After a long time I am visitng my dormant blog.
I wonder if bloggers come to see if any I made any 'Hulchul'.
I didn't get time to a great extent and also true I had little to reflect on the 'Hulchul' happening around my life.
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Sunday, September 12, 2004
Isn't it a wonder
Isn’t it a wonder?
Finally I have some time today to spurt on my blog :)
I have been thinking, while my blog was quiet, waiting for me to fill in.
It has been long, last post was on Monday, August 23, 2004 … whew that’s a really long break from blogging. Anyways, I am back and blogging :).
As a kid I was very curious and always playing the “why and how” game that I guess every one does. In the process I discovered many things, although at that time I had little understanding of what exactly I was up to, and not to mention I caused a lot of trouble to my parents but I know they love me.
I recollect as a kid, I got hold of a caterpillar roving in my garden. It was very beautiful all black with red, white and yellow dots all over it and two beautiful black antennas two in the front and two at the rear. It was about and inch and a half long and must have been slightly less than a centimeter thick, it was big as far as the size for a caterpillar, that as a kid I could have imagined.
It was harmless. When it moved on my hand I had a tingling feeling when its thoracic legs and the abdominal legs clung on my hand, it was very soft, like silk. I picked it up and brought it inside my home. I prepared a home for it using a shoe box. I gave to it the leaves of the plant on which I found it feeding. I had read in the school text books that a caterpillar turns into a cocoon and then in to a beautiful butterfly. Now I was about to experience the same in real life. It was very exciting. I love my Mom and Dad they never said no to what I was doing :).
Days passed by I kept feeding the little thing with plucked leaves from my garden. I played with it, allowing it to explore on my arms, enjoying the tingling feeling it gave. The time came, one fine day I saw it weaving the cocoon! It was a sight to behold. Using its spinneret it was spitting a sticky liquid and then weaving a cocoon around it. The day it happened I watched it for hours and my mom was really angry as I was not studying, but I was happy as I was experiencing something different, I was extremely excited, and I know she too was pretty enchanted by the experiment. Finally it made the cocoon in 2 days. The silky black skin was shed before it entered into the cocoon. The cocoon had a hard shell unlike the silky touch of its past life.
It was still, no movements, I wondered if it was still alive. The next day I dared to pick it up in my hand and to my astonishment that thing wriggled in my hands! It was an amazing feeling, to feel a budding life in my own hands. I could see it now filled with some liquid and white grainy matter towards the translucent front end of it. I was taken aback by the metamorphosis process. Once a caterpillar, it was now trapped inside a hard shell and the whole body turned into liquid and some white lumps.
I could feel the thing move inside the cocoon, but I had no idea what it was. It was no more a caterpillar and it was definitely not a butterfly. It was awe-inspiring. I had a feeling of pride flaunting it to whoever came to my home. It was a different! I kept a careful watch on it all the days, the liquid inside kept getting dense as the time passed, one fine day it broke open the shell and came out. I was unfortunate not to see this happen as I was in the school at that time.
When I came home I heard something flapping inside the little shoe box. I knew my efforts had fructified and I was very excited. I opened the box very carefully so as not to frighten the little life and before I could see the fruits of my labour, it flew out of the box and sat on the ceiling of my room. I was overjoyed but for a moment. It failed my expectations badly. It turned out to be a large Moth instead of a fascinating Butterfly in myriad colors that I had imagined it to be.
Nevertheless even today when I am writing this I am filled with excitement about the rendezvous I had with “Life”.
The sheer thought of being aware of the existence of our life is mesmerizing.
One powerful thought – “It’s a great feeling to feel the life itself”.
Finally I have some time today to spurt on my blog :)
I have been thinking, while my blog was quiet, waiting for me to fill in.
It has been long, last post was on Monday, August 23, 2004 … whew that’s a really long break from blogging. Anyways, I am back and blogging :).
As a kid I was very curious and always playing the “why and how” game that I guess every one does. In the process I discovered many things, although at that time I had little understanding of what exactly I was up to, and not to mention I caused a lot of trouble to my parents but I know they love me.
I recollect as a kid, I got hold of a caterpillar roving in my garden. It was very beautiful all black with red, white and yellow dots all over it and two beautiful black antennas two in the front and two at the rear. It was about and inch and a half long and must have been slightly less than a centimeter thick, it was big as far as the size for a caterpillar, that as a kid I could have imagined.
It was harmless. When it moved on my hand I had a tingling feeling when its thoracic legs and the abdominal legs clung on my hand, it was very soft, like silk. I picked it up and brought it inside my home. I prepared a home for it using a shoe box. I gave to it the leaves of the plant on which I found it feeding. I had read in the school text books that a caterpillar turns into a cocoon and then in to a beautiful butterfly. Now I was about to experience the same in real life. It was very exciting. I love my Mom and Dad they never said no to what I was doing :).
