Its such a small world

Why this post?Why at this point of time ?What is the significance of the post?

Please save your questions till the end of this post.You can always post comments.


**************FLASH BACK***********SPIRALS ON THE SCREEN***********************
4 years back , Saagar was busy ditching his friends and loving a girl with his whole heart all the time.

Ah..loving and ditching..they always go hand in hand.... 4 months later he was doing the same , but the love was for his friends and the ditching part--saddest story in his life... don't want to publish it here to hurt him...

Does this sound familiar to anyone here ?Especially those who have been in touch with a fat Intel guy at any point of time in their life? If yes , then you are at the right place and YES , Saagar is that pathetic guy .

Saagar had a tough time.Thanks to all his friends , he found it even more difficult to move on , because in each and every conversation , they used to bring up this tragic love story..But our guy was not a coward , he faced the situation with all that he had , only to end up in a lonely world (Read lonely as 'DUDES only world').He pursued the girl to get closure , but all his efforts ended in vain.

Somehow , after 3 years , he found a new path and was slowly finding his way to the society.His friends were still with him .He tried to improve his life by having tequilas , beer , vodka etc etc. He even tried smoking once .All credit goes to trichy kaathalan...

By the end of 2011 , he had forgotten the name of the girl , her friends , her family..bla bla bla...By the way , her sister gave birth to a boy in Dec 2010 and by this time , Sukanya was not in her friends list , which meant they were fighting for some reason.


2012 saw the dawn of a new era for him .He stopped boozing and was pretty much clear about what he wanted in his life.As always, he was working hard by sleeping a lot , eating less and spending a lot of time on phone calls with his friends
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wait wait wait..so why the title Its such a small world....Read along..

So by the end of August , Saagar was back at his native place , this time to bell the CAT. His relatives came to see him all the time .After all, they love him a lot.There were questions on his present life , present job , present status etc etc...Again bla bla bla

Then came the SHOCK OF his life.

************************************PRESENT DAY********************************

Saagar was checking his Facebook account.He was surprised to see that many girls from his batch still haven't added him as a friend,even though they were adding others..
he was confused and checked his cousins account...even she hadn't approved it.Wait a sec..She got married?That too to a guy with that kind of moustache .Unbelievable........what..this guy looks familiar..is he the same guy who...............yes its him..........Oh god........she found only him to marry?Thank god, I didn't attend the marriage..or......

when i would have gone to meet him on the wedding , he would have used the same Hindi gaalis that i had to hear 4 years back for troubling his cousin..


this would explain why the friend request is not accepted till now.....

Mooshik Stree phir se Mooshik stree ban gayi...(gaya..watever)..here my ass is on fire and u ppl are mocking me on my hindi skills!!!

Moral of the story..
The world is too small for someone like Saagar to disappear, no matter how deep he chooses to sink.

PS:Ended this post abruptly as I am aware of the consequences of such a post.Apologies

PPS:To all mallu friends --Illa , ente manasill veendum laddu pottiyilla...

10 lessons

Lesson 1 :You should never buy gifts for your relatives ,most importantly at the same time.#Comparisons

Lesson 2 :Never attend your school classmate's wedding.#Monu, ninte cuteness okke poyeda...

Lesson 3: keep secrets to yourself .#Friends#Daaru#Maanahaaani

Lesson 4 :Never tell your friends that you are in love #My experiments with truth

Lesson 5: Never tell a girl that you like to listen to her worries. #Missile barter

Lesson 6: Never hack any ones account # criminal case#police station

Lesson 7: Never search for a girl in facebook # Mutual friends #Alavalaathikal

Lesson 8: Never go to a concert which offers free entry#Chances of seeing some of those beloved faces=More!

Lesson 9: Never expect a girl near your seat in a train or bus #Orikkalum nadakkatha swapnam

Lesson 10 :Never make your manager unhappy #Cute girl who comes to office will go with ur manager while you have to deal with syamalaaas, gomathis or thankammaas

No one killed Me-Director -yours truly

But I dont have anything to write....

31st December 2010.

