Ah ….so its Thrusday..13th December??? Ya that’s what my computer shows!! But seems to me a quite different than usual day. My supervisor is on leave so no more running from clinical laboratories to botanical laboratory. Past few weeks have been really hectic and I am really looking forward for this weekend break!! So just relaxing at work place and thinking something about me!! So thought to write something which has been happening in my life for last few years.
Though these days I watched a lot of movies, a trend started by my friend Ruchir, and I am proud that I am continuing the same trend after his departure to Harward. But everytime I watched the movies and next day I forgot the movie name. It really embarrassing if someone ask the name of the movie which I watched and I had to explain the story rather than simply movie name!! Not only that I often forget the names of people I interact, very seldom even though I might have shared some good moments with them in the past. And the embarrassment befalls when the guy happens to meet me greeting " Hello Kuntal!!" with a smile on his face and I, thanks to my gr8 memory, am able to say just "Hi" though I would have loved to say "Hi Y" where Y is the first name of the person.
I feel I am suffering from this psychological disorder and that worries me or is that now-a-days I have started taking my life extraordinarily serious and in the process have damaged my brain cells leading to frequent embarrassing forgetfulness?????
Sounds so serious and pitiable!!!
I know u must be praying for the "untruthfulness" of this fact because I not only one who prays for the same when I am wide awake but also in my dreams.....
So I learnt more about this disorder on Wikipedia and was shocked at its widespread infliction to the Westerners. It's considered a 'lifestyle disease' and is primarily caused by strenuous mental exercise leading to an onset of memory loss. The other factors which contribute to the disorder are physical fitness, social interaction and base memory capacity. While the WordWeb dictionary defines this word, Noun: lethologica ; the inability to remember a word or name. I feel I am still in the infancy of this disease and am struggling hard to nip it in the bud but also I fail to understand how I qualify to be one of the victims of this disease? Stress?? Physical Fitness ?? Social Interaction ?? dunno!! Base memory capacity?? May be!! Hope not!
The only time I feel like I am not suffering from this disease is during accounting of my expenditure. You ask me for past 15 days expenses and I can give you all penny details of even a 50 ore (its Swedish currency)!! But that’s sound like more of a Gujju gene rather than my mental capability!!!
So I assume myself as a diseased person than a healthy one with such a grave defect.
So again I ask myself - Am I suffering from Acute Amnesia? The answer is a BIG YES if I am an escapist and a BIG NO if I recognize the fact that it's just one's mental framework that leads one to feel so.
Sounds worrisome but thankfully it's just a "lifestyle disease" and is reversible.
Only time will tell.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Sister Wedding
I remember it in mental snapshots. Brief glimpses of this or that when I was ten or eleven. And I m sure there must have been much ado in our house back then, with some old friends playing wedding games and all. Finally, its time for those weddings games to turn in to real story. But try as I might I don’t recall all that much.
Today is the big day and I am thinking about you. But thoughts are really confusing. One side I wonder how you look? I don’t see you in your wedding dress, but I m sure you looked beautiful. I don’t see you to take “Saat pheras” during the marriage rituals nor running through rice or tossing your bouquet. Try as I might, those snapshots are blank for me. On other side, thinking about the crazy omelette and some fish which I had to eat in breakfast on such a auspicious day rather than delecious food I would have been in your wedding.
Well, the destiny had its own desires!!!
Your Wedding might not be as dramatic and unexpected as Aishwarya Rai and Abhishek Bachchan Wedding. But I am sure it would have been Great Wedding!!
Your wedding knocks my memory and pushes me back in history to remember all the nice sweet things we had done together. As I look back with pride and deep sense of nostalgia I recall the phase that we togehter passed through. I remember how you used to protect me from father everytime I had complains from school. I remember how you used your girl power to get all information about cute girls of our school. You also drew all the biology diagrams for me (yeah I know I still owe you the chocolates I promised then for each picture).
As we grew the role changed (though more of a body guard…) but then we love each other bits and advised. As I rubbed my memories more, I can clearly see the old days when we both travelled 12 hour bumpy ride from Jabalpur to Nagpur in bus for your admissions. Remember the arguments we had in Indore before your Interviews in Glaxo??? I can’t stop myself from laughing when I think of those times.
Sis, all the best to you in your marriage life. I will stick to you strong and thick in all circumstances as you are always worthy for me to hold on to.
So Mr.R. As you hold my sister's hand and walk down that aisle.. I want you to know my sister means the world to me. I may not send her any cards on her birthday. I may argue with her about everything under the sky. We may have our differences...But at the end of the day, I love her to bits. She will always be my sister and I expect you to take care of her!
Please don’t make her cry.
Here is wishing for both of you and very happy life together.
I love you both.
And Ravinder, welcome to the Worah family!!! :-)
Today is the big day and I am thinking about you. But thoughts are really confusing. One side I wonder how you look? I don’t see you in your wedding dress, but I m sure you looked beautiful. I don’t see you to take “Saat pheras” during the marriage rituals nor running through rice or tossing your bouquet. Try as I might, those snapshots are blank for me. On other side, thinking about the crazy omelette and some fish which I had to eat in breakfast on such a auspicious day rather than delecious food I would have been in your wedding.
Well, the destiny had its own desires!!!
Your Wedding might not be as dramatic and unexpected as Aishwarya Rai and Abhishek Bachchan Wedding. But I am sure it would have been Great Wedding!!
Your wedding knocks my memory and pushes me back in history to remember all the nice sweet things we had done together. As I look back with pride and deep sense of nostalgia I recall the phase that we togehter passed through. I remember how you used to protect me from father everytime I had complains from school. I remember how you used your girl power to get all information about cute girls of our school. You also drew all the biology diagrams for me (yeah I know I still owe you the chocolates I promised then for each picture).
