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[Contest]~Marriage: Who Convinced Whom? :)

“As she crossed the road that noon, it was like she had walked right into my life.”

Arranged marriage or Love marriage? Only a few get to experience both, so that they can compare which one turned out to be better for them. In case of the majority, the grass seems to be greener on the other side.
In either of the cases, the condition or situation is the same….only the dialogues differ.
This is how the spouses would go against each other:
Love marriage: ‘Having known you for like 3 years before marriage, I don’t know how I succumbed into getting married to you?’
Arranged marriage: ‘This is why I always felt that it was dangerous to agree for an arranged marriage.’
The only difference I can feel is that in love marriage, you re-experience something which you wouldn’t have liked earlier but had overlooked…while in arrange marriage, the same thing you’d have assumed to happen (and universe brings together its sources, and makes sure it does happen) happens.
With respect to the pain, I believe it is of the same level, though it’d be of different nature.

And then there can be difference in thoughts:
One who had a Love marriage: “Why didn’t I listen to my parents and settle for a gal/guy of their choice? Why was I stubborn to marry this one?”
One who had an Arranged marriage: “I should have proposed to her/him. What if she/he was someone else’s girlfriend/boyfriend? Why did I agree to marry someone my mother chose?”

The Complication lies in the Art of Convincing!
In case of Love marriage: You got to convince your parents, her/his parents, first circle of relatives (believe me!) on both sides, grandparents (if they are still authoritative), in some cases the long term neighbors (who’d have dreamed of getting their kid – if of the suitable gender – married to you) and even their dog!
In case of Arranged marriage: The whole universe around you tries to unite – come together in a miraculous manner – in order to persuade/convince you to agree to their choice! Even the dog, wags its tail.

If you are thinking about what happened in my particular case:
I was brought up in a jovial environment where arranged marriages were considered to be successful and hence, forever trending! And the love marriages that did happen in the family were between two individuals who belonged to the same caste/sub-caste and speaking the same mother tongue. So it was put down (in no writing) that if I was to have a love marriage, I’d have to find a gal who spoke my mother tongue. It made no sense to me and I played the ball into my mom’s court:
Horoscopes were matched, elders gave in their blessings. Only then was I given her email ID and asked to go figure. Though talking to girls was a casual affair, this was new to me and so I struggled. On getting her phone number we spoke for over 3 weeks at an average of 2 calls of 45 mins each per week. And when I went to meet her for the very first time, she crossed the road from the other side as if she walked right into my life.
It was first time for me in terms of arranged marriage 😉 so I wasnt’t aware of the procedure and hence I told her on the spot that I loved (meeting) her and it was a yes from my end. I consider it to be a Arranged-Love marriage from my end, for I had no clue that as per the protocol, I was supposed to convey my yes/no through my parents to her parents/relatives. She took her own sweet time (which was painful for me, in terms of the waiting period and uncertainty) to agree to my proposal and the rest as they say, is history. 😀

This is my entry to the Indiblogger’s contest – Love Marriage ya Arranged Marriage!

Also on Facebook – HERE.

 
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Posted by on August 30, 2012 in Candid, Happens~2~me, Humor, I~do~such~things

 

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[MEME]~ABCs of my LIFE!! :)

Meme’s have always been a creative way to get things out of people which otherwise would never be shared! And that’s just what happened with this one. I wouldn’t have shared some of these but for this meme. You don’t feel like uttering lies in such tags, for meme’s are like genes…so wouldn’t want the bluffs to get genetic you see!! 😉

Megs tagged me on this meme called the ABCs of Life – HERE – and I’m keeping my end of the tag! 🙂

Here I go:

