MBA

I recently got an invitation to attend a seminar for entrance to evening MBA ( read part-time) from a very leading university in California. The audience were given opportunity to ask question to a few current students.


Audience question : Why did you choose to do MBA ?

student1: Well it is a sad story *sob*
my girlfriend left me , so I had to take a major decision on what I should do with my free time
I could go out looking for a new girl
or I could go on long trips
or I could do a part-time MBA.
so I choose the one, that would not leave me bankrupt


student2: I married a girl, who gave me too much attention ( u know like nagging)
so I wanted to stay out of house till late. What better excuse than studies

student3(a mrs) : I love my hubby and trust him completely.
But you know, one should always be doubly-sure.
so when he told me that he was joining MBA classes,
and these classes have so many single girls, I felt the urge to join too, u know so I could look out for him in the classes.
( student2 gave out a *sigh*)


Audience question2: I am trying to be an entrepreneur. So do you think this MBA program is useful for me.

Before anybody could answer, the head of the MBA institute intervened.
Head guy: Can we take this offline. I would like to get your contact info.
( I need to get out of this Crazy useless university. So will you employ me in your new company. Plsss.....)

hillarious standup

Standup comedy is supposed to be fun,
but most times its just vulgarity used to cover up a bad act and usually its end up being just vulgarity and nothing else.
I miss Indian comedy, honestly the American comedy cannot come anywhere even remotely close to it.
Of course there are few exceptions, like Russel Peters.
Russel's skills are his ability to imitate and his facial expressions are absolute hilarious
He is coming for a show in Bay area, but unfortunately all tickets are sold out :(


Check out some of his show clips


a longer one


any suggestions on other good standup comedians ?

Thanksgiving - my turkey ready for dinner

Happy holidays to everyone for thanksgiving.
My turkey is definitely ready to eat :-)

Essential trip accessory

Am on a 9 day road trip and I forgot the most important trip accessory.
When going with two guys on a trip, one should be prepared.
I wasn't and so am sitting wide awake late @night, having to hear 2 blowing horns in the room.

The most important trip accessory is ear plugs.
Or you too would end having to sit awake and hear snores.

I have to say its sometimes interesting, suddenly one whistle blows from one side and a train moving noise comes from the other :-)

you are beautiful

Hit the James Blunt concert last weekend ( I usually like new age or more heavy metal, but this was a good change).

As we walked in, my 2 friends pointed to a row of 3 vacant seats.
The seats didn't give a good view of stage, so I protested. But ended up being dragged there and made to sit in the middle seat
Soon realised that my friends had got busy with there next-seat neighbours. No wonder they had dragged me there, the extra smart romanians. *Grrr*.
Blunt came in after some time and started belting his numbers.
Soon I ran to the center floor to shout and hoot ( ofcourse alone, my friends had got busy :-) .
Gosh, the floor was so crowded.
I saw this dark colored girl next to me. Said hi and next minute had a vacant space next to me.
Yes, she ran away seeing me :(
I have this rather charimatic effect on girls ..
A few more hies and smiles and I had a comfortable space to move around and shout :-)

Here's a video of a James Blunt soft song

shrek and fioana

so where is the donkey in the pic. well someone had to draw right

Yaba daba dooo

I need to get myself a baby dinosaur and
I want to get a big paunch like Fred Flinstone.
but no dinasaur insight and hmm, I lost another pound.

The Wonder Years Tag!

Tagged by silverline and under threat of her strong-arm tactics

(plzz.. Noooo.. Oowww… that hurt *sob* *sob*),
am penning my childhood memories.

The tag is
1. Write 8-10 things about childhood ( 1-12 years) that you miss.
2. Write 8-10 things that you disliked about childhood.

here goes.

What I miss

1. Going back to Kerala during school vacation, and eating jack fruit, lots of them and then spending next day in restroom :)
And once out, again eating more jackfruit.

