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Offo- of lost books and sprained foot -Offo

To be philosophical about lost things is to go back to Cohelo's Alchemist. Sometimes the thing is right  in front of us yet we search the whole world looking for it. It could be happiness or it could be an assignment. I lost my cool, my peace of mind all because I just could not find the assignment papers. Suhita saw my predicament and said " Chinta koro na -shob theek hoye jaabe ! " till I declared " Tor PPTTC paper hariyechi!!!!" and immediately there was transference of tension with a shrill  cry of "Shekiii?" I had an entourage searching the office on a "chirooni tallashi" cos the candidate was one of our trouble makers ! I decided on my age old tukki of "hala shaheber giththa"- he actually finds all things lost-from pendrives ot lost child ! As I was tying the knot Suhita came back with a hurried advice "Hold your breath!" and I held and almost forgot to let go :-) But in five minutes I found the packet on my desk- miraculously....maybe it was there all along and I just missed it cos like I said......you do not see the obvious at times. But again Hala saheb was the savior -no doubt !

2-States was a nice feel good movie- an old world M&B story packaged prettily in India ! It had it's moments of high voltage melodrama , cultural dichotmy, love in the times of cut throat competition and technicolor romance to die for :-) !!
And  I always end up being in the middle of a drama - one of our trainees dropped a wooden bench on my foot and the next thing I heard was " You foot is looking like aloo !!!" And it did ... Sangeeta got me some ice and it saved my life and my foot ! Luckily there was no fracture....the Doc said the quality of my bones is exceptionally good...which made Bhaskar comment about my genes ! And it had had nothing to do with my parents this time :P 
And the day reminded that sometimes the run on the mill predictions come true too- Like this one ....
When you're having a bad day, you have a choice. You can complain and gripe and dwell on the misery, or you can let go of it and look for the good, and maybe, just maybe, even laugh about it.
And I just did that !

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  1. Abhishikta25 April 2014 at 22:06

    Sappy Movies i love!!!
    And by this weekend you'll fine hopefully :)

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    1. amrita26 April 2014 at 08:01

      me too...and I enjoy them best with my girlfriends :P And the foot...yes hopefully !

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