a few things..

Good: This thing that the modern day commercialism has started - called as "Friendship Day". Even those who don't really have ample time to let those who matter know that they really matter, take some time out one way or the way, and drop in a message, to say the least.

Awesome: India wins, finally. Defeated SL by 170 runs.

Bad: Massa had an engine failure, with only a few laps to go - sad that he lost out on the championship lead.

Interesting: My folks shifted home recently, and shifted to our home where I grew up as a kid. Since me and my younger bro have been out of home for a long time now (owing to studies first, and then work), all the boxes with stuff came out in the limelight when the shifting happened last week. And boy-oh-boy, what a pandora's box it has been. Reminds me of the F.R.E.I.N.D.S episode, where Monica and Ross go to their parents' home, to pick up their stuff, while the latter were moving. Obviously, all of our stuff was intact (unlike Monica in the TV series, who lost all her stuff to rains, but instead got a Porsche!), and I could feel a kid yet again, while going through my childhood stuff. I did bring a couple of things back to my place from those boxes, to remind me of the good ol' times. Guess I'll start with a few things soon enough.

Awaited: Lots of things. Can't pen down all right now - infact, can't pen down many, ever. Catch 22. Perception. Good will. Confusion. Loads to come..

Easy way to lose $$$

Day 2:

Day starts fine with the breakfast in the hotel. First meeting of the day is with the one of the ministries of this place, and it came as no surprise that there are no regulations at all! Over and above that, WE are asked to prepare a draft policy (taking some cues from Indian policies), that we want to be implemented in Bangladesh - "what an idea sirji".

Next meeting is with a honcho - the person who supplies people (as labour) to Japan & Mid-East - awesome and flourishing business he has - apparently he also wants to jump the bandwagon and invest in renewable space.

Then we meet those who manage Grameen Shakti, the NGO arm of Nobel Laureate Muhamad Yunus' Grameen Bank - there, we get the flavor of where actually all the funds coming in Bangladesh are going.

Its all about PR, at the end of the day, is what I have realized.

Talking about the city, its amazing to note that this place runs on gas - not on gasoline. Bangladesh is almost self-sufficient in its fuel requirements! More than 90% of the vehicles here are Toyotas (with a majority of them reconditioned and shipped from Japan).

Points to note: never ask for veg food; never ask for liquor; always wear a neck-tie if you want to impress the one in front of you; never leave your bag in your cab [if you leave it, don't leave any cash in it; stupid me - I did, and lost $$$ :( ]

Poor me.

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Itsy bitsy

With time passing by, it becomes all the more difficult to stay away from this..

True, it's been a long time now that I was here. Been held up in so many things - a glorified version would say that I have been "making a difference to the society" ;)

Yes, I'm working these days. And working good. Be it arranging Carbon Finance for sustainable technologies, or deal structuring for renewable energy projects - it's all happening. On top of it, talk about making companies and events "Carbon Neutral" - Neutral means offsetting the emissions made by the activity.

The space sure is exciting, and with every passing day, it gives me enough and more evidence that this is where I would want to be!

"Which side are you with?"

"Me? I am with me!"

Ignoring calls

Confession -
I have a habit - that of ignoring the phone calls from the numbers I do not recognize.
Usually what happens is, when I am in good mood, I tend to pick up calls from any number, and engage in a warm chat.

On the contrary, when I am not in the best of my spirits, I most definitely decline calls from numbers I do not recognize (read, numbers not saved in my phone address book). And in many cases, I disconnect the calls from my acquaintances too, only to return call at a later stage.

Not to mention, I disconnect calls when I am busy as well, again to call back at a later stage.

And when someone lets the phone ringing, without picking it up, that's a heart breaker!

Ten Beans to Spill

I was tagged by S. So here are my…

Ten Beans to Spill

1. Last week of August is one of my favorite times of the year. It starts with my brother's birthday, followed by my mom's. Same days see the birthday of many friends of mine - S, another S, B, R, A, G. And the week is summed up with Dad's bday....so we get 7 whole days of celebration!

2. I never eat sweet after any meal, even if it is only a bite. I tend to cherish the taste of food.

3. I feel most spiritual when I am surrounded by nature (whether it be trees, the ocean, the mountains, or the desert).

4. I have a full-blown phobia of heights.

5. I only drink alcohol approximately once every one to two months, and usually only one glass then.

6. Food that I hated most when in school was Rajma-Chawal.

7. Food that I love most today is Rajma-Chawal.

8. I really suck at cooking. (All I can do is tea/coffee/maggi)

9. One of my favorite pastimes in college was riding two-wheelers through college roads.

10. I hate it when people lie, or get late!

Thats How I see it!
That's MY WORLD.

Confused @#(^$*%

More than 2 months going down the drain, yet again..

And this time was happening in ways more than one. Maruti & GB coming my way; and what all didn't, I wudn't like to boast of.

Then came the convocation, which was with the trip of Bangalore-Mysore-Ooty-Calicut.

And I go over to Bangalore to spend yet another week. And then, crushed.

Back to Delhi, and had PDC. Met Deepak. Same as ever.

