Sunday 2 December 2012

Kites...



I simply love kites… They can fly so high in the sky… I have many kites with me, of course each of my choice… Each kite with different color, size, shape, strength, tail; and thus making it unique; close to my heart...

It’s really a pleasure to make kites fly. Every time when I hold a kite string in my hands, I just feel like I AM flying; fighting with winds to go up and up… Winds tore off few of my kites, it hurt me but could not break me…


It’s a big storm. Might hurt my kites… might tear them of… Again...
Still I believe in strength of my kites and not in storm’s… I know my kites might not rise up but they will stand…

I have few kites still lying in my cupboard, I am keeping them safe; not because I don’t believe in there strength but...
I know mores storms are awaiting... probably with more strength...

Wednesday 21 November 2012

Its Me MY Girl Friend...



Being a vacant desk in a cubical, I was getting extremely bored, till the NSS man came to me, with CPU in one hand and a small paper in other. I was curious about the chit, hoping it will have the name of my new friend, my new desk-mate. NSS man put down the chit and bent down to connect the CPU when I saw the chit. All efforts I took to peep into the chit were not of any use as it was MY address, written on it. All of us belonging to same cubical – My desk friends and their corresponding desk-mates had obvious question, who is gonna come? Me with few more questions - A boy /Girl, will be tall or short (yes this is one of the imp aspects for us), neat and tidy or just a messy person.

Next morning I woke up at 8.50am. That bloody Admin man always does this to us, he just switch on the all lights and starts AC, snatches away our comfort. It was the day of his arrival, my desk-mate, the thought brought big smile on my face. My previous friend was a handsome guy (most of the girls from ODC will agree to me). His responsibilities, so called intelligence and more than anything his good looks used to make the cubical overcrowded with many girls. We all (my desk friends as well) used to enjoy it ;)

At 9 .05 am, a girl came to our cubical giggling and she kept something heavy on me. The heavy thing was her purse, carrying the whole world into it. She arranged her monitor, keyboard, mouse according to her convenience and started the CPU. I felt so good; finally I got a (desk) girl friend. Within few hours I realized, this girl gonna rock. Almost every person from ODC knew her and was coming to congratulate her for her new location. As they say, mine is the perfect location for doing anything other that work ;)  With this perfect start we started our journey and it still continues.
 
With time, I got to know about her huge knowledge regarding their project, technology and also her dedication towards it. Vnet kept on me always rings for her; people ask for her help in critical situation. She solves all problems so patiently; I really admire her for this. Always overloaded with work, she stays back till late and finishes the work within a time. Really a good girl :) Few a times, I have heard her singing and she is really good. Her friends do come to her frequently; they share their secrets, comments, all Gtalks (Girls Talk). It’s quite interesting to know their views. Because of her, our cubical is now full of fun, loud laughter, problems and their solutions, her personal issue, phone call ;) everything.

But…

This girl is actually workaholic, Every now and then she thinks about her work. Any problem that comes to her, directly or indirectly; becomes her personal problem and then she don’t even breathe till it gets solved. It’s really difficult to stop her then. Her friends get tired of taking the problem out of her mind. They make her laugh, make fun of the problem itself, try to convince her and at the same time try to understand her feelings as well. Our 'Miss Responsible' understands everything but does not follow anything. Yes, that’s the name we have given to her, 'Miss Responsible'. She acts as if the whole world is facing the adverse impacts of problem that she is trying to solve and if she fails they; she will be hanged till death. Originator of the problem can be anybody, right from any machine, her health, till her manager but here is our Lady Atlas, carrying whole world on her shoulders. If I could speak; rather if you people could hear me, I would have shouted at her, saying, "Please go away… Don’t you have other things in life… stop sitting in front of me and stop staring that monitor who is making your problems bigger and bigger. At times it’s really important that you give rest to your mind, body, even machines; so that they can perform as you expect. Expectations from others will be unending but then it’s you who can control and manage them. Their expectation shows trust in you but trust will exist till the time you exist." From last few days I am witnessing the pain that my girl friend is suffering from. Her hand ligament is seriously injured and she is just ignoring it. "My friend, Please don’t do this to yourself, its You who is more important to us. Your hard works, dedication, sincerity everything will pay you someday, but for that don’t put yourself on stake."

Today my girl friend is back from her medical leave, which was supposed to be her Diwali vacation, and she is just the same old stubborn fellow, not listening to anybody. "My Girl friend, Please do take care of yourself, I want to enjoy all your funny comments, singing, facebooking. I feel really good when all your friends come to us ;), I want to be the part of all moments when you smile, enjoy, chat, fight, tease … all reflections of your pure heart. I don’t want to be called as your second home but want to be the place, where I will witness the wonderful moments in your life. And then I will send a mail"

Sweets from My Desk At My Desk
Occasion: Got New Girl Friend ;)

Friday 12 October 2012

On Top Of The World...

Ganesh festival is one of my favorites, every year it gives me a life time experience and memories. This year was also not an exception J This year I mate few really interesting personalities, most of us were not knowing them till 19 May, 2012 – successful summit of Mt. Everest.

Two young boys, Prasad Joshi and Ganesh More came to our colony, to show us the short film on Giripremi's Mt.Everest expedition. It was an informal get together sort of session and we were free to ask anything to them. Boys stood up on the stage, and whole environment got filled up with a well deserved, big round of applause. The film started and none of us could say a single word in between. Expressions on our faces were enough to express our feelings and reactions. We were witnessing one of the most difficult expeditions; with our brave mountaineers and real heroes of the film J Every sec. in the film was full of Himalayan beauty and challenges. Expressions on the faces of two new friends were telling us much more than the film. Those huge, beautiful, snow covered, dangerous mountains have witnessed the bravery of our young friends. Film explained us the total journey, right from the idea of this expedition till the Mt. Everest summit, the highest point on earth. Team was preparing for this big challenge emotionally, mentally, physically and financially for last couple of years. While mentioning this, team also thanked every one for their direct and indirect support.

