FIRST CLASS SE KHAALI GLASS!!!

It all started the day I finished graduation and tears rolling out of amma's eyes when she got to know  my engineering results online at 9 pm.I was acting Mr.Cool till 9 pm like I always did the day of results till 12th STD as my thaatha (grandpa) being committee member of school I was studying managed to get the results 3-4 hours in advance. But that day was different because I was already declared close to porampoku ( Tamil gaali..waste land that cant be used for cultivation) since I failed to get a job in campus interviews due to insufficient cut-off needed to participate. And anything less than 60  was enough to officially declare me udhavaagarai(yet another tamil gaali...meaning good for nothing) now. Also to give boost to their frustrations I had been to 10 days manali trip skipping the Satyam campus interviews before the result day.

The website was slow as usual and  internet explorer looked like a giant white "black hole" sucking list of company names one by one my parents had dreamt I shall be working with.  So the page finally rendered and I have cleared the first hurdle i.e. passed with no K.T. . But this was not area of concern for my parents as they were of opinion its better to get a KT than to pass less than first class.

But indeed a miracle happened that night. YES!!! I GOT FIRST CLASS 62%. 

8 semesters passed ..4 years had gone and this was the first and will be the last time I crossed 60% in my engineering career. Mum was happy and crying with joy. Now she has an answer at last a point  to blabber during her routine temple visits in response to Laxmi maami's praises about her son.

The next day started well with happiness and praises around,  thanking lord for his kindness , sharing news that I am now a certified engineer with a first class though my overall aggregate of all 8 semesters is 59 % . 

But then at evening 6 pm a storm uprooted  peace and joy in my family taking the form of Laxmi maami. She looked like "Ikchaadari Naagin" a serpent taking a human form and poisons my amma's happiness  . Her son got placed in Infosys and he managed to score a distinction in his final  semester. It felt like 1000 tsunamis hitting me at once and it was that moment I realized its gonna be tough road ahead. I am yet to see more frustrating days, sleepless nights and fights and tantrums. The happiness of  scoring a first class short-lived  when some XYZ got a job in Infosys with a distinction.

It took few years for me to finally realize that its totally upon us to stay happy with what you have achieved in life than to bother if someone has more in life or is better than you.

My race and struggle was with myself. To achieve and make my parents believe that I am capable of scoring a first class and not to score or get a better job than Laxmi's son.

But this day was just start of toughest journey of my life and I was not yet aware of destination.

Where does my happiness lies in?

a)  Is it  to get a JOB 

      or

 b)  Is it to get a better JOB than XYZ

And then I chose b) which turned my life hell for next few years.

                                                                                                   TO BE CONTINUED..........

Kahaan hai mere Bhagwan-

Woh kehte hai insaan pathar hai,
Daya ki umeed na karna,
Woh pathar ko pujte hai bandh shivalay mein,
Daya ki murthi kehte hai bhagwan.

Yahaan har mazhab ka insaan hai,
Yahaan har dharm ka bhagwan
hai,
Yahaan dharm insaan ka pehchaan hai,
Yahaan mazhab ka shaitan uska
bhagwan hai.

Na mandir Na masjid Na gurudware Na girijaghar,
Bachon ke muskaan mein dekhein,
Kisi mazdoor ki thakaan mein hain,
Har garib ki lachaari mein dekhein,
Dhanvaan ki Daya mein hain,
Ek sipahi ki dilleri mein dekhein,
Sagar ki lehron mein hain.

Har insaan uske karm mein hai,
Har insaan uske parikshram mein hai,
Har insaan uske wajood mein hai,
Har insaan uske vyatha mein hai,
Har insaan uske sangarsh mein hai,
Yeah mere allah ram hai,
Yeah mere waheguru balram hai,
Yeah mere yesu shyam hai,
Yeah mere bhagwaan hai..

RANDOM.......

Lost In Futile Emotion....
With a Broken Heart....