Roaming around now; still unable to decide what I oughta do.

As usual, helllllppppppp!!!!!!!......

Change..

20 days is a long-long time, which makes quite a few things change drastically. Getting helluva busy now-a-days, with all these ppts coming into foray. Moreover, all the projects' submissions are just around the corner as well, which makes me think whether I should continue with what all tension I have been accumulating all these days !

Just to talk of it, I guess there's one mistake I did. Wasn't a mistake actually, but eventually led to be one. Reality is not what it really seems to be, and it would be illogical to say that anyone could be right all the time. Rightly it is said that you can fool all the people some of the time, some of the people all of the time, but you can't fool all the people all the time. The point in question is, whether I am the one who has been making the fool, or was I the one who was being made one. Still gotta think who is the protagonist of this theme.

V.I.B.G.Y.O.R

"An empty head, a devil's home". This is a very bad translation what we have been hearing since our childhood, which says 'Khaali Dimaag, shaitaan ka ghar'. I can make out now why this saying has been on the rolls for so long a time.

Lately, I have been on the quest of observing anything & everything under the sun, which comes my way. I was just about to start the movie "Die-Hard 2", but suddenly I saw my desktop background getting transformed in a flash; from a beautiful wallpaper of a pretty girl [i won't disclose further details here, about the girl ;)], to a huge and lonely field, across which fared a big-big Rainbow, showing all the seven colors with a huge grin. (Don't think that this is something odd...Actually, I have installed a software on my system, which changes the wallpaper every 15 minutes..its just that, I got startled by this thing when it happened in a flash, in front of my eyes)

As I have developed this habit of thinking of the oddest things coming my way, this was just another thing. And I thought of writing about this here, and postponed my movie till the time this post gets over. Die-hard isn't dying "that" hard, as of now.

Now then, the rainbow, huh! And the seven colors, V.I.B.G.Y.O.R !

Each color holds a different meaning, a different pre-disposition, a different mindset, altogether, for each and every one of us. And it sure won't be the same for any two persons, because we all try and look this world from our own eyes - and it is a fact that the same thing we are watching, is also being observed by thousands and thousands of other pairs of eyes as well. In taking a look, we simply overlook the fact that though we have our perceptions, the synchro of our thoughts may not match with those near us, often leading to difference of opinions. Hey hey, this is going away from what I meant to talk about. So leave this philosophical stuff down under, and follow what's coming ahead.

Yeah, so I was talking about V.I.B.G.Y.O.R , and my perceptions about these.

I have my own feelings for all my friends, and for those, who eventually are not my friends as well. I'll try and associate some human souls with these colors, and I hope nobody gets too sticky about why this particular color for this particular person.

I'll associate Aasheesh with Indigo. Though ideally, I would like to associate him with Pink color, but alas, Pink is not a color in the Rainbow, and hence, out of contention. I have a couple of reasons why "I" of VIBGYOR goes to Aasheesh. First of all, "I" consider Aasheesh one of the best guys known to this humanity (I know this is flattery, but you can't deny me on this, right! If you do as of now, dare not do it ahead). This "I" (Myself here), reminds me of Aasheesh at first, because he has always been behind me, in all the facets which I have come across.

Secondly, like VIBGYOR needs some vowels to make sense to the pronunciation of the word "VIBGYOR", Aasheesh acts the common source of bonding between quite a few of us. You need to know where a guy is; ask Aasheesh, and you'll get to know his whereabouts [applies to girls too ;)].

There's one more "Indigo" quality I associate with Aasheesh. Britishers considered Indigo to be quite a useful thing, and wanted to export most of it. Likewise, Aasheesh is such a person(an export quality), that his worth can't be evaluated so easily, in words.

Talking about Green, what reminds me on hearing "Green" is "TeamGreen" & "GreenStream". These are not people, but surely identities. TeamGreen is the Environmental initiative we started last year, when our batch joined here at IIMK. GreenStream is the Environmental Society, and the Website, which was started by our enthu juniors, in DCE. That was an amazing effort, I should say, to work for GreenStream. Though I didn't get to work much for GreenStream (thanks to all the pains juniors took themselves), GreenTeam asked for some time, and I was too happy to give my time towards its activities.

I consider "Yellow" as very peaceful color. Akshay is the one who flashes across my mind, when thinking of this one. He's so calm, and inspiring, that its beyond words to explain. You've gotta meet him, and you would start feeling better, anyhow. Whenever I face any anxiety, I drop him a mail, and get a reply asap, to pacify my eagerness. He's got such a nice and sweet personality, that even yellow color would feel shy, taking a look at this guy.

Come "Orange", and its fun & frolic time. I'll devote this to not one person, but two. Welcome, Swap n Bihari. Although I should have taken just one name, but these two form the crux of the amusement I see as valid. Not that others are not funny, or that others don't like to have frolic in their times, but "Real" masti comes up when it is not an anybody's expense, except the self.

