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The One…

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Posted by on May 13, 2009 in poetry

 

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A deadlock – that they call LOVE…!

I was in love with her….she was in love with me…but we were not in love with eachother! It was a very difficult time for all the three of us. It was more difficult for me, as those two gals were best of friends. I had no one to share my views or pain with…I loved her, she loved me but I was still all alone.

Sonali and Janet were my friends since a long time…Sonali was my neighbour since the time I moved into this flat 14 years ago…and Janet was her classmate since the time she started going to school…!! So I knew Janet almost for the same time, maybe a few hours less.

Coming to the point…
I loved Sonali like nuts…she was lovely but assorted when it came to her moods. She seemed to love Monu more than me. Innumerable times, have I wished that I could bark too…like her “cute and adorable” yet irritating pomeranian Monu. May be then she would have loved me! Hmmm… Her mom Sakshi loved me more, probably as she didn’t have a male child…or may be I was cute and lovable! 😉 Her dad Rajesh loved me too…when I wasn’t around his wife or daughter in his own flat. Men express love in their own passionate manner, I must add.
I was so much obsessed with Sonali those days that for every single/small thing I needed to know, I used to run to her…like for instance, 12 years ago one fine night around 11pm I sneezed 3 times in succession…So I ran down the stairs to her flat, rang the bell, Rajesh uncle opened (but who cared) the door, I ran straight to her bedroom…and asked her if she had remembered me…just to confirm if she was the reason behind my 3 sneezes! I knew something (kuch kuch) was happening, but didn’t know what….and maybe didn’t know why!
But looking back, those were the best days of my life…summer of ’95!

Janet loved nuts. She loved me too…But she never told me….I got to know of this, just a few days ago but now it is too late. She would never have loved me, had she not come to Sonali’s house, or had I not been a frequent pain to Rajesh uncle!! 😀
Since they both went to an all-girls school, I guess Janet fell for me…I am saying this cos, if I was a girl myself I would never had loved my self!! Now looking back, I can say Janet was as lovely as Sonali…but I had been blinded due to my own obsession for Sonali…!! Maybe those few hours less, made all the difference…I can never get to know…!!
I got to know about Janet’s love for me, from none other than Sonali…in whom she used to confess. Janet never told me, not even until her last breath…but she did make sure to let me know of her selfless love through my selfless love. Ah! What an unbearable pain!!  😦

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Now looking back, I’m wondering as to where did things go wrong!!
Why did I love Sonali? Well…I fell in love with Sonali maybe for the reason that she was the only gal of my age in that building block…maybe for the reason that she took real good care of my little sister who was her junior in school…may be for the reason that her mom loved me…may be for the reason that I wanted to irritate her dad…maybe for the reason that something (kuch kuch) happened within me when I was around her…or just maybe for the only reason that was love.
This might have been the very reason why I wasn’t able to love Janet back…in the way she had loved me…hmm…

Now why didn’t Sonali love me? Well…maybe for the reason that she didn’t miss me enough as I was always around…may be for the reason that I was so very much within reach that I was taken for granted…maybe for the reason that she loved her dog more…maybe for the reason that Janet had confessed her love for me to her…maybe for the reason that she valued her friendship more….maybe for the reason that she didn’t want to hurt Rajesh uncle more…or just maybe for the reason that she didn’t love me at all!

Why did Janet love me? Well…maybe for the reason that I was the only guy her age she knew…maybe for the reason that she saw how passionately in love I was with Sonali…maybe for the reason that I was always around…maybe for the reason that she knew Sonali was just a friend to me…or just maybe for the only reason that it was me!

Finally as of today…
She is in love with me…I am in love with her…But we are still not in love with eachother…It is a very difficult situation for all the three of us. Sonali was too late to confess her love for me…I was indeed very late to love Janet back…and Janet was herself anyways “late”! RIP! Hmmmmmm….

 
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Posted by on March 21, 2009 in Thoughts

 

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[Scene-2]~ Of IT, recession, exploitation, BPO and threat!

This had to happen…
The protests in Kolkata supported by people (affected by it or not) all over India, has shown results.
The company which had asked freshers to join their BPO wing as the only option, backtracked its stance before its reputation was dug deep and buried. For an MNC, nothing matters more than its name and reputation in the market. And this is something that other MNCs should not imitate, unless they want to dig their own grave!

This very company mailed back all those freshers who had received the previous mailer, with this one sometime in the last 48 hours.

