My Landmark woes

The past weekend I was in Mumbai.
Saturday, I went to the Landmark bookstore at High Street Phoenix, Lower Parel, supposedly the biggest bookstore of them all. I had been there before but this time it was not a happy experience.

It was chaos all over. The music was not organized properly. Major rock bands were missing. After having a huge wall poster on Green Day the least you'd expect is to have their latest album prominently. It was completely missing.


I remember the days in Apex Plaza Landmark in Chennai where the staff used to be knowledgeable about the books and also were able to retrieve one you ask for immediately. Here it is a chaotic mess with books strewn around. The staff were not knowledgeable at all, relying on the database search.

In the DVD section, after noticing Season 7 of "Two and a Half Men" on the shelf, I wanted the earlier seasons. The counter staff immediately checked the database which showed that none of the "Two and a Half Men" DVDs were in stock. That, when I was holding the Season 7 in my hand!! Outdated database, messily stacked books, poorly organized music...Nothing good to write home about in High Street Phoenix LandMark.

The next day, Sunday, I went to the Landmark at Infinity Mall, Andheri. Yeah, I am a diehard Landmark fan. It was slightly better, though I have seen better days of it. The books were piled up, overflowing the shelves. The aisles had become narrow to accommodate other items like jewellery counter, handbags shelves etc. Still it looked better than its bigger cousin down at Lower Parel.

I feel that the Chennai (Apex Road, Citi Center & Spencer Plaza) and Bangalore (Forum Mall) stores still rock.

But certainly the current majority shareholder the Trent Group is diluting the Landmark brand. I guess they want to cater to the entire family, relatives of bookaholics who tag along and wish to have something they like to shop. I wish the founder Hemu Ramaiah had stuck to the original concept of a book and cards store staffed by people who knew and loved what they helped sell.

I have a feeling that I would be better off shopping at landmarkonthenet. So far I have bought two books online. The books came on time and I got good discounts too!




P.S: With all this effort last weekend I bought just one book, "It shouldn't happen to a vet" by James Herriot. An old book and if I my memory serves right, I had read the condesed version in Readers Digest. Anyway, it has joined my growing list of "Waiting to be read" section.

P.S 2: Logos are the rightful property of Landmark owners. Copyright acknowleged.

December 8, 2010

P.S.3. It has to happen. Yesterday I purchased a book online at landmarkonthenet.com. The amount got debited but the transaction got marked as invalid in the Landmark site. I could see no way to email them. Called the helpdesk and got an unhelpful reply that mistake is at Bank's end. I am at my wit's end.

Say Cheese

The 'Dent'ist! Till recently I had never fully realized the full import of the profession; the terror that they can instil in you.

Misfortune struck me and all of a sudden last month, I had a tingling sensation in my teeth. I should've let them tingle. As they are my teeth after all, I decided to interfere instead. Big mistake!

First I did an extensive inquiry as to the best doctor in town. I wanted an older dentist as the newer, younger ones would normally not have recouped their investment on education & the infrastructure and hence would look at me as a milkman would look at his cow.

Thanks to my friends who did enough due diligence, I finally found a dentist who was old, avuncular and fit the bill. But one thing I forgot was that old habits die hard. In fact they seldom die. Shortly you'd know why.

I visited the dentist. The moment he came to know that I can speak in English, quack in Hindi and the local vernacular is all Greek and Latin, I could see a glow in his eyes, or at least now I imagine that there had been one. I couldn't recognize the high-fives exchanged silently through eyes between him and his assistants.

After a couple of X-rays of my teeth, the dentist's assistant, bless her soul, identified that root canal treatment was needed for only one of my teeth. The doctor came in for review and almost determined that only one tooth was healthy.

He prescribed three root canal treatments and two extractions besides scaling and other peripheral treatments. His another assistant pulled me aside and started going over through the long list of treatments and appending costs to that. She finally mentioned a huge amount and termed that, I swear, as the total "project" cost. I was truly done in.

For example, the dentist prescribed removal of right molar saying that it is leaning on its neighbours like some do in a crowded bus. Then he mandated that left molar should be removed saying that it is too far from its neighbour and for being the cause of a cavity. He mentioned that my upper molar too has to be removed sometime down the line (meaning he doesn't need all the money now) as it has the potential of hitting the lower molar. Wait! There isn't one lower molar now, er, the lower gums it has to be.

I was a greatly disturbed by a vision. On my marriage day, I sit for the infinite and one number of photographs alongwith my wife. The photographer intones, "Say Cheese" and every one of the infinite and one times, I reveal a perfect set of gums; just gums. Soft, pink, a set of nice upper and lower gums with no pearly white intruding line in-between.

