One of the days which leaves a lot of things to think of. It was a meeting few months back with some old college pals. Time to talk of gone days and discuss where life has landed us. After a long time we decided to meet. The meeting was scheduled at Pizza Hut and everyone was excited to see everyone after years. There is a spontaniety in relations which you build during schools and colleges, you always know that its fun to be with each other.
However, things had changed, for some people it was for good and for some, i had a question mark. We headed for coffee day post lunch to spend some time discussing professional life and personal life. Some old memories, some new. Suddenly two of the gals got up to smoke and two more joined. Evident on face was the expression that look we can smoke. :)
Somehow, i have been exposed to smokers, drinkers and druggers all through my college life, but it never intrigued me, i never thought that an addiction could make me look cooler or could help me impress people. Its not that i look down upon smoker, but i surely know that here is a person who is slave to situations and circumstances. I smile at them not because i am impressed, but because i feel sad that they have nothing more to boast of.
I think it depends a lot on your surroundings and your brought up. All my life, i was given freedom of choice. Every little thing that i wanted to do and experiment, i knew no one would stop me. The very fact that i am free to do good or bad, i will be only made aware of consequences, made me think twice before i headed for something. I knew i had no one to blame but for myself. Also, i had learned that cool is a person who has brain which works for good and who can impress people with his/her words and personality. There isnt a second external factor needed to be impressive.
When i see smokers burning people's lungs, drunkers falling on roads and druggers in high, i just smile and want to say one thing, " If you can not stand in your senses, can not bear with the energy in your own nerves, can not stand the thoughts of your mind, you are not cool, you weakness is coming out in form of fumes and is visible to all. " :)
So, i say, thanks for the offer, but i think i am happy and i love myself, i dont think i need a high to step into a different world, because my real world is beautiful and i can make it better.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
A weekend in paradise..
The story of ISB preparation started for me in June. GMAT, essays and interviews. One evening in ISB with my college time friend triggered the desire to be an alum of this magnificient abode of intelligence and learning. I started from zero and worked my way up. Crazy as i am, i have been eating, drinking and sleeping ISB for last 6 months now. So, once the results were out and i knew i was there, it was time for me to get back to life and fun.Me and a group of friends decided to travel to Bandipur wildlife sanctury near Bangalore. We started at 11 PM and reached this real Junglee track around 2 AM at night. Unplanned and uncalled for visits always attracted us. No bookings, no set destination and no limits. We reached Bandipur around 3:30 AM, as expected we found that we had no place to sleep and rest as all resorts around were booked. We saw a small road side tapri and sat infront of it, waiting for clock to strike 6 AM and start our search again. At 6 AM we reached forest office enquring about the jungle trek, only to discover that treks have been banned, so we decided to move to madhumalai and further where we could actually go for a jungle trail.We moved 40 kms further into tamil nadu border which lay in way to ooty. This was a small village located amidst mountains. We went 8 kms inside a thin lane to reach to a paradise. There were four beautiful huts right amidst mountains. We reserved the huts and headed for a trek in jungle with a guide. There were foot prints of animals, rabbits, dears, ponds and water falls. We were heading towards a beautiful range of nilgiris and i felt like singing out loud, ye kaha aa gae hum, when guide said hussssshhhhh, what if tiger or elephant comes. WOW!! Can one come here? :). We all hid behind bushes near a water body waiting for tiger to come, but it did not. So, we decided to go in search of tiger in a night safari. Big open jeep and rocky terrains, everything was dark and silent. In the front light of jeep, we saw rabbits, dear, wild boars, but Mr. Tiger gave us no appointment, still i cant explain in words, the thrill to wait for a tiger in deep jungles. We came back for a camp fire near our hut amidst mountains.When i woke up in morning and saw outside window, the shades of sky, the shadow of mountains, i knew that if there was a paradise on earth, it would have looked like the one i am in. I saw elephants grazing. I went near one and said hello, but it was having its breakfast, so no response. I knew in few moments for now, we would be heading for Bangalore, i sat in one corner trying to capture the beauty of nature till my eyes could visualize it.The day had come to an end. I told myself, for one year it is ISB, once its done, you can come back and start all these crazy trails again. So, with a decision to live life to its fullest before digging deep into books and getting adjusted to a 20 hours day routine, i came back. ISB, i love you because you have been my focus for over 6 months now, but i dread too much of study and work, they can only be my temporary passions which dont last long, so please dont help me end up getting into a job which has 20 hours day routine as well. I am back in office and back to work with bruised feet and tanned face, figuring out the 18 lakhs puzzle, but trust me in paradise no one bothers about money and education, everyone is educated to live and survive.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Some things learned ..
