…. First Flying Abroad Experience …

Hey but you know what can’t leave out citing or keeping a record of my First Flying Abroad Experience!! So writing it all once again….. . and remembering those moments! 

First of all a word of caution for everyone. This particular blog is for more of just myself, for my memories of all those small things.. small events … incase I feel to revisit the times!! So predicting it to be quite lengthy J Here it goes… 

All started with packing things… Thanks to Dad and Niti, I kind of didn’t have to touch the packing section at all except for the necessary documents to be taken. And as a part of cost cutting, had borrowed Sampu’s baggage!! Thanks Champu…. J So by evening was quite ready to go. Flight only at 1.00 midnight, rested for sometime, had dinner and we all got ready to leave. Felt good to see so many friends to see me off… Actually felt moved. And got even more senti with mom crying over phone and giving those pieces of advice (which I feel is common with all the mothers in the world) Great MOTHERS Community!!!!!! Somehow with all these feelings, felt like crying while leaving all and entering the airport for check in. But somehow managed to stay calm. Still was not at ease from within. New place, new procedures, well but nothing caused much of problems inside the airport except for that had to stand in queue for around 45 min to get the boarding pass. Got it , filled up some forms, and entered the waiting room. There was thinking would be alone. Meanwhile my phone was continuously ringing with so many well wishers!!! Thanks to everyone!! I miss you all over here.. just everyone!!!!Well… well… well.. to proceed… felt relieved to see one of my seniors. Then thought of having a coffee and as I was going to take seat somewhere…. Looked at a familiar figure!! Hey it was my college friend Satish. He was too waiting for a flight to
Paris. Thought great….. someone to give company till I depart. My flight was first….. Chatted with him for some time. Then at around 1.30 boarded the flight. Was feeling very sleepy by then…… But the first impression of the flight was just below average for me. The leg spacing , no private screens, male air-hosts!!!!! Well to begin with it seemed bad for me!…. 

Somehow managed, had dinner and snacks. Waited to arrive
Frankfurt… Reached
Frankfurt at around 7.30 A.M. their time….. Was astonished to see the magnanimity of the airport. Such a huge campus!! My God……. A bus then dropped us at one of the terminals. Though there were some 150 Gates where the planes are landed… the directions on the display board were sufficient for me to reach my Gate. But as I proceeded towards the waiting area, they asked its too early and asked me to roam around.. Then thought ok.. Whats the loss.. had almost 6 hours in hand… Started to roam around. The place was WOW!!! A shopping Mall….  Just like Garuda Mall,
Bangalore….. Went through the shops. All being custom free shops….. Well everything was tempting.. (Planning to bring some swiss chocos while coming back..!!!!!)  So caught up with my senior while wandering, and then we sat through the SkyWay and roamed around between the terminals for sometime. Came down and then proceeded towards the waiting room at our Gate. As we sat in the waiting room, could see the wonderful scene of flight landing. As much as a flight in 30 seconds.. And from all nations…. Swiss, Croatia, Korea, China, India, US, Russia, Saudi Arabia, UAE, Pakistan,
Canada… what a place!!!  

Then all of sudden felt hungry…. Thought of having something. Brought Coffee and something called ‘Croissant’ (nothing but toasted buttery bread!!) was ok.. but had to cash out 12$ and got euros in return!!!! Still have around 7 euros.. planning to spend while going back. So, then we waited for the announcement to board the plane… Finally the moment came for the second flight!!!! With great anxiety, I boarded the plane only to find the same situation as in first!!! Middle row sucks!!! But amongst these disappointments, the only thing that didn’t fell so bad about was food!! Atleast they provided some rice item which was fortunately edible. Had it and again opted for a quick nap. Soon announcements started out concerning filling the I94 and custom forms… I94 being the form related to the duration of our stay at US…..Heard those and filled up the forms.. Ya made mistake for the first time.. replaced the forms and refilled them up…… And waited for landing Phily… my destination!!!! At last reached at 4.50 p.m. US timing.. the flight being half hour late…. Got down.. waited for around half hour for lugguage.. collected it..  From the visitors gallery the place outside looked too good.. awesome.. good roads.. speeding vehicles and lush green in background… WOW!! Then caught a cab and got myself seated next to the driver to get a real taste of the roads and speed…. And he did speed up to 100-120 km/hr.. Ha ha ha !! great ride. And then he was originally from carribean but settled in US since many years. So he was just explaining all
US history and Carribean history and stuff…. Was a nice chap! He dropped me at my Hotel.  

