First break of the day and i am here bloggin'.. This 108 is really becoming a pain..Neway ppl around me are playing some lovely songs so its time for a post on Muzik..Dedicated to Mr.Gravel
The biggest lie you ever told - your deepest fear ’bout growin’ old
The longest night you ever spent - the angriest letter you never sent
The boy you swore you’d never leave - the one you kissed on new years’ eve
The sweetest dream you had last night -- your darkest hour, your hardest fight
I wanna know you - like I know myself
I’m waitin’ for you - there ain’t no one else
Talk to me baby - scream and shout
I want to know you - inside out
I wanna dig down deep - I wanna lose some sleep
I wanna scream and shout - I wanna know you inside out
I wanna take my time - I wanna know your mind
Ya know there ain’t no doubt - I wanna know you inside out
The saddest song you ever heard - the most you said with just one word
The loneliest prayer you ever prayed - the truest vow you ever made
What makes you laugh, what makes you cry
What makes you mad, what gets you by
You highest high, your lowest low - these things I want to know
I wanna know you - like I know myself
I’m waitin’ for you - there ain’t no one else
Talk to me baby - scream and shout
I want to know you - inside out
I wanna dig down deep - I wanna lose some sleep
I wanna scream and shout - I wanna know you inside out
I wanna take my time - I wanna know your mind
Ya know there ain’t no doubt - I wanna know you inside out
I wanna know your soul - I wanna lose control
C’mon n’ let it out - I wanna know you inside out
Ya gotta dig down deep - I wanna lose some sleep
I wanna scream and shout - I wanna know you inside out
Tell me everything...
My all time favorite BA song as a few of you would know too.. We've played this Q&A game, haven't we ;-)
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Weekend roundup
Saturday:
Highly uneventful. Woke up late, had a lazy late lunch and then worked out of K2. This lappie is making me a workaholic. Shopped at Landmark to encash the GV :-) Am not revealing what I bought for obvious reasons but two observations that have been nagging me ever since..
* There is a brand called HiDesign which sells men's wallets for Rs. 1795 (and that was the cheapest range on display) Now who on earth would ever buy that ?
* Giftwrapping papers at Landmark cost Rs 50 - now isn't it free at Shoppers Stop ?
Sunday:
Avani Avittam.. How I looove this function...Now don't ask me too much about the religious significance of this event - all I know is that this is the day every year all Brahmins pay homage to their ancestors and rishis and recite the Vedas..More on it here...When we (Appa n me) were in Trichy, I still remember how we used to wake up early, take a bath, wear the veshti and angavastram and leave for Akhilandeswari school where Mani vadyaar would organize the ceremony in hugeee batches..Twas a sight seeing chotu chotu kids with vibhudi all over their faces and body trying sincerely to narrate the mantras..And then memories (not so fond though) of the Ganga snanum (in our case Cauvery snanum) in the break...Finally the cries of "Dakshina Dakshina" (those were the times when I even considered a career as a Pundit looking at the collection) All this would take a good 3 hours and what awaited us at the end would be a very very sumptuous meal..At SP we had vadyaar cum student So-So who used to religiously download the mantras from the net and then get us Tam Brahms lined up for the ceremony. This year things were a little low key since everything happened at home but Mom's food was as usual awesome.. The vada and urlakezhangu kari were superrrrrrrrro super... mmmmwaah Mom :-) And I can't wait for Gokulashtami..Can I please be the Krishnar and walk across our house.. Pleaseeeeeeeeeee...
Later in the evening one of my good friends Sumit had invited me home since they had arranged for a Puja at their place. Now ever since my folks moved in, I’ve become so domesticated that Sumit's been cribbing like crazy that I’ve forgotten my old friends. Not wanting to give him another chance to complain, I heartily accepted the invitation. It was a proper Rajasthani function with the pundit from Ajmer regaling us with stories of his travails in Rameshwaram. There was a lengthy story recitation where I learnt about the mahatv of the tulsi leaf :-) Finally cut fruits and Puttu were distributed as prasad. Now have to add something here on Surabhi Bhabhi. For starters, she's an amazing cook and makes the best paav bhaji I have ever eaten. But more importantly, she's an amazing mix of a person with modern outlook and traditional values. She gets along fabulously with Sumit's friends like Andy and me and even accompanies us for movies..At the same time, she is also deeply rooted in tradition. If women of my generation are like her, then we can all be rest assured that the future is in safe hands. wotever.....satyanarayan ki jaiiiiiiiiiii :-)
Surfed the net and checked mails late yesterday evening. AR is coming to town next weekend. That's definitely bad news.. She is such an incorrigible shopaholic that I better watch out. The last time she came over here I ended up trying out and buying some rags that only SRK and Sallu wear in the movies.. stuff that usually makes me go “Yikessssssss..kya pehenthe hain log"
Chal this post has become too long now :-)
Highly uneventful. Woke up late, had a lazy late lunch and then worked out of K2. This lappie is making me a workaholic. Shopped at Landmark to encash the GV :-) Am not revealing what I bought for obvious reasons but two observations that have been nagging me ever since..
* There is a brand called HiDesign which sells men's wallets for Rs. 1795 (and that was the cheapest range on display) Now who on earth would ever buy that ?
* Giftwrapping papers at Landmark cost Rs 50 - now isn't it free at Shoppers Stop ?
Sunday:
Avani Avittam.. How I looove this function...Now don't ask me too much about the religious significance of this event - all I know is that this is the day every year all Brahmins pay homage to their ancestors and rishis and recite the Vedas..More on it here...When we (Appa n me) were in Trichy, I still remember how we used to wake up early, take a bath, wear the veshti and angavastram and leave for Akhilandeswari school where Mani vadyaar would organize the ceremony in hugeee batches..Twas a sight seeing chotu chotu kids with vibhudi all over their faces and body trying sincerely to narrate the mantras..And then memories (not so fond though) of the Ganga snanum (in our case Cauvery snanum) in the break...Finally the cries of "Dakshina Dakshina" (those were the times when I even considered a career as a Pundit looking at the collection) All this would take a good 3 hours and what awaited us at the end would be a very very sumptuous meal..At SP we had vadyaar cum student So-So who used to religiously download the mantras from the net and then get us Tam Brahms lined up for the ceremony. This year things were a little low key since everything happened at home but Mom's food was as usual awesome.. The vada and urlakezhangu kari were superrrrrrrrro super... mmmmwaah Mom :-) And I can't wait for Gokulashtami..Can I please be the Krishnar and walk across our house.. Pleaseeeeeeeeeee...
Later in the evening one of my good friends Sumit had invited me home since they had arranged for a Puja at their place. Now ever since my folks moved in, I’ve become so domesticated that Sumit's been cribbing like crazy that I’ve forgotten my old friends. Not wanting to give him another chance to complain, I heartily accepted the invitation. It was a proper Rajasthani function with the pundit from Ajmer regaling us with stories of his travails in Rameshwaram. There was a lengthy story recitation where I learnt about the mahatv of the tulsi leaf :-) Finally cut fruits and Puttu were distributed as prasad. Now have to add something here on Surabhi Bhabhi. For starters, she's an amazing cook and makes the best paav bhaji I have ever eaten. But more importantly, she's an amazing mix of a person with modern outlook and traditional values. She gets along fabulously with Sumit's friends like Andy and me and even accompanies us for movies..At the same time, she is also deeply rooted in tradition. If women of my generation are like her, then we can all be rest assured that the future is in safe hands. wotever.....satyanarayan ki jaiiiiiiiiiii :-)
Surfed the net and checked mails late yesterday evening. AR is coming to town next weekend. That's definitely bad news.. She is such an incorrigible shopaholic that I better watch out. The last time she came over here I ended up trying out and buying some rags that only SRK and Sallu wear in the movies.. stuff that usually makes me go “Yikessssssss..kya pehenthe hain log"
Chal this post has become too long now :-)
Monday, August 30, 2004
Plainspeak...
Promiscuity in Bangalore, best workplace in India, sex habits of Chinese women, hottest British male... Its that time of the year when opinions are being sought on every damn topic under the sun..Of course, as long you, the paying public, continue to lap up all this needless information, magazines will continue to flood you with such crap..But one such survey which helps in deciding the fate of a million Indians every year is the one on top B-schools of the nation. I just read one in BusinessWorld and I think the time's ripe for me to spring excerpts of my take on this to my unsuspecting readers.
Disclaimer: The views expressed in the post below reflect the stance of a "highly biased but understanding" author who is only all too willing to reconsider certain "new factors" if "suitable convinced".
...as on 29th Aug, 10:14pm
Any purportedly scientific survey which reckons that its arrived at its final conclusion based on factors like faculty strength, research, consultancy, admission, networking and placement is fundamentally flawed.
For example, I know a friend of mine who passed out from IIM-C..When quizzed on what his salary was, he casually remarked that he had won for himself 14 lpa.. Knowing fully well that he worked at a place which was 18th in the Best Workplace pecking order (Hint Hint) I demanded an explanation.. and then the cat came out of the bag..He mentioned that he had found himself a girlfriend at C who earned 8 lpa..Now I have no problems with C using that figure for highest salary but I definitely have a problem if C is gonna use 14 lpa for both him and her when calculating the mean :-)
Lets check out faculty strength next...There is this wonderful story doing the rounds that a senior faculty at IIMA who was on deputation to Insead passed away recently.. IIMA however continued to pay him a princely sum of Rs 8000 every month and used his name in their brochure till his grandson who was giving CAT found out the error..Needless to say, at last hear A was looking for more such martyrs :D I guess I could rubbish all other factors too if I so desired but then thats not the purpose of this post.
