Diwali is here !!!!!!!!

Its the festive season , and everyone is happy. Banks are happy coz ppl will take more loans during festive season for house maintainance, new vehicle etc. Jewellers have a gala time.And likewise all the ppl have some reason to rejoice. And ppl like me , who work far far away from thier home , feel great to go home , meet their kiths and kins and thier old frnds and even those frnds who were working in the same city but didnt have time to meet them there.

But , I then wonder, hasnt our Diwali etc , have ended up becoming just a holiday season , a festive occasion and nothing more than that. I dont think , even 1% of the Hindus , even try to think of the meaning of Diwali and what it means to us. This looks just very close to what the Christian dominated countries like US and UK , do , announce a month long season for shopping and thereby help boast the economy of the country , forgetting completely , why they were granted those holidays.

I really feel , if this is the case, which seems very very likely , then why not stop/abort all thes holidays and make a new calander stating directly , that for this given week there will be a holiday which will have no bearing on the occasion in question.

Anyways , whtever it is, while you are away from work ,enjoy every moment of it and relax a lot, thats my mantra for the holidays. So guys , I am going home (Faridabad-Delhi's NCR) today evening and will be there till 14th Nov morning. So am not sure if I will be stil be posting my blogs , but promise all , I will write all the anecdotes of my holidays , when I am back in Bangalore.

Till then , "Happy Diwaling , Happy Holidaying and Enjoy Madee !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Life's a hell on hosur road

If NRN did not think of bangalore as the IT hub, then we would have had a much better mornings and far cooler evenings. Ask this to any poor software engineer who is working on the other side of the city(electronics city) , which is considered equivalent to the GREAT Silicon Valley and he will burst out with anger on the politicians. You wake up in the morning and start your day by praying god that you spend the least possible time on the Hosur road connecting the city to the Electronics City.You start your day all fresh and happy about the coming week and what adventures you gonna have in the coming week. You leave home , bidding goodbyes to all aunties and uncles and small kids who would be leaving for their school , with a HuGE load on their back( God knows how much these kids study).

And then you come to the bus stop.OMG !!! the scene of the already buzzing bangalore traffic and over this the huge population of your company ppl standing there and waiting for the bus.And then you hear ppl talking to each other on phone , some chatting about the pathetic condition of the traffic in Bangalore. And then after standing there for around half an hour , you realise that , there is a huge flood on the hosur road , due to heavy rainfall in bangalore. And you sit in the bus and it does not run , it slogs, you are at same spto for 2 hrs. Get irritated and get out of bus, go to a nearby resturant and have breakfast and come back to the bus. You keep waiting and waiting and finally after a few hours you reach the company and after all this turmoil , you dont feel like working.

And you com back home by the earliest bus available ( which was at 3pm) and come home and sleep. Thats how the days go on hour road, daily for thousnads of IT employees working there everyday.

Couple of Good Ones !!

A dentist was getting ready to clean an elderly lady's teeth. He noticed that she was a little nervous, so he began to tell her a story as he was putting on his surgical gloves... "Do you know how they make these rubber gloves?" She said, "No, I don't have any idea."
"Well," he spoofed, "down in Mexico they have this big building set up with a large tank of latex, and the workers are all picked according to hand size. Each individual walks up to the tank, dips their hands in, and then walks around for a bit while the latex sets and dries right onto their hands! Then they peel off the gloves and throw them into the big 'Finished Goods Crate' and start the
process all over again."
And she didn't laugh a bit! Five minutes later, during the procedure, he had to stop cleaning her teeth because she burst out laughing. The old woman blushed and exclaimed, "I just suddenly thought about how they must make condoms!""

