The summers is over(yeah rains r lashing bbay) .
Some experiences can be funny but frustrating..some so frustrating that u r finally forced to view it funnily. I get glimpses of Bigamy in my summer project!
Bigamy and summer project?
Yes..if anybody is already into thinking in any wrong directions, pls get back..i m not at all talking abt people per se, working in a company. its about a concept ( i hv been inventing too many concepts these days, makkal odha kudukka wait panraa:)) )
To say the least, all through this summer project i hv lived the life of a bigamist :-(
If tam ppl could go back to one of those maadhu cheenu dramas, where maadhu marries a second time, and is working his way thro pipelines shuttling between mythili and janaki, as if he is at both places same time, my situation wd not be entirely different!
The biggest problem with summer projects is living a dual life..u hv to work in the office and if u dont do it the proper way like me, hv to work at home as well..
Alas, I dont hv the luxury of online data updation ( like the ones i studied in MIT, that if i make a word / xl doc at office, hv to mail it to my account to retrieve at home. and vice versa. and i m an aam aadmi, so dont possess those costly pen drives, and i hate using the floppies....
so mail , it has to be..
now whenever i hv serious reviews, the mail fails to deliver or delivers zero k..and i look like a loose bolt of a fused lantern....
the worst part is, at 4 in the morning, when u want to drop down dead, u have to again mail the stuff back to u..and in iit gpo, the thing gets stuck time n again ( one of the most shady mail programmes i hv ever used)..
at times, i fall asleep with comp on, while doing the report, then get up after an hr to shut down the system..and remember that i hv to do trhe drudgery of mailing on to me....
if i take a serious count, i hv never sent so many mails even to my beloved ones, as much as i hv sent to myself....go to office..bus abt to leave at half past five, u start to mail ur work....gpo goes insane, go hare in the brain, run in the rain, take all the strain....and finally left to drain....
now yeah, i hv perfected the art of managing two homes....keep both of them satisfied....work from both places..become less forgetfull....think of both....appreciate, negotiate, satiate....oh this is getting too much....
anyway in a roll, this is all i wanted to say, the life of a project trainee ( minus a pen drive) is much like a bigamist.
btw, why look askance at bigamists? with their management and negotiation skills, there are the true management thinkers....
PS:
I don ofcourse intend to become a management thinker :) and hope that clears the bottomline
Friday, June 30, 2006
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Strange Relationship
I have made it a habit of writing a post when i am about to fall down dead tired....this is what is called mapping of thoughts under sapping of energy.
i hv been thinking lately abt this very simple and difficult to understand thing called friendship. there are many levels to friendship. one frnd had mentioned something on it in a blog earlier, so i don want to arachify the same maavu. instead i would want to describe a different type of friendship. the friendship of mutual opportunism.
the concept is dead simple.
it was sth i had to experience in the 130 km travel stretch between katpadi and chennai central during engg days. perhaps i was taught many things abt life in this 2 hr journey sitting on the doorsteps. in a very cramped fashion. and train journeys have their own way of educating you.
so we (both) used to travel together from college to home. everytime. we shared the same passion. if we r going get even half a day, we shall make it to home. what ever happens. we had different reasons altogether. he had parties and frnds and masti. i had my mega serials to catch up with. and discuss them with paati and amma. one wd ask how come mega serials on weekends? well we usually dont stay in college that longer! we leave by wed evening. and return the next monday. we had practised it religiously. pratice makes man perfect. we were near perfect.
so it was to be.
we were in the same discipline. we also shared the same frustration. flunked jee a second time while in first year of college. so it was sth to relate to each other.
we sat in the last benches. he was nicknamed the son of chemical engg. the HOD's pet. yes he was quite fundu. i was just another guy in the chemm engg classroom. we enjoyed making fun of profs. i was too tired to listen to all the jokes these profs make and yet call it as teaching. he had much less regard for them. sure we did have some axe to grind.
how different can a friendship be?
we had to walk around 1.5 km to 2 km along the track to make it to the railway station. and then a 2 hr travel to madras. we just walked along. we dont talk much. walking side by side for 20 mins. each engrossed in his own thoughts.
we sat next to each other in that little space on the doorstep. faces headed out of the door as if to search for peace outside. the next two hours would be as silent as death. ofcourse except for the random dadang sounds of changing of tracks and the odd whistle.
is it possible for two ppl to carry on a journey as this without a word literally.
and then another time, we do travel. this time we wd be discussing abt life and the unified theory of relativity. how if good and bad were unfied, ppl see it in the same way, there could be peace in this world. and so many other difficult to ponder topics.
we get caught together by TTEs for not getting the super fast tickets. bargain for fine.
we study alone. we rarely discuss even during exams. we only had those bread rolls during those breaks in fortran labs. we devoured sambar and appalaam big time in hostel mess.
during exams, the exam ends by 1pm. which is exactly the same time, we have our west coast exp for chennai. so we keep seeing each other as to when the other is going to give the paper. and when one gives, the other gives it immediately. partners in crime.
ofcourse finally we did our B.Tech project together. i was denies entry in the chemical plant. he slogged big time. then finally i went to his place and finished all those calculation stuff in 2 hrs. the only contribution i made to a month long project. 2 hrs if u call it. we had fun doing them. both of us were interested in chemical process calculations.
there was never a moment, when i thought here is a guy i want to go and hang out with. same with him.
we had a unsaid contract. of giving company to each other and when either of us dint have any!
that was during these train journeys, projects and last bench gossips.
no friendship. no formalities.
the last time i heard from him was 2 years back when he mailed from alabama that he wanted an idea of how we did the project calculations. that was all.
its funny how i thought of him so suddenly.
the contract law says " There must be an intention to proceed into a contract"
there was neither intention in our friendship. and consequently no extension either.
somehow i actually liked this all.
because i believe not all happens for a reason!
i hv been thinking lately abt this very simple and difficult to understand thing called friendship. there are many levels to friendship. one frnd had mentioned something on it in a blog earlier, so i don want to arachify the same maavu. instead i would want to describe a different type of friendship. the friendship of mutual opportunism.
the concept is dead simple.
it was sth i had to experience in the 130 km travel stretch between katpadi and chennai central during engg days. perhaps i was taught many things abt life in this 2 hr journey sitting on the doorsteps. in a very cramped fashion. and train journeys have their own way of educating you.
so we (both) used to travel together from college to home. everytime. we shared the same passion. if we r going get even half a day, we shall make it to home. what ever happens. we had different reasons altogether. he had parties and frnds and masti. i had my mega serials to catch up with. and discuss them with paati and amma. one wd ask how come mega serials on weekends? well we usually dont stay in college that longer! we leave by wed evening. and return the next monday. we had practised it religiously. pratice makes man perfect. we were near perfect.
so it was to be.
we were in the same discipline. we also shared the same frustration. flunked jee a second time while in first year of college. so it was sth to relate to each other.
we sat in the last benches. he was nicknamed the son of chemical engg. the HOD's pet. yes he was quite fundu. i was just another guy in the chemm engg classroom. we enjoyed making fun of profs. i was too tired to listen to all the jokes these profs make and yet call it as teaching. he had much less regard for them. sure we did have some axe to grind.
how different can a friendship be?
we had to walk around 1.5 km to 2 km along the track to make it to the railway station. and then a 2 hr travel to madras. we just walked along. we dont talk much. walking side by side for 20 mins. each engrossed in his own thoughts.
we sat next to each other in that little space on the doorstep. faces headed out of the door as if to search for peace outside. the next two hours would be as silent as death. ofcourse except for the random dadang sounds of changing of tracks and the odd whistle.
is it possible for two ppl to carry on a journey as this without a word literally.
and then another time, we do travel. this time we wd be discussing abt life and the unified theory of relativity. how if good and bad were unfied, ppl see it in the same way, there could be peace in this world. and so many other difficult to ponder topics.
we get caught together by TTEs for not getting the super fast tickets. bargain for fine.
we study alone. we rarely discuss even during exams. we only had those bread rolls during those breaks in fortran labs. we devoured sambar and appalaam big time in hostel mess.
during exams, the exam ends by 1pm. which is exactly the same time, we have our west coast exp for chennai. so we keep seeing each other as to when the other is going to give the paper. and when one gives, the other gives it immediately. partners in crime.
ofcourse finally we did our B.Tech project together. i was denies entry in the chemical plant. he slogged big time. then finally i went to his place and finished all those calculation stuff in 2 hrs. the only contribution i made to a month long project. 2 hrs if u call it. we had fun doing them. both of us were interested in chemical process calculations.
there was never a moment, when i thought here is a guy i want to go and hang out with. same with him.
we had a unsaid contract. of giving company to each other and when either of us dint have any!
that was during these train journeys, projects and last bench gossips.
no friendship. no formalities.
the last time i heard from him was 2 years back when he mailed from alabama that he wanted an idea of how we did the project calculations. that was all.
its funny how i thought of him so suddenly.
the contract law says " There must be an intention to proceed into a contract"
there was neither intention in our friendship. and consequently no extension either.
somehow i actually liked this all.
because i believe not all happens for a reason!
Saturday, June 10, 2006
Rewind..
