Any day, I would prefer Vodka to tea or coffee. But since, they don`t allow liquor in my office, I take tea breaks. Being content with tea doesn`t mean that I like it. No grudge against all those thousands of malayalee tea-walas who have single-handedly taken over the profession from the

"A man carrying lakhs in an autorickshaw, an armed robber on a motorcycle, and a death. All on the busy road connecting Delhi and Noida around 3.30 pm on Wednesday. Minutes before his death Santosh had withdrawn Rs 8.65 lakh from a bank in Noida. The police said the accused,

The Avian flu is finally here (Read News). The endless wait is over and we can now celebrate. Many chickens in Nandurbar and Dhule districts of Maharashtra were found dead last evening and the State Animal Husbandry Ministry has confirmed they were not suicides. Even as the opposition says there is

Central Station, Chennai Train Number: 2601 Train Name: Mangalore Mail Date & Time: 9 Feb, 8:15 p.m. Destination: Kannur, Kerala 8.30 p.m. I have just installed my Reliance data card, and believe me...it lives up to its Kar Lo Duniya Muthi Main line. I am traveling in the train from Chennai to Kannur

I envy ornithologist Salim Ali. People believed him when he said he was a bird watcher and spent his life time watching birds. My parents never allowed me to do it. You are a bad boy, they would chide. In my school days, my rakhi-sister Latha Jayashree would come in between the

iBiBo.com - I Build, I Bond - is a the new kid on the blogging block. They have gone live with two of their most community orientated products - Blogs & Albums. Worth a visit. I liked their tag line and took a sneak peak at the blogging interface. It comes

Even if you had been in Timbuktu (in Mali) for the last three months, you would have known about the contest surrounding the Seven Wonders of the World. And you can`t just blame Timbuktu`s presence in the probables list...the contest was all over the town, World & television. My company

Tomorrow, I will be in Madurai for my father`s first death anniversary. Been a little down the last couple of days thinking about those dreadful days. Thought, maybe I should dedicate this post to him - and what better way to make him happy (wherever he is) than letting him

Had it not been for the rain yesterday, I would have gone unwashed...unabashed. Luckily, just as I was leaving for my office, heavens opened up and gave me a shower that I desperately needed. I would not blame Chennai for me not taking bath. Neither would I blame its iron-fisted ruler

Step 1. Boil some water. Step 2. Skim over the directions (in case you forget necessary ingredients such as water or heat). Step 3. Dip your finger in. If it hurts like a bitch, it`s ready for more ingredients. Read More

I was once in love with a girl whose second name was Punjwani. Since she already had a boy friend the affair was brief - so short that I don`t even remember her first name. Having once loved a Punjwani...it is only right that the second blog Ouchmytoe recommends is

Jammy's split-personality who surprisingly prefers to be identified either as a half-boiled egg or cucumber because both sound cool decides to interview Jammy on his blogging experiences at Ouchmytoe. What comes out is an interesting mish-mash of what others would call ultimate crap. A funny listen....buttered up by a dynamic intro

Very special, double strong coffee ...err...correspondent Jamshed V Rajan will be covering the Election beat. Irregularly of course. By Jamshed V Rajan Delhi: This scribe did not expect somebody of the stature of Mr Vajpayee to come out against Sonia Gandhi`s nationality. But on second thoughts one wonders...maybe...just maybe the present

I like pigs. Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. Pigs treat us as equals. - Sir Winston Churchill (1874 - 1965) * * * * * My life has always been full of animals. No, I am in no way referring to Rekha, my wife. I agree man is

I have nothing against the Mahatma. He was a cool dude who knew what he was doing, and went about it with clinical precision. My concerns are on how we remember the man. With a holiday If you are also like me...who believes in Work ethics...and agrees that a hard worker

Not many in the same family are talented. God has his way of distributing talent, and for proof one just needs to look around one`s own family. But then, there are certain exceptions to the rule. Like my friend Shivkumar Parthasarathy, who works for a competitor BigAdda, while I work

Shakespeare said it. And we have lived with it. But there is a lot in a name. Shakespeare who in one of his theatre production (think Romeo & Juliet) said "What is in a name. A rose by any name will smell the same." I disagree. If that were so, why

