This blog was written because I was left with no work to do today. I always feel that blogs are written by people who have nothing else to do, but write blogs. And blogs are written for people who have nothing else to do, but read blogs. So if you have nothing else to do, continue reading.
Cafe Coffee Days in my life!!! I can't believe it. Six, seven years back I would never have imagined that such a day would occur in my life. Cafe Coffee day is supposed to be a place where high class people who didn't know how to spend the money they had, go. But now I am there… I have changed a lot since my school days.
I had never talked in English till the end of my 10th standard. May be in my primary school we talked in English a little bit... (Since girls were there in my primary school we used to talk in English… Mostly it was the "You go girl." "Miss this boy no… he is stealing my pencil miss" and "Miss this boy is pinching me miss" type of pathetic English.). Till I went to college, I never read an English newspaper. I never knew who Sidney Sheldon was. I never saw English movies. "Star movies" was considered adult material at home. I never talked to a girl(as studied in Boys High School). I don't feel that I missed anything…But still because I didn't have such experiences, I had to adjust a lot when I traveled beyond my actual life.
Even though I born in Bangalore(known as Metropolitan), it took so many years to know all these. You could have watched movies for 15 Rs. in a theatre(know only abt Kannada Movies as used to see the same). You get the best food at lowest prices. You can drink water wherever you want and it doesn't affect you. Girls rarely wear T-shirts or Jeans. You can see girls in selvars. And there were a lot more things that were cool to me…
The first change in lifestyle for me occurred after I joined my PU col. My PU life was completely different. Watching a movie for Rs.40 (My first non-kannada movie in Theatre – Baadshah @ Urvashi) was a one time life experience for most people. I had to adapt to such things since I had to be a part of the group. Otherwise you feel let out. My habits started changing. For example, you look into the glass before drinking water to check whether it is clean. I went to my first Coffee day in Brigade. I remember saying some time back "30Rs kottu wait maadi time waste maadkondu ondu coffee adu cold coffee kudibeka" - I did it…
If this life was difficult for me, how easy would be an Engg? I was dumbstruck with the culture… The Hi's and the fundoo English speaking guys were all a great change, though I had expected it. There is a sense of hollowness when you say a Hi to somebody here. Actually, a smile was enough to say what you feel. There is real sense of belonging in a smile. I miss it - a smile without a Hi.
The mind works mechanically here - after you crack a joke you do what they call high fives!!! When you meet a person you ask something like "What's up buddy?"- Only God knows how you are supposed to answer for such a question!!! You say "Excuse me" after a sneeze - What big mistake have you made to say that?? When you are ready to sacrifice ethics for grades and see even your closest friend as a competitor in group discussions, how much difference will that Excuse me make? Pretty difficult to adjust!!!
Even Cafe Coffee Days and costly dinners sometimes hurt. Daily my father uses bi-cycle for his transportation as he has to spend more on Autos/Buses otherwise. My GrandMother, though aged she walks kilometers from the bus stop to my house whenever she goes out. When I think of that and the fact that I am spending Rs.50 for a Chocolate Fantasy, I feel uneasy. Definitely it is not a matter of money. The fact is that I somewhere in my heart feel that this is not really who I am…The fact that I have changed a lot hurts… I want to be the same myself, but I am unable to do so.
I wish I go back to school and be the same guy I was. I know I can't. But I want to do it and live the same life all again. Leo da Mirci once said, "I love what I do because I do only what I love".If only following something is as simple as saying something!!!
Courtsey : received thru a mail from one of my friend – read n it was very close to my thought . So thought of putting it in my blog with some modification … Felt very true n I hope u too will feel d same.
This is my 2nd Women’s Day celebrating (not me….infact making girlz to celebrate their day) in Perot Systems. As per last year v (Aakaansksha Team) didn’t had any plans this year. Moksh called up yesterday night and told lets meet tomorrow morning and do something for “Women’s Day”. I told that’s fine, I will join u in the morning. Today as soon as I reached the office I could hear my mobile ringing. I saw the name of Moksh on my mobile. I received and he told to come to Admin block directly and I followed d same. Then I spoke to Shobna (Admin) and planned for the evening’s function.
As per last year, this year also v had decided to give a rose and a choc for all the women n girlz of Perot Systems. Then 4 of us divided and went to each floor @ ard 12PM (as v knew this wud b d preferred time to catch them @ their cubicles) and distributed the rose n chocs wishing them for d day (for their day) in spite of guyz asking for the choc for which v declined to…
Then again all our team guys met @ 315 and started organizing for the function which is going to b starting by 330. Though v were expecting least no’s with our past experience, v were organizing this with hopes to c d new faces which have just come in to our campus. Initially @ 330 ard 5 girls turned up and no body else couple quarter mins from then. As v were thinking to call off for d day, v saw groups turning on slowly. At ard 4 v could manage to c atleast ard 50-70 girls !!! which is a history in our Perot Systems.
The next moment v started of our girls day with “ARM WRESTLING” . Though initially they sat in their shells without coming out, v could manage to get ard 7-8 girls competing for the prize. After that v shoot out questions at the crowd like –
a) How the ideal work environment shud be b) Any wacky idea to improve Perot Systems c) Any 2 achievements u have made in ur life and so on…..
Even though v didn’t get all of them participating in the events, some girls really answered well and walked away with cute gifts.. Finally we finished the function rather show by thanking all the women’s present out their and making our effort fruitful.
“Dil Chahta Hai, Dil Chahta Hai” – my mob’s alarm tone.. Anything in the world can be late but not the alarm time. Exactly at 740 in the morning my mobile started echoing at my ears. Got up little early today as JK had status call @ 930AM in the company. After 10 mins my mobile started ringing again…I new it was JK’s call. As I was having bath, I couldn’t pick it up and I am damn sure that I’m already late according to JK’s time. When I saw mobile once I finished my early morning activities, there were 3 missed call by JK. Again I got his 4rth call which I picked up and told I’m ready and will be there at BDA in another 5 mins. Then it was around 840 when I joined him at BDA.
Its something like a picnic for both us daily to locomote from house to office (nearly 30km per side). It takes nearly an hour without any traffic jams (very rare to see b’lore in that state L ) But really I shud apprise JK for his riding skills in this busy route. Asusuall v reached the ORR (Outer Ring Road) @ ard 915 and JK was @ his max on ORR.
There was a slow moving traffic for couple of feets there and just I turned towards my left as I do as there is no other better job to do sitting as a pinion. There was a hand just sliding her hair towards her ears while trying to put her earphones. Suddenly for a couple of mins I thought I’m in Heaven seeing that beautiful Angel. Just seeing her I tapped JK’s back & told what a beauty man !!!. My eyes were stun staring at her, My head was turning back as JK chased them. She was behind a guy who had CBZ. I was cursing myself for couple of reasons. :
Y am I going with JK, as he was accelerating more (he was in his own world of reaching office at proper time to attend his status call). Y that anonymous guy even though having CBZ riding so slow (as she was sitting behind).
I was telling JK to decelerate turning behind. She was trying to insert the earphones probably to hear FM 91. Her hair was waving in air and my Heartbeat now was counting twice the natural count. I was just lost in her Eyes.That guy also started looking at me as I was looking at his GF/Friend/Sister/Colleague etc.. He was looking like a baddie to my eyes. So probably that’s why he was riding very slowly. In a min the distance between our bikes increased and she reached out of my focal-length. Keeping the New Face in my heart and mind I didn’t noticed that JK was already inside our company campus ready for parking. The whole day was a holy day for me and spent in her anamnesis.
Friday, March 31, 2006
