Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Consequence of Weekend Exploration

Usually my day starts with a boring alarm and then I begin my chores until this weekend experience which has made the difference since then. There is a hill adjacent to my apartment which I’ve always wanted to conquer since I shifted to this place. I used to see even old people climbing it slowly. But I am an addict due to which I never could take up the task. My addiction being my laziness has kept me in its trance and never gave up on me. I didn’t want to let him feel defeated, so I never resented.

But this Sunday, this laziness of mine went for a holiday and I took to the task. After I had lunch I took a break of 30mins and started on my boxer shorts, I went on the top and realized that I hadn’t experienced such air ever in recent times. It was amazing and then what!! I see that there are series of hills connected and one could walk over on the top of them. I went about half a kilometer and reached the next hill where I found a particularly wonderful spot and landed my arse on the concrete. I could just sit on it for hours (2hours though) and feel the wind gushing and gaily solitude crept upon me. I was enjoying every bit of it. Time dint seem like it existed. Added to that, it started drizzling which multiplied my excitement. I just sat there till the rain god has completely satisfied himself by drenching me but less did he know my contemplation of bliss I was driving out of it. Finally I didn’t want to scare my mom that I was dead in those bushes by a snake bite or a slip from those rocks, so after four hours merriment, I left to my home.

And on my way back I decided that I was going to visit this place EVERY day. So I did yesterday and felt good. Today it was slightly drizzling and I kind of realized that if I give up now my friend who went on a holiday would come back and conquer me so I started again. Usually a damp beginning is not really something I welcome to start a day with, but today I went up the hill and what I realized was that the rain god thought he had been more judicious in thinking that his outburst was going to make me feel a blighter of myself. I have successfully tricked him and silently enjoyed his thrust huffing and puffing as I wanted to complete the whole operation in 30mins today.

Way back some strange minute object took over my sight of an eye for a brief moment and I didn’t stop, what I realized was my speed was exponentially increasing and I was compelled to open by sour eye and try reducing my speed. I somehow succeeded and my very presence here writing this post proves that. I then has a feeling incubating in my mind that what if I could climb up and down with my eyes closed. I don’t know if I’ll succeed, but I think I’ll give it a try unless these spirits die.

Friday, July 3, 2009

:D !!


quite an interesting table, must say! :P

Friday, May 15, 2009

GMail GoogleMail and etc


Whenever you leave an email id on a website, you get hundreds of spam mails typically recommending products I am pretty sure I do not need, kids toys to errr ehem lets say toys :P..!!
Google provides aliases for one's email ID's. This is a very oooold trick but must people rather prefer sorting their mails manually than doing this.

@gmail is same as @googlemail




So if your mail id is mailid@gmail.com then mailid@googlemail.com is also you. (Yes, it is you :P)
So whenever you register on some website which you think will spam your mailbox you can register with the @googlemail.com id and use a filter to set all the @googlemail.com mail to spam.

X + anything = X

This is a better version of segregating mails. Any mail posted to urmailid+xyz@gmail will be redirected to urmailid@gmail.com so in my blog if I leave my mail id as sriks86+blogreaders@gmail.com I would definitely know that the mail came from a blog reader. Set filters on these and you have all your mail easily sorted as sriks86+frnds, sriks86+family or sriks86+idontwanttohearfromyou.

Google also does not distinguish between abc.123@gmail.com and a.b.c.1.2.3@gmail.com and abc123@gmail.com, add as many dots as you want.

To all the "pooja/neha/neeta wants to say hi to you",
happy spamming :)

Monday, May 11, 2009

this happens at an office too!

Imagine you've a boss at a different place;

# Who is reluctant to talk.

# If talks, then only sparse usage of words, periodically, as if they're costing him.

# Hears a "K" as an "A" and assumes it is correct;

then the pic justifies the outcome :D

Dedication: to my boss, for making me search for the pic! I'm at a better place than the depiction because me n my boss would fight only virtually :P

Thought ~~~> ~~~> why doesn't blogspot have "Comic Sans" font?!! crap!! these folks need to develop! I'm losing interest while typing the entry!! bbbooorrrrrrrrrreeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Defining:


We -

Affection,
Bonding,
Years,
Fights,
Places,
Pulling legs,
Crap gossips,
Arbit chatter,
Relations,
Communication,
Difficulties,
Spend time together,
Recollect instances,
Recreate memories,
and mainly
People for everything!

Love -

When you begin to believe that you can grow old with someone comfortably.

Life -

People and Moments!

You -

A catalyst to makes dreams of self into a reality called Life!

Saturday, May 2, 2009

Unquote

Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.

:)

Monday, April 20, 2009

bleep. arg. ack....oh noooo!

Every morning when I get onto the train, I find myself a cozy little corner in a way such that I am going forward, for two reasons.. one that I am going forward in my life :P and the other being the "dog is man’s best friend" effect.

 

Dog is man's Best friend effect:

If you notice in a train or a bus.. even if the seats are vacant; there are people standing at the door sticking their heads out, and all that is missing for a perfect picture is a long tongue sticking out of their mouth :P. We all have a bit of it in us :) 

 

As usual when I am comfortably planted, I get my phone out and start texting my girl friend, the guy next to me gets really interested. He peeps into my cell and starts reading and when I try to hide it.. Man!! he gets really annoyed, as if I have denied him the his constitutional right. The prime minister wanted every gal child to read.. he never mentioned anything about the annoying fellow passenger.

I am sure he would be thrilled read something like "cant make it 2 home 2night, gotto blow up a train"

 

When I am done, I put back my phone and the chap realizes that the show's over and he can sleep. First he checks both his neighbours and sees which shirt matches more with his bedroom ambience. Locks on one target and gives him one big grin and in 2 minutes you are his katrina, aishwarya and bipasha. For 5 mins you bear this nuisance and then start the nudging, budging and poking session. He doesn’t care one bit, but when his station approaches, he gets up promptly and walks off. I am waiting for a guy who actually has the balls to say sorry or courtesy to say thank you.

 

In a mumbai train there's always a wise guy who thinks he is the RJ of the compartment and the annoying lady who keeps announcing the last station, the previous station, the next station in marathi, hindi and english once before reaching the station and once after the station .. uuuurgh  (please shut her up, i don’t mind missing my station)!!!

 

And there are the ones who are the news guys, he opens up the news paper so wide and expects you to hold on the other end. One day I get curious and peep into the newspaper.. the owner then gives a demanding look for the 75ps I owe him for reading the newspaper. 

 

"The return of Young Star Jr.NTR" in daata (yeah .. thats samba) and our very own Ravi Teja's super hit sequel to Idoit - Loafer (Dubai Seenu) - #)@(*!)((*@&#^ 

Point of note: 

-never read the newspaper

-In your face SRK .. ur last telugu dubbed movie was mohabbatein :P

 

Finally when it’s the golden moment when your destination comes.

The average indian male is somewhere around 5' 7" in height. Curse my luck, I am 6. When I am standing at the door waiting to get out, all I see is few airfields or lot of hair in my face. YUCK !!! That’s the only moment I wish I was a few inches taller.

 

But guess what.. I travel 60 Kms a day for say 25 days for 120 rupees a month. That's dirt cheap( my calculator says thats 8 paise per kilometer..) i'm not complaining now :P