Saturday, May 17, 2008


Me, Beofre i wrote anything else, let me write this, I have been to Leopolds, the place from Shantaram. :D

Ok, now about me, i dont know where to start , but i somehow felt that i should write about myself, another consequence of Shantaram. One of the reasons that i almost closed down my blog was , i was almost writing such kinda things, But i think the its more of a matter of courage to write about yourself, atleast at times when you cannot be yourself.
The only reason i picked up Shantaram was this line on the first page, "The most important thing in this world is Freedom, Freedom to hate" Nothing with relation to this post.

Me and the Manager.

This is how i can put it, i used to sit on these Exams, one of the Hundreds i wrote in my life till now. I used to break my knuckles for the first hour, yawn at the paper, flip through the paper and see that i know the 5/8 questions and finally, i would have finished 15% of the paper in 50% of the time. And then there is Midterm revision and i get all hurried and i start writing nad thats when the real me comes out, there is so much content but no time, and thats when i invented a language that no spieces could understand. I used to literally make scratches on my answer sheet. I remember that i used draw circuit diagrams, while i am running to submit the paper, you get it right, i used to draw with paper in the air, the diagram seemed nothing like a diagram. The Best part i should say, with the worst ever possible handwriting that human kind could have ever seen and the handwriting that would have made doctors proud, i managed to do well in my academics. Surprisingly. I still do in a way.I always said this to myself when i could see people drwing margins with coloured pens all over the paper and writing as if they printed, "I have content, and i need to write it, not present it"
My parents held their breath while i survived being the topper(Ok!! 2nd ranker, or the silver medal that was never there :P) . they were surprised that i finally manged to be at the top. They thought thats it, now my kid will go on to be the best because , all he has to do from now is to type in a sophisticated but easy to use software called Word and easily present ion Powerpoint.

Like they say in strategy, you always need to get the problem right. My parents didnt do that. Problem wasnt in the Hand writing, it was with me, i have too many thoughts in my mind that i keep them away or keep them locked for some time and then let them out in a flurry, and thats when it all gets scrambled. This mixed with intelligence and arrogance is Me. Thats the manager i could be by presenting thoughts in non-linear manner , but speak out at length in discussions when you want gyan, i would never say, lets look at a structure here, i would start off saying, "you know what,these could be various ways how things could be done". Anyway, thats Me as a manager , Guy who is too lazy, arrogant and (assumed to be) smart. I think the wake up call was, when i was told to stop my presentation in between and redo it in a structured manner. Thats how people change i guess.

Ok, so, if i cannot present , what else can i do. I am sure of one thing, anywhere i work, i will bet on this, i will make 10 others around me happy and motivated to work. More about that later, but otherwise i think i should write more rather than present. Anyway, i will stop it here, hopefully, there will be more versions to this in a structure manner. If possible i will upload a PPT. :P

Coming Soon (Mostly) : Me and the Cool Guy
Me and The Man
Me and Just Me

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

To Write

"Did you ever get high on something other than a drink?" asked Krishna. I wasnt very sure when i was answering that. I said " I get high when i watch a very good scene or read a great line or most of all write a great line and feel that pride of being the author or rather a creator of something original, running through my nervous system".

The very first lines that i wrote on this blog was that i am one of the laziest creatures on earth, i dont stand to argue with that. Once in a while somethings take me to a parellel world. Its like that thing i learnt in science, if you are thrown away from earth a velocity greater than a specific amount, you get out into the space. Thats what happens when one gets a high.

I should totally dedicate this post to Shantaram . I bothered to grab it while i am travelling , i had still been lazy enough to keep away my arousal that i experienced after reading the first page. I should thank Ramki for pushing me onto this book. Well, i will come to the point. I think , i got goose bumps a hundred times already within just 140 pages of what i have read. Some important things to really take a note of.

1) Shantaram mentions that writing had been his saviour in the most difficult of the times. He used to carry pices of paper and write prose and poetry wherever he wanted to. And if he hadnt done that he claims he would have gone mad. From my experience i would say that its so true. I remember writing on a tissue paper in a restaurant one day. Writing is the best vent for man's thoughts that couldnt be absorbed by any other man. Writing is fluent as the fluid that curls around from the pen and takes its shape into such effective words weaved together that when you look back at it , you will realise that with all the threads of our thoughts , we had actually woven an art piece. And believe me, writing gives anyone a high, you should see me as i scurry my fingers now on my laptop with battery meter ticking off and my mind racing against it with thousand thoughts.

2) I always used to write about my dream girl in one form or the other. I should not actually be calling her the dream girl, but its more the girl that i wanted to write, like an artiste wanted to draw an imaginary figure. Whenever i tried to write some part of it, i had a feeling that i am going over board, and i am doing some thing that doesnt look very - whats the word - practical (not the right word). But shantaram's description of Karla kind of reassured me that it takes a lot of art and skill to write about what you admire and desire and looking at what you created or put into words will give you a lot of pleasure. This is so because writing such things is always an attempt to create a replica of your best admirations, and you look for that quality and finesse in what you write , because this is not a plain dream,this is where you assume the powers to bring something from dream to reality , and that i believe is (if he exists ) is second to God's Job.

