You call it Cochin or Kochi or Ernakulam, all are same here. Even if you ask a local guy, they say all are same, some say, actually ther's some confusion, so just life by it.
Exactly a month - that I have been here, a good-so-far start for me. Atleast, I am learning a complete new culture, language, cult of people - which makes me feel elated all the time. A new place to venture, platitude of people speaking unknown phonets which are really hard to understand - all these things are amazing.
And that's it - this is what I wanted. To do, to experience something new. And I am here, to touch the sky.
12 October, 2011
Our Great Country India, Part II
The purpose of my life, the reason of existence of my life, the raison d’être; my dear friend, we have so much to do in this single life that if we actually keep ourselves engrossed with those things (mostly, the liabilities) we won’t get time to do all these things (thinking about partition of India into numerous states, hikes in prices/inflation and a lot more), because we don’t have it in our DNA. That’s not how we all are programmed (like Mr. Hazare and Mr. Kejriwal). We might get a spike of such things, which will fade away as soon as we will get a hike in our jobs. That’s how the system is. But yes, if you grow above all these and see the whole design, you might leave your job/family/worldly affairs and dedicate your life to humanity, to change the system, to change the law, to change how the things happen in our society from the datum, from the grass root level. It needs a revolution; it needs one to change each and every human being. And believe me, 130 Cr heads of India is not a small number to handle with. No personal grudges, but, you are not even able to convince me (1 single person), how will you change the whole system, the whole of India.
May be, Mr. Kejriwal is one kind of a person. So he is following the foot-steps of Mr. Hazare. Everybody can’t.
When I say, we have so much to do in our single short life, I mean: working hard to earn more, and to fulfill our liabilities. To enjoy and die happily! That’s it. I am not being pessimistic but, it’s not everybody’s cup of tea to make oneself out of the worldly leisure’s and take a step towards fasting against government to change the law.
Simply put, do what you can do to make you and your near-by surroundings/people happy. Exaggeration is not the solution. Shooting down government officials will only put you in jail. That’s not the solution. That’s a streak. You can definitely think like this, but can’t transform your thinking into action like this. If you do, the end result won’t be different then the movie RDB.
Plus, the encounter of Shivani with BSF official is true. That’s the flaw in the system. And believe me, we, the country India is not a single country facing this problem. Many other countries are incompetent to put the Law in-order in their society. In fact, there are hardly any country’s existing on this planet earth which are able to do this. Peace and harmony is not in the economy/society/money/right government, it’s somewhere else. It’s within us.
Like my father always says and actually practices in his life: Live simple. Minimize your demands and see how happy you will be. I guess that’s the motto of my father. And you both know, what I mean.
On the contrary, I am a completely opposite Son of him. So far in my life, I have lived completely differently than him. But that’s how, I like to live. And we both respect each other for our Modus Vivendi.
Btw, raunak, you were talking about price hikes in petrol and LPG and what my father wrote about the present scenario of Indian Youth and the irony created against it by Mr. Anna Hazare.
So, points I would like to mention:
1. If you are reading newspapers or listening to news channels, you must have known about Telangana state.
2. They want a new state with in Andhra Pradesh.
3. They hardly are interested in what Anna Hazare is doing and what might it imply in future, they are only interested in having a new state of Telangana. Isn’t this an irony ?
4. Also, problems have started coming in UIDAI (Unique Identification Association of India) headed by Mr. Nandan Nilekani.
5. Don’t be surprised if UIDAI comes out with a new scam!!!
6. Every thing is possible in this rainbow country India.
Mr. Anna Hazare has got time to do all these. And, go to the micro facts, when did he started with his revolutionizing idea of Lok Pal. No doubt, even we can join his brigade, but are we actually? We all three are damn busy with our own jobs, problems with personal life and struggling with every second we live. Isn’t it?
Raunak, you are cribbing about LPG and Petrol prices. You are absolutely right (even I am worried about the petrol prise hikes), but yaar, who has time to fight against government to decrease the prices. We rather, take our bikes during week-ends with tank full of petrol and rev up in different directions enjoying the solitude, running away from the concrete jungels. Isn’t this the exact condition we are living? Incase, we join hands with Mr. Hazare, we shall be left behind in this rat-race. Which, I don’t think any of us can afford! Same is the condition with millions of youth (which are considered to be the power pillars of this nation) chasing the rat-race of jobs, high salaries, car, flat, foreign tours, hierarchies, etc. Where does we people have time to change the law?
My point is simple: either we can, or we cannot. Either we can stop our rat-race and join hands with the nobel guy or we keep on running our own race. Both cannot be achieved at the same time.
See, its not that, I am not concerned about anything. Even today, I am addressing a lot many issues related to say global warming. Since the time I got to know the adverse effect of some chemicals on Ozone (O3) layer which in-effect affects the global tempereature; I have stopped using deodarants. Simple putting, deo’s have a coolent with the name CFC (Cloro Floro Carbon, which now is replaced by HFC-Hydro Floro Carbon) which are enemies of O3. I don’t use deo’s just to help the environmentalists. Atleast I am acting, and not cribbing.
It’s just that, each country has its different set of problems. US has its, China has got theirs and we have our own. Problems differ, that’s obvious, but problems are there.
What’s a big deal? Let it be.
