The last post did manage to generate a good level of curiosity among my friends. Got comments ranging from 'didn't-knw-u-could-even-write' (in disbelief) to 'treat-reading-it'. It gave much needed publicity to this otherwise deserted blog. At least the hit counter says so (century for a post :) ). Couldn't manage to hit a century in my cricketing career though. Sigh !!.
Now, back to this post. On 4th of Sept I celebrated my 2nd anniversary in this corporate world ('celebrate ur failures too', sounds familiar, eh ?). My older posts would serve as my "karthoothon ka parcha". Now the 2 rupee 3 paise question (Actually it was in dollars, but changed it due to recession), "wht the heck have I done in these 2 yrs ? ". The answers to the above priceless question comes at a price to me. It would cost me sme 'overtime working neurons' to actually recollect anything remotely worth-while. If I say this blog is the only thing I think falls in tht 'worth-mentioning' category, then, u surely wud think abt my parents (Most probably to sympathise with them for how unlucky they are to have me). U might even term this as 'exaggeration', but it isn't. As 'white collared' ppl say, its all about balancing ur personal n professional life. On the same lines I wud want to bisect my 2yrs of corporate life.
On professional front .
* Have been trying to give SCJP certification since 2 yrs. Every time, my preparation last for a week n then it weakens.
* My appraisal is always filled with the things I wanted to do, not with the ones I did which is supposed to be the case. Don't want to talk abt the rating I get for my illusionary appraisal.
* Onsite still seems a light years away. Mayb, shud wait till ISRO's "Mars Mission" program.
* Attended an interview n I was politely pushed out through the glass door, mid-way. These days iam skipping any talks of changing company by reasoning it to "market conditions".
* The only saving thing was tht i cud able to do my work. My supervisor didn't have any "pink slip" thoughts abt it.
The light at the end of 'my career's' tunnel is brand Wipro. Which I plan to sell once Lalu becomes Finance minister (hoping tht it happens and he changes the country's fortunes like he did for Railways). There are reports saying software engg are the least preferred bride-grooms in India. The Lehman brothers' flirting with the money have cost us our marriages. Every young n restless 'soft'ware soul will curse them.
On personal front.
* These are the best days of my life (Don't knw when a 'pink colored slip' will make them worse :( ).
* Have made lots of good friends. Training days in Wipro were like paid honeymoon.
* Have been touring places like never before. Iam having fun till the core.(ok, only soft fun :P). They serve the contents of my posts for my otherwise forgotten blog.
* I was searching for tht special person but not anymore. I was wondering why a girl wouldn't even look at a guy, who thot himself to be handsome enough for Angelina Jolie to ditch Brad Pitt and intelligent enough to bring Bill Gates to shame. Now I know the ground realities.
* 2 new people have been added to our (otherwise bachelor's) family. My brother got married last December. My bhahi has delivered a baby girl this October. Shez still to be named. Would appreciate ur effort in suggesting a name cool enuf for our neighbor's babies to go crazy :).
* Our "Disaster group" has come a long way since the vizag trip. We have many plans in future which i hope comes true n i hope we continue these for long.
* I got a formal "rishtha" from a place near ours. I rejected it out rightly to not to spoil the girl's life. How can u expect a dumb witted, irresponsible, lazy moron to get involved in responsible committed relationship. Ek andha doosre ko kya rastha dikhayega. Don't u think iam too young to be termed as 'uncle' :) ??.
** Most importantly I wud want to apologize to my very gud friends who were part of my most cherished days for whtever reason they think i hurt them **
If ur memory is not short like mine. I talked about the balance in life before starting the above dissection. I don't need to say tht even a mentally imbalanced guy can figure out dat my life is not balanced.
I dedicate this post to Sravan whoz leaving Wipro. I'll always miss ur comments tht u used to pass abt every girl in Wipro :P. jus kidding.
C ya ... hopefully soon.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Fun in Vizag.
Well, its been 3 months almost, since this blog was deserted. Lots of contaminated water has flown under the bridge since then. Here i come with another of those trips (tales) i had been to. This post is due since 20 days. N u thot only Indian railways was late always. What else can u expect from a lazy, dumb, irresponsible brat ?. So without cursing myself further, let me take a scuba dive into the details. Lets have a kick start to the post. I mean, literally.
