Date: Mon, Oct 11, 2010 at 10:43 PM
Subject: Open Letter to GENERAL MOTORS from a Disappointed Customer.
To: gmi.cac@gm.com
Hi,
To whom-so-ever it may concern,
It is with deep anguish that I am writing to you people.
On 29th September 2010,I booked a Chevvy Beat vehicle from ORANGE Auto in Banjara Hills – Hyderabad – Andhra Pradesh. While the time of making the advance Payment itself I was assured that I would be getting the delivery within 10 days.
I wanted to make my car purchasing a memorable event and so I planned to take the delivery on 10th October 2010 (was quite excited to have it on 10/10/10 at 10:10 AM). So I made sure that I got the Vehicle delivery commitment date as 09th October 2010.
All through the 10 days I was constantly calling the sales guy to ensure that all
things fall in place.
Even after ensuring all the necessary checkpoints, I could not get my vehicle delivered to me ON TIME.
My new car Dream is SHATTERED.
When I checked with the sales guy he promised that the vehicle would reach the showroom by 10th Evening (promised date was 9th October 2010).After repeated calls on 10th Evening , not only did the fellow ignore my calls but also dropped an SMS to me regretting his inability to deliver the car on 10th October 2010.
I was waiting till late night on 10/10/10 only to hear from them to come and pickup the vehicle.
But No one turned up.
On 11th October 2010 morning at 10 AM, I called to the showroom and asked to connect me to the Sales manager . I explained him how disappointed we were about missing our car delivery. He promised me that he would ensure that it would be delivered by 11th October 2010.
I waited till evening 5 PM. But there was no call from the concerned person confirming the delivery. Annoyed with their attitude I tried reaching the Sales manager and after repeated calls he rang me up only to inform his INABILITY to get the vehicle delivered on 11th October 2010.
All this Exercise made me CURSE myself for taking a decision to go for BEAT.
I already have a Maruthi Wagon R. I never had to face such situation during my 3years of stay with Maruthi. Now I REGRET my decision to move away from them.
I always had huge expectations on GENERAL MOTORS. But now you guyz have let me down.
For a normal customer such as me, Agencies like ORANGE Auto are the FACE of GM. I trust them only because they are under the flagship of GM. And if they FAIL in delivering their promise- for me GM has failed to deliver a Promise.
That brings me to a basic question. Is your business only to sell XXX number of cars? Isn’t there HUMAN element to it?
When our Emotions/Sentiments are not CARED what is the point in having faith in a reputed brand like GM?
You guyz don’t deliver me a Car when I want. You expect me to pick up a vehicle when you give me. When I am paying the price you have quoted, I think I am eligible to pick the date when I want the delivery.
This isn’t a Vegetable purchase that I am making that I would take it at the whims and fancies of someone else.
A Pizza hut fellow can deliver a pizza in 10 minutes. A Mac Donald’s fellow offers to take off the bill in case they cant serve me within the specified time. But GENERAL MOTORS can’t deliver me a vehicle on the committed date? When such companies lay customer service at the fore front, I am shocked to see such kind of Customer handling by GM.
I am not sure how GM would Compensate me for my Time/Value/Money and most importantly the FAITH that I lost
Also annoying is the way this entire episode was handled. Until I made the Advance payment I was pestered by the sales fellows, and once I made the payment there isn’t any one to hear me.
Instead of being PROACTIVE your people have stopped to ACT at the behest of a customer. They never pick the calls. They never call back when they promise that they would get back with the relevant updates.
I am DISAPPOINTED. I do not see any ray of hope. I was fooled twice by your people. I do not know if you would make any attempt to set things right in place.
What is the point in making huge Marketing Expenditures to increase the number of FOOTPRINTS in your showrooms when you CAN’t manage your customer’s expectations.
How do you expect me to believe your GM’s Promise to give me a 3 year maintenance free facility, when you can’t give me a delivery on a committed date?
I am not sure if anyone of you guyz would ever respond to this issue, I assume I am just one such UNLUCKY fellow who dreamt of buying a car by going by the BRAND GM.
If someone is reading this, you can understand how disgruntled we are and we repent on our decision to purchase GM Car.
Hope some Damage control exercise would be taken up against the concerned officials.
A Disappointed and Unhappy Customer..
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
A typical disease….
Sometime back I read somewhere “CEO post in some organizations has become a sexually transmitted disease in India”. I was amused with the way the author brought out the analogy between them.
Today while I was surfing through some channel, I happened to come across a news item wherein a very popular south Indian hero was launching his Nephew. The boy was barely 21 years old. He looked quite naïve. Never would he had even dreamt of having such a pompous grandeur launch.
It reminded me of the statement made by the author…”Politics / Acting / CEO ship have become sexually transmitted diseases in India”.
It is no wonder that a Doctors Son become s doctor. An Engineers daughter becomes an engineer from a prestigious college. So what’s the harm if an actor’s son becomes an actor???
Absolutely there is no problem if that is a genuine talent. Just because Sachin tendulkar is a great cricketer doesn’t make his son a great batsman. There are quite a handful of people who arose to a stature where the parents are often referred to as dad of /mom of XYZ.
A minister’s son becomes a minister. An actor’s son becomes a Star. A CEO’s son becomes the next CEO of that company.
But do they deserve that stature. Had they been not the so called Mr.Minister/Actor/CEO’s kin would they even count for that role.
If we see in that way only a handful of people have the opportunities to become what they want to be (even if they don’t suit for it). How about the wanna be star’s / Business magnets/ Leaders emerge?
Is there enough breeding ground for them to nourish their dreams??
We the common people are being fed to accept this ……
Today while I was surfing through some channel, I happened to come across a news item wherein a very popular south Indian hero was launching his Nephew. The boy was barely 21 years old. He looked quite naïve. Never would he had even dreamt of having such a pompous grandeur launch.
It reminded me of the statement made by the author…”Politics / Acting / CEO ship have become sexually transmitted diseases in India”.
It is no wonder that a Doctors Son become s doctor. An Engineers daughter becomes an engineer from a prestigious college. So what’s the harm if an actor’s son becomes an actor???
Absolutely there is no problem if that is a genuine talent. Just because Sachin tendulkar is a great cricketer doesn’t make his son a great batsman. There are quite a handful of people who arose to a stature where the parents are often referred to as dad of /mom of XYZ.
A minister’s son becomes a minister. An actor’s son becomes a Star. A CEO’s son becomes the next CEO of that company.
But do they deserve that stature. Had they been not the so called Mr.Minister/Actor/CEO’s kin would they even count for that role.
If we see in that way only a handful of people have the opportunities to become what they want to be (even if they don’t suit for it). How about the wanna be star’s / Business magnets/ Leaders emerge?
Is there enough breeding ground for them to nourish their dreams??
We the common people are being fed to accept this ……
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
aN aChIeVeR....
No way!!!! Let me keep quiet….
This is what I have been telling myself ever since I heard the breaking news from my friend.
<<<<<<< Rewind 30 mins <<<<<<
Hey Vam Do u know ‘T’ got an admission into Harvard??
Spellbound (could not utter a single word…for 2 minutes I was lost) not sure of how to respond I was just lending my ear to the caller and gazing at inanimate objects aimlessly.
The last time I heard such news was when one of my friend made it to ISB. At that time he said even when you get a 780 score in GMAT you can’t think of Harvard business school as the profile needed to be heavier. All the folks who make it HBS are intellectual geeks. They have something EXTRA in their CV that makes them Super stars with wings.
Having known ‘T’ for the past 4 months, I knew that this candidate was a child prodigy. It took me 3 months to understand what makes T different from the rest of us. T knows only 1 thing and it is T’s Love/Life/Passion…to simply put T’s breath. When I read long posts of T, I always appreciated the writing style…more than that the free flow of thought that T gets away with riding the fine line.
T doesn’t write about Economic reforms or Bilateral Treaty’s amongst developing countries. T writes about simple human emotions but goes deep into them .
I am HAPPY for T for 2 reasons…one on making it to Harvard ..and secondly that I know a person who really made it to Harvard (I have read about such achievers in books till now)
All the Best ‘T’….May you keep excelling in every future endeavor of ur’s….
T Rockssssssss!!!!
This is what I have been telling myself ever since I heard the breaking news from my friend.
<<<<<<< Rewind 30 mins <<<<<<
Hey Vam Do u know ‘T’ got an admission into Harvard??
Spellbound (could not utter a single word…for 2 minutes I was lost) not sure of how to respond I was just lending my ear to the caller and gazing at inanimate objects aimlessly.
The last time I heard such news was when one of my friend made it to ISB. At that time he said even when you get a 780 score in GMAT you can’t think of Harvard business school as the profile needed to be heavier. All the folks who make it HBS are intellectual geeks. They have something EXTRA in their CV that makes them Super stars with wings.
Having known ‘T’ for the past 4 months, I knew that this candidate was a child prodigy. It took me 3 months to understand what makes T different from the rest of us. T knows only 1 thing and it is T’s Love/Life/Passion…to simply put T’s breath. When I read long posts of T, I always appreciated the writing style…more than that the free flow of thought that T gets away with riding the fine line.
T doesn’t write about Economic reforms or Bilateral Treaty’s amongst developing countries. T writes about simple human emotions but goes deep into them .
I am HAPPY for T for 2 reasons…one on making it to Harvard ..and secondly that I know a person who really made it to Harvard (I have read about such achievers in books till now)
All the Best ‘T’….May you keep excelling in every future endeavor of ur’s….
T Rockssssssss!!!!
Monday, October 4, 2010
Social networking ….a boon turning into a bane
“I hate gandhi”….this was a message posted on her wall by one of my distant cousin on her facebook profile on oct 2nd.
And there were close to 30 comments for the same from different friends chiming in their views hating Gandhi.
I Personally feel even though you have the right to speak whatever you want to , you need to exercise restraint when commenting in public because it is humanely impossible not to hurt others with such remarks.
I have seen many of the GEN X whiz kids making such mockery about some of the well respected personalities. So this made me ponder over whether Social networking is a Boon or a Bane ??
It is always good to stay connected with your loved ones especially when you have to stay away from them most of the times in this materialistic world. Be it Facebook / twitter/ Orkut/Buzz/ Blogs .
It is always difficult to walk the fine line between expressing our thoughts and sounding abusive.
It would be highly appreciable if we can limit our personal ire’s to our surroundings rather than going public just to make it as a fashion statement. If I hate my neighbor that doesn’t necessarily mean I go public ON AIR and vent out my disappointment and fall prey to anti social elements who always keep on scorching for such channels.