More you dig more jelous and aggressive you will become. Let the time flow. With such huge diversity within India, it’s almost impossible to tie the whole country under one rule. As of now, each and every state wants/thinks of being an individual country. But they also know that they as an individual country can’t exist without the help of other states of India. Simply put, not a single state in India, as of now is self sufficient. So is India! So is each and every country of this planet earth!
One can say, US is successful monetarily only because of its capitalism. India forayed in capitalism only in 1991. Before to that License Raj was crippling (read restricting) India from growing and make its mark on the global map. Foreign currency has just started pouring in RBI. Kindly wait, let some time pass. History did something in past even before our birth, so we are paying for some wrong decisions. We just need to choose a right way, a balanced way of living. Anyway, Mr. Hazare is doing his bit of bringing some black money back in the market of India. Let that cash come in, let tax reduce a bit and everything would be fine. And in and around all these, we all have lived till now some 24/25 years so far, and more 50 years to go. Pass it with happy heart without thinking all these. Be selfish! Get some solitude, try to find raison d’être of your life and start transcending on that path. I guess the same old and most chewed saying stands true here, “Winners don’t do different things, they do things differently”.
My dear friend, the key word is FEAR. It’s because of FEAR that all these ideas keep on whir-pooling in your head. And the same FEAR keeps me out of all these melodrama. This means that, FEAR has got two sides.
The truth is, even I feel the acrimony of myself, of what I am today. Even today, I feel like abhorring all the worldly affairs I live and go, run to do those things which I always thought to do. May be go to the rehab centers of Tsunami in Tamilnadu, or go and give my social service in backward areas of Gujarat, Chattisgarh or Assam and help them uplift their livings. This FEAR only helped many gentlemen in establishing so many NGO’s and this fear only is keeping me from detesting myself from my current life style. Either this or that, you can’t have both. And juggling in between makes no sense. Its sheer waste of time, which I guess you are doing. Here comes the macro look of Short-Cut and Long-Cut ways of living-a-life. I have, undoubtedly chosen a short cut way of living, because I am not at all interested in disquieting my status in society at this stage. I am rather interested in myself and my family and my surroundings. When, I will reach at the upper cone of the pyramid, I will think of others. Till then, I am happy being selfish. And believe me, that’s what we all are, as of now. And there’s no harm in being so. That’s the perfect and the most stable way of living a life.
Please note that, this is my personal thinking and no strict thumb-rule is being established. Everybody can think and mull over these lines and can choose what best fits in. Take care of one thing; our life is not a dogma. There are no strict rules of living. Don’t make our lives like a plain vanilla, rather make it a sundae. Randomness with surprises creates an intangible life; let’s pledge and make a rainbow in our lives and live happily.
May be, Mr. Kejriwal is one kind of a person. So he is following the foot-steps of Mr. Hazare. Everybody can’t.
When I say, we have so much to do in our single short life, I mean: working hard to earn more, and to fulfill our liabilities. To enjoy and die happily! That’s it. I am not being pessimistic but, it’s not everybody’s cup of tea to make oneself out of the worldly leisure’s and take a step towards fasting against government to change the law.
Simply put, do what you can do to make you and your near-by surroundings/people happy. Exaggeration is not the solution. Shooting down government officials will only put you in jail. That’s not the solution. That’s a streak. You can definitely think like this, but can’t transform your thinking into action like this. If you do, the end result won’t be different then the movie RDB.
Plus, the encounter of Shivani with BSF official is true. That’s the flaw in the system. And believe me, we, the country India is not a single country facing this problem. Many other countries are incompetent to put the Law in-order in their society. In fact, there are hardly any country’s existing on this planet earth which are able to do this. Peace and harmony is not in the economy/society/money/right government, it’s somewhere else. It’s within us.
Like my father always says and actually practices in his life: Live simple. Minimize your demands and see how happy you will be. I guess that’s the motto of my father. And you both know, what I mean.
On the contrary, I am a completely opposite Son of him. So far in my life, I have lived completely differently than him. But that’s how, I like to live. And we both respect each other for our Modus Vivendi.
Btw, raunak, you were talking about price hikes in petrol and LPG and what my father wrote about the present scenario of Indian Youth and the irony created against it by Mr. Anna Hazare.
So, points I would like to mention:
1. If you are reading newspapers or listening to news channels, you must have known about Telangana state.
2. They want a new state with in Andhra Pradesh.
3. They hardly are interested in what Anna Hazare is doing and what might it imply in future, they are only interested in having a new state of Telangana. Isn’t this an irony ?
4. Also, problems have started coming in UIDAI (Unique Identification Association of India) headed by Mr. Nandan Nilekani.
5. Don’t be surprised if UIDAI comes out with a new scam!!!
6. Every thing is possible in this rainbow country India.
Mr. Anna Hazare has got time to do all these. And, go to the micro facts, when did he started with his revolutionizing idea of Lok Pal. No doubt, even we can join his brigade, but are we actually? We all three are damn busy with our own jobs, problems with personal life and struggling with every second we live. Isn’t it?
Raunak, you are cribbing about LPG and Petrol prices. You are absolutely right (even I am worried about the petrol prise hikes), but yaar, who has time to fight against government to decrease the prices. We rather, take our bikes during week-ends with tank full of petrol and rev up in different directions enjoying the solitude, running away from the concrete jungels. Isn’t this the exact condition we are living? Incase, we join hands with Mr. Hazare, we shall be left behind in this rat-race. Which, I don’t think any of us can afford! Same is the condition with millions of youth (which are considered to be the power pillars of this nation) chasing the rat-race of jobs, high salaries, car, flat, foreign tours, hierarchies, etc. Where does we people have time to change the law?
