Monday, December 26, 2005

198, Call center.

This is what it sounded when my roomie announced about his recent purchases. Yes, sometimes he acts little weird, but when he announced that he had bought "198 call center" we were bit surprised. Buying property at such rapid pace is unbelievable.
And the purchase bill read:
One Night @ Call Center, Chetan Bhagat Rs 95.

Pehchhan koan?



Any guess's?
Though this sketch is still incomplete, this is what I am sketching currently. After completion, this would undoubtedly be the longest time consuming sketch i had done so far.

Monday, December 19, 2005

The Perfect Flight

I started two hours early, anticipating traffic, from the scheduled departure time of the Indian airlines which was to take me to Pune at 11.10 amin the morning. Surprisingly in spite of office hours, the traffic on the airport road was less. With only traffic lights to stop the mighty speed of my drive, I reached well in advance to the airport. I unsuccessfully tried to search for 2 rupees change, but to my surprise the driver himself offered me remaining change which I heartily accepted. Earlier also the first driver I asked, without any hassles, had accepted to drive me to the airport.

Since I had reached well in advance there were few people at the airport. The receptionist at the counter gave me my boarding pass with a windows seat with a smiling face. Slowly as the time progressed, other passengers started showing up at the counter. The remaining time was very well spent in observing people, listening conversations and reading new paper. The sky was perfect blue, and temperature was just around the comfortable limits with warm breeze.The lazy winter mornings effects could be seen clearly, the workers were slowly going about their work, the security guard took his own time to complete pre-flight checks in midst of his morning coffee, the x-ray machine was also lazily scanning the baggages. The morning rays had lit-up the whole waiting lobby, and people were trying to shake-off good nights sleep.

When the departure was announced, I occupied my seat at the window. Few chocolates were distributed. As the last passenger boarded the plane and occupied his seat, the airplane was ready for take-off. Pilot took his own time in completing pre-flight checks and slowly released the throttle. The plane was now slowly approaching the so called tarred strip the runway. After reaching the end of runway and taking a perfect U-turn, the pilot kept increasing throttle, the plane started picking up speed and within seconds it touched 300 miles per hour. The acceleration was huge, it was clearly visible on the first-timers faces; everybody was as if glued to the back of his seats. The roar of engines kept increasing, complemented by perfect silence inside; the buildings zoomed past within fractions of a second, tires spinning faster and faster and finally the giant aircraft leaped in the air.

The clear sky offered perfect view of Bangalore city. From lazy morning to the jet speed, the flight was perfect.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Since past few days I am very busy, and often think about what I have to do tomorrow. It just happened in a flash that I didn’t even realized what I said when I got out after the cricket match that day. I said my left stump did not move; everybody looked puzzled while I realized I had to say my left leg did not move at correct position.

Google Music

Google has now added music searching facilities to their existing search engines. The flip side though is that the database is not complete currently.

Heres link to search music on google: http://www.google.com/musicsearch?

Monday, December 5, 2005

Post Paid.

Almost every alternate day I get a call from representatives of some of the mobile operators in the country. The conversation usually hovers around the same issue. Even though it is irritating stating them again and again that I am not interested in accepting their offer, sometimes I really wonder about them.
Every time they will come up with innovative ways to woo customers, but their offers are almost similar. Some of them are so funny that they actually make you laugh. Like this one.

Sir, Are you using post-paid mobile connection or pre-paid?
Post-Paid.
Sir in case you are using pre-paid connection we have a better offer on a post-paid connection…
I already have a post-paid connection.
Sir in case you have a pre-paid connection…
I have a post-paid connection. P O S T post P A I D paid connection.
Ohh sir, you already have a post paid connection, we have a better deal. Would you like to know about details?
I patiently make an effort to hide my displeasure, and, she in-turn assumes that I replied in affirmative. :(
She goes on, and tells me details about plan that I already have.
I already have a post-paid connection with the same plan.
Sir you already have two connections, then why can’t you take one more. Sir see we have good offer...
I do not have two connections, I already have one with the same offer.
Ohh is it Sir, then you can go again for this plan.
I got really irritated and simply hung up.

Thursday, December 1, 2005

Jasmine


Ever since we had moved to this our current house, for more than two years, I used to see completely dried wild shrub hanging over the entrance gate. It was completely dry. Many times I had felt that I should remove it from the place and plant a jasmine plant on its place. That day when we cleaned up our little garden, we removed all the unwanted plants but kept this one.

One day when I returned from my office in the evening, I smelt jasmine fragrance and saw few jasmine flowers lying on the entrance. I thought somebody had dropped them there by mistake and later forgot about it. Next evening when I returned again there was jasmine fragrance in the air, I thought I am dreaming about them; but the fragrance was there.

I looked up in the direction of fragrance, three leaves had appeared on that dead dried shrub, and few jasmine flowers were dancing along with the cold breeze.

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