History has it that Tiramisu is a classic Italian Dessert. Well, I haven't heard about this before. The first time I came across this was in 'Food world' chocolate rack yesterday when my brother picked up one. This is one of the flavors, Cadbury's have introduced under the Desserts genre.
I told him, am not sure, if this will be good. 'I have tasted Kalakand, and it is not all that good!'. This is enough reason for my brother to pick it up.
'Ka..kaa..kaa..' Sani Baghwan utchathile irukum bodhu enaku ippadi Asareeri ketkum! and I usually ignore that...today again!
We did some window shopping in Spencer's and went to the car park. Dad and mom in the front and their 2 good kids in the rear seat. Yeah, good kids! good enough to spend the sunday evening with parents. Good enough to go to Spencer’s with them. Good enough to share a chocolate bar with them. Good brother, especially, as he opens the chocolate and gives a small slab to his sister. Alright, you are not watching a Vikraman movie. So, I stop here…
Now, if the sister was also good, she should have said 'brother you have it! and if there is anything left over, give it to me'.. Eppadi? adhan 'kaa..kaa.' kathuche! So, I put it in my mouth. (idhuvaraikum ellam okay...)
apuram dhan en naakule Sani thandavam aadinaar! And the conversation follows
Me: 'Aha..Rum madhiriye irukku!, yeah, definite Rum flavor dhan! idhule liquor irukka enna?'
Brother: 'cha, idhu Dairy milk dhan..ularaadhe'
Me:(excited) 'nejama, it's reaching the head..quite strong'
(by then, dad, mom and brother had popped it into their mouth)
Brother: 'Aama Rum e dhan! ippadi vaasanai adikudhu!'
Mom : (naively) 'enaku onnume therialai!!' and asks dad 'Appadiya irukku?'
(tricky question, but dad answers carefully!)
Dad:(smiles) 'smell varudhu!'
Brother:(excited) night le full bar(note the word!) saapitutu, police oodha sonna prachanai ayidum pola irukku!
Mom: 'Adheppadi Rum nu ivangaluku therium?' (pudichanga da point ai!!) 'Enaku appadi onnum therialai?'
Brother and me: sethom!!
Me: 'Rum taste therinja, idhu therium' (nakkaluku idhuva neram)
Mom: 'Ungaluku eppadi theium?' (konjam stern a)
Brother : silent...
Me: amma, idhuku munnadi US le irundhu kondu vandha liquor chocolate saapitu irukom illa?
(smart answer)
Mom: Eppo? nee vaangitu varaliye? (cross examination!)
Me: Naan illai ma!, pakathu veetu Kalyani aunty kodutaangale?!
Mom didn't seem to believe...but atleast the conversation stopped... but, dad, had a smug!
Thinking back, Tiramisu, was actually not that strong!! but definitely tasted like rum.
Thevai illama, over a build up koduthuten. The wrapper did not have any indication of liquor in the ingredients.
After googling, I found that, Tiramisu is a classic Italian dessert with liquor as an ingredient!
Monday, November 28, 2005
Observations on TV over the weekend
Oxymoron of the weekend:
'A time for heroes' - stage show in Sun TV for HIV/AIDS awareness sports the song
'thathai, thathai, thathai,
pala athai petha thathai
andha thathaiKELLAM pottu vaithen poo methai'
with some ugly dancing!
Haughtiness of the weekend: The sitting posture of Sania Mirza's mom in the same show.
Humility of the weekend : Jayaram on stage "I am Jayaram, an actor from Kerala film industry"
Wonder of the weekend : Drummer whizkid Siddharth!
Dialogue of the weekend: Captain in Vijay TV
'Gramathule Kaathu, karupu adikaama irukka karuppu pottu vaipaanga..
Naama ellam karupu vairam..nammalai endha kaathum, karuppum onnum pannadhu'
Sentiment of the weekend: (Ofcourse..only next to samudhram movie)
TSW-2005, MGR's campaign vehicle, was given to our Captain by MS.Janaki Ramachandran , and captain entered politics in 2005! 'yaarukum kedaikaadha adhrishtam?!!' Annike avar(MGR) sollitaar!! Pullarikudhu pa!!