Let me come down to the actual methodology I have adopted for my survey.. Very simple..I spoke to tonnes and tonnes of prospective students - male and female, poets and engineers, chachas and kiddies, old economy mamas and BPO babes.. I have taken care to get the sample size right so don't even try dismissing me on those grounds...And aftersome really naughty conversations, I have come to realise that there have to be different kinds of rankings for different kinds of people.. Just like 16 year old women like Dove, Lux and then Pears and 80 year old granddads choose Dettol, Hamam and Lifebuoy and a 26 year young dude prefers Mysore Sandal 150g, Mysore Sandal 75g and Mysore Sandal 200g :-) Though the idea of different survey rankings found favor with my sponsors (did I forget to mention that my survey results are coming out in India Today next week??) since they could sell more magazines for two consecutive fortnights, my focus group clearly told me that the reading public wants one summary survey and its results. So here I go... with justifications wherever I felt appropriate...
1. IIM-A: Simply because A is the first alphabet and when Phoren companies make plans to recruit here, they are simply asked "Do u want A, B or C guys?" The unsuspecting phirang thinks it refers to grades and plumps for A and thats why A rules and Welligkar (W) suffers :-)
2. IIM-C: I know B comes before C but there's something about this place..For starters, its got loads of engineers (read: very intelligent people) and so if u are also intelligent (read: engineer) India's intellectual capital is the place for you...Long live Bongol !!
3. IIM-B: For the guys, its the 3Bs - beer, babes and beautiful weather.. For the women, its just the J (will leave you to figure it out)..Btw, this insti also hosts a variety of rock shows throughout the year.. they don't seem to study much here but still get jobs..Good ones too..
4. IIM-L: The IIM tag notwithstanding, you might get to rub shoulders once in a while with Mulayam Singh, Subrato Roy, Amar Singh, Amitabh Bachchan... and if you are really lucky, you might even get to hear one of Vajpayee's fiery speeches (I am sure elections are around the corner and the old man will stand again)
5. FMS/SP Jain/NITIE:
If you are from Delhi and you have a girlfriend in town, then you have to join FMS so that you don't lose her. If you are not from Delhi and don't have a girlfriend, don't worry, join FMS to get one. And that's about the best thing I can say about the place.. But of course, isn't it the most important thing?
If you are a gal then SP is just not the place for you. There is a 11 pm curfew in place and men and women stay in different hostels. However if you a guy, then SP is just the right place for you. The M:F ratio is simply awesome - there will always be women who read the first line and say "Cmon, it cant be that bad" and then shoot themselves by joining :-)
NITIE simply rocks..For one there are no rotten apples.. All of them who are in are very intelligent (u know wot I am toking abt)..Secondly their campus is very nice.. and thirdly its Mumbai yaar.. Need I say more !!
8. IIM-I/IIM-K/MDI:
IIM-I's two biggest USPs (yaaa, I know 2 kinda dilutes the U but this is what they claim) are that they are fully Wi-Fi enabled and they are the "True face of management education in India"..IIM-India...someone needs to tell them Indira Institute of Management, Ichampatti is hijacking their second USP :D
IIM-K is the IIM of Mellus, for Mellus, by Mellus..So if you are Mellu your world of management education should start and stop here :-) IIMK also offers its students a two year tryst with nature..
To be honest not a lot of info was available about this place but from whatever I gather, MDI is a must for all shopaholics - The malls of Gurgaon are some of the finest in this country.
11. XLRI:
So aptly named - XLent for Rigorous Imprisonment - an insti still caught up in its own world, cut off from rest of civilisation.. a place steeped so much in tradition that they insist on continuing with clergymen for Principals and Deans :D
...wanna read more...
Online version: 1 copy - 24$, every extra copy - 20$
Disclaimer: The views expressed in the post below reflect the stance of a "highly biased but understanding" author who is only all too willing to reconsider certain "new factors" if "suitable convinced".
...as on 29th Aug, 10:14pm
Any purportedly scientific survey which reckons that its arrived at its final conclusion based on factors like faculty strength, research, consultancy, admission, networking and placement is fundamentally flawed.
For example, I know a friend of mine who passed out from IIM-C..When quizzed on what his salary was, he casually remarked that he had won for himself 14 lpa.. Knowing fully well that he worked at a place which was 18th in the Best Workplace pecking order (Hint Hint) I demanded an explanation.. and then the cat came out of the bag..He mentioned that he had found himself a girlfriend at C who earned 8 lpa..Now I have no problems with C using that figure for highest salary but I definitely have a problem if C is gonna use 14 lpa for both him and her when calculating the mean :-)
Lets check out faculty strength next...There is this wonderful story doing the rounds that a senior faculty at IIMA who was on deputation to Insead passed away recently.. IIMA however continued to pay him a princely sum of Rs 8000 every month and used his name in their brochure till his grandson who was giving CAT found out the error..Needless to say, at last hear A was looking for more such martyrs :D I guess I could rubbish all other factors too if I so desired but then thats not the purpose of this post.
Let me come down to the actual methodology I have adopted for my survey.. Very simple..I spoke to tonnes and tonnes of prospective students - male and female, poets and engineers, chachas and kiddies, old economy mamas and BPO babes.. I have taken care to get the sample size right so don't even try dismissing me on those grounds...And aftersome really naughty conversations, I have come to realise that there have to be different kinds of rankings for different kinds of people.. Just like 16 year old women like Dove, Lux and then Pears and 80 year old granddads choose Dettol, Hamam and Lifebuoy and a 26 year young dude prefers Mysore Sandal 150g, Mysore Sandal 75g and Mysore Sandal 200g :-) Though the idea of different survey rankings found favor with my sponsors (did I forget to mention that my survey results are coming out in India Today next week??) since they could sell more magazines for two consecutive fortnights, my focus group clearly told me that the reading public wants one summary survey and its results. So here I go... with justifications wherever I felt appropriate...
1. IIM-A: Simply because A is the first alphabet and when Phoren companies make plans to recruit here, they are simply asked "Do u want A, B or C guys?" The unsuspecting phirang thinks it refers to grades and plumps for A and thats why A rules and Welligkar (W) suffers :-)
2. IIM-C: I know B comes before C but there's something about this place..For starters, its got loads of engineers (read: very intelligent people) and so if u are also intelligent (read: engineer) India's intellectual capital is the place for you...Long live Bongol !!
3. IIM-B: For the guys, its the 3Bs - beer, babes and beautiful weather.. For the women, its just the J (will leave you to figure it out)..Btw, this insti also hosts a variety of rock shows throughout the year.. they don't seem to study much here but still get jobs..Good ones too..
4. IIM-L: The IIM tag notwithstanding, you might get to rub shoulders once in a while with Mulayam Singh, Subrato Roy, Amar Singh, Amitabh Bachchan... and if you are really lucky, you might even get to hear one of Vajpayee's fiery speeches (I am sure elections are around the corner and the old man will stand again)
5. FMS/SP Jain/NITIE:
If you are from Delhi and you have a girlfriend in town, then you have to join FMS so that you don't lose her. If you are not from Delhi and don't have a girlfriend, don't worry, join FMS to get one. And that's about the best thing I can say about the place.. But of course, isn't it the most important thing?
If you are a gal then SP is just not the place for you. There is a 11 pm curfew in place and men and women stay in different hostels. However if you a guy, then SP is just the right place for you. The M:F ratio is simply awesome - there will always be women who read the first line and say "Cmon, it cant be that bad" and then shoot themselves by joining :-)
NITIE simply rocks..For one there are no rotten apples.. All of them who are in are very intelligent (u know wot I am toking abt)..Secondly their campus is very nice.. and thirdly its Mumbai yaar.. Need I say more !!
8. IIM-I/IIM-K/MDI:
IIM-I's two biggest USPs (yaaa, I know 2 kinda dilutes the U but this is what they claim) are that they are fully Wi-Fi enabled and they are the "True face of management education in India"..IIM-India...someone needs to tell them Indira Institute of Management, Ichampatti is hijacking their second USP :D
IIM-K is the IIM of Mellus, for Mellus, by Mellus..So if you are Mellu your world of management education should start and stop here :-) IIMK also offers its students a two year tryst with nature..
To be honest not a lot of info was available about this place but from whatever I gather, MDI is a must for all shopaholics - The malls of Gurgaon are some of the finest in this country.
11. XLRI:
So aptly named - XLent for Rigorous Imprisonment - an insti still caught up in its own world, cut off from rest of civilisation.. a place steeped so much in tradition that they insist on continuing with clergymen for Principals and Deans :D
...wanna read more...
Online version: 1 copy - 24$, every extra copy - 20$
Sunday, August 29, 2004
GWH - 3
SEAN
Well, are you going out again?
WILL
I don't know.
SEAN
Why not?
WILL
Haven't called her.
SEAN
Jesus Christ, you are an amateur.
WILL
I know what I'm doing. She's different from the other girls I met. We have a really good time. She's smart, beautiful, fun...
SEAN
So Christ, call her up.
WILL
Why? So I can realize she's not so smart. That she's boring. You don't get it. Right now she's perfect, I don't want to ruin that.
SEAN
And right now you're perfect too. Maybe you don't want to ruin that.
Will says nothing.
SEAN (cont'd)
Well, I think that's a great philosophy. Will, that way you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody.
Sean looks directly at Will, who looks away. A beat.
SEAN (cont'd)
My wife used to turn the alarm clock off in her sleep. I was late for work all the time because in the middle of the night she'd roll over and turn the damn thing off. Eventually I got a second clock and put it under my side of the bed, but it got to where she was gettin' to that one too. She was afraid of the dark, so the closet light was on all night. Thing kept me up half the night. Eventually I'd fall asleep, out of sheer exhaustion and not wake up when I was supposed to cause she'd have already gotten to my alarms.
