The Beginning

Tata!!

2008-06-20T13:55:00.000-07:00

Dudes, dudettes and others...

This is my last post on this blog

Today onwards I am going to post all my blogs here..

see you all there..

p.s. I have already posted one blog :)

As far as I can!!

2007-04-12T05:25:00.000-07:00

Extremism kills!!

And for some people, it is more than killer..

I am, apparently, a very conservative person, with seemingly diplomatic approaches towards all insignificant aspects of life.

But, inherently, there is an inescapable extremism in my attitude towards with respect to many of my philosophies and more often than not, it is on the negative side.

Whenever I take a job in my hand, the first question that crosses my mind is whether I can finish it completely in the stipulated time.

No, a job can be anything ranging from some specific tasks like reading a book or finishing some technical project to a life-long activy like increasing general knowledge or shaping your health.

e.g. At a certain point of time, I thought of increasing my G.K. and the first question that crossed my mind was "Can I really comprehend all the knowledge on this earth that is supposedly general? "
The answer was definitely "No" and so was my response. I never looked back towards increasing my G.K.

Health : again came to a similar question. Can I really build "Arnie" kind of muscles in this life?
Answer : "What you kidding me? "

And lo, I never indulged in any serious exercise thereafter..

So goes a long list of activities just because I thought I will never be able to wind up them entirely in the amount of time I wanted to spend.

But, now I realise that no one can attain complete authority on any arena of life, given the very nature of human mind, there is no such thinh like "Perfection".

We can only strive for being "excellent".

I certainly realise that human spirit is indomitable and if u indulge in any activity with the mindset of something like "I 'll strive to traverse this path As Far As I Can"..actually, you will end up being the best runner in that path.

So, shedding off this extremism for attaing everything, which, rather than a booster, has always acted to weaken my actions..hence forth, in all possible ventures, the new punchline I am going to apply is "As Far As I Can".

Moreover, it is much so simple to remember...:D

Given the fact that I have returned to my deserted blogger space after such a long time, I do not want to end my post with this little advice of mine..So down here I am pasting, with due modification, something I posted in the intra-blog of my company today....

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I had been recently on reading spree!!

Finished with three books : Atlas Shrugged, Five pt. Someone, To Sir With Love..

Given the fact that I am slightly relaxed, I may be able to finish "Cryptonomicon" also in 2-3 weeks..though it is a 1153 page e-book I have hidden in my pc, and I have to tune my time with sheer perfection to escape from my MLs while reading it.....
Now,
Atlas Shrugged : A 1078 page book in 7pt priting..this book consumed 3 months of my time...but I'll still say that it was worth it...The book gives you an alternative way of living life expatiating on every possib;e philosophy coprising of love,money,sex,hard work,business,communism and that too in a masterly compilation of classy English and deep observation..Afterall, it took 12 yrs of Ayn Rand to finish this book.
Five Pt. Someone, what not to do at IIT : Here you go, with a cheap-chap storyline built around the most prestigious B-Tech college of India...hardly thought provoking dude...compiled in a very episodic and disinteresting style of writing..dunno how it became bestseller.. except for a few smart-aleck comments, and a few emotional and comic twists, applied with studied methodology of using ethos on an average Indian reader......this book is certainly not any kind of rememberable piece of literature.. work of an amateur...
To sir with love : The most disarming aspect of this book is the simplicity with which it is written, in a particulary lucid and proper English with due emphasis on important events...all feelings of the writer expressed in a scholarly manner..this book is a autobiography of a Black, who come face to face with the reality of racism in Britain, and then his interaction as tecaher with school - children.No unneeded gibberish, a lovely read from start to end..
So, here I finish...
Not that I am just a critic of books to scribble my views periodicaly, I have to pen down a lot of my own views in the space I own..but ..not today.later
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Recently I longed a lot for writing..with hundreds of thoughts daily capturing my mind..

But, out of some inexplicable reasons, I think, this post well-deserves to be stopped at this point...

Will try to return sooner next time..

yours truly

Happy new Year!!

2006-12-31T23:13:00.000-08:00

And here I am on the last exam of my training schedule..
One more to go, and I will be a free bird..atleast as far as exams are concerned..finally I
will get the feeling of being an out-of-college, working ,responisble guy,I guess...
And yeah,got my first salary..
What!!
Why am I filling my blog with this utterly boring senseless non-sense....coz I don't have
anything on my mind to discuss.. and secondarily I want to let go my readers from the
embarassment of visiting 'My First Ghazal' everytime they oblige on my blog..
By the way, one crystal clear observation I made during my infy training is that the lesser
time you get for yourself, the smarter you become at utilising the remnants of time you get
for yourself.
I can't believe that I finished three books in just about a month, loaded with the syllabus
of my 4-yr long college..
So,the books!! I love so much talking about them...and talking more about them...and
talking...ok..ok....n times!!
I finished "The Kite Runner"...the story of Afghan Hazara boy....waas touched...
Second.."Iaococca's autobiography"...the story of the person ,who brought a countery from
the brim of bankruptcy to a leading car industry./.
Last ...but certainly not the least.."The Diary Of Young Girl:Anne Frank"..And was really
moved .....
The thought that a 15 yr old gal was given such a painful death....for no reason at
all..sends shivers down my spine...the more I read her diary, the more I can relate with
it...how much she wanted to live..and how her ambitions, her desires, were oppressed,
killed by the realities of life.....why?..just for being a jew...!!
A lot of things sem to have been happening all around..and have failed to catch a lot..lets
see what lies ahead.
And, as far as news section is concerned ,have got my posting in Banglore....!!
Happy new year to all of you..
yours truly

My First Ghazal

2006-10-29T09:18:00.001-08:00

bevajah siskiyaan, besabab mahfilen
aaj phir zindagi, ajanbi ajnabi..

har taraf gujati hain ye khamoshiya
honge wo rubaru,fir kabhi fir kabhi..

maang kar dosti,zindagi mang li
aur har mod pe,ban gaye ajnabi..

raah-e-jannat mein hoti hain majbooriyaan
dard ki daastnaa , aadmi aadmi...

And, here I finish my first attempt @ a task I was trying o accomplish from last 2 yrs..
A Ghazal..

Gud or Bad, Encouraging or Discouraging, your comments-cum-advices will be valued :)

Thank You

Crash…Bang…!!

2006-10-26T23:00:00.001-07:00

The collection I ‘ve been nurturing for 6 months, and have been proudly boasting of…,all the research work that I subjected my self to in this dauntingly boring vacation, all the songs, scenes, videos, that helped me remain rejuvenated amidst this nothing-to-do dictation, the pictures, snaps, voices of all my colleagues, friends, on which my visits to nostalgia depended…….ahhh!! everything, everything became a victim to one unwelcome mistake….and the result……bang!! The hard-disk… needed to be formatted upside down.….

