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So true...

2008-08-14T08:26:00.000-07:00

When Gulli-Danda & Kanche (marbles) were more popular than cricket.
When we always had friends to play aais-paais (I Spy), chhepan-chhepai
& pitthoo anytime ... When we desperately waited for 'Yeh Jo Hai
Jindagi' (Doordarshan serial)
When chitrahaar, vikram-baitaal, Dada Daadi Ki Kahaniyaan were so fulfilling.
When there was just one Tv in every five houses and...
When Bisleris were not sold in the trains and we were worrying if papa will get back into the train in time or not when they were getting down at stations to fill up the water bottle ...
When we were going to bed by 9.00pm sharp except for the 'Yeh Jo Hai Jindagi' day ...
When Holis & Diwalis meant mostly hand-made pakwaans and sweets and moms seeking our help while preparing them ...
When Maths teachers were not worried of our Mummies and papas while slapping/beating us ...
When we were exchanging comics and stamps and Chacha-Chaudaris & Billus were our heroes ...
When we were in Nanihaals every summer and loved flying kites and plucking and eating unripe mangoes and leechies ...
When one movie every Sunday evening on television was more than asked for and 'ek do teen chaar' and 'Rajani' inspired us ...
When 50 paisa meant at least 10 toffees ...
When left over pages of the last years notebooks were used for rough work or even fair work ...
When 'Chelpark' and 'Natraaj' were encouraged against 'Reynolds
& family' ...
When the first rain meant getting drenched and playing in water and mud and making 'kaagaj ki kishtis' ...
When there were no phones to tell or SMS friends that we will be at their home at six in the evening ...
When our parents always had 15 paise blue colored 'Antardesis' and 5 paise machli wale stamps at home ...
When we remembered tens of jokes and were not finding 'chinti aur hathi' type jokes foolish enough to stop us from laughing ...
When we were not seeing patakhes on Diwalis and gulaals on
Holis as air and noise polluting or allergic agents ...

The list can be endless ...

A question to ponder???

2008-03-23T10:48:00.000-07:00

Are you a prostitute or are you an consultant?????

1. You work very odd hours.

2. You are paid a lot of money to keep your client happy.

3. You are paid well but your pimp gets most of the money.

4. You spend a majority of your time in a hotel room.

5. You charge by the hour but your time can be extended.

6. You are not proud of what you do.

7. Creating fantasies for your clients is rewarded.

8. It's difficult to have a family.

9. You have no job satisfaction.

10. If a client beats you up, the pimp just sends you to another client.

11. You are embarrassed to tell people what you do for a living.

12. People ask you, "What do you do?" and you can't explain it.

13. Your client pays for your hotel room plus your hourly rate.

14. Your client always wants to know how much you charge and what they
get for the money.

15. Your pimp drives nice cars like Mercedes or Jaguars.

16. Your pimp encourages drinking and you become addicted to drugs to
ease the pain of it all.

17. You know the pimp is charging more than you are worth but if the
client is foolish enough to pay it's not your problem.

18. When you leave to go see a client, you look great, but return
looking like hell (compare your appearance on Monday AM to Friday PM).

19. You are rated on your "performance" in an excruciating ordeal.

20. Even though you get paid the big bucks, it's the client who walks
away smiling.

21. The client always thinks your "cut" of your billing rate is higher
than it actually is, and in turn, expects miracles from you.

22. When you deduct your "take" from your billing rate, you constantly
wonder if you could get a better deal with another pimp.

23. Your pimp seams to often abuse you, forgetting that without you, he
would not have a business.

24. You do all the real work, but the pimp has a higher stigma and more
money, and really just has to "coordinate" the work for you. Sometimes,
you wonder if you could just make more money pimping out yourself..

25. You get so brainwashed into the lifestyle, that you don't realize
that life can be better, until it is too late.

26. Personal time, or a work/life balance, is meaningless to your pimp,
all he cares about is satisfying the clients, despite how many times he
tells you he loves you.

27. After a few years, you find that all your non-prostitute friends are
no longer your friends, because you lost touch and your schedule and
lifestyle was difficult to manage, and you find that you associate
primarily with
other prostitutes.

28. The turnover rate is ridiculously high. Everyone thinks they can do
it for a few years, no problem, but after just a few clients railing
you, many break under the pressure, or quit for a better life.

