when DM was promoted to principal earlier this year i remeber him telling me...
"as a manager i got to know your batch closely...cause i was involved with the day-to-day activities of the engagement. however....yours will be the last batch i shall know directly. cause now...as a principal...i will be 'away'..."
that how i felt when the new batch of ISB came in...at some level i would always be away...
i do know some guys in the batch...and have a lot of expectations from them..more so since they happen to be from my high school...! but 4-5 in a batch of 430 doesnt shake a mountain...
anyways...
To the batch of 2008...(with a high probability that most will not even know of this site's existence!)
this year is going to be something you could have never imagined...
...a ride that will leave you exhausted...and craving for more...
...dont let go off it...at any time....
...and wear sunscreen...
~a
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
association...
i am a sucker for relationships...and i have always told my mum...never fret over anything that can be bought by money. always regret relationships that you havent worked on...
after almost a month...it is these emotions that compelled me to write. (un)fortunately...this wont be an anecdote...surely wont be amusing...so there...dont tell me tht i didnt warn...
the ISB current batch graduated yesterday. a sad feeling...because i know this will be the last batch that i will 'really' know..! and it was nostalgia for me. not just memories of my time...last year...and the sheer deluge of emotions that i faced..it was also the association that i had built with the batch ths year. i am sure i wud be known as the alum who was on campus every friggin month...(yes...i still work for ATK...yes...they still pay me!)
made some really lovely friends...got more respect than i deserved...but most importantly...never felt alien in the batch. i may not know everyone...but always felt home...! the people were all lovely...atleast infront of me..! and i felt at home also because i had spent one of the best years of my life at the very same place...
and then today received the CD for the play that the current batch had towards the end of the year, from SS. friggin hillarious stuff..! it was so awesome going back to those times...and its these times when you realize the imprint you have had...cause of your actions. in your head everything is all fine...cause it was you yourself who enacted the 'real' moments. but...as is always the case...people dont have it all figured..! and thus is created a multiple image profile of the same person....
maybe this multiple image profile allowed me to be different people to different set of individuals...
...maybe this was the basis of my association...
...not just this batch...but my own as well...
ISB Co2007
thanks for being you....i loved every bit of interacting with each one of you...and you shall remain as a special memory...
feeling very nostalgic today...missing the moments...! cause i know it wont be the same again...
life moves on...
~a
after almost a month...it is these emotions that compelled me to write. (un)fortunately...this wont be an anecdote...surely wont be amusing...so there...dont tell me tht i didnt warn...
the ISB current batch graduated yesterday. a sad feeling...because i know this will be the last batch that i will 'really' know..! and it was nostalgia for me. not just memories of my time...last year...and the sheer deluge of emotions that i faced..it was also the association that i had built with the batch ths year. i am sure i wud be known as the alum who was on campus every friggin month...(yes...i still work for ATK...yes...they still pay me!)
made some really lovely friends...got more respect than i deserved...but most importantly...never felt alien in the batch. i may not know everyone...but always felt home...! the people were all lovely...atleast infront of me..! and i felt at home also because i had spent one of the best years of my life at the very same place...
and then today received the CD for the play that the current batch had towards the end of the year, from SS. friggin hillarious stuff..! it was so awesome going back to those times...and its these times when you realize the imprint you have had...cause of your actions. in your head everything is all fine...cause it was you yourself who enacted the 'real' moments. but...as is always the case...people dont have it all figured..! and thus is created a multiple image profile of the same person....
maybe this multiple image profile allowed me to be different people to different set of individuals...
...maybe this was the basis of my association...
...not just this batch...but my own as well...
ISB Co2007
thanks for being you....i loved every bit of interacting with each one of you...and you shall remain as a special memory...
feeling very nostalgic today...missing the moments...! cause i know it wont be the same again...
life moves on...
~a
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
the good part about not bloggin for a while...is that you get a feel of your fan following...!
...1 girl reminded me that i used to blog...
...my viewership has dropped 50%...
...i received 37 (yes...thats friggin THIRTY SEVEN...) anonymous comments...in a single day...and some 150 in the past month..."great site you have here...btw check some lesbians babes...and hey...while you are at it...hv u heard of viagra and turkey as a tourist destination...??"
i am actively considering selling my blog to google...!
