Hari's Duniya

Mind & Thoughts

2010-10-11T20:03:00.000+05:30

Couple of days back on a visit to my banker, I read the following.

“Always Keep Smiling. Smiling doesn’t mean you don’t have problems but the ability and confidence to overcome them”

Suddenly I realized that I indeed had stopped smiling for quite some time. It wasn’t that responsibilities and pressures of life had suddenly come knocking but maybe because I was stressing more on the problems I have than the privileges I enjoy. Maybe I really understood what everyone meant when they said “Don’t take you self too seriously”. If you still have not understood what it means, is when we are busy doing our work in our field, at some point of time it so happens that the whole universe begins to center around our work. We start thinking that it is the only thing that is possibly happening in the whole wide world. We stop smiling, immersing ourselves more and more in the small world we have created and stop really caring what is outside. Its only when we open our minds and see with our eyes open do we realize that there is so much more to life than we thought of. The person we are thinking so high about is nothing but just a grain of sand in the vast oceans of time.

Every person’s life has their own amount of struggles and victories. I would not like to categorize people as more fortunate or less fortunate, happier or less happy, prosperous or not so prosperous because ultimately it all balances out. For some money is a fortune, but others good wife and children (family) is a fortune. For some bungalows, cars are happiness for others peace of mind is happiness. It doesn’t mean that keeping one view is the opposite of another. It just means that there are different definitions of same things based on different experiences and outlook. But like a learned Electrical Engineer once said “All life is but one sinusoidal wave. You reach the peak; now wait for the fall and so on”. It’s a cycle which keeps on continuing till life is a straight line (in medical equivalent of a dead person).

Over the last few months I have had varied experiences and interactions. I have invariably learnt so many lessons that are more or less likely to stay on for the rest of my life (or at least I wish).

· The people who stick with you when you are down are your real relatives.

There are many relations in our life that we just take for granted, like family, friends, colleagues, etc. Its only their true character is revealed when we are down. And this revelation is absolutely stunning; the people who stick it out when you are down are in fact your real relatives. Remember them and reward them when the times have changed. Don’t ever forget that they thought or believed in you or something and saw that you are through it. It’s a very humbling experience because you would realize that your strength doesn’t just lie within but because of this very people who believed in you. Maybe it’s because of their faith in you that made it possible for you to continue in spite or in face of innumerable difficulties.

· Importance of Balance of Mind and Good Intentions.

When you are roughing it out, when you are under pressure from all ends it is imperative that you maintain the balance of your mind and thought process. Equanimity is very critical. Besides the above good intentions can take you out of the toughest times of your life. The metaphysical concepts of thought is sometimes hard to believe and practice but in reality does hold true. Will Smith once said “To even think of a 2^nd option / 2^nd place (failure) is like giving chance for it to happen”. Believe that the best would take place despite the problems you are undergoing today and the whole universe would collaborate to make it happen for you. I know these sounds like some dialogues straight out of a movie but the fact remains that in the middle of gloom or center of happiness don’t get carried away. Just keep doing what you have do for every waking hour, without shirking responsibilities and passing out blames, taking the brickbats, doling out appreciations and you realize that there is nothing more fulfilling in life when you are at peace with your soul.

The most negative and harming effect which can pollute you in every way is the very thought of disrupting or harassing a person who is less powerful than you. The real test of a person in a powerful position is not how well he exerts his power on weaker subjects but how well he disposes his fairness unto them. Real respect for power arises out of this and everything else is just an aberration.

Inception - Mind Games

2010-07-18T11:48:00.002+05:30

Here it comes, after two years of Dark Knight, Christopher Nolan brings a concept which may seem audacious but very very interesting.

Inception, is very much like the Matrix, you would be raving about the amazing effects you see on screen and the worlds created by the characters but somewhere along the way you find it hard to relate. It makes for interesting viewing but of a world which you know is not possible i.e., of events which are executed in dreams so as to affect the real world. Its like being obsessed with one particular idea and that idea is the key behind the world functioning.

Personally for me it didn't work as well as the Dark Knight. Dark Knight even though a movie about Superhero (Batman) & his fight against evil was very much grounded and one could relate to it with real circumstances. Coupled with strong technological backup Wayne could stand up as Batman without raising the slightest apprehensions. He was afterall vulnerable and susceptible like all humans, which perhaps was the biggest achievement of Nolan.

Inception is supposed to do just the opposite what was meant for Dark Knight.

Inception is a must watch and like all Nolan movies, it is a one which will make you question, think and ultimately admire the intellect and the sheer execution of one of the finest directors since Stanley Kubrick.

Let me be ...

2009-08-20T21:17:00.001+05:30

I kept looking my whole life for thee,
When somewhere somehow it was within me.
O glories of peace and silence,
Why have you left in this shed of violence ?

My heart cries and lives in longing,
No sense of self, no kind of belonging.
Let me come to you where you ask for,
Just let me be as i was before !

Time Again - Part I

2009-07-07T20:05:00.003+05:30

It was a different time. A time when he could be more careless. A time where smile frequented his small face. He lived his life not exactly on his terms. But he was happy nevertheless. Maybe because he didn't think of it much. There were problems, which was bound to be there in any life. And he was glad that he lived life to the hilt whenever it required.

But he had changed now. Times were different. Responsibilities had come knocking. He was not one of the kind who would buckle down or who would run away. He was the one who faced it head on. Circumstances were not always conducive but he remained undeterred. He knew fate had it written for him. He was bound to come out victorious. Or so he wished. He was Raman Ramesh.

Looking towards the thick rooted tree outside his window, he could see the sparrows chirping. Been quite a while since he had seen the sparrows. It was as if they had disappeared. He tried counting them and it occurred to him that indeed there were not much of them anyway. He remembered a article he read sometime back mentioning the phenomenon of disappearing sparrows. He didn't think much of it that time. But now when he did see the delight it was bringing to his otherwise mundane life, he was feeling sad. A sense of loss, as if some near one had gone away.

A voice called for him. He turned around back to the world he was looking away from. The home had become a house, a dwelling where he returned every night to sleep. Crumbling peels of paints to the black spots of water coming from the roof, the walls were a sad story. Discolored floors were disinterested as well. The furnishings were unwashed, untidy and ugly. Life had left the place long ago and it seemed to take something out of him every moment.

He called her his wife when they went to social gatherings. At home, he hardly talked. There was nothing to talk. It had become a life where on every 10th he put the money on her table. She kept on rambling about his mother, his children, his indifference and his silence. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered now. All he remembered was his face. It was etched in his memory. And he would never forget for what had happened. Never again ...

Annoyance ...

2009-07-05T12:13:00.002+05:30

Well here I am, after all this months of hibernation. Hibernation not from life but from blogging. From writing on my own space. Not that I have stopped thinking for that matter even writing, but sometimes there was a strong incongruence between my thoughts and words. I would start something, stop in between and realise that what I had started was not what I intended. I don't know what is this called but certainly is very annoying. Its like trying to raise your hand to the left and it going to the right.

Many ideas, many events which requires mention but again it would lead this post to places where I have not thought of. There is a new thing which I am suffering from lately. "THOUGHTLESSNESS". There are times where in you do know that in order to perform and excel you need to have thoughts, you need to work positively towards that thoughts. And not negative thoughts mind you but positive thoughts. You lose track of time. Your mind wandering from one place to another without any connection or reason. The process is interesting if you think about it. The places mind take you, giving you an example ...

I go to a place and see a plastic chair

I sit on that plastic chair

I last sat on a similar plastic chair when i was in diploma

I sat alongwith my friends at the Jhunka Bhakar Stall outside the college

I had Arvind, Jai, Rushi, around for company when we ate vada pav and drank pepsi,

Arvind, Jai were my colleagues in our factory while training

Rushi was my another trainee friend when we were in CG

Bapu Narvekar was the sir in CG who gave me a lot of respect

And what you know next, sitting on the plastic chair, I give a call to Bapu Narvekar, asking him about his family and health, etc etc.

I know its not exactly what you call running out of thoughts. But then sometimes this eludes me. I just stare at a space like it never existed. I do remember, even in college or school when i used to study in the bedroom all alone, sometimes memorising in front of the mirror, i would stop sometime and incessantly stare at my image for about 15-20 minutes in absolute silence. Its a very weird feeling. After sometime you start thinking, is this really life you living in? Is this body really yours? What is that you are looking at anyway? What is inside me which is controlling my outside? What is going to go out when this body withers in pain or anxiety ? What is that you trying to achieve anyway ? And then there is whole loss of purpose. Cause what you have achieved so far is insignificant and what lies ahead of you is uncertain.

There are many self asked questions and trying to answer myself. Not been successful in many respects, but certainly a sense of fulfillment when you do realise the truth. There is one thing which I read recently which is remarkable. Its written by Kahlil Gibran, on children

Your children are not your children.

They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.

They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

I can't take this out of my mind, ever since I have read this especially the sentence ... They come through you, but not from you !!

Simply amazing. Till then, hoping not for a long break the next time around.

Remember (not to watch) Ghajini ...

2008-12-29T17:28:00.004+05:30

First questions first ...

What was Aamir thinking while doing Ghajini?

Or did he got too much into the character to forget what exactly he was supposed to do?

The body was there, the hype was there, everything was apparently in the right place for Ghajini to be that extraordinary action movie we all have been waiting for ages. Aamir Khan in a never seen before action role of a lifetime. I mean, who would want to miss that on a big screen ? Actually after seeing it, I gladly would have :(

To make a long (n boring) story short, Aamir was a Top Exec. of a mobile company at one point of time (he actually is throughout the movie, but doesn't act later on), falls in love with a seemingly simple hearted Asin (a aspiring, Hamam to Khaaj Khujli wali Model). But as fate would have it, the simple helping nature of Asin lands her into trouble with the man himself GHAJINI !! Apna Ghajini is nothing short of a MD of a big pharma company himself. And he is such a hands on boss, that he ensures that every murder is done by his "shubh haathon". As luck would have it, the girl has known too much about Ghajini uncle (just imagine the scores of people who must have already seen him execute so many others) and she has to die. In trying to save his beloved, Aamir also gets slammed by a Iron something (looked like a iron bat) but manages to save his skull (& his life), gets a discount and scrapes with two scratches on his head, no hair growth for 6 months and a new phenomena .... SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS. Ok, so finally by hook or crook finally he is able to replicate the same golfing action shot of hitting the skull of Mr. Ghajini and take his revenge. His hair grows again, he sees his love of life again and somehow his memory is beginning to come back.

Well, one could have guessed how Ghajini would have been seeing the posters of the movie. Aamir Khan, all muscled up, staring in one picture and putting his hands on his head in another. An indication by the great Khan, that it could not have messed any further than this (not even Mela would come close). Lets see what did not work for me in this movie ...

1. Was Aamir a patient of memory loss or had he lost it completely? I mean why was he shouting so violently when he wanted revenge?

2. Does getting hit on head means extra bout of energy and loads of muscles ? OK, I get the part wherein he develops the muscles, but that high amount of energy to hit ones face and find it turned around 360 degrees, too hilarious !!

3. MD of a big mobile company, MD who is hip hopping the globe, giving interview to CNN in his lavish corporate setting writes a daily dairy in hindi, manages to find time to take around apni Asin, have pani puri & pay with a credit card, "chitter - chatter" about ads of "chaddis & khaaj khujli creams" & smile around quite stupidly.

4. GHAJINI (the man himself) goes around in every frame with loads of goons & guns. And finally when in the climax, when our Aamir goes to kill him, he manages to run out of every single gun in his area. Also, where in case of others all it took Aamir to settle score was a punch or a kick, in case of Ghajini, lot of hitting ensured he did not get killed. The climax was a RAJNI hitting GHAJINI.

5. Finally, I really cannot make out in which genre the film should fall under. It tried to be a horrorific, gruesome, action, drama, comedy movie of our time (in short a complete mess !).

The overenthusiatic camera work, the loud background score, the long stretch .... phew.

The only thing I would like to take home would the wardrobe (& the abs if possible) of Aamir Khan. All other things sucked !!

Watch it, at your headache.

Yeh uski hai kahani ...

2008-11-21T21:01:00.002+05:30

Ek rani ki yeh kahani hai,

Bahut se yeh anjaani hai.

Chupke se wo roti thi,

Shayad kuch gum wo seti thi.

Koi na jaane kya dard tha,

Lekin ek ajab sa assar tha.

Uski muskurahat par jee lete log,

Wo agar kehti kadva zeher bhi pee lete log.

Par usne na kabhi kaha kisse,

Sab dard liye bas apne hisse.

Aaj agar wo kisi baat par heraan hai,

Toh sab usse chahne wale pareshaan hai.

Kaun pooche usse aakhir baat kya hai?

Aankhon main nami ka raaz kya hai?

Gumsum hoke bhi koi afsana bayaan kiya,

Na kehte wo bhi bahut kuch keh diya.

Tonight ...

2008-10-08T20:44:00.003+05:30

I can live tonight,

I can pray tonight.

I can cry tonight,

Live in your arms tonight.

I be what you want tonight,

I be what you crave tonight.

I be what you asked tonight,

Live another day tonight.

I want to be your love tonight,

I want to be your hope tonight.

I want to be your feeling tonight,

Give it all out tonight.

Lived all my life for tonight,

Thought of it all along for tonight.

Don't want to miss a chance tonight,

Just want to live another day tonight.

Believe ...

2008-10-07T17:18:00.001+05:30

I believe that the sun shines after the rain

I believe if you don't get hurt you'll never gain
I believe in not doing things the easy way
I believe that being selfish doesn’t pay

I believe in a second chance
I believe in a life long romance
I believe there is life after death
And standing up to a life of mess

I believe in love at first sight
I believe that revenge isn’t right
I believe that first impressions last
And there is nothing better then a good laugh

I believe that dreams do come true
I believe there's destiny for me and you
I believe that good things come to those who wait
I believe love never arrives too late

I believe something good comes from something bad
I believe that for tears of happiness there are tears of sad
I believe everyone has a guardian angel
And the good you do will be rewarded well

I believe sometimes there is no explanation
I believe money can't buy people's affection
I believe you don't know what you've got until it's gone
I believe a new day arrives with every dawn

I believe a smile can be contagious
I believe in being very outrageous
I believe in living with no regrets
I believe that life is as good as it gets

I believe that God watches over us
I believe the little things are worth the fuss
I believe you have each friend for a reason
I believe you will get punished for treason

I believe in making the most of a beautiful day
And it's not the end until everything's okay

I believe absence makes the heart grow fonder
I believe you will lose if you sit and wonder
I believe every experience teaches you a lesson

I believe everyone has one true love
I believe sometimes we need a little shove
I believe the whole world is a stage
I believe we only get better with age

I believe that to learn you have to live
I believe that to love someone you have to give
I believe one moment can change your life
And there's still help when you’re in strife

I believe everyone has one true friend
I believe love helps a broken heart mend
I believe in the power of a song
And things will change before too long

PS: Not a original composition, I saw it on a friend's orkut about me section and felt it was too good ... I had to have it.

No Plagarism charges please !!!

Sometimes ...

2008-10-03T20:21:00.001+05:30

A poetic verse,
A silent curse,
A little worse ...

A tempered bore,
A hallowed core,
A bellowed tore...

Sometimes i can irritate you with my voice,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my noise.

Sometimes i can irritate you with my songs,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my wrongs.

Sometimes i can irritate you with my presence,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my absence.

Sometimes i can irritate you with my silence,
Sometimes i can irritate you with my patience.

Spare me...

2008-09-06T17:31:00.004+05:30

Spare me from your gratitude,

Spare me from your attitude.

For things I do not care to hear,

Spare me from your vicissitude.

Anger, temper, irritation within me,

Shallow, unworthiness, suffocation within me.

Wonders of the world brought together,

But cannot remove the ugliness within me.

Full of passion.

Full of desire.

Full of lust.

Full of wants.

Higher & Higher as I seek myself.

Lower & Lower I find myself to be.

Deeper & Deeper I think of this.

Hollower & Hollower I find myself to be.

Looking for a image of love,

Thinking all is going to end well.

But the world would rather see it shove,

And would care a damn if I was in hell.

Deepening, reckless, pointless living of life.

Wrecking, Sickening, relentless living of life.

Antagonizing, searching for truth.

Wreathing, looking for ruth.

Its gotta be you ...

2008-08-19T09:20:00.002+05:30

It couldn't have been more beautiful,
The light soulful music humming on my ears.
The world moving by, with the drops on the window...
Patronizing the mist.
The green mountains of wonder,
The brown muddy waters of indifference.
Songs running through of joy, hope, despair.
Eyes reading words of wisdom and
Thoughts flying towards you.

What do I remember?
What do I forget?
What do I miss?
What do I yearn?
I know it not just your eyes,
I know its not just your voice.
I know its not just your smiles,
I know its not just what you say.
I guess its my world around you ...

I find it extremely remarkable the way we feel in the company of some people. Its like that we have known them forever. They understand us without actually knowing us. Its like they are a part of us. Judging with all the intensity but never really hurting in their judgments. Unprejudiced and unbiased. Giving us space, letting us be. Everything has a tinge of goodness in it, no matter how evil it may seem. Living life to the hilt as it should have been ...

Madness ...

2008-08-18T12:42:00.003+05:30

Why don't we cut you up into little pieces and feed you to your pooches? Hmm? And then we'll see how loyal a hungry dog really is. It's not about money... it's about... sending a message. Everything burns.

I had a vision, of a world without Batman. The mob ground out a little profit and the police tried to shut them down, one block at a time. And it was so... boring. I've had a change of heart. I don't want Mr.Reese spoiling everything, but why should I have all the fun? Let's give someone else a chance. If Coleman Reese isn't dead in sixty minutes then I blow up a hospital.

Who did you leave him with? Your people? That's assuming of course that they are still your people, and not Maroni's. Does it depress you, commissioner? To know just how alone you really are? Does it make you feel responsible for Harvey Dent's current predicament?

Let's turn the clocks back. A year ago, these cops and lawyers wouldn't dare cross any of you. I mean, what happened? Did your - did your balls drop off? Hmm?

Kill you? I don't want to kill you! What would I do without you? Go back to ripping off mob dealers? No, no, you... you complete me

Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was....a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit. So, me watching, he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it. Turns to me and he says "Why so serious?" Comes at me with the knife,"Why so serious?" He sticks the blade in my mouth. "Let’s put a smile on that face!" And..... Why so serious?

I took Gotham's white knight, and brought him down to our level. It wasn't hard. Y'see, madness, as you know, is like gravity. All it takes is a little...push.

You just couldn't let me go could you? This is what happens when an unstoppable force meets an immovable object. You truly are incorruptible aren't you? You won't kill me out of some misplaced sense of self-righteousness, and I won't kill you, because you're just too much fun. I think you and I are destined to do this forever.

Do I really look like a guy with a plan? You know what I am? I'm a dog chasing cars. I wouldn't know what to do with one if I caught it! You know, I just, do things. The mob has plans, the cops have plans, Gordon's got plans. You know, they're schemers. Schemers trying to control their worlds. I'm not a schemer. I try to show the schemers how, pathetic, their attempts to control things really are. So, when I say, ah, come here, when I say that you and your girlfriend was nothing personal, you know that I'm telling the truth.

It's the schemers that put you where you are. You were a schemer, you had plans, and uh, look where that got you. I just did what I do best. I took your plan and I turned it on itself. Look what I did, to this city with a few drums of gas and a couple of bullets. Hm? You know what, you know what I noticed? Nobody panics when things go according to plan. Even if the plan is horrifying. If tomorrow I tell the press that like a gang banger, will get shot, or a truckload of soldiers will be blown up, nobody panics, because it's all, part of the plan. But when I say that one, little old mayor will die, well then everyone loses their minds!

