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  • Dec. 4th, 2009 at 1:58 PM

I am back. On the blog that is. I was back from far-away quite some time back, actually about a week ago. Thing is, I think I overdid the travel bit this time around. I mean seriously. And yes, I am going to torture you with the gory details in the rest of this post, so if you're not interested, click that small cross button at the right top of the page.
 
Anyway,the deal was a 2 week trip to Basel for work. Which meant two half weekends spent travelling, and one whole weekend spent alone in the far-away land. Before continuing further, I need the reader, that's you, to know that I am not too fond of travelling for work. 'Not too fond' is not that strong a phrase I know. But here's the stronger truth. I despise travelling for work alone. DESPISE. Now come on! First you send me away from The Dude, and my home, and my routine life (I know I complain about it, but I love it nevertheless!). Then you ensure I have zero company the whole way. And no, I do not believe in the 'but you can always meet so many new exciting people, and visit new places, it so much fun' nonsense. I don't.
 
Yeah so, at 2 PM on my first Friday in Basel, when I was being all chirpy that almost a whole work week was over, I was summoned to the cabin by the Big Boss. Who, as the name suggests, is a pretty Big Boss.
BB: The team out there has an offsite planned this month.
Smiling me: Oh great! (Ah! Some pretty countryside resort in Switzerland! Almost like a holiday, lucky them!)
BB: So we were thinking, that we could call the rest of team India, and all of you could join it! What say?
Grinning me: Oh yes, that would be good! (Yay! Company arrives!)
BB: Great then! It is scheduled in the third week from now for two days.
Not-so-smiling me: Oh, then I can't join. I leave next saturday you know. (Offsite, who cares! I am off home! Yay!)
BB: Oh but that's what I called you for! Why don't you stay back 2 more weeks!
WTF with a very obviously fake smile me: No-no, that's not possible, you see, my visa is for 15 days only, that gets over next week.(Oh. My. God. This is not happening!)
BB: Let's get it extended!
Fake smile fading me: No, you've to be in India for that! (Please let this be true!)
BB: Oh. So it's a transactional issue huh. But you're ok in principle?
Almost about to cry me: Nooooo, I have a vacation planned the week after I reach! I have to be there! (Phew, Am I glad I applied for that leave!)
BB: Oh yes, can it be postponed for a bit?
Super-bugged me: No. It's a family thing. Can't happen. So sorry. But it's fine. Next time, yes? (Let me go)
BB: Hmmm, perhaps you can fly back after your vacation! Get your visa extended when you're back in India?
Calm me: Too tight. I leave for Delhi within 10 hours of reaching India. No time to submit docs et al! And too expensive. Budget constraints and all? It's ok, next time?(Let.Me.Go.)
BB: Oh yes. Budget constraints
Fake sorry me: I know. Too bad. NEXT TIME? (Phew!)
BB: Hmmm.
 
But.
 
I did go. Again. So technically, I flew back to Hyderabad, flew to Delhi the same day, got back a week later, and then left again to Basel the next day. This time for those 2 days. Which were good in general, but two day travel for a two day visit? And right now, I am sick and tired. Of travelling and in general. 
 
And oh yes, somewhere in between all this running around, actually on the only one day in the last month that I spent in Hyderabad, I turned 27.  And it so doesn't feel like a milestone. I think 27 is a most boring age to turn. Because, like 25, there is no announcing, yay, I just completed a quarter of a century. Or like 26, when I celebrated entering my late twenties. Even 28 will be boring. 29 however, will be big, 'cos then I will be all like I am in the last year of my 20s. Now that will be big. 30 is a different story, I think I should already start deciding what I would do for my 30th birthday. Hmm, I would like that.
 
Other than that, the visit home was awesome, inspite of the expected weight gain which happens everytime thanks to those neverending rounds of stuffed parathas. Yum. Also,since this was a complete family trip (excluding my ever-busy lil sis), we also did touristy stuff like (re)visiting the Taj, and generally roaming around Delhi (read Qutub Minar, Red Fort, India Gate etc, and the lovely lovely Chandni Chowk and it's parathe wali gali. Sigh) for the benefit of the mother-in-law for who this was the first visit up north.  

That being that, it's just amazing to be back. Back to regular routine life. Back to all things I always crib about, and am sure will do again soon. Waking up at 6:30, the long bus ride to work, the horrid traffic in evenings, the bad food in the cafeteria, the generally annoying people around. I missed it all, though I was away for just a month. Goes to show how the thing I hate most is unnecessary change, and it actually makes me crave for things to be as they are in general, however much they have annoyed me before. But that's fine I guess, and worth it, as long as it makes me feel the way I do right now. Content.
 
So, I will get back to my life, and the awesome friday-ness in the air, and you can go back to doing the more purposeful things in your life. And do come back when I post next!
 

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Notes from far-away

  • Nov. 9th, 2009 at 3:01 AM

I am really not good at this. Blogging when I actually have the time. So most of , in fact all of that I blog is from work. No, please don't go about assuming that I have a lot of free time and no work at work. Fact is, I cannot blog as much even from work, if the day is relatively free. I am at my blabbering best only when I am neck deep in reports and deadlines and submissions and incoherent meetings. Which explains why I always hit the publish button in the standing position in front of my system, with a note book in hand all set to leave for a meeting which starts on the other end of the floor in another minute, or with someone screaming from behind me, asking me to go pick up those damn print-outs. Such is life.
 
But I had to do this today, because the current position deserves a post. Imagine this. I am at my desk, in my Hotel room, facing huge french windows which open into a somewhat pretty courtyard sort of thing, songs from 'Ajab Prem ki Ghazab Kahani' in the background, at 10:00 PM, in Switzerland. Yes, that is where I am. India is sleeping. The Dude, mom, 'lil sis, all of them. The best friend being in Singapore, is further behind on the time schedule, so she must be like almost waking up tomorrow.
 
Back to the point. I am here for work, which I think is the worst reason for one to travel to one of the so-called most beautiful places in the world. I mean, come on, I was the kind who used to write Switzerland against dream destination in almost all slam books at school. Blame DDLJ, and 'Zara sa jhoom loon main', and for that matter Yash Chora movies in general. The snow, the Alps, wow, how romantic! Only, right now, there is no snow, no Alps, and the romance is sleeping soundly back home. All that is there is rains, grey, gloomy, London like weather, sticky cold winds, and a lot of alone time to contemplate.
 
Plus, agreed the place is downright systematic, almost like a clockwork, but it is frigging confusing. When I was handed the tram map of the area, I was impressed. Wow, like London, I thought. And it is, in some ways. The connectivity, the timeliness, even better than London at times. But, seriously, the names! What is with the names! It took me a day in London to know that I lived in Holborn, and that Oxford circus was not far, and even if I did get lost, which I wouldn't, I could ask anyone and they would guide me. Here, it's just not the same! People are exceedingly friendly and helpful, one must agree, but the names! I have to carry the map everywhere, and whenever I get lost, which is quite possible, 'cause Barfusserplatz, can really sound like Brausebad in the German accent, I have to whip out my worn out map, and point my numb finger at the station which I have circled, and say ' This is where I need to go, I know I need to take Tram 10, but I am not sure which direction.' Then it got better, but twice, I get into the right tram, and right before my stop, there is an announcement in German of course, which mentions my stop, and then just doesn't go there. Why? Oh because the announcement said 'This is Aeschenplatz, and if you want to get to Bahnoff SBB, get off here, cos this tram is going to M Parc to rest'. But of course, all I know and understand of the sentence is Bahnoff SBB and I wait to get there. Which I obviously don't, so I walk back two stations. Phew.
 
Anyway, it's not that bad too. I had a weekend here, with no company or plans. So I decided to do something I always thought was a cool thing to do. Walk around the place, with no idea of direction or destination, and in general soak in the culture, the buildings, the atmosphere. And that was done quite well. A  walk around the town, a walk on the banks of the Rhine, a visit to a small, colorful fair, some time in a medieval cathedral, a trip to the top of its tower from where you could see the German Black Forests, a coffee and doughnut at a roadside cafe, all of this ensured that the one weekend I had was not wasted. Also, the 5 hours spent on foot would probably ensure that I still fit into my clothes once I am back, considering I've eaten my weight in Tiramisu in the past one week.
 
Well, that being it, I still have a week to go. Only, it is a full working week, and I won't have much time on hand for anything else. And fortunately so, 'cos I just can't wait to get back. This is an experience alright, but there is only so much of change you an handle, however exotic it might sound. And of course the one thing no one has any doubts about. There is no place like home.
 
Oh, and yes, I just realised that I had spelt the names of all tram stations correctly without having to check even once. Yay me. And yes, that's the high point of the trip. So, all of you can go ahead and pray that this week passes by fast. I know I will.

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Wherever we go..

  • Oct. 8th, 2009 at 6:58 PM

..we take the weather with us. And not just any weather, we are extremely particular about rains. Not drizzles, not pleasant showers followed by an equally pleasant cloudy day, this is the real deal. An It-can't-get-better-than-this deal. Which would either be torrential rains with winds that threaten to blow our umbrellas away (if we managed to carry those that is), or continuous rain pelting down with amazing enthusiasm from the dark grey clouds which show not one sliver of blue, and make you forget the concept of sunshine.
 
It was not always like this. The first trip that The Dude and I took was to Chennai. Yes-yes, smirk away, but that was our first ever romantic getaway. Yes. Hot, sweltering, sweaty Chennai. With a little bit of Mahabalipuram thrown in. Equally hot nonetheless. That was in the pre-wedding era, and we spent a whole day with friends, sitting under a shade on the beach, nursing chilled beers.
 
This was followed by the much planned honeymoon, which was exactly what weather.com had predicted it to be, more than 2 months earlier. Egypt. In June. Hot. No. Wait for it. HOT. But that's what we had signed up for. To visit the Great Pyramids amidst the deserts, in the middle of Summer, so that each pic we took would have nothing to taint the brilliant blue background that was the sky. And ofcourse the sun. The magestic, brilliant sun to brighten each day that we spent there. It was as awesome as it could get. Though sometimes I have these vague recollection of us sprinting across the sunny patches into the cool comfort of our airconditioned vehicle as soon as we were done ooh-ing and aah-ing over the hieroglyphics and the massive structures that beautiful country is full of. Hmm. Has to be all that love in the air.
 