29. Most of the time, your job could be performed by a well-trained
monkey.

Rules of the Corporate World: Part 2(Types of Managers)

2008-03-23T10:02:00.000-07:00

hmmmm...interesting topic...isn't it...to start...Manager...what is a manager...a manager is blaaah blaaha...a manager is blaah blahaa...it never ends...i should have been a manager after 2 years of MBA(supposingly)but still a long way to go...i think manager is the most abused and misused word in the whole corporate world...bloddy everybody is trying and striving to be a manager...for some being a manager is about getting a designation...for some being a manager is to run from the ground level work...for some other its to get a right to exploit their subbordinates in whichever possible...for some its just planning...for others its just not planning....for some its overdelegating...for others its just non delegation...to cut the crap...being a manager according to me is the most difficult thing if you take it in true sense of word...where you are taking the responsibility and commanding it with an authority...you be answerable for the mistakes which you have committed or which your subordinates would have committed because of your negligence...where you add some value to the project for the fact of having a higher knowledge base as compared to the other people who are not 'managers'....a manager should plan...a manager should coordinate...a manager should delegate...a manager should get things done...but these should not be at the cost of not doing anything on your own ...not giving even the required bit from your side...that's not management all about...whatever i have experienced....Half of the people you meet will love to call themselves managers just because of the fact that they have reached a level where they can delegate and then forget about it....some 25% will be always tensed....always nervous...always fearful and highly risk averse...and this turns into a attitude where you just become over consicous for everything...and you don know where to draw a line...you are scared and you pass on the same to your team which incidentally develop that attitude...and you are scared of every mistake which you may commit...that's not the way it should be i guess...i am more fond of the remaining 25% of the people...who call themselves managers...who are very good at their work...who knows where to delegate...where not to delegate...who takes all the responsibilities...and who can get things done without being pshyced about it....and ofcourse keep the team motivated...in every possible way...that's the kind of manager ppl should strive to be....

The Bucket List

2008-03-23T09:44:00.000-07:00

Movie...after a long time...amazing movie indeed...The Bucket List...with Freeman and Nicolson this movie is nothing less then a treat...the basic theme of this movie is the things which you will want to do if you know, when you are goin to die...or rather you know that you are goin to die soon...the theme indeed is so touching and true that nobody can deny the presence of this thought somewhere in their mind, sometime during their life...even if they don know that they are goin to die soon...but all of us indeed knows that we are goin to die...and whatever time in between will always be less....always inadequate to do what you want to do before reaching the death bed where it doesn't even matter...therefore???...should everybody start preparing a bucket list right from day one...naaah!! i think it can't work that way...there can be endless things which you may want to do...day in and day out....some within your reach...some definitely out of the reach and some for which you have to strive a little harder...try a little too much but then acheivable...hmmmm so what it should be all about...i think everyone of us should have a list(doesn't mean that i have one)...a list to do things which you always wanted to do...not because you are goin to die but because now you are alive...the whole point of having a list is to be happy and feel joyful once you can strike off something from the list...when you have done something which you were always striving...and for which you had to try that extra bit...tht extra motivation...that extra effort...that's what my list will include...all the things which i wanted to do and for which i have to try a ll too much...that's the list which matters i guess...

1 30 I am in office and awake

2007-09-20T12:50:00.000-07:00

This is going to be a short one and a complete random one...1 : 30 and am still in office...hmmm...i like to slog...good that m slogging for the work which i like to do...consider myself extremely lucky to got through this profile...getting here was really that career break people talk about...its all sexy stuff here...simply in love to my work...its going good...hectic though but who cares...m running...running fast...don know towards what...must be something...which will make me happy and make me feel at the top of the world...actually got confused today...one of my colleouge's father passed away...went to meet him...it almost shaken me...what are we running behind...why am i not with my parents...what is more important...career or family...totally confused...i usually have this discussions with one of my best friend in office...we discuss a lot about these stuff...its strange and its scary...to keep up with everything and meet everybody's expectations and then be happy about what you doing...there is always something lacking...and how to fill it....m clueless...and i guess most of the people are...so what to do...i guess i will keep running...till the day when i reach the top or the day when i think that its enough of running and its not worth running anymore, though if i know myself it will be very difficult for me to get to that day when i think that i ran enough...so for now i think i ll keep running with few pit stops in between...pit stops are most crucial in an F1 race...keep running dude...and ya enjoy the pit stops...

Rules of the Corporate World: Part 1(CYA)

2007-07-22T00:59:00.001-07:00

I think this will go on for pretty long…it is just the beginning…the bad bad corporate world…as people say…I don know whether its bad or good but ya it exists for sure…and no doubt its hell different then whatever world we can see…it has been 2 months on my job…ups and downs…but now slowly getting into the groove…be a part of it…so what’s the first lesion(both theoretically and practically) I learnt… “CYA”… for the few who didn’t understand this refers to “Cover your Ass” and believe me this has to be done day in and day out to survive…Ofcourse it doesn’t mean that you make mistakes and then cover it up…that will be suicidal… CYA is used in much wider context…beyond the understanding of the lesser mortals…As far as I understand it refers to not making a mistake and then covering up so that neither your probable mistake nor the mistake of any other person comes up to you…your a#$ should always be covered…come what may…ofcourse its easier said then done…to be a pro in CYA you need experience…you should always try that your CYA does not let things fall on somebody else(I am a good boy) but then it’s a bad bad corporate world and sometimes you can’t help it…haan and like most of the things the basic funda of doing CYA is that nobody should know that you are doing CYA…it should be as natural as possible…so Happy CYAing….