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Greetings from XYZ,

This is an addendum to our earlier communication dated November 25, 2008.

You have the choice of exercising the immediate option to join our BPO division in a technical support role.

o This option provides you with an early date of joining XYZ

o The total annual compensation package given in offer letter of IT services remains unchanged

o Your experience in our BPO division will be considered relevant and treated as continuous service for your movement to the IT services division

o You will be considered for movement to IT services division based on actual demand – however this will be not later than 18 months.

Should you choose not to exercise the BPO option, our original offer for the IT services division holds good and remains unchanged. We will communicate appropriate joining date to you based on the business scenario and actual demand.

We request you to exercise this option before December 5, 2008 6.00PM. Instructions for this are given below. On your acceptance to join, you will be contacted by our representative through landline or mobile for a brief discussion for certain verifications. We request you to be prepared to attend this call without fail. In case if there is a change in your landline or mobile numbers please update/intimate the same in the website at new landline phone no. and mobile no…..
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Well…this is much better a choice than the previous one for the recruited freshers.
Game played now, but not well…The ball still is in XYZ’s court!! Cos if one reads the mailer carefully, there’s still a catch.
The fresher who accepts this offer and joins the BPO wing gets top priority to join the Technologies compared to the one who rejects…but as they say it would take a maximum of 18 months…
1) Doesn’t this mean that the ones who will reject this option, would now have to wait for 18 months or more to join??
2) Won’t the guys who joined the BPO wing create a hulla if the others get to join the Technology before they do??
3) Also won’t the current BPO employees – who have say 1+ year experience – demand for more pay when these freshers get what they have been offered???

Time will tell…but as of now, Kudos to those guys who stood for their brethren in Kolkata. 😀

 
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Posted by on December 1, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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Of IT, recession, exploitation, BPO and threat! sigh..

Well…as you all know it is recession times indeed…and every optimist would say…this is the time to raise from the dead, to cash in on the low economy, to test your basic strategies…but its also that time, which can be misused in the name of cost cutting, strategy change, innovative employment, et al.
This is the time where pink slips are being distributed as if it were Diwali bonus or something…But this is also the time when in IT companies, freshers (people without experience) are being exploited as they have no other option but to oblige.

Check out the mail below which a leading IT service company has sent to its future employees who were campus recruited in regions like West Bengal, Andhra Pradesh and the North Eastern states.
PS: I will not name the company…mainly cos either you know the name or rather will get to know as you read.

The letter dated 25th Nov. 2008 is as below (unedited except for the name)! 😉
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Dear XXXXXX

Greetings from XYZ,

Having completed the academic chapter of your career, we trust you are gearing up to face the exciting challenges of corporate life and waiting for a joining communiqué from us.

You would be aware of the current economic environment across all industries including IT industry. IT analysts and experts claim that this scenario is likely to prevail for a while. We are aware that you
have been eagerly looking forward to join XYZ. We have looked at various options to absorb you without much delay, and as part of that we are glad to invite you to join our BPO division at Kolkata. The
date of joining will be intimated to you shortly. You will work in BPO division for a period of 12 to 18 months after which you can be moved to other divisions
of XYZ Technologies.

While you are at the threshold of a stable career in a reputed firm, there are few facts that we would like to share with you about our BPO division for you to make a right decision.

· XYZ BPO is the largest integrated 3rd party IT BPO player in India .

· Amongst the top 3 offshore BPO service providers in the world.

· One of the fastest growing divisions within XYZ Limited.

· Specialists in delivering process specific solutions in areas like Technical helpdesk, F&A, procurement, HR services, Loyalty services and knowledge services.

· You would be part of the technical process group where in the nature of work would be of a technical helpdesk engineer responsible for providing technical solutions to customers calling from across the globe. You are expected to work in different shifts (within 24hrs * 7days).

If you decline this offer or do not respond, it will be deemed as you are not interested in taking the employment offer with XYZ and the previous offer given to you will stand cancelled.

Best wishes and looking forward to having you with us soon.

Regards,

Campus Recruitment Team
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Asking to join a BPO??? WTF…

Pay is unchanged I heard, but you’ll know only after you join…

BTW, why should the bond period of 15 months be agreed upon for a BPO…you can instead join any other BPO without or with a lesser bond period (and without paying upfront)!

“Can be moved to”…is a dangerous corporate term, my friends….its not as simple as it may seem when you read. It would be synonymous to “Let’s see later about that…” 12-18 months after you join.

