A phone to look at, a computer to stare at and a desk with drawers to stuff up , How can I miss the most comfortable seat. This is the Alcatraz of thousands of employees like me. People never realize that they spend almost 3/4th of their lifetime here. It’s sober in color and has a soothing effect. It has only a single opening and you can’t jump over your desk. It is not in the least comparable to the college desks. Every now and then people walk around this and it’s the only source of outer world enjoyment you get, to see them move. Here are a series of policies (I call them policies not because the post is an acronym of LIC) which may appear as cliché but then what else? Truth by itself is cliché. These policies are actually myths that surround our office culture and as a newbie I find them more glaring. It’s in no way the usual bias with which people hate their office routines and crib about it. It’s just a subtle observation of things in and around me.
Policy Section 1.0
Reach office early:
Nobody has the habit of reaching office on time. It’s actually a myth for the rule makers as to set the official hours over a range. It’s not obviously possible for the entire strength of the company to punch their cards exactly on time. If that had been possible then obviously the forefathers of the company would have provided enough doors and enough access card points in the premises. They dint do it because some super intelligent Management guy showed them a graph of the peoples mentality of reaching the office and ended up with a peak hour analysis and brought down the maximum number of access points required. But everybody is serious about one point you are not to leave on time, it’s a crime. As a golden rule to impress the boss always leave just after him. It may work out for your early promotion (That’s another myth which shall be broken in the due course!).
So people end up reaching office either damn early (there are still a few over-enthusiastic!) or properly late. It takes time to bust this myth since it’s hard for people to accept reality.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
A-SS!
Staring on the glaring walls of the bare-faced room, i get to see nothing more than struck up tombstones.. i had never bought anything in my life...myself. Every time i had needed something was bought by someone for me. I hardly bought bread or butter, sometimes even that was bought for me. this had been my biggest transition in my life , now that i start to buy everything i need; by myself. Its not that I'm trying to be all the very calculative and create a good saving out of my skilled budgeting, its just that i still have the feeling that somebody will still get me my things... I want to break this syndrome, rather i had even named it one. i call it the A-Shopaholic Syndrome...
I do go out to socialize,and on the process i do fall upon good shops to look for.. shops where in i can buy my needs..but then the moment i step near it, even before i glare at the price tag, i get to adhere to this feeling that, okay let me buy the next time i come here..
Let me define its symptoms in detail. You would start with a wish list. You will draw outlines and commit yourself that you totally need it.. in the next phase you just start on a spree to go out and have fun in any of the local malls. During this period you would unknowingly forget about the fact that you had stepped out of your house just to buy things from the list. But then its your subconscious that had worked out a plan behind your brain to make you go out.(naturally you wouldn't have seen it, since it was at your back..)
The moment you enter the mall you find a shop, you enter it without any knowledge. It would as if look like the shop had just attracted you, and it had been the shop's exquisite beauty that stung on you instantaneously.. You end going inside and in the end you even land on that one thing you had wanted.
This is where the syndrome starts, Its poisonous ingredients sniffs with the object on scrutiny and fumes its extra- sensory-deregulation perfume which on contact with you makes you lose interest on it. It breaks into your wish-list table and postpones the entry to future archives and makes you believe yet again that there had never in the world been a choice for it.
Indeed its a vicious conundrum,this disease is quite contagious, at least for you after reading about it, an awareness has been created.. beware.
I do go out to socialize,and on the process i do fall upon good shops to look for.. shops where in i can buy my needs..but then the moment i step near it, even before i glare at the price tag, i get to adhere to this feeling that, okay let me buy the next time i come here..
Let me define its symptoms in detail. You would start with a wish list. You will draw outlines and commit yourself that you totally need it.. in the next phase you just start on a spree to go out and have fun in any of the local malls. During this period you would unknowingly forget about the fact that you had stepped out of your house just to buy things from the list. But then its your subconscious that had worked out a plan behind your brain to make you go out.(naturally you wouldn't have seen it, since it was at your back..)
The moment you enter the mall you find a shop, you enter it without any knowledge. It would as if look like the shop had just attracted you, and it had been the shop's exquisite beauty that stung on you instantaneously.. You end going inside and in the end you even land on that one thing you had wanted.
This is where the syndrome starts, Its poisonous ingredients sniffs with the object on scrutiny and fumes its extra- sensory-deregulation perfume which on contact with you makes you lose interest on it. It breaks into your wish-list table and postpones the entry to future archives and makes you believe yet again that there had never in the world been a choice for it.
Indeed its a vicious conundrum,this disease is quite contagious, at least for you after reading about it, an awareness has been created.. beware.
