horrible week...working till two in the night on a sick day...and then working late nights everyday till mid week to plan something, push something, negotiating with all and sundry to schedule it...get everything done, then find out the basics are not ready, and get ready to work all night long to get it going...2 hours into the work find out that everything just got cancelled.
confirming the fact 'if you wish for it strongly enough, it will come true'
anyways that was not ironic...this was
Irony 1 - sending the last mail for the week out, all ready to leave work and party hard...and find out ur application is down...(this happens quite often btw)
Irony 2 - the access door to the application is hosted on the application itself...how do you get in to troubleshoot??!?
Irony 3 - somehow troubleshoot and find out the application is fine, but you, the owner of the application, are the only one not able to access it...
just another day at work...thankfully this was not my day at work. but work is exciting, always, never routine, as i like it.
PS - personal post, life is ironical, if you can laugh at it, it won't sting that bad.
sorry for the terminology...can't describe somethings with the same impact without using the terms.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
work would be so much more fun...
if this would happen...
well a guy's confession, we all have our muses at work...
well not only at work, at the gym, at a party...sad as it is, it is a guy thing...
and i can guarantee this for most single guys.
but it does make life so much more interesting, you run to mundane work...
the video doesn't require a description, it captures the essence perfectly.
i don't posts videos, but this needs to be shown....
enjoy, and fall in love, even if for a short time. ;-)
Thursday, September 10, 2009
so have an eye infection...some kind of conjuctivitis...non communicable and doesn't need me to rest my eyes either...so can't take an off from work, not that i want too...wouldn't know what to do all day long.
anyways so had this for two weeks, was just being a lazy ass, am going to ahd so though will get it checked once there, but was up all night yesterday because of the irritation so finally went to the doc and was an experience...first a nurse checked my vision...then an intern, a cute intern did all kinds of stuff with my eyes. she almost pinched my eye lids off, everytime foxing me by tellin me to look down...well what the hell, she was cute.
anyways that done, i finally got to meet the doc...miss suzanne john...thought it was Susan, Suzanne was even cooler. was joking in the morning that if i do go to an eye doc, it has to be lady. can't have a guy stare into my eyes like that. anyways she was nice, motherly, said it was quite common, need to put three drops, four times a day for two months and to come back next May because the infection will be back...and i go what!!?!...something to do with Bangalore weather. have a cold and she its because of this weather, and i say no, its a side affect of sth and she asks what, and i sheepishly say...smoking and get a 10 min lecture on quitting. funnily, i keep on saying, i did, for six weeks, and even in my head i feel so ashamed...anyways...so have been telling people all day long about the experinece...was making a lot of fun about it.
the great mai says, when told that i was up all night, you could have gone to the emergency room, and i think, the thought of going to the doc didn't even come to my head. same with the time i had the accident, didn't even think i would go to the doc. guess pain has just become a habit, also maybe because of this incident that happened long time back, feels almost cowardly going to the doc and doing something about the pain...a very very idiotic macho guy thing. absolutely stupid, but most of my kind have it...
hospitals are such an experience...you see all hues and shades of life...very few happy ones. its one place where most people are not pretending...where most don't really care about what others are thinking of them. it intimidates everyone, i have seen people freak out when they go to hospitals, the smell, the chaos, especially if ur the one who is being treated, u feel so vulnerable.
one thing i have learned, if someone needs to go the hospital, go along with them, how every minor the thing is, how ever tough the person is, it always helps if someone is alongside.
and all the people who know me...if its in Bangalore, take me along. i am getting pretty skilled at this, i was counting and i have spent 14 days in the hospital just with others, have been to the manipal emergency room accompanying someone 5-6 times...i am good at it. and a very very patient guy, pi and dude can vouch for that. so need someone to accompany you to a hospital, give me a call.
anyways long post, just felt like writing.
my right eyelids paining...damn the cute intern
ps...the title is just something andie said today when i was joking around abt flirting with Suzanne the doc...
also this thing about blr weather...its nice weather...very pleasant, rains every now and then, and beautifully, short showers, lasts 15 mins, always between 4-6 and leaves the weather all cool and rainy...but then its not good for you health, half the people i know have allergies and sinusitis because of it...and body pain. its kinds of two faces, attracts you with the nice pleasant weather, but gives you all these ailments...if you know what i am saying!!!
Friday, September 04, 2009
parents of people my age are somewhere close to the end of their working lives, close to going into retirements, close to turning 58, the mandatory retirement age in India. Whether they want it or not, whether they are capable of working more or not, retirement is something everyone has to face. for some its just a status (retired hain), but statuses, as i have learned, affect your head more then you would want them to. even if you don't feel it, a status might start making you believe it.
anyways retirement is a transition, a transition from one phase of life, a phase full of responsibilities, of tensions, of taking care of ur loved ones, to one in which there are others who take ur tensions, ur responsibility. the roles get reversed.
most of us, who are middle class, have parents, dad's atleast who worked hard through their lives and came up from no where to somewhere. their top priorities, their only priorities were their family, giving them a good life. no other ambitions, even those they had were so that they can give their families a better life. they gave up all their hobbies, all that they wanted to posses, their friends, so that their sons and daughters could explore more, could possess what ever they wish for and could go places where they could meet more people, make more friends.
and now, when they have achieved what they wished for their sons and daughters, now that their sons and daughters are grown up and busy in their lives, and now that they are not responsible for their children, they don't know what to do with their lives. they don't have any hobbies, they don't have any dreams, its too late for that now, and they don't really have any good friends left. because their world was their family, its like they lost their world.
and their sons and daughters who they gave up everything for, have moved out, have their own lives. what do they have left for them, be happy with the fact that they gave their children a happy life. i don't wanna grow old...
There is also a perceived power shit. the sons and daughters become the decision makers, starting living a more independent life. they also now know that their parents are not always right, that their is a generation gap, and somewhere, without even knowing, they don't give as much importance to their parents opinions, forget letting them make the decisions. well understandable, but what does that do to the parents.
parents who till now were in control, suddenly see others taking control of their own lives. and this scares parents. makes them feel less important, and ultimately, hopefully never, but sometimes worthless.
i think its more because India itself is in a transition phase today, where our parents lived in the tradition world where joint families were the norm, and today we are living in a more westernized world where children move out, so parents expectations are very different, and how their mind is conditioned is also very different, its condtioned for their children to live with them, and them taking care of the children and then the grand children. children and grand children want a more independent life.
blame it on times that we live in, will be the easy way out. don't have answers though...
there is no conclusion here...i am just stating whats happening, don't have a solution. i have seen some parents move on, living their own lives, getting into spirituality or charity or getting some hobbies. some move from one son's home to another' 6 months here, 6 months there...they make their peace.
i guess everyone does it, everyone lowers their level of expectations, fragments their dreams, and stays happy with a smaller piece, lower expectations. but then what would be ideal here, what would be perfection...i can't figure out.
there has to be a PS: a lot of my gen and a gen after me have a dream, to retire by the age of 40...what the fuck??!? i ask them what then, and they tell me, we'll do some farming, live a relaxed life. go on vacations, enjoy family time. again what the fuck...retirement for me in its true sense is not having any more dreams, not have anything to live for, anything to work for. and in that case, for me, i would rather die then retire. because there is nothing left in life after you retire. enjoy life..., savour the fruits of what you sowed...bs. if you are not moving forward, ur still...and stillness is just another word for being lifeless. better die.
i don't want to retire, ever...i'll be 22 forever...i wish!!!