Well...thats it. Its official. Im a rat. in the rat race...
How did i come to the conclusion???
Well, for the past few days, ive been working out of cabins in delhi and blr, which are home to an exalted few...Consulting folks would appreciate the meaning of a cabin, and the men (well, sad truth is, there aint no women) in suits...
The more i sit in a cabin, the more i want one for myself. And i had this conversation with a partner today which went on these lines...
Him: So,you are the type who works morn to noon, 24 hours a day huh???No life, no family...intending to stay single for the next 10 years kya...
Me: (Normally i would have taken off for his intrusion in my life, but was in a mellow mood)...Kya karen sirjee, yeh Firm hi aisa hai...if i want a personal life, its at the cost of a career, aur cabin milna hai tho.....But then, you never know...jo hoga so hoga
Him: Not really, all u need to do is slow down....
Me: Slow down or not, with the exception of one lady, who is married, is there any one beyond director level in this firm
Him: Nahin hain kya????
Me:Ha...thats the point...this place is unfriendly to women
Him: gives me a weird look and changes subject
Now the logic of all this conversation was, that it got me thinking that its a great quandry in life...If i had been male, and this conversation happened, it would have been more on the lines of "teri biwi tera khoon kardegi", and no mention of slowing down...
Coming back to the cabin...As i spoke to him, i made a mention of wanting my own cabin, and a little later it hit me... i really want That Cabin!!! Well thats one quandry out of this window...whether here or elsewhere, i really want that cabin... its upto me to figure out how to do it...
And as for a corner cabin, i assume thats what ill want in a while from getting the cabin...after all those are the top dog's picks
Well, here comes the rat...(sing in Mendehlson's wedding march tune)
Tra-la-la-la
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Where do i begin...
These are lyrics i love, and dont want to keep googling for it
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Status check...
Havent been blogging in a while now, in fact stopped checking my usual blogroll too... Tinkerbells has blogged with some super news, and ill need to talk to her. Bangalore torpedo stopped blogging, mores the pity.
As for me, its not that ive been run off my feet with work and so havent penned a line or two. More that havent been inclined to do so...From Jan, life seems to have been a flurry of activity. Work. travel. . fun. books. food. Hyderabad. Bangalore. Hyderabad. Bangalore. Some Chennai. Some more Hyd. Some more Blore. Now Delhi. More Hyd. Cell phone. Chat. Did i mention cell phone? Insomnia. More insomnia. IPL. Chennai. Live commentary on sms. More cellphone. More insomnia. My car. Bluetooth. More cellphone.
Life certainly wasnt as happening earlier:)
Am lovin it... and that phrase reminds me that dominoes has released a new stuffed crunch pizza which is absolutely adorably amazing:) On that note, its time for dinner... Ciao
As for me, its not that ive been run off my feet with work and so havent penned a line or two. More that havent been inclined to do so...From Jan, life seems to have been a flurry of activity. Work. travel. . fun. books. food. Hyderabad. Bangalore. Hyderabad. Bangalore. Some Chennai. Some more Hyd. Some more Blore. Now Delhi. More Hyd. Cell phone. Chat. Did i mention cell phone? Insomnia. More insomnia. IPL. Chennai. Live commentary on sms. More cellphone. More insomnia. My car. Bluetooth. More cellphone.
Life certainly wasnt as happening earlier:)
Am lovin it... and that phrase reminds me that dominoes has released a new stuffed crunch pizza which is absolutely adorably amazing:) On that note, its time for dinner... Ciao
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Om Shanti Om...Unexploited Potential
OmPrakash Makhija to Shantipriya: "Friendship mein no sorry, no thank you" (Circa 1970s). Outside the room a young man listens and makes notes. Thus is born the world famous dialogue of Maine Pyar Kiya
Pappu (played by Shreyas Talpade) to a wannabe actor (Circa 1970s): "Govinda Ahuja - Yeh kya naam hain. Iske Saath tu actor kaisa banegaa". Govinda Ahuja "Sir, mein sirf Govinda rakhoonga to chalegaa?". Pappu " Haan haan. Chal jaayegaa." Thus is born Govinda in bollywood!
Such are the incidents that pepper the first half of the pre-interval part of Om Shanti Om. The movie India has awaited with bated breath.
Frankly, the movie was worth a watch. However it left me with the feeling "Damn, she (Farah Khan) could have done so much more with the movie". The problem with the formula used here is that she is not quite sure what the movie is supposed to be. Is it a comedy, a drama, a ghost story, a "Gas-light" types psychotic thriller??? The second half gets highly predictable, and the ending (not the credits-thats another ballgame) leaves you with many unanswered questions. How is it possible that the Climax- Arjun Rampal gets trapped under a chandelier in the middle of a Muhurat shot of a movie - shifts from being in the middle of a large crowd, to being all alone with SRK in the same room in the blink of an eye. What happens at the end anyway? Villan dies aided by the ghost of Shanti Priya, and What happens to SRK's plan of exposing his villainy??? Noone knows. The highlights of the second half are the scenes SRK shoots for "Apaahij Pyaar" (a movie where he is handless, legless, deaf, mute and blind), and the filmfare award scenes : Kudos to Akshay and Aby Baby II!!!!
