My New World

It’s sometimes pleasant to adjust sudden changes in your lifestyle especially when there are many people involved. When my life was moving at a constant pace and when I was busy searching my lost side on google, then came the week which placed me on the track with a better speed. In fact, the last day I applied breaks was on 16th of December.

The festive season was evident universally and I was longing for my much awaited long break from work. I guess everyone from the corporate world can imagine how it feels when you work for 6 months with an average sleep of 5 hours and without taking a day off excluding the weekends. Sometimes, unfortunately, weekends do count.

Moving ahead, it was 21st of December and this sleep deprived soul had 8 more hours at hand before heading towards Bangalore. I thought the week in b’lore would be a good chance to increase my average sleeping time to 6. Soon after leaving my workplace on Friday, I saw Taare Zameen Par and consequently; almost 3 out of the 8 hours were done in reliving Pr:Dtam throughout the movie. My mom’s question after I reached home (frequency little higher than expected)… “You have only 4 hours to board the train and not even a single bag packed…u think the movie was important at this time? “ Btw why b’lore? Well, it was the third All India meet of ~Pankhudi.

Finally in B’lore and my first ever meet with the entire Pankhudi Parivaar. Little anxious, little excited and little tired. It felt good to be among all those individuals who were there for a good cause. Heated discussions, thundering storms in the brain, clashes of ideas, inevitable gossips and oodles of fun with conked out voices at night. It was an awesome stay with 30 odd guys and girls who carried dreams and influence from North, East, West and South. My only regret is that I was not able to increase my average sleeping time. In effect, I made it even worse by bringing it down to 4.

This trip gave me an opportunity to make new friends, an opportunity to meet old friends and more importantly an opportunity to know where I was standing in this small world with huge networks.

Ambitions, Dreams, Ideas….just continue!!!


Update abhi baaki hai, mere dost !

If your eyes glitter before the introduction scene of shahrukh...hold on!

See it,
feel it,
Use it,

It's about Yahoo messenger for Windows Vista. If you are using XP, don't even bother to check the link below :)


Also, i got a t-shirt few weeks back, the caption read" The more you complain, the longer god lets you live "...

After trying out the preview , i have no comments, only complaints. Let's wait for the full version.


...and so on.

I was excited when they put me back to training but lately I realized these days are like doing a correspondence course in swimming. You get wet without doing anything, literally nothing. Sitting in a corner, I watch other guys in the room. Few busy with the tittle-tattle of other teams, few playing games, few looking at the trainer (just looking), yawn, stretch and sigh!
Sometimes I feel too young to work or probably it’s just a feeling which comes after seeing my counterparts further up the ladder (in age). I was not the same couple of years back, and things are poles apart now or may be just the customary change which happens to everyone after graduation.

Hmm…today’s going to die soon, and I don’t want today to repeat tomorrow.

New day, new start, new thoughts…new hair on the head.

back to training...


Minutes of the Meeting

Team Meeting: A place where there is synchronous nodding of heads in a semi-conscious state of mind to decide up on things which never change coz they are never understood.

Unfortunately, i dint get a chance to slip into that state as i was asked to take down the minutes of meeting. Posing a dedicated look, i opened the lappy and got ready to " paint " down all the points discussed.

First 15 Minutes -

The team lead was explaining about various metrics, strategies and goals designed by the proj manager for the coming quarter. I don't know why they design targets which are as challenging as india chasing a total of 400 in 50 ovrs. So, that's paaint 1...

Next 15 Minutes..

Now, here comes the worst side of the meeting. After explaining all the targets set by the proj manager, the team lead gives his own view about those metrics and goals which sound exactly opposite to what the proj manager discussed. Finally, we need to decide what to follow else they think we are too dependent. That's paaint 2...

Next 30 Minutes...

This part of meeting was very intense..parts of my team lead's face was turning red. Naturally, he was discussing about the outage and behaviour part. No more leaves..that was whole paaint.

The out of box thinking- when this point was discussed, especially in the festive season, i could only think of a 10,000wala crackers just out of the box..

and my thoughts continue....


Become your enemy's best friend.

There are few people in our lives whom we do not want to think about or face them regularily. Their presence irritates us to the core and their actions get on to our nerves. Sometimes, conditions are so worse that you can’t avoid the unavoidable. Pria calls them CPD, meaning chance pe dance. For that reason, I made few points which will help us to get along with the CPD species.

1. Smile- this is the ground rule to maintain any relationship. Always smile on your enemy’s face. Though you hate to see his face, scold him in your mind and wish him with your mouth.
Ex: Hey (idiot and a half)…how are you doing?
Though you will have some tough time carrying the right expression, im sure you will do pretty well in a week’s time. We live in a huge society where public relations matter the most, these kinds of acts are vital. To be short, be like the page 3 types.

2. Create an anonymous mail account and write a mail to your enemy containing the highest degree of awful words mixed with a worst slang you can ever imagine. Doing this everyday will make you feel contented and you will also enjoy watching the disturbed expression on your enemy’s face while opening his/her mailbox. Ensure that you write short mails, only 2-3 lines. If possible, start off from the subject line itself so that the enemy will have no option to delete before reading it.