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There was a software engineer, who used to develop programs on his Pentium machine, sitting under a tree on the banks of a river.
He used to earn his bread by selling those programs in the Sunday market. One day, while he was working, his machine tumbled
off the table and fell in the river. Encouraged by his childhood story of the lumberjack and axe, he started praying for the river goddess.
River Goddess wanted to test him and so appeared only after one month of rigorous prayers. The engineer told her that he lost his computer in the river. As usual, the Goddess wanted to test his honesty. She picked up a match box and asked Is this your computer ?.
Disappointed by the Goddess’ lack of computer awareness, No replied the engineer. Then she picked up a pocket sized calculator and asked if that was it. Annoyed by this, the engineer said No, not at all and also thought of educating the Goddess about computers.
Then she picked up his Pentium and asked if it was his. The engineer, left with no option, sighed and said Yes ! and took his machine.
The Goddess was happy for his honesty and was about to give the previous objects also to him.
But even before she could make the offer, the engineer asked the Goddess, Don’t you know that you should show me some better omputers, before bringing up my own ? Goddess, apparently angered at this, replied, I know that, you stupid donkey! The first two things I showed you were Millennium and Trillennium,the latest computers from IBM and disappeared. The Pentium followed her.

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A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks
into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed.

He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair, while tying the
girl to the bed he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up
and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband tells his
wife:

"Listen, this guy's an escaped convict, look at his clothes! He
probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years.
I saw how he kissed your neck." If he wants sex, don't resist, don't
complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he
nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry,
he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."

To which his wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He wwas
whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thought you were cute,
and asked me if we had any vaseline. I told him it was in the
bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you too!!"

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I urgently needed a few days holiday, but because I never had any leave due to me, I knew the Boss would not allow me to take a few days leave. I thought that maybe if I acted "Mad" then he would tell me to take a few days off. So I hung upside down on the ceiling and made funny noises.
My co-worker (who's blonde) asked me what I was doing ? I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb so that the Boss would think I was "Mad" and give me a few days off.

A few minutes later the Boss came into the office and asked "What are you doing ?"

I told him I was a light bulb. He said "You are mad - take a few days off".

I jumped down and walked out of the office.

When my co-worker (the blonde) followed me, the Boss asked her "...And where are you going?"

She said "I can't work in the dark !!!!"

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Maria had just gotten married and, being a traditional Italian, she was still a virgin. On her wedding night, staying at her mother's house, she was very nervous. Her mother reassured her, "Don't worry, Maria, Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take care of you. Meanwhile, I'll be making pasta." So, up she went. When she got upstairs, Tony took off his shirt and exposed his hairy chest. Maria ran downstairs to her mother and says, "Mama, Tony's got a big hairy chest." "Don't worry, Maria," says the mother, "all good men have hairy chests. Go upstairs. He'll take good care of you." So, up she went, again. When she got up in the bedroom, Tony took off his pants, exposing his hairy legs. Again, Maria ran downstairs to her mother. "Mama, Tony took off his pants and he's got hairy legs!" "Don't worry, all good men have hairy legs. Tony's a good man. Go upstairs and he'll take good care of you." So, up she went. When she got there, Tony took off his socks and on his left foot, he was missing three toes. When Maria saw this, she ran downstairs. "Mama, Tony's got a foot and a half!" "Stay here," says Mama, "and stir the pasta."

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A man checked into a hotel. There was a computer in his room, so he
decided to send an e-mail to his wife.
However, he accidentally typed wrong e-mail address, and without realizing
his error, he sent the e-mail.
Meanwhile.....somewhere in Houston, a widow had just returned home from
her husband's funeral. The widow decided to check her e-mail, expecting
messages from relatives and friends.
After reading the first message, she fainted. The widow's son rushed into
the room, found his mother on the floor, and saw the computer screen which
read:
To: My Loving Wife
Subject: I've reached
Date: 16 May 2002
I know you're surprised to hear from me. They have computers here now, and
you are allowed to send e-mails to your loved ones.
I've just reached and have been checked in. Everything here is professionally managed...the gatekeeper, the beautiful help desk executives, the maids....

I see that everything has been prepared for your arrival tomorrow.
Looking forward to seeing you then!
Hope your journey is as uneventful as mine was.
Thanks!

