Today we had some application failure and everybody on the floor had great fun. We had drawing competition and mine looks the best. We had a nice pizza on the floor. We paid twenty Rs for each quarter. We had a coke too.
Present today were
Bindu, Preethu, Sandhya, Kavitha, Mehtab, Ashwini, Ashwathy, Patrick, akshay, sunil kumar gowda, venu sathya, Gowri shankar and abdul sathar.
We were engineers today for a while. We made paper rocket and plane. I made a lotus.
It was a lot of fun on the floor.
Saturday, 25 April 2009
Monday, 13 April 2009
Keeping fingers crossed
Today i am expecting my return visa. I have flown back and forth to Delhi already once and could not afford another trip hence have asked my friends brother to collect it for me. I am hoping and praying everything is fine. Waiting for the call from Delhi.
Afterwards i called my friends bro and realized that the FRRO officer has as usual instructed to come back on wednesday. If only the govt employee works i think the government will improve. God give them some brain.
Afterwards i called my friends bro and realized that the FRRO officer has as usual instructed to come back on wednesday. If only the govt employee works i think the government will improve. God give them some brain.
Saturday, 11 April 2009
Slumdog Millionaire
Today is 11th day of April, saturday, 2009. Akshay Kumar and I have promised that who ever becomes the first crore pati will help the other who is not. The promised was made in Sandhya's presence, another common friend. It was lazy day and very few calls were coming through.
Friday, 10 April 2009
return visa for germany
Getting a Return Visa
Return visa is issued at Delhi. For the return visa Get the police clearance certificate from your locality because you never know when the FRRO people might ask for it. And also get departure from the same on your RC. On reaching Delhi get the supporting letter from Bureau office. Try to reach the bureau office early and then straight away head to Jaisalmer house, Man singh road before 11.30, as they stop taking request after 12. The officer in bureau office will give the address so finding Jaisalmer house will not be a big problem. Keep a copy of all the documents that you are submitting for visa and few extra passport photo. Ask for the token number as soon as you reach there at jaisalmer house and wait for your token number to be announced. Once token number announced they will pre check your documents and sent you to another building close by i.e on first floor. A receptionist is there for the forms. You will need to fill the form twice and
attach the documents that was verified earlier and submit it to the receptionist. Please be very patient as it could take upto 5 pm. But do not leave before you speak to the officer who will verify your documents again and tell you what time to come. When you later go back to the office at the advised time they will give you an envelope which is not supposed to be opened. ON the envelope they have mentioned the address of the office ( FRRO) you need to go next. People normally go early to the FRRO office but I went only at ten and it was ok as the officer inside will try to finish only at 5 pm and that too if you request stating that you have a flight booked or any other emergency and there are every chance that they will ask you to come tomorrow. The queue you need to be in is the receptions queue. (Don’t go by what you have read in Jaisalmer office on the first floor. On the notice board they have mentioned different counter for different
country.) There are two queues, one for the Afghan people and the other for all the other countries. Once reaching the receptions you need to give the envelope unopened and they will give you a form to fill and you will need to paste a photo on the form. Take with you a glue stick as it comes very handy. Ask the receptionist that you want to get arrival also and it normally does not take long. Once you fill the form submit it to the same receptionist and they will give you a token number and the counter number. Go to the counter and wait for your name to be called out or the counter number to be called out. After verifying at the counter they will give you the submitted forms to be signed by the incharge and the incharge there will sign and ask you to give it to the receptionist. And the receptionist will tell you when to come. It is advisable to wait till 6 as they normally are free around 5 and they close at 6.