2. Drinking lots of Rice soup made from broken, unpolished rice (podiarre kanjee)
and then lying around like an upturned tortoise, unable to move.

3. Cycling in the campus. We were in an airforce campus and had a huge safe camp.
The crowning glory was cycling on the runways.

4. On really rainy days, the area around our classroom would be lightly flooded. So we would make small hole just below the door for the water to seep in. Soon the class would be flooded. We will all say our morning class prayers standing on top of the benches and then happily go home for the day.

5. The Durga pooja (a major festival) and the khechadi (kind of a rice plus cereals mix, made into a thick soup like stuff). It used to be a 3-4 day carnival, complete with dances and food.

6. Going on hunts to find wild sweet potatoes in the campus.
This was like the wildest hunting trip anyone could ever take :)


And what I hated.

1. Having to drink milk. Mummies ( thats how i call my mom, smtimes) would bring me milk and I would say, put some tealeaves in it and give me as tea. Mom would invent new ways of trying to give me milk, like serving it when my favorite TV program was running and I would find new ways of escaping, like throwing the milk in the sink and saying I finished it.

2. When I was very young, I bloodied a fellow's nose. So as a punishment, my teacher made me sit one who whole sem, in the middle of girls.

But I am ready to bloody another guy's nose, if I will get the same punishment again ;-)

3. We moved frequently, like every 3-4 years. so I don't have much of old school buddies.

4. Being different.

5. The long train journeys back to Kerala. It was so tiring and the train would smell bad. The one good thing was I fell for novels - hook, line and sinker. On these journeys, my parents realized how much books can cost, but alas too late :-P


Come to think of it, I really did enjoy my childhood and gave lots of people hard times ( that was the most enjoyable part :-) ).

And now for my favourite part, tagging
So I tag

1. Deepa , the girl who writes love, literally.
2. That crazy lawyer, who is out cooking food and smtimes cooking other lawyers, who oppose her.
3. The japanese girl, with mesmerizing sweet orange hair
4. Hirdu maharaz, all the gays in SFO are mourning his departure ( kidding girls, he is not gay, but then again why take chances ;-) )
5. Bold n Beautiful , who has agreed to give some of her extra flabs to me, for a price. She drives a hard bargain
6. The dentist with canary's voice - ann ( revenge @last for the earlier tagging :=) )

and anyone who reads this mail...

my Office Colleagues

Traitor

There was a time , when man could always depend on his best friend.
I mean the canine kind.
But since woman have started giving attention to it, things have changed

Recently a cute girl gave me the look,
so I, like any guy would, walked upto her.


"Grrrr.... Grrrr....."
from who else but her dog

girl: hey sweetie . come here to me
( she was speaking to the dog , not me *sigh*)

dog ( to me) : Grrrr... keep away
me: wooh wooh ssh.... cute dogie.

dog: don't shh shh me . That now works only when it comes from girls

me: why ? u r for ages the guys best friend

dog: that was last decade. now we switched sides

me: ***TRAITOR***
biting the hand that fed you

dog: I had to work for you.
you would shoot some poor animal and I would have to run to pick it up.
And being a lousy shots that you are, most times we had to do the dirty work
and make it look like u killed it.
u hav any idea how hard a wild boar fights.


me: well u got some wild meat to eat.

dog: too hard life. now I get soft nuggets, weekly washes , hugs every 10 minutes and kisses.
life is cool

me: u r taking away the guy's previliges

dog: u guys ruined it by being careless and insensitive.

me: hmm.. I agree. but these are the bad guys. It has made it harder for the good guy (*yours truly*) to meet a girl. The only thing I hear is go away. I don't want to get hurt. Now being a good guy, I go away. If I was a bad guy, I would have stuck around.


dog : too much talk. there is one thing I miss with girls. Eating Bones. The cute girls like to give me snacks and candy bars and not hard bones. So when I see 'bag of bones' like you I get tempted.

