Hi,
I saw a ftrowad ahd i hvre got it so mpny tamis taht i cnant tull you!
You have understood what I mean if you are creature who dwells in cubicles and works for software industry in India.
I saw one more forward, which was less common than above one, and it described the eternal desire of any person in s/w industry to goto onsite as waiting in rashan ki line. And that described other characteristics like people plan their kids birth while travelling to US (to make sure to get some benefits??). Well, I noted another interesting phenomena. People marrying in the same company, even in the so called well respected company like mine and for sure one of my friend back in chennai working as a s/w engineer is getting married with lo! someone within the company! and I am sure he has well laid plans to come US with his wife at the same place, working for same account and building huge saving! Heckk, I am at onsite and an indian couple stays in flat adjoining my wall, working for same client as mine!
Guys, give me a break, a neck break is solution of eternal misery...but I have yet one important task to finish so please...
The ultimate philosphy behind this behavoir of people is ... "I can't earn enough on my own, so let's get married to working girl and build up huge saving"... fuck off!!!!
If you can't get enough money on your own, dont marry bastard/
the end.
THis is bad but I will try to write something worse next time..
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Monday, December 4, 2006
Man and the city
The city of limits is las vegas....
It tells us, yes this is the limit of the human innovation to entertain himself...for now
The trip was spread all over the 4 days long weekend of Thanksgiving and plan was to loose all your money in first 3 days and jump in Grand Canyon on the 4th.
I was kept alive because we went to Grand Canyon on 2nd day itself.
I saw lot of things mummy. I saw tiger, I saw lion, big buildings and I also took boat ride in Venetian.
The Gondola guy (the guy who rows boat inside the Venetian) sang something in Italian and that felt so fantastic, I thought it was something from old Italian sacred text. They wear micophones so that there voice echos all around and you get a divine touch but at the end he was only singing a famous advertisment.
Nothing to be amused, people really know how to make fool of you.
And lo I was in Stratosphere and paid for letting them hang my self all in air from an 868ft tall building and then they wanted me to go for BIG SHOT which surely was a scheme to launch bad boys straight for Mars, so I didn't go.
And they had the scheme to photograph you while taking the ride...and they took my pic on the most opportunistic moment when I was most most scared and they asked me to buy it for 25$, it is really nice. Though I was not nice and so I didn't buy.
And we went to Ceaser's palace and other places, they were great people everywhere who wanted me to play lot of poker and I somehow complied always and so nice of them that they send me back so light in pockets and spirits always.
And so nice that my salary got credited just before the trip and I was feeling so rich!
And we went to Hoover Dam I felt so sad for the colorado river, when man can strangle and bind his own conscience then what so wrong on binding a river, although for humans it was really good, getting all that water when wanted and electricity and all the good stuff.
We saw lake mead and I felt sorry for it, it was clearly visible that water level in that lake sometime back was double than existing level. I came back and checked, it was man made largest lake and they vacated a whole city or village to make that lake and I felt sad for all humans who stayed there....
I came back and slept in my own bed and I had no sorrows afterwards.
It tells us, yes this is the limit of the human innovation to entertain himself...for now
The trip was spread all over the 4 days long weekend of Thanksgiving and plan was to loose all your money in first 3 days and jump in Grand Canyon on the 4th.
I was kept alive because we went to Grand Canyon on 2nd day itself.
I saw lot of things mummy. I saw tiger, I saw lion, big buildings and I also took boat ride in Venetian.
The Gondola guy (the guy who rows boat inside the Venetian) sang something in Italian and that felt so fantastic, I thought it was something from old Italian sacred text. They wear micophones so that there voice echos all around and you get a divine touch but at the end he was only singing a famous advertisment.
Nothing to be amused, people really know how to make fool of you.
And lo I was in Stratosphere and paid for letting them hang my self all in air from an 868ft tall building and then they wanted me to go for BIG SHOT which surely was a scheme to launch bad boys straight for Mars, so I didn't go.
And they had the scheme to photograph you while taking the ride...and they took my pic on the most opportunistic moment when I was most most scared and they asked me to buy it for 25$, it is really nice. Though I was not nice and so I didn't buy.
And we went to Ceaser's palace and other places, they were great people everywhere who wanted me to play lot of poker and I somehow complied always and so nice of them that they send me back so light in pockets and spirits always.
And so nice that my salary got credited just before the trip and I was feeling so rich!
And we went to Hoover Dam I felt so sad for the colorado river, when man can strangle and bind his own conscience then what so wrong on binding a river, although for humans it was really good, getting all that water when wanted and electricity and all the good stuff.
