The Other Side of Life

So I assume Blogathon ends today. I started 5 days late, but that's no reason for me to continue for 5 extra days. Let's be reasonable! I actually really enjoyed the Blogathon. Till before this, blogging for me was always a product of sudden inspiration.  But when the inspiration happens, everything becomes a story: Suddenly, there's a post in every hour of my life and my head starts bursting with ideas to write.  This used to happen once in 3 months. The Blogathon taught me that I am just a lazy lazy bum and that if I really did put my head to it, the inspirations can come more often. Maybe once a week? Or maybe twice? Who knows. The Blogathon has also made me visit most of my favorite blogs more often. Its amazing how this little blog world has so much character of its own. I love reading about different lives, their perspectives. Some of them are so similar to mine. And some so dissimilar! All in all, a fun month. Like I said, the idea is ...

After a tiring Mumbai trip, I walked into the house late this evening. Sherlock was traveling. So I knew I had the house to myself. I wanted to read. Watch a random movie. Play the piano. And sleep early. But they had other plans. That's right. I walked right into a protest march in the house. As soon as I opened the door, I heard a flurry of activity. The TV switching on. The sofa rearranging its cushions. The remotes climbing on to the table to make themselves visible. The utensils from the kitchen had arranged themselves on the ground. The guitar was sitting on the bean bag. The piano had started playing some loud music. I walked into the room, in a trance and started removing my shoes when the TV cleared its throat and spoke, "Look here. You may be a human and the owner and all that. But treat this as an intervention. We are done with you." Before I could speak, he continued.  "Just because you pay my bill doesn't mean you can do what yo...

(This post was a Tangy Tuesday Pick! You can see the whole list here -  http://blog.blogadda.com/2016/02/02/tangy-tuesday-picks-february-2-2016-weekly-blogs-indian-bloggers-blogadda ) This, as per me, is how interviews with me should be like: Interviewer (Ir): Hi. Welcome here. Great to meet you. Me: Hi. Please take me in.. Ir : So, tell me about yourself. Me :  I am a nice person. Most times.  Bangalore traffic gets the worst out of me. I curse while driving.  I was a geek in school and am not great at sports. Some may say that makes me lack the sports spirit. I can't say they are wrong. I can be competitive as hell. Sometimes, that means I compete even for silly things like who ate first. If I win, I do a rain dance to a song that goes, "I won, I won, I won.", while pumping my fist in the air. Also, I am a sore loser. Sometimes, when I lose to Sherlock in Poker or Jenga or even 10 Questions, I cry and threaten not to make dinner. I work ve...

It has been a good day, so far.  I just crossed my own record of maximum versions to a file, with version 41 for a business case that I just saved and mailed. It feels good.  Version 41 in 6 months is around 7 versions per month. That is around 2 versions per week. So that's two times a week when someone changed their mind and asked me to make 1 very small change in the sheet, hence changing all the 16 linked sheets and hence, the word doc and hence, the presentation.  It's ok. Worse things have happened. By the way, Version 20 is always similar to Version 1. It's a full circle. Always. This version thing in, my opinion, is a disease. I am pretty sure even the guy on top suffers from this. As in the guy on the very top, God. I don't think he could have made this entire complex world without at least a few million versions. Darwin, of course, lovingly gave my theory the name "Evolution". I am sure some MBA kid up there would have gone ...

Many years ago, I did a post to absolve myself of all the judging I do. I listed out things for others to judge me about. Blogathon is as good a time as any to bring that back. Because let's face it. I still judge people a lot. For English, for partying, for language, for jobs, for random stuff that's unconnected to me. And I still feel guilty about that. I have grown as a person in 5 years and that means, I have more things now that people can judge me about than 5 years ago. So, here. Here's what you can judge me on: 1. I Love reality shows like Bigg Boss and America's Top Model. They are so silly and mindless that I am almost ashamed to watch them. But, I watch them. And I don't just watch them, I follow them seriously. I follow them on Twitter and participate in polls too. Polls like "Do you think what Mandana did last night was wrong?" and "Rishabh Sinha is the cutest. Do you agree?". Yes. I do all that. It's so sad, that ...