A – Age: is on my side!
B – Books: just done with ‘Mafia Queens of Mumbai’!
C – Current crush: was, is and will always be Madhuri Dixit!!!
D – Dance form: fav is Shakira’s belly wobbling! 😉
E – Essential start your day item: 3 glasses of water (room temp)!
F – Favorite color: black, red, orange, pink – in that order!
G – Gold or Silver: Gold
H – Height: 5’11”
I – I am: what I can be!
J – Job: A coder, but mostly bugs!
K – Kids: I’m no Michael! but yes, love them!
L – Latest Addiction: Weeds – its a television series! 😉
M – Memorable Moment: The first promotion in mid 2008, as it came in at the right time. The market went into recession after that for 2 long years. The recent memorable moment would be my marriage!
N – Nicknames: Shimmu, Sree, S3, Duffer!
O – Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Nah!
P – Pet Peeve: People who remember you only when they need to get their chores done!
Q – Quote from a movie: “Hum ek paiyr past aur doosra future mein rakh-ke present pe mooth-te hain” – from Rang De Basanti
R – Right or left handed: Right!
T – Time you wake up: 6.25am
U – Ugliness meter: No one is perfect!
V – Vegetable you dislike: None!
W – Ways you run late: when someone has to tag along, flat tyres!
X – X-rays you’ve had: Latest one is of the right lower molar tooth – had to go for a root canal treatment, finally!
Y – Yummy food you make: I try out anything/everything – wife rates it ok, good and yummy – mostly yummy, so far!!
Z – Zzzzz times – between 11pm and 1am!

Passing on the baton, I would like to tag – Tiku, Anu and Sound – Yeah, it feels like am running a 4*100 relay! 😉

 
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Posted by on October 9, 2011 in About me, Thoughts

 

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[Karuna-ndid]~A stolen page from the Diary of Grandpa in sunglasses! ;)

Dear Diary,

I always write to you in English, because this is the only place where I can show-off my hold on the queen’s language. As you know, I talk and promote only the mother-tongue of most of my voters. But the fact is that I love English as much as I love my mother-tongue but then let it be our very own little secret. You and I, it’s a wonderful world! I love that jingle where the pug follows you. It makes me feel younger than my actual 87, makes me want to jump out of this cosy pushback enabled wheelchair!

But both the ladies at home prefer the other network due to the various freebies it provides like free Closed User Group (CUG) calls, free local messaging and free one hour of browsing per day. These mobile advertisements, I must confess are pure genius acts. I’ve been in politics for more years than I can remember but then I didn’t get such Ideas all this long.

A few years back, while having dinner with my extended family, we happened to discuss the variety of tariff plans offered by the various service providers in our state and that was when I had my EUREKA moment! “What makes us select a particular mobile service provider?” I asked my family of err…so many members. And surprisingly, for the first and well the only time in my life they shouted out in unison “FREEBIES”!!! And this is the very moment that I got to know the way forward in our field of politics; just like how cloud computing they say is the next big thing in the IT field. This is why I love the two sectors, Television and Telecom!

We experimented with this new approach during the last elections, giving away color televisions and free rice to our voters! It gave me the CM chair for 5 long years. Yippeee! :)))))
“Where will the money come from?” Khaja had asked me. I had winked at him and he had smiled. That is when I first realized that he was my man, fit enough to dig into the untapped funds of my favorite Telecom sector. A visionary behind the dark goggles, am I not? Ha ha…

Five years back, I had announced that I would be a chief ministerial candidate for the last time but then sitting back and strolling on this Persian-cushioned wheel chair, I feel stronger than never before. When I cannot give the CM candidature to the one I want, I’ll give it to none and continue with it. They’ll anyways fight after my time. I’ve more important things to fight against for now. Firstly, I’ve to physically (ha ha, what the…) win at my new election constituency and then mentally with Ms. Amma. Election time or not, she’s always on my mind! 😉

Ms. Amma is not as simple as she may look. There’s a lot more in her armory (Ahem). But then I feel sad to see her copy my ‘Eureka moments’. This time she’s using my method and is doing much better than what I’ve proposed to do. Along with the Televisions, Laptops and Grinders, she’s provided Electric Fans to the ladies. Master stroke I would say…a strategic move that only a lady can think of. I’ve two of my own at home, but…huh…leave it.

Let’s see how it goes. If the people vote in her favor, I’ll retire handing over the ruins to anyone who takes and write movie scripts. With so many scams on, I got a lot of storylines you see. Anyways, I’m sleepy now!

Hoping to get up tomorrow,
Goodnight!

