The seige within aptly describes my state of mind at this point of time....yes since the day i felt myself mature enough to handle the famed ways of the world i had one complain against myself...i succumb to the lure of temptations very easily......i dont have the the virtue of self control over my senses........everything has a purpose, its on us to find it....there is nothin like starting self control or stopping my desires to inveigle me to do something,,,,, its about doing ,doing and nothing else..but as they say sometimes you have to loose your mind to come into senses ...i thought to exorcise the demons inside me......what i am doing right now is something very akin to loosing my minds...
i am trying to question the three basic rules of life paradox ,humour and change....i think the biggest paradox in the life is the life itself....needless to say its a mystery in itself...but i have realised that no purpose is served in unravelling the mystery ..rather be content with the present state of thing...did i hear someone say "ignorance is a bliss"..truly it is in this case...earlier i had this wistful longing to see my future in a crystal gaze which at this moment looks very frivolous to me...i wanted to see which way my relationship with people heading to???what are the implications of forging new relationships on me and my near and dear ones....but now i dont mull over these things at all..i have resigned myself to my fate.....something which is destined will happen come what may.......
the second rule of life according to me is humour ....i am a firm believer in the notion that humour is something which gives you a kind of strength beyond measures......it has helped me to tide over all kinds of crisis which i had been beset with at different crossroads of my life.....a person without humour is like a wagon without springs ,it is jolted by every pebble on its way.....
so essentially the kind of humour i like is something which makes me laugh for 5 sec but forces me to think for 10 min......three cheers for humour......
thirdly another of the most important cardinal tenet of life is change.....knowing that nothing will remain the same forever is the one thing which makes me awake all the time .... i dont want myself to be the product of environment..i want environment to be a product of my actions....my actions of change........the first step i guess should not be to give up what i love ,but to find love in whatever i do.....lets see whether i am able to change my life from the despair of winter to a spring of hope........
comments awaited!!!!!!!!!!
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
the zealous observer!!!!!
hmmm.........Some of you smart fellas must have noticed the irony which i have tried to highlight.....some of you must be scratching your head to understand the irony....let me make things easy for you.The irony which i hav tried to highlight is how can an observer be zealous????Aren't they supposed to be silent,observing you like an artist devoted to painting.???...just to purge your mind from this misconception i am penning down this article.....From quite some time i was thinking, to give myself the epithet of "the OBSERVER" precisely because of the fact that i have realised off late that i like observing people,the way they present themselves ,the way they communicate,their body language et al.....some of you might be surprised that in this fast paced world where people dont find time for themselves how can someone afford to observe others and get influenced by them.....but then everyone cant be the same...
I am not one of those breeds who believe that sitting in the cosy ambiences of your room and by just merely reading you become an experienced fellow...i am one of those effusive and demonstrative kinda guy who likes to communicate with people,who believes that being introvert is the trait of a coward and who likes to make the people around him relish his company....but then again the q "is it easier said then done???" Am i trully like that???Do i project myself in front of others in the way which i want them to feel about me????I have seen a paradigm shift in myself as a person in these last 2 months.....I used to be one of those person who was like "the grumpy and the grouchy kinds"who used to complain to god for anything which was denied to him...There is a sudden realisation of the"power of positive thinking"which has dawned on me.....i have started looking at life in a different way..i have met some real good people who unknowingly have suggested the lacuna in my personality par se...and to reform myself as a person has now become one of the guiding principles of my life....now the moot question is how do you relate my "observation" with meeting people???....i would just say that unlike other people who are busy caring about themselves(to the extent of narcissism)i take trouble in doing some introspection..talking about introspection,which has caught my fascination from quite some time i have just figured out that every person has some uniqueness in his personality which should be appreciated......it can be something very mundane but the point is sometimes the mundane also goes unnoticed.....
take the example of my roommate, whom i asked once "yaar tujhe gussa kyun nahi aata"???
he said "yaar jab tak mai dekh leta hun ki wo bearable hai, aur, jaroori nahi hai to mai gussa nahi hota...aur waisey bhi kisi sey jhagad key kya faayda ..kaun sa tumhey 1000 saal jeena hai jo sabkey against dushmani rakho....chota sa life span hai...kuch accha to nahi kar paaye buura kyun karein"..
