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Tuesday, September 16, 2008
I've finally got around to reviving my blog after almost 2 months now, thanks to Harini. I'll hopefully get some time to update soon. My very first tag!
So, here goes :
1. If your lover betrayed you, what will your reaction be?
If you loved someone, you wouldn't betray them, would you?
2. If you can have a dream to come true, what would it be?
Retire at age 35 and travel the world!
3. Whose butt would you like to kick?
I'd rather not mention names here :D
4. What would you do with a billion dollars?
Refer to Q.2
5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Yeah, I could.
6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?
You are truly blessed if you have both! :)
7. How long do you intend to wait for someone you really love?
A long, long time. I don't see it happening in the near future ;) :D
8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?
Find someone else!
9. If you like to act with someone, who will it be? Your gf/bf or an actress/actor?
George Clooney! (Sigh!)Or maybe John Stamos (Another sigh!) Oh! I can't decide! :D
10.What takes you down the fastest?
Hunger!And lack of sleep!
11. How would you see yourself in ten years time?
I'd like to see myself all set for retirement and a world tour. But I'll most probably be staring cluelessly at some PLL circuit and wondering what on earth I was doing!
12. What’s your fear?
13. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?
Please refer to her orkut testimonial for my thoughts! :D
14. Would you rather be single and rich or married but poor?
Rich and single!Men or Money? Money, of course! :D
15. What’s the first thing you do when you wake up?
Look at the time, switch off the alarm and get back into the comforter! :D
16. Would you give all in a relationship?
Depends on whether it is worth the effort.
17. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously, who would you pick?
Why pick? ;)
18. Would you forgive and forget no matter how horrible a thing that special someone has done?
Forgive, yeah probably. But I would definitely not forget!
19. If its your last day and you have one call to make, whom would you call. Dont tell me your mom. Someone else. (Original qn:What are your three most important expectations in love )
Someone I do not wish to name! :D ;)
20. List 6 people to tag:
Too much of a bother (Plus I have done this tag some three times over. Blogger keeps conking off! :-/) If you wish to take it, consider yourself tagged!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
A PS Diary is a book in which you are supposed to record your day-to-day activities during your internship. Now, had you been given something important to work on (read anything to work on) you’d probably have things to fill up the diary with. But what you actually are, is a hardly-ever-noticed intern in an obscure corner of the company working on some long-given-up-on-extremely-unprofitable project (thank god for the internet connection, at least!). So when you are handed the thick yellow-brown book with ruled pages and a column for references (!) you wonder what to write in it.
You initially contemplate on making note of your actual day-to-day activities at the PS station. Your first entry looks something like this-
January 8, 2008
10:00 am: Came to work (*yawn* The HR had assured you the company followed flexi-timing after all)
10:10- 10:25 am: Checked mail (what if you got some important mail?!)
10:30 am: Signed into Gtalk (your mentor isn’t here yet)
10:30 – 11:30 am: Chatted. Need a tea-break now.
11:30 – 12:00 pm: Tea break.
12:00 pm: Picked up that electronics book and opened the chapter I was told to read
12:15 pm: Lunch
1:00 – 2:30pm: Played TT in the cafeteria
2:30 – 4:00pm: Chatted again (so many people buzz when you are away!)
4:00 pm: Tea break.
4:30 pm: Picked up the book again.
4:45 pm: Slept.
6:00 pm: Left for home (there’s so much traffic in Bangalore!)
Reference: Extremely busy cubicle mate, Gtalk contacts, Bored caterer at the cafeteria
You decide this could get you into trouble with your prof and cancel the entry. Two weeks into PS and your routine hasn’t changed much. You begin to like the sluggish pace at which the day moves. But, you are still not sure what to write in the diary. A gtalk contact tells you about the appreciation he recently got from his PS prof for his brilliant diary entries. Another contact speaks about how he aced his first quiz. Your fellow intern busily scribbles away in the yellow-brown book on a regular basis. You dismiss all of it as over-enthusiasm. You postpone the task of making your entries till later. After all, the handout claims that the date for checking PS diaries is no where in the near future.
Your PS prof comes to conduct your first quiz (This you are confident of cracking after having consulted your seniors about the questions that were set the previous years. But then, the very first question reads “Which product is named CS 408657?” and you lose all hope). He asks you for your PS diaries. You are told off for not carrying it with you on a daily basis. You hang your head in shame and apologize. You are told that the diary is equivalent to your passport at the PS station and is part of your (non-existent) identity. You keep a straight face and promise to submit it the next time.
