IT ate my brain

Meeting NRN

2010-02-26T17:03:00.000-08:00

I happened to meet NRN. This was possible as I am a part of an initiative. This is my attempt to reproduce his words in the meeting.
Disclaimer: This may not be his exact words.

1. What is leadership?

Leader is anyone who can bring around transformation: Transformation to the system, life standard, joy.

2. What keeps you going?

For the past 400 years, India had no recognition in the view of the first world. In 400 years, India has earned the respect and recognition in the fiend of IT. And Infosys plays a major role in it. And this (Bangalore DC) is the place where I made it happen. I am proud that I am a part of this. I have played my part as a patriot.

This is the place where I feel that I have transformed the lives of hundred thousand youngsters. In a month, I am in India for just 10 days. In those 10 days, I always like to visit this place. Nothing else excites me more.

Look at me. I am 63 years old. I am diabetic. I cannot eat more than 1 roti. Why I am saying this is, after sometime in your life, nothing excites you. What excites you is the feeling that you have contributed to the betterment of your nation, your society and people around you, the feeling that you have raised your nation in the view of others.

You youngsters have got an opportunity to drive this further, take our nation to great heights. Don’t miss it. Work hard. Only honesty, dedication and hard work can make it happen. And this is what real patriotism is all about.

Any third grade politician can shout “Jai hind”, any thief can hold a national flag and shout “Bharath matha ki Jai”. That doesn’t make you a patriot.

Do your work good, aim for excellence; show the world what we can offer. That is what true patriotism is.

Look somewhere down the line, your kids might ask you a question: You had a wonderful chance, why did you miss it? You can fall down in the eyes of your colleagues, superiors, friends but the real fall is when you fall down in the view of your children, your own flesh and blood.

My father was a proud man, a great father, an honest, decent man. A school teacher who delivered decent youngsters year after year, But he would put his head down in shame for one single question of his 12 yr old kid.

I asked my father: “Why did you not fight against the British? Why did you accept their rule?” He had no answer.

I don’t want you people to face this, so please make use of this opportunity. And please all of you in this room propagate this to the other levels.

3. Have you ever had to choose between values and success?

Yes, there had been a lot of instances where we had to make a call and we always stood by our values.

In the early stages of Infosys, we were getting a new project and the customer was willing to loan us an IBM machine but demanded that we should have phone connection, so they can have the updates over calls. When we approached the telephone department, we were told that it would take 2 years to get a connection but it could be quick if we could bribe him.

We decided to work from the client’s location rather than bribing the telephone department. The project margin became thin but we took the hit.

There was another instance where we were trying to buy some land in Bangalore. Previously the land was sold for 9.92lakh per acre, so our quote was 10lakh. But there was a gentleman who demanded 40k for ever acre and it was a 10 acre land. We went ahead to the ministers and bureaucrats and they saw us as decent people and approved the land transfer. But that gentleman went to the union and created problems and the land prices went up to 14lakh per acre. Now we could have either paid this gentleman 4lakh or pay 40lakh extra for the land. We paid 40lakh extra for the land.

4. Have you ever felt in any situation that Nandan could have been in Infy for some more time?

Nandan is a good man, a good friend and a very bold, intelligent and knowledgeable person. By bold what I meant to say is we used to fight a lot. Whenever I hit him, he retaliated with the same force. That gives me the confidence that I can say anything to him and be very honest with him.

And yes, it would be great to have him involved in certain decisions which I don’t want to disclose. But we have deliberately kept him out. Because he is with the government now and involving him would send false messages to people. But if the question is Do we miss Nandan, the answer is definitely yes.

5. What will be your response if you see Infosys losing its values once you are out?

Values are not rules that are set. It is when people work together; the juniors learn from the seniors, it becomes a part of them. Without knowing, values seep into the system. But if someone is keeping these values only for the sake of me, then it is of no use.

I aint a movie buff

2010-02-20T22:12:00.000-08:00

Friday night was a lil boring my net connection was boring.
I watched the movie ‘Rendition’. Just another movie on terrorists and the new laws made against terrorism. No significance is given to any particular character and the story line fails to touch. The movie ends without any impression on you.

Anyway Saturday was different. I happened to watch all good movies. The first movie was “What happens in Vegas” another typical Ashton Kutcher movie. A good blend of comedy and romance. Leaves you impressed.

The second movie was The critters. Well what’s good about this movie is when I look back the first English movie that I ever saw turns out to be “The willow” A biblical story showed in my school. But after that the movie that I recall my first at home is “The critters”. It sure made me relive my younger days.

