An idle mind is devils workshop!

This week I had no work in office; the code is being pushed into production so it’s kind of cool this week. (This means I will have to slog next week when I will get production issues :(:( )
So since I had nothing to do in office I was simply spending my time browsing, watching movies and thinking weird things. I have a few questions whose answers I don’t know.

1) Why do PETA volunteers generally have to pose nude to save animals?
I have seen in newspapers, various ad campaigns that they strip down for the cause. I just can’t understand the need to do so.

2) Why Dracula always craves for the blood of young and pretty girls?
All the movies I have seen, all the novels I have read about Dracula, this one thing is common in all. Everywhere Dracula was craving for the blood of young and pretty girls. I just can’t understand what is wrong in the blood of guys that he is not at all fond of it.

3) Why is money everything in this world?
Why do we begin our day with an urge to earn money and end our day with an urge to earn more money? Why is it above all relations, above everything?


Look what happens when imagination goes wild. It gives birth to such weird questions which finally takes the form of a post. That's why it is said "An idle mind is devils workshop"

BTW I will be glad if anyone answers to my questions.

Disclaimer: The author has nothing against PETA. It's just a weird thought that popped up in my mind.

Why can’t it be the other way around??

“Why can’t it be the other way around??”
I just hate this line! I don’t know why, but I hate it. May be it is because I hear this line too often. I have friends who keep saying it, writing about it and till yesterday I had never imagined that I would write a post on it.

It’s actually funny to see people getting high and talking shit after that. But its when they start getting senti, that it gets horrible. Under such conditions, I just want to run.
Last night, one of my friends was high and got senti. I tried escaping but all my efforts went in vain. So I was stuck with him, and had to listen to him the whole night!!! In exchange, I took his permission to openly make fun of him in my blog.

So this friend of mine K is a family guy. He is very attached to his family, especially his sister. So the topic of discussion last night was K’s sister. He kept talking about his elder sister. He recalled incidents since his childhood such as the way his sister took all the blame on herself for all the wrong done by him and saved him from punishments, how she finished his homework when he used to fool around, how she taught him during exams, how she gave him-her chocolates, played with him and later gave him money from her salary when he joined college.

He became emotional because he wouldn’t meet her this time during Raksha Bandhan. He then started giving me gyan about this festival. He told me the history behind this festival (I will ask him later how he knew all those mythological stories) and said that on this festival the sister ties a rakhi on her brother’s hands and the brother takes a vow to protect his sister throughout his life (as if I am from some outer space that I didn’t know this.) Then to my surprise he changed the whole concept of this festival (as I said, he was high) and said that the custom should be that the brother should tie a rakhi on sister’s hand because it’s actually the sister who protectes/helpes/takes care of the brother.
The whole night he kept on saying just one line:
“Why can’t it be the other way around??”
(This is just one reason why I hate this line)

Yahoo!!!!

There are moments in life when you just want to scream Yahoo!!!! from the top of your lungs, when you are very happy, want to do things you haven’t done from a long-long time. Yesterday was one such moment for me, when I wanted to scream Yahoo!! And yes I did something which I haven’t done since years.

I went home with that Yahoo!! Mood. Suddenly I realized that my cook owns a bicycle and I haven’t had a ride on bicycle since 6-7 years at least. I have very fond memories of bicycle; I had explored my entire city on my bicycle and I also used to go to school on bicycle. Few of my friends live near my home and we all used to come back home together after school gets over in a group riding our bicycles. The first time I had chased any PYT (Pretty Young Thing) was also on my bicycle. I stopped riding bicycle when I came in 11th standard; it was when I got a scooter. After that I got so busy in life that I almost forgot the joy of riding a bicycle. I went to nasha’s home a few days, saw her bicycle back but couldn’t ride it as it was punctured. But yesterday I borrowed my cook’s bicycle and went out on a ride.

