The Other Side of Life

My boss has a peculiar habit of using random words in the most technically incorrect and inappropriate ways. For Grammar Nazis', that's the equivalent of scratching fingernails on a blackboard. Last week, the word was Irony . I get it that irony is one of the most misused words in English. Heck, even Alanis Morissette got it wrong. What's my boss? But, the curious cat that I am, I started reading about irony. And man, what a galore of interesting titbits. Since I have never done an informative post on my blog, like ever, I thought today should be a good start for this. This also being my blog's birthday month. So, anyway, the thing about irony is that everyone gets it wrong. Irony, in simple words, is reverse of expectations. When you say what you don't mean, its verbal irony. When the outcome of a situation is the reverse of what was expected, its situational irony.  And so, we can safely conclude that Alanis got it horribly wrong, didn't she? Like ...

Last year on 8th March, International Women's Day, I had a holiday. Preparatory leave for final exams in my MBA. I woke up late, had a nice brunch which my Mom made, indulged in some languid afternoon Telly, downloaded the latest episode of Modern Family and laughed a lot while watching it, went for a walk in the evening, decided to "prepare" for the exam in the night, but fell asleep instead. It was a happy women's day for me. This year on 8th March, I went to office. (That too on a Saturday. You should all sign a petition to request my office to give us Saturdays off. Really. It effects my blogging capacity so much.) So yes. I went to office. And from there started my women's day experience. I wore pink, because we had a dress code. Yes. Tokenism at its best. I mean, women wearing pink on women's day is equivalent to opening a snake charmer counter at the entrance of the International Airport in Delhi to welcome all those foreigners who come he...