We saw lake mead and I felt sorry for it, it was clearly visible that water level in that lake sometime back was double than existing level. I came back and checked, it was man made largest lake and they vacated a whole city or village to make that lake and I felt sad for all humans who stayed there....
I came back and slept in my own bed and I had no sorrows afterwards.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Bbye "meandthesethoughts"
Official Notice:
The blog meandthesethoughts has been moved to thecobwebblog.blogspot.com.
The reason being the the damn author, cheez!, rarely visits it and so do u!!!
The apt place for this is behind a thick curtain of cobwebs...
A wormhole or drunkerd's pit is also good alternative, but what will u use then?
This ain't funny and not getting anywhere...
The blog meandthesethoughts has been moved to thecobwebblog.blogspot.com.
The reason being the the damn author, cheez!, rarely visits it and so do u!!!
The apt place for this is behind a thick curtain of cobwebs...
A wormhole or drunkerd's pit is also good alternative, but what will u use then?
This ain't funny and not getting anywhere...
Wednesday, May 3, 2006
Love thy's music
Breaking the unspoken rule just for this post (See previous post)
Those days(referring to college) I used to feel one particular band/flavour of music will not interest me more than a few weeks/months.
But then came the period of when I bowed in mesmerization to the music of Alanis Morissette. That was solace.
Those days(referring to college) I used to feel one particular band/flavour of music will not interest me more than a few weeks/months.
But then came the period of when I bowed in mesmerization to the music of Alanis Morissette. That was solace.

Saturday, April 29, 2006
Lighthouse ---------> /^\
Will tell you the unspoken rule on this blog.
This blog will not talk about the guy who writes here.
Reason being author, doesn't want to waste precious time of all chill pills out there.
Adding an indian ascent to this, it comes to be "chilla pilla".
Pilla means puppy and chilla means shout. (* Not to you dear reader)
But the idea of shouting from top of a Lighthouse is the IN thing.
After all, you got to do what you got to do!
Grab a tribal necklace and a lungi.(An elaborate under-garment)
Go to sea beach, play vollyball and flutter the lungi as a flag.
Yah! Show the god what you have got!
And See in no time...
Drums are thumping, relics are doing the work!
Will of the God is bent, and he delivers to excellence.
The lighthouse hopper collects the nector of god's own bladder in one bottle and rolls off happily.
Somewhere a place 1000 meters away a nerd captures the whole sequence in his camera and gives Thumbs Up!
This blog will not talk about the guy who writes here.
Reason being author, doesn't want to waste precious time of all chill pills out there.
Adding an indian ascent to this, it comes to be "chilla pilla".
Pilla means puppy and chilla means shout. (* Not to you dear reader)
But the idea of shouting from top of a Lighthouse is the IN thing.
After all, you got to do what you got to do!
Grab a tribal necklace and a lungi.(An elaborate under-garment)
Go to sea beach, play vollyball and flutter the lungi as a flag.
Yah! Show the god what you have got!
And See in no time...
Drums are thumping, relics are doing the work!
Will of the God is bent, and he delivers to excellence.
The lighthouse hopper collects the nector of god's own bladder in one bottle and rolls off happily.
Somewhere a place 1000 meters away a nerd captures the whole sequence in his camera and gives Thumbs Up!
Monday, March 27, 2006
And-came-unto-me-he-that-night!
It’s amazing how easily people get captive to their passions. So much so, that they will look at their day-to-day world with that same perspective.
Take for example a software programmer might take all kind of tracking (effort, defect etc) as existing program defects, food court line as a round robin in action and salary slip as output of an optimizing algorithm.
(But surely there's much more to these things than a programmer's fantasies.)
Steering back to context, I too was in an ecstasy or hyper state on that wonderful day. Indeed it was a great day and I was happiest with my self. I finished up something near to 3rd runner up in Brand Equity Quiz held by the quizzer who prefers his middle name's first letter N silent viz. Mr. Derek o' Brain in my college Technical festival.
Well to me it was a great achievement looking at the looming stock of participants ranging in 1-5 in numbers.
Cutting the loose text apart, actually I had prepared long hours (I learnt the hour spent in any professor's class was the longest) for last many days. My mind was all clogged with the definitions of business terms, names of business typhoons and my favorite, millions of company taglines.
And that was the time when he chose to come!
"Let there be Light!”.
I spelled out Bible and then Surya tube light, (which was more relevant).
And then began the most unconventional conversation:
He never gave a chance and asked, "Celebrating life?"
I said, "Its Work and not life", for Cognizant and for strife!
