I remember making friends with a retired Canadian psychologist years ago. A wannabe Indologist, he had come across a Usenet post of mine, an experimental post to test its murky waters. It was great going initially, until he began gradually griping about my exotic choice of words.
There were others causes of friction as well, including my apparently offbeat thoughts. Anyway, his constant cribs about my extensive malapropisms made me do a rethink on my style. Try as I might, I couldn't convince myself into believing the allegations.
Well, countless people before and after him have leveled charges against me on similar grounds. There must be some truth after all! Sid's mail simply adds cause to the conviction! Loved what he wrote...although it was mostly beyond the scope of my limited vocabulary!
Sid, the demarcation between me and 'normal' people was never so conspicuous! Thanks! Seriously, I'll try to do something about it. I love not belonging to the camp of 'nor…
I set about republishing a hidden post featuring a video footage of Rohit's last day in Bangalore. I discovered, much to my horror, that the entire post had gone missing except for the heading, comments and the footage itself, which was hosted by Youtube.
All those thoughts and elucidations were in vain! I feel so sorry for myself. Why did the text go missing? I never deleted it! If such anomalies are the norm for drafts, I'm afraid it calls for a serious rethink on my modus operandi for secret posts. I guess I'll have to look for other avenues. After all, I can't afford losing my most precious, intimate and potentially inflammable posts!
Tried some bowling. Discovered (not to my surprise) how horrible I could be. The trajectories the bowls followed had no idea where to head and what to do. They rolled aimlessly, randomly and leisurely to miss as many targets as possible. Sure, if we reversed the aim of the game, I would be a champion by default! But who would listen? I couldn't bear the humiliation much longer and embraced the relative sanctity of being a mere spectator.
Among the many things I didn't do were consuming alcohol, dancing (an improvisation of wild limb shaking to blaring noise mistaken for music) and jumping into the pool. Had a few meaningful discussions though. Overate, once again spoiling my resolve to shed weight. The mutton was too delicious to resist. Had 3 scoops of ice cream.
The return journey was delayed and we were getting despondent. Rescue came after many excruciating moments. Mantu was getting increasingly worried at home. When I finally reached my destination,…
Old habits die hard. I've been publishing posts that I perhaps shouldn't, especially now. I'll exercise more restraint in the days to come, although the quantity of posts will not dwindle. They'll just be kept secret for the time being.
So expect a thinning of visible posts in the days to come.
I've got a confession to make: I think of 'doing it' all the time. I look at the computer screen at work, feel bored, close my eyes...and invariably think of doing it. I'm in the bus, staring vacantly at the maddening crowd outside, shut my eyes & think of doing it. I reach home exhausted and reeling; think of doing it. I wake up on weekend mornings, think of dedicating the entire day doing it...and end up complying for only a few minutes, exceedingly satisfying though it may be.
I think of the blessed day when the object of my affection had come home with me for the first time. I was tempted to doing it that very night, but better sense prevailed and I didn't. We just lay together in bed before I fell asleep.
But temptations are hard to resist and I finally did it for the first time! It was magical and very special, something that has kept me loyal for all these months. I can still recall the anticipation, the excitement, the apprehension, the uncertainty, the o…
I must thank my lucky stars for granting me roommates who are excellent chef material! In Pune, it was Kaushik. And now in Bangalore, it's Santosh who's feeding me with daily culinary delights!
It was lazy-hazy-crazy yesterday and Santosh expressed the desire to have chicken for dinner, a prospect I greedily latched onto. I sponsored, Santosh cooked and we ate to our heart's content. And there was enough to last us for lunch today. I guess my sponsorship has been well exploited! Even the PC couldn't accommodate all the surplus chicken at once. The stock could even drag on till dinner. Let's see. I'm only worried about by expanding waistline!
Addendum: The neighbours have been trickling in ever since word got out. Wish I could shoo them away!
Last.fm Rocks! At 128 kbps, it may be too much for Indian broadband, but the audio quality is absolutely fabulous. The flash-rich site is a treat for the eyes and though the feature-heavy content takes time for the novice to understand, it's worth the trouble.
It's Prasant's last day in Bangalore. He leaves for Hyderabad tomorrow & I'll miss him.
Prasant, let me tell you why I didn't got to your birthday party: I hate crowds, and there were too many invitees. I hope you can forgive me for being so contemptuous. I don't regret not going, but I felt awfully guilty for not giving in even when you had insisted so hard on me joining.
Gurdas had sent us a mail a few weeks back informing that he would visit Bangalore soon. I was so caught up with the wreck that is my life that doing a follow up completely slipped my mind.
