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2009-01-02

Our Cubicle decoration

On 24th of Dec 2008, I got a mail which said "cubicle decoration competition in our team". I have seen a lot of cubicle decoration pics from other companies, i was so very excited. The team was divided into four groups based on the four wings which we occupied. The wing members were asked to come up with something innovative and the dress code was ethnic. The competition was on 31st so we will have a whole week to plan and get the stuffs together.

After a little while, we initiated a conference chat room and started the discussion. Everyone seemed as excited as I was. Soon, we meet in the terrace near our cubicles [Our team is the only lucky ones to sit right next to the terrace]. I thought about a highway theme something like roads, trucks, and shops etc. but it didn't sound very catchy. Since there was an explicit note in the mail asking everyone to be ethnic wears, any freakish idea didn't suit the dress code. Meanwhile, the ethnic dress code rule was removed since people wanted to wear dresses emphasizing their themes. Then we came up with an idea of restaurant. I was totally for the theme. But many felt collecting stuffs for a resto will be difficult. Then there was an idea about festivals. But I somehow felt it was repetitive. Since the following day was Christmas holiday, we thought we will squeeze our brains then.

The day after Christmas, we planned to meet at 4. But I was not able to make it since I had an important call. So when I was back, Harsha explained me the theme. It was very good indeed, out of box as I wished. Following day also I missed the meeting. Then, again, Harsha told me my job. I was supposed to write a story to outline the theme and prepare few charts to highlight the theme. So after a few googling, editing, cutting and pasting, I came up with few funny pics.

Here goes our theme as on 31st Dec:

First lemme explain the location. My wing is just next to the coffee room. The pathway has grouping of four cubicles and 3 such groupings. At the other end or the exit is near the windows with a single cubicle on either side.

As you enter the cubicles from the entrance near the coffee room, first there is a message on the right saying “All this is for fun. Characters and Setup is purely hypothetical”. To the left, there is a write-up, the story. Since, its quite long everyone tried to snik in. Deepthi and I had to make sure everyone read the story before they enter. The story is:

Once upon a time there were two brilliant employees their names were Sanjay and Ghajini. Sanjay was graduated from IIT Madras and IIM Bangalore. He was working with Lehman Sisters for the past 4 years. Ghajini has done his MS from MIT and after switching a lot of jobs, he finally joined Copperman Sacs. They lived in a luxurious villa with extravagant bonus from their companies.
When they were touring around the world, a dragon called recession crawled in slowly. It whacked the mortgage companies with its tail and burnt the lenders and home builders. They didn't realize that they were holding on to a thin string. The dragon soon blew the fire burning their strings, leading to the fall of Lehman Sisters and Copperman Sacs.
The string wouldn’t resist and everyone lost the jobs. But Sanjay and Ghajini didn't lose hope. They fought hard to catch another string. But the dragon was very powerful; it hit the stock market leading to a global recession.
After a long struggle, poor Sanjay and Ghajini had to survive the recession. Finally, they made up their mind and took a new road to hold on in the recession.

In the pathway there was a sign:
There were also a lot of boards hanging down.













And the next cubicle was something like this:

First, was a tea stall named “Lehman Sisters Tea Stall”. Seema was dressed in an old saree with her hair pulled up in a knot very similar to the real tea stall lady. She tossed the dosa in the pan which was on an iron stool every time people came along. [FYI: the dosa was ready made.] Then, it was Venkat as Chootu, tea stall boy. He had his tracks rolled up to the kneel and a towel tied around his waist above the old t-shirt. Chootu asked everyone who came along for tea and served them. Harsha, the tea master, was in an old dhothi/lungi , a dirty t-shirt and a towel knotted on the head. Harsha told everyone that he has lost the job and passed on his resume as anyone came in. He also acted pouring tea from the tea pan to the tea glasses. [FYI: the tea was from the vending machine ;)]. There were a few newspapers and magazines hanging from the thread. The tea stall also had all its essentials like the movie posters, biscuit bottles (which is also robbed from the coffee room) etc…



Moving on was a Pan shop “Copperman Sacs Pan Mahal”. Sukhveer had tilted down a drawer to make him a comfortable seat. He sat on the seat with a handkerchief tied to his head. All brands of pan was hanging from the thread above: gutka, manikchand, masala pan and cigars. [FYI: we rented them from a real pan shop. So we had sure no one ate the pan. The cigar was just the empty packets.] There was also a thread for lighting the cigar. The pan shop had an offer “Shoot a ballon from any of our competitive cubicles and get a pan free!!!” We made every effort to spoil the other’s decoration ;). Then there was a PCO, STD, ISD Booth with a phone which we unplugged from Manjoy’s cubicle [He was on vacation].



Then comes our big stunt: A big board hanging above Amit and Nagaraj who where in CA T-shirt which said:



Meanwhile, Santhosh in a getup of mad with wrongly buttoned shirt and CD all over him, gave away his resumes asking people to refer him in CA.


OOPS!!! I forgot to mention Ranitha, the new girl to the team. She did a great work behind the screen.
The teams snap:




Three Cheers to all of US!!!

2008-12-22

It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas

Yesterday, I was thinking back my days as kid. I remembered few of my interpretations and ideas.

1. When I watched TV I thought people became small, and got into the television box. Many times I wondered how they got in and left without being seen.

