I press rewind button...
Well,.. everything that is entwined with my memories deserves a place in my blog too..
May 10, 2009
April 19, 2009
Hope to c u soon! :p
A blogger fren of mine, read this book 'P.S. I love you' by Cecelia Ahern, also watched some movie based on the book and wrote this 'hopeless' post :p
I will not throw all my reflections and reactions to the post here... But the post did push me into thinking that .. when I leave this world, I definitely shouldn't be leaving you ppl entirely and once for all (n more.. so easily)...
This whole thing has a point.
I thought... if I were to leave a note to all u ppl, for u to read after I will be gone,... hmm...what should that contain...?!
I know u all well.. Is that too hard to decide? :p .. I know what I should write ..
N moreover, it definitely doesn't need a website and stuff to convey 'this' to you... You better read it in my blog rather than from some damn website..
It would say:
'If u r happy that I am gone,... I am waiting for you, old one! :p :p :p'
Ha ha
I will not throw all my reflections and reactions to the post here... But the post did push me into thinking that .. when I leave this world, I definitely shouldn't be leaving you ppl entirely and once for all (n more.. so easily)...
This whole thing has a point.
I thought... if I were to leave a note to all u ppl, for u to read after I will be gone,... hmm...what should that contain...?!
I know u all well.. Is that too hard to decide? :p .. I know what I should write ..
N moreover, it definitely doesn't need a website and stuff to convey 'this' to you... You better read it in my blog rather than from some damn website..
It would say:
'If u r happy that I am gone,... I am waiting for you, old one! :p :p :p'
Ha ha
March 22, 2009
My roomie's story...
Before I start to tell you her story, there are 2 things you should know about her:
1. She doesn't have a roomie (She is not as lucky as I am)
2. She is the best person in the world.
The story begins....
There lives a fairy princess.. in either of the only two places she now belongs in the whole world - her two cubicles.
N so in our story, there are 2 cubicles.... There is also a 4-km distance between them.
Cubicle1: the heavenly place she was once very excited about... has 2 tables, a chair, a cupboard, a phone and a plug point. The lighting is dim and the temperature is artificially maintained. The ambience is cool :)
Cubicle2: the last thing she likes in this world ... but she somehow ended up living there. she also pays for it :(.. It has 2 beds, 2 mattresses, a cupboard and 2 plug points.. The temp gets automatically maintained due to lack of ventilation..
(Actually, Cubicle2 should have been different from cubicle1, for it is supposed to have a human being (a 'roomie') additionally.. But it is not).
The central character of our story, .. our heroine... gets up in the morning (not exactly) in cubicle2. And cubicle1 awaits her... She has a 'laptop' which she always carries, cursing its weight (and keeps wondering what to do wid it) ...n a bike which carries her (weight!!!). She travels the 4 km 'loong' journey on her bike.. Our loser thoroughly enjoys the ride.
At Cubicle1 she tries to 'work'. No more will be said abt this.
Work prolongs a day. For our princess, the day is short. She heads 'home'. She again gets very excited about her 4 km journey.. Pity her!
At cubicle2, she wonders if she has really 'worked' and decides to learn 'how to work'. She goes to sleep. The day ends for another morning to come.........
She has many frens.. They have cubicles too.. But our heroine has two when the others have only one!... aand its a 'CUBICLE'. She now authors 'A dummy's guide to cubicle life' for herself ..... She is eager to read it.. :O :!!!
1. She doesn't have a roomie (She is not as lucky as I am)
2. She is the best person in the world.
The story begins....
There lives a fairy princess.. in either of the only two places she now belongs in the whole world - her two cubicles.
N so in our story, there are 2 cubicles.... There is also a 4-km distance between them.
Cubicle1: the heavenly place she was once very excited about... has 2 tables, a chair, a cupboard, a phone and a plug point. The lighting is dim and the temperature is artificially maintained. The ambience is cool :)
Cubicle2: the last thing she likes in this world ... but she somehow ended up living there. she also pays for it :(.. It has 2 beds, 2 mattresses, a cupboard and 2 plug points.. The temp gets automatically maintained due to lack of ventilation..
(Actually, Cubicle2 should have been different from cubicle1, for it is supposed to have a human being (a 'roomie') additionally.. But it is not).
