The story of TWO

This is a true story of a guy who was ragged by his seniors at an engineering college. The college in the context had a rule that the juniors have to wear formals. The guy was in formals but he never wore socks. So the senior caught him with socks and asked him

Senior: Moza kaha hai(where is the socks).

Junior: i have washed them.

Senior: Dusara moza nahi hai? (You dont have second socks?)

Junior: Hai (yes i have)

Senior: Tab pehna kyu nahi? (Than why didn’t you wear?)

Junior: Mai dono moza eik sath dhota hu (I wash both my socks together)

The story at my end is that i am loving my life at the new company.   I was talking to one of my rakhi sis!! She told me i look like a Chowkidar (watchman) at present and asked me to revamp my looks. Starting with losing my paunch.    For the same i have started to drink warm lemon water with honey early morning.  Playing table tennis while at the office. Please dont ask about my eating habit. i am yet to change them.

I will be meeting my parents soon.  They are coming down to attend the marriage of my cousin sister.

Rest some time later.

The Meeting

The last weekend was a memorable one. because it started off on Friday afternoon. I bunked office. :).  well not exactly bunked. here is what happened. we were asked to goto a different Business Unit (Some 15 KM away from my office) for a training. and after that we were asked to report back to our office. A daily travel of 25 Km to office already pain in my posterior this additional travel was too much. so i planned to skip the second half of the day.

The next day i went to meet one of my college seniors, whose father incidentally has business relation with my dad. He is married but living the life of bachelor. Bhabhi was sent off to her mayka. (was it because of me?)

The same day i went to Unmaad, the cultural fest of IIMB. to watch the String perform live in action. and met with one of the fellow blogger Vignesh.

So overall cool week end. Hope to go and meet one few more people this week end!!

This New Year.

HappyKitten pinged me yesterday and asked me about how was my new year n how is my life going?Here you go people the detail new year eve and the days after that.

The new year eve was an eventful night. I went to one of the new years party where Stags were allowed. but i never knew that there were so many stags in bangalore that it will take a whole hour to get inside. Once inside it was more crowded in than it was outside. On top of that the food was over and the free beer counter was being broken. so i planned to return home just to find that my roomies have left for joy ride across the town. Therefor i was sitting alone at my house and celebrated New year alone. 

Some good news. Joined a start-up company as a MAC OS X Developer. It was a start-up that gave me a chance to start up again. But all I had to do was to quit it and join  another one( I went just 5 days). My new employers don’t work on mac. They are a mobile communication company. The reason was not money. It was job security.

Some of you  may had problems accessing my site. It was all because my host had some sort of server issues. Thanks Vignesh and Viswas for the notification. Just now I found out that the site host were upgrading their server and due to the same the problems was raised. In the process the guys have deleted some of my post and by gods grace i had the backup of the same. so it was a matter of seconds that i have all back here. if there are any issue again. do let me know. 

A crying cribbing weekend.

The last i was cried twice. and cribbed more than that.Let me tell you the whole story. I bought a Brand new Nokia E65 for my dad (using his card :P)  in the month of November. it turned out that the pone had some problem and it went to Offline mode. So it was dutifully given to the Nokia Care @ kolkata for repair. Just to know that the phone is not repairable. Now comes the intresting part. “Nokia India” has a policy in which the they let the guys at decide what to do with the cell phone. and most of the time the nokia care guys give you a replacement phone. If you think its a brand new piece than you are wrong they give you a refurbished set. You call it my luck!! The set that the nokia guys returned to my dad is more than 6 month old. and looks dirty than his 1 year old Nokia 1100. Here is the conclusion in the matter.1. Nokia makes buggy sets and sell them to customer for hefty (for a premium) price.2. when the customer goes for the repair he is handed old piece and the buggy piece goes back for the sale. 3. On calling the customer you are greeted with a voice like that of a landlord to his tenant after 3rd of non payment.  Nokia has the worst customer care in where the guys are rude and are not ready to listen to what the client says and go on like a tape recorder!!From now on i will say no to NO-kia. iPhone here i come. (Apple has the best costumer support in the world)This week end i saw two movies both has two thing common. First both had child actor having reel age of 8 years. second both the movies made me Cry. Before you comment WTF you are guy and guys don’t cry. well i cry.In TZP i cried when the title song started. I didn’t cried at the end but i cried when i saw there are so many children and there are so few to help them. and i cried when i watched the bubbly movie called “The Game Plan” i cried because i in some way missed my parents. (ask anyone who lived in hostel how much they miss there parents.)

Ten things I miss having in my life now

 

I have been tagged by one of the reader, renamed from “Honey Bee” to, “Bee, Honey Bee” (a la – Bond, James Bond estyle)

1.                  Those school prayers where we used o recite Sanskrit shlokas. I still remember studing in Sarasawati Shishu Mandir at my native village where we used to sing “Shanti Path” (peace hymn). It gave internal peace than the prayer sung at my English medium school. Though some of them were at par with the Sanskrit shlokas. Like Rabindra nath thakurs – Where mind is without fear.

 2.                  The times when the whole class was your friend. Those school days where love was what you did to your class teacher than to your classmate. When the person who shared his/her lunch box with you was your best friend. The only difference between a girl and boy was of skirt and shorts

 3.                  I was send to hostel when I was in class 4th (the same way my elder sis and bro were sent off). So I don’t know what does it takes to stay at home and get the love of mom and dad. If given a chance I would love to stay with mom and dad. But if you ask me what I will do with my kid. I will surely send them to hostel

 4.                  Those hormonal effects when you reach middle school. Those crush, proposals and rejections. I was one of those normal guys and so was my crush. IT happened when I was old enough to know more difference between a guy and gal. It was a one sided affair went on for 6 months after that she left the school :).

 5.                  No I can forget the hostel days. So was I. Those friends and those pranks you play and the times you bullied you juniors and times you were bullied. To bunk the hostel walls and go and watch the movies.

 6.                  Those measly pocket money you get every week end. And trips to the Local Guardian’s place on outings days,

 7.                  Coming down to college and a new smell of freedom. Bunking classes were much easier than taking a sick leave.

 8.                  Those weekend birthday parties where booze was an essential item. It was the time when food was surplus and booze was scarce.

 9.                  College never gave the exam blues as much it was in school. The study was the first priority in school days and it become the last when I came down to college. Marks 71% in 10th, 61 in 12th, and 57 in college is a sure shot sign of that.

 10.              For reasons unknown to me I still miss my school days more than my college days.