I am ...

I am high but I am grounded;
I am sane but I am overwhelmed;
I am lost but I am hopeful baby;
What it all comes down to
Is that everything is gonna be fine fine fine
I have got one hand in my pocket
And the other one is giving a high five!!

I am free but I am focused;
I am green but I am wise;
I am young and I am underpaid;
I am tired but I am working;
I care but I am restless;
I am here but I am really gone;
I am wrong and I am sorry baby;

What it all comes down to
Is that everything is gonna be quite alright!!!
And what it all boils down to
Is that no one is really got it figured out just yet!!

Blonds all around... but no one for me...

I am trying to be more regular with my write ups.... but this shit job not allowing me much.... Working with one of World top telecoms companies is of no use till the time I don't find a time for me... When I came here to US, thinking will have allot fun and learning... I think, I am just getting the next thing and a lille fun.... Oh God...!!

Working with a people which are double to my age and have kids elder then me... One can imagine the situation...But they are good... or may be predict to be good...I know I speak very fast but the people in Florida can understand that.. then why not in Alabama... It's an English and they say they have a different English... Oh Lord, how do I learn that many English's, you know I am never good with this literature stuff......I am kinda happy...for what?? for my earning ?.. for being away from parents?... or being living within blonds?... These blonds, how lovely they are... There is truth about blonds... the much they are beautiful the much they will be Dumb... This I don't say... this Americans say... So, should I start looking for a dumb lady... who may be world beautiful girl... Its kinda tangling situation... Anyways... !! Blonds are Blonds..

One joke for blonds.. Once there is a fire in one of the blonds home.. and she could not call 911.. as she never find a number 11 on her telephone device.. he he...

I am allot happy writ ting after a long.. and try to be more regular with this write ups......

If you don't find my write ups... Consider it I am learning......!!

Miss the Life. :o(

Last three months...moving ahead, with a packet in pocket..a packet containing tablets...tablets for what??...tablets of what?? tablets...tablets and tablets...!!

all these for my life.. A tablet of life...!!!

Its long I enjoyed and come open with the things...


I wish to be back with what all I have earlier with me....!!


ShiT...JOb...!!

shutdown for a long..!!

learn to do it now...

its being long i havent posted a single blog...bad for me...all i can see a hospital, docs..and cute creatures like nurses...

oh my lovely blog site..i miss u too much....my ears were waiting for a voice of keys from keybord...now me bit fine...and my keys are ringing.../

Maturity is thinking how you did not think like...


WHY is it that my old photographs make me cringe now??!!!
When you see trouble ahead you panic, what do you see when you're calm?


Certainly dont get this about people..when i tell them something they dont listen and then after a while they throw the same things i told them back at me! hmph. 2 people have done this its getting to my nerves!

I'm so in love with the songs by Beach boys--wouldn't it be nicee ost 50 first dates and songs by lifehouse...


and life is calling where are you?

now i will try to be bit regular with my lines...!!

Just Do It...!! Online..

Gonne were the days, when one not feeling well, he use to just inform his collegue and leave...and now what..!! One has to login to a leave console in a intranet of a company..and need to send a request for a leave online to the managers..and others..and if the intranet not working...then !!...need to wait for it to start...and hey presto next time i looked at my watch its time to leave and whole full day is over...!!

Here the technology has its advantage and disadvantages...remmebring my old dayswhen missing report, which we use to write by hand and now word document...make it so easy...and easy to recover and stored..The problem how ever, is that online has taken over to an extent where collegues not just on different floors but sitting net to each other communicate by e-mail or messenger " Hi, How are you ?" as followed by " Fine Thank you" and " You too !". May be the MNC shoe maker who just came with a double endue slogan of " JUST DO IT !" could perhaps amend it to " JUST DO IT ONLINE !!"..If beatels had sung a song " I want to holf your hand " in todays world ..it would be " I want to holed your hand online "..and if it was rolling stone's version as " I would get no/online saatisfaction !"

It's been a while since we have entered the brave new world of cyber-stalkers. In the good old days those so inclined would follow the likes of tennis starts Martina Hingies and Serena Wiliams from court to court, even while keeping there eyes on the ball or may be pretend to do so. Today !! its all done online. Perhaps cyber-stalkers could be arrested online, tired online and sentenced by online judge to an online term to an online Jail....!!

JUST DO IT ONLINE..!!

ALL THAT for a shiny smile..