The third movie is “Mad Money”. Three women discover a loop hole to extract money from the Fed, working in the money shredding department. The flow is good, as a simple crave for need grows into greed. And as the lead character’s theory crime seems to be contagious and more people are involved. It has an Anti story but narrated in a way that its seems more fun than felony.
The back and forth narration adds taste and the last two twists add to your excitement. This movie leaves you with a happy mind.

The last movie I saw yesterday was the best of all – “Eternal sunshine of a spotless mind”. I lived those two hours alongside of Joel. I am a fan of Jim Carey and this movie had nothing to do with what I like in Jim Carey. No funny expressions, no impressions, just the full fledged emotion. But it was a little different feeling to see the usually funny Jim Carey in a melancholy role. I should say this fact has turned out to be a positive fact for the movie. We all want to forget our past relation ships but its not easy we do cherish those little moments. And the issues that had made us break it, is not the actual reason. We break the relationship because we don’t want to learn and live with those issues. A must watch movie.

Will or Will not?

2009-08-15T20:02:00.000-07:00

I had been waiting for too long, but no sign. I have my threshold too, but I can wait cause I have longed too much. The waiting by now has become a pain.

I cant take it any more.

I remembered the small yellow flower I managed to rip it from a plant on the way to office. This poor flower is now gonna pay the price.

I took out the flower held it to my face and to the astonishment of all the people around me, I started plucking the petals one by one

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"My poori will come; It will not..."

The mission

2009-07-28T07:44:00.000-07:00

Date: 11/07/09 16.00 hrs

Me: I think we should start.

MyRoomie(MR): Yes, lets start.

We took his bike and throttled our way towards MG road. We were determined not to get stopped by the heavy traffic, but yes it slowed us down.

17.30 hrs we reached our mission point, the glamorous MG road. We parked our bike in one of the lanes and started walking.

Me: Wow look at those gals, cool.
MR: That's not what we are here for. Focus on the mission.
Me(serious): Yes, lets move.

We cut through the traffic and crowd. Finally we were there we drew up our mobiles and rushed in and started searching for him. Damn we had lost him.

MR: Lets make one more round of search.
Me: Ok

No luck still. And we were not going to settle for the other guys who are available, coz we need just him.

MR: Its 18.30 hrs the crowd would have increased there is a very triffle
chance of getting him in this crowd.
ME: You are right, but we cant give up.
MR: Then act fast.
ME: I still have some strings to pull.

I called up one of our trusted source and I was not disappointed we got some pointers to his whereabouts.

ME: We need to move fast.
MR: To where?
ME: Garuda Mall
MR: Lets rush.

We took on to the bike, we had to move through the same road we came; we were faster on legs.

19.06 hrs In front of Garuda mall.
I was waiting for my roomie to return from the parking lot.
A beauty with ebony complexion crossed me, man where did she get that from.

MR: Stop drooling and focus.
ME: Oh Ya lets move.

From a good 30 yards we were able to see our mission point.

MR: We need to hurry, the crowd has started to pour in.
ME: Holy Christ, look at all those children.
MR: That's a bad sign, we have to be sleek.

19.18 hrs
Inside Sapphire, the name was well lit in RED.

MR: Good our section looks clear, start looking.
ME: I am looking.

No we were loosing hope, he was not to be found. May be we were too late.
MR: I think you will have to settle for some one less.
ME: Nope, this could not be all, there should be more.

And I was right, we were able to point another section a little hidden from the front view.

MR: There he is. I ve got him.
ME: mmmm well he is just a look alike, its not real him.
MR: What? how could you tell it? It looks like him to me.
ME: Not for the trained eyes my friend. Its not him, keep looking.
But still let me hold him, in case we dont get the real him.
MR: Ok

Seeing us searching for some one, a helper guy came along and offered help. We explained we are looking for him. And acting smart he said " You seem to have him all ready". I gave him a smile and said "We need the real one".

20:00 hrs
No luck still.

MR: We are getting late, I am sorry but you will have to stop. We will
take this look alike.
ME: Yes, its terrible that our mission failed, in spite of all our efforts.

Excuse me sir!

It was the same helper guy, I would suggest you better take this one and I my jaws dropped wide open, coz he was holding HIM, the real him.

My joy Knew no bounds.
20:10 hrs We left the mission point- mission accomplished.

A Chat with

2009-07-18T08:38:00.000-07:00

A few days back I received a forward which had the words:

"When God leads you to the Edge of the Cliff,
Trust Him fully and Let Go, Only One of Two Things will happen,
Either He'll Catch You When You Fall, Or He'll teach You How to Fly!"

