Reminiscence of the Past…

With the Victory of the Blues over the Greens on Wednesday, All that remained to be seen was the Streets of Mumbai. People could not be happier, even in the face of the finals that India plays, against Srilanka on the coming Saturday.

Pakistan has always been a nation looked at with negation; whether it is in Sports or any side of the commercial phase of global acceptance. Solely, the extremism and fundamentalism of the Single most large Religion after Hinduism and Christian-ism, Islam was deliberately fouled by many in the face of the world even without the repercussions from the global Muslim Community.

Although, India yesterday won the great Battle as described by many as a slap on the face of the neighboring country, my internal instincts consciously ask me only one question: “Are they really so different that we need to hate them at all times?”; singularity states that and, by default, None can deny this as well: Pakistan came out of a chunk from India during Partition and People had to take a side. Some chose India (today its 1.12 Billion), while the rest chose a country with the majority of their choice of religion for more security. The Rules were not meant for the common people of India or Pakistan to go against each and begin an era of consistent hatred. Kashmir became an attractive reason for dominance and till today, each and every discussion still holds the paradise in limbo on all counts. For the information of the reader, The Paradise as Kashmir may have been called at one point in time, It is no more a paradise but a silver check point always kept away from normal population lest any bombings take place on that side of the area.

Coming back to my regular topic on why the country neighboring to us should be so uneasy when it comes to a nation simply separated by it by Mountains, the reasons are not just newly fed, but well over an 100 years old, skewed and manipulated further over the years to make a bad situation to worse. No one wants a over fermented Curd, but at the same time, throwing it in someone else’s face does not justify the curds’ sourness either.

Post Victory on Wednesday, I could hear people shouting cries of Anti-Pakistan slogans rather being pro-Hindustan are victorious hail. There were slogans of innocents being called as Kangaroos being hunted and Terrorists being killed, which does not, even remotely, justify the fact that we are even trying to grow out of the fear of those world threats or that we even are ready to accept that not all are a threat and that not every threat comes from Pakistan alone; We have a ready proof to abolish this argument but what about the neighboring countries, the water countries which are killing innocents with the Drug Trafficking and Prostitution which is nearly neglected all the time in the measures to secure the premises from terrorism to creep in!

It surely makes sense that people soon grow out of the hatred to show a difference which even the Indian Military has been showing since the first war with the neighbors: The principal difference of Humanity and humility, even if for a nation which has been framed and proved itself as a menace to the globe as a whole but only through its fundamental and extremist idiots and not the entire population as a whole.

Opportunist

I always thought that Life never gave a second chance in the same manner or at the same rate as the first time. Today I realize there are not just chances that Life provides; there is more to it and it is more than chances at times; it’s sheer opportunity.

This is what happens in all IT Offices as I see them today. Not everyone is good; not everyone is bad. It’s all just plain motives to go ahead in career and strike the right chords. People don’t even mind going childish to simply attain places just because of the opportunistic view inside their mind-set. People from your same kin do not mind pushing you back and hiding things from you (Doesn’t matter if they ever even knew you completely or not…) just because they would otherwise lose the opportunity assigned to their Fate to Yours. And they would not mind this, since it’s all in good faith for their own self. Things even tumble to the level wherein just to show the concern for the organization’s benefit; People go to the level of getting humorous about working in the daily 8 hour environment. That is as good and loyal as being a Dog. Loyalty to company as against the rules of N R Murthy who once said ‘Love your job and not your company’ or When Chetan Bhagat said ‘Be Sincere, not Serious’.

Opportunistic attitude has not been ever condemned or appraised by anyone. It all comes down to the level wherein it becomes as good as terror attack; If it happens, you got to accept it and move on else keep on fighting till the time you are at the same level as the other person in the situation, only to realize that neither of you were capable enough for the chair to sit on, and/otherwise, There is a third Monkey who gets the bread in the end.

“Remember, I am neither a bear nor a bull, I am an agnostic opportunist. I want to make money short- and long-term. I want to find good situations and exploit them.”

Great Weekend

One of those days when you feel that the day should not end. This happened to me in this weekends’ case. One of the best weekends of my times happened on 25^th, 26^th and 27^th March.

Friday came in with a great time with a Close Friend – Nayana at Sammy Sosa’s where it was fun boozing after a long time with a close friend after being outta touch for a pretty long time. It was a memorable time chilling out and catching up some good old memories of School and Et Cetera. There is always something or the other to catch with buddies when met after a long time. And this was no exception. Life at work seldom gives chance to open up and have some fun and ball of a time with people you really care, admire and tend to like to spend time with. It was a great time to catch up on old times with a close friend .