Jose Prakashettan , Sakhavu Varghesettan and paavam Sasi were at Koramangala infront of Jimmy s Beer parlour......They had big plans for the night...Sakhavu wanted booze ...Sasi wanted food..Josettan wanted both...And all three had another thing in their minds also..(Orikkalum nadakatha manoharamaaya swapnam).....

They saw the crowd inside the parlour..The only table which was vacant was the one near to the entrance....which was disappointing...So Josettan ( aka Gafoor.....Dubai kaanikkam ennu paranju eppolum Madrasil kondu pokunavan) drove to another pub..H30 @ Domlur...They were standing near the door when they saw two girls walking out..The waitor said "1500 per head..No discounts..Unlimited food and Beer."..Ooru thendikalude keesayilenthu kaanan...Kuttikyaayirikumbol thanne vellam adikkaam ennu theliyicha Kunjappane manassildhyanichu kondu Sakahavu flashed a note of Gandhi...Ettilla......Absolut vodkayum djinnum okke adikkamennu karuthiyavarkku thetti..Oduvil parippuvadayum kattan chaayayum kondu thripthipedendi varumo ennu samsayicha nimishangal......

Sakhavu had his own contacts there..Luckily they got 3 seats at Hotel Nandhini..(Athe..pachariyum pappadavum kittunna sthalam)...As usual veendum thenju...Aake kittiya seat aa hotelil vayattathu adichu paadi kondirikunna Yesudasante aduthu...Yesudasan kittiya avasaram paazhakkathe thudangi----"Chora veeena mannil ninnu ......."..Sakhavu started dancing as if it was a MJ number...He stopped only when the bearer came with the menu...Sasi ee samayamokke hotel arichu perukuka aayirunnu....Josettan sheelayumaayi msg chatilum busy aayirunnu...Athu thudarnnu aa kunthrandathinte battery theerunna vare..Ithinidayil theetta matsaram aarambhichirunnu..

Ooruthendikku onam bumper adicha pole oru family....one uncle one aunt and two young girls...adutha table il vannirunnnu...josettan thante T shirt ile podi thattan thudangi...Sasi paambu aakaan thudangi...Sakhavu shirt okke pantinakathakki "Uncle..I am karthikuuuuu" ennum paranju number idaan thudangi...Uncle and aunty were not interested..They were in their own world....3 perum disappointed aayi oro beer order cheythu..(EDIT--Sasi beer kudikilla..red wine order cheythu)...

Ellam kai vittu poyi ennu karuthiya neram appurathe table ilninnum kilinaaadam

Girl 1---

U know,,,Mallus are so good looking..They are talented..They are literate...Kerala has the highest literacy rate...Blah blah blah.....

Ithokke kettu 3 perum njetti..Thangale pokki parayunathil alla....Malayalikal aayirunittum ithonnum avarkku ariyillayirunnu.....


Girl 2--

Yes yes...

.And she winked at Girl 1.


Appolekkum mayangi irunna Sasi chaadi ezhunettu...Kaivasamirunna Cooling glassum okke vechu...Ingane simple aayi dress dharikunavare penkuttikalkku ishtapedille..dont they like enna bhavathil irippaayi....JOsettante nottam aa ammachiyil aayirunnu....Sakahavu aakatte,ethu number irakkanam enna aalochanayilum....

Ippol muttamippol muttam ennnu karutiyirunnu moonnu perum....(Ee samayam pandorikkal narthakimaare kaanan poyathu Sasikku orma vannu...Sasi serikkum sasi aaya samayam..Annu thecha Kunjappan koode illa ennathu aaswasam).....Samayam nokki 11 45...3 perum kozhi irachi thamashakal paranju chiriichu marikunnu.......