Anyway. That done, I think our Sunny Days were more or less over. It all started with Tokyo. That awesome free vacation to Tokyo that our car won for us, remember? Which reminds me that our car turned 2 years old 3 days ago. Yes. So we had to choose our dates for the 5-6 day long vacation and it could be anytime from Jan to July that year. And we, very carefully, chose May. Because Weather.com promised good weather in may. No extreme climatic changes. And ofcourse the fact that we both got leaves together only then. And so we reached Tokyo, and it was bright and sunny.And very beautiful. Somehow, weather.com had now changed it's prediction to cloudy with slight rainfall for these few days. At this point, I must mention that one of the key highlights of our visit was the trip to Disneyland. Something we both were looking forward to more than anything else (A fact that makes me thank my stars that I married this guy. Phew). So the day before the trip, we were doing this regular site seeing tour with a group of people. And it was still bright and sunny, when the japanese lady in front of us turned us and asked us our plans for the next day. Disneyland! We almost yelled. And she made a sorry face and said "Awwww, that's bad. Today evening is when the tornado is supposed to hit us right, so the whole tomorrow going to be rainy!" It was so not funny. And yes, there were heavy rains that whole night and the next morning. How we finally reached, and made a good day of it, and got to get on all rides (ALL of them), and then it turned bright and sunny, and it was an awesome day, is another story. Bottom line, it rained.
 
And the saga continued. The long planned trip to Chirala finally happened last November, and the whole drive was rainy. Not heavy, but continuous. The heavy bit started only when we reached the resort and decided to visit the beach. Heh. Then our first vacation this year to Tyda. We got an opportunity to stay the lush green jungles, in the very pretty wooden igloo, amidst the heaviest rains possible. Weather.com predicted this too, only as usual, a bit too late.
 
And then came this weekend. This weekend was planned a month in advance. This weekend was our much awaited trip to Goa. And then, it starts raining. In Goa that is. So as we waited at our airport, we are told that our flight could get cancelled cos Goa airport runways are full of water. Awesome. And when they finally cleared it, and the airport opened again, and we were all ready and sitting in out plane, it rained again. This time, in Hyderabad. But we finally did take off, and reach somehow. And we battled through the rains and reached our resort too, fervently hoping that tomorrow would be a better day. It was. It was cloudy, and not raining. So we went and picked up bikes. And we started riding towards Palolem. When guess what happened. IT RAINED. And it rained and rained and rained the whole frigging day. But we brave souls refused to let anything spoil the holiday and rode through the rains, all the 35 kilometers and went to the beach, drenched from head to toe, shivered half the way, wished The Dude's glasses had wipers, fell totally in love with the view, waded into waist deep water, and had our chilled beers anyway. It couldn't have been better. And there are no 'howevers' to this. Luckily day 2 was dry and cloudy, and day 3 was bright blue, and really sunny, and as if there never were any rains. But none of the days could compete with our rainy day in Goa.
 
And now, we're back. And we have made peace with the fact that the rains follow us. And considering the number of times I have  mentioned being in love with the rains and clouds and the rainy weather, I should theorically be thanking the Gods for following my blog so closely and ensuring that my favorite weather coincides with my holidays. But I'm not that amused. Or sarcastic. But the next time we plan to travel, I am thinking of making a mock plan to fool Rain God and make him visit in advance, and then push off for the actual thing. Good idea. Yes. That's an awesome idea.
 
But wait, I just mentioned that he reads this blog! Damn. Another brilliant idea wasted. But I have time till the next vacation to think of a plan. Will go do that. For now, it's over and out.

So what happened was

  • Apr. 1st, 2009 at 7:03 PM

The last week was spent back home with the parents. With The Dude far away in the US, this seemed to perfect thing to do. One, it would knock off some bit of the sulking and complaining that has commenced since he left. And two, who wouldn't want a week with no work, customised food menu, childhood memories, old books, photographs, long chit-chat sessions with the parents over free-flowing chai, and uninhibited hours of sleep. What we wouldn't want, and would rather not get into, are the associated aspects of post-vacation depression, change in the weighing scale results (dislclosed to a very closed group - namely my Gtalk list), and a cold, thanks to the change in weather, by which I mean, Meerut was deliciously cold, and Hyderabad is roasting me alive, and the combination chose not to suit moi.
 
Yep. So the parents decided to choose the very week I was visiting (after 6 long months!) to get the house redone. Redone being rennovating the kitchen, and building a long due store room at the back of the house. Now this store room I have been dreaming of since school, because of the basic reason that it would mean so much stuff could be dumped in it, making way way for so much new stuff. Which could be dumped in it when it got old, making way for yet another set of new stuff. Ok, it's not like the store would be a black hole to swallow all the stuff, but it would be helpful nonetheless. But no one listened to me back then. And now, 9 years after I first left home, they do this. When I am not even there to scatter my stuff around. Anyway, I am happy because this will mean my mom won't call me for a while to ask me when I was taking my Enid Blyton collection from there. As if.
 