Bewildered God said, "Hmnn… so, Applying Thought?"
I remarked, "Wipro man, to thinking I don’t give a damn"
Till then inconspicuous of his mighty presence and assuming some friend was trying to smart me out, I was too excited.
Knowing my ignorance he asked, "You believe in Beyond the Obvious?"
"Its surely TCS, but what to believe in?” I replied.
Tense, He said, "You are surely 'Going Beyond' sanity!"
I told, "Oho man, its Satyam and so no fair vanity!!"
He was tired and so lectured, "Hey look, 'Life's Good', and to this 'God's own country', 'Everyone's Invited'. This world is... err I am 'The Power on your side' and 'Your Partner for life '."
I thought, too many questions in a row, take this...
"LG, Samsung, Kerala, Allianz Group, Max New York Life!" :)
Dumbstruck God felt sad for the guy and so asked his favorite boon question, "How you want to improve your odds?"
And now I understood the gravity of the situation and knew this answer was the final one, the last step for making any difference, to prove my self and so I replied, "With Infosys Predictability!”.
And so it was destined and done.
Have fun.
Take for example a software programmer might take all kind of tracking (effort, defect etc) as existing program defects, food court line as a round robin in action and salary slip as output of an optimizing algorithm.
(But surely there's much more to these things than a programmer's fantasies.)
Steering back to context, I too was in an ecstasy or hyper state on that wonderful day. Indeed it was a great day and I was happiest with my self. I finished up something near to 3rd runner up in Brand Equity Quiz held by the quizzer who prefers his middle name's first letter N silent viz. Mr. Derek o' Brain in my college Technical festival.
Well to me it was a great achievement looking at the looming stock of participants ranging in 1-5 in numbers.
Cutting the loose text apart, actually I had prepared long hours (I learnt the hour spent in any professor's class was the longest) for last many days. My mind was all clogged with the definitions of business terms, names of business typhoons and my favorite, millions of company taglines.
And that was the time when he chose to come!
"Let there be Light!”.
I spelled out Bible and then Surya tube light, (which was more relevant).
And then began the most unconventional conversation:
He never gave a chance and asked, "Celebrating life?"
I said, "Its Work and not life", for Cognizant and for strife!
Bewildered God said, "Hmnn… so, Applying Thought?"
I remarked, "Wipro man, to thinking I don’t give a damn"
Till then inconspicuous of his mighty presence and assuming some friend was trying to smart me out, I was too excited.
Knowing my ignorance he asked, "You believe in Beyond the Obvious?"
"Its surely TCS, but what to believe in?” I replied.
Tense, He said, "You are surely 'Going Beyond' sanity!"
I told, "Oho man, its Satyam and so no fair vanity!!"
He was tired and so lectured, "Hey look, 'Life's Good', and to this 'God's own country', 'Everyone's Invited'. This world is... err I am 'The Power on your side' and 'Your Partner for life '."
I thought, too many questions in a row, take this...
"LG, Samsung, Kerala, Allianz Group, Max New York Life!" :)
Dumbstruck God felt sad for the guy and so asked his favorite boon question, "How you want to improve your odds?"
And now I understood the gravity of the situation and knew this answer was the final one, the last step for making any difference, to prove my self and so I replied, "With Infosys Predictability!”.
And so it was destined and done.
Have fun.
Thursday, March 2, 2006
The art of public story telling -
Fact:
Start. I once worked on Windows 3.x. The End.
Story:
Start. We had this Hi-Fi Tech Computers lab in our department and I was so excited that I will be working on latest P3 machines. Well, the lab was all too fandu, with lot of PC's, full AC, fandu floor carpeting and all. And guess what, the machine I thought was the best one, after booting showed me Windows 3.x. Firstly I thought it was some latest version I was not aware of, but then the menu and graphics looked all dull. The programs tab was on the top instead of at regular bottom, the world seemed devoid of natural colours and then it dawned upon me that they have damn installed Windown 3.x on a P3!!! Can you comprehend the blunder? Maybe this is the only version these guys in computer department could understand (giggles) or they ran out of money (Yeah! our poor college). But you know guys I worked on the machine for some time and then suddenly couldn't find anything more to do. The damn window's ran out of features to keep up my interest (laughs!). Well I then thought of reporting this to that very good professor and left. The End.
Start. I once worked on Windows 3.x. The End.
