Thursday, December 31, 2009

Old Year Celebrations - Contd....

So, we reached Lt. Ritesh's room at around 12:00 noon. The first thing I had in mind was to take a bath. Payyanur was hot, at-least by my standards. Samiran dubbed it as pleasant and comfortable while I was sweating away.

Now we were hungry. So , we proceeded towards the mess, the Navy Mess. Lt. Ritesh, as usual, had to wear formals. Hahah, and I was forced to wear shoes. :( On the way, we noticed the bar. The mere sight of it drove away all the hunger. It was ROYALE. Really, it was a great experience. We didn't spend much time in the bar, since the mess would be closing soon, Ritesh had warned us. After we finished our drinks, we headed towards the mess for our lunch, finally. Oh, I didn't mention that we didn't have the time to get something to eat before that, since last night's dinner.

Nothing much to say about the food. It was okay. After that, Ritesh wanted to take us around the campus. Though I was feeling tired and sleepy, I thought we should have a look around INS Zamorin. May be this would be a chance of a lifetime. We clicked some photos. Near the flags, in-front of a helicopter. We had saved the MIG for Kunal. :)

Well, we couldn't manage to get a Digicam. So, till Kunal arrived, we had to use our cell phones.

During all this, we were getting constant updates from Kunal. "I am here", "I reached this place", "How far is it from here", "It's very hot". :)

To be continued.... Kunal's arrival....

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Old year celebrations

Don't worry, I will also celebrate the new year. But for the year that was ending, we had lot's of things to celebrate about. Samiran and 1 packed our bags to started off for Payyanur, Kerala.

Our destination: INS Zamorin
Our contact : Lt. Ritesh Kumar Parida

Well, as every Bangalorean knows well, friday evening is the worst time to travel to Majestic(Bangalore's Bus Terminus) or the Airport. It always seems like Bangalore is being evacuated. What I had heard from Samiran, was today, there were around 1200 buses scheduled to take people out of Bangalore.

We had a bus ticket, and it was a private one. We had made sure that we didn't get the back seat, since we knew that the road to Payyanur was full of pot-holes, so big, that they could have been called wells. But, when we entered the bus, and started searching for our seat number, we realized that it was going to be the worst bus journey ever. Backseat, and 6 people jammed up. There was a couple among the six. To make matters worse, the girl was fat, and so was Samiran. The girl took up more than 1/6th of the space, but since she was with her boyfriend, we couldn't have done anything. We were heading towards Kerala, and had no plans of being admitted into a government hospital, and miss the Christmas and the New Year celebrations.

We managed to sleep in a posture that was not even close to sitting. But it was fun, and we laughed all the way. Samiran's head hit the roof twice, and mine, once. We had a train to catch next morning from Mangalore at 9:00 am. And this bus was supposed to reach there at 6:00 am. But, due to the mass movement of the public, it was late by 3 hours. We thought we missed the train. But thanks to Indian Railways, the train was late by an hour and we reached Payyanur in another 1:30 hours.

To reach Payyanur, it took us almost 12 hours, which was way beyond our calculations. Well, here comes the best part. Kunal, who made up his last minute plans, decided to celebrate with us and Lt. Ritesh. I guess, I wouldn't do justice to him, if I were to describe anything about his trip. I would be stealing away his content for one more blog, now that the competition is neck to neck. And of-course, we will get to hear "Right from the Horse's Mouth" :)....  To make it short, he reached Payyanur after a 48 hour journey from Gurgaon, via Mumbai, Goa, Mangalore etc.

When we finally reached Payyanur, we were welcomed by Lt. Ritesh Kumar Parida, in a black sorts, shoes, and a t-shirt. At the sight of him, Samiran and I couldn't control our laughter. He hadn't changed a bit.

There is more to mention about this trip. To be continued....

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Post from Android Phone

Well, Blogaway seems to be working fine. This is an app for the android phones which is basically a blogger client. I don't know when I will get an Android phone and start using my own application. :)

I wish all my friends out there, who blog quite a bit, get Android phones for themselves and then they can use my application, free of-course to blog and blog and blog.

It's quite a full fledged application, so you can do almost everything. :)

Enough boasting. Gud nite. CAT tomorrow. :(

Monday, November 23, 2009

Google - Conquer the World????

I shiver at the very thought. When I imagine this, although, it might not happen in the foreseeable future, still, it seems that it's not that far, and I can see it happening very soon. Soon enough, that frightens me.

