A year flew by very quickly. Vrinda is now a year old and this is how we celebrated it.
All set for cutting the first cake…
Doing it carefully…
Just making the right cut…
And that’s it! It’s a “piece of cake”!
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Better late than never
It seems finally our government is awake from the usual sleepiness and started reforming things pro-actively. I’m talking about the compulsory ID and address proof submission for mobile phone customers and the recent stringent measures to do an NDNC check by telemarketers.
I keep two numbers, one postpaid and another prepaid, and I was asked to submit the proofs for both the numbers to avoid disconnection. I was pretty happy to submit them and even happier to know that whoever has not submitted before the deadline actually got their connections cut until they submitted the relevant documents. I’ve heard may people cribbing about this extra work that interrupts their busy life. But I would say we should whole heartedly support the authorities to complete this process smoothly. Just blaming the government when some tragedy happens won’t help. Without our active support and co-operation it’s tough for such things to be taken care of in a huge country like ours.
It’s quite annoying to receive a telemarketer call while we are in the middle of something important. Subscribing to NDNC was an option but however, it never worked as expected. But these days I get SMSes from various marketers asking me to un-subscribe from NDNC to continue to receive their messages. Also some service providers (local search engines) used to send information as text messages no longer texts but sends it by email. Whoever is fed up with the nuisance of telemarketing should consider adding their number in NDNC. It really works. There’s even an option to partially allow your favorite class of marketers reach you and disallow others.
For more info, please visit:
http://nccptrai.gov.in/nccpregistry/
http://nccptrai.gov.in/nccpregistry/How%20to%20Register%20Preference.pdf
http://nccptrai.gov.in/nccpregistry/Guidelines%20for%20Customer.pdf
http://nccptrai.gov.in/nccpregistry/How%20to%20Register%20complaint.pdf
Proud Father
It’s pretty tough to express through words the feeling of being a father. Whoever has experienced it can imagine it and whoever has not yet experienced but planning for it [not naming you my friend but yes, i meant you 
], guys it’s unbelievable. So what I’m talking about is that my wife gave birth to our little one on 4th of June last year. As I wished, it’s a sweet baby girl (my wife wished a baby boy) and she’s named Vrinda, means a bunch of flowers. Indeed, when she smiles, she’s as cute as a bunch of flowers.
The first meeting:
I dunno what made her cry so loudly when she first saw my face. I’m sure it’s not that bad. But when the nurse handed her over to me from the labor room, she cried..so loudly. She opened her eyes and stared at my face for a moment and screamed as if she lost all her expectations about her father!
Rolling over
She’s learning things one by one. This was how she learned the trick of rolling-over.
And now vrinda is learing how to crawl and sit.
Keep watching this space for more soon….
Back to the blogosphere
It has been a couple of years since I wrote something on my blog. The last post was about my wedding and you know how things turnaround once you get married 
. I had been thinking of writing something for quite sometime, but I couldn’t. I can blame it on the workload but the fact is sheer laziness. Anyway, finally I got away with the inertia and I’ll be sharing a few things that has happened in my life in the past couple of years.
Keep reading and keep commenting.
My wedding
And finally the day has come…I’m getting married to my sweet heart… It had been a 9 month long journey filled with loads of emotions…loads of love…ocassional fights…and that journey is over now…now it’s time to start off with yet another phase of life…the married life!
It was destiny that brought us together and we thank that destiny to bring us together to share the rest of the life with each other. We promise each other that together we stand for everything…together we share our happiness…together we share our sorrows…
dunno why, but i’m badly running out of words to pen down my emotions…i think it’s almost impossible for me to explain the feelings that i have now about the happiest moment of my life…
dear friends, you all were there for whatever, be it good or bad, happened to me so far…so i wish you all would be there for my wedding too, and continue to shower your love and care in future….
love you all, gireesh…
My First Car
It’s a dream come true for me, I bought my first car. I bought a brand new Maruti Swift Vxi Red color.
Will update with more photos soon…
Are we doing right?
Last day, I happened to overhear a colleague talking to his friend over phone. His friend has just returned from US (I guess) and wants to get some dollars converted to rupee and was seeking advice from my colleague on where he can get it done.
