And the award goes to....

I followed flock of 100 odd sheeps and i was not aware of the soap opera ...100 odd went inside a room not so big ..they pushed me bcz they wanted to sit..
i was too curious...there were power fluctuations..

already protogonists were sitting and watching that huge number of 'talented people' like us coming in...i hope they never imagined that india is so huge...and they appreciated our 'efforts'...every body were waving their heads and were happy...

Then there was one projector ready ... a clown with the tie has arrived ..there were some vicarious smiles and pleasures...he wanted to make that drama as curious as possible...

He started ....'we have nominations and several criterias...suddenly there was a jolt from one big bellyed uncle...
He came and 'explained' with his scintillated speech...
and one more interrupted and said : ' see all of u are stars ...but we have to 'recognize' 'bright stars'...and
crowd applauded him loudly.... Thaliya thaliya thaliya...

It happened as i thought ...my wild imaginations were reality and that fun i had was infinite...
And the clown continued.....and told we have three nominations for month of jan...asked any guesses for CD...silence ...and finally announced 'xyz' !! there was photo of that chap...

Thaliyaa......thaliya.....thaliya....

process continued... and the 'AWARD GOES TO.....' he clicked the mouse...but no photo...
he he he thaliya....thaliya....sorry there was problem with ppt.. ...

then :Pretty nervous faces to observe ...very much excited 'creme de la creme' holding that sheet of paper ...CD and BW awards!!!
( corporate Dossier awards?? ...hmmmm) Business World Awards?? (BW) ohh god !!!!)

The Noon show was over and there were celebrations...and there were oaths ( i am sure) to get awards for the coming months..
GOD BLESS ME...

finally monsoons have arrived......

Sunday was the usual talk to my native place friend...He was happy as well as worried...bcz he told monsoon havearrived .. there was a cloudburst at that time...

I went back to my earlier days of life ...when it rains .. it rains for 3-4 hours continously ...no power supply ... dead telephones ...life comes to a stand still... simply sit down on an easy chair and having tea ,observing that down pour ...and reading some old books...

if sun comes out ..go to sea shore watch that gigantic waves.. and if it is sunday go for a swim near by pond ..Ahh what a life... Delighted farmers will start plouging their fields ...hoping the bumper paddy crops... As they finish their work they rush near by Tea shops ..where they will have good time ...eating some ground nuts...and reading papers .. discussing abt their farms...and many more... near by arrack shop will observe a dull business.. but not bothered bcz of permanent customers...

Last year we went for trekking during rainy seasons.. it was a thrilling experience ...trekking towards hinterland of western ghats ..oh Great experience... That red colored overflowing rivers...oh god.. As fishing activities come to a stand still on sea ...small scale fisher man will fish at rivers for daily living...

Rainy seasons are great.... i realy miss that bliss of nature....

Reverberations

Negative of Negative is positive...so this piece of bullshit.

The Life is not short , so i cannot celebrate it every day.

Pessimism and Pragmatism are close relatives.

Churning water never gives u the butter ...churn butter milk instead.

Comfort Zone is killer zone.

Money is directly proportional to worry.

Coherant thinkers rarely exist.

Social science is amazing ...but not the social maths...

Dont search for life on mars , we have enough no of lives without water, food here...

Wearing a wrist watch is dangerous ...it creates panic...

the above bullshit is outcome of my inferior thoughts ....so hope my new week will be optimistic...

fianlly a quote from Churchil,

"For myself, I am an optimist— it does not seem to be much use being anything else."

Flat World and KFD.

Every where it is Thomas Friedman and his new book 'world is flat' and globalisation and role of india and china and many more.
But My favourite columnist of ET Arun Maira ,makes me scribble some thing on other face of it.. (after reading globalisation & peepal tree of ET )
I agree those words 'levelled fields' but i can see only some parts of the world is levelled and rest is still round...

After conversation with my friend yesterday night i was aghast !!
He explained me the havoc of KFD and casualties(10) around his remote village..

Let me tell u something abt KFD.. it is a disease called Kasanoor Forest Disease after the first case reported from kasanoor village of shimoga it is named after it . KFD strikes every year during summers ...in districts of Shimoga, North Kanara, and chikamagalur .

As these areas are densely covered by western ghats and people living in these remote areas have occupation of horticulture and farming and deeply associated with forset..during summers monkeys in forest will die bcz of that deadly fever and the they have small flies on their body through which the KFD virus will reach humans as result people will suffer from fever and some cases death..

The thing is that KFD is not a new disease it is reported from 1970s and no proper attention is given to prepare a treatment for it. as a result every year many people in those areas will die bcz of KFD..

If a disease strucks Delhi ( levelled field!!) it make huge news... but every year KFD cases go unreported...( i know there are more diseases like KFD in india) the people at swanky glass towers have all acess and on other side people will die due to basic aminities like healthcare..

May be, those peoples epitaph read like these...

" We all died bcz we were born in a country with 1 billion people
where primary health care is still a dream and people
in levelled fields talk about cloning".

Shock from Mr Mathew

It was one fine day of month march . I was waiting for
the konkan rail which goes from Mangalore to Goa. I was eager
to go GOA. The banners for campaigns like 'Go Goa on 365 days a holiday'
were visible every where. I was thrilled.....

So waiting for the train ...at kumta railway station ..yawning and after
some times some phirnags with huge bags came...

one guy started asking me where is 'patgol' station....i was staring at him...
...and told dont know ...
then i came to know that he was asking for ' petrol bunk '.... a typical israilian ....

finally the train came...there was huge rush for seats....

i ran and finally was successful getting in ....finally got a seat...

there were few people ...i saw evangalists were reading bible...

then i looked at the person who was sitting next to me...he was looking
very gentle and was reading
india today... he stared at me...and smiled ...it was not a
sanctimonious smile ...it was natural...i thought he will start conversation...i
had the latest issue of 'businessworld' with me..
and started reading .read for half an hour and finished few articles...
then i remember i had potato chips and tea...

then the gentlemen next to me told me he want to read 'business world'...
then i said ok...then he started asking questions to me

'what r u doing'? i told him i am studying engineering ...then he asked me
why do u study businessworld? i told him it is my hobby....
then he said ok...then he asked me, u want to do ur MBA? i told 'may be'..
he was clever and never gave me an opportunity to shoot questions...

and i started...i told him that IIMs where ultimate and they are simply great...
blabla..'
i also told him they get huge pacages and are very smart people...
i keep on bluffing and he was listening...

then came the MARGOa railway station...he returned my businessworld...
and i helped him getting down bcz he had huge luggages...

finally that moment came...i asked his name he shooked my hand gently
and itroduced him self ... " I am Mr Mathew final sem student in IIM-C'


i was lost....