The Lonely road

For Old times sake....

2010-06-26T14:06:00.000-07:00

I distinctly remember my BLT days.... when we used to have so much fun... every weekend was party time... every get together was rocking.... when we used to explore cities like mad..... when we were all jerks and assholes..... when we used to "alcoholise" the shit out of us... when we used to sit, staring at the vastness of Arabian sea which used to give us an adrenaline rush...... when we used to discuss all possible crap till 6 in morning.... those were great times man....gone are those times .... trainees are no longer trainees now... Sometimes I think that time passes so fast... seems like the other day when I left the college to begin a new journey... and its already 2 years... BLT is over... being a jerk was so much fun... sometimes its rational to be irrational... everybody knows that first rain is the most dirty shower but still the pleasure of the first shower is bliss....its "Dillogical" .... i miss those days... everybody is busy in their life and work and people just move on.... what if i don't want to move on... why can't this fun can stay for ever?? why not live life ... why keep thinking of future.... these are precious years of our life... once these years are gone..we gonna regret them..... "here I am .... this is me"

Search of Peace

2010-05-29T13:42:00.000-07:00

I don't have much to say really.... I have but few questions to ask... not to you .. not to me... but generally....

Why do we wait for weekends?
Why do we long for holidays?
Why do we long for stability in life?
Why do we refuse to opt for an apt near busy roads?
Why do we love gardens?
Why do lakes drive us mad?
Why do mountains cheer us up?
Why do chirps give us goosebumps?
Why do we love staring at that vast expanse of salt water for hours?
Why do we long for rains and curse them later?
Why do we hate chaos?
Why do we love beaches?
Why does a good movie cheer us up?

Answer perhaps to all these questions lies in our definition of peace perhaps.... or that's what I think... any second views??

From the ashes

2010-01-07T11:37:00.000-08:00

vehement seduction.... petals of rose...
wages a war... clings to heart .. oh thy..
carcinogenic concortion.... an epic to close..
sheer pain.... tearing soul apart...
siphoning .... thwarting...
ashes... all over...
out of this slumber arose....
a phoenix... fluttering ... clamour de gusto
divine symphony..... nurturing nocturnal prose..

Bells of life

2010-01-07T10:55:00.000-08:00

blood.. red...darkness.... warcries..
precious souls.... all slimes...
nightmares... dementias...
achluo regimes.....

ringing chimes... slippery dimes...

awakening thee.... roaring mimes....

an angel she was.... praying to the lord...

heaven it brought... to hell of crimes...

gloaty it was... peace survives...
seed of life... comforting as glimes

Claustrophobic dementias

2009-12-12T06:22:00.000-08:00

At the edge of darkness.... the lightning strikes.....
with a sudden flash.... things go black again...
the dementia still follows... like shadows.. ...
oh nobody saw me crying.... tears washed away in rain....
cud walk a few miles... before it struck....
and soul Oh soul... it felt the excurciating pain...
faster it walked ... faster it lost.... the labryinth it was...
trust withered away.... murdered by thee..... oh it happens time and again..
vicious and vexed.... treacherous are these.....
cites the pain.... the pain and the pain.....

Passion.. can it last long??

2009-09-06T07:27:00.000-07:00

Have you ever wondered on what keeps u going... the one thing that drives you beyond the unfathomable... doesnt matter what lies ahead.. whatever is the roadblock... it just keeps u goin... my guess is that its passion... to achieve.. a go getter spirit... but lately I had my own doubts on this... can't talk about its sustainability..... i dunno what might kill it... sometime u take paths u dont even thought about... u walk on them bcoz u have no choice... i dunno whether passion can last really long... and my suspicion on destiny has increased manifold... passion can keep u going... but destiny is something which can change ur path.... u ould never know... and by the time u realize it u wud think that this is not what i wanted or myself... still question is that can passion overcome the folds of destiny... can u really carve a way which u want for urself.... rite now I have my own doubts... and I began to wonder on the laws i created for myself 4 years back.... i have to revisit all of them.. probably this is what they call change... the laws that were so instrumental 4 years bak are obsolete and i have to recarve them for them to be perfect and get me driven... anywayz,... it will take me some time to do that... by the time... u guys can also think on it... Passion or destiny???

Lonely road

2009-07-13T11:47:00.000-07:00

Rain Rain...

2009-07-12T11:31:00.000-07:00

No m not saying go away.. oh m just bak from Rajasthan... How can I say that at the very outset.. however after sometime in Mumbai .,. I might ;-) .... anywayz till then...
The weather was awesome at home with some cool showers... I was on a holiday for which i went to manali.. had some cool pics there.. have a look at one..
I clicked this one at a cafe in midst of hills on a trek to a beautiful waterfall... amazing experience... Rain added several stars to the lifetime experience.... anywayz life's bak to same borin mode with holidays ending today.. neverthless.. m happy that these holidays i revived my dead blog.. and wud try to be more regular on all the blogs...

Back after an year or so

2009-07-11T02:43:00.000-07:00

I have been away from this blog of mine for so long.. but the affinity I have to this blog brought me back.. I started another blog which will anywayz run in parallel with this one now... But I really felt that I have been away from all my blogbuddies... Only in my holiday time did I realize that how much do I miss my blog... I will be continuing on this blog again...

Oh my blog I love you

Migrated

2008-12-24T13:15:00.000-08:00

Hi all,

I have migrated to a new blog.....

http://chaistop.wordpress.com/

Aditya

Black Veil Chapter-5

2008-09-21T10:45:00.000-07:00

A big shining billboard read “Welcome to Glasgow!”… And a scarred figure was seen moving out from the exit… the figure was adorned with a thick brown furred overcoat.. a hat.. suede Scottish boots .. he was carrying a large travelbag in one hand and the other held his stick… Roger Scott has just arrived in Glasgow….. he went to a nearby phone booth… dialed a no. and put two coins… He came out after 10 odd minutes… called to a nearby cab driver… soon he was moving towards his destination….

“We have arrived, monsieur!”

“Oh! Yes,…. I was a bit asleep. Here is your money. Thanks!”

Scott hopped out and with his luggage entered a building…
The building had a plush green lawn in front, adorned with velvety grass and seasonal flowers… several climbers were hanging from the terrace… sides were blessed with an oval pool… the sun shined his way to Scott eyes thru pool’s glare… the house was a three storey bungalow… the name stone read “ Hastings, Jack”…. The place was well decorated with a shiny tree decorated nearby pool with various tinkling lights.. gifts.. eatables…. He rang the bell…
“Hello! Is Jack home?”
“Welcome Sir! Please be seated, I will inform him.”

A person with a short stature comes in… wearing mooney spectacles and carrying a white beard… he was wearing white shorts topped by a blue t shirt… a cap and a pair of sporties in foot marked his casual attire on the fine day…
The man moved to the couch in front of the one on which Scott was sitting.. the room was a round one well decorated with furniture … the couch was a burly one with a nice mahogany wood to it.. a giant chandelier was hanging from the duplex’s roof…just behind the Scott’s couch was a nice small bar adorned with well brewed scotch and malts.. the classic wines were also available for classic savors… there was a big window nicely arched facing the garden and the tapestry was a perfect natural peep in…. the room spotted a white marbled floor with a heavy carpet on it… the room was decorated with several marble sculptures… Walls were adorned with scenic landscapes and bore a clear testimony to the interest of host in photography and wildlife… some typical artifacts were ornamenting the room standing quietly in the corners….

“Merry Christmas Scott! What a surprise!! “

Black Veil Chapter-4

2008-09-07T10:37:00.000-07:00

Scott stared at the huge figure, bearing a surprised expression on his face. Mastermind’s grey cells were stressing to carve out an escape route. His experienced eye started surveying the room meticulously while talking to Arthur.

“I am really not aware of what you are talking about! Though I heard of this relic being excavated in Ruins of Wafthel. And my knowledge of civilizations failed when you mentioned the Cleyomandarin one, coz I have never heard of anything like it”, said Scott searching the vicinities.

“You think that I am a fool? The Relic was found in Orkney Islands, when you were in the charge. Professor Jack Hastings happened to be there, wasn’t he? We managed to get some pictures of the Relic but we were not able to decipher the Pertadenian script, that’s what you call it, isn’t it Scott??”

“While you came in contact with Hastings, the mysteries and practices of civilization started fascinating you. Unfortunately, we all are marred by same fascination Scott! Tell me what do you know of Secret of Black Veil and how can it be surpassed?”

Scott who was hunting for a rescue route jumped over to the Room Fragrance Can nearby, got hold of it. He pounced on Arthur and atomized the liquid at a sharp angle. The inflammable spray came in contact with the lighting Cigar and Arthur’s cloth was on fire, he dropped the gun in a surge of panic. A perfect jump and followed by a square kick drenched the black cloak with Bocksbeutel. The man was on fire already. Scott’s military trained body cracked several kicks on the burning figure. And soon the guy was cornered.

“Now I have some questions to ask! Tell me whom are you currently working for? You were a freelance contract assassin when we met previously. How do you know of all this and what is your plan? Don’t make me go ugly!! Come on spit it now.”

Scott held him by the collar and banged him against the cupboard followed by a knee hit. Arthur spit blood on the floor and started coughing it badly.

“Wait! Wait! Am telling you. I have been working for ………. Ste….in…..ad…..lers…” his body started shriveling resembling likes of a shock treatment and then it fall flat on the floor. Scott checked the pulse, and found him dead.

“Duh! A nerve disruptor. But it can only be operated accurately when the remote is in 15 km range from the receiver. I should quickly leave London, my work here is already finished. Its too early to get in any such mess”

The rains outside had stopped by now, and there was a slight fog in the woods. Secrets of time were swallowed by the darkness of night.

So pure, so humble!!

2008-09-07T02:31:00.000-07:00

I was just going through some old pics, which I clicked when I went for an NGO tour... this is related to education of children living in the carpet belt of bhadohi district of Uttar Pradesh... And blv me my eyes went wet on several occassions... i was deeply tuched when I saw young children walking barefoot on the concrete stones lying there.... this is an initiative to educate the young children living there who would otherwise be absorbed in the carpet making at the tender age... this initiative is called as Project Mala. We went to the schools where these children are taking their eduaction... there I found this

Black Veil Chapter 3

2008-09-02T11:45:00.000-07:00

Broken pieces of glass were lying on the floor everywhere, which crumbled out of the stranger’s bullet.. and Scott was lying near the bed aghast with this forced entry .. his pistol was picked up by the stranger which was lying near the window…

“Have you forgotten me? My face hasn’t changed much though but, I must say I havent been shaving lately…Let me help you!! ”

The stranger removed his hat and lowered the hood of his cloak… There stood a tall man.. the face was mostly covered by overgrown beard… the man had a flat forehead with a curved nose .. eyes went deep in the sockets and eye blacks were more than the usuals… Hairs were dusty and with a deep brown color… a golden teeth shined as he opened his mouth to vent off the smoke…

“You!! But I thought you died when the attempt failed and they were forced to move. But why are you here Arthur?? I believe we have no business left!!”

“Roger dear!” with a smile.. “You are not going to ask me a drink. Are you?” Scott gave him a hatred look.

“I guess not. Allow me to help myself. Oh dear I was wondering what I will be having after such a long journey, but poor me. Looks like I don’t have much of choice in here. ”

He moved to the bar in the room and fetched him a martini… picked some berries from the basket…

“Did I tell you that I really like berries, and that they have a high nutritional value too….” The man went on murmuring while sipping the drink.

Suddenely, “Oh yeah… the business!” the sound went serious.

“Your interest in Cleyomandarin Civilization is what interests me. What else do you think would be interesting enough for an eagle like me? The mystique of this civilization and their intricate knowledge of human anatomy is what has lured me here. We believe you have been researching the space time conjunction of the sacrosanct rituals involving black arts which opens the Cleyovertan of Human body unleashing the Vertanese energy. This is after you found the Relic de Quorte during one mission of yours, 4 years back.”

“What the hell are you talking about”, said Scott with an awestruck expression.

Black Veil Chapter-2

2008-08-30T11:31:00.000-07:00

The man rushed back to his inn amidst the downpour... his hat fluttered from the wind which he stopped putting his hand on it.... after crossing a road or four he was walking towards an old building which was a remnant of post renaissance chronicles, Build in a typical neo-gothic way...the building was plastered to give it an acceptable look though cracks and shreddings could still be spotted at various places... The frontage was damaged by the moisture, accelerating further deterioration... several horse carriages can be seen on the roads and even though it was close to 10 'o clock.. people were seen to rush in lieu of torrential rainfall. only few open shops could be seen.. . some riders stared at him as the figure moved in .... "Roger Scott, no. 34 ... on ur left please!", he said... a nice young lady responded to the request immediately and handed him the keys, Scott moved over to stairs with his mind lost in despair and that note somewhere down his overcoat pocket...

With a crank the room opened and Scott entered the room... the room was a beautiful one with subtle interiors, on the left there was a beautiful italian mantelpiece, crafted with white marble and sculptured aesthetically, surging the room with warm vibes.. shiny lamps hanging from the wall... and floor was adorned with a beautiful carpet.. copies of beautiful paintings from sub european artists added to the room's grandeur.... he removed his overcoat and hat and hung them in the nearby wardrobe... Scott went to the small bar in corner and fetch himself a Bocksbeutel... poured that down in a beautifully crafted wine coupe..After savouring one sip.. he remembered something and went to the wardrobe again... He took out his M1911 pistol from overcoat and closed that to himself.. then he threw himself on a cane-back armchair and took few more sips from the coupe... soon he was lost in some memories....

Roger Scott belonged to Aberdeen but his family moved to Edinburgh when he was a kid and then they stayed thereat... His family was an affluent one with a typical military background.. his family was a very respected and elite pack with titles likes of Viscount, Earl and Duke to its name...Roger Scott, an intellectual genius and a mastermind was a dropout from University of Edinburgh and joined army... he served in army for a long time but then he quit and went on to carry his research... Scott married Jennifer 4 months after he joined army and had two kids namely Nick and Milania... Roger Scott himself had several medallions and accolades to his credit and was a very respected name in British Military....

The big clock on the wall ticked 12:30 of midnight and there was a thud outside... a loud voice broke Scott's contemplation... Jumping on his pistol immediately, he went to the window to see the source of sound... A dark figure moved in the woods... even in the dark he can spot that it was the same man he saw hours earlier.. Eagle shined on his hat.... Scott locked his pistol and aimed... a loud bang... the glass of window smashed on the floor.. Scott dived... cloaked figure forced an entry in the room from the window..... smoke of cigar filed the room.... "Roger dear!! How have you been?? Long time.... " ....

Black Veil-Chapter 1

2008-08-29T11:04:00.000-07:00

Smwhere two eyelatchets open to realise a lonely road with a black anguish... The wind was swaying cranking the old swings nearby.. and gush was making the autumn leaves fly.. the pavement was deserted and the moonlit dark night was gruesome with nearby howling of owls.. occassional thunder and lightning was adoring the adolescent night with all the jewels and night glittered like a teenage gal newly fallen in love... sparkling an awe all over... embracing her desires to gulp the sabotaged and perished... the trees stood there flaunting thier self, warring the windy rage.. the two eyes stared in the darkness of the long road .. deep down the road there was a grotesque figure.. which moved alongside.. and their was a sudden rush... the figure moved into woods as the staring eyes peeped... the only glimpse the eyes caught was of a long hooded figure wearing an old leather hat adorned by a golden eagle icon.. the cloak was a long one stripped with white bands at the hem ... the smoke emanating from the thick cigar was covering his face.. cloak was hiding a burly man wearing thick shoes... a clear thud broke the obnoxious dark silence... thus widening the pupils of the eyes to peep in the darkness down the road.. a chill ran down the spine of the body harboring those eyes.. gathering all the courage he stood up.. the man was a middle aged wearing a large grey overcoat and his feet was carrying a pair of Scottish boots embossed with suede and fine leather.. he carried a stick and his fingers' emery was glittering in dark... his rough face with wrinkles witnessing tough times and a black scar down the left cheek... his hat was a shiny one with fine work on the top... a stick ticked down the road slowly.. the man moved where he saw the hooded figure.. he saw a half smoked cigar there and there was a note.. he picked up the parchment.. and opened it.. it read "Steinadler" .. there was a clear sign of terror and panic on his face.. and with a roaring thunder .. water droplets start rushing on his face...