____________
so my client was narrating his india trip the other day. went to mumbai for some business meetings and the first day was pretty tight with multiple appointments. the flight arrives at 8.30am and its only an hr to the first meeting. so DB tells the driver..."boss...drive as fast as you can...its crucial for him to reach in the next 45 mins..."
now you know how indian drivers are....either they drive at 40 and not an inch more....or if told otherwise...they forget that cars are made of materials that can crush humans....! see...here is my point....dhanno from sholay was the only friggin horse in that scene. so wouldnt have bumped into another...and crashed....and lost a leg...and her tail for life..! but mumbai....DUDE...! you drive at 60 only if you are on top of another driving at that speed..!
anyways...so this driver pays ample attention to the instructions...and makes his way through the traffic...! lo behold...he does manage to reach in time...
client is happy...impressed..! he calls DB and goes..."this guy was fantastic....! he took me through all these shortcuts and small roads...and heck..there was traffic...but hey...he managed perfectly.."
DB is clueless..."shortcuts...?? small roads..??" he talks to the driver...khuspus khuspus...and then comes back to client....
"ummm...well...those are the mumbai main roads...!!"
i rest my case...! arguments plz..???
________________
Dubai is inshallah coming to an end....! been a terrific time...! jst finished with a great piece of work...and its amazing how much one learns about an industry one was clueless about...jst 8 weeks back..!
________________
clicked this on the Delhi Metro sometime back. Really neat way of reminding the consumer who you are...
http://flickr.com/photos/warikoo/419890417/
another click...though unrelated...
http://flickr.com/photos/warikoo/419890368/
________________
life's good...in all dimensions..!
~a
...1 girl reminded me that i used to blog...
...my viewership has dropped 50%...
...i received 37 (yes...thats friggin THIRTY SEVEN...) anonymous comments...in a single day...and some 150 in the past month..."great site you have here...btw check some lesbians babes...and hey...while you are at it...hv u heard of viagra and turkey as a tourist destination...??"
i am actively considering selling my blog to google...!
____________
so my client was narrating his india trip the other day. went to mumbai for some business meetings and the first day was pretty tight with multiple appointments. the flight arrives at 8.30am and its only an hr to the first meeting. so DB tells the driver..."boss...drive as fast as you can...its crucial for him to reach in the next 45 mins..."
now you know how indian drivers are....either they drive at 40 and not an inch more....or if told otherwise...they forget that cars are made of materials that can crush humans....! see...here is my point....dhanno from sholay was the only friggin horse in that scene. so wouldnt have bumped into another...and crashed....and lost a leg...and her tail for life..! but mumbai....DUDE...! you drive at 60 only if you are on top of another driving at that speed..!
anyways...so this driver pays ample attention to the instructions...and makes his way through the traffic...! lo behold...he does manage to reach in time...
client is happy...impressed..! he calls DB and goes..."this guy was fantastic....! he took me through all these shortcuts and small roads...and heck..there was traffic...but hey...he managed perfectly.."
DB is clueless..."shortcuts...?? small roads..??" he talks to the driver...khuspus khuspus...and then comes back to client....
"ummm...well...those are the mumbai main roads...!!"
i rest my case...! arguments plz..???
________________
Dubai is inshallah coming to an end....! been a terrific time...! jst finished with a great piece of work...and its amazing how much one learns about an industry one was clueless about...jst 8 weeks back..!
________________
clicked this on the Delhi Metro sometime back. Really neat way of reminding the consumer who you are...
http://flickr.com/photos/warikoo/419890417/
another click...though unrelated...
http://flickr.com/photos/warikoo/419890368/
________________
life's good...in all dimensions..!
~a
Monday, February 19, 2007
client situation #615
scheduled for 11am...we reached at 10.40 itself..! i would want to believe that whats i always do...if it wasnt for the cute secretary. its the smile that kills...always the friggin smile....
and then...when the dude has worked for some 18 odd years...why do they develop such a high respect for time. i mean..if the meeting is scheduled for 11...and 2 young consultants are having a happy chat with your secretary..why the hell do u have to come out of your cabin at sharp 11..!!
anyways...so whatever...! 18 yrs of experience...senior guy...! we got his time after multiple visits to the office...and it was only 30 mins. had the make the most of it.
so we start....and he is answering. the setting is quite corporat-ish..! you know...the table that can contain half the earth on it...and there is one old dude on its north. and 2 black-suited morons at its south. if both of us were to lie down and i were to hold on to his feet...we wud still need another body to reach the gentleman.
and whats with these chairs??? who do we hv to sink...and take 'comfortable chairs' to an all new level. not to mention tht the arm rest will rise up to half your thigh...! so u friggin need a forearm of shaq 'o neil's height..!
10 minutes into the interview...! the answers r stunning....i mean...experience oozing out..!! fantastic perspective.
beep...
its his phone...
he starts off infront of us itself. goes on and on..in some god damn vernacular. i cant figure shit...so am jst thinking of what next to ask. the interview seems too high a priority to spend time concentrating on something tht wud take an eternity for me to crack..!
