Sunday, December 31, 2006
So, Frasier is having this discussion at home with his brother, his father and his nurse about how he kissed his lady boss in a heat of passion after a very hot argument. Question as to motive is raised and someone suggests that she might be manipulating Frasier.
Frasier prepares to go back to the radio station and ask her what's going on. As he's leaving, Daphne, the nurse, comments that men have also used sex to get what they want.
Frasier as he is leaving, stops with his hand on the doorknob, and says in an exasperated voice, "How can we we POSSIBLY use sex as a means to get what we want. SEX IS what we want!"
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Becker is right. People, especially, women hear what they want to hear. Never what he's saying, but always what they can turn it into. Nothing is concrete, everything can be nurtured, or developed into something else, something they really want.
Friday, December 22, 2006
I left at 1300, went to the town center and had a haircut by girl wearing a Santa hat.
Bought supplies like I was a city expecting to be under siege. I
don't intend to stir out for the whole duration of the holidays.
And the weather seems to be tailor-made for that...dense fog, temperature -2 degrees celsius, happy holidays to me, I think.
Happy Holidays to everyone!!
my mailbox, his mom's mail, to be precise. He left a bunch of addressed,
stamped envelopes with me and I periodically stuff all her mails into
one of the envelopes and drop it into a letterbox. Recently, I sent the
last of these big envelopes and put one slip of paper inside saying
"LAST ENVELOPE". This Monday evening, as I opened the door, I found a
big envelope inside, pushed through the mail-slot, containing several
more stamped, addressed manila envelopes.
And...with them a small card wishing me season's greeting and a
hand-written message from the lady herself, thanking me for forwarding
her mail. It's a small thing I do on my part, and the card was by no
means anything spectacular, nevertheless it brought a smile to my lips
and made me feel good.
Yes, I did reciprocate in the kind when I sent her the next batch of her
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
The past is over and gone. The future is not guaranteed."
- Wayne Dyer
Comments: It's easy to say that you live your day as if your last but
it's not possible; my boss would never agree to it!
If it were my last day and I knew it I would spend it at home, calling
people to tell them that I love them and what to do with the money I
buried in the backyard. Also, I'll be borrowing money from all and
sundry, so that there are more people to remember me when I am gone. :-)
Having said that, it is astonishing how we take life for granted and do
not cherish the time we have. Hindu theory of reincarnation
notwithstanding this is the only life you have, the only chance for you
to do whatever you want to do. Anything and everything. Yet we create so
many limits and boundaries for ourselves, so many things we think we
couldn't do or shouldn't do...and we miss out on an opportunity of an
eternity, to have fun, to bring joy to others, to make a difference in
But there is still time, as long as you have a single breath of life
left in you, never say it's too late for you to do something, use that
breath for something worthwhile...
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
So, Becker gets shot and he's making life miserable for his nurses and his doctor in the hospital, I told you that much in a previos post.
As I watched it, even as they were each other's throat, I was feeling a chemistry between this female doctor and doctor Becker.
But in today's episode when she allowed Becker to go home, (I missed the first 5 minutes so don't know how he got back into hospital), I thought maybe I was wrong.
Hehe, not at all. She actually comes to his home, and tells him she likes him. How do you like that?
The cute female doctor falls for the one patient who made her life hell and from whose room she, in her own words "always walked out so angry I could strangle you."
Still think you understand women? LOL.
When I saw an episode of Becker, part of it actually before I changed the channel. Even though I was a fan of Ted Danson from "Cheers" I did not like him in this TV show. Dr. Becker was just too abrasive, opinionated, loud-mouthed and overall jerk.
But then somewhere, somewhen I liked one episode and then another, and now I make it a point to watch it every evening without fail and I am beginning to understand this guy.
Why? Because frighteningly enough, I am very much like him. I do not come off as abrasive as he does, (hopefully), but I am just as opinionated as he is, and I seldom keep these opinions to myself. "I don't mince words." is my motto.
But just like me Becker is also very sweet and gentle inside. He too, genuinely cares about people without being "politician sweet" about it.
The line in the topic is from the episode where Becker gets shot in the shoulder and his hospital doctor tries to patronize him. She has a job on her hands...lol. Finally, he leaves the hospital against her counsel.
Can't wait to see what happens next.
(P.S. There will, of course, be more posts about him).
Monday, December 18, 2006
Comments: As long as you are satisfied with life as it is, when you want
nothing more than just follow the events and react to them, you are
fine. But the moment you want more, the moment you have a dream, the
moment you want something bigger, something better from life, your
responsibility starts. You are responsible to protect that dream against
all odds, you have to lead it through the treacherous hurdle-path of
reality with all its known and unknown perils. It is upon you to
preserve and cherish that dream through tough times and make it come
That is why dreaming is reponsible work.
