[Note to self: memorize 5 friends' ph numbers. And maintain a friggin' telephone diary. But what if I lost that as well???]
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Showing posts with label ramblings. Show all posts
August 21, 2008
No subject.....
I forgot [:-O] my mobile at home yesterday!! Got through the day somehow. Don't you think we are relying too much on gadgets and software? Well then, with a show of hands, how many of us can't do without spellcheck these days for 100% accuracy? Why then did we spend so much time on English language at school? But then, I guess, someone has to write and verify the rules in MS Word. Thank God, its not me.
[Note to self: memorize 5 friends' ph numbers. And maintain a friggin' telephone diary. But what if I lost that as well???]
[Note to self: memorize 5 friends' ph numbers. And maintain a friggin' telephone diary. But what if I lost that as well???]
August 12, 2008
A story...
Jana gana mana
Adhinayak jaya hay....
Adhinayak jaya hay....
The little girl jolted. She had, yet again, sleepwalked through the
bus ride to school, through the assembly bell, through the stupid mass
PT exercises, till the national anthem. This always woke her up. It
sounded more beautiful whenever this happened-which was often. It
always gave her goosebumps. It brought to mind the stories of the
martyrs that she read in her history books. (She was a serious girl.)
She thought that if they could give their lives so that our country
would benefit, she could also sacrifice some things every day that
would help her country. (Told you she was a serious kid.)
Years passed by. The girl grew up. Now, the only time she hears and
sings the national anthem is when she watches a movie in the
multiplex. It still gives her goosebumps. She still thinks of the
martyrs, the freedom fighters. And then she thinks of what is ails her
country. And how she has done precious little to alleviate the social
wrongs she witnesses everyday. And she wonders, shamefacedly, if
there is a way where she could bring glory to her country like Abhinay
Bindra. She remembers the idealism and optimism that was her
childhood. And wonders if maturity and growing-up robbed her of it.
And how it no longer feels like an epiphany to realise this. And she
sighs, shrugs and turns her attention to the movie. And the guilt
increases.
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July 9, 2008
Remember when...
..it was fun writing code, experimenting with various logic and seeking out new technologies?
..it was fun 'helping' your ma make pickles/papads/pharal?
..you used to sit in patch of warm sunlight, near a window looking out on a rainy day with the grass all green, with a steaming cup of chai and a delicious book in your hands?
..playing games on the pc was for fun. More fun if you finish it faster than your friend who is playing at his place? What if I finish this level earlier than him? Lets try. Fast fast fast. Finish this game fast. Wait, there could be a cheat for this!! Voila, found it!!
..riding on the bike just for the heck of it was the ultimate freedom high you could get? And the scene from atop the mountain, looking at the cow who seems like an ant now and musing how inconsequential it all seemed.
..you would wonder why the adults steamed ad infinitum about some incompetent guy/gal at work when they are trying to watch something on TV they ACTUALLY want to [and you have sacrificed your FRIENDS episode for]?
..you skipped home on a day when you had to stay back in school coz it was pouring and how the dew was soft and the wind cool on your face.
And I remember how I used to hate going to dance class on weekends. It was like having tons of homework on weekends or during holidays!!
Why do I remember this? Coz, today:
..if I have to write one more line of code / have to evaluate the feasibility of one more new technology, I would kill myself.
..even the thought of making pickles/pharal seems so tiring and ridiculously-eating-into-your-time that its difficult to comprehend why people do it 'now-a-days'
..I want to chuck work, and sit at home to play games. Praying after every level I finish, that they have enough levels left for me to escape into. [Is it just me, or are games nowadays shorter than they used to be?]
..the idea of riding a bike brings forth an image of sitting in front of a 15-year old diesel truck with zilch maintenance and a bigger carbon imprint than 10 families can make in 10 generations. Freedom?
..I hate the guy who jams the copier, the guy who sits next to A, the female who thinks that the whole corridor should listen to her talk to her boyfriend, the moron in my team who takes enough leave to declare him as a guest to our office....
..staggering home on a day when you had to sit back in office due to the incessant rain that you did not want to wade through and instead chose to stay back and complete the pending work.
Today, to me, dance seems to be the best way to channel aggression and release stress.
Don’t you miss those hazy, lazy days when the world was much simpler and life carefree? But some things remain same forever. Reading books, steaming cups of chai, the occasional cricket win, the consistently bland, unbelievable Bollywood movies. Thank God for these :)
..it was fun 'helping' your ma make pickles/papads/pharal?
..you used to sit in patch of warm sunlight, near a window looking out on a rainy day with the grass all green, with a steaming cup of chai and a delicious book in your hands?
..playing games on the pc was for fun. More fun if you finish it faster than your friend who is playing at his place? What if I finish this level earlier than him? Lets try. Fast fast fast. Finish this game fast. Wait, there could be a cheat for this!! Voila, found it!!
..riding on the bike just for the heck of it was the ultimate freedom high you could get? And the scene from atop the mountain, looking at the cow who seems like an ant now and musing how inconsequential it all seemed.
