ban?

I am still not surprised why many Indians who come to the States are much more disciplined than counterparts of their own age (some would sneer and call them prude). It is interesting how Universities in India can still go ahead and boldly issue bans on clothes and now.. cell phones!. I can't imagine such a statement released here...

due since quite sometime

got widgets?

if..

you were a cartoon, what would you be?

Lonely planet

has a wealth of knowledge of the entire world(I mean it literally). Wonder if it would be a good idea for them to foray into offering service, package tours and travels. Travel on a shoestring budget, backpacking, sleeping in dorms, walking around the city..raw and simple fun..would you be game for it?

Words of wisdom Part(forgot the number)

Carrie says:
Even though the guys who look great on paper swoon us and pamper us, we somehow end up with guys who ride motorbikes and don't even have a checking account.

Are women just cynical or sadistic enough to land up with men who mean detruit to them? Some have an opinion that women do that just to have something to talk about and crib to their friends..Shocking as it seems, it is sure an interesting point of view and I can see where that might come from, given the fact that we do talk a lot..a real lot and to some extent are considered nagging :).

change?

wanna know how much you have changed? Pluck yourself away from today, put yourself in your crowd (gang, group)of 5 years ago and look at yourself.
Realization: Dang!I do soooo little these days..is it laziness?

gosh!

is anyone not going to annoy me or bite me today??!!!

another crash..

in Peru. A minute of silent prayer for the souls..

do you remember the time..?

I distincly remember monsoon season (dont wonder if we ever had any in Madras..Darn Yes!WE sure did). Rain was always fun, splotch, splash, squish, sqwack...It was
times of paper boats, wet shoes, soggy socks. Unreasonable smiles and laughter, never ending squeals and chatter. It always filled me with a strange sense of bright happiness to see the sky cloudy and gloomy (hahaha, that really sounds strange in writing). AJ and myself had a fancy for rain. We used to play word games, trying to describe what the rain is actually doing..coming up with the craziest of things starting from laundrying the earth to overflow of tanks in heaven!

leaving this as a WIP

hit f5?

I always used to wonder if I can ever hit F5 for life..well, change the way I lived, the influences around me, go back in time, wish I was somewhere else doing something else..
I must admit, I am changing my thoughts. I was watching this newscast the other day about the lives of soldiers returning from battlefields and that made me feel small about myself. Now here are beings that fight actual wars, be around all the bloodshed, hear constant blasts, live through the death of a friend, more often than not- a gruesome one, suspect everyone as an enemy, be alert round the clock, miss home be it child birth or birthdays, fear death and yet face it, smell blood and yet live through it, help torn victims, keep hoping that the war would end;they would be sent back home happy and yet wake up every morning fully armed and ready to attack..When these guys come back home, how numbed do they feel? Could they start leading normal lives? Their social psyche would have been soo affected that normal lives might seem strange and untouching to them..still wonder why so many people need to be affected in so many different ways, so uncalled for..Am I thinking too much about wars?

I am usually 'CNNing' while rushing around trying to get to work on time. The thing that is bothering me of late is the immense amount of terrorist activities around. There hasn't been a single day that I haven't heard of a riot, a blast, a crash..may be it is just me or may be it is just living in the US, but so many deaths can get to you..Is there a need for so much of blood shed?A minute of prayer for all the souls that suffer the misdeeds of others, the souls who pay the price for the whims and fancies of some politicians, the innocent lives who face misfortune due to the fanatics and their beliefs..these things make one realize life is short, unpredictable..just need to be thankful for what I am , what I have and where I am..

what is happening?

Everyone I know seems to be doing 12 hour days at work..don't freak out, it is friday and I am still @ work!

Tu peur?

de quoi? Fears are of two types:
1. No matter who tells you what to convince you that there is no need to go through this emotion for the reason that you have in mind, you are still bloody scared.. you would never challenge it, allay it. Like my fear of ghosts, devils, paranormal elements.
2. It exists in your mind, lies quietly in your subconscious. You know that weak spot but you conscious does everything that you strong will wants to, to keep that fear from raising its ugly head. Now, there comes along a soul, whistling with his hands in his pockets(meant to show how casual this unaware being is), talks and bam! has started a lightning speed trail of thought that touches your spot in your subconscious. Unconsciously, you start fearing. Then comes along a whole plethora of things (buy one get gazillion free?), anxiety, tension, worries, nervousness, agitation, opportunity cost calculation(nah! kidding, was just testing if you were actually reading my blog:)) tudu tudu (after the rigmarole about "y..a, y..a", I choose not to hurt the psentiments of fans, and tada, my own convenience,well, lets get back to the point anyway)..
so yeah, after all those emotions, well, successfully, you fear again.
Now ,what would be interesting is the strategy adopted to allay these fears. As in case one, there is none. Interestingly, when one takes measures towards it, cases where the biggest nightmares have come true are the only cases that you would come across. This leads to strengthening your fear and
dang..another fear now, need to get back to work, will b back, je te promis!

mum's the word

Since early last week, I have been talking..a lot! Now, people who know me assume that I am one by nature, but trust me, this time beats the h$%^ out of all other times I have been talkative. Thatz prolly why I never came in to talk here. Beyond one point, I get a feeling that people hear me, but aren't listening to me. Negotiating, talking, dealing with people..oh my goodness! has been extremely tiring and draining. Makes me wonder, how did people carry out negotiations for months!!! Are they serious? Usually, when I have a problem, I think of it for a week, at the max, then its just the solution implementation. My philosophy has been, if u can't find a solution in one week, your mind is not trained to find a solution for it! A perfect catch 22, a philosophers (for some strange reason, can't remember the right spelling)problem..how do we resolve when the problem itself is a recursive loop? Every solution I give seems to be shot down, trashed, punched holes into..not that I mind it, but when no other obvious solution comes up, I guess to land up with one, I might have to go ahead with my own..my way or the high way :).

One more thing has been worrying me, all my conversation has been so much over the cell phone that I would be surprised if it hasn't had an effect on my brain. The other day, I absent mindedly was playing with my ears and I suddenly realized that they hurt badly and were red! I fear if it is going to get heated and get stuck to my ear. Anyone heard long term effects of cell phone utilization on human brain?

Well, in all, I am going to be silent for sometime. But guess what? I have a long meeting this evening, and I guess the last thing that my boss wants is me silent..so Hear me for one last time: Not that I want to be talking but even if I want to remain silent, look, no one else around me wants me that way..don't blame me, I am a benevolent person :)