at times i wonder what my mum will hv to say about my blogs...and the number of times i use the big O word...!! my guess is she will be shocked at the fact that i know about the word...let alone using it every second line...
anyways...
my current client had participated in this huge international exhibition by the name of cityscape. we particpated (and had quite an awesome stand...including the hostesses..!!)...and had roped in a photographer for the entire 3 days duration.
for the entire 3 days....i had a ball with him. went through a crash course...and loved the fact that there were shit loads of stuff that i wasnt even aware of...!! and tht gives me a kick...cause i know that i work on those and i will be better than what i am...!! ofcourse...it wud hv been tragic if i got to know that i know everything that there is to it....and still click the quality that i do....which wud mean tht i suck...!!!
after cityscape the engagement happened....(yes..if you havent read the dec edition of TIME...this will be news!)...and hey...am talking abt my engagement...yes...yes...me...!!!
it went well...everyone was happy...tht includes me...and the parents of all delhi girls...!
came back...and will be flyin to ISb this weekend for the reunion...(WUUUHUUUUUUUUU)...but...my latest learnt talent will be put to use...! so got myself some sexy professional rolls...and a new set of batteries...! had intentions of clicking at will when on campus...
things were to change when i loaded the film on the camera yesterday. i jst cudnt resist...and for the next 2 hrs jst played with my camera like never before..! its funny how a material thing can bring you so much pleasure. i mean...alright..a dildo wud fit in the same description..but this is a camera i am talking abt...!!
fascinating stuff....!
orgasmed again...
~a
PS:
1. project got an extension...will be in Dubai till feb end.
2. am going on a long leave starting 25th...all the way to 2nd jan
3. registered 40% returns in the market...in the past one week...
4. met with E after a long time...and it was amazing
5. did i mention...life's good...?
Monday, December 18, 2006
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Iconic..!!
a very unsual day for Dubai. rained for some 18 non-stop hours....and one cant imagine that this is a desert..! beautiful weather.
the iconic Burj al Arab, amidst clouds...
~a
Dubai Monsoon
from my hotel. the Burj Dubai in the background. when completed in end 2007, it shall be the world's tallest towers. at some 860 friggin meters and 180 storeys.
currently its at 86 storeys...and the clouds can already reach it...!!
~a
Madinat Jumeirah
madinat jumeirah is one of the prettiest malls i have visited. simply because its unique. just look at the image...one cant imagine that this is a mall..!! breathtaking interiors...a lot of work has gone into designing this masterpiece
the Burj in the background...
~a
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
hrithik shud start wearing a.....
So life has been pretty hectic for the past 10 days. Took a day off to attend a friend’s wedding which eventually turned out to be quite a hectic and an enjoyable experience. I can see why the director ever thought of coming up with a “hum aapke hain kaun”story line. Marriages are quite fun in their own way.
And then work has been quite involving…and orgamiscally exciting. I never knew I would enjoy marketing, the way I am right now. Am leading the marketing strategy implementation for our client…and its awesome. The thought behind brand development…interacting with agencies…and hearing them share their perspectives on how we should position ourselves. All of it is quite fascinating…and quite new…to me. Am loving it.
However, in this welcomed madness the last thing I wanted was a crappy movie. I guess god was traveling with ear plugs on when I was praying not to get me into that one bad show.
So last night I watched Dhoom 2
Now now…don’t get me wrong. Its slick. Definitely. Slicker than most bollywood stuff I have seen. But for god sake…I mean…gimme a break…what is it…? James Bond magnified?
Frankly I had expected more. The action scenes were just overdone…and OH MY GAWD…with logic taking a long ass leak while those were being shot. Friggin cop jumps off the cliff…when the thief has done so 3 seconds back as well. But hey…thief has parachute…cop just has biceps…! So lo behold…cop jumps…and no…he is not trying to land on the parachute…no no…that too feminine for such a shot…he jst tries to position himself so that he lands right on the back of the thief. And after some hot gay romance…they kiss…and live happily ever after…!!
and some things were like....wtf...!! what is the queen doing in the middle of the desert of namibia....and WITH THE CROWN...??? and entry of abhishekh...toooooo much. the dude emerges from underwater on a sea scooter...wearing leather jackets..!! wuuuhuuuuuuuuuu...!! i can understand why he would do something like this...!! cmon...with all the female fish hittin on him...he cudnt be at his worst...!!
i think he should simply start acting for a change...!! ummm...and shaving as well..!!
My biggest takeaway…hrithik should start wearing a bra..!!
My biggest observation...i think aish can wear the same bra...if u know what i mean...
and does everyone think that the kabul express trailers are quite awesome...????
~a
And then work has been quite involving…and orgamiscally exciting. I never knew I would enjoy marketing, the way I am right now. Am leading the marketing strategy implementation for our client…and its awesome. The thought behind brand development…interacting with agencies…and hearing them share their perspectives on how we should position ourselves. All of it is quite fascinating…and quite new…to me. Am loving it.
However, in this welcomed madness the last thing I wanted was a crappy movie. I guess god was traveling with ear plugs on when I was praying not to get me into that one bad show.
So last night I watched Dhoom 2
Now now…don’t get me wrong. Its slick. Definitely. Slicker than most bollywood stuff I have seen. But for god sake…I mean…gimme a break…what is it…? James Bond magnified?
Frankly I had expected more. The action scenes were just overdone…and OH MY GAWD…with logic taking a long ass leak while those were being shot. Friggin cop jumps off the cliff…when the thief has done so 3 seconds back as well. But hey…thief has parachute…cop just has biceps…! So lo behold…cop jumps…and no…he is not trying to land on the parachute…no no…that too feminine for such a shot…he jst tries to position himself so that he lands right on the back of the thief. And after some hot gay romance…they kiss…and live happily ever after…!!
and some things were like....wtf...!! what is the queen doing in the middle of the desert of namibia....and WITH THE CROWN...??? and entry of abhishekh...toooooo much. the dude emerges from underwater on a sea scooter...wearing leather jackets..!! wuuuhuuuuuuuuuu...!! i can understand why he would do something like this...!! cmon...with all the female fish hittin on him...he cudnt be at his worst...!!
i think he should simply start acting for a change...!! ummm...and shaving as well..!!
My biggest takeaway…hrithik should start wearing a bra..!!
My biggest observation...i think aish can wear the same bra...if u know what i mean...
and does everyone think that the kabul express trailers are quite awesome...????
~a
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
"...we hv to do it..."
so this is a real life incident. happened to me last thrusday on my flight back to india...
every indian on this planet..and every traveler to India as well...can relate to one sight. queues. friggin queues. everywhere..! we indians r so used to jst placing ourselves confortably in a line...and jst live the rest of our lives trying to reach the 'counter'.
so it was one of those queues again...that got me introduced to her. i was boarding the flight...with my boarding pass in hand...(and mind u...even if u hv bloody boarded a plane more times than u have pissed in yur life...the hostess will definitely ask u for your boarding pass and direct you to your seat...as if you are the biggest moron who couldnt have figured by himself..! anyways...)
so there is this huge line leading to the miserly economy class...(reminds me of a seinfeld joke...he was talking abt the way the hostesses draw the curtain between the economy and business class...saying with their eyes..."if only you had worked harder")...and its dragging along...till the time i reach right at the entrance. and its been some 2 minutes at the same....the line is jst not moving.
"oohh...discovery channel..thats my fav"..!
a rather stunning airhostess...(who btw i had conveniently avoided mentioning so far...)...standing at the right side...! her repsonse is to the discovery logo on my tee...which R had given sometime back (quite cool stuff these discovery guys make..!).
"aaaah...thts nice..! infact..we 'at discovery' have a hidden vision. that everyone in this worls feel exacly what you feel"
there were artificial hehe-huhuh laughter...before the line finally moved on..!!
now..if u hvnt figured by now...i said "we at dicovery"..which in the english language means that i lied. about the fact that i work at discovery. now dont get me wrong here...i am quite proud to be a consultant...i think they r the best invention by mankind..after the safety pin ofcourse...! but something within me...made me lie..
and wait..there is more...
so i seat myself...and put the "do not disturb...even if the friggin plane is going down and i dont have my for gods sake seat belt on" tag on my seat...and as i am about to close my eyes...she comes in again...
"hot towels please"
sleep's gone..! am with discovery again...
"so what do you do for discovery"...she asks...while holding the towel for the passenger to me left (i was aisle)...and given who was sitting on tht seat...i am sure he felt it was some sort of hypnotic towel..meant to soothen the body during the flight...cause he jst didnt move his eyes off it.
"ummm...i work as a photographer for them"
aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...cold blooded lie...how cud u...!!
