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Happy New Year

2012-01-01T06:10:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year!

But it was pretty weird this year. Let me explain. Between close friends particularly guys when new year wishes were exchanged, I followed a particular format. It goes like this "Happy New Year" + "Name-of-the-dream-which-you-wanted-to-happen-but-has-not-been-happening come true". This year, the dream which everyone wanted to happen was finding a suitable mate! So new year wishes exchanged "Happy New Year" + "Hope our bachelor life ends soon"!!

There is this underlying tone of desperation, pain and hopelessness. The reasons shared are many. First is the general shortage of women in marry-able age. Second, horoscopes and various conditions which girls and guys and their parents impose on each other's family and finally any hot girl nah...even... moderately good looking girl is already in a relationship.

Let me delve on the last point a little more. I am talking here from a average guy who ~~is unable to find a relationship on his own~~ waits for his parents to find him a suitable mate. A strange but understandable phenomenon is going on for the past couple of decades. Girls who are open minded, ready for experimentation and good looking (typical ones who you want to date but don't reciprocate) are already in a relationship..... always. Be it school, college or work-space. You might think they are available but a couple of dinners and Rs 2000/ $ 50 later you realize you are dealing with the wrong chick! I have personally experienced this many times, over and over again! Konjam sumara irundha podum, they get booked! Hence this shortage of girls in the arranged marriage circuit.

I can relate this made scramble for girls to how we as Indians fight dirty for water, cooking gas, ration shop rice etc.....whenever there is a shortage. People who can undercut the process and those who plan ahead get what they want. And guys who wait for their turn in an orderly manner following the arranged marriage process gets stomped upon. You might think that in a civilized society such things are unfair and don't happen, but no, one has to compete hard for even having his progeny! The situation can be compared to the fate experienced by dinosaurs and other extinct animals.

Renewed Confidence

2011-01-01T10:36:00.000-08:00

Just came back from a holiday in Michigan.

Was with a friend who is doing his MBA from Ross School of Business. Cleared lot of misconceptions about a B school and gained a lot of insights on how an MBA school experience would like. I thought MBA was just another degree to decorate your unique skill which you already have. But that is not always the case. You do learn specific skills and can get a job in that particular function if you really work at it.

Like grad school it is also all about how much effort you put in consistently rather than intelligence (specifically during exam times). Also it might sound clichéd, but MBA is all about learning from your peers as they have a rich knowledge on one particular subject, but the amount of learning depends on how much you leverage your resources.

Also meet some famous people: came across someone who had made it to the national cricket team, now how many times will you come across personalities like that? The most important thing I gained from the holiday was the renewed confidence that I too can apply to a B school, of course backed by a sky rocketing performance and an experience that is highly unique!!

First Love

2010-10-02T18:33:00.000-07:00

I found this video on face-book. It is about how a couple who were in love got separated by circumstances which was beyond their control and now one of them is getting married to a third person. The background song is how first love can never be forgotten.

An 18 year old me would have become emotional and would have immediately thought about my first love. This 'I can't forget my first love' business made me laugh. People do some things right, some things wrong and move on. When is the last time you thought you made the right decision in the past only to find that the reasons behind the decision seems silly now.

So my point is holding onto something like 'first love' is very delusional and immature. Move on people.

Normal Week

2010-09-18T09:15:00.000-07:00

I was in the Applied Time series class which mostly deals with forecasting/predicting the future. This week we were dealing with exchange rate of Japanese Yen and US Dollar. Suddenly a Chinese student gets excited and is waiting for the Professor to finish his introduction. Finally when he gets a chance, he asks in all earnest whether we can predict the future value of the Yen on a weekly basis hinting at betting trades using currency. The Professor takes a couple of seconds to think and goes on to say how prediction is fraught with mines and what forecasting or mainly his lectures allow you to do is to appreciate how much uncertainty is present while forecasting. Finally he says, ' Lets face it, if I knew how to forecast the currency rates, I would have been rich a long time and ago and would not be teaching you guys about forecasting'. The very purpose of me joining the class was defeated!

Getting a job in US will be an excellent testimony to my will power and mental stability. It has to do with the old cliche being in the right place at the right time. Last week I received a mail from one of the companies which I applied. Generally I don't get an email immediately. If it is a rejection letter they send their " regret " after a month but for this company I got an email in a couple of days. So I open with all curiosity to see what it is, only to find out that they have re-evaluated their requirements and found that the position itself was not required and have removed it from their job offers.