Riddler and the Joker are now passé - superhero Batman now has a new enemy. In his latest comic which has already hit the stands he takes on the World`s most dreaded terrorist - Osama bin Laden. Al Qaeda attacks Batman`s Gotham city, which is then rescued by the caped

Like hundreds, I have also submitted my story for the Sulekha-Penguin 'India Smiles' contest. It is a unique contest aimed at promoting humor writing. One of my Blog readers had suggested that I participate...and I did. Here is the story I have sent. Read it, and if you like it...leave a comment. Titled:

When my daughter Rhea was born on March 29, 2007...one of my nephews was waiting in the corridor with me. He wasn`t moving up and down the corridor as I was...but was staring at the sky looking for the stork to bring in the baby. As soon as the nurse

When I think of the blog ban, I wonder if we are going back in history. Didn`t somebody who lived as early as the 17th century say: "I may disagree with what you say, but I will defend to the very end, your right to say it." By the way,

From Madurai to Kannur to Kumarakom and back...Such a Long Journey (now thats a Rohinton Mistry novel...good one...but shows India in bad light). Rekha has started cooking. And I have been taking care of the materialistic world of consumer durables. God...I need to read some book on negotiation skills. My parents are here...and my mom has

This is the latest update from the Blog World. And it is big. Phase 1 Editor of the JAM magazine for youth Rashmi Bhansal writes an article on IIPM`s tall claims in its print advertisements. The three different parts of the article were - The Rankings | The Degree | The Placements Phase 2 Gaurav

Looks like Ouchmyte is nurturing monsters, who if given enough time can turn dangerous. Here is a mail received from one of the readers - Rajesh Nair (original name) and my reply to him. From: Rajesh Nair To: Jammy Date: April 17, 2007 Hi Jammy, Today I accidentally stumbled upon your blog @

I generally like to travel by second class. To tell you the truth we travel first class only when Rekha is with me. I know, all this while I have maintained that I preferred the lively atmosphere of the 2nd class to the deafening silence in a 1st class compartment

Being a sport (having a sense of fellowship with or a sense of respect for your competitor) doesn't mean that your 'willingness to win' is suspect. Everybody hates a sore loser and everybody loves a good sport. Watch this video - awesome. In some places you might even cry.

On 8 August a contest titled "The Quick Retort" was announced on Ouchmytoe, which involved responding to a caustic comment by a boy friend to her girl friend. Read all about the interesting contest. If you remember right, it had been announced that the prize money will be Rs 500 (the

Today at office one gentleman yawned during a meeting. But he yawned with his mouth closed - a sign of good manners you would say. But is it actually good manners? I wouldn`t mind if Aishwarya Rai or Vidya Balan (of Parineeta) tried to stifle a yawn...they would look pretty doing

In the last few months we have been talking babies almost every day. I am so psyched by all this baby talk that as soon as my wife starts off "Our baby....," I start the baby talk myself "Gaa ..Baa...Raa ...Gaa ...Gaa." Apparently, three of her best friends - only women

We live in an age when pizza gets to your home before the police. - Jeff Marder After reading a report on a five year old Policeman in India, I thought we should write a tribute for the policemen (and policewomen). After all, their`s is an un-paid job. Why else do you

Here is the farewell speech I delivered at Sify at 5.15 p.m on 27th of December 2004. I probably did not speak out the whole speech that follows...coz I was tense...and was too sad...but I sure wanted to. Some of the jokes are occupational (i.e., only people working with me will understand)...so

I was born on 26 April, 1975 – a bad time to be born. Indira Gandhi was to announce Emergency in India on 21st June, 1975…but my mother beat her to it by a couple of months and delivered me at the Army Hospital, Jamshedpur on 26 April 1975. I

I have been wearing glasses (not the whiskey ones) since I was in grade one. As proof I even have a mark on the bridge of my nose. Being a south Indian, I am proud to tell you that I share this so called ‘mark’ with a Superstar called Rajinikanth!

The French, connoisseurs of art that they are, are planning on jamming mobile signals at entertainment joints where people come to see theatre, movies or for that matter hear orchestra. Pretty good move by a country, where having beer at work is fine with everybody. Now, there would be no disturbance