tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27543261778322977232024-02-20T18:12:45.472-08:00Virtual EpiphanyVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-17678060849339308062010-09-23T01:10:00.000-07:002010-09-23T01:17:02.677-07:00Change and in a big way.....Last 11 months and days to come<span style="font-style: italic;">It's almost 11 and a half months I posted something on my blog and I blame time for forgetting my blog address</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Life changed in a big way in these 11 months<br />there were gains and there were learnings<br />and everything feels like it happened just yesterday<br />Came back to India....hunt for jobs.....fell in love with one of the best guys in the world<br />got married.....went through ups and downs and realized the joy and love in sticking together<br />shifted homes, then shifted places to make my own home<br />lost weight....put on weight....loosing weight<br />met new people.....love some....hate some<br />did a stint in a job....loved my colleagues....<br />learnt cooking....<br />and so on<br />Last 11 months is filled with moments of many first times<br />- Spent money earned carelessly for the first time<br />- Cooked a candle light dinner for the first time<br />- Held hands and walked under the moon for the first time<br />- Got a short hair cut for the first time<br />- Started making friends with random people for the first time<br />But<br />- Fell in love for the first and the last time<br /><br />But life took a back seat in another way:<br />stopped reading and learning things, stopped being in touch with best of friends, stopped worrying about my weight and stopped blogging<br /><br />I want to start doing the above and<br />by dec 31st I wish to<br />learn guitar and play and sing a song for pramod, take him on a long drive in the car, drop 2 dress sizes, blog more, write at least one nice article and hopefully earn a little money</span>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-49099702119064745722009-10-08T10:09:00.000-07:002009-10-08T10:35:09.836-07:00About Social teachers and Finance MinistersNothing like coming to India to your old friends.<br />Old friends are more like old cotton pyjamas, with a proper fit and with holes or a tear here and there which we like and nothing like coming to home and blogging on your bed in your room with an AC temperature of your choice.<br />Gaps prove to be quite disastrous. Our finance minister( I would like to call him our inflation minister) forecasts inflation to be 5% by coming Fiscal.<br />Before that, I guess our central ministers are more like our Social Studies teachers back in school. Yes, she was the one who was holding all the strings together.<br />Social teacher is an English miss when the real one is absent, she also plays the role of a class teacher and when the situation demands she ends up teaching reproductive system of frogs in biology. No offense dear social teachers. I promise that this was totally a part of being there, learnt that - from a Social teacher.<br />So are our ministers. One political year, Mr.X is a sports minister, if the political situation calls for a by election, he is now the finance minister and by the next elections Mr.X is the communications minister.<br />WTH...do they have mutual career experts working on you divirsified portfolio sort of career or something?<br />Recently China had their ID celebrations. Least said a feast to the eyes.<br />Some one asked: OMG look at the way they are growing. What do you think, which country is better? India or China?<br />I: thought-> puhleez....for starters I was in Singapore for 2 years(its not a chinki land) I am not an expert on Chindian issues. Having a chinese room mate does not mean we sit together and speak about the economy of china. I do not understand mandarin.<br />I:said->India<br />Some one said: Ey...Whaaat are you taaaking??? China is fantabulous....<br /><br />Well..upon retrospection China is outgrowing India. We might be happy with the petty achievements this fiscal as to how we got more car manufacturers setting up plants in India, be it beating China on marginal margins.<br />But are we really considering the gaps?<br />Our budget, whatever said and done, is only raising the infrastructure index.<br />In the long run, unless we bridge the gap that we widened between the rural and urban areas, we are ought to be happy on the petty margins.<br />China for starters has an internal passport system. I totally appreciate Nandan jee for giving up the top shot job with a top shot bank balance to go fight it in the union. But how long yaar???<br />I hope it does not take as long as a time to read your book. I had to verify wether I was reading a statistics book.<br />We are not bent to prove Gandhiji wrong. REAL INDIA IS IN VILLAGES.<br />With more of irritation and lack of narration I end here<br />That is why, we should not have ministers who replicate social teachers back in schoolVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-4568944750097425942009-09-21T22:37:00.000-07:002009-09-21T22:48:39.293-07:00A thousand splendid suns<em>A man's heart is a wretched wretched thing, Mariam. It isn't like a mother's womb. It won't bleed, it won't stretch to make room for you.I'm the only one who loves you. I'm all you have in this world Mariam,and when I'm gone you'll have nothing. You'll have nothing. You arenothing.