My Passion

I have had a very strong passion to play Guitar, but my mentality was like a child who sees the sea and says , wish he could ,learn how to swim. I always get fascinated by listening to somebody play Guitar , but dont have the patience and perseverance to learn myself. I wanna atleast give a try , but dont make my time planning proper and end up loosing the very precious weekend. Anyways , will try something some day , thats my hope and as they say "Umeed par duniyaa Kayam Hai".

Another passion of mine is Football.The moment I see football , my legs start to dribble the virtual football in between my legs and I get a pleasent feeling.I have been playing football since childhood and as seriously , i started playing from class 8th , when I was selected for school football team and I played from class 8th till the final year of my Engineering. But I realised during the end , that i have lost full stamina , now being on field for more than 15-20 min , was like a trauma. My legs would start shaking and I would gasp for air. I did play football in my company , but just for a few months and then it started raining and that was the end of my football.Since then , i have never played football but always wish I could. But I think i need to be very regular and keep my diet in control in order to be fit and fine to pursue my passion once again.

I recently started loving this game , which is orginally called Ping Pong(chinese contribution to the world of Sports) but is popularily know as Table Tennis or T.T. I dont play it great but love playing it. I came across this game seriosuly when I was on my Onsite assginment and saw the chinese play this game. They play TT fabulously . Watching them play is like a feast to the eyes and is no less than an international match seen live. Then onwards , i started to have a strong affection to the game and started playing it. I have progressed decently and will try to keep playing this game.

I love to cook, but only curries and not rotis/paranthas. But I love to cook , it give you some space to show your imagination/creativity/asthetic to come in live form. I hahve cooked at home quite a lot of time and have good taste for food. But i started cooking seriouly when I was onsite( actually , everyone hahs to cook , they wish or not). So i enjoyed cooked for intial few months but later it became a pain in A** and B***. So I would just cook some already cut vegetable and would finsih off the cooking in a few mintues. So , I love to cook but dont love forced cooking.


These are few of the passions I can remeber as of now. Will keep posting other intersting facts about myself later sometime.

My Weekend - Concord !!!

My goodness, weekends go like a concorde plane. Before you can realise that the weekend has started , its actually sunday nite and r shaken to really that , tomorrow , another f***ing week is gonna start.

Now that I try to recall, wht I did on the weekend, I am not able to find much points , excpet , that I slept like a LORD ( he he). Apart from that , I read Economic Times(hardcopy) and surfed few websites and then chatted with my old budies - Debo and Sunil and Kartavya for some time. And went for lunch .Rest of the day , i went to Forum(a shopping mall in the heart of Blore -Koramangla). Bought a good formal trouser from westside( Its a TATA group shop and actually pretty good in prices and quality). And also bought a formal Belt.Then came home all drenched in rain. My Goodness, blore's weather is becoming as unpredictable as England's and i dont even have an Umbrella. Even if I buy one , i know I am not going to carry it. so no use buying it( he he !). Anyways , came home , watched some junk movie and slept at 1am . Then today ie Sunday , my morning started at 12:30pm.Then went out for lunch at "Ghar Ka Khana" , a gujarati home made food joint. Came back and then cleaned my room , which was in pathetic condition for long time.So dusted the room and was chatting with a couple of my frnds. Then went for a cup of tea and Bread Butter jam , at the nearby Tea Stall. This guy sells around 500 bun butter/Jam , everyday. Acutally, i never ate Bun in such a form.But i like it. Then came back , and cleaned a couple of shirts, to be used next week for wearning. I really hate laundry , wish I had a washing machine and do away with all this stuff. Anyways , after that , I started my Laptop again and came across this nice blog of Miss Priyanka joshi, a journalist with Business Standard. Her blogs were interesting , she being a journalist .... Responded to one of her blog . You know , I have a very strong inclination towards journalist. Dont know if I want to become a jornalist or is it an infatualtion towards the profession of journalism. I was never good in English , so could never though of journalism( he he !!).

Me in Motor Boat in Goa Beach.

Myself at Donna Paula Beach in Goa. 

A Long Hectic But Wonderful Trip To Goa

Last few days , I could not update the Blog , coz I was out of town . I was on a long trip (4 days ) to a wonderful place full of scenic beautiy and lovely tourists and wonderful beaches, i.e Goa. It was a very hectic but very exicitng trip for me.