I made a hasty exit.

So dear female readers, are pets the solution to loneliness, instead of meeting the good guy.

the bottle

quote from one of my friends

looking at a bottle

"only two people drink from this bottle"

me and the iron-box

it was a water bottle and he was filling water in his steam iron :)

heathclif n gang

Ouuch

Watch before reading smone's personal diary.
poor donald.
well if i were daisy, he would be facing a firing squad :)

Karwa Chauth

I had dinner at a friend's place. He had recently returned from a long trip.

me: u must hav to do lots of weekend shopping. rt ?

hearing this, his wife came running. now I am puzzled.

guy: no no. no shopping.

So I am more puzzled. After his wife left to another room.

guy: shh. don't talk abt shopping

mrs ( from the other room, to her hubby) : I can hear. u better buy me something. I am taking a karva chauth (fast) for you. i better get something.. ( karva chauth is a fast, wife takes for the long life of her husband)

guy: hey I already gave u a gift

mrs: that is old story. I want gift for tomorrow. U think long life comes cheap.

hmm.. I had till now thought that guys would be delighted at Karva Chauth. After all, how can a guy tell his wife to slim down. A few more karva chauths an year maybe a good idea.
Never thought of the consequences.

experiences in life ( more scratchings)

Dennis the menace, beaten up by Gina.
poor guys:)

shopping

2 single guys accidently at the potted immitation flower section of a superstore

guy1: hey I like this flower. How about I buy it

guy2: It is too colorful for ur room. Why not go for smthing matching, like a cactus

guy1 : I had one, when I bought it, it was round and hard like me, now it is like u ( thin and skinny)
I will buy this and put it next to my TV

guy2 : it is not you ( the flowers). It is too bright. ( meaning you are boring and dull :-)
hey u can present the cacti to a girl. tell her i am like this, hard outside, but soft inside.

guy1: she would run it over with a lawn mover.

and so we discussed and discussed about buying the flowers.
and like any set of single guys, finally decided to buy nothing :)

weird thing abt me

so miss ann-sunshine tagged me abt weird things.
At the deadly threat of not getting any free dinners from her, I finaled decided to put a few truths. what all one has to do for a dinner :-( .

Okie beforehand, all this is not because I am freaky or I have any eternal hatred. Infact u will not find a more simple, levelheaded guy.
It’s just the way I am.

1. I don't like Indian food much, even though I lived almost all my time in India. I guess I am bored and tired of it.

2. I like to eat out instead of home. Infect I dunno how people can eat at home every other day.

3. No Indian movies, not many Indian songs. I like English songs. Heavy metal or techno is good, but no rap. And of course country songs. I used to like ghazals a lot, but rarely hear them now.

4. I actively shed friends. If someone tries to pass his free unnecessary advice to me or if he/she doesn't respond to my mails/messages, I try to close the friendship. Its not because I am angry or anything, its just that people have their own ways of life. Trying to keep such a friendship can only cause friction. And I still had a few great friends, whose good qualities I have tried to absorb.

5. Always have avoided judging people. Experiences form our perspective. But it doesn’t give me a right to judge someone else, cause his experience and views r different. So there is nothing right or wrong. Just different ways.
To try to teach/advice smone is to assume that your way is right. So don't believe in teaching.

Crazy haa...
Okie written too much serious stuff for a day.

advice on getting married

poor bachelors like me are always trying to find, what getting married means.
so I poped this question, after the usual weekend volleyball match.

me: so guys, how do u find married life, different from single life

...xx...... ( murmurs... )
finally one guy

guy: u know, earlier I used to wash one bag of clothes every fortnight.
Now I have to carry 2 bags every week.

a lot of nods everywhere.

and that my fellow bloggers is the great difference.

kicks left n rite, i finally feel alive

I had to handle the engineering escalations for my product. This comes ones every 5 months. It is usually a no-event program, with u having to tag a blackberry along all the time. So I asked the seasoned, tanned guys their experience

guy1: I had a great time playing games in blackberry
guy2: Hey it will be good exercise for u.( for ur physique, black berry is like dumbells).

