History tells us that, if any country India can trust, it is Russia. In this new age, while building ties with other countries especially U.S and many European countries, India should not forget its loyal friend- Russia. US can take a U-turn anytime, so will follow its European allies. Our hostile relationship with Pakistan, will always keep Muslim dominated countries away from us. And, China does not seem to be friendly enough, as long as Tibetan issue & other border issues solved.
Therefore, India should have a more closer economic & strategic partnership with Russia. Russia & India can compliment each other in many fronts. This can be successful only if we take this relationship beyond the state level. In this regard, the business to business & people to people level interactions and partnerships becomes more important.
Tellingly, Indo-Russian bond should be made stronger rather than compromised for some other dicey relationships.
And, the current Privileged Strategic Agreement is a welcome development.
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Some Smart Writing.
You come across smart writings not that often, but when you do so, you are amused and impressed.
Likewise, today morning I came across an article (had few graphs also) on internet. It is not the article that influenced me so much but the author's request to the people ( inviting comments).
“Comments
Please use the comments to demonstrate your own ignorance, unfamiliarity with empirical data, ability to repeat discredited memes, and lack of respect for scientific knowledge. Also, be sure to create straw men and argue against things I have neither said nor even implied. Any irrelevancies you can mention will also be appreciated. Lastly, kindly forgo all civility in your discourse . . . you are, after all, anonymous.”
That's a marked slap on all the Anonymous cowards.
Likewise, today morning I came across an article (had few graphs also) on internet. It is not the article that influenced me so much but the author's request to the people ( inviting comments).
“Comments
Please use the comments to demonstrate your own ignorance, unfamiliarity with empirical data, ability to repeat discredited memes, and lack of respect for scientific knowledge. Also, be sure to create straw men and argue against things I have neither said nor even implied. Any irrelevancies you can mention will also be appreciated. Lastly, kindly forgo all civility in your discourse . . . you are, after all, anonymous.”
That's a marked slap on all the Anonymous cowards.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
A Mission Impossible
In the last few months I have seen my friends choosing different career paths. Some opted to do their higher education in US, Singapore & Australia. While some targeting GMAT and CAT examination to pursue their MBA dream.
To be sincere I envy people who have made a clear decision in their life. They have taken that turn and moved ahead. And here I'm still standing on that crossroad.
But, I hope things are becoming a little bit more clear. I feel any profession other than civil services will make me unhappy. Again, its an inner feeling.
So, here I am on a mission which requires an indomitable will to succeed. It is about not to give up. It is also about befriending failure and analyzing it for reaping benefits.
A mission never undertook. An uphill task, but its time to prove my mettle.
To be sincere I envy people who have made a clear decision in their life. They have taken that turn and moved ahead. And here I'm still standing on that crossroad.
But, I hope things are becoming a little bit more clear. I feel any profession other than civil services will make me unhappy. Again, its an inner feeling.
So, here I am on a mission which requires an indomitable will to succeed. It is about not to give up. It is also about befriending failure and analyzing it for reaping benefits.
A mission never undertook. An uphill task, but its time to prove my mettle.
Thursday, August 4, 2011
How does a Bank work?
Was flirting with an idea of starting a Bank, and decided I should document my thoughts.
It is quite interesting to note that its confidence of people that runs the bank. People park their money in the bank. They do this through savings/ current account, fixed deposits likewise.
Bank keeps this money and lends out a share of this to the public. They charge interest on this.
The profit made by the bank = Interest charged on the loan – Interest given away to account holders.
So where does Confidence parameter come into picture??
Primarily, It is the confidence of the people that drives them to put their money in a particular bank.
Secondly, It is the confidence of the people ( that their money is secure )that propels the bank as its this money( the bank) lend out as various loans.
The end of the day its confidence of people that matters.
Brand building is of paramount importance. For eg SBI is a bank that has good brand value and has confidence of majority.
SBI also has the largest customer base. It has a high ratio of current and saving account. This enable it to make more profit. As they make more profit they keep their lending rate a bit lower than the other banks and hence is prospering.
This kind of banking is called commercial banking.
There is an another genre of banking called Investment banking. Well they deal in millions and corporates. Their activities are different. They deal in raising money from the capital market for the corporates. Apart from this, they do multitude of activities like M&A,consulting etc.
Its so obvious that Investing banking is more profitable. At the same time, the amount of risk associated with it proportional to the profit earned.
So, paraphrasing my whole thought process, if you have knowledge and skill to manage an investment bank , there is no better way to make some real good money. However, its risky. Commercial banking is safer option but then profit is less.
Hehe.... what a way to timepass. Only few days to go.
It is quite interesting to note that its confidence of people that runs the bank. People park their money in the bank. They do this through savings/ current account, fixed deposits likewise.
Bank keeps this money and lends out a share of this to the public. They charge interest on this.
The profit made by the bank = Interest charged on the loan – Interest given away to account holders.
So where does Confidence parameter come into picture??
Primarily, It is the confidence of the people that drives them to put their money in a particular bank.
Secondly, It is the confidence of the people ( that their money is secure )that propels the bank as its this money( the bank) lend out as various loans.
The end of the day its confidence of people that matters.
Brand building is of paramount importance. For eg SBI is a bank that has good brand value and has confidence of majority.
SBI also has the largest customer base. It has a high ratio of current and saving account. This enable it to make more profit. As they make more profit they keep their lending rate a bit lower than the other banks and hence is prospering.
This kind of banking is called commercial banking.
There is an another genre of banking called Investment banking. Well they deal in millions and corporates. Their activities are different. They deal in raising money from the capital market for the corporates. Apart from this, they do multitude of activities like M&A,consulting etc.
Its so obvious that Investing banking is more profitable. At the same time, the amount of risk associated with it proportional to the profit earned.
So, paraphrasing my whole thought process, if you have knowledge and skill to manage an investment bank , there is no better way to make some real good money. However, its risky. Commercial banking is safer option but then profit is less.
Hehe.... what a way to timepass. Only few days to go.
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Resignation Letter
Today my resignation letter was accepted. And finally by 16th august I bid adieu to Reliance. Three years have been a roller-coaster ride in the purest sense of the word. Experienced extremes of happiness and sadness.
A new phase in my life have started. A decision taken mostly because I hated the job. However, it is quite normal for people to loathe the work.The problem with me is that I just cant take it, I get frustrated. And in that suffocated state I make life miserable for me and everyone around. So, I made this decision to quit the job.
I'm driven by intuition and an obvious amount of risk is always associated with it. But then whats life without a thrill.
A new phase in my life have started. A decision taken mostly because I hated the job. However, it is quite normal for people to loathe the work.The problem with me is that I just cant take it, I get frustrated. And in that suffocated state I make life miserable for me and everyone around. So, I made this decision to quit the job.
I'm driven by intuition and an obvious amount of risk is always associated with it. But then whats life without a thrill.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Thank you.
I like to do this often now, not because I have found some smooth writing in me, but it is the best way to share my thoughts, frustrations, tensions, anger, happiness, stubbornness and a spectrum of other emotions that blossom & flow out through the orifice of my mind.
Yes, I feel that there is someone out there reading this.
An invisible friend who does not care about the grammar, glamour or the crap I write.
Thank you my friend- that you take in all with a grin and affection that only and only you have for me.
Yes, I feel that there is someone out there reading this.
An invisible friend who does not care about the grammar, glamour or the crap I write.
Thank you my friend- that you take in all with a grin and affection that only and only you have for me.
13.07.2011- Nondescript thoughts
Life is all about choices- Sometimes you have many and sometimes your have none.
Either ways life is not so favourable.
Had a memorable date with HR once again, though, it is kind of a mundane activity nowadays.
My transfer to Mumbai is stuck forever. There is no need of people in Mumbai office. Tellingly, its over crowded there and who have already got transferred are starving for job.
Well, last year, this time no one expected so many projects of reliance to halt all of a sudden & majority to go jobless on job.
But one needs to expect the unexpected.
I need to stop it.However, its a good way to vent out the frustration,but, it is killing me.IT OPIATES ME.
Either ways life is not so favourable.
Had a memorable date with HR once again, though, it is kind of a mundane activity nowadays.
My transfer to Mumbai is stuck forever. There is no need of people in Mumbai office. Tellingly, its over crowded there and who have already got transferred are starving for job.
Well, last year, this time no one expected so many projects of reliance to halt all of a sudden & majority to go jobless on job.
But one needs to expect the unexpected.
I need to stop it.However, its a good way to vent out the frustration,but, it is killing me.IT OPIATES ME.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Final thoughts.
Some good sense still prevails.Realized the need of the hour. It is not to get carried away but to control your emotions & excitements and to do well in your exams.
Yes, this is my first attempt at this coveted exam. Though, highly ill-prepared.
But the un-said aim of this attempt is coming to terms with reality, I have been flirting with the Idea of giving UPSC exam for a long time now.Last year SSB clashed with this exam and I had to make one of the thoughest choice of my life.
And, went for the SSB interview.
I reckon I have not been that serious with studies akin to the preparation of guys in Mukherjee Nagar/ Delhi(UPSC preparation HUB). May be this exam will bring me back to earth.
Clearing this is no-joke.
Its been a problem sustaining the intensity with my studies. I have always given up under immense irritation.
Anyways this prelims exam would be a litmus test and will ascertain if this my cup of tea.
If it is, then it is just a matter of time that I join the services. No, it is not over-confidence or it is not about undermining the rivals, it is just an optimist outlook.
Between I came to know from Akhilesh that few more our batch mates have made it to the IIM A. Congrats guys.
Akhilesh also said that no more people are getting transferred to Mumbai.
Well, I think I was the last guy to get transferred.
It’s quite sad to know that Reliance have put on hold 3 projects. That, essentially means we have an excessive manpower.
Scenario is scary. Reliance has indeed spoiled careers of many.
A company with no realistic structure and so un-organised.
Cribbing about one’s own company is not good and is against my personal mottoes. So that is the full-stop.
Don’t think I won’t be able to blog back home, SO this becomes my last blog for some time.
And Congress has messed up with the “Baba Ramdev's Fast”.
Kapil Sibal has acted like a naïve KID who has a Harvard degree(with no practical use). Your Double-dealing act was cheap Sir.
Well, your NO-LOSS Theory on 2G scam still shocks me even in my sleep.
Excited to see Hari, Thadiyan and Ramkumar.
So a long good bye.
And checked my ticket status for the last time, it still ranked '1' on the waiting list.Heheee..
Yes, this is my first attempt at this coveted exam. Though, highly ill-prepared.
But the un-said aim of this attempt is coming to terms with reality, I have been flirting with the Idea of giving UPSC exam for a long time now.Last year SSB clashed with this exam and I had to make one of the thoughest choice of my life.
And, went for the SSB interview.
I reckon I have not been that serious with studies akin to the preparation of guys in Mukherjee Nagar/ Delhi(UPSC preparation HUB). May be this exam will bring me back to earth.
Clearing this is no-joke.
Its been a problem sustaining the intensity with my studies. I have always given up under immense irritation.
Anyways this prelims exam would be a litmus test and will ascertain if this my cup of tea.
If it is, then it is just a matter of time that I join the services. No, it is not over-confidence or it is not about undermining the rivals, it is just an optimist outlook.
Between I came to know from Akhilesh that few more our batch mates have made it to the IIM A. Congrats guys.
Akhilesh also said that no more people are getting transferred to Mumbai.
Well, I think I was the last guy to get transferred.
It’s quite sad to know that Reliance have put on hold 3 projects. That, essentially means we have an excessive manpower.
Scenario is scary. Reliance has indeed spoiled careers of many.
A company with no realistic structure and so un-organised.
Cribbing about one’s own company is not good and is against my personal mottoes. So that is the full-stop.
Don’t think I won’t be able to blog back home, SO this becomes my last blog for some time.
And Congress has messed up with the “Baba Ramdev's Fast”.
Kapil Sibal has acted like a naïve KID who has a Harvard degree(with no practical use). Your Double-dealing act was cheap Sir.