PS: I’m very disappointed with the PM for not inviting me to the India-Pakistan semifinal match. I need to learn ‘sleeping with the enemy’ from him! Huh…

Disclaimer: Any resemblance to anyone dead or alive, is sheer co-incidence. If you find it offensive, I didn’t write it! 😀

 
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Posted by on March 31, 2011 in Imaginative Bakwaas, I~do~such~things

 

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Just another day…like everyday! ;)

I was jogging…it was a lovely morning…two girls jogging ahead of me and one following…I was now profusely perspiring due to the work-out…
The loud knock on the door woke me up. There was no power to ring the bell.
I opened the door, with one eye open (see how optimistic I am! :P). It was the milkman.
He said, “Saar, no milk today…the cow is sick”!
I replied, “That’s ok…gimme black coffee!”…
The look on the milkman’s face made me realize that he was my milkman and not the vending machine operation in my office pantry.
I was still sleepy. It was a lovely morning. What if it’s hot? I still have the energy left in me to continue jogging.

I pick up the newspaper, close the door and turn around. – This part is programmed in me even in my sleepy state…cos if I get out of my flat door, it’s a ladies PG next door! 😛 And if I don’t pick up the paper, there’ll be nothing to pick later.
Once I turn around, I have 2 options in hand.
1) Take a turn left, and continue jogging.
2) Take a turn right, and get ready to be in office on time – as usual (these are 2 important words…this being a corporate blog)! 😀

Let’s say for now am obsessed to be in office on time. So option 2.

As I enter the bathroom, my optimistic eye would have flipped back to the position of its pessimistic counterpart. I have told my roommates a few million times not to keep their shaving creams next to the toothpaste. You will now know why! 😦
How much ever an effort I make to split wide open (its just about my Naina, I would talk about) my eyes, they blindly refuse! 😛 I don’t prefer a battle early in the morning, so I let them win, as my hands pick up my toothbrush and the toothpaste simultaneously.
Now if my roommates have been careless, its me who will pay. The Colgate toothpaste and their Park Avenue shaving cream feel almost the same. The same size and shape…and even if I slighly open my eyes, they seem the same…white with blue and red hues on them. I am an illiterate early in the morning, if you ask me “Can’t you read the label on the tube?”! 😀 So I have had days with lather in my mouth. If I talk less on some days, you now know why. And oh ya, thankfully the soframycine tubes are smaller and differently shaped else I wouldn’t have been writing this post.
The commode and me have an agreement. The one and only clause is “You are over-weight. 2 mins only”! The geyser doesn’t like me to turn it on. 😉 So it gives me water at a temperature as it is in the main tank above, nothing less nothing more.
I am out of that damn manhoos place (DMP) in max 20 minutes. This doesn’t mean I am all wide-n-awake. 😀

I wake up one of my roommates telling them to take over the DMP as I am done with it. I ask them, “What day it is today?”…Taking their answer on face value, I dress up accordingly for office. Jai ho!
Once am all dressed and ready, I know I will not head again to jog. I am programmed that way! 😀
I switch on the TV – channel 9X music – loud enough to keep me alive and awake. I don’t watch the TV though. Amidst that music, I read the newspaper and eat my daily morning toast. I don’t forget to nod my head in a rhythm as per the music, as I digest both printed news and my toast.
About 10 songs later, am done with the newspaper and with nothing else to do I wear my shoes and decide to be at office in time.

Not everyday is my bad day, but when it comes to driving it is. If I drive the way I love, someone will be stupid enough to come and hit my vehicle from the front. If I drive the way I’m (always) adviced to, someone will be attentive enough to hit on the backside. If you ask me, I don’t prefer being attacked from behind. I now need to learn driving my Activa in the air. Hmm…

Once inside the campus, I have to park my Activa strategically. Under a tree for the shade or under the clear blue sky for a clean Activa sans crow-poop. Though I love my vehicle, I give it no freedom to choose. I prefer to keep it under the blue (hot sunny) sky! But I must add: Not everyday is my Activa’s good day. Flying crows do it sometimes on my baby. I wonder, that’s why its called motion. As someone clearly sighed, “Thankfully, cows don’t fly and perch on trees”! (Not sure if he said the ‘Perch on trees’ part, but I add it anyways)! 😀

