The memoirs of Tyler Durden

Well well, this entry is historic for me, in the sense that this is the first entry that I started writing on my Blackberry but then due to connectivity issues had to complete it on the comp. When I read Business @ the speed of thought, I had never thought that what Bill Gates wrote about handheld devices on which we could read our emails, would ever be a reality... Let alone the devices, I didnt even have any idea about E-mail at that time. Anyway, looks like I have deviated from the topic enough. Lets get back to what I set out to write. Well on 30th Dec I went to Dilli Haat... now for the uninitiated this is the little (read as 7.6 acres) marketplace just opposite INA Market.... I had been hearing of the place since ages .. ever since Tritaya used to tell me of her shopping escapades here... back in 2001... and trust me, I used to feel like a fool that I hadnt been to Dilli Haat even though I have been staying in Delhi since 2005... Well better late than never... Mom and I decided t...

From the time I heard these words today morning... they have just been ringing in my ears. Which makes me think.... Is money more precious than life?? For me its an emphatic no.... but sometimes when I look around me at the multitudes trying to mindlessly hoard up wealth at any cost, it brings me back to the same question. The title for today's blog comes from what our boss had to say when he was addressing us today. He was narrating an incident which happened recently and thats when he heard the very same words. The terror strikes have achieved exactly what was intended. Embed a fear... fear of the unknown in each one of us. Because deep down, each of us knows how easily it could have been one of us who might have been a victim in Mumbai. I used to think that the only thing which is constant in this world is Change.... however I have proved wrong... I think the only thing which is constant in the world in "UNCERTAINTY". Those who are close to me, would know exactly what...

I know.. I know... this blog is my online journal and the title of this post is the ledger.... However, please dont think, this has anything to do with Finance, Accountancy or anything thats even remotely associated with Journals and Ledgers... Thats cos I deeply abhor anything thats starts with the letters "FIN". Anyway, lets not waste time talking about my hatred for the "F" world. That can be taken up on another day. This post is simply about the night when I overcame acrophobia or for the uninitiated, the fear of heights. It was one of those nights that Kay Maan came over to my place and we were on our usual movie watching spree when a call from his place ensured that he was packing his bags to leave... He had left his bike near the Raintree and I had to drop him there... Since it was night and as usual the cops would be swarming the streets, I decided not to risk taking my bike which has an out of state number and borrowed Anurag's bike. Kay and me were qu...

No guys, its not because of the recent terrorist attacks that I am going to write on 9/11. Though, what has happened in Mumbai recently is terrible and I hope that its a lesson for all and such a heinous crime never takes place again. Well, on a lighter note, lets get to the title of this post. These days since my bike is out of commission and I am too lazy to get it repaired, I travel to office by auto. Each day is a harrowing experience to first explain the location of my office and then to negotiate a good deal especially since negotiations in English anyway warrant a 30 % hike in the fare. So each day, I am talking about either ICICI Bank on Santhome High Road or Mayor Ramanath Chettiar Marriage Hall and using them as landmarks, but today something very interesting happened. I was explaining the location of the driver and then he mentioned.... Twin Towers???? I knew he had understood the location, but I just cracked up cos unknowingly he had just christened TVH Beliciaa Towers as o...

Well... I thank my stars that my blog is not that popular, else I could have been sued by RIM for criticising the Berry at length... This post might read like the apology sections printed in newspapers after people point out mistakes in their stories. But I cant be blamed for it. Who on this blue earth would have thought that the iphone would cost more than 30,000 when the US version costs around 8,000... other than the Apple guys of course... (Another case of discrimination eh!!!) Well since the iphone was beyond my reach due to its prohibitively expensive pricing, I decided to look for another phone... the search stopped at the O2... Yeah... I had always wanted that phone and on ebay I was actually getting a brand new one... looked like a damn good deal and of course.. Rohan had also used it.... So all I needed to do a little research on the features and a little feedback from Rohan... and I would be go to go.... Did all my spadework... zeroed in on the O2 XDA Atom... boy have I alwa...

The good thing about RIM's Blackberry is that there are a limited number of handsets so deciding on which one to buy, is not so much of a problem. Once you buy the handset, not even half the battle is won. You get it back to office and all your colleagues are raving about how cool the handset looks. Now the ordeal starts. You called the resident IT guy to know the blackberry can be configured so you can start getting your mails. And he starts.... First, before even thinking about your emails, you need to sync your old phone with the laptop and download all your 3000 + contacts onto the laptop. Only one problem, you seem to have misplaced the CD which came with the old phone... Anyway.. minor problem, the software can be downloaded from the net, thank God for that! Next, once all the contacts are downloaded on to the laptop, you transfer them to your blackberry. Phew! What a relief... But it’s not over. Next, you got to send a request to the Server team in Singapore who in turn forw...

Well I'd say a perfect weekend should be when... Oh I forgot, it starts on Wednesday itself... of course thinking about Saturday... and in anticipation... tippling a few drinks. Then on Thursday you dont want to lose the momentum, so you tipple a few more drinks. But not too much, since you have to get to work on Friday. Friday lunch, nothing too special. Just a lunch at KFC with a whole 12 piece bucket just for you.. Whoa now thats a lot of chicken.. Friday night you go for a happening party down to the local disc where you get your snaps clicked but since the girls you are with are not supposed to be there... you got to tell the photographer to delete the snaps else if they are printed in the papers then the ladies and jacked. Talk about my luck! You party into the wee hours of the morning where get drunk and then go to some italian joint and have some food which gets over before you even realise... he he... well I think its the Beer... Then you just about manage to chaperon your...

This is my first post and I am glad that I actually got down to writing it. Of course, those close to me would know who I am talking about and know most of our experiences. Here are the various statements and questions which I have faced. 1. I am told "You cant be just friends. I am sure that you have some ulterior motives". 2. Are you in charge of all International Students. How is it that you are friendly with all of them. 3. You dont have any time for us these days. Always hanging out with her. 4. You go to the club with her and all the bearers who have seen you since childhood think you have got married. 5. You go to your old school and all your old teachers think that she is your girlfriend / fiance. 6. You go to the railway station and everyone is looking at you in shock and astonishment and commenting, " See... that Indian Guy.. with a Foreigner. They must be getting married." 7. At the Railway Station, you get surrounded by all kinds of hawkers and then they...