By then it was almost 6. and already started to get dark. Got a room from reception and JP helped me out transport my lugguage to my room. Went mad to see the room!! Two bedroom suite with total 3 televisions.. (ya that’s another thing none of channels interesting!!) but still….. and later learnt in all that suite cost me 160$ per night!!!! What a waste of money!!! Anyways…. So got fresh somewhat. Don’t know ate what that night! Nothing I suppose .. was just exhausted .. so slept….. 

But before sleeping wished myself the best for the days I was going to spend over here at
Malvern, Pennsylvania, United States of America!!!!! Well so far, so good!!!! J 

Yeh thi meri choti si kahani!!!!!

…A “MALLU” Female…

A “Mallu” female (from the heart of Kerala) went for a job interview for the post of a SECRETARY. When the manager saw the Mallu’s colourful attire and gold and well oiled uncombed jet black hair, his mind was screaming “NOT THIS WOMAN.” Nevertheless, he still had to entertain the Mallu. So he told her “If you could form a sentence using the words that I give you, then may be I will give you a chance.” The words are GREEN, PINK, YELLOW, BLUE, WHITE, PURPLE and BLACK.” The enthusiastic Mallu lady thought for a while and said : “I hear the phone GREEN GREEN GREEN, then I go and PINK up the phone, I say YELLOW……BLUE’s that? WHITE did you say? Aiye, Wrong number ………..Don’t PURPLELY disturb people and don’t call BLACK, ok? Thankyou.” The Manager fainted…….

….Don’t Drink While You Drive….

I went to a party Mom,
I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
So I drank soda instead.

I really felt proud inside, Mom,
The way you said I would.
I didn’t drink and drive, Mom,
Even though the others said I should.

I know I did the right thing, Mom,
I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom,
As everyone is driving out of sight.

As I got into my car, Mom,
I knew I’d get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me,
So responsible and sweet.

I started to drive away, Mom,
But as I pulled out into the road,
The other car didn’t see me, Mom,
And hit me like a load.

As I lay there on the pavement, Mom,
I hear the policeman say,
“The other guy is drunk,” Mom,
And now I’m the one who will pay.

I’m lying here dying, Mom….
I wish you’d get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom?
My life just burst like a balloon.

There is blood all around me, Mom,
And most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom,
I’ll die in a short time.

I just wanted to tell you, Mom,
I swear I didn’t drink.
It was the others, Mom.
The others didn’t think.
 
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank
And I will die.

Why do people drink, Mom?
It can ruin your whole life.
I’m feeling sharp pains now.
Pains just like a knife.

The guy who hit me is walking, Mom,
And I don’t think it’s fair.
I’m lying here dying
And all he can do is stare.

Tell my brother not to cry, Mom.
Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom,
Put “Daddy’s Girl” on my grave.

Someone should have told him, Mom,
Not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom,
I would still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter, Mom.
I’m becoming very scared.
Please don’t cry for me, Mom.
When I needed you, you were always there.

I have one last question, Mom.
Before I say good bye.
I didn’t drink and drive,
So why am I the one to die?

…FARTSOLOGY…

A fart can be quiet
A fart can be loud
Some leave a powerful
Poisonous cloud 

A fart can be short
Or a fart can be long
Some farts have been known
To sound like a song

A fart can create
A most curious medley
A fart can be harmless
Or silent and deadly

A fart might not smell
White others are vile
A fart pass quickly
Or linger awhile  

A fart can occur
In a number of places
And leave everyone
With strange looks on their faces

From wide open prairie
To small elevators
A fart will find all of us
Sooner or later

But not all farts are bad
This is simply not true
We mustn’t forget
There’s special ole farts just like you

Why Computers Sometime Crash!!!!

If a packet hits a pocket on a socket on a port, and the bus is interrupted
at a very last resort, and the access of the memory makes your floppy disk
abort, then the socket packet pocket has an error to report.

