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.)
Category: Myself
KlueLess
Caution: If you are neck deep in work than don’t read any further. You might get addicted. I take no responsibility of lack of effort put by you towards work after reading this Post.Few days back i was playing Klueless3. For unknown its a online puzzle run by the IIM Indore, for their annual fest IRIS. It’s a simple game, in which the user to find 30 webpages. Your are given the link to first page and you are off. Each page has got a hint and you have to crack the hints and move onto next page. Not a big deal!! is it?? Well it took me more than 3 jobless weeks to solve it. For more info visit the site. Click here or copy and paste the following link in your browser http://www.iimi-iris.com/iris-2007/irising/klueless3 For those who wanna see my name as the finisher can visit the hall of fame and view my name at number 372. 🙂 Go Ahead and take the challenge!! Best Of Luck. IF you are really screwed and need my help. mail me. i will try to help you with a hint but nothing much..
Happy New Year
A heartfelt greeting to you all. Happy new year to you all. Hope you all have a great year ahead.
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.
The King had me Fished
You all must be thinking how am I doing? Where the Fcuk I have been? What about my job? Well here are the things I have done and my present status.
I have been traveling a lot after I was chucked off from my last working place. From my last post you all must have deduces that I was in native. From my native I moved on to Bombay to meet my sister and jiju (Brother in Law). I had a train to catch from mumbai to reach my back to Udupi. But I had to settle for a bus travel (because of a wait list ticket) that was to drop me off to Goa. Yes I was in Goa. Even though it was for one hour but I was there. From there a local train ride of 6 hours lands me back to udupi. Just to find me on bed with a very bad throat.
I planned to move to Bangalore in pursuit of a new job. I got a job call from a company, which has kept me on hooks for 2 weeks now. So if your company needs a lousy Mac Developer do let me know. BTW I must thank Shivkumar of U2B.in fame to come to me as my guarding angel. Thanks Shiv you encouraged and supported me at a time when I was down.
I also saw the India a little more than those previous adventures. I was in Jaipur and Delhi strictly on a pleasure trip. I have been to Khatu (my family deity’s temple), Salasar (known for Lord Hanumans) and Jhunjhunu (Known for temples Dedicated to Sati). It was a unique trip in its own. As this was the first my whole family went to our family deity’s temple and knew where we are. The last time we were there together was for my hair donating ceremony. When I was just 2 years old :D.
Jaipur was the place where we all met. Meaning my mom, dad and bro arrived via Delhi, di and jiju from mumbai and myself from b’lore. We were in Hotel Ashok Jaipur and my first impression of the hotel was it looks grand from outside but the rooms are no better than a medium hotel. The reasons can be many including understaffed and lack of renovation after it was built long ago!!
Most of you must be thinking why the post was named when there is nothing bout the kings and fishes. Delhi was the point to disband. I was the first one to leave and take a flight back to Bangalore. It was known as IT207 direct flight from Delhi to Bangalore at 8.45 run by airlines owned by Mr. Vijay Mallaya. It was the first time I was on board of kingfisher airlines owned airplane. Though the airhostesses were the same way dressed as that of the Spice jet. What had me the most impressed the service provided the people. Kudos guys you actually knew how to treat your passengers. The food though a bit cold was better than the other. It had a bowl of salad (I even asked for and extra salad). They have got another customer guy who will fly with them if the fares are within the acceptable limits :).