Yeah, so there was a lot of 'Thak-Thak, Thok-Thok' most of the time. And ya, the kitchen was in the other bedroom. And there was cement everywhere, And I was not allowed to wander around in my shorts (sheesh!). And If Mom reads this, she will blame me for making her feel all guilty. So I'll stop.
 
So, now that I am gone, Mom is busy shifting the stuff around. And guess what she finds. An old diary of Yours truly. Now this isn't the kind of secret diary one would hope to find, and expect to excavate deep dark secrets of the owner. This was the Diary dating back to 1993, and belonging to a 10 year old, who believed in, well, quite a few things.
 
Like, she wrote poetry. Poetry with rhyming words. Sequence of the words be damned, the last word of each sentence had to rhyme with that of the next. And it did. Ofcourse, some exceptions were made. Like, hmmm, think mermaid (gasp!!). And marmalade (ok, I am gagging now). And think raindrops falling with cuckoos calling (?!). See, she didn't have a phone then, so calling was more like any noise I guess. But cuckoos? Really? But you have to give it to her for the creativity. At 10. And hello, the grammar was perfect. Even then. There are a  few more embarassments from much earlier (read a book of rhymes for 'kids' written by a 7 year old). So. And she wrote letters. Condemning cruelty to animals. The Kind soul. Only, she wrote it to, guess who. Ahem, to the animals themselves And also elaborated her stance that till they stood up for themselves, things wouldn't change for them. Nice girl, this. So very kind.
 
And then I asked Mom to stop reading any further. Reading to me and to herself as well. See these things need to be treasured, and read at leisure, not rushed through over phone. Also, she was laughing way too much. And I am not sure that was a humorous poem she was reading.
 
Otherwise I have been busy off late. Lots of work, lots of meetings. Don't think that's big? Then beat this. I reach work by 8:55! Wow! Now that's something eh? I don't even wake up by that time in general, and now , I travel for an hour and reach work by that time. Ooh, the world looks quite pretty at 6 I must say. Been a while since I saw it at that time. And then I work till 7! Ah, Niravana! Professional Nirvana this is! Anyway, for all the hard work we're putting in, we are off to a team dinner now. To a nice place, and thank goodness for the new office's location, we're not off to Krishna Bar and Restaurant this time. So yay.
 
I'm off then. Tired sorta. And nothing more to write about either. So I am off. For my dinner. Ta.

The Belated Happy New Year post!

  • Jan. 21st, 2009 at 12:16 PM

What do you get when you combine the following?
 
- Last few days of break before joining new place of work (which by the way are weekdays)
- Lil Sis's visit to the city
- Exclusive previews of End of season sales for the club memebers at all awesome malls in the city.
 
Well, you get;
 
- No work to worry about
- Awesome fun shopping experience
- No long queues at trial rooms
- A really big pile of stuff to choose from for your first day at work
- A huge credit card bill
 
Which all adds up to (ok, all but the bill part);
 
A VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Which is what I am having by the way. New Year this time began as a vacation. If you haven't realised already, I quit my work place of 3 and a half years, my first job, my only professional experience, my comfort zone, sometime back. And had a short break of about 15 days before I could proceed on to where I am right now, and have been since day before yesterday. This by the way, also explains lack of posts. I did think I would post during my short stint as the housewife, but man, it's only at work that I get all the enthu. Heh.
 
Also, I am superstitious this way. As in, I believe in the 'if-you-tell-anyone-about-something-good-that-supposed-to-happen-it-might-not'. Nazar lagna types. Ofcourse it's based on experience from the past. So I could not post without mentioning the biggest event in the recent times, and hence, chose not to post at all.
 
But now I am done. I am here, working, have filled all the forms in the world, submitted all the documents, and have it in writing that I am in fact now part of this new company. Actually I had that from more than a month sgo, but I being me, was playing safe. The pros of the new work place as I have noticed, so far include; my seat, which for once is not mine in the day and someone else's in the night. The view, which is actually just a long long road and crazy tall buildings housing hundreds of companies in the city, but then, atleast there is a view, which by the way means I am right next to a window that allows me to know the prevailing weather conditions (which if you remember, was not something I've had before). Then, I work normal timings, which is come in the morning and leave when there still remains natural light in this part of the world. Then there is a very nice beverage vending machine, which doesn't spout sweetened liquid no matter what you choose, and in fact has a varierty of options. The cons noticed so far is just one (which means its a con?), I have to wake up early and I hate that, and then I have to travel through mind blowing traffic which totally surprises me because I didn't even know that Hyderabad had so many people. Oh and it is 20+ kilometers. So ugh. Hmmm, other than that, so far, so good.
 
The long due, and much planned Goa trip happened during the christmas vacation. If I hadn't mentioned it, well, that was because of the same belief mentioned above. But that was an awesome break! The sands, the sea, the shacks and the humongous quantity of beer, wine and seafood consumed, we couldn't have asked for a better holiday. Only I don't know when the next one's going to be, and that makes me a tad sad. Anyway.
 