The central character of our story, .. our heroine... gets up in the morning (not exactly) in cubicle2. And cubicle1 awaits her... She has a 'laptop' which she always carries, cursing its weight (and keeps wondering what to do wid it) ...n a bike which carries her (weight!!!). She travels the 4 km 'loong' journey on her bike.. Our loser thoroughly enjoys the ride.
At Cubicle1 she tries to 'work'. No more will be said abt this.
Work prolongs a day. For our princess, the day is short. She heads 'home'. She again gets very excited about her 4 km journey.. Pity her!
At cubicle2, she wonders if she has really 'worked' and decides to learn 'how to work'. She goes to sleep. The day ends for another morning to come.........
She has many frens.. They have cubicles too.. But our heroine has two when the others have only one!... aand its a 'CUBICLE'. She now authors 'A dummy's guide to cubicle life' for herself ..... She is eager to read it.. :O :!!!
February 21, 2009
A bugged life
Life has turned. The dream is interrupted.... The sun now shines day and night....... n the midnight oil continues to burn...
I keep getting work...
Yes..
I have become busy now-a-days!!! :(
Not that my work demands so much.... but the loser in me does... I feel glued to my chair since ages ... and my cubicle already seems like a confinement.. An entire month seems to be tightly squeezed into a week.. The whole story is action packed but the movie's fate is a mystery!.... Reality stands right in front of me n forces my eyes open :( Now I see the 'reality'. Am I a little late?
I was made a developer, and I now realize my life is bugged!!!
I have a lot to learn...
There are times innumerable in the recent past, when I felt like a kid.. and wanted to enjoy little pleasures of life...yet again.. :) The best thing of 'growing up' is that, doing things you did as kids gives you much more pleasure now than it then did..! My thanks to all my frens who helped me live that life again.. My past gave me frens whom I can cherish through out my life.. Sadly it also made me part from them. N now I miss them... Every moment here makes me nostalgic. I feel lost!
To add to the misery, a fren of mine who writes a dozen posts a day in her blog [R u reading this? :p :p :p] stopped writing suddenly.. The only thing I can do, sitting in office, to escape work for a split second (I cannot afford more) is refresh my orkut window (now I don't even have to do that..;) or read blogs. I never knew that I could be tortured just by not updating blogs.. What a life!! I would have sued her if I can! How could she do this to me?
N many of my frens who stay nearby don't seem to remember me especially when they make some 'treat' plans :p {I made my lists.. though}. Some make movie plans (I mean only plans :p) N some of them, take 'pain' to scrap ... only to increase their scrap count :p :p They accuse me of such obsession.. but donot realize they have been counting my scraps all the time out of JEA***** :p. Some of them are both near and far.. :(( I shall give them some shocks soon.. Some of them are really far... (can't help.. Keep scrappin/calling ). The only relief I have is this lady with 'erratic thoughts'.. She doesn't stay quite far .. n gives me a welcome whenever I need..
.
My new best fren, my Honda activa did me a big favour by making my office hours flexible.. The beauty and beast... my latest obsession. Though it demanded a lot of wait and weight... it made them both a pleasure :)
With things going on this way, all I ask of life is to teach me how to laugh at myself..
P.S: There is a lot of exaggeration here.. This post deserves it all :p
AN UPDATE: The movie is UTTER FLOP!!
I keep getting work...
Yes..
I have become busy now-a-days!!! :(
Not that my work demands so much.... but the loser in me does... I feel glued to my chair since ages ... and my cubicle already seems like a confinement.. An entire month seems to be tightly squeezed into a week.. The whole story is action packed but the movie's fate is a mystery!.... Reality stands right in front of me n forces my eyes open :( Now I see the 'reality'. Am I a little late?
I was made a developer, and I now realize my life is bugged!!!
I have a lot to learn...
There are times innumerable in the recent past, when I felt like a kid.. and wanted to enjoy little pleasures of life...yet again.. :) The best thing of 'growing up' is that, doing things you did as kids gives you much more pleasure now than it then did..! My thanks to all my frens who helped me live that life again.. My past gave me frens whom I can cherish through out my life.. Sadly it also made me part from them. N now I miss them... Every moment here makes me nostalgic. I feel lost!
To add to the misery, a fren of mine who writes a dozen posts a day in her blog [R u reading this? :p :p :p] stopped writing suddenly.. The only thing I can do, sitting in office, to escape work for a split second (I cannot afford more) is refresh my orkut window (now I don't even have to do that..;) or read blogs. I never knew that I could be tortured just by not updating blogs.. What a life!! I would have sued her if I can! How could she do this to me?
