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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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Now if a crow shits on me…

I was sitting in my box of a cubicle when she pinged me on the office communicator. And she started swearing at me right from the word go. Now what did I do? Well as far as I know, nothing except accept her damn request to add me on to her friends list. 😦

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It’s been almost a month since I’d asked her to stop talking to me, after she kind of became uneasy to be with. Problem with her was her unsatiable expectations. They never seemed to have an end. She thought of herself as this innocent angelic one from up above, who just wouldn’t bite even if I’d put my thumb into her mouth. Problem is, she still thinks so. After I told her to stay away from me…that is…not to mail/message/scrap/ping me (we did meet just once…thank god it was the last time!!)…she still kept mailing/messaging/scrapping/pinging me!! I took the advice and help of a female friend of mine to help her out with her thoughts/emotions/whatever, just cos I thought she would understand a female better than me. But, when my friend started cribbing to me about how the heroine troubled her, I thought it was now time to ask her to back off and stay away from me/us. Any sensible chick would have done so, but our heroine in this real-life-drama had nothing sensible in her. So I wrote a blog-post related to her a month ago, explaining about how angry I felt over her immature behaviour. She did read that one fine day, thankfully. And that day, she tried calling (I didn’t pick…) me 2-3 times and then left about 2-3 disturbing (for a normal person) text messages full of angelic swears on my cell. I read them, and deleted them in the same order as they had come in. I thought it was done and over. But things never go as I think, do they? Naaahh…

The next working day as I logged into my system in my ever-loony bay, I got her request to add me on to her list of contacts on the office communicator. Though surprised, I politely cancelled. The same thing repeated each morning on logging in, for the next 3 weeks. What I thought was – If I cancelled it each time, it would come up everytime I log in fresh into my system. How wrong was I? 😀

This Monday, as I was talking to another friend of mine, I happened to explain to her this situation and through her I got to know that a cancelled request does reappear again only and only if the requestor does sends the invite once-again manually, and not automatically due to my cancellation. So I told her that I would accept the request the next time it appeared on my screen. So on Tuesday morning as I logged in, the request re-appeared and I accepted it so that I would not have the trouble to cancel it every morning. And then I forgot about it. Totally. 

Today noon, as I was sitting in my box of a cubicle she pings me on the office communicator. She swears right from the word go. Now what did I do? Well as far as I know (and you now know, too), nothing except accept her damn request to add me on to her friends list.

She pinged on the communicator which said something like “Can’t you even understand simple English? I told you not to add me on to the communicator. Why did you add? I was not there at my seat and someone accepted your request and now the horrible part is that I cannot remove your name from my list.”

I laughed out loud (in the mind ofcourse) at what she wrote. The fact that someone accepted it on her behalf was first of all, funny…and that I was now like a virus/bug on her communicator list, was even more funny!! A simple click on the delete button can remove my name, if you want to that is!! YOU DUMB MORON!!! Just do it and don’t trouble the network support guys to take care of your stupidity!! 😀

I blocked her on the communicator (should have done it long back, I know), but she didn’t just let it go. Instead she copy-pasted the same contents in a mail and mailed it across to me.

I replied to her mail saying “I didn’t add you on or send you a request. Ask the person who accepted it as to why he/she did that!! If you don’t want to be in contact with me, then please do not reply to this mail! Stop bugging me like this.”

Now any sane gal would not have replied cos anyways she didn’t want me to talk to her. But our heroine, isn’t even in the close vicinity of sanity. Sheesh!! And as expected, she replied back with a comparitively longer swear. I don’t remember the contents as such, but the fact that she replied…said it all.

The funda here is that…when she swore at me in the messages, she didn’t get to see any reaction from my end as I didn’t bother to reply. So she kept stalking me online by sending requests to add me on. She knew that some day or the other, I would have to accept her request to stop her from bugging me. And I happened to do just that, not anticipating anything like this. She waited for three full days to go by, after I accepted her request to bombard at an unsuspecting me. My guess is that she wanted to see how I would react. The fact that I blocked her first on the communicator and then replied in 2-3 straight lines, pissed her even more. Hmmm…

Now if a crow shits on me, the maximum I would do is swear once at the crow and then just wipe the shit off me and walk away…and definitely not go chasing the crow to shit on it. Same logic applies with this insanity-personified heroine of my life. Hmmph!! 

