Nah am not here to provide some insights into the medicines for various ailments or to give out the list of the banned medicine still prevelant in India.
This blog is about my medication. It so happened that I was staying back at my friend's place and I was supose to take migrain medicine ( yeah!! yeah!! laugh all you want but I do have a brain which has migrain, that sounds like a gud rhyme) but I had no clue what was the name of medicine. They like any engg today started luking for it on the net ( the best thing was they searched for deepa's migrain medicine :D) and then one of my friend suggested to write it down on my blog so that its easily accessible and viola!! here I am. So here goes the list of medicines
Every Night medicine-FLUNER-10
Migrain SOS - Vasograin
Migrain headache-Migranil
Fluoride medicine-Flunil-10
Heamoglobin-orofer XT
Multivitamin-Supradyn
yup dats about it. I feel like mobile mobile hamdard dawakhana.
Anyways that it for this post.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
The pursuit of happiness
no! no! No! and NO! this post is not about the movie with will smith and the kid where will smith so very nicely solve the rubik's cube ( hmmppp I don't really like that bloody cube, yeah u guessed it right, I cant solve it).
Coming back to the post this is about how parents react ( read Re-Act), when there kids for once in their godforsaken life decide something.
My mom, like any other understanding parent gave me her blessings n all bout the marrying the guy of my choice and I was really impressed with my mom's great and forward thinking ( well coming from a parent who lives in a society where kid's approval is still not neccessary, I would deginetely call this forward).
So I very dilligently reciprocated this gesture of my mom, by being candid and respectful and telling her that I do have a " boy" she might "like" to "meet". Tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
And well, that was the last time my mom spoke "nicely" to me.
Well the first reaction was of amazement, she has the same surprise factor in her voice that we have while watching some magicians show and wonder " how did she manage to do that"?
Yeah even she was surprised, that who would in his sane mind agree to stay with me for a whole day, let alone whole life.
So first her reaction was of sheer amzement, then it changed to amusement and then resentment.
Well not so much of resentment but yeah something close to that and all this provided reall entertainment to my kid brother and sister ( who by the way, were on my side and full time fielding for me at home).
My mom's total logic was based on one sentence" what would the people think"?
I was really irritated with this thing, since when did the socielty or "people" overtook in me in this race of "motherly affection". Since when did they shoved me into one corner and took most of the space in my mom's heart.
I think it all started since the time my mom started keeping the "goodday" biscuits for the "guests aka people aka society" and gave us the parle-G biscuits or may be from the time when she started giving us rasna instead of the "reall stuff" which was pepsi or coke.
I just thought to myself that I have failed miserably in understanding parents.
I thought that for parents the happiness of their child is and should be of foremost importance but is it reallly true?
Do they really do care for us as much as they say? 'coz if they do society, people et.al should be the ones they should be bothered about.
Also aren't they going to be the happiest if their children are happy or they going to be happier if the society is happy?
As they say that happiness has to be persuaded but whose happiness are they going to pursue their children's or the society
I really don't have the answer but I guess thsi is what the parents whould ask themselves when they think about"what will the people think".
Coming back to the post this is about how parents react ( read Re-Act), when there kids for once in their godforsaken life decide something.
My mom, like any other understanding parent gave me her blessings n all bout the marrying the guy of my choice and I was really impressed with my mom's great and forward thinking ( well coming from a parent who lives in a society where kid's approval is still not neccessary, I would deginetely call this forward).
So I very dilligently reciprocated this gesture of my mom, by being candid and respectful and telling her that I do have a " boy" she might "like" to "meet". Tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
And well, that was the last time my mom spoke "nicely" to me.
Well the first reaction was of amazement, she has the same surprise factor in her voice that we have while watching some magicians show and wonder " how did she manage to do that"?
Yeah even she was surprised, that who would in his sane mind agree to stay with me for a whole day, let alone whole life.
So first her reaction was of sheer amzement, then it changed to amusement and then resentment.
Well not so much of resentment but yeah something close to that and all this provided reall entertainment to my kid brother and sister ( who by the way, were on my side and full time fielding for me at home).
My mom's total logic was based on one sentence" what would the people think"?
I was really irritated with this thing, since when did the socielty or "people" overtook in me in this race of "motherly affection". Since when did they shoved me into one corner and took most of the space in my mom's heart.
I think it all started since the time my mom started keeping the "goodday" biscuits for the "guests aka people aka society" and gave us the parle-G biscuits or may be from the time when she started giving us rasna instead of the "reall stuff" which was pepsi or coke.
I just thought to myself that I have failed miserably in understanding parents.
I thought that for parents the happiness of their child is and should be of foremost importance but is it reallly true?
Do they really do care for us as much as they say? 'coz if they do society, people et.al should be the ones they should be bothered about.
Also aren't they going to be the happiest if their children are happy or they going to be happier if the society is happy?
As they say that happiness has to be persuaded but whose happiness are they going to pursue their children's or the society
I really don't have the answer but I guess thsi is what the parents whould ask themselves when they think about"what will the people think".
Friday, November 2, 2007
Well this week (as well as the last one) has been a quite hectic. But the diffrence has been though I was damn occupied and got damn tired out of these day's work, I kinda enjoyed it. for one reason that it was my work that on display to the leadership ( although I know they couldnt care less bout what I do and did, but whatever it may be, I would not let anyone spoil that moment for me). Yeah my work, my own work was being presented.
and who all were there to see my tiny thing, Ron grant (COO, AOL), Jeff bewkes (CEO,president, times warner), Ann moore ( CEO& president, Times Inc) and a couple of other hot shots from HBO, Turner, n all that(yeah, you get the idea).
Although it wasnt me who was presenting ( yeah I was just thebackground) but still it wsa my work and those guys DID talk to me and thought its a good idea ( yeah yeah I know they were being couteous but still) the feeling that you get from that moment, my 15 minutes of fame, my glory, oh man it wsa such a high, I just cant describe.
And the most noticeable thing about those guys is that the humility they have.
All of them were so warn and humble. No airs of superiority, no prejudices ( they were coming here after laying off some 2000 employees in US), nothing.
Just simple calm and humble look on their face. And they might have just appreciated the idea for the sake of it ( as one of my colleague said) but still it was one of the best appreciation that I have got . This was one of the most important day of my life (yeah it comes straight after the day I got my choclate after telling the name of one mammal in my first standard (kidding!!))
and who all were there to see my tiny thing, Ron grant (COO, AOL), Jeff bewkes (CEO,president, times warner), Ann moore ( CEO& president, Times Inc) and a couple of other hot shots from HBO, Turner, n all that(yeah, you get the idea).
Although it wasnt me who was presenting ( yeah I was just thebackground) but still it wsa my work and those guys DID talk to me and thought its a good idea ( yeah yeah I know they were being couteous but still) the feeling that you get from that moment, my 15 minutes of fame, my glory, oh man it wsa such a high, I just cant describe.
And the most noticeable thing about those guys is that the humility they have.
All of them were so warn and humble. No airs of superiority, no prejudices ( they were coming here after laying off some 2000 employees in US), nothing.
Just simple calm and humble look on their face. And they might have just appreciated the idea for the sake of it ( as one of my colleague said) but still it was one of the best appreciation that I have got . This was one of the most important day of my life (yeah it comes straight after the day I got my choclate after telling the name of one mammal in my first standard (kidding!!))
Friday, October 12, 2007
The Best "Out-Of-Office" E-Mail Auto-Replies:
1: I am currently out at a job interview and will reply to you if I fail to get the position.
2: I'm not really out of the office. I'm just ignoring you.
3: You are receiving this automatic notification because I am out of the office. If I was in, chances are you wouldn't have received anything at all.
4: Sorry to have missed you but I am at the doctors having my brain removed so that I may be promoted to management
5: I will be unable to delete all the unread, worthless emails you send me until I return from vacation on 4/18. Please be patient and your mail will be deleted in the order it was received.
6: Thank you for your email. Your credit card has been charged $5.99 for the first ten words and $1.99 for each additional word in your message.
7: The e-mail server is unable to verify your server connection and is unable to deliver this message. Please restart your computer and try sending again.'
8: Thank you for your message, which has been added to a queuing system. You are currently in 352nd place, and can expect to receive a reply in approximately 19 weeks.
9: Hi. I'm thinking about what you've just sent me. Please wait by your PC for my response.
10: Hi! I'm busy negotiating the salary for my new job. Don't bother to leave me any messages.
11: I've run away to join a different circus.
12: I will be out of the office for the next 2 weeks for medical reasons.When I return, please refer to me as 'Loretta' instead of 'Steve'
1: I am currently out at a job interview and will reply to you if I fail to get the position.
2: I'm not really out of the office. I'm just ignoring you.
3: You are receiving this automatic notification because I am out of the office. If I was in, chances are you wouldn't have received anything at all.
4: Sorry to have missed you but I am at the doctors having my brain removed so that I may be promoted to management
5: I will be unable to delete all the unread, worthless emails you send me until I return from vacation on 4/18. Please be patient and your mail will be deleted in the order it was received.
6: Thank you for your email. Your credit card has been charged $5.99 for the first ten words and $1.99 for each additional word in your message.
7: The e-mail server is unable to verify your server connection and is unable to deliver this message. Please restart your computer and try sending again.'
8: Thank you for your message, which has been added to a queuing system. You are currently in 352nd place, and can expect to receive a reply in approximately 19 weeks.
9: Hi. I'm thinking about what you've just sent me. Please wait by your PC for my response.
10: Hi! I'm busy negotiating the salary for my new job. Don't bother to leave me any messages.
11: I've run away to join a different circus.
12: I will be out of the office for the next 2 weeks for medical reasons.When I return, please refer to me as 'Loretta' instead of 'Steve'
Thursday, October 4, 2007
The ATM story
Am back!!
And this time with my usual ranting which were missing for wuite some time.
As the title suggests this time the crib is about the good and not so old ATM machine and the treatment.
This weekend I after lazying around the whole day I went out to buy some stuff (By stuff I means maggie ).
Anyways since the total cash in my wallet totalled to Rs3.50 ( yeah thats the total I carry these days), so I headed towards the ATM machine where a long basilisk (reffer harry potter) looking snake welcomed me.
Well with heavy feet and frustrated head I went towards the ATM. In bangalore, ATM on weekends are like hanuman mandir on tuesdays.
This post was left incomplete due to certain circumstances ( Its was 8:11 and my cab leaves at 8:15, so u get the picture).
Well I havent even finished my post and already I have got a commnet. my popularity must be increasing. Oh god no one can get away from my fame. Its just too much to handle . Thats a diffrent issue that the comment is given by ahem! ahem! my x-roomie.
well so wat charity starts at home and so does popularity:D. So right now am popular at my home,well almost, I mean 1 out of 3 roomie is not a bad score. At all.
anyways moving on, I was talking bout my ATM story, its a heart tugging story so people who cry during the saas bahu serial may wanna stop here. For the brave hearts ( yeah baby!!) her goes.
