Now this was getting on my nerves, everyone was asking me to change my department. But I continued working there, learnt much more about human behavior. Auditors were being very strict. But I thoroughly enjoyed my time. Will never forget working at Local Remittance department!
That was my third week, managerial issues were getting horrible.
I’ll go to some other department from the start of fourth week and will surely update new experiences!
Take care till the next time I’ll update!
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Old learning, new experience
This was my second week at bank for internship. I was asked by a concerned person to change my department for further learning but I personally wanted to be at the same place for the rest of the job, for no other reason but I got a comfort zone at that department. And God listened to me and I stayed at the same department. Now I learnt many things here. Good experiences are obvious but you learn more from bad experiences. I learned much more, made new friends but the work place politics was the very reason of disappointment. I’ve been persecuted many times for being a Christian citizen, but my supervisor was a neutral man, he never done anything that reminds me of a fact that I belongs to minorities’ community, and this is the reason i respect him the most.
Well, I started feeling embarrassed when people started asking me to change my department. I don’t understand what their problem is. On the first day, when I was new, no one agreed to make me work for them, frankly speaking there was only one man, Asif sahib who worked with me, who taught me, who actually took the risk of letting me work on his login, knowing that I may make mistakes, he trusted on my abilities, and now when his department needs extra help, how can i leave him. Now to see me work everyone else was may be jealous but I’ll not go anywhere unless Mr. Asif is back to normal routine.
It is a natural phenomenon that no one can see a junior or an intern working smoothly and happily and they think that I am a small little girl, as I look. People need to understand that everyone is not what they think; everything that shines is not glitter. I have more experience of observing and responding to internal politics of a work place than they think I have. And I’m here for some reason, not because they give me food to eat :-p every time I see other interns they are chatting, having tea, and all. Don’t worry guys, I’ll not leave my morals but I’ll show you how dangerous a double face girl can be. As far as working is concerned, I spent golden week. Although, the managerial perspective this bank is damn bad but I loved this week. Currently it’s just an internship, I believe to change a system you need to go to the top before speaking, right words, right place and now I am damn interested to change it!
I’ll update again what happened next.
Till then stay safe!
Well, I started feeling embarrassed when people started asking me to change my department. I don’t understand what their problem is. On the first day, when I was new, no one agreed to make me work for them, frankly speaking there was only one man, Asif sahib who worked with me, who taught me, who actually took the risk of letting me work on his login, knowing that I may make mistakes, he trusted on my abilities, and now when his department needs extra help, how can i leave him. Now to see me work everyone else was may be jealous but I’ll not go anywhere unless Mr. Asif is back to normal routine.
It is a natural phenomenon that no one can see a junior or an intern working smoothly and happily and they think that I am a small little girl, as I look. People need to understand that everyone is not what they think; everything that shines is not glitter. I have more experience of observing and responding to internal politics of a work place than they think I have. And I’m here for some reason, not because they give me food to eat :-p every time I see other interns they are chatting, having tea, and all. Don’t worry guys, I’ll not leave my morals but I’ll show you how dangerous a double face girl can be. As far as working is concerned, I spent golden week. Although, the managerial perspective this bank is damn bad but I loved this week. Currently it’s just an internship, I believe to change a system you need to go to the top before speaking, right words, right place and now I am damn interested to change it!
I’ll update again what happened next.
Till then stay safe!
Monday, September 12, 2011
The confused beginning that ends well. :)
Although I was asked to be at the bank by 8:50, out of nervousness I reached there at 8:25, so just to pass the time I started walking along the road and you can’t imagine the way how people were staring at me. Well it’s not like I’ve been never to work but it was just that I never had a positive image of people working at the bank, for the very few reasons including my finance professor who is a weird person and also a bank employee . So finally it’s the time to enter the bank, I crossed my fingers and went in. I met the person I know and he introduced me to a short, active, smart man who asked me to wait in the waiting area. Ok guys point here, it was 8:55 and I sat there waiting to be called and I got a call at 9:26, wasn’t that quick? Hahahhahaha leave it! Then, he called me and there I made my first mistake (that was not important to mention) after getting some papers signed by me he asked me my major subject and after getting the reply “operations” he took me to a big glass door, top of which was written OPERATIONS .
