Saturday, January 22, 2011

Four Laws Of Commitment

Yesterday, one of my friends knocked quite enthusiastically on my door. That sort of knocking normally results from either presence of any girl in our hostel vicinity(which is otherwise marked by the dull looking security guard with a unidirectional gaze) or during occasional power cuts at night. I opened the door and Midas break in with his full vigour.

Midas: Sangeeta got a boyfriend.

me: Who is she?

Midas: are meri wali ki dost.

me: ohh...that's great. But i don't think that guy is you. So why are you so happy?

Midas(with so much energy in sound): Oh come on.....see i got a theory. Her another close friend Deeksha is already committed. Now she will feel lonely and left out at times. And i see a chance here for myself.

me: Best of luck.

Next day, we both were sitting at mongi(our cake shop) sipping coffee and observing people coming and going. We started discussing signs if one boy and girl walking together are committed or not. Here is the conclusion of our Ph.D thesis:

1. While walking, both are in close proximity of each other with rhythmic hand touch and occasional brushing of shoulders.

2. Their voice is too low to be heard by passing people. Yes, of course they can hear each other.(And passing people are so interested to know their conversation.)

3. They are unaware of the surrounding as if other people don't exist. By this i feel they promote Lord Mahavir's motto of,"jiyo aur jine do".(live and let live.)

4. Their face wears a very sarcastic smile.(as if look, i am there, where you dream to be.)

After our thesis was about to complete, Sangeeta appeared with her acclaimed boyfriend. So, this was onion opportunity(why always golden? Onion too is picking up and i nurture youngsters.)
Applying each of the above points to Sangeeta and her so called boyfriend.

OBSERVATION TO POINT 1:
They were about 1 foot apart from each other. So, It failed.

OBSERVATION TO POINT 2:
I can make out their conversation.
Sangeeta said,"your cousin is writing 12th board na!! Tell him to mug all those crap unit cell formulas."

OBSERVATION TO POINT 3:
She waved 'hi' to her class mates sitting beside us. This point also went unvalidated.

OBSERVATION TO POINT 4:
Her smile was cute, nothing was wrong with her smile.

So, after all this, I asked Midas about his last night's claim. He said,"Don't you pick the emotion flowing between them?" Often people use heavy words  like emotion, feelings and for a second you are gripped in emotion and think,"aah..right". Next moment, I saw them passing workshop report and by any means, i couldn't find any emotion in those reports on emotionless iron and wooden workpieces. I gave an amazed look to Midas.

Midas exclaimed,"i have to be positive."

To know more of Midas, Click Here.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Bharat/India

I am coming after attending a wonderful conference organised by  Center for Entrepreneurial Leadership (CEL) called grass root. I thank Amrit( http://www.amritpal.in/) and his enthusiastic community for their hard work and commitment. I have seen Amrit working like hell for it and people should feel indebted to him for this wonderful conference. Well, most of the speakers were pretty simple, with no frills, and interactive style of communication. I personally don't like TRW style of presentations, because essentially i can't connect with the speaker, amongst other factors. (TRW is one of our courses which teaches us how to give presentations, speeches.) Have a look at the speakers at http://nsef-india.org/grassroots/speakers. (Three of six speakers were bald, i suspect the reason that they are more open to ideas than ours.)

Some lines i still remember of the speakers are:

  • "I got research papers from professors, i am sorry professors but they were absolutely bullshit."
  • "Our education system is such that they kill our creativity through out school and college and when we are out of college, and say i want to be a entrepreneur. They say....aaah..you ought to be creative.."
  • "We have more malnourished children than all sahara african together."
I have absolutely no clue why i remember these lines. These are neither Shakespeare's couplet nor Mark Twain's quote but the most challenging problems of Bharat. I reserve the use of word "India" for instances, when i describe our country's growing number of billionaires, which are greater then most developed countries like Japan. Indeed its unfortunate and painful, considering 36% of fellow countrymen are Below Poverty Line and one-third of world's malnourished children are in India. India is happy land of technocrats (majority of them do back offices job), getting a handsome salary and then again spending on branding themselves i.e. by wearing lewis, visiting domino's, so again sending back good proportion of money to its source(western countries).

And we are clinging to schemes like NREGA, and policies like RESERVATION for this disease, which is pretty much similar to applying iodex to your head when you have tumour inside. I mean, these measures can only decorate the problem so that world can't see the ugly picture, the problem remain same as it is. Some 2 years ago, there was much buzz around reservation in private sector jobs for the backward castes and then i read an article in Outlook. I tried searching for it on net but couldn't find any original e-article published in any newspaper or magazine. (One which i find best is http://teck.in/infosys-and-caste-reservation-in-india.html) The story is that one of our esteemed ministers asked Mr. Narayan Murty for his opinion on reservation in private sector companies. Mr. Murty excused himself and told that he needed 6 months to have an opinion. Then he selected 60 guys(from SC, ST and OBCs) who were unable to find jobs for them after completing their college. Mr. Murty called for the best professors and after 6 months all of the 60 guys were recruited by reputed companies at very good packages, by this he gave his opinion to government. By giving reservation, we are crippling the able generation of people who refuse to work hard and develop themselves because the standards are low for them. This is exactly what other government's development plans are doing. They are doling out billions of dollars relieving poor for some time, to give our corrupt machinary yet another chance for a scam rather than starting a skill building programme on the same larger scale, which i feel was a good and permanent remedy.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Lokotosav-10 (Goa)

While looking for the newly opened KFC in Panjim, we(i and my friend) bumped into lokotosav-10 (लोकोत्सव-10). This is a handicraft fair organised by Government of Goa. Fair included the handicraft galleries of different states for which those states are famous for, like puppets from Rajesthan, embroidery works from Karnatka and Uttar Pradesh, Wood arts from Tamilnadu, Madhubani paintings from Bihar. Apart from that there were traditional dance shows from Rajesthan, Orissa(As much as i saw).