So As I reached the serpetine fo a queue near the SBI (i.e. slowest ATM bank of India, Am not saying that but some dude wrote it on the ATM, who by the way thought he is going to be married to the CEO of SBI, so thinking its his property, nicely wrote on the ATM machine).
stood there waiting for my turn, right in front of me were some 6-7 people and at that time I did not realise that they represent every possible category of ATM money withdrawer.
Following are the categories each of them belonged to
Category 1 "the stickers" people- This category thinks that they are the only people who have the power and the luxury of withdrawing money from the ATM. So they really don't care who or how many are in the queue.
All they know about is that its their time now and there is no tommorrowand i would stick to it.
Category 2 "The chatters" category - this category is the chirpy chitty chatty kinda category, who are loads of fun to stand with in the queue provided they are standing behind you. 'Coz generally this category proceed in groups and follows the group ettiquetes "no member left behind" policy, so when one friend goes in, all will get in, all will withdraw money and all with have fun while withdrawing money, while the people in the queue feel like killing each of the group memebr ( I have actually seen that in the eyes of the queue)
Category 3 "The OCD's"- This category is generally more of a an OCD category.How? lemme throw some light ( yeah!! I carry my torch of wisdome with me everytime). These guys once enter the ATM will get out only once they have touched every bloody button on the ATM ( which by the way is the typical characterstics of a OCD patient). So these guys would be checking their ATM skills right in the middle of that queue of those money hungry people whose blood boils everytime the category 3 people press a button on the ATM.
Category 4 "the account checkers"- Now this category of a people can be know as a little too much of fussy about their account. not that I disrespect this but doing this with 4564534 standing behind you is a little too much.
Imagine this the person is there to withdraw money. He checks his account before withdrawing money, he withdraws money, then again he checks his balace ( he won't take the trouble for taking a balance slip). Then they will check some 6 more things and after that they will get out of the ATM. And what is the maount that he withdraws 100 bucks( since 50 is not allowed)
Category 5 "The socialites"- This is the social ATM wanderer category. This category generally invites their friends, uncle, aunty, cousin, aunty of cousin, cousin's friend,friend's cousin and her uncle , aunt and all their close and distant relatives. And avery bloody sould when their turn comes. this becomes really irritating for the ret of the "QUEUE PEOPLE".
Category 6"The ATM animals"- This category is the category who is more of a passive category. They generally are just the audience to all the above category till the time they are outside the ATM box, once they get into the box, the ATM animal within then rises and they turn into one of the 5 above category.
Anyways after all these category of people I finally did manage to withdraw money but not before shouting and cribbing for 2-3 times. So now you can decide which category I belong to :D
And this time with my usual ranting which were missing for wuite some time.
As the title suggests this time the crib is about the good and not so old ATM machine and the treatment.
This weekend I after lazying around the whole day I went out to buy some stuff (By stuff I means maggie ).
Anyways since the total cash in my wallet totalled to Rs3.50 ( yeah thats the total I carry these days), so I headed towards the ATM machine where a long basilisk (reffer harry potter) looking snake welcomed me.
Well with heavy feet and frustrated head I went towards the ATM. In bangalore, ATM on weekends are like hanuman mandir on tuesdays.
This post was left incomplete due to certain circumstances ( Its was 8:11 and my cab leaves at 8:15, so u get the picture).
Well I havent even finished my post and already I have got a commnet. my popularity must be increasing. Oh god no one can get away from my fame. Its just too much to handle . Thats a diffrent issue that the comment is given by ahem! ahem! my x-roomie.
well so wat charity starts at home and so does popularity:D. So right now am popular at my home,well almost, I mean 1 out of 3 roomie is not a bad score. At all.
anyways moving on, I was talking bout my ATM story, its a heart tugging story so people who cry during the saas bahu serial may wanna stop here. For the brave hearts ( yeah baby!!) her goes.
So As I reached the serpetine fo a queue near the SBI (i.e. slowest ATM bank of India, Am not saying that but some dude wrote it on the ATM, who by the way thought he is going to be married to the CEO of SBI, so thinking its his property, nicely wrote on the ATM machine).
stood there waiting for my turn, right in front of me were some 6-7 people and at that time I did not realise that they represent every possible category of ATM money withdrawer.
Following are the categories each of them belonged to
Category 1 "the stickers" people- This category thinks that they are the only people who have the power and the luxury of withdrawing money from the ATM. So they really don't care who or how many are in the queue.
All they know about is that its their time now and there is no tommorrowand i would stick to it.
Category 2 "The chatters" category - this category is the chirpy chitty chatty kinda category, who are loads of fun to stand with in the queue provided they are standing behind you. 'Coz generally this category proceed in groups and follows the group ettiquetes "no member left behind" policy, so when one friend goes in, all will get in, all will withdraw money and all with have fun while withdrawing money, while the people in the queue feel like killing each of the group memebr ( I have actually seen that in the eyes of the queue)
Category 3 "The OCD's"- This category is generally more of a an OCD category.How? lemme throw some light ( yeah!! I carry my torch of wisdome with me everytime). These guys once enter the ATM will get out only once they have touched every bloody button on the ATM ( which by the way is the typical characterstics of a OCD patient). So these guys would be checking their ATM skills right in the middle of that queue of those money hungry people whose blood boils everytime the category 3 people press a button on the ATM.
Category 4 "the account checkers"- Now this category of a people can be know as a little too much of fussy about their account. not that I disrespect this but doing this with 4564534 standing behind you is a little too much.
Imagine this the person is there to withdraw money. He checks his account before withdrawing money, he withdraws money, then again he checks his balace ( he won't take the trouble for taking a balance slip). Then they will check some 6 more things and after that they will get out of the ATM. And what is the maount that he withdraws 100 bucks( since 50 is not allowed)
Category 5 "The socialites"- This is the social ATM wanderer category. This category generally invites their friends, uncle, aunty, cousin, aunty of cousin, cousin's friend,friend's cousin and her uncle , aunt and all their close and distant relatives. And avery bloody sould when their turn comes. this becomes really irritating for the ret of the "QUEUE PEOPLE".
Category 6"The ATM animals"- This category is the category who is more of a passive category. They generally are just the audience to all the above category till the time they are outside the ATM box, once they get into the box, the ATM animal within then rises and they turn into one of the 5 above category.
Anyways after all these category of people I finally did manage to withdraw money but not before shouting and cribbing for 2-3 times. So now you can decide which category I belong to :D
Friday, September 28, 2007
Suggestion to webster's
Came across these absolutely hilarious definition posted by someone on net.
Check them out, really funny
ACCORDIONATED (ah kor' de on ay tid)adj. Being able to drive and refold a road map at the same time.
AQUADEXTROUS (ak wa deks' trus)adj. Possessing the ability to turn the bathtub faucet on and off with your toes.
AQUALIBRIUM (ak wa lib' re um)n. The point where the stream of drinking fountain water is at its perfect height, thus relieving the drinker from(a) having to suck the nozzle, or(b) squirting himself in the eye.
BURGACIDE (burg' uh side)n.. When a hamburger can't take any more torture and hurls itself through the grill into the coals.
BUZZACKS (buz' aks)n. People in phone marts who walk around picking up display phones and listening for dial tones even when they know the phones are not connected.
CARPERPETUATION (kar' pur pet u a shun)n. The act, when vacuuming, of running over a string or a piece of lint at least a dozen times, reaching over and picking it up, examining it, then putting it back down to give the vacuum one more chance.
DIMP (dimp)N. A person who insults you in a cheap department store by asking, "Do you work here?" DISCONFECT (dis kon fekt')v. To sterilize the piece of candy you dropped on the floor by blowing on it, somehow assuming this will `remove' all the germs.
ECNALUBMA (ek na lub' ma)n. A rescue vehicle which can only be seen in the rearview mirror. EIFFELITES (eye' ful eyetz)n.. Gangly people sitting in front of you at the movies who, no matter what direction you lean in, follow suit.
ELBONICS (el bon' iks)n. The actions of two people maneuvering for one armrest in a movie theater.
ELECELLERATION (el a cel er ay' shun)n. The mistaken notion that the more you press an elevator button the faster it will arrive.
FRUST (frust)n. The small line of debris that refuses to be swept onto the dust pan and keeps backing a person across the room until he finally decides to give up and sweep it under the rug.
LACTOMANGULATION (lak' to man gyu lay' shun)n. Manhandling the "open here" spout on a milk container so badly that one has to resort to the `illegal' side.
NEONPHANCY (ne on' fan see)n. A fluorescent light bulb struggling to come to life.
PEPPIER (pehp ee ay')n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper.
PETONIC (peh ton' ik)adj. One who is embarrassed to undress in front of a household pet.
PHONESIA (fo nee' zhuh)n. The affliction of dialing a phone number and forgetting whom you were calling just as they answer.
PUPKUS (pup' kus)n. The moist residue left on a window after a dog presses its nose to it.
TELECRASTINATION (tel e kras tin ay' shun)n. The act of always letting the phone ring at least twice before you pick it up, even when you're only six inches away.
Check them out, really funny
ACCORDIONATED (ah kor' de on ay tid)adj. Being able to drive and refold a road map at the same time.
AQUADEXTROUS (ak wa deks' trus)adj. Possessing the ability to turn the bathtub faucet on and off with your toes.
AQUALIBRIUM (ak wa lib' re um)n. The point where the stream of drinking fountain water is at its perfect height, thus relieving the drinker from(a) having to suck the nozzle, or(b) squirting himself in the eye.
BURGACIDE (burg' uh side)n.. When a hamburger can't take any more torture and hurls itself through the grill into the coals.
BUZZACKS (buz' aks)n. People in phone marts who walk around picking up display phones and listening for dial tones even when they know the phones are not connected.
CARPERPETUATION (kar' pur pet u a shun)n. The act, when vacuuming, of running over a string or a piece of lint at least a dozen times, reaching over and picking it up, examining it, then putting it back down to give the vacuum one more chance.
DIMP (dimp)N. A person who insults you in a cheap department store by asking, "Do you work here?" DISCONFECT (dis kon fekt')v. To sterilize the piece of candy you dropped on the floor by blowing on it, somehow assuming this will `remove' all the germs.
ECNALUBMA (ek na lub' ma)n. A rescue vehicle which can only be seen in the rearview mirror. EIFFELITES (eye' ful eyetz)n.. Gangly people sitting in front of you at the movies who, no matter what direction you lean in, follow suit.
ELBONICS (el bon' iks)n. The actions of two people maneuvering for one armrest in a movie theater.
ELECELLERATION (el a cel er ay' shun)n. The mistaken notion that the more you press an elevator button the faster it will arrive.
