Of Learnings and Emotions

beingCorporate  

She wanted to change the cruel world around her. Stepping into her workplace, she was clear and optimistic. A black-box said, “Oh deluded soul! Here’s the bug for today”. She stared and typed until her vigor was sucked by the monotony. The deafening silence snubbed her imagination. She returned home …

Dazed.

Helpless.

Resigned.

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My attempt at 55.word.fiction again. Though, really, it isn't entirely fiction. Most of the lost vigor was mine and that is what work has done to me. Many lessons learnt. Many stories heard. Many emotions felt. The past year has made me grow in ways that I never thought I would. And now, I say, I am old. Old enough to say I am old. KThxBye.

Python Hyssssteria

If you are a Vodafone user I am sure you already know or you deleted the message before you got to know. If you are any other user, I really don't know what to say.

So here it is - 

Check this out and watch the video here.

And most importantly be here -

Friend of Evam,

 

Begin this summer with us and some
ex-parrots and spanish inquisitions
followed by dirty forks, pointed sticks and
bouncy-bouncy iguanas.

After 'Five point someone', 'The Odd Couple' and 'Doubles, Triples and Quadruples' -
Evam comes back to Hyderabad with it's Wackiest Comedy Ever!

A collection of the crazy characters, sight gags and sketches without punchlines.
Adapted from the genius of the 60s British classic Monty Python.

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The Wackiest Comedy Show Ever

 March 21st - ONE DAY ONLY.
In Taramati Baradari, Ibrahim Bagh - No it is NOT too far away!
Three Shows at 2.30pm, 5pm and 7.30pm - Yes 3 full shows in the same day..
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So why not just be there when you know it doesn't happen often in Hyderabad and when you know you do not have an exam on sunday...

Rafa Vs Roger

Australian Open 2009 Men's Singles Final 

[1] Rafael Nadal Vs [2] Roger Federer

Here is what I wanted to do. I wanted to show how biased the commentators were towards Federer. It happened mid second set so I decided I'd note down a little of what they said. But all I was doing was opening and closing my laptop because every time I opened it Nadal lost a point and I had to close it. I am weird. I believe in such things. (If you did not realize yet - I support Federer's opponent any day and I hated Federer until I made the previous post.)

So here goes my list. 

For the second set...

This is bewildering.

And Federer won the set.

For the third set...

This is phenomenal tennis. ( I type this and Nadal loses a point in the tie break and I closed and opened late in the 4th set when I realised I was being foolish)

General observations  - Vijay Amritraj needs new words to be coined - Magnificent, tremendous, spectacular, stupendous, phenomenal have done their job.

For the fourth set...

He has got amazing reserves of energy and stamina ... He looks indestructible. ( And I am surprised they are praising him).

Then the justifications pour in. (Come on! Federer can't lose. Something not going well for him today. Next time, I swear the stars are going to kill you for holding them responsible everytime Federer loses.)

His serve hasn't been good. (Quotes his 2nd set 1st service percentage and attributes that to his 2nd set win. - BALLS!)

Federer feels he has been in the wrong end of the line calls... (Federer challenges a point and shakes his head and they have to discuss it.)

We are going to 5!!

Flash the statistics and there we go again          

1st serve % Federer - 62%   Nadal - 55% 

So thats why Federer won.  (To hell with your logic - Really)

For the fifth set... 

Nadal's 5th set record  ** to 3

Federer's 13 to 11

Who is your money on?

Its the fifth set anything can happen.... ( Oh! finally some sense)

Now comes what the commentators were hoping would make Nadal lose. 

Lactic acid build up!

He is supposed to be tired... I don't know if he knows the meaning of that word.

And then the comment that hurt me the most

The greatest player of all time VS the greatest player of the moment... (!!!)

And its justification time again when Federer was broken the 1st time in the 5th - Federer's top spin backhand (to Rafa's forehand) ... overcooked it and its break point...

And when he was broken - Guess what!?! Its his backhand again.

And then came a bunch of goodness for Rafa. They didn't have a choice, did they?

May be he has run out of ideas with this 22 year old Spaniard.The Spaniard who never gives up.

The calm(Federer's) has been broken by this man.

Look at him - hes the one who is supposed to be tired ... hes the one who is supposed to be running out of steam!?! :D

Now you know why Verdasco would have made an easy opponent for Federer and a useless finalist!!! 

So we are not done with Federer love yet -

How many errors do you think Federer has made with this top spin backhand in this match?? (WHY!!)

It can't be nerves... (Please let him live!)

5-2 Federer to serve to stay in the final. ( How Fed-centric! )

Errors are still coming from Federer!

15-40 to deuce

AD Nadal

7-5 3-6 7-6 3-6 6-2

For the aftermath...

Some Nadal Jap -

What a remarkable performance by this man. Two 5 setters won back to back and 10 hours on court.

Indefatigable human machine.

Greatest tennis athlete of all time writing a tennis history that no one else can match - least of all, Federer.

Federer : God, Its killing me. (And he cried)

I don't want to have the last word.