My point is simple: either we can, or we cannot. Either we can stop our rat-race and join hands with the nobel guy or we keep on running our own race. Both cannot be achieved at the same time.
See, its not that, I am not concerned about anything. Even today, I am addressing a lot many issues related to say global warming. Since the time I got to know the adverse effect of some chemicals on Ozone (O3) layer which in-effect affects the global tempereature; I have stopped using deodarants. Simple putting, deo’s have a coolent with the name CFC (Cloro Floro Carbon, which now is replaced by HFC-Hydro Floro Carbon) which are enemies of O3. I don’t use deo’s just to help the environmentalists. Atleast I am acting, and not cribbing.
It’s just that, each country has its different set of problems. US has its, China has got theirs and we have our own. Problems differ, that’s obvious, but problems are there.
What’s a big deal? Let it be.
More you dig more jelous and aggressive you will become. Let the time flow. With such huge diversity within India, it’s almost impossible to tie the whole country under one rule. As of now, each and every state wants/thinks of being an individual country. But they also know that they as an individual country can’t exist without the help of other states of India. Simply put, not a single state in India, as of now is self sufficient. So is India! So is each and every country of this planet earth!
One can say, US is successful monetarily only because of its capitalism. India forayed in capitalism only in 1991. Before to that License Raj was crippling (read restricting) India from growing and make its mark on the global map. Foreign currency has just started pouring in RBI. Kindly wait, let some time pass. History did something in past even before our birth, so we are paying for some wrong decisions. We just need to choose a right way, a balanced way of living. Anyway, Mr. Hazare is doing his bit of bringing some black money back in the market of India. Let that cash come in, let tax reduce a bit and everything would be fine. And in and around all these, we all have lived till now some 24/25 years so far, and more 50 years to go. Pass it with happy heart without thinking all these. Be selfish! Get some solitude, try to find raison d’être of your life and start transcending on that path. I guess the same old and most chewed saying stands true here, “Winners don’t do different things, they do things differently”.
My dear friend, the key word is FEAR. It’s because of FEAR that all these ideas keep on whir-pooling in your head. And the same FEAR keeps me out of all these melodrama. This means that, FEAR has got two sides.
The truth is, even I feel the acrimony of myself, of what I am today. Even today, I feel like abhorring all the worldly affairs I live and go, run to do those things which I always thought to do. May be go to the rehab centers of Tsunami in Tamilnadu, or go and give my social service in backward areas of Gujarat, Chattisgarh or Assam and help them uplift their livings. This FEAR only helped many gentlemen in establishing so many NGO’s and this fear only is keeping me from detesting myself from my current life style. Either this or that, you can’t have both. And juggling in between makes no sense. Its sheer waste of time, which I guess you are doing. Here comes the macro look of Short-Cut and Long-Cut ways of living-a-life. I have, undoubtedly chosen a short cut way of living, because I am not at all interested in disquieting my status in society at this stage. I am rather interested in myself and my family and my surroundings. When, I will reach at the upper cone of the pyramid, I will think of others. Till then, I am happy being selfish. And believe me, that’s what we all are, as of now. And there’s no harm in being so. That’s the perfect and the most stable way of living a life.
Please note that, this is my personal thinking and no strict thumb-rule is being established. Everybody can think and mull over these lines and can choose what best fits in. Take care of one thing; our life is not a dogma. There are no strict rules of living. Don’t make our lives like a plain vanilla, rather make it a sundae. Randomness with surprises creates an intangible life; let’s pledge and make a rainbow in our lives and live happily.
31 July, 2011
Life of a Vegabond
From Delhi – a city of jugaad to Kochi – a city of principles. From the heat of Delhi to the coolness of Kochi! From the plains of Noida to the curves of Kerla! From Delhi – jungle of cement to Kerla – a state of greenery – God’s own country!
A great-so-far start for me! I must say!
Okha – place of my birth - one of the sweetest towns I have ever seen to Veraval – the place of my schooling. Teens was passing. So innocent and cohesive. But then strings started getting detached.
And then, Rajkot came to my life. A city of colour, a city of joy, a city of happiness. A city of my preeminence. Rangilu Rajkot. The place where I did engineering, the place where I got to know who I am, the place of phoenix people.
I am enjoying Kerla to the fullest. I am trying my best to get into the spirit of Kerla. I am lovin' it.
Listing Final Countdown.
A great-so-far start for me! I must say!
Okha – place of my birth - one of the sweetest towns I have ever seen to Veraval – the place of my schooling. Teens was passing. So innocent and cohesive. But then strings started getting detached.
And then, Rajkot came to my life. A city of colour, a city of joy, a city of happiness. A city of my preeminence. Rangilu Rajkot. The place where I did engineering, the place where I got to know who I am, the place of phoenix people.
I am enjoying Kerla to the fullest. I am trying my best to get into the spirit of Kerla. I am lovin' it.
Listing Final Countdown.
29 April, 2011
LG, here I come!
Now that I have decided, I have to move on. Fuck, what a mischief! I was cracking, phew. Just as in!
So finally the day arrived. 2nd May, 2011, of which I was waiting for last 230 bloody days since the day I got placed. (I got placed on 24th Sept. 2010, campus recruitment, ISB&M, Pune). Don't ask me, how much tiresome it was to pass these many days without doing anything. Completely unproductive time. And today I am regretting it, that I waisted it for nothing.
