Once upon A time..

People.
Bangalore. Some months back.
Went to the bank. Along with one of our company's employee. HSBC. MG Road.


A new sign in the Bank Lobby read:
"Please note that this Bank is installing new Drive-through ATM machines enabling customers to withdraw cash without leaving their vehicles.
I thought I might just check it out. 
A male customer (wealthy one) followed by a fe-male customer (wealthy one).
Am gonna describe their procedures - 
MALE PROCEDURE
1. Drive up to the cash machine.
2. Put down your car window.
3. Insert card into machine and enter PIN.
4. Enter amount of cash required and withdraw.
5. Retrieve card, cash and receipt.
6. Put window up. 
7. Drive off.


FEMALE PROCEDURE
1. Drive up to cash machine.
2. Reverse and back up the required amount to align car window with the machine.
3. Set parking brake, put the window down.
4. Find handbag, remove all contents on to passenger seat to locate card.
5. Tell person on cell phone you will call them back and hang up.
6. Attempt to insert card into machine.
7. Open car door to allow easier access to machine due to its excessive distance from the car.
8. Insert card.
9. Re-insert card the right way.
10. Dig through handbag to find diary with your PIN written on the inside back page.
11. Enter PIN.
12. Press cancel and re-enter correct PIN.
13. Enter amount of cash required.
14. Check makeup in rear view mirror.
15. Retrieve cash and receipt.
16. Empty handbag again to locate wallet and place cash inside.
17. Write debit amount in check register and place receipt in back of checkbook.
18. Re-check makeup.
19. Drive forward 2 feet.
20. Reverse back to cash machine.
21. Retrieve card.
22. Re-empty hand bag, locate card holder, and place card into the slot provided.
23. Give dirty look to irate male driver waiting behind you.
24. Restart stalled engine and pull off.
25. Redial person on cell phone.
26. Drive for 2-3 seconds.
27. Release Parking Brake.

Note worthy.

Let them go...

@ Ahmedabad Marathon Today.

People.
This blog post is going to be short.
Heard at the marathon today : 
“Ahmedabad! Are you ready? <Pause ,Some yelling by people> 
"Ahmedabad! Are you ready? "<Pause,some more yelling.>
"Are you ready?"<Big Pause> 
"Okay, Be ready”
Wow! What a finishing punch line! 

My first serious post.

People.
Here I am. Sitting in my dad's office. On his chair. I open one of the reports in his computer named "Salary".
Its a Microsoft Excel File. So here's what I noticed, experienced and realized...
My dad. Runs an industry by the name of BWPL® Pvt. Ltd. The report which I opened was from one of his factories which manufactures Tarpaulin. It was a salary report of both workers and employees working there. What I noticed was that, my dad, alone, gives work to 132 workers and 16 other employees. Whose wages or salaries vary from 5,000/month to 50,000/month. In a country like India, where unemployment is on the rise, he provides employment to 148 people via this particular branch of the group. And that, according to me is a divine job. He's not only running 1 industry. But also, he's running 148 homes.
That motivates me further to become an Entrepreneur. The idea of giving jobs rather than taking up one is genuine and literal. And makes me feel proud about being "my dad's son."

Essay Writing. Topic : Cow.

People.
Please excuse me for my English.

The cow is a successful animal. Also he is quadrupud, and because he is 
female, he give milk,but will do so when he is got child.He is same like
God,sacred to Hindus and useful to man.But he has got four legs together.
Two are forward and two are afterwards.

His whole body can be utilised for use. More so the milk. What can it do?
Various ghee, butter,cream, curd, why and the condensed milk and so forth.
Also he is useful to cobbler, watermans and mankind generally.
His motion is slow only because he is of asitudinious species.  Also his

other motion is much useful to trees, plants as well as making flat cakes in
hand and drying in the sun. Cow is the only animal that extricates his feeding
after eating.  Then afterwards she chew with his teeth whom are situated in
the inside of the mouth.  He is incessantly in the meadows in the grass.
His only attacking and defending organ is the horn, specially so when he is 
got child.  This is done by knowing his head whereby he causes the weapons
to be paralleled to the ground of the earth and instantly proceed with great 
velocity forwards.
He has got tails also, but not like similar animals.  It has hairs on the
other end of the other side.  This is done to frighten away the flies which
alight on his cohoa body whereupon he gives hit with it.
The palms of his feet are soft unto the touch.  So the grasses head is not
crushed.  At night time have poses by looking down on the ground and he shouts
his eyes like his relatives, the horse does not do so.
"This is the cow."

Second Day!

People.
My second day on blogger and am already bored. Person such as Praveen cannot even read whole of a blog post forget about posting one. Pcch! Here I go..
12/21/11 3:14 PM
(Why the fuck did I even write that? Blogger would show it automatically.)
Incident am gonna narrate today is of yesterdays!
English marks were being distributed. Ravi - "Praveen you got 18." Pavak - "Dude you got 18." Harsh - "Oye! 18" Praveen - (That tolls up to 54. Idiots.) "Roll No 1"
(Aah! KMA) (Why should I be the one to get screwed on the first hand?) (Its all because, my parents admitted me in this school waayy too early.) (Notebook Submission. Marks Distribution. Or, debate competition. Am the first and very first "test subject".)
Collected my paper. As such I knew my marks already. The whole class did. No surprise. No exclamation. "2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11." There comes roll no 11. Rahul Khatnani. My friend. Collects his paper. On his way back to his place. Mid-way...
Praveen - "How many did you get?"
Rahul - "Wait. Ll tell you."
Praveen - "Say. How many did you get?"
(Tried to stop him with my hand)
Wooooosh!
The whole class is laughing.
Rahul Khatnani. My friend. Is in my arms. In a pose when one could easily hear some kind of romantic music playing. Weird.

Why "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious"?

People.
First thing you'll notice when you come to my blog is the weird name. "Why the hell would someone name a blog Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious? So here I go..
Came from school. Bored. Logged into my facebook.
14.48 Praveen Mundra - Yo! Yo! Yo!
14.49 Sneha Desai - Oh hey Mr. Enthusiastic 'Yo'er. :P
14.49 Praveen Mundra - :P Yo!
14.49 Sneha Desai - Ohkay. i think we've established the YO! :D
(The girl uses loads of emoticons)
(Idea!)
14.50 Praveen Mundra - AM GONNA STALK YOUR PROFILE. :)
14.50 Sneha Desai - And why exactly?
14.51 Praveen Mundra - BECAUSE I DO NOT HAVE ANYTHING ELSE TO DO?
14.51 Sneha Desai - Aah okay  :D GO ahead :P
14.51 Praveen Mundra - Woah! Nice blog.
(Idea! - II)
(Ll make my own blog)
Her blog's name - "Clandestine Confessions". And mine? Various names scrolled through my minds. Praveen's Blog. Mundra's Blog. The Best Blog. Aah! Fuck. Lets name it something big.
15.01 - https://www.google.com
"Longest Word"
Longest - "Methionylthreonylthreonylglutaminylarginyl...isoleucine" 189,819 letters long. Bad idea.
Then comes - "Methionylglutaminylarginyltyrosylglutamyl...serine" 1,909 letters long. Again a bad idea.
Finally, "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious". Nice. Long. And there's a "Super" in the begining and that's cool.