Howzzat?!?

The most unfair thing about life is the way it ends. I mean, life is tough. It takes up a lot of your time. What do you get at the end of it? A death. What's that, a bonus?!? I think the life cycle is all backwards. You should die first, get it out of the way. Then you go live in an old age home. You get kicked out for being too healthy. Go collect your pension, then, when you start work, you get a gold watch on your first day. You work forty years until you're young enough to enjoy your retirement. You drink alcohol, you party, and you get ready for high-school. You go to primary school, you become a kid, you play, you have no responsibilities, you become a little baby, you go back, spend your last 9 months floating with luxuries like central heating, spa, room service on tap, then you finish off as an orgasm!! Amen.

(.... from yet another forwarded mail.)

London, 23rd April 2004

Ah! its ONE year now. Happy Happy :o))

I don’t know if I should stay

In the past one month or so, barring a very few exceptions I have not really been very happy about the contents of my posts. The lack of original and good writing ideas is still there. I thought of giving up blogging for some time, so that I can perhaps get refreshed and then write something more meaningful when i get some good and fresh writing ideas.

I generally (in fact always) blog from office, and this new addiction has resulted in significant decrease in my productivity. These days due to heavy workload, and a heavier state of mind that I am in I am not getting any time to think and write. I cant blog from home since I do not own a computer, and that is a conscious decision, since after sitting in front of a comp for at least 1/3rd of a day everyday I do not really want to spend more time in front of this machine. In fact I have always dismissed the devilish ideas of my present/prev bosses who offered to give me a office laptop. I call my boss's idea as devilish 'coz along with the laptop also comes a production pager and lot of expectations of working at unearthly hours, and I am much happier without these complications in my life.

I think I need a lot of fresh air, a vacation away from regular hustle-bustle of life, and some relaxed atmosphere to rejuvenate myself. Yes!... that should help, but I do not really see that happening soon. Till the time I write something better and original, here is poem that I received in a forwarded mail. If you are working (more so in software industry) you might be able to relate. Read on.....

Poetry by some unknown software engineer:

The name is good, the brand is big
But the work I do is that of a pig
The work or the brand, what is my way?
I don’t know if I should stay.

To work, they have set their own way
Nobody will care to hear what I say
My will be NULL, they wont change their way
I don’t know if I should stay.

The project is in a critical stage
But to do good work, this is the age
This dilemma is killing me day by day
I don’t know if I should stay.

The money is good, the place is great
But the development is at a very small rate
Should I go for the work, or wait for pay
I don’t know if I should stay.

The managers don’t know what they talk
The team doesn’t know where they walk
That's a bad situation, what say?
I don’t know if I should stay.

I can go to any other place
But what if I get the same disgrace
I cant keep switching day by day
I don’t know if I should stay.

"Brave kids do not cry"

Haven't we heard this statement as a kid? I am sure we all did, and all of us will tell/have told this to our kids. This is even more applicable to men, as women can perhaps get away with crying, as for some reason crying is accepted as a feminine trait. That is why we men have also heard the statement 'don't cry like girls' quiet often when we were kids.

The point I want to raise here is that how big this misconception is about crying being a non-brave thing. As we grow older we are supposed to suppress our emotions whenever we feel like crying and prove our bravery. Just like laughter and anger, crying also comes to all of us naturally, then why do we suppress it?

I am sure almost all of us do have occasions in our lives as grown ups when we feel like crying, but we suppress is because of the fear of being branded weak. Remember those childhood days when we did something terribly wrong, or someone else did something wrong to us, and we could easily leap into mom's embrace and cry our anguish out of the system, only to emerge more calm, more content and more strong.

I believe it takes lot of courage to cry when we are grown up.

I know I have had situations when all I really wanted was to put my head in my mom's lap and cry... just cry. But I didn't do that.... 'coz I am brave. huh..

Tell me what do you do when you face such a situation? Act brave or show courage to cry....

Dead-line

No matter what state of mind you are in, some incidents just make you laugh.

And so I have been laughing my lungs out from past 15 minutes or so. Way back in February my blog-buddy Animesh, had posted this, giving a link to a website hitman.

Its a real creepy website. After going through its contents I had forwarded the website link to a number of my friends.

Few minutes back after almost two months of the hitman post by Ani and my forwarded mail, a friend/colleague called me up. Here is how the conversation went...

