Shifting

Okay here I go…my room is in a mess, clothes and toys spread everywhere, suitcases crammed and boxes packed. No I am not lazy but I am shifting to my new apartment. My mom says tomorrow is a good day to shift; she must have consulted some local psychic as she always does for every little thing. Well I still don’t have any idea how do I go about it. I have been calling everyone on my contact list for help. I am glad to have got four of my guy friends to help me with the shifting. Oh yes my uncle has gladly volunteered to give me his hilux for a day and I am very grateful for the timely help.
Phew the thought itself has started tiring me but at the same I am very thrilled with the idea that I am to get settled in to my new apartment, all by myself. It has got two cozy rooms with a very cute living room and I am just too excited to do the interior decorations.
But I know I am going to miss my old flat and more over my very lively roommate. I am going to miss the crazy stupid stuffs we did as roomies. Those prank calls we made when we were bored and the act of innocence we put on the next day and of course the way we used to cover up for each other if anyone of our people were around for anything which might otherwise annoy them. Those late night movies we used to watch. The movies varied from horrors, comedy to romantic depending on our moods. Horror movies would end up scaring us so much that we used to go to the bathroom hand in hand chanting the basic mantras we know. And crying for no reason if it is a very emotional movie we are watching and later laughing at each other making fun of the smudged eye liners smeared all over our face. Guess what I am already missing the moments.
Excitement is in the air we breathe. My princess as cute as always has all her toys neatly packed and I tell you she is the most excited amongst all of us to go to a new neighborhood. My sis another excited soul had her stuffs packed weeks ago and my nanny has been bombarding me with all those how, when and what...phew…and my lovely neighbors have planned a farewell for me tomorrow. I am just too excited!!!

PS: I am already planning my housewarming!

My temper

I have a way with my temper, I seem to lose it every now and then for no great reason. More over these days I seem to lose it more over and over again. Music usually helped me but these days music have started having the conflicting effect. It simply goaded me and aggravated the situation more. I hate it when my phone rings more so when it is from a wrong number. I just get the urge to scream at the other end “check your number @@##$%%”….I hate when someone comes along with a chewing gum in her mouth chewing away to glory, the exasperating bursting sound it made. I know they meant no harm but still it gets to my nerve.
This morning I lost my temper with my princess, my daughter and send her crying to school. And god she had exams at school. I was revising her lessons when she could not remember a single thing of what was taught yesterday. That simply set me off. I hate it myself for what I did. Then my mom called after to ask her if they should confirm baby’s school admission down there with them. They have been calling me several times on this issue. As bad as my mood was, I was in no frame of mind to discuss this issue at least not today so I simply retorted back saying “mom can we talk this some other time”. Well, my mom after all, (I must have taken after her) she simply fumed over this and started shouting for no good reason. Well I very well understand that my parents wish for her to be with them and I am also very aware of the fact that my baby would be very happy with her grand parents. They pamper her too much; she leads a life of a princess with them no wonder my parents have nicked her princess. She is indeed a princess to them. Sometimes I wonder if ever I was given the same treatment as a child, even my sister too for that matter (Ahem I am not jealous). There was an instance when all of us including my dad were made to sit at the back of the car, squeezed just because princess did not wanted anyone in the front seat. Imagine my mom was actually shouting at us “get in the back and let her be comfortable.” We were literally squeezed for that entire 20 KM journey. Princess has also been insisting on going and studying there but I still have to give a second thought on this.
At work nothing has been better either. The stacked up papers on my table and the phone calls are simply making me go crazy. Don’t be surprised if you hear me talking to myself one of these days. It simply means that I am skirmishing a way out and I have no one to blame but my temper, my rage.
PS: I have to make sure that I get hold of a big chocolate for my princess today, I need to say sorry. And to my mom too! Pray!

In the Philippines

After much hue and cry of the budget thing in my office, I finally got my training in the Philippines approved and confirmed. It was 5th March 2009 and my first official trip outside the country. I was too excited. Five of us were going to the same training institute. Three of them were from the GNH commission and one from the same Ministry. So five of us all set to embark on a trip we were looking forward to so much. I was glad I had a lady friend and more so that we went to the same college. So 7th of March we flew to BKK but I dreaded my next flight. Four of my companions were on the same flight earlier then me and unfortunately my accounts people back in the office booked me on a different flight. Phew…imagine my plight when my friends left me all alone in the BKK airport. My flight was only after two hours. I bought a sim card, recharged it and tried calling my people back home…just 5 minutes and my phone went dead…expensive call rate huh!!..grrr…had almost an hour to kill…I did not go around for the fear that I might get lost and never find the way back…well this wasn’t my first time there, I had been there on my own before but this was the first time I was alone. What if I missed the flight??? For once I even wished I should not have come!!!
Finally I heard the call for my flight…I checked in without much difficulty and people were very friendly around. I let out a sigh of relief when I saw the sign board with my name at the Philippines airport and my friends were there too waiting. I even made one very good friend on the flight who in the process even told me her deepest secrets and her love story. We are still in touch!
Philippines was beautiful…even more beautiful were the people. After every session, we would head to the city; shopping or not shopping we were there every day in the city. It was so much fun and I had just two weeks for all the fun. And I met three most wonderful people in the institute. Danica who at first seemed to be a very serious girl, who just smiled and was done but I got friendly with her as time passed. I found out that she was sweet, frank and very very loveable. Kael, a very shy and quiet guy but very sweet too. I still remember how he would address me in the class “Miss choki”…well I didn’t get to spend much time with this guy but it was after I got back here that we really got to know each other. And lastly Paul, another sweet guy who always had something to tease us everyday and who would never do without a cigarette. Well the three of them, the most wonderful people I met on my trip to the Philippines and the ones who made my stay there a very unforgettable one. I thank you all for the lovely memories which I shall cherish all my life and I hope I will get to meet you some day.
Philippines indeed was very beautiful and the two weeks passed by so fast that before I knew, it was time to pack off. As much as I wanted to be home, I was not really ready to say good bye too soon but I had to...duty call you know. But the memories shall be edged in my heart forever.

“Salamad Po”...meaning “Thank you” in their language… they taught me