Category Archives: Humour

English speaking Country

India is my beloved English speaking country. Whether people know the language or not, English is a fashionable language for Marketing and publicity. It is not that English was force fed during the British rule, but it was more of an evolutionary adaptation by people of India to cut across various cultures when Hindi is not enough for everyone. English has become so important for us that people of all economic background are fond of using it.

I am more fascinated by how the mass population who are not expected to be good in English, love to use it for tail stickers and small sign boards. You can find them in the back of the Autorickshaws, Trucks, Water tankers etc., I do not mean to undermine their efforts to express in the language that is alien to them, but I would rather go to the length of appreciating their work because, they have no fear and nothing to lose by making Typos and that they are doing something out of their comfort zone without worrying about some stupid blogger who might write a few lines or so from their slogans.

Here are some I enjoyed around Bangalore.

Cashmir pashmina shawls – Perhaps, he took only “Cash” for Kashmir Shawls.

Bretainiya Spread – We are honest. We will write it ourself even if we are wrong even though it may be there as Britannia on the Box in the shelf. (I hope I got the number of “t” and “n” correctly myself !)

Puncher Shop – You can go to this shop to get punched. Price may vary by preferred anatomical location.

Vegitabil Superfasht – Just to let you know that This is a super fast truck carrying fresh Vegetables, which can take its own sweet time on an inclined highway blocking your Audi or BMW in the back. Atleast it did so to my small car on the Krishnagiri highway.

Do not Falow me, I am sunami, Sound OK Horan – I had a hard time typing this one with Auto correct on!

And the latest I saw shows you clear cut steps on how to save your country.

“DEAR CUSTEMER USE PAKING BAG 2 ONLY CHILLY, BEANS, TOMATO, {S}ONION, BENDY, GRAPES & 2 SMALL ITEAM, PLEASE TRY TO AVOIDE PLASTIC BAG & SAVE COUNTRY”

Let me clarify what “BENDY” is. Bendy is Ladies finger (UK Version) a.k.a Okra (for my American friends). It is pronounced as Bhendi in Hindi. I have no clue what {S} is doing here!

So, what funny tail slogans did you see in India? Share it here!

iPhone 10G

Steve walks into the team room.

“Folks, now that we have announced iPhone 4G, it is now outdated. Completely archaic, vintage stuff. For all practical purposes, it is irrelevant for the team.”

He goes on to dictate the requirements for iPhone 10G.

“Here ye Developers, for iPhone 10G bringeth world peace and harmoney, I mean harmony.”

1. We build this completely from the ground up. The entire case is going to be made of glass. In fact everything will be glass, the chipset, the circuit board, even the package, everything will be glass. We have a phone that is classy now, and this way we can market it as “Classy and Glassy”.

2. No one needs to care about what is inside the phone, but we have to build it in such a way that is mind blowingly unimaginable. The processor must be like a mini human brain. Pea size is more than enough, because that is the most of the brain we use anyway, even though we have a whole cauliflower stuffed inside our skull.

3. The display must be completely revamped. It must be a resolution of 19800 by 12000 by wowowowow! Sharp, Sharp, so sharp that it should cut through our eyes like hot knife through butter. We will call this our “Cutting edge technology”.

4. With iPhone 9G we will drop our touch screen input. We don’t need it anymore. It is so old and I always hated why people held on to it for such a long time. Gosh! They are so attached to old stuff, it’s like they wouldn’t let go off of their floppy disks! All inputs will be driven by thoughts. Yes, it will be the first to feature a thought driven interface. You think and it will make a call. No more touching the screen and stuff, my fingers are so tired.

5. Let’s have a camera wrap. This wrapping camera will be wrapped all around the iPhone and every single point in the device will be a camera. It will capture 360 degree 3D HD video and you can make 3D virtual phone calls. Sort of like Star wars, you will be projected life size and you talk.

6. And please please please, Let’s have a Jet pack in this atleast, I have been asking for it for the past 10 iterations!

7. I understand the technology is limited now, so we will skip Teleportation until 11G.

One of the Team member says “But Steve, for making this happen we will atleast need several years for technology to develop.”

Steve says “I know. I am just making sure you have enough to work on, until I die, go to heaven, reincarnate and become Apple CEO again!”

All in fun, Steve! The world loves what you bring out. It keeps us thinking and having fun at the same time.

YES or NO

Sometimes there are questions for which the only possible answers are Yes or No. For example, “Do you want Samosa?”. The answer is “Yes, I am a sucker for Samosas” or “No, Samosas Suck!”.

But is it that simple? Let us ask a Man first.

What does it mean when a Man says Yes ?

1. Yes, I can do it, even thought I don’t know to do it.

2. He said Yes, so I say Yes. Beer pressure, I mean peer pressure.

3. God definitely doesn’t know, but it is a Yes.

4. Yes. That’s it, what else you want!

What does it mean when a Man says No?

1. No. That’s it, he is really exhausted and he really means no, so leave him alone. Let him watch some TV.

Now it is Women’s turn.

What does it mean when a Woman says Yes?

1. Yeah right. If a woman says a straight yes, please leave me a message after the beep.

What does it mean when a Woman says No?