Ladies n gentleman this blog presents to u Mr. Anil Lee .. err .. Anil Chan .. Ok Anil. All credit to Ranjith for coming up with this "picture perfect". Isko tho mai apne grand-children ko dikhanewala hoon. Unhe bhi tho patha chale ki hum bhi kisi kheth ke mooli hua karthe the :).Our diploma friends wanted to go on a trip. We zeroed-in on Vizag n Araku. As it is a rainy season, we were a bit reluctant but we trusted the met department ppl (about their wrong prediction every time) n were ready to take the risk (calculated risk i say). People were so excited (or may be frustrated due to their routine) that they were even ready for the indoor trip, i mean to stay in hotel rooms itself. To tell the truth, actually i was a bit hesitant n excited at the same time, before the trip. Excitement got the better of me n 15 of us were off to vizag on the evening of 7th of August. This time i didn't bother to check the F-16 to F-25 junta on the reservation chart. Shit, have i grown too old ?, of course not ;). The train journey was good. We played all sorts of games. The giggling n laughter was enuf to disturb the fellow passengers from their romantic dreams. I wud like to thank Mamatha for bringing all those snacks n everything and helping the starved ppl. May u find a well fed Guy and be blessed with even well fed Chintu and Chinki thereafter. Touch-down vizag on 8th morning. Rain welcomed us. First place we went to was Kailasa giri. Ranjith, Mamatha, Chary ..err ... Srinivas :) were official photographers for the tour. They went bizarre with the cams like they were on a mission. Cnu was the official GR (dnt ask me what it is). Thankfully we didn't have any guide, not Nagarjuna for sure. The place is well above the sea-level n it provided an awesome view of the sea n the city.
We at the kailasa giri. Seventh head from left is me. Ranjith, having to bear my weight(Ranjith ur such a darling :). Cnu dont raise ur eye-brows now).
It was time for the beach. We went to the beach, without wasting any time we slipped into our beach dress, well, indianised beach dress :P. We played games ranging from cricket, football to forced immersion. It was fun picking a 'bakra' n the rest of us wud throw him in the sea (Team building activity, u see ;) ). Iam planning to add that to my resume for actively involved in dat form of group activity. The evening walk after dat across the beach was jus awesome. I actually love walking. I wouldn't forget a walk on my Apt's terrace even if iam home by 12 in the night. The waves touching ur feet, gentle breeze by the side, lovely moonlight, can the walk get any better (Accepted, a GF by the side wud be icing on the cake.).
Next day we started to Araku. The Journey to Araku in the train was amazing. 54 tunnels are part of the journey n u cud literally count them by the no. of times we screamed. Over-enthusiastic nature lovers were going crazy. 'wowwwww', 'awesomeeeeeeeee' were uttered at all possible sound levels. Our amateur photographers were in full flow (ok, mamatha .. u r an expert :P). This was taken in araku. Bliss.
Wondering !!! wht i was thinking off ? ;). Uncle, obviously my 9th class Physics teacher :D.
How cud i forget the tribal dance at the tribal museum ?. I got an assurance dat even if we loose our IT jobs we cud easily make our livelihood by entertaining the firangi tourists. The archery competition after dat in which i failed miserably was fun. Then went to Borra caves. Confession time, Sravan me n praveen were more interested in checking-out the chicks there (Cnu was on job). The photo session n the Tarzan like sounds in borra caves possibly shows the frustration we, IT junta have been thru. TV Rao alias Rao garu as we fondly call him, was the guide. Tried very hard to sell his theories abt the formation of the rocks n wht they represent (Or y they don't). It was one of its kind experience. We went back to vizag that night. We had ball of a time that day.
In the borra caves. Yo-Yo type. Rao garu in a bankrupt (but still smilling) pose (hand-kerchief on the head). Thts the spirit i say. Find me in the above pic n u'll win a nicely packed 'RGV ki aag' DVD. I doubt ur enthu. So lemme spill the beans myself. Moi, second head from left.
