According to http://littleindia.com/december2003/Made%20in%20India.htm The vast majority of manhole covers in New York City are from India!!!
A simple article on WIKI can be an interesting one... checkout the manhole cover article -> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manhole_cover
Can a race car lift a manhole cover?
CART, similar to Formula 1, race cars create so much vacuum due to their aerodynamics that they can lift a manhole cover above the ground. During races on city streets, the manhole covers must be welded down to prevent injury. In 1990, while racing in Montreal, racer Jesus Pareja's car struck a manhole cover that was lifted by the ground effect of the car he was following, causing his car to catch fire.
The first man-made object in space?
An urban legend claims that a manhole cover was accidentally launched from its shaft during an underground nuclear test in the 1950s, at great enough speed to leave the solar system. The story is based on a real incident in August 27, 1957 during the Operation Plumbbob nuclear tests, where a heavy steel plate cap was blasted off the test shaft at tremendous velocity, never to be seen again. It is not known if it actually left the atmosphere.
Eureka! a new animal that I found today!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sewer_alligator
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Today's Wikiing...Compressors and MUs
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gas_compressor
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reciprocating_compressor
One of my fav searches - Indian Trains
Didnt know that there was a engine naming convention followed!!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_locomotives
Some links on Mumbai Local Trains
Mumbai Rail Vikas Corporation, I always wondered what MRVC, YSYL etc means on the local train compartments...
http://www.railway-technical.com/muops.html
Gosh, there is so much info on the train compartment numbers etc...
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-mu.html
http://www.mrvc.indianrail.gov.in/
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-shed.html
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-pway.html#beml-tl
Time to sleep...more wiking tomorrow :-)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reciprocating_compressor
One of my fav searches - Indian Trains
Didnt know that there was a engine naming convention followed!!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_locomotives
Some links on Mumbai Local Trains
Mumbai Rail Vikas Corporation, I always wondered what MRVC, YSYL etc means on the local train compartments...
http://www.railway-technical.com/muops.html
Gosh, there is so much info on the train compartment numbers etc...
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-mu.html
http://www.mrvc.indianrail.gov.in/
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-shed.html
http://www.irfca.org/faq/faq-pway.html#beml-tl
Time to sleep...more wiking tomorrow :-)
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Burgalary in the house...
I was alone in my room and fast asleep. around 3.30 in the morning, I just woke up with a slight noise...got up and found nothing/noone around so I went to the loo. As I put on the light, I saw my trousers lying there. I was surprised since I had put those trousers behind main door before
I went to bed.Thinking how it happened, I lifted the trousers, I suddenly saw the main door opening. A guy quickly entered house, lifted my mobile and ran out.I shouted "Stop!" and ran behind him, by the time I reachd door, he was opening sliding grill in the passage. Generally that grill was hard to slide but just before diwali it had been oiled. He managed to slide it and ran down the stairs. I ran behind him, but after getting down a floor, I stumbled in the stairs...he fled away...
I came up, neighbours had got up. I had been hurt on my knee 3-4 weeks ago. That wound also had started bleeding again. I checked my trousers, my wallet was not in the one I had kept in. Thankfully bike and room keys were there. I was relieved a little. I covered the wound and went down the street to get the cops. there was a police van on the road, 4 cops sleeping inside :-)
They directed me inside the police station.Inspectors on duty were sleeping and I woke them up. I told them what had happened. They were cold as expected. They asked me to block my credit cards and phone number and come next day with mobile purchase receipt to get the complaint registered.I started walking back to home, though i was not able to walk normally, it had started paining a little.
Suddenly I heard a voice, the two cops were calling me. The cops came with me to the apartment. They checked a little and then went back.
I was little shaken. Took the trousers lying on the floor and voilla...my wallet was there but in another trouser. I checked it, money was not in it but all the credit cards were there...that was great relief. But mobile was gone for sure. I dressed up, took the mobile receipt and went back again to cops.Next 30 mins were frustrating. I tried to hold my temper like never before.Cops wanted to register a case for "missing mobile"!!!!! I did not understand how they can ask this, despite telling them a thief entered and stole the cell in front of me. I insisted that a burglary case be registered. After I insisted, they did so. But they wrote as below..."while I was sleeping, an unknown person took away my mobile my misunderstanding for his gains". I do not know what this legally means but my mind was not thinking much...They did not give me the FIR receipt and asked me to come the next day to collect the theft certificate.