The end credits rock. All the crew from SRK, Karan Johar (his costume designer), the debutante heroine, Farah Khan, spotboys, lighting men and setting men get to walk the red carpet! That frankly was the best piece of the movie...
Pappu (played by Shreyas Talpade) to a wannabe actor (Circa 1970s): "Govinda Ahuja - Yeh kya naam hain. Iske Saath tu actor kaisa banegaa". Govinda Ahuja "Sir, mein sirf Govinda rakhoonga to chalegaa?". Pappu " Haan haan. Chal jaayegaa." Thus is born Govinda in bollywood!
Such are the incidents that pepper the first half of the pre-interval part of Om Shanti Om. The movie India has awaited with bated breath.
Frankly, the movie was worth a watch. However it left me with the feeling "Damn, she (Farah Khan) could have done so much more with the movie". The problem with the formula used here is that she is not quite sure what the movie is supposed to be. Is it a comedy, a drama, a ghost story, a "Gas-light" types psychotic thriller??? The second half gets highly predictable, and the ending (not the credits-thats another ballgame) leaves you with many unanswered questions. How is it possible that the Climax- Arjun Rampal gets trapped under a chandelier in the middle of a Muhurat shot of a movie - shifts from being in the middle of a large crowd, to being all alone with SRK in the same room in the blink of an eye. What happens at the end anyway? Villan dies aided by the ghost of Shanti Priya, and What happens to SRK's plan of exposing his villainy??? Noone knows. The highlights of the second half are the scenes SRK shoots for "Apaahij Pyaar" (a movie where he is handless, legless, deaf, mute and blind), and the filmfare award scenes : Kudos to Akshay and Aby Baby II!!!!
The end credits rock. All the crew from SRK, Karan Johar (his costume designer), the debutante heroine, Farah Khan, spotboys, lighting men and setting men get to walk the red carpet! That frankly was the best piece of the movie...
Sunday, October 28, 2007
A story of apples and oranges
The story of apples and oranges
Long long ago, in Orchardland, there lived a family of apples. The Head Apple was a Happy go lucky fruit, and was a genuinely nice apple. One day, two strange orange fruits wanted to join the apple family. The Head Apple, being a progressive fruit, thought to himself “New Blood means new ideas, so we shall make them part of the apple family”. And thus, the oranges were included in the apple family.
Life went on as usual, and the Head Apple realized that the orange fruits had their own traits, which could be quite useful. They were citric, and hence brought a new flavor to the apple family. The two oranges, however were slowly, but steadily acclimatizing themselves.
As time progressed, both oranges grew and matured, Orange No 1 recognized that it was different from its family members, but also that it could get along with the family as long as it didn’t presume to takeover the life of an apple. Orange No 2 however, thought itself to be an apple and a superior apple at that. The Head Apple was fond of the two oranges, as they had brightened up the family, and indeed brought a new flavor to the family
One day, the Head Apple decided it was time to bring a democratic style into the Apple family, and called for a meeting of senior apples to discuss some important issues. Apples from all branches of the family came for this meeting. Now this was when some apples met the oranges for the first time, and they remarked on the fact that two aliens had been allowed inside the inner core. News soon reached the Head Apple’s ears, and the Head Apple took the dissenters to task, and made it clear that they were all one big happy family.
The Head Apple convened the meeting on a bright and sunny day, and all senior apples and the two oranges were invited. The meeting started, and issues were debated with fervor. The two oranges contributed where possible, the first orange not being too vocal, as it believed itself to be not of much use in a non-citric lifestyle. The other orange, under the belief that it was a superior apple, was far more vocal.
One of the key decisions to be taken was the recommended proportion of apple to milk in a milk shake. A heated argument followed, in the course of which the second orange spoke up with a strong opinion. “One apple to one glass is the ideal proportion. You can experiment with me, I shall sacrifice myself for this” it said. At this speech, the entire gathering burst out laughing. The orange was looking bewildered, and looked at its beloved Head Apple for guidance, and said “Head Apple, you know I am speaking sense, these other apples are talking in their narrow mindedness”.
The Head Apple was looking annoyed, and told the orange “What do you know about milkshake? You have a different acidic composition to that of us apples. Yes, I allow you to be part of the family, but remember you are from a tropical area. We apples are grown in harsh winters and have gone through far more rigors than you have. Do not take my indulgence to mean that I consider you equal to an apple”
The Orange was Squashed. It had learnt its lesson the hard way.
Moral of the story: Apples are apples, and oranges are oranges. Mixing the two is good as long as it is in a fruit salad, but if you try to whip the two together to mingle its taste, it’s a recipe for disaster.