Bas yahan parchaiyaan mile!

2008-08-23T10:18:00.001-07:00

Shadows everwhere ... nd m again a lost soul... looks like an abyss forever.... the darkness with slight abeyances and converging to contemplations has been a daily tryst... the kindling life dangles in the otherwise shadows craving for that crevice in deep dungeons which bears the title of helm... certainly of new dawn... human bonds crawling sideways of those dilapidated walls and usual callings and hearings with the self brimming alongside... and wateva u do the shadows grew dark just making the labryinth a gruesome figure ... a typical which instills fear, panic and hostility.... soul announces his war deep down the earth and strive to confide in himself fighting the darkness of shadows... detours to graveyard of ethical fauna has shaken the soul and it stares on those walls wondering on his claustrophobic attacks and blackness surrounding him... the situation worsens when staring gives way to the occassional breachings and sardonic encroachment on his mental and emotional enclosure.. everything seems to be fucking phony and earthly occupants mere shadows driven by the lust, with inertia marring the soul... And the soul feels a vigilante smwhere deep those dungeons... those two black eyes endangering the mere existence of soul... and soul fears suffocationand loss of might...

"Rishtey to nahin rishto ki parchaiyaan mile,
Ye kaisi bheed hai bas jahan tanhaiyan mile"

God bless the soul!

Ye kya ho raha hai!!

2008-08-10T04:17:00.001-07:00

Dont ask me whats happening... my life has been awkward obnoxious intoxicating mesmerizing exhilarating stupendous frustrating irritating enduring pampering romancing cruising ravishing boring cribbing .... u must have felt a sine curve... lol ... thats wat my life has been... i dont rembr wat i wrote prevs time.... coz i really dint have enuf time post that ..... life's pretty much on roller coaster ... and i have been wandering ... cherishing some best moments and felt irritated on some of the worst moments.... its really hectic but at the same time i can see the difference in me... I got a chance to attend a conference to attend in The Grand Hyatt Mumbai, stayed there for three days.. one of the best experience of ma life so far... met some of the best brains in India... kindling a fire in me... then same stuff again ,... same job...battling ma way out with machines and equipment everyday... kabhi socha nahin tha ki kya kya dekhte honge ye log ek cup coffee banaane se pehle... then one day i got a chance to meet the brand team and went to attend a theme party in a Palace hotel again... ah ... pampered ... here i had some best moments of job so far... shaked with ma boss who is a wondeful person and we njoid a lot .... and he is a wonderful dancer as well... so we had a good time on the floor ( u all know how i dance :D ) so had a wondeful time there... and ya the theme was classroom so we all had a tie and ur nosy waala hankey... and a small water bottle... haan wahi pipe waali.... fillled with chilled Vodka off course :DD .... really had some nice time there.... fir kya ... itna excitement nahin hai meri life mein,.... agle din se wahi borin life... par then yesterday came as a breath of fresh air... nice party with gyaan yesterday.... had a small conference again ... followed by some games and nice chatting with colleagues.... detouredd the pool of the club where we were and found it too irresistible but i was not with any arrangements.... koi na kal ki chaahat abhi tub mein poori kar lolonga :DD
for u guys here i have some picks that i clicked along the course... these are not that good... abhi salary spend karne ka mauka nahin mila ... next week m goin to bangalore so all geared for shopping... any tips on shopping at bangalore... ??
c ya

Hyatt front view

Magnificent corridor

A click from the window of ma room

Class room them party :D

Aisa ajab ye safar hai...

2008-07-14T10:06:00.000-07:00

Aisa ajab ye safar hai.... socho to hum ko jaana kidhar hai.... ye waqt aaye jaaye jaane kya dikhaaye... this stanza from a very famous movie is really making much sense to me now.... its b een arnd 10 days in ma frst job... nd m still not able to strike a work-life balance...... my work is quite demanding and it asks for the afterhours which i reallly wanna spend for myselves.... the project hasnt kicked off very well and my bakground study is poor.... m worried but still quite prejudiced against afterhours.... donno wat the hell m i gonna do... besides ma cellfone has given me a real pain.... and the new SIM requirements are fucking too much... arre yaar local residence ceertificate chahiye......these people unecessarily harrass general people.... terrorists wil get that easily jinko rokne ke liye itna drama karte hai ye telecomm waale ...... m stuck in a hotel with no celphone and by far the standards of hotel demands Rs 5/min pulse for even a local call which is quite expensive as against 30 paisa pulse in Idea/Spice.... neverthless I hav already applied for the Company's posttpaid conctn which will reduce the caling rates to nthin :D .... m goin to mumbai next week and gettin ma frst salary thereat.... any suggestions.. :D ... its the biggest amount I m going to have in ma bank account :D..... any suggestions on cellfone , a digicam, ipod etc is more than welcome.... I heard from sm seniors hat its an altogether different ball game in corporates.. really feelin the pressure now.... m bound to perform... as alwayz .."Failure is no an option".... m really lacking the motivation.... and the energy to drive myself beyond those boundaries.... my creativity and hardwork is seriously marred... and m struggling to get out of this..... nd m really frustrated wth all that Kannada around me.... u cannot figure out wat they r sayin.... smtime I even imagined Bond contacting M in Kannada... the best code language.... its really difficult.... m on learning now... ille means nahin ..... chana edhara is How r u?? ... wah kya learning hai meri.... see m enrouted from front line .... God knows wat more lies on this front line..... anywayz m off to dedicate those afterhours to the work now.... ok guyz take care... cya ...

Finaly it happened

2008-07-10T09:30:00.000-07:00

Hi all... Life has been different.... I get up daily at 7 in the morning with a utter disgust on ma face and with the greatest grudge and anger against the chirping clock.... but thanks to that which keeps me on time.... neverthless I sleep just after snoozing the chirp... and by the time I realize that I hav an office to catch .. clock already shows 7:30 pm.... then I really rush and dwell myself so that I dont miss the breakfast... otherwise I have to starve till 1:30 :( ..... these days m havin my induction at the place ... how much have I ever thought about coffee, when i used to drink cold/hot coffee like anything.... newayz coffee making is really gud to study.... newayz... guess wat I finally told a gal that she has been my biggest crush ever and asked her out... well she said yes when i asked her out to a TAJ... pretty expensive date... but ah... nything for her..... Oh she has been my biggest crush ever... and she is such a darling I must tell u..... ah... smthing has happened to me finally... lets hope we meet soon.... not to mention that m here in Mysore and she is smwhere else... and I wont be able to meet her till we can come to a common place... But its been a pretty long time before I said that to her... I was alwayz scared .... I had a great crush on her... but in those days I never dared to tell her.... thankfully it happened... even if nthing wrks out m happy that i finally opened my heart to her... hey guyz plz pray for me no... [:)]

Quantum leaps....

2008-07-03T11:14:00.000-07:00

hi frnds ... wind has been swaying quite randomly and m too meandering with the same... past two weeks have been pretty much a roller coaster rides with quantum leaps.... From an environ of IIM A i land up at my home.... a place where u can leave all ur tension for ur parents and just be a kid again... even though ur mum says ki ab to bada hoja.... u still wants to remain a bacha forever... i mean i love it... to do all that pranky stuff everywhere... i finally managed to get my PC in wrkin conditions again and got a wi-fi net finally... I must say Reliance is pretty gud... then i did a hell lot of shopping ( that made me pay 630 buks at jaipur airport for excess baggage... fuck these airport people..).... newayz ... we went to a place called Saalasar Balaji...its a Hanumaan temple and its quite famous in hinterlands of rajasthan... its located at arnd 200 km from jaipur... that was a great experience... so close to rural life again... awesome man... just loved it.... then the next day I was supposed to catch a flight to mumbai... so we came back early from the temple the prevs day... so that I dont get an excess fatigue after such a long tour... more than 500 kms in a Santro Xing... after all its not a luxury one (:D) ... newayz the next day I left for mumbai... And here it is.... WELCOME TO FRATERNITY OF EARNING PEOPLE.... yeah my frst job joining... I was so excited... two days of induction with so much of pampering... ah... m just lovin it... And see wat... I got ma frst laptop... my frst salary accnt... these small small things really have a big effect... the two days ended with a movie called FLY AWAY HOME... such an adorable piece of cinema... too good... its really too sweet... yeah AMY u did a real good job... the next morning I have to fly to Mysore factory... m placed with BRU... so now u can call me coffeewaala for next four months... lol..... m finding Mysore really great... people at factory are really helping... and I hope to have a great time ahead... btw rite now m just pampering myself in the five star i got for the next four months... [:D]....

Here are sme pics i clicked along this journey...

Here are they!

2008-06-03T02:01:00.000-07:00

Famous Harvard steps at IIM A

Library

Louis Kahn Plaza

Some gallery

Library

Louis Kahn plaza at night

Pathway at IIM

Subway b/w old and new campus

A treat for sure

2008-06-01T04:07:00.000-07:00

Hi all... I have been reading a lot these days... cases... books... novels... wateva... though m reading 5 books rite now... was able to finish the last picked the earliest... m reading:-

Shobha De's Superstar India
A book on "Kaizen implementation"
A book by Jack Welch ... dont rembr the name
A book on Supply Chain Management... given to by ma proff
And finally I read this "3 mistakes of my life" ... new five point someone famed Chetan Bhagat's new flick..(his third I suppose)

The last book was a thin one so I finished in one sitting... too good a book... worth reading once.... It talked about life of three friends... Nd I loved the character of Govind literally... too geeky... rational approach... too good at maths... and I hated Ishaan... measures everything by emotion... arre itna charity... business chala rahe ho ya langar... Omi was a normal indian character to me... and I was OK with him... the story went thru nice tantrums... meandering thru nice phases.... its a well spun story in a typically gujarati bakground which tailored contemporary issues and the timeline happenings in Gujarat... I mean Godhara Kaand... earthquakes etc... Novel reflected the religio-secular issues pretty well... nd I loved reading it... The way the story blended into the environs created was spellbinding ... however I felt that climax was over stretched.... and finance was miscalculated... I mean guys earning modest amounts of 5ooo-10,000 pm per head can't afford to go to Australia... somethings were too difficult to digest.... The book was pretty rich on romance with a good teacher student romance element .... and a clear cut paradigm shift in the scenario of present teenage gals... great goin Chetan... I wud give a thumbs up to this book.... a 9.2/10.... Also this book is preety thin so u can finish it fast...

Reflections

2008-05-31T03:22:00.000-07:00

Ye hasin waadiyaa ye khula aasmaan, aa gaye hum kahe ae mere saajna.... so romantic lines.... too good na... These are long gone dreams now... here I lie, roasted in summer of ahmbd... I watched a movie a week ago... SUPERSTAR... too good specially wo waala quote... jisme wo Kunal nd Karan were talking in a car... Karan told kunal that ... Dharaavi ki galliyon se jab tu apni bike se nikalta hoga apni bullet pe khulle baal ke saath tab wahan ka bacha tujhe dekh ke sochta hoga ki tu kitna bada showoff hai.... same is applicable to me... this is wat I am.... main dikhaawa nahin karta par... tumhe aisa lagta hai.... gud na... yaar these filmmakers really strike bulls eye smtimes.... ( Samjhe PANDU bhaiya..... nahin samajh aaya to Thumbs Up pe aur aish kar... )....

I really wish I had been to some hill station these days... but here I am... no turning back... this was ma choice... aur waise bhi mujhe to rone ki aadat hai... :D... I again got a good quote smwhere...

Never will my dreams ply below the sky,
Eagle was I born and Eagle will I die.

Good na...too good.... today we r planning to go to Indiana Jones... lets c how it turns up... m too bugged with work last few days.... had a fever few days ago followed by a severe throat infection... ab feeling good... had a prez with my proff today... abhi bhi kaam hai par kar lenge... thoda chill maarenge abhi to...

U know smthin guys... these days m really worried about myself... really donno where m I running... its just the Race nd m running nd running.... the real me is lost smwhere.... Really wished to go into those scenes described by Ruskin Bond in his autobiography....

Us daaal se wo patta gira, pawan ke jhonke sang behta gaya,
Uska mustakbil kya tha... aur usko kya mila

I must say.... m not impressed!!

2008-05-20T05:31:00.000-07:00

Hi friends... long time na!... hehe... again all those exams and then i bid my final adieu to the undergraduate college of mine... lot has happened since I last blogged... serious issues... masti times... party times... a real lot... and with wet eyes I left the college... then went home... usual happiness... ( chaar saal ho gaye yaar ab... )... Rite now I m at IIM Ahmadabad for my summers... nd I must say m not very impressed by this place... Its not waht I thot it wud be... a very humble infrastructure... rooms are even worse then BHU's and I was literally frustrated when I went to take a bath in evening around 6:30 and found the water to be so hot that it can even cause a skin burn... ah.... the area outside my dorm closely resembles a semi occupied junkyard... mess was ok... and canteen is gud... grounds are small... Campus ambiance is awesome... specially at night... architecture is good... but there is only brick work.... no cement plaster... forget a paint... architecture is great... with all those arches and circles... really cool... among ma favs come Loui Kahn Plaza or Piazza ( donno...)... nd dorms outer look.... I guess its Italian Architecture... but m not sure... Fitness centre is really gud..... I haven't seen campus life here yet... coz batches are not here yet... One thing... since m from BHU... this campus was like a baby campus for me.... such a small campus... u really dont need any vehicle within the campus... the facilities that are provided to students ( not summer interns...) .. are quite good.. but all in all ... m not very impressed... though I love the dungeon look of the galleries connecting wings... but still ... wat I found is way different from wat I xpected... lets c ... i will be here for a month.. hope it changes the impression... Next time I will surely upload some nice pics that I clicked... One more thing I have never seen so many Cats at one place... Cats all around... dormitories mein... canteen mein... mess mein.... everywhere... I guess thats y they named the entrance examination CAT... hehe..

I have got a dream... my dream is to be free!

