To all of U reading this.. Merry X'mas and Happy New Year
December 23, 2007
December 15, 2007
and then I remembered .... I had a blog
It was almost a month gap after which I thought of posting. I was sure I would not stop writing ma blogs, at least I can share something with people.
Last few weeks I was blogged with my work, Did I progress in that no... my mind was not with me, think it had gone for a vacation, leaving me behind. Of course not I am not in love....... I am very much in single status and looks like would continue until my parents do a search. I am toooo lazy for that search...
Some thing what i thought today to blog down was value for money. I rose from a middle class family, I had seen my parents saving each and every penny, this was the case all around India few years ago, people used to bargain, try to get the best out of every deal and what the take they select it to their satisfaction.
But now all has changed......
Let me start with the nostalgic memories I have seen when ever I went in for shopping with parents. When ever I enter the shop I can see, aunties selecting foodies from the whole pile and bargaining with the shopkeeper.Hey thatz apple is rotten, remove it.. the Shop keeper with a devilish look keeps back that rotten apple and replaces it with a good one, or the one which we give him. Gone are those days child.
Of late went to a shop to buy fruits, I was making up my mind to which fruit to buy.One aunt came to the shop and was asking the price of each and every fruit. I heard him saying Fiji apples cost 80 and Shimla one 40 per kg.Aunty was busy selecting the best of the lot apples, and the shop keeper was also helping her out, but to spoil her party, she was trying to mix the rotten ones,but clever clever aunt was too smart she replaced all the rotten ones with fresh one. Then suddenly my ear drum forced ma brain and hence my eyes to shift focus, a car with high music was on its way, the window pane came down and a girl asked the cost of the apple, Shop keeper said 100 for Fiji and 60 for Shimla.
mmm was it the price I heard first. The beauty from the car order a kg of Fiji apple, I could see, few rotten ones making into the case and into the car. Cash paid and car rushed.
Gosh... Whatz it all about, Do we IT professional value money as our parents did, do we ever bother are we getting the best deal for the penny we spend, I doubt No, why the question is going all around me.
With that incident I realised value of money... hopefully tomorrow will not be the same again.......
Last few weeks I was blogged with my work, Did I progress in that no... my mind was not with me, think it had gone for a vacation, leaving me behind. Of course not I am not in love....... I am very much in single status and looks like would continue until my parents do a search. I am toooo lazy for that search...
Some thing what i thought today to blog down was value for money. I rose from a middle class family, I had seen my parents saving each and every penny, this was the case all around India few years ago, people used to bargain, try to get the best out of every deal and what the take they select it to their satisfaction.
But now all has changed......
Let me start with the nostalgic memories I have seen when ever I went in for shopping with parents. When ever I enter the shop I can see, aunties selecting foodies from the whole pile and bargaining with the shopkeeper.Hey thatz apple is rotten, remove it.. the Shop keeper with a devilish look keeps back that rotten apple and replaces it with a good one, or the one which we give him. Gone are those days child.
Of late went to a shop to buy fruits, I was making up my mind to which fruit to buy.One aunt came to the shop and was asking the price of each and every fruit. I heard him saying Fiji apples cost 80 and Shimla one 40 per kg.Aunty was busy selecting the best of the lot apples, and the shop keeper was also helping her out, but to spoil her party, she was trying to mix the rotten ones,but clever clever aunt was too smart she replaced all the rotten ones with fresh one. Then suddenly my ear drum forced ma brain and hence my eyes to shift focus, a car with high music was on its way, the window pane came down and a girl asked the cost of the apple, Shop keeper said 100 for Fiji and 60 for Shimla.
mmm was it the price I heard first. The beauty from the car order a kg of Fiji apple, I could see, few rotten ones making into the case and into the car. Cash paid and car rushed.
Gosh... Whatz it all about, Do we IT professional value money as our parents did, do we ever bother are we getting the best deal for the penny we spend, I doubt No, why the question is going all around me.
With that incident I realised value of money... hopefully tomorrow will not be the same again.......
November 29, 2007
The Perfect Eye Whitewash
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Nails are out of shape, hair are no more kept properly.Managers are hardly to be seen.Tensions are pouring from everyone face, like the hot boiling milks spills out from the kettle.
Serious discussions all around in small new groups, like those mushrooms which crop up during the monsoon. The turmoil is clearly visible.
