Showing posts with label Choler. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Choler. Show all posts

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Colorful weeks

Couple of pretty horrible weeks and hence no posts for some time now ...

Most of the pain was due to office where one particular person is being a real pain in the you know what. Let me paint you a picture ... you go to office, do whatever you gotta do on time and with somewhat sincerity, your boss is not complaining, you go home. Isn’t this a nice picture? Dull but hassle free ... but wait a minute ... let me add some color to it. Picture this ... someone is not too happy with this. He just can’t digest the fact that you can work in isolation and work well. He comes over to your place and start asking you questions which frankly is none of his business. You try to dodge them to save the confrontation ... but noooo ... he gets on your nerve and ultimately you lose your cool and all hell breaks loose. Let me now really mess this shit up ... it turns out that this “color adder” guy is also your manager (you obviously don’t had any idea about that ... yet). So you work for two guys now and you didn’t know about it. Later on, you are made aware of the new “color” and you realize that what you did now turned out to be a big bad mistake. You swallow your pride (better than being hungry staying at home) ... and take the full responsibility of the mess. So you see what kind of shit I am in ...

Anyways ... these last couple of weeks ended well ... last Friday, met Sonla and Horny (opps Sonal and Honey ... ehehehe) ... had couple of drinkies ... and this weekend met Gauri and Ganji (opps again ... Gaurav and Vihan ... cause he is hair deficient ... ahahahahahaha ... BURNNNNNN) and had couple of more drinkies ... some sanity in this insanity.

I’m not normally a praying man, but if you're up there, please save me, Superman!

Friday, August 28, 2009

Being Vegetarian

While coming to office I saw this horrendous act of “humanity”. A total WTF!!!
I am a hardcore vegetarian and cruelty towards animals hurts me physically ... emotionally ... physiologically ... any other ally one can think of. Couple of moths back I was watching a show where they showed how meat is obtained. Firstly, they showed the old fashioned way to cut an animal into meat pieces. The cow/pigs are butchered live ... one of the most shocking things that I have ever seen. Then they showed how “modern” ways ... whereby a pig is given an electric shock so that he becomes numb and then the pig is hung on a hook and a butcher slits the throat. I get nightmares just by imagining that sight. Oh how have the humanity progressed ... we even kill an innocent animal in a civilized manner. Stuff like this makes me even more determined to never eat any meat.

Whenever I go abroad ... the first question that people asks me that what you eat to survive. I always say that if you look for it ... vegetarian food is not that hard to find. The choices may be limited ... but enough to keep you honest. Many of my friends enjoys meat (couple of them are born to eat meat only ... ahahaha ... yall know who you are). I distinctly remember that once ... I and a very good friend of mine (Verma) ... were hanging around and suddenly he saw a meat shop. He went inside ... ordered some pork slices ... and ate it. I was ... like OMFG ... that was wrong on so many levels. I don’t know what got into me ... but I was totally shocked and pissed off. I scolded him like a school teacher ... gave him a serious talk down. Couple of weeks after that, he told me that he quit eating meat. Don’t think that he did it because of my outburst ... but he did quit and he is a veggie till date. NICEEE !!!

Being born in Marwari family, I was raised a vegetarian. I did try to dabble with non-veg but I could not go beyond eggs. I would be honest ... it tasted good but the feeling of guilt was so strong that I could not try it again. This is perhaps the only rule that I have followed throughout my life (so far ... so good). Would I be tempted to eat meat ... hell yeah ... that darn thing looks so delicious ... but would I be able to eat it ... I don’t (and hope) think so.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Inhospitable hospital

Doctors ... hospitals ... these words evoke many reactions. Some thinks of them as tools for betterment and a healthy life. For some, they represent illness, sadness ... basically depression. I have a positive outlook towards doctors and hospitals. I regard doctors as the noblest professionals ... and hospitals as holy as a temple/mosque/church. But slowly and slowly I have started to feel little repulsed and perturbed by doctors and hospitals.

A year back, I watched a Michael Moore documentary – Sicko. The documentary was on American health care system. There was on particular scene which left an indelible impression on my mind. In that scene, a guy who accidentally cut off two fingers tells his heart breaking story of how he was asked to choose between reattaching the $12,000 ring finger or the $60,000 middle finger. He was not insured ... so he goes with the ring finger because that was within his budget (and may be he was romantic at heart too). Can you imagine such horror ... if that choice is to be made by you? The hospital could have attached both the fingers ... but they didn’t because he could not pay for it. There was another scene where a doctor (works for an insurance company) confesses that he denied a man an operation and thus caused his death. Stinks isn’t it ... reeks of money and profit.