"wow...thats awesome...! here in dubai"
"nope..in their delhi office. had come to dubai to cover the desert safari for a brochure we are working on.."
if only my thought process was as fast when needed
"thats quite interesting. please let me know if you need anything. i promise not to disturb you though...even if the friggin plane is going down and i dont have my for gods sake seat belt on
yes yes yes...she reads my mind...i can so totally see it...!! wuuuhuuuuuuu
so...rest of the flight was quite good...slept a decent bit..and each time i woke up..i saw her fanning me with a magazine...smiling sweetly at me as if so totally admiring me..! ok...i am lying here...cmon...u cudnt hv believed me now..!!
but yeah...i didnt see her at all till the flight landed...
at the entrance...she was there...with her..."thnks...bye bye now"...and i went...wtf man...let it go...
"ummm...btw i was lying...! i dont work for discovery. my fiance does. she gave me this tee"
"hahaha..!! u serious...??? well...btw...discovery is not my fav channel either..."
WTF...!!!
"...u see...its our job...we have to do it..."
:)
~a
every indian on this planet..and every traveler to India as well...can relate to one sight. queues. friggin queues. everywhere..! we indians r so used to jst placing ourselves confortably in a line...and jst live the rest of our lives trying to reach the 'counter'.
so it was one of those queues again...that got me introduced to her. i was boarding the flight...with my boarding pass in hand...(and mind u...even if u hv bloody boarded a plane more times than u have pissed in yur life...the hostess will definitely ask u for your boarding pass and direct you to your seat...as if you are the biggest moron who couldnt have figured by himself..! anyways...)
so there is this huge line leading to the miserly economy class...(reminds me of a seinfeld joke...he was talking abt the way the hostesses draw the curtain between the economy and business class...saying with their eyes..."if only you had worked harder")...and its dragging along...till the time i reach right at the entrance. and its been some 2 minutes at the same....the line is jst not moving.
"oohh...discovery channel..thats my fav"..!
a rather stunning airhostess...(who btw i had conveniently avoided mentioning so far...)...standing at the right side...! her repsonse is to the discovery logo on my tee...which R had given sometime back (quite cool stuff these discovery guys make..!).
"aaaah...thts nice..! infact..we 'at discovery' have a hidden vision. that everyone in this worls feel exacly what you feel"
there were artificial hehe-huhuh laughter...before the line finally moved on..!!
now..if u hvnt figured by now...i said "we at dicovery"..which in the english language means that i lied. about the fact that i work at discovery. now dont get me wrong here...i am quite proud to be a consultant...i think they r the best invention by mankind..after the safety pin ofcourse...! but something within me...made me lie..
and wait..there is more...
so i seat myself...and put the "do not disturb...even if the friggin plane is going down and i dont have my for gods sake seat belt on" tag on my seat...and as i am about to close my eyes...she comes in again...
"hot towels please"
sleep's gone..! am with discovery again...
"so what do you do for discovery"...she asks...while holding the towel for the passenger to me left (i was aisle)...and given who was sitting on tht seat...i am sure he felt it was some sort of hypnotic towel..meant to soothen the body during the flight...cause he jst didnt move his eyes off it.
"ummm...i work as a photographer for them"
aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...cold blooded lie...how cud u...!!
"wow...thats awesome...! here in dubai"
"nope..in their delhi office. had come to dubai to cover the desert safari for a brochure we are working on.."
if only my thought process was as fast when needed
"thats quite interesting. please let me know if you need anything. i promise not to disturb you though...even if the friggin plane is going down and i dont have my for gods sake seat belt on
yes yes yes...she reads my mind...i can so totally see it...!! wuuuhuuuuuuu
so...rest of the flight was quite good...slept a decent bit..and each time i woke up..i saw her fanning me with a magazine...smiling sweetly at me as if so totally admiring me..! ok...i am lying here...cmon...u cudnt hv believed me now..!!
but yeah...i didnt see her at all till the flight landed...
at the entrance...she was there...with her..."thnks...bye bye now"...and i went...wtf man...let it go...
"ummm...btw i was lying...! i dont work for discovery. my fiance does. she gave me this tee"
"hahaha..!! u serious...??? well...btw...discovery is not my fav channel either..."
WTF...!!!
"...u see...its our job...we have to do it..."
:)
~a
Monday, November 06, 2006
so...kerela was fun. i wasnt raped...and no guy touched me as well. no wait...i take tht back...i mean...i went for a massage on thr last day...
the entire team had left on sunday and we dubai sheikhs were left to ourselves...given the timing of our flight. so i pretty much slept through the day...didnt hv lunch...watched the finals...fought a fire back in office...and then decided to go for a massage...
the weirdest hour of my life...
ok...so i was ready to be almost naked...infront of a guy whom i hadnt met...ever..! big shit..i thought to myself. if gandhi could almost do it...infront of the entire world...heck..am just an overweight normal guy..! and then...the fact that the massage place would provide disposable underwear...did provide for some relief.
so i enter this room...and this dude...i will call him X...opens the almirah..and reaches out for a small cigar like thing. i guess its the underwear...and as he takes the wrapper off and asks me to wear it..while he waits outside...several thoughts cross my mind...till it hits me...
WAIT A MINUTEEEEE...!!! AT WHAT POINT OF TIME WERE YOU PLANNING TO TELL ME THAT DISPOSABLE UNDERWEAR MEANS TRANSPARENT UNDERWEAR...!!!????
it was at this precise moment...when i am in my original undies...holding the 'disposable' undies...tht i realize where it all came from...the phrase..."point of no return"
ok..so calm down...all's good...believe in your sexuality...hold on...dont sweat...hold on...calm down...just close your eyes and imagine its some machine operating on you...!
the music is chosen...and the oil is heated. they start with the head and its quite a fascinating feeling when the 1st drop touches your scalp. i am a sucker for head massages...once gave a tip of 50 (on a rate list of 30) to a guy whom i cud hv married if he was a girl...simply cause of the head massage he gave me..!
the next 15 odd mins are soothing. the massage is flowing smoothly...the occasional 'touching' is conveniently ignored...and before i realize i am fast asleep.
"sir sir sir...r u ok sir...r u ok sir"...shaking me rigourously. i wake up with a jerk...open my eyes...and find X's face in friggin nanometer smooching distance.
holy shit..!!
i mean dude....am i the first person to hv fallen asleep during a RELAXATION massage...???? cmon for god sake...
for any current or to-be masseur...here is a healthy tip...
imagine a sage...seeking nirvana. and some dude has told him...tapasya for 22 yrs...and u shall hv it. so he begins...and the present time is 21 yrs...11 months...23 hrs...and 45 mins. i mean...friggin 15 min away frm nirvana. now what X did was equivalent to shaking the sage out of his meditation and asking him the directions to the river where the local beautiies bathe..!!
DONT EVER DO IT..!! someone's gonna get hurt real bad...!
it was never the same after tht. the massage ended and i didnt quite enjoy it the way i expected myself to...but heck..atleast i got one in kerela..!!
life's 'gay'..!!
~a
PS: as a sidenote...AD kicked ass today at the DB interview. and i expected him to. it was an awesome feeling when he told me abt it...though i cudnt resist going back in time...exactly a yr back. to this day...i dont know what to make out of that day...but i do remember telling PG this...a week after my interviews..."zindagi mein kuch bhi...kabhi itni aasaani se nahi mila"....! and yeah...sach mein nahi mila!
proud of u AD...jst hang in there now...! its ur day today...!
the entire team had left on sunday and we dubai sheikhs were left to ourselves...given the timing of our flight. so i pretty much slept through the day...didnt hv lunch...watched the finals...fought a fire back in office...and then decided to go for a massage...
the weirdest hour of my life...
ok...so i was ready to be almost naked...infront of a guy whom i hadnt met...ever..! big shit..i thought to myself. if gandhi could almost do it...infront of the entire world...heck..am just an overweight normal guy..! and then...the fact that the massage place would provide disposable underwear...did provide for some relief.
so i enter this room...and this dude...i will call him X...opens the almirah..and reaches out for a small cigar like thing. i guess its the underwear...and as he takes the wrapper off and asks me to wear it..while he waits outside...several thoughts cross my mind...till it hits me...
WAIT A MINUTEEEEE...!!! AT WHAT POINT OF TIME WERE YOU PLANNING TO TELL ME THAT DISPOSABLE UNDERWEAR MEANS TRANSPARENT UNDERWEAR...!!!????
it was at this precise moment...when i am in my original undies...holding the 'disposable' undies...tht i realize where it all came from...the phrase..."point of no return"
ok..so calm down...all's good...believe in your sexuality...hold on...dont sweat...hold on...calm down...just close your eyes and imagine its some machine operating on you...!
the music is chosen...and the oil is heated. they start with the head and its quite a fascinating feeling when the 1st drop touches your scalp. i am a sucker for head massages...once gave a tip of 50 (on a rate list of 30) to a guy whom i cud hv married if he was a girl...simply cause of the head massage he gave me..!
the next 15 odd mins are soothing. the massage is flowing smoothly...the occasional 'touching' is conveniently ignored...and before i realize i am fast asleep.
