Friday, 18 April, 2008

All in A Days Work

Emails exchanged on any given productive day at work.........(deprived of lunchtime)

  • Tee-Lo to Sha-Yo 2:51
hey ....wassupppppp!!!
  • Sha-Yo to Tee-Lo 2:52
  • Tee-Lo to Sha-Yo 2:55
save your smartness...u still haven't got work na loooooou!!!!
  • Sha-Yo to Tee-Lo 2:59
and u have????????? billie.Think of chicken subways.... full of chicken, tomatoes, sauces, potatoes etc. {Tee-Lo rushes out of her cubicle , across the busy office floor towards me. Looking serious she pokes me in the neck almost lethally and hisses,"word were not enough to respond" and rushes back.}
  • Tee-Lo to Sha-Yo 3:02
Dude, Richa's food just came, she came here, i can smell it.....
  • Tee-Lo to Sha-Yo 3:15

Tee –Lo does an embarrassing google check of my antecedents

I understand if we have formal presentations and seminars to attend. Otherwise, I would want to be dressed in something I am comfortable in. I think there shouldn't be any dress code. What is the point of dressing up if it hampers your productivity and workability?"

  • Sha-Yo to Tee-Lo 9:03

I find an even more embarrassing one of  hers online… Muhahaha

Kaching, kaching. Money does sing! As transactions we'd like to bring, Like sweet melodies at K'scope they ring. Kaching, kaching! Numbers and notes, Figures and quotes, They float through our heads, From As to Zs, Till they finally look, Into our little accounting books! Kaching, kaching. Money does sing!


Sunday, 13 April, 2008


The last few hours of my teen life, then I turn 20. While not old, it does sound ominous, a little solemn. It is not a grand old age, where one arrives at most answers to life, knowing where you are going, what you intend to achieve. I still do not understand most of the world and much less, myself.

The only thing I can say for sure is that I have come to terms with the fact that after changing two cities, three houses, three schools, two colleges and one major, umpteen sets of friends and relationships:I will never be constant. Kind of a paradoxical thing to be sure of!

I also know a blank page is scary as well as inspiring. Whatever I write makes me cringe but write I will.

I really do not learn from my mistakes or history or dwell upon the past. What makes me better is thinking about tomorrow.

The idea of being cynical, silent and intellectual is romantic, but I’ll remain the eternal frivolous optimist.

Peace is being holed up in my room in comfy rags, geeky glasses with a book

I'm learning to accept mediocrity, one slow realization at a time. Not everything and everyone is the best, especially oneself.

I really do love my life, with all the good, the bad, the blunders and achievements; the one thing it has never been is boring or stagnant.

Neither my life nor this post is going the planned profound way I thought it should go, everything takes it's own way and works out, I'm learning to relax.

Just a few weeks back, in a laid back town pursuing a beyond mediocre degree with no future prospects, turning 20 seemed ancient and boring. But here I finally am, in the capital, at the brink of a new life and killer working stint, sitting in my own room writing this, and it feels like a Take Offff………..

Leaves are falling all around, It's time I was on my way.

Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay

But now it's time for me to go. The autumn moon lights my way.

For now I smell the rain, and with it pain, and it's headed my way.

Sometimes I grow so tired, but I know I've got one thing I got to do...

Ramble On,

And now's the time, the time is now, to sing my song

I'm goin' 'round the world I've been this way ten years to the day,

Ramble On,

Got no time to for spreadin' roots, The time has come to be gone.

And to' our health we drank a thousand times, it's time to Ramble On.

- Led Zeppelin

Saturday, 12 April, 2008

Flipsyde - Spun

The way the world is spinning this week, it seems only a mere token of the Tibetan population will remain by the time you have grandchildren. What is sickening is the kind of collective brutality the leaders of the so called civilized world have displayed in every city that the troubled torch has traveled. What with the air tight security suffocating the flaming torch, and athletes rubbing shoulders with the police in a comical three foot race, the Olympics has been reduced to a political parody, and it hasn’t even begun yet.

The lengths of ass licking that our government can go to will be displayed on air on the 17Th of this month, till then we can repeatedly witness the farce in France, U.S and London, in spite of Sarkozy, Bush and Brown claiming to “consider boycotting the Opening Ceremony".Clumsy pacifiers.

Scarlett Keeling was raped and murdered, but her mother apparently is to blame. A girl in Noida was raped yesterday, but is publicly beaten for being immoral. With crimes against women on an all time high, the only solution offered by authorities is to keep us locked in after dark. Reminds me of a nursery rhyme with a twist:

“Wee Willy Winkie comes to town,

Upstairs and downstairs in his night gown

Peeping through the windows, knocking at the doors

Are the women all in bed it’s past eight 0 ‘clock!!!”

Hillary Clinton’s campaign gets into murkier debts and controversies so she gets the gay celeb singer to raise money for her ‘cause’. Which seems only fair considering the’ Black Eyed Peas” back Barrack. Well that’s still tame enough compared to the Bollywood backing our politicians command.

Speaking of which I greatly admire the tough stand Mr. Bachchan’s taken, the Thackkery’s are seriously making it a pain for Non Maharashtrians to live in Maharashtra day by day. They have Hitler idols that they secretly worship in their ‘wadas’ I'm sure. A religious ritual that is not secret though is one of throwing babies off a rooftop on bed sheets held below, in Karnataka. Makes them Healthy, wealthy and wise!Uggh!

The poor down trodden OBC’S/SC’s may not be able to afford rice and vegetables at today’s soaring prices, but what they can afford is a decent education at some of the best educational institutes in India. With reservation seats totaling to 49.5%, I'm going to drop out next year and never have kids. We are the privileged people you see, banned from rights, let alone benefits. Even from electricity it seems, as I write this in candlelight.

Stealing the spotlight away from the ridiculous world on all channels are two things, the release of U, ME & HUM, and KRAZZY 4.

In these times of Global warming-turning to cooling-back to sweltering again-, The only sensible thing for privileged people like me who live without AC’s is to catch both the flicks this weekend and chill out while the world spins away.

Its weeks like this when what I once read makes sense: “WORLD STOP, I WANT TO GET OFF.”