One year

One year of no blogging. Observe a minute of silence please. . Also I love the Android for WordPress. So should get back to writing soon. Okthxbye.

 

English song RAPER

Here is a conversation i had with this random guy. dont know who he is, but am sure u could check out the songs he has sung to know if he is a good rapper raper . And, his fb profile info is just insanely funny. Dont want to link it here, just in case i get hate mails from his “fans” (read victims). Leave a message and i will pass on the link.Suggest you don’t search, we don’t want the wrong rapper raper showing up, do we?

Sai February 17 at 4:43pm Report

hi dis is sai tracksinger from chennai…hope yu heard ma songss..hw r yuu….?i got yu 4m FB suggestion list…by d way smile suits yu damn…kp smilin…kp rockin…

Prithi .L.narayanan February 18 at 1:09pm  which songs?

Sai : m a rapper…..i did rap for many films…..ma songs yethi yethi frm varranam ayiram…..recent g@a,pa@@$,a#a$….gooooin

Me : oh nice

Sai : wer r yu frm…..?wat yu doooo…?yu luk and smile was damn cuteee…awesum…

 

Special Kulfi Falooda please !

This is irresistible. I dnt have too much of a sweet tooth, but this killer from Kailash Parbath scores high among my favorites right now. we are helpless when such an awesome joint is there right next to our workplace. Its got  kulfi,rabdi,vermicilli and ice cream ! sigh. Normal folks will have to share this, it gets a little too much for one person to finish ( ” if u diet, you will understand”, claims my colleague – ” because the more you share, the less sinful”) .

P.S.Thanks to Meenakshi, we always end up with the double scoop special falooda, save the royal falooda for another day. And excuse the bad quality of the picture . enjoy this one

 

Arranged marriages -Tam Brahm style

Two of my very good friends got married recently.. Both were fully arranged traditional Tamil brahmin (tam brahm) weddings. one iyer (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iyer) and the other iyengar (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iyengar) - 2 major sects among tam brahms.

Method I :The online way – done through matrimonial sites. These websites have hope for all – be it a divorcee or a single parent or a normal unmarried person .The concept really revolutionized and capitalized on the arranged marriages scene here . It’s really popular now because it works…  And this is how :

1. Putting up the girls’ profile and “(decent) photos” on matrimonial sites.
2. Scouring through hundreds of profiles to find the perfect boy ( good boy,fair boy, good family and preferably settled in the US- more points if the boy lives in popular business hubs-  yeah! Silicon valley, Texas and New York  sound great. Earlier only software engineers were in demand, but now thats out-thanks to recession)
3. Once they hit upon a good profile, the parents call and exchange the jaathakams(astrological charts) and see if those match.If yes, then photos are exchanged.
4. If okay, both the fams meet. This meeting typically consists of the parents asking questions, judging the family and eating vada,bajji, bonda, kesari.. Oh nowadays its really cool to offer cookies (only eggless mind you Cuz we are strict vegetarians but  conveniently forget that most of our tam bram foreign boys love chicken) and diet coke – in case the foreign mapillai isnt too much into our (oily)snacks..
5. Then the girl and guy are asked to go into a separate room to get to know each other( don’t get ideas now) for abt half hour and in some lucky cases an hour or so …

 

The first one

Today was one of those days that I would mark “important/defining/ MAAAD” in the calendar of my life…I was going to take up a job offer that I had received from a reputed IT company(only and only for the money), an offer that was made more than two years ago, and they finally asked me to join today. So I was all set to take it up and set off from home. I took the local suburban train, all excited because I hadn’t been in a train since college days… I was proud I could still identify some stuff from back then – mainly the eunuch beggar, he/she still wears the same, horribly dirty yellow skirt, sells the same safety pins and colorful rubber bands – for the same three bucks a dozen sigh, proud me … Well, I was having these major déjà vu attacks, the crowds, the dirty seats, the working women combing their hair and doing their make-up-oblivious to the fact that the person next to them has to smell their hair/ feel it in their mouths at times too … and the best part- standing at the door and feeling the wind on your face, hair flying and men on the opposite side gaping at you Oh c’mon, everyone gets a kick out of it, so admit it.

So I reach this place, a mile long queue awaits me (like a ration kadai I remember noting).We get done with the procedures and then get shooed into an auditorium. This really smart chic(HR) says hello and starts this sermon on what the company is all about and stuff. And then its q & a time!!! There were a few hopeless, lost souls in the group who came up with the most mundane questions and put 300 others through the torture of sitting through those as well. Now tell me, how many 23 year old grads(engineering) wouldn’t know the difference between verticals and horizontals in an organization? Or for that matter, what retail trade is? Apparently MANY.All I did was grunt in exasperation every time a hand was raised to put forward a question. Anyways, we got done with all the procedures and I was whining all the while in my head. Should I, Shouldn’t i? Should I, should I should I?? (Sign the offer letter: P) Look the HR guy was cute and all, but dint really make up for the rest of them. Well they had a clause I dint agree with. But anyways, I signed the agreement, fully in doubt, walked up to the cute chap, gave it to him, butt FLASH #1!  - In a moment of intense clarity (everything around me turned all white and hazy – I mean REALLY), I took it back from him, struck out my signature and said am declining the offer. He asked me why and I just said – I cannot do SOFTWARE. I just can’t put myself through that J you should have seen the expression on his face. I said my thanks and walked out, picked up a sandwich from the cafeteria (where all my potential but now ex-colleagues were having a free meal – first day is on the house I believe, hehehaha ) and took the train back…

I had taken a very important decision in my life and I was glad about it J …And then the floating, and light and all-excited me and Sethia – Intro 1 : saving grace – fun factor – adopted brother- punching bag #2 (#1 will be introduced soon) in my life – decided to catch a movie urgently… Bought tickets in satyam, attacked adai avail and pesarettu at their awesome resaurent called ID(for idli dosa) and ran for the flick… It was terrible… Mind you – I hate watching movies, especially badly scripted, masala movies. I either walk out or sleep to make it through such movies. Well we walked out, kolai padam. Took an auto, dropped off Sethia and that is when FLASH #2 happened! I dint have my file with me – read THE FILE with all my original documents. The next one hour was a blur- my phone was dead, somehow found Sethia on mount road, went right back to sathyam and searched all over the place. Finally I had a brain wave and ran to the security office, only to find my file on top of the chiefs’ desk. Listened to a well deserved, lengthy lecture from him as well, picked up my file and we left.

We had to celebrate my good luck, so I drag S into this awesome place for desserts, only to find that they dint have eggless pastries(S is a veeery strict veggie, am good with eggs in cakes J ) I shamelessly order something for myself, we heave a big sigh of relief and sink into those super comfy chairs when this major commotion gets our attention. There was a middle aged man who was suffering a sudden attack of some sort, he got all breathless and was carried into the café. We fussed a bit and helped him out in whichever way we could and finally went back and settled into our chairs, I couldn’t wait to attack the cheese cake I had ordered. We waited. The man started throwing up. He threw up his intestines I think. And add my appetite to that. We cancelled our orders and walked out, all yuck and miffed and headed home…

That was how my day turned out and it was all the madness that finally pushed me to write about it. More later