And finally there was a FB account

So I finally do have a facebook account. Most of you are already on my friends list in less than 24 hours, so you do know I'm not fooling around anymore. It's also very nice to know that 34 people have accepted my friend request and a another 14 want to be friends with me! On further investigation of "my profile" I found that my extremely shy girl friend has 225 friends on facebook!! That's 215 more than she has in real life!!! Not that I have a problem with it. Really baby! :)

So as one or two of you may have realised after looking at my extremely flattering pictures, that profile was created by Herbert and a lot of people have fallen for it, which means he will now be very happy with himself for the next 20 years! Herbert, by the way, maybe 21 years old, but let me tell you his shoe size is more than his IQ (shoe size - 10 1/2). And yet, he has managed to pull this off. Well, I have to say I'm quite flattered with all the "requests" I have been receiving, but I'm absolutely annoyed that the alerts are activated on my email and my freaking phone did not stop beeping for like 20 minutes (then it threw up blood and died!).

I did go into the account once to see what it is like to have a FB profile and really I could not be bothered that "Kenneth Dean is now friends with Suraj Kapoor" or that "Tushar M is having a long weekend" or all of that shit. The argument most people have had with me is that "you don't know what it's like". Okay, maybe not completely, maybe only 3%, maybe even lesser, but I'm just going to let Herbert talk to all the people in there for me! I will of course have seeded my spies in there to give me constant reports of what is going on. The first action from that is to get rid of those super awesome pictures of mine.

And yes.. happy "facebooking" with me! Vik, I don't know if you can, but maybe you should direct all those people on my friends list to this post! It'll be fun!!

P.S. That thing I wrote about Rami in the first para, I feel will get me into trouble, so the picture below should help. Yes, I know it's a good picture - that's why I put it up!

Not just good food..

I've had a major stomach upset for the last 2 days and have deprived my self of any solid food. So today when craving came knocking, I decided to order out from one of my favourite malvani cuisine restaurants (an important word to remember) and then I looked a little closer at the menu..

They could use the same menu if they decide to branch out as an escort service agency. Their "man" will be at your doorstep!!

P.S. "Mouth watering" - very tempting but I'll stick to the fish curry - thank you!

Stories from the last month..

So sit back.. get that beer.. 'cause this will be long (unless I get terribly bored halfway through, which is quite likely).

First, I completed a year in my company in May. It's hardly an achievement I know, but with the way I was feeling at one point, it is still something to be proud of. I have almost started believing in miracles!

I have been thinking about all the things I wanted to write and then I realised the effort it would require versus spending that time I could watch television or drink was just not worth writing an entire story. Sorry, I know I kind of built the "get your beer" scene in the beginning. But to be honest, the first two paras on this post were written about 3 days ago. So in a nutshell, I got bored and I don't really feel like saying so much any more.

Anyway, the trip to the UK (for work) was good. Interesting in a lot of ways - like traveling to 4 different places in 13 days, staying in London right next to St. Paul's Cathedral, where Charles and Diana got married, the queen celebrated her 80th B'day (yes, she really celebrated it) and most of all staying at the White Hart in Lincoln. If you really want to know why it was "most of all" click on the hyperlink. On the whole it was good.

I tried not to be "Indian" on my trip, but I was more than often hit by the Indian inside me. Example - I paid 167 pound to travel 2 hours (one way) by train to Stoke. That's how much it almost costs if i were to fly to Bangkok and back - TWICE!! Thankfully the company paid for it.

So here are some pictures.. taken from my Blackberry :)

St. Paul's from my hotel

The White Hart - Lincoln

The corridor and the door to my room at the White Hart

The Lincoln Cathedral  (where The Da Vinci Code was Shot) - This is the view from my room, notice the blind on top right.

And a tablet in the office I worked out of in London (I only noticed this on the last day)

And now the best part of being in London - two of my little nephews! I know how old I sound, but it's an awesome feeling when a little kid hugs you and says "I love you mamu"!!

