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Boss!! Big Boss!! What do you associate the term with, at work? Egoistic? Ego maniac? Corrupted with power? Self-opinionated? Biased? Well, which are the most funny ‘Boss’ dialogues you’ve heard? I could recount quiet a few, but, here’s the best(worst?) - (This one, when we were trying to explain the economics of using black n white printouts, instead of colour printouts to office folks): “I’m the boss. So, I deserve colour printouts ”. - I’m the boss, so I’ll go in the lift first . (This, when there was space for only one person in the lift). - Baroda railway station, at midnight: I’m the boss, so I’ll use the confirmed ticket, and use the berth. You may sit in the RAC seat. (This happened when I was a rookie at work, just below a year old at the job.And...it had been my ticket that was confirmed.LOL). - (This one was a Boss in my previous co, but, he was parallel to me, i.e. I didn’t report to him). I heard him telling his subordinate: Let’s not bother about Amit’s hassles. Let us l

The Big news of the last few days, has been the landing of the Emirates first Airbus 380, landing in Dubai. And, getting ready for it’s first flight to New York tomorrow, the first of August. People turned up in the hundreds/thousands, to see the great ‘bird’ landing at Dubai airport, and rightly so. All with their cameras, of the real kind or the mobile phone kind, of course. Kids, aspiring(inspired?) to be pilots, were thrilled to be seeing the landing of the A380 and were some of those who ” waited patiently in the sweltering heat for at least an hour at the Airport Expo parking lot for a glimpse.” I was just reading the interview of the pilot of the superjumbo in a local paper, and he said” I had butterflies, thinking “I’m going to be flying that in 10 minutes.”You really feel it’s magnitude”. Incidentally, the price of this 469 seater superjumbo,for those intersted in the economics of it, is ‘just USD 320 million’, and, Emirates will finally have a fleet of 58 of them. That add

An award,an award!! I always feel thrilled when I see my,should I call them 'efforts' rewarded.So,imagine my delight when I won the first 'Jeopardy' award, for a Q-A competition held on co-blogger Solitaire's blog. Ahem,ahem,ahem!! So, let me display the award now!! What was it for? For the best answer for the following Jeopardy question(Still wondering why it's called "Jeopardy",Sol!! Is it to signify- 'answer at your risk,and,laugh unto death on reading answers,also at your own risk?':) The Answer: The morning-after pill. The challenge: Create a witty question for the above answer. My Question: What does she do if you were silly and didn't protect your willy? (Take the morning after pill-y,of course!!) And,now,let me take this opportunity to thank all my friends,my well-wishers,co-bloggers,and,all those who voted in my favour for this award. hehheh!! And,thanks,Vrij,for designing the cute award! ------ Speaking of questions,this time I ha

Guess who these two smart 'I'm a Complan boy /I'm a Complan girl'kids are?? ------ Guess what Preity's doing? ------- How do you start a South Indian race? A: Reddy, Shetty, Po! ------- And another one: Q: Why are Tamils the horn*est race? A: Because, they greet you with 'Wanna Come' ! (Wannakam-got it?) ------- Topic for the day: Oh,those people!! You know,I just realized another type of people who irritates me. They are those who stand in the queue of a self-service restaurant/cafe, and don't do their menu selections till they are at the cashier's window. Then,they begin their eenie-meenie-miny-mo game,and stand there for 15 minutes,deciding what to gobble,err,eat! Then,they give their order,and change it four-five times,leading the cashier and the other hungry ones standing behind them to tear their hair in anger. In fact,how about those who,when in a big group, are unable to decide what to order? And then,to show off their friendliness,they&#

Nicknames- just the thought of them brings a smile to the face. I am sure you also have nicknames for your most favourite, most hated, best friends,relatives,et al. Can you remember some of the funniest ones? Let me recount some of the best ones I've coined/ heard/used: At work: - Taklu(for someone who has an abject lack of hair a la Mr. Weatherbee, or, has a totally bald pate )...like, taklu aa gaya. (The taklu has come)...especially when the person does not know Hindi, it's all the more fun, since you can use the nick without fear.LOL. - Bud-dha :(The dash is to distinguish from the serenity which the word Buddha brings to my mind): For someone who's old. If he/she is a bit cranky, they're called 'Buddha Ghoonsat' or, 'Buddhi'. - The Mad Brother : The guy at work in one of my jobs, who was so irritating that we twisted his name from Eemad B to 'The Mad Brother'. - Joker: This was/is my term for anyone who's stubborn and refuses to underst

