Yes, its possible...

Can a packet of Maggi be completely ruined ? Well..read the title.

A little background though.
You see, with no ability to move around myself, I have to be completely dependent on some kind soul to get me to a shop so I can buy the essentials of life.
But when there is no one in sight, I am left to fend for myself, especially at the end of the week, since the supplies bought a week earlier are about to run out.
So like millions of souls who find themselves in a similar predicament, I heaved a huge sigh of relief when I spotted a small packet of Maggi Instant Tomato flavoured noodles lying around. Maggi is one dish which even the most hamfisted of cooks cannot go wrong with. It is a safe, fulfilling,quick, economical and a distinctly non-healthy meal in itself for the hungry soul whose other option is starvation.
A suitable sized vessel was quickly found, and water added, the burner set to medium heat.
The water began boiling, and yours truly quickly opened the packet, emptied its contents into the water and discarded the packet in one fluid motion.
But..err.. Was it two cups of water or four I had added ?
What does the packet say ? Four? Two ? One ? How come I had never faced this issue back home ?
But the answer was evident, there was clearly much more water than this little packet was intended to be cooked in..
Needed a quick fix, so decided to add a spoonful of so of the leftover rice from the morning.
Clearly though, it was turning out to be more of a soup, so a little more fixing was called for.

An egg. For reasons not entirely known to me, I thought a couple of them would be a good idea.
So I did, broke and added a couple of eggs to the liquid, A little high heat, a little vigorous stirring, and I would be good to go....!! Sheer genius, that...

And the result was... ghastly! It looked like a sticky, gelatinous mess which someone had just regurgitated.
And it also turned out to be the most horrible thing I have ever tasted in my life.
Even a generous sprinkling of crushed red peppers (Pizza Hut) and about half a cup of Heinz tomato ketchup couldnt save it.
And now, I was stuck with about half a kilo of it..

I said a little prayer, mustered up the courage, and quickly swallowed two half bowls of it in rapid succession. There was still three fourth of it left. Gulp. I was now left with no choice, but to pour my precious maggi down the kitchen sink, but there is only so much of torture I could subject myself to.

That brings me on neatly to the kind of solutions we have been providing.
You write something, user finds it not upto the mark, so you attempt to quick fix it like above and end up discarding the whole thing.

PS : A tall glass of orange juice and some chocolate chip cookies have rushed to my rescue today.

PPS : I would be grateful if someone tells me the real amount of water to be added to a small packet of Maggi.

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As far as I see it, the city of Memphis is one long stretch of highway, with some buildings on either side.
So far, I have seen not even a single pedestrian on the road. Nor have I heard a single honk.

To be able to successfully carry of dwindling hair, you need to be looking like either this :


Or like this :

Quarter life crisis

Symptoms of a quarter life crisis , amongst other things :

- insecurity regarding the fact that their actions are meaningless

- insecurity regarding present accomplishments

- disappointment with one's job

- boredom with social interactions

- a sense that everyone is, somehow, doing better than you.

WOW!

Log file.

8.30 pm - I have slept for two and a half hours in the day today. My "preparation" for the night ahead. Picked at the food served for dinner at home.

9.00 pm - Get a call from the cab driver,asking me if I have a pickup. Come to think of it, it was ME who made the call. Damn, most of my phone expenses seem to go towards calling back cabbies and calling up my ISPs technical helpdesk.

9.20 pm - Hope is a very nice thing. Hope is what gets me out of bed. Though I would rather get out of bed every morning (like a normal human) than in the evening. Hope for the day was having a very pretty cab mate.

9.22 pm - Hopes dashed.

9.30 pm - Its raining. In October.

9.45 pm - Reached office. Just in time to see tired software engineers hurrying towards the last bus and the management types ambling towards their cars. Ride the lift (elevator, for those who speak Americanese) up all alone (ofcourse!).

10.15 pm - No interesting mails yet.


11.03 pm - Just spent half an hour chitchatting with a guy who couldnt go home in the heavy rains.

11.55 pm - Called up onsite guy and spent half an hour chitchatting with him.

12.15 am - Shouldnt have just picked at the food at dinnertime, my innards are growling out their demands. No interesting mails yet.

1.00 am - Have sent a few pointless mails on issues which dont really matter. Even that feels like a big accomplishment.

2.00 am - Maggi instant noodles are perfect odd hours comfort food! No interesting mails arrived in the meantime.

3.37 am - Katrina in HD is a perfect way to keep you awake. Watching her is like watching the sun rising from behind a lush green hill..its just plain...invigorating.


4.30 am - I am thirsty. No amount flipping the switch seems to restart the water cooler. If tomorrow you find it broken, its because I was at it for some considerable time.

5.49 am - My attempts to keep my head straight up are failing. It is flopping from side to side and does not want to be perched up at all. No interesting emails yet.


6.30 am - Less than 15 minutes to go before I can packup and leave office. And I am absolutely inundated with issues! Suddenly I am not very sleepy anymore. Thinking about hope of the day again.

6.53 am - Shittt!! I am wasting time typing this...BUttt..... No interesting mails yet..

Obama Nobel.

So Obama won a Nobel for peace. Apparently, for his visions and plans.
I didnt know visions and I-coulds were enough warrant a big prize. If visions are being considered, may I..ahem... have an Oscar please?

Holiday

What a short week.. (though any week in which I have to work even for an hour is too long for me :( )
For the first time in a very very long time, I have holidays on both the public holidays declared.
All this time, we used to work on "our" holidays, as well as the client holidays (like 4th of July..).

So I guess when it comes to holidays, we are transnationals. Used in the same sense as transvestites.


PS : Check out the number of mails I have received overnight, the server is rather overwhelmed..