We all know Google, since it's beginning, has been growing by leaps and bounds, (we should find a new word that describes such a kind of growth). Google is slowly penetrating every part of our lives. It's everywhere. And I guess, almost 80% of what we do on the Internet, is being recorded by the Google Servers. It's scary. It's like a big big directory of information on each and every person on the planet, dead or alive, why only people, they have records of each and every kind of organism that ever existed. Well, in a nutshell, all our data is distributed, and exists in the cloud.

All our mails, contacts, and more recently, Google has started saving our documents and pictures (with Docs, and Picassa), then they have our calendar, our notes, then our music playlists, our credit card numbers(Google Checkout), our addresses (needed when you sign in for Google Adsense or Checkout), all of our blogs, and what not. Now they have the Android phones with their OS running on it. So, all our phone calls and messages, can, practically be recorded by Google.

Google's motivation and ambition is to provide free and opens source technology to everyone. Well, for all these service Google earns a whooping sum, which I can't even imagine, through Ads. Well, if you think all this as a favorable ecosystem in which, with Google's technologies, our lives are getting better and better, it's a fairy tale, and we will only hope for the future to pass by us and present us the new world with Google's services.

I am sure, Google, has so much power now with it, that it could change the whole world. In George Orwell's, 1984, we see a world where the Big Brother has the only authority, and he changes the history, the past, the present and the future at will. Just because, he has all the resources of the planet, that he can manipulate. Imagine, if some day, Google really has this kind of power, I am sure, Google will really take over "Planet Earth". Afterall, power is what everyone wants.

I don't say that Google is aiming for it, but somewhere right in the Google's campus, there might be a psychopath, who dreams of conquering the whole world.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Last days in Chennai

:) So, finally, I would be leaving Chennai soon. After almost about 6 months, I have decided to move back to Bangalore. The last 6 months had been quite difficult for me. Apart from the heat, there were a hell lot of other reasons that made me feel all alone in this whole world. No direct flights to Bhubaneswar, my hostel was in the outskirts of the city, had to go at-least 1 km to get anything. Recently, my Manager told me that I was living in a place which doesn't come under Chennai. So, theoretically, for the past 6 months I have been staying in some small town adjacent to the metropolitan city, though, the local business thought otherwise, and have been overcharging me for everything. :@

Well, in just about 20 days, I will be leaving. My room mate is searching for a new partner. He was a good fellow. So were my colleague and my manager at office.

Monday, November 9, 2009

And it stopped raining...

Just a few days ago, I was complaining about Chennai's weather. It was getting unbearable for me to survive here. The moment I reached home from office, the first thing I would do was to switch on the AC. Not to mention, the electricity bill for each month would be always directly proportional to the temperature, raised to the power of temperature itself.

On friday evening, I had plans of going to Bangalore to escape from the heat. But I guess, the rain gods had other plans. After I reached office, it started raining heavily. I was not aware of how Chennai's weather will be at this time of the year. I had a train to catch at 11:30pm (note: station was around 35kms from my place). I thought, by that time the clouds would have poured down all their drops. So, I got busy with my work. Ironically, I am currently working on a weather forecasting application. :) When I configured this application to show Chennai's weather forecast, something seemed to be out of place. It said, "Thunderstorms" for the next 5 days. Well, last week, it said the same thing, and that week was quite hot.

It was 5 in the evening, and I prepared to pack my things. Then my colleague stopped me and asked me to look outside. It was still raining heavily. Damn. I hadn't done my packing yet for Bangalore. I would get late if the rain didn't stop, I thought. After 30 minutes, I decided to leave. By the time I entered the open skies, it was only drops here and there. I reached my room without getting wet. :) Lucky me....

Switched on the AC, oh, that had become a habit, it wasn't needed. After 5 minutes or so, switched it off. Started packing. Got ready, to travel 35kms.

At about 7 in the evening, the rains came back. It must have been the heaviest rainfall that I would ever experience in Chennai. And it didn't stop until Monday morning. I had called up around 4-5 taxi services, but they were over-booked. The bus stop is 1km away from my house and there was no way that I could have walked that distance in this downpour. I had never thought that I would not be able to step out of my room because of rains. Lost hopes at around 9:30pm.

And now, on Monday morning, finally "It stopped raining". 2 and a half day, locked up inside my room, and above all, India loosing the series, it was certainly a test of my patience. My room mate was lucky to leave for Hyderabad at the right time. I slept a lot though. And for food, I used to call up a restaurant. The delivery boy would be cursing me. Ahh... Need to re-plan for the Bangalore trip again, next week.

Please don't rain next week. Please please please

Sunday, November 1, 2009

2nd November - One more birthday

It's Happy Birthday for someone.

Happy Birthday.

As far as I can remember, birthday bashes used to be very violent for me while I was in college. It always used to be fun, with so many people running in at the last second before the clock struck 12:00.