*****15 minutes kazhinju******

Penkuttikal ippolum malayalikale pokki parayuka aayirunnu...Avasaanam dhairyam sambharichu Sasi ezhunettu munnnottu neengi....Odi chennu Uncle ne ketti pidichu-----Happy new yr uncle...Happy new yr ....Kittya chance paazhakkathe Josettan odi Auntye ketti pidikkan munnottu neengi...But unclethadanju.....Avar bill um koduthu irangi.....Pokunna samayam thirinju 3 pereyum nokki.....penkuttikal paranju....Athe chettanmaare.NIgalkonnum ...Mother ..sisters onnumille..Matram alla...Oru kaiviralinu matramentho thalarcha badhichathu pole kaipathi ellarem kaanikukayum cheythu....

*********1 minute******* Elllaaaarum sthambhichu nilkunnu...



Sasi nilavillkkan thudangi..Kaathirunnu kittiya chance kalanje..
Josettan---------ENnalum aunty miss aayi
Sakhavu---ENikku pengalmaarilla ennu avarodu parayaamayirunnu....

Pinne onnum nokkiyilla,,,,,,Thapassirikkan 3 perum car eduthu malanirakalilekku neengi..(Nandi hills ennu thiruthi vaayikuka)


********SUBHAM*************************


Angane oru varsham koodi..........Theyappedaaan Sasi jeevikunnu........Ee chanthuvinte vaka elllarrkkum nava vatsara aashamsakal......

I love strawberries.......

Going to a shopping mall and coming back empty handed...Thats what happens on a weekend...Gopalan Arcade is just 3 kms away from where I stay....Since I dont have any classes on weekends,this is the only way to kill time...there are 4 of us..we wont miss a chance to visit this mall....Last Saturday also we were there...But this time,I didnt return empty handed...

We were checking the new samples that were there in the STAR bazaar....I was busy advising my friends not to buy any products...To support my arguments, I took a packet of tamarind..MRP was 63 Indian rupees...I said-"See...This is something that we get for free at our place...We can even see our people even wasting it...Now here,these people are charging 63 rupees for it...Why should one buy it"...To strengthen my arguments , I took another packet of Strawberries..And when I turned it upside down to check the MRP, the whole thing fell down and soon people around me were playing football with strawberries....I looked around for my friends..But they were not there.....With utmost patience,I found out every piece of it..when I was about to place it back on the stands, one of the employees came ..With a smile in my face, I said--"Bhaiyya..kisi ne giraaya tha...." He said..."Makane...Ee kali ennodu venda..Maryadakku sadhanathinte vila thannittu poykko".......the girls who were near me started laughing...I dont know how Kannadigas understand Malayalam.

I said : Chetta,..Ithu pack cheytholu....De appurathu irikunna aaa imported Fuji aaple um koodi Oru kilo eduthekku...Fruits kazhikkuanthu aarogyathinu nallathaanu..Athu potte....chetante naadu evide enna paranje?,,,

He was not interested....He packed all those things and gave me a bill of 200 rs....Still the girls were laughing....As I got out of the bazaar,, i saw my friends waiting outside...One asked : Where were you? We were looking for you....Ah..You bought things....What happened?......

Mallanmaar..Nambaane kollilla....With that in my mind I said....I read somewhere in the paper that its good to have a strawberry and an apple daily....you people should also try.......


PS:I wanted to post something and what else would I post while eating this imported FUJI apple..,

Thank you

IT company Boss = Person travelling in Limos and wearing  suits. Crorepatis of course..

That's where the company I work for, is different . We are lucky/unlucky too see them around us when having lunch/ tea. 

It was that kind of an occasion .  Our team was celebrating the successful completion of Phase 1 of our project.So this Boss,  was standing there shaking hands with everyone .I too was desperate to shake hands with him. I started preparing the "speech" that I was supposed to say to him while shaking hands.

It was my turn now . I walked forward and gave my hands to him .It felt great to be with a successful  entrepreneur.And I totally forgot what to say .

He said :I am Mr X .(X-His name)

I was so wonderstruck and replied : "Thank You " .

X : What? Thanku? 

Me : Yes..

By the time the word got into his ear , I was pushed forward by the girl standing behind me(A mallu.she was laughing at   my blunder).  I realised  what I had just done .But the event had started which meant I had had to wait . 

I tried  to stand as close as I can get to him .After rendering a small speech about the history of the project,he cut the first piece of cake.Every body applauded .He saw me there and said. 