In the first moment you're disappointed, you're shocked, you're sad, you know, then all of a sudden it overwhelms you.The problem is you can't go in the locker room and just take it easy and take a cold shower. You can't. You know, you're stuck out there. It's the worst feeling. It’s rough.

You can't go through your whole life as a tennis player taking every victory that's out there. You've got to live with those, you know. But they hurt even more so if you're that close, like at Wimbledon or like here at the Australian Open. So that's what's tough about it.

And to the world - Stop over - analyzing him. Stop breaking down every aspect of his tennis. Leave him alone. Poor Federer.

Nadal (and I) :  Rog, sorry for today...

Roger Federer

There is another post coming... But I guess I have to say this before that.

Roger Federer is human. I just saw him cry. Now I love him. Not because he cried but because hes soo normal. He is not God. He is our kind. 

God save the commentators.

Again, Federer - I love you. You are great!

Being the busy bee

I haven't written in a long time. Ok, I know that is not the kind of sentence one makes when one returns to something. But I couldn't say, Its sad I haven't been blogging. There seems to be enough sadness down here to make people think I am in a mental asylum now. Anyhow. 

Yeah! Busy life is what I wanted. And thats what life made itself be. Not like there was no breathing space. Not like there was no time to update. But I guess thats what being busy is all about. 

Its weird how people get busy thinking about the 100 things they have to do. Yes, you might want to think I was in one such situation. But I hate to believe that.

Its encouraging - the thought of having things to do. But the thought is not the only thing to do. I don't know how many people might get what I intend to say. In all the time I have been busy, I am not sure if I actually was. Oh! I am doing so many things you have no idea. You can never manage to do something like this. And so I made myself happy. And so now I sulk in defeat. I am not happy about having been busy. Its frustrating to know that after all these years its a sense of direction you lack.

So now, since thats out of my system, I feel happy. Very happy. 

I guess I am done with all the busy life. Its time to laze around. With all the concerts coming this November and December, I cannot ask for more. Besides, I am off this place after almost a year. Yes, it feels good. Its all I need. Some time to think and a change to get back.

And hey! I guess I am back and in love with Sikkil Gurucharan. Ha!

How?

I never believed in partying for nothing. Now when I think there is a reason to party, I realize I don't know how to. Its sad. This ignorance...

Untitled

Its not a weird feeling. It has become a daily feature. Oh hell! Life is only that now. A terrible feeling of overcoming something really dreadful. I sulk. I have forgotten to laugh. There is no enthusiasm. Its just pissing whatever is.

I am not cribbing. I am not being cancer-moody. I think I am in pain. But who is listening? Worse - who even wants to listen?

I hate the world. But I still think life is great wherever it is going...

On suddenness, confusion and kids

Lately, kids are what I see almost everyday. Some come home. Some get scared to come home. Some come to office. Some come to my desk for virtual chocolates. Some hate me for fooling them. Some hope to see a dog at random places I point. Bottom line - Kids are almost a part of my life suddenly.

So it was "Bring your child to work day" at office the other day. And there were too many kids obviously. So my friend and I roamed a little to check out the kids (and made some smart conclusions on developers and their taste in women/wives). Little - thanks to all the work she had to do and all the staring I had to do. Its frustrating. Really. Especially when the place is so cool and so perfect to work (... and sleep probably. But I'd prefer to work.) Anyhow, we get to the building of action and we see more kids. Big, small, babies... kids with glasses and kids without them. (Its shocking how eyes can be so badly played with. Its depressing when I can't read things on the board now and there these toddlers wear glasses already. Depressing that too.) So we stood among them and looked around. Feeling totally out of place and expecting some kid to call us aunty and we not realizing it until we get pushed. That didn't happen though. Kids posing with us for pics also did not happen. So we ended up posing together like fools. Besides, I really don't know anyone who'd come with me to work. Except Korean kids ofcourse. But I can't obviously take them. Little too hard to make people believe that I have a Korean husband, leave alone the fact that I have a 10 year old son. :-O

So now, after all that and a lot of thinking, I wish I were some 15 years younger so I'd be a kid myself then. Oh and I also generally wish I had a 1 year old kid. And if there is some kind of stone that'll keep you 1 year old forever I'll buy it for anything. I am just being stupid probably but I really don't know what to do. This work is driving me crazy. Or in my case its the stress of thinking how I'd rather do what everyone else is doing than stare at the world and its unfairness. And somehow this whole "I want to start my life all over again" thought comes up. I realize just how hard it is to take it all as it comes, when you know exactly what to change and how far ahead in time you are to change it. And it ends there.

One has to be one year old all their life. Thats when everything is happy. Thats when you have too little a past that you remember and can look back at. Interestingly, thats when you only have to cry for gems. Thats when people listen to you. Thats when your existence is noticed. Thats the only time you should live all your life.

Crazy maybe but I feel happy thinking about such things. Something that is too hard to get these days... Ok that was a sooper jump from where I was.

Anyhow, I am suddenly supporting chennai super kings now. Actually, I am suddenly watching IPL now. That should tell you how confused I am. Or should I call it confused? Oh, there you have it ...