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They say nostalgia hits. This one does and hard. Roughly an year ago, fresh into SIBM , Pune - we were all gearing up to be special. Literally! Being a member of the Students' Council at SIBM is what I so looked forward to. I got to be a part of the rocking IT Team for Interim and Junior tenures. Needless to say, it was one of the best time I have ever had. With sine curved pattern of work and fun, it couldn't have been better...or may be it could have been. The Juniors have come, taking their shares of responsibilities and teams have been formed. Alas, I am not in council anymore and how I miss it! I can only imagine how it would have been to be on the other side of the interview table this time, how when finally the teams would have formed - the introductions and 'insider' sessions would have begun. The tales of legends who have passed through the same responsibilities. I sorely miss it. Wish I could make juniors do things which Abeer , Anu and Sheth made me do d...

It is time to pack up. Initially, I had planned to be at home till 14th June and then go back to my college and begin my second year on a positive note. Same promises as ever that we all tend to make - Will work harder this time, will look forward to managing time in a better way, will take care of health and exercise, etc. etc. However, as a few of you who may be following my blog would know, things did not turn out the way as intended. I would finally be leaving for Pune tomorrow (it is already Saturday, 0241 hours). Quite a bit has happened in this 'extra' week that I have stayed back at home. Pain in back has reduced for sure, I can now sit for longer durations and am banking on this to attend my classes properly once am there. Apart from these positive things, it has been an extra week of 'experience' gained here. Or may be a week of 'experience' lost from Pune? I may never know. So, why do we make those promises to ourselves in the first place at all? To i...

With nothing better to do, I have been doing a lot of random surfing over the net. Registered recently on Twitter, My Space and have been reading about new things happening online. Advent of micro blogging and other stuff they are calling Internet 2.0 and 3.0 et al. It is simply mind boggling! Nascent technologies and their implications on the simplicity of human life are worth a second look. Controversial elections in Iran and twitter becomes a source of information when all other forms of media are blocked. Live discussions happening over a tornado and its course across the US. Information at your disposal - fast, recent and blazing hot! And where there is information, there is analysis and there is more analyzed information! My mind somehow wanders to that old shepherd in the hinterland, grazing his cattle. He has spent his entire life knowing nothing about all this and in all probability would die without knowing what twitter is. Is his world changing because of this barrage of tec...

Hi all! It has been some time and lot of things to talk about since I wrote here last. Here are a few things that have been going on with me, for good and not so good. I somehow managed to finish my internship at Wipro Technologies in Bangalore. Two month stint was a pretty good experience at office. It was like a two month job, team was awesome and work was good! Bangalore as a city has a very different feel to it. A feel, which I was not used to and don't feel like getting used too. I was putting up at Electronic City there which is like an IT City at a little distance from the main city itself. Something like what Manesar is to Gurgaon or Gurgaon is to Delhi. So, as it happens, a major chunk of IT junta, which is also a major chunk of junta residing in Bangalore get up early on weekdays and move to Electronic City. In the evenings, they go back. Essentially, this city sleeps early and wakes up early too! Quite unlike me. Anyway, moving on. I had to find a decent place for my...

It happens at times, that a particular date holds a very important place in your life. The reverence to the date increases if it is just another date - not your birthday, wedding day or any other day which in itself is of importance to you. In the same manner, unknowingly, 4 th of June became one of the most important dates of my life. The feeling obviously can't be mutual but I can try to elucidate its impact and significance in my life. 4 th June, 2007 It was my last exam of my last semester at my graduate college. Well, as it tuned out, it wouldn't be so. Let us just leave at that. 4 th June, 2007 I met someone. Very unexpectedly. Thanks to the cosmic charge and the complex algorithm that google must be using on the click of 'next blog' that my blog turned up, and not that belonged to someone e lse . Thank you Google - let us just say that you have given me all the pains and pleasures that are important to my life. And reminiscing a bit... 4 th June, 1989 When I...

Image Courtesy:  http://devlog.mahcuz.com/ Alright, I am not used to writing just for the sake, but I guess I can do with some bitching here [last I heard, bitching still wasn't patented by girls...] So here I go, my blog - my way. I wish to go point wise: 1. I think Bangalore is way too over rated. Mumbai is much better a place for all the fun they said is there in Bangalore. 2. I hate..no wait..loathe..no..despise the auto rickshaw drivers here. Just because you speak Hindi and don't know how to speak Kannada doesn't mean your money isn't hard earned - someone tell them that. 3. People take networking as buttering and talking shit and dung in the name of networking. If that is the way it works - fine - so be it. I refuse to be a part of it. As Hugh MacLeod puts it -  If somebody in your industry is more successful than you, it's probably because he works harder at it than you do. Sure, maybe he's more inherently talented, more adept at networking etc, but I d...

Ramesh woke up that day to the cries of "Jai Sri Ram!" It was a cold December morning. Already, there was something more chilling about it. He opened the dilapidated wooden door which stood precariously over the squeaking rusty hinges. As he looked out with sleepy eyes, he saw men. Men with tridents, hammers, spears and rocks were all running in one direction. Frenzied wide eyes, clenched teeth, jutting veins at forehead. They all seemed to have only one zombie-like purpose. He went on a high instantly. It was like a dose of marijuana put him into another trance after waking him wide open from his sleep. We will do it today, he thought. And nothing could ever stop us. With that insane zeal, he took his trident, tightened a saffron band on his head and ran out hailing Lord Ram. He felt like a warrior to Ram's cause and hit the structure like Lord Ram would have annihilated the devils from Lanka.  "Jai Sri Ram! Jai Sri Ram!"  "Sri Ramchandra ki ..." ...