Random chit-chat

Chat on Sametime with the Pure-veg-ex-roomie

PVER – You know that song? Ooncha Lamba kad? From Welcome?

Me – Yes, what about it?

PVER – Well, I find it very funny

Me – Funny? I kinda like it, very typical punjabi song

PVER – No, no, I mean the lyrics

Me – What’s funny in the lyrics?

PVER – He calls Katrina manly

Me – Huh? No he doesn’t!

PVER – Yes yes, he does, he says ooncha lamba kad, blah blah, and the he calls her mardani – manly

Me (after recapitulating the first few lines in my head)- Aiyyyo, mad you are, he says marda nai, main avai tere utte marda nai, which means, I haven’t flipped for you for no reason.

PVER – Podi, he doesn’t say ‘nai‘ and all, it is ‘ni’, mardaaaaaani.

Me – No ya, the sentence wont make sense in Punjabi, if it was Mardani

PVER – No no, that doesn’t matter, you listen properly, and it makes full sense,  what is ooncha lamba kad? tall nuh? See, so he says that and then says mardani, which means tall manly girl, I am telling you, listen to it again, I am right.

Me – *Surrender*


Ok, once again, I missed out on updates for more than a month! Phew!

A lot’s been happening lately. We found a new house. In fact, I think it was the same weekend when I had updated this space last. But I didn’t bother to update this improvement, as this remains a crib-log J. Then, we shifted into the new place on the 1st of April. And have very much settled in there! The lack of any kind of chairs in the previous house has been put right, and two extremely comfortable beanbags now adorn our living room. So much for laziness, laziness, and more laziness!


The trip to Jim Corbet was one of the most fun trips I have ever been to. Inspite of not really knowing the entire group we were going with, the schedule for the trip looked exciting right from when it was mailed to us.


The trip started on the 16th of March, when we had to travel from Hyderabad to Gurgaon, to continue the trip further to Nainital. After 3 updates from Jet Airways, that the flight was delayed, we ( me and my 2 flat-mates) finally took off in our 5: 30 PM scheduled flight, at 9: 30 PM. Not a very nice beginning, but I was glad it happened J


Since, we were amongst the last few people to check in, the three of us, got 3 middle seats flung across the length of the plane. And could not help but feel bored, as I was flanked by a Korean, and a phirang of I don’t know what origin on each side. I continued sleeping peacefully, till dinner was served, and the phirnag started having doubts about what he was consuming, and started asking me questions about it. I didn’t feel like losing face in front of him, and stating that I wasn’t sure either, and so I started naming things, the items seemed to ‘resemble’ most. And he was quite satisfied till he ended up eating the entire serving of pickle in one bite.


One of the stewards on the flight happened to believe in the concept of ‘personal attention’ with all his heart.  Especially since he seemed to believe that he had known me before. And so kept shooting questions about whether it was me he had seen at CP last June, or in the DU campus this December. While I continued negating each of his queries, I mentioned my present place of work. That made Mr. Phirang regain interest (which he had lost after eating the pickle) in talking to me and he was like ‘ oh that’s where I am coming from too’. Well, that made the otherwise extremely boring flight much better, as I sat and discussed, with the client on visit to my company , about all possible related topics. Also, he happened to be working in the same office as my cousin in Netherlands, so it got all the more interesting!


Reached Gurgaon office pretty late after a convincing the cab driver, that there were three people he needed to pick up, as the board he held had only Nivedita and a ‘Ms. Parintta’ mentioned on it. Thankfully, the bus was still waiting for us with the other 20 highly impatient souls already on board. The 9-hour journey, which followed, was extremely quiet, as everyone decided to sleep away the day’s exhaustion, and get ready for the 2 exciting days that followed.


The first thing that struck us when we got down at the ‘Manu Maharani’ resort was that it was really cold. And everyone was shivering, and looking for sunny places to stand as the luggage was unloaded.


The place was beautiful. In fact, it was so beautiful, that it managed to break my belief that only beaches could be called ‘awesome’. We were to share cottages with one person, picked randomly of the lot, and so I had Ruchi, working out of Gurgaon as my room- mate for the two days there.