I talked to neighbours and a shopowner nearby. They all pointed to one possible theif in the area. Quiet unbelieavle that police is not aware about him. They just knew how to note the IMEI number in the complaint. but way they wrote all things was horrible. I checked with doctors the next day. I had suffered a minor fracture on my leg near finger. Doctor put a big plaster on my leg and advised me not to walk for 5 weeks!
That day I couldnt sleep in the room, not even for a few mins...the fact that someone wandered in the house while I was sleeping made me go nuts thruoughout the night.
My friends came the next day. I somehow came to mumbai.
Its quiet difficult to spend time in the plaster and extremely boring too...I had asked my friend to go to cops next day and get the FIR copy. but cops talked to him as if he is the theif or as if we had made a plot, huh!!!
I wanted to raise voice against this, checked site of major newspapers and television channels..sad to say that there is no defined method to contact them as a common man. One of them had link to mail the editor but after drafting whole story realised that the submit function was never tested, got ASP error :-) They will anyways be busy chasing politicians and highprofile sportsmen/actors..
I talked to my mobile phone service provider. They were quick to block the phone number. But they said I have to talk to the manuf to block the handset using IMEI number. Manufacturer was not available 24/7. I called them between their working hours but they plainly told me that in India no one has software to track the handset using IMEI number or block it!
What a system! Thieves enter others house without fear, and steal things, cops sleep on duty and harrass people blatatenly, media is not ready to help easily....
This insensitive attitude of people pisses me off instantly. As long as they are around, there is no hope for this country!
Sigh
I went to bed.Thinking how it happened, I lifted the trousers, I suddenly saw the main door opening. A guy quickly entered house, lifted my mobile and ran out.I shouted "Stop!" and ran behind him, by the time I reachd door, he was opening sliding grill in the passage. Generally that grill was hard to slide but just before diwali it had been oiled. He managed to slide it and ran down the stairs. I ran behind him, but after getting down a floor, I stumbled in the stairs...he fled away...
I came up, neighbours had got up. I had been hurt on my knee 3-4 weeks ago. That wound also had started bleeding again. I checked my trousers, my wallet was not in the one I had kept in. Thankfully bike and room keys were there. I was relieved a little. I covered the wound and went down the street to get the cops. there was a police van on the road, 4 cops sleeping inside :-)
They directed me inside the police station.Inspectors on duty were sleeping and I woke them up. I told them what had happened. They were cold as expected. They asked me to block my credit cards and phone number and come next day with mobile purchase receipt to get the complaint registered.I started walking back to home, though i was not able to walk normally, it had started paining a little.
Suddenly I heard a voice, the two cops were calling me. The cops came with me to the apartment. They checked a little and then went back.
I was little shaken. Took the trousers lying on the floor and voilla...my wallet was there but in another trouser. I checked it, money was not in it but all the credit cards were there...that was great relief. But mobile was gone for sure. I dressed up, took the mobile receipt and went back again to cops.Next 30 mins were frustrating. I tried to hold my temper like never before.Cops wanted to register a case for "missing mobile"!!!!! I did not understand how they can ask this, despite telling them a thief entered and stole the cell in front of me. I insisted that a burglary case be registered. After I insisted, they did so. But they wrote as below..."while I was sleeping, an unknown person took away my mobile my misunderstanding for his gains". I do not know what this legally means but my mind was not thinking much...They did not give me the FIR receipt and asked me to come the next day to collect the theft certificate.
I talked to neighbours and a shopowner nearby. They all pointed to one possible theif in the area. Quiet unbelieavle that police is not aware about him. They just knew how to note the IMEI number in the complaint. but way they wrote all things was horrible. I checked with doctors the next day. I had suffered a minor fracture on my leg near finger. Doctor put a big plaster on my leg and advised me not to walk for 5 weeks!