FRUST (frust)n. The small line of debris that refuses to be swept onto the dust pan and keeps backing a person across the room until he finally decides to give up and sweep it under the rug.
LACTOMANGULATION (lak' to man gyu lay' shun)n. Manhandling the "open here" spout on a milk container so badly that one has to resort to the `illegal' side.
NEONPHANCY (ne on' fan see)n. A fluorescent light bulb struggling to come to life.
PEPPIER (pehp ee ay')n. The waiter at a fancy restaurant whose sole purpose seems to be walking around asking diners if they want ground pepper.
PETONIC (peh ton' ik)adj. One who is embarrassed to undress in front of a household pet.
PHONESIA (fo nee' zhuh)n. The affliction of dialing a phone number and forgetting whom you were calling just as they answer.
PUPKUS (pup' kus)n. The moist residue left on a window after a dog presses its nose to it.
TELECRASTINATION (tel e kras tin ay' shun)n. The act of always letting the phone ring at least twice before you pick it up, even when you're only six inches away.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Arbit thoughts
Mez back.
you after a long long time back here.
Its been a long long time when I wrote naything about well anything.
And right now some 4767869867457 thoughts are crossing my mind about which i wanna write but i guess I will stick to my favourite thing, cribbing.
Yeah yeah, I know I know 90% of the time am ranting and raving about some or the other thing which is wrong with me or with things around me or something like that.
so why differ this time. Well this post is dedicated to all the people who, ummmm......., well you will get the picture a little later.
Well have you ever been told by a person in your your office to keep it down or your home to keep it down or even in the cafeteria to keep it down.
Well with me, its almost a daily affair.
Just now a jerk(in my office) asked me to "keep it down" (when so many other people are actually shouting at the same decibels or more. Well these are the time I really feel that the whole world is conpiring against me). Any ways so this dude in his "oh so charming" ( well that what he thinks) way told me that we have calls and its disturbing and yada yada yada.......
And its not just today that its like this I am told to keep it down at home, at cafetaria even in the bathroom.
Cummon man gimme a break. Is this some kind of "morcha" people are taking out against me.
I mean there are other people go on talk to them tell them to shut up.
Why can't people stand a girl in a good mood,rather anyone in a good moood.
Why are people so hell bent on making everyone irritated like them.
Well I think it with the fact that everyone has likes to get into majority so the good mood guys try to spread by being hilarious and loud whereas the bad mood guys try and get majority by spreading their.
Thats it!!! that's the whole idea.
So the way to beat it isnot to let the opposition get into majority ( Man!! I can solve nay bloody problem).
So from now on people might ask me to keep it down but... welll they'll see :)
you after a long long time back here.
Its been a long long time when I wrote naything about well anything.
And right now some 4767869867457 thoughts are crossing my mind about which i wanna write but i guess I will stick to my favourite thing, cribbing.
Yeah yeah, I know I know 90% of the time am ranting and raving about some or the other thing which is wrong with me or with things around me or something like that.
so why differ this time. Well this post is dedicated to all the people who, ummmm......., well you will get the picture a little later.
Well have you ever been told by a person in your your office to keep it down or your home to keep it down or even in the cafeteria to keep it down.
Well with me, its almost a daily affair.
Just now a jerk(in my office) asked me to "keep it down" (when so many other people are actually shouting at the same decibels or more. Well these are the time I really feel that the whole world is conpiring against me). Any ways so this dude in his "oh so charming" ( well that what he thinks) way told me that we have calls and its disturbing and yada yada yada.......
And its not just today that its like this I am told to keep it down at home, at cafetaria even in the bathroom.
Cummon man gimme a break. Is this some kind of "morcha" people are taking out against me.
I mean there are other people go on talk to them tell them to shut up.
Why can't people stand a girl in a good mood,rather anyone in a good moood.
Why are people so hell bent on making everyone irritated like them.
Well I think it with the fact that everyone has likes to get into majority so the good mood guys try to spread by being hilarious and loud whereas the bad mood guys try and get majority by spreading their.
Thats it!!! that's the whole idea.
So the way to beat it isnot to let the opposition get into majority ( Man!! I can solve nay bloody problem).
So from now on people might ask me to keep it down but... welll they'll see :)
Monday, August 27, 2007
A letter from Bhagat singh
When everyone in this country is thinking about their own selfish motive and propogating them shamelessly in front of the whole of 1 Billion+ population here is a letter from a great leader who not only had the guts to dream but also the determination of making those dreams a reality, not for himself but the genration to come.
The future generation of his own motherland.
This should be read to alll the CPM leaders and so called cuurent "leaders" of the country when they are making all sorts of ruckus in the parliament and not letting the country head decide in the favor of the country's welfare.
To:The Punjab Governor
Sir,
With due respect we beg to bring to your kind notice the following:
That we were sentenced to death on 7th October 1930 by a British Court, L.C.C Tribunal, constituted under the Sp. Lahore Conspiracy Case Ordinance, promulgated by the H.E. The Viceroy, the Head of the British Government of India, and that the main charge against us was that of having waged war against H.M. King George, the King of England.
The above-mentioned finding of the Court pre-supposed two things:
Firstly, that there exists a state of war between the British Nation and the Indian Nation and, secondly, that we had actually participated in that war and were therefore war prisoners.
The second pre-supposition seems to be a little bit flattering, but nevertheless it is too tempting to resist the desire of acquiescing in it.
As regards the first, we are constrained to go into some detail. Apparently there seems to be no such war as the phrase indicates. Nevertheless, please allow us to accept the validity of the pre-supposition taking it at its face value. But in order to be correctly understood we must explain it further. Let us declare that the state of war does exist and shall exist so long as the Indian toiling masses and the natural resources are being exploited by a handful of parasites. They may be purely British Capitalist or mixed British and Indian or even purely Indian.
They may be carrying on their insidious exploitation through mixed or even on purely Indian bureaucratic apparatus. All these things make no difference. No matter, if your Government tries and succeeds in winning over the leaders of the upper strata of the Indian Society through petty concessions and compromises and thereby cause a temporary demoralization in the main body of the forces. No matter, if once again the vanguard of the Indian movement, the Revolutionary Party, finds itself deserted in the thick of the war.
No matter if the leaders to whom personally we are much indebted for the sympathy and feelings they expressed for us, but nevertheless we cannot overlook the fact that they did become so callous as to ignore and not to make a mention in the peace negotiation of even the homeless, friendless and penniless of female workers who are alleged to be belonging to the vanguard and whom the leaders consider to be enemies of their utopian non-violent cult which has already become a thing of the past; the heroines who had ungrudgingly sacrificed or offered for sacrifice their husbands, brothers, and all that were nearest and dearest to them, including themselves, whom your government has declared to be outlaws. No matter, it your agents stoop so low as to fabricate baseless calumnies against their spotless characters to damage their and their party's reputation. The war shall continue.
It may assume different shapes at different times.
It may become now open, now hidden, now purely agitational, now fierce life and death struggle. The choice of the course, whether bloody or comparatively peaceful, which it should adopt rests with you. Choose whichever you like.
But that war shall be incessantly waged without taking into consideration the petty (illegible) and the meaningless ethical ideologies. It shall be waged ever with new vigour, greater audacity and unflinching determination till the Socialist Republic is established and the present social order is completely replaced by a new social order, based on social prosperity and thus every sort of exploitation is put an end to and the humanity is ushered into the era of genuine and permanent peace. In the very near future the final battle shall be fought and final settlement arrived at.
The days of capitalist and imperialist exploitation are numbered. The war neither began with us nor is it going to end with our lives. It is the inevitable consequence of the historic events and the existing environments. Our humble sacrifices shall be only a link in the chain that has very accurately been beautified by the unparalleled sacrifice of Mr. Das and most tragic but noblest sacrifice of Comrade Bhagawati Charan and the glorious death of our dear warrior Azad.
As to the question of our fates, please allow us to say that when you have decided to put us to death, you will certainly do it. You have got the power in your hands and the power is the greatest justification in this world. We know that the maxim "Might is right" serves as your guiding motto. The whole of our trial was just a proof of that. We wanted to point out that according to the verdict of your court we had waged war and were therefore war prisoners. And we claim to be treated as such, i.e., we claim to be shot dead instead of to be hanged. It rests with you to prove that you really meant what your court has said.
We request and hope that you will very kindly order the military department to send its detachment to perform our execution.
Yours,
BHAGAT SINGH
The letter si picked up from my friend but nevertheless it captures the emotions of a person who thought nothing is above ur nation. Nothing at alll
The future generation of his own motherland.
This should be read to alll the CPM leaders and so called cuurent "leaders" of the country when they are making all sorts of ruckus in the parliament and not letting the country head decide in the favor of the country's welfare.
To:The Punjab Governor
Sir,
With due respect we beg to bring to your kind notice the following:
That we were sentenced to death on 7th October 1930 by a British Court, L.C.C Tribunal, constituted under the Sp. Lahore Conspiracy Case Ordinance, promulgated by the H.E. The Viceroy, the Head of the British Government of India, and that the main charge against us was that of having waged war against H.M. King George, the King of England.
The above-mentioned finding of the Court pre-supposed two things:
Firstly, that there exists a state of war between the British Nation and the Indian Nation and, secondly, that we had actually participated in that war and were therefore war prisoners.
The second pre-supposition seems to be a little bit flattering, but nevertheless it is too tempting to resist the desire of acquiescing in it.
As regards the first, we are constrained to go into some detail. Apparently there seems to be no such war as the phrase indicates. Nevertheless, please allow us to accept the validity of the pre-supposition taking it at its face value. But in order to be correctly understood we must explain it further. Let us declare that the state of war does exist and shall exist so long as the Indian toiling masses and the natural resources are being exploited by a handful of parasites. They may be purely British Capitalist or mixed British and Indian or even purely Indian.
They may be carrying on their insidious exploitation through mixed or even on purely Indian bureaucratic apparatus. All these things make no difference. No matter, if your Government tries and succeeds in winning over the leaders of the upper strata of the Indian Society through petty concessions and compromises and thereby cause a temporary demoralization in the main body of the forces. No matter, if once again the vanguard of the Indian movement, the Revolutionary Party, finds itself deserted in the thick of the war.
No matter if the leaders to whom personally we are much indebted for the sympathy and feelings they expressed for us, but nevertheless we cannot overlook the fact that they did become so callous as to ignore and not to make a mention in the peace negotiation of even the homeless, friendless and penniless of female workers who are alleged to be belonging to the vanguard and whom the leaders consider to be enemies of their utopian non-violent cult which has already become a thing of the past; the heroines who had ungrudgingly sacrificed or offered for sacrifice their husbands, brothers, and all that were nearest and dearest to them, including themselves, whom your government has declared to be outlaws. No matter, it your agents stoop so low as to fabricate baseless calumnies against their spotless characters to damage their and their party's reputation. The war shall continue.
