When i say embarrassments, I didn't mean that somebody has seen me in my birthday suit when i was bathing or anything like that. But we all can have embarrassments even with out being exposed. I have lots of embarrassments in my life that still make me feel bad that they ever happened, while it may seem like nothing to you (If any of you ever read this!!). For example when my classmate/fren had a big fall when i pulled the desk from her back when she was about to sit; causing a lot of embarrassment for her and in turn for me (in what way for her, well i am not disclosing the details!!). It was such a loud sound with which she landed in the ground that till date I feel sorry that I ever did that. I was in class XII back then. Or me spilling coca cola on my aunt's bed when we had gone there and I was supposed to be secretive about the coca cola from aunt and their daughters (who were mourning the sad demise of their father!!). I was in class VII or VIII i guess. And then there ........ OK there are quite a few, but today I am going to write about my recent embarrassments in office.. my new office...
I have made a mallu friend here. Let us call her Krizz. I got to know her coz she was int he same project as mine, have been giving lift to her hostel if we used leave at similar timings or eating breakfast at times. So it happened with this friend of mine.
Like many characteristics I inherited from my parents, there is a habit of scribbling with the pen/pencil when I talk over the phone; just like my mom does. So I had a notepad and a pen with me when I got a call (in office). I was talking and parallel scribbling something over the notepad all the while. Just when I was done with the call, Krizz came and asked "Hey wats going on? You look sad. Were you missing me?" I said "come on, you of all!". She was just about to leave, when she (and me) observed what I had scribble over the notepad, It was her email address, scribbled all over the notepad. Few of them bolded by writing over and over again. So by any kids calculation, a guy writing a gals name (In my case email id!!) becomes a very much a case of "I FALLING FOR HER!!". Oh god man, this is gonna be there for a long time.
Next: She once read my blogs. And god knows how, liked few of them (I guess!!). So she asked me to write about her; a blog about her. I started that evening itself to write. But believe me, that is when i realized that i actually didn't know so much about her to write anything. So i stopped, coz i was facing a BLOGGER's BLOCK :(. I was being asked if wrote the blog or not. And the answer was NO for so long. So one evening while giving her a drop, just like any other day we started speaking about her appraisal. It was very less; it seems, for her. So thats when i thought that i got a matter (rather a short story!!) to write about her appraisal and finish the blog i was stuck with. I wrote in an enthusiastic way that evening. Within an hour the blog was uploaded and was forwarded to her. Next day she went through it and came with a a cold response. That was ok with me. But today, she came up to my cubicle and asked me to check my mail that she sent. I saw and "AW!!", it was the same story that i wrote for her. Yes i agree it was and INSPIRED story about a guy getting appraisal and trying to suicide. And now here i am, sitting and looked upon as a CHEAT, whose every word is a lie.
God, me and my embarrassments. Over the time many bad things look like good all memories, but not these i guess. :(
I have made a mallu friend here. Let us call her Krizz. I got to know her coz she was int he same project as mine, have been giving lift to her hostel if we used leave at similar timings or eating breakfast at times. So it happened with this friend of mine.
Like many characteristics I inherited from my parents, there is a habit of scribbling with the pen/pencil when I talk over the phone; just like my mom does. So I had a notepad and a pen with me when I got a call (in office). I was talking and parallel scribbling something over the notepad all the while. Just when I was done with the call, Krizz came and asked "Hey wats going on? You look sad. Were you missing me?" I said "come on, you of all!". She was just about to leave, when she (and me) observed what I had scribble over the notepad, It was her email address, scribbled all over the notepad. Few of them bolded by writing over and over again. So by any kids calculation, a guy writing a gals name (In my case email id!!) becomes a very much a case of "I FALLING FOR HER!!". Oh god man, this is gonna be there for a long time.
Next: She once read my blogs. And god knows how, liked few of them (I guess!!). So she asked me to write about her; a blog about her. I started that evening itself to write. But believe me, that is when i realized that i actually didn't know so much about her to write anything. So i stopped, coz i was facing a BLOGGER's BLOCK :(. I was being asked if wrote the blog or not. And the answer was NO for so long. So one evening while giving her a drop, just like any other day we started speaking about her appraisal. It was very less; it seems, for her. So thats when i thought that i got a matter (rather a short story!!) to write about her appraisal and finish the blog i was stuck with. I wrote in an enthusiastic way that evening. Within an hour the blog was uploaded and was forwarded to her. Next day she went through it and came with a a cold response. That was ok with me. But today, she came up to my cubicle and asked me to check my mail that she sent. I saw and "AW!!", it was the same story that i wrote for her. Yes i agree it was and INSPIRED story about a guy getting appraisal and trying to suicide. And now here i am, sitting and looked upon as a CHEAT, whose every word is a lie.
God, me and my embarrassments. Over the time many bad things look like good all memories, but not these i guess. :(
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