Hey Thanku , why dont you help me in dividing the cake ? Everyone was looking for Thanku ,when he came towards me and forced me towards the cake . All burst out into laughter .I was embarassed .And I made a false story and tried to explain how I got this name.       But mallu girl----I hate her---:D...She  shouted out the truth . And I was truly embarrassed .

Now whenever I walk in towards my cubicle ,I can hear people laughing and murmuring behind my back --There goes our hero Thanku...

One more nick name ...:(

A tribute to Malayalam films

July last week ....Citibank 's mail says


Dear Citibank Customer,

Thank you for banking with Citibank. We are pleased to provide
you details pertaining to your Citibank Account.

As on 26-JUL-2010, balance in your A/C No. XXXXXXXXXX is Rs 02.95. You can withdraw upto Rs 02.95..!

I was pretty hungry . I checked my wallet .Nothing other than a plethora of bus tickets ..

With all the courage I had then ,I went inside the restaurant and ordered an egg biriyani .



The bearer served egg biriyani which had a nice aroma.I was on to it in a flash .I didn't even think about the piece of paper that was handed over to me in the midst of finishing that meal.

Suddenly Kdaaak.......I screamed in agony .I became the converging point of the lines of sights of all people present there ... The bearer ran towards me anxiously as I removed a piece of bone from my mouth ..Eurekaaaaaaa.......

I shouted at him .....The manager came and apologised.....I ran towards the wash room and made a lot of noises . When I came back ,the manager was waiting for me with a piece of paper .

I took my wallet from my back pocket when Manager interfered - "No need Sir . Don't make this an issue .We are extremely sorry for what has happened ..and then handed over to me the tissue paper he was holding.

I gave them an angry look and walked away from them as if I was annoyed .

"Mandanum poyi pottanum poyi ...Boatumkitti ailasa....."

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PS :
KunjiKrishnan - Raamendra, Nee roadil kidanna pattaye ....

Ramendran --Athe...roadil kidanna patta engane ente platil vannu..managere vilikku..

Email trouble

Any good looking girl in our company is a celebrity .If that girl is a malayalee , its double dhamaaka .This girl , let me call her Sangeetha . Sangeetha is my college-mate .Four years ago, the author was behind Sangeetha's best friend , but he never noticed the hidden beauty in Sangeetha.( Screw my friends :( ) Now who knew , that she would turn out to be a gorgeous one .Now, due to the cold war between the author and the girl , they never even talked .( Author has tried many a times , but the girl never acknowledged his existence ).

As she is a pretty thing , many people have a crush on her. If rumours are to be believed ,if in any discussion someone uses a word remotely similar to her name , the no: of person/sq metre in that area ll quadruple within milliseconds . If she makes even a passing smile at a guy , he ll soon become a celebrity too and undoubtedly , the nemesis of all others .

Her birthday was here .May be due to the work pressure , no one realised that . But the author , I tell you , is a very smart guy , remembered this very well . Since he didn't have the guts to talk to her , he mailed her with all the interested parties bcced.

Soon my inbox was flooded with mails .Every mail had only one question -"Did she reply ? ". Taking advantage of this situation , he only framed a reply mail and forwarded it to all the parties saying that he had got it from her.Soon he started getting phone calls ,SMSes . Many had sent death threats too. Many people apologised for their rude behaviour towards me . Many offered gifts . I thought , finally my world has changed , that too with in 5 minutes .

Satans! I hate them .One of them didn't like my instant rise in the graphs and wanted to make sure about the authenticity of the mail .And one of them sent a copy of the mail to the girl itself .

Author came to know about this very late . as late as when he was making the final strides to the throne .

She is a pretty thing ,but we all know how wild she can get . To aggravate the situation , those who got drunk after seeing the mail i forwaded them , are planning to spread all kind of news like ,the author is a casanova (Dude, WTF) .Half a day , thats all it took for me to become the CASANOVA who had "6" girl friends already! Hello...

So what next ? Whistle blower ?


