Superman’s Dayout…………..

Another day in life went by…….yet another page in the book of my life flipped over……Life comes at me fast, real fast.

Late in the evening… sitting relaxed at a Mexican Restaurant waiting for dinner…I was lost in the thoughts of discussion on Malgudi Days. We has a very enjoyable discussion on Malgudi days today… Several Facts were uncovered….

*Malgudi was unwilled from Mal of (Mal)leshwaram and Gudi of Basavana(gudi). During RK Lakshman’s stay at Bangalore, he use to commute between Malleshwaram and Basavanagudi everyday in bus…..

*Malgudi Days serial was shot in English first, and each episode is just of 25 min…..yes 26 whole minutes of life in it

*Most of the original Malgudi Days videos are there in video.google.com

*Many decades after it has been written, Malgudi Days still has good readership across the World. Barns and Nobles a Gigantic Book Seller in US stocks copies of Malgudi Days...meaning they have assured sales of this book in the age of Television…truly unbelievable …..

I was lost in the thought of Swamy and his math problems…….Ting Tong buzzed the bell at the restaurant…… “Superman, your order is ready!!! You are all good to go” announced the teller at Restaurant. The Restaurant which was jazzy with lots of noise became lull for a moment…then everybody started laughing…I tooo laughed…. got up from couch collected the packet and walked out of the restaurant

In Flashback…I had waked in to the restaurant full with hunger (oohhhh...yipee.....oxymoron)….

Cashier: Good Evening Sir…..What would you like to have today ??

Madhav: Good Evening…I would like to have a Veggie Fideo….it needs to be a bit spicy…with jalapenos and lots of green pepper (Pepper is our Smila Mirchi)

Cashier: Would you like any drink with it Sir??
Madhav: No thank you!!! I am pleasant without a drink

Cashier: Please have a seat Sir. How should I call for when I am all set with order…..

Madhav: SuperMan with a giggle

Cashier: HA HA HA ..Are you sure…….???

Madhav: Yep !!!!!

Cashier: Man this is Crary !!!!!!!!!!!

Madhav: May be….but I don’t want my name to be called wrong…. so I prefer Superman…….look at my Credit Card,,,can you read out my name please….

Cashier: MAD….HaVE…AAA………………...PRE…..CASH……….

Madhav: Now that is wrong…..its better you use use Superman……

Cashier: I am sorry for reading your name incorrectly ….Sure Sir I will call for SoooooopeMan……..and a broad smile……$ 3 please Mr. Sooperman….

Man Americans are cazy…..I am trying to help them out…..they call me crazy……Next time I will try more Indianized names like Bora ...Muniya … Mama …. Machhaa ….. Maga …Gabber....;)

Ohhh hold on.......I have an Idea....I like my idea.......Why not i try.... "NANU GOOBE"....."NANU KOTHI"........this is awsome.......I will make the teller call himself Goobe and Kothi......this is cooll....I cant wait till morning.......yippee yet another great idea.....

Google Inc and I think Alike

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And Most of you know the reason why............... :D

Conservation

Scene: A piece of script failed to work as anticipated on Production Environment.

Client: Hey, this script is not generating reports correctly on production
Me: Ohhhh!!!!! Is it not? I am surprised!!!!!!!
Client: Are you surprised? I am disappointed!!!!
Me: I am sorry… I meant I am disappointed tooo!!!!... Let me have a peek into this and get back to you

Saying right things at right times is Priceless and is an art....... And I am no artist..sob sob ....

Orkut and Desi Profile - A Casestudy

I am have been going through lots of Orkut Profiles to Deduce a pattern "a desi pattern"....... If you are a Desi...your profile will have these things

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1. Your Profile name will be usually a Status Message…
“I am Sick”…. Do you want me to rename my profile as “Take Care Please” huh??
”On Vacation..Yipeeee”…. In reply my profile name will be “I envy you”
”Back In India”……”Good Morning India”….as if all citizens of India were waiting for or Will sun not rise in India if you don’t wish them huh ??
“I got a job in Google”……..Damm It I will stop searching…you screwed my job too!!!!!!!!!!
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2. Your profile album will have min 4 pictures out of whcih one of them will be from NewYork/Niagara/ Louvre Museum/Eifel tower/Chicago ;) …… one will be some adventure you have done off late….. as if no one on earth ever travels and everyone on earth are scared….one of the pictures will be those typical desi types where in same gender ppl hugging together for a group snap ….Cha Cha …come on I think positive…but same cannot be expected by all….what will world think of Indians…..But then there will be Occasional pic ...you with a handsome guy or a beautiful female to show you can be straight toooooooo

