World with no calenders and clocks.

It seems the concept of calender existed since 20,000 BC. The ape man carved a notch into a bone to record a full moon. Big mistake, I would say.
Have you ever wondered how nice it would be if there were no calenders and clocks?

How nice it would be if you do whatever you do only because you want to do and not because it is time to do.

You wake up in the morning because you have had a good sleep and not because the alarm rang.
You eat because you are hungry and not because it is breakfast time.
You meet someone because you feel like seeing them and not because you have an appointment.
You sleep because you feel sleepy and not because it is 12 already.

You call a friend because you want to speak to her and not because her name appeared in orkut birthday reminders.
You get married because you want to and not because you are 30.
You take a job because you found one that you like and not because you are 23 and are expected to have a job.

It is sad that what you have to do, where you have to be, whom you have to meet, all these questions are answered by a stupid outlook calender(I am not against Microsoft, I work there). It would really be great if you decide you want to be eating an ice-cream on a beach with your family on a Monday(working day) and you actually can do it.


The world is sacrificing its happiness in order to achieve progress. By devising things like calanders and clocks, we set hard deadlines, worked according to a timetable and have come this far. But something tells me, even if progress had been delayed by a thousand years because calenders weren't present, we would all have been a lot happier than what we are now.


Why my respected elderly Late ape man, Why? Why did you have to record a full moon? Look at all the trouble you have created. Yea I know. If you had known this at that time, you would probably have not done that.

My experiments in the kitchen - 1

About a week back, I woke up at 2 am one day and realized that I was damn hungry. I looked in the fridge if there was anything to eat with no luck. I went into the kitchen to see if anything was there - no luck again. I looked around and found that sriram(my roommate) had prepared dosa pindi to make dosas in the morning. I tried my hand at dosas then. And to my surprise, they were good(or i was so hungry it tasted delicious). Anyways, inspired by this, I have decided to do some cooking in my roommates absence.

The opportunity presented itself when he left for his native and wasn't going to come till Thursday.

So I do decided to start with dosa again. I prepared the mix required yesterday night. Woke up early in the morning today. Mix looked ready. I thought I would prepare some chutney as well. So did some stuff with groundnuts, chilli and mixer and prepared something that resembled chutney.

Now time for dosas
Round 1:
I took a little of the mix and put it on the pan and it got stuck like anything. I realized I needed to add a little water.

Round 2:
I took a glass half filled with water and filled the other half with the mix. I mixed it well and put it on the pan, it was a free-flow, it wouldn't stick at all.
Damn! I realized I had added to much water

Round 3:
I put a lot of mix added two spoons of water and mixed it well. Looked thick enough but not too thick. I made a wonderful dosa this time. (It broke into two halves when I was tried to remove it from the pan, but that was alright).

This way I made four dosas.


Now ready to eat. I had four dosas and chutney for breakfast. I tasted the first piece and instantaneously realized that I forgot to add salt in the dosa mix. No matter, lets add more salt in the chutney to balance it. So I did that and it sucked. Dosa with no salt and chutney with too much salt. I went to the kitchen and found that sriram had stored some pickles. I used that and tried. It was still bad because of no salt dosa but I decided I will not waste my first dosas. So tried hard to eat. But after I finished the second, I realized I wouldn't be able to eat it. :(. I threw the rest in the dust bin.

I am going to have dosa again for dinner today. I will remember to add salt this time. Will blog it tonight after my dinner.

Stay tuned for My experiments in the kitchen - 2.

Anukokunda Oka Roju

It started like any normal day.....Well actually no. It didn't. Quite the opposite infact.. So let me tell you a story involving a nightmare, a cycle, an electric pole, a bull-dozer and chicken biriyani.

Just before 12 on friday, we decided who all were going to college to listen to Dr. Abdul Kalams speech.Ka, Pulka, dool and I decided to go on bike. The others booked a scorpio. Now, just a couple of minutes before 5 am, Ka jumped awake from his sleep(the alarm was set to 5 am) and woke me up.He said he had a nightmare, an accident in bike(he described like a director describing his next scene).I wont be able to describe it the way he did, but it was something like this.Ka and someone else(he couldnt remember who) were riding on a abike on highway, and the 'someone else' wanted to ride the bike. But then, just as Ka gave the bike to him, an accident happened to some other biker near him. A huge vehicle had rammed his bike and his head had become ........(I don't want to say it). Seeing this the 'someone else' got scared and said he wouldn't ride. It was at this point Ka woke up.This was the nightmare part.