Well, your NO-LOSS Theory on 2G scam still shocks me even in my sleep.
Excited to see Hari, Thadiyan and Ramkumar.
So a long good bye.
And checked my ticket status for the last time, it still ranked '1' on the waiting list.Heheee..
I love my kerala.
And then finally off to kerala tomorrow.
Got a waiting list (1) tatkal ticket. Hope it gets confirmed on the final chart.
Everything has a first time, please god don’t make me bribe the TTE.
Meanwhile thank you vivek .He had taken all pains to book my ticket on a Sunday morning, tolerating the irritating old-aged sluggish railway website and sacrificing a pleasant morning sleep.
It is going to be a long vacation and would re-live those monsoon memories.
Damn! It never rains in Delhi. Life is so suffocating here.
Hope to see Thadiyan. He is going to US. Yet another guy lured by the West. .
And hari has planned a get-together kind of at Marine Drive.Its going to be memorable.
Even tedy would join making it a session of senseless deliberations and vayinokkals.
Forgot to tell you this would be first attempt on Civil Service exam. Well, that happens to be the primary reason of this visit.
All the best.
Bye.
Got a waiting list (1) tatkal ticket. Hope it gets confirmed on the final chart.
Everything has a first time, please god don’t make me bribe the TTE.
Meanwhile thank you vivek .He had taken all pains to book my ticket on a Sunday morning, tolerating the irritating old-aged sluggish railway website and sacrificing a pleasant morning sleep.
It is going to be a long vacation and would re-live those monsoon memories.
Damn! It never rains in Delhi. Life is so suffocating here.
Hope to see Thadiyan. He is going to US. Yet another guy lured by the West. .
And hari has planned a get-together kind of at Marine Drive.Its going to be memorable.
Even tedy would join making it a session of senseless deliberations and vayinokkals.
Forgot to tell you this would be first attempt on Civil Service exam. Well, that happens to be the primary reason of this visit.
All the best.
Bye.
It goes on and On...
As life meanders..
Wonder what..
Lurk around the corner..
Hope it’s the ‘Ups’ of life..
A mysterious..
Zeal beckons..
to satiate the urge..
a drive to surpass.
The hurdles of fallacy..
And mirages of bliss..
It’s a new beginning..
Afresh thoughts..
Emotionally entangled...
Between a..
Vibrant spirit..
And maimed soul…
But a determined mind..
Shows the way..
And the Journey starts..
Life relishes..
Wonder what..
Lurk around the corner..
Hope it’s the ‘Ups’ of life..
A mysterious..
Zeal beckons..
to satiate the urge..
a drive to surpass.
The hurdles of fallacy..
And mirages of bliss..
It’s a new beginning..
Afresh thoughts..
Emotionally entangled...
Between a..
Vibrant spirit..
And maimed soul…
But a determined mind..
Shows the way..
And the Journey starts..
Life relishes..
Friday, June 3, 2011
NOT available.
No tickets available.
May be should try Tatkal tickets.
Need to come to office before 8 in the morning tomorrow. That would be a shock for the guards who regularly see me cruising in to punch at 9:45- just in time or late.
In the history of this company I guess anyone would have walked pass the entry gate so early. New record would be set tomorrow.
Out of the blue a mail warning has popped up on the screen.
Its been so long something like this happened. Hope It’s the HR mail.
Grrrr… checked the mail.
Its not worthy to explain the mail.
How did Kyazoonga get my official mail ID???... I am not going to waste my valuable time pondering over this.
I remember I had booked WC tickets with this ID.
Now they are sending me all Spam mails.
This mail says Salman Khan is ready with Asin. To do what???- It is unclear on that. Some kind of marketing Stunt I guess.They want to create curiosity among readers and I am not going to fall for this.
Reckon it is about some up-coming movie. Lost zeal for movies so there goes the mail into thrash.
Meanwhile. Asin is inflammable. Good that nowadays they use digitalized tape.
Goddess of Sleep is so seductive.
Sleeping.
May be should try Tatkal tickets.
Need to come to office before 8 in the morning tomorrow. That would be a shock for the guards who regularly see me cruising in to punch at 9:45- just in time or late.
In the history of this company I guess anyone would have walked pass the entry gate so early. New record would be set tomorrow.
Out of the blue a mail warning has popped up on the screen.
Its been so long something like this happened. Hope It’s the HR mail.
Grrrr… checked the mail.
Its not worthy to explain the mail.
How did Kyazoonga get my official mail ID???... I am not going to waste my valuable time pondering over this.
I remember I had booked WC tickets with this ID.
Now they are sending me all Spam mails.
This mail says Salman Khan is ready with Asin. To do what???- It is unclear on that. Some kind of marketing Stunt I guess.They want to create curiosity among readers and I am not going to fall for this.
Reckon it is about some up-coming movie. Lost zeal for movies so there goes the mail into thrash.
Meanwhile. Asin is inflammable. Good that nowadays they use digitalized tape.
Goddess of Sleep is so seductive.
Sleeping.
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Destiny
Not giving the EXAM because IRCTC refused me tickets.
I had logged in but while searching for trains I got logged off automatically.
And then it refused me entry. It says my password is wrong.
How is it possible I just logged in you b****h.
Sad. Last year it was a SSB interview.
This year it is IRCTC. I am not destined to write this exam.
Bad day.
YAAAAAAWN. Feel sleepy.
It is nothing like sleeping on the office desk.
I had logged in but while searching for trains I got logged off automatically.
And then it refused me entry. It says my password is wrong.
How is it possible I just logged in you b****h.
Sad. Last year it was a SSB interview.
This year it is IRCTC. I am not destined to write this exam.
Bad day.
YAAAAAAWN. Feel sleepy.
It is nothing like sleeping on the office desk.
Mission IRCTC
A quick entry.
Mission IRCTC accomplished.I had forgotten my password.
I tried all possible combination of potential passwords but none worked.
Got annoyed and typed in my last entry.
BINGO! It worked.
Now it is time to change it to a very easy to remember password.
Between tedy had called yesterday. He told me my center for CSAT is Rajagiri public School (Thadiyan’s School- does that portend well? - see this as hot debate topic).
We had not gotten our admit card till date. I was partly happy for the fact that it made things easy for me as I was double-minded on giving this exam.
And, now he tells me that even if you don’t receive the admit card you have another option to give the exam. All you need to do is get the online copy of your registration slip with the center information, with two recent photographs and an Identity card.
With these documents they would let you appear for the exam. Tedy, my dear, your kindness has put me in deep mess.
Hmm.. Still not decided to give the exam or not as I have not prepared for the Mains.
Giving prelims without preparing for the mains is like making a fool of oneself.
And, prelims mark does not count.
Well one more decision to make.
Nevertheless checked for flight tickets for 11th june (12th -Exam). Discouraging, prices have soared like anything.
Free market supply-demand forces have pushed the prices so high beyond the common man’s reach.All the Capitalist-Economist do you hear that.
Obviously, the next option is Railways and that is how I embarked on the mission to retrieve my Login password.
Hope to get a confirmed ticket.
Good luck .Bye
Mission IRCTC accomplished.I had forgotten my password.
I tried all possible combination of potential passwords but none worked.
Got annoyed and typed in my last entry.
BINGO! It worked.
Now it is time to change it to a very easy to remember password.
Between tedy had called yesterday. He told me my center for CSAT is Rajagiri public School (Thadiyan’s School- does that portend well? - see this as hot debate topic).
We had not gotten our admit card till date. I was partly happy for the fact that it made things easy for me as I was double-minded on giving this exam.
And, now he tells me that even if you don’t receive the admit card you have another option to give the exam. All you need to do is get the online copy of your registration slip with the center information, with two recent photographs and an Identity card.
With these documents they would let you appear for the exam. Tedy, my dear, your kindness has put me in deep mess.
Hmm.. Still not decided to give the exam or not as I have not prepared for the Mains.
Giving prelims without preparing for the mains is like making a fool of oneself.
And, prelims mark does not count.
Well one more decision to make.
Nevertheless checked for flight tickets for 11th june (12th -Exam). Discouraging, prices have soared like anything.
Free market supply-demand forces have pushed the prices so high beyond the common man’s reach.All the Capitalist-Economist do you hear that.
Obviously, the next option is Railways and that is how I embarked on the mission to retrieve my Login password.
Hope to get a confirmed ticket.
Good luck .Bye
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Invasion
They just keep walking all day, no, all day and night. I think they keep walking their entire life until they find food.
Once they find food, they invade like the Mughals.
So that is what happened with my Samosas.
As planned I had bunked office today. And summers have choked all your options of going out during day time.
So in the morning itself I had gone to the market nearby and bought eatables for the day. The bakers there make good delicious samosas. I had bought 8 of them. I had imagined of having them with black coffee.
After coming back from market, I kept the samosas on my table and grabbed the paper. unforfunately(quite normal though), I slept off while reading.
I woke up to find an "Ant Invasion" on my samosas.
Freaking there were millions of them. I tried to shoo them away but only to get more annoyed.Finally, I sacrificed the Samosas.
I’m sure 8 samosas would feed them for the whole season.
Found some solace in the fact that it’s gone for charity. After all humans do have some responsibilities to their fellow living being.
And Magnitude of responsibility is manifold considering the fact that we are the superior being.
But then I was damn hungry. These sentiments and good-will thoughts won’t satisfy your hunger.
I understand this is the same materialistic thought Karl Marx had. He said only if one's stomach is filled one would be in a state to think.
Therfore, he dejected the primacy of Ideas and embarked on the mission of dialectical materialism. This mission culminated in what world now calls MARXISM OR COMMUNISM.
No No I’m not turning Marx, I was freaking hungry and his thought becomes so vital in these Situation.
I ordered Food from Meal Express and plunged onto some FM music.
Rs 150/- for a good meal. In kerala a good south Indian meal one would get for Rs 25
Food been a rip-off here. Capitalism has not really worked for the betterment of people in this sector.
Needless to say, I’m not going into capitalism and communism again. But, Kerala being kind of a Communist state has attained more balanced growth than any state in India.
People who crib about the paucity of Infrastructure development in kerala, should understand that it has been greatly successful is developing its Human Resources. One would easily find marked Individuals in almost all the fields of study and research.
Written a lot i belive.
Checked my mail inbox. There is no mail from HR.
I think I’m losing this JOB.
Not found a way ahead. Time to punch-out.
Did not FB today: feels good.
A highly un-productive day in terms of knowledge acquirement and between Slept like a PIG after the heavy Meal.
I like this meek submission to the goddness of sleep and Thats is truly me.
And women in my society is forcing me to perform more laboriously.Summers are very demanding.
Sometimes I really dont like this self employment.It drains the life out of me.
But I enjoy its highs and Lows.
Bye.Good night.
Once they find food, they invade like the Mughals.
So that is what happened with my Samosas.
As planned I had bunked office today. And summers have choked all your options of going out during day time.
So in the morning itself I had gone to the market nearby and bought eatables for the day. The bakers there make good delicious samosas. I had bought 8 of them. I had imagined of having them with black coffee.
After coming back from market, I kept the samosas on my table and grabbed the paper. unforfunately(quite normal though), I slept off while reading.
I woke up to find an "Ant Invasion" on my samosas.
Freaking there were millions of them. I tried to shoo them away but only to get more annoyed.Finally, I sacrificed the Samosas.
I’m sure 8 samosas would feed them for the whole season.
Found some solace in the fact that it’s gone for charity. After all humans do have some responsibilities to their fellow living being.
And Magnitude of responsibility is manifold considering the fact that we are the superior being.
But then I was damn hungry. These sentiments and good-will thoughts won’t satisfy your hunger.
I understand this is the same materialistic thought Karl Marx had. He said only if one's stomach is filled one would be in a state to think.
Therfore, he dejected the primacy of Ideas and embarked on the mission of dialectical materialism. This mission culminated in what world now calls MARXISM OR COMMUNISM.