I was impressed by the dentist's "take no hostages" attitude. Anything standing has to be yanked out, was his mantra. Any person was seen as with the potential of generating 32x income for him.

I was very polite to the dentist. After all he is the person who drilled, cauterized, hammered (Oh, yeah) and scraped my teeth. No sense being rude. In the course of the treatment, I could see many of the hardware store implements used in my mouth for the scaling, root canal and the ultimate, the tooth extraction. Tooth extraction itself, I can blog a separate post on.

Over a period of 3 weeks and twice as many sessions, it dawned on me why the world quivers at the word, "dentist appointment". But I also came to realize how lucrative the profession is. In fact the idea of marrying a dentist's daughter is now very appealing to me. But I'd never marry a dentist. It would be a bit dumb; she would have all the implements of torture and I'd have what was left of my teeth. Certainly not a very good idea.

However before accepting any such proposal, I'd ask my dentist father-in-law to-be, that I have to speak to his daughter in private. Once granted the audience, I would get up close and tight, and while gazing deeply into her would fondly murmur, "Say Cheese". Just in case.

Shaken and Stirred!

Amidst the daily humdrum and dodging of one problem after another, sometimes life throws up pleasant surprises as well.

Last week I took a cab from my office for my visit to the dentist. When I got down the meter showed something close to 330 rupees. I remarked that usually the charge is less than 300 rupees, or at least something to that effect through whatever Hindi I was able to rustle up.

The cab driver politely asked me to give him only 300 rupees!! I was truly shaken by this.

After handing over 300 rupees I asked him whether he could take me back as well, after my dentist appointment. Usually cabbies jump at direct offers because they don't have to shell out a portion of the fare to the cab company. The money is entirely theirs and so they are eager to take direct requests.

So here I go, "Can you give me a drop back to my home as well?".

"When would you require a cab for the return trip?", asks he.

"In another 2 hours".

He floors me saying, "Please can you call the cab company and book a request for the return trip at two hours from now?".

God is in heaven and all is well with the world!!

The under-confusion wannabe economist

Read in the Washington Post that The Treasury auctioned inflation-protected bonds at a negative 0.55 percent Monday, the first time the government has sold bonds at a negative yield.

Here -> http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/10/25/AR2010102504347.html


I am no economist so this doesn't make sense to me.


Does this really mean that people buy bonds which will promise something less than the face amount? Is it like taking a loan of 100,000 guaranteeing that repayment would be something less than that?


Hope Tim Hartford or Steven Levitt can explain to lay people like me. Or can you, please?

Oct 27, 2010 - An Update

On a whim, I had mailed Steven Levitt. And got a prompt reply:

"These bonds are inflation adjusted. So if inflation is 10% and you have a $100 bond, then you get back $109.45. still better than having pure cash. If,on the other hand, inflation is zero, then you wish you had cash."

Service for free!

A few months ago my hotmail account was hacked. I found so many spam in my sent box (apart from the spam, I send). I was embarrased at the content being sent using my name but couldn't think of a way out. Then a month ago, I couldn't log-in to my mail. It looked like the spammer had changed the password. I resigned myself to losing that account.


Then on a lazy day, I went through the whole gamut of links strewn on the msn page. I found out that even if you have lost your password without any back-up mail ID & questions that only you would know the answer of, still you can get your account back.


I filled up a questionnaire on my account, the answers being proof of my ownership. A temporary link was given (like a blog) where interactive help was available, though not real time. My answers got verified by somebody in techsupport and they allowed me access to my hot mail account again after a couple of days.


I couldn't believe MS has techsupport to that extent, for Hotmail. After all, it's a free email service. Hotmail was my first email account. Those days, it came with a 2 MB free storage and you have to pay for anything extra. Before the days of Gmail! I am happy to get back my first mail ID.


Ofcourse, it's not all altruism on Microsoft's part. Still Big brother does some good things too!

A slice of life!

In life, one full of day to day routines, I often marvel at people who are adept at some small task. For example there is one road side eatery vendor in Bangalore who cuts onions at a frenetic pace, all into small pieces into a big pile without once adding a dash of his finger to it. Watching such activity is engrossing.

But the most impressive work in my opinion is the slicing of tomatoes. Not all tomatoes are firm and I have difficulty in even chopping them. I used to wonder how they make the tomato slices for the sandwiches.