Pledge of the weekend:
' 5 mukkiya thuraigalle lanjathai ozhichu, lanjam illadha nallaatchi' by Captain
Irony of the weekend:
DD still has "Kaanaamal Ponavargalai patriya arivipu" notification on Saturdays! The only improvement being, photos are clearer and are joomed closer! But how many do really watch DD? and how many will be able to identify people from these pictures? Why shouldn't private TVs allot some time for such social cause?
Lazybones of the weekend:
well, yeah, It's me...Didn't do much other than reading Ponniyin Selvan and watching TV!
'A time for heroes' - stage show in Sun TV for HIV/AIDS awareness sports the song
'thathai, thathai, thathai,
pala athai petha thathai
andha thathaiKELLAM pottu vaithen poo methai'
with some ugly dancing!
Haughtiness of the weekend: The sitting posture of Sania Mirza's mom in the same show.
Humility of the weekend : Jayaram on stage "I am Jayaram, an actor from Kerala film industry"
Wonder of the weekend : Drummer whizkid Siddharth!
Dialogue of the weekend: Captain in Vijay TV
'Gramathule Kaathu, karupu adikaama irukka karuppu pottu vaipaanga..
Naama ellam karupu vairam..nammalai endha kaathum, karuppum onnum pannadhu'
Sentiment of the weekend: (Ofcourse..only next to samudhram movie)
TSW-2005, MGR's campaign vehicle, was given to our Captain by MS.Janaki Ramachandran , and captain entered politics in 2005! 'yaarukum kedaikaadha adhrishtam?!!' Annike avar(MGR) sollitaar!! Pullarikudhu pa!!
Pledge of the weekend:
' 5 mukkiya thuraigalle lanjathai ozhichu, lanjam illadha nallaatchi' by Captain
Irony of the weekend:
DD still has "Kaanaamal Ponavargalai patriya arivipu" notification on Saturdays! The only improvement being, photos are clearer and are joomed closer! But how many do really watch DD? and how many will be able to identify people from these pictures? Why shouldn't private TVs allot some time for such social cause?
Lazybones of the weekend:
well, yeah, It's me...Didn't do much other than reading Ponniyin Selvan and watching TV!
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Thin & Slim
If it is ‘Fair & Handsome’ omen for men, it is the ‘Thin & Slim’ thingy for their opposite sex. I am personally against the concept of fairness creams, be it for any gender. What is in the color? Since many blogs bragged about it already, I am not elaborating with my justifications. But its counterpart is far more dangerous, causing serious devastation!
I am still not sure when ‘Thin & Slim’ came en vogue?! Mona Lisa was not portrayed skinny! None of the Queens were painted bony! Ravivarma’s models were not lanky! Even if you look at movie stars of the 70’s and 80’s, be it Hollywood, Bollywood or Kollywood, they were brimming healthy!!
Then, what exactly did influence the success of a plethora of weight reduction programs? Where was the need for those drastic (some horrid) measures to stay ‘Thin’?
* Was it Princess Diana? Man, she was suffering from Anorexia Nervosa! Why do people want to model her?
* Is it the popularity of beauty contests? Man, Beauty is skin-deep (actually, skin shallow)!
* Is it ‘50 Kg Taj Mahal’ song? If Taj Mahal was 50 kgs, it would have been carried away by invaders!
In the quest for ‘a great shape’ most of the women are compromising on strength and sometimes nature! I am not arguing for a ‘rotund’ look. But I think, women haven’t understood the difference between staying fit and staying thin. Fitness and Helath is very, very important! You obviously will be the ‘weaker sex’ if can’t carry your own suitcase or a pail of water! Forget, protecting yourself from sexual abuse.
Talking about the weight reduction programs, they are ironical! People pay thousands and lakhs to put themselves into trouble and hardship!
* Organizations charge Rs. 1000/ kg reduction and makes you live on spoonful of food and hours of workout every day
* Surgical procedure costs lakhs to drill holes and suck the fat?! Out of you
* Surgical procedure coils and clips your stomach, so that you don’t feel hungry often…ugh.
I do agree, these methods may be required for some with medical ailment and in need for reduction, but for the rest of the community, won’t a controlled diet and regular workout suffice?
I am still not sure when ‘Thin & Slim’ came en vogue?! Mona Lisa was not portrayed skinny! None of the Queens were painted bony! Ravivarma’s models were not lanky! Even if you look at movie stars of the 70’s and 80’s, be it Hollywood, Bollywood or Kollywood, they were brimming healthy!!
Then, what exactly did influence the success of a plethora of weight reduction programs? Where was the need for those drastic (some horrid) measures to stay ‘Thin’?
