My Life

Childhood

hariveer — Sun, 12 Oct 2008 17:59:10 +0000

During the journey back home, I was engrossed in my childhood memories. Those beautiful days danced in front of my eyes and a tear almost rolled down my eyes. I felt embarrassed as fellow passengers stared at me and gossiped. Though I stopped thinking on those lines for that time, I couldn’t hold it for long enough. Photographs provide a great flashback of life and I decided to use it as my weapon. I found my old photo albums and past looked like heaven. Every photo of mine had one similarity, my SMILE. It was not because of the usual Cheese before a photograph is taken but rather because of the nature of childhood. There is no doubt that childhood is the golden era of one’s life, but my thoughts went ahead to think why is it so? It is not because that as a child you don’t have work (as your mind constantly keeps learning and every day is truly a new experience), but because no work is taken as burden. To add to it, you are true to yourself. This is one of the precious treasures of childhood. As a child you can laugh at any moment, you can cry anytime, you can fight at any time. Also whatever world thinks of you is immaterial to you. If you try to act in the same way today, you are termed as crazy. This doesn’t allow you to carry out your immature behaviour and you loose the contact with yourself. A child doesn’t detach himself from his self and attains the state of sainthood. No wonder CHILD is given the status of GOD

Give them the space

hariveer — Sun, 05 Oct 2008 17:39:47 +0000

Though I belong to an area where eating vegetarian food is considered blasphemy, my recent stays outside my home as confronted me with the age-old conversation of being vegetarian or non-vegetarian. The proponents of vegetarian food have the usual argument that taking someone’s life is a crime. If I remember correctly, I was taught in my old-good school days that plants too have lives. Since plants fulfill all the qualifying criteria of being living beings(they grow, reproduce, respond to stimuli and eventually die), so veggies are left biting the dust. I am in no mood to wage a war with veggies, but just presenting my rational view. Does that mean that plants don’t have LIFE ?

Similarly the oppositions of human-cloning, stem cell research often argue that man will be taking the GOD’s throne if such researches are allowed. I fail to understand that if all these things have been done legally on various plants, then why not humans ? Also considering the fact that these researches have been carried to commercial scale for plants. Does that once again mean that plants don’t have life ?

Further taking the argument, we sow seeds, lets the crops grow and then eventually cut them. Does this count as a violent act ? Similar to killing a chicken for delicious meal ? I can present tons of such argument that prove that either plants don’t have life OR who humans have considered them too lowly. Since first conclusion is a scientific fact, we surely have treated plants just as commercial commodities and nothing more than that. I feel that time has come to give them appropiate place they deserve.

Dedication

hariveer — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 18:16:19 +0000

It is said that Life is short, but did you ever wonder why do you ever get bored ? The moment you feel bored about life, Life becomes too long to live in one life. That sounds too philosophical !! Leaving this behind and making the assumption that Life is indeed short, we leave a lot of open things daily. Since we are certain that life is uncertain, we should regularly thank people whom we should be. There are certain people in my life who have done so much for me, that even if I daily express my gratitude to them it won’t be sufficient. And topping this list is my GREAT MOTHER. This post is dedicated to HER. The association between a child and mother kicks off even when the child has not fully come to life. No wonder that mom knows all about us. I don’t have to tell her that I haven’t had my dinner, she knows by herself. Some people read other people’s face, but she has such a mighty power that she knows everything even when I am not in front of her, not even talking to her. What more, she knows more about me than I know about myself. She is a source of strength, love and everything worth I have achieved in life. Staying away from home for more than five years of my life, I have realized her importance more and more. Really, I don’t have proper words to say thanks to her, but the following song sort of conveys my feelings. I have heard/seen this song/video thousands of time and whenever I hear it, I hear it atleast 5-6 times continuously. Here it goes….

