Wish I had a Time-Turner

Saturday Morning. Unusually sultry. Adrenaline rush to explore the world outside the cozy abode of graduated sizes of twigs and straw, designed impeccably to fit together. Perhaps, after glancing a furtive look into my room through the crevasse in the wall, she entered. She was mottled in beautiful patches of rich black, flaring brown and dull grey. She radiated beauty. Was completely enthralled and looked on. Her fluttering of tiny wings, her soft voice perhaps calling out to some of her siblings still snuggled up, her amazement at my weird looking 'nest', her concentric circles around my room, quick darting eyes reflecting the morning rays held me transfixed.

Before I realised, she knocked the wind out of me. She hoped frantically for the fact to change, for her mother's warm bosom to lie on, for her siblings' fight with her for grains, finally for the agony to stop. She lay there, bloody, still beautiful and tranquil, yet motionless. All I could do was helplessly watch on, hoping she would rest in peace soon. Put her to rest in our garden, under the rose shrubs and whispered a silent prayer.

'IF ONLY', powerful words that express sheer hopelessness, despair and yearning.

If only she had not adventured out of her nest...
If only she had not come too close...
If only I had been in some other room...
If only there was a power failure...
If only had I noticed the fan switched on...
If only I could turn back time...
If only...



Here I stand, inundated completely in guilt and everlasting sorrow, for having orphaned a happy family by unintentionally killing a harmless sparrow, belonging to an already endangered species.

Bommu :)

Well, after reading my good old friend Revs' (good- since she is MY friend,she is good. old- well, she is forty years old and still blogging:P, i know Revs if you are reading this now, your eyeballs would have pitched onto the keyboard and darted to the monitor and you'd be saying,"bull shit man.. sheni.." but as usual I dont care :/) post about Ganguly ( well he is our only male companion in ladies' hostel, he has got four legs, a baby pink tongue that does not drool over the place much, and amazingly dark hazelnut brilliant eyes), I am encouraged to write about our EEE dept star, so presenting to you BOMMU:)

Yeah, my peanut sized brain christened her with this name. But she seems pretty happy about my total lack of creativity of names and acknowledges when called Bommu:). We have shared many special moments and we came really close to each other ( ahem, have a leash on your thoughts :)) after this paticular incident.
Second semester. Post lunch. For once mess food tasted like food. I mean i could make out sambhar and rasam and poriyal apart. Lovely non-sultry weather with a hint of rain. Had to attend class as I had just 46% attendance in Circuit theory,handled by one Ms.XYZ. I was late for the class,hence all the last benches were already swarming, so had to be okay front ones. Dozed away to glory. After what seemed an eternity, was woken up suddenly and the conversation between Ms XYZ(handler of Circuit Theory) and me went like:

Ms.XYZ : IF YOU WANNA SLEEP, PLEASE GO OUT AND SLEEP. DONT DISTURB THE CLASS WITH YOUR LOUD SNORES.

ME : Was feeling terribly guilty not of sleeping, but of snoring. Came as a crude shock to me that I snore in my sleep after 18 years of revolving the sun!! My sister, my room sharer at home never once complained. Had a confused feeling of admiration and anger towards her. I just stood up meekly and looked very sorry didn have to sham because i was sorry for the ulterior discovery of me,snoring like a trumpet!.

Ms.XYZ : Cant you hear me, please get out and dont disturb the class by wasting my time. (somehow she had the feeling that the rest of the class were really longing for her tirade and that they were missing out on something great..like..like.. a free trip to Europe!!)

ME: Ma'am, I am ..I am..

Thankfully I was not audible and my friend next to me grabbed me to my seat and said she was talking to BOMMU who was sleeping beneath my bench !!!! In my nervousness, I didnt notice that the whole class was in fits of laughter:) Bommu didnot budge
She continued her beauty sleep and Ms.XYZ walked out. Obviously we started worshipping Bommu from then.

Bommu loves
*to be a part of every photograph, but never poses properly
* home chapathis( she'll sulk and eat the canteen ones and sulk a bit more bitterly and eat the ladies' hostel chapathis, but would say a firm no to boys' hostel ones :))
* cake ( she will not eat a piece as a whole but only lick the cream off the cardboard underneath a cake )
*parle G and tender coconut juice.

Bommu hates
* us leaving to canteen for lunch, leaving her behind
* LAYS
* being disturbed in sleep
* coffee
* we leaving for home or hostel after college.

This is Bommu for you in class :)



Bommu at her lazy best. Notice how she places her hind legs(erm , I think thats what the two legs at the back are called, not too sure:))


Bommu guarding my friend's boat size slippers. Not that they need to be guarded, still, the point here is , she feels proud of doing her job perfectly and never takes chances :)


I wish we could all arrange a 'formal' marriage between Bommu and Ganguly. What say???