But am sure, I will regain them in future. Because I know, future is mine.
So, now the leis - ring last night at home before the commencement of my corporate life. Though am not that excited about the verb JOB, but yes looking forward to it.
Yes, I had sort of adrenalin rush when I was going to join Nirma Chemicals, back in 14th July 2008. My First Job! Now LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd has come about as my second job.
As of now, am pretty cool and in contact with almost all my colleagues (my batch mates in fact who are joining LG as well) and all are doing well. The side-fact is, all are rather curious and enthused and eager for the Garhwal Himalayan trek that LG is going to take us to-at the end of the induction+training.
This induction + training is of 45 days approx and there after, 7 days of unadulterated fun in the earth’s heaven. Himalayan trek! Ahh. The most pristine area, verdant valleys and snow capped mountains, what more one can have.
Truly looking forward to it.
Here I come LG.
P.S. I am travelling with two bags. Major and Minor – minor is heavier than major. Why? Simple, Minor is carrying all trek paraphernalia.
P.S. 2 And yes, I am reaching Delhi on 1st May, 2011 before Dawn. Am so happy.
Listing to “Hille Le” by Indian Ocean.
Bhargav Trivedi
MT
2011
LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd.
So finally the day arrived. 2nd May, 2011, of which I was waiting for last 230 bloody days since the day I got placed. (I got placed on 24th Sept. 2010, campus recruitment, ISB&M, Pune). Don't ask me, how much tiresome it was to pass these many days without doing anything. Completely unproductive time. And today I am regretting it, that I waisted it for nothing.
But am sure, I will regain them in future. Because I know, future is mine.
So, now the leis - ring last night at home before the commencement of my corporate life. Though am not that excited about the verb JOB, but yes looking forward to it.
Yes, I had sort of adrenalin rush when I was going to join Nirma Chemicals, back in 14th July 2008. My First Job! Now LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd has come about as my second job.
As of now, am pretty cool and in contact with almost all my colleagues (my batch mates in fact who are joining LG as well) and all are doing well. The side-fact is, all are rather curious and enthused and eager for the Garhwal Himalayan trek that LG is going to take us to-at the end of the induction+training.
This induction + training is of 45 days approx and there after, 7 days of unadulterated fun in the earth’s heaven. Himalayan trek! Ahh. The most pristine area, verdant valleys and snow capped mountains, what more one can have.
Truly looking forward to it.
Here I come LG.
P.S. I am travelling with two bags. Major and Minor – minor is heavier than major. Why? Simple, Minor is carrying all trek paraphernalia.
P.S. 2 And yes, I am reaching Delhi on 1st May, 2011 before Dawn. Am so happy.
Listing to “Hille Le” by Indian Ocean.
Bhargav Trivedi
MT
2011
LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd.
26 April, 2011
NO to Social Networking
I was never confused about whether to use orkut, my space or flicker or picassa or hi5 or facebook or twitter or blog, and so always remained proactive and adopt them. For me all these platforms remained as another identity. There used to be a time when top 5 searches where positive if BHARGAV TIVEDI is the search-word in Google. Later on I understood, may be social networking (social networking as a single word and a verb) is a hindrance to life.
It’s a button of reverse motion rather than fast-forward. (It’s just that, I don’t like driving in the 6th gear)
In first quarter of 2007, I quit hi5 and myspace, a lot of people asked not to do so, but I did.
Back in April 2009, I had quit Orkut. A lot of people shouted at me for doing so, but I remained firm.
In April 2011, I quit Facebook. Again, a lot of people reacted in the same way. But a few understood. Good, times changing.
I am happy.
Instead of loafing around over the net doing fake networking, its good not to do so and rather be yourself. I get no point in sharing pictures over Facebook and getting comments!!! Writing something on your wall of your facebook account of which no body has any relation, and still getting innumerable comments on it.
That’s strange, a new era of gossiping!!!
I like experiments.
I like doing experiments with my life.
And if you can, do it.
Experience the experience of change.
Listening to: “High Hopes” by Pink Floyd
It’s a button of reverse motion rather than fast-forward. (It’s just that, I don’t like driving in the 6th gear)
In first quarter of 2007, I quit hi5 and myspace, a lot of people asked not to do so, but I did.
Back in April 2009, I had quit Orkut. A lot of people shouted at me for doing so, but I remained firm.
In April 2011, I quit Facebook. Again, a lot of people reacted in the same way. But a few understood. Good, times changing.
I am happy.
Instead of loafing around over the net doing fake networking, its good not to do so and rather be yourself. I get no point in sharing pictures over Facebook and getting comments!!! Writing something on your wall of your facebook account of which no body has any relation, and still getting innumerable comments on it.
That’s strange, a new era of gossiping!!!
I like experiments.
I like doing experiments with my life.
And if you can, do it.
Experience the experience of change.
Listening to: “High Hopes” by Pink Floyd
26th April, 2011
5 days to go to join my second company LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd. (my first company was Nirma Chemicals)
I completed my 4-Wheel driving course.
Canceled Rajkot to Delhi (Sarai Rohilla) train ticket.
Canceled Baroda to Delhi (Nizamuddin) train ticket.
Booked Veraval to Ahmedabad (Kalupur Junction) train ticket.
Booked Ahmedabad to Delhi (T3) flight ticket. It's a Kingfisher Red Charter.
