Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Ajji ka solution

Sometimes I sit in the balcony or next to the window and start trying to think something heavy, like the meaning of life or something.My granny comes along , ruffles my hair and says "Yenniko hing kutidya? Biscuit tinnu ella sarihogathe. (Aise kyu baithe ho? Biskut kha le ,sab thik hojayega!)" .

Ps: Ajji is at my chacha's place. :(

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

Yours truly ke bare me

This blog is wierd!
It started out as Backbencher's Inc and is called "Gliba" now.
It starts with some backbenching stuff , some forwards and only then does the usual blogger ki kahani start...
But there isnt a post where I have talked aboout myself.

So this post is dedicated to all those screaming, swooning females dying to know about me and the occasional guy reader too.
Naa just kidding, this one's just for you. Yeah I meant YOU!

My mind doesnt function in the normal way minds function...(thats not to say I am this weird jacko who runs around with a pin in a crowded bus, pricking people and laughing hysterically)

I believe in multiverses (ie that there are more than one universe). Each universe with its own God. And when our God (the creator of our universe) was putting in the nuts and bolts into my brain , along came Polly, the Goddess of Universe 337. Now Polly could give Ms Jolie a run for her money and so naturally our God got distracted and put a nut where a bolt must go, and then he said "sorry boss, ab tera kuch nahi hoga." before I knew what was happenin I was born.
What this means is I can remember the name of your aunt's greatuncle's third daughter's first husband's dog, that you mentioned six months ago, but seem to forget that my atm wala pin is xxyz instead of xyyz.

My idea of fun is anything that makes me lose track of time.

Here's some of those things
dumb charades :
We had eons of fun playing dumb charades .. And no prizes for guessing who the "dumb" guy was... Our team (P, A and me) was the best in the coll..won many times in our coll... and we even managed to get through the first round at iota RVCE only to be done in by sheer bad luck ... we got among other things "Rapunzel" to enact..Can guess what or who Rapunzel is??
Man, they dont call football the beautiful game for nothing.. Had loads of fun playing football in coll... Miss those carefree days now
I wud probably had been a librarian if I didnt have to support my ten kids and their andhi maaLove fiction especially fantasy.
Dosto ke sang latakna
Hanging out wid friends. The times I spent in coll wid friends doign nothing will be among the most cherished memories from coll. Once in a blue moon, the (now famous) chemical locha in my brain would make me feel like a total stranger among these guys and then this latking business wud be a real pain... But I reiterate my friends in coll are the best!
School ke dosto ke sang bhatakna ..
Having studied in the same school for 12 years I have a great many (pretty old) friends from school. When we meet up we just have a blast!! And to top it all , my school friends think I amthe most bhola bhala, seedha saadha ladka in the gang!! ;=)
Yeah I like coding. The sheer fun of solving some problem makes me enjoy this nerdish activity. (S%^t ... half of those screaming females ran away!!)

This list is incomplete (are bhai U certificate hai is blog ka)

Things I don't like:
Extreme caprice
That crunchy sound that people make when they bite into chips, papad ...

Well that's me

And btw if you know who Rapunzel is , bravo mate!!
Do you remember the story of a princess locked up in a tall tower? The one that grew her hair loooong so that her prince charming could climb up to her window grabbing her hair??
Rapunzel was the name of that princess..Wonder which hair oil she uses...

Monday, September 04, 2006

Kissa badal gaya

It has been almost two weeks at this new office. Yes I admit I was totally pissed off at being "moved " here cos among other things I missed my buddies and this new office is way too far from my place than the old one. So it didn't come as a surprise then that the first two days here were a real pain.

In fact the first day here was a first half-day. I was happily idling my time away at the old office assuming I'll be moved at the end of the month or even later. I should have continued doing the same I guess. But the teeny weeny conscience I have forced, me to call my manager of my own accord. He told me he'd been trying to contact me all the time (and that's probably why he wasnt there at his office when I went looking for him that day. Imagine him yellin hindi-movie-style strider kaha ho tum!!) Che I shouldn't have called him cos he then went on to inform me that I'll have to leave the old office right then, period!! I put off going to the new place till I had lunch (which usually means ,for me , a delay of an hour) and after the rona dhona of judai, (naaa just kidding) was off to the new office.

The auto guy I picked for this noble duty of ferrying a newly joined maasoom fresher to his sasural, if you will, had no idea where my new office was. It was after an hour of suttyfying (roaming without sense of direction that's kanglish maga!) we (yeah auto-guy and I were a team now) that we ended up at towers. Uff at last here it is I thought. But the towers housed no office of my esteemed company. I called up mu buddies back at the old office and asked them the address of this place (yes I was dumb enough not to note the address when I left) and found that the off is at supreme!!! back to the auto and after half an hour's suttyfying we at last found our destination. Guess I will be the customer of the year for that auto wala...I paid him a whole day's collection in one go!!
Any hopes of moving back to the old office were dashed ,when I asked my manager (who works here) about this small "issue" of mine. She looked at me as if I had just killed three people by biting them on the leg (if that isnt wierd enoughfor you you better go for audition for pysco 3) and said "NO".

The trip back home was even more horrendous, cos yours smart truly got down at a stop that was around 10 kms from the stop yours smart truly had to get down. Are bhai mai kya karu, sab flyoverek hi kok ke hi to aulad hai!!
I wont bore you with the traivails of the second day. You may conclude safely that I was totally pissed off and consideredthe whole episode extremely unfair.(More unfair than this guy's plight who fights a whole series of WWe survivor series matches, wins and then gets a ticket to "Himesh Reshamiya-Live in concert")

What brought the turnabout in my attitude and perception was a story a friend of mine related (and a bit of soul searchingif i may add).
Here goes the story:
" A gentleman with enough wealth to make Azim Premji feel like ,umm lets see.. me, once threw a party at his huge mansion and iinvited everybody on the city's who's who list. Every body on that list as well as the who's he list turned up that evening...And more than a few college going guys too (free me khana aur coll wale na jaye to??) ... As the evening unfolded, our rich guy called for everyone's attentiontowards his huge swimming pool... The whole pool was filled with all kinds of reptiles and lizards (add whatever makes you squirm here..)This rich guy valued courage over everything else. And so he announced a grand prixe for any man or woman who dared cross the pool.The grand prize would be one among the rich guy's money, his mansion and his beautiful daughter."
" For two mins there was utter silence and then...SPLASH .. some guy had just thrown his hat in. After making Sunny Doel's machoishm look sissy like, the guy emerged from the other side of the pool.The rich guy was elated and then asked our hero "Young man, you've made me proud... What do you want? My money, my estate or my daughter?" The guy went on to reply "Just tell me who pushed me in!!" "

Now that you've clapped (or booed in case you'd heard this before), let me tell you my friend's take on this story and how it applies to my predicament...

She told me that my condition was similar to the guy who was pushed in.. It was'nt that guy;s choice was it?? But eventually it boils down to survival and coming on top,,,So whatever may be the circumstances , just give your best and you'll cross the pool, she said.

Hmmm nice thinking na..(I know you never figured that out from the story.. did you?)
So I am a new man ... The same office doesn't seem so forbidding and I have started enjoying my stint here as well :-)

I still miss my buddies but then I have a job to do..