Tuesday, 30 December 2014

Whats in a name!

the answer is .. a LOT!

When I call the GP, they ask for my DOB instead of my name, My colleagues rely on self-complete options of mail and chat applications to connect to me, When I'm asked for my surname on phone, I'll start spelling it without them prompting, If I have to fill up any documents with my husband, I have to go around convincing people that he is indeed my husband even though our surnames are different because I chose to keep it that way... The list goes on. But this post is not about how Indian names are handled in the western world. In fact this is about how important your full name is!

I had to write one test the other day for our VISA extension and my DH completely ignored my middle name while registering. So on the day of the test, I woke up at 5 to revise everything I managed to gulp in the previous day, arranged food for DD for the whole day, reached the center on time after 90 mins commute only to be sent back home because I had my middle name missing when I registered. All my efforts to convince them with originals were in vain. That's a good 5 hours and £70 washed away in the waters !

Lesson learnt: Always spell check your name, Husbands are not smart enough to remember your full names all the time!



Monday, 21 March 2011

A train journey

My mom was tensed as usual seeing many guys in my coach. I tried to make my way through the highly crowded compartment when my sister and mom chose to stand outside and spy on my neighbors for the 8 hour journey. After I got to my seat, I got busy settling my things, when suddenly a guy, a smart young man in his mid twenties called me to tell that my sis wants to talk to me. Without giving a proper acknowledge to my messenger, I moved to say b-bye to amma and sis. These days talking to strangers, that too guys, that too in front of amma is a strict no-no to me.
The train started and I maintained my highly made up mature look. This being the first evening train to Bangalore from Palakkad, there were many sleeper ticket travelers and I had to share my berth with another family till Coimbatore. There was no chance of sleeping off as I would have done usually. I finished my dinner and desperately waited for the family to get down in the next station. All of a sudden I heard a hi
It was him again, the same messenger guy. I gave a least interested smile back and started to play around with my mob. He had decided not to stop... The conversation went like this…

He – it’s very boring right?
Me – Yeah!
He – Which berth?
Me – 25
He – going to Bangalore?
Me – Ya
He – Software engineer?
Me – Yeah (A very disappointed one this time) … and you?
He – I’m into yoga. I’m a yoga trainer

Something lit up in me. Wow, I got a chance to get free ka advice that too at a time when I desperately wanted one … I have grown in size sideways, so much that I had to give off all my favorite salwars to my sis since I could not get into any of them. My BMI is in the brim, another half kg would brand me over weight… I have low bp, I’m anemic, and my legs get swollen if I sit for a long time… In short, I have all the ailments and concerns of a woman in her 30s and I’m years behind 30 (***winking***). Conversation continued like this…

He – I was also a software engineer till 3 years back.
Me – Oh I see… Were you into yoga from childhood?
He – Yes, but I never thought of it as a career. Now I’m happy that I chose it. 80% of our customers are software engineers.
Me – Obviously… when you pick a city like Bangalore where 80% of the total population is into IT
He (smiling) – that’s true

We talked for the next 1 hour. There was no telephone number exchange. In fact I don’t even know his name. I asked him many questions; he answered them patiently as he would have done to any of his students. According to him, Yoga is a vast science. There are almost 80,000 to 100,000 asanas and most masters in Yoga will manage to learn only a few 100s. Yoga is about letting yourself free, it is not something that is restricted by do's and don’ts. It should be part of our lifestyle and not for reducing our weight or for toning, although they are guaranteed after-effects of yoga. There is no dieting required for yoga. In fact he says that there is no point in refraining from anything you like in order to maintain your figure. That will cause a disappointment, sometimes that we won’t even notice.

I was relieved. Alas, someone told me that there is no point in dieting :) When the train reached Bangalore, we got up, bid good-bye and All-the-best and moved out in two different directions. I was happy for meeting him, a composed individual whose sole aim in life was not to earn money.

How many times do we pay attention to people around us? How many times we smile at kids playing around? Life today is governed by money, driven by power and guarded by fear.

Saturday, 28 August 2010

Go green :)


Certain revelations sets in you a little late .. sometimes you discover it when someone else tells you. Something like that was imposed on me lately when Jay discovered that green is my favourite colour. His justification to the observation is that knowingly/unknowingly I pick green in things I wear, homewares that I purchase, bed covers, choice of paint and even my blog template. I thought over and found it quite right, so from then green is my favourite colour, purple is picking up fast although. Recently I purchased a room curtain for my drawing room and I chose purple from all the colours there, and even my new blackberry is purple :)

Knowing my fancy over favourite colurs, Jay gifted me 2 T shirts for this onam - One green and the other purple :)) Well, I thought of writing this post after another realisation. Recently I find myself eating lot of Kiwi and you know why, it looks brilliant with those fine black seeds in the green background... the loveliest fruit according to me ... and of course, it tastes good :))