it was an eye opener for me as i have this habbit of getting piqued at people occasionally which manifests into a cold war(at times).....and then subsequently results in severing of ties...i have lost many a good friends of mine because of my this habbit.....nonetheless i took stock of the situation and mended my ways....now you must be wondering that where was this insight for the past 20 yrs ...did i become an observer all of a sudden.?????...
no it was the maturity which was missing...it wasnt the ability to observe the rules of game called "life" (which everyone knows but still like an ostrich who digs his head in the sand upon seeing a prying enemy pretending as if it hadnt seen the enemy) but it was the failure on my part to just simply observe and let the positive thing to go away...i have discoverd the art of introspection which when coupled with observation makes a lethal combo(pun intended) ...now i am not at all passing a sweeping statement that i have become mature overnight..what i am saying is that with each passing day i am striving to become a good,mature individual....and to faciliate this cause i am having a tryst with my observation skills which has promised me that with each passing day it will help me in becoming a better person..........
amen!!!!!!!!!!!
I am not one of those breeds who believe that sitting in the cosy ambiences of your room and by just merely reading you become an experienced fellow...i am one of those effusive and demonstrative kinda guy who likes to communicate with people,who believes that being introvert is the trait of a coward and who likes to make the people around him relish his company....but then again the q "is it easier said then done???" Am i trully like that???Do i project myself in front of others in the way which i want them to feel about me????I have seen a paradigm shift in myself as a person in these last 2 months.....I used to be one of those person who was like "the grumpy and the grouchy kinds"who used to complain to god for anything which was denied to him...There is a sudden realisation of the"power of positive thinking"which has dawned on me.....i have started looking at life in a different way..i have met some real good people who unknowingly have suggested the lacuna in my personality par se...and to reform myself as a person has now become one of the guiding principles of my life....now the moot question is how do you relate my "observation" with meeting people???....i would just say that unlike other people who are busy caring about themselves(to the extent of narcissism)i take trouble in doing some introspection..talking about introspection,which has caught my fascination from quite some time i have just figured out that every person has some uniqueness in his personality which should be appreciated......it can be something very mundane but the point is sometimes the mundane also goes unnoticed.....
take the example of my roommate, whom i asked once "yaar tujhe gussa kyun nahi aata"???
he said "yaar jab tak mai dekh leta hun ki wo bearable hai, aur, jaroori nahi hai to mai gussa nahi hota...aur waisey bhi kisi sey jhagad key kya faayda ..kaun sa tumhey 1000 saal jeena hai jo sabkey against dushmani rakho....chota sa life span hai...kuch accha to nahi kar paaye buura kyun karein"..
it was an eye opener for me as i have this habbit of getting piqued at people occasionally which manifests into a cold war(at times).....and then subsequently results in severing of ties...i have lost many a good friends of mine because of my this habbit.....nonetheless i took stock of the situation and mended my ways....now you must be wondering that where was this insight for the past 20 yrs ...did i become an observer all of a sudden.?????...
no it was the maturity which was missing...it wasnt the ability to observe the rules of game called "life" (which everyone knows but still like an ostrich who digs his head in the sand upon seeing a prying enemy pretending as if it hadnt seen the enemy) but it was the failure on my part to just simply observe and let the positive thing to go away...i have discoverd the art of introspection which when coupled with observation makes a lethal combo(pun intended) ...now i am not at all passing a sweeping statement that i have become mature overnight..what i am saying is that with each passing day i am striving to become a good,mature individual....and to faciliate this cause i am having a tryst with my observation skills which has promised me that with each passing day it will help me in becoming a better person..........
amen!!!!!!!!!!!
Friday, March 6, 2009
changing shades!!!!!
Some of you might be surprised that a writer like me who has a penchant for writing flowery english is toning down his way of writing....yes people i have succcumbed to the relentless pressure besetting on me from all quarters,and finally i am contemplating in writing in simple english which the populace can relate to.........As a writer i have tried all the time to give my readers something which they can cherish,something which they can share with their friends,something which leaves them wondering even when they are not reading my blog,something which makes them realise that humour is the panacea for all the problems of the world......i dont know how far i have succeded but what i know is that i have been very committed and honest to my writing and i want that people should know this and for that eloquent language should not be a deterrent....