2008-04-08T21:33:00.000-07:00

Hi all!!... This time m bak after a long time... nd I see people have rated ma blog ... quite a rating... some din't like ma blog.. ( still they keep visitin :D... I can track their zones :) ) and some liked it dearly... and rating has been quite extreme... newayz ... that doesn't matter... wat matters is that I luv ma blog... coz its like a friend to which I can talk.. to which I can crib... nd can cry in real bad times... Newayz... Some time ago I recvd a packet from ma comnpany.. HUL... Sanjib told me that he got something ... I thot if the pkg has reached Kharagpur then it must hav also reached Varanasi... went to our Placement office... God!... packets were all open ... got them... picked the one for ma friend as well... gave it to her.. and called another mate and told him to collect... Well its was some stuff from HR people... It contains two things... a novel called IIM----> Ganjdundwara .... and a DVD of a movie called as "Freedom Writers"... Well initially I had a thot that all this is some time pass stuff... but something from HUL HR ( Rated best in whole Asia) can't be just another time pass stuff... put them aside coz sessionals were on the board.... Last the haan!.. hamesha ke liye finish... Gud hai... picked that stuff yesterday... Started reading novel... OMG... its really hilarious... Rohit ( the narrator)... is quite a treat to read... the satire he made on rural life ... on himself... his stint mate... Its actually a story of two guys from IIM-A... who have been recruited by HUL... after that for their rural stint they were send to ETAH District in UP ( think its a district .. but no real idea..) ... they are sent to Rangpurgaon which is near to Ganjdundwara.... awesome piece to read... The protagonist really had quite a meandering experience... at one point of time he really appreciated the rural life... the closeness to nature... at the same time he sulks around for not having basic amenities... He was the one who don't care about making difference to other people's life... on the other hand Shyam his friend was very much into it... nd blvd that small differences to lives of others ... small hopes... grow eventually... taking shape of big endeavors and demeanors.. The initiative they took has taken shape of a movement now... Read it here. See they made difference to so many lives... and so much more as this movement grows... ( even if novel said that its fiction... whosoever first formulated that idea really deserves kudos... hats off).. I mean see around how many people wanna make difference to other people's lives... Whenever I ask some1 their goal of life... they always say... I wanna be successful .. or like to occupy key position in a MNC.. (This answer was actually ridiculous...the worst I have ever heard )...Neywaz... I would rate the book 3.5/5 ... coz its hilarious... it gives a message ... it inspires... and its truly a tr8...

Next was this movie " Freedom Writers"... I saw the DVD... the casting included Hilary Swank... an academy award winner... cool... lets see then... I loaded the DVD... some gud music... hiphop... nice one... lyrics are "I have got a dream"... ( even m listening that rite now..).. newayz movie was truly great... It talked about the racial confrontations.. i guess in states background... there is this teacher Miss G ( Swank)... She was given a class where students are quite tempting... don't listen... create mayhem every now nd then... the reason behind is mere insecurity... the blacks against white and vice versa... How can people discriminate on basis of colour... too bad... newayz Miss G handled that class quite well... and she dived into the actual stories and root cause behind all this... She brought a ray of life in their lives... She told them that they have every right to live... and they can also dream... ( Man! I have got a dream)... Fabulous work... too cool... nd somewhere I cried ( yeah boys do cry.. :D ) ... Awesome piece of work... The way the movie capture the circumstances ... the emotional and physical conditions of the marred people... Its really a heavy feeling that sank in my stomach somewhere in the movie mid... God!... Its such a realtime show... I can connect with all the students... I would rate the movie a 4/5... awesome piece .... must watch

But the movie and novel is not a point... the point is that " Why do they want me to see this movie and read that novel" ... I thot over that for quite 30 mins... and than finally deduced out of everything.... Its all about making difference to lives of others... Isn'it... Its about doing something for others... just think:
Have we done our role
Have we contributed to someones' life
Have we made a difference
Have I ever brought a ray of hope for ny1
Have I ever made a real use of the education that I got in my whole academia... I stood as a topper throughout... but have I done nything with that education...
Have I done something for a kid... whom I saw, barefoot, going to school... Yes I did that...

Its really about making difference to lives of others... I have got a dream... my dream is to be free

Wo raat kuch ajeeb thi!!

2008-03-13T03:46:00.000-07:00

Don't take any false ideas [:D]... I m just referring to our farewell party.... I wrote on that prevs year as well... Its really n emotional stir for me... so m forced to write on the same... Well prevs year my perspective was of a junior who was seeing the adieu from his seniors... to see others going emotional on the mere thot of leavin others... to see other realize their mistakes and apologize for that... to see other promising each other that we will make it big in the real world... It was our turn now... I donno wat was my thot process when i wrote this prevs year.. but this year m sure it was just the anxious backflip in the stomach of the parting ways... It was just an emotional cusp... it was the pleasure of finally graduating... it was the heavy heart with which I will say Bye to all ma friends... Well let me start with the evenin.. I entered with a rather timid smile on ma face nd thot I was late... lucky me... i made it in time... Juniors haven't arrived yet... Swayed directly to Bar.. :D... got my usuals... pretty much conventional here... (Snacks not ready yet... wtf)... Ambience was really perfect ... we had a theque in middle... DJ behind it... the dazzling lights shinin above theque..... the moods were letting loose and the narcotics were gainin on... liquor was playin its violin nd everybody swaying to the tunes... fantastic... amazing.. m feelin like m reborn... no anxiety... no crap... Pehla Nasha pehla khumaar.... background song... nd we portrayed aamir in slow motions... creepy but funny... We had it all from Billo Raani to Kajraare.nd Ae Ganpat chal daaru la.. .. From Summer of 69 to Hips don't lie... but the aura was different when DJ chiku ( Chiku took over from the original DJ... although DJ was playin it.... but I will call it DJ Chiku )... So the aura was different when DJ Chiku played Papa kehte hain... The scene was a typical college melodrama... it appears so but duh! ... It was real... Everybody was like puttin his head on shoulders of other nd goin ..Meri nazaar se dekho to yaaro, ke meri manzil hai kahan.... Heat was really on by now... people started doin all the stupid things... hugging each other... sayin sorry... Kissing (puchi :D )... falling on each other... I almost hugged everyone ( Sorry agar koi reh gaya ho to.. loads sa hugs nd Jhappis... )... It was Seth's B'day yesterday, so that was celebrated with some nice sweet cream massage to seth... :D.. I mean these things that we do at parting times really appear to be silly but that's the way human emotions come out... Emotional hangovers will come to u at times when u won't be expectin them.. its just a human tendency to avoid them until they become so inevitable.. u will meet the alter-egos at such a point of time.. u will come to know what people are... how they love u... how they care for u... Its really something which lies beyond the veil... nd the mere thot of this goin off is so frightening... but ya its worth it... its so damn awesome... we all had some close talks with our friends for lifetime... the friends u make in ur college are ur friends for lifetime... after this u will make colleagues... family friends... but u make chums in college...

Well I rarely write poetries but I wanna dedicate something this time.. (don't laugh if its bad.. )

Some day in timeline
I will come back,
to see the ghat sunshine,
to see those bikin tracks,
to feel the crux of modes,
in those humble abodes,
to live those moments,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

Wish I had more time to walk those lonely roads,
time which I burnt in the pile of loads,
that anxiety nd nite outs,
the usual nd ocassional hideouts,
those long drives,
this feel nd those vibes,
to feel those moments,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

those teas and maggis,
tangy samosas and patties,
those canteen chit chat,
or a beer at ghat,
VT's coffee or Pahalwaan's Lassi,
or the food that was so Messy,
To savor those moments,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

To have those lectures where eyes used to fail,
and body timidly followin the trail,
the sink of papers nd joy of bail,
frustratin lectures killing the zeal,
Wish I wud have experienced pleasure beyond the veil,
To live those moments again,
Some day in timeline
I will come back

That flight of success, that low of crash,
rising again from every gash,
the learning we had, the better we get,
Those moments which left the eyes wet,
With every gush of wind the castles fall,
we rise again nd again with a promise to make it even more tall,
To grow once again,
Some day in time line
I will come back.

Well, donno whether its good or bad... its just something which I felt after having a great time.... thanx for everything guyz... I m really gonna miss

"I am really gonna miss this place, M gonna miss my college days
(Courtesy: Gaurav)"

Agar ye "mera" "humaara" hota to kitna acha hota!

2008-03-06T23:06:00.000-08:00

This has been my experience lately... donno whether its correct or not ... that Parents have started to publicize their children excessively... there were time when an exceptional kid from a joint family used to gain appreciation from each nd all and even from the society... colony people etc... but over times the trends have changed I guess.... these days people are more like into " Main aur mere bache" ... I remember a close relative of mine sayin to me that " Mere bacho ne bhi MBA kiya hai... and distance learning se course karna to aur bhi mushkil hota hai... par bhai aajkal to valuee uski hai jo kamaata hai..." Now howz that... well I can cite the context... the sentence was targeted on two successful business ladies who are among their close relatives... How does that fit in?? This surprises me sometime... As per my view she shud have taken pride in the success of her two niece but then she was more jealous and dissatisfied... Sometime I really fail to understand the crux... Every parent is just ready to tell me that his/her child is studyin in a college in mumbai which is next to IIT Bombay or a top college in Pune or Bangalore.... and blv me that all kids are toppers these days... as my dad aptly said laughing " Colleges have eradicated the grade system ... so if there are twenty boys in class everyone is a topper... coz thts wat I hear from every colleague of mine.."... So my dad never mention my name... when somebody ask he just says ..." He is studyin in IT-BHU... final year chemical engg.."... nd how many people know IT-BHU... thus it save my ass from being a part of the hypo critic targets... Now there was a small talk... I was at the house of a very close relative of mine and "She".. some elderely lady... was doin only one thing... praisin his son... daughters... son in law... etc... That time I really came to know about their complete family tree (lol)... newayz... so even at their home... my dad asked me to get up and prepare tea for us... (I was really tired after a journey of aroun 24 hrs)... So I kinda showed reluctance for the same... She ranted immediately ... " Humaara "N" ko to bada mazaa aata hai in cheezon mein... wo to jath uth jaata aur chai banaata... aur wo sach mein badi achi chai banaata hai"... lol... nd that was a point of laugh riot for the next 15 days for which I stayed at my home... I mean cmmon gimme a break... "Arre isme bhi barabari"... Oh God! can't I be spared from all this nonsense... nd these society parties na... Arre yaar JEE nikaal ke paap kar diya kya... everytime u go there... khoob saari junta will be askin a lotsa question ( well I already narrated a typical Marriage party )... but as neeraj said...there is alwayz some relative IITian who has got a better rank than me... "Acha hai bhai... khoob khoob badhai..."....to ab main kya karoon... I don't give a f*** as to what he has done or not... or wat my immediate relative is doin... Wish we had that old culture in which kids of one are kids of all... where there was nothin like "Mera beta aur beti"...but somethin like "humaare bache"... Slowly and slowly people are growing more nd more self centered and this whole culture of togetherness is goin out of picture... I miss my bachpan really very much ... kyunki tab shaayad hum kuch bhi nahin the par hum sirf bache the.... par aaj kuch kuch hoke bhi hum wo nahin hain jo hum sabse jyaada hona chahte the...

The Stage goes cheaper....!! ( Skip this if u haven't seen this years' Filmfare)

2008-03-03T11:49:00.000-08:00

I think for the first time I dont wanna do idhar udhar ki baate and straightly m comin to topic... and for all die hard shahrukh fans this post is goin to be utter disappointment... so plz don't read it any more if u r one... if u really wanna b a unbiased critic .. this post is just for u... ok to begin with... I was watchin this years Filmfare awards... and every year they are awaited coz they r the most authentic and most prestigious awards... this year also the awards were pretty much fair and the most deservin got the awards for their great work.... But there's one thin I m not able to understand... Is this whole thing is about The Bombay film industry ( I won't use Bollywood coz even if the Britannica has accepted that... it still reminds me of some copycat stuff from Hollywood.. ) newayz... my point is that this whole award thing is about bombay film industry or Its only about Mr Shahrukh Khan and his supporters or his so called group in film fraternity... The presentation was so ridiculous this year with cheap Gay jokes and strong sarcastic remarks on Aamir Khan, Hritik Roshan, Bachhans, Akshay etc... It was just ridiculous... I admire Shahrukh Khan of his acting talents but this bloody stuff on a national television broadcast is utterly disgusting... Saying Bhaand to Akshay.... Bastards to Film Critics etc... these are just a part of his pathetic sense of humour... The decorum of a King is likes of Amitabh who resides in such a great humbleness nd dignity... No wonder they weren't available for this year's show... All those who belong to Their group are praised like hell... Deepika Padukone... I mean cmmon u hav seen OSO... tell me a single guy who wasn't ashamed of his pathetic decision to even watch OSO... music was fabulous but overall it was just crap... sheer crap... nd u know that... now don't give me stats... I know them... I know Farah Khan nd Shahrukh hav promoted their movie really well with a fabulous promotion campaign... What was happening with Himesh Reshamiya... I mean its OK if he is a nasal singer... but to embarrass him like that... the kings of today shouldn't forgot that Himesh has came a long way thru and he is really a talented man... I mean who am I to say that he is talented... Man! talent speaks for itself... The stage this year was so cheap with Shahrukh and Saif propagating so much of malignity and sarcasm all along the course of the event... The most disgusting of all was the NA-REAL Awards... fk off.. ( yes I know I m using this word for the first time in my blog... ) but to this sense of national award ceremony ... I just have this word.. Its not about Shahrukh or Saif! ...... Aamir, Hritik nd Bachhan fans when totaled will make a baby out of shahrukh's nd Saif put together... what a bloody disaster... The organizers should be ashamed of this pathetic sense of presentation... Deepika's Show was welcomed with so great words and how about Himesh... His show was greeted by two filmstars with fingers on their nose... wat the fuck is this?? Deepika is just a new kid on the board.. with no xceptional work in OSO.. ( well in my personal opinion OSO was a total disaster... leave the music apart).. nd Himesh.. well we all know... A single celluloid flop will put deepika out of super stardom .. ( I hope she does well ) ... but I think industry has forgotten to treat veterans of film industry... Arre .. leave apart film fraternity... Shahrukh asked the senior person from Elder Pharmaceuticals to give all the shares of the company in the name of Deepika... thts ridiculous.. Comments on Kunal Kohli coz he dont make movies with Shahrukh... ( He took Hritik for his frst flick nd then his thrd was with Aamir )... Raju Hirani.. Sajid Kapoor... nd yeah bout Ranbir Kapoor... that sanwariya flick in towels showed total lack of serenity and dignity... Cmmon Shahrukh u r a superstar... u don't need to do this... this cheap tantrums won't give u any good in ur fans' eyes.. Though I am not a die hard Shahrukh fan but I m n ardent admirer of his ... nd being one of his fan I m sheerly disappointed... and I m feelin short of word to describe the pathetic sense of humour of organizers... :(

No ur Blog roll is not foolin u

2008-02-29T10:23:00.000-08:00

Just to inform u guyz that if ur blogroll is showin that I hav written a new post... its not n error... i wrote smthin nd deleted it... coz I thot it was too personal to put here.. Will write smthin soon :D

Marriage parties sucks!

2008-02-22T22:29:00.000-08:00

Its been time since I scribbled and cribbed here on ma blog... thanks to my insti's new websense.... donno why opened blogger these days... newayz... here I am... Yesterday I went to a marriage ceremony of ma local guardian's relatives... I can tell u smthin... marriage parties sucks... nd not only they sucks they suck bigtimes.... Firstly u hav to know people who are smhow related to you... Beta ..ye tumhare mummy ki maami ke bhai ke bete ki....... wat the heck .. Then comes ur intro... I can tell u smthin... Its rather easy to clear the tuffest interviews of top multinationals... but here u don't stand a chance...

Kya kar rahe ho aajkal??
Uncle B Tech..... ( Picked up a mocktail from nearby waiter's tray.. Oh man I luv blue Lagoon)

Kahan se??
Uncle IT-BHU se

Ye kaunsa college hai??
Uncle wo IIT-JEE ke through hota hai isme admission

Acha IIT kar rahe ho?
Haan aisa hi kuch (Got some snacks in a tissue.. Really tasty...hmm)

Branch kya hai??
Chemical Engg.