Saturday came in with great news and its personalized view with Deepak’s New house’s House Warming Party. Excitement was on the house when we saw it for the first time and more over knowing that one of our own family member took in terms of his own money and self –dependent property, gave in more to our happiness than mere pride. It was a gala of a time at his place knowing that this would be the time when we would be together in a place owned by the first member with his own repute and dependent will. Chicken, beer and Scotch made rounds as we had a brief talks and fun in his balcony where Rohan suggested an idea of Jacuzzi that still sounds Sane and possibly implementable. All in all, a great day, at a great place, by a great friend.

Sunday, was a milder day than the rest since it was assured that each one had a heavy Monday coming up with the plans for Wednesday big showdown – India v/s Pakistan, the decision for watching it at some sports bar or home was a lingering issue being talked upon a lot. Also, the news of Deepak going to Goa via Flight for the first time was News that was a great look forward to. Best wishes to him and a great play of Mendicot, that followed.

Finally after a beauty of a weekend, things are getting back to normal once the Monday begins, which I presume as I write this post, will already have had begun.

Striving up for a he and heavy week on the new project assigned and expecting a great next weekend and a beautiful life. This is Saurabh signing off the table for now. Good Night All and May the Force be with you.

Adios.

Pursuit or Per-suite of Happiness

Happiness comes in small but worthy quantities and at the moments when you least expect. There are times when predictions are valued fruitless; other times genuine, but it’s the events that define the true existence of Natural Order of everything.

It is a great feeling to know about my friend standing up to his family responsibly taking charge of the duties entrusted in his hands and making the fraternity proud. That is my friend I am talking about. And if truth be told, he is as much more as my Bro than a Friend. Deepak recently purchased a Flat in Thakur Complex and needless to say, it was a surprise to the entire family and Friends. The entire transactions being carried single handedly by a guy, who has always been a source of inspiration to all when it came to taking up responsibilities in our group. An awesome 1 BHK in Thakur Complex – one of the plush areas of Kandivli at a reasonable price is something you would always look out for and rarely get it. And surely this fellow had a hand of God and Blessings behind him to attain such a beauty location and at a beautiful rate and surroundings. It’s not always that you get to enjoy such moments wherein you are proud excited and happy at the same time. And I have had my times for these moments in the recent times.

May God bless you Bro and you reach far higher than you are as of now, and truth be told, you deserve it! Cheers.

Last Blog in Bangalore…

Being at two places in Life is a most enhanced experience, the latter being away from Native. Whoever says that living away from family makes you independent and more mature in terms of handling situations and different kind of people around you; they are very well saying the truth.

Being in Bangalore for almost 2 years makes me write this reminiscent blog of the memories I have had here and also of the feeling of belonging I have got from the people around here. Making Friends and knowing people with different perceptions about “who you are” and “what you are” is something that I have experienced inside out by the time I leave this city today.

What I surely know from my living here is that – All Friends are never true, and everything true cannot beget from a friend. People have talked, bitched, hated and ever fought with me giving me the perception that I initiated it and there has always been trickery somewhere or the other when it came down upon me as being the center of ‘anything’. Things have always been in turmoil, because everyone expected the person on the right/left to prioritize others’ lives as their own and at the same time show in in their actions as well. Some showed diligence in front and some showed behind the back. Stabbing isn’t uncommon and I guess, I saw a lot of that as well. Surely one does not like to crib about things those were bad or which hurt emotionally and mentally. Physical atrocities can be dealt with, but psychological hurt is different. Maybe, that is feminine of me to say that being a guy, I could not handle it. Which I did of course and always had a side wherein I knew that people cannot judge me by what I am always; sometimes they just need to accept a person as it is.

Having said this, I cannot deny the fact that amidst all these scenarios and stupid discussions alongside carom and beer, I made the best of the friends I could have had in Bengaluru and it gives me precedence in describing their acts of traits and deeds of belonging. The times spent on a 40 day streak before my departure with Kashyap; getting knocked out on occasions where it made no sense, drinking till the body not only felt numb but dead indeed, throwing up after a heavy dose or Whisky, Beer, Scotch, Rum and what not; Partying till the wee hours and appreciating instead of apologizing to people knocking on our doors asking for silence in the neighborhood, travelling places and trying to argue and debate, even aggressively for no reason. Showing the wannabe stud act near situations where it’s not required, getting fried over work and being ethical in terms of drinking at times, trying to avoid water whenever possible to simply drink beer, and many more.