1. No. But why don’t you try to figure out!

2. No in Antartican language means “Yes”, too bad you misunderstood me because you don’t know Antartican.

3. Ha ha, it may be both 1. or 2. Like the Heisenberg uncertainty principle. It is there and not there.

4. God only knows. But I won’t tell you which God. 33 Crore Gods in Hindu religion alone, you are stuck my man!

5. I know because I am God.

6. Not enough choice.

Men, If you are hurt by this post say “YES”. Women, If you are hurt by this post, say anything, because I am not going to know the real meaning anyway!

:) – Smiley added just to make sure that this post is written in lighter vein and that I was just Kidding. “Yes”, I was just kidding.

2.0

Ever since there was Web 2.0, I don’t know if it revolutionized the Internet very much, but the suffix 2.0 has caused a huge stir in the vocabulary of common geek man (Common Geek is one who lusts for that 1TB USB external hard drive for $99 through techbargains.com).

Here is what has happened so far:

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Geek Husband: Honey, Dosa is so boring. It is simple and plain like the old text only Internet.

Wife: Ok, Let me get creative.

Geek Husband: Wow! I love this tomato Dosa, Wow Spicy Dosa and Masala dosa, Double Wow! This is so good, this is so latest, this is so Dosa 2.0!

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Wife: (In a Hot tone) Honey, what we are going to experience tonight is going to be like never before, It is going to be so 2.0

Geek Husband: (Reddish and Profusely sweating and stammering) ehhhh…errr… really …2.0?

Wife: What! Did you forget? We are going out for Ice skating tonight? I told you … Don’t you remember!

Geek Husband: Ohhh! that … Skating 2.0! I thought … never mind! (Wiping the sweat)

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… In a early 2000′s Yahoo chat room …

mduveeran: Yo all, Cricket is so boring don’t you think! Hate the one whole day games and completely reject 5 days!

rdrav2000: Get off mduveeran, You know nothing about cricket and its technicals.

lmodi2008: a/s/l please?

sach2001:  Hmm, agree with you rdrav2000. lmodi2008, boooriinnnggg! ask any other question.

mduveeran: ahhhhhhh, I am yelling. I will Pee and come back and Yell! No one is listening to my Idea, Cricket 2.0!

lmodi2008: Hmm, I will Pee and Yell. Hmm, I Pee Yell. hmm, IPL. Got it guys, Cricket 2.0. May be we should play 20 overs a side game.

rdrav2000: Ha ha ha, In your dreams lmodi2008!

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The above dialogues are completely Imaginary 2.0 and has nothing to do with any real life character 2.0.

Anti-Virus Support

Bob is usually a happy person with a really wide smile. He always smiles, in fact it is a condition that needs to be treated, his face is just stuck smiling after competing in a Best smile audition for a 2 minutes advertisement. But Bob has problems like many. Bob’s laptop is infected with a virus that cannot make it stay on for a long time. He still smiles even though he is sad inside. Bob’s laptop turns on, works for a while, but the virus gets on to it and the laptop automatically shuts down.

Bob does what any average American would do. Bob Calls the customer service of the laptop company (while an Average Indian, who eats KaBobs will call his/her cousin and get it fixed, or fix it himself/herself).

Bob: “Hello, I am having  a virus problem with my laptop, it won’t work for long”.

CSR: “Hello, Can I have your full name and address please!”

Bob’s full name was not long, yet he had to spell it out letter by letter. He went on to tell the address of his home.

CSR: “Can I have the maiden name of your great grandmother’s mother in law for security purposes?”

Bob was stunned. Bob was a surrogate born and adopted, so he didn’t know who his parents were, leave alone the greatness of his grandmother or her mother in law. Bob gave up like he usually does.

Bob then decided to go and ask the Computer Geek Almighty – Bill Gates.

Bob: “Hey Bill, Can you help me fix my laptop? It is virus infected and doesn’t go longer.”

Bill: “Try restarting!”

Bob: “I did, it wouldn’t restart!”

Bill: “Try restarting again!”

Bob understood that Bill had no other useful solution than just restarting. So he decided to go and meet his Arch-Rival and Friend – Steve Jobs.

Bob: “Hey Steve, my laptop is infected with virus …”

and before Bob could go any longer, Steve interrupted.

Steve: “Just Get a Mac. Look at this Get a Mac commercial, I bet you will buy it in a flash.”

Bob was flashed with a heavy reality distortion field (RDF). But poor Bob, even the RDF didn’t last longer on him, so he didn’t buy the Mac and he just bolted out of there.

In a sheer piece of luck, Bob was invited to Chicago at the big O studios to feature in a segment of the Oprah Winfrey show as “What about Bob?”. Bob was excited that he was going to meet Oprah and he couldn’t believe he will be in a one hour TV show in front of the national audience.

Oprah: “Coming up next, we are going to see how a virus in a laptop has affected the life of an American, Bob, right after this commercial break!”

(Crowd claps fades … as music fades in)

Oprah introduces Bob and along with Dr. Oz and Suze Orman who will be helping Bob to resolve his Laptop issues.

Oprah: “So tell me about the problem you are having Bob?”

Bob: “I don’t know what the problem is, but everytime I keep my laptop up and running, it doesn’t seem to go beyond a few minutes. It keeps crashing down.”

Dr. Oz in his characteristic Pink shirt, gets up to the screen to explain the audience what a computer virus is. One of the slides involves a Gory picture of a Laptop’s remnants after the virus infection.

(Audience goes “Awwww……”.)

Oprah: “Eww… Don’t show me that. You know I don’t like such pictures!”