Hmmm, don't think I had any real bad dentist experiences. One time at the hairdresser though, when they cut into my ear. :( ..From a long I was lookin for my teeths getting worse day by day...this all because of the iron capsule's that I have eaten in my bachpan...!! now I have to pay for them....my whitning smile was going with winds ....as a pulp balck layer of i dont know what was all over my teeths...that 32 beauties, of one mouth.....seems giving a witch look to me...So, finally decided for a dentist, there in my near by hostpital....and thought why not to take benefit of my medical reimbursement card.....which was lying for a long, somewhere inback of my drawere..

Just, entered the dentist room..there i saw a three people...very simple to define them...a nurse..a male senior dentist...and his junior assistent..really a beautiful chick....the one I like the most. So, as I entered, that junior dentist told me seat flat on that some robotic kinda chair...having worlds every comfort on a single chair...and i was plz God, let this chick operate me...and the same happens...she just sat aside me....and she smells a beauty...Oh, God
what the perfume she was using..I cant define that fragnance...that was amazing.....she told me to Open my mouth...and in confusion, I just open my mouth and make my toung out..as if she gonna check my toung..and tell me I have a stomach upset.....then I realised to make my toung in, and show her my blank and white 32 bones., besides my toung...then she taken out a mirror on stick and started analysing my problem...and i feel more than haapy to make my mouth open for her....!!

Oh, you need scalling of the teeths..she replied..and you have to deposit 600 bucks..that at the payment counter...for that sec , it was like "anything for you" kinda situtation come there in my mind. Then, when I relaise Oh, 600...!! yeah and it requires 3 sittings..and doctor started explaning me the problem, in there encrypted language.....All that i ignore.....Ok..So, do we start with the treatment right na...yeah...I asked. Doctor replied.." It will not take more than 20 minutes for one sitting". "Ok, where to deposite money" again I asked...The nurse guided me the way. I went there and deposited the amount. And the major thing they doest accept my reimbersement card...All i have to pay from my pocket....!! Anyways...!! I just came back after depositing the money, the room seems bit filled..so I waited in front of senior doctor, he
stated asking me what I am doing and all....I thought, in compensation for my details, may i know details of your junior doc...all that remain the part of my mind...So, my number come..... again the same most comfortable chair and same chick going to operate me...It was a state of independence for me in my mind.....

So, started with the process... she told me to open my mouth as earlier, but this time i didnt made that stuppid act of taking my toung out.and nurse also stands near, and as she puts a glass under there tap of the chair, water came auto..amazing it seems..and she gave her some so instrument , as if she gonna dug a whole in my mouth...that really made me terified. It make
me realize of one of the amitabh bachan movies....In which he was screwed by bautiful looking chicks...and that chicks were the gang members of Amzad Khan the veliene...and doctor seems to me like a viliene only.....oh...She started...total of two things in my mouth...one a spray of smthing i dont know what...that nurse keep putting in my mouth.and the othere that junior doc..drilling with some instrument.....and I closed my eyes, but still feel the fragnace and the and hands of that chick ......So, again the same tougth..." anything for ya..."...Oh, is it finished. I asked. As both took out there instruments. Yeah..It is...You can make wipe your mouth with the water there....I done the same. I asked her..Is am lokking better, I asked her. As if she say yes ,I will perpose her....The Doc said, see in a mirror. "Oh, Its really good"...as i saw i replied. My teeths are shining .....as If I a going for a colgate advertisement....

So, when you will be coming for next Sitting the doctor asked and she was looking..to me..I said as you....I tought, may be in the evening only, she agian gonna treat me....Ok next Saturday will be suitable as that will be off for you also Doctor replied....Oh. Such a long... I tought, and mumbled....he asked..."What happen not, suitable ..I was telling according to your convinient"...No..No...its Ok...I can't say what I am thinking....I know this was time for me to leave....

I said thanks to both..... and left....

So, I am desprately waiting for this saturtday....May be I have a something urgent to do...!!
But..."Anything for ya..."".....!!

May be I continue......

Sands of time..The Corporate Goals.

This post is actually an article published in one of the magazine this week, with some of my intermingled thoughts.

Every year, as you step into the final year of engineering, you gear up for that all-important placement. You go through loads of books on aptitude, puzzles, wordlists… and of course, your own course textbooks. After a long agonizing wait, you clear the written test, the group discussions, the interview, and finally your name appears on the list of the select few --- the chosen ones. And you think that finally all that (hard work?) paid off. You are wrong: the story just begins when you think it ends.

