As the tag-mania has taken the blogging world by storm it’s Mrs. X mania for me..;)
Anyways ,I’m sooner or later going to succumb to the tag bug..
Coming back to Mrs. X ..sorry about this disclaimer craze.. but I just can’t help it..
Disclaimer : If anything written in this post hurts anyone’s sentiments about Katrina Kaif.. pls bear with me ;0)
Just about two weeks back a massive cyclone .. Gonu had hit Oman and parts of uae including Fujairah. So the media – Tv and newspapers where giving news 24x7 about this cyclone. Naturally some of us were talking about this, when I wondered aloud about who gave the names to these cyclones .. n how were they named..
‘My Fair Lady’ told me rather seriously…
“ Anna u did not know? These cyclones are actually names of people.. you know there were cyclones like Katrina..(pause..) .. Kaifa ..pause.. now Gonu .. “
I had never heard of a cyclone named Kaifa.. when it suddenly struck me.. Mrs. X got confused wid Katrina Kaif.. whoa ..i told her about it.. n both of us burst out laughing..she told me she confused cyclone Rita with ‘kaifa’..;)
Then I told her about our Katrina Kaif.. n she sheepishly told me about reading it in that day’s tabloids..
Anyways, I’ll never forget about our cyclone ‘kaifa’..;)
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Saturday, July 14, 2007
My Fair Lady Series I –Car Parking
I’m back from hibernation mode.. as paro tagged me.. 2 months.. yeah rather long..
reasons for being in that mode ?
It’s just the change of place and pursuing some of my pastimes which I definitely won’t b able to do so once I get back to kerala.Being in abu dhabi feels great, so just could not get myself to the comp to write down something in my blog. Reading blogs though, still dominates my net surfing time.. as orkut has been blocked in uae.
Coming back to this post…I’m feeling overtly tempted to write a disclaimer..here goes…
Disclaimer: All characters and events in this post are ANYTHING BUT fictional.
If this post reminds you of anyone you know.. please let me know. We might be thinking of the same person. ;).. the world has literally become a global village.
Well let me give an intro:I know this lady Mrs. X ( to protect privacy..) pretty well and some of my conversations have been so funny dat I would luv to make a tele series on the incidents.. and hopefully the series would be a household name.. okay jokes apart..
Mrs X has a car and getting a parking in this ever shrinking place is a Herculean task.. so lady luck bestowed her blessings on ‘my fair lady’ in the form of underground parking space. As every normal underground parking area, each person gets a card which they have to hold out in front of the machine which controls the entry and exit into the parking area.
This is where the trouble brews… Mrs. X is not accustomed to holding out a card from the driver’s seat until the oh-so-confusing machine recognizes the card! So the first day when she used the parking space here’s what happened:
1.She drove up to the card machine.. but as most ladies tend to do.. she pulled up her car a ‘bit away’ from the machine.. in the sense that the car was far from being adjacent to the footpath where the machine is kept.
2.She opens her bag, empties all contents and finally manages to get the card. Then ‘my fair lady’ rolls down her window just half way through.. ;) and she swishes the card in front of the machine.. obviously it didn’t work..
3.Picturing this in my mind still makes me smile.. she starts to frantically wave the card in front of the machine.. but it’s really tough for her.. since the window is not even fully rolled down..(don’t mistake me.. I was not standing some where n laughing at her..I went up to her and asked her 2 fully roll down the window which she didn’t comply to..;0 )
4.after 5 mins of showing the card in all sorts of positions in front of the machine.. she decides to get out of the car n show the card.. finally.. the machine worked n she hurried back into the car.. lest it should close again!
5.The last time I asked her about her parking space she told me that she tries her best to get parking outside… though the fact remains that a privileged few only get this underground parking space .. free from the sun, rain n dust.. n get spared of the grueling minutes searching for a parking space…
Describing these incidents will never compromise for those really funny moments when u actually get to witness these scenes…
My fair lady happens to be one of the best managers I have ever heard of.. or come across.. she’s just to good at decision making, multi tasking, communication and the likes … oh communication dat reminds me of something…
That’s it for now.. cya till my fair lady series II.. cyclones…
Signing off
Anna
reasons for being in that mode ?
It’s just the change of place and pursuing some of my pastimes which I definitely won’t b able to do so once I get back to kerala.Being in abu dhabi feels great, so just could not get myself to the comp to write down something in my blog. Reading blogs though, still dominates my net surfing time.. as orkut has been blocked in uae.
Coming back to this post…I’m feeling overtly tempted to write a disclaimer..here goes…
Disclaimer: All characters and events in this post are ANYTHING BUT fictional.
If this post reminds you of anyone you know.. please let me know. We might be thinking of the same person. ;).. the world has literally become a global village.
Well let me give an intro:I know this lady Mrs. X ( to protect privacy..) pretty well and some of my conversations have been so funny dat I would luv to make a tele series on the incidents.. and hopefully the series would be a household name.. okay jokes apart..
Mrs X has a car and getting a parking in this ever shrinking place is a Herculean task.. so lady luck bestowed her blessings on ‘my fair lady’ in the form of underground parking space. As every normal underground parking area, each person gets a card which they have to hold out in front of the machine which controls the entry and exit into the parking area.
This is where the trouble brews… Mrs. X is not accustomed to holding out a card from the driver’s seat until the oh-so-confusing machine recognizes the card! So the first day when she used the parking space here’s what happened:
1.She drove up to the card machine.. but as most ladies tend to do.. she pulled up her car a ‘bit away’ from the machine.. in the sense that the car was far from being adjacent to the footpath where the machine is kept.
2.She opens her bag, empties all contents and finally manages to get the card. Then ‘my fair lady’ rolls down her window just half way through.. ;) and she swishes the card in front of the machine.. obviously it didn’t work..
3.Picturing this in my mind still makes me smile.. she starts to frantically wave the card in front of the machine.. but it’s really tough for her.. since the window is not even fully rolled down..(don’t mistake me.. I was not standing some where n laughing at her..I went up to her and asked her 2 fully roll down the window which she didn’t comply to..;0 )
4.after 5 mins of showing the card in all sorts of positions in front of the machine.. she decides to get out of the car n show the card.. finally.. the machine worked n she hurried back into the car.. lest it should close again!
5.The last time I asked her about her parking space she told me that she tries her best to get parking outside… though the fact remains that a privileged few only get this underground parking space .. free from the sun, rain n dust.. n get spared of the grueling minutes searching for a parking space…
Describing these incidents will never compromise for those really funny moments when u actually get to witness these scenes…
My fair lady happens to be one of the best managers I have ever heard of.. or come across.. she’s just to good at decision making, multi tasking, communication and the likes … oh communication dat reminds me of something…
That’s it for now.. cya till my fair lady series II.. cyclones…
Signing off
Anna
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