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Displaced Cosmonaut

This was a 90minute test, the least you could have done was to have come prepared. 

You won’t last. 

You underestimate the effort. 

You won’t excel. 

That’s just first timers luck. 

From here on its going to be tough. 

Not bad, but you now need to take bigger challenges. 

Here, I know its less than what you deserve, but perform and next year it will be better. 

I know you’ve performed, and I know this top rating doesn’t add. Stick around, keep performing and we  will fix it. 

But why? If I can think of anyone in the organisation, who can get another top rating even without working anymore. It has to be you. Then why quit. 

You sure about this? You have no tech experience. Its going to be quite a challenge. 

5 days is all it is, just go there and understand thier problems. 

Well, they seem to love you. Can you extend your stay for two weeks?

You shouldn’t have recommended this. Its not a lucrative solution. 

Congratulations, the Global head acknowledges this to be a economically efficient solution.  
Congratulations! I understand education is important, but you are young, this is the time to make more money. Not many get such an opportunity. Its just a matter of 6 months. 

What do you mean you quit? Your colleagues are desperate to go. Why wouldn’t you? Resume your MBA later. How does it even matter?

I understand you are a Marketing MBA, but you don’t understand this side of tech. 

The tech is stable, you need to grow your team into diverse roles. 

This is a pain area for the organisation. We need you to be working on this. 

Take over this team, get them to perform. 

We understand they are all performing, and that they have exceeded their targets. But we need to downsize. You don’t need to do this? I will not approve. 

So you are back? Your colleagues have sunk thier teeth deep in. Lay low and help them

I know we botched up big time. Anybody have any ideas?  You, I need your help. Take this. 

Yes, I am impressed. How do you know all this? 

Am sorry, But this was required. For you to grow, I have to grow further. 

Policies have changed. I know you have leaves, but I can’t approve them. 

You are going to quit for a Motorcycle ride? I cannot excuse your notice period. And yes, your settlement will be done at the end of your notice period. 

You need a job? There is this Telecom risk role, its only part tech. Will you be able to crack the interview. 

Congratulations. Congratulations. 

We are over preparing for scenarios that don’t exist even in the current systems. 

Congratulations. The foresight was commendable. 

I understand where you are coming from. Frankly, we all think about perusing our passion when we turn 50. Some of us do, and others dont. Some can, and some of us can’t, and you have this choice, right here at 30. Make a choice. 

Why would you join at 60% pay cut? 

Can you look after this too? 

You manage to scrape through, however you should rather complain about the lack of support. If you still achieve it, how would I know the price at which it comes. 

Alright, I understand. 

Welcome. 

I don’t understand why would you pursue this so relentlessly. 

I am sorry ṭo hear, I never knew this and, I don’t get how you cope with these things so calmly. 

Is this because of the way things are in your personal life? 

Can you sell? Is One even possible this year? 

I don’t know how you do this.

You need to communicate better. 

Congratulations. 

Makes sense, this should’ve been done a long ago.

Makes sense, these too should’ve been done long ago. 

Congratulations. You underestimate the effort. 

From here on its going to be tough. 

Not bad, but you now need to take bigger challenges. 

Here, I know its less than what you deserve, but perform and next year it will be better….

I – powerful beyond thoughts

I is such a powerful word, 
One letter, An alphabet, ‎One character,
Powerful, Good, Evil, and rest‎
A story within, and more outwards
Ownership, Identity, Perceived and implied. 
The creator, and his creation and it’s credit. 
The acceptance, the acknowledgement, the prophecy too. 
I am. Therefore I. 

Bullet drain!

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Just about another day in my life, life of a fellow commuter in Mumbai. So I managed to get inside the train, and fortunately I can plant both my legs to the floor. I am quite certain one isn’t on someone’s shoe. I can’t feel my legs, but am pretty sure they are both firmly planted. How else can I stand this way with nothing to hold on to.
Ofcourse I have people around me, some too close for my comfort, but then am not seeking comfort today. Actually neither today, nor yesterday, never. My intention is to reach the place where I can land my rear to earn my livelihood. So what if I can’t land it here.
I am happy today though, a small chunk of it is for the rail budget. Yay! I can finally brag to my fellow world citizens about India having a bullet train. Just like we did when Mumbai got the leaky metro. I am happy that a huge chunk of money would be coming from the private sector, ofcourse they will recover it with atrocious pricing, but that’s ok, the public sector entity raised prices ‎too. Am expected to not mind it.
So my tax money will go in aide of a Surat businessman to be able to commute to Mumbai so that he can sell me two things I desperately need. Diamonds. Milk. In that order.
So what if I can’t travel like a respectful being to work. I can show my generosity. So what my quality of life won’t get polished, your gems would.