I was not exposed to such kind of violence before I stepped into the holy land of Kurukshetra. I didn't even know that there was such a custom on earth. Well, the first year, I escaped somehow. But, the next 3 years, apart from the kicking and beating, people pouncing on my debit card, I, kind of got used to this. Now, for me and most of my friends, it is a feeling of pride to be kicked on the back, without crying out loud. Well, after the beating, many people just walk away, boasting, "Dude, You could have done better. Wait for your b'day and I will show you how is it done".

To name a few, well, Sidharth, the greatest boaster in such a situation. And then, there were people who eagerly wait for the guy's b'day who had landed the most dreadful kick on his, and then there were people who just did some foot exercise to get some midnight snacks, and for some it was a party where one could get some free smokes. College life can never be forgotten, I miss those birthdays. :)

Friday, October 2, 2009

2nd October Day

Well, 2nd October, a national holiday, but dry day !!!!!DSC01571

Many people look forward for this day, so that they can sit at home, enjoy TV, sleep, and chill out. Well, liquor shops would have seen increase in their daily sales if this day had not been a dry day. Perhaps, this holiday would have been better for some people, had it been a NORMAL HOLIDAY, instead of a DRY DAY (HOLIDAY).

So what about Mahatma Gandhi? Well, I remember a friend of mine who just can’t stand the utterance of his name. I have also met people who admire him and follow him. There is so much fuss about this day on the news channels, about why he is not remembered by the youth of today, why people don’t follow wh at he said. Mr. Tharoor has tweets saying that “We should work on this day.”

It’s not only this day, our Independence day, Republic day, and so on are not being celebrated as some people would like us to, these days.

Why am I writing about this today? Well, I had to write something today, and so I picked up this topic. I was happy that Google had put a picture of The Father of our Nation on it’s homepage. I am also happy that it’s a holiday.

I am sad that India is out of the Champions Trophy. I am sad because I am still living in the Furnace city of India, “Chennai”, :-) 

Saturday, September 19, 2009


Airports are a fun place. Before taking off from Chennai, I was wondering how would I wait for my connecting flight from Hyderabad for 5 hours. I always wondered how people managed to wait for so long at the airports. The most painful thing being at an airport is that "No smoking". What a relief when a friend told me that there was a smoking room in Hyderabad airport, I was delighted. But then, I didn't have any cigarettes with me. I had around 5 hours to waste before my next flight was scheduled. I could have easily gone out of the airport, roamed the city, smoked a few and drunk some beer.

Well, those things are history, so I saved up so many calories, the local temperature was 30 degrees. So, I bought myself a McDonald's Happy Meal, which cooled me down (the Coke). There was a guy, who bought a Coke, and after one sip, realized that it was Sprite. I thought I would be witnessing a murder today. But the McD people replaced his Cold drink with his favorite brand without any fuss, probably sensing some danger, and that was enough to settle him down. I think, this can be a good advertising idea. :)

There was a kid, who wasn't too happy to see his food at the McD, but was just overwhelmed to see the toy that came with that meal.

I finished mine, and walked out. Now what???

Well, I walked towards the Departures, and tried to enter. The guard said that I was too early. He said that, he would allow me in, but later I will not be allowed to come out. I thought, for a moment, and inside the glass doors, I saw an advert saying, 45 minutes of free wi-fi. That was like, the TOY with the Value Meal. I said, I just had my lunch and I wouldn't need to come out.

Opened my laptop, and tried connecting to the wireless. Wasn't easy, but I always figure out these things. So, in 10 minutes I was logged into GTalk. I started conversation with a few, and after sometime, none of them were replying. Well, I have internet, but now, I can't chat, a dearth of online friend, where have they gone??? May be a bar, today's saturday, one of them has gone for a walk to the beach. :)

So, I thought, why not write a blog. It's been quite some time that I had written. So, I guess, I have used up the whole 45minutes of free braodband, and now I have to take out my Reliance NetConnect Broadband+.

Hold on guys, brb.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Global Warming and Local Warming

Everybody is gearing up to face “Global Warming”. And right now, I am sitting in this part of the world, where I guess I am not equipped to face the “Local warming”. What it takes to start this “Local Warming”, well, just switch off the fan/ac, and all the liquid inside my body starts oozing out from every pore of my skin. But, the others, I have noticed, seem to manage to withstand the heat, and keep the sweat inside their bodies. And when someone sees me all wet, I am sure they must be wondering if it had rained from where I was coming.


Sunday, July 26, 2009


It’s been quite long since I had my last post published. And it seemslong-weekends-intro-boat that this year also, I will lose to my dear friend. Though there is not enough time remaining for the year to come to an end, I haven’t given up yet. So, here’s another one.

