Deja Vu

Have you ever felt deja vu, I for one seem to be plagued by them, ever so often I feel like, this situation happen before and it seems to have happened in a dream long ago... but I remember it... every small detail, where I'm, the setting, what is being said, everything... when the event unfolds I get the uncanny feeling, it has happened once before... I always remember it as a scene from a dream long ago. 

 

This set me thinking do I have ESP which get triggered when I'm most stressed and it gives me glimpses of my future so that my subconscious mind which is really worked up... relaxes for a bit... Thankfully this deja vu thing only happens about things related to me.

 

The latest in the string of events happened last week ago, I should have jotted down the facts asap but, I was too busy and even though I felt the distinct feeling of deja vu, I let it slip and now I can't remember the exact details.

 

I'm positive of one fact is that it was set in my current office, at my current desk and was  something related to my being in London. Now I've been in this office for less than a month, and though I've visited this office in the past, there was never a chance of me ever sitting at my current desk as the person whom I replaced was like a rock, with many years to go to retirement. Also there was no inkling what so ever that he would move roles, and even if he did move, me replacing him wouldn't feature in my or anyone's wildest imagination. Nothing to do with my lack of capability, I assure you, its just that such a thing was unheard of. Like I mentioned in my previous post, last year this time I was on the point of losing my mind, at that time I must have had a dream about me living and working in London, something which at that point was beyond wishful thinking. One year later, it has become my reality and something that happened last week filled me with a sense of  deja vu...

 

 

Long week end...

So the long weekend (4 days) is over and I haven't stepped out of the house...save one trip to Tescos as I ran out of food...

Yes, I'm quite capable of shutting myself in my house with nothing but books and food for company, if I don't see a soul for a month I wouldn't complain... not a chance...

Its not to say that I don't like getting out at all, I'm an avid traveler, and love to explore but I love my solitude even more and for a long time I've looked forward to spending time with only I, me and myself for company.

I did want to see atleast a couple of plays but thanks to the tumble in the tub as I like to call it now, I had to stay at home on Saturday and everything was closed on Easter Sunday and today I couldn't be bothered to step out...

The little voice in my head that nags the life out of me on normal days, went into overdrive from Friday itself... it wanted me to get up at 5.30 in the morning and go for a run... then it wanted me to go shopping... then it wanted me to go watch a play .... then it wanted me to cook...I mean do something... anything other than this shutting myself away from other humans and cozy up with a book... and I kept fighting and as it always happens with me and even though I really enjoyed the time I spent shacked up with books, one part of me was guitly... my mind kept bothering me that I should be out there... meeting new people and making friends...

I try to reason I don't want to meet new people, I don't enjoy putting myself out there, I'm quite content with my life the way it is.... with not even a cat to complicate matters.... so as a peace offering I've decided to take up a hobby, I've decided that every day starting today, I will cook a dish, something that I haven't made in a long time from scratch.... that will put my conscience off my back for a bit... hopefully...

Weekly roundup

Its been a crazy week where my colleague has already started match-making for me and I've managed to lock myself in the office bldg. at 9 in the night with the bank holiday weekend staring me in the face, then I fell in the tub and got this humongous bump on my right leg and shocked my new office colleagues when they found out how ancient I really way....

 

Lets start in chronological order, A new joiner in another team was being introduced to my team and some how that topic that I have been with my India company for 8 years before I moved here came up... I thought I heard a sound like someone gagging and I put it down to my overactive imagination.

 

No sooner had the others left than L pounced on me and was like '8 years!!! you serious, you been working that long???, I don't even remember what I was doing 8 years ago, must have been an university, I think"

 

I told yes I had 8 years with the India subsidiary and a few more before that in other set-up and then I told her how old I was and she almost faints... 'D, I'm in shock, you with your baby face, and baby voice, I thought you were in your early twenties ...late twenties at the max, wow, you maintain yourself very well, I hope I look so well when I'm your age'

 

Then L goes on a tangent,

 

'D, how is it that you are still single, its not right, is that why you are running away from India???...

Do you have a boyfriend, do you want a boyfriend??'

 

and I calmly look at her and say, 'I like my life the way it is, uncomplicated, and btw, I'm not gay, but why do you ask,  someone you know wants the job of my boyfriend??'

 

Shamefaced she goes, 'I don't know why I asked you that ??, but I'm positive you will meet someone, you know, when you go for your opera'.

 

My love for the musicals and plays is well known so I go, 'We shall see'.

 

This long weekend I planned to watch a few plays, but as luck would have it as I was stepping out of tub this morning after my shower, I slipped and fell with a sickening thud, banging my right leg on the edge of the tub.

 

I felt the pain and staggered to the living room, a look at my leg confirmed that I had hurt my leg real bad as big bump was already in place where I hit my leg and just looking it made me feel faint. I collapsed on the floor for a few minutes and then gingerly got up and shifted my weight on each leg to check whether it was as bad as it looked. Thankfully it was only a bump and there seemed to be no other repercussions, I thanked God, that it was my leg that was hurt and not hand or worse my head.

 

But the pain put paid to any plans I had for going out and I had to be content with sitting at home reading a book, not that I feel sorry, I enjoyed every moment :)

 

Next I have to tell you about how I managed to lock myself in office on Thursday night. I was working late as it was the monthend and next week we would have more responsibilities and were working with one staff on leave. Sometime after the last of my colleagues left, the maintenance guy walked in to check that all was well. When he tried to go out, the door wouldn't open for him and he asked me to please let him out. I did that and conveniently forgot to re-swipe myself in, as a result when it was time for me to leave, that door wouldn't budge. I began to panic as I sit on the 8th floor with the only security in the office on the ground floor and I didn't know the emergency numbers to contact any of them!!!

 

My mind was in total panic mode and at last I remembered I could call DJ, hopefully he could help me out. Accordingly I put through a call to him and told him my predicament and he burst out into laughter. 'Sorry D, I know I shouldn't laugh, but you sure you don't want to live in office, sure you haven't got a sleeping bag, stashed somewhere under you desk'

 

He always chided me about the time I put in at office, and I wasn't at all surprised at the reception. Finally he went off the phone promising to call me back in a few minutes when he had sorted this mess. At that time I had a brain wave, when I had my security induction a few weeks ago, they gave me a pamphlet with all emergency contact numbers'. A quick glance through the list and I had the number I was looking for and within 5 minutes I was outside the building, breathing the cold but welcome London air...