"sorry gentleman..had to take this call..! please...lets continue"
the next 15 minutes flow smooth. good questions...equally brilliant answers...!
"thank you Mr X for your time. We really appreciate this"
"oh no...not a problem at all. I hope I was of help...! some tea?"
"So where are you guys from..?"
"OH i am fromt Delhi. stayed all my life there."
"and you...?"
"I am from kerela.."
now...not that i want to...but i have never seen a person die of shock. i hv seen some bit of it in the movies..but thats all abt it. and i am told that the person freezes...! i mean...he jst becomes a statue.
yeah...on second thoughts...i did maybe see someone die of shock tht day...
"Kerela...??? So you can speak malayam...???"
"yes...i can..."
"OH I AM SO SORRY....I AM SO SO SORRY...I DIDNT MEAN IT...I REALLY AM. I JUST DIDNT MEAN IT...I AM...OH NO...GOD...SORRY...REALLY SORRY..."
"its ok...ok..not a problem at all.."
i am perplxed..!! what in friggin world i happenin. why is tht dude atleast 3 bodies away from us apologizing. and why is this super stud friend of mine acting as if he is jesus...out to forgive the world..! I have no friggin idea...i mean...NO IDEA....FRIGGIN..!!
we step out...and i am like....DUDE...WHAT JUST HAPPENED..??? WHY WAS HE ACTING LIKE THAT...
"remember the call...! he was speaking in malayalam. with someone frm home...i am guessing..."
"...and...???"
"...well....if i recollect correctly he said....these 2 f****** r wasting my time right now...moronic questions...thinking they r too smart..! I will make sure Srini doent grow up to become up...! friggin useless bunch of expensive furniture..."
___________________________________
ISB recruitments in full swing. had gone down this weekend...to a fanstastic time. took 5 super studs...great bunch of people. the tension on campus was scary...! all i could do was go back in history and laugh at my state back then. it all seems so miniscule...so irrelevant...now...
great learning...
~a
PS: OK...alright...this wasnt me...! A colleague..!! But heck...story writing is fun..! :)
and then...when the dude has worked for some 18 odd years...why do they develop such a high respect for time. i mean..if the meeting is scheduled for 11...and 2 young consultants are having a happy chat with your secretary..why the hell do u have to come out of your cabin at sharp 11..!!
anyways...so whatever...! 18 yrs of experience...senior guy...! we got his time after multiple visits to the office...and it was only 30 mins. had the make the most of it.
so we start....and he is answering. the setting is quite corporat-ish..! you know...the table that can contain half the earth on it...and there is one old dude on its north. and 2 black-suited morons at its south. if both of us were to lie down and i were to hold on to his feet...we wud still need another body to reach the gentleman.
and whats with these chairs??? who do we hv to sink...and take 'comfortable chairs' to an all new level. not to mention tht the arm rest will rise up to half your thigh...! so u friggin need a forearm of shaq 'o neil's height..!
10 minutes into the interview...! the answers r stunning....i mean...experience oozing out..!! fantastic perspective.
beep...
its his phone...
he starts off infront of us itself. goes on and on..in some god damn vernacular. i cant figure shit...so am jst thinking of what next to ask. the interview seems too high a priority to spend time concentrating on something tht wud take an eternity for me to crack..!
"sorry gentleman..had to take this call..! please...lets continue"
the next 15 minutes flow smooth. good questions...equally brilliant answers...!
"thank you Mr X for your time. We really appreciate this"
"oh no...not a problem at all. I hope I was of help...! some tea?"
"So where are you guys from..?"
"OH i am fromt Delhi. stayed all my life there."
"and you...?"
"I am from kerela.."
now...not that i want to...but i have never seen a person die of shock. i hv seen some bit of it in the movies..but thats all abt it. and i am told that the person freezes...! i mean...he jst becomes a statue.
yeah...on second thoughts...i did maybe see someone die of shock tht day...
"Kerela...??? So you can speak malayam...???"
"yes...i can..."
"OH I AM SO SORRY....I AM SO SO SORRY...I DIDNT MEAN IT...I REALLY AM. I JUST DIDNT MEAN IT...I AM...OH NO...GOD...SORRY...REALLY SORRY..."
"its ok...ok..not a problem at all.."
i am perplxed..!! what in friggin world i happenin. why is tht dude atleast 3 bodies away from us apologizing. and why is this super stud friend of mine acting as if he is jesus...out to forgive the world..! I have no friggin idea...i mean...NO IDEA....FRIGGIN..!!
we step out...and i am like....DUDE...WHAT JUST HAPPENED..??? WHY WAS HE ACTING LIKE THAT...
