Tuesday, September 30, 2014

A 38 Q's Survey - A Tag

A 38  Q's Survey - A Tag


An Indonesian blogger friend tagged me for this 38 Question tag way back in 2009.  I came across  this today, so I have decided to take this challenge. I know you must be thinking why after 5 years. Even I am figuring out the same ;)

01. Name one person who made you laugh last night? Nikhil Sharma
02. What were you doing at 8 PM today ? Packing my bags at office
03. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Family prayers 
04. What happened to you in 2008?Got placed in Techmahindra.   
05. What was the last thing you said out loud?can you hear me, its Ste!

06. How many beverages did you have today? None
07. What color is your hairbrush? Black
08. What was the last thing you paid for? Auto rickshaw guy
09. Where were you last night? Home
10. What color is your front door? Black and brown
11. Where do you keep your change? Wallet
12. What's the weather like today? it was  Raining intermittently 

13. What's the best ice-cream flavor?Strawberry 
14. What excites you? if I get to see something new. 
15. Do you want to cut your hair? Not yet
16. Are you over the age of 25? Yes
17. Do you talk a lot? Yup
18. Do you watch the O.C.? No, What’s that?
19. Do you know anyone named Steven? Yep
20. Do you make up your own words? Sometimes
21. Are you a jealous person? Depends 
22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter �A�. Ankit
23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter �M�.Monica
24. Who's the first person on your received call list? Appa
25. What does the last text message you received say? 'Where are you? I will meet you down in 5 mind. Will ping you when I reach the reception'
26. Do you chew on your straw? No
27. Do you have curly hair? No , Silky Straight hair
28. Where's the next place you're going to? Chennai
29. Who's the rudest person in your life? A girl with high attitude and ego on her little nose, a  friend whom I prefer not to name here
30. What was the last thing you ate? Rice
31. Will you get married in the future? Yes
32. Whats the best movie you've seen in the past 2 weeks? Madagascar
33. Is there anyone you like right now? Yes
34. When was the last time you did the dishes? Last week
35. Are you currently depressed? No
36. Did you cry today? No
37. Why did you answer and post this? I like answering questions
38. Tag few people who would do this survey.
I would like to tag Ankit,Monika,  Fatima, Vinay, Renu, Vaisakhi, Aayesha, Ankita, Sushmita, Divyakshi, Garima, Jyotsna, Tina and anyone who wants to do this tag.

Choo Mantra Kaali!

Choo Mantra Kaali!

Mandy claims to be a magician in front of his friend who is a gorgeous girl. He wants to impress her so he comes with a new trick. His friend  asks him to prove that he is a magician and he tries to do something.

Mandy: Sweetheart ,I will make you vanish.
Gorgeous girl : Oh really!
Mandy : Choo mantra Kaali! Vanish!
Mandy :Choo mantra kaali, vanish, you beauty !
The girl displays a frown.
Mandy:(closes his eyes) Choo mantra kaali! Gorgeousness coupled with awesomeness go disappear.
She  gets pissed off and leaves the place
Mandy:(opens his eyes) oh she vanished. I  am a magician hahaha

Monday, September 29, 2014

Inches!

Inches!

"Dude,how much inches?"  I said to my friend, flaunting my new mobile. He gave me a confused look.

"How much is yours?" He asked me.

"5 inches!" I replied.

He looked around and said, "around 7!"

There was deafening silence for a moment and everyone looked at him.

"Aren't we talking about mobile screens?" I asked. He  gave me a startled look and slapped his forehead.

Sunday, September 28, 2014

Virtually strolling through Jabong.com




The e-tailer market in India has moved to a completely different level over the last  few years. We have seen the emergence of new players in this particular sector who have improvised a lot over these years. Few of them have established a good customer base while few have grabbed the attention of online shoppers. With various coupons, discounts and exciting offers, few online shopping sites are doing their best to keep an eye on the customers. Indeed! This is very good news.  People are shifting from offline mode of shopping to online mode – thanks to the online shopping model. We are seeing a new player every month, each with its own niche. There are sites that offer only electronic products, few offer babies wears and few exclusively offer books etc. Today I would be providing a review of one such site that has grown to be a next big player in the e-tail sector. It is Jabong.com.  I just saw the TV commercial for the Jabong ad and it impressed me.