Inside that door, was a very boring environment, I tell you. Well, I was taken to a Pathan , who after having a few words asked me to follow him and then made me sit on a chair in front of a desk. Now unknowingly I was sitting on the desk of their senior manager whatever. Khan sahib told me that there will be a short interview and then I’ll be sent to any department the manager would choose. After listening to what Mr. Khan told me, I bugged myself to say wake up, a rude annoying, arrogant person who is a senior manager here is going to kick you out of the bank. Again point to be noted here that I waited for the manager to come from 9:35 to 10:10. Isn’t this amazing? Well, again leave it there are some things you can’t do anything about.
Now came a short, tidy man who was there manager and I thought that he is here to take something from the desk, seriously guys that man was confused, I read that in his eyes. As said that first impression is the last one, it might be a psychological problem but I have always seen him confused and tensed, for no reason or may be for some reason. Now that guy had few questions, and after that I concluded that some IDIOT has appointed him. No offences but I’d make a new example AS CONFUSED AS THE MANAGER! :D and of course out of confusion he sent me to an acceptable bulky lady who was good at behavior but lazy as a dull housewife. Well, she’s the best boss because she let me sit idle for a whole half an hour. I sat there silently and was planning to run away and praying to God to send someone to help.
After few minutes again a short, slim, decent man came and asked madam, that there is someone on leave at BLAH BLAH BLAH side, so they need someone, if she’d allow he’d take me. And that lady signaled him to take me as if I was a headache for her who's been annoying her all the time :( I felt sad and sad and sad. But God will never let me fall, that sadness was the beginning of a golden period, I was taken to local remittance area. Gosh finally that was a hell like heaven. Too much of work load but I still see people smiling, laughing. This was not a much likely place but at least it was easier to pass time there. On the first day I got some work to do but I’m still am guilty that unintentionally I made mistakes. Hehehehehe but I am happy with my supervisor, who bears me everyday till now ignoring my mistakes.
Next day, I got to learn many things. I swear, man that remittance officer is a better teacher than all my accounting professors. I learned how the entries were made and what the procedure is, to issue an instrument. This was so much getting familiarize with all that stuff. That was the day I felt dull and was difficult to pass but later the days were full of fun and passed like an eye blink. No matter I was stressed because my sister was hospitalized and I work 20 hours a day, I spent my time at bank with full commitment and my soul in the work.
Frankly speaking, I am attached to these people now. Soon my duty will be changed to the other department but I will never forget some of the marvelous personalities here. First of all, Asif and Khurram sahib were a great inspiration, then Mr. Butt was the only person I’d like to observe, he seemed as if he used to be an athlete or something like that. Saleem sahib is funny, who often visit there there’s also a pleasantly plum hahahhahahah FAT guy who visit almost daily, I don’t know his name but I am sure he’ll be always on my mind, because of his weird talks and actions which sound sweet to me.
So, it’s all till now I’ll update next week!
ENJOY!
Inside that door, was a very boring environment, I tell you. Well, I was taken to a Pathan , who after having a few words asked me to follow him and then made me sit on a chair in front of a desk. Now unknowingly I was sitting on the desk of their senior manager whatever. Khan sahib told me that there will be a short interview and then I’ll be sent to any department the manager would choose. After listening to what Mr. Khan told me, I bugged myself to say wake up, a rude annoying, arrogant person who is a senior manager here is going to kick you out of the bank. Again point to be noted here that I waited for the manager to come from 9:35 to 10:10. Isn’t this amazing? Well, again leave it there are some things you can’t do anything about.
