Disclaimer: Any coincidence to anyone living or dead is purely a figment of your imagination!
A couple of years back, a weird thing happened to a friend of mine, lets call him 'Suppandi'. After spending an agonizing hour in Bangalore's famous traffic jam waiting to release the liquid in his underbelly, he finally reaches his swanky workplace. Suppandi rushes to the men's room, avoiding his friend's(Muniyandi's) angry call for breakfast, priority being the inexplicable urge to relieve himself. After all when u gotto go...u gotto go. After experiencing the 'nirvana', Suppandi zips himself up, only to find that his zip chose to pop onto his hand. Suppandi being an otherwise ingenious mind could not think of a single idea to save himself from the awkward situation. Here he was, tie clad, shirt tucked in, holding his trouser's zip.
Now, Muniyandi (whom I shud probably call a life-saver retrospectively) enters the scene. He starts buzzing Suppandi urging him to finish the loo business ASAP and relieve him of his grumbling tummy. A bit about Muniyandi- He is our hero's partner in crime, a complete ladies man- very sincere when it comes to making them feel at home. Suppandi had no option but to tell him of the 'critical' situation. Muniyandi advises him to tuck out the shirt and remove the tie and start acting cool. Grumbling, Suppandi does so and made his way out, looking out for prying eyes. As luck vud have it, our hero Suppandi presumes that every girl's eyes were upon him. As Suppandi walked back to his cubicle, a brainwave hit him...."SAFETY PIN". He reaches out to Muniyandi and begs him to check out the nearby shopping complex for safety pins.
After an endless....agonising wait, Muniyandi rings up saying that the shopping mart doesn't have any. Now our hero - Suppandi is devastated! As he sat raking up his dead brain, Muniyandi comes into the cubicle and hands him 2 teeny weeny safety pins which he managed to secure from 1 of his many girlfriends. Suppandi controlled his urge to kiss Muniyandi, after all he did not want him to be considered gay by the ladies. Suppandi asks his friend how he managed to get those pins ...did he tell the girl of Suppandi's situation. Though Muniyandi vehemently denies, I believe Suppandi still doubts Muniyandi's noble effort considering how 'open' Muniyandi gets with girls. Now our hero, Suppandi fiddles around with the pins and came out looking like a soldier returning from a battle...''All smiles''.
Now it was time to start the day's work. As Suppandi starts to sit down, those goddamn pins chose to pop out. Apparently 2 teeny weeny pins found the pressure from the belly too much to handle. Suppandi quickly sits on his seat and assumes a casual countenance. He messages his life-saver (Muniyandi) and pleads him to use his charm again. This time, Muniyandi's attempts were a failure. As a last hope, Suppandi casually asks the girl sitting next to him if she has a safety pin and oh-la-la, she magically came out with a bunch of strong beautiful, stainless steel pins. Our hero accepts them with glee and rushes back to the confines of the men's room. Now, he huffs and puffs to get the pins into position. But sadly he is not experienced with the subtle-ness involved in making those appear invisible on his pants, they were jutting out of his trousers -visible to the whole world.
Our hero again calls upon Muniyandi for help. Now to the grand finale, Muniyandi stands outside the bathroom and instructs Suppandi on how to use the safety pins. "Get those pins from inside out and then in"-he says. Our hero cud not really understand, after all he understood only the world of C...unicode.... machine code..Java beans..coffee beans..zeroes-ones! Muniyandi gets so bugged that he nearly barges in wanting to take the 'matter' in his hands. Suppandi had to use all his managerial skills to keep Muniyandi out. Wonder vot those fellow loo users vud have thought.
After an agonizing, traumatic, backbreaking hour, our hero and his partner emerged- ''Victorious''!
Looking back, both cud have used the services of a clothing outlet in campus..a 5 min walking distance from their building. Alas, they were born with the brains of a software engineer.
Thursday, 3 April 2008
Outlook matters!
The wise men say, your outlook matters the most. I have come across several such sayings but it never really sunk in..until recently. My work involves long travels, nearly 4 hrs everyday in a local train. And like everyone else used to comfort, I used to crib at everything from Chennai's sweltering heat to the crowded local trains. For some reason, I decided that enuf is enuf and I will not crib and I shall try looking at the brighter side of travelling in a local train. To my surprise, travelling by a local train presents a plethora of opportunities.
Nonsensically speaking U can,
Nonsensically speaking U can,
- enjoy the wind blowing through your hair (provided u have some)
- guess whether the girl sitting nearby is single. Imagine u'rself play different roles out of a masala movie..falling in love, winning the lady's heart, fighting the bad men and living happily ever after
- try overhearing vot the girl nearby is speaking into her swanky mobile phone. I know it is tough- going by how softly women tend to talk into their cell phones....coochie-cooing their way with some lucky bum and oblivious to the fact that there is a smart, charming, macho guy sitting..err staring right across
- distract the young couple nearby and devoid them of their privacy. I believe that local trains are a prime destination for privacy craved love birds, now that parks are strictly No-no. U can sing, make funny noises, strike a conversation with them..anything under the sun, until of coz.... u dont get ur balls kicked. Recently I happened to try something myself. Being the chatter box that I am, I started a conversation with this old colleague of mine, soon to realize that his lady love is giving me the shut-your-gob glances. Yet, your top priority shud be to efficiently utilize your time..nothing else matters :D.
Seriously speaking, U can
- restart some of your old hobbies. I am glad that I have picked up my Hindu crossword again.
- pick up your long neglected reading.
- Observe people from different quarters of life. Some of the conversations u can end up having with unknown wise men/women can be very interesting. Observe the love around. I recently had the privilege of observing an elderly couple. The care showered by the man towards his lady is a lesson in itself to all of us.
- watch vendors woo the women and the children alike, selling their wares with aplomb. Future MBA's-no better way to learn than by observing the vendors.
- Several other things, organize your thoughts for the day/contemplating on the day's events-lesson's learnt/catching up with loved ones...the list is never ending - Only if one sets his heart to start 'thinking' and not cribbing.
Let your imaginations run wild. Experience Life!
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The purpose of life is a life of purpose - Robin Sharma
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The purpose of life is a life of purpose - Robin Sharma
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