Two weeks ago, my sister was nagging me for a Rakshabandhan gift.  Like any other Indian brother, I gifted the  Cadbury celebrations box to her. But this time, she insisted that she wanted something better. I asked her to check online for anything she likes so that I could buy that for her. She quickly started browsing Internet and googled random products like ‘black kurtis’. She quickly jumped on to the URL that she encountered first. She was novice to all this, so I was her only resort when it came to Internet. She came across this site called ‘Jabong.com’. I watched her as she neatly explored the website.  The home page of the site like every other website had a welcome page that allows user to shop on the basis of their needs. Two buttons were placed on the screen namely ‘Shop Women’ and ‘Shop Men’.  An advantage of displaying these buttons could be to save the shopping time for quick shoppers. Below that were different sections like ‘Do not miss’, ‘Buzz’, ‘Recommendations’ etc. Such sections basically enable the user to search for what they are looking for. A user might be looking for a watch and the section for watches on the home screen might just benefit them. The same can be achieved via accessing the tabs on the navigation menu but as humans we always prefer short cuts ;) see here 


The right sidebar displayed a section for various blog posts. The blogs provided useful information to the users – most of them were related to the entertainment world.  There were tabs at the top of the page demarcated on the basic of users, availability etc. New, Men, Women, Kids, Designers, Sports, Sale were few of the tabs. Clicking on each of the tab flashed submenu’s that provided a variety of options for a user to select. You could rather observe lots of stuffs related to a particular gender. Like if you are looking for clothing accessories for a man then you could see Shoes, watches, sun glasses, ethnic wears, winter wears etc. You should perhaps go and visit the site to experience what I am saying.
The usability of the website is too good. As a user I was too happy shopping with this site. The website also allows users to filter the search results on the basis of their requirements. You might be thinking that this is not news. Yes! This is not new but this has got lots of options. You could filter the products on the basis of brands, fabric types, price, size, types, fits, offers, colors etc. Isn't this amazing? 




The payment facility is simple indeed. You have a variety of payment options and you can choose one of them to complete the order. I personally loved Jabong and I recommend everyone to try this website at least once. If you try it once, then you would never stop visiting that online store.
I have always endorsed products that make life easier. So from my personal experience, I would like to say that this is a very good product. Just that Jabong needs to work on their logistic partners. You should try this site and I found this virtual stroll too good!

  Note - At the actual shopping , I had not taken any images, so ideally the above images should have been a kurti instead of trousers ;)  Note that I have marked the important features of this website using a box in the image above!
A Quality Analyst by day and a dynamic blogger by night, Ste is an out-of-the-Box thinker whose thinking cap is never on the resting mode. The real feather on his thinking cap is his creativity which you can see in all his works, be it short stories, poems or sketches. He is a very big fan of Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Most of his short stories are inspired from real life and things that fascinates him. His blog "The Solitary Writer" is a central repository of his entire creative spear."  Did you like this post? Get The Solitary Writers updates via Facebook or Twitter, better yet, subscribe to it via RSS Feed. It’s easy, and free!Also you can discuss in the Forum. Comments are just another way to let me know how you feel.Don't forget to comment.

Saturday, September 27, 2014

Grabbed

Grabbed


She was a stranger. I grabbed her hips and locked her tight. 
She tried to escape, freed herself from me, but I held her tight.
 I moved further and pushed her from behind, my hands holding her body clad in blue top.