"remember the call...! he was speaking in malayalam. with someone frm home...i am guessing..."
"...and...???"
"...well....if i recollect correctly he said....these 2 f****** r wasting my time right now...moronic questions...thinking they r too smart..! I will make sure Srini doent grow up to become up...! friggin useless bunch of expensive furniture..."
___________________________________
ISB recruitments in full swing. had gone down this weekend...to a fanstastic time. took 5 super studs...great bunch of people. the tension on campus was scary...! all i could do was go back in history and laugh at my state back then. it all seems so miniscule...so irrelevant...now...
great learning...
~a
PS: OK...alright...this wasnt me...! A colleague..!! But heck...story writing is fun..! :)
Monday, February 05, 2007
issi shauk ka imtihaan zindagi hain...!!
..its the test of this desire...that's what life is...
- Zaaveda Zindagi (Movie: Anwar)
i agree with that...! life..at all times...at each point..is simply a test. a test of how strongly you desire something...how much are you willing to work towards it...a test...each and every point.
so...i sat down the other day...with the music on...! ofcourse..people who can see my gtalk know that nowadays i am on an overdose of urdu stuff. gone back to jagjit singh sorts. and then came atif aslam. friggin amazing stuff. fanstastic lyrics...most of them...and his energy is jst killin. i mean...he is so good...tht at times i wish i cud be this teenybopper...at his concert...shouting at the top of my lungs...atifffffffffff...almost tearing my top off..!!
anyways...
so i sat down the other day...!! and omg...HAVE YOU HEARD ATIF ASLAM...HE IS LIKE...OMGGGGG...
yeah...the othe day...! i was wondering..what are the things that i would work for..! what would life be testing me on...each and every point.
this was my list...
Photography
life...everyday...asks me this...
"u friggin ass..! at a time when you were earning $525 a month...u bought yourself a $750 camera..! you used to cook your own food everyday...because paneer outside used to cost more than milk and vinegar...(ofcourse my time had no value then. notice how i used 'then' to lead you into believing that it does hv any value now..!!)..! so what the f did u with it..! clicked some snaps..! made a moron show at the ISB talent night..! and yeah...never got down to practising..! u friggin ass...!"
i know what i want to do. i want to become angus moon. for those who dont know him...he was the exchange student to isb from UCT GSB, last year (read here). and a professional photographer. not before he earned his living as a consultant. and according to him...he earned much more as a photographer than he did as a consultant (ofcourse with my friggin package i will have to click rajnikanth naked to make up for it...although i do know that clicking bappi lahiri naked might fetch me more!). now thats what i want to do. i just want to leave my job one day...and pick up my camera. and jst go clicking for a yr.
balls..! will never get that courage..! life's a waste..!
Singing
yeah...thats true..! i hv always loved singing...although only 2 people hv heard me do so. only one survived. i do visit the other whenever i get the time..but the friggin asylum closes before my office ends.
i wanna learn singing. i want to sing the song i like...the way they shud be sung. and i want to believe that i did a good job. ofcourse i also know that anu malik thinks the same...so yeah...i also want the world to think i did a good job. which in turns means...i want to sing for an audience one day..!
let see if i pass this test...
Superman
my masi went to singapore right after her marriage. so when she finally came back to india after some 5 yrs...she was this genie...! with magical stuff...!! she had this thing called the VCR...! and this beauty of an invention named TV. and a certain video called Superman II.
each time i met her...which was like once a week or so...she used to make me watch it. without fail. till i reached the point wherein i visited her almost everyday...jst to watch it. the movie was my sholay..!! i knew each dialogue..(or atleast i thought..heck..i was in 3rd grade..and the movie was english!)...! ofcourse...growing up..it was easiest to blame masi for most of who i was..!!
hah..! i used to go to temples and pray to god...to make me superman. and i remember telling god...i promise i will use my pwers for the good..!! i am sure that used to be god's stand up comedy hour...!! he wud invite jesus and mohammad...and indra (if he was free from his boogie-woogie dance performances) to view me...and would go..."listen to this friggin ass...wants to become superman..he is too funny..!!"
but i want to become one...whats wrong with that. really..! i get a kick when i do somethng for someone...wthout the person knowing its me. he jst knows its someone..! it cud be anyone..! and thats superman for me. u hv the power...but never the identity. you dont exist...and yet you do..in the most powerful manner possible..! and its an addiction for me..! the 'overly involved' me..!
ofcourse...they stopped making red underwear...and my blue pants are not the best fitting. but i can manage..!
so there...u hv Mr. blue pants...who can friggin sing....and flies arnd with this camera. yup...that's me..!!
that's who i wanna be...
issi shauk ka intihaam zindagi hain...!
