Hibernating!!!!!!!!!

Its been quite sometime I wrote something......
But so much has happened in the last few days!!Good and bad :-) :-(

Well, quit MindTree, went to Indore and met up with all my relatives, had fun and good family time, hmmmm bad news ofcourse is that i was suffering from chicken pox and it took real real long time to heal.
Was so excited about my new life (College life), but projec has been assigned even before i've joined!Not like thats brought down the excitement but yes the fun part......
College starts 5th july(Ya for all those ppl who din't know, I'm joining Symbiosis Institute of Media and Communication for my masters ;-) ).....
I miss bangalore, those parties, office gossip, trek, salsa, everything!!!!!Man I miss all my friends....
There's so much I wanna write but I guess I'll leave it here!!!!!!
Will hopefully get back soon!!

I'm so happy right now!!
1 mail can change your life!!!!!!!

ADIOS MINDTREE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This one's gonna be big(Next Post)....
I'm falling short of words right now....
But here's a big thanks to everyone at Mindtree.Thanks for all the love and affection!! So much have I learnt here...I'll cherish the memory of this beautiful place..........
Mindtree truely ROCKZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Noone Loves me, Noone cares for me :-(

Was reading a blog about author not being perfectionist and the next day I get a letter from my best friend. That’s when I decided to write this blog, though quite similar to the other blogger’s pattern, the ideas and feelings are absolutely mine.
Well, it’s been a while, actually from the time I started working, I feel no one really cares for me, no one loves me no more! At times, when I’m alone and I want to talk to someone, I don’t know who from the 498 contacts in my phone I should call! There’s not one person I can call without thinking twice. Haven’t mentioned it to anyone but I just feel so low at times! But, I have only hurt all those people who love me and care for me, so why should they bother anyway?
I haven’t been able to live up to my parent’s expectations:
· I dirty my room each day (when at home) and expect mom to clean it for me!
· I argue with Dad about anything and everything just because I wanna be heard!
· I yell at Mom if any of my things are missing when I go home.
· I hardly call them up.
· My only conversations with Dad off late have been when I wanted money.
· I hardly spend time with them when I go home.
· I avoid discussing my future with them.
· I blame Mom for everything that’s not falling in place.
· I don’t entertain the guests at home, something ‘m expected to do!!
But, Dad-Mom, I love you and I feel miserable after behaving like that. Every time I fall, I realize you are the only people who are standing two steps behind to hold me! I’m Sorry for everything…..

I have been a problem some sibling L :
· I call him when I’m feeling low and sad. But, I’m never there when he needs me.
· I crib, cry, yell every time and bother him for hours.. But I never spend time listening to him.
· I over react each time he advices me about my life, career!
· I do the opposite of what he asks me to.
· I look up to him and talk about him to the whole world, but I show him like I really don’t bother!
· I fight with him, hurt him.
· I can’t still believe I took him out shopping with his broken hand and bruised leg!
· I piss him to no end and take him for granted.
· I never tell him about all my happy days, but if I’ve had a bad day, I call him and make sure he’s there to console me!
· I spend his money like water, without realizing how hard he works for every penny!
Bro, you are the one person I live and die for, in the TRUEST sense. At times, I do act weird and cocky, but I love you no matter what! I keep my ego above you, I’m trying to change. I don’t intend to hurt u! It just happens. Please forgive me. I’m not perfect.

I have been such a bad Friend:
· I talk but hardly listen.
· I argue for everything and more often than not, for no reason.
· I throw my tantrums anywhere, anytime and they are there.
· I love them so much but never tell them that I do.
· I put my price each time.
· I want everyone to agree and be friends again the first time I apologize, while they have to beg and be nice and sweet to me for 2-3 days.
· I want things “MY WAY” always!
· I can never take jokes in the right spirit but expect them to!
· I just bother them all so much and they’re still there for me.
· I’m unreasonable, unrealistic and demanding.
· I hate sharing my friends.
And this list is endless….
But guys, yes all of you, you’ve become an integral part of my life. I know, I’ve never made a good friend but I’m trying. I’m sorry for all those times I’ve hurt you. I hope you guys are gonna be there for me every time I need you like ALWAYS!! Love you ALL…….

Please understand, I’m not perfect.. I’m trying to be better but I need your love and care for that….

YEPPIE..............

Yahoooooooooooooooooooooooo...Its my 50th blog!!
I'm lovin it ;-)

Have you ever felt special when a face breezes by you?
Have you ever found someone flawless?
Has the world seemed perfect to you suddenly?
Have you just stayed happy because of someone’s presence around (mere presence?)

Male Chauvinist Pigs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

“Men are all Pigs”, said I.
“Cuz most women are dumb”, replied ma friend immediately!

This was with reference to some remark he made about someone. Well, I pounced on him arguing about why we are not dumb and more intelligent than men! I began citing examples of our intelligence and the fact proving men being Chauvinists and rude and cheap and what not!

