Almost an year and I am thinking in bullets

• Tomorrow will be another day at work. When I had opted for this job, I wanted to learn all about the web analytics and how online advertising evolves vis-a-vis the social structure of a geography or market per se we had this thing called the Great Indian Economic Recession. Still, when I had joined the company I wanted to learn up the related jargon pretty fast so that I can use it to appear learned about the stuff even though the number of  meaningful suggestions I give would be equal to the box office hits in Vivek Oberoi’s kitty. I am almost there.
• I am searching for that friend who introduced me to this phenomena called Wilbur Sargunaraj. As if already my taste in music didn’t suck, I embraced a whole new level of embarrassment when my manager saw me enjoying the video. Thankfully the headphones were on.
• Reading Woody Allen now a days. Time and again the book presents chapters where he throws his disconnected thoughts and presents half baked stories. Or maybe they are concepts of sorts. But they are quite interesting. Here’s one -

I woke up out of my dream and went to the kitchen and started to eat. I ate everything in sight. If god is everywhere, I had concluded, then he is in food. Therefore, the more I ate, the godlier I would become. Impelled by this new religious fervor, I glutted myself like a fanatic.

• I don’t know how to best put this but I feel good when I see pens being referred to as writing instruments, registers being referred to as notebooks,and  mp3 Cds be called as records. Trust me, if only they could read they would feel so proud. My English teacher used to say, “Words can heal, they can emote raw feelings and make them look even better.” I can’t explain but I have felt the same many a times.
• Suddenly folks at home have become less bullish about me getting an MBA. Phone calls are more about weather and health! But I occasionally find my conversations interspersed with LIC Policies, Child Education plans, Fuel Prices, Gold Rates, EMIs. And still they make no direct references. Talk about improvisation.
• When you try to belittle someone, you compare the lowest in him with the highest in you. This is so shallow.
• Almost a year in work and I have seen both “Another one, and you are fired” and “Great work. Mighty impressed” type emails. If you ask for one learning I have taken out – You are just another guy helping them fill up their excels. The day you stop delivering right results, they will help you pack up your cardboard box. So do well while you can. But don’t stop thinking for yourself.  See how much money you can save on the free coffees. And I haven’t even started on the office stationary

Back in college, I, along with a few friends helped take out a humor magazine. And it had a very cleverly conjured up name – ‘The Bakarz’. That and the people involved in it would perhaps make up for one of my best memories from the  college. Next only to the one where I negotiated with a professor why giving me an F in final semester would not be such a good idea. The magazine will soon see its third edition. I hope I write something for it

PS: This post is full of “I’s”. Purely unintentional. Blame the bullets.

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