Binit Agrawal

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Fun Facts u probably Dont Know!

In Bizzare fact of the day :o on September 22, 2009 at 7:04 PM

1. A firefly is not a fly – it is a beetle

2. A prairie dog is not a dog – it is a rodent

3. India ink is not from India – it is from China and Egypt

4. A horned toad is not a toad – it is a lizard

5. A lead pencil does not contain lead – it contains graphite

6. A douglas fir is not a fir – it is a pine

7. A silkworm is not a worm – it is a caterpillar

8. A peanut is not a nut – it is a legume

9. A koala bear is not a bear – it is a marsupial

10. An English horn is not English and it isn’t a horn – it is a French alto oboe

11. A guinea pig is not from guinea and it is not a pig – it is a rodent from South America

12. Shortbread is not a bread – it is a thick cookie [image above]

13. Dresden China is not from Dresden – it is from Meissen

14. A shooting star is not a star – it is a metorite

15. A funny bone is not a bone – it is the spot where the ulnar nerve touches the humerus

16. Chop suey is not a native Chinese dish – it was invented by Chinese immigrants in California

17. A bald eagle is not bald – it has flat white feathers on its head and neck when mature, and dark feathers when young

18. A banana tree is not a tree – it is a herb

19. A cucumber is not a vegetable – it is a fruit

20. A jackrabbit is not a rabbit – it is a hare

(source:listverse)

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Life+Love = ME

In Generic on September 21, 2009 at 12:00 PM

Times may change, people may change, but my love for you will never change!

No. This isn’t some romeo noting down his feelings for his Juliet who he thinks is the most beautiful woman in the world and whom he would bestow all his love, and get the world to her feet, get stars form skies blah blah blah!

Its my LIFE which I am talking about. I have lately realized that even though life passes through different phases, and it takes you for more of a ride kind, all you need to do is love it to live it. Once that love changes, you feel pretty messed up with nothing to do and facing divergent paths which are hard to choose.

Now this kind of a post is not necessarily a morale booster, or one of those which re-instill the love-life attitude in you, but is good to read though. After much thought I think life, can very well be used as an acronym to describe what it has, and what it means.

It is as follows:

LIFE: Love It For Ever! Yeah, coz once you fall in love with life(now get over ‘falling’ being a negation), it gets better. What’s living if you are not bewitched, bewildered, be be be…etc etc?

Its time folks, to get that change, so that you can enjoy, even in harsh times.

Cheers to life,

Binitwa

Lift Up or Fall Down?

In Bizzare fact of the day :o on September 15, 2009 at 10:16 AM

False Fact: Elevators have killed or can kill when their cable snapped

There is a small element of truth to this “fact” – but we will get to that soon. Firstly, elevators usually have a minimum of four operating cables, as well as an inbuilt braking system and a backup braking system in the shaft which forces a wedge into the shaft to prevent too rapid a drop. If the cables were all to snap (and believe me, elevator cables are strong), the cars braking system would detect the free fall and automatically apply. If that also fails, the shaft’s braking system takes over. Now, the small element of truth I mentioned earlier is that there has been one recorded account of a complete elevator free fall; it was caused by an airplane which crashed into the Empire State Building in 1945. The crash caused the cables in the elevator to be weakened – ultimately leading to them breaking. The person riding the lift, (Betty Lou Oliver) survived the 75 floor free fall because of air pressure beneath the car. (Courtesy Listverse)

So the next time you get onto an elevator, lifting yourself up against the gravity or going down in harmony with it, don’t get the slightest fear of what will happen if the cables break off, however high the building is.In the first place thy won’t, and if they do, there are better things to take care of it.

P.S.: (Don’t spill this out if you are in the lift with someone you fancy as that would spoil all the fun 😉 )

Its You versus Everyone

In Confrontations in life. on September 10, 2009 at 3:14 PM

Now, this phrase sounds familiar isn’t it? Yeah, it sounds so to me as well. But its not some advertising line, and is very much not some motivational crap(yeah even i hate motivational stuff @ unrequired times). This is what many people in India and probably only in our beloved country do actually face, everyday, and its fun!

No. I am not gonna blabber about poverty, unemployment, educational state, or any matter of national and political interest. Go join a political party or read some shitty political news if you want that. Better off, listen to some politician speech on youtube(imagine doing that..lol).

This phrase is about something totally irrelevant. Yes. Its actually about getting into BUSES. Now that was a silly one but as you read on, it will doom upon you, that yeah, this guy’z got a point. 🙂

Every morning, when i get out of house, like many other people, who come out at different times (poor call center guyz, *pity*) there are many a scene which attract my attention. The most peculiar one is people running after buses to catch hold of the iron rod and then pull it towards themselves so that some law of repulsion(or whatever) acts and they get into the bus, through the already crowded pathway. It sounds pretty simple but the difference is when you visualize it with keen interest. Then, there are different kinds of passangers who try getting into the bus. Experienced ones, Begginers, Young ones, old people, Women, Girls, and so on. There are times when these poor newcomers are bullied by older experienced ones, for their inability to cope up with this new experience.