Long Long time

2007-07-22T00:55:00.000-07:00

Writing after a long long time…March 11 was the last time when I put up a post…four months…had been a roller coaster ride…in true sense…has been the most beautiful days of my life…from my MBA getting over…to kerala trip…to 1 month in homeJ…to my dream job in Bangalore…everything has been so nice and beautiful…it has been amazing in terms of maturity I can feel inside me…working more then 15 hrs on my job… taking care of home chores….putting up with some permanent guests in my place…it felt as if I am a “working housewife”….suddenly I started realizing how difficult it is to take care of home…believe me it is…but all said and done…last two months on my job and staying here in Bangalore had been a amazing experience…getting my first salary pay slip with 5 digits on it was like “wow” and that too for a job which I wanted to be in…baby “ m loving it”…but suddenly out of the simulated environment of hostels to the actual ground reality here…it had been different…truly different…set up the whole house by my own…I start thinking about my future…where I will have my house with my family…a car…loads of shopping and blaah blaah…at 23 and half I started planning my future…and believe me its bugging yet intoxicating….thanks to my inspiration...

The MBA who sold his Darling…

2007-03-11T23:24:00.000-07:00

Here darling refers to my grey CBZ…my dream machine…got this thing in the starting of first year…thought it will be helpful from college to hostel…didn’t know its potential then…how much it have in store for me…countless rides to udupi, restaurants, beaches, mountains, waterfalls and the list goes on and on…I so much wished to keep it for ever but all good things has to come to an end…so I started searching for a customer for my bike…thought of selling it first to a junior so that I can give it as late as possible…but didn’t work out…asked some 100 of times to dinesh…but he was trying to postpone to create a distress sale…so one day I thought of putting up posters in manipal…took a print out of my machine and hanged it at many places…was not enjoying it much with a feeling to part with it but anyways got it done…the same day dinesh called…and I went and sold my bike at his price…he is one shrewd business man, much better then many sales people in our college…he will let u sell ur bike to the same person you bought from…creating dummy parties…he just execute it properly…making a margin of atleast 3000 on one deal…he is too good…wish he would have come for a guest lecture…any ways there was a dissatisfaction…partly because I had to give it way and partly not getting the right price…but anyways its gone but the memories will always be there…I wouldn’t have enjoyed even 5% of what I did, if she had not been there…Adieu my CBZ

I Hope…

2007-02-15T05:16:00.000-08:00

Hope is a good thing my friend
And no good thing can die…

Thanks Shaks to make me see Shawshank Redemption…According to some Hope is a dangerous thing…it just let u expect too many things but for others this hope is the only way out…Hope…all of us have some hopes within us which nobody can touch or feel…its just a matter of feeling it ourselves…Hope is everywhere…when a mother conceive a child…she can only hope to get a healthy child…when the child grows up he can hope not to fall...when he is grown up he can hope for some friends or companion…a person who gets old hopes not to die...life is nothing but hope…a endless hope of some other hopes...it is this hope only which keeps us alive…a hope…a hope to succeed…a hope to grow…a hope to prospere…a hope to fame…a hope to make our mark…a hope to show the world that u exist…a hope to make all this hopes come true…that’s hope…to put it in other words…hope is our birth right and we can not get away with it…even if we want its always with us…the true success is to listen to the voice of your heart to know what it hopes and then leave no stone unturned to achieve it…human capability is endless…and so are hopes…I hope and so I know that I am capable…

Prison

2007-02-15T05:11:00.000-08:00

A thought just came to my mind…How the life in the prison be…and more so when u are there for something like life sentence or so as to say till death sentence…when u know that you are going to spend some more then 20 years in a prison…that sound scary…isn’t it…everyday getting up at the same time…doing the same work…eating the same food and sleeping in the same cage on the same concrete bed all through your life…day by day…minute by minute…second by second…and counting each of it…you don’t have anybody to fall upon…you don’t have anybody to look upon…nobody expect anything from you nor do you expect anything from anybody…its just you…caged within ur body and ur body caged within the prison…just moving from one place to other on the order of somebody…and he is there as a victim of some laws and code of conduct made by some other humans who want to live a peaceful life on their couches and beds…but can they guarantee that each and everybody who is being held up in the jail are guilty…there are no innocent souls inside who are dying everyday for something which they never did…neither m passing any judgement nor m making any comments…it is the way it is…and when we are talking of double digit growth and blah blah…can’t we shed some portion to make their life more comfortable and more peacefully so that they actually come out as “responsible citizens”

Taliyan…

2007-02-15T05:09:00.000-08:00

Will tell u the story later but atleast clap first…not for me…for Ramu Kaka…yup…my first stint as a actor…a very short one though…this habit of mine to do everything made me participate in this play…I knew this was the last opportunity which I will get to perform…and I couldn’t let it go…there is always a urge within me for the claps…it really excites me…haan so Ramu Kaka had to bring food to the guest and say few lines like

“ I will cook Rasogullas for u”
“why people need to come at the time of food”
“ boumaaa!!! Eta ki hoche”

