tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88360662024-03-08T03:01:33.507+05:30Bloggy Howl, I have a Blog!A sometimes serious, sometimes fun collection of my writings, readings and online activities...Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.comBlogger163125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-3577013269030175982009-10-17T22:40:00.003+05:302009-10-17T22:51:06.230+05:30Crossed 180 days!Yep, that's it, I've been smoke-free for over 6 months.I "quit" on April 10. October 10 made it 6 months of not sucking on the demon weed. I use the quotes because I didn't really quit - I reverted to being a non-smoker and my sub-conscious accepted that and didn't try to push me to smoke again. Evil friends tried to get me back on but, I being a non-smoker, the darn ciggies they shoved into my Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-51943863262489725382009-05-17T20:34:00.004+05:302009-05-17T20:47:41.548+05:30The greatest temptation to smokeI'm close to day 40 after having reverted to being a non-smoker. The usual cravings have either disappeared or weren't triggered at all by what I thought would trigger them.The past couple of days have been frightening, though, because my body thinks I'm still a smoker and is producing massive amounts of mucous to replace the mucous dried out by the smoke. Only, there isn't any smoke so there Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-68076785262556795642009-05-03T20:39:00.003+05:302009-05-03T21:01:45.081+05:30Day 23: Taste buds return and all is saltyRegardless of whatever mental games I'm playing with myself by, "reverting to being a non-smoker" rather than, "quitting smoking", the fact remains that 28 years of smoking have more or less killed the majority of the taste buds in my mouth and nose.After 21 days of non-abuse, these taste buds apparently re-grow and throw your whole eating and drinking experience out of gear.My favourite beer Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-35285319724414506942009-05-02T22:18:00.003+05:302009-05-02T22:30:54.101+05:30Day 22 of reverting to non-smoker statusIt has been surprisingly easy to stay smoke-free.One thing I've realised that the triggers I thought were operational in getting me to reach for a cigarette weren't the real triggers. Stress wasn't a trigger. A glass of beer wasn't one either. A spat with a loved one wasn't. All the messages I had been getting as to why I smoked were patently false.The trigger for me, surprisingly, was Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-72898080882245928312009-04-26T23:20:00.002+05:302009-04-26T23:28:52.057+05:30Survived 9.5 hours of boredom, sans smokeThe electricity company (don't get me started on incompetence) subjected us to 9.5 hours of no electricity, thanks to its incompetence and corrupt officials. Let them sue me for saying that, I'll mobilise all of Pune and ride them out on a donkey, tarred and feathered.However, the point of this post is that the temptation to smoke out of sheer boredom was so strong, I nearly succumbed.What savedDeepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-25377553073607784792009-04-23T22:06:00.004+05:302009-04-23T22:35:15.502+05:30Day 13 of reverting to non-smoker statusI find that the biggest temptation to reach for a ciggy isn't while drinking or when I'm tense. It's, hold your breath, when I'm BORED!I had never realised that I had gotten into the habit of reaching for a cigarette when I was bored. I always thought I smoked when events such as morning tea, post-lunch, evening cocktail, tension at work, etc., were triggered.I thought I chain-smoked while Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-89808688634730456722009-04-23T01:23:00.002+05:302009-04-23T01:33:47.564+05:30No withdrawal symptoms, no temptationBy reverting to being a non-smoker, I seem to be in a zone that those who quit smoking can never enter.This is day 13 or something since I reverted to being a non-smoker.I feel no anxiety, temptation or worry at not having a cigarette anywhere near me at any time.In contrast, almost each of my attempts to quit in the past have led to a satisfying puff within 7 days.I think that was because I Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-679246458022501262009-04-19T03:02:00.001+05:302009-04-19T03:05:29.144+05:30Hurted, but not too muchI thought it would be effing difficult to handle the rejection.Wasn't bad at all.Couple of urges every eight hours.Easily handled.Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-5629088374663091872009-04-18T03:06:00.003+05:302009-04-18T03:24:10.370+05:30Classic, "return to smoking" triggersThis is day 7 of my reversion to being a non-smoker.Today I got an email from someone very dear to me, misunderstanding completely my enthusiastic mail to her that I was once again a non-smoker. She thought that I wanted to provide proof to her. I just wanted to share with her the process.She also cut off communication on an unrelated matter. I call it a misunderstanding, she'll probably call it Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-42237265167770574382009-04-15T22:48:00.003+05:302009-04-15T23:24:03.115+05:30Reverted to being a non-smokerI've been a smoker (tobacco only) for almost 30 years. Been a heavy smoker for the last few (about the last 20... LOL).Made many attempts to quit too. Sometimes to impress various females ("For you, I'd do anything"). Those were rare but it was a given that I'd be smoking while out of her sight. Sometimes to try and exert some kind of control over my life - "DO I OWN MY LIFE OR NOT?" my mind Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-78378905282797735592009-03-24T01:27:00.003+05:302009-03-24T01:40:06.056+05:30The Sayings of Chairman MorrisI was really called, "Chairman" by the waiter at an Irani restaurant we frequented. So there, I have official claim to being, "Chairman". Being a Chairman, it devolves upon me to say, so here am I saying:You big, fight more. Small, fight less and wiserGirlfriend convinced you want her sister. If girlfriend have no sister, convinced you want BFF. Can't win this one. Just keep sending flowers.AvoidDeepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-9170389549335573072009-01-25T01:22:00.002+05:302009-01-25T01:28:06.348+05:30A cat has adopted my houseShe walks in at will, ignoring the geriatric doggies.She refuses to make friends with me. I'll admit, I'm a doggie person and I deal with her the way I would a doggie.I open my arms.She stares directly into my eyes, ignoring whatever gesture I essay to make friends.If I approach, she leaves.Cats are apparently not doggies.She's clean, though, and lets me have my bed when I want it, which is more Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-54837413133506652392008-12-08T00:32:00.000+05:302008-12-08T00:42:32.452+05:30Police Personnel in ChurchI don't care who you are, Mr. Catholic Politician, I do not take kindly to Police Personnel in my Church.Whoever you are, suited and booted and greeting the wannabes in your suit, STAY OUT OF MY CHURCH! If you want to attend mass in safety, organise one at your home.SPARE US THE UNIFORMS that create anxiety.You've made it to Parliament or whatever. Very good. Now stop throwing your weight Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-16137715237910179902008-07-29T00:04:00.000+05:302008-07-29T00:21:43.952+05:30Revived, but privatelyTo Keefie's relief (I hope, since he's the only one who follows it) this blog is now alive again.However, It's now no longer going to be available all over the internet. This is my private space. If you're reading this, it's by invitation. Keefie is automatically invited. 'nuff said.This is my space, a very private space.I shall vent here. Subscribe at your risk.DeepakDeepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-79700025305519215772008-05-07T04:11:00.000+05:302008-05-07T04:30:29.918+05:30End of a BlogThis blog is now at an end.I've decided to concentrate on my Deeply Simple blog. I was never one to reveal details of my inane daily existence anyway.I find it better to tackle the task of making complex internet and computer related issues easy to understand.You might enjoy it, Keefie. Or Keefie.DeepakDeepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-57031339737379956812008-02-25T21:36:00.000+05:302008-02-25T22:56:35.705+05:30Darn you, Keefie!Glutton for punishment, aren't you, Keefie? So you tagged me. Huh! You tagged me with "The Damned Book Tag" and blogger honour dictates that I follow the requirements of the tag.So here goes:1. Pick up the nearest book of at least 123 pagesThe nearest book happens to be "Services Marketing: Integrating Customer Focus Across The Firm". Hey! Don't shoot me, you said, "the nearest book" not "the Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-72099418746230261862008-02-23T22:11:00.000+05:302008-02-23T22:23:23.942+05:30Entry from Backside onlyThat title, Ladies and Gentlemen, refers to Penguin's book on the acceptance of