The mosaic of my life!

Hardly do I miss an opportunity to let go off my headphones hanging around my neck. But I’m glad it happened. I did lose the opportunity to listen to my favorite folk numbers but it gave me a lot of time to ponder over me and myself. Let me rewind a little, starting back from a couple of fortnights. After spending the busiest three and a three quarter months of my life amidst hectic school assignments, projects, part-time, team activities, exams and last but not the least – the stupid blondes at EVK, I ended up being on the losing front – two straight B+’s in two courses.; followed up with an A-, that if not resurrected the lost pride, but veiled the dishonor to some extent. But carefree and excited about having to end it all; I was living a gleeful life in SFO with my dearest and closest. Then suddenly in the middle of the day my phone rung; not even in my slightest of imagination did I expect an interview call and guess from where – PriceWaterHouseCoopers. No doubt I was exc...

I might not have the talent to script, But it’s not too late to let the moment skip. All those years I had been living under your shadow, I miss your hugs and caning, and I wanna let you know. Your face lights a sparkle in my eye, I forget all the pain, my heart begins to fly. Just the feeling of having you close to me, Brings in the desire to live, in-spite of all the pain, No matter what the world has to offer, Having you besides me overshadows all material gain. If I were given one last wish, I would happily die to live again by your feet. No words can describe your eternal love and sacrifice, But I wanna let you know Mom, I will keep loving you throughout my remaining life!

Looking back to September, I was totally new and unaccustomed to America. I brought with me the dream that the Gold Rush immigrants carried in the early 19 th century; the American dream that every desi lives up to from his younger days until he attains it. It unfortunately is badly tortured after reality spawns in and uncovers the shroud off a struggle that one has to abide by each day of his life. Los Angeles – “The city of angels”, to my astonishment was, if not swarmed but sporadically encountered by gentlemen asking for alms on the street. Gentleman for a desi because this guy still has a better accent; something he is so keen to imbibe. Coming back from a country amassed with poverty, illiteracy, extortion, corruption & crime and yet brimmed with self-obsession, I don’t have much to lament about. But I am about to stress upon the stressful life a desi lives dreaming about yet another interview at the US Visa Consulate. With great power comes great responsibility, maybe thi...

It’s been over a month and the predictions fall true. I am dallying around and LA is a chilled out place with not much ado. But not too long, my orientation begins Monday – Aug the 18th and the picture shall look different. Apart from that, I feel so elated by the opportunities that exist in this nation. Moreover, that attitude that people wear is totally incoherent to our desi’s. A smile on the face and a charm in the persona so well reflects their motivational attitude and excitement derived from work. There are so many good things to squeeze out from their culture. There are plenty of problems but encouraging words aplenty to guide you towards the lucid path. The country focuses towards betterment of its citizens and the amenities provided can bedazzle you on your first outing. The consumer is the king and honesty is regarded as a divine mantra. Even the weirdest and shrewdest of aliens take up honesty when living with such people. Currently I am excited about my part-time that’s go...

19th of July, 2008. This day shall always be remembered for good reasons in many ways. Quantitatively - I’ve spent a quarter of a century on this planet jostling with the other species and its silver jubilee time, and psychologically – the Almighty has always been graceful and life has showered a multitude of good fortunes and blossomed moments to cherish forever. It’s been wonderful to receive greetings and good wishes from family, friends and relatives from all over. Another 17 days and I shall move to the US to pursue higher education. This day brings in tremendous satisfaction to receive so much warmth even from distant friends – whom I once feared I might loose touch with, shall boost the spirits when I’m away for long. Calls from everybody who mattered most and some bonus greetings as well. Kudos to life and friendship! Alongside, I wish to spend most of my time home with my family. I’m getting this opportunity after 2005 so trying to make most of it. Ask me my plans for tonight ...

In another 30 days from this moment, I would have left my home, my birthplace, my country and most importantly my family. I might be wondering on the streets, possibly dallying in the exotic stores or probably slogging in the kitchen to cook a not-so-delectable breakfast; whatever it might be, nostalgia would have occupied most of me – but certainly shall not be schmaltz. Few days and living amidst a hectic schedule would ease things a little. Although I’m not very excited at this moment to move in with Uncle Sam as I had had been a decade ago, but I can’t miss this opportunity to pursue my goals studying at a revering university. Initially I had 4 Sundays in July to finish accumulating my stuff. Now I’ve decided to not work on Saturdays and concentrate more on myself. As per calculations I can work with half of my efficiency and still manage. On the contrary, two of the precious days have already passed by and talk about efficiency – that has gone to the dogs. I could only manage to ...

This entry is dedicated (sounds mourning, isn’t it); or rather written to honor my closest and dearest chums at Infy. Don’t exactly know where to begin from. But I would like to reincarnate the memories of Hyderabad. Remember the day when we got news of our postings after an extended training at Infosys Mysore. The fairytale starts with a bus ride from Mysore to Hyderabad. A fleet of approx 80 Finaclites, all filled with joy of clearing their compre’s; stepping into their professional careers. I was completely ignorant that a tenth of them would glue together so amazingly that their lives would be entwined in a manner that the threads would always mingle with the present; wherever future takes them and whatever the past impinges upon. The stay at the Woodbridge hotel culminated in moving into our new apartment. Three new folks from different regions, best buddies from college days. I was completely new to their company and not being a hosteller my entire life, brought in varying perspe...

