Dec 27, 2009

My New Year

When I do a rewind of 2009, I can see nothing significant happened to me this year. I ‘m not that kind of person who thinks of the past, unless it is useful. I also don’t have time to do so. But to have an idea in what way this new year shud be different with that of the previous one, I shud have a glance. In one of my previous blog, I ve mentioned I have to purchase a laptop and bike by December. I ve purchased the former..but bike I felt it is not so essential for me as of now. This year started off with a bang, as Jan 1st of 2009 was full of fun. That fun did not last for a long time. Jan 7 th, Raju ‘s episode put a fullstop for all the fun. All the next 6 to 7 months, it was most of the time people talking about negatives, recession all this stuff…Every one started giving their own opinions about satyam…From my side, I can hardly see any change in the work culture of our company. it’s the same…b4 jan 7 th and after that. Being more confined to me, my work is the same…I ve never felt any pressure bcoz of these circumstances. Yes, when people ask me some stupid questions about my company, I was very uncomfortable.

My New year,

Should be more colourful.

I should save 3 lakhs (and more but 3 lakhs is the lower cut off) for this year.This is my target. I am confident I can achieve it. I know it is tough…

I have to be more organized.. My daily activities have to be well structured..

I have to be a man, not a boy which I am now.

Read more books in this year, relative to the previous year.

Stay away from girls.

When a problem is encountered, Solution shud be provided then and there.

Celebrate each and every festival with family throughout the year. it is a must, which I have never done in my life till now.

Make new friends.

Think big, in a global perspective.

and ............lot many...last thing is

Have to look at this blog, every 2 weeks from Jan 1st 2010.

Separate state demand

Separate telangana kosam ee agitation anedi chala years nundi jaruguthundi..There are many reasons....

Kani ippudu jarigina ee protest ki chala value undi. Of course, ee udhyamam ayina oka vyakthi thone start avuthundi.
Ee sari KCR tho start ayindi. KCR start chesadu. So obvious ga KCR ee udhyamaniki leader.
Oka important thing, janalu ee pani chesina valla swarthanike. Anduku manamu exception kadu nor the politicians.
Mahatma Gandhi kuda thana swartham gurinchi chusukunna vyakthe. Anduke entho mandi struggle chesthe vachina freedom lo
Ayanaku mathram ekkuva peru vachela chusukunnadu..Power/fame kosam. Kani aa swartham lo oka vision ( future lo
Society ni develop cheyali ) unnantha varaku, its acceptable.

Congress Party high command enduku antha sudden ga rathri ki rathri separate telangana ki sye andi??? I mean antha sudden ga decision thesukovalsina avasaram emochindi??

Friends, ninna telangana lo people, students, lawyers, ee ABVP vallu, inka… vellantha chalo assembly ani oka rally ki plan chesaru..andulo na*als, ma*ists, te**oRists, la nundi harm undani intelligence report vellindi. Believe me or not, rally ganuka jarigi unte, minimum 1000 mandi people lese varu….appudu evaru responsible???

I mean, decision anedi mana government thesesukundi, kani adhi reveal cheyadaniki right time kosam chusindi…law and order thappe situation kanna important situation inkedi undadu(naku telisi… so they felt like, this shud be the right time bolke). Oka angle lo
Ee decision public ki cheppadam anedi event driven situation ee, kani decision thesukovadam mathram not at all event driven.

Plus, ee decision edo night ki night thesukunna decision em kadu… Sonia Gandhi, Pranab mukherjee, Anthony, Chidambaram, Digvijay singh, Veerappa mouli vellandaru intellectuals…Sare vellaku antha scene lekapoina vella kindi
Administrative people ( mana IAS lu ) , veelemi antha pichi na kodukulemi kadu. Edo event driven decision thesukodaniki. Ee separate telangana necessity ni sukhshmanga parisheelinchina tharuvathe, I mean ee protest meeda entho ground work chesi kani, Oka decision ki vacharu.

Above 100 crores mandi unna country lo prathi okkaru thama uniki kosam oka protest start chestharu…

Example : YS chavadam thone, eehe Jagan ne CM cheyali, lekapothe memandaram rajinama chestham ani lolli lolli chesaru Congress MLA / MP lu, Emaindi….annayya meerantha okasari Delhi randi andi High command, anthe….Rosaiah ee CM ani declare chesindi High command… anthe calm ga return ayyaru mana MLA lu mana MP lu….mari emaindi varilo unna aa vedi…no one knows… Delhi lo emaindi…adhi no one knows….

Sare CM ni cheyaledu, maa Jagan ni PCC president ni cheyali ani malli lolli, malli call from High command, anthe emaindo teleedu aa protest kuda calm down ayindi.

Sare ee rendu sare Jagan ni kanisam Pulivendula nundi contest cheyinchali annaru, ee sari mathram thaggedi ledu….
Ee sari call Jagan ke, Babu neeku antha avasarama, andhi, nuvve velli me mother tho matladi mee mother ni akkada nilabadela chudu..nuvvu ne MP seat ki Rajinama chesedi ledu…em ledu…

Ee konda surekha lanti varu, inka enthamandi MLA lu MP lu, inka… rajinama chesina vanike position lo ippudu congress ledu. vallaki chala manchi administration undi.

Idhi just oka chumma example…ilantivi enno unnayi


Anduke recession time ( I mean last one year lo ) mana country growth chala bagundi (nijam cheppalante exceptional ga undi).. anni countries recession valla hit ayyayi..
Kani manam chala thakkuva hit ayyamu relative ga.,,, enduku mana PM manmohan singh valla gang thesukuna stance valla…daniki thaggatte public respond ayi vallane malli gelipincharu.

Local lo protest chese prathi okkariki vanikithe ika mana government ki value undadu…Konni values antu untayi congress party ki… in that sense any Nationalistic party ki. Anthenduku communi*t party ki kuda enno principles untayi…

So what I want to say is, KCR ki vanike Government telangana pi ee resolution thesukundi anukunte, I am sure you are in wrong track.
Kadu TV9 lo Sakshi lo anthe chupisthunnaru, ani mondiga matladithe, ika common people ki manaki pedda theda undadu.

