I'm a Goan woman, working in Mumbai as the founder of a studio called Totem Creative. I try to make the world happier, safer and more meaningful. I believe education, knowledge and awareness, art, writing and creating Social Impact are my means to achieve that end.



Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Attention

If you have a function/party at your home and if there is excess food
available at the end, don't hesitate to call 1098 (only in India) -
child helpline. They will come and collect the food. Please circulate
this message which can help feed many children. PLEASE, DON'T BREAK
THIS CHAIN, "Helping hands are better than Praying Lips"

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Fast Food Renaissance‏

After a short visit to the united States, Michelangelo's David returns to Italy..


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Night Classes

At a building site, two blue collar workers, Jack and Ray were chatting.

Jack: Ray, I've been attending night classes for five months now and I have an exam next week.

Ray: Oh…well, how's that going for you?

Jack: Great! I'm learning all this cool stuff! For example, do you know who Graham Bell is?

Ray: No.

Jack: He invented the telephone in 1876. If you took night classes you'd know that.

Ray: Oh…that's pretty cool I guess.


The next day, Jack hailed Ray at the site again.

Jack: Hey Ray, do you know who Alexander Dumas is?

Ray: No.

Jack: He's the author of 'The Three Musketeers'. You know, if you took night classes like me, you'd know that.

Ray frowned in annoyance but said nothing.


The next day, Jack came up to Ray again.

Jack: Hey Ray! Do you know who Jean Jacques Rousseau is?

Ray: No!

Jack: He's the author of 'Confessions'. If you took those night classes, you'd know that.

Ray had had enough. He straightened up and turned to Jack.

Ray: Hey Jack! Do you know who Danny Barton is?
Jack: No.

Ray: He's the guy screwing your wife. If you didn't take those night classes, you'd know that.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Communication Gap

A judge was interviewing a woman regarding her pending divorce, and asked, "What are the grounds for your divorce?"

She replied, "About four acres and a nice little home in the middle of the property with a stream running by."

"No," he said, "I mean what is the foundation of this case?"
"It is made of concrete, brick and mortar," she responded.
"I mean," he continued, "What are your relations like?"
"I have an aunt and uncle living here in town, and so do my husband's parents."
He said, "Do you have a real grudge?"
"No," she replied, "We have a two-car carport and have never really needed one."
"Please," he tried again, "is there any infidelity in your marriage?"
"Yes, both my son and daughter have stereo sets. We don't necessarily like the music, but the answer to your questions is yes."
"Ma'am, does your husband ever beat you up?"
"Yes," she responded, "about twice a week he gets up earlier than I do."
Finally, in frustration, the judge asked, "Lady, why do you want a divorce?"

"Oh, I don't want a divorce," she replied. "I've never wanted a divorce. My husband does. He said he can't communicate with me."

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Priest VS Pilot

A priest dies and is waiting in line at the Pearly Gates. Ahead of him is a guy dressed in goggles, a loud t-shirt, mud- spattered jeans and a daring attitude.

Saint Peter addresses the cool guy, 'Who are you, so that I may know whether or not to admit you into the Kingdom of Heaven? '
The guy replies, 'I'm Desai, retired Indian Airlines Pilot from New Delhi'.

Saint Peter consults his list. He smiles and says to the pilot, 'Take this silken robe and golden staff and enter the Kingdom.'

The pilot enters heaven with his robe and staff.

Next, it's the priest's turn. He stands erect and booms out, 'I am Father Bob, pastor of Saint Mary's in Pasadena, California, for the last 43 years.'

Saint Peter consults his list. He says to the priest, ' OK, take this cotton robe and wooden staff and enter the Kingdom.'
'Just a minute,' says the good father. 'That man was a pilot and he gets a silken robe and golden staff, and I get only cotton and wood? How can this be?'

'Up here, we go by results,' says Saint Peter. 'When you preached, people slept. When he flew, people prayed'.