I laughed and called dool. He woke up on hearing the ring, and I asked him to be at my flat by 6. We all got ready. Dool came on time. Ka and dool were on his pulsar. Me and Pulka on my unicorn. Pulka didnt allow me to go fast at all. Kept on reminding me about ka's dream. I asked him to shut up and went on. We stopped a couple of times in the middle to wait for the other to catch up. I was loving the ride, smooth roads and less traffic.

Then when we were some 30 km away from kazipet, pulka got a call from Ka who told us about the cycle part. Here is what had happened. There was a curve in the road and Ka had slowed down and when he reached the end of the curve and was about to increase his speed, a cyclewala, with his year 2020 model bicycle started crossing the road. On seeing the bike coming, he couldn't get any brighter idea than to wave his hand asking them to stop. Let me tell you one simple rule of biking. Never apply sudden brakes when you have bent your bike sideways at a curve, you will most definitely fall. And Ka happened to know this rule, so he didn't brake and tried to go around the cyclewala who unfortunately chose the same direction to go too. And the obvious happened.

DHAMAAAL!!

The cyclewala though slow in reacting to the bike coming was pretty fast in taking the bike keys and calling others. And by the time pulka and I had come to them, there was a huge amount of shouting going on and a dozen people had gathered. Ka had a broken lip, scratches on his hands and a scratch on his face given by the glass of his helmet which broke. And he was doing a shake that would make micheal jackson jealous. Dool had scratches on his hands and couldn't move one of his finger. And yea Ka was limping too. Seeing all this, I was scared to look at the cyclewala wondering what would have happened to him. And when I looked, I was scared, who is this guy? The Man of Steel - superman?? Or volverine in X-Men whose injuries heal instantly. He didnt have one single scratch!!!! And the worst part was he was saying he needs 500 Rs to get his cycle repaired. Now fellows, trust me when I say this. That was no ordinary cycle, that... that.... that was something else.. it was no cycle for godsakes. I remember it had 2 wheels with 2 or 3 spokes in each wheel and what else.. yea it did have a handle.. thats it. I couldn't see anything else on it. "You wont get 500 if you buy it. I doubt if you even get a 100", I told him. Anyways pulka did some talking and he agreed to take 300 rs to get his "CYCLE" repaired.

And a few of the comments we shared later:

"Does he think he is NEO from matrix who stops bullets with his hand?"

"No No he must have that if Balayya could stop a train with his hand, He could surely stop a bike!"

And if you have watched the movie Anandam, the scene in which the hero says, "Pedda bandi kada Pedda debbale tagilay" (You get bigger injuries if you ride/drive a bigger vehicle) is a perfect description this incident .

Then we went to a doc in Kazipet and he(not a specialist) couldn't see any fractures from the X-rays(for both ka and dool) but he asked us to consult a specialist. Then we went to college. Please remember that no one invited us and we went there on our own. So we didn't have any kind of entry passes. We called our juniors who managed to take us inside the coll after talking to the security guards. We had our breakfast and went to auditorium. And what do we see? Housefull. A lot of people were waiting outside. Again juniors came to our rescue and who managed to reserve some seats for us. And no ordinary seats, seats in the second row. A WOW! to the juniors. So we were able to accomplish what we wanted to - listening to Dr. Kalam. Then we went out had lunch in Kanishka Dhaba(after so many days! wow!), took rest for half an hour and started again. I didnt want to do any riding after dark.(I wasn't afraid, but just to be safe, especially after the cycle incident).

Now again it was Me and Ka on unicorn and Pulka and Dool on pulsar. Time for the electric pole incident. We reached Janagaon without any incident. In Janagaon, the road was horrible, ditches all over and the bike was alternating between riding fast on the road and flying low in the air. I was telling Ka,"Ikkada pedda pedda dunkalu unnay ra"(There are big ditches in this place), when the baaap of all the ditches came, the biggest of all. And tadaaaaaa, we were airborne for sometime and when we landed(yes landed), we were going to fast and a biker was infront of me, I hit all the breaks and once ignoring my golden rule. And "LOSE CONTROL", the bike did all of the following, and if I remember correctly in the correct order. First it bent side ways, left side as much as it can and then became straight and again bent, this time to the right and fortunately got out of the road and entered into the bushes on the road side became straight again and stopped inches away from an electric pole. The others on the road must have thought some movie shooting was going on and were looking for camera. And ka was again doing a breakdance(shaking), but I couldn't control my laugh. He asked me if I was okay and I said "Ofcourse I am not, I can't control my laugh". Anyways we called pulka, he was still some 10 km behind us. So we took off again(hehe).