A similar case of money spinning scam happened to my uncle. He had a fever which was not going away. He consulted his brother (a doctor) and he advised him to get it checked up at a good hospital. He pulled some strings and got my uncle admitted in Apollo (one of the most prestigious hospitals in India). After a barrage of medical tests and checkups, the doctors diagnosed that his chest is filled with water and they would have to pump it out. They operated (sorta) for 3 hours ... used syringes to pump out the water. To my uncle’s bemusement, the doctors at Apollo told him that they misdiagnosed him and there is no water deposit. OK ... so far so good ... but then my uncle asked what really the problem is. They told him that he has TB (tuberculosis). Another round of tests ... and it turned out that he is not suffering from TB either. Another misdiagnosis ... goddamn!!!

My uncle is well off and he went thru every procedure that the doctors suggested. However, the tests and medication were not cheap. Even after spending all this money and going thru mental anguish, the doctors at Apollo are still clueless about his condition. He is now getting treated at some other hospital. But come to think of it ... can you imagine such incompetent doctors at the premium hospital? They were shooting in the dark ... and the hospital was minting money out of my uncle’s misery. Makes me wanna puke.

These days people are scared of falling ill ... not because they are afraid of being unhealthy or whatever ... but more because they would have to visit the hospital. People these days see the hospital as a place to extort money. They pray for their health so that they don’t have to deal with the doctors and go thru all the random tests. The commercialization on health care is absolutely mind numbing and I warn each and every one of you ... check your hospitals before you check in. Even if it’s an Apollo.

Special Mention: Ankur's Apollo Experiance

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Why I hate IPL

IPL is in its second week and so far I haven’t written anything about it ... partly because I don’t care about it ... and partly because I really don’t care about it. OK OK ... I know this is kinda contradictory statement since I really like Cricket. Sometimes ... enough is enough. There are so many things which I don’t like about this whole idea of IPL. First and foremost, contrary to its name, this year the league is being held in a foreign country ... a total deal breaker for me. C’mon it is INDIAN Premier League ... not English ... not South African Premier League. I know it is being held in South Africa because of elections back home and all that blah blah ... but I think it was Lalit Modi's (IPL Commissioner) ego which took IPL out of India ... I hope he looses his job soon.

Last year, Lalit Modi came out with an “amazing” idea of a league which will change the Cricket scene in India. Well ... the idea was totally copied from EPL ... even the name is copied ... lets not even get started on this. So the media hailed Lalit as a cricketing god who will change the way world sees cricket. Fair enough ... if something like this can make the game popular, I am all for it. But when I came to know that these teams would be “owned” by business houses/Bollywood idiots ... I was totally pissed. I smelled the stink ... it is nothing more than a ponsy scheme to milk money out of cricket crazy Indians. I can’t support an “owned” team ... c’mon I am not a stupid European who supports privately owned Football clubs ... even more than the national team.

The team consists of 7 Indians and 4 foreign players. However, there is no clause in team composition which makes it mandatory to have Indian players from the city (or region). Also, to incorporate foreign players in your city teams ... well ... I can never understand ... how on earth am gonna cheer for them. “Go Glen ... win it for Delhi” ... fuck no. I won’t ask a foreigner to win it for my city team. To top it all, half of the teams are led by foreign captains ... ahahahaha. Yeah ... I will support you Shane ... win it for Rajasthan ... its same as Sydney .... the only difference is that it is NOT. Arghhhhhh !!!!! Even the so called local players are not so local. Sreesanth ... a Keralite ... playing for a Punjabi team ... well ... you get my drift. One of my friend told me that how does it matter if he is from Southern India ... isn’t he an Indian. Well ... I am all for an united India ... but just to justify (if I try to) my city loyalties ... I can’t support an out of towner. He is as bad as any foreigner. Which makes my point ... that city based loyalty sucks. I believe in one nation ... and that’s why the only team I support is the Indian team ... not Delhi ... not Jaipur but an Indian team ... played by the Indians ... played for India/Indians.

The idea was to give local people a change to get involved and learn about the game and how it is administrated. That includes coaches, umpires, grounds men, support staff, etc. Well, most team are led by foreigners ... coached by foreigners ... supported by the foreigners. Lets take an example of KKR ... the owner treated his coach like a god. So much so that he kicked an iconic player like Saurav on his behest. Bravo .... SRK ... I say well done. I never liked your stupid movies ... but now I don’t even like you. And John ... you can go and scru yourself ... for being a complete ass.

Huh ... I know I got a little bitter ...