The area near my place was very crowded-the usual Bangalore traffic; but still I somehow I managed to ride it; I also did a few stunts that I used to do with my bicycle. One thing I realized; Bangalore is not for cycle riders; they are the most vulnerable, more than pedestrians, more than bike riders, more than anyone else. I don’t remember getting scared on road ever but yesterday on bicycle was something different. Still I enjoyed my half hour ride on bike, came back home had dinner and then had chocolate. (Those who don’t know me- my friends say I don’t need booze to get high, any chocolate would suffice) One of my friends (CB) had given me a big bar of dark chocolate which I had kept only to eat on some special occasion, so yesterday I enjoyed that chocolate. As if all this wasn’t enough, I also got a lunch invitation from one of my friends. And today I am going to corner house (another thing which gets me high) with my hogging partner and my module lead. Yippee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Cheers to all of us....

Yippee!!!! Today I have completed one year in office….I still very well remember the day I joined office. (My past experiences can be read here and here) It’s hard to believe that I had survived 1 year in this company. There had been incidences when I felt that I wouldn’t be staying here any more; but here I am, sitting in my cubicle, typing this post.

I was talking to Infinitics the other day and asked him what he did on completing his one year at office. He told me that all the people who had joined with him sat together and cried. Cried because it had been a year and they are still stuck with the same company and same job. Well it’s not that I am very much happy and satisfied with my company, my job; but as of now there are no regrets either. I am happy that my condition in my office is not like that of Dory. He is ultra bored in office, know very few people. This is just because his company is small and took only 3 freshers. He is confined only to his team, his motions have been circumscribed. I am glad it’s nothing like that in my office. (I apologize for mentioning about you Dory without your consent.)

Well if I look back, I must say things have turned up pretty well for me. Got very good friends (I mean really very-very good), very good teammates, very good boss!!!! (OK let’s not get into that.) All I can say is that my office is a fun place to be at. So till now things have been fine. Let’s see how it turns up in future. As of now, it’s celebration time….We have some plans for the day. We will be going out for lunch to mark the first anniversary of our job.

Laddu can't code saala....

Programming today is a race between software engineers striving to build bigger and better idiot-proof programs,
and the Universe trying to produce bigger and better idiots. So far, the Universe is winning.........
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This month end I will be completing one year in office. It has been a nice experience working in this company, had lots of fun and above that made many good friends.

With the experience that I have gained in this 1 year I can say that this s/w engg. is one of the easiest profession; you just need to master the use of Ctrl+C and Ctrl+V; but its not for me.

The other day I was sitting in office, breaking my head into some dumb code, listening to some song when I came up with my own. It goes on something like this.

hai muscular,
hai popular.
spectacular, he's a bachelor
laddu ki gaadi tez hai, laddu kudiyon mein craze hai,
laddu ki aankhen dark black, laddu dikhta gol-matol hai,
fastrack ki ghadi haaton mein hai, perfume lomani waala,
but laddu can’t code saala........

papa kehte hai bada naam karega, mera laddu aisa kaam karega....
laddu ke paas hai BE, karta hai hills pe holiday,
hey hey ye hey,
laddu tabla bajata hai,
jaha jaata hai cha jaata hai
par laddu can’t code saala.......
laddu code nahi kar sakta.......

A trip that was....

The rock was huge and was steep. Dory, Infinitics and Arv had somehow climbed that rock. (I still wonder how they had managed to do that) JJ, AJ and I were stuck behind. It was difficult for us to climb from the middle, the way the other 3 did so we were climbing from the edge taking support of the bushes and trying to find some foothold and handhold. The edge was covered with the slippery mud and the bushes were thorny. Behind me were JJ and AJ. Suddenly I reached a point where there was nothing to hold, no foothold and handhold, no support at all, just the slippery mud and it was then I lost balance and began to fall from that rock.