Some of you might be wondering that why all of a sudden i got this "antaratma ki pukkar"!!!people its just that i asked for my readers opinion and surmised(cmn guys jack up your vocabs) that many a times people have to use a dictionary to understand what i write which inturn mitigates their interest,which a tyro writer like me would never ask for....In this small sojourn into the world of writing i have seen almost everything ....from being lapped up by everyone for my writing skills to being at the receiving end of plaigiarism charges......So in a nutshell what i can say is that this conservative world cant bear iconoclasts..........People like those who are like them.....they dont want to take the trouble to raise themselves...i am no crusader and so it pains me and therefore its time, i give my critiques something to cogitate and let them know that even i can write simple english........but i expect my readers(critiques as well) to be tad bit patient,as this transition wont be abrupt,it will be gradual.....
jus THREE words left to say WAIT AND WATCH!!!!!
Some of you might be wondering that why all of a sudden i got this "antaratma ki pukkar"!!!people its just that i asked for my readers opinion and surmised(cmn guys jack up your vocabs) that many a times people have to use a dictionary to understand what i write which inturn mitigates their interest,which a tyro writer like me would never ask for....In this small sojourn into the world of writing i have seen almost everything ....from being lapped up by everyone for my writing skills to being at the receiving end of plaigiarism charges......So in a nutshell what i can say is that this conservative world cant bear iconoclasts..........People like those who are like them.....they dont want to take the trouble to raise themselves...i am no crusader and so it pains me and therefore its time, i give my critiques something to cogitate and let them know that even i can write simple english........but i expect my readers(critiques as well) to be tad bit patient,as this transition wont be abrupt,it will be gradual.....
jus THREE words left to say WAIT AND WATCH!!!!!
Friday, February 20, 2009
the Art of wasting time...
since the day, i acquired the wisdom to discern between right and wrong i was excessively eager to write an article on the "great indian art of wasting time"and now it seems the opportune time has come...i am writing this article at the grave risk of being pumelled into opprobrium by a clique of people(read teenagers)for making this all "pervasive trait" overt, from covert......but that wont deter me from throwing light and enlightening people with my views....being a virtuoso practitioner of this art(of wasting time)myself, which takes a lot of sacrifice,perseverance and self abnegation ,i deem myself to be perfectly suitable for exemplifying my viewpoint.....
right from the time when first rays of sun illumine mother earth,inadvertantly i get myself drawn into this sanctimonius art ,akin to a devotee immersed in worshipping god.........
it begins with me, repeatedly setting the snooze button of my alarm zillion times,juxtaposed with my latent yearnings to the alarm clock to stopwailing in my comatose(yeah morning sleep is like that only)....thus begins my day...now the question that would have definitely crossed the naysayers mind "who on earth can waste the extremely precious morning hours of the day like this???"easy, easy people.......its only "you"who had once said that we should start our day on a happy note and find our happiness in the subtle happenings and occurences around us and its only you who are now behaving like some phoney prophets who dont stick to what they say.........
as the day progresses and i reach my office ,i leave no stone unturned in practising this art into an alltogether unimaginable heights....it starts with me 'orkutiing and chatting on messanger "instead of devoting it to my work.....it manifests further in the form of fooling around here and there with the sole intention of passing time....and did i missed making umpteen trips to cafeteria
..well a totally royal way of wasting time as it seems that with a coffee in your hand i guess there cant be any perfect alibi........with the countenances and subtle expressions in your face inadvertantly projecting that you are serving some higher purpose......
now as it happens there is something called as "Mr.conscience"who exists inside every person on earth...and who like a true moral police keeps a check on what we do and what we shudnt do.....but then after sufficient practise .....(omg..i m letting the cat out of the bag)you gain amazing control over your conscience and even if it says your heading the wrong way...u should have worked for some time????or academically speaking you should have completed this chapter from that book????you tend to overpower it......again i am telling you it cant be perfected in short time....you have to be patient enough at the start ...slowly you conquer it and voila..... you waste time with immaculate expertise..(at the risk of sounding tautological).......
now for all of those who have jumped(prematurely) to the conclusion that i am feeling guilty about it..gimme a break guys ......i dont believe when some people say life is short and that you could get hit by a bus at any moment and that you have to live each day like it's your last. Bullshit. Life is long. You're probably not gonna get hit by a bus. And you're gonna have to live with the choices you make for the next fifty years. So guys and gals live life they way you want....dont let these cliches on "time" be the guiding force of your life....invent some newones for the coming generation ...lets take the pledge together that we should be the harbingers of this era wherein "wasting time" will be considered a cardinal virtue!!!!amen.........