That's about it actually. New job means more busy schedule. I actually started this post yesterday, and that's proof enough. So I leave at that, and proceed on to more important work, erm, the job? So, till we have a free hour again, Ciao!
 

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Tales from Tokyo

  • May. 29th, 2008 at 4:45 AM

So, we are back from the much awaited, anticipated, and of course awesome vacation. The fact that it was something we won, and didn’t really have to pay for, just added to the awesomeness. 

Tokyo is a perfect metropolis, where everything is big and grand, organized, controlled, neat and just right. The city boasts of sky scrapers and zigzagging flyovers everywhere and very much reminds you of Canary Wharf in London. The tour guide is forever showing you the ‘tallest buildings’, ‘ biggest towers’, ‘most expensive real estate’, ‘maximum number of electronic stores’, which is what defines Tokyo. Explanation enough.

Living in Shinjuku, which has the maximum skyscrapers in the city is helpful, especially when you decide to venture out on your own to explore the place. You can always spot the tip of ‘that building which looks like it has ribbons criss-crossing it all over’ and then try and make your way to it. Also, if you can’t, you can safely assume you’re lost and need help.

Japanese people are very polite. And talk non-stop. They go on and on and on, knowing very well that the person in front has no clue about what they are talking. But they will smile, and bow, and speak and all you can do is smile back. Helplessly.

And oh, they are very honest too. This one old lady came searching for us all the way in a huge mall to return change we forgot to collect. And that was one yen. 

Visiting Tokyo helps if you lag in the height department. You might be wearing flats the whole time and yet always be taller than the crowd. Very good experience. 

The tube stations are in no way like the ones in London, they are more like huge shopping centres, where you have trains passing by now and then. Malls are omnipresent, and all are exactly the same, but still they are there, after every quarter of a kilometer.

Sushi
is not as exotic as it sounds. In fact, it has this extremely annoying flavor which will refuse to go once you have tried it, and for some reason all eating places in Japan will smell of it. Oh ya, they will put make sweet potato sushi too. Imagine fish flavored sweet potato. Ugh.

Sake
is ok. I personally thought it was like vodka, only smoother. The Dude didn’t like it one bit and finds it medicinal.

It is NOT ok to have perfect weather everyday of the vacation, and then rain like crazy on the day we are supposed to visit Disneyland. And it doesn’t help when the Hotel manager apologizes for it as if it’s his fault while handing us two giant umbrellas he is sure we will need.

But it does help that the rush is much lesser, and we get to try out every attraction in the place without having to stand in queues. Also, it does help that the rain stops after a couple of hours and leaves behind a heavenly breeze.

High-speed roller-coasters make me scream. And I feel like it is all over and this is the way things were supposed to end for me. But once I am done, I have a feeling of accomplishment which lasts for quite some time and makes up for everything else.

Air India sucks, big time. The flights never take off on time, always have some ‘technical issue’ which needs to be fixed , which by the way makes it even worse for someone like me who believes that something as huge as an airplane is not meant to leave ground in the first place. The airhostesses don’t serve, they throw food at you. The chairs are old and creaky. There is no entertainment except for ‘pot-pourri’ playing on a projection screen right in the front, which by the way has songs from Raja Hindustani playing. The headphones are horrible. They don’t have the food you ask for. In short, I am never flying Air India again. 

People on the flight might actually prefer watching ‘Welcome’ over ‘Enchanted’ and the movie will be very unfairly stopped, and changed. Oh, but they serve unlimited drinks, and the best brands in beer, so The Dude says it makes up for everything else.

It doesn’t help that after the awesome weather in Tokyo, I am subjected to Hyderabad, which by the way, is an oven. And I am getting roasted. You know the kind of heat when you say, ‘It’s been this way for a week now, it’s definitely raining in a couple of days’, that kind, only it has lasted for over a month and it refuses to rain.

That’s about it. That by the way is my version of a travelogue. I might try pictures, but only if LJ doesn’t act funny. For now, I will get back to my post vacation depression, and probably start planning our next trip. That always cheers me up.

Random ramblings

  • Mar. 16th, 2007 at 8:38 PM

  • If you associate colors with a place, London is brown, a deep, rich brown. And a bit of yellow. Unlike the other big cities of the world, which for me are usually a grey, steel grey.
  • Being in an exotic place, with lots of places to see, is no good till you have good company. At least for someone like me, it’s a complete waste.
  • Even people like me have to go about alone when they have no other go, because sitting doing nothing in the room is still worse
  • I love traveling by the tube. My office is just one stop away from where I stay, but I take the tube anyways. I think its one of the most wonderful modes of travel I have ever come across. You don’t need a single person to help you travel around the city, if you have a tube pass, and a map, and eyes and ears.
  • When you’re really lost in Firang land, Bollywood music does the trick. I have been listening over and over to ‘Sajanaji vari vari’ and the ‘Salaam e ishq’ tracks everyday and feeling better.
  • Strawberries aren’t all that great tasting, they aren’t bad, but they aren’t too good either. But they look beautiful, the colour, the texture. That’s not supposed to be a fruit’s USP, but that’s how it is in this case.
  • I am capable of hating something just because of having too much of it. Like I despise cheese.
  • I am also capable of missing something terribly within 10 days of not having it. Like I miss taste in food.
  • I have a 24 hour hi-speed net connection in the apartment, but I never blog from there. I do it from work, and usually on days when there is much more important stuff to be done. Today is an exception though; I am free at work after a whole week of working (in the actual sense) 10 hours a day. Very unlike me, I know.
  • I start writing thinking I will make some interesting travelogue for future visitors to London, or at least make it a ‘my experiences in London’ and I ramble instead. As usual.