Lee Iacocca had been my favourite autobiography for years now. I was very young when papa gave me this book. I have read it 5 times by now and its surprising that i simply remember one line in it - "Why walk when you can run!!"
There is one common thread i get from all biographies that i have read. God gives everyone a balance of good and bad times. Good times are not the opportunities to differentiate, its the bad times when you are given an opportunity to learn and shine. Every successful human has failed and has failed so badly that there was no hope to stand again. Its in the times when you have nothing to loose, that you shine most. So, remain crazy about life and don't give in to situations, instead take them as opportunities and fight.
There is one common thread i get from all biographies that i have read. God gives everyone a balance of good and bad times. Good times are not the opportunities to differentiate, its the bad times when you are given an opportunity to learn and shine. Every successful human has failed and has failed so badly that there was no hope to stand again. Its in the times when you have nothing to loose, that you shine most. So, remain crazy about life and don't give in to situations, instead take them as opportunities and fight.
Aur Karvan Chalta Gaya..
Shikayat is baat ki nahi ki zindagi ne humse poocha nahi,
Shikayat is baat ki nahi ki samay ne humko roka nahi,
Shikayat is baat ki hai ki hum uske saath chalte chale gae,
Ki zindagi kisi ko pooche ka mauka nahi deti, phir hum kyun asha ke mele mein ghumte reh gae!
Beautiful eyes with colors of hopes and dreams bigger than life. Mind that works, sometimes for good, sometimes for bad, but does not when to stop and let it end. Limbs that move in direction that sometimes are decided and sometimes undecided. Some in torn clothes, some in polished shoes. Some with hunger, some with menus. Human life is a kaleidoscope, which had often held my hand and taken me to a different world with every step and experience. Yes, the domain is painting called "Life" in the canvas of world.
I have been trying to paint this since over an year now. I see multiple shades of life while i travel to plush campus of my company for work. There is a run for life. There are stark realities and contrast which i observe everyday. Poor person pulling a cart infront of a BMW showroom unaware of what that huge showroom with two cars stood for? People with food carts for daily wage workers, a large stream of vehicles which seems to be heading towards no where and then there people running on road to rush to start a day which had nothing new in store. There are broken buildings which probably are signs of broken dreams which stood in glory years back and then there are huge mansions which stand on these broken foundations. There is a crowded corner, someone has just been a victim to the running life and his life has come to a stand still. People have gathered to see his stony eyes so that they can talk of it whole day.
Sometimes, i wonder, is life an illusion? Do we really know what we do, where we go, how we move and when we end? There is something called life which comes in us when we are born and almost instantaneously comes the fear for death. We learn to trust, feel and hurt. We learn to think, we keep building castles in our scope and who knows when will these stories and dreams rest in peace forever with us.
Yes, i do feel life is a mystery. Its a journey of hopes, successes, failures, feelings, but in the end destination for every human being is one- journey to an unknown world.
Shikayat is baat ki nahi ki samay ne humko roka nahi,
Shikayat is baat ki hai ki hum uske saath chalte chale gae,
Ki zindagi kisi ko pooche ka mauka nahi deti, phir hum kyun asha ke mele mein ghumte reh gae!
Beautiful eyes with colors of hopes and dreams bigger than life. Mind that works, sometimes for good, sometimes for bad, but does not when to stop and let it end. Limbs that move in direction that sometimes are decided and sometimes undecided. Some in torn clothes, some in polished shoes. Some with hunger, some with menus. Human life is a kaleidoscope, which had often held my hand and taken me to a different world with every step and experience. Yes, the domain is painting called "Life" in the canvas of world.
