Temples

puri_templePic: Puri Jagannath Temple, Banjara Hills, Hyderabad (Visited on 4th May, 2014)

Why do people visit temples?
I don’t know but I visit .. to view the architecture of the temple, to know about the stories belong to the various Gods/ Goddesses (some stories might be interesting), want to be secluded from the routine work/program to have peace, want to observe/watch various bhaktas and archakas, to see the puja style and want to listen to the vibrations of the chanting of mantras by archakas..
In addition to that I pray God for my family and for the persons who helped me in my life..

Just be careful

A slightly busy road. A person talking over mobile phone.

“ Gatlanae…nen choosta kada…fikar avvaddu…”

“nee paisalu yaadiki bovu….”

“gammuna vundu… aa… gatlane..”

 

Another person watching him talking over phone and glancing at his wrist watch now and then incessantly…

 

“..Aare…nae chebtunna kada… Damaag kharrab gaaleduga?….”

“ Daawat eppudisthav?…”

………….

………….

………….

 

The other person keeps on glancing at his watch and watching the person talking over phone.

 

Finally, the person talking over phone finished the conversation, kept the mobile in the pocket and was trying to kick his bike….

Then the other person reached him and urged him…”Hey…my mobile phone…give it to me..”

 

The bike person, “ Dammag karaabayyinda… naa mobile phone adugutunnav… Chal be chal..” and quickly started the bike and disappeared..

 

The other person was screaming and yelling…”my mobile….my mobile….” But no use. That bike person was out of his reach. This other person was telling to the crowd, “he asked…and wanted to make an urgent call..so..i gave him my mobile…But see what happened…he ….he…. I bought my phone recently….10000 …”

 

Helping the people in need might be dangerous. The other way around can also happen. So…just be careful….

Cent per cent

I thank God for giving great health to my son, Aarush who secured cent per cent attendance for the academic year 2013-14!

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Chiranjeevi Blood Bank

Chalo ek wallet khareed thein..(“Let’s go buy a wallet..)..And u know any nice leather stores here?

“yeah..i know one..um..it’s near Chiranjeevi Blood Bank, Punjagutta. i’ve gone there two yrs back..we’ll go n find it..”

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They searched around Panjagutta Circle, but dint find the place. During their search project, they inquired one pan shop person..he said Chiranjeevi Blood Bank was there previously in the immediate left galli (street) to his pan shop..but it was shifted to Jubillee Hills, a couple of months ago.

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Oh…shit..then let’s go Jubille Hills…

“Okay..then…let’s move to Jubille Hills …… and hey.. wait a minute.. we’re not here to find Chiranjeevi Blood Bank.. And it doesn’t mean that the leather stores too shifted to Jubille Hills ..let’s check on dis left galli first…”

Moral of the story??  We often do several searches intended for a particular purpose but we may get side tracked by leaving the actual purpose aside. So be balanced and focused at the original intention though there is a new purposeful discovery due to the side tracked elements….. i dont know…

Note: Well, this post is taken from my first blog called DD, some time during the year 2006 based on a practical experience. Got to remember this incident cause i was on chat with that friend this morning and felt some nostalgia. the comments below posted are taken from my old blog.

Posted in Humor, Thoughts | 23 Comments

23 Responses

  1. on September 14, 2006 at 9:44 pm | Reply varshavnaik

    heh heh heh….happens sometimes…we forget what is it we are actually looking for..not just literally

  2. on September 15, 2006 at 8:44 am | Reply Rauf

    Went to Guntur in 70′s, landed there at 7 morning. Had to find a hotel to stay. All full near the railway station, no rooms,

    took a cycle ric, told the guy I want a room, Chaloo saab.

    10 in the morning I was still on the road. No rooms anywhere.

    We’ll try one last place. He took me in to gulies
    and gulies, finally found one. Roof top asbestos sheet roof in the height of summer in Guntur, never mind, took the room paid the ric.

