To Mr G San,
Well this animated behavior is an indication of your inability to convince me.Your inability or rather choosing not to learn English further testifies to your inflexible attitude.In a book i recently read, some high profile author who had spent better part of his life researching about economies and developing countries compared "YOU" to the Europe of the east of the pre-industrialization era. How i wish to inform him that "YOU" are in fact just a nation of hard working,pedantic weird,non-english speaking bunch of baboons.Nothing more, nothing LESS.
Sitting in the room with your ensemble of 3 interpreters,one may well think that a well-thought off, intellectual discussion might ensue, but alas i only hoped "YOU" didn't open your dumb witted brain and let your pathetic thoughts flow out your mouth.
"YOU" might have an IQ of 120 or 150,but unless you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth and are able to convince in a language that everyone in this world speaks, you are just as valuable to me as a penny found on the side of the street.And that is crap for me.
"YOU" are coming here to negotiate but does "YOUR" tiny brain even have the slightest knowledge of nuances of human interactions, the importance of body language and in general the courtesis of human behavior. For you Mr, I have only one simple question.How can one be so dumb-witted and stupid.
Waving your hands dramatically in a meeting and babbling incoherently in a meeting,
"YOU" don't even have the courage to look me in the eye.
But allow me to enlighten "YOU" on this so called subject of interpersonal skills, which i suppose seems to have been comfortably missed from your curriculum. They are not developed living in "YOUR" mama's home, nor can "YOU" learn those from the books and most certainly they cannot be learned unless you the know language in which the world communicates. Well, if you choose to adopt a condescending attitude to the things described above, then "my friend" from the land of the rising sun, "YOU" are just digging your own grave.Just remember that in 8 years time, 48% of the your population will over 30 years of age. "MY Friend",not a good position to be in.
So the next time "YOU" come for a meeting,think twice, loose the interpreters and look me in the eye.
Dec 24, 2011
Apr 4, 2011
2010...
Summer of 2010..Don't tell me; i know the phrase is clichéd,but I don't care.So here it is:the summer of 2010...
Hmm.,let me catch up,lot has happened,sun has gone up n down many number of times
times have changed -> changed has the world
world has moved on -> being on time has been a problem
problems have come to be called issues
is(i)sues used by people having serious issues
issues involving people -> people who do not smile
smile only the freshers -> fresher;me..
me made cool friends -> friends from different places
places we explored -> explored using Google maps
mapped the jungles of sariska ->sariska, a tiger reserve
reserve of beer cans in car
Car ride 1 to Rishikesh,
golf course to whirlpool, splashed in all rapids.
Rapids to the cliff jump, Maggi at the cliff jump,
jumping with joy soon led to a miserable time at office,
with no goal and no direction -> confusion and confidence hit rock bottom,
gave the CAT,was surprised.
Car ride 2 to airport
Delhi -> Chennai -> Mahabalipuram,with a great friend,
marveled at nature's beauty.
Car ride 3 to the airport
Delhi -> Bangalore.
Bangalore at Christmas,
Leela and the bowling allies, CCD's and the 'corner house'
'13th floor and the sea food festival'
'special is the word'
Special is the roar of a 350cc,twin spark 'Royal Enfield Classic'
Classic is the walk on the lake with a close friend..
Car ride 4 to airport
Delhi-> Bangalore -> Chennai -> ECR
ECR to the TAJ vivanta beach,
on the beach under the moonlit sky,
sky filled with stars
Feeling that a lot is yet to be done
immense opportunities yet to explore
New shores and new horizons beckon.!
This is just the start..!
Hmm.,let me catch up,lot has happened,sun has gone up n down many number of times
times have changed -> changed has the world
world has moved on -> being on time has been a problem
problems have come to be called issues
is(i)sues used by people having serious issues
issues involving people -> people who do not smile
smile only the freshers -> fresher;me..
me made cool friends -> friends from different places
places we explored -> explored using Google maps
mapped the jungles of sariska ->sariska, a tiger reserve
reserve of beer cans in car
Car ride 1 to Rishikesh,
golf course to whirlpool, splashed in all rapids.
Rapids to the cliff jump, Maggi at the cliff jump,
jumping with joy soon led to a miserable time at office,
with no goal and no direction -> confusion and confidence hit rock bottom,
gave the CAT,was surprised.