You decide to work on your diary entry for the next two days (pity, you can’t actually write that in the diary) and finally come up with something that looks like this –
I read the book on the Fundamentals of Power Electronics by X today. My mentor had asked me to read chapter 9 to brush up my fundamentals in the area of power electronics. As there were many new concepts introduced in the chapter, I searched the internet for more information to aid my understanding of the concepts explained in the chapter. I came across some Fourier transforms in a derivation that I had problems following. I approached my mentor with doubts but since he was busy he asked me to wait till evening when he would be free. I spent the rest of the day looking up information on the internet to help me understand the derivation.
You do not provide any references. You are proud of yourself for having converted all the time spent online to what they call literature survey. The entry is just the right length and you have not been very obviously redundant. You modify the earlier day’s entry a bit by adding a line or two to make the next day’s entry.
When you submit the diary to your prof on his next visit, he signs all entries and nods in approval. You breathe a sigh of relief and look at the handout to calculate the number of days you have before you need to spend another evening filling up the diary.
Over the course of the internship, you discover the versatility of the yellow-brown book. You find out that its uses vary from being a personal diary to a telephone directory (You remember noticing the receptionist discreetly jotting down numbers in an older copy of the book). It even serves as a notepad during training lectures and presentations. (You learn to convert these lecture notes into the diary entry for that particular day)
At the end of PS you fret about the fact that you might have to submit your PS diary and that you might breach the confidentiality contract you signed when you joined the company. On the last day, your PS prof tells you the diary is yours. He tells you it is meant for you to be able to make your report easily (And here you were scouring wikipedia for things to copy paste into the report. Sheesh!) He signs the last few pages and tells you that you’ve made an A. You express amazement at the fact and murmur a thank you.
You then make a mental note of the kind of feedback you want to give about the yellow-brown book.
Friday, June 27, 2008
I first read about blogs way back in 2003, I think. But, I didn't quite understand the idea of maintaining something like an online journal back then. So until my 2nd year at BITS, blogs, to me, were as good as non-existent. Although I've done courses on creative writing (Yeah, we had subjects like that in school but well, that's a completely different story) I never wrote unless it was necessary. This blog came into being during my Christmas holidays in 2006 , when I had nothing better to do. I discovered that reading blogs served for very good time-pass. Back then, there were hardly any people I knew who blogged so I used to stick to "Blogs of Note" that showed up on Blogger and read whatever I found interesting.
These days, however,every second person I know has a blog of his/her own. No, I'm not complaining at all. Its actually quite nice to read people's opinions and thoughts on such a wide variety of things.
But sometimes, I get the feeling that blogging is not just about jotting down interesting experiences anymore. In a way, blogs have become some sort of social networking sites. You have a stat counter to show off how popular your blog is, a blogroll to tell everyone who your friends are, widgets to let people know what you are upto (that, apparently, has now been termed microblogging) or what kind of a person you are and so on and so forth. And of course, there's money. People put all these Google ads all over their blogs hoping some innocent reader might click on it (if their blog is popular that is).
And speaking of popularity, blogging also involves a lot of publicity and marketing these days. So now, you can look up tips online on how to comment so you can draw attention to your blog, how to publicise so you get a large number of hits and so on. Blogging you see, is no mean feat!The other day I read something in the paper about how some people died because of blogging! (*dazed*) Apparently the tension of having to come up with an idea for a new post on a daily basis just got to them.
Well, I think blogging should be more about writing than anything else. (Incomprehensible poetry, by the way, DOES NOT qualify as writing. I mean, what's the point of poetry if its gibberish to the reader?). Firstly, I don't find it absolutely necessary to update my blog on a daily basis ( this apparently is essential if you want to improve readership ). I'd rather write only when I'm in a mood for it or when I come across something that I want to express my opinion on. Secondly, blogs are NOT meant for ads. Its irritating to find ads in the middle of a post(They ruin your TV shows already!). And finally, and most imporatantly, blogs, at least, should NOT be in SMS lingo(More on this). I can pardon ' i will ttyl. thnx, tht ws gr8. catch u l8r' in a chat or an SMS but its criminal when it comes to blogging. After all, doesn't writing, to a large extent , have to do with the beauty of the language?
(And in case anybody has any idea about the need/usefulness of what they call microblogging, please do let me know!)