The teams are owned by big corporate houses (and partly owned by Bollywood idiots). Now cut me a slice of that ... even if I look past the obvious idiocy of foreigners playing for local city teams ... the owner fact just make me hate IPL even more. The whole IPL is nothing but a way to mint money ... from stupid cricket crazy Indian public. I don't understand why the cricket board is parting money with the business houses when it can have it all. Huge money is being generated and sadly none of which will be used for the betterment of cricketing facilities in India. All of it will end up in the bank accounts of these business fatcats. The numbness of using everything for commercial benifits could literally be seen on player's outfits. Just count the number of logos on a player’s shirt/bat/trouser ... if you can count all of them ... you really are smarter than the fifth grader. The fact that Bollywood is also in it ... in a big way ... makes me go nuts. It was bad enough that they are ruining the movie viewing habits of average Indians (yeah most of/by Bollywood is full of shit) ... now they have to ruin the nation’s beloved timepass ... oh ... I will have no mercy on them. I would be very honest ... I really gets sadistic pleasure out of watching sad Bollywood owner’s faces when their team looses ... ahhh if only all of life's joys were so sweet.

IPL is being telecasted by SET MAX ... well ... if the thing was already not horrible enough. If there is a broadcaster who just don’t know how to telecast a cricket match ... its MAX. They have made a mockery of the great sport. What on earth is a bitch like Mandira doing at a cricket stadium ... she has no business what so ever to host a match. Well to be honest ... she has no business to be on TV either ... but that is another story. She has no idea about the game ... but still she keeps on yakking on and on about it. Well Mandira ... do all us a favor and just die so that we don’t have to see you on TV. MAX is obsessed with her ... she ruined 2007 world cup ... and I was kinda glad that our team bowed out early from the competition ... at least I don’t havta watch TV anymore ... and no more Mandira. It doesn't end with her. The other jokers in the bunch are has-been TV "stars" (allegedly) who have as much knowledge of cricket as I have of quantum physics. Another pet peeve of mine regarding MAX is their 5 ball over theory. I know ... you must be saying that cricket is a 6 ball an over game ... but I guess someone forgot to teach this to MAX people. They keep on airing commercials by cutting the 6th ball ... no matter if that ball took a wicket of someone scored a six. I simply hope that MAX incurs heavy losses in IPL so that they bow out of the telecast scene.

Gosh … I am proof reading my post and I feel like I have ranted enough … well to conclude … I don’t like the idea of IPL and I hope that it fails miserably … so that Cricket can be saved from such smut.

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Colonial Mindset

Read this great article in today's Brunch (Hindustan Times newspaper's Sunday magazine). Click on the image for the article.

Colonial Mindset

Monday, December 1, 2008

Unrighteous Religion

What a horrendous week it was ... India’s economic hub – Mumbai – was held hostage by 10 terrorists (official figures). Just like a scene from a B-grade desi flick, the terrorists came in small boat via Arabian Sea and attacked Hotel Taj (which is located by the shore), Hotel Oberoi-Trident and Nariman House. More than 200 people were killed and around 400 injured. The security forces also killed 9 terrorists and nabbed 1 alive. The terrorists were absolutely ruthless and barbaric. They were shooting at sight ... indiscriminately, which makes me wonder ... WHY? The motive of all these jihadists is simple – to kill or be killed for the sake of their religion. They preach that they are fighting for all the Muslims ... yet they do not even blink while shooting their own brothers and sisters. More importantly, is this the only way to raise concerns. My answer is unequivocally NO. We all are living in a civilized society; we all must behave civilized. This is not 10000 B.C. for gods’ sake.

Hotel Taj under terror attack

Yesterday I was watching a documentary on 9/11. They showed how the terrorists get training and how they get into suicide trance. Most of the high profile suicide attackers (fidayeen) are well-educated (hell ... in western universities) young people. They have their entire life in front of them. Yet they choose to kill until death. Funnily, the extremist leaders brainwash the young minds ... and get this ... the prize they say is to bed 72 virgins in heaven. What a load of BS !! These young men are told that not only they will go to heaven ... they will also be greeted by 72 virgins (Hoor Al-Ayn ... beautiful maidens). I know I know ... its jaw dropping. I am not a Muslim specialist, but I am not sure that this is what Allah meant when he preached the religion. However, if this is one of the reasons of martyrdom then I am at loss of words. The kid who never got laid in real life ... is expecting to be the stud in afterlife. It is so funny that I almost fell of the couch when the commentator in the documentary spoke of it.