Come here. Hey! Look at me. So I had a wife, beautiful, like you, who tells me I worry too much. Who tells me I ought to smile more. Who gambles and gets in deep with the sharks... look at me! One day, they carve her face. And we have no money for surgeries. She can't take it. I just want to see her smile again, hmm? I just want her to know that I don't care about the scars. So... I stick a razor in my mouth and do this...
[mimics slicing his mouth open with his tongue]
...to myself. And you know what? She can't stand the sight of me! She leaves. Now I see the funny side. Now I'm always smiling!

Call me when you want to start taking things a little more seriously

This town deserves a better class of criminal... and I'm gonna give it to them. Tell your men they work for me now. This is *my* city.

Wake me ...

2008-07-20T10:13:00.006+05:30

Wake me when I am dead,
Leave me when I am gone.
Trust me when I am alive,
Love me when I am torn.

Living like a bittersweet,
Hoping with a song.
Crying like a baby,
Cursing if I am wrong.

Life is like a mystery,
Everyday it confound.
One day we'll be history,
No matter how profound.

Missing not we didn't,
Cherishing what we have.
Creating what we can,
Footing on the wave.

A small life,
For long deeds.
A big price,
For dear needs.

Without being sad,
We remember our past.
Without being bad,
We will be on path till it last.

Nothing to ask for,
Except ...
Wake me when I am dead,
Leave me when I am gone.
Trust me when I am alive,
Love me when I am torn.

Meri Kahani...

2008-07-17T11:43:00.003+05:30

Main kaun hoon?
Mera naam kya hai?
Ek kaagaz, kalam se likhne wale,
Aakhir mera anjaam kya hai?

Kahi aaye hai mere jaise,
Kahi likhe hai mere jaise,
In kahi naamon mein,
Aakhir meri pehchaan kya hai?

Dard ko mehsoos kar liya,
Pyaar ko haasil kar liya,
Par in daastanon mein,
Aakhir mera aalam kya hai?

Parwangi le leta hu,
Deewangi jab karta hu,
Lekin in silon se,
Aakhir mere daaman kya hai?

Do you judge fat people?

2008-07-09T09:39:00.000+05:30

Well the fundamental problem with humans is they tend to analyse people from time to time. From that guy behind the McDonald Counter to our best pal or buddy. We are constantly watching them, observing their moves, actions and analysing what does it mean anyway. So, we judge people everytime without even knowing them. We judge by how they wear their clothes, what they wear, how they work, how they eat to the most nonsense ones like how they sneeze. With our limited knowledge and understanding of people we start thinking in a direction and gives reason for the actions such as "Maybe he is lazy because, he is fat!", "His clothing is so sloppy, how can his work be good ?".
So yes not only me but I think everyone I know of judge people before even trying to understand them (how are they are as humans beings? are our judgements right?). We never really make that effort, maybe thats the reason why there are so many human conflicts.
But at the positive side, whenever I have made an effort to understand the other person without prejudice I have always surprised myself, on how wrong I was in my previous judgements.

Why do people fall in love?

2008-07-09T09:38:00.001+05:30

No matter how intelligent, or how smart or how dynamic, we tend to think with our hearts. We might not admit at many times but we are emotional souls and thats what separates us from the animals. With all our experiences and incidents in life we are constantly judging people and creating a ideal picture of what should be there and what not. Once that picture is made or even the slightest idea is there we start looking for that ideal soul, who would complete us as a human being. We need a person who would understand us, who would believe us, trust us. And when we see a person who is having the slighest qualities of what we had thought of from time to time, and with the subtle qualities of the person itself, we love the idea of being around that person. Suddenly, the absence of the person leads to a void in our life. More we think of that person the more we are attracted to him. This is love. This is different from infatuation or attraction because infatuation and attraction are temporary phenomena and many times is dependant upon beauty. Whereas, love transcends physical beauty. It is what lies beneath ! Love helps us realise our incompleteness and gratifies our soul. Thats why we fall in love, be it with our wives, husbands, children, parents, friends, anyone.

Answers

2008-07-09T09:35:00.001+05:30

When I was in college, I was big time into answers.yahoo.com , I answered a lot of questions and also got a lot of answers selected as best answers. I will try posting which I think are very unique, some of which I am really proud of and some of which are insightful. Hope you like it as well.

Like the rains ...

2008-06-29T21:10:00.003+05:30

Like the raindrops pattering on the panes,

Your thoughts come knocking on the purview of my mind.

The darkness of the evening,

Reminding me of your illuminating smile.

The rhythm, the melody, the music,

Reminding me of your voice.

As the pearl of drop tumbling down,

I see your sparkling eyes.

Every crack of lightning,

Asking me out, to take out the secrets of the heart.

The intensity and ferocity of the outburst,

Asks me what you might think?

Is it that this love ever pour out,

Or will someday the heart cry out like the rains?

A Story about Hopeless (guy) 'n' Romantic (girl) ...

2008-06-25T11:06:00.004+05:30

She: Do I look fat?

He: Well, it depends ...

She: On ?

He: On what you eaten?

She: How is that related?

He: Because its relative. Now considering that you had eaten something yesterday you must have taken something today as well. Now let us assume that with whatever you had taken yesterday some of it has gone to take care of your daily calorie requirement and some part of it has been excreted. If there were regular motions than the amount excreted would have been more or less same, but if there are irregular motions than the question is whether the amount excreted was less than or more than regular. So logically in one case you would be lighter than what you had been yesterday and on the other hand you would have been heavier. But again, it is important to understand whether you had weighed yourself yesterday and today. If you did not weigh yourself yesterday, you would never know in relative terms the increase in the weight. So it would not be possible to determine whether you are fat or not. Another important aspect to be take in consideration is whether the weighing machine was calibrated or not. See, it is necessary to note that there are measuring errors as well. Also, the manufacturers also give the tolerances i.e., the degree to which the errors can occur. Say the weighing machine shows 60 kgs and the measuring error is say +/- 1% so it means that your weight can vary by 0.6 kgs or 600 gms. So, if the weighing machine has a error of +1% you may conclude that you have grown fatter than yesterday ...

She: Ok, ok I got it !! Can we change the topic ? I see you have gone for a hair cut. Its looking nice. Btw, have you noticed, you losing a lot of hair... why don't you do something for it?

He: Tell me something, How much Hair does a Man Need ?

She: Sufficient to cover his head ...

He: Well, going a bit off topic over here, I would like to quote Leo Tolstoy from his famous story "How much Land does a Man Need", in this great story, Leo Tolstoy had told regarding the greeds of needing more and more land and finally the man was buried in a 7 ft (length) x 4 ft (breadth) x 4 ft (depth) pit. So inspite of getting so much land finally his land requirements was as mentioned earlier. Now coming back to the topic of discussion, I would like to admit that this thought did cross my mind when I was there back at the hair cutting saloon and I have managed to get a answer as well.

She: Oh really ?? And that is ?

He: Well its, 52,47,834.

She: Thats the amount of hair required? Amazing !! How did you do it?

He: Well, its not that difficult. Now if you look at my head, you would see that it is difficult to determine the exact shape. I mean you cannot call it a square or a circle or a rectangle or a octagon or any of the conventional geometric shapes. And in order to calculate the no. of hair required on the head, you would first require the area of the head cover. Then you need the density of the hair? So whether the hair follicles are thin in density or thick? If the hair follicles are thin, you would be requiring more number of hair to cover the same area and vice versa. So our first concern would be to calculate the area of the head, only than can we assume the thickness of the hair follicles and subsequently calculate the number of hair required to cover the head. Now if we were to draw a borderline on the sidelines of the head and take that basic shape we would not get a perfect (as we know it) geometric shape. In order to find the area, we would apply finite integration for the same. Now, the question of the limits to be considered has to be assumed to a certain extent and the calculation errors can be approximated to +/- 5%. According to my calculations the area is approximated to about 126 sq. cm. One element which I have not considered in the calculations though is the length of the hair. So, if we were to take that into consideration, the head cover would sufficient to get covered even with less number of hair. But than it is more about illusion than actually head cover, because if I don't comb my hair and the long hair fall across the head, it may seem that I have a lot of hair, which may not necessarily be the case and if i pull my hair backwards, it may seem that I have lost a lot of hair, which again should not be the case. So, practically there are many factors that may suggest that I have lost a lot of hair but it may not be ...

She: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

3rd Person: Sheeeesh .... n they say women speak more than men !!

Pained to know ..

2008-06-21T12:47:00.002+05:30

Now and then we read about it but here it goes again

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/south_asia/7466916.stm

Sad times, really sad times. This really vindicates my belief that god remains in the idols but not in the minds & hearts of people of India. How can you otherwise explain a country where people are supposed to be so religious and spiritual, where woman is considered as "Devi", as the "Shakti" of all forces, as "Annapoorna", as "Laxmi" and so many other epithets?

How as India become more and more hypocrite? At one hand, I frankly feel we don't have any kind of respect for our ancient vedas and loads of wise books. At the same time I also feel that we would like to emulate the west but for the wrong things. There are two major things which I like to emphasize in this blog.

Looking at the developed world or at the countries who have managed to move in with a great speed, there are two things alarmingly similar.
1. They keep their neighbourhoods, cities, villages, countries clean &
2. They respect the women.

All our ancient scriptures or books of wisdom have emphasized on the character of woman. When women have been disrespected in any kind of society, the society starts degrading. Also, the character of the woman determines the character of the society. Time and again it has reminded us all of the power that woman holds on the destiny of that society. However, as sad it may sound, the fact is we have slowly and gradually stopped reading those great scriptures and forgot regarding the simple things we need to keep in mind.

On the surprising side, I have observed that even though the people of the west or for that matter people outside India, have not had such kind of access to great books, they have somehow build in their culture to create a environment wherein everyone irrespective of sex is treated equally. And this is truly the true reason behind their rapid success. It is said that the word "Shiv Shakti" is actually a representation of the fact that the real power of SHIV lies with the SHAKTI that is 'Parvati'. Without that SHAKTI, SHIV cannot be omnipotent. When that SHAKTI is given the rightful place with SHIV only then SHIV can realise the true powers. When any society have not realised the potent power of the SHAKTI (woman), and mistreated or disrespected it, (e.g., Taliban, Pakistan, etc.) the society has degraded or disintegrated to a large extent. Also, when it has expressed the desire to create a society wherein not only women are respected but given proper justice from time to time, the societies have defied all logic and grown from strength to strength.

Other thing which has been on my mind for a long time now is the thought of clean socieities. Ever since, I have been to countries like UK, Germany and Croatia, I have been thinking all the time on this. I had been to UK at the time of Diwali. When I returned, it was Diwali here in India. People were up to their usual pre-Diwali cleaning stuff. As every Hindu should know there is a belief that we should keep our house, premises clean during Diwali so that Laxmi Devi blesses on the auspicious day of Laxmi Poojan. We really clean our homes like never before and its just wonderful to visit everyone. Which makes me wonder, why the people of the west keep their houses, neighborhoods, cities, villages, countries clean? And somehow the countries who have managed to keep it clean are ultra rich and they have never even read / heard about our beliefs. So basically, we know something through ancient wisdom and we use it conveniently whereas the western people don't know about it and still manage to do it religiously. Why cannot we start with ourselves, than our homes, than our buildings, than our neighborhoods, than our townships, then our cities, then our states and eventually our country. Rabindranath Tagore once said that "If every man kept his house and premises clean, eventually entire country would be clean".

I know, I may have oversimplified the reasons behind great countries, but somehow I strongly believe that these may be the reasons of their greatness. Simple but profound things like this have been advocated to us from ancient times, its time we took heed. Afterall they are simple things to follow after all.

GOD BLESS INDIA & HOPEFULLY RETURN FROM HIS LONG HOLIDAY IN THE WEST !! (Remember God stays where cleanliness is ...)

Liberated ...

2008-06-20T16:53:00.003+05:30

Running away from the feeling,
He thought he was bounded.
Bounded by the overwhelming feeling.
Bonded by the constant questioning.

He thought he knew everything.
He thought he had seen everything.
Every relation in every way,
He didn't connect with it in any way.

But somehow something changed.
The equations were changed.
Suddenly, he was a different man.
Suddenly, he had a different plan.

No longer he wanted to run away.
No longer he wanted to unbond away.
He is in love, and now in the first stage,
He felt liberated in bondage !

...... A poem about love

2008-05-12T10:58:00.001+05:30

She was too innocent,
He was too arrogant.
Everything was different,
But a feeling was persistent.
He was full of friends and words,
She was at loss of both.
She loved him every much,
He was in awe of her.
But they never talked,
Never did they say anything.
The love grew but in their hearts,
Thinking of what they would say and what they would do.

Their friends decided things were too much,
Finally they got them to meet up somewhere.
She was waiting in the diner thinking of him,
He was driving with speed thinking of her.

Alas, life is but a cruel irony.
Before the first words could ever leave her lips,
The words for her admiration for him,
The words for her love for him,
Ooh, the words that she had thought of for so long.
She heard the words that broke her heart.

In the excitement of meeting her,
He never saw the truck coming.
His car, his body and his life got crushed,
Like the petals of the rose he was carrying.

And thus ended this unusual love story,
Where never once did either one said anything.
For too long they had it within them,
Not a word said, not a feeling shared.

Thinking of all opportunities when she could have told him,
Now she curses her self and ponders the life without him.

Changing for him, she speaks now,
But words of sadness & pain that brings a frown.

The Beginning (Working title)

2008-04-13T09:37:00.003+05:30

The streets were covered in darkness. The lights illuminating selected portions. Shadows were long, lights dim. Silence & thoughts were together.

He did know where he was going, but he was slow. The paces were timid as if he could just delay his reaching. Avalanche of memories overcame his thought. Every now & then the mind remembered her face. That face of sadness, of uncertain melancholy, trying to be detached from her surrounding. She was present physically but her eyes, her mind wandered. He thought of her eyes. It had so much depth. It had so much to say. If only eyes could speak. They could tell tales the heart could only imagine.

As he neared the apartment he could see the lights of the room on. There were people moving. There seemed to a lot of commotion, a bit of confusion. He started feeling a bit nervous. There was a underlying fear. He could sense it but didn't know why it was there. There was nothing that he wanted to hide, but maybe he was being pragmatic. They could never understand what he felt and how did that feeling come about.

His steps started to betray him. Suddenly he didn't want to come in contact with all of them. Their falsities coming across every smile, a smile which could have been comforting but somehow it was mocking him. The eyes of the familiar ones would question his presence. It was as if he was somehow responsible for the agony of the deceased. He wanted to leave. He wanted to run. Run away to desolation. Run away to where his past could never question his presence. If only it could be so simple.

He had to be present however. He had to be present to show he was strong afterall. He was not weak to shy away from those questioning eyes. He did not know what to expect of such a gathering but he could not come in terms with it. He wanted to give a strong answer to every question asked, any doubt raised but he could not think of anything. Any thought of any answer would rejuvenate her memories.

She was not beautiful in terms of physical beauty. In fact no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't think of any physical aspect he was attracted to. She had long hair and a round face. Her eyes were small, very much a mix of Nepalese & North East Indian. There was a small scar below her left eye but it seemed to protect her innocence rather than tarnish her appearance. Her lips were thin devoid of any lipstick color. She wore big ear rings. A bit odd for her small round face. There was not much that could be said of her smile. It revealed more sadness than pleasure. The most vibrant of smiles was full of loneliness.

But her voice was charming. Her voice soothed senses. A gift maybe from providence to reassure her. She did wish to sing publicly when she was young. Enchanted by the voices of the stars singing in movies, her heart bloomed in childhood. Her sweet voice had filled the lonely valleys, the desolate lanes and unreached mountains. It was as if they all forgot their loneliness when she sang.

Now as life so full of irony, the same loneliness had taken her away. He could not help but wipe the tear. He would miss her so much. Her loneliness, sadness brought so much gloominess to his existence but nevertheless he craved for her companionship.

Where is God ?

2008-04-02T21:46:00.002+05:30

Take me to Christ, I said,

They said,

Are you Catholic or Protestant?

Take me to Allah, I said,

They said,

Are you Sunni or Shia?

Take me to Bhagwan / Eshwar, I said,

They said,

Are you Brahman or Dalit?

Take me to peace, I said.

Take me to where faith has no divisions, take me to where religion have no divisions, take me to where GOD what it is ... Pure, Divine and Forgiving.

Take me there, and hold me till eternity.

Take me there, and save me from this uncertainty.

They said,

Who are you? Are you mad? What are you talking about? We are right and you do what we say, our word, our book, our religion is better than anything else !

Seeking a release from the bondages of religions, faiths and madness, I seek for thy Divine Father & Mother. Lo, Mother, hold me in thy arms and let me sleep, sleep out of this mere existence.

A New Song.

2008-02-20T12:22:00.002+05:30

The flame of love illuminating the darkness of loneliness.

The tender light had melted the solid core.

Like the sweet song of raindrops, I hear your voice coming onto me.

No form, so shape my pain has no identity.

You & me like flame and wax.

Wrapped in dull existence now that the flame is engaged I know not how I had lived.

Burning in the heat of love, I am on the verge of disappearance.

Knowing not, going where ?

A Day Called Valentine

2008-02-14T21:14:00.002+05:30

Valentine, oh what a wonderful day ?? Mushy romance, love in the air. Everyone getting into the feeling of love ..........

But for me it was about getting desperate messages like

"Wishing you a seductive and horny day,
Licked by love and penetrated by heavenly graces,
May all your misfortunes be ejaculated,
Before the day has climaxed !!! HVD"

to mails like

" Happy Valentines Day

Applications are invited for the following post. The package and

incentives are mentioned below.

Designation : Junior girl friend (trainee)
Experience : Must have ditched at least 2 guys
(Fresher with excellent credentials will be considered)
Other requirement : Should have the Potential to do street bargaining and fight if required.
Age : 18-26 (if the individual is too good looking but not in the age group can also apply, special consideration will undertaken for them)

Height, weight, complexions no bar, but is subjective.

Perks and incentives:
Total gross ( Monthly ) :
· 2 gifts worth not exceeding Rs. 1000/-(no precious metals, stones)
· bike rides each duration 1 hour
· trips to National Highways
· 5 Trips to Hanuman Mandir / Isckon Temple
· Kulfis / Chocobars at a regular gap of 3 days
· Daily Provision of Samosa/Bread Pakoda/Bhel worth Rs. 10 /-
· 2 movies (Family movies only) per month (on weekends)
· Visits to Shopping Malls and BARISTA every Weekend (On your own
expense)

A Pair of Jeans or T-shirts according to demand will be gifted, subject to finance availability
and to the size available with the shopkeeper.
Net Deductions (Monthly): Affair Fund and un-professional taxes will be informed on joining
The probation period is 6 months, after which confirmation (with Promotion to fulltime Girlfriend)
Plz NOTE:
1. Only females.
2. Girls who left in the last 2 months need not apply.
3. Ex-girlfriends will be eligible only if they agree to the above mentioned conditions.
There is more:
For girls who are not eligible, can take advantage of the referral. Program by referring their friend, colleagues etc.

Candle light or Tube light dinner will be given on every referral, even if candidate is not selected.

Search,,,,,,, never ends!!
Interested candidates can send their resume with
Subject:
Name/fresher-exp/age.
Photo must be in attachment. to the email address via mail
Note: Applications without photo will be rejected"

Its nice not to be in love once in while.

Enjoying my being single.

Hurray !!

Do it do it do, how do to do it do.

2008-02-07T20:00:00.000+05:30

A Different Life,
A Resurgent Soul.

No Petty Issues,
But Definitely Bored.

My Occupation at Best,
Is a Reason for Chores.

Dun Ask me why I do,
And is it better than having sores.