The referee soon blew the whistle and I won gold in women’s wrestling.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Crowning Glory - Life's Game! - 8

Crowning Glory - Life's Game! - 8
Read Chapter 7  here

Chapter 8

It was the month of May and the evening sky was coupled with purple and speckled red shades as Jennifer observed the scenic beauty of the Arabian Sea. It was the second  time she was visiting this part of the city after she moved to Mumbai. Few weeks ago, she was here to meet a dear friend who was in Mumbai for an official work.  Mumbai was an expensive city to live in, but there was something special about it. She was already impressed with it. She was meandering around the Bandstand area in Bandra, her camera hanging around her neck and she carried a backpack. She stood near the rocks and looked at the mighty vast sea, admiring its magnificence. It was only 6 PM and the sky was showing a stunning display of shades of purple, orange and red.  It was a scene worth to be captured on a camera. She quickly arrested the splendid view of the setting sun on her DSLR. Bandstand was a popular hangout zone in Mumbai where one could witness youngsters loitering around with their friends - girlfriends to be precise! One could even find different mischief mongers strolling around looking out for some fun.

This city is amazing! She thought as she walked into a nearby Coffee shop, her gaze travelling over the interior of the shop that was painted in red, scribbling of different attractive cartoons graced the wall. She had visited this coffee shop few weeks back and then it was painted yellow. 
Such an amazing transformation, she thought as her eyes wandered around the coffee shop. All her  attempts to locate a vacant table seemed futile.  A waiter came to her rescue and led her to a table that was supposedly vacated few minutes ago. It was a familiar face. He was the same young boy who took her orders last time when she met her friend at the same place.

“Thank you,” Jennifer said, to which the waiter acknowledged with a smile.
A young waiter approached her with a menu card in his hand. He handed her the menu card. She quickly glanced through it and ordered a cappuccino.  She was here to meet a dear friend – a friend who entered her life as a cameo and eventually turned out to be an integral part of her life. Their friendship gradually transformed from good to best with time. She smiled every time she thought about him. Thinking about him always dragged a smile on her face.  

“You can never be on time. Like a stupid I’ve been waiting at the coffee shop for you. Already gulped 2 mugs of Coffee: P” She tapped out a quick text message to her friend. Thinking of ways to pass time, she finally decided to transfer the evening photographs from her DSLR to her laptop.  She logged into her laptop and attached her camera data cable to her laptop.  
Her phone beeped. “Gulp 2 more mugs and I will be right there!” Her friend had replied to her text.  
As she browsed through the camera folders, she came across Tara Dutta’s photographs.
“Such an arrogant and proud lady!” she thought.  Her haughty nature was perhaps something that differentiated her from others.  She stared at her photographs for a moment!

Those full dark mascara clad eyes are trying to hide something? What is she trying to hide?  What does those animated smiles suggests?!  There was certainly something unpleasant about her.

Why did Shekar smile at her when Tara spoke about juggling between her career and home? Was he trying to say something through those sarcastic smiles?  

“If you were given this project a few years back, then Tara’s name would have not featured in your list.” Shekar’s words flashed on her mind.

“..she was just a small media professional running some errands. Now with her rise to the top, I am extremely proud of her.”   She started thinking over what Shekar said.
“From a media professional to a successful CEO in a short duration. How?”   She was lost in her own train of thoughts about Tara.

“There is must be something fishy!” she thought to herself.
“Here is your cappuccino, madam,” the waiter arrived at her table. Her fingers combed through the tangles in her long dark hair hanging down her back.
“Thank you! “ Jennifer said, with a bright smile on her face. She soon grabbed her phone and started poking incessantly on it, typing a text message to her phone for whom she had been waiting for a long time.

“That’s it! I’m leaving now,” she texted her friend. She was growing irritated. Men from the other table  were busy leering at her and some how she was feeling uncomfortable.
"Enough is Enough!" she said to herself.

