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Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-70077478379243194892010-11-29T17:30:00.002+11:002010-11-29T17:36:10.532+11:00

I have some news to share. I am ON BENCH at work. In the last 5 years, this is the first time my ANNADAATA is not reaping any benefits of having me in its payroll. What a pity!!!!Well, that doesn’t mean I don’t have work to do at my workplace. I feel there is more work and pressure to cater for when you are not billable to the company. Part and parcel of being associated with IT organisation :)

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-14058675404179004032010-10-19T10:49:00.003+11:002010-10-19T10:59:05.302+11:00

I am just in love with this song and my iphone has this in repeating mode for nearly a week now. Search in the cloud could not yield successful results so typed the lyrics while on train to office. One of my asset and hence no thanks / reference provided to anyone else :). Please excuse my kannada - English translation mistakesTrack: Nannaya nalumeya lokakeMovie: Pancharangi (Kannada)Release: Sep

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Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-24825474113842554152010-09-13T14:32:00.002+10:002010-09-13T16:38:35.619+10:00

It was a festive weekend back home and to say the most obvious, I was not part of it. Yawnnn...Luckily, I did not have to work as was planned but for some irregular mail-checks/lookups in my office laptop. It wass a feeling with excitement and sadness when I talk to folks back home on a festival day. Elation of being part of the festive mood for few moments on the OFC cable and sadness of

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Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-23362602045766676862009-05-25T12:27:00.004+10:002009-05-25T14:24:54.199+10:00

Buoy o' buoy, every arteries from my heart are carrying the below questions on their way through my body and returning back with only answer – “(High) Performance. Delivered” J             - Have you ever felt the excitement of working on an activity for around 56 hours uninterrupted across different locations in a “command centre” like environment?              -  Have you ever shouted so hard

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-52397855616747703812009-05-08T15:57:00.003+10:002009-05-08T16:38:37.117+10:00

I landed in Melbourne last sunday evening and got back to rigours of Melbourne life from word go. Literally. Catch a cab from airport to office and work overnight. Non-stop 8-hour schedule from 10pm to 6am in the morning. Go home and crash till noon and again back in office. Welcome to pakkus centre for "101 ways to beat jetlag". That was one of them. Believe me, I had to work those hours, thanks

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-82890798203365663382009-04-17T11:49:00.002+10:002009-04-17T12:04:44.688+10:00

apun des jaa raha hai, woh bhi videsi babu ke vesh mein :-)Finally, my boss has agreed for me to go meet my offshore team in Chennai and spend some time with them. The timing would have been nicer if it was in march but any day will accept a sponsored trip back home. More so, if the boss is not around on the trip.Still remember those days which used to create noticeable buzz in workplace during

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1754706510796642702009-04-15T14:36:00.005+10:002009-04-15T15:26:27.609+10:00

On a lovely late evening enjoying the breezy weather, two relatively unknown individuals interact with each other for the fourth time(yes he did count) over phone. Although thoughts do not synchronise on either ends but at certain wavelength they do strike a chord. Just when the two decide to hangup. Him: Hey, its an easter weekend and am planning for 2-day roadtrip across the shores of Victoria.

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-14733738580762832462008-10-24T12:54:00.003+11:002008-10-24T12:59:13.887+11:00

Yet another potential smash-hit from the maestro, AR Rahman. This team the 'Taal' team is back to mesmerise us. And this particular song is been looping back in my iPod for almost a day. The song is elegantly sung by soulful Alka Yagnik. I reckon ARR always had a soft corner for kavitha Krishnamurthy(remember Dil Se, Taal etc.), this is the first time around it is Alka donning the microphone(am I

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-14025504462757187872008-10-21T10:52:00.004+11:002008-10-21T14:37:22.265+11:00

I am back and this time around there is an inherent push to pen my thoughts and keep this space updated more often. As every day seems to come packed with its own baggage, sometimes unzipping them leads to a smile while others to anguish.It has been around 9 months updated my blog and of late, quite a few moments have been accumulated to remember if not cherished. After enjoying the wonderful

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-13814273257958736212008-01-25T09:53:00.000+11:002008-12-10T22:14:13.637+11:00

Source: The Age, Melbourne"Tsonga Tsunami" - every other australian news daily carried a similar headline. Wow, take a bow at this man.If any of you happened to watch his semi-final clash with Rafaa, you would realise why Jim Courier at the end of the match stepped aside to

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-40052637662316293222008-01-22T13:17:00.000+11:002008-01-22T13:53:43.875+11:00

It truly was a sportive weekend!! Before I get into the world of sports in Oz, for a change, I celebrated a year in one country working for A company in ONE team. Considering my 'company-a-quarter' theory, this accomplishment truly deserves a party.Yippie, we WON at the WACA!! WACA? eh, WACA!!! Buoy, thats truly an achievement from the boyz and the uncles of our cricket team. Ninety percent

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-41303019190345076952008-01-14T15:31:00.000+11:002008-01-14T15:44:26.290+11:00