Reflecting upon the 2012 resolutions

Had written some of the resolutions for 2012. Time to check how have I fared on them.

2012 Resolutions

Brick 1: Time to give up on Bad habits.
Bad habits of listening a lot. Bad habits of understanding. Bad habit of being understanding to the extent that I get taken for granted.
Status: a large chunk of the normal “granted” life has now been fixed. Some are being fixed as I write.

Brick 2: Better be sorry, than be safe.
A lot of apprehensions held, a lot of emotions suppressed. A lot hidden behind the smile. That would go. Am a mere mortal, am allowed to make mistakes. And er I shall. I’d rather be sorry, than play safe.
Status: this is more or less done. Took my risks. Some worked some were forced to work. Very soon I’d be a taking a BIG risk again… And no sir am not afraid.

Brick 3: Eat
Well, eating healthy hasn’t helped. Nor has workout in whatever little form I can. Honestly time is a bitch measurement. There’s as much for everybody, but none to spare for either. So I wouldn’t waste mine. I’d eat what I get, work hard in whatever manner I can.
Status: this wasn’t really a good idea I guess. So 2013 will see a slightly modified version of this goal.

Brick 4: A Journey in another direction
This brick is my favourite, a journey within myself. No I won’t try to crawl into my butt hole. I would head out for a journey at every possible juncture.
A lot outside and even more on the inside. Yes I hate being a tourist, I hate being branded into a convenient term. Be it a biker, a blogger or anything else. I always try to learn new things. Perhaps that’s why I know the wicked art of spin. Be it the cricket ball, or the turntable. But I have learnt a better ability. The ability to forget. So let me look within, try and re do all the bits I’ve forgot
Status: spinned a bit, played the keyboard, acted in a video, cooked, improved on photography, taught myself how to edit pictures, ditched the stereo type image. And yes. Kicked some butt.

Brick 5: Humiliate people
Be careful in what you ask from me. Be careful, cause you’ve been warned. Every month, I will spend one day humiliating people. To an extent that perhaps you will hate me. You ill treat me, you face the wrath. You ill treat my brethren, you face my wrath. You cut my lane, I slit your throat. You diss us, I burn you up in torturous painful flames.
Status: this is a weird one. Did this indirectly but need to improve upon this

Brick 6: Create more
I have this tendency to write stuff which mean different things to different people. Like this prose, or my last tweet “Die in love, or live in hate” Read it once, and you get the factual meaning.
Read it again, and you would get its virtual meaning,
Read it again, and may be its practical meaning
Read it again, and you’d perhaps get the actual meaning. And may be again to find its substantial meaning.
The problem isn’t the word, the problem is YOU. Who at times read it just once, and assume, apprehend. Be warned, you wouldn’t be spared! I could hurl the brick 5 at you too
Status: Guilty! Been doing a fair bit

Time to plot the plan for 2013 and fix the 2012 resolutions.

Lived each day, until 10-11-12. RIP

Its impossible to imagine your absence, I know. I’ve tried…
Behind my usual, gritty smile, I know. I’ve tried….
And even now, as people cry, console & pay tribute
Somehow I expect you to appear, and jokingly rebuke..
With that perky humor, even if this was like other awkward times
An arrogant joke assuring that tough this might be, but it would get fine
They say death is an aberration,
One has no existence, and then they appear,
Then one day, they fade, disappear..
For me you were there when I came into existence,
For me you will stay, here in my memories..
The memories of here, both old and new..
Had its stories, and with me they too grew..
Never had I thought, you would go so far…
That these memories would turn into scars…
Every memory would now confuse me so much more..
It would bring a grin, and then it would no more…
RIP.

RIP Umesh “Ddurraaa” Maamu
Lived each day as it came until 10-11-12

Rest in Peace: Neil Armstrong

As I kid, I was always fascinated about traveling. Observing different landscapes, experiencing with an intent to learn a bit, understand a bit and explore a bit. My schooling taught me about you as the man who was the first to step to moon.
The imagery of what were once restricted to fables now got replaced by the proper scientific ones.
Your one small step for mankind ensured that the dreams of many (if not just me) changed into a plausible reality, and thereto into wishes. A wish to travel to places where not many have gone before or like in your case, and a wish to travel where no man has traveled! And many ,pre wishes. Perhaps not with the intent to be a part of history, but more so to understand a new perspective. A new way to look at things. A new way to look at what we construe as reality.

