An innovation that ‘Kicks Balls…’

Innovation that doesn’t serve the purpose is like and over sized underwear; You have no other go but to wear it and you know you are comfortable without it.

Thats all that i have to say about the automated kiosks that have been installed by the city authorities of bangalore. Yes! its the Silicon Valley of India, where police check traffic violations using PDAs and common people no longer burns ordinary BMTC buses, but target Volvo buses. Apparently thats how they fight globalization.

Last night i went to the kiosk near my home to pay the water bill. Well if it was long queue in front of a ‘human operated pigeon hole kiosk’, i would have reached home earlier. It took me 10 min to make it accept each of the ten 100 bills that i had. Apparently it has an aversion towards money and even if its kind enough to accept the money, it would rather prefer an old bill than a new one.

If u may argue that the human factor is avoided and automation lets it run 24hrs. Hold on, i say! Apparently the then Hutch now Vodafone, introduced the same for billing systems. People were strugling to get the money in. So guess what they did? They posted a guy at that location, 2 guys in fact one for the morning and one for the night shift. At the end of the day, they end up paying 2 guys instead of one.

The only good thing about it is that if you want to make payment by cheque or with a credit card its faster. That means if u dont have a credit card, stay in the line for hours just to pay.

The fact is true that you can pay any time of the day, 7 days a week. But they just forgot the usability factor in that. Another loose underwear!!! The technology was supposed to kick ass, but it now kicks you balls and it hurts real bad.

Why MISBAH got out?

100s of mails celebrating India’s win. Every mail having the same set of Photos and the same lines and the same message.

But it was this one mail that caught my attention. The mail was just one line and it left me laughing icon lol Why MISBAH got out?

MISBAH THOUGHT HE WAS SENDING THE BALL TO A PLACE WHERE THERE WAS NO ONE.

HE DID NOT KNOW THAT THERE IS A MALAYALI* IN EVERY CORNER OF THE WORLD!!!

* Malayali is what people of Kerala is known as, after their mother tongue Malayalam.

Sreesanth who took the wicket is a Malayali. icon biggrin Why MISBAH got out?

In the company of a Beauty…

Who doesnt love to be in the company of beautiful damsels? Well he has to be a homosexual or a ‘ball-less’ man. Considering atleast 95% of men does not fall into that category, i see no reason as to which one should disagree with my views.

The hips, the curves, the looks, everything has been made to perfection. You are left agape watching those whom you cant flirt with and you stretch the limits of flirting every time you get a chance to. Inadvertently while i’m accused by other competent males for being, well lets say a little more than an uber flirt, i enjoy every step that i go through to reach that goal of flirting. As one of my friends put it “Flirting is good for Health“.

Starting of by mere gandering, marking targets, then going on to make it a point that you purposely go to the place that you see them (the targets). Trying your best so that they notice you, then trying to throw a smile at them, getting ignored, again trying and then finally managing to get the first conversation with them.

Its all fun and each time a game of roulette. Losing and embarrassment in front of your friends, savoring the look on their face when they see you with the ‘catch’. Oh man!!!

Lately when i got assigned to the new project, i hit cloud 9 after all the new work environment was what i was looking for in all my professional career. The last team was like, camels staring at an oasis (not the best of my allegory), this one is like the theme of AXE ads, just that its all opposite.

I was starting to enjoy myself, especially after i found that the girl that i used to admire a lot, was sitting in the next cubicle. But not for long.Tragedy struck last day, when oil was spilled on my sunny lill’ private beach. The last of the hopes, the last of the fading glimmer was brutally taken .. no it was snatched away from me by the clutches of fate and misfortune.

I never though that Bad luck will play such an bad gimmick  with me. All the consonance in my life has been disturbed, every thing that i ever built has been changed by the vicissitudes of fortune. Under the guise of happiness i lost everything, the visage was a mere vision of illusion. – I will be shifted to a different wing.

Its a “bald-field” there, workaholics with a thousand hands tearing up the keyboards apart. Nooooooo