Monday, May 21, 2007

Wats in a NAME??

At a training session today...we were asked to jot down in points what all should we consider while buying a house for yourself.
These points had to be further divided into "Must haves" and "Negotiable"
something like...
Budget(for the house) is a "must have"...and something like School nearby the house is "negotiable".

We all had it done discussing in groups...and everyone had almost got in all the must haves and negotiable points.
Mr.Joseph Raj asked if there was anything else u want to add to this list...and then after a moment of silence came a voice from somewhere...

"Sir,I think i would also consider if the building in which im buying a house is Earthquake resistant."

We all looked at him and burst out laughing!!
What the hell was this guy saying...earthquake does that matter???

And then came what was one lesson we all had to learn...Mr.Joseph stopped us...
"Its a very good point...If you happen to be living in some place like Surat...this will play a very imp role..."
"Just because you are restricted to your surroundings...dont you ever curb anyone else's thoughts...You could be the biggest loser if you do so..."

The guy continued...
"People...I have done Civil Engineering...If you dont know...let me tell you...this is a very imp criteria...for any house you buy...esp business hubs...and also...that a building can only be earthquake RESISTANT...never can it be earthquake PROOF...If someone says its earthquake proof...they are just taking you for a ride..."

I looked at him and realised...
Yes...Its better to accept sometimes that the person in front of you might know something better...something useful...that you could never imagine...

Mr.Joseph concluded his session today by saying...

"Remember always...Youth is POWER...No matter what you do...wherever you will always remember the time of your life between 20-30 yrs...
So utilize it well...Go ahead with your dreams...The time and opportunity might never come back...!!"

Now thats something to think about....


Wednesday, May 16, 2007

The Stranger...

Have you ever noticed...that there are some people in life...some relations...that can never be defined...

I have known people...they are not just acquaintances...coz they knw quite a bit about you...
they are not "friends" coz they don know enough abt you...
But still...they play such an important role in your life!!

You are walking on the are sitting at a coffee are at work...there are so many people who go unnoticed...
and then there are some...who just come into your life...almost suddenly...

Who are these people...and why are they there???
They could be easily replaced by someone else...or may be not...I dunno...too complicated...

Found this poem the other day...Read it fully and try to get what it means...its too good...

The restaurants on hot spring evenings
Lie under a dense and savage air.
Foul drafts and hoots from dunken revelers
Contaminate the thoroughfare.
Above the dusty lanes of suburbia
Above the tedium of bungalows
A pretzel sign begilds a bakery
And children screech fortissimo.

And every evening beyond the barriers
Gentlemen of practiced wit and charm
Go strolling beside the drainage ditches --
A tilted derby and a lady at the arm.

The squeak of oarlocks comes over the lake water
A woman's shriek assaults the ear
While above, in the sky, inured to everything,
The moon looks on with a mindless leer.

And every evening my one companion
Sits here, reflected in my glass.
Like me, he has drunk of bitter mysteries.
Like me, he is broken, dulled, downcast.

The sleepy lackeys stand beside tables
Waiting for the night to pass
And tipplers with the eyes of rabbits
Cry out: "In vino veritas!"

And every evening (or am I imagining?)
Exactly at the appointed time
A girl's slim figure, silk raimented,
Glides past the window's mist and grime.

And slowly passing throught the revelers,
Unaccompanied, always alone,
Exuding mists and secret fragrances,
She sits at the table that is her own.

Something ancient, something legendary
Surrounds her presence in the room,
Her narrow hand, her silk, her bracelets,
Her hat, the rings, the ostrich plume.

Entranced by her presence, near and enigmatic,
I gaze through the dark of her lowered veil
And I behold an enchanted shoreline
And enchanted distances, far and pale.

I am made a guardian of the higher mysteries,
Someone's sun is entrusted to my control.
Tart wine has pierced the last convolution
of my labyrinthine soul.

And now the drooping plumes of ostriches
Asway in my brain droop slowly lower
And two eyes, limpid, blue, and fathomless
Are blooming on a distant shore.

Inside my soul a treasure is buried.
The key is mine and only mine.
How right you are, you drunken monster!
I know: the truth is in the wine.

Aleksandr Aleksandrovich Blok

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Feeling at home...

Was talking to Varun today over the phone...
He was telling me how he was supposedly bored and frustrated of his training at Infosys,Mysore and how he just wanted to come back to Mumbai...the sooner the better...

He was telling me how worst it is to stay away from he misses Mumbai and its flavour...

I just listened...tried to console and show him the positive sides of being at Infosys
(i HATE Infosys tho..all stupid branding goin on...i dunno...mayb coz i din make it to one of the "best" IT firms in India today..)

But i couldnt help wondering...Here I am...trying to get out of this place...this ROUTINE...I would love the change...a new place...a new lifestyle...
Im kinda fedup of this mess....

Ahh...different perceptions...different views....different people...

Some things change every once in a while... Some things never change... Those which never change though...become ROUTINE...