Just another thought

"A thought is too precious to remain just a thought".
Thus spake Kidoredo a good fifty years ago.


In the years to come( December 30th 2055 to be precise), that's what people around the world will realize. Jokes apart, I serious feel each one of us should preserve one's thought. Store it, write it, blog it or execute it but don't let it stay a mere thought. A postive thought has the capability to spread energy,happiness and cheer all round. Well, I don't think I will ever get tired of repeating the significance of "thought".

I want to go home early today (I never feel otherwise anytime). But today I want to catch the Sonia Gandhi interview on CNN-IBN channel. Guess there is a Sonia Gandhi interview on NDTV as well. I want to see how different or how similiar these two would be. I saw the ad on both the channels on TV today and felt it couldn't get any bigger. Rajdeep Sardesai on CNN-IBN and Barkha Dutt on NDTV and Sonia Gandhi up against them.

Talking of journalists makes me brood about myself. What am I? I often speak about "thought" but I am no thinker. The term "thinker" is too serious and weighs heavy on me. I am not a journalist for I don't report news. So what's the word for me? Pseudo Journalist? Naah. since I neither lie or nor do I pretend and the pseudo cannot mean anything else but false. I am a journo-journalist( something like f(f(x))) because I often end up discussing how the news was discussed.

The office is empty this being a weekend. This is not just another weekend but the last weekend of the year. I can hear the "Happy New Year" phrase buzzing all around even I as type this sentence. New year reminds me of a "resolution" and voila ... I have yet another line on "thought". "Don't let a thought remain a thought , turn it into a resolution if you can." :):):)

And I am asked to work again...

And so finally I am allocated to a new project. It is almost 2 months since I have last worked on the dark Mainframes screen. Dec 26th is the date that I am all set to start working again. Sometimes I wonder, if I will ever be able to work again? I have forgot VisionPlus a good two months ago and I haven't coded even an easytrieve since then. Worse may be I never made any attempt to read any document or pdf. Thek hain!!! I will take it as it comes.

I have got used to this schedule. I come to office only after 10:30 am, liesurely check my mails without missing any fowrwards and then proceed to chat with those available online. If there was anything that made me feel, I would give vent to those feelings through a blog. Oh... Life seemed to be a bliss. But from next week, I need to start at an early hour of 8:00 am for I need to ensure that I am in the office before 9:30 am. And instead of those lovely Good morning mails and humorous forwards, there will be that mail from the client or TL asking me to complete a task by afternoon. Think of work and there comes the call. This blog was interrupted by my new TL who called me to inform me about the induction session at 2:30 p.m. Hmmm.. so the honeymoon is almost over. It was cool. It also made me start this activity of blogging.

And what's going on in the world around? If moral policing was something that you could not digest, there's something more to follow. Right on the heels of the the Meerut issue comes the Mumbai's HC directive to cable operators not to show any U/A or A content. Huh!!! Not again. That's what my reaction was when I heard from Barkha Dutt on NDTV that U/A included movies like Bluffmaster, Kingkong and Neal n Nicky. So what are we supposed to watch on television then?? The News? or the Poppeye show? Wish the TV had some kind of the stuff to block the adult content similiar to Nanny thing on the net that is used to block the sites. This High court directive if carried out will ensure that children or rather the teens who are exposed to all kinds of sleazy stuff are kept away from the "adult content".What about me then? Afterall television viewers include adults like me and yeah I am over 18 and why I feel I have been unfairly denied my right to access the adult content ( read "over 18" content). Isn't this unjustified?

Insane and insensitivity

Jane Austin wrote "Sense and Sensiblity". I believe one need not be a Jane Austin to write "Insane and Insenstivity", given the disgusting incidents happening these days. I am talking about the Merut epidsode where the cops slapped the couples in the parks. The news was in the headlines yesterday evening and there were protests all around the country to suspend the policemen. Rightly so, I thought. I still do not understand how the cops could go on a slapping spree like that. What were the couples doing after all? If they were just spending sometime in the park, what was wrong in that? Is that a crime? Is that the way Police treat the youth? This makes me wonder if we are really living in a civilised world. Luckily, the couple that went missing yesterday have returned home. Thank God!