2. When I watched movies in theaters, I was fascinated by the way the actors changed the dresses frequently. Suddenly in pink, red, green etc... I was thinking they wore dresses one above the other and just pulled off one by one.

3. In my fourth/fifth class, when word problems were taught, I made an interpretation like this:
a. 1 cup of rice takes 20 mins to cook
b. So, 1 rice should take very very less time. But when is boiled 1 rice in my small petty vessels, it never cooked. :(

4. I forgot to add this so updating: In school, remember we used to have poems and there will be questions about author. So for a long time i had been thinking that "About the author" at the end of the poetry is written by the author itself. So in my diary I have written few about myself. ;)

These are few of them. But there were thousands of such interpretations and ideas. They are really stupid and ignorant but surely brought a smile when I think back now. The adage is indeed very true: “It takes a wonderful brain and exquisite senses to produce a few stupid ideas”.

Post few of your stupid interpretations and lets all smile :)


2008-12-12

My Dasvidanya

Yesterday night I got to watch "Dasvidanya" movie. After watching the movie I was framing my 10 "to do" list before I die. I couldnt restrict to only 10 "to do". My list was never ending as always. So I decided to prioritize the top 10 and that is:
1. A trip to New Zealand with my family
2. Play with my youngest cousin dakshin as much as possible
3. Stay for a week at my grandma's house in the country side. She had been calling me home for a long time and I never get enough leaves to stay.
4. A walk in my college and hostel with friends especially Sugi, Dhivya, TU, Saranya, Chittu, Vaish, Poorni. This is to cherish the beautiful days we spent.
5. A party in my school with all my school friends. Its very long i saw many of them.
6. Buy a expensive designer salwar
7. Help my mom setup her gym. This is also a long pending task
8. Learn car driving. There is a long straight road between Mettupalayam and Kotagiri just before climbing the mountain. I want to drive in that road (speed driving ;))
9. Collect all my photos from childhood. Frame it and hang them in my room. (Mom wouldnt let me do that so)
10. Will enjoy all my favorite food items ;).

2008-12-09

Can we really be jobless??

Everyday morning when we get up, especially after a weekend/holiday, the first thought that crosses our mind is "God! Why do I have to work/study? Why did you make a world where we working/studying is the prime concern? Why can't these holidays/weekends never end?". However, we image our manager's sarcastic question or our parent's in HOD office and pull our self out of the cosy bed and make our way to the hell (as we imagine).

As the day passes we get along with the work. Later, when work frustrates, we ping friends for coffee and find a table in the corner of the cafe and then starts the endless "ifs" and "buts". "If I don't have to work, I will be never out of my bed". "If there was a world without the need for money, it ll be heaven but the loans". Finally We all want to be jobless.

Is it really possible to be jobless??



Imagine we are in office without any task or in a free pool. For a while we will be on cloud nine. We enjoy checking the forwarded mails, chatting with friends, browsing /downloading songs etc.. Once we have checked all the mails, pinged all the friends and at a point we don't have a way to kill time, our frustration starts again. Why can't they give me some useful work? Why do I have to be in the free pool in spite of my good performance? This is how it is. Being jobless kills a person more than being loaded with work. The prime aim of the life "killing time" becomes literally impossible.

So wanting to be jobless is normal, put being jobless is impossible

2008-11-29

Trauma - Mumbai 26/11

After 60 hours of gun fighting peace had come in for Mumbai. Can we really call it “Peace”? I don’t think so. It’s just the END OF THE GAME of the few terrorists who have made millions of people glued to the television sets to witness their operation succeed. It’s indeed a victory for them. They have caught the attention of millions of people around the globe. As the media call it, it is India’s 9/11 indeed. But not the only 9/11, we have had such 9/11 a number of times already: Parliament was attached, blast in Hyderabad, Bangalore, Jaipur , Ahmadabad and many more to add to the list. Were we letting the terrorist practise terror? As one of the foreign news channel pointed out, India is an easy target. TAJ is a prestigious hotel and it accommodates many VIP’s from different places of world. An easy target plus thousands of VIPs is an icing on the cake for the terrorists. We are once again reminded that we are not in a safe place. We are in the edges of the terror and the new pattern of terror is horrifying.

It is time the politicians stop the blaming game/politics and start doing something to make India a little safer. Hyderabad is always been another target of terror. In the past 64 hours, when Mumbai is been terrorized, I have not noticed any security measure taken in Hyderabad which is pointed out as the next target by the arrested terrorist. It is time that the government and police realize that terrorist don’t give invitations or choose the same out dates to attack. Our government allocates heavy budgets for national security. Then why are we still not having advanced arms? Shouldn’t by now a task force setup to start the investigation of the escaped terrorists? When the terrorist who have plotted Parliament attack, a national shame, is given a second thought of whether to should be hanged/not, we cannot expect more. So everyone reading this get accustomed to the fact that we are not very far from terror and terror is now a part and parcel of our lives.

A moment of silence for the 2 commandos and 16 policemen killed fighting the terror. Salute to the marine force, commandos and the policemen who have fought the terror. Hats off for TAJ hotel staffs, you were the real angels. And every unsung hero who has been the part of fighting terror.

Let all the souls rest in peace!!!

And let’s wake up to the reality of terror!!!

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