Saturday, October 21, 2006

Almost a month of " i have to go to office" now. It is interesting to watch people and how they work. The choice of music is often closely related to their way of working. As I went from the top level to the bottom level of the organisational pyramid, I found music being used as an effective tool to support working. At the bottom , where the work is repetitive, so are the songs.
Secure the workpiece-assemble-hammer-test-secure-assemble-hammer-test. To go along with this is a song in which particular lyrics, tunes and rythms are attached to every component that goes in the assembly.Suddenly you find the robot in the gray apron stopping for a while and opening the things he has assembled. You ask him why is doing it and he will tell you he missed two lines of the song.
"SO?!"
"Oh, (Sheepish smile), those are for the dowel pins, forgot to put them in...hehe."
Talk about relating oneself to music! Also, the nuances in their notes and pitches are indicative of the orientation of the parts in their assembly.His audience are his pumps that he makes and he moves them into their 'pram' which will be moved in for painting.New pump, different song.

While in the office above, I unintentionally made a woman blush.
"I have done integrated diploma, i am also relatively new here, just been 4 months."
"So, you too passed out this year only?"
"Gnaaauuwww, //blush blush// its been 10 years!"
Buhh.Stop it woman! I just linked up events in an incorrect way!

As I scroll down the organistaional pyramid, I see their level of imagination being inveresely proportional to their education. I guess that's one bad thing education does, greater the knowledge, more limited is the imagination. When one does'nt know the science behind things, he is free to imagine how things work or might work and makes you creative about it.

The same would apply to the 3 -7 year old kids who play in the compound. They play 'Ganpati Ganpati'. They go around on their cycles shouting Ganpati Bappa Morya, have a small indegenously made puja and they dance too! I bet they would'nt have done all this if they were imparted gyaan on life at this age. Sometimes, it is just good to not know everything. (And I am not supporting the ignorance is bliss theory, go eat your toe if you thought I was!)

Anyway, after broken promises and being thrown a potato at, I have decided to do the tag. People who comment are requested to do it.

I am thinking about :
how much more time?

I said :
Good for you man.

I want to :
go to this place whose name I forgot, it’s a 17km trek upwards from Gangotri.

I wish :
I was granted another 32874 wishes. Ofcourse, the 32874th wish would be to be granted another 658925 wishes.

I miss :
my third last bench.

I hear:
you.

I wonder :
What would have happened to the world if the wheel was not invented.

I regret :
Not attending the short service commison interview.

I am... :
actually a sofa who doesn’t move around who tries to convince himself he is human.

I dance:
like a walking product of radioactive waste arising from the Pacific ocean who is destroying the city. Blame the Soviets.

I sing :
when I am hanging by the train’s door.

I cry :
- ied when the elephant in Haathi Mere Saathi dies in the end, also, when India lost to Australia in Mumbai in ’96.

I am not always:
eating.Really!

I write :
When there is no one online and I could die of boredom.

I confuse:
-d the examiners during my vivas.

I need :
to castrate all he-mosquitoes.

I should try ....:
not blaming the Soviets.

I finish :
me spinach, pooo pooooo

Saturday, October 07, 2006

We the people

If you watch the documantaries on India on NGC or Discovery, you would know that they often start with a line saying " It is often said that India is not just a country but a continent in some way". This,owing to the culture that changes every 50 kms. People often seem similar,they claim they are not.Take the following for examples...

VErma v/s VArma, PandeY v/sPande
Commonly known as : Bhaiyya
You replace the E with an A or forget the write the letter Y and they look at you as if you are asking them permission to sleep with their wives.
Common traits : absolute hindi speaking people, will stick to polite hindi while abusing too,
e.g: aapke maa ki ____ ( No prizes to be won for filling the blank with creatively,buhh).
Oh and there is another variety of varmas from the south as well!

Mumbaikars v/s the Punekars
Commonly known as : Ghatis
You will often find the former telling the latter how just a stretch of marine drive kicks M.G.Road arse and the latter often complains "tumchi mumbai kiti garam aahe, kiti ghaam yeto!"
Translation : how hot is your mumbai, we sweat so much!
Buhh, if its closer to the sea, if you don't expect sweat, do you expect bloody nectar to trickle down from your brows!
common traits : Merge marathi words into hindi language which eventually get absorbed under the bambaiyya which is considered cool .


Parsis v/s Iranis
Commonly known as : bawas
The Iranis will take strong exception on being called a bawa. Kasti kasam they might end up making a face if you don't understand the difference, which you won't even after years of knowing them. It seems that the zoroastrians had come down from Iran and settled down in kutch and asked permission from the king. The king in return sent a spoon filled with milk which meant "bawa ji, house full, aiya nathi settle karvanu!". In return, the wise old man in their group
dissolved sugar in that spoonfull of milk which meant that they will mingle with the people and stay with them. Obviously two sugars had gone in, one parsi and the other irani sugar! D'OH!

Idiosyncratic Iyers v/s their Nemesis Nairs
Commonly known as : Madrasis
The former is clannish and doesn't like it when you call them lungis which the latter wears. Veshti is their thing to wear! It all comes down to parabola(with a red vertical line between it) on the forehead v/s the horizontal thick line of chandan on the forehead.The dravidian soul wakes up when you club them as 'madrasis' .

I will update this list some day later. For now, I am out of here // lifts lungi/veshti from the bottom and tucks it in and around the waist// Poite Varien!