That's Reeyan - the most handsome 4 year old I know, and he even has a great dressing sense (why else would he wear a Tee similar to mine)

And here's a little devil called Eric (almost Cartman). The 10 month old fought with me physically for my phone. He won when he stamped on my "you know what"! I will beat him next time!

P.S. I hope at some level I have made up for not writing for so long. If I haven't.. please go take a hike! :)

This is the best I could do right now.

Will be back soon!

Someone observed that I wrote more in March last year than I have this entire year (they even said, "let alone July last year"). Alright, so I have been very busy and lazy, which I have come to understand is a very deadly combination for your out-of-work life. But it's not like I have nothing to write about. In fact, I do have a whole load of stories to tell. But not now.. 'cause I'm in office and I do have a truck load of work to finish. But I promise it'll be sooner than later!

Just keep the faith.

A moment of brilliance & an apology

Sometimes solutions just hit you from nowhere. Or do they? I've spent several sleepless nights thinking of a way to work around something at work and then suddenly yesterday in the afternoon it just seemed to fall in my lap! Was it the work of those several days of thinking or was it just that one moment of brilliance? I'd like to think it was the latter. I want to believe that in my life there will be these 'out of the blue' moments, and not everything is a result of the careful planning that I have come to like so much.

Talking about careful planning - I want to publicly apologise for the Facebook trick I pulled off. It seems there were several more victims than I initially thought. So everyone, I am sorry that you're so gullible (or just plain... well.. whatever)! And a very special to my best friend Vikram, and my girlfriend Rami who were also victims. You see, it was an unbiased prank and so people can stop feeling bad about it. I have a feeling it's not going to be forgotten anytime soon though. You can use the comments space to call me names if that makes it better.

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P.S. Manchester United Vs. Barcelona - Champions League Final, 28th May at Wembley. Go United. (and Vikram it is absolutely fine if you do not comment on this).

What living alone does

I'm becoming strangely comfortable living alone. So much that now it has begun to bother me (and not that there's any problem). A regular day in my life is wake up, bathe (etc.), drink my coffee/tea, go to office (I don't think it is important to include "get ready" as I expect people to assume that), come back in the evening, bathe, do dishes from last night, watch TV while drinking (or the other way around), eat dinner and sleep! This routine has not changed once in the last 6 months! Maybe it's my love for predictability that is now making me so comfortable. Nevertheless, it is a little disturbing now 'cause I almost never go out during the week in Bombay. All I want to do is go "home" and be all by myself!

It's not like I have become a loner, more like I once mentioned about being alone and not lonely. I absolutely love the "me" time and I hate the thought of giving it up for anything. The other day, I had to go out with people from office and I kept having this feeling inside my chest of something gone horribly wrong. Something like me not being able to just have the evening to myself. Some people have come to the conclusion that I have a problem and I should maybe get married - I'm not even going to tell you the things I say to those people in my head.

I love the thought of my house being mine alone! So much that I don't even answer the doorbell if it's rung before 10am! If there is anyone or anything important they will ring the bell again and I still won't answer if I don't feel like it!

Nevertheless - the thought of coming back to Pune EVERY weekend is really what keeps me going.

I am monarch of all I survey,
My right there is none to dispute;
From the centre all round to the sea,
I am lord of the fowl and the brute.
 
- The solitude of Alexander Selkirk
 
P.S. I started writing this post on Wednesday in office and just then a colleague of mine asked me to go with him drinking. I did. It wasn't so bad!

The big FB April fool prank!

So as some of you may have figured, you never did find my FB profile! I want to put up some of the comments I received but then they're all right here! :)

What not can be achieved with a little planning and a blog! Heheheheheh...

For those who still don't get it. I DO NOT have a FB account. And D, "I’m not a social networking person and I probably will never be"!! Next year I think I'll try this again!

BTW Vik, you were the first person to look for me (at least the one that reached out after they couldn't find a profile)!!

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P.S. Doesn't mean I will never have a FB profile. You never know what circumstances can bring a man to do! :)