3)Thought is the frailest thing that man would ever experience, it would be fluttering like a dragon fly's wing in your mind and it would be there, it would be here, and it would be gone, but when it runs through your fingers in a well constructed sentence, it is the deepest thing and the strongest thing. I think Shantaram taught me that once again that all the philosophies that we, or I blabber off given the slightest of the opportunity would appeal more when written down. I was amazed by the skill with which Shantaram wrote about what seemed to be the simplest of the realisations that we go through everyday but never actually stand to acknowledge and appreciate . We have a long life of short moments that more or less define what we are, but when we feel very empty once in a while, thats when we grope for those moments when we were transformed and re-defined to new life, when we took a new step from surviving to living, All such things will come to life when we write.

I think i will close the post there atleast to win against the electronic machine.
But will soon elaborate in some form of the other,
hopefully i will be less of a sloth and more of a writer .

Tuesday, May 06, 2008

Silence and Sound

Before i write anything about the title, let me first convey my sincere gratitude to my Professor who taught me Business Research Methods.

Ok, now over to the actual post.

Silence : I was just watching the movie Nishabd, what an artpiece it is. I know that not many would stand to appreciate it, one of the reason being, its made over a taboo and another reason might be , thats made by a guy who went nuts after making some of the most amazing movies that Indian Cinema had ever seen. , Ok, i would atleast say that they were best of those that i have ever seen. RGV would always be one of my favorite directors, even if he had murdered Shiva by remaking it as Shiva 2006 (Sounds like my e-mail id : Kartheek17). What was he thinking when he made that movie with that guy from James, I mean, Shiva was a rage among students at that time, people practiced pulling out chains from their cycles. I am sure it would have made gangsters out of a few students of those times, especially in Vijayawada. Ratri , before it was remade respectfully in Hindi, used to scare the shit out of many while they just watched it on TV. He had a knack of talking to people through silence, through terse dialogues,through Heroes who stared into your eyes for so long that you would sometimes lower your eye lids with fear, and ofcourse the heroines whom i believe were given the most respect in his movies. Never mind what others say, be it Revati, Amala, Sridevi, Urmila and few others.(ok, lets put nisha kothari as an exception).

Some people say that he made some of the shittiest movies people have ever seen, well, i dont want to answer that now because that will take a long time if i list down what i call shitty movies. Somehow, it just struck me hard to see the amazing skill with which he handled a movie like Nishabd, I just want to be on his sets and see what he tells to the actors, something like, what would he have told to Nagarjuna in Shiva, or Sridevi in Kshana Kshanam or Saurabh Shukla or Manoj Bajpai in Satya or Amitabh in Nishabdh and Sarkar.

And when he Produced movies, he gave some of the best directors to the industry whom the Big production houses like Yash Raj are exploiting now. God, Shimit Amin couldnt get better than Ab Tak Chappan. The good thing was, (I dont really know, but this is what i believe) , he made movies which he felt good about, he put his money on it, and he did it, he didnt care what happened after that, and he risked his money , ofcourse he learnt a bit of business later, but not like Yash Raj, who make small films because they get you the highest ROI and then put your money on movies which would even not be screened at Film Festival in Timbaktu but you can screen it for one week in all theatres over the world and get your money back before the audience realise they were cheated( God, a Kid wouldnt write a story like that of Tashan in his childhood, one should be an idiot to produce it). I believe RGV doesnt do that, even if the whole world says the movie is bad, he would say, i like it, thats why i made it, he wouldnt say, i know its bad, but i also know that i would get my money.

Ok, so much about Silence.

Sound : Sound here basically means noise or other random things.

- Some thing wrong happened in Surat sometime, i didnt visit many cities in india, but till now, what ever highways or roads i have seen, Surat has the widest roads out of no reason. I know it has all the textile market, but what the hell are they doing with 10 lane road, i am not joikng, i will bet on this, 5 lanes on each side. Today, i was catching an Auto standing, right in the middle of the road.
-Girls in Surat look good. Let me put it better, Girls in Surat also look good. No, not the exact one, Girls every where but down south look good. Whats the problem!! Did Aryans forget something while they travelled south and I wonder what did the dravidians do. This might seem a bit awkward , but this seems to be the first topic of any school/college (Guys)re-union in a Metro(Oops, Chennai is an exception) or in a city Up-North . One of us would go saying " Ooooh!!, why werent they in our school". Like one of my friends used to say "I will take my kids to some Northern Metro where girls and guys can hold hands peacefully (Ok, 10 years later , if i read this, i mite be reading it as a 'Hypocrite')
-I want to be a teacher some day. Dont know how good would I be, but i will make sure that my students will have a great learning.
-Watched Goodfellas for the second time, Joe Pesci is God. No wonder , people copy that movie.
- Grades are coming out one after the other, funny that my learning curve is going down (wait a minute, did i attribute learning to grades !!?? Shit!!)
-Oh yeah, i deleted F.R.I.E.N.D.S from my lappy so that i can go on with my internship, and so , i am blogging now :|
-I still write in NotePad, i dont feel like using MS Office.
-Ok, thats it, i cant get more random than this.
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Friday, May 02, 2008

Mumbai and Neverland

Ok, Mumbai is not Neverland.