I want to make the same point clear again., ee separate state ane decision congress party kevalam KCR kosam thesukoledu. Ivala KCR lolli chesadu, repu inkokaru ila chesukuntu pothe ika manaku some 200 250 states avuthayi….kada…

Ika boss

“Dear all,
Plz sign in the below link, and also kindly forward to all People(except the stupid and foolish followers of KCR) of AP. And kindly involve in making the AP one.”


Endidi, (marked in red), ,,,,,

Sare kani nee ee words valle nenu ee mail rastunna..chala rojula tharutha almost 2 months ayindi blog rasi,,,,,,…chala thanks. Actual ga movie ki veldam anukunna…
Mail start chese appudu 10 min lo aipoyiddhi anukunna… adento rastunte rayalanipistundi….

Edo intensity tho rastuna mail em kadu idhi, na ideas share chesukodaniki anthe…its already getting late for me…Bye have a nice weekend

3 Idiots - my opinion

Again the same thing which happens with me usually. I liked the movie. I did not like the movie.

Firstly, it is not so far from Taare Jameen par. Again the same thing here too, insisting people to have a choice of their own in life regarding career. It is never possible in real life scenario for most of the people. You have to compromise at one stage or the other. He quotes Sachin and Lata mangeshkar as an example..

First have a look at their background
“Tendulkar was born in Bombay (now Mumbai). His father, Ramesh Tendulkar, a Marathi novelist, named Tendulkar after his favourite music director, Sachin Dev Burman. Tendulkar's elder brother Ajit encouraged him to play cricket. Tendulkar has two other siblings: a brother Nitin, and sister Savitai.
Tendulkar attended Sharadashram Vidyamandir (High School)[1], where he began his cricketing career under the guidance of his coach and mentor, Ramakant Achrekar. During his school days he attended the MRF Pace Foundation to train as a fast bowler, but Australian fast bowler Dennis Lillee, who took a world record 355 Test wickets, was unimpressed, suggesting that Tendulkar focus on his batting instead”

See the above few lines of Sachin, He has Ramakant Achrekar as his coach in his school days…what I mean to say he already is from a upper class family. Even if he did not click in cricket, it s not a big deal for Sachin.

There are some lakhs of Guys across the country who play cricket, who die for cricket, who are lot more talented than Sachin, but could not make it into the final 11, not even into the ranji team…and finally gave up their passion and settled down in some way. It is bcoz they forget the fact that you need a background to achieve your passion.

A brief on Lata Mangeshkar

“Lata Mangeshkar was born in a marathi family in Sikh Mohalla, Indore, in the State of Madhya Pradesh. Her father, Pandit Deenanath Mangeshkar who belonged to a Konkani speaking Kalavant Family from Goa, was a classical singer and theater actor.”
In her case also, it’s the same. Even if she did not click as a singer, her life in no way will be affected. She has a good back ground.

Not simply if aamir khan says, leave your engineering and jump into photography, coz its your passion, will that photography fill your stomach.

Moving from this..

Movie was a timepass. It is good. The credit goes to director for his gripping screenplay, for the lighter moments in the movie.

What I did not like in the movie is Aamir Khan. He was like a cartoon in the film. Shahrukh would have easily stolen the show, if he was hero in this. Sharman Joshi was excellent. He looked great in Light Blue shirt at the time of interview. Madhavan did justice to his role. Kareena, being a great fan of her, I feel her role is short, she is ok. One should have Vidya balan for such roles, why to take Kareena for a role which has no glamour in it. And also she is taller than aamir. Not even a single song in the movie is good, leaving apart the song in which the guy plays guitar. Nothing you can take back home from this movie.

Dec 22, 2009

Uppenantha ee premaki Lyrics

Uppenantha ee premaki..
Guppedantha gunde yemito..
Cheppaleni ee hayiki..
Ee bhashe enduko..
Thiyyanaina ee badhaki..
Uppu neeru kanta deniko
Reppapatu duuranike..
Viraham enduko..
Ninnu chuse ee kallaki..
Lokamantha inka enduko..
Rendu aksharala premaki..
Inni siksha lendukoo..

I love you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..
I loove you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..

Uppenantha ee premaki..
Guppedantha gunde yemito..
Cheppaleni ee hayiki..
Bhashe enduko..

Kanuloki vasthavu..
Kalalu narikesthavu..
Secondukosaraina champestavu…
Manchula untavu..
Manta peduthuntavu..
Venta padi naa manasu masi chesthavu..
Theesukunte nuvu oopiri..
Posukunta aayuve cheli
Guchukoke mullu la mari..
Gundello sara sari

I love you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..
I loove you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..

Uppenantha ee premaki..
Guppedantha gunde yemito..
Cheppaleni ee hayiki..
Bhashe enduko..

Chinukule ninu thaaki merisipothanante ..
Mabbule pogesi kalcheyana
Chelakale ni paluku..
Thirigi palikayante
Tholakare lekunda paatheyana
Ninnu kori poolu thakithe..
Narukuthanu poola thotane
Ninnu choosthe unna chotane..
Thodestha aa kallane..

I love you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..
I loove you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..
I loove you..
Naa oopiri aagipoyina..
I love you..
Naa pranam poyina..

Uppenantha ee premaki..
Guppedantha gunde yemito..
Cheppaleni ee hayiki..
Bhashe enduko..

A tribute to Michael Jackson

"They Don't Care About Us"

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, aggravation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Bang bang, shot dead
Everybody's gone mad

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Beat me, hate me
You can never break me
Will me, thrill me
You can never kill me
Jew me, sue me
Everybody do me
Kick me, kike me
Don't you black or white me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my life
I have a wife and two children who love me
I am the victim of police brutality, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of hate
You're rapin' me of my pride
Oh, for God's sake
I look to heaven to fulfill its prophecy...
Set me free

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
trepidation, speculation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
black man, black male
Throw your brother in jail

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Tell me what has become of my rights
Am I invisible because you ignore me?
Your proclamation promised me free liberty, now
I'm tired of bein' the victim of shame
They're throwing me in a class with a bad name
I can't believe this is the land from which I came
You know I do really hate to say it
The government don't wanna see
But if Roosevelt was livin'
He wouldn't let this be, no, no

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, speculation
Everybody litigation
Beat me, bash me
You can never trash me
Hit me, kick me
You can never get me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Some things in life they just don't wanna see
But if Martin Luther was livin'
He wouldn't let this be

Skin head, dead head
Everybody gone bad
Situation, segregation
Everybody allegation
In the suite, on the news
Everybody dog food
Kick me, strike me
Don't you wrong or right me

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us
All I wanna say is that
They don't really care about us

Oct 11, 2009

Touching love story

One of the finest love stories

From the very beginning, Gal?s family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background, & that the gal will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him. Due to family?s pressure, the couple quarrelled very often. Though the gal love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: ?How deep is your love for me?? As the guy is not good with his words, this often cause the gal to be very upset. With that & the family?s pressure, the gal often vent her anger on him. As for him, he only endured it in silence.

