Thursday, April 19, 2007

rain rain go away.. come again another day!!

Seems like I'm unintentionally falling into following a certain weekly time-table of blogging on Thursday nights, since sometime now!

not my fault! for one, I have those late night con-calls on Thursdays late in the evening.. n now as though that wasn't enough, the B'lore mango showers are following a weekly time-table as well.. it rained during the evening last Wednesday, n so did it this week! It was raining late in the night last Thursday, n so does it today!! mebbe my colleague's right, I should've got my raincoat!!

It's funny to be in office at this hour.. most of us hapless souls are waiting for the mighty rain to subside.. n wot's even funny is d variations in rain induced mood swings of ppl across the zone.. i can hear a bon jovi playing somewhere at the other end.. n someone's playing Anu Mallik's 'Why did you break my heart' somewhere nearby!! aaargh... no! i seriously dont feel like listening to these right nw! lemme get my headphone n hunt for my favourite late-night-at-work-cheer song. I've always luvd this one for it's upbeat music..

well its already past 10pm, n i better get going! The rain's in no mood to say bye-bye.. but now I've got a song in my mind and a smile on my lips! :)

wot the heck, it's just a peck!!

You want to know the A-Z of Indian Culture, pls approach the self appointed moral guards of India! They are way too much wise when it comes to Culture.. you dint know how they've taken up the cause of a poor li'l Indian damsel in distress? The irony is, the damsel in question doesn't think there was anything wrong with the act! but hey, who's she to judge/decide that! The moral police babus feel that the victim in question here is Indian Culture!! and they are not going to let that happen! well fair enough.. you burn effigies of the phirangs.. you burn effigies of the deshdrohis who support them, blinded by the evil western influence.. so, what did you gain? prime-time coverage on national television! not a bad idea, ryt?

When I heard this first, what first came to my mind was the Rakhi-Mika-pappi episode! Mebbe these guys were busy taking a nap when that lady in question needed help.. they just opted to karaoke to the Mika guy's song with those moron brothers(hey what were their names, btw? who cares, anyways!)..

I wonder where these babus were when many hapless women needed support n justice.. when they were humiliated, harassed, molested, violated and raped! 99% of those atrocities must surely have gone unnoticed, and the culprits unpunished.

What about the Nithari murders? We never heard of anyone burning down the accused's mansion in Chandigarh.. we never heard these babus even staging a mass movement for getting him a capital punishment.. we were mute spectators while the CBI acquitted one of them (the most influential of them)!

was it because the victims weren't as famous for them to gain any mileage out of all the drama?
are these moral policing babus, just a bunch of sick parasites who feed on the fame of their victims?

hey, btw did you hear of the brand new moral police force of India? Way to go!!

Hail the Great Indian Culture Tamaasha!

Friday, April 13, 2007

t'was a lovely week!

discovered a handful of things all over again..

for one, the rain!! t'was a welcome relief .. n i just realised how fun it is, to get drenched in those mango showers, after a real long time! totally loved it.. though it made me miss the kerala rains a lot! made a resolution to make sure that I take a vacation to kerala during the monsoon!!

kick started my long forgotten n forsaken fitness regime.. took the help of my dear friend, Anubha to help me remember all that we learnt during those Art of Living classes, a couple of years back... n also learned that the joggers track in our neighbourhood park, is pretty good for early morning jogs! :)

had a looong chat over the phone with an old friend Pachu, n was soo delighted that we could just pick up the threads from where we left them, a couple of years back.. know wot, the best part was to discover the new person which she's become... n getting to share all those newly acquired enlightenments n experiences.. t'was awesome.. thnx Paach, it really meant a lot!

and last but not the least, it was totally great to belong to a girlie gang, after a real long time!! all through my school days to college days, i've always been a part of one.. and since the past 7 years, that's something I've been missing the most.. and yesterday, i suddenly discovered one! we've been a part of this enthu team since sometime.. but the way in which all of us just opened up yesterday, was unbelievable.. n hey, today we had an all girlie-girlie lunch as well!!

what i find the most funny is the fact that I've been more of a loner since sometime.. n I've been liking it as well... only when I got back to that good old mode, did I realise what I've been missing all this while..

And yeah, finally, the org bash we've been planning all this week, went on well!! long time since I had laughed my heart away, like this! was too much of an effort, getting it done since most of the co-workers were too non-co-operative about having fun.. all of us were totally drained off our last bit of energy as well as our cool.. but there's nothing denying the fact that, we've had 'the' most fun time, getting it organised!! n hey hey.. i've never ever done a pookkalam/pookolam till date... n today, I got a chance to do just that!! ain't it rewarding enough?!!

lovely end to a totally fab week...
sheesh.. i dont want to think about coming over to work tomorrow, on a Saturday, to get done with my pending AIs, though!!!

photo courtesy: ShaliniM | slideshow courtesy: ShaliniG

Thursday, April 5, 2007

Misfortune never comes alone...

