
I have this snap as the background on my desktop and delude myself from time to time that here I am, under a gulmohur tree in full bloom, in the heat of a fading summer with a book on a lazy afternoon hoping that I could stay here forever
I am sharing it with all of you in the hope that on a particularly stressful day, it helps you take a few minutes off to lie down under a gulmohur tree
Posted in Life.
By Priya Iyer
– June 14, 2006
Sports!! What is the romance of sport? I am an avid cricket and F1 follower and have never had any inclination towards football but even I ended up succumbing to the football fever. I have no idea what a defender, centre forward or offside means but still watched England vs. Trinidad and Tobago (maybe because England has the best looking players J) and once the semis start, will watch every match.
I also wondered why I stayed up watching all the cricket matches during the last world cup but not the current windies tour ' they are both equally unearthly hours and realise that it's all the romance of the world cup! The World Cup!! Playing for the highest honor in the sport! For your country! Holders for the next 4 years! WOW!!! I remember feeling utterly despondent when our team lost the world cup ' I (like the rest of the country) had high hopes on dada and his team and coming so close and losing the cup was a nightmare.
But my mom cannot understand why we would, on every other weekend, watch 22 cars going around the same lap some 50+ times. Or why the world is going mad watching a high on testosterone bunch of pretty old guys kick a poor ball to death around a ground?
But, for all you sports fanatics out there, enjoyyy while you can and I hope your favourite team does well Though I have my finger crossed for Beckham's boys J. AND that India manages to win today and doesn't let the test end in a draw.
Posted in Sports.
By Priya Iyer
– June 14, 2006
Okkk, all you bangaloreans, this could be meant for any other city so, please doesn't take it personally!! An SMS that is being circulated currently, ' All over India, we drive on the left of the road, in Bangalore, we drive on what is left of the road' 
Posted in Blogs.
By Priya Iyer
– December 21, 2005
There is this cliché that what goes round comes around - you know be nice to someone and you get it back ten-fold. I've actually got to think of this after the last posts of Deepa and Sudeep ('Wise Donkey').
Some 5-6 years ago, I traveled between Bombay and Bangalore by bus and had this woman for company. So as usual, you do the small talk, crib about the bad movies shown in the bus, etc While stopping at one of these road-side dhabas for dinner, when we want to wash our hands, this lady who had finished and was turning back, saw me coming and actually turned back to keep the tap open for me. Very small gesture, but something I remember even today. Don't remember her name but very clearly recall her face.
From what I see, anger and rage seem to be increasing. Road rage is up. I hear about all these people working at call centers suffering from stress due to abusive customers.
What does it take us to be nice ' I don't mean superficially smiling like an idiot at strangers but to take that extra effort to NOT be rude! I have decided to politely decline the n number of calls offering loans, credit cards, insurance, investment, etc. rather than bite the poor soul's head off. Will I be called a nice person? I don't know ' but atleast not a rude boor.
Posted in Life.
By Priya Iyer
– December 21, 2005
Another Sunday over spent the whole day curled up in warm clothes with my favorite music and books. Hoping the day would never end. But it did and here I am, back at work, back to reality!
My window looks out to a call centre on the other side of the road where, even on a Sunday, its work as usual. Got me thinking - does a weekly off on a week day have the romance of a Sunday? We have had such hype over Sundays ' right from school, college and now at work. Monday morning blues! Does that become Thursday morning blues?? And what is the weekend then?
So anyways, all of you out there, whatever day your week starts ' hope it's stress-free and happy!
Posted in Work.
By Priya Iyer
– December 12, 2005
Posted in Photography.
By Priya Iyer
– December 5, 2005
Over the last few years, there is this sudden need to train people to be culturally conscious - Japan, Europe, etc. What's really surprising is that these look at global sensitivity whereas, what we actually need is to build some awareness within India. I have realized that we are so, so vast and diverse that very few of us are even aware of a lot of culture subtleties within us. For example, a sikh or a sardar is not the same as a punjabi. Or that everyone down south is classified as madrasis whereas there are some 5-6 different languages there. Very few of us even know about the northeast states or the differences there… I think it is amazing in terms of the amount of differences we have to explore - the difference in spoken Hindi, for example, spoken in Delhi, Mumbai, UP or Bihar this is not an 'I love India' kind of note but truly, while we have been trying to promote the India experience to foreigners, I think just getting the Indian junta to move around the states will keep be worth aiming for.
Posted in Blogs.
By Priya Iyer
– December 2, 2005
It's surprising how quickly unconnected people form a community ' the 'me vs. you' or the 'we vs. them' syndrome! People working together in an office with no particular fondness or bond if suddenly faced by a new comer or an outsider suddenly become a close knit group ' we against you! People with no obvious patriotism suddenly yelling their lungs out 'Go India, Go!' at cricket matches The same thing taken to the next level ' how Asian are discriminated against by the ICC and unnecessarily fined or their bowling doubted on! Or developed vs. the developing countries! So while we are competing with China on one hand, on the other, work together gmail vs. the other email providers. Airtel vs. hutch. Nokia vs the rest. No great bonding with the brand but when meeting someone with a competing brand, the tendency is to immediately play up what I think is my brand's strengths. We sit in our respective cities, incessantly cursing the local administration for bad roads, inadequate power, etc but the moment an outsider comes and does the same thing, we get on the back-foot and get into arguments of how our city is still better then theirs.
Like us, for example on rediff iLand, currently a group of lone rangers doing their own thing, wonder what will cause us to suddenly become a ‘US’?
Posted in Life.
By Priya Iyer
– November 24, 2005

I miss the feeling of pure bliss from the simplest of things. Of buying a big yellow balloon and then letting it free in the air…of putting my head out of the window to feel the first rains of the season of eating a hot samosa in the rains of bunking classes and just sitting down with friends talking of nothing and everything under the sun . of making faces at a child and hearing her laugh of throwing my first water balloon at Holi and finding my mark of hugging my grandmother and sleeping on her lap and hearing, for the thousandth time, my mom's adventures as a child of hearing snatches of a long forgotten song with the breeze Dil dhoondta hai, phir wahi, phursat ke raat din
Posted in Life.
By Priya Iyer
– November 18, 2005
Travel anywhere in India ' asking for directions is ALWAYS an adventure - especially here in Bangalore where I stay. Typical directions go "straaaaaaaight" (as they say it) ' the stretch of 'A' equal to how much distance you need to travel . For example, when lost on the highway, we stopped the car and asked for directions from a guy standing at a bus stop ' now when we said where we wanted to go that guy got very excited becoz that was his native place. So all revved up, he took a piece paper, squatted down on the highway and drew us a detailed map ' at one juncture when we had to go straaaaaaight ' to emphasize that we had to go a long way, he actually drew the straight line so deeply on the paper that the paper tore.
Another thing peculiar to this city is “go straight and turn left at the deadend”. Turn at a deadend!!
And I always thought a deadend meant end of the road.
Or the guy will say turn left but gesture to the right. Now it depends on your luck on that day that you decide to follow either speech or gesture and reach the correct place.
Posted in Travel.
By Priya Iyer
– November 17, 2005