Wish her a speedy recovery. Amen! 🙂

 
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Posted by on July 11, 2008 in About me, Happens~2~me

 

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Corporate life – of Anger, Peace and Friends!!

Recently I got pissed off (and I still am…lookz like will be) with a corporate friend whom I got to know just a few weeks ago. Why was that? What did happen? I certainly don’t have the reason to put down here as to why and how that happened with her. I don’t even have the reason as to how I can restore that faith when it comes to her regarding something as divine as friendship. Even now I feel that I gave it all to make things work out inspite of all the differences and difficulties that came in the name of adjustments. But she feels otherwise. And when the initial expectations from her end started giving rise to accusations and finger pointing, I just couldn’t handle the stuff any long. I had to end it, and end it soon. 

Basically I am a very down to earth, peace-loving animal. Yes I am just like that, but said and done I am still an animal. And animals get wild when it comes to 2 things – Anger & Hunger (all kinds! ;))!!
Until and unless the lid blows the so-called ‘limits of control’, I am peaceful and very patient. It would take special talent from the people on the other side to actual make me go wild and behave like an animal.
I believe more in giving rather than otherwise when it comes to friends and family, but I still do have my shortcomings. People sometimes tend to take my easy going, happy-go-lucky nature for granted. And that is exactly when they get to know the other side of me. The other side of me is something which even I don’t like very much. I have been taking pains to keep it under control as well as wraps and behave as normal as possible. Candidly, for the records I have been on the other side of my behaviour just about 3 times in the last 30 months which is infact very good if you ask me “How were you prior to those 30 months?”. And each time that it went out of control, it was just cos I was provoked.
But each time I have been lucky to have someone or the other to pull me back to my normal self. They have made me understand that anger gets on to you, only if you hold on to the thing that makes you angry. So it is better to let go of the things which or the people who make you angry. I do just that now-a-days, as I just let go of them. I thank those blessed souls, for being there for me, forever. 🙂

It was just the beginning of the year 2006. Those were my early days in corporate life and I had been fortunate to get a break into one of the most advanced and currently in-demand technology of SAP. My first project was for a prestigious client in the consumer goods sector and I had been in upbeat mood after getting to know the clientele and the lady manager I would be working for/under. But the one thing I didn’t know or rather hadn’t been exposed to was the politics that goes on within a team/project.
We were 3 freshers (first project for all of us) who were inducted into this project under a BeeTCH of a Team-Lead (TL). And apart from the manager there was one more gentleman by name, Jai who had close to about 12-13 years of industry and IT experience. Jai was one cool-headed person and more of a friend/guide/philosopher to the 3 of us, than a senior member of the team.
Before this TL had taken over, there was another foolish guy who was our TL and he was as efficient as owls are during the daytime. Me being a fresher had given him 45 mins of philosophical pep-talk on how to conduct himself, before he was branded inefficient-cum-useless and eventually chucked out of the team (he quit a year ago after getting bad ratings due to his pathetic performances).
Then came the Beetch…she was the kind who preferred to bark more than bite…and she proved the quote “Barking dogs seldom bite” just right. She just couldn’t bite. And she had not an iota of an idea that I was the biting kind who could even bark given a chance. This female had the heart to take all the credit (we had no problems when she did this) for the good performance that we guys put in and also had the guts to point fingers at us (We did have problems now) when something went wrong from her side. One not-so-good-evening (for her) it so happened that she blamed us for no fault of ours and that was about 3 months after she had taken over. My lid blew off and the other guys seemed relieved at this juncture, as if they had been waiting long enough for this to happen. I called her (through Jai ofcourse) to the conference room and gave her my piece of mind for over an hour during which I must say, she gave a good fight arguing the best way she possibly could. And all this happened in the presence of Jai. I was representing the guys and Jai was the mediator. The only advantage on my side being my capability to talk fluently in English!! 
After our showdown (which was halted by the formation of crocodile tears in the glands of the beetch), Jai gave a 60-40 verdict in our favour and we were satisfied by it, but not happy. She was asked to calm down (by Jai…whom didja think? :P) and sent out to get refreshed. It was then my turn to get a hearing from the cool-headed Jai. The best part was that he gave me my space to reason out the cause of my hyper behaviour. When we came out 20 mins later, I was a cool person with a smile on my face. Jai was instrumental in giving me some tips that is needed to survive the corporate pressures and work-life challenges. I am obliged to him for his timely advices. I have learnt to deal things a lot better and now I understand the way to be politically correct in a corporate world. DIPLOMACY is the word! 😀 
Btw, the beetch was released 4-5 months before the project culminated (and we guys went on to manage the show till the end) and she went on to screw-up a critical project next, the result of which she was asked to quit before she would be given the pink slip.

