Sunday = Funday??? Well, I cleaned the house today, aided by Wilson, so maybe not! But then again, I also found some of my old underwear, that I had put up a MISSING notice in the newspaper for, so I guess good too... But then they were in a lil...err...dilapidated condition...so I had to throw them out! Wrong news to start with, so more on that...uhh...later maybe!
I heard about this friend of mine today, who used to be a batchmate during Infy training in Mysore... He used to be crazy about this particular girl in our batch... Now we all have had our share of crushes/infatuations etc, so I have tried not to be judgemental about the certain extreme measures he has employed to win her over...
During training, well he used to stick to her all the time, even when in different classes... Teflon doesn't stick to the frying pan that well! I guess he tried the be-the-girl's-best-friend tack... This female didn't give a rat's ass about the guy and his feelings... She did what each one of us called use-and-throw...
After training, the bloke gets posted to Bangalore and the girl had to haul her bedding to Trivandrum... Our guy probably got the season pass to Trivandrum or something, he started weekly trips to the place, once even took a week's leave to spend "quality" time with the female... WTF... He even went down on his knees in front of her, in the Trivandrum DC foodcourt...
Fast forward to the present, the female's now engaged and is getting married in July... So what does our hero do?? I don't know, actually... But I sure hope he hasn't gone searching for rat poison, or planning to take a nap on the railway tracks... Devdas's philosophy hasn't exactly been profitable to our modern day lovers, except for raking in loss of dignity for them and moolah for Bimal Roy in 1955 and Sanjay Leela Bhansali in 2002...
Hopefully he's moving on... I have learnt to do the same the hard way, its why I can't ridicule his agonizingly stupid actions... End of Chapter. Life, here we come! We can find something better to discuss than screwed-up relationships, right... I say screwed-up, only because I'm unable to conjure a worse adjective!
Mom called in the morning today and told me about this family friend's daughter who finally made it through IIT... She had passed the 12th std in 2006... This was her third attempt which finally succeeded... While I do commend her absolute dedication to cracking the IIT-JEE, which is seen as one hard nut to crack, my doubts still flourish as to what she achieved by wasting 2 years of her life...
I had answered the JEE too, though my rank was closer to a telephone number, than anything IIT-worthy... But the biggies who do make it through IITs, MITs, IIMs, and all those sacred places, what do they gain? At the most, they will have their statues erected in all the parks and landmarks of the world, where they will have a lifetime-free subscription to digested avian meals!
What did you achieve to make up for all the lost sleep, all the time you did not spend with your friends, the attention you could not give to an aging grandparent just because you were busy mugging up empirical formulas and concepts of supply and demand? What will you have gained if your kids see you as nothing more than an uncle who comes home to sleep with their mother?
I'd prefer to have a life where the president of the company I work in, does not know I exist, but my neighbour thinks I'm a nice guy... I'd love a life which cannot get me a BMW, even if I slog every single waking second, but allows me to give piggy-back rides to my daughter... I'd want a life which would get me into trouble with irate clients for not meeting a deadline, but would allow me to ensure my kids are tucked in for the night... A life which does not earn me an invite to the elite circles of society, but allows me to trouble my mom and laugh with my dad... I'd rather take a walk on a long road, than zoom through it in a Ferrari without having the time to roll down the windows...
Life is just that... A rather heady collusion of dreamy "I want"s and practical "I get"s... No point cribbing, just dip the straw in and swirl in the contents... Its the best you can do when you dream about a gleaming new sportsbike, and life hands you a beat-up moped with a torn seat...
You must be feeling murderous by now, so lets change the topic (again..)! Had shopping in the evening and got some milk... Thought I'll make some milkshake and opened the pack to have some fresh-cow-dung-cake fragrance waft through my freshly washed kitchen... Name of Milk: Nature Fresh, tagline: Closest to Nature... Close to Nature, alright! They did not rule out wildlife either!
Good the nights for now, last day of holiday tomorrow!! And Raphael's said he's gonna teach me to cook tomm... Lets see, will I come up with a gourmet chicken dish tomorrow or will I just turn up short of burning the house down? Fingers Crossed, Elbows Twisted!
Current Mood : Majja Nu Life!
