Thursday, June 25, 2009

The Shinchan in her


Chit chats in office are my favourite. It gives me the zeal to get back to my workstation.

The other day a friend of mine came to me and we actually started with discussing one of our brands. A dummy was kept aside that reminded her of how as a kid in school she was taught to make a drum (dhaak).

Then she went onto telling me a series of incidents from her childhood. Frankly I found them hilarious. Her family members would literally tear their hair when my friend would go around the house beating the drum she made herself. (…it’s like literally beating her own drum!)

She observed exactly how her grandfather would lie on the bed for a nap in the afternoon. She would go and stick a chewing gum exactly at that position. When her grandfather would get up in the evening he actually would get up with the entire bed cover stuck onto him.

Sitting next to him watching TV she would suddenly pour chilled water on her grandfather’s lap from a bottle she had been holding on for some time.

The most hilarious thing I found was when she said as a kid she was quite short and she found the cows in her backyard quite scary when she stood in front of them. Once when she was up to her usual mischief her mother picked her up and put her in the tub from which a cow eats. Finding a kid in the tub instead of his usual food the cow found it quite strange which got it closer to her. She said it was a horrifying experience for her to see the cow’s head bending towards her with its jaws moving up and down.

Listening to her I now miss being a naughty kid. It’s fun being mischievous I am sure. it's fun being a Shinchan at heart!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Always on a lookout


Off late I was getting a headache every evening. After procrastinating for long I finally decided to visit the doc. With every lens the doc slipped into the frame for checking I confused him more and more with what my actual reading was.
I got so fed up with it that I started mugging up the letters they would ask me to look from at a distance and read. The doc would call his assistant and shout at her as to how every time she is giving a different reading to the doc. So I finally decided to cooperate and the doc told me I have cylindrical power.
I got my glasses in less than a week. But hated wearing them and had already decided to take contact lens. The doc said I would have to go for rigid and not soft lens due to the kind of power I have.
He said I have to come for regular sittings for trials with the lens. There I met this lady who taught me the tricks of the trade.
We got talking every evening. I had to leave office early every day. During the trials my phone would surely ring at least once. One day she asked me so where do you work?
The moment I said for an ad agency she enquired if there’s a vacancy for her. I was quite surprised thinking why would an eye specialist want to shift to an ad agency? Her expressions said it all.
I wondered the frustration was so high that an eye specialist was ready to move onto an ad agency or is it the love for the industry?