Time for rewind..so much has happened in the last one year..so much more in store by the end of next year.
if i had really enjoyed living outside home it had to be IIT and nothing less. din enjoy it in VIT. enjoyed a bit in RIL for 5 months when i was in nagothane.
but the last one year has been good and different. to start with, with my interview handling capabilities, cud never hope to get an admit. PERUMAL got it done.
but after coming here, there remains the fact that i have become only more confused than ever.
lost interest in studies a bit too quickly. and i hv no idea what kind of job wd interest me at all. did nothing in acads as such. nothing much in extra curriculars as well. stopped reading daily newspapers. spent more time in yahoo and internet. only if my father wd hv watched what i was doing here..i wd be asked to head for home if i was not going to get any better.
i am confused. not my problem only. everyone is a bit confused. i was told that those guys who get into these instis were supposed to have some kind of clarity in thoughts. one more myth.
after a bad year at acads it has been a tiresome summers. travelling more and utilising 100% of the scorching sun. am actually learning life the hard way. i usually do this way.
learning how difficult it is to handle ppl who are so indifferent. how u realise if u have some degree of self dignity, sorry , marketing is not the place for u. many a times, if i had been my normal self, i wd have gone ahead and blasted all those who did not know the meaning of courtesy. but then i had to bear all crap just for this summer project!
a 10 day stint in delhi only made me sure that bbay was a better place any day to live in. and looking at how my cousins have been spread out now all over the country, i stand very less chance of getting a job in chennai. and if the opportunity is worthwhile, it will be a while before i get back to my aam in madras. time enough for that.
the best thing to have happened over the last year has been friends. i never made a lot of friends. i usually stick to the closer ones. but for a change, it as been so different here. the count i made here was adding one equal half to the count i had managed in 25 years of existence. not just the ones who study with me, did manage to make altogether new friends beyond my locus of imagination and get some really good old ones too..
am really waiting for the summers to get over to get the experience of my life. i m very excited abt it. hopefully i shd make it there.
a bit of dabbling with music at times has also been very enriching. my first try at creating some music however bad it might have been. i guess i did learn a thing or two on handling the keys.
thanks to kiran for company.
although i havent learnt much academically, i guess i learnt more from life. there is so much to learn.
my only take from life as i always imagine....the things worthy of learning are those which u learn without even realising that u learn them and in then in one more sober moment of life, u recall and reminisce and relish those memories.
but i am pestered with a question.
should thing happen in life just to be a memory?
if i had really enjoyed living outside home it had to be IIT and nothing less. din enjoy it in VIT. enjoyed a bit in RIL for 5 months when i was in nagothane.
but the last one year has been good and different. to start with, with my interview handling capabilities, cud never hope to get an admit. PERUMAL got it done.
but after coming here, there remains the fact that i have become only more confused than ever.
lost interest in studies a bit too quickly. and i hv no idea what kind of job wd interest me at all. did nothing in acads as such. nothing much in extra curriculars as well. stopped reading daily newspapers. spent more time in yahoo and internet. only if my father wd hv watched what i was doing here..i wd be asked to head for home if i was not going to get any better.
i am confused. not my problem only. everyone is a bit confused. i was told that those guys who get into these instis were supposed to have some kind of clarity in thoughts. one more myth.
after a bad year at acads it has been a tiresome summers. travelling more and utilising 100% of the scorching sun. am actually learning life the hard way. i usually do this way.
learning how difficult it is to handle ppl who are so indifferent. how u realise if u have some degree of self dignity, sorry , marketing is not the place for u. many a times, if i had been my normal self, i wd have gone ahead and blasted all those who did not know the meaning of courtesy. but then i had to bear all crap just for this summer project!
a 10 day stint in delhi only made me sure that bbay was a better place any day to live in. and looking at how my cousins have been spread out now all over the country, i stand very less chance of getting a job in chennai. and if the opportunity is worthwhile, it will be a while before i get back to my aam in madras. time enough for that.
the best thing to have happened over the last year has been friends. i never made a lot of friends. i usually stick to the closer ones. but for a change, it as been so different here. the count i made here was adding one equal half to the count i had managed in 25 years of existence. not just the ones who study with me, did manage to make altogether new friends beyond my locus of imagination and get some really good old ones too..
am really waiting for the summers to get over to get the experience of my life. i m very excited abt it. hopefully i shd make it there.
a bit of dabbling with music at times has also been very enriching. my first try at creating some music however bad it might have been. i guess i did learn a thing or two on handling the keys.
thanks to kiran for company.
although i havent learnt much academically, i guess i learnt more from life. there is so much to learn.
my only take from life as i always imagine....the things worthy of learning are those which u learn without even realising that u learn them and in then in one more sober moment of life, u recall and reminisce and relish those memories.
but i am pestered with a question.
should thing happen in life just to be a memory?
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Dilemmas..
Can dilemmas be sweet?
yes. noticed that when i used to handle yahoo chats and fone talks. the dilemma of who will end conversations first?
it happened when i was in surat. din have a mobile fone. so talking to akka was a shy difficult. so we planned weekend yahoo voice chats. every time for atleast 3 hours.
as we neared the end, i will say bye. and will type bye. she will too. and then i will not sign out immediately. 5 mins will pass. then she will say bye againn . and i will say bye. yet again after 5 mins she will again say bye. this will continue..and then we will finally settle for a fresh round of chatting.
again here comes fone convos. we used to talk real lot before her marriage. like everybody sleeps at ten. we will try to sleep but will end up talking till 12. so scenario changed after her marriage.
and i also got posted out of city. so times changed.
and then when i visit madras, we keep talking and updating 7 times a day and everytime for 30 mins. when we r done with teh convo, we decide to hang up..again bye as usual. i wil say bye and wait for her to cut. and she , the same.. its difficult really deciding who will cut the fone.
finally we do. who does, i m not still sure
now things have changed a bit. does not happen that much. cut fones pretty soon without game theory....but 7 times a day and 30 mins is still there....
i miss the dilemma..however..
dilemmas are interesting after all. its time i had some dilemma in life....
yes. noticed that when i used to handle yahoo chats and fone talks. the dilemma of who will end conversations first?
it happened when i was in surat. din have a mobile fone. so talking to akka was a shy difficult. so we planned weekend yahoo voice chats. every time for atleast 3 hours.
as we neared the end, i will say bye. and will type bye. she will too. and then i will not sign out immediately. 5 mins will pass. then she will say bye againn . and i will say bye. yet again after 5 mins she will again say bye. this will continue..and then we will finally settle for a fresh round of chatting.
again here comes fone convos. we used to talk real lot before her marriage. like everybody sleeps at ten. we will try to sleep but will end up talking till 12. so scenario changed after her marriage.
and i also got posted out of city. so times changed.
and then when i visit madras, we keep talking and updating 7 times a day and everytime for 30 mins. when we r done with teh convo, we decide to hang up..again bye as usual. i wil say bye and wait for her to cut. and she , the same.. its difficult really deciding who will cut the fone.
finally we do. who does, i m not still sure
now things have changed a bit. does not happen that much. cut fones pretty soon without game theory....but 7 times a day and 30 mins is still there....
i miss the dilemma..however..
dilemmas are interesting after all. its time i had some dilemma in life....
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Experience..
One thing I had been wanting to write was some of my experiences. not they r so unusual. everyone has some kind of experience. but there are patterns.
I had mentioned a long time back that there are always certain constants in life even as times are changing..
Something that i had understand out of ( not 'outta') experience. If i were to track my life since class 10, this truth is sth that has stood the test of time.
i mean the kind of decisions i had taken in life.
To crack open in a nutshell, i had taken stands and decisions which were too much for me. Always tried to bite more than i could chew.
Results - Frustrations in the short term. damn frustrations i mean. I could nearly break down but but for PERUMAL. I had come out of all those sheerly due to HIM. Then it becomes history. something to look back on. sometimes pretty fond remembrances. in fact, in the long term, they were boons to me.
Right after 10th, I got a free kit to prepare for jee. and everybody had unrealistic hopes on me that i was going to become some kind of an engineer. to me that time engineer meant building houses. nothing more than that. I did not even hear abt IIT till that time. I had been a pampered child who does not know the outside world or ever heard of hard work.
come 11th std, and some stupid peer pressure caused me to prepare for jee. Despite knowing well that i was chasing shadows, i did the obvious. tried to study. to no avail. magesh and balaji wd probably testify the sleepless nights in teh car garage where we unsuccessfully carried out all our preparation.
But even they never knew that all this led me to some kind of depression. ( actually almost nobody knew this). At nights i used to dream of all mathematical formulae hovering over my head. Literally threw away all jee books. cried. yes, i cried out loud. stopped going to school for a week. told amma and daddy that i was not going to stay at my home in T.Nagar. Decided to pack off for adambakkam for my paati's house. They din have an answer. I was off. They were stunned. They knew me more than myself. So they sent me.
Reached paati's place in afternoon. and suddenly everything looked rosy. Adambakkam in those days was still like a village. i liked that serenity. i was running high fever when i reached there. but everything had calmed down by evening. i relished paati's company. she gave a hot cup of filter coffee and we sat down to watch some tamil serials ( not soaps..those days they were short n sweet with some social messages). within a day or two, i was becoming saner than i was. and in quick time, i was there realising that i was missing classses and went home promptly. i was almost a maniac when i left home for adambakkam. but i had recovered well enough. next two years breezed. din get thro jee. screwed the only entrance exam of the state. but at the end of 12th i realised that a jee coaching had probably made me feel that i had decent grounding in science and maths, which helped me thro my engg and then on.
I know there are lot of people who prepare and get thro easily. they were brilliant. i was not. i failed. i did fail. i even failed a second time.
first learning in life :
Learn to accept failure. The only failure in life is to lack the courage to stand failures in life.
{ and i had too many failures to back the statement :))}
More experiences to come..
I had mentioned a long time back that there are always certain constants in life even as times are changing..
Something that i had understand out of ( not 'outta') experience. If i were to track my life since class 10, this truth is sth that has stood the test of time.
i mean the kind of decisions i had taken in life.