Acha Chemistry padh rahe ho??
( here I m silent... smbody tell them that chemistry nd chemical engg are poles apart)

Isme koi scope hai??
Haan uncle kaafi scope hai... Oil sector, FMCG, Pharmaceuticals sector nd all comes under this category

Kitna time bacha hai???
Around 3 months... [:)]

Uske baad...
Job join karoonga

Acha job lag gayi...
Haan lag gayi uncle

Kahan Lagi??
uncle Hindustan Unilever Ltd.

Joinin kab hai??
Uncle July mein ( Yahan pe Ice Cream aayi... tellin u .. tey are ma favrts.. just luv them)

Acha... Kitna package de rahi hai??? [:D]
Uncle 15 lakhs pa.... ( with a smile I said)

Bas..... yaar maine to suna tha ki 40-50 lakh milta hai ..
(!@#$%^&*) ... ( Arre koi inko bataao ki kisi bhi IIT mein itna pkg nahin milta... I m in top .01% of all IITians... Itna pkg to kahin bhi freshers ko nahin milta)....
Nahin Uncle wo B-School waalon ko milta hai... maine to abhi sirf Engg kari hai... I m yet to go for B-school...

Acha hai acha hai.... Joining kaha hai???
Uncle Mumbai...

Thts nice... Kya post de rahi hai??
Uncle intially trainin hai 1.5 years ki... usko wo log Business Leadership Trainee bulaate hain... aur fir final posting as a production manager...

Humaari bhi bachi hai... humaare chacha ki ladki... wo all india first aayi hai... padhne mein bahut tez hai... Usko BITS-Pilani mein direct admission mil gaya hai..by the way tumhaari position kya hai tumhaare college mein>??.
Uncle main topper hoon... pichle teen saal se top kar raha hoon... [:D]

Sahi hai... bahut badhiya... Aur aage ka kya plan hai???
Abhi to job hi join karoonga uncle... fir dekhte hain... soch raha hoon MBA ki... par abhi sure nahin hoon...

Aur Ghar jaate ho?? Mummy keh rahi thi ki aata nahin hai
Haan jab holidays milte hai... Ab insti waale holidays dete hi nahin kya kare hum bache..

Koi nahin... Aur shaadi waadi ka kya iraada hai??
( Oh my God!! ab ye topic kahan se aa gaya..) Kuch nahin uncle ... abhi to main chota hoon.. pehle I wanna concentrate on ma career... ( with a blush)... fir sochenge... Rite now I m out of it...

Hum baat karenge tumhaari mummmy se...
( I donno wo kis baat ke liye keh rahe the... let me make it clear ki main in sab jhanjhat mein nahin padne waala until I m set in ma career...)

Then there were lotsa questions by miscellaneous people on Career counselling... stuff like IIT-JEE and CAT... nd also about a good job...!! Aur sersly tellin... Yaar punjaabi hadh se jyaada
naachte hain... I mean its gud... but thoda kum karo yaar... Newayz as far as dance is concerned... I really missed that in all this interview of mine... I dont understand why "Dulhe ki saaliya" are
more like dulhan herself that day... aur kuch arbit se bande unke peeche lag jaate hain... aap baithiye... aap thak jaayengi.. aapne ye khaaya... its damn tasty.. u shud try this... waiter!!... Oh
come off it... All in all main ulti pakk gaya ... finally I returned back 1:30 a.m. in morning.. nd was so frustrated... thx to surabhi ... kaafi saara frustoopan us pe ulat diya... Newayz ab ye post jyaada lamba ho gaya...
chalo guys cya

Kashiyatra.. Day 2

2008-01-25T09:54:00.000-08:00

hey friends our cultural fest Kashiyatra (KY) has begun... nd this year its really so much fun out there... ( for all those who don't remember Kashiyatra... go here) .. Due to chill weather I din't attend the Day 1... there was nothing on day 1... just an inaugral... followed by Rock nite... nd I m not into rock very much... ( kabhi kabhi elvis ya Metallica chalta hai... ).. However the sound was coming to hostel room as well... ( I jus liked the way they played ... Geeta Shlok... Karmanyevadhikaraste maa faleshu kadachana.. abhyuthanam...... ) .. So the Day 2 begin... The time is morning 7:45 am.. the weather is ulti chilled outside.. I m in my quilt deep sleep... the n came a sound.. Chand Lamhaat ke waaste hi sahi... my ringtone... duh!... one of the sponsor bugged me... Haan ji hum banaras aa gaye hain... wat a shit.. Bloody .. Is this a time to bug some1 ...neverthless... I gave him another no.. ( co-convener ka... nd slept he he... Isse kehte hain proper delegation of work... I know I m so close to bcm a successful manager :D )... newayz then I woke up with a yell... JHAADU... wat a crap... this is our hostel sweeper... blv me he never misses a single day... its been my 4th year at the collg... but I hav never seen any sweeper so dedicated except Karma hostel's ... kudos to him... newayz I shove him off.. who cares room saaf hai ya nahin... gone in quilt again... then I woke up at arnd 10:30 am... did the usuals.. fir sponsor ko sambhaalne bhaaga... This year the venue was really goin hot... KREEDA guys came up and put this virtual dancin stuff... impresssive ah! din't try that today will do surely tommorrow... tic tac toe.. kahin bhi ho....lol... then began the dance prelims.. followed by Theatre event... and as usual theatre event fall short of audience drastically over dance events.... newayz... then came the innovation round... boss this time I really saw some innovation in the troops... gud wrk for sure.. (I wish I can put up the video.. will surely put it next time)... There was this troop called ALAG... Nd the y really proved they wer alag... started of with ribbon sticks... quite cool... subtle.. then came AIRTEL... I m tellin u that was a sponsored dance... lol... arre yaar Airtel ki tunes pe dance kar rahe hain... he he... newayz... sponsor mein bhi exclusivity nahin... fir Mr. Bajaaj aa gaye... rembr the jingle ... Badal rahe hain hum yahan.... Fir kuch kuch hota raha... then came the gem of the crown... there was this screen... black colour ka... nd we really saw some dwarfs dancin... ha ha... the formation was smthin really innovative intellectual...nd simply awesome... they recvd a standin applaud... great dudes nd gals.. great job... fir came the Fire nd Ice... Its our DJ... ha... man this time DJ was equally rockin as prevs year... really cool... danced till i got off my breath... drank around 7 cups of coffee today... guess the chill now... a great day...
More to come on KY... tommorrow we r goin to have lots a events... lots a prizes to grab... nd Kavi sammelan featuring India's best Dr. Surendra Sharma himself... nd Day -4 will have the grand finale of all the events and the tryst will end with Shibani Kashyap nite... (watch out www.itbhu.ac.in/kashiyatra for more details..)
here are the DJ nite's dancing crowd's snaps

Added the videos....

ALAG.. awesome dwarf piece

Airtel Jingle dance of ALAG troop

P.S. Fotos nd Videos courtesy Sai Santosh and Srikant Singh.... thx dudes

Motivation

2008-01-23T01:32:00.000-08:00

Yaar... the weather is very bad out here ... aur mujhko thandi lag rahi hai... mummy bachaao... tommorrow we had a test scheduled which got postponed on monday (Tabhi to Adi blog pe aaram furma rahein hain)... Newayz... prevs nite I was tryin study a bit... but cudn't... motivation nahin tha na boss.... Ab this motivation thing is sersly crap... but really reqd... ny work... whatever is there... to do that u need great motivation... Its the real essence behind everything...
I tell u a story... there was this company called Western Electric.. They propounded their market campaign sayin "More light so more productivity" They actually started a study which later was very famous as Hawthorne Studies... newayz they started it.. took two rooms... One was control one ( yahan sab kuch normal tha)... nd the other was test one ( yahan lights dim thi)... Then they start experimentin... But to there sheer surprise ... productivity was same... Fir se try kiya ... same results... Now Gadab kahan hai boss... So they actuall called a Harvard Guy to find out the results... then Harvard waala did his high fundaa work... nd to everybody's amazement found motivation to be behind all this... the grp recvn less light was actually a very highly motivated grp... kyunki manager used to come there nd ask bout there problems... Waise I also fell short of motivation some times... but let me tell u ma secret now... I watch this piece of video... nd I really feel charged after seein this.... Kudos to Pacino who carried this so well....
Here is the video

Kashiyatra..

2008-01-20T03:01:00.000-08:00

Hey hey guys... I m not that religious ki main kisi holy pilgrimage par nikal jaon... this is the name of our annual cultural festival... Every year the event dazzles with glamour and fun... watch out these videos.. which are indeed a delight for the senses...

Main event:

Mirage: The Fashion Show

Antarnaad: the Indian Nite

Hope u njoyed it.....

So finally the way I spend a weekend changed...

2008-01-19T13:40:00.000-08:00

After a long time ... I really had a perfect weekend... got up at 10:30 am in the morning.. ( dont laugh... aaj to jaldi utha tha..) Attended my saturday breakfast.. (this is a thing which happens once in a bluemoon :D )... then I took a bath in the morning (b4 12 noon, Last time this happened was when I left for home.. 7th of dec '07 .. hi hi..) newayz... My bike was askin for a service .. so 2day i decided to grant him the wish (Now bike should be addressed as her.. But I m sayin him... guess karo... ?? Arre yaar bajaj pulsar... definitely male ;) ) newayz..

I told ma friend that 2day I will give a tr8 to him as well.... Sersly boss... I will really go bankrupt treatin ma friends for ma job... so we set out... left the bike in service centre... then we moved to the newly opened mall nearby... Sersly tellin we had no intention of seein the movie Halla Bol.. But kuch to karna tha na ... so we went in... Mind me when I say.. go watch this movie if u r really a protagonost like I m... this movie greatly satires on the glamsham world which poses as youth icon in the media bamboozle... nd irony is that the protagonist character was himself a part of it initially... luved the movie the way it was prior to intermission.. became a bore post that... great dialogues..

"Saala khud ko chot lagti hai to jaanwar bhi rota hai, insaan wo hai jo doosre ke dard ko mahsoos kare"..

Since I am a theatre person.... so really liked the nukkad stuff nd Halla bol concept.. worth watchin... So like all other bolly dramas ... this movie also had a stereotyped happy endin.. jahan sab khush khush chalta hai... I mean its ok... but gimme a break... well Raj kumar santoshi did a gr8 wrk... cool boss... make some more stuff like this nd I will b there in theatre... Chalo then we moved to the Pizza Hut... Hey I really liked the new menu on the board... specially the fusili with mushroom sauce.. awesome.. a subtle delight..

Well the one thing I luv in these malls is Candy Shop... I just love Candies... cmmon brother .. put 2 piece of this one.. 5 of that... nd my list goes on.. until it really weighs my pocket out... nd these candy delights followed me for rest of my detour to the mall shops... today was not my shoppin time... so like n intersted customer I went all thru it (Chewing candies)... but bought nthin 2day.. i know I m feelin guilty... buhooooo... newayz next time aaj ki kasar bhi nikaal loonga... then we left the mall picked up the bike... nd went back to collge...

Nd we had this guest presentation from Prof Debashish Chatterjee... with MIT nd Harvard names attached to his name... the workshop was aptly titled "Breakfree"... really the stuff was out of the blue... I have heard that most of the Harvard guys are lethal in their prez's ... nd that's wat I really luv bout harvard guyz... But to my utter surprise.. this guy was really serene and subtle... pulled off the whole prez wonderfully... nd I thot.. yaar am I free myself?.. Am I still thinkin?.. The conventional mindset is that post placements people are into leisure time till the end of bachelor's... takin recourse to statements such as Arre aisa mauka fir kahan milega... nd .. Arre ye hi din hai njoi karne ke... but I thot yaar.. itna bhi paani na uchaale ki dimaag ko jung lag jaaye.... Are we still thinkin... then I rembrd smthin I saw on a tourist from LA, his shirt was sayin... Think, Its not illegal yet .... nd I rembrd a grin on my face at the mere thot... the Harvard guy finished brilliantly... nd we went bk to the familiar abode... the hostel room of mine... Since then I m playin Prince of Persia the two thrones ( oi ek baar clear kar liya hai... dubara khel raha hoon)... nd when Boss ko nahin uda paaya ... to frust hoke band kar diya... read some blogs nd here I am writin ma blog... Chalo guys hav a gudnite...

Tagging Tagging

2008-01-18T02:57:00.000-08:00

Was thinkin from quite a long time to play this Tagging Tagging... so finally started... [:D]... kuch interestin sa lagta hai ... aao khele

1. Name Three Most Valuable Assets?
Cadbury, Nestle and Candico.. awesome choclates nd Candies

2. If you have the chance, what would you probably say to your beloved one?
Main agar kahoon ki tumsa hasin kaaynaat mein nahin hai koi... tareef such hai ye kuch bhi nahin

3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?
Well.. Goa

4.If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?
Launching Apple's new product with Steve Jobs

5.Till now, what is the moment that you regret the most?
Saying no to ek bandi... us ke baad se lukkha hoon.. ;)

6.What are you afraid to lose the most?
Sleep ;)

7.What would you do if you found a briefcase full of money?

Will search for another one....

8.If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?
Only if she's not married ... :D

9.Which type of person do you hate the most?
loquacious egotists

10.What is your ambition?
To win this world... nd mind it

11.What is the thing that will make you think someone is a bad person?
the way he addresses people lower than him... Jai Gandhigiri aur Munnabhai ki

12.If you could do one thing different in life, what would it be?
Wudn't have opt for Engg..

13.Are you a shopaholic or no?
Sometimes.... Sometimes I m too lazy for shoppin... nd sometimes I really have to put my card in... to save me from extravagances

14.What is your stress buster?
Music... shouting at the top of my voice...

15.Do you have any plans for tomorrow?
goin to have a vodka.. u want one??

i pass this tag to Akshay bhaiya, Murli, Pandu, Vidya, Anuj

Indra Nooyi

2008-01-17T22:00:00.000-08:00

Well, in the morning, after bunking two lectures in a row we were chatting on some stuff.. the talk took off from the whopping success of the Reliance Power IPO... and was steered on too the Indians who have made it big in and the Corporate social responsibility(CSR).. While we were discussin this stuff.. I brought in the discussion of Mrs. Indra Nooyi... the fluttering flag of Indian Women power and capabilities... So here I scrippled some wikipaedia stuff on Indra... thot it will be worth reading....

Indra Krishnamurthy Nooyi (born October 28, 1955 in Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India) is the chairman and chief executive officer of PepsiCo, the world's fourth-largest food and beverage company. On August 14, 2006, Nooyi was named the successor to Steve Reinemund as chief executive officer of the company. She was effectively appointed as CEO by PepsiCo's board of directors on October 1, 2006. According to the polls Forbes magazine conducted, Nooyi ranks fifth on the 2007 list of The World's 100 Most Powerful Women. Nooyi has been named the #1 Most Powerful Woman in Business in 2006 and 2007 by Fortune magazine.

She received a Bachelor's degree in Chemistry from Madras Christian College in 1974, and immediately entered the PGDBA (Post-Graduate Diploma in Business Administration) program at the Indian Institute of Management, Calcutta. After graduating from IIM-C in 1976, she worked in India for several years (including a stretch at Madura Coats). She was admitted to Yale School of Management in 1978 for a master's degree in Management. Following her master's degree from Yale in 1980, Nooyi started at The Boston Consulting Group (BCG), from where she moved on to strategy positions at Motorola and ABB.

Nooyi is a Successor Fellow at Yale Corporation and serves on the board of directors of several organizations, including Motorola, the Federal Reserve Bank of New York, the International Rescue Committee, and the Lincoln Center for the Performing Arts. Among her friends are former Secretary of State Henry Kissinger, who describes her as a "wild New York Yankees fan."