Later, I came know that this disgusting act also as a name. Operation Majnu!Operation Majnu, codenamed after two star-crossed lovers, Laila and Majnu was meant to be an effort by the Meerut police force to crack-down on the eveteasers. But then the Police ended up punishing even married couples. Even if the police were to punish college going males ( now I feel the term "eve-teasers" is relative. How can one decide on that unless of course the victim complains), was this the way to treat them? That now raises an interesting issue. Should there be moral policing at all ? Are we mature enough to away with any kind of moral policing ? I wish this was a News channel and I was asking this question to the junta. What would the opinion of the majority be in this case?

Of Media, Ads and Aamir Khan

I started early from office today as I had a headache. On my way home, I saw an ad which read "MoreBile" instead of Mobile. It amused me for a moment because at the first glance, I happened to read to as "More Bill". I could not digest how "More Bill" would make a mobile popular. In the meantime, the traffic signal turned Red. It was only then that the saw the other part of the hoarding which had things like More talktime, More value and so on. So "MoreBile " was supposed to be a Mobile that offers more value. I wonder how many will get it right in the first read.

Later in the day, I was watching the show on NDTV where Aamir Khan happened to be the guest. I don't know why and how, but all through the show, everytime I saw him, I was reminded of all the good things like truth, honesty and discipline. One of the things that he spoke about was about censorship in Indian cinema. He wasn't really happy with the idea of "Banning smoking" in cinema although he agreed that smoking is injurious to health.I personally feel that Cinema should imitate life, the life that is going around in the country. It is not a preaching medium where only the good is to be depicted and the bad denounced. As Aamir pointed out later, "Banning smoking" in the films would perhaps make sense when smoking is banned in the country. But I still fail to understand how a cigarette smoker could be someone else than a smoker. I think we would make a great comprise on the "creative expresion" of cinema if we try to do that. Maybe in the future we would have something known as "Stay healthy cigars" which would give the smoker both the smoking satisfaction and the longevity of life. Huh! Will we ever stop kidding ourselves?

Aamir was speaking of the love and warmth that he and other Indian celebrities get from the Pakistani fans in Pakistan and everywhere else in the world. As a kid and may be for a good part of my college life , I have seen a lot of Pakistan bashing by the Indian media. Anything Pakistani was viewed in the negative sense. The situation has changed for the better in the last two or three years, with many Indian celebrities including cricketers making it a point to highlight the Pakistani hospitality. I believe that the media should be objective and speak about the facts rather than being influnced by things that have happened in the past.

Objectivity. Well, that reminds of the many movies that I have seen in the recent past that seemed to lack an objective. I just need to visit one of the cinema halls this weekend and guess I will be having a whole lot to talk about objectivity or rather the lack of it.

An ode to my bike tyre

Some things in life do not get the recognition they deserve. If I make a list of the things that I couldn't do without, perhaps the "tyre of my bike" would be right on top( just below the "asshole" :D those of you who have got that eeks expression on your face please remind yourself of the cliched idea of "If the asshole stops working for a week" ). So I thought , it's time to express my feeling to my dear tyre.

Dear Tyre,

How are you? Perhaps I should be asking you this question every single moment you selflessly serve me, every single moment you make your way thrusting yourself against the heartless potholes. Sorry dear. I wonder if I can ever thank you for what you have done for me.

My tryst with you was never planned . It just happened like most of the good relationships of life happen. But ever since you have been with me, you have served me faithfully . Forty odd kms daily and that too on the roads on Hyderabad is no easy task. I had this idea of moving closer to the office for your sake but that would mean that your friends ( dad's bike's tyres) would have to bear the brunt. I am happy that you have taken up the responsibility and have delivered the task. ( Sorry tyre..for the corporate lingo.. but that's how my PM praises me).

I feel sorry for you when you need to make your way through the murky waters and all kinds of bull shit. I can't urge the cattle to keep the roads clean, especially when I have failed in my attempt to convince my fellows of the importance of civic sense. These days I find all kinds of construction raw material scattered on the roads in the name of road widening. How I wish I had some kind of buffer to protect you against the cruel rocks and mindless gravel. I try to find the smoothest option available but then that always carries the risk of your rivals hurting you.

Hyderabad this year has had a torrent of rains. Thankfully for me you have learned to swim and so I had no problem wading through the waters. I hope your makers will provide protective windsheeters/raincoats for your future generations. I also think there should be some kind of deodrants or surrounding-air-freshners so that you don't get stiffled in the dirt.