Is duniya wich jinne rishte
Sab choothe te behroop
Maa da rishta sab toh sacha
Maa hai rabb da roop
Maa hai rabb da roop

oh ohhhh oh ohhhhh
oh ohhhh oh ohhhhh

vekh layi vilayat yaaro vekh layi vilayat
goreyan ranga wich dil ne black
van savane khane kha ke oh phir vi dil nahi bharda
mera maa de hathan diyan pakkiyian rotiyan khan nu bada hi dil karda
mera maa de hathan diyan pakkiyian rotiyan khan nu bada hi dil karda

oh ohhhh oh ohhhhh
oh ohhhh oh ohhhhh

sutte nu utha ke oh piniyan khuandi si
gheo pa ke dudh da glass vi piyondi si
dabbe ch paronthe pa ke tor di si college nu
jadon main hunda si parhda doston
jadon main hunda si parhda
mera maa de hathan diyan pakkiyian rotiyan khan nu bada hi dil karda
aj maa de hathan diyan makki diyan rotiyan khan nu bada dil karda……………………………………………..

PS: Some beautiful words about mother, mother tounge, mother nature, moth

Retirement

hariveer — Fri, 12 Sep 2008 19:13:19 +0000

I was once wondering, what is the ripe age for retirement and then concluded that it depends on your profession. A service class person retires as per govt. rules. Defence personal retire a bit early. Businessmen never retire. A sportsperson hangs his boots when he feels that he is not good enough for the game. Politicians begin their career when a normal person starts thinking about retirement. I think the perfect time for a particular profession is when you are no longer fascinated about it. I am not saying you should retire and sit at your home, but rather retire from the current profession and choose something that will fascinate you. Some people choose the money as the retirement criteria. But then people like Bill G should have retired long before. It is the excitement which you carry each morning to your work place that keeps you moving. If you are sulky each day you step in the office, probably time to move on.

Then I realized that I have attained this so called salvation in the first 5-6 months of my career. It doesnt mean that I dont like the work I was doing. But I wasnt excited either. I did what I was meant to, not what I wanted to. The problem is that even I dont know What I want to do. So in my 14 months stay in the Software Industry, I have already lost all the fascination. I am still committed to my work. I am also good at what I am doing. I am also paid well too. But that spark is missing somewhere. Following what I preached above, I should quit this job and do something which fascinates me(and I dont know that too !!). If I really go by heart and quit the job, roam aimlessly for sometime to find what I want to so, people will call me crazy. Not to mention, my parents will take me to psychiatrist. I dont want myself to be termed as brainsick, but I still want to find the correct path of my life. So I am left with the option to explore various activities while pursuing my current job. Another workaround could be to take a break from job and continue my studies. This way I will be able to buy time to choose the road at the crossroads of my life. But the irony is that I am clueless about my course for Masters too !!

Role Model

hariveer — Mon, 08 Sep 2008 19:36:33 +0000

Often we try to find role models in our aimless life. The prospective candidates are either too powerful/rich right from their birth or too idealistic. So we hardly find someone from middle class, who achieved a lot not just riding on his luck, but through his hard work. I recently came across such a person: humble background, polite, intelligent, strategist and has strong determination. Yes, I am referring to Dr. Manmohan Singh, our PM. From a decent background, he went to achieve his masters and doctorate from best universities in the world. He was a faculty member in the renowned institutes and become a bureaucrat. His entry into politics was entirely based on his academic background. He changed the face of country with his economic liberalization and we will always remain grateful to him for that. He not only pulled the country out of dire situation, but also created strong foundation stones for the generations to come. He rose to post of PM because of his clean image. His hands were tied by clutches of coalition politics and but he had a plan at the back of his mind, which most people failed to notice. He was termed as the weakest PM India had ever seen, but he was also the most educated PM India ever had. The combo of Dr. Kalam as Prez and Dr. Singh as PM was so perfect. His strong determination and negotiation skills got the clearance of India to NSG. I am sure this step of him will reap rich benefits to us in future. What has been interesting is the growth of real politician in him. The way he won the No-Confidence Motion, the timings of each step of N-Deal, the communication etc. has really created a clever politician out of him. This provides a real role-model for a middle class people, who is educated, became a politician and changed the face of a India. All I can say to you is “Singh is King”.

PS:

“Singh is Kinng”, movie sucks.
Mamta Banerjee should come out of British era.

