Yes, I am in Love......

Can you fall in love twice in the course of one day? Well, it happened to me last week.

Twice, knocks came on my door last Thursday. Two gorgeous beauties, each in a different way. One a sleek model, a great traveling companion… well, actually a must-have kind of companion. Heavily into music (and movies too (). The other one, more serious like, great in almost all conditions. So, now the position is, I can’t think whom I love more.

So, without further ado, here are my two new muses… Great, aren’t they?




A fifth generation iPod, sleek black model, with my name carved on the back. 30 GB storage for music, photos and movies.

And a Sony Vaio S560. A very lightweight model, a true traveling companion. Comes with 100 GB hard disk, and DVD writer. What more does a person want??? I had borrowed a friend’s old laptop till now (Anuj, thanks a lot man… May your married life be a paradise for just one good deed, for others, the wishes are in line) But, having your own laptop, and a Sony one at that, is a different feeling.

Let me tell you one thing here, sitting in a coffee house, working on your laptop sipping a good coffee, is there anything more in life to crave? (That is a rhetorical question, I know the answer. I am not so ignorant you know!)

Anyways, I am going to San Jose tomorrow. Will have a lot of things to write about in next 15 days, what with visits to DisneyLand and Universal Studios being planned.

So, till then, it’s me, and my beauties…



P.S. Looks like this is my second post where I mention love. Am I getting too romantic?? (Battle Stations… Battle Stations…)

Back after a long time...

My first fortune cookie told me: “Nature, time and patience are the three great physicians”. This came at a time when nature is turning cold, time is flying, and patience… err, what is this thingy?

Well, I have been thinking of updating this page for quite a while now. But then, a lot many factors conspired together to keep me away from putting my thoughts on paper (paper, notepad, word… same difference). So much was going on, and I had so less time to think of anything else. The college was going on in full swing. I had to write a lot of tests. Overall, last 3-4 weeks were one of the most physically and mentally draining weeks in my life.

But now, I am back… “Restored” in the words of one of my friends! And, I present to you, some strips which kept me sane for last some weeks,


1. PhD Comics: "Piled Higher and Deeper", the ongoing chronicle of life (or the lack thereof) in grad school.
I came across this site by chance when searching for a friend’s blog. And believe me, grad students were never depicted better. For all current grad students, read and procrastinate… for all future grads, read on to see what you are getting into!



2. Sinfest: (Wikipedia says,) often makes fun of popular culture, society, religion or human nature. Though sometimes uses “profanity and broaches controversial topics such as religion and sexuality frequently and with few restrictions”. But believe me, the God vs. Devil word-fights are beyond cool.
Contains my latest crush, Monique...

And last but not the least,


3. Garfield: Everyone loves this “fat, lazy, cynical but endearing” cat (claims of Nermal notwithstanding). I don’t think I need to add anything more, except “Big, fat, hairy deal”.

So read on and enjoy…

On more personal front, this also seems a time when I am getting raw deal from quite a few of my acquaintances. Yesterday was another day when I got shot online. Can you believe somebody actually accused me of saying that she is the last girl boys will go out with? No time to go in details, but this was the worst blow to my gentleman’s spirit after this little girl standing below. As Slick would say, the cheek of the chick...

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Damsel and Distress

My friends can testify (when in one of their rare truthful moods) that I am not a person who (in PuLa's words) pokes my (non-)dirty nose आपलं ज्यात त्यात ('in affairs not concerning myself', for non-marathi people). So I am still trying to find the cause of this severe epistaxis one of my acquaintances gave me today morning.

Well rested, I woke up early morning to start for the college. As I had more time that usual in the morning (by virtue of there being late quiz, not me waking up early), I decided to check if anybody is there online with whom I can chat. And I was lucky, I found my dear sis, and one of my acquaintances whom I haven’t met for a long time.

So I pinged the lady in question, while simultaneously having a pleasent chat my sister. Here’s the conversation that took place.

Me: hi....
X: sorry I will talk to you later
Me: ok.... ping me when you are free
X: ho mi akashi online bolat ahe (I am chatting akashi)

Till this point, we both were pretty polite and all was going fine. I mean, anybody can understand that if a person is busy, he will not chat with you. No problems in that. But her comment was surprising. I mean how can anybody talk आकाशी(that’s ‘sky blue’ in marathi)? Now, I can understand people talking गुलाबी (romantic). Many of my friends do it all the time… but आकाशी???