right from the time when first rays of sun illumine mother earth,inadvertantly i get myself drawn into this sanctimonius art ,akin to a devotee immersed in worshipping god.........
it begins with me, repeatedly setting the snooze button of my alarm zillion times,juxtaposed with my latent yearnings to the alarm clock to stopwailing in my comatose(yeah morning sleep is like that only)....thus begins my day...now the question that would have definitely crossed the naysayers mind "who on earth can waste the extremely precious morning hours of the day like this???"easy, easy people.......its only "you"who had once said that we should start our day on a happy note and find our happiness in the subtle happenings and occurences around us and its only you who are now behaving like some phoney prophets who dont stick to what they say.........
as the day progresses and i reach my office ,i leave no stone unturned in practising this art into an alltogether unimaginable heights....it starts with me 'orkutiing and chatting on messanger "instead of devoting it to my work.....it manifests further in the form of fooling around here and there with the sole intention of passing time....and did i missed making umpteen trips to cafeteria
..well a totally royal way of wasting time as it seems that with a coffee in your hand i guess there cant be any perfect alibi........with the countenances and subtle expressions in your face inadvertantly projecting that you are serving some higher purpose......
now as it happens there is something called as "Mr.conscience"who exists inside every person on earth...and who like a true moral police keeps a check on what we do and what we shudnt do.....but then after sufficient practise .....(omg..i m letting the cat out of the bag)you gain amazing control over your conscience and even if it says your heading the wrong way...u should have worked for some time????or academically speaking you should have completed this chapter from that book????you tend to overpower it......again i am telling you it cant be perfected in short time....you have to be patient enough at the start ...slowly you conquer it and voila..... you waste time with immaculate expertise..(at the risk of sounding tautological).......
now for all of those who have jumped(prematurely) to the conclusion that i am feeling guilty about it..gimme a break guys ......i dont believe when some people say life is short and that you could get hit by a bus at any moment and that you have to live each day like it's your last. Bullshit. Life is long. You're probably not gonna get hit by a bus. And you're gonna have to live with the choices you make for the next fifty years. So guys and gals live life they way you want....dont let these cliches on "time" be the guiding force of your life....invent some newones for the coming generation ...lets take the pledge together that we should be the harbingers of this era wherein "wasting time" will be considered a cardinal virtue!!!!amen.........
Saturday, February 14, 2009
scene 6: demurrings of an internee contd..........
pradeep and tulika chatting......nikhil enters....
"hey guys....how are u??long time no news ...."said nikhil
"nahi yaar....nodin like dat........the monumental workload is killing both me and tulika..rite tulika??"
"rite pradeep....we have this product release round the corner......so everyone in my team is toiling day in and nite out.........so u can understand the pressure ......"
"cheerio guys........dont sound so morose......people find time for fun in this hectic schedule only.......its just that u have to manage things ........dont you feel so???"exclaimed nikhil
"yeah nikhil.....true.....aa...awo...got a call from mentor.....u guys carry on ..bye folks"and pradeep left..
"so what next,dude????"asked nikhil.....
forgot to tell this thing that nikhil called tulika dude..as her manners,tastes and gestures were all symbolic of a tomboyish girl for which nikhil had silent admirations.........she liked life in the fast lane ,checked out girls instead of guys(ya weird becoz her cardinal rule of checking said that girls have beauty that is worth oogling at which guys dont have......huh.......as if guys looked only for beauty...)and with her "punk -spunk"she wud shut you up........
"yeah we can do one thing ...i have not seen the office building totally......lets freak out and see our office building ..i have heard that 3rd floor gymnasium is one of those state-of-art kinda thing.......lets check it out...what say????"asked tulika..
"sure....anything for you madame"
they both left........
"hey whats that over their??"
"ohhdat.....that is midnight room....meant for those who wanted to catch a nap during the working hours...."
"cool..na ....lets go and see inside"said tulika...
"omg...its dark out here........."
"yeah tuli....it is supposed to be dark..after all its midnight room........"said nikhil,pulling tulikas leg..
for all the curious ones midnight room was more like a fivestar suite than an ordinary room with all the facilities like an air conditioner ,a hot jaccuzi bathtub just at a stones throw from the sanctum of the room....with a quilt as smug as mothers lap and a bed cushy enough to soften the unsoothed souls(read employees)who came for its genteel company......
"hmm...i know....i know..........its really surreal to find such a phenomenal place in our office ..."
