I have been following xkcd for some time now. They are funny. And they are fundoo. And most of the time i dont understand the jokes

The once in a blue moon case, when i do understand, i do have a hearty laugh.

I think there should be some help on xkcd. Somebody who can understand all their jokes and then in a simple lucid english explain it for other lesser mortals like me.

Sounds like a good business idea.

I almost forgot that its November…….. And it came back to remind me.

This is the stuff dreams are made of. I wonder if i should be sad or happy today. Not many of my dreams have come true. I dream , and have kept on dreaming. And today when i see some of these coming true, i tread with caution. This is what i always wanted. The responsibility that comes with it is huge. It is like a double edged sword, use it with caution. It is like a genie’s wish granted to you. And i dont want to fritter it away.

I have to say , things have conspired together , odds have been beaten, to reach a state i face today. I have a fancy for disasters. Just for the heck of it. I have an urge to experience foolishness. Self destruction. And i have had my dose of it.

I just love November!!

I have been tagged by Iron Bull. feels good to be tagged.

What do you do when…

- You see a man (or woman) making a pass (trying to woo/flirt/impress) on a woman (or man) you like?
Get in conversation with that man a.k.a SOB . Try to prove a point and show him my displeasure . Use sarcastic humour. [Well , i am not that bad]

- Someone you like, is not attracted to you?
Hasn’t happened with me. So i can’t answer.
Ok. I am lying.
Take it as a challenge and move on to next girl.

-You are attracted to some one, but both of you are in two different cities?
Buy a reliance mobile phone with free std calls to one number.
Or may be an ip phone…. Ok i will stop here.

-You are reading a book, and your best friend wants to borrow it and can’t wait for you to finish reading, ‘coz he/she has been looking for it for all their life?
Give it to him/her asking to return it asap. yeah, i have a good side too.

-You help plan his / her career, and then, they go on to achieve it, leaving you behind, alone…
Be happy, that if not me, somebody else has been able to achieve what he/she wants.

- Who am I…
Difficult question. You will know when i become famous.

- What is the One thing that brings-in-smile-to-your-face/or pisses-you-off quite unexpectedly !?!
Smile : Getting an unexpected call at an unexpected hour from someone very close.

- You liked a movie very much and you come across a guy/gal who thinks the movie was the worst movie ever..
I feel happy to know i live in free world where everybody has an opinion. Although very few people respect others opinions.

-When everyone is happy but you, when every one is enjoying but you….what do you think is wrong??
Nothing. Its just God’s own way of teaching me how to deal with such situations.


I am not tagging anybody, but readers can take this tag up and let me know in case.

I came across a new word today. And it seemed so meaningful . I really liked the word. Just like that! Without any reason….

I started wondering how this word would relate to me.
Have i been living with it? Did i not realize it ?

It means this.
The Fear of staying single. Whats so fearful about it. You get used to it. Not by choice, but by….. I dont know by what. You just get used to it because there is no other way to it .

I have seen people who have made use of this opportunity of being single to their best use.Bravo!
I have seen people who have made good use of their ‘free time’ [Thats what one gets for being single] , but at some point utter those words : It would have been better had he/she been around. And then there are those who end up just wasting time writing about some words. Just because they are single and have no hope of changing their status.

And further i found , it means this also.

This word also means the fear of marrying the wrong person. Hmmm that sounds interesting. And at same time, it has me thinking. Ohhhh i think i already have this phobia. I wonder what will happen if two people having this phobia get married.

As of now, i am happy. Amen.

I am lazy. This has been proved time n again.
Absolutely no care for whats going around. Just keep on trudging.
Doesnt matter where you reach. Doesnt even matter if you reach anywhere.

But i am going places these days .
I have been to hyderabad for a weekend. Had a nice refreshing break.
And the next weekend, enjoyed 4 days in Gooooooa!! Had visited goa 20 yrs back. And since then had always wanted to visit goa again!

Had a wonderful time in goa. But i decided on one thing. Next time i visit goa, it wont be with my male friends! [ The above statement is open to interpretation as required by the reader]

I watched “Happy Days” twice in last one week. And i dont seem to get enough of it. I am just mesmerized. Period.

I feel i am counting months. Each week. All the seven days in a week.
Each week goes rushing by. And i am loving it.

May be i am in a hurry for 2009. But There’s lot left in 08.
A lot left to do.

A year is a long time.
It doesnt take much time for memories to fade.
Chances are there isnt anything left to remember.
But then all depends on which side of fence you are.

A year is a long time.
Life is so fast, with so many things on to-do list.
A constant over-writing of memories, discarding away not so good ones.
But then all depends on what you wish to save.

A year is long time.
There is no time to look back.
A slight pause and you may find yourself alone.
But then all depends whether you live life backwards or forward.

A year is a long time.
Either you reach what you aimed for.
Or You end up being more miserable than last time.
But then all depends on how you see it

A year is a long time.
Long enough to plan out things.
And short enough to stop worrying about it.
But then all depends on what you want to do about it…..

5)The Thirteenth floor
The thirteenth floor of my office building was the best place . It hosted the canteen and the view while having lunch was terrific. Especially in the monsoon, with rains lashing against the glass walls, and clouds around you, I knew i was going to miss the thirteenth floor. Some of my posts were written sitting on this very floor. The early lunch , the evening snacks, the live cricket matches, – all were so refreshing. I felt on top of the world. Momentarily.