And believe me he did it in style, everybody liked it a lot…and I was enjoying the whole aura of it…my first attempt and it went well…people calling me “Ramu Kaka” even after a week of the play and that’s not a small thing for me… don’t know whether will get a opportunity again but this will be on my mind for long…and m pretty sure of that…

String Less

2007-02-03T21:07:00.000-08:00

Hare Krishna Hare Krishna…Krishna Krishna Hare Hare
Hare Rama Hare Rama…Rama Rama Hare Hare
It cannot get a better name then this...We always keep some strings attached to us always and let these strings control us...So what is this all about? Shaks and me on the bike where just going around manipal to pass on some time... We were passing across the syndicate bank auditorium and saw some “Hare Krishna” people outside it... We both wanted to check it out...Let’s try something new, we thought...But still 15 mins left, what to do...We again went for a ride to find some unknown strings so as to say...So around 6 in the evening, we enter this auditorium and what we see...Some 15 saints from different countries (not a single one from India) chanting Hare Rama Hare Krishna in few of the most innovative way…it was truly eye catching and beautiful. Even the music was so soothing to my ears...I had some very strange feelings that time...I started liking it a lot...Suddenly its class time, was wondering whether to tell Shaks for bunking the class, my first bunk in these two years…even he was wondering the same thing…so finally we decided to let loose the strings( the prof is anyways not a very strong string either)…we decided to bunk…yeppiee…m attending a full session of “satsang”…after the kirtan was over, it was the time of Swami Indradyumana to impart the knowledge…and believe me he was too good…people may call them escapist but it would took some real guts and faith to be something like this…to leave all the wordly desires and chanting the name of Lord Krishna and in the same time making others to do so…he explained the difference between the soul and the body and which one should be given more importance...He completely ridiculed the theory of evolution as propounded by Darwin putting Lord Krishna as the supreme god and Gita being the ultimate source of spirituality and knowledge a person can come across...It was so true, so as to think…we are running endlessly towards something or other and this run will never come to an end…that doesn’t mean that we should stop running …its all about the path you take…I am not explaining any further…its on the individual person, so as to see the number of strings he can break and how quickly can he do so…doing all his worldly duties and even then keeping his own soul dedicated to god won’t be a easy task though…so I sang, I danced, and I listened…may be in a different way but no less then a experience to cherish. I also bought a “Gita”…don know when will I be able to finish it but then it was a start atleast…

Dadagiri

2007-01-23T07:18:00.000-08:00

Wanted to write this for preety long now…No this is not a biography or to say cricketography of Sourav Ganguly…I just want to dig a little deeper…How he would have felt being thrown out of the Indian team and how amazing it would have been, to comeback…like all other players he has been performing bad, no doubt it was a long long bad patch for him but the “ dada” didn’t deserve the treatment he got…just imagine u r the head of ur family…and suddenly because you don earn anymore u have been thrown out with a promise that the ur comeback if not impossible will be really difficult…is it worth it…I know there is no place for the imperfections in the team but then there should be a style to say “goodbye”…all said and done…ganguly is out of the team…back to his home for a holiday which he can expect to be long…pretty long…what he would have done on this holidays…at the age of 30+ just give up his hope to come back to the team…and then one day declare his retirement…just imagine the way he would have felt watching Indian team play on his TV set…believe me it would have been pensive to see both, Indian team loosing as well as winning…but this man didn’t loose his determination…he went and played domestic cricket…with some players who are not even remotely close to his personality and career…but then he didn’t wanted to stick to his nick name “maharaja” at the cost of a chance to come back and show that he is actually the “maharaja”…so finally he came back…just imagine him entering the hotel where he again see his team but then the time has changed…people may be doubtful as to how to greet him…whether be cool about it or to get excited…some would have loved to see him back, some would have just contemplated the fact…ganguly going back to the field…practicing again with the teammates…but no doubt there will be some discomfort…some inhibitions…some loose ends…some old habits which may not want to die…from being the captain to be just another player…it would have been difficult…u can talk about professionalism and blahh blahh but after all he is also a human being…but to end it here…I just believe that he came back in style…and it would have needed a lot of guts and self-belief…

New year’s eve…

2007-01-02T02:43:00.000-08:00

This is the best new year eve I ever had…never got the opportunity to go out and all in the night…but yahan to no problems…naah we didn’t go for any party and all…we have our own style of enjoying…we went to malpe…the beach was crowded…so thought of moving to tottam beach…the beach was like our private beach with campfire a ll far off…we found a boat tied on the beach…the beach was simply amazing…when people were dancing and drinking we were enjoying on the beach…it can’t get better then this…we walked for a while but then back to pavilion i.e the boat…it was time now…sandy’s bday…ofcourse we had the cake...it was looking amazing in the candle light…there were crackers on the backdrop to make it better…all in all it is the best u can get in 2 hrs...so now its time to go back…in hostel everybody was sloshed…wishing each other…this is probably the last time we as a group seeing the new year together…it will be difficult to leave this place…

St. Mary's

2007-01-01T03:02:00.000-08:00

Slowly my blog is turning into a travelouge...but then when we are placed and we go out almost every day...can i help it...okie...so off to St. Mary's Island...we were planning to go there for quite some time now but 3oth was the day...we started quite early...around 9: 30 so as to say...reach there by around 11'o clock...but the ferry from malpe to the island was simply awesome...with quite a few dolphins...so we are on island...the beach there was amazing...so as usual we went in the water...bahut masti ki...it was like our own private beach...it was really a nice trip...i wanted to show all these places to my parents and sister...but let's see when will that happen...