Wednesday, 25 August 2010

Maybe a li'l longer

I requested, I demanded, I protested - Finally I won!!!
I got relocated to a developed country on work, plainly because I wanted to join my hubby there. Back from home 90 miles looked less, its just 1.5 hours in train... which meant that I can commute daily to office from home. I was excited.
It was not that easy...
Work was getting hectic, simple routine jobs which demanded your complete attention even on weekends
More time on train and no time for me(leave alone my husband) at home made me restless
I fell sick, got bedridden for weeks together...
Now I feel giddy thinking of the work that awaits me next week...
Was it all worth it???
I look forward for the life that my mother had at my age ... a comfortable job next to home, return home on time with ample time for family, calm weekends with parents/grand parents, cooking was never a task, we never missed our favourite TV shows and took turns to share the days happenings....
Maybe I have to wait a li'l longer ....

Friday, 30 July 2010

The White Tiger - review


A very frank and plain representation of the present state of India seen from varied angles. The narrator is a common man who is proud of what he has 'achieved' over the years despite being born in a poorest of poor families. Very fast moving book written in simple English. There are many instances where the author has portrayed things very innocently, mostly by ignorance. The comparisons and perceptions are written in a fresh new style. On a whole, a good to read book - which you can carry for a one day trip :)
And thanks to the book, I didn't know what's so unique about a white tiger....

PS: I'm aware of the fact that I didn't start my post with a preface explaining my hibernation. That was intentional coz i have no excuse ... I was just lazy!!!

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

I'm tagged!

Thank you Commni for tagging me. I love tags, but I always love reading the answers that people write, let me try my shot here…
So here goes my first tag post

1. What is your current obsession?
Walking and jogging… Can’t believe I have become so health conscious.

2. What are you wearing today?

One of my Salwar which is 4 years old and looks brand new even now.

3. What’s for dinner?
Dal, Roti, rice … the usual stuff :(

4. What’s the last thing you bought?
North Indian non veg meals from my office cafeteria

5. What are you listening to right now?
Keyboard strokes

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you?
A girl with great sense of wit and amazing writing ability, Communi, having said this, I also have a suggestion, forget your CAT/MAT and join Creating Writing Course in a good university.

7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?
Thripoonithura, Cochin :)

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer?
Lot of water, fan, sunscreen lotion, wet tissues, a dim lit room in the ground floor of any building with proper ventilation, umbrella.

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?
Swindon

10. Which language do you want to learn?
I wanna learn to write my mother tongue properly first. Rest all can wait.

11. What’s your favourite quote?
I never let schooling to interfere with my education – Mark Twain

12. Who do you want to meet right now?
Etta

13. What is your favourite colour?
Green. I have joined the ‘Go Green’ initiative

14. Give us 3 styling tips that work for you.
1. Never take too much time to get ready for any occasion. It’s always better the natural way, 2. Hair and foot speaks a lot about one’s personality (This is just my observation, I got a very unruly hair), 3. Dressing decently is more important than dressing stunningly

15. What is your dream job?
As a senior secondary school teacher in an international school which has the best bunch of students and faculty very near to my home. Of course the pay does matter!

16. What’s your favorite magazine?
I don’t follow any magazines. I read anything that comes handy.

17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?
A high heal black cut shoes for myself, Birthday gift for my sis and dad, Head first series of SQL, a corduroy blank pants for myself and a small gift for etta.

18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?
Body piercing

19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon?
Freida Pinto

20. What kind of haircut do you prefer?
Would like to try curls but knowing my hair, I would stick to normal U cut.

21. What are you going to do after this?
Grab my bag and run to catch the bus back to office

22. What are your favourite movies?
Tough question, Of what I can remember now – Manichitrathazhu, kadhavasheshan, Shawshank Redemption, Pretty Women, Jab we met, Anbe Sivam, Kannathil muthamittal, Cast Away ….

23. What inspires you?
My failures

24. What do your friends call you most commonly?
Just my name; it’s too short to be shortened further

25. Would you prefer coffee or tea?
Tea… Can’t live without it a day

26. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?
Keep myself busy with things of my interest.

27. What makes you go wild?
Hunger

28. Which other blogs do you love visiting?
All the blogs I'm following.

29. Favorite Dessert/Sweet?
Payasam (Paalada)

30. How many tabs are turned on in ur browser right now?
I use IE 6, so only one tab

31. Favorite Season?
Rainy season

32.Whats ur current facebook status msg?
I’m not into facebook!

33. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?
Ignore

34. What are you afraid of the most?
Staying away from home

35. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?
My eyes were red like a cherry in the morning

36. What brings a smile on your face instantly?
A sight of him ;)

37. A word that you say a lot?
Hello

38. Tell us a bad PJ u heard recently??

Once there was a bus conductor, who was very rude to his passengers.