This time round it so happened that I got to know this lady through our internal corporate blogging platform. Seven weeks ago, I got a  mail from her letting me know how she liked the versatile topics I chose to write on and particularly the manner in which I wrote. I acknowledged that mail with my usual ever enthusiastic reply, not knowing that it could lead to more things to come. This reply of mine lead to more mail interactions which further led into exchange of cell phone numbers, friend-request on Orkut and daily chatting on the office communicator. I didn’t object her messaging me as well as calling me too. I called a few times too cos she said “You never call me, its only me who calls you!”. Now she liked to hear me talk (she said this to me, and I am not assuming). For people who don’t know me, I talk a lot but only when I have a topic or matter and time at my disposal. But this friend just wanted to listen to my talk whenever she was free, and irrespective of whether I was in office or in the loo. And when I said, “That’s it yaar…there’s nothing more for today”, she used to say in a low-n-sad tone “So you don’t wanna talk to me? Why are you so silent these days?” and that too in the 68th minute of the call (damn the free CUG)!!
I even met her 2 weeks ago at her request (had to hear her say “so you don’t wanna meet me eh?” quite a few times before that, when I postponed the meet due to my other commitments) and that was the last day we ever talked in peace. For some unknown reason she preferred to keep silent for the next 2 days (she had done the same some 3-4 weeks back when she told me that she preferred 5 days of sheer silence and that I could call/message her if I want to (and that I did not)…again for reasons best known to her….she called it ‘drawing the line’; the line which I had never seen before or after the silence and it doesn’t make sense even now as I write this!) only to get back with “Why didn’t you tell me about your promotion?”….Now what was she trying to do here? When asked why, she went on give me reasons like “I didn’t like what you have put on your Orkut profile…it shows you have got this attitude”, “What’s that note on your communicator…I don’t like it”…It had just blown my fuse all over again.
What is her problem in me writing anything on my Orkut profile or the communicator note? If she didn’t like it, she should have stopped visiting my orkut page every hour and even stopped pinging me on the communicator every alternate minute asking me what I was up to! You are FIRED!! Gimme a BREAK!!!
I just didn’t want to adjust that day. I didn’t want my day to be spoiled by such immature behaviour of this gal that I preffered to let go of her rather than get angry or swear at her for reasons best known to her. It just didn’t make any sense at all to do all that, and letting go of her was the best thing I could do and think of at that moment. And I did just that by remaining silent though she tried out various methods and means to reach me – inspite of my innumerable requests not to do so. I told her not to call or message me anymore though she did just that, that whole day trying to understand the mess she had got herself into. By the way she had behaved that evening, I was sure that if I had said something in anger she wouldn’t have been able to cope with it. So it was best for me to let her go just like that. I was just not worth to be her friend. I am putting my papers down with respect to you and moving on, so should you (in case you read this and understand that I am talking about you…this is not a fictional story at all!! Hmmph!!)!!!  
All this while I was helped by my good buddy DJ to keep me calm and not to over react inspite of the things that seemed to be clearly going the wrong way!! I am obliged to her for bearing me all the while and being ever ready to listen to all the rubbish happenning in my life at this juncture. “Friends are like dustbins…where you can dump all your good and bad feelings/thoughts” is something which DJ now helps me in seeing some sense into (by dustbin, not in the literal sense, dumbos!!). Thank you buddy! 😀