P.S : Another day crossed off the calendar! :D
Thursday, June 19, 2008
ibibo.com : A wife wakes up in the middle of the night to find herself buried under a huge pile of photographs. She turns to her husband to scream at him for not managing his photo albums well, only to find a balti (which by the way, is hindi for a bucket) lying next to her. So, don't be a balti! Manage your photographs online on ibibo.com.
Parle Milano : Hrithik Roshan's boss is not happy with his baking skills and locks him up in the bakery for the night so he may come up with something good. While he's trying to figure out what to do, a woman blind-folds him from behind and offers to show him how to make it (and also in the process...well, I don't think I'll give graphic details ;)) The batter is put in the oven and finally they kiss. Next morning, Hrithik's boss is very pleased with the batch of biscuits that have been made and asks him to bake him the same biscuits every night. Hrithik is delighted and he agrees. There's a secret behind every milano!
(I think I lost it somewhere.Was it about Hrithik Roshan's secret romance?Oh no, wait! It was about the biscuit! *dazed*)
Pond's : Part 1 -Priyanka Chopra & Saif Ali Khan break up and walk away in opposite directions. Three years later Priyanka spots Saif with Neha Dhupia in his arms. She's heart-broken and doesn't know what to do. She takes refuge in a Pond's skin whitening cream and emerges all fair and beautiful in a week. Kabhi Kabhi Pyar Mein...
Part 2- The engagement ring that Saif gets for Neha doesn't fit. She's pissed off and dumps him. He goes to a flower shop to buy a bouquet to appease her only to find Priyanka there. He's stunned at her beauty but doesn't say anything. After he leaves, Priyanka is confused about whether or not she still loves him and stares at the "I still Love you" SMS she's typed in her mobile.
Part 3 : Yet to be aired
(Was that a movie trailer being shown in parts? And where did Pond's figure here? Oh yeah! it made the former Ms. World stunningly beautiful! I kinda forgot part 1 after part 2 started coming on air *grin*)
Pepsi : Ranbir Kapoor desperately wants to meet Deepika Padukone (who's being guarded against him by uncle Shahrukh *desperately trying to supress laughter*) and so tries climb up the house wall only to end up as a wreck in the bushes below. When the uncle finds him and questions him about his identity, Ranbir looks at the book on U.F.Os in the uncle's hand and then at a half lit neon sign on the street that reads "istan" and decides to introduce himself as an alien from youngistan who's landed on earth to protect the niece. S.R.K is delighted and decides that Ranbir would henceforth live with Deepika.The niece is shocked and asks Ranbir how he managed it, who grabs a pepsi can and says "Yeh hai youngistan meri jaan"
(*desperately trying to supress laughter* Where do they get such ideas?!)
I could go on and on with the list, but I think I'll stop here. I'll say there are a couple of ads that ARE decent and have something to do with what they sell (the Hutch ad for example, of course the thing about how happy they are to serve us is completely false but that again is another story). I'd rather watch my collection of pre-recorded TV series and movies than turn on the idiot box these days!
Credits : An extremely frustrating and jobless afternoon, Youtube for some ad ideas and of course to John Logie Baird for the idiot box.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
And well, Bangalore is one of the best places to be if you are a foodie. You'd find an eat- out at every 50 metres here offering one or the other kind of cuisine, from chats and juices to Falafel and Tofu.Big restaurants, small road-side shops, extremely overpriced joints and very cheap tiffin rooms, you name it and Bangalore's got it! (Oh! and the other day I even spotted a redi! ) I regret not having been able to check out KC Das (for its sweets) and the Leela's buffet of course! :D
Bangaloreans have a thing for shopping too!If you are a (for the lack of a better phrase) degenerate shopper, then you'd find no place better to feed your addiction :D Commercial street is a haven for shoppers like me who usually have a budget constraint and are still on the lookout for good stuff. And if you are the kind who'd like to flash big brands but who usually almost faints after looking at the price tag, Brand Factory in Marthahalli (as I found out recently) can be heaven! And like I said, bangaloreans have a thing for shopping. You'd find all these places teeming with people ALL the time. And that's not all! Inspite of all those road-side shops, you'll still see people spending enormous amounts shopping at huge malls (Ok, I confess, I've done it too!)
Like one of my colleagues once mentioned, Bangalore is THE best place for the "corrupt youth".