She joined PepsiCo in 1994, was named president and CFO in 2001. On August 14, 2006, she was named the CEO of PepsiCo, becoming the fifth CEO in PepsiCo's 42-year history.

While at PepsiCo, Indra Nooyi has played a vital role in starting Tricon, which is currently known as Yum! Brands Inc. Nooyi recommended spinning off Taco Bell, KFC and Pizza Hut, arguing PepsiCo couldn't bring enough value to the fast food industry. Nooyi also took the lead in the acquisition of Tropicana in 1998, and merger with Quaker Oats Co. She is also noted for promoting the concept of "performance with purpose," aiming to make PepsiCo a leader in offering healthy foods and hiring a diverse workforce.

According to BusinessWeek, since she became CEO, the company's annual revenues have risen 72%, while net profit more than doubled, to $5.6 billion in 2006.

Nooyi was named on Wall Street Journal's list of 50 women to watch in 2005, and in 2007 was listed among Time's 100 Most Influential People in The World.

The Media Moghul...

2008-01-06T06:08:00.000-08:00

Well .. to start with I wud just ask u.. whether u have seen the Bond flick.. Tomorrow never dies.. If yes then u must b remberin " Eliot Cowart" Yes he was indeed a media moghul.. the man who can change the govts with a single broadcast... the man with a power to sprout revolutions... Indeed the power of media has shown itself many a times... The closest approximation to the portrayed Cowart is Rupert Murdoch... well the name is synonymous with News corporation... for the less informed I wud say his name is synonymous with 20th Century FOX.. STAR... The Times. etc.. Accoladed as the biggest deal maker of all times... Murdoch is indeed the biggest name in the media buzz...

Here I m citin the key management lessons from career of Rupert Murdoch

Go with the Flow:Only the pragmatic survive in the corporate war zone
Goodby Mr. Nice Guy:Nice guys finish second.. In this world ruthlessness is expected
Place ur bets: Thrive on risk nd the bigger the stakes the bigger the buzz nd bigger the payout
Lead from the Front: 4get ideas bout empowerment.. get on nd lead
King of the Nitty Gritty: Dont hesitate to bug ur execs even at 2 am in the nite
DNA Marketing: Hard sell is an instinct, an automatic impulse
Speed Freaks: Stay fast nd furious... take ur decsns fast.. tht will give u the compttv edge
Think tomorrow 2day: Its all about seizin the future
Ambition never dies: Ask for more.. one ambition ends .. other begins...
Drive the company: Keep on moving and changing... after all to even stay static u need to change..

I thot .. these are great... just put em up... do post ur vies on Murdoch's lesson

(courtesy: Business the Rupert Murdoch way)

Duniya ka naara jame raho.......

2007-12-30T02:49:00.000-08:00

I have been an ardent admirer of Aamir Khan... but the directorial debut of AK has increased my admiration for him multifold... what a thought... what a direction... great.... The movie gives a great message to all the parents.....

"Har kisi ko apne ghar mein toppers nd rankers ugaane hain"

My God,.. how comfortably he fitted in the truth of present times... I am bearin this load since my childhood... and this one thing served me a panaroamic view of my life till date... I donno what to say... i dont wanna blame nybody... Its true that a cut throat comptn lies in the world outside... but all in all the childhood is lost smwhere... Most of the kids morph into the system... nd very few protagonists emerge as Alexander... nd most others are crushed... just like a sapling is..sprawling out of the dichotons... The movie carefully brings out the more vibrant aesthetic part of the life... let ur mind wander and see wats in ur bag at the end of the day... I hav seen kids wearing that 10 kg bag on their back with big spects on their eyes and goin school in chilling cold of winter mornings... what a torcher... The whole childhood has been lost... every other day we are producing great talents... but the "Thought process" has been lost somewhere.... this heat... that pace... myriad ambitions & xpectations... Duniya ka naara jame raho...
I rembrd a foreigner wearing a T-Shirt at varanasi airport... It said

"THINK...... Its not illegal yet"

Meaningful Cinema...

2007-12-22T04:40:00.000-08:00

Hi frnds.... Its just in trepidation of the boring holidays which forced me to return so early to the bloggin world again... I m pretty bad at regularity u see... but newayz... being at home means watching a lot of bullshit channels... but poor me there seems to be no other way to pass time... Newayz I was just peeping thru the mornin newspaper ( which is infact not mornin for me coz I wake up at 12 in the noon these days... ) nd just saw sm snapshot of the 07 movies ... well we do had some meaningful cinema this year... Chak de India.. left a milestone for sure which was not only a masala movie.. but it was a bull's eye hit in percolating the message of diminishing hockey standards... male chauvinism as well as more nd more attention towards cricket... The only people earning money in TV commercials are either Filmstars or cricketers... what a shit!... I hope the team do well in the upcomin australian tour post their ramp walks nd TV shows.... Whereas Shootout at Lokhandwaala .. peeped deeper into the real happenings of the Mumbai police and their operations ... it also exposed the more vexed part of Bombay's underworld.... Recently released Goal... tried to repeat the success of CDI on box boffice... I have no idea how that movie fared but it also left a message regarding the sports other than cricket which are becomin... bhooli bisre khel.. under the strong presence of cricket in India... And here comes Taare Zameen par... now hats off to Aamir for his directorial debut with movie based on auch a subject... he could also have gone for a full fledged masala movie in likes of Farha khan... Farhan Akhtar or Kunal Kohli.... the movie prompted with a message that " Every child is special"... nd indeed thts true to its core... Well masala movies will alwayz have their place in indian cinema coz at the end of the day or perhaps a week ... wat we really want is a rib tickling comedy which can enthrall us for sometime... which can wipe out all the lines of hypertension from our face and bring the million dollar smile back to our face... but still meaningful cinema is needed... coz I thnk tht indian audience hav come a long way thru nd the success of movies like CDI clearly indiactes the same.... Now tht reminds me of Lage raho munnabhai... a great comedy with a great message... Its high time boss... grow up indian film-makers.. its crct tht u r in the buzz to make money... but takin into account the limelight and the hullabaloo of media .. the responsibility increases manifold.... Rmbr the spidey msg

"With great powers comes great responsibility"

Breakin News......

2007-12-14T02:39:00.000-08:00

So its been a long time since I scribbled some shit bullshit here... the credit for this abeyance goes to my dear examinations which are as dreading as alwayz and no wonder that the languor engulfed me greatly post the xms trauma. At present m at home nd blv me or not.. this is perhaps my worst vaccations... the chilly weather is takin its toll nd my worktime has greatly shrunked to bloody radiation hrs only... wat more?? ... I m now posing mostly as a screenslave ... tht seems the only road out othe bloody languor... wat to do nd wat not... Now the wide horizons of the television channels , the mass media flag bearer have shrunk into three mainstreams.. frst is cricket... second is shit bullshit of tht saas bahu drama.... nd following tht we have these spranging banging news channels.... Poor me... I hate all of them... These news channels... every secnd news on the board is a breakin news... Now how come the khulna of Raakhi Sawaant's choli in Nach Baliye 3 is a breakin news which found its way in a prime time breakin news slot on a leading news channel... I think these news media have forgotten the definition of the breaking news.... ther was this news on leading news channels regardin the murder of a small school kid (std. 8th) by two of his fellow classmates.... Ok .. it might be a breakin news on the very frst day of its happenin... But when I saw the same news as breakin one on subsequent days... my faith in the so called NEWS media waivered and I was forced to think.... whether these are those torch bearers of Democracy of which we are so proud of.... Most of the news seems to be fabricated and on top of that how come bloody nonsense find their way onto the top stories of the prime time... tht simple thing is perhaps out of my understanding.... There are numerous or better say everyday examples of the havoc created by the mass media of indian subcontinent.... great goin ....

Hot nd Happening

2007-10-03T23:07:00.000-07:00

So wats sizzling.... !! Hey ... u dirty mind... I m talkin bout the market and the business.. we can spend hours discussin that ... but wat the hack can we figure out of it.. the usual rumblings nd mumblings bout placements, the market happenings.. business stuff... etc.. I hav been reading ... yatra tatra sarvatra...to find some stuff which can tell me wat hot... where's the delicacy of sizzler is savoured the most... take a dart .. nd give it a shot.. hah! Rite now the most happening sectors are finance nd brandin ( I m not goin into showbiz much coz this is the perspect i m discussin for young budding engineers nd B-skool aspirants).. So Its been proved again nd again that finance is the one leading the bandwagon of salary hikes... nd thx to wallstreet players... indian talent has realized its true potential... Its been 4-5 years since wallstreet discovered the indian goldmine... nd post that the golden era for the real talent begins... do u rembr Gaurav "83 lakhs" agarwal.. the guy from IIM B who got a whopping 83 lakh salary as his startup from Barclays .. the time left a mark with so much of media hullabaloo.. and there it is... IIM had never been out of headlines since then.. u see ... campus happenings hav become a part of news stories post gaurav.. tht was not the inception... but...!! So wat r these companies payin them for... I mean a whoppin 83 lakhs meant smthin to the financial player.. Gaurav's expertise was in creatin complex price nd finance models which was quite important to the wall street major... thts wat they r payin him for... He was just one drop in the otherwise sea of great risin stalwarts.. Same is applicable to IITs ... Rite now the banks are the one paying highest salaries to their B-School grads and Technograds... Lots of bankin sectors such as consumer bankin, wholesome bankin, capital markets, i-bankin...etc.. still I-Bankin is still the hottest nd the most spicy of all... Then comes the Brandin van... thts perhaps the most cherished jobs .. with the taste bud enthrallin showbiz element in it... Marketing guys, advertisin people..... fundaas for positionin and projections... launchin and consumer psychologies... these gurus have all in them... And do u rembr the ITC's Bingo marketin campaign... Aur HUL's Bru relaunch with Chakroo ban gaye chatterjee in Ice Cappucino or tht Sur Excel's... Daag ache hain na... It doesn't matter how much I count... I still rembr those stuff like...hai na Kamaal ka Dhakkan... or Sachin sayin Boost is the secret of my energy... Or like that ...Tandrusti ki raksha karta hai lifebuoy.... Catchy ain't they?? Do u still rembr that legendary ad which marked the end of IBM's huge computers and witnessed the launch of a PC... simply mesmerizing... I appologise for my obsession with the marketin nd brandin stuff... These two sections are followed by this great ho halla of IT sector... and the poor manufacturing sector alwayz lags behind... just bcoz it involves sweating and dirty work on shop floor...

Passion!!

2007-09-28T09:03:00.000-07:00

Familiar world... duh!!... this word is perhaps the most abused and dilapidated in its usage.. People use to ponder on that to reflect some sort of phenomenal interest.. Its more of a slang these days rather than a respectable alphabetic conglomerate.. Even I don't agree too much with the literal definitions furnished by common dictionaries... Its not just strong interest or similar stuff... but its much more than that... far far away from that.. so what is it?? I donno precisely.. but its life.. its goal.. its addiction.. its a narcotic supplementing ur vitals.. Its some energy that leads to resurgence of an alter ego... a person which is capable of goin to unbound vistas... Its a motivation... its a dream... i m feelin short of words to define the meanin... blv me its much more than that... I dont blv that buying lot of Dvds' and Cds' from a Planet M store shows ur passion towards music.. Passion is what Sam Walton had when he dreamt of Walmart... he had passion for growth and customer care... Passion is what elvis presley had for his instruments.. Passion is something Jack Welch had for making GE the no.1 company in any business they foray into.. Passion to win is smthin that exists between these cola companies marketing studs.. who just thrive for surpassin the rivals.. its not about brandin or positionin.. its about a fire in oneself.. which burns on a fuel called passion unleashing enormous amount of energy which can drive an individual till eternity... Its not about winnin or failure... How come Steve Jobs rose again and again... And why people have lesser interest in Warren Buffet than Bill Gates or even Vinod Khosla... Its all passion... people live and die for it... smtime it asks for a whole lifetime to be there where u alwayz wanted to be... Smtime it become too difficult for oneself to even take a single step.. but sm people are crzy enuf abt their passion and history reckons that.. Alexander had a dream and a passion to rule the world... All these people inspire us to chase our dreams... go get urself.. find urself.. ask urself... nd chase ur passion!!

Wait till it becomes pervasive

2007-09-20T08:48:00.000-07:00

"Organizational culture" I had my maiden tryst with the subjective vistas of this word in my Industrial Psychology elective class lecture... the most borin and despised part of curriculum... I too accompanied my other batchmates in shouting booooos and similar stuff in those classes like listening to music on MP3 player ... but eventually my experience with corporates and deep interest in them have made me understand the realm out of this psycho bizzarre... Now I have realised the core concept and have really developed great respect for the same... U mighthav heard about things like corporate vision... codes of business... and thot wat the hell this crap is... but we don't know that there are people who eat this live this and die for this... these principles are not just some blackinked blots for them... they r their identity... Once somebody joins an organization... we can easily see a change in his way of talikng ... body language attire... etiquette etc.. Some attribute this as some kinda attitude or job seeded arrogancy... but go a bit deeper and u will soon realize the root cause... Its the organizational culture.. lets avoid a detour to a psycho class of mine to understand what it is... I have alwayz been protagonistic in my write ups and strongly advocate against definitions of the otherwise simple ideologies... Its just the breath of an organization... Great people have all repeated the same things in their own ways... consolidate them all and u will find that what they wanna say is

"People make the difference.."

Its true to its core.. but how then one organization is better than other... its how those people are trained.. its similar to how our parents infuse certain traits in us which become an integral part of our life .. that is what we say is our Culture. .. Obviously the same concept applies to the corporates as well... here the parents are the the top management... which percolates the code of conduct and act as role models for the people in the organization... Over time people related to human resources have identified certain human competencies and you can clearly see an excelling competency map statistics for a professional from an organization with great cultural values.. It strenghens the way you work and targets directly the thinking, creative and innovative abilities... its like a supplement which enthralls ur vitals and secrets the required hormones.... after all Real business is just pure adrenaline

60 years..... long time duh!

2007-08-18T12:06:00.000-07:00

This is actually a belated article.... i thot i wud write it on 15th aug.... but got belated.... Newayz here I am with this... I titled it quite protagonistically.... and u will soon brunt the difference.. before I begin nythin I wud like to tell u a small tryst with a German...

I was workin on a pilot plant in my intern which was a german made. Since there were lot of problems with the machine... so we convinced the german manufacturer to come down to Calcutta and help the way out... Now this was a trip which would fetch that German nothing more than a tiring flight journey... a bad Calcutta weather... and extra fatigue of 1 and half day... with a full ambiguity in his return fligh to Frankfurt... newayz he came down to calcutta ... maybe for his own reasons... btw his name was Peter... I had met Peter earlier when I was at Mumbai... The factory timings were 9'o clock .... I checked my daily mails and then went to my pilot plant for usual cleaning... I got a call from my tutor... she called me... Aditya come to my office, Peter has come.... I went to her room... There I saw Peter... eager and anxious to see the machine... My tutor offerd him tea/coffee... but NO... he wanted to see machine... She told him to wait for 15 mins... But NO he wanted to see the machine... then I ran and arranged PPE's for Peter so that he can walk into the shop floor.... So now we were at machine... that machine already was tempered in Indian fashions... it stood improper handlings... and even a flood.... neverthless Peter started analyzing the probs... started the machine meanwhile explainin me everything and I was carefully understandin each and everythin... I shouted ....STOP the machine.... water is leaking... STOP....then he immediately shut down the dryer and everbody else was lookin at both of us as if some major accident has just been missed... Then Peter immediately asked for the tools, spanners etc... And I had a maiden encounter with heart and soul dedication towards work... then I saw him bleedin... I told him Peter u r bleedin... he replied as if I hadn said nothin... keep telin me the things that I should arrange for immediately... And my tutor whispered somethin literally amazed at his dedication.... she said ..." Now I understand wats the difference b/w an Indian and a european... Only we IIT guys have some concern for our work and that's y we aspire to highest positions in our life"

However I don't agree much with her statment, I mean it does not include only IITians, it includes people from each fraternity who have respect for their work... I have seen so much apathy towards work that Now I know the two extremes of dedication to work.... On this eve of our 60 years of independence ... do we really think we have advanced enough??.... Are we really happy we have shaped our country?...