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Once in office, I am all decent. Not that I am not otherwise. But in office, am decent to my own surprise. I don’t pull my senior manager’s leg for instance. I even wear my spectacles, for a better view err…at the monitors. And most importantly, (you are not supposed to laugh/smile/giggle/taunt/tease/go-awww at this moment of truth!) I work. 😀 I am proud to say that for the things that I do and the way in which I do them, there have been no escalations whatsoever. So I work, smart if not hard. Yay! 😀
These days, I am taking a break from breaks. I have reduced it considerably. There were days when I would be acknowlegded by every pantry guy in the entire TCO campus. These days I restrict myself to just my building – SDB3 – yes, all the four pantries in this block.

Office Communicator (OC) is a very funny tool. I love to play with the status options and messages. I use only 3 out of the 5 status options it provides.
1) Green – whenever I go green (which is rare), ppl ask me “Green? Jobless? No work?” – I wish I could tell them that it’s depicting my ‘available’ status! 😉
2) Red – I am always in red…mainly cos I am inspired to work when in this status. Also, I love the blood(y) color.
3) DND – This one I hate…cos I am on this status only when my onsite guy rides on me. Not literally, but to deliver before time. Sometimes I feel he’ll be happy only if I deliver reports to him in ‘history’.
The two yellows – “BRB” and “Away” – are for dirty fellows (sorry dirty fellows, for calling you that 😛 ). This I don’t use manually, never. I cannot make justice to “BRB” cos I cannot be back on my seat right or left, never.

At the evening break, am clear as to when I would be heading for home. Unless there are last minute onsite calls, my clarity is bang on! 😀
We cook dinner at home. What I cook for the night depends on my mood, which in turn depends on how clean my Activa was when I started back home from office. So it’s the messy crows which decide what my roommates and me eat at dinner. Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye! 😀
One to two hours I sit on my laptop, with the sole intention of troubling you poor folks the next day with some stuff or the other that leaks outta my mind.
I read a book (which I take ages to complete) – currently ‘Wise and Otherwise’ by Sudha Murthy – till I feel sleepy.
And before I go to bed, I pray for a better tomorrow – A good jogging session, toothpaste in my mouth, a safe ride, a clean Activa, dinner of choice! – Amen! 🙂

 
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Posted by on February 16, 2009 in I~do~such~things

 

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Independent Rants!! Echooos me!! ;)

2008, 14th August, 10:45pm IST: I somewhat do have a mixed feeling as of now…as I sit this late waiting for India to turn 61, I understand the fact that I am not Chacha Nehru, to  make a speech at the stroke of midnight when the whole of world is sleeping…as I digest this, I decide to atleast write what I feel about!! Who is gonna read, well that’s a cool question that pops up in the mind…hmm…must be by mistake….suddenly I remember that I don’t remember the thoughts that I had just thought to write…what a tragedy! I shall ponder and get back…sigh…but when you read this, you need not wait, cos I’m gonna continue right below….sigh…ya sigh again!!

 

11:23pm: Ah! Here I come…with my thoughts loaded….ya so India is gonna make it to 61 in about 37 minutes from now…if at all 12 midnight is considered to be the time it was delivered into the hands of us Indians by the Britishers! What a proud moment it would have been for those in the parliament, as Chacha was making that historic speech…I sometimes get this feeling that I must have been one of the men sitting in the audience listening to that speech, sans blinking or even dropping an eyelid or two….which one of those men was I, well…I have no clue nor do I have the memory to sustain such historic pre-birth or rather previous-birth information/data. Echoos me, for that matter I can hardly remember things that have happened in this current shot at living life. Sigh!

 

So ya…I am feeling an emotional cocktail yes, about Indian Independence (yipppppeeee) as well as its post-independence growth (hmmm….sigh!)!!
What have I done?, asks my right brain which is supposed to be the intelligent one…
What can I do?, adds my left one, which is stupid but is trying to add logic in its own darn manner!! 😉
What do I want to do?, asks the right one again not giving up…
Who will allow me to do?, asks the left thereby successfully negating the right’s claim to intellectual excellence. Sigh!!