I dun know, why I do what I do,
But again thats me and let me do what I do.

Ek Baat Bol ....

2008-02-07T18:53:00.001+05:30

Hmmm, Lalalalala,

Ek Baat bol mere yaara,
Kyu lag ne laga tu pyaara.

Ghoom hai kahi raat ke saayein mein,
Dhoondo kahi tere ishaare mein.

Suna man, suna dil, suna din, suna har pal,
Lage aaj, kahu main, sune kaun, jaane kya?

Gaana gao, geet bajau, raaz sunao, ya chup rehjao,
Kehta rahu mein dobara.

Tu mera dil, tu meri jaan,
Sun rahi hai tu kya?

Kya main kahu, kab main kahu,
Rahegi jab kabhi chup yaar.

Dil mein kahi raaz hai chuppe,
Rehna jaaye kahi dil mein pyaar.

New Highs !!!

2008-02-06T19:38:00.000+05:30

New Highs,
Coming from all Sides,

Beauty and Wonder they say,
Are just like good and gay.

Wonderful thoughts, wonderful words,
Fill the mornings with meaningful souls.

A New beginning, a never ending,
A beautiful feeling, all surrendering.

Where to begin and where to go,
My heart just says dun let it go!

If words could only make a difference,
Go ahead get me rid me of my arrogance.

If thoughts could give me a lift,
Let me do all that requires for shift.

What do I ask you my love,
A feeling anew, a beauty endowed.

My heart is joyful, my mind is astray,
With your thoughts, my work betrayed.

A different life,
Let it rise !!

New Highs,
Coming from all Sides.

And then .......

2008-02-03T20:11:00.000+05:30

Her name was Elena. She was beautiful. Her green eyes, her flowing blond hair, her velvety smooth skin, her curved lips, the small ear rings adorning the perfectly shaped ears. She had a beauty spot on her left cheek, a tiny little black spot guarding it from the evil eyes. Her voice was like sweet music. Whoever looked at her would just want to be in her company forever. And what a wonderful speaker. She always seemed to have all the right words for any occasion. She was always immaculately dressed, every dress happened to be made just for her. The colors be it glowing white or the passionate red or the flowing blue or the serene black, were just glad to be her choice.

One Day she met me. I was standing on the bus station when she came walking. It was like time had stopped, like everyone had disappeared, it was just us, Elena and me. The glorious pink top and the cute blue jeans seemed to have such a good time. The siren glanced briefly at me. The eyeliner on her eyes was eager to get in touch every split second. And then her lips moved. As she spoke the pearls started making way for her luscious tongue.

"Hello are you there?", she asked.
"I am sorry", I managed to speak.
"Do you know whether the bus no. 588 to New Hampshire has gone by ?"
"No, infact I too am waiting for that bus", I lied.
"Oh, OK thats nice", she smiled.
'What are you going to speak. Its better to shut up, you always mess up when you open your mouth in front of girls. Oh my god, she is so beautiful !! Maybe I can start a topic about bus and its timings, like its always late and stuff ! Bull shit, what a useless topic. What else to talk then? I got to talk to her today, after all she made eye contact today, spoke to me today. Maybe I should ask something about ... '
"So you got college in New Hampshire?", I spoke slowly.
"No !! Do I look like I am in College?", she giggled.
"You are not?", I was surprised.
"I work at the college library as the main librarian for the past 2 years", she told nicely.
"Thats nice. I like reading a lot!", I stuttered.
"Oh really? What do you like reading?", she asked.
"Hmmm, loads of stuff, Fiction, Non-Fiction, Philosophical, Management, etcetera", I confidently replied.
"Wow, you are a real reader! Who are your favorite authors?"
"Leo Tolstoy, Jane Austen, John Grisham, Micheal Crichton, Sidney Sheldon, Peter Drucker, loads of them actually, I could go on all day"
"Hey I love Leo Tolstoy as well, Wow, very few people read Leo these days, he is such a soul touching writer, I just love all his writings !!"
"But I love to read Anna Karenina, I just can't find that book !", I told genuinely.
"I have that book, hey why don't you come down to my place tonight, we would have a great time reading Leo together, what do you say?", she eagerly asked.
"Hmm, I don't know, can I let you know by 3 this afternoon, I have some other commitments, maybe I would have to postpone them!", I lied once again.
"Yea, OK fine with me, you can call me at the college library" she sounded disappointed, "Ask for Elena, Oh, I m so sorry I did not tell my name, Its Elena, how about u?"
"My name is Adam", I smiled.
"Hey our bus is here. Come on!" she eagerly told.

I don't know what we talked for the next 45 minutes. Time went away so quickly, she kept talking, the hair flying in the air, the hands moving excitedly, the eyes fluttering. My heart beats had stopped, I couldn't believe she was sitting next to me. She smiled and waved when her stop came and I felt as if my life going to end right at that instant. I only remember her saying "Don't forget to call me! Bye, Adam". "Yea I wouldn't. Bye, Elena", I almost choked.

We did manage to meet that night. As usual I was awestruck by her beauty. I was lost in her eyes. She started reading Leo and I could see her lips making the words. I don't know what she was saying but it sounded so nice, a smile grew on my face. I unwound myself, laying out long on her couch, slackening my arms on the sides and started listening with my eyes closed. The words came down as honey on the top of cream, ever so smoothly. Sleep came over as easily as her voice. Her soothing voice relaxed my tense body and in no time I was in deep sleep.

I awoke with a start.

2:13 AM.

Whoa, that was fast ! I was such a Dumb Ass, she called me to her house and here I was sleeping on her couch. Oh my god, need to get some water. Damn, no lights. "Ooohooo", damn this table had to be right here only. Oh shit that hurt man. "Oh man !!"

Whats with the switch. Shit I think theres no light here. Wheres my mobile, could get some minimum light with this.

"NOO, YOU CANNOT DO THIS", a shrill voice filled the room.
"WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME?", a coarse voice annoyingly asked.
"NO, HE IS A GUEST, I CANNOT DO IT, YOU CANNOT DO IT TOO", the shrillness increasing.

I managed to slowly walk towards the sounds. It did not sound very good and fear had taken over my movements. I felt numb and cold. I opened the door slowly and managed to peep in. And then it happened.

The overwhelming figure started slashing the other odd shape. The hands were moving with great speed and the sharpness of the long nails started hurting the shape. Within seconds, blood started coming from the chest, the heart had popped out. I could see it right near my eyes, fluttering. The shrillness which had filled the room was beginning to be deafening. My eyes could not withstand the strains of the sounds and tears started coming out. My hands were so numb I could feel the blood freezing within. The hands of that figure were brutal, she had slashed apart all the parts of the odd shape. A loud shout and then there was only the fluttering sounds. All the organs were lying disseminated in front of my eyes. The lungs, the intestines, the tongue, the brain, the heart. I could not stand the sight. I vomited. But the figure was not done, with one of her hands she opened something near the window, and suddenly something came out. It had numerous legs, was blackish in color and moved quickly to the lying parts. I could see them crawling over the organs one by one. First the intestine, then the lungs, then the brain. Something shined, I realized one was near the heart, which was close to me. I shrieked. The odd figure was alarmed, she turned. She seemed different. I saw HER !!!!

There was something unnerving about her. She did not have her left eye!! There was a gaping hole in her left eye. There was blood coming out of it. The blood defying the laws of gravity was flowing towards her ears. Her ears too had been cut in half. Her hair had turned into strands of jute rope. It could cut someone if one tried pulling it. Her teeth were badly mutilated and were blood stained. It was like she too was feeding on the dead. Her torso was badly scarred and blood was oozing out from everywhere. I froze in terror. She did not shout but started muttering something. I started running, I could feel the crawling bodies coming after me. She was standing where she was. I felt overpowered. Suddenly, I felt a pinch on my leg. The pain increased to my forelimbs and I collapsed. I could not feel my legs. There was however a small needle like poke on stomach. I turned to see that, the crawling beings were moving on my body. I moved my hands with fury to scare them off. But they were pinching me everywhere. Slowly my body was paralyzed and the figure came near. She smiled showing her horrible teeth and terrible cut tongue. Moving one hand in fury she stashed my chest open throwing out my heart ........... AAAOOooooooo I saw my heart laying there ................................ And Then . ............................

I woke up scared, sweating, shaking.

A Different Life

2008-01-31T20:13:00.000+05:30

"What are you staring at?"

"Never seen a man ?"

The silence of the darkness broken by howling of the winds.

The courage of the spirit defied by timidity of the moment.

"I am sorry !", he mumbled.

"Dun you have any respect, any damn regret?"

"I said I am sorry I did not intend to annoy you, Sir", he fumbled.

"Now get lost, before something happens which you might regret all your life!!"

The steps were quick, the thought disarranged. The rhythmic sounds of leaves whistling gave way to the scattered noises of the feet hustling. Suddenly the shadows of the night were turning long and the lights broken on the streets with selective grace were showing a different way.

Scene 1

"What took you so long?"

"I saw him! Eye to eye !"

"It cannot be !!
How can he survive?"

"What will we do now? Where will we go? There is no way to escape! I was telling you from day 1 this is not what we should do!! But you never listened, you never understood, you goddamn never talk !!", she screamed.

"Lets go !"

"And where you wanna take me now? You are one dumb person, it was my biggest regret to marry a buffoon like you!!"

"Adriana this is not the time to fight and call names, we dun have time, he can be here any minute."

"Oh my holy God, why on the hell would this happen to me?"

"Adriana for God's sake stop crying, we need time to rethink what we should do, lets get out of here, go some place, we can get some time !!! Please for heaven's sake please listen to what I am saying. Its a question of our life and death !"

Scene 2

"The biggest joy of being ugly is that you are never able to see yourself all the time !", he declared.

"Sir, I have a question for you?" the young lad spoke.

"Go ahead son, this life is served by answering questions go on speak out !!", he shouted the effects of alcohol showing.

"Why do you live your life is such a disgust, drinking all the time, saying one of the most ridiculous statements and then making such a big ruckus about it?", the lad confidently inquired.

"Bravo, son, Bravo, first time in a very long time someone has had the balls to ask me what I am and why I am? I respect your bravery !!! I really do !! Brave Boy !! Bravo ! Bravo !"

"Sir, you did not answer my question "

"My dear laddie, hey you there Susie, I called him laddie, hey laddie laadddie laaaaadddiieee, oh never mind, so my dearest laddie, you want a answer huh, very well, my answer to your outrageously courageous question is BUZZ OFF !!! Dun you dare ask me why I do and what I do you understand ? Otherwise I swear by the balls of the woman who fed you milk that the day you do that I am gonna suck the blood off your nipples and show what living dead means!"

"You understand laddie? Cutie Little Laddie? Ooooh Kooochie Koooo Laddie, come to Daddie, he is not a Baddie, just a little Saddie ....."

Scene 3

"Can't you drive any faster? We might miss our train if you drive at this speed !!"

"Sir, this is the best Sir, I assure you Sir that you would not miss your train Sir"

"Dun Sir me !!"

"OK Sir"

"Oh never mind ........"

"Would you stop crying now? How can you cry for 2 hours at a stretch? I cannot think thanks to your crying and howling?"

'NIGHT CALLING OUT IN LOUDNESS, LET THE DARKNESS BE SURROUNDED BY LIGHT, LET THE INFINITE ENDLESS SURROUNDED BY FINITE BOUNDARIES'

"Hey hon, did you read that?"

"Its him !!" "He's here, we gonna die !! We gonna die oh my holy god ....... we gonna die !!!"

Scene 4

The night could not hide the murkiness of his evil face. The eyes were brown and round, the eyelids beautiful in shape, the brows never been better, the even rounded nose intersecting the face, the lips beautifully covering the smile. A handsome man with a evil face. The eyes translated the horror of the dead. Behind the beautiful demeanor lied a man with a cruel intentions.

"I am here for Mr. Abagore"

"I am sorry but he left earlier this night, at around 8 pm"

"Oh, just a little late I think .... can you help me where has he gone ?"

"I am sorry Sir, but I have no information regarding Mr. Abagore "

"Thats fine, can you help me with a glass of water, Madam?"

"Certainly", she turned.

Shoooooft.

A Shriek !!!! With penetrating pain in the neck, the lady collapsed on her knees. She could feel the warm blood oozing out of her neck. The lights were beginning to dim, she did not know where she was? What was happening? But it was not good !! Her eyes wanted to be closed, the hands did not move, she was paralyzed. The lights were gone. Darkness of death overcame her life.

Scene 5

"I dun understand why would anyone want to kill anybody?",he muttered.

"Who are you? Alice in Wonderland?!!", Mike exclaimed.

"Why you say that?"

"You asking why would anyone want to kill anybody, you are a cop dun you know there are hundreds of reason !!"

"I know there are hundreds of reasons, the question is how can anybody generate such a intense hatred to kill someone else?"

"Come on, Billy Boy, you dun need hatred to kill someone !"

"You must be kidding, right?"

"No, hatred is in fact the last thing you need to kill someone !"

"I dun get you. What are you saying, what makes you say that Mike?"

"Killing is a clinical process, a bit professional just like your doc dudes, the hatred is not a emotion you can afford. Its too dangerous. It clouds the judgment. "

"I still don't understand what you are saying? Killing does not require hate?"

"Hate and anger are emotions for emotionally unstable souls. The thorough killers practice the virtues of patience and tolerance. I knew one killer who had spent 5 years of his life managing to utter hardly 1000 words. Imagine 5 years and only a 1000 words. Killing is game of the mind. Just go back to the time when you were burning in hate, the extreme emotions of anger, when anyone coming under your fury would be burnt down to ashes. What were your actions? Were they controlled? How were you speaking? Did the right words come out? What did you manage to do? Did you command the situation? The answer to each of this question is a overwhelming NO. I don't say that murders are not committed by people who don't hate or who don't have any anger within them, but the real professionals are those who know that these emotions have a price to pay. That is, themselves !! And the last thing they want to sabotage is 'Their Reputation'."

Scene 6

"Wake up you ugly weasel ! Wake up and get out ! You stink like shit", he kicked.

"And shit it is my boy", he yelped. "Let the shit which so wonderfully stinks thy body be bestowed upon thee", he cracked out.

The old man rose slowly. Walking towards the basin, he washed his face. The mirror was showing a man with wrinkled skin, the beard not tended for months now, eyes wearing red with hangover and the scars reminding of his past. He was Algadeon.

Living in the mercies of his grandsons, he had lived a life which they never knew. There were dark secrets to his living, but he wouldn't tell. He would say "The shadows of death are haunting me, my speaking out is the impending time to my doom". Moving from one bar to another he drank, joked and rollicked about things which nobody concerned themselves with.

He was distracting them. He had thought out exactly how it was going to take place. The world would be fooled. Again.

He would rise and he would be respected. The time had come.

A Living Gone .......

2007-12-06T16:43:00.000+05:30

Streets filled with dust,

Lights broken on the path.

Glasses shattered,

Souls Battered.

Looking for something,

He wandered about.

The eyes were prying,

Every nook and corner.

The sun was scorching,

Vaporising the spirits.

Fluttering eyes, Stammering lips,

Shivering hands, Battling legs.

The thoughts of the divine,

Plots of the wild.

Need of the hour,

Thinking of feeding the stomach.

Looking at the hungry eyes,

Hiding the last bit of corn.

Living in destitution,

Feeling the palpitation.

Fear of life, Fear of death,

Fear of Rape, Fears Crept.

The silence of night,

Bringing fears alive.

Every movement with hustled feet.

Evil thoughts simmering underneath.

Moments of desperation,

Calling for action.

No sight for help,

No help in sight.

Heaps and heaps of bodies lied,

Giving way to a eerie sign.

Dogs & wolfs feeding on the living,

The living feeding on the dead.

Every hope abandoned,

Every fort lost.

The human spirit had broken.

In a long time now, he had forgotten.

What it meant to live like a human?

What it meant like living in dignity,

Helping others and being in grace.

The evil had called for,

HE had broken the shackles.

Now the spirit is nothing but a slave of the evil.

A thought of the devil and at the mercy of evil.

No rape, no stealing, no ugly act is bad enough.

Because the soul is lost, he could go to any extent.

The only thing he wished for was fulfillment of his urges.

The dead wife, the dead son, death had filled all his pains with indifference.

He only lived for his own self.

Satisfaction of the having.

Gratification of the craving.

He had broken the bounds of humanity,

To live in disgust and indescribable cruelty.

A life gone, a human lost.

Shaam se meri ......

2007-12-03T17:41:00.000+05:30

Shaam se meri ..........

Aankhen kuch naram hai .....

Jaane kya baat hai ?

Shayad dil mein kuch zakhm hai.

Kabhi bhoola nahi sake hum ....

Kiye hum par wo sitam hai.

Shaam se meri .......

Aankhon mein gum hai.

Kuch socha tha alag sa,

Keh sake apna karam hi hai.

Pyaar ke naam lene wale,

Ab teri nafarat bhi dharam hai.

Saayein ko dekhta hu, raat ke andhere mein,

Ehsaas hota hai shayad tu sang bhi hai.

Kyu karu mein intezaar tera?

Kyu socho tere bare mein?

Kyu uljha hu iss soch mein?

Kya paaoonga main?

Lekin kehdo yeh meri fidrat hai,

Shaam se meri, Aankhen kuch naram hai ........

Har Sawal mein .......

2007-12-03T17:28:00.002+05:30

Har sawal mein tera khayal hai,

Har shaam tera intezaar hai,

Jisse mili nahi hai nazerein,

Jaane kyu dil uske liye bekaraar hai ?

Kabhi kuch bahana deti wo,

Kabhi kuch afsana bayaan hai.

Main jaanta hu mera dil nadaan hai,

Lekin iss dil ko bhi to lubana hai.

Kissi aur ki ho jaaye tu ?

Yeh sawaal bada kaamal hai.

In khayalon se nahi main,

Teri aankhon se mera jahan hai.

Kabhi suno teri dastaan,

Yeh dua subah shaam hai.

Mumkin ho na sake iss janam mein,

To zindagi bhi kaha rehamgaar hai.

Har Sawaal mein, tera khayal hai,

Shayad issi liye yeh dil bhi jawaan hai !!

Sequence ....

2007-12-02T21:46:00.000+05:30

There are four poems that I have written today. Not in the right order though. If you wanna enjoy the experience i suggest the following sequence for the poems underneath.

1. A New Feeling.

2. Business of Love.

3. Remorse.

4. Lost for Words.

Thank u.

Business of Love.

2007-12-02T11:46:00.000+05:30

You love me,

He asked.

What do you feel about me,

He inquired.

You have no feelings,

She fired.

You never seem to care,

She continued.

You may be a nice person but..............

She hurt him.

All through the time, he was mowed down.

The overwhelming feeling of love had paralyzed him.

Standing in awe of her every time he met her,

The times were good, when there was everything he had asked for.

But with the love becoming a formality, he was left to wonder ...........

Was this the thing I had opted.

Is this really a thing or a real emotion.

It did not make sense.

Invest so much time and thought to one emotion,

With less gain but loads of pain.

Pains of futility, pains of high expectations,

Pains of understanding, pains of not understanding.

Pains of justification, pains of clarification,

Pains of arrogance, pains of ignorance.

Thoughts of getting lost,

Going to plains to wander.

Giving a space for the self.

The Business of Loving was not really reaping what he had hoped.

The Entrepreneur had died.

Lost for words ................

2007-12-02T11:36:00.000+05:30

He wrote n wrote ..........

For someone or something .........

Never to ask or stop for anything .........

The care for feedback was never there .......

The fragility of the moment never felt ........

And now after so many words written ..........

He cannot think of anything else ..............

Feeling lost, trying to seek solace ..................

Trying to be comfortable in the absence of his identity ..............

A New Feeling !

