Quo Vadis?

Hi! It’s been a long exile from this space and the reasons are a few: * We shifted residence and the settling down took some time * Airtel took a fortnight to transfer my net connection * The net connection in office has for some reason gone slow, so slow that it makes snail mail more attractive than Gmail * I’m still not very comfortable with mobile posting at least not with the Xpress music handset * And yes, I am now the proud dad of a little girl!!! So bear with me as I settle down and things get back to normal again and before I sign off I have had two big successes at work, this coming after more than two years of work, the taste of success became just that bit sweeter. Ms. T. Clement . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Look closely and you will see a part of the history of Madras. For those of you still scratching your heads this is a sun dial. And when I last checked it was still remarkably accurate. If I want to check the time in the sun and if I am near the Basilica of the National Shrine of St. Thomas a genuine wonder of the city, I will just go behind the church and check the time. So what do I do if I am some where else? . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . On a serious note, wishing you all a very happy Madras day! And if you are wondering what to do over the weekend try this...

Remember Will Smith in Enemy of the state? He went shopping for lingerie which was a big mistake because afterwards he became THE enemy of the state. Thankfully such things don’t happen here, and more importantly I don’t need to ask someone for the size because I ensure the wearer comes along. I was very uncomfortable when D said that I accompany her the first time. Now I have an issue with D’s shopping that I may have mentioned before. I do not mind shop hopping and pulling out the entire rack to search for that one item we intended to buy, but I do not approve walking away empty handed after ransacking an entire shop and finding nothing. I believe a good sales person should be appreciated and the best appreciation is a sale. So I don’t approve of the routine of running from shop to shop and buying nothing. Crazy you may say, but after so many years in sales, I empathize with every good salesperson. All the above mentioned, shop hopping, raiding the racks are avoided when we go linger...

(An old incomplete post that got missed out sometime ago, now dusted and completed.) Travel by train teaches you many things, not least of them is the extent of selfishness of many people you travel with. My first learning (actually I learnt this a few trips ago, but you can’t teach an old dog new tricks) is to avoid the sleeper class or the 3rd AC compartments whenever possible. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not snobbish or anything and I prefer the sleeper classes because in those compartments you get fresh air and reduces claustrophobia and also because the people traveling sleeper seem more sociable than those traveling in the higher classes. Sometimes you just travel with minimal or no contact with the co-passengers. But my acute dislike for the sleeper class is because of a few things: Lalu’s idiosyncrasy in adding an additional berth in the side and making overall travel extremely uncomfortable to those poor souls stuck on the side berths. Since I make last minute bookings I end up w...

Been away from Blogger for quite some time and I blame it on a few reasons led by the eternal criminal Lethargy. I was also busy with a few work related issues that kept me occupied, so much so I never got around to blogging in office. Spare time in office was what started me off initially. Anyway coming down to the issues, lethargy is too wide a topic to merit a meaningful discussion so I will move on to work and more specifically work related travel. Work related travel takes up too much of my time and leaves me tired, it also leaves me bored because I end up without internet for a few days at a stretch so even if I have time I’m out of touch. The other problem is that travel tires you out more so when you age. (I actually got a side middle once) Speaking of age, I have hit the big T; I am now out of the twenties and into my thirtieth year on earth. It irks me no end when people look at you and comment on my gray hair. It is surprising because the first strands of gray peeked ou...

A small part of me has been consigned to history. The king of pop is no more but his legacy is enduring. I remember the first ever English tape that I bought was Bad and over the years his music endured even as I heard so many other artists. He was and will be a genius. There is only one king of pop and today his absence has left a huge vacuum that will never be filled. Thank you for the music and all those happy moments that were a part of my growing years. Even as a kid you sang, "just call my name and I'll be there...", MICHEAL JACKSON, the world calls....

Heard this anecdote during sermons twice over this extended weekend and thought I will share it with you at Father's day... There was an aeroplane that hit heavy turbulence during a flight and caused the oxygen masks to come out. As the turbulence increased the passengers grew disturbed and restless,but one little girl was deeply engrossed in a book and seemed oblivious to the goings on around her. Her neighbour asked her if she was not scared at the situation, the little girl replied that her father was the pilot of the plane and she knew that he will take her home safely... Every day we knowingly hand over our lives to so many unknown people in the auto, taxi, bus, plane, train etc and we do it without a second thought, yet when our life needs piloting we do not have enough faith on the expert and we try to drive ourselves.