Now came a short, tidy man who was there manager and I thought that he is here to take something from the desk, seriously guys that man was confused, I read that in his eyes. As said that first impression is the last one, it might be a psychological problem but I have always seen him confused and tensed, for no reason or may be for some reason. Now that guy had few questions, and after that I concluded that some IDIOT has appointed him. No offences but I’d make a new example AS CONFUSED AS THE MANAGER! :D and of course out of confusion he sent me to an acceptable bulky lady who was good at behavior but lazy as a dull housewife. Well, she’s the best boss because she let me sit idle for a whole half an hour. I sat there silently and was planning to run away and praying to God to send someone to help.
After few minutes again a short, slim, decent man came and asked madam, that there is someone on leave at BLAH BLAH BLAH side, so they need someone, if she’d allow he’d take me. And that lady signaled him to take me as if I was a headache for her who's been annoying her all the time :( I felt sad and sad and sad. But God will never let me fall, that sadness was the beginning of a golden period, I was taken to local remittance area. Gosh finally that was a hell like heaven. Too much of work load but I still see people smiling, laughing. This was not a much likely place but at least it was easier to pass time there. On the first day I got some work to do but I’m still am guilty that unintentionally I made mistakes. Hehehehehe but I am happy with my supervisor, who bears me everyday till now ignoring my mistakes.
Next day, I got to learn many things. I swear, man that remittance officer is a better teacher than all my accounting professors. I learned how the entries were made and what the procedure is, to issue an instrument. This was so much getting familiarize with all that stuff. That was the day I felt dull and was difficult to pass but later the days were full of fun and passed like an eye blink. No matter I was stressed because my sister was hospitalized and I work 20 hours a day, I spent my time at bank with full commitment and my soul in the work.
Frankly speaking, I am attached to these people now. Soon my duty will be changed to the other department but I will never forget some of the marvelous personalities here. First of all, Asif and Khurram sahib were a great inspiration, then Mr. Butt was the only person I’d like to observe, he seemed as if he used to be an athlete or something like that. Saleem sahib is funny, who often visit there there’s also a pleasantly plum hahahhahahah FAT guy who visit almost daily, I don’t know his name but I am sure he’ll be always on my mind, because of his weird talks and actions which sound sweet to me.
So, it’s all till now I’ll update next week!
ENJOY!
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Why is it important to go straight?
Happy times, sad time, easy times, difficult times………….. I remember when I was a little girl; I used to play games like crossword, puzzles, Sudoku, and finding path etc, at the end of Sunday magazines, grammar books, newspapers and fun activities’ books. While playing finding paths I used to roughly figure out the way from the target to the starting point, and this take me less time to find way than my brother. He always tried to start from the starting point and always have lost it. The proud elder sister was happy to win every time but she forgot that her brother was learning not only to find the right way from the starting point but he was also learning to go straight and smooth on the path of life. Short cuts are surely short ways yet they leave you unanswered of many questions. I used to draw the flawless line on the path but he learnt how to correct his mistakes. Every time he lost he call me cheater, and I used to proudly accept it by saying “everything is fair in love and war…….. Winners are winners no matter what!”
Now I understand the difference between learning things in the right way and moving backwards from complex endings. Well, this trick helped me in mathematics but not in accounting hahahahhahaha I never find right answers this way, in fact I never found an exact answer, leave it, this is not the topic. The Point I want to make here is that why is that we can’t learn things as they are. I know this may be puzzling to read but yes this is the fact. Once a friend asked me a question and I simply answered him…….. He replied that come on you don’t it, it’s not that simple. I’ll ask it to someone else. He asked about this issue in a group in which two philosophers spoke well and they conclude with the statement I gave for the first time. My friend then realized that I was right.
Most of the time I found people struggling to answers complex question. And mostly the answers to those questions are as simple as a plain white cloth and as clear as clean drinking water. The problem I figured out was that they don’t have good basic knowledge about things or even if they know things, they are just following the fashion of been stuck into hard questions. My question to them is that do you learn to write alphabets first or sentences? Do you join alphabets to make words or break down words into alphabets? Do you learn digits first or tables? Why can’t you start from the start than to start from the end.