I have been trying to paint this since over an year now. I see multiple shades of life while i travel to plush campus of my company for work. There is a run for life. There are stark realities and contrast which i observe everyday. Poor person pulling a cart infront of a BMW showroom unaware of what that huge showroom with two cars stood for? People with food carts for daily wage workers, a large stream of vehicles which seems to be heading towards no where and then there people running on road to rush to start a day which had nothing new in store. There are broken buildings which probably are signs of broken dreams which stood in glory years back and then there are huge mansions which stand on these broken foundations. There is a crowded corner, someone has just been a victim to the running life and his life has come to a stand still. People have gathered to see his stony eyes so that they can talk of it whole day.
Sometimes, i wonder, is life an illusion? Do we really know what we do, where we go, how we move and when we end? There is something called life which comes in us when we are born and almost instantaneously comes the fear for death. We learn to trust, feel and hurt. We learn to think, we keep building castles in our scope and who knows when will these stories and dreams rest in peace forever with us.
Yes, i do feel life is a mystery. Its a journey of hopes, successes, failures, feelings, but in the end destination for every human being is one- journey to an unknown world.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
ISB interview preparation..
I can write down my interview experience, however, i feel that what is needed for this interview is self exploration and confidence about everything you put on paper and talk about. So, experiences will differ from person to person, but there can be a general framework for preparation. Giving enough thought to factors about yourself is important. I will try to list down some points which i generalized from my interview in R1 -
a) You need to carry your interview call email.Absolutely anything other than that is optional.
b) Go dressed comfortably in formals.
c) Read your application properly. You will know the gaps where you can be questioned.
d) Prepare for some basic questions- Why MBA? Why ISB?What after ISB? Which career path? Why that career path? How will you link your current work profile to that career path? How do your qualities as stated in essay make you suitable for the chosen B school and career path?
e)Read about the b school and its offerings. Also see what are the things you would want to improve in a bschool to suit for your career stream. You can ask last question in interview based on this research.
f) Examples to quantify qualities that you have written in your essays. Leadership, team work could be some commom ones of them. Some insight into how will you handle certain mentioned situations.
g) Ask people around you to read your essays and take mocks. You will get a lot of idea on how they read your essays and what are the gaps they question you at.
h) Be humble to learn from every feedback and every situation.
i) You can be judged on one of your strong factors in depth. So, please do identify some major parts of your profile and question yourself.I
I feel that they see your thought process, your attitude towards work and life. You might not be know all, but you might be willing to know all.
All The Best!!
a) You need to carry your interview call email.Absolutely anything other than that is optional.
b) Go dressed comfortably in formals.
c) Read your application properly. You will know the gaps where you can be questioned.
d) Prepare for some basic questions- Why MBA? Why ISB?What after ISB? Which career path? Why that career path? How will you link your current work profile to that career path? How do your qualities as stated in essay make you suitable for the chosen B school and career path?
e)Read about the b school and its offerings. Also see what are the things you would want to improve in a bschool to suit for your career stream. You can ask last question in interview based on this research.
f) Examples to quantify qualities that you have written in your essays. Leadership, team work could be some commom ones of them. Some insight into how will you handle certain mentioned situations.
g) Ask people around you to read your essays and take mocks. You will get a lot of idea on how they read your essays and what are the gaps they question you at.
h) Be humble to learn from every feedback and every situation.
i) You can be judged on one of your strong factors in depth. So, please do identify some major parts of your profile and question yourself.I
I feel that they see your thought process, your attitude towards work and life. You might not be know all, but you might be willing to know all.
All The Best!!
Monday, December 17, 2007
Getting into ISB Class of 2009..
Ok.. This is going to be a funny story.. Let me set it aside for one of those boring meetings, when i want to look busy. ;)
Here we go. It was a sunny afternoon in February when i thought of writing GMAT and immediately took 23rd july as the date. I bought Official guide and was kind of stunned to see the size of the book. However, since i had given an attempt to CAT, i was not scared of sizes of books anymore. So, i carried the big yellow book costing some Rs.1000/- back home and placed it in one corner with other 200 novels and MBA prep material. The shelf cried out of pain, as i was expert in loading the same, but i never really picked a book to read. The TV smiled and so did i. I sat in my couch and switched on the TV. Something within me said, 23rd july is far away, so its fine, you can keep collecting books till April atleast without feeling guilty.