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Yup... am alive!!

  • Aug. 6th, 2006 at 3:27 AM

Now that was the longest break I took from blogging! Managed two whole months! Anwyays, am back now, and to update, am typing away on my pretty , not-so-new laptop which I had been considering buying in my last post. So I did finally buy one, an HP Pavillion, about a month and a half back. And then got myself a broadband internet connection at home. Considering, it had been quite sometime since I had used my all time favorite messenger, or checked mails the same day they were sent, there was hardly anytime to update my poor blog ( except in office, which suddenly became pretty hectic too. I know, unbelieveable, but so true!)

So am back for good now. Getting back to the updates, had been to Ranikhet ( an awesome hillstation in Uttaranchal) on yet another offsite. Was awesome, and had a great time trying out Rock climbing, Rappeling etc etc. ( well it was only rock climbing and rappeling but the 'ëtc.'' makes it sound more interesting). And then it was time for the week long vacation at home, which was obviously spent the usual way, eating, sleeping, watching movies, eating, sleeping.

Hyderabad has had awesome weather recently. I mean, its a little on the extreme right now, with too much rains and all, but all in all, its pretty nice. Infact, right now, the whole setting is awesome. Its almost like the good old K days. Am up at this hour, and am blogging, listening to music, and its raining outside. Yeah, there is this additional cup of hot tea, which I would had to goto the Night Canteen at K for, but thats like a bonus. Also, I am in this unusual happy mood :-) *Sigh!*

Actually, its pretty sad, two whole months, i still dont have anything to write about. But thats probably cause of this 'happy' mood I am in, that I am unable to find anything to complain about. Good actually, I would rather stay this way, than have stuff to complain about just so that my blog becomes more regular.

 Also, now I realise I am rambling, just for the heck of it. I would better stop, and request the reader to consider this as an update, and not go by the content only and scrap it. Will try to get something more useful/informative in the next post ( ROTFL, like thats possible!!!!).

Till then, Ciao!

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Apr. 20th, 2006

  • 8:27 PM

Ok, once again, I missed out on updates for more than a month! Phew!

A lot’s been happening lately. We found a new house. In fact, I think it was the same weekend when I had updated this space last. But I didn’t bother to update this improvement, as this remains a crib-log J. Then, we shifted into the new place on the 1st of April. And have very much settled in there! The lack of any kind of chairs in the previous house has been put right, and two extremely comfortable beanbags now adorn our living room. So much for laziness, laziness, and more laziness!

 

 

This update turned out to be longer than I had wanted it to be, and to think it was just a day and a half I was talking about! I am somewhat glad I didn’t post about my Goa trip J that would have been a novel!

 

So for now, it’s all good. With beanbags, performance bonus (oh! I forgot that!), a newly found video library near our place, everything is just fine. Well, that’s for the updates as of now. Till then, Ciao!!

Updates...

  • Feb. 8th, 2006 at 4:37 PM

Quite some time till I posted my oh-so-personal comments about the movies I watched on Weekends. And somehow, I haven’t visited the video library again. And all my weekends (actually just 3 if them) have been extra busy.


Weekend 1 was spent at Habib’s. Finally, finally, I mustered enough guts to get my hair straightened. And well, the results haven’t been very bad. I have actually managed to get rid of the curls, and frizz, which at K, reminded people of ‘Monica at Barbados’, or a nest, or most creatively, ‘water gushing out of a broken pipe’. And they are supposed to stay that way for 6-8 months, post which I need to decide if I am actually interested in burning a hole in my pocket again L. And I wasn’t allowed to tie up my hair for the next two days, and that is something, which is impossible, so stayed at home, watching loads of TV. (And yeah BTW, *Phbbbt* to people who met me after this and didn’t notice it)

Weekend 2 was probably the most pre-planned weekend ever. The trip to K finally happened. And it was very much worth it. The campus, the view from the campus, the SSG fete, and the party, all brought back amazing memories. Everything actually went on as planned, right from the train journey to Bangalore, the sleeper ride to K, the stay at the hostel, and even the Sumo ride back from K, which actually turned out to be ‘more-than-expected’ comfortable!


 Weekend 3, which was the last weekend, was spent checking out the new house, we might be shifting into (Long story: Pure-veg flat-mate thinks, non-veg flat-mate not sticking to her promise of not bringing non-veg stuff home, and especially, not using any of the common plates and spoons. Non-veg flat-mate feels, that Pure-veg flat-mate is being too unfair, as she does that only when boy-friend is in town, which is like every alternate weekend, so finally, I am moving out with Pure veg flat-mate, as the latter has another friend who will move in to give her company, and I don’t have any more strength to convince either of them. Long story over.) Then, the rest of the time was spent checking out the awesome clearance sales at all the major malls in the city J and watching ‘Rang De Basanti’ buying tickets in black, at 4 times their original cost. No complaints. It was worth it. (Justification being, if I could watch Bunty Babli with tickets in black, RDB is completely acceptable!)