I request you to bear with all these and keep yourself fit. Don't burst unless you are in a absolutely hopeless situation. If you want to go flat do it when I am near my house so that I can take you to the near by doctor( mechanic) for treatment.Remember that you should never misbehave when someone of the fairer sex is travelling with me. If you do that ,you will end up bursting both yourself and me.

So then ,keep fit and I will take care of you.


Your owner,
The heartless driver

Happy Birthday

Birthday... I always thought that it should be the best day of the year. The day was supposed to mine. As a kid, I remember I used to take the extra liberty to chat even when the teacher was teaching. I knew that I would be let off, for it was my birthday, my day. As the years passed on, the day "birthday" started becoming even more special to me. Birthdays of all my friends were important for me. I would leave no stone unturned to make the "Birthday friend" happy. My birthday of course would be extra special.

My birthday when I was in class 6 was very special, for I played cricket that day and my side won both the matches played. The fact that I was the captain made me even more happy( now then..I am not a cricketer I am talking about a kids match... 6th class kids... girls included). The one in 10th was the worst for I fought with my dad as he did not help me out for the essay writing contest. I sulked the whole day and wondered if the day could get any worse. The birthdays in 11th and 12th, I feel were no good. I was already into this "blushes"( hmmm.. my word for the word "crush" more on it later) thing and tried to spend time with the so called special person. Thinking back, I feel it was a stupid idea, given the fact the special person never considered me special. Of course, her birthday for a couple of years was every "special" for me. In fact special is not the word. It was a day I waited for the whole year, the day I thought I would change myself and change the world, the day for all resolutions. May be I carry that feeling even now.( a lot tonned down however). I tend to get more consicious about it than my "blush" herself.Blush!!! ( I am talking about my red cheeks now)

Hostel life rocks!!! There is nothing to beat that. Each and Every b'day is fun... especially those 15 mins past 12:00 A.M when everyone around is keen to demonstrate their football skills. Each of those 4 birthdays was special in its own way with the 4th one being the best.

A year later, when I completed 23, I was in the sofware industry. Suprisingly this one was better than any of my previous ones, perhaps even the ones in the hostel. I had so many friends in different groups that the celebrations lasted almost one week. I had everything from my shorts to jerkins being gifted by my friends. It was so good that this year I had decided that it couldn't get any better. Perhaps that was the reason why this one was also fun.

Over the years my friends and colleagues have sung( I doubt if "sung" is the right word) the "Happy Birthday" song for me. I dont remember the last time it was actually sung...as in ..with all the energy and enthusiasm. Perhaps it was way back when I was in the kindergarden. Probably there was energy since we did'nt know the song. Now, it is more like a dull excercise that one needs to undergo before pouncing on the cake. I feel we should be singing or playing some latest filmi hit instead of mechanically going through the "Happy Birthday" song. The cake-cutting is meant to be a happy occasion, a time to be cheerul. Let's not get dull and monotonic. Hmmm..I am neither a poet nor a composer but how about trying to compose a new "Birthday" song full of josh?

The thought and the Blog

I started writing this with the title as " A thought on "thought" ". After writing for some time I thought this thought was taking me no where. I am still no where and hence the abstract title which comprises of two things viz the thought and the blog.

Thought!!! Hats off to the Almighty for his thought of making the humans think,remember and feel. Hmm.. yeah I am talking about this feeling called "thought".
We all have thoughts and I think they are beautiful. Thoughts, I believe are every precious. We need to treasure them. I always think of this device which would automatically store my thoughts somewhere so that I could always get back and feel good.

But then I need to write (type) and store it in a doc or in this place on the net called the blog. I wish, I was not lazy. I wish I blogged everyday. I wish I blogged whenever I felt great, whenever I had the incredible energy which could efforlessly turn a frown into a smile, whenever I was hurt at the politics that continue to plague Indian cricket, whenever my face turned red(I am talking abt the blush) due to that incredible feeling called love ( well it's called "love" but I am not too sure) . Well, my wish for the "ideal" device seems to be simple when compared to these "ideal" wishes.

Till very recently, I would readily agree with anyone who claimed that thought is just an internal process. But now I feel thoughts are not meant to be internal, they are suppposed to be shared. Thoughts have the ability to generate an incredible amount of energy when shared with others. For me to share a thought, I need to remember it . In order to remember it, I need to store. And to store it , I need to blog. And so.. here I am.

And I bite the dust again!!!