Veraval to Ahmedabad
Departure at 0625 hrs
Arrival at 1530 hrs
Entr'acte in Ahmedabad
total of 9 hrs
Ahmedabad to Delhi
Departure at 0100 hrs
Arrival at 0220 hrs
Now I literally don't know what I will in Ahmedabad for bloody 9 hours. Also, what I will do after reaching Delhi Domestic Airport, Terminal 3 at so early int he morning. Gosh, god only knows !!!
I completed my 4-Wheel driving course.
Canceled Rajkot to Delhi (Sarai Rohilla) train ticket.
Canceled Baroda to Delhi (Nizamuddin) train ticket.
Booked Veraval to Ahmedabad (Kalupur Junction) train ticket.
Booked Ahmedabad to Delhi (T3) flight ticket. It's a Kingfisher Red Charter.
Veraval to Ahmedabad
Departure at 0625 hrs
Arrival at 1530 hrs
Entr'acte in Ahmedabad
total of 9 hrs
Ahmedabad to Delhi
Departure at 0100 hrs
Arrival at 0220 hrs
Now I literally don't know what I will in Ahmedabad for bloody 9 hours. Also, what I will do after reaching Delhi Domestic Airport, Terminal 3 at so early int he morning. Gosh, god only knows !!!
18 April, 2011
18th April 2011
18th April 2011
I don’t know 4-wheel driving. So I have joined a car driving school. Rs.2000 for teaching + license and Rs.1500 for teaching only w/o license are the charges. I have the license already. Ha ha, w/o even knowing driving, but that’s adulterated India. Back, when I was doing engineering in Rajkot, I had applied for 2-wheeler driving license in the RTO, Rajkot. I had picked up an agent for that and that’s how I got 4-wheeler driving license as well w/o giving test drive for the same but rather bribed Rs. 200. But now, as I am stepping into a new job and there might be cases of driving 4-wheeler, so I thought this is the last hiatus before entering corporate life, the only chance at strengthening me, where I am week at. So finally on Saturday I joined Kohinoor 4-wheel driving school. Today, 18th April, 2011 is Monday was the second day of my class. I am doing well. Just need more practice. I am moving ahead.
Yesterday was an auspicious day at our home. Because I was home, mummy had kept a Satyanarayan Puja at home. It was good and I enjoyed it to the fullest. I had worn orange (pitambari) dhoti and white kurta. Hurreee.
I don’t know 4-wheel driving. So I have joined a car driving school. Rs.2000 for teaching + license and Rs.1500 for teaching only w/o license are the charges. I have the license already. Ha ha, w/o even knowing driving, but that’s adulterated India. Back, when I was doing engineering in Rajkot, I had applied for 2-wheeler driving license in the RTO, Rajkot. I had picked up an agent for that and that’s how I got 4-wheeler driving license as well w/o giving test drive for the same but rather bribed Rs. 200. But now, as I am stepping into a new job and there might be cases of driving 4-wheeler, so I thought this is the last hiatus before entering corporate life, the only chance at strengthening me, where I am week at. So finally on Saturday I joined Kohinoor 4-wheel driving school. Today, 18th April, 2011 is Monday was the second day of my class. I am doing well. Just need more practice. I am moving ahead.
Yesterday was an auspicious day at our home. Because I was home, mummy had kept a Satyanarayan Puja at home. It was good and I enjoyed it to the fullest. I had worn orange (pitambari) dhoti and white kurta. Hurreee.
Journey so far
Hiatus Hiatus Hiatus
Another 15 days of hiatus in life. MBA over, Corporate Life is about to start. Or in layman language, job is about to start. My second job in my only life. Pity on me. Phew. But it's ok. One thing I am understanding, as time passes, things start to cool down and than suddenly life takes a turn.
One more thing, I understood, more advance you go in life, more grown up you feel. This LG is my second job. Nirma was my first. As of now, only 13 days to go for the joining date to come, but I am not at all agitated from inside or frustrated from outside. I am completely cool, this is what many people said when they asked how I feel, as I am joining LG. But yes, I remember when I was heading towards Porbandar (Nirma Chemicals) back in July 14th, 2008, I was agitated. But this time, 2nd job, and I am fully relaxed and quite mature as well. See, time is the ultimate elixir. I am ready for the hullabaloo. There you go.
And yes, some of the snippets of my life, in highly brief manner.
Living outside home since last 9 years.
Just completed my Post Graduation from International School of Business & Media, specializing in Marketing. Placements: bagged the best of the placement of my college. Got placed in the very first company that visited our college, LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd. Two years, I won' say were useful, but rather more of unproductive. Am still to figure, what actually I learnt being in Professional Course; keeping aside studies. Though had may ups and downs during my two years of tenure in Pune doing my MBA, and learnt a lot from my troughs. The only good thing that happed to me is getting placed in the very first company that came to our college and becoming the don of the college. That's it. Before to that, I had hard life back in Porbandar. I was shift maintenance engineer in Nirma Chemicals (Saurashtra Chemicals, Porbandar) - earlier it was a Birla Plant, than took over by Nirma - but learning was immense.Less time for oneself, and more concentration on the work. Shift duty of 8 hrs each and handling 30 odd workers of the age range 35-60 was tough. I learnt a lot about human psychology a lot there; about how to get the work done from those workers in minimum time. Also understood the importance of time limits - dead lines - when ever emergency struck at the Thermal Power Station. I still remember the first time I got late to reach the Nirma Factory in the first week of joining itself - and I cried like anything. Because, my 1 hr salary was deducted. That was one helluva of experience. I had cracked Nirma on my 3rd attempt after AMW (Asian Moter Works) and Essar during my 7th semester of Engineering. I was rejected by both the previous company that visited our college at that time. It was Sept-Oct 2007. Before to that I did my 11th and 12th Science from a private school in Rajkot. A good experience. A town boy (veraval) came to a notorious city of Rajkot. But now I call it Rangilu Rajkot aka Colourful Rajkot.