As we grew the role changed (though more of a body guard…) but then we love each other bits and advised. As I rubbed my memories more, I can clearly see the old days when we both travelled 12 hour bumpy ride from Jabalpur to Nagpur in bus for your admissions. Remember the arguments we had in Indore before your Interviews in Glaxo??? I can’t stop myself from laughing when I think of those times.
Sis, all the best to you in your marriage life. I will stick to you strong and thick in all circumstances as you are always worthy for me to hold on to.
So Mr.R. As you hold my sister's hand and walk down that aisle.. I want you to know my sister means the world to me. I may not send her any cards on her birthday. I may argue with her about everything under the sky. We may have our differences...But at the end of the day, I love her to bits. She will always be my sister and I expect you to take care of her!
Please don’t make her cry.
Here is wishing for both of you and very happy life together.
I love you both.
And Ravinder, welcome to the Worah family!!! :-)
Monday, November 19, 2007
Myth----O---logic!!
Came across this piece here.
Reflects today's situation in the country very aptly.
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The Lord surveyed the Ram Setu and said "Hanuman, you and your vanara sena had built this bridge several centuries back with great diligence and devotion. It is remarkable that it has withstood the ravages of the climatic and geographical changes over centuries. It is indeed an amazing feat especially considering the fact that a bridge at Hyderabad built by Gammon using latest technology collapsed the other day even before they could stick the posters on its pillars."
Hanuman with all humility spoke "Jai Sri Ram, it is all because of your grace. We just scribbled your name on the bricks and threw them in the sea and they held. No steel from TISCO or cement from Ambuja or ACC was ever used. But Lord, why rake up the old issue now?"
Ram spoke "Well, Hanuman some people down there want to demolish the bridge and construct a canal. The contract involves lot of money and lot of money will be made. They will make money on demolition and make more money on construction."
Hanuman bowed down and said "Why don't we go down and present our case?"
Ram said "Times have changed since we were down there. They will ask us to submit age proof and we don't have either a birth certificate or school leaving certificate. We traveled mainly on foot and some times on horseback and so we don't have a driving license either. As far as the address proof is concerned, the fact that I was born at Ayodhya is in itself under litigation for over half a century...If I go in a traditional attire with bow and arrow, the ordinary folks may recognize me but Arjun Singh may take me to be some tribal and, at the most, offer a seat at IIT under the reserved category. Also, a God cannot walk in dressed in a three-piece suit and announce his arrival. It would make even the devotees suspicious. So it is a dilemma to say the least."
"I can vouch for you by saying that I personally built the bridge."
"My dear, Anjani putra, it will not work. They will ask you to produce the lay-out plan, the project details, including financial outlay and how the project cost was met and the completion certificate. Nothing is accepted without documentary evidence in India. You may cough but unless a doctor certifies it, you have no cough. A pensioner may present himself personally but the authorities do not take it as proof. He has to produce a life-certificate to prove that he is alive. It is that complicated."
"Lord, I can't understand these historians. Over the years you have given darshan once every hundred years to saints like Surdas, Tulsidas, Saint Thyagaraja, Jayadeva, Bhadrachala Ramdas and even Sant Tukaram and still they disbelieve your existence and say Ramayana is a myth. The only option, I see, is to re-enact Ramayana on earth and set the government records straight once for all."
Lord smiled "It isn't that easy today. Ravan is apprehensive that he may look like a saint in front of Karunanidhi. I also spoke to his mama Mareecha, who appeared as a golden deer to tempt Sita maiyya when I was in the forest and he said that he won't take a chance of stepping on earth as long as Salman Khan is around!!!"
Reflects today's situation in the country very aptly.
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The Lord surveyed the Ram Setu and said "Hanuman, you and your vanara sena had built this bridge several centuries back with great diligence and devotion. It is remarkable that it has withstood the ravages of the climatic and geographical changes over centuries. It is indeed an amazing feat especially considering the fact that a bridge at Hyderabad built by Gammon using latest technology collapsed the other day even before they could stick the posters on its pillars."
Hanuman with all humility spoke "Jai Sri Ram, it is all because of your grace. We just scribbled your name on the bricks and threw them in the sea and they held. No steel from TISCO or cement from Ambuja or ACC was ever used. But Lord, why rake up the old issue now?"
Ram spoke "Well, Hanuman some people down there want to demolish the bridge and construct a canal. The contract involves lot of money and lot of money will be made. They will make money on demolition and make more money on construction."
Hanuman bowed down and said "Why don't we go down and present our case?"
Ram said "Times have changed since we were down there. They will ask us to submit age proof and we don't have either a birth certificate or school leaving certificate. We traveled mainly on foot and some times on horseback and so we don't have a driving license either. As far as the address proof is concerned, the fact that I was born at Ayodhya is in itself under litigation for over half a century...If I go in a traditional attire with bow and arrow, the ordinary folks may recognize me but Arjun Singh may take me to be some tribal and, at the most, offer a seat at IIT under the reserved category. Also, a God cannot walk in dressed in a three-piece suit and announce his arrival. It would make even the devotees suspicious. So it is a dilemma to say the least."
"I can vouch for you by saying that I personally built the bridge."
"My dear, Anjani putra, it will not work. They will ask you to produce the lay-out plan, the project details, including financial outlay and how the project cost was met and the completion certificate. Nothing is accepted without documentary evidence in India. You may cough but unless a doctor certifies it, you have no cough. A pensioner may present himself personally but the authorities do not take it as proof. He has to produce a life-certificate to prove that he is alive. It is that complicated."