No No I’m not turning Marx, I was freaking hungry and his thought becomes so vital in these Situation.
I ordered Food from Meal Express and plunged onto some FM music.
Rs 150/- for a good meal. In kerala a good south Indian meal one would get for Rs 25
Food been a rip-off here. Capitalism has not really worked for the betterment of people in this sector.
Needless to say, I’m not going into capitalism and communism again. But, Kerala being kind of a Communist state has attained more balanced growth than any state in India.
People who crib about the paucity of Infrastructure development in kerala, should understand that it has been greatly successful is developing its Human Resources. One would easily find marked Individuals in almost all the fields of study and research.
Written a lot i belive.
Checked my mail inbox. There is no mail from HR.
I think I’m losing this JOB.
Not found a way ahead. Time to punch-out.
Did not FB today: feels good.
A highly un-productive day in terms of knowledge acquirement and between Slept like a PIG after the heavy Meal.
I like this meek submission to the goddness of sleep and Thats is truly me.
And women in my society is forcing me to perform more laboriously.Summers are very demanding.
Sometimes I really dont like this self employment.It drains the life out of me.
But I enjoy its highs and Lows.
Bye.Good night.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
TIME OUT!
Just typed in my last status update on FB and it will remain the same for some time.
Need to clear this mess that I’m into.
This untimely Transfer to Mumbai has to be sorted out urgently.
If the company really wants me in Mumbai, it has to resolve all my concerns immediately. HR by not doing so is wasting my time which is invaluable and also company’s.
Made a bad move; threatening the HR at this PMS-juncture.
Definitely does not augur well.
Anyways, everything that happened is hopefully for good.
Also, need to clear my mind on whether to continue to work or go for Civil Service preparation.
This is when you really miss someone in life.
Need to clear this mess that I’m into.
This untimely Transfer to Mumbai has to be sorted out urgently.
If the company really wants me in Mumbai, it has to resolve all my concerns immediately. HR by not doing so is wasting my time which is invaluable and also company’s.
Made a bad move; threatening the HR at this PMS-juncture.
Definitely does not augur well.
Anyways, everything that happened is hopefully for good.
Also, need to clear my mind on whether to continue to work or go for Civil Service preparation.
This is when you really miss someone in life.
Changing Times.
Till few weeks back, there would always be a barrage of mails waiting in my inbox to be read. If I failed to check and archive these mails(every 2-3 hrs), the system hurled “quota Warning Messages”. And further my boss would shout at me “jagadish clean your mail box”.
Things have changed contrastingly. I received only ‘1’ mail yesterday that too some generic message sent by HR.
I reckon Harminder Mohan our Corporate HR is busy with the PMS and have forgotten my case. That means I’m lost. And indefinitely I’m stuck here.
Well, Facebook is no more interesting. Its Fizz is gone.
Gleefully jobless on job but then there is a genuine feeling of anxiety. It looks like I’m losing this job.
Tellingly, I have found that almost all my colleagues are on FB all the time. I had considered these people to be laborious sincere workers; it was just foolishness to think so.
People here keep staring at the screen so religiously. All work they do is up-date their status on FB or hit few likes or ogle at some random girl’s photograph.
Also, came to know that some guys have started a group to discuss about few left over girls in our company and other office politics. Desperate cracks.
Existence of this company is miracle to me now. Needless to say, it is time to move on and to find another job.
Between Kataria Sir expired today. He succumbed to a stroke. This news was a shock to me. However, matter of life & death is beyond our control. I express my solemn condolences.
Well, I am scared of death, hope it invades me unknowingly.
That’s for today and tomorrow planning to bunk office; kind of. Kung Fu Panda in 3D is pending to be watched.
YAWN…bye.
Things have changed contrastingly. I received only ‘1’ mail yesterday that too some generic message sent by HR.
I reckon Harminder Mohan our Corporate HR is busy with the PMS and have forgotten my case. That means I’m lost. And indefinitely I’m stuck here.
Well, Facebook is no more interesting. Its Fizz is gone.
Gleefully jobless on job but then there is a genuine feeling of anxiety. It looks like I’m losing this job.
Tellingly, I have found that almost all my colleagues are on FB all the time. I had considered these people to be laborious sincere workers; it was just foolishness to think so.
People here keep staring at the screen so religiously. All work they do is up-date their status on FB or hit few likes or ogle at some random girl’s photograph.
Also, came to know that some guys have started a group to discuss about few left over girls in our company and other office politics. Desperate cracks.
Existence of this company is miracle to me now. Needless to say, it is time to move on and to find another job.
Between Kataria Sir expired today. He succumbed to a stroke. This news was a shock to me. However, matter of life & death is beyond our control. I express my solemn condolences.
Well, I am scared of death, hope it invades me unknowingly.
That’s for today and tomorrow planning to bunk office; kind of. Kung Fu Panda in 3D is pending to be watched.
YAWN…bye.
Monday, May 30, 2011
Initial impression- a Weekend in Gurgaon.
I woke up around 7 in the morning, felt ecstasy. It gave me a feeling, the one I had when I slept off for 18hrs continuously; lazy college days.
As I peeped through the window to get a glimpse of a typical hot Sunday morning in Gurgaon, Harky woke up and appreciated the fine Absolute Vodka we had last night.
Had to agree with him for it was the most refined Vodka I ever had. It gave a progressive kick and took me to nirvana though can’t remember anything.
Last thing I remember was we were chatting with Varun. Tedy was checking out Ganguly’s photo album on facebook. I slightly do remember vivek watching the football match in the other room and Harky sleeping (OUT OUT)- Aanamayaki.
Apart from this I don’t recollect anything.
I strolled into the other room. Tedy and vivek were still sleeping.
Pavam, tedy might have gotten an unbearable kick on a single breezer- no joking possible with tedy. Anywhere else in the world esp in LDC‘s, if you force a breezer into a tedy-like body United Nations organization would sue you for a spate of human rights violation.
Vivek was sleeping with a smile. That does not augur well.
I made some quick prayers to all the known gods-Lord Shiva first on list- Destruction seeked– Man Utd-Destruction seeked- Man Utd. Devamme please don’t tell me that Man Utd had won the match last night.
If that happens, then I can’t use FB for another week as yesterday I took a dig on all the Manu fans on the FB which obviously pissed off vivek.
Suddenly, I heard hysterical mooing sound from the kitchen. My hunches told me- its ok, it’s Harky.
Tedy woke up, splashing some profound Malayalam abusive words on me.
The next few sentences he said threw all my senses into a reality ridden emotional whirlpool. I was startled at few of the revelation but found redemption in the fact that Tedy always exaggerates and he takes advantage of one’s drunk state.
But, then I could not re-collect Nikita/ Guneet /Guneet’s sister/ Gangulys/ Barca/ shouting/ Chatting/ typing- I LOVE U/ biting tedy’s hand etc..etc ..
These challenged my memory and my Moral character. Both are indispensible qualities required for Civil Servants.
I need to see the Chat history to understand what happened. Its urgent; I galloped to the other room and grabbed the laptop.
As the lappy loaded windows, I asked tedy who the hell is guneet??
Tedy retorted Da, shavame Gyani.
I did not have any other option, so I admitted to his stories making a mental note that if anything turns incorrect would blast off tedy.
The next half an hour in my life was kind of the most embarrassing moments of my life.
This is unprecedented, for the first time tedy was correct 99%.This efficiency cannot match a person who designed a 5 mm dia shaft for some heavy vehicle for one of his mechanical papers. The Prof (paper checker) had escaped this Stroke-hidden-blooper bomb that tedy threw at him for there was no condolences for few months that followed.
Hmm.. Guneet’s sister did not figure in ‘the' chat conversation that happened and accounted for the 1% error- or the artificial inflation tedy contributed for.
I felt really bad that I chatted with some girl using tedy’s Gmail Account till 4 in the morning. That means I slept only for 3 hrs. JUST 3 HRS!
My “INITIAL IMPRESSION” was shattered completely. I have messed up things BIG time last night.
My head had started becoming heavier and drowsiness caught me.But, each line tedy read out on the chat history brought me back to reality.
Sad, I had also told her about myself getting transfered to Mumbai(hmm..I wrote Mumbai properly after three laborious attempts) and my ongoing impasse with HR.
I told her that Harky was drunk and was sleeping.
Respect/ Philsociology/ Varun/ Barca/ vivek/ sreekanth/luka chupi/ A.Ganguly/ shoe making company/ Barclay/ coal India limited/ mesmerizing saree/ blah blah……………….. Gleamed our conversation.
Vivek had woken up by now and laughing his lungs out.
Harky spewed some more abuses on me, mainly because I told her that he was drunk and out. Hehe.. sorry Harky I understand; letting any girl know of your impotency of consuming alcohol beyond 4 pegs & being awake is devastating especially when she happens to be your former college-class mate.
For the next few minutes I took long breaths to ease out the abashment. YOGA works.
I took solace in the fact that I kept the conversation to a good level of decency. She never was irritated or did abusive me.
Later, saw Hangover part 1. Had roti and butter chicken curry that we bought for last night. No one had eaten food last night.
This re-iterates the fact that tedy was drunk & OUT on a single breezer.
And, forgot to tell you; BARCA WON.
May be that’s the reason Vivek abstained from food last night.
Tedy told me later that I screamed at top of my voice when Barca scored. There was fear that house owner- he stays down stairs would reprimand us today. Though, did not happen, nice.
I logged on to FB to check if any Man Utd fans were online.As expected all had gone into hiding- HAHAHA.
Interestingly, I had made a status update on FB after the last night match.Varun and kannan had comment on it, of which Varun's comment hurted vivek inherently.
Varun Had written:
Q: What's the difference between Alex Ferguson and God?
A: God doesn't think he's Alex Ferguson.!!!!
Vivek did not talk to anyone for 10 mins.It was only when harky entered the room and became scapegoat for some random discussion-criticism that vivek said something. Thank god, he spoke.I have heard stories of people losing their ability to speak on hearing unbearable heart breaking news..
I tried sleeping after food, it did not happen. Tedy persuaded me to watch CO(I think it is spelled so).It was a good tamil movie, though can’t recollect most of it as my head was spinning most of the time.
Meanwhile, Harky gulped down his daily dose of WHEY Protein and went to GYM.
After the Movie, I tried to catch some sleep but could not.
It was a terrible feeling. I was damn tried & wanted to sleep but sleep was evading me.
Harky returned to give us some Gyaan on the need for physical activities in our life. His Muscles were inflated now and speaking the tormenting story of pushing its limits for unproductive gains.
And, in some time he left for office letting us know of some cant-keep-away sort of work. As the part of Business expansion of Maruti, is augmenting its internet lease lines. Very important for the fact that Suzuki rules Maruti now and connectivity with their office in Japan is vital
Good thing: Maruti is expanding. So more jobs and it invigorates the economy.
After the movie, I again tried to sleep but to vain. Vivek had a sound sleep as we watched CO.
Throughout the day, we did not do anything and lay lethargic on the Un-cozy bed watching some youtube videos, old Malayalam comedies- evergreen, listening to some songs.
I did also upload my CV on naukri.com. Hope some company gives me interview call.
Left Gurgaon by 8 after having Dosa from the market place nearby
Reached back home by 10:00.
Hit the bed (cozy) in no time only to be woken up by dobby at 8 in the morning.
Feels good now, its almost back to normal senses.
Checked out my Inbox, Harminder Mohan of HR has not sent me any clarification mail till now. Need to sent reminder number 2.
Professionally my life has come to a standstill. Personally I am letting it flow like an unexplored river.
As I peeped through the window to get a glimpse of a typical hot Sunday morning in Gurgaon, Harky woke up and appreciated the fine Absolute Vodka we had last night.
Had to agree with him for it was the most refined Vodka I ever had. It gave a progressive kick and took me to nirvana though can’t remember anything.
