The Joke is on you

Me: There are mistakes that you dare commit while giving unnecessary information to a group that is drinking tea.

Myself: And those would be?

Me: Don't look at a Cathay Pacific that is flying over the building in front of which you are having tea. If you have looked, don't mind anyone who read out loud "Cathay Pacific".

Myself: If you did?

Me: Don't add anything to it.

Myself: If you can't keep your mouth shut?

Me: Well, at least don't tell them that you have traveled by Cathay Pacific.

Myself: What if someone asks, "To Kuwait?"

Me: Don't correct them, or else just correct them and leave it there.

Myself: Why?

Me: Maybe because some guy might ask you what is the uniform of the air hostess, for which you might have to say, "Dude. I traveled when I was in first grade. How would I remember?".

Myself: Yeah. So, whats the problem.

Me: Now the guy who asked you would respond. "Maybe because you traveled at an age you did not bother" and shut up, but can you?

Myself: If No?

Me: Then, at least don't say that when you were getting off the flight, they gave you two nice dolls. Everyone (or someone) might starting laughing loudly.

Myself: Oh the idea of a guy liking dolls? That you were very small then? Doesn't that count?

Me: You wish.

Myself: No recovery then?

Me: No no. You can recover from that.

Myself: Then whats the problem?

Me: They might not be laughing for the whole doll thing?

Myself: What else?

Me: Well, You never know. You might realize it late.

Myself: Late?

Me: Yeah. Maybe, when you can't recover anymore.

Myself: How does that work? Why would they laugh then?

Me: Because you made an impression of holding two invisible dolls, one in each hand.

Myself: Now, why is that funny?

Me: It is funny when you hold them pretty close to each other, with considerably open palms and at a certain height from the ground level. :(

Myself: Ooooooooooh!

Celebration of Life

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If life is all about drinking, so be it.
Don't suck others' lives into it.
Don't Drink and Drive!
Drive Safe!
Live and Let Live.

Late by a day!

Glimpse

It was just any other day,

The bright morning, fading away.

All it took was a glimpse,

A breeze of momentary bliss.

A leisured day, full of work,

My senses, all on their mark.

All it took was a glimpse,

To disport me; with ease.

Like it were a tower of cards,

Collapsed my busy thoughts.

All it took was a glimpse,

To drain the colors off my face.

A dodging drama seemed apt,

Had I the time to enact!

All it took was a glimpse,

To hurl me way into the past.

Oh! How terrible it was, to miss?

Beauty of those twinkling eyes.

All it took was a glimpse,

A rushing urge of anamnesis.

Fighting again, to accept the loss,

Though afresh seems the way.

All it took was a glimpse,

To make my lovely day!

PS: Missing someone and accepting that, is a whole other thing. But, when it all comes back, you not only have to deal with the past, but also have to fight your way to the present!!!! :) :)

Oops

The project tracking meeting is in progress. The engineers are seated round the conference table and on one end manager is seated. Your teammate, seated next to the manager is giving updates on your project. The manager is paying at most attention to him. You sit straight opposite to him and have no clue about what your teammate is telling - lack of co-ordination you see. As he goes about it point-by-point, your face gradually shrinks from a straight (along y-axes) to almost straight (along x-axes). This is when the manager decides to look at you and catches your expression. Oops!

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There is a very steep ramp that you drive down/up as you enter/leave the basement bike park of your office. Until you got used to it, whenever you drive up, your heart skipped a beat imagining the bike halting in the middle, thus slipping down. In fact it has happened a couple of times, but you manage to maintain balance and keep going (then). After six months of driving up and down, one evening, you leave late from office and offer a colleague to drop her at the bus stop. Today, as you drive up the ramp, your driving skills come in handy enough that not only does your bike halts, you slip down so fast that an on-looker had to come running and stop you from falling. Well... Oops!

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A hot girl you've been seeing (no no.. take the literal meaning, as in, staring with mouth wide open) since you joined the company moves into your floor and is seated close to your cubicle. You know she is from north India and cannot understand Tamil, well, at least the fast version of it that you speak. One fine evening, as your friend and you pass through her cubicle, discussing loudly in Tamil about whether she'd be there or not, you choose to say "she is so wow" (again in Tamil). As a reflex, she appears in front of you (she walks out of her cubicle to go somewhere). For a moment, both of you stand opposite to each other guessing who is going to give way first. Conveniently, you forget that she doesn't understand Tamil and keep looking at her as if you were sorry for what you said. Oh my God! Oops!

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All about a T-shirt

The evening was slowly settling in, when we were wishing bye to an ex-colleague who had flown to Chennai last weekend. He was on the way to his hometown for a week before which he spent the weekend here. Once he left, 6 of us were left. Three of them had their own plans and were moving out, which left 3 of us (i know you're good at math; but that was just to prove i'm good too).

When we were debating on why we should go inside Spencer again, Srinath expressed his plans about buying a t-shirt for a friend, whose birthday was approaching. He said that we could send it through VJ, who was leaving to Bangalore the same day. It sounded like a good idea and VJ said ok.

In no time, we were walking along the ground floor of Spencer window shopping all the candidate shops. I was thinking what to buy in terms of picturizing a decent t-shirt in my mind. We got into an argument of what size should we buy.

I started with an S or M, when Srinath said it has to be an M and laughed over the fact that Ananth had suggested an L. Slowly, T-shirt jokes started (why wouldn't it with a XXL guy walking along with them), followed by other conversations.

After sometime, we were ordering cafe latte, cappuccino and chocolate fantasy in Coffee Day at the Food Court in Spencer. I reminded myself about the T-shirt we were supposed to buy. As soon as the chocolate fantasy came, we compared it with the one Srinath had once ordered in Madurai and laughed about the difference. This one tasted like drops of heaven.

The next time I thought about the T-shirt was when I was biking back home. I immediately asked VJ if she saw Srinath in the vicinity. He had also vanished from sight. After an hour or so, Srinath and me had a good laugh on the phone about the forgotten T-Shirt, which was almost the reason why we went back into Spencer.