  I’m fast progressing in my effort to provide effortless non-sense.. Do rip me apart and inject some sense in me so that u can motivate me to stop!!! Editorial* This blog is meant to be interesting, as interesting as a dead mouse in your front office desk. I want people to talk about it. But sadly, after a rethought I found to my uneasiness that any interesting website requires lots of content.
This dilemma led me to my guru, aspiration and philosopher, a guy who spent half his time horizontally looking up at the ceiling doing nothing. He gave me this advice “Beg, Borrow or Steal”. Parental Guidance: This website will contain heavily retarded logic and ideas. These are inseparable part of the editor’s upbringing. He is known to be very special and gifted. * This section is for people who are paranoid about having noodles inside their helmets. Quixote Rules!!! “However big the fool, there is always a bigger fool to admire him”. -- Nicolas Boileau-Despréaux The above sums the reason for this website, as well as the reason for my admiration for Uncle Nicolas.
Apart from it there is another compelling reason, which made me, take this desperate step. There is a special no prize for the right guesses, still I would request you to send your choice to your own e-mail addresses. a) A Trap wide Open: My earlier Boss used to educate me on the importance of keeping my trap shut. He used to quote some Tamil proverb on a frog’s death and superimpose my destiny on to it. Still I can’t resist my temptation to croak, nag, and brag.
b) A tribute to the strategist : This website is a tribute to all armchair strategists, especially the most virile MBA variants of them. It is too much of a work for all of us to stay vertical from our thinking pads and put our noble ideas together. c) An understanding Organization: After eight months of hard work in the organization my employer’s became clear of my value add -as clear as a gold fish to a cat-. They decided to extract the maximum out of me by giving me a nice place to sit, requesting not to meddle with any thing important. Work I had to apply for work once my parents made clear that they are taking out my life support system. Unwillingly I appeared for my campus’ placement and got sucked to a whole new eco-system. While still clueless of my survival in the land of Brontosaurus my Boss called me for a man-to-man drink.
Drunk to his nose he made the mistake of telling me about the elixir of corporate success. It come in the book form and had insight, which I am sure trash like “7 habits” will never have. It was Dilbert Omnibus. Flipping through the pages I started to understand the corporate world, could better use my management skills and understood that my boss has a pointy-head. This made me fit into the organization like a blue whale to a blue socks. Adventures on a Mouse Pad So far I have never heard of any one abusing a mouse by dragging its tail to a cubicle. Factually a Pigsty or a mouse pad is always a better place than a cubicle. Hence no self-respecting mouse, which is biologically fit, would have ever sneaked into a cubicle.
But still apart from providing air-conditioning in summer and clean rest rooms when there is no water in my house, the cubicle has done many things to me. 1. Coffee Drinking Machine : The evolution within my monkey cage has metamorphosed me to a Coffee Drinking Machine. Due to acute boredom inside the cage, which is devoid of any casual zoo goers and abound with zookeepers, I became a bottomless coffee drinking machine.
2. Rickety cricket : Cricket always reminds one of balls, which one usually distributes equally between your employers and other pestering mosquitoes-Like the landlady who asks for rent every month. But a rickety cricket is what my colleagues and I are during the office lunch break. Together we make such soothing noises, which can put any naked cricket to utter disgrace (shame).
Most of the noises in our Jugalbandi revolves around the latest HR initiatives for improving the employee morale-like asking you to hop from your chair to printer like a lame penguin in Antarctica winter (that should be fun, though I have never seen one)-. 3. Praying Mantis : Those times we are not crickets during the lunch breaks, we become Praying Mantises which dissolve into its natural habitat watch and admire other superior creatures of evolution. (After reading the below trivia I couldn’t help wondering about my choice of animals ”The male praying mantis cannot copulate while its head is attached to its body. The female initiates sex by ripping the male's head off’, BHhaaaMMM!!! ) 4. Animal Rights Activist : After my attack on all the above said animals I couldn’t help putting myself in the shoes of this particular animal. For your understanding I am also an avid nature lover. And I like them fried with a few drops of lemon and some fresh onions sprinkled on top. 