Since a coin always has two sides, there have been ups and downs, happy and sad times in my life during my stay at Bengaluru which are now a part of my memories- memories that will never be forgotten including the people in them. It is sad to leave but it also is a happy moment since I have learnt to know people, friends and trust the right ones!

Bengaluru will be sorely missed, but my new opportunities are the next step I wish to climb and make my world better. It is after all the law of life described in a simple quote: “Whenever it is that you leave something good, it is for the search of something better.”

Good Bye Namma Bengaluru

“It’s better to have a Successful Exit, than a Favorable Entrance.. Coz What Matters is Not being Applauded, Wen U arrive... but being Remembered Wen U Leave.”

Oh no! Sachin played so well, yet we lost; He could have been better

For the Losers who think this way,

Today, I found an article on the Reasons for India's losses in WCs and Sachin contribution to the same in either a miraculous way or a curseable way. Yes, the way it has been written by many to criticize Sachin on almost rare losses which India has been through whenever Sachin has scored, seems absolutely astounding, No wonder the Lil Master has been consistently thriving on the Public Influence since he does not work his magic with his mouth, but with his actions for 21 years now.

The Link can be found at http://goo.gl/RAL6l for the viewer's reference, but the fact remains, that after reading all the statistics, if the loser-minded fellows need more proof about the contribution done by the God himself to the Game is credible, i think there is more information to all of them that can be sought from the systems for the last 21 years.

Looking at his winning streaks for the upcoming years and his ambition to remain for a final WC and get it home itself explains his commitment to the game and should not be insulted by his minimal bad-times-on-ground, which is the only thing that media has always been trying hard to concentrate on.

Sometimes Nature’s Miracle, Sometimes Nature’s Fury!!

Today, The world saw the nature’s fury at the worst of it. An Earthquake of unimaginable magnitude (Richter 9.0), hit the Sendai province of Japan. The whole world could see it Live within seconds of the massive destruction caused by the wrath of Nature on its Living Beings at the same time being visually available for all to see and mourn the death, but no one near the Choppers shooting it could perhaps think but once about the casualties that were taking place in front of their eyes as the Waves emerged out of the sea and started flooding the Northern part of the Nation completely.

Lasting for almost 14 hours since its inception, the news channels have been gaining amazing TRPs for the continued visuals and shit-talk about the work that was being said to be done by the authorities of the neighboring countries, regardless of anything to be seen happening on the same lines.

Japan Earthquake: Helicopter aerial view video of giant tsunami waves

Earthquakes have not been very uncommon to Japan or for that matter to the Asian Continent, with the history of the more Volcanic Prone regions being more prevalent and more volatile under the Pacific Ocean for long; What needs to be remembered though is the strategy deployed by the nations over the years trying to reduce the number of Deaths that have been caused. But the numbers are more or less the same. New techniques like Earthquake meter, quake resistant steel buildings deployed to stand the tremors have worked beautifully for some nations but not always.  What remains to be seen is how far does this go in undermining our conscience as to the factors that primarily cause this. Do we realize the global warming, toxic deposition and various other malice that are constantly the part of this brigade?

It is not just the after measures that everyone needs to work up on. There are things bigger than this, which even the video shows with the black and dirty water flowing in as well the waste it is carrying in the above video, that needs to be taken care of first, before there can be a condemnation from nations for this nature’s act of vengeance in anyone’s land. Although, Japan still stands as an epitome in terms of various acts of cleanliness, surely there is something missing out here from the other sides of the world which finally finds its way into a home of any individual devastating it uncertain of repairs or assurance of life for anyone. Today its Japan; tomorrow it could be any other part of the world.

2012 has always been a controversy. Its only up to us if we want to see it happen live in our eyes or start today so that we don’t stand watching as it deepens further only to blame ourselves in the end for the wastelands we created in our surroundings and disregarding it at all times. Think about it!!

Cricket World Cup 2011

The “Cricket World Cup” – one of the most endorsed, famous and known world cup watched not by only millions, but billions over the world. And the commercial sell-off of the game is just beyond the word of comments in this lateral. Religious fellows call this game to be a substitute for simply a ritual – where in, the GOD is expected to play! And when GOD is being mentioned, need I mention who I refer to ?