Why do some people cry over Brain Drain... Is this country really a good place to stay?? Are we havin enough oppurtunities in our home country??.... Its really nice to make some movie like SWADES and to cry over NRIs.... but the point is not that he should come back... Point is that y he went out of India in the first place????...............

Shattering hopes.......

2007-08-18T11:44:00.000-07:00

I have this bad habit of studyin the stuff around... and I was readin this college magazine ... some04-05 addition... some gud stuff... some usual job mournings.... but there was this article which made me think something.....

It was mid June. The compartment was packed toits full capacity. The sun was at its scorching best.Everyone was dripping with sweat. Even the two fans were not of much help. They rotated, only reluctantly, as though worn down themselves by the heat and mourning over their misery. People struggled to keep themselves awake each leaning against the others to find support.The fat gentleman in front of me hardly managed himself from toppling over, jerking out of his slumber occasionally only to slump again. The only people unaffected by the surroundings were a group of daily commuters, who found their relief in a game of cards, and a lady who was kept busy by her two month old baby. I was spared the fate by the occasional jokes the group shared and the thick tobacco smoke that filled the compartment making it suffocating. But the rhythmic beats the train played made me drowsy. Suddenly the compartment was filled with a soft,sweet sound of singing. It caught attention of everybody.Not that everyone was particularly interested. Some lazy eyes opened, too reluctant to let the dreams walk away from them. Some backs bent, curiously to take a look.The cards stayed where they were. Jokes were suspended mid-way. The sloth hovering in the atmosphere vanished for a while. Then appeared a little girl, about nine years of age, crooning a lewd song from the movies. She had a lovely round face covered all over by dirt. Her hair were untidily entangled and stood like a pile of jute. She had big dreamy, imploring eyes, telling tales of miseries unheard and unattended. She wore a pink frock that had almost turned to black due to mud and grease on it. It was torn to rags. She had a melodious voice. Only her throat appeared sore of too much singing. She was accompanied by her younger sister who looked almost like her, only that she was much shorter. It was clear that they both hadn’t had anything to eat for sometime. There was a mixed show of emotions. The fat gentleman seemed visibly upset to have been forced to…his sleep. The woman with a child gave her a glare showing her displeasure and held her child closer to her as if protecting him from a parasite. The group was the most interested. They had found a new mode of entertainment. Others remained inert, trying to return to their original personal shells.

“ Go away! Find yourself some other place to beg.” “ What a mess she is. Think of the parents. They give them birth and leave them to beg. Who allows them to enter a reserved compartment?”“Oh come on sir (ma’am)! She is just a little girl. Hey,show us a little dance also. Then you will get money. ”“Sing another song.” Two pair of eyes gleamed. Smiles crossed two faces on hearing coins jingling. The little girl switched to another song and her sister tried to dance only managing to hop and fling her arms up and down. She was too young for that stuff. Then there was laughter and amusement. Another joke got its deserved share of response. Few more dreams were trampled under those little hopping feet. Another earnest plead for a helpful hand was drowned in the sound of a soulful song and filthy laughter. And two more children were made to believe, once again that this was the ultimate reality. A fate destiny had chosen for them from which they had no escape. To act as clowns in front of some indifferent people. To ask help from a group of people who were impotent to rise above their own petty…and offer a comforting hand. The bargain was made. The girl collected a few coins and moved on. Her voice lingered around for a while, then faded. Everything was normal again. The jokes continued. People again adjusted themselves into comforting positions. The train moved ahead into the journey........

Now I realized that there is somethin which we are still ignorin... Now I know that I really am a fortunate one... coz there are some people in this world whose means of living still depends on people laughing on them.......

Lets all promise ourself that we will do somethin for these kinda kids......

Monday mo(u)rnings

2007-08-14T08:35:00.000-07:00

Its been quite a long time since I took such a casual topic.... Now tell me How do u feel on monday mornings.... As the corporate culture has become so pervasive... so it has morphed the terminology completely... Now "Weekdays" seems to be the most boring and stressed time while "Weekend" leaves one with a thot of refreshing Holiday .... or maye be a small picnic to the nearby waterfall.... But the most dreaded day of all the weekdays is still Monday .... Do u rembr those days when ur mum used 2 wake u up pulling off that sheet from u... i mean I still rembr me cravin.... Mom plz 5 more mins... OR... Aaj school jaane ka bilkul mann nahin hai.... But now the situations hav changed compltly... subah khud he se utho... aur shit attendance ke liye class jao... Fade up of this crap system...

Dard mein bhi ye lab muskura jaatein hain,

beetey lamhe humein jab bhi yaad aate hain

Koi to chal zidd fariye, doobe, kariye ya mariye

2007-08-11T12:17:00.000-07:00

kuch kariye kuch kariye
nuss nuss meri khaule…
hoye kuch kariye
kuch kariye kuch kariye
buss buss bada bole…
ab kuch kariye
ho…koi to chal zidd fariye
doobe, kariye ya mariye haye..
koi to chal zadd fariye doobe, kariye ya mariye
chak de…ho chak de india chak de…ho chak de india

nowhere to run nowhere to hide this is the time to do it now-2

koochon mein galiyon mein
ration ki phalliyon mein
mahalon mein beejon mein
id-on mein teej-on mein
raeton ke daano mein
filmon ke gaano mein
sadkon ke gaddon mein
baaton ke addon mein
hunkara aaj bhar le
dus baarah baar kar lein
rehna na yaar peeche
kitna bhi koi kheenche
tass hai namass hai jizidd hai to ho zidd hai ji
pisna yuhin pisna yuhin pisna
yuhin bas kariye….
koi to chal zidd fariye
doobe, kariye ya mariyehaye..
koi to chal zadd fariyedoobe, kariye ya mariye
chak de…ho chak de indiachak de…ho chak de india

nowhere to run nowhere to hidethis is the time to do it now-2

ladtee patangon mein
bhidti umangno mein
khelon ke melon mein
balkhati railon mein
ganno ke meethe mein
phakkar mein cheente mein
dhundo to mil jaaye
patta wohi jo mein
rang aisa aaj nikhre
aur khul ke aaj bikhre
mann gaaye aisi boli
rugg rugg mein jal ke boli
tass hai na mass hai ji
zidd hai tozidd hai ji
pisna yuhin pisna yuhin pisna yuhin
bas kariye….koi to chal zidd fariye
doobe, kariye ya mariye
haye..koi to chal zadd fariye
doobe, kariye ya mariye
chak de…ho chak de indiachak de…ho chak de india

Magical metamorphosis....

2007-08-04T07:45:00.000-07:00

Ha... I donno why I put this title up... so now u will thnk tht wat comes next is sheer utter crap... May be... Really donno... Hey wait wait... I was just tryin to open up differently coz everytime I open up with a gud great abeyance.. so this time I tried indifference.... newayz let me come to wat I mean out of the two words... It has nothin to deal with Potter's Transfiguration spell... neither is Voldemort peepin in.. Its the truth of our lives.... that we are goin to face .. that will be there in us... With my two months' close encounter with the real world.. I learnt a lot... That has brought a great change in me... I have started realizing that Life is tuf way through... That every success demands the share in the pie and the bigoted effect of the same soon become too pervasive to identify... Every person has to shape his future by his own hands... Even if I ( may be u) blv in destiny strongly... Lets behave like engineers... the guys who have got a mathemodical model ready for each and every existin system... till complexities overshadow their mettle completely... Anewayz.. Let me define a function Y=F(a,b...z) Where Y is what we want out of life... and a to z are the variables which are too stochastic to handle ... and their proper curve tracing is what people want... many die in herculean task of just tracin the curve... Har ghadi badal rahi hai roop zindagi... Thats the change thts takin place... and we have to morph as per it... coz

"A static society needs to be changed to stay static"

I was talking of the function and the variables... This is perhaps the model which is too difficult to state ... coz even the value of dependent variable is not constant... we keep changing our goals ... and the time does the rest.. very little in our hands... and even if you want to adjust a differential segment properely to get a proper tangent you have to put hell lot of hardwork... If I talk of the whole curve .... i think I m too optimistic... and i shud immediately stop thinkin in tht way... coz maybe one day we can achieve a curve as per our requirement integrating those small segments... and one day when we will look back at the curve... we will find that curve was defined at all points... completely continous in lifetime domain and ... hopefully exponentially increasing.... After all

Lakshya to har haal mein paana hai.........

Feel the truth

2007-08-04T07:35:00.000-07:00

Today I m just putting lyrics of a song
The context is our relation with God

Tera yekin kyonMene kiya nahi
Tujhse raha kyon juda
Mujhepe yeh zindagikarti rahi sitam
Tune hi di hai panah
Tera Mera Rishta Purana 3

Yeh kya tadap hai
Hai yeh kaise saza
Tu kyun mujhe aaj yaad aagaya
Bechain din mere
Bechain raat hai
Kya mein karu kuch bata
Yeh mere paau hi
Khud meri bediyaan
Usse tu mujhe chooda
Tera Mera Rishta Purana 4

Kya Mujh Mein Hai
Shaks Woh Keh Raha
Aa Aab Main DuKarz Tera Chuka
Aankhen hai nam meri
Saasein chubhan meri
Zakham hua phir hara
Dil ke virane mein
Mere phasane mein tuhi tohar dum raha
Tera Mera Rishta Purana 4

Lakshya....

2007-07-30T21:09:00.000-07:00

The other day I was watchin this Farhan movie... and the concept inspired me a lot... No boss this is not a movie review... what I am goin to scripple over here is the approach to the fundamentalism, when the things are down to us.... What I mean is that as the placement scene approachin and people preparin for interviews... i am involved with them extending helping hands... But as most of them doing there SWOT.. I found that what misses is the title of the post... yeah Lakshya.... yes.. its goal, aim, target, object... motive...etc.... Take whatever interpreation you want but that will only emphasize the dimensions of the everexpanding vistas of the word.... I saw people preparin wrong selves... tryin to be more polished and fake... when I asked them boss wats the aim?? most of them answers ... Arrey Goyal... pkg is wat matters... But I think different... its not the one thing that matters... when we say that we have succeded... then we should mean it financially... individually... and in more broader sense... professionally... And job satisfaction and self attainment is the thing that should drive all endeavours.... the one thing that is perfect for one can be a big bloody crap for other... I would never find my aim in somebody else's dream or vision... I have got my goals right and I know what to do to cruise towards my ultimate aim..... I have seen numerous examples where people join corporates... and surrender their resignation soon coz they r not versed with the organizational culture or maybe climate.... The heat that is on is apparently for more money.... but just peep a bit deeper and you will find that self attainment and self actualization is whatb matters the most... Know yourself... identify your targets... lock them and then fire the lethal weapon... and then only it will hit the target perfectly.. or else howsoever strong the weapon may be the effect will only depend on sheer dumb luck...

Slide to abyss

2007-07-28T03:46:00.000-07:00

Now when the heat is on in the campus... Here come those moments which are most awaited... dreaded... dreamt.... and kinda cherished ... the placement time.... but for me as most of u knows... i m out of it.. coz as the mercury soars with the onset of the first recruiting giant ... I wud like to inform all that I already burnt myself for two months.. thankfully with some pie to my share.... but this however has nothi to do with the heading... and as alwayz .. I have this bad habit of small detours to off topic matter... ok ... so wat am I goin to pour now... Now this time I am goin to blend some great experience of mine in the past two months with what's goin to come... First let me ask you some questions ... Do you hate college life?? Do you wanna get out as fast as possible... ?? Now spare the answer for urself.. or drop it as a comment to the past... Blv me this is ur final thump in ur mother's lap... coz where u will be goin now is a place where... everybody is a friend and everbody is an enemy... in that world no caps are there... no restrictions ( take the context of job restrictions.. which some ppl put on others for their own sake ).... Everybody is ready to fight... thurstboosters are just some handy gadgets in the tinseltown... and dont expect some TPO coming ur way to get u a job.... That's the bloody world where u hav to search for ur own future.. shape it with ur own hands... Remember IIT-JEE.... Now this JEE will be comin ur way daily... Problems will be ur morning tea... stress will cater ur hunger in lunch and dinner... forget it.... In my close encounter with a true corporate I experienced certain times when I just thot.. why the hell I m here on earth.... what a college kid can do of it... its a bloody high level job... but these mourns will alwayz go unnoticed coz this is the way people want you to work... I don't blame anyone but thts the system.. these are the happenings... u cant flee.. and nobody will bigot it for u... jobs are aboard.. and people are running for packages.. perks.. etc... but remember pursue a job that suits you.... coz Job satisfaction is what matters the most.... coz At the end of the day u shud feel that u r still a human being

From "A" to "The"

2007-07-27T03:39:00.000-07:00

This is my first post after a long gap... sought of hibernation.... It was due to my internship stint with Hindustan Unilever Limited.... there exists a wish which perhaps sprouts in every undergraduate once he /she ( I m out of chauvinism now ;) ) gets into chemical engineering... i.e. Any professional association with HUL ... What matters to me was the enriching experience that was but obvious in such an organistaion... and after a two month long excurciating work at the factory... I finally emerged out of the blue and got selected .... Once a very senior man, who belong to General Electrics told me:

"Normal people are those who stay in the line, move in line and rise in line,
You are not the one, So just stay out of the box"

At that point of time I never realized that those words can change my life like that... The best part of these well toned and well orgainzed internships are that you gotta get a chance to meet the people who are really eternal inspiring sources. I was lucky to met the supply chain director, HUL, Mr. Dhaval Buch. Here I present an account of the tryst that I had with him during a formal open session:(Its not precisely the same, morphed as I remembered)

Dhaval: Ok I am here to answer your questions; Cmmon start firing

(23 interns ...... A room ... a projector glowing..... orange ambience.... me on front bench....... and ....... silence................................................................)
Silence
Silence

Dhaval: feel free, u can ask any question u want......

Murali:....... ( I dont rembr what he asked )

Me: Sir, since I have to work on a pilot plant, so I can't modify the existing parts.... So how am I supposed to improve or establish anything if the system is already faulty.....

Dhaval: ( He goes Lethal now... the best part about him.... ) See when you have a blockage in your ear... what do u do??

Me: (silence.... Shocked... how come a bloody earbud crept in.... impressed by his tone....)

Dhaval: See, firstly you will take a bud, then you will scrape your ear,.. If that works its ok... if not you will go to a doctor... get some handy instruments tried on ur ear... If that works great... but if not then?? Obviously Surgery... Now what u r proposing is directly

Me: Surgery sir.( in the most low pitch as well as volume )

Dhaval: That's correct.... so first go there and analyze.... ( lots of stuff... but I dont rembr them)...
Dhaval: ... Now that's our style

Then came those words that I probably can't forget my whole life

It was HUL's style

"We believe that if you are supposed to swim then the best way to learn that is by getting into water... But we are brutal... we will throw you in water... that's what we are.... There will be life guards around you who will help you, But you have to swim on ur own.... That's our style... And you can't cramp it"

Now blv me when I say that these words keep reverbrating in my mind echoing from every brain chamber and whatever in there... And whenever I was in sm f situation then I just rembrd those words.... and as I was about to drown ... I emerged out everytime evolving into a better being and off course... cracked my biggest dream so far.....

