Salome's Scribblin' book

I hardly give a second thought as I reply, "I am fine. I am good." when someone asks,"How are you doing?" Wait a second. Pause. 'Have I always been doing good?' Hm mm. Not really. Then why do I say so? Have I just told a lie? I don't really know.Still thinking about it. Knowingly or unknowingly we carry in our hearts the roots of bitterness. When I tried to list out those in mine, barely one or two came to my mind. I'm thankful I came across a magazine recently which had an article on ' bitterness '. As I honestly and sincerely answered the questions put forth by the author, I suddenly became aware of the many 'bitter roots' seated in the database of my memory. It's time I flushed them lest they flourish. I let bitterness creep into my heart by means such as words and deeds. Like a chain reaction, words or deeds cause hurt or pain and these when unattended result in bitterness. When a word or deed causes hurt and you dwell o...

Its been a little longer than a year since I bid adieu to the IT firm I worked for. I do miss the regular appraisal meetings with the manager and the 'evaluation form' one submitted every year. Back then it was another 'to-do' in my list of to-do's. It did make some sense huh. You would sit a few minutes with your eyes glued to the 'appraisal form' and your mind is like- 'Should I rate myself a 3or 4?', My achievements?? Some client appreciation comes up to your mind. Whoa! My improvement area: I think I already know it. Fine, done. Click Submit. And one fine day your manager 'pings' or 'calls up' and you are damn sure; this is gotta be the appraisal discussion. Thoughts flood your mind. I know what I have done and I deserve this. Well, I know I need to improve in this particular area. I'll work on it. Blah Blah ... you go on. I still remember the moment my Manager informed I was rated 'Commendable', I was on cloud nine ...

Yeh! We are going on a Road Trip- our very first one. Sounds exciting! When do we start? What should we take along- food, water. Check the tyres, fill petrol from the trusted petrol bunk, carry required documents. How long do we drive at a stretch? Take advice from the experienced. A lot was running in the mind. It was the 2nd of May, a Tuesday I remember when the alarm went off at 4:00 am. Wake up, Wake up! Radhika's wedding day it was. She was a colleague of mine and a friend. Radhika was getting married to Stephen in Gulbarga, Karnataka around 200 kms from Hyderabad. I quickly took a shower and began getting ready for the wedding- picked up the easy-to-wear saree from my wardrobe cause I usually take at least half an hour to drape one, the jewellery: ear-ring, bangles those which went along with the saree, footwear. We were going to attend a Pentecostal wedding for the first time and were curious how it would be. Our target was to get going by 5:30 am but somehow it got del...