Mumbai is this awesome place, its like the place for everyone and a perfect place for guy like me to loearn some things. I am spending a fortune at this place, i cant figure out exactly on what i am spending it. But sometimes, there is a nice little sense of earning something, not actually earning , but virtually earning.
For example, the other day i took a Taxi from Chembur to Byculla, So as i was happily reading Brand Reporter in the back seat like a Brand Manager (Wannabe) , the mechanics worked on to move the taxi, so the system also had a sister concern called meter that moves along with it and it turned over to cost me 125 Rs. So, the next day i get to do the same thing, but i thought its time to move my butt a little more. So i catch a bus to the nearby railway station, that costed me 4 Rs and as i buy the ticket to Byculla, there is an announcement for the fast local. I run over the over bridge and just then the train stops and i thought i cant get this because , you cant actually catch a running train in Mumbai with "Used to catch Running Bus during college at Hyderabad" on your Resume. But, Hey wait up,the over bridge has a slide down instead of steps, so i run down and just as the train starts to move, i get in. And as i listen to a 4 min song from Godavari, I am there at Byculla. Now that train ticket costed me 5 Rs. With new found enthusiasm after saving 116 Rs, i thought i will walk to my place, which is kinda 1 Km away.

So is this like the Master Card Ad. Not exactly, the story is not over yet. As i walk down, i find this Pizza Place called Mama Mia and i walk into it, to celebrate my earning. After that blame it on the Great Indian Economy and the Consumer Confidence , i ate a Pizza worth 100 Rs with a cool drink worth 15 Rs. So thats it. I earned a Rupee.

Ok, even otherwise, Mumbai is an awesome place, might be too early for me to judge, but , as long as i can have 6 panipuri for 6 Rs on roadside, I love it.

Now to Neverland. Before i write this, if one is fired for bloggong about his job, this phenomena is called getting 'dooced' , i came to know this in just another quiz prelims which i didnt get thru.

I have been taking survey on 8-12 year kids on what they do and their daily activities. It has been awesome talking to them. There was this word about kids that my friend used , 'Unassuming' . i think thats it, thats one of the most beautiful attribute that humans are born with and only tend to lose it over time. There is this question that i ask "Do you worry about what your friends think about you? " . And i so loved it when they say a strong 'NO'. Seeing from where i come from - The B School and where i would go from there - I would call the kids world - Neverland.

Some really funny stats about Neverland, not actually stats as i didnt tabulate everything , actually nothing so far. God, so much work to do.

Ok, if anyone from Media Agencies are readingv this, if any of you want to put an ad for kids product, put it on this program called "Shing Chang" (i dont know if i am spelling it right, because with all curiosity, i could find out that he wears Red shorts and Yellow shirt, god i actually asked a kid if he can draw him). Kids love this program , they watch it what so ever.

They love those ads which i thought to be the stupidest Ads. There is nothing more than that i could reveal for now.

Ok, there is one final reference to Neverland i want to make. Not actually a Neverland. Anyway, let me explain.

Today kind of rounds off as a day where all of my good friends who wanted to be in a B-School, finally get to be in a B-school. Looking back, it was kinda stupid journey that we started , let me count , 1,2,3,4 years ago and got obsessed with . So, all said and done, we all looked at it as a Neverland which we wished to reach soime day. Oh, Oh!! that reminds me of something else thats common to us, as someone said, we are all this bunch of self-pitying, nostalgic graduates from JNTU Hyderabad.

And guess what, everyone is going to an IIM as just I go to XLRI. He he , howz that for differentiation. :P . Ok, very bad joke. Signing it off, just like some post long ago that i wrote, this day seems to be one more of those few days of absolute happiness.

So, if my humour seemed unoriginal, wannabe witty or plain simple bad, blame it on my obsession to watch 4 episodes of FRIENDS everyday.

As i signed off, i will have to leave a finishing joke.

P.S : I land in Mumbai Railway station from Hyderabad with all my luggage . Being an Engineer, i couldnt be smart enough than buying a Map of Mumbai in the railway station. Thinking back, i dont know what i was trying to do, what, buy a compass also and reach the place i wanted to. Anyway, so, i open this big map in the railway station and starting searching for the place i wanted to go. So, from another angle, i would be looking like holding a board saying " Come on you Taxi Guys , I am New to Mumbai and I am absolutely clueless and dumb, come take me for a ride". So one guy finally takes the offer and says, hey its just near by , and it costs just 150 bucks. So i think to myself " Oh!! ya, i have read about that in the papers, its called inflation, prices have have gone up." So i sit in the Taxi, and whoosh you are there in 5 mins. So, i get down , with gaping mouth and say "Come on, this is too much". That guy says "Buzz off, you weigh too much
- with your luggage " :D . It costs 30 bucks on Taxi from that place.