The cottages had the most beautiful view of the valley on one side, and the rest of the resort on the other. The dining hall had an open seating area, over-looking the Ram-Ganga stream, which becomes the Ram-Ganga River after a few miles. Also, the stuff served in here, was really commendable J


The day had been planned well in advance by our HR and the trainers hired from ‘Vyaktitva’ for the purpose. After an hour’s sleep, and a good breakfast, everyone was all set for the day. Starting with a few HR team building exercises, we finally got ourselves ready for the highlight of the day, the jungle trek. As three teams, each group was to reach a bridge 4 Kms away from the resort, after walking through the streams, crossing parts of the river, with and without bridges, and most funnily, after making ‘acceptable’ tea on the way for our trainer, and solving a small puzzle. All this thankfully, ended up being one of the most enjoyable experiences ever. Especially since we were the last to reach. As one of our team members, decided mid way, that she needed to stand on the stones in one of the deepest parts of the river, and contemplate for half an hour, if it was actually possible to cross the river from there (or probably watch the fishes, or admire nature, or well, whatever!)


The evening was the typical B-school Saturday night party, with a very decent DJ, and so turned out to be much more enjoyable than expected, and worth missing out on the post-trek sleep. When we finally went back to sleep post mid night, none of us was sure if anyone would be up on time for the early morning safari at 6 AM next morning.


But surprisingly, 18 of the 24-member group turned dot on time, and we set out in 3 gypsies to ‘see tigers’. It was the best ride ever, even more fun, with the extreme chill and wind. And very soon, the vehicle was added to my ‘must-own’ list. I don’t think I have ever mentioned that list, but it happens to be a not very recently populated, fast growing in length list, the contents of which I intend to own sometime in life. (Its not really my wish-list, that’s much longer, and much more unreasonable than this one, but anyways.)


So this was a 2 hour-long safari. Awesome weather, Time-pass Company on the jeep, and the unnecessary hype created around the probability of seeing a tiger, or at least an elephant, or more realistically a deer or two was enough to make the early morning trip worthwhile.


We started with a spotted deer, then another spotted deer, then a Sambhar, the biggest deer of the lot. Then we managed to see a number of very normal looking roosters, which the guide insisted were jungle fowls. This was followed by a number of ‘barking-deer’, and langoors, peacocks, and a custard eagle, called so because of its bald yellow head.


As we passed through the jungle, we ended seeing more of where all various scenes from ‘kaal’ were shot, than animals. Somehow, I didn’t mind this either. The trip through the silent jungle, punctured from time to time with calls of weird birds, or screeches from peacocks, was an experience on its own. The entire hour and a half I spent standing at the back of the gypsy, going up and down the uneven paths of the jungle was pure bliss, and I knew I would be coming here again.


The height of excitement was at the point when we ‘almost saw a tiger’. A point we highlighted even while making a presentation on the final takeaways of the trip. A Sambhar was seen running, and so we stopped the vehicle, as there was a possibility that it was being chased. That’s when; everything went quiet, and each of the animals around us, not visible till then, started giving out the so called ‘distress calls’, which are given out when a tiger is seen in the vicinity. And all of a sudden, the jungle, which was so quiet just a moment back, was in utter chaos. And considering how exciting I already found the trip, this was like an all time high point. We waited for 15 minutes, expecting the tiger to be seen anytime, but unfortunately, another gypsy came in, making an awful lot of noise, and the entire jungle went quiet once more. But I still maintain, we almost did see a tiger! And anyways, that was the closest anyone came to seeing a tiger that day J.


In spite of being tired and exhausted, we stuck to the earlier schedule of some more team building exercises (and won all of them this time), and once done, started back to Gurgaon, at around 3. This time however, the bus trip back was mush different, and much much better than the one to the place. After innumerable rounds of antakshari, 20 questions, and all possible weird, loud games in the world had been played for hours, everyone finally went back to rest, getting ready to get back to work a day later.


All in all, I am glad the trip happened, and even gladder that I was a part of it. We now have a common mailing group for the 2005 campus hires, and are supposed to have a city chapter meet every month. Whether that happens or not is of secondary importance, the main thing is that the trip got me to enjoy more than I have in quite some time.


This update turned out to be longer than I had wanted it to be, and to think it was just a day and a half I was talking about! I am somewhat glad I didn’t post about my Goa trip J that would have been a novel!


