Geeky love song

A very old one. Funny lyrics with infectious beat. I had a tough time recalling it and finding it in youtube.
Putting it up here for posterity's sake!
Here they come! The Klein Four Group!!
Finite Simple Group (Of Order Two)


By the way, the group's (Klein Four) website is outdated.
I guess they have disbanded their acapella group.

Pink Floyd at Pushkar

It was one of those unexpected turn of events, albeit a pleasant one for a change. In the midst of the regular humdrum of office work, there came an offer to visit a client location at far-off Ajmer in Rajasthan. I had planned for my colleague to go there but had to go myself.

Even though it was a two day visit and was fully booked with meetings client side official accompanying me helped me get off on a well deserved 3 hour break (yeah, that's correct) sight-seeing in Ajmer.

A suggestion was made to visit Pushkar some 13 kilometres from Ajmer and I gladly took it. Added to this was that the trip was to be on a bike and the road took us through the hills!!

The hills of Aravalli ranges were inviting and eventhough it was a very short ride it was made highly enjoyable by the fact that we had a Honda CBZ Extreme bike and I was the driver.

The Brahma temple (the only ancient temple for Brahma) was full of crowds and the town of Pushkar was all bylanes, dust and souvenir shops.

The ride was the best part of the trip and I returned to work 3 hours later.

After another hectic day, we (me and the client side rep) returned to Jaipur at night for a flight next afternoon.

Lady Luck was on my side and there too we got a bike from one of my client's friends. I grabbed the chance for a never expected ride through the streets of Jaipur and again the Aravalli ranges waiting on the outskirts of the Pink city.



It was a pleasant drive going to Amber Fort atop the hill. Roaring up in first gear on cobbled path to the fort atop the hill was great. While returning, on a whim, I turned towards the Jaigarh Fort too, located on the next hilltop.

It was ride-through sight-seeing of Amber Fort, Jaigarh Fort, Jal Mahal, Hawa Mahal and of course the blushing buildings of Jaipur.All in 3 hours flat only to drive like a maniac back to pack and be in time to catch the flight back home.

Lost moments, belabouring in office, make it all the more pleasant when such breaks from blue steal over you.


* Pink Floyd is a small lodge-restaurant nestled in the by-lanes of Pushkar run mainly for the foreigners. I could see zonked out foreigners lounging with appropriate kitsch off the wall. Rates pricey for Pushkar completed the scene.

And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light.| Genesis 1:3

Today ShivSena leaders told that naming the Bandra-Worli sealink after Rajiv Gandhi is a great idea as the link is to be used by all Indians and not just Maharashtrians.

Karnataka Govt announced today that they will honour the Cauvery water tribunal award even if monsoon fails.

Times of India decided to publish more news and less of "views" as filling up the paper with socialite photos is demeaning and insulting to the readers.

Tamil "comedian" Vadivelu announced that he will not do "banana skin" slapstick routines as tamilians are sick of juvenile fratboyish "comedies"

My blog attracts minimum 100 comments within the first hour of a new post

Day broke.

Load of crap! - Out of context!

These days I am fully dunked in jargonese - jargons and officialese, a heady mix indeed!
I am just giving some samples below, plain english and what it gets transformed into.


I don't have enough time - I don't have the bandwidth.

We'll use the information - We'll leverage the material

2 people are needed for this work - 2 resources are needed for this assignment/project

Tell what you have understood - Prepare a functional appreciation document

Prepare a PPT - Prepare a deck

:-)

Thinking aloud!

Does sending personal mails through office mail ID amount to using office stationery?

Does blogging from office system tantamount to diverting office resources to personal work?

Illegal or unethical?

As my guru ordered!

"If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee?—
With silence and tears."
- Lord Byron

Over the months, I have neglected my blog. This year has seen me move cities and jobs.

Whenever I check my blog, increasingly sparing as the days pass, guilt engulfs me. Sometimes I have thought of taking down my blog. But that is the only evidence I have of my writing skills, or the lack of them. So I decide to let it be.
And today I had further push to continue where I left.
So I am writing about writing to give me a start.
All I hope is I become prolific as I was.

Why this happens to me?

I tend to change my desktop pictures often. Looking at them is a nice change from doing important tasks like orkut-surfing, chatting and checking mails for the nth time.

Rarely, I allow salacious pictures to decorate my desktop. The rarest of the rare times I have them, my friends who happen to be girls use my system.
:-((

Image damaged!!

Hurt hurting hurt

Something that hurts, happens.
Down with depression.
As if personal pain was not enough, office irritations rub it in.
There comes a stage when you go numb and nothing matters to you, atleast you think so.
Then something worse happens to someone your friend. The thorns which had you as pin cushion get thrown off. A fury at what happened to your friend alone simmers.
It's not that something good has to occur for you to forget your worries. Sometimes closed ones' misfortune can make you forget yours.
Unfortunate but true.

River struggles; A dam cracks.

Some hesitation.
A shyness to come back to what I left.
New found friends left behind.
Hectic schedule. A mere excuse?
Why the block with so much to unlock?
I wish to write.
To put down what all I sight.
Feeling guilty hasn't helped a bit.
Still I wish an old fire be lit.
I hope I blog again.
Come back to live in the world of my choice.
To live in the world of my choice
As I exist in the world I am in.
I am getting a life.

Fat boy slim!!

It's been a long time since I got myself a pair of jeans.
The one that's my favourite clings to me too much for comfort. The ones fit look dirty even after a wash.
I, preset with a particular shade, searched for a month, not being in too much a hurry and not getting the shade either.
Today lady luck smiled on me. Atleast that's what I thought first, not knowing what was to come.
That shade was in all the sizes, except for my size x, which is my size since 1 year before.
So I tried size x-2, since they jump along even numbers. I had half a mind to take it, but my tummy protested too much.
Heeding it, I convinced myself with a jean of some other colour and a different brand and tried one in my size.
It fit alright but not that comfortable.
So I walked away, saying to the salesman that I'd visit again once he gets one of my size in that particular brand.
My friend asked that I try one of size x+2. I pooh-poohed him in confidence. He insisted.
Reluctantly, I yielded to him and walked to the trial room with my chosen jeans in a size too large.
Horror of horrors, it fit comfortably.
A long walk to the billing area, and a longer walk back to my friend!
I've got to exercise.
Any ideas to get the lazy bones to start working out?