All said and done, life takes us on a roller-coaster ride…how we hold on to it without falling is all that matters!! And in the friends and well-wishers like the Jai’s and DJs, it seems like they are the only sensible coolants in my otherwise nonsensical LIFE!! 😀

 
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Posted by on June 16, 2008 in About me, Happens~2~me

 

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Promotion…Loads of happiness with a cloud of gloom!! Hmmm…

Tuesday noon, as I was busy in my cubicle with my head rested on my folded arms…my ever alert ancient OS wala PC beeped the arrival of a new mail. The PC when compared to the high tech configurations of today, is loaded with ancient Operating System (Windows Server 2000) and age old softwares which not only meets my client requirements/satisfaction but also puts me to sleep!! 😦
Anyways…the mail alert (which is at full throttle, as that is what keep me in pace with checking and reading forwards) made me slowly lift my head a little to peep at the right corner of my monitor.

“Congrats” said the visible display on the alert before it faded mysteriously!! Now the curious nerve in me made me…lift my head, unfold my arms, sit up straight on my chair, make the hands grab the mouse, open the Outlook window from the task bar and click on the “Congrats” mail…all in one damn unnoticed instant. The mail was from my senior manager and since his sending me congratulatory mails rarely happens, I was astonished. I quickly double clicked on the mail and reading the first line left me shivering and cold…with happiness and joy. Such emotions I rarely remember because “unexpected good things” rarely happen to me. The first liner said, “Hearty congratulations on your promotion” and I remember having checked the sender and receiver address twice too to confirm if it was indeed directed to me or had come into my inbox for someone else! 😉 I just sat back and poked (I was shocked to even utter a word out) my fingers on my teammate’s back and only when he shook hands and congratulated me, did I get back to senses! 😀

I then pinged my sweet buddy DJ “Can you meet me now?” on the office communicator. She was in a different world altogether and replied something which now I don’t remember.
“Can you meet me now?” I pinged again.
“Yeah sure, where?” she replied, now synchronous to my request!
“Pantry, 2nd floor?” I said.
“Okies.” she said as I watched her status change to yellow.

I locked my system with the mail just open. I had not yet read beyond the first line. I needed to run away from the now AC cold cubicle and from the shivering cold chair of mine. I just wanted to get out of there. All out of happiness, which I didn’t know just how to enjoy or celebrate.
By the time I reached the second floor pantry from my first floor cubicle, DJ was already there waiting with her ever-green smile on the face; asking me “WHAT??”
“Wish me” I said as I grabbed her hands.
“What? Kya hua re?”, she said with a bigger smile and in an excited motherly tone. 😛
“Wish me, I got promoted” I said, with I don’t know what kind of over-excited weird expression on my face.
“Hey congrats” was all that I allowed her to speak before I interrupted with my non-stop flow of emotions. I don’t even remember what all I spoke. But I remembered telling her that I had to call my parents, grandma, sister and a few of my friends (who came to mind instantly) and let them know.

So first I called up mom and when she picked she was busy at her office, but when I told her she was happy and said congrats before starting on with “I told you na ki your shani kaalam is coming to an end in September…it’s showing its good effects now at the end.” The 7 and half year Shani kaalam gets credit for my promotion here. Well I didn’t seek credit in the first place either! 😉 And is the Shani Kaalam something like the hindi movies, where the ending is always good! 😛 And before keeping down the phone with a “thanks for your wishes”, I asked her to tell dad to call me up now (his cell had conked, so I had no other choice!)!

I waited for exactly 81 seconds before dad called up and even before a hello, he asked “What happened? Is everything ok?”. Now parents are just like this. Whenever kids (or anyone for that matter…but more reaction if its the kids) call at off timings, it is definitely considered to be some bad news awaiting for them to hear. “Nothing like that. Everything is good. I got promoted dad.” I said and then he went non-stop with his wishes and being the good son that I am, listened to all his how-to-be-even-more-good-at-work advice with a smile! 🙂