That day I couldnt sleep in the room, not even for a few mins...the fact that someone wandered in the house while I was sleeping made me go nuts thruoughout the night.
My friends came the next day. I somehow came to mumbai.
Its quiet difficult to spend time in the plaster and extremely boring too...I had asked my friend to go to cops next day and get the FIR copy. but cops talked to him as if he is the theif or as if we had made a plot, huh!!!
I wanted to raise voice against this, checked site of major newspapers and television channels..sad to say that there is no defined method to contact them as a common man. One of them had link to mail the editor but after drafting whole story realised that the submit function was never tested, got ASP error :-) They will anyways be busy chasing politicians and highprofile sportsmen/actors..
I talked to my mobile phone service provider. They were quick to block the phone number. But they said I have to talk to the manuf to block the handset using IMEI number. Manufacturer was not available 24/7. I called them between their working hours but they plainly told me that in India no one has software to track the handset using IMEI number or block it!
What a system! Thieves enter others house without fear, and steal things, cops sleep on duty and harrass people blatatenly, media is not ready to help easily....
This insensitive attitude of people pisses me off instantly. As long as they are around, there is no hope for this country!
Sigh
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Wiking around - Goiânia accident...
Todays websurfing encountered an interesting Wiki article on radioactive disaster - Goiânia accident...
here are the links of the event and related information, alongwith other Wiki Branches I traversed through this
Goiânia accident - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goi%C3%A2nia_accident
Thimble - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thimble (This article led to another interesting reading - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostitution. Read it and you will be enlightened about how it happens worldwide)
Becquerel - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Becquerel
Scintillation counter - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scintillation_counter
Prussian Blue - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prussian_blue
Cyanides - Marana ai to isse :-))
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyanide
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hydrogen_cyanide
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potassium_cyanide
here are the links of the event and related information, alongwith other Wiki Branches I traversed through this
Goiânia accident - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Goi%C3%A2nia_accident
Thimble - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thimble (This article led to another interesting reading - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prostitution. Read it and you will be enlightened about how it happens worldwide)
Becquerel - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Becquerel
Scintillation counter - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Scintillation_counter
Prussian Blue - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prussian_blue
Cyanides - Marana ai to isse :-))
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cyanide
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hydrogen_cyanide
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Potassium_cyanide
Thursday, September 07, 2006
on VOLVO and Sukhoi
I am a fan of machines, especially once which are loaded and bring a revolution.. :-)
Now I travel from Pune (city where I work) to Mumbai/Thane (hometown) on weekends. Both cities are close, almost 3 hrs by road.
This intercity travel has been revolutionised by swedish manufacturer VOLVO ever since it introduced its B7R here.
The comfort levels and technology behind it is worth noting. This bus gave India a luxarious semi-sleeper interior, combined with noise free and isolated from road experience. Its powerful rear engine is quiet silent appearing form outside. The bus often gives surprises as it passes by you without making much noise.
I often choose the seat near driver so that I can see the mean beast being operated at ease. It seems like driving a small car. The bus seems so quick and obidient!
As a passanger, almost all the buses feature a DVD system with good sound. The bus gives good legroom for a tallboy like me and once you sit-back and relax in the semi sleeper mode, aah! you will hardly go ahead without sleep. Full air-suspension takes care of uneven roads and doesnt let potholes bother you much!
Check the B7R Specifications and you might also fall in love with it as I did...
Another machine I see nowdays is Sukhoi!
I stay near the Air force base of Pune. Throughout the day, I can see the Sukhois flying with loud noise...Take offs are swift...real swift...
And at night when they fly, you can see the blue exhaust flames...they turn off after aircraft reches some altitude. So may be its something like a afterburner used to give additional power during takeoff.
It would be amazing to fly this one too...On my motorcycle it feels god when i reach 120kmph, imagine flying at mach speeds!!!!!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sukhoi_Su-27
http://vayu-sena.tripod.com/interview-pugachev.html
Fighter manoeuvers
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_combat_manoeuvering
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Split_S
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scissors
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Immelmann_turn
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spin_%28flight%29
Now I travel from Pune (city where I work) to Mumbai/Thane (hometown) on weekends. Both cities are close, almost 3 hrs by road.
