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It's not a good idea to be loyal to your blog. If you inadvertently set an agenda (that is blogged) and have a change of heart later, you really wish better sense had prevailed earlier. I stuck to the plan of Doing it , but only at 11:49 pm! And that too for just 5 mins only to stay true to my word. I didn't cook the Chinese , at least not until it was past midnight (so it was technically the next day)! Clever workarounds, though I had to cheat!

Nothing to here's the fillip (courtesy Sulekha)

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A fortnight's work gets ruined

I had been downloading music off the Net for the past 2 weeks and tonight I was close to getting my CD ready. Alas, when the job was nearing completion, the CD writer (there must be something buggy about it) completely ruined it and now my CD is unreadable! Should not have copied the final batch of songs! It's my 3rd CD to be ruined like this and I'm sure there's a physical defect with the CD writer. I'm starting from scratch. Gotta download all those songs yet again. My patience is being tried.

The Checks

I checked, double checked and triple checked the key on my way out this morning, just to make sure even Houdini couldn't escape with it without my knowledge. The recent experience has shaken me up bad and now I'm really paranoid. I'm inching towards obsessive-compulsive disorder!
Gotta learn the nuances of writing formal emails (that's almost an oxymoron!). Corporate ways can sometimes be too stifling for my liking.


It's high time I got into the habit of reading books as voraciously as I did as a child. Dad's no more and I have no more tantrums to throw to procure a book. I remember how excited I would get whenever I could lay my hands on a new book. I wonder what happened to the magical feeling that would overcome me. Consulting the dictionary is also something I must get used to. Well, at least on this front I'm exactly as I always was: too lazy to consult someone (rarely helpful) or something (like a dictionary or thesaurus, both very useful).
Microsoft Corp. has launched an online preview of its new Office 2007 .

Key to Misery

The day began ominously with a new bus being pressed into service to take us to office. I was oblivious to the change and made fun of the dilapidated thing when it approached our stop, little knowing that I would soon have to suffer the ignominy of boarding it! It looked like a pre-historic bus and the fact that it moved at all was a miracle. My office bag's zipper was malfunctioning for the past few days and this morning it finally gave way when the sliding tab came off from one of the sides, which left the pocket that contained my pens and key precariously open. What transpired at work remains off limits from my blog but I can let my readers in on one fact: I didn't use Firefox the whole day for the first time in a long while! Some achievement! Anyway, it was while returning home at 8:30 pm that I thought of probing my bag for the house key. I was aghast to find that it was missing! Searched every inch of my bag, my pockets, my everything! As ill luck would have i

Red Ants & Rubber Bands

Rubber bands are seemingly unknown to the city of Bangalore. Whenever I mention the name, shop attendants look quizzically at me - as if I had asked for Tritium Oxide for a nuclear plant in Pakistan! I'm sick of ants coming uninvited to my room and invading anything and everything edible. Last night I had instant noodles seasoned with countless ants...all because I had no way of sealing the pouch. I guess red ants are tasteless. This is the workaround I hope to implement tonight: I'll use the recently-retired pressure cooker to contain the noodles.
It's back to instant noodles for me! I didn't learn any cooking from Santosh. Finally got the tap fixed.

Teamwork Workshop

It was fun. It was participative. It was interactive. It allowed me to stay away from the computer (not entirely) for a day. The workshop began at 9:30 am and we had our initial round of introduction s -but with a twist. We were given 10 minutes to choose someone from the participants, get to know him better, and then a ss ume his identity while introducing ourselves! Donning the identity of a stranger while introducing myself (as him) was a great novelty. I chose the guy sitting next to me (& vice versa) since we had already broken the ice . My partner was a man of few words and I really had to work hard to add bulk to my (actually his) personality! Stage fright is what afflicts me deep but I somehow managed to get through the work at hand before my partner began his part of the job. The bugger made me look like a hollow can with no identity! All forgiven! The workshop was conducted by a guy named Sudhir and the way he carried himself was very impre ss ive. We were 17 participants
Santosh left for Ranchi early this morning. I'm attending a day-long training session today and so will not get much access to the Net (except for now!). I'll provide a dissertation if it's worth the effort.
Yahoo! Messenger 8 (BETA) is awesome! The browser has been virtually rendered redundant by the plug-ins!