After doing this for few days, walk up to your enemy and say that you are receiving anonymous mails containing gross messages. Surprised, he/she would start sharing the same concern with you believing that they are not the only souls on earth receiving such mails. This will develop emotional attachment in your enemy’s heart and you will become his good friend. Poor soul will never know that you are in fact polishing your acting skills.

Even if your enemy cracks the world’s dumbest joke...Laugh, praise and applaud. When you do this, make sure to point your index finger towards him. This will save your image because other guys around will think you are laughing at the person and not at his joke. Don’t worry; your enemy will not misunderstand you as he already carries a good impression. (Important: Make sure you point the right finger, else the above 2 steps go waste).

4. Start a community in orkut “We hate xxxxx “. If you are a guy with lot of patience create as many false accounts as you can and add them in that community. Majority will also show strength. Post topics in the community about your enemy’s behavior or attitude. Update it everyday and send the link to your enemy using the anonymous mail account.

5. If he’s an office colleague, steal his ID, locker keys or important files and enjoy the trouble on his face while swiping in/out. Finally, when he gives up hope…return his belongings saying that the security guard found them. You will become a life-saver and at this moment, you are his best friend.

During this entire process, do a little research and know your enemy’s feeble points and top level secrets. God forbid, in case you fight or if your enemy comes to know that you are a miserable actor…do not lose hope. Use the ultimate weapon-Blackmail to leak all his/her secrets or post them in CNN-IBN’s citizen journalist’s blog with the heading ‘Threat to nation’.

Sometimes…experience speaks. This is how we become a worst enemy and a best friend at the same time ;)


Never do Maths in public

Embarrassment: When a 9 year girl asks you to subtract 4321-1234 in less than five seconds, without using a calculator.

Train journeys are always interesting as we meet up different kinds of people during those few hours. We meet men, women and sometimes fusion of both. Recently, when I was returning from Delhi, I met a small girl called sahiti. She was playing with her little sister near my berth and I wanted to join them for some fun. I called them and demonstrated a petty magic trick to stimulate their energy levels but after seeing the trick their expression appeared as if they were the ones who taught me magic. So, I asked the big girl sahiti…. “How’s the magic?”

Sahiti: “huh! If you call that magic, I will ask you one question”
Me: Oh! Go ahead…ask
I thought it would be some simple question or riddle, after all who would expect ramanujan calculations from a kid….so I was ready.
Sahiti: Think of any four numbers between 1-9.
Me: Okay… (thought 1,2,3,4)
Sahiti: Now reverse them...
Me: Fine… (4321)
Sahiti: Now subtract both… the greater number minus the smaller number
Me: Ok!! (I was taking out my cell to calculate the answer)
Sahiti: What are you doing?
Me (with an uncanny expression): calculating!!
Sahiti: What? Can’t you subtract without a calculator??
Me: C’mon…it’s a 4 digit number, how can you expect me to calculate so fast?
Sahiti: No way, don’t use the calculator…

Her question was no less than shoaib akthar’s bouncer. I was completely stumped, above that all the co-passengers looked at me with a tongue in cheek expression. Honestly, I couldn’t defend myself. It reminded me of those tele-brands advertisements where small kids do additions, subtractions in seconds after purchasing the “genius guide to mathematics” kit. (Oh! God, why didn’t I buy that kit before) I badly looked-for an escape plan...so I said… “u know what sahiti, I think I already know this puzzle…u better ask my sister” . The most evil part was when she allowed my sister to use a calculator for the same question.

Me (with a uncompromising look): this is not fair…how can you allow her to use a calculator..
Sahiti: hellooo...she’s a girl and you are a boy!

As a fact, she means that girls are less intelligent than boys. ;) If you don't accept this fact, look at the picture below :D

Now, here comes a question for you:

If i take 10 seconds to solve a problem and my sister takes 15 seconds, how much time will it take if we solve the problem together?

Answer: 15 seconds.

( I prefer not to break my head when someone else is trying to resolve the same problem on the other hand, even if it takes 5 seconds more)


What a Match !

I heard wickets falling, i thought it was nt on the cards. The scorecard showed 87/5 when my head turned. Suddenly, the match seemed interesting. Few minutes later, it was 103/6 with almost 49 runs required in 22 balls. Afridi gone, no batsmen to come...I thought India made it but the match wasnt over. Misbah Ul-Haq played some amazing shots giving all Indians almost a nervous breakdown. Finally, it was 1 run to win in 2 balls. The excitement on my face was all gone, i knew it was close to impossible but fortunately the situation changed to 1 run in 1 ball.

For those who missed it!

Ind 141/9 | Pak 141/7 - Match Tied

Then came the India-Pakistan bowl out. The procedure is similar to a penalty shootout in football (soccer). Five bowlers from each side deliver 1 ball each at an unguarded wicket. Whichever team gets the most number of hits is the winner.

Ind win bowl out 3-0.