Last summer I was called for a telephonic interview which was something I had to experience. I went through elaborate preparation for this interview.

Spoke to couple of my friends for a couple of hours on how I should answer each question based on my experience and strengths.
Went through a mini emotional crisis to find out that I had all the strengths of a 20 year experienced CEO and I had zero weaknesses. How will I articulate that to the recruiter?
Booked a study room at the library for 45 minutes, so that I can speak to the recruiter in a calm environment.
Bragged it to a couple of desi, chinese and american friends so that they can envy me.

Finally on the day of the interview, I eat a healthy lunch, I am cool and confident and ready to take on the world. The interviewer calls and I am surprised at myself for brimming with so much confidence. She says the requirement is immediate and asks me if I am able to join them in a couple of weeks time. I said am yet to complete my course work. She apologized for overseeing my graduation date. I was depressed and I ate an enormous second lunch to get me over this.

Going Home - what does it really mean?

2010-09-04T06:35:00.001-07:00

Yes, long time from last post. I can count, you see.

Now is the season for everyone around me to book tickets to go home. Students going home from thousands of miles just to get a taste of good home made food. I too went home for a short trip during summer and boy did I feel homesick after my return! Combined with that jet lag thing, it was terrible for the first few weeks. I became philosophical and started to wonder what exactly I am doing here, why did I make this decision and also the age old question of why are we all here but later found out the answer which was a terrible shock.

I have been living nearly a decade away from home and when I hear someone say I am going home, I have this tinge of envy in me. In fact when I pass homes which has TV I feel pangs of envy ( Now I don't know if I miss home or a TV, only time will tell). This got me thinking what exactly does going home mean?

During my UG days going home was fun : good food, loving family and a small holiday. You can do all the relaxing, need not worry about the 3 weeks of laundry and transfer all your worries to your parents, because they can take of everything. But when you are 25 years old, going home is not the same. You are expected to do your own work *gasp*! Like you have to do your own laundry, pay the bills, help dad in administrative tasks, help mom with chores, listen patiently to grandma's rants, help brother with worldly advice (which he gets easily bored, I think he needs to grow up before he understands me). And then when you are about to relax you worry about your future, what will be my career path, will my brother get a girl friend before I get one, will I succeed in life (a.k.a will I get super rich). And that one thought gives me the 'Miles to go before I sleep' feeling is what more should I do for the hot Chinese classmate of mine to talk to me.

I am not truly at home, there are unfinished business to be taken care of and one can't rest and cannot stop worrying.

So what is the first thought that comes to you, when you say you are going home?

Swades

2009-09-24T18:17:00.001-07:00

Me and my conscience converse after listening to Swades songs on the way back home.

Enough is enough. I mean I seriously can't tolerate all the brain drain that is happening to India. (dont worry nowadays only idiots come to USA and that includes you)

The rich get richer and poor get poorer (you liked that concept .....remember you were rich back there), the caste discrimination (you were on a high when you heard that beautiful gals in your community can marry only guys from the same community) the constant pressure to get married only after settling in life (yeah..thats true someone needs to change that), instilling a thought that relationships are bad for the family (can't believe you believed that)

(finally the poor guy ends up with a zero in scoring chicks....er, less of personal feelings dude, this is a public blog), making oneself feel guilty when one starts to enjoy the pleasures of life (are you talking about the time when you were caught watching porn in a high speed bandwidth), the constant struggle one has to endure to move up (did'nt you enjoy trampling people and not give space to the old people in Tirupathi) ......all this I want to change (you better not for your survival).

Enough of sweating in a foreign country which is not my original motherland. I will return to India (Seriously, you need to be there to eat all those spicy food and enjoy the support that mediocrity has there)

The evolution of my desktop

2009-08-22T10:01:00.000-07:00

So I am just going to take you through evolution of my desktop......

This was the desk during my primary and secondary schooling.......

Something like the above one was for my higher secondary.......

This was the one used in my college hostels. Why am I kidding myself. I remotely even cant dream having such a table in the University of Anna at Guindy!! You really dont want to know about my desktop in the dark dingy hostels of Anna. (Btw the way the workshop in the mechanical department made the furnitures for the hostels, it was totally pathetic!!)

My table when I was working at AL ( I mean preparing for my GRE).......

And my desktop currently in use....

That was Johnny Cash showing the middle finger. Qutie outspoken about his rebellious attitude.....