It had not been that saddening but for one thing……., I ‘ve not made a single back-up of the maximum part of the past memorabilia, I ‘ve been thoroughly gathering……

Viewing it form another point, which is difficult to attain, it has gave a new and a fresh start….

Clicking the directories and finding them completely empty though reminds me of the nothing-is-permanent nature of this very existence, but I have, in other words, got rid of all the garbage that had duly accumulated in my disk, my system has regained its strength after surviving this horrid accident…

Having passed three suffocating days devoid of internet made me realize one thing, life is a shit w/o a computer and a bull-shit w/o internet on it :D

May lord never put me in any such situation again..!! Amin…..

Dudes and dudettes, having gone through my painful plight, I hope u ‘d help me in recollecting some of my past ventures back on my pc ….. hehe …. What about initiating this by lending me a few CDs full of movies, songs and …… et al….I promise I’ll return them really soooooon this time…..next year…..!!

A Brush with a Dentist!!

2006-09-11T06:35:00.000-07:00

Everytime I go to them, my blood stream doubles it's pace with apprehension.....

Each time my mind tells me that its just a regular check-up , a routine... but as and when I enter their cell, all of a sudden, unanticipated realities come to te picture.

This time, it was nothing different.

I called on to a dentist to get one of my teeths checked which was showing a slight gum erosion...

And guess what I had to countenance, a sad departure with one of my beloved tooths...!! The tooth which acompanied me for 21 long yrs..

The moment the doctor saw my tooths, a mental counting begun in his head and resulted in an awkward shock to me that I am blessed with one extra tooth..

An x-ray of my tooth and a closer look at it's whereabouts showed that it's one of my milk-tooths which rejected to leave me alone has accompanied all along, forcing the permamanent teeth in that place to take a different route fom inside.

Now, you guys know why I have that cannibal-looking pointed tooth, because it did not get it's space.

But, "shareer nashwar hai" and so are it's milky-components and so was my beloved tooth.

The doctor adviced me to have it removed.

And then he came up with the most common dentist-lie "It's not going to hurt."

Yeah that is the favourite statement of all the dentists,just a few days back,I saw it in a movie ,where a CIA agent (a gal!!) tells to a villain-dentist before kicking him on his face, "I am not going to lie like all dentists: It's going to hurt."

All said, I must agree that dentist was very caring person and it actually didn't hurt at all, after that dose of anaesthasia, in my mouth.

Even after an hour, I was unabl to feel the left side of muy mouth and nose.Touching them felt like touching dead-cells.

What I feared most was the procedure of removing the tooth!!

I always thought taht he will just pluck the teeth out using some of his tools, yeah that is what I thought,no need to laugh.

And I was anxiously avoiding that one moment,reciting all the prayers I ever learned.

But, it was nothing like that.He jsut took one instrument and grilled my tooth out.It was gone before I even knew, my beloved tooth !! I'll miss it so much.... though it was quiet a reason for an apparent disfiguration on my face, but it's loss has been no better.It has left a spot on my upper section of my mouth, which will always remind me of that lost tooth.

Ok,Ok. All said,the only thing I cared was that this removal might not result in some obscure wrying of my face,the primary concern :D, you know the smile should not be affected.

After removing my teeth, he thorughly removed all the plaque left anywhere on my teeths saving me a precious time on my brush...

Last time when I went to a dentist,it was 5 yrs. back, again for a perfunctinaory checking,out of some swelling on left side of my face, teh x-ray told me that I had generated a tumor, soemthing called "Ameloblastoma" (will never be able to pronounce it!!) and it required an immediate operation.

It took around four months from beginning to end.. , a precious time when I remind that I was in tenth standard, and I had to get my 4 teeths removed.
The tumor, when it was removed ,shocked me with it's size.
I had just learned to live with the spots they left and lo!! here I am back with a new one.....

Man, here I am ,all safe and secure, with one more brush with a Dentist, just waiting for my next brush with another dentist and hoping ,may it never occur..

All I got to say is, Brush ur teeths properly, or it's gonna hurt.

Catch u ....

Corporate !!

2006-09-10T08:15:00.000-07:00

First of all, berfore poring down ,all of you be aware of one critical fact about this article.

It's not a satire.

It's more than that..... :D

Todays, I am back from my second session of training, and slightly tired .......

After three days of rigporous training I encountered,(yes, only 3 days) , I wonder what else is left 4 them 2 teach for next 2 months.

But 40 hrs of journey & Rs.800+ of expenditure for 3 days of training is something I am still not able to gulp down my stomach.

Now, there can be only two possible reasons for this unanticipated call for getting trained.....

Either they are afraid of losing out the candidates or our predecessors have quiet itimidated them with their performance.....

Well, if it is the first case, then the behavior they have exerted will be called nothing else but childish... coz in this country inundated with unemployed intelligence, they hardly need to worry.

In the second case, I believe, atleast as far as I am concerned, the kind of tough nuts we are, the session is hardly goin to intimidate us and bent us down towards studies...

Man, how can u study, when u don't have to employ that slogging next day.

Thats the only reason colleges are so successful (again,don't count me in) in forcing students to their knees for studying.

Well, still being a technocal guy is much better than being in HR I guess....atleast 4 no-nonsense guys like me....who want their bread in peace,,rather than passing their days throwing crap,unnecessary, flowery statements......

Umm.. if u r looking 4 some comcluding statement and searching for the word 'corporate' in my blog,let me remind u I am tired..my brains not working..:D

So, if u have read this crap so long, God has blessed u with enough patience.

catch u again :D

Nostalgia, Boooks, time........

2006-07-30T11:57:00.000-07:00

Its already 12:23 A.M in the clock announcing the end of my sunday, and I am siting here wasting one more day,in all it's totality...

Yes, something, I am becoming increasingly gud at ..

Nothing to do, nor inclined on doing anything..laziness extending in all the veins of mybody,flowing with my blood....

Roaming on the terrace, I, after quiet a long time, slipped into the intoxicating feeling of nostalgia.Yes,its intoxicating, gives a feeling of reliving the lost moments of life,just by visualising them once again..

I realise that I have the habit of not looking back at what I have left.It's almost an year,I believe, when I sincerely thought of my school days, the days of my first school Keshari Devi Kanoria Vidya Mandir, all of sudden, the days of that school revived in my memory, & I felt as if all those days have passed just a day before.

All my childhood days just came before my eyes, all my friends, with whom I had shared all the childhood fancies one can imagine, discussed all the professions I wanted to get in,all the non-sense stories I could make.

The hilly terrains around my house, where we discussed all the possible pranks,played all kind of child games..kho-kho,kabaddi,kanchi(marbles),what not..

All my school teachers to whom I remember in the order of severity of punishments they inflicted students..our school was famous in this respect..discipline, punishment, uniformity.
Tiwari ,Prasad, and yes yogita Bali mam......, whom we feared like hell, and all the PT teachers who were poarticularly famous for their unimaginable creativity in giving new dimensions to the act of punishment.