Unfulfilled desires pricking me ...
Keeping awake all day...
Nothing seems to be Happy Path...
With Lost Focus and Unstable mind...
Every Event in my Life making circles...
Revisiting the Time we spent....
Long Chats we used to have...
Promises we agreed to...
Of holding each other when in crisis...
Little did i knew ...
Promises are meant to be broken...
Striving my way to Move on...
But there arrives moments...
Which gives me a flash of you...
Just making me realize that

Lost In Futile Emotion....

With a Broken Heart....

.TUNNEL VISION....

I see light at end of the tunnel,
hope its not an illusion,
crawling through the dark passage..
with bruises all over, and body in pain..
The path is as dark swallowing my shadow..
with silence around feels like trapped in gallows..
Its better to die fighting forever..
than live in fear or belief disappear..
I see light at end of the tunnel,
The rays that keeps me going all day..

PING..PING...MIND

Every beat of my heart sounds of flutter ..
mind is silent with no words to explain ..
oscillating hither and thither blindly listening to inner voices ..
In search of my lost soul hoping to reunite some day..

What if....??????

What if I was a fish,
I wud swim all my life,
until one day I wud be caught by a fisherman or swallowed by a shark

What if I was a kite,
I wud fly all day steering the sky,
until one day I wud bite the dust when cut away from the string,

What if I was a flower new bloom,
I wud smile at bees and welcome sunshine,
until one day I wud fade away with no aroma and no butterflies around,

What if I was a shooting star,
I wud shine all night and world gazing at me,
until one day I wud disintegrate falling down the sky

What if there was no "if" in my life
then "life" wud be incomplete {spelling wud be le}
with no milestones to achieve and missions to accomplish,
with no tasks to perform and goals to chase,
until one day death conquers life too late to think "what if....?".

Its Demo-Crazy!!!! Spooof of Democracy!!!

Its Friday,the 12th mahashivratri day, festival celebrated worshiping Lord Shiva who used to destroy all devils and evil forces but now there are devils in form of politicians ruling our land imposing orders on us in the name of democracy.
We are made to apologize for no reasons , we are made to speak,watch movies,watch cricket,listen music,study languages, celebrate festivals as per their choice.
It was BOMBAY when I was born,but now its MUMBAI.
It was V.T when I first traveled by train, but now its C.S.T.
Today it was reported that Shahid Azmi, lawyer to 26/11 accused was shot dead.
Now the report says this guy represented several criminals in his career the one accussed in Malegaon Blasts,Mulund Blasts, Ghatkopar Blasts, and several cases.
He is hot favourite among militant groups like Lashkar-e-Toiba.
This guy has served few years in Tihar Jail where he finished law and started his career.
Now the politicians at one hand doesn't allow an actor of SRK's caliber to promote arts,games,etc in Pakistan but a lawyer having a criminal background is allowed to finish law and use the profession to support terrorists from there.
When we apply for a job,passport,degree we are made to undergo several background checks,family background,employee history in previous firm etc and our life becomes difficult even if we have a single record of law-breaking but people like Azmi
manage to get a white collar job of a lawyer even after spending years in jail.

So Mr.Politician your frequent bandhs,rasta rokos,rail rokos have caused no good but harm to people of our own state,policemen of Mumbai having sleepless nights protecting a theater with no audience in it.

While rest of world might be watching MNIK on weekend but thanks to your efforts on weekdays we Mumbaikars, we Maratahi Manoos are deprived of the same. The movie will lose it fizz in a week and Pirated Copies will be available in market which people will buy/download/distribute. BTW Pakistan,Dubai etc has a big role to play for piracy in India. So you ended up supporting Pakistan.

I hope you could spare time this busy week making a plan to spoil Valentine's Day as all these years you people were active on this day of the month.

Thanks for spoiling a Mumbaikar's weekend.
All I can say is Freedom of Speech is a Myth!!!!

