Monday, June 2, 2014

And KKR are the IPL 2014 Champions!

IPL is often shadowed by the allegations of match fixing and recently many such allegations have turned true.
So what was the case with IPL 2014?

A tournament with twists and turns in every match.
Mumbai Indians removed Rajasthan Royals out of the tournament.
Chennai Super Kings removed Mumbai Indians out.
Kings XI Punjab knocked out Chennai Super Kings.
Kolkata Knight Riders beat Kings XI Punjab to win the IPL Trophy.

Pretty much like a bollywood film right?

By the time the standing were not known, there was a feeling that Kolkata Knight Riders (KKR) would win the title.
Reason would be the change in match venues of the qualifiers, eliminators and the finals.
And the reason?
To allow SRK to watch the match.
Do you feel something fishy?
And that too after SRK being declared as the second richest celebrity in the World.
Now?

All the match venues changed, the venue for finals changed from Wankhade to Bangalore.
And why?
Because SRK was banned from entering Wankhade.

All this might appear to be a mere co-incidence.
But I don't feel that way.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

He She Story

Some stories are written in parts, over the years.
Similar was this one.

<3 years back>
<they both started to like each other, and one day in the middle of something>
She: I love you <3
He: :O
She: What? You would be happy I supposed :|
He: I am. But also confused
She: Confused? Why?
He: I don't know. I just don't want to fall in love maybe.
She: This is not what I planned to listen :|
He: I understand. Just understand.
She: Understand what?
He: For now let's focus on our careers. we can talk on this after a couple of years.
She: Hmmmm :/
He: Sorry!
She: I understand where you are coming from.

<they both interacted for a few months before getting busy with their lives>

<after 3 years of the above conversation>
He: Hi!
She: Do I know you?
He: What?
She: I don't remember people who say "You are getting fatter" :|
He: Hahahaha
She: Don't laugh idiot.
He: Okay :P
She: So?
He: Remember me? I thought you forgot me
She: Why?
He: No message what so ever
She: Hmmmmm
He: Sooo how is life?
She: Going good
<and the conversation continued for quite some time>
He: Let's meet!
She: Okay!
<time and date is fixed>

<on the "date">
<suddenly in between a conversation>
She: I want to tell you something.
He: What?
She: I am actually seeing someone.
He: WHAT? Since?
She: We know each other since October. He proposed just two days back.
<he could not believe how bad his luck was>
He: But we had decided....
She: I know. But it just happened :/
He: I can understand.
She: You can?
He: Yes. I was falling for a girl too but then moved away from her.
She: What?
He: Yep. Because you were always there at the back of my mind.
She: Awwwww. But...
He: Don't worry! I understand. I am happy for you!
She: This is not a reaction I expected.
He: Maybe you don't know me well enough to know my reactions maybe.
She: Are you hurt?
He: A little.
She: Sorry!
He: There is nothing to feel sorry about. Let's finish eating.
<the meal was over>
<on the way back>
She: Do you still want me back?
He: I would have to lie if I said NO. But you shouldn't leave him
She: :O
He: Well maybe this was destiny.
She: I hope you find one for you too, who understands you.
He: Well, maybe!

And with that they parted, promising to be in touch and be friends for their life.
But he knew that it wasn't possible for both to remain in contact.
So THAT was the end of something he though was about to begin. 

Friday, April 25, 2014

The First "Interactions"

First things are often remembered.
Similarly in love.
But the only things talked about is those moments when you hold hands for the first time, the first time you hug each other, the first time you kiss.
But is it the only first thing in "your" story?

There are some moments when you act weird enough than normal, you know it, but then it takes a backseat in the much more glittery moments of the story.

Ever though of the moments when you actually first interacted with the person of your story?

The first glance.
That glance where you just keep staring at someone.
Something you felt inside.
Like the hearts floating around the face of the person.
And just hoping the person looks back at you.
And after some time, a lot of time, of you staring at the person.
The glance the person gives to you.
And you want to shout out and yes that this is love at first sight.
But what you do is smile and turn your eyes.
With staring at the person from the corner of your eyes.

Repeated stares over time.
Then a time when you actually interact in words and not just the smiles and awkward glances.
She keeps talking.
Her words seeming like a melodious poetry.
And what you do? Just nod as she says what she wants.
Those stammering words which come out of your mouth.
Even she knows it all.
And eventually you have something which will make sure you can talk to her all day long,
her telephone number.

You send a message.
Expecting a reply.
An hour goes by.
You wonder whether you are being too sticky.
And whether sending another message would seem too desperate.
Eat, is what you do when you are tensed.
And just then.
Her message.
The name flashes on the screen, saying LOL to the joke you sent her.
You wish to reply saying how much you like her and keep her smiling for all her life.
All those thoughts running in your mind, making you smile like crazy.
And in the end, you end up saying just a Hi.
And that starts a story which will ink the souls of both.

