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I am going to keep this post short and crisp. I returned from my trip today and I am extremely tired. but as I have committed to one post a day, I am trying to pass a nice website that one of my colleagues, Roshan, shared with me today. Personally, I enjoyed going through the page and I hope you would like it too ūüôā Some of the posters are really very sarcastic and one should be careful of using them.

http://www.pdffun.com/

Enjoy ūüôā

Disclaimer: The link provided above is just for fun and I have no responsibility of developing or in relationship with anyone reproducing the same in the office premises.

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Well, I have been traveling a lot last couple of weeks. Started from Bangalore on 26th April and Returned back yesterday.
There were a lot of train journeys, in fact all of them were quite tiring.
I started off from Bangalore by Rajdhani Express to Delhi for a friend’s marriage, which was on 28th April. I caught the train with just few minutes in hand. Due to my crunch timing, I got asthma attack and unfortunately with no medicine, I had to bear it throughout my train journey. It took around 34 hrs to reach Delhi by Bangalore by the fastest running long distance train of the country.
Even though I had my side upper berth confirmed, I had to exchange it for an old man to take up a still higher berth in the AC 3-tier coach.
I reached Delhi on 28th morning and then, straightaway head to Modi Nagar, some 30 odd kms from Meerut. The arrangements were good but I needed good sleep so that I could stay awake in the night. After some initial ceremonies, I straight away came to the hotel and collapsed. After a sound sleep of 5 hrs, I started for the marriage. The hotel arrangement was really good and very relaxing and of course, I needed it the most especially after the tiring train journey.
Garg, as I call him, and often known as Mr. Bean of our class was not ready at all. I have seen so many marriages where the groom used to be the limelight much before the marriage but it was really calm and quiet here. He took just about 20 min to get ready and I helped him out there and we were ready for the pooja before proceeding ahead.
After the finish of the rituals, we started to the temple on the horse. Each time cracker burnt, the horse gets disturbed and so does our Bean. To some extent, I felt he got scared that he asked me not to light the crackers.
Well, after seeking the blessings, we started off to the marriage place, which was about 1 km from the home. After so many dances along the road by the friends and relatives, we reached the marriage venue at about 9pm in the night. Everything was good here except the band walking with us. He was pathetic with the choice of the songs. Additionally, I did not like the idea of flaunting money every now and then while dancing (this is a personal opinion). Every time money was flaunted, some street children used to compete with the badn people to take that 10 rupee note.
Well, the marriage venue was a farm house and Sonam’s family was too huge but at the same time kind heart ed and great to hold the marriage so lavishly. The food items were in plenty and everything from pizzas to rice, dal, juices, fruits, everything was available in plenty. I stayed close to Garg as he was almost alone after we reached there. It was almost around 12 am when the JayMala happened and I can tell you, it was one of the best I have seen till date. Revolving Platform added to the charm.
After a flurry of photographs, the dinner happened around 1.30 am.
The marriage ceremony started at around 2.30 am but by then, almost everyone had left the arena except close people like us and families. Now, though I like dancing, I could not make much out of the occassion basically I was down before I reached there, as mentioned earlier but I must say that I missed some golden chance to flirt with the sisters of Sonam (Sorry Bhabhi, did not mean to be -ve) but honestly, all of them were equally beautiful and smart. But I promise I will make the most next time on my visit.
The ceremony ended at around 6am and we came back to home. After grahapravesh, I came back to the hotel and took off in an hour. I planned to start with Garg’s Mausi as they were also about to come to New Delhi to catch the train, though we had a time difference of around 4 hrs. Now, that was the toughest period for me. I will keep this marriage close to my hear due to two reasons: Uncle’s love and kindness to make me a part of their family each time cousins are called upon for every ritual and also Aunty’s lunch and gift during return time.
My toughest time was in the station as not having slept and passing around 5 hrs, was a very tough task. I really struggled for those 5 hrs. I skipped the lunch so that it does not worsen my situation. The moment I boarded the train. ate my lunch and just slept. In fact, the TTE woke me up to verify the ticket and he immediately saw me off seeing my RED eyes probably.
Anyways, this journey from New Delhi to Bhubaneswar, I just slept and slept like a hell. The next day I reached home.
Now, here is the second part of the story. I got my tooth operated on Saturday and had to live on liquid for 2 days then.
The pain is still there but it was an important one. So, now I am without my wisdom tooth on both sides but I hope my wisdom does not leave me at least for couple of years so that I can get the thing I want badly in my life.
Well, I am back now to Bangalore and joined office. Have some work to do and catch on my pending tasks soon so as not to lose the momentum. All in all, I end this post wishing the newly wed couple Abhinav and Sonam a very great happy married life. And Sonam, feel free to touch base me for anything about Abhinav. I know almost everything.

