You Are Height No...

Yes, this is the compliment I received when I visited the Bank. And yes, the meaning of the title of this post indicates that I am TALL...As the banker was shorter than me, he requested me to open the cupboard since I AM HEIGHT NO!!!

For the information of my dear readers, I STAND TALL at 160 cms... and am happy that atleast one person says that I am HEIGHT NO..that no one will ever bother to comment on my weight is another matter since there is nothing good to talk about it..

Advance New Year Wishes to all from the sitting Punch and the tall Timepass..

A moment of Glory

A decade ago, a young girl who had just written her Final year degree exams applied for a job in an MNC and got the job. A training session was held for 3 months and this was where the girl came to know that she was among the two people who had yet to graduate!, all others being PG holders. The girl felt very insecure amongst so many highly qualified people and at the same time felt nice to be sitting with such people. Most of the colleagues were polite and good to her but somehow she felt that some of them felt bad that they are made to attend sessions with an ordinary not yet graduated girl. The Production Manager was a very rude and strict person who used to spare no words to scold the trainees if they performed badly.

One day an assignment of preci writing was given to the trainees. When the alloted time was over and the answer sheets were evaluated, the manager came in as usual to announce the results. He was looking very very angry and he had the sheets in his hand. He picked out two sheets and called out the names written on the sheets, the first sheet belonging to the girl whom we are talking about. Needless to say, the girl started trembling and waiting for what the manager was going to say. The manager kept quiet for a couple of moments as if done deliberately to increase the girl's tension, she had by now prepared herself mentally that her job is gone.. and that she does not deserve to be among so many highly qualified double graduates and MBA's.

Finally the manager broke his silence to say.." Except for these two, the rest (answer sheets) are crap".. The girl just could not believe what she heard..After a minute, the manager said that this young girl is the higher scorer among the two. And he left immediately murmuring something...Immediately, all trainees pounced upon the answer sheet of the girl to see what was so special in it..The evaluator later said that only this girl and another trainee understood the true meaning of preci writing, the others just rewrote the paras again without reducing the size of the para.

P.S Yes, the girl mentioned above is ME ME ME..Now before I am the recipient of ur eggs/tomatoes/anything else...here I end this (silly) post..

Nowadays...

I read the newspaper for the day after the next day arrives..( I mean at the stroke of midnight)

I eat..no no gobble up whatever little food crumbs come my way..

I do not know what is happening in the world or even my apartment..who has the time..

I have forgotten that something called an afternoon nap really exists


all thanks to sweet Punch...who keeps me on my toes all the time...

P.S: So I realise that I am a successful beggar after all..I manage to get 6 comments from 5 readers for my previous post!!

Inflation ka asaar..

Yes Inflation is attacking me everywhere so much that I am getting fewer comments for my posts. Not that I used to get a dozen comments before, atleast a couple of comments would come my way from generous readers.. I know I blog very irregularly now and comment on very few other blogs, is that the reason? Is it that the posts I write are faltu and useless and everyone exits the screen cursing me??
Arre janta janardhan mujhpe meherbani karo..