Thank you … In an extreme form…
Got a call from the elder daughter from Duke University (summer camp) – and over all the din of her roommates in her dorm room, I understood they wanted me to see if I could rig up her laptop to watch a movie that she had purchased on her iPad which she left in Atlanta. (Sigh! You can take the Indian out of the call center; but you cannot take the call center out of the Indian :-). In any case, two minutes and half a dozen happy customers later π got this text message thanking me in that inimitable teenager way π
Daddy daughter
Daddy style…
Unveiled new website for Sharmila’s Art Gallery!!
This has been a pet project of mine for over four months. I wanted to completely overhaul Sharmila’s Art Gallery website. A lot of research and imagination later, I finally managed to finish it up today. I am sure there will be a lot of touchups coming over the next few weeks….
If you want to check out how it looks, go to http://www.sharmilaghose.com
If you want to buy her paintings or criticize them (like I always do π ), contact her directly. I am only the technology guy π
Putt Putt Soccer
Married to running :-)
Funny incident at the gym today: Sharmila and I had decided to meet up after our morning exercises at the LA Fitness on Holcombe Bridge. The idea was to hand her over my gym bag after shower so it would not have to sit at the airport parking lot for three days in the car. (I was flying out this morning).
After a beautiful run by the Chattahoochee river (brought back memories of the runs by the Potomac), I ran back to the gym, took a shower and sat at the juice / coffee bar inside the gym since I was a few minutes early.
There was a cute lady at the bar who I was chatting up as she made my drink. Most of the time I was trying to convince her that just because I pay LA Fitness 35 bucks a month to take a shower four times a week in any gym, does not mean I have lost my marbles. I do not think I was waging a winning battle.
Eventually Sharmila showed up and the lady, obviously recognizing her, asked if she would have her usual drink. (This is my first time at that gym but Sharmila uses it a couple of days a week). And then when Sharmila started talking to me, the lady was shocked. I guess, in her mind, she would not associate people like Sharmila with people who pay to take a shower π
She looked at both of us and exclaimed to Sharmila – “You look so young and beautiful”! – once again proving the age old adage that the best way to look young (or thin) is to be seen with a old person (or fat) π As my good friend Matt Semrad had mentioned, it is always about comparative excellence π
Not sure what Sharmila’s facial expression was to that comment – but the lady had some doubts. She gingerly asked – “You guys are married, right”? You could see that it was getting really awkward for her and she was trying to ease it up. But before I could say anything to increase her awkwardness, Sharmila burst the bubble by saying “Yes”. I was going to say something like “She wishes” and see how the lady would react π
Down, but not out, I also said “Yes”… but put in a rejoinder – “but not to each other”. You should have seen the look on her face as she was trying to figure out whether she was in the middle of a very dicey situation or a very funny one π
After a few seconds, Sharmila let her off the hook. “He is kidding”, she said.
We had a hearty laugh.
Uncommon lunch!
Standing up for boys!!!
One more of those “moments” with Nikita why I wish I did not have to work …. at least till she goes to college. I offered to drop Nikita at school today. She had picked up two lovely hydrangia flowers for her teacher – Mrs. Smith. In the car, to tease her, I asked if it was for her boyfriend. π
Ever indignant, she shot back “No. It is for my teacher. Besides, boys give flowers to girls, not the other way round”. I duly noted that nowhere did she refute that she did not have a boyfriend. So, I decided to take the high road and said “That is an unfair rule. Boys and girls are the same.”
For a moment, I thought I had the upper hand of the exchange till she fired back – “Do you even know how girls go to the bathroom?”
I could not help laughing out loud. So, my nine year old daughter thinks that boys should give flowers to girls because they get to stand up when they pee!!!
WHATEVER!!! π
Baldness has its own appeal!
Like every year, I got a pronounced tan during the spring break – thanks to a lot of beach sun. (yes, Indians can tan π ) And like every year, three days later the skin on the scalp started peeling off π Not sure why this happens only to my head. Cream has never helped. Looks unseemly as I start moulting on my head like a snake.
With all that peeling on the pate, my baldness might finally have some “appeal” π