And, this friend of mine is proud to claim that he is an MCP and all of those who know me also know how strong a feminist I am. So the discussion was in vain as both of us refused to agree with the other. And then someone interrupted to change the topic which is a common scene every time we meet.

But, I sat back and thought about a lot of things related to our discussions. I was wondering if men enjoy being called Chauvinists! Is it like a status symbol, “Like you know I have a girl friend, Like you know I’m an MCP and proud to be one???????”
Is that how they try to prove they are more superior? Or is it a way of showing strength?
I keep wondering, why is it that men seeking to bond and avoid potential conflict, endless talk of women has always been the coin of the realm? In this discourse, of course, women are routinely “OBJECTIFIED”. While often restrained in the presence of the opposite sex, amongst themselves men giggle and leer over women who live up to some social standard of sex appeal, or the opposite of it.

It’s so easy for a guy to say, that girl is such a bitch!! She is this and that, she does this and that?? How much ever we talk about women equality, 21st century world and things of the like, fact still remains, “it’s a man’s world”! Holds true at least in India.
The other day, one of my friends was telling me how a man slapped his wife on the airport and created a scene. When an educated man doesn’t know how to respect women, I’m sorry but he doesn’t even have the rights to be called civilized!!

There is nothing that the MCP’s loathe more than ball-busting women, as they perceive them. It’s the insecurity that they might be overtaken by their opposite sex. It’s the mental block that each individual builds in a period of time. I don’t completely blame the individuals; it’s more to do with the society! Why is it still true that people give birth until there’s a boy child born? (I don’t say it happens everywhere but yes, it’s still prevalent!). Why is it still true that people are not very serious about a girl’s professional career? Why is it that one’s guy friends don’t want the gal to be a part of the sports team because they think they’re gonna loose? Why is it that a gal is asked to shut up when two guys are talking or discussing? Why is it that guys think we are weak with General Knowledge?

An article titled The Hillary haters” published recently underscored this fact. Those men who were there to attack Hillary could not really explain to the article’s author why they felt so angry about her. More often than not, men (read MCP’s, not all u nice guys who respect women), don’t even know why they are doing it.

What’s so great about being a man? That you don’t have to face all the hardships we need to!! Or that you don’t have to be scared about any time of the day?

Well, I find no reason why a man has to misbehave or ill-treat a gal just because she is a gal! This blog came up also cuz I witnessed an incident that shouldn’t have happened! But, the point ‘m trying to make here is, feel superior for what u have done or achieved, not because you are born as a male!!

PS: No offence meant to any particular individual or sex, but to the mentality!

Thought For Today!!

"Noone can make you feel inferior without your consent"
~Hellen Keller

MindTree Mini Marathon'08!!!!!!!!!!!

“Its not about how far you can run, its how far you can push yourself…”
~ An ancient Greek Saying

It is rather odd, that with all the major modes of transport in this world, man today has converted his most primal mode of movement, walking or running, into an exercise. I for one, have always preferred to be on a two or a four wheeler, than running around for something or the other. Or rather, this preference was something that was an integral part of me, till sometime back.

The meeting on the first day, for the MindTree Mini Marathon was a revelation in itself. How difficult can it be to organize a marathon, was the thought that was running through my mind over and over again. For one, I didn’t see the reason why so many people were required to pull of something I considered so very minor. I was in for a surprise.

The MindTree Mini Marathon had practically nothing mini about it. Its mini nature was thwarted by the great deal of preparation it took to get it in place. For one, the marathon was not being run on a straight track, and hence required constant monitoring to ensure that us, otherwise hard working honest people, wouldn’t take the shorter route to victory.
My ideas took a serious beating when I realized that it would take several meetings to ensure that the event took off without any hitches or glitches. Strategies were made, plans were worked on and groups in charge of various different activities were done. Murthy, with utmost care and diligence worked out various issues and circumstances which would ensure that nothing went wrong on d-day.

Discussions often took rude turns with all of womankind at MindTree protesting about why the marathon was made shorter for them. After all, us women can do anything men can do, so why give us the easier task? A good thought taken as an insult ? I don’t know, but yes, as a woman myself, I don’t see why I shouldn’t run as much as anyone else. Interesting solutions were worked out for problems, which at moments seemed unsolvable. For example, when Tanglin Developments disallowed us from putting up posters on campus, we were in a fix about how one would show the participants the so planned track, atleast for the first time around, till someone came up with the ingenious idea of getting a bike to show the way for the first lap!

When d-day arrived we organizers made it a point to be there on campus at 6:30 and as sharp as expected, everyone one of us, was there, ready to work things out at the earliest. The marathon was a grand success, people ran their hearts out, and for a moment, I just stood there wondering whether I was lucky to be organizing this thing, or would I have been luckier running this marathon.

At the fag end of the whole thing, all the success had put the whole team on a high, but the big task remained, the wrap up was still left. We spent the rest of our time, till afternoon picking up bottles from al over the campus and restoring MindTree to its pristine self. The MMMC ( MindTree Mini Marathon Committee), which was what I prefer to call us organizers went out for a nice lunch. A job well done, a project well executed.

