Re-Appearing act

People close to me would be knowing how hectic life for me has been. The responsibilities have grew manifolds due to extra time i need to give to my family. But, i won't mind anywez ;)=

But i sincerely miss my blogging, so i am planning to go for moblogging. Though the effect would be same, but i would try to blog onto here through my recently purchased CyberShot mobile.

Rest goes very clean and green. Life is good and good to know the waiting readers ... I am still alive !! :)

Take care all and chao ! Will post more pretty soon.

Beautiful life

:-) smileys all d way now.

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Rakhi festive and Innocuous beliefs

Yesterday, like every year, with all the zeal, we were pumped about celebrating rakhi with our brothers and sisters. The morning saw us getting ready early and making a swift exit to our parental uncle's (mama) house. The day was written to be refreshing as it involves meeting lots of people who we seldom meet or can't find much portion of time.

Everything was scripted to be perfect untill we found that the other than the traffic on the road and our punctuality, there is some other element involved that has to decide when should .. or infact at what time, we should observe the festive.

As i reached my Mama's house, he welcomed us with the fact that priests has suggested a specific time period ... Holy time period ... that is, for tying the rakhi on brother's wrist. Now what the time has to do with tying the rakhi? and i just had a triffle of doubt, how are priests and rakhi connected with each other? we were not worshiping any god? do we? yet our complete family and relatives were generously admanant to believe the mindless-beliefs without having any perpetual logics behind.

So, here how our Dear pandit ji has drafted the time table for the occassion .. no ... "Auspicious Occassion". The rakhi is to be tied from 10 A.M. till 11:30 A.M. if you fail to do so, then the next auspicious occassion falls between 2:35 P.M. till 4:00 P.M. Panditji was surely giving enough workout schedule.

Amongst all this, after a day, being an un-revolutionised part of it, i feel that i may safely call this .. "Rubbish", a mindless gathering of Rubbish. The world will not stop if one stops believing this idiotic pandits, who just make even breathing a HOLY habbit. There is no boundations on living, but this auspicious timings and age-old paradigms are certainly a lost of sense to me.

This is a time, when we as a society must look beyond this immaturish digging of hapless beliefs. Time is that we should make a mark by working hard for us, and not to please the GOD, for whom we don't even know how his protocols work?

We all must thank god for our existence, for auto-balancing everything in and around us, but whilst, let not these helpless freaks(priests) take the cue of it.

Salute to the power which created us.

Back to Business

Once again ... its been such a long time, since i hit the blog posting. Sadly, due to one thing or another, last week kept me aside from doing the thing i really liked ... BLOGGING! But, don't tend to think that i hit the magic lamp and i was busy throughout last week ... to find the pleasing ways to make genie give his elusive appearance. Neither i was grossed into a Harry Potter and weaving the magical web around me. Though i thank god, that i never got the chance to go through even the first part of the harry potter series. my mom thanks me for that, and to the fact that i still think that Brooms in my house dont fly!!

The last week was different, there were some unmentionable incidences, plus, few surprising and cheerful moments, yet, still they are unmentionable in a way.

So, let me come straight on the clear picture, and leave the classification of incidences. The nice thing we get in this week was a new office.



From the old crappy featureless, horror hall building, we shifted to the new palace, 'ooo wow' looking building. Ultra cool Air Conditioner, A golf field like Reception area, multi-tier broad floors with cool comfy infrastructure and polished floors all around were thouroughly competitive and energetic on their own.






"Lagta hai Gareeb sheher mein aa gaye hain", one of my friend quoted. And correctly so, we were now feeling the essence of working with the Giant Indian MNC. That is so true that the workplace boosts the healthy temperament and spirit within. We are glad with the space and looking forward for some place where we can arrange a Cricket match ... well ... who would protest .. after all ... "Boys will be boys!"

Felony of Mankind - A bloody tale

Last month, country saw the gore , the unsaid and fearful gory scenes were split wide open before the world to see. It all started with the south wing of the indian IT Hub, Banglore. The IT City was shocked to see what happened within few odd minutes. 9 serial blasts rocked the epicenter of the commercial establishments and fearfully propogated the reason for belief that its always common man that has to bear the brunt of his existence, and may sometimes has to pay his dear life.

It didn't mattered that day, who cared to extend his help as for what purpose, or at which condition. It was all the feirce exhibition of horrible story, brutally written and staged by the screwed minds who went ahead to attack the innocents. These were the small bombs but were powerful enough to create the flutter in the air, and infact snatched so many sons from their mother, husband from a wife or a brother from a sister.

But story of this brutality didn't ends here. It was worse.. ... the worst has yet to come. The very next day, country, no .. the whole world was amazed to see how easily a country felt itself on her knees by the outstray of the horrible terrorism. This time, it was Ahemdabad, Capital city of Gujrat, Lots of lives lost, and human flesh was lying here and there like the broken pieces of glass.