Will smiles, Sean takes a beat.
SEAN (cont'd)
My wife's been dead two years, Will. And when I think about her, those are the things I think about most. Little idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. Those made her my wife. And she had the goods on me too. Little things I do out of habit. People call these things imperfections Will. It's just who we are. And we get to choose who we're going to let into out weird little worlds. You're not perfect. And let me save you the suspense, this girl you met isn't either. The question is, whether or not you're perfect for each other. You can know everything in the world, but the only way you're findin' that one out is by giving it a shot. You sure won't get the answer from an old fucker like me. And even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you.
Well, are you going out again?
WILL
I don't know.
SEAN
Why not?
WILL
Haven't called her.
SEAN
Jesus Christ, you are an amateur.
WILL
I know what I'm doing. She's different from the other girls I met. We have a really good time. She's smart, beautiful, fun...
SEAN
So Christ, call her up.
WILL
Why? So I can realize she's not so smart. That she's boring. You don't get it. Right now she's perfect, I don't want to ruin that.
SEAN
And right now you're perfect too. Maybe you don't want to ruin that.
Will says nothing.
SEAN (cont'd)
Well, I think that's a great philosophy. Will, that way you can go through your entire life without ever having to really know anybody.
Sean looks directly at Will, who looks away. A beat.
SEAN (cont'd)
My wife used to turn the alarm clock off in her sleep. I was late for work all the time because in the middle of the night she'd roll over and turn the damn thing off. Eventually I got a second clock and put it under my side of the bed, but it got to where she was gettin' to that one too. She was afraid of the dark, so the closet light was on all night. Thing kept me up half the night. Eventually I'd fall asleep, out of sheer exhaustion and not wake up when I was supposed to cause she'd have already gotten to my alarms.
Will smiles, Sean takes a beat.
SEAN (cont'd)
My wife's been dead two years, Will. And when I think about her, those are the things I think about most. Little idiosyncrasies that only I knew about. Those made her my wife. And she had the goods on me too. Little things I do out of habit. People call these things imperfections Will. It's just who we are. And we get to choose who we're going to let into out weird little worlds. You're not perfect. And let me save you the suspense, this girl you met isn't either. The question is, whether or not you're perfect for each other. You can know everything in the world, but the only way you're findin' that one out is by giving it a shot. You sure won't get the answer from an old fucker like me. And even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you.
Saturday, August 28, 2004
More kirukkalgal..
Yet another survey about the best workplace came out in HT yesterday and its no surprise that Wipro is nowhere near the top.. And no prizes for guessing that Infy is ranked in the top 3.. But what is definitely shocking is seeing TCS right up there .. Now this is one survey all students of Market Research have to study in detail to learn how to ask questions such that you get respondents to say exactly what you want them to ..Wonder how many shares these HT guys got allotted :-)
Happy Onam Anju Bobby George... I stayed up late till 1 today morning to cheer you on at Athens and have absolutley no complaints... I thought you threw the kitchen sink at your opponents but tis unfortunate that the rest of the field was two notches better. Still matching your personal best is one heckuva achievement and the whole of India is proud of you for that..Btw, I think you are very, very pretty :-))) You remind me so muchhhh of someone I know :-)))
I have been cribbing a lot to anyone willing to lend me a ear about the crowds at ICICI's ATMs and how Citi's service sucks.. But after a visit to State Bank of Mysore today morning, I am not sure which is the lesser evil - Public sector banks full of sleepy, lethargic babus or smartly dressed, dumb women in upscale Private Sector Banks. Susie, why don't u folks open up here yaar :-(
Fida..Am yet to see this one but ever since the movie released the teasers on television have annoyingly revealed more and more of the story.. In fact, I think I can kinda second guess the twist in the climax a la' Abbas Mustan movies.. which brings us to Ajnabee, a movie I thoroughly enjoyed not only for Bebo but also for the circumstances under which I saw it..
Trime 1 - first quiz in QM - It was supposed to be a 1 hour online test between 3 and 4 pm on a Friday afternoon..3 questions of 10 marks each but 15 minutes into the test, I jes could not get anything going.. MS-Excel was giving me problems and I just could not understand the sums..Perseverance, in these kinda situations, is a wasted virtue so I jes threw my blank answer sheet at the supervisor and quit. Went straight to Chandan in Juhu, bought tickets for Ajnabee First Day Evening Show, downed a bottle and half of beer and spent an hour at the beach seriously asking myself if B-school had been the right move.
"The CAs would top the accounting papers, the Commerce grads in Eco, the well-groomed Delhi babes would rock in Comunication..So if engineers like me flopped in papers like QM, then I would have to join the poets at the bottom of the class.." After some serious philosophising (the beer had really sunk in by then) I think I decided "Acads ko goli maaro.. lemme chk out Bebo" And returned to have a ball at Chandan hooting and whistling and generally making a fool of myself...
And the better part was, I did all this ALONE while the rest of my class slogged away at Excel :-) And saving the best for the last, when the results came out, of course I got 0 but would you believe it, almost 40 odd people out of 66 got 0.. Yippeeeeeee... Atleast I didn't waste precious time.. And since that test till my last day, I have always placed a premium on my time and walked out when classes were boring or simply skipped them when they offered no value..
Current music: Manjal Poosum - Friends
Happy Onam Anju Bobby George... I stayed up late till 1 today morning to cheer you on at Athens and have absolutley no complaints... I thought you threw the kitchen sink at your opponents but tis unfortunate that the rest of the field was two notches better. Still matching your personal best is one heckuva achievement and the whole of India is proud of you for that..Btw, I think you are very, very pretty :-))) You remind me so muchhhh of someone I know :-)))
I have been cribbing a lot to anyone willing to lend me a ear about the crowds at ICICI's ATMs and how Citi's service sucks.. But after a visit to State Bank of Mysore today morning, I am not sure which is the lesser evil - Public sector banks full of sleepy, lethargic babus or smartly dressed, dumb women in upscale Private Sector Banks. Susie, why don't u folks open up here yaar :-(
Fida..Am yet to see this one but ever since the movie released the teasers on television have annoyingly revealed more and more of the story.. In fact, I think I can kinda second guess the twist in the climax a la' Abbas Mustan movies.. which brings us to Ajnabee, a movie I thoroughly enjoyed not only for Bebo but also for the circumstances under which I saw it..
Trime 1 - first quiz in QM - It was supposed to be a 1 hour online test between 3 and 4 pm on a Friday afternoon..3 questions of 10 marks each but 15 minutes into the test, I jes could not get anything going.. MS-Excel was giving me problems and I just could not understand the sums..Perseverance, in these kinda situations, is a wasted virtue so I jes threw my blank answer sheet at the supervisor and quit. Went straight to Chandan in Juhu, bought tickets for Ajnabee First Day Evening Show, downed a bottle and half of beer and spent an hour at the beach seriously asking myself if B-school had been the right move.
"The CAs would top the accounting papers, the Commerce grads in Eco, the well-groomed Delhi babes would rock in Comunication..So if engineers like me flopped in papers like QM, then I would have to join the poets at the bottom of the class.." After some serious philosophising (the beer had really sunk in by then) I think I decided "Acads ko goli maaro.. lemme chk out Bebo" And returned to have a ball at Chandan hooting and whistling and generally making a fool of myself...
And the better part was, I did all this ALONE while the rest of my class slogged away at Excel :-) And saving the best for the last, when the results came out, of course I got 0 but would you believe it, almost 40 odd people out of 66 got 0.. Yippeeeeeee... Atleast I didn't waste precious time.. And since that test till my last day, I have always placed a premium on my time and walked out when classes were boring or simply skipped them when they offered no value..
Current music: Manjal Poosum - Friends
Friday, August 27, 2004
I'm sorry but....
This post is gonna be more of a frustrated rant.. So in case you were looking for logical arguments or coherent reasoning, you are probably at the wrong place..
Like many of my erudite friends, I'd grown up through school dabbling with Lenin, Marx, Che Guevara and other communist relics..And looking back, I wasn't even in Bengal or Kerala at any point in time.. But the whole concept of a society where there was no divide between the rich and the poor and the state ensured that all were equal held tremendous appeal to me at that impressionable age..And the fact that Castro and his Cuba could kick-ass the world's largest rogue nation was more than ample proof that these lofty ideals worked at the grassroots. However reading more about the collapse of Eastern Europe and the fall of the USSR and watching Perestroika replaced by Glasnost slowly exposed me to the horrors of the system and incredibly so, I became a strong proponent of capitalism. Pretty soon the heights to which large corporations and moneybags stretched the "survival of the fittest" principle to achieve their ends came as a rude jolt to me and soon I was back to searching for my ideology - like a man trapped in a drifting boat desperate for a shore to land. Economics took a backseat and the nationalistic brand of politics propagated by the BJP (some choose to call it right wing extremism) engulfed me - To be honest, this was more because I had nowhere else to run away from these shameless pseudo secularists. Today I think I’ve been there and seen it all and what India needs is some practical politics - they call it realpolitik, don’t they...
C’mon, when will our politicians ever grow up..On one hand, we have a party which is yet to reconcile itself to its humiliation at the hustings and trying to create trouble whenever it gets a chance - (Gimme a break, Shibu Soren's case is what 27 yrs old ??) and on the other hand we have a ruling party which can't seem to resist indulging in juvenile sparring. And all this while a Rs 4000 crore Finance Bill is waiting to be discussed..
Then there is this truckers strike in Bangalore.. While its been really pleasant driving up and down Hosur Road these last 3 days, I still can't seem to fathom the logic behind this strike..And what about that stupid ban preventing release of non-Kannada movies for 7 weeks.. Surely I live in India and its illegal to deny me the right to see what pleases me.. C’mon, when its worthwhile I don't mind watching even a Kannada movie.. Preethi, Prema, Pranaya was good and I saw it.. But the rest of the stuff the Kannada Film Industry churns out is utter rubbish.. Ranga SSLC whatever....