These weekends in Chennai are probably not those kind that anybody would want to experience ever. I am all alone, in a room, with the AC turned on, a TV switched to some unknown channel (tamil), and my laptop. Since this morning, I haven’t stepped out of my room for even a second. I got my breakfast, lunch and dinner ordered and delivered over the phone. A few phone calls, actually, quite a few, some sleep, Bachna Ae Haseeno (recap), some coding, some chatting and of course, some washing.

That was hw my weekend went. And I believe, as long as I am in Chennai, I will spend the weekends just like this one. I guess, this is the worst way to spend your weekends. I don’t want to go on like this for long. I want a change, ALREADY!!!!!

I want to visit the lovely beaches of Chennai, but haven’t chalked out my plans yet. Don’t know if I will ever strike it off from my things-to-do list. :)

Monday, June 29, 2009

Happy Birthday !!! Not Mine....

"System Software Engineer". This is my new designation at a new office, at a new place. A lot has changed in the last 1 month. And I have adapted to these changes well. The first change, and the most important, at-least for me was the drastic change in temperature and humidity. 1 month back, I was near to the western seas, and right now, I am about 10 kms away from the eastern seas.

About my office, well, its not a very big one. Though the campus has a pretty big parking space, it is rarely crowded by vehicles. The whole campus houses only about 200 employees. So, on an average, we get a mail every week or so, inviting us for some one's birthday. They even put up a printout near the entrance whenever someone's birthday comes, with his photo and name, and wishing him "A Very Happy Birthday". Well, that's not unusual, I guess. I am expecting pretty much the same thing, in a few days. But, they only have a passport size photo of me with them. I am wondering if the photo in the printout will be visible from a distance. Or may be, just before my birthday, they will click some photographs of me, for the printout. It is a black and white printout they paste near the entrance.

Today, there was yet another printout near the entrance, a black and white one. I wasn't wearing my glasses when I reached office. I was sweating and so, in a rush to reach my air-conditioned cubicle, I ignored it. Normally, I would have read the name and have had a look at the photograph.

I was engrossed with work after that and had completely forgotten about that printout. During lunch time, I heard some people talk about someone's birthday. Since it was in Tamil, I only picked up the word birthday. They were probably discussing about the person. When I next checked my inbox, there was an invitation for someone's birthday. I was feeling hungry, and so I was happy with the thought that I would get to eat something sweet. I also thought that I would jump on the cake, the moment it was cut, pick up 2-3 pieces of it, and run back to work. The mail didn't have the name of the person, which I thought would have been a mistake on the sender's (HR) part. They always mess up with things, I thought.

I again got busy with my work. I had to go down to the reception after some time to submit some documents for the tax thing. So, I thought I would have a look at the printout now. After submitting the documents, I walked toward the place where the prinout was pasted. I still wasn't able to read the name from a distance. I wasn't wearing my glasses yet. When, I was within my reading distance, the printout seemed to be different. The picture was unclear, and so was the name. At-last, when everything was clearly visible, I understood everything. The message was,

A Very Happy Birthday To
"Server 1"

And alongside, was it's picture, which defintely wasn't that of a human being. My hunger was gone. I was wondering, who would be blowing the candles!!!!

Monday, May 18, 2009

To kill a mosquito


Well, Google has a result for each and every phrase that you can think of. I just keyed in “To kill a mosquito”, and hit enter. It showed me 11,90,000 results. Can you believe this? I went through some of them. They were really really good, hilarious and funny. But, they mentioned about the out-dated techniques which we already know.

I think I am the world’s most innovative and the best mosquito killers. Let me tell you that most of the times, I let them go away after donating a drop of my A+ blood. It gives me a sense of pleasure. But, there are times, when I really get pissed from a mosquito bite. Some of them are really so painful, that I wish I had a shot-gun. Some of them just don’t know how to bite without causing any itches or prick. Those are the ones that I hunt for. And believe me, I have a record of 100% strike rate. Hahahaha.

1. First method (Rating : Easy) – When you feel the sting, do not move. Let them stick their trunk inside you. Let them extract a drop of blood from you. When they are done, they will draw their trunks back, and try to fly away. This is the moment. They really get heavy, and so are not able to fly at their top speed. A small splat and we regain all of your blood. This method is effective for people with low reflexes. Drawback if this method: Blood all over.

2. Second method (Rating : Intermediate) – While the guy starts drilling into your skin, they become immobile for a very short duration. Hit them!! This method overcomes the drawback of the previous method. Clean termination!!!