Few days later few, in fact very few smiling faces, more of sad faces, hardly any one in their desks, the productive chart shows a sharp dip....
whats it all about.. the appraisal results are out. Managers are hiding.
This was time turmoil time in my company which comes every year and ends after one month, like the low pressure depression that comes in Bay of Bengal. ( Yea I should try my hands in Geography what U say).
It required a white wash to silent the rousing waves, at least an eye whitewash.
This time to it was no different, managers found there way out, but this time it was very very funny.... I almost broke the silence in the team meeting with my sudden burst of laughter, more like an erupting volcano.
So what was so funny you guys might be thinking.. it was nothing but our team was missing its members, all where promoted as lead.....
I was wondering whom they are gonna lead...
My team size was 8 and out of which there are 4 leads. So was the spate of other teams, If you are a one man army, then you are the lead for yourself.
I was wondering what was happening, Managers had to say, we are working on every ones aspirations, there is no level hike or your designation change, but you guys are leads in your areas.
Some simile'ng faces started erupting, even some went to an extent of stop doing there development task, and started enjoying their new role, until a doubt clearing session was called again.
It was a superb eye whitewash, which reminded me of the words
Water water every where, No water to drink.
I will modify it into
Leads leads every where, not a developer to work.
Hope everything returns to normal.
Serious discussions all around in small new groups, like those mushrooms which crop up during the monsoon. The turmoil is clearly visible.
Few days later few, in fact very few smiling faces, more of sad faces, hardly any one in their desks, the productive chart shows a sharp dip....
whats it all about.. the appraisal results are out. Managers are hiding.
This was time turmoil time in my company which comes every year and ends after one month, like the low pressure depression that comes in Bay of Bengal. ( Yea I should try my hands in Geography what U say).
It required a white wash to silent the rousing waves, at least an eye whitewash.
This time to it was no different, managers found there way out, but this time it was very very funny.... I almost broke the silence in the team meeting with my sudden burst of laughter, more like an erupting volcano.
So what was so funny you guys might be thinking.. it was nothing but our team was missing its members, all where promoted as lead.....
I was wondering whom they are gonna lead...
My team size was 8 and out of which there are 4 leads. So was the spate of other teams, If you are a one man army, then you are the lead for yourself.
I was wondering what was happening, Managers had to say, we are working on every ones aspirations, there is no level hike or your designation change, but you guys are leads in your areas.
Some simile'ng faces started erupting, even some went to an extent of stop doing there development task, and started enjoying their new role, until a doubt clearing session was called again.
It was a superb eye whitewash, which reminded me of the words
Water water every where, No water to drink.
I will modify it into
Leads leads every where, not a developer to work.
Hope everything returns to normal.
November 25, 2007
November 23, 2007
Nervousness of loosing the Star
Yet another day at the office, looking at the crap codes, green screens, design documents which looks like an encyclopedia now to me.Some times writing the same, I felt like Valmiki writing Ramayana.
By Deskbar showed 12:30, Tom started chasing Jerry in my belly.... it was lunch time. I rushed for the search of Internet explorer.... hold on guys do not think more, I am not having explorer for lunch, instead i was searching our intranet for lunch menu card.
Ooh gosh... its the same old menu.. I want a change....
By Deskbar showed 12:30, Tom started chasing Jerry in my belly.... it was lunch time. I rushed for the search of Internet explorer.... hold on guys do not think more, I am not having explorer for lunch, instead i was searching our intranet for lunch menu card.
Ooh gosh... its the same old menu.. I want a change....
Made a sudden turn around to my team and asked for a lunch outside...A smiling node came from all,mm all were fed up with the same lunch.We decided to pushed to the food court.We decided for KFC. We searched for the menu card and decided on our orders. I stood on the queue for my turn.A girl turned up to take my order. I gave our orders.She accepted with a smile.
I wondered Air hostess came to land, she was pleasant in her approach.
The trainee badge was bringing the smiles from her.Probation period huh...She reiterated the order for me. I thought extra precaution from her side before she billed.
My retina suddenly found something shivering.It was the hands of the lady at the counter.Think I was her first order. Sun shown bright outside, temperature outside was rising, so was my hunger. The Girls mind was in between the daemon and sea. She was new the billing machine, and wondered will I loose my temper. Her eyes were running around desperately in search of help. People behind me in queue Ambled to other counters. She have pressed her Panic Button, but in vain,all attenders were busy helping their customers. Poor creature, was quit terrified. She passed a smile to me and said "Sir, Give me a Second".