“I am back”In keeping with the tradition of this blog, was away for 2 odd months. Buoy, that is such an herculine effort. This time around I am not going to script any hospital stories. Huge applause from the (few) readers of this space, who were so ecstatic that they blew up more champagne bottles on the eve of New Year. Haan, belated New Year wishes to all you blokes.For the last fortnight all

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-9278786413474013622008-01-06T16:04:00.000+11:002008-12-10T22:14:13.785+11:00

_1_ F*** off you Buck for giving Rahul "OUT" today (06 Jan)

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-30559292079529152062007-11-08T12:26:00.000+11:002007-12-19T13:41:30.030+11:00

First up, belated warm wishes for Happy Diwali. Now that the festive mood is almost over, hope all you guys out there have put on some saturated fat in different angles of your body disturbing your body symmetry... juss kidding. For the exported "indian" sweets bought from nearby desi grocery store did not complement typical diwali sweets and savouries relished back home. My bad.. yeah!!Yeah,

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-58241955547995149112007-10-29T20:28:00.000+11:002008-12-10T22:14:14.682+11:00

Buoy.. I am getting into early late-20's. Should I start looking at the facial wrinkles(if any)? Should I focus more on the visibly dry areas on my head(if any)? Should I start researching about mens anti-ageing cream, which does more harm to facial harmful bacteria than the facial skin(if any)?Huhh… weirdo thoughts creeped into my mind as yours truly celeberated yet another birthday away from

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-26088657588484788882007-10-21T19:06:00.000+10:002008-12-10T22:14:18.142+11:00

For the last few weeks, have been exploring the smiling Rahul Dravid, for his dressing sense(off-the-field), which is so impeccable for the moment. Truly so, he has recieved many accolades from the fashion fraternity.Before I upload the images of our thalai, Happy Dusshera to all of you :-)Presenting the gentleman in his various avataars, only a best few from my repetoire: (due credits to Google)

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-25838804751994765092007-10-18T12:20:00.000+10:002008-12-10T22:14:18.272+11:00

Source: www.ibnlive.com You so look like them, damn you all freaking nutcase..

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-74914962790366093492007-10-16T20:41:00.000+10:002007-10-16T22:00:50.696+10:00

For the first time, I owe my abscence to my physical inability. Hurray, an achievement! Thanks to an accidental fracture to my right arm, which made my upper right symmetry immobile for such long time. To be precise, yours truly, succumbed to a spiral fracture on the distal right humerus. Sounds nasty, eh!!Uss kaali amavas ki raat, sunsaaan jungle ke beech raastein mein, merae dost logon ne aisa

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-49002410665601065372007-10-13T11:44:00.000+10:002007-10-13T11:52:47.090+10:00

Finalyy, I am able to post here. Although, this space needs to wait for a full-fledgedpost on my abscence for such a long time.Till, then, enjoy this funny Youtube Video, which triggered a "Who-works-better-in-IT?" battle with my dear friend. *Unmute your speakers*cheerios

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-91511902237514583662007-08-30T15:54:00.000+10:002007-08-30T16:05:30.183+10:00

It is around 3am in the night and I am still awake!!! For till midnight, I had the urge to be awake to watch cricket, but once Dravid got out, wanted to crash. Unfortunately, my eyes are still wide open and I am owling. Courtesy my friend, who freaked me out with all the stories of daemons from Mangalore. ‘Bhootha’s as they call in mangalore. Hopefully, she does not get to read this.Hopping on

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-17844185697371999812007-08-15T19:22:00.001+10:002008-12-10T22:14:18.447+11:00

aankhon mein base ho, kabhi rone na dena...

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-62085410301904744742007-08-14T15:46:00.000+10:002007-08-14T20:09:00.901+10:00

Finally, India has won a test series in England after 21 years. Well, I would have postfixed the before said with ‘under the able captaincy of Rahul Dravid’. But, after witnessing the Day 4 (session 1-2) proceedings at The Oval, felt that would be a misnomer.I have always been a great fan of blessed artistic batting skills. From the very young days of watching cricket, was a great fanatic of “

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-66364715626502604852007-07-25T12:32:00.000+10:002008-12-10T22:14:19.296+11:00

Everyday we step into our workplace; we are reminded of the days remaining for THE deployment. And believe me, those days listed are calendar days. So, for next quarter, the term ‘weekend’ would be a misnomer for us. No am not at all saying that was the reason for me not stepping here.So this time around my blogpost will not have any updates from the movie world. Because, I have become a Good boy

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-41228906144229033372007-06-16T20:57:00.000+10:002007-06-16T22:32:35.894+10:00

Yippiee.. I have finally conquered an unconquered territory. First Day First Show of none other than the ONLY SuperStar, Rajini-starrer. And that too for a magnum opus like "Sivaji". What a milestone!!!! ;-)Right from the day, the coup d'etat was announced by AVM studios, I wanted to watch this movie. Then, was in India and knew I wouldnt do a FDFS if I were to be in bangalore. Well its been a

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-57410691961286539682007-06-04T12:02:00.000+10:002007-06-04T12:24:09.618+10:00