Mumbai's Reputation

According to a recent finding by Reader's Digest, Mumbai is the world's rudest city. I'm not surprised. I'm in Bangalore and this is something I get to watch each morning while coming to office via the shuttle. People occupying the seats generally prefer the aisle side and refuse to move or make way for those standing to get a place. They use an age-old trick: look somewhere else and pretend to be oblivious of the poor guy. Better still, close your eyes! Only when the standing fellow pleads does the other guy consent to let him sit. Cheap mentality. It's not that we are lacking only in being courteous. Even civic sense is often available in scarce. A case in point: we use disposable glasses in our office. Seldom have I found people crushing the glasses before putting them into the bin. Consequently, the bin begins to overflow pretty soon and the poor errand boys end up being needlessly overworked. Mind you, I'm only talking about how the techies behave. Imagine

Rohit calls...

...from Kolkata. Sounded happy about how life's shaping up in Salt Lake. His only gripe seems to be the odd timings. If you work for people strewn all across the globe, your biological clock is screwed hard!

Tuesday goes without a post

Many reasons to justify the drought. I'm really really busy. My daily routine remains stagnant and there's hardly any room for variance. There's no babe in my life. If I had one, I would write about all the sweet nothings. But then again, she would be peeved by our secrets being published. She would dump me and it would be back to square one for me! I'm better off without all the heartaches! (Pretty babes are requested to disregard this argument. I'm all available!) Santosh's lifestyle is as passive as mine. Letting out his little secrets could create a rift, something I can ill-afford. I could write about others, but not without insulting or infuriating them! I've been in trouble way too often for any repetition. I have a flair for desecration. If I spoke my mind, most readers would be peeved. I don't mind that much, but being in the good books of others isn't too bad. The more conservative I get, the more agreeable I try to sound. I don't like


Forgot my key at home. So when I came back from office at 7:30 pm, I was stranded for more than 3 hours in the terrace! Waiting for Santosh to return has often been a test of patience and tonight was no exception. What he does all day when out of home is a mystery to us all. We've given up on unravelling the mystery though we definitely have some clues! The cooking began at 11 and... June 20th ...we had dinner (does it officially qualify for dinner after midnight?) after 1 in the morning. Went to bed at 2.

Adios, ICQ

Did you ever fall in love with a number? I did, with my ICQ number-210261840. I fondly recall how flaunting an ICQ number had become a fad and a sure symbol of geekdom in Pune. If you didn't have an ICQ number, you were an outcast! The lesser mortals could go play with Yahoo! or MSN IM. Those days are long gone. I obstinately stuck to ICQ even when AOL did everything in its power to ruin this marvelous product. Luckily, they did make ICQ interoperable with AIM, something that facilitated in my remaining loyal to it even when all my colleagues used AIM. Each time someone asked for my AIM id, I supplied a long numeric id! Stumped everyone without fail! Alas, there's only so far I can go. ICQ has been gradually stripped of its powers while AIM is being increasingly laden with new ones. I've finally decided to relinquish ICQ for good in favor of AIM. My AIM id (old id but new usage) is deepanjannag. Damn, I've lost my exclusivity! Addendum: I'll keep my ICQ id alive as

The Backlog

Procrastination happens to my hallmark. Weekends are meant to clear the piling backlogs, but I'm too lazy to do that. You see, it's simply against my holiness! I was supposed to clear a whole ton of pending work, and I managed to do only one: cleaning a heapful of clothes! What remains undone: Filling the tax papers. Doing an employee referral for a friend's friend Blogging on some issues Reading a book Academia stuff Getting our tap mended ...(some forgotten stuff) The one thing that I did (washing clothes) had to be stretched over a period of two days. Result: a shirt now carries patches of green from the color that bled from another because they were left in the same bucket for 24 hours! Something of this sort had happened a few months ago. I desperately need a remedy for my lethargy. Are there pills available?