My NRC school, Mumbai, where I just passed an yr, and time passed so quickly,couldn't culticate enough monets even to ponder...

All the days of my NRC school also became lively in my mind..

Then my IndRayon school, the school which was more of college.
The very class I entered in,was particularly famous for it was pervaded with al the hooligans, any one can expect.
Then the other side, the besyt of ambitious and mature students, all the kind of best ppl,that can gather at one common place.

The series of punishments offered to aour class routinely by making us stand in front of Principal office,to humiliate us,to instill in us a feeling of shame.

On the contrary,we always took them as a matter of honour, an acheivememnt...

A chat with a school frnd yesterday revived all the stories..

Man it's been a quick journey....

Ten yrs, is such a short time...

The college, man ,four years, and it seems as though they ended, before they even begun...

I am still unable to accept the fact that I actually don't have to go to college when I will wake up in the morning.

No more night-long gatherings,in which we discussed about anything abd everything..

The internals (exams), which gave rise to many unseen, unimagined blends in the personality of the students.
Some read like worms, some played till the end,till the realisation of exam actually shook them,till the marks afraid them of flunking till the core..

Exams were indeed fun.....

We made all possible preparations for exams, got tea, arranged music, everything that will keep us awake night-long.Before we could finally realise, that its these arrangements that we more interested in than studying..

We even ventured to troddled 2 km. to the railway station, on foot, at 01:00 A.M. to have a cup of tea, as it was the only place,we could get tea at that time...

Man, everything on the name of study ,except study...

And yes, the innumerable love-stories of all friends discussed with such an attentive seriousness as if they were matter of national security....

Hehe, nostalgia is indeed intoxicating..

By the way, I came here today to list some of the books I have read and ...the books r the only way out here, they also give rise to the sense of nostalgia,every book has it's own associated memories...

Why?

Just to satisfy my bibliophilic insticts....

Every book finished,indeed gives me a feeling of acheivement..

I will mention them category-wise...

Fiction:

Double Deal
Rage of the angels
The sky is falling
Untouchables
Lajja
Hound of Baskervilles
The Prometheus Deception
Are you afraid of Dark
5 pt someone
One night@call centre
The Alchemist

Non-Fiction:

A brief history of time
Long walk to freedom
Experiments with truth
Mein Kamph
Rich Dad,poor Dad

Okie, after that description of nostalgiac feelings, its indeed odd to mention my book-love and am not going any way further.

Just that any suffestion for any gud buk is welcome...!!

Time Conservation !!

2006-07-07T04:56:00.000-07:00

Hmm..... Today,it is 7 th of July which accounts for atleast 25 days of vaction,starting from 12 th of june .. and when I look back to calculate the total amount of productive work ,I have done in this period, all I end up is with a grimace.

Every time I decide something to do, the very next instant some unknown power gets a better of me, and I end up with nothing done....

Though, I am enjoying one of my possible last & longest vacation, but wastage of time on any pretense is not endurable, .... it's just against my very nature, it's like committing a sin to waste any second of life, which could have been utilised for some knowledge - addition, or atleast devoted to some value - addition, or at the least to attainment of some more clarity of thoughts on various issues, which are my responsibilities ......

Huh, but I am very sad to have very uselessly wasted this wonderful period of vaction in doing nothing.

Even if I could have revised my syllabus for assignment for my job, I would have done something to appease myself, but all the time, all I am doing is searching for some pre - solved questions ,already posted solutions to save my energy and ....... time,the time which I will need to waste in doing nothing.., time I could have used to improve my aptitude for CAT, time I could have used to study Java or Oracle, so that later when given a chance,I could have cleared their certifications, time I could have used to build some muscles, to put on some weight....., time to gain some deep insights into the mechanics of this world.

I know I can work hard when I work, I can make up for the time I lose in doing nothing but hadn't it been beautiful to preplan some steps of life, to do some studies in advance so that later I will be slightly ahead of my peers, to improve my physique, so that in perios of no work-ourt, I 'll have some meat inside.....

So, the question is what am I doing all along, if I am not involved in any productive work .......

Hehe, answers are not that difficult to guess, all I am doing is wasting my time in sleeping,chatting, or surfing orkut account to see if my scrap counter has gained some decent rise, or if my fan list has increased....,or googling all the ways to find some non-sense articles on topics, which I know for sure, are going to be of no use to me ever, or in the most productive way ,laying on my sofa and watching some news...

Internet, which could have been used for gaining unparalleled knowledge has become the very source of distraction!!

Well, for a time, whiling away of time does feel gud, as it helps in shedding away all the piles of strains gathered during any job, to keep ur mind light to reactivate ur brain cells for altogether new journey.... but wastage of three successive weeks in fulfiling of this void is really not tolerable,...... ratther a person should be sentenced for the same amount fof time, he wastes doing nothing.

Guys, who are looking at my blog with scornful eyes, may consider me as traitor, who does not respect the hard earned vacations, the very vactions in whose hope we pass dreadful days of hard work, and are all senses to enjoy them at fullest, but this is how I am.

I can't stand doing nothing, passing time lying in my bed .....

I do realise the truth that life is toooooooooooooo short and can not be wasted doing nothing.
The time once gone is gone forever and it would be very foolish, if not guilty, to waste it dreaming all the time about your never-gonna-possible fancies .

All I have been able to achieve during this vacation is, let's count :
1)Applied for the passport
2)Applied for a pan card
3)Learned driving four wheelers
4)Read 2 chapters of PT,which I never revised..
5)Umm... Nothing , the list ends up there !!sigh!!

So, in all long and shorts, all I have done could be accounted as one-day-job .

BTW, untimelay and unceremoniously, I would like to mention my passport venture.
The guy (supposed to be the inspector), came to our house, didn't ask any single question and.... yes you guessed it right ,.... asked for his non-negotiable fees of Rs.200

If I am not wrong initially the fees used to be 100,than rosed somewhere around 150 & now it's 200 bucks.

Pt:- The corruption is increasing day by dauy exponentially.

Yes, as of now,I have no right to protest,I have accepted the defeat,have paid him the bribe, which he dearly relished and when I offered him a cup of tea, he sincerely refused for a full cup, requesting to halve it, with a glint of generousity,that could have won million hearts.
Then he explained how much they have to suffer as police officers, how this fees is very much deserved by them..
Yeah, more than the suffered, they have become a cause of suffering to the society...
One more thing struck to my mind (it's accountable as PJ though), whenever we are cheated we go to police with our complaint but if the police itself becomes the criminal, whom are we supposed to accost with our grievances.

Once, I even thought of posting a query on the site for Right To Information, demanding an explanation of distribution of this service fees (as they call it) from top to bottom of their machinery, taking into account the share of all the departments.

