...it was the best ever !!

I could have begun with the most powerful dialogue in the Indian Film Industry, " Naam...Vijay Deenanath Chauhan...", and hyped up the dramatics (I have an advantage of sharing the same surname too...), but then it might have been too much to digest. Never the less, if its something that I have missed all this time, its a pleasant surprise, and when the moment came, well I had to stop my self from doing the "Shushmita Sen Miss Universe awe".

I was lovingly tricked into agreeing for a date on the Friday eve. Not prioritizing the work too much now, I still had to escape the prying eyes of my manager to leave on normal office timings and catch the office bus. (It is sort of assumed that you have to stay late because you are a critical resource, and then IF you are using the company transport, you are leaving way to early.) Even my co-workers who usually left at normal hours were staying late, and I sort of missed the peaceful and comfortable ride to my destination.

Anyways, being punctual has had its disadvantages lately, because I ended up buying the latest Jeffrey Archer title while I was waiting at the Landmark book store. As I said, I was tricked, because for one, my original date did not arrive and I couldn't help smiling on seeing the alternative, and two, the events to come would make my grin even bigger. Shelf-ing around in a bookstore with a person who hates novels can be tiresome, but there are somethings that can't be helped. We spent another 20 minutes inside, and finally when my original date arrived, it was sort of refurbished experience again.

I was sort of avoiding the glares as I had not shaved again, but thankfully, the comment never came. Enjoying the candy puff, and discussing about not-so-essential topics made the clock tick another 30 minutes further. Finally, when the dinner was decided, I was guided to the same restaurant where we had met first, not because of the nostalgia, but because it was the only decent one nearby.

A table for three made us wait another 5 minutes, and finally we sat down to order. The original made an excuse to visit the powder-room, but eventually canceled the trip half-way through. I was only going through the starters section on the menu when the maître d’ arrived with it.

My surprise pre-birthday celebration couldn't have gone through better. Cake and six candles ( good that my real age was not revealed), with my name written in a shaky hand, the celebration was too much for me to grasp for just a fleeting moment. As mentioned earlier, I caught my self in time to reproduce the Sushmita Sen Awe, but the experience was not an iota lesser.

Both my dates never stopped smiling, and I was just overwhelmed to say anything. People around us couldn't help staring at our table when we were busy painting each other's face with chocolate, but who cared, after all, it was my birthday party (even if I still had one-and a half week left to go).

The cake sharing session continued with me making some pretty bold moves (which luckily did not earn me sandals), and the food was OK types if not good. This was then followed by an ice-cream at the road-side counter, and a quick gossip session. We just caught the last auto in time to return back to our separate homes, with just a little smile on each of our faces and our hearts.

I couldn't help sharing this here, for it is very rare when you get to experience moments like this. I do remember few of my earlier birthday bashes wherein I was chased at the town's main cross-roads at 10 in the night and given birthday bumps, but this one beat the odds. And I couldn't help loving you both, for such a nice experience shared. Thank YOU for coming at such short notice as always, and thank YOU for making last minute plans...as always.

Thank you so much...it was the best ever!!

A Perfect Manager in the making

Status Message on a friend's IM

Today I made a small sketch of the side view of the Mercedes 500K Specialroadster on my Finance question paper!! Haria is going to tear out his remaining hair!!


And below is the chat that confirms it...


[me]: did u really do that
pls say no
[KS]: yeah
i didn't know a damn thing today
[me]:ha ha ha
ha ha
...
[KS]: failing for sure this time, abhi tak saare sem mein scrape through kar gaye the tough subjects mein
[me]: damn...you got guts man
[KS]: i drew it on the ques paper
not on the answer sheet
i doubt he's going to see the ques paper
even if he does, i'm betting he gives me some marks for the artwork
[me]: ha ha ha
[KS]: i suddenly rememberd my childhood sketching times
i am gonna try and sketch a proper side view when i am free on full A4 sheet
[me]: ha ha ha
now I truly understand the meaning of term ROFLMAO
[KS]: sketching was my passion and u are laughing about it
i won't tolerate that
[me]: no...I am just thinking of the IIM professor who will be cheking your answer sheets
[KS]: well as i mentioned in the status msg
either he's going to take some pity on me or give me some marks for the artwork
it's a win-win situation


this person has a Bachelor's degree in Architecture, holds work experience in IT, and is currently pursuing his Master's Degree through IIM-I. Apart from that, he has a passion for collecting scale models of automobiles, and hates studying. I still do not understand how he managed to beat the other 99.9 percent individuals who appeared for CAT.

I wonder about the future of the company who will appoint him as a Manager...God help them.

Sachin Tendulkar

Got this as an E-mail Forward some time back...when Sachin hit the double century in One Day International Cricket...
This very rightly captures the emotions of every person in a country where Cricket is a religion and The Little Master is God.


10 Reasons why I hate Sachin Tendulkar

1. He always plays a brilliant innings before my exam/important meeting and hence doesn't let me study.


2. Every time that I think of becoming an atheist, he gets into the nineties and I have no choice but to pray.


3. Every time I take a resolution not to bite my nails, he gets into the nineties and I am left with no choice but to chew on my nails.


4. He keeps all the records to himself.


5. He makes a lot more money and fame than me.


6. He costs way too much on ‘super selector’ but since I have to pick him, the rest of my team gets weakened.


7. During a match, invariably when I want to go to the bathroom, he hits a boundary and hence I have no choice but to sit and watch the replay.


8. As soon as I convince myself that God does not exist, he plays a straight drive and proves me wrong.


9. He brings the whole country to a standstill whenever he bats


10. And the last and the biggest reason why I hate Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar …


He is going to retire sometime in the future...


(Not quoting the reference because I do not know the original source)