</em><br /><br /><a href="http://www.theworldonline.ae/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/a-thousand-splendid-suns.png"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 429px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 647px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.theworldonline.ae/wp-content/uploads/2008/07/a-thousand-splendid-suns.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div>An innocent daughter caught by the charm of her father, who throws a deaf ear to the above words is later entangled in twists of life. Helplessness, void of not being loved, unable to do anything, she meets another soul equally caught in the web of life.Finally as some one I know quoted ' Be the spider in the web, but not theinsect caught in the web' the former woman ends her life long miserypaving her way for eternal darkness and eternal happiness for the latter.<br />Writen very vivid, not prolonging unlike his previous book (Kiterunner)Khaled does an amazing job untangling the story.The story folds and unfolds right from the first chapter.And it is not untill you come to the end of the capter that the mysteryunravels itself and pulls tighter knots in your stomach.But somewhere down the pages, the reader is conditioned to see what's coming. But again, the reader's ravenous appetite is justified by a proper meal with unexpected events.<br />All in all a very feminine story ( I should have predicted itas it was dedicated to Afghan women) unlike his previous book.</div><div>An interesting read, though I was little disappointed with the ending.I was, you need not be.</div><div>I like: The style and flow</div><div>I do not like: The story ends a lot before than you realise. Why are your ends prolonged Mr.Khaled?Why?????????? </div>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-14834512604875025952009-09-17T04:41:00.000-07:002009-09-17T04:46:44.669-07:00Lehman's first anniversary-Barclay's takes on the building<br />-Ben Bernake is extended<br />-congress reigns its legacy<br />-CEO's are issued HUGE bonuses<br />-Japan has a democratic leader<br />-YSR expires<br />-Taliban leader expires<br />-Michael Jackson expires<br />-Federer looses<br />-Massa is hurt<br />-Afghanistan conducts elections<br />-Air france flight crashes <br />-Indian ministers practise austerity by taking economy class<br />-Chandrayan proves to be failure<br />-V.Malya and P.Advani have the last laugh<br />-Greenshoots arise<br />-Saif dates Kareena or is it the other way round?<br />-Harley Davidson plans to target India<br />Admist all this and many more<br /><br />Where the hell is my job??????????????????????????????Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-18973636208548335902009-09-14T20:30:00.000-07:002009-09-14T20:32:56.508-07:00Relationships are built and broke on WORDSa small hello or hi is all it takes to start a relationship<br />and a simple 'i do not like that' or 'go to hell' can break a relationship<br /><br />People walking out on you/giving up on you when u still want them <br />can be painful....end of the day, hope is a hard habbit to break my friend <br />Living on hope is like walking on an endless path of broken glasses<br />the pain and the path both resist to cease, so does the unrelenting will to tread that path<br /><br />Pain and Life seem to be 2 awful four letter words than the cliched four letter word<br /><br />PS:too much of emotions and negativity filled my blog oflate...but hang on as am about to post something that happened on an APSRTC bus :DVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-30963374546901115522009-09-10T07:31:00.000-07:002009-09-10T07:39:47.722-07:00Can't think of an appropriate titleit's not until this long lost schoolmate of mine reminded me of this amazing number and i was so enthuly typing out a mail that I decided to blog my overflowing philosophy<br /><br /><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyUfJVqMtO0&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eyUfJVqMtO0&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br />".....more than song i luvvv the video...man such an amazing vid....life has to move on....u stop at a sight thinking that this-is-it but again you have to kick those un necessary cockroaches that come into ur life out and keep driving....but again as bud fox in the movie wallstreet says life is a series of moments....and we sometimes attempt and kiss the wrong frogs hoping they turn into the prince...okay now i dun mean prince but may be a desired situation or an event.....lol :D"<br /><br />as the one liner goes "you can kiss a fool, you can let a fool kiss you, but do not let a kiss fool you"....