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5
Sep

A Day worth lived.!!

There are few things in the world, which give us immense pleasure and one such thing is the feeling that one gets in sleeping again after waking up, with a stupid excuse. In order to get myself devoid of this feeling, I used to keep my mobile atleast 5 metres away from me so that I can recall in my sub conscious walk,  that I’m an Infosys Employee.

Anywaz it was a different saturday morning for me, there were two reasons for it. The first and the logical one was I don’t have a test on Monday and the second and the stupid one was I watched a movie till 2:30 in night. So I make a promise to myself that I’m not going to wake up till 11:30 next morning. But all vows, promises and resolutions came to an end when at 10:30 I found someone pushing me up by my leg, with unspecked and half opened eyes, I tried to recognize him but my mind refuse to do so. “Sir, can I please change the sheet..?” He was house-keeping guy. I wanted to kick him out of my room, but even in that unconscious state, I remembered the most pronounced word of Infosys i.e. AASHI. I found it too risky to think on his eligibility criteria of imposing an AASHI on me. I sat on the chair, while the guy was changing the sheet, after sometime he was gone and so was my sleep. I dropped the idea of further sleep. I had no other option than going to class.

I went to class and as always, the first thing and the most common thing that I used to do is to check my mailbox. There were 6 unread messages with 4 bearing the same subject and the rest 2 having the same subject. I opened the one from two which stating something that it was some ridiculous photo taken 100 years back, you should get good luck in next 15 mins if you forward it to 10 more peoples. I recalled that I don’t have a module test, I deleted it. Opened the one from the list of four, It was stating something like .  “Today its world Cancer Day”, though I’m not good at learning dates, but I remember the dates of “World Cancer Day” and “World No Tobacco Day”since I was in class 10th, crosss checked my knowledge from Google and feel myself pretty satisfied. While I was emptying my MailBox I came across a mail that I got some one month back and that was from a  NGO named Pratham. It was a flagged mail, indicating its importance. I recalled in the first week after joining Infosys I gave my name as volunteer. After that twice I got a mail from there stating volunteer meeting. But due to training overload, I didn’t find it feasible to go there, But I really wanted to go. Thinking it was the right opportunity, I dropped them a mail stating Volunteer participation. After 15 mins, I got a reply saying that the NGO wouldn’t work on Sundays and they had a knowledge bridge session on every Saturday at 4:00 pm. If I’m interested I can attend that. I desperately wanted to go there. I wanted to meet the children and knew them. I believe that there can’t be a better way of enjoying a weekend then devoting it in some social work. I know I’m lucky being educated but I feel myself luckier If I depart this knowledge to those who really need it. The next quest was to find out someone who can accompany me. I aksed few of my friends for same, but they were bit busy with their studies and wanted to devote in the test prep that was on Wednesday. But we all have some friends who are always there to accompany us in anything we do. I called one of my such friend asking her to accompany me, She liked the idea and finally we left for Pratham. It was a typical address, we called on the number that was  there on the e-mail. The guy explained us how to reach there and with little difficulty, we reached there.

It was a small building, on the main road looked more like a house than an office. We entered it, there was a big room having a computer on one table and a laptop on other. There was a showcase having different books on different subjects. There was a chart lying on one corner that had some beautiful words encrypted with wax caryons, stating “The way a man answer the questions depicts his cleverness but the way a man asked the questions depicts his Wiseness”. Perhaps those were one the wonderful lines I had ever read in my life. The chart itself was speaking that its been made by some child not more than 8 years old, but it immensely impressed me that how can one think so deeply. Finally we met the person who was  incharge of that office. He welcomed us, and told us about different programmes that Pratham runs. He told us that they had seven locations in Mysore with 500 students where they run knowledge bridge sessions. Volunteers go there and deliver sessions on any topic which can enhance knowledge of those little children. Since it was our first time, he suggested us to go on any of the seven location and watch the session so that we could get an idea. He then show us a clip, that was devoted to the poor children in India, stating certain facts and figures on illiteracy rate in india. The clip was really touching with an emotional feeling. It was all about children who had to leave their studies because of one or other reason.

Finally we reached one such location, It was in some remote part of Mysore city. The location again resembles more a house than a school or office. We were welcomed by bunch of children, in the age group of 8-15. The children look better than my expectations. They were clean and smart. There was a lady who told them something  about us in Kannada. They were around 25 in number. Each one was having a notebook and pen. The children started conversating with us. They all seems to be intelligent. One of them asked us our name. Me and my friend introduced us to them. I aksed them how many of them knew English, around 15 of them raised their hand. We again asked how many of them understand Hindi, around 4 of them raised their hand. There was a kid who stand up and told me that he knew four languages i.e. Kannada, Telugu, Hindi and English. That was more than a surprise for me. I aksed the children what they studied on the last Saturday and how many of them went to school nearly all raised their hand and one told me that on last Saturday they studied on savings. Water Saving, Electricity saving and Money Saving. I was impressed.  I asked one of the girl who seem to be eldest in the group, how can we save Water..? Irrespective of my expectations she knew each and everything from water cycle to chlorination. I was extremely happy. My friend asked them If they are interested in playing quiz. She told them what actually quiz is and told them that she would ask questions and anyone who knew the answers should raised his hand. The first questions she asked was What is the capital of india..?  Around 6 children raised their hand, one glibbed out Delhi. She told him it was not Delhi but it was New Delhi. He got confused. Next question she asked was how many colors are there on our national flag. I was answering it in my mind as three. But one child answered it as four. I saw at my friend and smiled perhaps she knew the reasons and just said I expected it from you Dumbo. Then she asked many questions like Who is the prime minister of country..? What is the capital city of Karnataka..? Which one is bigger ½ or ¼ and many others.. When we were told that the person who had to take their session had arrived. He was a tall handsome guy. He shaked hand with us. He introduced himself as a localide who was in his final year of B.E., We watched him teaching those small child for sometime, say good bye to them and then left out.

