Its been a while i am not blogging on anything. but i have thinking alot. Here is what came out of my thought flow.
Life is full of shit, We are just neck deep!!
Sometimes opposite of “Cold” is “Hard”!!
(you must be too intimate or drunk to understand the second one)
The last week end was a memorable one. I attended of my cousin’s marriage. and being on the organizer’s side of the family (yeah the cousin is a gal). I was there at the marriage venue from evening 4 to morning 5. Life could have been better but i had to goto to Tirupathi with my parents for a darsan. lord save my poor soul and tired body, for the day of darshan was sunday and my lucks told me it was one hell of crowd was there to take a tiny winy glimps of the god!!
back to my room on sunday. Today mom and day left back for the native and Voila there flight was at the 6.30 in the morning. Great one. So i am at present trying to type this while wanding off my sleep!!
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 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!!
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.
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.)