Last day was a normal trip within vizag. Cnu getting beaten by the "telugu thalli" party members in the bus was treat to watch. Long live revolutionaries :P. Dolphin's Nose was another worth mentioning thing. I was more worried abt Bhagyasree, n her ability to stay on the ground despite a strong wind blowing. The view from light house is something to talk abt. Endless ocean on one side and a beautiful city on the other. Awesome.
This was wht i was talking about. Ok not the faces but the scenic beauty behind us. Bhyasree sitting second from left. Me n ranjith always together ;).
I have thot of a name for our group, its "disaster group". No, the name is not because of the living disasters like me in the group. Its simply coz when we go on trip a disaster takes place in the Hyderabad. Firstly, we were on Nagarjuna sagar trip n Hyderabad was rocked by bomb blasts. This time it was heavy rains n floods. So in the interest of the city and its fellow citizens, we have planned our future trips in city itself. How abt 'D-Group' ? (oh !!!! no, coz of obvious reasons).
This trip has bridged the gap between us. Ours is not the happening or coolest of groups but still it has its charm. Well, ppl have changed, for good though. Some have donned new roles. N some r continuing with the old ones. This trip has surely refreshed everyone n more importantly breathed new life into our friendship. We have taken it to a new level. Kudos buddies, keep it right up there.
Btw, isn't this post title sounding like a B-grade mallu movie.
Adios.
Monday, May 26, 2008
A trip to Bangalore
Since the last 2 years i was so desperate to go to Bangalore. All the talk about Bangalore made me more curious. It was fuelled due to the presence of many of my friends there. My desperation was to an extent where i thought i would attain 'Moksha' only aftr visiting it. So finally after a months preparation involving by-hearting the error mesgs dat come on railway reservation site and packing essential things, we left for Bangalore on Friday, 9th of may.
To my utter disbelief, there weren't any F-16 to F-25 on the reservation chart pasted outside our bogey :(. With a heavy heart, we parked ourselves on the seat. Its a 12 hour long tiring journey. Mr. sincere (Ram) was waiting for us at the station. The way we hugged each other wud have made even the "bichde-hue-bhai-ka-milna" scene look foolish. Before anyone doubted the straightness of our gender, we decided to break and head straight to his room. We were as planned as sehwag before he goes to batting. Had to call to some people for planning the actual things for the day. Below, follows the sequence of things happened from this point .
10th May, Saturday :
It was around 2pm already by the time we reached ram's place and got freshened up. Didn't wanted to waste anymore time. Called some people who were very reluctant to come out. I had to convince them dat iam no 'shakti kapoor ka distant relative' nor there was any 'inam' on my head. Finally we decided to meet at a place. There comes the one i was waiting for since 30 mins. Every girl who got down seemed to be like her. I sometime even wished they were the ones i was waiting for :-D. After the hellos n hais, n some utter non-sense lunch, we headed to their place. I was taken aback firstly by the remoteness of the place and secondly by their hospitality. I really liked the place and the people there. Actually i felt at home. Its was already 7pm by then. Next plan was to go to a place called "Forum" and to meet my supposedly friend. It was the weirdest meeting anyone can have given its aftr 1 n half yr. Went straight back to room and slept at 12.30 AM.
11th May, Sunday :
4.30 in the morning on a Sunday, wat else can u say. Actually i was frustrated with the constraints the 'supposedly friends' were putting the other day. How the heck in the world cud ppl come to a conclusion with those constraints. I thought it was time to move-on n we three morons started off to Mysore at 6 AM. The journey from bglr to Mysore was an awesome one. The climate, the trees, the greenery, everything was nicely set. Frankly ispeeking, my enthu for going to historical place can as be well compared to lalu's interest for rock music. Social studies was neva an interesting subject for me. I was more interested in the teacher who was teaching social studies rather than the subject itself :D (boys will be boys ;) ) . So, where was i ?. Oh ya, we first landed at Srirangapatnam, and took a tanga to move around the nearby places. Iam still wondering whether we saw all the places which he was reading out when we were negotiating with him. Nevertheless we started off on tanga. The way ppl were looking at us made us check whether everythingz was alrite with us. The worst part was the dat girls were gazing at us as if the animals were carried in a cage to a nearby zoo. Actually it was me who opted for a tanga as we seldom get chance to have ride on a horse here. I did enjy it too without bothering abt the on-lookers.
