We have visitors to our office today…
A set of very dignified and pompous aristocrats are coming in their black and white suits and with red caravats.
They have been very quietly sitting and observing us working. Impeccable conduct only marred by sudden, occasional and tremendous display of bravado and jealousy when two of the party used to suddenly squabble for the best seats in the arena. Or when suddenly startled by the appearance of a hawk on the horizon, they all suddenly take wing and depart enmass zigzagging wildly like a drunkard, only to reappear at the window a minute later with a quizzical expression on their face as if to enquire politely what the fuss was all about….
yes! the visitors are a horde of red throated swallows.
they are little furry cute balls each measuring about the size of a little Nokia 2100 from the beak tip to the tail.
the funny thing is they have rather long wings with respect to their body sizes so they look like somebody attached a little lolliop to a pair of wings and shot them across the skies.
they have a deep black back, with nice feathers and are pretty calm except when they are angry when they use their small sharp beaks to knock each other about…
they have been here since morning….
most of them are preening themselves pretty hard.
they look like a bench of dimunitive football players all warming up preparatory to the start of the game…
some of them are real characters:
1) Mr. Inquisitive: this little fella is horribly inquisitive about everything at all. he is curious about his own wings, his neighbours the bikes parked downstairs,
but most of all about the plane glass windows that seem to harbour all the secrets known to man or bird. he keeps walking up to the pane putting his beak upto the pane like most people do when faced with the windows of a Maruti 800. Whenever Vasu our PL suddenly turns his head Mr. Inquisitive just falls of his perch on the window sill, like he has seen some spectre and having fallen 50 feet and having satiated his curiosity about the fast moving air quickly beats his wings and comes upto the top and repeats the entire charade with Vasu again and again and again….
2)Mr. Paper reader: he has got hold of a piece of paper, which is now jammed against one of the window slits. He perhaps finds this easier to sit on than the hard granite sill. He goes to the top of the paper and the wind catches the bottom edge and flutters it about. He cautiously walks in a crablike manner sideways and as the back of the paper flutters he walks down to the bottom of the page. This time the top of the paper now flutters about and then he walks up to the top. The effect is of someone who is reading a paper. Rather shy bird. he has hardly raised his head from the paper at all. He reminds me invariably of fathers everywhere hiding behind their papers when caught by mothers.
they have been swooping about and indulging in all acts of histrionics in order to catch everyone’s attention.
they look so cute….
so fragile…
March 22nd, 2004 - Posted in Uncategorized | | 0 Comments
Shocked!!!!
I just saw an ad on MSN Messenger that went:
Hi I am SOnia
IIT Graduate
Want to marry me….
Are you nuts. Never… I don’t know what to think…. Man we now no more worry about wether a girl/boy/person is good or bad. It’s more to do with their brand value rather than anything else…
if that doesn’t make you a cynic….! Sigh!
It makes me feel ah! so nice… just like a bottle of Pepsi Cola…. or Lay’s chips….
such a nice feeling you know….
bullshit! I don’t know what to think…
feeling nice and upset now….
i am in that state of quiet zen where i want to just be by myself and slowly work things out…
March 19th, 2004 - Posted in Uncategorized | | 0 Comments
somedays i wonder at the wisdom of doing this job. I am actually zipping up individual files in a folder than zipping up a complete folder….
and unevenly…
if i am asked to trace back the work i did yesterday i would be quite helpless to say what i have done….
but still….
March 19th, 2004 - Posted in Uncategorized | | 0 Comments
it’s been a week at least or maybe two.
i am pretty depressed in life.
it seems like i have only another 3-4 years of uninterrupted life before I am forced to “settle down”.
Just a realization but I felt it for the first time last week….
I wonder….
I have come to terms that I shall never make any breakthroughs in the world of the sciences….
I have also come to terms with my position as a very smart if very lazy monkey that does rapid improvisation with tools to solve an immediate problem so it can go to sleep….
again no problem…
but lots of those illusions i have had about the world are crashing down fast on me….
i now have two ideals left.
writing is one of them…
if that fails i do not know to where i shall turn….
personally i am not motivated by any desire to seek any new truth…
i do not believe in the truth…
but i do wish there was something that actually stretched me…
feel very very bored at work…. ( example of tingling work being done, zipping up individual files in some crummy folder when a single script can do the entire thing).
i wish i had atleast a lot of work to do…
it would keep me occupied…
my only aim in life is to earn enough money to indulge myself n toys and get on with doing what i love best in life: writing
other than that not much…
shit! why does life have to be so boring and meaningless….
March 19th, 2004 - Posted in Uncategorized | | 0 Comments
ok blogging back after a long time….
spent the weekend in pondicherry in a mad hunt for red oktobre…
well or something like that…
for full details call me up and ask me…
well pondicherry is a nice place but it is that bit of road connecting chennai to pondicherry which is the best thing….
stayed at some hotel with a low sloping roof…
was so tired that i went to sleep without knowing it at all…
hey i went jogging last wednesday and not at all after that…
i guess it’s high time i started…
oh! and had a haircut and got my new comp up together
so had the fun of my life playing quake and like and all that….
had great fun..
after quite a few days….
rather busy week…
i think i will catch up on a fw p.g. wodehouses now and then come back to write up about spirituality and pondicherry
March 10th, 2004 - Posted in Uncategorized | | 0 Comments