Another 15 days of hiatus in life. MBA over, Corporate Life is about to start. Or in layman language, job is about to start. My second job in my only life. Pity on me. Phew. But it's ok. One thing I am understanding, as time passes, things start to cool down and than suddenly life takes a turn.
One more thing, I understood, more advance you go in life, more grown up you feel. This LG is my second job. Nirma was my first. As of now, only 13 days to go for the joining date to come, but I am not at all agitated from inside or frustrated from outside. I am completely cool, this is what many people said when they asked how I feel, as I am joining LG. But yes, I remember when I was heading towards Porbandar (Nirma Chemicals) back in July 14th, 2008, I was agitated. But this time, 2nd job, and I am fully relaxed and quite mature as well. See, time is the ultimate elixir. I am ready for the hullabaloo. There you go.
And yes, some of the snippets of my life, in highly brief manner.
Living outside home since last 9 years.
Just completed my Post Graduation from International School of Business & Media, specializing in Marketing. Placements: bagged the best of the placement of my college. Got placed in the very first company that visited our college, LG Electronics India Pvt. Ltd. Two years, I won' say were useful, but rather more of unproductive. Am still to figure, what actually I learnt being in Professional Course; keeping aside studies. Though had may ups and downs during my two years of tenure in Pune doing my MBA, and learnt a lot from my troughs. The only good thing that happed to me is getting placed in the very first company that came to our college and becoming the don of the college. That's it. Before to that, I had hard life back in Porbandar. I was shift maintenance engineer in Nirma Chemicals (Saurashtra Chemicals, Porbandar) - earlier it was a Birla Plant, than took over by Nirma - but learning was immense.Less time for oneself, and more concentration on the work. Shift duty of 8 hrs each and handling 30 odd workers of the age range 35-60 was tough. I learnt a lot about human psychology a lot there; about how to get the work done from those workers in minimum time. Also understood the importance of time limits - dead lines - when ever emergency struck at the Thermal Power Station. I still remember the first time I got late to reach the Nirma Factory in the first week of joining itself - and I cried like anything. Because, my 1 hr salary was deducted. That was one helluva of experience. I had cracked Nirma on my 3rd attempt after AMW (Asian Moter Works) and Essar during my 7th semester of Engineering. I was rejected by both the previous company that visited our college at that time. It was Sept-Oct 2007. Before to that I did my 11th and 12th Science from a private school in Rajkot. A good experience. A town boy (veraval) came to a notorious city of Rajkot. But now I call it Rangilu Rajkot aka Colourful Rajkot.
16 April, 2011
15th April, 2011
It’s 15th April, 2011.
Finally out of the clutches of ISB&M. The worst thing that could ever happen to anybody for I was fed up of it and wanted to run away for it, and finally I did. Am back home, at veraval. But won’t be staying here for long for I have to reach Greater Noida by 1st May, 2011 evening to report at LG Guest House. And yes, I received a mail from LG today regarding the same, so am happy.
My professor (Prof. Pandya) – during engineering – said once in the class that students never ever fail in your exams. Failing and getting atkt, and loosing one year is a great deal in today’s fast paced era.
I remembered that class – switch gear class – and kept it in my hindsight. Today, I can say I have wasted my two years while doing MBA. Utter loss, completely unproductive two years of my life, the biggest blunder of my life – going to pune and doing MBA. According to my professor’s formula, I have wasted 20 years of my life, can you beat that. And believe me, today from where I stand, I am actually feeling like, he is right.
P.S. I am quitting FB.
28 January, 2011
Engineering Martyrdom
This is my final year. 8th semester and I’m supposed to be happy as I got campus placement in Nirma Chemicals when I was in 7th semester. Read on!
To me, engineering was something more related to “exciting-cum-thrilling”. It was my ecstasy and elation.
I had read, Engineering means:
1. The branch of science and technology concerned with the design, building and use of engines, machines and structures
2. The practical application of scientific ideas and principles
3. A field of study or activity concerned with modification or development in a particular area.
After a jinx, I finally landed up into Engineering. No, Electrical Engineering, to be specific. After 90% completion of Engineering, I came to know what it actually is.
It is,
The immoral branch of science and technology concerned with almost nothing but fucked-up assignments, non working of machines and broken structures. And adding to it spine-chilling viva voce and semester exams where no egalitarian economy was maintained. Gulp !!!
Engineering ain’t engineering.
So much has happened after the entrance of engineering into my life, and how do I sum up the whole in a few words ? Starting with the jubilation of my birth and passing 12th standard with jinx, life has veered off a lot. And to add NaCl to the gash the cliché of classes and labs fails to cease. Huh!!! We want to say something, we want to do something, but always lulled. Amid the mêlée, let me jot down this iota:
Scene 1: Inside the Classroom
Ma’am with zest, came to the class,
We had the same shouting mass.
Micro-Processor is her subject,
But our mind gonna be midget.