<br />being the optimistic asses that we are, we try and think of some illusions as the best win-win situation and by the time, we realise its an illusion, least we know is that we are least prepared to clear the hell lot of crap we are drowned inVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-77318952513124417932009-09-04T21:04:00.000-07:002009-09-05T02:58:46.604-07:00Push to ShoveLife has it own twists and turns<br />There are people who come in, twist your whole life and wait eagerly to see how it turns(Just in case YOU are reading this loads of love for all the twists :D am not commenting about the turns:D)<br /><br />Now, ya'll have dreamsBut at the end of the day respect for what we do and self respect matter<br />We push hard to achieve it...but in the end we realise what we love and ask the whole world to Shove it :D<br />Just like my all tym fav video down here :D<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQkPBurdLMc&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sQkPBurdLMc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-22875670231301325712009-09-01T10:59:00.000-07:002009-09-01T11:03:06.813-07:00Crave not but careoflate there have been a lot of things going on in my life(but this post is not related to whats going on)<br />the beauty of going through razor sharp pain lies in how you over come it cause at the end of the day even if it's easier said than done.....happyness of sadness is to be pursued<br />life moves on....by erasing the smile of yours due to not having that special something which can make u smile,smile and let people near and dear to you smile rather than craving for that something which may or may not be yours<br />at the end of the day its destiny<br />never complain about lying in anticipation cause only lying there teaches you what you have not pursued<br />pain is inevitable<br />comes in many shapes and forms, tangible and intangible<br />and as some smart ass said suffering is optional<br />things you want appear distant and may not come back and in the process things not so distant are distanced<br />Craving is a horrible thing but caring rocks...Care and leave it...if it wants it will come back,else u will not be worriedabout how u did not care for it<br />lol...i cant imagine this philosophical post on my blog<br />and yea all the senior citizens in BJP try to move past (along with me) Jinnah and JaswantVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-80782104673266790202009-09-01T02:40:00.000-07:002009-09-01T03:03:13.087-07:00This one for youlike passing clouds<br />people come into your lives<br />some go<br />some make promises to stay but leave<br />and very few stay<br />this is to you my dear friend....<br />for staying through thick and thin<br />for not making false promises<br />for lending a shoulder to cry<br />for the support<br />for soothing the razor sharp pain with your presence<br /><br />So, that down the lane when I look back into life and think about the pang of lonliness<br />and deep hurt I am going through now, I will remind myself of how<br />you helped it heal<br /><br />Hugs >:D<Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-38952890764704251082009-08-29T10:35:00.000-07:002009-08-29T11:00:51.856-07:00Randomness....I've been thinking about how random events change our life.<br />How we meet people at random, fall in love at random, take decisions at random and what we least understand when we do things at random is that this randomness is going to change our life FOREVER and again<br />if its for good - the best<br />if its for bad - the worse<br /><br />Someone I know quoted one evening in awe - " I wonder how men leave affectionate wives for beautiful ones"<br />That coming from a fairer sex and me being a woman I could not help but jibe with that<br />It's not untill rececently I saw the following ad<br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qxO-IxdOppg&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qxO-IxdOppg&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />(I contradict myself in the coming lines, which I phrase as "growing up" till I get myself enlightened about this world)<br />Now when you look into this topic, Saif leaves his love for a random Kareena.<br /> Some people (me included) call it destiny but most of us (i'd call us good hearted cuz I include myself in the most) would feel sad for the butterfly girl (for 2 reasons:<br />1.The effort was totally made by saif<br />2.It was Saif who left the girl after wooing her<br />3.The mutual bond shared for such a long time, ruptured, leaving the girl hurt)<br /><br />There are this other set of people, calling spending all their life with the girl or rather one girl - stupidity.<br />In that case, Saif should not have come back to this girl, which in turn turned his destiny to meet kareena.<br />Now, thats a random event.It's so sad to see a mutual love so far broken.(Now, this is what I call ..nothing hurts like randomness(refer to my previous post))<br />For some might think:Is it called randomness? Or is it d'uh-screw-that-gal--beauty-is-brains?<br /><br />And One reason I love Nassim Nicholas Taleb is for that we take forgranted of such events NOT happening. But again what is the meaning of a soulmate?<br />There are set of us who bend ourselves to the conventions and lead a happy Indian life.<br />There are another of us, non confirmists who question the traditions and wait for their soulmate and live happily ever after if they find them and find mutual happiness.<br />There are set of these extremist non confirmists who question the concept of soulmates all through their life in the process hurt people(and for sad...hurt souls who love them beyond love). They question mutual happiness after a while. Saif in this ad belongs to this category.