08
Feb
10

If I’m killed by the questions like a cancer……

….I’ll be buried in the silence of the answer.

Horrible, horrible month of January. Even worse, it’s like the drainage system of Bombay that got clogged and all the shit has now spilt on to February as well. My first week of this month has two bill cycles, two TRAI reviews, two migration reviews all compressed in cos’ some of the pending activities from January. The fact that I am blogging at 5:20 am on a Monday morning is evidence enough of badly my life sucks right now.

Bhagwan jab deta hai to chappar phad ke deta hai but jab phadta hai to poore phad phad ke rakh deta hai

I want out !!!

07
Feb
10

Dilli ki sardi

Credit: Pranav Singh

Usually, I don’t have much good to say about Delhi. The roads are big but so are people’s egos. The only people from Delhi I like are the people I know. But when you meet strangers, the only thing that hits you in your face is their obnoxious attitude. However, for the past two years, I’ve been spending the winters in Delhi and I have to admit, I LOVE IT. I wish Bombay had those kind of winters. The incredibly cold, dry wind rushing against your body is one of my favorite feelings. In college, I was made fun of because I loved sticking my head out of the college bus window like a dog cause I loved the feeling of the wind on my face. And 8 degrees in Delhi or 42 degrees in Chennai, I love that feeling. And the fog! Oh man, I can’t believe I’m saying this but I love that too. I got a chance to drive an SX4 through it and man, what an exhilarating experience ! I won’t say my driving was much appreciated by either A or B – owners of the precious SX4 but wow! Awesome! I mean just imagine, that you can’t see the chowk bang in the middle of the road about 10 ft away. All you can see is the blinker lights of the car ahead suddenly moving to the left and then again to the right and then you go – “Oh yeah! Now I see it!” It was so thick then that I knew I was near my guest house but couldn’t see beyond the pavements across the road ! So had to get off and hoof it there ! Scary but Whattay!!!! There were times when we got off work at 8 p.m. and had to go back cos’ the fog was getting too thick (We had to get back and work at the guesthouse :( ). Work till around 1 a.m. and then head down to the 24-hour cafe nearby for some awesome hot espresso and maybe some grub. Felt like heaven even without a Raymond’s suit. I mean, I remember me and my colleague went out at around 10 pm for some soul-searching….(actually, it was spirit-searching, the one you find in a Signature bottle) and all we could see was a wall of white! Somewhere in the distance, we finally saw some lights and some vague shadows of people. First law: People+lights+fog+10pm+Friday night = Theka ! And we were right ! But we took 20 minutes for the walk back cos’ we had to keep straining our eyes to find the silhouette of the guest house. And well, nothing and I mean nothing beats the hot tea, the Maggi noodles or the occasional sutta (I really mean occasional) at 11 am when we took a break from some seriously brain-numbing work !!

I even remember at one time, I could see the sun directly at 12 noon through the fog without even squinting my eyes. And let me tell you, an orange sun at 12 noon through a white blanket of air (Really!) was simply amazing !!

01
Feb
10

Suicide notes

“Hey ! Heard you were not doing good ! Kya hua?”

“Well, I took sleeping pills and ended up in hospital instead of heaven”

And that was the casual reply that I got from a friend who decided to give up on life and tried a book a one-way ticket out of this world. First, of all, the Queen B (as I will call her) was never one to give up easy. I would agree she had some incredibly good highs and some pretty miserable downs. A failed marriage (I seem to have a lot of friends going down that path! What the fuck !!!) followed by an equally miserable heart-break. Living with parents, who taunted her and made her feel unwanted, she finally decided that she really was a bad person and decided to give it all up. It wasn’t until I met her last week till I realized what I had almost lost in a real caring person. The Queen is frankly, incredibly full of love and care. One of those who is brilliantly expressive about how she feels, really full of life, and frankly deserves a better hand of cards at life’s table than the ones she’s constantly dealt. And more importantly, one with a big heart who can’t get angry at me for too long despite my obvious absent-mindedness and constant ditching.

What really killed me was how a person this full of life could fall under the kind of pressure that made want to end it all. I was always believed that people who commited suicide deserved it or more specifically were better off that way. They could only make others miserable with their existence. Harsh? Absolutely. An honest opinion? Yep.  But this one incident has made me reconsider that.

