Relations in the "e" ("i") Age

We Are living in the Communication age , the Age where everything starts of with an "e" (Apple Like to fancy it with an "i").

We eMail, Read ePaper, We Stay online , Work Online , but stay Apart.

The age of Communication, has provided us with all the means to communicate , but has taken from us the urge.

The urge to write a mail (letter), The urge to talk back home, The urge to Listen to your sweetheart's Voice, The Urge and passion to have your photographs developed and printed, The Urge to get together with old pals from college/school or the Urge to be present at the Family get together .

The boon has slowly seeped us deep inside, making space for itself by dumping out odd emotions, unrelated conclusions, savoring times, Odd memories...

The Age has taken a toll on us, We Don't know emotions, we can't interpret reactions, And Most times We fail to understand our own very self.

You have a 1000 friends Online, but rarely a real one beside you. You have a tons of mails in your inbox , but rarely any that Counts !

You enter a gathering , Looking for people with same passion , and end up talking google, yahoo, MSN , Some new Streaming site, Torrents , Links to the posts you did, or to comments by an odd person.

You find a Friend, a real one , but you fumble on ways to interact, to react to his deeds, to help him when he needs , to catch the signs when he wants you.

Worst , You interact with a Cross gender, You share same passion , You love the company , Its been ages you talked to a girl , You share emotions , and then your mind goes overload.

the module to handle emotions was just dumped down by the new package to understand controls on your iPod to control the laptop via Internet.

You simply lost count.

You become restless, Impatient , And @best interpret the "relation" to be of love (yeah you already had 50+ of them ). Even worse - you have a girlfriend , now what do you do.

I'll leave this for you to interpret (if you don't have a Module replacement already ;) )

You talk back home on persistence of your mother's "SMS", but then again , you've nothing to talk, same Old Office , college , food, Sleep, Play, and Obviously you can't talk All the "e" Things to her.

What do you do?

Try and run away. Blubber some crap, Have a Fight , Argue , And Off you go.

Turns out you dn't have a Family now!

Friends , yeah i have friends, they are my age , they talk all the "e" Crap, Lets Talk to friends ..

And Off you go again to "YOUR" kind , talking more crap , replacing more modules , turning more Zombie , burning more midnight oil, and breaking more apart!

Welcome to the Age of

"Communication"

McEntire Air Show and Ground EXPO 2009

This has been My Second US trip for same Project and client! Fortunate ?
A Definite yes!
This Trip Endured me to visit places one could just dream of, and do things I never though I'd Do. From Grand Canyon to Las vegas , From Sky dive to F22 Raptor.

I Mind Boggling roller coaster with a fleet of Pleasant surprises.
One of those Rare treat was the Annual US Airshow and Ground Expo. This year's Expo was being held at the McEntire Air base Columbia , around 15 minute drive from My Current Location.

The Sheer Fire power and might of US Air Force Could be easily felt by an absolute Delight in F22 Raptor Kept at the very entrance ! ! !

The Show Began With Some Older Crafts and Tank Shows , Steering towards a modern Apache , Black Hawk , F16 Fighter Multiroll Combat aircraft.

The Enormous Power of Dollar , Petrol, Domination , Arrogance, and Technology Could easily be felt around you.

The air had an aura of Immense Thrust, With Big Len Camera All geared to Take a Click at the Kill, Engines Roaring aloud to declare the arrival and sustenance of Master hood, And to Top it all up , The Enormous presence of US Armed Forces - Marines, and State forces alike.

It'll be A devastating attempt to sum up whole of the 4 Hour stint in a few 1000 words, So here are a Few Clicks From The Air show.

Bigger ones van be Seen on My Flickr account.

Eager to see all astonished comments.

Lost Friends....or Broken Bondages... ?

A Letter to F.R.I.E.N.D.S.... Lost and battered Bonds ...

Hi All,

It was/has been (and probably will be with quite a few of you) a great time so far so forth.

The moments we cherished (whether real/fake True/Forced, Necessity or Just Friendship), have been True medallions to my life till the time.
But inevitable does happen...
no one's to be blamed
and no one can avoid...
i see.. with distances.. our hearts have split apart..
or rather the fake bondings have broken
yes we do talk
yes we do wish each other on the occasions..
but thats a baggage
A baggage we carry.. so as to fulfil our social duties-
"One ought to have friends", "One ought to be happy with Company"

Nothing's wrong.

