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The Classic IQ Test

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I saw this link in Yahoo and took up this test. I must admit that halfway through the test, I got bored.. couple of answers were just blind guesses. BTW, my score was 118, I don't know how good/bad it is..

Bannerghata Road and BTM Layout

During my recent visit to Bangalore, I went past BTM Layout and was literally surprised to see a new look BTM. Bannerghata Road leading to the Mico Layout Signal is now home to big techies such as Oracle and Accenture. All I remember about this stretch is the ICE exhibition held on an empty ground near the industrial estate. I could not find that place easily now. As I last visited BTM nearly a decade ago, I had a tough time figuring out the old landmarks. For e.g. Jayadeva Hospital was being built when I last came over that side and what do I see now?? A towering structure mentioning the hospital's name.. Plus the Flyover near the hospital...For a minute I thought I was somewhere abroad. The traffic snarls at this junction are avoided by use of the flyover.

The only familiar structure on Bannerghata Road that I recollect seeing a decade ago is the Ansals complex, near the flyover. Now, so many high rises have mushroomed that I find it difficult to believe that its the same Bannerghata Road.. So many eateries have also come up..I am told that the interior lanes of BTM Layout have also developed left and right though I did not get a chance to roam there much. But whatever I saw just erased my previous memory of BTM Layout!!! I now remember Bannerghata Road and BTM as high tech and swanky places...And yes, I passed through the lovely Raagi Gudda Temple too.

GRRRRR…

She was busy talking with her friends. They were meeting each other after a long time and were so excited. They were all about to board a train and go sight seeing together. As she was entering the train, she felt an earthquake…It was not really an earthquake, it was he calling out for her by shaking her so vigorously that it seemed like an earthquake. She opened her eyes to see him asking for a cup of hot coffee.. So, it was a dream after all, she gets to see her friends only in dreams…She got up, murmured and made the cup of coffee and went back to sleep with strict instructions to let her sleep in peace…She desperately wanted to put up a DO NOT DISTURB board over her head but knew it was of no use anyway…Once again when she was in deep slumber and about to continue the journey where it got cut, he shook (woke) her up again and asked “ What time are we leaving tonight for our weekend journey”. Heaven help, of all the things in the world, is it necessary to wake up a sleeping person and ask a petty question such as the above knowing very well that she does not like to be woken up and also that the weekend trip was planned and tickets booked a week back…Now after this, who will feel like going back to sleep...

GRRRRRRRRR…What a start to a Friday morning…

Overheard

I was passing through a temple. As usual, there was a line of beggars at the front gate. One young lady was begging " Give me 10 rs madam or atleast 5 rs to satisfy my hunger". An old man was sitting few steps away from this lady. He was begging " Give me 50 paise madam, I am hungry". What a difference in the amounts. Alms are now supposed to be given as per the demand from each beggar is it?? But wait, the old man still seems to be atleast a generation backwards. Obviously, he has not taken the rate of inflation into account while asking for 50 paise.. What say??

Life is TOTAL BLISS.…

When I get up in the morning only when sleep decides to part from me unlike being woken up by a fellow human being….

When I open the main door and pick up the newspaper immediately after waking up and stretch out on the sofa to read it without bothering about anything else and not being asked to make a cuppa tea/coffee for someone (instead of reading the newspaper)….

When I log on to the net and surf through my favourite blogs after reading the newspaper and still not being asked by somebody to do some chores….

When I brush my teeth (yes) only after reading the newspaper and surfing the net leisurely….

When I take up the tasks for the day after doing all of the above important tasks successfully without any foreign intrusion

I don’t know how it is for others but for me this is total bliss albeit for hardly 30 minutes or so….

My Inner Gender

You Inner Gender is Female

You're sensitive, caring, and willing to connect with anyone who's open to you.You make friends easily, and you enjoy all sorts of conversations.You understand most people you meet - better than they understand themselves. You're totally a woman... or at the very least, your soul is female.

What's" Your Inner Gender?

Pics taken on the Bangalore-Mysore Highway

Domestic Engineer

An article in a newspaper talks about a website that has featured the newest replacements for the words ugly, handicapped and housewife. The new replacements are visually challenging for ugly, handicapable for physically impaired and domestic engineer for housewife. Doesn’t domestic engineer sound somewhat weird and seem to be inspired by the software industry??