REPUGNANT IGNOMINY

This morning, unfortunately, I felt like reading the newspaper. The very first page of Times of India(Bangalore Edition), the center of the page eye capturing article, infuriated me beyond tolerance limits. It is an article about Lady( I feel this is the most dignified form of addressing us) Bartenders. I definitely am not localised in my outlook and do not say it is not our cultural heritage to be a bartender. I believe each person has her/his own fundamental rights to an appropriate choice of livelihood. But in the process, bargaining on dignity, self prestige and virtuosity surely strikes a chord from deep within. Following is an excerpt from the article:

TIMES VIEW

The Karnataka high court’s decision is in tune with changing times and more than welcome. This paper has been campaigning for abolition of some archaic laws pertaining to urban lifestyle. The plain argument against Rule 9 of the Karnataka Excise Act was that if women could break many other male career bastions, why not one in the hospitality industry. Nevertheless, the onus must be on the hotel managements to ensure a safe environment for women bartenders.

Yes very true, hospitality industry can have ladies, no issues over that. It wholly is centralised to an individual's will. But I strongly feel The ToI is altercating its own so called rights to liberation views with the following paradoxical cartoon.



This cartoon, does it show true hospitality, or cheap publicity of a women’s body on sale? I don’t say women have to worshipped next to god or that they should be treated as a precious abberation with the utterly delicate care and concern. However, there is a fine hair line difference between looking appealing in tandem with most recent couture and looking vulgar. The former commands some dignity of thought and action while the latter just gives a come-fornicate-me picture. Just tell me, If a lady bartender wears an outfit as painted above, will it render ‘hospitality’ or accrual of hormones to the bar visitors( after few rounds of imbibing, they would hardly have control over their senses)? It is indeed a matter of shame and disgust that such a leading newspaper should have such a despicable sales promotion technique.

A glimpse on Murphy

For all those who are not familiar with Mr Murphy, let me tell you murphology gives the basic idea of sustenance in the cosmos-"if anything can go wrong, it will". I picked up the book, fumbled through a few pages and here are a few interesting laws :

1.Bell's Theorem When a body is immersed in water, the telephone rings, or door bell screeches.
Well nowadays we got cell phones, so telephone problem is solved. But cant help the doorbell:)

2.Zadra's law of Biomechanics The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to its reach :P

3.Willoughby's law When you try to prove to someone that a machine wont work, it will.
This always happens in a EEE machines lab, where you toil and give the complicated circuit connections, sweat to make the motor run, but the stubborn motor gives no heed, even after you plead on all fours. The you go to the lab incharge, quite reluctantly but helplessly, listen to all his rantings that you are the dumbest student he has ever had in his glorious experience of 10 odd years, you have to make your face look like you are deeply sorry to disturb him and that you are really really dumb to even add 4+9 properly,erm....I know I still stick out fingers and toes for tat but anyway..look guilty.tats the point. I think there is great chemistry between the lab techie and the stupid induction motor, should be love at first sight. The moment lad techie touches him/her(the motor), starts running,smoothly and sweetly. He gives you one good-for-nothing look and storms out. Bah..Murphy is so so right..

4.The queue Principle The longer you wait in the line the greater is the probability that you are in the wrong line.

5.Finagle's eighth rule Team work is essential. It allows you to blame someone else :)

6.Banana Principle If you buy bananas before they are ripe, there wont be any left by the time they are ripe. If you buy them ripe, they rot before eating.
Moral: Dont eat or buy bananas. Not worth so much ado. I don like bananas yeeks!!!

7.Ballance's Law of Relativity How long a minute is depends on which side of the bathroom door you are on
No solution, you cant have a doorless bathroom :)

8.Jacob's Law To err is humane- to blame it on someone else is even more human :)

9.Horowitz'Law Whenever you turn on the radio, you hear the last few notes of your favorite song

10.Murphy's laws' Law
1.Stores that sell Volume One, will not know of Volume Two.
2.Stores that sell Volume Two will be out of Volume One.

bits and pieces here and there....

This is a scribbling of few of my experiences over this week. Been quite active, in the sense, slept only for 10 hrs from the past week record of 15 hrs a day :)

* Have you ever felt like seeking solace even behind the skimpy, scanty, almost non existent clothes of Mallika Sherawat? Well, i did feel like for once :) A friend of mine sent her non objectionable and viewable honeymoon pics :P. She called up and asked me if I saw the photos. I was busy doing nothing as always, nothing at all, including viewing the pics she so fondly sent to me of all creatures :( The phone conversation went like this :

friend: Hey hullo you alive ? Why didn you call me up you stinking pig , after seeing the pics i sent?

Me: Hey hundred years de. Was just about to place you a call. cant believe it. Yeah de, super pics, I especially liked you amidst snow ( here i took a wild guess , as it should definitely be snowing in Switzerland now, and we Indians will look at snow like a 15-day-starved cat looks at milk :), took a shot that she should ve posed in snow for sure :)

friend: Are you sure you saw the pics?