"yeah totally....goodness gracious....they had atleast this modicum of aesthetic sense..........."
"hey easy tuli..........oops.........@#$%#!!@!@.."
all of a sudden tuli was in his(nikhils) arms......with her torso totally careened at an angle closer to nikhils body and with her soft bosom pressing nikhils chest....gosh...it was freaking romantic......it seemed as if they would be carried away in this moment of passion....but like a martinet having strict control over his soldiers,tulika had firm control over her senses and she took control of the embarrasing situation......she got up and left the midnight room immediately even without looking into nikhils eyes.......
nikhil totally stupified,petrified,mortified and terrified also stood up , his mind deluged with gamut of emotions, cudnt understand what to do next........followed suit and went to his cubicle..........
"hey guys....how are u??long time no news ...."said nikhil
"nahi yaar....nodin like dat........the monumental workload is killing both me and tulika..rite tulika??"
"rite pradeep....we have this product release round the corner......so everyone in my team is toiling day in and nite out.........so u can understand the pressure ......"
"cheerio guys........dont sound so morose......people find time for fun in this hectic schedule only.......its just that u have to manage things ........dont you feel so???"exclaimed nikhil
"yeah nikhil.....true.....aa...awo...got a call from mentor.....u guys carry on ..bye folks"and pradeep left..
"so what next,dude????"asked nikhil.....
forgot to tell this thing that nikhil called tulika dude..as her manners,tastes and gestures were all symbolic of a tomboyish girl for which nikhil had silent admirations.........she liked life in the fast lane ,checked out girls instead of guys(ya weird becoz her cardinal rule of checking said that girls have beauty that is worth oogling at which guys dont have......huh.......as if guys looked only for beauty...)and with her "punk -spunk"she wud shut you up........
"yeah we can do one thing ...i have not seen the office building totally......lets freak out and see our office building ..i have heard that 3rd floor gymnasium is one of those state-of-art kinda thing.......lets check it out...what say????"asked tulika..
"sure....anything for you madame"
they both left........
"hey whats that over their??"
"ohhdat.....that is midnight room....meant for those who wanted to catch a nap during the working hours...."
"cool..na ....lets go and see inside"said tulika...
"omg...its dark out here........."
"yeah tuli....it is supposed to be dark..after all its midnight room........"said nikhil,pulling tulikas leg..
for all the curious ones midnight room was more like a fivestar suite than an ordinary room with all the facilities like an air conditioner ,a hot jaccuzi bathtub just at a stones throw from the sanctum of the room....with a quilt as smug as mothers lap and a bed cushy enough to soften the unsoothed souls(read employees)who came for its genteel company......
"hmm...i know....i know..........its really surreal to find such a phenomenal place in our office ..."
"yeah totally....goodness gracious....they had atleast this modicum of aesthetic sense..........."
"hey easy tuli..........oops.........@#$%#!!@!@.."
all of a sudden tuli was in his(nikhils) arms......with her torso totally careened at an angle closer to nikhils body and with her soft bosom pressing nikhils chest....gosh...it was freaking romantic......it seemed as if they would be carried away in this moment of passion....but like a martinet having strict control over his soldiers,tulika had firm control over her senses and she took control of the embarrasing situation......she got up and left the midnight room immediately even without looking into nikhils eyes.......
nikhil totally stupified,petrified,mortified and terrified also stood up , his mind deluged with gamut of emotions, cudnt understand what to do next........followed suit and went to his cubicle..........
Friday, February 13, 2009
me and society!!!!!!....
another bromide gospel describing an individual vis-a-vis society....no ,absolutely not.....am penning it down..lets see which way it heads....individuals constitute the society and thus are a very integral cog of the great wheel called "society"....so the question which flashes at my mental plate all at once is which society are we talking about????
Is it the one with which we orient ourselves when we have to say criticize someone or for that matter bad-mouth about someone at his back.???.or Is it the complete antithetical one with which we celebrate our happiness, our personal success or any tangible achievement in our life.....????.or is it the one with whom we compete all the time to establish ourselves as a known face in the crowd ????or is it the people who i feel am responsible and ofcourse answerable to conscientiously???
questions galore !!!!upon intense cogitation, the moot point which comes out is, we have this adumbrate of societal framework which varies from person to person ...and trust me from time to time..(smart ones should have guessed by now).....and thus for me my society is without any tinge of doubt the last one.......this is for me my society.....sounds a bit selfish???yeah ,indeed...but i am not one of those mother teresa kinds who can serve and bring change in the society without expecting anything in return...to corroborate my point lets first get into the etymology of the word society which had its roots in the latin word "societas" which means friendly association with others.....now since i cant have friendly association with all and sundry my society starts with people i know,people who care for me and people for whom i care....