So for now, it’s all good. With beanbags, performance bonus (oh! I forgot that!), a newly found video library near our place, everything is just fine. Well, that’s for the updates as of now. Till then, Ciao!!


Updates: No we couldn’t move into the Oh-so-pretty house we had checked out the week, I wrote my last blog entry. And more importantly, purely on the assumption that we would infact have moved out by now, our replacements in our present place of residence have arrived. Bag and baggage.


Immediate repercussions: One of them would rather shift into a single room, the reason being she’s too tired, exhausted, and would rather shift into a single room immediately, so that she can relax (or wotever!!!!), and so, my entire weekend is spent clearing out one of the cupboards, for pure-veg-flatmate to move in. And now, my extremely pretty, airy, bright, and spacious room, has been converted into a railway platform miniature.


Plan of action: To find another house ASAP. Wanted, a two BHK, somewhere in Begumpet which is equi-distant from both our offices; not too far from the main road, or else it would be difficult to catch the shuttle to work everyday; and with cupboards / shelves please. But apparently, such places don’t exist.


Current situation: Status quo. After two days of following the broker chap, to the sidiest of localities, the dingiest of apartments, and the stinkiest of roads, we still don’t have a place to move into L.


Other than this, life has been busy, yet good. I mean, you would obviously be expected to stretch and complete all the pending work, if you are just back from an awesome 9 day vacation at home, wouldn’t you? So, no complaints there.


Also, very much looking forward to the visit to Jim Corbet national Park in Uttaranchal, the weekend after next. Yup! The campus recruits offsite is finally happening!


That’s about it I guess, and think its actually not so bad. Except for probably the house hunt. But I have found out this totally effective method of drowning my sorrows, frustrations, etc. Paani – poori. I seem to be consuming enormous amounts of those whenever I get a chance. So much so, I think I am going to write a post about this wonderful piece of culinary art. Some other time though. Probably, when I have a place to live in peacefully again. *Sigh*



Quite some time till I posted my oh-so-personal comments about the movies I watched on Weekends. And somehow, I haven’t visited the video library again. And all my weekends (actually just 3 if them) have been extra busy.

Weekend 1 was spent at Habib’s. Finally, finally, I mustered enough guts to get my hair straightened. And well, the results haven’t been very bad. I have actually managed to get rid of the curls, and frizz, which at K, reminded people of ‘Monica at Barbados’, or a nest, or most creatively, ‘water gushing out of a broken pipe’. And they are supposed to stay that way for 6-8 months, post which I need to decide if I am actually interested in burning a hole in my pocket again L. And I wasn’t allowed to tie up my hair for the next two days, and that is something, which is impossible, so stayed at home, watching loads of TV. (And yeah BTW, *Phbbbt* to people who met me after this and didn’t notice it)

Weekend 2 was probably the most pre-planned weekend ever. The trip to K finally happened. And it was very much worth it. The campus, the view from the campus, the SSG fete, and the party, all brought back amazing memories. Everything actually went on as planned, right from the train journey to Bangalore, the sleeper ride to K, the stay at the hostel, and even the Sumo ride back from K, which actually turned out to be ‘more-than-expected’ comfortable!

 Weekend 3, which was the last weekend, was spent checking out the new house, we might be shifting into (Long story: Pure-veg flat-mate thinks, non-veg flat-mate not sticking to her promise of not bringing non-veg stuff home, and especially, not using any of the common plates and spoons. Non-veg flat-mate feels, that Pure-veg flat-mate is being too unfair, as she does that only when boy-friend is in town, which is like every alternate weekend, so finally, I am moving out with Pure veg flat-mate, as the latter has another friend who will move in to give her company, and I don’t have any more strength to convince either of them. Long story over.) Then, the rest of the time was spent checking out the awesome clearance sales at all the major malls in the city J and watching ‘Rang De Basanti’ buying tickets in black, at 4 times their original cost. No complaints. It was worth it. (Justification being, if I could watch Bunty Babli with tickets in black, RDB is completely acceptable!)

 So, those were the updates from life in general. Client is on a visit to Mexico, so no meetings, no presentations, and no calls. Life simply rocks J!

And once there was this girl who cribbed a lot…

Hmmmm… recently I noticed that my blog has actually become just another source for me to crib. All those who know me also know how much used to cribbing I actually am, and if they don’t know that, they don’t know me. So coming back to the point, I seem to have more reasons, occasions and chances to crib than probably anyone else around. The reason, as most would think, would be my natural urge to crib, and crib, and crib even more. But then they don’t know how exactly, the circumstances and situations around me almost conspire to make me continue this way.