Even Sugar when consumed in excess doesn’t taste sweet.
Play it safe..Stay on the line...
And there were close to 30 comments for the same from different friends chiming in their views hating Gandhi.
I Personally feel even though you have the right to speak whatever you want to , you need to exercise restraint when commenting in public because it is humanely impossible not to hurt others with such remarks.
I have seen many of the GEN X whiz kids making such mockery about some of the well respected personalities. So this made me ponder over whether Social networking is a Boon or a Bane ??
It is always good to stay connected with your loved ones especially when you have to stay away from them most of the times in this materialistic world. Be it Facebook / twitter/ Orkut/Buzz/ Blogs .
It is always difficult to walk the fine line between expressing our thoughts and sounding abusive.
It would be highly appreciable if we can limit our personal ire’s to our surroundings rather than going public just to make it as a fashion statement. If I hate my neighbor that doesn’t necessarily mean I go public ON AIR and vent out my disappointment and fall prey to anti social elements who always keep on scorching for such channels.
Even Sugar when consumed in excess doesn’t taste sweet.
Play it safe..Stay on the line...
Sunday, October 3, 2010
random thgts....
What is going on in my mind at this point of time?
Well there are quite a few things that have started to bother me off late. For the past 10 days I have been dreaming to kick start something which for various reasons I understand I am not able to. So I thought I would sit down and dissect it into pieces to find the root cause.
Procrastination….the first time I heard this word I was in my graduation and I wondered how do we spell it. But I never used it. For the past 10 days I have been using this word daily. I have been procrastinating my schedule plan. Yes I have been POSTPONING my schedule.
FEAR….This is the fear to fall again. The last time I attempted to do this I had a miserable failure. I lost it. Even after 3 months of rigorous schedule I failed. The very moment I think to start off with my plan my past failure brings nightmares to me. I am afraid. I am worried that if the same thing repeats again what am I gonna do ??
Lifestyle…My lifestyle has changed a lot since my last attempt. I have got a few new caps to wear to fulfill those roles. I have got some additional things to take care off.
Movies…don’t get me wrong. Movies are my passion. I want to stay abreast with all movie related news and I surf a lot on all the junk sites to stay updated with the quick bites, I download all the new songs , watch all good movies. Somehow my passion has started to eat off my time which was meant to achieve another dream of mine.
Sleep…now don’t laugh at this. My body doesn’t listen to me once iam off to bed. I have been trying very hard to get up early. I read somewhere that our body needs 5 hours of sound sleep to charge up. So with this thought I go to bed early and could not get up even after setting up 3 alarms.
I saw a video on you tube of some athlete called Raymond who personified to explain what the word PERSEVERENCE means. When you begin something you need to end it – no matter whatever happens.
Come what may you should never give up .Dont let the destiny take you to somewhere
where everyone wants you to be, instead change the track and move to the place where YOU want to be.
I know maybe I should say this kind of stuff once I achieve my goal…..hmmmm..only winners words make sense…
Well there are quite a few things that have started to bother me off late. For the past 10 days I have been dreaming to kick start something which for various reasons I understand I am not able to. So I thought I would sit down and dissect it into pieces to find the root cause.
Procrastination….the first time I heard this word I was in my graduation and I wondered how do we spell it. But I never used it. For the past 10 days I have been using this word daily. I have been procrastinating my schedule plan. Yes I have been POSTPONING my schedule.
FEAR….This is the fear to fall again. The last time I attempted to do this I had a miserable failure. I lost it. Even after 3 months of rigorous schedule I failed. The very moment I think to start off with my plan my past failure brings nightmares to me. I am afraid. I am worried that if the same thing repeats again what am I gonna do ??
Lifestyle…My lifestyle has changed a lot since my last attempt. I have got a few new caps to wear to fulfill those roles. I have got some additional things to take care off.
Movies…don’t get me wrong. Movies are my passion. I want to stay abreast with all movie related news and I surf a lot on all the junk sites to stay updated with the quick bites, I download all the new songs , watch all good movies. Somehow my passion has started to eat off my time which was meant to achieve another dream of mine.
Sleep…now don’t laugh at this. My body doesn’t listen to me once iam off to bed. I have been trying very hard to get up early. I read somewhere that our body needs 5 hours of sound sleep to charge up. So with this thought I go to bed early and could not get up even after setting up 3 alarms.
I saw a video on you tube of some athlete called Raymond who personified to explain what the word PERSEVERENCE means. When you begin something you need to end it – no matter whatever happens.
Come what may you should never give up .Dont let the destiny take you to somewhere
where everyone wants you to be, instead change the track and move to the place where YOU want to be.
I know maybe I should say this kind of stuff once I achieve my goal…..hmmmm..only winners words make sense…
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Mr.Brand Conscious....
‘Brand’dish folks…
At the outset let me clarify that this post doesn’t intend to raise a finger at any one. It has been just my observation how people’s choices change over a period of time.
I recently asked my collegues to join me for a dinner .Most Fridays we go for a dinner and then head out to houses. RAMADAN around the corner Hyderabad buzzes with the festive colors all around. I don’t know what exactly is ramzan or why is it celebrated. All I know is that this is the season for the world renowned HALEEM (a delicacy made with Wheat, Mutton and other special spices). Recently Hyderbadi Haleem has been conferred the status of a Geographical Indicator status
(For those of you wondering what does a Geographical Indicator stand for , it is a special status granted by the government and a kind of special recognition that this object is now a part of the rich heritage of the concerned locality…ex: Indian Basmati rice, Tirupati Laddu, Champagne.,etc)
Coming back to my tryst with my colleagues to join me for a Haleem eat out, it seemed no one was interested (or rather I should put it as ‘excited’). If they had no mood to come out for dinner I would not have logged such a big post . Indeed we went for dinner on that night but to a different place (in a brand locality).
The whole turnaround of events made me think about the change in our preferences as we grow old.
• We no longer like the Masala Chai in the T- stall on the roadside (I love the masala chai at our campus gate )
• we no longer prefer to go to eat at places such as Cafes (not the CCD’s but the small café that we used to hang for all our gupships in our college days (our hangout was at Hotel Hylite café, near our colony bustop)
• it has been ages that we watched a movie in a cinema hall in our local area (I miss that crowd that we used to be a part of in VIMAL Theatre at our school)
• The tailor who used to stitch clothes for generations has closed his shop next door
• The Local markets see a low turn around on weekdays
• The General Store fellow at the corner of our lane seems to use the products for his family only
I am not here to comment on anyone but I would like to make appoint clear that I would like to relish those moments that I spent in all the above places.
Being Brand/Health/Social conscious certainly helps in our showing how mature we have turned , but it is worth to stay amateur if the experience is to relive our past.
At the outset let me clarify that this post doesn’t intend to raise a finger at any one. It has been just my observation how people’s choices change over a period of time.
I recently asked my collegues to join me for a dinner .Most Fridays we go for a dinner and then head out to houses. RAMADAN around the corner Hyderabad buzzes with the festive colors all around. I don’t know what exactly is ramzan or why is it celebrated. All I know is that this is the season for the world renowned HALEEM (a delicacy made with Wheat, Mutton and other special spices). Recently Hyderbadi Haleem has been conferred the status of a Geographical Indicator status
(For those of you wondering what does a Geographical Indicator stand for , it is a special status granted by the government and a kind of special recognition that this object is now a part of the rich heritage of the concerned locality…ex: Indian Basmati rice, Tirupati Laddu, Champagne.,etc)
Coming back to my tryst with my colleagues to join me for a Haleem eat out, it seemed no one was interested (or rather I should put it as ‘excited’). If they had no mood to come out for dinner I would not have logged such a big post . Indeed we went for dinner on that night but to a different place (in a brand locality).
The whole turnaround of events made me think about the change in our preferences as we grow old.
• We no longer like the Masala Chai in the T- stall on the roadside (I love the masala chai at our campus gate )
• we no longer prefer to go to eat at places such as Cafes (not the CCD’s but the small café that we used to hang for all our gupships in our college days (our hangout was at Hotel Hylite café, near our colony bustop)
• it has been ages that we watched a movie in a cinema hall in our local area (I miss that crowd that we used to be a part of in VIMAL Theatre at our school)
• The tailor who used to stitch clothes for generations has closed his shop next door
• The Local markets see a low turn around on weekdays
• The General Store fellow at the corner of our lane seems to use the products for his family only
I am not here to comment on anyone but I would like to make appoint clear that I would like to relish those moments that I spent in all the above places.
Being Brand/Health/Social conscious certainly helps in our showing how mature we have turned , but it is worth to stay amateur if the experience is to relive our past.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Chi Vedava Jeevitam….
It has been close to 4 years that I have been working and never in my life did I feel so pissed of as I was today.
Whichever way I see I only see that I have messed up with everything around me.
Everything seems to be adding their own pinch of flavors to my headache.
My professional life has got no way to make me happy to come to office.
My personal life companions feel that I am not spending quality TIME with them (Little do they realise that I am not spending time with myself)
I never dreamt of working so HARDLY that even in my dreams I dream of the same issues.
Ever since my Sony MP3 player stopped working i lost interest in listning to music which in a way would have consoled me and cajoled me to a different world. I screwed it up by carelessly drenching in rain while coming to home from office.
Now if mom gets a chance to read this she is gonna kill me…I promised her that I would get our Microwave Oven repaired and it has been almost close to 6 months that I haven’t got that fixed up…whenever I call the customer care they say they would send someone..but alas no one turns up and even if any one does turn up they come on a working day to my door without prior intimation….huh
Added to my woes the rains in Hyderabad are only making me feel worst of all times. While people in different parts of the country might have been rejoicing that this year it has been raining very well, people like me curse and would refer to call this as Floods as opposed to rains. The Incessant rains lead to water logging and frequent Traffic jams.
As I have to go to my office via a Bridge (MMTS Hitech city station) and that gets choked up with vehicles of all genres Hatchback, Sedan,SUV,MUV,Luxury, 2/3 wheelers.
So even though I have my car I am forced to go on my bike which gives me a hope that I would be able to cut down my travel time by 50%. But luck always never favors me and so most often I end up drenching myself in the rains and their resultant Potholes.
It is at times like these that I feel I could have become some one else leading a great life enjoying every moment of what I do, had I dared to take a step to opt for something different.
I see my cousin sister who is quite content with her work and she is content because she gets to do wat she likes the most. She runs a Kindergarten School. Though she is an Average scorer of all the people I knew she is the one who is enjoying a lot in wat she does. While all the so called Toppers slog their bottoms and curse for their daily chores….like ME :-(
Wish life also had an option to rewind
Whichever way I see I only see that I have messed up with everything around me.
Everything seems to be adding their own pinch of flavors to my headache.
My professional life has got no way to make me happy to come to office.
My personal life companions feel that I am not spending quality TIME with them (Little do they realise that I am not spending time with myself)
I never dreamt of working so HARDLY that even in my dreams I dream of the same issues.
Ever since my Sony MP3 player stopped working i lost interest in listning to music which in a way would have consoled me and cajoled me to a different world. I screwed it up by carelessly drenching in rain while coming to home from office.
Now if mom gets a chance to read this she is gonna kill me…I promised her that I would get our Microwave Oven repaired and it has been almost close to 6 months that I haven’t got that fixed up…whenever I call the customer care they say they would send someone..but alas no one turns up and even if any one does turn up they come on a working day to my door without prior intimation….huh
Added to my woes the rains in Hyderabad are only making me feel worst of all times. While people in different parts of the country might have been rejoicing that this year it has been raining very well, people like me curse and would refer to call this as Floods as opposed to rains. The Incessant rains lead to water logging and frequent Traffic jams.
As I have to go to my office via a Bridge (MMTS Hitech city station) and that gets choked up with vehicles of all genres Hatchback, Sedan,SUV,MUV,Luxury, 2/3 wheelers.
So even though I have my car I am forced to go on my bike which gives me a hope that I would be able to cut down my travel time by 50%. But luck always never favors me and so most often I end up drenching myself in the rains and their resultant Potholes.
It is at times like these that I feel I could have become some one else leading a great life enjoying every moment of what I do, had I dared to take a step to opt for something different.
I see my cousin sister who is quite content with her work and she is content because she gets to do wat she likes the most. She runs a Kindergarten School. Though she is an Average scorer of all the people I knew she is the one who is enjoying a lot in wat she does. While all the so called Toppers slog their bottoms and curse for their daily chores….like ME :-(
Wish life also had an option to rewind
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
I am not going to watch movies….
Well I missed to add a word in my blog title…” I am not going to watch ‘regular’ movies”
That was wat I felt after watching a regular series of formula oriented movies whose content involved only one common thing…and tat is NOTHING.
To be sincere I remember the first movie that I watched in a theatre which was a regular telugu movie. But I never knew that my passion or love for movies would go much beyond watching movies just as movies but something more than that.
After that movie I have watched hundreds of movies.
Mostly telugu till my School days. Slowly turned to hindi and finally to English.
To be specific I cud not understand English movies till my engineering days. I remember my first English movie was Jurassic park. And my understanding of an English movie was limited to only MEGA movies which involved lots of special effects and stuff…well this topic was actually not started with the intention to write something about my love towards English movies. That can be taken as another topic Vam…now let me return to my original topic.
To be frank I got fed up of watching regular movies.
A Movie which has got nothing NEW or Innovative to make the audience feel worthy enough of their ticket cost.
Off late let me admit I have been watching pretty DUMB movies. It was when I was watching this movie called SIMHA (apparently a blockbuster movie ...at least tats wat many beleived). I was able to predict every scene and the director never disappointed me in making my predictions turn reality on Screen.
It was on tat day I realized that instead of watching such movies I cud have made better use of my money.
May b some off beat movies.
And here is my list for watching the forthcoming movies…
UDAAN
AISHA
Peepli Live.
I saw UDAAn today…shall try to complete the list pretty soon….
That was wat I felt after watching a regular series of formula oriented movies whose content involved only one common thing…and tat is NOTHING.
To be sincere I remember the first movie that I watched in a theatre which was a regular telugu movie. But I never knew that my passion or love for movies would go much beyond watching movies just as movies but something more than that.
After that movie I have watched hundreds of movies.
Mostly telugu till my School days. Slowly turned to hindi and finally to English.
To be specific I cud not understand English movies till my engineering days. I remember my first English movie was Jurassic park. And my understanding of an English movie was limited to only MEGA movies which involved lots of special effects and stuff…well this topic was actually not started with the intention to write something about my love towards English movies. That can be taken as another topic Vam…now let me return to my original topic.
To be frank I got fed up of watching regular movies.
A Movie which has got nothing NEW or Innovative to make the audience feel worthy enough of their ticket cost.
Off late let me admit I have been watching pretty DUMB movies. It was when I was watching this movie called SIMHA (apparently a blockbuster movie ...at least tats wat many beleived). I was able to predict every scene and the director never disappointed me in making my predictions turn reality on Screen.
It was on tat day I realized that instead of watching such movies I cud have made better use of my money.
May b some off beat movies.
And here is my list for watching the forthcoming movies…
UDAAN
AISHA
Peepli Live.
I saw UDAAn today…shall try to complete the list pretty soon….
Sunday, July 4, 2010
A Bandh tat survives no purpose....
I never knew that people would take my previous blog post so seriously.
Though i feel happy that the National parties along with regional parties have started to react for my blog post "Hikes and Hikes" to take counter effective measures to control the rising prices
But i don’t understand wat is the point in making such a FUSS about the issue when they are not serious to find a root cause to the problem.
Wat does this Bandh mean to…
> People like me who are reluctant to join Bandh (also reluctant to go to office :-)) sit at home writing lengthy blogs venting out our anguish.
> While it is the school and college lads who make the most out of this bandh (at least the corporate students’ wud get some relief from their regular chores of studies...ooops not the residential folks)
On a serious note...
> By forcing people to accept BANDH for 1 whole day political parties would get ample coverage in Media and tat too absolutely free.
> The ill-mannered, vociferous cohort groups that follow their demigod leaders who do not understand anything about INFLATION or have never heard of any plans being chalked out to control price rises would have activity for 1 complete day.
(How about the people who make their daily living by working as daily laborers?? Due to this disruption they wouldn't have work for 1 complete day and as such their families are forced to be hunger struck )
> Observing Bandh has become synonymous to wrecking havoc in the city. it is like a sif you have been given the power to rule the city as u want. You can close any shop that u don’t like and keep the shops near ur party offices with buzzing crowds. All the chai waallas and tiffin centre snear these party office can remain open to serve the hunger needs of these rampage mongers while the Aam aadmi for whom this bandh was intended has to be hunger driven on this day.
> Poor transportation system. It has become and object on which everyone can show thier anger. Watever may be the reason you are always free to go and break Bus panes, disrupt railway tracks
hey but i have to rush to my office..catch u later....
Though i feel happy that the National parties along with regional parties have started to react for my blog post "Hikes and Hikes" to take counter effective measures to control the rising prices
But i don’t understand wat is the point in making such a FUSS about the issue when they are not serious to find a root cause to the problem.
Wat does this Bandh mean to…
> People like me who are reluctant to join Bandh (also reluctant to go to office :-)) sit at home writing lengthy blogs venting out our anguish.
> While it is the school and college lads who make the most out of this bandh (at least the corporate students’ wud get some relief from their regular chores of studies...ooops not the residential folks)
On a serious note...
> By forcing people to accept BANDH for 1 whole day political parties would get ample coverage in Media and tat too absolutely free.
> The ill-mannered, vociferous cohort groups that follow their demigod leaders who do not understand anything about INFLATION or have never heard of any plans being chalked out to control price rises would have activity for 1 complete day.
(How about the people who make their daily living by working as daily laborers?? Due to this disruption they wouldn't have work for 1 complete day and as such their families are forced to be hunger struck )
> Observing Bandh has become synonymous to wrecking havoc in the city. it is like a sif you have been given the power to rule the city as u want. You can close any shop that u don’t like and keep the shops near ur party offices with buzzing crowds. All the chai waallas and tiffin centre snear these party office can remain open to serve the hunger needs of these rampage mongers while the Aam aadmi for whom this bandh was intended has to be hunger driven on this day.
> Poor transportation system. It has become and object on which everyone can show thier anger. Watever may be the reason you are always free to go and break Bus panes, disrupt railway tracks
hey but i have to rush to my office..catch u later....
Friday, June 25, 2010
Hikes and hikes
The Petrol prices have been hiked again and this time by a whopping Rs 3.50/- per litre.
So from now in my hometown Hyderabad (where already i think we are paying the highest price) i have to shell out 56 bucks for a litre of petrol.
I still remember when i bought my bike i used to get close to 1.5 litre for 50 bucks which was my daily pocket money (without which i cud not have survived my Btech Days).
And today i cant even get atleast 1 Litre for 50 bucks.
So wat does this mean to me...
> I have to b careful to take out my car (If possible avoid :-))
> may b i shall think of using my company transport (in which i wud waste 4 hrs per day in journey)
> Prefer to stay at home arther than vrooming on bike (which unfortunately i cant control )
Luckily My car is a Duo version and it also runs on LPG. I can prefer usage of Gas as opposed to Petrol.(But still i cant understand why shud a BMW owner pay the same as a Wagon R owner/Bajaj Chetak Owner pays )
I just wonder how Common Mango People wud take this impact. May b Naseerudin Shah can define wat a Stupid Common Man can do.
Already the Inflation is in double digit figures
Petrol/Kerosene Prices are Hiked.
Gold is at an alltime high (Poor fellow T...my collegue..he is marrying in such a dreadful time)
Vegetable prices are sky rocketing (So i asked mom to consider Chicken before buying veggies)
Multiplexes in Hyd have hiked the prices to 150 bucks (and u guyz ask to kill piracy)
Milk becomes dearer by a Rupee.
Cooking Gas price goes up by 25 bucks.
The only thing tat looks CHEAP now is my PAYCHEQUE :-(
Though i am not sure how shud one Control these prices, i sincerely pray to god to hear some gud news coming in amongst all these unhappy News.
And guess wat leaving all these Necessary things untamed, ppl luv to spend time fighting to draw lines between countries,States and Castes.
So from now in my hometown Hyderabad (where already i think we are paying the highest price) i have to shell out 56 bucks for a litre of petrol.
I still remember when i bought my bike i used to get close to 1.5 litre for 50 bucks which was my daily pocket money (without which i cud not have survived my Btech Days).
And today i cant even get atleast 1 Litre for 50 bucks.
So wat does this mean to me...
> I have to b careful to take out my car (If possible avoid :-))
> may b i shall think of using my company transport (in which i wud waste 4 hrs per day in journey)
> Prefer to stay at home arther than vrooming on bike (which unfortunately i cant control )
Luckily My car is a Duo version and it also runs on LPG. I can prefer usage of Gas as opposed to Petrol.(But still i cant understand why shud a BMW owner pay the same as a Wagon R owner/Bajaj Chetak Owner pays )
I just wonder how Common Mango People wud take this impact. May b Naseerudin Shah can define wat a Stupid Common Man can do.