3. Third method (Rating : Advanced) – This is the most difficult for people who have poor hand-eye co-ordination. Killing a mosquito while it is flying requires you to be as quick as Mithun Daa. You keep following it’s trajectory, and when you are sure that you can extrapolate it’s trajectory, you are ready to go. Cup your hands around the guy, and smear it to death.

4. Fourth Method (Rating : Genius) – Target destroyed with 2 fingers. Most of the time I use this technique. While in flight, use only two of your fingers and try to catch them while in flight. This is my favourite method. :)

5. Catch them live : If you manage to catch one of them live, break their legs, or one of their wings. This is the most violent and torturous thing to do. I used this technique till I was 10.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Our Rules for RPL

First things first : What is RPL??

Any wild guesses? No? Ok, here it is, Roomies Premier League.

The name has not been in wide use, but I think the rules of the game remain the same, no matter where the game is being played. Let me give you RPLa brief history of the game.

First year in hostel: Under ragging period, we were so terrified to even peep out of the windows in fear of our dreaded seniors. So,  after college, we had to put ourselves inside our rooms, locked up from outside. Checked and double checked!!

During this time, the foundations of our version of the game were laid down. Although, the game has it’s roots deeper than that, I will only talk about the rules that we officially had incorporated into the RPL.

1. Teams: As in any other game, here also we had two teams. But, the uniqueness was, the number of players in a team was never constant. Depending on the availability, or rather the willingness of our roomies. During exams, we had teams with as low as 1 player on each side, while on the other hand, during the start of our semesters, the number of players would sometimes even rise to 8 on each side.

2. Venue: Most of the time, it was inside our rooms. However, at times, when the teams got bigger than the rooms can accommodate, we moved out into the corridors.

3. Equipments: We are talking about cricket here. So we would certainly find similar equipments that are used in ODIs and Test Matches. BAT: Our definition, it just had to be hard enough to hit the ball without falling apart. Be it a real bat, a broken leg of a chair and when none of the above were available, we managed to get a wood piece from our mess which would have been burnt away to cook our food that night. BALL: A tennis ball preferably, a plastic ball was also used sometimes, in some versions of the game, some teams were often seen using a football. :) No definite rules here. OTHERS: None. Oh!! for wickets, we had chairs.

4. Format: Just like ICC now-a-days has at-least 3 versions of the game, we also had 3 versions of the game. ODIs: These were single matches, which were to be played till the end, and were supposed to be the shortest version of the game. Tests: A bit longer version, these matches took anywhere between a day to 5 days, to be completed. Series: A series of never ending matches, where the same teams meet and keep a record of matches won and lost. This was the most preferred version of the game since we could brag about our stats, records, make fun of others’ performances.

5. Rules: Now the finer details of the game. These rules were the most important. They were followed by each and every player honestly, though sometimes, the match had to be called off, not because of bad light or rain, but because of differences in opinions since we didn’t have an ICC like organization who could sort out the problems.

A. How to get a batsman out?

In addition to the normal rules prevailing in international cricket, we had amended the rules to suit RPL. Here they are:

  • One tip one hand out
  • 3 consecutive body touches (ball hitting your body, a replacement for LBW)
  • hitting the ball directly to one of the walls
  • 3 consecutive misses

B. Bowling rules ?

  • Under-arm compulsory
  • Speed limit – 60 km/hr
  • Body line bowling allowed
  • Negative tactics were encouraged

C. Runs?

  • One run if you connect the ball with the bat
  • No sixes allowed, you are out if you hit a six
  • For fours, you should ground the ball at-least once before it hits the walls
  • 0 runs if you don’t hit the ball
  • No running between the wickets

D. Match abandoned due to ?

  • Lunch, dinner, breakfast or class time
  • Power failures during night matches
  • Disagreement between players (no umpires!!)
  • Ball hit out of the room through the windows/balcony
  • A broken bat

I might have forgotten to add other rules of the game. So I kindly request anybody and everybody who are familiar with the rules to add to this list. RPL rocked. I miss them so much.

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Trip towards the sea…

I am definitely not a travel freak, but then, India is such a big country, that you have to travel 2000 kms to get to your home. Last week I did some travelling, all alone. Though the experience was one of it’s kind, I don’t intend to travel in that direction ever again.

My destination :heat







Just for your knowledge, I HATE SWEATING.

On Tuesday morning, I had to catch the train, at 6:30. It was easy. After walking for some metres, I was lucky to get an auto-rick, and that too at the normal rate. I reached the station in time. And when the train finally arrived, I cuddled into my seat, without any problems. I had only one bag-pack. The journey was about to last only 24 hrs, to and fro, so there wasn’t much to carry.