"sir sir sir...r u ok sir...r u ok sir"...shaking me rigourously. i wake up with a jerk...open my eyes...and find X's face in friggin nanometer smooching distance.
holy shit..!!
i mean dude....am i the first person to hv fallen asleep during a RELAXATION massage...???? cmon for god sake...
for any current or to-be masseur...here is a healthy tip...
imagine a sage...seeking nirvana. and some dude has told him...tapasya for 22 yrs...and u shall hv it. so he begins...and the present time is 21 yrs...11 months...23 hrs...and 45 mins. i mean...friggin 15 min away frm nirvana. now what X did was equivalent to shaking the sage out of his meditation and asking him the directions to the river where the local beautiies bathe..!!
DONT EVER DO IT..!! someone's gonna get hurt real bad...!
it was never the same after tht. the massage ended and i didnt quite enjoy it the way i expected myself to...but heck..atleast i got one in kerela..!!
life's 'gay'..!!
~a
PS: as a sidenote...AD kicked ass today at the DB interview. and i expected him to. it was an awesome feeling when he told me abt it...though i cudnt resist going back in time...exactly a yr back. to this day...i dont know what to make out of that day...but i do remember telling PG this...a week after my interviews..."zindagi mein kuch bhi...kabhi itni aasaani se nahi mila"....! and yeah...sach mein nahi mila!
proud of u AD...jst hang in there now...! its ur day today...!
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
...am brining sexy back...
it just had to be something to do with coming back...so heck...here i am...
i had almost blogged yesterday. dont know how many of you have this keeda in them...but i somehow like things to start..ummm...dont know how to state this...
its like...i cud hv blgged on the 28th as well...but then the 1st of nov sounded too cool a date to blog again...esp if u hv gone missin for 3 weeks. its like..when u walking..u dont want to step on the tile boundary...or u just want to walk on the black tiles...and want to start your work at 4.30...when u wud hv easily done so at 4.23..!!
ok..i hv OCD...cut..!!
___
so imagine the scene.
me on a chair...cross legged...jst managin not to fall off...(did i mention tht i hv put on friggin 2 kgs since ISB...and tht is after my GM diet wherein i lost 3!!!)...on my laptop...chkin my mail...and infront of me...this huge door...all open...allowing me to face one of the prettiest beaches i hv been to...
am on our annual offsite. at the Leela - kovallam beach, kerela.
there is something abt these 5 star god damn hotels tht pisses me off...! why the hell do they give me tht look..."dude...u wud be better off working for us...than staying with us.."...when they see me in slippers...and a tee tht might hv a hole or two. i mean...wtf...i hv jst come frm a 4 hr long flight...and yeah...i agree...i might not be looking my best...but then thts me. dont stare atleast. worse still...dont make faces to show tht i am some kind of a anti-marketing freak..who shall destroy the 20 odd yrs of reputation tht u hv...!!
and so much so for their intelligence...they bloody put me up with another colleague of mine...AND...same bed...no no...better still...same friggin sheet to pull over. what is it..annual gay sex meet...(SL...didnt i tell u last night..!!).
the room is quite weirdly designed..! who puts the wash basin out of the washroom...i mean..WHO..!! after u disrobe...and ease urself on the pot...u realize...oopsie...washin hand wud mean another round of hot gay masti...cause u hv to bloody go out...in the room..!!
and then ur mom has always told u....after a nice shit...dont ever touch anything except the soap..! so as u reach out for the towel...your conscience...(or is it ur mom's??) gets the better of u..!! for once i had to kill it..! but not before my roomie...(who i shall beddie frm now on..for reasons unknown)...gets to see my 'better half'..(which btw..is quite diff frm my 'working half')..!
friggin Leela..!
its 4 days here...after which i dont really know where i wud go....cause of some meetings tht hvnt been scheduled as yet...! but these 4 days does sound like good fun. hoping for a really good time...and a 200 basis point increase in vaseline's revenue..!!
am bringing sexy back....yeahhhhhh
~a
i had almost blogged yesterday. dont know how many of you have this keeda in them...but i somehow like things to start..ummm...dont know how to state this...
its like...i cud hv blgged on the 28th as well...but then the 1st of nov sounded too cool a date to blog again...esp if u hv gone missin for 3 weeks. its like..when u walking..u dont want to step on the tile boundary...or u just want to walk on the black tiles...and want to start your work at 4.30...when u wud hv easily done so at 4.23..!!
ok..i hv OCD...cut..!!
___
so imagine the scene.
me on a chair...cross legged...jst managin not to fall off...(did i mention tht i hv put on friggin 2 kgs since ISB...and tht is after my GM diet wherein i lost 3!!!)...on my laptop...chkin my mail...and infront of me...this huge door...all open...allowing me to face one of the prettiest beaches i hv been to...
am on our annual offsite. at the Leela - kovallam beach, kerela.
there is something abt these 5 star god damn hotels tht pisses me off...! why the hell do they give me tht look..."dude...u wud be better off working for us...than staying with us.."...when they see me in slippers...and a tee tht might hv a hole or two. i mean...wtf...i hv jst come frm a 4 hr long flight...and yeah...i agree...i might not be looking my best...but then thts me. dont stare atleast. worse still...dont make faces to show tht i am some kind of a anti-marketing freak..who shall destroy the 20 odd yrs of reputation tht u hv...!!
and so much so for their intelligence...they bloody put me up with another colleague of mine...AND...same bed...no no...better still...same friggin sheet to pull over. what is it..annual gay sex meet...(SL...didnt i tell u last night..!!).
the room is quite weirdly designed..! who puts the wash basin out of the washroom...i mean..WHO..!! after u disrobe...and ease urself on the pot...u realize...oopsie...washin hand wud mean another round of hot gay masti...cause u hv to bloody go out...in the room..!!
and then ur mom has always told u....after a nice shit...dont ever touch anything except the soap..! so as u reach out for the towel...your conscience...(or is it ur mom's??) gets the better of u..!! for once i had to kill it..! but not before my roomie...(who i shall beddie frm now on..for reasons unknown)...gets to see my 'better half'..(which btw..is quite diff frm my 'working half')..!
friggin Leela..!
its 4 days here...after which i dont really know where i wud go....cause of some meetings tht hvnt been scheduled as yet...! but these 4 days does sound like good fun. hoping for a really good time...and a 200 basis point increase in vaseline's revenue..!!
am bringing sexy back....yeahhhhhh
~a
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
i still wanna play god...
this post goes out to the following target audience...
people who:
people who:
- love photography
- wud appreciate a photographer par excellance
- wudnt mind the photographer to be an extremely hot 28 yr old gal
- wudnt be turned off by the fact that she has 2 kids...and a bf
- wud go to all the first link below and spend atleast an hour on it...
- wudnt think that i have a huge crush on her...
__________________________
i rarely visit my flickr account. its usually only to upload snaps and the weekly check for any comments...which surprisingly have experienced a huge jump in number lately...!
so this afternoon..close to when i was almost done with all work for the day...i opened my account...and saw Rebecca's latest snap
Rebecca...who...??
this is precisely the time you click on the link below...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebba/
- she is the undisputed goddess of flickr
- simply the best self portraits i have seen (http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebba/sets/454414/)
- possible the best use of long exposure techniques (http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebba/sets/1260435/)
- she has mastered the art of multiplicity...something that i am fascinated by...and hv no clue to..(http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebba/sets/1058377/)
- and...she has clicked my fav snap of all times...(http://www.flickr.com/photos/rebba/32296282/in/set-72157594277460673/)
ofcourse...given the crappy me...i have analyzed her a lot...through her snaps...and at times her responses to the hazaar comments to her snaps...! and i must say that i am impressed...(i almost wrote obsessed here!)...more so since she is self taught...
i find her ability to look at life through her lens fascinating. i wonder what goes on in her head when she picks up the camera..and clicks. i wish i cud capture that moment..that brain wave..!
i even wish she wasnt as narcissistic...but then i still wanna play god....even with something so perfect...
~a
PS:
- apart from her flickr world...she also rests on her main page (http://www.rebekkagudleifs.com/)
- she is currently participating in some shitty shady competition...her profile is here. Somehow i wish she hadnt...but dont pay attention to my wish...just read the title to this entry...and move on..!!
Monday, October 09, 2006
back in time...
11.30pm
The Shangri-la, Dubai
the tv infront...switched off...the bed untouched...wood finish working table...a few pennies...a virgin kitchenette...the cupboard half open...jst the tablelamp on...
click
lights off...close my eyes...jst the darkness with me...
click click
the table infront of me...books on the shelves above...the incense stick almost done...matress behind with the lamp above...10 watt bulb...windows open....the girls outside...and i can feel the breeze...have to get the assignment done...but this is just so soothing...hv to read up for tomorrow's class...but what the heck...its 3 in the morning...