The kind of shamelesness that prevails, I won't be surprised to get a reply even!!

Anyways, it's India, yaha to aisa hi hota hai!!
You need to get used to it or dye in the queues of complainaints..

Ho ! From time conservation to morale buster passport story,it's been a long post but am still on square one, how to utilize time dear?
Suggestions please !

'Long Walk To Freedom' - Nelson Mandela

2006-06-30T04:00:00.001-07:00

Before divulging my views on this book any further, I realise that it's the second time I am here to expatiate on any autobiography, the first being my blog on 'Experimets with Truth', a few months back..

Well, most of the times when I begin to gear me up for the job of composing one more readable article on my blog, a tinge of laziness accomapanied with the feeling of not having any presentable stuff deters me from going any further and has become a primary reason for my desertion of writing practises..

But two days back, I completed with this gloriously remarkable book which gives the life account of one of the most famous figures of history, one of the most innovative leaders and the most resilient patriots ever born .... Nelson Mandela.

And I will certainly like to mention a few pts. on this blog to retain the memory of this book to pore over in future.

His struggle beginning from his youth, when he joined Youth League, leading to his life in prison, which lasted approximately 27 yrs & 6 months ,to way back to freedom just to fight once more with the White Government on Negotiation Table is indeed a kind of cornucopia of adventures, one can imagine only in dreams or envisage them in movies, but the thought that this guy has passed his entire youth in prison is sufficient to put shivers down the spine of any person who believes himself capable of suffering anything even for the sake of national benefit.

The book always carries with it a humorous touch though scenes of extreme frustration have been scribbled all along, particularly relating to his separation from his wife,Winnie and the oppresive measures taken by government to retain white supremacy over blacks by hook or crook leading to abhoresome policies of Apartheid.

I beleive rather than giving my descriptions, a certain portions from his own writing will do more justice in conveying his stand, though the excerpts presented below are not accurate, as I am writing them, recalling only from my memory, the book is no more with me.

'There are two obligations to any person: obligation towards his family, who are most near & dear to you and obligation towards your (country) people.
A person born in South-Africa can never be entitled to fulful both of them cause if you fulfil the former, you will remain confined to your own family and if you fulfil the later, you will become an outlaw living a life of secrecy and violations.'

'The most important thing for a prisoner suffering sentence is not the government policy, or even the God, but the warden attending him next door.His happiness of life depends on his relation with this warden. '

When a warden ,in the fit of rage,rushed towards Mandela, to punch him,He(Mandela) got very afraid but this sentence came out of his mouth automatically, not totally out of bravery, but because it is what was supposed to be said:'If you so much as lay a hand on me,I will take you to the highest land on court, and when I will finish with you,you will be as poor as a church mouse. '
The warden ofcourse silenced.

'It is not bravery to not feel fear, but to overcome it.I have remained bold, even when I was afraid the most.'

'Whenever in a struggle for the sake of righteousness and humanity, you climb a hill, you only find there are more hills to climb.'

'Both oppressor and oppressed become the victims , oppressor becoming the victim of hatred and the oppressed becoming the victim of slavery.Both need to be freed.'

'No person is born with hatred towards any person owing to colour of his skin.Hatred must be taught.And if they can be taught to hate, they can also be taught to love as love comes more naturally to humans than hatred.'

'I have completed a long distance and I am taking a moment to rest here, to look at the vista of enviroment surrounding me, to look at the distance I have covered,but I dare not linger as my long walk is not yet over.'

All said, this is a must read autobiography and teaches you the values of morality, resilience, strength and leadership.

Time to pass time !!!!!

2006-06-15T20:08:00.000-07:00

Many times while I am surfing internet, I come to my wits end as to where shall I head now!!!
Yeah that happens !!!!!

But not any more.....

For all of those, suffering from the periodic lacking of wits to find an intersting direction to head on, I am herein giving a link that will satisfy ur reading instincts, in all corners.

Just click in ....

N'Joy

Har taraf har jagah beshumaar aadmi!!!!!

2006-06-15T12:05:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, I was chatting with a friend of mine, when all of a sudden I came up with a topic of which we both were totally unaware and wich arisen from a Gazhal sung by my fav singer...(Scroll a few lines down to know his name) and look for urself, what kind of philosophical - cum - psychological discussion I entered in with this guy......

pradeep_mishra007 : I , me ,your's truly
R : My friend

Here, it goes, in all it's totality ,though some parts have been modified or cut as they were found detrimental to either mine or my dear friend's worldly appearance .....

pradeep_mishra007: Tell me one thing?
R : bol?
pradeep_mishra007: Har taraf har jagah beshumaar aadmi
pradeep_mishra007: Fir bhi tanhaaiyon ka shikaar aadmi
pradeep_mishra007: Aisa kyun?
R: Because they have not been introduced
pradeep_mishra007: Let's say they have been introduced
R : if it is done with the aspect of formality ..it is futile....serves no purpose...
R : if there is a motive...bingo...