Fish Fish Fish

Had fish after a gap of 4 months! Santosh went on a 5 hr crusade to search for fish and didn't give up before succeeding! He went out at 6 in the evening and came back only at 11. The cooking was over only at 12:30 this morning! It was well worth the wait! Need I add it was delicious?!

Volatile Memory

I really suck at recalling names. This has posed serious problems for me ever since I came to the new bay. So many people gradually trickling into my professional life, yet I can manage to recall only a handful of names. Many people know me by name, but the reverse is generally not true. The tags hardly help. The writing is too tiny to be legible from afar. What could be the possible solution? I guess people should stick post-its on their foreheads with their names written in bold using the largest fitting font. I wouldn't suggest tattoo as it would be unreasonable to expect them to undergo such pains just because of my handicap. But post-its...they can try it for my sake.
Have been very busy over the last couple of days and blogging has taken the backseat. Will try to make up for it over the weekend. When work begins to bog you, mental ramblings become its first casualty. I hate not having time to introspect. Ah, I heard an iPod Shuffle today in the office. Maybe the recording was poor, but what I heard didn't impress me.

Mera Bharat Mahaan (A TOI Report)

The Madhya Pradesh government has removed several poems from the primary school syllabus, including the famous nursery rhyme, "twinkle twinkle little star...", saying it was an attempt to reduce 'Western influence' on children. "The changes have been made in the syllabus of standard one and four. Attempts were made to include poems that reflect nationalism and culture, instead of those having Western influence," State School Education Minister Narottam Mishra said on Tuesday. To a query, he said the rhyme "twinkle twinkle little star..." was also removed from the course as it carried an 'aura of Western culture.' "We have got better rhymes that will inculcate patriotism among the children. There was no reason to hold on to the Western ones," he added. Now let me get this straight. If a child innocently looks up at a twinkling star in wonderment, he is westernized?!!! How come? How do you detoxify such an imp who wonders? I guess y

Crab Nebula (in Taurus)

I remember falling in love with the Crab Nebula when I read about it in a book by Ian Ridpath. Taurus, though, was interesting to me only because of its proximity to the stunningly beautiful Pleiades group of newborn stars, easily visible to the naked eye.

The Leaker

I've been monitoring the Firefox leaks for the past few days, and boy...does it leak! Firefox is especially vulnerable to some sites, including the venerable Yahoo! Even cheap buckets don't leak like this! Addendum : Another leak occured as soon as I uploaded the companion image!

The Trip

Santosh is busy these days scouring the web for his imminent trans-India tour, Mumbai receiving special attention since he'll stay at his brother-in-law's place there for a week. This'll be his first trip to India's commercial capital, something that has got him both excited and anxious at the same time. Let's face it, Mumbai has gained a lot of notoriety over the Indian populace because of the ways of its ruffians. Bollywood portrayals of these streetsmart people-though exaggerated sometimes-isn't too far from the truth. Country bumpkins are known to have been duped of their money and belongings on innumerable occasions. You have entire movies revolving around how the hoodlums make a living out of their shady ways. Anyway, Santosh is using the Net to its fullest to prepare himself for the trip. Google Maps, Google Web Search, Google Image Search, blog accounts of city sojourns, Wikipedia entries, photos of landmarks, train routes, et al have been probed, rese
Why are people so crazy about Orkut ? I hardly find it alluring. People login just to enter crap scraps, say hi to random guys, forcefully add them as friends and read through their messages. That's hardly appealing to me. If social networking is the big idea here, why not try MySpace and Yahoo! 360 ?
Watched part of the England-Paraguay 2006 FIFA World Cup match on the Internet via BBC. I love the way the media behemoth is taking to Web 2.0.