This territory of mine has witnessed many posts scribbled about South-indian movies. But, none of them featured about a kannada movie. Finally, yep finally, I made it to a theatre in melbourne. No brownie points for guessing the movie. Its, Mungaru Male :-)All my dreams of doing an Aamir-Preity "Dil Chahtha Hai" just drained away into kalasipalya morii ;-) as I was escorted by my dost.For a while

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-59779193048587728682007-05-21T14:14:00.000+10:002007-06-02T11:08:15.852+10:00

What a month last week was!!!After spending 4 months in a domain which was as new as Himesh is to Gillette Mach 3, I am back to where I belonged to. Fortnight ago, my manager comes up and asks me to help the "ailing technical workplan". He does so with such great niche, I could not resist, moreso as it was my domain of expertise.From then on, its been all "ground-level" work compared to the

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-86171551602233192912007-05-16T15:27:00.000+10:002007-05-16T16:46:14.244+10:00

Continued abscence from this space has been linked with work or negligence to blog using my personal laptop. The latter seems to be the answer most times.Yesterday, browsing (read Orkutting) stumbled on one of those profiles which expects much more than ogling at the "Pictures" link :-). Thats only because as they say: Picture conveys thousand(s) words ;-)This individual has quit a decent-plush

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-16850104017928383672007-04-29T15:37:00.000+10:002007-04-29T15:47:18.764+10:00

Reading through my "Favorites Mail" archive, found few of them very very enticing. And a few quite mushy-mushy for public viewing..heheheheThis one has to be one of my most cherished mails. My first trip abroad way back in Jul - 04. The enthu and pleasure, I had in writing it for my friends back home was so intense. And yeah you can feel my pleasure in very small things those days. To be frank, I

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-71595396733513605822007-04-26T14:16:00.000+10:002007-04-26T14:31:09.654+10:00

Every weekend, I forget to change my mobile profile setting to "Ringing". Thanks to which, I would have missed quite a few calls. Over the last weekend, I did miss one. And after subsequent callbacks could not reach the person intended.Finally, the get-to-gether which was to occur over a weekend, concludes on a cold weekday late evening. Well, either of us did not know each other. We only knew

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-41824690839426702612007-04-25T10:54:00.000+10:002007-04-25T11:21:02.419+10:00

Public holiday amidst a week, does not act as a catalyst for an outing to Aussie Outback. The only option left out is to relax back at home experimenting on cooking or reading or watching movies or working. The least preferred is the last while the most preferred one is the penultimate.Whilst in Singapore, I had watched "Dalapathi" ( Maniratnam-Mamotty-Ranikanth tamil starrer)and was more

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-35564974860178849552007-04-20T19:54:00.000+10:002007-04-20T20:40:11.034+10:00

**dedicated to Anil Kumar, the only A of P3A, who from today would lose the bachelor tag and downgrade himself to be part of HIS OWN family** Dude,When I started writing this blogpost, I wanted to write one comical blog on you, same on the lines of Jaspal Bhatti's "Flop Show". Somehow, mid-way I felt am not doing justice to the post and the person yourself. So retraced myself.Have used this space

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-37057443389021809422007-04-17T11:37:00.000+10:002007-04-17T12:34:02.127+10:00

Yesterday, cosily sitting at home, was chatting(read as confrontation) with this female named, AB. The crux of the matter was another set of A's and B. That is, AbhiAsh and their proposed relationship. The chat which started as leg pulling (as she is a major fanatic of AB and me of Ash) against each others interest, slowly moved to a phase on why each other fantacised their star. To be frank,

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-69243933398246242062007-04-15T20:52:00.000+10:002008-12-10T22:14:45.751+11:00

Of late, close-in friends have been alleging that I dont blog about my weekend locomote. Last few weekends, when I did share trip snaps, few of them tipped "loafer ninna yaaru nodbeku.. send us only melbourne snaps" (Idiot.. we dont need your snaps.. we need melbourne snaps). I could sense even the dried up Cauvery water basin in mandya cry in my small eyes. Albeit, an exaggeration though.To be

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-19887175309546509452007-04-08T18:47:00.000+10:002007-04-08T19:00:41.915+10:00

It has to be one of the most awaited movie of recent times. And, finally the countdown has begun with official release of its music worldwide. Yep, it's none other than, AVM prouctions latest offering, "boxoffice darling" star director Shankar, music maestro AR Rahman, AND "Superstar" Rajinikant's latest flick to be released "Sivaji" - The BOSS. After a great hooplah on pirated music release, the

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-38337493556089732902007-04-01T17:42:00.000+10:002007-04-01T18:07:54.124+10:00

When I was doing my bachelors, I had this intricate nature of contemplating ideas within myself. I used to talk to myself, not literally though, wrangling about different dimension an idea can be nurtured in. People around me always used to think that I was reminscing the educational concepts. Well, the thinker was always active then.Those were just thoughts, I could not give a definite

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-44903189540661965112007-03-26T16:45:00.000+10:002007-03-27T13:45:27.377+10:00

It has been almost a month I religiously posted here. Yeah, I did post an one liner after India was defeated by a "minnow". Nevertheless, I shall not write anything more about Indian cricket. But, I was very disheartened, moreso as Rahul was the captain in the worst ever Indian calypso in the WC. Frustrated I was, came out of all the communities related to Rahul in Orkut. He truly does not

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-34114966023640696052007-03-18T12:48:00.000+11:002007-03-18T12:51:16.716+11:00

... jiskaa khoon naa khaulan khoon nahin paani hain, jo desh ki kaam naa aaye........