After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the gal: ?I?m not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I?ll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?? The gal agreed, & with the guy?s determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leave, they got engaged. The gal went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it?s hard, but both never thought of giving up.

One day, while the gal was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realised that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. she has lost her voice.. The doctors says that the impact that had on her brain has caused her to loss her voice. Listening to her parents? comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.

During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry.. it?s still just silence cry that accompanied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone, which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer. With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, countless of phone calls.. all the gal could do, besides crying, is still crying?. The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.

With a new environment, the gal learn sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he?s back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn?t anymore news of him.

A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing a invitation card for the guy?s wedding. The gal was shattered. When she open the letter, she saw her name in it instead. When she was about to ask her friend what?s going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her ?I?ve spent a year?s time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I?ve not forgotten our promise. ?Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You.? With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The gal finally smiled.

My Bench days

I still remember it was 12 th December, 2007. It was already two months I ‘d been in my so called bench period. My life in those days, fantastic. I used to wake up at 9 early in the morning. Go to office by 10am sharp(right time being 7 amJ). First thing I would do is the same as many people of my kind do, hmmm open my mailbox, look for interesting mails, forward few of them to my dearest ones, used to wish my frnds thru online chat, open proxy server to access orkut, then fill my timesheets, used to pretend like doing some coding. See if my RM came. Soon my bench mates santhosh, madhav, Vijayabhaskar , … look for viswa he ll not be there. I ll call him he replies, ”Man I just woke up. I ll be there in 10 min. Do wait for me at cafeteria” Wat to sayJ ), we used to go to nearby hotel where we had our breakfast not less than half an hour. In the meanwhile we used to stare at every gal, looks not at all our concern. By that time it used to be 11 in the morning. We ll have a discussion on same repetitive topics, (like hey which project ur mapped into, wat if we ll not be selected, Did she got selected!!!, Oops how can this happen now we are left alone, wats the scenario in other domains, Will we get night shift allowance, wat abt cost of living in Bangalore, yaar for god sake do not go to ChennaiJ, anything which in unimportant, the list is big…). Then used to attend some session which will in no way be helpful. As if we have done something incredible, we go for a coffee break at roof top. That’s the last thing we do at office for the day. Back to home.



No goals, No aim in life. No tensions. Everything cool. Weekend parties. Infact everyday was a weekend. Only fun. Dreams getting bigger day by day

Excitement

Shopping mall lo andamaina ammayini chusthe, abba emundira anukuntam staring at her. Adhi oka excitement.

Federer ki Nadal ki nuvva nena annattu match jaruguthu untundi. First nundi evaro okarini support chesthu vastham. Oka stage vachaka, whoever wins, not a matter anukuntam . kanisam channel change cheyamu. Night 3 avuthundi, 8 ke office ani telusu. Ayina pattinchukomu. Match aye daka chudalsinde. Adhi oka excitement.

Analysis work chesi client pampinchaka, wait chestham feedback kosam. Night motham nidra pattadu feedback ela untundo ane alochanalatho. Morning inbox chudagane ‘Analysis report is fine.Good work’ ani mail. Appudu ado excitement.

It’s the evening time the day before ur birthday, u don’t even remember its ur b ‘day , Surprisingly all of a sudden your friends gather together and greet you on ur birthday with a big cake with candles matching the no of ur age. That’s an excitement.

Presentation icheppudu, madhyalo manalone oka feeling ori nayano enti ee range lo istunna, nijangane nalo intha unda, ani alochistu, ala presentation complete chestham. Asalu expect cheyamu, manam chesina preparation ni, asale manaku topic pi antha antha mathrame grip undi, but still ee range lo ichame ani. Adho excitement.

Pawan kalyan cinema ki veltham. Movie start avuthundi. First 5 minutes antha sodhi. Eppudu anna kanapadathada ani veyi kadu konni kotla kallatho waiting, ika okka sec kuda wait cheyalenu anentha feeling, inthalo anna introduction scene, shirt thippi venikki vestadu, venakala background music. Gonthu poye daka arustham. adhi oka excitement.

Mana train gudur nundi 9 ki. Chennai nundi 6 ki start avutham charminar lo. 3 hours motham tension tension. Gudur lo train anduthunda. Ee train velle valakam chusthe, akkada train dobbelane undi ani feeling. Inthalo friend ki call chesthe, mams, last time nenu vellinapudu gudur lo train miss ayindi antadu. Danitho manaki inko tension start. Aa 3 hours train lo adhe feeling. Luckily, train gudur lo sariga 8 55 ki cheruthundi. Pakka platform lone Hyd ki velle mana simhapuri. So happy. Adhi oka excitement.

Results of todays campus interview conducted by so and so company are to be announced in our main auditorium. So please assemble by 9PM, announcement from Principal. Company HR reads the list. He says 45 members have been shortlisted. He commences reading the list. Almost 30 names are already read. Our hearts will be in our hands. Even the 44 th name is also announced. We already are broken down. Still a small feeling corner of our heart, the last name can be ours bolke. Saying Last but not the least the last name is YOURS. Oops oh my god ohh my god, its stunning, you cannot measure this excitement. You can just feel it.

Oct 2, 2009

My Diary page - 8

My diary page -8

Journey in my project came to an end. April 1 st 2008 to Sep 11 th 2009. A journey which I could say is important, journey from which I can take with me many things, journey which made me realize where I stand, journey which made me mature in terms of handling challenging situations, journey which had both fun and embarrassing situations, journey which made me interact with people who think differently.