As 11th of may is a mother's day, i thot i wud gift smething to my mom n bhabi. I told our tanga-wala to stop at a saree store as Mysore sarees are very famous. Now the worst part of it, iam a worst shopper. I do end up making my frnds scratch their head during my shopping. N here i had to buy sarees :( . N u thot controlling inflation was the most difficult task. I just told him to show me sarees in a particular range n i picked the one which looked good without even bothering abt the length or the border or any other crap. They said that the sarees wud be delivered aftr sme days to our place. I was happy dat i wudn't end up thrown from the home as soon as i reach.
We went to Tippu sultan's palace, and the place where he died, buried. Next we headed to Brindavan gardens. I really liked it. We had a ball of a time there. Iam still awaiting for the pics. We went bizarre with our cam like 3 monkeys released from the zoo. It was already 7 PM by then. Then we went to Mysore palace. Aftr dat we headed straight to bglr n then to our room. It was 1 AM by the time we reached room.
12th May, Monday :
Ram works in HAL. He was very adamant on showing his knowledge abt the fighter aircrafts n the service their project render to the aircraft.
Museums stands at 1st position in my list of "most boring things". I had to drag myself for the sheer enthu of ram as he was hell bent on proving things here. I was more interested in the lady who was reading book there than the fighter aircrafts. After dat we went to shiv temple. We thot of going to iskon temple but we didnt had time as we had to catch our train at 6 PM. We thot of going to a nearby place so dat we cud return back early. We headed straight to Lal bagh. Mr. sincere's (ram) lack of knowledge about places in bglr made us walk for 45 mins in the scorching sun to reach Lal bagh. We were reluctant to get into an auto coz of the incident we had on sunday night. If u dnt guide the autowallahs they wud take u for a city ride.
Finally we reached Lal bagh. I heard abt it from my frnds. But then i thot it wudn't be dat bad either. Generally anywhere we wud have 'lover's association of India' member's presence in the park. I was utterly amazed by their sheer courage. They were to prove their "pyar ki shakti" n their isolation from the outside world. I dnt knw abt the IT progress, but the lovers in bglr are way ahead than their counterparts in Hyderabad. Actually it was embarrassing (now u don't lower ur left eyebrow n say , is it ? ).
It was already 4 PM by then. We reached our place, packed things and headed straight to majestic( I dnt knw if its the rite name. I was always calling it magistrate) railway station. There was a tinge of dis-satisfaction that the ppl whom i called my "very gud frnds" had very little time to spend with me. This time the reservation chart showed 3 F-16 - F-25's in our bogey :D. Its other thing that we didnt even talk to them in the whole journey.
13 th of may tuesday, i reached my home by 7.30 AM. Then was off to office by 9.30 AM.
So Finally if i have to sum -up the whole experience in one line, "Its was gud, but it cud have been bettr".
'Namma karnataka' zindabad :P.
P.S : Oh forgot, the sarees have come. N guess wht, My mom actually liked them :D :D. I really felt gud as it was the first time i gifted anything to my mom. I don't know if iam actually feeling gud aftr the trip, but surely sme things have ruined.
To my utter disbelief, there weren't any F-16 to F-25 on the reservation chart pasted outside our bogey :(. With a heavy heart, we parked ourselves on the seat. Its a 12 hour long tiring journey. Mr. sincere (Ram) was waiting for us at the station. The way we hugged each other wud have made even the "bichde-hue-bhai-ka-milna" scene look foolish. Before anyone doubted the straightness of our gender, we decided to break and head straight to his room. We were as planned as sehwag before he goes to batting. Had to call to some people for planning the actual things for the day. Below, follows the sequence of things happened from this point .
