Sunday, October 23, 2005

Rainy saga

This incident happened quite sometime ago. Since so much rain is lashing the city nowadays, I was reminded of this.

It was one of those evenings when the skies were turning dark and the winds were carrying the moisture that howled into my ears - "Go home, Srinivas - Its gonna rain like crazy!". I looked at my watch - it was almost 6. I knew that if it started raining and I had to leave after the rains subsided, there would be major traffic snarls all over the place. So, I decided to leave office. No one in the office was surprised, 'cos 6 - 6:30 is my usually packing time anyway. Actually, they'd be surprised if I am seen at office anytime after 6:30!!!!

I was on the way, riding back home - I just about, had made it thru the Richmond circle traffic junction. But as fate would have it, the light turned from green to amber as I was about to cross the pedestrian line. SCRREEEEEECH! I bring kid to a halt just centimeters before the line. (For the uninitiated - "kid" is what I call my bike). I sighed in relief 'cos the policemen can be quirky sometimes, levying a fine for even the slightest of traffic offenses. Someone had also commended me as "a strict follower of traffic rules", so I wanted to keep that rep intact. Moreover, I did not have enough money to pay up the fine if I was caught and they don't accept credit cards - do they?! ;-)

The counter started counting down from 129 seconds. Damn - that's a lot of time. I turned off kid to save fuel and lend my minute contribution towards national economy and in saving the global non-renewable resource. I looked up to the skies and I could see a massive dark cloud trying to position itself exactly above my head! I realized that its not safe to have my mobile phone and wallet in my jacket, 'cos its not really water-proof. 75 seconds remaining. What to do?! I slip my hand into my pocket, get a pack of menthos out and roll one into my mouth - "Dimaag ki batti jala de!!". I thought it would give me some bright idea, just as that kid in the commercial got an idea to save his college books from the rains(Not to mention, he also managed to impress that girl in the nearby car - but no, there was no girl in any of the cars nearby!). I decided it would be safer to put them in my bag. 45 seconds remaining. There was not enough time to get the bag from my back and then transfer the stuff into it and then put it back. So, I tried to get the zipper of one of my bag's compartments open while it was still on my back. The people around me would have been wondering why menthos did not give this guy any other bright idea than what he's currently wrestling to accomplish! 25 seconds remaining. I managed to get it open, and put the mobile phone and the wallet into it. 20 seconds remaining. It starts pouring heavily. Within no time, I'm completely drenched. 15 seconds remaining. I realise that its no use to wait in shelter for the rain to subside. Since I'm already all wet, I might as well try to reach home as early as possible and dry up. 10 seconds remaining. Uh oh! I am not able to close the zipper of that open compartment! 8 seconds remaining. I try to yank it and force it my way! No, it won't budge! 7 seconds remaining. I still needed to get kid kick-started. I could hear horns honking loud behind me! One last try - I yank so hard, that the zipper handle is in my hand - Well done Srinivas! What a brave accomplishment! 5 seconds remaining. That's it - I cannot keep trying on this anymore. I started kid and then rode away. All this while, it was raining constantly and since the traffic did not allow me to check my bag anyway on the way back, I had to check it only when I eventually reached home.

The first thing I checked was my bag. I peered inside the compartment where I had put my mobile phone and wallet. Both of them were happily swimming in the little pool that had formed inside my bag!!!! All the notes in my wallet were soggy and the mobile phone was behaving weird. I had to keep it switched off for 3 days to get it completely dried and working properly again. So, nowadays, I put my phone and wallet in the bag before I leave and yeah, I also bought a new, reliable water-proof jacket! Someone please remind me to sue the menthos ad agency!!!!

Friday, October 21, 2005

(Filler)

I'm doing what I usually do when I have to keep my blog alive. This is a nice song I came across a few days ago. Thanks to Girish for pointing me to it :) It's got a sad touch to it - but in some eerie sense, it seems true.

Boulevard of broken dreams - Green Day

I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone

I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone

I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone

Read between the lines
What's fucked up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone

New post coming over the weekend. Have a nice weekend - everyone :)

Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Leave

I request all my readers to kindly grant me leave from the blogging world for one week from today. :D

Regards,
Srini

Monday, October 10, 2005

Marriages - not made in heaven!

/* Changed the title - credits to Vaibhav Rajan */

A weekend full of social meetings! That's what it was. A wedding reception on saturday evening and my nephew's first birthday celebration on sunday. While sunday was a great experience, saturday was not as well planned and executed as sunday. The current way of wedding receptions is way too ineffective for people who go through the "routines" of the reception.