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3. You will have endless membership to Communities...ranging from “Shivajinagar Urdu Speaking Community” to “Aish Fan Club”……….”Ektha Kapoor Fan Club” to “UFOs”…. Total communities memberships can be equated to the total number of starts in universe…..Diversity is deep routed in desi DNA
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4. You dont need conference rooms any more....you conducts business meetings using a latest communication revolution ....scraps and scrap books....this has shocked the telecom world ...believe me your buddies will call and ask you check the scrap .....Abyee fultooo you have called me...tell me wats the matter..No No you check scrap book....phones are not secure these days.....God save us please

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5. In the Movie section you fill all the movies you have watched till date...Please fill only the movies you like.......Same with books...Experience with past dates.......
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6. Finally testimonials.....it will be nothing less than your conduct certificate... If there is a case in court Judge can review your orkut profile and then consider passing the judgement..........


Orkut has done its contribution to english vocabulary
"Hey Do you Orkut??"
"I am orkuting!!!"
"Scrap me when you have time"

Lolz.....On a serios note we are clogging the networds, so called donuts by google with our addiction to Orkut. Soon there will be deaddiction centers in India for orkut...that day is not far.

Lets use it in a sane way. Yours truely needs a mending tooo....

Lets bring in common fetures of a Chingy Profile later this month..... ta ta

Being a White Kid is a Challenge .... Puffffffffff !!!!

Monday Afternoon……..Lunch time……. I was heading to cafeteria on 2^nd floor from 17^th floor ….. I had fellow travelers in the elevator, a lady and a gentleman…And YEAH is a quite a bit of travel from 17^th floor to 2^nd floor with a change over at a junction on Floor 10 ….so they are termed co-travelers….. Here goes the conversation between my co-travellers

As usual the woman (so the slang bigmouth ;)) starts the conversion…it goes like this

-Hey Scott !!!!!!! How are you doing today??

-Hey Susan !!!!! Thanks I am good and you??

-O thanks Not bad !!!!!!

-How was the Spring Weekend Scott ??

-Ooo It was fun… My son celebrated his 11^th birthaday ………

-Hey that’s nice ….was there a party sorts??

-Yeh My Dad and his wife, My Mom and her Husband, My Sisters family and My Brothers family had come over …..

-Ooo that was a bunch of people Scott

-Yes Susan and -Scott smiles ……

Hey its 2^nd floor already ...... I got out the elevator…...

I know Scott personally tooo, and he is living with his 3rd wife, not sure the birthday kid is 1st or 2nd or 3rd wife’s kid. One thing I am sure is he has step mothers….many Step Grandpa and Step Grandma…… For each pair of Grandpa and Grandma……..this kid will have Step Uncles and Step Aunts…Offcourse he has a one normal uncle and norm aunt tooo.. … Now each of this Uncle and Aunts may potentially have many spouses……. And each such pairs will make the birthday boy to have loads od cousin brothers and cousin Sisters……… Gosh these ppl live in a Binary Tree Relationship complex society……….

It’s a complex Binary world dude

White Kids Come to India our ministers will give you a reservation in our system………. as you are Relationship Challenged.

Todays’s hour long lunch ……aaah haaaaa……;) was dedicated to poor white kids trauma of remembering who is who……. God save you white kids ;)

P.s. They are challenged by the Global socity, Desi kids give these whies a tough one when it comes to numbers and spellings.....desis kids are tooo smart for these white kids to handel.....may be some other time i will share one of the lively experiece whit you blog ...... I wanted to shate that experience this time.....but sleepy

Dreams Shattered ……… Team India Pack up GuyZ

Greg Uncle, Run away .....We don’t want to see Woolmer repeat in India. Please Board Oz flight…….dare you not to board the Air India ….. !!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jammy !!!!!!! U bat well, but then you are not the Captain material…….Step down before they ask you to …. Moral responsibility dude ….. learn from our ministers….any railway accident Lallo ji will resign ;) but then he will be called back coz of his political charisma……but don't you worry ...keep you fingers crossed you may be asked to lead ;) when some one else fails to deliver next time around.........

(6+4=TEN)dulkar !!!!!!! Where did ur Visa power go ……. Where did ur Boost energy go ?? Were u the same person who has scored 14000 odd runs ……. Be ready to play for Mumbai next Ranji Season if at all you get selected for that team ..........

