Of chance encounters with Cupid's arrows

With all batteries charged after a long weekend, I believed myself to be good for some solid work on Monday. The only thing that needed to be done was for some one to give me a little motivation. The first half had its share of motivation as I started work on my presentation that has to depict the process flows of all the HR procedures at PwC. After a few slides of some plain jane stuff, I decided to give things a twist (what with the time that I had to complete this thing) and introduced some animation into the presentation. I know that it also makes the presentation more readable but all the same, if I had been under pressure of time, I would certainly have skipped the part.

But skip I did not and as a result, at about quarter past two, I had this first phase of the presentation ready, full of hyperlinks and animation and boxes coming and arrows flying and what not. However, before I could impress my guide with the flashy things, she had to leave for some other work and I was left stranded, working some more to extend the presentation but necessarily, just reading up stuff to get more insight into the project and specifically the part that I am supposed to address.

That done, it was time for me to pack the bags and leave the office at about 6, which, as I am sure most of my colleagues will agree, is a tad early for a summer trainee. Whatever it may be, I was at my PG pretty soon, looking at ways and means to pass my time. Vikhyat, in one of his mails, had suggested that I (why me specifically???) should watch Khamosh and the tone, of course, was sarcastic (to be deduced to say that only I can like such a stupid movie). To cut a long story short, my mates at PG had got the CD of Khamosh and it turned out to be my entetainment masala for the next two hours. I must say that it is no classic but all the same, it is not too bad either. Loosely based on Ten Little Niggers and Psycho, the movie comes nowhere close to either of the originals but it entertains and that is what I was after.

The sumptuous and yet cheap dinner made up for whatever little mood crashing was caused by Khamosh and I was anything but Khamosh after dinner and a good long walk across the residential areas of Salt Lake. There were more hours to be spent before I hit the sack and there was another movie lying around. This one was supposed to be good but just how good it was, I realized only after I got into seeing it, tooth line and stinker.

"A fortunate accident" is how the word Serendipity is defined as and for me, it was a fortunate accident to be seeing this movie (just how it was an accident is a long story...some other time perhaps). Not boasting of any big stars, the movie however touches you like anything. With a chance meeting between a guy and a girl in a New York store (the fortunate accident) on Christmas eve opening the proceedings, it seemed like any other Yule spirit movies.

However, with the sharp focus on destiny and the girl deciding to give the guy a miss on the first night in the belief that if they are destined to meet, they will meet, the movie changed colors pretty fast. The rest of the movie is spent in conveying the truth in the concept of "The Plan of Life", as the protagonists search for each other years after that chance encounter, in the hope of meeting that elusive man/woman destiny has associated with them.

The final few moments of the movie, though smelling faintly of a wonders-will-never-cease Hindi movie, are good in their own way as they go on to re-inforce the belief of die-hard romantics (I used to count myself as one some time back) in the concept of true love and the concept of someone somewhere being made for you.

So it was, after two movies and a good dinner in the break between the two, that I fell off to sleep with thoughts of trying to rationalize the chance encounter funda and of course, instead of the Cupid's arrows, seeing my presentation's arrows flying all across the computer screen :-))