I don’t think people drive themselves to suicide alone .  If suicide is the edge of the cliff, the person may be the engine pushing the car forward but society can be the accelerator. Or the brake. If her close-knit friends (mea culpa) had spent that much more time trying to get where she was coming from, this shit could have been avoided. If society stopped commenting on her single status, this shit could have been stopped. If her parents less embaressed about her divorce, this shit could have been stopped. I mean, I can only remember that she did talk to me and at times, come close to breaking down,  but never did I once fathom that it would come to this. Sometimes, that’s the problem. The feeble voice for help is never loud as the bitching and the cribing. That’s what we should really listen out for. But that’s what we tend to tune ourselves out of.

The power of society really amazes me. I remember she was keen on moving out from her parents’ house which I supported completely. More importantly, she felt it was maybe a wrong move. Wrong move? The only thing I found wrong was that she was shifting because of a negative compulsion (parental pressure). I thought this was the most beatuiful moment in a person’s life. She was no longer ambitious, felt the need to move from her parent’s house and frankly, well had no committments. It was like a God-given gift to be severed from the manipulative strings of personal ambition, committments to others and the fear of poverty and destitution. She could now live her life wherever she wanted, however she wanted. Not everyone gets a chance like that. Definitely not me. That gave her some food for thought. I just hope she gets thinking a lot more on that. It definitely gave me a lot more to chew on.  Damn! What kind of world are we living in? What kind of world are we bequeathing our children?

08
Jan
10

Interesting – Airtel launches its app store now

Bharti gets into the app game: Bharti Airtel To Launch AppCenter In Feb 2010; Things Telcos Must Do

Though, i’m a little puzzled about how this is going to work out: Cloud or handset? Handset seems a bit dicey since different handsets, different OS, versions of various types of pain in the ass. Cloud? Medianama talks about that….may work except given that the online processing/ bandwidth will have to be faster than the handset processor to act as a substitute…..

20
Dec
09

8 bar – Baar baar !!

Heylo Internet. Just downloaded Ejay SE at Z’s house (this is probably the fifth time I’m downloading this ! Where the hell do I put those install files is beyond me !). Anyways, came up with this 3:20 starter. A lot more coming up cos’ this software i addictive.

Anyways, this is for your listen. An original ! (Thankfully!)

8 bar – baar baar by Braindumped

13
Dec
09

Memories of the old – SOM, IIT BOmbay

I was just going through the old photographs on my hard disk and I came across the photos of the HR Continuum during my days at SOM. I want to pen this down right now so that it remains a memory with me forever.

What I learnt at SOM:

1) People are seldom what they seem: Actually , I mean this in a positive way. I mean I worked with people I hardly knew. Frankly, they were their own group and I was kinda the outsider. But then, I guess I gelled pretty well. So what I knew about them from just knowing them by name and their behaviour in class was totally different from what I realized they were once we got working. Pretty amazing public :)

2) Different people – different perspectives – same goal – mission accomplished: What everyone else wanted was placements – what I wanted was to put SOM on the HR map – the challenge of a turnaround if you will with unfortunately, no focus on placements – the middle ground was one hell of an event

3) Push the topics along with the event: Another difference between sys conti and HR conti and one thing I to some extent had to face the flak for – the thing was the system continuum poster said “IT – The Road Ahead” and left it at that. While the HR poster included was the topics that were going to be discussed. It ended up making the poster looking a little messy cos of that , it still was the single reason that we got the attendees.
Just a by is that we got the topics very much bang-on. It was not the usual crap – we had topics that were pertinent but seldom discussed. Given that while the topics to some extent differed from what we had put up in the poster (due to operational reasons) they were 1)Important 2) Fresh 3)SELDOM DISCUSSED

4) Discuss, involve , share !! The key differentiator between system continuum and the HR continuum – we decided to push our concept documents and all updates down the chute of the SOM ‘06 mail group – encouraged transparency, discussions, and critiques and comments over lunch, dinner et al – a lot of times they pushed us to the limit !!In terms of deadlines, budgets and all that – and finally, we got all the support we needed to push the continuum to the level we reached.
Another and the most important result of this was that we were able to contact 2 Ph.D. guys who were primarily responsible for the high quality of speakers that we ended up getting

5) People who can screw you will: It’s simple – the mistake I made – i freaked out cos there was not enough time to get the posters and the invitations and I made enormous commitments to the printer bastard in terms of the cash for the posters. Am i pissed with him ? Of course not ! He did what he should. I messed up and it has been one of the most important lessons I have learnt

6) Practicing alchemy: Basic funda is turn horse shit into gold. We had huge problems of delivering the posters through couriers since they (posters) came out pretty late. Thus, we had no choice but to deliver some of the posters personally. However, this turned golden cos of the approach of personalized and individual invitations.