"Lord, I can't understand these historians. Over the years you have given darshan once every hundred years to saints like Surdas, Tulsidas, Saint Thyagaraja, Jayadeva, Bhadrachala Ramdas and even Sant Tukaram and still they disbelieve your existence and say Ramayana is a myth. The only option, I see, is to re-enact Ramayana on earth and set the government records straight once for all."
Lord smiled "It isn't that easy today. Ravan is apprehensive that he may look like a saint in front of Karunanidhi. I also spoke to his mama Mareecha, who appeared as a golden deer to tempt Sita maiyya when I was in the forest and he said that he won't take a chance of stepping on earth as long as Salman Khan is around!!!"
Friday, November 2, 2007
German Puzzle
It is amazing how the daily events of my life fuel the existence of my blog. Just when I think that there is nothing new to write for the next few days now, something unusual happens and here I sit at my desk and type furiously.
I had just came out after two hours long fight with Immunology questions and thoughts to relax on one of the rare Friday afternoon by watching some good movies in lab. Today Swedes are celebrating “Alla Helgons Day” and its holiday for most Swedes. I enquired about the significance of day but was not surprised to find Swedes in same positions as mine. As far as I am getting holiday I don't complain about it. Anyway I came to lab to just enjoy movie in my 19.4 inch Desktop rather than watching in 15.4 inch boring laptop screen. As I was about to enter in lab, one of new lab members was leaving the lab and greeted me with 'Ciao'. I smiled him back and thought as another chat acronym. Post venturing in lab, I thought of browsing only the meaning of chatting phrase 'Ciao'. I discovered that it's not like any other chat acronyms but is an Italian verbal salutation and greeting meaning 'goodbye' when used in English. Further, I thought to browse the list of chatting abbreviations we generally use. I googled the phrase "chatting abbreviations" and was thrown up with 3,310,000 search results. The third one led me to www.mistupid.com/internet/chattalk.htm.
I was particularly verifying the acronyms CYA, CU- the ones closer to ciao. And Oh God!! I found that 'CYA' means 'Cover your Ass'. Really?? I have been using this phrase throughout my chatting years to gracefully say 'goodbye' to my chatting partners on Y!, gtalk! I always meant it as 'C U After'. I was confused for a moment.
But I had seen many of my friends - a lot of female friends too- also using the same phrase and hopefully with the same intention as I. They did not mean “Cover You Ass”…….Scary Feelings!!!
To reconfirm, I googled “CYA” and followed the second search result. It took me to en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CYA and from there I moved on to
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Internet_slang_phrases.
And then I had a sigh of relief. The list confirmed that “CYA” also means 'CU After'. Phew!! A big realization indeed!! “CYA” means 'Cover Ur Ass' as well as 'C U After'. Usage Contextual.
Confusion!! ya loads of !! Anyway I have taken the print out of these meaning and going to show the German guy on Monday. Hopefully his intensions should be same as mine!!! Till Then “CYA”..
hahaha!!!!
I had just came out after two hours long fight with Immunology questions and thoughts to relax on one of the rare Friday afternoon by watching some good movies in lab. Today Swedes are celebrating “Alla Helgons Day” and its holiday for most Swedes. I enquired about the significance of day but was not surprised to find Swedes in same positions as mine. As far as I am getting holiday I don't complain about it. Anyway I came to lab to just enjoy movie in my 19.4 inch Desktop rather than watching in 15.4 inch boring laptop screen. As I was about to enter in lab, one of new lab members was leaving the lab and greeted me with 'Ciao'. I smiled him back and thought as another chat acronym. Post venturing in lab, I thought of browsing only the meaning of chatting phrase 'Ciao'. I discovered that it's not like any other chat acronyms but is an Italian verbal salutation and greeting meaning 'goodbye' when used in English. Further, I thought to browse the list of chatting abbreviations we generally use. I googled the phrase "chatting abbreviations" and was thrown up with 3,310,000 search results. The third one led me to www.mistupid.com/internet/chattalk.htm.
I was particularly verifying the acronyms CYA, CU- the ones closer to ciao. And Oh God!! I found that 'CYA' means 'Cover your Ass'. Really?? I have been using this phrase throughout my chatting years to gracefully say 'goodbye' to my chatting partners on Y!, gtalk! I always meant it as 'C U After'. I was confused for a moment.
But I had seen many of my friends - a lot of female friends too- also using the same phrase and hopefully with the same intention as I. They did not mean “Cover You Ass”…….Scary Feelings!!!
To reconfirm, I googled “CYA” and followed the second search result. It took me to en.wikipedia.org/wiki/CYA and from there I moved on to
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Internet_slang_phrases.
And then I had a sigh of relief. The list confirmed that “CYA” also means 'CU After'. Phew!! A big realization indeed!! “CYA” means 'Cover Ur Ass' as well as 'C U After'. Usage Contextual.
Confusion!! ya loads of !! Anyway I have taken the print out of these meaning and going to show the German guy on Monday. Hopefully his intensions should be same as mine!!! Till Then “CYA”..
hahaha!!!!
Friday, October 12, 2007
Why?????????
Does every action in this world falls in the premise of logic?
Or that’s what I believed till about yesterday. If not watch “Face the Nation” on CNN-IBN by “Sagarika Gosh” and you will surely ask this questions yourself!
Confronting yourself for something that happened and for which you don’t have a reason….probably was the most humbling experience. You just cannot address the simple "why"….you know the simple word "Why". There was this need this urgency to address it for, for ages it was done that way and I was taught to believe it that way!
So this "why" got me thinking for bizarre 40 sleepless hours with no food and no sensible thought? Just a simple "why"!! I tried the age old solace methods of keeping myself engrossed, reading books, lying on the bed with my eyes wide open, going for a walk (now that’s something that partially helped!)
Yeah so there was this me and this "why"!