Pfizer Announcement

Pfizer Announcement

Pfizer Corp. announced today that Viagra will soon be available in liquid form, and will be marketed by Pepsi Cola as a power beverage suitable for use as a mixer. Obviously we can no longer call this a soft drink, and it gives new meaning to the names 'cocktails' and 'highballs'. It will now be possible for a man to literally pour himself a stiff one. Pepsi will market the new concoction by the name of 'Mount 'n Do'.
There is more money being spent on breast implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer's research. This means that by 2040, there should be a large elderly population with perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no recollection of what to do with them.

How To Save a Wet Phone

1. Get it out of the water as soon as possible. The plastic covers on cell phones are fairly tight, but water can enter the phone in a short period of time, perhaps only 20 seconds or less. So grab your phone quickly! If you can't get to it in time, your best bet is to remove the battery while it is still under water. Water helps dissipate heat from shorts that can damage the phone, so most damage occurs when the inside of the phone is merely wet and there is a power source.

2. Remove the battery. This is one of the most important steps. Don't take time to think about it; electricity and water do not mix. Cutting power to your phone is a crucial first step in saving it. Many circuits inside the phone will survive immersion in water provided they are not attached to a power source when wet.

3. If you have a GSM carrier, remove your SIM card. Some or all of your valuable contacts (along with other data) could be stored on your SIM. To some people this could be more worth saving than the phone itself. SIM cards survive water damage well, but some of the following steps are unnecessary i.e. don't heat it. Just pat it dry and leave it aside until you need to connect your phone to your cellular network. (This step does not apply to CDMA carriers such as Verizon, Alltel, US Cellular, Sprint, etc.)

4. Dry your phone. Obviously you need to remove as much of the water as soon as possible, so you can save it from getting into the phone. Shake it out without dropping it, then use a towel or paper towel to gently remove as much of the remaining water as possible. Dry the excess moisture by hand.

5. Remove any covers and external connectors to open up as many gaps, slots, and crevices in the phone as possible.

6. Use a vacuum if possible. Do not use a hair dryer (even on a "cool" mode) to dry out the phone, as this may force moisture further into the small components, deep inside the phone. If moisture is driven deeper inside, corrosion and oxidation may result when minerals from liquids are deposited on the circuitry. Using a hairdryer might be a temporary fix, but this will eventually cause component failure inside the phone. Instead, remove all residual moisture by drawing it away with a vacuum cleaner held over the affected areas for up to 20 minutes in each accessible area. This is the fastest method and can completely dry out your phone and get it working in thirty minutes. Be careful not to hold the vacuum too close to the phone, as a vacuum can create static electricity, which is even worse.

7. Use a substance with a high affinity for water to help draw out moisture. Leave the phone in a bowl or bag of uncooked rice overnight. The rice would absorb any remaining moisture. If available, it is preferable to use desiccant instead. Desiccant will absorb moisture better than rice. It may be found under a brand name such as "Damp Rid" or "Dry Right".

8. Let the phone sit on absorbent towels, napkin, or other paper. Remember that the goal is to evacuate all the moisture and humidity, not to trap it or add even more. Check the absorbent material every hour for 4 to 6 hours. If moisture is evident, repeat the vacuuming step and desiccant steps.

9. Test your phone. After you have waited a day or so, make sure everything is clean and dry looking and re-attach the battery to the phone and see if it works. If your phone does not work, try plugging it into its charger without the battery, if this works, you need a new battery. If not, try taking your cell phone to an authorized dealer. Sometimes they can fix it. Don't try to hide the fact that it has been wet. There are internal indicators that prove moisture.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Three mistakes of - A Roadtrip?


We saw the signboard, and went straight ahead...The turn would go back to Porvorim, my place. We were in Calangute now, and skipped the correct turn accidentally.. And there there was a junction, a fork. The left road went to the highway to Porvorim.. Course, Ap and I couldn't go.. We didn't carry a helmet, and the cops would fine us. Supri could on her bike, she had one.. But she was coming along our way. And Pris and Aakash, riding at 5 km/hr lagged somewhere far behind.
""WHAT??!! You guys are still there??" screamed Supri.
We had gone for a short roadtrip from Betim to Aguada Fort, just coz Ap had returned to visit Goa from Pune. He was homesick, and we all wanted to go somewhere further than silly-ol' Panaji.


