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I am infected….

In Phaltoo Forwards, Ramblings on March 10, 2007 at 4:40 pm

There is a dangerous virus being passed around electronically, orally, and by hand. This virus is called Worm-Overload-Recreational-Killer (WORK).

If you receive WORK from any of your colleagues, your boss, or anyone else via any means DO NOT TOUCH IT. This virus will wipe out your private life COMPLETELY!!

If you should come into contact with WORK put your jacket on and take two good friends to the nearest grocery store. Purchase the antidote known as Work-Isolating-Neutralizer-Extract (WINE) or Bothersome-Employer-Elimination-Rebooter (BEER). Take the antidote repeatedly until WORK has been completely eliminated from your system.

You should forward this warning to 5 friends. If you do not have 5 friends, you have already been infected and WORK is controlling your life.

When things go wrong…

In Germany, Life, Ramblings on March 10, 2007 at 4:36 pm

…what do you do?

Of late, I have been wiring up myself to make sure that things go the right way and unfortunately, call it fate, call it timely (bad) coincidence, call it Murphy’s laws acting, or for the religious, call it divine intervention (or devilish intervention - for the Satan worshippers), things have always taken a turn for the worse…

This has caused a lot of irritation, frustration, panic, anxiety, and all related side effects. My hair density is the lowest in my life till now and I am still looking for that elusive gray hair. To further gray matters, my forehead is beginning to remind me of Cape of Good Hope, or something a little more towards home - Cape Comorin. Yeah skin’s taking over hair real esate.

So, today whilst biking aimlessly around the town, I had this realization - maybe I am taking the whole situation the wrong way. Maybe these are challenges in my life. I have never shied away from any challenge when it comes to that… So, why can’t I take all these things - not working the way they are supposed to, and turn them around to make them work for me. Don’t ask me when I have changed, but situations are something I am known for… Oh it happened to Pangu - now why doesn’t that surprise me =P!

So, here’s to getting back to normalcy - and life of hope and happiness and happily taking on crappy endings… Prost!

After all, hum sab ek hain…

In I read here..., Life, Literary Mutilations, Opines of mine, Phaltoo Forwards, Ramblings on March 10, 2007 at 4:34 pm

Tamils are always proud to be Tamizhs; Pretty courteous (that is what they [we??] think, at least!). We speak yenglish but sorry, no indi (Hindi) saar…what da?? The more common Madarasi (chennaisi…, now?) is an ardent fan of kireeket matches. Our counterparts in Bombay think they live in America but speak Hinglish like …are you sure ki Sujata aa rahi hai ya Ill go akela!” And we take great pride in making stupid mistakes in Hindi Grammar.

Thamizhs, are verrry lecky to have “simble” neighbours in the “Keralites” who  are a komblex race of peoblle (they migrated around 2000 B.C. from the middle east, I gess; and now even the Sheikhs feel wary of them) but they eat a lot of chooclyte and own 99.998765% of chai shops in the wourrld and form 99.89% of nursing community.

Not far begind the kerals is the Telugu desam, who are totally againesht flaunting their wealthu to the woruldu, though they occasionally come out withu bricku redu shirtsu and parrot green pantsu with pleetsu (pleat). Worustu,no?! But they (think) are greatu in CICSu, Microsu and COBOLu! Generally sane peoplesu (and so you can always findu them judgingu, probhingu, queschioningu othersu ….), not to mentionu, also treating you to a lot of Tirupati prasadamsulu… Cheppandi?

The Canadians, excuse me, the Kannadigas aor (are) the coolest dobun south but if there is political unrest in Hersogovnia oare (or) an ebolavirus outbreak in Zaire, Cauvery very bad! I-ron, firshtu, girlu, Lasht Bussu, roadu, crickeatu, filamu are some of their favourites. *In an american accent* They are also the closest down south to pull this accent off, of courshu under certain circumstansus. Enjoy maadi boss…

Maharashtrians are a conservative, confused, complex lot-kar. -Kar, that is because  gavasakar,  tendulkar, bahulkar,.. confused that is because sitting in southern part of  India they would ask the other person “are you from Maharashtra or from south  India..?” and genuinely wonder why theother person takes some time to answer  the question. They like the principles of pheejix and their favourite character in the alphabet is Zay (although God alone knows where that came from). They are soft, peace loving people but they elect the Shivsena to rule them.

And right there next to the Maharashtrians are the Gujjubhais. They like to keep kes in the benk and their favorite past time is eating snakes (snacks) like paav bhaji, masala papad and pijja at the local snake bar. They gobble down palak sev like their life depends on it and believe in the brotherhood and sisterhood of man and woman (everybody is a bhai or a ben).

If you go further eesht, the land uf Udissa - the land of irron (”r” unsilent) where sombalpuroa and Bhubaneshbara are big towns. The people are bery cordial and if you are Vikram they bill soorly ask your name starts from B or Bhe. They do not sout, sam or soot but occasnally bawsh their phace at the wasbashin. James Bond Mohanty in our colleze had a roll nomber jero, jero, sebhen.

Bengalees are bery bery similor, but or bery proud oph Subas Chondro Boash and Shoatyojit Roy (I used to know a director by name Satyajit Ray who wasalso pretty good) and eberybody is X da. I used to  habe a friend by name. Dada, Bonder…neber mind. Bot I most conphess, Roshgollas are bery goooood, tho!

Bihari kids are supposed to be the smartest kids in India (if not in the universe!). How we wish they grow up the same way,.. but… And Bihareesare bery phond of Laloo and Ranchi, isse bhadiya tu mre pass koochi hai kaa?! spit spit… 

UPites and MPites are busy going to ischool and istudying metals to make lots of ishteel.

Punjabis are very sweet and aggressive and offer Rotti Shotti Khayega! To which I once replied No. He said Tage itu, yaar! By Godu! Surjeetu, what happenedu, oi?!.  Then of course, everybodys a paappe or a kaakke. Thats Pnjab for you.

And Kashmir (called Cashmir by many, may be because of the amount of cash spent to keep it in India)?!?I know Roja (or Roza?) Was shot (I mean filmed) somewhere nearby…

But at the end of the day, wherever you are in the world, whether it is in Sunnyvale, CA; Birmingham, UK; Umm Al Quwain, UAE or Serangoon Road, Singapore, ask them who they are and you’ll get just one answer —

“INDIANS” ala Bharat Vaasi AFTER ALL HUM SAAB EK HAIN!!!

Received as a forward and then edited by me. Partial credit goes to the genius who had come up with the original script!