Virtually

hariveer — Fri, 05 Sep 2008 19:50:27 +0000

I have been virtually living a Virtual Life for long-long time, but this virtual world is a big dimension in itself. I love living in dreams and it gives me the freedom I dream for. (Sort of Paradox, Leave it !!.) But dreams allow you to go beyond the horizons and stretch yourself to your imagination. I have scored centuries in 17 balls, won India-Pakistan battles single-handedly, done adventures, topped in exams, saved millions of people from terrorists very frequently in dreams. It gives me confidence, confidence that I can beat the unbeatable and also the thrill and happiness. At times when I feel low, I imagine myself in the difficult of situations, but still recover victoriously. The feel you get is so energetic that I keep living the dream again and again. This is actually the virtual world on which I thrive.

Off-Side: I was literally unaware of most of the Virtualization technologies until recently. But my latest experience with VM’s have added loads of technical gyan. I have become really fascinated with this new world. People who havent had hands-on with VM’s(Virtual Machines) must not be devoid of such things for long. Learn More.

–> Direction <–

hariveer — Sun, 31 Aug 2008 12:09:43 +0000

Decision making is as difficult as driving a vehicle without fuel. And when it affects your life directly, decision making is more difficult. Otherwise, you could just take a decision for someone, and just let him manage its consequences. Pappu always passed this “decision ball” to his parents court or you can say they grabbed it from his hands. Pappu also enjoyed it as onus rests on his parents to chalk out plan for him and they being experienced, hardly made any mistakes. Well all was all going great, when one fine day Pappu said, “I want to be myself“. His parents had made a career plan for Pappu and he was one step behind the flag spot. He told them, that he is not sure if he really wants this in his life. His parents tried to persuade and convince him, but Pappu had taken a bold decision to make his own path. His friends appreciated his move and were sure that Pappu will go long way in life.

But Pappu himself was not really sure, what, why he was doing it. He thought I am directionless today and will find the correct path soon. He set on the lonely roads to find his career destination. He struggled a lot, experienced a lot, but kept going. After couple of years, he reached the same crossroads from where he started. He met his friends and they made fun of his decision. So Pappu is still directionless, but again set for another journey.

PS:

Pappu is a mythological character and bears no resemblance to any person dead or alive.
Future posts may contain reference to Pappu.

To be sick is Sick !!

hariveer — Mon, 22 Oct 2007 08:49:34 +0000

It was a fine Friday morning and the door bell ringing, i tried to wake up, but something prevented me from getting up. I slept again without much concern. I think almost two hours passed and someone was banging my door, I tried to get up, but I was again sent back. A current of pain spread through my body. This time I tried to figure what is preventing me from going to office. It is not Monday that I want to keep my weekend going. Soon I figured out that it was my leg which was preventing me from getting up. With some twists and experimentation i found I couldn’t bend my right knee !!

Thinking of usual muscle pull or something like that, i went late to the office and by afternoon it was clear that it is nothing normal. Situation had not improved with pain-relieving sprays and crepe bandage. I decided to visit a nearby doctor for treatment. I entered the clinic limping with a weary look and pain traveling through out the body. First question: Hello, How are you ?? I seriously had no answer to such a question, actually I was amused why did he ask such a question. If I was all well, why the hell should I visit him. I just tried to smile from tearful face for a long time. Then the doctor said, so “things are not well, right ?”. As per his advice I went to the hospital next day for further examination. This itself was a bad experience in itself. After the inconclusive X-Ray scans I was recommended admission and to have a MRI Scan. With almost 30 hours after the MRI, no doctor came and neither the MRI report. After getting impatient, I complained the nurses for pathetic treatment. They said “Why didn’t I tell before that I want to see a doctor ?”. I was taken back, if I was not to see the doctor then why I was in a hospital. After exchanging harsh words with them, I had a talk with the doctor on phone. He promised to pay a visit to me next day. After some diagnosis he asked me, “Now How many times should a doctor should see me ?” I was, “I hope I never have to see a doctor again in my life, but If I am in a hospital, i would like to be treated rather than lying untreated/unnoticed”.

A week passed in the hospital, my knee was getting better. But the doctors were still not sure what had triggered all this. Since medicines and other treatments were working, they didn’t care to find the cause. They suspected the MRI report and called it weired. Now I am almost well, but still clueless what I was suffering from. With each day in the hospital, I was recovering physically but I was going down mentally. I was frustrated to a new low. Really to be sick is very SICK !!