Suze: “You see people, this is why we have to bailout poor Bob. If we don’t bail him out then his laptop is going to be infected a lot more and it’s gonna get worse by affecting your laptops. So we all have to pool in $10 cash and give it to Bob so he can get his laptop fixed or just buy a new laptop.”

(Audience – still faced with no expression)

Oprah: “We also have the Couple from Oregon who had faced a similar tragedy.”

Couple from Oregon: ( A sorry looking Male, with a worn out face, gelled hair, made to wear blazers by his wife. A Wife, who has been wearing make up continously for 2 weeks, with a lot of blush applied to the cheek and a really expensive hairdo. Both of them are in the verge of a bankruptcy due to a virus infected laptop)

“We just miss our laptop so much” (Wife breaks out, starts weeping) …

Husband continues “Yeah, this is the best thing happened to us in our life!”( a tiny drop of tear in his eyes, while he really thinks about all the lost pron in his laptop, that he forgot to backup).

Oprah: “So, that wraps our segment, What about Bob. Bob will be getting $2000 as a bailout for his troubled laptop.”

Oprah: “But wait, I have a gift for the audience. A cool new shiny aluminum 13 inch Macbook Pro for all of you as my gift”

(Audience goes wild, cheers and applause everywhere! while the eardrum of the real audience watching the show on TV, blasts into 1000 pieces).

Bob’s show ended shorter than he expected.

Bob goes home with $2000. But his virus problems are still not resolved. Bob doesn’t know how to fix the laptop with the $2000 bailout that he received. Bob goes to someone named Dinesh Babu in a random IT Office.

Bob: “Can you fix my laptop from this virus for $2000?”

Random IT guy named Dinesh Babu: “Sure.”. Dinesh Babu goes on to fix the laptop in 5 minutes and claims $2000.

Bob: “Thank you so much. I am so happy now. My laptop can now run for a long time.”

Random IT guy Dinesh Babu goes on to buy a new Macbook Pro with the $2000. Lucky Random IT guy Dinesh Babu.

PS: No offense to any of the personalities mentioned above. I think they are great people and I really like them. Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, Oprah Winfrey, Dr. Oz, Suze Orman are all great personalities and It is an honor for me to feature them in my totally insignificant and completely crappy humour post.

Terms and Conditions

Humans don’t trust each other anymore. I mean look at the webpages and their Terms and Conditions. Each time you try to open an account with a new service you end up clicking “I agree” without reading the entire blah known as Terms and Conditions. I wonder what will happen if we start including T&C for every mundane portion of our lives:

1. Wife cooks a delicious looking Aloo Paratha and Paneer butter masala on the table. Husband hurries to the table with his mouth watering, only to be shown a 10 page document called T&C to be signed before eating the delicious meal.

2. Newly married couple having a nice conversation during their first night. Suddenly the God of Love showers an excess of flowers on both. The love scent pulls them into the pure divine marital connection, only they pull each other a bundle of sheets titled T&C to be signed before performing the act.

3. A Mother in Labour starts pushing the baby out. The baby wouldn’t come out. The mother tries hard as the doctor and the husband say “Push, Push”. Usually the placenta comes after the child, but this time the placenta comes before with a lot of writings on it titled T&C. The Mother goes (while she keeps pushing) “arghhhhhhhhh …. I ….arghhhhhhh…..agreee…..arghhhhhhh” and then the baby is born.

4. You had an awesome andhra meals for dinner last night. So you are woken up 7AM sharp in the morning due to the effect of the spice in the meals and you are rushing to the bathroom to attend the nature’s call. You sit on the commode and try to let go, but nothing comes. The commode’s seat has T&C written all over it and a sensor that will sense your voice. You hurriedly get up and dance on your feet as the bowel tries to rush out, and you say “I agree” to the commode. As soon as you say that and sit down on the commode, the flow begins and you feel relieved.

5. Touser pandi Ramarajan gets ready to Milk the cow in his usual way. He sings the song “Shenbagame … Shenbagame…”. The cow refuses to give milk. He thinks may be the cow is sick and tired of hearing the same song, so he remixes it and sings it in the hip hop style “ooh ahh oh shenbagame …ooh aah oh shenbagame!”. Still no milk. In a few seconds the Cow goes Moo and releases a full roll of tissue paper from its rear that reads its T&C. Ramarajan goes “Ooh aahh oh shenbagame … I agree… ooh aah oh shenbagame I agree”. The Milk is on!

And finally how can we be sure that the end user has read the Terms and Conditions? We all usually just skip and click the I agree anyway. So just to make sure we are covered we will throw in another Terms and Conditions that states that “Make sure you read the Terms and Conditions in Full.” and request if they agree or do not agree.

Finally Here is a Brainstuck Cartoon on T&C.

Indian Companies, Raiders of the Lost Chair

Long Long ago there was a Chair in a busy IT office, brimming with people. There were just too many people in the building that there was limited room for breathing. They called it the boom, every single maintenance work was getting outsourced to India and the executives called it “Strategic Outsourcing”. No one even imagined the magnitude of growth and hence people were hired by putting fliers on the trees on the roads (Which were later cut by the corporation to build a Metro rail).