10th May, Saturday :
It was around 2pm already by the time we reached ram's place and got freshened up. Didn't wanted to waste anymore time. Called some people who were very reluctant to come out. I had to convince them dat iam no 'shakti kapoor ka distant relative' nor there was any 'inam' on my head. Finally we decided to meet at a place. There comes the one i was waiting for since 30 mins. Every girl who got down seemed to be like her. I sometime even wished they were the ones i was waiting for :-D. After the hellos n hais, n some utter non-sense lunch, we headed to their place. I was taken aback firstly by the remoteness of the place and secondly by their hospitality. I really liked the place and the people there. Actually i felt at home. Its was already 7pm by then. Next plan was to go to a place called "Forum" and to meet my supposedly friend. It was the weirdest meeting anyone can have given its aftr 1 n half yr. Went straight back to room and slept at 12.30 AM.
11th May, Sunday :
4.30 in the morning on a Sunday, wat else can u say. Actually i was frustrated with the constraints the 'supposedly friends' were putting the other day. How the heck in the world cud ppl come to a conclusion with those constraints. I thought it was time to move-on n we three morons started off to Mysore at 6 AM. The journey from bglr to Mysore was an awesome one. The climate, the trees, the greenery, everything was nicely set. Frankly ispeeking, my enthu for going to historical place can as be well compared to lalu's interest for rock music. Social studies was neva an interesting subject for me. I was more interested in the teacher who was teaching social studies rather than the subject itself :D (boys will be boys ;) ) . So, where was i ?. Oh ya, we first landed at Srirangapatnam, and took a tanga to move around the nearby places. Iam still wondering whether we saw all the places which he was reading out when we were negotiating with him. Nevertheless we started off on tanga. The way ppl were looking at us made us check whether everythingz was alrite with us. The worst part was the dat girls were gazing at us as if the animals were carried in a cage to a nearby zoo. Actually it was me who opted for a tanga as we seldom get chance to have ride on a horse here. I did enjy it too without bothering abt the on-lookers.
As 11th of may is a mother's day, i thot i wud gift smething to my mom n bhabi. I told our tanga-wala to stop at a saree store as Mysore sarees are very famous. Now the worst part of it, iam a worst shopper. I do end up making my frnds scratch their head during my shopping. N here i had to buy sarees :( . N u thot controlling inflation was the most difficult task. I just told him to show me sarees in a particular range n i picked the one which looked good without even bothering abt the length or the border or any other crap. They said that the sarees wud be delivered aftr sme days to our place. I was happy dat i wudn't end up thrown from the home as soon as i reach.
We went to Tippu sultan's palace, and the place where he died, buried. Next we headed to Brindavan gardens. I really liked it. We had a ball of a time there. Iam still awaiting for the pics. We went bizarre with our cam like 3 monkeys released from the zoo. It was already 7 PM by then. Then we went to Mysore palace. Aftr dat we headed straight to bglr n then to our room. It was 1 AM by the time we reached room.
12th May, Monday :
Ram works in HAL. He was very adamant on showing his knowledge abt the fighter aircrafts n the service their project render to the aircraft.
Museums stands at 1st position in my list of "most boring things". I had to drag myself for the sheer enthu of ram as he was hell bent on proving things here. I was more interested in the lady who was reading book there than the fighter aircrafts. After dat we went to shiv temple. We thot of going to iskon temple but we didnt had time as we had to catch our train at 6 PM. We thot of going to a nearby place so dat we cud return back early. We headed straight to Lal bagh. Mr. sincere's (ram) lack of knowledge about places in bglr made us walk for 45 mins in the scorching sun to reach Lal bagh. We were reluctant to get into an auto coz of the incident we had on sunday night. If u dnt guide the autowallahs they wud take u for a city ride.
Finally we reached Lal bagh. I heard abt it from my frnds. But then i thot it wudn't be dat bad either. Generally anywhere we wud have 'lover's association of India' member's presence in the park. I was utterly amazed by their sheer courage. They were to prove their "pyar ki shakti" n their isolation from the outside world. I dnt knw abt the IT progress, but the lovers in bglr are way ahead than their counterparts in Hyderabad. Actually it was embarrassing (now u don't lower ur left eyebrow n say , is it ? ).