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-16480841465993070702007-02-27T11:42:00.000+11:002007-02-27T11:53:52.512+11:00

Over the weekend, my friend sent a mail with a huge attachment related to ‘Mungaru Male’. Now that cannot be the crux for this blogpost. Notable thing was, at the page-end of my Gmail account, it was cribbing ‘2890 MB used of 2920MB’.And pakku lets his small-marble like eyes to pop-out. Yikes, am seriously poor in exaggerating things. But, I was seriously concerned that my primary mail account

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-9217745528771305922007-02-18T22:13:00.000+11:002007-02-18T23:04:15.605+11:00

Its not that I have over-exhausted tamil movies, that I have shifted focus to telugu movies. But, yeah for now, I am relishing them. For all, not those typical gultee movies of Balayya or junior NTR blah blah.. Well I am not in any way degrading them in this forum. Its just that they are targetted towards a different mass. To be frank, I cant speak in telugu, but yeah when it comes to movies, I

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-46150175789236672122007-02-14T13:40:00.000+11:002007-02-14T13:59:13.551+11:00

Around noon today, one of my design manager (yeah, working in a functional consulting role is catering to different managers) asked me for luncheon and ignorant of my chicken-packed dabba, I oblige. And I felt my dabba was yelling “makkaar, dhokebaaz” in a typical agitated female voice from my laptop bag.In Aus work culture, having an individual luncheons with team is more a PR thingy.My manager

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-75063616484701841422007-02-12T12:27:00.000+11:002007-02-12T05:40:12.431+11:00

Standing in epicentre of an almost oval ground, gazing at the floodlights of MCG in the horizon and cursing thyself for not getting a cap to cover my precious portion of the body from the scorching sun, I was feeling a sense of excitement. Yeah, for the first time I was feeling what it is to play cricket in a proper artificial grass-laden pitch in Melbourne. To be frank, this was my first tryst

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-35205662436385153752007-02-08T12:12:00.000+11:002007-02-08T12:15:33.141+11:00

*Warning - major p3a rant*When we first met during our engineering days, my first thought was “why is he sleeping in the daytime?”…I am not sure what you had felt, yeah that’s pretty obvious now :-). Later meetings always led to an impression of “buoy, he does have an utmost liking for eating”. To this date, my thoughts havnt changed, may be the intensity could.To be frank, I never thought we

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-59480128420322414742007-02-03T17:24:00.000+11:002008-12-10T22:14:46.257+11:00

Intelligent people back home in bangalore, have gone crazy of a new kannada movie "Mungaaru Male" (Monsoon Rain). I hope I got that translation right :-). Nope its not the remake or dubb of telugu blockbuster "Varsham".Initially, pakku felt it was more like the craze of much-hyped movies like "Jogi" . But, when I read the rave reviews, was really shocked such a good movie in kannada was made

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1170130840984825142007-01-30T15:12:00.000+11:002007-01-30T15:20:40.996+11:00

Around 1.5 years ago, me was then a Software Engineer working in Top 3 Indian MNC* On subsequent code update based on the functional document changes*Me : hey jijin..jijin: yes mannMe: Really wonder what these onsite functional team are doing in Belgium, they cant even write a simple word document(supposed to be a functional interface design document)jijin: hmmm..Now...Pakku hoping that

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1170059384077262782007-01-29T19:21:00.000+11:002007-01-29T19:29:44.090+11:00

As if a immitation of this, Melbournes' most widely read evening tabloid carries out a Front Page coverage of the "Shilpa Shetty's Big Brother success"...Seriously you have gone places shetty gal!!!

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1169979273914623592007-01-28T20:56:00.000+11:002007-01-28T21:14:37.083+11:00

Way back in Wimbledon 2001, Round-16 match with then top seed 'Pistol' Pete Sampras and this new bloke on international tennis circuit, Roger Federer. I was a huge huge fan of Pete for his passion, "huh-hah" free tennis on court, almost-zero unforced errors and above all his energy-levels to play 5-setters. And this match of his was supposed to be his 100th win in Wimby , if he had won

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1169795686115726432007-01-26T17:53:00.000+11:002007-01-26T18:14:46.130+11:00

Mesmerised I was by the stunning music of Mani- Rahman combination, my iPod iteratively sang those seven jewels from GURU. Desperate for the video, I used to download all the available hi-res trailers into my ipod to watch it whenever I could.The week it got released, I had to fly to Melbourne and I just could not manage time to watch it with my P3A friends. After settling down here, finally I

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1169693032270549002007-01-25T13:40:00.000+11:002007-01-25T13:43:52.283+11:00