But, as soon as I boarded the train, my horoscope for the day was activated.

Whatever I saw, it had a pinch of Tamil Nadu. The people, the morning newspaper that my neighbour was reading, the talks of other passengers and everything else. I had “Masala Dosa” for breakfast. It was very different from what we get in Bangalore. The Dosawala, to my surprise, wasn’t speaking Hindi, not even Kannada or English. And in this part of the world, people normally don’t speak Oriya. So, how do I communicate? Alphabets are one thing, I really don’t know why the number system cannot be generalized for all languages? With the help of a fellow passenger, I was able to pay off the Dosawala. I felt sleepy, the AC in the compartment was tuned perfectly to suit the weather. The travel would last 6 more hours.

After 6 hours, the train stopped at the “Chennai Central”. I had heard a lot about this monument. This was the first time that I would see it with my own eyes. I was very excited. The moment I set my foot out of the train, a drop of sweat trickled down behind my right ear. I didn’t seem to notice it. I had hardly taken a couple of steps towards the exit, I realized that I was sweating profusely.

Being a well-informed traveller, I knew that Chennai was the “humid-est “ of all the cities. I was prepared for this. The handkerchief that was lying in my pocket got a chance to feel the heat, and taste the salt of my sweat.

From the station, I had to go to a place which was very difficult for me to even utter. Just near the entrance, 5 auto-walas surrounded me, “Saaaar, Auto” ???

I promptly refused, and walked away from them only to find another group of auto-walas waiting for me. The bus stop was just in-front of the station. I looked at one of them. Gosh!!! Everything was in “Tamil”. I asked one fellow, if he knew a place called “Semancherry” and how far was it. He replied in Tamil. The next person also seemed to know only Tamil. After 4-5 tries, I gave up and finally walked towards the auto-walas. He knew the place, Great!!! “Saaar, 450”.

I fled.

Luckily, I was able to reach the place in time for the interview changing 2 buses.

The interviewer, seeing me, laughed and said,”Boy, we need more ACs in here”.

The interview went on for one and a half hour, and with 2 ACs switched on, I was still sweating.

After the interview, I changed 2 buses and took an auto to reach at the “Chennai Central” just in time. Now I remember that I had missed my lunch. I didn’t have to look hard for dinner. There was a Biriyani Counter, from where I had my lunch-cum-dinner. A glass of fresh lime juice, i thought would dry up all the sweat . But it didn’t help. Even the cool evening breeze failed to evaporate my sweat. The return journey was in a sleeper coach. Though I was sleeping on the return journey, I was still sweating.

I had planned to visit the Marina Beach, but was short on time. I will go again in the winters there to see if I sweat again.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Recession and Me


1. Recession is the buzz word, even the sabzi wala uses it.

2. I have stopped going to movies every week.

3. I am in the process of changing my Airtel plan, to a cheaper one.

4. I wash my clothes myself.

5. I use the bus, instead of auto-rickshaw.

6. Number of visits to pubs reduced to 1 in a month.

7. I am always on the look out fro free offers.

8. I use Skype and G-talk for short conversations.

9. No more shopping sprees.

10. Posting frequency has increased, to increase Adsense revenue.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Well, it’s office again

For the last 5 days, I have been going to office regularly. And I stay  there for quite unusual number of hours, around 6-8 hours. But don’t worry, “I am still on BENCH”. Yet again, I have learnt some management training_lgtips from my revered managers.

They think :

“When a resource is on bench doing nothing, keep them busy by putting them on training”.

Well, training is fine. We gain knowledge, we become more competent. That, I would say, is required in today’s scenario. We should keep ourselves updated. And, most importantly,  the managers think, that the resource is “BUSY”, and they are satisfied. But the training on which I have been put on for the last 5 days, I have not gained anything, neither I have learnt new things. Because, this is the 3rd time that we have been put on the same training.

And being a developer, it’s just so torturous to be put on a training on “Testing”. To top it all, the trainers are just world-class here. They don’t even skip a single ‘char’ from the slides. Wow, what an eye for a tester! They read out each and every ‘char’ from the slides, loud and clear, and they sometimes do re-testing too, and regressing testing as well.

After 5 days of training, I can appear for an interview for a post of a “Tester”, that’s for sure, but I really don’t have a clue as to why “THIS” training and why “ME”.

Perhaps, those colleagues from the testing team were also on bench, and their manager, just like our manager, wanted to keep their resources busy.