 So, those were the updates from life in general. Client is on a visit to Mexico, so no meetings, no presentations, and no calls. Life simply rocks J!

Nov. 8th, 2005

  • 4:01 PM

Another long visit home, has left me somewhat depressed about getting back here. But, all good things must come to an end, and so did the holiday. So, I am back in my cubicle, trying to somehow, respond to, or atleast read, or actually at least click each mail, so that a read message is sent across to the sender.

 

Delhi was cold. And so Meerut was colder. Not really the Foggy, misty, you-cant-get-out-of-the-blanket cold, but colder than Hyderbad is at this time, or even will be by December, and definitely colder than K ever was. I have so totally lost touch with winter in general (and please, Hyderabad/Calicut winters don’t count. At all.)

 

So, about the cold. It was obvious. Right from when I landed in Delhi. And I was so not prepared for it, that I started my sneeze bout right away L. It over now, but the effects remain. So now I am sitting with a blocked nose, and horribly sore throat, and no voice. The croak that one hears everytime I try to speak cannot be termed as my voice. No No. *nodding vehemently*. It is too big an insult.

 

Having washed my hands off cooking everyday (we now have a cook, who hasn’t been cooking for the past few days, cos we haven’t refilled the groceries stock.), it’s back to my Maggi for brunch Maggi for dinner routine. Which is not that bad, as all my taste buds have stopped functioning, and maggi is probably the best thing for a cold. And Soup maggi’s even better.

 

So, all I wish for now is that I am better by the time we leave for Goa. (I am sure I have mentioned that before!!). And I am so glad, that I finally get to go there! J(and keeping in mind that it is an office-sponsored trip, the arrangements are A-W-E-S-O-M-E!!). Couldn’t have asked for more. And then there is this trip planned for the campus hires… (Hey! We do work here! Yeah, me too!)

 

Anyways, that seems to be enough updates for today. Rest, when I don’t need to go cough-type-cough-cough-type. Till then, Ciao!

Enter 2005...

  • Jan. 6th, 2005 at 11:53 PM

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!

Am pretty late, but then didn't have access to real fast net for the past few days. So am back after a rather long vacation (well one week is pretty long), from Bangalore. The week was great , but its nice to be back. Again, the old thought that its all going to be over in 50 days is makes me want to enjoy it even more..

Bangalore was fun, good food, loads of TV, shopping, roaming about the streets. Classes begin day after tomorrow. The term till now has been extremely slow paced, with hardly any classes, though the situation will definitely get better in the coming week, which seems to be busier.

Am finally getting a bit worried about placements. Its no use thinking , but then again, its me, and I love worrying. Well, not exactly, but I can't help it.

The bus journey was pretty comfortable,seem to be finally getting used to these buses. But still do have a slight backache to recover from. And then, I have decided not to stay up till too late from now on, doesn't seem to be a good idea anymore. So, I guess, I will hit the sack now, and update in detail later... Till then , Ciao

P.S.: I am going to miss 2004, the most happening year in my life!!

A brand new day!

  • Oct. 28th, 2004 at 7:49 AM

Am back!!! After a break of 13 days!! And that too a meaningless, useless break. Well not that uneventful though. One of the major things that took place was the second leg of the IIMK-IIMB sports meet. Though there was an initial hesitation of spending the immediate two days before mid terms in Bangalore, it wasn't a big deal afterall,owing to the nature of these exams (refer [info]varunmadhok 's latest blog).... and on top of that I had just two of them , on the same day and withing half an hour of each other. End result, they are over and done with , and am I glad!!

We fared badly in the meet, and lost in almost everything, well except men's badminton (wherein Neel and Nikhli massacred those guys) and girl's carrom, where me (yeah me...he he) and Bhawna defeated their team. Throwball was a major disappointment too. Well, overall it was a good experience, and we did have quite some fun shopping and roaming about in Bangalore, the two days! And the journey to the place and back weren't too bad either, considering my bus journey history.

Yesterday infact was the last supposed midterm, in SM. It was the presentation of ur assignment for the subject, and has a weightage of 30%. Considering the usual presentations for this prof, all of us were quite chilled out, well until he picked five random members from each group to question, and obviously, my group had me called in. And the next twenty minutes were pure horror, with him denying any statement we made, and getting quite irriated if we ventured to explain anything. All through the presentation we were told that we hadnot paid much attention in class and infact deserved negative marks. Well, we really couldn't help it. The other groups were told that they were bad but definitely better than us. One group even managed full marks....But the best thing was when all the presentations ended and he came out. The first things he said was that he was pleased with overall prformance of the class. And the next thing he did was to announce the marks, and as expected we did end up with the least.. And guess how much we got? 17 on 20!!!! That was the least, and the other groups were in an arithematic progression of 18, 19 and 20. So there, so much for all the sadness!! The prof is just unbelievably... i dunno how to explain!

