What happens when you have a fat behind ??

I'll tell you what happens. Don't for one second be tempted to think this is a rhetorical question.

If your office is on the 9th floor and you need to go way way way down to the 8th floor, you wait for the god damn lift.

I've seen this so many times, it really starts to annoy me. I know you don't pay for the lift in office. I know u don't even have to select the floors, after all you have the operator to do it for you. I know it's absolutely free, in every sense of the word. But still, climbing "down" one flight of stairs won't kill you, you know.

The other day, I was in the lift along with one very business unit head and two senior managers from my office. This bunch of kids, five girls, come along with us. All of us were on the 9th floor. Myself and the senior managers were going to the ground floor. The kids were the last to get in - nothing wrong with that. They were loud - nothing really wrong with that too. They selected 8th floor - technically nothing wrong with that too.

The business head saw them press 8 and he didn't say anything. That's because his face said it all. It's the kind of look that makes you want to peel the skin off of your body. For lack of a better word, it was ugly.

It's not only the employees. The problem is with everyone in the building. From the house keeping staff to the caterers, everyone uses the lift for literally everything.

God damn it, use your legs. It won't kill you if your legs get to feel the weight of your body every once in a while. If not anything else, it'll tell you how fat your behinds gotten.

My latest favourite song

Satellite by BT. Without a shadow of doubt, one of BT's better songs.



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We'd like you to leave immediately.

(next subject...)

We can see the satellite at uh, a distance of about uh, I guess over 15 miles here.

It looked like a star as you looked up.

See here, we have a beautiful view of the earth down below as the satellite departs.

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She smells of the sun
And shes constantly saying
Thats its all right,
Because lies sound so nice.
And like soil to seed goes
To casting my fears aside...

She says, the satellite is coming.
I pray, the wrecking ball is waining
She says, the satellite is coming.
Its come to take us home.

Satellite...

Still smells of the sun
And the light that brings healing
Is burning my eyes
And the dark seems so nice
And Im choking on blessings that I can receive
I hide.

She says, the satellite is coming.
I pray, wrecking ball is waining.
She says, the satellite is coming.
Its come to take us home.
(repeat out)

Power of Boredom

After a nearly two year hiatus, I'm back on Orkut. I had previously deleted my profile and cleared out and now I'm back. I had my reasons for quitting then. At that time, it seemed like a valid reason. Actually, it still does sound very valid. But something more powerful has overcome the validity of my reasoning and now I'm back on Orkut. Ready to be everyone's best friend.

What can I say, never underestimate the power of boredom.

Fear and Greed

What do you think really drives financial markets ?? Man's most primal instincts - Fear and Greed.

I was watching TV the other day and this analyst came up with a very witty explanation for the current financial crisis. It was something like this:

The reason we are in this position now is because of too much greed and too less fear. The reason we are not able to get out of this situation is because of too much of fear and too less of greed.

I think that's very nicely put. There are quite a few who have tried to explore and understand the qualitative aspect of the functioning of financial markets. The social influence that is inevitably brought on my the involvement of humans is undeniable. Try reading "Theory of Reflexivity" by George Soros. The man is a genius, in every sense of the word.

There is a point where rationality is thrown out the window and "sentiments" rule the game. It's not who you are, it's what people think you are. That doesn't stop with people, it true for anything and everything.

Doesn't matter what you think, if Warren Buffet says something markets will plunge or rise. The Finance Minister or the Prime Minister come out with a statement and immediately the market recovers. So what, the fundamentals have all of a sudden changed because some politician has something to say.

How can the Finance Minister say that "investor confidence" has returned ??

How the fuck would he know ??

He hasn't slogged all year long, saved by cutting corners, invested the savings in the stock market and lived to see his life savings be flushed down the god damn toilet.

He has every right to try and convince the world that India is still a hot investment destination. He has every right to say that Indian banks are not in any trouble. He has every right to claim that the Indian economy is insulated from the global recession. Do you see the irony here ?? It's a GLOBAL RECESSION but India is insulated.

He can say whatever he wants about the economy but he has no right to comment on investor confidence.

I can see that I have successfully deviated from where I started. I shall not burden you with my rants any more.

Rest easy.

My sincere advise

In case you are not married, marry someone you already know. From the look of things, I'm sure the entire process is bound to get very ugly.

If you find someone on your own, there are so many advantages. For starters, you wont have prospective matchmakers asking your parents, "Can I have a recent photo of your son?". And obviously, you wont have people commenting on how photogenic your face is or how you appear to be shorter in the photo than you really are.

No pre-marriage pains in this case. There is no avoiding the marriage blues or the post-marriage trauma.

But then, something is better than nothing, right ??

I'm back

It's been a month since I posted last. Funny, it doesn't really feel like a month. There were days when I got bored but in retrospect it does feel like time kinda flew by. How is that ?

Certain events have the capacity to transcend space time continuity. No matter when these events occur, it always feels fresh in the mind. Coming to think it, there were quite a few events that occured over the past month. Lets see now.

=> Financial markets are all screwed
=> Acquaintances renewed
=> Farewells and goodbyes
=> Congratulations and sweets
=> Doubts and uncertainty
=> Productive discussions
=> Meaningless arguments
=> Loads of frustration
=> Ideas galore
=> Nearly a million topics for my blog but no posts
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That's just a very high level summary of what I have been looking at over the past month or so. I haven't really been working but my mind has always been occupied. In what has otherwise been a rather busy month, I can categorically state that I have been up to nearly nothing productive.

How can I call this anything other than 'NORMAL' ??