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Arrrrgh!

I am not at all in any mode to do any amount of reading online today .... So, thought i would sit and edit my template and make it look nice ... i spent all time editing it and finally the internet connection went off .... grr ... it is so irritating ... HMPH!

Bunty Aur Babli

I would have loved to call it a Roller Coaster ride of fun and Masti ... but unfortunately it is not entirely a roller coaster ride ... but undoubtedly one of the best movies in the recent times is B&B ... (reminds me of the bed and breakfast - in Gimmelwald). In a big bowl, put the charming, made-for-each, romantic, hot on the block couple - laurel and hardy --sorry Rani and Abhishek : Add to this the ever favourite, ever green, ever imposing, ever show-stealing Amitabh : Put 4 ladles of pure, unadultered fun : 2 scoops of nice peppy music, 1 tablespoon of modern choreographed songs ... and 1 Aishwarya rai for the masses .... and there you are with the newly baked cake : Bunty aur Babli ... A nice treat for the eyes and ears, paisa vasool movie is B&B ... The picture is centered around the adventures of two young , dashing, zara-hatke youths , who yearn and long to do something that is by no means "normal" ... A good storyline , slick direction (though with minor sli

Rainy Tales

Having come from the land of Scorching Sun , Singara chennai, my experience with rains in b'lore have been very novel... Not that I have never experienced rains in my life... Friday will always be a day/rather evening to remember .. I started off back home , smiling to myself - that it was the weekend and i had loads of fun to look forward to ... The first dampening (literally)of my spirit (as well as self) started when i almost got completed drenched in the first few (no more) showers of the rain , walking to the bus stop .... One and half of ant crawling journey to my place , tested my break-any-second patience to the maximum ... Imagine to be stopped at the street next to your house for about 20 mintues - you cannot walk down because it is pouring and the roads are full of slushy mud, drainage water and what-not ... I was sooo releived to get down off the bus and walked with swift steps towards my apt complex when the brakes of my sandals were applied with such a force that i al

Juke Box - Dedications

WOW! Friday atlast .... and what a wonnnnnnnnnderfully pleasant day it is .... The weather is just tooo awesome .... if only somebody shifted the alps to B'lore it would become another Blisserland (sorry switzerland) ..... The clouds having cried all night , it is tooooo cool and pleasant outside .... I am running out of words , having repeated pleasant more than once ... I was listening to songs while coming to office , thanks to my darling husband for sparing his precious IPAQ ... Whenever i listen to songs , with headphones (especially while travelling in a pleasant (there i go again) weather) , i am transported to another world .... I can associate so many people who have come , gone , come back again , stayed , peeked into my life ... with many songs . So, there is today's blog ... a musical dedication to folks i know ... "Chura liya ..." never fails me to bring to memory the first time I heard and saw this song ... It must have been when i was in my 6th or 7th .

A H(f)airy Tale

Rapunzel ! Rapunzel ! Let your hair down - cried the Prince ... and lo! fell long locks of hair... Every since childhood , I had this fascination for long thick black hair .... Lustrous mane has always been my best attribute for a woman .... When I was a kid , my mother would always cut my hair the moment it reached my shoulders, saying that short hair looks cute .... I would fret and fume and cry and relent coming to the parlour .... I always wanted long , flowing hair , that would bounce on my backside while i walked .... Then there came a stage in life , where my mother insisted on my growing my hair and the current fashion that was running was of short hair .... Over the years , trends of hair fashion kept changing , starting with the Sadhana cut of having small tendrils fall on your forehead , to high pony tails that sat on the crown of your head , to long plaits and french braids .... and now .... Well Ahem! sad to say that there is nothing called a proper "hair" sense

Terrible thursdays

I just wanted to give something rhyming to Thursday, so gave that name... there is nothing terrible about today ... In fact , it has been a pleasant day ... with the reminisces of yesterday's hiccups like ... both the gas cylinders being empty at the same time, the third gas cylinder being leaky, food being half cooked , unable to go out during a hailstorm , power being off for 3/4th of the night ... and having to take bath in ice cold water today morning ... Well they are part and parcel of life , ain't it ? .... I feel guilty each day morning , coming to office , opening all the possible mail accounts i have , checking mails and replying to people and above all BLOGGING .... when these two girls sitting next to me are busy calling their onsite co-ordinators and working on their stuff .... office stuff (mind you) .... But then , i have no part in this ... I have not been allotted any work , so might as well enjoy something which i could not do for the past 2 years or so .... I