PS: The author proved that he is still a big name in the "Information Technology" industry . Daddy is Home!

Duh!

Boss : Adam, I need your contact number.
Adam : Ok .My cell number is ********** .

Boss : You might have to come to the office this week end .
Adam : No problem ,boss

Boss : Give me your secondary contact number .I know what you did last time when I had asked you to work on a weekend.This time your idea wont work.

Adam : Last time ,I had lost my cell phone .I found it only on Monday morning .Actually I had left the phone at my office desk only.

Boss : I believe you,totally!But still , what if your mobile disappears on Friday night ?
Adam : Boss , you have to trust me. I am totally committed to my work.

Boss : Don't waste my time.
Adam : Ok.**********.You can use that number. Its my room mate's.

Boss : What's his name?
Adam : R-E-N-O-O

Boss :Aha, live in relationship ?Now i understood why you had diarrhoea last Friday!
Adam :WTF?

Boss :Renoo !!
Adam :Its a male!!!!!!!

Eesomisihaaykku stuthi aayi irikatte!

I am part of 3-4 communities in my company, of which I work as the operations manager of WP .Daily we send two words which are not so common in English to all those who have subscribed to the community daily mailer. We also conduct quiz competitions . One such event is the subject of this topic.

K and I were busy preparing the questions. We were organizing this event for the newly joined batch.

One evening, when we were almost done with the questions..

K: Dude, What about the prizes? Shall we put some money from our pocket for the prizes?
I No way.. The company doesn’t pay us well. Now you want me to spend on something unnecessary .
K: But it’s a competition and so we have to …..

I: As you know , even though our community is the largest and the most active community in the company, we don’t get any funding from the company. So if we have to give away prizes , we ll have to find our own ways
K: We ll ask the boss,the head of this community.
I: Nice. for once , you used your brain.

We sent a mail asking his help in resolving this problem

Now this boss ---One of the coolest guys around, involves in each and every activity within the company, Even though his proficiency in English is below par, he somehow managed to become the head of this community.

He replied back immediately saying that we would have to talk to the person who is in charge of the new joinees. We wrote a mail to a lady who managed the day to day activities of the new joinees. She asked us to discuss the issue with a lady , who assisted her .

Now this assistant and me had passed out from the same college. To be frank , she is gorgeous! Only problem is that she is a”haaalelooya” type..I vividly remember one of those times , when I tried to start a conversation her. I asked her some thing then And she started singing something like karthaavu….ivan….nallathu..etc etc….I didn’t get the answer ,but I confirmed, she is a crack .(She reminds me of Inzamam Ul Huq)

As our boss is a panchaaara , he sent her mail regarding the issue..K and I were in the loop.

Hi …….,

For the quiz event , we want to make sure that the campus welfare fund is utilized to buy the prizes. K,H and me want to “bang” you on this………………………………........................

Regards,
P
(I am pretty sure that the mistake was unintentional)

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Even though P made the mistake ( he still doesn’t know about the difference between the words ) , I was the one who had to suffer . Before the event ,whenever she saw me , she used to smile. .After the event,she murmurs something which I am sure is from the holy book of Malayalam theris and not from Bible


PS: No wonder , why he is the boss and I am the Operations manager!!!!!!

Njammede veetil ee poocha keroola

This post is not about the great Takumo Sato.

September 7th 2008

Devdas was staring at the sky , counting the number of stars and was wondering why there werent any with him..A call came from a person after a very long period which started the end of cold wars they were having between them..

L-Da,CAT?

Devdas----CAT?

L: Just try...Its better than counting the stars.

Devdas - True..But ..mmm? Tomorrow is the last day to buy the application forms.

L: Do one thing...After waking up tomorrow morning, you should go to Axis Bank , Rajaji Nagar Branch and buy one application form

Devdas :Ok .I ll do that..

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Sept 8th Morning

Devdas was seen standing in a long queue for the application form.There were nt any left in that branch.He returned disappointed..He thought of counting the stars again that night..