To crack open in a nutshell, i had taken stands and decisions which were too much for me. Always tried to bite more than i could chew.
Results - Frustrations in the short term. damn frustrations i mean. I could nearly break down but but for PERUMAL. I had come out of all those sheerly due to HIM. Then it becomes history. something to look back on. sometimes pretty fond remembrances. in fact, in the long term, they were boons to me.
Right after 10th, I got a free kit to prepare for jee. and everybody had unrealistic hopes on me that i was going to become some kind of an engineer. to me that time engineer meant building houses. nothing more than that. I did not even hear abt IIT till that time. I had been a pampered child who does not know the outside world or ever heard of hard work.
come 11th std, and some stupid peer pressure caused me to prepare for jee. Despite knowing well that i was chasing shadows, i did the obvious. tried to study. to no avail. magesh and balaji wd probably testify the sleepless nights in teh car garage where we unsuccessfully carried out all our preparation.
But even they never knew that all this led me to some kind of depression. ( actually almost nobody knew this). At nights i used to dream of all mathematical formulae hovering over my head. Literally threw away all jee books. cried. yes, i cried out loud. stopped going to school for a week. told amma and daddy that i was not going to stay at my home in T.Nagar. Decided to pack off for adambakkam for my paati's house. They din have an answer. I was off. They were stunned. They knew me more than myself. So they sent me.
Reached paati's place in afternoon. and suddenly everything looked rosy. Adambakkam in those days was still like a village. i liked that serenity. i was running high fever when i reached there. but everything had calmed down by evening. i relished paati's company. she gave a hot cup of filter coffee and we sat down to watch some tamil serials ( not soaps..those days they were short n sweet with some social messages). within a day or two, i was becoming saner than i was. and in quick time, i was there realising that i was missing classses and went home promptly. i was almost a maniac when i left home for adambakkam. but i had recovered well enough. next two years breezed. din get thro jee. screwed the only entrance exam of the state. but at the end of 12th i realised that a jee coaching had probably made me feel that i had decent grounding in science and maths, which helped me thro my engg and then on.
I know there are lot of people who prepare and get thro easily. they were brilliant. i was not. i failed. i did fail. i even failed a second time.
first learning in life :
Learn to accept failure. The only failure in life is to lack the courage to stand failures in life.
{ and i had too many failures to back the statement :))}
More experiences to come..
Saturday, June 03, 2006
Return to Innocence
Thats not the beginning of the end
Thats the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
..
Love - devotion..
Feeling - emotion..
..
Dont be afraid to be weak
Dont be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself dont hide
Just believe in destiny.
Dont care what people say
Just follow your own way
Dont give up and use the chance
To return to innocence.
Thats not the beginning of the end
Thats the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
Dont care what people say
Follow just your own way
Follow just your own way
Dont give up, dont give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself dont hide
Just believe in destiny.
- Enigma
Thats the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
..
Love - devotion..
Feeling - emotion..
..
Dont be afraid to be weak
Dont be too proud to be strong
Just look into your heart my friend
That will be the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
If you want, then start to laugh
If you must, then start to cry
Be yourself dont hide
Just believe in destiny.
Dont care what people say
Just follow your own way
Dont give up and use the chance
To return to innocence.
Thats not the beginning of the end
Thats the return to yourself
The return to innocence.
Dont care what people say
Follow just your own way
Follow just your own way
Dont give up, dont give up
To return, to return to innocence.
If you want then laugh
If you must then cry
Be yourself dont hide
Just believe in destiny.
- Enigma
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
The Last Mile..Chapter II
Seasons are changing....life is rearranging. or it seemed so. does the locale have a say on ur emotions?
It certainly looked like that.
A 100 days of togetherness in solitude was a testimony to this. There were ofcourse minor..very minor meetings. like there is actually no meeting. no feeling. just physical stares. many times unawares. nothing more. not even a bit more to be precise. The closest they came to was when they actually accidentally met at common prayers. Prayers have their own wonderful way of bringing together people. usually. but not here. did destiny will? correction. did their destinies will?
They talked for the first time. officially. like making their backgrounds clear. not too many intentions. does every intro need to have a meaning really? a question that has confused many a souls. a question for which answers are hard to find. a search into the infinite space of the mind. oh mind, unwind....
Life is full of introductions. People meet, know, see ppl. knowing does not mean that it shd serve a purpose. knowing means knowing. it can lead to a lot of events. "can" does not mean "should". The problem with mankind is that everytime one knows another there is a tendency to extrapolate events. exaggerate circumstances. aggrevate misconceptions. expedite rejections. wallow in dejections.
Still he was not to fall into the trap. He had been carefull all these years. he had seen ppl fall in. and out. down and out. drought.
But strange are the ways of love. in catching up with someone who never wanted to get into the vague shades of life. and love.
It certainly looked like that.
A 100 days of togetherness in solitude was a testimony to this. There were ofcourse minor..very minor meetings. like there is actually no meeting. no feeling. just physical stares. many times unawares. nothing more. not even a bit more to be precise. The closest they came to was when they actually accidentally met at common prayers. Prayers have their own wonderful way of bringing together people. usually. but not here. did destiny will? correction. did their destinies will?
They talked for the first time. officially. like making their backgrounds clear. not too many intentions. does every intro need to have a meaning really? a question that has confused many a souls. a question for which answers are hard to find. a search into the infinite space of the mind. oh mind, unwind....
Life is full of introductions. People meet, know, see ppl. knowing does not mean that it shd serve a purpose. knowing means knowing. it can lead to a lot of events. "can" does not mean "should". The problem with mankind is that everytime one knows another there is a tendency to extrapolate events. exaggerate circumstances. aggrevate misconceptions. expedite rejections. wallow in dejections.
Still he was not to fall into the trap. He had been carefull all these years. he had seen ppl fall in. and out. down and out. drought.
But strange are the ways of love. in catching up with someone who never wanted to get into the vague shades of life. and love.
Saturday, May 13, 2006
The last mile.... chapter 1
It seemed like some major celebration. the whole crowd was seated. he was in a world of his own. blissfully ignorant of a larger plan. it was all a part of nature's design. destiny.
The days went by. until the day everyone was to follow different paths. 6 paths to be exact. temporary though. well how temporary is temporary? he left much earlier.he belonged to a different species. she followed much later. it did not matter. they never knew each other. or rather. he did not know her. it was a huge crowd. he easily missed her.
and then nature plays. a small bunch arrives one day. to the same place. and one among them. intuitive glances exchange. he has no idea. yet. the smile passes. so does she.
they never met. never had to. though the group was small. and though she did know him. why should everything happen so fast ?
on the contrary, if things happen too fast..maybe something is not quite right. well..
The days went by. until the day everyone was to follow different paths. 6 paths to be exact. temporary though. well how temporary is temporary? he left much earlier.he belonged to a different species. she followed much later. it did not matter. they never knew each other. or rather. he did not know her. it was a huge crowd. he easily missed her.
and then nature plays. a small bunch arrives one day. to the same place. and one among them. intuitive glances exchange. he has no idea. yet. the smile passes. so does she.
they never met. never had to. though the group was small. and though she did know him. why should everything happen so fast ?
on the contrary, if things happen too fast..maybe something is not quite right. well..
Thursday, May 11, 2006
What next?
rediff.com can give a zillion reasons for defeat of amma and the returning of dmk to power.
there can be only two truths abt TN elections for eternity. i m dead sure.
1. verdicts r always clear.
2. the principle of - u one time - i one time.
nothing more needs to be said. throw all reasons. into the dustbin.
via my marketing project, i can say that TN people exhibit variety seeking tendency. if anyone wants to check. i am ready to float my marketing survey questionnaire. volunteers please!!
i m not too worried. but curious.
now i m looking forward to see how CTVs r going into enter into BPL families. i guess the brand of TVs ppl will get also be BPL brand only;)
as if BPL ppl needed just this TV for enriching their lives....not education n other useful stuff. TV is all they need. and ppl select such governments. way back in 1971 i guess, anna promised 3 padis of arisi for a rupee. paati told me. n not one padi was also given. pls chk with respective thaathas n paatis for credibility of this info n tell me. pls give me a break now.
well i need a break really. for the next five years!!!!
there can be only two truths abt TN elections for eternity. i m dead sure.
1. verdicts r always clear.
2. the principle of - u one time - i one time.
nothing more needs to be said. throw all reasons. into the dustbin.
via my marketing project, i can say that TN people exhibit variety seeking tendency. if anyone wants to check. i am ready to float my marketing survey questionnaire. volunteers please!!
i m not too worried. but curious.
now i m looking forward to see how CTVs r going into enter into BPL families. i guess the brand of TVs ppl will get also be BPL brand only;)
as if BPL ppl needed just this TV for enriching their lives....not education n other useful stuff. TV is all they need. and ppl select such governments. way back in 1971 i guess, anna promised 3 padis of arisi for a rupee. paati told me. n not one padi was also given. pls chk with respective thaathas n paatis for credibility of this info n tell me. pls give me a break now.
well i need a break really. for the next five years!!!!
Tuesday, May 09, 2006
So Beautiful..
Nothing beats Darren Hayes Lyrics....and his voice....so beautiful..
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So Beautiful..