As I grew up, so did the urge to the travel.
The travel not just into new geography, but a travel within, a travel with an intent to learn a lot more, a travel with an intent to explore.
My bits which were inspired by your tiny step, which sure was a giant leap for my kind.
Rest in Peace.

Biker Diaries – Unfulfilled dreams

18 May 2012

The year the world ends. 2012. I hope it doesn’t. Not that am scared of death, neither is it that life excites me a lot. Just that I have dreams. Unfulfilled. Not a dream, but dreams. Though one prominent of them got fulfilled when spark came home, another still due. A motorcycle tour of Leh. A long pending dream.
Truth be told, its not that I haven’t tried. I have tried 5 times before.

2005 – Two years of working experience, but decent enough riding experience. Having been rated as a top performer, it was money enough to upgrade myself to a new bike. Avenger 180, one of the first of the lots which has a engine kill switch. Sadly, the ignition isn’t the only thing it killed.
My work shifts were crazy, especially since I was a part of a 24 x 7 team. A team that manages credit card “authorizations”. A process that empowers a 3.5 Inch plastic card with wealth. A plastic that let’s you buy things you need, and many a times things that you think you need. So its only logical that when people spend the most (read holidays), I slog my rear at office. Trying to maintain a positive card usage experience. I apply for leaves, and in a blink of an eye its shot down. You see some of my peers are moving out to newer roles. What’s worse than a 24×7 role? A 24×7 role with skeletal staffing. Baah! I will tour alone in madness throughout this year. As for one my schedules don’t match with others, and secondly the concept of friends fade when you have a role like this. And hence I continue my solo commutes and tours, waiting, hoping, conspiring that I will tour solo the next year.

2006 – Another year, another top rating. I have matured a bit more in my riding. This time I should be able to do it! Or so I thought. I spend summers in preparing for an entrance to a Business school. NMIMS. With a bit of street smartness and some preparation for CET, I smoke the papers. The result, I have to join the class in June. This doesn’t just mean that the over due Leh plans have to take a back seat as the “Good” season is only June – September.
This would also mean juggling between two demanding poles in life. A demanding work place, and may I say an equally demanding college. It is perhaps irony of life that they call this “Business management”
And so I managed my business. Plans shelved. At least for the time being even before they were born. It will be an year of hard work and juggling. Three trimesters and some mind numbing projects later its vacation time.

2007 – We sit brainstorming in the college campus, a group of new-found friends, we plan for a vacation. I sneak in the idea of Leh. Now if I can convince them, it would mean I would have a back up van too! They are convinced alright, but then there’s a better, slightly lesser extreme plan. Needless to say Leh is put on backburner (a trip that’s still due for that entire gang!)
A trip to Darjeeling. A trip that I still cherish. So we didn’t get to Leh, but the time we spent at Pelling, Kalimpong and around would always be special. This was barely an attempt. Soon I will go on to join a new employer. Someone who would probably help me earn my worth and save enough for hatching my plan. I travel around on the bike, and am soon made to travel around the globe. A project here, A project there. Ultimately I end up with an “Allowed to keep term” in one of my subjects thanks to low attendance. The vacation of 2008 would be spent in trying to catch up. In trying to clear off this monkey from my back. This is a new experience for me, and its only logical I will have to quit this job. Being blessed with responsibilities is a pretty tough thing. Not impossible, but tough. But like everything else, this too shall pass. And thus passed 2008, and soon I get my post graduation. I go back to my previous employer who has now shifted to pune