Next it was my sister’s turn. I thought she would be sleeping in her hostel (exam holidays now…meant for taking rest, I understand cos I did just that!) at this hour. 2:15 pm was the time I called her and as expected she was woken up from her sleep by my call.
“What is it re?” she asked me in Konkani, my mother tongue and when that is asked that way, it sounds like a rude/irritated question.
“You were sleeping?” I asked, yes an unnecessary stupid question when I had sensed that she was woken up by my call.
“What do you think?” she asked, just in a way that I deserved for that stupid question I asked.
“Err…ok…Hey I got promoted, did you hear that?” I asked, skeptically.
“Hey wow…Congos…how?” she asked. 🙄
I think she meant to meant ‘how much’ regarding the revision in package and not ‘how’ as in how come of all people I got promoted. Hmmph!
College students use SMS lingo even when they speak so I guess just as ‘Congos’ is for ‘Congratulations’ so is ‘how’ for ‘how much’ and nothing else. 😛

Next I called another dear friend of mine, Moto. She screamed at the top of her voice, when I informed the news. I didn’t know how to react so I waited for her to get back to normal. She said “Wow, Congrats man” about 3-4 times before getting down to the usual ritual among friends asking the dreaded question (for the one who’s at the receiving end), “So when are you treating me?”.
“Sometime soon…we’ll decide” is all that I was able to quickly think and reply. Not that I mind giving treats, but don’t ask me to plan treats! I dread at that thought! 😀

Another call was made to a “filmi” friend of mine. We love to share hindi movie dialogues and shayaris on mail, communicator, msgs, everywhere that I have no doubts that she became my friend on a friday! 😛 I had never called her on the cell and since my cell was not connecting, I called her from DJ ka cell.
“Hello” said the sweet voice from a distant office, the building of which was clearly visible from the pantry window where me and DJ were now standing looking out.
“Hey Sreeram here. Guess what, I got promoted” I excitedly said.
“Hey hi Sree…wow! Thats wonderful news!” she said before the ritual, “So when are you treat……” beeeeeeeeep….the call got cut.
My phone rang and it was she calling me now. “The call got cut as there’s not much network here…So when are you treating me?” she asked without forgetting inspite of the network problem. Man!! 😀
“Sometime soon…we’ll decide” I said again just like copy-pasting the contents out of a template that I use to send mails to the client fellas and ending the phone calls after a series of PJs! 😛

It had been a long time since I had come out of the bay, so we decided to get back to our cubicles! On reaching there, I got to know that all guys from my passing year had made it to the next level. Great Relief! 😀 If one had missed, it would be like drinking hot water when thirsty. All were busy planning which hotel to go for the 11 treats. 11 of us had got promoted and they didn’t want combined treats. “Do you share you salary to share the hotel bill?” was asked the moment I asked “Treat? me and who will be…?”!! Phew…said and done.

I logged in to my system to now read that mail completely. I was relieved to see that it was directed to me and me only! 😛

“Time for some KT” said a voice from behind. My manager was standing and by his look it seemed like he and the entire team had been waiting for me to get back from my extended-break!.
“Sir, I got promoted” I said and suprisingly his expression changed.
“You too? what man, if everyone gets promoted….” he stopped it right at that…not that we worked otherwise, but it is understood that ppl work less as they move up the ladder and who better than the manager to ask us that!! 😀

Then I was in for KT for the next 75 minutes. Apart from understanding (trying to rather..) what was being said and done, I was making a mental note of whom all I should let know about my climb. Once out, I msgd all those whom I was in constant touch with over msgs. Replies started pouring in from my roommates, college-mates and colleagues from different locations. I called a few of them in return, the one’s with whom I am normally myself. And then the usual requests of treats and bums followed. Never ending isn’t it? I thought to myself.

In the evening after I packed my bags…err….I mean after I logged out of my PC and the cubicle I went to the parking lot to make a few more calls. These were people who were close to me since the time I came into this world…ok ok…landed on this earth!! 😛
First in line was my aunt (one of my mom’s twin sisters) in Mumbai…I big-time practice flirting with her as she did till she got married. When I told her about this, “Ah congrats…what a news you have given?”
“Thanks” I replied.
“So now you are eligible…can I search?” she tickled.
“Ah common…don’t spoil my day by asking that…ofcourse search!” I tickled back! 😛
“Shameless fellow…wait I’ll tell you mom…don’t even know what and how to talk to elders” she poked lovingly.
“When you call mom, tell her my choices…you know na?” I tickled a little more.
“Shut up and concentrate on your work…” she laughed.
“Ya okies…will call some other time…bye” I signed off.