Strenous shifting/travel schedule in the last few weeks did not let me gaze in the news portals. Else, I am a daily visitor and do keep updated in current affairs. But, today morning when I did, I was in for a pleasant(?) surprise.One more mangie (am I being racist ;-) ) name gets into the international Yellow pages list. Yep, Shilpa Shetty!! I am not sure about the intricate details of the

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Getting jelled into a team which cultivates multi-culture facet, could be a nice challenge. And , I am going through one. Hardly a week into my new workplace, I am quite loving it. One of my wellwisher, while travelling from Singapore had quipped, "Try to avoid mingling in desi groups in overseas workplace". In Singapore, she was not comfortable when people spoke in hindi at clientplace and

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1169454332399246192007-01-22T19:13:00.000+11:002007-01-22T19:25:32.546+11:00

Finally.. I am back in this space *Sound of Drums*Last fornight has been almost like a fairytale(atleast for me). After packing my bags from (it was heavy one too-had to pay extra baggage amount) Singapore and with mosit eyes, yet delightful face stepped into bangalore. THank GOD, this time I did not have any issues in the airport and it was a smooth exit. Good omen :-)For all the little time(

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1167961634144137752007-01-05T12:44:00.001+11:002007-01-05T12:47:14.146+11:00

As days nearby for my travel back to Bangalore, to say the least, Singapore – I will miss you. For all the wonderful days I had here with you, be it personally or professionally, you shall be etched into my memories eternally.Blame it to my habit of going away from my dearest, I had to go on with my ambitions and dreams.But, the journey has to go on and I shall surely come back into your warm

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1167576947840417842007-01-01T01:40:00.000+11:002007-01-01T01:59:57.356+11:00

As seconds tickle past, here is me pakku, bidding adieus and cheerios for an wonderful year passed by. 2006 an year where I felt content, ecstatic with watever good thingsI did. If destiny were to give me a choice to live back the passed by years again, I would choose 2006 (so far in my life). Wonderful year, as I felt a lot of myself amidst grimaces of success(?). Well..just when the year is

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1167363548603952282006-12-29T14:06:00.000+11:002006-12-29T14:39:08.616+11:00

D (My first Manager here for 2 odd months): Hey P(r)akash Good Morning (people here hardly spell the letter ‘r’, you can just see my ears bleeding, when they utter Pakkassh.. ok don’t ROFL now)Me: Hey Very Good Morning… watsup? How are you doing?D: Heard you are flying back to Bangalore? *Goodness me, he still remembers my homeplace. Hail Bangalore!*Me: *News has spread. Nice* Nope, I have

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1167274083983499242006-12-28T13:41:00.000+11:002006-12-28T14:01:46.296+11:00

Few months ago, when my parents decided that we would perform “Bhoota Kola” at our hometown near moodabidri, I was very excited. Hence postponed the dates to last week of December, speculating that I would take Xmas and NY holidays to attend this function which was organized by us. The last time, we had done that was 20 years ago. I don’t remember much as I was only a small kid then. But, what I

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1167105818390400972006-12-26T14:54:00.000+11:002006-12-26T15:03:38.413+11:00

During the time when we were studying our Bachelors, then CM of Karnataka, SM Krishna, had once stated that “Bangalore would be Singapore in 5 years time”. This statement came, after his official visit to Singapore. In response to that, local MP of Bangalore Ananth Kumar, had ridiculed by responding “modlu bengalooru naa mangapura thara maadi” (Please make Bangalore atleast look like Mangapura).

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Yesterday night, happened to watch “Kabul Express”. I wanted to watch this movie not because it’s a product of YashRaj banner, but for Johnny baby and the cute american damsel(which was the highlight in trailors).As it turned out to be, it was quite an interesting 100 odd minutes. Well, interesting as there were no bollywood masala or songs or larger-than-life image portrayal of actors. More than

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1166678352202218442006-12-21T16:13:00.000+11:002006-12-21T16:19:12.216+11:00

Last few days, my “dear” company had asked me to tag along in a process called “Technical Interview”. Yep, you guessed it right. This is the ordeal where a moron like me would be cosily sitting in a 15 degrees monitored AC enclosure, trying hard to “fevicol” himself to the warm jacket, and imitates to judge the other person sitting miles (never know if they are taking the call in the rest room..

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1166583237408469972006-12-20T13:48:00.000+11:002006-12-20T13:53:57.423+11:00

Yesterday, reading SV’s excitement about his return from US, retraced my memory cells back to those lovely days. Memorable days they were and remain so eternally.Right after my first year in professional field, I started dreaming of flying overseas. My manager, whenever an opportunity was there, rightfully pushed me through the queue. But, the first one was a bitter experience. I was literally

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1166432591006635112006-12-18T20:00:00.000+11:002006-12-18T20:03:11.023+11:00

Gone by weekend had just the right ingredient of fun and relaxation. While, Sunday relaxed on the couch, Saturday was quite an affair. Our account manager had arranged for a team gettogether followed by a sponsored dinner. Yep, for a change :-)As decided, junta turned up as per the Indian standard time in Singapore. After, a round of moral-boosting talks by our “dear” manager, we were let out to

