Married for a month :)

Im married for a month now!!!Feels great being a wife & daughter-in-law.
It was around the sametime last month when I felt I was an integral part of another new family.The mixed feeling of immense joy of being wed,apprehension of leaving my parents,nervous about having to adapt to a new environment,satisfaction of marrying my love after all the courtship..all & much more emotions poured in when Sanjeev tied the sacred yellow thread around my neck..
Since our marriage began in a typical arranged channel & then we fell in love we had ample time to know each other & also each other's family.
Exactly one month ago I was in the marriage hall in a deep red silk saree looking at my parents & bro running around settling things & with a deep sense of satisfaction & happiness.
My hubby was with me & I was nervous wondering the way everything happened in just a fraction of a second.
Looks like I just passed out of school..college..1st job..2ndjob..3rd job..met Sanjeev..he proposed..the courtship..Sanjeev leaving to US..betrothal..wedding shopping..an ultra grand reception..early morning wedding..Sanjeev's hurt finger..bombay sightseein..juhu beach..our honeymoon to switerland..lost in the streets of Luzerne...Mt titlis..cablecars..interlaken..snowfall..schillthron..somtimes yummmy n some yucky food...
back home..Indian food..farewall at home..dad,mom & I weeping..inlaws & hubby comforting & hugging..Back to work..Praveen(Sanjeev's cousin)'s engagement...My viral fever..Chitra's wedding(Sanjeev's sister)..Chitra's farewell...
All good things are happening so quickly at the flash of a lightening..leaves me wondering if Im awake or if its all a dream..

Was just talking to my collegue about Luzern & how Sanjeev & I got lost in the streets & found our way back using the luzern city map.
The best was the snowfall at Interlaken..I had never seen a snowfall all my life & it was just a couple of days before we wound up our honeymoon that the snowfall had just begun..
It was just amazingly beautiful & I ran across the streets like a kid having my husband run behind me.. :) :) Poor hubby was more like my father advising me to keep myself warm while I preferred enjoying the extremely cold & healthy weather...

The security checks at the airport which beeped everytime I was being checked..The flight take off..landing..immigration checks..The cuckoo clock shopping..choclocates shopping..shopping gifts for our respective families..the buffet breakfast of the egg scramble,bacons,raspberry,orange juice,milk.....hmmmmm..how can I forget the Icecream I had at the Jungfraujoch where we were freezing at -4 deg Centi..City Tour of Geneva..City tour of Zurich..the Mexican food..the COOPS..the days being extermely short..life coming to an end by 5.30 6pm..the Intercity Trains..SBB counters..Starbucks..McDonalds..the Indians we encountered..

Guess this was the most thrilling & exciting month I have been through since I ever realised myself.
Hoping for many more exciting months to come in the future with happier events occuring...

OOPS how can I ever forget the most thrilling evening Sanjeev & I spend at Interlaken in a CASINO..1st time I had been to a Casino & boyy it was exciting..learnt to play the most simple game when our conscious pricked us for the CHFs' we spent..We spent close to 8CHF learning to play since almost all the games where in French or German.Finally we managed to get a waitress/bar tender who spoke English & then we tried our luck on gambling...

Ahem Ahem!!

Which HP Kid Are You?

My rants,nothing new in my history actually!!

OK, I've been staring at this screen for over 10 mins now trying to organize my thoughts. I give up & finally decide to rant!!
To attend a training session when u have loads of documention work assigned is the worst nightmare.I personally feel training is essentially a congregation of jobless and temporarily out-of-work people getting together in an effort to squeeze the last remaining juices out of their decomposing brains. These people can actually go out bowling, or go and get drunk, or go home and lie on their bed watching TV and munching chips and still get their monthly salaries. But instead you'll find them all in the ice-cold conference room, one guy sleeping, another biting his nails-lost in some other dimension, and another fiddling with his pen or sms'ing the person on the other side of the table. In between all this excitement, the leader of the pack will be going on with his talk, muchly satisfied that his life finally has a purpose.
Whenever my manager asks me to "Prepare a document" for the work I've done, my whole world crashes around me. I think writing a document is equal to bonded labour. I'm quite convinced that each time a manager asks his subordinate to prepare a "document", he's thinking, "Suffer, suffer you nasty little prick.. The manager derives the same kind of sadistic pleasure a twisted serial killer derives out of his sins .
Well I seem to have an issue with everything around me,guess that how I am or its a manufacuring defect or rather on an optimistic note issues keep me entertained!!