The US of India??

2009-08-15T18:47:00.000-07:00

Finally here I am about to get exposed to the unkown world, about to learn other cultures, about to gain international experience, about to make gora friends/friendie and waiting to get laid, about to excuse myself for eating non-vegetarian food since there will be no other choice, about to get drunk beer daily like a coffee, about to wipe my ass with paper (again coz of no choice), about to miss my people back home, about to not to meet no more indians in this strange land, about to miss kollywood and bollywood, about to miss my dear south Indian food, about to....well never mind.

None of the above is going to happen because of other Indians who are already abroad (US), who already have Indian stores here (you get Achi and Sakthi masala here), because of Americans who think there is no need for Masters (which is a wise thought), because of staying with Indians for a couple of miles radii, because of staying with three tambrams (Strangely they dont drink alcohol and eat non veg and cook excellent south Indian food), because of theatres screening Indian movies, because of skype.............

So here I am at the US of "A" or wait is it "India". Hopefully as the semester rolls on, I will find the firangi friend , if not a US citizen atleast a chinese one!!

Printing Depression

2009-02-06T05:18:00.000-08:00

It was as usual a depressing day because of two freak incidents.

My colleague in my department works at a corporate office and has access to critical data. So once he sent me a excel sheet with the critical data. Such critical data has to be processed so that it becomes a useful information for taking a decision. Now since this data was coming to me I thought I had to process such dull critical facts into useful information. I knew that this colleague of mine valued my highly acclaimed analytical skills. Moreover he saw that I wrote, " I truly consider the [me developed a complicated excel worksheet tool] as an example of my analytical abilities" in my SOP to US universities. So coming back, I naturally started to analyse the crude critical fact sheet for information. Then that colleague of mine calls me and tells me to format the sheet properly for printing. I was pissed of for the rest of the day and when told him about my concern, he was startled for a second and then replied saying that "I dont want give you easy jobs and this complicated one should keep you occupied". I thought he was a loser!

I also consider myself an expert in project planning (In fact right from college I am an expert in MS word, MS excel, MS paint, MS power point and recently MS project planning (this was because I just created a 500 line plan astounding everyone around me)). Now I was involved in making a template for the project plan for my company. Now one of my roomie who was a design engineer was asked to create a project plan. Naturally he comes to me and asks me about how the plan works. After sometime he calls me again when I was in a meeting discussing the pros and cons of using note-pad with my colleague. He asks me to come immediately to his rescue. I rush to his cubicle leaving my important discussion. I reach there in a record two minutes. His hair is dishelleved and looks horrified. I thought the template would have weared him out and now he can relax because I was there to solve the most complex problem in his life involving critical path, milestones and resource estimation. He finally tells me,"Pl help me print this document. Format it for me to print". Now it was my turn to look horrified.

After these incidents I think I am qualified for the highly esteemed job called Executive Director-Printers and Plotters. My boss had asked me to involve in a new project which he thinks I should be a part of. I am wondering whether it will be another printing assignment :(.

The unknown chef

2008-11-29T05:32:00.000-08:00

I live with a set of loonies called friends and this particular day we all decided to cook.

But we were stuck with a problem, what to cook? I suggested something which could be done with available resources (rice and gas) for whichsomeone had to buy some vegetables. So everybody agreed that we will be cooking rice and that someone should be me (I have a big mouth and I got bullied into doing this. Actually I get bullied into many other things like cleaning the house, filling the gas and buying vegetables).

So I go buy vegetables, come in and start the cooking. My roomies, who think they are a notch above me when it comes to cooking started to take charge of the kitchen. Then one guy takes the vegetables, the other guy takes the vessels. When I tried to peel the potatoes, they order me to do something which is considered low in the cast order of kitchens. They asked me to clean the vessels, they were like,"Badri, why don't you clean the vessels while we-who-know-what-to-do-when-in-kitchen will take care of the cooking".

I quitely (just made a couple of statement on how I am being bullied) went and cleaned the vessels. Then I made a bold move and told them I will cook. The two guys looked aghast at me. Then continued their normal discussion on what to cook as if they I had not said anything. I firmly put my foot down and told them "Guys, I am cooking". That said, they backed off. They did not even help me when I made obvious mistakes like not turning the stove on before cooking.