~a
- Zaaveda Zindagi (Movie: Anwar)
i agree with that...! life..at all times...at each point..is simply a test. a test of how strongly you desire something...how much are you willing to work towards it...a test...each and every point.
so...i sat down the other day...with the music on...! ofcourse..people who can see my gtalk know that nowadays i am on an overdose of urdu stuff. gone back to jagjit singh sorts. and then came atif aslam. friggin amazing stuff. fanstastic lyrics...most of them...and his energy is jst killin. i mean...he is so good...tht at times i wish i cud be this teenybopper...at his concert...shouting at the top of my lungs...atifffffffffff...almost tearing my top off..!!
anyways...
so i sat down the other day...!! and omg...HAVE YOU HEARD ATIF ASLAM...HE IS LIKE...OMGGGGG...
yeah...the othe day...! i was wondering..what are the things that i would work for..! what would life be testing me on...each and every point.
this was my list...
Photography
life...everyday...asks me this...
"u friggin ass..! at a time when you were earning $525 a month...u bought yourself a $750 camera..! you used to cook your own food everyday...because paneer outside used to cost more than milk and vinegar...(ofcourse my time had no value then. notice how i used 'then' to lead you into believing that it does hv any value now..!!)..! so what the f did u with it..! clicked some snaps..! made a moron show at the ISB talent night..! and yeah...never got down to practising..! u friggin ass...!"
i know what i want to do. i want to become angus moon. for those who dont know him...he was the exchange student to isb from UCT GSB, last year (read here). and a professional photographer. not before he earned his living as a consultant. and according to him...he earned much more as a photographer than he did as a consultant (ofcourse with my friggin package i will have to click rajnikanth naked to make up for it...although i do know that clicking bappi lahiri naked might fetch me more!). now thats what i want to do. i just want to leave my job one day...and pick up my camera. and jst go clicking for a yr.
balls..! will never get that courage..! life's a waste..!
Singing
yeah...thats true..! i hv always loved singing...although only 2 people hv heard me do so. only one survived. i do visit the other whenever i get the time..but the friggin asylum closes before my office ends.
i wanna learn singing. i want to sing the song i like...the way they shud be sung. and i want to believe that i did a good job. ofcourse i also know that anu malik thinks the same...so yeah...i also want the world to think i did a good job. which in turns means...i want to sing for an audience one day..!
let see if i pass this test...
Superman
my masi went to singapore right after her marriage. so when she finally came back to india after some 5 yrs...she was this genie...! with magical stuff...!! she had this thing called the VCR...! and this beauty of an invention named TV. and a certain video called Superman II.
each time i met her...which was like once a week or so...she used to make me watch it. without fail. till i reached the point wherein i visited her almost everyday...jst to watch it. the movie was my sholay..!! i knew each dialogue..(or atleast i thought..heck..i was in 3rd grade..and the movie was english!)...! ofcourse...growing up..it was easiest to blame masi for most of who i was..!!
hah..! i used to go to temples and pray to god...to make me superman. and i remember telling god...i promise i will use my pwers for the good..!! i am sure that used to be god's stand up comedy hour...!! he wud invite jesus and mohammad...and indra (if he was free from his boogie-woogie dance performances) to view me...and would go..."listen to this friggin ass...wants to become superman..he is too funny..!!"
but i want to become one...whats wrong with that. really..! i get a kick when i do somethng for someone...wthout the person knowing its me. he jst knows its someone..! it cud be anyone..! and thats superman for me. u hv the power...but never the identity. you dont exist...and yet you do..in the most powerful manner possible..! and its an addiction for me..! the 'overly involved' me..!
ofcourse...they stopped making red underwear...and my blue pants are not the best fitting. but i can manage..!
so there...u hv Mr. blue pants...who can friggin sing....and flies arnd with this camera. yup...that's me..!!
that's who i wanna be...
issi shauk ka intihaam zindagi hain...!