And by the way, I hate myself being addressed as a resource. If I had the power, I would re-write all the management books, and ask the managers to call us as employees at-least, and not a “resource”.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

No CAT “shat”

     My 2008 plans were pretty straight-forward. makes_eat_timeTo shun my “IT  Consultant” tag, and adopt a new one, “MBA Student”. But unfortunately, something went wrong. I don’t know what. I had applied for each and every entrance exam that I could lay my hands on. It cost me around 15K of my savings. But still, no pebbles were moved. No CAT “shat”.

Don’t ask me about my future plans. It’s not that I don’t have any. Well, to be frank, I have lots. But the only problem that I can foresee at this point of time, is that I have so much to do, but so less time. I am on bench for the last 8 months, but I consider these 8 months as the busiest days of my life. I will tell you how.

1. I have to go to office daily, well, everyone does. But I go to office daily, twice – in the morning to swipe-in and again in the evening to swipe-out.

2. Since I am not in office most of the time, I have to search for a good restaurant to have my lunch. My search hasn’t ended yet.

3. It was in college, when I used to take afternoon naps. For the past 8 months, it has become a habit again. At-least 1 hour of afternoon sleep has become necessary for my body.

4. I have been working with my Laptop a lot, so that thing takes up the rest of my mornings.

5. And in the evenings I am busy again.

6. For dinner, its time for “Dinner Search”. There are no good places to eat near my house. And I don’t have a bike. I hate travelling in auto-rickshaws.

So, this is how I have been keeping busy. I don’t get bored. But at times, I wish that I were into some project and keep myself busy in some other way. And this recession has sucked up all the new jobs that I would have been interested in.

Oh, I forgot to mention one more thing. Last month, my laptop crashed. It took me 2 whole days to get it back to its own self. It has already crashed 4 times. Hahaha… What a way to keep oneself busy. I am desperately waiting for a significant change in my life, and it better come soon. Else, this post could be copy-pasted with some minor changes again. Keep watching!!!!

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Olympic News

The Torch:

The torch is lighted using the rays of the Sun by a parabolic reflector at the site of the Ancient Olympics in Olympia, Greece. The torch is then taken out of Greece to the main stadium where the cauldron is lighted on the final day/opening ceremony. This torch is left to burn till the games have been officially closed.

There are interesting stories about so many Olympic Relays.
In 1976 Summer Olympics(Montreal), the flame was transmitted "electronically" via satelite from Athens to Ottawa, by means id an electronic pulse derived from the actual burning flame. After a rainstorm doused the Olympic flame, an official relit the flame using his cigarette lighter. Organizers quickly doused it again and relit it using a backup of the original flame.

A lot of money goes into designing of the Olympic Torch. They have to withstand wind speeds up-to 65 km/hr, rain upto 50mm an hour. Other requirements are that the design should be such that it can be identified and photographed in sunshine and areas of extreme brightness. The fuel is propane which is in accordance with environmental guidelines. The material of its form is recyclable. For Sydney 2000, there was a special requirement since it had to be kept submerged in water.
WOW: I never thought that Science and Technology would help us in such ways.The final carrier of the torch is often kept secret until the last moment, and is usually a sports celebrity of the host country.

Some more facts:
The torch has been carried by an airplane in 1952, when the fire traveled to Helsinki.
The Torch Relay symbolizes the passing of Olympic traditions from one generation to the next.

Facts from : Wikipedia

Monday, February 9, 2009

It was my LUCK….

luckbychance1_4002_400 LuckByChance was a horrible movie. And luckily, I watched it at home. And by chance, three more turned up for the movie, and thus we saved a fortune. Of-course, I missed the popcorns (with caramel) and the multiplex-environment.

After watching this movie, I wondered if Farhan Akhtar could ever star in a comic role. In the two flicks that he has appeared, I have never seen him smile. Though, I liked his acting in Rock On, in LuckByChance, it seemed that he was just carrying over his emotions from his previous film.

About the story, I still don't have a clue what relevance does the title of the movie have with the script. There is just one dialog where there seems to be some connection, but apart from that, I felt, it was just a waste of my precious Saturday time. A full 2 and a half hours of nothing. Anurag Kashyap was probably trying to follow and make a film like Page 3, but he has failed terribly.

Except from Farhan Akhtar and Konkana Sen Sharma, nobody else had a prominent visibility in this movie. Well of-course, for a minute or two, Mrs. Dimple Kapadia, Rishi Kapoor, Juhi Chawla, MacMohan, Saurabh Shukla tried their best to make me laugh, but it didn't work out well. I didn't even realize when the movie ended. Did I miss something in the movie?

I would have preferred to watch Victory instead, from the reviews, LuckbyChance was supposed to be a better movie than Victory, but I beg to differ.