Finally after the cooker finished its last whistle (literally a last whistle their opinion on my culinary skills), we sat for our lunch. Man they were amazed at result, even got me congragulated by the master chef kunz(Though some doubt still remained in their mind that the good food was due to some chance of luck). Now they want me to make the same thing tomorrow also!!(Phil you said it, admit it)

Depression in a meeting

2008-10-24T06:02:00.000-07:00

No I am not talking about the great depression. It is about the depressing incident in my life which seems to happen regularly.

I was in this important meeting were all the big shots hot shots were all present. I am from a department which takes these Minutes of Meeting and my boss was also present.

I was completely bored as I did not have anything to say nor any say in the meeting and I was thinking how to spend my variable pay which I got the previous day. I was scribbling, drawing pictures of the conference hall, then trying to listen, then meditation, tic tac toe nothing helped. I was half asleep at the end of the important meeting.

So at the end of the important meeting I the important person asked if anyone had taken the MoM. My boss said he did it and he read it. The important person told that my boss had missed some important points and went on to read them. finally the important person looked in my direction and told everyone, "others non important mere mortals in the room should be vigorously taking the minutes, how come all are sitting like MD of the company. It is time we had that discipline".

Only when it got over and only when I ran the meeting mentally in my mind did I realise that they were talking about me and strangely, instead of feeling sad I started feeling elated. I felt finally the company has realised that someone is in the making of the MD and this makes me proud...........

Taste it Saar

2008-10-07T09:14:00.000-07:00

I go to the doc (not dog guys, it is a doc meaning doctor) for treating my sacroiliac inflammatory pain and on my way back I go to this restaurant.

Now little bit about me. I am tall (5.5) and handsome (just that I am healthy with a pot belly) and a typical south Indian, but you cant place me whether I am from Andhra or TN . This restaurant is attached to a hotel where people from different parts of the country come here to say.

I ordered for a south Indian thali. I started using spoon (Normally I use my hand, but after visiting many European countries I changed to spoon). Thinking that I was from some other part of the country he started talking to me in english, telling me about the special 'vatha kolumbu', he said "Taste it saar, very good". I was treated like a complete stranger in that restaurant!

Obviously this left me wondering what would that guy say if I had used my hand to eat, dressed like I was during my college days................He would have said to his mate nearby " Inniku avankku lottery polla, thats why tht poor guy is eating like that"!!

(S)tagged

2008-06-04T06:20:00.000-07:00

Hi folks,

It is a long time since I wrote a post. That was because I had a new mania chi pneumonia.

Now Phil has tagged me so that I don't become lazy and also he says it will cure pneumonia......

now here it goes

Reading: Barron's GRE.....(I know I am pathetic)

Breeding: No, not right now....

Finished reading:R.M. Lala's "Beyond the last blue mountain" and V.Ragunath's "Games
Indians play"

Listening: Radio mirchi, Radio city......(I know, I know ...they both suck),"Rich dad Poor dad"

Wearing: All male wear and I hate that uniform. It looks odd now because of me losing weight.
People actually say it looks like a clown. I did like to slit their throat.

Watching: Actually staring at the wall thinking about my future when my friend takes his
computer, TV and AC away.

Thinking: Refer previous

Loving: The pongal they serve in canteen. Incidentally pongal is my only source of gratification
in the workplace.

Hating: The goddamn antibiotics which I have to take regularly and also staying alone. I need a
family.

Missing: My cousin's bike. I did wheelie and other adventurous stuff like commuting to office
,showing off to friends and gals in the apartment.

Hoping: To regain my lost weight. I look like a loser now.

Dreaming: About US and college shootouts.

Excited about: Phil and whyte nyte liking the idea of translating sleazy tamil songs. I badly
wanted to do an website on it............

The Bitter Truth

2008-03-24T11:17:00.000-07:00

Hi People

First update on my previous post:

Most people did not like the sleaze content which presented. Few people think that females won’t visit my blog if I continue to put up posts such as my previous post. Few others think that I should write about happenings in my life / viewpoint on issues.
All were kind of enough not to mention these in comments. But I am a cruel person, I will put up a sample of conversation I had with these people.

Friend number 1: [Bad word in English], you will only distance yourself from women, ipdi blog ezhudhina (if you write blogs like these) [Bad word in Tamil]

Friend number 2: People want to read the story of your life. At least I want to and that is far more exciting than these videos. Just pen your thoughts da your opinion on something that would make an interesting read.

