Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
Friday, August 25, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
One his supreme majesty the undisputed protector of cricketing world the knight of damsel in distress (read England) Lord Darrel Hair’s verdict that Inzi and his clan are guilty of scrapping leather on turf of civilized world. Does he have proof, no one knows, but how can we go against the words from the almighty protector himself, after all he is man of principle and integrity and everything else what west defines as civilized culture, while we are mere mortals.
So Inzi I guess you cannot play next five games and loose certain amount of your fee, but I adore your courage for standing up and for that alone I am going to root for your team next time you play India.
Second is the Captain of a European airliner who on a recent trip to Bombay, dint understood what a bunch of desis were chattering or probably their mannerism on flight and he had to beam a bat-signal across sky for full air force support and the flight was routed back to a safe base. Few pests (read un-amused desis) were detained for interrogation. In this age of heightened and over zealous security scenario, where a lady cannot wear a personal garment having a gel support while traveling in a plane, how did the captain dream of truckload of terrorist entering his space?
I guess it must have been something to do with mis-understanding desi mannerism. If too many of us get together, we usually don’t respect civil code of conduct. Few of the passengers must have been arrogant, asked for few extra pegs of whiskey or got excited over a in-flight show of KANK and generally showed no-care to in-flight crew’s instructions or request and rest as they say is history.
In my opinion the in-flight crew of international airline companies should be trained to understand desi psyche, the basic law is - we don’t abid any law of discipline, that is when we are in majority. We usually don’t listen to our civic administration's diktat, how do you expect us care about a flight attendant?
Or here is a better idea, just put some Air-India staff on every of flight that has a more than say 50% bookings for desis. Air-India employees are trained for such crowd control scenario, they had been herding cattle flights between Des and Middle East.
The point I am trying to make is:
- The west thinks being morally correct is only their virtue while developing nations are bankrupt, not only in their coffers but also in their integrity.
- Also as long as we remain undisciplined and as long as we have few jokers who scruff the surface of pitches without thinking twice, there would always be an excuse to point fingers in our direction.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
I said: “I Do”.
I sing: for my wife.
I dance: with my daughter.
I want to: be my son’s hero.
I am thinking about: home.
I make with my hands: dough.
I write: codes and plans.
I confuse: right from left.
I regret: my mistakes.
I cry: in solitude.
I hear: the waves.
I am not: an accountant.
I wish: I was 18.
I aspire: to be bored.
I need: my dope.
I wonder: if I make any sense to you?
- Be your character what it will, it will be known; and nobody will take it upon your word. - Anonymous
- Do or Do Not, There is no Try – Yoda
- To see what is right, and not to do it, is want of courage or of principal. – Confucius
- Keep your face to the sunshine and you will not see the shadows. - Helen Keller
- For those who understand no explanation is needed, ...For those who don't none will do. - Jerry Lewis
Monday, August 21, 2006
Thursday, August 17, 2006
I am in the blue zone today…
Just 80 more…
80 more strikes to be made on my calendar,
80 more dawns before I see my sunshine,
80 more evenings before I play with my kids,
80 more meals before I share one with my own,
80 more nights before I sleep on my own bed,
80 more stars to wish upon…
80 more days before I can go back home.
...80 more days.
Monday, August 14, 2006
- Completed a business Proposal – 12 Hours.
- Drank three various versions of Merlot – three bottles in three days – 2 Hours.
- Played Tennis three evenings in row – 6 Hours.
- Watched Amitabh's movie - Deewar – 2 Hours.
- Watched few videos (Russell Peters, Tata Young, and few others) on YouTube. – 2 Hours.
- Played and completed SOCOM at all three levels – 10 Hours.
- Had a discussion (read argument) with room mates on worldly matters that has nothing to do with my life – 2 Hours.
- Planned a Trip to LA to celebrate Ganesh Chaturthi at my friend's house – 1 Hour.
- Called up India and spoke to my wife, kids and parents – 2 Hours.
- Wrote two blogs including this one and read few others by other fellow bloggers– 2 Hours.
- Cooked Sabzi to survie for coming few days – 2 Hours.
- Smoked a pack of Wills – 1 Hour
Sunday, August 13, 2006
We may have been liberated to physical slavery imposed on us, but we have been bonded in to a religious and ideological slavery. Meanwhile, I wait for a Mahatma to lead another liberation movement.
Friday, August 11, 2006
Firstly KANK… I wonder who came with that acronym. It sounds like sound of an empty utensil or a cranking automobile. I am not a fan of Karan Johar’s cinema so he definitely had come up with a carrot to coax that Tenner from me. So the marketing team from KJ’s camp has struck an ingenious idea - asking Rediff readers to visit Movie Theater and then writing a review and then the 10 most flattering reviewers out of them would be part of Rediff’s Movie review team, sitting right next to likes of Raja Sen. I am sure there would be enough suckers like me to bit that apple. I am sure I don’t want to bite this apple.
The second is more exciting, bidding for date with Piggy Chops… well as long as there are people who are so rich that they can have bollywood personalities dance at their kids birthday party, I don’t think I won’t be able to come up with an amount that would be anywhere close. Also, I think Piggy Chops is too beautiful and I don’t want to hurt her dignity by participating in some bidding… these grapes are simply sour for me.
So here I am writing about the contest and dreaming about that date with Piggy Chops… if only I had luck like Kittu (Aftab in Mast).