SleEPy ThOughTs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Its Saturday night ,3 am and everybody around me have fallen asleep including the mosquitoes who are now tired tasting my O+ve blood. Mosquitoes have grown intelligent over the years as they have got an idea that am a universal donor. BLOOOD SUCKERSSS!!!!!!!!!
I had nothing to do so opened my laptop and just decided to pour in my thoughts and maintain a soft copy of the same.
Often this thought crosses my mind what if I had not been in IT field?What If not an Engineer ?If I ask my parents they no doubt will answer I would be like another furniture at home which wont serve any purpose.
We always want to do something in life, something different from others , different from people around us but due to family pressure especially in an orthodox middle-class family where every nanosecond is judged by a calendar whether its an auspicious time or Mr.Rahu /Mr.Ketu /Mr. Shani / Mr.Yem is busy spoiling our work. These four characters are the most busiest in my life keeping a watch on me and easily held responsible if things go bad or fail.
What if such orthodox people enter IT field?
What if such people enter the Management?

The client interactions will be based on Panchangam(A calendar at my home which lists auspicious & bad timings in a day) . So if a conference call happens between an IT company and Client the scenario might be like this :
All Characters and events in the scenario are purely fictitious. Any resemblance with either dead or living is purely co-incidental.

Mr. PanjabaKeshan Iyer (project manager) : Mr.Roger, We will be going ahead with the developments but today is Ekadasi, so its not a good day to start.

Mr. Roger (Client): When can u deliver the product for testing?

Mr. PanjabaKeshan Iyer (project manager) : Soon Saar, Will mail u the timelines tomorrow at 6.22 AM as its auspicious time of the day. Our developer Mr. Ramalingam will be performing special archana for the product's long life.

Mr Roger (frustrated) : Please mail me the timelines ASAP !!!!!!!!!!!

the timelines content may be :

Its a 1 day work but since all the developments will be done only during SUBHAMUGURTHA NERAM (auspicious time) after proper GANGA SNANAM (holy bath ) and chanting prayers the total time estimate will be 5 days. As there is a ECLIPSE in between ,strictly on developments will be done that day as the product is more prone to bugs especially when the eclipse happens.



20/07/2009 10 Am To 11 Am Facing east
2 Pm To 4 Pm Facing north

21/07/2009 11.30 Am To 11.45 Am Facing west
3 Pm To 6 Pm Facing south


22/07/2009 Solar Eclipse. No developments this day

23/07/2009 A thursday. Not considered good for fresh developments.We
will Test the existing developments and send a status report
at 5.30 AM.Please perform an archana at your place before
going through the report.

24/07/2009 An auspicipious day. All the major and new developments will
be done this day and the product will be available for testing
before sunset.


Mr. Roger opens up the mail of timelines and fuming with anger calls up the Project Manager and curses himself for getting affiliated with such an IT company.
This was the last thing he would have expected from the project manager who had put in a voice alert:

“Hi.I am PanjabaKeshan Iyer. Please call tomorrow before 9 AM as its Saturday and the company staff will be busy in NAVAGRAHA PUJA.” after 9 AM.

Mr.Roger feels defeated and calls off the project . The IT management makes a study for the cause of failure and the blames Project Lead Mr.Narayana Shastri for sneezing once during drafting timelines email as it is considered as a sign of evil to sneeze just once and then stop .

The scenario ends here .

We often come across such people in our households who being from well-educated, well-qualified background follow all such nonsense to gain success in all walks of life. For them God is like a Project Manager to whom we need to give status updates for every improvement in life. They pray all day and all night wishing to protect them from all bad things, omens etc instead of spending few minutes for thanking him for keeping life busy.
God didn't ask us to chant prayers for hours to communicate with him or spray something on forehead and body as an uniform or donate one's belongings/money/gold etc. People donate money to religious places which have become another business center to invest but fail to understand that , its We, who need money for survival and not the God so why don't we donate it to needy?
What if God himself does the work our way and stops looking upon us during times we believe to be inauspicious?

