randomness of life : MJ

the going is smooth and all of a sudden the earth below you no longer exists. darkness darkness around makes you forget the existence of light
when life could not be better.. it ceases to exist !!

mj what i learned from u

# no dream is too big or too difficult

# obstacles is twin of success ; you will find them both in life

# never let success reach your head

# the higher u go .. more detractors you meet

# vanity is skin deep but can be a killer


rest in peace king of pop..
your rein is forever in our hearts
despite the muck around u..
let ur soul keep ur story secure

Ma now I know

Now a days Dexter is very angry with me.

I dont give him chocolates or sweets. I have told ma to reduce the carbohydrate from his diet, he has to eat multivitamins, calcium & cod liver oil gels every single day and I take him for longer walks. All this in my attempt to make him lean. I was told by my vet that he is overweight by 2-3 kg and has to quickly reduce it.

Earlier I would brag bout how I spoil him but now I just realized by doing so I was doing him more harm than good. So took a 360 deg change in approach and that has baffled Dexter. He always did not like me for being the one who would give him the medications and I would try to pacify him by giving chocolate goodies but now I dont even share my goodies with him is something he cannot take.

Enough injustice he has beard so he is on revolt.

Yesterday when I came home after a tour of 3 days he did do the song and dance number to welcome me but when I did not give him a share of goody I brought he stopped talking to me and was fuming. No I am not exaggerating here.. ask my ma.

Then I realized I too would do the same thing with my parents when they would not allow me to do something which they thought was not right and similarly even when I get angry with God when he does not make things happen my way.

In a way we all act like Dexter. We fret and get mad at people who love us the most and would do anything to make our life a little better like our parents or siblings or spouse or friend. We take their love for granted and instead of trying to understand why they behave in a particular manner we go on our little trip with the “no one cares for me” number.

Ma was grinning when I told her am sorry for being a pain. She said I have more in store as I have yet to get human children who make a new definition each generation of “being a pain”.

GIGO

Breakfast bar is a great place to observe the corporate species at their best. I get to meet the middle management across the country staying in my hotel during breakfast.

Some are the quiet types, have a quick power breakfast while browsing the paper and off they go. Some gorge on the assortment and keep asking loudly for more helping. Some are real loud on the phone, which is annoying since the breakfast place is usually closed area and voice resonates. Some have a relaxed breakfast, enjoying the landscaped view outside. I fall in this category.

In Bombay my house offers me the view of my neighbor so my breakfast are hurried affair, no early morning dew to see, no chirping of the birds,only chirping I get to hear is that of the neighbor's kid. So I wake up early to enjoy my breakfast.

This time in Hyderabad (yep I went there again) I was having breakfast, albeit a hurried one this time, I heard two loud men talking, one Indian and other is white man. The conversation bit I caught was the Indian cribbing about Hyderabad being too hot and Charminar being a real dirty, crowded place and nothing in Hyderabad was worth a look. Taking a cue from there, the white man went gung ho on saying a few derogatory things about India which I am not quoting.

Later the Indian got talking to me and on finding he has not gone to Charminar and was airing his views on comments he had heard, I enlightened him about Charminar and the other beautiful places to see in Hyderabad.

You must be wondering what am I getting at.

Well if we Indians do not take pride in our country and voice our opinion on what is wrong in here then how do we expect others to take us seriously?

By the way the guy told me that he was a pilot and the white man was an American pilot. Being in a profession where you interact with people of other nationality, makes them brand ambassadors of their country and if here they portray a sad figure, word of mouth does the rest and India gets branded.

A country is what her people are. So its not our country that is wrong, its we people that are. If educated people with exposure are making us more vulnerable to being branded as a third world country with poverty and people, can we blame the rest of the world calling us that!!

We know what are the problems our country is facing but how many of us are doing something about it ? Or for that matter, how many of us follow simple rules to help our country grow? We make a mockery of traffic signals, sign boards like “no parking” or “no smoking”, we throw garbage on the street, we steal garbage bins, we jump queues, we bribe as we are too lazy to do our own work, we pull down people who want to bring in a positive change, etc. I really could put in a long list.

So next time you want to bitch about your country, start by bitching about yourself. Coz you made your country the way it is !

Have my cake and eat it too !

As a child when I had to mug up the proverbs for my grammar exams I would really hate it coz most of them dint make sense to me

Here are some of the some real no brainer proverbs that I have twisted to make sense to me..

# A good beginning makes a good ending

Well ask the Dot.com guys.. they are still bearing the brunt of their fabulous beginning !!

So A good beginning makes a good beginning.. period
A good end depends on the amount of connections you have !!

good ending depends upon how well connected you are to the goons, politicians, how loaded you are and what are the other connections you can pull out


# A good man is hard to find

A good man is impossible ... question of finding thus does not arise !!

#A woman's place is in the home
Am sure the feminist groups would have taken strong objection to this one

A woman's place is where her heart is.. man's place is where most women are !!

# All good things come to he who waits
No wonder all important bills are waiting for clearance by the government, year after year

All good things come to he who waits but good things don't happen

#All's fair in love and war
then why do we complain ??????

# The world loves the lover
really then why so many love stories don't flourish ?

# You can't have your cake and eat it too
then why in the first place would I want my cake ???

# some mathematical quakers that have boggled Mathematicians and Scientists

-A stitch in time saves nine
- A miss is as good as a mile
- A picture paints a thousand words
- A volunteer is worth twenty pressed men


Am sure you to have your list, so please go ahead and add on !!

monday blues

off late the monday blues have slipped down from its reverend position of sunday evening to saturday night...

i get these horrid monday blues and i think when people say"work is worship" "my job is my hobby", they LIE.....

well in 99.99% of the cases they do !!!

come on if work is so much fun then it would be called fun and not work .. right? and of course its fun at times when u r not working at work...

i had a super way of getting over this horrid monday blues.. it was watching wwe raw on monday night 10:30 pm and smack down on tuesday night same time.. but now its shifted to thursday and friday.. grrr so i really have no motivation to get through monday ordeal ...

how do u tackle ur monday blues ??

update on snuggle

guys you will be happy to know snuggles is as fit as a fiddle and back to his goofy ways and now even does the sambha when he sees my family..

at last we have made our peace.. he is ok with staying out and not with us and i dont feel guilty about not able to keep him home...

life teaches us so many things.. i learned emotions are good but if not supported with logic .. it really goes a hell out bit out of hand...

Lost or loss ?

My attempt at writing a fictional dark short story. its not as dark as i would have aspired to write.. my laim excuse for not making it - its my 1st attempt !!



The last time I met him, we had a bitter fight. I told him to go and finally he understood I meant not just to go then but out of my life for ever. All he went on saying is he wanted a hug. I dint feel like it so I dint. He called me names and left. I dint feel bitter or sad. I dint feel. He dint exist in my world anymore.

But now he just dint exist in any world. The news reached me a couple of years late. I really don't know if I feel any pain, I think I don't. Too much happened in my life since I last saw him. Well that sounds like a shallow excuse in my ears too. Well I think the real reason was I dint love him ever. We were attracted to each other. I ran out of fire soon, he was still there.

I have an all important board meeting in an hour, so I cant afford to go down the memory lanes. May be some other day I will think of him and pay my last regards.

The day never comes..