    Wandered around the terrace, found an adjoining movie theatre, Shankarabharnam running there.
    11 in the morning, feeling hungry, lets have breakfast, dumped the bag took ten rupees, locked the room gave the keys at the reception and set out looking for a veg restaurant. Couldn’t find one nearby, went walking further up. Located one after one hour,

    it was lunch time. OKKAY ! ordered something. While I was eating something struck me like a thunderbolt.

    WHERE AM I STAYING ?
    Forgot the name of the place I took a room, never paid attention in the first place. I stopped eating, King of morons I was.

    Then I remembered it is right next to a theatre where Shankarabharanam was running, will not be difficult to locate it, I patted my own back for my smart observation.

    Finished my breakfast, paid the bill,
    asked the guy at the counter where Shankarabharanam movie is running.

    Whichee thatter ? he asked

    Shankarabharnam which theatre ? what do you mean which theatre ?

    Whichee thatter ? he asked me again
    I was getting irritated,

    Shankarabharanam SHANKARA BHARANAM the movie where is it running ??
    Whichee thatter ? He was getting pissed with me too.

    Where Shankarabharanam is running ?

    Then he yelled at me ‘ Shankarabharanam is running in eight different theatres in Guntur’.

    OH SHIT

    I came out, completely lost, in a town I hardly know, just 2 rupees in my pocket. All the money was in my hotel room.

    and I don’t know where I am staying.

    OK Lets take a ric again and go to all the eight bloody theatres to see where I am staying.
    What if I don’t find it ? How will I pay the ric ? I’ll get bashed up.

    Thought of a plan I asked some one the names of the theatres got some but no use
    Decided to walk in each direction and come back to the same spot and go in different direction.
    I was very angry. How can i be such a moron ?

    When ever I asked for direction for the theatre
    they all were giving me funny looks. No more seeking directions, as planned walked in each direction
    finally found the theatre and my lodge at 7 in the evening, i was on the road for the whole day.
    Looking for a place to stay and searching for the place where i was staying
    Now i was hungry again.
    Oh dear no more of that
    I was tired. went to sleep instead.

  3. on September 15, 2006 at 9:11 am | Reply Tarun

    hehehe good they realized before they reached jublee hill….

  4. on September 15, 2006 at 9:58 am | Reply bati

    he he ….gud one…

  5. on September 15, 2006 at 11:32 am | Reply Vijay

    Rauf: Very funny story… happened to me once in HK.. I wandered deep into a market.. I knew the name of the Hotel but no one could understand me… Found my way back by looking up at the HSBC tower.. took me 2 hours..

  6. on September 15, 2006 at 1:30 pm | Reply Harpreet

    yeah bro..sometimes u need to experience to experience the thing…lol..:)

    Harry

  7. on September 15, 2006 at 1:35 pm | Reply Velu

    Search for A near B near C, and where was A anywayz???

    hehehe… Cud grasp the spirit of this post!! :)

  8. on September 15, 2006 at 3:18 pm | Reply Ramya Varma

    lolz.
    I can visualise the entire scene.
    And finally you both gone to the leather stores?

  9. on September 15, 2006 at 8:55 pm | Reply travel plaza

    Ha ha…funny story. I can imagine the whole scene.
    But what happened with Rauf, that’s scary. I would not like that one bit…to be lost in a strange place. I’m glad you found your way back buddy.

  10. on September 16, 2006 at 12:36 am | Reply Hul

    searching for palem leathers? adjacent to Y2K biriyani….! start bargaining from 75% of what he says. you can get the stuff for atleast 40% of the quoted price. also pretend u r some Govt. Officer and that u come there many a time. This worked for me lots of times.

  11. on September 16, 2006 at 1:28 am | Reply Abhishek Upadhyay

    Hahaha…
    Great post man.After a long time something humorous from you.

  12. on September 16, 2006 at 2:15 am | Reply ankit

    nice one…..!

    liked the new icy blue template ,,it’s cool!!!

    ankit,

  13. on September 16, 2006 at 6:44 pm | Reply Teri

    That’s a funny story! It’s been too long since I’ve been here – lots of great stuff to read!