This intercity travel has been revolutionised by swedish manufacturer VOLVO ever since it introduced its B7R here.
The comfort levels and technology behind it is worth noting. This bus gave India a luxarious semi-sleeper interior, combined with noise free and isolated from road experience. Its powerful rear engine is quiet silent appearing form outside. The bus often gives surprises as it passes by you without making much noise.
I often choose the seat near driver so that I can see the mean beast being operated at ease. It seems like driving a small car. The bus seems so quick and obidient!
As a passanger, almost all the buses feature a DVD system with good sound. The bus gives good legroom for a tallboy like me and once you sit-back and relax in the semi sleeper mode, aah! you will hardly go ahead without sleep. Full air-suspension takes care of uneven roads and doesnt let potholes bother you much!
Check the B7R Specifications and you might also fall in love with it as I did...
Another machine I see nowdays is Sukhoi!
I stay near the Air force base of Pune. Throughout the day, I can see the Sukhois flying with loud noise...Take offs are swift...real swift...
And at night when they fly, you can see the blue exhaust flames...they turn off after aircraft reches some altitude. So may be its something like a afterburner used to give additional power during takeoff.
It would be amazing to fly this one too...On my motorcycle it feels god when i reach 120kmph, imagine flying at mach speeds!!!!!!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sukhoi_Su-27
http://vayu-sena.tripod.com/interview-pugachev.html
Fighter manoeuvers
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_combat_manoeuvering
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Split_S
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Scissors
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Immelmann_turn
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spin_%28flight%29
Monday, August 28, 2006
Hope!
Someone sent me this link on Orkut today - http://sonic200.com/others/tuongphan.htm
I usually dont open the links but today I did...The link shows a picture comparision from a well to do foreign country about happy people. Other side of pictures show people suffering from malnutrition, lack of education, money etc...
You might have seen picture of earth taken from spaceship. Earth seems so serene, beautiful. Those who have been lucky to go in space and actually see that are so much blessed.
But as we try to zoom in to the real life on earth, life that we live in, things start to get murkier and thoughts crop up sooner than you can say "Kiran"!
Each individual on this earth lives a life, life thats unique for him/her. Each has a different perspective and definition of things around.
As the link shows, everyone has different concerns, issues. You may be cursing your ISP for being very slow today. At the same time, somewhere on the earth, might be struggling to get a lamp of oil lit. Your laptop may seem outdated recently and for someone getting hands on to a calculator seems thrilling. You go to a shop and spend hours for that nice skirt, but someone will be standing in the midst of dessert, pale with thirst! You might be in dilemma about which car to buy, and a farmer in a city next to you is attempting to plough the fields himself. You may be wondering why you got less marks in exam and someone might be running to save life from a missile from air strike....You see a city skyline full of tall buildings and at the same time each building has slums and homeless walking around...Newpaper is full of page 3 party picures and news about people dying due to poisonous country liquor.....its just endless.
There is huge difference between people on economic, social and all other front of life. Each person lives a different lifestyle. Yet, people of different lifestyle coexist so well in this world! Its amazing to see how life goes on for different people around the globe...
Sometimes I think can money be distributed equal and bring all on same page? But then I realise its not just money, equal distribution is not solution. Then what can be done?
Money is not problem and its not solution too...Its life that has to go on despite everything...its our fate that we have to go through. When fate comes in, you cant accept everything you have and keep cribbing. Hope is life and thats the weapon to use against fate. Despite the diversity, hope is the only thing that supports the earth. Everyone has hope to see a better tomorrow...
And today I salute that hope. Hope the hope stays strong and when each sould awakens tomorrow, pray him/her a better day than it was yesterday. Amen!
I usually dont open the links but today I did...The link shows a picture comparision from a well to do foreign country about happy people. Other side of pictures show people suffering from malnutrition, lack of education, money etc...
You might have seen picture of earth taken from spaceship. Earth seems so serene, beautiful. Those who have been lucky to go in space and actually see that are so much blessed.
But as we try to zoom in to the real life on earth, life that we live in, things start to get murkier and thoughts crop up sooner than you can say "Kiran"!