Already the Inflation is in double digit figures
Petrol/Kerosene Prices are Hiked.
Gold is at an alltime high (Poor fellow T...my collegue..he is marrying in such a dreadful time)
Vegetable prices are sky rocketing (So i asked mom to consider Chicken before buying veggies)
Multiplexes in Hyd have hiked the prices to 150 bucks (and u guyz ask to kill piracy)
Milk becomes dearer by a Rupee.
Cooking Gas price goes up by 25 bucks.
The only thing tat looks CHEAP now is my PAYCHEQUE :-(
Though i am not sure how shud one Control these prices, i sincerely pray to god to hear some gud news coming in amongst all these unhappy News.
And guess wat leaving all these Necessary things untamed, ppl luv to spend time fighting to draw lines between countries,States and Castes.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Dandeli Adventure trip.....
After a long hiatus, I thought it was time for me to do something that I never did, something very crazy enough to think differently. At the same time I got an update mailer from ghac that there was space to accommodate me for their Dandeli trip to be done on 29th and 30th May 2010.
To give a prologue, Dandeli is a small village near Hubli. Surrounded by thick greenery and a hometown for many kinds of wildlife and different species of birds.
We started off on Friday Evening from MGBS at 8.30 PM in a KSRTC Megahdoot AC bus. All the ticket arrangements have been done by our trip organizer…Nandu . A truly amazing guy who is doing this trip 3rd time and 2nd one in may 2010 to the same place (Have to appreciate his patience as I wud have nvr done this kind of stuff …go to the same place 3 times …huhhhh) A very passionate guy and cheerful person.
We reached Hubli by 8 AM. There were 2 Jeeps arranged to move to Dandeli from here. Oops forgot to mention our jeeps had some funny names..one was called Sahil and the other Dolly (we lovingly mocked dolly dolly dolly…). From Hubli it is 70 kms approx and it took 2 hours to reach the farmhouse (bcoz of the not so gud roads).
The Farm house “Stanley’s Farmhouse” resembled like one in many of our bolllywood stylish guesthouses. Situated among lush greenery it stood alone. It is being run by a group of frenz who organize the events there.
We reached the farmhouse by 11 AM. Had quick breakfast, got freshen up and we headed to start off the action . The first we headed was River Crossing. I remember doing a similar thing when I attended my Air force Selection at Mysore. Looked simple but required great gusto to push back urself especially while returning where I had to carry my whole weight on my arms (when I completed someone told me tat I shud b leaning back so tat my weight wud be shared between my hands and body equally …Kaaash this fellow wud have said this before I started…phewwwww)
Once I came back I was completely exhausted (may b its been a longtime that I had some REAL Pyhsical workout…hehehe). I sat for 10 minutes as I went completely Blank for sometime trying to catch a Breath.
After that I along with a few others came back to the Farmhouse, had lunch and started off to the Natural Jacuzzi over the river Kali. It was a great one as this Jacuzzi removed all the tireness that we had since morning and made us really comfortable with the surroundings.
At around 4 Pm we started to the White Water Rafting point some 20 kms away. There were many people already waiting . While I was amazed as to how long wud it take for all of us to complete the task , we all did it at the same time. There were 8 Rafts and each cud accommodate 8 ppl excluding the trainer. The Main trainer gave some instructions and arranged into groups of 8 and gave each group an Instructor for the day.
As we got to our raft after fighting as to who wud sit in front, I luckily was chosen by our instructor to move in to the first place (Being tall shud have its own advantages)…I and Aftab took the lead positions on either side.
Our Instructor Shankar bhai was a cool and calm goin person. He made us feel comfortable with the river by making us jump into the river…yeah even non swimmers like me jumped into the river (ofcourse with the Life Jacket+Headgear). Once we all felt ok. We kick started our raft.
Each jump in the rafting is called a Rapid. And I enjoyed every rapid sitting in the front and cruising the raft . It was amazing one and I made sure that I didn’t close my eyes when I encountered the rapid. As we raced with other rafts we kept on having head-on collisions with other rafts and drenching each other shouting “Pls don’t waste water”
It was a 9 Km Ride with 8 Rapids. The 1st and 3rd rapids were quite exciting pumping my adrenaline high.
All in all it lasted for nearly 90 minutes . Our Dolly and Sahil were waiting for us at the other end to pick us back. After a couple of photo shoots (unfortunately we cud not get snaps on the raft in the river as we cud not manage cameras in tat water splashes and had to forgo) we headed back to our Farmhouse . The cool breeze around made us shiver and by the time we reached the farmhouse we were dry.
Refreshed ourselves with a bath and chai and we gathered around the Bonfire to have fun. After some gosssips we had our dinner. As I tght the day was over, suddenly there was an announcement that we still had to do the Night Safari.
So being helpless joined my crew in their expedition to see wildlife in their natural habitat. Geared with Torches we began to illuminate our way into the deep jungle with an expert. The moon was quite bright and it provided enough natural lighting to recognize each others faces. Though I hadn’t witnessed any Wildlife in the darkness Pavan and some others claimed that they had the opportunity to see a Deer and some Flying Squirrels. Guess I was following my crews footsteps and playing with the Torch.
At one point in the jungle we all halted at a point and switched off all the torches and felt the sudden chill running down the spine.
We reached back after the night trek at around midnite 12. We called it a day and arranged our Beds in the moonlight. Watching the stars and sleeping under the blue sky in a Jungle with natural sounds around was a great experience.
…Stay tuned Day 2 to come up……
To give a prologue, Dandeli is a small village near Hubli. Surrounded by thick greenery and a hometown for many kinds of wildlife and different species of birds.
We started off on Friday Evening from MGBS at 8.30 PM in a KSRTC Megahdoot AC bus. All the ticket arrangements have been done by our trip organizer…Nandu . A truly amazing guy who is doing this trip 3rd time and 2nd one in may 2010 to the same place (Have to appreciate his patience as I wud have nvr done this kind of stuff …go to the same place 3 times …huhhhh) A very passionate guy and cheerful person.
We reached Hubli by 8 AM. There were 2 Jeeps arranged to move to Dandeli from here. Oops forgot to mention our jeeps had some funny names..one was called Sahil and the other Dolly (we lovingly mocked dolly dolly dolly…). From Hubli it is 70 kms approx and it took 2 hours to reach the farmhouse (bcoz of the not so gud roads).
The Farm house “Stanley’s Farmhouse” resembled like one in many of our bolllywood stylish guesthouses. Situated among lush greenery it stood alone. It is being run by a group of frenz who organize the events there.
We reached the farmhouse by 11 AM. Had quick breakfast, got freshen up and we headed to start off the action . The first we headed was River Crossing. I remember doing a similar thing when I attended my Air force Selection at Mysore. Looked simple but required great gusto to push back urself especially while returning where I had to carry my whole weight on my arms (when I completed someone told me tat I shud b leaning back so tat my weight wud be shared between my hands and body equally …Kaaash this fellow wud have said this before I started…phewwwww)
Once I came back I was completely exhausted (may b its been a longtime that I had some REAL Pyhsical workout…hehehe). I sat for 10 minutes as I went completely Blank for sometime trying to catch a Breath.
After that I along with a few others came back to the Farmhouse, had lunch and started off to the Natural Jacuzzi over the river Kali. It was a great one as this Jacuzzi removed all the tireness that we had since morning and made us really comfortable with the surroundings.
At around 4 Pm we started to the White Water Rafting point some 20 kms away. There were many people already waiting . While I was amazed as to how long wud it take for all of us to complete the task , we all did it at the same time. There were 8 Rafts and each cud accommodate 8 ppl excluding the trainer. The Main trainer gave some instructions and arranged into groups of 8 and gave each group an Instructor for the day.
As we got to our raft after fighting as to who wud sit in front, I luckily was chosen by our instructor to move in to the first place (Being tall shud have its own advantages)…I and Aftab took the lead positions on either side.
Our Instructor Shankar bhai was a cool and calm goin person. He made us feel comfortable with the river by making us jump into the river…yeah even non swimmers like me jumped into the river (ofcourse with the Life Jacket+Headgear). Once we all felt ok. We kick started our raft.
Each jump in the rafting is called a Rapid. And I enjoyed every rapid sitting in the front and cruising the raft . It was amazing one and I made sure that I didn’t close my eyes when I encountered the rapid. As we raced with other rafts we kept on having head-on collisions with other rafts and drenching each other shouting “Pls don’t waste water”
It was a 9 Km Ride with 8 Rapids. The 1st and 3rd rapids were quite exciting pumping my adrenaline high.
All in all it lasted for nearly 90 minutes . Our Dolly and Sahil were waiting for us at the other end to pick us back. After a couple of photo shoots (unfortunately we cud not get snaps on the raft in the river as we cud not manage cameras in tat water splashes and had to forgo) we headed back to our Farmhouse . The cool breeze around made us shiver and by the time we reached the farmhouse we were dry.
Refreshed ourselves with a bath and chai and we gathered around the Bonfire to have fun. After some gosssips we had our dinner. As I tght the day was over, suddenly there was an announcement that we still had to do the Night Safari.
So being helpless joined my crew in their expedition to see wildlife in their natural habitat. Geared with Torches we began to illuminate our way into the deep jungle with an expert. The moon was quite bright and it provided enough natural lighting to recognize each others faces. Though I hadn’t witnessed any Wildlife in the darkness Pavan and some others claimed that they had the opportunity to see a Deer and some Flying Squirrels. Guess I was following my crews footsteps and playing with the Torch.
At one point in the jungle we all halted at a point and switched off all the torches and felt the sudden chill running down the spine.
We reached back after the night trek at around midnite 12. We called it a day and arranged our Beds in the moonlight. Watching the stars and sleeping under the blue sky in a Jungle with natural sounds around was a great experience.
…Stay tuned Day 2 to come up……
Monday, May 3, 2010
few ramblings.....
Ever since i have stepped into my new office I haven’t got time to spend for myself.
Initially I felt I had a lot of time to pursue various hobbies such as Movies (I planned to join a Movie Club, but left the thght of it now), go on a trek (stopped checking GHAC meetup mails), planned to go for the famous Heritage walk from Charminar to Chowmohalla palace (hahaha..waking up at 7 AM on a Sunday …noway).
And by the time i realize that , iam already 1month old in my new role.
Expectations have started to rise, Targets have been announced, I am xpected to join the Marquee from this month end.
Day by day I am getting used to new business processes, acquinted to new frenz, and most importantly new Timings.