  14. on September 17, 2006 at 12:01 am | Reply MoodsAndColors

    Hi Ganga
    Yah every now and then we loose focus.
    The story of Rauf above reminds me of a story named ‘Dusk’ by Saki where the narrator was duped by a young man. All that ends well is well.
    Good post.

  15. on September 17, 2006 at 10:08 am | Reply Shankari

    The template is COOL! :)

    Loved the two stories- yours as well as Rauf’s! Happens to me all the time, but then I never try to reach the place (giving up after 1st attempt), just go where the raods lead me.

    But guess what? Soon enough (too soon) I land up where I supposed to reach :)

  16. on September 17, 2006 at 10:24 am | Reply Praveena

    Ganga,
    mera ghar ka patha boloon? Umm… landmarks kyah kyah boloon… :)

  17. on September 17, 2006 at 11:11 am | Reply Abaniko

    Hahaha. Admit it, you’re the one who said, “let’s go Jubille Hills…”

  18. on September 17, 2006 at 10:59 pm | Reply alapana

    well,did you find the leather shop in Panjagutta or not:) By the way i was searching for a toy shop at Panjagutta today for that matter:) How is Aarush by the way.

  19. on September 18, 2006 at 7:16 am | Reply invincible

    haha, so was the leather shop really moved?

  20. on September 18, 2006 at 5:28 pm | Reply How Do We Know

    THis IS Funny.. a true blue joke material for a Khushwant Singh joke..

  21. on September 18, 2006 at 6:33 pm | Reply karmicjay

    LOL.. Pretty funny!

  22. on September 18, 2006 at 10:49 pm | Reply scarecrow

    haha…human nature.

  23. on September 18, 2006 at 11:05 pm | Reply sush

    lol, tht was funny! half the time we forget the main purpose of the search..

Distantly closer

Gan@MunnarTopStationSome places at distant are closer than than they appear.

If you are going across town, you may be very specific, for example, ‘Street no:12, Ashok Nagar, nearer to Milk booth’

On a different story, if you go on vacation, you tell people, “I’m going to Delhi” or “I’m going to Bangkok”, but you will not tell like “we’re going to 8th street Kalkaji” And if you’re going even farther than that, you skip the city and country altogether and just say, “we’re going to Europe.”

But if you go on vacation and tell people, “We’re going to Kerala” – you may receive a response from them like ” Oh.. to Munnar?”

So, I believe some places like Munnar are just around the corner but not on another planet…. Guess same theory applies to some people as well….

Vedic way

Got one vedic maths book by one of my colleagues, last week. It is been written by his father, Sri Khandavalli Appala RamaMoorthy. It is amazing! You can tell the answer in a matter of seconds for the ones you need to take some minutes using the usual way. For the huge numbers involving multiplication, division, square roots etc. Really cool.

Used to consume some time while doing calculations during the competitive examns like Engineering entrance (EAMCET). If I knew this kind of vedic maths, I might have gotten one of the top ten ranks instead of my rank, three hundred. No doubt about it.

Ha..Ha..Hadoop

I was figuring out the much publicized Hadoop and it’s MapReduce framework capabilty on an equity stock to deduce how often it’s last price is been changed by a particulr percentage. It is amazing.

It happenned to read a short story, Nine Billion names of God by Arthur C. Clarke, today. It is a scientific fiction where a Tibetian Lama assigns the Software Company owner with a task to arrive the nine billion names of God. Those names should have nine letter combinations from a specialized alphabet. The Lamas were trying to derive these names for the past three centuries, thinking it would take still more 15 thousand years to finish this task, if manually!! So they wanted to hire a software engineers to finish the task in a matter of three months using a mainframe computer. Dont ask me why the Lama wanted those names, that is not the point here.

But Point is – if Arthur knew about Hadoop at that time, the story might have become different…….

I still remember

“…So you sent out your grand ma in a grand manner..How old she?”
“Um. Some 85 to 90 years..”
“Hey man..long way she has gone through..forget it…i’m sorry for your loss too.. Dont mind me saying, its good that she is gone…and…”
“No..no..it’s fine…”

It was a small but informal conversation between me and my team mate when he came back to office after his grandma’s funeral.