pradeep_mishra007: if there is a motive ...... motive for one who introduces or the one who gets introduced..?
R : motive in general
R : the motive of the meeting is true to its cause....
R : if people really want to know their colleagues...then that is ur motive...
R : or the authorities administer duly so that each one of u is introduced.....so much that u become friends...tthen purpose is solved ...
pradeep_mishra007: :( ~x( :-/ :( ~x( :-/ :( ~x( :-/ :( ~x( :-/ :( ~x( :-/
R : hehe
pradeep_mishra007: Oye , these smileys r telling u abt the situation authorities wil get in,not my condn
R : yea yea
pradeep_mishra007: Some matters still need due clarification
R : like?
R : like?
pradeep_mishra007: Like...u see......The concept loneliness of arises from the
fact that u dunno him but in reality even many ppl u know can give u the same tinge of loneliness.
pradeep_mishra007: typing yaar
R : :D
pradeep_mishra007: ans plz
R : well.... thats because of the past experiences that you shared with him/her
R : they didnt cater to ur tastes...and hence.....u refrain
pradeep_mishra007: Lets say,I never shared any past exp with them & still...
R : then u dont know them
R : so...back to square one
pradeep_mishra007: No, I know him ,have talked to him twice regularly, but never happened to be part of any event like thing with him
pradeep_mishra007: Lets say,some guy in my class
R : talking and sharing expierences with him is different
pradeep_mishra007: yeah
pradeep_mishra007: thats what I am telling
pradeep_mishra007: I know him, still am alone with him
pradeep_mishra007: aisa to kam hi hota hai ,wo bhi ho tanhaai bhi
R : cause u didnt participate in an event which creates a personal bond
pradeep_mishra007: aaaa, now u getting it
pradeep_mishra007: Lets say, his very presence in an event repells me from participatig in that event though i Don't have any thing against him in my heart, wat kind of feling wud be that?
R : that does exist in some....
R : u have a set of beliefs.......right /wrong ..... and if that person goes overboard and abuses ur limit of wrong ,then according to ur judgement ...u will dislike him...and vice a versa
pradeep_mishra007: and wat if that person w/o indulging in any activity,just with his mere presence creates an ambience in which I start feeling uncomfortable?
R : that situation will not arise
pradeep_mishra007: It has arisen already
R : only by his activity will u either be intimidated...
R : he should have done something...for u to make a judgement
pradeep_mishra007: It's just his ..u may say ..some of his mannerisms sometime or some time just some expression on his face portending an unforseen feeling ofdiscordance, taht pushes u away frm him...
R : having animosity against him by just looking at him ,without him doing anything means that you are assuming thigns about him ...which may/may not be true
R : yea...see...so he has done something ...right
R : for u to make a judgement
R : :P
pradeep_mishra007: bearing some natural expression on ones face w/o
lnowledge of making asome person uncomfortabnle,does that account in doing
something?
R : that counts as ur assumption
R : not the truth
pradeep_mishra007: Sometimes assumptions, or the sixth sense notices r more true in intensity than trurth ,believe me....reason fails u
R : how sure u r that that sometimes is now ,when u r looking at that person
pradeep_mishra007: that sometime actually occurs everytime
R : then the problem is more inherent than of the mans
pradeep_mishra007: like?
R : the person always has biased notions on people whom he doesnt know...(for eg)he always assumes that the world is his enemy
R : of*
pradeep_mishra007: Lets say the person is of kind, who just feels some thing abt the ppl around,usually positive feelingand most of the time,when he embarks on a decision ,particularly on a friend ship making note, most of fthem r successful,so the possibility on the otherside with this man shud alsobet the same.....
R : i didnt get the last part
pradeep_mishra007: That means if a persoin is always right in determining that
the person in front is going to be gud in form of a frien then he will certainly also be gud in determinuing that the person in front i snot gud as a friend
R : hehe.... u r being rhetoric...its just because he has ticked those beliefs of good
and the like...that u assume that his company will be delighful ..... u r still assuming...only after knowing each other completely can u cement that assumption
pradeep_mishra007: Lets say I know hoim to the extent taht he is my room partner!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
pradeep_mishra007: ]Now
pradeep_mishra007: ?
R : then u already know that man to a certain extent...his actions have already influenced you....
pradeep_mishra007: are yaar,his action just don't involve me at all.......
R : his actions doesnt necessaryily revolve around u...they are merely ur observations
pradeep_mishra007: Its just I notice him everyday, and he hasn't done anything that may be accounted illegal or anything embarassing it's just his very presence.....
R : not possible.... either u have some pre-concieved notions about him or u have made a judgement based on his actions...knowingly or unknowingly
pradeep_mishra007: See, the guy never pre-conceives, he just has an apallingly high sense of feeling the amboience ..
pradeep_mishra007: so
pradeep_mishra007: sorry
pradeep_mishra007: plz send it again
R : send waht ?
pradeep_mishra007: u send some file na?
R : u were
R : and that magnifying glass imaeg:P
pradeep_mishra007: may be I just mistakenly dragged some file in here and it started neing sended to u & i cancelled it
R : thats waht happened
pradeep_mishra007: wr were we?
pradeep_mishra007: Oye,wat happ?
R : one question tho.... can i know the subjects of this discussion?
R : kuch nahi
pradeep_mishra007: yeah
R : aisj puch raha tha
pradeep_mishra007: har taraf har jagah beshumar aadmi,fir bhi tanhaaiyon ka
shikar aadmi
pradeep_mishra007: aisa kyun?
R : u r starting all over again?
pradeep_mishra007: No
R : abe ...aaj itna philo kyu ho gaya tha
pradeep_mishra007: kaun mai?
R : yea!
pradeep_mishra007: I thought it was u...
R : i never started it
R : and as i had nobidy to chat with i only continued it
pradeep_mishra007: I was just singin a song from my ever fav Jagjit Singh And Lata Mangeshkar
pradeep_mishra007: har taraf har jagah..
pradeep_mishra007: and u cracked on it
pradeep_mishra007: And i fuele the fire
R : what did i do?
R : hehe
pradeep_mishra007: U see
R : what?
pradeep_mishra007: kabhi kabhi gazals sunte to, aaj aise gazal generated
philosophy ke shikaar na hote
R : ?
R : chal re....time for match
pradeep_mishra007: ;;)

pradeep_mishra007: which one?
R : pata nahi...
pradeep_mishra007: Guess what?
R : wat?
pradeep_mishra007: Am posting this chat on my blog, it will reveal ur philosophical wisdom......
pradeep_mishra007: :D
R : there is no wisdom in my philosophy..i hate being philosophical...

Bell you!!

2006-06-10T11:35:00.000-07:00

So, I am back again and this time with a renewed energy.

Last time, I was unprepared and the consequences tagged me with a 50 %iler.

But this time, no stones wil be left unturned, no pages unread.

Hmmmm, my second tryst with Cat has begun this year and I am gearing me up once more, but this time the game will be different.

Quants,English, DI ,LR ....everyrthing will be preprepared.....yes preprepared ....all attacks will be premeditated, precogitated so that no chances r goin to be taken and God has given me this opportunity to accoutre myself with this unending vacation.

So, may this vacation last a bit longer ,atleast till August .....and ......and let the game begin....as a friend of mine says......

Pangs Of Reality!!

2006-05-23T21:48:00.000-07:00

Once again, I tried my hand at something, which I seriously believe to be the most authentic way of expressing your emotions, seamless thoughts and aspirations.

Poems, yes, one more poem I tried and failed miserably by the time it ended coming to end of my own imagination to find any more words.

But I have always loved poems for their simplicity, their capability to express innumerable thoughts and feelings in a handful of words, thoughts which can make you compose a thousand ton-weighing book and yet unable to give their consummate description.

So, here it goes…

Pangs Of Reality!!!

Call it pain, or the disavowed gain,
Truth is the nail, thy followers attain.

Riding to thou, with flesh and soul,
Returning to you, the gems, the travails.

Reveling the winds,I often wonder,
If,in this desert,I am alone.

Some call it lie,others say vain
Ways of thou, they eternally disdain

All my traits, to thou I surrender
No more I dream, No more I cry

Come what may, roses or thorns
I know the path, the way to thy arms.

Wo khwaabon ke din,wo kitaabon ke din!!

2006-05-09T21:36:00.000-07:00

So, finally the day of Convocation arrived.

This day means a lot in the life of a student, particularly if he has enjoyed (or shall I say beared!!) his college life in Dharamsinh Desai univ.

This day portends that We have now stepped our foot in an entirely new arena for which we were being reared all along in the confinements of our Institute.

The time has arrived when we will have to prove to this world that we have become ready to undertake responsibilities on our shoulders, that we have become ready to face the hardships of life.