Every week I have nothing to say other than that everything is fine. No news, as they say, is good news.
They have almost nothing to say either, except that everything is fine.
And yet, the weekly call is important, not only to them but to me.
Maybe words aren't everything...
Friday, December 15, 2006
Thursday, December 14, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Laying of the first brick,
Kick-off of a new project,
Initiation of a business,
Rising of the Sun,
Start of a new job...
Because first step is an act of confidence, the first step shows our faith in ourselves as well as in the Universe. The first step says, yes I am terrified of the future but I will act and see what happens. The first step says, yes I know 8 out of 10 new businesses close in the first 5 years but I'll start one anyway. The first step says, I know the odds are against me, but I am sure as hell going to try.
The first step is when you stop thinking what can go wrong and start thinking what can you do to make things go right.
And when you do, when you act on that thought, the forces of nature join hands with you, the Universe cheers you on, you just have to stay on course and keep going...
Monday, December 11, 2006
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Well, what this gentleman says makes a lot of sense. It also reminds me of the first time that I traveled to US. I was simply terrified. Unlike most people I knew that in real life Americans don't run on streets with guns in their hands. I am quite proud of the fact that I had quite a lot of insight into the American way of life that went beyond understanding their language. But I was always afraid of a social or cultural faux pax because I didn't know what was expected of me.
Consider this, it's my second trip to US. I fly from Delhi, stopover in Europe, land in Detroit. I was supposed to go to Philly so in my mind this was still a stopover for me. As I am walking out of the restroom, (that's what they call the men's room), the guy ahead of me, holds the door open for me. And immediately it strikes me, "I am back in US!".
Fortunately for me, I was able to learn small, subtle differences like this over time in my first visit, with help from some nice colleagues in Philly and didn't make a single faux pax that'd humiliate me or my friends.
My question is: Can a human body have a weekly sleep schedule as well as a daily one?
I go to bed around 1AM every night. But this is Friday night and I generally don't go to bed before 4A.M. This Friday though, I was feeling tired and went to bed at 10:30PM. Couldn't sleep. And I had a glass of sweet, warm milk just a little while ago. Still, no sleep. Kept trying, didn't work. And then my doesn't quit, keeps thinking of all those great ideas, things I could be doing if I were at the computer instead of flopping around in bed.
So, I did a couple of productive things and tried again. No use.
Finally, I got hungry.
So, here I am 2:06 in the morning. And I look like this:
Just had pizza and planning to try again at 3:00AM.
But the question remains, does the body have a weekly rhythm?
If yes, then I am doomed. :-)
Friday, December 08, 2006
It can be done, that's not a problem. The challenge is to maintain the quality of the content. I am up for it. You'll just not see all blogs written by me, but some useful and/or interesting content referred to by me also.
So, here's to the first step of a journey of a 1000 miles. Cheers.
I have always been excited by the thought of communication bringing people together, combining ideas, joining forces, creating synergy..well, web 2.0 seems be geared about that. You can read about it here.
And this is where I read about it first.
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
Tuesday, December 05, 2006
But one thing that I have observed all these years.
No matter how ugly or how pretty someone is, it's a 100% sure chance that their face looks the best when they smile. Even an ugly face looks less ugly, most times a little pretty, when lit up with a sweet smile.
/>I have always considered mine to be a very ugly smile, all uneven and crooked. It surprised me when my martial arts teachers in US named me Sunny (Sunil is hard to pronounce for them) and attributed it to my "sunny smile". I thought they were just being polite. But somewhere, somewhen, someone convinced me that this was really the case! :)
What about you? You think you are not pretty, why don't you smile and check...
Saturday, December 02, 2006
Thursday, November 30, 2006
I have never been very fanatical about Hindi-izing the web, (call me unpatriotic) but it does feel nice to see sites in my mother tongue. I actually consider it an addition to all the English material that I can enjoy on the web. :)
While I am able to think, communicate and express myself in English, there is still some material that is un-translatable from Hindi to English and vice versa.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Did Leonardo Da Vinci thought his dreams were impossible when he conceived the aeroplane?
Did the Wright brothers thought their dream was impossible when they tried to make an aircraft and people laughed at them?
Did people laugh at the team that started with the plan to "develop a plane that could fly faster than the speed of sound"?
When does a dream stop being impossible?
When people stop laughing at it?
or when it is obvious that it can be done?
But then it stops being a dream; it becomes a plan. That's followed by activities, then results and then something is born that awes the world!
But every plan first must be a dream. And to be a dream, it must be impossible.
A dream needs only one person to believe in it, just one person - YOU!
Monday, November 27, 2006
Free hugs is a real life controversial story of Juan Mann, A man whos sole mission was to reach out and hug a stranger to brighten up their lives.
