Goodness save me now!
Few days back, I was browsing through Prashant Miranda's works from his Facebook page. Before that, I did a poem for Jesna. This was done as a fun activity. My weird brain made me to think of sending it to her, on the Facebook chat (I was sitting infront of Facebook). I generally don't do that from Facebook since I'm not too regular on Facebook. Such a foolish idea it turned out to be. And I pasted the entire stuff onto Prashant Miranda's chat window!!! Luckily it carried no nonsense. But still... I apologized him but do not know what to do now. I'm scared, what would he think? Anyways, since the probability of meeting him ever in this lifetime is going to be almost null, I'm relieved.
Anyways, I said a temporary goodbye to Facebook after this incident, partially also because of my schedule and tensions.
And so, taking a break from Facebook for a few months. Let the PhD work progress to some extend and then can be back there. Till then, blogs, poems, and PhD work!
I'm recollecting some other such incidents done by me in the past.
1. This incident happened during my graduations days. The nearest railway station for us was Tirur then. Once I was returning from my home to the college. I went to the railway station ticket issue counter and asked,
"One ticket to Tirur."
"I can issue ticket for you to any railway station in India from here, except Tirur." The person at the ticket counter replied. I started to think when and why Indian railway policies were changed. I then asked him politely,
"Why Sir?"
"Kutty, we are not allowed to issue tickets from Tirur to Tirur, from this counter." He replies even more politely.
Ah, so that is the case! I'm into laughter and he smiles.
2. Once I sent a mail to my co-PhD friend, detailing about some discussions that happened on one of the common topic that we both are working on. I made my writing in a very funny way. And this mail was sent to my professor instead of my friend. Luckily, the sarcasm was only on the topic and some related papers and did not carry anything about the professor. I understood my blunder, when I received a reply mail from my professor, appreciating my writing skills (he was very happy to see my skills and appreciates me for this even now). And my feeling when i read his mail...
Few days back, I was browsing through Prashant Miranda's works from his Facebook page. Before that, I did a poem for Jesna. This was done as a fun activity. My weird brain made me to think of sending it to her, on the Facebook chat (I was sitting infront of Facebook). I generally don't do that from Facebook since I'm not too regular on Facebook. Such a foolish idea it turned out to be. And I pasted the entire stuff onto Prashant Miranda's chat window!!! Luckily it carried no nonsense. But still... I apologized him but do not know what to do now. I'm scared, what would he think? Anyways, since the probability of meeting him ever in this lifetime is going to be almost null, I'm relieved.
Anyways, I said a temporary goodbye to Facebook after this incident, partially also because of my schedule and tensions.
And so, taking a break from Facebook for a few months. Let the PhD work progress to some extend and then can be back there. Till then, blogs, poems, and PhD work!
I'm recollecting some other such incidents done by me in the past.
1. This incident happened during my graduations days. The nearest railway station for us was Tirur then. Once I was returning from my home to the college. I went to the railway station ticket issue counter and asked,
"One ticket to Tirur."
"I can issue ticket for you to any railway station in India from here, except Tirur." The person at the ticket counter replied. I started to think when and why Indian railway policies were changed. I then asked him politely,
"Why Sir?"
"Kutty, we are not allowed to issue tickets from Tirur to Tirur, from this counter." He replies even more politely.
Ah, so that is the case! I'm into laughter and he smiles.
2. Once I sent a mail to my co-PhD friend, detailing about some discussions that happened on one of the common topic that we both are working on. I made my writing in a very funny way. And this mail was sent to my professor instead of my friend. Luckily, the sarcasm was only on the topic and some related papers and did not carry anything about the professor. I understood my blunder, when I received a reply mail from my professor, appreciating my writing skills (he was very happy to see my skills and appreciates me for this even now). And my feeling when i read his mail...
But, but, I'm not alone in the boat. I have a friend, who in the middle of an examination stood up and asked loudly to the teacher, if answer to "question X" should only be written as "Y" or a full explanation on "Y" is needed. Since, in reality the answer for "question X" was "Y", the teacher ended up removing that entire question from the question paper for all the divisions. Tell me, ain't I better than this friend of mine?
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