Now we went on and we saw a HUGE buldozer in front of us. We overtook it talked a bit about it, that it was huge and all. Then I noticed we were running low on gasoline so we stopped at the next petrol pump. And when we left from there, we saw the bulldozer again. We over took it again and Ka was making some silly remarks that even a bulldozer goes faster than me and all. I assured him, it wont overtake again. And this point Ka dropped his cell(my cell actually, we had interchanged our cellphones long back). Some cars were behind me so if I stopped suddenly, they make a omelette of us.So I slowed down and stopped it after a couple of seconds. And Ka ran(limped rather) back to get the cell. And what do we see? Our same old friend(the bulldozer) was almost running over it. The driver noticed the cellphone then(dont know how, may be he heard ka's shouting) and carefully avoided running over it. And Ka came back with the cell phone, still working though with some minor scratches and do you know what he said? "The bulldozer overtook you again". You "@#$%^&*()@".

And even though I tried to go fast, we couldn't be back to hyd before dark. So when we were some 25 km from hyd, it was dark enough. And then came the stupid insects. I guess they get attracted to light and they were all over the place. Many made a direct hit on my eyes. And when I pull the helmet glass down(I never do that at night), I notice that whenever a vehicle
comes in the opposite direction I go blind by the flash of its light. I quickly made a mental note to get my helmets glass changed, slowed down and doggingly followed a car that was in front of us always maintaining a safe distance between the car and my bike. I took an hour plus to reach hyd. I could now take the helmet glass off(no insects).

We had 2 things on our To-do list now. Get to a helmet shop and get a new helmet for Ka(His was broken in the morning) and to go to a specialist to confirm that there were no fractures. We went to parklane(there is a helmet shop there), and again another punch(it was closed, y?? we still dont know). Then I called pulka asked him to directly go to apollo in kukatpally and told him we would get biriyani from paradise. We went to paradise ordered 3 parcels of chicken biriyani(75 each, 225 rupees total). The guy at the counter looked wierdly at us, but gave us the parcels all the same. Then Ka looked towards the left and I towards the right, the left: JUMBO biriyani(equivalent to 3 biriyanis) - 200 rupees only; the right: PARTYPACK biriyani(equivalent to 4 biriyanis, 250 rupees only). We could do three things now. 1. curse our stupidity, 2. curse our fate, 3. Laugh. We did the third. I told Ka that I didnt want any more twists for the day and we left the place.

Wait the twist is not over yet, Ka successfully managed to drop the curry's on the way back(gravy and raitha). And we had to spend another 100 rupees and get a panneer butter masala.(But this turned out to be a great combination to have with biriyani). And there were fortunately no twists in the hosipital. The specialist(what do you call a bone specialist- orthopaedist?) confirmed that no fractures could be seen. We thanked god and headed home.

There is one final twist left in the story. But I can't tell you that. A few know of course.
Man!!! WHAT A DAY!!!!

Note1: I added some tasty stuff and removed some not so tasty stuff into the story. But never mind!

Note2:We learnt a good leason. Bikes aren't for long distance trips. And people you too, never use bikes to go too far. Use train, bus or get a cab.

Note3: Ka - Satish, Dool - Pavan, Pulka - Naveen.(Cool Nicknames eh?)

One more Story

My name is Arjun, I work as a junior scientist in nuclear department of National security R & D and this is my boss's story.

My boss, Ankita is one tough person. Her hobby is to torturing people. She loves giving impossible tasks and enjoys seeing her juniors sweating day and night and yet not being able to do it. The main problem with her is that she expects everyone to work as hard and as good as her. And though she knew that not everyone can be a genius, she expects us to be.

'When an average human being like me can do it, so can you.' is her favorite dialogue.

I remember the first day in my office, she asked me to collect data from the x-reactor and analyze it to check its status for the next four months and report her before lunch. I was shocked in the beginning and then later thought she was kidding around. So after lunch, I went to her, showed her the raw data and said I will give her the analysis at the end of the week. Volcanoes erupted and earthquakes shook the whole earth in my head seeing her fury. She showed me her observations and conclusions which she had begun at the same time as I but from the other 8 reactors. I was a strong guy; someone else would have broken down. After going like this for 5 minutes, she said I could either complete the report before leaving for the day or leave, and not come back. I turned back and was going when I heard her saying to herself, that's a 5 minutes loss for me.

