Teacher i forgot my Homework

School days shall have a special set of stories that are wounded up in everyone’s minds. Every one has their own version of their Heroic (or rather specifically termed as Idiotic) acts.

Over lunch today I and my colleague were discussing our school days. Good old funny days.

I hated my School the most but had to land up there every morning (or else mom would accompany me and I shall have my daily dose started there). All the way to school I wished that one of my teacher falls sick so that I can escape that boring class and ask my PT sir to allow us to play in the ground.(till day iam not sure what PT means :-( ).

Being the Class leader I had the authority to maintain silence in the class. As the teacher was busy with her work I would be THE PUNISHER, to note the names of chaps who would talk to one another (and the list had the people who didn’t share their snacks/lunch/pen/labels with me and they used to bribe me with them to erase their name). I enjoyed it a lot.

As a CL I was supposed to collect every one’s homework books and take them to Staff room.(Didn’t realize that I can skip my homework book.) Many a times would end up saying "Teacher i forgot my Homework" for which the reply was "Did you forget ur Lunch box?? No right then Why did you forget this " (Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr)

Till 5th Standard, we used to have a period for SLEEPING. Immediately after lunch there was session to take a royal siesta. Never did I sleep in any sleeping period rather ended up playing. (Now in office I understand the importance of Sleeping Hour)

While returning home again would wish that my tuition teacher goes out on some personal emergency or she falls sick or her relatives. (I just wanted to bunk my tuition as I would never do my homework).

Everyday by the time Mom was making her way back home from a hectic day at the Office I used to invite her with a smile -kneeling down in the balcony for not doing my Tuition Homework. After that heroic act of mine how could Mom let me have my dinner without serving my STARTERs?

Days used to start at 7 AM and end at 9PM with an afternoon break to sleep.

Envied to be like all those elder brothers who used to ride Bikes, go to movies every time a new flick was released and all this answerable to none.(But now I realize that these are just the tip of an Icing on the cake called responsibilities). 

I really long to have those days again.

Operation Shoe……

Looks like every one has their own reason to protest. When a Journalist can throw his shoe at Ex-president of USA Mr. Bush how can that practice be far from being emulated in India.

Elections seem to have tested the patience levels of several at a very personal level. This is evident from the fact that, most of the high profile politicians have been tasting the wrath of general public who no longer could digest their INACTIONs.

 A Sikh Journalist expressed his dissension by hurling his shoe at Mr.Chidambaram’s Press conference as soon as the Congree declared the 1984 Sikh riot accused Tytler as a party candidate.

 Yesterday another angry young man hurled his shoe at Prime Minister Manmohan Singh to record his sentiment (while the actual reason is not yet known as to what made the young man take the bold step)

 Opposition party leader mr. Advani seems to be the most liked person to be hurled by Shoes. Just 2 phases of elections completed and his count stands at 4 (4 Shoes hurled at him at different instances), and he has 3 more phases to go by.

 On a Funny note why cant Shoe companies like Reebok,Nike,Adidas or for that matter our own Bata sign up our much liked politicians as their Brand Ambassadors.

 That way the politicians shall no longer feel shy when someone hurls a Shoe/Sandal (with grease,mud stains) at them. They can start making extra bucks along with their celebrity status being intact.

 What say Mr.Politician???? 

Where is Recession????

Recession…Economic Crisis…..Layoffs…seem to be the words of the season. Every one seems to chat around the same lines or atleast every conversation being ended up on the same lines.

 Xcept Gold Shops!!!!! I have been accompanying Mom to a famous Gold jewellers showroom in Hyderabad and to my utter dismay I found there people buying Gold with all smiles JJ

 For a moment I forgot that I am in Hyderabad one of the city affected by the recent economic slump. The reason they tout now is “Akshaya Trithya” a pious occasion to bring gold home.

 Though I also went to the Shop murmuring , explaining mom that it is recession and no sane person would step into a gold store that too at a time when Gold price is soaring high. But it didn’t work out.

 As the Sales fellow brought in the models my eyes were hooked on to only one Tag (the red one which made my heart pound heavily every time a saw a 5 digit figure on it). With an infectious Smile the sale’s fellow offered his best service by bringing all models worth out of my budget.

 We went into the store with a budget. And as he finalised the bill, the price landed at 2.7 times what I planned for. Unwillingly I accepted the bill and pushed myself to the billing counter waiting for a signal from mom to Abort the mission.

 But I guess she was in no mood to observe my lacklustre face in front of the illuminous glittering models. The Billing Queue was also lengthy enough, I prayed to god that some miracle happens and they put up a board saying HOUSEFULL (unfortunately they always had enough to sell unlike first day movie tickets).

 While I was in the queue which had only gents with a sobering smile on their face regretting as to who the fellow discovered a special day to bring Gold Home.

 I happened to overhear a conversation infront of me, where an Uncle was discussing about a 50% Off on making charges for today. That raised my curiosity to lessen the bill by atleast a few pennies.

 As my turn came up at the Billing counter, before handing over my credit card I enquired about the 50% offer with a 100watts smile for which the billing fellow answered that it was already discounted in my bill , my last hope disillusioned and I felt as if lost the last train to home.

 With heavy heart I signed on my bill copy , while the billing fellow smiled and my smiles waned away as the waves on the shore.

  

Dichotomy againnnnn....

