No. 17

Sunday, December 24, 2006

"Once is an accident, twice is coincidence, and three times is enemy action."

I'm not here to write about Auric Goldfinger; neither the flick nor the novel. It’s about the coincidences or the accidents I have had with the number 17 (Can't say if it's time for some enemy action !).

According to Numerology, 8(1+7) stands for "Involution and Evolution, for cycles of ebb and flow, infinity, rhythm, advancement, strength and confidence". Don't know whether to believe it or to infer anything form it.

I have had a long "association" with this number 17. Actually, never had a choice. The number has stuck to me. As far as I remember, it started from my school days. My roll number was 17 in my Higher secondary classes. My Engg. Roll turned out to be something ending with 17 Again... (6 years, same roll number).
Finished Engg. joined a company. Again here, suprisingly enough, the Bay I was allotted (in my office) is 17 . If I look back, 17th of Feb. of some year (not sure) , was the day when I felt the sky had fallen on me. I remember, crying a river that day.

Don't know about the future, what else is in store for me(of course something linked/related to 17)? Will I have 17 people in my life (Hopefully not)!? Will I get married on the 17th day of some month?! Will I change 17 companies ? Don't know... Let me stop my wild mind from going wild about 17 cuz' may be it’s just my imagination , speculation. I wasn't born on 17th ( just missed it by one day)... may be I should just wait...wait for the beautiful coincidences to occur with 17.

*Will analyze later (and amend this post accordingly) *

I think I have used too many 17s in this post. Just for the perfect ending, let me make the count perfect.
Including the heading, this post contains 17 17s!
*wink* ;)

Keep smiling :)


Thursday, November 16, 2006
"Happy Birthday!!!"

"Thanks"! :D
( I Should have counted the number of times I used this 6 letter word today, I guess we all do).

My first B'day away from Home; wasn't bad at all. My friends, Family, Acquaintances made it special. Never felt I was away from home...

Moti, My official TP ( time pass ), Crime Partner, @$££m, Pallu, KS, KMR, Sandeep(an), A(Jay), Aks, AK - 47, Money, Champak( who calls me "brother"), Devil( alias 6'2 , for the obvious reason taht he is 6'2), Pooooo, Funny, Mahesh, Praveen, Sumalatha(chutki), Lata, Senti, GoPal, Paul(wesley, oh plutonian!), Sunny1, Sunny2, Lingy Chandra, Vasanthi, Mallika, Satish, Satish(da), Honal(who?!), Shankar, Silly Sanal, Durga, Dinesh, Syed, Archana, ABV, Khich-Khich, Lydia, Abrar(I share my B'day with this guy) , Guru, Deepak, Deepa, Sushmita, Sushil, Veena, Tatha, Nithya, Raktimo Mitro Princo(sona), Alter Ego, Krishhh, Raghul(yeah not Rahul)...
* Few of the names which i can recollect *
Made my day. Most of them called up( Now, i have an idea how it feels to work @ a call center), few of them made it sure they were physically present to apply the Birthday face pack (the cake). But i was spared. ( Great escape!) ;)

It's an incomplete list. I had written it long time back, had abandoned it. Thought of not posting it. But , here it goes.
Blog shows the post to be posted on 16th, Correction it was on 17th.


The River of Thoughts

Thursday, November 09, 2006
"Drive like Hell & you will be there! "
- Courtesy : Border Roads Organization

I use the company bus to commute every (working) day to office ( whose driver is known for his rash driving "skills”!) . Thought it would be just another day, but something within said no. All of a sudden, the bus stopped. My curiosity made me get up (oh lazy Me!!) & check what had gone wrong. Unfortunately, the bus had hit a motorist...
Within seconds, the mood n the moral of the passengers had changed. There was an awkward silence.
Damn !!
"What a Way to Start the Day"!!

Most of us are blessed with something called the "photographic memory"(Thanks AC!). The brain tends to capture the special moments - Happy, sad, rare... as if the brain maintains a separate "folder" for storing the memoirs in form of pictures.
What I saw; is still fresh in my mind-the injured, lying unconscious and being helped by a passer-by, who struggled to lift him. The pedestrians near by, literally rushed to attend the injured. Within minutes, he was taken to the hospital. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about his family; the keys roles he had been playing (presuming) father, brother, son, husband, friend?! When I told my friend about the unpleasant incident, he was quick enough in saying- "At least He was lucky enough to be taken to a hospital"!
How True?!

I can recollect so many such incidents where the victims weren't that lucky. When people around didn’t care, didn't bother. Even on a busy railway platform, where a guy lay unattended in his own pool of blood for a long time, after being "hit" by a local train (in Mumbai) . Loot, eve teasing, person being stabbed to death in broad daylight, or even Raped. Don't know about the people who commit such crimes. Wonder how one gets sleep after committing such horrendous crimes! Is it that they are born without the vital organs, kardia? Or is it that they don't have the words like "guilt", "shame", "pity","love", "compassion", "kindness" embedded in their dictionaries?!
God !!
Let me share here an incident, where I saw this man in his 50’s, lying on the road after he had suffered an epileptic attack. I remember his helplessness. The time when the body is not in sync with the mind. He was shivering, struggling, almost begging for help. All he wanted were strong-arms which could hold him firmly, some tool to which he could cling on. Vehicles passed by, people didn’t care. They saw, ignored and moved on. May be, they were all getting "late". That day, I felt ashamed of calling myself a native of 'that' place. I wanted to scream; wanted to ask them, if they had ever heard of words like "humanity", "unconditional love", "sympathy"... I stopped my vehicle, took out the tool from the deck and ran to give it to the person who had come to assist the old man.
...At least, one had come forward to help!
God Bless the Rest.