Think for that time my adrenaline had gone for some other business, Smile came up on my face and a word no probs.
The trainee badge was bringing the smiles from her.Probation period huh...She reiterated the order for me. I thought extra precaution from her side before she billed.
My retina suddenly found something shivering.It was the hands of the lady at the counter.Think I was her first order. Sun shown bright outside, temperature outside was rising, so was my hunger. The Girls mind was in between the daemon and sea. She was new the billing machine, and wondered will I loose my temper. Her eyes were running around desperately in search of help. People behind me in queue Ambled to other counters. She have pressed her Panic Button, but in vain,all attenders were busy helping their customers. Poor creature, was quit terrified. She passed a smile to me and said "Sir, Give me a Second".
Think for that time my adrenaline had gone for some other business, Smile came up on my face and a word no probs.
She sounded bit relaxed. Could hear he calling for help, Then she managed to pull in a guy, who cleared her her doubts, the paper with writing came out from the printer so was the sign of relief,coming from her face.
I payed my dues. She rushed in to get my servings. I could see she selecting big pieces of Chicken for me.
The dish found its way to my hand, she was bringing it with a smile, the smile of the princess who found her price, The smile of girl who cleared her exams. The Smile of a mom who was seeing her son after long.Those were the kind of imagination which ran thru my mind when the Girl Dressed in red came near me.
She was looking like a queen who had won her Battle....
In Japanese style she bowed down to give my dish, and said thank you.
Its when I came to know the power of smile, being calm which can bring a change in once life, at least to save the stars for which she was working.
All the best dude for your future endeavours.
November 22, 2007
November 21, 2007
November 20, 2007
Taj Malabar Omelet....
5 star hotel foods are always a delight, they not only look great, but also makes your wallet quite light.After finishing the bath @ swimming pool, I rushed to the restaurant to get my breakfast, I took 2 Idili's( a South Indian dish made of rice) and rushed to my seat to savour it. Then I saw the chef making his appearance near the stove in dining room, saw a long queue of people around him, getting there dishes made by him. On my way to get my glass of juice, I 2 thought of getting something made by chef, went to the counter, he was making omelet's. I order an Indian Omelet.
I thought it will be the same one which we prepare at home, but I was in for a surprise.
The steps were as follows.
1. Egg, onion, green chilly and pepper with salt to taste is mixed well
2. The mixture finds its way to the hot frying pan
3. Now comes a spatula from chefs pocket, he scrabbled the omelet. I was shocked.
4. The scrabbled bunch of eggs are now cornered to one side of the pan.
5. The shape is like a half moon, (Semi circle)
6. Its now cooked, only the outside gets cooked, inner part is half cooked(some thing like bulls eye), with pepper in it it did taste good .
I enjoyed it and now before I can digest it well, it was time for my meeting.....
Guys next in My dishes is Chola which I am all set to prepare, this weekend, watch out for it, and keep finger crossed..
I thought it will be the same one which we prepare at home, but I was in for a surprise.
The steps were as follows.
1. Egg, onion, green chilly and pepper with salt to taste is mixed well
2. The mixture finds its way to the hot frying pan
3. Now comes a spatula from chefs pocket, he scrabbled the omelet. I was shocked.
4. The scrabbled bunch of eggs are now cornered to one side of the pan.
5. The shape is like a half moon, (Semi circle)
6. Its now cooked, only the outside gets cooked, inner part is half cooked(some thing like bulls eye), with pepper in it it did taste good .
I enjoyed it and now before I can digest it well, it was time for my meeting.....
Guys next in My dishes is Chola which I am all set to prepare, this weekend, watch out for it, and keep finger crossed..
Spicy Tomato Tango
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This is the Chrysalis of a chef.... The new era in cooking... these were the words said to me by none other than myself.... (Alltha verae aru parayum)(Who else will say, sorry I am addicted to type in Malayalam once in a while).....
Living all alone in Bangalore is not a great idea for your tummy... So I thought it was high time i started cooking....... Inputs poured from mom and sister, How to make dishes etc etc... Mom was not that confident in me. She suggested son try ready to cook stuffs, will be easy, I was in no mood to give it away.
My first dish was the Dal do go through the post posted.
Then came my new dish Tomato tango... It was cold in Bangalore, I decided to make omelet, but some thing new.
The first thing in the menu was my laptop. Laptop???? Yea to search for the menu for new innovative omelets. I found adding tomato to omelet was a good suggestion.