Devdas is a loser(mediocre wont be apt) But his dad is a great person.On seeing his son s disappointment , he called someone at Kozhikode and asked him to buy one form from IIM itself.

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Sept 10th Morning

When devdas woke up , he saw the 1400 rs form lying on his table...

SO devD got the form..NOw what..

Fast fwd to November 10th

Location ---Dobu 's house(Dobu--the only dog in the world which eats Idly Vada Sambar Chutney)

Thats where the three met..

As usual--There were less brainstorming sessions and more gossips..

With one weeks training DevD felt better and even though He wasn't sure abt his preparation levels, this venture helped him a lot in his life.

January-------2009 @ Pune

A called DevD..--Da results are out..Check your score...
Dev checked and was surpised to see 83 percentile..Eventhough he was not sure about how good/bad that score was, he felt happy...Ok..with 7 weeks training , I got 83..So if I had got 5 months training--HE started counting the stars again, this time the stars in his mind!!

Fast fwd again----2010 May

R and A were pestering Dev D to appear for Cat again.Dev also thought along the same lines.SO after a lot of debate on whether IMS , TIME or CL is better, Dev joined IMS...In the diagnostic test , he got 86 percentile..He felt good and told himself---Good..You havent lost touch :P...

Dev liked the classes and was very keen to test his abilities on SIMCAT1.

D DAY

he was very confident as he had practiced free kicks and penalties the previous day..With half slept mind and body he reached the venue.Ah..these many for this exam.He kept himself under control remembering Arjuna s exam in Mahabharatha (where he had to aim at a bird'd eye and guru asked him to concentrate only on the eye rather than thinking abt other things)

3 days after the D day..He checked the results in the website..

Today--Devd was found seated on the terrace and counting the stars...He was uttering "Ee poocha njammede kayyil othungoola"

As usual, thenju!

Sunday June 6th .

I was at Jayanagar 3rd block. To be precise, seated on the first bench @ Vijaya College trying to learn the basic concepts of mathematics .It was my third class .And I was not feeling comfortable coz of the absence of the two girls who were present on the first two classes.
The classes would be till 6 30 p.m. And I had a bus to catch at 8:15 from Madiwala. Frankly speaking, my geographical sense is on the negative side of the number line. I asked one of the rude guys sitting near to me in the class :”Bhaiyya, yahaan se Madiwala pahunchne me kitna time lagega?”

He stared at me and replied:”Why are you wasting your Hindi. I can understand English”
And then started giving me a lecture on how skilled he is in different languages. After some 10 minutes

Rude guy:”I don know .I travel in my motor bike”

Me:*stumped*

Time: 6: 35 p.m.

I ran towards the watchman. And I saw three of them! It reminded me of the 3 monkeys.
When asked, three gave 3 different answers.
Monkey 1:”yahaan se left chalo.junction se 201 bus pakadkar madiwala jaao
Monkey 2: Right lelo .25 number bus pakado
Monkey 3: college ke piche ek gate hai.udhar se jao aur koi bhi bus pakado.7th cross tak jao.aur wahaan se bus milega!

Me- wtf *Again stumped*

I decided to try my luck with the third guy s opinion. And soon I ended up in a deserted bus stop.

A bus came like this.

I had no other choice. I got inside through the front door. And I started hearing abuses (?) in Kannada from the ladies .I was helpless. I started cursing the person who designed these buses!

I got down at Wilson Garden. I checked for my wallet, gold chain and mobile. In 2 minutes I got a bus to Madiwala.

I was standing on the foot board. And damn, my bag got stuck while the driver tried to close the door. This meant, I had to share the 4 sq cm area with three other people.

First thought that flashed in my mind
What if, finally an F 20 comes and sits near me in the bus to Cochin!

I tried to stay as clean as possible. While doing that, I heard some new variety Kannada abuses! Even the conductor was saying something. I didn’t care .At last when I reached Madiwala, I was drenched in my (other people‘s too?) sweat.

Had no difficulty in finding the travel agency. While giving the print out of the ticket, I searched the office for the register containing the seat number and passenger details, but could not find it.