Untamed Decibels

Indian vehicles are so horny, they literally blow you away! The constant honking makes me go mad. Why is the horn blown meaninglessly even when the vehicle ahead is helplessly stranded in a jam? Rest assured, if only a solitary vehicle was allowed to honk, you could hear it from a mile away! There are no rules or regulations restricting the noise level of these horns; if there are, they're either just not implemented or way too liberal with the limitations. The blaring is used rather indiscriminately and no one seems to mind, which shouldn't really be surprising since we are a stone deaf people-never bothering to listen to others. A mild horn would be tantamount to persuasion, preposterous by our rustic and nonchalant standards. So the easy and more efficacious method is used: just allow the sonic booms to blast away anything that lies ahead! Works like ultrasonic mosquito repellents, although we're gradually developing immunity!
Phoned Mr and Mrs Raddi this morning. They're travelling to UK in July to be with Shrirang bhaiya for two months. Uncle's tabla sessions are still in abeyance! It'll be so nice to meet them once I'm in Pune!

Troy Ploy

Serendipity happens to be one of the perks of having a computer network at home, something I've seldom come across because of my vastly different tastes and inclinations. I've rarely bothered to browse thru the shared folders on Mani's and Anand's computers; and each time I do, I hardly discover anything new other than the odd Hindi movie. But the occasional surprises do spring up, thanks to Santosh getting into the snooping act! So it was, when at 12:45 this morning I discovered-much to my delight-the Hollywood movie Troy . Now I was supposed to get up in exactly 6 hrs, but temptations are hard to resist, especially when you seldom chance upon such movies. I at once began watching the movie, although I wished we had discovered it a few hours ago. It was getting late and I was becoming increasingly worried about getting up on time in the morning. Needless to say, I found the movie thoroughly relishing and that egged me on. A timely intervention came when the first movie

...has drawn a lot of flak of late from blogosphere due to its servers being down for maintenance for extended periods of time. I'll echo the discontent. Google has been guilty of neglecting Blogger, which is strange since all the major players have joined the fray and are increasingly adding goodies to their blogging services, the most significant being its seamless integration with social networking-a natural extension. My initial enthusiasm (when Google had bought Pyra Labs) has given way to disappointment. You feel especially frustrated when you type a long post only to realize that it can't be published because the servers are down. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! If bells-&-whistles can't be added, at least the servers can be maintained better. I had never once regretted using as my tool of choice...until now. Maybe Pyra Labs should have remained independent.
Got my Google Spreadsheet! Will use it as an expense manager.
Alluring, isn't it? I fell for it exactly a week ago and supplied my mobile id, got the confirmation code, fed it, got final confirmation and waited eagerly for Breaking News . No news has been 'broken' till now. I guess it was just a ploy to collect mobile numbers to be spammed with junk messages and advertisements in the future.

Questionnaire for my regular readers

How often do you visit my blog? What do you like/dislike about it? What would you like to see more/less of? Is the page layout simple enough? Any anomalies/irritants? How would you rank the general quality of content? Has my blog infringed on the privacy of others? Should the content be more radical/conservative? What can be done to improve the overall quality? You don't have to answer them individually. Just a summary would suffice.

Late Late Late

Our meeting slipped past its scheduled period and I ended up missing my 1820 hrs bus. Ruing was an option I decided not to exercise, and I ended up spending another 2 hrs in office doing nothing. When it was finally time to leave, I took the wrong bus! Luckily, its route wasn’t too different from the one I was supposed to take. Landed up in Jayanagar from where I walked back home, although I wasn’t really sure of the way. Instinct made me traverse whatever lied ahead and though my sense of direction is generally very poor, it didn’t fail me this time. Lucky me, since it was already late and after a bad experience , I was wary of walking alone in Bangalore at night, especially through deserted and dimly lit streets. On my way I thought about how little I knew of places that weren’t really too far from home. Whatever little I knew came mostly by way of similar experiences when I was lost and had to somehow find my way out! Reached home at 2145 hrs. Santosh was out under some pretext (I r

The Errors

It’s a habit I carry from my school days…never reviewing my work before submission. So when I sat down to finally give Bollywood Romance a hard read, I discovered glaring errors, much to my chagrin. Simple words were misspelt or forgotten altogether, grammar was faulty, punctuations were missed or oversupplied…the list is long. I did some repair work, but I’m sure flaws still remain. Blogs (even mine) bore me to death, and that’s why revising before finally posting is such a tall order. Long posts are the worst culprits; they put me to sleep by the time I'm halfway through! Is there a solution to the problem?

