can make up, by like, writing another one of the sort? Huh?
Now, we’ve moved on to our second cup of lemon tea for the day. And we just got some awful news. That from Monday, we would be travelling an unnecessary illogical additional 6-7 kilometeres to and from work each day (which I hate and can’t stand but have to accept anyway) and also be at the receving end of dirty looks from people who get off the cab after me for having contributed to 2 of the extra kilometers (which I shouldn’t really bother about, but actually I do, but will continue to show as if I don’t for the sake of the ego. Whatever)
But I am still going to be happy today. Because the weather’s pleasant. And it is 3PM. And the lemon tea is kinda nice, a little too sweet, but nice. And there is still no update on the work. And ofcourse, the thing that started it all.