Train Journey

My journey to Bangalore was peaceful and uneventful except for the fact that the train was a bit late. I could view some nice scenery throughout the route. Some childhood memories I recounted included gazing at the goods train on the next platform to find out which railway it belongs to... i.e. SR (Southern Railway), CR (Central Railway) etc... and trying to catch a glimpse of the train arrival and departure chart at each station to find out how late is the train.

Bangalore, Here I Come!!

The title of this post conveys the message I suppose!!!!

Further posts from Bangalore....

Thanks A Lottt....

Today's date is special for me since my blog has reached the 1000th visitor mark. I wish to thank all readers for patronising this blog and request all to keep patronising(do i sound too formal??).

THANKS A LOT ONCE AGAIN...

Just for Laughs....

Love is holding hands in the street.
Marriage is holding arguments in the street.

Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant.
Marriage is a take home packet.

Love is talking about having children.
Marriage is talking about getting away from children.

Love is losing your appetite.
Marriage is losing your figure.

Love is sweet nothing in the ear.
Marriage is sweet nothing in the bank.

Tv has no place in love.
Marriage is a fight for remote control.

Love is 1 drink and 2 straws.
Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!".

Conclusion: "Love is blind , Marriage is an eye opener!"

Rare Breed...

In these days of sending parents/elders away to old-age homes, I am glad that I know someone who has not done that (inspite of every reason to do so).. Madame X is about 50 yrs old and a spinster. She lost her brother in an accident some 20 yrs back after which the sole responsibility of her parents and aged grandma fell on her. Here's how she is different from the others...

As long as her mom was healthy, X had a nice time going to office and coming back and relaxing at home. But once her mom fell sick, X had to manage the household tasks as well, sometimes assisted by her grandma. Any other person in her place would have preferred to get married and leave or at least send the three oldies to some old-age home. But not Madame X.. there was more to follow.. her grandma fell sick and X was told that grandma might pass away any time. So X got grandma home from the hospital, employed a nurse for grandma and tried to manage the situation. Grandma passed away after a month or so but X had ensured that all facilities/equipments at the hospital were available for grandma at home ( these equipments do not come any cheap, mind you). Any other person would have decided that anyway grandma will pass away soon, so why to spend a fortune on such equipments and why to keep a nurse, but not Madame X.

After grandma passed away, her mom fell really sick so much that she was bedridden for almost a year and fully dependent on someone for even relieving herself and eating food. At this stage too, X ensured that mom had the best facilities available and purchased medical equipments this time around too. Around the same time, her dad fell sick too and became bedridden. The way she managed such a situation at home is highly commendable. Finally her mom passed away, but dad managed to bounce back a bit. The octogenarian keeps telling her not to leave him alone and creates a fuss on literally every single thing, so much that X is literally fed up, but it not her but the attending doctor who has finally threatened the man that he will be sent to an old-age home if he troubles his daughter further!!! Despite facing all this, X has not even thought once of sending away her dad to an old-age house and enjoying her life. Not everyone is blessed with such an offspring.

I know very few people who sacrifice their own life to this extent to take care of their parents. Some unsung heroes are away from my sight, but wherever they are, I salute such people. Society needs such people and not the ones who have everything in life but their own parents are ill-treated and driven out of home to an old-age home.

True Incident…

I do not exactly recollect how many years back this happened, but I was in school when this incident happened. We along with our grandparents had been to our native village and visited the local temple. Grandpa seemed to know one of the temple staff and chatted with him before we left. We had to walk down to the bus stop to catch a bus to the nearest big town. As we were walking down the road (it was late evening), the power went off and as a result all street lights went off. I was very scared to walk since I knew that snakes and insects would run freely in the darkness in villages. My grandpa sensed my fear and asked me to keep repeating the lord’s name and that he will surely help me. After a few moments we heard someone calling out grandpa’s name, it turned out to be the same person with whom he chatted at the temple. He had a lantern in his hand and came up to us and said that he will accompany us to the bus stop since he thought the children (me included) would be frightened to walk in the dark. Grandpa immediately told me “ see I told u no, god will help u when u take his name with utmost devotion”. To this day, I can’t stop thinking of this incident; it has only help increase my faith in the lord. It was not necessary for that person to come out and help us, but still he came and helped us out. Grandpa always reminds me of this incident now also and tells me to follow the same advice he gave at that time…