2007-12-02T11:26:00.001+05:30

He thought he was in love,

He knew he could be wrong.

He thought she liked him,

He knew it could be a coincidence.

He thought the feeling was mutual,

He knew it was day-dreaming.

The colors were same,

The realization was new.

The emotions were same,

The discovery was new.

The words were same,

The effects was new.

A new day, bringing new light,

Was showing the way.

The mountains of height,

Were showing the depths.

The waves of seas,

Were reassuring of trying again and again.

The heart is delightful,

The mind is glad.

The logic and the emotion,

Were making plans together.

After a long time now,

They seemed to agree.

Suddenly what changed,

But A New Feeling Rised !!

Remorse

2007-12-02T11:07:00.000+05:30

In the twilight of dreams,

He walked along,

Looking at the stars of future,

He thought along,

Not really cursing his misfortunes,

He mumbled along,

As the heart remembered someone,

He cried along.

Life was not what he supposed to be,

The pleasures of past, the crimes of present.

A deep remorse,

lingered along.

As the emptiness of the space surrounding him,

was evident in the silence pervading.

For feelings kept hidden, for the words unspoken,

For the emotions unshown, for the depths unexplored.

He kept a lot to himself.

He thought a lot to himself.

He talked a lot to himself.

Only to realize, he was there all HIMSELF !!

No one to love, no one to care but only to feed His Own Self.

The meaning of life, the value of love,

was lost somewhere along,

The heart cried in remorse,

but nothing moved along.

A Story of a Wandering Soul !!

2007-11-21T19:32:00.000+05:30

A Tired Soul,
Fragile but Strong.
He Tries to be Strong,
For Everyone.
He Derives Energy,
From himself.
But sometimes he,
needs a push from others also.
Don't Know if he is given,
This push by the people who love him.
But Think he doesn't have,
enough of this push from others.
So he tries to seek out,
that special someone.
He tries to open up,
be vulnerable just for that someone.
Then the wrong someone,
came along.
He bled.
Now he becomes,
defensive and tired.
Because nobody,
understands him.
Because nobody,
fills this empty part of him.
But he is,
Still open for LOVE !!!

Proud Indian?

2007-05-17T21:27:00.000+05:30

OK! So you are a Indian? A Proud ONE ? I mean are you a PROUD INDIAN? Yes, you are !! Well, happy to know that ! Since when ? OK, that is not significant, let me ask you what are you proud of ? I mean since you are a Indian alright and pride on that fact, there has to be some things of which you are proud of! Tell me about it. OK ! Let me guess, maybe you are proud of the Rich Indian Diversity, 25 states, more than 28 languages, more than 100 dialects, 6-7 religions, great epics like Ramayana & Mahabharata, a rich culture, geographical diversity, ................. and so on! Did I miss something, I lot I would say, because this post is not about India, but it is about us, Indians.

Now, I guess you are reading this post, from the comforts of your home, or from your office. Just take a moment off, and look around you. What do you see? A telephone made in China/Taiwan, a monitor of LG/Samsung made in Korea, a Intel/AMD based CPU made in Taiwan/USA, a TV of LG/Samsung/Sony made in Korea/Japan, a DVD Player Philips make, Ipod, Apple Make. Whoooof !! Ok, so u from the richer classes, so maybe you have the French Furniture, the German Car, the Italian Clothes, the Chinese Cookware & maybe the American Kitchen. Well, maybe we have the Indian Chocolate, the Indian Milk but hey you can always get the Nestle Milk Powder, Nestle chocolates and the famous Swiss Chocolates, Loreal Beauty Accessories, Pantene Shampoo, Gillette Shaving Cream & Razors, Dove Soaps. Isn't India just great !! We are everything we are not famous for ! OK one last question, where are you working right now? Wow, was that Siemens, you said or is it ABB or maybe Infosys doing some offshore work for the guys in the US, thats so good, and you are happy about it !! Nice to know that.

PS: I am not done yet, in fact I have not even begun !! Would write a lot more, when there is a passionate inclination to do so !

The POWER of ONE !!!

2007-02-20T20:25:00.001+05:30

The heart cried out in agony and pain,

'O Lord, why thy be alone now and again',

'Is there no one who could help me regain?',

'The strength, the courage not to refrain!'

HE but only talked in my heart,

'Hey, mortal soul do remember but ONE',

'Thy has given the power to all but ONE',

'Let there be SUN, spreading brightness to all, be ONE',

'Let there be EARTH, taking burden of all, be ONE',

'Let there be SKY, giving shelter to all, be ONE',

'Let there be WATER, quenching thirst of all, be ONE',

'Let thy be BORN, doing good to mankind, be ONE'.

And thus spoke the god from the deepest corners of the HEART,

Afterall the HEART, the LOVE and the GOD are but ONE !!

The biggest HURDLE u ever known, URSELF !!

2007-01-27T21:15:00.000+05:30

We as human beings like to blame people, circumstances for our misfortunes or the planned mis consequences of our life. I remember one famous book title "Control your destiny or someone else will". It really makes me wonder, is the biggest hurdle to my progress, myself? In more ways than one, I think it is. I am my own enemy. I play on my mind, that I am tired, I have to go home, I cannot work any later, I cannot learn this at this point of time, This is too tough for me ! I have imposed these never ending restrictions on my thinking and working. I have intentionally become paralyzed, first in the thoughts and in the movements. In spite of reading so many motivational books and comprehended the reasons of success of great men, I myself so far have been grossly inefficient and under-performing. The self imposed restrictions could be due to my incongruent way of working or something else. I do not know. What I do know I have to find a way out. What is the way out anyway ? If I did have a strong will power and determination, I would not be cursing myself and writing this pathetic blog, but I sense something is missing, at a very fundamental level, which has to be amended at the earliest.
No words of wisdom or promises of brighter tomorrow would work, unless I get my ass moving off the floor to get the things I want to .
I only pray god to give me strength and immense determination to overcome the obstacles I have self imposed.

A Strange Feeling of sadness !

2006-12-31T10:10:00.000+05:30

Yesterday in the early hours, Saddam Hussein was executed in the gallows. He looked composed while the noose was being put on his neck. It really makes me wonder what must be going on in his mind at that point of time. News channels and other media agencies bombarded us with the images of the past glory of Saddam Hussein, and reminded us of the atrocities he committed. I cannot comment whether what happened was necessary to free the world from the tyrants or so called "dictators". I have neither experienced nor undergone the sufferings of the relatives of people who were killed by Saddam's people or under his regime. Hence I cannot rejoice or say whether the death Saddam was killed was well deserved.But yesterday's event led to a strange feeling of sadness within me.
The sad feeling was not because he was hanged to death, but maybe where he ended up in his life. From the images seen, it is evident he did live a grand life. It was almost picture perfect at one point of time. A big family, strong sons, regime of Iraq, support of America, all the life's privileges, all the comforts of world available, it was all too good to be true. But there was one aspect that Saddam in spite of all his strength had no control on. And that was TIME.
TIME was continuously moving on, changing from second to second. It did not see the crimes or atrocities committed. It did not see who came and who went, it did not see whether justice was done or not, but it did its job, it kept moving. And so with time, circumstances changed, the way of living changed and above all mind sets changed.
One lesson I did manage to learn is "Never Underestimate the power TIME holds on your fate". In the time of your supreme strength, one might think he is invincible, but Time brings everyone down to their knees. When you feel you are the most powerful person in the world, be ultra careful. Your doom is near. Time and Fate would change without notice. And the glories of the world would vanish, everyone you thought was with you would flounder and there would be uncertainty all around.
Maybe the absolute submission to the fact that we are nothing in front of strength TIME holds, has led to a strange feeling of sadness within myself. I know no solution but to see that I live my life with a responsible fashion and collective sensitiveness.

RETURN OF HARI !!!

2006-10-06T19:47:00.000+05:30

Well, its been a while since I have really blogged out something. There are numerous reasons behind this, the simplest one being I was too bored to actually log in and write something. However, today on one of the blue days, I do intend to actually put in some actual thoughts.
It really makes me wonder, how does life generally end up. Sometimes, it does question me, what were you meant for? what are you doing? is what you are doing really matter? Or is there some surreal force who is actually working for you?
Well, guys i know you have no idea what am I talking. The fact is, niether do I. But who cares? More of a babbling than actual pinning down of thoughts. Anywayz, I feel too much for the opening night. Will Write more when there is more passionate inclination to do so.

End of the World ? No its Human Nature !

2006-07-23T18:09:00.000+05:30

With every conflict that emerges in any part of the world, with thousands of bombs flying around and millions of people dying, there is one thought in everyone's mind, IS THIS THE END OF THE WORLD ? Where is the world coming to ? What is our future ? No matter what the reason of conflict, the time when it occurs uncertainty looms large on the minds of people ! Everyone wants peace or so they say ! But the real pain is inflicted upon those who have lost their near and dear one in the mindless killing. Is there really gonna be a end to human conflicts ?
The reason why I say "human conflicts" is a very interesting. From time indeterminate, man has been fighting, within tribes, within groups, within villages, within states, within countries, within neighbours, with outsiders. No country or for that matter no civilization can boast of a bloodless past. Either it has been oppressing or was being oppressed, the truth is there is struggle, conflict and violence for a long time now. Infact looking at the past we do see that there were less moments of peace than moments of war. More people dying in war than people being born in peace. What were the reasons ?
There were umpteen answers from the past for the emergence of violence and conflicts between people, states and countries. The smaller justifications have their space in history but one fundamental reason for all conflicts was "POWER". The need for power, the need to stay in power, the need to be "POWERFUL". Open any chapter of history, take any battle or struggle of the past be it the Romans, the Greeks, the English, the French, the Germans, the Russians, the Americans, the Islamists, anyone, there is one underlying reason to wage war, TO BE IN A COMMANDING POSITION.
I still remember the dialogue from the movie Lord of the Rings - I, "Minds of Men are easily corrupted !" No words can be truer than those. Its those corrupt, petty minds of men that lead to conflict and destruction of a race, or atleast defamation of the same. All other motives or the motivating forces become secondary. Let it be the holy war, or the upheaval of the superior race or the conquering of the whole world, these becomes mere words or tools to motivate people who cannot see the bigger picture. The person on the helm of those conflicts, be it Alexander, Julius Caesar, Napolean, Hitler, Bush, Osama Bin Laden, Nazarellah, Parvez Musharaf, anyone want one thing, the power to determine the fates of thousands. They are willing to go any length, have no dignity and fall beyond human standards to achieve what they desire. To stay in POWER !! Be in power and misuse it. Misuse it to degrade a entire generation. With leaders like this there are bound to be struggles and conflicts till man knows.
In today's time and for that matter in every time we need people like Abraham Lincoln & Sardar Vallabhbhai Patel, who are capable, sensitive and retrospective. Who are more than willing to see the future and understand that conflicts and struggle should be ended, in order to let a nation rise, above all, letting humanity rise. Unless issues are not handled with sensitivity and a certain firmness at the given time, it can always escalate to something bigger than one anticipates. A New order, a new thinking, a new leadership has to rise in order to renew and reinstill the faith of humans on fellows humans. We have to be aware and cautious of our actions at every point of time in order to keep ourselves away from the evil of becoming POWERFUL and then misusing it.

Be Careful, be very careful !!

2006-07-02T18:44:00.000+05:30

THE WORLD IS WAITING FOR YOU TO FAIL !!! BE CAREFUL, BE VERY CAREFUL !!

Remember that moment of truth when you failed and the closest to you not consoled you but in your moment of sadness was smirking in one corner, over your back. Your friends would not tell you, your close ones are being too nice, your nicest friends are being too polite, get alarmed !! There is something fishy ! There is a conspiracy, they are waiting for you to fall ! Well things seem to go all right, all correct, as a dream remember its the beginning of the end. Like they say "Before the storm, an unusual calm ".
Bad things are bound to start in that way. It starts when you think things are going alright, when there never could have been a perfect time to do things. Its when we are in our comfort zone, when the truth strikes us. And like a bullet that pierces through everything in its way, similarly the truth, the ugly reality shatters all myths, and shatters the self belief as well.
Every organisation or for that matter every human being who failed in a huge way either had become complacent when the time was good or did not change fast enough when bad times were around. There are numerous examples of people and companies, who did not have the foresightness to see that danger always looms larger when there is a abnormal silence.
But people like Jack Welch or companies like GE who see that there are going to be challenges and efforts have to be taken in order to counter the problems that lies ahead, have always managed to win the race in the longer run (if not the immediate future !). There has to be effort and a determination in order to fight complacency which tends to accompany the good times.
How do we do it ? How can we fight complacency when what we have done is working fine ?
My ideas on this issue, is we have to continuously learn, we have to continuously evolve. Ok, I know this sounds cliched, repeated by numerous motivation authors. The challenge remains, How do we do it? It is easier said than done. I think, one way of doing it, is thinking that times are always tough and infact there are only tougher times ahead. What this does is tunes us mentally to never get panickied or be afraid of awful times. It moulds us to be used to bad times ! It makes us strong and malleable. At the same time we have to see that we are not tensed up about the entire issue, otherwise it could lead to negative effects. The idea is to be practical and work wisely for bad times ahead of bad times that is !!

SO IF NEXT TIME SOMETHING RIGHT GOES YOUR WAY, DUN PARTY IT AWAY, BE CAREFUL, BE VERY CAREFUL !!!

Do not get bogged down !

2006-06-27T08:31:00.000+05:30

Yesterday was a day of sharp contrasts to say the least. On one hand, the media all over talked about the Mittal - Arcelor deal, and the coming of age of Indian Businessmen, on the other hand, the evening was different, when I read about the things people were doing to stay abreast in the global village.
"Global Village" is a interesting word. The interesting part lies in the use of the word village along with global, its a contrast again, but well thats the story right now. Why "Village"? Because, like in a village everyone knows everyone else, there are no secrets hidden, there is transperancy, at the same time intimacy and much more. The world is increasingly becoming like this. But there is a challenge. Unlike in a village where people usually understand the language or speak the common language, in the global scenario the equations change. You have to think what other people think, you have to talk what the other person talks. You cannot go on babbling when there is a disconnect with the person you are talking to.
Now, what makes me write this post is that the very idea of we as Indians pictured in the global scenario. How are we placed ? The Mittal Arcelor deal is a landmark deal for enthusiatic Indian Businesses Supporters or for that matter Indian Businessmen as well. According to Mittal, Indians have a distinct advantage over others because there is a cultural diversity in India, so people know how to adjust, other than that Indians are naturally hard working, sincere and dedicated, so hold a better chance of winning the race. But the truth is we have a "closed box" attitude. If not for the Mittals, Ambanis and Tatas and some limited few we would have had a difficult time achieving even self sustenance. We were fortunate enough that under the British rule we were able to keep pace with the world by learning English. We also came across the rich culture and knowledge of various countries and their cultures and thus were able to adapt, in most instances forgetting our past and imbibing the new and drastic.
But at this point, when the world looks at India, for vast English speaking pool and cheap labour, I want to sound the siren. India is going to have a tough time ahead. Not because its not good enough or cannot be good enough but because it is changing too slowly with times. Let me put forth my points.
Inspite of a great cultural diversity we are suffering from casteism and its related effects. Inspite of living in a cosmopolitan environment, multi-cultural, multi - lingual atmosphere, we are increasingly looking for people of our caste, language, religion, etc. We want to talk with different people, to a certain extent even work but beyond that we are apprehensive. Its a uniform disease across India and breaks through all classes and castes. The global scenario demands to be more forthcoming, more open attitudes and behaviours and our limited thinking attitude could spell trouble for us. So the advantage of cultural diversity is lost as of now.
Other problem lies with the unwillingness to learn new things. We are so overexposed to the American and British Culture that we are not keen to know what are the things that are going on elsewhere. Even if we are aware we are not making an effort to learn. I was reading a Time article yesterday, which talked about the keen desire of people of various countries to learn Mandarin (Chinese Language). They understand that in the future there is going to be a challenge, where one has to rely on the Chinese and this requires a study of their language to buck up and stay with them, if not ahead of them. At the same time, we are complacent like never before. We are like Hanuman, of unlimited potential and capability but have to be reminded repeatedly. However, we have to be smart and shrewd like Hanuman himself, if we were to think of surviving in the longer run. We have to learn about new cultures, we have to learn new languages, we have to understand what the world thinks and we have to act accordingly. Only then can we dream of a POTENT INDIA !!

The challenges are there but my advice is DO NOT GET BOGGED DOWN !!

Pledge

2006-06-18T11:42:00.000+05:30

This is a pledge I had written long ago, so long ago that I dun even recollect when I had written it. However, accidentally, my dad did manage to find it and got it laminated. This is the copy of the same. If you find some stuff childish well, to tell you the fact I was a child (teenager rather) when I wrote this.

"Today as a employee of Indian Transformers Co. Ltd., I pledge that I will try in every possible manner to improve the quality of lives of every person remotely associated with this organisation and in doing so will continuously change myself, give new ideas, accept new methods, techniques, understand new concepts and develop new technologies.
I pledge to do this work as a gift to god with complete devotion, dedication & sincerity and fulfill the work assigned to me.
I WILL CHANGE THE WORLD SO HELP ME GOD".

I know this sounds like a prayer than a pledge, but like I said I was a kid then.
Tell me what you guys think of this?

Nothing is permanent but change !!

2006-06-11T19:38:00.000+05:30

Life has taught us and continues to teach us in its subtle and sometimes drastic way to mend our ways, to change, to improve for the better and to evolve. Life is a continuous journey taking through green meadows and rocky roads but every experience, every moment spent, every second lived is a life itself. Well, I know I am sounding too philosophical. Well, I feel like that.
My last two weeks have been exhilirating to say the least. I have gone from the joys of completing my Engineering (yes, I am finally HARIBHAI, B. E.) to the pains of working 12 hours in a day. But the challenge is same. To learn, to evolve and to experience. What is wonderful about working in a organisation wherein you have loads of responsibilities is the joy of getting things done. Believe me, there is no greater fun in professional life than being able to give direction and getting the things done. And when the things are done as per your expectations, the feeling is ecstatic. At the same time there is nothing more frustrating than seeing the same thing falling apart like a pack of cards. But it is a part of life like I said earlier.
I have had some ugly experiences with some of my online friends in which I was pained and hurt, but I think it happened for good, because unless it had not taken place, I would never have the renewed will and determination to prove myself. I think I have more to prove this time around compared to my earlier innings some 4 years ago. Now, I have to be more matured and responsible for the decisions I make and the things I undertake. I cannot no longer conveniently pass the buck to people for my mistakes. I have to be more careful, more clear and specific in my actions and plan accordingly.
Its a exciting time in my life, loads to achieve and loads to do, and I am sure I am upto the task. Wish me luck friends, I need it.
Till then, have a rocking time yourselves, and best of luck.

FACTS FACTS ........ Well No more FACTS !!