Whether I'm right or wrong
There's no phrase that hits
Like an ocean needs the sand
Or a dirty old shoe that fits
And if all the world was perfect
I would only ever want to see your scars
You know they can have their universe
We'll be in the dirt designing stars
And darlin' you know
You make me feel so beautiful
Nowhere else in the world I wanna be
You make me feel so beautiful
Whether I'm up or down
There's no crowd to please
I'm like a faith without a clause to believe in it
And if all the world was smiling
I would only ever want to see your frown
You know they can sail away in sunsets
We'll be right here stranded on the ground
Just happy to be found
You make me feel so beautiful
Nowhere else in the worldI wanna be
You make me feel so beautiful
I have lost my illusions
I have drowned in your words
I have left my confusion to a cynical world
I am throwing myself at things I don't understand
Discover enlightenment holding your hand
You are..
So Beautiful
________________________________________
A Savage Garden Song
_________________________________
So Beautiful..
Whether I'm right or wrong
There's no phrase that hits
Like an ocean needs the sand
Or a dirty old shoe that fits
And if all the world was perfect
I would only ever want to see your scars
You know they can have their universe
We'll be in the dirt designing stars
And darlin' you know
You make me feel so beautiful
Nowhere else in the world I wanna be
You make me feel so beautiful
Whether I'm up or down
There's no crowd to please
I'm like a faith without a clause to believe in it
And if all the world was smiling
I would only ever want to see your frown
You know they can sail away in sunsets
We'll be right here stranded on the ground
Just happy to be found
You make me feel so beautiful
Nowhere else in the worldI wanna be
You make me feel so beautiful
I have lost my illusions
I have drowned in your words
I have left my confusion to a cynical world
I am throwing myself at things I don't understand
Discover enlightenment holding your hand
You are..
So Beautiful
________________________________________
A Savage Garden Song
Friday, May 05, 2006
Puguntha veedu ( The In-laws House)
The inlaws concept has always fascinated me. ofcourse not that i found one lately. but i observed an interesting parallel.
It struck me this morning while in office, trying to work on my summer project( unsuccessfully though). see what summer projects can do to u. u can get all the ideas on thw world except abt what shd be done abt the project!
the situation is woefully similar for the two persons in question. one is the newly wed girl who moves into the puguntha veedu or inlaws house. i make the assumption that the girl is a house wife. the other is the fresh graduate who walks into a company. bit unsure of the company atmosphere.
believe me. this analysis is interesting. both have very much the same road ahead as they walk into the new family (or company) ahead into their careers of married life(or job).
The Maatu Ponnu or Daughter in Law
The daughter in law steps into the house valathu kaal inside first! the guys family members carefully take the bahu inside ( with that kyun ki saas bhi effect)! she is slowly introduced to every member. she has to smile at everyone whether she likes or not. now this is interesting really. in case of a tamil wedding, @ the reception, it happens that u smile at every guy/girl wishing u on the stage for maybe 3 -4 hrs. ur 16 muscles in ur face being constantly overworked. developing sulukku and all. u just cannot get away without any pain in a marriage even if u r the bride or the groom!
then u have to repeat the same puraanam. ur background et al. as u meet new ppl, u r bit unsure. coz some ppl r happy to have u as bahu. some r maybe jealous ( maybe becoz u r either beautfiul than them or perhaps u snatched that guy via love marriage stuff). playing mindgames. and all ppl extoll teh virtues of her hubby. his grt qualities ( even if not any)
now everything has settled. down to a typical day. imagine the plight of this girl. sitting idle can be a nightmare. she either has to make sure that nobody needs anything else. well, i m talking abt traditional girls. intha kaalathu puthumai ponnungalukku apply aagaathu. they r too smart to handle things. and ppl. i wonder they recieve some spl training from college !!!!
so she sits on the sofa. trying to empathise with the zillions of soap characters. glass in hand. ( where else to pour all the tears generated during the course of the soap) . afternoon soaps r too gud. as i happened to read abt it in some other blog. everytime someone walks by the girl, she feels uneasy. her eyes wavers around. hoping that there is not much for her to do. paavam. tough job. if there r any tasks for the day, she has to get them done and probably make sure that the elders ( namely the mother-in-law) get to know that all has been duly completed.
till the moment of arrival of her better half. sudden reassurance now. After a few days she gets used to it all. gains experience to handle everything tactfully. she knows that she can gradually start easing herself, enjoy big time and yet keep ppl happy. diplomacy. suaveness. what not. i guess one of the things that can really bind a motherinlaw and daughterinlaw are those useless discussions on these faltoo episodes. if there is anything in this univere that they can ever concur, it can only be these soaps.
The Freshie
He joins the company. induction time now. he is given a list of ppl who all to meet and get acquainted with. now ready for the grind. to say good morning to everybody. so many times. that he does not realise that even in afternoons he keeps wishing good morning !!
same crap he utters abt himself. to all ppl he meets. and the company manager utters some crap abt the company culture et al. again every manager looks at him with differnt eyes. like our manager for instance, thinking within himself that we r here for some time pass! yet others with some misguided impressions abt mgmt grads. that they r supposed to know a few things. someone pls enlighten these ignorant souls.
then he is shown a small cabin complete with a comp with internet and a phone connection. now comes the tougher part. he keeps constantly looking around. watching out for ppl. while opening one by one. yahoo messenger. then gtalk. then blog. then orkut. and finally one window on the project doc. simply becoz that alt+tab should get this lone window whenever anybody passes by. and ya one more word doc file too. some cut copy paste on it to give an impression that some fruitful googling has been carried out. the life of the freshie is further complicated by the work culture.. for example the company ceo says we have a very open work culture. what this poor freshie fails to realise is that the cabins have as a portion of the wall a glass portion. and ppl can see right thro it. 'open' work culture that is !!!! and teh comp placed tight in front so that one with a small peep can have a clean look at his comp. so this guy has some ready explanation for his boss any time he might ask him the progress.
finally when the moment of leaving from office comes, the elation in his face is conspicuous.
again just like our new house wife, the guy gradually picks up 'work ethics'. the art of managing ppl more than managing his own work. all the guy needs to do is to get a hang of what keeps the boss going. thats it. just like these tv serials, he can do wonders at the help of his boss with the right dose of flattery.
once the initials moments r handled tactfully @ both home and @ work for these two ppl, then life gets cooler.
politics and skillful diplomacy is a necessary recipe for success for both the daughterinlaw and for this freshie.
how do girls by and large handle things @ office pretty coolly? after all if the bahu does not know the secret of success who else does????
It struck me this morning while in office, trying to work on my summer project( unsuccessfully though). see what summer projects can do to u. u can get all the ideas on thw world except abt what shd be done abt the project!
the situation is woefully similar for the two persons in question. one is the newly wed girl who moves into the puguntha veedu or inlaws house. i make the assumption that the girl is a house wife. the other is the fresh graduate who walks into a company. bit unsure of the company atmosphere.
believe me. this analysis is interesting. both have very much the same road ahead as they walk into the new family (or company) ahead into their careers of married life(or job).
The Maatu Ponnu or Daughter in Law
The daughter in law steps into the house valathu kaal inside first! the guys family members carefully take the bahu inside ( with that kyun ki saas bhi effect)! she is slowly introduced to every member. she has to smile at everyone whether she likes or not. now this is interesting really. in case of a tamil wedding, @ the reception, it happens that u smile at every guy/girl wishing u on the stage for maybe 3 -4 hrs. ur 16 muscles in ur face being constantly overworked. developing sulukku and all. u just cannot get away without any pain in a marriage even if u r the bride or the groom!
then u have to repeat the same puraanam. ur background et al. as u meet new ppl, u r bit unsure. coz some ppl r happy to have u as bahu. some r maybe jealous ( maybe becoz u r either beautfiul than them or perhaps u snatched that guy via love marriage stuff). playing mindgames. and all ppl extoll teh virtues of her hubby. his grt qualities ( even if not any)
now everything has settled. down to a typical day. imagine the plight of this girl. sitting idle can be a nightmare. she either has to make sure that nobody needs anything else. well, i m talking abt traditional girls. intha kaalathu puthumai ponnungalukku apply aagaathu. they r too smart to handle things. and ppl. i wonder they recieve some spl training from college !!!!
so she sits on the sofa. trying to empathise with the zillions of soap characters. glass in hand. ( where else to pour all the tears generated during the course of the soap) . afternoon soaps r too gud. as i happened to read abt it in some other blog. everytime someone walks by the girl, she feels uneasy. her eyes wavers around. hoping that there is not much for her to do. paavam. tough job. if there r any tasks for the day, she has to get them done and probably make sure that the elders ( namely the mother-in-law) get to know that all has been duly completed.
till the moment of arrival of her better half. sudden reassurance now. After a few days she gets used to it all. gains experience to handle everything tactfully. she knows that she can gradually start easing herself, enjoy big time and yet keep ppl happy. diplomacy. suaveness. what not. i guess one of the things that can really bind a motherinlaw and daughterinlaw are those useless discussions on these faltoo episodes. if there is anything in this univere that they can ever concur, it can only be these soaps.