It may assume different shapes at different times.
It may become now open, now hidden, now purely agitational, now fierce life and death struggle. The choice of the course, whether bloody or comparatively peaceful, which it should adopt rests with you. Choose whichever you like.
But that war shall be incessantly waged without taking into consideration the petty (illegible) and the meaningless ethical ideologies. It shall be waged ever with new vigour, greater audacity and unflinching determination till the Socialist Republic is established and the present social order is completely replaced by a new social order, based on social prosperity and thus every sort of exploitation is put an end to and the humanity is ushered into the era of genuine and permanent peace. In the very near future the final battle shall be fought and final settlement arrived at.
The days of capitalist and imperialist exploitation are numbered. The war neither began with us nor is it going to end with our lives. It is the inevitable consequence of the historic events and the existing environments. Our humble sacrifices shall be only a link in the chain that has very accurately been beautified by the unparalleled sacrifice of Mr. Das and most tragic but noblest sacrifice of Comrade Bhagawati Charan and the glorious death of our dear warrior Azad.
As to the question of our fates, please allow us to say that when you have decided to put us to death, you will certainly do it. You have got the power in your hands and the power is the greatest justification in this world. We know that the maxim "Might is right" serves as your guiding motto. The whole of our trial was just a proof of that. We wanted to point out that according to the verdict of your court we had waged war and were therefore war prisoners. And we claim to be treated as such, i.e., we claim to be shot dead instead of to be hanged. It rests with you to prove that you really meant what your court has said.
We request and hope that you will very kindly order the military department to send its detachment to perform our execution.
Yours,
BHAGAT SINGH
The letter si picked up from my friend but nevertheless it captures the emotions of a person who thought nothing is above ur nation. Nothing at alll
Friday, August 17, 2007
Some arbit junk
Well its been a crazy month.
Ever since I returned from US the work has been justa bsolute crazy. working from 11 to 11 and then going back and working till 7 in the morning ( Fine it was just one day but still i worked from 11 to 11 reguarly) but I finally took out some time and bought a novel on15th august.
And that was not just any novel its was the novel by Shoba de rather "The shobha de".
The much coveted writer, The total authority on high society and page 3 fudas with a masters rather Phd on celebritieism (people who are shobha de's fan kindly stop here the next few paragraphs are no sugar for you, other can also stop here 'coz hereon are just my rantings agaisnt something. All those who wanna hear the rantings may proceed)
Anyways I bought the novel just to get a flavour of her writing and trust i8t left a reall bad taste in my mouth.
The story basically revolves around some 5 friends. one of them, who by the way is hell rich and is a great celebrity (and here we go with the whole celebrity thingy), want to meet the rest. The rest, not being in any way fond of her, still go and meet her and there starts all the drama of recollections, memories and reminiscences which none of them cherishes or relishes but yet all of them just coax each other for more.
Thats it, Yeah that the story, but the worst is not over yet. The main point is that whatever she was trying to spin there I don't no why everybody ended up in bed why each of the experience got to the same ending of bedding people, sleeping around and all that.
I mean either the "high society" has nothing else on mind or the writer herself doesnt have anything remotely to do with mind .
Cummon how predicable can she be.
Anyways after reading that novel I have sweared on aaal the bhavani maa and santoshi maa et al. that I would never ever go by the glossy page.
Some writers are good writing about celebrities' boob jobs and broken relationships on page 15 of times of India. This novel thingy, nope not for them.
Would read my good 'ol harry potter to get rid of these depression that i got after reading that novel.
Ever since I returned from US the work has been justa bsolute crazy. working from 11 to 11 and then going back and working till 7 in the morning ( Fine it was just one day but still i worked from 11 to 11 reguarly) but I finally took out some time and bought a novel on15th august.
And that was not just any novel its was the novel by Shoba de rather "The shobha de".
The much coveted writer, The total authority on high society and page 3 fudas with a masters rather Phd on celebritieism (people who are shobha de's fan kindly stop here the next few paragraphs are no sugar for you, other can also stop here 'coz hereon are just my rantings agaisnt something. All those who wanna hear the rantings may proceed)
Anyways I bought the novel just to get a flavour of her writing and trust i8t left a reall bad taste in my mouth.
The story basically revolves around some 5 friends. one of them, who by the way is hell rich and is a great celebrity (and here we go with the whole celebrity thingy), want to meet the rest. The rest, not being in any way fond of her, still go and meet her and there starts all the drama of recollections, memories and reminiscences which none of them cherishes or relishes but yet all of them just coax each other for more.
Thats it, Yeah that the story, but the worst is not over yet. The main point is that whatever she was trying to spin there I don't no why everybody ended up in bed why each of the experience got to the same ending of bedding people, sleeping around and all that.
I mean either the "high society" has nothing else on mind or the writer herself doesnt have anything remotely to do with mind .
Cummon how predicable can she be.
Anyways after reading that novel I have sweared on aaal the bhavani maa and santoshi maa et al. that I would never ever go by the glossy page.
Some writers are good writing about celebrities' boob jobs and broken relationships on page 15 of times of India. This novel thingy, nope not for them.
Would read my good 'ol harry potter to get rid of these depression that i got after reading that novel.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
What's with the guilt??
Hmmmmppphhh!!!!!
Right now am in the middle of a call (which fortunately my manger decided not to attend and so this blog was born) and all of us ( by us I mean me and all my colleagues) are totally pissed with the situation, which is due to two basic reasons.
1. We dont get an ounce of wat those firangs talk about
2. We dont care an ounce of what those firangs talk about.
So all in all we are just trying to make out what these guys are talking about and cursing our manager at regular intervals for leaving us here like this.
In the middle of all thsi I kinda had an argument with oen of my colleague and me being me said a couple of rude things and just a second later felt guilty about, which in turn made me wonder about the mechanism of guilt.
What is with guilt?
We feel guilty about doing anything that pleases us. we feel guilty about eating too much, bout playing too much, eating too good , indulging too much, roaming too much and at time we feel guilty about feeling guilty?
I mean why is anything that is even remotely close to making us happy makes us feel guilty?
May be its with how much confortable we are under our skin and how much confidence we carry with ourself.
Its just about how much wrong we think we can go. The more we think we are wrong the tighter is the grip of guilt on us.
Simple correlation?
Well right now ma feeling guilty about not attending the call properly, so with a heavy heart and hand I would get back to my call.
Right now am in the middle of a call (which fortunately my manger decided not to attend and so this blog was born) and all of us ( by us I mean me and all my colleagues) are totally pissed with the situation, which is due to two basic reasons.
1. We dont get an ounce of wat those firangs talk about
2. We dont care an ounce of what those firangs talk about.
So all in all we are just trying to make out what these guys are talking about and cursing our manager at regular intervals for leaving us here like this.
In the middle of all thsi I kinda had an argument with oen of my colleague and me being me said a couple of rude things and just a second later felt guilty about, which in turn made me wonder about the mechanism of guilt.
What is with guilt?
We feel guilty about doing anything that pleases us. we feel guilty about eating too much, bout playing too much, eating too good , indulging too much, roaming too much and at time we feel guilty about feeling guilty?
I mean why is anything that is even remotely close to making us happy makes us feel guilty?
May be its with how much confortable we are under our skin and how much confidence we carry with ourself.
Its just about how much wrong we think we can go. The more we think we are wrong the tighter is the grip of guilt on us.
Simple correlation?
Well right now ma feeling guilty about not attending the call properly, so with a heavy heart and hand I would get back to my call.
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Recent things
It's been really long since I last posted anything here.
Have been busy with work, new work, old work n all dat.
Watched harry potter the other day.
Decent movie, not as good as the other ones but still ok (was kinda expecting this since this part of the novel was not as good as the others).
The climax was amazing despite of a sad ending.
Well apart from this recently realised that am a pure harry potter fanatic and I liked harry potter (daniel radcliff basically) in most in the first part which is the sorceres stone and in books
I liked the second book the most.
Have read the book thrice already and am planning to revise the rest of the parts as well.
Apart from harry potter we shifted our office from diamond district to ecospace.
The office is amazingly beautiful with all the amenities one can wish for ( we have a McD's and baskin&robbins. Beat dat!!) but still there is something in thsi office which doesnt seem to be very appealing to me.
May be its the new place syndrom which is speaking but somehow I havent been able to give my 100% since I have come here.
The week just drives by me swooshing over my head and I am not able to complete the work I assign myself.
and the work is crazy (trust me for a change the work really is crazy)
I have decided to constantly remind myself of the work pressure so that I strat getting in pace and start working a little harder.
Anyways lets just see how things work out but there is something about this office which has negative energy or negative chi or some thing of that sort.
Well thats about it for now lets see how things shape up in the future ( now where is my crystal ball)
Have been busy with work, new work, old work n all dat.
Watched harry potter the other day.
Decent movie, not as good as the other ones but still ok (was kinda expecting this since this part of the novel was not as good as the others).
The climax was amazing despite of a sad ending.
Well apart from this recently realised that am a pure harry potter fanatic and I liked harry potter (daniel radcliff basically) in most in the first part which is the sorceres stone and in books
I liked the second book the most.
Have read the book thrice already and am planning to revise the rest of the parts as well.
Apart from harry potter we shifted our office from diamond district to ecospace.
The office is amazingly beautiful with all the amenities one can wish for ( we have a McD's and baskin&robbins. Beat dat!!) but still there is something in thsi office which doesnt seem to be very appealing to me.
May be its the new place syndrom which is speaking but somehow I havent been able to give my 100% since I have come here.
The week just drives by me swooshing over my head and I am not able to complete the work I assign myself.
and the work is crazy (trust me for a change the work really is crazy)
I have decided to constantly remind myself of the work pressure so that I strat getting in pace and start working a little harder.
Anyways lets just see how things work out but there is something about this office which has negative energy or negative chi or some thing of that sort.
Well thats about it for now lets see how things shape up in the future ( now where is my crystal ball)
Thursday, June 7, 2007
Audience day out
Well well well. Finally the much coveted audience day out a.k.a "the offsite" day arrived. This has been one the most talked about topic lately, after aapka soroor-The movie-The real love stpry but ofcource ( with all due respect to shree shree himesh reshamiya ji).
So we were informed about the whole thing beforehand just to avoid confusion and everyone ( rich people with cars n all) arranged for everyone else (poor people with no cars or bikes n all) to be picked.
I, on the night before was really panicky owing to my non punctual reputation and my cough and cold. But all's well that starts well, as in we were all on time( if we discount the 20 minutes delay).
