Sunday, April 15, 2007
Main Cyber Cafe main hoon
Now if someone is reading this blog would be wondering if I was just imported in India from antarctica or so. But no, its not like that. Let me explain in detail. I got time as I have already paid my 10 rupees and I still have twenty more minutes to kill.
I shifted to my new house yesterday and it rained today. One, either it was a mother nature's way of applauding (by thunder) at my begining as a "Living Alone" guy. Somewhat like in those old movies where its always a thunder in an intense scene, where someone is either running furiously from bad guys or when someone is dying.
Or it was just to ruin my only good jeans left ironed and cleaned for tomorrow's office. I blame the keechad and the resturant which had to use such heavy spoons which are now dragging jeans down with weight in my pocket. (I just shifted yaar, I need stuff). To give you some heads up, I'm usually the kind of guy who usually doesn't have a backup pair of clothes ready to be worn to office. Unlike the government's Five Year plans, I usually don't even have 5 hrs plan in advance. And I can only keep a certain number of clean things with me at a particular time. Coming to think of that, I just realized that I would have been a horrible dhobi or laundry wala if I was in that business somehow. Anyway, the point is that right now I am clueless as to what to wear tommorow, and all this because of this cyber cafe.
How? because I had to walk for almost a kilometer in as huge as 3 feet long roads with a future planned footpath, jammed with keechad. But all is well when end is well, and I am in a cyber cafe to check my emails. Yeay !! And for that jeans? I think a little stain should be a style tomorrow. :)
PS: No need to judge me, I do realize that I am being live example of that software engg on that island stuck for 2 yrs , finally meets a girl and asks if I can check my emails ?? But there's a difference u c, just let me check my emails and i will tell you ;) ...
Monday, April 02, 2007
Reporting from Office
On a more serious note, I really haven't had time to think about anything so far very seriously. Even at office, they have decided to let go of me and not burden me with work for sometime. If someone was looking at me right now, he would think that I am working very hard with the dedication of a donkey, while I frantically hit the keyboard continuously to type this post for my blog. Blogging from office has its own advantages, you see.
Talking about office, right now it feels more like a food court than some big company's office. Wipro has its way to keep employees fulfilled and stuffed. We have all kinds of food available all the time ranging from icecreams to coffee to everything. Thinking of my earlier company gives me the shiver of being in Somalia for all those years, although it was not the case actually . With the kind of workload, where even sarkari daftars would be ashamed, you can just imagine how many extra kilos I am going to gain here. On the whole it seems just like to hold off my breath and watch everything before I can comment anything being on the positive or negative side.
Till I write a few more updates in my next post, m off to go hunt some snacks.
Sunday, February 25, 2007
The entrepreneur inside
Anyway, the gist of the story is that I came across this piece of lecture, which blew away my mind.
The world is flat
The authors talks for about an hour on various interesting topics revolving around globalization, offshoring, insourcing (yeah, this exits too), outsourcing .... well , what he says , flattening of the world. And as like any good orator, he tells numerous interesting stories that proves that the world is, in fact, flat. What makes the article interesting is that you can totally relate to it.
Well, you enjoy Mr. Friedman, while a little entrepreneur inside me thinks of doing something revolutionary around the concept ;).
Friday, February 16, 2007
beta isiliye sharaab nahi peena.
As I returned towards my car, I saw something. The driver’s side was on opposite direction as I walked, and a head plus mustache was popping out of the roof. I was quite sure that there was an uncleji standing trying to unlock my car. My head started working fast.
Why is he trying to unlock my car? Is he trying to steal it? Not a very good thief I guess trying to do that right in front of me. Ok wait, he’s too dumb to be a thief. Thieves are not dumb. My bike was stolen last week and the guy who stole it must be as smart as a PHd atleast. We were like 8th pass in front of him. So whats that uncleji up to?
Maybe he is just standing behind the car hiding from someone. His wife? Yeah, wives can be scary. But no. People want to hide, rather run away from them but usually can’t. Kids? Playing? Na. Not on this street. Look, his hand is in sight now. And there is a key. The key is in the lock. And he’s definitely trying to open my car. Damn the uncleji, I have a remote controlled central locking system. What does he know ? Remote Control hai mere paas.
No wait, may be its not my car. Aah, that gives the answer. What was I thinking? Dumb me. There is a similar car on side. Ye lo, that’s the one which is mine, not this one. Bechare uncleji faaltoo “damn you” kha gaye itni baar. Dhatt tere ki. Jao maaf kiya.
Smiley. Sigh. Wait.
I pressed unlocked button on remote.
Uncleji’s hand came to a sudden halt after, what seemed like a month of trying to open the lock. That was in fact my car. And lock opening sound has just shocked him. Petrified for like 5 second, he realized what has happened.
Back to his senses he yelled, “Oh! Arey!! Oye!!! Sorry beta !!!” as he walked away embarrassingly to his car, probably thinking “aage se itni kabhi nahi. Tauba.” … ;) …
Me and my friends had almost laughed our kidneys out as we entered our car … :) …
Monday, February 05, 2007
u-turn
i thought of all the ironing and dhulai i'd hav to take care myself, but it wud probably build some character as my mom says. I'd go with "Z" if it really does.
i thought of all the eat-something-just-to-eat-stuff i'd have to do outside, but it'll probably get me more versatalite at eating. I may end up learning how to eat bhindi or arabi for instance. yuckk!!
i thought of all the phone calls i wud wait for , and later wonder why dint i get any. well, i mean, wat wud i do when i'll hav lotzz of time. But hey, i'll hav lotzz of time, i guess ;)
and look at all the extra beer-ing i'd hav to do :(. But again, on a positive note, look at all the extra beer-ing i'd hav to do ;)
And if nothing else, I cud get married in the end .... ;) . But Wait, this talented person, i mean me, is trying to convince me again that probably i should not ...
Friday, January 26, 2007
Friday, January 12, 2007
a shot, Taquilla shot
Anyway , I've been seeing a lot of my computer screen for past few days. And remaining time I spend seeing my TV screen. I would rather prefer to actually "see" someone instead of that, but pleasure of life is having a desire of what you have not. So, I'm just seeing my lovely screens these days and wondering if I would actually like to see someone. And I'm spending so much time in front of screens that I think now carrots can't save my eyes and I should start using sunscreen to at least save my skin. Sunscreen, that white one ... which cricketers use over their face parts to protect them from something while playing. I figured I could use some of that.
And so I've been watching some news channels for past few days. Now thats actually uncommon for a person like me who usually keeps news channels and pluto at a same distance. They make me sick. They make me feel like no good deed could ever come out of a TV screen and I should double the amount of sunscreen I actually use. Of course, expect raju shrivastava and rakhi sawant sometimes, about which i still wonder about having been categorized as news. News channels change the way I think.
While I can see lady suneeta congratulating India on launching 4 satellites, the actual launch occured so smoothly and secretly that none of the cameras could catch it. Left me wondering. :).
And now that my thoughts have started changing again, I'm thinking, I should get back to Good Will hunting and lets see what this young genius dude is up to. Meanwhile, my dear blog, keep alive. So Long and I'll keep visiting you.