Coorg…Coorg…Coorg

2006-12-26T08:42:00.000-08:00

Three days in coorg…it should sound amazing…around 15 degree temperatures…in between hills…amazing roads…nice drive…good company…what else do u want to make a perfect holiday…let me explain the whole coorg trip…first day we left early in the morning…so much I would have love to go on bike but the car was not bad either…those roads were fun…guess what…got a flat tyre…tyre actually burst…but back on the roads in 15 mins…off to madikeri…m telling you…that place have bad food…bad to the power ‘n’…now its turn for other basic necessity…that’s shelter…”papa” got a place somewhere 30 kms away from the central place and was ready to go there alone…but we searched and searched and finally got a place in the central…it looked shabby but then now it doesn’t even matter…we can stay any where…so then after resting for a bit…we were off to a waterfall…that fall looked amazing…people went on top of it but I realized that I am not still recovered from the innate fear that got into me when I cut my leg…so I stayed down…and then back to hotel…the day came to an end…I stayed in my room…slept early when people were playing cards…somehow I was feeling a little left out in the crowd…pretty strange na!!! but then I decided not to let this mood hamper my holidays…I need to be happy next day to enjoy my vacation…so I started afresh the next day…was talking to everyone…the day seems good…we went to a safari some 60 kms far but there were only deer and more deer and nothing else…that visit was really bad but then it happens…it was good to see the conflict between papa and tulli…two completely different persons…so after then off to another fall…it was Irpu falls I guess…it looked really nice and we sat on a rock pretty high…the view from there was preety cool…so with loads of snaps…we are finally on our way back and then its food time…and then bingo…my mood go bad again to realize that my existence doesn’t even matter for the people who matters so much to me…what should I do…I choose not to speak the other day and to my expectations they didn’t even bother…that day we went to monastry and an island…pretty decent places…everybody was enjoying so much and I was wondering about the reasons for me feeling the way I was feeling…I tried to maintain my composure but then it was difficult…the journey back was simply awesome with weather, roads and speed completely in sync…so we are back…from a vacation…few people too ignorant and too happy…and others simply confused…but believe me I tried my best not to be affected but then m a human…so all in all a nice break but not so good vacation…I wish I could have lied…

Kudloo Teerth(named by Sandy)

2006-11-09T04:13:00.000-08:00

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sG8pQHOvNv8

This is on demand by Shakun…to give a little elaborate explanation on our Kudlu trip…we ll like to call it Kudlu Teerth…just imagine the fun we had that day ki inspite of being in cast for 2 weeks after that I can’t say that I should not have gone there…it was that amazing and intoxicating…so to add on to last blog let me quote some interesting incidents…pehle to bungi aur sam ko chalne ke liye manana apne ap mein ek kaam tha…believe me…it has been always difficult…after that in the morning it was amazing…we didn’t let kavi ride his own bike and he is damned pissed of that…ya can completely relate to him…how does it feel when somebody else ride ur bike…sam is sam…went to completely opposite direction and when came back forget to get the fuel…I just felt like saying “I love u sam”…mein kisise kam thodi hi hun…was trying to overtake a bus from the left…and as expected it cornered me on to a small peeble hill on the road…it saved us from a early ending to our teerth…we went ahead…now not to look back…crossed through some really bad roads…ya it was bad…alpesh ki bike ki to lag gayi thi us din…but usne apne naye tyre ko pura pura use kiya…so we were on the foothills of the waterfalls from where it was a trek of 1 hr or so…guess what…heard of leeches…ya those small sticky creatures who stick on to ur body and suck the blood…there were plenty of them on the way up…paddy was the saviour with the salt…Tata can actually market their salt as “leech resistant” salt…this is the budding MBA in me getting restless…went up that outbound type climb…was too tired on the way but once we reached there…WOW!!! Were the words we can think of…that waterfall is mind bogling…we couldn’t hold…undressed…almost and JHAPPAK!!! In the water…sandy was a ll late but then we pulled him…taught him how to float…and then 2 hrs of pure masti with no one around we were the kings…don get ideas…please…it was heaven with blue butterflies, white water flowing through green ranges…believe me it was the most amazing scene I have ever witnessed…we were taking views of the falls from different angles to get the maximum out of that beauty of nature…we were so happy…now it was lunch time…bread, banana and bhujiya…it was good and filling…so we are moving towards our shoes and OUCCHH! C A stepped on a stone…got a cut and now is getting nervous over it…everybody sort of worried…m not that light ki people can carry me till top…but it seemed to get fine in few mins and we moved up slowly…who knew this is going to put me on cast for a 2 weeks…but courtesy KMC they gave me a stone and a cast…but I still don’t regret that trip.