We are surrounded by crazy people. They are always full of crazy questions. And we think of them as difficult ones because we don’t trust our ability to think, analyze and answer them. Believe me my friend; if you know the basis of everything, then, you can answer anything. Go, and learn things as they are and keep your thinking as simple as you can. Don’t try to learn from thinking about complex questions (as one of my friends do, he thinks of a difficult question and then try to find its answers and memorizes it and thinks that he is ready to handle difficult situations). The path is right in front of you, Go straight and you will achieve the target!
Now I understand the difference between learning things in the right way and moving backwards from complex endings. Well, this trick helped me in mathematics but not in accounting hahahahhahaha I never find right answers this way, in fact I never found an exact answer, leave it, this is not the topic. The Point I want to make here is that why is that we can’t learn things as they are. I know this may be puzzling to read but yes this is the fact. Once a friend asked me a question and I simply answered him…….. He replied that come on you don’t it, it’s not that simple. I’ll ask it to someone else. He asked about this issue in a group in which two philosophers spoke well and they conclude with the statement I gave for the first time. My friend then realized that I was right.
Most of the time I found people struggling to answers complex question. And mostly the answers to those questions are as simple as a plain white cloth and as clear as clean drinking water. The problem I figured out was that they don’t have good basic knowledge about things or even if they know things, they are just following the fashion of been stuck into hard questions. My question to them is that do you learn to write alphabets first or sentences? Do you join alphabets to make words or break down words into alphabets? Do you learn digits first or tables? Why can’t you start from the start than to start from the end.
We are surrounded by crazy people. They are always full of crazy questions. And we think of them as difficult ones because we don’t trust our ability to think, analyze and answer them. Believe me my friend; if you know the basis of everything, then, you can answer anything. Go, and learn things as they are and keep your thinking as simple as you can. Don’t try to learn from thinking about complex questions (as one of my friends do, he thinks of a difficult question and then try to find its answers and memorizes it and thinks that he is ready to handle difficult situations). The path is right in front of you, Go straight and you will achieve the target!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
A guy who have fallen for me!
I knew that, I knew that, the first thought that will come to your mind will be.... hooooooo she's got a boy friend. Yes my friend, I have got a boy-friend. But now this is a serious business, who could have thought that there will be someone who'd love me more than any one else. It's not others problem, It wasn't mine too. I have never been in so much aw of the fear to loose someone, and this over possessiveness has overcome me. I do not want him to go to anyone, I don't let him go to anyone. Am I being hyper-possessive? Am I holding someone for selfish reasons? Am I keeping him in trap? Am I being unfair to him? Question that has no answer.
Well, this is how it went. We met for some work, became friends for some reason. But where was that chain that holds us together? Why are we so close now? Why is that we can't live without each other? Why is that we give up things for each other? Why is that I announced him as my brother although I don't do that usually? The answers are yet to be found. But one thing that I know is that he is a blessing to me.
People are so narrow minded these days, and they call their narrow mindedness "Cultural restrictions" -phew as if I care- Many of them don't support friendship between a boy and a girl, or a girl and a boy not born of same parents being brother and sister. My message to them is that Love has no boundaries -of course not filmy love- but the love which is built in every human by God.
So here is my brother. A chubby, sweet and rocking young man. He taught me how extreme love can be, how you fall in love, how you gave up your desires for someone, how easy it would be to take difficult decisions when you know that you have a support. There's nothing much I can say, but I'm dedicating this post to him, which means that I love him and he's such a good brother.
Well, this is how it went. We met for some work, became friends for some reason. But where was that chain that holds us together? Why are we so close now? Why is that we can't live without each other? Why is that we give up things for each other? Why is that I announced him as my brother although I don't do that usually? The answers are yet to be found. But one thing that I know is that he is a blessing to me.
