I was driving to work this morning and was stuck in traffic for 40 minutes. On one of the signals, I saw this gentleman digging into a pile of clothes in the trunk of his car. I laughed out loud to see the technique he was using to separate the clean clothes from the ones that had to be given for laundry. He sniffed the clothes and piled them on one side. Now I can tell my mom - See, I am not the only one who does this...!
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Why people nag?
I am at Chicago's O'hare airport. My flight has been delayed by a couple of hours or so. I am sitting with my starbucks mocha frappuccino and I am doing what I am best at - observing people and thinking!
At the moment, my eyes are fixed at this couple sitting right across me. The guy is reading something on his Amazon Kindle and the girl is continuously talking. She obviously is talking to him, because there is no one else around them. The guy however, has not made any eye contact so far. If you have ever been in a relationship, it should not take you more than a second to read this guy's mind. I am just waiting for him to turn around and say - "Stop Nagging woman...Let me read!"
As I look at this couple and many others around me, I wonder, why do people nag? Unfortunately, only the fairer sex is associated with the term nagging. But I would like to think otherwise. I think it is one of the most natural phenomena experienced by both men and women. It has all to do with one's upbringing. It's about what one has seen around him as a child and what he has learned during his formative years. A child perceives the world and the relationships through his parents eyes, so for him, that's the only yardstick of how things should be. So if the child sees any deviation from the set of fixed notions that he has, it leads him to question or as we may call it - nag the other person.
As I end this post, with one half of my brain counting the number of times I must have nagged at him, the other half makes a list of things that I need to pester him for :)
At the moment, my eyes are fixed at this couple sitting right across me. The guy is reading something on his Amazon Kindle and the girl is continuously talking. She obviously is talking to him, because there is no one else around them. The guy however, has not made any eye contact so far. If you have ever been in a relationship, it should not take you more than a second to read this guy's mind. I am just waiting for him to turn around and say - "Stop Nagging woman...Let me read!"
As I look at this couple and many others around me, I wonder, why do people nag? Unfortunately, only the fairer sex is associated with the term nagging. But I would like to think otherwise. I think it is one of the most natural phenomena experienced by both men and women. It has all to do with one's upbringing. It's about what one has seen around him as a child and what he has learned during his formative years. A child perceives the world and the relationships through his parents eyes, so for him, that's the only yardstick of how things should be. So if the child sees any deviation from the set of fixed notions that he has, it leads him to question or as we may call it - nag the other person.
As I end this post, with one half of my brain counting the number of times I must have nagged at him, the other half makes a list of things that I need to pester him for :)
On the road...
The Caravan with 5 trucks |
The main truck spraying and drying the paint |
The operator on the main truck |
Newly painted divider on the road |
I was nothing less than fascinated to see this!
Monday, September 06, 2010
There are some things that money can't buy....
...for everything else there is master card...!"
Ok. FINE. I have a VISA. But what the heck! It serves the same purpose. I don't know why, but this line suddenly struck me as I finished talking to my 11th grade maths teacher just a few minutes back.
There are some things, that money really can't buy....
Madaan Sir was my first ever mentor. He was the one who gave me the confidence that I could become an engineer. And I made him proud. I think the last I saw him was in 2001. After that, my destiny took me to Mumbai and then to the US. But during all these years, I have never failed to wish him on his birthday's. Well, he shares the same birthday as my mum's. So, that makes it easy to remember too...
I may hear his voice only once a year, but the mere thought of him 'being' just a call away, gives me confidence in everything I do. He might not be there to pat my back on my accomplishments, but I know that he plays a part in each one of them.
He still lives in bikaner and is busy shaping lives of many like me...
Happy Teachers Day and Happy Birthday Sir! :)
Ok. FINE. I have a VISA. But what the heck! It serves the same purpose. I don't know why, but this line suddenly struck me as I finished talking to my 11th grade maths teacher just a few minutes back.
There are some things, that money really can't buy....
Madaan Sir was my first ever mentor. He was the one who gave me the confidence that I could become an engineer. And I made him proud. I think the last I saw him was in 2001. After that, my destiny took me to Mumbai and then to the US. But during all these years, I have never failed to wish him on his birthday's. Well, he shares the same birthday as my mum's. So, that makes it easy to remember too...
I may hear his voice only once a year, but the mere thought of him 'being' just a call away, gives me confidence in everything I do. He might not be there to pat my back on my accomplishments, but I know that he plays a part in each one of them.
He still lives in bikaner and is busy shaping lives of many like me...
Happy Teachers Day and Happy Birthday Sir! :)
Friday, September 03, 2010
Thursday, September 02, 2010
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
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