But something somewhere maintained that buoyancy for me to stay afloat. Something that didn’t let me be lost somewhere in my shell rather it got me out.
It got me out to believing once again that life that existed around me. It was perfectly ok for me to be human and that I have every reason to move on in life. It helped me come out of my rigidity and the mould that I had set for myself for something which didn’t exist anymore.
But just be cautious......the catch 22 etchings!
The question that remains now is that, do I still need to address this "why"…..I choose not to and take no offense about that too.
Or that’s what I believed till about yesterday. If not watch “Face the Nation” on CNN-IBN by “Sagarika Gosh” and you will surely ask this questions yourself!
Confronting yourself for something that happened and for which you don’t have a reason….probably was the most humbling experience. You just cannot address the simple "why"….you know the simple word "Why". There was this need this urgency to address it for, for ages it was done that way and I was taught to believe it that way!
So this "why" got me thinking for bizarre 40 sleepless hours with no food and no sensible thought? Just a simple "why"!! I tried the age old solace methods of keeping myself engrossed, reading books, lying on the bed with my eyes wide open, going for a walk (now that’s something that partially helped!)
Yeah so there was this me and this "why"!
But something somewhere maintained that buoyancy for me to stay afloat. Something that didn’t let me be lost somewhere in my shell rather it got me out.
It got me out to believing once again that life that existed around me. It was perfectly ok for me to be human and that I have every reason to move on in life. It helped me come out of my rigidity and the mould that I had set for myself for something which didn’t exist anymore.
But just be cautious......the catch 22 etchings!
The question that remains now is that, do I still need to address this "why"…..I choose not to and take no offense about that too.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
Wierd Thoughts on Seven…..
Its been a time since I have posted something on my blog. Few of the reasons for that, for one I did not have much to write about and secondly was too busy with sumitting lab reports and the important reason I did not have the patience to type what I wanted to lol....
But now I have both!!
While preparing lab reports last week I needed to enter the pH value of water and solution in a report and by mistake forgot to do that!! Missing values did not resulted in any disaster other than repetation of whole experiment !! I realized its was none other than number “7” fault and I realized the importance of number Seven and did some research on this troublesome number.
The significance of number Seven can be derived from the fact that the number of stellar objects in the solar system visible to the naked eye is Seven. Sun, moon, and the five classical naked planets: Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus and Saturn. Probably here lies the reason why Seven has been so sacredly used in all the religions of the world. Also, there are Seven colours in a rainbow.
According to Judaism, Christianity and Islam (all three originating from similar if not same platform), God created this world in Seven days (although he is supposed to have rested on the seventh day according to some). There are Seven days in a week.
According to Christianity there are Seven deadly sins (Lust, Gluttony, Avarice, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, and Pride), and seven corresponding virtues (Chastity, Moderation, Liberality, Charity, Meekness, Zeal and Humility). Book of Revealation has been addressed to seven churches of the apocalypse. (This I did not knew at all though I have spend my 17 years of education in Christian missionary school and colleges).
But short chat with my european friends worked well !!
The number of earths and heavens according to Quran are Seven. The number of ayat in surat al-Fatiha (the opening or the first chapter in Quran) is Seven. (Ref. Ali my Iraqi friend!).
There are Seven yoga chakras in our body, and seven levels of consciousness to be achieved, before we can come out of the unending cycle of life and death, according to Hinduism. The number of sages are Seven and their wives are the goddesses referred to as the “Seven Mothers”. The bride and the groom are supposed to take “Saat pheras” during the marriage rituals.
Prince Siddhartha (better known as Lord Buddha) walked Seven steps at his birth.
Seven is also considered a “Virgin number”. Probably because it’s the only single digit number (natural number), which is neither a multiple nor a factor of any of the single digit numbers.
The reason for 7 being a lucky number symbolically, is because it represents the union of man and woman, since the number for women is 4 and the number for men is 3.
There are Seven continents and Seven seas.
Ok...its enough.. as its 7 o’ clock and my sister is online!!!
But now I have both!!
While preparing lab reports last week I needed to enter the pH value of water and solution in a report and by mistake forgot to do that!! Missing values did not resulted in any disaster other than repetation of whole experiment !! I realized its was none other than number “7” fault and I realized the importance of number Seven and did some research on this troublesome number.
The significance of number Seven can be derived from the fact that the number of stellar objects in the solar system visible to the naked eye is Seven. Sun, moon, and the five classical naked planets: Mars, Mercury, Jupiter, Venus and Saturn. Probably here lies the reason why Seven has been so sacredly used in all the religions of the world. Also, there are Seven colours in a rainbow.
According to Judaism, Christianity and Islam (all three originating from similar if not same platform), God created this world in Seven days (although he is supposed to have rested on the seventh day according to some). There are Seven days in a week.
According to Christianity there are Seven deadly sins (Lust, Gluttony, Avarice, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, and Pride), and seven corresponding virtues (Chastity, Moderation, Liberality, Charity, Meekness, Zeal and Humility). Book of Revealation has been addressed to seven churches of the apocalypse. (This I did not knew at all though I have spend my 17 years of education in Christian missionary school and colleges).
But short chat with my european friends worked well !!
The number of earths and heavens according to Quran are Seven. The number of ayat in surat al-Fatiha (the opening or the first chapter in Quran) is Seven. (Ref. Ali my Iraqi friend!).
There are Seven yoga chakras in our body, and seven levels of consciousness to be achieved, before we can come out of the unending cycle of life and death, according to Hinduism. The number of sages are Seven and their wives are the goddesses referred to as the “Seven Mothers”. The bride and the groom are supposed to take “Saat pheras” during the marriage rituals.
Prince Siddhartha (better known as Lord Buddha) walked Seven steps at his birth.