My mistake! My mistake! My mistake! Blogpsot is really malicious but not blogspot. I apologize for the wrong info given in my previous post. This small keyboard error has made a huge difference at my office. People stopped opening my page thinking tht it was blocked. Visitor count was all time low. (zero) Also, i feel there are many other factors influencing the count. However, theres " nthn much " I can do to increase the count right away, will have to post banners near the break out areas in office stating " Eternaljeeva- now open ". As already said " it's only words and words are all I have... "

Right now, im in a place where my mental condition is far more relaxed than my physical condition. Most of the times, it's quite opposite. I dont have access to a PC where I stay, therefore it took me nearly 3 days to find an internet cafe which is 'open'. A very strange cafe i must say. The ambience is decent enough and is also air-conditioned but the owner of the place appears peculiar. A young guy who is busy searching for the right match in a matriomonial site. Poor soul is very confused and his uncle whos beside him looks like a true replica of Muhammad bin Tughluq

This is what I heard when I snooped in their serious discussion few moments ago.

Desperate bachelor: Uncle ji...isko dekho..mmm...kaha gayi..haa!
hindu, brahmin, slim or normal, fair, min height 5'3 ...OK?? Ok maardu?
Uncle: Haa..Ok!
Desperate bachelor: uncle isme bahut sare questions hai..
Uncle: kya hua?
pls select gender: kya liku?? arre..gender ka gaya?
pls select qualitification : arre..kya liku ..PG kaha hai??
Pls select course:...iski maa%%^%^6

This was interrupted by a sudden reminder. My to-do task, still incomplete. Being on a leave is no excuse for not reading office mails. Most of the mails which are of no use are sent to us with a FYI tag attached. My way of putting it is, Forget you instead! shift+del. Just when I came under the impression that the systems admin guys at my office are generous enough, i recevied a mail from them asking me to uninstall Google talk and this time I read the mail carefully. Yes, they asked me to uninstall gtalk as they feel " it's only words and words are all i type to take the business away ".

Desperate bachelor: Bhai..aapke 2 ghante ho gaye!!
oVeR and OuT!


As you hate it.

Be careful, this is a malicious site!! Heavy trojan, virus, spyware, malware, worms, spam, bugs and the entire junk available in the " world wild web " is being downloaded in the background.

Read the first two lines. This blog is a potential risk to my company's business process. In what way?

It's only words, and words are all I have to take the business away :(

IT admin guys, pls comment!!

Another reason why I hate office.


What's up?

The title is one of those very complex questions which I cannot respond. Well, this is not a random statement but I wasted a lot of time trying to analyze this question. Im tired giving answers like " nothing much, routine work..etc". I never took the question very seriously, obviously who would? Adding fuel to fire is orkut wherein there are at least 4-5 scraps a day asking the same question. Frankly, i hate this question. A recent phone call made me think a lot on this subject

Her: Hiee..,
Me: Hey, long time…how are you doing?
Her: Im good, what’s up?
Me (confusion starts): Well, nothing much…routine work. Home-office-home.
Her: Okay, any movies lately?
Me: haa...not really. No good movies to watch. (FYI: I watch a movie every weekend)
Her: Hows everyone doing? Any outings lately?
Me: naah!! Will have to plan this weekend.
Her: hmm..aur sunao?
Me (heights of confusion): mmm…u tell me? (Best escape)
Her: wow ra!! No movies, no gossips, no outings, nothing to talk…your life is truly colorful.

I would have never bothered if it was one o my regular calls but speaking this way on an international call…hmm, “nothing much” to elaborate!!


Pr:Dtam's three laws of motion.

Ask Newton to come down and write laws today, even a kindergarten child will teach him amazing things. Every kid today knows the difference between a secretary and personal secretary. As a kid, I had a notion that ppl make babies by hugging each other. This is what I call wrong influence of movies because whenever these kinds of pictures come up, a rose, lamp or a wall poster is sandwiched between the scenes or the channel is switched. As a result, it nearly took 15 years to identify the truth.

I am talking about Newton because Im thinking about motion now. I assume he would definitely consider changing his laws of motion if he was alive today. My office is roughly 36 kms from home and it takes about 2 hrs to travel because of the intense traffic.., for that reason I spent almost 4 hrs of a day travelling in the city. For a guy who worships laziness, 2 hrs is ample time to sleep and even my cab drivers got so used to my sleep, they push back and slide the seat with good music in the backdrop before I enter the cab. I never thought this would become a habit…unfortunately, it did. Now, back home I struggle hard to sleep on my bed. Reason, it does not move. Consequently, I try to jiggle myself left and right on the bed until I feel drowsy. After 14 months, this became my first law of motion:

1. Make me sit on any object in continuous motion; I am dead to the world in 7 minutes.

FYI: 7 minutes is the average time for a healthy man to fall asleep.