Well God knows he made creatures which just cant fly, since he had created them that way, he probably knows he simply can't teach them how to fly. So what’s the point leading those poor creature to the edge of a cliff; push them and then catch them. Just for sheer thrills? or is it a publicity stunt to remind people that he is out there?

I looked up to the slow rotating fan and whispered "Why GOD why?" and started checking my mails. And it appeared the little blue window of my office communicator and started blinking. In a purple font, it read GOD:[10:21 AM]: HI

May be like CVR[Chakravathy] and Nagi[Nagendran] someone had shortened his display name to GOD. But who could it be? Gautham o' Dara? cant be; I don't know anyone by that name.

God: HI

Me:Hi
Who is this?

God: C’mon, I know you can read. I made you a literate, if not educated. :P

Me: Oh yeah! So you are GOD?
C’mon give out you your full name?

God: I have no name.
God is how you call me isn't it?
That why I made it read God.

Me: U know what? u are a hard nut to crack.
So how long does it gonna take for u to crack down and reveal yourself?

God: The same time its gonna take you to crack down and accept me :)

Me: Oh boy!
Prove yourself. [The moniter shakes up and the Desktop splits]
Splitting my desk top won’t do; lot of exe’s out there can do this.

God: You know what… You are hell lot of a trouble.

Me: ok tell me something, about me, that only I know.

God: Well ! think again if you really want to do this?
Coz I know that this very instance you are thinking about posting this conversation on your blog.

Me: Sikes!! This is freaky.
And how do u know what I was thinking?
And how did you get into the campus?

God: My! My! haven’t you studied that I am omnipresent, omnipotent and all those omni stuff? anyways I am not in the campus ;) just in the LAN, pretty cool stuff uh?

Me: Ok Ok … I got the point. Lets say I believe you.
So why are you here? What do you want?

God: You know, you drive me crazy.
Thats the question that "I" usually ask.
Well I came here to answer your question.

Me: Which question?

God: :-O the one u asked in the beginning - "Why god why?"

Me: So tell me, why do you do it?

God: To begin with, I don’t lead them anywhere.
Ultimately its they who head towards the cliff.

Me: You wanna say you have no hand in this?
Do you really think that I am gonna buy this.

God: I know you belong to the class of educated fools.
I am now wondering why am I even here answering you.
But that’s the way it is.

Me: Ok you claim that people work to their own doom?
But why would some one do that?

God: Dont you know tucking yourself beneath the table and working on this system is not the right posture? You know its gonna hurt you but you still do it? why?

Me: Thats a good reply, I like it.
So if people walk to their own doom, where do you come in to the picture?

God: Thats the right question. I decide what you deserve and what you are entitled to. And my job is to place the options for you. But it is you to make the choice.

Me: You mean to say you give a guitar to Chriz and Santana and Santana decides to make music and Chriz makes THIS?

God: Exactly! you better have some cotton and bandages ready.

Me: You can still make me choose the correct option right and better if you can provide only the good options :D

God: Not exactly, but yes I can show you signs.

Me: I have seen that movie. M.Night’s best.

God: :-O I meant the real signs, like an eagle circling up in the sky, the leaves falling from the tree etc etc

Me: Then why dont you show the signs to everyone and no one will have to walk to the edge.

God: Now you dont think I work for free do ya?
People have to pray me, worship me and then being a good person also helps. :D a little.

Me: Grr! You are one mean God.
Have you ever shown me any signs?

God: Like the day you met with an accident, I sent your new roomie so that he could delay your travel and you would have escaped the accident.

Me: If you had not sent him I would have left early and would have escaped the mishap.

//The monitor fickers//

God: You dare question my way?

Me[Scared]: Sorry Sorry .
//Returns to normal//
One more question , why do I procrastinate?
Why did you gave me that characteristic?

God: I didn't give it to you, you simply inherited it. You are the derived class you know :)

Me: Oh ya! then who created the base class? It was you right?

God: I just created an abstract class. :D

Me: You have an answer for everything.

God: After all I am god. :)

Me: Do you punish people?

God: Yes I sometimes do. By not showing any signs or showing the wrong signs.

Me: You don't poke eyes and do stuffs like that?

God: Nah! That was all made up by you silly humans. But someone reading this will want to break your head.

Me: Is that a sign?

God: No. A statutory warning.

Me: Is there a heaven and a hell?

God: When I had created everything on earth why would I create heaven and hell some where else?

Me: Is rebirth concept true?

God: Some things are better left unknown.