<br /><br />A lot of us do not know what we want to do in life.<br />1.Some do cause they want to do.<br /> 2.Some do cause they have to do.<br /> 3.Some do for the sake of doing.<br /> 4.Some do NOT do cause they do not know what to do.<br />Except the first and last the rest all do not understand randomness. Even if they do, they play around it(even if we do not want to play around it...and we term it by the four letter word Fate). They ignore outliers.<br />Except the first, the rest all become rebellious after some time. <br />( Am talking from a pure human approach, not the radical events which are shaking and questioning our social and economic dynamics).<br /><br />Over and all, a sulky, loathsome ad which makes me puke. Sorry Mr.Sunil Bharti Mittal. (No, I do not blame the ad agency even if they are at a huge fault here)Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-86095718672182506042009-08-27T04:24:00.000-07:002009-08-28T09:17:36.818-07:00" I tell you out of experience"The probability of something good happening is 0.5 and same with bad..<br />Probability is highly associated with the term uncertainty which at the end of the day is a gamble. As far as its left to aggressive and stubborn souls its fine but sometimes its happy to remain uncertain even if the payoff is same as being certain.<br />What lures rather itches the human mind is the positive consequence of moving from uncertainity to certaininty.<br />Management schools walls reverbrate with the phrase "my dear students, change is constant"<br />The external environment keeps changing. demanding the rules of the game to be changed.<br />One lesson that they do not teach you at schools is that people change.<br />Core might be the same..good or bad....but still<br />people change, people move on, people are manipulative, people are not to be forgranted to remain the same,people say things they do not mean.<br />Tommorow is not what today is like....at the end of the day, its us people who change the rules affecting the environment by and large and one industry which has adopted this concept beautifuly is the film industry.<br />In a movie there is a protagonist....in MBA there is no protagonist...and even if they call some one a protagonist, he is one who is struggling to come to a decision from a situation, which in turn is created by the real protagonist. If the sub prime crises has to be made into a movie, it surely will be rotated around the person whose selfish idea bought the whole world crashing down.<br />As Galileo Galilei quoted - nothing can be taught to the human mind, everything has to be learnt and according to me it surely has to be the hard way.<br />A decision good or bad taken, has to walked every step sweet or otherwise and learnt.<br />Maybe that is why every one cherishes school and college life till death.<br />Once education is imparted, and once you step out of college gates everything in life has to be learnt.<br />Be it meeting people, going to places,getting into relationships(love and hate), earning money, nothing is taught.<br />May be that is why we say "i tell you out of experience" rather than "i tell you out of education".<br />Setting one's own rules, puts themselves to gamble, either in the short term or long term.<br />In real life, people are picked to be used, are used up and thrown.<br />It's upto us if we are picked in a positive sense or<br />It's upto us how long we choose to carry on the burden of gamble like a burning cauldron on our hearts<br />AND<br />never ever totally believe in a random event, cause nothing hurts like randomness...(when the event backfires)Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-76183891582701142792009-08-24T05:08:00.000-07:002009-08-24T05:10:25.414-07:00TierdTotally sick of the apply, apply and no reply phase of lifeVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-72478039291969167712009-07-23T21:45:00.000-07:002009-07-23T21:46:19.412-07:00One phase of lifeSometimes, when you look deep into life, you realise that life really has no answers. We attach answers. We have been doing that for quite some time and we do it without any second thoughts till the last breath because we think that is the only way we do it.<br />At times, life can be confusing. You can be 25,30,35,40….,70 or above and still do not know what to do with life. Famous (not successful) are those who know what to do with their life.<br />Caught in the intricacies of life, sometimes I wish people can take ‘I do not know’ for a genuine answer, because going with the flow can be really painful after a while rather than standing out of the crowd and looking confused and bemused.Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-68080358995558633112009-06-25T02:45:00.000-07:002009-06-25T03:31:41.858-07:002007 - 2009<ul><li>Yeah, yeah another new year</li><li>Oh yayyy IBS :D</li><li>Oh crap, waitlistd</li><li>Yay...Singapore</li><li>Oh gosh bloody beautiful</li><li>Spend spend spend</li><li>Shit, bloody weekends</li><li>Yayy Sunday evening...sleep time....</li><li>Good morning Monday evening</li><li>Oh god, PDAs suck</li><li>Oh god, Chinese food rocks</li><li>Oh man, rebonding</li><li>Oh god, assignments</li><li>Case studies????What on earth are they?