So I prepared my version of omelet. Started with similar ingredients like, egg, onion, black pepper, salt, chillies. I added fine chopped tomatoes to it also.
Made a perfect mix. Poured into the Fan, Gosh it looked great( I will upload the photo's soon)
but disaster struck, when i started to turn upside down the omelet 2 cook the other side of it, the symmetry was broken..... gone omelet is no more, he is dead....
Then some thing clicked.... Scrambled egg.....
Scrambled the complete kit, It was has if, Atom bomb was dropped on to Hiroshima...
I poured bit of tomato sauce during the finishing stages.
So now the hot and sweet tomato tango was ready, Sandwich it between breads, it tasted good.
I tried the dish on my friends to, no casualties till date...
Hence the Chrysalis of a new Chef... beware mom and sis, I am coming......
Living all alone in Bangalore is not a great idea for your tummy... So I thought it was high time i started cooking....... Inputs poured from mom and sister, How to make dishes etc etc... Mom was not that confident in me. She suggested son try ready to cook stuffs, will be easy, I was in no mood to give it away.
My first dish was the Dal do go through the post posted.
Then came my new dish Tomato tango... It was cold in Bangalore, I decided to make omelet, but some thing new.
The first thing in the menu was my laptop. Laptop???? Yea to search for the menu for new innovative omelets. I found adding tomato to omelet was a good suggestion.
So I prepared my version of omelet. Started with similar ingredients like, egg, onion, black pepper, salt, chillies. I added fine chopped tomatoes to it also.
Made a perfect mix. Poured into the Fan, Gosh it looked great( I will upload the photo's soon)
but disaster struck, when i started to turn upside down the omelet 2 cook the other side of it, the symmetry was broken..... gone omelet is no more, he is dead....
Then some thing clicked.... Scrambled egg.....
Scrambled the complete kit, It was has if, Atom bomb was dropped on to Hiroshima...
I poured bit of tomato sauce during the finishing stages.
So now the hot and sweet tomato tango was ready, Sandwich it between breads, it tasted good.
I tried the dish on my friends to, no casualties till date...
Hence the Chrysalis of a new Chef... beware mom and sis, I am coming......
November 08, 2007
Diwali The Festival of Lights...
Diwali, the festival of lights.. its celebrated all over India with lots on Pomp and Splendour....
Crackers, Sparklers, rockets the list of firework is uncountable.... Since last 23 years I have been seeing this festival, the joy it brings in the faces of people is simply superb....
Celebration at my end is quite minimal.... My parents always wanted to restrict the amount of crackers we burst.Mostly the celebrations were limited to sparklers, and small light emitting fireworks.
Initially when I was small I used to wonder my parents never encourage bursting crackers, and only limited fireworks, some Diwali it was nothing.
Mom and sister would light the entire house and surrounding with Diya (small lamps lit in earthen pots).Sweets were brought into house. Mom was allergic to the sounds of crackers so she would shut down all windows to prevent the sound from entering.
Now I do agree with my parents, I am no more a great fan for bursting crackers, mainly for my doggies, Tabu in particular, poor creature, she is quite afraid of the sound these crackers create, and that bought about the change in me, and above all the rising price of crackers, Some times think why waste money on some small time pleasures..(miser huh)
In office Diwali went Hi fi... Crackers were ordered via Internet, Mails flew all around circulating the link and mail address. Packages were wonderful, All were lavish in ordering the crackers.. Minimum package was 400 bucks, saw all people around me ordering Crackers. To my knowledge out of my team of 40 people, there were 32 orders, minimum order amount being 600... lot of money huh...
I rushed home for Diwali, this time there was no celebrations for me, with Mom undergoing by-pass heart surgery I was not at all in mood for celebrating.
Would see lots of rockets flying the sky trowing away lots of color all around.
The saddest think I saw was goats tied all around to be slaughtered.It was a sad sight, for the reason of celebration we human are taking life of these cute creatures.
Diwali is of course a celebration for us put pain for animals.Being high up it in the food chain and Hierarchy, I doubt anyone bothers to take a time and think about these voiceless.
Writing blog wont help them I know, but I did my bit, to help these voice less, I stopped bursting crackers, for
them, let the world think and celebrate the festival of lights with minimal noice and lots of light...
Guys I think Diwali is festival of Lights not Festival of Sound.....