So the audience ship of offsite set out in the ocean of bangalore traffic. Our destination was club cabana (reminds me of the song copa caban :D) and the traffic as usual was agonizing (despite of the fact that it was just 8 in the morning and we by the way were travelling towards the outskirts of Bangalooru)
To kill the time people suggested of watching a movie of the Flat screen touch button TV in the "LUXURY" bus (flat screen, as the TV was enclosed in a rectagular, box kinda screen and touch screen owing to the fact that it had to be touched several times before it starts).With a couple of arguments and agreements people decided to watch a mehmood's thing with all his gigs. But instead of killing time it was killing the people who were trying to watch it. and one by one people were succumbing to sleep owing to the excruciating jokes.
Finally some angels from the back of the bus suggesting of stopping te movie and finally the turmoil ended.
After some 45 minutes we reached club cabana where our breakfast wsa waiting for us.We had some sumptuos breakfast with loads of chitchat here and and people plannning bout various events. The air was so full of anticipation and people were enjoying every bit of a working day without working :) Then aparna called out to assemble to play a GAME.
Somehow I feel these team building games are to make, respectfull people, with the no nonsense written all over their face, feel foolish. And jerks like me to feel good about it :)
So we played the game of mking some device with the main power available.Somehow it felt more like a project with ajay pen and paper in his hand fishing for ideas and all of looking at him to come up with it. .
Finally we came uo with the brilliant out of the world idea of making a ancient griding thing ( wont call it a machine). When the "game" started and we did the whole thing ajay and sandy had all their nightmares come true as they were literally manhandled.
We also saw few of the good devices like one team made scissors and another one cycle.
After that Aprana gave us a update about her US visit and how there are so many new oppurtunities for everyone coming up. Everyone once again was in total awe of how in so less time our team has been ableto influence so many people sitting in US, all thanks to Aprna , Ajay and Ritin (and the SEO kids:D )
A
fter which all the kids were let loose and everyone started of with their games. Most of the guys started with cricket where Ameesh as usual, displayed his skills at bowling. A couple of others were busy with indoor games. Aparna and Divya left for playing squash and the rest of the girls got busy with chitchat or the indoor games.
After the cricket session "the boys" spilled themselves all over the place with few on the teniss court while other on the badmiton court and few others playing squash.
Later everone was gathered to feed themselves.Lunch was good with everyone filling their plates and making it resemple to a tiny mountain :D.
After lunch we had another activity lined up and everyone after the sumptuos lunch was looking for bed rather then any activity.
With a few whines and whimpers people divided themselves into the four teams(it was one of the toughest job with people taking it as a normal counting and going beyond 4 all the time).
So with heavy feet and head (what do u expect after such a heavy lunch) we proceeded towars the dark room. But once there all the sleep was gone coz the purpose of the game was to shout ad divert the other team member who tries to make his way thorough a number of obstacles blindfolded.
All the contestant were confused and irritated with theh rest of teams shouting at them. Imran finally gave in to the temptation and took of his blindfold.Pranita finally made it and so did divya but with a lot of rule braking (which her teammates outrightly deny). Our team also won despite of Ritin's attempts to cajole abhishek (I specifically remember him whispering something into his ears :D). The show stealet was satish. I had no clue at all that he can actually be so loud.Also there was a lot of rules breaking, man-handlelling, shouting on the cordinator, threating n all that but well that he part of all the offsites.
Later everyone headed towards bowling alley and a couple of us towarsd the baddi court ( Amrit challenged us and we...err... respectfully took it......) I tried scraing him off by saying am good n all that but I guess he knows me too well to bite that bait.
So we set off towards badi court.Me and Aprna in one team and divya and amrit in other.
Aparna played quite well but I totally compesated her by playing a reall lousy game and we lost (Thanks to me...)
We tried using a coupel of permutaions and combinations like me, amrit, aparna and divya then divya and ritin then Sulogna and ritin.
But in all conditions my team lost...sniff, sniff.
On the other end of the resort people were enjoying with water, some with the pure others with a distilled version (more often known as the liquor). Owing to his recent road fiasco was enjoying later part of water and Naveen and Arjun like true friends (They really do believe in a friend in NEED is a friend in DEED).
While the rest of the gang was taking turns in somersaulting in water. The whole place was alive because of their shouting and howling.When I went there I saw a number of skimply clad guys simply enjoying themselves in water and a few grls and a life guard sitting on the hsore tottally scandalised by the view :D.
And then there was Imraan ( A very well endowed guy) sitting on a tube (which was crying for mercy under him) resembling some blue whale on vacation and creating a mini Tsunami everytime he moved(Imraan , you are my best friend, buddy)
Deepak at the other of the pool was enjoyin his daddy'd day out (Am sure he would be happy to get a real holiday :D).
After a lot of chit chat (we literally made plans of our outings till december :D) and water splashes we bade goodbye to club cabana and headed towards Bangalore......and everyone agreed for that with the fear of getting stuck in traffic (yeah with bangalore people, getting stuck in traffic is the ultimate threat for getting anything done).
So turned our ship and were on our way when someone thought of having a little talent show of the newbies.
Everyone gave a performance with Fiza stealing the show. Ameesh and Imrann stood a close second with their almost breathtaking performances(almost, 'coz we survived that!!)
Then the old Naveen (yeah that how Naveen kumar is adressed these days owing to a new naveen entry in the team,Poor chap!!!) wsa asked to sing something. All sorts of request were flying in the air, from shakira's song to kannada song.
After some time we came to know that Naveen had already sung and finished the song, which we were totally unaware of (I think he was using some ultrasonic sound waves!!).
At the end of this audience idol show we started the evergreen antakshari. It was one of the most enjoyable part of the whole trip where the true talent of sachin, Fiza, Ameesh, Imraaan,Aparana and amrit came out.
The best part was angry young man avtaar of Amrit (phew! all of us had a mimni stroke because of that)
Well we enjoyed throughly thoughout the whole days, thansk to ajay and aparna and most importnatly AOL (You should never forget the one provide the moolah:D)
So we were informed about the whole thing beforehand just to avoid confusion and everyone ( rich people with cars n all) arranged for everyone else (poor people with no cars or bikes n all) to be picked.
I, on the night before was really panicky owing to my non punctual reputation and my cough and cold. But all's well that starts well, as in we were all on time( if we discount the 20 minutes delay).
So the audience ship of offsite set out in the ocean of bangalore traffic. Our destination was club cabana (reminds me of the song copa caban :D) and the traffic as usual was agonizing (despite of the fact that it was just 8 in the morning and we by the way were travelling towards the outskirts of Bangalooru)
To kill the time people suggested of watching a movie of the Flat screen touch button TV in the "LUXURY" bus (flat screen, as the TV was enclosed in a rectagular, box kinda screen and touch screen owing to the fact that it had to be touched several times before it starts).With a couple of arguments and agreements people decided to watch a mehmood's thing with all his gigs. But instead of killing time it was killing the people who were trying to watch it. and one by one people were succumbing to sleep owing to the excruciating jokes.
Finally some angels from the back of the bus suggesting of stopping te movie and finally the turmoil ended.
After some 45 minutes we reached club cabana where our breakfast wsa waiting for us.We had some sumptuos breakfast with loads of chitchat here and and people plannning bout various events. The air was so full of anticipation and people were enjoying every bit of a working day without working :) Then aparna called out to assemble to play a GAME.
Somehow I feel these team building games are to make, respectfull people, with the no nonsense written all over their face, feel foolish. And jerks like me to feel good about it :)
So we played the game of mking some device with the main power available.Somehow it felt more like a project with ajay pen and paper in his hand fishing for ideas and all of looking at him to come up with it. .
Finally we came uo with the brilliant out of the world idea of making a ancient griding thing ( wont call it a machine). When the "game" started and we did the whole thing ajay and sandy had all their nightmares come true as they were literally manhandled.
We also saw few of the good devices like one team made scissors and another one cycle.
After that Aprana gave us a update about her US visit and how there are so many new oppurtunities for everyone coming up. Everyone once again was in total awe of how in so less time our team has been ableto influence so many people sitting in US, all thanks to Aprna , Ajay and Ritin (and the SEO kids:D )
A
fter which all the kids were let loose and everyone started of with their games. Most of the guys started with cricket where Ameesh as usual, displayed his skills at bowling. A couple of others were busy with indoor games. Aparna and Divya left for playing squash and the rest of the girls got busy with chitchat or the indoor games.
After the cricket session "the boys" spilled themselves all over the place with few on the teniss court while other on the badmiton court and few others playing squash.
Later everone was gathered to feed themselves.Lunch was good with everyone filling their plates and making it resemple to a tiny mountain :D.
After lunch we had another activity lined up and everyone after the sumptuos lunch was looking for bed rather then any activity.
With a few whines and whimpers people divided themselves into the four teams(it was one of the toughest job with people taking it as a normal counting and going beyond 4 all the time).
So with heavy feet and head (what do u expect after such a heavy lunch) we proceeded towars the dark room. But once there all the sleep was gone coz the purpose of the game was to shout ad divert the other team member who tries to make his way thorough a number of obstacles blindfolded.
All the contestant were confused and irritated with theh rest of teams shouting at them. Imran finally gave in to the temptation and took of his blindfold.Pranita finally made it and so did divya but with a lot of rule braking (which her teammates outrightly deny). Our team also won despite of Ritin's attempts to cajole abhishek (I specifically remember him whispering something into his ears :D). The show stealet was satish. I had no clue at all that he can actually be so loud.Also there was a lot of rules breaking, man-handlelling, shouting on the cordinator, threating n all that but well that he part of all the offsites.
Later everyone headed towards bowling alley and a couple of us towarsd the baddi court ( Amrit challenged us and we...err... respectfully took it......) I tried scraing him off by saying am good n all that but I guess he knows me too well to bite that bait.
So we set off towards badi court.Me and Aprna in one team and divya and amrit in other.
Aparna played quite well but I totally compesated her by playing a reall lousy game and we lost (Thanks to me...)
We tried using a coupel of permutaions and combinations like me, amrit, aparna and divya then divya and ritin then Sulogna and ritin.
But in all conditions my team lost...sniff, sniff.
On the other end of the resort people were enjoying with water, some with the pure others with a distilled version (more often known as the liquor). Owing to his recent road fiasco was enjoying later part of water and Naveen and Arjun like true friends (They really do believe in a friend in NEED is a friend in DEED).
While the rest of the gang was taking turns in somersaulting in water. The whole place was alive because of their shouting and howling.When I went there I saw a number of skimply clad guys simply enjoying themselves in water and a few grls and a life guard sitting on the hsore tottally scandalised by the view :D.
And then there was Imraan ( A very well endowed guy) sitting on a tube (which was crying for mercy under him) resembling some blue whale on vacation and creating a mini Tsunami everytime he moved(Imraan , you are my best friend, buddy)
Deepak at the other of the pool was enjoyin his daddy'd day out (Am sure he would be happy to get a real holiday :D).