</li><li>Oh crap living in a PG sucks</li><li>Oh yayy Indiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa trip</li><li>Oh yay, biryani</li><li>Oh yay, pani puri</li><li>Oh yay, road side noodles</li><li>Oh shit, stomach upset</li><li>Oh shit, flight back</li><li>Oh shit, I miss India</li><li>Oh shit, I hate the silence</li><li>Oh yyayy Sale</li><li>Yayy I love Singapore again</li><li>Oh crap, exams</li><li>Oh shit my roomie snores</li><li>God, am never ever going to share my room again</li><li>Oh yayy an open book exam:D:D:D:D:D:D:D, the one who thought of this concept is GOD</li><li>Oh crap, I cant find the answers anywhere in this book</li><li>Oh crap, why don't hard copies have a CTRL F. F F F F F F</li><li>Oh god age differences</li><li>Oh god regional differences</li><li>Oh I miss Engineering days</li><li>Oh yayyy India Trip :d</li><li>Oh yayy SQ rox :D</li><li>Oh god, do not make this flight end</li><li>Oh god, let the same steward be on the return flight</li><li>Oh crap, No stewards at all??????????</li><li>Oh shit exams</li><li>What on earth is 'Relative Grading?'</li><li>Oh God, the uncles and the aunties:-<</li><li>Oh F, i swear a lot. GOTTO STOP. F F F F F</li><li>Oh shit, results</li><li>Oh yayy evenings at esplanade</li><li>Oh yayyy Pastamania, fried mars, hagen daaz</li><li>Oh I miss Indian food</li><li>My dear East Coast babe, am coming home for FOOD</li><li>Oh my friend's boy friend sucks...why do I end up having dinner with them?</li><li>Oh yayy movies</li><li>Oh yayy I have an employed friend now. So, I know whom to waste my phone bill on :D</li><li>Oh crap, select electives?</li><li>Oh yayy India Trip :D</li><li>Chi, Tiger Sucks</li><li>Oh yeah a new crush</li><li>Oh crap, back again</li><li>God, Marketing assignments rock only that I need to replace the ctrl C and V keys</li><li>Oh shit, inflation in India</li><li>Oh shit Recession</li><li>Oh crap 1SGD = 35 INR???????(the last I checked it was 25INR)</li><li>Oh crap, rents are sky rocketing</li><li>Oh god, living in a non ac triple sharing room:(</li><li>Oh crap, things are so expensive</li><li>Oh god, 4 tomatoes = 1 dollar implies 4 tomatoes = 35 re implies1 tomato = 8smthnINR:-0</li><li>Yayy India</li><li>Crap, back</li><li>What the hell has Fixed Income Securities do with me choosing finance elective?</li><li>Oh, why the hell did the chennai girl take HR?</li><li>Excel modeling???? The guy taught all the wrong stuff. Isnt he supposed to talk about john abraham or those A&F models?????? Those guys excelled at modeling</li><li>Oh god, Singapore's falling short of nice Indian men :(</li><li>Oh bus, please go slow, so that I do not have to sit next to him/her</li><li>Oh shit it's him/her, where's the nearest exit???????????????????????</li><li>Oh man, am putting on weight</li><li>Oh shit, why are Chinese men so short?</li><li>Listen babe, got to rant</li><li>Crap, a live project??? Does that mean no Ctrl C and V?</li><li>Options and Futures...Isnt this supposed to be a counselling class?</li><li>Commercial Banking:-o??????????????</li><li>Oh god, when did I pile so many books?</li><li>Shit, it rains 25hrs a day in this country</li><li>Oh god, am running short of reasons not to go that party</li><li>Oh yayy end of Finance</li><li>Bloody job search</li><li>Why the hell is every one interested in post - MBA life?</li><li>Oh shit HR</li><li>Selection Recruitment Training and Development - EH??????????????????????????</li><li>Oh shit its 25th June 2009 and only 2 more days for the course to finish????</li><li>Oh do I :( or :)?</li></ul><p></p>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-63163462444957141162009-06-17T23:42:00.000-07:002009-06-17T23:43:53.025-07:00It's very difficult to be in a love - hate relationshipVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-46505422104674737512009-05-18T09:00:00.000-07:002009-05-18T09:02:03.417-07:00y are men so complicated?Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-28408701764568249602009-03-05T04:44:00.000-08:002009-03-05T04:52:28.580-08:00Loo and BeholdSince, am currently weighing my options of going to India for good against staying in Singapore for few more months,me and my friend were discussing the advantages of one country over the other.<br />For starters, we started on this very interesting topic : Loo<br />Defined: a closed space to fulfil your very natural biological reaction.<br />The perspective at which these two countries look at the loo is quite different. Like they say good manner starts from the family,I guess Loo manners also start from the family.<br />In India,The child is asked to go to the loo quietly without asking for any kind of permission.<br />Generally parents are quite keen about the movements of the kids and thus ask the kid where she/he is going and if they find out its loo, the child is asked to just shut up and go.<br />I wonder why our government considers going to the Loo, such a taboo.<br />Cause every time you need to leave the house, you have to make sure that you empty your bladder. Its a house thingly only. Do it in your house only you know.<br />And men enjoy a different kind of freedom in loo manners.<br />They twist the definition of loo a little and remove the two terms: closed space.