Sunday, May 27, 2007

Hazaron Khwahishain Aisi...

I came across Mythun's blog post about his last half year today while browsing. It spoke of his trials over the last half year where he was unable to get admissions into an MS programme, which finally culminated into him receiving an admission into a programme of his choice. Firstly, heartiest congratulations to him!!! Its a brilliant achievemnt, specially because he got what he wanted.

In his blog he mentioned a few things that after reading, pricked me somewhere, because I had/have myself faced such segmentations at various times. One, was him not getting admission into a school because he didnt have a "First Class with Distinction" in his first year, coz he flunked Mech. I believe, to be an IT engineer, you do not need to learn Mech. And I have seen a lot of students whose lives are screwed because of this idiotic paper. Also, this "First Class with Distinction" is an eyewash.

I say, keep a 100 marks practical exam in the core subjects and lets see how many of these "toppers" manage to pass 40. But as said in The Fountainhead, the easiest way to bring down a society is to enshrine mediocrity. And that is something the Maharashtra education has excelled at doing. A stupid board exam system in 10th and 12th, which only tests the rote learning, poor teaching in schools and junior college levels. Atrocious teaching standards in Engineering colleges. A very uneven playing field for students based on admissions through donations in Junior college and Engineering college.

A student is judged based on what college he studied at. But whats the criteria for entrance into these colleges? Rote learning. A student is judged by what marks he has scored. What is the criteria? Again rote learning. So, what is the guarantee that the student whose profile you are impressed with is actually impressive? I dont know.

All I know is that, if you are someone in such a good position, make the most of it. Milk your profile for all its worth. And if you are not, then you work harder and work sincerely and hope for the best. And most importantly, never stop believing in your own ability. No on needs certifications from other people about how good each one of us is. Deep down, we know.

The second thing that touched me was when he mentioned about the aspirations of his parents. His mom being vocal about her fears and his dad voicing his concerns in private to his mom. Being a fellow Tam-Bhram, could relate to this completely :) Its so true :)


P.S: I wanted to write so much more. So much more indeed. I wanted to relate my experiences being at the wrong end of the "profile" picture and the way I have still been fortunate to get good breaks. I wanted to relate, why I did not follow the system. But somewhere, deep down, something has changed. At some level, probably, this is nitpicking, commenting on the education system. But I have decided that I wont feel sorry for myself for my poor luck at various times and neither will I attach too much importance to anyones profile competing with me. I dont want to sit here and offer justifications or reasons. I just want to continue from where I am today (whichever way I got here) and look only 1 way: FORWARD. There is no looking back for me anymore. I have mentally disciplined myself for that.

I read Mythun's post and for a long time, it left me unbalanced. I was not able to put a finger on what I was feeling. I did not have words to express my emotions or my state of mind or the way I related with what he wrote. Then I found the right words on Vijaya's blog about Hazaron Khwaishain Aisi.

It sums up the essence, doesnt it? We live a life of dreams and hopes and aspirations. Ultimately, we all have our own journeys to reach our own goals. So why compare, why bother about where we lack (ofcourse, lets improve on our weaknesses), lets just go ahead and achieve our dreams.

Kya farak padta hai agar khwaishain hazaron Hain aur zindagi bas ek? Har armaan par ek zindagi bitadein aur har khwaish ko poora kar denge. Bas... thats it.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

2 Great Commercials

Came across these 2 great Lexus commercials today. What can one say? Great car, great commercials. Yenjoy!!!

1. Moments

2. The Pursuit of Perfection

For Mom and Dad...

My mom loves this car. Someday, I promise...

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Finding Love... Finding Strength

My grandparents are staying at my place in Mumbai for sometime now. And when I call home and speak to Grandpa, his words always are: "Very happy. Very happy to speak with you. God bless you. Very happy."

And then...

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Till Death Do Us Part...

Hope is a good thing. Maybe the best of all things. And no good thing ever dies.

Forza Milano... For now and for always... L'Milano Vincera...

Video courtesy ote999 from youtube

Life ke Funde

Life ke funde is a (currently proposed) 2 part series on what else, but some of my (and my pals') fundes in life that we share over conversations.