ergo,the other zillion dollar question which deserves to be elucidated is what contribution you have made to society or if i rephrase it what changes i have made to society????
to begin with the two most important person in my life are my mom and dad ....with every passing day i am striving to be a good son which i was not when i was a teen....jus like any other teen,a rebelllious adrenalin rush would always overshadow my sense of reason ,my sense of what is right and what is wrong..(at the risk of sounding tautological)...now this realisation has creeped into me around 4 years ago when i for the first time left my home for by graduate school.....at the onset of my sophomore years this feeling of guilt was killing me until i tried to change myself albeit in small steps......so if through this effort of mine i am getting a smile in their face,a sense of pride for their son..than ya thats my contribution in changing a society and for all those who after reading this blog feel the same than go for it guys its never too late.......
secondly i am one of those kinds who likes motivating people....it comes naturally to me....i cant tolerate a good friend of mine wasting away his life or his\her precious time.....and therefore i cant resist this urge in me to help and motivate them to do something better..as someone has famously said "one who wastes an hour doesnot knows the value of life"...it so happened that one of my friend caught this vice(at the risk of ruffling some feathers) of smoking which he considered cool sadly..i tried tooth and nail to prevent him from getting used to it, on the simple premise that it ultimately harms your body only....and to my utter delight and because of my constant nagging(ya sad but true) he left it and is now seemingly a healthy man..........so these are some of the changes i have brought in my society.....wat about "YOU"?????????
grab it ,dont wait for it!!!!!!
GROANS AWAITED..................
Is it the one with which we orient ourselves when we have to say criticize someone or for that matter bad-mouth about someone at his back.???.or Is it the complete antithetical one with which we celebrate our happiness, our personal success or any tangible achievement in our life.....????.or is it the one with whom we compete all the time to establish ourselves as a known face in the crowd ????or is it the people who i feel am responsible and ofcourse answerable to conscientiously???
questions galore !!!!upon intense cogitation, the moot point which comes out is, we have this adumbrate of societal framework which varies from person to person ...and trust me from time to time..(smart ones should have guessed by now).....and thus for me my society is without any tinge of doubt the last one.......this is for me my society.....sounds a bit selfish???yeah ,indeed...but i am not one of those mother teresa kinds who can serve and bring change in the society without expecting anything in return...to corroborate my point lets first get into the etymology of the word society which had its roots in the latin word "societas" which means friendly association with others.....now since i cant have friendly association with all and sundry my society starts with people i know,people who care for me and people for whom i care....
ergo,the other zillion dollar question which deserves to be elucidated is what contribution you have made to society or if i rephrase it what changes i have made to society????
to begin with the two most important person in my life are my mom and dad ....with every passing day i am striving to be a good son which i was not when i was a teen....jus like any other teen,a rebelllious adrenalin rush would always overshadow my sense of reason ,my sense of what is right and what is wrong..(at the risk of sounding tautological)...now this realisation has creeped into me around 4 years ago when i for the first time left my home for by graduate school.....at the onset of my sophomore years this feeling of guilt was killing me until i tried to change myself albeit in small steps......so if through this effort of mine i am getting a smile in their face,a sense of pride for their son..than ya thats my contribution in changing a society and for all those who after reading this blog feel the same than go for it guys its never too late.......
secondly i am one of those kinds who likes motivating people....it comes naturally to me....i cant tolerate a good friend of mine wasting away his life or his\her precious time.....and therefore i cant resist this urge in me to help and motivate them to do something better..as someone has famously said "one who wastes an hour doesnot knows the value of life"...it so happened that one of my friend caught this vice(at the risk of ruffling some feathers) of smoking which he considered cool sadly..i tried tooth and nail to prevent him from getting used to it, on the simple premise that it ultimately harms your body only....and to my utter delight and because of my constant nagging(ya sad but true) he left it and is now seemingly a healthy man..........so these are some of the changes i have brought in my society.....wat about "YOU"?????????
grab it ,dont wait for it!!!!!!
GROANS AWAITED..................
Thursday, February 5, 2009
scene 5 of my story continued........demurrings of an internee....