Simply Amazing

2006-10-21T08:05:00.000-07:00

Chote chote sahron se, khali bore dupaharo se...

hum to jhola utha ke chale...hum chale hum chale...ramchandra hoy!!

nadiyan kam kam lagti hai, baarish madhyam lagti hai...

hum samandar/waterfall ke andar chale..

Guess what...another long trip...ofcourse we can't have a trip longer then a day...but when the whole day we are on bike...its simply amazing...today it was one more waterfall...last one was hanuman gundi...today it was Kudlu...the ride was good but there had been incidents...sam going to the opposite side and then not getting the fuel...thank god that i reminded him...it was not far away when, while overtaking a bus from the right...i was almost banged...went up to a pebble hill along the road...but then back to the road...the good roads are good to ride...but today i realized it also feel good at times to ride on the bad roads with lot of pebbles and mud...thoda psychology ho jaye...sometimes its good to go on the difficult paths...sometimes the bridges will be very narrow...sometimes you can't carry anyone with you and you need to move alone...but life goes on...bas bas abhi ke liye itna kafi hai...so we went ahead...a trek of around 1 hr...suddenly back to outbound days...but what we witnessed after that much trouble was something which cannot be explained...let me try...around 200 fts waterfall over our head at its full blow with its vapor and droplets coming to our face...ofcourse we went into the water...neck deep water and slippery rocks...but belive me for a minute i felt like am i still alive or am in heaven...i did forget about the world for that particular moment and believe me that is worth remembering...i just felt like saying "this is life". So now on our way back...got hurt...a small cut on the leg...but that's the fun...the ride back was good but not to forget pain in the ass...anyways all in all it was our way of celebrating diwali...away from our home but close to nature with our friends...

We are convicts

2006-10-14T00:58:00.000-07:00

Yes we did it!!! finally after all the hard work and slogging we are finally in the jail!!! ya m serious...we have committed some grave crimes...crimes like thinkging of liberty, free thoughts, education etc etc. Gone were the days when some educated people bought us our freedom...here people are trying to behave in a exact opposite manner...it seems more education makes you more confine to your boundaries and this is not mental boundaries but the actual walls of cement. In our thoughts we may be asked to be liberal and to adopt a "global" view but as far as our body is concerned we are allowed to move within 2 kms radius of such beautiful place called manipal. Even if heaven is small it will be diffcult to be there for too long without going out once in a while. We should celebrate our festivals with our friends, ya we should but what about our parents with whom we have a little longer relationships, is it possible for everybody to get placed in their home town, definitely not. What should they do, wait for that perfect year when he can meet his parents on diwali, bow down to take thier "ashirvad", if so called educated people think it is still important..we are indians and have some family ties..some people don't seem to understand at all...i thought 100 percent attendance is for the classes...didn't know that hold good also for holidays...attendance in hostels...Ha!!! Can we call the whole education system a hypocricy.

Why it is the way it is…

2006-09-09T07:03:00.000-07:00

Ofcourse this is my personal thoughts but I would like to ask why the people are the way they are…this is purely dependent on the people I have seen in the last few days…the best days of my life till now…they say its about finance…its about marketing…its about HR…but I think its about people…it is surely about people…that world does not exist where you can try to find the meaning of “One man Army”…u would simply end up doing everything and then wondering why u have done all that…and then you won’t have a reason for that…there can be a state where you succeed by working alone and on the other hand there can be a state where you succeed with 10 people around you…which is more satisfying…just give it a thought…is it so difficult…but who are this 10 people who are around you…do you have a choice of them…sometimes may be…most of the times no…you may want all these 10 people to be selfdriven and motivated…who are like you…who thinks like you…but is it possible given the fact that each and every human being have its own way to do things…some people are like those who just don wanna let others count on them…they just make it impossible…even if you try to trust them they would make it sure that u don’t…ofcourse they have the reasons to do so…the noble fact of being away from responsibilities…then there are people who try to succeed in whatever is done around them with a pride which the sun would be having being the center of the universe…but they don show the brightness which sun emit…they just can’t lead by example…which if they get…believe me would be difficult to compete with…then there are some poor souls who try to fix everything up…be reasonable to everything and everybody…try to do their best…try to make things better for everybody and then ready to be blamed by somebodies of these everybodies…ya I didn’t use “poor” with these souls just like that…these poor souls do succeed…may take a ll longer but for this poor souls the only happiness lies in doing their best in what ever they do…they like to lead by example…they don mind pulling up their sleeves to get their hands dirty…they take responsibilities and stands for it…they believe in analyzing the things rather then criticizing and to me this third type of people are most reasonable…this is the quote which I just heard from one of the most unreasonable person(he calls himself one)
“There are two types of people in this world: reasonable and unreasonable
Reasonable succeed by adjusting himself to the surroundings and the unreasonable succeed by adjusting his surroundings to himself”, its your call whom you want around you reasonable or unreasonable…