The appreciation we got the following day was the icing on the cake. With people like Puneet, Partha and Jagan appreciating our efforts and many a MindTree minds walking up to us and telling us what a good job we had done, what more could one want. My ideas shattered and a new one place, I now realize the importance of this run. Its more than just a way to exercise, a marathon, mini or maxi, is where we can push ourselves to achieve more than what we have in the past. I so sincerely hope, that this remains a fixture in MindTree for many years to come, to encourage people across all sections to come together and run for their lives !!

.NET Panic

Came back to the class after a "Strong cuppa coffee"...
"Aditi, the midterm results are out shouted my neighbor, check how much you scored?”
To it I replied, "Hey take a chill, it’s just an assessment to check how good the tutor is!”
(N meanwhile I was logging in to my web mail)...
Ouch!!!!!!!!!Shouted me! I have scored in 40's!!And then laughed my neighbor, "I told you its not your cuppa"(.NET she meant)...
There was a chaos in the class, everyone running around to find who scored how much?
And believe me no one asked me, cuz they all thought I was dumb. (Thanks to my super intelligent tutor and my 'I don't no nothin about .NET' attitude).That evening was probably the weakest I’d ever felt! I thought I’d lost all in life. I’d never scored so low in my entire life. And the icing was people coming over and rubbing it on REAL HARD...
Now when I think of that day I don't blame no one. We Indians are brought up in an environment where scoring more than the neighbors’ chintu is more important than the child's emotional satisfaction(families can go on cold war if I score lesser or vice versa, either which ways they go on a war)..
Getting back to my status after the midterm results,
The in charge called us for a meeting the next day and made us realize how worthless we were and how unaffected the company would be if we were thrown out (they were indicating our exit if we din clear the final and deciding assessment)
It just hit me so hard. The heart began acting emotional (N I had to rushed to the loo) the mind yelled “Be practical”!! They tried their level best not to be in sync. I was in such a fix. Being rational looked hazy to me in the washroom mirror!! Silence within me was killing me. Agitation and Irritation were haunting.
I just kept to myself that entire day and went back home.
It was time of reckoning again, with my final exam a week and a half away.
Neared the EXAM time and I start getting anxious and spend sleepless nights. The thought that often lingers in my mind is that, is the examination which tests the true ability and the knowledge of the person? Does it in any way show how much the person has command over the subject? The answering of these questions will lead me into the never ending debate with my conscience. And then its all the more tough when I come from engineering background where I used to get my books a day or two before the exam(I'm sure all the engineers will agree with me on this one, at least the true eng;-)) and I used to still clear.
I am of the opinion that examination on the whole should be banned. Since examinations do not test the true ability of the person. Why should a person prove himself or for the matter of fact herself by the medium of examinations??
Anyway, the officials conducting the exam thought otherwise:-(
N hence I worked worked and worked like a dog! Left no stone unturned. I sat in office till 9 each day, went to a friends place each weekend to understand the tough topics. People around me were concerned(I mean the one's who cared viz. Mom, Sudha mam, Krishnan, Adity) about my behavior. I kept to myself and those were the only days I didn’t go to the House of Joy (and hence lost the trophy later ;-)) and didn’t have lunch with Adity.
As the days neared I stopped taking calls from home(My folks are way too sentimental about me and the whole .net panic had taken on them, they told me to quit and stay at home peacefully!!)
The "D" day arrived and I did my objective well in the first half. Then was the coding assessment after lunch. Gas agency design was my job. I did it really well.
But, ppl!!
It wasn't anything lesser than a Farah khan movie climax..
The authorities came to us and told us 3 days later that our codes looked similar and seemed like a replica of the tutor’s code. Hence we would have to take another assessment all together.
Can things go worse????????????????
But, surprisingly, it was cooler and better this time. I wasn't nervous, neither scared. I'd given up on being stressed. I went to celebrate the New Year despite the exam day after!
We came to office all set like the Spartans in 300.But!!!!!!!!!!!Again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were divided into a group of 60 each and sent to different offices of MT and different systems without network connections!!Beat that folks!!
New problem statement, Comp's on my left and right left unoccupied.
I did all that I could. Didn’t discuss about the exam at all and went and slept. Told everyone including parents I was cool and not bothered about the result. But the only thing in my mind was What if I don't clear and they chuck me? What about the humiliation? I'll never be able to talk to the friends I made here? N blah and blah...
And then the cultural day came up and I was occupied in the preparations.
Can my life be any peaceful people?
My results came just 10 minutes before I was to go to the stage and compare.
But curiosity kills . I couldn't wait. I went and checked my results.
I screamed and jumped. I had cleared successfully!!
And all that effort didn’t go in vain..
But 1 thing that keeps haunting me ever since I was a kid is
"Do a few decimal points in marks make one child smarter than the other?"
I'm still searching for that answer.