Coming back to the chair, this was one special kind of chair. It had a really soft cushion with adjustable height and nice tilting push back. The texture of the fabric was nice and smooth and one could really sink into it after lunch for a nice afternoon siesta, I mean a productive coding session. This chair was really unique, but the office was full of this unique chair. In fact there was one chair like this for every desk. But during boom time, people come in faster than buildings can rise and/or be leased. So people had to double up in cubes/desks/conference rooms/empty dining halls in cafeterias, lonely table by the restroom (which could seat atleast 3, with monitors positioned like the lions in our Indian Emblem on One Rupee coins and oh by the way the Emblem has 4 lions even though you can only see 3. You can’t see the 4th lion because it is a Tenderloin).

They wanted more and more people, but they didn’t have enough chairs. As a result, chairs were stolen from conference rooms which began to look like a big pool table room with no chairs. But that wasn’t sufficient, so chairs were put on Time sharing mode until new chairs slowly arrived and unbundled. In any case, the number of new people coming in out numbered the pace at which they could buy the chair because of all the process involved in procurement and number of signatures needed to buy one chair was equal to the number of people working in one floor.

During conferences with the onsite team, the offshore team usually 10 to 20 in number (or in some case 20 to 40) gang up on that one speaker phone in the conference room with no chair. The American on the other side speaks in his stylish English and the team standing offshore stare at each other, while the Team lead says yes, without knowing that he was answering a question, “Can you participate in a Rodeo contest next week?”.

Chairs were stolen, because people couldn’t understand a thing that the customer sitting onsite said without grounding their asses on the chairs. It didn’t matter whose chair it was, it was vandalised. You could go to the restroom for a 2 minute break but you will be back to no chair to sit on. Heck, you could even get up to connect that PS2 mouse port to the back of the Pentium II desktop, suffering loose contact, and you may sit down and fall to the ground, because that was enough interval time for your chair to be whisked away. “No Mercy”, they shouted and continued “Give us chairs or we will steal it!”. For sometime, it became the motto of the company, I mean not the company just the employees of the company. The shareholders had nice chairs at their home, except those poor souls who bought employee stock with no chair to sit on at work and with no idea that the bubble would burst in 2 years.

Chairs were shuffled, you never sat on the same chair once. So, the chairs were always showered with variable aroma of farts by multiple unrelated employees, whose only connection was eating the food served in the cafeteria.

There was only one way out of this misery. Onsite. People wanted to go onsite because they didn’t have a chair to sit on, while the management keeps taking surveys over survey trying to find the real reason behind people wanting to go onsite (which actually yielded “Disneyland” as the answer), they never knew that it was the chairs. Sometimes, even the employees didn’t know why they were frustrated and unhappy over their career. They kept insisting it was their career, but no it was just their carrier, the chair! All they needed was a chair that can be raised and not a raise.

But then the bubble burst. Everything slowed down. New buildings were leased, unfortunately when people were laid off or when the CEO gets involved in a huge conspiracy, and now there is more space than people. There are more chairs now than people. It can be so unpredictable that between the time interval that the chair is adjusted the person would be sent home. The companies were cutting costs by cutting projects. They were laying off the Developers and restructuring the management during touch economical conditions. It was quite logical. With no work to do, they had to lay off Developers because they were the only ones who did the actual work. Management is quite essential to the company because they had to run the company and they were the only ones who had the power to lay off, so unless every single developer was laid off there was no way that the management could be laid off. Besides it is cheaper to lay off a Developer when you think about the severance package that needs to be given in millions for an executive and in thousands for the ordinary Developer. It all makes sense.

But the employees are now happy because they have more chairs. They can sit on one chair everyday and it will still be enough for the whole year. Heck, they can now fill every chair with the sweet aroma of the fart every single day and not having to sit on the same chair again.

The chairs got back at their theives. They finally got their justice, but they still get farted on.

You and me Locked up in a Room

This is how a famous Bollywood song goes:

Hum tum ek kamre mein bandh ho, aur chaabi kho jaay!

Such an ambiguous song it is. You and Me locked up in a room – which one? Bedroom or bathroom or the Kitchen or the store room? and the Keys are lost, what keys? You have keys for rooms? is it the House Key or is it your Car keys? or is it even your key! With so much ambiguity in the song, the Guy must be an idiot to expect romance from the girl and the girl must be “idioter” to romance him anyway!

But this is not the point of the post, this is just a pointless introduction of this pointless post.

People have weird experiences when they shop in weird Indian stores in US. Let me assure you that the Indian stores in India are a 100 times better than the Indian stores in US.

This particular Indian store is more like a Godown or a storage room. Seriously, I have stopped going there as I had a few bad experiences with Billing and Customer service. There are other Indian stores here that are not weird, packed with nice friendly people and a neat place. Coming back to this one weird store, it was sometime last year when I went there for regular weekend Grocery. My job as a husband was simple, drive the family to the store, hold the then 1.5 years old daughter in the arms and just randomly move around the store.

I like random, you can be at your will. You can have a sense of freedom. But in this particular store, there is only a few ways of being random. There are only 3 aisles with each aisle enough for just one half of a skinny person to move freely and that half is his lateral section and not his cross section. On the extreme left there will be a lot of varieties of bags of Rice and wheat stacked like a mountain. You will see people desperately trying to pull out a bag of rice, without impacting the balance of the bags placed one over the other. If you walk through this aisle, there are chances of bags accidentally falling on you. Perhaps they should have a sign that says “Falling Bags” like the ones you will find on the freeways through mountains that says “Falling Rocks”.

