Showing posts from December, 2009

Atma Katha 3

In laws were against the match. Mother in law gave him a lot of grief.More so because her elder son had married a german.
I took him to Dhanbad after telling my parents. They liked him. Mom expected a zango disco type husband whom I d choose . SO her concern was he is too simple for you. Dad gave him a 10. My Grandmother, who is no more, also met him and liked him. We had a get together for all my cousins at home.
Then of course the in laws trauma started and continued right up to the wedding. After a year and half at Raheja, I was offered the position of Director of Sales at le Meridien. It was a new hotel in Mumbai and with a great salary and perks. I had heard that the bosses were bad but the money and position was too good to pass up. One and half years of roller coster ride had begun. Work was great but the politics was greater. No rules no discipline. just run on whims and fancies of a few. Learnt a lot. Was pregnant when they asked me to go in a very nice manner. I had served my…

Atma Katha 2

Actually story mein spice daalne ke chakkar mein , Main spouse ke baare mein likhna bhool gayee thi.
So Jaideep is this quiet suave guy who just talks work with me. Never strayed beyond that. When i was about to change my job, the fear that he is a client I work for went away. I used to seek his advice for the kind of job etc. I was going alone to Bangkok on my first holiday abroad and he was so encouraging. When I quit my job at the Oberoi finally we became friends. He did his BE electronics from VJTI , Mumbai. Then he went for his MBA to IIM A . One never hears him talk about all that. Thank God one bragger per family is enough. We used to swim together every evening after work and then I d usually walk with him to churchgate before he left for home. Jaideep has one brother in Germany. He is married to a German and they have 3 adorable children.
At Raheja, I was the boss and my team members had to visit him for business. It was a bit funny. Now this was the time, both are folks want…

Atma Katha

Here I go on my Atma Katha. Since I have just finished reading Indira by Katherine Frank, I know all about autobiographical writing. Life mein juice ho na ho, life story toh mazedaar likhni chahiye.

Sophia college - 11and 12th std with science. First time in hostel. I was totally scandalised by everything. Then settled down to become he:). College I changed to Economice, Stats and philosophy. Did very well. Majored in philosophy. Was the university rank holder - 20th got a scholarship. Awards in college for best student.Used to do very well in maths right thru got 100 also. It is because the standard in Maharashtra for SSC or 10th std is very very low. Hostel was good fun, super friends, lots of masti, visit to 1900s and Cellars. Learnt a bit about the birds and the bees. Amazing relatives were a great support too.
Moved to Sophia Polytechnic for Travel & Tourism as MA in philosophy would not get me a job. Course was good but did not like the hostel though in the same compound.



'New post' even the word scares. New relationships scare me. New nuances in old relatiomships are scary too. New clothes- I take long to wear them. New jewellery- I take not so long to wear it. New Gizmos- I never want to start. It is just the "wanna be"in me which keeps me a bit aware or updated. Otherwise I think new news has no use for me.
At the same time, I am some one who is constantly talking of giving up the old things, clothes, knick knacks, pictures,sheets, mugs, bags etc. Old wounds are also a part of this de cluttering process. Then how come one word from a friend and a laugh from a family member brings back all the hurt of fifteen twenty years? I was not even present that this existed within me. So much pain of my youth and childhood I am carrying with me and not even aware. In a fraction of a second, the cool calm collected Parul is transported to the scene of tears and betrayal of trust. Right now ,I am angry with myself. Everytime, I think I have heal…

My relationship with money

Just could not bring myself to write more on money. On marriage, money was double but I experienced lack in my mind. We were earning and saving more, but there was no time to enjoy that wealth. Going to the parlour was also such an effort. It was like there was no time to spend that money. Work, work and more work. These are totally my feelings , I am sure the husband may have a different view on it.

Then when I quit working, I was not missing the money but the power the job had with it. Then struggle with power started or may be it was always there. Suddenly I was guilty of eating fruits thinking my Hubby works so hard the whole day and how can I eat without him or spend on myself. Like I said these were thoughts at that point of time. It does not mean, I was spending , buying or eating less. End of the day, we do not remember what we ate, spent, bought etc just how we felt at that point of time.
After Devika turned two I got that it is all ours. Till then it was that my child will tu…