2006-05-06T15:22:00.000+05:30

When there are options given to mankind, he is always more confused. I can very well imagine the situation Adam was put in when he was supposed to eat the apple. Whether to eat and live a Rocking life, enjoying all the time or die some day (thats so uncool!!). But he made a choice and somehow it affected us in every possible way.
And from time to time, people put us in what I like to say "Dharam sankat"(Awkward Position for the English minded). The last such situation I can recollect at this point is when I was on the verge of entering the 8th Semester. To say I was given the most pathetic choices to choose from would be a stark understatement. It was like choosing the best of squints, choosing the least visually impaired in a set of blind people, ok I guess you get the idea.
I was given the most outrageous choices I could have ever encountered and I was supposed to choose the best amongst the worst as if it was going to be a life saving situation. Like they say in Hindi (translated in English) "Choosing a squint king for the blinds". I had a reasonable idea that my decision would not only affect my mental well being for the next 6 months but it would be a decision that would dictate my life. But decision had to be taken.
My first decision was very much against the popular decision. It was so unpopular that I was only of 3 possible candidates who would stand by that decision. So, our very wise HOD, who is concerned with allocating the respective resources (the Prof, the teaching classes, the lab, etc.) backed out. "It is too expensive to cater to just 3 students" was the reply. So, I was again in the open, voices coming from all around, make a choice, open the door. I could easily recollect the Crystal Maze Days when one wrong door & BANG ! I was doomed. So, like my crazy half I thought if I gonna make some decision it is right here right now (ok that sounds cool). And I CHOSE!
I chose to be with FACTS ! Well it is not a pun, but what the hell, thats the only thing likable about it. FACTS is the acronym of Flexible AC Transmission Systems, huh, so much for Facts! But it is anything but facts, it is a long boring excruciating painful detail of FACTS. It is so pathetic that everytime I read the first few pages I get an extra dose of unintended sleep. And then I start over again, when senses are intact, and the same thing repeats till the point I close the book and start doing something else.
The pain was aggravated by the fact, that we got one of the most meek beings to teach us this intolerable subject. Now, what we have got as reference books is one of the worst prints I have ever encountered. The fonts are small, the typing is OK, the formatting is poor and the total reading effect is minimal. The layout of the book is so dismal, that once I have seen it, I abstain from looking at any other book for the next 3 days.
But you have to suffer for the bad choices you make, as Adam and eventually all of us have to die, I too have fall under the axe of this subjects Viva and Theory. Everytime I think I have read the subject I fall asleep and happily dream of the time when I can write and talk about it without reading it.
Can some get me acquainted with FACTS ????

God bless my soul (in peace).

Destiny or something else ?

2006-04-28T10:02:00.000+05:30

Couple of days back I read a question on answers.yahoo.com on whether Destiny really played a part in our lives. I replied to that question at the same time wondering about how much of it has played a part in my life. I like to think that destiny has to do a lot of what I am today, the kind of person, human being and a individual. I simply cannot understand the phenomena of being born to a particular set of parents, growing up in a particular environment, going to a particular school, getting a particular set of friends. All this is beyond my rational, logical thought process. All I can do is assign the word of "Destiny". Why I see a particular person every morning I enter the office? why do I want to talk to her? I think it is something beyond feelings. I dun think it a hindrance to my thought process, but in a way a divine intervention.
Throughout my childhood I had faced with so many accidents, some have left physical scars behind but most have vanished giving no indications of the troubles foregone. I do not think destiny is a word for the powerless, a person who has no control over his senses and works in a way which shows he has no control over the things he does. It is a special way of God telling us to take out the best in the situation. It is like a case study at every point of our life. I am obliged and humbled at the thought of God providing me with more than everything I desired and put me in situations wherein I could turn out to be much better as a person. I hope I have not disappointed HIM! A journey called LIFE with a partner called DESTINY!

Update :- Well folks, I met the gal near the elevator and she was stone cold. I could not have a imagined a beautiful girl like her being so cold. A simple hi! and no reply, you worked on 2nd floor before ? and a unpleasant nod ! Boy, I had seen arrogant girls but this one was just too much. Did I approach her wrong ? Was I a ugly character ? What ? Too many questions and only one answer right now doing the rounds "DESTINY, my boy, DESTINY"

No matterr

2006-04-06T14:36:00.000+05:30

No matter how smart, everyone gets fooled !

No matter how ugly, everyone thinks they are beautiful !

No matter how dumb, everyone thinks they are intelligent !

No matter how arrogant, everyone thinks they are polite !

No matter how risky, everyone thinks they are good drivers !

No matter how coward, everyone thinks they are courageous !

No matter how insane, everyone thinks they are sane !

No matter how stupid, everyone thinks they are brilliant !

No matter how naïve, everyone thinks they are smart !

No matter how foolish, everyone thinks they make sense !

This is a small post for a long series of No Matter.

World's Most Admired Companies

2006-03-24T20:07:00.001+05:30

GE was started by Thomas Alva Edison in the year 1869. His biggest invention (or so believed to be invented by him) was the incandescent bulb. Many more inventions followed in his name like the phonogram and others (I do not recollect the others at this moment). He was famous or rather infamous for his hatred of AC (alternating current) systems, which ironically was given shape by Tesla, who once was the engineer who worked with Edison & General Electric (GE). He so strongly protested the AC systems, that with his power and influence he had people executing the capital punishment with electric chair and the system was AC. But he was different than other innovators. He was way ahead in the thinking. He was a shrewd businessman than a brilliant inventor. He understood the business he was in & for that he was aggressive and pursuant to ensure that he and his organization won finally. He did create an organization which not only is growing amazingly but which has managed to sustain the life cycle of over 135 years. A remarkable feat indeed!
Looking back in time and trying to understand what makes companies as we see them today, we can pretty much conclude that they were same in many ways. They had one or two charismatic leaders, who had the vision for the company, who were aggressive in taking their organizations to the next level, extremely committed, and focused on their task. At the same time the organizations also evolved in being able to capitalize on its enterprising past and exciting future, leading to a more professional (than a family oriented affair) outfit and attract good talent towards it. When we look at these companies today, they appear like Goliath (in many sense they are!), they cannot be touched and reached, but only observed and admired. At the same time it makes me wonder whether they had to undergo the pains, the trials and tribulations, the struggles which I see my father undergoing everyday to build the organization, and I do realize something astounding.
Thanks to my father, who never deprived me from the rich treasure of books of people and their stories, I have seen an amazing similarity between every big company and its very humble past. Every company I can think of say General Electric (GE), Siemens, Panasonic, Sony, Microsoft, Hewlett Packard (HP), Wal-mart, Macdonalds, Virgin, L&T, Reliance, Intel, Wipro, Ford, Tata, Birla, Toyota and many more, all had to struggle for atleast first 20 – 25 years of their outset. In many instances one generation spend their lives building the organization and the things were so bad that the next generation joining had no support. But the organizations were build and survived generations. Panasonic was started by Matsushita in the early 1900’s and in the ‘30s it was on the verge of being closed down. HP was started in 1920’s but it grew only after the Second World War. Walmart was started in the 1960’s and it grew exponentially in the ‘80s. Every company, every story had one thing in common, they had to struggle tremendously for 20-25 years before they could finally think of being the size they are today. But they did and that separates them from the rest. When the 2nd generation of Toyota heads was to join the company they had serious quality issues and not much sales of cars. They worked hard and developed systems that evolved with time, which are now an envy of the world.
Modern observers would like to argue that the company rise time is changing. For example Microsoft was started in the ‘70s and was a million dollar company in ‘90s, Dell was started in 1984 and was a million dollar company in ‘90s and the recent Google was started only in 1999 and today is a billion dollar company. I would like to put forth the point that these companies were fortunate enough to be at the right place at the right time. They capitalized on the requirement of what they were providing and grow at that. On the other hand, for the companies which were not so fortunate enough to be at the right place at the right time, the struggle was intense and excruciating.
I like to observe these companies for one simple reason. I have a dream for the company started by my father. I am optimistic that one day this company would stand in the same league of World’s Most Admired Companies. This requires an extraordinary effort of sincerity, dedication, aggression, assertion, courage, determination and right values and ethics from me and everyone involved. I am sure the history and the future of this company will be written with Golden Words in the Book of Fame. It would exemplify everything we can dream of.
On this note I would like to look forward to the most exciting time of my life, my humble start in moulding the future of this company.

Poll De Phatte !!

2006-03-18T10:14:00.000+05:30

Oye Chuk De Phatte !!! Sadaa 50 post ho gaya hai, so assi celebrate karne ke mood mein hai !!! Aur ek baat, blogging vlogging ka ek saal bhi ho gaya hai, to assi chahte hai ki, aap apna vada kimti waqt nikal ke, ek chotta sa poll mein shamil ho jao !! Hamein bhi pata chale aap ko hamare bhaare mein kya accha lagta hain. Post ka link hai http://rvbhute.freelinuxhost.com/dave . Vaddaa Thank u, in advaaance !!!

Irreversible

2006-03-04T21:17:00.000+05:30

Guys, a few days back I saw a truly remarkable movie, Irreversible!!! This is a french movie staring the gorgeous Monica Bellucci (i just love her!!). I must warn you though it is a very gory movie. Not the movie you would watch with your kids or even with your parents. There are some very violent scenes and only for people above 18. Also, there are some sex scenes which some people may find offending. But still I recommend this movie for people who like genuine original cinema. Two thumbs up as one reviewer says. Cinematic excellence and originality is what this movie stands for. Ok, brief idea of the movie.
The movie starts from the last scene (this is a cinematic first in itself, the whole movie is backward the last scene is first and so on, u have to see it to believe it!!) i.e., two guys talking about a murder taking place that night. And then the next scene, the murder of the person. Before that, the guys looking for the person who is murdered. Before that, the rape of Monica Bellucci. Before that, the party. Before that, the love relationship between Monica and the french actor. Before that, Monica waiting at the gynac.
The movie is shot in a manner, that you get a feel that everything is happening right in front of your eyes. As if you are going on with the happenings of the day and there is never a moment when you think, this is only a movie. That's the brilliance. There is a amazing continuity, I could not make out where does the camera stop rolling or where the editing would have taken place. The camera keeps moving, even from the present scene to the past the camera starts moving in a twirl and viewer is kept engaged constantly. A truly gripping movie!!! The element of suspense is created in the right sense. It is a very routine movie, if one narrates the story. That is guy loving gal, they go out, guy is too drunk, gal leaves him alone, she gets raped, the guy is mad, he finds out who the rapist is, he kills him, simple!! This is the story, but whoa!!! what execution. Truly marvellous!!! For Monica lovers, you get to see her in nude!! She looks amazing. But one thing is there, inspite of all the violence and the sex, one never feels it is out of place. It all seems so natural !!! I am in awe of the director. Great Work, Bravo!!!
Check it out, I am sure you too would love it, just like I did!

2006-03-01T21:36:00.000+05:30

On a lighter note - Tenjewberrymuds

2006-03-01T20:37:00.000+05:30

To get the full effect, this should be read aloud. You will understand what 'tenjewberrymuds' means by the end of the conversation. The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review:

Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."

Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."

RS: "Rye..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen??"

G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs."

RS: "Ow July den?"

G: "What??"

RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"

G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."

RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"

G: "Crisp will be fine."

RS : "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"

G: "What?"

RS:"An toes. July Sahn toes?"

G: "I don't think so."

RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"

G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."

RS: "Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"

G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."

RS: "We bodder?"

G: "No...just put the bodder on the side."

RS: "Wad?"

G: "I mean butter...just put it on the side."

RS: "Copy?"

G: "Excuse me?"

RS: "Copy...tea...meel?"

G: "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."

RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we bodder on sigh and copy....rye??"

G: "Whatever you say."

RS: "Tenjewberrymuds."

G : "You're very welcome."

Life as we know it

2006-02-25T17:58:00.000+05:30

Life force is a force which is so powerful, so overwhelming, that I certainly cannot let go of it. There are times of extreme depression and times of unstated joy and happiness. But like one of my favorite song says "Zindagi hai jo jeeye jaati hai!" (Life goes on!) I continue to walk the lane of living the life. What's makes me unhappy or sad really is question of what is undergoing in my life at that point. But it's sad or maybe a nice thing, I cannot be hung up on a sad mood for long. I dun know, maybe like the sun which rises everyday (atleast in India) inspite of the dark night being so strong, even such small things can bring me up from a bad mood. I think that if the sun is relentless in its duty of brighting things up, what is in the world wrong with me to be so sad and depressed.
There are problems and there are solutions. I cannot be part of the solution, I should not be part of the problem either. So when I carry my sulken face around, nobody cares a damn, what really is the matter. Everybody is concerned with their own problems and worries. If I am able to share or even lessen someone else's burden, fine, otherwise shut up and keep smiling and be nice. This are the kind of thoughts which are ruminating when I am on the verge of coming out of a bad mood. Like the sun on the verge of rising, I too try to break in my nice mood slowly and more patiently. Sun is my inspiration for the next couple of days. It gives me a unknown energy whenever I look at it. It works day in day out but nevertheless is able to brighten everyone's lives. Wonderful ideal for me!

Coming out of Gloominess !!

2006-02-24T12:14:00.000+05:30

How does one person who has gone into the hells of depression and frustration come out of it? The best way I can think of is, read or know about people who had suffered the same kinds of depression or maybe even worse. What this does is a unique subject of psychology study. Knowingly, unknowingly, consciously or unconsciously we do find it fascinating to read about a person's misfortunes or his tryst with destiny. Maybe we do find it comforting to know that we are a edge higher than some other frustrated souls out there. Thats all, for right now.

Raising the bar

2006-02-16T23:27:00.000+05:30

When I used to work in Tarapur, and was responsible for a hell lot of activities, I wondered about my college life, where my only task was to study well and get good marks. I used to be so happy, where I did not have to work my ass off, and then too see things were not much in my control. In studies, there was pretty much no tension, only one had to focus hard and study well and whoa, the results were there to show.
When I got back to college and studying, I thought back to my working experience in the factory, where I did not had to study for hours together, focus and focus only on one task. I could instruct people about certain tasks and just had to follow up from time to time. Well that was much easy than I sitting for hours together. I know what you are wondering, Well Dude, as they say, Grass is always greener on the other side of the field. In my case it is certainly true.
But thanks to my very hard working father and very focused and committed brother, I have started to raise the bar for myself. And that’s when the disappointment is accompanied. The principal problem in working the ass off and really depending on someone else to determine how good/bad you are is really frustrating. Well, I also know it is a part of life. We always have to have other person’s view on how good / bad we are, even in jobs they have the appraisals from time to time.
Lord Krishna, said the golden words, Do your deeds without thinking of the results, because you do not have a control on the results but on the deeds. Dear Lord Krishna, what if I have worked hard for my deeds and the results are not really comparable to my hard work, what should I do then?
Is it that I have raised the level of my expectations too much, or have I raised the bar too high? I really do not know what should be my approach to what I desire? I am not frustrated but disappointed. Maybe He would listen this time, and maybe the results are there to make my soul happy. Or maybe I would expect less.

Why I need a job ?

2006-02-11T18:23:00.000+05:30

Many people ask me, hey your dad has a factory, first of all why you need to do Degree but anyhow since you are doing Degree why are you sitting for companies, why do you need a job? You are taking someone else's chance. You are ruining someone else's career. How can you be so mean? Well this blog is certainly not my PR site, niether am I trying to do some damage control to my image or attempting some grace saving, but I would like to put my point across on record because I am tired of explaining my intentions and actions to anyone I meet.
Honestly, I like to admit (I had referred to it in my earlier post Connecting the Dots) that I entered into Diploma of Electrical Engineering purely on the insistence of my dad. I wanted to make him happy. And in the beginning like any other SSC passout I was naive and generally unaware of the potential of what I was learning or where I was going to be in the next say 5 yrs or 10 yrs down the line. I just kept on doing it for the sake of it and thanks to the high performing people around me I tried to just keep with them. I had wonderful eye-opening experiences in my Training at CG and subsequently in my final year. Life took a turn since then. I have tried to be more or less honest to my ambitions and what I want out of it.
After diploma I had the oppurtunity to degree, but I disapproved of doing it then for 2 reasons, 1) With my marks that year I would have got admission in some Vashi college & since travelling was out of question so I was keen on dropping it & 2) My dad had suffered from a 2nd heart attack, and everything at the works depended on me, so I had to take care of things and degree was certainly not on the top of my priorities. So, I worked without regretting my decision because the routine never allowed me to stop and reflect. However, next year, on a chance phone chat with a college buddy I came to know that the highest % getters in Diploma were near my %. I quickly came to Mumbai and went to my college and assessed my chances of getting into Degree. Again I went into Degree for principally two reasons. 1) Dad had found a senior guy (Ex. CG Guy) who could run the show in Boisar and niether dad or me had to be involved in day to day operations & 2) This was my only chance to finish off with a basic graduation degree. I felt never should in my life should I again feel that maybe if I would have just done that degree I would have had more confidence. And a basic graduation is a must anyways. So, I asked dad whether I should go ahead and try for getting admission. He was initially hesitant, but I assured him, only if I got it in SPCE would I do it. As the luck would have it, I indeed got into SPCE. But he was very clear, he said I want you to pass with the best marks and never ever should I feel that you were complacent. I have tried to do that, I know I have not performed on many occasions, but I like to feel that I have done a decent job uptil now.
So, now the final question, since my dad has the business setup why am I looking for a job, and taking away the other person's chance? Well, I do not want to be complacent & overconfident. Generally, what happens is that when you have a great support system, like in my case my dad's business, one tends to be relaxed, be complacent, does not really work hard, does not really strive to achieve more. And I want to be out of such a situation. I would to be UP there. So, I want myself to be compared with the best minds in the business, try my hand at going through the routines like any other engineer. It is true, I have been quite selective about the companies in which I am sitting, but it does not reflect my arrogance. But rather my focus on the supreme objective, and that is being recognised for competitiveness by companies who have a great HR in place, who select the best minds from around the globe, who take the trials of individuals day in and day out. I would like to be assessed by them, I want to know what am I worth in the marketplace. Even if I do not have a factory tommorrow, where is that I can look to. So the decision to get a job.
As far as taking someone else's chance is concerned, I think it is all bullshit. No one person can determine the fate of other. Everyone is on their own in this big bad world. No one can spoon feed other for long, niether one should live in a fantasy world, where they start believing they can do anything and noone is ever going to tell them anything. I cannot take anyone's chance even if I try to. The person has to be good. The guys who are assessing us are a lot smarter than we are. They are assessing on parameters we cannot even imagine. It is really on our own. If one is good, no matter how tough the competition he would survive. So that's that.
I think I have silenced many people's queries and their inquistiveness about my life and my actions.

We all are Naked

2006-02-09T23:20:00.000+05:30

I was reading a article in Time magazine about a woman who puts on stubble and pants and spends a year living, bowling and dating as a guy. What struck me most about this unusual experience was the final statement made by the experimenting lady, "I think men have been sort of forced to learn women's language, through the feminist movement, but women haven't seem to evince a curiosity in learning men's language. Men have ways of communicating that women don't understand. And we think, because it's not our way, that nothing is being said". I am always surprised and continue to be till this moment regarding the psychological differences that people are able to bring out between Men and Women.
Men are considered to be authoriative, dominating, stubborn, arrogant and pretty-much-want-my-way kinda people, which I somewhat like to disagree with. Women on the other side are considered to be more on the emotional side, more sensitive, more understanding to issues that are quite critical. For years there has been a bias and continues to be based on the same. Well, I do agree on certain issues we men are not so gung-ho like women, which can be good as well as bad. However, I believe and like to believe that their are no differences between the sexes. Let me give my reasons.
Men, unlike many believe are very insecure living beings. Throughout their lives they strive to achieve balance with either love, work, money, other material items or anything possible to remove that insecurity. How that insecurity breeds and creeps in is a question which can lead to different answers for different people. But, we too have the necessity of being accepted, being loved, being appreciated and being admired. The bottomline is "We all are naked !!".
By naked I do not mean physically naked (girls & boys dun start imagining the wrong things) but as far as the perceptions are concerned, as far as emotions and psyche is concerned, we all are stripped down to the utmost basic level and at that level we all are Naked. If we meet people and let go of all our biases say bias of Sex, Temperament, Color, Language, Appearance, Status and we try to delve deeper into the most fundamental level, that of the mind and heart of the person, we would see they are all the same as we are. There would be no differences irrespective what physical apperances may tend to say or geographical indifferences would try to project.
On numerous occassions we hear the usual complaints, 'I cannot understand her', 'He is too demanding', 'Sometimes I think I am living with a different person than the one I knew'. What is happening in this case? Obviously, we are not trying hard enough to understand that the other person is undergoing the same feeling as we are. We are conveniently placed in our world, we want to be cared for, pampered for and always desire attention like small babies, no matter how trivial the work is. We do not try to understand that every insecurity, every flaw of any human being is coming from the desire of being accepted and appreciated, be it a 2 month old baby or the 90 year old grandma. Even a baby if not cuddled enough, they say it can lead to its death within 48 hrs. The warmth, the love, the attention makes the child good enough to live and survive in this difficult world. At that point of time, our love for the child is unconditional, there is nothing which the child gives us but pure joy and delight. And we are happy to have just that.
But as we go on with our lives and as the child grows up, we burden it with our expectations and demands and then we see everything as changed. The relationship, the love, the beautiful feeling of being accepted and appreciated, all gone.
So, to summarize the thoughts of this post, please do not go into any relationship with any pre-notions or prejudice. Let you know the person inside out before even making a comment on the behaviour or character, and try to strip the person to his thoughts, his thought process and intentions behind any act. Because many times acts can be evil but intentions are not. Well, it certainly does not justify the evil act but nevertheless a person's true soul is hidden, try to reach that, and every person is Divine, Pure and Nice.
A small sanskrit verse,
Poornam-adah, poornam-idam, poor-nath poornam-udachyate.
Poor-nasya poornam-adaya, poornam-eva-va-sishyate.
That is full; this is full. The full comes out of the full.
Taking the full from the full, the full itself remains.
This verse expresses the mystery of creation. This universe comes forth from the Divine, yet the universe takes nothing from the Divine and adds nothing to It. Divine remains ever the same.