Jennifer glanced up,sipping her cappuccino only to observe a  waiter heading towards her with a bouquet of roses!
“This is for you madam!” the waiter announced to her.
Before the waiter could say anything further, Jennifer asked, “Who gave you?”
“That gentleman!” He pointed his finger towards a man standing next to the entrance. It was her friend Cyrus. And of a sudden, her thoughts about Tara vanished and her lips curved into a pleasant smile. She had been waiting for him for the last 1 hour.
“So, how is my photographer friend  doing?” he asked, smiling at her.
Cyrus was a law student who lived in New Delhi. He did his internship with a very reputed legal firm based in Delhi. He was dressed in a dapper outfit, neatly combed hair. Perhaps his smile and his curly hair were the most attractive feature of his body. But he seldom smiled.
 “I want to strangle you right now.” Jennifer looked at him through her fiery eyes.
“Go ahead!” he said and leaned closer to her. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder and said “Accept my apologies, madam, for I was stuck at some important meeting.”
He looked straight into her eyes, “How come you look so beautiful today?”
“Stop flattering me,” she said, “And yeah apologies accepted.” A smile lit up her gorgeous face.
They both met each other at Jennifer’s office during his business visit to Marie Claire. She found Cyrus boring during those days, a kind of a serious guy with a big nerdy spectacle to define his look. But later her views changed.

“Thank you, Jenny!” he said. There was something which attracted him to her.  Everything about him intrigued her – his way of talking, his smile and the cute dimple on his face mesmerized her.
She smiled at him, displaying the dimples in her cheeks.  As he turned aside, his eyes chanced upon her laptop screen which displayed the image of Tara Dutta.

***

After attending an important meeting with her Boss, Jennifer directly headed towards her cubicle. She had skipped her breakfast that day. It was only her second day at  her new job and  she was already drowned In so much work that she even skipped her lunch. She decided to take a quick break and left for the pantry for a coffee.
She collapsed as she entered the pantry.

Minutes later when she gained consciousness, she heard a voice.

“Hey, are you alright?” 
 She squinted her eyes and saw a faint reflection of a man patting her cheeks. She swiftly moved away and said, “I’m alright.” 
“Thanks for that,” she said and got up. The stranger stretched his hands forward to facilitate her in getting up.  They both stood  there for a moment, he still holding her hand. She quickly reacted and moved her hands away. She nictated her eyes and discovered the stranger cheerfully smiling at her.

“Thanks once again,” she said and asked, “Do you work here too?”
“No, No.” he said.
“Then?” Jennifer asked.
“I’m doing my law from Delhi University and my company has sent me here for some important work.” The stranger smiled at Jennifer.
“Are you a law student or a Lawyer?” Jennifer asked.

“Law student,” The stranger replied.
 “Then what company work got you here?”
“I do my internship with a famous Legal firm based in Delhi and I am here for an article on Company Acts.”

“Great!” she said , “Lawyers from Delhi don’t have names?!” She joked.
Jennifer winked at him. Through her intelligent eyes she quickly assessed him from top to bottom before she went away towards  the coffee machine.
He followed her from behind. “Oh by the way I’m Cyrus Daruwala!” He introduced himself.
She filled a cup of coffee and asked, “So you must be having liver problems?”
“Sorry, I didn't get what you are trying to say,” he said like an obedient school kid. The cup of coffee energized her and she was once again in a playful mood.

“Oh forget it, that was a joke,” she grinned and continued, “And I’m Jennifer - Jennifer Joseph, working as a senior photographer here.” He accompanied her to her cubicle.

Cyrus was tall, around 6. He had a milky smooth skin and was extremely fair  like most of the Parsi men. A large nerdy spectacle shielded his eyes. It gave him a nerdy appearance. He was taciturn by nature but seemed like a friendly person to hang out with. He sported a goatee which added to his style factor though his glasses gave him a geeky look. He wore a formal outfit and first he  appeared as a dull guy to Jennifer.

"How long are you in Mumbai?" Jennifer asked him.
"I'm here for a week." Cyrus replied.

"Great then," she said and continued, "May be we should catch up later. Right now I'm having some work."

"That all happened when I went for a quick coffee," she said with a vibrant smile on her face.

"It's alright, Jennifer." Cyrus said with a straight face.

Jennifer was in search of a friend and after meeting Cyrus, she thought that she could befriend him. That was the reason why she even exchanged her number with him.

Later that week they met once again. After completing her photo session at the Dutta's house,  Jennifer headed to Cafe Coffee, a coffee shop at Bandra to meet her new friend Cyrus Daruwala.