The walkways between the aisles are not left alone. They are stacked with more stuff that can be sold. It is a marketing technique. People don’t look down, so what happens is they very likely stumble upon the stuff on the floor and fall flat. Then all they have to do was see a nice shiny glowing Potato and go “Wow!” and then grab a pound or two of it. Trust me, it really works, even though you will see more people falling than walking, it is more business this way than having less stuff stacked around.

The best way to stock up the merchandise is during the peak hours of people shopping. How else you will see the store’s stock person goes around the aisle arranging and stacking up new merchandise. It is like the Old Hutch cellphone ad – wherever you go we follow. This guy is just like that, he will be there whereever you go, he is omnipresent. He can shout at the top of his pitch to the cashier when the cashier asks him the price of a certain item. He is usually a Middle aged Indian Uncle who is a partner in that store business, with neatly Dabur amla oiled hair, a belly with the shirt unable to cover it fully.

Sometimes it can be a check mate with all the stuff lying around. As I was trying to work my way randomly through these flow restricted aisles, I entered an aisle to look for some ready to eat stuff. It was a trap, I couldn’t get out of it one way as the stock person had left a bunch of items there blocking the way. He then walks through me literally and begins stocking things in the freezer on my other side. So you see now I am in a check mate position and I can’t move out of the aisle until he finishes stocking, and I am left there reading the expired expiry dates of freshly stacked Ready to eat items.

My worst nightmare came true. The stock person sang the famous ambiguous Bollywood song -

“Hum tum ek kamre mein bandh ho, aur chaabi kho jaay!”

This time, it wasn’t ambiguous. It was straight on. I started sweating profusely and was about to faint but my love for my 1.5 year old daughter held me up on my feet and reminded me that there is still room for hope in life. I looked around and I saw there was not even room for placing one bag of chips around me with all the things lying around, where would I keep hope. Besides, the Stock man was insisting on singing the next lines of the song.

I was saved by a ray of hope. Some guy walked from the side where he was stocking in the freezer and said “Ekskuse me” in a thick North Indian Accent. That’s it, the gap was made. It was enough for me to sneak through and get to the other side, like the South Indians who sneak through in the Tirumala Tirupathi queue for Dharshan of the deity.

Perhaps Clint Eastwood should make a movie with this “Escape from Indian Store”.

PS: “Dimple Kapadia” is in the tag list, just to increase the marketing value of this post.

The Desperate Husband Facebook Quiz

After answering too many Facebook Quizzes, I think I am now in a position to create a Facebook quiz of my own in my own unique style. Like Sokka says in “The Avatar” – “This is the kind of Time wasting nonsense I have been waiting for!”.

This quiz will help you find How Desperate a Husband you are, Yes this is “The Desperate Husband” Quiz and here it goes!

1. What is your Favourite TV Show?

a. Get Lost.

b. Villains.

c. American Bridal

d. Anderson Hooter 69 degrees.

2. What is your Favourite drink?

a. Beer.

b. Whiskey.

c. Milk.

d. Coconut water.

3. What do you do on a Friday Evening?

a. Beer, Dinner, <Censored Event> and Sleep.

b. Dinner, Beer, <Censored Event>, <Censored Event> and Sleep.

c.  Dinner, <Censored Event>, Sleep, <Censored Event>, Beer and Sleep for real.

d.  All of the above.

4. What is your Favourite Transport mechanism?

a. Bullock Cart

b. Horse

c. Big ass 4 Wheel drive Pickup truck, even though I don’t pickup anything and just drive that to work with lunch and laptop.

d. Instantaneous Travel by Worm holes, I mean through the holes created by Earthworms.

5. What is your Favourite movie that you would like to watch with your Spouse?

a. Star Wars Episode IV

b. Star Wars Episode V

c. Star Wars Episode VI

d. None of the above, because I would really like to watch Star Wars Episode I, II and III.

6. How bored are you?

a. Just Bored.

b. I am so Bored, I will even take “Desperate Housewives” Quiz even though I am a Man.

c. I am so Bored, I thought this was a real Facebook quiz and started writing down answers.

d. I am so Bored, I wrote a Blog post named “Desperate Husband Facebook Quiz”.

Strange thing will be that even though this is a “Desparate Husband” Quiz, it will be taken by every one of every age and sex in spite of their marital status. What will be even more strange is, though there can be at least 24 combination of answers to the above Quiz, every single one of them who take this quiz will get only one answer.

How Much of a Desperate Husband are you?

Answer: Pretty Desperate

Airport Transit

It is easier to cross the city of Madurai from One end to another by foot, than it is to transit from One terminal or a Gate in an Airport to Another. So, in a 24 hour Flight journey from US to India, it is actually difficult to transit than sit and burn your ass off inside the aircraft.

The amount of effort required for the travel is governed by the following equation:

E = F + iT

Where E is the Total Effort for Travel. F is the effort required to fly in the aircraft. T is the unknown amount of effort required to walk from one Terminal to another. “i” is the ego in you that tells that “I can definitely do this” and it gets reduced from “This is a piece of cake” feeling to “Holy shit! I am completely screwed” feeling.