Me along with 2 guys, Abhi and Jeevan we had KT for 2 months. They were seniors to me. They both moved to onsite. Jeevan was OC for me, and I was operating from offshore. First marval, we got is a chumma change for which 56 objects are to be changed. Great start to the project. Objects were moved to LIVE and running without any issues. Within a month, they have integrated the entire team to a single team. This is the first time, when I have encountered this gal, Geetha, she had a considerable role in my life. She is my PL. in most of my blogs, you ll find her name. half my life for the past 18 months, revolved around her.

Few words about her. She is extremely talented. Our managers has tremendous faith in her. Even our clients, managers from their side use to assign their work to her. Once work is assigned to her, it will be delivered with perfection. She is technically so strong, we ll rarely find people of her caliber. She is very commanding. There ll be no spoon feeding kind of, with her. She is thoroughly professional, she expects people working under her, also to be the same. I can say, all these 18 months, I ve never had a friendly chat with her. She never gave me that space.

First incident I can remember is, the monthly feedback which we had in August. She was not at all happy with me. She along with other team mate, gave a class for me early in the morning. That dress which i wore on that day, believe me, I have thrown it in the dust bin. She went to such extent, she said, “if this is the case with you, I ll ask our manager for a replacement”. This scene I can say, is one of the most embarrassing situation I have ever had.

One month from then, Thanks to recession. There was a ramp down in our project. One of my onsite co ordinator, is moved back to offshore. Jeevan, was my PL since then. Oct to March.All these six months were days in heaven for me. I ve mentioned the same in one of my blog which I have written somewhere in March. There were no deadlines. He was very flexible. He complimented me for the good things which I have done. He was extremely friendly with me.

Few words about him. Jeevan is a perfect gentleman. His dressing is awesome. The way he carries himself is superb. He is so cool. I have never seen him getting angry. How many mails he ll send to the team in a day!!! His car is cool, SX4. He is a good human being.

There were no issues with him. No deadlines. Work was as smooth, as cutting a cool cake. He made work so flexible that, I have enjoyed each and every day of these six months.

God did not want me to be happy through out. One day, Jeevan informed me, he is moving out of our company. I was unhappy about that. Such a nice PL he was. Still I have to accept it.

Since then torture in my life started again. Geetha became my PL again. That day itself, I was sure some thing awkward is going to happen for sure. She harassed me in many ways. She always created a fearful environment in work. More than client, I was scared of her. My OC Abhi, he was extremely happy about my work, but this gal used to show some fault or the other.

I donno why, might be she was in a feeling that this guy is growing technically, one day he ll stop listening to my words, one day I ll lose command over him, might be she does not like me, might be she does not want me in the project, whatever might be the reason, I was sure one day I ll move out of this project. Handling this torture from Apr 2009 to Aug 2009, finally the day which I was talking about came.

We got an onsite opportunity in our team. It should be me to move to onsite. With the kind of relationship I had with this gal, I am pretty sure, this gal will not recommend me. As expected, she did not recommend me, nor did she tell me the reason why I am not moved to onsite. I was very unhappy by that time. I have decided to move out of the project. What‘s the point in working for a project where my services are not taken into account. Luckily we had a new development in our floor for the same client. I went to my manager, and asked him for release from the project. The reputation I had in the team, even it is a risk to move an already existing resource from a project, they showed enough consideration for me, I am moved to the new development project. My life under her , came to an end.

Sep 14th 2009. New project started. I am a free bird now. Its already weeks since then, we both are in the same floor. We did not have a eye contact even.

I did not clear my 2nd tech round of interview. I was unhappy but it showed me there ‘s lot there for me to improve.

Once I read this blog, I am feeling I am getting too monotonous. I am feeling like deleting this blog. But still its ok. Let it be.

I have purchased new laptop. Dell inspiron. I ve learnt how to browse information related to Laptops. Configuration, most important thing is, I have purchased it on my own. I am very happy.

This is how most of the developers think, if I am right!!!

Sep 21, 2009

How a bad day turns into a good day

How a bad day turns into a good day
Last Friday, sep 18th. We had 2 programs to be delivered to client by end of day. My PL was on leave. So entire responsibility of delivering these objects was on my shoulders. I had interview call at 10 30 in the morning. I woke up at 7 in the morning. Came to office straight away. Had a glance at basics of Natural( Mainframes) . I went to my room by 9 AM. At 10 , my PL called me on my mobile. He said what all things I need to do. He questioned me where are you?? Oops I was at my residence. Said to him, that I am in cafeteria. Will get back to my desk in about half an hour. It ‘s not true. 10 30 I got call from interviewer. He conferenced the call, another guy joined, so it was 2 on 1. The two guys were Arun and Hemanth. They are working as PL ‘s in JPMC. I got these details from my friends. Interview went on for 40 minutes. Completely technical. I can say, it is one of the worst interviews I had. Not even a single answer of mine was convincing. I can feel it. I knew, I ll not be selected. with disappointment surrounding me, I went to my workstation.
Immedately Jyothi, my colleague, in a horrible voice “Rajendra, you gave a list of programs for bulbul, that list is having only 3 programs. And now he is saying, I ve done only these programs. Actual list has around 12 programs to be tested. And today is delivery date. What is this??
( inside I am on fire, gal, yes , I ve sent list of 3 objects to him. Now I am in no way related to that issue or that project. And it is your responsibility to check if all objects are tested. And you both(jyothi and bulbul) shud have knowledge on what all objects needs to be tested, as you also have the complete list, what ‘s point in asking me. I ve forwarded that list of programs somewhere on Tuesday. All these four days don t you ever thought about the rest programs…..still I kept silent.)
Exactly 5 minutes after this episode, new torture.
Geetha, my ex PL called me. She explained me something. Then I came to know, she was not happy with what I ve done. She, to put me in trouble, said , why is it done in this way??? When it was asked to do in some other way???
( Inside heat is catching up on me.. I ll do what I like. The functionality will not be affected with the way I ve done and it is efficient too… then what problem this gal has..chumma to put me in pressure…Still I kept silent)
Few minutes later, my PL called me again, “Rajendra, whats the status of deliverables??? Will you be able to deliver it by today?? no excuses you have to deliver it by today!!!!
These deliverables are assigned to my team mate..he came to office by 11(too early JJ ) first word he said to me is I ve to leave office today by 5 in the evening. I got some urgent work,.
(Such an embarrassing situation, even a enemy shud not be in..arey idiot, today is delivery date and ur so stupid that you came to office at 11. And so irresponsible you are, how can you ask to leave so early, when you have such a high priority work assigned to you. I knew by that time, he ll leave his work, and it will be me, who ll ultimately do. Still I kept silent)
Can some one have such a bad day like this????????????
I called up jyothi.. look talk to Geetha, say like by Monday , you ll complete testing for all the 12 programs. She ll shout at you not a problem, still intimate this to her.neways, we have three days holidays, I ll come to office on any of these days and complete your work. Not a problem.
Regarding my deliverables, it was already 7 in the evening. Program was so complex that I knew it takes some time. and at any cost I ll never be in a position to complete it by end of day. I ve put a mail to onsite coordinator, explained him the situation. Asked him if it is ok for him if these objects will be delivered by Tuesday morning. Thank god, he said it s ok…I was a huge relief.
I went back to my residence. At 8 30 in the evening, I got a call from Mumbai. Soma, HR working for JPMC.
Hi Rajendra
Hi Soma
How was your interview in the morning????
It was average. I felt I could have performed better.
“You have cleared morning interview. You will have next round on Wednesday morning.”
How things change?? That’s why I always say, some things happen..you cannot understand why!!