But all along this day has marked an end to a period of life, which is the most youthful and romantic era of life and I am happy that all this has ended with a happy note.

My College has gave me enough moments of joy and blandishments that I will like to save in my book of thoughts and pore over these pages of commemorable events, whenever I will feel buried under the load of responsibilities or egregious feelings of boredom.

Yes, today I have become a graduate,(now I can play Dustin Hoffman in The Graduate II).

vechaan vera bhavan!!

2006-03-31T09:16:00.000-08:00

For the uninitiated, the title of my subject "vechaan vera bhavan" means SalesTax Department.

I had to pass my today in this very department, which had done wonders to my spirit, after a four month long monotonous schedule of development of the software, which has been loaded on net a few days back and which calculates VAT taxes for all concerned dealings.

Tommorow,VAT is going to be implemented all around gujarat and I am one of the proud members responsible for the development of one of the first softwares in the queue for the VAT purpose.

Today, I was asked to attend all the queries that have arisen related to this tool.

From 10:00 in the morning to 06:00, I was bombarded with different questions by dealers on various issues related to the software, on five different phones in the helpline, none of which could keep their rings off for more than 5 seconds.

While I was finding it difficult to think correct solutions for all the questions,at the same time I was more than delighted by the vision of the strength of people who are going to be the users of this software available for free.

Before joining the company, I had a desire to work selflessly on atleast one software which could be given free to all in my country and which could be prove useful to all of my countrymen as a genuine tribute and token fro my selfless love towards my country.God seems to have listened to me quiet early!!

Gyan............

2006-03-25T23:47:00.000-08:00

Well,in last couple of posts, I have been informing all of you that my college life is reaching it's destination.

Now, before we all plunge into the river of our responsibilities to swim to our all kind of cardinal and platonic objectives, I would like (and love!!) to clarify my attitude (and philosophy!!) to all my dear friends, who often mistake my aloofness, arising out of my keen laziness to be my apathy towards them, as I have noticed in some of the mails,in a few points, what seems to be an ongoing tradition on all the blogs.......

Well, it seems that after poring over all the blogs, I read today,most of the blogs written by those of my own state,I have developed a much better capability to describe myself, many a time stealing the words of all my fellow bloggers..

So,the countdown begins....

1) I love, admire and crave for silence.
After passing four years of my college in the luod company of my buddies,this is the only thing left to be praised by me.
Silence to me is musical, golden and the most valuable thing.

2)Insincerity is something I cannot tolerate, endure, endorse and stand.
So, don't come near me to spill your beans if you can't appreciate this quality.

3)All along my life, the most important thing for me has been ME.
No wonder, I couldn't generate any kind of interest in any kind of sports, music or any such activity till my school time.

4)Any person, who does what he says, is someone COOL for me, maybe however his appearance, education and way of life be.
I can pass hours talking to such people.

5)All along my school life, I had wasted my time in one habit, which I seriously assume is more harfmul than any epidemic to our generation.I am talking about TV in general and MOVIES in particular.Though this activity really helps in expandigng your companinoship to innumerable enthusiasts of movies.

6)"Do I believe in GOD?" is not the question you should ask.
The answer will depend upon your definition of God.
To be precise, any feeling, any activity which leads you to believe that you have achieved more purity and fulfilness in positive sense, is a spiritual feeling and the easiest way to achieve this is to help any other person in need.

7)I visit a certain temple does not mean that I am a believer in that deity crowned in that temple.
To me, visiting temple is like, giving a recharge to battery of your cell (usage of improper words regretted if it hurts anyone!!).It just fills me with +ve energy, given the holy ambience of a temple.

8)Friends, who ask me, am I your best friend, never get an answer.
I cannot measure friendship.Friendship can only be treasured.

9)I am the most lazy person alive on this planet.

10)Some people,owing to my unending mouth-shut, say I avoid them while others say I annoy them because of my constant chatering.God knows the truth...

11)I value hard work and it seems to me that almighty has been particularly fair in alloting to me the fruits of my hammer.
I have always got,in appropriate quantity, whatever i have strived for appropriately, with my heart and hands at proper place.

12)One bad tendency:Whenever I am alone, I keep on thinking about all ofmy friends,Whenever I am with my friends, I keep on longing for privacy.
Certainly does not mean I am in love, it is some kind of pschycological impact arousing out of my abrupt entry from my recluse shooling to the rocking college.

13) Though I am bad at expressing my feelings, I value and respect all my relations and relatives.
I particularly and dearly love my parents,my sisters and my brother.
I can never ever see them sad.

14)Of all the interests I have been able to generate through twenty long years of my life, the most dear one is Gazhals.
Suggestions for any good ghazhal are welcome.

Enough for now, and I hope all of you(who read this) can afford more clarity of thought towards my nature.

If money could speak!!

2006-03-14T21:57:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, one of the most reputed institutes of our country gave it's students, the most ludicrous placements they could have dreamed of.

A student from IIMB got a job of 86.5 LPA in London.

In past also, such kind of heavily placements have taken place in IIM, but this time it was more than an Indian srudent can expect.

Now, the question I am asking myself is "Could I have been in the position of that student?"

Well, given my current academic stand, may be I would have liked to reply in a blatant "No" but then I realise that most of the times, it is these "NO"s that are responisble for the degradation of a student's morale and hence the future possibilities of a successful and content carrier and the resulting life.

Here, I am poiniting to both economic and social contentment, a person will like to realise, though hthe definition of "Successful" and "Contentment" moght vary from person to person.

Going with the general definition, which I assume is to have a higly paid job, a nice life partner, a secure future and the commitment of responsibilities towards your family and society, I realise that all the times, we keep on adopting a strategy of adjustment.

Being from Gujarat Board, it is preassumed that the student will never be able to clear any entrance for Graduation.
Being from Gujarat has been seen as a curse for students of the school, and if you are from a gujarati medium, the suffearge can me much more than you can assume.

However, through all the time in my carrier, I have been duly realising one truth, which has placed all the question of not achieving any extraordinary carrier on my head.
This is the fact that, alll across my carrier I have never given my entire devotion towards my studies.

Though I have always remained aloof, and at an arms distance from too much fun, but my commitment towards academic growth has never envisaged the kind of enthusiasm that a student should behold to gain a respectful position as a student in particular and as a person in general in the eyes of society.

However, I just heard that the person who came with the highest package last yr. was 32 years old!!

So, I still have 10 more years atleast to gather all my enthusiasm towards my academic health and tp prove to the society in general and parents in particular (my fav statement!!) that I have become able to take responibilities and I have achieved the growth both mentally and physically to ghive my contrribution to the society.