Me: Gotcha you dont know the answer, I knew you were not God. Now reveal yourself. :D

God: You pissed me for the last time. That was to stop you from asking the next question, for which the answer is "A sloth".
You were a sloth. After all this you still dont trust me?
You people have become so faithless.

Me: Sorry wait, wait, when can we meet again.

God: Again? Again? I dont wanna go crazy....

Me: No wait no! Nooooo.

A bright light flashes.
I blinked hard to get my sight right. The clock on the task bar still showed 10:21 AM.
I looked around to clear myself and I saw my lead walking across, giving me a "What happened to this guy?" look. And a piece of paper flutters from nowhere and lands on my keyboard, it had only a single letter printed on it "F"

I wonder if that was a sign from God?

Inspired from a fellow blogger...

The Black sheep - 3

2009-07-08T08:41:00.000-07:00

Now we got a new suspect. And I explained Vinod what I saw. We came up with a plan and this time Sam became a part of it. It was amazing how this curiosity can make two bullies work together.

I gave them instruction on what to do. There is no or a little chance of catching the thief red handed. The least we can do is catch him with evidence. I asked Sam to trail the suspect.

Me and Vinod had to make some inquiry to confirm our suspicion. We got good leads but Sam was not able to get much.

I couldn't sleep that night the curiosity was getting over me. Now I wanted all this to get over quickly. I cant understand if it was the thrill in solving the mystery or image that I will become like Sherlock or Byomkesh Bhakshi. Whatever we still have not got enough evidence to prove.

May be Vinod and Sam could threaten the suspect to admit, no this cant be done. It might turn into something else. Its time to use the brain rather than the brawn. After all a mighty brawn is no match for a nimble brain. I have been reading too much of Panchatantra stories.

I couldnt help but admire our suspect he has been a step ahead and we were not even chasing but just beating around the bush. But every culprit makes a mistake but this one was bold enough to make it in front of everyone.

I woke up and couldn't wait to get to school and I had to reach school fast. I was worried that Vinod or Sam might do something stupid and alert the culprit.

That evening everything went right, me and Vinod got a vitness and Sam was able to nab the culprit with some evidence. We have got him cornered. he tried hard to make things appear straight but we were better than him.

The next day in the staff room in front of Miss.Lalitha stood Elizabeth, Kranthi, Vinod and I. Kranthi produced an apology letter to the teacher. Miss.Lalitha was confused.

I took over, walked across and started " Kranthi never lost his money. Elizabeth was careless enough to leave the school diary on her desk with the money in it. Kranthi was just lucky to find it, he passed it to his sister, a 1st grader, during the prayers.

But when Elizabeth found that her money was stolen kranthi played along so that no would suspect him.

His plot was good but he couldnt resist the money and started spending it lavishly but was careful enough to stash those goodies in his kid sisters bag.

But unfortunate for him that I happened to see that day before yesterday."

All this time only the pipe and hat were missing on me.

It was decided that Kranthi would repay Elizabeth soon and the matter was not to leave the room.

But too many knew the secret and that made it no longer a secret. We decided to leave this matter in the past and move on. So it was all fine as it was before, Kranthi was not treated differently. And he kept things straight.

But ironically even when some one lost a rupee due to a hole in his pocket, few brows were raised on Kranthi. After all he was the branded black sheep.

Now the thrill was gone. Life became normal. I learnt a few lessons myself. Playing detective is not that easy in real life. Specially without a magnifying glass and a hat.

But the most valuable lesson I learnt as a 6th grader is the real meaning of the words "Once a thief, always a thief".

The Black Sheep - 2

2009-06-29T09:16:00.000-07:00

I had to wait till interval to know what Vinod had in mind. Vinod was one of the class bully, and thats why he was made the assistant leader. I was just hoping he is not upto one of his tough ways of getting things done.

I barely put my mind into what was happening that period. Me and Vinod kept checking the wall clock. It was hard passing through every second and the period seem to be longer than usual. I realized there was sweat on my fore head as I was waiting for the staff to leave.

As soon as the staff left Vinod ran to the door stopping anyone from going outside and ordered all the students to sit down, I now doubt who the leader is. He gestured me to come to him took my hand in his hand and said "I make mother promise that I dint steal the money" and asked me to do the same.

That was the big plan? Bullies, but I didn't want to argue and I saw a potential for getting a clue. So I let him continue.

This is going to work.

One by one people started promising and it was Krishna's turn. I never liked this guy. He is a wacko, a sly. He is know pretty well for his ability to pretend, he has mastered this art through the years of practicing for evading punishments. He is cunning, if I could suspect some one in the whole class it was him.