2010 – Now or never.
March 19 – 2010, I apply for my leaves which are verbally approved.
Much of the fools day was spent fooling around in Pune with my boss (a pretty cool chap!) watching IPL. He was rooting for KKR. Simply because his Keralite roots were reason enough for him to appreciate KKR cheerleaders!
April 2, I am supposed to ride to Bangalore. My bike is now supposed to take on the stage 2 of modifications to help me in having more power for the terrain. I leave early in the morning. I cross Solapur and get a call. My boss has a heart attack and passes away. That is not a good thing anyway, more so if you were a 2 man team. RIP Ishaq.
I cancel my ride for Bangalore, and take over this new responsibility. The role was anyway too much to handle for a team of two, but now its a one man show. I manage the work and still start my preparations. After all my super boss has assured me that I would soon have a back up. It’s mid may already, and I don’t see any new recruitment. Neither do I get any support. I plead, but no respite. This isn’t the first promise that was not fulfilled. My need to shuffle between Mumbai Pune and tele commute which was officially allowed for my role, but I wasnt empowered enough to claim this benefit. Confrontation doesn’t help. I resign. Luckily, I am blessed enough to have a new job waiting for me in Mumbai. The new employers are willing to buy back my notice period. But my ex employers are not willing to release me. And so for second time in my life, I would continue honoring my 3 months notice right till the last day. Worst with this is with no pay. I am finally relieved in August. Too late to visit leh, my bank account struggling, and my future employer patiently waiting. I guess its too late for now. And perhaps I can never. I decide I will do a proper trip whenever I resign from this job. Fcuk it.

2011 – I get married. Call it sensibility (for a lack of politically correct term) that I don’t try to sneak a Leh plan in the Honeymoon. But yeah, I do get closer. The closest I have ever got to Leh on a road trip. Rohtang in a hired car, honeymooning. However a bikers itch doesn’t die. We hire a bike at Manali and attempt Rohtang, but its closed.. We go as far as we can. And then climb down. Not a smart thing to do sans the gear, but yes.. guilty.
Later in 2011, Kingfisher announces a contest. Having depleted all my leaves, perhaps a contest is what it would take that could lead me to Leh. I participate, and am in the top 3, but suddenly in the last day, some one comes from no where and wins the contest. Contest. Right.

2012 – Its Leh Season.
Can I make it atleast now?
This time around though I dont even have an appropriate bike.

 …. (To be continued like everything else in life)

The Good Samaritan Mission Mumbai

It’s that time of the year when we gather to spread joy. We do a little bit that helps us remind our existence as “Human”. A little more evidence than a Tee shirt. A little time away from the mundane chores of our life. A little time that we spend in grand style with those we may not know, with those we may not relate, but yet we all  have a gala time. A testimony to that has been the repeat members in the last two years of rides to The Good Samaritan Mission. As a matter of fact, we even celebrated a birthday there! We first went there as a group in 2010, we had a gala time. We planned another visit on the same day (May 1st) and found that the kids still remember us, they still remember our bikes, they still remember the fun we had, and they continue to look upon us.
 
This would be the third iteration of the ride to The Good Samaritan Mission as a group!
 
A little about TGSM:

The `Good Samaritan Mission’ is located in Vikhroli(E), Mumbai.

They are a registered charitable trust (Regn. No.E 15717, Mumbai) that was established in the year 1994.

Founded by Br. S Peter Paul Raj (who was earlier with Mother Teresa’s Missionaries of Charity for about 10 years), this mission has three homes all located in Vikhroli (E). Two homes are for street children and one home is for male dying destitute.

The homes for street children – Bal Nivas has boys (32) and Silvano Nivas has girls (28). These children are typically either orphaned, abandoned, thrown out of homes, runaways, victims of separated parents, children of very poor parents who just cannot support them etc. All these children are provided free shelter, food, clothing and education. All children except the physically / mentally challenged ones go to school.

The home for male dying destitutes, Vijay Ashram cares for destitute from the streets with serious illnesses or injuries with the aim to provide them dignity in life / death (Bed capacity 35). This is in line with Mother Teresa’s wish that `No one should die on the street uncared for’.

Apart from this they have a free tailoring center at Dr. Ambedkar Nagar Slum for young women from the slums.

They also run a free dispensary in the same slum.

They also have various outreach programmes when they visit other slum areas to render necessary help to the needy as also distribute free food, medicines, clothes etc.

The Mission run on principles of Mother Teresa has a group of dedicated brothers from different parts of India who assist Br. Peter Paul Raj in this Mission of God.
 

A few have asked as to why do we go there in May. Reasons against it vary from it being very hot, to the genuine plea that a lot of the kids go for vacation with their families at that time. That’s exactly why we go there in May! For those who have nothing to look up as vacation! Nowhere to go except for lurking in streets with the same old toys! We enjoy in being of some use to them, we relish their company as much as they look up to  us! 

This year, on its 3rd iteration we wish to make this yet another grand day. And of course with you!

How can you help?
1. By your presence:

These kids are extremely friendly. They love company. In fact during the earlier visits,  they have not only been successfully in ensuring that some of the very shy introverts in our group dance with them, but also stumped the so called talkative ones with the sheer wit! Be there to spend some quality time.
 
