New Year Blues

A long time ago now, we had a party at A's place for A's (another A, also known as S) b'day. It was quite a lovely party filled with some friends we had not seen for quite some time. It was also filled with others I had never seen in my life. Soon, two distinct groups were formed and it is quite strange how social dynamics work. Even in the corporate world, it would appear, there are people who have made it, amongst those who have made it, amongst those who have made it and so on and on ad infinitum, ad nauseam, like the new RP ads - this on, josh on, something on, power on, India on, nausea, nausea.

Anyway, we realised something very important in that party - it would appear that words in different languages that relate to the word "yes" are somehow connected to different types of wood - for example, OK is related to the word, oak; Teek hai, in Hindi, relates to teak; fine is to pine, seri (in Tamil) is to sal (if you stretch your imagination a little) and so on and on. The theory isn't perfect yet - we're still looking for global examples (in true M fashion - global best practices) and for an actual story to concoct to explain the apparent similarity. If you, our knowledgeable reader, have anything to share on the subject, do write in.

In other news, life seems to have turned quite blue - there seems to be this lingering feeling in the air. I don't know what is lingering, nor do I care and I don't know what it is lingering for, so don't ask. Lingering, lingering, why is it lingering? Lingering, lingering, I don't know.

I've also come to realise how useless we all are. The only reason we seem to be where we are (in terms of our social standing, jobs, degrees and the like) is because others are more useless than we (some of my less educated brethren will now point out that it should have been - "more useless than us"; I beg to differ, it is "more useless than we are" and our good friends, the grammaticians, permit us to drop the "are" and call it "implied verb" or some such nonsense; it is also "I am taller than he (is)" and not "taller than him"). Hmmm. Quite a gloomy outlook, I agree, but true, nonetheless.

Finally, the Aussies have proved that they are poor winners, yet again. First, they cheat, then, they cheat, then they get the umpires to cheat, then they claim racial abuse, then, surprise, surprise, they cheat. The only person racially abused in this whole mess is dear Bhajji who has been racially discriminated by the match referee by having his word shown less regard as compared to the Australians'. Sheesh.

Anyway, Happy New year everyone. May you find joy and all that jazz that you got in your lovely mushy messages from your friends. If you don't, I'll provide you a shoulder to cry on.

Cheers, (yeah right),
T