By the time I reach home it would be time to sleep giving me no chance to think about how to spend my time…..
Its time to pull up my socks , roll my sleeves and get it going….I have got some new movies and finding it difficult to watch them…
Initially I felt I had a lot of time to pursue various hobbies such as Movies (I planned to join a Movie Club, but left the thght of it now), go on a trek (stopped checking GHAC meetup mails), planned to go for the famous Heritage walk from Charminar to Chowmohalla palace (hahaha..waking up at 7 AM on a Sunday …noway).
And by the time i realize that , iam already 1month old in my new role.
Expectations have started to rise, Targets have been announced, I am xpected to join the Marquee from this month end.
Day by day I am getting used to new business processes, acquinted to new frenz, and most importantly new Timings.
By the time I reach home it would be time to sleep giving me no chance to think about how to spend my time…..
Its time to pull up my socks , roll my sleeves and get it going….I have got some new movies and finding it difficult to watch them…
Thursday, April 15, 2010
i BlOg BcOz.....
Let me confess that when I started blogging I had no idea as to why people blog.
One day in my office there was a flashy email saying that my colleague is the Top Blogger of the month (with his picture). Eagerly I checked onto his blog page to see why was his picture being flashed across 50k Screens in the organization. All I could find on his bloglink was an empty page. I immediately turned back to him and asked him as to what does this imply. Shaken by my observation, he immediately opened his blog and made a post.
What went behind the scene was, Blogging was a new concept introduced in our organization and to promote that , blogs were picked randomly and awarded the Best blog of the month Award. And my dearest neighbor, unknowingly started a blog (but didn’t attempt to make a post, as he wud not have figured wat this was meant to be) the previous evening but had no idea as to what to post.
So picking the queue from him (and to be a wanna be Best Blogger ), I also started a blog of mine and gradually picked up pace by contributing every now and then and extended my blog to blogger.com
Even till date my Blog Follower count is still a single digit count . So you could imagine the kind of circle I am into. None of friends blog. So they don’t read my blogs. I literally dragged many of my frenz to blogging world, while some never turned up (ending in wasting a url by creating their blog but never use it) and some stopped blogging after some time.
It is because of such callous attitude that I drift away from blogging as I find no one appreciating my writing style/ sense of humor or rather observations.
It is at times like these that I LOSE INTEREST TO BLOG.
However I am a regular follower of blogs written by my favourite bloggers, my adrenaline starts pumping up and the fever to start blogging arises.
One of them is Shrinidhi who is an avid blogger. On a regular basis I learn from him that even this can be blogged. My understanding of blogging (initially) was to vent out. He blogs with such passion that he blogs about everything- from vehicle reviews - Places to visit (I love his chandnichowk trip post) – NGO Activities to a part of – Technology Forums (recently he even LIVE blogged from a techie forum) – Social issues – Adventure stuff (currently he is blogging on behalf of a guy who is climbing Mount Everest and updates enidhi ).
The first time I met him was in a Brainstorming session held in our office in ways to improve blogging culture across the organization. Though I never maintained that rapport with him, I regularly followed his blogs, because his contents are unconventional. Normally when I blog for a season it is about politics, another season about movies ,another one abt Social issues (if u had read my previous posts u wud have observed this pattern). May be this is wat is called as PATTERN /AMETUERISH Blogs.
While Shri has always been unconventional, one day if it is about travel the next post would be something which I could not imagine (May be this is wat is called as PROFESSIONAL blogging Vamsi )
Joining Shri on my fav list is Sodium, (yes remember ur chemistry classes NAOH- Sodium hydroxide). I bumped onto his blog from nowhere and had been constantly hooked to his blog. He started to blog from his engg days at IIT. His posts peaked from regular classroom happenings - dreams sharing – professional excitements. His posts are quite witty and his take on learning’s from reality makes them interesting to read.
Offlate I have started to follow the blog of Smita. As usual I don’t know her (Thanks to internet for making this possible, now people can follow unknown’s). She is an Avid reader and the best part is she posts a review of all the books that she reads and also rates them . In short she saves my MONEY. Every time I go to Crosswords to buy a book I end up admiring every book with colorful front page. Now a days I have started to read the review by smita , only then I am daring to buy a book. Though I am not a voracious reader like her, her blog updates me about the recent books.
And it is because of people like these I BLOG.
Even though with not much fan following, I try to stay updated with my passion (if not anything else this keeps my Typing Speed constant.)
How come all these people's names start with 'S'....:-(
One day in my office there was a flashy email saying that my colleague is the Top Blogger of the month (with his picture). Eagerly I checked onto his blog page to see why was his picture being flashed across 50k Screens in the organization. All I could find on his bloglink was an empty page. I immediately turned back to him and asked him as to what does this imply. Shaken by my observation, he immediately opened his blog and made a post.
What went behind the scene was, Blogging was a new concept introduced in our organization and to promote that , blogs were picked randomly and awarded the Best blog of the month Award. And my dearest neighbor, unknowingly started a blog (but didn’t attempt to make a post, as he wud not have figured wat this was meant to be) the previous evening but had no idea as to what to post.
So picking the queue from him (and to be a wanna be Best Blogger ), I also started a blog of mine and gradually picked up pace by contributing every now and then and extended my blog to blogger.com
Even till date my Blog Follower count is still a single digit count . So you could imagine the kind of circle I am into. None of friends blog. So they don’t read my blogs. I literally dragged many of my frenz to blogging world, while some never turned up (ending in wasting a url by creating their blog but never use it) and some stopped blogging after some time.
It is because of such callous attitude that I drift away from blogging as I find no one appreciating my writing style/ sense of humor or rather observations.
It is at times like these that I LOSE INTEREST TO BLOG.
However I am a regular follower of blogs written by my favourite bloggers, my adrenaline starts pumping up and the fever to start blogging arises.
One of them is Shrinidhi who is an avid blogger. On a regular basis I learn from him that even this can be blogged. My understanding of blogging (initially) was to vent out. He blogs with such passion that he blogs about everything- from vehicle reviews - Places to visit (I love his chandnichowk trip post) – NGO Activities to a part of – Technology Forums (recently he even LIVE blogged from a techie forum) – Social issues – Adventure stuff (currently he is blogging on behalf of a guy who is climbing Mount Everest and updates enidhi ).
The first time I met him was in a Brainstorming session held in our office in ways to improve blogging culture across the organization. Though I never maintained that rapport with him, I regularly followed his blogs, because his contents are unconventional. Normally when I blog for a season it is about politics, another season about movies ,another one abt Social issues (if u had read my previous posts u wud have observed this pattern). May be this is wat is called as PATTERN /AMETUERISH Blogs.
While Shri has always been unconventional, one day if it is about travel the next post would be something which I could not imagine (May be this is wat is called as PROFESSIONAL blogging Vamsi )
Joining Shri on my fav list is Sodium, (yes remember ur chemistry classes NAOH- Sodium hydroxide). I bumped onto his blog from nowhere and had been constantly hooked to his blog. He started to blog from his engg days at IIT. His posts peaked from regular classroom happenings - dreams sharing – professional excitements. His posts are quite witty and his take on learning’s from reality makes them interesting to read.
Offlate I have started to follow the blog of Smita. As usual I don’t know her (Thanks to internet for making this possible, now people can follow unknown’s). She is an Avid reader and the best part is she posts a review of all the books that she reads and also rates them . In short she saves my MONEY. Every time I go to Crosswords to buy a book I end up admiring every book with colorful front page. Now a days I have started to read the review by smita , only then I am daring to buy a book. Though I am not a voracious reader like her, her blog updates me about the recent books.
And it is because of people like these I BLOG.
Even though with not much fan following, I try to stay updated with my passion (if not anything else this keeps my Typing Speed constant.)
How come all these people's names start with 'S'....:-(
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
forever and ever....
“….May these colleagues be the last to die doing their job for our company”, was what our CEO (of my newly joined company) said, ending his mail on a sad note.
That line made me re-read the entire mail and a sense of pride beamed in me for being a part of this company.
Though in my induction to this new firm our HR mentioned many fancy words about the firm (everyone knows whats in once u enter the dragon), little did I care to concentrate . I assumed that to be a regular monotonous sermon.
But just one week past and I end up opening this mail on one fine day, and I could not stop my excitement.
I am associated with a brand where people risk their lives to run the business and it is because of such people that we are ranked No. 1 in terms of Associate delight as per a recent survey.
Ok ok…I got ur point…may b I am a little more excited to share this news, but last but not the least how many of you feel that you work with someone where u see HERO’s in real time (not on celluliod), someone who risk’s their lives on a daily basis to report the news from the front lines of conflict.
May these Hero’s Live forever…..
That line made me re-read the entire mail and a sense of pride beamed in me for being a part of this company.
Though in my induction to this new firm our HR mentioned many fancy words about the firm (everyone knows whats in once u enter the dragon), little did I care to concentrate . I assumed that to be a regular monotonous sermon.
But just one week past and I end up opening this mail on one fine day, and I could not stop my excitement.
I am associated with a brand where people risk their lives to run the business and it is because of such people that we are ranked No. 1 in terms of Associate delight as per a recent survey.
Ok ok…I got ur point…may b I am a little more excited to share this news, but last but not the least how many of you feel that you work with someone where u see HERO’s in real time (not on celluliod), someone who risk’s their lives on a daily basis to report the news from the front lines of conflict.
May these Hero’s Live forever…..
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Curtains down.....
And here is how it feels when u send out ur last mail (ofcourse from ur releiving company's mail box)
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Dear Team,
At last the day has arrived for me to bid adieu to ABC.
Though my tryst with ABC has been brief, the amount of learning that I had during this learning mode of my career has been enthralling.
I have enjoyed my tenure here and appreciate having had the opportunity to work with you. More so as the road traveled wasn't level and straight, but I surely enjoyed the roller coaster ride and it was fun-filled and enriching.
I thank each one of you who stood by me throughout my journey at XYZ .
You can follow me on http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/
I wish you all the very best in all your Future endeavors.
Do svidaniya
Cheers…
Vamsi
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Picture abhi baaki hei mera dost.........Hasta la Vista Baby!!!!
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Dear Team,
At last the day has arrived for me to bid adieu to ABC.
Though my tryst with ABC has been brief, the amount of learning that I had during this learning mode of my career has been enthralling.
I have enjoyed my tenure here and appreciate having had the opportunity to work with you. More so as the road traveled wasn't level and straight, but I surely enjoyed the roller coaster ride and it was fun-filled and enriching.
I thank each one of you who stood by me throughout my journey at XYZ .