Romantic Adventures of A Idle Mind

2006-02-07T23:28:00.001+05:30

It’s all picture perfect: moonlit sky, shining stars, the soothing Kenny G music being played in the background and two people mad in love. Suddenly, it does not matter which color is the shirt or how short is the skirt, the love has transcended all material things. The feeling of liking each other is immense and nothing whatsoever could bypass that.
Guy: Oh, I just love the way you talk, the way you look. I try to look for you in every heroine of every movie I see, every lady that has ever walked the earth, I just love you so much, that I can live even without you …… I mean … cannot live without you!!! No, No Dun Misunderstand me, I was trying to say cannot live, not live without!!
Girl: First of all, you told me you would take me to the movies, or to a nice restaurant, we can have candle lit dinner, forget all that, you took me to that sad little dhaba near the juhu beach, sharam aati hai kya tumhe ?? Aur yeh sadi si jagah mein aakar duniya bhar ki ladkiyon ki baat karke bore kar rahe ho!!! Damn!!! Machar dekhe idhar!! Aur upar se yeh baas!!! God!!!, I am leaving. Tum baithe raho idar machar khane ke liye”.
Guy: Nahi, nahi meri baat to suno, tumari gift to lo, aaj Valentine’s Day, arey kahan jaa rahi ho??? Suno to sahi!!! Gayi, Yeh bhi Gayi. Saale, Rahul Style change karna padega varna koi bhi pategi hi nahi.
This is the untold adventures of a seemingly unromantic person. No, the person is not me, or somebody that I know of but you can say a figment of my imagination. We are so stressed out mentally and physically that only in our imaginations can we flirt with numerous girls and get ditched by the same. But, it is interesting to imagine situations which are absolutely weird and not actually possible but funny nonetheless. For example, I always have some decent amount of money with me, but as you all know no girlfriend to spend on. I have a car to loiter around but no one to loiter with. So, I imagine a situation whereby I dun have neither the money nor the car, but a girlfriend (which is true for most college romances, except maybe for the money part, somewhat) and I have to take her out for Valentine. So, what should I do?
Here’s my idea of a dream date, with a dream girl* (again imaginations are running wild!!!!) with no material comforts (like money, car, etc.) and other earthly requirements (nice clothes, good perfume, etc.).
* - Assumptions made are in-spite of non-availability of basic necessities like nice clothes, money, etc. the girl is hopelessly in love with me. (I know, its absolutely crazy lekin again I say ‘sochne mein kya jaata hai apna!!!’)
Main: Oh! sweety badi der ho gayi na. Actually dekho na, aaj meri gaadi kharab ho gayi. Phir gaadi thik karte karte, mere kapde gande ho gaye! Lekin mein bola aaj bhale kapde jaaye ya kuch bhi tumhe promise kiya hai, main mera vaada nahi tod sakta to chalte chalte aaya, mere joote phat ke chappal ho gaye, lekin mera pyaar tumhare liye ab bhi seeya hua hai, I mean zinda hai! Chalo bolo, kahan jaana hai. Arre! Yeh kya, mera wallet?? Mera wallet kidar gaya?? Oh! My god, wo aadmi par bharosa kiya aur usne hi dhoka diya!!
Woh: Kya Hua Darling?
Main: Arre, main jab gaadi thik kar raha tha tab ek bhai ko mera purse diya padakne ko, to usne mujhe wapas hi nahi diya!! Sorry sweety, I am so sorry. Mujhe Maaf kardo.
Woh: Koi baat nahi, Rahul tumhare khatir mein to ek hafta bath bhi nahi loongi, to yeh wallet, kapde, chappal kya cheez hai?
Main: Arre Baap re, kya baasi hai re!!
Woh: Kya kaha tumne?
Main: Nahi, nahi mein to apne aap se baat kar raha tha! Anywayz, kahan jaana hai?
Woh: Dekho, abhi hum Borivali Stn. par hai, hum Gorai jaaye ge
Main: Wow, Gorai Beach!!
Woh: Nahi, nahi gorai beach ke saamne dumping yard hai na, wahan. Wahan ki khushboo, meri saanson mein sama gayi hai, jab bhi mein tumhe milti hoon mujhe wo dumping yard ki yaad aati hai. Aaj usi dumping yard ke saamne, mera pyaar ka khule yard mein ishaar karna chahti hu!! So romantic, na???
Main: Saala, galat ladki ke picche pad gaya, mere ko to lagta hai Jamadar ki ladki hai!!! Bachao, Bachao!!!
Well, idhar hoti khatam this untimely ended story. I would try to edit it later, but for now, enjoy and imagine what was not said.
Till then.

Amigos. No, no. Adios.

2006-02-07T15:45:00.000+05:30

This is one of the few cars I am going to have in the next 10 years. Check it out !!!

Do what you love the money will follow !!!

2006-02-05T23:57:00.000+05:30

I have a book by the name "Do what you love, the money will follow !!".
Like the title itself says, there is no need to run after money. Money is bound to come to you if you enjoy what you do or rather love what you do.
It is very very difficult, in such trying times, to find such a thing. We are so tightly socially engrossed individuals, that on very few occassions, do we look within and try to find what is that which really excites me? What is the stuff that really fires me from inside ?
Well, I myself am excited by a lot of good things. I really intend to do it, but alas, have tied myself with activities which consume much of my time and energy, that I am unable to do what I love.
What is that I truly love doing ?
Well, it could be Writing, Acting, Working on new things, Studying (ok thats on some given rare occassions), Interacting with People, and scores of other things which are currently not on my mind right now, but I know I would love doing it if it came across.
The idea is to get really passionate about something you are doing. Carve a intense love and desire for the work which you have undertaken. Only when that intense love and passion is transformed towards your work only then would the outcome would be truly fruitful and satisfying. It is very difficult to find what one loves doing though.
The journey of discovery of love for doing a particular thing can be distressing and frustrating at times, because sometimes the love need not necessarily translate into a source of income or means of livelihood. However, the quest should be on. Because, the effort is really worth it. The love for the work is shown in the quality of the work, and the quality of work demands value. You would be considered worthwhile and truly passionate about that particular thing, and people would respect you for that (which is most important).
You no longer have to look at the watch for going home, every living moment is utilised and emphasized for the ever beautiful dream. It is a really a very fulfilling experience. No body pains ever seem to matter. No boundaries are really present. And no barriers to hold you back. You are the master of your domain.

So friends, remember one golden rule,

"DO what you love,

the MONEY will follow!!!"

Power of Feeds

2006-02-04T12:31:00.000+05:30

I had heard many times about RSS feeds, but was not too inclined to use it. Maybe, the reason being I did not know the power of feeds or the enormous information which it could bring on to the desktop. Thanks, to a friend who suggested that it is a nice way of staying connected to whats going on around the world without having the trouble of going through the papers, I have now indulged.
And I am impressed. Indeed, RSS feeds and RSS readers like Mozilla Thunderbird have revolutionalized the way we take our news or any such information.
But at the same time it is important to channelize the news and news items into proper categories. Like I said earlier, the overwhelming size of information can be tiring. Going through even petty news items can be frustrating if the information is not categorized properly.
However, a truly enriching experience.

PS: If you have links to interesting feeds or blogs do tell me !!

Pain

2006-02-01T16:04:00.000+05:30

I have read a truly wonderful story selected by my very able sister, which is really a heart touching one. Here’s the link http://blog.360.yahoo.com/blog-r5p6lnk5erS1Vw_ZCsaRj8q5SMc-?p=20
I am surely touched by this story. There is no moral or one does not necessarily have to delve into underlying message of the story, but it is a story well told. It displays the unstated pain; we can actually feel the helplessness of the central character. I think the movie Shaw shank Redemption was also based on this painful story.
It makes me wonder. What is about Pain that touches us so much? I do not believe that I am a terminally depressed person to get so much affected by such stories. But at the same time I am touched. Is it because I did not have any intense pain in my life? Seriously I don’t know.
I feel pain is an irreplaceable part of our lives. We can be jovial, we can be happy and gay but we cannot distance ourselves from pain. It is like our inner soul. It is always there; even when we are think we are happy, it is lurking around. And then the moment comes when it hits us hard. That’s when we realize, that it was never gone!!!
We never undergo therapy for being happy, but we do need one when we are in deep pain & remorse. Why so? Why is that intense pain leads us to do things which under normal circumstances we cannot imagine doing?
Any ways I am short of words and thoughts at this moment. And like many of my other posts this one too has turned out to be a gross disconnect between what I intended and what I have written. So leaving when I think it is best.

Future of Technology

2006-01-29T22:59:00.000+05:30

A famous scientist in the early 1900’s commented “All that ever could be invented is invented.” After 100 odd years & innumerable inventions & innovations, can we say the same? The present seems good and potent at the same time we are optimistic regarding the future and the promise it holds. It is indeed very fascinating to think what the future beholds in terms of technological advancements or enhancements.
My imagination is certainly jumping in leaps and bounds when I think of the future and the devices I might be using. Devices which would be as common and simple as Cell phones / Computers, which we are so used to right now. One of the devices which comes to my mind every now and then is Brotent (no it’s not a species of rodents)

Brotent (Brain + Potent): - This is a device intended to release the potential of every individual’s brain. The basic idea behind this device is that every brain would be mapped and connected to a portable device; say a size of cell phone or ipod nano. What would happen then? Well, every thought, every word would be recorded & simultaneously lodged in a word processing software. Every image would be loaded / reprocessed in an image processing software & every imagination / visualization say of an idea / drawing would be recreated in a software such as AutoCAD / Inventor / 3D Studio Max. Not only would these softwares would be able to recreate the energy of every neuron but also send them to the desired location at that too at the speed of thought.
Truly I feel there would be no bias as regards to smart & dull people. Everyone would be judged on level playing ground. However, one thing is for sure. Clarity of thought process and focused thinking would lead to superior results on the device.

Ok, Ok, I know it was way too much forward thinking, but I hope with the increasing work on biotech, there is really a chance of invention of an ultra-small mapping device. It would be one of the most amazing wonders of man’s various inventions.

I hope such a invention is possible in my lifetime!!!!

Untold Laws ...........

2006-01-28T17:25:00.000+05:30

Variation Law:
If you change queues, the one you have left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.

Law of the Telephone:
When you dial a wrong number, you never get an engaged one.

Law of Mechanical Repair:
After your hands become coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch.

Law of the Workshop:
Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.

Law of the Alibi:
If you tell the boss you were late for work because you had a flat tyre, the next morning you will have a flat tyre.

Bath THEOREM:
When the body is immersed in water, the telephone rings.

LAW OF CLOSE ENCOUNTERS:
The probability of meeting someone you know increases when you are with someone you don't want to be seen with.

LAW of the RESULT:
When you try to prove to someone that a machine won't work, it will.

LAW OF BIO-MECHANICS:
The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the reach.

THEATER RULE:
At any event, the people whose seats are furthest from the aisle arrive last.

LAW OF COFFEE:
As soon as you sit down to a cup of hot coffee, your boss will ask you to do something which will last until the coffee is cold.

Down ......... but not out !!!!!

2006-01-28T12:36:00.000+05:30

There is this one dialogue from the movie Rang de Basanti that I am just not able to take out of my mind. The dialogue is “Ek pare past mein, ek pare future mein aur aaj mein muth rahhe hain !!! (i.e., One foot in the past, one foot in the future and pissing on our present). I reckon that pretty much sums up the situation or the kind of thought process which is visible in our generation. At least it is true for me.
In retrospection & deep introspection I feel there is a certain sense of casualness, I go about things. I have stopped being too much serious about anything. There has never been a cause or reason of living. I do things maybe because I have to do not because I want to do. What is my passion? What would I love doing? How can I reach there?
I feel everything, which I maybe proud of right now but which was achieved in the past, was due to my ability to just start and do it. I had initiated my body building once & I am surprised at my sincerity with which I did for 3 months. I made many friends everywhere I went, be it in my school, indo-american chamber of commerce, diploma, computer classes, Crompton Greaves, SPCE, everywhere. In spite of that I am lonely. Maybe because I was too lazy to call them once in a while and say a simple hello. Maybe I am good at making friends but bad at maintaining them. So, in spite of having loads of friends during my lifetime, I have nothing more to say about them but they are mere acquaintances. So, I maybe am proud of my ability of making friends quickly but alas not proud of the fact that none are around me.
The past has taught me invaluable lessons, given me unforgettable moments to cherish and has provided infinite opportunities to showcase to the world what I am capable of. I am more than obliged to God and His infinite power for giving me a wonderful life, a delightful family and no pains and trouble what so ever. In a way I do feel there were various occasions on which I was successful and did something useful and contribute in a positive way. But summing the situation right now for the past, I have largely underutilized my potential. I started out after 10th Standard, thinking that whatever I do in life, I would not regret it later. And at this stage, I definitely regret a lot of things which I did. Is it right?
At the same time I am a dreamer, an eternal optimist, try to see the positive of worst of things. So I go to the future, think about it. Feel proud about my past achievements and think ‘in the future it would only amplify’. Forgetting the fact that what I have in hand is the present, the future is neither in my hands and nothing of the past could ever be changed. But, the dreamer I am, I keep thinking that the problems and issues bothering me would automatically vanish and so I simply kill time. I have turned out to be the Eternal Procrastinator. I simply lack the focus and the determination right now to do anything big and royal in my life.

So here I am summarizing my present life situation,
“One foot in the past,
One foot in the future,
So Here I am friends,
Pissing on my present”

But rise I will one day !!!!

Alive ..... Ab Hindi Mein !!

2006-01-25T20:37:00.000+05:30

Well today I saw the movie Zinda. Going by the rave reviews from various newspapers and some of my college buddies, I decided to take the risk and watch this Sanjay Gupta movie. And Boy o Boy !!!!
This movie sucked big time. Right from the time of Ram Shastra (a forgettable Jackie Shroff, Anupam Kher, Manisha Koirala starrer) which was also directed by Sanjay Gupta I knew this guy was capable of doing splendid camera work but alas no work on story, script or even the movie. Except Kaante which too was very boring after the bank robbery, there are no movies which are worth a mention. Criminal waste of money.
The humour of the movie lies in the utmost stupidity. Imagine, Sanjay Dutt is taking off Raj Zutshi's Teeth and after removing the front upper n lower layers, the victim gleefully tells who orders the deal (saale, ek daath toota tabhi bolna chahiye na !!). Later again in the climax when Sanjay Dutt asks him where his daughter is? only after his hand is cut off from the body does he say "Upar". Really really stupid stuff. No application of mind whatsoever.
The movie is 2 hrs flat (sach mein jeb flat ho gaya) & John Abraham looks dull like always. I dun know what gals find him attractive for. He looks like he has not had a decent bath for months or a decent shave for days. God, the choice gals make.
The only bearable aspect was Lara. She was gorgeous. But underused. Wanted to see more of her inside stuff (no puns intended). The other good aspect was the minimal use of Celina Jaitley (yea, i know she is more gorgeous but no energy at all, maha thakeli !!!).
The only recommendation I would give is
"Reviews mein mat jao,
apni akal lagao,
agar Sanjay Gupta ki picture ho,
to sirf TV par dekh ne aao"

Women

2006-01-24T22:19:00.000+05:30

Well today let’s delve into a topic which is not usually discussed in any of our Blogs. That is women and the techniques to woo them & keep them interested. Well, there are no golden rules to attract a lady to oneself neither is there any particular secret of keeping her interested no matter how boring / irritating / ugly looking the concerned person is. But there are some basic things which are important irrespective of the physical attributes. I do not have experience regarding the same but this is my point of view.

Eye Contact: - Well this is an important thing to carry out in case you are interested in any girl. Eye contact has many advantages. It conveys that you are a genuine person, confident of yourself and self assured. Every girl likes a guy with the above traits. It is important there is sufficient eye contact and you glance away casually, DO NOT stare. Eye contact should be maintained while the other party is doing so and it should be stopped once the other person has turned away.
Be Natural: - It is natural to manipulate the way we behave and act in front of girls. However, the best way to make a girl fall for you is to be yourself. Because constant manipulating of oneself is like storing negative energy and one day when the girl knows of the real person, the relation is mostly likely to turn sour. It is necessary not to project something which is not the real you. This rule applies for taking the first step as well (i.e., talking to her, etc.). So, be yourself, be natural and the things would fall in place.
Listening: - Once the initial hurdles are cleared, of introducing and talking on a regular basis, the important point comes. It is now of utmost importance that you act as a sounding board for the person. The other person should have a friend, a good listener. Not one who is staring like he has not seen girls for ages. Listen to what she says and give some feedback / response to prove that you are listening. This is one of the best selling points for even the worst guys (and I also include total losers, no looks, no personality, no attributes to be considered as attractive). Listen, give feedback and the best of gals are yours.
Patience: - Patience is very important in a relationship. In many cases it is a deciding factor in making or breaking a relationship. Patience with temperaments is extremely testing. But patience is what makes the relationship work in the long run. Well generally one partner has to show more patience than the other, but it is worth the effort to make any relation work. Patience has to be exercised on a continual basis and by each partner.

So this is some of points I felt were important to make any relationship successful. These were strictly my point of views. You are free to disagree and argue I dun mind. However, this is a beginner’s guide to enter the world of tricky relations.

What's Inside ?

2006-01-23T18:48:00.000+05:30

Well I have been quite busy (for a change) for the past two weeks. The reason being preparations for Elecrama (the brochures, catalogues, banners and other promotional stuff) and my presence at the Elecrama stall itself. To say the least, I had a wonderful experience.
The last time I took part in the Elecrama exhibition on behalf of my company was in the year 2002, when I was also a inplant trainee at my works. At that time too the experience was an eye opener. Memories of the last Elecrama was, standing in a tie and talking to customers on how effectively we could serve them. It was tiring but exciting.
This time around I had a nice time interacting with a lot of foreigners. I observed that their perceptions have undergone a sea change since 2002. Maybe because India too is gaining a reputation in the field of manufacturing & it is one of the fastest growing economies of the world. The good thing I like about them is they seldom have prejudice. They dun take anything at face value. They inquire, ask the right questions and based on the answers they put their opinions. They certainly have more open minds. Whether the person is Black or White, Fluent in English or not they make an effort to understand "What's Inside !!!" They are inquisite and interested on what the person is trying to say rather than what he is saying.
On the other hand, I feel we Indians take everything on face value. If a company has 3 guys walking in Suits or Blazers, looking important, having a attitude, answering some questions keeping many others unanswered, then the person certainly seems to be of a big company. We see more on how he talks it rather what he is talking.
Also there were certain experiences which have left a deep mark on me as a person. I have changed dramatically by that experience which unfortunately I would not be able to share with you. However, there were dramatic moments of highs and lows during the last 2 weeks. Believe it or not, for the first time in a long long time I cried, because of intense pain in my heart. However, the bygone days like always have given me some unforgettable lessons and memories. I hope to cherish the same for the rest of my life.