My colleague briefed him the possible ways like [...]in our office there is one, then there are some reputed agencies, banks etc. and ya, there is one in __ place in the city where you’ll get some extra rupees…but it’s illegal[...]
I don’t know which option he took, but I hope he wouldn’t have chosen the last.
O.K, now the point is, do we ever bother to think where do these extra rupees come from? Where do those dollars go? It’s still pardonable if some poor chap is making his living with it… after all this is India. But, there is a darker side of it. What if the money is going to some criminals? some drug rackets/terrorist groups?
After every 26/11 or 7/11, we blame the government, politicians, intelligence failure etc. etc…cry that there was local help…and what not…and then a zillion conspiracy theories…after a month, all fumes will settle down and we will come back to our same old routine and be proud of being resilient!
We assume that our responsibilities are over just by paying taxes and casting votes, and rest all is government’s duty to make things right. Is it possible always? That too for a country like ours where the population is taking such a steep upward curve?
Hmm, let’s start making things right from ourselves first. The extra benefit we get for promoting something illegal will eventually fire back to us. So we need to make sure that we won’t deal with anything that is illegal.
Indeed, we will not fund someone if we are aware of what he’s gonna do with it. But there are certain things which may seem O.K, but which may not be that O.K always. At least just give a thought that where do these terrorists or criminals get money from. It’s hard to believe that the entire fund comes from outside the country. For sure, there are elements inside the country as well, to fund these people and certainly that money comes from illegal means. Be it counterfeiting, hawala, or what ever, knowingly or unknowingly sometimes we may also contribute to it, right?
We miss you, dear Majo…
Joseph Sibie Davis, a.k.a Majo….
Majo, my room-mate, famous in our group for his mandatharams, is moving from Bangalore back to his hometown Kochi…
Though we graduated from the same college, stayed together in the same hostel, but didn’t get enough chance to interact with each other much…then a few years down the line, destiny brought us together again… alongwith Jojy and Ragesh, we shared some of the best moments in our life…
A typical day starts here…and Joseph shouting at his contractor (he’s renovating his house at kochi)…this is something which resembles us a scene from the Malayalam movie Arabikatha…
“hello Vargheseettanalle?”
“athe”
“ithu vidyanagar’l ninnum joseppettanane, namukku front door veedinte front’l vaykkano atho back’l vaykkano?”
and all of us explodes with laughter…keeping an innocent smile on his face, he yells out “idiots, just shut up and don’t manipulate okie…”
another day, our LPG exhausted and we asked him to book another cylinder…and the conversation went like this…
“hello… ____gas agency?”
“haanji boliye”
“mein pariwar pride se bol raha hun”
“haan ji”
“mera gas khatam ho gaya, jaldi kuch kijiye….”
honestly, this is not a manipulated one…this happened last saturday…
and that’s Jospeh, our dear Majo…did you guess majo? it’s nothing but Mandan Joseph
Joseph, we really miss you…miss you very badly!!!
Telephone Etiquette
Last evening, while I was busy with a client call, my cellphone started ringing…some local land line number on display, I rejected the call. The very next moment it ringed again displaying a cell number. Again I declined…it ringed again… I sought excuse from my client and picked the call…
“hello, am i talking to Mr. Gireesh Kumar?”
“yes”
“Myself _____ calling from ____ consultancy”
“yes”
“Gireesh, we have an opening with our client ____ … are you looking for a job change?”
“No, as of now I’m not”
“Then why did you update your profile in the job portal?”
“No, I just wanted to keep my profile there…i think they might delete my profile if don’t update in 6 months”
“Listen, if you don’t want to change your job, please don’t update your profile. You know, it’s very difficult for consultant people if you do so”
“Hello, is that my headache?”
“NO, IT’S NOT YOUR HEADACHE, BUT IT’S DIFFICULT FOR US….IF YOU DON’T WANT TO CHANGE THE JOB, DON’T UPDATE YOUR PROFILE”
cut the crap..i disconnected the call….
Wheeewww…Wheeww… Someone there???
Oh My God! It has been almost a year since I updated my blog…
Reason? Well, I can blame the hectic work schedule…or no special happenings…or shear laziness…whatever!!!
But that’s history! A lot of updates from my side and I wanna share ‘em all with you!