My friend yesterday said that I was the most unpredictable person he had ever met, and that if I ever said anything about myself, he would wait for two weeks to reconfirm it and then believe it. This ofcourse applied only to my comments about how I felt, or what I liked. But anyhow, it felt strange. For someone whose known me for 4 years now, thats a rather funny comment to make. Special reference was made to my statements about K. While at times I seem to crib about how boring life was here, and how I really wanted to get out of here, my blogs and statements at other times make me seem so fully in love with the place.Infact, to think about it, it is kinda funny. But I guess its got more to do with the place than me, and nobody would know it, till they actually were here!!

So, yesterday was another night-out for me, and here I sit, at 7:40 in the morning blogging, not having slept the whole night. Well, its got a lot to do with the way I spent yesterday, slept the whole damn day, literallly!!! Watched  x men, and really enjoyed it, plan to copy and watch the second part today.

Am feeling really hungry right now, and thankfully I will be having breakfast after quite some time, I just cant seem to ever wake up on time. The view from my room right now is simply awesome...its so cloudy that I can hardly make out the hills... waise like I have said many times even before, the scenery is something I love and will definitely miss once I leave the place ... dunno about the rest right now :p....

I usually find long blogs boring, and I think I should sign off.. Guess not writing for quite some time, does make one extra enthusiastic. Anyways, before I start about what else not writing for too long does... its Ciao

Aug. 14th, 2004

  • 12:13 AM

Yesterday, was a great day, and so was the day before that. Hmm....lets come to why....Day before was an off, which I spent in the most vella possible manner....First of all, I was on the phone till around 5:30 in the morning, and just when I was planning to go to sleep finaly, I saw that Bhawana was up too, so both of us decided to go for a walk downhill .... and off we went...this was my first 'morning walk' since i came on campus ,and was worth every moment spent...The place looks even more beautiful than from my balcony....the mist settles down on the hills and you can soft layers of white covering the top of every hill in view....the best part was that since we ourselves are on a hill, I got to walk through such mist.....It was oh so dreamy!!!! So after the cloudy walk, we proceeded to have breakfast at 7 45, right when its served.....and was it good!!! I am always late for breakfast, infact I always miss breakfast... and having hot idli vada was heaven!!!

The neksthing was sleeping, which I did till 2 in the afternoon, when I thought it was time for lunch....and after lunch I proceeded on to watch a movie 'I robots' to be specific...pretty decent in fact.... Then it was back to sleep till 6 30 and then back to fun and total timepass..... Hours on the phone, and online.... it was the best holiday ever!!!!!

Today was a great day too, but for different reasons..... Firstly, I GOT MY STIPEND!!!! YIPEEEE!!!! Then, MY FLIGHT TICKETS ARE BOOKED!!!!! and, MY FINGER IS ALMOST TOTALLY BACK TO NORMAL!!(oh i dint mention that before right, since yesterday my poor lil indeks finger on the left hand is horribly swollen and painful:((....)

So, everythings perfect....hmmm almost actually....if only my friend had called as usual....talking to him has become a daily compulsary routine, and missing it out anyday is kinda wierd.....anyways, will make him compensate for this tomorrow....

So, after these details about my amazing past two days, its back to today when I have classes right from 8 in the morning :(.....dis have them today too, and in fact attended them ....hmm...am getting better i guess....

Was watching 'sleeping with the enemy ' today, and the house on the beach was so really awesome!!! Hmm...infact I have always dreamt of having a beach facng house.....I know it would be amazing, considering how beach crazy i am..

Kovalam is the only decent beach I have been to, and the place was the most beautiful ever... I practically had to be pulled out of water each time.... I really wanna see Goa , and Lakshadweep..... and on a more optimistic note , even Seychelles:P.... and probably Hawaii.... !!!

Someday i am going to post a wishlist here, all possible wishes, I mean am pretty modest, wouldn't ask for anything out of the world ....(though the world itself would do:)...), and keep updating it, to see how many actually come true, should be fun.....

Not that I am not having enough fun now;)....guess I should stop and enjoy this really dreamy mood I seem to be in.... Till then, Ciao!!

Preparing to get back to K.....

  • Jun. 12th, 2004 at 9:01 PM

Pretty long since i blogged right? yeah i know... not tht theres no net around, infact i have a continuos access from 8 PM every night, but just that dint feel like it for so long....

came back from tirupati yesterday...and after a lot of efforts i must say the trip was definitely worth it. amazing weather with really stormy rains at the time of our darshanam, should say it was good..

am leaving for K tomorrow, and seriously dont know if i should be excited or apprehensive or just normal 'it doesn't matter damn to me' kinds. another year to go and a lot to think about. thats probably what i have been doing all these 2 and a half months, thinking over whats happened, and trying to plan the future. it never works though , so i guess i should leave it at that. Am pretty anxiuos about things go smoothly this year, in fact, hope things are better than they were last time.

Have had an amazing time this summer, made hazaar new friends, met up with so many old ones, and seriously realised that theres a lot to be happy about. probably would remember all these times whenever things go wrong and be happy again.Thats definitely all that i can wish for. Heres to another (happy) year at K!!!!
Ciao

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