8 August 2015

Weekend unwinding…

“Kabhi kisi musafir se pyar na karna
Unka thikana bohut door hota hain
Woh kabhi bewafa toh nahi hote,
Magar unka jaana jaroor hote hain”
(Unknown poet)

Roughly translated…

Never fall in love with the traveler
His address is invariably too far away
He is never unfaithful to you
But his journey (away from you) is inevitable

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5 August 2015

Did I say I was done with terrible puns for the morning?

One more? Please! Please! Please!

I was driving to the office yesterday from Lexington office on Man O War when I suddenly saw this road sign. Had to turn the car back, come around and pull over to take a picture.

Took me some time to realize why the sign was this way. Because “Grassy Creek is greener on the other side”. Haha ๐Ÿ™‚

Okay, now I am done with terrible puns for this morning ๐Ÿ™‚

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5 August 2015

Don’t believe the “neigh”sayers

Horses travel much better than we do!!! You have to come to Lexington – one of my most favorite small places in USA – to see a big Boeing converted to essentially a barn!! What is the difference between the first class and coach class, I will never know.
The horses often fly to and from the other end of the world – e.g. Saudi Arabia. This one, I am sure is headed to “Philly” ๐Ÿ™‚
You see the extra rudder in the plane? You know why? To keep the plane “stable” ๐Ÿ™‚ Evidently, this plane packs a little more “horsepower” than most similar planes ๐Ÿ™‚
Ok, enough of terrible puns for one morning ๐Ÿ™‚

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4 August 2015

Indian Mona Lisa

This will probably be funny only to my Indian friends. This is not original. Found this on the Internet. I have just mildly changed the text.

This is apparently how Mona Lisa would look in India after having two kids, husband abroad for an onsite IT project, in laws moved in to “help out” and the maidservant has not shown up ๐Ÿ™‚

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2 August 2015

The elevator does not go to my room?

This week I was in Philly for a couple of days and stayed at the Marriott next to the airport. My flight was delayed late at night and I was consequently very tired when I checked in. The lady gave me my room keys and wrote down “1240” for my room number on the card and pointed me to the elevator.

Off I went to the elevator. Pressed the 12th floor button and started reading the helpful directory. Much to my chagrin, all floors seemed to have the 39th room as the last room. There was no 1240! Quite sure that the lady had made a mistake in writing the room number, I was wondering whether to go down and get the new room number. But I was too tired – so I figured I was going to give it a shot and then call downstairs from my phone or one of those floor phones next to the elevators many hotels have.

I am glad I did because there sure was a 1240 (and more after that) and my key worked fine. Next day, just to be sure, when I went to the Concierge Lounge (15th floor), I went and checked – there was a 1540 – and actually a few more rooms after that. But the elevator would not let you believe so!

Strange!! The hotel did not look like it had been extended lately – or in a long time for that matter. However, I completely forgot to ask the hotel folks the next day! I guess I have to wait till the next time…

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