Aug 15, 2009

My Diary page - 7

How to start this blog. Not clear in my mind. But somewhere I shud start. One month back, this happened. One of the worst days for me in this year. I was assigned with some task. My PL, she explained me everything regarding the issue . thing is she explained me around 100 things in a sequence without a pause, with her extraordinary fluent english. I have a very limited knowledge on business. And this gal made use of many business related terms in her words. I ve actually missed her flow at the very beginning. But gave a nod to whatever she was telling till the end. . I know, whatever she says I ll never understand. Since one year I ve been facing the same kind of situation. I thot this was one of them. I was confident enuf that , by referring KT docs, I can get what this issue was all about and what she was actually trying to say and what actually she wants from me. Thing is I did not properly understand what was I actually supposed to do. But was in an assumption that, I can understand once the work progresses. This assumption was a mistake. Delivery date was approaching. I ve done analysis, coding part also is done. I ve asked her to review. She said coding is fine and gave a nod for testing. There were around 4 scenarios to be tested. I ve tested three of them. The fourth one is slightly less complicated one relatively when compared to the other three. But the thing is I was not sure if what I am doing is correct regarding the fourth scenario. So to make it clear, I went to her as I was having a doubt. Just to get a confirmation on what I was trying to test is correct. For this She shouted at me saying “Did u understand what I was trying to say you the other day??? When u did not understand, u shud have told me that day itself. Ok leave it, I ll do it. u can leave”. One thing to mention. It actually is not a complicated issue. It’s a chumma marval. She can in a gentle manner say me. If I was going wrong. I knew, she voluntarily has done this. What ever might be the reason, I was completely down that day. On that day, it was Friday actually, this incident happened around 3 in the afternoon. I ve done nothing since then. I was staring at monitor till 8. Completely disturbed. After all she is my PL. First time for these 2 years, one gal commented my work.


In response to this, after a week, I have put a mail to my friends Ashok, Deepak, saying how worst things are going for me. Meanwhile I ve completed a new marval for which client was really happy about my analysis. I ve received appreciation for that. All the managers, onsite people, my PL, team mates every one were in the loop. I ve actually went to cafeteria that time.


Gayathri, she sits behind me(my projectmate), she said “hey rajendra, congrats”.


I was surprised. “Why? What ‘s the matter? Did she scold me again” .


hey come on. Look at at your inbox, she said.


I ve unlocked my system. My inbox has 8 mails, and that too in a short span of 10 minutes. Appreciation mails from managers, saying ‘Great job”.


Nice feeling, to receive appreciation for what you have done.


She(my PL ) came to me. My facial expressions slightly changed.


She said “Congrats, keep up the good work”. It was a relief kind of thing for me.


I m planning to purchase laptop. It costs around 40K. I don’t have money in hand right now. I don’t want to ask my parents for money. I want to purchase it on my own. I am planning to take a loan. First time in my life, I am doing a thing in my life, without informing my parents . icici personal loan candidate, stupid guy, when I asked him if he can give loan, he said “Sir, we have stopped giving loans to Satyam people. If that guy was infront of me, I would have murd**ed him. Idiot. These icici people, in those days were behind me, “Sir, take credit card sir, no extra charges, ur credit limit is 75K sir. This is a special offer, exclusively for sat yam people bolke”. Stupids, how they are talking now. CITI bank guy called me up, saying bank was ready to give me loan.

some things really happen


My train was at 6 15. Charminar express from chennai. I have to go to Hyderabad. I ve started from office at 4 30. By the time I ve reached the station, it was around 6 10. Much to my discomfort, I ve found charminar express was about to leave from platform 10. Platform 10 will be towards the other side of entrance. I ran towards the train. Thank god, it was still there.
I started looking at the chart of my compartment, to see if I can find any gal near to my seat no. I can find only one female name in that list, Deepthi, 23. I prayed to god(that she shud be beautiful), and walked towards my seat.


I can see a gal in my bay. She sat beside the window. It was winter season. She sat in her seat, with a blanket over her legs, she was protecting herself from chillness. She was reading novel. The first glance I had at her, I am clean bould by her looks. I felt “Na jeevitham danyam aipoindira. Emanna figure aa. Adbutham” . I found my seat to be the lower birth on the other side. “Wow, how fortunate I am” . I felt like I am the luckiest human being in this world.


I called up one of my friends, narrated the entire scenario. “ Stupid,how lucky ur??? Is she really so great??? That’s ok. But do not miss this chance. Flirt her to extreme. No one is around you . so whatever you do is ok. Do not miss this opportunity. “ he replied. I am not sure, if she understood our conversation. Train started.


My luggage was not too heavy. I ve placed it on the upper berth and sat infront of her. Only we two were present in our bay. I ve seen for 10 minutes if some one else could come. Luckily no one came. I felt a bit relaxed. Now actual desire started. My ideas were revolving with rocket speed. “ how to flirt her???how to impress her???how will she respond???” infact many things.