He created a ruckus by not promising, he argued that it was too much asking to make mother promise and said he will promise on anything we will ask to. But Vinod was adamant and atlast Krishna had to give in. This made my doubts stronger.

And then it was Samuel's turn, this is going to be hard. Sam is even more a bully than Vinod, the fact that his mother is one among the staff is hat that kept him in line. He was among the tallest and known for his aggressiveness and fool hardy attitude. But I can never doubt him, I know he is a good guy. he may do something bad coz of his short temper but never can do something like this.

"I was frisked my bag checked, and you can check once again if you want, nothing on me so why should I make some stupid promise."

Bully rivalry, I have to interfere if I don't want this to turn ugly. I persuaded Sam. He is a friend of mine he trusts me so it went smooth. I believe Vinod is taking it over rivalry.

At last it was the turn of little Anand. He was short, puny, was aheart patient so was given some attention always. He wouldnt do such a thing, he is a nice kid. But he too was reluctant to make the promise. I was taken back.

"See I have proved my suspects what do u say?" said Vinod.

"Never underestimate others" I made a note to myself as a learnings of a 6th grader.

I just shook my head yes. I still couldn't believe that we have a thief in the class. But I couldnt understand why Anand.

Vinod explained me that Anand was the one present in class during the prayers as he was feeling weak that day. Hmm a circumstantial suspect, evidence against him. And I cant let friendship make me biased.

Damn I am good I patted myself.

We selected a few guys to keep an eye on the class room at all time. We didnt wanna take chances if the culprit was an outsider.

Nothing happened for the next two days We never let our classroom out of sight. During lunch break we are always playing under the tamarind tree, which gave us some cover also we were able to keep an eye on the class room.

Vinod had been trailing Sam and Sam came out clean. Our guys were losing hope of finding the culprit.

I too realized its just the curiosity of a 6th grader and we actually cant do anything in this. Vinod had become pessimistic we were loosing hope. Just then Kranthi was there he was giving away some candies to the group and gave me a Big Bubble. Hmm he usually doesn't do that, shares a bite of chocolate with his closest of friends thats all he can afford, but I can see he is trying to do something for us.

"We will get it" I was giving some false hope to Kranthi. I didnt like it, may be we should be doing something else to get the money and leave the culprit alone.

May be I am not a good detective.

The following day, this was the hot discussion during lunch, and there was some one peeping into our class. Vinod poked me, it was my little brother. "I think he is searching for you" said Vinod.

Ravi went to get him.

What were u doing I asked?

"I was searching for you, I didnt bring 35 rs for the drawing book, PT sir will beat me."

He was almost crying. I looked around we didnt have that much. I cant let him down. This little guy was there when i needed him. last year Annual exam - maths I forgot my instrument box, I was nervous. This lil kid ran home 2kms away crossing the dreaded Grand southern trunk road all alone and got me my box.

Once he took off I was more worried for him than my exam.

He was panting when he was in my hall to give it. Sweating all over, smilingly he gestured all the best. Now it was my turn, Vinod gave me his keys "Here take my cycle we have 20 mins you can make it".

I was happy I assured my bro and took off. Just before crossing the main road I saw that, I believe I got a clue but little did I know that its going to solve the mystery for us.

To be solved...

The black sheep

2009-06-26T10:48:00.000-07:00

I am not answerable for it, I could have done nothing to stop it, its not my duty to stop something like this from happening, no one is even going to question me, still my heart raced. And as a leader I felt its my responsibility and I should take the onus of resolving it.

Thoughts thoughts and thoughts running through my mind, all those talks and cries and consolation buzzing in my ears, someone tapped me and brought me back to senses. It was my assistant Vinod, a couple of inches shorter than me, but stout and the scar on his eyebrow added more toughness to his serious face.

He was worried too,but I was able to see in his eyes, he has already planned the next move. He kept his hand on my shoulders and said
"There's nothing we can do, we will have to wait".

"Wait for?"

He explained me the plan, I nodded assuring him that's exactly what we are going to do.

So we both stood at the door keeping our eyes on everyone and not allowing anyone to step out of the room.

We started to wait, wait for her.

And there came Miss.Lalitha our class teacher. We waited till she took the attendance. I don,t know if she had noted the abnormal silence in the class, it seemed she didn't.

"Hand writing note books" she said.

I looked at Vinod, he gestured me to bring up the issue.

I once again looked at the faces of the victims Elizabeth and Kranthi. Elizabeth was worried and nervous, but Kranthi though being a boy had cried hard, his face was swollen, he cant help it cause I know he comes from a poor family. Stays away from his parents with his uncle's family for his studies.

