Sunday, November 1, 2009

Ek Entrance Thi (composed by sm1 else....)


Ek entrance thi...
Ek candidate tha...
Kya craze..kya hype...kya competition tha..

Ek open mock di..
Score decent aye..
Phir asha ki kiran dikhi..
Bas wat ki shurvat hui..

Nostalgic ho gaye tum kahan...
Sun ke ye dastan..
Log hairan hai kyun ke anjan hey..
Cat ki woh gali..
Baat jiski chali..
Us gali mein..
Mera scores ka thikana na raha ..

Ek entrance thi..
Ek candidate tha..
Uss cat ne aisa nocha..
Hamesha pattern badla..
Yeh formula, woh short cut..
Kuch kam ke nahin..
Fir bhi asha thi..
Ek section strength tha..

Baat kuch aur thi..
CAT harmkhor thi..
Uske questions mein chupi..
Applications ki khichdi thi..
9th 10th syllabus ka sirf..
Ek bahana tha..

Ek
entrance thi..
Ek candidate tha..

Bewafa CAT ne..
Apne strong section se..
Aisa dhoka kiya..
(aisa dhoka kiya) (dhoka dhoka)..
(aisa dhoka kiya) (dhoka dhoka)..
Aisa dhoka kiya..
Negative sectional diya
(dhoka dhoka dhoka) (dhoka dhoka dhoka)..
Negative sectional diya..

Mar gaya woh jawan..
Mar gaya woh jawan..
Ab suno dastaan..
Udhar leke kahin se paise bhare AXIS mein..
Phir woh pahucha wahin ..
Josh naya tha abhi..

Strategy bhi thi nayi..
Saamna jab hua..
Phir wahi sab hua..
Uska yeh ego trip tha..
Uska yeh ego trip tha..
Canditate ko ego apna marna tha!!!

Sunday, August 2, 2009

“You frisking me, you freak. Don’t you know who am I?”

Every second person you meet in India thinks he/she is VIP. Every tom dick and Harry present in any gully, muhalla or nukkad of our country expects special treatment. Haven’t we all cringed a thousand times hearing that awful sentence, “Don’t you know who I am?” The obvious response to that is “No”. Instead, the louder the person bellows, the lower some minion bows. It has something to do with our feudalistic mindset and outdated class consciousness. This sickening attitude is so ingrained in our psyche, that it isn’t uncommon to observe a 10 yr. old brad strutting around an airport with papaji’s peons dancing around the kid. It’s the old “Bade baap ka aulaad” syndrome….and it is alive and thriving in the 21st century.

The recent uproar over an ancient incident (come on, it took place in April, not last week) makes one believe all the political huffing and puffing surrounding the ‘unpardonable’ act is nothing but opportunism parading as patriotism. And to think the elderly guy (our own ex-prezzie) who was subjected to the ‘demeaning’ frisk, went along minus any protest or fuss! That is called true class, and real VVIP conduct.

It’s the insecurity or the fear of losing their celebrity status which is making the ‘leaders’ shout. Politicians from abroad visiting India are exempted from these routine checkups. No doubt they are world figures but absolving them from formalities is a nauseating reminder of how we crawl in presence of imported dignitaries. But hey- they are political appointees doing their Job. Nothing more, nothing less. It is our chamcha attitude whenever there is a celebrity around. But I am equally certain had they been subjected to the same procedures as APJ Kalam, had they been boarding an AIR India flight, they would have gone along without any murmur, accepting that each country has the right to enforce its own security measures in today’s critical times. It is us who exempt them.

We need to understand why the bowing and scrapping goes on in the first place. It is time we scrap these arbitrary exemptions and make it one rule for all, regardless of status or position. This may start with several ruffled egos to start with, but soon everybody will fall in line seeing zero options.