7) Call the girls, the guys come free :) : K, this works for only sex-starved areas like IITB. One post about where we were expecting public to come from and BOOM !! IITB was there :)

8) NEVER NEVER NEVER EVER EVER EVER GIVE UP: All caps and for a reason. I guess the lowest point of the entire process was getting rejection after rejection after endless chases and ending up with sudden dead-ends. I am talking about sponsors. The primary reason why the poster came out late was that 1) No title sponsor 2) No associate sponsor 3) No media sponsor – So u can understand how crazily miserable we felt …. but quite frankly, we had no choice and had to go on….not that we suddenly got major gold as such .. we landed SBI as title sponsor ( they would sponsor simply to have a relationship with us rather than for HR Conti), no associate sponsor and a media sponsor I have never heard of till then called Human Capital ( based in Delhi ) but then having a sponsor with a name like that did give us credibility tho’- this relieved us of quite a lot of tension and got us working in full force and with complete enthusiasm

9) Chase !! : Yeah, that was one thing we had to keep doing. Some targeted cos. was to be handled only by the placecom and we had to constantly chase these guys to get the job done. Even in another case when we got missed calls (inquiries) in class, I went down during the break to return every single one of those calls . Net result : The VP (HR) of Essar Oil came as a delegate, and almost 90% of the people whose call I returned ended up coming

10) The old way of doing things is not the best way of doing things: One of my most important lessons. We had a lecture by Sri Sri Ravi Shankar a month before we started work on the Continuum and one person asked them “If this spirituality sessions are so important, why are you charging for it?. After all, yours is not a for-profit organization.” Pat came the reply: “If I don’t charge for it, people do not value it enough.” That one sentence kept reverberating in my head like some kind of hip-hop beat and for the first time in any continuum, we actually charged for attending the seminar (obviously differentials for industry candidates and students). That alone attracted attention to the symposium and made it a success.

12
Dec
09

Mentoring in the music industry

I have always followed music both from an auditory sense as well as the impact of its stars on the rest of the genre. With this context, one of the reasons I have been a fan of hip-hop is its ability to get music of non-commercially produced stuff (yet!) out on the streets. Also, the level of mentoring that happens in the genre is unprecedented. Whether it was Dre discovering Snoop in a mixtape or Eminem at an interview or even Jay-Z giving Rihanna and Kanye West the chance to shine (I think Kanye West really sucks but he IS successful). Or even when Eminem got 50 Cent on board and has been pushing his old pals D-12 on to the limelight (dragging them along is more like it. While guys like Bizarre and the late Proof are talented, they really never got their real shine in the spotlight).

Now in my other favorite genre, Trance, (it’s one of the few genres that I really like the commercial producers or rather, the top-rated DJs rather than just the underdogs) never really came up with that kinda support for its up-and-coming artists. Except now. In a recent note on his website, Tiesto talks about the DJ Top 100 list where he says:

It’s a big thing for most of the promoters and most of them will book DJ’s that are high on this list. That made me think, because if that’s the case the voting is important. Especially to breed new talent.
There are so many new great young DJ’s out there that I feel it’s time to give them a chance. I appreciate all the love and support I get from all over the world but I won this award three times so if I would win it a fourth time, it wouldn’t make a difference for my career.
For the new talented DJ’s around the world it could make a difference, so I would like to ask all the people who support me to vote for new talent.

A lot of people think that Tiesto has gone old, repetitive and basically not killing it like he used to do with “Traffic”, “Flight 643″, or “Just Be”. But this statement does generate a lot of hope for the new guys on the trance and house block

12
Dec
09

Sexy paintings by Audrey Kawasaki

LOL ! Since I’ve started updating this blog on a regular basis, it seems that some of the stuff that I’ve fallen in love with is from Boing Boing. Here is another one:

Audrey Kawasaki, is launching an exhibition at the Jonathan Levine Gallery called called Hajimari. She has posted some WIPs on her blog here which I have well and truly fallen in love with. Any New Yorkers calling themselves my friends will truly and completed have washed away any antagonisms I have towards them if they can buy me this for my birthday (I am a freeloader. It is what I do best!)

12
Dec
09

So you wanna be Adam?

Remember Adam from the Sistene Chapel? How would you like to be him?

Interesting spin on one of the sexiest works of art of the Renaissance era

The whole idea is that the painting is called the “Rebirth of Adam”. So the notion is being reborn after visiting the plastic surgeon.

From Null We Know

12
Dec
09

Jerm IX

May sound lazy but ’nuff sai. More of JermIX’s work here

From the Wooster.




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