You can follow me on http://realitymatters-vamsi.blogspot.com/
I wish you all the very best in all your Future endeavors.
Do svidaniya
Cheers…
Vamsi
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Picture abhi baaki hei mera dost.........Hasta la Vista Baby!!!!
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
day before D day
And so here is my day before D day.
Am I happy ?? Am I sad?? Not sure though.
Its that kind of emotion that when you are well dressed up and suddenly there is a heavy downpour outside. You want to move out and drench yourself completely but since you have to go and meet a very important person (may be a HR:-)) you do not dare to step out and curse yourself for being a silent spectator.
Wowwww..wat an anomaly krishi…u rock!!! (cant help out ..edisi moham kadukunattu undi ani naaku ardam aindi)
Anyways everyone of us have to make some tough decisions…to estrange ur old buddies in and go out to search new fellows.
If ever Karan thapar (I wud love to be interviewed by Sherin Bahn :-)) wants to interview me tonite on CNBC tv 18 as to wat do I feel at this point of time, I wud say “I guess that’s wat is life all about…when u think that u have made ur self comfortable at a place …it (lyf) throws a new challenge asking you to face this…”
I know I know my dear reader…Looks like iam quite overwhelmed abt all dis happening to me (infact this is not the first time )
All in all to cut the crap…today is my last working day at my office (officially my relieving date is tomorrow but since tomorrow I wud b busy with my relieving formalities). Got my things packed up….my notes…my personal mails backup…my stupendously envied Coffee Mug …getting ready to move out….
Zindagi ek safar hai suhaaanaaa…yeha kab kya hoga kisney jaaana…….
Friday, March 26, 2010
After all are v r still bonded....
Though I tght I shall post this blog after 3days…couldn’t resist myself from doing so.
Today we (Yes..it’s WE…my colleagues at Appy and me) had been to lunch. After repeatedly pestering them to come out for lunch since the time I planned to move out, I managed to move them from their seats.
Now let me introduce my colleagues (akka.. cubbies..cubicle frenz).
H…She was the first person who invited me to join for lunch at cafeteria (For almost 1 week I was having lunch all by myself..all alone in the cafeteria..It is such a weird feeling when u move from a team who gave company for lunch to one man show kind of lunch). She is ok kind of girl (Pretty ani raastey feel ekkuva avtundi ani raayatam ledu…anyways the gud news is she is pretty and the sad one is she is COMMITED) …And believe me I don’t feign to show off as a BA till date……I wud pray for god for ur happy days to kick start soon (and sad days for N :-))
M..He is the guy with whom I share a great rapport. We both join together when it comes to pull someone’s leg (at times satirically and at times sincerely). He has got great sense of humor and the timing with which he delivers Punches is hilarious. Quite a Witty person, Hardworking (Logs IN exactly at 9.30AM and out after 7PM..i nvr dared to beat him in his schedule). I adore him for the way he mingles with people….I still have no clue when Nokia is gonna launch ur much awaited Dual sim phone in india
R…Though I met him late, we always hang around for coffee and lunch breaks. A Body building champion with amazing cuts (I mean it guyz…) always curious to know everything. Though his role demands him to be a supervisor, he manages to balance the thin line to be friendly with his team and at the same time gets things done by them….Shall have a treat from you once ur Maruthi Suzuki Swift desire turns up….
MN…and here comes my neighbor (sits beside me). A Calm guy….A patient listener (since he bears my garrulous talk…Yes whenever I feel sleepy I turn to MN and start a chat..i talk all crap abt everything and anything tht strikes me). A silent supporter for me. I still remember he saying to H that whatever she says he would always support me anytime…(MN u made me feel proud for my crap talk :-))…Some day u shall take ur revenge at the very person who troubles u for count….
And there is B …who was always there in our talks ..but now moved to UK…Good and transparent guy who says what he feels upfront. Though v didn’t have much time to spend, he stays in touch vth any latest updates at Appy (He is our Breaking News host)
So this was my team at Appy. Though officially they were from Testing team and I was from Biz Analyst team, they nvr allowed me to feel that iam an outsider to their techie talks…
Guyz I miss the fun here…I miss the pantry coffees(yeah I agree the coffee is cold )…I miss our P3 Serpentine queue’s for lunch..and I Miss our post lunch inspection walks (M & R…though v nvr managed to view the fashion show at the entrance …I still feel sad for it…)..I miss the Red Bull (Gals)…I miss our outer periphery gupshups…I miss our Mr. Bucket stories…
…hey forgot abt Sandy…hey H say hi to sandy …M shud attack it daily with his witty one liners……and I still didn’t get that Siebel notes that u promised…:-(
I really thank u all for making me feel to come to office everyday (and H - I broke ur record for 2 continous weeks…wat say M??) and most importantly make me skeptical if iam gonna get such group again at my new place :-(
This reminds me of my childhood days lessons from Lego blocks game….I build a huge building painfully placing all the blocks and suddenly my sister would break it…and I had to start all over again to put the structure….Now that my team here is scattered I have to build another one…that’s what is life all about
All the Very Best for ur future and hope to bump in to you some day (I still hang around in hitech-city)….now it seems like I am gonna make u all cry with such long post…no Emotional Atyachaars plssssssss….
Finally one word to end dis…Hakunamatataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
P.S: though I know that u guyz don’t blog…do keep on visiting my blog to know wats happning vth me (at least sign in as my followers..my followers count wud increase:-)
Today we (Yes..it’s WE…my colleagues at Appy and me) had been to lunch. After repeatedly pestering them to come out for lunch since the time I planned to move out, I managed to move them from their seats.
Now let me introduce my colleagues (akka.. cubbies..cubicle frenz).
H…She was the first person who invited me to join for lunch at cafeteria (For almost 1 week I was having lunch all by myself..all alone in the cafeteria..It is such a weird feeling when u move from a team who gave company for lunch to one man show kind of lunch). She is ok kind of girl (Pretty ani raastey feel ekkuva avtundi ani raayatam ledu…anyways the gud news is she is pretty and the sad one is she is COMMITED) …And believe me I don’t feign to show off as a BA till date……I wud pray for god for ur happy days to kick start soon (and sad days for N :-))
M..He is the guy with whom I share a great rapport. We both join together when it comes to pull someone’s leg (at times satirically and at times sincerely). He has got great sense of humor and the timing with which he delivers Punches is hilarious. Quite a Witty person, Hardworking (Logs IN exactly at 9.30AM and out after 7PM..i nvr dared to beat him in his schedule). I adore him for the way he mingles with people….I still have no clue when Nokia is gonna launch ur much awaited Dual sim phone in india
R…Though I met him late, we always hang around for coffee and lunch breaks. A Body building champion with amazing cuts (I mean it guyz…) always curious to know everything. Though his role demands him to be a supervisor, he manages to balance the thin line to be friendly with his team and at the same time gets things done by them….Shall have a treat from you once ur Maruthi Suzuki Swift desire turns up….
MN…and here comes my neighbor (sits beside me). A Calm guy….A patient listener (since he bears my garrulous talk…Yes whenever I feel sleepy I turn to MN and start a chat..i talk all crap abt everything and anything tht strikes me). A silent supporter for me. I still remember he saying to H that whatever she says he would always support me anytime…(MN u made me feel proud for my crap talk :-))…Some day u shall take ur revenge at the very person who troubles u for count….
And there is B …who was always there in our talks ..but now moved to UK…Good and transparent guy who says what he feels upfront. Though v didn’t have much time to spend, he stays in touch vth any latest updates at Appy (He is our Breaking News host)
So this was my team at Appy. Though officially they were from Testing team and I was from Biz Analyst team, they nvr allowed me to feel that iam an outsider to their techie talks…
Guyz I miss the fun here…I miss the pantry coffees(yeah I agree the coffee is cold )…I miss our P3 Serpentine queue’s for lunch..and I Miss our post lunch inspection walks (M & R…though v nvr managed to view the fashion show at the entrance …I still feel sad for it…)..I miss the Red Bull (Gals)…I miss our outer periphery gupshups…I miss our Mr. Bucket stories…
…hey forgot abt Sandy…hey H say hi to sandy …M shud attack it daily with his witty one liners……and I still didn’t get that Siebel notes that u promised…:-(
I really thank u all for making me feel to come to office everyday (and H - I broke ur record for 2 continous weeks…wat say M??) and most importantly make me skeptical if iam gonna get such group again at my new place :-(
This reminds me of my childhood days lessons from Lego blocks game….I build a huge building painfully placing all the blocks and suddenly my sister would break it…and I had to start all over again to put the structure….Now that my team here is scattered I have to build another one…that’s what is life all about
All the Very Best for ur future and hope to bump in to you some day (I still hang around in hitech-city)….now it seems like I am gonna make u all cry with such long post…no Emotional Atyachaars plssssssss….
Finally one word to end dis…Hakunamatataaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
P.S: though I know that u guyz don’t blog…do keep on visiting my blog to know wats happning vth me (at least sign in as my followers..my followers count wud increase:-)
Thursday, March 25, 2010
4 days to go....
Well well well…looks like my team here is feeling sad to lose an esteemed team member (Ok I know I am not that esteem as I have bragged).
Today after putting down my papers (eagerly waiting for my relieving date which is 4 days from now), I was involved in my regular chore of activities (forwading mails, googling and reading blogs). Saurab my team mate pinged me on gtalk (recently our places have been changed and I & saurab sit opposite to each other with a partition )
“is it 4 more days left for freedom ?”
Guessing that he was feeling sad for my departure, tght of boosting up his morale and said few adrenaline pumping quotes to him (to bring back the cheer on his face)
It reminded me of a typical forwarded email that I stumbled upon sometime back , 2 fellows sit infront of each other ,I mean 2 opposite workstations and ask if the other person has received the mail that this fellow has sent.
As I and Saurab were sharing this lighter moment, my another team mate Ashu pounced onto my partition (actually he read my chat messages on saurab’s machine) asking me …
“What is the common thing that a Software Engineer and a Beggar have in common?”
As I kept on thinking to remember if that was a one liner from any forwarded mail he answered his questions saying …
“ Both of them ask which Platform are you working on ”
While the other 2 team members were busy with daily rituals we 3 shared a lighter note ….hmm gonna miss this in 4 days
Today after putting down my papers (eagerly waiting for my relieving date which is 4 days from now), I was involved in my regular chore of activities (forwading mails, googling and reading blogs). Saurab my team mate pinged me on gtalk (recently our places have been changed and I & saurab sit opposite to each other with a partition )
“is it 4 more days left for freedom ?”