Just think about it - what do we usually do when we go to wedding receptions? Stand in a line, give the gift to the couple, wish them, pose for a photo and then go to the dining hall, have dinner and head back home. There might be a few social interactions here and there which is irrelevant for my post here.

Effective Marriage:
Have a drive through kinda thing with 3 counters on the way. People drive in,
  • Drop the gift(s) at the first counter
  • Have a photo taken at the second counter - which will then be digitally morphed with the couple's photo - just like it would be if you were to stand beside them!! There could even be a telephone in this counter using which people can talk to the couple and wish them all the best for their long life ahead!
  • Get food and eat it at the third counter. Based on some people's preferences, they could get the food packed too and eat it later!
More Effective Marriage:
Conduct the reception over a video netmeeting with audio conferencing. This way we could get as close as possible to the "real" reception atmosphere!! For the food, the hosts could allow people to eat whatever they want and get the bills reimbursed. This way people get to eat what they like most instead of some fixed food decided by the hosts. In order to have a control on food expenses, the hosts could decide to reimburse only upto a particular maximum amount.

Sidenotes:
How did I end up thinking of these junk stuff????
  • Wedding hall 35KMs from my home(That I did not have to travel the entire 35KMs is a different story altogether)
  • Heavy rain throughout the "journey"
  • Traffic jam inside the wedding hall premises
The titles "Effective Marriage" and "More Effective Marriage" inspired by Scott Meyers' books - "Effective C++" and "More Effective C++". :))

There's a time and place for every song ever written.
Hell with the time and place - just listen to the simply amazing songs anywhere, anytime!

Friday, October 07, 2005

A message

My song is love
Love to the loveless shore
And it goes on
You don't have to be alone

Your heavy heart
Is made of stone
And its so hard to see clearly
You don't have to be on your own
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
You're the target that I'm aiming at
And to get that message home

My song is love
My song is love, unknown
But I'm on fire for you, clearly
You don't have to be alone
You don't have to be on your own

And I'm not gonna take it back
And I'm not gonna say I don't mean that
Your the target that im aiming at
And I'm nothing on my own
Got to get that message home

And I'm not gonna stand and wait
Not gonna leave it until its much too late
On a platform I'm gonna stand and say
That I'm nothing on my own
And I love you, please come home

My song is love, is love unknown
And I've got to get that message home

Sunday, October 02, 2005

Tryst with... Barber??

Its time when its one of those saturdays that I've to go get a haircut. I hate to waste time during mornings since its the most productive time for me. Wasting such precious time for haircut?! I'm against it. But since I'd been successful for almost 4 months in evading this "duty", this time, my mom would have none of my excuses. Thinking - "Sigh - here goes a wonderful saturday morning, right out the door!", I slowly drag myself to a salon.

Its a salon that's pretty near to my home. I ask the guy to cut my hair short. He gave me a puzzled look:

Barber: You sure? You want it cut fully short?
Me: Yeah.
(Pause)
Barber: How many months since you had a haircut?
Me: (Taken aback!) 2 months I guess.
Barber: No way sir! It must've been 3-4 months!
Me: (Thinking - whatever man, you would know better!)

I honestly had no idea when was the last time I had got my hair cut. I mean, does it really matter?! For once I ws not wasting time on saturday mornings and I was sort of enjoying my flowing long hair :D. Anyway, he got on with his job and I drifted out in my reveries. I was suddenly brought back by this legendary line!

Barber: Sir, You must have got the hair cut by me the last time!
Me: WHAT?! How can you tell?
Barber: I just know its my work!
Me: (Again thinking - whatever man, you would know better!)

I did not know who cut my hair the last time. There are 3-4 barbers in that salon. Gee - talk about recognizing your work. Then he went on saying that I had strong hair and I must grow it longer and get it styled. I firmly said no and I paid him. While leaving, I just glanced back from the door and told him:

"I'll be back in 4 months!"

Saturday, October 01, 2005

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Sing the Anthem Of The World

But will we ever learn
To control our hate and to forgive
We must learn to find the way
To just live another day
And be free like an eagle in the sky...

This is just a place holder - check out this song by Stratovarius over the weekend. Happy weekend. :)

PS: Observe the time of the post. Its a saturday morning and I'm at office!! :((