Old wine new bottle

I have joined Uzanto. It’s into usability consulting, and has two other sites, Mindcanvas and Slideshare. Mindcanvas does customer surveys through game like methods and slideshare is for sharing slides. My work here would be as an Interaction Developer. Which is kind of a new idea, as it lies in between a designer and a developer.

And the company is based in Delhi, so bye bye mumbai. Everything happened so fast that here I am with just one jodi of clothing and no chances of getting to mumbai for my stuff before 15th jan.

And my number has changed, now it is 9910829201.

And everything happened so fast that kisi ko bhi mumbai chhodne ke bare mein bata nahi paya.

And btw, i, vinod and vishal had an awesome weekend. We went to Kangra valley, namely to Kangra, palampur, dharamshala and mcleodganj. The pics will soon be here(flickr).

Stolen phone and fried hard disk

Electronically the start seems bad. The only two pieces of hardware on me, my phone which somebody flicked and my usb hard disk which a army dude fried.

Agra is one mad place. A friend tells me their used to be a hospital for the senile here. Consider these, the rear view mirrors of all bikes folded inwards like hands in namaste. A gazillion types of jugad vehicles, with tullu pumps and scooter engines. ALong with ghoda gadis and bullock carts. They can manage to jam the traffice in perfectly good roads. When traffic gets jammed people jump their bikes upon the sidewalks, and which a moment later gets jammed too. So all in all after prateek’s marriage I had only some time in Agra and I couldnt see the Taj.

The marriage though not my first north indian marriage was the first in which i like ‘participated’. Though standing on the sides and looking on, on dancing girls, and other such rituals. Still it was fun. Only it was a little bit lonely, as i was the only outsider in between cousins and their families. And meanwhile i grew a little careless, and my phone got stolen. Prateek’s family did try to find it, checking the servants and so on, but it couldn’t be found.

More of prateek’s friends arrived on the marriage night and we did some baraati naach.
Overall it was a great experience. I felt i was living inside the movie monsoon wedding, though the drama was less.

So here i am in delhi, since. I went to gully parathe vali, chandni chowk, qutb minaar. And red fort. At its entrance there is an Xray scanning device. I had my hard disk in my bag. Fortunately i remembered about it. I took it out and showed it to one army guy and told him to check it personally as it would be damaged by xray. He was looking at it from all sides, while another army vala took my bag and began examining it. For a second while i was giving my bag to that guy the first guy put my hard disk into the xray machine. Idiocy even has limits, he could have told me that either xray or leave or anything of that sort. I was pretty sure it was gone. And indeed when i checked after reaching home it sure was not detected.
Anyways spilt milk, why cry.

And i have realized ,” mobile hard disk is not good for archiving stuff. “