The Freshie
He joins the company. induction time now. he is given a list of ppl who all to meet and get acquainted with. now ready for the grind. to say good morning to everybody. so many times. that he does not realise that even in afternoons he keeps wishing good morning !!
same crap he utters abt himself. to all ppl he meets. and the company manager utters some crap abt the company culture et al. again every manager looks at him with differnt eyes. like our manager for instance, thinking within himself that we r here for some time pass! yet others with some misguided impressions abt mgmt grads. that they r supposed to know a few things. someone pls enlighten these ignorant souls.
then he is shown a small cabin complete with a comp with internet and a phone connection. now comes the tougher part. he keeps constantly looking around. watching out for ppl. while opening one by one. yahoo messenger. then gtalk. then blog. then orkut. and finally one window on the project doc. simply becoz that alt+tab should get this lone window whenever anybody passes by. and ya one more word doc file too. some cut copy paste on it to give an impression that some fruitful googling has been carried out. the life of the freshie is further complicated by the work culture.. for example the company ceo says we have a very open work culture. what this poor freshie fails to realise is that the cabins have as a portion of the wall a glass portion. and ppl can see right thro it. 'open' work culture that is !!!! and teh comp placed tight in front so that one with a small peep can have a clean look at his comp. so this guy has some ready explanation for his boss any time he might ask him the progress.
finally when the moment of leaving from office comes, the elation in his face is conspicuous.
again just like our new house wife, the guy gradually picks up 'work ethics'. the art of managing ppl more than managing his own work. all the guy needs to do is to get a hang of what keeps the boss going. thats it. just like these tv serials, he can do wonders at the help of his boss with the right dose of flattery.
once the initials moments r handled tactfully @ both home and @ work for these two ppl, then life gets cooler.
politics and skillful diplomacy is a necessary recipe for success for both the daughterinlaw and for this freshie.
how do girls by and large handle things @ office pretty coolly? after all if the bahu does not know the secret of success who else does????
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Proud to be a.........
Take a quick quiz.
How long does one take to recover from an accident? an accident that can change one's life!
it changed mine. and am yet to recover.
well....
june 1998. the accident happened.
place of accident: counselling hall in anna university
accident: admission to chemical engg
hospital admitted : Vellore institute of technology
i had no idea what chemical engg was all abt. it really happened by chance. one last seaat in a decent college. and i took it.......rest is history.
but i realised how chemical engg has saved me all thro. inspite of the fact that i had paid scant regard for it during engg
except for chemical engg thermodynamics n chemical process calculations, i never bothered abt chemical engg. nevertheless, chemical engg has always been generous to me.
for example reliance happened. had some happy days. yeah i had my share of faliures too. but after tat , here during summer interviews, i wsa getting rejected in every gd. wat cud i do? my communicative abilities had hit all time low.
finally this xyz company had a direct interview in store. for a marketing project....i was asked why i wanted to do marketing project. despite being a chemical engineer. they wanted me to work in the operations side being a chemical engineer. sure i din hav an answer. so replied that i have no idea abt marketing. and maybe thast why i shd consider doing it. still they selected me. chemical engg did the trick. PERUMAL designed it.
so i was in. today as i was briefed abt my project, i was sinking into a feeling that i was slowly getting into rotary vane compressors, surfactants, lubricants and more of chem engg stuff.
my engg knowledge however poor it may be will be in use. that too for an mba project.
but what really opened my eyes today was the agrochemical market.
how agrochemicals can unlock agricultural productivity in india. how much grains r wasted due to pests and all every year. how decreasing land holdings will have to support bigger population in future. how chemical engineering is going to help in this process. how innovations in chemical field can do wonders. so many things.
how many kinds of foodgrains r produceed? how much role this chemical engg plays in all these things? though i din play a role myself, i m a part of such a community. and ofcourse i have diff roles to play. in other realms of chemm engg. worked for a while in polymers. things like that.
one can live without surfing but can one live without saapaadu?
chemical engg is one field that touches every walk of life. it really is.
today i have a reason to feel proud. i am a chemical engineer. amn't I ?
How long does one take to recover from an accident? an accident that can change one's life!
it changed mine. and am yet to recover.
well....
june 1998. the accident happened.
place of accident: counselling hall in anna university
accident: admission to chemical engg
hospital admitted : Vellore institute of technology
i had no idea what chemical engg was all abt. it really happened by chance. one last seaat in a decent college. and i took it.......rest is history.
but i realised how chemical engg has saved me all thro. inspite of the fact that i had paid scant regard for it during engg
except for chemical engg thermodynamics n chemical process calculations, i never bothered abt chemical engg. nevertheless, chemical engg has always been generous to me.
for example reliance happened. had some happy days. yeah i had my share of faliures too. but after tat , here during summer interviews, i wsa getting rejected in every gd. wat cud i do? my communicative abilities had hit all time low.
finally this xyz company had a direct interview in store. for a marketing project....i was asked why i wanted to do marketing project. despite being a chemical engineer. they wanted me to work in the operations side being a chemical engineer. sure i din hav an answer. so replied that i have no idea abt marketing. and maybe thast why i shd consider doing it. still they selected me. chemical engg did the trick. PERUMAL designed it.
so i was in. today as i was briefed abt my project, i was sinking into a feeling that i was slowly getting into rotary vane compressors, surfactants, lubricants and more of chem engg stuff.
my engg knowledge however poor it may be will be in use. that too for an mba project.
but what really opened my eyes today was the agrochemical market.
how agrochemicals can unlock agricultural productivity in india. how much grains r wasted due to pests and all every year. how decreasing land holdings will have to support bigger population in future. how chemical engineering is going to help in this process. how innovations in chemical field can do wonders. so many things.
how many kinds of foodgrains r produceed? how much role this chemical engg plays in all these things? though i din play a role myself, i m a part of such a community. and ofcourse i have diff roles to play. in other realms of chemm engg. worked for a while in polymers. things like that.
one can live without surfing but can one live without saapaadu?
chemical engg is one field that touches every walk of life. it really is.
today i have a reason to feel proud. i am a chemical engineer. amn't I ?
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Peters ( and Marys)
This post is dedicated to all peters and marys ( which i guess will include almost all ppl xcept me;)
Its hard to understand, sometimes, how two extreme cults coexist in the same time frame and space frame in this universe. not just that . there r split personalities within the same kind of ppl. for further damnation of voluntary split personalities pls refer keshav's blog http://avuthu-pottu.blogspot.com/2006/04/online-hunk-offline-junk.html. thats a totally different track though.
so what r the two extreme cults?
the funny thing is both these cults r so different and yet attract the same masses.
we all have an identity of our own. and most of us forget it. we painstakingly adapt and assimilate such stuff. and r also proud of being a part of such communities.
well well well. this is a difficult issue. no point raising. nobody is going to listen.
who cares? I do!!!!
Anyways this peter kinda thingi's gonna rock!!!!
Its hard to understand, sometimes, how two extreme cults coexist in the same time frame and space frame in this universe. not just that . there r split personalities within the same kind of ppl. for further damnation of voluntary split personalities pls refer keshav's blog http://avuthu-pottu.blogspot.com/2006/04/online-hunk-offline-junk.html. thats a totally different track though.
so what r the two extreme cults?
- ppl who belong to local kannama pettai and talk like cool dudes. they use words like kinda, thingi, anyways and and more junk.
- then there r those same set of ppl who use " scene, sirupillaithanam, daaragiduva, bulb, dabba and GOD save, more of such lingos.
first let us consider the first point. what is thingi? why add i to thing to make it thingi? anyway is a simple word. why add s to it? athu enna dude? do i head from australia? whats kinda? does it mean u r kind?
oh man!!!! pls give me a brk. please man.
next comes our local shtyle - madras baashai and all.
i bet there r more brahmin female fans for the kind of gaana songs which vijay plays in every film of his. ( my own cousin sisters r a testimony to this). i cannot stand this daaanguthu songs anytime in my life.
i hv to almost plead with my sisters to talk in normal language.the funny thing is both these cults r so different and yet attract the same masses.
we all have an identity of our own. and most of us forget it. we painstakingly adapt and assimilate such stuff. and r also proud of being a part of such communities.
well well well. this is a difficult issue. no point raising. nobody is going to listen.
who cares? I do!!!!
Anyways this peter kinda thingi's gonna rock!!!!
Friday, April 21, 2006
Its all over
Ended the first year with yet another despicable performance. next three months i hope to do better things.
and yeah the joy of going home is the only thing that keeps me in spirits.
and yeah the joy of going home is the only thing that keeps me in spirits.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Busy but Vetti
" What u love to do, u always find time to do"
A lil bit of digression now.
exam time now. its difficult understanding things. i have a 'corporate finance' paper tomm. well we call it coffin for short. yeah one of the tougher courses for me. din do too well in the quizzes. and i need to pass the exam somehow tomm.
coming back to the starting point.
i like exams a lot. during exams u have very less time to do things other than exams related stuff. and i end up doing other things instead!!!!
u cant hide ur true love in any kind of situation. it just shows up. take the opening sentence of this post. that is what it says. so what is my true love? read below....
for example, i swore that i will not waste time on Y!. i usually chatted very rarely with athai and arun. but then we have a tough exam tomm. so decided to do some unabated chatting with them. interestingly, during exam times, i feel like taking a 20 min break for every 15 mins i study!!
i had waited all along to get my haircut today. when i have enough to study already. and getting a haircut here means travelling up and down wasting precious time. what was i doing a week back???? cud have done yesterday or day before, but i am very superstitious. hair cuts on friday and saturday is strictly not acceptable to me. so it was to be done today.
had to get a medical certi from a doc to apply for the mountaineering camp. as luck wd have it, IIT hospi ditched us. we went searching for clinics in powaii. thats more time wasted. and we have not been done with it. in an hr's time, we will start all over an try to put things in place. meet the doc and set things right.
finally i cud never think of anything worthwhile to write abt last two three days when i had a lot of time. and today , this moment, with all the pending portions, decided to write abt this particular feeling.
sure, the affinity to do things dramatically increases when u know u dont have enough time for it.
why did GOD create murphy????