Some how I shud start a chat with her. But, She was concentrating on novel. I kept looking outside thru window. Every now and then, I had a look at her. Eventually she noticed. Similar scenes repeated. I donno how many times, but more than 10 times. I cursed myself saying “ Stupid, you ll never get such a chance. Cute Gal in front of you, with no one around you, what the hell you are doing”. 3 hours passed away. For these 3 hours, I ve looked at her infinite times. When she looked at me, I moved my head outside thru the window. She was thoroughly concentrating on novel, occasionally she had a look at me. She never tried to talk to me. I was in a confusion, what is this gal thinking of me??? She knew, I am staring at her. She neither gets angry on me nor tries to talk to me. In about 10 min, Nellore is about to come. Once I ve heard from one of my friends, many people will get into the train in Nellore. I was in a kind of bother. Will some one enter into our bay and disturb our privacy. What the hell I am doing.


Nellore came. With a lot of excitement, I gave a look at platform. Train took a standby for 10 min. all these 10 minutes, my heart was in my hand. Train started again. No one entered into our compartment. I took a deep breath. She stopped reading. She was looking outside. With lots of courage (I never ever felt, talking to a gal is so tough),


I said “Hii”


“Hii”, she replied with a cute smile on her face

(I felt happy for her reply. I am already lost in her looks.)

So, where are you going???


I am going to my home. I ll get down at Vijayawada.
(So I have three more hours to flirt this sensation)
Ohh.


You are travelling alone……


Yup, my father said he ll to come to receive me. By the way,you are goin to…

I am going to Hyderabad. What do u do??

I am working as medical representative. And wat abt u…

I am a software engineer.

Ohh.

Each and every aspect of our chat for that half an hour is a dream for me., which I ll cherish for most part of my life. God, she is too cute.


Our conversation lasted for half an hour. After which we had a pause.
In this half an hour, I ve tried to impress her, in every possible way I can. I ve utilized my talent to full extreme, I ve never used my skills to that level even for my office work. I ve made her laugh. I ve praised her language, ( beauty also infact, indirectly, but I think she knew my intention). By the way she was talking to me, I felt like I ve created a very good first impression on her.


Vijayawada came. She took off the blanket over her and began to pack her luggage. She stood up. I am shocked. It was then, I could find she is physically handicapped. one of her legs is broken. For first time in my life, I felt like my heart stopped functioning. I am in a trans. I could not believe my eyes. I was speechless. The pain I was feeling in my heart is, cannot be expressed .


She was about to leave…..her father was waiting for her.


She turned back to me (such a cute face of her lost the charm, her chubby cheeks became red, her eyes were filled with tears) and said (she became so emotional that, she found very hard for herself to manage. she could not utter even a single word. She was crying, somehow she managed to say these words to me) “ naku site kottina first abbayivi nuvve” .

Jul 3, 2009

My Diary page - 6

Yes. This is really embarrassing. I am in no man’s land could not even find a close friend of mine at my residence here in Chennai, which I call desert. one of my good friends, I am missing him dearly. He got transferred to Hyderabad. Much to pull me into an awkward situation, krissh bava and jashh moved to medavakkam, which is almost 30 min journey from my place, which means I can meet them only on weekends. Days I am surrounded with my friends, gosssips we do, arguments, shouting, goin up to balcony at nights, staring at gals in the side by gals hostel, the fun we had, gone all gone. It s becoming tough for me to tolerate this loneliness. The situation I am in, not even in a mood to have dinner in the evenings. Food I am taking is only to survive.
I wish I ll never write a blog as this one, especially on a day when salary is credited.

Is it so essential to be professsional???

if you have talent and if you are in a good position, whatever u do, is okie. i donno to what extent it is correct.
but Yes.

Many times we see political leaders in assembly /parliament behaving much worst than a guy who just drank tons of beer. Opposition leader will come with his dissimilar thought with the ongoing govt policy which is undertaken, and CM is seen yawning with his mouth wide open. Is he a professional???

Trade analysts are giving their forecast of market for the coming weeks. The first analyst gave opinion of his, saying I guess these stocks will be benefited, as budget is in near future. The second analyst contradicts saying it would be foolish to predict stocks which would be benefited by budget, and people who believe in that, as fools.He might be right. But Is that the way to contradict with someone ‘s idea. Is he a professional???

Especially when you are in office, people around you will notice you for sure. Imagine you are not dressed properly, thinking who ll notice if I am not looking good for today. Then you are for sure on a wrong note. We ll miss to focus our attention on simple things, like our dressing, the way we treat other people, the way we show our happiness or grief, our reaction when something is not goin as expected.

Right word is ATTITUDE. Our attitude controls our body language. The way we project ourselves to the public is thru our body language, it is vital.

One question immediately arises here, what is expected from a professional?? Where do I start??

I ve traced few points.
Start up with Self respect. Accept self responsibility. Do not try to run away from the assignments/tasks given to you. In the beginning, everything ll be in greek&Latin. But it is your work and you are supposed to do. And that’s the way u ll learn. You shud be ready to face the risk. Brave people are those who loves challenges. Respect for others. Respect will always be reciprocated.

Whatever we do, is for recognition. Few of them say for Self satisfaction, who ll believe

Be clear in your thoughts. Have clarity on what you speak.

Confidence, Commitment and exposure are the key things for a person to achieve his desired goal, in any circumstances. This statement is from my friend Deepak.

In this competitive world, there is no time for any individual to sit beside you and say the essence of being professional. It is your life. And you have to decide your destiny.

When you are in love with a gal who is thoroughly professional, pray to God…

Jun 7, 2009

My Childhood days

My Childhood days. My parents joined me in Sacred Heart high school., which is one of the most reputed school in our town. Both my elder sisters were already studying in the same school. So my mother was not concerned much about me as they would take care of me at school.

My childhood friend , my first friend is Suresh. He was a good guy. Lastly I ve seen him in Hyderabad, sometime in Dec, 2007. I ve taken him to my room. He said he was working for a small private firm. It was actually heartening to see him after a long gap.

