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madhu’s marriage gift and the sms chaos.

May 23, 2008

Madhu (the punctual fame) was going to spoil Prashant’s life. Everyone in the Voices team had decided to gather at Coffee Board sharp at 20:00 and start for the night ceremony. bhOndOO had an additional responsibility of buying a wedding gift before coming to Coffee Board. Mails had resulted in several suggestions for the gift, but nothing was finalized (as usual) and it was left at the discretion of bhOndOO (not so usual).

Apart from many other problems that bhOndOO has (and creates), his mobile had started malfunctioning: when sending an SMS to someone, irrespective of whom the message is sent, it used to go to the last person who sent an SMS to bhOndOO. bhOndOO was blissed, since ignorance is a bliss and bhOndOO was totally ignorant of this malfunctioning.

It started raining at 18:00 and bhOndOO could not go out to buy any gift. His umbrella was torn by a sudden attack of a few birds after the birds read this post. He kept waiting for the rain to stop and the rain-fall reduced at 19:45. bhOndOO grabbed his bicycle and rode to Coffee Board. The rain managed to fool him and he got wet.


Note: Please read the next part carefully.


It was 20:00 and there was nobody else in Coffee Board. bhOndOO took out his mobile and started messaging junta.
“Where are you?”, meant for Sudhir, gone to BenJi (BenJi had SMSed bhOndOO last).
However, Sudhir also tried to communicate with bhOndOO.
“We are near Ramaiyya Hospital in Ajay Sir’s car, got a lift from him. He is also attending the marriage.”, from Sudhir.
Within a few seconds bhOndOO got a reply, “I am in Goa.”, from BenJi. bhOndOO could read the sender’s name, but was not at all interested in BenJi’s whereabouts.
“Why didn’t you take me?”, meant for Sudhir, gone to BenJi.
“I came here with my fiancée!”, from BenJi.
“I am coming directly to the hall with my wife.”, from Paresh.
bhOndOO was not at all interested in BenJi’s personal matters.
“So what should I do?”, meant for BenJi, gone to Paresh. Paresh was baffled!
“Shall we buy some gift on the way?”, from Sudhir.
“We are going to a beach right now.”, from BenJi.
“Shall I buy the gift? We are in a gift shop right now.”, from Paresh — trying to be calm.
“Okay, go ahead.”, meant for BenJi, gone to Paresh.
“Are you coming to Goa this weekend?”, from BenJi.
“No.”, meant for Sudhir, gone to BenJi.
“I may be back to Bangalore next weekend.”, from BenJi.
“We will probably buy coupons only.”, from Sudhir — clarifying his suggestion.
“That sounds great!”, meant for BenJi, gone to Sudhir.
“Today is Madhu’s wedding, right? What did you buy for her?”, from BenJi (from Goa).
“No. I will buy.”, meant for Sudhir, gone to BenJi.
“Okay, will talk to you later.”, from BenJi.
“Yes. Yes.”, meant for BenJi (for previous question), gone to BenJi (for recent message).
“See you there.”, from Sudhir.
“See you.”, from Paresh.
“Okay. See you.”, meant for Sudhir, gone to Paresh.
“Okay. See you.”, meant for Paresh, gone to Paresh (a second time).

At 20:30, Voices team greeted Madhu with three gifts: a wooden showpiece, a coupon, and a wet best-seller on time management.

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is it your mobile?

Apr 16, 2008


If:

  • you do not wish that all your friends and relatives should get a message I am his friend. He met with an accident ten minutes ago and we have taken him to the Ramaiya Hospital. He is out of danger, but still in a critical condition,
  • you do not wish all the girls in the address-book to receive calls from you, and …,
  • you do not wish me to call Maya, whom you seem to be calling every night,
  • you wish that your sleek Motorola mobile should not be sold (I think, I can pay the next semester fees with the income),
  • you want something of this sort not to happen to you,
  • you do not want me to read all 10 new messages you have received,
  • you do not want me to read all the special messages you have sent, and
  • your mobile number is 97395 82918,

then get your mobile from me in Computing Lab II.

being punctual.

Feb 24, 2008

Madhu is known to be very punctual. For all the Voices (IISc newsletter) meetings, she is the first person to reach. She makes sure that everyone who is late is made aware that he/she is late. This is okay because Madhu also makes sure that everyone gets a reminder for the meeting much before the meeting begins.