A lil bit of digression now.
exam time now. its difficult understanding things. i have a 'corporate finance' paper tomm. well we call it coffin for short. yeah one of the tougher courses for me. din do too well in the quizzes. and i need to pass the exam somehow tomm.
coming back to the starting point.
i like exams a lot. during exams u have very less time to do things other than exams related stuff. and i end up doing other things instead!!!!
u cant hide ur true love in any kind of situation. it just shows up. take the opening sentence of this post. that is what it says. so what is my true love? read below....
for example, i swore that i will not waste time on Y!. i usually chatted very rarely with athai and arun. but then we have a tough exam tomm. so decided to do some unabated chatting with them. interestingly, during exam times, i feel like taking a 20 min break for every 15 mins i study!!
i had waited all along to get my haircut today. when i have enough to study already. and getting a haircut here means travelling up and down wasting precious time. what was i doing a week back???? cud have done yesterday or day before, but i am very superstitious. hair cuts on friday and saturday is strictly not acceptable to me. so it was to be done today.
had to get a medical certi from a doc to apply for the mountaineering camp. as luck wd have it, IIT hospi ditched us. we went searching for clinics in powaii. thats more time wasted. and we have not been done with it. in an hr's time, we will start all over an try to put things in place. meet the doc and set things right.
finally i cud never think of anything worthwhile to write abt last two three days when i had a lot of time. and today , this moment, with all the pending portions, decided to write abt this particular feeling.
sure, the affinity to do things dramatically increases when u know u dont have enough time for it.
why did GOD create murphy????
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Wait please
Yet another hot day in mumbai. the bus is crowded. yeah u have enough place to stand and hold a bar close to u. the situation gets interesting now.
u try different strategies.
strategy 1
u scan around continuously to see who is going to get down and get ready to grab his seat. u r in a state of tension. one guy gets up. and before u can move, another guy closer to that seat jumps in. u again wait for ur turn. same thing ensues. during the process, u keep moving around and everytime u move closer to another seat, u lose the present place of standing to another guy. 1 hr passes. u get down without getting a seat. all exasperated. maybe at times u get a seat. going by my history of bus travel, it never happens. thanks to murphy. and u have added frustration having shifted all over the bus with no success. ofcourse u might still get a seat.that chance is there.
strategy 2
this time u stick to ur place come what may. u patiently wait and pray for the person sitting close to ur position to get down. u r not fickle minded this time. 1 hr passes. still u dont get a seat as usual. too bad. but u r not too frustrated. u were not exactly desperate for a seat. if u got it , u had it. but wait sometimes luck is in ur favour. u do get a seat. and i tell u sweet r the fruits of patience. the remaining part of ur journey will be more sweeter than if u had gotten a seat right at the start. again there is tendency to think that we shd have tried strategy 1 had strategy 2 failed.
Is it all really worth the wait....?
{ on a technical note, for mba grads, this illustration is a classic case of dilemma between spot buys vs forward contracts for ,say, crude oil purchase negotiations}
u try different strategies.
strategy 1
u scan around continuously to see who is going to get down and get ready to grab his seat. u r in a state of tension. one guy gets up. and before u can move, another guy closer to that seat jumps in. u again wait for ur turn. same thing ensues. during the process, u keep moving around and everytime u move closer to another seat, u lose the present place of standing to another guy. 1 hr passes. u get down without getting a seat. all exasperated. maybe at times u get a seat. going by my history of bus travel, it never happens. thanks to murphy. and u have added frustration having shifted all over the bus with no success. ofcourse u might still get a seat.that chance is there.
strategy 2
this time u stick to ur place come what may. u patiently wait and pray for the person sitting close to ur position to get down. u r not fickle minded this time. 1 hr passes. still u dont get a seat as usual. too bad. but u r not too frustrated. u were not exactly desperate for a seat. if u got it , u had it. but wait sometimes luck is in ur favour. u do get a seat. and i tell u sweet r the fruits of patience. the remaining part of ur journey will be more sweeter than if u had gotten a seat right at the start. again there is tendency to think that we shd have tried strategy 1 had strategy 2 failed.
Is it all really worth the wait....?
{ on a technical note, for mba grads, this illustration is a classic case of dilemma between spot buys vs forward contracts for ,say, crude oil purchase negotiations}
Friday, April 07, 2006
Sometimes....Stop thinking
Everybody does analysis. Everybody likes analysis. Analysis is gud. Analysis is important.
There are major decisions to take in life. we do in depth analysis sometimes. sometimes it pays off. sometimes it does not.
There are times in life where analysis can get too far. really too far. it prevents spontaneity in life. We all live the life we have peacefully because of this spontaniety. The human mind is not a monte carlo program. it cannot generate all possible scenarios and generate payoffs for all such possibilities. end of day nobody knows what was right and what was wrong. who is right and who is wrong. whether to take the left turn or the right. to take the straight road or just divert. again we win some. we lose some. all in the game. nobody can expect clear payoffs from life. and disappointments stem only from such expectations.
Life is not all too colourful. there is a patch of grey in the background. always. there are no clear pictures. no clear answers. u never know when it starts. never know where it will stop.
There is a problem to game theory. we anticipate. we adjust. thats all right. but not everytime when ur actions keep depending on the other person. then u lose ur originality. u lose what u r. u r non existent. philosophically there is no "u". but still, i am talking abt physical realities.
we can achieve happiness by being what we are. and accepting ppl as they are. by getting on with life. GOD gives everybody a fair deal.
there is no need to understand always. just love. it does not require understanding. and it is a powerful medicine.
Quoting Mother Teresa,
" The more time u have for analysis, the lesser the time u have for love"
that was a profound statement. draw the line. when to analyse and when not to.
stop analysing.
break the bars
free ur thoughts
draw the line
and all will be fine
There are major decisions to take in life. we do in depth analysis sometimes. sometimes it pays off. sometimes it does not.
There are times in life where analysis can get too far. really too far. it prevents spontaneity in life. We all live the life we have peacefully because of this spontaniety. The human mind is not a monte carlo program. it cannot generate all possible scenarios and generate payoffs for all such possibilities. end of day nobody knows what was right and what was wrong. who is right and who is wrong. whether to take the left turn or the right. to take the straight road or just divert. again we win some. we lose some. all in the game. nobody can expect clear payoffs from life. and disappointments stem only from such expectations.
Life is not all too colourful. there is a patch of grey in the background. always. there are no clear pictures. no clear answers. u never know when it starts. never know where it will stop.
There is a problem to game theory. we anticipate. we adjust. thats all right. but not everytime when ur actions keep depending on the other person. then u lose ur originality. u lose what u r. u r non existent. philosophically there is no "u". but still, i am talking abt physical realities.
we can achieve happiness by being what we are. and accepting ppl as they are. by getting on with life. GOD gives everybody a fair deal.
there is no need to understand always. just love. it does not require understanding. and it is a powerful medicine.
Quoting Mother Teresa,
" The more time u have for analysis, the lesser the time u have for love"
that was a profound statement. draw the line. when to analyse and when not to.
stop analysing.
break the bars
free ur thoughts
draw the line
and all will be fine
Sunday, April 02, 2006
My Tryst with Computers
Its a puzzle.
I get easy with ppl who are gud at sth which i am terrible at ! More specifically I rarely match frequency with ppl from a similar academic interest ( which might partly be due to my own absymal acadmic abilities :-( . i got more computer science friends in my batch here and else where. and then i know for a fact of life i cannot discuss one comp funda with them. why shd i expose my foolishness and ignorance.
It happens with language. It happens with computers. Though i want to talk abt computers, i am doing it against a backdrop of language as well. just to show forcefully that sth is not alright in a usual sense.
I have literally been a west indian last three years ( yeah.... i still retain my hair and am not that black either and never tried a kingfisher till date....) and yet my hindi is hardly digestible. the beauty is still i manage to mix with northies without too many inhibitions. and atleast at my engg college and at my workplace, i have really strong friends with whom i still keep in touch. opposite poles attract. they say. i am not sure. nor can i claim that it applies to me. and finally i dont care what makes me tick with northies....probably that wd make a separate post by itself, that is if at all i manage to figure out!
well this is for the start. now for the main-course. my bete-noire. computers.
I cant find words to express my feelings for this humble machine. its pretty mixed. at the same time i love to write abt sth which i am sure i will fail miserably . and hence this attempt.
First a basic dose of psychology. we avoid sth mostly becoz we r afraid of it. and we are afraid of sth becoz we dont understand it. this is the case for most things in life.
and so it happened. the first computer of my life came in class VI. that is way back in 1992. a single machine in our school lab. that too i used for playing prince. under the able guidance of my computer teacher. i knew i cud not handle it. i can handle these video game joy sticks much better than these arrow+shift+ctrl+tab+ num lock keys.
then on i have miserably failed attempting fifa, road rash, nfs2, dave and so on.....dont even dare to think abt AoE or Counter strike....on the contrary i guess i completed mario atleast once. BLC was okay. but with these cheat codes i never stood a chance. mine sweeper ws my only accomplishment. beginner level completed in 5 sec. that too purely by chance.
I cant recount the number of times i was left languishing in these languages like fortran, c, c++. the closest i came to understandin a computer language was BASIC. too sidey a language though. i mugged this oops concept just for the sake of placements in engg. and i din have a job even when i passed out from college. actually i just din attend CTS interveiw at college just becoz i was happily enjoying at home and never knew abt it. wat a correlation with computers to start a career....
i dont understand these computer networks, proxies, gateways etc although i have breathing internet and Y!M through these very things. It took a long time to figure out what configuration and pricing wd suit my requirements for a pc. but i guess so far if i had done anything remotely successful, that was getting a decent deal for a pc with a comparable configuration. i still have not attempted all the tools and functions in a MS office package. hope to learn sth before the course finishes. becoz as an MBA, all i am supposed to be is a master of these packages. when ppl talk abt comp stuff, i silently slip away. i cant handle this for sure!
in the first term, we had to learn SAS which is a statistical analysis package. till date, i cannot understand it one bit. watever lil i used of sas was by searching for codes in the internet using google. and that is not the tharikhaa for learning. with the imminent possibility of using SPSS for mktg project, i am completely bowled. the last lecture on spss left me baffling for words. i have decided to ditch tomm's spss class without much fuss.
i have encountered strange problems with blogger.com and orkut. the exp with these codes in blogger for adding features to my page has been a disaster. i am not able to put a hit counter again. and i dont understand these template codes. i wd rather do without these extra features.
learning MIS was a catastrophe in the first term. excessive mugging did not yield dividends ( nor the capital appreciation). i still cant understand the seven layers of communication or diff configs of networks. MIT was better. without any idea of IT, AA in MIT was my lone achievement here as far as acads are concerned. that too GOD'S GRACE.