Seven is also considered a “Virgin number”. Probably because it’s the only single digit number (natural number), which is neither a multiple nor a factor of any of the single digit numbers.
The reason for 7 being a lucky number symbolically, is because it represents the union of man and woman, since the number for women is 4 and the number for men is 3.
There are Seven continents and Seven seas.
Ok...its enough.. as its 7 o’ clock and my sister is online!!!
Saturday, September 29, 2007
Lamhe
Apni kahani likhni hai, apni hi zubaan likhni hai
har lamhe ko qaid karna hai, uski har daastan likhni hai
But why I am writing this??? I came to lab thinking to work for few hours and that too in weekend!!
Good Idea!! But Destiny and desires don't think alike.
It might not be as dramatic and unexpected as O Henry's stories but often circumstances surprise us in more than trivial ways. The seed of our thought might not reach the fruition but that doesn't mean the end of the world.
As usual first check out my mails and orkut!! Ah...it’s “Shilpi Birthday"!!!
It’s my dearest buddie's birthday today. So it’s a special day for me!! So what gift can I give??? A call and few conversations will be good. But then in lab you can’t do that and in home laptop is not working!!
So ..ok I will write a blog ..
Heck of lab work!!!
And I just got transported back in time, aeons ago, to when birthdays used to be so much fun. A gala event to look forward to!! That’s too a friend who was my first “Crush”.
But at this point I want to define few loves!! Though its sounds much like a philosophical viewpoint!!
Love is which lasts for 2 months.
Big love ----- which lasts for 2 years.
Great Love is which change the life of the person. Great Love knows no comparison. A lady in love feels her man as the BEST. A man in love feels his lady as the BEST. People in Great Love are everybody and everything to each other.
It's no secret that I was a teensy bit in love with her but I don’t know which category I belong to at that time. Might be none….as it was one sided…hehe!!!
But really I have done all the crazy stuffs for her “love” in my school days. I still remember writing her name on each page of my books as well on copies. Did 35 km of cycling on hot (45 degrees) days to just get a glimpse of her ….
Ah so wonderful days!!! If you are in Sweden then you need to travel to different country even to get experience of 33 degrees forget about 45 degrees.
Well, the destiny had its own desires. She went to different school and to different city. I loose contact after that.
As we grew up these things seemed kinda arcane. But again destiny had its all writing, this time role was played by Orkut!!! You won’t belief, when friends told me that we can search old pals, her name was first one to crp up on search!!! And I still remember she was first friend to be added on my orkut list!!! Yet those early love days remain my sweetest memories!!!
Anyways, this post is actually dedicated to my dearest buddy. dunno why today suddenly brought back all those memories. :)). May be love never dies!!
A very very happy budday to you once again buds.
Have an awesome day today! Wish I could be there with you to celebrate!
har lamhe ko qaid karna hai, uski har daastan likhni hai
But why I am writing this??? I came to lab thinking to work for few hours and that too in weekend!!
Good Idea!! But Destiny and desires don't think alike.
It might not be as dramatic and unexpected as O Henry's stories but often circumstances surprise us in more than trivial ways. The seed of our thought might not reach the fruition but that doesn't mean the end of the world.
As usual first check out my mails and orkut!! Ah...it’s “Shilpi Birthday"!!!
It’s my dearest buddie's birthday today. So it’s a special day for me!! So what gift can I give??? A call and few conversations will be good. But then in lab you can’t do that and in home laptop is not working!!
So ..ok I will write a blog ..
Heck of lab work!!!
And I just got transported back in time, aeons ago, to when birthdays used to be so much fun. A gala event to look forward to!! That’s too a friend who was my first “Crush”.
But at this point I want to define few loves!! Though its sounds much like a philosophical viewpoint!!
Love is which lasts for 2 months.
Big love ----- which lasts for 2 years.
Great Love is which change the life of the person. Great Love knows no comparison. A lady in love feels her man as the BEST. A man in love feels his lady as the BEST. People in Great Love are everybody and everything to each other.
It's no secret that I was a teensy bit in love with her but I don’t know which category I belong to at that time. Might be none….as it was one sided…hehe!!!
But really I have done all the crazy stuffs for her “love” in my school days. I still remember writing her name on each page of my books as well on copies. Did 35 km of cycling on hot (45 degrees) days to just get a glimpse of her ….
Ah so wonderful days!!! If you are in Sweden then you need to travel to different country even to get experience of 33 degrees forget about 45 degrees.
Well, the destiny had its own desires. She went to different school and to different city. I loose contact after that.
As we grew up these things seemed kinda arcane. But again destiny had its all writing, this time role was played by Orkut!!! You won’t belief, when friends told me that we can search old pals, her name was first one to crp up on search!!! And I still remember she was first friend to be added on my orkut list!!! Yet those early love days remain my sweetest memories!!!
Anyways, this post is actually dedicated to my dearest buddy. dunno why today suddenly brought back all those memories. :)). May be love never dies!!
A very very happy budday to you once again buds.
Have an awesome day today! Wish I could be there with you to celebrate!
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
A great Kiss!!
These days a new colleague of mine had joined our group. She seemed to be very interested in India and her people. So after our work we decided to leave together and as most girl after few conversations she got going.
Journey was fun. Believe me. She was very eager to know my opinion about act of "public kissing" in India. She was utterly disturbed at the Indian public's display of anger for recent Richard Gere's kissing of Shilpa Shetty on an AIDS campaigning stage. To my shock and surprise, she was so aware of this news. I know many of you may not be. She had the concern that why are Indians so cynical about kissing in public- even about just kissing on cheeks. She considered it to be kinda greeting. Now it was my turn to put the "act of public kissing" in Indian context. I talked about the differences between Western and our culture and about the difference in their thought processes. Beliefs of our older generations and changing mindset of the younger generations. It went on for a few minutes and I assured him that 5 years down the line she won't have any such complains with the Indians:) She was satisfied. Se seemed to be happy and excited about her trip in November to “GUA” rather than “GOA”. After a while, infront of our seat, two beautiful couples then started kissing and we both loved glaring in each other eye, with a beautiful smile.
