Monday, September 27, 2004

Back after the break

I'm back after a much appreciated, though short, break! Here I've posted some of the snaps I caught during my journeys. Whatever be the shortcomings of Indian Railways, one MUST admire their aesthetic sense in planning their routes through some of the best scenic places this country has to offer!

2Cows and a Tree :-)

Countryside at its best!

Green Paradise

Thursday, September 16, 2004


A break finally!! A brake to the maddeningly fast changes happening in life! It's amazing how this place creates perfectly contradictory emotions. On one hand we have the acads which make you feel you've been doing this all your life and on the other you have the fun times which seemed to have happened just yesterday. Walk around the campus, there are few places and views that just inspire awe while there are few others which make you feel a pretty silly idiot to have come here. It's not just the place but the people too. I have seen a few who are extremely principled while there are a few on the opposite side who wouldn't know the spelling of principle! Well, it takes all kinds of people, doesn't it? Anyway, no posts from me for the next 10 days or so! Till then......

Friday, September 10, 2004

Awesome Story!!

I just love happy endings :-)

Original article is here.

This is a lively narration of his own love story by a software engineer from Chennai...

It was a lovely December morning in the hottest city in the world. All right, so that was a little unfair. Chennai is not the hottest city in the world. But it certainly is the city with the most uncomfortable weather among the cities that I have lived in. And I've been around. But I digress.

I was in the company bus on my way to work, as usual trying to catch up with my sleep. On this particular day, a girl got on the bus, came to my seat and sat down. "Good Morning," she said. I looked back at her through half closed eyes, replied "Good Night," and then proceeded to return to my half hour nap before the bus reached the office. Unfortunately, I was woken up by a punch in the arm.

"Wake up, bozo!" She was looking at me with a big smile on her face. "I'm not sitting next to you to listen to you snore."

Half-heartedly, I opened my eyes and turned to her. "What's up?" I asked.

Preeti Mehra was tall, good-looking and slightly tomboyish. She was also my best buddy. "Come on," she said. "Don't look so disappointed. You'd rather sleep than talk to me?"

"I talk to you everyday, Preeti."

"You also sleep everyday."

"It's not enough."

"So you've had enough of talking to me, eh?"

You can't argue with a statement like that, so I had to give up. I grinned and said, "OK, sweetheart. What's on your mind?"

"I wanted to tell you what happened yesterday. Can you guess?"

P.S: Please read the entire story by Rajesh Advani here.

Tuesday, September 07, 2004

Husband's diary


Diary Entry

I never have quite figured out why the sexual urges of men and women differ so much. And I never have figured out the whole Venus and Mars thing. And I never figured out why men think with their head and women think with their heart. And I never yet have figured out how the sexual desire gene gets thrown into a state of turmoil when it hears the words "I do."
One evening last week, my wife and I were getting into bed. Well, the passion starts to heat up, and she eventually says, "I don't feel like it. I just want you to hold me."

I said, "WHAT???"

So she says the words that I and every husband on the planet dread. She explains that I must not be in tune with her emotional needs as a woman. I'm thinking, "What was her first clue?" I finally realize that nothing was going to happen that night, so I went to sleep.

The very next day, we went shopping at a big, unnamed department store. I walked around with her while she tried on three different, very expensive outfits. She could not decide which one to take, so I told her to take all three of them. She then tells me that she wants matching shoes worth $200.00 a pair to which I say OK. And then we go to the jewelry department where she gets a pair of diamond earrings.

Let me tell you. She was so excited. She must have thought that I was one wave short of a shipwreck, but I don't think she cared. I think she was testing me when she asked for a tennis bracelet because she does not even play tennis. I think I threw her for a loop when I told her that it was OK. She was almost sexually excited from all of this, and you should have seen her face when she said, "I'm ready to go to the cash register."

I could hardly contain myself when I blurted out, "No, honey, I don't feel like buying all this stuff now." You should have seen her face. It went completely blank. I then said, "Really, honey, I just want you to HOLD this stuff for a while." And just when she had this look like she was going to kill me, I added, "You must not be in tune with my financial needs as a man."

I figure that I won't be having sex again until some time after the spring of 2008.

Monday, September 06, 2004

Fcuk all accounting!!!

Fcuk the FASB! Fcuk the GAAP!

I hope all the accountants burn in Hell, in accelarated double-declining method at that! I hope all their assets turn intangible with ever-growing liabilities. I hope their balance sheets never balance with all their assets staging a revolt and joining the rival liabilities gang. I hope the tax department doesn't allow a single expenditure to be expensed. I hope their deferred tax vanishes into thin air taking their Capital reserves along with it. I hope @#$%^&( ......

DISCLAIMER: I am under a temporary state of hysteria following the grades in MANAC. I know the CAs are, in general, a very decent bunch and should not be blamed for their predecessor's crimes. But please humour me ........

Thursday, September 02, 2004


A baby boy was just born. He had all his pieces and looked quite normal, exceptthat he was laughing - laughing real hard. All the doctors and nurses wereexamining the little guy in front of his worried parents. He just kept onlaughing, his tiny fists all closed and tears rolling from his eyes. One at atime, a pediatrician unfolded his tiny fingers to check if his hand was allright, and guess what he found? ........................................................ The birth control pill !