And I’m finally off to get married…

Dear Friends:

Some of you know that I have been engaged to be married for a little more than two years. In my last post, I wrote how my wedding was planned for December but it was postponed as my passport from the embassy did not arrive.

And it did arrive but somewhere in the middle of January.

The date of the ceremony has been fixed for Monday, the 30th of January.
There will be a reception from my side on Wednesday, the 1st of February.

I will be flying to Jeddah this Friday and will return home on the 24th of February.

Until then, I don’t know if I would be able to keep in touch with you folks – but for now… I’m outta here !

Cheers !

 

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Looking back: 2011

I was motivated to do this post after reading Unfinished Person’s Post 2011: The Year I Sucked balls or Wait, Did I ?

Wait, am I seeing things … he went back to his old blog ? WTF ! Dude, stay at one place where I can find you !

Now, back to me:

My biggest event of 2011: To land that job I had planned to do 5 years form now. I was being realistic. Few are even hired in consulting firms with no experience. I imagined I’d work the salt mines for a few years and then try for a cozy office job of a miner planner / designer.

But I got to skip the first part. My employer was looking for Mechanical Designer for underground mines. My first diploma was in Mechanical Design. But the very fact that I had also been to Mining school attracted them most. I learned later that they had made up their mind to hire me before I was even interviewed. This was in the month of March.

January was uneventful. Lots of snow. I was getting impatient at my unemployment situation. In February, I got an interview from a Mine in Northern British Columbia. And I got to go on a trip. It was a great opportunity to get out. I posted a few pictures of that trip earlier.

Coming into March, all I can remember now was that phone call and the interview with my current Staff Manager.
So, that one afternoon, I was out for the day and only returned at around 5 P.M. Babs is going to love this story. I meant to tell her but I didn’t

So anyway, I come home and my brother says, there was a phone call from ‘Curran’. I was sure Babs did not have my phone number. But my brother says it was a man and he wanted to interview.

“Are you sure ? Why would Babs call me for an interview ?”

“No it was not Babs. It was a Dan and he left this phone number”

“But you wrote here… Curran. Babs is a Curran”

“Go call that number … you idiot !”

“Ok”. I call that number … it was not Babs. He was a ‘Curren’

I began my new job in May. I loved what I did.

But the down side: I was commuting 2 hours each way ! It was ok in the summer as the days were long.
Finding an apartment near work was futile at the time. The rents for apartments in that area begin at $1300 a month for one bedroom !

By September I couldn’t take it anymore. Again by a stroke of luck, Google Maps helped me I find a great place. I moved immediately in October with what ever little I could bring.

I was hoping to get married to my fiancé of two years in December. My family and hers decide that we marry in Saudi Arabia. So, we spend November in trying to apply for a visa to Saudi Arabia for my brother and I. At first it was rejected, because the Saudis don’t issue any visit visas until the second month of the Islamic year. But we didn’t give up that easy. We tried again. They said it will take between 45 and 60 days. I said, “Whatever ! Just do what you have to do”.

My brother and are I still waiting for our passports with the visas to Saudi Arabia. I check the status of our application every day.
December is almost over. So, the wedding is definitely going to be in 2012.

It will be a great start to the new year.

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The Birds should use Diplomacy with the Pigs

 

My brother and I were returning from Eid Prayers this morning on the bus. I was passing the time playing level 2-18 of angry birds pictured above, and I couldn’t quite make it despite several tries.

Bro: You know you can get that in one shot.

Me: Yea I know, I can see that.

(few tries later)

Me:  Oh I just did it ! W00T !

Bro: Nice shot. Hey, do you know they also sell Angry Birds plush toys ?

Me: Yes, I know, at Burlington station they do.

Bro: Yea, but they are selling them at the mall too !

Me: Oh I see. I heard they are making an Angry Birds movie too ?

Bro: Yup

Me: What kind of movie is that going to be ? Scene after scene of trebuchets and sling shots ?

Bro: Well, they have a story line…if you paid attention.

Me: Yes, I can make that out they have some sort of a story

Bro: Evil Green Pigs steal birds’ eggs. Birds go suicidal.

(Paused in deep thought)

Bro: What kind of message does it send ? Pigs stealing their eggs. And the birds they say, “Instead of using diplomacy and talking to the pigs to get our eggs back, lets just bomb the shit outta them !”

Me: You should write a blog.

Bro: Me ?

Me: Ok, I’ll write the blog.

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Rolliam

[roʊlɪəm]
verb.
To be kidnapped by an alien and later find out that you are the chosen one to save Planet Earth and your life forever changed.
From the Book: There Goes the Galaxy.
ex. A lonely professor wakes up one morning to find himself Rolliamed.

Related: kidnapped, saviour, alien, space, adventure

Yesterday, Claire, Jenn and I were having a conversation about Jenn’s book “There Goes the Galaxy” on Google+, which you can follow at https://plus.google.com/103433538740286583868/posts/gAzixt9vsRR

Claire came up with the definition and I decided to put it up on Urban Dictionary. Unfortunately, the editors at Urban Dictionary, they decided not to publish it.

Rolliam is one of the main characters and in the very beginning of the book, he was responsible for kidnapping the protagonist, Bertram Ludlow from his banal existence and bring him out and centre in the Galaxy.

Rolliam Tsmorlood comes from Hyphiz Delta. His looks are described as death himself. A large frame with a pale complexion and furrowed skin and yellowish hair. He wears a long and shiny black overcoat and big black boots. His most striking feature are his orange eyes shielded by whisky tinted glasses.

I can’t imagine Rolliam without a weapon in his hand. He seems to have several laser pistols on his belt underneath his overcoat.

If you already are a friend of Jenn Thorson and read her blog, there should be no surprise to you how very well “There Goes The Galaxy” is written. True to her day job, Jenn effortlessly sneaks in advertisement and promos into her novel, and yet they all remain connected and in-line with the entire story !

To a person like me, whose description fits all antonyms of “marketer”, this idea was “mind-boggling” and all its synonyms.

If you have never seen a pop-up window that was so important to you and was relevant to the story you were just reading, then you must grab your copy of “There Goes The Galaxy” and find out how it’s all done.

Not interested in marketing ? Next time you find that your house was being sold without your knowledge, don’t come running to me because you didn’t read the book !

Though, at first, I read only a few pages a day,  the plot, the suspense and answers to why-the-heck-are-we-in-space-the-first-place were all beginning to take shape in the second half of the book and I was sucked right in !

I can’t wait for Jenn’s next instalment.

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Lamp

So the other day, I came home, had lunch and thought I’d take a little nap. A quick look at the watch said it was 16:45.

When I woke up, it was all dark … no surprise as the sun sets earlier every day this time of the year. And I looked at the watch again. It said 23:00.

I slept straight from 4:45 PM to 11:00PM ! That’s a full night’s rest ! Work next morning was still 9 hours away – and the bad news – I was not sleepy at all.

Well, so I wasted my evening. I got up brushed my teeth. Ate something. Then decided I need to do the ironing.

So I did the ironing and it was midnight.

Who does their ironing at that time of the night ? I suppose they leave the laundry room open 24 hours for people like me.
Speaking of which, I did do laundry once at 4:30 in the morning.

Sometimes, having coffee helps. I’ve crashed after having coffee many times. So I made me a large cup.

But you see, coffee has caffeine. So here I am wide awake in the middle of the night. And that’s when I began to scribble the drawing.

I forgot to add the power cord and wall outlet. I think I was asleep by the time I was done the floor.

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