Lets start with the post- acco finding days. Like already mentioned by me in the last blog, it’s taking quite an effort to get settled in this place and making it more livable. For that purpose, one requires basic things like a TV, a fridge etc., which again requires the buyer to have a certain amount of money with them. In this case, the buyer being yours truly, had been waiting for the company to credit last month’s salary advance to the bank account. The process kept getting delayed, but finally on Monday, the salaries of all the new joinees were credited. With the exception of 2 of the 42. Obviously, yours truly HAD to be one of the two.

The reason was even more interesting. A mail had been sent to concerned authorities specifying the bank name and account number. However, the authority concerned was an exceptionally intelligent individual, who took it upon himself, to recount the number of digits in the account and see whether it actually was for the bank specified. But then mistakes do happen, and counting digits is one of the most probable error. So the number was counted as 13 instead of 12, and so a conclusion was reached. The bank name specified by us had to be wrong. And the money was sent to the other bank, and so the delay.

Coming to airfare reimbursements. An approval from a higher authority was required, and so a mail was sent asking for it. The approval was sent to an inbox whose holder would not be accessing it for another month. So, the reimbursement is delayed.

Now since the salary hasn’t reached the bank, the Phone connection guys are not ready to activate the STD to landline facility. A very logical thing to do, as they don’t seem to be concerned about how the bills for the other calls, STD to mobiles, and local calls are going to be paid for. So, I cant call home.

Then comes the icing on the cake. My flat mates have this sudden argument about whether or not non-veg food can be cooked in the house. While one is adamant to try her chicken cooking skills at home, the other one is specific about her allergy to chicken and the particles which would float around the room when its being cooked. So, each one plans as to who moves out, while I sit and watch.

And so I crib, cos its not only me but the entire universe which wants me to. And if anyone has any issues with that, well, it’s his or her problem. I already have quite a few of my own…

Its a lazy afternoon. After almost a 9 hour long sleep yesterday night, I still feel really lazy and drowsy, yes its back to normal now. After the initial 2-3 weeks of hyper enthusiaism and energy, and obviously the busy weekennds full of acco hunting, this weekend I shifted (finally shifted) to my new appartment for the next few months.The place is huge, with 3 bedrooms and a living
cum dining room, large enough to actually do figure skating, especially since its absolutely empty too.

Yesterday however, one of the flatmates bought a television, thankfully, considering we couldn’t have survived without one, even for one day. So, the entertainment requirements have been taken care of I am supposed to be buying a refrigerator, and its requirement cannot be underestimated. Those who have had
to drink ‘luke warm’ water when the temmperature outside is nearing 40 degrees would probably agree to this. Our third flatmate is to purchase a microwave , to aid ‘cooking’ which is certainly not my deparment, so I guess that would be used by me simply to heat up dinner which I would probably pick up on my way back from office.

We have half the terrace to ourselves, as ours is a pent house on top of a five floor building. Inspite of all the comments about how boiling hot the top floors usually are, its actually been heavenly during the nights, what with
a continuous breeze at its best at the higher levels. And then we have half of the terrace to ourselves, which givesus a view of the famous Hussain Sagar Lake in hyderabad. Also , we get to view all kinds of fireworks ,as the span
of our view is pretty vast, and wedding seasons in.

Constant attempts at making the place look a little more inhabited are on. The curtains would be on by the time we get back home today. The rooms have become much more bearable after the cleaning lady’s two day efforts. Also laundry is no longer a problem, as the cleaning lady does that too..:)

Watched Parineeta yesterday. In simple words ‘Really liked it’. A short movie , lasting around 2 hours 15 minutes, with good music, decent actors, happy storyline (OMG, was that a spoiler???)I couldn’t have asked for more. It might have to do with the last movie I saw here. B&B. Absolute disaster, really nothing to talk about. Especially since I had pretty high expectations from an
Amitabh, Abhishek, Rani starrer. But Parineeta was really good. Next: Mr. and Mrs. Smith and Paheli.

Thats enough blogging for now I guess. Will hope fully update soon and more often.. till then, Ciao