As my destination was coming near, I thought I also belong to younger generation and how come I assure her to wait for 5 long years. And inspired by yesterday great win over Pakistan and beautiful eyes of my colleague I decided let her know that “Young Indians” had arrived…in other words “CHAK DE INDIA”.
So just before getting down as we both moved towards each other to give warm hug and that moment I decided to go for a “Kiss”.
So I hold her a bit longer and gently lock up my lips!!!
I thought that she may be surprised but she responded with a smile.
Probably I assured him that 5 years down the line are not far ahead!!!
Journey was fun. Believe me. She was very eager to know my opinion about act of "public kissing" in India. She was utterly disturbed at the Indian public's display of anger for recent Richard Gere's kissing of Shilpa Shetty on an AIDS campaigning stage. To my shock and surprise, she was so aware of this news. I know many of you may not be. She had the concern that why are Indians so cynical about kissing in public- even about just kissing on cheeks. She considered it to be kinda greeting. Now it was my turn to put the "act of public kissing" in Indian context. I talked about the differences between Western and our culture and about the difference in their thought processes. Beliefs of our older generations and changing mindset of the younger generations. It went on for a few minutes and I assured him that 5 years down the line she won't have any such complains with the Indians:) She was satisfied. Se seemed to be happy and excited about her trip in November to “GUA” rather than “GOA”. After a while, infront of our seat, two beautiful couples then started kissing and we both loved glaring in each other eye, with a beautiful smile.
As my destination was coming near, I thought I also belong to younger generation and how come I assure her to wait for 5 long years. And inspired by yesterday great win over Pakistan and beautiful eyes of my colleague I decided let her know that “Young Indians” had arrived…in other words “CHAK DE INDIA”.
So just before getting down as we both moved towards each other to give warm hug and that moment I decided to go for a “Kiss”.
So I hold her a bit longer and gently lock up my lips!!!
I thought that she may be surprised but she responded with a smile.
Probably I assured him that 5 years down the line are not far ahead!!!
Friday, September 21, 2007
Sweden Journey
So I’ve been in Sweden for more than 2 years now. Many of my firneds ask about the country and its free culture so I thought why not to write something on this front after all I have spend precious 2 years of my life. It’s a beautiful country sparsely populated with reserved, yet friendly and extremely helpful people. As with every new place, there’s a tendency to form somewhat of a love-hate relationship with the surroundings as you adjust to all the differences. As an Indian in Sweden, there are a couple of things that really stick out to me as distinct differences. Below I will try and present (in a completely objective way) the more outstanding points. Many of my friends ask about my city so for them I have uploaded the video about my city Gothenburg “we love you”.
1. Alcohol and Swedes
Everyone knows that alcohol is ridiculously expensive in Sweden due to high tax. The more widely experienced of you may also know that to buy alcohol in Sweden (for anything over 3.5 %) you must take yourself down to the government controlled monopoly Systembolaget (fondly known as Systema).
Hmmm interesting!! Swedes will simply become a bit vague, shuffle their feet and repeat that it really is for the good of everyone. So, then is every Swede an alcohol-aware tea-totalling bore? No, quite on the contrary…
2. Socailism
- Sweden has a very good social system. For residents, health care is very cheap and comprehensive. Support for the underprivileged in society also appears to be very good. Gender equality has been tackled so intensely in Sweden that it could be argued to favour women. Sweden also probably has the worlds most comprehensive maternal support program. To the foreign visitor, this is best evidenced through birth rates. I don’t know the figures, but from walking around, Swedish couples appear to have their children young, and have at least two of them. Prams (baby sitter) and gorgeous young mothers abound. And not just your normal runs of the mill simple pram. Swedes opt for high-tech, sturdy, all weather, all terrain option. The pram in Sweden almost appears to be somewhat of a status symbol. Cruise past any cafe on a Sunday morning and you will see it filled with young parents and their respective prams. Fighting your way to find a table through the pram-based obstacle course can be tricky business, so in some cafes you must leave your pram outside. Not a problem! The modern Swedish pram is equipped with locks more sophisticated than I’ve seen on expensive mountain bikes.
- You can also equip your pram with custom made number plates! Cute!
- Just because you have a baby in Sweden, it shouldn’t limit you to going anywhere. On a sunny January day (-11°C and clear) don’t be surprised to see parents pushing prams through fresh snow along country lanes.
- If you have a pram, you can travel for free on public transport in Stockholm. This may be why it is possible to see children approaching 4 still being pushed around in a pram.
Seriously, if I had to live in Stockholm, adopting baby seems to be quite a reasonable idea.
Enough said.
3. Work ethic
- Sweden is truly a wonderful place to work. As an Indian, I am familiar with being branded ‘relaxed’. To be honest, I have never seen anything as relaxed as the Swedish work place. In Sweden, relaxation, spending time with family and having fun is held equal to, if not more important than working life. It’s an interesting concept. Sometimes I wonder how things ever get done here, but amazingly they always do. Maybe it takes a little more time, but eventually the goods are delivered. It is entirely possible that trolls, Sweden’s mythical little people, are actually secretly running the country at night when everyone has gone home for the day.
- One word: meetings. Swedes *love* to have meetings. It is totally acceptable to spend a whole day doing nothing other than drift from one meeting to the next. Sometimes it is necessary to have a meeting to decide when you should next have a meeting. Or to have a meeting to decide what to discuss at the next meeting. It is important, as a Swede in the workplace, to have a healthy fervour for meetings, and making all decisions in a group based and democratic way. No item is too trivial to discuss at a meeting, and of course no meeting is complete without coffee.