Once the passenger gets into the bus, another hurdle is making way through the board to reach a position where he could at least breathe. He still wonders in his mind, what kind of conductor he is goingg to face. There are types of them. the younger ones are less rude and lil easy going. the older ones are nightmares, they talk rude and dun give a shit to what crap you are facing. Amazingly true, you get bullied by conductors as well.

Once the passenger feels he ll manage even standing and is now set, he feels his foot being stamped, his bag being pulled, sometimes he gets hit with ankles and so on. These are the activities which are perennial in buses. people get in and out and that creates a lot of kinetics. harrased, stamped, suffocated, he tries to keep his cool, till finally his stop comes.

Now, another mountain moving task. Getting out of the bus. By this time, the passenger has got used to pushing and screaming. SO he does the same. Tearing the crowd apart, shouting at people who come in way, he reaches the gate, which is again crowded by people like him waiting to get rid of the journey. As the bus slows down a little, the passengers literally jump off it, like frogs and reach the round. The less brave ones wait for the bus to halt and then get down, visibly furious. Now, having breathed a huge lump of the polluted air, which seems as fresh as some hill-station’s early morning air for the moment, he looks at the bus and the passengers who are again getting him, poor victims like himself. This flashes a smile on his face, and he thinks…

Its You versus Everyone baby!

Dated 09-09-09

In Confrontations in life. on September 9, 2009 at 7:17 AM

A beautiful numerical paradox. 9th sept. 2009, popularly 09/09/09 in whatever way you arrange the date. Not much hyped, but then there is some special charm in this date. Many people have planned things for this date. People who believe in numerology have strong fascination for the date. Morever those who have 9 as their lucky number have gone to the extent of considering this day as the day of their life.

The mysteries of the number nine are wide and far. So much so that Apple Inc has delayed their usual tuesday release to wednesday to take advantage of this date. Nine is always related to mythology and is judged to be lucky , and unlucky for different believers.

Numerically, Nine has certain amazing wonders.

Multiply nine by any two, three or four-digit number and the sums of those will also break down to nine. Example: 9×62 = 558; 5+5+8=18; 1+8=9.

The sum of the two-digits resulting from nine multiplied by any other single-digit number will equal nine. So 9×3=27, and 2+7=9.

With such wonderful abilities, the number nine deserves attention and accolades which its receiving. So this day, whether you are a beleiver, or non beleiver, has got some significance and is worth being marked, with importance.

This is our way of revenge :)

In Confrontations in life. on September 9, 2009 at 4:52 AM

Its 8th september, just another evening. Location: Andheri East-West flyover. Had a meeting which went good. Everything seemed cool, maybe cause there was a cool surprise. Yeah. Drizzles. I thought “Oh my god, not again, I dont wanna get drenched again”. So, began rushing towards home. Now m at the begining of the bridge which is little steep at the beginning, at the west side. The rain drops are getting bigger and more scary.

I was about to rush away when I witnessed a scene, that of Indians and the way India works. It made me smile, and i was smiling all the way back, (m smiling even now while typing this)

Ok. So as i put up earphones in my ears, for some “my kinda music on the go”, I saw a bunch of foreigners, dressed in their usual tees and shorts, carrying huge backpacks and trying to get an auto, for what destination, I dont know. Then came a wave, one of poor, rags clad, miserable looking, stinking, and filthy acting beggars. Yeah, there were around a dozen of them. These people saw from their hide-out,(wherever it is), a once in a blue moon opportunity. Its coz we dont see foreigners more often on the streets in this part of mumbai, this being more of a business area, and no tourist place.

They came. They Saw. They Begged!. Yeah! The wave hit these foreigners like a tsunami. The beggars, tried using every english word they knew, maybe to gewt some dollar bills. And then, when begging didn’t work out, they resorted to touching and harassing the very “hygenic”  foreigners with their ugly looking hands. And I must say that was a scene every Indian must witness. i swear a sense of pride and respect would have filled hearts. Man, there were many of them, of all shapes and sizes. Small ones, huge ones, kids, Women, Old women,and 2 of those handicapped poor people who tread around in skate-board kinda things. They women were the worst. They touched these foreigners in their heard and cheeks, the handicapped ones grabbed their legs refusing to let go.