It is these privileged statures who over the years have systematically stripped and ruined the one time worlds top five carriers (AIR India). Successive governments have taken advantage of technical loop holes to assert themselves, loot money, favour rivals, neglect genuine concerns, safe in the knowledge that no action will be taken against anyone. “Corruption rules”. The days of legends like JRD running the show are long over. Innovative thinking like getting air hostesses in sarees, the stature of maharaja is difficult to imagine these days. Steps like bartering of most profitable roots, selling of best international properties have created this havoc. No-body is answerable any more. And the people at the receiving end of all the new fangled cost cutting measures are mostly hapless, loyal employees who have served the airline for more than 30 yrs or more.

The probable solution they are thinking of now is restructuring, bail out packages and may more. But the last hope of rescuing the airline according to me is another Tata. Privatization of the airline is the only possible solution it seems. It should be handed back to the group who conceived it. Ratan Tata is genuinely capable. But what is needed is a miracle to keep Air India aloft. Perhaps Ratans the man-another true blue VVIP like Dr.Kalam, who would never object to being frisked-even while boarding an Air India flight!

Sunday, May 3, 2009

Dream On....dream on until your dream comes true


The film producers are on an indefinite strike from 4th of April 2009, stalling release of any new films in the theatres. They have taken such a stand after failing to resolve the issue of profit sharing with multiplex owners. Mukesh Bhatt, Chairman of the United Forum for Bollywood Producers and Distributors, told the media that, their demands were just as they wanted equal shares in profit sharing which is the norm all over the world.

Taking a dig at the rigid stand taken by the multiplex-owner, Bhatt also said that, the situation is not in their hands and they would proceed with the strike as planned before. The disagreement between the two parties is over the revenue sharing model of 'ticket sales'. Producers and distributors have demanded a 50 per cent cut. But the multiplex owners want to stick to the old arrangement of sharing between 40-48 per cent, depending on the movie's performance at the box office.

This is not just hampering the above stated both parties but also creatures like us....who has nothing left for weekends. Now I compromise over watching movies on my laptop. Bollywood producers say that they are affected by recession...and they are fighting over 2%(taking the maximum revenue) huh!! No one says anything to them...but for us it was 2 day's salary cut for 2 days strike.....chuk it.....the point here is what do I in weekends.

We were moving in pell-mell across the roads of Gujarat....Window shopping and bird watching :-)

When we were tired rather frustrated of the above activities we took an Auto from the mall to big -bazaar. We reached Big Bazaar apropos as the moment we entered the campus fountains started working, the guard saluted us, the salesgirl passed on a cute smile....i was not able to figure out why are they giving so much importance to us.....but later i realized the senior who was with us had packets of Reebok, Arrow and West-Side. The store was jam packed...as it was "A Wednesday" the "sabse sasta din" at Big Bazaar- Rajkot. People there were in a shopping spree with everyone having there carts filled.....

I have recently read the book "It happened in India" by Kishore Biyani...CEO Future Group. The man dared to dream and had passion and will to fulfill it...He started of from a middle class baniya family and now the retail chain is termed as " The rajah of Indian retail". There were certain facts about his audacity and his capacity of dreaming which one may think that everyone says so after reaching such heights....but the man might have done it too as he has reached such heights in such short span of time. He is a man of simple living and high thinking.....he believes in spending rather than saving......His visions about future and real estate in India came out to be true every time...He makes relationships in business and continues it till the end ( As mentioned in the book).

He started of with organising Navratra function in his colony which gave him the confidence to start of his business.......Everyone including his family members used to think that he has gone out of his mind....started of by selling trousers and formally got into organized retails with "Pantaloons" in 1997. Pantaloons is derived from "Patloons(trousers)" which he said out of frustration when they were unable to find a name for the retail chain. You...see frustration increases creativity :-). Big Bazaar came into existence later on in 2001...and in just seven years it is multimillion dollar chain.....with widening its horizon day by day. The design of Big-Bazzar has taken into account the Indian mentality wherein people prefers Kirana store around the nukkad....Earlier middle class (Majority of Indians) used to have a fear of entering the mall....they used to ogle through the huge glass panes from outside. trying to understand whats going on the other side with questions in their mind...is it too costly?? will i be allowed there??....but this was the first store were people can touch and feel the products before purchasing it and at a cheaper rate....because of which Indians prefer Mom and Pop store.....Researches say that there's an 80% increase in probability of purchasing any item if you get to touch it(Never touch any item if you are running out of cash). It was located to specifically target this untapped market......logistics was a problem though......Big bazaar was even opened at a location were they used had to carry goods in a bullock cart for maintaining the inventory and it had a turnover much more than other retails giants available in urban cities.