~a
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
feb 2006...
i hv given a lot of tests in life...won some...failed some...but what i remember most about them is not the result but the experience. i was on campus last weekend and in one of our conversations AS mentioned that he went to my blog in feb 2006...to see what it was like...
the campus wears pretty much the same look as it did last year. the vulnerability of each is clearly visible...people are at their emotional weakest...! mental strength is sought at each stage...and its a beauty of life how each one of us manages to find their source...in their own way..!
it was a learning experience...ofcourse where i am today also makes it a memorable one..but thats largely besides the point. i would have still emerged more 'developed' irrespective of the result...
i used to maintain a daily log of my activities at ISB....and i went back to it today. before i realized i had spent 2 hrs on it...remembering my life in tht part of SVII.
cudnt help but share the following:
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
8.15 - 8.30 - Daily Stuff
8.30 - 9.30 - Gym
9.30 - 10.30 - Newspaper
10.30 - 11.00 - Internet
11.00 - 1.30 - Studies - Stats
1.30 - 2.30 - Lunch
2.30 - 4.30 - Class
4.30 - 5.00 - Nothing Specific
5.00 - 7.00 - Class
7.00 - 7.30 - Nothing Specific
7.30 - 9.00 - Newspaper
9.00 - 9.30 - Dinner
9.30 - 10.00 - Telephone
10.00 - 10.30 - Lying down on the grass
10.30 - 12.30 - Studies
12.30 - 1.00 - Walk
Total for the day: 16.75 hours
Sunday, January 15, 2006
10.00 - 11.00 - Daily Stuff
11.00 - 1.00 - Resume
1.00 - 2.00 - Lunch
2.00 - 4.00 - Studies
4.00 - 5.00 - Nap
5.00 - 9.00 - studies
9.00 - 10.00 - Dinner
10.00 - 1.00 - Placement prep
1.00 - 2.00 - Nothing Specific
2.00 - 5.00 - Studies
Total for the day: 19.00 hours
life changes....but still remains beautiful...! right, SL...?
~a
the campus wears pretty much the same look as it did last year. the vulnerability of each is clearly visible...people are at their emotional weakest...! mental strength is sought at each stage...and its a beauty of life how each one of us manages to find their source...in their own way..!
it was a learning experience...ofcourse where i am today also makes it a memorable one..but thats largely besides the point. i would have still emerged more 'developed' irrespective of the result...
i used to maintain a daily log of my activities at ISB....and i went back to it today. before i realized i had spent 2 hrs on it...remembering my life in tht part of SVII.
cudnt help but share the following:
Wednesday, May 11, 2005
8.15 - 8.30 - Daily Stuff
8.30 - 9.30 - Gym
9.30 - 10.30 - Newspaper
10.30 - 11.00 - Internet
11.00 - 1.30 - Studies - Stats
1.30 - 2.30 - Lunch
2.30 - 4.30 - Class
4.30 - 5.00 - Nothing Specific
5.00 - 7.00 - Class
7.00 - 7.30 - Nothing Specific
7.30 - 9.00 - Newspaper
9.00 - 9.30 - Dinner
9.30 - 10.00 - Telephone
10.00 - 10.30 - Lying down on the grass
10.30 - 12.30 - Studies
12.30 - 1.00 - Walk
Total for the day: 16.75 hours
Sunday, January 15, 2006
10.00 - 11.00 - Daily Stuff
11.00 - 1.00 - Resume
1.00 - 2.00 - Lunch
2.00 - 4.00 - Studies
4.00 - 5.00 - Nap
5.00 - 9.00 - studies
9.00 - 10.00 - Dinner
10.00 - 1.00 - Placement prep
1.00 - 2.00 - Nothing Specific
2.00 - 5.00 - Studies
Total for the day: 19.00 hours
life changes....but still remains beautiful...! right, SL...?
~a
Monday, January 22, 2007
never again....
this post is not for the faint hearted...or people who have never been to a public loo...!!
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ever been to a debate...?? the good ones...always define the motion infront of the house. even if the motion is "bappi lahiri is the sexiest person alive..."...they will spend painful minutes describing what their definition of 'sexiest', 'person' and 'alive' is...!! which is actually an impressive way of wasting time and still coming out intelligent.
so...here is my definition.
any loo that as been used (by an absolute majority) by people i have never met in my life...is a public loo...!!
i dont know if its just me...but i somehow cannot shit in a public loo when i know that people whom i know are around. best example would be office. i can never...ever get myself to sit on the pot and ease myself...
the only thought that crosses my mind is...
Shit (diffrent from the real shit!) man...i will shit...it will stink...next person comes in...and HE WILL KNOW THAT I SHAT THERE...!!
and...what the f is with these new loos whose dividers do NOT go all the way down. i mean...what in friggin world are they thinking...that the only way we will get to knw that its occupied is when we see the shoes, pulled down trousers and hairy legs of the guy on the pot...??? would a simple try at the door be enough...!! or was it that the inventor had a case wherein the person knocking refused to believe that there was someone inside until he saw one...!!!
friggin morons...!!
anyways...so i am at this restaurent...the other day...!! and i clearly remember that i eased myself in the morning. and i didnt eat anything that could have led to another visit...!!
but i had the feeling...and you know how it is...
mauth aur moot...jab aati hain...tab aati hain...!
