I Salute Thee Captain Sunil

For all of us who have a bad day at office and crib at it no length. Read this.

http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Sena_medal_officer_dies_fighting_Ulfa/articleshow/2735951.cms

With all respect to Captain Sunil, who did not even live to celebrate the gallantary award bestowed on him on republic day.

Happy Republic Day

Some guy excerised the fundamental right to steal that the indian constitution has granted us. I opened the door of my house today to see that some guy has flicked away all my footwear, yes each one of them. I am shoeless in Bangalore today. I wonder what made him leave away all my wives footwear untouched. Probably he is scared of her too :-)

And to you Mr. Thief. You will get a couple of boils on your feet in the coming days, you ll repent stealing my shoes. And yes, just one request, next time you decide on flicking someones shoes, atleast leave behind a pair of slippers so we have something to wear to go out and buy new pairs. JERK !

Heres wishing you all a very Happy Republic Day !

Gaddi De Peeche

Read this very interesting social message behind a truck in whitefield yesterday

Save Water. Wear Helmet

Hmm..Nice social message there. But am still wondering how we can save water by wearing a helmet. Any ideas ???

Down the Memory Lane!

Somebody TAGGED me last week with a request to write about the list given below. He/She also mentioned that it will bring bad luck if I do not write within 7 days of receiving the tag. Now, not wanting to call more luck issues than I already have, I decided I will work against the clock and meet the deadline. So yours truly has written a part of this blog sitting in the office cab with curious eyes hovering around and also assuming that I am soooo overloaded with work!

Here goes.

What is the oldest / first memory you carry of :

Of your Mother : I stretched my memory to the limits and the earliest I could reach was a memory of mom sitting with me on the bed making me do my homework must be my 2nd or 3rd standard. There were books thrown all around, and I distinctly remember a scale in her hand as well.

Of crying : Of me being chased by a few dogs in the colony and running back home crying like mad. I still fear dogs!

Of your father : This will tell people how selfish I am! I am somewhere in my primary school and my school starts only in the noon. I want to take the press button umbrella to school and not wear a raincoat. It was raining the morning when Dad leaves for office, but I did not let him take his umbrella, I am not very sure now but I guess he would have reached office soaked to the skin. I took the umbrella to school that day. God punished my selfish day by making that noon the sunniest noon of the monsoon that year! Yeah! I protected myself from the sun just to be able to use it in front of my friends!

Of School : Me Picking up my watermelon shaped water bottle from the shelf. May be 1st standard. I am so surprised this stupid memory is of a earlier date probably than that I have of my mom!!!! Damn me!!!

Of a fight: Me and another guy from my housing colony in Bombay coming to blows over who would ride double seat with one of the older boys of the colony on his “Gear wala” cycle ! I don’t remember either of the guys name. I remember going home with blood on my shirt and bleeding lips.

Of a lie you told: I Flunked in four subjects in my 6th standard and told mom and dad that I flunked only in one. As foolish as I could be. The Lie was bound to be short lived and I was royally jacked when I had to get the marks card signed. I remember not being talked to by mom and dad for more than couple of days!

Of a vacation : Kashmir with my family. Don’t remember the year. But I surely do not remember any earlier vacation.

Of laughing : All of us cousins sitting in the lawn of my Grandpas house in Mangalore and laughing like devils for no rhyme or reason. Must be about 9-10 years old!

Of a class-mate : His name is Don. That’s all I remember. Hey Don :-) If you are reading this.. Remember me??

Of a relative : This one is crystal clear needed no digging in the brains. Of my Mothers younger brother. I so distinctly remember him carrying me to see their new house that was under construction in Mangalore. I even remember him making me sit on the wall as he was talking to the workers there. I guess this makes it to Number one position in the oldest memory I have as a person !!!!

Of a Teacher : Sinha Teacher. 1st standard. I remember her face. I will be able to spot her even today in a crowd!

Of your Brother / Sister : My brother and me shouting together “Maaaaammmmmmmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy” from below our building to call mom from our 3rd floor house in Bombay. Must be 8-9 years here too!

There! Am I a lousy person? To not have earlier than this memories of parents or family?? Whatever!!!!!

Honestly in a way I enjoyed doing this, brought back some nice fond memories and exercised the brains too. I now TAG the millions of people who read my blog to try writing on the same topic. !!

And you, whoever tagged me, Hope you are happy now!

Office Home Office...

A transport strike has made me "Work from home" today, a nice thingy this "Work from home". Lets you blog, See movies, listen to your favorite songs, Sync your Ipod, read a book and work too :-)

Btw, i just noticed that TV is at its boring peak when i am at home! My worldspace refuses to receive signals, the power goes for 2 hours! And work from home is supposed to be fun ?

Its been ages since i read a book, so am starting with Napolean - The definitive Biography today.

Also, some totally unknown person has mailed me with a "TAG" the semi-literate me had no clue what a TAG in the blog world is, since i have ample time today, googled it up and my next post should be about that TAG. I just wish i knew who that person is, the profile is not for display it says !!

Btw, this post is a forced post :-) had promised myself i will write, so scribbled up something. Content or No.... Its my Space anyway :-)

What Has Changed ?

Ten years ago in the year 1997 i was in Goa on new years eve. OK ! Before the millions of people all around the world who read my blog jump to the conclusion that i was there partying ! YOU ARE WRONG. With out digressing onto what i was doing in Goa, Let me get back to the point.

I did not have a cell phone that time, I am not sure if anyone in India had a cell phone then, i was living in distant town named Tivim. YET ! i walked 3.5 Kms to the nearest STD booth to call my family and friends and wish them a Happy New Year at the stroke of mid-night. I hardly had money in my pocket, yet i spent about 20 25 /- to call them up and talk to them. And Believe me 20 25 /- was a huge sum for me then, could have bought me few glasses of beer :-)

Now, coming to the year 2007. I have a cell phone in my pocket, I dont have to walk anywhere to make the call.The bill is paid by the company, dont have to spend a dime on the call. YET, I did not call anyone. It was one common sms to all and sundry.

Am i the only one who has changed for bad, or the world in general has become impersonal. I promise to change !

That brings me to something my Granny sarcastically told me a few months back. Heres what she said.

"Few years back people did not have the means to make calls, talk to near and dear ones, but had the will. Now all of you are walking with the means to talk to near and dear ones in your hands, but do not have the will"

Hard Hitting Fact Eh ? Well.....

Overheard.....

Overheard this at office today.

GUY 1 : Hey ! My manager has asked me to develop this report from scratch, Can you help me out?

GUY 2 : Sure Man, Just ask your boss where he wants to be scratched, and then we can start !

Lol....