It was already 4 PM by then. We reached our place, packed things and headed straight to majestic( I dnt knw if its the rite name. I was always calling it magistrate) railway station. There was a tinge of dis-satisfaction that the ppl whom i called my "very gud frnds" had very little time to spend with me. This time the reservation chart showed 3 F-16 - F-25's in our bogey :D. Its other thing that we didnt even talk to them in the whole journey.
13 th of may tuesday, i reached my home by 7.30 AM. Then was off to office by 9.30 AM.
So Finally if i have to sum -up the whole experience in one line, "Its was gud, but it cud have been bettr".
'Namma karnataka' zindabad :P.
P.S : Oh forgot, the sarees have come. N guess wht, My mom actually liked them :D :D. I really felt gud as it was the first time i gifted anything to my mom. I don't know if iam actually feeling gud aftr the trip, but surely sme things have ruined.
Thursday, April 3, 2008
'Emotions Ke loose motions ....'
Why iam i this way ??. Why do i feel lonely all the time. ?? Why do i call myself a "tragedy king" ?? Why does the dog in my street bark every time on seeing me ??
Well these are some of the million dollar questions i put to myself. I know i exagerated a bit, but who cares. If u think it isn't worth worrying abt. Think again. The first impression ppl get when they see me is tht iam an extrovert and fun to be with. They always end up with "is-he-sick-or-wht" expression. I wont blame them. Its jus that i develop an attachment dat bit extra to their liking. Without even considering about their feelings towards me.
At one time i feel over the top, and the next moment start singing "chal akela ... " in an awful voice, which is powerful enough to take anyone into depression. I wonder whether its congenital defect or does it have to do anything with my zodiac sign. FYI, iam a cancerian.
Well iam going through not-so-good days. Work was hectic at its best. I had to send a snapshot of my weekly attendance to my friends to say dat i do work :D. 'Release' is the word PMs use to sentence us in a jail called cubicle. I can't explain how i felt at dat moment. Weekends completely in office. Can u think of any other nightmare ??. I dont know why these code releases are always on Monday. PMs must be working hard on schedules to make us sweat with the a/c on. Well, no point in dwelling on this. Therez a famous saying in english. Though its a non-veg one. Complete discretion recommended. If u can't escape the ........ , enjoy the .... . N dats what iam following. U think u can push urself to the limit, but it comes at the cost of side-effects. Like frustration, anger to name a few.
On a personal note. Things have been at their worst possible best.
Some things have to end. They jus cant keep crawling at the cost of ones self-respect. Therez a limit for everything. The more u think about it, the more it hurts. Is liking n caring for ppl a sin ?. Y don't they understand that. Does it get to their heads ??. If that's the case, then iam not far behind either. Iam ready to show them the real meaning of that phrase. These days i really needed a smeone to console me. I really miss them.
The bad news is that, i have started being rude. No point in being a mimosa, when ppl take u as easy as a samosa. I know dats the worst u cud have read for a while. I don't know, iam loosing my mind. N i have started using the word "Busy". Earlier, even if my PM was breathing under my neck, i would have never used it. I always thought, we can't be busy to a extent, where we cant have time for our loved ones. Well as tasneem says, its all about prioritizing things. The problem with me is, i have neva tried to put things in perspective. I have leant more lessons now, than i had learnt in my acads. N i think its high time dat i implement them.
Dn't rememba where i saw this , " Neva make someone a priority in ur life, when ur jus a option in their's". I think it fits the bill, abt wht iam trying to say now. . May b, its the only solution for my probs. "Der aye, doorust aye" type.
I know iam sick. N i need to take a break. Before i exhale any more fire. I'll take leave.
Well these are some of the million dollar questions i put to myself. I know i exagerated a bit, but who cares. If u think it isn't worth worrying abt. Think again. The first impression ppl get when they see me is tht iam an extrovert and fun to be with. They always end up with "is-he-sick-or-wht" expression. I wont blame them. Its jus that i develop an attachment dat bit extra to their liking. Without even considering about their feelings towards me.