And believe me, these 12-18 months of anticipation for a move to the technologies would be the worst period if you are a technically inclined person. And it would by all means lead to depression if things don’t go the way you have been anticipating after those 12-18 months…have seen this happen, so beware…

//(within 24hrs * 7days)// What does this mean??? Sickos…

“If you decline this offer or do not respond…..” – this shows how they are exploiting the freshers by threatening them – jump into fire or no food situation- and hence exploiting the situation.

I would say, before any of you freshers respond to this – do APPLY your THOUGHTS!! 🙂

More on this OVER HERE…and don’t forget to read the comments over there, could help u make a decision! 🙂

 
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Posted by on November 28, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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Teri yaad…

Tu meri mohabbat, tu meri hi chaahat…
Tumhe mein mehsoos karu, aur teri muskurahat…
Kyun gayi tum mujhe chodke yaar, itne dino baad…
Main kya karu, sataaye teri yaad…

Har sunsaan gali, har samandar ke kinare…
Doondtha hoon tujhe, tere yaadon ke sahaare…
Jaane kyun tum mujhe yaad aati hey…
Saaya banke kyun mann ko sataati hey…

Chehre pe thi jo hasi, jaane kahan woh gayi…
Shaayad tum apne saath usko churaa legayi…
Jin aankhon se tum mujhe cheda karti thi…
Kyun achanak se woh palkhen bandh kar gayi…

Jaana hi tha toh mujhe bhi le chalti apne saath…
Tumhaare bina kat tha nahi din, naa kat thi hey raath…
Kyun gayi tum mujhe chodke yaar, itne dino baad…
Main kya karu, sataaye teri yaad…

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You are my love, you are my desire…
I feel you, as well as your smile…
Why did you leave me and go, after so many days…
What do I do, your memories do pain…

Every deserted road, every ocean shore…
I search for you, with the help of your memories…
I wonder why I remember you…
Why as a shadow you tickle my mind…

The smile on my face, I wonder where it disappeared…
May be you stole and took it along with you…
Those eyes from which you used to tease me…
Why did you have to close those eyelids and go…

If you had to go, you could have taken me with you…
Without you, days and nights do not pass…
Why did you leave me and go, after so many days…
What do I do, your memories do pain…

 
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Posted by on November 24, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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LIFE…and its tit-bits!! ;)

With so many little things happening around, I feel sorry for life…cos it never gets a chance to take rest! Sigh! But I know, its not complaining…only humans like all you guys (I don’t even dare to count myself) got all the rights to crib…ok, I crib too…Ah! That makes me feel so mortal…hehe…

A few ‘tit’bits that now come to mind, as I go about leading my life…

1) I am a Barack Obama supporter…dunno why…he doesn’t even have a hot vice-presidential candidate by his side, I know…but it proves that am no racist…wait a minute, am no white either. One strong reason may be, Barack reminds me of Arrack – the local toddy – which I never have had nor will have! Sheesh, who wants to try something that looks and smells like phenyl mixed in water?!!
Latest way of showing my support to Obama was me replacing my (over) usage of OMG! by OBM…which goes – Oh! Bah! Mah! – Believe me, he’s worth those exclamations!! 😉

2) It’s been a few years since I have turned major (in age only) and have got my rights to vote…I see these ‘Jaago re’ Ads these days, which reminds me that I haven’t voted for nuts…exactly…who would want to vote these nuts?? I vote for one today and before I get back home I get to know of another election in the waiting! In India, I feel exercising one’s vote is more of an addiction than a duty. And let me for now say, I am away from addictions!! 😉

3) Anil Kumble announced his retirement today at the end of the third test against Australia. To the tall leg spinner from my hometown, who never spun the ball…SALUTES! 🙂

4) Now what does the word ‘pervert’ mean? Is doing something which is natural, “being pervert”? For instance, if I look/talk/stare/compare/describe/ogle/drool/mentally-measure (at) a gal who is passing by…makes me a pervert…sheesh…and if I do the same thing when a guy passes by, does it make me a saint?? All said, I love being (and called) pervert!! 😀

5) Food for thought: We need to replace the BULL in front of our BSE (Bombay Stock Exchange) with a mannequin of at-least a semi-nude dudette if not a completely nude one (against our Indian culture, if you remember)…even an Eeesha Deeeool one would do….we somehow got to stop the meter from “going down” as and when the SenSex trades. 😛

6) I have been reading this book…like for months now…its interesting and all, but I’m not getting the right mood (err…) to concentrate and read! Went to a friend’s house and asked her to lend me ‘Atlas Shrugged” by Ayn Rand…She said, “I bet you’ll take a year to finish that one…”…and looking at the 500+ page book with miniature fonts, I affirmatively nodded before uttering “small fonts will put more pressure on my eyes, so sometime later”! Not a valid reason I know, but nevertheless.