Last thing I remember was we were chatting with Varun. Tedy was checking out Ganguly’s photo album on facebook. I slightly do remember vivek watching the football match in the other room and Harky sleeping (OUT OUT)- Aanamayaki.
Apart from this I don’t recollect anything.
I strolled into the other room. Tedy and vivek were still sleeping.
Pavam, tedy might have gotten an unbearable kick on a single breezer- no joking possible with tedy. Anywhere else in the world esp in LDC‘s, if you force a breezer into a tedy-like body United Nations organization would sue you for a spate of human rights violation.
Vivek was sleeping with a smile. That does not augur well.
I made some quick prayers to all the known gods-Lord Shiva first on list- Destruction seeked– Man Utd-Destruction seeked- Man Utd. Devamme please don’t tell me that Man Utd had won the match last night.
If that happens, then I can’t use FB for another week as yesterday I took a dig on all the Manu fans on the FB which obviously pissed off vivek.
Suddenly, I heard hysterical mooing sound from the kitchen. My hunches told me- its ok, it’s Harky.
Tedy woke up, splashing some profound Malayalam abusive words on me.
The next few sentences he said threw all my senses into a reality ridden emotional whirlpool. I was startled at few of the revelation but found redemption in the fact that Tedy always exaggerates and he takes advantage of one’s drunk state.
But, then I could not re-collect Nikita/ Guneet /Guneet’s sister/ Gangulys/ Barca/ shouting/ Chatting/ typing- I LOVE U/ biting tedy’s hand etc..etc ..
These challenged my memory and my Moral character. Both are indispensible qualities required for Civil Servants.
I need to see the Chat history to understand what happened. Its urgent; I galloped to the other room and grabbed the laptop.
As the lappy loaded windows, I asked tedy who the hell is guneet??
Tedy retorted Da, shavame Gyani.
I did not have any other option, so I admitted to his stories making a mental note that if anything turns incorrect would blast off tedy.
The next half an hour in my life was kind of the most embarrassing moments of my life.
This is unprecedented, for the first time tedy was correct 99%.This efficiency cannot match a person who designed a 5 mm dia shaft for some heavy vehicle for one of his mechanical papers. The Prof (paper checker) had escaped this Stroke-hidden-blooper bomb that tedy threw at him for there was no condolences for few months that followed.
Hmm.. Guneet’s sister did not figure in ‘the' chat conversation that happened and accounted for the 1% error- or the artificial inflation tedy contributed for.
I felt really bad that I chatted with some girl using tedy’s Gmail Account till 4 in the morning. That means I slept only for 3 hrs. JUST 3 HRS!
My “INITIAL IMPRESSION” was shattered completely. I have messed up things BIG time last night.
My head had started becoming heavier and drowsiness caught me.But, each line tedy read out on the chat history brought me back to reality.
Sad, I had also told her about myself getting transfered to Mumbai(hmm..I wrote Mumbai properly after three laborious attempts) and my ongoing impasse with HR.
I told her that Harky was drunk and was sleeping.
Respect/ Philsociology/ Varun/ Barca/ vivek/ sreekanth/luka chupi/ A.Ganguly/ shoe making company/ Barclay/ coal India limited/ mesmerizing saree/ blah blah……………….. Gleamed our conversation.
Vivek had woken up by now and laughing his lungs out.
Harky spewed some more abuses on me, mainly because I told her that he was drunk and out. Hehe.. sorry Harky I understand; letting any girl know of your impotency of consuming alcohol beyond 4 pegs & being awake is devastating especially when she happens to be your former college-class mate.
For the next few minutes I took long breaths to ease out the abashment. YOGA works.
I took solace in the fact that I kept the conversation to a good level of decency. She never was irritated or did abusive me.
Later, saw Hangover part 1. Had roti and butter chicken curry that we bought for last night. No one had eaten food last night.
This re-iterates the fact that tedy was drunk & OUT on a single breezer.
And, forgot to tell you; BARCA WON.
May be that’s the reason Vivek abstained from food last night.
Tedy told me later that I screamed at top of my voice when Barca scored. There was fear that house owner- he stays down stairs would reprimand us today. Though, did not happen, nice.
I logged on to FB to check if any Man Utd fans were online.As expected all had gone into hiding- HAHAHA.
Interestingly, I had made a status update on FB after the last night match.Varun and kannan had comment on it, of which Varun's comment hurted vivek inherently.
Varun Had written:
Q: What's the difference between Alex Ferguson and God?
A: God doesn't think he's Alex Ferguson.!!!!
Vivek did not talk to anyone for 10 mins.It was only when harky entered the room and became scapegoat for some random discussion-criticism that vivek said something. Thank god, he spoke.I have heard stories of people losing their ability to speak on hearing unbearable heart breaking news..
I tried sleeping after food, it did not happen. Tedy persuaded me to watch CO(I think it is spelled so).It was a good tamil movie, though can’t recollect most of it as my head was spinning most of the time.
Meanwhile, Harky gulped down his daily dose of WHEY Protein and went to GYM.
After the Movie, I tried to catch some sleep but could not.
It was a terrible feeling. I was damn tried & wanted to sleep but sleep was evading me.
Harky returned to give us some Gyaan on the need for physical activities in our life. His Muscles were inflated now and speaking the tormenting story of pushing its limits for unproductive gains.
And, in some time he left for office letting us know of some cant-keep-away sort of work. As the part of Business expansion of Maruti, is augmenting its internet lease lines. Very important for the fact that Suzuki rules Maruti now and connectivity with their office in Japan is vital
Good thing: Maruti is expanding. So more jobs and it invigorates the economy.
After the movie, I again tried to sleep but to vain. Vivek had a sound sleep as we watched CO.
Throughout the day, we did not do anything and lay lethargic on the Un-cozy bed watching some youtube videos, old Malayalam comedies- evergreen, listening to some songs.
I did also upload my CV on naukri.com. Hope some company gives me interview call.
Left Gurgaon by 8 after having Dosa from the market place nearby
Reached back home by 10:00.
Hit the bed (cozy) in no time only to be woken up by dobby at 8 in the morning.
Feels good now, its almost back to normal senses.
Checked out my Inbox, Harminder Mohan of HR has not sent me any clarification mail till now. Need to sent reminder number 2.
Professionally my life has come to a standstill. Personally I am letting it flow like an unexplored river.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Random..
Don’t be surprised if I tell you that the whole day I was in Office and on facebook(pls don’t ask me which company I work for).
I’m kind of being addicted to Facebook now. Professionally does not augur well for me.
Today, did not make new acquaintances but refreshed many.
It was quite a revelation, to know that most of my friends are either studying or working abroad.Its not that I can ask for help, by forwarding my CV but it genuinely feels good when you know that your friends are working for Barclays, Microsoft & Google..etc
Well, coming back, pissed off Vivek on Man U and otherwise had a harmonious day on FB.
Tomorrow – no office that means no access to net and so, no FB.
Time 6:20 PM, Saturday evening, freaking, the office is almost empty.
It looks scary from my cubicle, as I see no one around; it’s deserted- never noticed before.
I could hear noises that AC make while they work. Normally, these noises get drowned in din of the woking day.
Need to leave ,Good night to myself.
I’m kind of being addicted to Facebook now. Professionally does not augur well for me.
Today, did not make new acquaintances but refreshed many.
It was quite a revelation, to know that most of my friends are either studying or working abroad.Its not that I can ask for help, by forwarding my CV but it genuinely feels good when you know that your friends are working for Barclays, Microsoft & Google..etc
Well, coming back, pissed off Vivek on Man U and otherwise had a harmonious day on FB.
Tomorrow – no office that means no access to net and so, no FB.
Time 6:20 PM, Saturday evening, freaking, the office is almost empty.
It looks scary from my cubicle, as I see no one around; it’s deserted- never noticed before.
I could hear noises that AC make while they work. Normally, these noises get drowned in din of the woking day.
Need to leave ,Good night to myself.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Quater life Crisis
This blog is intriguingly dedicated to me. I know if I want to see a guy who has absolutely no aim in life, all I need to do is look into the mirror.
Sad, though, is the truth. The other day I was letting my friend know that I really can’t find happiness in my life; he taunted me, for he always found me as a convoluted confused person. To overcome my lassitude I wrote a poem (LOST) to find no respite.
I reckon, I have rammed into a tall, dead- end wall. Collided head-on and fallen flat down on the ground. Subsequently, I have woken up to this moment where I have lost the fizz of life. Life looks so pale. My lungs refuses to breath otherwise it bribes me to breath this lonely monotonous insipid life.
I really can’t find what in life that I am looking for. What will quench my thirst? Lost, completely lost in this complex equation called life.
How on earth can someone become so blank? How can one run out of thoughts and everyday thinking? How can one just not socialize and hide oneself in that single room of his? How can one just defy his inner instincts?
On a war footing I need to find answers to these questions or else I would slip into an incurable depression.
My mind is so whimsical; it wobbles like a pendulum. IAS and CAT are at the two extremes. My current job is in the mid way, somewhere in the mean position. I need to stop this life choking dynamism of my mind.
To clear Civil Service I need to put in at-least a year’s hard work (humongous task- no joke).It certainly demands a full time preparation. For that I need to leave my Job. My financial and family scenario is so unfavorable that if I quit my job, it is like committing suicide. Even a naïve kid would refuse to do this (if he was in my place).
And CAT- MBA is for quick brains. This sluggish brain would take decades to compete. But, then there is a dormant zeal for MBA somewhere in me.
Tellingly, I don’t know what to go for.what to look for.Lack the clarity of thought & vision.
May be this is what some thinker’s call the “quarter life crisis”.
Time is running out, need to find a solution.
Sad, though, is the truth. The other day I was letting my friend know that I really can’t find happiness in my life; he taunted me, for he always found me as a convoluted confused person. To overcome my lassitude I wrote a poem (LOST) to find no respite.
I reckon, I have rammed into a tall, dead- end wall. Collided head-on and fallen flat down on the ground. Subsequently, I have woken up to this moment where I have lost the fizz of life. Life looks so pale. My lungs refuses to breath otherwise it bribes me to breath this lonely monotonous insipid life.
I really can’t find what in life that I am looking for. What will quench my thirst? Lost, completely lost in this complex equation called life.
How on earth can someone become so blank? How can one run out of thoughts and everyday thinking? How can one just not socialize and hide oneself in that single room of his? How can one just defy his inner instincts?
On a war footing I need to find answers to these questions or else I would slip into an incurable depression.
My mind is so whimsical; it wobbles like a pendulum. IAS and CAT are at the two extremes. My current job is in the mid way, somewhere in the mean position. I need to stop this life choking dynamism of my mind.
To clear Civil Service I need to put in at-least a year’s hard work (humongous task- no joke).It certainly demands a full time preparation. For that I need to leave my Job. My financial and family scenario is so unfavorable that if I quit my job, it is like committing suicide. Even a naïve kid would refuse to do this (if he was in my place).
And CAT- MBA is for quick brains. This sluggish brain would take decades to compete. But, then there is a dormant zeal for MBA somewhere in me.
Tellingly, I don’t know what to go for.what to look for.Lack the clarity of thought & vision.
May be this is what some thinker’s call the “quarter life crisis”.
Time is running out, need to find a solution.
Lost
I had found it..
While I was a kid..
A profusion of it..
As I played cricket..
Harboring a naïve mind....
Hitting sixes…
Over the wall..
Smashing fours..
Beyond my pals..
Missing a match..
Seemed a crime..
I played like a fool..
Till skin turned black..
Till darkness..
Drowned the fields..
Till crickets..
Booed us home..
But believe me..
It was for you..
And only for you
I played so long…
But then..
I lost you…
As I packed my kit..
Threw it under my cot..
I took to studies..
In BIT Mesra..
Unscripted days..
Never found you..
Then little by little..
Like a lethargic breeze…
You loomed in her..
I found you again…
You filled me again..
With profound pep..
It seemed life again....
Animated and real..
I had a grin..
I had an aim..
I had you…
And had all..
But then..