The above equation is valid only for those who travel alone. For all those who travel with family (especially kids or 1 kid who can do stuff that 2 kids do) the equation grows to the power. The modified equation is:

E = (F + iT)^n

Where ‘n’ is the feels like factor of number of kids ( and not the actual number of kids). So you may have only 1 kid but that kid might put on a nice airtime travel show equivalent to 3 kids. In this case your n is not 1 but 3. Usually if you have 1 kid, n is always greater than 1. But if you have a kid which yields a value of n < 1, I need to borrow your kid to brush off some of its characteristics to mine. Call me … Seriously!

The following are the challenges of Airport Transit: (what, you thought it ended with the equation?)

1. First of all, Good luck with getting down from the aircraft. The moment the seat belt sign is off there will be a race as to who will get up first, get their gear and head to the aircraft exit. It doesn’t matter that it takes at least 30 seconds for the door in the aircraft to open up to the exit, everyone including the folks at the last row will be up on their feet. If you feel you may not be able to compete with them, just sit back and be the last one to be out. If you think you can, you should have prior experience in Military, American Football and Wrestling, in order to succeed.

Note: If you try to accidentally push the guy behind you in the aisle, you might be able to see a beautiful sight of falling Human Dominoes. But don’t try that, you cannot run far off from the victims.

2. Let’s assume you got off from the aircraft in One piece ( 2 pieces if you are carrying a small handbag or a laptop bag, 10 pieces if you have a kid). The trick now will be to find the sign board that says “GATE C25 with an upper arrow mark”. After skimming through a crowd of people wandering the airport, security staff, airport staff, duty free shops, gorgeous European women you can finally spot something close – GATES C with a upper arrow.

NOTE: The GATES C sign arrow mark does not in anyway mean that your gate is right around the corner. I think they should intensify the arrow mark or color it to show how far your Gate is.

3. You will now start your transit locomotion by Walk, then get on an elevator to go one level down. From there you will walk a long way by foot, by flat escalator, by foot again, by flat escalator again and then finally you will get another elevator to go one level up. It is not over yet, You will have to now Catch a train because Gates C is in another terminal. All this while you will keep seeing the very same “GATES C with an Arrow Mark” board.

4. As soon as you get off the train in another terminal, repeat Step 3. It will seem like you are going towards the horizon, it actually is so! But don’t get too excited when you start seeing GATES C10-25 sign board with Arrow mark. You may still need to do 30% of step 3 before you reach your final destination. Back up 3 Gates, in case you want to Hit the Restroom.

I wish Airports were like Madurai Airport. There is only one Gate, you walk through that Gate you will be inside the airport and walk the other way you will be outside the airport. Humans love to make things complicated.

10 Things you should know about 10 Things

If there is a topic then there must be an article with 10 things on that topic. Since this itself is a topic, I am going to write 10 things you should know about all these 10 things articles.

1. There are not actually 10 things to say, it may actually be 7 or 8 but to make it a round number the author rephrases a couple of them and makes the count to 10. Or he writes a classic last one – “10. There is no 10th thing!”

2. The title is not written first. The author keeps writing whatever comes to his minds and then writes the final number in the title. That is why we have a non standard 7 habits, 5 things, 10 steps etc.

3. Readers attention span is very important. So the author will make sure he doesn’t exceed beyond 13 points. 13 is the unlucky stop point number. Any more number of points he is going to get with the article, there are high chances that it will get converted into a book.

4. If it was written as a book, it will be publicized as the NYTimes #1 Best seller with a round, starry edged, fluorescent green sticker on top of it. No such thing will be done to the blog article. Heck, it won’t even make it to the WordPress front page. I mean take this one for example.

5. If it is published as a book, the front cover will always have the 3/4 portrait of the author standing at about 30 degrees to the side, arms folded, dressed in a blazer with a silly grin on his face.

6. Women don’t write 10 things article or the book. They just have too many things to say to be written in One article or One book. So they just have a TV show by their name like Oprah Winfrey show, Suze Orman Show, Rachel Ray show, with the word “Show” following their names, even though every one knows that it is a TV show!

7. This is the step the author finds out that there is no clear direction in his article and he cannot give a proper meaningful name for it. He will simply choose to name it as “10 things You should know about …”. Also, You will notice that Point number 8 will be missing.

8. This point is supposed to be missing. So you should not be reading this. No stop, stop! Don’t read it. Come on, This point is hidden! You are not supposed to read it, argh!!!!

9. There is no 10th thing. No Really, I mean it. I am going to stop at point 9.

10. Oh what the Heck! There are actually 11 things about the “10 things” articles.

11. Point no. 10 was not actually needed and I could have simply written Point 11 as Point 10. But, I just added it to show how clever I am. So, In essence, There is not really a 11th thing.

There, if you always keep all of these 10 or 11 things (with the 8th point missing) in your mind, you will be able to judge what those 10 things books are.

A “10 things to know about” article or book never goes complete without written testimonials of experts. Hence, I had an imaginary conversation with my fellow bloggers and I am coming up with their testimonials on this Article:

Anshul @ Brainstuck: (Scratches Head) WTF, 10 things about 10 things Article! (Scratches Head again!)

KrishAshok: This article is very inspiring it will definitely make me write 10 things to know about Jalsa and Jilpa.

Maxdavinci: There is only one thing that is true in this world – Dappankuthu. Everything else is written in this article.

Nikhil: The author is a very nice fellow. He bought me 10 beers, one for each thing.

Vishesh:) (and then when asked to elaborate) LOL :)

Sakhi: There is Fiction and then there is true story. This one is neither!

