Today evening, something just drew me to the the place that changed the way the past few years have evolved. Could not keep away from that road and building that I´ve been avoiding for the past so many years. I walk up the ramp slowly to the topmost floor.The Nepali guard watches me from the corner of his eye. I enter the ward with an excuse and in moments it all gets back in flashes. The beeps and the smell get back memories of days spent here hoping against hope.The ward is just the same. The smell lingers. Just that there is someone else on the bed there. Yet another flame struggling to thrive against the odds.

Someone just couldn´t look in the mirror on April 14th 1999. The plate with assorted fruits and various other items is brought back home without capturing the gaze.And then things changed.

That lad said chances are 60pc! 10 whole years and still I fail to understand on what basis the probability was decided.

Look in the mirror, Moron. Come what may.

The week that was…

It´s been a long long long week! Looks like the client out there has suddenly decided to catch up on things. Deployments are happening pretty frequently and every team claims to be on fire to push their deployment across. Next week looks to be even more hectic.But guess it´s all a part of sweet sweet life :).

Caught up with two books this week.

How Starbucks saved my life – Michael Gill

One of those simple yet powerful books that I´ve read after Richard Branson´s Losing my Virginity. At 60+, fired by a person whom he himself  had recommended, Michael walks you through his life as he miserably tumults down from the post of a Creative director at an advertising firm JWT. Exposed to the elite corporate lifestyle for 25+ years he brings out the mental stress he passes through having to work in a Starbucks store as a bartender. He soon learns to come to terms with life; learns to let go of his ego and finally builds up a ripe career at Starbucks. Working at Starbucks in the lower rungs of the hierarchial ladder he lucidly brings out what the real sense of Job satisfaction is and how important it is to respect the job you do however menial it is.

A perfect five on five! If you´ve still not read this book…High time you order!

Go Kiss the world – Subroto Bagchi

Happened to purchase this book from the Strand store just out of impulse. A quick simple read. One of those books that surprisingly got over in a couple of hours. Give´s you insight into how Mindtree was born and how they shaped up. One stark feature of this book is that though each chapter is good in its own sense, there seems to be no continuity in the flow. Wouldn´t really fall into the autobiography groove – Probably a mix of history and gyan. That said you may want to give it a shot

I would give it a 3.5 on a five point scale.

Scoop from the greener side:

  • Registered for the Jalori pass – National Himalayan Mountain Biking Expedition 2009 Off to Kulu – Manali – Aut in May – Yippee!Would be byking with 19 other unknown morons for 8 straight days. Their itinerary sounds pretty relaxing though..Gotta wait and watch. That followed by the marriage of a close friend. Seems to be  a promising outing! – All now hangs on my leave being approved!
  • Moved from Ibex to Ubuntu Studio. Had to install OpenOffice and a couple of other apps. Feels good with a different feel 😉
  • Upgarded the WP version. Played safe and backed up the data. Fell through smoothly though!
  • Tweaked the HydVentura website a bit. Lots of modification yet to be done.
  • Missed the HBC race. So did a short ride this weekend circumventing the Osmania Univ.

Keep off the grass!

Just another book from an IIM grad. Don’t these nuts have any work? Five point someone, Joker in the pack and now this? Guess even I’ve got to start writing on my sulking life in SCSVMV!

I was just looking around the racks searching for William Fotheringham’s ‘Put me back on my bike’ when I chance upon ‘Keep me off the grass’. Not finding anything else interesting I decide to give this a shot. Way back home in the bus as I read the first few pages, I start getting queer views from people beside me. I care a damn and am instantly engrossed in the book. Surprisingly, every other page has something or the other that gets you beaming out. Be it the typical ‘Collegian’ lingo or the out of the box expressions and language.

If ‘Joker in the pack’ in someway touched upon the lifestyle in the IIMs, this book in various ways has brought about the other side of it. How true only an insider would be able to judge but for a debut novel this is a kickass hit. The story is woven around an immigrant confused desi Investment banker from the WallStreet coming down to the IIM-B in the pretext of exploring India and reaching out to his roots. Unrealistically hilarious, this debut novel of his would indeed strike a chord amidst any person who’s graduated from the IIMs or for that instance anyone who’s experienced college. The pages reek of marijuana and ganja that you’d be stoned by just reading it! Ah and if you’re one of those who is averse to using or reading the so called ‘unparliamentary’ words – this book is not for you.

The epilogue is the best part.Karan tactically walks you through a  self realisation high for sometime and leaves it to you to answer a few questions which seem to crop up in everyone’s mind now and then but is rarely given much thought. Indeed an interesting read!

You can purchase the book here

How contrasting can your own opinions be? Why do you humans [ Remember? I’m not one 🙂 ! ] take things for granted ? 🙂