Now as I once said

"Zindagi ki asli udaan abhi baaki hai, Apne iraadon ka imtehaan abhi baaki hai
Abhi toh naapi hai muthi bhar zameen, aage dekho abhi saara aasmaan baaki hai....."

Exclusive @ Job Treat April 8th '07

2007-04-09T10:05:00.000-07:00

So guys as I promised I m here with the mesemerizing evening.... I guess this was my best eve after my engg took off.... Vice president was about to arrive here for convocation and so the roads were a hell... lots of barriers just to make a crusing unobstacled way for the political convoy... U see I hate this kinda stuff... has anybody made arrangements like that for Narayanmurthy..... or Mr. Tata or Aditya Birla... no but.....newayz.... I wasnt able to find the way to the Star hotel..... I found myselves engulfed in the dust nd ditches of the bloody labryinth.... By chance I got on road to Radisson( The hotel) ... thx to my bike skills (:D) I got there first..... newayz I asked reception where is Rose room... (surprised not to find a receptionist here) ... he indicated in a generous manner.... I m tellin this is the most difficult human trait... to be generous when u r tired like hell. .. to serve others when u just crave tob served .. but still he did... nd with a faint smile on my face I moved on to elevator.. here I was accompanied by a foreign couple... He talked me somethin in spanish... I was just able to understand the meaning nd I nodded on tht.... too short n encounter... Lift opened and I found myself vis-a-vis the doppler effect of DJ... no it was not moving... listener moving towards source... just when I reachedthe song on the theque was National Anthem .... Bingo ... Kajrare.. newayz here comes my senior took me .... aur fir maine kya piya mujhe khud nahin pata.... Newayz soon after that.... the hall was full nd the very heat of music nd ........ was on... The actual scene started after each one had their 5 + pegs.... dont ask me English aur patiala... U knw wat ... I alwyz hav despised this kinda culture... that Talli thing.... but sersly it is wrth it.... all the senrs drank too much nd blv me all the crap of 4 years just washed away.... people were weeping like anything.... they drank all the differences in a gulp of bacardi... nd for the frst time i felt awkward surges for my seniors... all of them r gud people... actly we all r gud people... just hav small differences b/w us.... nd all those who r jealous of others or hav got certain selfish prejudice against others...will receive hell for sure...coz God is there watchin all of us... jaisa bo-oge waisa katoge... ie. As you sow, so shall you reap.... I too have my emotions on the board for the very frst time.. I too wept wth my seniors... they r goin to leave me in a month... nd I donno when we will meet again... then ther will be nobody to guide... Its really like goin away from ur mom-dad... hey guys I will miss u yaar... yesterday I talkd wth all sorts of people... we meet daily but the aspects were different yesterday...... People were not themselves ... I m sayin they were not the very polished self which they projects here nd there... Their true self was open yesterday... nd this tryst wth the actual selves was like spirituality for some...nd its art of living for others... hey man my respect for some has increased manifold... I really found this whole new encounter a kind of filler that really filled me up with great positive force which makes me feel that we will excel in our life.... coz we really are gud people... We havent done nythin wrong to nybody... God is with us......

Sky is the limit.....

2007-04-05T22:18:00.001-07:00

Its been about 3 years of my college life ... I have gained so much from this part of life that the effect is very much pervasive... nd I guess what I am and what I will be will really be a space time conjunction of my present and future coordinates.... I m indebted to my alma mater for two great successful years of my life nd much more... gud great relationships to cherish ... respect as an individual and lots of sheer nd unadulterated fun.... my penultimate year is about to end nd its like I hav savoured some very great moments of grad... People often say to me Bhaiya aapko aur kya chahiye .... sab kuch to hai aapke paas....or Goyal wats ur prob man ..u hav got whatvr u want...see us...etc... well I donno how well the abv statements fit in the upcoming labryinth but the million dollar question is " Is that all??" Is this wat I hav always wanted or is this some kinda preface to wat is comin... I donno.... neither I m too anxious... but I just wanna chase my dreams, cruising all along... I feel that whatever I hav achvd uptill now are just my footprints on the frst step towards search of zenith ... I donno whether I will succeed or fail in life... but whatever I will do I promise myselves full dedication and complete devotion.... Its just like a birdie who has learnt to fly... ... man now sky is the limit... I certainly feel happy when people bestows a great confidence in me nd my abilities but at the same time scares me.. with every step my set point benchmark is increasing and it compells me to wonder wthr the next result will be a negative aberration or what?? I donno... but seriously the very thought is scary enough ... I just rembr my IIT-JEE times when I was not able to score upto the mark.. I got through but the rank still pains me ( No offence plz) ... Ya it does... Its like there is no use crying over spilt milk... but the truth is eternal... I m really grateful to the Almighty for all my successes all along... even in every failure there was a lesson for me to learn whether it was in terms of understanding people.. their behaviour or concerning myself.. but each nd every storm deepened my roots... let me put n end to the abeyance from the mainstream topic... I blv that its not all wat I hav alwyz wanted ...Its a part of wat I have alwayz wanted... ppl who know me know that I m a person of ambitions nd dreams... I blv in myself nd my dreams.... nd my insti nd my closed ones hav filled me wth enough faith nd determination ...which will keep me charged (other than solar power :D guyz u know I run on solar power he he)... for a lifetime.. nd will drive me all along ....hopefully at a supersonic speed.....

"Zindagi ki asli udaan abhi baaki hai, Apne iraadon ka imtehaan abhi baaki hai
Abhi toh naapi hai muthi bhar zameen, aage dekho abhi saara aasmaan baaki hai....."

Lonely road.....

2007-04-05T01:35:00.000-07:00

Well its been a long time since I blogged... lot of happenings since then... my sessionals r just over... nd I m once again back on my blog... now the very thought process which encompasses me when I scripple something was cruising all along my study span.... I was not able to concentrate... I guess the soaring heat is the discord... hey hey I m not talkin bout the radiation influenced mercury expansion but I m talkin about the upcomin sem... The sem which is the determinant of destinies .... i guess it got a bit heavier ... k let me make it light... its the Placement sem... The very sem for which every stud at IITs' craves... The heat has begun... C nd C++ are out by chaps and the networkin nd DS stuff is gaining momentum... Nd I havent started a single stuff... coz I m a core guy thts I wanna go for Chemical Engg job which is my major.... People r feelin insecure about the placements.. This is the lonely road where one has to cruise all by himself... As for me I just pray all my dreams come true....

Team India...Blue Billion ...Men in Blue...

2007-03-18T00:06:00.000-07:00

The previous night witnessed great disappointment for all the cricket lovers and worshippers... the bet on men in blue proved to be a big crap... nd once again team india steer themselves in the accused box... however tht doesnt matter coz as i hav alwayz said... this is a bloody hype... these sportspersons are more or less worshipped... once they made thier mark they gain two status at a time... one is that of a good player and second that of a celebrity ready for brand endorsements.. When they should b practising on the nets, at those time one can find them .. walking a ramp in a studio .. its all that media hype which is disastrous for these players... they have got a real short span of cricket career.. only some develop and maintain themselves as a part of the team india for a gud long time.. Cricket is more or less worshipped in India.. nd I just hate that... now u hav every right to differ... but this is my space... so i beg ur pardon... but ... is this rational.. on a cricket match day.. its like life in India stagnates around overs and runs.. people take Indo-Pak match as though its a real war b/w them.. People in my hostel prepared so well for the maiden indian match.. a kind of Open Air Thaetre was set up.. There was a big big screen and they were projecting match from a projector.. hats off to them.. But i saw their faces wiped out of everythin when team lost... The excitement dropped out with with every wicket of india.. I take cricket to b a gud pastime.. but I hate when it is prioritised over other imp things... Its like the habit of India to underperform first and then when its like Do or Die then they will come to their senses and burn their complacency.. Kudos to media for spoiling them all.. Its like itna chadha diya ki ab girna to laazmi hai .. See how Bangladesh performed.. coz they r not hyped, neither worshipped nor they r celebrities... so that fuels them to perform.. not to become a nice spoiled brat... Blue billion is waiting team india come back soon... we know that u wont b gettin even into Super 8 now....

Net is ruining lives !! Well is that so????

2007-03-15T07:51:00.000-07:00

Well it wasn't really a shock when I read on CNN-IBN that IIT-Bombay has restricted net to certain hour-band... read it here
So now one would ask why is it so?? Well they found that net has devastated the culture of Insti... Ppl are not attending lectures and bla bla... There has been quite a resentment against that... Some studs hav referred it as a kind of lullaby for them... Now I m not here to serve this page as a second info centre for any1... so lets check the appropriateness of theis decision... Is this upto the mark?? Is this really a panacea?? Well I m certainly in the favour of the decision... Net is ruining lives in the campuses.. I have been shouting over the engineering for so long.. But I think that one thing that should be shout over with a higher voice is this "Internet thing" Its seriously a disaster.. Its a web which engulfs you quickly and you find urself falling in the abyss... Mind me there is no escape... It really is more addictive than an year long addiction of narcotics and drugs... It really has wipen out the college culture at the campus.. Fests at the college campus suffer the most.. And gaming and downloading have slipped enigmatically in the pastimes... Not to mention the Chat stuff... All this have clearly replaced the study hours and other academic stuff.. I don't advocate nerds.. but at least there should be equal appreciation for the studies... At least this will prevent the basic spirit of all these Hi-Tech institutions... One can debate the foothold of net quoting its vast information vistas.. But ask yourselves .. How many have you visited??.. Recently our president rebuked all the IITians ... coz they are just doin crap in instis... research has gone down exponentially and they are just takin jobs and leavin this country.. the basic purpose of setting these IIT's was to ensure a good battalion of scientists and researchers who can fight a gizmo battle for our nation... and see wats happening!! I m not goin nationalistic ..neither I m one ... but the thing is.. what are we doin in the years which expects the maximum out of us?? You wud say .. Chill yaar ...college life masti ke liye hoti hai.. I agree but I disagree.. Awkward?? Yes I agree that college life is for fun .. but fun has got a different definition from sheer carelesness and indifference.. The root cause is this bloody net.. After classes ppl used to ponder on this grotesque leaping giant and the everlasting tryst continues..

Wo kagaz ki kashti.......!!

2007-02-27T05:44:00.000-08:00

Hi... Well its been a long time since I blogged... this delay has been bolstered by a lot of factors.. i guess the major of them being my sem result ... Again I did a legally punishable offence ( Topped the batch with 9.21/10 ...) ... So I payed the bail as well (in form of parties bills...) never mind ... I hope these bails continues [:D]... So its festive time and I m goin home on Holi... so I was just thinkin of my childhood..... and holi at those times... Seriously ...those days wer kinda jewels... now a days most of the time is spent either sleepin or surfing... nothin xcitin in life ...the same languor exists... I m tired of goin classes... and plz dont ask me to do lab wrk.... Yaar graph ke saare points ek line pe nahin aaye to main kya karoon... These labs kill me ...and instruments sucks... Arre yaar step change de de ke thak gaya ...response nahin aa raha to main kya karoon... Aur fir proffs dont admit that these instruments have been bought from a junkyard.... and plottin data on a graph paper is the wrst wrk one could do... I really find myself in deep dilemma when Dad calls me and ask " How are you?" and " How's everything?".. what to say.. just hope ki Koi lauta de...wo kagaz ki kashti..... Newayz happy holi... Njoy the colurs of ur life.. (I m not sure abt my life)... Happy holidays as well.......

Chal pade hain fikra yaaron dhuein mein uda ke????

2007-02-18T03:37:00.000-08:00

Well this weekend was not like others.... It was more or less an aberration...... from the normal languor and frustration I guess.... the function was on an exponential stride possibly... And once again I failed to decipher this Languor script.... Newayz I was just wondering why so many studs take recourse to these narcotics and tranquilising kinda stuff.... People say that College ki hawa hai.... I find this statement quite hollow... at least it appears so... It don't explain why so many people are victim or better say prey of this Billion dollar market... Just stress a bit and you will find that what's common among these college studs... Its not the Hawa or environs which propells u, its the age which is the root cause... Its not like that u r off ur teens and u r a part of this business... Its all about vulnerability.. Fear .. Frustration.. Hostility.. and accountability. These are the key factors I guess which serve you more or less as a delicious food to this hungry market. These factors can be seeded by anything... I can say....FOSLA (Frustrated One Sided Lovers Association :D ) .... failure in love, career ambitions, academics... etc. Now comes in the vulnerability... the teens are simply not ready for this tantrums and fall for them quickly... They serve as a soothener to their lives which are incomplete in someway or another.. I donno how these teens would react if they aren't provided with these apparent medicines... I guess they can beacome rebellious or self-deteriorating.... Suicide rate has surely increased in this part of life. Some time ago I read that a 3rd year Stud from IIT Bombay commited suicide, his suicide note meant:

"I am doing this because I failed in the semester examination..That's very embarassing for me and my family"

Now how's that?? i mean do u feel awkward??... If yes .. don't feel so coz this is the case of a lot of people out there in real world.. who have been so burdened in their life that they just crumble down... And that in their age of teens. Mr. M.K. Gandhi truly designated it as a Hanumaan Kood .. as per his view only God can do that... So what about these growing young men.. I don't blame the system ... But there is some discrepancy ...smwhere...and it really exists. Coz this is not like ..Once in a blue moon .. It has become quite prevalent these days ... At least a piece of Sutta , A peg of Liquor with equal hatred and apathy towards the system ....accompained with a talk abusing them all can do wonders for people ..who are just in the heat.... These were a bit professional or academic oriented purposes and we must not forget the Cupid consequences.. I know why they portray cupid with an arrow... coz once u r hit by love u r gonna die... an arrow that tears u forever.. And in this age its a kinda lust which exist just as life on this lonely planet... Just look at malls , theatres , music shops.. clubs, pubs etc. u will find an insurgence really cravin to gulp us all... And its like u can say Pyaar ke Side Effects ... u aren't ready for a break-up, Are u?? Well if u r then it was a sheer waste of time readin my thoughts...blv me... most of the studs of this age aren't .... Well wat I can just say in the end is that... so much is goin on in this world now that one can't escape.. either one needs to be successful and busy all the time... Or this stage of life is really goin to b tuf.............. I was watchin Smallville this weekend.. Its about life of Superman.. That series talked about problems of his life in the same stage... If he can't escape how can we ??? He is still Superman & we are simply........................

How to stay Important !!

2007-02-16T06:11:00.000-08:00

Now this post is not intended for pun on any particular person.....Its just my general observation...... So how to stay important....well within my college life I hav seen a lot many people....from real genious persons to complete freaks.....Times changed a lot from the very inception of net in the rooms.......so here I present a simple account for what I observed ......I sometimes think that being busy or at least pretend to be so increase the value or better say market value of a person...... The person who appears to be busy is thought of a person who is doin some real awesome stuff.... Well so here I present some of the things which I have observed other people doin for the false pretence ( No I m not sayin all of them are doin it.... some guys r real busy).... So the most prevalent thing is to have a busy icon on your G-CHAT .....Once I asked a friend of mine what was she doing... coz she did have a busy icon... i was stunned on the reply.... She said... nothing.... bas achha lagta hai.. now this was not at all thought of..... newayz...i have seen other ways as well... Don't reply to any of SMS for a day or two nd then SMS nd just say ...OH I was busy yaar.... Who the hell askd u tht?? Its OK to be wanted smtimes but...... I think this habit is a bit awkward... Cells don't lag behind in the race blv me!!.... Put it on voice mail once a day nd the caller wud understand that u might b sittin in a board meetin just discussin the future of a fortune 500. I mean who am I to say that... but its just like I find this thing quite tangential... And one won't blv what is this busy-ness stands for .... Movies, Music, Gossip, etc . ... and off course the best of Indian Subcontinent....Cricket..... well in this context I just found myselves lucky that I am available and I am not busy likewise... Well my friends will find me available even if I am studying...ha ha

Is it worth it??