I lost you again..
For dogmatic societal rules..
Vexed customs trolled..
Caste stood tall..
Birth valued more..
Lucre spoke loud..
Doused me with hate..
Shrouded me in fear..
Lineage mattered a lot..
I was shattered like a pot..
I decried life…
I let her go..
And lost you again..
And now..
Grouping for you..
In the darkness of sorrow..
Adorned with hallucination..
Nothing is real..
You still evade me..
In your pursuit
I lost my way..
I sought you in my job..
I sought you in wine..
In mountains..
In valleys..
In laughter..
In forlornness..
In silence..
But then..
I never had you again..
I see you now..
In the abode of god..
Day would come..
When you would..
Fill me again..
With a subtle smile..
With a virgin thought..
And this time...
It will be only you and me..
While I was a kid..
A profusion of it..
As I played cricket..
Harboring a naïve mind....
Hitting sixes…
Over the wall..
Smashing fours..
Beyond my pals..
Missing a match..
Seemed a crime..
I played like a fool..
Till skin turned black..
Till darkness..
Drowned the fields..
Till crickets..
Booed us home..
But believe me..
It was for you..
And only for you
I played so long…
But then..
I lost you…
As I packed my kit..
Threw it under my cot..
I took to studies..
In BIT Mesra..
Unscripted days..
Never found you..
Then little by little..
Like a lethargic breeze…
You loomed in her..
I found you again…
You filled me again..
With profound pep..
It seemed life again....
Animated and real..
I had a grin..
I had an aim..
I had you…
And had all..
But then..
I lost you again..
For dogmatic societal rules..
Vexed customs trolled..
Caste stood tall..
Birth valued more..
Lucre spoke loud..
Doused me with hate..
Shrouded me in fear..
Lineage mattered a lot..
I was shattered like a pot..
I decried life…
I let her go..
And lost you again..
And now..
Grouping for you..
In the darkness of sorrow..
Adorned with hallucination..
Nothing is real..
You still evade me..
In your pursuit
I lost my way..
I sought you in my job..
I sought you in wine..
In mountains..
In valleys..
In laughter..
In forlornness..
In silence..
But then..
I never had you again..
I see you now..
In the abode of god..
Day would come..
When you would..
Fill me again..
With a subtle smile..
With a virgin thought..
And this time...
It will be only you and me..
Friday, May 20, 2011
An ode to my friends..
Ain’t couldn’t fathom..
Not the incessant urge to study..
But blind belief to learn abroad..
Some say for passion..
Some for fashion..
Some for position..
And forget the premonition..
They fly west..
Yearning blissfulness..
Where People…
Cry joblessness..
And meet abjectness..
They treat you second citizen..
Abuse and oppress you...
See u like a parasite..
Stealing their job…
Drowning their economy..
New Australia in making everywhere..
The storm is coming…
You may not dodge the inevitable..
But you still prefer a foreign land…
Even if u r penniless…
I pity those..
Who denounce our land..
For the luxuries of the west..
Not the incessant urge to study..
But blind belief to learn abroad..
Some say for passion..
Some for fashion..
Some for position..
And forget the premonition..
They fly west..
Yearning blissfulness..
Where People…
Cry joblessness..
And meet abjectness..
They treat you second citizen..
Abuse and oppress you...
See u like a parasite..
Stealing their job…
Drowning their economy..
New Australia in making everywhere..
The storm is coming…
You may not dodge the inevitable..
But you still prefer a foreign land…
Even if u r penniless…
I pity those..
Who denounce our land..
For the luxuries of the west..
Friday, March 4, 2011
SIR FERGUSON, STOP YOUR STUPID ANTICS
I feel Ferguson is blowing it out of proportion for the decision that went against them in the match against Chelsea.
This is not a wild proposition, may be you should read below, this is what had happened with ManU this season.
They won 2-1 at West Bromwich Albion but could have had Gary Neville sent off when he brought down Graham Dorrans. They got a good draw at Tottenham but when they won 3-2 at Blackpool they were fortunate when Rafael brought Luke Varney down in the penalty area with the score 2-0 but referee Peter Walton did not give the spot kick.
United lost at Wolves and even when they won 4-0 at Wigan last Saturday they were under the cosh for the first 20 minutes and Wayne Rooney should have been sent off for his elbow on James McCarthy.--- as reported on BBC football.
When things happen for you in an unfair manner, to show deaf ear is a mean thing, and when things happen against you, to run around the referee like a kid running around a Balloon-wallah crying for a RED BALOON is ridiculous.
Ferguson Sirji, pull up your socks and move on.
Atleast, show Composure of your experience Dude.
Somebody Asked me recently:Are you ManU hater???
I said NO.I just dislike them more than pakistan Cricket team.
This is not a wild proposition, may be you should read below, this is what had happened with ManU this season.
They won 2-1 at West Bromwich Albion but could have had Gary Neville sent off when he brought down Graham Dorrans. They got a good draw at Tottenham but when they won 3-2 at Blackpool they were fortunate when Rafael brought Luke Varney down in the penalty area with the score 2-0 but referee Peter Walton did not give the spot kick.
United lost at Wolves and even when they won 4-0 at Wigan last Saturday they were under the cosh for the first 20 minutes and Wayne Rooney should have been sent off for his elbow on James McCarthy.--- as reported on BBC football.
When things happen for you in an unfair manner, to show deaf ear is a mean thing, and when things happen against you, to run around the referee like a kid running around a Balloon-wallah crying for a RED BALOON is ridiculous.
Ferguson Sirji, pull up your socks and move on.
Atleast, show Composure of your experience Dude.
Somebody Asked me recently:Are you ManU hater???
I said NO.I just dislike them more than pakistan Cricket team.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
TIME IS MONEY & MORE MONEY IS IPL.
IPL is more money is a proven fact.
As IPL goes to season 4, advertisers make merry.
Read below what Rohit Gupta President of Multi screen Media (MSM) had to say.
“We have had about a 20-25 per cent growth in ad rates since last year. This year, our pricing for sponsors was about Rs 5 lakh for 10 seconds. For spot buyers, our rates stood at Rs 5.5 lakh per 10 seconds, which we have now increased to Rs 6 lakh. In terms of viewership, in season one, IPL touched 100 million people, rose to 121 million in season two and last year, it rose to 143 million people. We expect this growth to continue, and so will the ad rates.”
He also further states that "World Cup has not overshadowed IPL even a bit".Moreover, he says for advertisers IPL is a safer bet that WC.
I’m not against IPL, but when we rig money through IPL, we should try to channelize it to the other areas so a fairer economic & social development happens.It should not be yet another institution of "RICH BECOMING MORE RICH & POOR BECOMING MORE POOR"
If IPL is the biggest money minting machine in India, why can’t we think of clubbing the profit of IPL with NREGA workers wage?
Or likewise schemes, so that it’s a win-win situation for all. The popularity of the game enhances and also social & economic development of the people.
As IPL goes to season 4, advertisers make merry.
Read below what Rohit Gupta President of Multi screen Media (MSM) had to say.
“We have had about a 20-25 per cent growth in ad rates since last year. This year, our pricing for sponsors was about Rs 5 lakh for 10 seconds. For spot buyers, our rates stood at Rs 5.5 lakh per 10 seconds, which we have now increased to Rs 6 lakh. In terms of viewership, in season one, IPL touched 100 million people, rose to 121 million in season two and last year, it rose to 143 million people. We expect this growth to continue, and so will the ad rates.”
He also further states that "World Cup has not overshadowed IPL even a bit".Moreover, he says for advertisers IPL is a safer bet that WC.
I’m not against IPL, but when we rig money through IPL, we should try to channelize it to the other areas so a fairer economic & social development happens.It should not be yet another institution of "RICH BECOMING MORE RICH & POOR BECOMING MORE POOR"
If IPL is the biggest money minting machine in India, why can’t we think of clubbing the profit of IPL with NREGA workers wage?
Or likewise schemes, so that it’s a win-win situation for all. The popularity of the game enhances and also social & economic development of the people.
MY PREDICTION
"I feel it was a real Champions League match with all the difficulties involved in that. I'm hopeful of course, everything is open. Lyon are a good team, they have good players, a good coach. But it's 1-1 and we play at home."
This is what Morinho said after the championship match against Lyon.
Result: 1-1 at Stade Gerland.
Morinho looks unlikely composed and rather confident inwardly, and the last sentence of morinho’s statement asserts this (“But it's 1-1 and we play at home”).
But I think otherwise.
Real Madrid will lose to Lyon at home. And will end “MORINHO’s HOME RUN.”
Arsenal will defeat Barcelona.
Champion’s league winners this time would be “CHELSEA”.
I see EPL won by ARSENAL.
This is what Morinho said after the championship match against Lyon.
Result: 1-1 at Stade Gerland.
Morinho looks unlikely composed and rather confident inwardly, and the last sentence of morinho’s statement asserts this (“But it's 1-1 and we play at home”).
But I think otherwise.
Real Madrid will lose to Lyon at home. And will end “MORINHO’s HOME RUN.”
Arsenal will defeat Barcelona.
Champion’s league winners this time would be “CHELSEA”.
I see EPL won by ARSENAL.
Friday, February 18, 2011
“K-INDI COMMANDOS”
I Freaked out, when one of my friend told me that Kochi IPL team has announced its name.
My curiosity shattered all psychic boundaries & an unknown wild adrenaline rushed through my veins as I ran a search on my Computer.
To my utter disappointment I saw it. Dull, Spiritless, Soul-less,Amorphous team name ever made. It was something more than BIZZARE!.
“INDI COMMANDOS”, WHAT! Absolutely, “depressing name” in the highest sense of the phrase.
I wanted to thrash that mentally aberrated brain , which came up with this.
With despair, I sat down on my chair, in my cubicle.
When the team’s official website ran a name finding contest, I was delighted.
I had even sent them 40 different names, like a insane cricket fan from kochi, but I was shattered to see this "YUCKY"name.
Furthermore, It brings inexplicable pain to all my senses, when I picturise myself, cheering for, my Kochi team with this “moronic name”.
They could have come up with a name in which atleast “kochi” is mentioned.
Moreover, whenever I read “INDI” a whole lot of Rhyming Malayalam Abusive words runs through my mind.
And, I’m sure all these would fill the ground as “Kochi “begins its home match. WATCH OUT SREESHANTH.“ALLIYA NINTE KAARYAM POKKAA”.
My curiosity shattered all psychic boundaries & an unknown wild adrenaline rushed through my veins as I ran a search on my Computer.
To my utter disappointment I saw it. Dull, Spiritless, Soul-less,Amorphous team name ever made. It was something more than BIZZARE!.
“INDI COMMANDOS”, WHAT! Absolutely, “depressing name” in the highest sense of the phrase.
I wanted to thrash that mentally aberrated brain , which came up with this.
With despair, I sat down on my chair, in my cubicle.
When the team’s official website ran a name finding contest, I was delighted.
I had even sent them 40 different names, like a insane cricket fan from kochi, but I was shattered to see this "YUCKY"name.
Furthermore, It brings inexplicable pain to all my senses, when I picturise myself, cheering for, my Kochi team with this “moronic name”.
They could have come up with a name in which atleast “kochi” is mentioned.
Moreover, whenever I read “INDI” a whole lot of Rhyming Malayalam Abusive words runs through my mind.
And, I’m sure all these would fill the ground as “Kochi “begins its home match. WATCH OUT SREESHANTH.“ALLIYA NINTE KAARYAM POKKAA”.
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
240 calling to 239
My mobile phone was ringing.
I moved away the papers on my desk to find my phone.
I answered it, with a little displeasure as I was having a tough time at office.
“Hello, who is it?”
“Hey, it is 240/04 calling 239/04” said the voice at the other end.
Flabbergasted & was struggling to comprehend.
Though in few seconds I made sense of these numbers. 239 was my college roll no and 240- Ginn’s.
I was delighted to hear to him after a long time.