Infuriated and disgusted, the poor fforeigners tried to save themselves, in vain. All the time they screamed, “move back I say” and “no”, which fell to deaf ears. I was seeing all this and one of the beggars turned to me. on which i just smiled and said “baba, aaj mauka mila hai, dollar kama lo, hum toh yahin hain paise dene k liye” and he smiled back. But being indians, they didn not give up, until the foreigners finnaly gave up and passed on few notes, which i cudn’t see whether Indian or foreign currency.

The whole scene reminded me of the injustice that is being to Indians the world over. Sometimes they are harrased at airports, at times, being immigrants they are abused, and even the students are humiliated. And then I felt, Indians, have always followed the path of non violence, and NO tit-for-tat attitude. They beleive, an eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.

Maybe this is our of getting things done. If the politicans,  representatives of the people are not doing it, the better lot is doing the work.

So next time you see a beggar on the streets, thank him for helping the Indians abroad, and show him some foreigner around.
This is our way of revenge 🙂

The “BEST” PJ. rotf!!

In Facts & Humour on September 7, 2009 at 7:07 AM

There was a pregnant lady..who was carrying a baby girl within her..
the baby girl was blessed..she could see what was going on outside..
she could also see her future…

one day, she saw a lady named Sapna driving a tata nano, Sapna was
also pregnant with a baby ..a boy..this boy was to become the baby
girl’s boyfriend in the future…

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what did the baby girl sing ???

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socho socho ??

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“nano” me “sapna”..sapna mei sajna..sajna pe dil aa gaya..ke sajna pe
dil aa gaya..

Beat this if u can!!!

Come back soon Ganesha :)

In Confrontations in life. on September 4, 2009 at 10:47 AM

Grandeur, Pomp n Show, Greatness, and overall, trust of millions of devotees. This is what comes to my mind when i witness the much talked about ganesh utsav in mumbai. Spectacular views of huge idols, decorated with heavenly attires and accessories, gleaming and producing a light of its own. So grand is the utsav, that you are bound to be affected by it, whther u r a student, working professional, businessman, or a got-no-work person.

Although during the 10 days of Ganesh Utsav you sometimes see some idols being carried in different modes of transportation, for the holy dip in water, to bid a “come back soon_ to the lord, the most bombastic of them all is the last day of the celebration chain. I happened to witness this event, and feel the greatness of it.

It all starts @ the streets. I was simply troddling aroung my society when i felt like going to juhu for my kinda coffee. Interesting isn’t it. So a got out of my society and voila! A new world altogether. The bridge that connected Andheri East and West have earned itself a new look. For a moment it seemed like it wasn’t any cement-and-rod bridge but a bridge made of humans! So many people at once? It was the famous ganesg visarjan going on and i was awe-struck. People had lined up on both sides of the bridge, and the trucks, which had the idols of the lord were passing on one by one, giving the spectators a feast for their eyes, as they were able to see the idols of different places, being comfortable at the bridge.

Another noteworthy sight was the temporary watch-house kinda stages that were setup by different political parties. These stages had microphones and loudspeakers installed which were screaming “Ganpati bappa morya” for every club that passed by. Also there was this pitch wherein the mic-screamers were announcing the name of the parties win a bid to advertise.

Then there was the fun part. The lord, and his devotees were not destined to get this farewell organized without mist hungama. So , to overcome the noise of so many people gathered, there were different kids of bands which were catering to the interests of people who were dancing away their sorrows and filled with joy, accompanying their very own bappa.

I was tacken aback when i saw the kind of music arrangements that were made. Some people had local bands which beat hard and played desi music tunes, mostly marathi ones. And then there were the sci-fi people who had 10’s of huge speakers put together in a truck and playing music, as if trying to convey to the local pubs and discs “show me what you have got”!!

These bands played all kind of music ranging from marathi numbers to hindi ones, (dhan te nan kinds). What caught my attention for good was two of the parties were different form others. One was a huge procession, sporting a live DJ, with SCI-FI music system, playing some marathi bhajan “Vithal vithal vithala” and the other was probably the rally of the shiv sena activists which had people waving shivsena flags. The music of this rally was the loudest of em all and was playing “shivsena shivsena” song. This made me think, no wonder the thakreys are powerful people, as they strike the right chords, direct on the heart of people. They even setup this stage thing, and distributed something , also giving speeches and slogans. i waited for a moment, hoping to get a glance of someone of the thackreys, but in vain.

The best part was that it was raining heavily, and the raindrops sparkled like diamonds in the light from the hallogens fitted on trucks. Night,Rain, Light, Music, Dance. Can anything get more exciting? I dont think so.

That way, the devotees, with all their excitement, danced away with the lord sitting in trucks, and wondering perhaps, “are you happy for me, or are you happy for what you have done”. A must-see event for everyone. Luckily I got a chance, but you need to take yours.

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