(ofcourse...we r talking abt shit here...but u get the point!)
so...after much decision making....i was like....chuck it man....ab to karna padega...!!!
and i enter this 1x1 feet room.
which not only has a pot and a wash basin...it friggin has a urinal as well...!!
NOW WHO WOULD BE SHITTING IN A PIGEONHOLE...WHEN SOMEONE IS LEAKING BESIDE YOU...?????
but no...gay marriage as legal and so are such toilets...!!
aaah...and not to mention...it had a hand dryer as well. which makes up for the first part of the story...
the loo is so so 'huge' that the minute i sit down on the pot...the hand dryer gets activated. i move my arm..and it goes wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...i move my head...and the same...!! it was so bloody small that i am sure my breathing process would be causing vibrations strong enough for it to get activated as well....!!!
well..so life is not always fun. after some 5 minutes...its done. and i ready to wipe all possible clues that i ever shat...!!
now...i know i have stayed in the US for a long time...! but heck....i will never ever wipe my ass with paper for god sake...! its just not happening...
so luckily for me...there is a nozzle. and its strategically pointing towards...u know what...
i find the knob...and turn it arnd.
no water
turn more
nothing
little more
nope...
turn it all the way....
PHOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
so...now if you can imagine...everything bad that could possibly have happened..had happened. my undies were all wet...and so was my jeans...!! and there was water dripping from my ass the way it never had...!!
but...the worst was yet to come...
i get up...count till 10...actvate the dryer a million times in the process...and get myself together....
flush...
no no...wrong gues...the flush worked..!!!
the friggin shit wont move...!!!
why gawd...why....why me...and my shit...out of all...!!!
flushed again...
nope...
yet again...
nope....
now this is where sound decision making will make the difference between a winner and looser. or a "all loos are the same" and "public loos...no no no no nooo..."
i wont go into the details of how i emerge victorious...(oh yes..i did)...! but to give you a hint...once i came out...i told the manager..."you may want to change the cleaning brush..."
friggin public loos...!!!
never again...
and hey...remember the time when the air hostess says
"in the unlikely event of an emergency landing, please adopt the brace position"
here is an addition they might want to consider
"in the highly likely event that your neighbour decides to take his shoes off when his socks havent been washed for a week...please ask for our highly successful wet tissues...wipe your hand crazy with them...and adopt the manoj kumar position"
but friggin public loos..
never again...
~a
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ever been to a debate...?? the good ones...always define the motion infront of the house. even if the motion is "bappi lahiri is the sexiest person alive..."...they will spend painful minutes describing what their definition of 'sexiest', 'person' and 'alive' is...!! which is actually an impressive way of wasting time and still coming out intelligent.
so...here is my definition.
any loo that as been used (by an absolute majority) by people i have never met in my life...is a public loo...!!
i dont know if its just me...but i somehow cannot shit in a public loo when i know that people whom i know are around. best example would be office. i can never...ever get myself to sit on the pot and ease myself...
the only thought that crosses my mind is...
Shit (diffrent from the real shit!) man...i will shit...it will stink...next person comes in...and HE WILL KNOW THAT I SHAT THERE...!!
and...what the f is with these new loos whose dividers do NOT go all the way down. i mean...what in friggin world are they thinking...that the only way we will get to knw that its occupied is when we see the shoes, pulled down trousers and hairy legs of the guy on the pot...??? would a simple try at the door be enough...!! or was it that the inventor had a case wherein the person knocking refused to believe that there was someone inside until he saw one...!!!
friggin morons...!!
anyways...so i am at this restaurent...the other day...!! and i clearly remember that i eased myself in the morning. and i didnt eat anything that could have led to another visit...!!
but i had the feeling...and you know how it is...
mauth aur moot...jab aati hain...tab aati hain...!
(ofcourse...we r talking abt shit here...but u get the point!)
so...after much decision making....i was like....chuck it man....ab to karna padega...!!!
and i enter this 1x1 feet room.
which not only has a pot and a wash basin...it friggin has a urinal as well...!!