Lets talk sports now.. The IOC is run by Suresh Kalmadi - a goon from Pune, Amar Singh won some elections last month into CAB and everyone knows he is a thug from UP and the IHF is run by KPS Gill, an ex-supercop but a man known more for his high political ambitions..Why is it that we do not have the right people in the right posts.. Why is it that politics is intertwined in almost every walk of life ? Was reading somewhere yesterday that Uday Hussain was so passionate about sports that when his countries sportsmen fared poorly he used to shoot them and their trainers dead..Wish the reverse was applicable in India..Just imagine if Rajvardhan Rathore was allowed to do that...
I think that's enough for this time...
Like many of my erudite friends, I'd grown up through school dabbling with Lenin, Marx, Che Guevara and other communist relics..And looking back, I wasn't even in Bengal or Kerala at any point in time.. But the whole concept of a society where there was no divide between the rich and the poor and the state ensured that all were equal held tremendous appeal to me at that impressionable age..And the fact that Castro and his Cuba could kick-ass the world's largest rogue nation was more than ample proof that these lofty ideals worked at the grassroots. However reading more about the collapse of Eastern Europe and the fall of the USSR and watching Perestroika replaced by Glasnost slowly exposed me to the horrors of the system and incredibly so, I became a strong proponent of capitalism. Pretty soon the heights to which large corporations and moneybags stretched the "survival of the fittest" principle to achieve their ends came as a rude jolt to me and soon I was back to searching for my ideology - like a man trapped in a drifting boat desperate for a shore to land. Economics took a backseat and the nationalistic brand of politics propagated by the BJP (some choose to call it right wing extremism) engulfed me - To be honest, this was more because I had nowhere else to run away from these shameless pseudo secularists. Today I think I’ve been there and seen it all and what India needs is some practical politics - they call it realpolitik, don’t they...
C’mon, when will our politicians ever grow up..On one hand, we have a party which is yet to reconcile itself to its humiliation at the hustings and trying to create trouble whenever it gets a chance - (Gimme a break, Shibu Soren's case is what 27 yrs old ??) and on the other hand we have a ruling party which can't seem to resist indulging in juvenile sparring. And all this while a Rs 4000 crore Finance Bill is waiting to be discussed..
Then there is this truckers strike in Bangalore.. While its been really pleasant driving up and down Hosur Road these last 3 days, I still can't seem to fathom the logic behind this strike..And what about that stupid ban preventing release of non-Kannada movies for 7 weeks.. Surely I live in India and its illegal to deny me the right to see what pleases me.. C’mon, when its worthwhile I don't mind watching even a Kannada movie.. Preethi, Prema, Pranaya was good and I saw it.. But the rest of the stuff the Kannada Film Industry churns out is utter rubbish.. Ranga SSLC whatever....
Lets talk sports now.. The IOC is run by Suresh Kalmadi - a goon from Pune, Amar Singh won some elections last month into CAB and everyone knows he is a thug from UP and the IHF is run by KPS Gill, an ex-supercop but a man known more for his high political ambitions..Why is it that we do not have the right people in the right posts.. Why is it that politics is intertwined in almost every walk of life ? Was reading somewhere yesterday that Uday Hussain was so passionate about sports that when his countries sportsmen fared poorly he used to shoot them and their trainers dead..Wish the reverse was applicable in India..Just imagine if Rajvardhan Rathore was allowed to do that...
I think that's enough for this time...
GWH - 2
SEAN: Do you have a soul-mate?
WILL : Define that.
SEAN: Someone who challenges you in every way. Who takes you places, opens things up for you. A soul-mate.
WILL : Yeah.
Sean waits.
WILL (cont'd) : Shakespeare, Neitzche, Frost, O'Connor, Chaucer, Pope, Kant--
SEAN: They're all dead.
WILL: Not to me, they're not.
SEAN: But you can't give back to them, Will.
WILL: Not without a heater and some serious smelling salts, no...
SEAN: That's what I'm saying, Will. You'll never have that kind of relationship in a world where you're afraid to take the first step because all you're seeing are the negative things that might happen ten miles down the road.
WILL : Define that.
SEAN: Someone who challenges you in every way. Who takes you places, opens things up for you. A soul-mate.
WILL : Yeah.
Sean waits.
WILL (cont'd) : Shakespeare, Neitzche, Frost, O'Connor, Chaucer, Pope, Kant--
SEAN: They're all dead.
WILL: Not to me, they're not.
SEAN: But you can't give back to them, Will.
WILL: Not without a heater and some serious smelling salts, no...
SEAN: That's what I'm saying, Will. You'll never have that kind of relationship in a world where you're afraid to take the first step because all you're seeing are the negative things that might happen ten miles down the road.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Kirukkalgal....
"Never judge a book by its cover"
First impressions do count for a lot with me..But thanks to SP, I’ve learnt to be non-judgmental so there have been more than a few occasions when my perceptions of a person have drastically changed after knowing them over a period of time.. But seldom has it happened that someone I knew very well did something that was totally unexpected...something that made me feel so insignificant and worthless. Yesterday was one of those rare, rare occasions...
AN, I know blood is thicker than water and I can understand what you must have gone through..And believe it or not, whatever happened in the past is not something even I am proud of.. And considering things have been anything but amicable these last 18 months, it was very brave of you to do what you did yesterday. While most of us (me included) would have been more than content sorting it out over phone or mail, I really appreciate the trouble you took to apologise in person... Mebbe there is something I can learn from this..Sorry I could not join for dinner but I hope the food at Casa Picola was good :-)
Moving on.....Was sieving through some really old mails yesterday night and chanced to see one from Pranav, my roomie and best buddy from SP days..Pranav, as my batchmates from SP will testify, was the quintessential charmer - a guy no gal could resist.. And this was partly due to his varied interests like walking (there are no bylanes in Andheri where he hasn't left his footprints alongwith the "season's flavor"), guitar and horoscopy.. I can't think of a single woman who hasn't shown him her palm, had her future read and then accepted to go out for a dinner/movie date with him :-)) Chalo bahut tareef kar diya..The mail which I saw yesterday was one in which he seems to have actually devoted some time in reading and analyzing my kundali :-) And you know what, he has predicted that I will get married by Feb 2005 :D Since the customer is late today, I was joking about this to Tom and surprise of all surprises, this is her take on this...
"Kaise aashiq ho aap? Aakhir intezaar bhi koi cheez hoti hai........Aashiq to woh hote hain jo kahe... "Tu aa mat, par aane ka wada to kar..............hum tere intezaar mein hi jilenge"
Arre waah waah.... Waaki Chhupa Rustom nikle aap...Lets compile a book of ur shaayris, Tom, and have a reading session at Crosswords...ROFLLLL :D
Ok, onto some serious stuff now...Raksha Bandhan is around the corner and I've yet again run short of ideas for gifting.. Have two adorable cousins, Vardini and Janani who are absolute dahlings.. so junta, suggestions plssssssssss..
And yes.. Sibeee, Senjey, Sendosh, Enend, Dheevya and all my Mellu frends... Onam Aashamsagal……………Thanks Bhabhi for the coaching classes :-)
First impressions do count for a lot with me..But thanks to SP, I’ve learnt to be non-judgmental so there have been more than a few occasions when my perceptions of a person have drastically changed after knowing them over a period of time.. But seldom has it happened that someone I knew very well did something that was totally unexpected...something that made me feel so insignificant and worthless. Yesterday was one of those rare, rare occasions...
AN, I know blood is thicker than water and I can understand what you must have gone through..And believe it or not, whatever happened in the past is not something even I am proud of.. And considering things have been anything but amicable these last 18 months, it was very brave of you to do what you did yesterday. While most of us (me included) would have been more than content sorting it out over phone or mail, I really appreciate the trouble you took to apologise in person... Mebbe there is something I can learn from this..Sorry I could not join for dinner but I hope the food at Casa Picola was good :-)
Moving on.....Was sieving through some really old mails yesterday night and chanced to see one from Pranav, my roomie and best buddy from SP days..Pranav, as my batchmates from SP will testify, was the quintessential charmer - a guy no gal could resist.. And this was partly due to his varied interests like walking (there are no bylanes in Andheri where he hasn't left his footprints alongwith the "season's flavor"), guitar and horoscopy.. I can't think of a single woman who hasn't shown him her palm, had her future read and then accepted to go out for a dinner/movie date with him :-)) Chalo bahut tareef kar diya..The mail which I saw yesterday was one in which he seems to have actually devoted some time in reading and analyzing my kundali :-) And you know what, he has predicted that I will get married by Feb 2005 :D Since the customer is late today, I was joking about this to Tom and surprise of all surprises, this is her take on this...
"Kaise aashiq ho aap? Aakhir intezaar bhi koi cheez hoti hai........Aashiq to woh hote hain jo kahe... "Tu aa mat, par aane ka wada to kar..............hum tere intezaar mein hi jilenge"
Arre waah waah.... Waaki Chhupa Rustom nikle aap...Lets compile a book of ur shaayris, Tom, and have a reading session at Crosswords...ROFLLLL :D
Ok, onto some serious stuff now...Raksha Bandhan is around the corner and I've yet again run short of ideas for gifting.. Have two adorable cousins, Vardini and Janani who are absolute dahlings.. so junta, suggestions plssssssssss..