If your cursor finds a menu item followed by a dash, and the double-clicking
icon puts your window in the trash, and your data is corrupted cause the index
doesn’t hash, then your situation’s hopeless and your system’s gonna crash!

If the label on the cable on the table at your house, says the network is
connected to the button on your mouse, but your packets want to tunnel to
another protocol, that’s repeatedly rejected by the printer down the hall.

And your screen is all distorted by the side effects of gauss, so your icons
in the window are as wavy as a souse; then you may as well reboot and go out
with a bang, ‘cuz sure as I’m a poet, the sucker’s gonna hang.

When the copy on your floppy’s getting sloppy in the disk, and the macro code
instructions are causing unnecessary risk, then you’ll have to flash the memory
and you’ll want to RAM your ROM, and then quickly turn off the computer and be
sure to tell your Mom!

Well, that certainly clears things up for me. How about you?

Stupid/Unlucky Me!!!

Hey people,

Would like to share the most stupid thing every happend/done to/by me!!!

Had written a pretty big blog about my “First Flying Abroad Expreriece”. Had spent around half an hour for that. But instead of Saving it first, directly tried to Publish it. And the whole matter unfortunately got vanished. Only the header left behind. I felt really kind of screwed for a moment!! The whole efforts taken just went to dust!. Poor me!!!

 Anyways all that happens, happens for the good!. Well lets wait and see what good awaits me!.

Be Positive — As my Blood Group, So my Attitude!!

How SOUP almost caught us in SOUP!!

Heloooooooo…..

Its just about an incident that happend this evening during snacks time.

Soups (which seemed yummy) were placed at the counter and we were supposed to help ourselves. With appropriate labels, Vegetable soup, Italian Dressing and Clam Soup, many of us were restricted to try on Vegetable Soup. I proceeded to take but god knows how thought of just confirming about the Vegetable soup being really a VEGGY!!. Was just astonished to know it had BEEF powder to make gravy thick. Then what VEG about it. Then only realised how the AMERICANS categorize something as VEG/NONVEG!!!.

LESSON LEARNT : Even a soup can get you in SOUP!!!

 NB : Heard Cheese over here prepared using BEEF stuff. Though had it for first couple of days, left it as soon as I came to know of it…..

The AMERICANS – My First Impression

Hello people,

Writing after quite long time. As I sit on the sofa with Himesh’s music playing in the background and laptop on my lap, really feel at home. Well something to share about the AMERICANS (a conclusion derived from the people I have met. Of course I may be wrong or incomplete. Well so far, good!! )

First speaking about their attitude (majorly towards job). Well hats off frankly. So carefree people. Do what your instict says. So less of thoughts more of actions. Atleast in the Corporate circles. Work while you work and play while you play. Stick to some timing. Most of Americans vacate office by 4.30 p.m. They do start strictly at arond 7.30 a.m. But they dont over work or at any moment of time seem like stressed out. A casual attitude but serious from within towards work. I found it very motivating. It was just tempting to compare our Indian (@ SISL) workstyle with theirs. We have coffee breaks for around half an hour, lunch break for an hour.  But the funny thing is that, we take such long breaks here too!!! Not critisizing ourselves and I do realize that I am too a part of this system. But still whats kind of inefficient has to be changed at some moment of time. But I do know its not an individuals effort. The whole system from top to bottom has to bring about a modification or else we would still be caught up in things somehow or the other. Also, if we are caught somewhere in work like configuration settings or installation issues,  it would take like a heck of time to get it rectified. But over here, we dont even get to see the person rectifying the problem (ya obviously unless and until its a hardware problem). Everything happens remotely (as over in India) but in a far efficient manner. 

One more thing I like is the welcoming nature and coordiality that they show. A simple example, they greet almost each and everyone at office they passby. And trust me or I put it this way, atleast I feel it so good and homely in such an environment. Just  imagine of such a thing over at India, for sure, people would be calling them crazy!!! I feel, its a kind of goodwill that we are spreading. But one thing that lags in them is the emotional attachment for things/people. Its far less I would say as compared to we, Indians.

And the one and only thing I have disliked is food.  Well but thats my problem!!  Nothing to do with the people. Well thats it for now.

Hope u felt very bored going through this stuff. Well atleast I felt!!!

May, I mean literally may, write something more interesting in my next blog.