* Was it Princess Diana? Man, she was suffering from Anorexia Nervosa! Why do people want to model her?
* Is it the popularity of beauty contests? Man, Beauty is skin-deep (actually, skin shallow)!
* Is it ‘50 Kg Taj Mahal’ song? If Taj Mahal was 50 kgs, it would have been carried away by invaders!
In the quest for ‘a great shape’ most of the women are compromising on strength and sometimes nature! I am not arguing for a ‘rotund’ look. But I think, women haven’t understood the difference between staying fit and staying thin. Fitness and Helath is very, very important! You obviously will be the ‘weaker sex’ if can’t carry your own suitcase or a pail of water! Forget, protecting yourself from sexual abuse.
Talking about the weight reduction programs, they are ironical! People pay thousands and lakhs to put themselves into trouble and hardship!
* Organizations charge Rs. 1000/ kg reduction and makes you live on spoonful of food and hours of workout every day
* Surgical procedure costs lakhs to drill holes and suck the fat?! Out of you
* Surgical procedure coils and clips your stomach, so that you don’t feel hungry often…ugh.
I do agree, these methods may be required for some with medical ailment and in need for reduction, but for the rest of the community, won’t a controlled diet and regular workout suffice?
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Lost Names!
Till date, my exposure to tamil literature had been limited only to Anandha Vikadan, kalki, and their deepavali malars. Heee.hee..Well, that is another way of saying N-I-L. Thanks to srivat, Mohandoss and many other buddies, the tamilian in me felt incomplete without having read Ponniyin Selvan. The thought of 6 huge volumes did scare me a little, but I was pretty determined. There were 3 encouraging factors. 1)Every single soul who has read it, applauded, and was full of praises, 2) None ever told me, that they left it half way through, 3) I like history
So, I dived into the world and am swimming across!! Whew! It's wonderful, awesome. I just completed 1 volume and am starting the 2nd. But this post is not about Ponniyin Selvan as a book. I don't think I even deserve to review that masterpiece! It is about something that I observed. The NAMES. As I said earlier, I have just completed 1 volume, and am already flabbergasted by the names of the characters! Almost all the names stood etched on my head.
How poetic! What a variety! How majestic!
Vandhiyathevan, Kandhan maaran, Parthibendhran, Arulmozhi varman, Malayamaan, Sendhan Amudhan, Madhuranthagar...and that is just a few of the male fraternity!
I did not find a single name with 2 or 1 syllables and found a very few with 3 or 4. The name expressed the character! Why on earth did we lose out these names to time?! Why are we stuck with monotonous world of Srirams, Balajis, Ravis, Sanjays, Srinivasans, Karthiks,Aruns in the name of modernity? What is the need to keep it short? When Long is sweeter and meaningful! Apart from the art, architecture, culture and wealth, we definitely have lost out on names as well.
After reading this, you might wonder if I would name my kid Vandhiyathevan or Kundhavai! The answer is a sad 'No'. In my quest for antiquity, I wouldn't jab into my kid's confidence and make him/her a laughing stock. I can't imagine my kid complaining, 'All my friends are calling me 'Vaandhi' or 'vandi'! If it is a daughter, it is even worse - 'Kundha vai' in Chennai slang!
Guess I only can sigh and post a blog on this!
So, I dived into the world and am swimming across!! Whew! It's wonderful, awesome. I just completed 1 volume and am starting the 2nd. But this post is not about Ponniyin Selvan as a book. I don't think I even deserve to review that masterpiece! It is about something that I observed. The NAMES. As I said earlier, I have just completed 1 volume, and am already flabbergasted by the names of the characters! Almost all the names stood etched on my head.
How poetic! What a variety! How majestic!
Vandhiyathevan, Kandhan maaran, Parthibendhran, Arulmozhi varman, Malayamaan, Sendhan Amudhan, Madhuranthagar...and that is just a few of the male fraternity!
I did not find a single name with 2 or 1 syllables and found a very few with 3 or 4. The name expressed the character! Why on earth did we lose out these names to time?! Why are we stuck with monotonous world of Srirams, Balajis, Ravis, Sanjays, Srinivasans, Karthiks,Aruns in the name of modernity? What is the need to keep it short? When Long is sweeter and meaningful! Apart from the art, architecture, culture and wealth, we definitely have lost out on names as well.