Okay , point taken (reluctantly), but I am planning to continue translating songs into english in a separate blog/website. And I am also planning to make money out of that website.

Mama says “Miracles happen every day”. Now some people don't think so. But they do. -Forrest Gump.

Few Records which I happen to break today:

24 hour silence:-

The world has become so bad that you could easily pass the day without talking to anyone. It happened to me on one Saturday, when there was no boss, no colleagues, no friends and no well-wishers, obviously no girl friends.

24 hour sleep:-

I tried but could not. Instead I woke up late, missed the company bus, had a bad headache and a screwed up work day.

Weight Reduction:

A couple of friends of mine (girls) were just short of desperation to know the secret of my weight loss. They think it is yoga or exercise or diet or some combination of the above three. But I my best guess is that it should be because of some sort of virus/bacteria as I don’t do yoga or exercise or follow diet regularly to achieve this kind of drastic weight loss ( hehehe ).

Canteen economics

2008-02-26T08:20:00.000-08:00

Hi dear fans,

Though you are few in number (triple digit is my best guess) you deserve some incentive for reading my blog. So this time around I am not going to bore you with a blog post under the label “Depressing Incidents in one’s life”.

Yeah I am going to get out of my little cocoon and enlighten you with some knowledge. And an additional warning nothing is funny in this blog post.

So this time around I am going to write about Basic Economics. Also because it is title of the book by Thomas Sowell which I am currently reading and it is a great revelation to me.

Let’s take the live example of price control of canteen food by the university canteen (in Anna university anything can happen), this example is relevant for all other types of price controls in economies. Before getting into the details have a look at the following definitions:

Demand: Requirement of a product

Supply: Physical presence of a product to satisfy the demand

Shortage: Physically present elsewhere but not available in the areas of demand

Surplus: Artificially available in excess more than the demand.

Now let’s take the real example where the HEAD of Anna University decided to ban egg-briyani in the sole canteen of Anna University because the briyani was high priced for the poor(Rs.20). Why would the HEAD bother about canteen food and that too egg briyani in particular?

You will find the answer in the following questions:

Why is the government bothered to run liquor shops?

Why is the government meddling with prices of diesel and petrol?

The ideal answer is to prevent greed into the system where people make profits. The same explanation is applicable here. The hidden reason is that by meddling they can derive so much fun and money from the plight of the business community.

Case 1:

Anewayz the above is a simple case of monopoly at play and the HEAD decides to ban briyani altogether. As dilbert’s boss, our beloved HEAD had solved the wrong problem. The right thing would have been to get into a contract with another canteen at another location inside the college. Now each canteen would compete against each other and would have tried to make the briyani efficiently, so that they bring the costs down and thereby attracting more customers. And finally more profits to whichever canteen makes the briyani more efficiently. Instead by banning egg briyani the HEAD has ensured that both poor and rich students can never taste briyani inside the college.

Case 2:

Suppose if there are two canteens and if still they are not able to bring the price down then consider the situation where the HEAD arbitrarily fixes the price of egg briyani at Rs.10. Now this product is a loss to the canteen personnel and there is no incentive to make a loss making product. We should not forget that the people who run the canteen are smart ass like everyone else, so he will gradually reduce the volume of egg briyani or sell it during class hours so that only people like me get a chance to eat it.

But since the price is low there will be huge demand for egg-briyani and since our canteen personnel has already cut down production (rather lost the motivation to make egg briyani) you will be now experiencing a phenomenon called ‘Shortage’. The goods/raw material/ingredient is physically present but since there is no incentive for making/selling it, the product becomes unreachable to the demand. There is more twist to it you will get poor quality briyani for the cheap price. (Our HEAD obviously would have forgetten the maxim ‘there is no such thing as free lunch’)

This is a classic case , you can substitute briyani with oil, you get the oil crisis in USA. You substitute it with rent control you get the reasons for housing shortages in Bombay and New York (rent control is defined as the second best way of ruining a city after bombing), you substitute it with agricultural commodities you will get the reason for perennial shortage/poor quality of food in USSR during the communist rule.

Case 3:

Consider a far fetched situation where the HEAD sympathizes with the poor workmen in the canteen and sets a minimum wage for them. Now the canteen will stop hiring any workmen and will try to address the demand with existing workforce so that they can keep the costs down. Now since the canteen has stopped hiring, more people outside will be left without any job. Now consider a situation where the government has set minimum wage across all industries. Now existing workmen will try to hold to their jobs since they know that there are many more jobless people than jobs in the market. The situation artificially creates a large number of jobless people though they would have been used elsewhere. This creates artificial surplus.