Over the emails, it gets decided that the next Voices meeting would be on Tuesday at 11:00 at Tea Board. bhOndOO needs to get his program implemented and working before 10:00, since he has a meeting about it with his advisor. As usual, he gets into the nightout mode. He finishes the implementation at 01:00, removes two minor bugs by 02:00, and is still debugging at 04:00. He is too much tired to carry on. He finally manages to remove the bug at 04:15 and the program starts dancing. bhOndOO also starts dancing.

He reaches his room by 05:00. He sets an alarm for 08:50 (to just manage the breakfast) and crashes in bed. He has just started dreaming about his advisor, compilers and dragons when his sleep is disturbed by an irritating tune of his mobile. He picks it up, clicks the receive button and shouts, “Hello?”. No one answers. He looks at the screen and realizes that the tune was of receiving an SMS. He checks the time: 06:30. “It must be an important message.”, bhOndOO hastily opens the message. It is from Madhu, “Mrng ppl! A gentl remindr. Voices mtg at 11am at tea board 2day! Sunshine, madhu”.

bhOndOO rechecks the time: 06:30. “Is this girl in her senses? Is this a time to send an SMS? That too for a meeting which is after four and a half hours!”. bhOndOO gets very agitated. “But what should I do now? Shall I sleep until 08:50 or wait for another hour for the breakfast and then sleep?”. He chooses the latter option and decides to keep awake for another hour — anyway, bhOndOO has lost his sleep because of anger.

At 07:45, he gets breakfast and he is back in bed at 08:00. His reset alarm promptly wakes him up at 09:30 and he is in his advisor’s room at 10:00. They finish discussion by 10:30 and bhOndOO starts walking lazily towards tea board for the meeting.

“Madhu’s SMS created all the trouble, otherwise, I had planned my sleep nicely. Now the whole day would go waste! Why is she so punctual? It is okay that she is, but one need not be insane!”. bhOndOO’s empty mind runs for options. He sees tall and handsome Rogers coming from front.

“Hey Rogers, can you do me a favour?”. After that bhOndOO tells him a few things to which Rogers does not agree initially. But when bhOndOO assures him that he would allow him to copy his Computer Networks assignment, Rogers agrees.

“It is 10:50. I should leave for tea board.”, Madhu tells herself. She comes out of the Department of Management Studies and starts walking towards the underpass to reach tea board. Just before entering the underpass, a tall and handsome young man approaches her and asks, “Are you Madhu from Management Studies?”.

Madhu is a bit shocked at first — to see a handsome young man already knowing her name. She hesitantly claims, “Yes I am. What’s the matter?”.

The young man puts forth his hand for a firm handshake and introduces, “I am Rogers from IIM Ahmedabad. We have arranged a competition to improve the involvement of women in management research. This is strictly by nomination and your name is nominated by Mr bhOndOO. I hope you know him.”.

“bhOndOO? Nominated my name? I didn’t know I had such a nice impression on him? I used to always wonder, he disliked me being over-punctual.”, Madhu thought and then continued in the management style, “Yes, I know him. A very good chap.”.

“Yes, indeed. Therefore, we wanted to ask you a few questions related to your work and your aspirations. Can you spare 10 min?”.

“Actually Rogers, I have a meeting right now. Can we discuss this post lunch?”.

“I am sorry, Madhu. But I need to submit the report and interview details by noon over email. If the meeting is not so urgent, can we have the interview now? Please.”.

Madhu agrees. Finally, it is the first time in her life that she is getting interviewed — that too from a handsome man from IIMA. For the next 30 min, she answers many personal, social, professional and political questions posed by Rogers related to the role of, abilities of and opportunities for women in the area of management research. She narrates the stories of her own life and tells about her inspirations in the field. Rogers notes down a few things promptly. Towards the end, Rogers tells her not to disclose the interview to anyone per rules of the competition. Madhu agrees, then Rogers asks her for her email id and affirms her that she would hear from IIMA soon. Then they have another firm handshake and Rogers bids adieu to her.

Madhu gets very excited and reaches for the Voices meeting at 11:30. Everyone starts looking at Madhu with strange eyes. She has to apologize to everyone, and then she smiles at bhOndOO. bhOndOO smiles back — but Madhu does not understand. Only when everyone starts laughing, does she realize that something is wrong.

Madhu is still waiting for an email from IIMA.