I am very tired today and feeling slight fever, so probably tomorrow i can update the whole trip details.

Nothing Unbelievable

Yday unbelieveable became todays exception when I woke up at 10:00 am instead of the planned 6:30am. But the fault is not entirely of me not getting up, it has more to do with the fact that I slept pretty late at 11:30pm. So a soul which has woken up at 6:00am and sleeping at 11:30pm , is bound to feel tired and I just gave up for good, else I would have felt tiredness and body ache the whole day.

Unbelievable

Its really unbelievable that I woke up at 6:45am , with the help of 6am
alarm and was in office at 8:16am. Its a sort of history which I have created.
I think I have come at this time in the office after atleast 15 months.

And all thanks to the book "A Monk Who Sold His Ferrari" by Robin Sharma , that I have
started to feel the early morning sun and the beauty of nature which covers my sorrounding.

I feel happy and fresh. See , with a little effort of waking up early in the morning, you can change the whole outlook of ur day.

Also , with the help of this book, now I have reignited my old flame to read , read like a voracious reader. I have a very impressive collection of books but I used to waste/kill time by surfing through the net or TV, both of which give little result when time is spend more than an hour at a strech. So now I have started to read books. And the current book is "Music in History". Its a very BIG book and will take me months altogether to finish it up. But come whatever may , I will not part with book , never ever. :-)

A really funny letter !!!

Father passing by his teenage daughter's bedroom was
astonished to see the bed was nicely made and
everything was neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope
propped up prominently on the centre of the pillow. It
was addressed "Dad". With the worst premonition, he
opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling
hands:-

Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing
you, but I'm leaving home. I had to elope with my new
boyfriend Randy because I wanted to avoid a scene with
Mom and you. I've been finding real passion with Randy
and he is so nice to me. I know when you meet him
you'll like him too - even with all his piercing,
tattoos, and motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the
passion Dad, I'm pregnant and Randy said that he wants

me to have the kid and that we can be very happy
together. Even though Randy is much older than me
(anyway, 42 isn't so old these days is it?), and has
no money, really these things shouldn't stand in the
way
of our relationship, don't you agree? Randy has a
great CD collection;he already owns a trailer in the
woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole
winter. It's true he has other girlfriends as well but
I know he'll be faithful to me in his own way. He
wants to have many more children with me and that's
now one of my dreams
too. Randy taught me that marijuana doesn't really
hurt anyone and he'll be growing it for us and we'll
trade it with our friends for all the cocaine and
ecstasy we
want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will
find a cure for AIDS so Randy can get better; he
sure deserves it!!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old now and I know how
to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back
to visit so you can get to know your grandchildren.
Your loving daughter, Rosie. At the bottom of the page
were the letters "PTO". Hands still trembling, her
father turned the sheet, and read:

PS: Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at the
neighbor's house. I just wanted to remind you that
there are worse things in life than my report card
that's in my desk centre drawer. Please sign it and
call when it is safe for me to come home. I love
you!!!

The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari

Today i got this book from a colleague and a friend of mine.This is one of the most wonderfully crafted books on "Meaning of Life", I have ever read. The beauty of this book is its highly simple use of words. This books flows life a river and you never feel like a soul to much drenched in philosophy and less of practical sense. Its a very well written book which glues its audience to a hypnotic sense until the end. But , as I had felt , you cannot read this book in one go , unless you have a very fast reading speed and you are experimenting it on this book. I said the previosu sentence coz , this book offers to real insite into your life and awakens you to such stark realities and techniques of making your life so much of worth , that you cannot believe it is so easy. Thats why , i also stopped in between and thought about it and started a blog to let other people think about it. I have a keen sense of knowing people deep inside, kindof a psycology of a person , so I can understand thtis book pretty well.I will keep posting the gist of various chapters of this book depending upon the feedback I receive.

As of now I can say just one thing , which I always tell everyone "There is just one life, live it to the fullest."