At one time i feel over the top, and the next moment start singing "chal akela ... " in an awful voice, which is powerful enough to take anyone into depression. I wonder whether its congenital defect or does it have to do anything with my zodiac sign. FYI, iam a cancerian.
Well iam going through not-so-good days. Work was hectic at its best. I had to send a snapshot of my weekly attendance to my friends to say dat i do work :D. 'Release' is the word PMs use to sentence us in a jail called cubicle. I can't explain how i felt at dat moment. Weekends completely in office. Can u think of any other nightmare ??. I dont know why these code releases are always on Monday. PMs must be working hard on schedules to make us sweat with the a/c on. Well, no point in dwelling on this. Therez a famous saying in english. Though its a non-veg one. Complete discretion recommended. If u can't escape the ........ , enjoy the .... . N dats what iam following. U think u can push urself to the limit, but it comes at the cost of side-effects. Like frustration, anger to name a few.
On a personal note. Things have been at their worst possible best.
Some things have to end. They jus cant keep crawling at the cost of ones self-respect. Therez a limit for everything. The more u think about it, the more it hurts. Is liking n caring for ppl a sin ?. Y don't they understand that. Does it get to their heads ??. If that's the case, then iam not far behind either. Iam ready to show them the real meaning of that phrase. These days i really needed a smeone to console me. I really miss them.
The bad news is that, i have started being rude. No point in being a mimosa, when ppl take u as easy as a samosa. I know dats the worst u cud have read for a while. I don't know, iam loosing my mind. N i have started using the word "Busy". Earlier, even if my PM was breathing under my neck, i would have never used it. I always thought, we can't be busy to a extent, where we cant have time for our loved ones. Well as tasneem says, its all about prioritizing things. The problem with me is, i have neva tried to put things in perspective. I have leant more lessons now, than i had learnt in my acads. N i think its high time dat i implement them.
Dn't rememba where i saw this , " Neva make someone a priority in ur life, when ur jus a option in their's". I think it fits the bill, abt wht iam trying to say now. . May b, its the only solution for my probs. "Der aye, doorust aye" type.
I know iam sick. N i need to take a break. Before i exhale any more fire. I'll take leave.
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Me and My Resolutions
I Wish you all a very happy new year 2008. I know iam the last person on this planet to wish. Its so late that it can't even be categorized into "belated wishes" category. Saying that I was busy would be the biggest lie of the year. Woh bolthe hain na, ' likhne ka keeda ' mujhe kabhi kabhi hi kaatha hai. Without any further delay, apni aukaad pe aatha hoon.
When u wear formal dress with shirt tucked-in and a card hanging on the neck (id card), u tend to think like a professional. As a part of professionalism, u get ur career graph printed right on u r head. N use the GPS system to see if its in the right track. Hmm, I wouldn't say i have reached that state, but surely some things have rubbed onto me.
I feel like having a look at the promises i made to myself in the form of resolutions during last year and their progress.
1) " work hard, enjoy harder ". :
This is the most trickier of all. If u work hard, wherez the time for fun. I dnt knw about the first part but i have followed the second part in its true sense. We are a group of 4 morons. we manage to have a blast even at a funeral. Its been 5 months since we know each other and i think we have missed just 2 weekends. Its like we are waiting for the weekend. All in all iam having fun. Coming to the work part, during the most part of the year i was jus passing time. I desperately wanted to join a project. I guess some god heard it and he landed me into this hell. I guess i have mentioned about this project in my previous post. Its no fun trying to remember hell. My average working hours for 3 months was 14 hrs. So to talk in business terms, " my last quarter efforts meets expectations " :p . It gave me the opportunity to make new frnds, the cab drivers, the cabs in-charge, and like. The cabs in-charge is very upset when i leave the office by any chance even at 8.30 pm. So as to not to hurt his feelings and my PM's too, i dive my head into the monitor and wait for the security ppl to drag me out at night. For a change, iam loving my work. So i wud say the year went well and i score nos marginally better than dhoni's average in australia tour.
