Monday, November 27, 2006
the tech lady speaks...Past few months I have been “showing off” with my new earned techie talents. I mean, not to long ago, I used mess up trying to switch of the computer and end up re-starting it!! Good friends have had many a laugh and good times at my technically challenged behavior. But not ANYMORE!. Yes times have changed and so have I. Meet the new tech queen in office, who does all the techie inside stuff for her colleagues!
From finding the non-existent BCC option in Microsoft outlook to discovering creative body copies while sending mails, being a fast learner of the “intranet”, teaching a colleague how to work on an excel sheet (yes bhat, I finally mastered it!), mastered the Sony digital voice editor, at least jus about enough to do my work and shine among the others how dint know yet! fixing many tech problems on comp,. most done by sheer luck !! and finding that font windings+ Alt+074 = :) (FINALLY!!!!!)
The cheap thrills included fixing the speakers in the right “green” output !!, teaching everybody in my office, (even boss) how to change his or her display name to some stupid emotion icon on messenger!!…. (told you it was cheap thrills).
know all this stuff is too simple and everybody would know it, but I m not everybody and for a tech challenged journalist who ironically is writing for a tech magazine (talk about IRONY!!) This stuff is just awesome. I was so proud of my own accomplishments! And learnt all by myself!! Yay!!!
For the girl who has been laughed at, jeered and called names for her “lack” of technical common sense, this was the moment of victory. She had come of age, the ugly duckling into the white beautiful swan, well, not quite, but you get the picture… and the day I was going to brag of these proclamations, I discovered that my Num Lock aint lit up.
For the old moi, the tech challenged girl, it would be a run to the engineers and complain like a sissy bout how the comp was messed up and this was not working. But for the new me, it was an adventure. I set out to see what the problem was. After going through the settings of the comp, fixing the keyboard wire, looking for everything possible, I gave up.
At least I had tried my best. I went in a huff to the technical team, trying to complain to them about how I tired everything and yet nothing worked out. The tech lead did not understand! How convenient I said to myself, thinking what a duffer of a tech lead they had.
I had to sit him down and tell him “ look, my num lock is not working, I think there is a problem with my system or key board”.
“What do you mean by your num-lock is not working?” he asked.
aiyo, ende devaame!!, this man is mad and I thought….tech-stupid!…
“look suresh,” I explained to him in childlike manner. “See this light on the keyboard that says num-lock, well it is not lit up on my key board, could you please come and fix it.”
he looked at me thoughtfully, like I was giving him the most unclear picture of what I was trying to say. “How dumb can a person get,” I asked my self!
“You mean its not working despite pressing the num-lock key?” he asked me.
“ oh,.. OHH… I have to hit the key for it to lite up?” shessshhh I cant believe I asked that question!
Well, how dumb can a person get?.. yup, I answered that question.
Well, so much for my short-lived techie build up. To all, (especially my good friends at world space and my tech guru who were mislead by the beginning)… I m still the tech- challenged journalist working for a tech magazine!
Sigh, some things never change :)
Monday, November 20, 2006
3 rd Nov 2006I rushed in not knowing what to expect. I was very late. I was supposed to have reached there at least an hour earlier. She had warned me of this, but nevertheless this was no time to be angry. The big bunches of friends were all dressed up in traditional sarees and jumkhas. The same bunch that had sat in one classroom and discussed who would get married first. I was put in first, well because I was so ‘against’ it!!
There was a crowd and a huge one. But the number of familiar faces jus grew as I got closer to where she was sitting. I could not wait to see her. The old faces kept forming some kind of wall… and it was taking me forever to get there. But in my heart I knew I dint want to see her, I was stalling, I mean, she was no longer her, but someone else and in some weird way belonged to someone else.
But I could stall no further, as I smiled at the familiar faces I was seeing after so long, I spotted her in a corner. The middle of the stage would have a more appropriate word, but for me, it was a corner where you could see nothing but the one angle that it presented.
There she sat in an off white saree. She could not have looked more beautiful. As I approached her, I got nervous. I expected her to be the bashful bride! But there she was, opening her big eyes and grinning away. As she saw me, she almost waved her hands to say hi, while the rest of the relatives tried to remind her that she had to keep holding her husband’s hand till the end of the ceremony!
Her usual sheepish grin with her tongue out, and then suddenly she realized that the camera was pointed at her and she tried to be as demure and poised as possible. I have no idea how long I sat there watching her, laugh and talk and act as if everything was normal. It must have been hours…
Finally the time came to go home. Just one last goodbye, I promised a friend and ran towards her. She was busy posing with her family for a big portrait pic. It reminded me of my parent’s wedding where I used to look at the black and white pictures and try to figure out what ever happened to those people…big, small, old, babies… and suddenly this was her picture. … My friend, the bride.
A last wave and I bid goodbye, with a feeling in my heart that things would never be the same again. I looked at my other friend like I had never looked before, my worst fears had come alive…and just like that, I was grown up.
dedicated to 01P1098 :)yours lovingly
01P1102
the one thing that would keep you sane
the very thing driving you mad
without whom you cant live
and with whom you would die
reason for the smile and
reason for the love
and reason for this all hate today
the weakness of my heart
kryptonite
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
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