Things are taking a turn. It feels funny to watch your life pass by in front of you, as if it were being projected on a big silver screen. I guess that’s how lucid dreaming feels like. Old memories, silent ambitions, everyday worries…they all get mixed in the head and fall within the half life of one misfired synapse.

I just calculated the distance that Sandeep and myself cover in our morning walks. Seven kilometers at the least. FUCKIN GREAT!! The endorphins are flowing in my veins and I am now an addict to the heady feeling they bring to my everyday life…not just my waking hours…even sleeping….sleep has never been so beautiful ever before. We have plans of fitting in cycling and swimming into this schedule. I have always enjoyed simple pleasures of life. In fact, I feel sorry for the many souls who are born into cradles of complex desires. Its not just the rich ones who are victims of these desires. It’s not just the faded rock star or the burnt out actor who is trapped in a web of complex desires and expensive pretenses. Even that average 18 yr old in a CET cell is trapped in an unreal world. Engineering for 50k p.a. Ha!

But I guess all this is what they call Karma. I have found the concept of Karma to be a bloody good explanation for the circus that we call life. Of course, the fact that the concept of Karma itself is understood correctly only by a few is a different thing. Now this is the funny thing with all these scriptures. They were written so long ago, and between the then and the now, so many fools have come and gone and have claimed fame by quoting these scriptures. Its the fool who always has a bigger audience.

The meek shall inherit the earth.

Today we walked till Sankey lake. Bangalore is such a beautiful city. Trust me, the scene of clear dancing water surrounded by lush greenery and numerous colorful li’l walking humans perfectly fits a picture postcard. In fact, we even saw this foreigner click random snaps of the Sankey lake at that time of the day ( 6.30 in the morning). Probably to send back home picture postcards.

Again, I feel sorry for the ‘IT’ and ‘BPO’ crowd, who, lost in their late night shifts/deadlines, miss these simple pleasures. But then who can blame them for wanting to earn their fat pays and outsourced job satisfaction? They contribute towards building taller mountains of economic expectations consequent of which the Silicon Valley of the East grows deeper.

Peace.

A certain cat is the Technical Writer’s best friend

Listening to this haunting track called “Diamonds and Rust”. Haunting coz Candice Night does a fantastic job on the vocals. Candice, I understand, is Blackmore’s wife and also the better half of 2 piece Blackmore’s Night.

Been scouting around the net investigating Airtel and Hutch schemes. Still not clear which one to go in for. But one realization that I have had is that its never been more easy to keep in touch ever before. The mobile revolution is really a force to reckon with. No wonder I will be a part of it soon. Does that make me feel good? Yes - only that I really can’t think of whom to ‘keep in touch’ with.

Another revolution that I have just become part of is Gmail. These guys at Google sure are something. I guess there has never been a better innovation than this since Hotmail. 1GB space, super-practical email options, easy n’ clean layout…they have thought of it all. I just love all this innovativeness.

However, I hope they do something about the fact that Gmail is not compatible with Opera browser. I wont be making Gmail my primary email account for a while. The account is still Beta

tattva on beta

Okie..got a Gmail account for myself…thank you Lakshmi…

TATTVA at GMAIL dot COM

Riddle time:

Q) What moves at 40Kmph and carries a combined weight of 180 kilos?
A) My surd friend (Satty) and me on my bike.

I left home at 6.00 for my usual walk. Came back home evening 6.00. Twelve full hours outdoors. (yeah, I came back home inbetween, but just once and for 30 mins).

It was a rather interesting day. We had our usual group meeting at office. I enjoy these meetings, notwithstanding the fact that it takes away my precious saturday mornings. Today we had a session on e-mail ettiquitte (of which I am the self proclaimed champion, thanks to the nature of my project). Then we had a reading comprehension session. I discovered that my reading speed is 250 wpm. Not a great score, considering that 350 - 400 wmp is considered optimum. Apart from this, we also had our usual conversations about everything from Japanese steadfastness to who is buying what cellphone.