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The surgery


This was my first surgery of life. I know I have a hell lot of abnormailites. My teeth come slanted instead of developing straight. I have a lot of in-flesh developments all thorughout my body, very similar to the some peope having the extra finger on their hand (Remeber Hrithik Roshan). My hair design on head is different and so does a hell lof things. I don’t like crowd and in general, people and I believe its true vice-versa too. I am too much into relationships too and I don’t believe in them also to some extent.

Anyways, this post is about the operation that I went through on Saturday. The surgery lasted for almost 1hr and the doctor literallly drilled into my teeth as if like drilling the wall to nail. Hell lot of blood and severe pain, which I am having still. The x-rays actaully showed that my lower 8th tooth on both sides developed slanted, thus, developing into the bones and pushong the nearby tooth. The doctor removed the left hand side one on Saturday and wanted to do the same on the other side after 15 days, but I am skipping it for the time being as I will be returning to Bangalor this Sunday and will probably undergo the second operation after my GMAT.

But the real question that comes to my mind is : Am I so abnormal that I don’t get anything that I want without suffering?

Whatever be the case, my work is to struggle and work hard and turn all this unfavorable circumstances into favorable ones, which I am sure I can.

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Well, after beating the horrible traffic today to travel 7km from office back to the home in 1.5 hrs, I somehow thought of completing this post as planned earlier. Never before such a thing happened to me. I usually dream a lot but I must confess I am mostly a day dreamer, who believes in flying against the wind always. I always fall but never learn rather get up to take the same old thing bang again.

But the dream that I am going to talk about is not an ordinary dream. I usually don’t see such dreams. For the first time, I saw a girl in my dreams. I can describe her completely but she was one of the most beautiful, smart and intelligent girls that I would have ever met. The importance of a girl in my dream gains its importance as the dream unfolds as she turns to be my genuine love. I felt her in my arms, in my soul and in my life and she always seem to have reciprocated me with same enthusiasm and passion. It was just perfect and I would have ever imagined. The relationship does sail through the happy times and then goes through a roller coaster of convincing parents of both sides. Eventually, I could not see the ending but I do expect now to have a good and happy ending.

Life has always been a tough challenge for me but I am not at all willing to give up. But this one thing I don’t want to complicate at all. I would be dishonest if I don’t confess that parents do want me to get married now; in fact if I say yes then it could be right now. But honestly, I don’t like arranged marriages at all, thus, making me a strong supporter of love marriages. So, let’s hope for the latter but at least not now as I am not at ll ready and prepared for it.

But the real point is why that dream came now when it did not come before? Why such a dream where the beauty of a relationship is so strong that one cannot deny at all and must go on to accept it eventually? I really hope that the timing is definitely wrong for the dream but I would definitely love to be in such a relationship but when: I don’t know but not at least now. Usually my dreams always get thrashed but this one too…

I do believe in one time true love though I cannot deny being in so-called casual relationships a lot of times in my life. But for this one I will wait and I am sure I will get it too at a right time.

In the words of William Shakespeare,

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs.
Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers’ eyes.
Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers’ tears.
What is it else?
A madness most discreet,
a choking gall and a preserving sweet.

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Well, Life is a roller coaster for all of us n some way or the other. There are ups’ and downs’ of everyone’s life. But how long a phase generally lasts? We can predict the stock markets to some extent. Analysts always say if the shares are going strong all way long, then some drama is going on which has to end sooner or later to bring the market to its knees. Basically, its the Newton’s third law, which clearly says that to every action, there is equal and opposite reaction. Now, you may wonder what and why am I talking so, that also after posting something after a long time.