After reading this, you might wonder if I would name my kid Vandhiyathevan or Kundhavai! The answer is a sad 'No'. In my quest for antiquity, I wouldn't jab into my kid's confidence and make him/her a laughing stock. I can't imagine my kid complaining, 'All my friends are calling me 'Vaandhi' or 'vandi'! If it is a daughter, it is even worse - 'Kundha vai' in Chennai slang!
Guess I only can sigh and post a blog on this!
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Settlement
Mr.Kursi Singh joined my company as a lateral. Unlike the sardars we hear about oft, Mr.Kursi was quite intellectual. He was making a lot of friends and was getting active at work. Days, weeks and months went by, but, there was just one glitch. Even after 8 months at work, if somebody asked him, 'So Kursiji, have you settled down?', he would sigh and reply 'Nahi bhai, not yet!'.
So, what was his problem? Well, the problem indeed was.. Kursi...He just couldn't settle down in one seat! one place! When Kursiji joined,
They allotted North wing seat no 144 -> N-144.He walked to the manager’s cabin and the conversation follows
KS: My team is in the south wing, I can't walk across every time I have a question or an answer. Please shift me closer!
Manager: But we have phones at every desk
KS: But, it is never like seeing face-to-face and talking
Manager: This is an MNC. We'll have questions and answers from onsite too :(
KS: But, that is okay. Atleast here, I want to talk directly
Manager: Okay, I'll work on this.
Kursiji was moved to S-075, South wing. After a couple of days, Kursiji is at the manager’s desk again
KS: I am wearing glasses, and the bijili(no, no, not gujili) right above my head is glaring at me
Manager: Hey, but, there is a light every 3 feet, almost over every desk
KS: You should find a better place, my eyes are itching and I can't see after sometime. It hurts.
Manager:(helpless) I will try to work it out..
Kursiji shifted to SE-002. One corner, where there was no light above, but close to large glass window. Needless to say, KS is at manager's desk
KS: The light thru the window, hits directly on my monitor, and I can's wee anything except the sky
Manager: Aren't there Venetian blinds?
KS: Yeah, when I cover with that, I see the blinds, instead of the sky in my monitor
Manager(sighs) Can't you angle the monitor in such a way that it's not glaring?
KS: Then I have to keep it on the chair, sit on the desk and work, Is that okay?
Manager:(last attempt) I will request the admin to provide extra cover!
As the extra cover could not cover, Kursiji was moved to SW-083
To be continued in the next post as the saga continues...
So, what was his problem? Well, the problem indeed was.. Kursi...He just couldn't settle down in one seat! one place! When Kursiji joined,
They allotted North wing seat no 144 -> N-144.He walked to the manager’s cabin and the conversation follows
KS: My team is in the south wing, I can't walk across every time I have a question or an answer. Please shift me closer!
Manager: But we have phones at every desk
KS: But, it is never like seeing face-to-face and talking
Manager: This is an MNC. We'll have questions and answers from onsite too :(
KS: But, that is okay. Atleast here, I want to talk directly
Manager: Okay, I'll work on this.
Kursiji was moved to S-075, South wing. After a couple of days, Kursiji is at the manager’s desk again
KS: I am wearing glasses, and the bijili(no, no, not gujili) right above my head is glaring at me
Manager: Hey, but, there is a light every 3 feet, almost over every desk
KS: You should find a better place, my eyes are itching and I can't see after sometime. It hurts.
Manager:(helpless) I will try to work it out..
Kursiji shifted to SE-002. One corner, where there was no light above, but close to large glass window. Needless to say, KS is at manager's desk
KS: The light thru the window, hits directly on my monitor, and I can's wee anything except the sky
Manager: Aren't there Venetian blinds?
KS: Yeah, when I cover with that, I see the blinds, instead of the sky in my monitor
Manager(sighs) Can't you angle the monitor in such a way that it's not glaring?
KS: Then I have to keep it on the chair, sit on the desk and work, Is that okay?
Manager:(last attempt) I will request the admin to provide extra cover!
As the extra cover could not cover, Kursiji was moved to SW-083
To be continued in the next post as the saga continues...
Monday, November 14, 2005
HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY!
Childhood is a boon and continuing to be one is an art! Happy Children's Day to each of you, who still have the child in you alive and happy! You definitely can celebrate this day
If YOU...