Uneventful, sitting at home ,hmm that would be so boring.
Maybe that will give me time to reflect back and do changes in my life.

and how did it go till now
1. It escaped hitting a cute doggie on road. And barely escaped getting my car banged from behind, to save the doggie ( this monkey may hav been declared a martyr :))

2. Thanks to my lucky hands, I am sitting awake 2 nights, trying to fix issues, when I have no clue of the features/functionality itself.

3. Changing my life. I am just starting and already I feel like it is better to crusify myself.

So life is finally kicking up around me and I feel alive. What is it without a few challenges.
And there are those good friends around. I woke 2 right in the middle of nite and pestered them.
So easy to find a smile, and I am smiling ear to ear.
and laughing :))

phone rings.
support guy: hey we have another customer's box crashing. he wants it up by early morning. can u take a look and fix it.

( I have no clue what the box does even)

me: hehehehe

support guy : what was that. I didn't here u

me: ohh, its just the monkey next door :))

more scratching on board.

now this remind me of me n my manager
i am going to be fined smday for using so much of the whiteboard markers :-)

the shy tweety came to my cubicle

fast money

An interesting mail I received from one of my mail friends


i have an idea how u can make money fast ;-)

go back to india and get marry, 'abc' is going to get marry sometime on Dec and he would gain more than $20,000 from his bride's family. why don't u do the same and split $$ with me for shopping :-)))))))

I dunno whether to laugh or feel depressed.
Ofcourse I explained that it was part of a culture, exercised by some remote canibal tribals in India. and I don't belong to one .
She was dissappointed

Sailor moon

more scratching on the board.
this one had too many lines and i almost ran out of whiteboard marker.
putting office white boards and markers to good use :)

half dome

Recently I went on a day-long hike, nearly 9 miles each way.
It ends in a single rock at about 8800 feet.

The trail...




And when I reached the end. There was a huge crowd.

Seems now the hiking trails are more crowded than the shopping malls.
Welcome to the new health conscious generation.

Well the trip also made me realize how unhealthy i am now.

hello kitty

Raining Tennis Balls

I have a pavam tennis instructure.
The poor old guy was tearing his hair trying to teach me.

Instructor : You have to just jab the ball. The point is to get the swing and not apply too much force. Okie try now

He throws the ball at me
and
WHAM....

Then ball flies over to the 12 foot fence of the court and goes sailing.
I hear someone falling with a cry in the other court.

My poor coach goes running there.
I stay put. After all I am learning and it is not good to leave court.

The coach come back after some time, somewhat red.
Coach : Alright that is all for today. We will continue some other day.

I haven't see him since. Heard that he has taken a long leave.
..
..
Waiting for him to return. :))

Mr. Pinocchio in my cubicle

A conversation with God

I was quite puzzled with few things in my life,
how come I am like this,
I had to find out , so I decided to talk to God about it

Me: hi god, how are you
God : busy boy, u people are keeping me so busy.
and to think I created you just 'cause I felt lonely.
Now I am overworked.
I created a masterpiece, and it is coming back to haunt me.

God: alright what do u want. speak up

Me: I was just wondering. I seem to have similarity with Brad Pit and Tom Cruise in looks.
Also on the brainy side , I must have something close to Stephen Hawking.
Is there something to it.

God: hmm... about looks
well u see, before making a masterpeice, the artist has got to clean up his brushes.
well before making Brad Pit and Tom Cruise, I had to do it.
So now u know, how u were created.

Me : ouchh..

God : well u don't need to be too upset about it. I created Stephen Hawking before you.
Boy he took away a lot of Brain ink. So I had very little left for my other master potraits movie stars. So I decided to clean the bottle on you. It was more like wipping the bottle edges. But well , u know u were luckier than the two who came after you :)

God: so are you leading a worthy life now. You know you have to come back to me after your life.