He was in Hissar site. And before he was send to Arunachal, for our Hydro project.
And now he had come down to Noida( our corporate office) to put down his papers.
With utmost curiosity I asked him “saala you got some other job or what”??
He retorted “yes, BHEL”. My joy knew no bounds now. I solemnly congratulated him.
He informed me, he would complete his formalities of resigning by evening and would meet me thereafter.
I said “definitely”. Would call Ankit & Apoorv also.
He agreed and kept the call. It’s been almost 3 years that I have seen him.
He not only had my adjacent role number but also was my neighbor at hostel 5B in BIT mesra.
We had some wonderful time there.
For sometime I forgot all things around me as all good memories of college days rushed through my mind.
BE/ECE/239-04/Siren Tower- building/50th year -LED Display board/ Boring ECE lectures/ Suku / Solanki/ Eccentric B B pal / Masand Baba/ Hot Management Ma’am/Sadist DASH/ JS Roy -anti suku/8085/Goswami-unofficial project guide/Proxy detector/ Rajesh lal- Official project guide / Canteen/ Sharma Daba/ outer campus/ sports complex/Nescafe outlet/calligraphy on kannan's-worskop journal/BITOSTAV/ CPGA/T-1,T-2,T-3/Puru daba/ hostel 6/ATM- RSS/Mess- Allu Bhujiya/kuthira-sticky thing/sigma/Shibu-water elemental/Tv room-H6/ Anara gupta/PMC chowk/UCO bank- no ATM/
Vijay handa, Rohit-1st Sem pals/MG- immature thoughts/ Dr RIP Singh- BIT dispensary/ Njaan kurukkal/ Kutti Aunty/ Nair Uncle-Hottest day/Suku’s house- Maniac Hari/ nikki chettan/Diwali celebration -suku vitta vannam/ Vinay-first room mate/Vivek-nice guy-fast learner/Photo Soc member/Enigma-orginal CD-hari-ripped/Vivek's sony player/Harky- and his Jirakkum Angels/ kannan chettan-Cuticura- fantasised tedy/ ragging days/90 adikkal- Aao srimaan/hari’s AC ticket/Warcraft-DOTA /MVT- best porn collection/ Onam celebrations/Drunk HOD/ Bindu Ma'am/Nannakedinte thulabaaram/ Dhanbad Allepy/ Beef, KFC/Hari-Viny bet/thadiyan-infatuation-true love-kajole’s eyes- vankavedi Shweta / Tedy Vedi Bhosadi- Grewal /Vivek- loads of manga/Hari's bithday Bumps-video taken/ 3rd sem/High on weeds-Ginn/E mech/nithi th****- no tooth brushing/ Nagpur trip-varun-hari-tedy/Kumarakom trip-maramkayari hari/ harky -100 cm/TVM trip- ROBOT MAKING/ Sujit chettan-HUGE- Kala Kutha(brand)/study holidays-chai-sleep/ 46-hrs sleep/Shaili shekhar- phone call /Holi clelebration/ Luttapi Vivek-Dream/Vayinokki Varun- innerwear color sensor/ Mid Sems/ Juniors/ Mr break/ Aana vedi su****– Harky’s first love /JC- ManU Jerk/BOI-Apna haath jaganath /PONDY/ Bala/ Vivek’s Jhon Cena Act/ Microprocessor Lab/Unnayan -1st prize/Harky Doggy style performance/ AJAR-lucknow trip/ Dubey- ECE cricket team mate/ Vaibhav- 238/04-IIM K/ Ankit-bench mate-movie buff/ Rahul & Arjun Poly/ Cabbage Sabu Chettan/ Physics lab-mahto/ Mr break- Nishant/ Shyam- haky’s Fav Junior/Viveks’s -apology message/ Cheette kalli-28/ Manasa Manu/ Ullam Kaiyil Choru- Arjun chettan/Viju Chettan/ Bipin Chettan- Electronics man/Sreejith-Ramdoss-different/library/ DC++ /Football Tournament-we won/rohit,george ,jockey,vinu,nidhal-juniors/Aachanak ball bayanak six-we lost/Counter strike- charles used to play day in day out/6 -pointer/7- pointer/8 pointer- joke/nervous 1st day/ Look-Appeal talk-thadiyan/ and list its goes on and on ...... ..
... Tedy being intensely respectful to the messboy asking him, "chotu, bhujiya laayiye" and also” Shibu Bhujiya banke aao”
Declassified:
Hari's decunciatory criticism of kannan(after a ragging session) as mentioned in his personal diary- "Kannan oru '******** ' moan aakkunu" -written with solemn respect, like a good junior.
"kannante roominte adiyil nokkiya kaanam pattikal full time...ding ding"..
"meen vitta mannam "-harky
“unda pottikkunaa move from hari on tedy " - hari still says" I'm to find it" .
Vivek-"eda njaan chadilla , njaan chatthu povum...poda pattikale, enne kollan nokkalle " ( on top of 5C , juniors vellam adi party).
Uncensored Hari back again:
" Sho njaaan kulikkaan poyatha....vellathinu bhayngara thanuppu. Enikku deshyam vanu....haa njaan ******* adichu"
Classic- harky-
1."Eda Tedy, yethu naayinte monum oru divasam unde.Innu ente divasam aaneda." hehe
2."Njaan shannan aada shannan"
3. “Teen mein se mirchi daaliye“.. pavan parantha ondkuna aal..onnu njetti.
4." avan ente thanthakke vilicho , avane njaan sheri aakkum"
And 1st sem :Physics lab-"mahto"
Myth :
Pay Rs 10 to Mahto-lab assistant, he would do the DARK ROOM experiment (during practical exam)for you , & help you through.
REALITY:
He did not accept the money and I submitted a blank sheet , with only my name written (also I failed to observe some concentric RINGS on the lame apparatus....)
The "lambu- Bengali- Thrashed me", Jairath sir saved me with viva. I have enormous repect for him, so I can’t pen down indecent proposition about him (if at all any) or about his beautiful daughter. So putting it decently, PJ his daughter had high calorific value and was highly combustible.
Canteen, most happening place during Bitostav . We were 2k4.. malayali guys ..were mostly seen together...
"Oh Bhai ether ka cycle stand kither hai"- Jaison -junior (high on codes)
Everything looked as if it just happened yesterday.
Not digressing coming back..to Ginn.
Now, it’s great to know that he is out of Reliance & more importantly got into BHEL.
His life is settled and I thought now he should get married.
In the evening, he complied to my thought. Infact he was eager to get married.
We had a long talk, he told all about his experience in Reliance (mostly sad), but like the same Ginn i knew he laughed at all those sad incidents. He told me how he had stumbled upon BHEL exam and got through. I found tremendous happiness in his success.
And as I bid adieu to him, I said” hey 240/04 take care and 239/04 wishes you all the very best”.
See you dude when I see you.
I moved away the papers on my desk to find my phone.
I answered it, with a little displeasure as I was having a tough time at office.
“Hello, who is it?”
“Hey, it is 240/04 calling 239/04” said the voice at the other end.
Flabbergasted & was struggling to comprehend.
Though in few seconds I made sense of these numbers. 239 was my college roll no and 240- Ginn’s.
I was delighted to hear to him after a long time.
He was in Hissar site. And before he was send to Arunachal, for our Hydro project.
And now he had come down to Noida( our corporate office) to put down his papers.
With utmost curiosity I asked him “saala you got some other job or what”??
He retorted “yes, BHEL”. My joy knew no bounds now. I solemnly congratulated him.
He informed me, he would complete his formalities of resigning by evening and would meet me thereafter.
I said “definitely”. Would call Ankit & Apoorv also.
He agreed and kept the call. It’s been almost 3 years that I have seen him.
He not only had my adjacent role number but also was my neighbor at hostel 5B in BIT mesra.
We had some wonderful time there.
For sometime I forgot all things around me as all good memories of college days rushed through my mind.
BE/ECE/239-04/Siren Tower- building/50th year -LED Display board/ Boring ECE lectures/ Suku / Solanki/ Eccentric B B pal / Masand Baba/ Hot Management Ma’am/Sadist DASH/ JS Roy -anti suku/8085/Goswami-unofficial project guide/Proxy detector/ Rajesh lal- Official project guide / Canteen/ Sharma Daba/ outer campus/ sports complex/Nescafe outlet/calligraphy on kannan's-worskop journal/BITOSTAV/ CPGA/T-1,T-2,T-3/Puru daba/ hostel 6/ATM- RSS/Mess- Allu Bhujiya/kuthira-sticky thing/sigma/Shibu-water elemental/Tv room-H6/ Anara gupta/PMC chowk/UCO bank- no ATM/
Vijay handa, Rohit-1st Sem pals/MG- immature thoughts/ Dr RIP Singh- BIT dispensary/ Njaan kurukkal/ Kutti Aunty/ Nair Uncle-Hottest day/Suku’s house- Maniac Hari/ nikki chettan/Diwali celebration -suku vitta vannam/ Vinay-first room mate/Vivek-nice guy-fast learner/Photo Soc member/Enigma-orginal CD-hari-ripped/Vivek's sony player/Harky- and his Jirakkum Angels/ kannan chettan-Cuticura- fantasised tedy/ ragging days/90 adikkal- Aao srimaan/hari’s AC ticket/Warcraft-DOTA /MVT- best porn collection/ Onam celebrations/Drunk HOD/ Bindu Ma'am/Nannakedinte thulabaaram/ Dhanbad Allepy/ Beef, KFC/Hari-Viny bet/thadiyan-infatuation-true love-kajole’s eyes- vankavedi Shweta / Tedy Vedi Bhosadi- Grewal /Vivek- loads of manga/Hari's bithday Bumps-video taken/ 3rd sem/High on weeds-Ginn/E mech/nithi th****- no tooth brushing/ Nagpur trip-varun-hari-tedy/Kumarakom trip-maramkayari hari/ harky -100 cm/TVM trip- ROBOT MAKING/ Sujit chettan-HUGE- Kala Kutha(brand)/study holidays-chai-sleep/ 46-hrs sleep/Shaili shekhar- phone call /Holi clelebration/ Luttapi Vivek-Dream/Vayinokki Varun- innerwear color sensor/ Mid Sems/ Juniors/ Mr break/ Aana vedi su****– Harky’s first love /JC- ManU Jerk/BOI-Apna haath jaganath /PONDY/ Bala/ Vivek’s Jhon Cena Act/ Microprocessor Lab/Unnayan -1st prize/Harky Doggy style performance/ AJAR-lucknow trip/ Dubey- ECE cricket team mate/ Vaibhav- 238/04-IIM K/ Ankit-bench mate-movie buff/ Rahul & Arjun Poly/ Cabbage Sabu Chettan/ Physics lab-mahto/ Mr break- Nishant/ Shyam- haky’s Fav Junior/Viveks’s -apology message/ Cheette kalli-28/ Manasa Manu/ Ullam Kaiyil Choru- Arjun chettan/Viju Chettan/ Bipin Chettan- Electronics man/Sreejith-Ramdoss-different/library/ DC++ /Football Tournament-we won/rohit,george ,jockey,vinu,nidhal-juniors/Aachanak ball bayanak six-we lost/Counter strike- charles used to play day in day out/6 -pointer/7- pointer/8 pointer- joke/nervous 1st day/ Look-Appeal talk-thadiyan/ and list its goes on and on ...... ..
... Tedy being intensely respectful to the messboy asking him, "chotu, bhujiya laayiye" and also” Shibu Bhujiya banke aao”
Declassified:
Hari's decunciatory criticism of kannan(after a ragging session) as mentioned in his personal diary- "Kannan oru '******** ' moan aakkunu" -written with solemn respect, like a good junior.
"kannante roominte adiyil nokkiya kaanam pattikal full time...ding ding"..
"meen vitta mannam "-harky
“unda pottikkunaa move from hari on tedy " - hari still says" I'm to find it" .