Ah, cellphone. What an interesting word suddenly. On compulsion from ma & pa, and on being called a big fool for not taking advantage of a big oppurtunity, I have decided to buy a cellphone. So has Satty. The discount offer at work has been extended till monday, thus causing me to give in to outside pressure. But what the heck, once I buy the phone, I can really fool around with it. With a camera (w/ 4x zoom), mp3 ringtones, Mpeg4 playback and a whole lotta goodies, I am sure I will put this toy to good use. Point of the matter is, I am gettiing a phone. This hasn’t sunk into me yet. Sometimes it helps to give in, let go, freefall.

Other things that Satty and I did today was eat out at this small but decent place, visit this rather dumb exhibition (he was expecting phones on display there) and ponder on whether it is really worth continuing our 3DS Max classes. We haven’t pondered enough. I am still confused. Actually, I have realised that I am yet to fully digest the fact that my life has picked up speed. After some 4 years. But the confusion is clearing up as it is becoming clear that the life that has picked up speed is really not the life that will bring me closer to nirvana any more faster than other things I have seen.

When you live the prime of your youth surrounded by more greenary than a city slicker can ever hope to see, all his holidays combined, life takes on a different perspective. When the first living thing you see 15 minutes after you alight from the bus from back home is a cow, the culture shock affects your head in a different way. When ‘backyard’ can be subsituted by ‘jungle (hillocks and valleys included), the concept of distance is redefined. When darkness is no longer about not having light, but about how much less visibility is under open skies at night, beauty is redefined. When watching the falling rain for hours together, straight, doesnt explain how the well can go dry during the summer, worldly expectations are put under review. Basically 4 years like this is pretty much sufficent for you to get down to the bare basics of life - and how to live it.

Anyways, coming back to the now, another exciting thing that happened today was dinner. Mom made superb channa masala. Mine is such a contented soul.

Peace

[Listening to: Street Spirit [ Fade Out ] by Radiohead ]

TGIF!!

If you are wondering who the fish Lardo Brandybuck of Buckland is, then hang on. It’s my Hobbit name. To find out yours, go here.

Phew!! What a day….

We shifted from the 2nd floor to the 3rd. All you good people reading this, pls note that you will no longer hear my sweet voice when you call me up at work. Instead, you will hear an answering machine that can only ask you to leave a message. And the message I shall never check.

To get my new number, pls contact thro Y! mssngr, Email or Kabootar.

This whole shifting business severely affected my sensitive insides. I miss my old floormates. Mr. Monkeycap..I shall never be able to ask you what’s with changing clothes only once in a month…. Ms. Cellphone Sobber…..will you ever get a new job…i shall never know…Mr. Loudvoice….I shall miss yer yelling on the phone, and yer secretary’s distressing replies on the speaker phone…Pretty Gal by the Printer…don’t think I will I ever ask you out….

‘You never miss it till it’s gone’, they say…

My PM too seems to be sad that we have shifted. “I won’t be able to come over to yer desk often now (and catch you surfing, chatting, blogging or listening to music),” he said, rather morosely.

Maybe all this is why I forgot my Debit Card PIN. Now I can’t withdraw cash for 24 hrs. Bloody phuckers. Sorry Satty, but now I can’t buy that new cell phone on yer behalf.

Well, my new cubicle is kinda ok. Very near the Printer, so I shall soon be able to troubleshoot Printers by the kind of sound they make. But I think I need a review mirror. Anyone can stand behind me and see what I am doing, and I shall never know. If you ask me, I’d say that this is a rather potential threat to any Tech Writer with extra curricular activies. Earlier, my cubicle was near the window and the only reason anyone came there was to speak on their phones or see if it’s dark yet. Don’t they know that a lot of time can be saved if I don’t have to worry about having to look behind every now and then? Where have I heard that before…yeah….Iron Maiden…”I have a constant fear that someone’s always there…”

Expecting to get busy soon. Dates for the next version of my documents are out. Also, 2 new Tech Writers have joined and I have suddenly been entrusted with the responsibilty of “bringing them up to speed” and “leading the team”. So much for extra curricular activities.

There’s supposedly a good movie on HBO today. Abhi’s callled me over to watch it at his aunt’s place. He is leaving for Chennai tomo, and IIM-A next week. Thinking if I should go or not. I am feeling this urgent need to spend time with myself. My waking hours have been very busy ever since I started those morning walks. To go or not to go…….

Peace

“Yeah, ai got mah monay”