Life brought with it lots of shocks in May. At that point in life, i lost focus and did not know how to resume back. I requested my head to put me into some training into some different location for a week or so. The request was heard and i was sent to Infosys Hyderabad for a week long training. I carried the yellow book with me.
Training was fun. People were highly co operative. I could manage to sleep till 10 AM and reach for classes. I made it a point that i learn nothing for i did not go there for learning. Campus was beautiful, though it looked extremely dull without people at night. The silence and sorrow in me, made me think of life with new perspective. I STARTED THINKING. Suddenly i realized that my life could not be without focus. I visited my friend residing in opposite side of Infosys campus, yeah that opposite door belongs to ISB. I called up Mrins, my college and hostel time friend, said i want to see you. She decided to put her assignments aside for me and we spent some great time chatting about life and experiences. As usual, i had started back for Infy at 8PM, but we sat right infront of door chatting till 10 PM. (So, we still did not value time when it came to us. ) However, a meeting with her turned to be a turning point for me. I bought a dream. Dream to grow and be a part of this amazingly scenic and deep inside jungle kind of campus. I liked the fact that it was far away from madding crowd, that people actually got to spend time on self growth and life was a wider perspective with every second and sleep forbidden nights. And yes, i brought back two golden words from my friend, focus and control. They became the foundation for quite a few things in life.
I came back to bangalore with a passion to get into ISB. I started preparing for GMAT. My morning walks got converted into GMAT prep, my evenings were religiously dedicated to this noble cause. Internet was all about online resources. And finally, i landed with a decent score which could have kept hope to get in intact.
Now came the monster. Write essays. Writing about yourself can be a killer and that too when you have always wanted to be humble. :) I created a group of 5 people who would help me review my essays. I would write a humble set of achievements and send to a pal of mine. She would be like, babe, you got to bring out the best, think big. Sleepless days and nights. God, i don't want to boast about myself, but if this is what it takes, i will behave as if had it not been for me, all previous teams and organizations would have died. But trust me, when i started writing my essays, i realized that it could have been a fact.:) There was so much i did, which i never thought was big. There was so much in me, which i never thought really made a difference. It was a journey of self exploration. After listening to about four people that essays that i had written were a nightmare, i decided to make them simple. Also, i decided to accept my elder brother's comments as final and i could not help writing four lines in last essay which were almost like disclaimer stating, this is what i am.
The days went by, i heard a beep in my cell, you have an int on 22nov. I was like, oh, now what. Know what you want to do afterMBA. And i mean, how would i know what to do after MBA, i wanna do something. Define something. OK, these guys just don't realize that my world has been running on something and anything for years now. I was like, ok i know you want me to change. I started looking for professional Interview prep help, but then i realized that this is another self exploration. Others can not help me know myself. I aligned with one of the other aspirant and started preparing with him. There was a question on every point in essay. Why do you want to live was also a question. Why ISB? Oh, i like the campus and then nice set of people to talk to, u see. Hee hee, Gary, you cant be that honest, my friend replied. You have to use your brain to get in, its not our sense of humour session. OH. I will do. I went back home to get out of this too tensed state. Being with Noni, settled my mind and thoughts. I came back with a story. I worked on that story. One of my biggest weakness turned out to be structuring. I needed to relate and frame my response. I had to put more data into my framework of thoughts. Days and nights passed in surfing through wikipedia and then came the d day.
Enter into windsor manor and decide to settle your hair. I met a lady, i thought she was an aspirant too. Talkative as i am, i started, hey, its gonna be stupid hour session. Are you tensed. She said, not really, i am in panel. I walked out without speaking a second sentence. :) I had to write an essay on "Composed" and trust me thats the most difficult thing to do when you are going for an interview. I wrote something and waited.