If people mind their own business they will be doing lot more good to the community than meddling their noses in important sectors.

Valentine's day special

2008-02-14T07:46:00.000-08:00

It was a pretty bad day as usual. I had woken up late. Had the usual headache, which you get when you know you are going to be pulled up for not doing the work given to you and the usual tiring sensation in your body which was because of the midnight masala movie even though you imagine that it was because of ‘I-am-going-to-have-lots-of- work-today’.

As usual the bus ride back to office was frustrating, the regular container breakdown (which strangely but usually occurs at the mouth of the bridge so that the traffic is blocked effectively on both sides) which causes the regularly irritating extra-ordinary delay. Added to the familiar pot holes which even the most advanced suspensions in the world can’t negotiate, there was this usually huge traffic mess. The break-downs, the traffic and the pot holes are regular, but I was frustrated because my breakfast was getting delayed and I was unusually hungry that day.

As I entered my cube I had a surge of emotions which comes to you when you when you feel fresh green air early in the morning. I was wondering why I was unusually feeling wonderful.

1. Was it because I had a wonderfully filling breakfast or

2. Was it because today’s little Johnny’s porn joke was going to be really funny?

No, these weren’t the reason behind me feeling wonderful, these are usual stuff. It was something more profound like getting an extra bite of chocolate for free or say a medium size pizza free for a large pizza.

I got it, it was because today was Valentine’s Day and I was expecting a few proposals my way (though I had no idea from whom I would get those). The underlying thought was everyone would gets a pleasant surprise on Valentine’s Day and how would I alone be an exception.

It was the invitation in my cube. A marriage invitation I suppose. I opened it.

No God, not me again. I don’t want to be the bakra this time around. It was the marriage invitation of my childhood sweetheart. Though it was heart wrenching for few hours I soon forgot about it during lunch time, I mean how long can one remain sad about depressing events if they occur daily.

Fire Fire Fire

2008-02-09T08:21:00.000-08:00

Why am I writing about fire?

is it because I am a mechanical engineer? or
is it because I like the Nandita Das ' moves in the movie fire? or
is it because I like to play with fire?

Cutting the crap, it is because my company conducted a mock fire drill. The mock drill was quite funny we had an funny sounding alarm bell and a funny looking security person comes and casually says,' Saar, velliya vaanga' .

The guy who led the demo gave us few interesting insights:

The probable class of fire which you will most likely encounter is 'B' and 'C'. These are caused by electrical equipments. This kind of fire frequently occurs in offices and shopping malls (which means office going public should know more about it )
People generally run in case of fire (I was thinking what else are you expected to do?). But the fire personnel says very few look out for a fire extinguishers!! So the point is, in case of fire do look out for a fire alarm/ fire extinguisher
The basic principle to put out a fire is to cut of either oxygen supply or the fuel (i.e. the burning element). So if you don't find an extinguisher keep the above principle in mind to put out the fire.
In case you happen to be the brave guy in such situation, keep the extinguisher's hose away from your face and then use it. You might think it is obvious, but this is a most commonly occurring mistake.
An other funny thing is about the sound the fire extinguisher makes. It is so eerie that people drop the thing down and run. The sound really does not matter.
Now for the demo, click for a video demo

So next time you happen to encounter a fire don't just run, but run fast!

Love affair and other unfortunate story:

2008-02-04T08:58:00.000-08:00

Love affair

Recently I came to know about an interesting story which made me think about an unfortunate incident. Here is the story. There is this friend of mine whose brother has joined an engineering college recently. The guy after few months in college became depressed and flunks in internals. On further inquiry revealed that the cause was love/ infatuation/ puppy love though the guy claims it to be divine. Seems the female was a childhood friend and has joined the same college.

Now the typical life-cycle of puppy love start:

1. Initially they met up and became fast friends in a couple of weeks.

2. At the end of the first two months they became lovers/puppy lovers.

3. For two months they were enjoying themselves by going to movies and doing other mushy mushy stuff.

4. The fifth month the girl refused to see him after some fight over marriage.

5. Like all silly things in the world must end this one too ended and the guy went into a state of deep depression.

When I heard about it I felt like a complete loser in spite of whatever little accomplishments I have made. Here is a guy who went through the cycle of love in six months and a simple calculation reveals that when he completes his degree he will be through it 8 times. And me zilch. I was thinking kids these days! Then I realized I was an equally spoilt kid.