And yes.. Sibeee, Senjey, Sendosh, Enend, Dheevya and all my Mellu frends... Onam Aashamsagal……………Thanks Bhabhi for the coaching classes :-)
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Random Ruminations
World Tennis magazine once described the "perfect tennis player " as having the arms of Martina Navaratilova, the hands of Stefan Edberg, the shoulders of Gabriela Sabatini, the torso of Ivan Lendl, the mind of Michael Chang... and the legs of Steffi Graf. I happened to catch some repeat footage of Federer's Wimbledon triumph this year and its time they redefined this "perfect tennis player" In fact the best quote I’ve heard about Roger came from Vijay Amritraj during this year's championship "Federer is extremely fluent in 5 different languages besides tennis"
Moving on....After Harsha Bhogle, its now Gayatri Iyer..
Dunno much about the songs she has sung so far but she sure is a looker...And her tresses...*sigh* ...If only i had scraped through L and not landed up @ SP :-P
Ouimaaa... Just back from lunch and chanced to meet TV now..Its been quite sometime since we caught up and has he put on weight (now looks whos saying that) 3 minutes into our conversation, we got down to talking about the greatest binding factor between us: Cow-Bull :-p CB, as i delight in explaining is a true test of one's vocabulary and analytical abilities. The way it is played is as follows:
Player A thinks of a five letter word say FLIRT. Player B has to guess this word within 20 chances. He starts off with guessing BRAVE. Player A compares BRAVE with FLIRT. In case there are any common alphabets in the same position he counts then as 1 bull and if the same alphabet is present in a different position then its counted as 1 cow. After comparing all five alphabets, as in this case, he comments that its 1B 1C (I in same position and R in different positions). Then Player B guesses CLEAN. Player A responds by saying 1B....And this goes on till the 20 chances are up or the word is cracked
(FLIRT)
DRIVE - 1B 1C
CLEAN - 1B
HOUND - Nil
SLATE - 1B 1C
FIEND - 1B 1C
(Note: this is where analytical skills comes into play - a casual look at guesses 1, 2, 4 and 5 could easily mislead one to believe that E is definitely there..)
.
.
.
.
FLIRT - 5B (game over)
Rules:
The word to be cracked should have no repeating alphabets since the clue then given will not be unique as to which repeated occurrence it is referring to. Another rule that is religiously followed is only common names - no proper names.
Now why all this hullabaloo about Cow-Bull.. Coz i don't think there is anyone on planet Earth who plays (or atleast used to) this game better than me... TV, who introduced me to this game, was good but i was always a notch better. Together there has not been a single word we haven't cracked..OUIJA included :-)) Raising a toast to you, TV, for discovering the champion in me :-))
Susie Derkins, I simply loved that JPEG u created..so am taking the liberty of uploading it here.. Danka :-)
Tis a pity it doesn't show up well :-( To get a clearer viewclick on the image
Current mood: Lazy
Current music: Suna Na from Jhankaar Beats
Moving on....After Harsha Bhogle, its now Gayatri Iyer..
What would you call a person who completes her MBA studies from a top institute like IIM, Lucknow and instead of going for a stable job gives up everything in favour of music? Definitely a music freak! Yes, that's what you can describe the 20-something years old Gayatri Iyer. Despite no family background in music, Gayatri has risen today to be one of the most promising voices of the film industry, having sung for composers like Anu Malik, Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy, Anand Raaj Anand & Himesh Reshammiya....read more....
Dunno much about the songs she has sung so far but she sure is a looker...And her tresses...*sigh* ...If only i had scraped through L and not landed up @ SP :-P
Ouimaaa... Just back from lunch and chanced to meet TV now..Its been quite sometime since we caught up and has he put on weight (now looks whos saying that) 3 minutes into our conversation, we got down to talking about the greatest binding factor between us: Cow-Bull :-p CB, as i delight in explaining is a true test of one's vocabulary and analytical abilities. The way it is played is as follows:
Player A thinks of a five letter word say FLIRT. Player B has to guess this word within 20 chances. He starts off with guessing BRAVE. Player A compares BRAVE with FLIRT. In case there are any common alphabets in the same position he counts then as 1 bull and if the same alphabet is present in a different position then its counted as 1 cow. After comparing all five alphabets, as in this case, he comments that its 1B 1C (I in same position and R in different positions). Then Player B guesses CLEAN. Player A responds by saying 1B....And this goes on till the 20 chances are up or the word is cracked
(FLIRT)
DRIVE - 1B 1C
CLEAN - 1B
HOUND - Nil
SLATE - 1B 1C
FIEND - 1B 1C
(Note: this is where analytical skills comes into play - a casual look at guesses 1, 2, 4 and 5 could easily mislead one to believe that E is definitely there..)
.
.
.
.
FLIRT - 5B (game over)
Rules:
The word to be cracked should have no repeating alphabets since the clue then given will not be unique as to which repeated occurrence it is referring to. Another rule that is religiously followed is only common names - no proper names.
Now why all this hullabaloo about Cow-Bull.. Coz i don't think there is anyone on planet Earth who plays (or atleast used to) this game better than me... TV, who introduced me to this game, was good but i was always a notch better. Together there has not been a single word we haven't cracked..OUIJA included :-)) Raising a toast to you, TV, for discovering the champion in me :-))
Susie Derkins, I simply loved that JPEG u created..so am taking the liberty of uploading it here.. Danka :-)
Tis a pity it doesn't show up well :-( To get a clearer viewclick on the image
Current mood: Lazy
Current music: Suna Na from Jhankaar Beats
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Yet another sob story
Avan nokinaan avalum nokinaal...Kangalum kangalum kathisandai pottukondana. A few darting glances – a shy smile – but then she turned away. He looked down at the magazine in his hand and tried to concentrate on the statistics staring at him – for the fourth time…in vain…What stared back at him were not numbers but images of her. (Business World never ever made sense to him anyway) He could even hear his heart thumping and smell the sweet perfume wafting from her seat …His heart ached…. Was this the “real thing”.. Peeking from the corner of his eyes, he chanced to see her open a book. “The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time”.. He felt a strange warmth….this woman was intelligent and classy... Last week she had been listening to Tchaikovsky... He felt giddy….And then he caught her stealing a quick look at him.. His joy knew no bounds. This had to be it. And then it happened….Her eyebrows twitched up and she let a collective gasp of relief.. She silently chided herself for something and then turned and gave him a look... A look that he was only all too familiar.. A look that clearly said
“Yes, now I know who he looks like….my boyfriend’s best friend XXX…”
Yet another love story nipped in the bud... Yet another dream quashed at the start :-)
Dedicated to Susie - my loyal reader cum virulent critic :-) Idhu eppdirukku ?
Points to ponder
Its the year of Presidential elections in the US and nothing is more fascinating than following press reports in nations more interested in the outcome that the average Joe on the streets of Manhattan. While India has still not made its preference clear (the typical Nehruvian indecisiveness) most of Europe save USA-B (Blair speaking in the House of Commons is increasingly sounding like Bush's stooge) seem to have no qualms in openly rooting for Kerry. More interestingly our friendly neighbours China and Pakistan have chosen to remain totally neutral and seem to be playing their cards really close to their chest. Talking of Pakistan, barring the Khaleej times which seems to have a lot of Indian writers, nothing from across the border leads me to believe that journalists are given a free hand at work. Most of the writing is insipid and reeks of a strong offical stance - makes me wish i had rather picked up GOST (yaaawn yaaawn)
The Olympics: Politics, the fake bike accident, dope scandals and India's lousy performance nothwithstanding, i think Athens has been a good show so far. Major Rathore and India's first silver in ages, Micheal Phelps' rich gold haul in swimming, India's hockey match against Australia, Japan's tremendous surge as a sports superpower and Gebrsellasie beaten in the 10000m have been the higlights so far..If only Anju George wins a medal, it would go a long way in salvaging something for us...
Am feelin' very hungry now...which reminds me..Was lunchin' yesterday at T8 FF and was unfortunate enough to get a seat overlooking the lake and lawns below.. 'Unfortunate' because from my vantage point all i could observe were couples and more couples.. Some lovey dovey sharing food from the same plate, same holding hands and walking ON the grass and some staring at each others eyes and dreamin' :-) Aaj kal this workplace is becoming more and more of a park/resort..Does nebody even work here other than me? As i was in deep contemplation, sensing the reason behind my prolonged silence of 7 secs (do i speak so much?) Kau asked me if i was jealous. (The bugger's getting more n more nosy..or am i becoming more n more predictable) Needless to say, i laughed away his question but hey, am i really J... Hmmmm.. Maybe :D
Current mood: Pensive
Current music: Beethoven's 9th Symphony
"For seven and a half years I've worked alongside President Reagan. We've had triumphs. Made some mistakes. We've had some sex ... uh ... setbacks."
--Vice President George Bush
"We have a firm commitment to NATO, we are a part of NATO. We have a firm commitment to Europe. We are a part of Europe."
- Governor George W. Bush, Jr.
Like father, like son :-)
The Olympics: Politics, the fake bike accident, dope scandals and India's lousy performance nothwithstanding, i think Athens has been a good show so far. Major Rathore and India's first silver in ages, Micheal Phelps' rich gold haul in swimming, India's hockey match against Australia, Japan's tremendous surge as a sports superpower and Gebrsellasie beaten in the 10000m have been the higlights so far..If only Anju George wins a medal, it would go a long way in salvaging something for us...