Dada!!!!!!! Lady luck saved you dude ……. Two half centuries ……… hmmm you are in for next Series ……..May be you can even dream for your ex-post now……

Veeru …… Puff…… U are not in form from long time…….. Ayeee tell me …tell me …tell me….how were you picked for Worl Cup Squad….. Heard Kangaroo Kiran More got a Merc as gift just b4 world cup Selection….ting ?? ting ?? something ??? something ???

Dhoni 0..29..0…. solid foundation boss !!!!!!!!

Yuvi ……… there is no fun just to be in form……. You need to open your eyes and run….you are turning out to be Inzy’s younger brother

Zaheer bahi……….aaah haaa………don’t know why on earth you are let to bowl the first over…….tell me frankly have we won ever, when you have bowled a bad first over ?? ….remember finals with Aus last time …….. Jammy you need to be superstitious ……Steve Waugh …..he used to believe in his red hanky …it won him many cups……did it not??...... Why Steve even our very own great Madhav believes in such superstitions OK……

Munaf ….dont smile at crease …you are not Sir Viv Richards …….

Mr. Harbajan err Abee Salee Bajji ……. You are fit to play al guli mane with Viru (The game played with tamarind sedds on a wooden board )….. …… I still remember that picture …..that was on front page some time back in ToI

Uttapa ……. Eat uttapam ……… how much was the booty to Dravid to be picked for Worldcup……hope you have settled his account already …..

Finally the dreams of millions of Indians was shattered………. the best wish campaigns…the inspiration songs…..the poojas across the country …… the ads …… the countless discussions with ex-cricketers. Its all over ……sob sob…

Unclehood and Auntyhood Lolz

Hey blog you know what some one addressed me Uncle … I have been awarded honorary unclehood (inlines with knighthood) by mother nature for completing successfully a quarter of a century ……

To non brownies reading it, we as brown kids use to and continue to refer all elders as Uncle and Aunts…yeah yeah u guessed is right except Mom and Dad….we don’t have the concept of Mr. Winslo or Mrs. Kathy…….The rich culture of universal unclehood and auntyhood inhibits the use of Mr and Mrs………J

As a kid I had a rule of thumb to address ppl …..blackhair = anna, saltpepper hair = uncle, whitehair = thatha, bald = is he still alive ?? ;). This thumb rule use to work out fine until… I discovered a scientific revolution called a hair dye……….this was ...as big a problem as Y2K... my thumb rule needed a serious mending …I raised a Change Request and started working towards encasement of rules………devised a new rule all people married are Uncles and those lucky bachelors were continued to be addressed as Anna……but then one day I learnt that people get married at different ages ….and a 22 yr married man will be uncle …..but 32 yr unmarried was enjoying the luxury of being addressed as Anna………Then I thought I am doing social injustice ….. that was not fair…… So started devising a set of parameters apart from the ones which I already had and law of averages was used to coin the term Uncle …

Parameters :

*Unclehood forces them to have a check against the calories….. the trans fat…..the salt and many things…Keep you ears wide open at hotels ..you hear them ordering low salt ..low oil food and suger less beverages (Coffee and Tea) ……. BP and Sugar you see ….;)
*You spot them at the laughing clubs in the parks …..making all kinds of strange noise ………clapping the hands for no reasons …..and feeling that they are happy…….See what all qualities you get to inherit from unclehood ;)
*You spot them all the time discussing about the investment options.. especially Life Insurance ……they for sure know that their clock is ticking away …..
*You spot them asking a discount in the shop where you know you wont get discount of a singe penny
*Preferring to shop in a place which is 50 Miles away rather than one at corner of road ….just for Rs 20 discount
*You spot them at temples on Friday evenings and Sunday Mornings…..Sunday evenings at the laundry outlets and collecting a lump of cloths ……and every day with two bags at garbage counter ….and evenings at the vegetables shops handpicking carefully the green vegetables ..

And And I did not get checked against any of the parameters so I am Still not Uncle ……….aaaaaaa..... A sigh of relief

The (in)significant things!!!!!!!

There are so many small insignificant things in life we pass through. Well friends when I sit back and think about them, question haunt me, “Were they really insignificant ?? “

Come Share My Luscious Muffled Notched Memories dudes and dudettes....:)

Life isn't it still ??!

Muddled with thoughts of the dead past, living present mocked with a rat race for an unseen future..................!

