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I am still finding my way to the self Actualization. Straight Forward and believes in NO miracle. Understand that there is unseen power following us throughout and our each breath is being watched. So be cautious and cultivate for eternal world.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Kawal- A Mystery Life

It's about 'a being' fighting real hard to get off of the glutinous bed of ICU since last 92 days. Kawal has always been a mystery boy for all of us all through the time I and others had known to him, ‘mystery’ because... his expressions and acts never followed each other, his vigor and reasons never synched to a meaningful gesture, his dips and highs in life had same behavioral characteristics.


The first day I met Kawal was in Windsor Manor, Bangalore... Yes, the 5 star hotel where Bangalore's Royal Challengers and Kolkatta's Knight Riders were hosted, for their kick off match of the mighty IPL, but anyways.... we were there for a 3 day ITIL training. He was introduced to me as one of my team member in the same process and very soon he was my buddy, waiting no more I counted him in my likeminded list.

Kawal...! as I know him was a very light hearted and hardly seen his weary face in any given circumstances. There was something lacking in him and holding him back very strongly, he could not project his potential to the extent that he actually could. What was it? What was holding him from back? Why is he not making that efforts to come out to show his real talent? Who is his family ? Where are they? Why is he all alone? Does he have any problems? What kind? Can I help him? And.... so many questions may arise in one's mind.


Kawal was punctual and I don’t think he had any words like 'No', 'Not', 'Don’t' or others beckoning the negative signal in his dictionary. For every conclusion we arrive to, his answer would be a BIG nod with his strong acceptance and his 'Pagdi' would make a 180 deg inverse pendulum swing. Dedication and sincerity was most obvious and usual ingredients of his temperament. His silent and sober behavior was often finds a dreary character in him but behind his abstemious looking temperament there was something rotating somewhere deep in his mind with an immense velocity often concealed by his cool textured smile and sometimes he misses to hide it, hence makes it too obvious for us to do the guess work…

Monday, December 28, 2009

Corporate Motivation- The Candle Problem

Short and yet Powerful speech by 'Daniel Pink'- The Candle Problem

Thursday, December 24, 2009

ICICICICI... Support- A Torturous Experience

ICICI-I don’t know what that means but I guess it is big name in Banking and Financial services.... It also sometime looks like an 'Aptitude Question on Series' ICICI.....? the perceived image of this BIG name in my mind had just crumpled. It all started with a phone call that I made in the night... The message rolled-down into my ears something like this 'their customer services in Hyderabad may be haywire until the 'Telangana' heat is at its peak, so don’t get alarmed if their person get your call in just couple of hours'... 2 prime things to be noted here:

1. Are these guys opening their Pandora box that they have their services ONLY in Hyderabad? There is no DR location?
2. They are making this very obvious that they are highly incapable of managing calls even at the late hours where call volume is supposed to be low.

The story doesn’t end here.... Like Shah Rukh says.... 'Picture abhi baaki hai mere dost',

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Road to Chennai - (20th-22nnd Dec 2009)


Travelling is what I like but not driving, with 3 kids and especially when 2 of them are brats who usually give me a hard time even for short distances. I somehow gathered few ounces of courage to drive on NH7 and cranked my Scorpio’s engine at around 8:30AM on Sunday from Bangalore, I was kind of sluggishly driving through the dusty Hosur road… The only mysteries of Bangalore in my mind is ‘by when the construction on the roads will cease’ and ‘by when the pedestrians of Bangalore stop liking to walk on the oozing sewage water and stop feeling fresh with toxic carbon monoxide. Well… slowly started crawling along the lanes in between the long streams of trucks and earth movers…. I was sloping down the NH7 towards the other end and I begin to twirl around my head to see the directions…. But what… I see less of English and more of curvy and bosomy Tamil script….