After a lot of chit chat (we literally made plans of our outings till december :D) and water splashes we bade goodbye to club cabana and headed towards Bangalore......and everyone agreed for that with the fear of getting stuck in traffic (yeah with bangalore people, getting stuck in traffic is the ultimate threat for getting anything done).
So turned our ship and were on our way when someone thought of having a little talent show of the newbies.
Everyone gave a performance with Fiza stealing the show. Ameesh and Imrann stood a close second with their almost breathtaking performances(almost, 'coz we survived that!!)
Then the old Naveen (yeah that how Naveen kumar is adressed these days owing to a new naveen entry in the team,Poor chap!!!) wsa asked to sing something. All sorts of request were flying in the air, from shakira's song to kannada song.
After some time we came to know that Naveen had already sung and finished the song, which we were totally unaware of (I think he was using some ultrasonic sound waves!!).
At the end of this audience idol show we started the evergreen antakshari. It was one of the most enjoyable part of the whole trip where the true talent of sachin, Fiza, Ameesh, Imraaan,Aparana and amrit came out.
The best part was angry young man avtaar of Amrit (phew! all of us had a mimni stroke because of that)
Well we enjoyed throughly thoughout the whole days, thansk to ajay and aparna and most importnatly AOL (You should never forget the one provide the moolah:D)
Thursday, May 17, 2007
Selfish
Was just wondering what is limit to which one can think of his benefit without being selfish.
Or if there is anything known has thinking of yourself without being selfish.
These days am just skeptical about anyoen and anyone being nice to me 'coz from past 5 months I have seen only one thing that if someone is being nice to you there has to be hidden agenda behind it.
and kills you to just think that its not you for which people approach you but what can they get from you for which do that.
Anyways lousy thoughts,guess will do some cheering up exercise to come out of this kinda mode or thought process
Or if there is anything known has thinking of yourself without being selfish.
These days am just skeptical about anyoen and anyone being nice to me 'coz from past 5 months I have seen only one thing that if someone is being nice to you there has to be hidden agenda behind it.
and kills you to just think that its not you for which people approach you but what can they get from you for which do that.
Anyways lousy thoughts,guess will do some cheering up exercise to come out of this kinda mode or thought process
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
Spidey-3
Well I just read a rather vociferous and verbose review of spidey 3 and am really tempted to write my version.
Well The movie also amrked my meeting with rashmi (my ex-roomie) after a long long time(first time after her marriage).
So it was kinda big deal.atleast for me it was.
So much so that I agreed for getting up early on a sunday (yeah it is a big deal for the persom who sleeps at 4 in the morning and gets up at 5 in the evening).
Anyways, knowing me, Rashmi messaged me at some 1 in the night (rather morning) and asked me to go sleep.
I took heeded to her advice and went to sleep at 3,finally!!
I got up at 9 as I had planned and just when I got up rashmi called me to check if I have got up.
I got ready with all the swiftness I could muster ona sunday morning (I generally get depressed ona sunday owing to the approaching monday)
Anyways so I finally got ready and in the meanwhile rashmi again called if I am still in bed and she was really impressed, when I told her that am ready.
Then she did her routine check and asked me the following list of question:
Well The movie also amrked my meeting with rashmi (my ex-roomie) after a long long time(first time after her marriage).
So it was kinda big deal.atleast for me it was.
So much so that I agreed for getting up early on a sunday (yeah it is a big deal for the persom who sleeps at 4 in the morning and gets up at 5 in the evening).
Anyways, knowing me, Rashmi messaged me at some 1 in the night (rather morning) and asked me to go sleep.
I took heeded to her advice and went to sleep at 3,finally!!
I got up at 9 as I had planned and just when I got up rashmi called me to check if I have got up.
I got ready with all the swiftness I could muster ona sunday morning (I generally get depressed ona sunday owing to the approaching monday)
Anyways so I finally got ready and in the meanwhile rashmi again called if I am still in bed and she was really impressed, when I told her that am ready.
Then she did her routine check and asked me the following list of question:
- Is it the spiderman ticket that you have( and asked me to get the ticket and look it )-Answer positive
- Is it for today-Answer positive (with an enquiry about what date is it today)
- Is it for 10 A.M or 10 P.M.-Answer morning 10
- Is it for PVR forum koremangala-Answer positive.
- It is the english spidey and not the hindi one- Answer positive
See, this is the confidence people have on me but well I dont blame her, 'coz if a girl can end up in an airport one day before the day of flight, and again miss the same flight the very next day, she is capable of any fiasco. So without many whimpering and whining and tool her advice and started from my place.
Finally after a couple of calls to each other and little bit of confusion we finally managed to meet each other and proceeded towards the hall to find our seats.
After stepping on a few people's foot and a little bit of pushing here and there we finally found our seats, and sat there for some 15-20 minutes, listening to all sorts of ads and making fun of them ( you see, thats the best part of going for a movie with rash', You can never have a dead moment).
Finally the movie started.It went on and on a little slow and all but the worst thing that hit me was how cheap spiderman was.
I mean cummon, it was his girlfrend's first performance and all he gave was some home grown flowers (even they were dying, may be they suffered froma reall inferiority complex sitting in front of harry's flowers). And this continued not at one place but again and agian. Finally when I pointed this to rashmi she said he must be some aiyanger boy, some spiderman aiyangar or something. They are the only who are so cheap, he even borrowed the wedding ring from aunt may.
Anyways apart from the fact that spidey was cheap he was so sobby throughout the movie. I mean for god's sake, come what may, he is a superhero (reminds me of bheja fry's dialogue"kya idiot insaan nahi hote" similiarly "kya superhero insaan nahi hote") welll my answer would be "no". They are not just heroes, they are superheroes. so they should live upto the expectation and crying once is fine. He cries at the drop of the hat. Plus in the middle of the movie I thought almost everyone is in spidey's enemy list. i mean i lost the count fo how many villians are there. Harry (his friends), Sandman,eddie(reference coming up), MJ, aunt may, wait aunt may was on his side, but who cares it was all so confusing.
The story line had more tangles then spidey's web and our pooor spidey got majorly stuck in it, along with several other. It was all like some mamohan desai movie, where everyone is related to someone and somehow they get connected someway to somebody.
Like sandman, who turns out to be his uncle's killer. Man! talk about coincidences
Then eddie who is just some junk guy, who had a crush on some girl, who was a lab partner to peter parker and also liked spidy and also kissed him, Oh gaaaaaaaaaawddddddddddd
Then MJ, which is also the name of my client, I mean heights of coincidence, now. Well it doesn't have anything to do with anyone else, but it did effect me and this is my blog so I have every right to mention it here.
The only delighfull thing (and I completely, totally , with all my heart and soul , mean it) in this whole mess was harry. That guy is too damn hot and he is getting hotter with each sequeal.Sad he wont be there anymore coz the director killed him, damn you, Sam Raimi. he could have killed the overweight spiderman (yeah he looks a little chunky) but know he will kill the good looking guy. May be spiderman got him killed as was outshining him.
Anyways after three loooooooooooooong hours it came to an end and we finally came out. But after the movie I just thought it wasn't all that disastrous. It was kinda fun watching a movie in hall after a long long time. Though it was a little weepy but who cares till the time he can fly high.
But I think, the bhojpuri or the punjabi spiderman would have been more fun then this one. It just hilarious wen u say aunt May and MJ talking in bhojpuri :)
Music and lyrics
Had a bad bad start of the day.
First there was a lot of cooking going on in the house (who does so much of cooking right in the middle of the mroning ), owing to a friend's friend, who has come over for staying for a "few" days and has upset the whole scenario in the house(yesterday she locked one of the room. thankfully, I had the keys else we would have been short of one room).
Then I gave a donation to some orphanage, not that am cribby bout it but I really have my doubts about it reaching to the rightfull candidate.
Then had to change an auto due to the misbehaviour of the auto guy AND the meter.
Ended up paying more fare (Am so tempted to buy a car seeing all this).
But the whole thing was washed of once I read an article.
The article was about teh worlds 20 worst lyrics ever.
Man what all these guys come up with.
The link is here http://www.spinner.com/2007/03/27/the-worst-lyrics-ever-no-20/
And a few examples of these in case the link doesnt work.
here goes(it has some expert comments as well and those are deadly)
17."There's an insect in your ear if you scratch it won't disappear"--U2's 'Staring at the Sun
'It's sure hard to tell that U2 scrambled to finish their 'Pop' album. At least Bono didn't mention "driving rain."
16."Relentless lust of rotting flesh to thrash the tomb she lies
Heathen whoreOf Satan's wrathI spit at your demise"--Slayer's 'Necrophiliac
'Never mind 50 Cent, these guys should write Hallmark cards.
15."Leaving was never my proud"--R.E.M.'s 'Leaving New York
'Sorry, Michael, but we scoured all of our reference books, and "proud" just doesn't wash as a noun. Lions do live in prides, but we don't see the relevance.
13."There were plants And birds And rocks And things"--America's 'Horse With No Name
'Like in New York, nouns are scarce in the desert, and apparently our poor soft rockers simply ran out of them. Too bad they didn't consult Michael Stipe: "There were plants and birds and rocks and prouds."
12."Time is like a clock in my heart"--Culture Club's 'Time (Clock of the Heart)'
Awesome analogy. Time is soooo like a clock, because, well, it's freakin' time!
11."I wish it was Sunday That's my fun day My I-don't-have-to-run day"--The Bangles' 'Manic Monday'(lyrics by Prince)
We're cool with the easy rhymes of Monday to Sunday, and even Sunday to fun day, but "I-don't-have-to-run day"? No, now Prince is just messing with us.
10."I'm all out of faith This is how I feel"--Natalie Imbruglia's 'Torn'(lyrics by Anne Preven)
Can you say filler line? Like, oh, we get it, this is how you feel -- because it's been so darn long since you told us how you were all out of faith.
9."Now you're amazed By the VIP posse Steppin' so hard Like a German Nazi"--Vanilla Ice's 'Play That Funky Music'
Dude took the original song's "white boy" lyrics a little too literally. Good thing he specified German though, because those Austrian Nazis were way too light on their feet.
7."I don't think that I've got the stomach To stomach calling you today"--Saves the Day's 'See You'
And we're betting that this clever emo fella doesn't have the eyes to eye you, the hands to handle you ... or even the mouth to mouth your name. Oh, the humanity!
6."Your butt is mine"--Michael Jackson's 'Bad'
The worst opening line in pop history. However, we hear it's huge in Dubai.
5."But if this ever-changing world in which we live in ..."--Paul McCartney and Wings' 'Live and Let Die'Dangerous combination:
Sir Paul having so much money and prepositional phrases being so cheap. Any junior-high English teacher would take points off for everything after "world."
3."I don't like cities But I like New York Other places Make me feel like a dork"--Madonna's 'I Love New York'
So, so true. Which is of course why Paris is so famously known as the City of Dorks.