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Hey, My friend’s gone to SPAIN

Hey everyone, my most fierce competitor has left for Spain tonight for a 3 month trip. During which I am pretty sure, that he won’t be able to find enough time to concentrate on his posts. So, I am looking forward to beat him by a good enough margin when he is back, so that this year, I would emerge as the unanimous winner.

I have 5 posts this year, including this one, while he has 4. Right now, I am leading by 1 post. I will definitely try to increase this margin soon.

I will keep this place full.

But, I will miss you, and your comments. The first comment invariably came from you. And for some posts, your were the sole commenter. I will miss that.

Competition aside, I wish you “A very happy and safe journey”, and an eventful trip to Spain. Have a great time. Bye bye…

To my sister…

Today, I want to write about a girl, who has been with me for a very long DSC05487time. Right from the childhood, we were friends. How lovely those childhood days were. I still remember some moments, which makes me smile sometimes. You  looked so sweet when you were small. I still smile when I look at your childhood photographs. I wish there were lots and lots of photographs of you and mine together. I tried searching our family albums of our photographs of childhood, but I couldn’t find a single one. Kaash!!!! Aise bahut saare photographs hote …

I want to tell you one thing, about which you always complained. You always had this fear that I was loved more than you by everyone. I don’t think it is true. I know everyone loves you as much as me, and even Rima, so don’t ever think like that again.

I also remember when we used to study together, we used to fight a lot. :)

We used to fight a lot over small things, and when our fighting came down to slapping and beating, you won sometimes because of your big nails, and I won sometimes because of my power. You sometimes cried. I don’t remember how I felt when you cried, but when I think of it now, I wish I never had beaten you up. But, that cannot be changed now. But a lot has changed since then. I have matured a lot and so have you. I remember the last time I made you cry… Do you ? Well, I have already said sorry to you for that, and yet again I want to say SORRY. I know, you have forgiven me for my stupid words.

You always had a very short-temper, about which our parents were very much concerned. That was long time back. When I see you now, I realize that you have now grown up. From that sweet little kid who used to quarrel for the tiniest of things, you have now learnt so much.

I don’t remember if I have ever said that “I Love You”, because, I always thought that it was not necessary to only have this feeling, and not express it. I was wrong. I now realize that you need to show and express your feelings to your loved ones too often, even if the both understand each others’ feelings. You are the greatest sister that I could have got. I hope you can say the same about me as well. No matter what, I will always love you. You will always be the same sweet little sister for me, no matter how old we become.

Some thoughts that flash through my mind when I think about you:

Comics, Tuition Sir, Your big nails, your crocodile tears, TV Remote, Rolls, Rakhi, Me teaching you, Rima, Diwali, Teddy Bears, Video Game, Photo sessions, Hair Combing, Ronjeet, Bara and Ghoogooni and Jungle Book, Shri Krishna, Alif Laila, Frozen Tea, Ice-creams, Forzen Grapes, Bar Koli,

Thanks for being the greatest sister of the world…

Your Bro,

Saturday, January 31, 2009

Kya maara DIALOG

Ladka: Hum tumpe line maar sakta hai ?

Ladki:  Maar ke to dekh...

Ladka: Maang khaali hai kya ? Bas ek inch ki maarunga....

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Where is it?

I am searching for something, but I don’t know what. That is the root of the problem. Many of us, rather, I would say, every one of us is searching for something, definitely, we are searching for something, looking everywhere for something, but we surely don’t know what is it ?

Though, we don’t even know, what we are searching for, we are asking ourselves the question, “Where is it?”. Isn’t it weird? Do I sound like a maniac? Do I talk like a psycho?

First things first, “Why am I writing about this ?”


This is the “Maslow’s hierarchy of needs”. From the bottom, I guess, I am on the third level. I am desperately trying to climb up as fast as possible, but it seems that the last two stages are the most difficult tread on. But, my patience has started showing signs of ageing.

I hate “Psychology”. But, I believe in it.

This theory looks OK to me. At-least, it resembles my hierarchy. But, do you really think that human desires or needs are hierarchical? Give it a thought, because many people(read #!@#%^$# Psychologists) disagree. I am one of them. 

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Post 2009

1 month is about to pass by, and today, on the 25th day of 2009, I am writing 2009down my first post of this year.

Well, 4 gone, 2 still under the covers. But, not much expectations from them too. I guess, I am pretty much sure now, as to how should I travel my life. But, present times are difficult. Global meltdown, recession, bourses tumbling, cash crunch, find their mention in the daily news. Amidst all these, there are more violent incidents taking place all around.

I am not going to blabber much in this post, since, I don’t have a topic today. Just, wanted to give a start to 2009, since nothing has happened that would permit me to give it a great start, so, here I am,