Happy Diwali to all
Crackers, Sparklers, rockets the list of firework is uncountable.... Since last 23 years I have been seeing this festival, the joy it brings in the faces of people is simply superb....
Celebration at my end is quite minimal.... My parents always wanted to restrict the amount of crackers we burst.Mostly the celebrations were limited to sparklers, and small light emitting fireworks.
Initially when I was small I used to wonder my parents never encourage bursting crackers, and only limited fireworks, some Diwali it was nothing.
Mom and sister would light the entire house and surrounding with Diya (small lamps lit in earthen pots).Sweets were brought into house. Mom was allergic to the sounds of crackers so she would shut down all windows to prevent the sound from entering.
Now I do agree with my parents, I am no more a great fan for bursting crackers, mainly for my doggies, Tabu in particular, poor creature, she is quite afraid of the sound these crackers create, and that bought about the change in me, and above all the rising price of crackers, Some times think why waste money on some small time pleasures..(miser huh)
In office Diwali went Hi fi... Crackers were ordered via Internet, Mails flew all around circulating the link and mail address. Packages were wonderful, All were lavish in ordering the crackers.. Minimum package was 400 bucks, saw all people around me ordering Crackers. To my knowledge out of my team of 40 people, there were 32 orders, minimum order amount being 600... lot of money huh...
I rushed home for Diwali, this time there was no celebrations for me, with Mom undergoing by-pass heart surgery I was not at all in mood for celebrating.
Would see lots of rockets flying the sky trowing away lots of color all around.
The saddest think I saw was goats tied all around to be slaughtered.It was a sad sight, for the reason of celebration we human are taking life of these cute creatures.
Diwali is of course a celebration for us put pain for animals.Being high up it in the food chain and Hierarchy, I doubt anyone bothers to take a time and think about these voiceless.
Writing blog wont help them I know, but I did my bit, to help these voice less, I stopped bursting crackers, for
them, let the world think and celebrate the festival of lights with minimal noice and lots of light...
Guys I think Diwali is festival of Lights not Festival of Sound.....
Happy Diwali to all
October 27, 2007
Humour Sense gone for a Toast
Arae What happened to your humour sense.....
The ever smiling guy, sports a smile always..blah blah blah.... was all used to say about me.. but now its under a scanner.... all because of Director Priyadarshan.....
Priyadarshan and related to ma smile.. whats the relation dude... are you gone crazy..... wud be the question...
The ever smiling guy, sports a smile always..blah blah blah.... was all used to say about me.. but now its under a scanner.... all because of Director Priyadarshan.....
Priyadarshan and related to ma smile.. whats the relation dude... are you gone crazy..... wud be the question...
Now first all my north Indian friends took me to Garam Masala...
Garam Masala..... They all laughed seeing what Akshay and John playing the Tom and Jerry game with air hostess, I tried hard to bring smile on my face.... All became suspicious.....
In interval there was hush hush saying.... yea what happened to u dude, are u not feeling well....
Image cracked......:(
The next movie we went was Bhagam Bhag.....
Again all seeing prank played by Akshay, Govinda the theater burst into laugh.... except one.. Me again...the culprit... they all said in a corus voice Kya huva thujae yaar.....
Again all seeing prank played by Akshay, Govinda the theater burst into laugh.... except one.. Me again...the culprit... they all said in a corus voice Kya huva thujae yaar.....
Next movie we went was Dhamaal....
Again the theater went into laugh, but this time a new man(Think I graduated from Boy to Man huh) joined the party.. it was me.... but even after the theater stopped laughing I continued.. it was so comic, especially Javed Jaffery.... superb....
Seeing me in all smile all breathed a sign of relief.. he is back......
Again the theater went into laugh, but this time a new man(Think I graduated from Boy to Man huh) joined the party.. it was me.... but even after the theater stopped laughing I continued.. it was so comic, especially Javed Jaffery.... superb....
Seeing me in all smile all breathed a sign of relief.. he is back......
Dhol Bajakae.....
All laughed yet again seeing this comedy movie, but it was remake of Inharihar Nagar a mallu block bluster....but the hindi movie did not bring much smile in my face......
All laughed yet again seeing this comedy movie, but it was remake of Inharihar Nagar a mallu block bluster....but the hindi movie did not bring much smile in my face......
Bhool Bhuailya.....
The picture was a horror one, but it had a few share of comedy in it... which do bring the smile and laugh in audience's face....but all said Rechi back to his abnormal behaviour.. is he allergic to theater. kya....