"hey tulika.hi long time no see..howss u??"said pradeep
"hey heloos....m fine......wat bout u ??" replied tulika........
"hey guess what!!!!! my mentor has taken leave for 5 days......i wudnt have asked for nything better than this....." said pradeep with a tone which was no less than the opening note of an opera where the fat lady yoodles at the onset......
"hey cool man....u r lucky.......u kno something ???"
"what"???
"what does an intern means????"
"no yaar...i mean ya someone who is on probation????"
"not exactly....i was like surprised when i was going through word web one day searching for the meaning of intern....and i was like ROFL when i saw it meant "a person whose freedom has been curbed".......seriously pradeep dont u think even the people who made the dictionary knew what the word intern shud mean... hats off to their sagaciousness.......was that some sort off deja vu which they had.......surprising no......"said tulika..
"totally yaar.....these people have totally chained us"mumbled pradeep....
pradeep gets up and facing tulika starts giving a discourse.......
to an extent for someone like me i feel as if my creative liberty is being smothered sometimes.you know what that is the basic problem when you work under someone.as a general scenario what i feel is say i have 5 probable ways to attack a problem..now a person under whom i am working can by virtue of experience eliminate 3 ways and choose the best 2,which he thinks fits the situation....but for some tyro who has jus set his feet on the so called "altar"of professionalism he will have to try all the 5 only then he can solve it convincingly.....but then they dont give you the goddamnit time to learn it...or if i say so "U ARE IN A SENSE EARNING NOT LEARNING"...so that defeats the whole purpose.....
"i totally endorse your view but then pradeep,one should know how to prioritize "learning and earning together"..you kno what i mean...this is called professionalism dear...wherin you know how to prioritize your schedule so that you can learn while you can earn ,while meeting deadlines for delieverables if you have any...rite pradeep????"interrupts tuilika....
"ya tulika agree...but then like a toddler who needs a helping hand to walk they should also give us the support...in our context time....dont you think so???"
"ya dude...but then you know at times even they are helpless...you know its a vicious chain of agonies which keep on piling as this hiearchical mode of work makes everyone answerable to the person above them..so even they cant help...i sympathesize with them"smiled tulika with a concern which was genuine enough to invite pradeeps latent wrath.......
"hey heloos....m fine......wat bout u ??" replied tulika........
"hey guess what!!!!! my mentor has taken leave for 5 days......i wudnt have asked for nything better than this....." said pradeep with a tone which was no less than the opening note of an opera where the fat lady yoodles at the onset......
"hey cool man....u r lucky.......u kno something ???"
"what"???
"what does an intern means????"
"no yaar...i mean ya someone who is on probation????"
"not exactly....i was like surprised when i was going through word web one day searching for the meaning of intern....and i was like ROFL when i saw it meant "a person whose freedom has been curbed".......seriously pradeep dont u think even the people who made the dictionary knew what the word intern shud mean... hats off to their sagaciousness.......was that some sort off deja vu which they had.......surprising no......"said tulika..
"totally yaar.....these people have totally chained us"mumbled pradeep....
pradeep gets up and facing tulika starts giving a discourse.......
to an extent for someone like me i feel as if my creative liberty is being smothered sometimes.you know what that is the basic problem when you work under someone.as a general scenario what i feel is say i have 5 probable ways to attack a problem..now a person under whom i am working can by virtue of experience eliminate 3 ways and choose the best 2,which he thinks fits the situation....but for some tyro who has jus set his feet on the so called "altar"of professionalism he will have to try all the 5 only then he can solve it convincingly.....but then they dont give you the goddamnit time to learn it...or if i say so "U ARE IN A SENSE EARNING NOT LEARNING"...so that defeats the whole purpose.....
"i totally endorse your view but then pradeep,one should know how to prioritize "learning and earning together"..you kno what i mean...this is called professionalism dear...wherin you know how to prioritize your schedule so that you can learn while you can earn ,while meeting deadlines for delieverables if you have any...rite pradeep????"interrupts tuilika....
"ya tulika agree...but then like a toddler who needs a helping hand to walk they should also give us the support...in our context time....dont you think so???"
"ya dude...but then you know at times even they are helpless...you know its a vicious chain of agonies which keep on piling as this hiearchical mode of work makes everyone answerable to the person above them..so even they cant help...i sympathesize with them"smiled tulika with a concern which was genuine enough to invite pradeeps latent wrath.......
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