There were mixed kind of emotions going on in my mind, Seriously speaking I had learnt so many things from those small children. There can be 100 excuses of not studying but 1000 hurdles can’t prevent you from studying if you really wanted to study. Education is the basic moral right of every child and to exploit this right is a crime and against human nature. Our Govt. spent millions of rupees for the betterment of these small child but the sad story is not even 10% of it reach in the right hand. We human beings have become so selfish that we can even snatch share of a 5 year old kid. A share if once given to him, he will not live his complete life as labor or as criminal. Man is a social a animal but these days he is howing his animal nature more than his social nature.Things have improved a lot and are still improving, hoping the day is not far away when we have litteracy rate of 100%.

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30
Aug

Been Masochist..!

The very truth of our life is throughout our life we want the things to get happen in the way we desire. Each day we expect certain things from ourselves, our friends and from our life. It becomes painful when these expectations doesn’t get fulfilled. Its been more than one and half month at Infosys, Mysore, and Life seems to be a bit monotonous. There is a fixed schedule of everything. Today it’s my sixth weekend which I wasted doing nothing other than studying. Now I find myself to be incapable of differentiating between these two vague terms “Weekends” and “Weekdays”. I planned few things before this weekend and these few things are being overridden by studies constructor of my life.

Being a part of a Multi Billion company superficially seems very pleasant and perhaps I’m not feeling gloomy because of workload or I hate studying. I’m feeling gloomy because now I can’t do the things according to my desire. I’v to change the priorties of my life and that too because of someone else.I’m feeling gloomy because everyday I recalled my college days and realized that those days days have passed away and never gone to happen again. I missed my college friends and later found that I don’t have time even to pick their phone calls. Friends have always been my top priority whether its been my school days or college Days, but now things got changed, in corporate life they becomeeven more difficult. I’m feeling gloomy because since the day I’v reached here,our multiplex has screened 12 movies and I’v missed 11 out of them, not because I don’t wanted to watch them. Infact, those who know me, know it well that I’m a big movie freak. I missed the pre lunch classes on Friday throughout 4 years. I’m feeling gloomy because since past 10 days I wanted to read “Half a Life” by Naipul but I’v to read my slides in place of it. I’m feeling gloomy because on the first day after reaching Mysore I purchased TT Rackets but never got time to use them.

I’m in company at a place where there are more than 40000 like me, I’m no cynosure and hold no unique identity. I’v been given a mailbox from which I can shoot mails only to those whom I see daily. I’v been provided an internet connection who loves to load “Access Denied “ page. I’m a desperate MBA aspirant, but now I can’t even dreamt of preparing for MBA.

Since the day start, so start my running. I don’t know where I have to run and why I have to run, what I know is only to run, the fear of not loosing in the race makes me to run. I find myself to be a part of big crowd where each one is more or less same. But the irony lies in the fact how many of them feels in the same way. I don’t know whether I’m expecting too much from my life or I’m just masochist. I don’t know.

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15
Aug

ABC of India as on 64th Independence Day.

In corporate profession, It becomes very difficult to continue your hobby, but anyhow I continued reading, finished with “Wise & Otherwise” a beautiful novel on experiences of a typical Indian Lady,  Sudha Murty and now reading “The Tiger, The Elephant and The Cellphone” by Shashi Tharoor. In fact Tharoor is my favorite Non-Fiction Writer. There is a similarity in both the novels. They both are depicting the typical Indian life. How we Indians can define ourselves.? Our nation is such a conglomeration of Languages, Cultures, Religion that this question of what we are has become unanswerable. How can one define a country that has 2000 castes and sub castes, 20000 languages and dialects and 3000 different ways of cooking potatoes.! For amid our diversities we have all acquired a sense of what we have in common, the assumptions, the habits, the shared reference points that constitute the culture. Here I’m trying to write the A-Z about India that from my point of view is common to every Indian.

A: Amitabh Bachchan, Astrology.

B:  Bidi, Bollywood, Black-Money.

C: Caste, CellPhones, Communal Violence, Corruption, Cricket, Cows.

D: Dacoits, Dowry, Dhabas.

E: Elections, Emergency.

F: Fasts, Films.

G: Gandhi, Ganga.

H: Hindi, Harijan.

I: Illiteracy,IPL, I-Pill.

J: Jokes.

K: Kashmir, Kargil, Kamasutra.

L: Lataji, Law, Lalu.

M: Mangoes, Monsoon, Maruti, Minorties, Music.

N: Nepotism, Nationalisation, Netas.

O: Opinions.

P: Partitions, Pollution, Population,Politics.

Q: Queues.

R: Railways, Reliance, Religion.

S: Sari, Socialism.

T: TajMahal, Tendulkar, Traffic.

U: Unemployment, Undevlopment.

V: Villages, Vegetarianism.

W: Weddings.

X: Xerox.

Y: Yes-Men.

Z: Zoroastrianism.

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