2."War is stupid And people are stupid"--Culture Club's 'War Song'Boy George again, and this time he's illin' like Bob Dylan.
We wrote a song just like this in seventh grade, but the next line was, "And your mom is stupid."
1."Coast to coast L.A. to Chicago"--Sade's 'Smooth Operator'
Sade was born in Nigeria and grew up in London, but her biggest hit reveals that she's clearly not a smooth navigator.
Number 4, 8, and 14 are missing owing to their over exposing lyrics.
But anyways these are good enough for a hearty laugh.
Apart from this there were some 25 saddest song list, a few of them I thought were really goood and here's the link to that
http://www.spinner.com/2007/05/04/the-25-most-exquisitely-sad-songs-in-the-whole-world-no-25/
Enjoy!!!
First there was a lot of cooking going on in the house (who does so much of cooking right in the middle of the mroning ), owing to a friend's friend, who has come over for staying for a "few" days and has upset the whole scenario in the house(yesterday she locked one of the room. thankfully, I had the keys else we would have been short of one room).
Then I gave a donation to some orphanage, not that am cribby bout it but I really have my doubts about it reaching to the rightfull candidate.
Then had to change an auto due to the misbehaviour of the auto guy AND the meter.
Ended up paying more fare (Am so tempted to buy a car seeing all this).
But the whole thing was washed of once I read an article.
The article was about teh worlds 20 worst lyrics ever.
Man what all these guys come up with.
The link is here http://www.spinner.com/2007/03/27/the-worst-lyrics-ever-no-20/
And a few examples of these in case the link doesnt work.
here goes(it has some expert comments as well and those are deadly)
20."If I was a sculptor but then again, no"--Elton John's 'Your Song'(lyrics by Bernie Taupin)
Well, then stop bringing it up already! This line has been wasting our time for three decades.19."Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains"--Shakira's 'Whenever, Wherever'
The woman makes a lot of sense. And lucky that Sacagawea wasn't more buxom or Lewis and Clark might not have found the Pacific.18."I love you like a fat kid loves cake"--50 Cent's '21 Questions'
Gangsta, schmangsta -- brotha should write Hallmark cards.17."There's an insect in your ear if you scratch it won't disappear"--U2's 'Staring at the Sun
'It's sure hard to tell that U2 scrambled to finish their 'Pop' album. At least Bono didn't mention "driving rain."
16."Relentless lust of rotting flesh to thrash the tomb she lies
Heathen whoreOf Satan's wrathI spit at your demise"--Slayer's 'Necrophiliac
'Never mind 50 Cent, these guys should write Hallmark cards.
15."Leaving was never my proud"--R.E.M.'s 'Leaving New York
'Sorry, Michael, but we scoured all of our reference books, and "proud" just doesn't wash as a noun. Lions do live in prides, but we don't see the relevance.
13."There were plants And birds And rocks And things"--America's 'Horse With No Name
'Like in New York, nouns are scarce in the desert, and apparently our poor soft rockers simply ran out of them. Too bad they didn't consult Michael Stipe: "There were plants and birds and rocks and prouds."
12."Time is like a clock in my heart"--Culture Club's 'Time (Clock of the Heart)'
Awesome analogy. Time is soooo like a clock, because, well, it's freakin' time!
11."I wish it was Sunday That's my fun day My I-don't-have-to-run day"--The Bangles' 'Manic Monday'(lyrics by Prince)
We're cool with the easy rhymes of Monday to Sunday, and even Sunday to fun day, but "I-don't-have-to-run day"? No, now Prince is just messing with us.
10."I'm all out of faith This is how I feel"--Natalie Imbruglia's 'Torn'(lyrics by Anne Preven)
Can you say filler line? Like, oh, we get it, this is how you feel -- because it's been so darn long since you told us how you were all out of faith.
9."Now you're amazed By the VIP posse Steppin' so hard Like a German Nazi"--Vanilla Ice's 'Play That Funky Music'
Dude took the original song's "white boy" lyrics a little too literally. Good thing he specified German though, because those Austrian Nazis were way too light on their feet.
7."I don't think that I've got the stomach To stomach calling you today"--Saves the Day's 'See You'
And we're betting that this clever emo fella doesn't have the eyes to eye you, the hands to handle you ... or even the mouth to mouth your name. Oh, the humanity!
6."Your butt is mine"--Michael Jackson's 'Bad'
The worst opening line in pop history. However, we hear it's huge in Dubai.
5."But if this ever-changing world in which we live in ..."--Paul McCartney and Wings' 'Live and Let Die'Dangerous combination:
Sir Paul having so much money and prepositional phrases being so cheap. Any junior-high English teacher would take points off for everything after "world."
3."I don't like cities But I like New York Other places Make me feel like a dork"--Madonna's 'I Love New York'
So, so true. Which is of course why Paris is so famously known as the City of Dorks.
2."War is stupid And people are stupid"--Culture Club's 'War Song'Boy George again, and this time he's illin' like Bob Dylan.
We wrote a song just like this in seventh grade, but the next line was, "And your mom is stupid."
1."Coast to coast L.A. to Chicago"--Sade's 'Smooth Operator'
Sade was born in Nigeria and grew up in London, but her biggest hit reveals that she's clearly not a smooth navigator.
Number 4, 8, and 14 are missing owing to their over exposing lyrics.
But anyways these are good enough for a hearty laugh.
Apart from this there were some 25 saddest song list, a few of them I thought were really goood and here's the link to that
http://www.spinner.com/2007/05/04/the-25-most-exquisitely-sad-songs-in-the-whole-world-no-25/
Enjoy!!!
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Night- Mare
Today morning I was really pleased to read the headlines bout that bill on ban on women nightshift, going out of the window.
It is so utterly prepostrous (yess I learnt it today!!) to even think of such a ban and paint it with the so called culture grease.
The minister who came up with this abolutely funny idea ( specially in the city which is suppose to be the mother of all the call centers) to not let women work at night. The idea was of protecting women from all the crimes ( rape , robbery etc etc).
So this is their solution don't fight the criminal or the crimes but the victims freedom. I think in their view the best way to solve a case is to dont register it (yeah, thats how they maintain low crime rate, low FIR low crime rates).
But this is just as ridiculuos as issueing an arrest warrant for richard gere on the kissing fiasco.
Some of the women whom they are asking to leave out their night shift and sit at homes are the sole bread winners of their houses and with them sitting at home no santa will come to give them some loot.
The government or the lawmaker should have the brains to get this fact.
And the whole doesnt end here, these same lawmakers are trying to give a justification of this whole thing as the culture of india.
They say that its not the culture of India for a women to go out and work specially at night.
Well I have no idea how many culture books they ahve read or how many Phd's they have done on indian culture but am sure no women respecting culture would ever disreagard the right of women to earn or be independent.
And I think modern India is way behind the ancient India and its broadminededness as far as women and their rights are concerned. Never were a women was stopped from being indepent at that time,whereas today if a women independence is marred by such laws.
I am not being a feminist or anything of that sort but by earning a living a women is not defying any laws or going out of control. All she is trying to do is live a respectable life and support her family.
I was reading the various response that people gave in a nwespaper regarding this issue.All the guys thought its a very thoughtfull thing that the labor minister had come up with but all the women considered it to be demeaning which again shows what kind of mentality men have.
We still live ina society where women are comapred to food and its said that women and food are two things that should always be covered.
Thats all a woman means to them. I think its more then the shift- revamping the society needs. It need to revamp the thinking and mentality they live with, this will have more positive effect then juggling with the shifts pf women.
It is so utterly prepostrous (yess I learnt it today!!) to even think of such a ban and paint it with the so called culture grease.
The minister who came up with this abolutely funny idea ( specially in the city which is suppose to be the mother of all the call centers) to not let women work at night. The idea was of protecting women from all the crimes ( rape , robbery etc etc).
So this is their solution don't fight the criminal or the crimes but the victims freedom. I think in their view the best way to solve a case is to dont register it (yeah, thats how they maintain low crime rate, low FIR low crime rates).
But this is just as ridiculuos as issueing an arrest warrant for richard gere on the kissing fiasco.
Some of the women whom they are asking to leave out their night shift and sit at homes are the sole bread winners of their houses and with them sitting at home no santa will come to give them some loot.
The government or the lawmaker should have the brains to get this fact.
And the whole doesnt end here, these same lawmakers are trying to give a justification of this whole thing as the culture of india.
They say that its not the culture of India for a women to go out and work specially at night.
Well I have no idea how many culture books they ahve read or how many Phd's they have done on indian culture but am sure no women respecting culture would ever disreagard the right of women to earn or be independent.
And I think modern India is way behind the ancient India and its broadminededness as far as women and their rights are concerned. Never were a women was stopped from being indepent at that time,whereas today if a women independence is marred by such laws.
I am not being a feminist or anything of that sort but by earning a living a women is not defying any laws or going out of control. All she is trying to do is live a respectable life and support her family.
I was reading the various response that people gave in a nwespaper regarding this issue.All the guys thought its a very thoughtfull thing that the labor minister had come up with but all the women considered it to be demeaning which again shows what kind of mentality men have.
We still live ina society where women are comapred to food and its said that women and food are two things that should always be covered.
Thats all a woman means to them. I think its more then the shift- revamping the society needs. It need to revamp the thinking and mentality they live with, this will have more positive effect then juggling with the shifts pf women.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Weekend dhamaka!!!!!!!!!!
ITSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS FRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYY
And well this weekend looks quite promising with shweta&Akshay's Rajma chawal party scheduled today, dance classes tommorrow and meeting with anjali tommorrow and then meeting rashmi and watching spidy on sunday. Although I have least hopes with the movie but am hoping the meeting would be good.
Plus my lead has left early and considering taht as a good omen I would start the friday :D
And well this weekend looks quite promising with shweta&Akshay's Rajma chawal party scheduled today, dance classes tommorrow and meeting with anjali tommorrow and then meeting rashmi and watching spidy on sunday. Although I have least hopes with the movie but am hoping the meeting would be good.
Plus my lead has left early and considering taht as a good omen I would start the friday :D
Thursday, May 10, 2007
Auto meter analysis:)
This is one blog that I have been wishing to write since eternity.
Anyways here goes, this post is basically a tiny little analysis based on my experience with the auto and the auto meters.
This basically is for everyone who travels by the auto and feels that why is it that they dont get the same fare for any two autos when the start and end place remains same.
There can be various theories trying to explain the above problem or the above inconsistency of the auto.
Could be that the auto driver too a difrent route, and if there is just one route then there could be heat, pressure, density ( I somehow feel I am just giving the class 9th physics syllabus for first term).
Well in this blog we not try to prick any of those theories and give out a very difficult einstienish theory of auto travel but certain simple observations tied up with each other.
