Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Get it off, soldier!

I have my opinions about the so-called-hunks joining the great-indian-fauj these days... Most of them, they just don't have it in them. I'm referring to the charm of sophisticated faujiness here.

But that's not what I want to talk about right now (although you're most welcome to write to me if you want to take this forward). Without indulging into finer details of the above -- which generally includes an eye-roll on my poker-face when I do 'indulge' -- I want to tell you that I logged into Orkut after many months.

Well, good for me!

Before I engage you with my Orkut log-in adventures, you should know where I'm coming from. Being related to retired faujis (perhaps that's why), I'm generally intrigued by the newly recruited faujis, the way they live and behave socially and otherwise.

Getting back to my Orkut account resurrection; I happened to check out the profile of this fauji chap who checked out mine in the past 24 ours or so. Given that his editable name was screeching ''last term @ NDA'', I had to take a peek.

Guess what, I ended up writing the following polite, quick mail to him. That should explain 'what happened' during his profile inspection.

I wrote:

''You checked out my profile so I happened to check out yours.

Nice pictures. I can imagine you're proud to be in the army and can't wait to tell your acquaintances about your escapades/training sessions in places civilians haven't been to (and will probably never go).

However, I think you'd want to take a peek at this article published in June 2009 http://www.indianexpress.com/news/Don-t-put-service-info-on-Orkut--Army-warns-its-men/477646

(there are a bunch like this)

In short, it is suggested (it is common sense, in my opinion) not to upload images and text on public sites that even remotely give away information about the activities related to your professional life. You can well imagine the reasons -- national security!

Without getting into details, I'd suggest you might want to abstain from putting up pictures on social networking sites, such as 'Kanchenjunga', 'with all arms and ammunition' (you get the idea what kind) and encourage colleagues for the same.

Check with your CO about the instructions sent across by the headquarters. If he doesn't know, write to the headquarters to get info/guidelines.

I am concerned about the way critical information is flying around across borders.

Best intentions.''

Friday, June 26, 2009

The Real MacCoy!

It's that time of the year again. That time, when i feel the 'need' to possess a delicious gadget and a 'good deal' rolls into my lap. Or so I like to believe.

Well, this time the gadget of choice is a MacBook. No, a MacBook Pro - the new 13-inch MacBook Pro!!!

Yayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

PS: @whizkidd did not step on my foot.

The desirable device comes to mamma early morning tomorrow, so I'd like to record some history here ;-)


At the warehouse...

Sitting Pretty

Get your eyes checked

Yeah, they now come with an SD card reader

With friends!

Peek-a-boo!

** Bilder av Mats L, min favorit online shopping nätet :-p **

Saturday, June 13, 2009

Points of View

Dogs v/s Cats

DOG DIARY

8:00 AM - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 AM - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 AM - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 AM - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!


CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity!
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. The sick bastards!

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies'. I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs.

I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He obviously has issues.

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Gompax 1 is here, Finally.

Now that Gompax 2 has started off the proceedings, (ladies first!) I find it a daunting task to actually think of something that could go up here. I have this innate fear of making things (my writings of course) sound like a tech article-which has always been my forte' when it came to penning down my thoughts. 

This, now is an entirely different ball game. As I type this second paragraph, I still have no clue as to what the next one should contain.... wait! No! I think I  figured out something! I really think should be going on about G2's latest object (as in something that can't move on its own) of attention - the E71. Besides, this will be a rather "comfortable" start for me considering it's my "beat" -- Mobile Phones.

Say hello to G2's E71. This is not just another run-of-the-mill E71. To start with, it has been kissed (on the screen, Imagine!) more times than a 17 year old Shahrukh Khan poster in a ladies common room. It's true, G2 was caught kissing the new man in her life the very first day she bought it to office. I'm sure they've had their private moments earlier, but it was her first PDA* in front of yours truly -- and the fact that she actually made me capture a video of her doing the honours speaks volumes about the shamelessness the erstwhile GKG (Gaanv ki Gori) had recently acquired. This, in front of me was the same SSL (Sundar Susheel Ladki) that never showed an inclination towards anything amorous. True, her old Motorola was a piece of junk, but at least, it talked back to her in Hindi? Can any E71 ever do that? 

I really think what attracted G2 to the E71 is its third party applications support. Her current fixation seems to be tracking herself on Google Latitude, even when she knows where she is "right now". Girl, all you need to do is to look out of the goddam Window! - unless you're travelling peak time and all you see outside the window are hairy legs of the adventurous male of the species dangling outside. But the "decent guy" that I am, I always try to help her get over this latitude fixation by actually asking her to start tracking herself and play this game of "I'll tell you where you are". I'm sure she'll get bored one fine day. Reverse psychology, you know?

There goes the first post.









*Public Display of Affection

Monday, March 9, 2009

I hate Math

It got me thinking very hard about what's wrong with my Google account a few minutes back.

It all began when I clicked the send button in the compose mail page while I was trying to send a nasty parsi joke to a parsi friend of mine and his girlfriend, my friend since college.

As I clicked the send button, Google "Goggles" would show up and wouldn't let me share a laugh with my friends till I did not solve a bunch of simple math problems.

Annoying as it can get, pressing the cancel button was no help, and being very slow at doing the math wasn't beneficial either.

Irritated, I quickly solved the problems, the message got sent and I rushed to check (somehow) for which sonovabitch hacked my Gmail account and signed me up with the Goggles feature to make me solve math at this ungodly hour -- that too out of the blue!

Anyhow, I checked Labs settings -- Goggles is enabled (Grr.. who diddit?).

Well, I did. I had just forgotten that it is meant to check my drunkenness, sleepiness, out-of-senseness factor before sending out a mail at early bird hours such as these.

Lovely.

An intricate observation: Gompax 1 is yet to present his inaugural post here.

Ahem! (echo)