7) The most common thing we friends buy as gift for a birthday is a book and how do we select the book? Well…say for instance I have to gift someone close, a book…Then…I think of the book which I have planned to read in the near future…and Bingo!! I get it packed and gift it to the friend and while doing so, I reserve it in advance with a “once you are done reading, let me know…”!! And believe me; my friends have exactly the same mindset…F.R.I.E.N.D.S after all…the result of this – well – All your favorite books are owned by your friend and vice versa!! 😀

8) My Motorola Razr V8 turns ONE tomorrow…No major celebrations have been planned…just a plain simple wish, and thats it!! The last time my cell phone turned ONE was tomorrow, last yr. I was in the same jubilant mood as I’ll be tomorrow and in the process happened to toss my Sony Erickson K700i in such a manner and direction that it landed straight in my restroom bucket, which was full to the brim!! Pollllppppp…it drowned to hit the plastic bottom…and was declared dead on arrival at the nearest service station. It looked so fresh and good post death that it was proved to be worth 2500 bucks during exchange. May it rest in peace! 🙂

9) Too many cooks spoil the broth, said someone…and it’s being proved right at my flat…We are 4 of us, and we come together from 4 different ways of life…one a typical Tamilian, one a typical Kannadiga, one a typical Muslim and one a very typical alien, ME!! If one of us cooks, the rest eat without complaining…they think ‘oh this is how he and family like their food to be’! If more than one of us get together to cook, it gets to the crap and loads of cribbing happens…one finds the salt less, two finds the spice more while the third fella declares to take over the kitchen next!!

10) I am done with all that I had in mind…but somehow the mind said, ‘Stopping at 9? You gotta be kidding me!’. It made me think for a while, as to what else can I put up here that has touched me so much…Then it stuck…I’ll tell you about my latest addiction…no, not sighting gals…not beer too…common, those are now hobbies…My latest addiction has been watching err…no…not THAT either…it’s been watching “How I met your Mother?”…it was Prison Break and Heroes prior to this…but the latest one has made me behave like Barney, the loon, fall in love with Robin, the hot news reporter and follow the life of Ted Mosby, the architect. Hope one day, I’ll be able to tell my kids…how I met their mother! 😉

So my friends, till life continues to play on…I will write on…waiting for more to happen…till then, Alvida!! 🙂

 
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Posted by on November 3, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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Rants of a Vegetarian Butcher!! ;)

Mind had been blank for the last couple of days and hence I was finding it difficult to write or compose something down just for the mere lack of ideas…thought I will pick some tag that’s lying in many of the blogs that I religiously follow but then life plays this trick on you wherein you like it or not, it ends up giving you something to write about…

 

Well..

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1) Of late, thanks to the inflation we guys have started to cook dinner at home…yippee! Homely food so you may think…but no…It’s just food (edible of course) cooked at home…we have managed to learn and decently cook about 5-6 dishes, apart from the variety of rice items that we can make. But still the homely food that any of our mom’s would cook is far far better than our food cooked at home…one thing our food does to us, is controls our weight (we use minimal oil) as well as the disappearance of the few remaining coins in our pockets!! 😉

 

I basically end up doing all the vegetable chopping…ya am the “vegetarian butcher”…and due to over exposure to the brutality of chopping the vegetables, my eyes have either lost their sensitivity or have become terribly confused. For instance, I was butchering the onions and my eyes act perfectly fine…and after the onions were done with, it was the turn of the potatoes…what do my eyes do now?? They get over sensitive, over burdened, over loaded and cry…yes, the tears of a ‘vegetarian butcher’s joy’!!! phew! 😀

 

Cooking tip: Look into the eyes of the onion as you chop…it wont make you weep!! You peep, you weep!! 😛

 

2) Yesterday late night, around 12:30 I was busy watching a movie called “Dirty Deeds” (no…no…no…it’s not that kinda movie…pls :P) with the lights on (see I told you, it’s not that kinda reel) and what do I get to see (not on the screen)…Jerry…yes a mouse, a rodent…running happily on the floor of my bedroom…Now since I was one brave soul, I didn’t yell my guts out…I just ran out of my room to inform roomy #1 who was sitting in the hall, surfing…the hot news made him climb up his chair asking me “Where? Where??…How big? How many??”