Well to start of with i would like to give a disclaimer thats I am not an authority and its been only some 1.5 years since am travelling in autos and these are just my observatiosn.
So, first of all lets define the problem.
The problem with the varying fare that we get is that eithere the meter is tied up with the axle of some other auto which is running at a much faster speed or the meter is at fault.
Now coming to the pint how does the meter works.
Well the meter works by counting the RPMs and for a certain number of Revolutions it makes it charges 50 paisa(am still not sure how many revolutions).
So if someone has to do some nasty thing with the meter all they have to do is decrese the number of RPM for each 50paisa charge (and that is done by the small wire hanging right below the meter which connects the meter with the axle, I have seen autowals fondling with it, once I tell them there meter is fast).
Now coming to the type of meters
Basically there are three kinds of
Anyways here goes, this post is basically a tiny little analysis based on my experience with the auto and the auto meters.
This basically is for everyone who travels by the auto and feels that why is it that they dont get the same fare for any two autos when the start and end place remains same.
There can be various theories trying to explain the above problem or the above inconsistency of the auto.
Could be that the auto driver too a difrent route, and if there is just one route then there could be heat, pressure, density ( I somehow feel I am just giving the class 9th physics syllabus for first term).
Well in this blog we not try to prick any of those theories and give out a very difficult einstienish theory of auto travel but certain simple observations tied up with each other.
Well to start of with i would like to give a disclaimer thats I am not an authority and its been only some 1.5 years since am travelling in autos and these are just my observatiosn.
So, first of all lets define the problem.
The problem with the varying fare that we get is that eithere the meter is tied up with the axle of some other auto which is running at a much faster speed or the meter is at fault.
Now coming to the pint how does the meter works.
Well the meter works by counting the RPMs and for a certain number of Revolutions it makes it charges 50 paisa(am still not sure how many revolutions).
So if someone has to do some nasty thing with the meter all they have to do is decrese the number of RPM for each 50paisa charge (and that is done by the small wire hanging right below the meter which connects the meter with the axle, I have seen autowals fondling with it, once I tell them there meter is fast).
Now coming to the type of meters
Basically there are three kinds of
- Standard meters
- Super meters
- Perfect meters
Apart from these there are some other genre of meters like paras etc.
A close to 70% of the autorikshaw are non digital meters (This is based on the times I have come across a digital and non digital meters and in this analysis am taking an assumption that the probability of getting an auto from BTM water tank is random and not biased in any way).
Out of these 70%, some 60-65% are standard meters and the rest are super meters.Rest of the 35-40% of meters are super meters and if not super they generally have the name of teh meter comapny scrapped off it.
Prefect meters are generally digitall meters and the probability of fudging with them is very low but that does not means that they cannot be doctored (read this for details http://www.hindu.com/2007/02/21/stories/2007022121760300.htm). We will take up the digital meters a little later, lets now focus on the non digital meters.
The standard meter is generally a worn off meters with lines of time all over it. they Genrally remind me of e reall old lady waitng for her death.
but no matter how much old they might be the auto driver will never to fail to swear by their authenticity.
Anyways, coming back to the topic these meters generally work fine till 2km (which is the minimum fare) then out of the sudden their whole mechanism work on some underworld don principle "Grab as much money, with as less effort as possible". So these meters by the end of the third Km go off by some 2 rupees (which seem a very small amount when written in a blog),but it does not ends there coz the meter keeps on increasing its fudginess with the distance.The discrapancy in the fare is directly propotion to the distance you travel, so the more you travel the more you get robbed. The discrapancy can range from Rs. 5-15 ona travel of some 6.5-7 km (dats the disctance I travel twice a day).
Coming to the second breed of meters.They are the super meters, well the way they run during the waiting time will make superman look slow. They would be fine till 3-4km but once you see red light just get out of the auto coz they just go crazy seeing a red light, and the auto walas slow down seeing a red light gng from green to yellow. As for the kilometerwise problem they are little behind the standard meters as the discrapancy ranges from Rs. 5-8 in these autos, though I have seen some meters go upto 20 buck, but that was on higher distance.
Then comes the perfect meters, more often then not they are correct, well almost.
They might have problem of a few bucks but other then that I dont see much of a problem in them and above all when u see one of these they look so promising due to their digital attire. But that doesn't mean that they cannot be doctored. Its very much possible that even they can have problem, but then again they are simple auto meters, not some nuclear missile luanching timer.
The other meters like paras are generally digital meters and like perfect meters they are often correct (or as the auto driver would say "correctaaaaaaa, madam"). I would give more marks to paras then perfect, 'coz almost 98% of times a paras meter has been correct.
Well the best way to combat all these problem is to mark points and the correct fare (generally the lowest you have come across during your travelling experience 'coz I have not seen a slow meter in these one and a half year) at those points, so that you know when the meter reading is going hay wire.This is for the people who take the same route everyday.
As for the lucky ones, who have to deal with sweetest of these creatures named the autowallas and there coveted meters only once in a blue moon or even less (may be in a red moon) then that, they can follow this:
- after crossing the 2 km boundary try out the dialogue" bhaiyya meter fast hai".
- the autowala would say "By how much (he is testing one by asking this).
- Dont fret, just give some arbit figure (say some 4-5 bucks) and if that right (which would be the case in most of the cases)he will shutup if not he will argue back, then u can take a call whether to continue or change auto.
That's my modus operandi ( and I think for many others in Bangalore) :),
Post script: Few more thoughts from few of the great thinkers of the group :D
But I guess these superheros are the so lucky that they fly or cling to some building or something like that.
I mean travelling is so simple for them, no extra charge, no one and a halfa. Best is superman he can fly wherever he want and he doesnt even has to wait for his onsite turn or anything to see other countries. He can do that all by himself. I fell spiderman is a loss here coz for him to operate he needs to have some realll good skyscrapers and all that so he can only operate in new york or tokyo or some place like that and not in places like Bangalore or Delhi, as the buildings are quite short in the height department, and they are much more spaced as compared to New york n all. So spidy can't travel much in places like delhi or Bangalore.
Imagine spidy going out on a missin in Chandni chowk.Man, its gonna be one messy mission with the fear of getting stuck in parathe wali gali's tents or chauwdi bazars stalls. Then after some time will find there is nothing but a stalls. Poor spidy the mission will fail before its start.
Anyways thats enough for the day.
Fondest memories
Well this post is not about my fondest memories but the fondest memory of the person with whome most of my fondest memories are associated.
Yash, Yeah thats the guy.
Yesterday while taking to him he asked "Can you guess what is the fondest memory that I have got of our college day"?
There were so many of them, It was almost impossible to point one.
So I gave up on it or maybe I pointed to one.
And then he started off, "My fondest memory about this guy who is drunk and out on the 3rd night of ENGIFEST (that was our engineering cultural fest, there are so many stories associated with it, but lets focus on this one first) and asks them that he wants to perform on his world famous in DCE dance number, that he had performed some umpteenth number of times but still wants to perform again".
So the organisers knowing that dance is oen the things he is actually good at say"Ok sir let this thing (a fashion Parade thingy) finish next would be your ITEM".
He also asked the organisers to call some girl from the audience who was suppose to be his dance partner in the item.
The girl's name was anounced.
She was sitting in the audience without realising it was her name being announced on stage, then one of her "friends" shouted "oh!! she is sitting over here". The comparer looked my way and says ma'm can you plz come back stage".
Haveing no choice and thanking her"Friend" she goes stomping towards the stage.
There is that boy standing drunk like hell, the girl just luks at her and ask"kitni pi hai (how drunk are u)" and he goes like"No matter how much drunk I am I can still dance.
She goes "You will fall" and he says adamantly"If I fall today I will never step on stage,again".
They start of with K3G song you are my sonia.
Miracualously the boy does'nt fall and after the intial hooting and howling, everyone enjoys the song (a profs. timy daughter also came on stage to accompany up :D).
With this yash completed his fondest memory.
The boy in this memory was ofcourse yash and girl was me :)
If ever there was a way by which we can store our memory (something like dumbledore in harry potter) I would have doen that.
But I know no matter what happens these mmemories will always be there and would always bring a smile on my face during the tough times.
Yash, Yeah thats the guy.
Yesterday while taking to him he asked "Can you guess what is the fondest memory that I have got of our college day"?
There were so many of them, It was almost impossible to point one.
So I gave up on it or maybe I pointed to one.
And then he started off, "My fondest memory about this guy who is drunk and out on the 3rd night of ENGIFEST (that was our engineering cultural fest, there are so many stories associated with it, but lets focus on this one first) and asks them that he wants to perform on his world famous in DCE dance number, that he had performed some umpteenth number of times but still wants to perform again".
So the organisers knowing that dance is oen the things he is actually good at say"Ok sir let this thing (a fashion Parade thingy) finish next would be your ITEM".
He also asked the organisers to call some girl from the audience who was suppose to be his dance partner in the item.
The girl's name was anounced.
She was sitting in the audience without realising it was her name being announced on stage, then one of her "friends" shouted "oh!! she is sitting over here". The comparer looked my way and says ma'm can you plz come back stage".
Haveing no choice and thanking her"Friend" she goes stomping towards the stage.
There is that boy standing drunk like hell, the girl just luks at her and ask"kitni pi hai (how drunk are u)" and he goes like"No matter how much drunk I am I can still dance.
She goes "You will fall" and he says adamantly"If I fall today I will never step on stage,again".
They start of with K3G song you are my sonia.
Miracualously the boy does'nt fall and after the intial hooting and howling, everyone enjoys the song (a profs. timy daughter also came on stage to accompany up :D).
With this yash completed his fondest memory.
The boy in this memory was ofcourse yash and girl was me :)
If ever there was a way by which we can store our memory (something like dumbledore in harry potter) I would have doen that.
But I know no matter what happens these mmemories will always be there and would always bring a smile on my face during the tough times.
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Trust
Read a reall good line bout trust that a friend sent.
It goes like:
Trust should be like the feeling of a one year old baby when you throw him in the air, he laughs.....because he knows you will catch him........ that's Trust............
Yeah, generaly kids trust the more and when u go out with the brain of a kid and try dealing with the world you will have the time of your life when everyone try to make most out of the oppurtunity.
May be I have turned bitter owing to my experiences and experiments but I guess this too shall pass.
Will take some time to shake it off but this bitterness would go, I know that :)
It goes like:
Trust should be like the feeling of a one year old baby when you throw him in the air, he laughs.....because he knows you will catch him........ that's Trust............
Yeah, generaly kids trust the more and when u go out with the brain of a kid and try dealing with the world you will have the time of your life when everyone try to make most out of the oppurtunity.
May be I have turned bitter owing to my experiences and experiments but I guess this too shall pass.
Will take some time to shake it off but this bitterness would go, I know that :)
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