Koi nahi hai koi bhi nahi
Na pass na durr
Ek pyaar hai
Dil ki dharkan
Apni chahat ka jo ellan kiye jaati hai
Zindagi hai jo jiye jaati hai
Khoon ke ghoont peay jaati hai
Khwaab kaanton se siye jaati hai
...
...
Yadoon ka jungle yeh dil
Kaanton se jal thal yeh dil
Chubtay kaanten yadoon ke daaman se chunta hoon
Girti deewaron ke aanchal mein zinda hoon
its these times that i realize the power of the human mind...
yesterday...for a moment...for just a moment...for just a very special moment...
...i was back at isb...
...i went back in time...
...and it was just so amazing...
...just so amazing...
yeh hai meri kahaani...
~a
The Shangri-la, Dubai
the tv infront...switched off...the bed untouched...wood finish working table...a few pennies...a virgin kitchenette...the cupboard half open...jst the tablelamp on...
click
lights off...close my eyes...jst the darkness with me...
click click
the table infront of me...books on the shelves above...the incense stick almost done...matress behind with the lamp above...10 watt bulb...windows open....the girls outside...and i can feel the breeze...have to get the assignment done...but this is just so soothing...hv to read up for tomorrow's class...but what the heck...its 3 in the morning...
Koi nahi hai koi bhi nahi
Na pass na durr
Ek pyaar hai
Dil ki dharkan
Apni chahat ka jo ellan kiye jaati hai
Zindagi hai jo jiye jaati hai
Khoon ke ghoont peay jaati hai
Khwaab kaanton se siye jaati hai
...
...
Yadoon ka jungle yeh dil
Kaanton se jal thal yeh dil
Chubtay kaanten yadoon ke daaman se chunta hoon
Girti deewaron ke aanchal mein zinda hoon
its these times that i realize the power of the human mind...
yesterday...for a moment...for just a moment...for just a very special moment...
...i was back at isb...
...i went back in time...
...and it was just so amazing...
...just so amazing...
yeh hai meri kahaani...
~a
Thursday, October 05, 2006
love this part of me...
so this is cool...you work for 3 days and its time to go back home....!!
last weekend was a long one. was home for 4 days...took sunday off and monday was a public holiday. awesome fun. watched a movie...(Dor...quite a good watch..!)...and went for dandiya on saturday.
its funny how every thing remotely connected to dance...in delhi...has to turn into a bhangra one..! whats funnier is that no matter how much one cribs about it...you will definitely move your ass once it starts...!
so we had..none other than...the world famous...Bhupi...for the bhangra...oops...dandiya night..!! god..u shud hv seen the girls tearing their cholis apart....shouting "we loveeeeeee u bhupiiiiiiiiiiiiii"...and he doing that..."la la dhin chik dhin chik dhin chik...la dhin chik dhin chik dhin chik..." dance...!! the dandiya beats added to the punch...
and then the food was quite awesome...! it was shit expensive though...and i find it so fascinating how your atittude towards money keep evolving depending on how much you earn...
i remember the one time when i waited like anything for the x-files movies to release in India...i mean i waited...like crazy. and when i came...i thought...nahhh...its too expensive (and at 50 bucks a month as pocket money...it surely was)...will watch it later (and i did...4 yrs hence..when it came on TV..i saw it with my hands folded...it was religion for me..!!)...
and then those numerous times when you see something in the shop...and go...oh this looks so awesome...wonder how much it is......for....CRAP...!!! too expensive...
and now...by the grace of god...things are smooth...and the time spent on buying things is much lesser...! which makes me wonder...does hving money make u less of a 'deal-seeker'...!! i mean...i remember that part of me which used to browse and browse thru shit loads of sites...before i cud find the cheapest possible deal on a particular item...(and a cheap deal is not a bad deal in my scheme of things...its value for money).
but today when i hv to buy a papri chaat...i bloody fork out 40 bucks...!! obviously thats not a deal...!! especially when you had that same precise shit about 4 hours back...for 15..!!!
people say money makes one powerful...!! yeah right...!! money simply makes u lazy...! it all boils down to convenience..!!
i hate this part of me...
so today...i spent 3 hours...ofcourse...in office...searching for a holiday package for my folks. and i searched and searched...searched like crazy..!! i didnt get the deal i was looking for...but in the process i did find myself back..!!
love this part of me...
~a
last weekend was a long one. was home for 4 days...took sunday off and monday was a public holiday. awesome fun. watched a movie...(Dor...quite a good watch..!)...and went for dandiya on saturday.
its funny how every thing remotely connected to dance...in delhi...has to turn into a bhangra one..! whats funnier is that no matter how much one cribs about it...you will definitely move your ass once it starts...!
so we had..none other than...the world famous...Bhupi...for the bhangra...oops...dandiya night..!! god..u shud hv seen the girls tearing their cholis apart....shouting "we loveeeeeee u bhupiiiiiiiiiiiiii"...and he doing that..."la la dhin chik dhin chik dhin chik...la dhin chik dhin chik dhin chik..." dance...!! the dandiya beats added to the punch...
and then the food was quite awesome...! it was shit expensive though...and i find it so fascinating how your atittude towards money keep evolving depending on how much you earn...
i remember the one time when i waited like anything for the x-files movies to release in India...i mean i waited...like crazy. and when i came...i thought...nahhh...its too expensive (and at 50 bucks a month as pocket money...it surely was)...will watch it later (and i did...4 yrs hence..when it came on TV..i saw it with my hands folded...it was religion for me..!!)...
and then those numerous times when you see something in the shop...and go...oh this looks so awesome...wonder how much it is......for....CRAP...!!! too expensive...
and now...by the grace of god...things are smooth...and the time spent on buying things is much lesser...! which makes me wonder...does hving money make u less of a 'deal-seeker'...!! i mean...i remember that part of me which used to browse and browse thru shit loads of sites...before i cud find the cheapest possible deal on a particular item...(and a cheap deal is not a bad deal in my scheme of things...its value for money).
but today when i hv to buy a papri chaat...i bloody fork out 40 bucks...!! obviously thats not a deal...!! especially when you had that same precise shit about 4 hours back...for 15..!!!
people say money makes one powerful...!! yeah right...!! money simply makes u lazy...! it all boils down to convenience..!!
i hate this part of me...
so today...i spent 3 hours...ofcourse...in office...searching for a holiday package for my folks. and i searched and searched...searched like crazy..!! i didnt get the deal i was looking for...but in the process i did find myself back..!!
love this part of me...
~a
Thursday, September 28, 2006
dubai survival kit...
so...SA...or AS...if you are readin this...pardon me...cause i really didnt have anything else to write...
its been 12 months for the ATK team here at Dubai...and we realized that its been quite a learning experience. a new country shall always come with its share of typicalities...and adjusting to those can be quite a task.
here is our version of the
Dubai Survival Kit
its been 12 months for the ATK team here at Dubai...and we realized that its been quite a learning experience. a new country shall always come with its share of typicalities...and adjusting to those can be quite a task.
here is our version of the
Dubai Survival Kit
- Emirates will serve you good food. Air India will serve you food. Emirates has some really nice entertainment. Air India doesn’t believe in the concept. Emirates will fly on time. Air India will love you so much it just wouldn’t want you to leave the craft. Ever. FLY EMIRATES
- You arrive at the airport and the lady immigration officer is quite pretty. She has applied make up and you can actually see her face. And she even smiles at you. That doesn’t mean you can stare at her.
- When flying back to Dubai from India, you have to reconfirm your flights. Ofcourse the fact that you paid the entire amount for the flight and also got a confirmed seat doesn’t mean that you are interested in flying…does it?
- When in a team of more than 4, appoint someone who decides where to eat out every day. Change the person every week…to minimize the physical damage from other team members.
- Do check out the desert safari. The oasis comes in form of belly dancers at the end of it all.
- You are staying at the Crowne Plaza. Just by yourself. And at 2 in the morning you hear a knock. Do(n’t) open!
- Dubai is full of olives. And they look a lot like black grapes. They are not.
- Pepperoni is beef. Just because you have it everyday and like it a lot, doesn’t make it pork!
- Some people think that seafood is vegetarian. Most of these people stay in Dubai
- If your office is far from the main city, remember the route. You shall have to explain it EVERYDAY to the food delivery guy
- Don’t get overwhelmed by the grandiose nature of high-end Lebanese restaurants. Their attitude towards food is the same as that of Paris Hilton’s towards money. Waste it.
- For dinner there are two extremes. The AED20/person Sukh Sagar and the AED 200/person Burj. One will make you burp like you have never burped before and one will leave you hunting for that chips pack at midnight. Which one…is your guess.
- There are some things in Dubai that money cant buy. For instance an airconditioner when you are out at 12.30pm in august looking for an ATM.
