Thursday, June 21, 2007


Water water everywhere - not a drop to drink!

All right, a bad start..but at least it is a start. The essence still saying the same - a water logging incident at our place! :(

I think I had read a similar post in someone's blog long time back, when their living room became a pond, and I guess couple of gadgets were floating around too. Similar, or infact much worse could have been the case with us, if I had (just out of the blues, for no reason what-so-ever) not picked up my other laptop in the morning, and placed in the closet. I can't recollect a single day in last 3 months when my laptop had not been lying on the floor (because we keep mattresses in our living room, and laptops are best put on the ground) when none of us were at home. Just plain chance I would call it, that I picked up the laptop in the morning, switched it off (we have a tradition of switching off the laptop at least once a month) after a period of 20 days of activity.

I used to leave behind my keys to the apartment for the maid & the cook to come in and do the honors when I am not around, and it paid off this time around. As I hear from S, the incident goes like - one of the taps was left open in the morning, and it cleaned whole of our apartment in the daytime. When the overspilled water started coming out of our apartment, neighbors noticed it and called our maid (who thankfully stays right next to our apartment), who somehow did some damage control. Then S came back, and I guess he had a rough day too.

When S called me up and told me about this incident at our place, the first thing that I could think of was the time when I was a part of such an incident in Delhi - a couple of months ago - let me check when it was - oh yeah, I think it was November 19 (you're wondering how I could check it? Actually if I remember correctly, though I have a much-proclaimed short-term-memory-loss, I took a couple of snaps through my phone camera on that day, and I just checked the date on those snaps again. See, simple!). So, November 19 it was. And we had to frantically run around the apartment and clear all the water from the floor. It was friends' place, and everyone was running around, trying to keep a check on the overflowing water. The thing that amazes me now is that at that moment, we were sitting in the next room, and even then, we did not come to know about the water logging till the water level was a couple of inches deep! Conversations, huh! Keeping one engaged.

Good times those were. Using the mop and cleaning it up with friends - nice yaar. As they call it, priceless. 'Priceless' se yaad aaya, a friend had sent a forward, which was a bit senti, but highly unlike me, I saved it in my mailbox. I'll reproduce it here (You can skip this section if you wish):

Celebration means......

A winter evening.
Four friends.
One barsaat.
Four glasses of chai.

Celebration means......
Hundred bucks of petrol.
A rusty old bike.
And an open road.

Celebration means......
Maggi noodles
Your friends
A hostel room.
4.25 a.m.

Celebration means......
3 old friends.
3 separate cities.
3 coffee mugs.
1 internet messenger.

Celebration means......
Rain on a hot tin roof.
Pakoras deep-frying.
Neighbours dropping in.
A party.

Celebration means......
You and mom.
A summer night.
A bottle of coconut oil.
A head massage.
Gossiping about absent family members.

You can spend
Thousands on birthdays,
Lakhs on festivals,
Crores on weddings,

But to celebrate
All you have to do is spend your Time with your loved ones.

Coming back to my apartments's water logging incident - On the other end of the city, I too was going through not-the-best-of-the-days. Some corporate politics kept me back, and eventually I ended up doing some work.

P had also come down from Mumbai for a day, for some official work. She's as smart as a swan (Swans? Intelligent? Where is this coming from?), when it comes to technical stuff (technical stuff for me would amount to financial modeling et al). Today itself she told me that she works in currency market! Now Currency market! What is that!

Anyhow, she was here for a day, and B called me over to Brigade for dinner. I was planning to not talk to B for a few days (just like those 14 year old kids, who wait for their friends to come and pacify them), because he had ditched me on a bungee jumping event the previous day. But because of this dinner, I had to forgive B (kind me!). We had a good dinner - It's really fun and interesting to catch up and meet with friends who you haven't met for long. Uhh!

And the dinner was fruitful (pun un-intended?), as P is going to supply me with D's details. ;) Let's see!


  1. Anonymous6:28 PM

    Like they say, better late than never. Blogs are wonderful things. Don't let the lazy bug bite you though. Keep posting.
    Surprisingly, I was able to put a face to every letter out there, except for 'D'. Who's that???

    - Tity

  2. D? ...well well well...finally a lever to pull ur leg. Come home, we'll have a little 'chat' :)

  3. Harman4:22 PM

    bhai yeh kaun hai - aur apna blog waala idea kal se challu kar na hai - i am typing it & saving it.

    - H :)

  4. ye D ke baare mein P hi bata sakti hai! :)