 

His immediate action made me ignore him and knock on the bedroom door of my other 2 roommates…they were thankfully awake and didn’t cry foul…Roomy #2 joined #1 on the chair…but roomy #3 was one brave soul who immediately came with a broom in hand (I still feel like he slept with a broom in hand…if not, where the hell did he get it from?) asking the same “Where? Where?? How big? How many??” as if he was going on a hunt! 😛

#1 and #3 were so alike, yet miles apart…

Commander #3 and myself entered my room with a broom each in hand and ready for the kill…but I guess our Jerry had got enough time to escape from us, the Toms…He lives to see another day…probably more…

 

PJ time: What will Tom be called if he keeps looking here and there for Jerry?? – A peeping Tom!! :mrgreen:

 

3) Today evening as I reached home from office past 8pm and closed the door behind me, I heard a knock. I opened to find my high and dry (not drunk, but definitely dry) house owner in front of my eyes…Being terrified, I said something which I should not have said…I said, “Come in, pls have a seat sir”!! OMG!!

 

He royally comes in and sits…just like an elephant does in a circus, on command from its ring-master. Only difference is that this dude of the 60’s doesn’t have a trunk, and ya a tail. Rest all are the same…big ears, protruding teeth, big bu*t and an indifferently big mouth!!

All his features are don’t matter much…The only and most annoying thing he does is talk with no fullstop, ask questions non-stop and park his base for an indefinite timing.

 

He tells me that he came cos it was raining outside…I didn’t know where outside, as outside my window it wasn’t raining for nuts! Hmm…my bad day I assumed. Nah! I was sure!! 😦

He starts off with a “Why is the stock market falling, when the tomato prices are rising?”

The best thing about him is that, he needs an answer to his questions…right or wrong, is never a concern. Initially I used to struggle to think of answers…but one day he himself gave me a clue by saying “Say something son”!!

I answered him with a “Tomato prices are rising cos the fuel prices have gone up…and stocks fall when crude oil prices increase”…am not sure even now if I am right…but he was ok with it!! 😀

 

I am meeting him today for like the 9th time in my 9th month in this house…and today he asked me my name, for the 9th time…then asked me my cell number…ya for the 9th time…the company I work for, yes 9th time again!!

But I have learnt the game…the hard way of course, but learnt nevertheless…

I asked about his daughter (“and sir, u said her name is??”) for the 9th time…I know he hated when I asked that, for the 9th time…I asked him about his son’s bank profile…9th time of course…got to know it’s the 2nd largest bank in the world for the 9th time…but I doubt…again for the 9th time…phew, and the show will continue I guess…hehe

 

Finally after about 2 hours…of which he brainwashed me for close to 90 minutes…he watched TV for 15 minutes…and also read the newspaper for 15 minutes before asking me “Can I take your leave??”…I was like “What? Now what does he want to take away?”…He understood that I didn’t get it, and so clarifies with a “Shall I leave??” and I smile big time with “Ofcourse, ya ya…pls”…and the mammoth disappears!! 😀

 

Food for thought: Life makes us experience all that we don’t ask for…yet we crave for something we don’t have…Hmmm…

 
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Posted by on October 22, 2008 in Happens~2~me

 

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[Storytime]~Unparalyzed love! :)

 

I saw her reflection in the mirror as I played around, waiting for her to respond with a smile. She seemed to be someone who was all on her own, with the confidence speaking through her eyes and the passion resonating through her voice. It was the first time I had ever met her. What came to my mind as I looked at her that day? Well…just…Beautiful.

30 years it has been since we ‘first’ got married, and it seems like all this had happened just yesterday.

 

I remember the day when our eyes had first met…Violins, Guitars and even Tablas played around us…it was that magical a moment. Yes, we both were inside this music-learning academy near her place and it happened right in-between a song she was singing and well me, stringing.  We were rehearsing a song for a charity show and at one point of time, it just clicked. I don’t know how and why, but I believe we hit the right notes! It was love at first song. 😉

 

I used to frequent that academy during weekends to learn the nuances of the Guitar strings, in my attempt to break away from the otherwise freaky-geeky life. Smriti worked as a full time wedding planner while at the academy she was in to pursue her other passion, singing.