Return visa is issued at Delhi. For the return visa Get the police clearance certificate from your locality because you never know when the FRRO people might ask for it. And also get departure from the same on your RC. On reaching Delhi get the supporting letter from Bureau office. Try to reach the bureau office early and then straight away head to Jaisalmer house, Man singh road before 11.30, as they stop taking request after 12. The officer in bureau office will give the address so finding Jaisalmer house will not be a big problem. Keep a copy of all the documents that you are submitting for visa and few extra passport photo. Ask for the token number as soon as you reach there at jaisalmer house and wait for your token number to be announced. Once token number announced they will pre check your documents and sent you to another building close by i.e on first floor. A receptionist is there for the forms. You will need to fill the form twice and
attach the documents that was verified earlier and submit it to the receptionist. Please be very patient as it could take upto 5 pm. But do not leave before you speak to the officer who will verify your documents again and tell you what time to come. When you later go back to the office at the advised time they will give you an envelope which is not supposed to be opened. ON the envelope they have mentioned the address of the office ( FRRO) you need to go next. People normally go early to the FRRO office but I went only at ten and it was ok as the officer inside will try to finish only at 5 pm and that too if you request stating that you have a flight booked or any other emergency and there are every chance that they will ask you to come tomorrow. The queue you need to be in is the receptions queue. (Don’t go by what you have read in Jaisalmer office on the first floor. On the notice board they have mentioned different counter for different
country.) There are two queues, one for the Afghan people and the other for all the other countries. Once reaching the receptions you need to give the envelope unopened and they will give you a form to fill and you will need to paste a photo on the form. Take with you a glue stick as it comes very handy. Ask the receptionist that you want to get arrival also and it normally does not take long. Once you fill the form submit it to the same receptionist and they will give you a token number and the counter number. Go to the counter and wait for your name to be called out or the counter number to be called out. After verifying at the counter they will give you the submitted forms to be signed by the incharge and the incharge there will sign and ask you to give it to the receptionist. And the receptionist will tell you when to come. It is advisable to wait till 6 as they normally are free around 5 and they close at 6.
Wednesday, 1 April 2009
Delhi is still far
Already taken leave for a month and leave being granted could not ask for any more leave but manager being nice got two days leave to apply visa. I flew to Delhi and a friend of mine came to receive me but the day i reached bureau office was not workin due to His Holiness visit to Delhi. Hence lost a day and tried the next day and uptill now it seems ok. Need to go at 5 PM to the Indian office (jaisalmer house) at mansingh road. Hoping to get the work done asap and keeping finger crossed.
Saturday, 28 March 2009
A new person
My baby - So sweet that it makes me sit for hours seeing his face - was born on 2nd november 2008. We named him Tenzin Lektso Kunga. Life has given me a different meaning altogether. Waiting for the day when my son will call out for me and say DADDY.
Saturday, 2 February 2008
Favourite story
My husband is an engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons for me loving him before have now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. ‘‘Why?'' he asked, shocked. ‘‘I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!'' I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemed to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? Finally he asked me: what can I do to change your mind?
Somebody said it right: it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind -- Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me? He said: I will give you your answer tomorrow... My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door.
The note read: ‘‘My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.'' This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading... ‘‘When you use the computer, you always mess up the software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore those programs and wipe off your tears.
You always leave the house keys behind, so I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your ‘good friend' approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your face...
So, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do, I could not pick that flower yet, and die...''
My tears dropped on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. I continued reading... ‘‘Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside, like everyday, with your favourite bread and fresh milk.''
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread. Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone.
That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model, it could be the dullest and boring form. Flowers and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands. And that's reason enough to live.
Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons for me loving him before have now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness. I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings. I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love. One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce. ‘‘Why?'' he asked, shocked. ‘‘I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!'' I answered.
He kept silent the whole night, seemed to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased. Here was a man who can't even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? Finally he asked me: what can I do to change your mind?
Somebody said it right: it's hard to change a person's personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered: Here is the question. If you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind -- Let's say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death. Will you do it for me? He said: I will give you your answer tomorrow... My hopes just sank by listening to his response.
I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door.
The note read: ‘‘My dear, I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further.'' This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading... ‘‘When you use the computer, you always mess up the software programs, and you cry in front of the screen. I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore those programs and wipe off your tears.
You always leave the house keys behind, so I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love travelling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your ‘good friend' approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.
You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand... and tell you the colour of flowers, just like the colour of the glow on your face...
So, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do, I could not pick that flower yet, and die...''
My tears dropped on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting. I continued reading... ‘‘Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside, like everyday, with your favourite bread and fresh milk.''
I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread. Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone.
That's life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.
Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms. It has never been a model, it could be the dullest and boring form. Flowers and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands. And that's reason enough to live.
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