NOW WHO WOULD BE SHITTING IN A PIGEONHOLE...WHEN SOMEONE IS LEAKING BESIDE YOU...?????
but no...gay marriage as legal and so are such toilets...!!
aaah...and not to mention...it had a hand dryer as well. which makes up for the first part of the story...
the loo is so so 'huge' that the minute i sit down on the pot...the hand dryer gets activated. i move my arm..and it goes wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...i move my head...and the same...!! it was so bloody small that i am sure my breathing process would be causing vibrations strong enough for it to get activated as well....!!!
well..so life is not always fun. after some 5 minutes...its done. and i ready to wipe all possible clues that i ever shat...!!
now...i know i have stayed in the US for a long time...! but heck....i will never ever wipe my ass with paper for god sake...! its just not happening...
so luckily for me...there is a nozzle. and its strategically pointing towards...u know what...
i find the knob...and turn it arnd.
no water
turn more
nothing
little more
nope...
turn it all the way....
PHOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
so...now if you can imagine...everything bad that could possibly have happened..had happened. my undies were all wet...and so was my jeans...!! and there was water dripping from my ass the way it never had...!!
but...the worst was yet to come...
i get up...count till 10...actvate the dryer a million times in the process...and get myself together....
flush...
no no...wrong gues...the flush worked..!!!
the friggin shit wont move...!!!
why gawd...why....why me...and my shit...out of all...!!!
flushed again...
nope...
yet again...
nope....
now this is where sound decision making will make the difference between a winner and looser. or a "all loos are the same" and "public loos...no no no no nooo..."
i wont go into the details of how i emerge victorious...(oh yes..i did)...! but to give you a hint...once i came out...i told the manager..."you may want to change the cleaning brush..."
friggin public loos...!!!
never again...
and hey...remember the time when the air hostess says
"in the unlikely event of an emergency landing, please adopt the brace position"
here is an addition they might want to consider
"in the highly likely event that your neighbour decides to take his shoes off when his socks havent been washed for a week...please ask for our highly successful wet tissues...wipe your hand crazy with them...and adopt the manoj kumar position"
but friggin public loos..
never again...
~a
Sunday, January 07, 2007
balls of steel...
no no no no no....busy....heck no....
ummm...yeah...vacationing...and hence lazy....more like it...!! not that life stopped...so hv a lot to share...so much that i hv forgotten most of it...
Solstice
Cudnt have asked for more....it was jst perfect. everything abt it...! meeting everyone again..walking down those roads again...as if you had never left...spending time doing just about nothing...! it was bliss all over. i guess the only thing that i like about work is the fact that i can now afford to fly kingfisher frm hyd to delh...instead of air deccan. its another case that i flew indigo...! but u get the point..!! student life...no matter what said and done...and no matter how many friggin assignments...is still far better...! and i hv been saying this right from my MSU days...!
the following month seems to be ISB travel month. Will (hope to atleast) visit it atleast 3 times before the final placements. A is getting married this 28th...so plannin to attend that too...!! wuuuhuuuu
New Years
Now...dont get me wrong here. Its not always that a consultant will get 10 days off...in the middle of an engagement. but things worked out. for the better. yes...i was working...frm home...so things werent as tight as they are once in Dubai. so had an awesomely chilled time. wonderful...! and yeah...the NY party was great...and i hvnt seen as much fog as i did tht night..!! it was crazy.....my left hand kept shouting....where the f is my right hand man...!!!
Misc.
Yesterday I met the weirdest guy in the history of mankind. in some loose sense i would also call him the man with balls of the hardest steel
so its airplane waiting time at the airport lounge. and the test is placed sexy. with another 70 runs to win and 4 wickets in hand...it could have gone any way. and kumble was bowling like god...so everyone was hooked on. there is this sweet 32 inch LCD screen...with all the sofas in front. however...there is one which is right below the LCD...facing all other sofas.
now i do understand that some people dont like cricket. or lets say dont enjoy it as much. and thats fine...seriously. i think they should just change their nationality if they are indians...or continue to live with a foreign passport...and they will do just fine.
but no...this gentleman...indian...in his 50s maybe...decides to show the world his mind. so when some 50 odd souls are watching the screen...following the match...he enters the lounge...and sit on the sofa right below the screen. so now...he is facing the entire crowd...!!!
dont miss this historic moment in history people...! there is a screen with decent volume...and almost everyone is wathcing that. and there is this dude...who is facing everyone...and looking right into their eyes...
and then he does it...the act that will catapult him to the hall of fame. he shakes his head....left to right...and goes....tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk....for almost 20 odd seconds.
HE WAS FRIGGIN PITYING US...
one half of my brain was giving his a standing ovation...the other was imagining the plight of his kids at the loss of their father...!!
crazy....
and surely balls of steel....
but what was he thinkin...???
~a
Monday, December 18, 2006
orgasmed again...
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...?
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...?
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...
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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
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