When I came out, all my 3 colleagues (team of four) were waiting, the told me this was expected and when I told them I wont be able to complete, they spent some of their time helping me before running away to do their work (Their works were no less, unless they spent all of their 10 hours and some extra hours they wouldn't be able to complete). By the end of the day, I was able to finish the report though it was in a crude fashion and not neatly presented. When I showed it to her, she didn't even appreciate me, she just said it and asked a couple of questions and asked me to give a presentable report ASAP. I spent another hour doing that and when I finished I mailed her and opened my unread mails and what do I see?? One more similar job. No a lot tougher job, to be given by lunch tomorrow.

This continued and I slowly adapted to skipping meals, working late nights, taking cat naps whenever I get time and many other things. Through all this I could help admire her skill. She was super human with super brains and super looks (though I doubt if she ever even noticed this). She comes exactly on time, never works overtime, has proper 30 minute lunch break, yet she manages to complete everything with perfect accuracy. And to keep up with her, we work extra time and skip breaks. I lost contact with all my former friends and for the first time in my life felt happy that I was still a bachelor. All this went on for some 2 years when Ranjani decided resigned unable to tolerate it any longer.

Then Tanay joined in her place.

And everything changed for all of us.....

If Ankita was a super human, Tanay was God. If she can take proper lunch breaks, he has time to play solitaire. If she can do 3 persons work, he can do 7. Tanay was wonderful.

On the first day he joined, we all knew what was going to happen. So when he came out of her office, we all put on our most sympathetic faces and were waiting in his cabin. There was silence everywhere for 2 minutes when he came whistling some bollywood tune and said, "Hmm. Let me guess! You guys want an intro party. Okay cool, where shall we go? Ill treat you for lunch." When no one opened their mouth, I decided to break the silence and awkwardly said, 'No! We just wanted to welcome you. Welcome to the team Tanay.'

'Oh! So you guys don't want a treat? Man! I am bored, lets go and play some games on the x-box'.

Another 2 minutes silence

Again I spoke, ' No! Actually, we are kinda busy. You know!!.. err.. have some work.. urgent stuff..'

Before Tanay could reply, Rahul, who couldn’t hold it any longer asked him if he was given any work...

Tanay said, ' Yea, she gave me some silly stuff, just submitted the report. Guess she is being liberal with me because I just joined.'

When he told us the work he just completed, we knew it was no ordinary task; the most experienced of us would have taken double the time he took to finish it. After that he said he would sit by me to pass time. After 5 minutes, he understood what my job was and after another 5 minutes, how to do it and after an hour, the report I had to submit 3 hours later was ready and beautifully documented. Then, he asked if we could go and play. I was about to accept when we heard an 'Oh! NOOOOO!' from the next cabin. Both went there and Rahul said that the he had read the data wrongly and had spent half the day analyzing the data when he realized it was wrong. 'She's gonna fire me', he was saying. 'Ha! Ha! Good joke!', said Tanay. He spent another hour with him and abraca dabra, his job was finished too. Soon we three helped our last colleague too and he managed to finish soon too. All of us went to a nearby restaurant and had proper 1 hour long lunch.

When we came back, Tanay had got the description of his next task and the rest of us had the same mail.

'I understand you wanted to show Tanay the nearby restaurants, but I still expect your respective reports to be in my inbox by the end of the day.'

Thanks
Ankita

Rahul said, 'That ***** must have seen us leaving the office'. But we secretly laughed because our reports were already ready. Tanay as expected finished his report too and we mailed her back. Soon our office life changed, we had time to talk, to play, to go out, sleep well and do everything that we were missing earlier. Soon any work became a team one and not individual. All four would work for all four of us. Ankita tried her best to give us more and more work, but still we all could complete easily thanks to Tanay. She grew frustrated at this sudden change, her skills decreased, she began making mistakes, her speed decreased and soon it was clear we were becoming more efficient than her. I still laugh when I think of the look on her face when one day, when she was trying hard to reach the deadlines, Tanay and I went to her asked if she needed any help.

By now Tanay had become quite a hero. Last month, when she was cursing herself aloud, struggling. Tanay went to her and offered help. She barked aloud, ' I don't need any help.' This was enough for anyone of us to put our tails between our legs and crawl back to our cabins. But not for Tanay. He replied,' Yes you do. You will kill yourself if you go on like this. Whets your problem? You know you haven't been reaching the targets, you know you won’t be able to reach them alone yet you let your pride stop you from asking help. That’s the most childish behavior I have ever seen in my entire life.' No one has ever spoken to her like that in her entire career. She was dumbstruck and after blinking for a couple of seconds explained to him what she was doing and what she has to do. They both spent the entire day in the office everyday for the entire week. This made our jobs tougher (without Tanay it was difficult), but manageable (since we worked as a team now, thanks to Tanay). And when we came back next week, the office was transformed, all cabins were decorated and there was champagne and cake in Anita’s cabin. She welcomed everyone to celebrate the timely accomplishment of tasks. We never ever saw her smile and laugh earlier.