<br /> They are not quite that bad. They do not make it open, they remove three walls of a closed space.Here, sometimes government takes initiative and sends a guy to paint “do not p*** here” on the wall. That guy needs to be paid the highest compensation in Indian history for the daredevil job.Due to continuous flow on the wall, the word Not disappears after a while, which stimultes an urge when read.<br />Now,now, even if you find a loo somewhere :<br />1. there are inbuilt inhibitions in the heart which keep sending stimulus to the brain like: a little more time, you are going home<br />2. there are no tissue papers. cut the cost of a tissue paper, employ a watch man /watch woman who wants to know wether you are going to p***/s*** inside those four walls (as if she is conducting a survey of indian p***/s*** habits and their timings) and charges a little more than usual to the former biological reaction and a little exhorbitant for the latter.Now you might wonder, how on earth the watch man/woman gets to know what happens inside the four walls. He/She keeps a note of time and takes no inhibitions in asking if you were really P***/S*** ing inside. Now, now, now p***/s*** ing is NOT for free my dear. The tax you pay is not counted for your p*** and s***<br />3. Ofcourse, the stink. The watch man/woman outside is someone sitting there and making free money. They are not supposed to clean the loo. Upon asked, you might be asked to cleanit yourself in return. There are no exhaust fans. There is this circular hole on the upper portion of the wall which leaves you wondering, if the whole itself functions as a circulator of air(inner to out and out to inner) That ways you can spot or rather smell a public loo from distance<br />4. There are no flushes. If you strongly believe in the phrase"the one who came last made the loo dirty" you will end up cleaning a lot of people's biological waste<br />5. There is not a single mirror any where. It's probably lying on the walls of the watch man's/watch woman's home.<br />6. There is no hand dryer. You are supposed to rub your hands on the side of your thighs. Hell yea...thats why you are wearing clothes.<br />7. There is no light. The exhaust hole radiates a beam of light. What do you need light for????? Finish you work and be happy<br /> 8. Loo is the place for people to be creative. They bring out the best of erotic fiction. DO NOT GO TO THE PUBLIC LOO IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN WITH YOU, else you might just have to end up giving a lecture on the laws of nature or end up creating a creative sci -fi<br />AND FINALLY....if you encounter any of the above seven, you are one lucky soul cause the watchman/woman usually lock the loo and misplace the key on Day 1 of their work or the inaugral of the loo (whichever is the earliest)and are snoring at their homeVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-35200081374087075982009-01-24T22:38:00.000-08:002009-01-24T22:39:14.260-08:00pleasant:)Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-60074718804390335502009-01-16T00:13:00.000-08:002009-01-16T00:22:02.462-08:00one more phase of lifei feel so heavy, so depressed, so out of place<br />i am angry and lonely<br />i am stranded alone on an island<br />none to talk to, none to call, none to see<br />days are filled with nothing but dark and stinky shadows of loneliness<br />dreams keep me going<br />but now i really wonder: How long?<br />Patience levels are breaking<br />Tolerance levels are declining<br />Can I keep going? or is this the end of me?Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-18324136977509493722008-11-18T10:49:00.001-08:002008-11-18T11:02:13.659-08:00talking about languages<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs0AMLGdbz1zXJRawIFx16RpwvNJnpZr9sIYe2lpgBHjMHiU9c91O1DUfmdQhMSlVbbUm4lS8z5GNK6ZVYoaCjFUCWuVtkayLzlg5syLY1lR2OoIAHv3ovqqN_pPGLjEDTSlK9voxrsdU/s1600-h/DangerKeepOut.jpg"></a>contrary to my previous post..i've been very pissed with the current country of my residence for quite some time, but nevertheless......... due to the habit of sleepin early in the morning and getting up late in the noon (no no....please...this is a prettttttty normal cycle of a post graduate student living abroad where orkut and facebook updates run in his or her blood) i was introduced to the world of singapore cinema ( more about it later ) and a few thoughts mingled in my mind.<br /> The four national languages of singapore are chinese, malay, tamil and english. Yea, even i thought that there SHOULD be a Singaporish, but am not a PR or a Citizen to make an amendment and even sitting down and formulating a new language would be tough for the government. But still mr.president i still think u should go ahead and formulate a new language. cause there are instructions and rules all over the country. even wikipedia when searched for singapore shows you a danger board in four languages. every announcemnt is made in four languges.imagine the amount of cost cutting if there is a common language. but yea.. for people to understand it should be a mix of english and chinese and malay and tamil. but if its a mix of all those, a chinese cant understand malay, a malay cant understand tamil and hence all the permutations and combinations.<br />forget that.<br />chinese is of many differet dialects and one kind of chinese dialect guy cant understand the other chinese guy's dialect.<br />even the ads go:<br />a common room for sharing<br />chinese female preffered<br />traditional chinese speaking preffered<br />modern chinese speaking dont apply.