I believe that its we humans :
Who have the longest life span ,
Who utilize maximum of the available resources,

and its we humans :
Who waste most of our life believing in omens, luck and blind faith.

God evolved us and gave an ability to think, not to follow these omens, but to curb these beliefs still causing taboos. The only way I believe to control these beliefs is to strictly avoid practicing such unwritten laws designed thankfully not documented by some antisocial freak in the name of GOD.

If not our elders ,for whom I feel sorry, but at least our future generations to come would have ample time with open minds free from such taboos thus opening up new avenues for betterment of all.

I am finally feeling sleepy after almost 2 hours of thought-sharing process.
Going off to sleep after my night prayers

THANK YOU GOD FOR KEEPING ME BUSY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MUMBAI FOR ALL...........

Its been a year now and still the POLITICAL BABUS have left many questions unanswered to cause and agony faced by people during 26/11 attacks. Though the fire on Taj DOME has been doused but the fire is still burning in hearts of soldiers and people who lost their loved and dear ones during the attacks.

The barbarians like KASAB have a grown a year old and may be celebarting may more birthdays to come, in our INDIAN jails with full security and AK -47s guarding him , protecting him from the citizens of the nation whom he had tortured and killed showing no sign of the mercy.I pity cops providing security to a guy who enjoyed spraying bullets on their fellow cops.

But, the GOVERNMENT is busy taking baby steps in resolving the issue and put an end to conflict with nation like PAKISTAN. I think almost every INDIAN knows there is only one way to maintain peace in India and stop terrorism by Pakistan.

Almost the root to every problem be it Kashmir issue or terrorist attacks has been Pakistan so why doesnt government take some stern actions to stop the same?

The times have changed,

The leaders have changed,

The Governments have changed,

The political parties have changed,

The countries have changed,

But the issues still persists between the two countries.

The GOVERNMENT has become like any other IT firm in corporate world and politicians are like we software people. The only difference is we create bugs reported by TESTERS and fix them while politicians report bugs created by fellow politicians and never try to fix them else they will be on bench with no work. They always need some role to play to prove their presence in party else they will be like any guy who travels in local train top for his daily bread fearing another 26/7 attacks.We dont need terrorist nations to destroy peace here when we have few local dadas as politicians doing the same job in the name of doing service to people

Its true GOD exists and we need to thank him he made one planet with life in it where localites within country are busy fighting for land,water,jobs,etc and Politicians for separate states, nations,power,greed etc

Easy targets are celebrities and personalities who fall prey to these issues .I was shocked to hear when a political party targeted Sachin on his comments “Mumbai belongs to All”which is the truth. Mumbaikars should remember that, it is NSG guys who played vital role and sacrificed their lives to save victims and at that time they didnt think about saving their state people first and then the Marathi Manooos. Mumbaikars woke up raising voices against this for a day or two but then they need to go back to routine for daily bread with the same old fear of being attacked by PARTY ANIMALS and not terrorists after things returned to normalcy.

Almost every Indian knows Sachin, a cricketer who is no less than a soldier serving his nation till every muscle of his body supports him. If it had been for money,fame,riches I think Sachin would have left cricket long ago because he has more then enough of everything. Its pure hunger to make his country proud the way he is good in. The whole nation watches when Sachin plays protecting his helmet from the ball struggling to save the flag engraved from ball – hittings.

Any person who does his responsibility and duties with full commitment is a true Sachin fan, a true countryman.

Lets try to be Indians and not local manoos..

Lets try to think for nation and not be selfish.

Lets strive for the country and not for the state.

Lets learn to live life as Charles Darwin said “Survival of the fittest...”.If you are fit enough to face the competition you can survive anywhere and we localites should be proud that its our Mumbai that gives people an oppurtunity to prove their capabilities thus making this place a land of oppurtunities.

GOD,LAND,SEA,SKY,AIR BELONGS TO ALL and So Is MUMBAI............