Shyamali & Changes

My Blog has got nothing to describe about Shyamali , but i would like to dedicate this blog to her. Shyamali is one of my friends. She was with me in Chennai DC and was my van cum crossword partner.... Currently settled in Aussie with a cute little kid ... she is as beautiful and slim as ever ... When I had to go to a different office for some work for 3-4 months , in 2002, I was worried how I would find company for b'fast / lunch. I was so used to being with my friends in chennai DC ... It was then that Shyamali told me this universally known, but never accepted by me fact.... that life goes on no matter what happens to the sorroundings ... She told me that I would get used to the new place very soon and would form a set/group or routine there also ... Any change is always damn scary for me , be it something as small as a new project to something as big as working in a new location .... The change could be just anything .... an event that upsets a particular routine that I have ,

Tuesday Thoughts - Good Or Bad

After a sleep inducing training about some tools in Java, which i wonder if anybody working in a development project has so much time to even think about it , I am really in a daze .... Have some work to start on (atlast - i have work .. hee hee).... Before i go and get a cuppa coffee to wake me up, thought would write some thoughts i had badgering my brain since yesterday night ... Humans are made of both good and bad ... and the terms "good" and "bad" are highly unstable... what is "good" for one, maybe "bad" for the other ... so everything is a matter of how you look at it ... but in general we do classify some habits of folks as "good" and some as "bad" ... for example , getting angry every second is in general considered a bad habit , and having loads of patience with others is considered a good habit ... Often i have noticed this happen .... the bad is always remembered and the good gets forgotten easily .... why is it s

Coincidences

Wonder if this has happened to any one of you ... If i happened to meet a known person in the office for a day, then I always notice that i bump into the person quite often in the subsequent days .... And though i know a particular person sits somewhere in the same floor as mine, I never meet him/her for some months together, no matter whatever time I am out of my place .... Does this happen only to me or to you also ?

Mittaghorn, Gimmelwald

As I sit and stare at my monitor trying to make some meaning out of the K245s that I am going through, I long for this place called Gimmlwald... Nestled comfortably admist the imposing mountains that constitute the Alps, is this tiny(micro) village called Gimmelwald, that holds lots of dear memories for me .. I heard of this place, when my husband sent me a link to read up on one of the places where we would be staying during our honeymoon in the SWISS... I always thought a honeymoon has to be spent in a nice cosy , post hotel ... so was a bit skeptical when my husband sent me this link : http://www.ricksteves.com/plan/destinations/switz/pics.htm , but was intrigued at the same time because one of my all time fav characters has been Heidi and she lived in the alps ... Gimmelwald is this cute little village, located at a height of nearly 4000 ft above sea level. There are only two means to reach this fantasy land - a narrow winding bicycle path that is inclined steep of 40-50 degrees,

Monday Blues/Hues

As a unlaid rule, I dislike mondays .... It is probably the most terribly thing to wake up to the blare of the alarm, and look at the watch thru one eye ..to see the monstrous word "Mon" there ..... To think of spending the next 11-12 (sometimes more) so hours in a cage called "Office" is most boring .... especially after a nice long relaxing weekend ... full of activities that is closest to one's heart .... Today it was even worse when i woke up .... for my husband had the day off and i had to go to office ... I thought , can life get worser .... With a very very reluctant look on my face, i waved a bye to my husband who came to see me off at the bus stop .... But the day was not that bad after all , I realised.... when I opened the book I had bought over the weekend ... "Landour Days" by Ruskin Bond .... I could not contain my excitement as I finished each sentence .... It was as if I was looking at a mirror in my hands ... word to work I could see

Yiipeee Friday Again

Yipee! It is friday again ! The day of the week that i like the most ... Ever since I remember this has always been my favourite day ... The anticipation of the two days coming up always cheers me up, no matter in what doldrums i am ... wistful dreams of me sleeping for about 40 hours over the two days , gorging on all possible sweetmeats, roaming around the choicest of shopping malls (gazing longingly at wonderful articles, but sadly reminding myself of my poor pocket) .... oooh! I love fridays ... Fridays have been special to me a in a lot ways ... As a kid , I always remember that my favourite subjects were always taught on Fridays ... Each year i would hope my b'day would come on a Friday ... I loved the spotless white uniform and tie that I wore to school only on Fridays (the rest of the days was the gloomy grey-blue combo) ... If the date of my birth would not fall on a friday, i would insist on celeberating my "star" b'day in the hope that it was a friday ... W