As we stopped near the signboard, we called them asking where they'd reached. So here we were, making the first mistake. We turned right. It wasn't a wrong decision - just that it would go to Betim and you wouldn't need a helmet that way coz it wasn't the highway. Ap argued, saying that there wouldn't be cops at that time. It was 7:30 I guess.. So we went that way, and we passed by all the roads that we already took from Aguada.. Supri got freaked, thinking we were running in circles.

I waited for the turn to Betim to come, it was further ahead.. But Ap noticed another turn, one we hadn't taken before. Another signboard to it said "Panaji", so Ap convinced us to take it. That was the second mistake of the mix-up. We took the turn, and rode for maybe 2 kms. The road just went on and on. We asked someone on the whether it went to Panaji, and they said yes. So we continued. There came many junctions, where we asked the people the direction for Betim. By now Supri was freaking out on her Access 125, and Ap and I rode on the Dio, hoping we were on the right track. Supri kept confirming with us, she didn't want a wrong lane. Ap re-assured her saying this was a short-cut going to Betim.. BIG lie.. Ap's a master at lying. Poor scared Supri partially fell for it, but I didn't want her to misconceive so I told her it went to Betim, but it wasn't a short-cut. "It would be so much fun if we got lost on our way tomorrow eh??!! :D" Supri had said last night on the phone. I teased her about it, making the tension decrease. Ap skipped over from my bike to hers, hoping she'd feel better having company to ride. I suggested it, knowing the fear she was feeling. I hated to admit it. We were getting lost. We landed near a narrow road, dark and deserted. A man at the previous junction told us to take this road to head home. Where were we?? And why were we here? We discussed and regretted our earlier mistakes, playing the 'blame game'. I asked a guy whether it went to Porvorim/Betim. He said it was an inner route, but it would get there eventually if we just went straight. So we did..

At this point of time I was completely scared.. There were absolutely NO street lights, and the road was completely deserted. There was NO civilization here man!!! Fear can really get you when you're alone. All this time Ap was on the bike with me, so I felt fearless, but a sudden panic grew inside of me. I calmed myself, telling myself that I'd have to be the smart re-assuring-fearless-friend to Supri and Ap. Yes, he was beginning to freak out too. I missed my bike - Kia. I secretly labelled Ap's bike Leo, and spoke to him along the way, feeling a little more courageous. We kept moving straight, as the man said, even with all the church-landmarks and turns. I was going purely by instinct. One the other bike, Supri and Ap gave me looks of fear-filled doubt, and I returned an assuring look, even though I was shaking in the knees.

Finally we came to a road where there were lights and houses... "CIVILIZATIIOOOONNNN!!!!!" I screamed, and we exchanged grateful looks. The road ended near the temple in Betim. "Smile please!!" I said to Supri, as she wore a HUGE 32-teeth-wide smile, with Ap speeding ahead happily, knowing my place wasn't far off.

When we got home, Ap and I had orange juice, and Supri washed her face. "Some Vodka with that? It's called a screwdriver" I joked, as he sipped his juice. "Screwdriver? Lol!" said Supri, playing with my dog.
"Why yes please" he said, smiling. I raised an eyebrow at him. "Seriously!"
"WHAT? No. For what? Getting lost?"
"No! I just wanna - "
"NO!" I said.
"You guys serious??" asked Supri.
"Yeah!" said Ap
"NO!"
Yeah, he was. So I added 3 teaspoons of tripple distilled vodka to his glass, and Supro tasted 2 spoonfulls too. I got tempted and tried a teaspoon. And we celebrated over this 'adventure'. That's if you've taken it positively!

So that was the story.. And now I've had a fresh shower and ordered a non-veg extravaganza and pepperoni and cheese pizza from Dominoes.. You see, I've got a 'buy-one-get-one-free' offer coupon. How, might be another long story, so maybe some other time? Coz my pizzas await me.

Are you wondering what the third mistake was? Hell knows, maybe me making my friends Alcoholics! Lol! ;)