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November 1, 2006 at 2:20 pm · Filed under Happened, Is
Dear Friends,
I am already on Orkut, Facebook, 360 & some other discussion boards. In addition to these, I check my mails at gmail, yahoo mail, university mailbox, this domain’s mailbox with alarming regularity. I was/am on Ryze which I havent even used once. Also, I get lot of spams every day. And, I have not been able to make time to do something about it (I did, actually thrice, but could not figure out, not to say I would not try it again, just that its nowhere sooner).
Tell me killing features about Gazzag and I will join it and leave behind the other social networks. I am most possibly being a Luddite and would be left behind in all probability but I do not understand how joining a 4th social network site would help me to reach out more or being more available. It is still the same, is it not…or am I pathetically wrong?
Sorry,
Thanks and Regards
Shruti
October 9, 2006 at 12:02 am · Filed under Felt, Happened, Read
So when Egyptian god Theuth tells Egyptian king and god Thamus, that by inventing writing he has invented an elixir of memory, Thamus retorts back “...this invention will produce forgetfullness…You have invented an elixir not of memory but of reminding…”*
And 2 days back, I decided to use a planner to help me keep up with all those meetings, assignments, projects and etc.s. Now my over dependence and over reliability on the planner has started to scare me. What if I forget to put something down in the planner, what if it is lost, what if I forget it at home??? Feel pretty trapped by it, refer to it every 2 secs and can’t function without it now.
*from Plato’s Phaedrus
September 25, 2006 at 1:53 am · Filed under Happened
I raise the glass to these 3 young girls (age 19, 19 & 18) who I met today while conducting some tests.
Thanks girls, you made me laugh a lot, and showed me “what it is like to be young”.
Here is for your effervescence!!
May you always be happy, cheery, and surrounded by people who like you for no matter what you are!
Amen
September 23, 2006 at 4:13 pm · Filed under Did, Happened
Spending days and nights and hours over one thing, thinking intensely over it, and reaching a mutual decision to adopt something else. Going gets tough. It better be good in the end. Should learn something out of it.
When I disagree, or worry I eat. The results are showing 
Oh bother! geez It had to happen kya?
September 23, 2006 at 12:00 am · Filed under Happened, Thought
I am eating peaceful noodles, if-you-know-what-I-mean. I have decided I will enjoy.
I am enjoying Bob Dylan singing “Like a Rolling Stone”.
How does it feel…
September 22, 2006 at 10:48 pm · Filed under Felt, Happened
I got a new phone, Samsung D807 a few days back. I don’t even remember when & I don’t even care for it. It was like, sitting out there looking good and I didn’t have time to get a listing pf phones I could have and choose the best out of them.
Though it is definetely good looking, I don’t like it. There are so many things out there which i don’t want or so many things which I want but the are not there. I should not be complaining much, after all I have hardly explored it. May be, I just don’t know. Most probably, I don’t.
Anyways, transferred a mp3 file to the phone, I can’t set it to my ringtone. They have provided one default ringtone, there is nothing to choose. When I am dialing some number, the font size is really huge, it shrinks it in the end to fits the no. on the screen. I prefer consistency. To set alarm you have to Applications>Alarm something stuff. or maybe something else, but its deeply embedded in the menu. As is bluetooth, somewhere deep inside the menu. I don’t like to loose things I am in need of. I can’t see the time off my phone (easily). There is only 1 key which lights up the phone (when not in use) and throws a huge dialog box “Unlock ?” which lies over the time. Now, that I really need to keep a tab on my time, minute by minute and I can’t do it. Its like needing it most and not finding it there.
I miss my K500i. Sorely. V Badly. It was such a wonderful thing, I love it and wud always.
Schedules are hectic. “Analysis Paralysis” is occuring all the time around me. Our professor said, when sometimes you are facing abyss, scary as it might sound, it is best to jump in it. It is undoubtedly dark but who knows, you are being led to Wonderland.
I wish. I am trying to gather courage. After all, deadline is near.
September 1, 2006 at 1:13 pm · Filed under Happened
So, I enter this grand building and all of a sudden start feeling trashy . Err… maybe its because people around me are in suits, their looks made complete by ties and gelled hair.
Oh, I get it now, I just stepped in the BUSINESS school. No wonder.