We are celebrities

2006-09-09T06:29:00.000-07:00

We are celebrities…one professor of our says so…what does this mean…its simple…u r praised for ur success and 100 times more criticized for ur failures…Winner may end up getting something but losers are surely expected to loose everything…believe me or not its like that and its going to happen day in day out…can think of Jerry Mcquire at this moment…everything is so artificial so phony to say…u just keep wonder where do u stand in these scheme of things…r u expected to act in the manner which most people potray or u wanna be different…different from mass…a class of your own…a distinct personality with self belief and confidence…somebody like the protagonist in the Fountain Head…or Mahatma Gandhi as to say…may be too young to make conclusions about life but seen a lot in past few days…its just observations and more observations about people…about your own self…about the way you like to do things…the way you like to mould your life…the way you wanna attain success…its all about thinking and more thinking and attaining means to make ways for your thoughts…make roads for your thoughts to glide over them towards your destination…this anxiety is I suppose called the fire in the belly…but this anxiety should not be wasted…should be channelised…you may not be aware what you wanna do in ur life…ya that’s true…believe me still a lot of us don know what they wanna do…they don know what and why they are doing whatever they are doing…its like running endlessly towards something…something you have never seen…something which you thrive to see…something which will give you THE happiness…THE happiness of your lifetime…yes I am anxious to get there…yes I am…and I am also among those who don know how…but I know that I would touch that moment when I can say “This is my day”, “This is I always wanted to be”, “This is the place which owns me” and “This is the world in which I wanted to be in”…

beach!

2006-07-30T23:23:00.000-07:00

It was Kapu beach...not that i went there for first time but yesterday it was something really amazing...its true that i went there after quite a long and the ride yesterday was the longest after coming back from summers...the beaches are at there full blow at this time of the year...so the beauty was expected...we went on the rocks from where we can see the sea just down our feet...looking to the sky we can see the rains far away on the sea...the wind was awesome and was blowing at such a speed that our feet were not able to stay stable on the ground...i wish i could have blown away with it in eternity...i think explaining it further needs Rabindranath Tagore...hmm so suddenly it started raining on the rocks...then we have to come back to shelter...it took around 10 seconds but believe me those 10 seconds were the most amazing experience i had in recent past...so the above 70km/hr ride plus the rain on the beach i think was much more intoxicating then the best of wines which people can have....