On the contrary, there were times where I couldn’t sleep even with pleasant music in the backdrop. Sometimes, the traffic gets so infuriating that I feel like fixing a hot air balloon to my vehicle. Above that, my cab drivers constantly seek to break the record of Lewis Hamilton at busy junctions too. If they sight a decent gap, the accelerator goes from 0-40 in 1.5 seconds before it’s brought down from 40-0 by another contestant. This helped me discover my second law of motion:

2. Every vehicle in the city goes from 0--40--0 in 3 seconds.

Don’t mix drinking with driving. This is what one of the caution board says in the city but I say don’t mix motion with emotion especially if it includes Mr. HR. Yes, our very own himesh bhai. I heard that most of the auto drivers in the country are his fans. However, with his song playing in the background, it’s not only hard to sleep but I also feel difficult to sit in the cab. Last month, when it was my birthday, I gave a small treat to my cab driver. Unexpectedly, he felt so happy that he gave me a card along with a pen as gift few days later. I was touched seeing his emotions when he said that I was one of those few good persons he met. Recently, when I asked him to play some nice songs …I heard someone crying. I looked at the driver and asked…whose voice is that? He said..” HR saab…nice songs”. He was definitely enjoying the songs in that motion and I didn’t want to restrict his excitement by changing the song which made my emotions scratchy. This led to the third law of motion:

3. Every motion has an equal and opposite emotion.

Btw, is there any bed which quivers constantly? If yes, please let me know..i will definitely buy one.


Yeh Dosti !

I woke up languidly to face yet another day filled with unknown things. Yes, who knows what’s going to happen next moment? Yeah! God knows. However, thers one thing which is I know…for sure…today is friendship day. So, I should to do something for my friends…but ther r many, how can I please everyone at the same time?

Well, I sat down and made a list of all those friends o mine who are responsible for what I am today. Both good and bad times, I am happy …you were there and I would love spending time with you any moment and I mean it. Although there are few guys in the list with whom I lost contact, but it was pleasant when they were around. Hope to meet everyone soon :)

Here’s the list…starting alphabetically…

A special taste of friendship day to:

abhishek, aditya, ajay, aleem, allen, arpita, arun, avinash, bindu, chandrasekhar, deepa, deepika, dheeraj, dinesh, harsha, indira, jawahar, jyothinder, kartik, kiran, kishore, komal, kris, lipi, mansa, naresh, naveen, navina, pallavi, parthiban, poojitha, prasanna, pratibha, radhika, rahul, rakesh, ram mohan, reshmi, sai ram, saketh, sampath, sandeep, santosh, satish, satyanarayana, shiva bhaskar, soumya, srinath, sundeep, surya prakash pathy, swathi, swechcha, tarun, tirumalesh, uday, ugender, vamsi, vandna, varun, venkat, vidya, vikas, vineet....more to come!!

More on friends? See --> Stalwartz, Collegeishtyle, High time

PS: Sorry if I missed out your name, but it only means we need to make things better by next year :)


Friends of the month

bhaiyon and girls..please welcome with a big square of applause

1. Name: Venkat Akella

Status: Married but single.

He is one of the most senior guys at my workplace who believes in taking help of his current manager to prepare a resume for his next job. A very close friend of mine who frequently steers me through both professional and personal issues, though the latter one has more weight age since we had many points in common. He’s also a store room of all the “supposed to be confidential “things at workplace which is making my life more easier ;)

You might be wondering why I am telling about this guy in my page…well, see the status below his name and continue reading. He has a peculiar style of explaining things, even if it’s a senseless story, his expressions bring a lot of weight into the subject and you won’t realize your stupidity until hes done with the story. In short, a stand up comedian who can make you sit down with his fast reaction.

2. Name: Lincy

Sorry Lincy, could not find your picture so I made it up in paint and I am happy it came out well as you can see most of the features are matching.

Well..well, a very dangerous person who can either make or break my career. She audits one of my important metrics; therefore I need to be very careful. Since I already screwed up her picture half of my score is gone for a toss, rest depends on a barista coffee and a nice talk. A very gentle person who can forget to have lunch but will never forget to wish you, even if you are busy with the keyboard she waits until you give her a good handshake and then starts off her work. A Malayalee who can understand and speak strong words in telugu + strong arm power(examples are not given for your own good). It’s fun when she’s around.

Lincy, is this what you call Delight on Contact?


Main aisa kyon hoon?

Common sense and a sense of humor are the same thing, moving at different speeds. A sense of humor is just common sense, dancing. - William James

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Books are Mightier than GI Joe's.

I am not accountable if anything goes off-beam in this post; sushama has tagged me to write about any three books I constantly cherish. I can never forgive and forget sushama on this subject; perhaps even she does not know the reason behind this. Well, here’s a pitiable story on how my book reading habit started.

Long long agoooo, I had a fanatical collection of GI Joe’s and almost bought every new action hero in the market. It was a time when Snehith, Surya and I were seriously increasing our collection day after day. One not so fine day, sushama, pria, dad and I went to the neighboring mart. I forgot to read my daily horoscope that day and directly barged into the toys section and picked up a GI Joe. Sushama went straight into the books section and purchased a couple of books. Everything was fine, we were back home, had dinner and my face beamed with the new toy in hand. I made the GI Joe sit in a model jeep and when the vehicle was just about to enter the fully charged Warfield …. I heard my dad’s voice. He was talking to my mom; appreciating sushama and her interest in books. I was like.. “apun ko kya lena dena hai “ but then the area under discussion bit by bit deviated. You can speculate the rest of the story now…how would a parent react in a scenario where a girl is genuinely reading books while a boy is busy constructing eccentric sounds with his playthings. Kids out there, ensure this doesn’t happen to you and enter the books division first if your parent is around.