Copy Cats

Yesterday there was a quiz that my husband forwarded to me, about the number of copies of English movies/scenes that have been made in Hindi movies. Every other movie that gets released and is reviewed , has this tag attached, re-make of so-and-so english movie, and more often than not, I hear my friends/colleagues who watched the hindi flick say "kya paisa waste tha! The English version was so much better" ... We were discussing about two movies last Sunday , my husband and I. Both of us like this film called "Mann" which is scorned by most of the ppl saying it has only rona-dhona. Mann is a re-make of "An Affair to remember" - undoubtedly the English version is crisper and more to the point and has well-named stars in it, but when we watched the last scene of the movie, both of us had to agree that no matter how hard english stars tried, they would not be able to beat Aamir's histrionics in bringing out the pain and love he feels. To this day, I feel

Yawn ..... I am Bored

After a very satisfying lunch, the best thing anybody can wish is to sleep. Alas, my mother-in-law(my work) would not let me do so. What kind of life is this of a Software full of Sine curves, never the same over a period of even a month. I have worked in all kinds of projects in this 4 years of my work life ... Dormant, worse than the sleeping corpse in the grave projects to cant-sit-or-breathe-for-a-second kind of projects. But there has never been a time when I have sat back and felt "oh! my work life is so good. I get the right amount of work I can finish in a day/week and get to go home at the right time and still love my work." Everyday I would ask my mother- just how have you managed to put in 23 years of service. Inspite of having a variety in work, I have often found my fellow software colleagues (including myself) always crib about work .... Is it because of our patience levels have drastically come down, or is it because we all have become so ambitious that nothing

Familiarity Breeds Contempt

All the times that I have been out of the country, I have noticed this. Desis (as they are popularly known outside india) would hardly give their own country ppl so much a glance. They infact would try to avoid you. I stayed in New York for 3 months , travelling to office and back by the ferry. I would see most of the faces daily, but there would be no sign of recognition in the eyes, no smile even on the lips (let alone eyes)... By saying this I am not drawing a rigid picture of Indians outside India being cold to their own country folks. For i was contradicted in the most sweet way. I was in Switzerland recently with my husband. Both of us had almost started to get used to the cold stares of all our fellow countrymen over the few days that we had been there....and then we reached the last leg of our journey-the capital city Bern ...We passed this colorful group of young American girls... admist them we spotted this Indian person ... And as used we were to the fact that he would not r

Ho ... Hum

Monday Morning Again ! Groan ... How I wish Saturday would come immediately after a Sunday.... How come it is always that weeks crawl by and weekends race past like a bullet train ? This concept of blogging has been catching up pretty fast ... And it was a strange coincidence that after I started mine on Friday , there were articles about blogging on both the days , Saturday and sunday ... Hmmm ... i never knew the Times of India kept such close track of my life .... Hightlights of this weekend was an amazing dinner cooked by my Husband , making me gain a few more kilograms :) ... and a lazy sunday spent watching two movies.... "Mann" and "Hungama" ... What a contrast these two are .... "Mann" was always a movie that I liked ever since it got released... Though I was teased mercilessly by all friends for liking such a sob story, I always maintained that it potrays the histrionics of Aamir khan the best .... if there was any actor who could atleast carry th

Atlast ... I did it ...

Everytime I passed by her computer, I would see this black screen with some writings and see here looking at it, jotting down something and so on .... Curiosity got better of me, and one day I asked her what it was ....And lo I was introduced to this word called "Blog" which got added to my Little "March" dictionary of "intrigue" words .... For days , I would open the first sign-on page and then something would stop me and i never registered .... Today , when the boredom of 78 sheets of KT on some god-forsaken, always "unavailable" - but yet cynosure of all application got into me, I decided I had enough of trying to while my time away .... And lo .... started my post .... Am very amateur when it comes to writing, but there has been this strong desire to transfer the 256 KBPS of data that always flows in my brain , to someplace ... This maybe it ....

Familiarity

There are these quiet moments I spend walking around and watching people where I work. I notice them , their actions , features and immediately my mind starts scanning pages of my memory as to who in the past have I seen , resembles this person ... Everytime I am surprised to find that there is some person whom I have met in the past who is more or less similar to the new person that I am meeting. Some trait, some mannerisms .... This always brings to memory of Agatha Christie's Ms. Marple, who would always say that the way to solve a mystery is to identify the person with someone you have known and then to identify the character.