So how come I continue to write my views without a coffee!! Till then you enjoy the movie!!
1. Alcohol and Swedes
Everyone knows that alcohol is ridiculously expensive in Sweden due to high tax. The more widely experienced of you may also know that to buy alcohol in Sweden (for anything over 3.5 %) you must take yourself down to the government controlled monopoly Systembolaget (fondly known as Systema).
Hmmm interesting!! Swedes will simply become a bit vague, shuffle their feet and repeat that it really is for the good of everyone. So, then is every Swede an alcohol-aware tea-totalling bore? No, quite on the contrary…
2. Socailism
- Sweden has a very good social system. For residents, health care is very cheap and comprehensive. Support for the underprivileged in society also appears to be very good. Gender equality has been tackled so intensely in Sweden that it could be argued to favour women. Sweden also probably has the worlds most comprehensive maternal support program. To the foreign visitor, this is best evidenced through birth rates. I don’t know the figures, but from walking around, Swedish couples appear to have their children young, and have at least two of them. Prams (baby sitter) and gorgeous young mothers abound. And not just your normal runs of the mill simple pram. Swedes opt for high-tech, sturdy, all weather, all terrain option. The pram in Sweden almost appears to be somewhat of a status symbol. Cruise past any cafe on a Sunday morning and you will see it filled with young parents and their respective prams. Fighting your way to find a table through the pram-based obstacle course can be tricky business, so in some cafes you must leave your pram outside. Not a problem! The modern Swedish pram is equipped with locks more sophisticated than I’ve seen on expensive mountain bikes.
- You can also equip your pram with custom made number plates! Cute!
- Just because you have a baby in Sweden, it shouldn’t limit you to going anywhere. On a sunny January day (-11°C and clear) don’t be surprised to see parents pushing prams through fresh snow along country lanes.
- If you have a pram, you can travel for free on public transport in Stockholm. This may be why it is possible to see children approaching 4 still being pushed around in a pram.
Seriously, if I had to live in Stockholm, adopting baby seems to be quite a reasonable idea.
Enough said.
3. Work ethic
- Sweden is truly a wonderful place to work. As an Indian, I am familiar with being branded ‘relaxed’. To be honest, I have never seen anything as relaxed as the Swedish work place. In Sweden, relaxation, spending time with family and having fun is held equal to, if not more important than working life. It’s an interesting concept. Sometimes I wonder how things ever get done here, but amazingly they always do. Maybe it takes a little more time, but eventually the goods are delivered. It is entirely possible that trolls, Sweden’s mythical little people, are actually secretly running the country at night when everyone has gone home for the day.
- One word: meetings. Swedes *love* to have meetings. It is totally acceptable to spend a whole day doing nothing other than drift from one meeting to the next. Sometimes it is necessary to have a meeting to decide when you should next have a meeting. Or to have a meeting to decide what to discuss at the next meeting. It is important, as a Swede in the workplace, to have a healthy fervour for meetings, and making all decisions in a group based and democratic way. No item is too trivial to discuss at a meeting, and of course no meeting is complete without coffee.
So how come I continue to write my views without a coffee!! Till then you enjoy the movie!!
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Virtual IPOD
Came across website called IVOON PLAYER. It lets you upload songs, add songs other people have uploaded and create a virtual IPOD. This can be later be played online or can be embeded in myspace or blogspot. Please dont be shocked to hear Himesh Topping the chat and asian rock on my player as I added songs from other peoples playlist. My taste in music is not that strange.
The player is really neat have a look. The touchpad scrolls like a real IPOD. Please hit play and enjoy!!!
The player is really neat have a look. The touchpad scrolls like a real IPOD. Please hit play and enjoy!!!
Spice up your boring slideshows
Today I created my first Photostory based on best pics tag in picassa. The apps was easy to use and makes your photos come to life with different transition effects and backgroud music. At the moment it can only be played back on the computer but sonic makes add in which makes it possible to burn your photostory to dvd's for playback. Anyways please have a look at my first attempt and let me know how it is.
A Tribute To My Grandfather
Recently, I lost a person that meant a lot to me. And in losing him, it closed a chapter of my life that I was not really ready to close. And so this is a tribute to my grandfather, a man that will be missed very much by his 5 surviving children, numerous grandchildren, and a new crop of great-great-grandchildren.
Words escape me as I look to the loss of my grandfather, Ramniklal Worah, surely the human mind is not equipped to fathom the depth of this tragedy, and that too early on Sunday morning, when you are still in your bed.
As I stopped to reminisce about the past and take a trip down memory lane, tears welled up in my eyes when I thought of all the sacrifices he made for us and the great love he had shown to all. Black-haired, with tanned skin and a big forehead- my grandfather was one giving and selfless man, who found contentment though leading a simple life. He was frugal and spent little on himself but was extremely generous when it comes to his family. He always put his family before himself; he never did things purely for his own benefit. He loved us all very much- his grandchildren especially, whom he pampered so much.
Ask me being the only son in family!!!
Within this man there was no shadow of turning. A true friend, he has supported me through the various battles of vilification and sharing experience with me of many historical watershed moments of our country’s new birth. His skills, acumen and innate diplomatic qualities qualified him perfectly for the necessary negotiations which ushered in our valuable families ties. Ask him about underground maps of our colliery and even the satellites will not point that accuracy which he had. That’s why his colleagues used to call him “Mining Sardar”. A voracious reader to the extent that he reads even the labels of the mineral bottle, and everything he lays his hands upon leave aside just books, newspapers & magazines. Mind you he can read complete “Chitralekha” and “India Today” in a single night!! He was a person who keeps on thinking something or the other and the result you can see is the lands over his skull getting barren due to overwork underneath it i.e. grey cells. Ask my local librarian, first person to visit library and last one to leave!!