* Can pick up a conversation in Gibberish and can continue for more than 3 minutes
* Take scoops of lactogen, horlicks or sugar and fill your mouth or lick jam/ketchup spoon
* Watch more of Pogo, Disney Toons(No, not just Tom & Jerry) than soaps
* Order the same dish that somebody in the neighboring table had ordered for
* Feel like asking, 'Can you give me a little of that?' when somebody is having a toffee or snack
* Don't open an umbrella when its raining
* Jump into a puddle of water or shake a tree branch after the rains
* Play games and tricks with friends
* Draw figurines in dust or water
* Imagine a heroic act and of course you as the hero in it
* Always wanna ring the bell in temples/pizza corners
* Like watching Ads, commercials, hoardings
* Laugh when somebody falls down (This is wicked isn't it?! But, we did it as a child!)
* Feel excited about driving thru the fly-over
* Watch an airplane on flight/ train till it disappears
* Check your weight where ever there is a machine
There are many, many more. The list is quite endless...
PS: A special mention on Radio Mirchi and Mirchi Suchi for bringing kids from Cancer Institute and Abacus to do Hello Chennai this morning! Nice way to start the day!
If YOU...
* Can pick up a conversation in Gibberish and can continue for more than 3 minutes
* Take scoops of lactogen, horlicks or sugar and fill your mouth or lick jam/ketchup spoon
* Watch more of Pogo, Disney Toons(No, not just Tom & Jerry) than soaps
* Order the same dish that somebody in the neighboring table had ordered for
* Feel like asking, 'Can you give me a little of that?' when somebody is having a toffee or snack
* Don't open an umbrella when its raining
* Jump into a puddle of water or shake a tree branch after the rains
* Play games and tricks with friends
* Draw figurines in dust or water
* Imagine a heroic act and of course you as the hero in it
* Always wanna ring the bell in temples/pizza corners
* Like watching Ads, commercials, hoardings
* Laugh when somebody falls down (This is wicked isn't it?! But, we did it as a child!)
* Feel excited about driving thru the fly-over
* Watch an airplane on flight/ train till it disappears
* Check your weight where ever there is a machine
There are many, many more. The list is quite endless...
PS: A special mention on Radio Mirchi and Mirchi Suchi for bringing kids from Cancer Institute and Abacus to do Hello Chennai this morning! Nice way to start the day!
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Yaaru Loosu?
I always enjoy Ferrari's he-she encounters! But never did I think I'll be posting one such on my blog... This one is quite typical! Might be the first and last of its kind in my spot.
Stolen snippet from the fag end of a chat script!
he:hullo u there?
she: came back
he: enge pone
she: logged out
he: oHo
he: appuram yen vanthe ?
(how romantic?!)
he: saw my msg just when u logged off eh ?
(nenaipu dhan)
she: Got angry..so, logged out
he: En ma?
he: nee thaane poren nu sonne?!?
she: eppo da 'poren' solluvanu wait panna madiri iruundhudhu!!
(pudicha da point ai)
he: dei
he: seri, will you give me a few mins to reboot my machine -its pretty slow now
she: okay
he: thanks
she: naan 'No' sollitu 'bye' solluven nu dhane nenaiche?
(kandu pidichitaa!!)
she: anti-climax da unakku!!
he: LOOSA DA NEE
Any guesses on what happened after this? God save he!
COPYRIGHTS:
he, she characterization - Courtesy - Ferrari
transcript courtesy - Anonymous
DISCLAIMER:
This is definitely not an imaginary script. There are no doubts about the authenticity of the source.
Stolen snippet from the fag end of a chat script!
he:hullo u there?
she: came back
he: enge pone
she: logged out
he: oHo
he: appuram yen vanthe ?
(how romantic?!)
he: saw my msg just when u logged off eh ?
(nenaipu dhan)
she: Got angry..so, logged out
he: En ma?
he: nee thaane poren nu sonne?!?
she: eppo da 'poren' solluvanu wait panna madiri iruundhudhu!!
(pudicha da point ai)
he: dei
he: seri, will you give me a few mins to reboot my machine -its pretty slow now
she: okay
he: thanks
she: naan 'No' sollitu 'bye' solluven nu dhane nenaiche?
(kandu pidichitaa!!)
she: anti-climax da unakku!!
he: LOOSA DA NEE
Any guesses on what happened after this? God save he!