 

I didn’t get tickets to go home…to Bangalore…this being a long weekend…am stuck at Chennai…but no worries cos am not on antidepressants as I’ll anyway be going home the next two weekends… yippppppeeeeeeee…am excited to death, nah!! I’m just casual towards it…sigh!

 

It’s my friend’s birthday tomorrow…15th…I don’t know if I can wish her…we are not that cordial anymore…though we are trying to patch up things, but its just being stupid to believe that the old days would be back again, cos we both know that it will just not be the same again, ever….well…let me mail her…atleast…I can’t even expect her to reply back, acknowledging my wishes…its not that bad a situation, but its still not the good one…hoping to improve it from here, but only time will tell…sigh!!

 

I am keeping a low profile and mingling amidst my guy friends…staying away from the gal pals…nah…don’t worry, am still the same…straight…just that this coming saturday happens to be Raksha Bandhan (for those who don’t know, this is a suicidal festival in India…where women tie threads to the hand of men thereby making them their brothers…no winking – for instance – allowed anymore, and you would think twice even before blinking! Sigh!) and I plan to park myself at an undisclosed location (where eh…will tell ya on sunday! 😛 )!! 😉 Who wants to be a brother just like that, by the tying of the thread and moreover it digs a hole into the purse as well which competes with vacuum right throughout the year….independent of cash, and even chillar (change…pennies…dimes…whatever)!! A BiiiiiIgggggG SiiiiiiIggggggH!! Hmmm….

 

11:48pm: Another 12 minutes to go on my system clock before it strikes 12…I feel I can hear that gathering in the parliament….people occupying their seats…getting ready to see history being created…Chacha Nehru smiles at Ms. Mountbatten (I guess she was the one seated there, not sure…my memory beckons me to confirm) as he adjusts his overcoat and gives final touches to the rose on his coat and his head-gear (a cap)!! I am somewhere in the last benches (well I guess, being the lord of last benches is common in every birth…a happy sigh! 😀 ) lifting my head high to get a glimpse of our Chacha stealing a sight of the beauty in Lady Mountbatten (if it was who she is) while he readied himself adjusting the microphone as he took his stand behind the portable podium…lucky guy, said my mind…slowly as the clock approached towards midnight 12, a nervous silence started to take over the gibberish gossip-mongers around me…and eventually as the entire gathering observed pin-drop silence when the clock struck the dark (k)night hour of 12, I was sitting there with my dumb head lifted high and with all possible deeply cocktailed feelings. Sigh!

 

1947, 15th August, 12:00 midnight: “Long years ago we made a tryst with destiny, and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge, not wholly or in full measure, but very substantially. At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom………………………..JAI HIND.”, that was Chacha Nehru, who with all poise and calm delivered what was the most wonderful speech I had ever heard…history was created right in front of my eyes….and my eyes were all tearful, and I could not stop the tears….you see there were no tissues in use then, sigh!!

 

2008, 15th August, 12:08am: Coming back…ya back to the future…I can’t remember who I was back then…anyways I am still that emotional person who uses tissues (ya to wipe tear gland leaks…then what?) now…can’t call myself patriotic, but I did pin a tri-color this whole day to my shirt pocket while in office…did eat tri-colored pooris that they offered in the cafeteria at lunch…did forward a patriotic mail to a few friends…did wish “Happy Indian Independence” and “Enjoy the long weekend” to a few colleagues…did escape (freedom you see) from the sights of my manager and came home early…ya I am still that same person…and I still can’t remember who I was back then…sigh!!