People smiled and went in and smiled and came out. Then came my turn. I had written in my essays that i am a day dreamer, so first question was how has been this interview in your dreams. I was about to fall from my chair when i saw the lady in panel, but somehow managed. And to my surprise, no one smiled. I knew i was in for a stress interview. There were questions on every word and every sentence. It went on and on and on. One guy never asked any question, so i kind of smiled at him for his generosity after every 10 mins. Suddenly, one of them said, ok Garima, we are done with an interview, any questions for us. My mouth was left wide open. The discussion was still on, i was enjoying it, why give it an abrupt end. Something within me said, you have spoken a lot, you should have not taken this as a platform to talk. :( I asked a few questions to them and then there was a thank you session. I had decided that i will say thanks, i enjoyed this discussion, but i said thanks three times to three of them and said Thanks for your time. I had learned a lot of table manners, but i decided to run out without applying any of them.
After going through a non smiling interview and aburpt ends, i still kept hopes. I decided i am going to think that i am in ISB, till they tell me you are not. I started following law of attraction seriously. I was living my dream now. It converted into reality. When i look back at last 6 months, i just get to believe in destiny. I always joked that i will not be able to die if i dont clear mba entrance and finally God did grant me a hope. I want to cherish every little moment and memory for this journey, coz the process of apping made me grow and know myself. I am much more clear and evolved in my thoughts now. When i speak something, i know that i need to define the "something". For somethings its best said, " Its not the destination, but the journey that makes a difference. " Indeed, it doesn't matter where one would have landed in the end, what mattered is the fact that journey of self exploration is irreversible.
Here we go. It was a sunny afternoon in February when i thought of writing GMAT and immediately took 23rd july as the date. I bought Official guide and was kind of stunned to see the size of the book. However, since i had given an attempt to CAT, i was not scared of sizes of books anymore. So, i carried the big yellow book costing some Rs.1000/- back home and placed it in one corner with other 200 novels and MBA prep material. The shelf cried out of pain, as i was expert in loading the same, but i never really picked a book to read. The TV smiled and so did i. I sat in my couch and switched on the TV. Something within me said, 23rd july is far away, so its fine, you can keep collecting books till April atleast without feeling guilty.
Life brought with it lots of shocks in May. At that point in life, i lost focus and did not know how to resume back. I requested my head to put me into some training into some different location for a week or so. The request was heard and i was sent to Infosys Hyderabad for a week long training. I carried the yellow book with me.
Training was fun. People were highly co operative. I could manage to sleep till 10 AM and reach for classes. I made it a point that i learn nothing for i did not go there for learning. Campus was beautiful, though it looked extremely dull without people at night. The silence and sorrow in me, made me think of life with new perspective. I STARTED THINKING. Suddenly i realized that my life could not be without focus. I visited my friend residing in opposite side of Infosys campus, yeah that opposite door belongs to ISB. I called up Mrins, my college and hostel time friend, said i want to see you. She decided to put her assignments aside for me and we spent some great time chatting about life and experiences. As usual, i had started back for Infy at 8PM, but we sat right infront of door chatting till 10 PM. (So, we still did not value time when it came to us. ) However, a meeting with her turned to be a turning point for me. I bought a dream. Dream to grow and be a part of this amazingly scenic and deep inside jungle kind of campus. I liked the fact that it was far away from madding crowd, that people actually got to spend time on self growth and life was a wider perspective with every second and sleep forbidden nights. And yes, i brought back two golden words from my friend, focus and control. They became the foundation for quite a few things in life.
I came back to bangalore with a passion to get into ISB. I started preparing for GMAT. My morning walks got converted into GMAT prep, my evenings were religiously dedicated to this noble cause. Internet was all about online resources. And finally, i landed with a decent score which could have kept hope to get in intact.
Now came the monster. Write essays. Writing about yourself can be a killer and that too when you have always wanted to be humble. :) I created a group of 5 people who would help me review my essays. I would write a humble set of achievements and send to a pal of mine. She would be like, babe, you got to bring out the best, think big. Sleepless days and nights. God, i don't want to boast about myself, but if this is what it takes, i will behave as if had it not been for me, all previous teams and organizations would have died. But trust me, when i started writing my essays, i realized that it could have been a fact.:) There was so much i did, which i never thought was big. There was so much in me, which i never thought really made a difference. It was a journey of self exploration. After listening to about four people that essays that i had written were a nightmare, i decided to make them simple. Also, i decided to accept my elder brother's comments as final and i could not help writing four lines in last essay which were almost like disclaimer stating, this is what i am.
