Tag Hour...

Rohit, you tagged me at the wrong time. Heavy work schedule, not-so-good manager and the wait for the results had made my mood very bad. Working till 1am or 2 am in the morning even on Sundays and Saturdays are not so pleasing things, in fact it’s very frustrating. But what else to do, other than curse my bad luck and continue working like a dog. Now that the project is over I have more than just enough time to relax and do this tagging stuff at office. Sometimes I feel this world is beautiful. Sometimes it is equally bad.

1. LAST MOVIE YOU SAW IN A THEATER: Raghav’s last movie was Race, Rohit’s too was Race. So you can’t expect anything other than that from me either. Sometimes when you go out with a girl you ought to make some compromises. I made a girl saw American gangster and she took a heavy revenge on me that even Osama woulldn’t dare to take on George Bush; she took me to 4 hindi movies in a row, phew. It started with Taare Zammen par, which was a good movie. The next three movies I saw would have been a nightmare if my companion weren’t a beautiful girl. Black and whte, Jodhaa Akbar(I couldn’t understand a single word in that movie), and the last but not the least, the mighty RACE..
2. WHAT BOOK ARE YOU READING?: The problem with me is that I don’t complete a book before I move to the next. There are two books that I am reading now. One is To Sir with Love and the other is My Name is Red(Nobel winning book..). They are very much interesting .

3. FAVORITE BOARD GAME?: Snake and Ladder. It reminds me of good old school days where I and my brother used to have fight for cheating each other. What else can replace the suspense and thrill this age old game can give? Perhaps Jumanji or Zathura could.

4. FAVORITE MAGAZINE?: SPORTSTAR. That’s it. The one great weekly for a fan like me. My love for SPORTSTAR started during 1992 Euro, and I from then onwards I haven’t missed a single editions of Euro and World cup specials. I simply love the Sharapova and Kournikova posters they come with.

5. FAVORITE SMELLS?: There are a lot in the list. The smell of good “avail”. The smell of “kachiya velichanna” on a girl’s head. The smell of dry earth during the mango showers. The smell of Home.

6. FAVORITE SOUND?: The sound of heavy rain. It calms my mind a lot. I just love sitting alone enjoying the music of the nature.

7. WORST FEELING IN THE WORLD?: I really hate the feeling  I have when Arsenal lose. Stomach sinks. Eyes blur. I feel like life doesn’t have any meaning at all.

8. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE?: Is it the time to wake up???

9. FAVORITE FAST FOOD PLACE? Trivandrum Thattukadas. No other fast food place can even come close to that. Dosa, rasa vada, pappadam and the great single omelette. To rohit. Not every time the free food is the good food.

10. FUTURE CHILD'S NAME? Parvathi, Lekshmi or Divya if it’s a girl. I haven’t decided on the boy’s name.

11. FINISH THIS STATEMENT. "IF I HAD A LOT OF MONEY I'D...? quit this job. As simple as that.

12. DO YOU DRIVE FAST? I drive sensibly. Sometimes when a straight road lies ahead of me, I feel a sudden rush of blood in my body. The next thing I see is my P180’s speedo reaching 100. I get scared when I go at that level. But still sometimes I like to be scared..

13. DO YOU SLEEP WITH A STUFFED ANIMAL?: WTF?? Wish  could sleep with Sushmita Sen.

14. STORMS-COOL OR SCARY?: It’d be cool if it were in a story.

15. WHAT WILL BE YOUR FIRST CAR?: I have slightly modified the question for my purpose. My first car? Perhaps a Lance Evolution 10, fully loaded rally edition. Sounds cool, huh?

16. FAVORITE DRINK? Depends on the mood. If I had a bad day at work you know tea or fruit juice wouldn’t do to vent your frsutration.

17. FINISH THIS STATEMENT, "IF I HAD THE TIME I WOULD..." : Nothing, because now I have time.

18. DO YOU EAT THE STEMS ON BROCCOLI? No. it is against my ideology..

19. IF YOU COULD DYE YOUR HAIR ANY COLOR, WHAT WOULD BE YOUR CHOICE? Red, no doubt about it..

20. NAME ALL THE DIFFERENT CITIES/TOWNS YOU HAVE LIVED IN. I prefer not to answer this question ;-)

21. FAVORITE SPORTS TO WATCH? FOOTBALL. FOOTBALL. FOOTBALL.

22. ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU.: he gave me something to kill my time off.

23. WHAT'S UNDER YOUR BED? My soiled UW-s!!!

24. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE BORN AS YOURSELF AGAIN? : I want a change. For the past 10 life I was myself that I got bored being me.

25. MORNING PERSON, OR NIGHT OWL? : A bit of both. I can wake up early and sleep late, given they don’t happen on a same day.