Car ride 2 to airport
Delhi -> Chennai -> Mahabalipuram,with a great friend,
marveled at nature's beauty.
Car ride 3 to the airport
Delhi -> Bangalore.
Bangalore at Christmas,
Leela and the bowling allies, CCD's and the 'corner house'
'13th floor and the sea food festival'
'special is the word'
Special is the roar of a 350cc,twin spark 'Royal Enfield Classic'
Classic is the walk on the lake with a close friend..
Car ride 4 to airport
Delhi-> Bangalore -> Chennai -> ECR
ECR to the TAJ vivanta beach,
on the beach under the moonlit sky,
sky filled with stars
Feeling that a lot is yet to be done
immense opportunities yet to explore
New shores and new horizons beckon.!
This is just the start..!
Jul 21, 2010
5 minutes.!
There are only five minutes left
Until the end
And I just can't say good-bye
A friendship that seemed to last forever
Time always spent together
And now we're out of time
The memories we shared, the moments we had
The smiles you brought upon my face
The adventures we went through, alone just me and you
Five minutes left until our final good-bye
And i just can't say good-bye
The long talks we had
The smile on your face that recharged my veins
There are five minutes left
After that i may never see you again
Five minutes after which you
may not even remember me
Let me have the whole five minutes
Coz i may never get them again
Until the end
And I just can't say good-bye
A friendship that seemed to last forever
Time always spent together
And now we're out of time
The memories we shared, the moments we had
The smiles you brought upon my face
The adventures we went through, alone just me and you
Five minutes left until our final good-bye
And i just can't say good-bye
The long talks we had
The smile on your face that recharged my veins
There are five minutes left
After that i may never see you again
Five minutes after which you
may not even remember me
Let me have the whole five minutes
Coz i may never get them again
Jun 7, 2010
FrustoBAR
Well long time since i was here.been busy.Well to start off,this is a write up of the frustration pent up in my head for a long time, one that hasn't eased much but have found a way of coping with it...
Life :a: quest..i'm as confused as anyone can be.Not knowing where i want to be.I hate myself for being this way.Being stuck in this city, in this work profile, with these people only compounds to my misery.Work begins at 9 & drags mercilessly through the day as a hot,dry gurgaon day.Gurgaon a city, or a desert, i'm confused again;...
With people( bosses)conspiring, conspicuosly & inconspicuously.Work that i find no interest in doing.People, i find no intention of talking or learning from..I often wonder,how people can have absolutely no self respect or integrity in kissing the anyone's ass..I hate such people.People who have serious ego issues.
But maybe this is another part of growing up.I don't know if i'll do MBA or what, but i have noticed that being a manager is quite a tough task. And people who don't know how to make work fun never enjoy the support of the subordinates. Many people argue that work cannot be fun,but that is exactly what is expected from managers.
Pathetic managers, there are in my department. Guys, i don't know from where,having absolutely no intelligence,having amassed the way to do things by virtue of the time spent in office,,dumb as an ass yet with the agility to jump in at the right moment and kiss anyone' ass,moving up the organizational hierarchy n becoming my manager.
So called managers, who find it difficult to frame a sentence, let alone speaking it in front of a group of people in English.I hate people who speak wrong English.I hate people who have distorted perceptions of their importance in the company.The sycophantic hierarchy that persists here.
Huh..The first time you see it, you are actually & positively disgusted to the core.But perhaps,the training period is HR's way to accustom you to what lies ahead.It is actually a good observation period,though.A time that lets you know that you are way better than most other people.
But what happens when you are surrounded by thousands of servile sycophantic people,all trying to have a go at your neck. You get accustomed to what you are doing. You get comfortable.You stop fighting the system. And when that occurs, you start falling down to their level.I don't know if i'm right or wrong or if i'll be laughing at myself when i read this some years from now, but as of now i think that what matters most is how you distinguish yourself from the crowd.
Being different, in your thinking,different in the way of working, your way of talking,not to take things for granted & most importantly not to take anyone's word for anything, to stick up against the system,to have the guts to make jokes about your boss when he can hear them,to challenge him,to question him,to beat him,to make mistakes,learn from them & giving it sum' back to your boss.....