Another good quality which he followed till his last journey also was his value for "Time". He was so punctual about the time. I remembered numerous occasions where he used to send me to railways station hours before the train timings. He will hardly get late in any of the occasions or functions. Even his last breath was on Sunday and as usual all people came to his funeral at right time without disturbing there usual work timings. He was a wonderful man and lived his life in kindness and service. His example still motivates me to be a better person.
Grandpa’s passing ends our living three generation. He had leave behind all aspects of his features in my faces. This past week, I’ve noticed this as I have looked at myself in the mirror. I have your smile and your eyes. And when I smile, my eyes squint and nearly disappear. Many of us Parker’s have these very features. How can we forget you when your presence is so visible in all of us? We never will.
Grandpa, thank you for teaching us hard work. Thank you for your kindness and support to us and our families. You always seemed interested in what we were making of ourselves. We greatly appreciated this. We will miss you.
I wish I could have lived closer in his last days to this wonderful man!
Words escape me as I look to the loss of my grandfather, Ramniklal Worah, surely the human mind is not equipped to fathom the depth of this tragedy, and that too early on Sunday morning, when you are still in your bed.
As I stopped to reminisce about the past and take a trip down memory lane, tears welled up in my eyes when I thought of all the sacrifices he made for us and the great love he had shown to all. Black-haired, with tanned skin and a big forehead- my grandfather was one giving and selfless man, who found contentment though leading a simple life. He was frugal and spent little on himself but was extremely generous when it comes to his family. He always put his family before himself; he never did things purely for his own benefit. He loved us all very much- his grandchildren especially, whom he pampered so much.
Ask me being the only son in family!!!
Within this man there was no shadow of turning. A true friend, he has supported me through the various battles of vilification and sharing experience with me of many historical watershed moments of our country’s new birth. His skills, acumen and innate diplomatic qualities qualified him perfectly for the necessary negotiations which ushered in our valuable families ties. Ask him about underground maps of our colliery and even the satellites will not point that accuracy which he had. That’s why his colleagues used to call him “Mining Sardar”. A voracious reader to the extent that he reads even the labels of the mineral bottle, and everything he lays his hands upon leave aside just books, newspapers & magazines. Mind you he can read complete “Chitralekha” and “India Today” in a single night!! He was a person who keeps on thinking something or the other and the result you can see is the lands over his skull getting barren due to overwork underneath it i.e. grey cells. Ask my local librarian, first person to visit library and last one to leave!!
Another good quality which he followed till his last journey also was his value for "Time". He was so punctual about the time. I remembered numerous occasions where he used to send me to railways station hours before the train timings. He will hardly get late in any of the occasions or functions. Even his last breath was on Sunday and as usual all people came to his funeral at right time without disturbing there usual work timings. He was a wonderful man and lived his life in kindness and service. His example still motivates me to be a better person.
Grandpa’s passing ends our living three generation. He had leave behind all aspects of his features in my faces. This past week, I’ve noticed this as I have looked at myself in the mirror. I have your smile and your eyes. And when I smile, my eyes squint and nearly disappear. Many of us Parker’s have these very features. How can we forget you when your presence is so visible in all of us? We never will.
Grandpa, thank you for teaching us hard work. Thank you for your kindness and support to us and our families. You always seemed interested in what we were making of ourselves. We greatly appreciated this. We will miss you.
I wish I could have lived closer in his last days to this wonderful man!
Saturday, August 18, 2007
My College Days
Sometimes we wait for a special occasion,
To say what we feel through the year.
It is difficult for the people to comprehend the significance of a situation as and when they encounter. It is much later that it comes to the fore. It was a bright rather hot morning on 16th May 2002 that I first entered (to attend the class) in Christ College, as a student. I must confess that there was nothing grand or imposing about the building.Infact it was much more than my expectation. I was all jitters when I entered the first class but as time went I was a different person. Every institution has its own atmosphere culture, ethos, and so of ours.
My memory of those early days is of Father George principal walking down to the classroom in every period and constantly peeping the words of confidence in us and helping us in every moment to Mr. Venkatesh. Seeming him everybody was scuttling in to classes. I remember the nervousness that we all faced as first batch for Bioinformatics. As I look back with pride and deep sense of nostalgia of my years spent in this college I don't, but recall the phase that we passed through.
We have survived the non existence of roads to college, non-existing of books in library in the initial years, disappointment and frustration gnawed in heart seeing the friend leaving the course, management politics, classes without professors, practical classes onpapers, and thirteen different natured people. Necessity is the mother of inventions and tribulations bring out the best in man. We have stood as a team bound tight by a sense of commitment, a hallmark of each one of us. Many battles fought at all level, we have tasted the ecstasy of victory and humiliation of defeat and each teaching us a new lesson and a new value to be imbibed. This determination and commitment has churned out best in each one of us and we are the people of competence, conscience, and compassionate commitment.
In end everything looked so very different so very changed-fortune seemed to be smiling on us, happiness seemed to be crown our parents and the night seemed to aglow with the scintillating stars. As we look up to thank God for all it Courage given we found a star winking at ours.It's a paramount importance to have a sense of pride and loyalty to our institution. With these memories of past and a vision for the future we shall confidently move forward to take our rightful place in the 21st century. Let me conclude with the words of......
We are blind until we see
That in the human plan
Nothing is worth the making
If it does not make the man.
Why build these the cities glorious
If man unbuild goes?
In vain we build this world
Unless the builder also grows.
Wishing you all the "Best of Luck" for all your future endeavors!!!
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