Story:
Start. We had this Hi-Fi Tech Computers lab in our department and I was so excited that I will be working on latest P3 machines. Well, the lab was all too fandu, with lot of PC's, full AC, fandu floor carpeting and all. And guess what, the machine I thought was the best one, after booting showed me Windows 3.x. Firstly I thought it was some latest version I was not aware of, but then the menu and graphics looked all dull. The programs tab was on the top instead of at regular bottom, the world seemed devoid of natural colours and then it dawned upon me that they have damn installed Windown 3.x on a P3!!! Can you comprehend the blunder? Maybe this is the only version these guys in computer department could understand (giggles) or they ran out of money (Yeah! our poor college). But you know guys I worked on the machine for some time and then suddenly couldn't find anything more to do. The damn window's ran out of features to keep up my interest (laughs!). Well I then thought of reporting this to that very good professor and left. The End.
Wednesday, February 1, 2006
Quote a Quote
And today I got this quote as a good morning mail...
"The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose".
Decipher plesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssse!
As for why this quote caused me agony...read the blog below///
"The purpose of life is to live a life of purpose".
Decipher plesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssse!
As for why this quote caused me agony...read the blog below///
unending unfinished...
Well now I have 2 posts which are incomplete and thus not published. That is a long chain of articles for one like me who rarely blogs or as a matter of fact very less than often does things which are of some good :). Though the person who is me more often than not will finish things or patch them up or some times even pretends to patch them up (which is rare, Beware!) when a fear factor or risk factor is involved. You see, I can't risk to loose on some things while for lot many others I just dont care.
So I might be a person who does just a bit more than bare minimum needed for very survival. Though, norms for survival are quite demanding that I have set for thine, the one who is me :).
On a side note, one of my characteristics is: I can get easily bored by doing something boring:)...I mean to say almost anything.
Though, you can figure out for sure that how long I can be held interested in a thing. All is required is to know the amount of pleasure factor involved! More the pleasure, more will I stick to that thing:) as simple as that. And so now you know my best hobby, I guess! But the plight begins and ends here, atleast 99% part of it.
But one more factor is involved as well. That is knowledge, if something holds knowledge that I dont know of, my one insignificat and miniscule part of brain wakes up. It houses a creature called curiosity. Well its a very notorious one, and usually keeps me occupied for sometime one's awake. But my other, the sane self, ever seeking pleasure seeking self ofcourse, waves it off like u would to a fly buzzing in ears while you are in a sweet slumber.
Now coming to true story for all this prologue, our hero, the curiosity, has discovered a great question and it hangs like a lifeless corpse in front of it. So this creature now sleeps not, drinks not, smokes not, properly works not, eats lot and thinks (read broods and cribs) lot. This question proudly calls itself as life and purpose and all. All you have to do is to find a piece called purpose out of so many different pieces which would fit perfectly in this other piece called life and lo! you have the magic potion which would keep you happy and alive as long as you live.
And so is the quest of the hero to find the thingy called purpose for the thingy called life of the thingy self called me.
So before ending this article, now I'll call it as unending unfinished...search for purpose!
-The Beginning- or -The End- or -The Beginning of the End- or -The End of the Beginning-...please decide and write.
So I might be a person who does just a bit more than bare minimum needed for very survival. Though, norms for survival are quite demanding that I have set for thine, the one who is me :).
On a side note, one of my characteristics is: I can get easily bored by doing something boring:)...I mean to say almost anything.
Though, you can figure out for sure that how long I can be held interested in a thing. All is required is to know the amount of pleasure factor involved! More the pleasure, more will I stick to that thing:) as simple as that. And so now you know my best hobby, I guess! But the plight begins and ends here, atleast 99% part of it.
But one more factor is involved as well. That is knowledge, if something holds knowledge that I dont know of, my one insignificat and miniscule part of brain wakes up. It houses a creature called curiosity. Well its a very notorious one, and usually keeps me occupied for sometime one's awake. But my other, the sane self, ever seeking pleasure seeking self ofcourse, waves it off like u would to a fly buzzing in ears while you are in a sweet slumber.
Now coming to true story for all this prologue, our hero, the curiosity, has discovered a great question and it hangs like a lifeless corpse in front of it. So this creature now sleeps not, drinks not, smokes not, properly works not, eats lot and thinks (read broods and cribs) lot. This question proudly calls itself as life and purpose and all. All you have to do is to find a piece called purpose out of so many different pieces which would fit perfectly in this other piece called life and lo! you have the magic potion which would keep you happy and alive as long as you live.
And so is the quest of the hero to find the thingy called purpose for the thingy called life of the thingy self called me.
So before ending this article, now I'll call it as unending unfinished...search for purpose!
-The Beginning- or -The End- or -The Beginning of the End- or -The End of the Beginning-...please decide and write.
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