Lift mannerism algorithm to filter candidates

If I ever own a company for which I have to hire people,  the first round of screening will be their elevator mannerisms. Following behavior will solicit outright rejection or further engagement.

1. Pressing both up and down arrows --- REJECT
2. Pressing the call buttons multiple times in belief that the speed of the elevator is directly proportional to the number of times the button is pressed  --- Outright REJECT
3. Waiting for people to alight the elevator before entering --- Further engagement with Bonus 5 points
4. Not letting people arrived before you to enter first  --- REJECT
5. Letting elderly or women enter first  --- Further engagement with bonus 10 points.
6. Pressing the close button immediately after entering  --- REJECT
7. Moving to the back or side of the elevator car --- Further engagement with Bonus 5 points
8. Removing helmet and bag before entering to make space for more people --- Further engagement
7. Saying 'excuse me' and 'thank you' while alighting to the people standing in the front  --- Further engagement with Bonus 5 points
8. Pressing close/cancel  buttons whenever elevator stops at floors other than the one you want --- REJECT
9. Littering in the elevator  --- REJECT , FINE upon arrival and permanent black list
10. Listening to dhinchak songs without headphone on mobile speaker in an elevator  --- SHUTDOWN THE ELEVATOR FOR atleast 2 HRS WITH THE PERSON INSIDE

Why did I stop?

I dont remember why I stopped writing. I need to start again. Lets see how it goes.

summer and much more

Recently went to a school for my son's admission. On its huge campus was a mango tree laden with raw mangoes at a stretched arm's reach. I was all the while holding the temptation to pluck just one. I was puzzled at how could a mango tree on a boys school campus retain all the mangoes without having them stoned down by the boys. Either the school had really good discipline or children nowadays did not find plucking raw magoes from trees an adventure any more. I cannot remember any of my summer vacations without remembering the pure joy of having one's mouth and teeth sore after devouring countless raw mangoes laced with salt and chilli powder. An infinite memories of lazy afternoons spent depleting the lots of Tinkle, Amar chitra Katha, Enid Blyton, PuLa, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys and our desi detective Fa Fe scrolled down the memory lane. A book in one hand, and a side dish of jamuns or raw magoes or indian black berries with salt in the other made even the Indian summer feel cool. The aroma of fresh mango pickle lingered in the house for a day even after the pickle was packed off in big glass containers for the year. But it isnt cool any more. No one reads books in summer vacation anymore. I dont make mango pickle at home anymore the way my mother did every summer. Maybe Lays will come up with a raw mango flavor and it will be a hit. Or maybe someday an iphone app or an android app to stone and strike down raw mangoes will bring raw mangoes back to their summer glory. Just maybe.

sometimes..

Sometimes I am so tired to be the working woman, the mother, the wife, the house keeper that I dont want to do any of it anymore. Sometimes I just want to quit doing anything, and pursue what my heart longs for. I want to read, I want to write, I want to travel, and sometimes I just want to sit silently on the beach and just watch the waves. Do nothing. Just let the peace and tranquil seep in.

Sometimes, I want to go join politics and clean the system, work for the people. Sometimes I want to go and work for some ngo or some school for the differently able children. And then sometimes I do not know what I want to.

another year

another year breezes away and am still clueless about what I want to do next. Need to take some more time off to move away from the chaos and listen to myself.

फुलपाखरे

एक्स्प्रेस वे वरून जाताना खूप सारी फुलपाखर पाहिली. इवलीशी पिवळी. काही बागडणारी. काही भरधाव जाणाऱ्या गाड्यांना आदळून मारून पडलेली. काही जिवंत पण तडफड करणारी. काहीच करू न शकल्यामुळे मन सुन्न झालं. खरच किती सुंदर आहे निसर्ग आणि किती क्रूर आहे मनुष्य!!

आईपण

कधी कधी रात्री झोपेतून हलकेच जाग येते. तेव्हा मला चिकटून झोपलेल्या माझ्या बाळाला कुशीत घेऊन परत झोपते. कधी कधी त्याला माझ्या कुशीत येण्यापेक्षा मला त्याला कुशीत घेण्याची ओढ असते.