N many of my frens who stay nearby don't seem to remember me especially when they make some 'treat' plans :p {I made my lists.. though}. Some make movie plans (I mean only plans :p) N some of them, take 'pain' to scrap ... only to increase their scrap count :p :p They accuse me of such obsession.. but donot realize they have been counting my scraps all the time out of JEA***** :p. Some of them are both near and far.. :(( I shall give them some shocks soon.. Some of them are really far... (can't help.. Keep scrappin/calling ). The only relief I have is this lady with 'erratic thoughts'.. She doesn't stay quite far .. n gives me a welcome whenever I need..
.
My new best fren, my Honda activa did me a big favour by making my office hours flexible.. The beauty and beast... my latest obsession. Though it demanded a lot of wait and weight... it made them both a pleasure :)
With things going on this way, all I ask of life is to teach me how to laugh at myself..
P.S: There is a lot of exaggeration here.. This post deserves it all :p
AN UPDATE: The movie is UTTER FLOP!!
January 14, 2009
Now I am a LAZY GENIOUS :p
I found this community 'Lazy Genious' in orkut .. :D
I have already joined all '*Lazy*' communities I found there.. (Believe me .. it didn't take much effort:) )
But this one has an additional requirement :O
Hmm......
I am sure I 100% fit into 50% of it..
I am not sure if I fit atleast 50% into the rest of it ;)
So ... Shall I Join / shall I not ?
If I think too much abt this.. I will not even qualify for the first condition..... ;)
I better click 'Join' and forget
Now do I qualify for the second half?
What do u say? :p ;)
I have already joined all '*Lazy*' communities I found there.. (Believe me .. it didn't take much effort:) )
But this one has an additional requirement :O
Hmm......
I am sure I 100% fit into 50% of it..
I am not sure if I fit atleast 50% into the rest of it ;)
So ... Shall I Join / shall I not ?
If I think too much abt this.. I will not even qualify for the first condition..... ;)
I better click 'Join' and forget
Now do I qualify for the second half?
What do u say? :p ;)
December 10, 2008
Rectifier Needed ......
ECG
An electrical engg in me cannot fail to see an alternating voltage wave in that pattern.
COMMON MAN's REACTIONS TO NEWSPAPER HEADLINES
A burst of anguish.... a surge of fury..... a sudden awakening ... the rebouncing of sleeping ideologies... some retrospection.... some new resolutions..... a new born excitement... a little sense of unity.... some useless conclusions drawn based on minimal knowledge n understanding.... some free advise..... a little action (mostly limited to a few fwds n mail chains n some protests n posts like this in blogs)...
&
the common man's common state - 'inaction'.... passivity .... blame-game ..... & no change
The very alternating pattern....
Haven't you ever wondered if the human heart 'powers' the human emotions as well?
If so, why did it have to be an AC source?
Why wasn't it designed to produce DC?
Who can 'RECTIFY' this?
Won't it work wonders that way?
An electrical engg in me cannot fail to see an alternating voltage wave in that pattern.
COMMON MAN's REACTIONS TO NEWSPAPER HEADLINES
A burst of anguish.... a surge of fury..... a sudden awakening ... the rebouncing of sleeping ideologies... some retrospection.... some new resolutions..... a new born excitement... a little sense of unity.... some useless conclusions drawn based on minimal knowledge n understanding.... some free advise..... a little action (mostly limited to a few fwds n mail chains n some protests n posts like this in blogs)...
&
the common man's common state - 'inaction'.... passivity .... blame-game ..... & no change
The very alternating pattern....
Haven't you ever wondered if the human heart 'powers' the human emotions as well?
If so, why did it have to be an AC source?
Why wasn't it designed to produce DC?
Who can 'RECTIFY' this?
Won't it work wonders that way?
December 07, 2008
Frog in the well flies!
I wanted to fly...
But I had no wings !
:(
I just closed my eyes
.... n looked inside
I realized I do have...!!!
I took off... :)
But I had no wings !
:(
I just closed my eyes
.... n looked inside
I realized I do have...!!!
I took off... :)
October 29, 2008
Waking-up hassles
Someone somewhere said ........
Half of our life is 'wasted' (:x) in sleeping. The other half is what we have....
