..of a peerless nincompoop

Things I have and things I need

I sorely miss someone who never was mine. I don’t think she will ever be mine. But I miss her. I don’t know whether she knows that I still care for her.

But now, that is not my main concern. How do I tell those idiots at google that I needed google cabinet search and not google desktop search? I am trying to find a credit card statement that I put in my drawer in the morning. Till now I have discovered all these things in my drawer:

1. A leather glove. I will search for its pair when they actually launch a google cabinet search.

2. A broken TT ball.

3. An old TT bat with no rubber on one side.

4. A boarding pass which shows that I had been to Kerala on 11/07/2004.

5. My xerox copy? πŸ˜• Oh! no, it’s an X-ray.

6. An empty brown envelope that is torn at all edges.

7. My degree certificate πŸ˜€

8. A T-shirt that is big enough to be used as my bedsheet.

9. My phone’s old cover. Looks like it had been attacked by some beast. My friend had run over it when my phone was kept in the middle of the local playground. Don’t ask me how I managed to do it. It was easier than burning the bed. πŸ˜•

10. A myriad of six and eight legged species. Usually I don’t mess with them.

Lots of things.. Feels like I am blessed with material wealth. But where the heck is my credit card statement? 😦


April 17, 2006 Posted by | On the lighter side | 14 Comments

Monday morning blues

Monday morning means time to go back to office. I had no choice and there I am, at my desk as early as 11 AM, sleepy, yawning and cursing my fate.

It’s rather surprising to see no one around. I always wanted to be a role model, but never thought that I have inspired my teammates so much. After an hour of happy browsing, I decided to play smart. Took out my phone, called my teammate and yelled at him for being so late to office. How can they be so irresponsible? I don’t care what others are doing, but I get really irritated when I am deprived of my sleep and still others are having a good time. I had to react.

After all, how often do you get a chance to yell at people who are busy with meetings on a monday morning? Damn it. Why didn’t they tell me if they were having a meeting? Just because I was sleeping when it started?

Boss has not turned up yet, seems like he’s the only one inspired by me.

Update: Boss is in Japan, and not “inspired” by my footsteps 😦

March 27, 2006 Posted by | On the lighter side | 30 Comments

Parting ways

He was my companion for the past one and a half years. We enjoyed our weekends together. On weekdays, he would patiently wait for me outside my office till evening. He meant a lot to me. But happiness won’t last long. It’s very hard to say goodbye to a pal who was part of the life. But I know I have to. Sooner or later, he would find somebody else to take care of him.

It’s difficult to adjust with the fact that my Bolero won’t be mine for long. I never thought of all these when I decided to pursue higher studies. I am being selfish for my own existence. But please don’t call it selfishness, call it helplessness. Ever thought about the feeling of a helpless parent who sells his child for food? I sense it now. There is a hope that someday he would be able to get his child back, and that he would be able to feed him.

It will be heartbreaking to see someone else enjoying the company of my friend, whom I was so possessive about. Yet I have to see it, and I will need somebosy else’s permission to be with him.

I can’t write. My eyes are filled with tears and my heart is so heavy that words break. My friend, I hope you will find someone better to take care of you..

March 24, 2006 Posted by | Uncategorized | 8 Comments

A treat, and some fun

GP got her first job, in fact five of them. Great news, and giving a treat is the norm. Eight of us went to Lemon Grass this Wednesday evening. It was so crowded that we found ourselves seated in the family area, amidst a rather sedate crowd. Everyone ordered starters, SK opted for vodka, SRS ordered whisky and the rest settled for mocktails. GP helped SK and SRS with a small sip from their share. The rest were happy with their mocktails. We were waiting for the two (and a half – that’s GP) to start talking.


Occasional boasts of how spirits won’t affect them. And an odd funny prediction of GP after two sips – a la Jagathy in Olympian Anthony Adam.

“One more vodka please..” and “a whisky too..”

Hitherto secrets come out. Stories of people puking in the toilet, sleeping beside the toilet bowl thinking its their bedroom. Stories of people puking in the washbasin and sleeping in the bathtub. And the story of a unique hero who pukes in the bathtub and tries to sleep in the washbasin. SK’s narration at it’s inimitable best.

“One more vodka.. and a whisky..”. “Yes man, that’s the spirit..”

Stories start to dry up. Now the sources of fun is in the group itself. SK takes small sips from a Sprite bottle and enjoys the kick, blissfully ignorant of the fact that his glass of vodka is left unattended. SRS and GP involve in a serious discussion, amidst everyone rolling with laughter at the seriousness of the discussion. The mess we make takes a toll on others’ pleasant evening. People start leaving the place.