I walked to the near by mallu restaurant and ordered something to eat. That place was full of mallus and three empty chairs gave me company!!! .Every other table was occupied.

In between one girl came, and asked me whether the other three chairs were reserved for anyone. I said no and within 2 minutes, three pandi girls were sitting with me. I looked around, surprisingly I found that all others in the hotel were looking at me.These pandi girls were shouting like anything and I sat there helplessly.

And “idivettiyavane paambu kadichu ennu paranjaal mathiyallo” …One of my friend(?) ‘s cousin saw me in this situation! Period!

I hoped for the best in the bus, but as usual, it was a guy near me. (He snored so loudly that I couldn’t t sleep)

On reaching home, I tried to vent my frustrations on a friend (?) by commenting on his recently uploaded pictures in a social networking site .Result- I was deleted!

I got numerous calls from office and I couldn’t spend one minute in peace.

That’s it- One hell of a day!

PS:I never wanted to post this.Would have been another one in my drafts

Adventures with passwords

In a corporate office, where we have to work as a team , where we have to give up our personal space and have to work together as a unit, you should keep passwords which make some sense or rather you should nt keep “PGP encrypted" passwords(if u know what i mean).....


The day started on a good note. People started appreciating my work. Got to know a lot of other people in the workplace :D.As I had finished all the work that were assigned to me, I thought f having some fun .Made fun of colleagues, chatted with many at the same time abt the same thing, but different versions :P etc etc...Then came the “Katrina”. Manager pressed the alarm button. And we all were in the conference room with in 10 minutes. He started by saying that we are doing good , but still we needed to stretch ourselves so that the release would happen on 22nd.Now we clearly understood what he meant by that !! We need to stay back till midnight to finish the work. Still I wasnt worried coz I knew there was nothing much I could do.

Evening 4, i was assigned this task which needed me, my time and my machine. And the third thing in the list is protected by my password.(keep in mind pgp encrypted)...While doing the task, we had some issues, and it was becoming too dark. The project mates were kind enough to let me go at 9 pm..Without any second thoughts, i accepted the offer.

00 00 am.I got a call from my team mate..
Dude..I need your password..Its urgent. We need to fix this problem urgently or the release would be delayed by one more week.
Me:Ok, dude! It is *********...
Other end:Wait, madam , can u note it down..***,**
Thats when the thunderstorm hit me..The girl team mate was still there....Oh..****...What would she think
Me:Dude, you don’t have to tell her ..You can type it..
Other end...Why?Coz she is sitting on ur system right now.And phone is in loud speaker mode!!!
Me:WTF!!!!!

At 2 :30 i got the msg, we finished the work successfully..Jai bolo team ki......

Next day in the morning.....I changed my password!!!I changed it to a much more decent one! :d
And again in the after noon, while iwas attending some function, i got a msg from the girl team mate...Dude, your ******* password is not working...pls send us the new pw!!! Urgent!!!!!


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A little knowledge is a dangerous thing

Seeing a guy getting inside the bus through the front door of the bus,
conductor asks

Huduga ya huduki???

the newly landed guy uses the only word he has learnt in that foreign language


Gothilla...

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Life is full of misses!!!

Before 4 years..

Vishnu, Krishnan, Swami, and Ananthan were traveling in a train. The four were comfortably seated in a compartment which was jam packed. The dry wind and the hot summer season didn’t seem to bother them as they were busy discussing various issues- from film actors to the president of America, sports to lecture classes, they never went dry for a subject while they were together. The fellow passengers were offended by the shouting and loud “buhahaha”s . . . the 4 never spared a thought about the beautiful girls with whom they were sharing the compartment…..

The girls were so frustrated that one girl even passed this comment- “are they gay? They are not even ogling at us. I am feeling depressed. After all we are not that bad.

The guys stopped talking for a second hearing this. They stared at the girls and they continued talking as if they weren’t interrupted ... The girls didn’t forget to use the F words when they finally saw us getting down at our destination.