Few things I could remember in my school days. One day I went on to the dias and gave an answer to a question posed by reader. I was 2 nd std at that time. I ve participated in exhibition in our school. Class members were divided into groups. I was leader for one of the groups. We used to call our classmates with their initials. Like M.Aditya, MJ prashanthi, K pavani,V.Srikanth, these are few names I remember. We used to play cricket. We used to fold papers from our note book and tie them up with Rubber band. That was ball. Exam pad was our bat. Current poll was our wicket. My sister used to always complain to my parents, I was playing in hot sun at school, during lunch hrs. My Sisters are sensitive. The warmth they show for me cannot be calculated. They love me.

It was like, I have to shift my school for my 8 th. My new school was DAV. To mention, it was a well reputed school. 8,9,10 th in DAV. Lot many negatives, only one positive.

I shud say this was the worst period of my life. I was insecure for most of the days in those 3 yrs, for silly reasons. Both my sisters were doing their graduation at that time. No one was present around me to share my grief. In those days mobiles also were not there. I cannot afford to call my sisters, I don’t have money. I always tried to be 1st among boys in our school. There was a stiff competition actually. Whenever my rank in class slipped down, I was down. I was never in a position to enjoy.

I was into my teenage. One thing that would happen to almost 80% guys. It happened for me too. Crush. But many of my classmates were also eyeing her. It was a real torture when I found her talking to any other guy in our class. It was even more torture, when she used to ignore/neglect me. The positive for the 3 years , I was mentioning abt , is the creation of my dreamland. Thoughts of her , I fly into my dreamland, where only happiness exists. No entry for any other feeling. April 2001. I ve actually completed my schooling. I was a loser by that time.

Those 3 years, I ll consider them as years of my life. And She, as gal who made my life. Today the person I am , it is because of her. Such an impact she made on me.

May 30, 2009

My Diary page - 5

I ve attended my uncle ‘s marriage at hyderabad and also marriage of my Project lead, Geetha.

I ve been AP to 5 days this month. work is cool as of now. Two members are newly added into our team,so called NAPS. I am almost senior team member of the team now after geetha .

yesterday, gilly played an amazing knock. He was unstoppable. UPA came to power. Thanks to full majority it got, stock market was a hit. Our security people has blocked most of the sites, including blogspots.

I am planning to have a move on in my career. Enough of satyam. Reason being salary. When i see my fellow cognizant friends salary, i am completely disappointed. Its becoming tough for me to answer when the recruiting company hr asks “why ru trying for a shift from the current one”.

I am into my 24 th month of IT field. I guess all these 24 months really were great, which really made me to discover new person in me. To me I have become more stable in my thoughts. I have grown tremendously technical side. The person I was , 2 years back, don’t even how to code an if statement. Now I feel really happy when people believe in my technical skills. My analytical skills improved to the next level. I am pleased with that. But still I am not such a confident guy. At times, I ll fumble. God, give some energy to overcome this. The only thing which is making me feel much better is that I am loaded with work.

Last year this time(may) I can still remember, almost every weekend, me along with friend Raghu,Praveen,..we used to shop in Spencers, return by 11 in the evening, used to have dinner in Ponnu dhaba, then go to the terrace, gossip on all useless topics, go to sleep by 2PM in the morning. Not even a single minute thought of money. But this year, things are changed. Raghu got transferred to Hyderabad. I really miss him. Gap between me and Praveen increased, reason being mismatch of ideas. He found his new friends and vice versa. We have a TV in our room now. Looking for cost cutting measures in most of the aspects.

I have to purchase a Laptop and bike. It requires around 1 lakh for that. I guess 6 months are enough. Which means when I write a blog in December I shud write I have taken a laptop and bike. Let us see.

Apr 22, 2009

My Diary page - 4

today its holiday for our office, some srilanka tamilians issue. the owner of this laptop, my dearest friend srikanth, he went to play cricket. politics and IPL have been the topics of my interest these days apart from my work. i am living a dream these days. my executive hostel is a wonderful place to stay in. super friends, who always criticize kings punjab. arguments in evenings. i ve put a bet with one of my friends on yuvraj that he ll hit maximum no of sixes in IPL.

my room mate PRAMIT, how can i miss him out to mention in my blog. he works for cognizant. its already 2 months we are sharing the room. i ve noticed he is very punctual. before i wake up, he used to go to office. one thing i could say on him is he is so dedicated. he is lot matured than me. has a clear vision and knows exactly what he is doing. he stays aways from arguments, very soft. i ve hardly seen him getting aggresive. way to go.


last week we had a discussion on political parties which turned into argument.the rest of my gang were supporting lok satta. my support is always for megastar.it started around 10 after we had lunch ended around 1 30 in the morning.after many days, i was into such kind of discussion. such things we used to have in our b tech days.


april 20. its birthday of my first crush. sathvika.

good to see myself in a good position in my project. last week there was a mail asking for information of critical resources in project. i too have received that mail. its heartening to see my project manager referring me as a critical resource.

punjab has already lost 2 matches. i wish them all the best. i am sure they ll bounce back.

Mar 9, 2009

My Diary Page - 3

Its already time for me to leave for the day.I ve lot of work to do and that too have to be completed by this friday. I always have this habbit of taking things to the last minute. Today i can complete part of my work. But i ll never do that. It s my nature. Tomorrow is there na. This kind of attitude. It came since my childhood. How can i change it now??? too muck an ask. I still remember during my engineering days too, same case.

I ve to mention about one person. She 's very much dedicated towards work. I really like such kind of people. surely I am not of that kind.

All these days i mean from sep 2008 to mar2009, these are in heaven days for me. Its all b 'coz of my dearest Project Lead. Wat a person??? We ll encounter lots of people in our life. But only few people really make an impact. He is SUPER.

I ll definitely criticize myself, when I go to sleep today, for not effectively using the day. The satisfaction which we get on completing the work in time, cannot be measured. This is wat I feel. I am feeling like, I am getting more philosophical.

Yuvraj should learn not to get out when he is around 100. I felt very bad for him yesterday, as credit went to sachin, which actually Yuvraj deserve. But he hit 6 sixes, that 's enough for a hardcore fan like me.

Mar 3, 2009

Letter to a galfrnd who is getting married

Yet again a super forward mail I ve received. one thing to mention at this point. Actually one of my B tech class mate, now working in the same organization where i am currently working , sent me this mail. She was the most good looking gal of our class. for 4 yrs of my course, not even a single time i ve spoken to her. But now I became enough close to her that she includes my name too in her friends list.