Guessing that he was feeling sad for my departure, tght of boosting up his morale and said few adrenaline pumping quotes to him (to bring back the cheer on his face)
It reminded me of a typical forwarded email that I stumbled upon sometime back , 2 fellows sit infront of each other ,I mean 2 opposite workstations and ask if the other person has received the mail that this fellow has sent.
As I and Saurab were sharing this lighter moment, my another team mate Ashu pounced onto my partition (actually he read my chat messages on saurab’s machine) asking me …
“What is the common thing that a Software Engineer and a Beggar have in common?”
As I kept on thinking to remember if that was a one liner from any forwarded mail he answered his questions saying …
“ Both of them ask which Platform are you working on ”
While the other 2 team members were busy with daily rituals we 3 shared a lighter note ….hmm gonna miss this in 4 days
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Trip to Srisailam
After a long tussle with my frenz, I managed to win over them and convinced them for a long drive to srisailam last weekend.
Since there were many trips that we planned exhaustively but none of them fruitified in the past, so we kept the planning away from hype.
I and Lucky finalized the itinerary and confirmed with Shali and prashant on the day before of the journey.
SO on Saturday morning at 5 AM we started from Kukatpally, picked Prashant at Santosh nagar and headed towards srisailam highway via chandrayan gutta.
By 6 AM we moved out of the city, had a chance to view Sunrise amidst no concrete interventions. We had a Garam Chai at a village on the way and headed out on our way.
From a longtime we wanted to go on for a trek , incidentally last week we planned to join GHAC group for their Moulali Trek but due to our laziness didn’t wake on time and so missed the Rappelling fun. As we crossed a village called Amangal, a thought struck to us that we shall try trekking, So loaded with vengeance, we stopped our vehicle near a Hillock and climbed the hill.
As this was our first trek (that too with no safety mechanisms), we managed to climb uphill in 30 mins and descended in 35 minutes. Though the initial terrain was normal, as we steeped ahead the ascending angled increased which made our descend thrilling. At one point of time we were on our hands grappling to descend without skidding.
At 8.30AM Successfully after 75 minutes we completed the trek and scored a 1 in our trekking account.
From there we headed to a Small Dhaba for Breakfast. As I read in some blogs about the kind of food that we can expect on the way to srisailam I suggested everyone to have an extra plate of dosa to be on safe side.
After Breakfast we took the straight road to Srisailam. Our first stop was at UmaMaheswaram, a temple on hillock. Before driving on the real Ghat road of srisailam , this road provided a sample track of how to drive on the ghat road.
From here we headed to MallelaTheertham, a picturesque location with Waterfalls. It comes 56 Km's before srisailam. From where we need to take a left and drive 8 Km's on a kacha road.(the max speed that u can drive on this road is30Kms..so imagine the kind of road)
The waterfalls were great. We had a shower. There was a corporate gang who were cooking food (with drinks) and were having a blast.
After the shower we headed directly to Srisailam as all of us were exhausted. On the way we stopped at couple of view points and clicked some snaps. The real surprise was yet to come.
Once we reached srisailam we were shocked to see the crowd. Little did we realize/ knew that Karnataka and Maharashtra ppl come to Srisailam for Ugadi.
By seeing the crowd we were awestruck. It took 2 hrs for us to manage Hotel Room due to heavy rush.
After refreshing ourselves we tght we shall complete the darshan on Saturday itself. We stood in the special darshan Queue at 8PM and reached the ticket counter at 11.30PM. The temple was so crowded that it took 5 hours for us for the darshan.
We came out of temple at 1.30AM on Sunday and all 4 of us were completely out. we had chapattis which were so hard to eat that we could chew only 1 and had to leave the other one.
In the queue for 5 hours many pictures flashed through my mind. 2 Years back, on shali's bday (which incidentally was on mahasivaratri) we went to a restaurant and had chicken biryani knowing the fact that it was Sivaraatri. So I tght Lord siva wanted us to pay for our arrogance by making us stand in the Queue for 5 hrs.
The next day we woke up at 9AM, refreshed and moved out of srisailam (My car gave a little trouble but thankfully that was resolved in 2 hrs.)
On the way back again we halted at many places , we drove my car into srisailam dam water and had some fun time.
On the way back at Amangal, Prashant suggested to get some pure Palm Wine as he knew someone in that village. After some search we located the person who extracted Kallu in front of us form the tree and I tasted a glass. It was good but I didn’t dare to have one more.
By the time we reached home it was 10PM. The distance totaled to 520 Kms. This was my First long drive wherein I drove almost 400+Kms.
To view the pics click below...
http://picasaweb.google.com/krishireddy/Srisailam201002?authkey=Gv1sRgCJj6mYmq3qyViAE#
Since there were many trips that we planned exhaustively but none of them fruitified in the past, so we kept the planning away from hype.
I and Lucky finalized the itinerary and confirmed with Shali and prashant on the day before of the journey.
SO on Saturday morning at 5 AM we started from Kukatpally, picked Prashant at Santosh nagar and headed towards srisailam highway via chandrayan gutta.
By 6 AM we moved out of the city, had a chance to view Sunrise amidst no concrete interventions. We had a Garam Chai at a village on the way and headed out on our way.
From a longtime we wanted to go on for a trek , incidentally last week we planned to join GHAC group for their Moulali Trek but due to our laziness didn’t wake on time and so missed the Rappelling fun. As we crossed a village called Amangal, a thought struck to us that we shall try trekking, So loaded with vengeance, we stopped our vehicle near a Hillock and climbed the hill.
As this was our first trek (that too with no safety mechanisms), we managed to climb uphill in 30 mins and descended in 35 minutes. Though the initial terrain was normal, as we steeped ahead the ascending angled increased which made our descend thrilling. At one point of time we were on our hands grappling to descend without skidding.
At 8.30AM Successfully after 75 minutes we completed the trek and scored a 1 in our trekking account.
From there we headed to a Small Dhaba for Breakfast. As I read in some blogs about the kind of food that we can expect on the way to srisailam I suggested everyone to have an extra plate of dosa to be on safe side.
After Breakfast we took the straight road to Srisailam. Our first stop was at UmaMaheswaram, a temple on hillock. Before driving on the real Ghat road of srisailam , this road provided a sample track of how to drive on the ghat road.
From here we headed to MallelaTheertham, a picturesque location with Waterfalls. It comes 56 Km's before srisailam. From where we need to take a left and drive 8 Km's on a kacha road.(the max speed that u can drive on this road is30Kms..so imagine the kind of road)
The waterfalls were great. We had a shower. There was a corporate gang who were cooking food (with drinks) and were having a blast.
After the shower we headed directly to Srisailam as all of us were exhausted. On the way we stopped at couple of view points and clicked some snaps. The real surprise was yet to come.
Once we reached srisailam we were shocked to see the crowd. Little did we realize/ knew that Karnataka and Maharashtra ppl come to Srisailam for Ugadi.
By seeing the crowd we were awestruck. It took 2 hrs for us to manage Hotel Room due to heavy rush.
After refreshing ourselves we tght we shall complete the darshan on Saturday itself. We stood in the special darshan Queue at 8PM and reached the ticket counter at 11.30PM. The temple was so crowded that it took 5 hours for us for the darshan.
We came out of temple at 1.30AM on Sunday and all 4 of us were completely out. we had chapattis which were so hard to eat that we could chew only 1 and had to leave the other one.
In the queue for 5 hours many pictures flashed through my mind. 2 Years back, on shali's bday (which incidentally was on mahasivaratri) we went to a restaurant and had chicken biryani knowing the fact that it was Sivaraatri. So I tght Lord siva wanted us to pay for our arrogance by making us stand in the Queue for 5 hrs.
The next day we woke up at 9AM, refreshed and moved out of srisailam (My car gave a little trouble but thankfully that was resolved in 2 hrs.)
On the way back again we halted at many places , we drove my car into srisailam dam water and had some fun time.
On the way back at Amangal, Prashant suggested to get some pure Palm Wine as he knew someone in that village. After some search we located the person who extracted Kallu in front of us form the tree and I tasted a glass. It was good but I didn’t dare to have one more.
By the time we reached home it was 10PM. The distance totaled to 520 Kms. This was my First long drive wherein I drove almost 400+Kms.
To view the pics click below...
http://picasaweb.google.com/krishireddy/Srisailam201002?authkey=Gv1sRgCJj6mYmq3qyViAE#
Friday, March 12, 2010
My Mobile life....
I thought I will take a break from my regular posts of venting out on politics, movie reviews., etc So planned to share my experience with mobile phones.
My mobile tryst started off with a Nokia 3315 in my engineering college. Since I cud not afford for a slim looking one, had to suffice myself with this sturdy mobile. Though bulky it helped me throughout my engineering initial days.
Then moved onto Nokia 6030 , a color mobile.
It had an inbuilt FM and Radio mirchi was introduced in Hyd for the first time. So it was great fun to put FM on speaker in my classroom and every one used to enjoy the music while completing their Records (Yes we used to complete our Lab Records in college, we didn’t want to waste time at home:-) )
And as I moved to my first corporate exposure, Mom bought a new Nokia 3230 as a gift. Liked it very much as it had a Music player and a decent camera. Though I never had the funds to increase its memory card from 32MB (a free card that was given along with the mobile).
All through till that time I was a diehard Nokia Fan.
As my sister wanted a mobile ,for she was moving to Delhi, I bought a Sony Ericsson W200i for her. As customary I used the new mobile and she had to adjust herself with the old one (that’s the advantage of being the Elder, u get to use brand new ones and can pass on ur legacy to ur chottu's)
Though I used w200i for a momentary period of time, I was enthralled by its walkman music , amazing one, the Bass and treble that it produces is unmatched.
SO my next choice of mobile was Sony Ericsson W580i, a gift from my sis once she got placed with an MNC with a whopping initial package.
W580i was the mobile that I used for a longer time compared to all my previous mobiles. It made a complete music freak out of me. I used it for close to 2 years. As every mobile starts to wear out after sometime, W580's time also began.
I wanted to move ahead and try an touch phone . Checked with Iphone and its cost made me reconsider my decision. At the same time happened to see a touch phone form Samsung in Reliance Digital. When the sales girl (gud looking one) said it was at 8k, i could not sleep the entire night (no not because of the girl but bcoz of tat 8k touch mobile).
Did exhaustive research on Net and read every single review about the phone, and finally zeroed onto Samsung Corby (only reason why I chose it than a Samsung Star was because Corby had the option to use my Sony ericsson kind of bullet Headset)
At 7.5k Corby was the best deal (everyone goes mute when I say the price of the mobile).
