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| Saturday, November 17th, 2007 | | 10:20 am |
Whats that again ?
Here is why conversations in a loud, crowded bars are usually fun !!! Donna : He is doing his MBA there. What I hear: He is in the NBA. Me : What does he do? Does he play or coach ? What Donna hears: What's he doing and in which course? Donna : Oh.. He does some Physics experiments also. But usually its Business Statistics. Silence as both of us stare at each other strangely. Me, as I heard as her clearly this time, and she as I am looking at her strangely. Stacey, who is sitting between us, and heard both of us correctly when we first said it finally clears up the air. [:)] After a good, hearty laugh, we all come to an unanimous conclusion - the only physics NBA players know is that the ball bounces up and down! That is a good productive talk. :) Current Mood:  energeticCurrent Music: Green Day - Cast Away | | Saturday, November 10th, 2007 | | 1:32 pm |
Where to, Sir?
Cab drivers are an interesting lot. They come in all packages and levels of craziness (… and I thought my friends were the most talented bunch when it comes to that). On my first visit to Austin, I took a cab from the airport to a Hilton in the downtown area. The cab driver seemed to be a normal guy (now that I think of it… even Ted Bundy looked like the boy-next-door) till we hit the first traffic light. As we waited for the green, he took out a mini-guitar (I have no idea what you can call the instrument he had), attached a cord to the cigarette lighter and started playing it. ‘Nice!’ was the thought in my head till the signal changed and he stepped on the gas. The drive resumed, but the guitar playing did not stop. ‘Uh Oh!!!’ ‘My band is auditioning for a gig at a restaurant’, he explained, without looking at me, (if he had, he would have seen me scrambling wildly to get my seat-belt on). He never stopped playing till the remainder of the trip (I also noticed he hadn’t buckled up the entire trip). ‘Welcome to the live music capital of the world dude!’ he said grinning broadly as he helped me with my luggage at the hotel. ‘You should come see us play.’ I am actually interested if the others in his band are also cab drivers. I am curious how his drummer would drive one. Then, there are the over-eager ones. ‘I will give you my card, cell number and home phone number. Call me if you need to get anywhere. Anytime!’ to ‘You need to get up at 3:30 to be in time for the 6 a.m flight. I can give you a wake up call and come over half an hour later to pick you up’ (No kidding… this actually happened in Nashville). It didn’t help that I had seen this movie recently and now this guy knew where I was staying. *Gulp!*. I have had a few girls give me a fake phone number (did I just let out something there?), but I never thought I would be giving one too. My only regret is I couldn’t see the face of the person who got the wakeup call at 3:30 on a Monday morning. Don’t get me wrong… I am not an ‘anti-cab drivers’ person. I enjoy company on a drive. I have had interesting conversations with them too. Some of them are informative… like how Boca Raton is considered as ‘Plastic Surgery’ capital of the world and most of what you see walking around (you know what I am referring to) are actually, fake. Well… I almost got fooled!!! One complained that his friend (or was it him? I don’t remember) had to spend 3 months in the slammer while Paris Hilton got only 3 days for an identical offence. I would have suggested that he should try to go to Boca Raton to have surgery and try to look like Paris Hilton himself, but I wasn’t too keen on walking in case he threw me out of the cab. There have also been times when I have been speechless… like the Bulgarian cabbie who in response to my ‘How are you today?’ started off something like this… ‘Yew know. I ‘ave five seesters and three braathers. I am the yaangest…’ as I got a complete autobiography of the great man and his ‘waanderful faamily’ as well as a lecture as to why family values in the modern days are going to the dogs. I only listened… didn’t speak a word the whole trip (wasn’t that a good decision?). Yup…The cabbies you get are like a box of chocolates (plagiarized from Forrest Gump’s mama). You never know… Of course, there are the ones that just stow your luggage, turn on the radio, and drive you to the destination… but wouldn’t they be boring? Current Music: 3 Doors Down - Here Without You | | Wednesday, November 7th, 2007 | | 12:08 am |
'Terminal' madness!