In this age of social disconnectivity and lack of human contact, the effects of the Free Hugs campaign became phenomenal.
As this symbol of human hope spread accross the city, police and officials ordered the Free Hugs campaign BANNED. What we then witness is the true spirit of humanity come together in what can only be described as awe inspiring.
In the Spirit of the free hugs campaign, PASS THIS TO A FRIEND and HUG A STRANGER! After all, If you can reach just one person
How it all started:
I'd been living in London when my world turned upside down and I'd had to come home. By the time my plane landed back in Sydney, all I had left was a carry on bag full of clothes and a world of troubles. No one to welcome me back, no place to call home. I was a tourist in my hometown.
Standing there in the arrivals terminal, watching other passengers meeting their waiting friends and family, with open arms and smiling faces, hugging and laughing together, I wanted someone out there to be waiting for me. To be happy to see me. To smile at me. To hug me.
So I got some cardboard and a marker and made a sign. I found the busiest pedestrian intersection in the city and held that sign aloft, with the words "Free Hugs" on both sides.
And for 15 minutes, people just stared right through me. The first person who stopped, tapped me on the shoulder and told me how her dog had just died that morning. How that morning had been the one year anniversary of her only daughter dying in a car accident. How what she needed now, when she felt most alone in the world, was a hug. I got down on one knee, we put our arms around each other and when we parted, she was smiling.
Everyone has problems and for sure mine haven't compared. But to see someone who was once frowning, smile even for a moment, is worth it every time.
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Monday, November 20, 2006
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Friday, November 10, 2006
Monday, November 06, 2006
Finally...after 2 years of wait they finally came out with headphones that don't need wires to stream music to my ears. Needless to say I bought them as soon as they became available.
This thing is very easy to use and looks stylish too. I can play audio or video on my pocket pc and listen to it on the wireless stero headset. Or hear TomTom's directions mingled with the music.
Generally, when I start from office, I turn on my bluetooth GPS receiver. Then start music on my pocket pc. And then start TomTom Navigator on the pocket pc since TomTom just takes over the whole screen. So, I can enjoy music over the wireless headphones and from time to time the lady from TomTom tells me to "go through the round-about 3rd exit on the left" which of course, I don't have to do as I am not driving the bus. I just enjoy the music and read my book until she starts using the word "destination" in her instructions. Then it's time for me to shut the book, press the "STOP" button for the bus and get ready to get down. No wonder, I am enjoying my life.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Weather here is getting chilly now, sunlight is welcome, wind not so much.
I have heard of places where the weather is the same all round the year; Bombay where it's always hot, Hawaii where it's always pleasant. I wonder what it would be like to live in a always-pleasant weather.
I am sure it's nice but some of the fun in life is from its unpredictability, isn't it?
If you know you are going to get an A why bother checking score on the noticeboard?
If you knew who's going to win would you watch the match?
Lol...that reminds me Jerry Seinfeld once tapes a match cos he is busy at the time of telecast. When he comes back and starts watching the recording, the telephone rings and he answers with, "If you know what happened at the game today, don't tell me."
Of course in the next shot Kramer comes in and starts with, "Too bad about the Nicks today, huh?"
Jerry shuts off the VCR...lol.
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Let me talk about this hair thing a little more. The reason I was thinking about it was that for the first time in my life I changed my hairstyle. For a long long time (never mind how long, suffice it to say that I have seen a lot winters and a lot of summers) during which I have worked in 5 cities in 3 countries in 3 different continents, I have never changed my hairstyle. But when I arrived in this 6th city I made a new friend and she told me that my hair is one of the two things that show me up as a tourist, a foreigner.
Open as I always am to feedback and constructive criticism, I decided to change it. But I kept postponing it, not sure what I wanted it to look like and a little nervous. A colleague of mine, who by a fluke of chance needed a haircut around the same time as I, was looking strictly for an Asian barber, not trusting English barbers one bit. I don't blame him for when I myself got to the barber's chair finally and told him what I wanted I found myself more than a little apprehensive. The sound of scissors started and when I looked at myself in the mirror I found that I was cringing. Positively, visibly cringing. That made me think and the blog entry about hair was born.
Thankfully the change went well and next morning my boss was the first one to say that it fits here and looks good!
It was almost exactly the same situation when I decided to get rid of my moustache in US, but that's a different story.
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
For people who like to use their head for other than as a hat-rack
here's an interesting puzzle.
Have a go at this...............
its quite tricky but it tests the brain!!!!
