Dont put the horse in front of the bike

True Story:
So V was taking his 15 month old for a walk around London, and caught a rare spectacle of about 40 horses going in a procession of sorts. V thought this toddler would be super excited to see that many horses, and kept saying "horse" in the hope that toddler would repeat after him and show the same level of excitement. To the utter disppointment of V, kiddo showed no enthusiasm for the horses. Then a biker whizzed past those horses and the kiddo yelled in joy "biiike".
I guess 40 horse power wasnt enough to please the little one, it took about 800 horse power :)

Stats Guru

When will Tendulkar retire?

Take a look at his stats here. My prediction is he retires the day he has hit 50 100s and 100 50s in ODIs.

How bad is the economy?

Will the string of bad news ever end? First, it was Bernie Madoff, then it was Satyam, and more recently Allen Stanford. What would be funny is if Madoff had actually invested in Satyam stocks, and Satyam had those fake FDs held in the Stanford banks. The economy must be in a really bad shape. It is so bad that even the crooks like Raju and Madoff are finding it difficult to survive. I meant this in a very serious sense, but people who heard this thought it was funny. The easy money machines are losing the grease looks like. Also, is it a coincidence that the oil prices decided to fall suddenly just before the transition of power across the pond? Its almost like all those people who do "dus ka thees" quietly disappear at the first sign of mamus. There is more to it that what meets the eye, says the conspiracy theorist in me.

Broken King

Recently, Shah Rukh Khan who is the owner of the Kolkata Knight Riders said the credit cruch had left him with no money to buy expensive players during the auction, and finding it difficult to even pay the salaries to the existing ones. A few days later, it was announced he was going under the knife to have some shoulder surgery. Looks like this glamorous and expensive game is literally costing him an arm and a leg!

Eng vs WI Test Series

Things just seem to be getting worse by the day for the English cricket team. After their humiliating innings defeat in the first test match, to the rude shock of both teams the second test had to be called off because the new Viv Richards stadium was essentially a paper thin coating of turf on top of sand. Yes, the outfield is all sand! The stadium is perfect for beach volleyball, but no fun if the cricket ball gets stuck in sand.

Andrew Strauss, the new England captain, must be having a miserable time right now. They were hoping for a chance to make up for the bad moves in the first test but who would have expected an entire stadium to be dysfuntional! So, the summary of the first & second test so far has been Naach na jaane & Aangan teda.

Perfect mismatch

There is a UK retailer of mobile phones, mobile broadband etc called The Carphone Warehouse. Unless I told, you probably would have never guessed what they sell. Anyways, minor gripe. Moving on....
Giving away free laptops seem to be THE marketing tool these days. If I recall, AOL started the trend for their home broadband. That idea has crossed over to the mobile broadband market these days. What drew me into one of the Carphone Warehouse outlets a few weeks ago were the new 9 inch laptops on display with the Atom processor. These laptops were being given away from free to a few hundred quid depending on the length of the mobile broadband contract. This sounds like a match made in heaven - light & portable laptop good enough for all the basic things you do on the move such as email/surfing, combined with mobile internet capabilities. Finally, a notebook that looks like a note book!
As I continued the tour, there were some real monstrous laptops on similar combo offers - one of them was a Sony 18 something inches, must have weighed atleast 10 kilos. This is quite the opposite of a match made in heaven - this is more like Britney Spears having a 2AM drive-through wedding in Las Vegas. This Sony laptop may not actually fall within the carry on baggage size limitations. Its that big!
There is an old colloquial saying that somebody bought a buffalo because the seller promised a nose string (wire) free. This seems to be relevant even today - just the products have changed! Ironically though, the new wire is wireless.

Guest blog

P was inspired to blog recently, but doesn't think she will blog regularly enough to warrant its own home. So, I have been kind enough to provide some space to encourage her creative efforts :)

Brown through and through

One of the advantages of living in metropolitan city is that you are not crippled by lack of personal transport. You can use the ‘public’ means of transport, but would have to ‘share’ the space with hoards of other people. 8 million people, if you live in London.

Generally, I don’t mind sharing the breathing-space with my fellow commuters, but with flu season around the corner, the situation has changed ‘germ’amatically. On one of the journeys, I happened to sit perpendicularly opposite a woman in her twenties giving finishing touches to her make-up on her way to work. With her stylish pin-striped suit, blow-dried hair, manicured hands, colour-coordinated stockings and stilitoes...she was a picture of beauty. And then it happened. As I was looking at her from the corner of the eye, she started sneezing and coughing uncontrollably spewing germs all over the carriage. And not once through her fit of coughing, did she try masking her mouth or excuse herself. She continued painting her eye-shadow to match her lipstick, as if nothing had happened. Don’t people have a sense of moral/ social responsibility towards the fellow passengers? Shouldn’t they progress from being metrosexual to being ‘metro'-sensible?

While I am not socio-phobic, I am definitely misophobic. Instead of crying hoarse over the split germs, I have developed my own defense against this offense. Every time, I see a person coughing, I immediately cover my nose to prevent the germs getting in to my respiratory system, not caring what the other people around me think. Is offense the only way to counter offense?

Mr.A thinks I am paranoid, but he who suffers, knoweth. He counts this amongst my other queer tube-habits. For ex. whenever, Mr.A and I travel by tube, I liking sitting opposite Mr.A and not next to him, which he finds very weird. Well, the explanation is bleeding obvious, if I sit opposite him, I can keep an eye on him and keep his wandering eye under check.

He also has nicknamed me coconut, as I am brown (almond beige complexion, to be precise) but white inside. Well, looks like I am brown through and through on this one!