Hema took the help of her Kannada literate colleagues to decode the manuscript written in the ticket.. The policeman had written in there, that we were on the wrong lane!!! n he has even specified the address of the court where we'll be asked to go to, if we fail to produce the papers at the Station within the deadline! when I got to hear this news late in the evening, I felt this sudden urge to use all those filthy words (yeah, the ones I had learnt long back during my Engineering college days - primarily to curse the Mechanical engg. guys) against him!

The boiling point of my blood is usually very low.. I tend to lose my temper very soon.. But then, I'm not one of those people who just declare pompously that, 'I am what I am.. it's in my genes..' n just get away with it.. I, for one, have tried verry veryy diligently to get over this bad habit of mine.. 'Stephen Covey' spoke about unlearning bad habits, in the book '7 habits of highly effective people', which I found very convincing... I've been able to get over it many a times since then.. but yesterday, i felt I was losing it, Very Badly..

One of my colleagues adviced me to just not bother about it.. 'tear it off and get done with it', he said.. but then we weren't too sure of it.. the MayoHall Court's address was kinda ringing danger bells.. we definitely didn't want to get into all that mess..

Hema decided that she's not going to take me to the Police Station.. But how.. oh how, could she expect me to stay away from it and send my li'l sister alone to that place.. (Police stations in India always have a shady, scary image.. n more so, for women! Even Govt. offices aren't any better..Once when I went to pay the Entry fee to the Karnataka Govt, after transporting my scooter from Punjab to here, they calculated the fee to be something to the tune of 1.5k.. and the guy who wrote the bill, had the audacity to demand 'something' from me.. I asked, 'how much??' for which he replied with another question: 'how much do you have?'.. i told him, i dont know about the volume of this 'something'.. for which, he demanded another 900rs!! I raised my voice a bit, demanding why would I want to give him that, when he isn't doing me any favour.. I'm paying the fee which's due to me! n then he hushes me down, concerned that his officer sitting in the other room may overhear.. apparentently, the officer must've been a 'good' guy.. n so I was spared!) I somehow managed to convince her that I'll keep my bigmouth shut and let her do all the talking..
Though, till date, whenever we went to government offices like the RTO/ to pay the Karnataka Entry fee for vehicle / the insurance office or whatever.. I've been the one, who has been doing the talking.. even with that hellish cable TV operator.. the language these ppl speak is totally different.. Im not refering to the 'language' per se... but their tone of speech n pushy nature.. one needs to talk to them in the same tongue to make one's way through it.. Hema always used to keep silent.. she knew her big sister would do better.. that she's learnt it the hard way..

Anyways, yesterday, it was a different story.. she said she'll handle it.. n I trusted her.. though I convinced her to take me along with her to the Station..
She came to pick me up, late in the evening.. n we decided not to venture into that ominous stretch of one-way.. (Hema had noticed a lot of cops on her way to office.. mebbe it was some kind of a deadline for them to issue the maximum number of tickets or something! Otherwise, it's the beginning of the month.. normally these guys make a beeline to the one-ways during month-ends when they're short of change! And then, they have this very notorious reputation of hiding behind the bushes n shades, waiting for their prey.. many of the one-way stretches in Bangalore don't have the 'one-way' boards anywhere.. and the way in which they are structured, is such that for a person to travel from "X" to "Y", he has to make his way through atleast 3 traffic signals at "A" , "L" and "T" to reach "Y"... and they keep complaining about the alarming traffic congestions throughout the city!)

So we took the other road, only to find a boy (of around 16/18 yrs) jump in front of us..he stopped us, and pointed to a couple of cops hiding in the shade (again!).. I couldn't believe it's happening to us!! twice the same day!! (yeah, u guessed it ryt, my blood again shot past it's boiling point!) Again another session of reasoning with that cop, telling him we are on our way to pay the fine for the same crime we apparently did today morning.. the scronful man was just tooo delighted at our plight.. he started screaming on top of his voice, calling over even the pedastrians going that way (just like those Autowallahs after any silly road scuffle) to discuss these 2 silly women, violating traffic rules twice a day (though everyone knows it's more about getting caught, than violating it..)All this while, atleast a dozen 2-wheelers went past the same one-way in the wrong direction, while no one bothered to stop them!! I asked him to show me the one-way board anywhere there.. but hey hey.. u aren't entitled to question an Indian Policeman, ryt? it's his sole right to question people.. But then, thank God, Hema intervened.. I couldn't believe my kid sister could really convince that moron to spare us from getting another ticket issued!! I was a proud sister.. but both of us were visibly shaken by this followup misadventure.. ok, so we were spared.. but then, we couldn't find our scooter keys.. we searched for it everywhere.. but no!! it was nowhere to be found.. after a couple of minutes, that 'young boy' comes back, consults the cops, n returns the key to us!!! Welcome to Bangalore, the garden city.. the IT corridor.. the looter's haven!!

