The case of mysterious shiny white balls

It has been some time since I have been using  this project laptop and although second hand(or third), I have been able to associate a certain level of personal liking to it with more time. Since I spend the whole day with it and have been spending quite some effort to clean it up(the disk I mean) initially and make it workable, I am not finding much issues with it although it is an old Dell D520.

Yesterday while I was working on it, suddenly the ‘Tab’ button was giving some issues. I was not able to press the ‘Tab’ button. After some continuous ignore, I had to look into the issue since ‘Tab’ is not a less frequented button. I saw a small white translucent ball under the button and was wondering where it came from. After a tiring and worthless effort of removing the ball out of the button, I finally inverted the laptop. I was a bit apprehensive about the laptop because I cannot afford to hurt it much. In case anything happens, I was not sure how much soup I would be into. So with repeated attempts, I was finally successful in removing the tiny ball after 20 minutes. I just kept it safe, not sure where it came from. But in the process I had to almost remove the key and put it back in place( very risky task, I tell you). The whole day I was wondering where it came from? Either from any of my earrings? Any bracelet? A white shiny ball it was quite beautiful and it was making me crazy. It rolled and fell into the ‘Ctrl’ button and you have no idea how miserable I was until I managed to remove it again almost breaking the button. Then I left for the day keeping the ball safely near my desk just in case tomorrow someone tells me some light is lost from the laptop. I was almost sure it was some green glowing light which has fallen from the laptop.

Today morning I came and first thing I saw was my ‘Home’ button was not working. L I was a bit scared knowing very well what to expect. I tilted the laptop and peeped inside the button and guess what? My worst fear came true. A similar shiny white ball.. I immediately asked my colleague if she knew what it was. Her reply came “ its very bizarre..i have never seen this before”. No showstopper, but was’nt it weird? I can’t risk all my important keys like this! Then I saw the ‘Backspace’ under attack. That was enough to get me on my feet. I desperately started checking all the keys available on the laptop. And 4-5 keys were under attack. I was really getting worried. I then calmed myself and thought. Then suddenly it struck me. I checked the laptop bag and behold!!! The mystery was solved. J it was after all an opened silica gel packet. Phew!!! And it had almost made me miserable for an hour. I forgot all my work and was solving this mystery but thanks to my luck today, I thought of checking in the bag.

A tiny silica gel would have so easily paralyzed the laptop!!

(G)Olden days!!

Old age should be happy!!! For people who think old people are vulnerable and are only worth sitting in bed and watching TV, WRONG!! Elders are indeed our strength and NOT weakness.

I have been blessed to have a good fortune of living with elderly and highly talented people all my life. At every point I had the chance to see highly talented elders and have wondered when I will become like that. But after I saw few gifted elders today I must say that I am still not out of the shock...It looks unbelievable and convincing that talent has no age.

Chandro tomar and Prakasho Tomar are nearing 80 and are world class shooters! Yes, you read correct..Shooters...

At the age when people cannot read properly and loose faith on their physical capability, these 2 grandmothers have not only broken the old belief and 'AndhaVishwaas' of the society but also opened a new gate of opportunity for their grand daughter Neetu Solanki who is also an international shooter. The villagers are speechless and proud of the ladies today and must be wondering what to do with the superstitions and old beliefs..

The story is so so interesting that I cannot write enough. The grannys' coach Mr. Farooq says, he had asked them to do "Chori chori practice"(hehe) without the knowledge of the villagers. They used to stand with a jug filled with water all night for good balance..

Another great achiever, a 90 year old person had trekked his way up to Lonavla and made a record in Limca book of records..(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=do0XuVSuU_0). His advice was in old age you should eat half of what you ate in your younger age, drink water 2 times, do more physical activities and laugh 4 times more :) He was really superb and I could not believe my eyes!

You must watch Satyamev Jayate for more such achievements..I am so happy such a good show also exists between idiotic so called reality shows showing bad and sad stories... like Gumrah and emotional atyachaar.. When children cry, we try to distract them to something different and good.. and not show them "how children cry" videos.. Then why do we have such shows that show how crimes were planned and on the name of truth all the filth of the society is repeatedly displayed...The concept of having shows which show so called 'Reality' is so sad. I dont want my child to watch such sad shows. I would love to make her see such beautiful shows like Satyamev Jayate, Lakhon me ek and so many more good shows....They are so inspiring and motivating.

Looking forward to better shows that showcase talented elders and leaders who have brought India and the society in general to such new and good heights.

One of those stupid terrible travel days.

Today I left on time to catch the 9 o clock direct bus to my office but still somehow I missed it . No problem! I took a share auto (that new white Tata Magic…really superb and comfy) till Tambaram. Fine, then I realized I don’t have change. So after collecting change  from a nearby restaurant, I took a M55 bus which had a board saying Tambaram - Vandaloor. Since my office is in Perungalathur(apparently New Perungalathur which I just realized today) I happily chose a “good” seat. People knowing Vandaloor  would definitely know that Perungalathur comes before Vandaloor. After say a long time, I was wondering why the bus is going in some other route. Probably a roundabout route. So I was OK because I was in no mood to get down and take another bus since it was so hot and tiring. I thought a delay of 15 mins or so would not really matter. After some 15 stops the conductor comes to me and says rudely “why are you sitting here? And what are you playing in your cell?”(enna panra? cella enna nOndindrukka?"). I was not doing anything with my cell. Just replying to an SMS and Hello! It was none of his business. Then came " Why dint you get down in Perungalathur?" I was really surprised by the way he was talking loudly and rudely. I looked around and I could not find any similarity to the place I know as Perungalathur. And I have been knowing that place for around 3 years now! After a bit quarrel and everyone trying to throw me out of the bus, I got down and crossed the road still trying to figure out where I was. I was upset by the way I was thrown out but I decided to "feel" normal. Then another white Tata magic came and I enquired. He said he can drop me back in Tambaram(where I started). Then again I went to Tambaram and from there took an auto rickshaw since even an A/C bus or a good share auto would mean walking from bus stop till inside my office which would easily be 1 ½ kms in the hot sun and I was terribly late. I reached at 11 and here I am lamenting my story to you after working on important mails.

OK now getting back to work. Hope the day treats me well…. Just one more experience which taught me that I work in New Perungalathur...not in Perungalathur :)