Me : you know god, I think I was too bored in heaven. It was more like a military regiment with you controlling everything. I take this life as a vacation.
and when vacationing, you never think of your work.

God : Hey u better behave, otherwise I will fate it, that you never find a girl. If you mail one, she will never reply. If you ask her number, well she will give you the number of mental hospital.

Me : well u know, as u said , in these matters, heaven is great. so I guess I can meet girls once I am back in heaven.

God : well who said u are coming back in heaven.

Me : hey for 60 years of vacationing, u can atmost punish me for only 60 years in hell. then u have to let me in.

God : says who

Me : this is absolute cheating. you are breaking the rules of punishment.

God : so now. my rules are comng to haunt me.

Me : as an afterthought, can I stay in this vacationing forever. you know I like it here. maybe some new science that can let me live forever.

God : hold on .. there..
u want to be an immortal human. Well someday science will find the secret. But I will make sure to bring you back , before that. I cannot stand you there for another 30-40 years, leave alone forever. enjoy while you can.


Me : 30 years , well Thanks. I will take it to heart, oops I mean brain. so long . chau.

God : Hey but do remember to thank me from time to time.

Me : Well I will do all my thanking when I come back to you . chau chau.

connection cut.

one-on-one meeting

A new manager joined our company.
The enthusiastic poor soul, called up a group meeting and declared on the lines and voice of mosses.
I will meet all of you personally and get to know you well.

A man of his words, he send meeting request to meet each person.
and I too got it.
someone wants to meet and hear me. Ohh, this is great. There is someone like that still in the company.

So today was the D-Day. I finished my lunch early and at the appointed time, knocked on his door.
( yes I can go to meetings and at correct time , atleast i have done it once now)

me : hi we had a meeting planned now.
manager : Ohh I didn't cancel it
Grrr someone (or possibly everyone) has told him about me. He has been warned.
But how can I give up so easily.

me: no you didn't. Infact I had to cancel fixing the bug, which is holding up a release for your meeting. now i cannot even work on the bug, since I have given the hardware to someone else.
( ofcourse all lies. i don't intend to work on the bug for the next whole week. but hey look, I am creative)

manager: alright. I guess a short meeting is fine.

I jump inside and take a seat, before he changes his mind.
Then quickly go back and close the door ( shouldn't let him run out in middle of meeting) and place my chair between himself and door.

The manager obviously unaware of all the planning, starts the meeting. Poor soul.

manager: so what do you want to do
me : I want to start my own company. ( hahaha, he never saw this coming).

but he is not really a lame person. so he tries to get around.

manager : lets talk about your professional "technical" interests.
me : well I once wrote a few quality papers.

hahahaha except no one read it
I am thinking of the paper, but i don't remember the name of it. even i read it only once after i wrote it. can't remember the name, so I take the escape exit

me : u can google in net for it

manager : so tell me about your overall work experience.
wow, now i know the guy is real slow.
but well U don't throw away an oppurtunity like that.
well I went on a 10 minute travel down my experience lane, explaining my field.
and like a true indian, I claimed thy neighbours field as thy fields as well.

manager : okie ... alright... what do u think about the company

And so I started again explaining the great potential of company and the people.
hahaha
I joined 3 weeks before him and hardly know even the guy in the next cubicle.
but the manager doesn't know how new I am.