“vodka.. and a whisssky here………”

Perfect pandemonium. Eight of us have a restaurant of our own.

Congrats GP, enjoy your work. And thanks too, for the treat and the fun.

March 18, 2006 Posted by | On the lighter side | 2 Comments

Happy birthday, my dear friend

Some friends wait for you to call them. Some others call you, but ask whether you are busy before striking up a conversation. Then there are a few who just call you up in the middle of the night and talk about whatever they feel like, with the least concern about whether you were sleeping or not. Most likely, you won’t even get a chance to open your mouth. But you never get irritated when they call you, instead feel the warmth of your most cherished friendship. These are the friends whom you can rely on. She belongs to the last category. It’s her birthday today. Happy birthday, lakshmi.

By the way, it happens to be my sister’s birthday too. Happy birthday my dear sis.

March 17, 2006 Posted by | On the lighter side | 2 Comments

Height of laziness

Very often do I wonder how lazy I am. I even tried to recollect the height of my laziness, but with limited success as I am too lazy to think about the past. But I am sure this incident will be a serious contender for that title. Its an excerpt from my friend’s blog. With her permission, of course.

Birds of the same feather..

Been a lil busy today..have lots to write, bout the hometrip, wil do that sometime else..just wanted to record something, and these things cant be postponed πŸ˜‰
Kiron burnt his bed today(yes, u heard that right). Putting up the chat transcript here, with his permission ofcourse.

kironvsankar (10:55:22): ok.. ini idea
kironvsankar (10:55:26): nothing much..
lakshmiharidas (10:55:34): para
kironvsankar (10:56:23): innale vaikittu kidakkunna bed-nu thee vachittu urangan kidannu.. raavile oru 4.30 vare othungi kidannu.. 4.30 aayappo kidakkan sthalam illa.. baakki muzhuvan kathi poyi.. so enittu
kironvsankar (10:56:37): engane undu ente idea
lakshmiharidas (10:56:43): uvvu..sheikkum?
lakshmiharidas (10:56:50): y would anybody burn a bed?
kironvsankar (10:56:54): yep..
lakshmiharidas (10:57:10): onnu pode
lakshmiharidas (10:57:12): karyam para
kironvsankar (10:57:22): nobody else wud do it.. coz nobody has got as brilliant ideas as i’ve got
lakshmiharidas (10:57:32): nalla thala..
kironvsankar (10:57:36): athe.. innale bhayankara kothuku shalyam
lakshmiharidas (10:57:40): sukshikkane ..veyil kollikanda
lakshmiharidas (10:57:46): ini nadanna karyam para
lakshmiharidas (10:57:52): u put aamathiri?
lakshmiharidas (10:57:53): mandan
kironvsankar (10:57:54): so goodknight anweshichu
lakshmiharidas (10:57:56): on the bed?
kironvsankar (10:58:00): kittiyilla..
kironvsankar (10:58:20): so oru kothukuthiri oppichu.. appo athu kuthi vekkan sthalam illa
kironvsankar (10:58:42): so wall-il nalla height-il oru aani kandu pidichu..
kironvsankar (10:58:53): athil thookki ittu kathichu
lakshmiharidas (10:58:54): thookki itto?
kironvsankar (10:58:58): ennittu fan ittu
lakshmiharidas (10:59:01): right above the bed
lakshmiharidas (10:59:02): and?
kironvsankar (10:59:19): no.. no.. thaazhe veezhilla ennu enikku orappayirunnu
lakshmiharidas (10:59:19): kollaam i cant wait to tell ppl
lakshmiharidas (10:59:23): pinne?
kironvsankar (10:59:41): ennittu keezhil oru 30 cm maatti oru bed ittu kidappayi
lakshmiharidas (10:59:41): eh..ende sherlock holmes braininu polum kandu pidikkan pattunnilla
kironvsankar (11:00:10): raathri athinte ash kattathu parannu bed-il veenu
kironvsankar (11:00:27): some splinters also with it
kironvsankar (11:00:37): baakki oohicholoo
lakshmiharidas (11:00:47): shoo..sherikkum kathiyo?
lakshmiharidas (11:00:54): ingane oru chekkan
lakshmiharidas (11:00:58): ahangaari
kironvsankar (11:01:05): 4.30 vare njan enikkanulla madi kaaranam othungi kidannu
lakshmiharidas (11:01:11): dhairyam nokku..
kironvsankar (11:01:12): 4.30 aayappo sthalam illa
lakshmiharidas (11:01:18): oh..u were aware of it..
lakshmiharidas (11:01:19): great
kironvsankar (11:01:24):
lakshmiharidas (11:01:36): bed urukkunathum nokki kidakkunna mandan
lakshmiharidas (11:01:44): this is like irikkunna kombu vettal
kironvsankar (11:01:45): appo njan alpam vellam oppichu athil ozhichu.. ennittu churundu koodi kidannui
lakshmiharidas (11:01:55): athil thanne?
kironvsankar (11:01:59): pinnem athu kathi..
lakshmiharidas (11:02:05): ennittu enganendu damages
kironvsankar (11:02:16): ee process bed-il theeraravunnathu vare thudarnnu
lakshmiharidas (11:02:20): ikkannakkinu veedu kathiyaalum urakkom madim kaaranam avide kidakkum
lakshmiharidas (11:02:43): God!!
kironvsankar (11:02:55): kore kazhinjappol njan pratheeksha kaivittu.. bed-ne kathan vittittu appurathu kidannu
lakshmiharidas (11:03:02):
kironvsankar (11:03:04): pakshe bhayankara puka.. so enittu
lakshmiharidas (11:03:06): thottu
kironvsankar (11:03:07):
lakshmiharidas (11:03:18): ayyo enne kollu
kironvsankar (11:03:22):
lakshmiharidas (11:03:27):
kironvsankar (11:03:29): thatz what actually happened
kironvsankar (11:03:47): pinne njan oru 6 aayappo baakki ulla bed terrace-il kondu vachu
kironvsankar (11:03:59): ennittu enittu..
lakshmiharidas (11:04:03): “baaki ulla bed”
kironvsankar (11:04:04): so ippo orakkam varunnu
kironvsankar (11:04:10):
kironvsankar (11:04:26): aadyam urakkam.. bakki okke pinne.. thatz my policy
lakshmiharidas (11:04:29): eeshwara..ivan enthu cheyynnenneu ivan ariyunnilla
lakshmiharidas (11:04:34): ivanodu porukkename..
lakshmiharidas (11:04:35): amen.
kironvsankar (11:04:39):
lakshmiharidas (11:04:43):

