2 years and Counting......

Guys it’s been two years for this young keyboard player (my term for s/w developer) surviving in the IT industry. These two years had some beautiful moments to cherish and some embarrassing moments to regret. From the ‘firing flu’ at the beginning of my career to swine flue to the latest, this has been a wonderful journey.

I have spent most of this period in Gurgaon.Visited (rather stayed in) North-India for the first time. This helped me visiting some of the beautiful places on earth. From hill stations to plains, river basins to deserts, holy shrines to huge palaces….

This short career till date was a very satisfactory one working with a very good team. I made some intelligent friends and beautiful ‘friende’s. I always wanted to do something naughty other than key strokes and mouse-clicks. From re-imbursements for non-existent expenses to booking office cabs for Delhi darshan, from visiting Malls during office hours to downloading movies using office broadband .All these are un-official, yet adventurous, strict violations but calculated risks.

I am in Pune these days and breathing air J … (doing nothing important than this)

To be working in a leading MNC was an achievement then, always wanted to be “one in a million” keyboard players, ironically during this period the word ‘in’ changed to ‘among’.

(  All I knew about preposition was that it is one of the Parts of Speech in English Grammar. Now I understand that they are part of our lives too... Prepositions do make a difference!!  ).

Today, the path on which I am is a straight and smooth one. I could see a junction ahead from where I wish to take right. If nothing goes right, I will go straight!!

And "they" lived happily together

Many love stories begin in a train…….

Not very often one finds a beautiful passenger by his side during long journeys.

Incidentally (I wish I could use ‘fortunately’), I found one...

A masked woman with white top over blue jeans sat by my side. Her hair covered her ears but not her long ear rings with blue emeralds and a small ruby. Those sparkling ear rings looked like she hung a dozen stars down her ears. She was the only one wearing a mask (swine effect) in the entire compartment, being odd she removed the mask.

Her cute smile, sparkling eyes, shining skin were very similar to the dream girl I was waiting for. Is this one of my many crushes or is this love, yet again??

Our conversation started when “chai waala” asked us to share the change for the amount we paid for Tea. She smiled at me and my smile was on its way before that….During our conversation I discovered that she is pursuing MBA from a reputed college in Pune.

She has a younger brother in Hyderabad who works for the same firm in which i do.

That was a wonderful journey and wished this journey should go for few more years.

That was never gonna happen.

The next morning, it was time to reach Hyd.We exchanged out phone numbers, hoping to get in contact again. When the train reached the station, she was received by a young man who I thought was her brother. I went to her to say Goodbye. She smiled and introduced me to that person

“He is Pranav, My husband!!” she said.

…… and most of them end there as well.

Hamare naseeb mein woh nahi tho hame koi gham nahi..

be-naseeeb tho woh hai jinke naseeb mein ham nahi….

Religion..a Social barrier??

Before You Read:
This Post is my general opinion and not meant to insult or discriminate any Religion. If this hurts the feelings of any individual, then…well who cares ;-)

Hey Guys, I m back with a blog after a long time I guess.
This time lemme get religious!!

Preface:
Azhar Rehman (Name Changed),a Muslim Student filed a petition in Supreme Court early this year stating that he was not allowed to attend classes in his School with his beard. Azhar argued that his religion does not allow him to shave, but the school management were very particular about their rules that no student(irrespective of any religion) should have a beard .However, the Supreme court had dismissed the petition.


India, a country where ‘Religion’ is rated higher than ‘humanity’, is a land of cultural
barriers (at least emotionally).Should we be proud that we are a State of Diversified religions yet we are one or should we be hating ourselves for implanting these differences in our children’s minds right from their Schooling? .I used the word ’School’ because it is where a human being gets molded as someone useful or useless.

I feel that a student should not be allowed to carry religious symbols to schools This may be of different forms .A ‘Cross’ wore by a Christian .A ‘Tabeez’ or beard by a Muslim. The 4 k’s of Sikhs Kesh(uncut hair),Kanga(wooden comb),Kara(steel bracelet),kirpan (small sword) (Kachhera ,cotton underwear the 5th K is an exception) and for Hindus ,A ‘Namam’ indicating a Brahmin ,a bracelet or lockets of any of the million Hindu gods ,sacred threads, or other tilaks..
This is a long list if we count the religions or castes in India…..
Do you think these symbols are required for a student?? I don’t think our children go to school to represent our religion. Do they??

As said by a Muslim Scholar,’one, who has a beard, is a true Muslim’.
According to my observation, none of the Pakistan’s Presidents or PM’s had beards, even Jinnah did not have .APJ Abdul Kalam,Omar Abdulah,Farookh Abdullah,Gulam Nabi Azad,
All the khans of Bollwood, Ajim Premji and many more. So, are all these not true Muslims??