Vivek-"eda njaan chadilla , njaan chatthu povum...poda pattikale, enne kollan nokkalle " ( on top of 5C , juniors vellam adi party).
Uncensored Hari back again:
" Sho njaaan kulikkaan poyatha....vellathinu bhayngara thanuppu. Enikku deshyam vanu....haa njaan ******* adichu"
Classic- harky-
1."Eda Tedy, yethu naayinte monum oru divasam unde.Innu ente divasam aaneda." hehe
2."Njaan shannan aada shannan"
3. “Teen mein se mirchi daaliye“.. pavan parantha ondkuna aal..onnu njetti.
4." avan ente thanthakke vilicho , avane njaan sheri aakkum"
And 1st sem :Physics lab-"mahto"
Myth :
Pay Rs 10 to Mahto-lab assistant, he would do the DARK ROOM experiment (during practical exam)for you , & help you through.
REALITY:
He did not accept the money and I submitted a blank sheet , with only my name written (also I failed to observe some concentric RINGS on the lame apparatus....)
The "lambu- Bengali- Thrashed me", Jairath sir saved me with viva. I have enormous repect for him, so I can’t pen down indecent proposition about him (if at all any) or about his beautiful daughter. So putting it decently, PJ his daughter had high calorific value and was highly combustible.
Canteen, most happening place during Bitostav . We were 2k4.. malayali guys ..were mostly seen together...
"Oh Bhai ether ka cycle stand kither hai"- Jaison -junior (high on codes)
Everything looked as if it just happened yesterday.
Not digressing coming back..to Ginn.
Now, it’s great to know that he is out of Reliance & more importantly got into BHEL.
His life is settled and I thought now he should get married.
In the evening, he complied to my thought. Infact he was eager to get married.
We had a long talk, he told all about his experience in Reliance (mostly sad), but like the same Ginn i knew he laughed at all those sad incidents. He told me how he had stumbled upon BHEL exam and got through. I found tremendous happiness in his success.
And as I bid adieu to him, I said” hey 240/04 take care and 239/04 wishes you all the very best”.
See you dude when I see you.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Panacea
One of my friends recently asked me “Is there any one solution to the entire problem India is facing?”
I retorted “EDUCATION”, he was shocked as he never expected me to reply so instantaneously, defying my own nature of pondering before speaking anything.
He replied “I believe education is not a solution but a tool to attain the solution”.
I asked him back “so what is the solution?”
He gave me an abstract answer. I was not convinced and I felt he too was unconvinced.
Later, I did ponder over his question. Is there any one solution to all the problem India is facing? In the sense, one idea to which every program/scheme of our various ministries can converge so that we can synergize all our efforts for better growth and more importantly sustainable social development.
After a long session of deep thinking, my answer remained same “EDUCATION”.
Quality Education can eradicate poverty. Education can provide awareness, to tackle problem of mal nutrition, can fight different kinds of mortality, and other diseases.
More importantly education can give ‘the feeble’ a voice of new age to place his ‘say’ in a better position to be heard.
Education can fight corruption as “If people willing to give perishes, people willing to take perishes”.
Education could enlighten people of their powers that constitution has conferred upon them.
Education could improve status of women, can mitigate gender inequality.
Education could open up new vistas of opportunities to the under-privileged, whence could improve their standard of living & family health.
Research oriented education can lead to innovation and other society-betterment findings, which can take India to the world.
Therefore, as India becomes land of new innovation and technology, production industry in India would prosper.
This can lead to capacity building in all sectors- importantly military, agriculture, power, electronics, infrastructure, steel etc.
Thereby we can export more complete competitive products & mitigate export- import trade imbalance.
And at home, Education leads to sustainable development.
Consequently, Education is one & only solution to the entire problem.
But then my alter ego confronted “it’s impossible to provide education to all the people, he he he, he laughed.”
I retorted “It is possible”
“Freaking! Quality education is expensive and majority of people are still poor” he said tauntingly.
I told him “they are all poor to afford quality education, but until they are educated, they will always remain poor”.
And, “Right to education is the silver lining”
He replied “Right to education is yet another right to corruption”.
I said ‘things would change, and this time people would not fail our constitution & education”.
He asked me “what change are you referring to? The government one after the other is playing the dirty game of cheap politics with their tainted cards.”
I kept quiet, did not reply, as I had nothing to say, for as he spoke the reality.
But then I told him” Education is the panacea for all problems”.
It has a ripple effect, you educate a man, and he would educate many. You educate a girl; you educate her & the entire generation to follow.
And, it’s true; this plant of education should have been planted 50 years before in our country, the second best time is now.
So, let’s understand the importance of education as the one & only solution.
And act prominently in this second best time, i.e. now.
I retorted “EDUCATION”, he was shocked as he never expected me to reply so instantaneously, defying my own nature of pondering before speaking anything.
He replied “I believe education is not a solution but a tool to attain the solution”.
I asked him back “so what is the solution?”
He gave me an abstract answer. I was not convinced and I felt he too was unconvinced.
Later, I did ponder over his question. Is there any one solution to all the problem India is facing? In the sense, one idea to which every program/scheme of our various ministries can converge so that we can synergize all our efforts for better growth and more importantly sustainable social development.
After a long session of deep thinking, my answer remained same “EDUCATION”.
Quality Education can eradicate poverty. Education can provide awareness, to tackle problem of mal nutrition, can fight different kinds of mortality, and other diseases.
More importantly education can give ‘the feeble’ a voice of new age to place his ‘say’ in a better position to be heard.
Education can fight corruption as “If people willing to give perishes, people willing to take perishes”.
Education could enlighten people of their powers that constitution has conferred upon them.
Education could improve status of women, can mitigate gender inequality.
Education could open up new vistas of opportunities to the under-privileged, whence could improve their standard of living & family health.
Research oriented education can lead to innovation and other society-betterment findings, which can take India to the world.
Therefore, as India becomes land of new innovation and technology, production industry in India would prosper.
This can lead to capacity building in all sectors- importantly military, agriculture, power, electronics, infrastructure, steel etc.
Thereby we can export more complete competitive products & mitigate export- import trade imbalance.
And at home, Education leads to sustainable development.
Consequently, Education is one & only solution to the entire problem.
But then my alter ego confronted “it’s impossible to provide education to all the people, he he he, he laughed.”
I retorted “It is possible”
“Freaking! Quality education is expensive and majority of people are still poor” he said tauntingly.
I told him “they are all poor to afford quality education, but until they are educated, they will always remain poor”.
And, “Right to education is the silver lining”
He replied “Right to education is yet another right to corruption”.
I said ‘things would change, and this time people would not fail our constitution & education”.
He asked me “what change are you referring to? The government one after the other is playing the dirty game of cheap politics with their tainted cards.”
I kept quiet, did not reply, as I had nothing to say, for as he spoke the reality.
But then I told him” Education is the panacea for all problems”.
It has a ripple effect, you educate a man, and he would educate many. You educate a girl; you educate her & the entire generation to follow.
And, it’s true; this plant of education should have been planted 50 years before in our country, the second best time is now.
So, let’s understand the importance of education as the one & only solution.
And act prominently in this second best time, i.e. now.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Resolution, Revolution and Re-shuffle.
This is how world changed in the first month of the New Year.
Resolution
Is re-solution, you find solution to the worries of your life and take oath on a drunken (mostly) 31 st Dec night, to change your habits to alleviate your worries and make better your life.
So, into the end of January many have already given up the resolution and many still fighting, crawling, trying hard to move forward.
In here I would like to cite a scientific notion;It takes atleast 21 days for any habit to sink in and alteast a week more to show its results.
Revolution
Tunisian Revolution has come with such a surprise that, the entire world is stoned. The reason for such a reaction from the world community is that it was just common people, without any leader had over-thrown the monarch.
The king Ben-Ali had to run for his life, when agitators threatened to kill him. He flew away in his personal plane, interestingly, France refused shelter, and he finally found refuge in Saudi Arabia.
Its been understood that army had refused to fire at the revolutionaries, this enraged the king, he had dismissed the chief of army, but to ultimate vain.
Well, revolution in Tunisia has send shock waves through the spines of all the dictators in the neighborhood. I smell, democracy taking deep roots in Tunisia and prospect of further similar revolution in west Asia.
Re-shuffle
“Musical chair on the Moving ship” this is how a famous newspaper published the news of the latest re-shuffle of the council of ministers in UPA government.
There is no logic behind the move. Some say it was to pacify the various state congress where elections are scheduled to happen next year. Whereas, some say it was to remove the inept ministers, though not true because ministers doing well were also removed.
Some disgorge strident criticism on PM, only to prove them asinine, for the entire country knows he is just a handcuffed spectator.
It’s the congress president running the puppet show. What she needs to know is that its no point shuffling with the old cards, you need new cards to play the game in a new way.
Resolution
Is re-solution, you find solution to the worries of your life and take oath on a drunken (mostly) 31 st Dec night, to change your habits to alleviate your worries and make better your life.
So, into the end of January many have already given up the resolution and many still fighting, crawling, trying hard to move forward.
In here I would like to cite a scientific notion;It takes atleast 21 days for any habit to sink in and alteast a week more to show its results.
Revolution
Tunisian Revolution has come with such a surprise that, the entire world is stoned. The reason for such a reaction from the world community is that it was just common people, without any leader had over-thrown the monarch.
The king Ben-Ali had to run for his life, when agitators threatened to kill him. He flew away in his personal plane, interestingly, France refused shelter, and he finally found refuge in Saudi Arabia.
Its been understood that army had refused to fire at the revolutionaries, this enraged the king, he had dismissed the chief of army, but to ultimate vain.
Well, revolution in Tunisia has send shock waves through the spines of all the dictators in the neighborhood. I smell, democracy taking deep roots in Tunisia and prospect of further similar revolution in west Asia.
Re-shuffle
“Musical chair on the Moving ship” this is how a famous newspaper published the news of the latest re-shuffle of the council of ministers in UPA government.
There is no logic behind the move. Some say it was to pacify the various state congress where elections are scheduled to happen next year. Whereas, some say it was to remove the inept ministers, though not true because ministers doing well were also removed.
Some disgorge strident criticism on PM, only to prove them asinine, for the entire country knows he is just a handcuffed spectator.
It’s the congress president running the puppet show. What she needs to know is that its no point shuffling with the old cards, you need new cards to play the game in a new way.
Monday, January 17, 2011
WELL! THAT’S ENOUGH
I stared, agape, at the front page graphics of today's newspaper which illustrated yet another hike on petrol prices.
WHAT!! Double salvo hike in less than two months.
Amidst food inflation, this increase in price of petrol is definitely a bad omen for common people.
De-control is the name of the game. Well, Government felt pity for the oil companies and the allege burden of loss, that Government suddenly decided to de-control the price.
I had a belief that government was morally responsible to protect its people from the volatile international crude oil price fluctuations. These current developments tell me that I ‘m wrong.
I lament saying we are moving towards “no-governance”, if not bad governance.
“AAM AADMI” slogan will remain in the dustbin till next election.
And, worst is, this “AAM AADMI” would again vote these same people to power. It’s abysmally sad, and unfortunate that we are stuck between devil and deep sea.
With corruption, food inflation, petrol hike and rally of other scams, this country is definitely not looking forward, if solemn social and economic development is what we are seeking for. The country badly needs another revolution. Only time will say who leads and stands up to say” WELL, THAT’S ENOUGH” or may be as P.Sainath puts it, a change is possible not when sporadically individuals stand up to say that’s enough, but happens when ENOUGH PEOPLE TOGETHER STANDS UP TO SAY WELL!! THAT’S ENOUGH.
WHAT!! Double salvo hike in less than two months.
Amidst food inflation, this increase in price of petrol is definitely a bad omen for common people.
De-control is the name of the game. Well, Government felt pity for the oil companies and the allege burden of loss, that Government suddenly decided to de-control the price.
I had a belief that government was morally responsible to protect its people from the volatile international crude oil price fluctuations. These current developments tell me that I ‘m wrong.