These bombs might have shooked the two cities to the great hilt, but more than that, the scare factor in living simple, for a common man, has multiplied into the Ogre!

Good news for "Ladies"

...... and I thought, its only CARS which get parked at our office's parking lot !!

Schwarzenegger-ing

Ok! all rite! Weekend came rocking once again. And what could be better than reconciling the complete last week into a single post entry on a humid sunday morning! So, in my ambition to "boys become men" theory, the first chapter opened with a bright note. Finally after lot of twitter twitter, here and there, we (me and my friend saurabh) settled on for a Ok-Ok GYM ! Monday(22nd July 08) was the day when i step ahead in the gym for the first time in my life for a professional/formal Gym Training.

Being rookie, i was electric about the whole Muscle building thing. In the sheer stroke of excitement and joy, i poured in extra effort and stamina. All i was left with was the heavily sweat soked T-Shirt and punctured body. But a joy of getting excercised and keeping thyself fit, was equally eloquent.

Nothing special happened in this week except that every single morning, i was hitting up the GYM toning my muscles, and that was a propunding feeling. The strenghthness and hardness that comes in the body after 1 hour session is joyful.

But .. But .. But ... dont ever think that this "lazy puttar" will forget to mention the tough volleys that comes along with such a workout. Day 1 belonged to Warm-ups, Day 2 was dedicated Biceps, Day 3 saw me thrusting my Triceps, 4th day was for Shoulders and finally 5th was pumping my Thighs. At the end of this week long ordeal, i was left like a carcass held jointly together by strings. Lifting either hand above 90 degrees prewarns about the impending scream.

So much so, is the pain, that i won't call today as "Celebrating Sunday", rather, i would call it as my "Recuperating Sunday". However, i have sincerely started to find charm charisma in well shaped body, stronger Biceps, Arms and Abs. within one week, i have started to find, a confidence in wearing smart T-Shirts, and hope my efforts would pay me more by adding into my looks! Aameen! :)

The summary speech of the skit

Dialogues - Summary of Skit


Dekha Aapne? Insaan chota ho ya bada, dhanwaan ho ya nirdhan, roopwaan ho ya kuroop, uski pehchaan uske vyavahar se hi hoti hai. Jeene ko to pashu bhi jee lete hain, parantu, ek Manushya …..[gives a pause] … nods head horizontally … Ek Sacha Manav(speaks boldly) wo hai .. jo auro ke liye jiye.

Yeh kahani sirf ek kirdaar Manav sharma ki nahi, Yeh kahani aapki hai [Points left] Yeh kahaani aapki hai [Points center] aur Yeh kahani aapki bhi hai [Points right]

Iss daudti hui zindagi mein, rishto mein pyar, aur, dilo mein izzat kahi kho si gayi hai. Samay hai ki hum sankalp kare,

Hum khud se sankalp kare – Ki kisi rote hue insaan ko bharosa na sahi to do shabd khushi ke de jaayenge.
Hum khud se sankalp kare = Ki kisi chote starr ke insaan ko izzat dekar kuch ucha uthayenge
Hum khud se sankalp kare ….. Ki khud apne khuda ko, Hum Manav Bankar dikhayenge.

Yeh Kaisi Maaya Hai??

Watching TV ca be a juicy timepass for most of those Saas and Bahus who had a liking for Million Series TV Serials, or You girls who had fallen into the trap of sugary romantic heroes and their gimmicks on the small screen. And to some extent it applies to boys who wish to steal a petty glance to the models. But i am rare visitor at my dining room to see the Television.

Just today, after dinner, thot to give a glance on TV shows. Came to know that Mayawati is being proposed to the world of poliics in a big way. After manmohan, the government from the opposition team is witting to see her in the prime position. It is really stupendous and amazing to see, a women with no political background making herself the cynosure of all eyes.

Lets see what future beckons ..

What is the last post about?

If, besides me, you happen to be an avid reader of my amateur blog, you would be wondering about the last post. Thats true, my last post was like a sunlight in the rain..."An example of total inappropriateness" Thats why this post.

So let me open the covers one by one. The last post is nothing but the outline of the story of a Skit, which our team is going to perform at our Department's Party. Yes, a big party is lined up and for that we have taken the initiative to do a Skit. Now it was very tough and belligerent on our behalf to think and come up with a conclusive story. the ardous task was to choose a Humorous story and then present it with all sorts of masala in it. Sadly, it does not go well with my opinion. However, Everyone sat together for meeting, and then again a meeting, and then followed by another one.

I was persistent about doing some meaningful comedy or i could also have bargained for the humor part if our story could throw some meaningful message to everyone. "we can put comedy within the lines" I quoted to everyone. Most of the members were circumspect. They liked the idea of doing some silly yet funny comedy, like making a mockery of famous reality shows, for instance - Kaun banega Crorepati, Dus ka Dum etc.

I knew, untill i give them a strong jaw dropper of a story, i would not be able to get their nod. however, before punching the day, they concluded that they are going to go ahead with Reality show stuff. End of the day and my mind was busy exploring the social stuff, world around me ... or Indeed "Mera Jahaan".

During my journey back home, there were several things that stucked in my mind. People, poor life, deprivation, Diseases etc. I Had discussion with my father, as he was a pro in his office days. He came up with some cool ideas about the plays, short stories. While having conversation with him, i just came up with a bright fervor.

I projected, a story which deals with the life of a man whose life changes when all of a sudden all the ancillary services like Barber, Milkman, security officer, sweeper, and several other cease to work for him.

• He gets a big jolt and realizes how important they were for his petty life. He realises, the importance of Human-ness.
  
• He realizes that Human is born just like Human, its just that circumstances changes their status in society. Everyone needs to be looked in the same honor and Regard.

I thought about it ... and again. will this work, will everyone agree? On our next meeting at office, i put this idea before everyone. As i was fully convinced with the idea, the confidence and anticipation came automatically to me. I was apprehensive. Everyone looked zooming with the story. And thus, we fixed upon this one. I was elated. Having the strong understanding of the character and story line, i was labelled to be the main(central) character.

Now these days we are working all our wits and staminas to crack this up. We had a bad appraisal in our department, and everyone was down, reluctant, but i still feel that i would again get good support as we are very close to our final screening .

i would wish myself "ALL THE BEST" for my first Directorial venture.

STROKED BY A STRIKE - SKIT STORY OUTLINE

SKIT Story Outline – STROKED BY A STRIKE

DAY 1

SCENE 1

MILKMAN -Our story starts on the morning of a muggy morning, a Central character, named “Manash” getting ready for the office. While getting ready he informs that he would not like to have tea as he is too full. The doorbell rangs, his wife went on to open the door to receive the milkman. Seeing the delay of the milk delivery, he clamours upon the milkman, and insults him to the hilt.

SCENE 2

BARBER - He visits a local barber, while having haircut, Manash keeps on tilting from one side to another as he was sleepy. This causes lot of discomfort for the barber but still he tries to have a gentle haircut for him. During this adjustments, the barber trips off and by accidentally injures Manash. He asks for forgiveness, but manash is relentless. He is not willing to listen, he wanted the cutting free of cost and also asks the barber for a public apology. Barber is disgusted, as it was just because manash, this thing happened.

SCENE 3

SWEEPER – On his way back to home, in a rush, he is busy on the cell phone, and was so lost in the telephonic conversation, that he forgets that he is moving across the area which a local sweeper is cleaning up with the broom. The accident strikes back. The sweeper unknowingly blows off all the dust on him as he was coming from the wrong side, the side, from where sweeper would not have imagined somebody could come, after seeing him sweeping the road.

Manash gets irritable again. He clamours upon the sweeper, he has a funny and heated argument with sweeper. In the midst of anger he slaps the sweeper. Sweeper being a negligible person, prefers to stay quiet. He is standing there ashamed, without his fault, and Manash leaves boastfully like he has conquered a dynasty.

SCENE 4

SECURITY GUARD – On reaching office, while parking his car, he notices the security guard standing far, he disgustfully calls him to let him park his car. He accidentally bumps the car on the tree[“here the accident should be entirely from the Manash’s side, the security guard is innocent”].

Manash again is furious over the fact that security guard is sleeping on his duty, he does not know how to let the vehicle be parked. He furiously hurls handful of abuses to security and makes him embarrass before his friends.

He moves on to his work …..

The changing times...

One could easily accumulate all the astonishment in just one flush of thoughts when one sees the changing world and society around.

But more than anything, it is the change in the way children present themselves, or could one say, its amazing how smarter kids have became.

As i m sitting stuffed between the big bulky co-passengers, i can nt find a better way to entertain myself than writing this post. However, i cudnt have done any other thing whilst being packed like a neglected piece of tomatoe between two big buns (or shud i say BUMS ;)

One more very special thing which is propelling me to write this are KIDS. They r everywhere around me. Spread like the

My Day at Railway Station ..

A so common and General place can also make itself look beautiful. Especially if you have a Camera which can Trap the Hue of people around. Take a look, a Warm, Bright and Humid day at Railway station from my Eyes ...

Everything happens for good …

Over the past week, I have been filled up with STUDIES, STUDIES and lots of it. So much so that I even forgot to think anything rational except the management principles. I may perhaps consider this mess as a self given gift. The unwilling reluctance to study, and the last minute rush all contributes to it. I had observed this in my last Master Degree study, and so is this time.

This has been the very first semester of my MBA Course, and its no proud feeling. I know I have to improve upon my mistakes. Study Is all about traversing the fragments over a larger period, rather than doing it vice-versa.

Studying for any management degree is not too tough, if you have the courage to show the zeal and enthusiasm within you. The basic ailment with the working people is that they tend to forgo the basic necessity of being in constant connection with the Growing demand of professionals and strive hard to make his mark by giving the adequate time to his studies.

I joined Distance learning mode of MBA, as I felt that it would be hard for me to Leave the Job, when I am at the crucial escalating juncture of my career. Leaving Job thereon would have meant the doom and destruction for me and career. Perhaps that would have been taken all my efforts in a different mode altogether.

I am happy that after doing my MCA(Masters of Computer Applications), I am pursuing but seeing the pattern of exams and quality of questions, I can feel, if I had fought better for this throughout the semester, I would had been a king.

The aspirations which I brought at the beginning of the semester are there …. Very much there .. but nastily lying on the couch. Well .. whatever happens .. It happens for Good.

Now I feel that life teaches you a lesson, one time and every time. If you have the capability to realise and correct your mistakes, you are bound to learn and earn better. I did, in this blog. I was lousy fellow throughout, but I would definitely try to do far far better and earn the King's Crown for myself.

Still … two exams that I wrote, went well. It was all about management principles and market research, so no problems in them, The tougher ones are yet to come into the scenery and I would be anticipating that they should go smooth as well. Keeping my fingers crossed and my eyes Locked to Courseware !! Time to study now …..

MBA Exams from tomorrow ...

So, so , so !! MBA exams have finally arrived. Sitting in today, i can see the forthcoming exams(starting from tomorrow i.e. Sunday, 15th June 2008) will be a new Chapter all together. Besides having one Master degree with me, just an Year back, i thought to give myself a chance to venture into MBA degree.

In the rapidly developing environment, one has to keep him upgraded all the time. Striving should be the nature and Passionism be the Fervor. It's very hard to keep the study and Job, hand in Hand, but i believe, if one has the calibre to crack this up, he is surely going to reap the fruit of this at a later stage of his/her career.

Coming back to my MBA Examination, preparing for Exams will not be that much difficult(i think so..) as most of the content is similar to what i already have learn in my Graduation(Yeah .. i was a commerce student !) The major challenge lies in writing the paper as per the examiner's line of belief and preferences. The MBA examinations, as i may deduce, not only checks for your rememberance of a particular subject or points for that matter. rather, a good Examiner will stress more upon your Build up of the Solution and your Potential of Analyising the Facts.


For example, A Simple Basic Question, "What is the role of a manager?" may well be defined as the book-ish answer, which can easily be caught by the imagination of any Grad. But the Onus lies elsewhere. Its all about first getting into the shoes of examiner, and evaluate the answer accordingly. Manager is one who Establishes the connecting link between the Organizational Objectives and Employees goals, would be more suitable then listing down all the things which a manager does or can do in an Organization.

When i first joined, this course, I thought to exploit all my inner skills and hard labour to flourish, but sadly, my tiltation towards computers and a Bit of my carelessness prevented me to achieve what i wanted to ... in the first semester. But now, as this is the Final stages, i know, each moment is very special and precious, If i did the hard work now, and crack the exams well, i can offset all the mistakes i did in studying for the last six months. After this, i will be again in a reset position and i can start afresh from there. It's all about studying with precise technique and understanding of question and writing the nicely Evaluated answer.

So, my last few words for this post ...

There are NO shortcuts to hard work.

ALL THE BEST TO ME ... !

Baap ke zamaane ke Daam !!

मसखरी at Office !

It all got started with the little mischief that strucked in my mind early in the morning. Our good friend Sanjeev, is often known as "Cheeku" but does not like to be called so .... So, I ensured, the morning for him reminds him about his Fruit-ful Identity :)


The first mission was to change his nameplate to his more famous version of naming.

Being first in the morning, this wasn't an ardous task. happened smoothly indeed.







So, now, i became the storekeeper of the cubicle. Just was waiting like an ailing tiger waiting for its victim. The smile says all .........











So, here enters our fruity pie, and he happily agrees to get him snapped,

Not realising that चीकू कट रहा है। :)






But it was too good of him that he took everything in lighter vein, a good person by heart and a jolly personality to be with. Good work Cheek...(oops Sanjeev !! )

उधार का दीमक

भाई आपकी ये दुश्मनी किस से है?
दीमक से या उधार से?
...... या उधार के दीमक से? :)

Out of Ideas !!

When you run out of ideas, remember, sometimes, Idea can also run out of the Charge!!

I am Loving it !!

Paneless Driving

I just wonder how proficiently he is driving in this Hole-Sale Trouble. I took this picture from the back pane of a Local bus Near Akshardham Temple, Delhi on my Way to Noida.