COPYRIGHTS:
he, she characterization - Courtesy - Ferrari
transcript courtesy - Anonymous
DISCLAIMER:
This is definitely not an imaginary script. There are no doubts about the authenticity of the source.
Tuesday, November 08, 2005
In Deep S***
15 kms drive back to home from work is something I cherish the most in a day. That's all the time I have just for me. Listening to the radio, reflections, reactions, recreation, problems, solutions and sometimes, nothing are the things that flash across my head during this drive. Be it rain or shine, peak or wee hours, I make sure there is never a reason to rush. But, today, the drive back home was a Mr.Bean episode!! Just that Mr.Bean had changed the gender and is not a Brit, but a mara thamizhachi - Me!
It was a pleasant dark evening after heavy showers, and I started from Tidel to drop Kalai at Adyar. The road to Thiruvanmiyur traffic light hadn't drained and the water was sluggish with bad stench. To avoid drainage water being splashed on us, I raised the windows and switched on the A/c. Not even 1/2 the km was covered, I realized the stench was getting stronger!! Did Kalai rush to work without having a bath? May be shez got a stomach upset? Or may be it is the car's carpet that got wet in last week's rain... Whatever be it, we couldn't handle it anymore and I switched off the A/c and let some fresh air in! uphh…. What a relief!!.
I just sat back, switched on the radio and relaxed. Radio Mirchi played 'Oru maalai Ilaiveyyil neram..' and I was tapping my feet at the Cenatoph road traffic lights, waiting to join Mt. Road. Did I ever tell you, that I hadn't learnt driving with my shoes? that I drive barefoot? :( I paid for it in full today! I stamped something cold on the floor.. Howz the duster cloth this wet? I thought! and why the hell is it sticking to my foot? As it was dark, I slightly ducked a little under the wheel...and I could smell....Same bad stench... A Flash in my head...just like it would for Bruce Willis in the climax of 'The Sixth Sense'...the bad smell, A/c vent near my foot... I had stamped dog sh!t on my shoes before I could get into the car!!!
I have 10 more kms to cover! and no water in the car! the red light was going to change...10..9..8.. I just managed to open the door and scrub my foot on the road before the lights turned green. After that moment of realization, the drive became sick. I wanted to throw up, get off and was driving badly with just one thing in mind - Reach home and clean the mess. Cursed myself for not learning to drive with the shoes on. Sudden breaks, screeching noise, sharp honks and a couple of snares followed.
By the time I reached Chetput bridge, Varuna Baghwan wanted to have some fun. It started drizzling heavily - Now, do I raise the windows and drive from inside a stinking car? Or do I let the aphoslery get wet and live with that stench tomorrow? I chose the latter. Finally, I reached home and after cleaning and feeling better, it struck me, I should have bought some bottled water, but where? In Mt.Road? Nungambakkam high road? Chetput bridge? Can't really think of a road-side store in these roads on the left side! Got to check out tomorrow. And, for all those who had to live with my reckless driving yesterday, Am sorry!
Gyan #1: Talented are those who can think calmly when in deep sh!t
Gyan #2: People laugh and smirk when you are in deep sh!t. It is for you to clean it up.
Gyan #3: Don’t just curse somebody for reckless driving. May be they are in deep sh!t
Gyan #4: Learn to drive with your shoes on
It was a pleasant dark evening after heavy showers, and I started from Tidel to drop Kalai at Adyar. The road to Thiruvanmiyur traffic light hadn't drained and the water was sluggish with bad stench. To avoid drainage water being splashed on us, I raised the windows and switched on the A/c. Not even 1/2 the km was covered, I realized the stench was getting stronger!! Did Kalai rush to work without having a bath? May be shez got a stomach upset? Or may be it is the car's carpet that got wet in last week's rain... Whatever be it, we couldn't handle it anymore and I switched off the A/c and let some fresh air in! uphh…. What a relief!!.
I just sat back, switched on the radio and relaxed. Radio Mirchi played 'Oru maalai Ilaiveyyil neram..' and I was tapping my feet at the Cenatoph road traffic lights, waiting to join Mt. Road. Did I ever tell you, that I hadn't learnt driving with my shoes? that I drive barefoot? :( I paid for it in full today! I stamped something cold on the floor.. Howz the duster cloth this wet? I thought! and why the hell is it sticking to my foot? As it was dark, I slightly ducked a little under the wheel...and I could smell....Same bad stench... A Flash in my head...just like it would for Bruce Willis in the climax of 'The Sixth Sense'...the bad smell, A/c vent near my foot... I had stamped dog sh!t on my shoes before I could get into the car!!!