<br /> exactly,for us foriegners all of them look and sound the same and these guys think all indians look alike and all indians are south indians. one of my frnz (a north indian)was even asked if she was a south indian and since she did not want to be seggregated on a direction basis replied she was an indian and is questioned back as to why her nationality is an indian.<br />helooo singapore...there are hell lot of varied languages in india may be thats why indian govt was thinking logically for once and thus we have a common national language or imagine a sign board like<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b5/DangerKeepOut.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 968px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 645px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/b/b5/DangerKeepOut.jpg" border="0" /></a> in india. <div>by the time you figure out where your languge is you may no longer exist to read it:P<br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div></div></div>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-73802172967614463412008-10-22T07:33:00.000-07:002008-10-22T08:02:18.969-07:00of all things(mom's food,dad's egg curry,aura of hyderabad etc), I miss the simple pat of parents on the back which says it all....which when verbalized translates as : it's fine. u will get through the tough phases in life and u r managing it well.<br />I need it more in this foriegn country. Where every person is waiting to blame the other. Where people scream at you for doing what you are doing, that too when they are walking in the same shoes and trudging the same path. When people talk in a pitch which is decibels higher than a factory's siren (a siren would put itself to shame) outside your room and wake u up when u are sleeping after a long tyring day(to add to it those who do not live where i do) . When a foodie gets nothing veg and remotely edible stuff to eat. To add it aviation industries screw the prices 3 times higher to see loved ones back home. Am tierd acting like nothing happened.<br /><br />I need a break, before i break apart.<br /><br />ps:i have been restraining myself from posting anything negative but people around me are nothing but negative, insensitve whose ultimate soul is to put you down when you are already put down by the current financial crisis and many more complicated things. every remotely decent human being on this planet is trying to achieve something. it might take him there or throw him in trash. all that matters is a small word of apreciation.Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-70305931518613732752008-09-15T08:23:00.000-07:002008-09-15T08:41:06.700-07:00GONE WITH THE 50BILLION - Bulls turned Bears3:00am:Sipping hot Milo,ensconced in my rug,falling for the charm of Rhett butler as he intensly woos katie o hara in the classic Gone with the wind little did I know that the endless phone calls and aprehensions among top management at wall street would result in falling of the empires built over a century and some others being sold for 50 billion dollars.September 15th would surely be remembered as a doomsday in wall street's history as I lay queasy at the thought of my dream company and a terrific brand for years sells itself and henceforth can no longer be THE MERRILL LYNCH.<br /> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimUdAyk4lXhPd-REwbtTs20z51L1zLCaMz9H7MK0TkCNCU4vS3a9sl1bqeuRKrQF-3kSADsEcjQhvB9orShjPtZxNimhyQUOYPJWIWk2iWxffqyA2H8QPMZFMCMb1OJ-JfMKixKVJdXUo/s1600-h/DSCN0897%5B1%5D.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246272847752097730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimUdAyk4lXhPd-REwbtTs20z51L1zLCaMz9H7MK0TkCNCU4vS3a9sl1bqeuRKrQF-3kSADsEcjQhvB9orShjPtZxNimhyQUOYPJWIWk2iWxffqyA2H8QPMZFMCMb1OJ-JfMKixKVJdXUo/s320/DSCN0897%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"> </div>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-36309086763023957322008-08-18T05:56:00.000-07:002008-08-18T06:30:15.582-07:00<span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Have been out of the Bloging world for quite some time. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">starting off again..highly inspired by this friend from schools post..here i go:<br />Am highly surprised by the negative connotation attached to the word MISTAKE.</span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">Competition and Globalization has taken its toll. Right from childhood to death you are forced not to make a mistake.As a child you are asked not to play in the mud, As a student you are warned of a punishment in case you commit a mistake.As a boyfriend/girlfriend looking around when a Beautiful woman/handsome man passes by is a mistake.In how many boardrooms do you hear " its OKAY to make a mistake".CEOs run around the office yelling: I dont want a mistake<br />How do we define Mistake? Is Mistake not following the T n Cs or stepping out and doing something NOT prescribed in the guidelines?Why is mistake so negatively hyped? The fear of making a mistake has a good chance of stopping many of us out here from achieving our childhood dreams.Mistakes and Creativity have this very thin line between them. The fear of making a mistake is making some one guilty and hinders from being Creative.