Last 2 months have been very tiring for me. Almost everyday I had been spending 12 hours in office and even wasting my weekends in office. I was tired and I badly needed a break. So finally we (Infinitics, Dory, AJ, JJ, Arv and I) planned a short trip to Skandagiri. We all assembled at Infinitics place and finally started at around 2.30AM. None of us knew the way and we got lost. We used all the resources possible like stopping truck drivers, waking up people asleep and asking for directions, calling one of our friends at 4 in morning, using GPS and Google. The wind was blowing so fast that our bikes wobbled. I had never experienced such thing in my life- a bike wobbling because of fast blowing wind. Finally we reached Skandagiri. A guide stopped us and said that its 8kms trek and demanded 250 bucks to show us the directions. We said 100, the deal couldn’t be settled and we went ahead on our own. Actually none of us liked the idea of guide, we had never taken any guides help in any of our trips and didn't want in this one also.

We parked our bikes and started climbing up the hill. We thought we had chosen the correct path but we were wrong. We had to walk around the hill, go to the other side to get on the track. (We figured this out later) It was still dark and the visibility was poor. Initially it was very easy to climb, but later it became very difficult for us to climb. We had to cross through bushes and thorns, and still we were not sure if we were on the correct track. We started having a feeling that we had taken the wrong track but still we decided to go on with that. We just kept on climbing up, crossing the thorns and the bushes, finding the footholds and handholds on the rocks. Then we reached to this spot. It was that huge rock where I lost control and began to fall. My whole life flashed in front of my eyes.

I was aware that JJ and AJ were behind me. While sliding down, I tried reducing my speed a bit by my right foot and hand. I twisted my ankle while doing so. Suddenly I felt a jerk and realized that I had stopped sliding down. I saw JJ holding my hand which had prevented me from falling down. I looked at JJ and then at AJ who was standing below and the first thing I said to AJ was “I don’t think I would have died if I would have fallen down” to which he replied “No you wouldn’t and also I was standing here.”

Well after that it became impossible for us to go ahead that way because there was no support. We tried searching for some other way up. Infinitics came down to help us. At the extreme end we saw a bunch of thorns and bushes covering the entire area, it was dark. We had no other option so we had to go through that thorny bushes.

There were two other incidences where the climbing was almost vertical and going back was not an option since it was not at all possible to climb down the way we had climbed up and our only hope to go down was to go up and find some proper way down. So we had to climb up. Infinitics, Dory and Arv had to pull us (JJ, AJ and I) up; somehow we managed to climb up. We kept on climbing up with the hope to find some proper and safe way down the hill.

After climbing a little more we found that there were less thorny bushes and steep rocks and thus the climbing became a little simpler. I was feeling very brave that none other than us would have ever dared to cross this way. We started making fun of guides and thought of giving them double the amount they demanded and asking them to show us the way we came from. After climbing a little more I faintly heard girls giggling, climbing a little more I could hear them screaming and shouting. A sudden disappointment ran into my nerves; I thought we were not the only brave hearts to cross this; there were others also (girls!!!!) who had crossed this. But it lasted only for a while when we reached the spot and saw a proper way which can lead us back. We had finally figured out a proper way to go down. All the pain vanished in a second and we got fresh energy and we climbed the rest of the hill on that path only.

Reached the peak; it’s difficult to write in words the feeling you get when you are actually standing in between clouds and the wind is blowing so hard that you are scared to stand without any support, fearing that the wind might blow you away. Finally staying there for an hour or so we decided to return. We stopped in a CCD on the way back home, reached home around 3pm and went to sleep only to get up the next day around 6 morning.

It was one hell of a trip, the best one I could recall so far. After this trip and from the experiences I have gained from the previous ones, I reached a conclusion that if there is a hill that is open for tourists, there has to a proper way to climb up.

So now let’s look at our status:
Shivgange: Conquered
Nandi Hills: Conquered
Skandagiri: Conquered
Next on our check list is DD hills.

