वक़्त नहीं लगता वक़्त बदलने में
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Saturday, January 23, 2016
We know so little about post-independence era. India and Pakistan took different paths and while the roots lie in how they were created way back in 1940s, there were events later on which tested both the countries and both took further detours.
My advise - buy both the books and read them at tandem.
Friday, May 8, 2015
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Friday, October 3, 2014
The most devastating thing happening right now in this world is that the ones who love are not being loved back the way they should be. Love kindles love while apathy should be a dead end. I have this feeling that the world has turned upside down.
Go home. Kiss your mom. Hug your brother. Ask advice from your dad. Tell a friend he is the best. Then, maybe, we can start thinking how to turn up this toppled planet.
Saturday, September 6, 2014
Last time I got a raise, I shared with Ma and she was delighted. It took me a moment to realise that she was not happy over my salary hike. She was happy because I was happy. I am her natural extension - just like her legs or her eyes. The chord was cut at birth and allowed me to move away but for a mother it is impossible to think of her child as a separate entity. She lives multiple lives in one lifetime in this way. Its a curse and bliss at the same time.
Saturday, July 12, 2014
The future generations will remember contemporary age as the Age of Recharge. We recharge our laptops, our cameras, our smart phones. We recharge our day with a pint. We recharge our life with those quick trips to a hill station or a beach resort. Its all good except that every discharge - recharge cycle eats a part of us, just like a rechargeable lithium - ion battery. Shared from Google Keep
Thursday, June 26, 2014
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Friday, June 6, 2014
Why not? Why won't a good thing die? Good things die every day - good people, good views, good acts. Yes, their memory never dies. Everyone likes to cherish a good moment and tries to forget a bad one. Maybe good things live forever in those moments. Maybe all that they need to be immortal is a good memory.
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Saturday, April 12, 2014
At around 3 AM, an operator pointed out to me that stains were visible on the fabric at regular interval and casually suggested we stop the machine. I was of two minds. I had heard that operators will find minor reasons to stop the machine and then go to sleep. On the other hand if he was right I was wasting 60 meters of fabric per minute. At Rs. 300 / meter, each minute wasted was equal to my two months salary then !
Just the moment before I was going to say 'lets continue', an old worker pulled my sleeve, took me to the corner and said 'aa naa chaale saab, ye fabric white che'. I looked at him, saw genuine concern in his eyes and immediately asked the operator to shut down the machine.
Next day 'my' decision was applauded and I was declared 'the first night hero'. The name of this old worker was Adil. He became a trusted assistant and a friend. He taught me my first lesson on people management at Arvind Mills.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
Ankush had another theory. Having more choices bring more disharmony and restlessness according to him. Consider the choice of spending time with smartphone vis a vis sharing days events with wife, he said. Disharmony is guaranteed. Jokes apart I agreed to his point to some extent. Choices make you rue for chosen one over the other.
Monday, September 16, 2013
The last bit was more remarkable back then after Godhra and all but now that I think about it, the recollection should get a tag of 'Gujjus'. He was a Gujju by heart and had his numbers, nafaa, nuksaan all sorted out. It is the Gujju way of life and much is to be learned from it.
Gujjus do not believe in showoffs since they do not see nafaa (profit) in it. They do not buy big cars for the same reason. They prioritize almost everything except family. Almost everything apart from family is weighed on the basis of how much return it will give and at what risk. Life is simple and beautiful. I sense it is this simplicity that engines the industrious nature of Gujarat. Modi has simply added to this approache and has thrived.
Thursday, June 13, 2013
I want to walk barefoot on the dewy grass. I want to dance in the rain. I want to see the sun drowning in the sea. I want to read a book in one go. I want ...
In my second week in the firm, I was flown to a small town near Sheffield with a bunch of bright domain experts who became like family in the one month of stay there. It was there that I realized how strong a factor of binding it can be to stick together in a foreign land with nothing but each other to fall to.
We used to have a couple hour session at the end of each day where we would share jokes and make fun of people around. It was our only stress buster there. Often the confusion there made us quote the famous lines of Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron - ' Ye sab kya ho rahaa hai beta Duryodhan?'
Once the project ended and we settled back in India, the time of the grapevine ripened. The next one year was an exodus of near and dear colleagues of mine. I took pledge not to switch into a job that did not give me good company at office. I was that alone.