Unfortunately, the story didn’t end there. Few weeks later, I met one of my dad’s friends who came down from Delhi. My dad wanted to gift a toy to his friends’ son and subsequently we happened to stopover the same store again to purchase an amazing GI Joe war-tank for his friends’ son. They were quite impressed and were ready to gift me something else in return. My eyes dashed across all the latest toys displayed at the store and I expected something life-size. Minutes later, my dad’s friend walked up to me and gave a four-sided figure which he called a book. Honestly, I was very upset but eventually it brought a new change in me.

That’s how it started…my first non-academic book.

1. Hardy Boys- The Twisted Claw: I think any child capable of reading some of the challenging words in these books will enjoy the series, regardless of how tame most of the action may be. If you’re a hardy boy fan... you’re not one without this book :)
It’s always a special book to me.

2. We the Living by Ayn Rand and Mario Puzo’s Fools Die: Came across many unknown facts in these books and both have great characterization.

3. The Alchemist and The Monk who sold his Ferrari: Two wonderful books again which made me think a lot. Both helped me to grow mentally though I stopped reading the latter one half-way through. I finished two chapters from the monk who sold his Ferrari and couldn’t continue further. For some reason, my mind was not ready to accept the later part of the book. I need to change myself to read it completely.

PS: Would like to tag " Arpz " on this topic now. A fairly new blogger yet very good in expressing stuff :)


No Fire No Rain.

Now that monsoon has arrived there are many unpredicted effects happening around. You know what’s new in my life? …Singing!! Yes, after being selected in the preliminary round of a singing competition organized at my work place, things have changed quite radically. A voice which was barely heard in the bathroom is now out in the streets. If Tansen worked miracles through his singing such as, bringing rains and starting fires; I am preparing to produce a new phenomenon by starting fires while it’s raining. Earlier, sushama wanted me to write about any three preferred books and then I planned to write about my own book “fire in the rain’ which was ready to be published. Unfortunately, my dreams discolored after the first question in the second round of the singing competition was posted. The jury asked “we wonder, how come you are here?” Poor judges, you missed their expressions…all heads down with eyes closed, as if they were destined to die any moment. Nevertheless, im still planning to circulate my book with a minor change in the title, “No fire No rain”.

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Summer Roads.

Sweat dripping down the skin, wintry breeze from the hills, the serene language of the backwaters and my first flight experience, it was categorically a pleasant tour this summer when the degree of hotness was making a better score progressively than Sehwag. Sitting in a not so balmy room, cursing our thoughts for not extending the holiday, here I am touching the keyboard after a week.

Place: Chennai.

Landing in the hottest part of the year, things were bit hard than expected. It was afternoon by the time we rested in our rooms after having the jumbo saravana meals and had just about 9 hours at hand before boarding the train to kodai. We did nothing for the first couple of hours in the room except finishing a disc of the camcorder with amusing videos wherein our granny’s dance was the limelight. Later, we were at the Spencer’s plaza which looked like 4 floors of sultan bazaar. Thanks to Reliance web world which gave us some place to sit in that jam-packed building.

Jumbo Saravana

Place: Kodai road- Kodai.

Don’t remember the time but it was definitely morning by the time we reached kodai road. There we had the first sight of our tour bus which we booked earlier- Shanmuga Travels owned by Mr. Murugan. After a 2 ½ hour dormant drive we reached the ttd cottages at kodai. Being a Sunday, complete kodai was teeming with tourists and koochi-koo pairs. Nothing exploratory but it was pretty okay, could have been better if the mass was less in number.

Place: Kodai

Spent the entire day visiting valleys, woods and hills. Thanks to Snehith, our special guide ;) who stirred energy with his Malayalam accent. Nothing much to elaborate on the sights, let the images do the talking. On the whole, I believe ooty is a better place than kodai.

Day-4 & 5
Place: Kodai - Munnar

It was a hypothetical four hour journey which extended up to seven hours. Munnar ghats were simply amazing. Travelling through the clouds everyone experienced the best part of the tour. Called the Himalayas of the south, it was definitely worth spending time near Erivakulam national park and south India’s highest peak.

Place: Cochin
Final day of our tour and back to the sultry weather, we thought of spending a day in the Houseboat. To end with, it was good to move ahead against the time in the backwaters watching the Chinese fishing nets, carpet and rope making, though it was only a 2 hour float.


Kooooo chuk chuk chuk…

Sitting in a not so balmy room, cursing our thoughts for not extending the holiday, here I am thinking about my workplace after a week. 

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Hey..kya bolthi tu?

Does our intellect come down if we talk more? Sounds strange, right? There are people like me who just love to talk more and more so correlating my habit to the initial statement will make me intellectually challenged some day. I don’t know how true that is but I was really surprised when I heard this theory. I always wonder how few people can stay quiet for hours together unless they are two cancerians who have the potential to sit silently for more than couple of hours. United we are silent, divided we talk.

