What not to do when you are bored!

I was sitting in this very boring class one day and my mind drifted away. I remembered a friend who said her parents were looking for marriage alliances for her (Okay, I have many friends whose parents are on the lookout but for some reason my mind just drifted to her). Then I remembered this guy who I had imagined to be the best match for her a long time ago. I had this sudden impulse to send her a mail suggesting that guy to her. Ofcourse I did not act on the impulse but could not help imagining what could have possibly happened if I had.
All this coz I was bored in class:
I somehow fish out a couple of details about the guy and send her a mail with these details. Getting details online is not difficult. I could easily find the facebook or some-other-social-network profile. Similarly I send the girl's profile to the guy.
Both like each others' profile and tell their parents. Parents hit it off too and the wedding happens.
They have a cute kid and one day the kid very eagerly asks me "Aunty, Mom and Dad tell me it was you who brought them together. How did that happen?" and I sheepishly tell the kid "O sweetheart! You were born because I was bored one day!"
So I guess its best I listen in class!!!

End of the world

For anybody:
When twitter is unavailable for more than 5 milliseconds...
When there are no new FB notifications for more than an hour...
When gsearch cant find what you want...
When orkut keeps offering you a bad donut...
When no iphone apps seem to work...
When all chat protocols go crazy...
When the mail capacity counter in gmail stops moving up...
When the internet dies.

For researchers(aka geeks):
When twitter is unavailable for more than 5 milliseconds...

When there are no new FB notifications for more than an hour...

When gsearch cant find what you want...

When scholar does not find your recent paper...

When orkut keeps offering you a bad donut...

When no iphone apps seem to work...

When all chat protocols go crazy...

When the mail capacity counter in gmail stops moving up...

When gmaps cant find any route other than the one you know already(home to lab and back)...

When phdcomics server is down...

When the internet dies.

We are only a tad more dependent on the net :D

"Chat" in a bus

Date: 16th November 2009
Location: In a BMTC bus from Silk board to office on the Koramangala Inner Ring Road.

An elderly lady climbs into the bus, pushes everybody aside with her “Excuse me” and “Swalpa jaaga bidi”, goes to a seat where two men were sitting in ladies' seats. She makes them get up and beckons me to sit next to her.
Me: Thanks, Aunty
Aunty (pointing to another lady standing in the bus and a couple of guys sitting in ladies' seats): That lady should also ask those people to get up and sit down. These men, you know, they wont realize until they are told that they are sitting in a ladies seat.
I nod and smile.
Silence for a few minutes.
Aunty: Where do you work?
Me: Yahoo in EGL here
Aunty: Software-a?
Me: Yes, Aunty
Aunty: How is software industry now? Has it improved?
Me: Its slowly improving.
Aunty: You get to go abroad?
Me: Not everybody aunty. Only the higher level executives get to go.
Me (tired of only answering questions): Do you work, aunty?
Aunty: I work in Vijaya Bank here only. You know the banking sector also has become very difficult nowadays. Ofcourse, job security is there but you have to keep learning, managing so many things...
Me(very grateful for the extra information): Hmm....
Silence for a few minutes again.
Aunty: You've done B.E.?
Me: I've done M.E Aunty.
Aunty(completely puzzled): What is M.E?
Me: Master of Engineering. Its post-graduation, done after B.E.(Ah! Now everything seemed clear to her)
Aunty: Which university?
Me: IISc.
(After observing the puzzled look is coming back) Indian Institute of Science, Aunty. Its in Yeshwantpur.
Aunty: Okay
Aunty: Which community to you belong to?
Me(after getting over the shock of being asked such a totally irrelevant and seemingly rude question): We are Brahmins, Aunty
Aunty(with a slightly 'put-off' look): Brahmins is a vast community. Its easier to find people for marriage, no?
Me (trying my best to control laughter and keep a straight face): Why, Aunty? Are you looking for someone?
Aunty: Ya, for my son. But we are Christians (Thank God she clarified that else wouldn't I immediately start dreaming of her in place of my future mother-in-law!).
We can go through profiles on the net but I believe in finding someone known to us(Yes, she did know me for the past half an hour!)
Do you have any Christian friends?
Me(wanting to maximize on the fun element): Yes aunty...(after a few seconds pause and observing her face glow) but they are all married.
Aunty(clear look of disappointment on her face): Oh
Aunty: How is Mindtree? Is it a good company?
Me (while racking my brains about the sudden interest in Mindtree): Its a good company. I heard it is very well-managed.
Aunty: Okay. Actually there is one girl who is working Mindtree whom we are looking at.
Me: Okay...its a good company, aunty.
Another few minutes of silence.
Aunty: Do you have fixed timings in office? You also must be having shifts and all , right?
Me(partially glad that the 'M' topic is over): We do. 8:30 to 5:30. But we rarely go back at 5:30...there is always enough work to do.
Aunty: Do you people get time to look at profiles and think about marriage? (There it comes! The 'M' topic again).
Your parents only must see no?
My son is a doctor. He is working in St. Johns. He doesn't have time only. He has a lot of work to do. (I was imagining the poor fellow trying all means to find work and escape the torture of having to look at the girls' profiles his mother brings.)
Me: My parents want to look aunty but I'm not interested right now. (I know...I lied...but I wanted to hear what would come next if I said I wasn't interested).
Aunty(with a look of shock and disbelief): Why! You must be some 25! Its high time you got married(Yes, this is what I heard many many times and still find it very funny. I always thought the time for marriage should be decided based on the maturity and readiness of a person rather than one's age).
My son is 30. I feel that its pretty late for him only, but there was no other option. He wanted to wait till he finishes his PG and gets a job. (And nobody else has the right to have such issues, right!)
Me(smile on my face): Hmm....

And then we “chit-chatted” about ordinary things like the traffic on Ring Road until my stop came.
Aunty(as I got up to leave and said bye): Bye! Have a nice day!