Puppet (कठपुतली)

Flutes(Tamilnadu)

                                                               Clay arts
                                                                Madhubani Paintings
Even the man behind the counter didn't know the name.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Say Sorry

New year...New resolutions...New hope...New thoughts...New energy...Isn't this?

We think of all good that we will do in the coming year. After 15 days, energy exhausts, thought vanishes, hope diminishes and resolution breaks. This happens every year but does it stop us from making new year resolutions. Naah...it doesn't. One year, i resolved to say sorry in case of misunderstanding with anyone, but 3 years since then, I haven't succeeded yet.

Saying 'sorry' is the toughest thing, i suppose. Because it costs one's ego, questions self esteem and makes one low in the eyes of people who can't understand it's meaning. I have a friend, very dear to me. We have been friends since we were in class 4. Then we were room mates when we went for our engineering entrances. We share some of the beautiful chapters of our life. That was the first time, we were out of our family. So, we acted as each other's support. I didn't know how to use electric iron on clothes, he used to do that for me. We were in same school, same fiitjee batch, so followers of same girls. So we did many lovely things together like some time making dinner or washing clothes. But there were times, when we had misunderstandings between us. Some times fault was mine, some times his, and most of the times none. During the misunderstanding days, we didn't talk to each other. Neither i nor he was for this cold war but neither of us could stop that. Only reason behind this: Inability to say sorry. I had no courage to say sorry, i was afraid that even if i accept mistake(no matter who's mistake is.), if he refuses to talk with me, it will insult me. May be, he thought the same way. Anyways, this termite wasted our most precious time and didn't allow us to add some more beautiful chapters to our life. Our human nature is such that we realise importance of anything when we are on verge of loosing it. And  most of the times we realise when it's impossible to get it back.

Am i wrong?

Sunday, January 2, 2011

एक सफ़र..


नव वर्ष की बधाइयाँ  !!!!

सुबह-सुबह ट्रेनों में "चाय-चाय" के सद्यिओं पुरानी गला बैठा कर निकाली गयी आवाज़ के आदी मेरे कानो को जब लोहे की टकराने की आवाज़ सुनाई दी, तो मेरा पहला अंदेशा ट्रेन की पटरी से उतर जाने का था. भारत में रहते हुए और ट्रेन में सफ़र करते हुए ट्रेनों की पटरी से उतर जाने पे दुखी नहीं  होना चाहिए, बल्कि भगवन का धन्यवाद देना चाहिए कि "पटरी से ही उतरी, पुल से नहीं गिरी". खैर ठण्ड की सुबह कम्बल से निकलना अच्छा नहीं लग रहा था, लेकिन उस आवाज़ की उत्सुकता ने बाहर आने पर मजबूर कर दिया. और जो मैंने देखा, वो आप लोग भी नीचे चित्र में देखिये.



ये दृश्य है, धमारा घाट नाम के स्टेशन का. आस पास के लोगो ने बताया की ये जगह दूध के उत्पादन के लिए प्रसिद्ध है, और पूरी मिथिलांचल में किसी के शादी-श्राद्ध आदि अवसरों के लिए दूध यही से मंगाया जाता है. ये साइकिल  दूध  के व्यापारियों  की है. लोगो ने बताया की खास अवसरों के लिए दूध का आर्डर पहले देना पड़ता हैं और तय दिन दूध के सौदागर साइकिल और दूध के कनिस्तर सहित ट्रेन में चढ़ते है और ग्राहक के गाँव के नजदीकी स्टेशन उतर कर सीधे साइकिल से ग्राहक के घर. ये रीती  मीटर गेज़  वाली ट्रेन के समय से है और अब तक चल रही है. जब मैंने रेल पुलिस के नजरिये के बारे में जानना चाहा  तो मुझे बताया गया की १० रुपये में सब कुछ चलता है. हाँ यहाँ रुपया  को रुपया नहीं रूपा बोला जाता है.

ग्रामीण इलाको में बदलाव साफ़ दिख रहा है, और इस बदलाव के सूचक है चाइना के मोबाइल और डिश टीवी. बेचारा दूरदर्शन जो ग्रामीण इलाको में अपने कुछ कार्यक्रम दिखता था, अब उसका वो भी आधार ख़त्म होता दिख रहा है. झाँसी की रानी को अब गाँव का बच्चा बच्चा पहचानता है, जी टीवी पे चल रहे "झाँसी की रानी" के कारण, उधर बिग बॉस को गाँव की दादी नानी भी पहचानती है. गाँव के युवा अब पान की गुमटी पर गाना नहीं सुनते, भाई सब के  पास अब चार चार स्पीकरों  वाला फ़ोन है जिनपे कुमार सानु के अमर गीत बजते है. मोबाइल सेवाओं के घटते हुए दाम ने अपना असर दिखाया है. अब घूँघट के अन्दर  से नयी दुल्हन अपने पति को सर्फ़ -साबुन के लिए फ़ोन करती है.

जो भी हो, अच्छा लग रहा  है और आपको??