Each individual on this earth lives a life, life thats unique for him/her. Each has a different perspective and definition of things around.
As the link shows, everyone has different concerns, issues. You may be cursing your ISP for being very slow today. At the same time, somewhere on the earth, might be struggling to get a lamp of oil lit. Your laptop may seem outdated recently and for someone getting hands on to a calculator seems thrilling. You go to a shop and spend hours for that nice skirt, but someone will be standing in the midst of dessert, pale with thirst! You might be in dilemma about which car to buy, and a farmer in a city next to you is attempting to plough the fields himself. You may be wondering why you got less marks in exam and someone might be running to save life from a missile from air strike....You see a city skyline full of tall buildings and at the same time each building has slums and homeless walking around...Newpaper is full of page 3 party picures and news about people dying due to poisonous country liquor.....its just endless.
There is huge difference between people on economic, social and all other front of life. Each person lives a different lifestyle. Yet, people of different lifestyle coexist so well in this world! Its amazing to see how life goes on for different people around the globe...
Sometimes I think can money be distributed equal and bring all on same page? But then I realise its not just money, equal distribution is not solution. Then what can be done?
Money is not problem and its not solution too...Its life that has to go on despite everything...its our fate that we have to go through. When fate comes in, you cant accept everything you have and keep cribbing. Hope is life and thats the weapon to use against fate. Despite the diversity, hope is the only thing that supports the earth. Everyone has hope to see a better tomorrow...
And today I salute that hope. Hope the hope stays strong and when each sould awakens tomorrow, pray him/her a better day than it was yesterday. Amen!
An evening at the ATM
Two days ago, it was usual rainy evening in Pune. I was standing outside the ATM and waiting for my apartment broker to come.
A man came and parked his motorcycle. He was wearing a typical "Safari", carrying a mobile phone in pocket with strap around neck. The middle-aged man looked worried rather a little suspcious to me. He came over and asked about the security guard. Since I had seen him going away (maybe for a leak), I told him that he is around and will return.
The man seemed to get more anxious. He started to look around with anxity. And with his every move I was getting more suspicious about his motives. I thought that he wants to withdraw good amount of cash and wats security to guard him.
Then the guard from next shop came over. The man look relieved and approached him.
"tum idhar ka guard hai kya?" (Are you the guard over here) he asked. He removed a ATM card from his pocket and asked him "yeh paisa nikal ke do" (Help me withdraw money).
Then I realised that man needs assistance at ATM. The guard who had come over just walked back to his place. The man seemed helpless now.
I could make out that he was a native Marathi fella. I went over and asked "Tumhala yacha number mahit aahe ka?" (Do you know the PIN number?)
With the usual unsaid law of interaction in Mumbai/Pune he answered me in Hindi - "Ha number pata hai. mere ko paisa nikalana hai...aap nikalenge kya?" (Yes I know it, I want to withdraw money, can you help?)
I took him inside, put the card inside and started the transaction. He wanted to check the balance first. He had not more than INR 2147 there. He asked me to withdraw 2100 for him. I did so and told him to collect cash once it comes. As I was about to turn back and leave, he said..."thamba, jara te card pan kadhun dya na!" (Wait, please help me take out the card also!)
I waited for that and then came out. The man was still inside. He counted the cash carefully, put it in an envelope and put the envelope inside his shirt. I was amused by all this by now. He seemed to really withdraw a huge sum from the ATM.
The man came out and he saw me still standing. He had a feeling of getting his work done and a feeling of obligation towards me. He called me "Thank you Saheb!" (Thank you sir) though I was probably as young as his son. He offered me a cold drink. He insisted a little more for a min. Finally I put my hand on his shoulder and said that its nothing much that I did. He again said thank you sir, and went away happily.
As he was counting the sum inside. I started thinking about all this over again. There was a time in life where not only 2000, but 20 to spend looked real big amount for me. And this does not date back very long, till I finished graduation, the story remained same for me on money front. I remembered the days when my mother used to give me exact bus fare for whole month (INR 200) and then 100 more for me to spend in case of emergency.
I remembered the 15 mins walk taken to catch the bus and same back home, just to save INR 2 a day. That saving helped me spend at the scrap-vendor and buy old computer magazines or an occassional snacks at the cafeteria.