People are so narrow minded these days, and they call their narrow mindedness "Cultural restrictions" -phew as if I care- Many of them don't support friendship between a boy and a girl, or a girl and a boy not born of same parents being brother and sister. My message to them is that Love has no boundaries -of course not filmy love- but the love which is built in every human by God.
So here is my brother. A chubby, sweet and rocking young man. He taught me how extreme love can be, how you fall in love, how you gave up your desires for someone, how easy it would be to take difficult decisions when you know that you have a support. There's nothing much I can say, but I'm dedicating this post to him, which means that I love him and he's such a good brother.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Mark, who left his marks.
People think that I'm rude, and I don't blame their perceptions. They are not quite right but I can't think good about me on their behalf. The problem is that I usually don't talk first time I meet someone. I just sit and observe, so, happened that day. A young American came to Chapel office. He's introduced to everyone. Everyone started talking to him, and I was sitting there as if I can't speak. I thought of him as another missionary who will sit in the office and some prominent personalities will be representing us, unknown of reality. Yeah yeah yeah that's not the topic (waisay I'll write about it some day.)
(Back to the story) The first smile that came to my face after meeting him was when he started speaking in Urdu. "Yes, this is it", I said to myself. And then I talked to him. It's not that I don't know English but it's because one will feel good when there is no language restriction in expressing emotions. And this was the best thing in him. No, No, No don't stop here....... He, as a self, was one of the bests. Alright days passed and we were friends.
He's a fab personality. He used to walk around campus, sit in cafeteria and chat with people. In one year, he won many souls, one of them was me. He used to talk about different issues and people talked to him without any restriction or without hesitation (remember I talked about the language thingie). I don't really have words to express how we felt after meeting him. We, at least I, never thought of him as he's an American who will leave us one day. With passing days he seemed like a Pathan from Peshawar who will take a bus and visit his city and will come to us.
Whatever the case is, those sparkling colored eyes used to sparkle our day, that smile was a source of smile on our faces, those talks gave us courage, those sittings made us confident, that ease he gave, made us confident, that person was not a person but a relation.......... brother, friend, teacher, guide, advisor!!!
It was not less than a 9.1 earthquake for me when I heard that He's leaving Pakistan, but I have my controls. I didn't have courage to meet him on his last day because I knew that I'll burst into tears. I'm happy that he's with his family but I miss him a lot too!
May God be with you Mark!!
(Back to the story) The first smile that came to my face after meeting him was when he started speaking in Urdu. "Yes, this is it", I said to myself. And then I talked to him. It's not that I don't know English but it's because one will feel good when there is no language restriction in expressing emotions. And this was the best thing in him. No, No, No don't stop here....... He, as a self, was one of the bests. Alright days passed and we were friends.
He's a fab personality. He used to walk around campus, sit in cafeteria and chat with people. In one year, he won many souls, one of them was me. He used to talk about different issues and people talked to him without any restriction or without hesitation (remember I talked about the language thingie). I don't really have words to express how we felt after meeting him. We, at least I, never thought of him as he's an American who will leave us one day. With passing days he seemed like a Pathan from Peshawar who will take a bus and visit his city and will come to us.
Whatever the case is, those sparkling colored eyes used to sparkle our day, that smile was a source of smile on our faces, those talks gave us courage, those sittings made us confident, that ease he gave, made us confident, that person was not a person but a relation.......... brother, friend, teacher, guide, advisor!!!
It was not less than a 9.1 earthquake for me when I heard that He's leaving Pakistan, but I have my controls. I didn't have courage to meet him on his last day because I knew that I'll burst into tears. I'm happy that he's with his family but I miss him a lot too!
May God be with you Mark!!
How to waste time?
