Unveil the Other Side

 It was constant pitter pattering outside with thick rain drops hitting the glass pane at the brim of my balcony. While I lay on the bed lazily reading my book all I could hear in the last half hour amidst the monotonous rainfall was a couple of honking at the nearby junction where cars sped by indicating their movements. A faint cry of a bird that lived in a nest on the backyard tree was heard too. Yes, the distant dog barked profusely, I presume it to be due to the sight of kids walking in full rain gear and boots. My focus shifted back to the story in the book.I frantically started reading the next few pages that had me gripped. When the story ended I closed the book and still engrossed in those characters and their doings I failed to realize that the musical rainfall had waded off and the silence was replaced by noisy traffic, people talking, loud music from the neighbors house, the florist who comes on his cycle selling flowers shouting the names of the seasonal blooms as he p...

This one is doing rounds on FB. Liked the creativity so much that I could not stop myself from putting it down here. [Creator : Unknown.] Gandhiji's attire on a 10 rupee note can be so delicately changed to match the season. I never thought about it. Just for smiles! Here's the look.

On a casual thursday afternoon, Friend 1 : The roads were crowded today. So I logged in late. Me : Hey today it is Hanuman Jayanti.. That might be the cause. Friend 1 : Oh Yeah in Orissa its Guruvaar(Thursday). My expression :/ and I blurped out : Oh madamji its Guruvaar throughout not just Orissa ... Well she meant it was the Lakshmi pooja that they perform on all the Guruvaars/ Thursdays in this particular month. And that day being the last one of the month is supposed to be auspicious and celebrated with zest and fervor. A good piece of information it was, received in a hilarious way. On searching the net for more, here's what I extracted. The whole month of Margashira is spent in worshipping the Goddess Lakshmi in Orissa.The festival is known as "Manabasa Gurubara" or "Lakshmi Puja" which is performed by the housewives. This festivities include the houses getting cleaned and purified with the plastering done using cow dung, a jhoti[rangoli design] drawn usin...

A friend of mine has been a keen observer when it comes to computers and technology. Today afternoon he told me something about his observations, which usually goes unnoticed by majority of us, but indeed he was cent percent true - so is this post up here in my blog. This funny friend turns around states aloud : " When they can't find a right suitable match for this girl for more than a year now, how can they find one for me????". We were all as confused as you are at this point of time. How many of us give attention to those tiny pop ups that pops up on our computer screen when we open up a browser for searching a piece of code, or to watch something online, or to connect with the social friends or something different. Everyone would have come across the advertisement sections in most of the pages we browse, but we give little or negative attention to these details. However this Gentleman, a friend of mine , about an year ago opened up Yahoo homepage and guess wha...

This happened yesterday afternoon when a colleague sitting next to my desk dialled a number on the landline AND.... ( I could hear what this Colleague XYZ was speaking of, however the dialogues from the other end is assumption thats been made based on the context. My intent was not to overhear the conversation. I had just then returned from the pantry with a cup of hot cappuccino in my hand and while sipping it away,each word delicately slipped into my ears. It wasn't intentional at all! ) The conversation started off like this. Colleague : "Hello , this is XYZ calling and I hold a credit card from your bank" Bank rep: "Hi XYZ, This is MNP , how could I help you with that?" Colleague : "Actually I have this card with me from about 2 years now and I have not used it at all. I want to close this card" Bank rep: "Sure sir, could you please hold on for a minute ?" Colleague : "yeah!" : His face goes straight when the music ...

The effect of any Name should never be underestimated. What is in a name, you may wonder? Well, what isn't? The first thing we learn about a person after greeting him/her is his/her name. Names not only reflect our personality but also give us the first inkling of the religion, race or community we belong to. We are named after our ancestors, family members, after popular icons, clan, occupation, religion or even the locality we are from. There is a confusing array of names, surnames, middle names, nicknames, given names that we come across every day. You name it, it is there. We get accustomed to certain names that we have them branded to the particular gender as soon as we hear/read them. So this incident I pen down here has got me and my colleagues into a mode of surprise. A new team member was to join the team and get onboarded early this month. We had heard the name of the new comer through mails and it was told that this new comer would be soon joining in the lead meetings. ...

