Deepanjan Nag's Magnum Opus

It’s absolutely colossal. The star attraction was the Michael Jackson remembrance show. The dancers were amazingly talented and looked stunningly beautiful. There’s so much zeal here.

Various Artists - 02 / Sheep May Graze Safely - Bach     Found at skreemr.com I had first heard this composition 13 years ago. Though the tune was hauntingly beautiful, I forgot the name of the track and was desperately looking for clues…the only thing to aid me was the composer's name which I still remembered- JS Bach, a Baroque great I’m not particularly fond of otherwise – his Brandenburg Concertos being one of the few exceptions. Listen to it and think of a pastoral landscape. The two get along very well – I give you my word.

Everything’s normal and my domain is working just fine.

Changed the MX (Mail Exchange) configuration for the mails to be unhindered. This should complete the domain name transfer.

Domain transfers are scary business! I went mad configuring and reconfiguring before pinning my suspicion on TTL (Time to Live). I accessed a proxy server to verify my doubts, and, as expected, a caching nameserver was the culprit. Peace is finally restored!

I felt a tad sad leaving India’s Garden City. (cont’d 2moro)

I’m dangerously putting off things till the very end. The only thing I don’t procrastinate is procrastination itself! Though I had promised to blog on the unlogged events that have occurred over the past few months, I failed to keep my word…but not anymore. Starting today, I’ll publish the missed posts that’ll hopefully fill the 3-month void and bring my blog up-to-date.

Installed ManicTime on my computer. It’s a great help.

Remember Ross from Friends who suddenly assumed an inexplicable British accent as a university professor? Remember further how Rachael made fun of him by placing a prank call from the fictitious Fake Accent University ? Ha! The fake accent seems to be an epidemic amongst South Asians in UK. No sooner do these guys hit the British shores and join biscuit packing factories or supermarkets in droves than they flaunt their superior air by junking their native accents at once and buying into the local one. This is not a generalization and there certainly are exceptions.

I’ve been pseudo-guilty of failing to blog regularly for over 2 months now. Next week, the abeyance meets its procrastinated death sentence. My Net access is still extremely limited, but I figured offline blogging isn’t as bad as it may seem prima facie . What’s lost in these 2 months of non-blogging is irreplaceable – not that I’m always to blame for it. I was travelling, meeting people, hitting a nostalgic high, putting up overnight next to the beach, pretending to meditate, learning to cook, getting acquainted with a new currency, acclimatizing to civilized traffic, reading maps, shopping, reading free offline tabloids in the absence of Internet access, negotiating with cunning people, reorienting towards my wife and listening to Classic FM on my radio. All this left little space for anything else…although, ironically, this was also the most fertile time to blog. My posts next week will chronicle some of the events that happened in these 2 months. The week after, normal blogging...

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It's been like this for over a week and I don't know when the connection will be restored. I'll blog as soon as possible.

This little beauty was a serendipitous find on Amazon when I was probing it like crazy for the best possible radio set my money could buy. I was so enamored by the rave reviews the Creative Soundworks 705 had received that I decided to place an order and have it shipped to my wife's London address even though I was still in India. On my arrival to UK 4 days back, one of the first things I did was to open the Amazon carton and reveal its precious content - my 705. The weighty black beauty stole my heart right away. Turning it on turned me on as well! My wife plays second fiddle to the 705 sometimes.

I finally have Net access! Stay tuned for all the news and views!

I’ll be offline for 30 days from today. There’ll be no posts during this period though there may be a barrage of backlog posts surfacing at the end of this 30-day renunciation.

We had a memorable get-together at Rakesh Nilayam last night. Amit and Mantu cooked chicken while Satya and Suman annotated on the barrage of reality shows hogging prime-time  TV. Sam & I love to hate Rakhi Sawant’s theatrics and launched verbal missiles at her anachronistic swayamvar . Mani hung around overlooking all the sudden hustle and bustle. The only guy missing was Santosh. He called me in the morning and we had a long chat. It would be great had he been here.

Mani managed to unearth one of Santosh’s extraneous contact numbers from the itemized landline telephone bill we receive from Airtel. The absconding culprit, as usual, said he was just about to contact us. Yeah, we’ll fall for that lie alright! He’ll probably leave for Bangalore on 22nd July.