Showing posts with label NarendraShenoy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label NarendraShenoy. Show all posts
Friday, 5 June 2009
This is your ... errr...captain
Took a flight here on the splendid Emirates airlines. For roughly the price of an ipod, I got pampered by the stewardess (intrguingly named 'Dragana'), got to watch two and a half movies on a tilting lcd screen, and developed double vision thanks to the copious Dewars Whisky plied by the said Dragana. But the thing that prompted me to write this post is the way pilots talk to us passengers when the plane is - how shall I put it - irrevocably in the air...More
Friday, 15 May 2009
Slightly inebriated post
Howdy, folks. This is Monsieur Shenoy reporting from the flight deck at 36,000 feet over Mysore. The corpore sano is at sea-level of course, but the mens sana is flying, owing to a liberal dosage of fine single malt whisky...MOre
Saturday, 18 April 2009
My Miss India rant
If you ever find me wandering about on the streets gesticulating absently and talking to myself, you can tell yourself Naren has lost his mind at last. Unless of course I have got a blue-tooth headset, but that's most unlikely because I have no clue how to bind one with my phone...More
Tuesday, 7 April 2009
Troubles of my life
My computer seems to be suffering from Alzheimer's. I use this very nifty OS called Puppy Linux, which works like a dream on every computer that I own, but of late refuses to recall any of my usernames or passwords on the one that I use at home. I strongly suspect one of my sons to have fiddled with the settings...More
Monday, 30 March 2009
Wednesday, 18 March 2009
Monday, 9 March 2009
Mommy will they make me Poet Laureate? - 1
We'll be having elections this spring
There'll be rigging and booth capturing
And loonies and crackpots
And Nepots and despots...More
There'll be rigging and booth capturing
And loonies and crackpots
And Nepots and despots...More
Saturday, 28 February 2009
A day in the life of a married man
Life as a married man is seldom simple. I just happened to tell her that I wouldn't be home for dinner as I was dining with friends at X restaurant. She remembered that it was close to Y shopping mall where we had bought that fancy bracelet...More
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
Dressing up for the Oscars
Pick one", said a rough voice from the shadows, "and make it quick, before my trigger finger gets really itchy". "Hahahaha!", the voice added sinisterly, and my connexion says nothing has curdled her blood...More
Sunday, 22 February 2009
On the importance of digging up roads in Mumbai
"What this city needs is more roads and fewer excavations", said a Latte, who had evidently thought deeply into the matter. "They can't foresee ALL public work requirements. It is a growing city and public works are alway important...More
Friday, 13 February 2009
What do you do when your boss tells you to milk his buffalo
Section 13 (f) : It is hereby clarified that notwithstanding anything enacted anywhere else included the Republic of Papua New Guinea, no officer of the Indian Railways shall order his employees, subordinates or contractual workers under his jurisdiction to milk...More
Saturday, 7 February 2009
The Soofy thing - Part I
As is usual in the Indian Railways, weirdos abounded. Our next door neighbour was an elderly gentleman who had, for this PhD thesis, selected the delicate topic "Toilet in three tier AC is better than Toilet in two tier AC"...More
Wednesday, 28 January 2009
When a dork attends a fashion show
I'm not normally this candid about my flaws but I'm in an unusually honest mood tonight. Must be the republic day spirit. Or a Ramalingam Raju moment...More
Thursday, 22 January 2009
Quick post about the Mumbai Marathon
I was mistaken several times for Usain Bolt (I completed 10 meters in 9.68 seconds, equalling Usain Bolt's record). The young man on the right (#2045) is gazing in awe. Check the rippling muscles
Monday, 12 January 2009
Mr. Systematic
Excuse me!", I wanted to ask him, "If you didn't want it in the first place, why did you ask me to look for it?" But I didn't, of course. Because I was weak kneed with relief. A lesser man would have peed in his underpants...
Thursday, 8 January 2009
Being president is hazardous to health
Anyway, let me get back to our main topic of this post, the hazardousness of being president. I am one of those speedreaders who looks at the headlines and any pictures shown in the article and automatically divines what the author wanted to say in 2000 words...
Sunday, 4 January 2009
New Years, on making sense of
We like to usher in the new year every year. We are deeply paranoid that the new year might just lose its way and wander off into another century and then, where would you be?
Monday, 29 December 2008
In which I have a meal - and other unusual stuff
Here I must resort to aphorisms and mystic couplets like the old masters in the upanishads who had to answer all those questions like "who am I" and weren't allowed snappy answers like "you are someone who could use deodorant"...
Tuesday, 23 December 2008
The weekend that was
Their competing product costs some 12,000 rupees, occupies several gigabytes of space, crashes oftener than George Bush on a bicycle and works at a speed which makes road construction look exciting. So naturally, it is the most successful corporation in the world,......
Saturday, 20 December 2008
Watching the News at Vadodara Railway Station
don't get to watch much TV, primarily because I don't carry enough weight in the protocol line-up. On the odd occasions that the TV does happen to be unoccupied, my mind is. Occupied, I mean. Not with much, of course, just the usual "what's it likely to be for the next meal? Broccoli or Lettuce?".......
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