Huh!!!! Yet another Sunday and it went kaput again. It is hit a all time low now. Little wonder then that I have started feeling if I should be writing CAT at all. As if the poor score is not enough, it has happened after I was at home for one ful week. What's happening? The dicussion forums seem to echo my feelings but then evertone there seems to have fared quite better than me. I dont even feel like revealing my score . Oh.. Life seems to be such a pain! :(:(:(

Just because !

"You should have done a BA or some Mass communication course. A Btech (and that too in Computer Science and that too at a premier institute) was pehaps not the right thing for you." Huh!!!! I have heard enough of this. Gimme a break , folks. Itz my life and what I do and what I dont is "My wish". That's what I thought today when one of freshers at office turned a preacher.
I wouldn't take it even from my boss. And this guy...? I just threw a smile at him and and then turned back to the screen that demanded my attention. I do know that I am made for something else , something else other than software.Hmm... hey just wait .. no ambivalence here. But then I have the conviction that I will be able to manage any kind of work, especially the kind of work that I get to do in office now. Mind you, it is not just a belief or feeling that I am talking about but a conviction. So I hate it when people consider me a nothing at work and start preaching me and let out the " Why a software engineer??" expression. Just beacause I dole out a couple of shayaris and mails doesnt mean that I am not good at work. Just because I take the intiative for team parties and collection funds doesn't mean I cant work. Just because I roam around with that childish grin doesnt mean that I wont be able to manage my tasks. I have always been sincere with my work. In fact I have been doing my bit quite comfortably in the last couple of months. Agreed!!! I dont have the passion or zeal to go through the acrobats neither do I have the patience to go through the entire program. I sometimes turn a deaf ear to my colleagues discussing work ( which according to them is very interesting). But then at the end of the day I do my work and yeah I am enjoying doing this - Doing just what is required. I am not going to do it forever so why the heck should I force myself to be passionate about it.
I care a damn for those who assume things about me. And at the moment I have better things to do. I wrote for myself expecting that this would give me the much needed drive . 15 mins left in this day and the next 9 days are going to be absolutely crucial for me. Make or break. I need to break now to make it .

"Thy name is Kidoredo"

Kidoredo!!!Does it sound weird?? No, it shouldn't. In fact there should be some kind of dejavu when one hears the word "Kidoredo" for the first time. Kidoredo draws inspiration from the famous cartoon character "FidoDedo". I dont know what Fidodedo means but Kidoredo has a reason for being named Kidoredo. My friends, who know me well consider me immature. They say that I am a kid, who acts instinctively without any kind of thought process. One of my friends calls me a "kido". I liked it , fell in love with it and hence Kido. Now what about Redo? Before anything else, let me ge the pronunciation of this word spot on. Redo is supposed to be pronounced as "Red" followed by the word "o" and not as one would proounce the word "redo". ( as in doing something again). Redo has something to do with the word "Red". Well, red is not my favourite color neither do I have any kind of hidden violent triats in me. Red happens to be a part of the name Raymod Red. Raymond Red, is supposed to be the mordern day equivalent of Sigmund Freud( my goodness, I am in full flow- Red at his best) . Sigmund Freud explained the "Crush" phenomenon, Raymond Red deals with some kind of a similiar thing known as a "Blush".

A Mid night evolution???

So it's almost 12:00 am now and I having read the blogs of one of my juniors in college just about 10 mins ago, decide to start my own version. Right now I have this feeling that I have turned the tide. May be I will be writing a lot regularly ( and yeah meaningfully from now on). May be I will know what exactly I am supposed to do in life ( hey ,I always had a fair hint .. but then I am confused). May be this is just the kind of kick-start that I need in life. All signs of a Mid-night evolution.!!!!
There are some things in life like office work which I dont bother too much about because that was something I wasn't too interested about them. But then when I need to goad myself to study for CAT , I sometimes wonder what exactly am I passionate about in life? All this considering the fact that I reckoned myself to be best suited for management.

Writing!!!! I do a lot of it. Hmmm.. quite a lot of it but then it is all in the mind. I am lazy to put it on paper or blog about it. I just wish there was some kind of tool which would put all the words in my mind ( or is it the heart) in the form of blog. Height of laziness this!

Huh!!!! Do I write ? or do I crib? To get started guess I need to crib. But I keep telling myself all along " Dont' be upset that you did'nt do it soo long , be happy that you have started atleast now". So then , I have started.