She started and we embarked,
She on subject and we on cult.
ADD and SUBB, are all same,
No matter what are the names?
8-bit or 16-bit,
Horny cap is what we hit.
To store, we have REGISTER & MEMORY,
What we like is a girl in a capry.
DATA POINTER or STACK POINTER
For us, they are only the sister.
Mama Mia, she’s on shout,
Letcha tell you, we are on hoot.
She teaches us something new,
For us, it’s all phew.
She says:
Shake the mind and get the groove,
Ponder on the program on the move.
We say:
Programming is all the bluff,
What we like is the puff.
She have zeal, we have that too.
She have guts, we have that too.
She have knowledge,
Oops, we don’t have.
Though Micro is the subject,
We had never loosed the wicket.
P.S.
Lecture going on on Micro Processor,
Ma’am seems like a predator,
Always kills the approacher,
But we are niche creatures.
Prof: Hello! Hello! (Strikes the duster) will u let me take the class???
To be continued...
To me, engineering was something more related to “exciting-cum-thrilling”. It was my ecstasy and elation.
I had read, Engineering means:
1. The branch of science and technology concerned with the design, building and use of engines, machines and structures
2. The practical application of scientific ideas and principles
3. A field of study or activity concerned with modification or development in a particular area.
After a jinx, I finally landed up into Engineering. No, Electrical Engineering, to be specific. After 90% completion of Engineering, I came to know what it actually is.
It is,
The immoral branch of science and technology concerned with almost nothing but fucked-up assignments, non working of machines and broken structures. And adding to it spine-chilling viva voce and semester exams where no egalitarian economy was maintained. Gulp !!!
Engineering ain’t engineering.
So much has happened after the entrance of engineering into my life, and how do I sum up the whole in a few words ? Starting with the jubilation of my birth and passing 12th standard with jinx, life has veered off a lot. And to add NaCl to the gash the cliché of classes and labs fails to cease. Huh!!! We want to say something, we want to do something, but always lulled. Amid the mêlée, let me jot down this iota:
Scene 1: Inside the Classroom
Ma’am with zest, came to the class,
We had the same shouting mass.
Micro-Processor is her subject,
But our mind gonna be midget.
She started and we embarked,
She on subject and we on cult.
ADD and SUBB, are all same,
No matter what are the names?
8-bit or 16-bit,
Horny cap is what we hit.
To store, we have REGISTER & MEMORY,
What we like is a girl in a capry.
DATA POINTER or STACK POINTER
For us, they are only the sister.
Mama Mia, she’s on shout,
Letcha tell you, we are on hoot.
She teaches us something new,
For us, it’s all phew.
She says:
Shake the mind and get the groove,
Ponder on the program on the move.
We say:
Programming is all the bluff,
What we like is the puff.
She have zeal, we have that too.
She have guts, we have that too.
She have knowledge,
Oops, we don’t have.
Though Micro is the subject,
We had never loosed the wicket.
P.S.
Lecture going on on Micro Processor,
Ma’am seems like a predator,
Always kills the approacher,
But we are niche creatures.
Prof: Hello! Hello! (Strikes the duster) will u let me take the class???
To be continued...
Hi, I’m bhargav ≥ life.
I am a triskaidekaphobic. I am monosodium glutamate. I am discadaleinophobic. I am a molotov cocktail. I am a putative. I am a supposed. I am hotchpotch. I am a nincompoop, at times. I am a highest degree of insane, bizarre, wacky and weird and uncanny. I am wired. I am hyperactive. I am indelible. I dream big and cherish and rejoice them a lot. And I’m madcap zany. And oh yes, I am a globetrotter.
I am not a necromancer. I am not subservient. I am not acquiescent. I am not an illusionist.
Piece de résistance:
I am highly flexible.
C’est la vie
A Hot Blood Mammal
Hiatus of 4 months, bloody 120 days of shit. Getting really restless, nothing to do. Getting degraded on my mind. Thinking of this, wrote these lines, an iota of my thinking. Hope you all will enjoy it.
Dedicating it to 9 other people of ISB&M Puna who got into LG this year.
Enjoy. Read On...
I, a hot blood mammal,
being soporific, being an oddball
a sieve in my heart -
and I seem leaked to death.
the lull is over,
there goes a cuss and the peccadilloes’ --
cold smarting beyond,
beyond the yonder.
sun ascends,
at two in the afternoon,
and the day starts,
with agony tantamount, harder to go by.
peace genuflected,
a new litmus test everyday,
mundane has become the humdrum,
undergoing an ordeal.
lurking in my room,
over the staircase,
and the boulevard that leads to nowhere,
at dusk and beyond.
bête noir’s own raison d’être
marred to cease
the bouncy orb of light,
skulking to death like.
almost nothing to do,
suffusing the feebleness over the body,
plugs my dwelling with in
and the ordeal continues.
pulp and paper,
grass and smoke,
with ginger & lemon tea entr’acte -
hiatus has become the sacrament.
graffiti fresco over my head,
gawking it till my eyes get gory,
chortle and snigger -
are all long and forlorn.
college and classes,
veered off from the rota.
food taste tarter,
and minds’ devoid of sacrosanct ideas.
monolithic four months,
and a monolithic sabbatical
idiosyncrasies colossal,
four months on the roll,
and no paper roll to open.
Caged in a Valhalla,
I, a hot blood mammal,
being soporific, being an oddball
a sieve in my heart,
and I seem leaked to death.