The days went by, i heard a beep in my cell, you have an int on 22nov. I was like, oh, now what. Know what you want to do afterMBA. And i mean, how would i know what to do after MBA, i wanna do something. Define something. OK, these guys just don't realize that my world has been running on something and anything for years now. I was like, ok i know you want me to change. I started looking for professional Interview prep help, but then i realized that this is another self exploration. Others can not help me know myself. I aligned with one of the other aspirant and started preparing with him. There was a question on every point in essay. Why do you want to live was also a question. Why ISB? Oh, i like the campus and then nice set of people to talk to, u see. Hee hee, Gary, you cant be that honest, my friend replied. You have to use your brain to get in, its not our sense of humour session. OH. I will do. I went back home to get out of this too tensed state. Being with Noni, settled my mind and thoughts. I came back with a story. I worked on that story. One of my biggest weakness turned out to be structuring. I needed to relate and frame my response. I had to put more data into my framework of thoughts. Days and nights passed in surfing through wikipedia and then came the d day.
Enter into windsor manor and decide to settle your hair. I met a lady, i thought she was an aspirant too. Talkative as i am, i started, hey, its gonna be stupid hour session. Are you tensed. She said, not really, i am in panel. I walked out without speaking a second sentence. :) I had to write an essay on "Composed" and trust me thats the most difficult thing to do when you are going for an interview. I wrote something and waited.
People smiled and went in and smiled and came out. Then came my turn. I had written in my essays that i am a day dreamer, so first question was how has been this interview in your dreams. I was about to fall from my chair when i saw the lady in panel, but somehow managed. And to my surprise, no one smiled. I knew i was in for a stress interview. There were questions on every word and every sentence. It went on and on and on. One guy never asked any question, so i kind of smiled at him for his generosity after every 10 mins. Suddenly, one of them said, ok Garima, we are done with an interview, any questions for us. My mouth was left wide open. The discussion was still on, i was enjoying it, why give it an abrupt end. Something within me said, you have spoken a lot, you should have not taken this as a platform to talk. :( I asked a few questions to them and then there was a thank you session. I had decided that i will say thanks, i enjoyed this discussion, but i said thanks three times to three of them and said Thanks for your time. I had learned a lot of table manners, but i decided to run out without applying any of them.
After going through a non smiling interview and aburpt ends, i still kept hopes. I decided i am going to think that i am in ISB, till they tell me you are not. I started following law of attraction seriously. I was living my dream now. It converted into reality. When i look back at last 6 months, i just get to believe in destiny. I always joked that i will not be able to die if i dont clear mba entrance and finally God did grant me a hope. I want to cherish every little moment and memory for this journey, coz the process of apping made me grow and know myself. I am much more clear and evolved in my thoughts now. When i speak something, i know that i need to define the "something". For somethings its best said, " Its not the destination, but the journey that makes a difference. " Indeed, it doesn't matter where one would have landed in the end, what mattered is the fact that journey of self exploration is irreversible.
There are years ahead and a life ahead. Hope, i can look back in time and smile.
Solutions vs Services in IT..
Hmmm...
Now this is gonna be fun. I love diversity. I have changed 4 jobs in 4 years. I have worked in IT services, products and now i work in solutions team. When i started working in one of the respected MNC, i was out into a cellar in Chennai for two months training. Revolutionary as i was, i hated the way people were treated in IT industry,more so, because we as Indians have an attitude to become servile to situations. A cry to be respected raised time and again, saw some of us moving out of cellar to a better locale. Sitting in TV room with people around playing carrom and dining over oh so fought for good food, i was wondering if life was going to be a fight for right for years to come. Yes, in a way it tunred right. I decided years back that i will build a brand for myself where i am not just a resource and i will also spend some time in analyzing who can we as IT providers become innovative and pro active rather than being reactive and servile. Incidently, i can say that i have an answer. Being a part of solutions team in myorganization, i work at pro actively identifying opportunities in industrial problem where IT can be a solution.
We try to define requirements with our experts and consultants and we come up with a seasonal ready to sell IT solution to our clients. Since we take a lead in time, we can protect our brains and intelligence using IP rights and for every pro active step that we take, i feel i add to pride of my nation and every developer who has actually let his intelligence get sold for Rs. 20,000/- because he knows not what he gives.