Why bore you with them? Hell, why not? :)...

Whether you agree/disagree, like it/hate it, any additions you wish to make, do drop a comment and share your thoughts.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

In GOD We Trust...

Please be with her...

Monday, May 07, 2007

I'v Been Searching My Soul Tonight...

Searchin' My Soul - Vonda Shepard

Ive been down this road walkin the line
Thats painted by pride
And I have made mistakes in my life
That I just cant hide

Oh I believe I am ready for what love has to bring
Got myself together, now Im ready to sing

Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home

One by one, the chains around me unwind
Every day now I feel that I can leave those years behind

Oh Ive been thinking of you for a long time
Theres a side of my life where Ive been blind and so...

Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
Everythings gonna be alright
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
Dont wanna be alone in life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home
Baby I been holding back now my whole life
Ive decided to move on now
Gonna leave all my worries behind

Oh I believe I am ready for what love has to give
Got myself together now Im ready to live

Ive been searchin my soul tonight
I know theres so much more to life
Now I know I can shine a light
Everythings gonna be alright
Ive been searchin my soul tonight
Dont wanna be alone in my life
Now I know I can shine a light
To find my way back home

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Indian Cricket - Covering Its Backside, But Not Solving The Problem...

Tonight, all of a sudden, there started a debate in my house on the new policy of BCCI to reduce the container money for players and also to limit the number of endorsements to 3 per player. While I don't have much to say vis a vis the container money, I do feel that reducing the number of endorsements isn't the way to go forward to address the issue of poor performance, unless you can establish a direct corelation between poor performance and number of ads performed.

My view point is that the shelf life of any average player (lets keep out the Sachin's, Saurav's and Dravid's out) is nothing. How many fringe Team India players get to make money? After all, you cannot live a good life and a good lifestyle playing cricket solely. Most of these players do not have a good education to fall back on nor does the system support them after retirement. Then, unless their external sources of income has a direct bad influence on their performance, how can you curtail what they do in their personal time?

If not being focussed makes a player lose his form, then he will potentially risk his future earnings from the game by going out of favour from Team India selection. Now, which rational mind would work that way?

My only grouse with this clause of 3 endorsements per player is that it is a completely autocratic, illogical and knee jerk step that is done to satiate the public anger over the recent poor performance in the World Cup.

We, in India, seem to believe that doing eye washes is sufficient to swipe the issues under the carpet and in most cases, this is successfully carried out as well. What we are not good at doing is to identify the root cause of the problem and work towards solving it. Prevention is always better than attempted cure and the way forward is to build a strong team on the nucleus of ability, desire and commitment.

Till we allow politics, favouritism and regionalism to dictate our selection policies and turn a blind eye to the cause of deserving cricketers, how can fringe factors like number of endorsements, number of restaurants, guest appearences at functions etc influence the performance of a team? One guy letting success going to his head or one selfish player can damage his own performance and cause. But Cricket is a team game and not everyone is foolish or immature or unprofessional to let the fringe factors dictate their performances.

If a guy screws around, then by all means drop him or penalize him or do whatever it takes to get the message across that the detriment of the team won't be tolerated at any cost. But how can that justify applying a uniform rule across all sections that you can only do 3 ads? Lets face it. Getting into Team India is something like an industry person going to IIM Ahmedabad. It enhances your profile, your earning potential rises because of your increased media exposure and you basically have the chance to make hay while the sun is shining.

Well, the sun ain't gonna keep shining all through the life of a cricket player. And given the pathetic state of domestic cricket, what is wrong in a player making money through legal means in his personal time and capacity?

In the middle of this, some people will argue that let the players not sign BCCI contracts, if they are not happy with the clauses. My point is that does the player really have a choice? In its worst form, the BCCI contract is still better than any other contract which he can hope for. Basically, this is a case of the BCCI misusing its monopoly over Indian cricket to hurt the players' money earning capacity. If there had been a parallel series akin to the Kerry Packer World Series, then I believe that many players would have defected, if the terms were better than the crumbs that the BCCI is throwing right now.