 

I somewhat do have a mixed feeling as of now…well, but I now know where I gotta go to relieve that feeling…sigh!! 😉

Anways before I sign off…Happy Birthday India…Have a great year ahead…hope you bleed less, and prosper more…take care of yourself, and that should take care of us!! 😀

 
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Posted by on August 15, 2008 in Happens~2~me, Thoughts

 

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Emotional Cocktails!! ;)

I call this the “Emotional Cocktail”…what do you call it?
Have you ever been happy and sad at the same time? Ever been emotionally excited? What do you do then? How do you handle the unusual situation?
This happens to me all the time…and here are some of the instances that happened off-late:

 

Episode #1: Pirated Parody

Well it was my first attempt at writing a parody and when I was done with “Muthu can’t code saala“, I was one satisfied guy. Right on the same day, I posted it here and 2-3 days later I posted it on my internal corporate blog. I was glad to see that my regular readers and a few strangers were impressed with the outcome. The response on my internal blog was, as usual awesome. I was happy with what was happening with my first parody. The following week, I got a forward with subject line as “Pappu can’t code saala”…It was sent to me by a fellow blogger with the matter, “Dude, you are becoming famous….”…the only change in the forward compared to my parody was the renaming of “Muthu” back to “Pappu”…And on reading it, I got to know that it was copied from here (there were minute differences in the versions here and in the internal one)…I was now elated to see that someone liked it so much that they copied it to pass it on to their friends. It was ok with me. So far.
But later that week, as I googled “Pappu can’t code saala”….I was amazed to see 6-7 external blogs that had posted this parody, some posted it as a forward (I was fine with it!!) but 2-3 of them posted it as their creation (now this was not acceptable guys) and the rest just posted it, cos they liked it. On commenting in each blog that posted it, 2-3 of them gave me the credits…2 of them accepted it and said they posted it as a forward, one didn’t respond as well as unapproved my comment and one even asked me for proof that I wrote it. I had not realized that someone would involve in piracy of a parody!!! Phew…
It was indeed an emotional shake cos I was happy at being emulated in one way and very frustrated in another way…

 

Episode #2: Girl on the bus

Last weekend as I was going home to Bangalore I boarded the white electronic board wala AC bus in front of my Chennai house. As I looked around for a seat, I managed to find 2 seats one behind the other empty. As you might know, we have a 2+2 arrangement of seats on our buses, the window seats in both the rows were occupied by girls. Given a choice I would have preferred to sit in the front seat…reasons being two…one the seat was closer to the middle exit door…and two, this gal was prettier!! But instead I opted to go and occupy the seat behind, don’t ask me why.
As I went towards that seat, the gal there suddenly kept the bag she had on her lap bang on the till-then empty seat. Now what could I do when destiny preferred to make a choice on my behalf. So I asked the pretty gal in the front row if I could occupy the seat next to her…she replied with a smile. The optimistic in me took it for an approval and I parked myself next to her. 😛
In my mind, there was this sadness at being shunned by a gal in one case and thrill at being approved by the one I anyways had preferred…an emotional cocktail.

 

Episode #3: Promotional pain

Mid year promotion list was out…My classmate (and a good friend) who had joined my company on the same day as mine, had made it to the next level…but I was still at the same (not that I had expected, but when he got it…I wondered why I didn’t)…So there was I, happy for my dear friend…and sad for myself…
The recent promotion list was out…I made it to the next level (I was more than elated, as I didn’t expect due to loads of peer competition in my domain) but both my roommates (who joined same day as me) who had expected remained at the same level….As I went home that evening, I could not be happy for me….not could I be sad for them…
Both the times, the juices in the mind were emotionally cocktailed.

 

Episode #4: Those could have been mine…

Well…I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when this happened. One noon as I sat in my bay playing with the codes, I got a mail from my classmate. Let me refer to her as Q. This was an unusual mail, as the last time that Q had mailed me was over a year ago inviting me to her marriage (which I did attend). The subject line read “Happy News”, so I opened the mail with all curiosity to find that my beloved classmate Q was now a mother of cute little twin daughters. I was excited and immediately replied a “double congratulatory” mail with a pathetic one-liner “one for each of you”. Period.
Two days later, I got a call, close to mid-night. It was from London, another classmate (who is a very good and close friend) of mine. Let me call him X. It was just a casual call which he did now, then and whenever he needed free advice. Anyways…when X was done with his side of talking, he asked me what’s all happening here in India…So I told him about Q becoming a mother of twin gals. What he uttered, drowned me in an emotional cocktail. I did know, but didn’t realise (then) that X was all hearts and mind over Q during our teenage days and had somehow managed to escape from the unbearable pain by escaping to London over a year ago, almost exactly at the time that she got married.
He uttered, “those could have been mine…”, to no one in particular. I felt like laughing my guts out but had to silently giggle, while at the same time I felt like I shared his pain…so unbearable.

