Open letter to Quixtar's "E-Commerce Entrepreneurs"

To Whom It May Concern:

I respect you. And, it is totally your prerogative to be what you want to be.

Just a clarification, IMHO, you are not an entrepreneur. It is very insulting to the real entrepreneurs to be called a participant in a pyramid marketing scheme.

With all due respect, if you don't know me do not pretend that we've met before and try to strike a conversation. This is an old trick to woo the gender-of-interest, if-you-know-what-I-mean.

A kind of schizophrenic paranoia has inculcated in me since you started "randomly" "meeting" me at Borders, Barnes and Nobles, Kohls, Walmart, Best Buy just to mention a few stores. You cowardly hunt me on the pretext that we've met before. Interestingly enough, you chase only people of your ethnicity (may not apply to all, but all I have encountered). Please protect and respect human values besides the environment.

You claim yourself to be an "ecommerce entrepreneur", phuleese, here is the definition for entreprenuer for your convenience. Quixtar is nothing but ecommerce arm of Amway. The real entrepreneurs sit happy in Canada's Ada Michigan.

On that note, I hope now I will have one less "entreprenuer" chasing me to become an "entreprenuer" just like them. These proposition sound more like the spam emails I get for "Income Opportunity from home".

Thank you.
-sd.

PS: Here is an interesting Quixtar Sucks blog.

Delhi has changed.

If San Jose, CA area is known as Silicon Valley because of it's high tech industry then Delhi is the city of bridges and construction.

There probably is no nook left in the city where one does not find construction happening. There can not be a bigger billboard screaming that this is the sign of prosperity. Who would have expected a sophisticated metro station in the middle of congested Chandni Chowk. Swelling with pride factor.

I can't aim no more.

After thousand hour wait at the carousel finally had all my baggage together and my bladder was at the verge of exploding and had to make a dash to whereelse .... mensroom.

In the rush did not realize; right when I relieved myself I realized, WTF!?!? In a country where the average height is probably 5'5" the urinals are located almost at 4' height. One has to know enough physics to compute the projectile's trajectory to find the right aim. And, me no good at this.

This was the first time I noticed this and it was stuck to my head and started comparing height of pretty much every thing that crossed my path *ahem* exceptions are always there. And, everything was higher than we normally find elsewhere.

Even taking a dump was a tip-toe affair considering the height. And, after all the intake you can imagine the number of visit takes an exponential upswing.

Disclaimer: Numbers may be exaggerated!
PS: I know I am kinda wierd to notice things like these but, what to do.

Million and one wet smooches

After almost two years I am here - Delhi. There is something about this place, the moment I step off the airplane (ya, I flew in) I felt this million and one wet smooches on every pore of my skin - it was the humidity! Nevertheless, it was refreshing considering the weather of Seattle, this was rejuvenating.

Walking to the baggage claim, something bugged the hell out of me and have to bitch about it. The airport's flooring has this expensive marble and there is one carousel for thousand and one flight that decide to arrive at the same time - midnight! How about a regular flooring and few extra carousel.

Note: I will be posting India visit in retrospect so expect posting that may not be in sequence.