Days passed by I kept feeding the little thing with plucked leaves from my garden. I played with it, allowing it to explore on my arms, enjoying the tingling feeling it gave. The time came, one fine day I saw it weaving the cocoon! It was a sight to behold. Using its spinneret it was spitting a sticky liquid and then weaving a cocoon around it. The day it happened I watched it for hours and my mom was really angry as I was not studying, but I was happy as I was experiencing something different, I was extremely excited, and I know she too was pretty enchanted by the experiment. Finally it made the cocoon in 2 days. The silky black skin was shed before it entered into the cocoon. The cocoon had a hard shell unlike the silky touch of its past life.
It was still, no movements, I wondered if it was still alive. The next day I dared to pick it up in my hand and to my astonishment that thing wriggled in my hands! It was an amazing feeling, to feel a budding life in my own hands. I could see it now filled with some liquid and white grainy matter towards the translucent front end of it. I was taken aback by the metamorphosis process. Once a caterpillar, it was now trapped inside a hard shell and the whole body turned into liquid and some white lumps.
I could feel the thing move inside the cocoon, but I had no idea what it was. It was no more a caterpillar and it was definitely not a butterfly. It was awe-inspiring. I had a feeling of pride flaunting it to whoever came to my home. It was a different! I kept a careful watch on it all the days, the liquid inside kept getting dense as the time passed, one fine day it broke open the shell and came out. I was unfortunate not to see this happen as I was in the school at that time.
When I came home I heard something flapping inside the little shoe box. I knew my efforts had fructified and I was very excited. I opened the box very carefully so as not to frighten the little life and before I could see the fruits of my labour, it flew out of the box and sat on the ceiling of my room. I was overjoyed but for a moment. It failed my expectations badly. It turned out to be a large Moth instead of a fascinating Butterfly in myriad colors that I had imagined it to be.
Nevertheless even today when I am writing this I am filled with excitement about the rendezvous I had with “Life”.
The sheer thought of being aware of the existence of our life is mesmerizing.
One powerful thought – “It’s a great feeling to feel the life itself”.
Monday, August 30, 2004
424
I'm not getting enuff time lately to update my blog :(
Will fill in JIT some time soon :) .. keep blogging though.. :)
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An IT HR Manager talking to a prospective employee "Santa Singh" ...
HR Manager: Choose any figure between 5 and 6 lacs as your salary package.
After a minute of silence...
Santa Singh: Ummm .. I choose 5.5 lacs
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'Njoy.
Will fill in JIT some time soon :) .. keep blogging though.. :)
====
An IT HR Manager talking to a prospective employee "Santa Singh" ...
HR Manager: Choose any figure between 5 and 6 lacs as your salary package.
After a minute of silence...
Santa Singh: Ummm .. I choose 5.5 lacs
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'Njoy.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
Commuting Comfortably
I come to office by the shuttle bus service provided by my company. It’s a small 14 seated, Tempo Traveler kind of vehicle. It is normally a very short journey. It takes around 20 minutes to reach office.
It has been happening recently, by chance, that I am having the pleasure of occupying a seat next to a gentleman in his 40s, I guess.
In effect I am the victim of this whole thing and unfortunately I board the bus at the last pickup point and it seems every one else is aware of his demeanor and the only place, in the bus, left for me is next to this gentleman [LOL].
Following is a snapshot of what this gentle man does.
This gentleman hopes to make full use of his time in the bus so he brings with him his News Paper, typically The Hindu. The Hindu is definitely a nice paper, but this gentleman, I doubt. Throughout his, although short, twenty minute, journey to office he will keep turning leaves of the News Paper, around 3.5 feet by 2.5 feet in size, and in the process he will keep brushing his shoulders against, poking people on his either sides by his elbow and keep adjusting himself so as to position the paper in a readable position. To worsen the situation if he doesn’t get enough room to turn the leaves he will grunt and make low sounds.
This is causing discomfort to whomsoever sitting on his either sides. He does not notice or fails to notice or does not want to notice is beyond my comprehension.
God save us from such commuters.
It has been happening recently, by chance, that I am having the pleasure of occupying a seat next to a gentleman in his 40s, I guess.
In effect I am the victim of this whole thing and unfortunately I board the bus at the last pickup point and it seems every one else is aware of his demeanor and the only place, in the bus, left for me is next to this gentleman [LOL].
Following is a snapshot of what this gentle man does.