Bollywood Romance

Not long ago, Doordarshan was the state-rationed television station monopoly we were all grateful for for being streamed steadily into our living rooms. Channel surfing wasn't the epidemic it is today. In fact, we didn't have to switch channels at all since we had only 1. Most TV's were without remotes. Those that flaunted them were endlessly praised to the skies by their proud owners. I recoiled in envy. The broadcast and content quality were pathetic. Nevertheless, since entertainment in India had already become synonymous with Bollywood, we were regularly fed with a supply of Hindi flicks from tinseltown on weekends (only Sundays initially). I hated them, but had no option but to watch since we really didn't have any other source of entertainment, except the valve-driven radio. Well, watching movies on TV wasn't nearly as torturous as studying...and I would do anything to stay away from academia! Bollywood baffled me. Still does. It was always the same old story

Sunday Sullenday

No electricity for over 9 hours. No water supply for 9 hours. Luckily, I had stocked some early in the morning. No fan for 9 hours. Luckily, the weather is cool. No computer for 9 hours. No Internet for 9 hours. That pretty much sums up today. The water in this high-tech city is so polluted, most residents have taken to buying it from other sources. Hopefully these alternatives maintain better quality. Thought of doing some serious blogging. Had to defer by a week. Guess what, Bangalore is one of India's most pampered, privileged and preferred cities. Way to go!

A testimonial

Dear Deepanjan Nag, I can imagine Vikram Seth's suitable boy is quite addictive and really is a page turner. But nevertheless your post did keep me guessing till the end what you meant by 'Doing It". Quite an interesting way to develop a story and a very creative way to keep the reader hooked like I was. You dont have to worry about people going to another blog after reading the first few lines of yours. They are not going any where. Do keep blogging such interesting articles with us Deepanjan. They are interesting and out of the box. Xxxxxxxxxx Xxxxxxx Sulekha Blogs Team ---------------------------------------- I had almost forgotten how it felt like to be praised! The sender's name has been removed to preserve her privacy.


I'm usually in an upbeat mood on Fridays. Not this time. I've taken great pains to see to it that no one is hurt by my outspoken posts. Sure enough, I've had to cut down heavily on the posts I would have otherwise published. Unfortunately, there's only so much I can do. Some folks have now taken offence to a recent post of mine. Really, I've been taken aback by their disposition towards something that wouldn't be deemed even remotely offensive by sensible people. I wonder by what stretch of imagination have these folks become so upset by the message that wasn't meant to be anything more than a friendly joke. What's worse is that these guys couldn't even dare to confront me on the issue that's ostensibly bugging them no end. Instead, they cribbed about it and exhibited their gaping wounds to someone else in the high hopes that news would seep in and I would take pity on their tender selves! The biggest problem with these guys is their limited unde

Prasant Calls

Prasant called from Hyderabad. The bugger, understandably enough, is feeling lonely without friends. It had rained recently and the clime (otherwise pretty horrid) resembles that of Bangalore. He's presently putting up with a few college buddies. Work, well, he'll have to do it in shifts.
Anish is back in office after his dad's sad demise. I can well feel his pain. Just hope his folks and he can have the strength to see them throught these difficult times.
Rhymer's leaving for home on the 3rd for a week to get engaged on the 8th! I'm happy for her...only for her! Wishing her all the best! (Comments for this post are being disabled. Hope my readers will pardon me for the curb.)