Cocktail Party!!!

Yesterday we had our Team Building event. Usually Team Buildings are events where you go out play some games in teams, have couple of drinks, lunch and you are done. But this time it was something different. This year’s team building activity was so much of fun. Guess what? We learned to make cocktails. 

We reached the venue at 12 noon. The venue was a rooftop party place and the view from the top was just awesome. So we were divided into team of 2. Then there was this guy who stood in front of us and demonstrated each cocktail recipe. First one was a Mojito. Believe me guys, cocktail making is an art. Though everybody made it with the exact same ingredients, it all tasted different. The rule of the game was that, after making the cocktail, you have to exchange it with your partner. That means you will end up drinking the cocktail that your partner made. Second cocktail that we made was Cosmopolitan. That was just divine. We were only supposed to make 2 cocktails but we ended up making too many. And of course, we ended up consuming all of it. Needless to say, we all were tipsy. Seriously, that was too much of fun.

The strange part was that, when we were leaving from office for the venue, we all girls had plans to just leave in the middle of the party and go for shopping. But only because it was so much of fun, we ended up being the last ones to leave the venue. 

Here are few photos of my Cocktail Party!!!!

I don’t….I hate you

“I don’t…I hate you”, and he cut the call.

Like any other day, I was chilled and relaxed even after attending to such emotional outburst. I have my own reasons. Because it has become a routine now.

Firstly, I am not at all emotional. So most of the times I fail to handle the emotions of others in an improper way. I get irritated when people behave so emotional and foolish without thinking practically. I never took any emotional decisions in my life ever. So I won’t be able to understand him completely. But still I decided to give it a try. Let me think from his point of view.

• He is madly in love with me
• He gets irritated because he can’t spend time with me because of the kind of job I am in
• He doesn’t want to be selfish and would never ask me to sacrifice my career
• He feel jealous when he sees others roaming around with their partners
• He hates to be alone and just go out of his mind when he misses me
• He is very impatient when we count down the days to meet again

So now the reason behind that “I hate you” was very simple. My travel back home is around the corner and he is getting impatient. I said “I love you” and he said, “I don’t…I hate you”

And I am going home!!!!

It’s just 25 days more. And I am finally going back home forever. It’s been a year now that I am staying away from my family. As someone rightly said, you have to break something to make something. So I had to choose between staying away from my family and building my career, I chose the latter. No regrets. I had great time learning.

Time literally fly and nobody knows it more than me. I have this count down running on my phone screen and when I started the count down, I remember it was 300 and something days left to go home. Today it shows 25 days. And I am sure the 25 days will fly. Because I will be busy with closing down my work and packing up and I will not have time to really sit and think “how many days left”

Of course I am excited that I am going home. But at some point of time I feel sad to leave the comfy life I have here. I actually love it here. I get a well-balanced personal-professional life. Early to work and early to bed. I start my day at 5:30am every day. I am at office at 6:30am. From my childhood I have always been a morning person. Even if it’s my final board exams, I always slept at 10pm sharp. But I got up as early as 3am to study. Because your brain is fresh in the morning and can work 3 times better than late night. Coming back to my routine. Once I am at office, I settle down first and then I make my tea. At sharp 8am, I have my breakfast. From 8:30am my colleagues starts coming in and the busy day starts from 9am with all meetings and discussions. I am off for a 30 minutes lunch break at 12 noon. Then get back to work and first coffee of the day at 3 pm and at 4 pm I pack up for the day.

I stay 5kms away from my workplace. So the drive is not that long.When I am home I eat some evening snacks and talk to my family. I will then watch few episodes of my favorite seasons or some YouTube videos. I start making dinner at 6. Since I live with couple of friends, I don’t have to do the entire cooking. I make one dish and the others will take care of the rest.

At 6:30 I hit the gym. I usually work out for 45 minutes. After shower, I head back home. I then spend some time with friends; we all eat dinner together, walks for some time. I then get back to my room and decide what to wear next day for work. I keep everything ready and I sleep at 10pm.

Now I will tell you why I wrote story about my routine. It’s just few more days left for me to go back to India. I am worried whether I will be able to follow this routine in India. Because my daily travel to and fro will take half of my life’s time. I can’t split my cooking and cleaning stuff like I do here since my husband works on a hectic schedule. Will I be able to work out and eat healthy? Will I have the same work culture and atmosphere? I don’t know. May be I will find a way out and make a plan. Let’s see. But as of now I am super-duper excited that I am going home. J J J

Hot and Sour Chicken Soup!!!!

And the Friday is here. I still can't believe how quick this week was. I still remember getting up on Monday morning and thinking whether to go to work or go back to sleep.

So I woke up today craving for something. Guess what?? Indian Chinese food. I want hot and sour chicken soup and noodles. There is a Chinese restaurant in the complex where I stay. The real authentic Chinese one. But I don't want that. The original Chinese food is so bland. Even if I ask them to make it spicy for me, it still can’t beat the Indian Chinese back in India.

The hot and sour chicken soup made in the Indian way. Wow....I still remember the times when I was in Bangalore. The moment I feel that I am getting cold which usually starts with a throat pain, I go to the nearest Chinese restaurant and order for a soup...And it really worked for me all the time. 

So now the question is, here in Johannesburg where can I get the Indian Chinese food. Can anybody help???

Something is wrong!!!

I was known for my pleasant personality. Because I always had this smiling face. But recently I hear people saying " you look sad", "you look depressed" "what's wrong with you" "are you alright my girl". Suddenly I too started feeling that something is wrong with me. What's wrong with me?

I think I am missing India. But I am not an emotional person. I always wanted a comfortable life. And life is too smooth here. Less population and no pollution. Very organized city. But somehow, I miss the madness of India. Those trains, rains, traffic, street foods...I wish I could just go back.

I recently started this habit of reading Indian newspapers online. Now a days that's the first thing I do in the morning. And that's keeping me so connected to India and maybe that's the reason I am longing to go back.

I hope the time will fly and December will come soon :)