I saw one road side sandwich vendor at Charni Road area in Mumbai. The way he sliced tomatoes was all grace. He held the tomato in his left hand and the knife in his right. He pushed the knife using his thumb into the tomato, slicing it straight and neat. I stood mesmerized by the verve and elan with which he went about creating slices uniformly thick, laying them onto the bread.

Keeping on to the task makes one proficient at that. But the beauty with which it is done makes it spell-binding.

Being watched from above......

My previous employer is also into hardware, FMCG and all things apart from being an IT services major.


So when at desk in my current workplace, if I just so look above and stretch, I find my previous employer's name staring at me from the light bulb.

It is as if my employer is watching me from above morosely. Maybe because it was a mutually enjoyable experience till it lasted. I atleast was happy and cherish the stint. It looks like now I am being haunted!
:-)

Avani Avittam – 2010 variable values

First day



vikrudhi naama samvathsarey dakshinayane varsha rudhow simma masey........bowma vaasarayukthayam sravishta nakshathrayukthayam.





Second Day




vikrudhi naama samvathsarey dakshinayane varsha rudhow simma masey........sowmya vasarayukthayam sadhabishak nakshathrayukthayam.

Long live Thamizh!! We're gonna murder it.

Heard the Thamizh Conference Theme Song.
ARR had done a decent job. Harini, Chinmayi do their bit. No complaints.


But what is with Blaaze & Shruti Haasan? Truly horrible pronounciation. One can play with enunciation but pronounciation is the life of language and has to be perfect.And both of them particularly Shruti, proceed to murder it.
Their section is grating on one's ears.

A legend of a father is no excuse to dish out mediocre stuff, but that's what makes it possible.

Meeting Mom

I am currently addicted to the series, "How I met your Mom". I have managed to finish only 2 seasons of it over the past 3 weeks, catching 1 or 2 episodes per day.
I am able to find similarities in this and other series like "Two and a Half Men" to some episode in "Friends". Many get inspired by the scripting and style of humour delivery  of "Friends".
Any other such series that I should be watching?

Am I hearing it right?

Army chief has gone partially deaf in left ear
Josy Joseph / DNATuesday, January 19, 2010 0:36 IST

Army chief General Deepak Kapoor suffered acute deafness in his left ear because of loud noises generated by booming guns when he visited the US last year.

As a result, the army chief has been placed in a lower medical category just four months before retirement. A lower medical category indicates partial disability and entitlement to higher pensions.

A normal army officer should be in SHAPE-1 — SHAPE is an acronym for psychological, hearing, appendages (limbs), physical and eyes. The H2 classification of the army chief means he is in a lower medical category. In fact, the military sources DNA spoke to couldn’t recall another chief in recent memory who would have retired in a low medical category. A low medical category entitles the army chief to about a 20% increase in monthly pension since it is a partial disability. Gen Kapoor retires on March 31.

Source: http://www.dnaindia.com/india/report_army-chief-has-gone-partially-deaf-in-left-ear_1336429


I thought everyone gets to make their bones and should've heard their share of guns before they move up the ladder. Either I am cynical or the way media presented this piece of news is skewed.


What's your take on this?

Shards of my soul

Mince me; million shards of my soul
what's in a fight? let the massacre start
You'd still be there; in every coal of my soul

Actions hollow that blast a hole
Through the happy, throbbing embers of the heart
Mince me; million shards of my soul

Saw the forest for the trees; the beauty over many a mole
Cruel fate wrought by costumed wart
You'd still be there; in every coal of my soul

Stranger to hurt; innocent streaked the foal;
Cut down to pieces by honey poisoned dart
Mince me; million shards of my soul

Say life is a stage, and you play a role
Unbridled trammels deeds on thoughts; So I do own the loser's part
You'd still be there; in every coal of my soul

The kill has flown; Still in chase. Really,is there a goal?
Prose turns verse. Futile and fatal, sweet dreams are thought
Mince me; million shards of my soul

Dylan would spin in his sleep; And even may wake up with a start
Desires sheathed, dodging stigma; Mute words warbled as a resort
Mince me; million shards of my soul
You'd still be there; in every coal of my soul

One in thousand!!

ஆயிரத்தில் ஒருவன் movie review


A movie of a genre different from run-of-the-mill tamil movies. A action packed fantasy movie.

First half zips along, a treasure hunt through the sea.

The second half is a thamizh movie with chaste thamizh dialogues. That majority of the audience would need sub-titles to understand is a drawback even though it is alluring, the sounds of words from yore.

Less of gore and lot more of editing would have done this film a world of good.

Reminds of Pirates of the Caribbean in that past & present mingle.

Seeing the movie(ahem..), we realise why director's marriage failed. :-)