Mujik : Mortal Kombat Soundtrack
I heard about this friend of mine today, who used to be a batchmate during Infy training in Mysore... He used to be crazy about this particular girl in our batch... Now we all have had our share of crushes/infatuations etc, so I have tried not to be judgemental about the certain extreme measures he has employed to win her over...
During training, well he used to stick to her all the time, even when in different classes... Teflon doesn't stick to the frying pan that well! I guess he tried the be-the-girl's-best-friend tack... This female didn't give a rat's ass about the guy and his feelings... She did what each one of us called use-and-throw...
After training, the bloke gets posted to Bangalore and the girl had to haul her bedding to Trivandrum... Our guy probably got the season pass to Trivandrum or something, he started weekly trips to the place, once even took a week's leave to spend "quality" time with the female... WTF... He even went down on his knees in front of her, in the Trivandrum DC foodcourt...
Fast forward to the present, the female's now engaged and is getting married in July... So what does our hero do?? I don't know, actually... But I sure hope he hasn't gone searching for rat poison, or planning to take a nap on the railway tracks... Devdas's philosophy hasn't exactly been profitable to our modern day lovers, except for raking in loss of dignity for them and moolah for Bimal Roy in 1955 and Sanjay Leela Bhansali in 2002...
Hopefully he's moving on... I have learnt to do the same the hard way, its why I can't ridicule his agonizingly stupid actions... End of Chapter. Life, here we come! We can find something better to discuss than screwed-up relationships, right... I say screwed-up, only because I'm unable to conjure a worse adjective!
Mom called in the morning today and told me about this family friend's daughter who finally made it through IIT... She had passed the 12th std in 2006... This was her third attempt which finally succeeded... While I do commend her absolute dedication to cracking the IIT-JEE, which is seen as one hard nut to crack, my doubts still flourish as to what she achieved by wasting 2 years of her life...
I had answered the JEE too, though my rank was closer to a telephone number, than anything IIT-worthy... But the biggies who do make it through IITs, MITs, IIMs, and all those sacred places, what do they gain? At the most, they will have their statues erected in all the parks and landmarks of the world, where they will have a lifetime-free subscription to digested avian meals!
What did you achieve to make up for all the lost sleep, all the time you did not spend with your friends, the attention you could not give to an aging grandparent just because you were busy mugging up empirical formulas and concepts of supply and demand? What will you have gained if your kids see you as nothing more than an uncle who comes home to sleep with their mother?
I'd prefer to have a life where the president of the company I work in, does not know I exist, but my neighbour thinks I'm a nice guy... I'd love a life which cannot get me a BMW, even if I slog every single waking second, but allows me to give piggy-back rides to my daughter... I'd want a life which would get me into trouble with irate clients for not meeting a deadline, but would allow me to ensure my kids are tucked in for the night... A life which does not earn me an invite to the elite circles of society, but allows me to trouble my mom and laugh with my dad... I'd rather take a walk on a long road, than zoom through it in a Ferrari without having the time to roll down the windows...
Life is just that... A rather heady collusion of dreamy "I want"s and practical "I get"s... No point cribbing, just dip the straw in and swirl in the contents... Its the best you can do when you dream about a gleaming new sportsbike, and life hands you a beat-up moped with a torn seat...
You must be feeling murderous by now, so lets change the topic (again..)! Had shopping in the evening and got some milk... Thought I'll make some milkshake and opened the pack to have some fresh-cow-dung-cake fragrance waft through my freshly washed kitchen... Name of Milk: Nature Fresh, tagline: Closest to Nature... Close to Nature, alright! They did not rule out wildlife either!
Good the nights for now, last day of holiday tomorrow!! And Raphael's said he's gonna teach me to cook tomm... Lets see, will I come up with a gourmet chicken dish tomorrow or will I just turn up short of burning the house down? Fingers Crossed, Elbows Twisted!
Current Mood : Majja Nu Life!
Mujik : Mortal Kombat Soundtrack
so u want a daughter......eh?
ReplyDeletewell y do all the guys need a daughter?
Its just a stupid metaphor, I don't actually want a daughter or kids for that matter!
ReplyDeleteKids are brats, and brats I can't handle!
"No point cribbing, just dip the straw in and swirl in the contents.."
ReplyDeletelovely.
life would be so much easier for me and everybody around me if i could just remember that! :)