It’s not every time that you get to travel with a friend you have known for a while… (and when I say travel, I mean air travel, not those biffie roadtrips). A friend (lets call her B) and me had a late flight back to Atlanta, and like all the times when both of us are together, it was total mayhem as usual. Now, when B and I are together, we try to push the limits (no wisecracks now…), and I don’t mean it in a productive sense. So, what do you do when you have a late flight?... any guesses?... yea… we turn up late for the flight (well.. I am getting ahead of myself here). Depending on whose version you listen to, the reason we ended up being late though we had time off all afternoon is ‘Because someone wanted to check out the score at the bar and wouldn’t leave till the game was over’ or ‘Because someone took forever to make up her mind and not buying anything in the end’. Well… all things said and done, we can also say that there was a traffic jam on the way to the airport (but that’s letting the other person off the hook easily… and hence no fun). Isn’t it weird that they actually have a law for situations like these? The security lines were longer than usual (or was I just imagining it) and I got picked out to be frisked by a big woman who told me to take my pullover off. My shirt got caught with the damn thing and I had to take it slow to avoid being shirtless in the middle of the airport (yea ladies… you missed it). As B said later, I just jumped at the chance to strip completely when a woman (however horrible she might be) told me to. In my defense, at least I was not part of the coup de grace. B and I have always bragged about being able to beat each other up if it ever comes to that… or for that matter, at any challenge. We got a perfect opportunity to check that out, and… I won!!!... at least technically. You see, we had to sprint to the terminal and were in the race of our lives (its always like that), when Ms.B decided to flirt with the law herself. She went for a tumble on those hallowed airport floors, stuff flying in all directions (I always knew she liked the smell of floor disinfectant, but never guessed she was so passionate about it). It was one of those moments that should have been captured with a still camera. Or for that matter, with a motion camera. After all, every moment has its share of hormonal rush, its share of hidden feelings and unsaid words. If anyone knows how I can get airport surveillance video, let me know… this one is for the ages… priceless (ok… I have to move on from her fall or risk having my fingers broken). Well… what followed was frantic recovery of all those small items a ‘lady’ carries… no offence girls… but do you really have use of at least 30 percent of the stuff in your purses?... and what’s the deal with carrying (or having) a Macys, JCPennys, Sears, Saks cards while traveling (oh… I have a feeling that’s only B)? I thought all you needed was a driver’s license and a credit card. I am pretty sure she goes around with a Walmarts and Costco card too. So, we didn’t make the flight (so unfair, since we were only 15 minutes late at the gate). We did get the next flight out after a layover of 2 hours and 11 minutes. And what did we do during the layover? We spent it productively… laughing about the day till then… and bickering like we must, and enjoying each other’s company (I had to say something nice too… right?). And the world was in perfect balance. Yea... something like this... Gosh!!! Youtube has everything! Current Mood:  amusedCurrent Music: Colin Hay - How long will it last. | | Wednesday, October 31st, 2007 | | 10:27 pm |
| | Wednesday, April 18th, 2007 | | 12:11 am |
Senseless !!!
Dorm mate, College mate, Class Mate, Co-worker... Is the world becoming a place where you cannot trust the person you see everyday? Hope the folks at VT find the strength and peace! | | Saturday, January 6th, 2007 | | 11:33 pm |
Welcoming back the garbling....
Is it writers' block? It has been a long long time since I blogged (laziness more than anything else.). Well... laziness... let's not go to self bashing in the first blog of the year. Sometime later on! The winds have blown another year away. I look with a mixture of awe and surprise and gasp at the tremendous change it has wrought. And, while I wasn’t looking, much I learnt, much I loved, much I pondered, much I lived. I have never been one to be caught short for lack of words to write about. Someone who can dig up my old answer sheets can vouch for that. I still claim I got away writing tall stories during exams where all that was needed was one word to answer the question. As I sat pondering what to write about, all those pent up words in my head seem to come forth gushing forward from different directions of my rusty gray cells (the cells themselves should be considered endangered right now). For some twisted sadistic reason, the words in my head seem to match the garbled gibberish that emanates from my lips... which is everything, but still nothing in particular.[:)]. So, what does one do in such a scenario? Smile…Isn’t it just lovely to smile? Especially when you have no clue why. All morning, I have been doing just that! Smiling…. at my sleek laptop, at noses and fingers, at water coolers and posters, at random people and things. 2006… well… A potpourri, it has been – ~ from no curfew hours, treks into the middle of nowhere, midnight walks, and independence to missing mom, dad and all my favourite(st) people, and missing Bangalore’s many delights. ~ from backpacking whenever I felt footloose, trying so many things I had watched in awe on TV before… skydiving, white water rafting, skiing. Going on long drives alone and with others (graduating from the two wheeler to the four wheeler). ~ visiting so many different places, rare visual treats, spending all the time in the airports, hopping cities and finding myself in the extreme cold, the scorching heat within a couple of hours. ~ spending time with so many new, beautiful people, and learning so much about relationships at work and outside, to missing spending time with my friends back home. A catharsis it has been. An evolution it has been. Complete. Current Mood: energeticCurrent Music: Doorie - Atif Aslam | | Sunday, April 30th, 2006 | | 11:49 am |
Kennesaw Mountain
We had just been to a civil war battlefield called Kennesaw Mountain. It was just another of those trips where you get up and decide that we gotta go someplace.. so you scour the net for the closest place worth visiting while some other person desperately tries to wake up the others. (I have noticed that a kick on the butt is a very effective way to get that achieved, and the look on the person's face is a sure Kodak moment.) This place is just an hour's drive (which included the U Turns due to missed exits and wrong turns that have become such an integral part of our drives). Kennesaw Mountain is a place where a bloody battle was fought for control of Atlanta between the Union and Confederate soldiers, one group representing freedom, the other, a way of life. There was a little musuem with civil war memorablia and the 'I was at Kennesaw Mountain' T-Shirt store as usual. We had to take a pretty simple trail through the woods to reach the top. Just saw 5-6 cannons on the top. Many lives were supposed to be lost here. But it still lookes like a hill Shivaji would have captured in 20 minutes flat. If there is anything our country might lack in, it is maintainance and marketing. Our country is teeming with better places with greater tourist spot potential. | | Wednesday, October 19th, 2005 | | 4:14 pm |
Well....