- Hospitalization in Dubai is very expensive. Emergency treatment is free though. However, at a speed limit of 120km/hr, ‘emergency’ acquires a whole new meaning. Get yourself a medical cover.
- Ofcourse you love your wife/husband. And the worlds knows that. They don’t need evidence…definitely not in public.
- It’s a beautiful country and you would want to click incessantly. Control that emotion when attempting to click women in the national dress.
life's good...
~a
Sunday, September 24, 2006
awesome feeling....
my feet were literally shivering as i walked towards A-01. i cudnt even dare to see who lives there now...but there was this sudden rush that i experienced...when i sat on the very same stairs infront of the b-blk...
it was suddenly 6 months back...and it was the same time..the same place...the same me...and yet it somehow didnt belong to me..!! but it still was an awesome feeling...
spent 2 days at ISB...officially down for the Kearney recruitment talk...and had a BLAST! the sheer feeling of being back was too overwhelming. more so for SB who just cudnt stop feeling senti. the first night..he drank a bit and then we walked around the campus for some 45 minutes...in the rain...while he narrated stories from the 1st batch. and we were lucky enough to catch a dunking...post which he jst said.."now i can die in peace..!!"
the 1st evening was well received. the turnout was decent...but the enthu was contagious. somehow this batch hasnt failed to impress me with that.
its beautiful...how this single place...holds so much of fascination for me. the sheer thought of being there again makes me wanna do it right away...
ofcourse...on the flip side...i cudnt spend as much time with some people...as i wud hv liked to. so sorry AD, SS, SL...very soon..!!
54 hrs...6 hrs of sleep...
never felt so fresh before...
...awesome feeling...
~a
it was suddenly 6 months back...and it was the same time..the same place...the same me...and yet it somehow didnt belong to me..!! but it still was an awesome feeling...
spent 2 days at ISB...officially down for the Kearney recruitment talk...and had a BLAST! the sheer feeling of being back was too overwhelming. more so for SB who just cudnt stop feeling senti. the first night..he drank a bit and then we walked around the campus for some 45 minutes...in the rain...while he narrated stories from the 1st batch. and we were lucky enough to catch a dunking...post which he jst said.."now i can die in peace..!!"
the 1st evening was well received. the turnout was decent...but the enthu was contagious. somehow this batch hasnt failed to impress me with that.
its beautiful...how this single place...holds so much of fascination for me. the sheer thought of being there again makes me wanna do it right away...
ofcourse...on the flip side...i cudnt spend as much time with some people...as i wud hv liked to. so sorry AD, SS, SL...very soon..!!
54 hrs...6 hrs of sleep...
never felt so fresh before...
...awesome feeling...
~a
Monday, September 18, 2006
Sunday, September 10, 2006
same message...handled differently...
inspired
R and i were heading towards K's place. catching up on life in the past 5 days...and planning the evening ahead. its rare that i listen to music in the car when with her...! but had burnt a new CD and (i dont know if someone else has it) there is this unusual excitement as to which will be the next song. cause you really dont remember when you had put them in an order...to be written...
kaise tujhko dikhaun yahaan hai kya
Maine jharne se paani maa
tod ke piya hai
Guchcha guchcha kai khwabon ka
uchal ke chuwa hai
Chaaya liya bhali dhoop yahaan hai
Naya naya sa hai roop yahan
Yahaan sab kuch hai maa phir bhi
lage bin tere mujhko akela
i kept drivin...she kept looking out her window...there was no talk...
...and we looked at each other...and we had tears in our eyes...
unfortunately i have never really credited cinema with much. i know that SRK has a lot to do with this...but seriously...'bollywood/hollywod/crapwook' never held any value for me except for pure viewing pleasure. it was rarely that i came out of a screening all shaken up...contemplating...thinking about what just struck me...! there are only a few movies that went that far...
1. Pi
2. The Shawshank Redemption
3. A Clockwork Orange
4. Requim for a dream
5. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
6. City of God
7. Motorcycle Diaries
8. American History X
9. The Matrix
10.The Fight Club
11.Schindler's List
And no...i am not an angrez who swears by hollywood...! there have been quite a few (unfortunately...a few) movies in hindi that still have me in awe. Anand, 3 deewarein (shit...i really have to think hard here..!)
However, 2 movies lately have fascinated me...
and that...finally...is the theme of today's entry..
Rang De Basanti
The movie made me feel pathetic...about my life. I figured that no matter what MG says...at somepoint of time i will have to stand infront of the mirror and be hard on myself. at somepoint of time i will have to question my very existence...and my purpose. its surely not to sit infront of a laptop and churn our excel sheets. its certainly not to get married and see my kids become the finest kids ever..! and its surely surely not to get that bloody hasselblad of my last post.
And this movie...made me question all of that. it got so hard on me...that each time i spend lavishly on something...there is a certain guilt that takes over. and that guilt doesnt easily go when i sign that monthly check to CRY. infact it gets only bigger. it only reminds me that as an individual i feel that offering money is my excuse to exist. i dont even know where the money is going...!!
this movie made me realize the power of cinema. the reservation protests...the opening of the priyadarshini mattoo case...the retrial of the jessica lal case...were as if retakes of the same movie. it literally reawakened an entire generation...
and i am not far behind....
Lage raho Munnabhai
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant. It made me laugh...made me cry...made me think...and more importantly...left a message so powerful...and in such a subtle manner...that it was only later that i reazlied what a stroke of genius this was.
i personally never really had a strong opinion on Gandhi. ofcourse...it takes a lot to move an entire nation and i dont know how many of us are capable of doing so...(and no...mallika sherawat is not what i am talking about...!)..! so the respect is there. but apart from that...i used to feel...what if we had resorted to violence...wud we have gotten our independence a decade earlier...?
but what the movie made me realize was that i at my own small level have been practising the same thing..! i am not the agressive sorts...rarely will i raise my voice...and if i think about it...my way of dealing with things has truly helped me. dont know if it would work with someone else...but for me...the main idea is that if the other person is wrong...make him feel guilty about it...so so guilty about it that he never does it again. but do it in a manner that he himself realizes it...and is not forced upon by society and laws. its hard...cause it takes a lot of time...but it works...works wonderfully..!
silence...is the best weapon...! i love this in me...narcissistic or whatever...tht silence coms naturally to me. people think that simply slapping someone is the best form of retaliation...however...silence is the cruelist..!
gandhigiri...or whatever you may want to call it...found itself redefined through the movie.
contrast
RDB shoke me...munnabhai amused me.
RDB made me feel horrible within...munnabhai consoled me of my potential
RDB was shock therapy...munnabhai was 'Patch Adams'
2 movies...almost the same message...almost diametrically opposite ways of treating...
~a
PS: help me with hindi movies that can create the same effect.
R and i were heading towards K's place. catching up on life in the past 5 days...and planning the evening ahead. its rare that i listen to music in the car when with her...! but had burnt a new CD and (i dont know if someone else has it) there is this unusual excitement as to which will be the next song. cause you really dont remember when you had put them in an order...to be written...
kaise tujhko dikhaun yahaan hai kya
Maine jharne se paani maa
tod ke piya hai
Guchcha guchcha kai khwabon ka
uchal ke chuwa hai
Chaaya liya bhali dhoop yahaan hai
Naya naya sa hai roop yahan
Yahaan sab kuch hai maa phir bhi
lage bin tere mujhko akela
i kept drivin...she kept looking out her window...there was no talk...
...and we looked at each other...and we had tears in our eyes...
unfortunately i have never really credited cinema with much. i know that SRK has a lot to do with this...but seriously...'bollywood/hollywod/crapwook' never held any value for me except for pure viewing pleasure. it was rarely that i came out of a screening all shaken up...contemplating...thinking about what just struck me...! there are only a few movies that went that far...
1. Pi
2. The Shawshank Redemption
3. A Clockwork Orange
4. Requim for a dream
5. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
6. City of God
7. Motorcycle Diaries
8. American History X
9. The Matrix
10.The Fight Club
11.Schindler's List
And no...i am not an angrez who swears by hollywood...! there have been quite a few (unfortunately...a few) movies in hindi that still have me in awe. Anand, 3 deewarein (shit...i really have to think hard here..!)
However, 2 movies lately have fascinated me...
and that...finally...is the theme of today's entry..
Rang De Basanti
The movie made me feel pathetic...about my life. I figured that no matter what MG says...at somepoint of time i will have to stand infront of the mirror and be hard on myself. at somepoint of time i will have to question my very existence...and my purpose. its surely not to sit infront of a laptop and churn our excel sheets. its certainly not to get married and see my kids become the finest kids ever..! and its surely surely not to get that bloody hasselblad of my last post.