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Aamir, Hritik, SRK, Ash, Rani, Preitty and My son may be least bothered about what’s in their cola, but rest of the nation is looking for new additive in their bottle of cola.
However, I think we all are missing a point and that is to do with the source of pesticide that has landed in bottle, did the cola company used it as additive to enhance the flavor or get us addicted? Or is it the water source that is being used to make the drink?
If water source is indeed spiked with pesticide, than I think that should what the leaders and administration tackling. Cola probably is not yet part of our staple diet, however our water is the most essential element for our existence… it is our human right.
All this Cola-Ban is a big hogwash, while we may sleep peaceful thinking that we are safe after banning the phoren-brands of cola, the faucet in our kitchen has larger potential to kill you and me. Our politician’s reaction is like some allopathic doctor who treats symptoms rather than disease itself. It didn’t surprise me that two states that have banned phoren-colas are Red and Saffron.
It doesn’t imply that the cola companies are out of flames, but those in power and administration should protecting our water sources, while ensuring cola companies are in compliance with strict standards, using equipments that would filter all harmful ingredients and also be conscious about impact of their products on human health. I agree with ban of selling Cola’s at schools and I would support initiatives that would make Cola companies to spend money towards various healthcare and educational projects… without any sales pitch.
But the bigger issue is controlling rampant use of pesticides at farms and hazardous chemicals in manufacturing industries? They too need to be made accountable for their contributions to water source… until than enjoy lets enjoy our cocktail.
Today morning driving to work my car’s radio played “Big Yellow Taxi” by Counting Crow. A part of lyrics is still stuck in my head:
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT
I don't care about spots on my apples,
Leave me the birds and the bees - please
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Hey now, they've paved paradise to put up a parking lot
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
2. Administrators and Babus from BMC:
3. BCCI Cricket Selection board:
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
One such person I had met, was a young mentally challenged girl. I use to pass this girl everyday outside Churchgate station on my way to work. This girl probably was in her teens then and use to stand outside the subway selling Pens, she was a roadside vendor, trying to make her daily living. The Showroom I use to work was just outside the subway and we use to loiter around the subway entrance during breaks.
I still remember the eve before Raksha-Bandhan day of 1996, it had been a high traffic evening for our showroom, when this girl walked into our swank showroom in her modest attire. Almost everyone in showroom were surprised to see her in the showroom, but no one seem to be bothered by her presence, it was probably because we had strange visitor in past, probably because we were located right opposite Churchgate station. Most of the time we would be polite with such individuals and other times we would use little forceful techniques to deter them away.
We had seen this girl many a times around the subway entrance, we knew she was not a trouble maker and the fact that everyone was attending to shoppers, so no one cared about her. She was just standing around and looking for something, she was definitely uncomfortable and so were all of us in showroom.
We had a very compassionate colleague among us, whom everyone in showroom respected. She was always ready to help others and attend to any walk-ins into showroom, while keeping her self-respect.
So our colleague decided to inquire with this girl and she had spent next 15-20 minutes talking to her. Our colleague soon discovered through her conversation that that this mentally challenged girl had a brother and her brother was learning computers and since the next day was Raksha-Bandhan, she wanted to gift him with something, which would help him do better with computers. She finally bought a box of floppy-diskette, which she could afford through the little saving she had and she insisted with her payment.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Thrill of a new Gadget.
My latest acquisition is a Sony PSP. I know that’s not hot, but I am definitely not an early bird for picking up new gadgets, reasons being usually gadgets are expensive initially and also to fact that my wife monitors my finance – more specifically my expenses, I just cannot sneak them into garage without being detected.
The PSP unit for a mere $100 was a sweet deal and it was bundled with 6 games, 512 MB Ram Memory stick and a 32 MB Memory stick, few accessories and around 30 audio tunes. I am sure it would sale for $200 on ebay/craiglist, but that is not my intent to buy this unit.
Apart from using the gadget for video gaming, audio/video player and finally “Gifting” it to my son, I have few plans for tinkering with the device. Two things I can think on top of my head:
1. Turning the PSP into a universal remote
2. Turning the PSP into a GPS
I think due to time constraint, I would have to scrap my the second project and in all possibility Sony would release its own GPS plug-in device for PSP by Q4 2006. So I think I should concentrate on my first thought.
Here is my initial reciepe, for my first project:
1. Configure WACI NX’s control system which has an inbuilt web server.
2. Some shell based programming for IR.
3. Interface for PSP’s web browser.
But before I implement this project, I would have to acquire one more gadgets – a WACI NX+ or WACI NX Jr. control system. I have already started my clandestine operation to fund my next acquisition.
Saturday, August 05, 2006
My favorite number on the album is titled “The Hunt” which I believe has lyrics in one of the Iranian dialect. It is about a hunter who is hunting for a game with his friend. The hunter sees his beloved in everything he sees and that restrains him from The Hunt.
The trio has posted video of their song “The hunt” on their website http://niyazmusic.com/. But honestly, the video-sound on website doesn’t justify the actual charm of composition I found on CD. They have a tour scheduled in LA next month, how I wish I could make to their concert, for now I have to be content with my own copy of their CD.
I would recommend this album if you are tired of remixes and bhangra.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
("The World Fair of Religions" in The Song of the Bird, 186-187; cf. ibid., 189-190, 195).