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1166371632309902702006-12-18T02:46:00.000+11:002006-12-18T03:10:12.343+11:00

Allah Rakha Rahman aka A.S Dileep kumar, ARR, is one such musician who is more of a magician kinds compared to those typical Bollywood music directors. At the start of 2006, if he rocked India with Rang De Basanthi, now its time for Guru. And this one from Guru, is just another masterpiece. A true salute by one maestro to the another, Nusrat Fateh Ali khan saab. My playlist just rotates

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1166156068951274512006-12-15T15:04:00.000+11:002006-12-15T16:29:15.603+11:00

*On a comical note* Last night chatting with “Rupen" Murdock, Pakku TV came into discussion.. He was more keen on getting it back on air. Well.. as you all know, my maiden venture had to be shelved down after my return from Nederlands, due to lack of time. Actually, this was the official reason given to viewers. Frankly, we had run out of funds, good mandira-like anchors and above all no company

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1165977603297338102006-12-13T13:35:00.000+11:002006-12-13T19:39:20.506+11:00

*Composed during random hours*After a gruelling six months of work in our clients’ place, we get to find out that they do have a “recreation club” within their IT building (note, it is not a huge sprawling campus as we see in western countries). May be our client thought of keeping this place away from people like us. So, there is a separate elevator to this place. We were shocked to notice this

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1165909421759142562006-12-12T18:38:00.000+11:002006-12-12T18:43:41.773+11:00

Pakku: *bang on the shoulder* Good Morning buddy!Prakash: Very Good Morning. I am sorry, but I don’t know you!Pakku: Hello.. I am youPrakash: whatever.. but I am Prakash, I cant be you…Pakku.. forget it buddy.. it is already 11 am, lets talk to my phunty!!!Prakash : No..I want to revalidate my deliverable…Pakku: What… why the heck is testing team for?Prakash: Code should always be bug-free…Pakku:

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1165822740079803192006-12-11T18:31:00.000+11:002006-12-12T02:02:43.176+11:00

Hopefully, my thoughts in this post would not be about what I studied (?) in “Professional Ethics” (do not remember the subject name properly) during my BE. This is one of the few subjects I remember from my BE curriculum. Simply because, the “phenomenal” internal marks I got without studying. My BE mates would elaborate more on this *wild laughter*Studies over, enter the professional bandwagon.

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1165214862934551792006-12-04T17:40:00.000+11:002006-12-04T17:47:42.950+11:00

No, it was not that typical test of behavior in front of the would-be brides’ family. As a matter of fact, am totally averse to sitting (either the girl or guy) in front of a huge family and being invigilated by them.The crux of the post is this new type of an Interview, which I had to undergo last week for a multi-national. They call it the behavioral Interviewing. This was the first of its kind

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1165157381113266062006-12-04T00:29:00.000+11:002006-12-04T01:49:41.856+11:00

Early nineties were when the popularity of greeting cards shone to max. During Christmas or New Year, Indian Postal department made sure that the greeting cards reached the destination appropriately on time, provided the sender gave them enough days to reach the destination.Riding on this success - “Archie’s" stretched its business to birthdays, wedding, anniversary, blah blah. After all, it was

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1164464317212262792006-11-26T01:16:00.000+11:002006-11-26T01:18:37.230+11:00

It was just about 7-8 months, I started my career with my first company. Those were the days, when staying late in office was fun. I was then assigned to a new project. Due to some reasons, one of the senior member of the team resigned, even before the work kicked off. It was then that a girl who had the same experience as myn joined our team.When my manager introduced me to this damsel, the look

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1164001456067040482006-11-20T16:35:00.000+11:002006-11-20T16:44:16.096+11:00

Typical startup lines - after a long hiatus back in this space. This time neither was I lazy nor was holidaying. It was totally to do with my work. Well, they say, never bring work into your personal life. Albeit, when my timesheet reflects a mammoth 60 hrs/week, I am afraid the last thing I can do is lodge a complaint with Ministry of Manpower here.Ok, let me stop cribbing, before I tag myself a

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1162782503391954022006-11-06T13:58:00.000+11:002006-11-06T14:08:23.410+11:00

Finally… finally the wait has ended. No I did not meet Trisha. How I wish!! The wait I am talking about is my rendezvous with New Asia BarYep.. spent the entire Saturday evening(only evening.. the pervert P3A please read it correctly) at the highest vantage point in Singapore located on Level 71 and 72 of Swissotel, foreseeing the (almost) entire Signapore. Woww..watta view!!! And when you have

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1162227042711765102006-10-31T03:32:00.000+11:002006-10-31T04:32:01.156+11:00

Late in the night, around 1 am, virtually visualising the fighting thoughts in my mind winning over my sweet sleep. Wonder why always damn mental thoughts win over the angelic sleep. To counter it, thought of scribbling something over here, which I have missed for the past few daysGoneby weekend marked my successfull 26th 'special' day after GOD felt I should be in this divine place. Well, it was