EDIT: Just to keep you on track there are total 23 pages. Don't stop before that. And this is the final page, for your reference and to show you that I did finish the whole puzzle. :D
Monday, October 09, 2006
Hair...it's such a sensitive issue. Not only is it called the Crowning Glory, it does get a pretty big consideration in all matters pertaining to health and beauty. The same thing shows in our expressions and idioms which are always a reflection of the real social life. For example, to "have a bad hair day" is to have a bad day, to "let your hair down" is to relax, apparently informal mode of being.
Hair is always a social thing, it reflects on person's character and social status. A parent would readily trust a teacher with grey hair than otherwise. And whoever ever attended the discourse of a clean shaven guy?
Hair being such a sensitive issue hairdressers or barbers are also very important in our society. Generally people treat the hairdresser like a family doctor, they go to the same one that they trust and father will take the kids to his own trusted one etc.
Being under the barber's scissors is like being under the surgeon's knife - "Will I come out of it alright? Will I be able to go to office tomorrow? Face the society?"
Well, to cut a long story short; I got myself a haircut yesterday. :-)
Sunday, October 08, 2006
Ok so I didn't go for the new JasJam but it was a very narrow thing with the JasJar offering almost everything that JasJam can plus the big 3.5" screen. So I finally got a JasJar and so far I am happy with my choice. Well, yes it weighs more than my cordless phone and it is quite a handful to hold to your ear during a call but I knew that before I bought it. And the features more than make up for the extra bulk. Look what I can do on this baby. I can type this blog on it and post it directly from here without going near a computer. I can browse the internet in full color, send emails, make videocalls, play music, watch movies, voice chat, take photos, record video and a lot more.
It's kinda funny when I think about it. The first cell phone I bought was a little bigger than this, and much heavier. As I earned more and got more fond of cellphones, my next handsets grew more expensive and smaller and lighter. And now the trend is on reverse pattern, while my phone continue to cost more they are growing heavier again, but more feature packed. And I believe it's a general trend nowadays. Now it's not the handset that disappears in the palm of the owner that causes comment, it's the pencil-box shaped monster that is noticed across the room and makes people nudge each other "Did you see that?"
Of course I know this, why did you think I bought this 285g pencil-box? ;-)
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Friday, September 29, 2006
I have found that bowling is very worthwhile use of time. The advantages outweigh the expense of time, effort and money by far.
1. It's a good sport, exhilarating, not too tough, not too easy.
2. It's a great way to make friends. People in bowling leagues are generally very friendly and helpful.
3. It's good exercise for people like me to who hate going to the gym.
So, last night, I went to a bowling alley and bowled with a bowling league. It's mid-season though, I'll have to fit in as a replacement bowler for some team though.
As expected, I met some great people, friendly, helpful and fun! I bowled 193, 136, 136. Not bad for a 120-odd-average-not-bowled-in-a-league-for-4-years guy, eh?
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Yesterday I subscribed to a set of Asian channels here on my UK cable service. When I was in US this was not an option. Now I gotta think, is it cos UK (and Germany also, I watched Zee Cinema in Stuttgart also) is close to India or because there have been considerable advances in the cable TV arena?
Be that as it may, for now I am enjoying my Zee Cinema and Zee music immensely. Hindi movies are so much easier to watch with parallel activities, English movies and TV shows demand too much involvement. The fact that I can enjoy Zee while living in England, brings life that much closer to perfection! :)
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
In western countries, everything is done using queues. Even if you want a sandwich, you gotta get in line. But the good point in that is that once you are at the head of the queue you can take your own sweet time choosing which cheese and which lettuce you want in your sandwich and nobody taps on your shoulder to say, “Move it on buddy, it’s a sandwich, not the love of your life. Hurry up!”
Keeping up with my tradition of changing my cellphone every 6 months has never been very easy, but especially tough now that I own the i-mate K-Jam which has practically everything. Recently though, I came across the new model being launched by HTC (the OEM of K-Jam), it's called HTC P3300 and has everything that K-Jam has plus GPS, better camera and 3G etc. So, now I am waiting for it to come out, which will be next month.
In England, people actually thank the bus driver when they are getting off the bus. I thought that was only the case when travelling by the company bus, but even in public buses people do that and the driver actually responds to each one with something like thanks or bye.
The driver stops the bus only at a stop where he sees someone waiting for the bus. If you want to get down you press the Stop button before your stop and he'll stop there. This morning, twice it happened that the guy at the stop shook his head in the negative before the bus driver could slow down, meaning that he was not waiting for the bus. Very small occurrence but made me smile!
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Here they have a green V on products that says "Suitable for vegetarians". In Germany, I had trouble explaining to people what is a vegetarian...lol. True the language was a problem but they have a different concept of vegetarianism there. The first people asked after I told them I was a veggie was, "Can you eat fish?" and the next one, "What about eggs?" and so on. So I decided to adopt Phoebe's line (ref. American TV show "Friends") - "Nothing with a face!". That worked pretty well!