4)The hussain sagar.
The place to be every sunday evening. It had everything around it. The long drive along the necklace road. The enchanting eat street. The sheer pleasure of feeling the fresh air around hussain sagar. Or the beautiful view from tank bund. And then there was the Prasadz. The perfect recipe for a perfect sunday.
But there are still things left to do. Like i have never visited the Buddha statue in the middle of the lake. Neither have i gone to “water front”. May be next time.

3)Hyderabadi Biryani!!
No one makes it like the way they make it in Hyderabad. Especially in ‘Paradise’ . I can stay hungry the whole day, just to go to paradise in evening and have a wonderful biryani. And then end it with a ‘Khubani ka Meetha’ with ice cream. Simply delicious.
Going to paradise to eat biryani used to be favorite favourite evening time pass. It was paradise.

2)The people
I had the pleasure of meeting very interesting people. Some from nagpur, whom otherwise i would have never met, some from hyderabad, some who came from distant places in search of destiny. I guess I was lucky enough to meet only good people. The wonderful time i had still remains with me as beautiful gift that i treasure.

1)Bhagyanagaram
Somewhere down the line, after spending enough time in hyderabad, i realised that Hyderabad was previously known as Bhagyanagaram. The fortune city. A prosperous city. Like so many other people, i was also here trying to find what i was destined for. There were highs and there were lows. Some things gained, some lost forever. Bhagyanagaram continues to enchant.

Here are five of the ten things that defines hyderabad for me.

10) There are autos, there are buses and then there are six seaters (or dukkar auto as any nagpurian would put it)

As i had no personal vehicle in hyderabad, i had to rely on public transport.
The autos would take you anywhere from kondapur to jubilee check post. Kothaguda to Manikonda. provided five people were sitting in the auto. The front two seats besides the auto driver were the most coveted ones. It probably made you feel like you were travelling in a mumbai local. (Dont mind if i have stretched my imagination a bit too much). The shared autos were fast and cheap. especially if you wanted to go to Hyd Central from Hi tech city.

The buses were always crowded except for the mid afternoon and late nights. I loved travelling late nights. The illumination inside the bus, mild breeze and lots of empty spaces made for great combination. The 47K & the 10H. I miss them so much.

The Six seaters on the Kukatpally-Ameerpeth had an aura around them. Although somewhat uncomfortable, they provided a different dimension to the public transport.

9) The Movie halls
The uncountable movie halls that Hyderabad has , at stone throw distance from each other. Many of my office hours were spent at the Hi Tech city hall, watching any new movie that was screened there . The IT organizations could do well to move that hall somewhere faraway from the hi tech city. I definitely went places, with my dear friend Mr Deepu (yeah deepu is not a girl) , in search of movie halls. Life would have been a tad dull without the movies and the movie halls.

The MMTS Connection!
I cant explain this. The Multi modal transport system (in short ‘Local Train’) fascinated me. Period. In my two years @hyd, i traveled by mmts only once. Unfortunate as i was.

7) The Hyd Central.
This place has earned a name in itself. A weekly visit to this place was always on. Either for a movie @ PVR, or for a pizza @ Pizza hut or a for just plain timepass. I had great Central fans with me in Miss Annie & Mr Deepu, who never missed a chance to visit THE place.
(But they never took me to the General bazaar, Secunderabad; a place i heard so much about, never got a chance to visit. )

6) The language.
The ‘Italian of the East’ is a sweet language. (Iron Bull would definitely disagree). Having heard it fairly constantly over few months, it was not long before i started using it. Much to the amusement of the subjects with whom i interacted. The fun had begun. The telugu movies made much more sense now. I could decipher conversations. The learning continued. The bus rides were more meaningful now, happily listening to someones conversation. The auto rides became interesting. I had become the interpretor for my room mates. A fake gulti.

To be continued….

You have to let it all go….
Fear,doubt and disbelief. Free Your Mind.
– The Matrix

I had a first hand experience of this when i went for Go karting . This was the third time i was going to drive the kart. The stakes were high. With competition from my office colleagues. But forget external competition. There’s a greater internal battle to be won. With your own mind.

We have put own pre determined limits to the mind. To the way it thinks. To what can be done . To what cannot be. This cage does not allow us to go beyond. Unless we are really ready to free it…..

The track was a small 440 meters track, with lots U turns and turns. Making it quite interesting to race on. If you are driving a kart for the first time, it will be really first of its kind experience. Coz you do not know what you can do, neither are you sure about Kart’s limits. The breaks, the turns would be done with utmost care . The speed might be slower than that of a bicycle. You would end up bumping on the side-walls most of the times. Had a great time watching few of the first timers.

I did not know how i was going to drive. One thing that always troubled me was that the last time i drove, my manager (good 15 years older than me) had easily lapped me many times in a four lap race. Gosh!! That was Runway 9 @ Hyd. I admired his driving,(he had quite an experience in go karting) , and wanted to improve my performance.

I started driving. The first few turns went good. To my disbelief, it was possible to make turns without releasing the accelerator. The breaks had to be applied hard.And not for too long. I gained confidence. The accelerator was pushed to its limits. I reminded myself of the famous matrix dialog, italicized above. It was time to put them to action, not letting them to remain just status message. It felt good. Things seemed to be in control. Or just in control. The kart skidded few times, without too much harm. Some of the turns left me with zero speed coz of too hard breaking. I tried to reduce my mistakes. The adrenaline was flowing big time.

I was driving behind the race leader. I had to take chances. There is no silver medal. Either you win, or you dont.

I did not win. One of my teammate, referrred to my attempt as aggressive and sometimes a bit too aggressive. May be i was.