 

Episode #5: The Human Manager

Over a week ago, I suddenly had an unusual stomach pain right before lunch on a thursday…so I took permission from my manager and left for the day. There was slight fever that night which subsided the next day, but left me weak and with body pain. So around 11am that friday, I dialled my manager’s number to let him know that I would not come in for the day. When I called him and cited the reason, he said “Hey thats ok Sreeram, take care…and do let me know if you need anything at all. I would be glad to help you out. But do take care.”. This coming from a senior person who has about 12-15 years of experience came as a pleasant shocker to me. In pain, I was one happy patient.
It did prepare a different cocktail in mind!! 😀

 

Episode #6: Can’t recognize voice

Now this friend of mine usually calls me on my cell from her cell. Let’s call her Z. I happily pick up and say, “Hellllllllllloooooo Z…blah blah…..”
Since she works in my company, she also calls me sometimes on my cell from the office phone (Vnet). And it so happens that whenever she has calls me from the Vnet…I see the number, pick up and:

Me: “Hello….”
Z: “Helllllllllllllllloooooo”
Me: “hmmm…ya…”
Z (now she being in doubt): “Well can I speak to Sreeram?”
Me: “Sreeram here….hmm….Who’s this?”
Z: “Hey Duffer, again you didn’t recognize my voice…its me…Z speaking”
Me (then as usual): “Hellllllllllloooooo Z…blah blah…..”

She calls me from different Vnets to check if I recognize her voice, but the truth is I don’t recognize her voice even if its the same number. If I had not stored her number under her name in my cell, I doubt recognizing her voice too. It does make me feel “oh not again” each time she says “again you didn’t recognize my voice”, but I feel happy that she being the sweet friend that she is…just doesn’t mind these “born-with” antics of mine. Dunno, how I should react…happy or confused? 😉

 

Episode #7: Floater Fiasco

The floaters that I happened to use were about 15 months old and yet in very good condition…but I had got bored wearing the same for that long a period. I was also bored with the brand and design. So I was praying that the floaters would somehow get damaged which would provide me with an opportunity to go-get-a-newer-one.
Last Saturday when I reached Bangalore by the early morning train…I was shocked to see my floaters missing. Someone had flicked it from where I had kept it before boarding on to my upper berth the previous night in Chennai. I was sad over someone having stolen it, and more sad when I realised that I have to make it all the way home on naked foot.
On Sunday, I went to buy a new pair of floaters…and in the showroom, happened to see the same pair which I earlier owned and had got bored. Don’t know what happened, I went ahead and bought the same once and over again. On reaching home, my mind had come back to senses. I was sad and frustrated over having bought the same floaters (design and brand-wise) while at the same time, I was happy over getting myself a new pair. I wore it, and jumped up-n-down for quite sometime…my way of mixing the cocktail in my mind!! 😉

 

Episode #8: Whats-in-a-name?

This friend Z of mine calls me a “Genius” when she’s impressed/happy with me over anything….and then she calls me a “Duffer” when she’s normal. But offlate (latest trend I can call it), she calls me Genius Duffer….totally oxymoronic…Makes me happy and keeps me grounded, both at the same time…I find myself totally in a cocktail!! 😀

 

Episode #9: Face-off

A friend of mine introduced me to her new roommate over lunch sometime last week. Let me call her G. So my friend introduced us as “This is Sreeram…and this is G.”…and over the next 30-40 minutes as we had lunch, we talked on different topics…!!!
On reaching back to my bay, I pinged G over the communicator regarding some matter, only to get a “OMG…you are that blog guy, isn’t it?” reaction.
Now the thing was that during lunch, she had not known that this Sreeram was the same one who blogs and had pinged her….
That left me with a scratchy look on the face….now was I supposed to be Happy or was it the time to go “OMG”….emotional remix altogether!! 😛

 

Episode 10…I guess will happen soon!!! 😉

 

Update: Up there I was guessing about Episode 10 happening soon…but what didn’t realise was that it had already happened until I read Isd‘s comment (first one) here. Thanks to my vacant top floor!! 😉 So here I go:

 

Episode 10: The Dream Seller!!