Enclosed below are some some pics of Nandi Hills and Skandagiri.

the view from nandi hills.





































there was an airtel tower. Infinitics, Dory and Arv climbed that tower and AJ, Abhinav and I satyed behind. This pic was taken by Arv from the top of that tower.
















the roads are so smooth. driving here in itself is a wonderful experience.


















that's me driving with Arv as pillion. i hate him for not letting me ride on the way down the hill.
















our sweethearts.
















the view from skandagiri.









































on our way back.


















we came down from there.

















the averege size of the thorns that which we had to pass through in order to conquer this hill.















Aj's photographic skill + his 8MP cellphone = an awesome pic.
















while coming back Aj's cell fell on road. this pic was taken to test if the camera of his cell was still in working condition.

Forwarded E-Mails..........

One of my friends asked me about my biggest stress buster in office. I told him its reading blogs and then I asked him his. To my surprise he said its forwarded e-mails. I gave him a dirty look and called him a nut-case. He went on to justify his statement.
He said that how many times in a day it happens that you have been working continuously for hours and you need a break but can’t afford to go out because of work. You are frustrated and then all of a sudden you see a pop up of a new mail on your screen and you open your outlook and read that mail which proves out to be a forwarded e-mail. It puts a momentarily smile on your face and helps you in getting overcome your frustration.

Well I have never thought about those forwards the way he did. I mean sometimes the forwards are fine but I can’t call them stress busters. Well whatever the case may be, he made me think about the forwarded e-mails. Chances are high that you have already seen that forward earlier. I also do send forwards and once I got the same mail that I had forwarded to someone else. In these mails you can see the deadliest of the pj’s, the pics of yummy cakes, pics of the pretty girls (yup I agree that this is a stress buster ;) ), mails asking you to forward it to 10 people to get good luck, mails saying you have won a laptop and many more. You can see all the stupidest of things possible in such mails. I have realized that sometimes it’s frustrating but sometimes its fun also. Many a times instead of laughing at the content of such mails we laugh at the sender thinking that how can one send such mails. I wonder how many of my friends who had become the victim of my forwards would have laughed at me!!!!

Anyways whatever the case may be, I don’t mind getting forwards and sending them back to others. One such forward I got recently. It’s about someone who has been getting forwards since ages and is now frustrated with them. It goes on like this….

Hilarious Mail from a frustrated victim of chain mails

I wanted to thank all my friends and family who have forwarded chain letters to me in 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007 and 2008 and continuing it in 2009 also.

Because of your kindness:

* I stopped drinking Coca Cola after I found out that it's good for removing toilet stains.

* I stopped going to the movies for fear of sitting on a needle infected with AIDS.

* I smell like a wet dog since I stopped using deodorants because they cause cancer...

* I don't leave my car in the parking lot or any other place and sometimes I even have to walk about 7 blocks for fear that someone will drug me with a perfume sample and try to rob me.

* I also stopped answering the phone for fear that they may ask me to dial a stupid number and then I get a phone bill with calls to Uganda, Pakistan, Singapore and Tokyo.

* I also stopped drinking anything out of a can for fear that I will get sick from the rat faeces and urine.

* When I go to parties, I don't look at any girl, no matter how hot she is, for fear that she will take me to a hotel, drug me, then take my kidneys and leave me taking a nap in a bathtub full of ice.

* I also donated all my savings to the Amy Bruce account. A sick girl that was about to die in the hospital about 7,000 times.. (Poor girl! she's been 7 since 1993...)

* Still open to help somebody from Bulgaria who wants to use my account to transfer his uncle's property of $ 100 million. So much trustworthy.

* Made some Hundred wishes before forwarding those Ganesh , Tirupathi Balaji pics etc.
Now most of those 'Wishes' are already married (to someone else)

IMPORTANT NOTE:
If you do not send this e-mail to at least 11,246 people in the next 10 seconds, a bird will **** on your head today at 6:30pm.

Nothing has happened till now......................but who knows. So please forward.