Indian English (or Indlish or Hinglish) on the global platform and not to any kinky skulduggery in the bedroom.So you think the Americans have kidnapped English? Think again.Read all about it in Amrit Dhillon's article in The Telegraph.DeepakDeepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-8231642686351107892008-02-06T22:35:00.000+05:302008-02-06T22:42:33.481+05:30My Best Friend's WeddingNo, really, this is about my Best Friend's Wedding!Ashish, my best friend, got married, see? In Bangalore, where he and his bride reside. I was Best Man and Toastmaster. Photographs in slideshow follow. Goa can wait. The wedding was on the 3rd of Feb but well, we all go in for big fat Indian weddings, even if they're Anglicised.You might need Flash Player to see the slideshow. Google "Flash Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-28386790351430858382008-01-23T22:54:00.000+05:302008-01-24T00:08:29.945+05:30Magical Goa: Part Uncs - Getting to GoaOkay, Keefie, you asked for it, so here it is, the start of the Great Goan Adventure that ended with my sisters horrified, my brothers-in-law confused out of their wits and my nephew desperate to buy Playboy gear to impress his friends.It all began with us going to Goa, as it must, of course. Since I don't know what comes before Part Ducks, this is Part Uncs. Deal with it.We went in a Chevrolet Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-74545737409390761422007-12-10T00:06:00.000+05:302007-12-10T00:13:56.089+05:30Ain't they cute?I don't usually go mushy over pets but here are Rasputin and Flossie being, well, cute. Usually they fight like dogs. I guess it's the cold weather...DeepakDeepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-44358865502802172882007-11-25T21:18:00.000+05:302007-11-25T21:28:30.301+05:30Magical GoaSpent a week in Goa!What an adventurous week! Expect posts on the prawn curry and King's beer and other Goan stuff.Awaiting photographs from sisters and brother-in-law so I can tell you the story of Indian lobsters that have no claws, pork sorpotel that wasn't sorpotel, the over-generous bartender and other succulent tales.Glad to see that, even if malls and stuff have come up in Goa, the locals Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-40230224709767270472007-10-17T01:08:00.000+05:302007-10-17T01:27:24.800+05:30Must be good, must be cheapRegardless of what anyone says about Flat Worlds and outsourcing, these (good and cheap) are mutually exclusive terms.What makes me say this? A post at a freelance site that's offering $1.5 per 400 word article for "quality". And 3 articles per day.I can put 400 words together. How'd the seeker like, "the of and it by for pune kirkee chapter shoe shock..." and so on?I can do it for $1.5. I can Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-38891390068310723912007-09-28T01:58:00.000+05:302007-09-28T02:08:21.692+05:30I disagree, SethFor once, I disagree with Seth Godin, on the subject of speaking in public.Seth says, if you have nothing to say, say nothing and sit down.I say, it's all practice.Whether you have anything to say or not, if presented with the opportunity to speak in public, do so. Make a fool of yourself a couple of times.When it is time to pitch the GREAT IDEA, you'll do it with aplomb.Nothing can beat Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-75421709438726902092007-08-15T22:04:00.000+05:302007-08-15T22:16:41.118+05:30Love in KarachiHow Deepak Morris got his unusual namePre-Independence, undivided India. Solomon Moses Penkar, young, ambitious and, above all, disciplined, was in Karachi (now in Pakistan) to fulfill a government contract. Starting out as a carpenter, he had shown astute business acumen and had quickly become a leading light in his Jewish community, taking on road building contracts and executing them with a Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8836066.post-64281715922204029382007-06-03T01:17:00.000+05:302007-06-03T01:32:18.184+05:30Potato Salad and Full-Length PlaysInto the second day of the ScriptFrenzy mania and already I'm thinking:What's the use? No one's gonna read itWhat's the use? No one's gonna stage itI'd rather write 500 words of drivel that 5 people read than 750 words of drivel that millions might read. Isn't that amazing?Be that as it may, my last night's effort is up at:http://simplynovels.blogspot.com/If Pingoat or any other ping thinks Deepak Morrishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17412436466027473098noreply@blogger.com0