Am feelin' very hungry now...which reminds me..Was lunchin' yesterday at T8 FF and was unfortunate enough to get a seat overlooking the lake and lawns below.. 'Unfortunate' because from my vantage point all i could observe were couples and more couples.. Some lovey dovey sharing food from the same plate, same holding hands and walking ON the grass and some staring at each others eyes and dreamin' :-) Aaj kal this workplace is becoming more and more of a park/resort..Does nebody even work here other than me? As i was in deep contemplation, sensing the reason behind my prolonged silence of 7 secs (do i speak so much?) Kau asked me if i was jealous. (The bugger's getting more n more nosy..or am i becoming more n more predictable) Needless to say, i laughed away his question but hey, am i really J... Hmmmm.. Maybe :D
Current mood: Pensive
Current music: Beethoven's 9th Symphony
"For seven and a half years I've worked alongside President Reagan. We've had triumphs. Made some mistakes. We've had some sex ... uh ... setbacks."
--Vice President George Bush
"We have a firm commitment to NATO, we are a part of NATO. We have a firm commitment to Europe. We are a part of Europe."
- Governor George W. Bush, Jr.
Like father, like son :-)
Monday, August 23, 2004
Yet another silver for India...
...at the (Wipr)Olympics :-) Curious? Read on.. Warning: Modesty was never ever my strength so if u've had enough of me bragging about my tall achievements in previous posts, this is exactly where you stop reading.
Since you have chosen to continue, you are either seriously interested in my exploits (extremely unlikely) or you are just plain nosy..Either way i like you :-) Remember i mentioned sometime back that i used to be a quizzer. One fact i forgot to mention then was that though i won my first quiz in Std 6, i didn't win any after that :-D So in effect, that was probably my only ever single-handed quiz victory. (Team wins don't count much esp: when you are just another cog in the wheel) Why this confession now one may ask? I am just trying to build credibility before i make the astounding statement that is to follow now.
Today, I've just become the second best quizzer amongst 31700 people :-))) The Masaki Nagaos, Richard Garnicks, Werner Goertzs and Walter Oertmullers have all been crushed... Lemme explain.. Suno na.. plsssss.. Havta tell someone...We had this 'Xpose the Pix' online contest last wednesday (whoever coined this term needs a crash course in copyrighting) where photographs of three famous Olympians, their sport and national flag were supposed to be revealed in 4 steps. And hey, i got all 3 right with the first set of clues itself. (pat on my own back) All those afternoons of playing A QUESTION OF SPORT finally paid off. Quite honestly, I thought my knowledge of the Olympics was pathetic but people around me seem to be worse. Anyway a win is a win and i am on top of the world - well almost except that there is this one bugger above me... How i would dearly love to murder him :-)) Neway waiting now for the Internal mail announcing the winners which should catapult me to celebrity status :-)) My phone is gonna keep ringing and the mails are gonna flow in like crazy.. sha la la la...
ps: I wrestled with the notion of disabling comments for this post since i am sure there are certain elements who will say mean things ;-) But then i also love fan mail so u know-wot-to-do now.. Be nice to me and fill the comments section with feel-good compliments (Jupe, u r sooooo shameless)
Since you have chosen to continue, you are either seriously interested in my exploits (extremely unlikely) or you are just plain nosy..Either way i like you :-) Remember i mentioned sometime back that i used to be a quizzer. One fact i forgot to mention then was that though i won my first quiz in Std 6, i didn't win any after that :-D So in effect, that was probably my only ever single-handed quiz victory. (Team wins don't count much esp: when you are just another cog in the wheel) Why this confession now one may ask? I am just trying to build credibility before i make the astounding statement that is to follow now.
Today, I've just become the second best quizzer amongst 31700 people :-))) The Masaki Nagaos, Richard Garnicks, Werner Goertzs and Walter Oertmullers have all been crushed... Lemme explain.. Suno na.. plsssss.. Havta tell someone...We had this 'Xpose the Pix' online contest last wednesday (whoever coined this term needs a crash course in copyrighting) where photographs of three famous Olympians, their sport and national flag were supposed to be revealed in 4 steps. And hey, i got all 3 right with the first set of clues itself. (pat on my own back) All those afternoons of playing A QUESTION OF SPORT finally paid off. Quite honestly, I thought my knowledge of the Olympics was pathetic but people around me seem to be worse. Anyway a win is a win and i am on top of the world - well almost except that there is this one bugger above me... How i would dearly love to murder him :-)) Neway waiting now for the Internal mail announcing the winners which should catapult me to celebrity status :-)) My phone is gonna keep ringing and the mails are gonna flow in like crazy.. sha la la la...
ps: I wrestled with the notion of disabling comments for this post since i am sure there are certain elements who will say mean things ;-) But then i also love fan mail so u know-wot-to-do now.. Be nice to me and fill the comments section with feel-good compliments (Jupe, u r sooooo shameless)
The perfect Sunday
What a nice way to start off a holiday - woke up only at 9 am and watched all the movie countdowns - Raj, Sun, Vijay..everyone of them :-p Uske baad left for my cousin's place where I had one of the best lunches for a looong loong time - Tom, here's that long pending mention in my blog - ur vengaya sambhar was supero super :-)) Then drove down with them post-lunch to check out their newly purchased flat ..Since theirs was still under construction, chanced to see the model flat...Exquisite decor, lovely furnishings, excellent woodwork, matching curtains and cushions in the spacious bedrooms..Baap re, the house looked more like the executive suite of a plush Five Star hotel..Hmmmm...
...how can a Sunday be complete without the mandatory evening movie..Caught up with Rads who had just moved into B'lore for her third rotation in Wipro-GE.. Now Rads is one of the few women I really respect(ed) in my batch..Doesn't speak much but when she does, makes a lot of sense..Can't say that about most of my batchmates, can I :D Neways after booking tickets to see Shrek2, we had an hour to while away so chatted up over coffee where she filled me in on her career and impending marriage finally ending up gossiping abt other "interesting ppl" in GE :-)
The movie itself was an absolute riot and I don't remember enjoying anything as much as I did here :-) Rib-tickling one liners, heart warming senti, superb animation, intelligent screenplay... There was even the typical Bollywoodish triangle: the ethereal Princess Fiona, the handsome but obviously stupid Prince Charming and the fugly but true Shrek :-) name it and the movie had it all..My only grouse was that the garrulous "Donkey" didn't get to hog all the limelight, "Puss-in-boots" with voice-over by a delightful Antonio Banderas got that honor. And hey, watch out for the simply rollicking soundtrack - especially Livin la Vida Loca and Ever fallen in love... I guess its a fair statement to say that Shrek2 is as lively and entertaining as Shrek1 and doesn't that say a lot..
If all this wasn't enough for the day, then Boro vs Arsenal on ESPN just rounded off what was a memorable Sunday. Winning is everything - granted... but there are ways of winning.. There is the Chelsea way of scraping off 1-0 results and then there is the Arsenal way of turning on the style.. Though I would dearly love my Men in Blue to win the League this year, I have no doubt anyone would grudge the Gunners another year at the top if they play as well as they did yesterday at Highbury.. Trailing Boro 1-0 at halftime and 3-1 later in the second half, Arsenal came out all guns firing and Pires, Henry, Bergkamp and co: wove their web of magic to seal the match at 5-3. Its 42 matches now without a loss and everyone says they havta lose somewhere down the line.. I don't see it happening in the near future... Not if they play like they did yesterday... Wowwwwwwwwwwwww !
...how can a Sunday be complete without the mandatory evening movie..Caught up with Rads who had just moved into B'lore for her third rotation in Wipro-GE.. Now Rads is one of the few women I really respect(ed) in my batch..Doesn't speak much but when she does, makes a lot of sense..Can't say that about most of my batchmates, can I :D Neways after booking tickets to see Shrek2, we had an hour to while away so chatted up over coffee where she filled me in on her career and impending marriage finally ending up gossiping abt other "interesting ppl" in GE :-)
The movie itself was an absolute riot and I don't remember enjoying anything as much as I did here :-) Rib-tickling one liners, heart warming senti, superb animation, intelligent screenplay... There was even the typical Bollywoodish triangle: the ethereal Princess Fiona, the handsome but obviously stupid Prince Charming and the fugly but true Shrek :-) name it and the movie had it all..My only grouse was that the garrulous "Donkey" didn't get to hog all the limelight, "Puss-in-boots" with voice-over by a delightful Antonio Banderas got that honor. And hey, watch out for the simply rollicking soundtrack - especially Livin la Vida Loca and Ever fallen in love... I guess its a fair statement to say that Shrek2 is as lively and entertaining as Shrek1 and doesn't that say a lot..
If all this wasn't enough for the day, then Boro vs Arsenal on ESPN just rounded off what was a memorable Sunday. Winning is everything - granted... but there are ways of winning.. There is the Chelsea way of scraping off 1-0 results and then there is the Arsenal way of turning on the style.. Though I would dearly love my Men in Blue to win the League this year, I have no doubt anyone would grudge the Gunners another year at the top if they play as well as they did yesterday at Highbury.. Trailing Boro 1-0 at halftime and 3-1 later in the second half, Arsenal came out all guns firing and Pires, Henry, Bergkamp and co: wove their web of magic to seal the match at 5-3. Its 42 matches now without a loss and everyone says they havta lose somewhere down the line.. I don't see it happening in the near future... Not if they play like they did yesterday... Wowwwwwwwwwwwww !
Saturday, August 21, 2004
Up and Down and Up...
What a day its been so far...Never knew i could go through such a varied range of emotions all within 24 hours.. Hold it.. make that 16 hrs coz theres still some part of the day left..
Woke up at 6 am...An upset stomach...Paes and Lee lost 16-14 in the final set.. I was totally gutted.. the day coudn't have started worse, right?? Since i was expecting some visitors i could not even go out..Rent a movie?? The Manchurian Candidate was not available - the strike is still on so Fida and Shrek2 were ruled out...Signs and divine intervention be damned - Need to move on.. So caught up with Hum Tum...finally...