So finally after all my dim mak actions, the manager said goodbye.
I am sure he won't meet me again though.
so waiting for next balli ka bakra

jungle book

how i wish to be moglee. actually look like one, only I don't get to have all that much fun

well except of baloo , it is my manager who is swinging me.
and believe me, it is not as much fun

back

Phew, had a long week and weekend in office.
Finally seems to be all behind me. wonder if there is a job with no work and free money.

so back to scratching the board.

simpler lines (pooh bear 2)

guess who (wennie tiger)

more drawing lines ( garfield)

drawing lines ( pooh bear)

It takes such a long time to build (compile) code that I have found a new thing to do.
my third cartoon on the board ( possibly also my 3 rd drawing in last 15 years).

another goofup

I was trying to add a longtime friend and her hubby to my chat friend's list.
I seached her name and added her. Only ended up adding someone else with the same name.
Soon I got a acknowledgement allowing the addition.
But it was a nice goofup, she was nice and interesting :-)

Well then I mailed saying I am sorry,
I was looking for another person with the same name, who is a close friend
and immediately got kicked out of her friend's list. Talk abut goofups

work

I saw my roommate looking at my blog.
so
me : what are you doing lazying around here. don't you have to go to office.

roomie : I am looking at what are you upto.
plus I want to read the comments.
and what are you doing streched up in that rocker chair .

me : I am working from home :-B

Work from home is such a good concept. Lie in you bed or a comfortable chair with laptop in your lap and tea in one hand ( for some its beer) and type away. It is so relaxing. You never feel the pressure. I remember having once done work from home till 6 am and was still fresh enough to go to office.

Ofcourse there are some bad sides to it.
Like when broke the monitor of my old laptop , by sleeping on it ( of course when working from home). U see sometimes my pillow falls away and I need another one. But when you are asleep, you really don't remember to shutdown and close the laptop.

long hair

I belong to the crazy school of thought, when it comes to looks.

Girls should have very short hair (like what we call crew-cut) and rich dark skin.
like halle berry ..
wow...

Guys should have long hair and clear skin ( well maybe I can be flexible on the clear skin part about guys).
hair like mel gibson.
So I am trying to growing hair.
hmm...
if only I could grow it that long and that nice, instead I look like a chimp with long hair.


So now heres the comments that I usually get

1. my mom( i call her mummies) on my visit to india:
you go to US and grow hair, but you need to keep it short till you are here. We need to go see a girl while you are here.
Thank god I am in free land.

2. from a girl ( one of my best friends) : u look a purky. already u r so skinny. dirty goose , go cut ur hair.

3. from a nearing bald friend : i dunno how u guys can have so much hair. if i could stick some.

4. from friend who ones visited my home: hey ur bathroom has more hair than a girl's

5. another comment from an office colleuge: hey you have great hair and you look good today.
alas , she is a 50+ old lady with thick glasses

6. from a friend who tried to put egg yolk on his near bald head to grow hair:
.....

my day-to-day blunders

I was sitting online chatting at around 1 am and and had bored all friends by now.
Then I saw a friend "married guy" -- abc, who lives close by, online.

me : hey boss. no sleep
me : ?
me : u need to get a good beating from ur wife
me : :-)


abc : : this is mrs abc not abc

me : ohhh
me : oops

I logged off :-)

Grey hair

A week back I was peering at the mirror and voila, I saw a gray hair.

At last my long wait is over. I have started seeing a few gray hairs on my head. While most people would run for a scissor to cut away the gray hair, or run for the dye, for me it is a blessing.

So how good is gray hair. I recall on my last trip to India, few months back. Like every Indian returning from US, I also gave the customary visit to dentist. While waiting for an appointment, I tried to pick up conversation with a fellow patient. And he started off with, so what college are you studying in. When you have hit the magic 30, you really don't want to be mistaken for a college kid. A 25-year look would be a complement, but college age doesn't really seem like one.