It brought back my memories with my grand mother. I dont know if I was affectionate with my grandma but I can surely say that she was very affectionate with me. She was a farmer’s wife and herself a farmer managing both home affairs as well as helping my grand father at the farms. We used to go over there to our village, Mandavalli in Krishna district every summer and had fun. She always paid special attention to me when compared to my three sisters. May be it could be because i’m the only grandson or they put my name derived from her husband’s name, Gangayya or I used to help her during harvesting seasons or male dominant society at that time or I dont know. Special attention occurred in so many ways like – she used to give only one egg to my sisters but two for me; Allowed me only to go and get mangoes from our farms; Used to come to the school during interval every day, when i was studying first standard in my village and to feed me with omlets; She used to go by walk for five kilometers to make my dresses stitched; and this list grows and this post will go beyond the limits if I keep on telling.
And you know, she never lost her temper with me. In fact, i was a very tough and spoilt brat during my childhood. :)

She did so many good things for me. But I did fail to fulfill her wish. Her wish was to see me married before she dies. So sorry for her.

Hmm.

I still remember her excitement when she took a ride with me on my first motor bike.
I still remember the taste of her mango avakaya pickle and Ariselu
I still remember how she served me when I was affected with chicken-pox
……
……
and

I still remember the way she ran her fingers through my hair.
I still remember. I still remember.

Bet your paycheck

“Wanna develop my dream product…the cloud based e-commerce one..”
“Great!!”
“You know any company with top class development services?”
“You should get it from AnnaTi Tech… My full recommendations!”
“Why?”
“Smart employees and management.”
“Really? Will you bet your paycheck on AnnaTi?”
“Well, I am not a betting guy at all. But looks like I can start now, there’s always a first time for everything!!”

There are some chances like-  the smart guys will give their best, no doubt about it but as they learn more, they realize that they need to learn more. They learn some more and they realize they need to learn some more. In this journey, they don’t get a chance to share their knowledge. My point is NOT that they are selfish or they don’t have time or they don’t have any incentive to do it.
What they forget is that most of the knowledge/skill-set that they already have is either becoming “known” to them or going into their “unknown thinking.” Becoming known means that there is nothing special about it. Becoming their unknown thinking means that they don’t even realize that it’s knowledge. It becomes part of them.
For example think about  like we learned alphabets in our childhood. Or the multiplication tables. It is in our unknown thinking and we don’t think about that as knowledge.

But any way, there will be smart managements too.

Weekend matters

On last Saturday I went to a garments show room (not intended to buy anything but to kill some time as the Department movie preview show was delayed). As usual, I poked around the Juniors section. Nothing. It was all  jeans and t-shirts that said things like “Prince” and “Idiot” and “If there’s grass on the field, let’s play ball!” Then I wandered past the Men’s section, and suddenly there were things I liked. And they all fit me.

I shouldn’t be surprised that if I bought a shirt from the Men’s section, it would take me almost two days to come to grips with it.

And this Sunday…

Just came back from a dinner party. There met an old friend, Pallavi (name changed) from college. But she is not looking old in age, I can say. I was talking to her aunt, telling her that Pallavi and I met in college and we’d stayed in touch ever since.
“Oh,” she says. “Were you one of her professors?”
Whereupon I wanted to hit her with my…. but I knew she was just joking when she patted on my back and burst into laugh.

Alright. Fun apart. Two statements have stayed with me as I’m entering into the new week. The first is that courage does not mean the absence of fear but rather it is doing something afraid. The fear does not stop you. Do It Afraid?

And the second is this. Perhaps we are meant for “such a time as this”. What do you have to offer? To your family, to your neighbours, your community, your friends? We realized together that the small changes in life are often overlooked to emphasize the big ones such as job changes, marriages, having babies, etc. The simplest acts can be just as effective and carry with them just as much meaning as the ‘big’ changes.

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