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Tu Na Jaane Aas Pass Hai Khuda
Moment I got up, I should have known that today was going to be a bad day. I missed my alarm. And why did I miss is? The damn phone was under me!
Then I got late, really late while getting ready. And since I was rushing for things, I dropped the watch – the one that I was gifted by MB23Oct. I would have dropped a hundred things a million times but they never break. And this time, the watch that I had never dropped before – broke!
And since I was getting late, I skipped breakfast. BTW did I mention that I am starting GM diet this week?
So far, having a really bad day at work. Fought with my team. Argued with clients. And am rude for no reason.
But then, the silver lining in the cloud – a song that I discovered while driving to work. The song is called Tu Na Jaane Aas Paas Hai Khuda. From this movie – Anjaana Anjaani. Its available for download here. Its so brilliant, its better than trance. Wish there was more such music.
Then I got late, really late while getting ready. And since I was rushing for things, I dropped the watch – the one that I was gifted by MB23Oct. I would have dropped a hundred things a million times but they never break. And this time, the watch that I had never dropped before – broke!
And since I was getting late, I skipped breakfast. BTW did I mention that I am starting GM diet this week?
So far, having a really bad day at work. Fought with my team. Argued with clients. And am rude for no reason.
But then, the silver lining in the cloud – a song that I discovered while driving to work. The song is called Tu Na Jaane Aas Paas Hai Khuda. From this movie – Anjaana Anjaani. Its available for download here. Its so brilliant, its better than trance. Wish there was more such music.
3M: Of Shoes, Books and Travel
Starting this week, I shall try and post something or the other every Monday. I shall call it Monday Morning Musings. Or 3M in short. Why would I do this? I dont know. I just want to. When would I stop doing this? I dont know.
Anyways, so this week I shall talk about places and things where I spend most of my money on.
To start with, I spend waste invest heavily in shoes. The paradox is that I hate to wear shoes but then I love to buy shoes. I have about 12 pairs right now and I think in terms of brands, I have more Puma than Nike than Converse that Reebok than Adidas. And yes most of these are sports shoes. I do have a pair for those odd occasions when I am made to wear formal trousers. So attached here is the latest addition to my collection! And believe it or not, I bought these from Patiala.
Then, once am done with all shoes, I buy books. I buy books about anything and everything. And more often than not, I use flipkart.com's wonderful COD. If I ever wanted a job, I would want to work for flipkart. Their execution of things is impeccable. If Amazon.com ever thinks about entering India, they should start by acquiring flpkart.com. Jeff, are you listening?
And then after all the shoes (that I buy and do not wear) and books (that I buy and do not read), if I am left with money, I buy air tickets. Between Delhi and Mumbai. I have that frequently that the counter girl at GoAir now knows me my face and moment I show up, she volunteers to give me my favorite seat on an aircraft - second last row, aisle seat.
Then, once am done with all shoes, I buy books. I buy books about anything and everything. And more often than not, I use flipkart.com's wonderful COD. If I ever wanted a job, I would want to work for flipkart. Their execution of things is impeccable. If Amazon.com ever thinks about entering India, they should start by acquiring flpkart.com. Jeff, are you listening?
And then after all the shoes (that I buy and do not wear) and books (that I buy and do not read), if I am left with money, I buy air tickets. Between Delhi and Mumbai. I have that frequently that the counter girl at GoAir now knows me my face and moment I show up, she volunteers to give me my favorite seat on an aircraft - second last row, aisle seat.
Wondering what are three things that you buy most with your money? Anyone?
Anyways, until the next 3M, adieu!
18 Till I Die
This is one of those posts that are totally meaningless and totally irrelevant. You write these things purely for the love of seeing your fingers do the little dance on the keyboard. And the funny thing is that you dont even know where the words flow from.
So one whole month of the year has gone past. On the first of January, at AS's place, I had told myself that I would make this year the defining year of my life. I decided that moment I was back in India, I would sit down and make a list of things that I would do and achieve this year. And before I realize, its Feb. And February 4 at that. Things have been ok to say the least. Some very sad on personal front. Some exciting. Somethings are looking up. And some are exciting. The whole spectrum. I really wish I could talk about those things here.
Come to think of it, why cant i? After all the combined readership of this blog is two as of last count. One is me. And other one is PD29Jun. At least I would want to believe that PD29Jun does read this. She never leaves any indication of having read this though. Anyways, coming back, I think I can make things personal here. Lemme take a call in the next few days.
And right now I am binging onto awesome guitars and violins on this cover of 18 till I die. Clichéd it may sound but I really want to be 18 till I die. I need to do a longish post on it and justify that I really really mean to be 18!
P.S.: The post was called "The little dance on the keyboard" before I wrote about 18 bit. Now its called what its called.
So one whole month of the year has gone past. On the first of January, at AS's place, I had told myself that I would make this year the defining year of my life. I decided that moment I was back in India, I would sit down and make a list of things that I would do and achieve this year. And before I realize, its Feb. And February 4 at that. Things have been ok to say the least. Some very sad on personal front. Some exciting. Somethings are looking up. And some are exciting. The whole spectrum. I really wish I could talk about those things here.