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Happy Diwali and a very prosperous New Year to all of you JOn a sultry weekend evening, forced my gang to join me for DON, courtesy of which at the end of the show, they literally threatened me at point-blank to either refund their ticket fare or let they call me DON ‘sarcastically’ hereafter. Considering the huge amount, I agreed for the latter. May be DON would be a dud, but I still love SRK…

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1160972764124181202006-10-16T13:39:00.000+10:002006-10-16T14:26:04.143+10:00

After a long time, had real fun watching hamaara des playing cricket match. No its not that they had a “thumping” win. But, for the company I had while watching it. Had helluva funtime with my ‘chaddi-dost’ *I don’t want to translate this*. Sunday evening- india playing in their homegorund punctuated with priayanka-SRK’s(she looks good sumtimes only sumtimes) appearance with loads of desi food in

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1160536385879806362006-10-11T13:06:00.000+10:002006-10-11T13:13:05.896+10:00

Last few days has been dull phase at work with few critical issues (Touchwood!). My manager aware of this wanted me to attend a meeting with a customer. Till date, I have never attended any project bidding meetings with customers. Ecstatic I was but also tensed that ‘why was a technical guy like me called to such a meeting’.There was this one big conference hall with huge white screen for

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1159840755336086792006-10-03T11:48:00.000+10:002006-10-05T11:00:25.623+10:00

Yet again, as the festivals shower my motherland, I am missing all the pomp and fun. For the third consecutive year, I missed ‘Ayutha Pooja’.Apart from gobbling up the different kind of sweet/savouries, the best thing I miss doing is washing my bikes.The 8th day (??) of ‘Navaratri’ will make sure that I am awake at sunrise. In whatsoever deep slumber I am!! Because I love my bike(s). This is one

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1159718862674494362006-10-02T01:35:00.001+10:002006-10-02T02:07:42.676+10:00

Eventfull week it was, both at work and personally. No, this weekend was devoid of any movie watching in theatres. Roamed around in WakeBoard World Cup 2006 and with some gadget-shopping finished off the weekend. But, thanks to my home theatre system, converted my living room into a dolby dts theatre(not literally). And I watched the same movies which I could have watched atleast 20-30 times!The

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1159157542367717182006-09-25T14:11:00.000+10:002006-09-25T23:57:14.013+10:00

“How many times have you felt let down by your own dear (??) friends?”For all, whenever I pose this to myself, I would not want to count for the fear of being termed an accountant. I am sure, it would have happened in everyone’s life. May be the intensity would vary.It is not like one fine day, you open up your eyes to visualize that the same people whom you cared for you are not there. But, it’s

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1159071427100906362006-09-24T13:48:00.000+10:002006-09-24T15:09:30.893+10:00

Around 1000+ crazy people had gathered at one place for sole purpose. They were uttering(shouting) only one name. They had converted the huge foyer into a rally. No it wasnt an election rally. They had all the adrenaline pumping slogans, mass response to every phrase uttered from one corner would resound on the opposite corner.Yep, it was the grand showing of STALIN- The Man for the Society. No I

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1158805994181826222006-09-21T12:30:00.000+10:002006-09-21T16:13:59.130+10:00

Till I joined my Bachelors, I was never exposed to computers. I used to hear a lot of noise within family circles, about various individuals going places just because he was a Software Engineer. I was not so keen about Software in my high school days. After my Class X results, first thing I did was I got an application for a Commerce stream in MES, Malleshwaram.Yep, I love numbers!! Then, what

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1158662803836139042006-09-19T20:40:00.000+10:002006-09-19T20:46:43.850+10:00

"Why does a girl utter the full name of the guy with whom she is angry?"Sounds as though reciting my passport details. *me still trying to deduce*with a thinking cap,Mr. PRAKASH Kxxxxxxxxxxxx

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In childhood days, whenever I was involved in a mischeiveous act, the sufferer would in a typical kids lingo lambast "be reborn as a chameleon" or whichever stuff they hated. Then I never used to think of all those. But now, sometimes I wonder what I would be if at all I am born-again. I am loving this life of myn, but still that "?" about what next after this lingers in my mind.Having brought up

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1158285299661410792006-09-15T11:28:00.000+10:002006-09-15T12:02:28.803+10:00

OK OK I am fine now.. after all its friday and to come out of all the shady thinking, preponed my deliverables by a day, so that I was extra occupied with work yesterday evening. The act of which made me work in office late. So, by today afternoon, I should be done with this weeks deliverable.I am eagerly waiting for sunday noon. Courtesy, this lassie has "promised" to spend time with me. Or

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1158224134521767602006-09-14T18:42:00.000+10:002006-09-14T18:55:34.536+10:00

{pre-cursor: as usual,boring boring post, just wanted to come out of myself} Have noticed variant ways of expressing gloomy sad emotions from people around me. Some people cry, some cry very hard until their block their nostrils; some just keep silent with their eyes stuck in one view, few just keep walking until they feel their legs, few finish a carton of Marlbaro in moments, few booze heavily

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1157941783974748162006-09-11T12:25:00.000+10:002006-09-11T12:29:43.993+10:00

