My life as I know it

6-00 am: "1 2 3..."First jazz alarm sounds, time to wake up !
6-05 am (Second alarm sounds): Decide I will go late to work today, pls, just today go late I urge myself,convincee myself
6-10 am: morality/reality check, cant get late to work, what will everyone think, That I am a slacker? Worst how will I cope with a shitload of work to be done ?Haul my lazy ass out of my sleeping bag and drag myself to the bathroom
6-45: Post dabba, "chimni: anghol and quick prayer, thank god for everything and ask him for mental support.
6-45:Decide what to wear ! I am utterly hopeless at this,Aboslutely hopeless.Somehow I manage to find a decent shirt/trouser combo that will not raise suspcions that "does this guy ever iron his shirts".Or at least keep them to a minimum
7-00 am: 1st coffee of the day ! This is heaven !! true heaven !! Mood has elevated a few notches.
7-05 am : I say to bhosu "chayla aaj aplyala late zala". Every day one of us says this to the other.Every day w/o fail. SO technically it means we are never late.Get out of the house and stare into blank space on the short drive to the bus stop.Ocasionally Bhosu jolts me out of my sleep thro his crazy driving. (From my pt of view, never from his.)
7-45:Bus arrives on time, which is a miracle,& takes me to BSCI.In the meanwhile I've read thro somemore of a book like "India Unbound". This is inspirational stuff.I promise myself every single day that one fine day I will be back home in swades with a Biomedical Dev or consultancy company of my own.
7-50: Second reality check, there's work to be done !! Dream later, work now,But before that check emails,browe Cricinfo; If India wins (2nd ME) if looses (1st Mood depression ) Chk my Outlook Calendar, Answer last night emails.Set the tone for the days
8-30 to 8-45: By this time, I am hungry, Breakfast time, 2nd coffee of the day, 3rd ME
8-45 to 10-30:Work.Interspersed with criticism of the way certain docs have been written by some engineers,ocassional praise for MS Excel, and argurments will colleauges over whether optimise should be spelled with a s or a z. They say z, I stand by s. I tell them BRITISH ENG ROCKS and AMRU ENG SUCKS ! Of course I dont mean it, but what the hell. A lil arguement is goof for everyone.
10-30:3rd Coffee, no ME this time, beacuse I am working and sort of tense/involved/thinking on how to get work done faster/quicker
12-00: Lunch. Home food = 4th ME, Cafeteria Food = 2nd MD. This is the most challenging part of the day. If the menu says pork chops, beef picadillo and green veggies, what am I supposed to eat. I mix and match, conjuring up something taht I can force down my food pipes.
12-35:KesharRatna supari. This is again heaven and either plays the role of topping off an excellent lunch (which is usually rare) or compensating for a really crappy one (which is more frequent)
Upto 4-00 pm: Work ! Attend meeting with techs, engrs, engg managers and since last couple of weeks with the Prj Managers. The later part is good stuff. I know if I talk well and make good sense while communicating it will be a confidence booster. Write progress reports, updates, keep my boss posted about imp matters and in general go about my work with sincerity and initiative. Sometimes I admit I slack off, since I am wondering what I want really want to do in life.But mostly I am honestly going about my job. After all there are matters to resolve, documents to update and Change Requests to rework.
4-00: 4th Coffee of the day, look fwd to going home !
5-00: Out of BSCI
5-05: Bus on time !! Fat chance, No way the 87# will come on time 2 times in the same day. I am pissed,positively pissed.I see chicks driving past in convertibles, executives in their Lexuses, and army folks in their Jeeps. I make myself another promise, to get a car and make this bus thing a thing of the past. If thers one single factor that contributed to increasing my tolerance levels in general credit goes to the Miami-Dade Public Transport.
7-00: Get home, contemplate hitting the Gym !See the big fat Arnold book in my bedroom and inspires me. But I also see the Carmen Electra poster and this inspires me too ! altough in very different ways !
8-30:Gym is again good stuff. I am usually lifting weights. Been at it since Sep 05 and the gradual change in body structure is good enough to keep me at it. A cop named Franky helps me if I make wrong body movements and a buddy called Pablo teaches me Spanish stuff like "Lindo Culo" which means Nice Ass. I also tell him that my language has a very similar sounding word for the same anatomical description. I thank them both for helping me out and head home with muscles pumped and ego inflated after a nice workout. I now understand that the ego inflation and mood elevation is due to release of hormones released during the workout
8-45:Protein Shake, yummy !
9-00:2nd aanghol, this feels good,
9-30:Dinner, discuss days happenings with Bhosu/Joshya. Watch Heat game, sometimes Sex and the City, bore them with stories of my gymming feats like "Aaj lai gym marla, 100 Lb Sqats marle".They kinf of nod off ackowledgingly but turn their attn back to their Heinekens.
9-45: Laptop Laptop khelneka,calls to buddies
10-30: Hit the sac. This has been a fulfilling day. Look fwd to the next day.Ocasionally read the Bhagwad Gita, but usually am too tired to truly appreciate the text.
6-00 am: "1 2 3..."First jazz alarm sounds, time to wake up !...............
Thats my life as I know it !!