The picture was a horror one, but it had a few share of comedy in it... which do bring the smile and laugh in audience's face....but all said Rechi back to his abnormal behaviour.. is he allergic to theater. kya....
Araee yaar... I am normal.... This Priyadarshan directs all the movie which were once released in malayalam...
Garam Masala.. remake of Mallu movie Boeing Boeing.. I have seen this mallu movie more than 5 times, and do u expect me to smile seeing the Hindi version
Bhagam Bhag.... This was a mixture of Manar Mathayi Speaking... I had seen in twice.. yet again used to this comedy..
Bhool Bhulaiya...
Remake of Manichitrathazyu.... Have seen it more than 10 times...and u still except me to smile again...
Remake of Manichitrathazyu.... Have seen it more than 10 times...and u still except me to smile again...
Do misunderstand me guys I am normal.Thankfully Dhaamal was not a remake of any mallu movie, I smiled naa laughed a lot a lot... and all were happy cing me back to normal....
Now onwards I need to think twice before I watch a mallu remake movie
Now onwards I need to think twice before I watch a mallu remake movie
October 25, 2007
First Curry
My first curry
At last I conquered a big war...my Stint in kitchen was a success...courtesy my Amma....
The first dish was North Indian Style Dal....
No more scary cooker whistle,no more scare of bursting mustard seeds in hot oil....
The warrior has arrived.... its just a start "Agae Agae dhekho hota hai kya".....(wait and see what more happens)
My Action was as follows...
1.Pressure cooker on stove with Dal(Yellow) and appropriate amount of water.Put Garlic, Curry Leaves, turmeric powder.Cook it well, 1 whistle was fine in ma case...
2. Kadai on the stove, with a little oil and heated it till oil was hot
3. Drop ed in the mustard's, they were jumping like pop corns..., one Brutus mustard seed, jumped on to my hand...
4.Now mix the steaming mustard seed into dal, stir it well.
5. Its ready.... :P
The taste was good, Mom gave a B+ grade...
The master Chef is born, girls you are in a serious treat....
At last I conquered a big war...my Stint in kitchen was a success...courtesy my Amma....
The first dish was North Indian Style Dal....
No more scary cooker whistle,no more scare of bursting mustard seeds in hot oil....
The warrior has arrived.... its just a start "Agae Agae dhekho hota hai kya".....(wait and see what more happens)
My Action was as follows...
1.Pressure cooker on stove with Dal(Yellow) and appropriate amount of water.Put Garlic, Curry Leaves, turmeric powder.Cook it well, 1 whistle was fine in ma case...
2. Kadai on the stove, with a little oil and heated it till oil was hot
3. Drop ed in the mustard's, they were jumping like pop corns..., one Brutus mustard seed, jumped on to my hand...
4.Now mix the steaming mustard seed into dal, stir it well.
5. Its ready.... :P
The taste was good, Mom gave a B+ grade...
The master Chef is born, girls you are in a serious treat....
Worth a watch "Be Nice to Others"
Mm Good moral for these pictures, I need not blog more on this, its all self explanatory .. so now on "Be Nice to Others"October 24, 2007
Worth a read guys...Wanna try....
Reading novels, fictions not for my type, child...
I used to just read sports magazine.,auto magazines etc etc.... mm typical boy huh....
Then in Landmark I came across this book, "Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus" At first glance thought of giving it a try, but it was worth a try which I came to know later.
Warning: Books are only guides.. Implementing them in Practical life can bring opposite results.. Implement at your own risk :P
This book mainly deals with the charecteritics and understanding differences both fairer sex and the macho sex have.The author had listed the difference, interpretation between both the sexes quite well.One shud read this book and can have few doubts getting cleared and may help in ur relation better.
But I doubt human behaviour is like a dogs tail in a rod, the rode may be bent but Doggy tail would not become straight.So would this book help us, mm but taking ma experience, I can get to know ma friends(Girls) ( Not girlfriend okie) even better, and what they actually mean; when they say something, so some gains of course.
The best part is when u read about the author who has written all these stuffs about marriage and understanding the partner, was he successful in doing that??? He takes classes to people, write lots of book but has 2 Divorces to his credit.
I sometimes have to re-think about the words he has written, has he written it from his experience or.....
Keep thinking guysss.... I am still thinking.....
I used to just read sports magazine.,auto magazines etc etc.... mm typical boy huh....