I am sure most of us speed our life in this race forgetting the very thought that we are loosing on some of the though trivial......still practically enjoyable moments.......! i have theoritically zeroed upon some of the most "do we call it '(in)' SIGNICANT" ....treasures of your life which are seemingly very beautiful indeed.....:)!

yeah come along am gonna trench through some of the very emotionally touched moments ........The Memories......ummmm "memory is a painter, it paints pictures of the past and the day"..............


The very slots of my life spent with intensity appealed by the feeling, colour, smell, pain, joy................of the memories spent and would spend ...the uniquness it beholds.......!!!! check out....!


:)! Whistle blow of the milk cooker synonymous to suprabhatha !!!gosh!!! which wakes me up ....only to wink those tweeny weeny eyes of mine to just
stare at the window to check in with Sun when he wolud ever forget his ontime duty........with the sheer stretching of my bones i try to drag out of my bed yet hitting my head on to the pillow........just to buck up the last the very dearly sleep.........then follows the grabbing of the news paper....does accompanied by chhirping of bbirds sorry the very kaaaing of my crowie friends......whew i live in a city....!

Yeah but still all these moments are much unnoticed but it carries a subtle beauty of its kind...LOLZ....!!!!!!



Namma Opulent marriages witth their exuberent meals...........:)!
Namma very own Karnataka estyle ........."Uttta" served on big plantain leaf......yummmmmmm!...:) God save the Bride and Groom.....who stand there for an life time commitment sori (punishment) smeard with eeks too much of makeup......Now come on who bothers ......Please accept!!! most of us go in to the Khanna-khazana thoughts at the thought of attending a wedding.......ya still partailly to have a glimpse at all the too vey goodly sometimes weirdly dresses the girls ware.......and during luch we are all made to sit in rows and food served in steel buxkets and relatives forcing us to eat an extra sweet .....Look lets accept at this.......these are memories trivial to that day but always a most (in) significant cherishable moments......:)!


The evening strolls with frineds across the length and breath of streets in Rajajinagar, Bangalore…. pit stops at churmuri….., MTR Ice Cream…. Ganesh Fruit Juice Center,…. Thatha Panipoori gadi and finally the Papdi Masala wala WOW....:)!


Watching Cricket matches with friends and family. A ring and a cut to phones of janatha who are not watching match with us .....on fall of every wicket or for every boundary scored and getting it back as a notification of the event...!!:)!


The gully cricket (better off playing guuly than geting beaten up playing internatinally) where I use to bend the rules according to the situation on hands, like when balls are hit to neighboures houses by me its not out....but then if some one else hit they are 'ruled out' :)! Cheating to win the matches. Skipping a run or two when I use to tally the score.

Riding the bike after 'she' is fresh from the service station and felling as if she is new again.

Escaping the baits of the ambushed police constables on the rides back from college and consciously winking at boo wooo face of them for they would have lost a potential couple of 100 bucks.


Celebrating the joyous moments of victory when we buy the last few tickets for a movie before being sold out…..yet cursing the person who gave the idea to watch that movie if its not very appealing to us. And usually I use to be at receiving end for this U C dats ME.....;)!!!!!!

The two player NFS 2 game and the game of snooker…..and I use to always win on anyone as I knew cheat codes for both of the games

Just random thoughts, may be I have tooo much time to cool of my heels at work with blogs.....LOLZ!!!!!!..............all memories with its subtleness....loved it thoroughly.....!!!!!:)!!!!!!..................................

Nature hums a fresh song everyday, creates a new rythm every minute;

Hi...:)! buddies Good morning!......


My first moment on the first day of this Spring unwinded, my sight drew close to the clear window panes of my apartment room. Beautiful as it semmed my senses were caught into the seemingly lush green baseball stadium of MSOE's (Milwaukee School of Engineering). Snow flakes draped the stadium partly. I could smell the gloomy moist air in my room itself. Expected the day to get warmer.

The day was setting in with a slight warmness in the weather it was almost 13 C from a couple of days. There was spring admist snowy weather. wow! it was truely awesome.

I was pondering about with my early basic chores to wind up so that i could soon bask in the sun and get to smell the air for its plesent morning glorious muddy odour...:)!

I did with my shower and breakfast and set out wid a knee lenght overcoat looking smart as usual Lolz;)! oops but hooked with my lappy gosh which gave too much a professional look! headed right towards my office.

Whew :( ! there was no fragrance in the air as in expected, due to rise in temperture in the past few days the mighty Michigan lake had melted, the entire downtown was stinking with the smell of dead fish.Many Seagulls around the place cleary glanced the sight with many fishes dead around.