Yes, I am feeling bit silly and a lot out-of-the-place. But, hey! it is them who should find an excuse, after all its Friday.
August 18, 2006 at 10:09 pm · Filed under Happened
to write to Air India and then post it to their office in New York. After missing a flight and spending one whole day at the airport, I catch hold of the Air India people and recite them my travails. But you should have come yesterday, they inform (in the best Latino English), we would have given you everything you would have asked for. Yes, right! first I miss my flight and then if I fail to locate Air India’s counter, that all is my mistake. It is totally different story, that I get “Information Centre of Airport” ringing Air India and not get any response, should be my mistake too. I can’t deal with this. I have no more physical and mental resources left to think about it. “Do you want hotel accomodation, food and transportation and for today? We can as well get your flight postponed further.” They ask me cheekily. “You can write us a letter. We will look in your case. Just address it to the Manager.”
I walk away from New York. I leave it before it should make me too hard.
August 7, 2006 at 5:19 am · Filed under Did, Happened
So, after missing the flight, I get a new boarding pass (of the same flight but just 24 hours after the one I was sheduled on)with a feeling, “Don’t ask for a compensation. We are not responsible.”
And I am carrying at least 67kg worth of weight and I have no where to turn to, nowhere to go, can’t even think of which questions should I be asking and to whom. I have no coins to place a call, there are no people around, I don’t remember which elevator I came through, all I see is roads, roads that go to the city, roads having happy people in the cars they can afford or can’t. And, I am standing on the road with 67kg of luggage trying to remember where to walk to get back to the airport before getting lost in the city. Gingerly, I make my way to the airtrain’s station of the JFK airport, to find some kind officer standing there who offers me 5 quarters in place of $1. The extra quarter, I can always give to someone needy, he informs when I tell him he has given me an extra coin. I am fine till now. I make a frantic call to a friend, thinking about the extra day I could have spent with my mom and that I didn’t look in her eyes while leaving and that as soon as I entered the Delhi airport, I realized that I need to give her one more hug, that I absolutely need to do that but its too late and all that thought kills me. It strucks me if I really want all this and I want to be home. I really want to be at home. I think about Paulo Coehlo and think whether everything is going to crash. And then, I think probably I have lost my mind. Its just a flight.
After trapeezing through Air India and Delta counters with all that luggage(pushing it up the steep long ramp , ambling it down the ramp a couple of times), I realize at 11’O clock in the night, that I am on my own with no help to speak-of at all. I spend a lot of money to store my baggage at the airport and try to get some rest in the fitful bouts of sleep I get. Only, to get up in the morning, to find myself staring at the MasterCard Ad.
“Seeing the real New York.
Priceless.”
August 4, 2006 at 5:14 am · Filed under Happened
At the airport everyone’s trolley announced “Welcome to New York”. Mine didn’t. Never thought it would really turn out to be a nightmare.
Start of the journey:
Though I have been to this place twice before, I have an uncanny feeling that something is going to go wrong.
During the journey:
Feelings of unsurity surround me. There is strange cloud of reservedness around me which does not make me respond to things that people usually would.
I am smug and quiet as if nothing has happened. Now that makes me scared. I should be feeling the transition. I don’t.
Towards the end of journey:
As a friend puts, “Of all the connection flights, you had to miss only this one. Irony…”
Ma’am you have missed the flight, she tells me. I quiet don’t know what to make of it.
Well, I kind of expected that. When truckloads of people are waiting for their immigrations before you, something starts ticking at back of you mind. And then, when you just can’t find your bags, the tick-tock gets confirmed, and when at customs the officer calls his junior and tells him, “You have not handled this form earlier. Take her case…Don’t worry young lady, it will just take a minute more”, thats creme-de-la-creme. And the labyrinth, that JFK is, you know its just very hard to get on that flight. So, when I reacheth wading through all the formalities to get my boarding pass for the 1840 flight sharp at 1840, I am turned down.
For the last 2 years I have been flying, I had seen my details being noted down(just-in-case-something-happens), or officers looking through bags, or being questioned about my luggage and I even had one lady inspector fishing out a plastic bag from my luggage to find something(I suspect, she thought I was carrying a revolver) but never had I had a missed flight. SO, it was also kind of in-store.
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