Then in Landmark I came across this book, "Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus" At first glance thought of giving it a try, but it was worth a try which I came to know later.
Warning: Books are only guides.. Implementing them in Practical life can bring opposite results.. Implement at your own risk :P
This book mainly deals with the charecteritics and understanding differences both fairer sex and the macho sex have.The author had listed the difference, interpretation between both the sexes quite well.One shud read this book and can have few doubts getting cleared and may help in ur relation better.
But I doubt human behaviour is like a dogs tail in a rod, the rode may be bent but Doggy tail would not become straight.So would this book help us, mm but taking ma experience, I can get to know ma friends(Girls) ( Not girlfriend okie) even better, and what they actually mean; when they say something, so some gains of course.
The best part is when u read about the author who has written all these stuffs about marriage and understanding the partner, was he successful in doing that??? He takes classes to people, write lots of book but has 2 Divorces to his credit.
I sometimes have to re-think about the words he has written, has he written it from his experience or.....
Keep thinking guysss.... I am still thinking.....
I think experience made him perfect, I enjoyed reading the book, and do hope shud fine tune me a bit...
October 23, 2007
2007 A Love Story
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Two Love One Man..... Hey Its not a Bollywood Flick... Its ma real life... Ma story with ma love Bruno and Tabu....
Tabu... The 8 year old sweet sensitive wonder... From Streets to my heart the journey was thru a express highway.I call her Abu..... Now u all will be guessing why is her name Tabu.. I bought her to my home on my way from school stating she was He.. No one knew to determine the sex of dog..;P
We named her Tipu... they the news arrived He was not he but She, we re-cristned her to Tabu..:P tabu ma love was there.. takin care of me all the way first like a friend, now she is ma aunty, and contro'sl me too....
Bruno..... My sis call him Katallan (Jungali) because of his dark color, and furious look.. This 2 month old black cotton ball was the latest entarant to our house.Buying him made my wallet light...but this was shear love at first sight and i did not bother my wallets weight... Dad did bother it.... ;P
Now he is 15 months old, Furocious, Dangerous and of above lovable.. Very playful and just wants to play day in and out....
Guys u plan to meet him, do not get him any non veg stuff, his favourite food is Banana... huh.. Monkey kya???
I do not know Y i love them so much, I just feel very very comfortable with them, I am teased blue black by ma frnds for being dog crazy, but who bothers.. I am born and I leave at ma will...
I will love them and will continue.....
Tabu... The 8 year old sweet sensitive wonder... From Streets to my heart the journey was thru a express highway.I call her Abu..... Now u all will be guessing why is her name Tabu.. I bought her to my home on my way from school stating she was He.. No one knew to determine the sex of dog..;P
We named her Tipu... they the news arrived He was not he but She, we re-cristned her to Tabu..:P tabu ma love was there.. takin care of me all the way first like a friend, now she is ma aunty, and contro'sl me too....
Bruno..... My sis call him Katallan (Jungali) because of his dark color, and furious look.. This 2 month old black cotton ball was the latest entarant to our house.Buying him made my wallet light...but this was shear love at first sight and i did not bother my wallets weight... Dad did bother it.... ;P
Now he is 15 months old, Furocious, Dangerous and of above lovable.. Very playful and just wants to play day in and out....
Guys u plan to meet him, do not get him any non veg stuff, his favourite food is Banana... huh.. Monkey kya???
I do not know Y i love them so much, I just feel very very comfortable with them, I am teased blue black by ma frnds for being dog crazy, but who bothers.. I am born and I leave at ma will...
I will love them and will continue.....
Kick Started Atlast
It has been a year since, I planned to start a blog, but the time came now...thanks to my manager... he loaded me with so much of work, I decided to break the barrier, logged to blog in front of him and kick started my Blog.. hurray..
Long leave ma Manager... :P
I never knew how i got this guts, but to my surprise he admired it...... My mouth was wide open, thankfully no flies in the airconditioned cabin....
The word he said was, "Nice way to take a break... best way to express oneself.... good going child..."
mmmm next week is my performace review.. let see kya hoga mera review.....
Long leave ma Manager... :P
I never knew how i got this guts, but to my surprise he admired it...... My mouth was wide open, thankfully no flies in the airconditioned cabin....
The word he said was, "Nice way to take a break... best way to express oneself.... good going child..."
mmmm next week is my performace review.. let see kya hoga mera review.....
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