26. OVER EASY, OR SUNNY SIDE UP? : I don’t know. If you are putting some complex questions into this simple stuff, it won’t look attractive

27. FAVORITE PLACE TO RELAX? : A BAR.

28. FAVORITE PIE? Thengakkolla(Coconut bunch).

29. FAVORITE ICE CREAM FLAVOR? Whisky.

30. OF ALL THE PEOPLE YOU TAGGED THIS TO, WHO'S MOST LIKELY TO RESPOND FIRST? I can’t tag when I am in office, they have blocked the blogspot.

 

Torments....Episode 1

It’s almost three months since I have posted something. Busy schedule, I must say, kept me off from blogosphere. A lot of things have happened in my life, met new people, saw some old friends, Arsenal went down on the table, interviews got over, one of my colleagues quit the job etc.. So many things, in such a short period, phew.

Some of the interviews I had were very funny for the interview panel. But I would rather say those were biggest tortures I’ve ever faced in my life. If some of the panelists were not all interested in what I was speaking, some others were not all interested about my existence in that room.

The Kozhikode interview was funniest among all the five interviews I had. A young prof made a complete jackass out of me. I won’t forget that interview in this life. I never thought he could ever torment a person the way he did to me.

It started like this. He drew two pair of lines, one with 2000V written b/w the lines, the other with 200V.

Prof(Resting his upper torso and head on the table): Which one would cause more shock?

This question itself shocked me(who is a Electrical Engineer by degree) as if I have touched the live terminal of a substation. A plethora of thoughts went across my mind. Such a trivial question, I am dumbfound. There is something wrong with my fundamentals, but how on earth 200V could cause more shock than 2000V? I don’t know. I again looked into paper to see whether I had missed or had imagined any zeroes. There is nothing wrong with my eye sight, but my concepts are wrong. Just to make my life worse I asked..

Me: Whether the same person is touching both the lines, the environment, is he wearing any shock proof apparels or accessories etc?

Prof: (Nodded his head in a skeptical manner)

I started thinking again suddenly I told

Me: 2000V,no way 200V could casue more shock. Ohm’s law. Blah…blah… (I was sweating, as if I am in Sahara Desert, in air-conditioned room). By the time I finished answering that question I lost all my confidence and only thing I wanted was to get out of that room. I was looking him in such a way that he would have wondered why the hell the government spent its resources on “educating” such an idiot.

Office , not so sweet office...

After a week of great vacation at home, the day has come, the day to go back to a place somewhere in between the fifth and sixth levels of hell,Bangalore, more obviously the office. Nothing could get ever worse as this. I really hate this time, going back to office after a so called "long break". I don't know why, may be because my mind is a little bit upset today due to Arsenal losing some points yesterday. I don't know the real reason.
This time tomorrow I will be writing some code or design that has nothing to do with any sort of creativity. I feel very bad at times and sometimes I really like the work. I am not able to logically relate things I am doing.. Sometimes I really don't know what to do, my mind wanders into the unknown.
Regds,
__Myself

In the office on a high!!!

Nothing feels as good as writing software requirements and having discussion with a senior systems architect when you have downed a couple of pints of beer. That’s kind of situation I am in. It was supposed to be a b’day treat of my so called “project leader” who is really a member of a “Mafia” headed by me in facebook, strange isn’t it? I just can’t imagine what the hell I’ll go and discuss in front of a highly senior and respected guy. At this point the best I can do is analyze the relation between Narendra Modi and sensibility. Things seem to be funny. All my team mates are on a high except one. A great socialistic team.

I can feel my eyes drooping when I type in this. Aaaha!!! What a pleasure it is.

Need to look into certain things about which I should make my genuine comments. I really don’t know what is the scope of this project. What I know is I will get paid for all sort of illogical things I write, say and design. Hope my appraiser won’t see this!!!!

Russian Roulette and some confessions

Three posts in five days, life seems to be pretty cool these days, with nothing much to do. 10:30 to 17:30 has become my office time. The world has become better, it seems. I know, all my joys are short lived. Every time I write something boasting about the freedom I used to enjoy at that moment, I never knew I was playing Russian roulette with a fully loaded gun, which kills my peace by giving me work which I could never finish in a fortnight. Life isn’t bliss always.

I am addicted to Malayalam melodrama these days. I don’t know why I like them; to be precise I really like three of them, two of which are in same time so I need to do some trickery with the remote so as not to miss any important chunk in any of them. I still know the time when I looked in disgust the people who watched these soaps. I never expected to be in a position that even I was not very fond of. Life isn’t predictable.

I don’t know whether I am gaining or losing weight. I take in huge quantities of junk food these days, but still the jeans aren’t so tight to categorize me as an obese overfed Indian youth. Everyday I go to sleep by making a pledge to myself that I start my exercise regime the very next morning. But by the time I wake up there will be hardly enough time for me to get ready and pack my bags to office. I really feel bad about my health. I fear I have serious respiratory problems because of the pollution in the neighbourhood.

Back to work…..