With the global economic Crisis deepening its rut furthermore, seems like most of the individuals are worried about their Jobs. While there seems to be a dichotomy about placements records and recruitments actually happening on ground zero, every one of my collegues(along with me) are waiting for a miracle call – a call that shall change our lives from the current crisis.

But at the same time I see some of the young minds plunging into action. Some of them are planning to start up their own ventures and make it big.

Certainly this may not be a good time to leave a secure job, but if u have no other option rather than to jump into new avenues why not consider the role of an ENTERPRENEUR.

My friends are working on their dream projects. These creative brains are working to make their dreams come true. That also wheedles me to giveup the thought of another lush Job and set up my own idea to work.

Frankly speaking at this point of time I have no real implementable idea that I would like to bet my bucks upon. Or rather there are many idea cluttered up, and I want to do everything given I have the resources. While it should have been the other way around, I shall create resources to make my Idea work(huffffff)

ENTERPRENEURSHIP is one word which i have a Special bonding with, not because iam from a Business Family background, nor am I an MBA iian.

Firstly I like the very thought that I am answerable to NO ONE except my conscience. I can implement my ideas, though they would initially be dwindling ones – I think every successful entrepreneur today had their share of learnings from their mistakes and learnt it.I shall also learn my lessons.

Everything sounds rosy J even now when I am typing this post iam not writing to avoid sleep post lunch, but want to give the ideas running at the back of my mind a form. I shall some day be a JOB CREATOR rather than a Job Seeker.

But from the things that I see now, some of my frenz who are ready to take that bold step to step out of their lush software jobs and search for their success are the brave souls.

Also should I remember the fact that, while this may not be a right time to step out IT MAY be the RIGHT TIME to start off giving shape to your idea. (DICHOTOMY AGAINNNNNN)

Re-entry…

It has been quite a longtime that I visited my blogging space. I attribute this partly to my lazyness and partly to my lappy whose HDD crashed and I had to shell out enough to get it back on track.

Now that the machine is back ,I intend to blog with more vigour and wheedle Ravi,Raj and shali to start blogging again. (Guyz look our blog posts are outdated I think v need to sit down this Saturday over a drink and sort this out J)

There have been numerous developments in life as well…I voted for my leader, I started to enjoy life by taking at as it turns up every day rather than anticipating a huge return for my yesterday’s efforts, I watched many movies, did many first things and realised the fact that HAPPINESS is not found somewhere but it is WHAT YOU CREATE!!!!

So from now onwards I shall pull up my socks to blog regularly J

Adding Political color to "Jai Ho"....

While all the excitement about Ar rehman bringing in home 2 Oscar's is about to settle down,seems like our very own politicians are not yet poised to accept the fact.

With the onset of General Election 2009 Schedule out , all the parties are busy putting their tricks to pull the AAm AAdmi to the polling booth and cast his vote in favor of them thereby digging his own grave :-(

Seems like this time Oscar shall also add their flavor to our general elections.

While the ruling Congress led UPA governament is vying to buy the rights for the Song "Jai Ho" (Oscar winner from Slumdog millionare) from the british Production Company to use it for their Party Election campaigns,leaving no stone unturned to take the pride of developing Indian in their Regime.

The Prime opposition BJP led NDA Conglomerate's favourite Narendra modi ahs started to hit out that "Had Congress not been there, there would be no Slums and when there are no Slums there would be no Slumdog millionare and no Oscar in turn".

All said and done, pointing that Jai Ho won an Oscar because of Congress (What the &#(% ???)
Poor rehman, would regret deeply had he known that the fruits of his efforts are being used to reap the benefits for our Ever-Hungry-Politicians.

Ofcourse it hurts....

Yesterday i got a call from a School friend of mine after a long time.

After our usual gupshup, she started to ask how am i doing and hows my job. With all smiles i gave a satisfied answer and her curiosity rose to zeniths..How come if u are so cool and composed the media reports of layoffs,salary cuts and winding up of ur Organisation.

Rather than being happy may b my response evoked curiosity to ask me Direct Question.

She:"By the Way Vamsi Did u get your Full Salary last month"
Me: "Yes dear (with an AWE)"

She:"Oh gud to hear that. ANyways you have you have commitments i guess,So how are you planning to meet them incase of any adversities"
Me: "Iam mailing you my Account Number. Do transfer the amount and i shall meet my commitments. I dont need to be bothered when i have frenz like you (Emo-S-nal Atyachaar)"

She was little taken aback...may be was checking her inbox if i had really dropped my acc num.

She:" Hey !!!Do you know? " (just trying to deviate the topic)
Me: "Would have known had u called me after my last call which was 8 mnths back"

She: "my dad is searching matches for me"
me: thank God..God save the banda

She: "I rejected 2 matches out of the 4 finalised (as if she has chosen the final 2 contestents of Indian Idol)"

the going gets more interesting to mourn for...:-(

Me: "Bechaarey why didnt they qualify for the finals"(expressing my deepest regrts)
She: "they were from Satyam"

Me: speechlessss
She: "My Security is important to me"

Me: "have you spoken to the guyz atleast"
She:"Nope"

Me:"How did u decide that they are not gud without even speaking to them. may be the guys were better than ur final choices"
She: ---------

Me: "then do u mean that at this point of time even iam not gud enuff"
She: "hey i didnt mean that yaar...Did it hurt you"

Me: ---------