Having said all that, a life without computers is unimaginable. this morning we din have power. even s i woke up, i tried to start the comp unmindful of all the sweat due to heat in a power cut room. only while putting all the cash flow spreadsheets did i understand the beauty of microsoft excel. mail, yahoo messenger and blogging ( okay orkut also to some extent) has become my staple food. nowadays i get bored at home when i visit madras with no comp to give company ( but anyday i wd prefer curd rice for comp;)
the computing ability of this microprocessor and connecting ability of this internet have been the most impacting phenomenons in the last 100 years. forget thinking abt doing a project without google! not possible. i dont use calculators for calculations, only excel. and winamp? when my comp is on......music is on indefinitely. without computers such seamless connectivity to music wd have been impossible or tedious.
although i amk not tech savvy, the benefits i have reaped from them is beyond debate. I hate computer subjects. I hate IT ( yeah even IT for Income Tax)
so my exp with computers has been mixed. but i guess i have to get even with my cousins. atleast try to become a stud in one computer game. thts a far fetched dream. but that is definitely the project for this summer shd i be in madras for my summers.
I get easy with ppl who are gud at sth which i am terrible at ! More specifically I rarely match frequency with ppl from a similar academic interest ( which might partly be due to my own absymal acadmic abilities :-( . i got more computer science friends in my batch here and else where. and then i know for a fact of life i cannot discuss one comp funda with them. why shd i expose my foolishness and ignorance.
It happens with language. It happens with computers. Though i want to talk abt computers, i am doing it against a backdrop of language as well. just to show forcefully that sth is not alright in a usual sense.
I have literally been a west indian last three years ( yeah.... i still retain my hair and am not that black either and never tried a kingfisher till date....) and yet my hindi is hardly digestible. the beauty is still i manage to mix with northies without too many inhibitions. and atleast at my engg college and at my workplace, i have really strong friends with whom i still keep in touch. opposite poles attract. they say. i am not sure. nor can i claim that it applies to me. and finally i dont care what makes me tick with northies....probably that wd make a separate post by itself, that is if at all i manage to figure out!
well this is for the start. now for the main-course. my bete-noire. computers.
I cant find words to express my feelings for this humble machine. its pretty mixed. at the same time i love to write abt sth which i am sure i will fail miserably . and hence this attempt.
First a basic dose of psychology. we avoid sth mostly becoz we r afraid of it. and we are afraid of sth becoz we dont understand it. this is the case for most things in life.
and so it happened. the first computer of my life came in class VI. that is way back in 1992. a single machine in our school lab. that too i used for playing prince. under the able guidance of my computer teacher. i knew i cud not handle it. i can handle these video game joy sticks much better than these arrow+shift+ctrl+tab+ num lock keys.
then on i have miserably failed attempting fifa, road rash, nfs2, dave and so on.....dont even dare to think abt AoE or Counter strike....on the contrary i guess i completed mario atleast once. BLC was okay. but with these cheat codes i never stood a chance. mine sweeper ws my only accomplishment. beginner level completed in 5 sec. that too purely by chance.
I cant recount the number of times i was left languishing in these languages like fortran, c, c++. the closest i came to understandin a computer language was BASIC. too sidey a language though. i mugged this oops concept just for the sake of placements in engg. and i din have a job even when i passed out from college. actually i just din attend CTS interveiw at college just becoz i was happily enjoying at home and never knew abt it. wat a correlation with computers to start a career....
i dont understand these computer networks, proxies, gateways etc although i have breathing internet and Y!M through these very things. It took a long time to figure out what configuration and pricing wd suit my requirements for a pc. but i guess so far if i had done anything remotely successful, that was getting a decent deal for a pc with a comparable configuration. i still have not attempted all the tools and functions in a MS office package. hope to learn sth before the course finishes. becoz as an MBA, all i am supposed to be is a master of these packages. when ppl talk abt comp stuff, i silently slip away. i cant handle this for sure!
in the first term, we had to learn SAS which is a statistical analysis package. till date, i cannot understand it one bit. watever lil i used of sas was by searching for codes in the internet using google. and that is not the tharikhaa for learning. with the imminent possibility of using SPSS for mktg project, i am completely bowled. the last lecture on spss left me baffling for words. i have decided to ditch tomm's spss class without much fuss.
i have encountered strange problems with blogger.com and orkut. the exp with these codes in blogger for adding features to my page has been a disaster. i am not able to put a hit counter again. and i dont understand these template codes. i wd rather do without these extra features.
learning MIS was a catastrophe in the first term. excessive mugging did not yield dividends ( nor the capital appreciation). i still cant understand the seven layers of communication or diff configs of networks. MIT was better. without any idea of IT, AA in MIT was my lone achievement here as far as acads are concerned. that too GOD'S GRACE.
Having said all that, a life without computers is unimaginable. this morning we din have power. even s i woke up, i tried to start the comp unmindful of all the sweat due to heat in a power cut room. only while putting all the cash flow spreadsheets did i understand the beauty of microsoft excel. mail, yahoo messenger and blogging ( okay orkut also to some extent) has become my staple food. nowadays i get bored at home when i visit madras with no comp to give company ( but anyday i wd prefer curd rice for comp;)
the computing ability of this microprocessor and connecting ability of this internet have been the most impacting phenomenons in the last 100 years. forget thinking abt doing a project without google! not possible. i dont use calculators for calculations, only excel. and winamp? when my comp is on......music is on indefinitely. without computers such seamless connectivity to music wd have been impossible or tedious.
although i amk not tech savvy, the benefits i have reaped from them is beyond debate. I hate computer subjects. I hate IT ( yeah even IT for Income Tax)
so my exp with computers has been mixed. but i guess i have to get even with my cousins. atleast try to become a stud in one computer game. thts a far fetched dream. but that is definitely the project for this summer shd i be in madras for my summers.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Keep it simple
Keeping things simple is the most powerful way of communication.
There is a lot of talk about leadership. and i have had the opportunity to attend the lectures of some leading corporate personalities. the experience however has been most frustrating!
I look at a leader in just one way. he says things to you simple and straight. no fundaes. no jargons. no impression management. unfortunately this is just not the case with ppl whom the society considers leaders. just becoz some guy builds a business of his own and makes profits for his shareholders does not mean leadership. leadership is a quality of the heart. not just the mind.
for ex, Shri. Rahul Bajaj had given us a leadership lecture. all thro the lecture he was talking abt his networking and influence. his communications with PC and other govt bigwigs. to me that is concentrated crap. Achievements in life are something very physical. they shd not be provided as an example / means for conveying leadership abilities.
Modesty is the sign of a leader. a true leader. same case with Shri. Kishore Biyani of pantaloon. he was bruiting abt his own achievements. But I loved the way Shri. R.Gopalakrishnan of TATA Sons spoke during a Pan IIT commitee meet. he was simple, unambiguous, concise and precise in his communication. and he also blasted all those who made tall claims. he was sincere in his views and thoughts.
It takes such a leader to imbibe a culture in a company or in a family.
Recently a guy from equity master.com was giving a lecture. I was astounded by the way he spoke.
This is how he defined corporate governance. When u go to sleep everynight peacefully without a remorse that u had not commited any wrong to anybody and to ur own consciousness, there lies corporate governance. self discipline is corporate governance. as simple as that.
The message was simple and clear. He talked abt values and ethics in daily life. he talked abt u and me. He did not brag the virtues of his company or his achievements so far. he talked from his heart. u cud see it in his eyes. i was impressed. he was not a big shot. but i saw in him the leadership the way i defined it to be.
I wish i cud attend more lectures of that kind.
The only lecture that remains unforgotten are the ones that convey a lot with very less spoken words.
The only speaker who remains unforgotten is the one who when he speaks finds himself among the masses he is speaking to. not as separate from the mass giving crude fundaes to the rest.
At the end of the day it does not matter who is gud at what and who achieved what.
What matters is whether ppl see u as genuine . The trust someone has in you.
There lies my idea of leadership.
There is a lot of talk about leadership. and i have had the opportunity to attend the lectures of some leading corporate personalities. the experience however has been most frustrating!
I look at a leader in just one way. he says things to you simple and straight. no fundaes. no jargons. no impression management. unfortunately this is just not the case with ppl whom the society considers leaders. just becoz some guy builds a business of his own and makes profits for his shareholders does not mean leadership. leadership is a quality of the heart. not just the mind.
for ex, Shri. Rahul Bajaj had given us a leadership lecture. all thro the lecture he was talking abt his networking and influence. his communications with PC and other govt bigwigs. to me that is concentrated crap. Achievements in life are something very physical. they shd not be provided as an example / means for conveying leadership abilities.
Modesty is the sign of a leader. a true leader. same case with Shri. Kishore Biyani of pantaloon. he was bruiting abt his own achievements. But I loved the way Shri. R.Gopalakrishnan of TATA Sons spoke during a Pan IIT commitee meet. he was simple, unambiguous, concise and precise in his communication. and he also blasted all those who made tall claims. he was sincere in his views and thoughts.