But Hulllo... Wot was all that hulla about...The movie is no great shakes.. Okie, I have never visited Amsterdam, Paris or New York and really appreciate being taken on a tour of these places for a cool Rs 15..But hey, shooting a movie abroad just because the producer had a 20 crore budget is plain juvenile.. Cmon boss, kahaani mein locations ka bhi significance aur contribution hota hai..
Some other random observations.. Abey yaar, why on earth did Rani have to mess up with her hair style in the first half - short hair is an absolute no-no with me :-(((( Why do women get so worked up when men open their purses/bags? (Ms Murthy, any answers??) Did the movie really need those supposedly funny animated characters? What in the name of Jesus H Christ was AB(Jr) doing in that guest appearance? And those lousy jokes stolen straight from the Internet...I could go on and on...But ya, its only fair that i also mention what i liked about the movie..Saif was cool, the blizzards of Paris were awesome, Kiron Kher and Rishi Kapoor were cho chweet, Jatin-Lalit's music fit the mood - even "Chuck De Chuck De" sounded tolerable ...Where was i... Ya, besides these i thought DING DONG was cute and that imaginary arranged marriage conversation was very mushy ;-) Okie, lets get this outta the way.. The movie is a mized bag.. 3 stars out of 5 but still... When Harry Met Sally rocks.. and will always rock.. Meg Ryan..ahem
*sigh*
Why am i here in office (K2 thankfully) on a Saturday afternoon..Got stood up for an evening "date" so checking mails and trying to get someone to chat with me.. Sins of the past seem to be catching up!! Hello, India lost to the Kiwis in hockey ?? Why do my prophecies always come true? And whats this - Sachin will miss the whole of the Videocon Cup - Yesssss...this means DK will play..Go Tambi Go !!
Yippeee.. Just got a mail from a dear old friend and its good news..na..great news..It seems to be the season of children everywhere. After Tom told me about how Ashish and Twinkle had adopted a kid, another friend of mine Vaibhav has finally gone ahead and found the one for him..Its been 3 years since i saw him months before his wedding and we've been in touch only over mails exchanging notes on orphanages - I haven't even dropped in to have bhabhi's khaana so no chance of becoming the kid's godfather :-( Hey, did i forget to mention that the kid's name is Avantika and she's just 2.5 yrs - Ram uncle can't wait to see her :-))) Anyway gotta ask him how he went about doing it..Maybe i should give it one last shot.... Hmmmm...
Just read some reports in the press that Fida has had a decent opening.. God God pls let it stay so..Let Ken Ghosh do well..G, i hope u r praying for us.
Its started drizzling again.. and i feel like going out and having garma garam vada paav and cutting chai and then a small dance in the rain like Revathy does in MR :-) Or maybe i should just go home and listen to AAO NA.. Sadhna Sargam simly rocks in the sargam *sigh* should have learnt music :-( Neway...
Ge Ge Re, Ge Ge Re, Ge Re Ge Me Ge Re
Re Re Sa, Re Re Sa, Ni Sa Ni
Ghunji Si Hai Sari Fiza Jaise Bajti Ho Shehnaiyaan
Leherati Hai Mehki Hawa Gungunati Hain Tanhaiyaan
Sab Gaate Hain Sab Hi Madhosh Hain
Hum Tum Kyun Khamosh Hain
Saaz - E- Dil Chedo Na
Chup Ho Kyun Gaavon Na
Aao Na.. Ao Na... Aao Na... Aao Na...
Tan Man Mein Kyun Aise Behti Huyi
Thandi Si Ik Aag Hai
Saason Mein Hai Kaisi Yeh Ragini
Dhadkan Mein Kya Raag Hai
Yeh Hua Kya Humein Hum Ko Samjhaoo Na...(2)
Sab Gaate Hain ...Khamosh Hain
Dil Mein Jo Baatein Hai
Hoton Pe Laoo Na
Aao Na... Aao Na...
Ab Koi Duri Na Uljan Koi
Bas Ek Ikrar Hai
Ab Na Kahin Hum Na Tum Hd Kahin
Bas Pyaar Hi Pyaar Hai
Sun Sako Dhadkane Itne Paas Aao Na...(2)
Sab Gaatein ...Khamosh Hain
Ab Mere Sapno Pe Tum Hi Tum Chahoo Na
Aao Na... Aao Na... Aao Na....
Ghunji Si Hai ...Gungunati Hain Tanhaiyaan ......Aao Na Aao Na....
Woke up at 6 am...An upset stomach...Paes and Lee lost 16-14 in the final set.. I was totally gutted.. the day coudn't have started worse, right?? Since i was expecting some visitors i could not even go out..Rent a movie?? The Manchurian Candidate was not available - the strike is still on so Fida and Shrek2 were ruled out...Signs and divine intervention be damned - Need to move on.. So caught up with Hum Tum...finally...
But Hulllo... Wot was all that hulla about...The movie is no great shakes.. Okie, I have never visited Amsterdam, Paris or New York and really appreciate being taken on a tour of these places for a cool Rs 15..But hey, shooting a movie abroad just because the producer had a 20 crore budget is plain juvenile.. Cmon boss, kahaani mein locations ka bhi significance aur contribution hota hai..
Some other random observations.. Abey yaar, why on earth did Rani have to mess up with her hair style in the first half - short hair is an absolute no-no with me :-(((( Why do women get so worked up when men open their purses/bags? (Ms Murthy, any answers??) Did the movie really need those supposedly funny animated characters? What in the name of Jesus H Christ was AB(Jr) doing in that guest appearance? And those lousy jokes stolen straight from the Internet...I could go on and on...But ya, its only fair that i also mention what i liked about the movie..Saif was cool, the blizzards of Paris were awesome, Kiron Kher and Rishi Kapoor were cho chweet, Jatin-Lalit's music fit the mood - even "Chuck De Chuck De" sounded tolerable ...Where was i... Ya, besides these i thought DING DONG was cute and that imaginary arranged marriage conversation was very mushy ;-) Okie, lets get this outta the way.. The movie is a mized bag.. 3 stars out of 5 but still... When Harry Met Sally rocks.. and will always rock.. Meg Ryan..ahem
*sigh*
Why am i here in office (K2 thankfully) on a Saturday afternoon..Got stood up for an evening "date" so checking mails and trying to get someone to chat with me.. Sins of the past seem to be catching up!! Hello, India lost to the Kiwis in hockey ?? Why do my prophecies always come true? And whats this - Sachin will miss the whole of the Videocon Cup - Yesssss...this means DK will play..Go Tambi Go !!
Yippeee.. Just got a mail from a dear old friend and its good news..na..great news..It seems to be the season of children everywhere. After Tom told me about how Ashish and Twinkle had adopted a kid, another friend of mine Vaibhav has finally gone ahead and found the one for him..Its been 3 years since i saw him months before his wedding and we've been in touch only over mails exchanging notes on orphanages - I haven't even dropped in to have bhabhi's khaana so no chance of becoming the kid's godfather :-( Hey, did i forget to mention that the kid's name is Avantika and she's just 2.5 yrs - Ram uncle can't wait to see her :-))) Anyway gotta ask him how he went about doing it..Maybe i should give it one last shot.... Hmmmm...
Just read some reports in the press that Fida has had a decent opening.. God God pls let it stay so..Let Ken Ghosh do well..G, i hope u r praying for us.
Its started drizzling again.. and i feel like going out and having garma garam vada paav and cutting chai and then a small dance in the rain like Revathy does in MR :-) Or maybe i should just go home and listen to AAO NA.. Sadhna Sargam simly rocks in the sargam *sigh* should have learnt music :-( Neway...
Ge Ge Re, Ge Ge Re, Ge Re Ge Me Ge Re
Re Re Sa, Re Re Sa, Ni Sa Ni
Ghunji Si Hai Sari Fiza Jaise Bajti Ho Shehnaiyaan
Leherati Hai Mehki Hawa Gungunati Hain Tanhaiyaan
Sab Gaate Hain Sab Hi Madhosh Hain
Hum Tum Kyun Khamosh Hain
Saaz - E- Dil Chedo Na
Chup Ho Kyun Gaavon Na
Aao Na.. Ao Na... Aao Na... Aao Na...
Tan Man Mein Kyun Aise Behti Huyi
Thandi Si Ik Aag Hai
Saason Mein Hai Kaisi Yeh Ragini
Dhadkan Mein Kya Raag Hai
Yeh Hua Kya Humein Hum Ko Samjhaoo Na...(2)
Sab Gaate Hain ...Khamosh Hain
Dil Mein Jo Baatein Hai
Hoton Pe Laoo Na
Aao Na... Aao Na...
Ab Koi Duri Na Uljan Koi
Bas Ek Ikrar Hai
Ab Na Kahin Hum Na Tum Hd Kahin
Bas Pyaar Hi Pyaar Hai
Sun Sako Dhadkane Itne Paas Aao Na...(2)
Sab Gaatein ...Khamosh Hain
Ab Mere Sapno Pe Tum Hi Tum Chahoo Na
Aao Na... Aao Na... Aao Na....
Ghunji Si Hai ...Gungunati Hain Tanhaiyaan ......Aao Na Aao Na....
Friday, August 20, 2004
SE7EN.1
The lone bulb at the far end of the corridor flickered dimly..There was an eerie silence in the whole wing - save the constant humming of the washing machine.
Thank God, its finally back - my pile of dirty clothes has almost assumed Himalayan heights but all that can wait till tomorrow. There are better things lined up for the evening...
Sauntering back into the room, I checked my watch for the seventeenth time (or was it eighteenth) and could not believe it was already half past eight. What was holding her...Women were so stupid..Pranav will be back any moment now and he'll take over the computer - things have to be finalized before that.