So that observation started me thinking about the number of times when presenting something in office, I was praised as having a good observation for a 'young person'. Of course the photo of a monkey, which stands out at anyone visiting my cubicle or that deep red t-shirt I so much love to wear, isn't exactly helping me. So I decided it was time for change. Move out t-shirt, in came formal shirt and pants. I wanted to put on even blazers, but with you manager running around in a crumpled pants or Bermudas, you don't really feel like wearing blazers. So now I started looking like a young college kid, who wears formals to try to look important. Ohh that young guy :)

So welcome some gray hair and let me look a bit my age.

crazy ways

So everyone asks me , when are you getting married.
Well as soon as I can find someone who can tolerate my crazy ways.

so what is crazy about me.
lots.
Don't like to eat home food. I would prefer burger to rice anytime.
The usual comment I get is , hey you are an indian , you have been eating rice for 25 years.
Well, I have been, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.
And now there is the juicy steak :-)

If you enter my house, you would remember the childhood life.
You have to hop around all the stricken clothes and papers.
I get so much junk in mail everyday.
So last week I planned to organize myself and bought a file cabinet and paper shredder.
Well now, you have to jump longer when moving around my place. The new stuff has taken up some more space. The fact is I like the place a bit messed up, not this much. But hey I live in a home not a hospital.

I am a workaholic ( I draw a new cartoon on the board in my cube everyday).
Seriously way too into what I do.

I can't stand the crowded clubs ( anyway I have a wooden leg, when in comes to dancing). I would instead go out on a sweaty hike or a cool drive with blaring music. If only I had a bike. Or maybe a long tiring tennis or volleyball or badminton session.
well I am quite happy being single.

the joys of bachelorhood

Life is kewl. Life as single.
I meet friends on weekend, poor married guys, always running around, always busy.
And here I am with all the time in the world.
No one to ask anything, no liabilities.

I have time to go play, to eat whenever and whatever I like,
to zoom around in car on weekend,
to keep awake until the middle of the night and roam around.

Life as a single is just way too cool...
and I am the happiest guy

Yaaaahoooooo......

saying goodbye

Last week I finally said goodbye to my old company. My division grew from 8 to 90, in the 2.5 years that I worked there. I had my good moments there and the at end, a lot of bad ones.
But when I said goodbye, it was like a part of me is lost, forever. So many friends, so many good moments.
Lot of people have told me, never to get too involved with your company, but I cannot agree. It is a place where you spend 8 hrs a day of your life, where u give commitment and which is a part of you. I am happy to have worked there as long as I could.

So I sent a farewell mail to lot of colleugues and got back just 2 replies. It was sad.
So I made a point to always reply to anyone's farewell mail. Always.

Well all done and gone. Now it is to new co. and new challenges.

cool niagara trip

see the small boat. we travelled in it into the falls
















after the boat trip. all smiles :-)















night view with the lights

enjoying vacation

So I left my job and am enjoying a 2 week vacation. vacation me, a workaholic. 2 years back who would have thought that I would ever be vacationing like this.
When i left my first company after 5.5 years, I had 120 days of accumulated leaves ( leaves beyond that elapsed, since they couldn't be accumulated).
And now ...
But the break is so relaxing.

Am enjoying my life and reading all the novels, one novel a day.
Have completed all works of ken follet and on last book of john grisham.

After tomorrow, it is all trips :)

life is kewl ( if ofcourse you want it to be that way ;-)

answer sheet

spammed by recruiters

I am spammed by so many recruiters even an year after I have pulled my resume from all job sites. I replied to many saying I am not looking out for job, but still I get mails from them. So here's a cool way to get back.

Create a cool resume, with ever good technical skill you can think off. Write the name as that of recruiter who is troubling you most. Put his mail id and phone number in resume and post it in job site. Hmm, recruiters calling each each and trying to recruit each other. funny :-)

I do feel that recruiters in India have a tough time, with such a big job boom ( unfortunately not so in US :( , but spamming people with tons of mails is not a solution.
I wonder also why job sites don't allow you to delete login accounts. Its not like you will be looking for job forever.

Reservations

I think we should have job reservations in all the fields. I completely support the PM and all the politicians for promoting this. Let's start the reservation with our cricket team. We should have 10 percent reservation for muslims. 30 percent for OBC, SC/ST like that. Cricket rules should be modified accordingly. The boundary circle should be reduced for an SC/ST player. The four hit by an OBC player should be considered as a six and a six hit by a OBC player should be counted as 8 runs. An OBC player scoring 60 runs should be declared as a century.