It takes such a leader to imbibe a culture in a company or in a family.
Recently a guy from equity master.com was giving a lecture. I was astounded by the way he spoke.
This is how he defined corporate governance. When u go to sleep everynight peacefully without a remorse that u had not commited any wrong to anybody and to ur own consciousness, there lies corporate governance. self discipline is corporate governance. as simple as that.
The message was simple and clear. He talked abt values and ethics in daily life. he talked abt u and me. He did not brag the virtues of his company or his achievements so far. he talked from his heart. u cud see it in his eyes. i was impressed. he was not a big shot. but i saw in him the leadership the way i defined it to be.
I wish i cud attend more lectures of that kind.
The only lecture that remains unforgotten are the ones that convey a lot with very less spoken words.
The only speaker who remains unforgotten is the one who when he speaks finds himself among the masses he is speaking to. not as separate from the mass giving crude fundaes to the rest.
At the end of the day it does not matter who is gud at what and who achieved what.
What matters is whether ppl see u as genuine . The trust someone has in you.
There lies my idea of leadership.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Why mugging isnt all that BAD.............
I have just made a statement. i bet anyone wd love to hang me for this.
All my life I have been committed to waging a never ending battle against mugging.
and now a sudden change of heart. why? that too after a real torture last 3 days trying to mug the legal aspects of business, i shd never have made this statement. but i still do.
lets define the field of industry for this mugging. perhaps that will help present the real picture of what mugging is all about....
what is it that ppl hate abt mugging....the transfer of contents from book to brain....without any wherewithal to understand and assimilate the info that is under transfer.
right. i agree. fully agree. but is it possible for any of us to survive without a bit of mugging in life. i bet no. i am ready for a debate.
we start our life by mugging A,B,C....Z. the first 11 ( 0 to 10) numbers in mathematics. the maths tables. ppl wd say we understand math tables. i say no. first u mug. no point if u dont mug, u cant do calculations in mind everytime when urgency is reqd. the school history civics stuff we do....we unknowingly mug. but then that becomes our knowledge base. how many disagree with this?
once i tried teaching the math tables logically to my sis anusha when she was in 4th i guess. i was in my engg 2nd yr i guess. i taught her innovative methods of generating tables on her own. sudha chithi trusted me that i will fetch her a gud grade in maths.
i ws shocked. my sis got 48/100. after my teaching. i knew for sure she was a smart kid. that i had a real problem communicating things to her. the day before, i taught her all these eng grammar stuff etc, and she scored some 46/50. so there was a problem. she told me that she got confused with my method of generating tables. she cud have mugged as well. and for the first time in my life, i was actually responsible for pulling down the performance of a decent student, with my psycho teaching methods. does not work everywhere.
even the guys who prepare for CAT, mug all the squares upto 50 or 100. mug all fractions from 1/2 to 1/30....so that they deploy them directly in the test.
what about greatest of engineers mugging lot of basic formulae. wd u want to get even a basic formulae from a text everytime? how many texts will u carry wherever u go? will ur google be always with u?
lemme take the legal aspects of business (LAB) course. mugging was painful. agreed. to give an idea....here goes the typical definition of a consideration in the legal context:
when at the desire of the promisor, the promisee or any other person, has acted or abstained from doing anything, acts or abstains from doing anything, or promises to act or abstain from doing anything, such an act or abstinence or promise is said to be a consideration....
sucks isn't it??
i remembered all my school days as i set out mugging the whole stuff. whats worse, in legal parlance, there is so much complication that makes all teh more painful to actually memorise.
but frankly my feeling is there is a positive fallout of mugging. u retain some info atleast when u r forced to mug. i doubt if i had an open book exam on LAB, i wd never have actually read the stuff. just blind copying the text. agreed, focus shd be on application to practical cases. but it pays to actually remember these definitions....not everytime will u need a book to get back to analyse things u read in newspapers....like those ambani episodes had a lot to do with company law and MoA, AoA etc....when u remember stuff, it will gud studying those articles in dailies and mags. everytime u wanna apply, u must not be searching for a book....theres a limit. but u have ur own discretion of what actually pays and what does not....and mug accordingly....discipline comes the hard way. Newton's first law. every body remains in its state of inertia or of uniform motion unless it is acted upon by an external impressed force. hey! i mugged it well in my class 11. now tell me if some one asks u this law and u say i dont remember....it will sound funny. yet another thing why u shd remember it in the first place. but i hv just given the reason. mu mugging helped me use the law in this blog......well this is just in a lighter vein............
we mug slokas. okay sometimes thro listening to cassetes and all. ultimately we mug. but when do we feel the slokas? when we recite it ourselves. and feel it in the mind. and every time we utter a sloka, we simultaneously consume and contemplate the meaning of the sloka.
and the cine songs. ppl search for lyrics and mug. why? is it not painful then? hehehe i do it all the time.......
agree u hv to understand things. thats taken for granted. but still mugging helps.....we store info on the hard disk rather than on a pen drive when we require the info frequently. is not mugging talking in a similar vein?
and these great quiz crackers? okay these guys accumulate info gradually. but they do mug. can u understand that Nuku Alofa is the capital of Tonga? u mug. as simple as that.
mugging is not easy. but it is not so detestable.
not everyone thinks so. for those who disagree, when was the last time u mugged without any external impetus???? just becoz it was going to pay u....think....
All my life I have been committed to waging a never ending battle against mugging.
and now a sudden change of heart. why? that too after a real torture last 3 days trying to mug the legal aspects of business, i shd never have made this statement. but i still do.
lets define the field of industry for this mugging. perhaps that will help present the real picture of what mugging is all about....
what is it that ppl hate abt mugging....the transfer of contents from book to brain....without any wherewithal to understand and assimilate the info that is under transfer.
right. i agree. fully agree. but is it possible for any of us to survive without a bit of mugging in life. i bet no. i am ready for a debate.
we start our life by mugging A,B,C....Z. the first 11 ( 0 to 10) numbers in mathematics. the maths tables. ppl wd say we understand math tables. i say no. first u mug. no point if u dont mug, u cant do calculations in mind everytime when urgency is reqd. the school history civics stuff we do....we unknowingly mug. but then that becomes our knowledge base. how many disagree with this?
once i tried teaching the math tables logically to my sis anusha when she was in 4th i guess. i was in my engg 2nd yr i guess. i taught her innovative methods of generating tables on her own. sudha chithi trusted me that i will fetch her a gud grade in maths.
i ws shocked. my sis got 48/100. after my teaching. i knew for sure she was a smart kid. that i had a real problem communicating things to her. the day before, i taught her all these eng grammar stuff etc, and she scored some 46/50. so there was a problem. she told me that she got confused with my method of generating tables. she cud have mugged as well. and for the first time in my life, i was actually responsible for pulling down the performance of a decent student, with my psycho teaching methods. does not work everywhere.
even the guys who prepare for CAT, mug all the squares upto 50 or 100. mug all fractions from 1/2 to 1/30....so that they deploy them directly in the test.
what about greatest of engineers mugging lot of basic formulae. wd u want to get even a basic formulae from a text everytime? how many texts will u carry wherever u go? will ur google be always with u?
lemme take the legal aspects of business (LAB) course. mugging was painful. agreed. to give an idea....here goes the typical definition of a consideration in the legal context:
when at the desire of the promisor, the promisee or any other person, has acted or abstained from doing anything, acts or abstains from doing anything, or promises to act or abstain from doing anything, such an act or abstinence or promise is said to be a consideration....
sucks isn't it??
i remembered all my school days as i set out mugging the whole stuff. whats worse, in legal parlance, there is so much complication that makes all teh more painful to actually memorise.
but frankly my feeling is there is a positive fallout of mugging. u retain some info atleast when u r forced to mug. i doubt if i had an open book exam on LAB, i wd never have actually read the stuff. just blind copying the text. agreed, focus shd be on application to practical cases. but it pays to actually remember these definitions....not everytime will u need a book to get back to analyse things u read in newspapers....like those ambani episodes had a lot to do with company law and MoA, AoA etc....when u remember stuff, it will gud studying those articles in dailies and mags. everytime u wanna apply, u must not be searching for a book....theres a limit. but u have ur own discretion of what actually pays and what does not....and mug accordingly....discipline comes the hard way. Newton's first law. every body remains in its state of inertia or of uniform motion unless it is acted upon by an external impressed force. hey! i mugged it well in my class 11. now tell me if some one asks u this law and u say i dont remember....it will sound funny. yet another thing why u shd remember it in the first place. but i hv just given the reason. mu mugging helped me use the law in this blog......well this is just in a lighter vein............
we mug slokas. okay sometimes thro listening to cassetes and all. ultimately we mug. but when do we feel the slokas? when we recite it ourselves. and feel it in the mind. and every time we utter a sloka, we simultaneously consume and contemplate the meaning of the sloka.
and the cine songs. ppl search for lyrics and mug. why? is it not painful then? hehehe i do it all the time.......
agree u hv to understand things. thats taken for granted. but still mugging helps.....we store info on the hard disk rather than on a pen drive when we require the info frequently. is not mugging talking in a similar vein?
and these great quiz crackers? okay these guys accumulate info gradually. but they do mug. can u understand that Nuku Alofa is the capital of Tonga? u mug. as simple as that.
mugging is not easy. but it is not so detestable.
not everyone thinks so. for those who disagree, when was the last time u mugged without any external impetus???? just becoz it was going to pay u....think....
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