And this movie...made me question all of that. it got so hard on me...that each time i spend lavishly on something...there is a certain guilt that takes over. and that guilt doesnt easily go when i sign that monthly check to CRY. infact it gets only bigger. it only reminds me that as an individual i feel that offering money is my excuse to exist. i dont even know where the money is going...!!
this movie made me realize the power of cinema. the reservation protests...the opening of the priyadarshini mattoo case...the retrial of the jessica lal case...were as if retakes of the same movie. it literally reawakened an entire generation...
and i am not far behind....
Lage raho Munnabhai
Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant. It made me laugh...made me cry...made me think...and more importantly...left a message so powerful...and in such a subtle manner...that it was only later that i reazlied what a stroke of genius this was.
i personally never really had a strong opinion on Gandhi. ofcourse...it takes a lot to move an entire nation and i dont know how many of us are capable of doing so...(and no...mallika sherawat is not what i am talking about...!)..! so the respect is there. but apart from that...i used to feel...what if we had resorted to violence...wud we have gotten our independence a decade earlier...?
but what the movie made me realize was that i at my own small level have been practising the same thing..! i am not the agressive sorts...rarely will i raise my voice...and if i think about it...my way of dealing with things has truly helped me. dont know if it would work with someone else...but for me...the main idea is that if the other person is wrong...make him feel guilty about it...so so guilty about it that he never does it again. but do it in a manner that he himself realizes it...and is not forced upon by society and laws. its hard...cause it takes a lot of time...but it works...works wonderfully..!
silence...is the best weapon...! i love this in me...narcissistic or whatever...tht silence coms naturally to me. people think that simply slapping someone is the best form of retaliation...however...silence is the cruelist..!
gandhigiri...or whatever you may want to call it...found itself redefined through the movie.
contrast
RDB shoke me...munnabhai amused me.
RDB made me feel horrible within...munnabhai consoled me of my potential
RDB was shock therapy...munnabhai was 'Patch Adams'
2 movies...almost the same message...almost diametrically opposite ways of treating...
~a
PS: help me with hindi movies that can create the same effect.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
communities....
as MG pointed out in last evening's conversation...i tend to worry a lot.
and i agree...
out of all the things that make me question our existence on a daily basis..there is one that has been troubling me for quite sometime now..! sleepness nights...bouts of anxiety and depression...breathlessness...and sudden heartpains usually accompany the thought....and there is no escapin..
in search for my quest for freedon...i turn to you...please help me...
WHAT IN GOD'S NAME WAS THIS DUDE THINKING...WHEN HE CREATED THIS THREAD...!
here is a game .....its called SLAP SLAP SLAP ;)
very simple
just slap the person above n state the reason why he/she deserves the phaataaaaak ;)
OH NO NO...THATS NOT IT....
How old do you think the person above you is... make a guess
Dont peek into profiles ....k...
BETTER STILL...
I have seen this game on another channel but its fun:)
If ur daddy arranges ur marraige wid the person abouve u ......wht u will do......
AND THIS TAKES THE TROPHY
An interesting game...Just tell...what u wanna do with the above person.......
1. Shake Hand
2. A Hug
3. A Kiss
4. A Kick
5. A Slap
6. A Look
7. A Smile
8. A Wink ;)
9. Dont want to even look at
10.Ask her/him out
12.Walk away
Let's start....
and if the pain wasnt enough...its always heartening to see that each of these historic milestones have gotten more than 10,000 REPLIESSS.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
these gem of a masterpiece were created on what could potentially be the biggest threat to manking after AIDS...! and its called orkut..!
i am telling you guys..(and PK knows this already)...very soon google will be controlling our relationships. we email through it...chat through it...make friends through it...and then search for stuff to kill then with through it...!
very soon...
~a
PS: on a different and a much happier note...i have finally...after years of search...found my dream machine. i know an upgrade will come by as soon as i post this...but then...what the heck...i am in love with this...
The Hasselblad Digital SLR
At USD 30,000...my calculations predict exactly 4.386 generations before i lay my hands on this...!
and i agree...
out of all the things that make me question our existence on a daily basis..there is one that has been troubling me for quite sometime now..! sleepness nights...bouts of anxiety and depression...breathlessness...and sudden heartpains usually accompany the thought....and there is no escapin..
in search for my quest for freedon...i turn to you...please help me...
WHAT IN GOD'S NAME WAS THIS DUDE THINKING...WHEN HE CREATED THIS THREAD...!
here is a game .....its called SLAP SLAP SLAP ;)
very simple
just slap the person above n state the reason why he/she deserves the phaataaaaak ;)
OH NO NO...THATS NOT IT....
How old do you think the person above you is... make a guess
Dont peek into profiles ....k...
BETTER STILL...
I have seen this game on another channel but its fun:)
If ur daddy arranges ur marraige wid the person abouve u ......wht u will do......
AND THIS TAKES THE TROPHY
An interesting game...Just tell...what u wanna do with the above person.......
1. Shake Hand
2. A Hug
3. A Kiss
4. A Kick
5. A Slap
6. A Look
7. A Smile
8. A Wink ;)
9. Dont want to even look at
10.Ask her/him out
12.Walk away
Let's start....
and if the pain wasnt enough...its always heartening to see that each of these historic milestones have gotten more than 10,000 REPLIESSS.........!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
these gem of a masterpiece were created on what could potentially be the biggest threat to manking after AIDS...! and its called orkut..!
i am telling you guys..(and PK knows this already)...very soon google will be controlling our relationships. we email through it...chat through it...make friends through it...and then search for stuff to kill then with through it...!
very soon...
~a
PS: on a different and a much happier note...i have finally...after years of search...found my dream machine. i know an upgrade will come by as soon as i post this...but then...what the heck...i am in love with this...
The Hasselblad Digital SLR
At USD 30,000...my calculations predict exactly 4.386 generations before i lay my hands on this...!
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
life has really moved on....
i believe that nature has a wonderful way of telling you what to do next...or to make you realize that what you are doing shouldnt be done. and the best part is that it will do so in a manner that will make you believe it was your own choice...all the way...
i saw Swades last night. was a tad dissapointed. possible because i was watching it at a time when dozens of praises had already been registered by my conscience. so i was expecting a lot more than i got. somehow...i cant credit SRK with much. no matter how powerful the script...something has to happen to certify SRK as the hero of the movie. i didnt get the point of the scene wherein he was trying to generate electricity through the turbine and had to pull out that straw bunch after the turbine failed to reach 230 volts. PLEASE...why does HE have to be the one doing it...when there were hundred others. not that he used his NASA knowledge to figure out what the problem was...!!
anyways...i am loosing track. the movie wasn't powerful. it didnt hit me. i did cry one occasion...but that surely wasnt cause of the powr of the script.
what struck me though...and this is where i link myself to the 1st para...was his reason to come back. he felt that his life has moved on...in a way that had left others behind...people who at some point of time were really precious to him.
and when i think of myself...i figure i am no different.
Today is the 5th of Sep...and i know that i havent called someone when i should have...(and who i did call for 4 years before i just stopped...one fine day). I do send her flowers every year...but havent met her since 1.5 yrs...! and come to think of it...at one point of time...she was the most important person in my life. someone who literally 'made' me...what i am today...!
Today is the 5th of Sep...and i wrote to him after almost a month (and after watching the movie). there was a time when we wouldnt go to sleep before talking to each other. when he used to call me at random hours...and we used to chat for hours thereafter. when i used to keep my landline under my blanket so as to not disturb my folks from the ringtone that would come at 2 in the morning...! and even though i still think of him as my closest guy friend...i shudder on the thought that it must just be on paper
Today is the 5th of Sep...and its been alsmost 2 weeks sinc ei have met her. when i left for dubai this time around...she told me..."i kept waiting for you...ab aayega nandu...ab aayega nandu..."...and i had tears in my eyes. i realized that an effort that will take me 30 mins...will give her priceless happiness. and yet i chose to be lazy...
Today is the 5th of Sep...and i didnt watch Swades for all that i am feeling. i choose to watch it for what i had heard about it...! and yet nature...had its way of telling me..."dude...u cudnt hv expected more out of SRK...but u sure did realize something that you were doing wrong..."
live has surely moved on...
~a
i saw Swades last night. was a tad dissapointed. possible because i was watching it at a time when dozens of praises had already been registered by my conscience. so i was expecting a lot more than i got. somehow...i cant credit SRK with much. no matter how powerful the script...something has to happen to certify SRK as the hero of the movie. i didnt get the point of the scene wherein he was trying to generate electricity through the turbine and had to pull out that straw bunch after the turbine failed to reach 230 volts. PLEASE...why does HE have to be the one doing it...when there were hundred others. not that he used his NASA knowledge to figure out what the problem was...!!
anyways...i am loosing track. the movie wasn't powerful. it didnt hit me. i did cry one occasion...but that surely wasnt cause of the powr of the script.
what struck me though...and this is where i link myself to the 1st para...was his reason to come back. he felt that his life has moved on...in a way that had left others behind...people who at some point of time were really precious to him.
and when i think of myself...i figure i am no different.