Sachin Tendulkar – The name says it all. The only thing that keeps him busy these days aside of playing cricket is trying to find out a new record to break - Tons after Tons, Double Ton, Max Runs, Max 50s, Max 100s and what not.n But this is not the sole reason why he keeps on playing. Bringing your nation and in this case, my nation – INDIA, a world cup is what awaits every INDIAN’s Eyes to be kept for the next four years. And under the presence of Sachin as also for each person in this life time. And Sachin plays for the same reason.

Besides Sachin, there are followers of other Cricketer who wish some miracles or something that will lead India to Victory. But its really inconsiderate to expect a miracle to win a world cup; Such a good Indian Team was by far never found during the previous few years when the WCs were being played.Over the years, it has been a really good battle to improve to remain on peak for the Indian Team and now that can be seen with their dedication – hats off to MSD for handling the team spirit so well and for captaining them so well as to bring justice to the money and time spent by each and every Indian on the Matches which at one point were meaningless and not worthy of being lost to…

The World Cup is a platform where the Team has now got a chance to prove their worth of so many hard years or management,strategy and potential to give everything they got and bring home the Golden

I prefer that each Player play its best and we sure are to get the WC this time home. And I sure want to see it happen during the reign of the God himself!

Going on Word Press

To all my readers out there, I am simultaneously shifting my blog contents to Word Press as from now. The current Contents will be as well available here as well as on the other Blog Address for either of the choice-savvy readers and bloggers. The address is mentioned below:

http://saurabhbhivandkar.wordpress.com/

Have fun and keep reading!!!

A Companion to the Forgotten

I recently came across this video from the Facebook Updates and it really kept me thinking for a while. A single human being who finds it no demeaning or displeasure in helping one and all who are alone, isolated in the world, kept away from their own family members. This Man is truly an Angel of God, or whatever you may call this spirit to be!

Narayanan Krishnan- A Companion to the Forgotten

Today, I came across one such human who felt that his acts could change the world. they sure changed mine and I would not mind sharing it at all, for it surely is worth a read:

I got a chance to meet one person today who was perceived by his own family as a nuisance and was trying to support himself by selling manuscripts. Walking in the Odd heat of Bengaluru during the early afternoon hours trying to give each household a 2 page copy of how to live with peace and happiness, this man had the stubbornness to spread the awareness of which all us only talk and write but never stand up to work on it in action. The Manuscript or a page of two sides having been written with his thoughts surely sent a clear message of forgiving and forgetting and thanking the Almighty (a Force of the universe in my case ).

He was soaked in Sweat and with a red forehead when he rang my bell. Irritated by the constant hawkers and consistent money launderers at the door, I was hesitant to open the door. But I am glad as I write this memoir today, that it was one of the best times of my life when I heard this man out.

To start with, Maslam Amir started talking in pure Kannad for almost a minute before I could observe that he was simply asking me to listen to him and nothing else. He had so much to say and I had nothing but to listen to him about the truth of existence.

This may sound a bit of gibberish to the readers here when they ever read this, since my follower list is currently not at all as much it is for all the insane writers who want to write about themselves all the time.

To start with, he began telling me about what he used to do and what he does today for a living. A Man with Two Sons and a Daughter, he had merely a support from his wife, with whom he lives a little away from my house. He did everything, from a Mill Worker to a construction  worker – he had been in it all and knew what a hardcore Physical working Life meant for him. When the 65 years old started telling of the toughs and thins he has been through, while at the same time, panting and heavily breathing, I could not help myself but ask him to stop and enter the house and have a little water to begin with. A little Fan and shade of the house would do good to anyone and he was no exception. When he had sat down and was comfortable, he started with his narrative and gave me the 2 page sheets which I read as he talked and talked.

A human with such a modesty is rare and he mentioned about his religion and other things which are merely a joke in today’s conversation for the normal people while they are an act of war at the borders of the nations. It was a feeling that catches a rare of the today’s generation which explains why we have so many people trying to make the world a better place and dying in vain trying to reach the masses. I was lucky to be a part of that man’s presence in my house and the things he mentioned.

While I did note that he was bald and was not even wearing anything to cover his thick skull, when I offered him a cap to continue his good work on and on, he refused but acknowledged the fact that I was not being ignorant. At the same time, his expectations to gain something out from me was least; this came out as a fact when he rose simply after drinking water and decided to leave once he was good and relaxed. I asked him to stay a little while, and asked as to how could I help him in his endeavor for such a fabulous thing that he was doing. His only concern was the continued efforts to print his manuscripts and the expansion of the pages to write more about the things he felt could possibly do good to humanity.