So its Samsung Corby now in hands . Shall post an in detail review of Corby soon.
P.S: The funniest part is I have all my older mobiles with me still. Some of them were not repaired and some could not be repaired
My mobile tryst started off with a Nokia 3315 in my engineering college. Since I cud not afford for a slim looking one, had to suffice myself with this sturdy mobile. Though bulky it helped me throughout my engineering initial days.
Then moved onto Nokia 6030 , a color mobile.
It had an inbuilt FM and Radio mirchi was introduced in Hyd for the first time. So it was great fun to put FM on speaker in my classroom and every one used to enjoy the music while completing their Records (Yes we used to complete our Lab Records in college, we didn’t want to waste time at home:-) )
And as I moved to my first corporate exposure, Mom bought a new Nokia 3230 as a gift. Liked it very much as it had a Music player and a decent camera. Though I never had the funds to increase its memory card from 32MB (a free card that was given along with the mobile).
All through till that time I was a diehard Nokia Fan.
As my sister wanted a mobile ,for she was moving to Delhi, I bought a Sony Ericsson W200i for her. As customary I used the new mobile and she had to adjust herself with the old one (that’s the advantage of being the Elder, u get to use brand new ones and can pass on ur legacy to ur chottu's)
Though I used w200i for a momentary period of time, I was enthralled by its walkman music , amazing one, the Bass and treble that it produces is unmatched.
SO my next choice of mobile was Sony Ericsson W580i, a gift from my sis once she got placed with an MNC with a whopping initial package.
W580i was the mobile that I used for a longer time compared to all my previous mobiles. It made a complete music freak out of me. I used it for close to 2 years. As every mobile starts to wear out after sometime, W580's time also began.
I wanted to move ahead and try an touch phone . Checked with Iphone and its cost made me reconsider my decision. At the same time happened to see a touch phone form Samsung in Reliance Digital. When the sales girl (gud looking one) said it was at 8k, i could not sleep the entire night (no not because of the girl but bcoz of tat 8k touch mobile).
Did exhaustive research on Net and read every single review about the phone, and finally zeroed onto Samsung Corby (only reason why I chose it than a Samsung Star was because Corby had the option to use my Sony ericsson kind of bullet Headset)
At 7.5k Corby was the best deal (everyone goes mute when I say the price of the mobile).
So its Samsung Corby now in hands . Shall post an in detail review of Corby soon.
P.S: The funniest part is I have all my older mobiles with me still. Some of them were not repaired and some could not be repaired
Monday, March 8, 2010
Stop ...Sound...Horn
I have to blog...i am not sure wat to blog, how to blog but I just wanna blog.
And here it is , I have put down my papers here at my company. Though I haven’t been here for more time, it has been a gud experience to hang around with people from different domains.
As i always claimed in my team, this brief tryst helped me enhance my logical and decision making skills. (hahaha..dis is wat a Tom Hanks says once he returns home from his Castaway island)
On a serious note, I transitioned into a Business Analyst (from visiting card designation to payroll designation)
Learning has never stopped. Coming from a company of 50k headcount and work in a company with barely 2500 odd employees is a daunting task. Daunting because I need to forgo all my luxuries of communicators, landlines (with STD facilities),complete automatised processes & Approvals to complete tasks.
No regrets though. Every company that is today at its peak position would have passed this stage and there would have been many vamsi's like me who were involved in building these companies to what they are today.
And yes I am sure with this experience I had made a cornucopia of my resume with various ingredients like working domains as diverse as software development vis-a-vis independent software testing.
Stop..Sound..Hor...and overtake (vrooooooom)
Lyf is callingggggggg...and I am moving....
Zindagi ek safar hai suhaaana...
Yeha kab kya hoga kisne jaana…
And here it is , I have put down my papers here at my company. Though I haven’t been here for more time, it has been a gud experience to hang around with people from different domains.
As i always claimed in my team, this brief tryst helped me enhance my logical and decision making skills. (hahaha..dis is wat a Tom Hanks says once he returns home from his Castaway island)
On a serious note, I transitioned into a Business Analyst (from visiting card designation to payroll designation)
Learning has never stopped. Coming from a company of 50k headcount and work in a company with barely 2500 odd employees is a daunting task. Daunting because I need to forgo all my luxuries of communicators, landlines (with STD facilities),complete automatised processes & Approvals to complete tasks.
No regrets though. Every company that is today at its peak position would have passed this stage and there would have been many vamsi's like me who were involved in building these companies to what they are today.
And yes I am sure with this experience I had made a cornucopia of my resume with various ingredients like working domains as diverse as software development vis-a-vis independent software testing.
Stop..Sound..Hor...and overtake (vrooooooom)
Lyf is callingggggggg...and I am moving....
Zindagi ek safar hai suhaaana...
Yeha kab kya hoga kisne jaana…
Monday, March 1, 2010
A matter of pride....
When the person whom you think is your mentor says that he learnt something from you, the kind of fulfillment that you have inside you is quite unexplainable.
And when someone who is inspired by you gives that credit to you, you truly would be on cloud 9 (no this is not the new energy drink with superb models clinging around it).
Similarly when one of my friends recently started to blog, he accredited that it was ME who inspired him to blog, I was AWESTRUCK. We both used to hang around throughout my graduation days and outbeat each other with our vocab levels (mostly the GRE wordlist).
Coming from a similar background, both of us were average students carrying tones of dreams to do this and that.
In due course of time we both took different career paths and learnt things in a different way. He is always inquisitive, cheerful dynamic, extrovert, amicable and loving person. Whatever were his learning lessons in life he would take care that I would not have to drive through the same failed path but rather help me to come out successfully.
And when someone who is inspired by you gives that credit to you, you truly would be on cloud 9 (no this is not the new energy drink with superb models clinging around it).
Similarly when one of my friends recently started to blog, he accredited that it was ME who inspired him to blog, I was AWESTRUCK. We both used to hang around throughout my graduation days and outbeat each other with our vocab levels (mostly the GRE wordlist).
Coming from a similar background, both of us were average students carrying tones of dreams to do this and that.
In due course of time we both took different career paths and learnt things in a different way. He is always inquisitive, cheerful dynamic, extrovert, amicable and loving person. Whatever were his learning lessons in life he would take care that I would not have to drive through the same failed path but rather help me to come out successfully.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
F & F
Today I went to temple to accompany a friend of mine.
Another reason why I accompanied was I was also equally disturbed with the way things are turning up. Sometime back I read somewhere that ,one lesson that life teaches is that there would be a bandwidth of time during which everything that you do would be seen from a negative angle by every one.
However hard you try to put things in place they still seem to be placed OUT of Place to everyone.
Leaving that a side as I finished my darshan and sat on the steps to relax mentally, there turned up an Elderly gentleman who was asking all the devotees to complete a form which required you to chant the mantra and write it (I really do not know the reason for this act but iam of the opinion that people write 108 times and multiple 108 times for a strong belief which iam not certain about.).
With No offence meant I replied to him that iam no mood to write it, as I was already perturbed by some other issues. With an aggressive tone he gave me 4 slips and said “Fill as much as u can in 10 minutes, Just write for 10 minutes”.
Unwillingly I accepted the form and started to fill it.
After 10 minutes I found that I wasn’t able to concentrate on the work that iam doing. I wrote it barely 20 times.
My mind kept on wandering around many other issues and I saw that the man’s way of asking people to fill the form was not the way it should have meant to be. People come to temple because of 2 F’s one is Faith and the other Fear. I don’t know if most of you would agree with the Fear part. And hence people were writing because of their own F.
After 45 minutes my mind was not co-operating to perform an act in which my heart wasn’t involved in. Reluctantly I went to the Elderly gentleman , handed over him the sheet and said that I couldn’t complete the sheet . To my surprise the man started to shout at me for not completing it.
I explained him that I was in no mood to write it, and he reverted that u have wasted a sheet and no one else would complete this sheet.
There were people who were taking the sheets to home saying that they would complete them and get them back next day.I am not sure how many of those sheets would find their way back in a completed format. Also I am not sure how many of them would not waste those sheets.
The Sole purpose of this act as I understand should be to involve as many devotees as possible to write the mantra 1 crore times and spread the belief. In that sense I have contributed 21 times from my end.
I rebuted to his comments saying that he should not bank upon peoples F, if they really intend to co-operate they would come and do it willingly rather than he forcing a pen and 4 sheets in their hand.
I personally felt sorry for my attitude, but I was equally annoyed with the way he was handling the issue.:-(
Another reason why I accompanied was I was also equally disturbed with the way things are turning up. Sometime back I read somewhere that ,one lesson that life teaches is that there would be a bandwidth of time during which everything that you do would be seen from a negative angle by every one.
However hard you try to put things in place they still seem to be placed OUT of Place to everyone.
Leaving that a side as I finished my darshan and sat on the steps to relax mentally, there turned up an Elderly gentleman who was asking all the devotees to complete a form which required you to chant the mantra and write it (I really do not know the reason for this act but iam of the opinion that people write 108 times and multiple 108 times for a strong belief which iam not certain about.).
With No offence meant I replied to him that iam no mood to write it, as I was already perturbed by some other issues. With an aggressive tone he gave me 4 slips and said “Fill as much as u can in 10 minutes, Just write for 10 minutes”.
Unwillingly I accepted the form and started to fill it.
After 10 minutes I found that I wasn’t able to concentrate on the work that iam doing. I wrote it barely 20 times.
My mind kept on wandering around many other issues and I saw that the man’s way of asking people to fill the form was not the way it should have meant to be. People come to temple because of 2 F’s one is Faith and the other Fear. I don’t know if most of you would agree with the Fear part. And hence people were writing because of their own F.
After 45 minutes my mind was not co-operating to perform an act in which my heart wasn’t involved in. Reluctantly I went to the Elderly gentleman , handed over him the sheet and said that I couldn’t complete the sheet . To my surprise the man started to shout at me for not completing it.
I explained him that I was in no mood to write it, and he reverted that u have wasted a sheet and no one else would complete this sheet.
There were people who were taking the sheets to home saying that they would complete them and get them back next day.I am not sure how many of those sheets would find their way back in a completed format. Also I am not sure how many of them would not waste those sheets.
The Sole purpose of this act as I understand should be to involve as many devotees as possible to write the mantra 1 crore times and spread the belief. In that sense I have contributed 21 times from my end.
I rebuted to his comments saying that he should not bank upon peoples F, if they really intend to co-operate they would come and do it willingly rather than he forcing a pen and 4 sheets in their hand.
I personally felt sorry for my attitude, but I was equally annoyed with the way he was handling the issue.:-(
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