It was then, Tanay told everyone the secret. He said he saw a very beautiful woman crying in a park on a late night sometime last year. He was approaching her when he heard her cursing herself for not having any real friends. He was stunned by her beauty and the anger and sorrow in her melodious voice struck a feeling in his heart he never knew earlier. He fell in love on the first sight. He did some spying on her and found out a lot. Her only real friend, Tina, was killed when these two were driving. She knew it was her fault. She cried a lot when alone and the rest of the time kept herself busy. By now everyone knew the rest of the story and Ankita stormed out of her office jumped into her car and took off. Tanay said he knew where she could have gone and when we insisted we would come along, took us all to the park. He begged us not to come inside and went alone. We waited for 5 minutes and I couldn't take it any longer. So we all went in stealthily. Ankita was still crying and was resisting any attempt made by Tanay to come closer to her. She shouted something, (we couldn't hear properly) and Tanay began to come back. 'That’s it!’ I said and went towards them. I took Ankita's hand and took her towards Tanay and gave that memorable speech. I knew these two wouldn't forget that for their entire life. Well!! What are you looking at? It's personal and I am not going to tell you people.

And that's how everything was changed. We are a team of strong 5 people now and have won the best team of the year award for the last two years now. And NO, I am not going to repeat what I told to those two on that day in the park.

Virtual property.

Do you save ur mails?

I do. And I suggest you to do so too. The important mails related to career and others ofcourse you save. What I am talking about here is the other mails, mails sent to/from friends, strangers and others. Its fun reading them all over again. When I am bored, thats what I do, read my archived mails. It's fun to recollect old memories. Remembering how you felt like when you recieved a particular mail, or feeling shocked when someone sent you something or simply a nice cool forwarded mail that once made you laugh, reading them will make you feel the same way once again especially if it is a very old mail.

And one more thing I advice you all people is to send long big mails to your friends, relatives and family members. Many people value such mails. In my enggineering days, I remember my friends reading and re reading mails from their ex girl friends and old friends. Speaking of ex, reading old mails is also fun in another way. It helps you analyze people. How their behaviour towards you changes with everything you do. If the way they mail you when you just met, and the way the mail you when you have been into 6 months of long relationship are differant, you can dig back to a particular date when all this started by reading all the mails from that person.

So I was saying you can analyze people too. You can also do some self-retrospection. You can know your mistakes and make sure you dont repeat.(R u going to say,"stop being a sage, thej?")

N e ways people...
2 messages here

- Save your mails and conversations
- Read them when you are bored


Save your virtual property.

I Love You Or Love You Not

This was my first poem ever. Wrote it in my first year as part of ragging by seniors.
Thought it was stupid, so didn't show it to anyone.
But now my blog hasn't been updated for a long time
So decided to post this too..



I love you or I love you not,
I don't know and have to find out.

When you are sad i feel bad,
and cant eat even a morsel of bread;
Its hell for me when u stay out of touch,
Sometimes for months at a stretch;
I think of you all the time,
Is liking you my only big crime.

Does this mean i love you,
I still haven't got a clue;
I love you or I love you not,
I don't know and have to find out.

I can forget you for a while(with strong mental force however),
which is not the characteristic of a true lover;
I am not jealous when u talk to guys,
Neither do I care if, my feelings, u don't realize;
I still have crushes on other gals,
Which is a crime according to true love rules.

Does this mean i DON'T love you,
i still haven't got a clue;
I love you or I love you not,
I don't know and have to find out;

I know you like to talk to me,
You also love chatting with me;
You blush when I appreciate you,
You love it when i call u;
You come to me sooner or later,
When you need a comforting shoulder;

Does this mean You want to say - i love you,
i still haven't got a clue;
You love me or you love me not,
i don't know and have to find out;

If ,this message, you are reading,
Help me out, I am pleading;
Tell me what your feeling are,
And also if ,these thoughts, you too share;
If you too are scared like me to reveal everything,
At least try giving a hint or something;

Does this mean our love is true,
I still haven't got a clue;
We are in love or are we not,
I don't know and WE have to find out;

Friendship

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,

Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,

He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.

And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.

Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.

"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."

But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.

Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."

And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.

Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.

Because when you decide that it is the right time it might
be too late.

Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends
and family, for they have helped
make you the person that you are today.


Author: Unknown. Loved the poem so posting it..