Me: Hey kya yaar, i am being so descriptive, don't believe me ah?

friend: How can you view the pics when I forgot to attach them ? I actually called to say that but anyways wanted to see how you react.

Me: hello hello hello...
Hey dear, i really apologise for lying. So in case you are reading this forgive me. And yeah, send the pics now :) will see it and write in next post about it :)

* I am not much of a god fearing person and dont frequent temples. But sometimes have to go with mom, lest should bear the brunt of bad dinner :) Went to a small temple near my place. I really got pissed off with the pujari present there. Seems navarathri festival, special puja etc etc and he was literally bullying people to give money ( min of Rs 500), he started saying things like its for god's sake, dont say no and repent later, blah blah blah. Did god ask him? There are such ridiculous people in this world, who lie and play with the emotional temperament of people for a living.

* Have you ever watched a movie and felt like-whoa, this is the perfect heroine. Was watching Maine Pyaar Kiya this noon. Bhagyashri rocks man.. So simple yet serene, so silent yet glib, so down-to-earth yet charming....

* Been really long since I have been to a green grocers'. When asked for a kilo of beans , he says 40 bucks, i was like "eeks, i want just one kilo, not more". He gives me such a dirty what-a-good-for-nothing-thing early in the morning look and says i can have it for 39 bucks and not less. I buy them, part with money grudging inflation, return home to be smashed by mom for selectively buying the least fresh ones.

* Never go boasting around saying you are a graduate, school topper in tenth, district topper in 12Th, galaxy topper in engineering... I bet you cant answer the questions of your next door sixth grader. So half the time she comes for doubts in Geography, History or even English, I am bathing sleeping or outta house. Planning to spend next week on learning what are adjuncts adverbs bare infinitives etc, Indian revolution and Atlas.. Some way to kill time :)

Certain moments in life are .... PRICELESS

Over a cup of super mom-made coffee, this morning, was reminiscent of the wonderful things life has given me, the wonderful people round, precious moments with them, leave an imprint forever in my mind.Feeling really nostalgic.

Moment 1 My sister studies in a boarding school and we meet only during the first weekend of every month. The two days are absolute bliss. We chat away to glory about books, guys, life at hostel, friends, food , gossip, vetti vambu etc etc etc... Sis, I really love you the way you are :)

Moment 2 There are some people in life who mean the world to you. My perimma who tops the list,just became grandma and me chithi :) Super baby boy. I am yearning to see him my sister and atimber when they fly down here in January. Sankrish rocks :) I am sure girls will go gaga over him at college. SO damn cute :)



Moment 3 Sometimes you are so filled with goodness and success that you dread to think of future and what s in store next for you :) But I believe in live life now policy man... Kal ki baat kal dekhenge :)

Moment 4 When you loose touch with your childhood friend and really really feel sorry for not being in touch, cursing and kicking yourself for being complacent, and suddenly one fine day, she mails you and says " i am getting married" wow absolute bliss :) so so so happie for you dear. Stay in touch ever and enjoy life :)

Moment 5 The only good thing about the movie KANK is the MITWA song and I really get so engrossed in the song losing myself, when the power turns off, man... Then when power comes in a fraction of a second ( i know its next to impossible but it happened for once ) I feel really on cloud nine.

Moment 6 When two of my best friends are placed in some other company and leave for work and promise to stay in touch, a tear drops down my cheeks unknowingly. Shared some really really special moments in hostel with you girls . Bars and Devi, you gotta repent if you don mail or call often okie ???

Moment 7 When mom is tired and says she cant make garam pakoras for tiffin and I go away sulking, and in ten mins time I get for myself two plates full of pakoras ( both for me :)), I am left speechless :) Busy eating :)

Hmmmm all's well that ends well:)

Well end of the red letter day of my life. I got selected in the written exam with BHEL ( dont ask me how or why:)) tats an absolute engineering miracle. though I love travelling,this 600km is particularly a torture( more torture than ramba humming a tamil song and dancing in a bikini :P . I reiterate i live in a darn place called tarekere and travelled from tarekere to birur to Bangalore to Chennai to Guindy ( anna univ). Due to parent pressure and some peer pressure came to write the test With absolutely zero preparation and tension and confusion and anticipation and excitaion and ok enough

Gotta mail twenty days ago that i am through for the interview. My cousin's wedding so had ten days off for that. I hunted for books from all my friends ( my own books are with a different set of friends which is again with a different set of friends :P. Then crammed toiled struggled fought with books for twenty days, even more than kareena struggled to get to size zero :)

Guess what happens on the day of interview-Mr Murphy entry, what else. What was supposed to be a technical round was full of HR and random babbling , jo mere baayen haath ka khel hai yaar :) thanks to blogging i can really talk for long while without any sense at all. All my nose-sticking-to-books efforts in vain. But Mr Murphy thanks in a way for peeping in as i was totally freaked out and good that there was absolutely no techie whizzing around.

Results?? Oct 20 man.... Will grumble if i dont get through and bear with my big floating head if i get the job :)