Hey…hhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm sorry Hai,

Don`t know what to address you with friend, dear, darling, sweety…

I know that you are good, fine and healthy (you showed your health certificate recently). I am also good but could have been better. Some heart problem has started. Ok you forget it.

Embarrassed to hear that you are getting married to an exported Indian (now in US) guy. But still India is GREATTT!!!. You could`ve looked for an Indian guy like me. Ok forget it.

But, It`s hard to digest for me (so having medicine for proper digestion) and I feel depressed that why are you not marrying me? I spent so much of useful and useless time with you. I can never forget our yesteryear`s life in near and far future. Anyway, I wish you many many happy returns of your future.

I heard that the guy looks handsome and nicely paid. I too earn a lot here in India. But cost of living in US is high and comparison with savings both stand in same position. I am going to gym regularly and facial wash often (you know that) to look smart. You were appreciating my bulging biceps (hope you haven`t forgotten). I think am comparably looking smarter than that guy except that I don’t have French beard as am comfortable with Indian beard. Ok you forget it.

You told that he has invested on shares. But, I have invested on you (ice creams, chocolates, movies, trips, pizza, disco, recharge your sim, gifts, your scooty tires, etc.) without expecting any returns. But I got your friendly love and caring which is very precious to me. It`s Ok forget it.

He is from very good family background seems. I am not from bad family. My family is world famous in my area. Ok forget it.

You told me that he don`t have any girl friends. I don’t believe this but still without a girl friend how can he realize the essence of love? See at least I have one, that’s you. Ok forget it da.

I am wondering what more in him? What less in me? But still I wish you happy married life forever. Let him keep you happy always else I feel like killing him in my dreams. please don`t tell him about this, otherwise he may kill me.

My sincere request: If you are blessed with a baby boy after your marriage (5-6years)you keep my name to your kid and love him a lot. If you are booned with a baby girl keep my wife name to your kid (I`ll inform her name once I get married).

My gentle reminder: Please don’t tell him about our so called friendship, because he may be possessive and your marriage may breakup. You know I was very protective towards you, never possessive. Ok you forget all those.

Don`t invite me for your marriage. I will not come and create any nuisance there. You send me your marriage DVD, I will watch alone in a dark room silently with my broken (damaged) heart. I`m handing you to your husband with my heavy heart (my heart weighs in pounds which is costlier than US$dollars).

Before your marriage: I am your friend, guide, care taker, joker, protector, slave, transporter, listener (to your junk words), everything for you.

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I recommend: Don`t forget to forget me after your marriage. Even though it’s difficult for me to forget you. Somehow I will convince myself.

I will wait for 2-3 years after your marriage to become normal. I will marry to a girl my parents show me without uttering a single word even though how bad she may be.

Please ignore my grammatical bugs (you know am not rich in English language-please adjust).

Then what else? I will tell you more, you see, you know,… no, it’s Ok forget me… bye…

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Ur`s… sorry not Your`s,

What can I say, boy friend, friend, am confused… forget da… take care lifelong…

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(Destroy this letter after you read otherwise it may create problem for you)

Cheers!!!

Rajendra

Feb 27, 2009

My Diary Page - 2

After a gap of around 2 months, I ve been to my home. One of the reason( for long gap ) being Raju 's episode. A four days trip. from my busy life, i really found some time for me to refresh.This trip is special to me. It gave me ampful time to realize wat i am for. Am I going in the right direction.

In my journey to my home,a group of passengers who were sitting near me, rejected biryani when they came to know its 35 rs. Not even a single time i thot like that. 35 rs means its almost nothing to me till then. I ve talked to one of them, asked him how much he earns. he said he 's a carpenter and he earns 100 rs a day .It came as a eye opener for me, food worth 35 rs is not affordable for them.

I ve watched Slumdog. The movie was good. First when i saw the hero of the movie in the promos, i felt he is ok.but in the movie, he acted really well. India lost 20-20 both the matches. Now the actual test started for our team.

I ve to pay my credit card bill for the last month. First time I ve used it. My favorite month is February. On 28 th itself we ll get our salary.

Jan 8, 2009

My Dairy Page-1

For the past one month, personally I feel things are getting repetitive. Daily routine being the same. Wake up at 8. After having daily alerts, starting to office by 8 50.Changing share autos and reaching office by 9 20.Then going thru mails followed by breakfast. Again waiting for friends for lunch. Evening tea break that’s a must. Leaving back to home by 8 PM in the evening. Watching TV along with friends, while having dinner going to bed by 11. For most of the working days last month, it’s the same schedule.

No thrills. No surprises. Life ‘s Boring. The only enjoyment for me personally are the CSR(corporate social responsibilities) activities. It gave me immense satisfaction, though one of the days of my weekend is lost.

Last month we went to “Rab ne”. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Personally I felt it shud have been much better than actually wat it is. When we were watching the movie, a gang of telugu speaking people were sitting behind us. A group of 8, 4 guys 4 gals, they belong to cognizant. These people are creating hell for all other viewers. But that’s accepted, being youth. But these people are not willing to showcase themselves as telugu people, as if they lose their pride. It was disgusting. But I know its waste of time to think of these people who feel uncomfortable to show their real identity.

Dec 31 st nite. This time, fun at its fullest. Excellent evening. Having completed all office work by around 6 30. I ve marched to TCO,cognizant for my friend, Karthik. Srikanth joined us. We three went to nearby restaurant, where we had biryani, tandoori. God, the food was delicious. Not even a single time we visited that restaurant, though we were staying near to it for the past one year. It happens. Then srikanth left back to his hostel. We moved to our home. Our colleagues invited us to their room for the evening . By 11 PM, as we entered their room, Party already started. We joined them. Though I donno dance (of course no one present there knew itJJ ), but I tried to take a chance. We went to the roof top shouted at nearby hostels ‘ Happy New Year’. That was not the end. We had some funny discussion about our happenings in office. By that time it was 2 in the morning. Few wickets fell by this time. Myself, Rahul, karthik and sudhir we still continued. By the time we reached back our home, it was 4 in the morning. Unforgettable.