Come to think of it ... sex/lust and religion has a very strong bond (no pun intended). Every religion has some kind of reference to sex/lust. In fact in most religion it plays a very central role. Let me summarize few important mythological sex/lust tit-bits
  • In Hindu religious stories (well I’m a Hindu even though I don’t really believe in organized religion, but I was raised a Hindu so I know few stories), Maharishi Vishwamitra was tempted by Meenaka (she was a pari ... a fairy). Vishy was a holy man and he was a celibate (ahahahaha !!!!). However, Meenaka broke his self-control and bedded him.
  • The entire Ramayana (one of the most religious holy book) was based on the central theme of Sita’s kidnap by Ravana. Sita was Ram’s wife (one of the most famous Hindu deities) whom Ravana (the evil king of Lanka) kidnapped because he wanted to marry her.
  • Even Mahabharata (another important religious holy book) happened because Duryodhana stripped his own bhabhi (wife of elder brother)
  • In Christianity (and Islam), Adam and Eve were commanded to be fruitful and multiply ... look what happened. We just crossed 6 billion mark :-). Both of the religion has strict rules and regulations for sex/lust (remember Eros !!!).
I can see a point in fighting for what you believe in. However, the beliefs should be real ... they should not be imaginary or mythological. A soldier dies because he believed in his country and compatriots, however the same should not hold true for all those who die for religion. Weather anyone likes it or not, we have created our own religions. This is a fact. And we created it as a fall back option. Religion is nothing more than a comforting factor; a false make-belief that someone cares for us when everything seems lost. I know this may sound very crude but this is what I think. To kill or be killed in the name of religion is nothing but an utter waste of life. Those who die for it deserved to be dead. They had it coming. When you know that you will die one day, then why not make the most of the time when you are alive ... if you are man enough, you can bed more than 72 hoors while you are not sleeping (if you know what I mean). The crux of most religion is the aspect of “homing mechanism”, which roughly translated as all the God’s creation must draw back to God himself. It sounds like having one's cake and eat it too. C’mon don’t make your god look like a lowlife. I am sure while creating religion and god, people had a bigger image of god in their mind.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008

The Screwjob

This week my mid–term appraisal was done. As expected, it was not to my liking. I did get not–so–bad rating but not the promotion (which I deserved). When I asked why the promotion was not given, I was told that I was not responsible enough. Funny, since I got the highest rating in the last appraisal cycle (6 months back). Let me conveniently ignore the fact that as late as in August, my boss appreciated my efforts ... let me just erase it from my memory. The question is – how come an ‘irresponsible’ guy like me got a Star rating? And if I was that good 6 months back, what the heck did I do in last 6 months which turned me into a slack? No, no wait ... I got it ... I think I have a hunch ... hmmm ... how can I forget that I quit the project couple of months back ... foolish me. Now that I am no longer an ‘asset’, I got screwed (to put it mildly). I guess the promises made to me last time are just that – promises.

The worst part of all this commotion is that I really worked pretty darn hard in this project (2+years). That’s quite some time in a single project (by IT industry’s standards). This after the fact that the client (let’s call him Bob) is not the most accommodating (to say the LEAST). Not a single person in my project is a happy chappie. In fact, in past 2 years, I have seen 2 project managers (including the current one) quitting, 1 team lead quitting, many team members quitting. No matter what they say, they themselves know that one of the main reasons of quitting was – his royal highness. Unlike them, I would be very honest. My one and only reason for leaving the project is Bob. Who else in right mind will walk out of a project which has huge growth potential? Well such an idiot can only be yours truly. The project is about to go in major expansion mode and it offers a long term New York stay. Only me ... only a fool like me.

I am a passionate kind of a person ... whatever I do or believe ... I do it with full gusto. If I don’t like anything, I won’t do it – no matter what. I never cared for the consequences before, and will never care for them in future. Once my senior manager told me that I should be more ‘politically correct’. Huh !!! Isn’t being ‘correct’ (only) good enough? Since I just had it with the project, I decided that I will leave it before I completely lose my mind. Being a professional, I told my manager that I would like to leave the project since I don’t think I can convince myself to give 100% and if I can’t give my best to the project, I should not be a part of it. Surprisingly, I was let go ... without much hue and cry. But when it came to appraise me, I was robbed. Anyhoo ... I have rejected the appraisal and waiting for my next round of meetings with the senior management to get the ‘right’ answers for all the ‘wrongs’. Fingers crossed ...

Little training update ....Today I got an appreciation letter because of my training efforts. The training was very well received (not my words ... I'm quoting from the letter ... HEHEHE). Along with the letter, I am now entitled to reimburse purchase of a book worth INR 250. Wuhuuu !!!!