The Unfortunate Story:

I too had a puppy love when I was in sixth grade. There was this girl who had joined my class and very friendly with me during class excursions/picnics (you know I always followed her and her group of friends like a faithful puppy (as you see the term ‘puppy love’ came from this incident)) and I decided that she was the right female for me. I was even planning to ask her parents for her hand. Unfortunately I did not get a chance to meet her parents before I understood about child marriages.

Finally under pressure from my irrelevant friends (Even though I hangout mostly with these fellows I call them like that because they were not responsible for any relevant event in my life, so was I in their life) during my seventh grade I telephoned her for proposing. I stammered and then suddenly blurted “I love you”, for which she asked, “What”. I suddenly became tensed and told her that I had meant “Did you see I love you India movie”. (The exact movie name was ‘I love India’ by Sarathkumar released for the Independence Day.)

She cut the line. I tried calling back second time and her dad took it up. Now I cut the line and after that incident she never spoke to me properly for the rest of my school days. So I was also a spoiled kid.

Er……if you are expecting any other conclusions from these two incidents I am sorry, I don’t have any. It was merely written for fun's sake.

Bad start

2008-01-31T07:42:00.000-08:00

Hi everyone,

For reading the post you should keep in mind:

It is not about philosophy nor is it informative
No value will be added to you by reading this
You wont learn anything
Read it just for the heck of it
I assure you that you will definetly feel good because as humans only in the foolish/wrong/silly act of others do we find real happiness!
It may be fictional or may not be fictional as I might me writing for my friend in first person narrative

Here is my post

Someone has been spying on my post for past few months...coz it has been viewed 9 times. I thought wow , who all would that be?

Then realized the sad truth. My blog was viewed by myself for nine times!!!

Anewayz let me forget it.

Now I am going to talk about a depressing incident that happened to me today. There is 'day out' (where you go out for celebrating for no apparent reason, just for the heck of it) for our department happening in next week. There will be a meeting where the list of events will be decided upon based on the volunteers' talent list. (One might ask then who is really working or say who is adding value for the company that is, you know who really cares)

So you might ask what can become depressing in such a fun filled activity?

Someone offline had suggested my name and a group of fellows (who are the laughing stock of our department) for the group dance program. Seems like the remark lightened the mood of the people who were bored with their work.

Actually it was irritating and infuriating remark for me. Immediately I went to my beloved cubicle (if you call a desk and computer a cubicle) and decided to not to tell them about my participation in my school dance program.

I know such humiliation happens to everyone of you though no one is brave enough to tell that to others.

As a added bonus for the reader for reading so much let me explain why this remark pained my heart(This reminded of similar thing which happened in my college). During my initial days in college in my room for some discussion I had blurted that I had participated in a folk dance program in school. This created a huge furor and laughter among my hostel mates. I was perplexed and did not know why they where laughing. Taking advantage of the situation one my friend in a serious note asked me to perform a dance step.

I knew something was amiss when my friend asked me to perform ,I didnt know what it was(me being naive in my first year).Sensing I was skeptical, my friend earnestly requested me to do the step which was very earnest that I thought he was being reasonable.

So as everyone expected I performed the awkward step and then everyone was silent.

See the thing is it was a folk dance and has some awkward steps which will be appreciated only when performed in a group and if you do it alone you will end up looking like a clown and I realised this fact only later.(I know I am justifying the awkwardness)

I went out of the room and everyone was screaming in laughter (mind you I performed it earnestly with all sincerity 'that awkward step').

So now you know how distressing it can be when people play the same joke on you. Thank god this time around I was not convinced to perform that step. what a relief!!!

Thats ME

2007-02-07T04:28:00.001-08:00

Symbol : the Archer Ruling Planet : Jupiter Ruling House : Ninth House Element : Fire Quality : Mutable Body Parts : hips, thighs Keyword : PHILOSOPHY Date with destin : Aries, Leo Run for the hills : Virgo, Pisces Where you glow : globetrotting What makes you tick : airplane tickets Fitness forecast : archery Play date : horseback riding Perfect jobs : tour guide, park ranger Best accessory : a backpack A sure thing : being the class clown Destination : anywhere Pleasure : travel, philosophy, optimism Pain: responsibility, details, commitment What's my line? Don't fence me in.