 

Subsequently, we began to see each other and during these pre-marital days we got to know the most about one another like the common interests we indulged in, the dreams we dreamt, the passions we possessed and in the process, we fell in love each time all over again…and again. We got married, of course with the consent of our parents (how? that’s a long story altogether) and sailed about in our journey together as husband and wife, but more of as a friend and guide to each other.

 

In-spite of our busy work schedules and out of hometown assignments, we made sure we were just one call away. At the end of every busy day, we had our own tales to share as we took into each-others arms for our daily share of warm hugs…Well, I mostly cribbed but Smriti listened to me, as if I’d said something new from the previous night. But I guess she was fascinated with the artificial world of bugs, flow-charts, conference meetings and crappy office politics. Whereas on the other hand, I simply loved to listen to her work experiences…of the weddings she managed, of the interesting men and women she got to meet, of the ever tasty wedding cake, of basically everything humanely happy and happening.

In the fifth year of our marriage, we had our only kid…a daughter. Knowing my taste and me in names, Smriti was quick in christening her as Diya – the light in our lives. Diya was a cute and lively kid, right from her birth and she brought in us a feeling of responsibility that we had not sensed in all the years we had been together. Diya made us come together all over again in love, as parents.

 

Times’ moved on, and moved on real fast…That day was our 25th wedding anniversary and we were all pepped up…and how were we then? Well…The growth on my scalp had all withered off, leaving it all plain and smooth…The digital weighing scale projected that I was now over-weight compared to then…such a liar…Smriti did have that motherly look on her face…she had now graduated to wearing sarees from her otherwise formal two-piece attires, a sign of old age am sure! Diya had grown into being a lovely lady, and I could see that she was just like how her mom used to be at her age. Beautiful. And ya for all it takes, Diya had a boy friend too…Ankit…and I must confess that like every other dad of yester-years, I was very much skeptical about this guy too. Blame it all on the genes.

 

Diya wanted to see her parents get married again (to each other of course) since she felt like she had missed the first time round. Can’t blame her, can I? So taking help from her wedding-planner of a mom, Diya arranged a second wedding for her parents on their 25th wedding anniversary. In-spite of us being so ripe, as we held hands’ that day we felt like we were 25 years younger. A nostalgic feeling took over both me and Smriti…we had tears in our eyes…and as we hugged, it did seem like a long one with all the 25 years being projected before us like as in the flashbacks shown in movies. That day it felt like there was no other happiness in this world that we could have imagined than the one we were experiencing right then. The devilish part of my mind seemed to interpret the same, but in its own crude way…it made me feel like I would never have to face a low all my life.

 

Life doesn’t go all that smooth…and with time, everything balances out…

And as I narrate on this day, I do not work anymore for the corporate world…I did put down my papers last year after 34 years of service to concentrate on other important priorities in life, the most important one being my wife…Last year, Smriti had this massive heart attack which she bravely saw it through but it left her paralyzed completely on one side. And as the man who took a vow…not once but twice…to take care and love his wife forever, no matter what…I’m now all the while, besides my love.

 

As for the updates, Smriti’s much better now and being a woman with a strong will that she is, she’s responding pretty well to medications and muscle exercises. Amen. Diya stays close by and she’s made sure that she’s just a call away. She visits us quite often with her husband Ankit and our one-year-old granddaughter, Simi. Beautiful.

 

And every day…As I get Smriti ready for her daily routine of a morning walk…

I see her reflection in the mirror as I play around with her long silky white hair, waiting for her to respond with a smile. She seems to look the same as she did back then when I had first met her. Beautiful. It’s been over a year since I have seen her smile or heard her passionate voice… All that is keeping me on is the confidence speaking to me, through her eyes.

 

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One of my old stories: That day he cried!!!

 
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Posted by on October 14, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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A week that wasn’t…

One week I went away on a break and it seems like things went all wrong all over…I didn’t expect the world to be a different place altogether.

Last Saturday evening, I left for Mumbai on a week long vacation not for any occasion/function but just to get in touch again with an old habit of visiting my cousins there. Till about the time I joined work, I used to visit Mumbai every year without fail. But in the last 32 months this was just my second visit, the last time being a short visit of 2 days to attend my cousin’s marriage. So this time I decided to take a week off and along with my sister visited the city that never sleeps, Mumbai.

But hardly did I foresee that the world would be a different place in a week’s time. On landing in Mumbai on saturday night, we were welcomed with the news of serial bomb blasts in the capital of India, New Delhi. On reaching home, this was the topic of discussion among us all…my aunt (mom’s sis), uncle, uncle’s dad and me. Little did we know then that much more was in store for us the next day.