With dreams in my eyes I do sleep tonight,
Hoping there would be finally be sunlight,
When there would be growth all around,
And our Company would be shining the brightest in the Ground,
So Help me God and give me strength,
To step up and reach that extra length.

Live it up in Life

2006-01-14T18:43:00.000+05:30

I know I may not be the coolest dude along but certainly I have my days. Some times I just let my hair go back and admire myself in the mirror (which I reckon everyone does irrespective of anything).
There are no pictures of beautiful girls trying to seduce or any lovey dovey scenes. So, I would like to start the picture taking adventure by posting a picture of none other than the Man Himself.
Let me know what you think of this pic.

PS: Irrespective of your opinion I feel this picture of mine Rocks !!!

Nice Dissection

2006-01-11T09:43:00.000+05:30

This is one of the funny things I read in today’s Brand Equity (a part of Economics Times Newspaper). The author has carefully dissected the Hyundai Getz Ad Featuring Sania Mirza. Here is what he has to say regarding the ad.

“Having acquired Sania Mirza, they have felt compelled to put in a tennis court. And though it’s in the middle of nowhere, it creates an opportunity to show her driving around it mindlessly. At the end, giving a strange twist to the English language, she asks, “I drive a Getz. What drives you?” All I can say is “I eat pineapples. What eats her?”

A Brilliant & Absolutely Hilarious dissection.

Candor : Adding Spice to Life

2006-01-05T07:41:00.000+05:30

Candor means Frankness or sincerity of expression; openness.
Well, Candor is an instigation of fiery discussions, it questions beliefs, it dishevels the original idea of the opposing person and suddenly there is an effort to understand things from a new level. Candor is nothing but important for a person to go ahead and succeed in the fast exciting world.
We throughout our lives are conditioned to tell other people what they like to hear, whether it is the truth or not, it does not matter. And suddenly, we come across a person who is nothing but frank enough to tell it on our face, the harsh reality and we are caught unawares, unguarded. The wonderful feeling of staying in the comfort zone is suddenly eroded and there we are trying to understand, what is that we really stand for? Are we sure we have understood everything that had to be understood?
What makes Candor interesting as a trait is the attention it gives to the person. A candid person is more likely to be hated, also more likely to be respected, there is air of defiance in the very way of conducting things. At the same time a candor person walking in any public meeting is likely to be ignored at the same to be discussed. What is the best outcome is there is discussion of the thoughts which were raised by the candor person. That is important. We as normal individuals just like to keep issues pending till they are solved by themselves, but thanks to the instigation of candid people we have to get it done, through the painstaking process of working.
Peter Drucker, A Renowned Management Thinker, Jack Welch, The Most Criticized & Respected CEO of a American Company GE, Swaminathan Aiyar, A respected economist and nationalist thinker & journalist and last but not the least Rohit Bhute, a astute engineer, a keen student.
All this people are the best examples I can think of who show the essence of candor. They add spice to our lives and to our way of thinking.
So, you want to add spice to your lives as well, Add Candor.

New Year, Flashback and other Stupid Blah Blah Blah !!!

2005-12-31T12:47:00.000+05:30

I never am able to remember, what really happened in the year that has gone by. Many times when I read the articles which shows who were the Winners & Losers of the bygone year, I wonder whether, all this things happened in this year itself. I seem to lose track of time, I even dun seem to recollect at many times, how old am I? Thanks to the date keepers, who managed to lodge the date and time of my birth, I know I am 4 months short of my 23 rd b'day or is it the 24th? Ne wayz, I never had any big parties on the New Year's Eve for I dunno how many years!! I dun know, but what is the big heck in enjoying for a year going by and a new year coming in! The days are same or more emphatically putting more worse (considering the poor condition of roads, increasing pollution and other living hazards). I dun booze neither I smoke, is it end of world for me??? I guess not! Becoz I still exist. For many it is like having a life!!! Whaaaaa??? Does having a life imply boozing and smoking, or dancing in the hippest dance clubs with the stupidest of babes? There seems to be a gross disconnect between me and the "u"th culture surrounding me. It is not that I make the best use of time; I never ever am able to do that! But somehow, I cannot visualize myself dancing the night away in darkness with lots of booze and smoke and then holding my head the next morning out of pain and regrets. What is my idea of a having a good time then? I feel having a good laugh with a couple of friends is having a good time, lazing around in the park with absolutely no thoughts, no worries, no anxieties is having a good time, having a nice movie DVD with great food and also occasional treats of ice cream is having a good time. I know this is way too archaic for today's times. But different people, different sensibilities. Cannot change what I like and would love to do!So what am I doing tonite? Well, considering the lacuna of sleep, I may just doze off through the New Year's Eve, and greet the New Year Morning Sun. I am sure not many people would be awake at that time!!! If they are, then maybe they did not sleep at all!For all you party people, Enjoy and have a Rocking (whatever that means) Time!!! Let the New Year bring all that you yearned for, with smiles on your face.

Kong is King ???

2005-12-22T22:15:00.000+05:30

I did not have the priviledge to see the Lord of the Rings, Trilogy in the theater. At that point of time I was simply not interested in knowing about the great epic written by J R R Tolkien. I had the book at home, and had thought to watch the movie after reading the book. However, as luck would have it, my brother brought the unedited DVD of LOTR - I and theatrical version of LOTR - II, before I read the book. I ignored the DVDs for a pretty long time, until one day.
The day I saw the first part, I wanted more. I could not wait. I was thrilled, I was amazed. So, the next day I came back from college and watched the second part. It's even more exciting. I cannot wait. I want to know what's next ? So since I had bunked the classes and come home early in the afternoon, I had sufficient time to watch the third part. So I ordered it and there I was, watched all the three parts within 24 hours. And one thing came to my mind again and again and that was "What a fool I was that I missed the oppurtunity to watch this movie in the theaters !!!"
The LOTR, is a splendid trilogy, one of the greatest and grandest of all times. One of the best works is the splendid exploitation of New Zealand's Scenic Wonders. The camera work, the cinematography, the angles, amazing !!!! Peter Jackson is one of the truly talented, visionary directors of our times. I rate him much higher than George Lucas, who is accredited with bigger achievements. The reason is, unlike George Lucas, who is too goofed up with the technology and creating things that the essence is lost, Peter tells a story so wonderfully, it touches a chord within.
If the LOTR was the story of good v/s evil, King Kong is a romantic thriller. Well I know you must be wondering, what is this guy saying "Romantic ?????" Well, to your surprise, it is !!! The time I came to know that King Kong was directed by Sir Peter Jackson, I was keen on going to watch it. I got the best seats (cushion seats) to enjoy a movie which truly comes once in a lifetime.
King Kong has everything any sci-flick has given us. Huge Apes, Bigger Dinosaurs, Carnivorous Dinosaurs, Slimy Creatures, Ugly Natives, Scenic Views. I mean its like watching 10 movies at the price of 1. Really excellent worth of money. There is not much of a plot which requires explanation, but two things stand out. The beauty of the female lead, Naomi Watts(she indeed looks very serene, divine, no wonder the ape falls for her) and the direction of Sir Peter Jackson.
The emotion of Kong for his love for the woman is breath taking. I mean it really moves you. Suddenly, you start liking the 25 foot 8 th wonder of the world, who pounds the chest a little too much, and tries to scare you with no intimation at all. But all very entertaining.
And there is a interesting thing which I would like to add. The facial artist who gave the emotions to King Kong in this movie, and to Smeagol / Gollum in LOTR (the slimy little creature) was Andy Serkis, a brilliant actor and born on the 20th of April. Well whats interesting ?? He shares his birthday with ME !!!! Thats interesting !!!
Any way there is one more thought which is very disturbing. I feel Kong may also been a Queen, coz from all angles I did not see anything dangling or any thing upright, even when he's holding his babe. I mean is this not a female gorilla ??? I hope this movie is a sign for the lesbian protagonist.
Anywayz, enjoyed the movie and delighted to inform everyone. Dun miss the oppurtunity.

Wandering Thoughts of an Idle Mind - I

2005-12-21T22:20:00.000+05:30

We, in our everyday lives are so busy living the routine that it becomes difficult to stop and introspect, on what is going on in our lives? And, suddenly one fine day you are down, you are sick, you are ill, unable to attend the daily chores but find yourself in one corner of the house, trying to kill time (which usually is running faster).
Since the last couple of days, I have been undergoing the same feeling. After endless hours of hearing music, watching TV, surfing the net, reading some stuff, the mind still keeps thinking (the thoughts are keen on being blogged!!).
In the silent moments of introspection and wandering thoughts of the isolated mind, there is an overwhelming desire to understand what we are trying to achieve anyway. Are we happy with what has turned up in life so far? What else we desire? What else do we need? How we going to get that? Many answers to these questions are understood to be known but on a deeper thought would only lead to empty truths, and that is, we are unaware!!
We are unaware of what we really aspire to be? How we going to achieve that ultimate goal? What are the values and kind of principles we are going to keep intact while achieving the goals?
Now this is the part I hate the most, I really have missed out what I intended to write. Since, I do not have a device, which can directly blog from what I am thinking, I think I am going to leave this post here at this point, and continue in various part series.
Because the mind does wander a lot!!!!!

Broken Clouds

2005-12-17T18:24:00.000+05:30

Broken Clouds
Originally uploaded by haridas_dave.

This is the photo I am kinda proud of. Clicked it with my Nokia 6260 1.2 M Pixel Camera. The clarity is not exactly what one desires, but I like the view. It looks lovely to me. I intend to capture more scenes like this and bring forth to you guys.
Till Then,
Ciao.

Taste of Editing.

2005-12-14T16:53:00.000+05:30

This is the letter I had posted on the Mumbai Mirror Blog,

There are certain issues that are always plaguing our society, but we are too busy, to address them and simply like to go about doing our work, and suffer on a daily basis. I like to call everybody's attention to the extremely slow process, of I dun know who the BMC, the MMRDA or any other govt. agency, who is assigned the work of digging the roads, do some petty work and closing it up. The entire process is painstakingly slow and pathetic (to say the least). I stay at 7 Bunglows and got my office at Andheri - (W), near the Andheri Sports Complex, hardly 10 mins drive. However, due to the divider which have to fixed since the 26/7 floods and the roads which are dug on every alternate side, the situation is very dismal, I reach office after 30 mins or so !! The things I can't understand, if they dun believe in project management, let it be simple common sense management. They dig up all the roads, at the same time, and do work in small sections. Man !! open some section, finish it and start the next part or if you are opening the entire thing, employ more men, more machines, more lighting equipment, work day and night and get the job done in 2-3 days max. Instead, the work goes on for 15 days or sometimes even to the extent of 1 month. So what are the implications of these actions? The immediate implication, as I can see it, is the increase in traffic jam. The more the traffic jam, the more cars would be held up and more consumption of petrol / diesel would take, leading to more import of precious oils and subsequently a trade deficit to the country. Even allocating 1% of that total deficit to the quick execution of projects can substantially reduce effects of such poor work. I hope there is some credibility at the institution level to execute the projects quickly and see that there is the least amount of trouble to the already troubled Mumbaikars.

And this is the edited version which appeared in the 13th Dec. Issue of Mumbai Mirror under the heading Rocky Roads, in the city section.

Rocky roads

That any government work is painfully slow is clear as day. One example is the digging of roads that results in choking traffic snarls.

I stay at Seven Bungalows and my office is near Andheri Sports Complex - a 10 minute drive. However, due to the divider which has been plonked after the July 26 floods and the roads which are dug on every side, the situation is horrendous. As a result, it takes me 30 minutes to reach the office. Forget project management, there isn’t even common sense management at work here. My humble query: Why do they dig up the entire road first and then carry out work in small sections? Why can’t they work in a small stretch, finish it and move on? Because of the faulty method, the road work goes on 15 days and in some cases, even a month. And what are the implications? Traffic jams, increased consumption of petrol/diesel and higher pollution.

Mumbaikars aren’t exactly proud of the city’s roads. The least the authorities can do is to ensure that the citizens aren’t troubled further.

- Haridas Dave hgdave@gmail.com

So, this is it. Got my first taste of editing. But I think I was able to put the idea across. So guys, tell me which one you like better considering the relative inexperience I have in the world of writing.

Perserverance and Capability

2005-12-11T10:54:00.000+05:30

Sachin got his 35th hundred on 10th Dec. 2005 one year after his 34th hundred and after 16 years since he debuted. He has been the prodigious son of India. At 5'4" he is not intimidating and with a weak voice not threatening as well, but he seems to instill fear, because of the capability of doing what he does best, that is playing cricket, not batting, not bowling but cricket. I have not been his biggest fan, or in awe of him, I niether am too excited to go and see his matches nor I am too keen to meet him, but I do respect him.
I respect him, not because he has reached a milestone in both forms of cricket, broke records, has consistently performed and remained to sustain for 16 years, but for different reasons altogether. I respect because he has survived. I believe, above his capability to be aggressive as well as keep a straight face about the same, there are some more facets to his personality.
I was reading a article in the Mumbai Mirror, today where he said, his coach used to make him bat all day and afterwards, in the evening with all padded up would make them run around the ground. That makes me wonder, whether it is only his capability that have taken him so far. I feel his perserverance has a lot to do with his success than capability alone. History has umpteen examples wherein men have achieved greatness not by capability alone but with perserverance.
Euler at the age of 55 turned blind but recorded / published his best works after he was blind. Everyone knows about Edison and his famous quote "99% Perspiration & 1% Inspiration." After a certain level, it does not matter how talented one is or capable of accomplishing things, if he is not able to apply himself for a certain amount and patiently work towards the goal, the goal is never to be achieved. Lack of capability is not a hurdle but the lack of patiently working can be a big drawback in a world where people judge only by your success and achievements. Success may elude you for some time and the idea of working silently and patiently towards the goal would seem to be the craziest idea ever, but it pays off.
I thank you Sachin, for reaffirming this belief and that is consistent hard work. I know I am not one of the best in what I am doing right now, but your perserverance and subsequent achievements have shown a new direction to me.
I have taken lessons from you for life. For your career, keep on performing, inspiring and influencing millions of young minds to achieve success by sheer hardwork and consistent, patient application of mind, body and soul.
May God bless you with all His divinity.

Living in a fantasy world !!!

2005-12-09T09:22:00.000+05:30

On asked to Bill Gates regarding the future of the PC, he answered, in future "You can have multiple PCs, you can have many phones, you can have your car, you can have your watch, and yet all of them are working on your behalf and your schedule shows up, your contacts show up. So the software equally is going to cross network device that is going to work on your behalf". To this I would like to comment something Sir.
I have been using the software and the new technology for 7 years now, and I can't remember a single instance where the software is working in my behalf. I have to keep learning new things and new technologies in order to keep up with the software. Our already hectic life is thanks to the software. With all the interesting things coming up and we essentially being of the same "version", with the limited amount of time, we have to do a lot of things compared to even 5 years before. I can very well see, that in future, thanks to software, our lives are gonna even more hectic. For example, Microsoft, grandly announces the voice recognition software, so we don't have to type but the talking is enough. But we have to voice train the software. And voice training for hours and hours in order that the stupid software is able to understand us. And suddenly tommorrow your hard drive crashed due to a virus and you at ground zero.
With already my eyes version changing from "-0.5" to "-0.75", I know life gonna be worst down the line. With cell phones reducing the sperms and god knows what about the other emission and radiations of the devices, I am definitely not excited about the new things taking place. Already I feel out of place when kiddies around me are talking of latest PS2 or XBOX games.
I will be happy if, like in Engineering, I manage to cross the magical figure of 40 without much health related problems. Some day, I would show you even my Beta Version (Beta = Son in Hindi).
Till then, have a great time while you are away from the software wonders.

Dil Cheez Kya Hai !!!

2005-12-06T19:28:00.000+05:30

Yeh Pyar Kya hota hai, dil kis chidiya ka naam hai ??? Aksar mere dil mein yeh khayal aata tha !!! Jabi koi haseen ladki se milti nazar to aisa lagta tha, ke kahi yeh woh to nahi !!! I know you may be thinking, kya yeh Dil Chahta Hai ka Saif jaisa to nahi hai. Well I dun fall in love with every girl I talk to or interact with or find beautiful, par kya kare mera mann chanchal hai !!! Well when I see some haseen kudi I can't stop but thinking about the things I would say and do, if she was with me !!! Huh, Wishful thinking ??? Haan .
I saw that girl again and God help me, I m feeling of having weak knees. I go numb whenever i see her, no words come to mind, all which I had thought carefully through again and again. Kabhi Kabhi sochta hu itna mehnat padaai mein ki hoti to top marta !!!! Anyways, pyaar ishq mohabbat maine iska naam liya aur mere ko yeh kya hua bhai !!!
Somebody help !!!!

'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says

2005-12-04T18:58:00.000+05:30

'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says
This is the post I was talking about. Hope u guys like it as much as I did. Wanna hear some comments on this.

Nature's Lessons

2005-12-01T13:47:00.000+05:30

Today I was reading a Article in IEEE Spectrum, wherein they are studying the fly (yes I mean the annoying housefly) to improve flight dynamics and think of means of a better control. I had read somewhere, on how they are studying the ant and their techniques in sensing, finding and then eventually bringing the food into their desired locations. I dun remember on what application they were studying but I suppose it was to improve upon, any kind of search operation and data acquistion.
What I find interesting to talk about is that, after all this years of progressing without giving the slightest thought to whether the development is sustainable or not, we are now looking towards nature to solve our complex life. So, now thankfully, the engineers who were holding no regard for nature and their existence would now enthusiatically vie for the sustainence of the same, in order to understand more mysteries that the nature beholds and provide better solutions to existing problems.
There is a big picture at the entry of my home saying, "Nature can teach what your mother cannot", never really understood the significance of the statement, but now I do. And hopefully many engineers around the world too.

Experiment

2005-11-30T17:40:00.000+05:30

This is a experiment to see whether I am able to post the messages through email. Not much interesting stuff to write other than I have wasted a entire day, not studying, not eating, not watching TV, not sitting on the net and definitely not thinking.