I lament saying we are moving towards “no-governance”, if not bad governance.
“AAM AADMI” slogan will remain in the dustbin till next election.
And, worst is, this “AAM AADMI” would again vote these same people to power. It’s abysmally sad, and unfortunate that we are stuck between devil and deep sea.
With corruption, food inflation, petrol hike and rally of other scams, this country is definitely not looking forward, if solemn social and economic development is what we are seeking for. The country badly needs another revolution. Only time will say who leads and stands up to say” WELL, THAT’S ENOUGH” or may be as P.Sainath puts it, a change is possible not when sporadically individuals stand up to say that’s enough, but happens when ENOUGH PEOPLE TOGETHER STANDS UP TO SAY WELL!! THAT’S ENOUGH.
Friday, January 7, 2011
ESCAPIST
8:30 AM Saturday, 08.01.2011
Noida has been reeling under severe cold waves since few days. And, today it’s worse with dense fog, leading to Zero visibility.
I had a traumatic experience, when I made my usual walk for my office in the morning.
Crossing the road was dreadful. Thanks to that car driver who had switched on his headlights, otherwise I wouldn’t have been alive today to write this.
Well, it’s not a good starting to this year.
Firstly, company threatening to move all the people of my department to site, without any additional monetary benefits.
Secondly, my house owner gave me an ultimatum to move out of the house by the end of January. Freaking!!! He is coming back to stay in Noida. Sigh.
Thirdly, yesterday, my thought so Godfather in Reliance, my BOSS resigned. He said there is absolutely nothing left in the company, look for better grounds.
Lastly, in the last two years I haven’t gained any knowledge or value to make myself a potential employee for any company.
So, as world closes all the doors at me, I close my eyes to take a deep breath, to I pray, to keep faith in god, to give me strength & courage to keep me moving forward.
Sometimes, I wish I could detach myself from all these things and travel to a world of unknowns, & mysteries where tensions and worries are just past virtues, but then all the wishes are not fulfilled, right??.
But,I want to be an escapist.
Noida has been reeling under severe cold waves since few days. And, today it’s worse with dense fog, leading to Zero visibility.
I had a traumatic experience, when I made my usual walk for my office in the morning.
Crossing the road was dreadful. Thanks to that car driver who had switched on his headlights, otherwise I wouldn’t have been alive today to write this.
Well, it’s not a good starting to this year.
Firstly, company threatening to move all the people of my department to site, without any additional monetary benefits.
Secondly, my house owner gave me an ultimatum to move out of the house by the end of January. Freaking!!! He is coming back to stay in Noida. Sigh.
Thirdly, yesterday, my thought so Godfather in Reliance, my BOSS resigned. He said there is absolutely nothing left in the company, look for better grounds.
Lastly, in the last two years I haven’t gained any knowledge or value to make myself a potential employee for any company.
So, as world closes all the doors at me, I close my eyes to take a deep breath, to I pray, to keep faith in god, to give me strength & courage to keep me moving forward.
Sometimes, I wish I could detach myself from all these things and travel to a world of unknowns, & mysteries where tensions and worries are just past virtues, but then all the wishes are not fulfilled, right??.
But,I want to be an escapist.
Monday, January 3, 2011
My Karims Visit
My friend’s New Year resolution is to try all cuisines possible.
Whence & being a staunch non-vegetarian and also being in Delhi for so long , he couldn’t carry anymore of the insult of not eating at karims.
So, he slated to eat at karims near Jama Masjid, Old Delhi, after the visit to Book fair at Pragati Maidaan on the first day of the year and I adhered to his plan .
1st Jan 2011, Delhi still reeling under Cold wave, we put on our three layer protection and took off as planned. We were done with not-so-impressing (I felt last year’s was better) Book Fair by 2:30 and caught the next metro to Chandni chowk.
Well, metro rides are becoming so distressing & disgusting with the entire Delhi on metro all the time. It was suffocating ride.
But, then seeing the crowd and traffic in chandni chowk, I corrected myself as metro crowd of people was nothing to the multitude of people I saw there.
It was chaos all pervasive. We took a rickshaw to karims.
Initially I wondered how the rickshaw guy would drive through that commotion. However, what I experienced later changed my thinking altogether.
The deftness with which he drove startled me. He took the rickshaw through the “smallest gully “ I have ever seen.It was completely filled with swarms of people, small trolleys [carrying good to the shops], which were on the either sides of the lanes, bikes & mopeds all doing their circus to drive safely to the other end.
To me it looked a black hole and saw absolutely no option to get to the other end, it looked impossible. Conversely, the rickshaw guy thought "yes we can".
He took the rickshaw into this commotion and believe me, he drove through it without even halting the rickshaw even once I was dumbstruck. I looked at my friend, he looked dreaded.
Finally, we reached karims, I gave the rickshaw guy 40 bucks. As I gave him the money, an ounce of appreciation had blossomed in mind for him, for the skill he displayed, and with great awe I thanked him in my mind.
After, nearly 45 minutes of struggle to get a table, we had the highly praised karim’s delicacies.
My friend liked it, and I did not. However, my friend’s desire to eat at karims was fulfilled. So felt good about that.
The lane that comes out of karims, leads to main gate of Jama Masjid. As both of us had not visited this great mosque, we decided to have a inside tour of Masjid.
As rightly, described by all the historical and travel literature, it is a majestic structure. With reverence we toured through it.
We could see a guide-looking guy disgorging all the known English words to please a foreign group of tourists to earn his bread. Meanwhile, there was normal domestic crowd, couples, children and all sorts of people.
You could also get a glimpse of Red Fort from there. Again, I reminded my friend of our "many-times planned and failed" -Delhi Darshan. I have been here for more than 2 years & I’m yet to see Red fort, Qutab Minar & other must see places of visit of our capital. SAD, hmm... Sigh.
As we descended the large rocky steps of Jama Masjid, I could see the chaotic traffic picking up more commotion. But, this time I was not nervous, because I knew there would be some rickshawallah out there who would easily get us out.
We again hired a rickshaw, and this time it was more brutal traffic and art with which the rickshaw guy evaded everything to get us to chandni chowk metro is still prominent in my mind.
So, we reached the Metro station and again, huge swarms of people, but by now I became used to this rich profusion of people.
And, as we took a ride in the metro, back to our house, it was not the highly sought karim’s delicacies that was in my mind, but it was the adept rickshawallahs of Chadni chowk, the dynamic crowd & the streets shops selling all sorts of food and Jama Masjid that etched to my mind, like a motion picture.
That’s how my Karims trip on 1st of January this year ended; hope a long eventful year ahead.
Whence & being a staunch non-vegetarian and also being in Delhi for so long , he couldn’t carry anymore of the insult of not eating at karims.
So, he slated to eat at karims near Jama Masjid, Old Delhi, after the visit to Book fair at Pragati Maidaan on the first day of the year and I adhered to his plan .
1st Jan 2011, Delhi still reeling under Cold wave, we put on our three layer protection and took off as planned. We were done with not-so-impressing (I felt last year’s was better) Book Fair by 2:30 and caught the next metro to Chandni chowk.
Well, metro rides are becoming so distressing & disgusting with the entire Delhi on metro all the time. It was suffocating ride.
But, then seeing the crowd and traffic in chandni chowk, I corrected myself as metro crowd of people was nothing to the multitude of people I saw there.
It was chaos all pervasive. We took a rickshaw to karims.
Initially I wondered how the rickshaw guy would drive through that commotion. However, what I experienced later changed my thinking altogether.
The deftness with which he drove startled me. He took the rickshaw through the “smallest gully “ I have ever seen.It was completely filled with swarms of people, small trolleys [carrying good to the shops], which were on the either sides of the lanes, bikes & mopeds all doing their circus to drive safely to the other end.
To me it looked a black hole and saw absolutely no option to get to the other end, it looked impossible. Conversely, the rickshaw guy thought "yes we can".
He took the rickshaw into this commotion and believe me, he drove through it without even halting the rickshaw even once I was dumbstruck. I looked at my friend, he looked dreaded.
Finally, we reached karims, I gave the rickshaw guy 40 bucks. As I gave him the money, an ounce of appreciation had blossomed in mind for him, for the skill he displayed, and with great awe I thanked him in my mind.
After, nearly 45 minutes of struggle to get a table, we had the highly praised karim’s delicacies.
My friend liked it, and I did not. However, my friend’s desire to eat at karims was fulfilled. So felt good about that.
The lane that comes out of karims, leads to main gate of Jama Masjid. As both of us had not visited this great mosque, we decided to have a inside tour of Masjid.
As rightly, described by all the historical and travel literature, it is a majestic structure. With reverence we toured through it.
We could see a guide-looking guy disgorging all the known English words to please a foreign group of tourists to earn his bread. Meanwhile, there was normal domestic crowd, couples, children and all sorts of people.
You could also get a glimpse of Red Fort from there. Again, I reminded my friend of our "many-times planned and failed" -Delhi Darshan. I have been here for more than 2 years & I’m yet to see Red fort, Qutab Minar & other must see places of visit of our capital. SAD, hmm... Sigh.
As we descended the large rocky steps of Jama Masjid, I could see the chaotic traffic picking up more commotion. But, this time I was not nervous, because I knew there would be some rickshawallah out there who would easily get us out.
We again hired a rickshaw, and this time it was more brutal traffic and art with which the rickshaw guy evaded everything to get us to chandni chowk metro is still prominent in my mind.
So, we reached the Metro station and again, huge swarms of people, but by now I became used to this rich profusion of people.
And, as we took a ride in the metro, back to our house, it was not the highly sought karim’s delicacies that was in my mind, but it was the adept rickshawallahs of Chadni chowk, the dynamic crowd & the streets shops selling all sorts of food and Jama Masjid that etched to my mind, like a motion picture.
That’s how my Karims trip on 1st of January this year ended; hope a long eventful year ahead.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Quantum Machine
“! @#$%^$&$%&#$&#&#%&$%&#$&$%&#%&$%&”- This was Quantum mechanics to me.
And, I never could build on any knowledge in the realm of quantum mechanics.
But then, when I read about the Science Breakthrough of the year- the quantum machine, I was catapulted to its black hole.
To a naked eye the machine, looked a very infinitesimally small hair like thing, but it’s actually a tiny metal paddle of semiconductor. This was coaxed to dance with a quantum groove.
Machine was brought down to lowest energy state possible and then quantum of energy was provided to it and it started vibrating in such a manner that its motion could be explained only by quantum mechanics.
Bizarre theory of possibility of being in two states, certainly abstruse to me.
No, this blog is not to explain quantum mechanics or specifically the quantum machine, but this blog is to pay my tribute to those brains behind this great accomplishment.
Physicist Andrew Cleland and John martinis from university of California & their colleagues are the ingenuity behind it.
So, in this New Year, I wish them all the vey best. I hope they go ahead in transforming their studies to attain greater success.
I also hope that their findings open up new vistas of research and development, for all in the scientific realm, for the betterment of science & society.
And, I never could build on any knowledge in the realm of quantum mechanics.
But then, when I read about the Science Breakthrough of the year- the quantum machine, I was catapulted to its black hole.
To a naked eye the machine, looked a very infinitesimally small hair like thing, but it’s actually a tiny metal paddle of semiconductor. This was coaxed to dance with a quantum groove.
Machine was brought down to lowest energy state possible and then quantum of energy was provided to it and it started vibrating in such a manner that its motion could be explained only by quantum mechanics.
Bizarre theory of possibility of being in two states, certainly abstruse to me.
No, this blog is not to explain quantum mechanics or specifically the quantum machine, but this blog is to pay my tribute to those brains behind this great accomplishment.
Physicist Andrew Cleland and John martinis from university of California & their colleagues are the ingenuity behind it.
So, in this New Year, I wish them all the vey best. I hope they go ahead in transforming their studies to attain greater success.
I also hope that their findings open up new vistas of research and development, for all in the scientific realm, for the betterment of science & society.
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