All in all, I believe that the ills plauging the Indian cricket system are a lot more serious than the players earning a little money on the side. These include groupism, regional biases (now with a central committee, hopefully this will be erased), inability or unwillingness to drop out of form players or to pick deserving players. If we address these root causes of failure, then we wont have to bother with the inconsequential factors like number of advertisements a player does.

This World Cup debacle has given the impetus to cleanse the flawed Indian system. But will sense prevail? Or will we still go around breaking Dhoni's house like barbarians?

Sport is about wins and losses. I just hope we also learn the sporting spirit along with it.

Can This Man Face Failure And Bounce Back?

He thinks he can. Lets see what he is made of. It's been all talk so far. Let's see some action.

Heaven

Whenever, I have a great day, this is the song that seems to play in my head...

Video courtesy wayeleongoh on youtube

Friday, May 04, 2007

Missing You...


I miss driving.
I miss South Indian functions.
I miss vada-sambar.
I miss rossogollas.
I miss my friends.
I miss my friends laughter on a joke that I told.
I miss being cared for.
I miss the sun.
I miss Mumbai in the rains.
I miss my Zen.
I miss football.
I miss masala dosa.
I miss dahi vada.
I miss Gurukripa ke samosas (with extra sweet chutney.)
I miss my friends from office.
I miss being caught in a traffic jam and chatting with bus friends to pass the time.
I miss having debates about the present state of Indian cricket.
I miss the parties back home with pals :)
I miss Indian girl(s) ;)

I miss being home.

Hahahaha...

My friend Kazi got into IIM-C recently. While doing some browsing, came across this video... Amazing! :)

Thursday, May 03, 2007

I Have A Dream...

I have a dream, a song to sing.
To help me cope, with anything.

If you see the wonders, of the fairytales,
You can take the future, even if you fail.

I believe in angels, something good in everything I see.
I believe in angels,

When the time is right for me, I'l cross the street.

I have a dream, a fantasy,
To help me cope, with reality.

And my destination makes it worth the while.
Pushing through the darkness, still another mile.

I believe in angels, something good in everything I see.
I believe in angels,

When I know the time is right for me, I'l cross the stream,
I have a dream.

Video courtesy Brightnights from youtube

I Believe We Can...

May 23rd is the big night. I sincerely believe that we can win it. No revenge. No nothing. I just want us to win. Thats all.

Video courtesy bladrunner43 from youtube

My Favourite Pablo Neruda Poem... :)

This is one of my all time favourite poems. I have wished to post it many, many times but always stopped short because people might get wrong ideas ;) But what the heck... Lets have it :)

Saddest Poem
- Pablo Neruda

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.

Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars,
and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance."

The night wind whirls in the sky and sings.

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

On nights like this, I held her in my arms.
I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky.

She loved me, sometimes I loved her.
How could I not have loved her large, still eyes?

I can write the saddest poem of all tonight.
To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her.

To hear the immense night, more immense without her.
And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass.

What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her.
The night is full of stars and she is not with me.

That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away.
My soul is lost without her.

As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her.
My heart searches for her and she is not with me.

The same night that whitens the same trees.
We, we who were, we are the same no longer.

I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her.
My voice searched the wind to touch her ear.

Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once
belonged to my kisses.
Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes.

I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her.
Love is so short and oblivion so long.

Because on nights like this I held her in my arms,
my soul is lost without her.

Although this may be the last pain she causes me,
and this may be the last poem I write for her.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

One Of My Favourites...

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

than this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

- Pablo Neruda

Phew!

For the first and only time in my life so far, today I thought that I would definately get fired from my job. But all said and done, managed to retrieve the situation and alls well that runs well :)

Also managed to get some more issues closed and at the end of the day, our servers had arrived. So hey ho, from tomorrow, its server setup time. It's gonna be a loooooong weekend.

Did someone say Golden Week???

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Waqt Ki Qaid Mein... Zindagi Hai Magar...

I might be just a few hours away from losing my job :)

But hey so what! Lets see what happens...

Chand ghadiyaan yehi hain... jo aazad hai...

It's Tuesday Morning...

It's Tuesday Morning. I am in office. And my adrenaline is absolutely overflowing. Don't know why. I am feeling optimistic, raring to go and very, very positive for some reason.