I have 10 more kms to cover! and no water in the car! the red light was going to change...10..9..8.. I just managed to open the door and scrub my foot on the road before the lights turned green. After that moment of realization, the drive became sick. I wanted to throw up, get off and was driving badly with just one thing in mind - Reach home and clean the mess. Cursed myself for not learning to drive with the shoes on. Sudden breaks, screeching noise, sharp honks and a couple of snares followed.
By the time I reached Chetput bridge, Varuna Baghwan wanted to have some fun. It started drizzling heavily - Now, do I raise the windows and drive from inside a stinking car? Or do I let the aphoslery get wet and live with that stench tomorrow? I chose the latter. Finally, I reached home and after cleaning and feeling better, it struck me, I should have bought some bottled water, but where? In Mt.Road? Nungambakkam high road? Chetput bridge? Can't really think of a road-side store in these roads on the left side! Got to check out tomorrow. And, for all those who had to live with my reckless driving yesterday, Am sorry!
Gyan #1: Talented are those who can think calmly when in deep sh!t
Gyan #2: People laugh and smirk when you are in deep sh!t. It is for you to clean it up.
Gyan #3: Don’t just curse somebody for reckless driving. May be they are in deep sh!t
Gyan #4: Learn to drive with your shoes on
Friday, November 04, 2005
A Prosaic Tribute
When was it last that you made good friends with somebody?
I did sit and think about this, .and the result was quite shocking! It is almost 3 years since I made a new friend. No, I am not living in a lonely island. Am very much in the IT industry where we all work as a team! But yet, I sincerely feel, that the ability to make new friends is inversely proportional to ones age! I have acquainted a multitude, but friends, a very few..
If making friends is difficult, Parting is painful. I always thought the term 'farewell party' is a good example of a most commonly used oxymoron. What is there to party about a parting? Even if you are living in an era of technological revolution where communication is just a click away, saying goodbye to good friends is difficult! Well, I had to do it, with a couple of 'em today - Two of my friends at work are getting off to take a different route. They have been my comrades in this big bad IT world. Right from the induction as freshers through this 3 1/2 years, an elite few got together to be a 'tea gang'. We just stuck together in rain and shine. Be it technical, practical, tactical, political - we would be of great help and support to each other! In this highly competitive environment, we are sincere well wishers of each other too! It is quite difficult to get a crowd like this... Hats off to this friendship! But this elite gang shrunk and shrunk and today was a big blow with 3 more leaving! We are just 4 now!
Though I claim to be a practical, level-headed, tough minded girl, I have to admit it took some efforts to keep my cool about these best of friends leaving! I very well know that we will be exchanging mails and stay in touch, but it never is like walking to the desk to share a joke. I didn't mean to sound sentimental, but these are words from the bottom of my heart.
Will miss you buddies!
I did sit and think about this, .and the result was quite shocking! It is almost 3 years since I made a new friend. No, I am not living in a lonely island. Am very much in the IT industry where we all work as a team! But yet, I sincerely feel, that the ability to make new friends is inversely proportional to ones age! I have acquainted a multitude, but friends, a very few..
If making friends is difficult, Parting is painful. I always thought the term 'farewell party' is a good example of a most commonly used oxymoron. What is there to party about a parting? Even if you are living in an era of technological revolution where communication is just a click away, saying goodbye to good friends is difficult! Well, I had to do it, with a couple of 'em today - Two of my friends at work are getting off to take a different route. They have been my comrades in this big bad IT world. Right from the induction as freshers through this 3 1/2 years, an elite few got together to be a 'tea gang'. We just stuck together in rain and shine. Be it technical, practical, tactical, political - we would be of great help and support to each other! In this highly competitive environment, we are sincere well wishers of each other too! It is quite difficult to get a crowd like this... Hats off to this friendship! But this elite gang shrunk and shrunk and today was a big blow with 3 more leaving! We are just 4 now!
Though I claim to be a practical, level-headed, tough minded girl, I have to admit it took some efforts to keep my cool about these best of friends leaving! I very well know that we will be exchanging mails and stay in touch, but it never is like walking to the desk to share a joke. I didn't mean to sound sentimental, but these are words from the bottom of my heart.
Will miss you buddies!
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