Last few weekends have been an interesting affair. The latest one was no different. Finally, got a chance to laugh with Munnabhai. Much has been written and read of this movie. But after watching part-2, I would still vote for MB-1 compared to part 2.Lage Rahoo..is enticing, crowd-puller, funny has every ingredient to make it a sensational blockbuster. Still, for me Gandhi has always been hidden

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1157423527154655072006-09-05T12:24:00.000+10:002006-09-05T23:29:28.390+10:00

…when I first read about you in my secondary school days, I had this utmost desire to be you’re MAN. Then, you were truly out of my reach, courtesy all your nakhraas. When I first met you in my PU days, I was dumbstruck to see you. Then, you were a bit bulky. Never mind, being with you was sheer ecstasy.Then on, time passed by as did the increasing amount of traffic jams in Hosur Road. But, your

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The show-gathering which started of as a means to fear-off enemies during "Cold-War" days, as now transformed itself to a show-off to country residents. Yep, one such show has to be the "Air-Show"s. Yesterday, accidentally, I had been to Air show organised by Royal Air force of Singapore. Thanks to my friends, who diverted my attention to such kind of shows.While in Bangalore, I had so many

Pakkuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05191837402153692931noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8187277.post-1157072310944094572006-09-01T10:33:00.000+10:002006-09-01T11:33:51.306+10:00

I have noticed many of my friends/colleagues carry a teenie-weenie pocket diary having plethora of personal information, which when read by outsiders will lead to WW-III. The basic reason of carrying such pocket-diary as they say, it reminds them of birthdays. The unorganised guy I am, if I maintain one such diary in my bagpack, I am sure it will be lost before it serves the purpose.Previously, I

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First thing first, belated wishes on “Vinayaka Chaturthi”!! Hope we all are divinely blessed with those extra blessings in tasks we take up all this year(and coming years) along. Thankfully, the festival was on a Sunday. Aargh.. that was an ironical comment! Well, in India, we wish the grand festivals fall on weekdays esp. on Mondays or Fridays and now in vides, totally contradictory.Weekend was

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Time : Tuesday Around 10 PMPlace: WorkStation Mail snippet from client: .....GREAT Prakash. Thank you very much for your effort. blah blah.... Time: Thursday, 5 PMPlace: Workstation Mail to my Manager: .....Leaving early from office, as I am not feeling well, henceforth, not able to concentrate on work...... Time: Friday 8.30 AmPlace: WorkstationManager at my desk: "Prakash, Have you checked-in

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Its been quiet a while, I updated this space. Well, to be frank, I was not very busy at workplace, it was only that I was busy with the mundane things, a software engineer undergoes when he is out of his familys' warm cocoon. Since my roomie had to fly back to India without notice, I was left all alone in the whole apartment for the complete week and there is no signs of him yet. Now, if you

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Sitting alongside shores of the sea and gazing at the jumbo airliners landing on the lengthy strip of finely cemented track is an experience on its own. Moments I would be contemplating on the vastness of the waters until the airliners buzz with their audacious tenacity making me drool over humans intelligence. Well, thats how I spent my friday late night hours. While most of my colleagues

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As SG celebrated its 41st Birthday yesterday, with all the pomp and glory, I was happily enjoying my holiday along the shores of the sea. Tranquility and serene nature of water has its own soothing effect to my mind. This time around I was not alone, there was someone else. yeah yeah.. "gang of four" would be naughtily thinking about "her"as the other... No not this time!!An article in ET, caught

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Few year ago, in one of my mail-conversation I had signed off as "Missing you is cherishing the lovely moments we shared together as dear friends". Then, I am not sure if I wrote it because I felt that the words conveyed more or I really did feel so (I feel it’s the latter). Yesterday, I was at the receiving end! Not always in your lifetime, one gets to hear such words from people who have

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Every morning after reaching office, I surf through the net to get some gyaan about current affairs. Sometimes, the surf-time gets bit overtime. Thus, I decided to come to office atleast 30 mins earlier than the scheduled time. This gives me that extra time to bask over the net. Today, fortunately or unfortunately to increase mydegree of nostalgia saw this:Then on, I am drooling over that plate (

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Working at customer site, gives an opportunity to meet new people. While some faces makes you feel scared, some provide a sense of relief, few are worth bossing over, few are those which you respect, very few are those with whom who would wish to work all along. And there are very very few individuals whom you admire and try to get in touch with them.The boring mechanical routine that an IT geek

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The mechanical routine stuff going through my life for the last few days, made me feel kind of retarded over the weekend. I spent the whole of Saturday, drooling over what was wrong. Actually, could not figure out why the enthu had dipped down to an extent known to my self.Well, it was just those odd day when you feel cranked in this mechanical world and you realize the best thing todo is come

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Last weekend, in KL, I had my first rendezvous with discotheques. I am still not able to digest that I really did enter a place where there is more carcinogenic air compared to oxygen. Anyways, I did enjoy it, although happily sitting in a couch and pegging my colleagues to dance more vibrantly, while happily sipped my drink. Well, I did not have the courage to hit the dance floor. But, truly

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