Bald as a cue-ball
Aspiring to be 2 feet tall
The toothless grin
Burying in his chest the tiny chin
Mister know it all
Always ready to talk to the doll
Those deep dark eyes
Looking at everything with surprise
All the tiny fingers
Each feather touch that forever lingers
The weirdly funny crawl
The man of the house is on the prowl
The silence the house when he is asleep
Just makes you long for his laugh that resembles a sheep.
For Arul - Happy 1st B'day in advance ;)
Monday, March 31, 2008
No Name Face
Last Sunday, while coming back from Mumbai to B'lore I noticed a break in the usual Indian Airlines customs. Don't worry they STILL play the same elevator music (Kenny-G). Anyhoo, the change was that during the routine flight announcement by the pilot, the voice on the PA system was that of a lady and she said "this is Captain Roopa......".
Well I thought IA did not allow its lady pilots from making the announcements as it would lead to the passengers losing confidence in the pilot and the airlines!! Dumb Sexists!
I can't think of anything worse for an employee that not getting acknowledged for their work. Thank god sanity has prevailed and the lady pilots are getting the respect and credit due to them.....
Well I thought IA did not allow its lady pilots from making the announcements as it would lead to the passengers losing confidence in the pilot and the airlines!! Dumb Sexists!
I can't think of anything worse for an employee that not getting acknowledged for their work. Thank god sanity has prevailed and the lady pilots are getting the respect and credit due to them.....
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Unmistakable Bonds
There she stands
Her pretty face leaning into the window
The eyes searching for recognition
The deep and empty eyes hoping for salvation
Her lips are dry and knees are weak
Her hair are unkempt, falling over her eyes
The palms of her hand are deathly white
The fingers looking to grip something ANYTHING
and then everybody can hear her scream " Who the FUCK put feviquick on the FUCKING WINDOW!!!"
Her pretty face leaning into the window
The eyes searching for recognition
The deep and empty eyes hoping for salvation
Her lips are dry and knees are weak
Her hair are unkempt, falling over her eyes
The palms of her hand are deathly white
The fingers looking to grip something ANYTHING
and then everybody can hear her scream " Who the FUCK put feviquick on the FUCKING WINDOW!!!"
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Mentally Detrimental Dental Science
Sooooo...haven't been posting regularly lately. Here is the reason..
After a LONG time had to visit a dentist as the toothache was UNBEARABLE. I consider my threshold of pain to be pretty high, but that day even the painkillers stopped working. Anyhoo, so finally went to this "dentist" at a "reputed" clinic near my home. The doc was nice enough to tell me your face is swollen you need root canal treatment. WO! he didn't even need a X-Ray to determine that MAN he must be good.
So, the treatment moved to the dentist's chair with me in a compromising position (NO YOU FILTHY MIND, I MEAN I HAD ANESTHESIA PUMPED IN MY MOUTH. GAWD!). Well I should have guessed all is not well when the hose called suction tube kept being shoved down my throat by the "dentist's assistant"(18-20 yr old kid). And then the doc says shit, I figured my dental hygiene needs help, alas I am still suffering from that momentary lapse of competency on the dentists part.
He said, OK.. enjoy..come back in 2 days I'll finish the job, here is my mobile number. Pretty helpful guy yaar I thought. He was just covering his ass I guess.
Thursday evening-
Me - Doctor my face is swollen up
Doc - It is ok, take the antibiotics and it will go away.
Friday evening -
Me - Doctor my face looks like yours (how I wish I had said that)
Doc - It is ok, take the antibiotics and it will go away.
Sat Morning
DAD - You need to change doctors!
Me - Doctor my face is swollen up, no change AT ALL
Doc - OK come meet me, I'll take a look at it.
Doc - Hmm...you are allergic to the medicine I placed in the cavity, it is VERRRRRY rare.
I thought atleast the dude knows the reason!
Sunday Morning
Me - Doctor my face is swollen up, no change AT ALL
Doc - (SHIT! he would have thought) ok stop the antibiotics and meet me.
DAD - You need to change doctors!
Monday Morning
DAD - You need to change doctors!
Me - Well that seems harsh!
DAD - I am the one who has to look at your face. (I think he thot!)
Me - well OK, I like being an equal opportunity patient.
New DOC - WTF?? (no no he did not say that but MEANT it)! what happened?
Me - blah blah blah
New Doc - The tooth and gums are completely septic (infected) now, go pray to your gods that we can save the tooth(I rolled over and started glory glory Man Utd and the doc begged me to stop).
Well after numerous photo shoots of the tooth (for the benefit of mankind and dental students ) and ALL the NOOB docs and Interns taking a look at my mouth poking with shiny pointy thingys, it was decided to start treatment.
I still have to go to the hospital EVERYDAY at 9 BLOODY A.M. to recover from the shit incident that happened in the vicinity of my teeth.
I can't sue the guy as the new doc doesn't want to get involved in a 10yr battle and neither do I. For the same reason I am not mentioning the Clinic (extension of a well known hospital in Bangalore) or the "Doctor"'s name.
If I do not update the blog in the next week, consider me to be in a compromising position in a dentist's chair some where in Bangalore.