But i guess its time we shed down old threads
tread up on Fake memories.
No one likes baggages.
I surely don't
No longer do i want to beg for someone's precious time
Neither do i want Information from you which you intend not to discuss.
There's nothing like "There are no secrets in Friends"
It was nice meeting you all..
But for future...
I'll not be the one to maintain legacy relations
There'll not be any Fake Friend in my list any more
I'll not act social for PR Ratings
You can call it up a new years resolution
High time i take one
You have received this mail coz i thought you all to be one of the few close ones to me...
but most of you won't be in there any more.
I feel sorry to lose you all..
Probably wasn't worth your gathering. any ways ..

I may sound harsh/rude/egoistic

BUT

This is probably one of the very few times , i have been true to myself, and to you all.
Pardon me for everything Its not the end of the world...
We'll meet soon

I am sure most of you won't have read it .. but whenever u do clear ur spams...

Adios


PS: Don't bother calling/texting/replying if you don't intend to

Big Fish!!! > Quest for a Bigger one

****Posting a long Written Entry****

The weekend , had a real nice and fruitful discussion with Rekha on our project, lives, transaction from college till data, career prospects and all those subjects we never thought we'd talk of. And the results were Superlative!!!
Here goes a retrospective gist for my own reference whenever and wherever i feel (and of course for all of you out there reading it).

Its been more than an year working in the software industry (of India), working on diverse fields and routine jobs , mundane jargon's , and (un)necessory processes , working your way into destruction of your self , yet wondering each time .. Woah how did i do this to ME.

This is the phase , where people start contemplating on the future.
This is the phase , when your parents start thinking of your partner (and u too).
This is the phase , When people feel the Pinch to do the thing which the Utmost want to do, And
This is the phase , When You have the Max ,and justifiably Equal Fear of Failure!!!

Lets take'em one by one.

This is the Phase , Where people start Contemplating on the future !
Really?
Not actually , rather this is the period they start looking back , this is the phase when they look at themselves as what they could have been, This is the phase, when people don't have a dream , not a real , a new one , so they go on dig their past , try to bring out the hidden dream.
The one which had always been there, but neglected.
Why now?
Because people don't really know what else to do, they can't think of anything worth a penny.
This is the time by which their sense of self is long dead,
and This is the time , which if and will , make their future.
Hazy!!!???
We'll back Come to it (or rather we'll have to come back to it)

This is the phase , when your parents start thinking of your partner (and u too).
Yeah rite, You accept or not (Guys won't , girls WILL), but this is the time of life , when you are most frustrated, when you need someone , someone apart from ur dear friends, whom u may tell all , whom you may scream out loud, and who .. in spite of all this, will turn up to you whenever he/she has a problem/solution.
Your parents , get confused with your behaviour , your rudeness, your abstractness, your new lifestyle, suddenly the generation gap Widens, Its everywhere , the look helpless , what has happened to their lovely lad/lass.
and wollah , they look for an adapter ;)
An adapter who fits into ur generation , and connects you with the old gen of theirs, so as the vibes are back on track.
PERRRRFECT

This is the phase , When people feel the Pinch to do the thing which the Utmost want to do
ok , al rite . Yes , this is the phase , when most of the Entrepreneurs began their insight, their vision, their Goal.
Frustration opens the eye, and scarcity brings innovation.
IFF (extra F intended ;) ) you are feeling content with the job you are in , IFF you are happy with the stuff you are doing, and IFF you see no harm in continuing.
Congratulations my friend, you have found the destination , Catch up to it.
Very rarely people do find the Satisfaction.
BUT , IF you are sad whenever something good happens to someone around you, or IF you feel a pinch to do something, but donno what, or IF you are just unhappy at times , and find solace in itsy bitsy happiness scattered everywhere.

THEN you probably need some more time with yourself, you need a thorough soul searching , you need to weigh your choices, and yesss you need a change in life.

This is the phase , When You have the Max ,and justifiably Equal Fear of Failure!!!
When you were young (College) , you had no Job , No money , all play and mind was a free bee,
You had parents to fall back on (you still do),You had castles to make , you had plans to execute, You had DREAMS , Each day anew !!!
Innovation , Ideas, Thoughts ... they all came in a free way.
You had no binary actions to do, you had so many options to choose or to ignore.
BUT
Now is not the time (Some people may argue , and rightly so),
You have a Fat check coming in ,
You have Liabilities transferred on to you,
You have a Lifestyle change , which is cumbersome to change,
You don't really have a friend backing (distances matter),
You are too confused to go on,
You weigh Decisions on Results , not on belief.

