and another not so normal day

We live in an age where media has the power to make or break a man. And the humble blog has come to stay as a means to the way, especially for people like me whose lives have been tragically intertwined with the computer...

But as for me, my blogging experience has been kind of like flirting, ON and OFF. The relation surviving because of the Constant egging-on by a "friend"...
a friend who seems to be taking pleasure in bringing down people, planting gossips and then rubbing his hands in glee...
who desperately wants ME to write about his roommate..a gentle person this roommate of his..who seems desperate to hide something...giving "Quotations" to ppl..I wonder what really is cooking in bangalore...but then keeping with true jounalistic traditions i am not going to write about hearsay in my blog...so anoop a.k.a Kaanthan u can rest in peace....but be aware that "oru kachchi thurumbu mathi enikku"..hoping that my next blore trip gives me some info
for ppl who still havent figured it out it is Paul and Elias that this blog revolves around..Arun , Who seems to have forgotten that he himself has a blog, is hell bent on getting me to write anoop's obituary..I wonder why...definitely not as an appreciation for my superlative writing skills...maybe it is a continuation of what he did a couple of months back....
For ppl who have forgotten....Flaaaaash baaaaaaack...
he took the last shred of respect that PPL had for me,
spread it nicely on the ground,
stomped all over it,
then fold it nicely and set it on fire......
But i have forgiven him ..for he had the foresight to invite me into ORKUT

But then Paul and Elias if u r planning to use innocent me as a pawn in ur turf war..u r mistaken..cause i have had the painful realisation (thanks to Paul) that

the pen is mightier than the sword...rather the key is mightier than the sword

going for a break in my training session

I'm Back

Now coming to ORKUT... ahh ORKUT....

It is estimated that the time between 2 to 4 is when the maximum number of people enjoy their beauty sleep..people in that half of the world where the sun has not risen and people in the other half where its time for the noon siesta...It gives me great pride to mention that, on a given normal day, as a matter of principle i always do my bit to ensure that this is one estimation that is not violated...But then, today is not a normal day..
To address my manager's concern that other than my routine work, I am not "creating any value-adds at the vertical level" by constantly "training and retraining myself" ( whatever that is supposed to mean), i decided to enroll for the first course that did not require any prerequisites- DATAWAREHOUSING. Come to think of it, yesterday too was not a normal day as the week long session (after-noons only) started yesterday.
As is my habit i arrive late at class, and am forced to sit in the first seat right below the trainer..and any thoughts of sleep is thrown right out of the window..but then old habits do die hard and to keep myself awake I log onto the invention of the decade - ORKUT.
And what do i see...a new scrap from my friend..just what the doctor ordered
And if u had told me a week ago, that google has come up with something more path
breaking than a blog, i would have rubbished it...but then Orkut is one hell of a
thing.....Orkuttin right below the trainers nose reminds me of "Paashanam" and...and.....i just heard the trainer say see u tomorrow..so let us leave it at that..
so catch u all tomorrow