After a LONG time had to visit a dentist as the toothache was UNBEARABLE. I consider my threshold of pain to be pretty high, but that day even the painkillers stopped working. Anyhoo, so finally went to this "dentist" at a "reputed" clinic near my home. The doc was nice enough to tell me your face is swollen you need root canal treatment. WO! he didn't even need a X-Ray to determine that MAN he must be good.
So, the treatment moved to the dentist's chair with me in a compromising position (NO YOU FILTHY MIND, I MEAN I HAD ANESTHESIA PUMPED IN MY MOUTH. GAWD!). Well I should have guessed all is not well when the hose called suction tube kept being shoved down my throat by the "dentist's assistant"(18-20 yr old kid). And then the doc says shit, I figured my dental hygiene needs help, alas I am still suffering from that momentary lapse of competency on the dentists part.
He said, OK.. enjoy..come back in 2 days I'll finish the job, here is my mobile number. Pretty helpful guy yaar I thought. He was just covering his ass I guess.
Thursday evening-
Me - Doctor my face is swollen up
Doc - It is ok, take the antibiotics and it will go away.
Friday evening -
Me - Doctor my face looks like yours (how I wish I had said that)
Doc - It is ok, take the antibiotics and it will go away.
Sat Morning
DAD - You need to change doctors!
Me - Doctor my face is swollen up, no change AT ALL
Doc - OK come meet me, I'll take a look at it.
Doc - Hmm...you are allergic to the medicine I placed in the cavity, it is VERRRRRY rare.
I thought atleast the dude knows the reason!
Sunday Morning
Me - Doctor my face is swollen up, no change AT ALL
Doc - (SHIT! he would have thought) ok stop the antibiotics and meet me.
DAD - You need to change doctors!
Monday Morning
DAD - You need to change doctors!
Me - Well that seems harsh!
DAD - I am the one who has to look at your face. (I think he thot!)
Me - well OK, I like being an equal opportunity patient.
New DOC - WTF?? (no no he did not say that but MEANT it)! what happened?
Me - blah blah blah
New Doc - The tooth and gums are completely septic (infected) now, go pray to your gods that we can save the tooth(I rolled over and started glory glory Man Utd and the doc begged me to stop).
Well after numerous photo shoots of the tooth (for the benefit of mankind and dental students ) and ALL the NOOB docs and Interns taking a look at my mouth poking with shiny pointy thingys, it was decided to start treatment.
I still have to go to the hospital EVERYDAY at 9 BLOODY A.M. to recover from the shit incident that happened in the vicinity of my teeth.
I can't sue the guy as the new doc doesn't want to get involved in a 10yr battle and neither do I. For the same reason I am not mentioning the Clinic (extension of a well known hospital in Bangalore) or the "Doctor"'s name.
If I do not update the blog in the next week, consider me to be in a compromising position in a dentist's chair some where in Bangalore.
Monday, March 17, 2008
This is your life - the dust brothers
This one is pretty relevant to today so instead of posting it with the other music posts on the other blog...posting it here..
This is your life by the dust brothers from the movie The Fight Club
And you open the door and you step inside
Where inside our hearts
Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light
That's right, your pain
The pain itself is a white ball of healing light
I don't think so
This is your life, good to the last drop
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time
This isn't a seminar, this isn't a weekend retreat
Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
Only after disaster can we be resurrected
It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything
Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
And it and it's ending one-minute at a time
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
We are all part of the same compost heap
We are the all singing, all dancing, crap of the world
You are not your bank account
You are not the clothes you wear
You are not the contents of your wallet
You are not your bowel cancer
You are not your grande latte
You are not the car you drive
You are not your fucking khaki's
You have to give up, you have to give up
You have to realize that someday you will die
Until you know that, you are useless
I say let me never be complete
I say may I never be content
I say deliver me from Swedish furniture
I say deliver me from clever arts
I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
I say you have to give up
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
And it and it's ending one-minute at a time
You have to give up, you have to give up
I want you to hit me as hard as you can
I want you to hit me as hard as you can
Welcome to Fight Club
If this is your first night, you have to fight
This is your life by the dust brothers from the movie The Fight Club
And you open the door and you step inside
Where inside our hearts
Now imagine your pain as a white ball of healing light
That's right, your pain
The pain itself is a white ball of healing light
I don't think so
This is your life, good to the last drop
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life and it's ending one minute at a time
This isn't a seminar, this isn't a weekend retreat
Where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
Only after disaster can we be resurrected
It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything
Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
And it and it's ending one-minute at a time
You are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
You are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
We are all part of the same compost heap
We are the all singing, all dancing, crap of the world
You are not your bank account
You are not the clothes you wear
You are not the contents of your wallet
You are not your bowel cancer
You are not your grande latte
You are not the car you drive
You are not your fucking khaki's
You have to give up, you have to give up
You have to realize that someday you will die
Until you know that, you are useless
I say let me never be complete
I say may I never be content
I say deliver me from Swedish furniture
I say deliver me from clever arts
I say deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth
I say you have to give up
I say evolve, and let the chips fall where they may
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
Doesn't get any better than this
This is your life, this is your life, this is your life, this is your life
And it and it's ending one-minute at a time
You have to give up, you have to give up
I want you to hit me as hard as you can
I want you to hit me as hard as you can
Welcome to Fight Club
If this is your first night, you have to fight
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