42 Quirks

Just read an article on some news site and a very interesting bit jumped out at me:

The fines in this country for flouting rules as a matter of day-to-day offences are ridiculously low. In fact, most netas and irresponsible fat-cats easily get away with paying amounts that are a little less than pocket-change for them.

No wonder lawlessness thrives in this country…

There might be an easy – ish solution to this, you know…

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…is probably one of the best shows on Indian satellite TV at the moment. If you haven’t caught it yet, catch it on BBC Entertainment, weekdays at 10PM.
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…fuck you. No, seriously, fuck you.
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I am convinced that all Hindu weddings are a massive exercise in classical Pavlovian conditioning.

Any utterance of the words “Shubh,” “Mangal,” and “Saavdhaan” in any order will automatically cause the akshataa in your hand to be flung in the general direction of the stage/podium where the ceremony is happening.

Sirs and Madams of the world,  we’ve been royally trolled.

O_o

This is how most conversations on the Internet (especially in the comments page of a most popular blogs/sites) eventually turn out:
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This morning, as I was sifting through my Twitter timeline, I happened to chance upon a tweet that referenced Derek Sivers’ post, “Leadership Lessons from Dancing Guy” which has Derek’s using a funny video of a dancing guy to demonstrate the finer nuances of leadership. Trawling through the comments led me to another YouTube video titled Bodhisattva in Metro.

Both excellent, must-see videos, IMHO.
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“O-k-a-a-a-a-y, Hotel Sea Princess, eh? Right!”

Well, honestly, I had absolutely no idea where Hotel Sea Princess was. But I knew I had to be at #IndiMum.

I know, I know, all the jokes about it being a congregation of hot Indian mothers have been taken, and thanks to my previous job no one can fathom me going to a silence convention. Thus, there’s no option left but to explain #IndiMum right away – which, if you notice, I didn’t do. Sorry.

So anyway, #IndiMum was the twitter hashtag for the Indiblogger meet that happened at Hotel Sea Princess, Juhu on the 15th of August. Call it the Bloggers version of an AA meet if you will – at least that’s what it felt like when the introductions happened.

Wait, I’ve done that thing again, where I jump the gun, leaving you guys confused. And when I say you guys, I mean you – Shrikant, and the reading glasses – the only two things that are actually reading this. But since you are me, let me start from the beginning.
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