This shouldn't have happened to him, I pitied.

I stood up, again there was silence and there was big question on Miss.Lalitha's face. I knew what it meant - You have not done your home work??

Something has happened. Period

What? she said.

Money was lost, seems it was stolen.

From our class? she screamed her lungs out.

I know she too was not able to believe this. The situation was grim, very grim. This class was known for its skill in studies and talents in extracurricular activities and a few sportsmen. 6th A was known to everyone for good reasons this will bring a bad name for sure.

Who lost the money? she asked.

Elizabeth and Kranthi stood. Kranthi's cheeks were still red from the crying. And it was a pitiful sight when he started crying as he was explaining. Poor chap brought that 100 Rs given by his father on his last visit, to buy new shoes. PT sir had been tormenting him too much.

Elizabeth had brought a 100 rs note to pay for the new work book that she didn't pay, as she joined late this year.

But we got to do what we had to do, I started checking bags while Vinod frisked their pockets. It was hurting to search the belongings of your friends who you would trust your life with, for a penny theft.

Everyone was clean. No one went out of the class after prayers and everyone was in the assembly during prayers. So it should be the job of an outsider. Miss.Lalitha thought that way too.

"We will collect some money among ourselves to put up for their losses, and we shall not make it a big issue. But please be careful in the future" announced miss.Lalitha.

The class went on as usual. But there was something troubling me. As Miss.L left the class she gestured me to come and gestured at vinod too.

She said in a hushed tone "You two better keep an eye during intervals and lunch breaks who ever did it might try again, so ask the people to be careful" and left.

"I still believe that this is the work of an insider" said Vinod.

"Do you suspect someone?" I asked.

"Anand, Samuel, and Krishna. And I have a plan we will have to wait till the break".

I didn't know what was on his mind, but I believe it should be good.

Yet to be solved........

Poems and women

2009-06-11T09:29:00.000-07:00

The breeze was pretty cool yesterday, I looked up to see if any signs of rain. But no the sky was clear and I was able to count some stars.

I wanted to stay out and enjoy the breeze but my friend pulled me in "Spider man -II" is starting. I never had a special liking towards spider man -II still I had to give in for my friend's request.

I was watching the movie a little detached from it, then came this scene where Peter Parker is introduced to Dr.Octavious, well technically speaking he his yet not Dr.Octavious at that point of the film.

The conversation they have is pretty interesting, in the way they build up the rapport. You know thats how like minds share their interest and become friends.

But now comes the interesting part, where the prof. introduces Parker to his wife. And he says how she will go crazy about the poems while he will just be shaking his head not understanding a word.

And Parker and me were sitting like man what do we do now, we can write no poems. All that Parker know is to spin webs all around the city and all that I know is to spin words in the blogs. Wow we have something in common. And I said to him "man its seems we can get a gal without poems".

But Octavius has a point, doesnt he?

There IS something with women and poems. Both are little complex to understand and it takes something to appreciate them. But the interesting is the fact that day by day the number of guys writing poems specially on love is getting increased.

Hmmm! now thats something that realy needs a peek.
And where is that investigative journalist? Dude I have an assignment for you. :D

Finally whoever wrote the poem, Octavius still got the girl and that - I liked. ;)

The Baby named....

2009-05-26T10:04:00.000-07:00

Baby – its pink, rosy, so very delicate you are afraid to pick it up and handle it. But again it’s too hard just to stand looking at it. You pick it up – then what? Rest is trouble. Its soft, its supple but it doesn’t care it tries to wriggle, to move around and cuddle to make itself comfortable in your grown up strong arms.

You try to soften yourself, try to make yourself flexible coz you are afraid of hurting it, but you have no heart to let it go either. Now that you possess it but you don’t know what to do with it. But still you just want to hold it to your chest and wait, till it opens it tiny little blue eyes, and take a look at you.

Finally it sees the world, in it sees your face, and you don’t know what the look means. It doesn’t identify you, you are just another stranger. Slowly it grows, you feed it, you wrap it and you dress it. And when you leave it alone to sleep, it wakes you from your slumber with a cry in the middle of the night.

Is it hungry? No you fed it. Something is hurting? Had a bad dream? Or is it just not ready to be lonely? You will never know, because it never speaks, but again it wants you to read it, understand it and provide what it wants.

You hold it for a while, you tap it gently and sing a song, it gives you a smile, but you don’t know what that smile means? Is your face funny? Or it likes disturbing you in the night? Or is it smiling on the fact that it made you a fool? Does it like you? Again you will never know. But what you are sure of is the fact that it smiled and that means a lot to you.