The concept of "sabse sasta din " was invented by Mr. Biyani himself.....first sale of this kind organised on 26th of Jan 2007. The store had to be closed not because it was a flop, but for security reasons and at some locations they underestimated the turnout....they were not able to handle the crowd itself.....Police without asking the management announced for an additional day of sale....till now its a huge hit!! Its very concept of publishing adds in Hindi...because of its target group.....all of this is sheer business acumen which he has inculcated since child hood...observing people, building relationship with them and studying markets......He visited temples to understand how they handle crowds....He works on the principle of rewriting rules and following values.

Dreaming does not require anything.......so we should all dream.....but there are a few who posseses the will and is audacious enough to follow and pursue it till the end. So.......

Dream on, dream on
Dream yourself a dream come true
Dream on, dream on
Dream until your dream come true
Dream on, dream on, dream on...

Monday, April 27, 2009

Letter from Col. Harish Puri to Gen Kayani

Col (r) Harish Puri Published in The News: Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Dear Gen Kayani,

Sir, let me begin by recounting that old army quip that did the rounds in the immediate aftermath of World war II: To guarantee victory, an army should ideally have German generals, British officers, Indian soldiers, American equipment and Italian enemies.

A Pakistani soldier that I met in Iraq in 2004 lamented the fact that the Pakistani soldier in Kargil had been badly let down firstly by Nawaz Sharif and then by the Pakistani officers’ cadre. Pakistani soldiers led by Indian officers, , he believed, would be the most fearsome combination possible. Pakistani officers, he went on to say, were more into real estate, defence housing colonies and the like.

As I look at two photographs of surrender that lie before me, I can’t help recalling his words. The first is the celebrated event at Dhaka on Dec 16, 1971, which now adorns most Army messes in Delhi and Calcutta. The second, sir, is the video of a teenage girl being flogged by the Taliban in Swat — not far, I am sure, from one of your Army check posts.

The surrender by any Army is always a sad and humiliating event. Gen Niazi surrendered in Dhaka to a professional army that had outnumbered and outfought him. No Pakistani has been able to get over that humiliation, and 16th December is remembered as a black day by the Pakistani Army and the Pakistani state. But battles are won and lost – armies know this, and having learnt their lessons, they move on. But much more sadly, the video of the teenager being flogged represents an even more abject surrender by the Pakistani Army. The surrender in 1971, though humiliating, was not disgraceful.

This time around, sir, what happened on your watch was something no Army commander should have to live through. The girl could have been your own daughter, or mine. I have always maintained that the Pakistani Army, like its Indian counterpart, is a thoroughly professional outfit. It has fought valiantly in the three wars against India, and also accredited itself well in its UN missions abroad. It is, therefore, by no means a pushover. The instance of an Infantry unit, led by a lieutenant colonel, meekly laying down arms before 20-odd militants should have been an aberration. But this capitulation in Swat, that too so soon after your own visit to the area, is an assault on the sensibilities of any soldier.

What did you tell your soldiers? What great inspirational speech did you make that made your troops back off without a murmur? Sir, I have fought insurgency in Kashmir as well as the North-East, but despite the occasional losses suffered (as is bound to be the case in counter-insurgency operations), such total surrender is unthinkable.

I have been a signaller, and it beats me how my counterparts in your Signal Corps could not locate or even jam a normal FM radio station broadcasting on a fixed frequency at fixed timings. Is there more than meets the eye? I am told that it is difficult for your troops to “fight their own people.” But you never had that problem in East Pakistan in 1971, where the atrocities committed by your own troops are well documented in the Hamoodur Rahman Commission Report. Or is it that the Bengalis were never considered “your own” people, influenced as they were by the Hindus across the border? Or is that your troops are terrified by the ruthless barbarians of the Taliban?