Will someone please tell me- how can ‘how come’ be correct English usage ? Nowadays, I see it being used as frequently as ‘ Hello- how are yuh ?’ out here. I also spot it in newspaper articles, letters to the editors,et al. Initially, when I heard some friends using it, I thought they were paying tribute to the Red Indians of yore , who would say ‘How?’ instead of Hello, and, probably used ‘How? Come!’ as a way to say hello and invite people into their teepees without expounding much of their energy by saying ‘ Hello and welcome. Please enter our humble abode’. Various examples of ‘How come’ that I keep hearing: ‘ How come he said that?’ ‘ How come you did not arrive on time?’ ‘ How come he does not enjoy life here?’ ‘ How come (s)he did not come when I did?’ ….LOL.. err, no, I made that up…credit that to the light-hearted mood I’m in, today. Speaking of English, I saw some more examples of fractured English recently, and some of them are just so ROFLworthy that I must share them wi

I was talking of friendly people last time, and I can’t help mentioning one of the major differences between being in India and abroad. When we reached Baroda at 6 AM in June, we immediately had the next door neighbours coming over with water bottles. The neighbour who lives below us came with tea. They also told us that they’d be bringing lunch for us, since we were returning home after one year. I was left feeling quite overwhelmed by all this attention, since I’m usually not expectant of such nice behaviour from people. Contrast this with when I returned to Dubai. With the exception of the next door guy’s servant, no-one noticed that the house had been locked for a month, not even the watchman. And, no-one seemed surprised to see me back. (But, then, perhaps that’s the best thing, from the angle of safety. LOL). In fact, the passage ways of these buildings are so empty, except when people are going to the elevator, that I wonder why so much space is wasted for them. They should ma

When you're a bachelor, forced or natural ,out here in Dubai, the most communicative people are,not friends,not colleagues,but,the ever-smiling waiters(Or,should I say 'waiter de'), who go 'ohhh, itne din baad-kaise hain aap?'(oooh...after so many days...how are you?), and,they'll end up inquiring about where you took your vacation, how it went, how the family is,et al. I mean,I'm sure they'll forget it all after 10 minutes,but,at that moment,in a concrete jungle,it's nice to see that someone has the time for such pleasantries,na?? ----- Speaking of people(Pun intended), I wonder how people can talk nineteen to the dozen , while speaking, unmindful of that gravy dripping out from the gap in their mouths when they speak,unmindful of that noodle hanging out- why do they love talking so much, I wonder?Give me a silent eater anyday(Just like me!Ahem!), who makes polite conversation,but,only after finishing the morself of foods in their mouths.Anyway,to

One factor I always find irritating when I’m in Baroda , is the various holidays craftsmen take. I mean, we had this long-pending work to be done at home, including re-tiling the floors, painting, etc, and, I’d scheduled it all so that it’d finish in 15 days, leaving me 15 days to take care of other matters. However, it was one constant run-around every day. One day, the workers cycle tire punctured, they came late, another day, it rained(for just ½ hr) and they did not turn up. Another day it was Amavasya ( No-moon day) and they did not turn up. The sliding-windows installer committed that he’d finish the work on 10th, and he did not turn up till 13th, and took another 3 days to finish. Finally, all the works ended on 26th, instead of 15th, a full 11 days late, leaving me with no time to meet friends / relatives. Anyway, the moot point is, the work got finished and that’s what matters, right? --- One amazing fact about Baroda is, that the traffic there is probably much more than it is

Thought for the day: The best feelings are those that have no words to describe them. Still continuing the Baroda journey , let me recount some of the quaint places of Baroda, which I always ensure I visit. Start with the foodie places. There’s Canara Coffee House . It’s located in an area in the heart of the city, called Dandiya Bazaar. Their most famous item being the Poona Misal(Which is moong with curd and sev). However, what is astonishing is their prices, even today. An idli-sambhar, for example, still costs just 8 Rs, for example. It’s a quaint shop, right next to the fire brigade and, has been around for donkey’s years, and has been a popular place for collegians, especially. There’s Samrat Icecream Parlour : I was able to visit this only twice. The first time, they had run out of icecream cold drinks, and I had to be satisfied with just a cup of vanilla softy icecream(Ek full vanilla, as they call it). So, I naturally had to make time and visit it again, to enjoy the cold drin

Hi,all..I'm back in Dubai now...but, continuing the series on Baroda. Pic: Entrance to the EME temple. Can you believe it? Everyday, during my month-long vacation, I got up at 430-500 AM. And, I did not set any alarm. Be it courtesy of either the nose getting blocked or a headache or a bad dream or the urge to purge, etc- but, I’d be up at the same time daily. That’s what faith does, I’d say, since the prayers at the EME Temple would be at 545 AM and I just had to be on time to attend them. Pic: The Temple. What is unique about it is that it "is a symbol of communal harmony and composite culture of India with the main deity, Shiva, in the Gyana Dakshina Murthy form. The four entrance doors are made in semi-elliptical shape representing the Jain religion. The Sabhamandap(Prayer Hall) in the shape of geodestic dome represents Islam. The structure of golden colour on top of the dome bears resemblance to those used in various Buddhist monuments. The 22 meter high tower represents