I can definitely say that this proportion does not hold in my case :)... Well ... whatever the proportion is, ... all the time I 'have', I owe it to my alarm clock. My day has to begin wid the world's most annoying noise, which I hate to hear and yet make sure I hear it the next morning. I still don't wake up ... Do I? My hand invariably hits that thing right on the top of its head and I am blessed wid 5 more minutes of peaceful sleep. It almost became involuntary to me that I grope for the snooze button at the start of the sound. Not once, I press snooze button almost as many times as I press all the buttons on my keyboard for the rest of the day in office.
In my childhood, my father used to take up this impossible task of waking me up in the morning. Daddy Bravo! He surely has a way wid me ... n he mastered his techniques well .. Had u ever seen any old mythological movie, it won't be hard to imagine how our typical mornings would look like..... You can easily see a warfield (its no less BTW) and my father there .. like Arjuna (or any typical archer, ..you name him) fighting to win over my laziness. He releases his powerful Vaayavyastra (puts fan off).... well.. ok.. this is infact an inverse of vayavyastra. This never worked any way. He then uses his Suryastra (with a built-in aagneyastra).... he pulls off the curtains to let hot sunlight fall over my face. By this time, my sleep would entirely be gone.. But my resistance never so easily loses. I continue to lie in bed still pretending to be sleepy. He then employs his Varunastra... the most powerful one... He doesn't even have to :o .. the name itself works.. As my father approaches me, with a half frozen bottle of water from our fridge, I sit right up in my bed. He then pulls me into some silly conversation and that is the end. This little routine left many sweet memories in my mind.. I miss my dad so much. And this is one other reason why I hate my alarm.. it reminds me of his absence.
It has always been a futile attempt to synchronize my biological clock wid my alarm clock (I only wish for vice versa). I grew tired of it. I was famous in my entire circle for my 'odd' timings. 'Odd' is it? In the previous year, this oddity was at its peak. I almost had an entirely nocturnal lifestyle for the whole year. Got up when the sun sat right over my head, had lunch for breakfast, dinner for lunch and always skipped dinner ;).. Sat in lab all night and went back to hostel only to wish my frens 'good morning'. The unfriendly extremes of weather, and the hectic and demanding schedules of IIT life made it the most convenient schedule. Once, it so happened that, I decided not to miss my breakfast ... so I had my breakfast and then went to sleep. It became very difficult for me to sleep at night. Not even counting numbers helped ..100s, 1000s.... the count went on but it was impossible for me to sleep. Some very unfortunate days (fortunately there were only a few), when deadlines just got over, I would have the evenings free. Such days, I used to hold movie sessions (one more thing I was famous for). They started after dinner time and went on... till 3, 4, 5 and even 6. Then I see sunlight... haa its time to sleep ;).
I always prefer working in late hours (and last minutes) when the whole world (sry... only the world which is on my side of the globe) is sleeping. Early to bed, early to rise makes u healthy, wealthy and wise... probably this explains why I am so unwise not to realize this. My father always said ... early hours of the day (brahmamuhurtham) are so auspicious.. n whatever u do at the time is successful. He is absolutely true... the most crucial achievements of my life happened at that that time ... (many aha moments, many deadlines met, my major project .. all finished ;) at those hours. Thankfully, whosoever brought in the concept of 'brahmamuhurtham', didn't say that we have to 'start' things at that hour. I would have been the greatest loser then! Now .. that I manage it somehow ... I am not (How clever I am!).
Listen ... all u.. who still complain abt my timings - Now my routine is changed. I have 'learnt' how to get some sleep (You only need to get a manager to report to the next morning n sleep will come). N how to wake up came automatically to me.
If deadlines come, I am afraid, my routine will come back too.. :o Why don't u realize that I was only born on the wrong side of the globe!!? My timings are perfectly alright :p Its all relative u see!
Half of our life is 'wasted' (:x) in sleeping. The other half is what we have....
I can definitely say that this proportion does not hold in my case :)... Well ... whatever the proportion is, ... all the time I 'have', I owe it to my alarm clock. My day has to begin wid the world's most annoying noise, which I hate to hear and yet make sure I hear it the next morning. I still don't wake up ... Do I? My hand invariably hits that thing right on the top of its head and I am blessed wid 5 more minutes of peaceful sleep. It almost became involuntary to me that I grope for the snooze button at the start of the sound. Not once, I press snooze button almost as many times as I press all the buttons on my keyboard for the rest of the day in office.