To end the sorrow post on a humorous way, here is a sick joke

A doctor of psychology was doing his normal morning rounds when he entered a patient’s room. He found Patient 1 sitting on the floor, pretending to saw a piece of wood in half.
Patient 2 was hanging from the ceiling, by his feet.
The doctor asked patient number 1 what he was doing. The patient replied, “Can’t you see I’m sawing this piece of wood in half?” The doctor inquired of Patient 1 what Patient 2 was doing. Patient 1 replied, “Oh. He’s my friend, but he’s a little crazy. He thinks he’s a light bulb.” The doctor looks up and notices Patient 2′s face is going all red.
The doctor asks Patient 1, “If he’s your friend, you should get him down from there before he hurts himself”
Patient 1 replies, “What? And work in the dark?”

It’s Breaking News

hariveer — Fri, 05 Oct 2007 07:23:59 +0000

News channels are really blaring with breaking news all the day around and there is a movie coming up with the name “It’s Breaking News“. Below is a funny excerpt from such a news channel covering “No News“

The NDTV ace anchorman Pranoy Roy began “We take you to Nair who is waiting to give on-the –spot coverage of the proceedings at CWC head quarters. Over to you Nair.”
“Thank you Pranoy. I’m standing outside the main gate of the Congress head quarters. It is quiet here. Four DTC buses passed northward in the last half an hour and two private cars passed southward. The traffic outside is proceeding smoothly without giving a clue to the outcome of the crucial CWC meeting on Indo-US Nuclear deal. Delhi is agog with rumors that nothing is likely to come out of the meeting. A senior congressman who talked on the condition of anonymity said he had no comments to offer. But another party spokesperson said that he would neither confirm nor deny that nothing is likely to come out of the meeting. There is a tremendous excitement because nothing is happening.”
“Thank you Nair. We shall revert to you soon. Let’s go over to Sheila who is waiting outside the CPM head quarters. Sheila, what have you there?”

“Good morning Pranoy. The situation is very fluid and nobody wants to talk about it. Jyoti Basu was first to arrive, followed by Buddhadeva, Sitaram Yetchury, Bardhan and Karat. The sequence of the arrival, some say, carries a great significance though the party spokesman tried to down play it. There was a flutter when the news broke out that there was no water on the tap at the premises. The CNN and BBC reporters rushed to interview the tea-boy but he was closeted in an all-important emergency meeting with the kitchen staff. So Pranoy, the moment I get a confirmation that nothing is likely to happen I shall get back to you.”
“That’s good work Sheila. Let’s go over to Deepika who is outside the Sonia’s residence. Can you hear me Deepika?’
“Yes Pranoy, I can.”
“Can you confirm that nothing is happening at Sonia’s residence?”
“Well, Pranoy, Sonia’s residence has been a bee-hive of activity since morning. The Prime Minister visited the place at 8’oclock in the morning. Singhvi has been in and out several times. Mani Shankar Iyer is in right now. The phone rang thrice in the past 30 minutes and it is not known who spoke to whom. Sonia’s car is parked in the compound but the driver is not available for comments. But it is reliably learnt that he had a worried look on his face when he drove the vehicle into the parking area. Sources close to driver say that he will be here soon unless he IS cornered by the BBC reporter for a quick fire interview at the traffic signal near Connaught Place. No further developments have taken place. Any questions, Pranoy?”
“No Deepika. Keep up the good job. To round up, this is Pranoy bidding you good bye with news, that the situation on the nuke-deal front continues to remain fluid. Join us on a further update at 11 o’clock tonight.”

And finally a video on No News which any ways NDTV was following

T20 Hilarious !!

hariveer — Fri, 28 Sep 2007 09:36:06 +0000

Or fir kya hua…

…….

………

JO JEET-TA HI REHTA HAI WO SIKANDER,
JO HAARKAR JEET TA HAI WO BAZIGAR,
AUR JO HAAR-TE HAAR-TE JEET JATA HAI WO HAI APNA “JOGINDER “
JO BINA KHEL KE JEETE WOH AGARKAR