Long long ago, in Orchardland, there lived a family of apples. The Head Apple was a Happy go lucky fruit, and was a genuinely nice apple. One day, two strange orange fruits wanted to join the apple family. The Head Apple, being a progressive fruit, thought to himself “New Blood means new ideas, so we shall make them part of the apple family”. And thus, the oranges were included in the apple family.
Life went on as usual, and the Head Apple realized that the orange fruits had their own traits, which could be quite useful. They were citric, and hence brought a new flavor to the apple family. The two oranges, however were slowly, but steadily acclimatizing themselves.
As time progressed, both oranges grew and matured, Orange No 1 recognized that it was different from its family members, but also that it could get along with the family as long as it didn’t presume to takeover the life of an apple. Orange No 2 however, thought itself to be an apple and a superior apple at that. The Head Apple was fond of the two oranges, as they had brightened up the family, and indeed brought a new flavor to the family
One day, the Head Apple decided it was time to bring a democratic style into the Apple family, and called for a meeting of senior apples to discuss some important issues. Apples from all branches of the family came for this meeting. Now this was when some apples met the oranges for the first time, and they remarked on the fact that two aliens had been allowed inside the inner core. News soon reached the Head Apple’s ears, and the Head Apple took the dissenters to task, and made it clear that they were all one big happy family.
The Head Apple convened the meeting on a bright and sunny day, and all senior apples and the two oranges were invited. The meeting started, and issues were debated with fervor. The two oranges contributed where possible, the first orange not being too vocal, as it believed itself to be not of much use in a non-citric lifestyle. The other orange, under the belief that it was a superior apple, was far more vocal.
One of the key decisions to be taken was the recommended proportion of apple to milk in a milk shake. A heated argument followed, in the course of which the second orange spoke up with a strong opinion. “One apple to one glass is the ideal proportion. You can experiment with me, I shall sacrifice myself for this” it said. At this speech, the entire gathering burst out laughing. The orange was looking bewildered, and looked at its beloved Head Apple for guidance, and said “Head Apple, you know I am speaking sense, these other apples are talking in their narrow mindedness”.
The Head Apple was looking annoyed, and told the orange “What do you know about milkshake? You have a different acidic composition to that of us apples. Yes, I allow you to be part of the family, but remember you are from a tropical area. We apples are grown in harsh winters and have gone through far more rigors than you have. Do not take my indulgence to mean that I consider you equal to an apple”
The Orange was Squashed. It had learnt its lesson the hard way.
Moral of the story: Apples are apples, and oranges are oranges. Mixing the two is good as long as it is in a fruit salad, but if you try to whip the two together to mingle its taste, it’s a recipe for disaster.
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Hope this one comes true
Was recollecting a conversation with someone i had a few years ago, where i had told him my top three things to do in life were
- Go to scotland and see Loch Ness
- Go to Wimbledon and eat strawberries and cream
- Go to Nazca in peru!!!
Looks like the first two may just happen next month...
Ive always been facinated by history, more so since i stopped studying it for marks. And ive always enjoyed picking up books (though mostly romances) set in the elizabethan era, or that of WIlliam the conqueror. Be it the Battle of Hastings, or the merry wives of windsor...England has a history that has never ceased to amaze me. And i finally get to see some of it...
Saxon - Norman - English - Scot - Welsh - Irish... Cromwell - Tudor - Windsor - Marys, elizabeths, henrys, edwards and georges are galore... A piece of eternity...thats what this visit promises to be.
Here's hoping that i get that drive to Inverness
God save the queen!!! At least till i return home safe:)
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Some good days!
There are some conversations which you wish never started. And there are some which you wish never ended. Predictably, the latter are far far rarer than the former.
I met someone who talked non-stop for 6 hours with us, and gave us some good insights into life through the way he did business. One anecdote that remained with me was something he quoted from a speech made to a gathering. A statement was made saying that you need commitment to be successful. The said gentleman disagreed and recounted to me, that he had stood there and said that it was passion+patience which helps a person succeed
Another conversation that i remember from ages ago was with someone who was very dear. Somehow we grew apart, and im not sure if i want to regain our past relationship, because we both have moved on to become different people. I remember thinking that the said person would survive because of an innate code of honor i perceived there. But today, i look at the same person, and wonder, where are all those honorable intentions vanished??? Yet another rat in the race has been formed! But those days with long conversations about nothing in particular yet everything in general were indeed memorable...
C'est La Vie
I met someone who talked non-stop for 6 hours with us, and gave us some good insights into life through the way he did business. One anecdote that remained with me was something he quoted from a speech made to a gathering. A statement was made saying that you need commitment to be successful. The said gentleman disagreed and recounted to me, that he had stood there and said that it was passion+patience which helps a person succeed
Another conversation that i remember from ages ago was with someone who was very dear. Somehow we grew apart, and im not sure if i want to regain our past relationship, because we both have moved on to become different people. I remember thinking that the said person would survive because of an innate code of honor i perceived there. But today, i look at the same person, and wonder, where are all those honorable intentions vanished??? Yet another rat in the race has been formed! But those days with long conversations about nothing in particular yet everything in general were indeed memorable...
C'est La Vie
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