You start thinking about your parents , you start contemplating on your career, you see monetary loss, You start bargaining with your soul, You don't know what to do, You seek advices from people , but have your own in place ,
You start looking for a better place , but you hardly know what's better.
You either follow the herd straight away (do an MBA in most of the cases , as it pays money and power),
or
you follow your past dreams (based on inputs from people around you, who know nothing about you),
or
you bargain yourselves with quite many past and future options , and rather select the current one.
You end up ...
Being a Fish, Looking for a Bigger Fish

A Forward Worth reading a million times , Not just to read , but to ACT

Hi All,
Today Dhruv Forwarded and article posted on our neis and views section , and it rang the soul outta me , here it is for all of us to retrospect:

The fallen Tomato Cart
Subroto Bagchi

I pass through this very intersection every morning with so much ease.
Today, the pace is skewed. There is a sense of disarray as motorists try to push past each other through the traffic light. The light here always tests their agility because if you miss the green, you have to wait for another three minutes before it lets you go past again. Those three minutes become eternity for an otherwise time-insensitive nation on the move. Today, there is a sense of chaos here. People are honking, skirting each other and rushing past. I look out of my window to seek the reason. It is not difficult to find because it is lying strewn all over the place.

A tomato seller's cart has overturned. There are tomatoes everywhere and the rushing motorists are making pulp of it. The man is trying to get his cart back on its four rickety wheels and a few passersby are picking up what they can in an attempt to save him total loss. Though symbolic in the larger scheme of things, it is not a substantive gesture. His business for the day is over.

The way this man's economics works is very simple. There is a money lender who lends him money for just one day, at an interest rate of Rs.10 per day per Rs.100 lent. With the money, he wakes up at 4 am to go to the wholesale market for vegetables. He returns, pushing his cart a
good five miles, and by 7 am when the locality wakes up, he is ready to sell his day's merchandise. By the end of the morning, some of it remains unsold. This, his wife sells by the afternoon and takes home the remainder, which becomes part of his meal. With the day's proceeds, he returns the interest to the moneylender and goes back to the routine the
next day.

If he does not sell for a day, his chain breaks.
Where does he go from here? He goes back to the moneylender, raises capital at an even more penal interest and gets back on his feet. This is not the only time that destiny has upset his tomato cart. This happens to him at least six times every year.

Once he returned with a loaded cart of ripe tomatoes and it rained heavily for the next three days. No one came to the market and his stock rotted in front of his own eyes. Another time, instead of the weather, it was a political rally that snowballed into a confrontation between two rival groups and the locality closed down. And he is not alone in this game of extraneous factors that seize not only his business but also his life. He sees this happen to the gol-gappa seller, the peanut seller and the vada pao seller all the time. When their product does not sell, it just turns soggy.

Sometimes they eat some of it. But then, how much of that stuff can you eat by yourself? So, they just give away some and there is always that one time when they have to simply throw it away. Away from the street-vendor selling perishable commodity with little or no life
support system, the corporate world is an altogether different place. Here we have some of the most educated people in the country. We don the best garbs. We do not have to push carts; our carts push us. We have our salary, perquisites, bonuses, stock options, gratuities, pensions and
our medical insurance and the group accident benefit schemes. Yet, all the while, we worry about our risks and think about our professional insecurity. We wonder, what would happen if the company shifted offices to another city? What would happen if the department closed down? What would happen if you were to take maternity leave and the temporary substitute delivered better work than you did? What would happen if the product line you are dealing with simply failed? In any of those eventualities, the worst that could happen would still be a lot less
than having to see your cartful of tomatoes getting pulped under the screeching wheels of absolute strangers who have nothing personal against you.

All too often, we exaggerate our risks. We keep justifying our
professional concerns till they trap us in their vicious downward
spiral. Devoid of education, sophisticated reasoning and any financial
safety net, the man with the cart is often able to deal with life much
better than many of us.
Is it time to look out of the window, into the eyes of that man to ask
him, where does he get it from? In his simple stoicism, is probably, our
lost resilience.