This gentleman hopes to make full use of his time in the bus so he brings with him his News Paper, typically The Hindu. The Hindu is definitely a nice paper, but this gentleman, I doubt. Throughout his, although short, twenty minute, journey to office he will keep turning leaves of the News Paper, around 3.5 feet by 2.5 feet in size, and in the process he will keep brushing his shoulders against, poking people on his either sides by his elbow and keep adjusting himself so as to position the paper in a readable position. To worsen the situation if he doesn’t get enough room to turn the leaves he will grunt and make low sounds.
This is causing discomfort to whomsoever sitting on his either sides. He does not notice or fails to notice or does not want to notice is beyond my comprehension.
God save us from such commuters.
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Proud to be an Indian?
Proud to be an Indian?
Think it all over again … don’t confuse between patriotism and pride!!!!
Patriotism: Love of country and willingness to sacrifice for it
Pride: Satisfaction with your (or another's) achievements
India has hugely failed as far as growth and development efforts are concerned!
It’s a shame that even after 57 Years of independence India is not a developed nation!
Can there be any reasons to justify that a country cannot develop in 57 years?
Leave aside the IT boom and a couple of millions savoring its fruits, real India is still in the villages and rural areas.
It pains to say that the heart of India still suffers even after 57 years of independence.
Here are some facts to feast your eyes:
- Out of every Re. 1/- the government spends for development mere 12 paise reaches the common man
- Every MLA gets Rs 2 Crore for the development of its constituency every year, where the money goes?
- Every one out of 3 Indians do not have access to safe drinking water
- Even if we adhere to “Hum do hamare do” Indian population will exceed that of china by 2010
- Current Indian Electrical production is short of 100000 MW of electricity
These are just a few pointers to the deteriorating Indian system. It is really hard to envisage a solution to the problems that India is facing in immediate future. The intricate and rotten web of Indian system is devouring India, slowly.
Just like another Indian, I hope things to change.
Think it all over again … don’t confuse between patriotism and pride!!!!
Patriotism: Love of country and willingness to sacrifice for it
Pride: Satisfaction with your (or another's) achievements
India has hugely failed as far as growth and development efforts are concerned!
It’s a shame that even after 57 Years of independence India is not a developed nation!
Can there be any reasons to justify that a country cannot develop in 57 years?
Leave aside the IT boom and a couple of millions savoring its fruits, real India is still in the villages and rural areas.
It pains to say that the heart of India still suffers even after 57 years of independence.
Here are some facts to feast your eyes:
- Out of every Re. 1/- the government spends for development mere 12 paise reaches the common man
- Every MLA gets Rs 2 Crore for the development of its constituency every year, where the money goes?
- Every one out of 3 Indians do not have access to safe drinking water
- Even if we adhere to “Hum do hamare do” Indian population will exceed that of china by 2010
- Current Indian Electrical production is short of 100000 MW of electricity
These are just a few pointers to the deteriorating Indian system. It is really hard to envisage a solution to the problems that India is facing in immediate future. The intricate and rotten web of Indian system is devouring India, slowly.
Just like another Indian, I hope things to change.
Monday, August 09, 2004
Consumerism @ India
Consumerism: “A movement advocating greater protection of the interests of consumers.”
In Indian context the word doesn’t carry much weight. The typical attitude of an Indian shopkeeper is like, once he gets the money whatever happens to the buyer he gives a damn. Let the consumer suffer whatever he is destined for. There have been several incidents where such an attitude has been consistently noticed, I am citing just one in this blog.
I bought a Study table last weekend from a Godrej showroom. It appealed to us and because it was in our budget so we immediately placed an order for it. In an hour the study table was delivered to our home. We were happy.
While we were deciding on where to place the table, I noticed a Godrej sticker on one of the edges of the bookshelf attached to the table. When I peeled it off, to my surprise there was a patch! Almost one square inch of the wood was chipped off and another wood chip was glued on to it externally.
This was really upsetting.
I immediately reverted to the Godrej showroom and apprized them of the situation. The manager at the show room said they were not aware of such a defect and they said that a replacement will happen but it will take another 3 weeks!
I was shocked to hear the time line for replacement. When I asked for the deal to be revoked and amount to be refunded the Guy said to me:
“You can continue to use the commodity and you can ‘Trust’ us for a replacement as soon as the stock arrives.”
See this guys audacity he is requesting me to have ‘Trust’ on him when in the first place he betrayed me.
Can it happen that, they failed to notice the “one inch” wood chipped off the study table and to hide the defect, they did not stuck a Godrej sticker on it?
In a normal situation the buyer will ignore the sticker considering it “Godrej Brand” label unaware of what was under it.