On the way to my office my thoughts ran down my memory lanes of the good old rainy days back in my hometown thats Bangalore. I started to get nostalgic, which is an usual feeling from when i have been here in WI. My home town draws me close to memories spent with lots of love and excitment with my lovely family and friends.

Usually Bangalore has no defined climates its always a hybrid of seasons but still a pleasent place to live in:)! It receives showers during the mid March.

Hmmm now to say the month March, drives me close to one of the pleasent relaxed months of the year, since thats the time when we being children then would have completed with our annual exams. Then when it used to pour i used to sit and peer through the window just to galnce the bubbly weather out there on the lanes. Waited till my dad left to office and as usual granny and mom wuld get busy with the kitchen chores and my grandpa with his books! but still i was never restricted from having my presence of mind to practically enjoy the down pours wasn't i lucky dudes...:)!

I used to naughtily land on the terrace top not to glimpse at any girls ;) but to explore the beauty of mother nature with her light showeres on my cool innocent head ....i mean innocent then...lol!

Yo i still was kiddish i used to shoo away the birds around with a splash of water or pelting pebbles. I guess am not too resolved i still do it sometimes ;)!

The moist mild odour of the mud sliced with the sound of gutter lanes gushing with water and the leaves fluttering and sometimes a loud thud of window panes woooooo isn't all this a theoritical picturesque of my nostalgic sense. Common dudes won't you all appreciate this??!:) still more to go common get the presence of my senses in what i felt through my childhood.:)

know what i use to block the rain water outlets with bricks so that water clogs on the terrace for some time, once it had stopped raining I use to make paper boats and play on the terrace. Some times I use to block the outlets and when I finally remove the stoppers the water use to gush out of the terrace to ground floor with real force. No Jog falls dudes...but still small water falls :)!
It use to be so much fun doing that.
Later when I was in higher primary school I use to enjoy riding bicycle on the roads and grounds flooded with water, splashing water all over the place. Naughty me...:)!
College was no different riding bikes after it rains use to be soo much fun. There use to be lesser traffic and no policeman so we could jump traffic signals. The hot bajjis or somosa or benne masala dosa at CTR with friends on a rainy evening, the gossips, film discussion, the arguments we had on cricket team selection discussion, chats on latest technologies, the new games , the national geographic shows and rarely about the semester exams. A game of cards with all friends. I being blamed by everyone for cheating and winning the games as usual ;)!.

Rainy days use to be so much fun wow!!!!!. Gosh those were the best days of my life.Today’s a mile walk to office was so refreshing. I relived the moments. Unwound my memories.:)!The good old rainy days I miss you dearly!!!!!!!

Why are days so differnet ??

Weekend was so much fun I had been out on a ski trip to Alpine resort, I thoroughly enjoyed the falls the tumbles the roll overs on snow. I loved it when the white kids were staring at brown man (your's truly) and thinking why are browns so horrible when it comes to skiing. The kids who were learning skiing from their moms had a little wicked smile at me. I even heard one of the ladies explaining her daughter if you dont wedge the ski you will tumble like that gentleman.


After such a joyous weekend, came the wicked Monday, really wicked. I got up late as I was tired of skiing, found internet was down, I was unable to check mails was or call home. I rushed to office missing regular bbt (bread butter toast) breakfast. As luck would had played the trick got into lots of work. A Siebel Migration from development to Test and had conked up, I had to literally fix hell a lot of things, I was so busy I could not even follow the score when India was batting so magnificently. Lunch was so horrible there was almost nothing veg in the cafeteria. Finally at 5:00 I was packing my laptop, my desk phone range Siebel Production Server had come down, as there were no other Siebel admins, I had to take care of that call and started fixing it time flew past mid night but no luck, windows clusters had screwed up the entire environment, fiayy at 4:00 in the morning I was able to pinpoint the exact cause of the Server failure. I had to miss the dinner too :(, had lots of soda to keep me going. I was so down as all these happened on the first day of lunar calendar year (Uagadi Karnataka/Andra/Maharastra New year).

As I had worked so much y'day I went to office at 10:00 AM today, fixed the production issue, all the work requests that came in were either closed or cancelled, I came back home by 1:30, watched Satte pe satta and Bunty aur Bubbly, Today was so much relief. I enjoyed today.

But then why are days so different ?? Why cant it be alike always relaxed with lots of fun ?? I never understand