Today is the 5th of Sep...and i know that i havent called someone when i should have...(and who i did call for 4 years before i just stopped...one fine day). I do send her flowers every year...but havent met her since 1.5 yrs...! and come to think of it...at one point of time...she was the most important person in my life. someone who literally 'made' me...what i am today...!
Today is the 5th of Sep...and i wrote to him after almost a month (and after watching the movie). there was a time when we wouldnt go to sleep before talking to each other. when he used to call me at random hours...and we used to chat for hours thereafter. when i used to keep my landline under my blanket so as to not disturb my folks from the ringtone that would come at 2 in the morning...! and even though i still think of him as my closest guy friend...i shudder on the thought that it must just be on paper
Today is the 5th of Sep...and its been alsmost 2 weeks sinc ei have met her. when i left for dubai this time around...she told me..."i kept waiting for you...ab aayega nandu...ab aayega nandu..."...and i had tears in my eyes. i realized that an effort that will take me 30 mins...will give her priceless happiness. and yet i chose to be lazy...
Today is the 5th of Sep...and i didnt watch Swades for all that i am feeling. i choose to watch it for what i had heard about it...! and yet nature...had its way of telling me..."dude...u cudnt hv expected more out of SRK...but u sure did realize something that you were doing wrong..."
live has surely moved on...
~a
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
long time....
thanks daddy for reminding me...i had been procastinating...partly cause i wanted to...partly cause i didnt have a choice...
work has been maddening lately...i was 'almost' handling 2 projects at the same time for the past 3 days...hv slept not more than 4 hours at a stretch in the past 3 nights...and have been almost labelled as a zombie by the man in the mirror.
bday...came and went...though it was quite relaxed. after a long time spent it with family...met R in the evening...cut a cake...and all..!
however, i have never ever had so many people wishing me...
work has been maddening lately...i was 'almost' handling 2 projects at the same time for the past 3 days...hv slept not more than 4 hours at a stretch in the past 3 nights...and have been almost labelled as a zombie by the man in the mirror.
bday...came and went...though it was quite relaxed. after a long time spent it with family...met R in the evening...cut a cake...and all..!
however, i have never ever had so many people wishing me...
- 221 orkut scraps (my bosses would be happy to note that none of my replies to all of these scraps came during office hours!)
- 28 emails (wow...!)
- 15 sms-es (and i thought that sms-es were the way to go...for the future)
- 11 phone calls
thank you...orkut birthday reminder...www.birthdayalarm.com...yahoo reminders....google alerts...outlook calendar....
...
dad is doing much better...will be starting office this week...inshallah...(!)...the doctors were really happy with his progress and it was during the review session did they disclose that he had literally come out from the most severe form of infection that could have hit his pancreas..!
happy news...
- daddy got his visa...so he shall be leaving for yankee land very soon...
- my final settlement from NIS (yes...the same company i used to work for some 1000 days back..!!)...came...and i am slightly rich now
- almost...almost...completed the model that i was working on...to some awesome relief...
- have a 3 day weekend this time...and am going for a road trip on saturday....wassssuuuupppp
life's good...
~a
PS: daddy..(and this is god damn the 3rd time i am mentioning you)...there was one girl that didnt like me when she 1st met me...and i am to marry her next year...! i guess that was the criteria..! :)
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
11 days...of india..of sleeplessness...and of housekeeping...
so dad's pancrease...which according to the doc had been over-worked cause of his gall bladder removal 8 yrs back...suddenly decided to go on a 'pancreatic fundamentalist drive'. basically...trying to show that if desired...they can beat the shit out of someone...!
and boy they did...
he was in the hospital for 11 days...! and its horrible this way especially when you dont expect it. what was to become a sweet tide 4 day vacation for me...turned out to be a 11 day india 'working from home' stint...
and boy they did...
he was in the hospital for 11 days...! and its horrible this way especially when you dont expect it. what was to become a sweet tide 4 day vacation for me...turned out to be a 11 day india 'working from home' stint...
- i drove, on an average, 100kms a day....up and down the hospital
- took charge of the house while mum stayed with dad...so basically...milking the cow...clearing the bullshit...making dung cakes...and washing clothes (am really serious this time!)
- worked for 8 hrs daily...4 hrs on live dubai time...and 4 hrs in the night...
- slept, on an average, for 4-5 hrs daily
- felt really really tired at the end of it all...
and lessons learnt - such situations will bring you face to face with the 'real'
- while some people (and some of them really not expected to..) called up and mailed and messaged frequently...checking on dad's health...some (and some of them expected to..) lost complete touch
- my manager didnt even wait for me to ask...before asking me to work from home. i left for india on wednesday...and reached dubai the following sunday. not too sure how many firms would have a value system so strong to allow that...with no questions asked. at all times...i had my team's support...!
- mum...who till abt 15 days back wud feel pukish when entering a hospital...spent 11 days with dad..! she realized a whole new herself...
- dinner with jst my sis...and we had one of the best conversations ever...she talked abt the real her...and i suddenly realized tht we hvnt spent much time together...
- dad cried when i was leaving...
- R and i were both as excited as we were on our first date, when we went to dine together...4 days after i had been in india and not met her...
11 days...of india..of sleeplessness...and of housekeeping...
and something has changed....yet i remain with the same set of parameters that were governing my life so far...
on a different note...met with Y last night. had a great time with her....and realized that some relationships jst take off...and you dont ever know why. i wud hv never imagined tht i wud meet her again....forget the fact that it wud happen in a whole together different country....
life's good...!
~a
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
my version....
there was a time...no so long ago...when i used to treat the 'Reader's Digest' as a must read. this was much before i started reading the same for its jokes..only...! anyways...so this one time...there was a wonderful article on this dude who, when he was 18, made a list of 30 things he would wanna do before he turned 30. its almost a cliche now...but at that time the idea sounded quite cool. and this dude actually went on to accomplish each and everything on that list...and the article was all about how he managed to do so. just so you know...the things listed there were not exactly..."brush everyday"...but "travel on a bike for more than 3000 miles" sorts..!!!
and then...after a deulge of such posts by EU and SB....here is my version of the things i have done...would want to do...and would never want to do...(and this would be extremely India specific...somewhat inspired from EU's entry...and in no specific order)
Index:
and then...after a deulge of such posts by EU and SB....here is my version of the things i have done...would want to do...and would never want to do...(and this would be extremely India specific...somewhat inspired from EU's entry...and in no specific order)
Index:
- Have done
- Want to do
- Dont want to do
- thrown garbage on the road...paused....picked it up and dropped it in the thrash
- had golgappas from the same guy who pulled out his snort a minute back
- ran after a bus and caught it finally
- slapped an auto guy cause he refused to go where you wanted to
- saved a lady from being harassed/molested
- watched an entire episode of krishi darshan
- been on a bus...with just one foot on it
- driven without a license
- driven at more than 120 kmph
- drove away when a traffic cop tried to stop you
- asked a cop "jaante ho main kiska/kiski beta/beti hoon...?"
- for guys alone - scratched your (you know what) thinking that no one saw
- scribbled on a protected monument
- cheated in a school examination
- been on "palace on wheels"
- been to atleast 3 sanctuaries in India
- sang something special...for someone special...
- stayed up all night and saw the sunrise
- met anyone from the indian cricket team
- pee-ed on the road
- milked a cow
- ate sugarcane...the traditional way
- stayed in a village without electricity for more than 2 nights
- shopped for vegetables atleast 100 days in a year
- paid a begger more than rs 100
- had a househelper who was less than 15 years of age
- been to a temple, a church, a gurudwara AND a mosque
- stopped at the red light when no one else was...
- requested for a song on the radio
- called the KBC phoneline atleast once
- waited in a queque for more than 2 hours
- bribed your way through to get a government document
- tipped your barber
- driven a bike in 5 degree centrigrade...with your tee and shorts on
- been to atleast 3 beaches in 3 separate states
- been to the North-east
- travelled to the lakshwadeep islands
- hiked to the mansarovar lake
- studied beyond the age of 23
- started your own business
- driven an ambassador
- looked at the night sky through a telescope
- slept under the stars
- kissed your gf/bf right infront of your parents
- gone dutch on your 1st date
- washed someone else's puke
- cried in public
- visited the taj mahal
- seen a live cobra
- had dinner with your domestic help...on the same table
- worked on a 386 computer
- tied/worn rakhi to/from a total stranger
- danced naked in your room
- cried infront of your parents, after the age of 18
- touched your parent's feet
life has been slightly hard lately...more cause of personal reasons. lekin theek hai...it moves on...!!!
~a
PS: and yah...feel free to add stuff to the above...which highlights true india.