Dark Chocolate called me up the other day sounding utterly confused. Apparently, he had had a 'mail conversation' with Swan Eyes after a pretty long time. He still thought that she was working in an IT firm and living a busy life going steady with her college sweetheart. The 'mail conversation' is a weird way to communicate... the mail is usually a single sentence... a kind of a very-slow form of chatting. The chain of mails ensued. The conversation was like this: He: Long Time! How have you been? She: Life's cool. Quit my job! He: Oh! Why? When? What's the matter? She: I already quit 2 months ago. I'm getting married. He: Hey! That's news! Who's the lucky guy? She: Come to the wedding, you'll find out! He: Huh?! She: Yep! Dilip and I will come and invite you!! End of Conversation. So, now Swan Eyes thinks that I, being a closer bum-chum since our school days than most others am going to accompany her as she gives out her invitations to our common bum-chums. She's even convinced that I may actually meet someone interesting to hook-up with in the process. Dark Chocolate on the other hand now believes that... I am the groom! Well, you cannot blame him as two of his college classmates eloped and got married to each other recently... and he was one of the witnesses. The college sweetheart was never in the running for position of the groom anyway, but Dark Chocolate wanted to know as to how I was able to bypass the college sweetheart, get cozy and get married to Swan Eyes. And, knowing Dark Chocolate, news like this has spread like wildfire. So people, I'm supposedly getting married in 3 weeks time. All are invited! Bring along the presents!!! :-) Current Mood: amused | | Saturday, August 13th, 2005 | | 12:02 pm |
Chirp !!!
There is one very naughty sparrow in my Apartment Block that comes everyday, sits on the rear-view mirror of my bike... and poops !!! But... why my bike always ?!! | | Wednesday, August 3rd, 2005 | | 9:59 am |
The Deluge !
July 26th started off normally for me... getting up late and rushing to catch it the bus. It looked like it had rained heavily all night... nothing unusual. A friend from Bangalore called and I was describing how the drainage system of the city of Pune would fail completely everytime there were major rains and the rainwater used to accumulate on the street. As the bus moved through a posh area, we noticed 2 wheelers struggling to get through knee high waters... and that the rivers we cross to get to office had swelled almost touching the bridge on which our vehicles were. As we went ahead, we heard that an important bridge had gone underwater and unsuspecting students and office-goers were stuck up in a major traffic snarl. It took us almost 3 hours and a lot of "new-road-exploring" to get to office on that day. Then... the rains hit Maharashtra... big-time !!! We, in Pune were given a flood alert and told to go home by 3. The buses back took 4 hours and a roundabout route to take us to a safe spot near our apartments. It was like a picnic for us... 4 hours of enjoyment in the bus chattering around, pulling each other's legs and complaining about the rains. Wednesday morning was again normal for us here... the rains were lessening... the waters in the rivers had receded. The project I am currently working on has an equal number of employees in Mumbai. It was strange that none had turned up as late as 10 in the morning. The news-sites we accessed told us that a Government holiday had been declared due to SEEPZ getting flooded. 'Lucky bums in Mumbai !' was what we felt and got back to work. We all left office late on Wednesday and it was only on reaching the apartment and switching on the news channel that we understood the real magnitude of what had really happened. People getting washed away, trapped in vehicles and buildings, marooned etc. With cellular networks in Mumbai down, it was impossible to enquire about anyone at that hour. Thursday morning was buzzing in office. Many of our own colleagues and friends were still missing and unaccounted for. A few had reached their homes on Wednesday afternoon to late night... some seemed to have just vanished. It was only at around 7 in the evening that all the people I knew were accounted for... and they had stories to tell ! Getting helped by strangers... trapped in cars for more that 21 hours. One girl I know waded through waist high water, against the flow for 4 hours. She had to watch out and avoid getting hit by carcasses of heavy animals which had drowned and were floating downstream which would have made her lose her balance and getting pulled away herself. Another of my friend waded through the swirling waters for 3 hours only to find the high-rise apartment he lived in had no electricity or water.. or lift... and he lived on the 18th floor !!! Pune was a picnic compared to all of these. The weather is clearing up in both the cities and the water levels in Pune's rivers has fallen... leaving a testimony of what man has messed up... the trees that went underwater have plastic covers stuck to their branches...garbage that was dumped into the river... its not a pretty sight! The sun's out now ... and so are the rainbows... Man !!! What a wet week !!! | | Monday, June 13th, 2005 | | 5:46 am |
Lucky bummer... Schumi...