Things have changed since I started earning. Except after the first salary, I dont remember time when I checked balance before withdrawing money. Well, doesnt mean that I got a tree of money to shake whenever I needed but I had enough always. I hardly travel by public transport now. Infact I have not yet boarded bus in Thane and Pune where I live now!
Another thing was the ATM itself. Technology has advanced so much and made life more simpler at times for people. Earlier people never thought of going to a bank at 7 pm in the evening. When you did go to the bank, you had to fill in withdrawl slip, get token, stand in queue and all those things.
This man reminded me of the past. Infact most incident in daily routine, take me back to past and make me wonder about the life in those good old days!
This man had just did that :-) In a flash he had taken me back in past. I came back to present and just smiled at myself.
Time changes so fast!!!
A man came and parked his motorcycle. He was wearing a typical "Safari", carrying a mobile phone in pocket with strap around neck. The middle-aged man looked worried rather a little suspcious to me. He came over and asked about the security guard. Since I had seen him going away (maybe for a leak), I told him that he is around and will return.
The man seemed to get more anxious. He started to look around with anxity. And with his every move I was getting more suspicious about his motives. I thought that he wants to withdraw good amount of cash and wats security to guard him.
Then the guard from next shop came over. The man look relieved and approached him.
"tum idhar ka guard hai kya?" (Are you the guard over here) he asked. He removed a ATM card from his pocket and asked him "yeh paisa nikal ke do" (Help me withdraw money).
Then I realised that man needs assistance at ATM. The guard who had come over just walked back to his place. The man seemed helpless now.
I could make out that he was a native Marathi fella. I went over and asked "Tumhala yacha number mahit aahe ka?" (Do you know the PIN number?)
With the usual unsaid law of interaction in Mumbai/Pune he answered me in Hindi - "Ha number pata hai. mere ko paisa nikalana hai...aap nikalenge kya?" (Yes I know it, I want to withdraw money, can you help?)
I took him inside, put the card inside and started the transaction. He wanted to check the balance first. He had not more than INR 2147 there. He asked me to withdraw 2100 for him. I did so and told him to collect cash once it comes. As I was about to turn back and leave, he said..."thamba, jara te card pan kadhun dya na!" (Wait, please help me take out the card also!)
I waited for that and then came out. The man was still inside. He counted the cash carefully, put it in an envelope and put the envelope inside his shirt. I was amused by all this by now. He seemed to really withdraw a huge sum from the ATM.
The man came out and he saw me still standing. He had a feeling of getting his work done and a feeling of obligation towards me. He called me "Thank you Saheb!" (Thank you sir) though I was probably as young as his son. He offered me a cold drink. He insisted a little more for a min. Finally I put my hand on his shoulder and said that its nothing much that I did. He again said thank you sir, and went away happily.
As he was counting the sum inside. I started thinking about all this over again. There was a time in life where not only 2000, but 20 to spend looked real big amount for me. And this does not date back very long, till I finished graduation, the story remained same for me on money front. I remembered the days when my mother used to give me exact bus fare for whole month (INR 200) and then 100 more for me to spend in case of emergency.
I remembered the 15 mins walk taken to catch the bus and same back home, just to save INR 2 a day. That saving helped me spend at the scrap-vendor and buy old computer magazines or an occassional snacks at the cafeteria.
Things have changed since I started earning. Except after the first salary, I dont remember time when I checked balance before withdrawing money. Well, doesnt mean that I got a tree of money to shake whenever I needed but I had enough always. I hardly travel by public transport now. Infact I have not yet boarded bus in Thane and Pune where I live now!
Another thing was the ATM itself. Technology has advanced so much and made life more simpler at times for people. Earlier people never thought of going to a bank at 7 pm in the evening. When you did go to the bank, you had to fill in withdrawl slip, get token, stand in queue and all those things.
This man reminded me of the past. Infact most incident in daily routine, take me back to past and make me wonder about the life in those good old days!
This man had just did that :-) In a flash he had taken me back in past. I came back to present and just smiled at myself.
Time changes so fast!!!
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