By the way, I came across a very nice song from the movie "Swami Vivekananda" sung by "Yesudas".
This is the song thatis supposed to be sung by swamiji at this first meeting with Shri Ramkrishna Paramhans,wh8ich mesmerized him thorougly

So presenting a few lines,

Chalo mann jaye ghar apne , Chalo mann jaye ghar apne
Is pardes mein ,is par bhes mein kyun pardesi rahe .....
Chalo mann jaye ghar apne , Chalo mann jaye ghar apne

Aankh jo bhaye wo kora sapna, saare paraye hain koi na apna,
Aise jhoothe prem mein padna, bhool main kaha jiye?
Chalo mann jaye ghar apne , Chalo mann jaye ghar apne

Sache prem ki preet jaga ke, sun mann meri kan laga ke,
Paap aur punya ki gathari utha ke,apni raah chale..
Chalo mann jaye ghar apne , Chalo mann jaye ghar apne

A few two-liners!!!!

2006-03-13T02:21:00.000-08:00

Yeh chirag bujh rahe hain,mere saath jalte-jalte!!
Mujhe koi mil gaya tha, yu hi raah chalte -chalte!!
---Pakeezah

Waqt aane par bata denge tujhe E aasma,hum abhi se kya bataye kya hamare dil mein hai!
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai, Dekhna hai zor kitna Baazo-E-Katil mein hai!!
----(The legend of) Bhagat Singh

Hum bhi dariya hain, hame apna hunar maloom hai, jis taraf bhi chal padenge Raasta ho jayega.
Sar jhukaoge to patthar devta ho jayega, itna mat chaho use woh bewafaa ho jayega!!!
---- Jagjit Singh
Tum tanha duniya se ladoge, bacchon si baatein karte ho !!
Mujhse bichhad kar khush rahte ho, meri tarah tum bhi jhoothe ho!!
---- Jagjit Singh

Kabhi kitaabon mein fool rakhna, kabhi darakhton pe naam likhna!!
Hai yaad humko bhi aaj tak wo, Nazar se har-fe sallam likhna!!
Gayi rutoon mein hasan hamara, bas ek hi to ye mashgala tha !!
Kisi ke chehre ko subah kahna, kisi ki zulfon ko shaam likhna!!
---Ghulam Ali

Har taraf har jagah beshumaar aadmi,
Fir bhi tanhaiyaon ka shikaar aadmi!!
---- Sazda(Jagjit Singh, Lata Mangeshkar)

Do din to junoon ke hai, aao ke machal jaayen!!
Fir tumko khabar kya hum, kis sant nikal jaayen!!
---Ghulam Ali

Hum bhi kuchh naadan the yaaron, itne khwaab saja baithe,
waqt bhala kya deta humko, waqt ko apne kaam se kaam.
Raat, ghataye, jaado, khushboo, jiski zulfon ke paigam
Dil ke darakh pe dhoondh raha hu, us saada chehre ka naam.
---Ghulam Ali

Tera pata na mila to mujhe log kya kahenge, yu hi darbadar raha to mujhe log kya kahenge!!
Tujhe Zindagi jaha hai tu hai Zindagi ka haasil, Tujhe bewafaa kaha to mujhe log kya kahenge!!
---Ghulam Ali

Where is our security?

2006-03-07T08:13:00.000-08:00

Five times it raised its head in Delhi on the auspicious occasion of Diwali, then came the turn of IIS,the most prestigious institute of Banglore, then a series of railway stations Ahmedabad railway station, Varanasi cantonment railway and finally religious places like Sankat Mochan temple (believed to be the most ancient temple in UP) have fallen prey to this ruthless terminator.
Any Indian can guess the terminator, I am talking about!!

Terrorism!!
After love and god,this is the most familiar word all around the world.
Today, as I was watching TV, a news came before me on Sahara News telling that the cantonement railway station just happened to see a bomb blast after two minutes of departure of shanti express.
The visuals of the dead and injured set shivers down my spine.
Around 6 people were dead and more than 30 injured.
THEN, another news appeared telling that the Sankat Mochan temple has been bomarded claiming many other lives.
The toll of injured was high as today is tuesday, which is supposed to be the favoured day of Lord Hanuman, and hence a big crowd was present at the temple.
Usually , I don't indulge in blaming the government for the loss of security but todays events have really shook my senses.
What hurts more is the politicisation of these events and religious galvanisation.
"The prime minister has expressed his grief and told the people to remain calm"
"A compensation of 5 lakh will be given to families of dead and 1 lakh to those of seriously injured"
"Red alerts have run all across the country"

Varanasi cantonement railway is the most frequented railway by my family.
I can clearly remember troddling the platforms of that station as I saw the visual footages on television of that station, blood splattered all over.
A few days when I came from Nadiad to ahmedabad, after about 7 hours, the platform was bombarded with a heavy amount of RDX.
I won't say it was a near death experience but the death wasn't too distant either.
I am a spiritual person and a believer and regularly visit temples and other religious places .
Blasts at sankatmochan have made me realise the callousness of the people behind these incidences and the extent to which a person can fall to get his selfish motives fulfilled.
Will there be any end to this series of massacres which seem to have become a routine activity?
Will the people of our country ever be able to visit any public place or even temples without the fear of getting blown apart?
The government is certainly going to face many questions on the security of people, which we seem to have lost completely, and the bad law and order situation given by our governments, particularly in UP and Bihar have certainly played a major part in the development of this grave situation.

a random shayari!!

2006-02-12T02:19:00.000-08:00

Mere chehre ki rangat pata hai mujhe,
Ab mujhe aaine ki zaroorat nahi.

Well couldn't get a second(or shall I say first) line.
Suggestions are welcome.

Days of thunder!!

2006-02-09T07:51:00.000-08:00

Every new days tells me that I am far behind what I am supposed to do,and a way behind what I am destined to obtain.

Every new day brings with it a cornucopia of memories of college that I am going to leave in a few months, a bag of responsibilities I have to fulfil, the kind of services that will give a meaning to my life and and it's very existance.

I am, needless to say, busy analysing the methods I should adopt and path I chose.

However, I cant say that I have find my self in a position, better in any respect than the position in which I initially was.

I have found many ways to proceed in, but success in any path seems to be a distant dream.
I am not being pessimistic but it's just that till date I have not done any kind of result oriented work, half due to my present workload and the rest due to my too much involvement in my social life.

Well, I have to say so many things but when i come to express the feelings,I land in all craps.

Just don't know where to begin.

Why?

O.K. rest of the crap next time.

Living life!!

2006-01-18T20:10:00.000-08:00

Well, a few days ago, I was lamenting my life for the prosaic time table it carries.

Sometimes I couldn't find anny single activity uncommon between two days.

Life has been following such a stringent schedule that I was craving for some change, some refreshment.

And, as of now, nothing has changed, atleast in the time table.

But still, life is not at all the same though it is still traversing the same old prosaic schedule.

Though I have done nothing new,I am feeling a wave of happiness and satisfaction i my heart.