2007-02-15T05:36:00.000-08:00

Well, me and my friends were discussing certain aspects of professional studies, and we finally deduce that

"Engineer is a person who gets everything for nothing"

It all started when I got a scholarship from TATAs (TISCO precisely), they are paying me 3000 buks per month and offered an Intern as well, Initially it made me very happy(obviously...who won't be happy with an xtra pocket money).....But soon I was forced to think...(yaar main itna kyun sochta hoon....par its ok)...so i thot......what is this sum for.....What am I doing?? Answer was simple ....I m doin nothing.......nothing xcept goin classes, jolting down certain class notes, completing lab journals and usual net stuff.....I guess languor is ever prevailing state for me. I was just sitting in canteen when somebody quoted

" Arre yaar iski salary to iski grade se bhi jyaada hai"

It was targeted on a very dynamic person who had got a grade of 5.something and a package of around 6.5 lkhs pa. Now don't laugh....coz u r laughing on Engineers, System and country as a whole, Coz this is the condition of top notch Indian colleges......the IIT's. Well so the talk took off and we begin to discuss three basic professional disciplines, CA aspirants, Medicos and obviously the worthless gits, the Engineers.
The talk was initiated by my aforementioned thought and we soon began to ponder our ideas into the dicussion. I am presenting a synopsis here......Well I have seen my CA friends ...they keep on working the whole day in their intern.....their company sucks them completely.....They are always busy with clients or whatever.....And the usual CA studies are still left...No wonder they call CA come again. So you are now free to estimate their intern stipends.......don't go hype....the best among them get somewhere around 8000-9000 buks pm...........They have got a time table which leave them only 6-7 hrs for sleep....and don't forget that CA in itself is around 6-7 year course( I am not sure coz it keeps changin).......Down the line comes the medicos.....well hats off to them.......Books of width...I cant imagine..... are their semester syllabi's.....Not to mention.. patients' case studies, mugging of prescriptions......etc etc. And their grad completes in 5 years the big long MBBS.....and then the heat for masters is compulsory in thier discipline.
Then comes the "Best out of the bargain" ...the engineering fraternity......they are the guys who just freak around ...most of them sleep in their class lectures...not to mention proxies even for a meagre 75% of presence. Class notes are God.....even if most of the stuff is crap......Subject passes away and they donno that they have studied it....Achha padha tha kya....abe Goyal kaun se Sem mein tha??? Labs are just a fun centre where your aptitude of manipulation with numbers is put to test.....take 5 readings....Abe do se jyaada to aaj tak nahin li ab kya lenge....we have to work on instrument which would have been a cynosure in an Antique Gallery or something......Still Multinationals are always on a hunting spree for them......I donno what these MNC's want.....people who have done nothing the whole year are goin to handle the whole plants...and equipments by themselves......I donno how i will be doin them.....and not to mention the handsome stipends and scintillating perks....Flight tickets, boarding lodging....conveyance etc etc........Now howzzat?? ( waise I hate cricket but still using this)...I mean whats the point?? I keep on thinkin that and never realize a thing.........I smtimes feel it to be quite unfair......that someone are gettin this after so much hard work...and others are njoyin them for nothin......But then I remember my those days of 11-12th when I was preparin for IIT-JEE.....for two years I did studies and nothing else......People out there thot I was a nerd....and accoladed with various adjectives such as buk-worm....etc .....I guess the hard work required now has already been done....however we just can't escape givin excuses.....we engineers really are worthless gits.........

Stagnant Waters !!

2007-02-13T18:21:00.000-08:00

Life.....only thing about which I think except science. Well science has got great no. of theories and postulates embedded, firmly turning into laws. Even if life don't reckon any strict laws, I think Laws of Science are far more propounding in realms of Life. The famous law of inertia:

"Every thing remains in its state of rest or of uniform motion until and unless acted upon by some external force"

Life is a masterpiece of inertia. Everything has got certain reason. There always exists the big Why?? Nothing happens without this "Why". And what about this external force how it creeps inside the scene?? Well stagnancy is a property of life. Don't misnomer it with staticness. It is quite synonymous to the monotonicity. Its kinda stationary waves in a pool....where motion imparts stagnancy. Motion imparts Stagnancy sounds awkward......but is it not so?? Our lives are more or less stagnant....and motion is still there....... Every now and then we found ourselves once again in the same pool just jerking around the walls. Well sometimes i I feel myself Claustrophobic......I just crave to get out of this.........I cry for the Turbulence......but the pool is more or less an abyss which don't ends...nd I stays stagnant. I donno.......this external force sets in......from a long time i haven't experienced any.......I just imagine what it could be......its a sort of a sea wave which will have a new dawn at its very outset.....which has has got might to set it all....... I can just hallucinate these kinda things but i guess its a space time conjunction....nd then comes in again the very Why? I donno whether this Why is the external force or what. What I just feel is the gush of wind over these stagnant waters waitin for the sail of the turbulence................................................

Is that so simple??

2007-02-10T06:13:00.000-08:00

Well the stuff i m just goin to write below is not at all light. I dont wanna write on it, but i have kinda made promise to sm1 for this. I received a text message the other day from a friend of mine, it said:

"Boys are good as Father, Brother, Friend and so....but as husbands they are bastards"

This basically is an excerpt from a 9th or 10th standard gal's personal diary. When I heard it on first hand I laughed. It sounded crazy to me. And so i promised to scribble something on this. But as I prepared myself to write, I peeped in, what could be the psychology of such a gal? How she arrived at such a result?? Was it just a premature soaring of instincts or better say feelings?? Or was this a well thought, meticulously written piece of words?? I donno.....neither I can predict what it could be. What I can is just analyze this ( thts what we engg studs do....analyze things to the core.). So better go analyzing. Well the assumptions I am making here (like in any usual derivation article) is that the gal is just in her teens, knows little about male psychology and keen to pen down thoughts( tht's surely a good trait). Newayz why the same person is good in other social bonds while worse in one, which is the most sacred and powerful bond on earth. Donno.....maybe she is too scared from any such happening. Well as far as I know husbands are not that bad. Still the question remains ......Is such a conclusion so simple??.......yes it is!!! For a gal of her age....its simple.....coz this relation is too difficult to understand....It demands a great deal of abnegation that can't even be thought of......still Bastard is too absurd and disgraceful adjective to be used. I mean it would be a good quotation for a gal of her age to write with a golden ink in her diary, but in its core this statement challenges our understanding of relations and a lot more............Hope this could have been so simple...........

(Thanx for the abstract.........."the only great person".......I think i hav mentioned u...happy)

Ye ladki kyun na jaane kyun ladkon si nahin hoti.....

2007-02-09T12:44:00.000-08:00

Well my friends suggested me that I shud come up with a bit light stuff as well.So here I am with stuff as light as feather......I really wonder on the title. Well is that so?? I guess yes......I think there should be a subject for Girls psychology rather than Industrial psychology ( Do you hear that??). i guess right now if i appear for its xm i will just get a F (Bole to fakka). Obviously...if we define the mood function for gals then it will be:

Mood= F(x)
Where x is a variable which depends on the space, time, ambience, assets etc.

All in all the function fluctuates never gaining a constant value. I donno if gossip is some kind of diet food for them. They can do any sort of gossip and you won't be able to guess it either. They have got so much stuff with them, one won't believe. You cant win an altercation when they are on the front....even normally you can't. And the greatest of all the personal diaries and slam books. I mean why do you write a personal diary?? Just ponder in that and you will be shocked. Ye mere baare mein kya likha hai ....oh God. And once you tell them that you have gone near their diary....get ready for the biggest active volcano explosion. And slam books ...I hated filling them.....the greatest thing is that they even remember what you have filled in( only gud trait I guess..I donno) I mean its difficult to remember Birthdates (thx 2 orkut these days...really helpful for guyz like me)....nd you are going to be executed if you forget their Birthdates. Cant they just stay cool and chill. Arre yaar bhool gaye....yahan time table nahin yaad rehta. I guess cells hav got reminder facilities only for the male fraternity. And don't take name of any gal in front of them, nahin to agle din paper mein aa jayega with itna masala ....i guess Khana Khazana is doing really well. Gr8 goin gals gud for u. Why should one keep his room clean and tidy....arre kya ab yehi kaam raha gaya?? Nd I won't say a thing bout their gagas.......hear Saif for the same.....I wud just say.....ye ladki kyun na jaane kyun ladkon si nahin hoti................I agree a bit with Rani as well( but only a bit)

Engineering........

2007-02-09T12:00:00.000-08:00

I think these are the only of their kind on the earth. Because no body can be so lazy, idle, and bole to nithalla.....complete worthless gits. I hav seen my commerce friends (CA aspirants), Medicos, or MBA grads...(take whatever you want )....they don't have time even for themselves.....leave apart family and friends. Prior to an engineering entrance, in my case it was IIT-JEE.....studs just think that they are the future scientists and technocrats and a lot bout quantum physics, string theory, quark model, relativity....etc..the list is endless. There exists a zeal which sails them through the atlantic of IIT-JEE. These masterminds enter these centres of excellence which were supposed to cater to their nocturnal thrust of science. The input which they get, extinguishes the fire, within 3 months or so. I think maximum IIT grads opt management as their final goal. Very few proceed for a masters abroad and very few for Phd's. No doubt man-studs perform exceptional, but they were not meant for it. Whom to blame then......system, proffs, environs, or we ourselves. Well as per my view, answer they are rather supplementary rather than complimentary. Engineering is all about creation and improvement. In trait engg. studs are real dynamics. But who cares for that.....I have seen a lot of people who have got exceptional talent, rotting up coz they were not ready to incinerate themselves to the system fire. I just say that its not bad to go maverick and protagonistic.......but in the tug of war the basic discipline goes abominable. I wont beguile myself just because I am in the system....No I won't ....I can't..

Five point someone.....or better say something

2007-02-09T04:59:00.000-08:00

No I am not going to discuss the famous novel or neither its famous author, IIT Delhi stud, Mr. Chetan Bhagat. What I am going to discuss here is a new aspect of long told grade stories.
I have spend my two and half years at my college just knowing that
" Dude grades don't matter, what matters is what you are.........See our alumnus the successful guys were on 5. or 6. ........etc."
I just wondered at those statements. How they were challenging the authority of the system so casually. Its not just in the university or so .....Indians keep challenging the system and I am no protagonist. But what one has to think is the key driving force for the success in the life......Is it just a grade.....or a good job......some fight for a good wife(absurd...but i hav heard so)? Well you just cant give a nomenclature for such a hunger. What I have observed in our old alumnus who have reached higher echelons of corporate world was the zeal and power to survive. It was the rambunctious attitude which propells them to success. So how the grade sets in. Well aren't they some kind of testimony.....I wud say its not the only testimony......Its just the thing of interest...Oh no I am not just backing me off for good grades or so....I am just so tired of hearing that grades don't matter....they might not but what matters is the all round development of the stud. If i can define 5 human competencies, then grades ought to be a part of it. If a person has got bad grades he might have the other 4 and that also 10/10. So is he not going to excel.....Oh he certainly will excel.....But that doesnt bigot the key point. Lets analyze it from a different aspect....In the present system the thing is that you just have to cram certain kinda things and let it go off you in the morning xms. Now thats true to its core....its the same even for Harvard, Stanford, Oxford and even our very own IIMs' ......Its very true that learning outside classroom is 10 to 20 times more than that in the classroom, but the competencies are different. You can't value 5 diamonds with 50 kg of gold. There is simply no comparison. I am not trying to advocate the class lectures....most of them are crap ...I am just too small a person to challenge the Engineering as a whole....I can't tolerate anyone say it crap ...(Plz don't say Chem-Akal engr rather than a Chemical engineer)....The basic idea of this post was just to think of different aspects related to grades and stressing them to real test. Just skip a nerd image and let yourself wander in every field that interest you and then Five Point Something won't project a Five Point Someone Ryan's image.

Pratibimb.......The Reflection

2007-02-08T22:19:00.000-08:00

So...within 12 hrs I m back with something more.....Its bcoz I was thinkin on that....
Yesterday night PP bhaiya handed me a script of a Play named "Pratimimb" and explained me a simple synopsis of the same. Now what compelled me to think a lot was the storyline's reverie.
Its a chronology of two characters one of which reflects the great "Muhammad Bin Tughlaq",the wisest fool of all times. Now it can be a bit oxymoron(ish) to write the same. No I am not goin to write any history right here, I just wanna say that how the right things go the wrong way and a person lands up being a fool in the hornet's nest. Well rightly said :

"The difference between a genius and a psycho is just the success"

Well do u agree with that.....I don't think so.....if u really do then i would I feel comfortable because that would be, perhaps a very difficult statement to explain. The sentence appears to be as simple as that....but the competency parameter is awesome "The Success". Well I think the mean is an abyss of endless events. Take science for instance, Copernicus was forced to death coz he thought out of the box. Now what one should say, was he a fool?? .....as we know now...no certainly he was not!....but at those times, yes he was!!. I can give countless examples but that would deteriorate the very purpose of this post. Then how the reflection comes into the picture....well the script dealt excellently with different policy aspects. Its a simple design principle that Whatever you think or design....is that goin to happen really?? Will the model work perfectly in real time environs?? Well we engineers do have a simple solution for that the simulation......but is there any solution in the real world. I guess not. Well nobody would have predicted on the basis of facts and figures that Caste Based Reservation will pamper and hamper its very basic purpose. So the conclusion that i can draw is just that your reflection need not show what you are.....but it can be highly panegyric or its very objurgate.

Who is worth the pain???

2007-02-08T08:00:00.000-08:00

Well this is my first post.....and I would open up by a text message I received the other day from a friend of mine......It said:

"The inevitable truth of life....
Everybody is going to hurt you sooner or later
You just have to decide who is worth the pain"

Appears to be a simple assertive piece of words, but I wondered at its power. How it fits perfectly in the labryinth of today's world. It can be a mere philosophy but just look at its different facets. Lets revert back to our childhood, how the things have evolved since then? How simple it was? What we just want is a good no. of friends to play with, lots of chocolates and cartoon movies (etc.)! I guess its just the threshold of being a Social being. We just watch the timeline and from a single soul we slowly become a gang of comrades. Rings keep on adding and chain grows longer.....Then this social being grows, being nurtured by the very vitals of materialism, into an epitome. Once into the race, he is forced to accelerate and this is where the stresses comes in. The rings start rubbing and heat is on.....Then comes Darwin "The Survival of the Fittest". The virtues are lost and the puppet dangles to the chimes of survival. The urge to zenith morphes the being and that's the point where the chain goes ephameral. Now he is left alone and aloof......the lost soul.......and what has he done to his environs....The rings who expected him to give strength, founded the things the other way round. Now the statement above applies to each and all. This eventually make the derisories the concord for all and what else?? The being is now ready to wage a war against the whole world. The soul ...lost in mist within...is ready to believe that he is vulnerable and he has got only one thing to decide....
Whose dagger he wants to be stabbed in his own back............