Twisted DNA: Just put on your bluetooth headset and read this aloud, no one will even notice, these sexy supple white 10 things.

Rads: Yay! I mean Yay!

Worries

Everyone worries about something at some point. It is just that “the some point”, is very different for Men and Women. Men and Women worry about things at different points and believe me, that makes all the difference. Here are a few case studies:

CASE 1: THE LAUNDRY

A Woman buys a Churidhar. She starts worrying about how to wash it right from the time she buys it. The dress is beautifully worked, but the only problem is it can only be hand washed. So, she is worried that she should remember not to machine wash it.

Now, the Man of the house always likes to impress the Woman for various reasons. So he rolls up his sleeves and tries to do the laundry himself, in the pretext of providing a surprise help. But the problem is he does a machine wash. Until this point, the man is not worried.

Man: “Honey, I’ve washed all your clothes!”

Woman: “Oh, that’s so sweet! wait … what about that churidhar?”

Man: “That too Honey, and you are very welcome”

Woman: “Oh my God, you can’t machine wash it!”

Here is when the Man starts worrying and prays to every god in every religion, to save that one churidhar from the evil effects of the washing machine.

CASE 2: THE COOKING

A Woman knows how to cook, because she is worried about what to cook even before she enters the kitchen. All your trips to Grocery stores to buy vegetables and stuff is because a Woman is worried 7 days in advance, as to what needs to be cooked the whole of next week. She doesn’t write that down, but she keeps them in mind. (Why else you think you are sent to the Grocery store? To stuff the Kitchen shelves and fridge for decoration?)

So if she says she is going to cook “Venn Pongal” and “Sambar” today, it means that she has already worried about buying all of its ingredients, 7 days in advance. This is exactly why you are having that dish today. Not because of some magic.

A Man on the other hand, only thinks that he knows how to cook, but he is far from it. The problem is the Man assumes that there are house elves that take care of putting the items in Kitchen shelves and fridge. So, he sets out to surprise his wife by trying to make a simple dish – Pasta. He promptly lets the water to boil and as soon as it reaches slightly above boiling point (noted from excessive smokey water vapour from the container) he begins looking for the pasta.

This is when the Man starts worrying. Too bad, he needs to leave it to luck to find the pasta and even if he finds the pasta, it is usually the case that there is no pasta sauce in the house 99% of the time. The legend has it that this is how Man learnt to make boiling water.

CASE 3: CLEANING

A Woman is worried about disorderliness, atleast to an extent. She is worried if the house will get clumsy and look bad to the guests. So she indulges herself in keeping things clean, decorating the home and basically tries to keep everything in order, even before it gets dirty and clumsy.

A Man just lives. He starts using things, takes the remote from the table and puts it in the couch, keeps the coffee mug without the coaster on the table, eats as he roams around the house and spilling stuff, runs cables from one point to another to setup wireless connection, and much more. After doing all that, he starts worrying that the house is now in disorder and it needs to be cleaned and sorted out.

This is when the Woman of the house, hands over the Vacuum cleaner to the Man.

CASE 4: LOOKS

Woman are worried about how they look, even before they look or any one else looks at them. I have one word for you – Make up. Ok, that was 2 words, but the point is, the worry about the look starts from the beginning.

Man walks to the closet and fetches the nearest available clothing to wear for the day. It will be too much effort to reach for the good shirt in the corner of the closet. He may or may not comb standing in front of the mirror, but he is hardly worried, how the clothes look on him.

A Colleague walks by the Man and says “Hmm… Interesting shirt for the pants!”.

That’s it, the Man is completely worried now. Not because the shirt makes him look like a clown, but because it is usually difficult to pass a witty reply for such comments.

CASE 5: BLOGGING

A Woman thinks a 1000 times before she blogs about a topic. What if people think I am stupid? What if people don’t like it? What if I get flamed?

A Man publishes the post. He then worries about a 1000 things, but then he just updates the post with those 1000 things as tags for the post “I-may-be-stupid”, “People-may-not-like-it”, “Inflammable”.

Logical Classification

We all know there are two kinds of Sex – Men and Women (What did you think?). For the sake of simplicity I will not be considering the third kind in this post, no offense to them. Being a Computer Engineer who carefully works out his problems for days before strategically placing that one single if statement in a sea of millions of lines of codes, I devoted 2 whole minutes to categorize the logic with which Men and Women work.

Men Follow Binary Logic.

In Binary there are only 2 states – 0 or 1. You can also call it Off or On. Pretty straightforward and simple. Here are some examples to prove why Men follow Binary logic:

1. Do you like Electronics?

Mostly the answer is Yes. But if it is not the case then it is usually a simple No.

2. What would you like for Lunch?

Whatever you cook honey. You always cook well. (Or) I need Hyderabadi Biryani today, I mean what’s with Sambar Rice and Spinach on Mondays eh!

3. Shall we have Pizza tonight?

Sure. (This is a very easy question and will be answered quicker if beer is allowed to be consumed with Pizza).

4. Are you going to wear a Blue shirt or Red Shirt to the party?

The answer will be Blue or Red, Men stay within choices most of the time.

5. Would you like a Macbook or iPod Touch?

The answer will be Both, It is still within the choices though.

Women Follow Fuzzy Logic.

