Checking her appearance one last time in the mirror, Preeti walked back to the table she had reserved for the evening and steeled herself for the most important hour of her life. She looked stunning in her new backless LBD. In a few minutes, they would all be here. It was time for her to carefully weigh the merits of each case and decide on her future. Sheetal,Ramya, Kiran, Nikil,Joe and few more friends had settled themselves in the adjoining table and just ordered starters. The last conversation with her best friend Divya and those final words of advice rang loud and clear.
“So you told him yesterday that you would give your answer tonight?”
“Yes, I hinted at that.”
“Are you really sure today is the day?”
“Yes, Divya ! I have waited too many years looking for Mr. Perfect that I have given up. Surely he is not going to fall down from heaven on my lap. I got to decide with what I’ve got – Besides there is no point in postponing this.”
Harsh sprinted down the stairs, taking them two at a time. Reaching the bottom of the last flight, he turned and ran towards the door. Harsh, the smart suave CA who changed careers from Audit to Sales, found that Sales was his calling and rocked in the company. Smart and hard working, already moved into middle management at 30.Govind, the night-watchman wished him Good Night. Half-acknowledging the greeting, Harsh eyes searched in vain for an auto. One look at the deserted streets and it dawned on him that today was the auto union’s strike. Damn. What a day to give your car for servicing, he thought..Dammm..Silently cursing his bad luck, Harsh tried calling up his friend Shiv to summon help. Damn. The mobile was not reachable. Murphy’s Law had always worked against him and today seemed to be no exception. “I’ve got to hitch a ride. Preeti said 11 and I am already running late. Maybe I should buy her some flowers”
P.S: This is a story by a friend of mine with hosting rights given to me :D I've split it into 3 parts as it was quite big..here we go :) njoy the story and feedback your comments :)
Friday, February 13, 2009, Friday 08:00 pm
"Chadthi Jawani..." blared the stereo. The gongs struck 8 in Vijay’s sub-conscious mind. He had never needed an alarm to wake up for dinner - Anand always took care of that. No sooner would Anand enter home after work, than he would switch on the damn radio. Snuggling deeper into the sheets, Vijay tried to ignore the music which had now risen to intolerable volumes.
“Don’t you want to shave, take a shower, and grab a bite and leave? You don’t have much time, dude and Preeti despises late-comers, remember” piped Anand from the shower.
Getting up from his bed, Vijay grabbed the towel and ambled on towards the other bathroom. Looking into the mirror, he reflected silently on the events of the afternoon. He had returned from work for a lil early today d…
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ஒரு திங்களன்று வெள்ளி முலைத்தது போல் அச்செவ்வாய் தேன்மொழியாளை கண்டேண்.. அவளை கண்ட புதன் கிழமை அன்றிலிருன்து அழகானது காற்று வீசிய திசைகள் தோரும் காதல் வசம் மழை கண்ட மண்ணில் கிளம்பும் வாசம் போல அவளை கண்டபின் என்னுள்ளும்.. புது சுவாசம்.. கண் சிமிட்டும் நேரமும் காணாதிருக்க இயலாமல் தூக்கத்தை தொலைவில் தள்ளிய நாட்கள்...எத்தனை.. அவள் பெயர் சுமந்ததால் வெற்றுகாகிதங்களும் வாழ்த்துமடல்கள் ஆயின கண்களின் மொழி கற்பித்தாள் மௌனத்தின் சப்தம் உணர்ந்தேன் கைகோர்த்து நடந்த நொடியில் கவலைகளை மறந்தேன் அவள் குரல் கேட்ட நொடிகளில் செவிகளை வாழ்த்தினேன் தொலைவில் அவள் வருகையில் விழிகளுக்கு வணக்கம் வைத்தேன் விடை பெற்று செல்லும் பொழுதெல்லாம் பிரிவின் வலி அறிந்தேன் மீண்டும் அவளை சந்திப்போம் என்ற நம்பிக்கையில் நொடிகளில் வாழ்ந்தேன் நிகழ்காலங்கள் வாழ்ந்த காலங்களாய் இறக்காமல்..எதிர்காலத்தை பற்றிய சிந்தனைகளை தூண்டிய பொழுதில் சங்கடமாய் வ…
Imagine a world where your complete understanding of interacting with people was turned on its head. A world without Twitter, LinkedIn or FaceBook. This world wouldn’t have online “social media” sites as you know them today and would not allow you to interact using short message bursts or text messages. How would you survive? How would you manage? How would you go about identifying company contacts and leads?
Ok. You can open your eyes now, take a deep breath and exhale. This is not some crazy nightmare I’m asking you to relive (although some of your hearts probably skipped a beat). This was our reality back in the old days before we all became fans of:
- LinkedIn: founded in 2002 - Twitter & FaceBook: founded in 2007 or so.
Here’s another news flash for you — people actually knew how to network pre-tweet. They actually spoke to people on the phone and gathered company information including contact names. They used the Yellow Pages and 411 operators on the phone to get company phone n…