We should influence ICC and make rules so that the pace bowlers like Shoaib Akhtar should not bowl fast balls to our OBC player. Bowlers should bowl maximum speed of 80 kilometer per hour to an OBC player. Any delivery above this speed should be made illegal.

Also we should have reservation in Olympics. In the 100 meters race, an OBC player should be given a gold medal if he runs 80 meters.

There can be reservation in Government jobs also. Let's recruit SC/ST and OBC pilots for aircrafts which are carrying the ministers and Politicians (that can really help the country.. )

Ensure that only SC/ST and OBC doctors do the operations for the ministers and other politicians. (Another way of saving the country..)

Let's be creative and think of ways and means to guide INDIA forward...

Let's show the world that INDIA is a GREAT country. Let's be proud of being an INDIAN..

May the good breed of politicians like ARJUN SINGH long live...



So, what do you think, huh???

another beautiful flower

out of job

So my contract period was getting over on monday and the client hadn't renewed it till friday, cause of legal co. rules.
so I did the best thing I could think of
I went to Reno, on a rather bad weather.

Saw a small lake road from highway and took it.
Happily got my car stuck on ice ( ofcourse no chains).

PS: the fat guy with camera is not me

how to propose

When I saw your name next to mine,

In our wedding card,

I felt blessed.

When I saw you smile,

Seeing me in the traditional bride groom dress,

I felt teased.

When I held your hand,

During the marriage rituals,

I felt responsible.

When you entered my lonely bachelor life,

And changed it into a heavenly abode,

I felt lucky.

When you showed the same love as I did,

Towards my parents,

I felt proud.

When you scolded me,

For neglecting my heath amidst my hectic work,

I felt pampered.

When I saw you scream,

Crying out of labor pains,

I felt helpless.

When I saw tears of happiness in your eyes,

As you looked at our kid,

I felt blessed once again.

All these feeling have bloomed in my heart,

But are yet to blossom in reality.

As these are feelings I long to feel,

For these are still unfelt.
Will you marry me?

Cutting across culture

Just reading different blogs, I am so surprised by how difficult Indians find to accept different cultures.

I have few friends in US, who inspite of living here for past few years, still retain more indianness than most Indians. The one good thing though is, that they tend to loose a lot of the 'behind the back talk' and the 'I know all and will guide you' attitude. But not fully, as I have found more than once :))

So most keep long cherished dreams of returning to their wonderland India.
I don't mean to give any too pessimistic views, but once you return back to India , with all the wealth,
you still have to bear the people swearing at you, from your manager to the auto driver. From the dusty roads, to the ever meddlesomeness relatives. You have to be always on the lookout of who is waiting to cheat you..

so if you are in US and are escaping all this , what is wrong with accepting a few flaws of US life and having a few friends, who are not Indian and spending some time with people of other culture and accepting their views of life even when they contradict all you have learnt. After what you have learnt was in a single culture environment.

Just be open ...

my mustang

I never had a thing for cars , till I bought this one. There is something about it , that made me buy it without thinking much. Now I know why people love cars

1st march

One of my romanian friend told me that 1st march is a day when you send flowers to all girls, friends or otherwise.

so I took this oppurtunity to send this.

And few of the responses that i received where so different.



response 1 ( this i like most)

It's beautiful!! How sweet of you :-)
Did u take this picture?

response 2

In he two list I can not find my name. to whom all is this been sent ?
So no thanks J


response 3

thanks:-)
so sweet ......
sorry couldn't talk to you .......
life's got pretty hectic.........
take care
bye:-)

Everyone is so different and unique in there own way.
Some are open, some guarded and some pessimistic.
Life teaches everyone different lessons

But everyone is beautiful in their own way.