I constantly admire VJ Cyrus Broacha for his talking pace and I think there is nothing called period in his vocabulary as there’s a hair's breadth space left for a comma to accommodate the period. Honestly, I can’t gel with people who are soundless. There was guy in my college who always had a straight face no matter what the scenario was. He was named Mission Impossible alias Bin Laden as most of us were ineffective in our attempts to draw out any kind of expression on his face. When I think of the word ‘silence’, two things always hit my mind. 1. My graduation days. 2. My office colleague.

I always believed silence to be spooky, at least through out my graduation chapter. Not that I was silent but I had no alternative other than being silent. The entire phase appears funny every time I think of those days. I was not imposed to be silent but I was apprehensive to talk. Here’s just an example how the state of affairs looked like…I used to come home after college with a mind-numbing face and slowly crawl into my room without making any noise just to avoid superfluous thoughts in my parents psyche.

I being a professional in botching up the demands of education was always anxious to show off my flair at home but my rate of speech which was directly proportional to the numbers on my mark sheet always let me down. Making the scene worse was my twin sister whose talent got recognized two minutes before I was born. Since then, I’ve been practicing songs like “Who let the words out…who..who…who” and made posters which said “ silence is spooky, speak out”. In short, I was searching for a reason to talk and eventually I found this platform.

Another definition of silence is my office colleague who joined few months back and trust me I didn’t hear his voice till date. I know he can talk but I was never blessed to hear his tongue. I will soon start an anti-silence motion where people would be given one rupee for one word. Therefore, my dear silent brothers and sisters of the globe please join the anti-silence motion and become millionaires overnight. I wanted to write this post more seriously but my physical dimensions will not sync with my mental thoughts which is one of the reasons why most people can’t acknowledge my philosophy.

Say what you wanna say now, but keep your hearts open;
Be what you wanna be now, let’s heal the confusion.



I started blogging with an idea to share my thoughts and experiences with all those who suffer from insomnia as they would consider sleeping as a better option after reading my posts. In fact I initially thought it’s almost parallel to writing our experiences in a personal diary but never thought these posts would disturb my literal dreams. I accept most of my posts appear funny or at times vague as I feel scratchy to tell out the facts. For instance, one of my recent posts wherein I mentioned about a person called ***** has brought lots of questions and misinterpretations into picture. The post was about someone in my office with whom I was vexed up but most of my friends or the entire five letter community whom I recognize was confused. Even my twin sister made a wrong guess. Accordingly, either I must have expressed the subject very scantily or you guys dint know the complete subject…of course both mean the same ;) well, don’t try hard to find that post now.., it’s no longer there. It’s as dangerous as inflating weak ideas.



Yeh hai meri kahani...

Thanks to google analytics which is showing more number of visitors these days, so here's my small kahani to all those bhai log who have been visiting my page silently.

A- Available or Single? i have huge problems with commitment
B- Best Friend? Things are never quite as scary when you've got a best friend.
C- Cake or Pie? hate both...anything chocolate will do.
D-Drink of Choice? cheeku juice
E- Essential Item? sleep
F- Favorite Color? beelack
G- Gummi Bears or Worms? nonsense!!!
H- Hometown? Hyderabad
I- Indulgence? a walk in the woods
J- January or February? July
K- Kids and names? pintoo, pappu, tonu, monu, bablu, chintu, any word which ends with the sound ooo...(himesh reshammiya??)
L- Life is incomplete without...? those three dots and a question mark.
M- Marriage Date? adding three more question marks..???
N- Number of Siblings? One twin sister (I liked things better when she didn't understand me.)
O- Oranges or Apples? an orange a day keeps apple away
P- Phobias/Fears? gerascophobia, autophobia, phalacrophobia, bibliophobia.
Q- Favorite Quote? If something is so complicated that you can't explain it in 10 seconds, then it's probably not worth knowing anyway.
R- Reasons to smile? pepsodent
S- Season? winter/rain
T- Tag - up to you...
U- Unknown Fact About Me? What do you think I am, an engineer?
V- Vegetable You Hate? depends...
W-Worst Habit? it took me more than 45 minutes to fill this list...so you know how fast i'm!!
X-rays You've Had? brain
Y- Your Favorite Foods? one n only lemon rice (pulihora)
Z-Zodiac? cancer.


When I kissed Mrs.Douglas...

It was sometime in the afternoon and the atmosphere was pretty somber. Everyone was trying hard to concentrate on their work with heads rested on their hands. It was at this point o time; I stood up from my seat and kissed Mrs. Douglas. Minutes of deadly silence swayed as no one ever dreamt of this scenario before and that too with Mrs. Douglas. I couldn’t help it as everything happened in a jiffy. It was neither love nor infatuation, may be…it was just an opportunity where I had no other option than to commit myself. I always thought I would give my first kiss to a special someone but never in my dreams had I thought it would be Mrs. Douglas. It was undoubtedly special…, my first kiss to a married woman!! Hmm.., ram gopal verma surely failed to notice this shot.