<br />Nonetheless its time to understand that a mistake can lead to misery or innovation....so does Success..it all depends on the way we initially accept them but at the end of the day ITS PRETTY OKAY TO MAKE A MISTAKE.</span>Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-14802953478225046402008-06-25T11:08:00.000-07:002008-06-25T11:30:40.759-07:00how long will it continue in India?Even a third grade kid at school, when counter questioned says " Look mister, India is a democratic country, we have freedom to talk, speak, shout, shit and bullshit"<br />How free is India ( or rather Indians) in expressing their thoughts, or putting forth worthwhile actions?<br />A press editor is arrested near midnight in his office for a reason whom every one thinks is silly(i do not support any of the parties involved, neither the newspaper)<br />Aftermath: journalists and writers and all other people related to any kind of media carry out rallies and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">rasta</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">rokos</span> through the state.<br />1. People and press are not given freedom of thought<br />2.To express your <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">frustration</span>, create hassles to the already heavily jammed traffic.<br />3.Whom do police support?Politicians or People?<br />Am too frustrated and vexed with the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">cliche</span> "INDIAN MENTALITY"<br />Come on India, lets C H A N G E<br />for starters you can learn to cross the road at the zebra crossing and teach some one else to do so.......<br />Lets all HOPE for a better <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tomorrow</span>.Virtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2754326177832297723.post-81092938439772195882008-06-14T03:12:00.000-07:002008-06-14T21:03:43.785-07:00So,How is it in Singapore?People have been asking me this quite often theese days.<br />Life in Singapore eh???????<br />So,what do you want to listen?<br />Good?Bad?Ugly?Worse?Awesome?Gruesome?<br />I would have been delighted enough to give a mono syllable response and shoo you off but my dear friend, Life in Singapore can not be described in one word.<br />Living a cosy life for almost 2 decades, where you<br />DO NOT:<br />have to wash your clothes<br />cook your food<br />clean your dishes<br />wash your own loo<br />is a thing of past and lost glory<br />Living the monotonous watching movies-bunking college-eating biryani in one of the best food joints in hyderabad-gossiping with friends-never studying life, one fine day I got bored and prayed God to add a U turn to my life and Bingo, praise the lord the U turns come in the form of an admission letter and an air ticket.<br />Next moment I found myself in a plane munching cheesecakes a few kilometers above Indian Ocean and when I made sure I was high on cheesecakes the airlines dropped me at Changi International Airport. Determined to take life as it comes, I made my way to the exit and Henceforth started to experience, a bed of roses.<br />Singapore - 4 hours from Hyderabad is a country where<br />- the maid earns more than your pocketmoney back in India in just an Hour.<br />- you have to walk,sweat,walk,sweat,walk,sweat,walk,sweat to reach the bus stop<br />- you take a cab and pay nearly 15 to 40 times the public transport charge<br />- even TATA's bank balance aint enough to pay a normal fine<br />- Pig is considered a soup and amphibians are considered Food<br />- Every non veg dish has a vegetarian substitute<br />- bubles are in a Tea<br />- greenery,dustbins,traffic signals, ATMs are everywhere<br />- roads are smooth as silk<br />- Snails win the race competing with buses<br />- you pay 120INR per minute to call India if you are not using a calling card<br />- you fall out of options to eat esp if you are not cooking<br />- you have a Q (surprising if you are an Indian)<br />- you have state of art libraries<br />- one tomato costs you 10INR<br />and where you have really cute people adding LA to every sentence<br />Well I can go On and On, but I got to stop somewhere<br />All in All Singapore is a sexy city/capital/country/island.<br />Like a baby fresh from a mother's womb is what the country looks like when it rains<br />state of art infrastructure, excellent roads, security systems in place<br />MIND BLOWING airports, discos, condominiums, HDBs with all facilities, Shopping malls, food courts, Great Singapore Sale, island wide Wireless connection, upcoming casinos, convention centres, expo, business districts, regular public transportation, cleanest of toilets, non intermittent power supply, pleasant beaches, diving, rafting, bungee jumping............... Singapore has it all<br />being an island utilising the space in the most effecient way without choking people's lives<br />rags to riches is the phrase<br />the country's grown and became a mature market<br />For once you have goosebumps seeing how much the government is doing to keep the citizens happy<br />Am totally in love with the city and will always love it...neva change,mwah<br />Au RevoirVirtual Epiphanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16951654508280736953noreply@blogger.com1