She : Amit, I am gonna ask you something funny and stupid. But still I HAVE to ask you.
Me : (Well.. what's new) Shoot.
She : Remember you had sent a email with a link to a Hitman site few days back.
Me : (pretending that i am too busy to remember such pity things) ummm.. yeah may be i had sent. So ?
She : Actually I just recd a mail from Hitman, informing that I only have 24 hrs more to live.
Me : Yippeee!!! (the devil in me erupts)
She : Pls tell me that the site is a crap, and its a joke.
Me : (with all seriousness) I cant say that. The site looked very professional, it might be true.
She : Oh no! pleeeese... say that its crap. pleeeese..
Me : Okay... Hitman is a crap.
She : Say it genuinely.
Me : yaar.. it sounds so cool.
She : cool?? my foot... What do i do now?
Me : there is hardly anything you can do, all that needs to be done will be done by hitman.
She : I hope its a joke, i don't wanna die.
Me : we'll know by tomorrow.
Me : Can you fwd me that mail?
She : I was so nervous that I deleted it.
Me : As if deleting it would change something .. eh!
She : But why would anyone want to kill me?
Me : Its so exciting to know that you are so important to someone that (s)he gave a supari to get you killed. Its so cool.
She : If i remember correctly they charge $50 K per murder. and one, I don't have any enemies, and two i certainly do not have any rich enemies.
Me : See I am so useless, no body wants to kill me. But you are special, your life has a value, $ 50K. hahahaaa
She : you are laughing !! :-/ even my team mates are making fun, they have already distributed my assets among themselves, one wants my cellphone, another is eyeing my new wrist watch and so on.
Me : And you said you have 24 hrs, that means you'll die in office tomorrow, which could result in office being closed for a few days. So nice of you.
She : You...... !@@##$$
Me : Catch you tomorrow, dead or alive.

Hahahah.. poor girl.. she is real tense, and everyone around is rolling on the floor.

In English "A" is for 'Apple'

What is "A" for in Bengali??

any guess....?
try
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okey, In Bengali "A" is for "Orange".

hahahaha :-D :-x :-))))

Those who could not understand the joke, should atleast know that I am not finding any time to blog these days. I try and atleast read some blogs, but the time i need to devote for writing a good post (which I believe I have not done for some time), is hard to find. Too many (de)pressing deadlines, and at least a day off which i have taken in each of last 3 weeks have made sure that all my time on working days is already booked.

This last weekend+monday I was on a personal trip to Indore (they call it mini-mumbai!.. peh...) and Ujjain (the city of temples). I would bolg about the trip in detail as soon as I find some time.

till then...

New Blog Idea

I came up with this idea of a dedicated blog for Ganguly Jokes. So here is another blog from me called
~ Ganguly Series ~

(http://gangulyseries.blogspot.com)

Visit this blog as well, Laugh your lungs out and share more funny Ganguly Jokes. I dont care if the jokes are stolen or original... all i care about is their ability to make us laugh. Join in guys!!!

nJoy!

Sentidental

Q : What makes you drop your jaw for a time much longer than anticipated?
A : a *pretty* dental doc.

Well not to mention I enjoyed this whole Jaw dropping incident which happened exactly 20 mins after I got up today morning. Yeah!!! I must have been in some strange, weird mood when I got myself an appointment for 9 am today. Understandably I got up just 5 mins prior to 9, and then it was all chaos and panic which made me swear at the hospital and at the moment when I agreed to take an appointment so damn early in the morning. somehow 20 mins later I was in the hospital parking lot (din't i tell you i am so fast....) One good thing about dentists is that all they are concerned about is your dental health. So just brushing my teeth, washing my face and some spray on my body was all that i needed to get ready. But finally when I saw the doc, all my efforts suddenly seemed worthwhile.

Well I am not gonna get into details of how the pretty doc, put so many metallic instruments with spitting capability, in my mouth etc. etc., but one thing is sure, pretty doctors help one heal faster (and feel better).

Ganguly Series

The inevitable has happened, George Bush jokes are passe, now Dada is in. Here are the latest Ganguly Series jokes that i received in my mailbox today.

> Shoaib Akhtar admits Ganguly is faster and quicker than him.
> "I haven't seen any one get out so fast. Man, I envy his speed. I am
> quick but he is quickest," he says, "I think I should now cut my
> run up short when I bowl to him. Or else, he might be gone when I
> am half way through my run up."

> Railways keen on Ganguly as brand embassador:
> "We'll be having someone who comes (back) before time. This will help us improve our image
> with the Indian public." says a Railway spokesperson.

> Q: Any guess which is Ganguly's favorite movie?
> A: Gone in 60 seconds.

:o)

My Only Asset

The only worthwhile asset that I have made, maintained and worked towards its growth all my life is 'My Friends'. As long as this asset of mine is glowing and growing I am sure of always having a reason to smile :o)

Below is the my asset count for past 7 years (time since I left my hometown Kanpur, first for studies and then for work)

No of new good friends I made while I lived in Nasik (2.5 yrs) : 15
No of new good friends I made while I lived in Mumbai (2 yrs) : 25
No of new good friends I made while I lived in Pune (6 mths) : 10
No of new good friends I made since I am in Delhi (2 yrs almost) : 1

Only one new friend in last 2 years!!! That sounds so uncool, but the fact is that I spent most of my time with this "one" new friend, and whatever time I was left with went in making up with all my old friends who are already here in Delhi. So no time for making new friends. But slowly in last one year my total friend count present in Delhi has reduced drastically as most of them moved to various parts of India/world for personal/professional reasons.

So now I am back to doing something which always fascinated me, building my long lasting asset of friends. You are welcome too!

Cheers for Friends and Friendship!