..you would wonder why the adults steamed ad infinitum about some incompetent guy/gal at work when they are trying to watch something on TV they ACTUALLY want to [and you have sacrificed your FRIENDS episode for]?
..you skipped home on a day when you had to stay back in school coz it was pouring and how the dew was soft and the wind cool on your face.
And I remember how I used to hate going to dance class on weekends. It was like having tons of homework on weekends or during holidays!!
Why do I remember this? Coz, today:
..if I have to write one more line of code / have to evaluate the feasibility of one more new technology, I would kill myself.
..even the thought of making pickles/pharal seems so tiring and ridiculously-eating-into-your-time that its difficult to comprehend why people do it 'now-a-days'
..I want to chuck work, and sit at home to play games. Praying after every level I finish, that they have enough levels left for me to escape into. [Is it just me, or are games nowadays shorter than they used to be?]
..the idea of riding a bike brings forth an image of sitting in front of a 15-year old diesel truck with zilch maintenance and a bigger carbon imprint than 10 families can make in 10 generations. Freedom?
..I hate the guy who jams the copier, the guy who sits next to A, the female who thinks that the whole corridor should listen to her talk to her boyfriend, the moron in my team who takes enough leave to declare him as a guest to our office....
..staggering home on a day when you had to sit back in office due to the incessant rain that you did not want to wade through and instead chose to stay back and complete the pending work.
Today, to me, dance seems to be the best way to channel aggression and release stress.
Don’t you miss those hazy, lazy days when the world was much simpler and life carefree? But some things remain same forever. Reading books, steaming cups of chai, the occasional cricket win, the consistently bland, unbelievable Bollywood movies. Thank God for these :)
June 12, 2008
Long time no post...
Its been quite some time since I posted, like my faithful readers (all 4 of them) have pointed out to me. Am afraid I can't plead the usual work excuses, but hey, a girl is entitled to some laziness and procrastination. So, anyway, this is just a short post of updates on what has happened since I posted last.
I got my iPhone!! My deepest, most heartfelt thanks to the people who made this happen by contributing so generously to my iPhone fund - my hubby, my sis and my father. If it weren't for you guys, I don't know when I would be able to save(?) enough (if at all) to get my iPhone. So, does this portend more posts via my iPhone? I definitely love the idea that I can blog now on the move and all... but making it happen?? Will see when the urge takes me and you see a 'sent from my iPhone' at the end of the post. I apologise if the continuous use of the words 'my iPhone' is irritating you, but I am typing the words for the first time and it has a nice ring to it. Crazy? Nah.. Just in love :)
Had a nice holiday in Goa. For this I would like to thank my hubby for making sure I didn't slack off getting tickets, arranging accommodations and packing and, more importantly, would like to thank Lisa and her family for their heartwarming hospitality that made our stay in Goa the best ever. Any of you guys wish to holiday in Goa but like to stay at a great place very close to the beach and with a pool, let me know, and I will get you in touch with Lisa. She has a smashing place almost bang on the beach in Benaulim and.. oh hell, why don't I just upload the pics of our visit there and you see how amazing the place is? (Next time, of course.)
Monsoon has arrived in Mumbai. And how!! Now, for this I don't want to thank anyone coz, though I am very happy that the city has cooled down and all, am sure in a couple of weeks I will be complaining of wading in chest deep water. So, let us not jinx it and say that the monsoons are a heaven-send...
Watched a total of four movies this weekend and the next post will be a review of all of them. Target for next post, tomorrow. Lets see if I can make it...
I got my iPhone!! My deepest, most heartfelt thanks to the people who made this happen by contributing so generously to my iPhone fund - my hubby, my sis and my father. If it weren't for you guys, I don't know when I would be able to save(?) enough (if at all) to get my iPhone. So, does this portend more posts via my iPhone? I definitely love the idea that I can blog now on the move and all... but making it happen?? Will see when the urge takes me and you see a 'sent from my iPhone' at the end of the post. I apologise if the continuous use of the words 'my iPhone' is irritating you, but I am typing the words for the first time and it has a nice ring to it. Crazy? Nah.. Just in love :)
Had a nice holiday in Goa. For this I would like to thank my hubby for making sure I didn't slack off getting tickets, arranging accommodations and packing and, more importantly, would like to thank Lisa and her family for their heartwarming hospitality that made our stay in Goa the best ever. Any of you guys wish to holiday in Goa but like to stay at a great place very close to the beach and with a pool, let me know, and I will get you in touch with Lisa. She has a smashing place almost bang on the beach in Benaulim and.. oh hell, why don't I just upload the pics of our visit there and you see how amazing the place is? (Next time, of course.)
Monsoon has arrived in Mumbai. And how!! Now, for this I don't want to thank anyone coz, though I am very happy that the city has cooled down and all, am sure in a couple of weeks I will be complaining of wading in chest deep water. So, let us not jinx it and say that the monsoons are a heaven-send...
Watched a total of four movies this weekend and the next post will be a review of all of them. Target for next post, tomorrow. Lets see if I can make it...
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