Watched 'Parineeta'. Vidya Balan has one of the most expressive pair of eyes I've seen. Stayed up late last night to watch the Canadian GP. I was rooting for Kimi as always... and was tense for him that he wouldn't be able to finish (considering his past bad-luck record like blowing up his engine with 3 laps to go or the last race where the suspension got screwed). In my opinion, Montoya did not deserve the black flag... he re-joined the race from the pit-stop and was wheel-to-wheel with the other car (which was already a lap down... and overtaking it would not make any difference to that car's chances). Why should he be the person who drops back? If the FIA was fair with their rules, in such a scenario (running behind a safety car), both cars must run neck-to-neck till the Safety Car is on the circuit. In the personal point of view, made a few more plans for myself... hope I can stick to them. | | Monday, May 30th, 2005 | | 7:04 am |
Torn..
Sometimes maybe I give too many chances when the person least deserves them! Relationships... even with old friends may need a review. Current Mood:  irritated | | Friday, May 27th, 2005 | | 7:34 am |
:)))
If things work out as planned.... I'll have experienced wind-surfing by the end of this weekend !!! *Fingers Crossed !!!* | | Wednesday, May 18th, 2005 | | 6:42 am |
Exercise !!!
I hae this weird feeling of not having done anything physically exerting or challenging for a long time. Feel dumb sitting on my butt all day staring at a monitor all day. Time for some adventure... Anyone ?? | | Thursday, May 12th, 2005 | | 6:54 am |
I need to make a comeback on LJ... Just gearing up! Guess I have been away for too long due to certain factors and reasons. Sorry ppl for getting slipping off and getting out of touch. | | Friday, February 18th, 2005 | | 8:15 am |
Lost...
Its high time I stopped procrastinating. Suddenly I really want someone to kick me on my backside and get me into doing the things I have to do and want to do. Sometimes I wonder if I have become too casual, taking everything for granted. Have I ? Current Mood:  discontent | | Monday, February 7th, 2005 | | 3:55 am |
Oh C@#% !!!
Had a pretty quiet weekend by my standards. Spent most of Saturday taking care of some financial transactions. Went to a stupid stupid movie called Shabd. It was a movie that brought comic relief to everyone... when it ended. In short... the movie was CRAP !!! To make matters worse, both the International cricket matches played yesterday was one-sided boring affairs.. Should have gone on that trek instead... | | Monday, January 31st, 2005 | | 3:32 am |
Missing Martina !!!
Marat Safin had already lost the first set when I tuned in yesterday afternoon. For once, I did not know myself as to who I supported or wanted to win in the match yesterday. Lleyton Hewitt for his never-say-die attitude chasing down balls from one corner of the court to the other or the big Russian, whose characteristics, mannerisms, outbursts remind me of Goran Ivanisevic. Still on the topic of tennis, one of my all-time favourites made a small 'comeback' in an almost unknown tournament somewhere in the far East. She conquered the world as a 16 year old and made me shift loyalties from an ageing Steffi Graf to her. Yep! Martina Hingis !!! Retired at 22 ! Hope she comes back... she was no sex symbol, nor a power hitter. What she was, was a poet with a racquet and had one amazing, charming, million watt smile. *Sigh!* In other news, the ankle's healing albeit a little slowly. I am back to wearing shoes and walking normally, though the pain is a little cranky at times, showing up suddenly. The cold here isn't helping either. My parents decided to drop into my apartment. They never came and visited me in my hostel room or since I started living away. They handled the shock (my apartment) pretty well, I must say. ;-) | | Tuesday, January 18th, 2005 | | 1:46 am |
One legged freak
Sustained an ankle injury that has got me tied up (literally)... been out of action for more than a month now. Waiting to get active again... getting a lil bored... too many precautions to be taken and too many dos and donts to be followed. Waiting to go on my next trek soon!!! ;). Hope my doc does not read this ! | | Thursday, December 16th, 2004 | | 2:42 am |
Crossroads....
Contemplating what to do next !!! Current Mood:  confused |
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