Was reading an interesting account by a little Red Devil about his encounter with a "fortune teller". Reminded me of the two occasions when I have ever had my fortune told.
The first was years back at Mela restaurant with a bunch of out of town "professional" freeloaders who our company were hosting while I still believed that I was a good salesperson. They had (have?) this Jyotshi who gives great gyan about the dinner guests so for a lark all of us decided to get our hands read.
The secretary of the association (who has got cases filed against him from each and every corner of the country) was "read" as a man with absolutely no enemies. I was diagnosed as a man who would reach the highest pinnacle of glory in the business. (Yeah right, I walked of it five years down the line).
The second occasion was far more eerie. This is while I was still selling the same Dental crap. At that time I had not even considered moving out of the business. Waiting for a delayed flight at Bangalore airport a very close family friend started staring at my palms and made a very unusual prediction. He said that things would change for me "for the better" after June 2000. I was pretty much like, Yeah right what’s going to happen then?
I never gave the prediction much importance till way later. Long after I had switched tracks and moved over to the Stock Trading business I realised that in a very real sense the whole process did get triggered that particular month in a very unusual manner. My Aunt passed away and I was saddled with the whole business of sorting out her estate. Transferring her stocks and getting the whole process underway I realised that I liked the whole "trading as a full time job".
As luck would have it was also around the time that ICICI Bank launched its internet trading business. Guys that know my excellent people skills will probably realise why the idea of net trading worked for me where "calling the broker" and trading could not have.
While the wrong prediction is something that I can dismiss with a shrug the eeriness of the accuracy of the one that came right is tougher to comprehend and explain.
What's scary is that recently he has recently predicted that I would fall in love within the next year and definitely by the end of 2007. (Oddly though he did not predict marriage - though in a sense that is what makes me afraid that he may be right again)
Me in love ??????????
Me in a long term relationship !!!!!!!!
HEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
The first was years back at Mela restaurant with a bunch of out of town "professional" freeloaders who our company were hosting while I still believed that I was a good salesperson. They had (have?) this Jyotshi who gives great gyan about the dinner guests so for a lark all of us decided to get our hands read.
The secretary of the association (who has got cases filed against him from each and every corner of the country) was "read" as a man with absolutely no enemies. I was diagnosed as a man who would reach the highest pinnacle of glory in the business. (Yeah right, I walked of it five years down the line).
The second occasion was far more eerie. This is while I was still selling the same Dental crap. At that time I had not even considered moving out of the business. Waiting for a delayed flight at Bangalore airport a very close family friend started staring at my palms and made a very unusual prediction. He said that things would change for me "for the better" after June 2000. I was pretty much like, Yeah right what’s going to happen then?
I never gave the prediction much importance till way later. Long after I had switched tracks and moved over to the Stock Trading business I realised that in a very real sense the whole process did get triggered that particular month in a very unusual manner. My Aunt passed away and I was saddled with the whole business of sorting out her estate. Transferring her stocks and getting the whole process underway I realised that I liked the whole "trading as a full time job".
As luck would have it was also around the time that ICICI Bank launched its internet trading business. Guys that know my excellent people skills will probably realise why the idea of net trading worked for me where "calling the broker" and trading could not have.
While the wrong prediction is something that I can dismiss with a shrug the eeriness of the accuracy of the one that came right is tougher to comprehend and explain.
What's scary is that recently he has recently predicted that I would fall in love within the next year and definitely by the end of 2007. (Oddly though he did not predict marriage - though in a sense that is what makes me afraid that he may be right again)
Me in love ??????????
Me in a long term relationship !!!!!!!!
HEEEEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!
12 comments:
Is ICICI a good broker? I've read about their high costs on nseindia. What broadband speed is needed? I've heard of 128 Kbs (just 4 times dial-up speed) being called broadband in India. But this is about a year ago.
hehehe... yes, my fat and forty faggot frnd, ure DOOOOOOOMMMED!
muhahahahahahaha!
;-)
That cry for help couldn't have been more pink! Here I was, thinking you are not one of those queens :)
On a serious note, I think the first time was just a coincidence. How many times in your forty year existence have you fallen for someone?
Rupesh
V,
Thanks for the e-mail reply
@ Rock - Rock ???
@ CT - Yes I am doomed. When I see how dramatically your life has changed after Boy walked in I realise how bad "Being in love" can be for ones "sexual wellness".
@ Rupesh - Dahling I am not a Queen. That is for little twenty year olds.
I am the Dowager Empress!! (aka in Hindi as MahaRani (Why some people mis-spell that word with a d added as the penultimate letter I am still to fathom))
It is alleged that Once, years ago, I fell in love! It lasted a month.
On a more serious note - What's wrong with Pink? Would you have seen me as less of a fag if the Help had been a Gut wrenching yell in Yellow?
V,
I was just acknowledging your e-mail. It's customary in the US. Nothing more.
If it sounds a little formal, it's because I'm stressed right now, and being formal is my way of saying something while saying nothing of substance.
I've been nominated for a "Volunteer of the Year" award in the City of Durham. And there is no way, I mean absolutely no way, I deserve even a nomination. I'm stressed because I suspect there may be strings attached, but I'm going to be gracious about it.
Fullframe Documentary festival, the largest in North America, ended two weeks ago. I was a ticketing manager. It was wonderful, but tiring too, because we had a huge number of sell-out shows, and had to deal with unhappy patrons.
RP
//On a more serious note - What's wrong with Pink? Would you have seen me as less of a fag if the Help had been a Gut wrenching yell in Yellow? //
No. But you didn't choose that yellow, did you? I don't think you picked just any color that your color picker came up with first.
Anyways, I've always felt you are not a queen. Thats why the comment.
I've never understood why that horrible color is associated with being Gay. I'm all for blue any given day.
Hail to the Maharani,
Rupesh
I'm still trying to get used to the Rendevous with F-cubed Garewal - white that this blog abounds in...more color please!!
In other news, congrats on the love prediction. Must inform friends to stay away from Dadar...
Make up your minds Guys!
Rupesh complains about the pink content Viks does the same about the white. Whats a guy supposed to do???
As far as the love interest is concerned Dahling I really would not be interested in any of your little boi friends!
The one in my life has just managed to get out of the scorpion grip of the Wicked one.
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At the risk of being extremely Queeny again let me just say...
Aayegaa... aayegaa... aayegaa aane waalaa aayegaa...
hahahaha
Khush toh bahut ho rahe honge aap is waqt?
Forget about the complaints about colors and being queeny. You wouldn't be you if you paid attention to us, would you?
Rupesh
Thats quite entertaining after a long time.... All i can do is pray that god does a trick on AB's mum JB..... and 2007 holds for you what you wish to hold !!!!!! Wat say Mr. Doctor
Hilarious. What about handwriting readers?
A good friend recently made me write down my name, my birthdate and my signature. He then proceeded to make baseless allegations veiled in questions {"Do you lie a lot?"}. Apparently I'm going to reach the pinnacle of my glory too. Let's both go together. In your car - you can bash it up on the way.
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