On Sunday morning, I got up early at 9 am to the news of an email alert that had been sent from one “Eric House” in Chembur (and my aunt’s place was just that!!!) and to our astonishment, the person (Mr. M. N. Kamath) whose insecured Wi-Fi network was used to send that email was none other than my uncle’s dad’s cousin.  What came to my mind suddenly was the open insecured Wi-Fi network that I had at my Adyar flat. We have it switched on almost 24/7. Phew! The whole of Sunday was an ordeal for the entire Kamath family and my Uncle’s dad with the cops. I had been to the area where Eric House was, but was not allowed near, and it was also decidiously covered with cops and reporters, police jeeps and OB vans. I was back at home in no time right in front of the idiot box to follow up on that.

Meanwhile on the other side, a ship with 18 Indian crew members was hijacked in Somalia…and their demands, phew….nearly 7 crores INR…I was kidding with my cousin, saying that it must again be one of us only (a Konkani speaking bloke) since 7 is considered lucky by us…for some GOD damn reason!! 😀 What to say, the pirates are weird psychos!!!

In the evening, took part in a Ganapati Visarjan procession too but sadly could not get pics as no photography was allowed due to security reasons. Surprisingly I was asked not to click pics in both the shopping malls I visited…and I didn’t feel like going to any other mall after that. And the famous Mumbai rains showered its blessings on me and by the time I got home, I was all drenched. And the nut in me loved it!! :mrgreen:

Monday morning we left Mumbai for Pune…to visit my aunt (dad’s sis) and cousins…and I utilized this opportunity to meet a few of our beloved Ch1 Pune Bloggers (a photo-blog on this one will follow soon! :)). It was a great feeling to meet them all in person, after having known them for over a year just by their blogs and names. In the excitement of meeting them all, I even forgot that I was on an anti-biotics (which were battling with the virus within me) course…period. Weather in Pune was pleasant…with periodic drizzles but the night was very cold.

By Tuesday evening, we were back in Mumbai welcomed by the pouring rains only to reach home all drenched. It was the last thing I wanted to happen on a vacation, to fall ill. And this rain was just the right doze that I needed to hit the sick bed. Wednesday went off “silently” trying to persuade the virus to let go of me…I must say, it was lenient enough not to sap into my energy levels. There was no fever, but there was no voice coming out of my vocal chord too…I learnt the sign language to an extent on that day…the same day that Lehmann Brothers declared bankruptcy leading to the downfall of the markets, including our ever-ready-to-fall Sensex (the Indian stock exchange)!!

Almost the entire Bangladesh Cricket team decided to join ICL, the (so called – by BCCI) rebel Cricket league. Inspite of having resigned from his Bangladesh Contract, Habibul Bashar was foolish enough to quote that he expected to play for the Bangladesh National team irrespective of having signed the ICL contracts for a staggering $200,000 per year for the next 3 years. Sadly two evenings later, he seemed to be shocked at Bangladesh Cricket board’s decision to present him (and other ICL joinees) with a 10 yr ban.

Thursday, there was no rain and inside me, no pain. It was time for some shopping as well as for some relative-visits. We were 6 hours on the roads of Mumbai (Crawford Market, Linking Road, Santacruz, Andheri, etc) and 2 hours at 2 houses…to come back home late in the evening all happy, tired and dead.

Friday looked happy and beautiful with the light drizzles till about mid-day when the news of an encounter in Delhi rattled all peace. 30 minutes of firing…2 militants dead, one caught and 2 escaped…2 policemen severely injured, of which the constable survived and the inspector sucummbed to injuries on Saturday. The people in Jamia Nagar where the encounter and firing happened blamed the police saying the encounter was fake…but if it was fake, why would any police inspector give up his life?? And in fake encounters, no AK-47s are recovered from “students”. The people also had complaints as to why the police chose close to prayer time on Jumma – a Friday – in the Ramazan period to carry out the encounter. Did they forget that the blasts took place in the holy period of Ramzan??? Hats off to those ppl…Idiots!!!

Saturday as I landed at home in Bangalore, I was relieved that nothing much had happened this day….only to be made aware of the twin bomb blasts at Islamabad in Pakistan which killed and injured several innocent people including quite a number of foreign nationals…Sigh!!