She entered the coffee shop and it looked like another ordinary coffee shop to her. The walls were painted yellow and it was not organized well. She found Cyrus waiting for her at a corner table.  He got up and shook hands with Jennifer as she went close to him. He was wearing a casual outfit,  striped shirts and a blue jeans. His curly hair was frizzy and shabby. But even then it looked good on him. 

"Did I make you wait for a long?"  She politely asked him with a smile. 
"No, I came just now," he said, "you have such an amazing smile." Such was the magic of Jennifer's smile that it even impressed people whom she  hardly meets.

"My boss gave me such a boring assignment,"  she said, her face grimaced.
"I am back from Tara Dutta's house," she continued.
"What? Tara Dutta? Really?" Cyrus almost jumped  from his chair.
"Why are you so excited?" She questioned him, looking into his eyes and asked, "Do you know her?"
"Well, who doesn't know her? Her popularity is beyond reach. She won the young entrepreneur award last year," he said and continued, "didn't you know?"
"No," she said, perplexed.

 "By the way, tell me something about you?" Jennifer asked Cyrus, tapping her mobile phone unremittingly, her eyes focussed on the game that she was playing on her mobile phone.

"There is nothing interesting about my life, Jennifer," Cyrus said to which Jennifer quickly riposted, "Seriously dude?!"

Now Jennifer's view on Cyrus being a boring guy got confirmed.
"It's just that my parents  forced me to take Engineering after my 12th and I had to acquiese to their demands," he said, sounding low.

"The other day you mentioned that you were pursuing your law," Jennifer looked at his eyes for once.

"Yes, it finally dawned to me that I had to do what I was interested in. Engineering was never my cup of tea. I quit my Engineering in my 3rd year and joined a Law college affiliated to the Delhi University," he said and continued, "You might think of me as a fool!"

"No, not really! Its sometimes good to listen to your heart and you did the right thing," she said and smiled.


"My conscience knocked me hard to make me understand that what I was doing was wrong and I should in fact do something that I loved and yes it was right," he said and continued, "Engineering would have ruined my life!" He winked.

After sipping a cup of hot tea, he said,"And I am already in my final year of Law." Their gaze locked.
She smiled at him. They spoke about many things related to their work, passion and interests. They became friends. It was also during one of those days that  Jennifer got to know that he wanted to become a writer some day and publish a book. It was one of the things in his bucket list. Cyrus left for Delhi the next day and promised that he would be in touch with her. Since then they have been talking to each other almost every day. 
***

"Seems Tara Dutta is not letting you sleep," Cyrus joked,  referring to the image of Businesswoman Tara Dutta on her laptop.

 Cyrus's  joke got her out of her reverie and she gave him a startled look.

"Hello madam, where are you lost?" He said, patting her back

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What happened after ? Read the next part  - Chap 9

A Quality Analyst by day and a dynamic blogger by night, Ste is an out-of-the-Box thinker whose thinking cap is never on the resting mode. The real feather on his thinking cap is his creativity which you can see in all his works, be it short stories, poems or sketches. He is a very big fan of Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Most of his short stories are inspired from real life and things that fascinates him. His blog "The Solitary Writer" is a central repository of his entire creative spear."  Did you like this post? Get The Solitary Writers updates via Facebook or Twitter, better yet, subscribe to it via RSS Feed. It’s easy, and free!Also you can discuss in the Forum. Comments are just another way to let me know how you feel.Don't forget to comment.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

The Ticketless Traveler

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.


I looked at my watch and learned that it was already 11.15 AM. My Boss had announced last week that the Auditors would be arriving today for a surprise InfoSec audit. So indirectly he wanted us to reach the office in time. I plugged in the headphone into my ears and started listening to random songs. I boarded the 11.21 AM Borivali local and stood near the gate of the compartment. The train was not crowded at this hour of the day. I got down at the Andheri station at platform number 1.

Image taken from Google.com

I looked at my watch and it now displayed 11.32 AM.  My eyes scanned the entire  railway station and  I witnessed something unusual today. There was a surprise visit  by the Western Railway officials to get hold of ticketless travelers. Andheri railway station was filled with Ticket Examiners on each and every platform. I checked my wallet for my railway pass.  To my dismay, I couldn't locate it. I started sweating profusely. It seemed that  I had left my wallet at home and it clearly implied that I was empty handed with no money to pay the fine amount. I decided to take the ultimate risk of my life. Travelling ticketless was against my principle. I walked towards the middle bridge. With music still blaring loudly  into my ears, I  took baby steps to reach the top.  