Ok, so we took the route through "A" , "L" and "T" to reach the Police Station.. all this while, expecting any cop to jump out of one of those bushes n announce another violation of traffic rules! Once we reached the Police Station, we found that there's no parking space around, though we could spot a handful of scooters parked along the side of the lane.. but hey... by then, we both were kinda paranoid.. There's this saying 'onnil pizhachaal moonnu' (if it happens more than once, most probably it'll stop only at count '3').. so we were expecting the 3rd one in the series to happen any minute.. Hema left me perched on the front seat of the scooter with my mobile phone in my hands, so that if a cop comes over, I can tell him that I just stopped here to attend a call.. and yeah, she made me wear the helmet too.. I dont want to get fined again for not wearing the helmet, ryt?!!

Thankfully, Hems came out very soon.. n the fine also wasn't too hefty either.. 100rs.. but the tension we went through was much more.. on our way back, we were on the constant lookout for the 3rd misfortune, to complete the trilogy.. but no.. nothing happened by the grace of God.. we both had a good night's sleep ..

Hema left for office too early today... I decided to go late, as I'll have to stay late for the late night con-call as well.. I walked in to office to realise that I dont have my Access card with me.. I took a loaner's card from the reception.. n then I realise, I dont have the keys to my cupboard either.. my laptop is locked up in there, n I needed it pretty badly today!! I had left all these in Hema's bag yesterday, while waiting outside the Police station.. Hema had to come all the way back to my office to get me these things.. Poor Hems had gone half-an-hr early to office, only to waste an hour unnecessarily on this!! :(

But I hope, the misfortune trilogy must've got completed by now!

Just logged into this community, I share with some of my pretty close pals of College days.. Dimple's going through some bad patch of time.. n so is Anjusha.. I guess it's all in the air...

I guess (as silly as it might sound) the best idea to combat the bad times is to 'keep smiling'! who knows, the bad times themselves may just lose interest n go their own way! :)

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

oh what a start to the day!

Today's a busy day for Hema n Me at our respective workplaces. She had some stuff to get done with as it's the end of this Financial year, and the beginning of the next. For me, this is a crucial day, of approving our component's bits for integration with the Product. So, we took our headbaths early in the morning, and headed for work early.. Hema was a bit disturbed by the sight of the bengaluru mahanagarapalike sweeper with her broomstick, as she opened the gate to get the scooter out! (in this part of the world, it's said to be a bad omen to see someone with a broomstick early in the morning, on our way out to somewhere)..

Anyways, we just rushed off soon.. and as always Hems dropped me in front of my office which's at a distance of around a km from home. She took a U-turn to stop the scooter in front of the gate, which happens to be the end of a one-way. Bad news always have such precise timing... n so, a Traffic policeman, on a white phutphutiya just stopped in front of us and pointed to the one-way board behind us.. we tried to reason with him that we didn't come that way at all.. infact the 'one-way' board was way behind us.. but he was the last one to be convinced. He asked for the licence and the papers. We opened the small casing under the seat, to find that the papers are not there.. Mebbe we must've taken it out while cleaning the scooter or something! So there we were, in the most pitiful state, on a busy Wednesday morning! The policeman asked for our names, our Father's name, address, phone number, age and jotted down something in kannada (the kannada illiterate us, dont know whether he's written about the wrong lane as well!) in a memo, and handed it over to us, asking us to produce the papers of the scooter, along with the licence at the nearest police station!

planning to go there this Friday, as it is a holiday.. for Good Friday.
just when i thought of relaxing this weekend after a real hectic month!! n going for some shopping as well..
so now, all that time n money is gonna go to a godforsaken police station!!

Sometimes, everything just seems to go totally wrong!!

I just wrote about this to a dear friend, Shalini Grover, who replied back with a very thoughtful and beautiful message :


Yeah I know there are sometimes when everything seems to go all wrong…But read this…

God's Timing is Right:

What ever that happens in life, happens for stop worrying about the future and forget the past

After Sept. 11th, one company invited the remaining members of other companies who had been decimated by the attack on the Twin Towers to share their available office space. At a morning meeting, the head of security told stories of why these people were alive...... and all the stories were just the 'L I T LE' things.

As you might know, the head of the company survived that day because his son started kindergarten.

Another fellow was alive because it was his turn to bring donuts.

One woman was late because her alarm clock didn't go off in time.

One of them missed his bus. One spilled food on her clothes and had to take time to change.

One's car wouldn't start.

One went back to answer the telephone.

One had a child that dawdled and didn't get ready as soon as he should have.

One couldn't get a taxi.

The one that struck me was the man who put on a new pair of shoes that morning, took the various means to get to work but before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot. He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today.

Now when I am stuck in traffic, miss an elevator, turn back to answer a ringing telephone... all the little things that annoy me. I think to myself, this is exactly where God wants me to be at this very moment...

Next time your morning seems to be going wrong, the children are slow getting dressed, you can't seem to find the car keys, you hit every traffic light, don't get mad or frustrated.

God is at work watching over you.


Oh by the way, Hema just called up to tell me that the papers and licence were with her in her officebag, and she failed to realise it then!!! We might go to the police station today itself!