Well, I want to talk something about myself today. I really don’t know where I made the first mistake of my life. If I go back, I remember that my father insisted me to go to Pilani Boarding school. Citing stupid emotional circumstances, I convinced my mother to come to my rescue and as expected, I stayed with my parents to study in a decent government school in a small town. So, what does it gave me in the class V? Prior and premature knowledge of all the desi slangs and my first exposure to prono. There was a time, I remember, when I could not speak a single sentence in Hindi¬†without a slang, especially when I used to be in the circle of my so-called friends. But I must confess, it was my father and mother (they are so simple and clean) that made me feel so guilty that I ultimately was able to come out of this horrible experience.

From there, I moved to Vishakapatnam. It was a big and good city. but immediately after 1 year, I made yet another fucking mistake. We moved back to our native state, for the first time. Though father got transferred, but my reason of going for it was I was too uncomfortable in the telugu language. I really don’t understand why the fuck people don’t try to learn a single language which can be understood all through the country when India has such a beautiful language like Hindi. Blame it on our geography, politics or the fucking attitude of the people, it will never change. People will continue to speak in their own language only.

Well, passed Xth in 1998 and yet another fucking decision. I choose to study in a semi-government college ignoring the government college at Puri, which is highly ranked in the state. The reason: want to be with some known people as most of my school friends were joining the college, yet another fucking story. Passed High School in 2000. Now, what. No Medical; just Engineering.

The inspiration of Engineering came from my Uncle, mother’s sister’s husband. He inspired with some glorious stories of his friends who moved to USA for a better and luxurious life after completing Computer Science Degree. He also tried hard to get me an admission in a good college at Bangalore with a donation, but I rejected it to study the same fucking Computer Science and Engineering Degree at a private college in Bhubaneswar. Here, I did three mistakes: One, choose to study Computer Science neglecting some core Engineering branches at the good government colleges, Two, I choose to stay at home again and most importantly, I did not weight the thing Uncle joined Air Force when his friends moved to USA. How come I missed some very crucial threads?

Then came 4 years of what study I don’t know. Quite a lot of time, there were strikes and conflicts at the college. All nuisances at one place. Plus, one of the biggest lesson of my life. A girl ran into me. Though she is happily married now and I continue t have a cordial friendly relationship with her now also, that was one of the biggest lesson of my life. A BIG NO to any Oriya-medium and Orissa-born and brought up girl in my life. There is simply no place for any such girl in my life. The very first requirement that I built for my to-be wife was that. But mind you, I am not rejecting any Oriya-Girl, it‚Äôs just no Oriya-medium or Orissa born and brought up girl. The awkward situation at that time was the girl seems to have an affair with a lecturer and he ran into me to such an extent that he was prepared to give me a F-Grade in the semester examination and that also, without any fault.

The trough starts to deepen here. By the time, I passed out in October 2004, I was trying for my second attempt at CAT though eventually it turned out to be a horrible experience for me like always. But my meeting with Jnan Mamu at his village changed my vision for my life. I still remember one statement from him “Once you are there, there is only SKY for the limit”. I am always told and my parents still say that one should only stretch his legs so far to cover himself in the¬†blanket only and I am physically and mentally quite opposite to it. So, with him I came to know about Professor Sadagopan and IIITB and I managed to get into that institute for MTech. I don’t know why I continued to stay in the technical field though I knew that I am always a wrong person to this field, though being better than a hell lot of so-called stupid and idiot software developers.

There were some good things at IIITB: my interaction with Professor Sadagopan, Professor Damodar Acharya, Narayana Murhty, Sudha Murthy, Nandan Nilekani, Rohini Nilekani; my IEEE publication. Yet again, I continued to make mistakes. I choose to rush for internship at Motorola India Research Labs through my research professor’s recommendation, which I avoided completely to rectify the mistake during my final placements after 5 months. During final placements, I decided to completely relied on my own guts and got the highest number of offers on the first day of the placements in our batch. My obvious reason was simple: it offered the highest package in the campus and my MTech has given a debt of around 3 lakhs. I planned to wind up the loan in one year, which I did of course, by now but what did not happen as per the plan was another biggest debacle of my life: I screwed my first attempt to GMAT.