With one eye firmly fixated on the icon at the bottom right corner of the monitor, I tried in vain to scan through the newspapers to see if any new restaurant or eatery had sprung up in the neighborhood where we could eat out tonight.
Knock Knock
“Who’s that?”
“Abbey saaley, door kholna.. kya kar raha hai ?”
The last thing I wanted now was a mad Bengali and his post-mortem on what had gone wrong a few hours ago.
“Dada, I know we should have gone all out in those last few minutes but I hope u remember that it was raining hard and I was slipping so often.”
“Open the damn door, man.”
“No way Dada.. See, I know we should have won but I did my best.”
“I wasn't gonna talk about it now - I wanted to ask when we are leaving for dinner. “
“Sorry but I have a date for the evening. ”
“You dumping me? ”
“Not the way I see it.. I made these plans much earlier.. Now goooooooooo. ”
“Who’s the bitch ? ”
“Buzz off mate. ”
“*()&*(^&(*%^%&”
Creeping stealthily towards the door and affording myself a quick peek, I checked to see if Dada had left.
*sigh*
The football match earlier in the evening had been a total disaster till the last few minutes - by sheer bad luck we had drawn to play without Tee shirts and within few minutes of the start, OPS had scored.. and then it started pouring. The soggy pitch and the very physical defensive tactics employed by the opposition had only added to my woes. I kept slipping at crucial moments and muffed an easy tap-in. To make matters worse, she had been watching this all along from the sidelines. Damn. Never one to break her Wednesday evening routine at the library, why was she here today. Half time had come and gone in a flash and we were soon staring at the barrel of defeat. It was Now or Never.
Minutes before the end we had earned a free kick just outside the D. As our best man Tanmay lined up to take it, I had positioned myself at the far post knowing his ability to hit the ball a long way. And just as I had expected, the ball floated long and deep towards me..Rising up in the air to deflect it towards goal, I suddenly saw the huge frame of a defender ahead of me. Left with no option, I produced the faintest of nudges at just the right moment, one that would have made Nesta or Cannavaro proud, and before anyone could say Gezhundheit, the defender came crashing down, the ball hit my forehead and landed at the back of the net. The opposition protested but the referee stayed put and the goal counted. A few minutes later the final whistle sounded a draw - while everyone trooped off dejectedly since the result meant IM winning the Cup, I was secretly thrilled that I had redeemed myself in front of her eyes.
Bang Bang Bang
”Oh gawd.. Who’s that ?”
”It’s me Pranav..Are you asleep ? I have been pounding at this door for the last two minutes. Is everything alright ? ”
Dragging myself off the computer, I ambled towards the door and opened to let my room mate in. Not so surprisingly, he had brought along a huge pile of books. Nerd.
”Hey, you not going out for dinner ? ”
”I am expecting an important message on IP - just lemme know will ya... ” i said avoiding a direct reply.
Settling down into my bed, I pondered over the way events had shaped up the last few days. The OB project grades had come out the day before (Yet another paper where Pranav had topped -its getting so boring) and though I had just managed to scrape a B-, she had come over and discussed in detail the feedback we had all received. And then all those smiles she had been throwing at my smart observations during our field trips - surely they meant something.. Besides there was also the coffee she had treated me at Barista..Well, my entire Marketing group - Saakshi, Shrikant and Pranav - had been there but still didn't she choose to sit besides me..And she definitely seemed interested in me...After all, she had good taste..We would make a good pair, Ms. Pretty-n-Intellectual and Mr. Funny-n-Smart :-) But no way was I gonna make the first move. Let her.. and i am pretty sure its gonna be today..She was there at the game after all.
”Finallyyyyyyyyyy”
Rudely stirred from my deep thoughts, I woke up to see an excited Pranav typing away furiously at the computer
”All fine ? ”
”Yayaya..Looks like the fish has taken the bait.. ”
”I don't get it.. ”
”Check out this conversation”
”U r pretty dumb, aren't you.. Those are exact lines from LOVE STORY.. ”
”Shucks..so cheesy... ”
”Dude, u r not really getting it, are u ? I think I just got myself a date with the most desirable one on campus.. Yesssssssssss.. Check this”
”What books do u think I read in the library ;-) ”
”Neway all the best for your date with whoever this Lets-talk-business is... ”
”Thanks dude...I am sure Preeti and I will have a rollicking time.. ”
”Wait...Who did you say you were going out with... ”
”Preeti.. Kyuun ? ”
”Preeti Mehra??”
”You know any other in campus??”
“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !!”
Thank God, its finally back - my pile of dirty clothes has almost assumed Himalayan heights but all that can wait till tomorrow. There are better things lined up for the evening...
Sauntering back into the room, I checked my watch for the seventeenth time (or was it eighteenth) and could not believe it was already half past eight. What was holding her...Women were so stupid..Pranav will be back any moment now and he'll take over the computer - things have to be finalized before that.
With one eye firmly fixated on the icon at the bottom right corner of the monitor, I tried in vain to scan through the newspapers to see if any new restaurant or eatery had sprung up in the neighborhood where we could eat out tonight.
Knock Knock
“Who’s that?”
“Abbey saaley, door kholna.. kya kar raha hai ?”
The last thing I wanted now was a mad Bengali and his post-mortem on what had gone wrong a few hours ago.
“Dada, I know we should have gone all out in those last few minutes but I hope u remember that it was raining hard and I was slipping so often.”
“Open the damn door, man.”
“No way Dada.. See, I know we should have won but I did my best.”
“I wasn't gonna talk about it now - I wanted to ask when we are leaving for dinner. “
“Sorry but I have a date for the evening. ”
“You dumping me? ”
“Not the way I see it.. I made these plans much earlier.. Now goooooooooo. ”
“Who’s the bitch ? ”
“Buzz off mate. ”
“*()&*(^&(*%^%&”
Creeping stealthily towards the door and affording myself a quick peek, I checked to see if Dada had left.
*sigh*
The football match earlier in the evening had been a total disaster till the last few minutes - by sheer bad luck we had drawn to play without Tee shirts and within few minutes of the start, OPS had scored.. and then it started pouring. The soggy pitch and the very physical defensive tactics employed by the opposition had only added to my woes. I kept slipping at crucial moments and muffed an easy tap-in. To make matters worse, she had been watching this all along from the sidelines. Damn. Never one to break her Wednesday evening routine at the library, why was she here today. Half time had come and gone in a flash and we were soon staring at the barrel of defeat. It was Now or Never.
Minutes before the end we had earned a free kick just outside the D. As our best man Tanmay lined up to take it, I had positioned myself at the far post knowing his ability to hit the ball a long way. And just as I had expected, the ball floated long and deep towards me..Rising up in the air to deflect it towards goal, I suddenly saw the huge frame of a defender ahead of me. Left with no option, I produced the faintest of nudges at just the right moment, one that would have made Nesta or Cannavaro proud, and before anyone could say Gezhundheit, the defender came crashing down, the ball hit my forehead and landed at the back of the net. The opposition protested but the referee stayed put and the goal counted. A few minutes later the final whistle sounded a draw - while everyone trooped off dejectedly since the result meant IM winning the Cup, I was secretly thrilled that I had redeemed myself in front of her eyes.
Bang Bang Bang
”Oh gawd.. Who’s that ?”
”It’s me Pranav..Are you asleep ? I have been pounding at this door for the last two minutes. Is everything alright ? ”
Dragging myself off the computer, I ambled towards the door and opened to let my room mate in. Not so surprisingly, he had brought along a huge pile of books. Nerd.
”Hey, you not going out for dinner ? ”
”I am expecting an important message on IP - just lemme know will ya... ” i said avoiding a direct reply.
Settling down into my bed, I pondered over the way events had shaped up the last few days. The OB project grades had come out the day before (Yet another paper where Pranav had topped -its getting so boring) and though I had just managed to scrape a B-, she had come over and discussed in detail the feedback we had all received. And then all those smiles she had been throwing at my smart observations during our field trips - surely they meant something.. Besides there was also the coffee she had treated me at Barista..Well, my entire Marketing group - Saakshi, Shrikant and Pranav - had been there but still didn't she choose to sit besides me..And she definitely seemed interested in me...After all, she had good taste..We would make a good pair, Ms. Pretty-n-Intellectual and Mr. Funny-n-Smart :-) But no way was I gonna make the first move. Let her.. and i am pretty sure its gonna be today..She was there at the game after all.
”Finallyyyyyyyyyy”
Rudely stirred from my deep thoughts, I woke up to see an excited Pranav typing away furiously at the computer
”All fine ? ”
”Yayaya..Looks like the fish has taken the bait.. ”
”I don't get it.. ”
”Check out this conversation”
PranavKhanna: What the hell makes you so smart?”I still don't get it... ”
Lets-talk-business: I wouldn’t go for coffee with you
PranavKhanna: Listen - I wouldn’t ask you
Lets-talk-business: That is what makes you stupid
”U r pretty dumb, aren't you.. Those are exact lines from LOVE STORY.. ”
”Shucks..so cheesy... ”
”Dude, u r not really getting it, are u ? I think I just got myself a date with the most desirable one on campus.. Yesssssssssss.. Check this”
PranavKhanna: :-) Thanks so when and where ?? :-)”Whatever man..I don’t like such mushy crap.. Where did u learn all this ? I thought all u ever did was read books.. ”
Lets-talk-business: 9:15, GH ke saamne and I prefer the Juhu wala Barista ;)
”What books do u think I read in the library ;-) ”
”Neway all the best for your date with whoever this Lets-talk-business is... ”
”Thanks dude...I am sure Preeti and I will have a rollicking time.. ”
”Wait...Who did you say you were going out with... ”
”Preeti.. Kyuun ? ”
”Preeti Mehra??”
”You know any other in campus??”
“Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !!”
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)