On reaching home at Chennai, I got to do something about the Wi-Fi security…the last thing I would want is to be caught for some wrong and unsuspected thing!! Though I wouldnt mind the appearing-on-the-television jig…good or bad, publicity always helps!! 😉 

From last Saturday to this one, from the Delhi blasts to the Islamabad one, from being in Mumbai to being back at home…it has been one long sad sick week…a week that wasn’t weak, but full of energy. Hmm…

 
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Posted by on September 21, 2008 in Thoughts

 

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Kung-fu in Kitchen!! ;)

I was free and at home the whole of today and so was Satish, my roommate. Two of the other roommates were out, Samik reporting to his boss at office and the dutiful husband in Udit reporting to his wife who stays at his native with his parents. Due to the recent inflation and removal of subsidy at lunch in the office, all four of us had decided to cook at home for dinner on weekdays and all times on weekends.

Its been 2 whole weeks now since the new arrangement and each one of us have voluntarily taken up certain responsibilities.

Samik cooks well…so he’s the official cook of the house now…
Udit is good at deciding what to be cooked and the combinations….believe me, its a tough job to decide whats to be done for that moment. And above that he does the weekly shopping too with Samik.
Satish is the laziest and uninterested among the lot…he can basically survive on chips, finger fries, et al. However we engage him in work that requires him to move less like cleaning of rice, cleaning the dining area (once he sits there), opening of packets (his fav.) etc…
And me, I love to see the vessels clean…so I do all the dish washing!! I am the scavenger of the pack!! 😉 Apart from this, I do the small shopping thats needed on a daily basis like getting milk, curds, eggs, and so on.

And today since our cook was at office, and the lazy fella was lying down and watching TV…the onus of preparing food fell on my irresponsible (cooking) shoulders!! Since we get up late, I knew that breakfast was taken care of…err skipped!! 😀
At 11am I went to the shopping mall to get small things and ending up getting ready-to-eat Dosa batter and Aloo Tikki (a potato based snack)!! 😀
On reaching home, we decided that we would have dosa for brunch (breakfast+lunch) as it was already 12 noon….I was skeptical cos I didnt remember the last time I had entered the kitchen with the task of having to prepare something…If it was just for me, I wouldn’t have bothered but there was that lazy food critic sitting outside waiting with an empty plate in his hand. And to beat it all, there were not much instructions on the packet that I bought…It just said, ready to eat….hmm…
I poured the batter into a clean (I washed it :P) bowl and mixed the paste using a clean large spoon. Since it looked thick, I even added water (and a little salt) before mixing it again. Meanwhile set the gas on fire, with a few drops of oil on the non-stick pan. Now was the most dreadful task in the waiting…It reminded me of a few one-liners I got to hear before I took over the kitchen…

“Hope your dosa will come out round, just like dosas are meant to be”
“I can’t recognize a dosa by taste…but only by shape”
“Which country do you design best on a non-stick pan?”
All these echoed in mind as I let the batter into the pan…the round shape of the pan, was a blessing in disguise. 😛

The first dosa came out like how Srilanka is…but I remembered my mom saying “sometimes the first ones act weird”! So I put it on a plate, meant for me…
The second was even worse…went to the dustbin…
And then there was some magic…I am saying so cos I didnt do anything…
The 3rd, 4th and 5th dosas…came out right and round…just like the bug sitting outside wanted and I happily dropped those into his plates….he said he wanted no more as he was full….what could be expected with the packet of chips he had side by side…sigh!
Then the magic disappeared just like it had appeared…
The remaining dosas took shapes which I cannot describe…but I wasnt bothered as far as the batter was cooked…I recognize by taste after-all!! 😀
The magic was more of a fate I think…else why would it stop when it was my turn?!! :mrgreen:

Evening it was time for Aloo Tikki…I was excited…and there were instructions on the backside of the packet too…And I prepared as written on it…and it came out brown crispy delicious as it was printed on the packet…But the bug of a Satish had to comment….he didn’t like it….and he said it with a “I don’t like these kind of snacks”…If you see in the flashback, I had taken neat 10 minutes to explain him that Aloo tikki is a chaat snack…but sigh, his mind didnt pick it up I guess…lazy it must be too!! 😦 But the best part was that I got to eat his share too….damn the check on calorie count for the day…I promise to climb more stairs (and hereby go for more coffee breaks in office) to compensate!! 😀

And when it was dinner time….I was so relieved to find Samik back from office….that I started writing this post…he’s calling now to have my dinner…I have to wash dishes too later….So till next time, signing off!! 😀

 
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Posted by on September 6, 2008 in About me, I~do~such~things

 

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