Taken by a ride with this Guy's wonderful statements. There is a not so tall , not so heavy Guy in one of the neighboring teams at office. I write this article not to demotivate his learning abilities , neither to insult his english conversation skills. Fluency is a great deal when it comes to any new language. What makes one perfect is not the way he/she uses atleast 4 to 5 high vocab words in a sentence. What matters is that the meaning should reach across the table, the listener should be able to grasp what is being communicated. Do we really need " utilize " when a three-letter word, " use ", will nicely suffice. " Risible " is a lovely word, but is it worth sending your readers to the dictionary when " laughable " is at hand? Isn't this a good question. New to corporate world and also new to handling english at the pace today's MNC's are going at, this Guy was hesitating to even utter a yes or a no. Literal translations fro...

What? When we were growing up, a vacation for us really meant spending the summers at our grand mom's place. Cousins of our age housed up this calmly standing home which is about a 100 years old now. Mornings were spent wisely on all the activities which helped granny in completing her household work at the same time giving all we kids the pleasure of playing the games in a competitive spirit. Calling the end of day only meant in aspiring another tomorrow so that we could prove ourselves better and outshine others in one of those routine games played. By night every muscle would be tired to its 200th % and would crave for some unknown rest at that age. There lies the king size bedding on the floor with a huge blanket to hold us all together in one room. One such night our maternal uncle was home catching up all the missed gossips. Sharing laughter and giggles with him was his entire sibling lady crew. Sis and myself woke up in between on hearing the constant hushes and the short ca...

There was this advertisement of cooking oil a few years ago stating " My daddy's strongest ". In real my daddy is indeed the strongest. Will let you know how. Read on. Our house has wooden doors as in almost all Indian homes for the bathrooms and so whats great about it?, one would acclaim. There is nothing great really except for the fact that it goes under this phenomenon of expansion and contraction with the change of seasons.To add the fact that water gets sprinkled on it at times, doors end up making cranky noise each time you open or close them. This was one such ocassion and the door was highly stubborn to get closed inspite of several kicks from either sides. That was when Daddy decided to do some carpentry work. He got the hack saw blade and tried to soften the edge of the door to make the door fit. It was quite a huge deal which the blade couldn't accomplish. So he decides to get a saw with of about half an inch teeth. After some sawing action the door star...

In the best of my outfits I was ready early one morning and walked out of my room with some files in my hand. Curious mom could not hold her questions anymore , so she blurps them out " Whats going on? Where are you heading to? ". I gave her the details of the meeting I was going to attend in a couple of hours and as I headed to pull out my bike the bowl of cereals on the table invited me for breakfast. Yes was on my way for an important meeting and I was getting late. So hurriedly I gulped the healthy cornfakes that I claim to be doing good for my health and set off for the day on my Activa Honda. When I was riding my bike I sensed the vibration and realised that my phone was ringing. I stop at a curb (wondering how the hell I could find a curb on bangalore roads - remember I set off early that morning , traffic still not heaped up! and the pavement hawkers still not ready for the day!). I See an unknown number flashing on my cell phone. Not recognising the caller, I gently ...

While I lay on the sofa that evening at 4, was getting bored and not knowing what to do, slowly got into surly mode. Its the time I usually spend cheering up myself with some chatpata foodie ( some new innovative recepie that I try ) and a glass of milk( a little freshly brewed coffee drops added to bring in that tinkling flavour ). But I felt a little grumpy and didn't feel fresh even after the usual caffeine dosage. I blamed it on the weather for making me get into this sulking mood. Thunk thunk and thunk! Best I could do - unwind some of the best moments of Sis and Mom. Go ahead and explore.. Mom's usual reaction ( rather the intial reaction ) for anything and everthying will be a "NO" or a Negation . Sis has this inbuilt habit of irritiating mom in almost all the interactions she has with her. For instance when sis removes a glass tumbler from her crockery stand instead of the steel tumbler from the good old indian rack of untensils in the kitchen for a mocktail ...

Why is the title named so? Little bit of rambling into the below piece of writing helps you know more. . . Mom,dad and aunt were on a 3 day schedule of visiting relatives. Saturday afternoon - already headed to attend a house warming ceremony at Shimoga - a town about 6 and odd hours travel distance away on road from the Busy Bangalore. The weekend of Sankranti was so gloomy altogether, everone at home had flu and it had got onto us with a weirdest symptom I could think of. No nostrils blocking ,no head ache but kept everyone busy with the sneezing act. Amidst all this,Sis and me tried to keep the kitchen routine going on as usual for the next 2 days making sure we have things right when the real time owners of the Kitchen return. Sundays are usually the relaxing morning we have but this was an exception. My sweet saturday night had already gone for a toss. Guessing why? It was the water-day (hmm rather water night). Our locality has gotten into this odd hours for water schedules. Than...