I can say that IT solutions are the future of India. Its high time we start acting as leaders. We have learned enough be being followers, now is the time to show day lights our way. ;)
Now this is gonna be fun. I love diversity. I have changed 4 jobs in 4 years. I have worked in IT services, products and now i work in solutions team. When i started working in one of the respected MNC, i was out into a cellar in Chennai for two months training. Revolutionary as i was, i hated the way people were treated in IT industry,more so, because we as Indians have an attitude to become servile to situations. A cry to be respected raised time and again, saw some of us moving out of cellar to a better locale. Sitting in TV room with people around playing carrom and dining over oh so fought for good food, i was wondering if life was going to be a fight for right for years to come. Yes, in a way it tunred right. I decided years back that i will build a brand for myself where i am not just a resource and i will also spend some time in analyzing who can we as IT providers become innovative and pro active rather than being reactive and servile. Incidently, i can say that i have an answer. Being a part of solutions team in myorganization, i work at pro actively identifying opportunities in industrial problem where IT can be a solution.
We try to define requirements with our experts and consultants and we come up with a seasonal ready to sell IT solution to our clients. Since we take a lead in time, we can protect our brains and intelligence using IP rights and for every pro active step that we take, i feel i add to pride of my nation and every developer who has actually let his intelligence get sold for Rs. 20,000/- because he knows not what he gives.
I can say that IT solutions are the future of India. Its high time we start acting as leaders. We have learned enough be being followers, now is the time to show day lights our way. ;)
Dreams Unlimited...
"If you want your dreams to turn into reality, live them as if they were real."
Wait for getting into my dream B school had every moment full of anxiety,when one fine day, a friend of mine who landed from california after long, decided to visit me. Me, a strong believer in the philosophy that you meet people for a reason was yet to find out why did i meet her. we decided to meet at one of the malls in bangalore.
We discussed about life and times. I bought a denim frock which i had been eyeing for over a month now. :) At the back of my mind, all i had was God, i want to get into B school this year. I dont want to die non MBA.
Me and my pal decided to discuss life over a glass of sugarcane juice. Some interesting facets of life. Suddenly, she started talking of "Law of attraction" . Interestingly, this concept drew me towards it. I have been this boring thinker all my life and i always believed that dreaming is reality. Someone was telling me that if you live your dreams, they become a reality some day. All my fears and anxiety suddenly converted into faith, faith that i will live this dream of doing my MBA from one of the top b schools. I had this strange feeling of happiness which comes when your good thoughts become real.
On dec 12, 2007, i received the acknowledgement of my conviction. I was emotionless. The faith of living my dreams had normalized my behaviour. Suddenly, i could sense the emotions of success and failures. The fear started subsiding and for everything that happened for last 6 months, i knew that God had a plan. Its a fact that if you dream of something, live for it and die for it. There is no balancing act as living your dreams as reality.
Wait for getting into my dream B school had every moment full of anxiety,when one fine day, a friend of mine who landed from california after long, decided to visit me. Me, a strong believer in the philosophy that you meet people for a reason was yet to find out why did i meet her. we decided to meet at one of the malls in bangalore.
We discussed about life and times. I bought a denim frock which i had been eyeing for over a month now. :) At the back of my mind, all i had was God, i want to get into B school this year. I dont want to die non MBA.
Me and my pal decided to discuss life over a glass of sugarcane juice. Some interesting facets of life. Suddenly, she started talking of "Law of attraction" . Interestingly, this concept drew me towards it. I have been this boring thinker all my life and i always believed that dreaming is reality. Someone was telling me that if you live your dreams, they become a reality some day. All my fears and anxiety suddenly converted into faith, faith that i will live this dream of doing my MBA from one of the top b schools. I had this strange feeling of happiness which comes when your good thoughts become real.
On dec 12, 2007, i received the acknowledgement of my conviction. I was emotionless. The faith of living my dreams had normalized my behaviour. Suddenly, i could sense the emotions of success and failures. The fear started subsiding and for everything that happened for last 6 months, i knew that God had a plan. Its a fact that if you dream of something, live for it and die for it. There is no balancing act as living your dreams as reality.
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