In my childhood, my father used to take up this impossible task of waking me up in the morning. Daddy Bravo! He surely has a way wid me ... n he mastered his techniques well .. Had u ever seen any old mythological movie, it won't be hard to imagine how our typical mornings would look like..... You can easily see a warfield (its no less BTW) and my father there .. like Arjuna (or any typical archer, ..you name him) fighting to win over my laziness. He releases his powerful Vaayavyastra (puts fan off).... well.. ok.. this is infact an inverse of vayavyastra. This never worked any way. He then uses his Suryastra (with a built-in aagneyastra).... he pulls off the curtains to let hot sunlight fall over my face. By this time, my sleep would entirely be gone.. But my resistance never so easily loses. I continue to lie in bed still pretending to be sleepy. He then employs his Varunastra... the most powerful one... He doesn't even have to :o .. the name itself works.. As my father approaches me, with a half frozen bottle of water from our fridge, I sit right up in my bed. He then pulls me into some silly conversation and that is the end. This little routine left many sweet memories in my mind.. I miss my dad so much. And this is one other reason why I hate my alarm.. it reminds me of his absence.
It has always been a futile attempt to synchronize my biological clock wid my alarm clock (I only wish for vice versa). I grew tired of it. I was famous in my entire circle for my 'odd' timings. 'Odd' is it? In the previous year, this oddity was at its peak. I almost had an entirely nocturnal lifestyle for the whole year. Got up when the sun sat right over my head, had lunch for breakfast, dinner for lunch and always skipped dinner ;).. Sat in lab all night and went back to hostel only to wish my frens 'good morning'. The unfriendly extremes of weather, and the hectic and demanding schedules of IIT life made it the most convenient schedule. Once, it so happened that, I decided not to miss my breakfast ... so I had my breakfast and then went to sleep. It became very difficult for me to sleep at night. Not even counting numbers helped ..100s, 1000s.... the count went on but it was impossible for me to sleep. Some very unfortunate days (fortunately there were only a few), when deadlines just got over, I would have the evenings free. Such days, I used to hold movie sessions (one more thing I was famous for). They started after dinner time and went on... till 3, 4, 5 and even 6. Then I see sunlight... haa its time to sleep ;).
I always prefer working in late hours (and last minutes) when the whole world (sry... only the world which is on my side of the globe) is sleeping. Early to bed, early to rise makes u healthy, wealthy and wise... probably this explains why I am so unwise not to realize this. My father always said ... early hours of the day (brahmamuhurtham) are so auspicious.. n whatever u do at the time is successful. He is absolutely true... the most crucial achievements of my life happened at that that time ... (many aha moments, many deadlines met, my major project .. all finished ;) at those hours. Thankfully, whosoever brought in the concept of 'brahmamuhurtham', didn't say that we have to 'start' things at that hour. I would have been the greatest loser then! Now .. that I manage it somehow ... I am not (How clever I am!).
Listen ... all u.. who still complain abt my timings - Now my routine is changed. I have 'learnt' how to get some sleep (You only need to get a manager to report to the next morning n sleep will come). N how to wake up came automatically to me.
If deadlines come, I am afraid, my routine will come back too.. :o Why don't u realize that I was only born on the wrong side of the globe!!? My timings are perfectly alright :p Its all relative u see!
October 24, 2008
Inertia
Lucky u are ....
... if u can continue ... to Rest... when every damn thing in this world strives to push u into something.... tries to extract effort and hardwork out of u, makes u bend when you want to stretch and yawn.... You suddenly become soo huge that the greatest pressures get smaller and smaller as they build up and Fail to produce any motion in you .....The actions are at their extremes and yet the reactions are nil...
You just defy all Newton's laws and only continue to be as lazy as ever ... and perfectly enjoy being so....
but sincerely wish u could move wid these forces ;).... What a life!
... if u can continue ... to Rest... when every damn thing in this world strives to push u into something.... tries to extract effort and hardwork out of u, makes u bend when you want to stretch and yawn.... You suddenly become soo huge that the greatest pressures get smaller and smaller as they build up and Fail to produce any motion in you .....The actions are at their extremes and yet the reactions are nil...
You just defy all Newton's laws and only continue to be as lazy as ever ... and perfectly enjoy being so....
but sincerely wish u could move wid these forces ;).... What a life!