Wot say, ppl of the world. .Thats not all, dude went back in the afternoon today and found the whole neighbourhood in front of their house, coz the bed(now on the terrace), was still on fire, and they thought the house was going up in flames. Me always been fortunate to have company dat beats me at insanity. And never short of such drama either, thanks to the same lot..

Now I feel I have achieved some remarkable feat in life. I am not a nincompoop, I know how to burn my bed.

March 16, 2006 Posted by | Taking laziness to the next level | 8 Comments

New title

Decided to change my blog title. It doesn’t need a heavy title when the blog itself is on the lighter side. Goodbye old title, welcome “Reflections”.

March 16, 2006 Posted by | Uncategorized | 2 Comments

Life is like that

Life is busy like never before. Its almost a month since my boss talked to me. He never disturbs me when I am busy with work. Its rather funny that he doesn’t know what I am busy with. I won’t blame him. As a matter of fact, even I don’t know what I am busy with. It all happens in IT when you have great teammates. I am supposed to understand a piece of code, and then restructure it. The guy who wrote it belongs to the great school of thought that preaches flags are the next best things after sliced bread. True.. Why do they talk about state machines when you can get it done with umpteen flags? The small piece of code that I am supposed to modify contains nine flags. I don’t know what two of them are meant for. The author doesn’t know about another three. The rest four would suffice to get the task done. Incidentally, those four are not used anywhere after declaration.

It is this code that drives me to cricinfo, morning after morning.. after morning, for a little over four weeks. I hate it when work is humdrum. There was no ODI or test the day before, and cricinfo looked boring. After all, how much time can I spent on “March 14 down the years”? Yes, work has become monotonous suddenly. I need a change.. Blogging!! There you go. “Cogito, Ergo Sum” followed.

What do I write about in my first post? The day? It was a checkered day, an admit from UC Santa Cruz was followed by a reject from UC San Diego. No.. It’s not worth writing about. Last 24 years of my life? Does anyone need a definitive guide on how to waste so many years and be a nincompoop? Chances are less. If you really think you need one, watch this space later.

Now let me celebrate my newfound title, Kiron – The Blogger.

March 15, 2006 Posted by | On the lighter side | 10 Comments