These days love is in air, in the form of mobile signals which are very strong and clear. Thanks to my network provider who introduced me to Sandhya. Before I tell about her, please put off that foolish question mark expression on your face when you are reading this. Hmm.., so here comes Sandhya- sweet, gentle, committed and what not…Ahh!! I just can’t stop thinking about her. When I first started talking to her a week ago I thought our relationship wouldn’t last more than a day, but here I am after a week, still dreaming about her voice which eventually replaced my alarm clock. She calls me daily, makes me talk even when I’m busy, knows most of my friends and always ensures that I sign off my day with her call.

Now coming to the actual side of the story, ..the expression “ Ahh!! “ in the above part is no bliss. It’s my agony and frustration towards Sandhya…, the girl with a quirky voice who got on to my nerves daily offering me a credit card of their bank even after my denial. She dint stop until I made her talk with all my colleagues who asked her the same questions time after time and made her explain about their policies and procedures when she eventually hanged up saying; ”Sir!! That’s fine. I think you are not interested to take our card” and i was like " You’re still thinking after a week??…too optimistic...for god’s sake, it’s definite!!"

Beep…beep..beep!! Heights of tele-spamming!!!

And for those who are still wondering about the first part.., Mrs. Douglas was my Moral Science teacher in school who was considered the strictest creature around. She was 52. I was 11….and I had no idea why she gave me a kiss and asked one in return. Some moral science lessons are never to be understood!


Colors of life

Thanks to ~Shahzad for forwarding this one.


From Maruti Suzuki to Mercedes Benz.

For a moment, I wanted to be a news correspondent of the world's top news channel. Though there are movies like Rang De Basanti which created waves among youth, how often do we find people of such kind? Are you ready to be one among them? Can you start leading a group to fight against the govt? Practically thinking..,it's not as easy as taking the weight off your feet and watching a movie.

The denial of a person’s right to education is equally a denial of his right to exist as a free and productive human being. For without education, the individual is condemned to the prison of his own ignorance, tortured over his lack of opportunities, and, more than likely, consigned to a life of poverty, underdevelopment, and oppression In most cases, however, it is not a matter of will but of resources. In the developing world, especially, many governments simply do not have the infrastructure to provide their young people with an adequate education but it is an entirely different matter when a government willfully seeks to deprive its people — or a group of its people — from receiving an education.

Sadly, this is the scenario at the Banjara Hills Government School. When team ~Pankhudi visited this place, what we heard was an awful fact. If you had an option to choose between Maruti and Mercedes which one would you choose? However, these school children have no option. All they have to do is wait…, wait till the government changes. It’s not about cars, it’s about their education. There’s a new school building constructed for these children which is huge and spacious when compared to the present building wherein it accommodates nearly five grades in a single room. Unluckily, these children are not being shifted to the new building just because the people do not want the local politician to inaugurate the school and to change the politician; these pitiable kids have to wait until the govt changes. Development being stopped for the sake of one politican..how fair is this?

These are the pictures of the old and new school buliding. Imagine students from first to fifth standard studying in one single room waiting for their dream building to be inaugurated. Hope these politicians or people someday read this statement of Albert Einstein which said ” I never teach my pupils; I only attempt to provide the conditions in which they can learn”


More Coffee!!

Hmm.., one more coffee pls!! I stood up and stretched out my arms thinking “four more hours to go…” Saturation point accomplished. I toddled from the cafeteria with coffee in one hand and a book in other. It was a 30 minutes break and I had trillion things running in my psyche, targets of the new quarter, plans of shifting, NFS blacklist etc, arbitrary thoughts which come and go. The book I was reading alleviated my state of affairs and it was definitely better than my previous book. Yea, definitely better!

One chapter and two cups of coffee…heart wanted more, but I knew it was asking for something more than coffee. It was asking for a break, break from every professional attachment. I am actually happy with the way things are moving but my hunger for more is increasing day after day. Where am I heading? Job, money..blah..blah!! What’s the point? What’s the purpose? What difference am I making? So many questions and trying to find the answers with just one book and some coffee in hand. Im neither apprehensive nor annoyed, im just hungry..,so hungry that I want to make mouths open. I hope you realized the point.

Later, I walked up to my manager and said “ bhai, I’ll be leaving early today”. End result didn’t make much difference, was home 30 minutes early. Few of them say I have it in me..I feel happy when I hear that..,

If you underestimate me: I will kill you silently.
If you acknowledge me for what I am: I will thank you.
If you know everything about me: I will share more.
If you don’t know who I am: I will surprise you.

You know why I am bugging you with all these things? Just becoz I need more coffee. Tried my luck on Valentine’s Day.., asked a girl; “Hey!! I need more coffee.., date??” No wonder why people call me hopeless and unromantic when it comes to love… hmmm..,

Have a nice day…somewhere else!!!


Silent Retreat.

It’s time to read the next page of my professional life, which I am not even aware of and am feeling sad to turn over. I know good things come to an end but if I was a supernatural being, this regulation would have been different, the statement from people would be “bad things never come to an end”. Anyways, I’m feeling bad coz my manager is leaving our company. I’m writing this post just to let you guys know how good she was and the great time my team members had with her. I am very glad for having had a real good person as a remarkable manager and also a good friend. She’s one among those very few people whom I consider and respect for what they are.