I have later discovered that even Quran(Islam’s Holy Book),does not mention these rules. It even does not say to perform prayers 5 times a day or even Roza. All these are the rules made by people and say these are the rules made to reach God (Well these are personal practices, no comments on it)

In France, it’s a Govt. rule that the students should not be distinguishable by their attire or religious markings. Hence no student is allowed to represent his religion in one way or the other.

I feel there must be one such rule in India where schools should produce good human beings and not Hindus, Muslims or Sikhs.

Epilogue:
I condemn all the religious massacre’s happening around the world. If religion is the root cause of all the social disturbances then I would be happy to sacrifice it.
Let us learn to be Humans first!!

Inspired From:”The Buck Stops Here’, NDTV.

Book Reading results in… writing!!!

It’s been a year since I read a book or feel like reading one. I feel really bored when I travel alone from Delhi to Hyd, unless I find some interesting (****) passengers by my side. I was given a book by my friend to read..(I refused initially) through my journey.

I felt reading a book is a boring as waiting till 6’o clock to leave the office..But some say that it’s as exciting as waiting for your salary to be credited to your account over the month end….(Mind blowing analogy na ?? )..

The book was titled ‘The 3 Mistakes of My life’ by..Chetan Bhagat. The cover page with three guys (Yuva Pose) with bails on their top..has something to say about their story…..

This is probably the first book I read from beginning till the end..

(My College Professors may be happy knowing that I finally read a book)

I knew Chetan was the Author of “Five Point Someone” .(which I incidentally read on my return journey,my second book of course)..But I found his latest book more interesting than his debut ‘Five Point Someone’. I first thought ,how come a studious guy from IIT & IIM can write a book on sensitive issues (At least in India) like Cricket and Religion.Chetan, I think, was successful in maintaining balance between the two with a perfect mixture of business..

It may be Ishaan’s Commitment as a coach,Omi’s over enthusiasm or Govind’s world of maths…Every thing was perfect in their own way..

There are some excellent quotes right from ‘acknowledgements’ page ..few are quoted below,..,

· ‘Admiration Passes Love Endures’

· ‘There are advantages of having an intelligent wife, I could never be a detective’

· ‘More Hindu kids sleep hungry every night than Muslim, but they say Muslims are downtrodden’.

The Earthquake of Kutch,India-Aus Cricket match at the Eden Gardens or the Godhra Attack…all are rightly described in the context of the Story..

It becomes a boring iniatilly..but author injects interest through ‘Vidya’.I bet most of you will i agree that.I found this book better than ‘Five point someone’,may be Vidya’s character is much more interesting than Neha’s or may be because it has some interesting aspects like maths and Cricket, because with Cricket, Life is the second priority,.

Overall it is a sensitive & thought provoking book, you may not get enlightened but you definitely Think!!

Lyf in Corporate jungle....

I reached home half past midnight yesterday..not because of a late night show nor partying at the famous metro pub..but from my office!!!Meals was ready at home but Pizzas in my stomach never allowed me to eat,it was 2am and i thought of taking leave that day॥it was a very peaceful sleep i had in many months here..A couple of hours later, my mobile rang with a pleasant ringtone..guess what!!My boss' call as if it was my alarm!!With hardly 5 hrs sleep i rushed to the office to get the work done!!sometimes i wonder whether i am in Police Dept. or what!!

Nothing suits me here...neither my boss' funny face nor the office clock(Which always seem to be very slow than usual),even the girl next to me isn't that interesting (@#$ %)..

(of course i take this word back on a 'friday'.. :-))

Thank god that the coffee machine 'at a distance' which eats about 2hrs a day..a place u really feel relaxed ..of course there is colourful place ..Cafeteria..Although the price of fresh pastries (which are two days old) is a bit high,i never worry as i have a very gud collection of credit cards of various banks ;-)... with little fun and loads of work..(don't ask what? even i m confused) lyf goes on as a 'Roller coaster' (when it is steady!) ..my mom once said, 'बेटा तू बड़ा होके अच्छा नाम कमा... .' shayad isi liye i m not earning(money) much :-) ..well jokes apart(par maine kab mazak kiya ??) the time comes when u need to deliver ur project on time and u r not done with it ( the reason is i write such stupid blogs in office ..)..then begins a new face (rather phase) ,hangover without being drunk,eyes turn red,hair (on head of course!! ) starts shedding॥and to make the situation even worse,when u reach home sometime in the midnight,u find the gate locked inside!!

ye bhi koi life hai!!!

guys!! What say??