One day a beautiful young girl, of around 18 years,tried to board the bus, but he didn't stop the bus. Unfortunately the beautiful young girl came under the bus and died on the spot.

Angry passengers took the conductor to the police station, who in turn took him to the court.

The judge was not at all impressed with him and gave him capital punishment.

He was taken to the electrocution chamber.

There was a single chair in the center of the room and a single banana peel at one corner of the room.

The conductor was strapped to the chair and high voltage current was given to him! .

But to everyone's amazement, he survived.

The judge decided to set him free, and he returned to his profession.

After a few months, this time, a good looking middle aged woman tried to board the bus but the conductor didn't stop the bus.

Unfortunately, this time also, the good looking middle aged woman came under the bus and died on the spot. Again angry passengers took him to the police station, who in turn took him to the court.

The judge took one look at the conductor and gave him capital punishment.

The Bus conductor was taken to the same electrocution chamber where there was a single chair in the center of the room and a single banana peel at one corner of the room.

He was strapped to the chair and high voltage current was given to him.

This time also to everyone's amazement, he survived.

The judge decided to set him free, and he returned to his profession.

A couple of months later, an elderly gentleman tried to board the bus.

This time the Bus conductor, remembering his earlier experiences, stopped the bus.

Unfortunately the elderly gentleman slipped and died due to his injuries.

The conductor was taken to the police station and then to the court, to the same judge.

Though he hadn't done anything wrong, but considering his past record the judge decided to set an example and gave him capital punishment.

The Bus conductor was again taken to the same electrocution chamber where there was a single chair in the center of the room and a single banana peel at one corner of the room.

He was strapped to the chair and high voltage current was given to him.

This time he died instantly !!!!!!!!!!!

The question is why didn't he die on the first two occasions, but died instantly the third time??

Try to solve it yourselves. This is rather interesting and answer is perfectly logical.

If necessary read the puzzle once again.



Still you couldn't, Then see below...



Think hard



Tired????



Wanna know the answer ????

Answer :

During the first two times, the conductor was a Bad Conductor, therefore electricity didn't pass through him.

But during the third time, he was a good conductor, electricity passed through him freely and he died!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! !

Ha Ha Ha ha !!!!!!!! Obviously you gotta revise your science chapter on Electricity? ?

39. What's the last book that you have read?
Cloud nine minus one- Sangeeta Mall

I'm tagging Saravana, Jithu and Arjun. Let me see if you really reveal anything :)

Saturday, 6 March 2010

On a serious note :)

Long time no see.... I know it has been really a big gap and the biggest thing that I regret about is that I broke the resolution of mine to keep posting something in my blog at least once in a month.. now thats bad ... chalo better late than never. I'll update two posts this month and that'll do the compensation :)

It has been a happening 'era' for me and I feel a 'little' grown up. I have heard that marriage brings with it so many responsibilities, but for me it meant a lot more recognition - a new identity.

This is my first post as Mrs. Jayakumar and yes, people give me some respect, I'm married now...

I'm loving my work now. It's really good to work with people who know what they are doing and are logical enough to justify why they are doing that. There are a few freshers in the team and one can feel the difference when we are with them in their energy and enthusiasm.
They are not very keen to check their mails every 10 minutes and don't have an alarm set for 'tea time'. They are proud to display their ID cards and payrolls. There is no cribbing about appraisals and no one bothers about maintaining the hours in office. They are eager to meet their pals and weekends mean more than long hours of sleep. No manager is bad and no question is silly. They are here because they deserve to be here and I just hope that they are given enough chances to prove their mettle, at least to start off in a way they like.

I got a new friend, a Sports Instructor, although with her tiny frame no one would guess it. She came to me to help her create a resume. I got interested as I was filling it up. She was doing the job because that was the thing that she was interested in. She knows what she wants and she can tell you with confidence where she will find herself after 5 years. She understands her weaknesses and is sensible enough to refrain from doing something just because she has to do it.

Okie, enough of my philosophy. Coming to some of the things that I did lately, I read KamalaDas's 'My Story'. It was a book that I wanted to read for a long time just because of the controversy surrounding it but the book didn't come to my expectations maybe because I read the English translation, I couldn't feel the real beauty in her language but I liked her poems. I somehow felt that the story is made up... a little too much of added masala than what an autobiography should contain. Although the plot was OK, I felt that there is no story as such in 'her story'. Her thoughts as I could sense from the book were the same in her 40's as it was in her teens. May be she never grew up. I felt the dissatisfied tone in everything she did apart from writing.

I heard from a friend that her son, M.D Nalapat writes nice political reviews ... however I haven't come across his articles yet.

That's it for now but watch out, I got unlimited internet access at home and all the time in the world to keep jotting something... See you later!