Tuesday, October 26, 2010

They say, if there is enough space for a cockroach to insert its whiskers into, then that space is enough for the entire cockroach to get into that space. Actually the cockroach calculates the space it needs that way.

Similarly, for most of the men, if their tummy can get into a space then they can fit into or get through that space.

As a corollary: For most men, their tummies make an entrance and then they do.
As a lesson: Reduce tummy.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

speaking of love

Recently a friend confided in me about his married life. I asked him the usual question shot at newly weds. I asked him how was married life treating him. Without a moments delay he said, good. We are completely involved. We make it a point that the other half (often referred to as better half, not to sound rude) is not left out. We share everything. My curiosity got the better of me and I asked him to explain. His explanation is as below, in first person for the sake of 'getting into his shoes'

We share a lot of things. Sometimes we take-up the whole thing. She shares all her expenses and I share all my money. When I asked her about the plans for the weekend, she said, she would like to try the new hotel at Jayanagar. She also asked, should she bring back anything for me at home or do I wish to cook on the weekend aswell. See, she still thinks about me.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Its all about being connected

Since we work at different locations (4 to be specific), we peers communicate using Google talk. If the manager asks someone what is happening at some location, they just ping their colleague working at that location and report back casually. He was not aware that we used to communicate among ourselves before answering his questions. We all appeared real smart by being aware of what the other person is working on. There was another benift due to this. Before any bomb (workload dumping, called delegation) being dropped, we would be aware because the manager has this habit of thinking out loud and our colleague messaging us about the oncoming work. We, ofcourse as good employees, would find a reason to say we were busy by time the call arrives.

Recently he realized we were all chatting among ourselves just before answering him, all thanks to my colleague who was away when I pinged him. Now my manager thinks adding everyone on his messenger list would make him efficient and also avoid dialing the 100digits before making a call (those sick password restrictions). All of us added the boss to our messenger lists. Now before we would realize what hit us, we would be neck deep in work.

Not to appear suspicious, gradually we all signed in as invisible. Now we are back on track at appearing smart (appearing only). We ping each other, but do not reply to the boss as we were not online. These days he thinks we are too busy to come online and also doesn't give us his work to complete. Bottom line of this, in case you are online and have me on your messenger list and feel like talking or even saying a small hi, ping me. I am online, always. If you are the important one, I will reply back.  All this is needed in case I don't wanna be too busy.

Of course I might have marked myself as busy, so that the status message does the talking for the ones you wanna avoid. Because for the ones I want to talk to, I talk to on the phone ;) because its all about being connected.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

At home

When I get home this time around I wish ...

I could ride in the peak hour traffic and sit through a jam without cribbing
I could eat at Vidyarthi Bhavan licking my fingers
I could eat an idli and a kilo of chutney at Veena stores
I could run the entire perimeter of Lal bagh and Cubbon park, not together necessarily
I could run atleast from 45th cross to 29th cross in Jayanagar (provided the trees are still around)
I could go for an early morning shoot at BR Hills, starting by mid-night on bike

I could go to Mangalore for a week
I could ask the fisherman I befriended to take me out for an entire day on his boat when he goes fishing
I could sit for an entire sunset, without telling sunsets are over-rated
I could eat an ice-cream at Ideals everyday I am in Mangalore
I could go to an areca field and smell the sweet blossoms of arecanut blooms (supari)
I could sit around listening to my friends, and not pass any sarcastic comments.

I could make myself at home when I get home. But every wish need not be fulfilled.