Years passed... The four friends are now at different places, pursuing different things in life. But still they liked traveling to places by train. . Each one would go through the reservation charts to see whether they can obtain a seat near a F 20/21. One even forgot to get the ticket as he was busy searching for F 20 s in the list and he had to pay the fine for traveling without a ticket. One learned that a bird in the hand is better than two in the bush as he tried to find a different seat when the F 20 near his seat was an ugly one... The end result – he lost that seat too…the other one had a special fetish for Christian catholic girls. He would settle for an average looking catholic girl than for a good looking Nair girl. I ll briefly explain the experiences they had off late



Ananthan s experience


He reached his compartment and he was delighted to see girls in the compartment. He took his mobile and texted his friends “4 girls- not koothara, but ok” …he then delightfully spent the next 10 minutes talking to them. And that’s it…The journey usually takes 8 hours. Then why only 10 minutes with the girls? Did they move to another compartment? Is he really gay?Na. The reason-. The hero has this habit of making phone calls to his friends and these calls last really long. Sometimes 2 hours with 4 different persons. Sometimes 4 hours with two …anyways the girls in the compartment weren’t impressed and as a result they never even let him know what their names/ email ids or phone numbers. The worst part is that during the 10 minutes they talked, he was interested in knowing whether they were enjoying the travel in train, whether the chaiwala was serving good chai…whether the train was running on time etc etc….


Vishnu s experience


He reached his compartment. He was really disappointed to see 30 yr old males. He took his phone. Texted friends –“coach full of girls :P ” … feeling really disappointed he offered his seat to someone else and he searched for a seat ..Luckily he found a girl who was his college mate. He went to the toilet .imagining what all things would happen in the next 8 hrs..he put on his company T shirt having a big logo ! it was custom made for him as he wanted a t shirt with bigger logos of the company.. ( this happened after he was asked , for which company he works for , by a beautiful looking girl while he was wearing a t shirt with a small logo in it).the significance of the t shirt is that it gives a topic to start a conversation...like. The girl would ask….OMG…you are working in this company…how lucky you are. You are really awesome…

He thanked his lucky stars and went back to his seat. He tried to start a conversation with her …but after 10 minutes, he received the call from Ananthan...By the time he finished the call, the girl was asleep… Disappointment again. He took his lap top and started working on his project when an old man next to him asked “ OMG ..You are working for….. “


Swamis experience..


He is the ultimate Brutus. He would do the seat searching and would find a compartment full of old men if one of us s with him. It would be different if he s alone…but thank god. He never found an empty seat near a girl in his lifetime. But as it says, every dog has a day…he had a nice opportunity off late…..on his journey back to home, he took a window seat and started reading a book…the compartment was full and people even occupied the luggage spaces..…then he saw this girl standing near the door. the face seemed to be familiar…..he waved to her….she smiled back and moved near to him….yup...it was his schoolmate…he offered to share the seat with her. She gracefully accepted the offer.. (He told me later that this girl used to be a hottie when she was young)...Ah...5 hours of long journey... And the girl was a Christian catholic too…..but as always he screwed it up. How? He started talking about all the boring things in this world. When the girl expected him to talk about how good she looks in her dress, he started talking about economic recession, the middle east Asian crisis.. The swat valley crisis… LTTE problem in Srilanka…end result. She slept after 5 minutes and the hero spent the rest of the time reading a book….and of course the call from Ananthan too helped in killing time!!!


Krishnan’s experience..

Like Swami, he was unfortunate too. He too never found a girl during his travels. The closest he came was when he had to travel to his uncle’s place. He met this girl….waved to her…the girl moved near to him....it was his schoolmate… (He even dreamt about his two children of her by that time)... ….Krishnan offered to share the seat...And then the girl introduced him to her father. After 5 minutes, Krishnan saw himself standing near the door while the girl was sitting comfortably with her father near her. And then they didn’t even care about him. They talked to each other as if they forgot that he was near them. So he decided to move near to the door so that he can at least feel some fresh air…..


So there it is. The experiences of four different men but we all enjoy the good times some lucky guys get while traveling in the train. The only time they get to spent near their love interest. Even though they forget about the surroundings, but who cares….