Some day suddenly your phone rings.
The name, yes that name flashing on the screen.
You just don't what to say.
You run away from everybody, in a separate room.
Making sure everything around is perfect, no sound, hands-free for clear hearing and saying, because you know your hands and face is going to sweat.
You do everything in a hurry to not miss the call.
And just when the call is about to be cut by the person, you pick up and say that Hi.
Some weird introductory statements.
And then the story.
YOUR story is about to be written.
Just like how you had thought of and dreamed of.

And those "interactions" are remembered.
Maybe in the back of your mind.
But they are remembered.
Go back in time and think of it.
And smile again. 

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Drunk Night!

They said that consuming alcohol makes you forget things.
It makes you experience that happy state of mind.
That state which you crave to be in.
To be in when you are gutted by the realities of life.
The harsh realities of life.

And hence I thought, why not?! 

But then, in a crowd of friends dancing in the room, some words whispered in my ears, some wise words;
"Don't drink to the extent you are not in your sense, because after some time the real fun will begin".

I looked behind to check who it was, found none. Maybe it was that angel who is always behind me to watch me , guide me, and makes sure I "enjoy" life.

I had no other option than to refrain myself from being out of my senses. I kept a watch on the time. It was half an hour passed the time when I heard those wise words. 
An hour passed. The scenes had changed, but not much. The people who were initially dancing, were in a state of dumbness. The people who were silently drinking in the beginning had now entered the scene, swaying to the trance being played.

And then the action started, the people made chaos.
Vomited.
Started talking like crazy.
Wanted to have sex with each other (well that is what they said, none actually took a step ahead in take aspect, THANK GOD).

There were many people who started acting crazy, the sane people, the people who I never knew could do stuff they were doing. 
What was best for me was to act like them, like being intoxicated. Dance in their style. Be accepted by them.

One of the friends was in such a mood that he liked everyone that day, at time time of the night.
"Hey You! I like you! You are my friend! You are my brother!" hugged and repeated the same to the next person he met.

One person whom we didn't know that he knew Hindi started abusing in Hindi.
For all I know now, after being intoxicated, you start abusing in a language you never speak.
Well alcohol does give you superpowers like that.

Then there were people playing Table Tennis and Badminton and laughing at the fact that they saw 4 balls and 4 shuttles. 

I knew the fun times had begun now, dancing with them, I was accepted as a fellow drunk buddy.

A group of friends decided to go for a stroll.
Walking besides them, making sure they don't fall down and at the same time walking in their fashion, a few steps forward then a step at the side and making sure you are falling but don't fall. I was indeed having a tough task to do as also with 2-3 other friends who were doing what I was.

Just then one of the friend saw a pipe and said "Haila Saap (Snake)"!
And then was the most EPIC line by the someone who is still teased at on this. He replied, "Areey woh sada saap (simple snake) hai! Nagoba (Cobra) nahi! Woh katega nahi! SHOOOO SAAAP SHOOOO".

Then there was a phase where we wanted to laugh, we the people who were just acting our way through the night. We tried to control, looked at each other and burst out laughing.
And just then, there, everyone knew we were not in a state we claimed to be in. 

This and a lot more things happened, some of which I don't remember, maybe because I was a little drunk afterall, slowly came to an end.
Everyone vomiting and going to sleep.

And then was the most difficult part, being in senses and sleeping in a room full of vomit.
But there are some things you can do for friends!

And that was my experience of the first night around drunk people. 
I knew these things happens, just that I had never seen it.
And maybe, just maybe, that voice was my own inner voice! 
You may never know, even if I know it :P 

Friday, November 29, 2013

Be satisfied with life?

A lovely Sunday morning.
Sundays are synonymous with getting up late, having a heavy brunch and then going out to play the sport which every boy in this country loves to play, cricket.
A similar day was in store for me, not knowing that a casual day with casual encounters would actually force me to think deeply about life, mainly satisfaction in life.

Everything was the same as it should be. A late morning. A heavy brunch. And then going to play cricket.

The first encounter was with a boy, in his early twenties almost of my age, driving a Mercedes C Class and taking a turn in high speed while I was crossing the road.
I started to think how easy the life would be for this boy. His father probably a big shot will give him everything that comes out of his mouth, obviously within ethical limits. He enjoying life like how it is shown in movies; a car, parties, no tension, and most importantly A SET LIFE.