A story about courage, power, determination and endurance, yet brimmed with modesty. The story about a man who made it big when it could have easily been time for many to hang their boots. The story about a life subjected to grueling hardships followed by strenuous emergence through perseverance and resolution. It’s the true life story of Jimmy J Braddick, the Cinderella Man and the Bulldog of New Jersey. The story brings notice to all tinges about the hard tortuous turns that life takes you on a ride for. But ultimately it’s the passion for glory and the love for your dearer that imbues the conviction to emerge victorious and fight all eccentricities. A must watch for all young fledgling fellows out there to fructify your gestations and stand by your sentiments. It’s not all about the puff-puff-bang associated to a boxing game but the backstage emotions chained to a sportsman’s personality. I feel elated and elevated; and am ready to fight on towards my next destination. A scintillati...

Ask a GRE enthusiast to take 1260 on the exam without taking it, and I'm sure he would grab the opportunity with both hands. But, preparing for the exam for almost 2 months and ending up in your higher 12 hundreds is certainly disappointing. But rather than looking at the glass as half empty, I see it as half full. I still have something to cheer upon and go strongly about preparing my documents. I have built upon a strong academic profile and have the conviction to follow my goals and a moderate score cannot stymie my yearning to admit into a top school. My volition for obtaining quality education gives me the motivation to pave a path for myself that could have only been dreamt of a decade back. A good research experience during my professional stay at Infosys would prove an icing on the cake. Only a good application can now cement my place in a reputed University for a CS course. Not being a defeatist and wearing the attitude to not hang up my boots till the last modicum of su...

Everytime I sit down to write something that could be beneficial for the readers, I eventually end up to some confusing diary notes that boggle me down when I peruse through them sometime later. So I have do have some pity for the readers who fortunately or unfortunately, willingly or unwillingly, by virtue or inadvertently found a link to my page and had to bear the stick. Hitherto I was bludgened to write about social, philosophical and psycological issues which are no longer gonna be a part of my curriculum. And moreover I take a solemn pledge to ignite the mide of the readers who this time around have fortunately turned to the blog, even if I have to copy content from other successful bloggers and post it to the Kid's space [:-)]! Quite recently I saw a book on the stands - "Blog Wild". Quite interestingly it caught my attention and I sat down to read the contents. And appalling to my consternation, the guy has synthesized facts and tries to inform readers about what...

Fettered by the chains of circumstances, I had to wear a facade of ignorance and malinger my chores at work. After having been met my destiny the road ahead is visible and the clouds of darkness shroud until now seem to have disappeared. Life looks so rosy and open to a million opportunities and possibilities. I feel unleashed by the tyranny of superiors and have the courage to carve out a way for myself. Things might seem vague at this moment but once I am certain to have grabbed my targets that still lie distant, the hidden mysteries would certainly be revealed. Amen!

APJ. Ignorants across dont be mistaken that for an acronym in the Bombay Stock Exchange amidst the bullish markets. Rather thats a even soaring name instilled within the heart of every youngster in India brimming with confidence and envisaging India to become a truly developed nation by 2020. Thats the kind of rejuvination that the outgoing President has imbued into our future generation. He has been an epitome of unparalled veracity and unprecedented commitment who has been the centripetal force to wake up an entire sloth nation towards the path of enlightenment. Apart from the encomium to be deservedly bestowed on our beloved President, he has been India's missile man. He was the superpower behind the indeginous Agni missiles and the Pokharan nuclear tests that grappled the world's attention and highlighted India on the globe. A highly qualified citizen had huge admiration for the young blood and more often than not makes a point to get into a healthy discussion with them and...

Millions of times I have made an earnest effort to unravel the mystery behind a LIFE. Conduct a survey all around the globe and try to figure out the rudimentary ingredients that would imbue a sense of satisfaction in them. There would be vivid opinions based on individual criteria. Most of them would be unrealistic, surpassing their wildest imaginations and trying to attain the pinnacle of their fervor . I had always dreamt of realistic visions and slogged to accomplish them. The almighty has been beneficent until now and to be on the optimistic side expect him to shower the blessings upon me in a similar fashion. Amen! Realized a little late in LIFE that the easy path chosen by me would not fulfil my expectations that I have piled up on the stack. Things would have been much more simplistic if I would not have bunked my english lessons at school or not messed around with my teachers. But I guess its never too late. I am doing respectably good with respect to millions. But if comparis...

Ever since the advent of 2007 Infosys has had a magnanimous approach towards it gargantuan employee base. I am not trying to elucidate about a salary hike or increasing onsite opportunities. I am indeed referring to the large number of long weekends provided at a stretch. Planning to venture for some adventurous activity over the long weekends would ultimately end up being a fiasco. But finally on the 16th of March we were able to cling to the opportunity of exploring the ever-exciting landscapes of Goa. For people working in a software organization like ours, these little moments of joy come along sporadically. And eventually we wanted to grab the opportunity and make out the most of it. Moreover, the excitement to get nasty along the sandy beaches of Goa mired me to anxiety. We were a bunch of 7 Finaclites from the 10th October, 2005 batch. After allocation of projects we were deported to different locations where Finacle had spread its wings. It was time for a reunion which we all c...

I still remember the day when I saw my name alongside other batch mates who were offered to work with unarguably India’s finest and most respectable software giants. I was paramountly bewildered and realizing the fact mired me to anxiety. To hurdle through a series of daunting exams followed by an intimidating interview embedded a sense of pride amongst me. The euphoria surrounding the fact that I would work alongside the best brains in the country was extremely exhilarating. But it’s been a long time and the feeling just gravitates with the passage of time. The brand name created by a group of young entrepreneurs who augured success and achievement through sheer performance and building upon a value system unprecedented, is truly remarkable. The freedom granted to all employees without considering their background, culture, geographical location and religion stands above the rest. The hierarchy is confined merely to the nature of work undertaken and does not reflect by the individual’...