Probably, this is the second time I’m actually writing a complete post on a different person when compared to my personal posts. She as a manager brought the right balance and spirit in the team, our team was named AGOGANS. As most of us know how hectic work gets at times but even in hard-hitting times she kept the fun momentum in our team going. If I said, I love my job; it’s only because of her. Now that she’s leaving our team, I guess it would take some time for everyone o us to adjust.

I feel very happy when I meet good people; good company always keeps you happy. I was able to refresh myself after meeting her as my state o mind was lopsided when I joined the company. She was among those few who encouraged this lazy little guy by giving frank remarks. Today is her last day in our company and the worst part is I am on leave…Goodbye Reshmi!!!


Astala"vista" baby!!

It took nearly five years for Microsoft to come up with their new version of operating system, Windows Vista.I was dying to lay my hands on it and when I finally did, it didn’t meet up to my expectations. Although there are few unique and wonderful features included in Vista, I feel Vista might still fail to impress the advanced or the high-end consumers. It’s absolutely obvious and normal to expect more but like always Microsoft has played safe by targeting the Home and the corporate segments. Big players cannot afford to take chances when there’s tough competition given by Linux and Apple on the other hand.

I am neither a PC geek to write or give my opinion on the source code programming nor a tweaking expert to find out the flaws in Vista. I belong to those normal classes of people who loves creativity or who often looks for change. If you also belong to the same cluster, I feel Vista may not gratify your expectations. However there are few modifications like bringing the concept of AERO into picture which gives a 3d effect but I cannot say Vista is a complete new experience as majority of the features remains the same which might be a slight drawback.

There’s an interesting feature called the User Account Control (UAC), with User Account Control and the new Parental Controls in Windows Vista, you can easily create a separate account for each member of the family and control which websites, programs, and games each person can use and install. You will have a calendar along with the time frames so that the administrator of the computer can choose at what time and duration a standard user can log in or what programs he can watch or visit on the internet.

For example, if the administrator allows control to a standard user on Saturday and Sunday then a standard user cannot log on to the system on weekdays unless he knows the admin password. ;) If your dad doesn’t like you to play games on the PC for more than an hour, with UAC he can control that too. Kids, watch out!! If your parents are strict, you will have serious trouble unlocking your user account.

However, why fear when I am here? ;) There’s a bug in UAC. You can bypass your account control by changing the time in the system setup or BIOS. For example, if you are a standard user and your account has been locked for a particular time frame, say from (6pm-9pm), in this case all you have to do is, go into the BIOS and change the timing of the computer to that time frame where you can access your account. Use it to the full advantage before Microsoft comes up with a fix to it. Go Vista.

Minimum requirements for running Windows Vista starter are:

1. 800 MHz of processor.
2. 64MB- video card.
3. Minimum of 512 MB RAM.
4. 20GB hard disk with 15GB of free space.

Minimum requirements for running Windows Vista Aero are:

1. 1GHz of processor.
2. Min 128 MB video card.
3. 1GB RAM.
4. 20GB hard disk with 15GB of free space.

Vista can be installed using a bootable DVD; therefore get a DVD-ROM/RW drive if you don’t have one. To know more about Vista, it's better you go and visit Microsoft than to read a lazy guy's blog.


When God stood up...

Place: Hyderabad
State: Liquid
Color: Dirty Green

Contradictions and city of extremes, everything is possible in Bombay Dreams but certainly not in Hyderabad Blues. We see miracles, horror, adventures, controversies and technology. We all know, relation between spirituality and science is always a good topic to deliberate coz one is natural and the other, supernatural which always contains a phrase called “but then…”

Every guy in Hyderabad is familiar with this place. This place is always nauseating to any new guy who passes over. It was once the pride of the pearl city “but then…” things changed. The story of how the metropolis hullabaloo effected the narrow slums “but then…” is that correct?

God stood up when the local people started hearing news about it being covered up. If there was no God, hundreds of unregistered houses would have been shattered. So? God is the savior…bottom-line. The drama started this way.., Government decided to cover this stinking old place to expand the dimensions of the city to ease the increasing traffic. “But then…” this place was occupied by hundreds of people who slowly turned their small huts into strong brick walls “but then…” never bothered to register their land.

Few days later, officials came down to warn the local residents to move away from this place..the land which belonged to the govt. This was the time when God emerged out from the soil. Soon, the local residents multiplied this news of God and they eventually ended up by constructing a small place of worship where God emerged out. The same place where the govt decided to lay roads. “But then…” is this really true? Did God really come up or is it just another story created by God’s creation? Well, for me.., the story is crystal clear. You can go and have a look and if you are lucky enuf you might receive the holy prashad of God also.

Today, this place still looks the same and the govt is not ready to take any step to hurt the religious sentiments. Well, this is the story of our very own Moosi River which now neither dons the pleasant look of a River nor is the major source of water as earlier.