I don’t wish to mention my humility in donating money but I always wanted to be a part of the good side of the world and this was a moment. What could I do ? – was my thought. Without thinking second time, I rushed in and gave him a comfort hug and told him to stay a while longer and counted the emoluments I needed to give him to make myself content at the thought of a real help which would otherwise simply be overstated.

I cannot simply mention in a overstated words as to what could happen next – he saw the money and simply wept. And I of all could only stand there holding his hand asking him to not consider this as a simple donation but as being taken from his own son. With his face enlightened again as a man of dignity and honor, gave me more than a reason to be happy and contented of what I had done today. He mentioned of sending me manuscripts at my address at all times for the next 5 years and more for free of cost, seeing the amount that I had asked him to take from me. I could not bear the fact at that moment that I was leaving Bengaluru, but I made it a point to make him realize that he could always think of  me as a son and always keep in touch via cell or mail whenever he felt that he needed support.

Conclusively, when he left my house, there was a man who had entered tired of the day going to houses spreading happiness awareness and out came a man with happiness himself and the other man with satisfaction of mind and happiness as well.

For the reference of my readers, I am attaching the Sheet which he gave me and a lot more of awareness and a feeling of belonging that should be imminent for all in this world.

 

The Jews always say that there are 36 righteous men in the world at a given point in time, and I am sure this was one of Talmadvavnik, that I had the gift of meeting today.

Lonely ??? U only need a Laptop and a Coffee Shop ;) ;)

I have learned the hard truth of being lonely since the time I have been in Bengaluru; Its not that I don’t have friends, or maybe I even don't ; but there are times when even luck does not favor me. Its those times when I feel as if there are things which are not simply trivial but something that are to be dealt with! This is one of those times.

Loneliness – Unusual office hours, Late sleeping hours, weekend tiredness and finally laziness sometimes takes its toll to make me neglect things that are outside the four walls and make me just have the time to myself. That impromptu decision does not really last that long. And then, the most probable thing happens – Loneliness.

There have been times when I was completely out of the normal sync of normal people working at normal hours and that was something that has majorly led me in this situation for many a while, before I decided that there was nothing I could do about it. Sometimes, Loneliness is good! It gave me time to rethink the events in my case; I am afraid this is not the case with everyone. It gives me peace at times, irritation sometimes and isolation at most fried moments. And this isn't so very unusual, since everyone goes thru this. But then it struck to me.

Coffee Shop – The place where I can always spend time knowing that there are all strangers yet humans who will be surrounding me and I wont feel like a only humanoid in a Zombie land. What added to my fantasy was the fact that now I have a Laptop as well, so I can constantly be in touch with my work, fellow friends and at the same time know that there are people around me who as much as me are trying to find peace and at the same time make new friends or be there for other guys/ gals!

One of the worst things in Life is to know that you are at times being in a situation which can be mocked at. The Miracle is to know how to deal with it, and thereby gain yourself another point of victory in your book of spices.  

Enjoy the Coffee.!!!!!

Back to where I belong… Sultan Mirza’s Mumbai

After an arduous year in Bengaluru where not only my commitments but also my capabilities related to stress and knowledge were tested, my manager finally asks me to go back to Mumbai where in I am deployed in the same Clients’ another division to continue to showcase my learnings gained from my tenure in Bengaluru. Not only does this come to me as a surprise , knowing the fact that Patni is soon to get a new name, but also does it bring back a few things back to my knowledge; things which I pretended were of no ideal importance to be retained. The first thing being, there is always a silver lining to any black cloud. Second, not always do you have to beg or request for things that you deserve, demanding does work, thanks Nandan Nilekani. And Last but not the least, its never too late to enjoy the moments that you felt you could never get by simple means.

Having said this, What I feel about the current happenings in m

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y life is too much of a ecstasy, having known that the new Job Roles I am going to get are not just well said, but as well testing and giving me a new way of testing myself in a better manner and making me realize about my inner potential in terms of relationships.

In the end, its only a feeling after knowing that I am returning back to Mumbai after a prolonged 1 ½ years of hard work and consistent battering on my own. My friend once said: “ The best journeys are the ones returning home”.

This is what it is for me. J Adios and see you all in Mumbai very soon.