Bihari has been a fitting guy for this, because of obvious reasons. I had already dedicated a post to him yesterday, so i don't need to elaborate much on him here. His assets include making everyone laugh, come what may, even if it comes at his own expense. Whatever he may say, he's a gem at heart. (Kisses!)

Swap is the one who creates the cheerful atmosphere when people are around. He's always been there for me all thru these 2 years of MBA, and even before that, to cheer me up whenever I feel down, or feel a bit low, thinking about DCE. Time's not a problem with him, and at times, he sits upto 5-6 in the morning as well, talking to me and getting me to calm down.

Moreover, "Orange" is supposed to be a juicy fruit, and these two here, fill up the juice (and the spice) in our lives. Orange befits them, for sure!

Now is the color "Red". The color of blood. The color of envy. The color of distrust. I wouldn't name anyone in this section, because its not in public good to call people names, and to accuse of some things which they may not consider acceptable. Anyways, there's this person I know, who, as far as I know, feels pretty insecure. This person has developed a virtue of making mistakes, but covering them up very well in the very next instant. Moreover, sometimes I feel it has been my mistake all the way through, to let this person make a fool of me. But then, it is my tendancy (read, human tendancy) to get back, if I feel that the peron is holding back, because of human dignity. However, whatever much I do, it doesn't matter at all. On a different note, "Red" is the color of the T-shirt I am wearing right now. :))

So now, I is over, G is over, Y is over, O is over, and R is over. This takes care of all the colors of VIBGYOR. Ask me how? Well, remember, Aasheesh was meant to be "I" here. He singlehandedly overshadows the deeds done by all of us, and beats us by miles. "V" & "B" of VIBGYOR are meant to be overshadowed by Aasheesh here as well, and thus, no one gets a slot for V or B. That's my way of saying "Hats off" to him.

I'll ask you not to consider all this as flattery. All this is well proven truth, as you yourself know. Its just that, I am jotting it down here, for the world to know. No hard(or soft, for that matter) feelings for anyone, huh!

I'll get back to my movie now. As I see it, the wallpaper of the Rainbow on my system's desktop has changed to another beautiful lady now. ;)

One can enjoy a rainbow without necessarily forgetting the forces that made it.
------ Mark Twain, in "Queen Victoria's Jubilee"

Un-under-stand-able

With nothing else to do, this seems to be the only valuable, infact, invaluable proposition.

This Blog is dedicated to all the countless nights I've spent encouraging others for their deeds, asking them to come up to their own expectations, uselessly trying to make them ponder over the issues they never could think about, and moreover, making them feel good for themselves.

Now that I myself am facing an identity crisis, it would be fruitless to say that i still have the capability of pursuing the same. This is made 'all the more' interesting by the fact that the term is coming to an end, and in days to some, i would be left out of such issues for ever, as there are better things to do coming up everyone's way.

What is there to be said? Next 2 days free for me, then classes for 3 days, to be followed by another ruthless, boring, lonely 7 days; following it would be a lone 4 hour class, which would be accompanied by another 5 days of blackness.

I wonder why it happens; i am not saying this happens with me and me alone, but you see, i can't say on behalf of others. So to say, the number of friends in the yahoo messenger, msn messenger, orkut list, hi5 list..etc etc... exceed anyone i know, and, for that matter, I really try n stay in touch with a good enough number of them.

But give me a break yaar! I have my own self-committment as well.

On a different note, am i still just a kid, who needs to be told of each and everything that goes on. One who needs to be taken care of all the way through, as if i m not able to judge people in a proper way. Agreed, that I have made mistakes in the past, which really has affected the relationships with many people, but that's what some people might call as mistake. On my part, later on, it was a well-informed conscious choice to make. Aware of all the implications, which could have affected me, I took my chances, and here i am, standing alone, am i not.

I wouldnt say that all the ways I undertook have been futile. Atleast some of them were appreciated from almost all the corners of the world.

What should i call it: Good People Skills, enabling me to a better HR manager, or should i call it a stupid attempt to aggregate some souls to take care of their solitude.

The time's running out. Hurry! Hurry!

Thats all of us

The Coorg way..the road less travelled

Thats me..

The dawn breaks..

Well, lot many friends of mine do this..
So will i, from now on. Not because this is something which I like them doing, but because this gives me another way of pouring my heart out..
Ummmmm.....where should I start.

The second year for my MBA starts in 7 hours time, and yet, i don't have any idea at all what i am supposedly doing here at IIMK. My fate took me to the military school, which surely did the best it could have been for me. Self-reliance, Independent, Reliable, Sensible, blah blah blah...That's what i have been hearing all the way.
But is it really true; and even if it is, is it worth it?

Then came DCE, the bestest phase of my life. No worries at all..Just pure fun for 4 complete years, even if it involved pity fights, dirty politics, amorphous attitudes.

While I sit here in my room, waiting for somebody to come online, so that I could spend some of my time chatting, i miss even those who I never dreamt of missing. All the rubbish acts done by people seem childish now. True that i still haven't forgot their relevance, but pity i surely feel for thyself.

Lets see what this new year, the upcoming new batch, and the new ways of life have in store for me. May the best guy win. And It has to be me. ;)