Next was the turn of the other twin who just shifted to Gurgaon.
“Hello…good news” I kick started.
“Ya don’t tell me that my leaving Bangalore is so good a news for you” this serious twin said to me in a serious note.
“Ah nah….Good news is that I got promoted today” I consoled.
“Wow…Congrats…so party when you come to Gurgaon” she smiled. I think.
“Sure…why not!! But sad thing is that it had to happen after you moved out of Bangalore” I pinched.
“Hmmm…ya…now don’t spoil my just rejuvanated mood, enjoy your day!” she said and disconnected the call to get back to continue unpacking. I think.

Next in line was my dad’s sister. I had stayed with her when my parents travelled like nomads to keep up with their transferrable bank jobs.
“Hello…its me Sreeram…I have a good news to share” I told her…this was a call after last December so I was skeptical…and I had missed wishing her on the wedding anniversary 6 days ago, so was scared too.
“Tell me…good news is welcome any day!” she said with a light laugh.
“I got promoted today” I said relieved at her being so light-hearted.
“Wow…great congrats…talk to Bhavaji” she said and handed over the phone to Bhavaji. Bhavaji is a Konkani word for one’s dad’s sister’s husband. In English, even he is called an Uncle.
“Hello Bhavaji, I got promoted” I repeated again.
“Congrats…may god bless you. So was this test based or performance based?” asked the retired Deputy General Manager (DGM) of Canara Bank.
“Its performance based. We don’t have test based as in banks” I said being happy at answering a technical question correctly. 😀
“Great…that took you 3 years? or how is it?” the ex-DGM was now getting serious and I had to pump myself up for the one-on-one telephonic interview. And I was unprepared for it too! Phew!!
“30 months this month end and I am the fastest compared to the rest who got along with me. The rest are like 34 months and plus.” I said trying to uplift his spirits.
But the old young man didn’t give up. He went on with a few more googlies and bouncers which at the end I felt that I tackled them well. Pretty well rather. Hmmmph!!

One more call to be made, said the tired-from-questions mind. This was my uncle (mom’s elder brother) who resides in the kingdom of Saudi Arabia. I called him up and spoke to him for a good 20 mins first informing him of my promotion, which later on moved on to various topics like family and friends as it always happens when I talk to him. Sometimes when I call him up and when he calls me up (which is most the case) we forget to talk about the reason-to-call, but straightly head to talk philosophy! 😛 So this time, before we kick started anything other topic, I told him the reason I called for. And then went on to talk about the other thing in life…LIFE itself!! 😀

I was tired of walking in the parking lot…so decided to go home and see who all I should call or message.

Then on reaching home, I called up 3 of my very good college friends. I talked to her for 20 mins. Him for 6 minutes and another him for 5 mins. Its surprising how I end up talking to HER for that long just when I have to say “I got promotion” and exchange pleasantries! Phew…mystery unsolvable! 😉

Then when I was about to hit the bed on my THE day, I thought of checking orkut. And there was a scrap from my Mumbai aunt. The scrap read “When I was telling about your promotion to my husband, Prerna overheard it and asked – Now is he earning in crores? – uske mooh mein shakkar daalo…hehe”. Prerna was the 11 yr old younger daughter of my Mumbai aunt and ya my cute little cousin! 🙂
I laughed within myself to the core. The innocence with which Prerna asked that question could bankrupt my company! 😉

Overall it was a good day for me in personal…but the atmosphere was a little cloudy at home and within my friends circle too. My roommates who had joined with me were disappointed as they didn’t make it this time round (of course due to politics within their huge team) and were sulking all time. UNDERSTANDABLE when they had EXPECTED. Also a few of my friends who didn’t make it, now seem to be busy…busy floating their resumes through different job websites and as well as through referrers.

Praying for their good times to come. Hmmm…

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P.S: I realize that this was one hell of a long post. Apologies. But it was one heaven of a day!! 😀

 
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Posted by on June 14, 2008 in About me, Happens~2~me

 

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