Quo Vadis?

Off late I am constantly finding new excuses for not updating my blog; well here are the latest additions… - My mum gave away Melisaa when I was not around, not her fault entirely but some people came over willing to adopt, they fell in love with her instantly and took her away. After 8 years it took some time to come to terms with the fact that I will not have Melissa welcoming me home ever again. For a week we were all going around with a lump in our throats, but last heard that Melissa has settled down and is apparently happy in her new home. - Visited Andhra Pradesh (no Telengana) and was occupied completely with the increasing list of clients to be serviced - Trinity has completed 4 months and is monopolizing a lot of time at home - Nathan (my god son and nephew) got baptized and the festivities and social obligations took up a lot of time - Have purchased 500 each of all available properties in the New Your tier and am getting insane amounts of money so much that I’m contemplatin

It is always good to have a week end break to recharge the batteries. Among the interesting happenings over the weekend was the one campaign on Facebook that was quite amusing. So to those guys in the know, (I hazarded a guess after the third status message and got it right after Googling), they now know what the colours actually were. Ranging from the usual blacks, whites and a red that drew a few oohs and aahs from other women, quite a few young ladies dared to show or actually tell their true inner colours. Among the colours was the striped variety contributed by my dear friend Jack sparrow who thinking it was a fad jumped into the fray with his version only to realize that it would look rather queer on him. And another well meaning friend who supported the cause felt that he should contribute white because his vest is usually of that shade. The TOI as usual came up with some more exotic varieties in its issue. If it must be colour then go for pink, I mean the ribbon, gloves or even

Driving by the Marina in the rain around half past noon, I noticed a few couples lost in love (I hope) enjoying the wonderful weather. One couple caught my interest, the guy was dressed in formals and had a salesman bag slung around his shoulder, the girl was in a salwar with the dupatta draped around her head, they were walking towards the sea from their bike parked on the shoulder of the road. They were getting drenched and kept going all the while the guy had a folded umbrella in his hands. Saw another couple standing under a small umbrella in the classic pose of lost in each others eyes oblivious to the downpour around. Real life so often throws up such gems that no movie can

Today - The newspaper reports that a Deputy Commissioner of Customs was caught by the CBI accepting a bribe hold your breath of Rs. 2500. I remember reading about the arrest of quite a few officials with much higher sums of money at the airport and last heard they are out on bail. So what will happen to this person who got caught for 2500 rupees? - Is the start of the road safety week and many well meaning school kids were standing at road corners holding small placards with very well meaning statements. Just realized that not only are they risking their life and limbs to our notorious traffic but they are potential traffic hazards the same as the now banned hoardings - A pathetic duo on a TVS 50 casually drove the entire stretch of the long flyover in T. Nagar on the wrong side aiming to save 200 meters and made my blood boil over - A desktop calendar with pics of baby Trinity adorns my workstation and is drawing admirers in droves - I was supposed to be in Hyderabad of Telengana but

Hi, I will start this post with a few lines sent by Chandrachoodan Gopalakrishnan to the Chennai Photowalk mailing group on Facebook : “…January 1 is not going to be drastically different from Dec 31, or heck, even Dec 1. It's not the birth of new life - spring is. It's not a new season. It's not a new beginning. It rarely is the beginning of anything new. Months change every 28-30 days. SO, January 1 is no special month's start. My life will not change tomorrow. Neither will those of many I know. My outlook, my thoughts, my viewpoints don't change. I am not going to magically become thinner, stronger, funnier, or more talented. I will most definitely not win any lottery/beauty pageant next month, much less the next day…” I will break off here because in a few lines it sums up the day that went by. A few learnings from the New Year eve and New Year day that I thought I will share with you - SMS will be charged on big days and so prudence will spare the bank - Eating