Filed under: Behind the screen..., craps ..., uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 8:15 PM
I am going to complete the post I had started yesterday.
hmmm… ahem…
I feel suffocated with the smoke everywhere. When someone smokes near me, I make the most disgusting face and put my dupatta over my nose, to protect myself from the smoke and to make him/her feel that I am not at all comfortable. Sometimes, it works and the person moves away from me taking away his smoke. But sometimes, these people are so occupied with their smoke rings that they just avoid my gestures.
I don’t know what they feel so refreshing in a white roll of tobacco… just think, think about the other people who suffer for you holy smokers… think about your children, who will also start smoking in a couple of years, or may be who are already smoking. Dont’ you think that we should create a clean environment for our next generation???
phew… I hope, I could just make a single person leave smoking atleast.
Filed under: Behind the screen..., Very strange!!, craps ..., uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 11:23 PM
After I came to Kolkata, one of the most irritating things I faced was “Smoke”… yeah …”Cig Smoke”. One of my friends said that… “Bachhon ke muchh aane se pehle hi yeh log smoking suru kar dete hain…“. And the most disturbing fact is that they don’t care about the other people. They smoke their way to “pata-nahi-kahaan”. And we non-smokers inhale all those holy smoke directly out of those holy people’s mouth and live with the truth “Passive smoking is more dangerous…“.
Arey yaar, ek baat batao… yeh smoking karke faaayadaa kya hota hai??? Ek to khud ki lungs kharab karte ho aur upar se hum logon ki bachi kuchi jaan bhi le lete ho… humse koi dushmani hai aap logon ki???
People smoke, when they are happy; when they are not so happy; when they are somewhat happy; when they are worried; when they are not so worried; when they are somewhat worried; when they are hungry; when they are thirsty; when they are… chodo yaar, bahat lambi list hai… In short, they smoke everytime they get a chance to.
It feels so suffocated, when people blow away their glories/worries on your face. That burnt tobacco smell can make a dead body die again.
chal yaar… aaj nind aa rahi hai… yeh bhasan kal continue karungi… aaj to…yawnnnnnnnnnnnnn…….. bas goodnight hai jee 
. kal tak thoda aur smoke kar lo… kal se toh mein puri duniya me yeh sab bandh karwaane waali hun …
Filed under: Behind the screen..., Down the memory lane..., uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 1:49 PM
… Today was the holy day, when I had joined this company, 2 years back
Filed under: Behind the screen..., Very strange!!, uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 11:52 AM
Why is it always like, people stare at me when I say that I am a vegetarian??? I mean, is there anything which I don’t know that others know… like being a vegetarian is something similar to being a terrorist who just exploded a bomb near parliament???
Yeah, its true, that I used to eat non-veg before. But now I don’t want to eat it. Okay… lemme confess now, I liked chicken and egg and some variety of fishes like hilsha and pomfret. But, I actually never enjoyed eating nor I loved the after-eating-taste lingering in my mouth. Then , I thought, I can’t eat animals yaar… before coming to my plate, that was something which actually breathed, walked or swam. Now do not laugh… I actually mean it. There are lot of other things we can eat and I am actually happy with the things I am eating.
Last week, we went for a team party, thrown by one of my colleagues, who is going for his higher studies. When the host asked me to order, I ordered some vegetarian dishes… He got astonished when I said “I am a vegetarian…“. His expression, as well as the expressions on the faces of other members of my team looked asif I said “I am the person who hanged Saddam Hussein!!!“…
Then the host asked me why I dont eat… then I said that, I used to eat previously, but now I dont. Then he took a conclusion that, I can eat non-veg.
Yeah… I can eat … But the problem is that I dont want to eat. It’s simple to understand… I-do-not-want-to-eat-something-that-did-not-grow-on-plant… Was the previous statement comprised of some words from Santali language that it bounced back into air from your ears???
I am not a person, who would write “I love animals” in the space meant for “Your motto” in the scrapbook of a friend. There are people who write this; and I agree, They do love animals; They do love chicken… Specially when it is a dressed and fried one.
I am not a person, who would try to convince others to be vegetarians… sorry, but I can not do that… I am not not a politician to impress with my speech you see… poor me… 
What I can do is I won’t eat non-veg. And that’s what I am doing.
I don’t have any problem with my friends, colleagues, family members (except my Mom — She is a vegetarian), neighbors, neighbors to neighbors etc… etc, when they eat chicken, mutton, fish, duck, egg, pig, snake, cow, bull, elephant, walrus, mirkat, hippo, donkey, monkey, cat, dog etc… etc… Then why do some people have problem when I eat my vegetarian food???
I love my food and I enjoy eating it. Why people always try to make me eat non-veg again, stating… Well you used to eat before yaar… Ek baar kha lene se kuch nahi hota hai… ??? Yeah… even I know, kuch nahi hoga… par mujhe nahi khana hai…
People have their own choices and reasons for what they are, what they wear and what they eat. I think, it is my right to eat what I want to and none (and when I say none, it means … NONE) should force me to eat something which I do not want.
We had been to some other team party, when somebody else threw it for some other reason which I don’t remember, then one of my colleagues had ordered “Kochi pathar jhol”, which literally means, a baby-goat’s meat curry. I was thinking, previously people killed animals… now they don’t even leave a poor baby… they cut it, peel its skin and cook it before it actually can grow up.
I don’t have any personal grudges against those who eat non-veg. Its just that I do not want to eat.
I hope, everybody understand this and henceforth nobody will try to convince me to eat chicken… I know it tastes good, but then, I dont want to eat it. I am happy with my baingan ka bharta
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And I won’t force my children to not to eat Non-veg. If they want they can always have it, with my pleasure. But the same rule goes here… they should not force me to eat non-veg
Filed under: Behind the screen..., craps ..., uuphh yeh life!!! — chapters @ 3:50 PM
I have been released from my previous project and now I am working in a new project, where there is a guy of my batch, who has been in this project from his birth ( I mean the from the first day of his joining in this company…), and so he knows more than me, (NOW MIND MY WORDS), ONLY about this project. Whereas if you consider me, then may be I don’t know much about this project, but I definitely know more than him in other technologies. Still, he behaves asif I am working under him. Today, in the morning, as soon as he landed here from his liquid gold fuelled private jet, on the office terrace, he ordered me to prepare some test data…
[Before that, lemme inform you guys the special reason for the nomenclature "monstor" for the same person... His name is something like, if you take the initial of his first name and then put the full surname without any blank space with it, then, it will just be the hindi version of the word "Monster"...]
Yes… Your highness… I am just waiting for your precious order (with clinched teeth…)
And from 11.30 AM I was preparing test data, on a testing server. But the testing server, blessed by the Monster, was so slow that, I could take take a peaceful nap before the mouse click gave the expected result. After 2 and 1/2 hour, when I finished making 4 test data, and finally serched them in the database… and voila… they were gone… yes, they just vanished.
I informed the Monster the same… and His Highness ORDERED me to create some more… and this time he sent me a mail stating “Its very URGENT “…
And, now, I am doing the same thing again… clicking the mouse once and then sleeping… clicking once more… I am feeling like, going to Monster and “Khinch ke kaan ke niche do thappad bajaun“… and tell him “itna hi souk hai to khud banale test data…”
Need to go back and complete the test data first… will write again… Till then… just wish me luck so that i can actually slap him some day…