Sir, it is imperative that we recognise our enemy without any delay. I use the word “our” advisedly – for the Taliban threat is not far from India’s borders. And the only force that can stop them from dragging Pakistan back into the Stone Age is the force that you command. In this historic moment, providence has placed a tremendous responsibility in your hands. Indeed, the fate of your nation, the future of humankind in the subcontinent rests with you. It doesn’t matter if it is “my war” or “your war” – it is a war that has to be won. A desperate Swati citizen’s desperate lament says it all – “Please drop an atom bomb on us and put us out of our misery!” Do not fail him, sir.

But in the gloom and the ignominy, the average Pakistani citizen has shown us that there is hope yet. The lawyers, the media, have all refused to buckle even under direct threats. It took the Taliban no less than 32 bullets to still the voice of a brave journalist. Yes, there is hope – but why don’t we hear the same language from you? Look to these brave hearts, sir – and maybe we shall see the tide turn. Our prayers are with you, and the hapless people of Swat.

The New York Times predicts that Pakistan will collapse in six months. Do you want to go down in history as the man who allowed that to happen?

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Arbid thoughts

The abeyance at office made me surf arbitrary things over internet....so i just googled India... then clicked on images...the first image that i got was the Taj Mahal.....

Taj Mahal "the epitome of love", "a monument of immeasurable beauty". The beauty of this magnificent monument is such that it is beyond the scope of words.The purity of the white marble, the exquisite ornamentation, precious gemstones used and its picturesque location,.....everything is so perfect.

This article is not about Taj Mahal.....The image of Taj Mahal made me recall a quote which i saw in a restaurant at Rajkot...

The quote says: " If Shahjahan would have asked for quotations and have gone for the lowest bidder, Taj Mahal would not have been so beautiful"

(The relavance of the quote was understood when i looked at the menu....as the restaurant was very beautiful and definitely not the cheapest one.)

I had enough incidents in my tenure at IOCL associated with the word lowest bidder.....so just thought of sharing it...

But, before coming to the thoughts let me explain what is quotation, biddin...etc etc (as my blog should also have something knowledgable [:P]), in short the entire process is called tendering I have been working for IOCL since 8 months and i have enough experience of tendering to write something about it.

The various steps of tendering are
1. Purchase requestion (PR) wherein you decide what you want and then prepare specifications.
2. Request for quotation( RFQ): You publist the NIT( notice for inviting tender) on local/national/ global newspaper depending upon the type of job and value for the job and invite contractors to quote for the same.
3. The offers are opened and Work order is given to lowest bidder meeting our specifications.

Lowest Bidder (L1): He is the person who is going to do the dirtiest of job almost for free. He is the person who has not read your specification and just quotes a rate such that he can get the job and then he will say " haan sahab kya karna hai".

I was once told....." Prepare your specs in such away that these kind of parties gets filtered out and you are left with only good parties". But good parties are also contractors and they are bound to cheat.......
I have seen contractors having annual turnover of around 400 crores and still they are considered as bad parties....so whom do you qualify as good party!! Gujarat being an industrial hub many people earn their bread and butter by taking contracts of these industries and many by working as sub-contractors and labours to these giant contractors. I sometimes think why don't i become a contractor....

But i think all of us are contractors.....working for someone or making someone work under us.
Hence Tajmahal was also constructed by contractual labours.....only the name of contractor was Shahjahan and he would have definately taken the cheapest of things meeting his specifications.

I am not sure what I have writen?? why am i writing,?? are you getting the point what i tried to convey???
But whatever....i am not forcing you to go through this post....so just chill !! I was bored and had nothing to write.......so whatever came to mind i punched it..... :-)

Monday, April 6, 2009

Blogging anyway.......