A few apt lines from a book i read sometime back explain the thoughts clearly......
"A thousand voiceless faces
cast in the same mold
urging you to do as you're told...........
A thousand faceless voices
singing the same tone
urging you to drop
the song of your own>..........
Fight to rise above the crowd
cause when all's said n done
all u have to show is the little individuality you've earned"
Only way to survive thru this miserable ordeal in the organization is to make your own support structure of friends & close people, who help you chill out..Drink beer, get high,check out pretty girls,follow them & enjoy the part of life that is as crucial as any other...So you get up the next day,fresh from the life you lived yesterday & go to work with a spring in your step..Not be fazed by the dullness around you,holding the head a good 6 feet above the ground,humming the songs you like, to keep the zeal of learning & getting out, the most important thing in your life over and above any work you do..
It is important to live your life and not make work your life...
Cheers!!Hic..
Life :a: quest..i'm as confused as anyone can be.Not knowing where i want to be.I hate myself for being this way.Being stuck in this city, in this work profile, with these people only compounds to my misery.Work begins at 9 & drags mercilessly through the day as a hot,dry gurgaon day.Gurgaon a city, or a desert, i'm confused again;...
With people( bosses)conspiring, conspicuosly & inconspicuously.Work that i find no interest in doing.People, i find no intention of talking or learning from..I often wonder,how people can have absolutely no self respect or integrity in kissing the anyone's ass..I hate such people.People who have serious ego issues.
But maybe this is another part of growing up.I don't know if i'll do MBA or what, but i have noticed that being a manager is quite a tough task. And people who don't know how to make work fun never enjoy the support of the subordinates. Many people argue that work cannot be fun,but that is exactly what is expected from managers.
Pathetic managers, there are in my department. Guys, i don't know from where,having absolutely no intelligence,having amassed the way to do things by virtue of the time spent in office,,dumb as an ass yet with the agility to jump in at the right moment and kiss anyone' ass,moving up the organizational hierarchy n becoming my manager.
So called managers, who find it difficult to frame a sentence, let alone speaking it in front of a group of people in English.I hate people who speak wrong English.I hate people who have distorted perceptions of their importance in the company.The sycophantic hierarchy that persists here.
Huh..The first time you see it, you are actually & positively disgusted to the core.But perhaps,the training period is HR's way to accustom you to what lies ahead.It is actually a good observation period,though.A time that lets you know that you are way better than most other people.
But what happens when you are surrounded by thousands of servile sycophantic people,all trying to have a go at your neck. You get accustomed to what you are doing. You get comfortable.You stop fighting the system. And when that occurs, you start falling down to their level.I don't know if i'm right or wrong or if i'll be laughing at myself when i read this some years from now, but as of now i think that what matters most is how you distinguish yourself from the crowd.
Being different, in your thinking,different in the way of working, your way of talking,not to take things for granted & most importantly not to take anyone's word for anything, to stick up against the system,to have the guts to make jokes about your boss when he can hear them,to challenge him,to question him,to beat him,to make mistakes,learn from them & giving it sum' back to your boss.....
A few apt lines from a book i read sometime back explain the thoughts clearly......
"A thousand voiceless faces
cast in the same mold
urging you to do as you're told...........
A thousand faceless voices
singing the same tone
urging you to drop
the song of your own>..........
Fight to rise above the crowd
cause when all's said n done
all u have to show is the little individuality you've earned"
Only way to survive thru this miserable ordeal in the organization is to make your own support structure of friends & close people, who help you chill out..Drink beer, get high,check out pretty girls,follow them & enjoy the part of life that is as crucial as any other...So you get up the next day,fresh from the life you lived yesterday & go to work with a spring in your step..Not be fazed by the dullness around you,holding the head a good 6 feet above the ground,humming the songs you like, to keep the zeal of learning & getting out, the most important thing in your life over and above any work you do..
It is important to live your life and not make work your life...
Cheers!!Hic..
Feb 24, 2010
a time to....
A time to be born, and a time to die
A time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal;
A time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose;
A time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to mend, and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A TIME TO HATE, AND A TIME TO LOVE.........
Feb 16, 2010
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