She was the first stranger who commented on this blog of mine…she was the one who sold dreams…and she responded to me in Hindi…and I was fine with it as I am not challenged when it comes to Hindi…But later as time went by, I got to know that ISD (as I call her) was just learning Hindi (though I found her usage of words flawless) and it was a shock to me when I got to know that she was not an Indian nor had any contacts with India…And how did she learn Hindi? well…by watching SRK movies…I bet I would not be able to learn French or Chinese by watching their movies!! I am happy to find her slowly mastering Hindi, but in awe as to how she must be doing all that!! The mind now whispers “shake those emotions and shout cheers”!! 😉

 
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Posted by on July 25, 2008 in About me, Happens~2~me

 

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Tagged again…quite a candid one…

This is my second tag over here…last one being the 123 book tag, tagged by Sanket…and this time, its Revs who pushed me into getting a little candid with this (self-damaging…a little atleast) tag!! Thanks Ms. Intellect!! 😀

Here I go:

6 whatever’s about me:

1) Inflation being on the higher side or not, fuel prices rising or not, recession approaching or not…just doesn’t matter to this crazy mind that I have. It just keeps running non-stop 24/7…don’t know why.
2) I adore kids, especially baby girls…don’t know why.
3) I dream a lot and interestingly remember each of the dream, but only for a short period of time…don’t know why.
4) I can remember the names of girls from my Kindergarten classes onwards, but when it comes to names of guys I go blank 80% of the time…I don’t wanna know why! 😉
5) I secretly love being the center of attention…but don’t know how to react when I’m one. Same situation applies while being elated…don’t know why.
6) I tend to make friends easily and most of them last long. Some just drift away and I don’t tend to stop them…don’t know why.
5 things I miss right now:

1) Playing chor-police with Mahi (Last played: On the last day of my 2nd grade). I loved being the chor (thief) who never missed an opportunity to get caught by the cute inspector Mahi. 😉
2) Scoring centums in Mathematics (Last scored: In 3rd grade…99 in 10th grade boards came nearest to achieving the dream). More than scoring centum, I loved the envious look on my closest competitor’s face.
3) Going down the Brigade road in Bangalore, bunking college classes just to get a glance our counterparts from the gals college. I loved the innocent flirting that happened, eye-to-eye.
4) Chai (Tea) at Amir-bhai’s theka at my engineering college backgate. I loved the combination of ginger flavoured tea along with high-fat, high-cholestrol half-boiled egg sandwich.
5) The only reason for choosing as well as attending the boring electives. The lady in Red. I just loved being in her vicinity.

10 things I wanna achieve in a decade:

1) Learn to speak technically using the right terminologies and not using the 5th grader grammar English as I tend to do now.
2) Get a post graduate degree.
3) Learn a foreign language…French, Italian or German…as well as an Instrument…Guitar preferrably.
4) Get out of this IT field.
5) Go on a trip to the himalayas at least, if not Switzerland…got to hold fresh snow.
6) Take up writing, professionally.
7) Take part in a marathon.
8) Be well settled in life…financially as well as emotionally.
9) Donate 5-10% of my monthy income…which now is very infrequent and seems impossible.
10) Give more than what I get (be it anything!)…I am trying hard now.

I have already done the 123 book tag so I am skipping it here. I tag the following people:

1) Sanket – Payback time buddy! 😉
2) Isd – My first international tag! pick it up buddy! 😀
3) Sujatha – haha…caught ya again!! :mrgreen:
4) Rahul – Just do it, but in your way! 😉

 
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Posted by on July 21, 2008 in Happens~2~me

 

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