Poetic Licence, it seems

Louella Silvapinto (ain’t sure of the spelling) taught English and Geography at OLPS high school through the 90s. She’d hate spelling mistakes. No Internet, MS Word and it’s spell checks in those days, remember.

And everytime we’d come across a poem that’d have words spelt oddly, she’d stress, “Poets can do this, but only because they’ve been given a poet’s license.” She’d make it sound as if only certain very privileged people’d been given one such license and’d go on about it every time we’d come across an oddly spelt word in Poetry periods.

Oliver Beale

Oliver Beale. It is Oliver Beale. He works as an art director at award-winning advertising agency WCRS in London. It is him. He wrote this letter. To Richard. Richard Branson. Oliver Beale is today, an internet celebrity. Three cheers for Oliver Beale.. hip.. hip..? Okay, nevermind.

Richard, later, gave Oliver Beale a टिंगकल to apologise and invited him to select the food and wines for future Virgin flights.

Oliver Beale said, “He was incredibly nice about the whole thing but I haven’t received any compensation since talking to him.”

What compensation?

please drop your complaints/suggestions for Mr. Branson in the complaint/suggestion box

This has got to be the funniest thing that I have ever read in all of my 28 years. It was written by a Virgin Atlantic Airlines passenger to Richard, Richard Brandon.

Dear Mr Branson

REF: Mumbai to Heathrow 7th December 2008

I love the Virgin brand, I really do which is why I continue to use it despite a series of unfortunate incidents over the last few years. This latest incident takes the biscuit.

Ironically, by the end of the flight I would have gladly paid over a thousand rupees for a single biscuit following the culinary journey of hell I was subjected to at thehands of your corporation.

from Madurai to Rameshwaram by bus

This is an email that I’d posted to a list of friends on the 13th of February, 2003 on returning back home from after a months backpacking through the south of India. It brought back memories:

Wishing Happy New Year the newage way!

The end of physical interactions, greeting cards and phone calls. E-mails then group e-mails, e-cards and SMS instead. Well, still, there is a hint  of a personal touch to all of those. But what about this, wishing *everyone* a Happy New Year via. Facebook status updates:

Crazy, eh?

“Don’t give her the silent treatment! Don’t be a bitch!”

“Bugger, life is very complicated man!”

“No, bugger, its not! There are solutions!”

“O OOOO O OO, bugger! I didn’t tell you! I went to TOTO’S yesterday! With Loveena, Mary, Akshay and Kearney! Mary, Akshay and Kearney were supposed to come later. Loveena and I were there first. I was having beer and she was having Coke with a dash of lime! She says she’s fed up of Bombay! She says the next time she comes to India, she’ll come to some other place and that I should meet her there and holiday with her somewhere else, not Bombay!”

Tributes to the Star of Google

The scriptures say, “be grateful, bugger. bugger, be grateful.”

I must be grateful to the star of Google. YA YA YA YA YA. It lets me mark my important emails. YA YA YA YA YA shaaaks! The static star of Google, I wonder which galaxy it belongs to. ’tis certainly not one amongst the Milky Way. Shaaaks, bugger. Bugger, shaaaks. ’tis not one off Andromeda either. ’tis from a galexy far far away.

Travels through Kerala and money making opportunities for travel photographers

This post is one of a series of say ten. Its the third of this series. 2003, January. I backpacked through the south of India. During my travels, I emailed my friends every now and then, updating them about my adventures. Copies of those messages sit in the ‘sent messages folder’ of my Yahoo! Mail account. Gmail didn’t exist then. I glanced through some of them today. I find them funny now. Back then, I wrote differently. I had different priorities. No digital cameras.

At the end of this travelogue, here below, I tell you how to make money on the internet by selling your vacation/travel etc. photos. One doesn’t have to be a professional photographer to make money by selling photos on the internet. In fact, there is a market for photos shot using good mobile phone cameras too. Read on:

Travels through the south of India and money making opportunities for travel photographers

2003, January. I backpacked through the south of India. During my travels, I emailed my friends every now and then, updating them about my adventures. Copies of those messages sit in the ‘sent messages folder’ of my Yahoo! Mail account. Gmail didn’t exist then. I glanced through some of them today. I find them funny now. Back then, I wrote differently. I had different priorities. No digital cameras. Read on:

Travels through Kanyakumari and how travel photographers can make money on the internet

2003, January. I backpacked through the south of India. During my travels, I emailed my friends every now and then, updating them about my adventures. Copies of those messages sit in the ‘sent messages folder’ of my Yahoo! Mail account. Gmail didn’t exist then. I glanced through some of them today. I find them funny now. Back then, I wrote differently. I had different priorities. No digital cameras. This is the second email I wrote to my friends during my travels, at Kanyakumari. Read on: