Well I feel prety dumb when I say that am confused. But thats what is appropriate to say what I am. I wanted to go home and resign and change my job and look what I have planned meticuosly over the past three months and how well I have executed it.
Priorities on the list were to:
A) Return back to India because Singapore was boring and I wasn't saving anything.
B) Move out of that goddamn house..coz flatmates suck.
C) Change job because this one was bloody irritating, lots of work and no money.
D) Get away that unnecessary responsibility and over-commitment I attract.
E) Spend sometime with friends traveling and sharing my earnings with friends.
F) May be return to Singapore with some better job
Today with less than a week to go back to India. What all I have managed is so simple and away from what I wanted from life.
A) I am still with the same company. I am still taking the same shit and I shall have the same shit for some time in future.
B) Based on my request to go back my green card is cancelled (yep I wanted it to be so) and this means that if I come back I may have tax liability of extra 10%.
C) This is still doubtful if I will come back or not
D) Am leaving my luggage here and it will be lying here assuming that I will return.
E) I don't know when I will be coming back.
F) None of the friends have time to come with me to GOA :( to celebrate and hang out.
G) My folks are coming to bangalore and hence they don't want me to travel across India coz hard earned money will be wated.
H) No body understands what I want to do and why I coming back
I) New boss might think I am not keeping up my promise as I am not sure how the new module I have been asked to shoulder responsibility for development will come up.
J) I have to report in Bangalore office on 26th Dec.
The holidays look more like confusing that entertaining to me.
The additional tax liability may be irritating. The company may not send me back.
I may have to resign and look for other job but I don't know where when why and what.
Life is a little too chaotic and confusing as of now.
But not because things are wrong or bad. Its because this is life. I am growing up.
I am nerd and I think a little to much and I always love to Hate what life offers and think about what if scenarios.
I am trying hard to control all this but looks like it will take time to appreciate life and understand what it is and to keep this pessimism under control.
Isn't it more than good that I am going home.
Dec 7, 2005
Nov 15, 2005
bawara man dekhne chala ek sapna
"Bawara man dekhne chala ek sapna
Baware se man ke dekho bawari se baatein
Baaware se dadkane hai baaware se saasein"
With this music playing in the background I am just sitting on this wooden floor with my legs folded and thinking about what lies ahead in life. What lies spread today on the fabric of life for me , what I have already swept aside and whats about to sweep me off. Journey of life has been so straight forward yet sometimes it feels like growing old ain't just as easy as adding experience to your CV. The buffing due to the erosion of life leaves such smooth currves on the mind that sometimes even the present just slides off. And when the feet are seeped then only we realise that living this life has been hard on ur knees.
Alls well y am I disturbing these thoughts to criss cross my head....lets leave them where they belong in the pool of life drowned.
Baware se man ke dekho bawari se baatein
Baaware se dadkane hai baaware se saasein"
With this music playing in the background I am just sitting on this wooden floor with my legs folded and thinking about what lies ahead in life. What lies spread today on the fabric of life for me , what I have already swept aside and whats about to sweep me off. Journey of life has been so straight forward yet sometimes it feels like growing old ain't just as easy as adding experience to your CV. The buffing due to the erosion of life leaves such smooth currves on the mind that sometimes even the present just slides off. And when the feet are seeped then only we realise that living this life has been hard on ur knees.
Alls well y am I disturbing these thoughts to criss cross my head....lets leave them where they belong in the pool of life drowned.
Nov 9, 2005
the honest man of India
We all new generation people believe in NarayanMurthy. He is almost synonymous with the emergence of IT in India and believe it or not he is the biggest influencer of todays time. There are more people like him who make it big from scratch but they can not even dream of what Murth the founder of INFOSYS has..his honest image.
I was reading excerpts from the biography of his wife Sudha.And its so much worth mentioning that I just decided I will put it on my blog.
"It was in Pune that I met Narayan Murty through my friend Prasanna who is now the Wipro chief, who was also training in Telco. Most of the books that Prasanna lent me had Murty's name on them which meant that I had a preconceived image of the man. Contrary to expectation, Murty was shy,bespectacled and an introvert. When he invited us for dinner.. I was a bit taken aback as I thought the young man was making a very fast move. I refused since I was the only girl in the group. But Murty was relentless and we all decided to meet for dinner the next day at 7.30 p.m. at Green Fields hotel on the Main
Road,Pune.
The next day I went there at 7' o clock since I had to go to the tailor near the hotel. And what do I see? Mr. Murty waiting in front of the hotel and it was only seven. Till today, Murty maintains that I had mentioned (consciously!) that I would be going to the tailor at 7 so that I could meet him...And I maintain that I did not say any such thing consciously or unconsciously because I did not think of Murty as anything other than a friend at that stage. We have agreed to disagree
on this matter. Soon, we became friends. Our conversations were filled with Murty's experiences abroad and the books that he has read.
My friends insisted that Murty was trying to impress me because he was interested in me. I kept denying it till one fine day, after dinner Murty said, I want to tell you something. I knew this was it. It was coming. He said, I am 5'4" tall. I come from a lower middle class family. I can never become rich in my life and I can never give you any riches. You are beautiful, bright, and intelligent and you can get anyone you want. But will you marry me? I asked Murty to give me some
time for an answer. My father didn't want me to marry a wannabe politician,(a communist at that) who didn't have a steady job and wanted to build an orphanage...
When I went to Hubli I told my parents about Murty and his proposal. My mother was positive since Murty was also from Karnataka, seemed intelligent and comes from a good family. But my father asked: What's his job, his salary, his qualifications etc? Murty was working as a research assistant and was earning less than me. He was willing to go
dutch with me on our outings. My parents agreed to meet Murty in Pune on a particular day at10 a. m sharp. Murty did not turn up. How can I trust a man to take care of my daughter if he cannot keep an appointment, asked my father.
At 12noon Murty turned up in a bright red shirt! He had gone on work to Bombay, was stuck in a traffic jam on the ghats, so he hired a taxi(though it was very expensive for him) to meet his would-be father-in-law. Father was unimpressed. My father asked him what he wanted to become in life. Murty said he wanted to become a politician in the communist party and wanted to open an orphanage. My father gave his verdict. NO.
I don't want my daughter to marry somebody who wants to become a communist and then open an orphanage when he himself didn't have money to support his family.
Ironically, today, I have opened many orphanages something, which Murty wanted to do 25 years ago. By this time I realized I had developed a liking towards Murty which could only be termed as love. I wanted to marry Murty because he is an honest man. He proposed to me highlighting the negatives in his life. I promised my father that I will not marry Murty without his blessings though at the same time, I cannot marry anybody else. My father said he would agree if Murty promised to take up a steady job. But Murty refused saying he will not do things in life because somebody wanted him to. So, I was caught between the two most important people in my life.
The stalemate continued for three years during which our courtship took us to every restaurant and cinema hall in Pune. In those days, Murty was always broke. Moreover, he didn't earn much to manage. Ironically today, he manages Infosys Technologies Ltd., one of the world's most reputed companies. He always owed me money. We used to go
fordinner and he would say, I don't have money with me, you pay my share, I will return it to you later. For three years I maintained a book on Murty's debt to me.. No, he never returned the money and I finally tore it up after my wedding. The amount was a little over Rs 4000. During this interim period Murty quit his job as research assistant and started his own software business. Now, I had to pay his salary too! Towards the late 70s computers were entering India in a
big way.
During the fag end of 1977 Murty decided to take up a job as General Manager at Patni Computers in Bombay . But before he joined the company he wanted to marry me since he was to go on training to the US after joining. My father gave in as he was happy Murty had a decent job, now.
We were married in Murty's house in Banglore on February 10, 1978 with only our two families present. I got my first silk saree. The wedding expenses came to only Rs. 800 ( US $ 17) with Murty and I pulling in Rs. 400 each.
I went to the US with Murty after marriage. Murty encouraged me to see America on my own because I loved travelling. I toured America for three months on backpack and had interesting experiences which will remain freshin my mind forever. Like the time when the New York police took me into custody because they thought I was an Italian trafficking
drugs in Harlem. Or the time when I spent the night at the bottom of the Grand Canyon with an old couple. Murty panicked because he couldn't get a response from my hotel room even at midnight. He thought I was either killed or kidnapped.
IN 1981 MURTY WANTED TO START INFOSYS. HE HAD A VISION AND ZERO CAPITAL...initially I was very apprehensive about Murty getting into business. We did not have any business background.. Moreover we were
living a comfortable life in Bombay with a regular pay check and I didn't want to rock the boat. But Murty was passionate about creating good quality software. I decided to support him. Typical of Murty, he just had a dream and no money. So I gave him Rs 10,000 which I had saved for a rainy day, without his knowledge and told him, This is all I have. Take it. I give you three years sabbatical leave. I will take care of the financial needs of our house. You go and chase your dreams
without any worry. But you have only three years!
Murty and his six colleagues started Infosys in 1981,with enormous interest and hard work. In 1982 I left Telco and moved to Pune with Murty. We bought a small house on loan which also became the Infosys office. I was a clerk-cum-cook-cum-programmer.
I also took up a job as Senior Systems Analyst with Walchand group of Industries to support the house. In 1983 Infosys got their first client, MICO, in Bangalore. Murty moved to Bangalore and stayed with his mother while I went to Hubli to deliver my second child, Rohan. Ten days after my son was born, Murty left for the US on project work.
I saw him only after a year, as I was unable to join Murty in the US because my son had infantile eczema, an allergy to vaccinations. So for more than a year I did not step outside our home for fear of my son contracting an infection. It was only after Rohan got all his vaccinations that I came to Bangalore where we rented a small house in Jayanagar and rented another house as Infosys headquarters. My father presented Murty a scooter to commute. I once again became a cook,
programmer, clerk, secretary, office assistant et al. Nandan Nilekani (MD of Infosys) and his wife Rohini stayed with us. While Rohini babysat my son, I wrote programs for Infosys. There was no car, no phone, and just two kids and a bunch of us working hard, juggling our lives and having fun while Infosys was taking shape. It was not only me but also the wives of other partners too who gave their unstinted support. We all knew that our men were trying to build something good.
It was like a big joint family,taking care and looking out for one another. I still remember Sudha Gopalakrishna looking after my daughter Akshata with all care and love while Kumari Shibulal cooked for all of us. Murty made it very clear that it would either be me or him working at Infosys. Never the two of us together... I was involved with Infosys initially. Nandan Nilekani suggested I should be on the Board but Murty said he did not want a husband and wife team at Infosys. I was shocked since I had the relevant experience and technical qualifications. He said, Sudha if you want to work with
Infosys, I will withdraw, happily. I was pained to know that I will not be involved in the company my husband was building and that I would have to give up a job that I am qualified to do and love doing.
It took me a couple of days to grasp the reason behind Murty's request.. I realized that to make Infosys a success one had to give one's 100 percent. One had to be focussed on it alone with no other distractions. If the two of us had to give 100 percent to Infosys then what would happen to our home and our children? One of us had to take care of our home while the other took care of Infosys.
I opted to be a homemaker, after all Infosys was Murty's dream. It was a big sacrificebut it was one that had to be made. Even today, Murty says, Sudha, I stepped on your career to make mine. You are responsible for my success. I might have given up my career for my husband's sake. But that does not make me a doormat.... "
Inspiring story. One more GOD..one more SACHIN
I was reading excerpts from the biography of his wife Sudha.And its so much worth mentioning that I just decided I will put it on my blog.
"It was in Pune that I met Narayan Murty through my friend Prasanna who is now the Wipro chief, who was also training in Telco. Most of the books that Prasanna lent me had Murty's name on them which meant that I had a preconceived image of the man. Contrary to expectation, Murty was shy,bespectacled and an introvert. When he invited us for dinner.. I was a bit taken aback as I thought the young man was making a very fast move. I refused since I was the only girl in the group. But Murty was relentless and we all decided to meet for dinner the next day at 7.30 p.m. at Green Fields hotel on the Main
Road,Pune.
The next day I went there at 7' o clock since I had to go to the tailor near the hotel. And what do I see? Mr. Murty waiting in front of the hotel and it was only seven. Till today, Murty maintains that I had mentioned (consciously!) that I would be going to the tailor at 7 so that I could meet him...And I maintain that I did not say any such thing consciously or unconsciously because I did not think of Murty as anything other than a friend at that stage. We have agreed to disagree
on this matter. Soon, we became friends. Our conversations were filled with Murty's experiences abroad and the books that he has read.
My friends insisted that Murty was trying to impress me because he was interested in me. I kept denying it till one fine day, after dinner Murty said, I want to tell you something. I knew this was it. It was coming. He said, I am 5'4" tall. I come from a lower middle class family. I can never become rich in my life and I can never give you any riches. You are beautiful, bright, and intelligent and you can get anyone you want. But will you marry me? I asked Murty to give me some
time for an answer. My father didn't want me to marry a wannabe politician,(a communist at that) who didn't have a steady job and wanted to build an orphanage...
When I went to Hubli I told my parents about Murty and his proposal. My mother was positive since Murty was also from Karnataka, seemed intelligent and comes from a good family. But my father asked: What's his job, his salary, his qualifications etc? Murty was working as a research assistant and was earning less than me. He was willing to go
dutch with me on our outings. My parents agreed to meet Murty in Pune on a particular day at10 a. m sharp. Murty did not turn up. How can I trust a man to take care of my daughter if he cannot keep an appointment, asked my father.
At 12noon Murty turned up in a bright red shirt! He had gone on work to Bombay, was stuck in a traffic jam on the ghats, so he hired a taxi(though it was very expensive for him) to meet his would-be father-in-law. Father was unimpressed. My father asked him what he wanted to become in life. Murty said he wanted to become a politician in the communist party and wanted to open an orphanage. My father gave his verdict. NO.
I don't want my daughter to marry somebody who wants to become a communist and then open an orphanage when he himself didn't have money to support his family.
Ironically, today, I have opened many orphanages something, which Murty wanted to do 25 years ago. By this time I realized I had developed a liking towards Murty which could only be termed as love. I wanted to marry Murty because he is an honest man. He proposed to me highlighting the negatives in his life. I promised my father that I will not marry Murty without his blessings though at the same time, I cannot marry anybody else. My father said he would agree if Murty promised to take up a steady job. But Murty refused saying he will not do things in life because somebody wanted him to. So, I was caught between the two most important people in my life.
The stalemate continued for three years during which our courtship took us to every restaurant and cinema hall in Pune. In those days, Murty was always broke. Moreover, he didn't earn much to manage. Ironically today, he manages Infosys Technologies Ltd., one of the world's most reputed companies. He always owed me money. We used to go
fordinner and he would say, I don't have money with me, you pay my share, I will return it to you later. For three years I maintained a book on Murty's debt to me.. No, he never returned the money and I finally tore it up after my wedding. The amount was a little over Rs 4000. During this interim period Murty quit his job as research assistant and started his own software business. Now, I had to pay his salary too! Towards the late 70s computers were entering India in a
big way.
During the fag end of 1977 Murty decided to take up a job as General Manager at Patni Computers in Bombay . But before he joined the company he wanted to marry me since he was to go on training to the US after joining. My father gave in as he was happy Murty had a decent job, now.
We were married in Murty's house in Banglore on February 10, 1978 with only our two families present. I got my first silk saree. The wedding expenses came to only Rs. 800 ( US $ 17) with Murty and I pulling in Rs. 400 each.
I went to the US with Murty after marriage. Murty encouraged me to see America on my own because I loved travelling. I toured America for three months on backpack and had interesting experiences which will remain freshin my mind forever. Like the time when the New York police took me into custody because they thought I was an Italian trafficking
drugs in Harlem. Or the time when I spent the night at the bottom of the Grand Canyon with an old couple. Murty panicked because he couldn't get a response from my hotel room even at midnight. He thought I was either killed or kidnapped.
IN 1981 MURTY WANTED TO START INFOSYS. HE HAD A VISION AND ZERO CAPITAL...initially I was very apprehensive about Murty getting into business. We did not have any business background.. Moreover we were
living a comfortable life in Bombay with a regular pay check and I didn't want to rock the boat. But Murty was passionate about creating good quality software. I decided to support him. Typical of Murty, he just had a dream and no money. So I gave him Rs 10,000 which I had saved for a rainy day, without his knowledge and told him, This is all I have. Take it. I give you three years sabbatical leave. I will take care of the financial needs of our house. You go and chase your dreams
without any worry. But you have only three years!
Murty and his six colleagues started Infosys in 1981,with enormous interest and hard work. In 1982 I left Telco and moved to Pune with Murty. We bought a small house on loan which also became the Infosys office. I was a clerk-cum-cook-cum-programmer.
I also took up a job as Senior Systems Analyst with Walchand group of Industries to support the house. In 1983 Infosys got their first client, MICO, in Bangalore. Murty moved to Bangalore and stayed with his mother while I went to Hubli to deliver my second child, Rohan. Ten days after my son was born, Murty left for the US on project work.
I saw him only after a year, as I was unable to join Murty in the US because my son had infantile eczema, an allergy to vaccinations. So for more than a year I did not step outside our home for fear of my son contracting an infection. It was only after Rohan got all his vaccinations that I came to Bangalore where we rented a small house in Jayanagar and rented another house as Infosys headquarters. My father presented Murty a scooter to commute. I once again became a cook,
programmer, clerk, secretary, office assistant et al. Nandan Nilekani (MD of Infosys) and his wife Rohini stayed with us. While Rohini babysat my son, I wrote programs for Infosys. There was no car, no phone, and just two kids and a bunch of us working hard, juggling our lives and having fun while Infosys was taking shape. It was not only me but also the wives of other partners too who gave their unstinted support. We all knew that our men were trying to build something good.
It was like a big joint family,taking care and looking out for one another. I still remember Sudha Gopalakrishna looking after my daughter Akshata with all care and love while Kumari Shibulal cooked for all of us. Murty made it very clear that it would either be me or him working at Infosys. Never the two of us together... I was involved with Infosys initially. Nandan Nilekani suggested I should be on the Board but Murty said he did not want a husband and wife team at Infosys. I was shocked since I had the relevant experience and technical qualifications. He said, Sudha if you want to work with
Infosys, I will withdraw, happily. I was pained to know that I will not be involved in the company my husband was building and that I would have to give up a job that I am qualified to do and love doing.
It took me a couple of days to grasp the reason behind Murty's request.. I realized that to make Infosys a success one had to give one's 100 percent. One had to be focussed on it alone with no other distractions. If the two of us had to give 100 percent to Infosys then what would happen to our home and our children? One of us had to take care of our home while the other took care of Infosys.
I opted to be a homemaker, after all Infosys was Murty's dream. It was a big sacrificebut it was one that had to be made. Even today, Murty says, Sudha, I stepped on your career to make mine. You are responsible for my success. I might have given up my career for my husband's sake. But that does not make me a doormat.... "
Inspiring story. One more GOD..one more SACHIN
Nov 7, 2005
GOD IS BACK.....the christ called sachin
The ball in the game swings. Earlier it used to swing only when it was a new ball but then techniques and innovation made the ball swing even when the ball was worn and it was called reverse swing. So now the ball swings when its new and when its worn.
The game where this ball swings is not called Cricket (where India is on the rise (may be inspired by Arch Enemy..we will rise) against the Sri Lankans ) but I would call it LIFE.
Everyday in life is a lesson. Life is a school someone rightly said.And sometimes the lessons come simply from games. And if you are follower of Cricket or for that matter if you are from the sub-continent where people live, eat ,drink and sleep CRICKET, then you can clearly read the lessons this series has taught us all.
One of my friends scrapped me on orkut "FUCKING GOD IS BACK".
I couldn't realise what he was taking about. Just hours later I realised he was talking about the GOD of Cricket or "SACHIN TENDULKAR" the living legend came back to play after six months and he announces his comeback with style that no one else can match. No fireworks no spoken words, his bat does the talking.
And what it means for all of us.
He is not a captain, he is just a team player. But when he gets going the team gets a boost and in the following matches India was rolling on a high like never before. Every one hitting runs, exceptional bowling, he brought the spirit into the team..the winning zeal and the confidence the belief back. And you need not be a leader to do so.
Yes Ganguly had been successfull but thats mere statistics. The aura aroung ganguly and Sachin is so different. Thought I am not trying to convey that Ganguly was a lamer or a jerk or a looser cause that would be another debate and yes he did contribute to Indian Cricket as a captain. I firmly believe its the class of Dravids and Tendulkars who are the real Indian crickets. Dhoni Sehwag Irfan who just play cricket and don't play with media. Its not the naming game mind you. The team be it the Super Subtitute who just came to gave the drinks. Just hardwork dedication and determination and these guys have it all.
Just when these are all struggling to get a good break and to find a place for themselves in the side, we are also living our lives find a place. Not every one can be a GOD, and for being GOD you need not be a leader.
Just keep doing your work, put your hundred percent, stay true to your heart and yes success will come. Yes when it doesn't come, things go awry...when you are the only one slogging on a Sunday in office struggling, when u realise you don't get anything out of it..I feel frustrated and I also know that I am not alone feeling so.
But thats Okay. This is a learning.
Learn what life is teaching. We choose what be become.
So learn to make choices.
Try to become GOD and if you can't like me, then just follow the GOD when he is back and the motive is not success for you but for the team.
Because its like "WE WILL RISE" and not "I WILL RISE"
Images: Click on Images the original creditors sources have not been changed .sachin is from BBC.
The game where this ball swings is not called Cricket (where India is on the rise (may be inspired by Arch Enemy..we will rise) against the Sri Lankans ) but I would call it LIFE.
Everyday in life is a lesson. Life is a school someone rightly said.And sometimes the lessons come simply from games. And if you are follower of Cricket or for that matter if you are from the sub-continent where people live, eat ,drink and sleep CRICKET, then you can clearly read the lessons this series has taught us all.
One of my friends scrapped me on orkut "FUCKING GOD IS BACK".
I couldn't realise what he was taking about. Just hours later I realised he was talking about the GOD of Cricket or "SACHIN TENDULKAR" the living legend came back to play after six months and he announces his comeback with style that no one else can match. No fireworks no spoken words, his bat does the talking.
And what it means for all of us.
He is not a captain, he is just a team player. But when he gets going the team gets a boost and in the following matches India was rolling on a high like never before. Every one hitting runs, exceptional bowling, he brought the spirit into the team..the winning zeal and the confidence the belief back. And you need not be a leader to do so.Yes Ganguly had been successfull but thats mere statistics. The aura aroung ganguly and Sachin is so different. Thought I am not trying to convey that Ganguly was a lamer or a jerk or a looser cause that would be another debate and yes he did contribute to Indian Cricket as a captain. I firmly believe its the class of Dravids and Tendulkars who are the real Indian crickets. Dhoni Sehwag Irfan who just play cricket and don't play with media. Its not the naming game mind you. The team be it the Super Subtitute who just came to gave the drinks. Just hardwork dedication and determination and these guys have it all.
Just when these are all struggling to get a good break and to find a place for themselves in the side, we are also living our lives find a place. Not every one can be a GOD, and for being GOD you need not be a leader.
Just keep doing your work, put your hundred percent, stay true to your heart and yes success will come. Yes when it doesn't come, things go awry...when you are the only one slogging on a Sunday in office struggling, when u realise you don't get anything out of it..I feel frustrated and I also know that I am not alone feeling so.
But thats Okay. This is a learning.
Learn what life is teaching. We choose what be become.
So learn to make choices.
Try to become GOD and if you can't like me, then just follow the GOD when he is back and the motive is not success for you but for the team.
Because its like "WE WILL RISE" and not "I WILL RISE"
Images: Click on Images the original creditors sources have not been changed .sachin is from BBC.
Nov 2, 2005
Changing times....my life changes
Well life ain't the same n thats what life is.
There is only one thing certain about life that everything is uncertain.
Just like water, even life begins to stench when stagnated.
Like it or not but the truth is that chage is eternal but being a normal human being which I am I tend to forget it often. Then starts the process to resist the change and longer it takes to adopt and greater is the pain.
So this time around I was prepared for this big change in life.
I have accepted to this uncertanity associated with my job as a software engineer and just as expected yesterday night wasnot a pain at all.
Why was yesterday night important. It was one night I used to count days till. It was Deepawali, the biggest festival I can think of as a reason for celebration.
As a kid deepawali meant planning for months to buy those firecrackers, to wear new clothes, sweets and illuminations. Imagine whole of the city illuminated with candles, and earthern lamps and electric lights. Yes its a festivity any kid in India can't just forget.
But times did change. After the school days, I left out to pursue my bachelor's in engineering. Stayed in the university for four years and then after than enrolled for my master's in IIT. I spent six years between those two institutios but never did I miss one diwali in any form beacuse I was with my family back in Dehradun.
Sometimes brother and sister joined too with their kids but even if they didn't it was like no different because maa and papa were always thr by my side.
Though it was always a pleasure to celebrate the Diwali with everyone.
But after I passed out of IIT and came of to bangalore things changed. I was already working for 3-4 months when the Dipawali came up. For the first time in my life I was celebrating life without maa and papa, but yes this time around my sis n jiju were in bangalore so no issues. It was fun to celebrate though I missed the old times.
And then this diwali the simple world even complicated further. I am here in Singapore not very far away from Singapore but none from the family to celebrate this time. Nothing really happens and this diwali becomes like just another day of life. Quiet obvious like and quiet time, hanging out with another some one who was trying to kill his time coz he was out there like me celebrating Diwali.
So what becomes of Diwali.
Cleaning up the room including wiping the floor till 4 pm. Yes I know it sucks but mama used to do it so its kind of obvious to clean up as much as you can. Something you just do because you see your parents doing and cleanliness whatever I say I have to admit, I feel uncomfortable living without.
After that what to do catches you up. So you walk to the office. The same place where you spend the most time everyday. Then you work for few hours to be precise till 9 PM. In between you somoke and go out to buy phone cards to call everyone back in India.
@9PM you head to the eating destination where they serve good food and you like to eat though its a bit expensive but isn't it diwali.
"Pamper Yourself" boss says sometimes.
2 beers, 1 to be precise half bootle of Kingfisher small one and half of the Tiger, Maa ke Daal, Navratom Korma, Naans, Paneer Pakoda and Onion Pakoda's.
Click three snaps, take a cab and go home.
That's a new deepawali.
No its not that bad, but the thing is I still feel it would had been better had i been with friends or best if friends are reaplced by family.
But thats growing up. Because times change.
And we must grow up to know that they do.
Living independently celebrating alone is one that I am still to learn.
I can recall "Time is the teacher ", and I will learn.
May be next year I will be smart enought to light candles to know the diwali needs to be celebrated come whatever or may be I will be back with friends.
There is only one thing certain about life that everything is uncertain.
Just like water, even life begins to stench when stagnated.
Like it or not but the truth is that chage is eternal but being a normal human being which I am I tend to forget it often. Then starts the process to resist the change and longer it takes to adopt and greater is the pain.
So this time around I was prepared for this big change in life.
I have accepted to this uncertanity associated with my job as a software engineer and just as expected yesterday night wasnot a pain at all.
Why was yesterday night important. It was one night I used to count days till. It was Deepawali, the biggest festival I can think of as a reason for celebration.
As a kid deepawali meant planning for months to buy those firecrackers, to wear new clothes, sweets and illuminations. Imagine whole of the city illuminated with candles, and earthern lamps and electric lights. Yes its a festivity any kid in India can't just forget.
But times did change. After the school days, I left out to pursue my bachelor's in engineering. Stayed in the university for four years and then after than enrolled for my master's in IIT. I spent six years between those two institutios but never did I miss one diwali in any form beacuse I was with my family back in Dehradun.
Sometimes brother and sister joined too with their kids but even if they didn't it was like no different because maa and papa were always thr by my side.
Though it was always a pleasure to celebrate the Diwali with everyone.
But after I passed out of IIT and came of to bangalore things changed. I was already working for 3-4 months when the Dipawali came up. For the first time in my life I was celebrating life without maa and papa, but yes this time around my sis n jiju were in bangalore so no issues. It was fun to celebrate though I missed the old times.
And then this diwali the simple world even complicated further. I am here in Singapore not very far away from Singapore but none from the family to celebrate this time. Nothing really happens and this diwali becomes like just another day of life. Quiet obvious like and quiet time, hanging out with another some one who was trying to kill his time coz he was out there like me celebrating Diwali.
So what becomes of Diwali.
Cleaning up the room including wiping the floor till 4 pm. Yes I know it sucks but mama used to do it so its kind of obvious to clean up as much as you can. Something you just do because you see your parents doing and cleanliness whatever I say I have to admit, I feel uncomfortable living without.
After that what to do catches you up. So you walk to the office. The same place where you spend the most time everyday. Then you work for few hours to be precise till 9 PM. In between you somoke and go out to buy phone cards to call everyone back in India.
@9PM you head to the eating destination where they serve good food and you like to eat though its a bit expensive but isn't it diwali.
"Pamper Yourself" boss says sometimes.
2 beers, 1 to be precise half bootle of Kingfisher small one and half of the Tiger, Maa ke Daal, Navratom Korma, Naans, Paneer Pakoda and Onion Pakoda's.
Click three snaps, take a cab and go home.
That's a new deepawali.
No its not that bad, but the thing is I still feel it would had been better had i been with friends or best if friends are reaplced by family.
But thats growing up. Because times change.
And we must grow up to know that they do.
Living independently celebrating alone is one that I am still to learn.
I can recall "Time is the teacher ", and I will learn.
May be next year I will be smart enought to light candles to know the diwali needs to be celebrated come whatever or may be I will be back with friends.
Oct 23, 2005
spending hard earned money to become bankrupt every month
Leonard Cohen
"I don't consider myself a pessimist at all. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel completely soaked to the skin."—from interview with The Daily Telegraph (1993)
Who else can touch me so well than a person who expresses his depression so well.
And so I have bought a new album called Leonard Cohen The Essential.
Sexy album...really husky voice ....shall write more about it soon.
"I don't consider myself a pessimist at all. I think of a pessimist as someone who is waiting for it to rain. And I feel completely soaked to the skin."—from interview with The Daily Telegraph (1993)
Who else can touch me so well than a person who expresses his depression so well.
And so I have bought a new album called Leonard Cohen The Essential.
Sexy album...really husky voice ....shall write more about it soon.
Oct 5, 2005
lolz old days : for the sake of memories
The following image ain't an ordinary image.
Yep I know it Sucks but am publishing this for the sake of good old days when these girls but yes am telling u these girls were some of the most sought after.
But that ain't something special among these girls it was just the rush of harmones in the veins and the sheer pressure imagine a ratio of about 1 gal to 25 males ...
No no please dun c to it as an insult to these girls, though they were really able to keep up making choices coz of the ratio that was maintained.
:( I wanted to talk abt the history of this snap.
But something else has come up my server........be right back
Yep I know it Sucks but am publishing this for the sake of good old days when these girls but yes am telling u these girls were some of the most sought after.
But that ain't something special among these girls it was just the rush of harmones in the veins and the sheer pressure imagine a ratio of about 1 gal to 25 males ...
No no please dun c to it as an insult to these girls, though they were really able to keep up making choices coz of the ratio that was maintained.
:( I wanted to talk abt the history of this snap.
But something else has come up my server........be right back
Sep 14, 2005
and you bleed
There is a problem you know about.
There is a problem with your emotional self. It comes up when you love something, when you are emotionally too attached to something. And it makes you bleed and weep.
It makes you feel so sad about that you just can't think of something else.
And yes I have that problem with me.
It doesn't matter what is the centre of the problem but when something comes near or touches something which is so close to my heart I just can't breathe easy and here am now blogging sitting in front of one such problem, I just can't put my point across. I don't want someone to bog it down or to create a scene because here I am sitting thinking about it and bloddy in a bad mood cause of all this.
And bloody this thing ain't something really its work. Bloody this project.
Why do I regret it every time.
I have grown so myopic spending my hours over it, day after day.
To an extent that I take everything personally now.
Bloody bad. Makes me sad.
I can' take it now. I can't make it now.
Why am I making an emotional fool of mine. Why does it hurt so much. I am sick.
Why does work mix so much into my life.
What the fuck....:(
when will i stop being a fool.....when god kows when.
Look what I have now because of this sleepless nights, terrible headaches, am staying away from home in Singapore in that house that sux, I don't eat meals regularly..and I am not even professionally sure like what after RBS..why would some one hire me. I am losing everything still its like moths I keep pushing my self beyond limits.
Why ...why..why do I suffer all this..
There is a problem with your emotional self. It comes up when you love something, when you are emotionally too attached to something. And it makes you bleed and weep.
It makes you feel so sad about that you just can't think of something else.
And yes I have that problem with me.
It doesn't matter what is the centre of the problem but when something comes near or touches something which is so close to my heart I just can't breathe easy and here am now blogging sitting in front of one such problem, I just can't put my point across. I don't want someone to bog it down or to create a scene because here I am sitting thinking about it and bloddy in a bad mood cause of all this.
And bloody this thing ain't something really its work. Bloody this project.
Why do I regret it every time.
I have grown so myopic spending my hours over it, day after day.
To an extent that I take everything personally now.
Bloody bad. Makes me sad.
I can' take it now. I can't make it now.
Why am I making an emotional fool of mine. Why does it hurt so much. I am sick.
Why does work mix so much into my life.
What the fuck....:(
when will i stop being a fool.....when god kows when.
Look what I have now because of this sleepless nights, terrible headaches, am staying away from home in Singapore in that house that sux, I don't eat meals regularly..and I am not even professionally sure like what after RBS..why would some one hire me. I am losing everything still its like moths I keep pushing my self beyond limits.
Why ...why..why do I suffer all this..
Sep 9, 2005
garhwali folk music
Am in a good mood today and I don't know why? Yes thats what has become of me.
May be thats because I just had a chat with my frn avinash one guy with whom I have shared such a long time talking that anything we talk about now feels like it has already been talked about.
Or may be its about the music I am listening to.
I don't know much about garhawali music. Before that I need to tell you whomsoever you are that garhawal and kumaon are two prominent parts of the state called Uttaranchal in India. And its the place where the spirituality of the world belongs to, yes literally speaking its calles "DEVBHUMI" or the land of the gods.
Garhwalis are people who belong to this place calles Garhwal and I am one of them.
Garhwali's are famous for just what Gurkha's are known for. Their honesty and their loyalty. Am thats what makes me feel proud of.
I was not much of a garhwali until I grew up and realised how distantly I was a part of the Garhwal. I could not speak the native language, could not understand the folk music, virtually knew the place as it existed and as I started moving away I started realising that the bond was slowly and alowly becoming stronger. And I guess thats what I have realised about life that we tend to realise the importance of things only when the things are taken away from us. I didn't realise how great was my native place until I moved out, how beautiful and peaceful it was until I was away, in fact how great is India and what is the joy of being an Indian until I came here to Singapore.
But am happy better late than never.
am listening to Narendra Singh Negi. The most popular of the singers in whole of the uttaranchal and isn't it an irony in my life that being such a music buff I have attended very few of concerts and of those one was Negi's at IIT Kanpur during my post graduation days.
This is such simple music that may be people can say there is no depth in it. This is so plane and refreshing. Just like the tibbet or chinese tranditional music. Music they rightly say has no boundaries. I spent the whole day listening to tibettan and chinese music from some chinese website about tibet which I could not even decipher a word about. But I could relate to the music so easily.
Whatever it is.
I know today that India is the best. And am proud to be Indian.
I am a global citizen and music is one of the best things I can appreciate in life.
Too many things together in a post. May be it is, may be it is not but thats why its an impression of chaos in my life :)
May be thats because I just had a chat with my frn avinash one guy with whom I have shared such a long time talking that anything we talk about now feels like it has already been talked about.
Or may be its about the music I am listening to.
I don't know much about garhawali music. Before that I need to tell you whomsoever you are that garhawal and kumaon are two prominent parts of the state called Uttaranchal in India. And its the place where the spirituality of the world belongs to, yes literally speaking its calles "DEVBHUMI" or the land of the gods.
Garhwalis are people who belong to this place calles Garhwal and I am one of them.
Garhwali's are famous for just what Gurkha's are known for. Their honesty and their loyalty. Am thats what makes me feel proud of.
I was not much of a garhwali until I grew up and realised how distantly I was a part of the Garhwal. I could not speak the native language, could not understand the folk music, virtually knew the place as it existed and as I started moving away I started realising that the bond was slowly and alowly becoming stronger. And I guess thats what I have realised about life that we tend to realise the importance of things only when the things are taken away from us. I didn't realise how great was my native place until I moved out, how beautiful and peaceful it was until I was away, in fact how great is India and what is the joy of being an Indian until I came here to Singapore.
But am happy better late than never.
am listening to Narendra Singh Negi. The most popular of the singers in whole of the uttaranchal and isn't it an irony in my life that being such a music buff I have attended very few of concerts and of those one was Negi's at IIT Kanpur during my post graduation days.
This is such simple music that may be people can say there is no depth in it. This is so plane and refreshing. Just like the tibbet or chinese tranditional music. Music they rightly say has no boundaries. I spent the whole day listening to tibettan and chinese music from some chinese website about tibet which I could not even decipher a word about. But I could relate to the music so easily.
Whatever it is.
I know today that India is the best. And am proud to be Indian.
I am a global citizen and music is one of the best things I can appreciate in life.
Too many things together in a post. May be it is, may be it is not but thats why its an impression of chaos in my life :)
Aug 31, 2005
crazy days for me
Life is twisting and turning for me. I don't know who is doing what and who wants what from this life. And the worst realization over and over for me is "Man Is Not An Island". I don't feel liking to anyone these days. I don't feel like living this life. I don't feel like doing anything. There is an emptiness thats filling me.
I want to be let alone to go in my shell where I have no one to disturb me. No one and when I say no one I really mean no one not even my flatmates. It makes me feel so bad to depend on someone for something.
What the fuck? I woke up to realise that unlike everyday someone has not woken me up. Am all alone at home at 10 AM. What a bloody taste I had in my mouth. I was like bloody angry that why the hell can't I wake up everyday on my own. Okay I hurriedly took a bath called up a Cab. And when I looked at my watch just before I realised that I was wearing a jeans and T Shirt on wednesday coz I had a thing on my mind that today is "FRIDAY". I don't know whats happening to me.
Am too stubborn, growing more and more away from being social. I like to keep looking into my laptop cause it helps me fix my mind away from things which bother me. The moment I take a look away I feel utterly uncomfortable, kinda exposed naked. Its depressing at times to think all this I know I try to avoid this but it all comes back to me overn over again. I can't find things to enjoy, even if I find things they don't last enough time.
Music does not appeal to me. I am looking for people on yahoo messenger but I don't feel like talking to them. Even when I talk to someone I am stuck mostly with "AM OKAY, ARE U OKAY" kind of conversations which are mostly because once you initiated it you don't know or rather can't run away. I spend times browsing through communities on Orkut, post messages here and there out of the reason sometimes. Just to do something. The more I think about it the more I realise how little things to do I have in my life.
Morning starts with a ride to LRT to MRT, looking at people moving amongst crowds heading for a place called Office. Evenings are like stuffed back into the same trains and head towards a place people often refer to as home.
There is a kind of discipline which life is trying to put me into, to tie me down but am a free bird. A free spirit who knows not what to do, who fails to look beyond the obvious searching for something. Something which will make me feel good, make me happy but the worst part is there is nothing in this world. Ironically, the search goes on and the possibility of find that thing keeps dwindling.
Thats life. Thats my life. Thats everyones life. Sometimes I wonder if its life living or surviving.
I want to be let alone to go in my shell where I have no one to disturb me. No one and when I say no one I really mean no one not even my flatmates. It makes me feel so bad to depend on someone for something.
What the fuck? I woke up to realise that unlike everyday someone has not woken me up. Am all alone at home at 10 AM. What a bloody taste I had in my mouth. I was like bloody angry that why the hell can't I wake up everyday on my own. Okay I hurriedly took a bath called up a Cab. And when I looked at my watch just before I realised that I was wearing a jeans and T Shirt on wednesday coz I had a thing on my mind that today is "FRIDAY". I don't know whats happening to me.
Am too stubborn, growing more and more away from being social. I like to keep looking into my laptop cause it helps me fix my mind away from things which bother me. The moment I take a look away I feel utterly uncomfortable, kinda exposed naked. Its depressing at times to think all this I know I try to avoid this but it all comes back to me overn over again. I can't find things to enjoy, even if I find things they don't last enough time.
Music does not appeal to me. I am looking for people on yahoo messenger but I don't feel like talking to them. Even when I talk to someone I am stuck mostly with "AM OKAY, ARE U OKAY" kind of conversations which are mostly because once you initiated it you don't know or rather can't run away. I spend times browsing through communities on Orkut, post messages here and there out of the reason sometimes. Just to do something. The more I think about it the more I realise how little things to do I have in my life.
Morning starts with a ride to LRT to MRT, looking at people moving amongst crowds heading for a place called Office. Evenings are like stuffed back into the same trains and head towards a place people often refer to as home.
There is a kind of discipline which life is trying to put me into, to tie me down but am a free bird. A free spirit who knows not what to do, who fails to look beyond the obvious searching for something. Something which will make me feel good, make me happy but the worst part is there is nothing in this world. Ironically, the search goes on and the possibility of find that thing keeps dwindling.
Thats life. Thats my life. Thats everyones life. Sometimes I wonder if its life living or surviving.
Aug 29, 2005
China Town Walk
Life without a laptop just stops.
Misery of a software engineer he can't just live with or wihout it. I decided to take a day off from my work (Saturday n Sunday) and guess what I just couldn't decide what to d and where to go. Coming to office and working is so simple it takes away all the pain of spending time.So many things we cn literally do once I enter the Internet...n at office its always connected. Though at home also I can surf net but my buggin flatmates make life miserable n I feel better when I am alone all by me.
Neways since I had promised myself I went for a walk to China Town and I will let the pics do the talking.
This statue of the ole china man is at the metal gate of some museum around China Square and behind village
and this is one of the four marvellous gates. The oters I could not capture may be some other time I will do the same.
This one just on side of the escalators to china town's pagoda street caught my attention n this one I will name "THE GOVT", thats what was on my mind when I saw this.
There is a different architecture for temples in Singapore and Malaysia. This one is what I saw in China Town, in fact the street is called Temple Street
Don't know what coming up but workers were erecting one pagoda and something else.
It looked beautiful and interesting. There was one charachter with the bow that reminded me of the japanese version of god rama.
Walking around I discovered shades of life in Singapore which are virtually non existent to us when we move around shuffle in between office n home, travel. These untouched aspects of life are visible when you go to Little India on a Saturday or Sunday tp find labours all around or when I took this walk. Anyways claims of the government are now clear to me what it says n even what that means.
And this was the end of the walk. I left for BEDOK took a cab met a friendly cab driver n we had discussions about gambling in casinos of genting. watched Mangal Pandey which is too bad.
And what happens when there are lots of people breaking the law in a so called FINE CITY Singapore..nothing . Wish I could have taken this picture an hor before n the number of people behind this board would have made the difference. Still I will do it next time...there is a saturday every week isn't it?
more next time...can't blog on monday morning when there is work to catch up...
Misery of a software engineer he can't just live with or wihout it. I decided to take a day off from my work (Saturday n Sunday) and guess what I just couldn't decide what to d and where to go. Coming to office and working is so simple it takes away all the pain of spending time.So many things we cn literally do once I enter the Internet...n at office its always connected. Though at home also I can surf net but my buggin flatmates make life miserable n I feel better when I am alone all by me.
Neways since I had promised myself I went for a walk to China Town and I will let the pics do the talking.
This statue of the ole china man is at the metal gate of some museum around China Square and behind village
and this is one of the four marvellous gates. The oters I could not capture may be some other time I will do the same.
This one just on side of the escalators to china town's pagoda street caught my attention n this one I will name "THE GOVT", thats what was on my mind when I saw this.
There is a different architecture for temples in Singapore and Malaysia. This one is what I saw in China Town, in fact the street is called Temple Street
Don't know what coming up but workers were erecting one pagoda and something else.
It looked beautiful and interesting. There was one charachter with the bow that reminded me of the japanese version of god rama.
Walking around I discovered shades of life in Singapore which are virtually non existent to us when we move around shuffle in between office n home, travel. These untouched aspects of life are visible when you go to Little India on a Saturday or Sunday tp find labours all around or when I took this walk. Anyways claims of the government are now clear to me what it says n even what that means.
And this was the end of the walk. I left for BEDOK took a cab met a friendly cab driver n we had discussions about gambling in casinos of genting. watched Mangal Pandey which is too bad.
And what happens when there are lots of people breaking the law in a so called FINE CITY Singapore..nothing . Wish I could have taken this picture an hor before n the number of people behind this board would have made the difference. Still I will do it next time...there is a saturday every week isn't it?
more next time...can't blog on monday morning when there is work to catch up...
Aug 23, 2005
the iPOD insider story..dirty little secret
few times I have bought a product and regretted so much as of after buying my iPOD. Using an iPOD is a good experience but after knowing what apple says iPOD service an shocked...
The following is the information available in the FAQ at the official website
What happens when an iPod is serviced?
iPod equipment sent in for service is replaced with functionally equivalent new, used, or refurbished iPod equipment. Service is prcessed through AppleCare's direct mail-in system. You will not receive the same iPod that was sent in for service. If your original iPod was personalized by Apple, your replacement iPod will be automatically personalized with the same text.
and in case u thought that was all, read this.
Will the data on my iPod be preserved?
No. Songs and files will not be transferred to your replacement iPod. Make sure to back up important files, and to remove all data from your iPod before sending it to Apple. Apple is not responsible for any data sent to it in connection with service.
I have just pointed out to what apple says.
Want to read more..read about the battery replacement program
I don't know what to say....but as some one pointed out...every rose has its thorn.
iPOD is a product marketed with lots of marketing n people like me really know nothing about it except for the music experience...feel cheated in the end.
Why must not you buy an iPOD ?
a) The battery is non user reaplacable. Though apple has come a long way from the intial days when the battery was not at all replaceable n lasted only 18 months...it was official policy at apple to ask customers to buy a new iPOD instead of asking for a replacement.
b) The iTUNES software. Its hell bad of a software and bulky.
c) You can only transfer files into the iPOD and thats it. If u hvae ideas like okay you will go and copy music on ur iPOD to a friends computer or ur own machine forget it unless u r using in USB harddrive modes..but in this mode u can't play the songs on the iPOD.
d) When I send my iPOD for a battery replacement I will get someone else's iPOD which can even be a refurbished one. Imagine the same u send your laptop for replair n they send u someone else's machine.....this is unberable to me....
So option u r iPOD u inveted in is just a 1.5 years gadget..fucking expensive deal
Pity me I have a 30 GB photo iPOD I bought for 618 dollars in Singapore. I am extremely satisfied with the experience of listening to my iPOD but extremely disturbed about the hidden information which apple never talks about.
More information is available here
Aug 18, 2005
shit happens
Updated Monday 22 Aug,2005
Just when I thought it was all over, more shit happens.
I had recreated the data yesterday spending weekend in office n today when I come back I realise there is problem with not one but 847 sku's.
Yesterday was the deadline and now am growing dead..more and more
u delete the transaction ledger on the production database accidently
and u cry in pain....shame n embarassment...thats what happened with me,no one says a word and here I am trying to recover ...pull up the threads.....
I shall regret doing this.....
Sometimes when u love something too much and u kill it urself its not only pain...its much much more than that
Just when I thought it was all over, more shit happens.
I had recreated the data yesterday spending weekend in office n today when I come back I realise there is problem with not one but 847 sku's.
Yesterday was the deadline and now am growing dead..more and more
u delete the transaction ledger on the production database accidently
and u cry in pain....shame n embarassment...thats what happened with me,no one says a word and here I am trying to recover ...pull up the threads.....
I shall regret doing this.....
Sometimes when u love something too much and u kill it urself its not only pain...its much much more than that
Aug 17, 2005
lucky me
hey I have got one more pic......great yes I know this doesn't look like a part of IIT Kanpur but yes this is it..IIT K's fmaous MT
what the world needs most today
marks of modern civilization.....as they call them
Sometimes I wonder this is what the world needs...or what we need is food education health care for all....but why should I think of your problems....and why should you think of mine? And please make sure that if some one thinks about them, then it should only be limited to thinking and it has to be made sure that they are never put into action.
Ne ways this is just Petronas...looks good appealing to eyes..worth watching
Sometimes I wonder this is what the world needs...or what we need is food education health care for all....but why should I think of your problems....and why should you think of mine? And please make sure that if some one thinks about them, then it should only be limited to thinking and it has to be made sure that they are never put into action.
Ne ways this is just Petronas...looks good appealing to eyes..worth watching
Aug 16, 2005
fuel does it fuel the desire
the fuel which powers us all or is killing us down
Are we eating or this junk is eating us down.....
Imagine a life without burgers/fries ....I can see hunger and death by startvation..okay being a bit myopic I can se hypoglucomia.....
Some one rightly said that if there was a perfect roti maker, why whould a bachelor marry? I can only agree
Are we eating or this junk is eating us down.....
Imagine a life without burgers/fries ....I can see hunger and death by startvation..okay being a bit myopic I can se hypoglucomia.....
Some one rightly said that if there was a perfect roti maker, why whould a bachelor marry? I can only agree
Aug 14, 2005
pic blog
hey I thought y not maintain a picture blog woudn't it bea easier to do then writing all the things one after the another....
here the kinda office stationary that looks good ..
myTune:Led Zepplin's stairway to heaven
myMood: floating
justOneLine:wtf
here the kinda office stationary that looks good ..
myTune:Led Zepplin's stairway to heaven
myMood: floating
justOneLine:wtf
am sorry frns
sorry people I am getting so bored by life lately that I dun feel like doing anything and so I spend more and more hours in office doing nothing at all for hours together.
I just find any reason to blog as well and that explains why I didn't complete the malysia trip topic.
For the people who have been to IIT K try to recognize the guy in this snap....remember there was a place called MotorTransport...MT nothing to do with motors for us but where they served break fast ...for people like us all through the day ;).
I just find any reason to blog as well and that explains why I didn't complete the malysia trip topic.
For the people who have been to IIT K try to recognize the guy in this snap....remember there was a place called MotorTransport...MT nothing to do with motors for us but where they served break fast ...for people like us all through the day ;).
Aug 3, 2005
malaysia ..wow truly asia on road from Singapore
Thrusday July 28, 2005
Finally the packed bags were carried and 13 of us excuding the two kids (which made the whole lot of the trip miserable) boarded the ford transit and headed for Malaysia. The trip had so many deviations from the orginal plan, that I sometimes think about it and find that only thing that was common was that we were going by road and the other one is that we were going to Malaysia.
Started of the trip with the wait for Charles n Company to come to the office. Instead of the scheduled arrival at buona vista at 7:30 the bus came here almost 2 hrs late.
After clearing the Woodland's Check Point we crossed over to the no man's land between Singapore and Malaysia, drove for some 10 mins to reach the Johar bahru entry point for Malaysia. Formalities and stamping of our visa's took place n it was so fast that we hardly realised that we were in Malaysia.
Just across the Immigration office were a few shops selling miscellaneous stuff.
To my surprise they were acceptng both ringgits and sing dollars. Went in to buy a pack of Benson and Hedges which costs 11 SGD in Singapore and they guy gave me back more than 11 ringgits. That was the first realization that same Singapore dollars have lot more buying power when in Malaysia, and its almost double at most of the places.
i SGD = 2.29 Ringgits
BTW, I was greeted on board with beers by aashish. Warm Indian hospitality.
Friday 12:15 AM, Johar Bahru
First taste of local cusine in Malaysia was at Johar Bahru at this food court.
Though as a matter of fact, beers were bought at 7-11 store even before the others had taste of food. With Charles and Aasish around that is something which people can call obvious.
First Mishap: First mishap occured the moment we were geting into our transport. Shree Shree 1008 Saju ji, the daughter of King Charles 15 got her fingers trapped into the car's door. N do I need to tell what followed. Search for a doctor in the nite and .....whatever .
Malaysian Highways: Johar Bahru to Kuala Lumpur
Approximately four hours of drive on a highway which boasts a speed of upto 110 KM//hr is KL from Johar Bahru. We were back on roads at around 1:30 AM and our estimate was to reach KL in the morning.
Aashish meanwhile kept bringing out beer bottles which no one except aashish, me and rahul the people in the divider seat knew about. Just when we thought it was all over he would bring out one more and in total 5-6 bottles of beers were dscovered after we had all assumed that okay there was no more beer in the vehicle, the term "HOME BREW" was discovered here.
After around one hour of drive, listening to those songs for the mentally challenged which anand had brought with him and were played until the cd was lost some days later..am really happy for that :D, the driver stopped. He was feeling sleepy. Another one hour and he gave up and Shoaib took over the driver's seat, and drove all the way to just outskirts of Kuala Lumpur.
Rahul had taken over the co-driver's seat and then it started to rain as well.
Heavy rains..lotsa water on roads, driver sleeping..only 3-4 people awake, that was the most difficult time to stay focussed...and stay awake.
We checked in to the Federal Hotel in Kuala Lumpurat 6 am in the morning, and it was really a lovely hotel.
Kuala Lumpur 11 AM, July 29 2005
Woke up to find that Shoaib, ankita, rahul were the only people interested to go out. Sandip, ravi and murari were awready missing.
Went out to explore KL for breakfast. Girls greeted us at a place near our hotel rehearsing for some fashion show...had coffee with lotsa cream n chicken sandwitches for break fast @ STARBUCKS.
Lunch and mobilising the group took full 3-4 hours, which was really horrible and from thr we left for some shopping mall, suggested by our driver and accidently we discovered that there was some boating scene downstairs and before we realised all the people were in a boat heading for the open mine
Some beautiful snaps were clicked on the boat ride and I think the whole 30 mins ride was an awesome experience in itself.
Halted at some meenar where we could c the petronas towers from the front.
Wow what a view of the KL from that tower.
hard rock cafe wow what an electric place to be and beer so cheap compared to singapore...beer beer n beer ...we did booze from midnight to almost 3 am in the morning till they time the band called it a day.
but before we left I was sloshed enuf......and lotsa things happened that nite.
BM
will countinue later
Finally the packed bags were carried and 13 of us excuding the two kids (which made the whole lot of the trip miserable) boarded the ford transit and headed for Malaysia. The trip had so many deviations from the orginal plan, that I sometimes think about it and find that only thing that was common was that we were going by road and the other one is that we were going to Malaysia.
Started of the trip with the wait for Charles n Company to come to the office. Instead of the scheduled arrival at buona vista at 7:30 the bus came here almost 2 hrs late.
After clearing the Woodland's Check Point we crossed over to the no man's land between Singapore and Malaysia, drove for some 10 mins to reach the Johar bahru entry point for Malaysia. Formalities and stamping of our visa's took place n it was so fast that we hardly realised that we were in Malaysia.
Just across the Immigration office were a few shops selling miscellaneous stuff.
To my surprise they were acceptng both ringgits and sing dollars. Went in to buy a pack of Benson and Hedges which costs 11 SGD in Singapore and they guy gave me back more than 11 ringgits. That was the first realization that same Singapore dollars have lot more buying power when in Malaysia, and its almost double at most of the places.
i SGD = 2.29 Ringgits
BTW, I was greeted on board with beers by aashish. Warm Indian hospitality.
Friday 12:15 AM, Johar Bahru
First taste of local cusine in Malaysia was at Johar Bahru at this food court.
Though as a matter of fact, beers were bought at 7-11 store even before the others had taste of food. With Charles and Aasish around that is something which people can call obvious.
First Mishap: First mishap occured the moment we were geting into our transport. Shree Shree 1008 Saju ji, the daughter of King Charles 15 got her fingers trapped into the car's door. N do I need to tell what followed. Search for a doctor in the nite and .....whatever .
Malaysian Highways: Johar Bahru to Kuala Lumpur
Approximately four hours of drive on a highway which boasts a speed of upto 110 KM//hr is KL from Johar Bahru. We were back on roads at around 1:30 AM and our estimate was to reach KL in the morning.
Aashish meanwhile kept bringing out beer bottles which no one except aashish, me and rahul the people in the divider seat knew about. Just when we thought it was all over he would bring out one more and in total 5-6 bottles of beers were dscovered after we had all assumed that okay there was no more beer in the vehicle, the term "HOME BREW" was discovered here.
After around one hour of drive, listening to those songs for the mentally challenged which anand had brought with him and were played until the cd was lost some days later..am really happy for that :D, the driver stopped. He was feeling sleepy. Another one hour and he gave up and Shoaib took over the driver's seat, and drove all the way to just outskirts of Kuala Lumpur.
Rahul had taken over the co-driver's seat and then it started to rain as well.
Heavy rains..lotsa water on roads, driver sleeping..only 3-4 people awake, that was the most difficult time to stay focussed...and stay awake.
We checked in to the Federal Hotel in Kuala Lumpurat 6 am in the morning, and it was really a lovely hotel.
Kuala Lumpur 11 AM, July 29 2005
Woke up to find that Shoaib, ankita, rahul were the only people interested to go out. Sandip, ravi and murari were awready missing.
Went out to explore KL for breakfast. Girls greeted us at a place near our hotel rehearsing for some fashion show...had coffee with lotsa cream n chicken sandwitches for break fast @ STARBUCKS.
Lunch and mobilising the group took full 3-4 hours, which was really horrible and from thr we left for some shopping mall, suggested by our driver and accidently we discovered that there was some boating scene downstairs and before we realised all the people were in a boat heading for the open mine
Some beautiful snaps were clicked on the boat ride and I think the whole 30 mins ride was an awesome experience in itself.
Halted at some meenar where we could c the petronas towers from the front.
Wow what a view of the KL from that tower.
hard rock cafe wow what an electric place to be and beer so cheap compared to singapore...beer beer n beer ...we did booze from midnight to almost 3 am in the morning till they time the band called it a day.
but before we left I was sloshed enuf......and lotsa things happened that nite.
BM
will countinue later
Jul 26, 2005
the indian mass production factory
With the kinda fits of frenziness, its not very unnatural for me to remain quiet for prolonged periods or just to lie down on the bed with lights off n think abt all the things that I never seem to understand, smoking one after the another, filling my ashtray aka 'CUP of LIFE'***.
Indian life has been so simple for me and ye so chaotic that I don't even know which direction to take. Spending time with myslef I even tend to forget at times that there is a dimension called time and money which most of the times decide the fate of us all especially people in third world countires. Where by there are so high stakes to settle ourselves down that we tend to become lost in the rat race. Starting from school we try really hard to beat the hit out of others. Professional degrees seem to be the most logical way to head for as they appear to be the paths to success and comfort and are rated high in out little midclass society. Education and degrees are portrayed as the easy way to success, no not success but gurantees sucess.
Look at me today, not one of those exceptional few, but still I have two professional degrees, bachelor's in engineering from a government college which was okay i accept not IIT (ones faour for their 1% success rates in entrance exams) and one post graduate degree from the same dreaded IIT. Shall not get into the IIT debate, lets chuck it off sometimes later I will take it up. And in India its not like that am the only one, I know atleast 50 of my batchmates who did the same....and after all these degrees what are we all doing and how much are we being compensated for our work. and what have we really got out of the years we spent preaparing ourselves for the career.
The fate that India is suffering today, all engineering and realted degrees have merged into one sector called services. Imagine a plight of a country where only one state called TamilNadu produces 70,000 engineers alone. And we have some 10 states doing the same thing on the same scale. Where are we all heading for. A mechnical engineer is doing the same thing what a civil enginner does and what an MSc or MCA in computers does.
Oh for the people who still don't know in our land the more difficult an exam is to crack more people appear for it. This is a national craze and employers are looking for people in the same way, prioritizing them on the basis of their educational institiutes. And in that roll there is an unsaid rule of thumb, I call it unsaid coz its so obvious that people know it all, they don't talk about it but everybody knows.
Bachelor degree holders from IIT's are considered to be the best in India (though rating amongst IIT's is itself another issue, have to postpone this one till next time as well...btw last year it was IIT K which was on top), followed by Master's from the same institutes, followed by students from NIT's and then regional colleges compete with MCA(Master's In Computer Applications) over supremacy. Its not like that there is a major difference in all the students who get their degrees from these colleges, eventually they all do the same work...IT.
Our society n system still can't appreciate the fact that one can take an year off college just to travel around the world. Or let go around the world to tour his own country. Stakes are so high that we keep streching ourselves until one day we realise that its all so fake n when we see that what we really appreciate as life ain't life really. We are like those small mosquitoes flying in our houses....in fact not even that.
We Indian's might have the brains to solve the most complicated of problems and I take proud to say that we are the ones who have a natural knack for solving problems and only people I consider really worth competing with us are the russians. We all can speak english fluently than most others, we can talk in any accent be it american or british or singaporean (OK lah), we earn money abroad but we still are the same. We still don't know how to enjoy life.
In my life time I have found only few people who have followed their dreams on themselves, dreams which were really dreams not imitation of other people's dreams. And I think the primar reason is that when we are racing for survival, there is little room for chaisng dreams coz u know the moment u slip, there ain't no one to support and desi's aka fellow country men would be the first to make sure that u fell hard enuf not to rise again.
But this doesn't mean that these problems are Indian, I can talk about these coz am an Indian, I have felt this, seen this.
Sometimes it's really hard to say AM PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN
***CUP of LIFE not coz it's someway related to life, it is because it fills itself with ash and butts and takes out the life off you
Indian life has been so simple for me and ye so chaotic that I don't even know which direction to take. Spending time with myslef I even tend to forget at times that there is a dimension called time and money which most of the times decide the fate of us all especially people in third world countires. Where by there are so high stakes to settle ourselves down that we tend to become lost in the rat race. Starting from school we try really hard to beat the hit out of others. Professional degrees seem to be the most logical way to head for as they appear to be the paths to success and comfort and are rated high in out little midclass society. Education and degrees are portrayed as the easy way to success, no not success but gurantees sucess.
Look at me today, not one of those exceptional few, but still I have two professional degrees, bachelor's in engineering from a government college which was okay i accept not IIT (ones faour for their 1% success rates in entrance exams) and one post graduate degree from the same dreaded IIT. Shall not get into the IIT debate, lets chuck it off sometimes later I will take it up. And in India its not like that am the only one, I know atleast 50 of my batchmates who did the same....and after all these degrees what are we all doing and how much are we being compensated for our work. and what have we really got out of the years we spent preaparing ourselves for the career.
The fate that India is suffering today, all engineering and realted degrees have merged into one sector called services. Imagine a plight of a country where only one state called TamilNadu produces 70,000 engineers alone. And we have some 10 states doing the same thing on the same scale. Where are we all heading for. A mechnical engineer is doing the same thing what a civil enginner does and what an MSc or MCA in computers does.
Oh for the people who still don't know in our land the more difficult an exam is to crack more people appear for it. This is a national craze and employers are looking for people in the same way, prioritizing them on the basis of their educational institiutes. And in that roll there is an unsaid rule of thumb, I call it unsaid coz its so obvious that people know it all, they don't talk about it but everybody knows.
Bachelor degree holders from IIT's are considered to be the best in India (though rating amongst IIT's is itself another issue, have to postpone this one till next time as well...btw last year it was IIT K which was on top), followed by Master's from the same institutes, followed by students from NIT's and then regional colleges compete with MCA(Master's In Computer Applications) over supremacy. Its not like that there is a major difference in all the students who get their degrees from these colleges, eventually they all do the same work...IT.
Our society n system still can't appreciate the fact that one can take an year off college just to travel around the world. Or let go around the world to tour his own country. Stakes are so high that we keep streching ourselves until one day we realise that its all so fake n when we see that what we really appreciate as life ain't life really. We are like those small mosquitoes flying in our houses....in fact not even that.
We Indian's might have the brains to solve the most complicated of problems and I take proud to say that we are the ones who have a natural knack for solving problems and only people I consider really worth competing with us are the russians. We all can speak english fluently than most others, we can talk in any accent be it american or british or singaporean (OK lah), we earn money abroad but we still are the same. We still don't know how to enjoy life.
In my life time I have found only few people who have followed their dreams on themselves, dreams which were really dreams not imitation of other people's dreams. And I think the primar reason is that when we are racing for survival, there is little room for chaisng dreams coz u know the moment u slip, there ain't no one to support and desi's aka fellow country men would be the first to make sure that u fell hard enuf not to rise again.
But this doesn't mean that these problems are Indian, I can talk about these coz am an Indian, I have felt this, seen this.
Sometimes it's really hard to say AM PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN
***CUP of LIFE not coz it's someway related to life, it is because it fills itself with ash and butts and takes out the life off you
Jul 19, 2005
marital bliss
more n more frns are getting married more n more news are pouring in....marital bliss is it really worth falling for. Talking to the people njoying it sometimes they talk abt it so passionately that it leaves u tempting to get married (only obviously after u find a suitable partner) and very same moment when the thought of responsibility and changes in the life that it will bring along come to mind..kinda shocks ..n lets me to believe that am happy just perfect as I am today, and brigtening it up may not be a cakewalk as it seems to me on the first go.
So am tempted not to fall in the trap, and prolong it as long as I can.
I don't know but wheneve I think about it, just reminds me "GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE"
I wish all people getting married good luck..njoy the bliss if there is any ..and let me know the secret..what it is and it it really worth it all.
myMusic: Norah Jones - Feels Like Home
myMood: close to calm...very calm n happy
myMessengerStatus: Invisible
myPhoneStatus: Last call recieved was yesterday..sarvanan rokde's friend called up
Interesting Readings:
Question: What is the difference between Singapore and China?
SINGAPORE IS LIKE A DEMOCRACY RUN IN A COMMUNIST FASHION AND IN CHINA THEY ARE RUNNING COMMUNIST STATE IN A DEMOCARATIC FASHION
PS: I have just finished reading the HitchHikers Guide To The Galaxy, fantabulous book. Douglas Adams has some very interesting observations about human beings and its lovely to hear them from the mouth of aliens.
BTW: He forgot to mention that this computer EARTH is even capable of writing science fiction books and quote himself...woudn't it had been interesting as well.. Just a thought. Coz this is also I think something worth mentioning , the creativity and imagination of earthly humanoids. Ain't it so?
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@Ole Pals
" I may not know the right questions to asks, I may not have the right answers to tell you, but yes I can try to listen to what you are telling me."
So am tempted not to fall in the trap, and prolong it as long as I can.
I don't know but wheneve I think about it, just reminds me "GRASS IS ALWAYS GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE"
I wish all people getting married good luck..njoy the bliss if there is any ..and let me know the secret..what it is and it it really worth it all.
myMusic: Norah Jones - Feels Like Home
myMood: close to calm...very calm n happy
myMessengerStatus: Invisible
myPhoneStatus: Last call recieved was yesterday..sarvanan rokde's friend called up
Interesting Readings:
Question: What is the difference between Singapore and China?
SINGAPORE IS LIKE A DEMOCRACY RUN IN A COMMUNIST FASHION AND IN CHINA THEY ARE RUNNING COMMUNIST STATE IN A DEMOCARATIC FASHION
PS: I have just finished reading the HitchHikers Guide To The Galaxy, fantabulous book. Douglas Adams has some very interesting observations about human beings and its lovely to hear them from the mouth of aliens.
BTW: He forgot to mention that this computer EARTH is even capable of writing science fiction books and quote himself...woudn't it had been interesting as well.. Just a thought. Coz this is also I think something worth mentioning , the creativity and imagination of earthly humanoids. Ain't it so?
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@Ole Pals
" I may not know the right questions to asks, I may not have the right answers to tell you, but yes I can try to listen to what you are telling me."
Jul 18, 2005
vansh ...indian dining place n waterfront
In Singapore some body offers u unlimited kebabs yep both vegetarian and non vegetarian and unlimited beers (Kingfisher - United Breweries India) for just 30 SGD,in a decent in fact pretty decent resturant..then u have to say that oh its is must steal bargain. And we me and my boss did the same.
Okay to be very frank the kebabs were not reaaly great but they were infact better than reat of the places 8/10 stuff, beer was alama nicely served chilled..not in pitchers..kingfisher is the indian taste of beer in singapore 10/10 for that. The ambience is really good, better than those boat quay resturants in Singapore, a cool islolated place...at waterfont, near Singapore Indoor Stadium, Kallang.
Fantastic Sunday treat,silent waterfront experience,courteous waiters, excellent service. I must say must do for desi's in Singapore. And look at the view just outside the resturant enuf to be mesemerised, truly not Singaporean.
Jul 16, 2005
look at me now
this is how..a new gadget n guess what it is?
Hello guess it n tell me fast.
@Preeti
"this is like Banerjee Sir back in Dehradun. Well I can't remember exactly but yes he was a bit like this."
@Vidhi "Some Italian painter" (Oh thats atrange I couldn't react to this one)
Jul 14, 2005
lil update
Someone was asking me the other day dude what all u do when u are free..there ain't ne free time in mu life coz i dun know what to do wid my free time...some people may say WTF..this is crap but this me "take it or leave it".
Lil updates for the people who are still reading or wanna peep into my life a bit.
a) Am not calling any one cause am running really low on cash. I have run out of cash to buy even phone cards and my prepaid balance stands up at $8.00. So sorry people all IDD called are out of scene.
b) Am kinda frustrated wid life a lot these days, everybody seems like a monster trying to invade my space and am fighing hard wid few and surrender to others..Surely was telling someone life sux..yep it does.
c)Just to kick ass this feeling one trip is being planned off to Malaysia. godknow if it will comeup or not but whatever its some good time wasted planning it.
d)I am reading Douglas Adam's Hitchiker's Guide To The Galaxy...not one but the whole series.
e) Am listening to more heavier and black metal again. Dimmu Borgir/Slayer/Cradle Of Filth/Arch Enemy are back up on charts..metallica is going down..oh I forgot melodic and speed metal genre artists..Stratovarius and Dream Theater are up as well.
f) Am too fucked up too talk most of the times and prefer to keep my bloody mouth shut.
PS: Dun u think u have better chances to hear the words better if u use that service Skype offer for free or i u use that gadget u invested money tp buy called handphone...whatever.
Oops one more thing if u meet me today u will also find some beard they called french on...just experimenting..makes me look even more older...
Lil updates for the people who are still reading or wanna peep into my life a bit.
a) Am not calling any one cause am running really low on cash. I have run out of cash to buy even phone cards and my prepaid balance stands up at $8.00. So sorry people all IDD called are out of scene.
b) Am kinda frustrated wid life a lot these days, everybody seems like a monster trying to invade my space and am fighing hard wid few and surrender to others..Surely was telling someone life sux..yep it does.
c)Just to kick ass this feeling one trip is being planned off to Malaysia. godknow if it will comeup or not but whatever its some good time wasted planning it.
d)I am reading Douglas Adam's Hitchiker's Guide To The Galaxy...not one but the whole series.
e) Am listening to more heavier and black metal again. Dimmu Borgir/Slayer/Cradle Of Filth/Arch Enemy are back up on charts..metallica is going down..oh I forgot melodic and speed metal genre artists..Stratovarius and Dream Theater are up as well.
f) Am too fucked up too talk most of the times and prefer to keep my bloody mouth shut.
PS: Dun u think u have better chances to hear the words better if u use that service Skype offer for free or i u use that gadget u invested money tp buy called handphone...whatever.
Oops one more thing if u meet me today u will also find some beard they called french on...just experimenting..makes me look even more older...
Jul 12, 2005
yahoo lovely audibles
Yahoo has launched certain audibles which Indians are going to like a lot. I have been introduced to them only today morning and I have gone crazy looking at them. Simply superb they capture the essence of being an Indian, just perfect. Bollywood dialouges which people use so frequently and the commom slangs on the streets it so superb simply great. Feels so greatly Indian, I just couldn't resist talking to every one about them. Telling everyone what it is ...what great thing yahoo have done.
But one thing I didn't like about the new beta was the inability to send IM messages by opening the IM window n then typing the name. This means too much dependence on the GUI. Didn't like this feature of yahoo.
And my gosh I just notices that they have removed the launcast radio from this. This sucks but still audibles rock.
Imagine being a desi, another desi IM's u and u hear the other one "Yeh Chat Mujhe De De Thakur"....or " Abe..khamosh" n then a punch lands on the face.
Simply great :)
But one thing I didn't like about the new beta was the inability to send IM messages by opening the IM window n then typing the name. This means too much dependence on the GUI. Didn't like this feature of yahoo.
And my gosh I just notices that they have removed the launcast radio from this. This sucks but still audibles rock.
Imagine being a desi, another desi IM's u and u hear the other one "Yeh Chat Mujhe De De Thakur"....or " Abe..khamosh" n then a punch lands on the face.
Simply great :)
Jul 11, 2005
Review : Vision - Stratovarius
In this world doesn't happen very often atleast with me that u stumble upon an album and u find it just amazing and out of the world. And you are hooked on it unbelievably long..and u keep thinking that how many such beautiful peices of cration are out there to explore..one such masterpiece is this album.In the genre of metal, I have stumbled upon a band which sometimes remind me of Dark Saga's rhythm and melodic, rightly named n categorised into speed/melodic metal. The musicians (Timo Tolkki-guitar, Timo Kotipelto-vocals, Jari Kainulainen-bass, Jens Johansson-Keys (EX-Dio/Yngwie Malmsteen and Jörg Michael-drums (ex-Running Wild) have just done a perfet job creating the album. Timo Kotipelto vocals have depth n his fight for superiority with the Tolkki's guitar n melody of Jens have only added value ot the album. Just perfect..must buy.
Here is the listing of the Songs
1. The Kiss Of Judas
2. Black Diamond
3. Forever Free
4. Before The Winter
5. Legions
6. The Abyss Of Your Eyes
7. Holy Light
8. Paradise
9. Coming Home
10. Visions (Southern Cross)
Total time: 61.06
Steal this album...take my words for it. Btw I have been writing this review in between work..can't oorganize it ...this is a concept album called visions as it's the Stratovarius's reflection of the visions of Nastrodamus.
I shall rate the album 9/10.
One point am taking off coz the songs is because of track called Paradise, the lyrics are really bad, the music is sub-par too, the choruses are the only redeeming aspect and sometimes the album slows down so much..and the Holy Light sounds too much like Dream Theter.
Wow what lovely astro predictions!!
For the past some time, I think almost two years now, no in fact more than that, but it ain't important how long, I have been reading the daily forecasts for TAURUS, not beacause it's my gf's sun shine (Some people do it everyday...dun know is it love or something else) but because its mine.
For the past few days the forecasts have been really good..a pleasure to read every morning; but i just wish the days should have turned to be equally good.
Lets take it day by day...wouldn't it be the best idea to do the analysis with facts n figures as engineers do :)
Monday, July 11:
That romantic roll you're on isn't going anywhere just yet, which is just the way you like it. The good news is that the person you're sighing over is on the same page -- and there isn't any bad news.
I Will leave this one open cause its only 11:31 AM till this time. Shall update this later on.
Shit I can't find the yesterday's amazing forecase and not even saturday's I deleted them to clean up my mail box.
It ain't fun ...all facts gone.
But neways I will put up the jist for the forecast, it started of on Saturday as like this is the time when some one i really like following n knowing n adoring , its time to make a move towards her coz she is also thinking on the same lines. Sunday it was like this is when it will all shower on us that is me and my lady.
But what it turned out to be I spent some 22/48 hours in office working, some 4 hrs traveling to and fro between office and home some 17 hrs sleeping and rest of the time also wasn't really great just normal times eating, cleaning up, washing clothes and blah blah blah.
There was nothing too romantic or let alone romantic some thing worth mentioning.
July 09, 2005
You've never been short on ways to express your feelings for a loved one, and today will be no different. Your mission is to let your words go and say everything that's in your heart, with no holds barred
This day I spent discovering the factand preaparing myself mentally, telling myself over n over again that this weekend also am going to work and making love to what comes for free fiesta...my work.
SO dude the bottom line is not that u shouldnot subscribe to email forecasts ..or that you shouldn't hope that they won't come true...you must not do any of those but you should religiously believe them..so that atleast once u are screwed u still have some hope and the best part when u come back to work next day..after being screwed or whatever..afte reading days forecat u again have the feeling that wow another great day has started.
So subscribe those free zodiac daily forecasts and njoy them like I do :).
just to stimulate the desire further
Tuesday, July 12
Someone you see on a daily basis hasn't just caught your eye, they've also captured your attention -- so much so that you can't seem to think about anything else. Wonderfully enough, they feel the same.
FEELS SO GOOD
For the past few days the forecasts have been really good..a pleasure to read every morning; but i just wish the days should have turned to be equally good.
Lets take it day by day...wouldn't it be the best idea to do the analysis with facts n figures as engineers do :)
Monday, July 11:
That romantic roll you're on isn't going anywhere just yet, which is just the way you like it. The good news is that the person you're sighing over is on the same page -- and there isn't any bad news.
I Will leave this one open cause its only 11:31 AM till this time. Shall update this later on.
Shit I can't find the yesterday's amazing forecase and not even saturday's I deleted them to clean up my mail box.
It ain't fun ...all facts gone.
But neways I will put up the jist for the forecast, it started of on Saturday as like this is the time when some one i really like following n knowing n adoring , its time to make a move towards her coz she is also thinking on the same lines. Sunday it was like this is when it will all shower on us that is me and my lady.
But what it turned out to be I spent some 22/48 hours in office working, some 4 hrs traveling to and fro between office and home some 17 hrs sleeping and rest of the time also wasn't really great just normal times eating, cleaning up, washing clothes and blah blah blah.
There was nothing too romantic or let alone romantic some thing worth mentioning.
July 09, 2005
You've never been short on ways to express your feelings for a loved one, and today will be no different. Your mission is to let your words go and say everything that's in your heart, with no holds barred
This day I spent discovering the factand preaparing myself mentally, telling myself over n over again that this weekend also am going to work and making love to what comes for free fiesta...my work.
SO dude the bottom line is not that u shouldnot subscribe to email forecasts ..or that you shouldn't hope that they won't come true...you must not do any of those but you should religiously believe them..so that atleast once u are screwed u still have some hope and the best part when u come back to work next day..after being screwed or whatever..afte reading days forecat u again have the feeling that wow another great day has started.
So subscribe those free zodiac daily forecasts and njoy them like I do :).
just to stimulate the desire further
Tuesday, July 12
Someone you see on a daily basis hasn't just caught your eye, they've also captured your attention -- so much so that you can't seem to think about anything else. Wonderfully enough, they feel the same.
FEELS SO GOOD
Jul 10, 2005
paki desi band
Checked out a new band...called Rungg based @ pakistan and was wondering how can the same style of bands come one after the other..bands with two or three memebers, the same stereo types sounds of the guitar and vocals. Remember there was a band called Strings some days back..this Rungg is almost like them. Atleast to me it was like Strings had released some more songs. But they say these bands are grpwing in popularity, overseas atleast that's waht Rungg said on their website www.rungg.com. Check out their donwload section, there u can find some songs and videos.
7/10 kinda stuff. Paki desi pop scene us churning some good songs. Time pass types to listen to when u are looking for alternative music.
Lest I forget, I also checked out the Buddha Bar vol.7, huh I am still not in a position to write a review about it. I don't know what the compilation aims to do, which genre to allocate it to ..its kinda hovers around the trisection of trance electronic and jazz music. Loaded it to my iPOD with great expectations but may be at first go it wasn't much appleaing. Wasted time it appears, not all good to be played preferentially unless u are too much into experimenation.
Checked out the Lamb Of god's "a reason to die" video, thats a nice band looks appealing to me. I have no more songs/ videos but it lookes appealing.
This weeks top music on my list stands here today as
a) Nymphetamine - Cradle Of Filth --amazing video pushes it to top of my list
b) Burn In Hell - Dimmu Borgir
c) A Reason to Die For -- Lamb Of God
d) Light My Fire -- Doors
e) Indra story -- Buddha Dar 5
And guess what SLIPKNOT is coming to Singapore...in August.
7/10 kinda stuff. Paki desi pop scene us churning some good songs. Time pass types to listen to when u are looking for alternative music.
Lest I forget, I also checked out the Buddha Bar vol.7, huh I am still not in a position to write a review about it. I don't know what the compilation aims to do, which genre to allocate it to ..its kinda hovers around the trisection of trance electronic and jazz music. Loaded it to my iPOD with great expectations but may be at first go it wasn't much appleaing. Wasted time it appears, not all good to be played preferentially unless u are too much into experimenation.
Checked out the Lamb Of god's "a reason to die" video, thats a nice band looks appealing to me. I have no more songs/ videos but it lookes appealing.
This weeks top music on my list stands here today as
a) Nymphetamine - Cradle Of Filth --amazing video pushes it to top of my list
b) Burn In Hell - Dimmu Borgir
c) A Reason to Die For -- Lamb Of God
d) Light My Fire -- Doors
e) Indra story -- Buddha Dar 5
And guess what SLIPKNOT is coming to Singapore...in August.
Jul 7, 2005
free musik as in free beer
he he notoriously good and professionally sad..no not for me but the creators of these music pieces. This morning tried google a bit hard and pressed the throttle a little more coz my ipod was playing the same ole music and now i have some links to kindle the soul.
Genre by genre or should I post all in one shot. Okay whatever.
If you are open to experiment with ur music then come here to this website called http://mauseeqi.blogspot.com/ wonderfulu website...the guy is as smart as me...I DON"T STORE OR SHARE MUSIC I JUST SHARE THE LINKS, AND THESE LINKS ARE FROM GOOGLE...so thats the opening statement for me too. The guy has compiled some good colelctions.
http://www.idobi.com/media.wml go here for some media links if u have broadband or the patience to stream media on a dial up...well i dun have it.
I hope u know what bit torrent is. Coz some more torrents for trance are available here at this beautiful website...http://www.uktrancealliance.com/
Follow the link towards the end called archive and u will find some torrents. Download play njoy with the grass beet whatever welcome to the TRANCE
Coming back to a website which boasts to be just a blog which compiles all about videos and mp3s is this http://www.muchmusic.net/ and do I need to tell u that u can dig a lot of stuff with this website.
I wish I had the time to write a crawler like google which will just keep searching for all the free music and videos, back in college though I had a small fto script which used to scan ftp servers for their contents :-P.
And the biggest of all. The PINK FLOYD webcast footage is available here. Want to watch the masters and the biggest name in Psychedelic Rock...go here
http://yee.is-useless.org/Live%208%20-%20Pink%20Floyd%20(webcast).wmv
I have checked all links on Jul 7, 2005 and they are working fine. Take u r time and do justice to ur comp and ur cable net...
CHEERS
btw: AM STILL LOOKING FOR WHAT I STARTED LOOKING FOR----> PINK FLOYD VIDEOS----ne one can U help me find them.
Genre by genre or should I post all in one shot. Okay whatever.
If you are open to experiment with ur music then come here to this website called http://mauseeqi.blogspot.com/ wonderfulu website...the guy is as smart as me...I DON"T STORE OR SHARE MUSIC I JUST SHARE THE LINKS, AND THESE LINKS ARE FROM GOOGLE...so thats the opening statement for me too. The guy has compiled some good colelctions.
http://www.idobi.com/media.wml go here for some media links if u have broadband or the patience to stream media on a dial up...well i dun have it.
I hope u know what bit torrent is. Coz some more torrents for trance are available here at this beautiful website...http://www.uktrancealliance.com/
Follow the link towards the end called archive and u will find some torrents. Download play njoy with the grass beet whatever welcome to the TRANCE
Coming back to a website which boasts to be just a blog which compiles all about videos and mp3s is this http://www.muchmusic.net/ and do I need to tell u that u can dig a lot of stuff with this website.
I wish I had the time to write a crawler like google which will just keep searching for all the free music and videos, back in college though I had a small fto script which used to scan ftp servers for their contents :-P.
And the biggest of all. The PINK FLOYD webcast footage is available here. Want to watch the masters and the biggest name in Psychedelic Rock...go here
http://yee.is-useless.org/Live%208%20-%20Pink%20Floyd%20(webcast).wmv
I have checked all links on Jul 7, 2005 and they are working fine. Take u r time and do justice to ur comp and ur cable net...
CHEERS
btw: AM STILL LOOKING FOR WHAT I STARTED LOOKING FOR----> PINK FLOYD VIDEOS----ne one can U help me find them.
Jun 27, 2005
five days after am back
am back in singapore with loards of things..better or worst i don't know but I went to India for a brief vacation which did turn out to be a vacation but definitely not the one I would say is what i thought about.
Somethings good or bad keep happening here and there..and thats what is the essense of life.
Some great things that happened.
The moment I came out of the customs I wanted to make a phone call to TOKAS/PEEYUSH and my mobile was not responding, so I headed for a PCO..for those who don't know what it is..yes its only in countries like india that there are public phones where u pay and there is an attendent to collect the cash unlike phone call booths abroad...i made a call and then after making a call i realized I didn't even have a single penny!! of indian currency to pay..n guess what that TATA INDICOM PCO guy said...sir go get ur currency converted and come back and then pay. I was touched. This is our India. I really felt good and now I think what would had happened if I had been abroad..no one would ask an unkown person to go and come back later to pay. HATS OFF TO THE SPIRIT OF THE INDIA.
TO BE CONTD.....
Somethings good or bad keep happening here and there..and thats what is the essense of life.
Some great things that happened.
The moment I came out of the customs I wanted to make a phone call to TOKAS/PEEYUSH and my mobile was not responding, so I headed for a PCO..for those who don't know what it is..yes its only in countries like india that there are public phones where u pay and there is an attendent to collect the cash unlike phone call booths abroad...i made a call and then after making a call i realized I didn't even have a single penny!! of indian currency to pay..n guess what that TATA INDICOM PCO guy said...sir go get ur currency converted and come back and then pay. I was touched. This is our India. I really felt good and now I think what would had happened if I had been abroad..no one would ask an unkown person to go and come back later to pay. HATS OFF TO THE SPIRIT OF THE INDIA.
TO BE CONTD.....
Jun 8, 2005
home bound flight at tomorow 9 am
hey blog i will be away from u..not that I dun want to but really now I want sometime away from computers, away from the mechanical methodological life which I had been feeling broke because of in Singapore.
Now am finally going home the day when the project am working goes life...tomorrow
I will be home after alomst an year ..its been a long time a lot of happened around
i dun feel like blogging its 11:24 am in office ..not am but PM....and now am going to be back into all thins long time back...22
cya folks
Now am finally going home the day when the project am working goes life...tomorrow
I will be home after alomst an year ..its been a long time a lot of happened around
i dun feel like blogging its 11:24 am in office ..not am but PM....and now am going to be back into all thins long time back...22
cya folks
Jun 4, 2005
crazy nuts...lovely world
i shall blog just the points coz I need to end the day man tomorrow also I need to go to work, don't tell me its sunday I know but my project is in critical state and its going for implementation and I can't afoord to let it go..hope its enuf to let u all know how imp for it is me...
a) Its 12:41 am and I have to reach office tomorrow at 11 am by all means. Chinki radio is playing songs which I would had never cared to listen but I can't go and pick up a cd and play it on..too much of job..in no moood...Motu is hell asleep ..some 3 hrs sleep he awready had...oh I did't mention I spent the last hr searching for the anara gupta porn video over net..wasted time...
b) Am going home yes to india..no for a vacation and not permamnently. Will be leaving on 9th and then coming back to this place on 22 nd...this fucking place calles Singapore.
c) Oh could open the sahara website just wanted to confirm the flight timings. The site is down most of the time, being an indian company they can't even hire right people to keep their website up.
d) Couldn't sleep last night was thinking about dehradun, holidays tokas...and all all the time..was so excited that I had a very disturbed sleep...result reached office very late today ...
e) Personal failure..couldnot install RHELAS 3 on the server today. Fucking too complicated to do it on the RAID3 discs. I had never done it and it went fine till the system restarted and that fucker ...decided to freeze after grub...i can never appreciate why grub why not lilo..lilo is so straightforward..but don't know may be geeks require it..I ain't geek.
f) Went for swimming today in the aprtment swimming pool. Man taking a bath prior to a swim ain't compulsary strange isn't it...crazy. But man its good and thats why am feeling sleepy good thing lah...
g) Bad news..system is going live on the day am leaving for home...strange bad isn't it when i wanted to be there and kept on postpoing my plans to go home so that i wud be here doing imp things..now am going home at the same time..but nevermind..no regrets..am goign home after almost one and half years now....too long man too long.
last fag to kill the day n am going to shut this dumbo laptop shut...good nite...and just one request I want to know whats there in the ananra clip..was she doing it like a pro or was it just okay..
And one more last thing..somebody sent me one photograph of an indian or god knows girl but she was of asian subcontinent's origin and she was wearing a beautiful saree...but then i realised they were a series of snaps and then..she undid all her clothes....I know all indian women have sex and wear sarees but man its not easy to correlate...strange though yes it was too difficult for me to believe a women who is so gracious wearing a gal can also drop her clothes....remember someone said..."when guys say u look good in a dress, they actually mean that you would look lovely without it" ---all i can say is I don't agree.
Porn ain't easy to appreciate...even if its true.
a) Its 12:41 am and I have to reach office tomorrow at 11 am by all means. Chinki radio is playing songs which I would had never cared to listen but I can't go and pick up a cd and play it on..too much of job..in no moood...Motu is hell asleep ..some 3 hrs sleep he awready had...oh I did't mention I spent the last hr searching for the anara gupta porn video over net..wasted time...
b) Am going home yes to india..no for a vacation and not permamnently. Will be leaving on 9th and then coming back to this place on 22 nd...this fucking place calles Singapore.
c) Oh could open the sahara website just wanted to confirm the flight timings. The site is down most of the time, being an indian company they can't even hire right people to keep their website up.
d) Couldn't sleep last night was thinking about dehradun, holidays tokas...and all all the time..was so excited that I had a very disturbed sleep...result reached office very late today ...
e) Personal failure..couldnot install RHELAS 3 on the server today. Fucking too complicated to do it on the RAID3 discs. I had never done it and it went fine till the system restarted and that fucker ...decided to freeze after grub...i can never appreciate why grub why not lilo..lilo is so straightforward..but don't know may be geeks require it..I ain't geek.
f) Went for swimming today in the aprtment swimming pool. Man taking a bath prior to a swim ain't compulsary strange isn't it...crazy. But man its good and thats why am feeling sleepy good thing lah...
g) Bad news..system is going live on the day am leaving for home...strange bad isn't it when i wanted to be there and kept on postpoing my plans to go home so that i wud be here doing imp things..now am going home at the same time..but nevermind..no regrets..am goign home after almost one and half years now....too long man too long.
last fag to kill the day n am going to shut this dumbo laptop shut...good nite...and just one request I want to know whats there in the ananra clip..was she doing it like a pro or was it just okay..
And one more last thing..somebody sent me one photograph of an indian or god knows girl but she was of asian subcontinent's origin and she was wearing a beautiful saree...but then i realised they were a series of snaps and then..she undid all her clothes....I know all indian women have sex and wear sarees but man its not easy to correlate...strange though yes it was too difficult for me to believe a women who is so gracious wearing a gal can also drop her clothes....remember someone said..."when guys say u look good in a dress, they actually mean that you would look lovely without it" ---all i can say is I don't agree.
Porn ain't easy to appreciate...even if its true.
May 26, 2005
26 May,2005 1800 hrs to Time I go home
1750 hr
Songs i likes playing on yahoo radio today, though its not a comprehensive list...n in case you all come here to view/look or whatever to look/feel/smell the shit I churn sometime leave a message..won't mind.
Breakfast: None --woke up at 7 am waited for 30 mins to get into shower coz motu was in
1804 hr:** yahoo radio is dead lemee c what happened....lemme c..stopped all of a sudden..boss missing from next seat ..i wonder we keep our laptops so close..i mean me n boss should not...launcast again started.
oh boss had assigned some job..i dun feel like working these days..dun know whats happeing...but still am working..
finally i hear music playing in my ears..which song is this..IRON MAIDEN...greatRUN TO THE HILLS.....lemme work for some time..will get back...drummin n gutaring this part is good of the song...
1812 hrs: Priya is too busy now earlier she wanted to be a lil busy..tomorrow is her last day in NTUC..yahoo radio has pulled up a sexy number by U2 called WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAME..but these guys ain't very reliable next song is gonna be perfectly crap and this is my customized station so u novices who plan to tune in to any station imagine kinda experience u will have..off looking at that SKU batch job now...fucking confusing it is..which thing which store which location which concept...RETAIL is so complicated of a domain..
Back to work....
1824 hrboss sitting next..knock knock knocking on heavens door- GnR
2000 hrs: hey am running home...........
Songs i likes playing on yahoo radio today, though its not a comprehensive list...n in case you all come here to view/look or whatever to look/feel/smell the shit I churn sometime leave a message..won't mind.
Breakfast: None --woke up at 7 am waited for 30 mins to get into shower coz motu was in
1804 hr:** yahoo radio is dead lemee c what happened....lemme c..stopped all of a sudden..boss missing from next seat ..i wonder we keep our laptops so close..i mean me n boss should not...launcast again started.
oh boss had assigned some job..i dun feel like working these days..dun know whats happeing...but still am working..
finally i hear music playing in my ears..which song is this..IRON MAIDEN...greatRUN TO THE HILLS.....lemme work for some time..will get back...drummin n gutaring this part is good of the song...
1812 hrs: Priya is too busy now earlier she wanted to be a lil busy..tomorrow is her last day in NTUC..yahoo radio has pulled up a sexy number by U2 called WHERE THE STREETS HAVE NO NAME..but these guys ain't very reliable next song is gonna be perfectly crap and this is my customized station so u novices who plan to tune in to any station imagine kinda experience u will have..off looking at that SKU batch job now...fucking confusing it is..which thing which store which location which concept...RETAIL is so complicated of a domain..
Back to work....
1824 hrboss sitting next..knock knock knocking on heavens door- GnR
2000 hrs: hey am running home...........
"WELCOME TO THE MACHINE"
Pink Floyd's version of life seems pretty appropriate to start up a day n to blog early morning sitting at the client's place waiting for the more experienced and more responsible people to arrive, beacause being the youngest one you own the code you WRITE; you BEAR the responsibility when it fails; you literally OWE EXPLANATIONS for everything about it but you cannot decide or take a decision about changing and manipulating it because you are a novice.
So here I am waiting for people to take decisions and then act upon them. In fact this makes life simpler for me. Come whatever I shall not, or I can't that's more proper say or do something unless asked to do...that's y I said welcome to the machine.
But working late in the offices has kind of become a routine. Boss ,mockingly says "Project NEEND Mangta hai"..literally meaning "Project demands for reduction in sleeping hours of the team". And not only sleep, I am here having put up my life over it. But sometimes I really wonder is it really required. It will at max get me into the god books of my boss, my employer's would be happy(nah they won't be project is not doing great financially)..but how does it matter!!
Nothing really is the outcome.
Nothing which will come out of these efforts will matter. But still motivating yourself day after day to pump up, to concentrate to work better, sometimes as on this Thursday morning feels worthless, pointless, needless and last but not the least meaningless.
struggled hard to go back home after diagnosing and rectifying a fault, as usual skipped the dinner because there was more promises and responsibility I had taken up. I had promised that I would come to office early and here I was at 8:15 AM. Never had been in any goddamn office any time..its been some time now since I have been working..not much but yes one year now. And what do I do after coming here nothing...am blogging...no work to do. All waiting for my boss to come. One mid size boss who has am empty head speaking something easy to zap him...and I did and other responsible ones, I answered politely and acting on my advice am sitting here for almost an hour doing no work and waiting for my boss.
The batch job (which is not yet set to run automatically, I wanted it to be run manually) was supposed to run at 9 AM. Another new requirement hit me last night as well.
So am waiting and waiting and waiting...pondering and thinking...welcome to the machine.
Some questions I can't find answers whenever I think about and hence fear now ....leave those questions behind...big boss called up
instructed all the small mid size bosses and without thinking I wait for the next assignment. They say the batch has to run at mid day..not a problem..when I can run it yesterday I can run it today.
Nothing much nothing less keep blogging keep surfing..waste time..work little..show more ...don't take responsibility..boast more..and I think u will enjoy life more, yes life coz for me there ain't any life in between left. May be you will have more friends, you will sleep longer, live life on your own terms.
Adios!!
MECHANICAL CRAZY MOODY NERD.
So here I am waiting for people to take decisions and then act upon them. In fact this makes life simpler for me. Come whatever I shall not, or I can't that's more proper say or do something unless asked to do...that's y I said welcome to the machine.
But working late in the offices has kind of become a routine. Boss ,mockingly says "Project NEEND Mangta hai"..literally meaning "Project demands for reduction in sleeping hours of the team". And not only sleep, I am here having put up my life over it. But sometimes I really wonder is it really required. It will at max get me into the god books of my boss, my employer's would be happy(nah they won't be project is not doing great financially)..but how does it matter!!
Nothing really is the outcome.
Nothing which will come out of these efforts will matter. But still motivating yourself day after day to pump up, to concentrate to work better, sometimes as on this Thursday morning feels worthless, pointless, needless and last but not the least meaningless.
struggled hard to go back home after diagnosing and rectifying a fault, as usual skipped the dinner because there was more promises and responsibility I had taken up. I had promised that I would come to office early and here I was at 8:15 AM. Never had been in any goddamn office any time..its been some time now since I have been working..not much but yes one year now. And what do I do after coming here nothing...am blogging...no work to do. All waiting for my boss to come. One mid size boss who has am empty head speaking something easy to zap him...and I did and other responsible ones, I answered politely and acting on my advice am sitting here for almost an hour doing no work and waiting for my boss.
The batch job (which is not yet set to run automatically, I wanted it to be run manually) was supposed to run at 9 AM. Another new requirement hit me last night as well.
So am waiting and waiting and waiting...pondering and thinking...welcome to the machine.
Some questions I can't find answers whenever I think about and hence fear now ....leave those questions behind...big boss called up
instructed all the small mid size bosses and without thinking I wait for the next assignment. They say the batch has to run at mid day..not a problem..when I can run it yesterday I can run it today.
Nothing much nothing less keep blogging keep surfing..waste time..work little..show more ...don't take responsibility..boast more..and I think u will enjoy life more, yes life coz for me there ain't any life in between left. May be you will have more friends, you will sleep longer, live life on your own terms.
Adios!!
MECHANICAL CRAZY MOODY NERD.
May 25, 2005
chaos central
my version of the life am living..sheer confusion chaos conflict and some brush strokes..simulated....a few movemements of mouse and clicks..
May 24, 2005
just thought why not share the pics
Chopsuey playing on yahoo radio...as loud as it can be..and am typin on this IBM laptop as if someone has taken over me n my soul...time is passing me by like there ain't nething left in the day..but is this the day only or the world itself...slowly smouldering towards the inevitable...the darkness has awready surrounded us all..n its getting darker n darker all and around....8:48pm Singapore time..yet another evening at work not really working..pissed of with the fact that i am here..but this ain't a disappointment..in a way it is good that am here..now am here..where no one else but me stays here...noone but me to tell to teach to tell me good and bad..as they all do and they all say..so far away where even phone calls are few.....
its nice its like being glued to the island called you...
another new number has come up on the radio nice guitaring...was wondering who is this...was like a known noise n as the voice.....
in betweem me crapped that lil problem i am facing with the script....n now i dun know what i was talking about...crap
its nice its like being glued to the island called you...
another new number has come up on the radio nice guitaring...was wondering who is this...was like a known noise n as the voice.....
in betweem me crapped that lil problem i am facing with the script....n now i dun know what i was talking about...crap
May 17, 2005
Old old...Old College Friends
hey there was a time in life when we ate on the same plates, boozed together, fought together with each other, there was a time not long long ago; but now the same things look back as if it was long, no not even long but long long time ago.
From school days when studies took the centerstage of my life though I can never say i was a brilliant student but yes if i look back upon me and how I was like..i owuld rather smile. A guy with a trouser which he desperately wanted to change...coz it had turned from blue to some off blue colour and there were guys in the class which were very well dressed than I was. One who wore glasses which were framed into those big black plastic glasses, one who hadn't known deodarants till he was in college. One who wanted to be hep but was never really hep. Looked down to people who boozed, rather even those who were drinking beeers. One who always had little money in his pockets leave enough to show it off.
There in those of dust n those days of pain when those little things maattered more than anything else I could think of at that time. When the jealousy was upto the marks and the competition was limited to figting for the little space on the dias.
Weren't the flowers beautiful.Wasn't there lesser frustration in life.
Wasn't everything in its own way....and we didn't even knew which way they were good or which way they were bad.
Life was life. Life it is. Life it will be.
Acceptance doesn't though come easy. There is a me in there. There was one me there who was unknown to me. One who just walked in.
From school days when studies took the centerstage of my life though I can never say i was a brilliant student but yes if i look back upon me and how I was like..i owuld rather smile. A guy with a trouser which he desperately wanted to change...coz it had turned from blue to some off blue colour and there were guys in the class which were very well dressed than I was. One who wore glasses which were framed into those big black plastic glasses, one who hadn't known deodarants till he was in college. One who wanted to be hep but was never really hep. Looked down to people who boozed, rather even those who were drinking beeers. One who always had little money in his pockets leave enough to show it off.
There in those of dust n those days of pain when those little things maattered more than anything else I could think of at that time. When the jealousy was upto the marks and the competition was limited to figting for the little space on the dias.
Weren't the flowers beautiful.Wasn't there lesser frustration in life.
Wasn't everything in its own way....and we didn't even knew which way they were good or which way they were bad.
Life was life. Life it is. Life it will be.
Acceptance doesn't though come easy. There is a me in there. There was one me there who was unknown to me. One who just walked in.
May 15, 2005
its my b'day
hey blog u should also know its my bday..today
one more bloge one more b'day n the interesting this is u are also goin to have u r b'day soon.
Its been almost n yr now..that u had been staniding by me attending being the most patient listner to my said n unsaid crap.
I changed ur name. U didn't mind. Changed your looks.
Didn't come back to u n then came back to u after long but like an asian wife u alwaz stood by me.
Thanks blog thanks for being there!!
Had been a silent spectator to a hell big of a booze party. Ramakrishna
And just for records the bachelor boys snap....
,who incidentally nicknamed me Ramg (After one of the greatest indian mythology gods, who is known better as Maryadapurushottam Ram...literally meaning the god who laid an example of how life is to be lived); threw a booze n food party at boon keng n oh lord what a party it turned out to be.
Abstaining from booze helps and it has saved me from a lot of situations. Yesterday was one more day I was sober n liked the flow....though the end was fucking bad.
UP was the first one to call me up n wish me. Though the first one to send me the wish was the one friend who kinda never misses any small or big ocassions to make me happy. Who has been following me for good whereever I go. She just managed to be one sec after 0000 hrs singapore time. Next in the morning was my young DAD.
Then was didi.
I am expecting few more calls from friends.
Especially the ones who left messages on yahoo messenger n I know they are going to hit me back. Shail and adi they just can't miss my b'day n even if they do i won't believe.
Woke up pretty late though not beacuse of booze but because of the curtains which don't allow the light even if its mid day to come in. Same daily rituals n am in office now.
Blogging. After this have to work. Tomorrow is an important commited delivery.
And my fav guy at the party....Murari
one more bloge one more b'day n the interesting this is u are also goin to have u r b'day soon.
Its been almost n yr now..that u had been staniding by me attending being the most patient listner to my said n unsaid crap.
I changed ur name. U didn't mind. Changed your looks.
Didn't come back to u n then came back to u after long but like an asian wife u alwaz stood by me.
Thanks blog thanks for being there!!
Had been a silent spectator to a hell big of a booze party. Ramakrishna
And just for records the bachelor boys snap....
,who incidentally nicknamed me Ramg (After one of the greatest indian mythology gods, who is known better as Maryadapurushottam Ram...literally meaning the god who laid an example of how life is to be lived); threw a booze n food party at boon keng n oh lord what a party it turned out to be.
Abstaining from booze helps and it has saved me from a lot of situations. Yesterday was one more day I was sober n liked the flow....though the end was fucking bad.
UP was the first one to call me up n wish me. Though the first one to send me the wish was the one friend who kinda never misses any small or big ocassions to make me happy. Who has been following me for good whereever I go. She just managed to be one sec after 0000 hrs singapore time. Next in the morning was my young DAD.
Then was didi.
I am expecting few more calls from friends.
Especially the ones who left messages on yahoo messenger n I know they are going to hit me back. Shail and adi they just can't miss my b'day n even if they do i won't believe.
Woke up pretty late though not beacuse of booze but because of the curtains which don't allow the light even if its mid day to come in. Same daily rituals n am in office now.
Blogging. After this have to work. Tomorrow is an important commited delivery.
And my fav guy at the party....Murari
May 14, 2005
how the heck!!
man its getting on my head..am pissed of
bloody mood swings don't want to talk..this work..ain't going no where and I have a realization that I can't work even more..bloody bad slog slog and slog. Nothing in it for me..save my soul
The day let me tell my self about the day..better call it a DOG's day..
By the way when am blogging am also exporting a bloodt database from the live server.
I really wish man was an island now. Really an island.
Life status
myTune: Merciful Fate - Metallica (my iPOD)
myMood: Why am I Screwed ..realization bloody misfit I am
justOneLine: KILL 'EM ALL
yahooMessenger: No friends or foe online worth talking
skype: No login for some 2-3 weeks
mobile: Last phone call by UP abt 8 hrs ago
------------------Work Server Issues--------------------------------
Oracle DBA issue: Why the hell is the size of temp01 18GB. Out of disc space. Don't know why? I ain't a DBA. Volunteered responsibility
Linux Websphere issue: Clean up not happening properly. Relying on server reboot and kill all heavily. I ain't a fucking system administrator. Volunteered responsibility
RBS Application: Approaching Deadline: Monday.
Those fucking SKU on the live data not available for me to test my Sale Consolidation script.
Delivery Status dependent on a lot of people.
Database issue: Improper constraints to be rectified for the application database before next week end. Volunteered responsibility
Shell Scripting: Ain't it fun to do when u have delivery deadlines and fluctuating requirements.
------------------Life Server issues -----------------------------------------------
Personal Worries: Utilities bill of $300 not paid. Ain't going to pay it. Can't pay
Expense Settlement: Financial instability.
bloody mood swings don't want to talk..this work..ain't going no where and I have a realization that I can't work even more..bloody bad slog slog and slog. Nothing in it for me..save my soul
The day let me tell my self about the day..better call it a DOG's day..
- Couldn't sleep last nite..god knows y intermittent breaks all the time...finally wake up at 9 am and this ain't a normal day. Its saturday and am officially off today. Sorry man am sorry for this. Couldn't sleep :-((.
- Headed for the bathroom..everyday rituals..standing under the shower for some time.
- Left for office with in 15 minutes was the first one to walk in.
- Nothing but work here not knowing where to start.
- Set up the server and the laptop and then the local server of vMoksha office. This is because we work 5 days at client's place n then from here.
- Lunch at Soul Food..that mutton I couldn't eat..I dun know why I was elast interested in it.
- UP called up, the only good thing of the day, had a brief chat.
- Called up Dehradun, my parents in India same boring questions. Is it my fault that am in Singapore. Is it. Am bloddy fuck up of all this. They keep asking me why when what. Some time really pisses me of. Mom's logical statement ain't that logical to say.
She says she has two son's one is in Rourkela and other in Singapore. And then she told me she was really happy on 14 the when the doc has told her exactly 24 years ago that u can expect the baby tomorrow. Mom you can really never understand now I too miss you I ain't happy here and I can't even tell you. I can't even tell any one. How pissed of I am. This is a fycking bad life to live..fucking bad..no indulgences can hold me now. No smokes no booze. I can't escape the bloody me anywhere. - Came back after lunch boss had appeared on the scene.
- Setting up things for people to work on. Looking at the same old code. Trying to keep head cool. Flatmates appearing.
- Fifteen minutes chat with a friend from IIT K. "Hello Hi" chat with my brother.
- What a fucking day...its already 5:20 PM. What to do what not to do.
- Man am confused. I know where I am going. How to keep myself busy.
By the way when am blogging am also exporting a bloodt database from the live server.
I really wish man was an island now. Really an island.
Life status
myTune: Merciful Fate - Metallica (my iPOD)
myMood: Why am I Screwed ..realization bloody misfit I am
justOneLine: KILL 'EM ALL
yahooMessenger: No friends or foe online worth talking
skype: No login for some 2-3 weeks
mobile: Last phone call by UP abt 8 hrs ago
------------------Work Server Issues--------------------------------
Oracle DBA issue: Why the hell is the size of temp01 18GB. Out of disc space. Don't know why? I ain't a DBA. Volunteered responsibility
Linux Websphere issue: Clean up not happening properly. Relying on server reboot and kill all heavily. I ain't a fucking system administrator. Volunteered responsibility
RBS Application: Approaching Deadline: Monday.
Those fucking SKU on the live data not available for me to test my Sale Consolidation script.
Delivery Status dependent on a lot of people.
Database issue: Improper constraints to be rectified for the application database before next week end. Volunteered responsibility
Shell Scripting: Ain't it fun to do when u have delivery deadlines and fluctuating requirements.
------------------Life Server issues -----------------------------------------------
Personal Worries: Utilities bill of $300 not paid. Ain't going to pay it. Can't pay
Expense Settlement: Financial instability.
May 10, 2005
Bamboo
Well bamboos are one of my favourite things in the plant kingdom.
Rustle of the bamboo leaves n the flute kinda sounds when there is a slight breeze blowing in a bamboo jungle is more than enuf the drive me cray.
This one is on my desk amidst wires n comps and cables n just behind the wall is our server...29 and 85.
N for those who can understand there is one b in my g as well...am chasing deadlines i really fear now...
and not to mention this is from my moto razr v3 black's small camera
May 8, 2005
updated wish list
Some people are born spenders and I have no doubt about it.
This month speaks good on what I have bought of the meagre salary I have....
Last month's wish list talked about the Motorola Razr V3...well I have bought it now and it rocked by boat and I paid deep from my pockets...whopping SGD 725....i think it would be good to add that the extra 25 dollars were for the limited edition black version...but it's a goood buy n I have fallen in love with this feature rich phone.
Next thing, I jusr bought was a small phone but it was not at all expensive and even more feature packed than my lil michelle, the Sony Erricsson's k700i. I seriously hopes my brother likes it as much as I liked it. I was tempted to buy the same but since I had too much looking into the phone I just went for the RAZR V3.
Next, the big story of the month...well the most unplanned story and the purchase was the one I bought yesterday. A JVC DVD-VCD-MP3 player, which literally leave a big whole in my pockets. It is something exclusive that I had not imagined, well look at it n then only I will say something about the price.
The price is only 749 dollars and weights just less than 10 kgs. And man listening to Pink Floyd last nite was a good experience on the wood cone speakers.
The END of the story.....I have lost all the money I once had. This once was only 7 days back. I spent some 2000 dollars in the last one week, in face to be precise in the last 4 days.
I don't know how is it going to work out this month.
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For those who know about where and how I live. Some new developments are about to come.
I am planning to look for an independent house in Singpaore and may be motu will join me. Not very sure about the second part though i think he will.
This month speaks good on what I have bought of the meagre salary I have....
Last month's wish list talked about the Motorola Razr V3...well I have bought it now and it rocked by boat and I paid deep from my pockets...whopping SGD 725....i think it would be good to add that the extra 25 dollars were for the limited edition black version...but it's a goood buy n I have fallen in love with this feature rich phone.
Next thing, I jusr bought was a small phone but it was not at all expensive and even more feature packed than my lil michelle, the Sony Erricsson's k700i. I seriously hopes my brother likes it as much as I liked it. I was tempted to buy the same but since I had too much looking into the phone I just went for the RAZR V3.
Next, the big story of the month...well the most unplanned story and the purchase was the one I bought yesterday. A JVC DVD-VCD-MP3 player, which literally leave a big whole in my pockets. It is something exclusive that I had not imagined, well look at it n then only I will say something about the price.
The price is only 749 dollars and weights just less than 10 kgs. And man listening to Pink Floyd last nite was a good experience on the wood cone speakers.
The END of the story.....I have lost all the money I once had. This once was only 7 days back. I spent some 2000 dollars in the last one week, in face to be precise in the last 4 days.
I don't know how is it going to work out this month.
#############################################################
For those who know about where and how I live. Some new developments are about to come.
I am planning to look for an independent house in Singpaore and may be motu will join me. Not very sure about the second part though i think he will.
- Considering how I have been eating out and not cleaning the place or even been able to drink water in that filthy kitchen where its so horrible that I can't explain, I have decided that I will not be sharing the household expenses after this month.
- The only sharing will be the rental and the electricity, this month onwards.
- For those who don't know we have two visitors in the house who have been living with us for two months now and have no idea how we are going to settle down with them.
- Watever I hope the least possible am going to ask for is a share in the deposit of $1600 that we had paid + $900 we had lost + expenses. That essentially means some 450 dollars they will pay me back.
Apr 29, 2005
The Dad n Dad's Son Calvin
Dad's responses to Calvin were one of the funniest continuing themes in
Calvin and Hobbes. Amazingly, some readers complained to Watterson, saying
that Calvin's Dad was "Too sarcastic"! I think we're all glad
Watterson
didn't listen to them.
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C: Why does ice float?
D: Because it's cold. Ice wants to get warm, so it goes to the top of
liquids to be nearer to the sun.
C: Is that true?
D: Look it up and find out.
C: I should just look up stuff in the first place.
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C: Why do my eyes shut when I sneeze?
D: If your lids weren't closed, the force of the explosion would blow your
eyeballs out and stretch the optic nerve, so your eyes would flop around and
you'd have to point them with your hands to see anything.
------------------------------
C: Dad, will you explain the theory of relativity to me? I don't understand
why time goes slower at great speed.
D: It's because you keep changing time zones. See, if you fly to California,
you gain three hours on a five-hour flight, right? So if you go at the speed
of light, you gain *more* time, because it doesn't take as long to get
there. Of course, the theory of relativity only works if you're going west.
------------------------------
C: How come old photographs are always black and white? Didn't they have
color film back then?
D: Sure they did. In fact, those old photographs *are* in color. It's just
that the*world* was black and white then. The world didn't turn color until
sometime in the 1930s, and it was pretty grainy color for a while, too.
C: But then why are old *paintings* in color?! If the world was black and
white, wouldn't artists have painted it that way?
D: Not necessarily. A lot of great artists were insane.
C: But... But how could they have painted in color anyway? Wouldn't their
paints have been shades of gray back then?
D: Of course, but they turned colors like everything else did in the '30s.
C: So why didn't old black and white photos turn color too?
D: Because they were color pictures of black and white, remember?
------------------------------
C: Why does the sun set?
D: It's because hot air rises. The sun's hot in the middle of the day, so it
rises high in the sky. In the evening then, it cools down and sets.
C: Why does it go from east to west?
D: Solar wind.
------------------------------
C: Why does the sky turn red as the sun sets?
D: That's all the oxygen in the atmosphere catching fire.
C: Where does the sun go when it sets?
D:The sun sets in the west. In Arizona actually, near Flagstaff. That's why
the rocks there are so red.
C: Don't the people get burned up?
D: No, the sun goes out as it sets. That's why it's dark at night.
C: Doesn't the sun crush the whole state as it lands?
D: Ha ha, of course not. Hold a quarter up. See, the sun's just about the
same size.
C: I thought I read that the sun was really big.
D: You can't believe everything you read, I'm afraid.
C: So how does the sun rise in the East if it lands in Arizona every night?
D:Well, time for bed.
------------------------------
C: What causes the wind?
D: Trees sneezing.
------------------------------
C: How do bank machines work?
D: Well, let's say you want 25 dollars. You punch in the amount and behind
the machine there's a guy with a printing press who makes the money and
sticks it out this slot.
C: Sort of like the guy who lives up in our garage and opens the door?
D: Exactly.
------------------------------
C: Were there dinosaurs when you were a kid dad?
D: Oh sure, your grandfather and I used to put on leopard skins and hunt
brontosaurus for *all* the rituals.
Mom (to Dad): Listen buster, I think Calvin's grades are bad enough all
ready, don't you?
------------------------------
C: How come you know so much?
D: It's all in the book you get when you become a father
----------------------------------
Calvin and Hobbes. Amazingly, some readers complained to Watterson, saying
that Calvin's Dad was "Too sarcastic"! I think we're all glad
Watterson
didn't listen to them.
------------------------------
C: Why does ice float?
D: Because it's cold. Ice wants to get warm, so it goes to the top of
liquids to be nearer to the sun.
C: Is that true?
D: Look it up and find out.
C: I should just look up stuff in the first place.
------------------------------
C: Why do my eyes shut when I sneeze?
D: If your lids weren't closed, the force of the explosion would blow your
eyeballs out and stretch the optic nerve, so your eyes would flop around and
you'd have to point them with your hands to see anything.
------------------------------
C: Dad, will you explain the theory of relativity to me? I don't understand
why time goes slower at great speed.
D: It's because you keep changing time zones. See, if you fly to California,
you gain three hours on a five-hour flight, right? So if you go at the speed
of light, you gain *more* time, because it doesn't take as long to get
there. Of course, the theory of relativity only works if you're going west.
------------------------------
C: How come old photographs are always black and white? Didn't they have
color film back then?
D: Sure they did. In fact, those old photographs *are* in color. It's just
that the*world* was black and white then. The world didn't turn color until
sometime in the 1930s, and it was pretty grainy color for a while, too.
C: But then why are old *paintings* in color?! If the world was black and
white, wouldn't artists have painted it that way?
D: Not necessarily. A lot of great artists were insane.
C: But... But how could they have painted in color anyway? Wouldn't their
paints have been shades of gray back then?
D: Of course, but they turned colors like everything else did in the '30s.
C: So why didn't old black and white photos turn color too?
D: Because they were color pictures of black and white, remember?
------------------------------
C: Why does the sun set?
D: It's because hot air rises. The sun's hot in the middle of the day, so it
rises high in the sky. In the evening then, it cools down and sets.
C: Why does it go from east to west?
D: Solar wind.
------------------------------
C: Why does the sky turn red as the sun sets?
D: That's all the oxygen in the atmosphere catching fire.
C: Where does the sun go when it sets?
D:The sun sets in the west. In Arizona actually, near Flagstaff. That's why
the rocks there are so red.
C: Don't the people get burned up?
D: No, the sun goes out as it sets. That's why it's dark at night.
C: Doesn't the sun crush the whole state as it lands?
D: Ha ha, of course not. Hold a quarter up. See, the sun's just about the
same size.
C: I thought I read that the sun was really big.
D: You can't believe everything you read, I'm afraid.
C: So how does the sun rise in the East if it lands in Arizona every night?
D:Well, time for bed.
------------------------------
C: What causes the wind?
D: Trees sneezing.
------------------------------
C: How do bank machines work?
D: Well, let's say you want 25 dollars. You punch in the amount and behind
the machine there's a guy with a printing press who makes the money and
sticks it out this slot.
C: Sort of like the guy who lives up in our garage and opens the door?
D: Exactly.
------------------------------
C: Were there dinosaurs when you were a kid dad?
D: Oh sure, your grandfather and I used to put on leopard skins and hunt
brontosaurus for *all* the rituals.
Mom (to Dad): Listen buster, I think Calvin's grades are bad enough all
ready, don't you?
------------------------------
C: How come you know so much?
D: It's all in the book you get when you become a father
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