After reaching up, I could feel the adrenaline rush. At every entry to the platforms , there were a group of TC's examining the railway tickets and passes  of passengers. TC's were stationed every where! I was quite sure that Western Railways was all set to execute its plan. And everything went well for them. I could see few college students requesting the TC's to leave them, they were literally pleading mercy. Few office goers were also caught red handed by few of the Ticket Checking officials. Some commuters hung their face in shame and remained speechless for a while. Few of the regulars who used this bridge were also caught. The Officers  were clad in  minister white shirts and black trousers.  I could envision the scene as a video game, more kind of a Super Mario video game where Mario has to cross every single level to meet his princess. Well, for me the other side of the bridge was my princess!

Seeing the things happening around me, I was surely destined to get embarrassed that too among people whom I never knew. I started building confidence. I took one step at a time. My lips curved into a smile every time I confronted a TC. Some of them even acknowledged me with a smile. As I crossed the Platform 1,2 barrier, a TC shouted, " Hey Mister!" I could feel over thousand butterflies fluttering inside my stomach. With anxious eyes, I turned behind and asked, "Me?"
"Not you, that man,” the TC said, pointing his fingers towards a guy standing next to me. I moved ahead.
Level 2 was easy for me. It was already crowded with ticketless travelers and the TC's were busy filling the fine receipt sheet. I slowly moved closer towards my destination.  As I moved, a TC caught the man in front of me. He held him by his collar and took him towards the corner of the bridge. A lady TC stopped a beautiful college going teenage girl. I stood there for a moment and watched all that was happening. The girl requested the TC to let her go! The TC didn't budge. She stood there and asked her to pay the fine. But poor thing had forgotten her wallet too! She asked her to call her dad and pay the fine. If I had my wallet, I would have surely paid the fine amount for her. Well that could have triggered something good for me. Now everything was working as per my plan. I crossed the last level - Platform 5,6.  I was feeling very excited. I ceremoniously walked towards the stairs to get down.  It was something I didn't expect. I couldn't contain my happiness as I was not used to all this. It was the first time in my life that I was travelling ticketless and I escaped the cautious eyes of the  TC's. I was feeling jubilant. As I walked , someone held their hand on my shoulder. I stood there for a moment.
"Where are you running?" the person said. As I turned behind, I was stunned. I stood there speechless. It was one of the TC. I started sweating profusely. "You can't leave this station just like that," he continued.

I didn't know how to react. My celebrations came to a sudden halt. "I..I ...I don't know what you are talking about," I said. Tears welled in my eyes. Now I could feel my heartbeats racing like a formula one car. I wiped the sweat from my forehead with my hand.

"Is this your handkerchief?" he politely asked me.
"Oh yes," I said and collected it from him. That actually wasn't my handkerchief. I threw it  on a dustbin nearby and left the railway station. I started celebrating once again. "Mission Accomplished!" I thought to myself. I felt like performing a jig but that would have looked weird, so I tried to control my happiness.

I hailed a taxi and asked him to go to Saki Naka. Sooner, I called my team mate and asked him to pay the taxi fare. Well, sometimes certain things happen when you don't expect it!


A Quality Analyst by day and a dynamic blogger by night, Ste is an out-of-the-Box thinker whose thinking cap is never on the resting mode. The real feather on his thinking cap is his creativity which you can see in all his works, be it short stories, poems or sketches. He is a very big fan of Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Most of his short stories are inspired from real life and things that fascinates him. His blog "The Solitary Writer" is a central repository of his entire creative spear." .Did you like this post? Get The Solitary Writers updates via Facebook or Twitter, better yet, subscribe to it via RSS Feed. It’s easy, and free!Also you can discuss in the Forum. Comments are just another way to let me know how you feel.Don't forget to comment.