Friday, September 11, 2009
Sense
It made all sense then. NASA is the only space agency highly vigilant. If needed they can prepare shuttle launch in less than a week. Meteors have TOMTOM to help them strike America United. Americans have no grudge on japanese after the ww. But then meteors dont. They strike only japan after it strikes US. Offcourse i should have decrypted the connection, who else built the TOMTOM. Russians always gets stranded in the space station, not to forget that they even get drunk in the space and are always insane on the other hand americans are always heroic, even a oil dredger believes he can save the world. Unless the president believes the entire earth is in mortal peril, he never adresses the world as a member of humanity. If all these make a no sense fact then let me give you just the connection. Armegeddon. You got it. Its that pathetic movie which was so inspiration in the early days of my movie watching hobby, made absolutely real sense only now after me completing nearly a century of movies. Omg why should it always be the americans who face the imminent danger and why it always be them who save us altimately. When we say our captain prepares himself on a mission to save just a country we mock at him but when a bunch of hookies say they are gonna save this world we dont even raise a finger to mock at them...pity you!
Hel-Met
Helmet is the basic necessity fer any two wheel driver. The police has become very particular about this law in the recent time and have started to increase their white collar cost esp for this rule. The vexed youth unable to pay so much for just not wearing a helmet have opted for wearing the helmet. Well my story is just about one helmet. It goes like this. On a gud sultry day(the usual whether of my country) i and a couple my college mates were on our routine trip for the fruit juice shop. About the fruit shop, its in the corner of a dilapidated hotel whose maximum customer count on any part of the year has never reached a double digit. It's positioned perctly just below a flyover making my fact even more apparent. But still this fruit shop is quite popular. Whatever we go there quite regular. By regular i mean atleast 5 times in 4 days! Asusual we started they ceremonial journey and were about to cross the 3rd traffic signal and we had 3 more to cross. Its was a halt signal and we were eagerly eyeing the trffic policeman,eagerly waiting for him to change the signal(well since almost all signals in my country are manual we need to wait for the policeman only to change!) it was then that one of my friend had a great hilarious laugh. Highly intruiged we demanded the reason for his idiosyncracy. My story is this reason behind his idiosyncracy.
' nothing dude. . 6 months back this policeman caught me. Not once but actually twice. On the first catch the reason was me not wearing the helmet! The worst part of the catch was that the signal was green and thought of hitting the road as quick as possible and evade this guy. But then fate gave me a twist and signal went red by the time i reached near him. Even then i desperately tried the zigzag trick to dodge him unlikely it wasnt PES and apparently this guy was a top player i guess. He just cornered me exactly anticipating my turns and within a flash of a sevond got me stranded and removed the key from my bike. When i approached him he asked me for my documents. Unfortunately i dint have them. It was then my simple brain worked out a trick. Listen to my reasoning'' sir im a student from andra pradesh. I had come for a conference in anna university and im already 10 mins late sir. If you think you really wanna punish me have my bike. I shall come back after the conference and complete my procedures. Please dont hinder my intellectual career because of this trivial mistake. Please help me achieve something in my life'' catch point. Hearing these two- andra and anna university the policeman had fallen on the trap. He became sympathetic right on and left him go. the unanticipated happened a week later when my pity friend had come to this fruitshop and had been waiting for his juice. He had placed his helmet on top of a chair and a guy in plain clothes jus took it to sit there.when my friend got near to him he recogonised the guy to be the policeman, in return the policeman to recogonised him and called out for him. It took jus few secs for my friend to get back from the shock and run his life out of the shop. He hasnt ventured to the shop till now. This is the next time he is attempting after a long break. Bottomline: he missed his 'oldboy' juice the other day for a mere policewala, cheap of him!
' nothing dude. . 6 months back this policeman caught me. Not once but actually twice. On the first catch the reason was me not wearing the helmet! The worst part of the catch was that the signal was green and thought of hitting the road as quick as possible and evade this guy. But then fate gave me a twist and signal went red by the time i reached near him. Even then i desperately tried the zigzag trick to dodge him unlikely it wasnt PES and apparently this guy was a top player i guess. He just cornered me exactly anticipating my turns and within a flash of a sevond got me stranded and removed the key from my bike. When i approached him he asked me for my documents. Unfortunately i dint have them. It was then my simple brain worked out a trick. Listen to my reasoning'' sir im a student from andra pradesh. I had come for a conference in anna university and im already 10 mins late sir. If you think you really wanna punish me have my bike. I shall come back after the conference and complete my procedures. Please dont hinder my intellectual career because of this trivial mistake. Please help me achieve something in my life'' catch point. Hearing these two- andra and anna university the policeman had fallen on the trap. He became sympathetic right on and left him go. the unanticipated happened a week later when my pity friend had come to this fruitshop and had been waiting for his juice. He had placed his helmet on top of a chair and a guy in plain clothes jus took it to sit there.when my friend got near to him he recogonised the guy to be the policeman, in return the policeman to recogonised him and called out for him. It took jus few secs for my friend to get back from the shock and run his life out of the shop. He hasnt ventured to the shop till now. This is the next time he is attempting after a long break. Bottomline: he missed his 'oldboy' juice the other day for a mere policewala, cheap of him!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
last update to the castle
I know im going crazy with this castle thing.. but i like it a lot.. the joy i get in making a structure though being simple.. its my creation right...this will be my last update tot he castle.
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