While I was pondering over the though of that young rich kid, and getting jealous of him, I suddenly noticed of another boy, of around my age again, standing at the signal. Waiting for the cars to stop. So that he could do what he was there to do,  BEG.
I looked closely at him and noticed that he was disabled, not having one hand and having a white opaque layer formed in one of his eyes. I don't know whether I felt sorry for him or thanked
God that I am better off.

Having seen two drastically different people in a span of just 2 minutes, my mind started thinking deeply about the idea of whether I should be satisfied with life or should ask for more?
I being placed at the very center of the two extremes, there were two approaches and these are the two approaches you often would face in life.
On one side you look at the people better off in life and desire more, more success, more of everything you don't have. And on the other side you look at people not so well off as you are and be thankful that you are not in their position.

Everything said and done, I could not reach a consensus on how should I look at life. There is risk in being too ambitious and you hamper your talents if you look at people below you and be content with what you have.
The best option I had after a day long fight with the two thoughts of my mind, was to sleep and be ready for the next day, another day of hardships, another day of fighting the world.

The thought process could have ended, but the question still remains, somewhere purposely hidden deep inside the brain,
'Whether to look up and walk or be safe and look down and walk and not knowing the heights you can reach?'

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Life of an MBA Student

There are trends and latest fads which people follow.
There was a time when being an engineer was one such fad where every parent wanted their parent to be an engineer. Then it resulted in a surge of the engineer; so many of them that most of them didn't have jobs and didn't know what to do.
Humans are known to find solution to every problem. They found a solution to this exponential increase in engineers' problem as well,

MBA



People think that becoming a management student is a tough ask. Well to be frank it isn't. If you consider the the 3 years of the involvement in the MBA course, 1 year for preparation and 2 years of the actual course, only that one year of the preparation for the entrance exam is something which would give you sleepless nights. The reason for that is quite simple, India's population.
So many people in our country with changing demographics of more people in youth with the aspirations of the parents of their child being an engineer do ensure that  a person preparing for MBA entrance exams will work the hardest he might in his life. So basically just 33.33% of hard working days in 3 years. It isn't that much, is it?

The life after joining a B School isn't what people think it will be.

Firstly let us look at what people think. Too much work. Competition. Sleepless nights. Always being aware of the surroundings. In short, a situation similar to hell on Earth.

That is actually not what it is. The life at most B Schools is not that tough. Well, it is not tough at all (It does not make sense to include the word "that")

The normal things a student at a B School in India does is:
  1. Reading business newspapers like Economic Times, Business Standard, etc. Why? Just to let everyone know that they are MBA students
  2. Attending lectures (P.S. Ofcourse, till above the safety percentage)
  3. Making presentations
  4. Floating google forms for surveys 
  5. Participating in other college's management competitons
  6. Sleepless nights to catch up with FB friends for likes of some contests
That is about it. Apart from this if one does something else, he would be a notch above the rest, a notch above the horde of management  students passing out of colleges every year.

If you still think that having a MBA students is a tough ask, welcome to reality!

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

Comfort Zone

There are times when I look at the beggar on the roads and wonder whether their life is easy or not compared to my life. There are some points which makes me want to believe that his life is easier than mine. Not getting up early every morning, not having to compete with a million others to make a place for yourself in this cruel and competitive world, being with your family all the time and living each day not thinking about what will happen tomorrow.
Ofcourse there are those many points like the luxuries which negates all of it and might be that puts me in a better position than him; but still what is that one thing which made my opinions shift a little initially?
One reason could be that I have not slept enough and I am going crazy, but the probable reason is that they are in their comfort zone while I am not.

Being in a comfort level is what everyone wants; afterall as Sheldon said 'It is called comfort zone for that reason precisely'. But what happens when you remain in your comfort zone for a longer time than desirable? You end up wasting your capabilities and talents and be satisfied with what you have.
It is the necessity of this current world that to survive in it, you have to move out of your comfort zone and explore things which you might do well and grab every opportunity which comes your way.

Being an engineer, it would be logical if I expressed this in a form which engineers are good at, graphs.


  • At the start you at point A, a point where you are in your comfort zone and do your tasks
  • Now at B, a low comfort; you are exposed to people who are better than you. It would be a normal human behavior to outperform your previous efforts and put in more efforts and excel
  • You excel and end up at point D
  • Then you be in that position and your comfort level in that position rises and slowly you end up in point C, a maximum comfortable position.
  • Now again you are forced to excel, you come to D and then end up at F

This process continues and you will hardly notice that you are actually increasing in the "excellence" parameter.
Afterall it is what people want, excellence. And it is not that difficult to achieve.
You just have to move out of your comfort zone!

So what are you waiting for? Someone to push you or would you do it yourself?

And remember,
Always exceed your own expectations!