2) To eat chapattis :
Now-a-days I eat chapattis as if i was born in Punjab or any north-indian state. If u think this must be the silliest resolutions of all time, i wud say " abhi post baaki hai mere bhai ". If u still think dat its too silly, imagine the pain of a sardar ji who is made to eat idly or dosa with saamber. Kasam sardar ji pe joke marne wale ki, iske tho pure number milne chahiye mujhe.
3) To eat curd :
This gives the above resolution a run for its money. Sorry to say, but i still hate curd. Have tried it many times but failed miserably in adding it to my daily diet. Like dhoni failing in australian tour.
Hmmm so i leave it to the beloved reader to decide whether i have succeded or not. I know iam talking as if there is some reality show going on and iam part of it.
Here i come ( rather shamelessly) with another set of resolutions ( most probably to break it) for this year 2008.
1) To change the company ( jump jilani is my idol ).
2) Stop having blasts at funerals .
3) To be more technical than lalu.
4) To complete SCJP certification.
I think we should set realistic goals. Rather than being too ambitious and feeling low on confidence when failing to achieve them. 3 and 4 falls under the ambitious category. Lets hope for the best. If my mom gets to hear the forbidden words like "career graph", "professionalism", "goals" frm me, she would surely call up the psychiatrist for an appointment.
Till i get bitten by ' likhne ka keeda ', u can help my mom in suggesting a nice psychiatrist.
Signing off .....
When u wear formal dress with shirt tucked-in and a card hanging on the neck (id card), u tend to think like a professional. As a part of professionalism, u get ur career graph printed right on u r head. N use the GPS system to see if its in the right track. Hmm, I wouldn't say i have reached that state, but surely some things have rubbed onto me.
I feel like having a look at the promises i made to myself in the form of resolutions during last year and their progress.
1) " work hard, enjoy harder ". :
This is the most trickier of all. If u work hard, wherez the time for fun. I dnt knw about the first part but i have followed the second part in its true sense. We are a group of 4 morons. we manage to have a blast even at a funeral. Its been 5 months since we know each other and i think we have missed just 2 weekends. Its like we are waiting for the weekend. All in all iam having fun. Coming to the work part, during the most part of the year i was jus passing time. I desperately wanted to join a project. I guess some god heard it and he landed me into this hell. I guess i have mentioned about this project in my previous post. Its no fun trying to remember hell. My average working hours for 3 months was 14 hrs. So to talk in business terms, " my last quarter efforts meets expectations " :p . It gave me the opportunity to make new frnds, the cab drivers, the cabs in-charge, and like. The cabs in-charge is very upset when i leave the office by any chance even at 8.30 pm. So as to not to hurt his feelings and my PM's too, i dive my head into the monitor and wait for the security ppl to drag me out at night. For a change, iam loving my work. So i wud say the year went well and i score nos marginally better than dhoni's average in australia tour.
2) To eat chapattis :
Now-a-days I eat chapattis as if i was born in Punjab or any north-indian state. If u think this must be the silliest resolutions of all time, i wud say " abhi post baaki hai mere bhai ". If u still think dat its too silly, imagine the pain of a sardar ji who is made to eat idly or dosa with saamber. Kasam sardar ji pe joke marne wale ki, iske tho pure number milne chahiye mujhe.
3) To eat curd :
This gives the above resolution a run for its money. Sorry to say, but i still hate curd. Have tried it many times but failed miserably in adding it to my daily diet. Like dhoni failing in australian tour.
Hmmm so i leave it to the beloved reader to decide whether i have succeded or not. I know iam talking as if there is some reality show going on and iam part of it.
Here i come ( rather shamelessly) with another set of resolutions ( most probably to break it) for this year 2008.
1) To change the company ( jump jilani is my idol ).
2) Stop having blasts at funerals .
3) To be more technical than lalu.
4) To complete SCJP certification.
I think we should set realistic goals. Rather than being too ambitious and feeling low on confidence when failing to achieve them. 3 and 4 falls under the ambitious category. Lets hope for the best. If my mom gets to hear the forbidden words like "career graph", "professionalism", "goals" frm me, she would surely call up the psychiatrist for an appointment.
Till i get bitten by ' likhne ka keeda ', u can help my mom in suggesting a nice psychiatrist.
Signing off .....
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