My Driver drove like Hell & I am here.
I digressed.

The Log

Sunday, November 05, 2006

/* A log - writing it when I’m jobless( @ work) & unsure about my night's trip to Bangalore (Yes! will call it by the same name - till my last breath) */

Uncertainty, is a part of life (huh! hope I’ll learn to cope with it one day!) Now, why the hell am I blogging about it ?! Cuz' I 'm being selfish here, killing time. "Official" pack off time here is 5:45. "Unofficially", the CEO will never mind - even if it goes on for 24 hours.

3:55 p.m: Got nearly 2 hours to kill. I am desperate, one tends to miss their loved ones more when they are not around...*BEEP* luckily, my mobile buzzes. It’s a friend (or an acquaintance?) - asking me to join for a cup of coffee. I get intoxicated on coffee n chocolate. I really need it @ this point of time... So Coffee Time!

4:30: still not sure. Oops! My PL and his friend just passed by. Hope he didn’t see me blogging...
We are supposed to work when @ work. My lazy (crook) teammate had "advised" me once - "Even if u are not working, ACT as if u are!!" WOW (what an advice)! Anyway, time to check some (junk) mails.

4:50: AH!! The doubt, uncertainty still remains. I decide on bugging my friend TP, with some messages. Nowadays; mobiles have become a necessity, days are gone when it used to be a luxury.

5:05: It's noisy here; I can hear the buses coming from the parking area to the entrance, which reminds me of the Doppler effect (7th class?). People in my bay are excited - cuz' the weekend is here. Hope even I will leave my cubicle today with the same excitement, same feeling.

* Fingers Crossed *

5:25: while I am typing this crap, my "neighbour"(adjacent cubicle), joins me ... I discover something - SMILE on her face... :)

At last, NowI know ... I AM going home...!

Cya :D

What Guys should NEVER wear ! ;)

Monday, October 23, 2006

/* The post is dedicated to all men who consider themselves "Metrosexual" (blend of metropolitan + heterosexual) * /

Oops, I can’t stop myself from using /* */ for comments!

The giant search engine helped me in listing the individuals who consider themselves metrosexual (one who spends a great amount of time and money on his appearance and lifestyle). The list not only includes personalities like David Beckham, Brad Pitt, George Clooney, (now how about some ‘Desi’s here) SRK, Manish Malhotra, Upen Patel… but also Donald Rumsfeld (21st United States Secretary of Defense).

Looking good is really good - it depicts ones personality .But, (there comes the but!) as men join the race to “look good”, few of them mess up as they dress up. I am NOT here to highlight what one should wear, but what one should NEVER wear! ;)

  • The “Flowery” shirts: or call it Floral shirts! Who (the hell) said it looks good n trendy?! (That person needs some serious counseling :P) It's just good for the "Go-Goa" mood!
  • Oh “Pinky”! : So what, if Saif Ali Khan flaunts his pink shirt ("Salaam Namaste", refer Bollywood)?? A man getting facials, manicures, and pedicures done is "Okay" BUT wearing pink?! Trust me dear ones, it suits guys more in reel life than in real life.
  • Body hugging shirt: Let it adorn the body with curves ! If u don’t have one, try something else.
  • Jhataang” Colours: AHH! One needs glasses to protect their eyes from the glare that’s caused by these “Jhataang” (flashy) wears. People who wear such colours (Fluorescent and its combinations) should be FINED!! Seriously!:D
  • Red/Yellow Pants: I think here, I need some counseling. Why only red/yellow, when u have a wide range colours available?!

/* Will keep adding as in when I find men - who inspire me to write :P */

Now after getting those "valuable" tips (oh crap!), if you have decided to follow actor Salman Khan (wearing Nothing at all? OH NO!), I’ll have to come up with - “What Guys should wear!!" (This surely will be a disaster!) ;)

Take Care!

Here I Go!!

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Disclaimer: This nut (or should I call myself a blogger officially?!) is not to be blamed if you find the following blog to be a shear waste of time and effort.

Blog ?!
It sounded Greek n Latin for the very first time. One of my sweetest friends ever (my "Confession Box") introduced me to this new world. The only place where i guess, people love to read and write ( I am sure most of them hated it when were required to do so in their Alma mater!) ;)
Don’t blame me, if u don’t find anything useful here ;)

Anyway, getting back to the whole blog story: Once the account was created, the obvious question which cropped up in my "little head" was -

"what should I write about?!"

trust me, I am still thinking!
Hopefully, I’ll come up with some crap soon :D

Hmmm, not to disappoint the readers (who have come this far to read my maiden blog!), I’ll say- many things in our day to day life goes unheard, not coz' people don’t have time for others but for the simple reason that people are preoccupied with their own "stuff".

... Here I go - to express the unsaid! :)

Take Care !