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Till many years back when I used to travel to my parents (from my grandparents or from parents to grandparents) we would get to see a few peacocks on the way when bus would pass from around Patiala. That was the only place I ever saw peacock in real life, and it was almost an annual affair. However, I have not seen them in last few years. Either they are shifted, or wiped off in the wave of extinction. The two-second snapshot of watching a real peacock (sometimes in bloom) was a joy.
It was almost during those years that one of my uncles happened to visit Mumbai. I lived in a small town and anybody going to Mumbai would become talk of the neighbourhood. He told me that he got to see Asrani (a famous comedian and character actor of yesteryears) there. Kids including me wondered for many days, “God, you saw a film actor? How did he look like?” That was the time (age?) before internet or KBC, and to see an actor in real life was a privilege for the few.
Today, my BSNL phone rang and a male voice (coarse though it was) was from BSNL. An engineer expressed his interest to visit my office (after my 10th complaint and 2 emails to their nodal officers, over last 8 days). In last 28 months of using this connection, I have registered similar complaint at least 60 times and an engineer has visited only twice. My fingers are crossed today, I may get to see the peacock today. Or Asrani?
The Baton was Passed
[Vinish writes]: 3 copies of certificate are attached with please.
[He suggests]: We do not begin a sentence with a numeric figure. If it is required, write it in words as “Three copies of certificate are attached with please”.
[Vinish writes]: “Dear/Respected Sir” for formal communication to Indian national newspaper The Tribune.
[He suggests]: Sometimes, we should do away with the adjectives. “Sir” should be fine.
Just as a paracetamol or juice helps me recover when I am not well, his instructions helped me recover as a professional. I fumbled and recovered. Sometimes an extra run was conceded but the effort was worth it. These lessons are part of the writer in me now.
He had great eye for attention to detail, and was very particular about drafting letters and documentation where every comma would make sense. I typed so many affidavits, agreements, applications (to local telecom office, banks, and attorneys) that using commas and full-stops were internalized.
As if he was a technical writer.
As if the baton was passed somewhere.
[For readers]: Language use can be tricky as two individuals may differ on using a comma, colon or on sentence structure. So, if you notice an issue in this post, do not assume that I learnt it from Him.
There was always some pride at the corner of his eyes; he knew his world very well. He knew that he could not even iron his shirt or change the punctured tyre of his car/scooter but he knew that he was very good in writing. He felt good about his strengths and did not feel bad about his weaknesses. He was happy with his limitations. His eyes did not have any space for regret though he had complaints (like many of us have).
The Poetic Self. Sublime.
And there was a philosophical self in him as well, beyond all his limitations and complaints. Like many writers, he appreciated art and Hindi poetry. I remember how well he used to recite the following.
“ek shahenshah ne daulat ka sahara lekar,
hum garibon ki mohabbat ka udaya hai mazaak
meri mehboob meri mehboob,
meri mehboob kahin aur mila kar mujhse”
[The man asks his beloved to choose a place other than the Tajmahal to meet him. The grandeur of the structure mocks the common man’s love, which cannot be expressed so beautifully even when the emotions are pure]
“Boo-e-gul, nala-e-dil, dood-e-chiragh-e-mahfil, Jo teri bazm se nikla, pareeshaa’n nikia”
Hindi (Simplified version): Phool ki khushbu, dil ki aah aur chiraag ka dhuwaan…. in mein se jo bhi teri mehfil se nikla, bikhra hua aur pareshaan hi nikla.”
English version: The fragrance of a flower, the sigh from a heart, or the flames of a lamp…. Any of these is disappointed to leave your (gracious lady’s) company.
“Rabb firda si dhaney de chubare, ohne kehra kachhh payi si…!!”
[God was wandering in the house of Dhaney (a common man) who was so poor to even afford to buy a trouser/short. It meant that God is everywhere even if with poorest, and not necessarily with rich people.]
These were not poetry sessions per se; only once in 2-3 years. Just as a passer-by says to another when they cross each other at North Corner.
The baton was passed. Somewhere.
The Relay was passed with:
- On envelops used for postal mails, the address should always be in caps.
- Completing (filling details in) a form manually should be in all caps, and well-legible.
- I should read The Tribune. I fell in love with it.
- For many years, I read Competition Master (A journal for competitive exams).
- Dalton’s atmoic theory was my first science lesson that I learnt in English. (studied science in native language till VIII standard). I still remember the basic postulates of Dalton’s atomic theory that he made me learn and understand in 1989 (22 years back).
- Any cheque that goes in a drop-box in bank should have my phone number on its back side, in caps.
- For any cheque given to an individual or to a bank, I should have its photo copy with me, for reference.
The White Space
The baton was never manually handed over to me, nor the poems were recited (and appreciated, clapped, admired) in sessions. It all appeared like a white space on an agreement. You see white space, like space between two words or two paragraphs, or in page margins.
But spacebar is the longest key on any keyboard.
PS: For the complete series, please see: https://vinishgrg.wordpress.com/memoirs/. Thank you.
A glimpse of my FB Year 2010 (Two shots from 2009 as well.) Thanks who all those in the community for likes and comments, for making it fun, memorable, for giving me food for thought, for all the energy, for throwing the challenge to be creative, and for everything.
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When I look outside my office window and look at sun, I cannot figure out if it rose in the East today. But this is obviously obvious. It only means that certain acts, instances, happenings, are too obvious.
- I got up and got ready for office, subconsciously thinking of the tasks at hand.
- Too much of background noise at home 😦 [Yes, sun rises in the east!]
- Shared a smile with my wife before I left for office
- Meeting with fellow tech writer, instructions, checklist
- And texts
- And facebook 🙂
Midway in the *documented* schedule, I looked at sun and wondered “You are so particular about East in the morning”. No answer. Just a smile.
- A cup of tea with some cookies
- Salad and lunch
- Document review/upload and checklist
- Instructions and Email
Suddenly it was cloudy outside. I wondered if a *friend* wanted to have coffee with me! Yes, we had a chat to schedule it; it did not happen. Nope. It was sunny again.
- Packup for home
- Walk/Run for a mile
- TV with the *remote* and its *control* 🙂
- Soup/Greens and Dinner
- Some background noise again 😦 [Sun sets in the west]
Yes. Sun sets in the west! It does not adapt. It is Sun!
06 November 2010
This space https://vinishgrg.wordpress.com has been a platform where I have talked about technical writing, cricket, movies, liesure and friends, and ‘we, the people’. However, I realise that ‘technical writing’ needs its own independent space.
So, I am moving all (past) posts related to ‘Technical Writing” to a new space at: http://www.enjoytechnicalwriting.com. From now on, all ‘technical writing’ posts will be available at this new space. However, I shall continue to use *this* space for everything else.
My Wishes for a Safe Diwali 2010. Here are some pointers when you plan to use firecrackers…
- Programmers -> Use relevant comments frequently.
- QA/Testers -> Don’t try to *test* crackers.
- Writers -> Use appropriate *space*.
- UI designers -> Be cautious while using *flyers*
- Managers and supervisors -> *Timely and low pitch* instructions will work better.
- Agents (Insurance, real estate, matrimony, mortgage, recruitment) -> Avoid rockets and prefer ground crackers.
- Students -> Remember that there are no mid-term crackers.
Readers, help me add to this list. (Housewifes, painters, architects…)