It amazing the way it looks deep into your eyes and says what it needs but without saying a word. Poor you, god dint make you intelligent enough to read it. But that’s how it is and you can’t change it. Its looks away holding your finger tight, you don’t know what it wants. You are desperately waiting for the day it will open its mouth and speak. But the wait seems to be eternal.

Have you ever thought handling this baby is easy? Specially this baby named LOVE.

Now read it again :)

Ramblings of an IT mind

2009-03-19T09:48:00.000-07:00

God forbid me!

From killing myself!

From killing someone else!

Words of a worthless Meniac,

No good than himself;

Rambling! Rambling!

Thats what he does;

Passes every dayPut to no use;

Days passed;

Months passed;

Did he not kill himself

Nor someone else;

What he managed to kill

afterall

was just his reason to live...

Its a new day

2009-01-01T06:42:00.000-08:00

"It's a new Year - it's a new start

It's alive with the beating of young hearts

It's a new day - it's a new plan

I've been waiting for you"

You are asking who I'd been waiting for? I was waiting for the new year 2009. Thats a mutated version of "Here I am". Well yes last year was a little tough and I was looking out for a new start and here it is. The song is just apt for the situation, I love this song, I love that film too(I would like to watch it today).

This year's start was very different from all those past years that makes it all the way more exciting for me. Usually a new year starts with me tucked up in my bed, only the light from my mobile accompanying me, I used to send a SMS umpteen times to reach the other person and some point get fed up and go to sleep.

This time I went to room by 7 cleaned it up. Then took a bath. We had planned to go to the temple. But we had not planned which temple.

I was searching for songs in Youtube which were the source of lot of tamil songs and asked my friend to identify the corresponding tamil song. This excercise was fun. 11.45 We started our bikes and went to a nearby Temple, only to find it closed, we had to pray from the outside. Suddenly there came a bunch of guys. They were decent, IT guys I suppose, they prayed and wished us Happy new year.

called my brothers and friends. Then we set out to the TCS office in electronic city, to wish a friend who works on shifts. And there too a lot of strangers wished us and we returned the favour. It was great, the new year mood was everywhere. Crossed a few yahooligans who even stopped a police vehicle to wish them - hail mob mentality haha.

I called one of my friend and a fellow blogger , he told that he is cutting cake along with his friends. Ah a cake on the dawn of the newy year, I am not gonna miss it. So we throttled our bike towards his place. Had to cross a mob, they wished us, and one even asked if I could gift him my winter cap. I had to hold on to it. On reaching the flats my friend came down with two huge pieces of cake, it was good, I also got a huge cream flower.

Then we returned to room but were still on new year spirits we switched on the TV, put some music called more friends and by 2 AM I forced myself to the bed. That explains why I was late to office.

Well I guess I didnt bore

And thats all it is

There is nothing more

Happy new year folks.

Have a nice day.

Sirons and blue lights

2008-12-02T09:47:00.000-08:00

"Am I still in the bar?" he asked himself when he saw lights swaying around.

"Who switched off the lights" he screamed and shook his head, like a wet dog, to get some clearness. Thats when Randy realised that he was in his Chevy speeding on the highway. "Lucky me" thought Randy,"nothing on the roads haha ....

"vrooom thud clank.

The next moment Randy could see himself trying to come out of his Chevy. The door was a lil tight and he had to use all the strength that he could muster up. "Holy cow, the damn mile stone" The car wasnt damaged much. But the bumber sure told It had taken it all.

Hardly able to stand Randy sank back into the seat and puked out. A cruiser came to a halt near by. A state trooper stepped out. "Sir I suspect you to have DUI"said the trooper "I would like to give u a test".

"Rookie" randy mumbled " Cant you see the vomit officer? I -a-m- drunkk".

"Whats your name sir?"

"Randy, Randy Bradshaw"

"Ok mister Bradshaw I am taking you into custody. You have the right to remain ..."

"Yah yah I know I know.."

Bdoom, screech , thud. A car's tire went flat and the driver lost control crashed into a cactus.

"Stay right here Mr. Bradshaw, I goin to help the poor chap"

Randy lifted his hands to his shoulders showing his palm, bending backwards like captain Jack Sparrows as if saying I am right here.

The trooper was helping the guy out of the wreckage while randy was speeding up the highway laughing alound banging his stear wheel "Sucker ha ha haha".

Ding Dong

"What? a cycle on the highway?" He sat up on his bed, his head still spinning, "was it a dream?" ding dong

"Ya Ya I am coming", Randy was staggering in the steps, thinking if that was a dream.

