:-) Dining with the Executives….

It’s a silver screen burlesque where ventriloquists come in with their companions in mickle number of fourgon to halt in front of 5-7 star rated restaurants, the concierge opens the door for them to come out and take the keys to park.
They enter the restaurant with high dignity and god knows what sort of confidence to dine, of course..
But a big pause…. It even happens in reality. No no no man am not exaggerating. The most stupefying thing about private sector global organizations is their lifestyle… I must say, am in love with it 
Yesterday was my 4th fortuity to dine with elegant executives at a 5 star tavern, and believe me with all kinds of steaming thoughts that choke my head while such extravagant happenings, it was a grandeur rendezvous. Starting with my perplexed notions, of where to take my seat in the vehicle, the gentlemen took their’s at the back leaving place for me in the front (the corporate etiquette to respect a lady, gosh I was the one ). The GPRS routing of the place, indeed techie technology.
And then the halt of 7 cars in a row in the portico, the concierge opening the doors bla bla… Trust me it feels dignified. Starting with the starters, you do need to have perfect p’s and q’s of dining –
• Have little (don’t even dare try to be edacious, you are not in a north Indian wedding)
• Use forks,knives and spoons( but don’t bang them)
• Speak softly in a humble manner
• Do not create a mes or spill any drop of cuisines
• And finish on time (come’on buddy you aren’t at your home before that couch-potato)
Ahh a lot to keep in mind. I do follow them as was taught all these when was just a kid of 12.
Drinks and cuisines and sumptuous aura…… A simple wow…… Try once you would feel you are someone with an identity, and this this this izzz the lifestyle I was talking bout……..

@Thank you my org, my team, my manager for making me feel esteemed.

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That “Someone”……

There are times in everyone’s life when we feel the urgency of someone. Someone so important to us, who would come and hug whispering the simplest yet ambrosial words- Hey don’t worry and smile, am there for you!
Even I have felt for the times I lack confidence, for the times I shiver and try to pull up, for the times I really feel perplexed and neurotic at situations……
Actually this started when I had just a Rs.10 note in hand and a long way to drive, struggling from alley to highways in thirst of making my life worth. I needed someone on whom I can rest upon.
Then God gifted me with a wonderful MNC to work with, I always knew am not made for a life to cry and go on. Time changed, and I became the backbone of my family, a family of 4 ladies who have always thrived for a backbone. Dad, I needed you. That “someone” was you at all those moments.
I realize that I am someone for many, but have no one for me. Mumma and sisters do bestow in debt love, but I needed the shoulders I can rest my head upon and close my eyes.
I sooner became a person who attends meetings with global officials, who wears formals and is a condign member of a multinational company, who pays rent, who has bought a new fridge on my own stance, who is planning for new establishments for making a living, who has made lease agreements with all sorts of judicial drudgery, who has registered for gas connection in my own name, who has various debit and credit cards with bank account escalating on every 25th of each month, who is responsible enough to keep things at its own place at home, clean up the home, prepare cuisines, shopping for siblings and mumma, planning for elder sister’s marriage, etc etc…. And then when the dusk is at my doorstep, I look at the Stygian sky with scintillating stars that blues my eyes in search of that someone I really crave for…….
I really miss that someone in my life who is actually staunch…… Wish God would send an Angel…