Friday, August 04, 2006
cryptic...
trinnnggg....triiingggg....
Mirror: yo...not feeling urself?
Me: dont know dude....wanted to...but something doesnt feel right...
Mirror: i know...its strange right..when something tht is close to you...doesnt mean as much to someone else...
Me: I KNOWW....!! how cud they ever forget whatever happened....did they not feel IT...?
Mirror: maybe they did...and maybe thats precisely why they dont wanna feel it anymore. its not tht u left them with a choice...
Me: i am being selfish here...i always was...and i told them all through...at times to no avail...
Mirror: i am glad you realized that...
Me (smiling to himself): so...whatver i said that evening...is actually turning out to be true...
Mirror: hahaha....as if you didnt know it would.
Me: yahhh...it had to happen...and i dont think i should be bothered anymore...not anymore...
Mirror: :)
Me: thanks dude...
Mirror: thank her...
..................................hang up
the entire city infront of me....not a soul in sight...machines making their way through turns and lights...the skyscrapers blinking....my hands folding...my eyes closing...this was always meant to be...involuntary drops of water...my job is done...
Me: i let go...
~a
Mirror: yo...not feeling urself?
Me: dont know dude....wanted to...but something doesnt feel right...
Mirror: i know...its strange right..when something tht is close to you...doesnt mean as much to someone else...
Me: I KNOWW....!! how cud they ever forget whatever happened....did they not feel IT...?
Mirror: maybe they did...and maybe thats precisely why they dont wanna feel it anymore. its not tht u left them with a choice...
Me: i am being selfish here...i always was...and i told them all through...at times to no avail...
Mirror: i am glad you realized that...
Me (smiling to himself): so...whatver i said that evening...is actually turning out to be true...
Mirror: hahaha....as if you didnt know it would.
Me: yahhh...it had to happen...and i dont think i should be bothered anymore...not anymore...
Mirror: :)
Me: thanks dude...
Mirror: thank her...
..................................hang up
the entire city infront of me....not a soul in sight...machines making their way through turns and lights...the skyscrapers blinking....my hands folding...my eyes closing...this was always meant to be...involuntary drops of water...my job is done...
Me: i let go...
~a
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Saturday, July 29, 2006
...nightmares....and spreadhseets...
last week was my first touch with work pressure...and i mean pressure thts worse than a guy who hasnt shat for 7 months...!!
am working on a model. a project feasibility model. we wanna see if the project tht we abt to undertake makes business sense for us...and if it doesnt, then how can we ensure that it does. so basically...whatever happens...we will do the project...!! we jst hv to show tht it will work as well...
as wud be obvious...any such feasibility model....will hv its dose of P&L statements, balance sheets, cash flow statements...and the works.
now anyone...who has ever come in close contact with me...including the one i passed while coming out of the elevator this morning...knows tht my sole purpose in this world is a 3-step process...
Step 1
find out who was the guy who made the 1st balance sheet in the world...! the P&L statement or the cash flow statement 'inventors' will also do...
Step 2
find out if he is still alive...! chances r tht he is not...!
Step 3
find out who are his living descendents. and then aka 'the da vinci code'....bloody launch the worst ever cult group to wipe tht entire race. in the process...also attempt to remove all possible traces of accounting in this world...and alongwith them...the god damn accountants...!!!!
which...translated in english language....means...tht i hate...i mean...ohhhhh soooo muuuchhhh....HATE...acounts...! it was my first B-grade at ISB...and if it wasnt for AP, GC, AG and the likes...i wud hv sunk without a trace...!!!
so...it was torture...all the way...and its not funny when u come up with your version of the model...and are told..."uuuummmmmm....cash balance...can never be negative....but good try...DODO..."
it was so bad...tht the past 4 days hv been the following:
- dreaming...no no...nightmaring...about the spreadsheet....! nightmares about my life being a bloody balance sheet wherein my weight is adding on....to the liabilities side...! cash flow statement...and what the F is capitalization...
- sitting in the loo...ostensibly shitting...for 45 mins...with my ISB accounting book...!
- at the shop, after realizing tht i am out of monies...asking R.."tere paas cash flow hai...????"
the model is done...and i think...its comes out well...! thank god...
~a
PS:
am working on a model. a project feasibility model. we wanna see if the project tht we abt to undertake makes business sense for us...and if it doesnt, then how can we ensure that it does. so basically...whatever happens...we will do the project...!! we jst hv to show tht it will work as well...
as wud be obvious...any such feasibility model....will hv its dose of P&L statements, balance sheets, cash flow statements...and the works.
now anyone...who has ever come in close contact with me...including the one i passed while coming out of the elevator this morning...knows tht my sole purpose in this world is a 3-step process...
Step 1
find out who was the guy who made the 1st balance sheet in the world...! the P&L statement or the cash flow statement 'inventors' will also do...
Step 2
find out if he is still alive...! chances r tht he is not...!
Step 3
find out who are his living descendents. and then aka 'the da vinci code'....bloody launch the worst ever cult group to wipe tht entire race. in the process...also attempt to remove all possible traces of accounting in this world...and alongwith them...the god damn accountants...!!!!
which...translated in english language....means...tht i hate...i mean...ohhhhh soooo muuuchhhh....HATE...acounts...! it was my first B-grade at ISB...and if it wasnt for AP, GC, AG and the likes...i wud hv sunk without a trace...!!!
so...it was torture...all the way...and its not funny when u come up with your version of the model...and are told..."uuuummmmmm....cash balance...can never be negative....but good try...DODO..."
it was so bad...tht the past 4 days hv been the following:
- dreaming...no no...nightmaring...about the spreadsheet....! nightmares about my life being a bloody balance sheet wherein my weight is adding on....to the liabilities side...! cash flow statement...and what the F is capitalization...
- sitting in the loo...ostensibly shitting...for 45 mins...with my ISB accounting book...!
- at the shop, after realizing tht i am out of monies...asking R.."tere paas cash flow hai...????"
the model is done...and i think...its comes out well...! thank god...
~a
PS:
- for all those concerned...i think its almost a proven fact now that consulting is possibly the only field which required you to hv paid attention during your MBA. possibly speaks for the reason why they always look for the toppers...!
- AD topped the marketing course at ISB. which speaks for the fact that he hasnt been studying...cause it wont hv happened if he did...! :)
Monday, July 24, 2006
...and where do u come from...
the other day i was explaining to my manager the concept of a blog...the same way someone explained the concept of an orgasm (THANK YOU) to me...only a few days back...!
so anyways...he asked me a good question..."how does the world come to know of your blog"..."and how is it that you know of others"...
at that time i simply answered that you start circulating your blog amoungst your peers...so on and so forth...and the network builds. and its the same way that you get to know of other blogs..
and then...i went to my sitemeter...and checked out stuff. to my surprise..almost 70% of the clicks on my blogs r through referrals. which basically means they are unsuspecting individuals browsing some really high IQ blogs...until destiny takes them to mine...!
additionally...i also found that my blog comes up on google for the weirdest of all searches:
Search # 1
yana gupta lipstick ad (http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&q=yana%20gupta%20lipstick%20ad&meta=)
WWWWWWWTTTTTTTFFFFFFFF
Search # 2
who has remixed yeh zameen gaa rahi hain (http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&q=who%20has%20remixed%20yeh%20zameen%20gaa%20rahi%20hain&meta=)
holy shit...!!!!!
Search # 3
What does Ankur mean (http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&q=What%20does%20Ankur%20mean&btnG=Search&meta=)
thank god for a sane search
so...where do u come from...?
~a
PS: funny things are happening to me on orkut nowadays. next post...dedicated to..."adventures on orkut"
so anyways...he asked me a good question..."how does the world come to know of your blog"..."and how is it that you know of others"...
at that time i simply answered that you start circulating your blog amoungst your peers...so on and so forth...and the network builds. and its the same way that you get to know of other blogs..
and then...i went to my sitemeter...and checked out stuff. to my surprise..almost 70% of the clicks on my blogs r through referrals. which basically means they are unsuspecting individuals browsing some really high IQ blogs...until destiny takes them to mine...!
additionally...i also found that my blog comes up on google for the weirdest of all searches:
Search # 1
yana gupta lipstick ad (http://www.google.co.uk/search?hl=en&q=yana%20gupta%20lipstick%20ad&meta=)
WWWWWWWTTTTTTTFFFFFFFF
Search # 2
who has remixed yeh zameen gaa rahi hain (http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&q=who%20has%20remixed%20yeh%20zameen%20gaa%20rahi%20hain&meta=)
holy shit...!!!!!
Search # 3
What does Ankur mean (http://www.google.co.in/search?hl=en&q=What%20does%20Ankur%20mean&btnG=Search&meta=)
thank god for a sane search
so...where do u come from...?
~a
PS: funny things are happening to me on orkut nowadays. next post...dedicated to..."adventures on orkut"
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