Before I trail off into the gyaan that I so much love to dish out, let me introduce myself and what this article will be about. I am a passout from your college, Adesh Institute of engineering and technology, Punjab. I received official confirmation of my bachelorhood in Computer Engineering in 2005, and then joined HCL. What will follow in the rest of the article will be a set of things I wish someone had told me when I was about to join this place. They are based not just on my experiences, but also on the experiences of most of my friends who joined other organisations. But this will not be a set of do’s and don’ts… it will be a chronicle of my and others’ little stories from life so far. It is your job to gather the do’s and don’ts from them. Also, this will be related mostly to the experiences of your seniors who have stepped into software or consulting organisations, but I believe that they will be helpful for others as well who step into what we locally call the ‘core’ companies.

The most enjoyable part of joining is the initial training period. In some cases, such as TCS and Infosys where you have a separate campus exclusively for trainees, it is what people call a ‘paid vacation’. In case of the rest of the people, such as HCL, the fairytale (read company-provided luxury accommodation) lasts only till the time that you do not find your own houses. Anyway, this is the time when the sudden fun of telling yourself that you earn for yourself sets in. With no worries and not a care in the world, all you need to do is to attend trainings and inductions (which rather enhance the feel-good factors about the company), it is indeed the happy-go-lucky days of your life at their best.There is a myth that I know of --- that people from computer engineering have an edge over people from other organisations when they join these software companies. The answer is both yes and no. The yes part comes in because when you are left to design something, a person who has been doing small designs for himself for the last four years of his life will be at ease. But please do not be alarmed --- most of us engineers thank heavens at least once a day for the wonderful key combinations invented which go by the names of Control-C and Control-V. Besides, it takes more time to unlearn things than to learn new bits.
Another popular ‘worry’ that most of us invent is like this: “Should I go into mainframes, or should Java be better? Will the market of data warehousing remain after 10 years? I don’t want to go into Testing, for God’s sake!!” Believe me, it should be the last of your worries. The reason behind this is that the software industry does not see any skill going into oblivion in the next 30-40 years at least. And n/w’s is not all that bad --- I know toppers from IIT Kanpur find their ‘n/w’s’ jobs quite challenging at Microsoft! So the moral of the story is that you need to keep an open mind about the technology you go into, unless you have won national competitions in some programming language.One important part of getting accustomed to the corporate life is growing in confidence – to be able to feel oneself as belonging to the organisation rather than being awed by the occasion. It is essentially the simple task of forgetting the ‘Sir’ culture and being able to talk to a Senior Manager by addressing him with his first name. It feels a bit queer at first,but once you get accustomed to it, you actually will be surprised to hear the ‘Sir’ word sometime later. Once you have become one of them, you will notice that you can easily tell who is a fresher into the organisation. It is a whole change of body language, almost as good as the difference between a sophomore and a first year student in the ragging days!

We were once asked to guess how much we thought interpersonal skills mattered compared to technical skills for progress in corporate life. Stop before you read ahead and try to guess yourself: how much do you think? 50:50? 30:70? Sorry, you are off the mark. The ratio by which your interpersonal and communication skills matter compared to your technical skills is 80 is to 20, believe it or not. And I can affirm that it is true. Being ‘fundu’ doesn’t help too much, unless you can communicate clearly to the other person what you think, and thereby let him (or her ;) ) know that you are indeed ‘fundu’. Also, what matters more is how you can talk off the work hours than while you are on the work hours. How quickly you can go ahead and meet people frankly, how easily you mingle into the crowd. And in the end, it does add up to a lot.
Another aspect of stepping into the arena is to face the truth --- to be honest to yourself when you are here. If you do not understand a concept, raise it then and there! Keep raising it unless you have it crystal clear --- even if it means asking the person a hundred times over. Once into the organisation, you are on your own and not a part of the herd. So you cannot copy from your friend when the time comes to deliver, because unlike the college, you and your friend have two completely different components assigned to you --- they form pieces of the larger whole. The whole idea is that it is better to become intelligent by confessing that you do not understand than to sit on the doubt and remain dumb.

Finally, the last word --- as you start earning, you become independent. It is the sudden feeling of becoming a king from a pauper. I know that it feels nice to see that balance in your account, to be able to see things in five figures from the college days of having a permanent two-digit balance. But here lies the catch --- there is a need to restrain yourself from frittering it all away. You should not deny yourself the pleasures of being financially independent, but it is equally important that you grow from a boy to a man, and learn that each rupee you earn is hard-earned money. You are getting paid not just for the last month you worked for, but for the tremendous achievement of having studied for sixteen years or more and having come out victorious…. All right, let’s end this on a happy note. Most of you have dreams of making it big --- of CAT and GRE and of being sent onsite. Believe me, it is possible. There is enough time for that --- only you should never lose sight of your ultimate goal.

Keep Going..!!