Come to think of it, why cant i? After all the combined readership of this blog is two as of last count. One is me. And other one is PD29Jun. At least I would want to believe that PD29Jun does read this. She never leaves any indication of having read this though. Anyways, coming back, I think I can make things personal here. Lemme take a call in the next few days.
And right now I am binging onto awesome guitars and violins on this cover of 18 till I die. Clichéd it may sound but I really want to be 18 till I die. I need to do a longish post on it and justify that I really really mean to be 18!
P.S.: The post was called "The little dance on the keyboard" before I wrote about 18 bit. Now its called what its called.
Can someone give me a credit card?
So even since I realized that I need to own a credit card, I have been banging on doors of all card companies and literally begging for a credit card. I call the companies myself and tell them to get me a card. I walk into bank branches and fill application forms. I even used my airline frequent flier programme to apply for a card. And its been more than a month now.
Since I have worked with GE Money in the past, I understand that I don’t meet the credit policy guidelines. Those days the risk policy said, if you are above 25 and living with your parents, you are ineligible for a credit card. Irrespective of the amount of money you make or the background you may have. And they checked for two things only – Intent and ability to pay back. I have all the intent. I am not sure of the ability though.
Is there a banker that can trust his guts and my promise and issue me one? I promise not to default on the card.
Since I have worked with GE Money in the past, I understand that I don’t meet the credit policy guidelines. Those days the risk policy said, if you are above 25 and living with your parents, you are ineligible for a credit card. Irrespective of the amount of money you make or the background you may have. And they checked for two things only – Intent and ability to pay back. I have all the intent. I am not sure of the ability though.
Is there a banker that can trust his guts and my promise and issue me one? I promise not to default on the card.
Koshish - Harivansh Rai Bachchan
Nanhi cheenti jab daana lekar chalti hai,
chadhti deewaron par, sau bar phisalti hai.
chadhti deewaron par, sau bar phisalti hai.
Man ka vishwas ragon mein saahas bharta hai,
chadhkar girna, girkar chadhna na akharta hai.
Akhir uski mehnat bekar nahin hoti
Himmat karne walon ki haar nahin hoti.
By Harivansh Rai Bachchan.
Via @radhikakr
Writer's Block
This year, 2011, I had decided that I will get more frequent with my blogging. Not that I have to blog to make the world go around its axis but I thought it would be nice to have penned down thoughts and random observations. They make excellent read. Trust me they do. Like for example, look at some of my blogposts from 2005. Or may be from 2008. May be from last month. Wait, did I make any posts last months? May be, may be not. Thats not the point. The point is that Mr. Murphy hates me to the core. Everytime I decide that I would do something, something or the other happens and I cant get it done. Ab blogging ko hi le lo. I decide that I shall write more often and here I am, stuck with a writer's block.
Waise while I was writing this, I had to lookup a couple of things and I think Wikipedia is totally cool. Its the next best thing to have happened to mankind after rains. I mean if I was God and I had to choose between creating rains or wikipedia, I would have created ... rain.
And while I was typing this, the free wifi at the swanky new Delhi airport ran out of time. Didnt I say Murphy? Anyways, it took me yet another SMS and I am back online. And now that when I think I was hitting the flow and getting back to writing some random gibberish, Go Air just announced that my flight is ready to depart.
Murphy Singh, tu mil kahin pay ... dekh loonga!
Signing Off,
On my way to Mumbai
Hello @sgNetBook
As of now, I am officially migrating to a netbook.
Reasons are quite simple. My work is all about making lot of presentations, making bills on excel and writing an occasional document or two. Apart from this, I watch movies, listen to music, spend a lot of time on Internet. And I am on the move all the time. And I have a smart phone (#sgBB).
A netbook allows me to do all these things very effectively. It weighs less than 2 KGs, it has good battery life (will buy a spare battery), it has a big enough keyboard to allow me to write fast without too many acidents, and yet a small enough form factor to allow me to carry it with me in my bag pack. Only thing that I would probably miss is a good mindmapping tool for a netbook and an alternative to iTunes.
For my infrequent design and dev needs, that are anyways minimal (and will remain minimal for the foreseeable future), I have #sgAcer and #sgDesktop!
To get it up and running, I have already accessorised #sgNetbook with a Tata Photon (till I get a 3G card), Sennheiser earplugs, notepads, pens and a Logitech cordless mouse.
P.S.: This is the first post on #sgWOW that was thought on #sgNetBook.
Sab Kuch To Hai
Sab kuch to hai!
Ek chota sukhi parivar hai, bade saare acchhe dost hai,
Kuch anjane chehre hain aur kuch ajnabi saaye bhi hai.
Sar par chhatt hai, sone ko bistar hai,
Jeb main paise hain aur khane ko khana hai,
Broadband internet connection hai aur mobile main balance bhi hai.
Thoda sa paisa hai, thodi si shauhrat hai,
Thoda sa namak aur thodi si mirch bhi hai.
Sapne hain, khawab hai,
Hausla hai aur kuch dhundali manzilain bhi hai.
Jo kuch chahiye, wo sab kuch to hai.
Sab kuch hai, aur kuch kami bhi hai.
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