Connecting the dots

2005-11-29T15:56:00.000+05:30

The day before the exam, unlike my peers, I was not studying, rather I was reading a article on the address given by Steve Jobs to the students of University of Stanford on their commencement of courses. I will try putting up the link as soon as i find it, meanwhile I will try telling a part which touched me a lot.
He said, the things that happen (good or bad) happen due to some reason, which obviously we are not able to see, but eventually say after 5 or 10 years it all makes sense. He dropped out of college to take calligraphy classes, it did not make sense then, but after 5 to 6 yrs, he used it to make the display of Apple Mac more aesthetic and visually appealing. He was fired from the company he started only to start a new firm which did some excellent work in the world of multimedia, i.e., Pixar. According to him, we are able to connect the dots only after a period of time has gone by and we are able to retrospect with open mind and soul.
Reading his thoughts made me think, about my short life. And truly, I feel that in many ways my many dots are connected. Throughout my schooling, I dun remember slogging too much to have nice grades and good ranks. However, I did get the same in my final yr, SSC with relative ease. I dun know how. I had got decent percentage, good enough to give me admission in a nice college like Mithibai. The same day of results, I got the form without standing in long lines. The next day however, naively I went and submitted the form in Open Category, and thinking that I had submitted in Vernacular i.e., Gujarati Quota (Mithibai has 50% Gujarati Quota). When the admission lists were out, my name was nowhere in the Gujarati Quota list, as well as in the Open Category. After 3 lists, I was frustrated, and took admission in Bhavans. One day I returned from the movie Titanic, and my friend called me to tell me that the 4th list was out on that day and my name was there. The next day I rushed to the college, but to no avail. They did not agree under any circumstances.
I was not too keen on studying in Bhavans because my bro and sis had studied there and they did not recommend it to me. So, I was thinking like "Hell !!! even after getting good marks, I have to suffer all this !!!" Then Dad came up with the idea that I should do Diploma in Bhagubhai and then after Diploma, go to UK and complete BE in a yr, like his friend's son had done. So there I was to please my Dad, into Diploma. The criteria, which I entered for choice of branch was 1. Computer Engg; 2. Electronics Engg; 3. Electrical Engg.
With my marks they did not find me eligible for the first 2, so here I was doing Diploma in Electrical Engg. There were many times and moments when I felt what I was doing, why I was doing. It just did not make sense to me, and the results were pretty much showing that. I was just being an extension of School days, with minimal effort of learning things my important years were going by fast. To tell you the fact, I understood the importance of Engineering only in the sixth sem, when I was for inplant training in Crompton Greaves. Everyday my friends like Rushi and Ajay would ask questions, brainstorm and then I would feel like a fool. At that moment I knew that the things which they were wondering about was coverd in our previous sems. but with the casual attitude, I never took things that seriously. I made a promise to myself, that I would make a small effort to not to muck things up but try to understand as far as possible. I do not know how far I have succedeed in my effort, but certainly I feel I have come to understand a lot of things now which were even done in Diploma.
Again when I passed out of Diploma I again got a good %, but my inclination was more towards work in my factory and a concern for my father's health. So I did not take up the full time forms but instead thought of doing part time degree from SPCE. I did take up the part time forms and filled it, but due to my work commitments in Boisar I could not submit it on time. I was a day late. And our great SP and PG who were incharge of the part time placements strictly denied me. They told they did not care about anything, I should have been there the other day to get admission. And boom, there I was again with my life looking blank.
One year later, I came to know that the years Diploma results were not too good and the highest were only 85% whereas I had 84%. So i thought of giving it a try. So I tried and fortunately I did get in the college in which I intended.
Now at the middle of next year when I graduate, after such long waiting, (next yr would be my 8th yr since SSC) I finally feel that every single experience, every single lesson learned, every single moment of education were all necessary for my life. I feel blessed and there is a strange feeling of peace with myself.
Like the bad guy in "Ab Tak Chhappan" says "Kismat ke saath koi khilwaad nahi kiya, jo hua hone diya !!!" Its nice to feel I have connected the dots of my life (so far).
Waiting for the next adventure called Life !!!!

Its the time to ............................... Forget Disco!!!!!!

2005-11-13T19:30:00.000+05:30

So, the time has come to study. Study Study !!!!!! All the people calling out from all directions. RElaxation and thinking about other things, like TV, Music, Internet and especially Blogging is a Absolute Taboo. Unlike, Bhute who has absolutely refrained from his blogs, since I dun know when, it is difficult for me to step back from something which I am addicted to !!!! I still remember the years of school when I was addicted to Video Games, that time games like Top Gear, Mario by Ninetendo were path breaking games. So intense was the addiction, that I used to bunk school by conveniently getting unwell and then steal money and play games. My smart dad however, got the better of me and caught me playing video game, at the local parlour. Since then, it had been difficult to come out of the addiction, but slowly and surely due to Dad's Strict behaviour, I had managed to achieve it. Since that time, one thing I am very sure about and that is once addicted only God or Dad can save me !!!! So, my point was, I am addicted to this Blogging thing, lately of course. So cannot think ne thing else but about it.
Hope I am out of this addiction, let it be temporary, and get addicted to studies.
Please god, help me out.
Till the next blog, I am praying to god, to keep me out of blogging action till the exams are over.
I know, there wouldn't be any comments, till the next month, because I know you guys are really studying your ass off !!!!!
Ne ways, keep up the good work. SPCE needs toppers in University from Electrical.
Chalo Phir.
Pacchi Madsu. (See Ya later in Gujrati).

Money Money Money, its so funny

2005-11-10T11:36:00.000+05:30

For people who know me personally, you must be wondering, Yeh kya ho gaya isko ?? Sab jagah ads ads !!! pagal to nahi ho gaya !!! Well as they say Money makes the world go round. Ever since I was into the cyber world I thought of making money by putting ads, my first website (whose url is not known to me now) had ads of amazon, cd now and what not. Never earned anything out of it because, nobody ever visited my site lol !!!!
Nowadays, the things have improved. I dun have to sign up with 10s of affiliate programs, google very well takes care of that. it puts ads according to the content which I have posted on the blog. And for the first time in a long long time I am earning independantly. It is not much, after much slogging, i.e., after 3 months of full time existence on the blog I have managed to earn a miniscule $0.96. HAHAHAHa!!!! But there is no pains as such. Because, i know what to do to get more revenue and hopefully would be working towards it, after the exams.
First thing is to publicise the blog, so that more and more unique visitors can check it out.
Keep the posts on individual pages, so I can have more ads on individual pages and hence content specific ads.
I have to do some spamming as well, irritating people on yahoo chat to visit my blog. LOL !!!!
Well as i said, money money money, it makes you do funny things. Lekin who doesn't like Easy Money.
Google they are earning the same way, why not we ?????

Life Is Funny

2005-11-08T12:18:00.000+05:30

Life is funny, life is naughty it creates humor, when you least expect it. Well, it had been ages since I had seen that girl, whom I mentioned in my previous posts, and who had managed to grab the breaking news section of my life. Well I saw couple a days back that they were shifting their office. Couldn't do much since I had not seen her niether I knew anyone.
Incidentally, today as I passed through that office, I saw a face. And did i recognise that face ??!!!! Well she was sister of my ex-friend (ex because he is no longer alive, we studied together in school). So, I asked what were the things and what exactly the office was about ??? She told she was the HR Manager of that Marketing firm, and they did not shift outside the building but only from 2nd Floor to the 5th Floor.
So you may wondering, what is so funny. Well the amusing part is when the girl was around, niether did I meet my friend's sister nor did I talk to that girl. Now, when I have come to know someone through whom I can strike a contact, she has moved. HAHAHA!!!!
God sure is playing games with me.
But I think is sure, I love such games.
Till the next adventure strikes.
Adios.

Quality of Engineers

2005-11-06T19:33:00.000+05:30

Well there are those days in life, when you tend to come across something and can’t get it out of mind. Well, today was one of these days. I was going through an Article in the latest issue of Fortune and found something extremely interesting. Let me put in the exact words what was written.
“India, by contrast, is the global economy’s idiot savant. It excels at the impossible, turning out hundreds of thousands of brilliant engineers a year. Its software houses manage complex data across thousands of miles of undersea cable for the world’s most sophisticated clients. India has world class business leaders and, unlike China, solvent banks. The national roadway network is a shambles and the power grid even worse. Nearly a third of India’s population – and more than half its women – can’t read or write. India has moved grudgingly to lower tariffs and balked at turning money losing state-owned enterprises over to the private sector. Red tape and corruption discourage foreign investment, as do restrictions on how firms deploy workers.”
All this was evident for a long time, but no one was candid enough to say it on our faces. I appreciate the on - the - face attitude of the Fortune Magazine. The striking thing about this article is, we have not got our basics right. Well isn’t that something we as “Engineers” are very much aware of? Even after 4 years of Engineering, I am not to sure whether our basics are clear. Engineering is supposed to be a professional course. People are going to rely on what we say or what we do in the coming years. However, “Engineers” has become a Derogatory term, a term which we would find ashamed to mention in the front of our Classmates. Or we take our term of Electrical Engineers too narrowly. In the words of my father, “You are an Engineer first and Electrical or Mechanical second. Try to think as an ‘Engineer’ and later as a layman.” Based on my experience with my group members, we tend to feel that since we are doing Electrical Engineering, so suddenly whatever we associate ourselves with, should be “Electrical”. However, that is not the way world works. If we see, the progress being made in the field of Electrical Engineering, it is due to the successful integration of various disciplines into it. Also considering the huge lot of Electrical guys going into the world of software, is it really holds true, that we should work in our area of expertise.
The fact remains, India does produce an awfully large number of Engineers, but the quality is mediocre. We have to improve our standards substantially, because cheap work has to be replaced by quality work. Just consider we write millions of lines of codes for various sophisticated clients, but we are not able to build one software like Google Earth. Application development is still close to hearts of outsourcing agents, and it is solely due to the poor quality of Engineers of our country. They are encouraging us to do the wrong things at the right time. If we observe minutely the cards are still close to their chests. They can conveniently move the work once China is ready with large number of software engineers (which is fast taking place).
India has to rise, and we as Engineers, should take this role. We have to substantially improve on everything we are working on. We have to think the way the world is thinking. We should proud of ourselves to be Engineers and be an integral part in the development of this country and act according. We should be able to build products and bring services that the world envies. We should be proud to say that this is “MADE IN INDIA”. We should be able to achieve, in spite of innumerable problems that plague us on a daily basis, that take us down at every instant and which de-motivates us on every occasion.
God willing, 5 to 10 years down the line, we should be proud on our capability to build things on which India is proud of.
Best of Luck & God Bless.

Happy Diwali

2005-11-05T16:51:00.000+05:30

     My Dear Friend, Mr. Rohit Bhute, had suggested one of the major things required to improve my blog aesthetically was to write with proper grammar. Considering the kind of lazy person I am, it really meant a huge effort on my part. Thanks to Google and Blogger, who were considerate enough to have Blogger for Word, well I guess my bad grammar days are over.
     Well, today morning I did receive the time table for the final exams. I should be worried and tense and should be studying, but alas, like I say “Jaan Jaaye Par Sudhar Na Jaaye!!!” which is applicable to me. I am absolutely cool and mostly probably will get worried 10 days before the D day. But I dun know why, but this is the time to relax and take a Chill Pill. So what did I do for the last 1 week? Well, visited some important people for Diwali, updated my Yahoo 360 Page (I think its really cool, yahoo and google are doing great stuff), started a account with Flickr which is a wonderful site for managing pics, watched lots of movies (on Star Movies, 100 Hrs Dhamaka of Good Movies of really good) and slept a lot.
     Still wondering what to start with, too much to do and too bored to do. Like the song “Kya kare, Kya na kare, kaisi mushkil haii, koi to batade iska hal oo mere bhai!!!!”
     Hope to write more soon.
     Till then.
     Ciao.

Beautiful Evening

2005-11-04T19:57:00.000+05:30

Beautiful Evening
Originally uploaded by haridas_dave.

Wonderful evening, I found this wonderful pic on the discovery for a nice desktop wallpaper. This picture really gives a sense of calmness to my already chaotic life.
Looking forward to spending a evening in a place like this and do what I always love doing.

Hectic Life

2005-10-28T18:03:00.000+05:30

Hey guys,
Long time no see i mean long time no posts. Well life sure is hectic, the day from the last post i have gone through many things, from getting broadband (triband) in my office, to going through the trial of 2 CAPS tests, 1 CS test, 1 CE test and 1 HVDC test to getting my mom operated for appendicitis operation and then spending the night at hospitals. Not see that girl's face who i mentioned in my previous posts, since last two weeks. But no regrets as regards to that. I m happy the way life is going and am waiting for the exams to get over, so can get some work done with my project which is also pending for several weeks. Diwali is coming up next week but not much excitement about it since mom is still recovering and there is no mood of lighting crackers anyway, n i dun like sweets much, so that does it. Maybe will sit quietly in a corner and study for a change. Well, since hols r on for studying, maybe i would be regular in updating this blog.
till then, take care.
ciao.

Attraction !!!! Why is it FATAL ?????

2005-10-15T12:32:00.000+05:30

Hi guys,
Sorry again for not posting for "i dun know how many days"!! I am not to be blamed though. the onus of no posts lies with the girl who managed to make me day dream. You must be wondering yeh kya ho gaya isko !!! But really I have no words to describe her. Well I would like to start from the beginning to this wonderful story.
The first time I saw her was like ages ago !!!! I think 2 or 3 months back, when I was climbing the stairs to my office and the lift opened, and then she emerged, we managed to look at each other momentarily and then she started going to her office. I started wondering where is she going, was this my good day or what ??? But, alas she went to her office and I to mine and i started thinking what a beautiful girl I had seen. To describe her for you is liking the describing the Blue Sky, Green Leaves, Calm Seas and the wonderful beauties of nature. Looking at her i felt so at peace, suddenly like they say, the world seemed to stop, from all filth and the dirt around a Angel had arrived. I cannot describe the colour of her eyes, or the skin but her face shape or hair but I can describe the feeling which I have when I think of her (which I think is more important than age dependant beauty).
The 2nd time I saw her was when incidentally i was outside the office talking on the phone when she emerged from the office to go to the toilet. I saw her and couldn't take my eyes off her. Literally speaking I was speechless. Indeed she was a serene beauty. I feel she is the most beautiful woman I have seen, after my mom though. She wears somewhat tight jeans and shirts making her look like a professional. But whenever I see her I dun get any dirty feelings about her. I want to protect her from the big bad world. Suddenly she feels vulnerable, unprotected, untouched by all the bad things in the world. I had this feeling for very few people in my life. I know this is a attraction, I know she may not be the kind of person I maybe imagining but I am sure somewhere somehow we were destined to meet. I may talk to her someday and the things may or maynot work out someday, but the picture of her first glimpse in my mind would be forever.
For a long long time the feelings of numbness on looking at a person, thinking about someone without even knowing her, the idea of thinking of all the things the future may hold had never really crossed my mind. And at the crossroads of a important time of my life where I have to study and work hard to move ahead I am falling head over heels for someone. But considering the kind of person I am maybe I will cherish this moment of fantasy. For too long I have pulled back myself from getting attracted to a person but I think I lost the battle this time.
Sometimes in life i feel I too skeptical about things. Somehow, I feel the same this time around. I dun know whether I would be acceptable to her as a person, whether things would really work out, what will happen .................. I dun really know.
Anyways would be looking at the next best oppurtunity to know her and get closer to her. Wish me luck in this seemingly adventurous endeavour and hope the dreams are not shattered.
I think thats all for now, will keep u posted in future.

Filtered Thinking

2005-10-03T17:53:00.000+05:30

Friends,
Thanks to a nice friend who was candid enough to tell me what are the expectations from this blog and from a person like me. The idea conveyed to me was my blog was supposed to reflect the kind of person I am, my ideologies, my values and my kind of thinking. It is really a nice thought and I am glad that someone was candid enough to tell me.
I admit the things I am writing are more of a public daily diary, but like everyone else I am a constantly evolving person. I am always changing for my better ment and sometimes also for keeping others happy. I feel as a social animal it is necessary to understand others needs and expectations from me and change or adapt accordingly. Well, thank you everyone for helping me change or make me a better person in whatever small steps and endeavours. I appreciate it and would continue to do till i Live.
Well I know the above message looked like a Farewell Speech by a Employee leaving after 25 yrs of service. But it is not the same scenario here. I genuinely feel this and felt I had to tell this once this feeling surfaced. I guess that shows some kind of emotions which I have and the kind of person I am.
On a daily basis I learn a lot of things from a lot of people. I acknowledge their unknown contributions in my own mental sphere but never really tell them, which i know is bad. Once upon a time after my 10th exams, on my dad's insistence i had joined for Personality Development & Public Speaking Classes. In Personality Development they emphasised on the need to be a better person in order to have a nice personality. Since that time I feel that is the one of the best quality a person could aspire to. The teacher told us to appreciate loudly in front of 10 people for a person who cared and helped and changed us for the better, but always condemn in private with the person if one was hurt or sad with the other person. I think it is a wonderful thought, i know that even though i know this i have not practiced it many times, which i regret sincerely.
I hope from now onwards i m able to maintain a fine balance between writing what I am undergoing on a daily basis and in the process also write about what changed me or influenced me for the better and who was responsible for the same. Maybe giving a fine idea about what kind of person i am and what i believe in.
Sorry people if some do not want to see the serious side of me. But to tell u frankly i have changed.

Love,
Haridas.

Too Many thoughts, too less time and so much typing !!!!!!

2005-09-27T19:38:00.000+05:30

Dear Friends,
Sometimes I feel like I am writing a email simultaneously to all the people I know and waiting foolishly, checking every 5 minutes to see whether anyone has cared enough to write a short message or post a comment. It is frustrating to see "0 Comments". Man !!!!! It is like talking to a person and the person is looking at someone else. Had the feeling many times personally and now having it on the cyber world. Initially I had all intentions of writing this blog in my recommended language Hindi, ( I dun know, I have developed a love for this language maybe becoz i got 59/100 in Hindi in 10th my worst performance, or becoz i jus love the way Amitabh Bachchan so royally speaks the language, the usage of words, the style, i love it !!!!!) but due to the intended international audience which I am trying to grab, it has become essential for me to write this blog in English, with minimal use of Hindi. As for Hindi I much prefer speaking it than writing, what you people say ??? I love learning languages though (I am slow in learning, that is diff. thing). I want to learn German, Italian and Spanish and with a good teacher even Tamil or Malayalam. I feel languages are like a bridge, which binds people immediately, suddenly all biases are gone once the language is known. Ok, so as usual a useless pretalk !!! Now, getting started for the actual blog.
So on thursday, i thought atleast Aaj to college jao (today i will go to college), but it was raining very heavily, had got up early to drop my dad at the airport since he had to leave for Kolkatta. It was raining then and even when I was to leave for college, it was raining more heavily then too. Anyways, the smarter side of mine decided to take the risk and go to college. Got a rickshaw right from my building entrance, and he was a brilliant manouveur tackled the flood waters with ease and took me to my destination within 10 mins. I coolly walked to the college and selectively moved on the stones to reach the college entrance without getting much wet. All this to be on time for Bhitre's lecture !!!!! HAHAHAHA !!!! To see only one bag and Abhishek to be sitting. I was happy on thinking that i was not the only fool. The greatest joke happened when Anwesh appeared. Under normal conditions, one can hardly see him whereas under extreme conditions he takes risks. I salute u Sir !!! Apparently, he had come for the seminar which we were having the same evening of Communication Engg. Anyway, it was raining heavily continuously and remiscient of recent 26/7 the waters started rising quickly near the college entrance. So Anwesh was obviously worried, considering the awful experience, he had undergone on 26/7. So i told him to come with me to my home, and leave when the rain is decreased or when the trains are operating normally. So we went to my home by a rickshaw dropping Mallu (Prakash) on the way. Going home i started looking for clothes which could fit anwesh as he was wet. It was a difficult task, considering the vast body differences. Anyhow i managed to find one pair which was XXL for me. so after settling the clothes issue, now was the time for what to do now ??? On that day he had brought along the CD for GTA Vice City and we installed it on my uncles PC, which is a decent one only lacking in the RAM Department. So, we played for 6 hrs straight. I have never progressed so much in a game in such a short time. By the way what is the time now ?? Well i guess i have written too long a message for today. Hope some of u guys are still awake. Thank u for reaching till this point.
There is a special gift for people coming to this point in the next blog. The clues will be hidden in subsequent posts, for a Grand Finale Prize. So keep coming back.
Till then.
Arrivederci (Come Back soon in Italian).