Tuesday, November 29, 2005
I dont know what I was thinking when I wrote this :-)
Over time, the lines between right and wrong, good and bad, have blurred. So much -so that the line is now an imperceptible dot. A dot, whose boundaries are blotting into the background ...The dot is fighting to retain its identity, to grow, to produce more of its ilk.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
This Thanksgiving Message from the Google Team, caught my attention and required to be etched someplace for posterity:
"A Gobble approach to email.
In 1621, a few hundred Pilgrims and Native Americans sat down to celebrate a bountiful harvest. The feast lasted three days, and included fowl, venison, fish, berries, watercress, lobster, dried fruit, clams, and plums. There was no pumpkin pie, however. There was also an alarming lack of user-friendly webmail services.
Now, 383 years later, it's once again time to celebrate what has come to be known as Thanksgiving - a time to gather with family and friends and give thanks for all that we have. We have many things to be thankful for. But mostly, we are thankful for you - our users - who remind us of why we work so hard all year and why we love what we do. That's better than all the dried fruit and clams in the world.
Happy Thanksgiving! Thank you for making our approach to email yours.
Gobble gobble,
The Gmail Team"
"A Gobble approach to email.
In 1621, a few hundred Pilgrims and Native Americans sat down to celebrate a bountiful harvest. The feast lasted three days, and included fowl, venison, fish, berries, watercress, lobster, dried fruit, clams, and plums. There was no pumpkin pie, however. There was also an alarming lack of user-friendly webmail services.
Now, 383 years later, it's once again time to celebrate what has come to be known as Thanksgiving - a time to gather with family and friends and give thanks for all that we have. We have many things to be thankful for. But mostly, we are thankful for you - our users - who remind us of why we work so hard all year and why we love what we do. That's better than all the dried fruit and clams in the world.
Happy Thanksgiving! Thank you for making our approach to email yours.
Gobble gobble,
The Gmail Team"
Friday, November 18, 2005
Friends, Shopping, Bangalore, Pictures, Partying
A blur of events...
One and a half years of catching up.
Shopping with fun gal pals.
Tripping.
Drinking.
Initiation into a funny stoned clique.
Dee told me about my preoccupation with the past. I am shaken out of my state of denial by a tear shower. A welling resolve to bury the hatchet and all strings binding me to my past, surfaces and for once I let it burst to the surface. I have a past but it shall not bog me down. I am above the past. I have a life so much better, cleaner and honest now.
Work slips into the background almost incongruously. Deadlines don't seem to matter much. A distinct sense of detachment from "i gotta deliver on time" settles in.
A couple of well shot pics of you can be truly life altering huh?
One and a half years of catching up.
Shopping with fun gal pals.
Tripping.
Drinking.
Initiation into a funny stoned clique.
Dee told me about my preoccupation with the past. I am shaken out of my state of denial by a tear shower. A welling resolve to bury the hatchet and all strings binding me to my past, surfaces and for once I let it burst to the surface. I have a past but it shall not bog me down. I am above the past. I have a life so much better, cleaner and honest now.
Work slips into the background almost incongruously. Deadlines don't seem to matter much. A distinct sense of detachment from "i gotta deliver on time" settles in.
A couple of well shot pics of you can be truly life altering huh?
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