2. By your gifts:
Gifts are simple gifts, a simple package that spreads joy. Some things that they can use. These may, or may not be of much use to you. So old usable clothes, books, bags, colours, toys, all count! This isn’t a race to make money, this is done as our humble effort to give back to the society.  If you wish to donate something, but are challenged for time, do not worry! We are a group of bikers from every nook and corner of Mumbai (and pune!) Some crazy, willing and able enough to ride to your place to collect YOUR gifts!

3. By your support:
Help us coordinate the event, help us in any way you can.
Are you good at singing, dancing  etc? Great you can perform for them! Can you help us lend projectors, some movies etc. great! We would love to see a movie together!  You have a huge list of friends who could possibly help us, go ahead share the event details!

Everybody is more than invited to come up for this! But do remember, this isn’t a commercial activity, and we would like to keep it like that. If you are clicking pictures, do so in good taste, befriend them, ask due permission and then capture what you want to be YOUR memory from the event!

Facebook RSVP – Coming up soon
Date – May 1 – 2012

#Change – 2012

Times change, people change, words change, meanings change, interpretations change, you changed, I change, Everything changes. Like they say, Change is perhaps the only constant in life. What doesnt change, perhaps is already dead.
What we celebrated yesterday is perhaps just another milestone, at best a measurement to keep track of how many things have changes in the last “x” years, or how many things would you like to change in coming “y” year(s)

So celebrate the change, Celebrate the milestone you have now crossed. Celebrate life!

Wish you all a super fun-tastic 2012 with a lot of good luck, great health, and a lot of pleasures and fame and fortune! May things change. May Change bring challenges. May Challenges bring change, and the ability to change the change in your larger favour.
To practise what I preach, I have ensured that the blog has slightly changed.

Celebrate life – Celebrate Change!

Resolutions 2012: The changing world

2012: when the world is touted to end, I know mine would. I know mine would: as the world I know it. I know perhaps even yours would.
The earth jogs a marathon of sorts around the sun, and we continue repeating the same monotony. Eat. Sleep. Work. Repeat.
So this 2012 I will ensure that the world as I’ve experienced would change. I would make it change. Brick by brick.

Brick 1: Time to give up on Bad habits.
Bad habits of listening a lot. Bad habits of understanding. Bad habit of being understanding to the extent that I get taken for granted. Once. Once more. All the time

Brick 2: Better be sorry, than be safe.
A lot of apprehensions held, a lot of emotions suppressed. A lot hidden behind the smile. That would go. Am a mere mortal, am allowed to make mistakes. And er I shall. I’d rather be sorry, than play safe.

Brick 3: Eat
Well, eating healthy hasn’t helped. Nor has workout in whatever little form I can. Honestly time is a bitch measurement. There’s as much for everybody, but none to spare for either. So I wouldn’t waste mine. I’d eat what I get, work hard in whatever manner I can.

Brick 4: A Journey in another direction
This brick is my favourite, a journey within myself. No I won’t try to crawl into my butt hole. I would head out for a journey at every possible juncture.
A lot outside and even more on the inside. Yes I hate being a tourist, I hate being branded into a convenient term. Be it a biker, a blogger or anything else. I always try to learn new things. Perhaps that’s why I know the wicked art of spin. Be it the cricket ball, or the turntable. But I have learnt a better ability. The ability to forget. So let me look within, try and re do all the bits I’ve forgot

Brick 5: Humiliate people
Be careful in what you ask from me. Be careful, cause you’ve been warned. Every month, I will spend one day humiliating people. To an extent that perhaps you will hate me. You ill treat me, you face the wrath. You ill treat my brethren, you face my wrath. You cut my lane, I slit your throat. You diss us, I burn you up in torturous painful flames.

Brick 6: Create more
I have this tendency to write stuff which mean different things to different people. Like this prose, or my last tweet “Die in love, or live in hate” Read it once, and you get the factual meaning.
Read it again, and you would get its virtual meaning,
Read it again, and may be its practical meaning
Read it again, and you’d perhaps get the actual meaning. And may be again to find its substantial meaning.
The problem isn’t the word, the problem is YOU. Who at times read it just once, and assume, apprehend. Be warned, you wouldn’t be spared! I could hurl the brick 5 at you too.

That asides, welcome 2012
Ps: read it again
Pps: fuck you if you don’t!