Wasting time is not an easy task. There are different ways of wasting time. One of them is to waste time by pretending that you are doing something healthy. To waste time in this manner you can follow the following steps. First, make your room a quite place for study. Then go and sit on your bed putting two pillows as a support for your back. Now take a book and pretend to read it. Then take your cell phone and pick up a friend who can talk to you uselessly to chat with by sending sms. Get your message package on. And start chatting without any reason. Now whoever comes into your room especially your mother will think and feel happy that you are busy with your readings. But actually you are wasting time. If this is not interesting and you really want to waste your time then there are many alternatives like by cleaning your room you will waste your time because it will be dirty again in a day. Then taking your dog on walk will also help you because every time it eats it will want to go for a walk.
The unforgettable dream
I was wandering in the garden. It was a garden like Eden. It had tall trees and beautiful flowers decorated. There was greenery everywhere. Suddenly, the wind starts blowing. I was enjoying the weather but after sometime the wind changed into the storm and in the couple of minute situation changed. The garden that was as beautiful Eden changed into a place like Hell. There was darkness everywhere, the greenery vanished and the flowers were gone. The environment became horrifying. Suddenly I felt that someone is standing behind me. I thought that there must be someone to help me but when I look, I saw a big giant standing in front of me. It seemed that he wanted to grab me. I closed my eyes and screamed for help. When I opened my eye, I found myself in my bed and there was my sister instead of a giant, asking me, what happened? Why are you screaming? The next day I told my sister about my dream asking the meaning of the horrible scenario and she started laughing. I asked her that why you are laughing? Then she explained me that you have seen “Alvin and Chipmunks” last night before sleeping that is why you were getting thoughts of a big giant. hahahahahhahahhaha
Once it was a dedication............. now it's just a poem!
I thank God He sent you to me
For you and I were meant to be
We have a bond too strong to break
We have a love no one can take
In you I found a love so true
My heart is filled with love for you
Every time I see you my heart skips a beat
You make my life whole, you make my life complete
My love for you grows more each passing day
The thought of your gorgeous face takes my breath away
Those brown eyes fills my soul with happiness
The day I will become yours forever
Will be the happiest day of my life
Even thinking of that day makes me smile
I can’t wait till I walk down the isle.
For you and I were meant to be
We have a bond too strong to break
We have a love no one can take
In you I found a love so true
My heart is filled with love for you
Every time I see you my heart skips a beat
You make my life whole, you make my life complete
My love for you grows more each passing day
The thought of your gorgeous face takes my breath away
Those brown eyes fills my soul with happiness
The day I will become yours forever
Will be the happiest day of my life
Even thinking of that day makes me smile
I can’t wait till I walk down the isle.
My first registration in bacclaureate
New, nervous, trendy, unknown
My those days are now gone
First, I thought it’s just a headache
However, later realize that we’ve to work for stomach
I remembered the day of my first registration
I felt like, what a botheration!
An English, a urdu, a MCOM, two business
Were the course selected in nervousness
From E to N, I was lost
Wanted to reach computer lab, at any cost
After reg. it began to rain
My plan to roam around the campus was all in vain
It stopped raining nearly at two
The sky was clear and blue
I asked, to take a round bro
But he said, sis, its time to go
I said, I know it is too late
But to see the campus I can’t wait
He took me around the campus one time
I cannot forget that precious time
I was enjoying the full bloom
But mom called that come back home soon
That was the day I will never forget
Just wishing, if one time, I’ll get it back.
My those days are now gone
First, I thought it’s just a headache
However, later realize that we’ve to work for stomach
I remembered the day of my first registration
I felt like, what a botheration!
An English, a urdu, a MCOM, two business
Were the course selected in nervousness
From E to N, I was lost
Wanted to reach computer lab, at any cost
After reg. it began to rain
My plan to roam around the campus was all in vain
It stopped raining nearly at two
The sky was clear and blue
I asked, to take a round bro
But he said, sis, its time to go
I said, I know it is too late
But to see the campus I can’t wait
He took me around the campus one time
I cannot forget that precious time
I was enjoying the full bloom
But mom called that come back home soon
That was the day I will never forget
Just wishing, if one time, I’ll get it back.
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