He opened the door demanding who was it?

And the moment he opened the door Randy knew it wasnt a dream.

"Mr.Bradshaw yesterday night...""I was with my wife and kids here in my house" said Randy patting himself for the quick lie and watcha gonna do abt it look in his eyes.

"Sir! but we know you were drunk last night" said another trooper.

"Oh ya, how u gonna prove that?" said Randy making a funny face.

"Sir" said the first trooper "You still have my cruiser in your garage".

P.S - Just wanted to see, what if I was Ben Affleck in the film Good Will Hunting

The right thing

2008-11-30T05:25:00.000-08:00

The brown cadillac was vrooming at 50m/h on the deserted highway. The lights emerging from the cadillac was the only source of light. "On the dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair" was playing on the channel 69. Jack on the wheels put is face outside the window, and breathed air and showed the feeling of refreshment. Sam was yet to break his silence, was looking out the window distastefully.

"How apt is this song Sam?" said Jack "its so soothing! Haa I love this song".

Having no reply from Sam; Jack put his eyes on the road and tried to to be easy.

"Son" he said..."Son, why do u think we are on this ride?"

"Coz you wanna have some air?" said Sam.

"No coz I thought you need to breathe a lil" said Jack with a smile.

I am fine dad, nothing's wrong wih me.uh-uh you dont lie to your dad young man, I can make it out from your face, cmon let it out whats eating you.

"D-a-d...."

You havent started drinking too, have you?

"Drinking too?" asked Sam.

Ya I know you smoke, but I know you will get over it.

"Nah dad"

"Well are you in any kind of money problem, powder, bullies? Talk it out son your ol man can help you face it."

"Dad is foot ball better than Base ball?"

"You are good at base ball"

"Dad I suck", admitted Sam.

"Is thats what eating you son?" Jack was showing his "thats silly" face.

"No dad, its something ...."

Gals aye? your ol man got you right uh? said Jack grinning from ear to ear.

"Yahh!" whimphered Sam.

"Go on " said Jack.

Sam snuggled in his seat loosened his seat belts and turned towards Jack. Jack knew this is important, he tightened his grip on the stear wheels, slowed the cadillac, put his eyes on the road and made himself ready to listen to Sam. Jack was aware that listening, was a skill.

"There is this gal Karla in my class" started Sam. "She has those cute pair of blue eyes, so deep so mystic, so innocent. Blond hair, silky golden. The smile that she throws on seeing me, she has that reseved for me and only me or that is what I thought", Sam frowned.

"Then ?" enquired Jack harsdly taking his eyes off the roads.

Sam slid back to the seat put his eyes on the road in front and went on."She takes history class with me, and shares my curiosity. She aint smart but not that dumb either. We also worked on a project for which we both got an A. I treater her a couple of times on Dinner, took her to a couple of dances".

Jack turned towards Sam squiggled his lips and raised his brows and nodded as if to say not bad.

"We were supposed to go for the Prom on Saturday, but she dumped me. Dumped me for that stupid Martin".

"Hmm thats bad" said Jack.

"Yah and they dont even have anything in common and Martin would go out with any gal. He is just another goon in the foot ball team. Ahhgr! I hate these guys."

"Now son what is eating you? You dont have a date? Your date dumped u? or is it Martin?"

Sam gave out a sigh!

"Dad I beleived we were made for each other, we could go to college to gether, we were perfect. But why wouldnt she think the same way and dump me?" Sam's eyes were filled with water.

"Sam do you remember the first time we played Base ball? How many hits did it take for you to take a decent shot? You were there for almost half an hour not giving out one good shot. And do you beleive you understand yourself good?"

Sam nodded his head assuring that he is listening.

"Now Sam expecting everyother person you meet or have a realtionship with to be that right person is not correct".

"Do you mean that what Karla did was right?" sam.

"No, what I am saying is that wasnt wrong either. See Sam you are a high school senior, at your age you need somebody to with you, it goes for karla too. But Karla was looking for some one like Martin, but what she got was Sam. The first chance she got with martin, she dumped Sam. Its quite obvious."

Jack took a pause.

"Its all part of your growing son. Its not easy to find that one person who is perfect for you. To find that person you will have to cross a lot of wrong gals.

You need to learn from your mistakes, strenghten yourself and move on. All this knowledge and strenght will help you when you find that right person. One day when you find that person, you can take her hand in yours look into her eyes, the strenght and knowledge you have gained will help you say the right thing".

"And what would that be dad?" asked Sam.

Without taking his eyes off the roads, Jack said " son you say - You are too late, sweet heart, I am married".