I don’t blame anyone for the rot. It showed me a different world, a world which was always in my dreams. USA is a place for risk-takers, a place for dreamers with no stupid societal chains. My parents want me to get married like a lot of my friend who are already married or are getting married, few already¬†had children too. One of my close friend, Manas, surprised me today with the photo of his son. He completely freaked me out. Come on, how someone can have a child when he gets married in February this year only. With me, I have to get out of this self-created deep nostalgic rot and then, I need to get along with the girl for about an year before committing to her but yes the rot has taught me not get along with an IT girl. They suck with no fun in life, but a simple boring life of sitting n from of a so-called intelligent idiot box.

What am I going to do now? A good question to find a answer for. Probably, try yet another attempt for GMAT or try getting H1B visa to move to USA. Not sure as of now, but I still believe I will do my MBA one day form a good US B-school. I have decided to carry the “FUCK YOU” attitude. I don’t care what the fuck is going to happen to anyone, I need to fulfill my dreams in this birth of life and I am determined to achieve it. If I am in a rot, then I am only responsible for it and I have to only move out of it and I will.

A lot of my bachelor-time friends are already abroad, some even after getting huge backlogs in their career, they are enjoying their foreign visa and life abroad and few good friends like Manu are still struggling to find an answer like for what we studied when they were having fun. SO, life teaches a lot and my fight with my fate will just get stronger because in no way, I am going to give up. I wll make tons of money like noone else can think in their life. My children will get a good life for growth and an environment where their decsions will be of foremost importance. I want to show my parents a world where people work and do according to their wills and not some stupid society. I may sound a rebellion to my Indian community but thats how I am and in no way, I am going to change and nor do my aspirations, atleast not in this birth for sure.

Disclaimer: In no form, the above perceptions can be related to any particular individual or organization. In case done so, I take no responsibility and the firm/individual will be doing so for its own insecurity, thus, proving the negative effects mentioned being followed by themselves.

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This is an awesome article and I just love it even though I read it a lot of time earlier too. Thanks to Times of India for this great article.

Bob Richards, the former pole-vault champion, shares a moving story about a skinny young boy who loved football. Practice after practice, he eagerly gave everything he had. But being half the size of the other boys, he got absolutely nowhere. At all the games, this hopeful athlete sat on the bench and hardly ever got to play.

The teenager lived alone with his father, and the two of them had a very special relationship. Even though the son was always on the bench, his father was always in the stands cheering. He never missed a game. The lad was still the smallest of the class when he entered high school. But his father continued to encourage him; he also made it very clear that he did not have to play football if he didn’t want to. The determined young man decided to hang in there… who knows, perhaps he’d get to play when he became a senior. All through high school he never missed a practice nor game but remained a bench-warmer all four years. His faithful father was always in the stands, always with words of encouragement for him.¬†

When the young man went to college, he decided to try out for the football team as a “walk-on”. Everyone was sure he could never make the cut, but he did. The coach¬†admitted that he kept him on the roster because he always puts his heart and soul to every practice, and at the same time, provided the other members with the spirit and hustle they badly needed. The news that he had survived the cut thrilled him so much that he rushed to the nearest phone and called his father. His father shared his excitement and was sent season tickets for all the college games.

The persistent young athlete never missed practice during his four years at college, but he never got to play in a game. It was the end of his senior football season, and as he trotted onto the practice field shortly before the big playoff game, the coach met him with a telegram.

The young man read the telegram and he became deathly silent. Swallowing hard, he mumbled to the coach, “My father died this morning. Is it all right if i miss practice today?” The coach put his arm gently around his shoulder and said, “Take the rest of the week off, son. And don’t even plan to come back to the game on Saturday.” Saturday arrived, and the game was not going well. In the third quarter, when the team was 10 points behind, a young man quietly slipped into the empty locker room and put on his football gear. As he ran onto the sidelines, the coach and his players were astounded to see their faithful teammate back so soon. “Coach, please let me play. I’ve just got to play today,” said the young man. There was no way the coach wanted his worst player in this close playoff game. But the young man persisted, and finally feeling sorry for the kid, the coach gave in. “All right,” he said. “You can go in.”