Eventually I had to accept his proposition. I had no choice! I had already paid for it!
Although I have the study table at my home now and it is serving our purpose but the whole episode was upsetting.
Consider this, you buy something new with a lot of wanting and then you find a scar on your object of desire, doesn’t it feel awful?
I am definitely going to raise this issue to Godrej management, unless the study table is replaced in their suggested 3 weeks time.
Moral of the Incident:
Its time now that consumer of India should realize that they have to be taken seriously by the vendors and the business community. They should not hesitate to raise the concerns and fight for the value of their hard earned money.
In Indian context the word doesn’t carry much weight. The typical attitude of an Indian shopkeeper is like, once he gets the money whatever happens to the buyer he gives a damn. Let the consumer suffer whatever he is destined for. There have been several incidents where such an attitude has been consistently noticed, I am citing just one in this blog.
I bought a Study table last weekend from a Godrej showroom. It appealed to us and because it was in our budget so we immediately placed an order for it. In an hour the study table was delivered to our home. We were happy.
While we were deciding on where to place the table, I noticed a Godrej sticker on one of the edges of the bookshelf attached to the table. When I peeled it off, to my surprise there was a patch! Almost one square inch of the wood was chipped off and another wood chip was glued on to it externally.
This was really upsetting.
I immediately reverted to the Godrej showroom and apprized them of the situation. The manager at the show room said they were not aware of such a defect and they said that a replacement will happen but it will take another 3 weeks!
I was shocked to hear the time line for replacement. When I asked for the deal to be revoked and amount to be refunded the Guy said to me:
“You can continue to use the commodity and you can ‘Trust’ us for a replacement as soon as the stock arrives.”
See this guys audacity he is requesting me to have ‘Trust’ on him when in the first place he betrayed me.
Can it happen that, they failed to notice the “one inch” wood chipped off the study table and to hide the defect, they did not stuck a Godrej sticker on it?
In a normal situation the buyer will ignore the sticker considering it “Godrej Brand” label unaware of what was under it.
Eventually I had to accept his proposition. I had no choice! I had already paid for it!
Although I have the study table at my home now and it is serving our purpose but the whole episode was upsetting.
Consider this, you buy something new with a lot of wanting and then you find a scar on your object of desire, doesn’t it feel awful?
I am definitely going to raise this issue to Godrej management, unless the study table is replaced in their suggested 3 weeks time.
Moral of the Incident:
Its time now that consumer of India should realize that they have to be taken seriously by the vendors and the business community. They should not hesitate to raise the concerns and fight for the value of their hard earned money.
Tuesday, August 03, 2004
Muskuraiye ki aap Lucknow mein hain
Lucknow, the capital of Uttar Pradesh, is a great place.
It has some charisma inherent in its culture and in the way people live their life. The "Tehzeeb" of Lucknow and the famous words from Lucknow "Pehle Aap!" are known to everyone. In essence it reflects the gentle and suave ways of people who stay there.
A great joke goes around about “Pehle Aap” phenomenon in Lucknow:
“A Begum in Lucknow got pregnant and to every ones surprise, the kids were not borne for 4 years!!!! On consulting the doctor’s and on doing MRI scans it was found that there were twin ‘Nawab’ kids saying ‘Pehle aap’ to each other”.
Rightly informed by a friend from Lucknow @ “Confusing Musings”:
“Lucknow hum per fida, Hum Fida-ai-Lucknow
Kismein hai dum itna, Jo Humsey Chhudwai Lucknow”
Also
“You can take a person out of Lucknow,
but can't take Lucknow out of that person :)”
One want's it or not, the spirit of Lucknow lives in every person from Lucknow.
It has some charisma inherent in its culture and in the way people live their life. The "Tehzeeb" of Lucknow and the famous words from Lucknow "Pehle Aap!" are known to everyone. In essence it reflects the gentle and suave ways of people who stay there.
A great joke goes around about “Pehle Aap” phenomenon in Lucknow:
“A Begum in Lucknow got pregnant and to every ones surprise, the kids were not borne for 4 years!!!! On consulting the doctor’s and on doing MRI scans it was found that there were twin ‘Nawab’ kids saying ‘Pehle aap’ to each other”.
Rightly informed by a friend from Lucknow @ “Confusing Musings”:
“Lucknow hum per fida, Hum Fida-ai-Lucknow
Kismein hai dum itna, Jo Humsey Chhudwai Lucknow”
Also
“You can take a person out of Lucknow,
but can't take Lucknow out of that person :)”
One want's it or not, the spirit of Lucknow lives in every person from Lucknow.
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