In what would mostly be my last post from the (so-called) garden city (I think they should rename it as Mall city or something like that now!:D) in a long while, I'd like to a make a couple of acknowledgements :
To Dweepika, for her prowess in Kannada (there you go! your name came first! :D)
To Cosmic Circuits, for some new found friends and an extremely frustrating yet fulfilling PLL
To Cosmic again, for TT and bridge sessions
To Blossoms, for my newly acquired collection of books and some "late" memories
To Commercial Street, for having made me a self-confessed shopaholic and for one of the best times I've had with my sidey
To Crossword, for some of the best times I've had in the city
To CCD, for being such a great meeting place
To IIM-B, for the start of a new friendship
To Le Rock & Mint, for things I'd rather not mention here
To Corner House, for a delicious funeral
To Indi Joe's & MTR, for the best buffets I've ever had
To Maruti Driving School, for helping me learn to drive (Finally!)
To Priya akka, the nicest cousin you could EVER ask for
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Scene 1: At a Chinese restaurant
X,Y and Z are out for lunch with A and B who are from X and Y’s college respectively. X,Y and Z were together at junior college. X and Y are committed and so are A and B
(we all know who Z is now! ) . After lunch,
B: So, you are in BITS, Pilani no?
Z : Yeah.
A : X told me you have a very high GPA and all.
Z : *smiles*
A : So.. do you have a boyfriend too?
Z : *a little surprised* er.. no.
B : *very surprised* oh!
A: * expression that reads “aah! One of those geeks!”
Moral of the story: Not having a boyfriend/ girlfriend is equivalent to being a geek :-/
Scene 2 : Gtalk chat window
P : So got a boyfriend yet?
Z : Nope!
P : Then what the hell did you do in BITS for 4 years? :D
Mental note: You haven’t done anything in college if you’ve not got/had a boyfriend :-/
Scene 3 : Another gtalk chat window
Z : I heard you also went psenti? :P
C : Hehehe! Had no other choice. All my batchmates went psenti …so no company left :D
Another mental note: You can have no choice but to get a boyfriend when all your other friends are committed. Welcome to the world of short-term relationships for time-pass!
Scene 4 : At a restaurant in Pilani
M: Don’t even think about asking me out! It’s not going to happen!
A few months later,
N: Will you be my girlfriend?
A few more months later,
N: Will you be my girlfriend?
N: *disappointed again*
One year later on a moonlit night on the banks of the Ganga,
N: Will you be my girlfriend?
a) You CAN get third time lucky or the person just says a yes out of irritation ;)
b) The probability of a person accepting a proposal is directly proportional to the mush quotient of the place.
Scene 5 : on the eve of V-day
R is on the look out for a gift for his beloved girlfriend in the land of far-far-away. He takes his friend’s bike and goes hunting for the perfect gift. 45kms (that covers the length and breadth of the city) and a grueling six hours later R settles for a showpiece and a card from the mall opposite his apartment.
*dazed* I don’t know whether love is blind but it sure is crazy! :D
However, fortunately (?) for me, the love bug seems to have happily evaded me. Fourteen hours of brainwash, hundreds of airtel minutes, many more gtalk conversations, many silly crushes, loads of “cute-guys”, lots of sighs( no I have NOT misspelled it), a couple of dances, some more snaps and a farewell later, yes, I’m still very single! ( and definitely not ready to mingle! :D )
Please note: No offence intended to anyone. Also, the author would have left out a lot of details that she found unnecessary and discursive.
To Gtalk and my Bitsian brother, my most dependable sources of gossip- Thank you! :)
May 7, 2008 :
Scene 6 : comments section in a 'Random' blog
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Man is quite a despicable creature, and when I speak of man I mean the male species, there are some disgusting female specimens I agree, but haven't come across as many. And I have reasons for such an opinion :
1. Men are obssesed with sex, well most are at least. They can't help but take advantage of overcrowded autos or packed buses. And like sowmya says they seem to get attracted to every passerby woman!
2. Some men are jobless enough to follow strangers (from the opposite sex) around town and give them the creeps.
3. It seems to give them pleasure of some form in making women feel uncomfortable. If all else fails, just stare people down to the point of discomfort.
4. Some of them can get cheap enough to hack email ids and threaten to misuse them unless the actual user "talks hot" . Hacking into some stranger's id and snooping around in itself quite a disgusting thing to do, buzzing people on the victim's list and talking cheap is even worse!
Makes me wonder, are we really as civilised as we claim to be? How are we any better than animals if we can't keep our own sexual desires under control?
P.S : No offence intended to any guy I know. I believe some men can be decent as well :)