So I shrewdly guessed that this was a typo on her side, and she wanted to say that she was talking XXXX शी. But then, my puzzled mind tried to fill in the blanks, and came up blank. There was a list of possibilities, akash, akka, asha etc etc… (I did not try after this)

So, I tried to clear my confusion


Me: konashi???
X: any problem to u?

I should have known that here I was on the edge of where no man has gone before. But my enterprising early morning (sleepy) self tried to limit the damage…

Me: problem ani mala??? no
X: mag kashala ase vicharales?tuzi ani mazi titakishi olakh pan nahi (Then why did you ask? You don’t even know me that well)


Talk about being touchy... At this point of time, I was totally lost. I had heard of curiosity being a feline-killer, but this was not even a case which can be filed under that heading. The words which came into my head at that time were not exactly the ones which can be said in front of a lady, so I retired from the conversation, nursing my bloody nose.

Somebody please tell me, where I went wrong? And yes, any cures for epistaxis are welcome.

All I can say is, I should have guessed the way my day was going to be by this.


P.S. Orkut has also joined in to wreck my day. On my home page, it tells me “You have 1 fans.” On clicking on the link, the table shows “none”. I live in air-conditioned apartment, but then I would like to know the name of the person who think I am worthy of this honor. Hilfe!!!!!!
(If anybody reading this is that person, or knows that person, Sorry I could not thank you properly... but thank you very much for that gesture!)

The Journey Chronicles (Part II)

Part two of the journey was London - New York - Raleigh-Durham (And, don't judge by my posts, there was only 1.5 hrs time between the flights). So again I got into the window seat of a "jumbo-jet" for a cross-atlantic hop to New York. The two adjoining seats were occupied by two french boys. नशीब ***** तो ***** (तबियतदार तज्ञांनी फुल्या भरून घ्याव्यात), so I was sure my whole time was going in watching the in-flight movies.

Now whoever said that in-flight movies are boring are probably in the age where Wright flier was still news. I got Hitch and Valiant, both of them excellent movies. What with the movies, and sleep in between them the flight was very short for me.

But who can imagine that while you are going from London to New York (i.e. heading west), you have sun shining straight at your window, so that you are forced to close the window? Believe me, I kept the window closed for almost the whole time, except when we reached american coast (flying south from Canada, if you can imagine that :o) My voisin requested me to keep the window open, while landing, which was anyway my plan.

So finally, we were flying over the american land, and of course sea. (Believe me, I counted at least 10-15 baseball and football-american version-grounds in 15 minutes). When the plane (finally) reahced New York, we all rushed to the immigration control. (Where was the Statue of Liberty??????) There was a looong (रामाच्या शेंडीपासून सीतेच्या शेपट्यापर्यंत) line for that, luckily containing passengers from only one plane. Finally the procedure was over, I had stamp on my visa, and I was legally allowed to enter American territory as an alien (MIB, here I come...)

Going to collect my bags to transfer them to the domestic flight, I got the good news that one of my bags was not seen from London. I think this is my contract with all airlines that they try to reduce the load I am carrying by sending my baggage later. Next time I am going to carry only cabin baggage and hope that they don't keep that with them too. Anyways, there was no customs check (so that all the chutnis, papads, laddus etc got safely out, except those which were in missing bag), and I gave my bag to the staff at the domestic terminal, and started towards the gate for my flight. I had almost 2 hours before the next flight.

The aircraft for next flight was an embraer which is going to be used by our belived Prime Minister and President. Good choice, Mr. Prime Minister... Anyways, I reached Durham safe and sound (minus one bag, and after getting younger, or maybe older, by some 10 hours). My friend was waiting for me, and we started for his home. The highways reminded me of the Germany. the only difference was that in germany, the taxi needed heater, here we needed cooler in the car. I wasn't feeling any jet-lag and we were conversing very happily, meeting after 2 years.

I got to his room, and told him to continue with his plans for the evening (playing volleyball) while I take bath and watch some TV. I still wasn't feeling tired or jet-lagged. So I took into bath, and sat down to watch TV. In 5 minutes, I was sleeping like a log...