So Gurdas (fondly called Gorudas-a slave of cows!) called me up tonight and it was only then that I recalled receiving the email. Caught up with a lot of things. Rahul is in TISCO, Jamshedpur. Amarendra was last spotted somewhere in Jamshedpur. Shukanto-the biggest mystery of our batch-has apparently accomplished something commendable, although Gurdas couldn't really recall what it was. I just wish these people would take sufficient initiatives to be in touch with us. Living in the social fringe hardly helps. I should know!
I informed Gurdas about Bads being in the US, slated to come to India soon for a month-long stint after which he'll be back there. Gurdas enquired if he's coming to India just for laundry! We had a laugh.
Gurdas leaves for Mumbai tonight and I so wish we could schedule …
Here's my question: How often does a person fall in love in a lifetime?
Here are the answers I got:
(f) I have been truely and madly in love about ten or twelve times so far. I am 53.(f) as many as you like (f) Most people never do . They just think they do. I would say its most likely that around 10 in a million actually fall head over heels in love with someone and receive those feelings back towards them. Pretty **** i know but truth!! (f) As often as it takes him to find the right person.(f) head over heels in love...twice! i'm 26. so i guess that would average out to once every 10 years.(m) According to the bible, just once. 1 Chronicles ch.13 tells us about love. Try looking that up and make sure that all of those attributes are there before you go jumping into something. It may save you a lot of pain. (m) Certainly at least 3 or 4, and probably more like 8 or 10.It would be an unlucky person not to have felt it at least a few times. (m) I'm 21, twice.. I don't kno…
Santosh, Mani & Mantu went to a job fair today. Unfortunately, most of the available posts were for the experienced guys, not freshers.
Funny: My vocabulary is rather limited...but Blogger's is much worse! I can excuse it for being ignorant of Indian names, but some of its suggestions are just too funny. Here's the suggested alternative for Santosh: Sanitize. I won't even mention the other suggestions!
Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression - and work hard to make it great. One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog... And the next, you're passionately writing about your pet causes. Your blog is very important - and you're careful about who you share it with.What's Your Blogging Personality?
Santosh has won himself a female fan apparently living somewhere in the US. After the copyright scare, Santosh deleted all his uploads to Youtube, and this broke the mysterious lady's heart!
Santosh, clearly, couldn't afford to see this...and instead sent her an entire video via Uploadr since the file was far too huge to be sent via email attachments. The process took an hour-and-a-half, but our boy has enough patience to last him a lifetime!
Expect repeats...though I'll not mention them here.
Freedom of speech & expression is a fundamental right in India. Then why should this right be curbed just because a movie puts forth views that contradict conventionally held wisdom?
Society should be mature enough to assimilate views that are seemingly at loggerheads. That's the only way to social & personal amelioration. Sure there'll be people who'll be supremely upset by the very foundations of their faith being shaken. But if their faith is indeed right, shouldn't it be allowed to measure up to the challenge?
The beauty of civilization lies not in its homogeneity of thought...but in the lack of it. It's the multitude of thought processes that allow us to pick the best.
It's so sad to see the government doing so much harm to its own citizens. I guess even British Raj was better than this. If nothing else, it at least served to unify us.
Look at what's happening today. Caste divides are once again gaining prominence in our society. As if we didn't have enough forces to divide us anyway, the political fraternity seems hell bent upon digging our graves.
The caste-system, an anomaly of ancient India is simply being reintroduces and reinforced by corrupt government polity. It's time for us all to see through the sinister motives behind it all and stand united in defeating the curse of caste discriminations.
It's heartening to see so many citizens (mostly students) joining forces to protest against the administration's ulterior schemes. All is not lost...at least not yet.
First Yahoo! & Microsoft both offered me upgraded versions of their popular email destinations on the same day.
Now, they've done it again! Yahoo! has just unveiled its AJAX powered homepage while Microsoft has added Firefox support for the Windows Live Mail Experience, a niftier cousin to the vanilla Hotmail Classic View. And if you haven't guessed it yet, these upgrades once again happened on the same day...today!
Especially heartening is Microsoft's gradual support of the open source phenomenon. Their open source labs are hard at work trying to make interoperability a reality. If it treads the right course, its victory will be decisive. I was, am and will remain its greatest devotee!
Met Sreelatha ma'am in the cafeteria after lunch. So nice to freshen old memories!
BTW, it was my first day in the new cafeteria. The food tastes distinctively different. However, there isn't sufficient floor space or ventilation and the whole place looked too crowded for my liking. The canopy causes the place to resemble an oven in the afternoon. Enough to bake me in half-an-hour! Enjoyed the change though.