Every time I sign into my gtalk I find a new person having a custom msg as a link towards his/her blog. So at this outset I got a feeling to say thanks to my friends like Akshay Rajgopalan, Ankit Chugh, Rahul Raj, Rohit Shukla, Amaresh Pradhan and Ashim Dutta who unintentionally inspired or created this bug of blogging in me. I could not also resist myself from thinking that I too might have inspired someone. This thought makes me feels good so apologies for not being modest.


For some of my friends listed above blogging is a passionate expression of his thoughts, ideas and creativity. Others write to entertain and stimulate others individuals mind through the process of writing.


But for somewhat a shy person like me it is an outlet to share my thoughts and become a member of the wide spreading community who share the same passion. For everything I write is a moment in time. Every post I make…..is a frozen moment in all the dimensions of life. Past is past and one should move on with it. But the posts about past are like milestones; an indicative of how far have you moved ahead of your last post, for generating the feeling of nostalgia, happiness and reliving that moment whenever you go through that post again. I have relived GOA several times just by reading my 1st post again and again and every time I have that same feeling of revisiting that heaven with my best pals.


I write movie reviews to help people decide which movie to watch because I have already invested 3hrs and 200 bucks and don’t want others to invest the same or more towards experimentation which had already been conducted. Instead directly use the outcome as a data sheet for investment.


These are just my simple thoughts for blogging anyway…..Initially I used to think how people find so many topics to write about, but now as I have started writing, I have developed a liking for it….and incidentally somehow or the other I find something to write about and will continue posting till I have that liking.


Thanks to all my friends for developing that bug in me :-)

Friday, April 3, 2009

Movie Review....Aloo chaat

There's a story behind how i landed up watching the movie "Aloo Chaat".

I went to see "AA dekhein Zara" as per the timings printed in TOI but when i reached the theater...only one show was running at that time and that was "Aloo chaat" and i could not come back as it was a treat; so...we decided to watch it. But as the movie went on, i felt that if its name would not have been Aloo chaat it would have pulled in much more crowd.
I wud rate it ***1/2 (
8.0/10)

The movie stars:
Aftab Shivdasani(Nikhil)
Aamna Sharif (Aamna)

Kulbhusan Kharbandha(Papaji)
Linda Arsenio (Nikkie)
She is very pretty....cute and awesome!!
Manoj Pahwa(Sexologist)

Sanjay Mishra


There’s almost every spice to suit the Indian palate in director Robby Grewal’s flicker. Nice comedy after a long time which you can watch with your family. Family drama, comedy coupled with good acting makes it a must watch.

Nikhil a Punjabi munda back from the US, loves a Muslim girl Aamna but is sure that his traditional Punjabi family – comprising of his conservative, and authoritative Papaji , Mummyji and Mamaji – won’t accept her as the bride.So he gangs up with his uncle, a sexologist, and hatches an ingenious plan (They planned so thinking of DDLJ nothing else common b/w this movie and DDLJ). He gets a bikini-clad firangi gori (Nikkie) to pretend as his fiancĂ©e while Aamna is left to win over the family’s heart by doing everything that’s considered right in a typical Punjabi family in Delhi’s Lajpat Nagar.

There are some genuinely funny moments. Like the old granny suspecting Nikhil to be a gay after watching the movie “Toota Mountain”. Or Nikhil’s suspicious mama creating troubles. A psycho chat waala who says absurd things out of the blue in a unique way which makes people laugh.

Aftab Shivdasani again showed that he is comfortable with comedy(Being Hungama , Masti etc under his belt), while Aamna Sharif (carrying her traditional image forward from TV) makes a comfortable debut that doesn’t put much demand on her acting skills. Linda Arsenio chips in a lot of glam as the American gal who is forced to sunbathe in Dilli ki dhoop wearing a two piece bikini, showing her tatto work perfecltly placed in her waist line. The supporting cast – Kulbhushan Kharbanda, Manoj Pahwa and Sanjay Mishra – is simply superb.

Although you know the how the movie is going to end but it flows so smoothly that you forget about the ending and keep on watching and enjoying every moment. Most importantly you come out smiling saying "Mast movie thi yaar".

A good timepass fun.....