One year in TAPMI

2006-06-22T02:56:00.000-07:00

This one year had been the most amazing experience of my life…a whole new paradigm…a whole new world…atleast not too much similar to the world I was accustomed to or in other words the world I was brought up in…it has been a truly learning experience as far as life at TAPMI is concerned…not much so academically but more on the overall development per se…Actually this one year have shown me places, make me meet a lot of different people, adjust to different circumstances and believe me this is the best time to write on this topic as I am sitting at home now at the same time when I was in TAPMI last year and now its very easy to compare and contrast the two lives… Let me start from the start as far as I can remember, I can try my best anyways…the induction, lot of insecurities and complexes and more so confused as far as I remember with people worrying about the placements from the first day, people like me were more so worried about the communication skills and that I remember distinctly…I was concerned about it a lot and made the conscious effort to overcome that and to a large extent able to achieve that….induction over…fresher’s party, episode, another extravaganza, can be regarded as over emphasizing but it was truly a big event and more so enjoyable…interaction between seniors and juniors…haan it helped….and then the life started moving….college, hostel, mess and manipal…these four had been the pillars around which the 140 people were seen running, some quietly and slowly and some with distinct pace…a hell lot of discipline…no doubt it is must for working hard and more so better but it get onto ur head sometimes and when u feel like breaking free and running away from it and then u feel the need of ur home… I was trying my best to secure good marks but somehow got this fitted in my mind that marks doesn’t matter too much and I realized that its true…there is life more than the books and the marks....there is life by playing volley ball, by reading fiction, by dancing in parties, looking smart and more so talking smartly…all these were somehow missing in my life…I was kept aloof of all this things from my childhood…I feel like that I have grown up 5 years in the last 1 year and that’s the biggest achievement and smartness came along with it…I feel happy when people say that I am smarter now…it really feels good than a million complements on your studies… So we are back to the college after 15 days, a long 5th theme waiting for us, supposingly the toughest and the most important theme of our course, it was good working in the 5th theme and those 3 months had made me see lot of changes in my life, I started taking a lot of initiative in the group work and end up being one of the few hardworking persons in my group, I somehow enjoyed doing the group work more then my individual work, the group work give me a sense of responsibility and a sense of satisfaction on fulfillment of same, I turned out to the financial manager of my group, with almost all financial assignment being assigned to me, even I think I am best at that only…I don’t mind either…these theme was important in more than one ways…I got my best friends in TAPMI, Sandy and Kavi, no doubt there had been a lot of misunderstandings between us on lot of trivial issues but I think we have been able to sort that out, though not comfortably, we had really great fun, we went to a lot of places and believe me this 3 months had been amazing. The 5th theme made me a lot more confident and a hard working person, but one thing still missing is focus in my life, I still can’t decide how to decide what I want to decide, that sentence itself show how indecisive I am…finance that comes as a default, beyond that I don know…I have been regarded as the finance champ of the college, I don know how much of that I deserve…this makes me really nervous but I think that would be always there, the pressure to perform more than u have got and than do it with hard work and zeal, I took one class and believe me it gave me immense confidence, I talked continuously for 1.5 hrs in front of say 20 people, that had been amazing experience making me now that teaching is one of my hobby… So here again comes the holiday time, girls are off for outbound and we are moving to our home, 7 days in home, I took a flight this time, my first flying experience, it has been a another amazing experience, when the flight was crossing the clouds I couldn’t stop myself from giving a A+ to that picturesque scene, more so at the time of coming back when the flight was just above Bangalore with well lighted streets, it was as if u are moving above several stars, stars of different colours, city lights had never been so beautiful…so another 1 month waiting for us in college before we move on to do our summer training and go back to college to finish the course…I would get a job, I would be earning money if 1 year from now…that would be the beginning of another endless battle, another fight for superiority, competition and making sense out of my life…this had been another peaceful 1 month with life now getting adjusted to manipal and TAPMI. We are a bunch of 140 people who running together from one pole to another, it all looks so fancy, so phony, everybody try to be so friendly with each other, so familiar so comfortable, I doubt whether it exist at that level or its just a temporary phase. We have seen the placements and the convocation of the seniors. They came here, lived their life here for 2 long years and then everybody parted with last minute photographs and the sweet memories in their heart. They didn’t know that how many of them would meet again and where…with 24 hrs of being together to complete break off… I could see myself at that position 1 year down the line, lot of people may want to run away from these place to their respective priorities but not me for sure, I am enjoying best of my life and actually living my life here so even a thought of leaving the place make me think twice… So I am off to Mumbai, all set to experience the corporate life…the much talked about corporate life…there has been a hell lot of comparisons made between the education and the work place but u should experience it to feel it…u would keep working and keep wondering how much of ur education is making sense to the work u r doing…life is beyond PPTs and deadlines…my work here had been highly unsatisfactory, with not much to learn and enjoy…I tried my best to fulfill my aim of doing something great but somehow it couldn’t worked out, in the end I was able to do the job expected of me but to my utter dissatisfaction. If I leave aside the wagaries of my work, I think Mumbai had been a really great experience and I sincerely believe it would act as a practice for my future stay in Mumbai and then these would really come handy, m more self dependent and responsible after my stay in Mumbai…there had been quite a few unexpected things that happened during this two months which are worth remembering…so finally at home…there has been changes, people have changed a bit, place is changed a bit, my priorties have been changed, my spending habit has been changed and at best my approach has changed, m more open and assertive now…a little smarter (yeh mai nahin kehta log kehte hai bhai!) and more fulfilled and happy human being, this 10 days stay have shown me that if I wouldn’t be there I would have been joined some company doing a 9 to 9 job with ll or no time for myself. A lot of obligations and restrictions in the house need not be mentioned. I would have missed a lot of things which I have otherwise seen and experience in this one year. Who would have imagined that I would 200 Kms on the bike or dance parties or to sit with people who are “bewras” or in other words “social drinkers”…there has been changes no doubt and of course for the better…I owe it to TAPMI…

My first Blog

2006-06-07T03:14:00.000-07:00

My first Blog...not necesserily the first time i am writing...i love to write about myself and happenings in my life...it actually takes a lot of tension away from you and you can actually know the reasons of lot of things which happenned to you...I am sitting on the 13th floor of IDBI Towers, Mumbai. This is a public sector unit, otherwise what make you think that i started blogging in the office and m writing this blog during the office hours...it may sound a little paradoxical but this is the way it is, i finished my work days back and from then was trying to do something and that led to this blogging...today i stand on a platform which is mid way between my mba and to be a part of the corporate world...one more year...to be precise less than that even...and i would be an MBA, Master of Buisness Administration, sound nice, isn't it...but it seem more rosy than it is i believe, my summer training has taught me that...no doubt u need ur eduacation and learning and all that but when it comes to work...i think the picture is completely different in the work place...u learn while u work and i think my friends who r working would also be feeling the same...working teach you how much is the difference between the education and the real world...that' doesn't mean that education is no less important but different no doubt...there are lot of other things i have learnt during my stay here in mumbai...i think m more matured and self dependent after this stay, i stayed alone with lot of new people and environment...it was a good experience no doubt...one more thing i learnt is that i would be going to enjoy the rest of year in manipal to the maximum...these 1 year won't be back and i need to do something more than the studies and believe me i would try my best to do so...i know this 2 months had not been much beneficial as regard as work and knowledge is concerned but a true learning experience though on other grounds...a little long blog but kya kare pehla hai na...