Dedicating it to 9 other people of ISB&M Puna who got into LG this year.
Enjoy. Read On...
I, a hot blood mammal,
being soporific, being an oddball
a sieve in my heart -
and I seem leaked to death.
the lull is over,
there goes a cuss and the peccadilloes’ --
cold smarting beyond,
beyond the yonder.
sun ascends,
at two in the afternoon,
and the day starts,
with agony tantamount, harder to go by.
peace genuflected,
a new litmus test everyday,
mundane has become the humdrum,
undergoing an ordeal.
lurking in my room,
over the staircase,
and the boulevard that leads to nowhere,
at dusk and beyond.
bête noir’s own raison d’être
marred to cease
the bouncy orb of light,
skulking to death like.
almost nothing to do,
suffusing the feebleness over the body,
plugs my dwelling with in
and the ordeal continues.
pulp and paper,
grass and smoke,
with ginger & lemon tea entr’acte -
hiatus has become the sacrament.
graffiti fresco over my head,
gawking it till my eyes get gory,
chortle and snigger -
are all long and forlorn.
college and classes,
veered off from the rota.
food taste tarter,
and minds’ devoid of sacrosanct ideas.
monolithic four months,
and a monolithic sabbatical
idiosyncrasies colossal,
four months on the roll,
and no paper roll to open.
Caged in a Valhalla,
I, a hot blood mammal,
being soporific, being an oddball
a sieve in my heart,
and I seem leaked to death.
25 January, 2011
Fleurs de rocailles
(Flowers from a Brook)
une fleur, and it’s scent,
and whiff in the mystic air,
wispy elfin flutter around her nostrils,
the tranquil spirit, and
the sound of that scent.
A Lass, A Shaman,
Out in the pampas,
Slides to the rivulet,
With crooning glory, feeling
the masculine mystique.
Au mois de janvier,
What is this, une fleur ?
a long plume of exhale,
But, de quelle colour est ?
May be red, may be red, may be red !
Introduction
This is a poem narrating a story about lass, a girl‐ young adult in search of her beloved
superman. She, in her inexplicable rummage goes around the world, to find the mister perfect
aficionado, a connoisseur. At solitary moment in time, she gets wooly by the scent of a fleur (a
flower in French) and finally lands up in the balmy masculinity of her hero.
Para 1
Line 1: It describes the flower and it’s scent.
Line 2: how it affects the near‐by surrounding.
Line 3, 4, 5: and how it affects the human being, by being a catalyst over thinking.
Para 2
Line1: Lass means young unmarried women.
Shaman is a person regarded as having access to, and influence in, the world of good and evil
spirits. That means, the lass has the ability to find the truth out of the situation. She can judge
the situation very well and hover around truth out of the misty flummox cloud of perplexity.
Line 2: This girl is out in the prairie, plain grassland, to find her beloved.
Line 3, 4, 5: Gradually she moves through and finds a retreat in a brook; where from, she was
absorbing the aroma of that mystical masculine scent.
Para 3
Line 1, 2: After reaching the brook, she finds something unusual. She goes to the brook thinking
of a sweet colourful flower. But instead, she finds an another Shaman.
So, she asks this question, In the month of January, is this a flower?
Line 2: She breaths out a long breath!
Line 3: She gets confused about the where‐bouts, and asks again. About, what is the colour of
this flower, is it red?
But, it is not a flower.
It is a human being.
He is an admirer. An admirer of charm of humanity; a perfect protagonist!
une fleur, and it’s scent,
and whiff in the mystic air,
wispy elfin flutter around her nostrils,
the tranquil spirit, and
the sound of that scent.
A Lass, A Shaman,
Out in the pampas,
Slides to the rivulet,
With crooning glory, feeling
the masculine mystique.
Au mois de janvier,
What is this, une fleur ?
a long plume of exhale,
But, de quelle colour est ?
May be red, may be red, may be red !
Introduction
This is a poem narrating a story about lass, a girl‐ young adult in search of her beloved
superman. She, in her inexplicable rummage goes around the world, to find the mister perfect
aficionado, a connoisseur. At solitary moment in time, she gets wooly by the scent of a fleur (a
flower in French) and finally lands up in the balmy masculinity of her hero.
Para 1
Line 1: It describes the flower and it’s scent.
Line 2: how it affects the near‐by surrounding.
Line 3, 4, 5: and how it affects the human being, by being a catalyst over thinking.
Para 2
Line1: Lass means young unmarried women.
Shaman is a person regarded as having access to, and influence in, the world of good and evil
spirits. That means, the lass has the ability to find the truth out of the situation. She can judge
the situation very well and hover around truth out of the misty flummox cloud of perplexity.
Line 2: This girl is out in the prairie, plain grassland, to find her beloved.
Line 3, 4, 5: Gradually she moves through and finds a retreat in a brook; where from, she was
absorbing the aroma of that mystical masculine scent.
Para 3
Line 1, 2: After reaching the brook, she finds something unusual. She goes to the brook thinking
of a sweet colourful flower. But instead, she finds an another Shaman.
So, she asks this question, In the month of January, is this a flower?
Line 2: She breaths out a long breath!
Line 3: She gets confused about the where‐bouts, and asks again. About, what is the colour of
this flower, is it red?
But, it is not a flower.
It is a human being.
He is an admirer. An admirer of charm of humanity; a perfect protagonist!
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