Before long, the coach, the players and everyone in the stands could not believe their eyes. This little unknown, who had never played before was doing everything right. The opposing team could not stop him. He ran, he passed, blocked, and tackled like a star. His team began to triumph. The score was soon tied. In the closing seconds of the game, this kid intercepted a pass and ran all the way for the winning touchdown.

The fans broke loose. His teammates hoisted him onto their shoulders. Such cheering you never heard. Finally, after the stands had emptied and the team had showered and left the locker room, the coach noticed that this young man was sitting quietly in the corner all alone. The coach came to him and said, “Kid, I can’t believe it. You were fantastic! Tell me what got into you? How did you do it?” He looked at the coach, with tears in his eyes, and said, “Well, you knew my dad died, but did you know that my dad was blind?” The young man swallowed hard and forced a smile, “Dad came to all my games, but today was the first time he could see me play, and I wanted to show him i could do it!”

Like the athlete’s father, God is always there cheering for us. He’s always reminding us to go on. He’s even offering us his hand for he knows what is best, and is willing to give us what we need and not simply what we want. God has never missed a single¬†game. What a joy to know that life is meaningful if lived for the highest. Live for him for He’s watching us in the game of life. ¬†

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Well, now that the set is set for the final two months countdown for the much-awaited US Presidential Elections. Now, both Republicans and Democrats ready with their Presidential and Vice-Presidential Candidates, the stage is set for the ultimate battle.

Earlier¬†last week, Obama accepted his¬†candidacy¬†for the Presidential Post. His speech was basically target to “CHANGE”. No doubt, with the current economic conditions CHANGE is the only thing that can keep the mighty ¬†United States of America as the undisputed champions. All his policies seem to be on the correct path with the democratic touch of its¬†ideologies. It was a historic moment for America, as the first black american, who moved to USA at the age of around 6 ¬†with his family looking for better prospects, is today running for the most powerful position of the world.

One week later, after the Hurricane Gustav spared the Mexican Gulfs, McCain humbly accepted the candidacy on behalf of the Republican Party. Earlier, McCain gave the most surprised package of the Presidential Election campaign by nominating the Lady Governor of Alska, Sarah Palin, as his running mate for the Vice-Presidential post. Clearly, it was the sign to woo the supporters of Hillary Clinton, especially the female ones. Moreover, Alaska, being one of the oil-rich states of America, can try to help to make the people believe that their energy concerns can be better taken care of, at least till the alternatives clean energy resources develop to a major extent to remove the complete dependence on the Gulf and middle-east countries. The another surprise was the tone of the speech give by McCain, who took few words from the Democrats by saying that he represents the PEOPLE of United States and not any individual or any party.

I feel, the contest is going to be really interesting this time. Let me put some points for each of them.

1. Presidential Path: Amazing to see Obama beating Hillary Clinton, who was termed as the next likely President. (Obama); Was always the front contender. (McCain)

2. Energy: Giving priorites to clean-fuel. (Obama); For the first time, McCain favored clean technology apart from drilling. (McCain)

3. Running Mates: Biden is Experienced and young. (Obama); Sarah Palin is a Lady, from Alaska, young and smart.

4. Economic Policies: Cut taxes, create job at USA and against outsourcing. (Obama); Cut taxes but not against outsourcing. (McCain)

5. Age factor: Young and raring to take challenges. (Obama); Experienced but very old. (McCain)

6. Health benefits: More tight controlled and monitored. (Obama); Private but hassle-free. (McCain)

7. Schools: Public-monitored. (Obama); Parent-oriented. (McCain).

8. Others: First minority presidential candidate. (Obama); Served the USA in military. (McCain)

9. Iraq and War Against Terrorism: End to Iraq war and bring Laden to terms. (Obama); No strict deadline proposals yet. (McCain)

10. Technology: Strongly in favor of development and research. (Obama); Bit hesitant to its use. (McCain) 

11. Physical Status: Young, energetic and perfectly fit. (Obama); Old, war-torn, sometimes showing a bit of imbalance with opposite views on the same topics. (McCain)

These are just a few to just bring a picture in front but I expect to see more of them getting clearer and clearer once we start watching coming both of them face-face for more debates.

Well, with Indian Parliamentary Elections scheduled next year, I assure you all to bring a sharp critical analysis of the whole process with that of the current USA elections, so that the voters of India could make more intelligent decisions.

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