In Fuzzy logic there are more than 2 states. It is not just On or Off, but it can be anything from slightly on to extremely on and slighty off to extremely off, including completely on and completely off. If you feel this explanation is fuzzy then that is what is called Fuzzy logic. Let’s look at the same examples:

1. Do you like Electronics?

Not all of them, I mean sure iPods are cool, but what’s with this 802.11n router? I just hate its color and what’s the deal with big TVs, Men are always obsessed with Big things. (Now was this a yes or no?)

2. What would you like for Lunch?

You mean you are going to cook now? That is so sweet of you. Thank you so much honey. Unless, you are trying to prove that you can cook better than me. Are you trying to challenge me? Oh we will see how that goes.  (The Man was actually meaning to say, which restaurant she would prefer, but oh well!)

3. Shall we have Pizza tonight?

Pizza is not good for health. We shouldn’t have Pizza. I hate that particular place anyway. I like it in this specific restaurant. (So, are we having the Pizza or not?).

4. Are you going to wear a Blue dress or Red dress?

Hmmm, How about if I wear a pink one? Oh wait I know I will wear that light Green salwar. I think I need more dress. (What happened here?)

4. Would you like a Macbook or iPod Touch?

Ooh, you know what. I love that pink iPod nano. I will have that. (For God’s sake I was gonna get you a Macbook!).

Now let’s ask a few questions to Men and Women:

MEN:

1. Will you be offended by this post?

It will be a Yes or No.

2. What are the chances that this blogger is going to be flamed by Women?

Oh! He is dead meat!

WOMEN:

1. Will you be offended by this post? I am not sure, I mean it was funny but some of it is cliched though. I might excuse him but I am enraged that he used Pink two much. We like other colors too.

2. What are the chances that this blogger is going to be flamed by Women?

Oh! He is Dead Meat!

Well, atleast Men and Women have the same logic for the last question. Either way, I am Dead Meat!

Per Reema’s Request, I am inserting this funny cartoon that exactly portrays what I said. Thanks Reema!

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Jet Lag

Jet lag is a phenomenon where a person gets from a place of one Timezone to a place of another timezone in a high speed jet, while sitting his ass off and doing nothing nothing but sleeping, eating and watching a Tiny monitor. Obviously because of the huge difference between the speed of the jet and the speed of the person’s rear, there is a Jet lag. (Note: Jet Lag is not the reason for Flight delays and Jet Lag has nothing to do with Jet airways or Jet Lite).

CODE LAG

A major section of Software Engineers travelling from US to India seem to sleep well during nights without the supposed Jet lag. This is due to the fact that they sleep at work staring at the computer. So if you suffer from lack of sleep due to Jet lag, just imagine yourself looking at millions of lines of C++ or Java code or just imagine looking at a Powerpoint presentation from your HR Department. These things knock you out immediately. I call this Code Lag.

JETTY LAG

While packing, always remember where you packed your underwear. Write it down somewhere or just mark the suitcase. You can also try to keep your underwear in the same suitcase where you carry your expensive new electronic item like LCD TV. The Indian Customs department will do the rest to mark it with a huge ugly cross mark with a chalk piece. If you forget where you packed your underwear then you may have to spend a day inside out in the old underwear, until you find fresh ones or buy new ones. I call this Jetty Lag (Originally coined by Chutneycase in a different context involving super models and what they wear and don’t wear).

SHIT LAG

Shit may come and Shit may go, but Bathroom remains forever.

So obviously whenever you get bowel movement, you just go to the bathroom. If your bowel movement had to happen only in the morning then your bathroom will disappear for the rest of the day and reappear only the following morning.

Since Jet lag confuses your whole body, it can also confuse your internal drainage system. Usually you will be in a fit, do I go before dinner or right after dinner. Do I have enough urge before dinner? Should I eat more to get the push. This my friend, I like to call Shit Lag.

Note 1: Bathrooms are not of standard shape and size in India. So if you are going to be in a place unfamiliar to you, walk to the bathroom and take a look. Depending on what you see there, control what you eat (Otherwise, be ready to sit in an awkward position in the Autorickshaw, till you reach familiar surroundings). No one knows when shit happens!

Note 2: If you see a variation in the speed of shit release (either an increase or a decrease) you are either having diarrhea or constipation and it has nothing to do with Jet lag or the speed of your rear in the Jet.

FUTILE ATTEMPTS

The following attempts will not cure Jet Lag:

1. Running in the airplane as fast as the Jet. I mean if you do this, you will practically knock over the crew selling expensive but duty free stuff, pass through the business class, break open the cockpit door and jump out of the airplane through the front glass window. Don’t try this, even at home.

2. If you are not a Software Engineer, obviously it is difficult for you to imagine millions of lines of code. You can try to imagine yourself as an Indian Govt. servant working as a Head clerk at the Treasury, sipping single tea while staring at a stack of dusty files. Sleep will come automatically.

3. Do not attempt to wear 2 underwears, to avoid forgetting where you packed. This will backfire by creating extra space in your suitcase for your wife to carry some more stuff that may increase the weight of the suitcase by 0.5 Kg, even though your underwear weighs only 0.05 kg.

4. Do not attempt to predict the time of the bowel movement. It is as uncertain as the electron in a Heisenberg uncertainty principle. If you predict a time and stay in your familiar place, it won’t come. If you predict the place where you will feel the movement, it won’t be at the right time. You have to go with the flow, I mean literally.

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