Monday, October 31, 2011
Cousin's marriage in India and I am missing all the fun and shopping! Yes, everything just sucks!
Ok, on a happy note-ehhhhh-------mmmmm------- welllllll------Obama might just win the re-election!
Days seem shorter as I struggle to finish things and
Nights seem shorter as I don't seem to get enough sleep.
Whats up with time?! Where is it rushing off to? Get a life -time. Slow down and enjoy the loveliness around you.
An exhausted traveler
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Today morning as I sat in my little cubicle at work, instead of working I busied myself blog hopping and then, blog writing. Each time I stumbled across an interesting post or article,I told myself, in the classic procrastinator way- 'I'll get back to work as soon as I finish reading this particular article/post' and before you know it you are couple of hours down and many blogs and blog posts beyond. Also, by then your brain is so fried from all the intense staring-at-the-computer-screen, while simultaneously processing all the trivial and sometimes not so trivial material you read, that at the end of a blog hopping marathon, the last thing you want to do is get back to work. In my case, to get the momentum started and going would require such large amount of self-determination, that if indeed I ever had that level of self-determination I may have been able to classify myself as a high-achiever and not a procrastinator.
Any hows, since self-determination and all such fabulous qualities elude me and perhaps an almost impossible feat ( although they do say nothing is impossible) to acquire this late in life, I surrender gracefully and join myself to the Fellowship Of Procrastinators where I suppose our moto would probably read- "Not Done..But We Can Always Do it Later".
On to more "informative" details- I stumbled across this cool blog -India Uncut by this (popular) Indian blogger Amit Varma, who also, apparently, happens to be a fellow procrastinator, who published a book (My Friend Sancho) in 2009, (which I am keen to read) and won a prize and everything. I cam across a review on his book and found an excerpt from it that goes:
Oh heck! Let me atleast try and get back to work..I mean only for my conscience sake which sometimes has this annoying habit of telling me stuff I don't want to hear.
As an afterthought and on a slightly unrelated subject-
I do realize that I commit many a language related murders in my blog; but since this is not a high traffic blog, I have convinced myself that the probability of me getting caught and charged of the crimes are rather slim. Also, this line from Amit Varma's book has given me renewed faith in my blogging, bad grammar, language and all.
I really want to read this book now. I mean I really must get back to work now.
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Got some downtime today and decided to play the "55 words" game. Well, actually there was no downtime. It was me deciding- to heck with everything else, I am going to do what I feel like doing even if its not productive in anyway. Yea--you turn into a rebel for those few minutes. How brave (read sad)! ANYhows, here goes...
SO the rule of the game is to write a short story using only 55 words. Long ago, one of the visitors to this blog (Yep, this blog used to have visitors- the ones who read and sign out/in with a comment or two. Sometimes I get a bit nostalgic about those days. Other times I feel relieved) had suggested that I try it and at the time I made a joke of it. Recently I came across some similar attempts made by others and decided to try it out. All in good fun but with less silliness.
I tried out two versions-the sad and the happy version.
She is frantically trying to call. The last time they may be speaking to each other; something profoundly sad about knowing this in advance. They had an incredible connection. Some may call them soul mates. She is frantic. She hears something and she wakes up. It’s the phone. They never spoke for the last time.
She is frantically trying to call. The last time they may be speaking to each other; something profoundly sad about knowing this in advance. They had an incredible connection. Some may call them soul mates. She is frantic. She hears something and she wakes up. It’s the phone. She answers and breaks into a smile.
PS: Was that me trying to be all artsy, like some European-foreign language-cinema or was it too Bollywood-ish? Hmmm--cannot decide.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Drove down to the beach Saturday afternoon. It was a nice cool, windy, fall afternoon although I would have preferred a downcast, cloudy, windy, fall afternoon. The sun was too bright but not as hot. I am not a beach person and I need a good enough excuse to head out there. A friend decided to celebrate his 30th birthday and invited us and some friends over. Since that was a good enough excuse, we decided to go to wish him and fuss around him a bit. I took my camera and a dish along. An unwritten code of conduct within the student community- when there is a party with food involved it is always potluck unless explicitly stated in the invite (mail) not to bring any food. No student can generally afford to feed so many even if its an important milestone in his/her life. The dish soon got lost among all the other dishes people had brought and as always, you don't remember much of what you ate or did not eat. This time I do remember tasting the chocolate cake though.
As the party progressed, off came the party wear and on came the swim wear (quite natural since we were at the beach) and while all the beach lovers had a good time, frolicking in the ocean I, still in my party wear, (yea just felt the need to clarify that) walked around playing with my camera.
To get to the beach you drive along this gorgeous coastline. The only problem is you cannot stop as its the highway and so a lot of missed photo ops.
Sadly I do not swim and neither do I enjoy beaches much, although they are lovely, especially these tucked away secluded ones, away from all the tourist hoopla. But misty, majestic, mountains any day for me.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Friday, October 07, 2011
Anytime there is an incident that has the whole world either overwhelmed with grief or ecstatically happy, I have to blog about it, especially if it is the former. Yes! you guessed right- this post is dedicated to the not unexpected but rather sudden demise of Steve Jobs.
Pretty inspiring to see what can be achieved by someone in a short span of ~ 30years, especially coming from circumstances that are ordinary and middle class. Well, we will wait for his biography and see what it says.
Anyhows, as expected, Facebook, Twitter are all buzzing with news of his death with epitaphs dedicated to him. There are personal quotes, borrowed quotes, Steve Job quotes all indicating what an important man he was and how greatly he will be missed.
Personally I don't have any catchy epitaph extolling Steve Jobs as I am not a "gadget-gizmo mortal" and my only association with Apple is my ipod (which is probably by now an antique in the Apple world) and those of the fruit/edible kind and hence I am not feeling an overwhelming sense of loss on his passing away. But yes, I would say, like any other person with common sense and a heart -the world has indeed lost a prolific innovator! R.I.P Steve Jobs and may many be inspired by you.
PS: Sounds like I just delivered my personal Steve Job epitaph