Sunday, November 25, 2007

"Ho Ho less" Santas

Santas in Australia are barred from greeting by saying"HO Ho Ho ",allegedly this might frighten the kids and more importantly it might offend the modety of Australian women as 'Ho' closely sounds American slang for prostitutes.Ha Ha Ha`,now apparently Santas will wish thus.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

Monkey Business

New Delhi: Delhi's Deputy Mayor S S Bajwa died on Sunday of head injuries after a fall from the terrace of his house, reportedly while trying to fend off an attacking monkey.
Bajwa, 52, the Bharatiya Janata Party (BJP) councillor from Anand Vihar ward, was admitted to the intensive care unit (ICU) of the Apollo Hospital Saturday with multiple injuries and internal bleeding after falling from the terrace of the first floor of his Anand Vihar residence.

Though we are not setting up any special committee on the issue, we have suggested various brainstorming ideas to revive the efforts to control monkeys and we also take experts' help in striking balance between human beings and animals in the urban area," BJP Delhi president Harsh Vardhan said.
Meanwhile, Harsh Vardhan said services of foreign experts, if needed could be sought to control the monkey menace in the capital.
Ha ha ha ha ha, this is really funny indeed. In Delhi ,how do you differentiate who is “human and who is animal”, politicians and bureaucrats are adept and routinely involved in ‘monkey business’,all this hue and cry is perhaps ,this is the first time that one of their ilk has been claimed victim.
Historically,Delhi has been laid siege by several races, its time probably the Simian Primate got his rightful share of this Lutyen’s city, and the Indian parliamentary democracy process.

Friday, October 5, 2007

The Televenture

Oh, Hi!!! And thanks to Sidin, I have a brand new 20’’ Sony Bravia LCD TV on my table, courtesy my Boss.

It was only yesterday we were chatting on sad and dismal performance of Indian cricket, I was missing the live telecast and the conversation closed abruptly.

I went and knocked at my Boss’s cabin and he had already seen me coming and looked at me with trepidation. Yes! His worst nightmare was about to become real.

He smiled, broadly at that indeed, and asked if everything was OK.
I nonchalantly replied, "Yes, Sir, except that", and I could see in the corner of his eyes, he was beginning to well.
I said,’Sir, Please give me a project’, my Boss brushed that aside and said, projects are for “lesser mortals” I am destined for bigger things. He enquired, if everything is alright and whether the d├ęcor of my cabin is warding me off, I suggested for a Chesterfield and tele set.

And, Lo and behold, today morning I have a brand new TV on my table with Dishnet connection.
I went and thanked my Boss, profusely.

Later in the diner, my colleague, who went to purchase the TV, told me that my Boss thought with 6 more months to go for annual appraisal its safe to buy me a TV than he losing his PLI due to my goofing up some projects.

I have decided, after the earning call of Q3, I will ask him an office golf set.

I need to practice to be in the league of CEOs,CFOs,CTOs and many more assorted Cs.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

The Quest for God

My son, during one of his incessant ramblings, suddenly stopped and looked askance at me and asked,’ Dad’ “how is God made up of”, Ever the metaphysical, that I am, this was surely, a blow below the’ you know where’.
I put on a brave face and said, Son, I will answer your question, give me time to organize my thoughts ,that was 6 months ago.
The little Devil is never tired of reminding me that, he is still awaiting the answer to one small question he has asked, and gleefully brings up the matter, just when I am boastfully settling myself in front of my friends about the high falutin’work that I do.
My quest is still continuing, I am totally at loss, as to where to start the quest.
Maybe, oneday he will realize that some questions can never be answered, until then, I will remain profoundly incompetent in his eyes.

Friday, September 28, 2007


To beer or not to beer by Shakesbeer.

Whether its nobler in the liver to suffer the rancid froth of outrageous ale or to take
a swig against the sea of lager and by gulping them drop in the alley.