And I took my weight today(in the morning). Won't even bother to mention how dangerously the scale tipped! Never ever had I imagined such a day would dawn! It's time for some desperate measures.
Santosh is now employed full-time in flirting with Youtube, Orkut and Wikipedia. Ever since I helped him discover the virtues of streaming video via Youtube, he has been busy entertaining himself with the choicest of streams, mostly Indian. Uploading some videos from his own computer was to follow soon, and it did so with fanatic regularity; even though the bandwidth-hogging exercise tried our patience. And if the connection is severed in the middle of the upload, it's back to square one! But my dear roommate is not to be deterred by such tribulations. Here's an idiosyncrasy that had vexed us no end. Mani's computer acts as the proxy server for Santosh's PC. Each time sometime toggles a switch in his room on/off, there's an electrical disturbance that disconnects the systems from the Net. Now you can well imagine how irritating it is for us to put up with the frequent disconnections. The remedy is simple. We simply have to physically disconnect and then connect the …
I've lost track of the number of times I've been asked to change my Blogger photo since I uploaded it a few days back. Is it really that bad? I actually loved it. Loved it so much that I almost fell for it!
If people are griping about the photo, it simply means they've forgotten how mediocre I look in real life!
Ya, that's the number of messages someone sent me continually in an impromptu therapeutic session! I docked my Nokia to the PC since punching keys on the tiny keypad is not my kinda thing. But the other end didn't have such luxury.
Thanks, buddy! I hardly merit the pains you took to answer my plaintive messages. Though I refute some of your views, I agree with most of what you said. I guess we choose friends who echo the voices in our subconscious mind. You echoed them well, although they were sometimes lacerating.
A friend like you is an asset. Thanks once again for being there.
After being obsessed with Wikipedia entries for his native place, Santosh has now turned his attention to uploading Bhojpuri songs to Youtube. I love the mania with which he works. Just do a search to view his uploads.
I'm tired of griping about the highly erratic and anomalous IE. I was expecting things to return to normal after switching back to IE 6. Things were working fine until I got adventurous once again and decided to download the MSN Toolbar since it allowed tabbed browsing. I'm so used to tabbed browsing (via Firefox) and now that my task bar is so infested with a plethora of tasks that I just can't do without it.
Downloaded it. It worked fine for a day. Then it went crazy. The moment you tried opening the third tab, the IE window closed along with all other IE windows I had! Tried the same thing multiple times and each time the same problem surfaced.
This will be my last post complaining about IE. Frankly, I'm growing tired treading the same line. My cup of woes is flooding anyway.
Guess what would have happened if I hadn't spurned a previous offer to do some Java coding. I would be in Sweden in a few days from now! Greed has done me in. I'm starting to believe in sinister celestial schemes.
I've heard people crying hoarse about Firefox failing them so miserably, they had to revert to their beloved IE. Since I'm on an installation spree on my stark-naked desktop, I thought of downloading and installing IE 7 Beta 2.
I did, only to repent within a matter of few minutes. The bleeding-edge embracing IE came up with a peculiar memory error within a few minutes of being launched each time, forcing it to shut down. I tried it many times and each time the same memory error was being thrown at me. I even tried rebooting. Nothing helped.
Had to uninstall it after that. My previous flirtation with IE 7 had not been a happy one either. For the moment, I'll remain loyal to Mozilla Firefox. By the way, IE is indeed indispensable when surfing certain sites. And you don't even need to launch IE to visit those sites. Simply try IE Tab to use the IE rendering engine from within Firefox itself! Mission accomplished!
By the way, there are sites that indeed work better with Firef…
I had a thousand pleasant thoughts sprinting across my head-nourishing fodder for my blog. Alas, all is lost...to my despendency on account of, well, you know what!
I'll need time to recover. I've lost the will to write, I've lost the will to fight, I've lost the will to do anything creative. It's a given that I'm an emotional wreck and certaing things affect me deep. My thoughts are all clogged.
...who has been visiting my blog and couldn't help emailing me tonight!
I love receiving comments from all and sundry because it lets me know what people think. There's nothing wrong in remaining anonymous, you are just exercising your right to privacy.
I value people who think and have an open mind. If you are one of them, you are indeed lucky! Few people have an independence of thought. Do you know why most people think alike and have the same views? It's because most people don't think at all! They simply latch on to borrowed thoughts of the precious few who can think!
I would appreciate your continuing to visit my humble blog. At least it'll prove my abysmal writing has sufficient pull!
Dhyani has finally got a project, although it's different from mine. He'll probably have to shift to another facility, and if that happens...well, I'll sorely miss him. But I'm happy for him since his new office will be closer home.