With each new day, I make some new resolutions and at the end of every day, I judge my success.

Though not always happy with my curriculum,I am learning how to live life in its fullness .

More than my job, it's something that keeps on changing or growing in my mind which has led me to a refreshing transformation into a very optimistic and positive person who has learned what to expect from life and what path to follow.

More than some trivial titillations, the real and consummate happiness comes from the fulfilment of responsibilities.

Rather than wondering in malls and groping for some mindless entertainment, I feel much delight in making a successful program, in learnig something, may be technical or social, anything which I know for certain will be conducive to my development towards a more responsible and successful person.

So, am beginning a new fresh day, with all these fresh feelings.

Let's see what I learn today?

Suhaas Samanta

2006-01-14T06:10:00.001-08:00

In 20 long years of my life,I have met many people.
And of those many people,a very few people I remember as people who have impressed me, always remembering that I am very vulnerable at getting impressed.
But most of the time,impressions fade away like bygone thoughts,getting reduced in their intensity and consequent effects.
I am not a person who likes to get nostalgiac, probably because nostalgia gives me a feeling of losing something and I don't like this phenomenon of gaining and losing affecting my present state of mind.
Moreover, I have passed my childhood,perticularly my schooldays, in quiet a disturbing isolation from all my mates, except a very very few friends.
Well, so getting nostalgiac is like remembering those sad days again, in which I was living in an oblivious world of my own thoughts and was practically very weak at making any relation, either good or bad.
I will not be surprised to find many of my schoolmates forgetting my name even.
That is why I prefer DAY DREAMING much more compared to getting nostalgiac and trying to search for some handful of joyful moments from my past diary of anxiety, loneliness and innumerable mental tensions which I always carried with me,of which even my most dear fellows are unaware, and which I don't want to remember anymore.
Well, it was only after coming to college that I learned (somewhat) the practical rules and values of life,wonderful ways to make life a liveable thing and acquainted myself with a world, I was totally unaware of in my schooldays,thanks to some of my buddies.

Well,well,well so sorry to divert from the main topic I was going to present in this blog.Yeah so I was telling that positive impressions of a very very few people are afresh in my mind even today.

Yeah,the person I am talking about is from west bengal and his name is Suhaas Samanta.

I met him in days of H.S.C. when I was residing as P.G. in a house in Veraval.

Those days were dauntingly tiring and I was always living in tensioin of the final exam and probably would have undergone a breakdown, had I not met Mr. Suhas Samanta.

He was a very charismatic person with an attracive personality.
I was having a troublesome period and was trying to set my foort in spiritual(not religious) grounds to gain some solution and piece.

Now, the person I was discussing was one of rare breed of spiritual + religious.

I always viewed religion as something, which forces you to become irrational to feel the ultimate truth.It took me some time to realise taht this ultimate truth always unfolds itself to those who ,getting outside of this plane of rationality follow what is more tangible by the heart rather than head.

Well,I don't want to be philosophical here and am interested only in introducing this great person whose unforgettable charm always forces me to become nostalgiac for time being.

The first time I met him, I was scared out of his behavior.
He talked very fast and behaved as if He knew me from very long time, asking me questions after questions and I ,replying him dumbly in YES or NO.

Slowly,I learned about him that he is a very spiritual and loquacious person, who follows a very stringent time-table and never budged from it, and who is practising celebacy.
Well, let me describe his time table.

He used to wake up in the morning, do some puja ,the he went to his job,came back at 1 pm to have lunch after he would go back and then return back at around 05:30 pm.

Then he would start talking to all people around, he could find.
I was always amazed at the ease with which he mixed with people and managed to derive respect from them.
Then at 06:00,he began his meditation which continued for atleast two hours.

Then he used to sing in bengali(for which bengalis are exceptionally famous) , his prayers to lord krishna.
I can remember a few of words from his prayer, which went like "hare krishna".

Now, this prayer, in his heavy voice continued for another one and a half hour.
After that prayer,he made his very simple food which usually consisted of chapatis and a vegetable(with very less spice) and gud.
Then again he went to his next favourite activity ,talking after which he tuned to some particular radio station,which he listened till aroun 10:30,only going with the rythms of songs, neither understanding nor caring what those songs meant.

The most important person in his life is his spiritual Guru,living in Bengal,talking about ahom , he never tires,and occasionaly he writes letters to him.
I had many heated discussions with him, relate to religion,I always pressing that religions are nothing but dogmas forcing irrationality, making a person unreaonable while he always defending the pillars of religion, stating them to be pathways for solace and salvation.
While I very much enjoyed irritating him,He was very patient and at the same time very sarcastic.

A handful of phrases he had learned somewhere, which he keeps on reciting every now and then like:

1)Humor is the salt of life.

It means that humor should be present in life but in a very limited amount.

2)Self analysis is the path towards self-improvement.

etc..
He always kept on uttering some bengali phrases like chaam sekega, which meant something like "I'll slap you."

Though bengali , he has mugged up half of the slokas of Shrimad Bhagwad Gita.

From the last 3 yrs.he has been repeating that in an yr., he will retire and become a sannyasi.

Well,the life he is living right now,is it less than sannyas.
He earns around 5,000, in which he pays 1000 as rent and 1000 rs he sends back home.

How, he passed his life in that 2 room house, without any even fans, I can still not understand.

Well, I would like to write a lot many things more about him,may be a complete biography, but I believe,that with my weak vocab,and not-so-good english wrting skills ,I am not able to do any justice describing that magnificient person.

So, ending my description about that person,I leave the rest for some other time.
May god bless him.

It's all boring and frightening!!!!

2005-12-19T02:14:00.000-08:00

It's all boring!!!

Well, today I am facing an intimidating truth,which has to be faced by every computer engineer ever born.
The truth is, if you want to survive in the line of computer engg., you have to study for whole of your life unlike chemical or mechanical engineers who mug up all the theories of their subject just to forget them after leaving college.

Well, Darwins theory of Evolution is applicable in all its totality for the engineers of this ever-growing field.

Sitting in the office and exercising your fingers on the keyboard is something I am findig extremely boring,many a times because I am not understanding many new tools(I have never worked with) and sometimes because their is nothing interesting in this field of programming.

Considering the fact that I have to tolerate this ennui for all my life,I should follow the most important principle of Darwin's theory ADAPTIBILITY, or I am definitely not going to survive this dauntingly boring branch.
But adapting to this environment is not something I am going to find that easy, given this silent environment of a computer engg..
The only sound your ears get to hear is this "tap-tap" of keys on keyboard which is certainly not melodious to ears in any respect.
I just hope that I get to work with some friendly people, who have not become zombies under their work-loads and tiring assignments.

I just hope to cultivate an amount of love for my job in due time,enough to keep my enthusiasm up to date so that I can do enough "tap-tap" to feed my stomach!!!.