The film ended up with lots of questions and curiosities in our minds. But I swear, no one could utter a word for 10- 15 min. It was so stunning. Then Prasad started sharing the experiences they had at Pune, Delhi, Base camp etc. and we also started shooting our questions to him :P We could see the happiness in his eyes when he told us that, he was the first amongst their team to step on to the Mt. Everest. We could feel the pain in his voice, when he was telling us that few of his team mates could not summit, due to some technical problems. We asked him silly questions as well like What you used to eat and drink during this? How is culture at Mt. Everest? How you managed to cope up with emotional balance? I asked Prasad, we know Mt. Everest as the highest point, but is it a peek? I mean can more than one person stand on Everest at a time? I know its one of the silly questions but he answered it as we can stand in a group as well, but due to rush it’s not possible. The answers created few more questions, obviously how THERE can a rush? But yes, every year a lot of many people try to summit the Mt. Everest, but only few gets succeeded and one of such brave man was standing with us J.

Prasad told us, during their journey form camp I to Mt. Everest, every team member was accompanied by a Sherpa, each of them were frequent visitor to Mt. Everest. There is a Sherpa, who have visited Mt. Everest 22 times :O :O :O .We also got know that, when teams from other countries try to summit, they have few professional videographers and cameramen in the team, who actually prepares the video and present it for the rest of world, but with our Indian team, no cameraman was there, whole shooting and photos are taken by team member.  The treasury of experiences was unlimited and time was running too fast. Finally we promised for another get together and winded up the show.

I returned home, but could not sleep; all the pictures were coming in front of my eyes, one by one. My heart was Congratulating the Giripremi Team and all direct and indirect supports. Big Thanks to the whole Team, for creating such a wonderful film and taking us with you; on top of the world…!!!



Thursday 11 October 2012

日本語 - Japanese Part II



Country of Rising Sun – Japan, and We… Japanese learners landed to the Indian City of Rising Sun… Kolkata… The sun makes this city to get up really too early… almost at 4 am. The day we landed to Kolkata was Dashera… Most important and last day of Durga Puja. We were having 2 days to settle down in this new city. Almost all of us were first time visitors to Kolkata and were very curious about the city, people and the Bengali culture.


We joined our company in Kolkata, and Japanese gave us another shock. We got to know that our company was tracking our Japanese performance from the very first day and we were performing horribly. HR person was scolding us like anything, and we could not even look into his eyes, Bengali anger u know... That raised an alarm in our minds. Company appointed a Japanese teacher for us and this time she was actually from Japan :)  Simultaneously our company training started as well.

To start with, our Japanese teacher decided to know about our Japanese knowledge and she was surprised and happy with us. Coz Japanese is a really tough language and she knew it very well.  On every alternate day, another Japanese batch from Kolkata used to join us. OMG…!!! They were so fast… Were so good at Japanese. Teacher used to ask a question and they used to throw the answer out of their mouth. Literally, before the teacher finishes the question, they used to start shouting like any thing…Few of us use to join them in shouting, that’s just our voice and no answer :P Japanese teacher used to get scared of that voice :) Kolkata batch was master of grammar, vocabs and most imp listening. Soon, teacher found out the lacking point in our batch and started focusing on those areas. Now we were also serious, few - because this became prestige issue for our batch and few – after all it was a question of money that we paid for.


We had no other option but to study, at home as well. Here thanks to my friends. We used to study together, found out few tricks to remember the vocabs, used to explain grammar to each other. Listening was the real challenge, as we could never used to get single word from the conversion. Bit well in the vocab and grammar sections and we started studying for listening. We copied the CDs for conversions and used to listen them at home. Now here, first and the only rule – No laughing... toughest part of Japanese learning :P

Days passed with our studies and finally we came to our home location for the Japanese Exam. We reached exam hall and found people with lot of excitement. Exam ended and we took a deep breath of relief. Thankfully no one asked us about exam :) we returned back to Kolkata to finish up with our technical training and then realized the fun we had with Japanese… To our’s and other’s surprise we scored exceptionally well in the exam : D :D

Japanese not only taught us a new language and culture but so many other things… Gave us new friends, new city, new experience, new abilities, new environment, new opportunities, new challenges… list is unending … 

Country of rising sun, shared few rays with us to make our lives more beautiful…ありがとうございます 日本語 ... Thanks a lot Japanese... :) :)

Tuesday 11 September 2012

日本語 - Japanese Part I



Sometimes weekends are more hectic than weekdays, especially when you have to cleanup your cupboard that you yourself have messed up. You can’t even blame others. Last weekend when I was cleaning my cupboard, found a bunch of CDs and books. My Japanese books. First let me tell you proudly that, I do know Japanese language.

It was sometime, after my placement to the IT Company, when our company gave us this opportunity to learn Japanese language. Company appointed a teacher for us, and our classes started in our college itself (as we haven’t joined the company yet). On very first day, when we entered the class, saw a south Indian (?) teacher welcoming us. Later on we came to know that she, Miss Momita, was from Orissa. Our question was, how can she teach us Japanese? We were expecting someone from Japan. (And that was the first learning… don’t expect anything from your company.) First day she taught us the Japanese numbers in a form of a (funny) poem. All of us, who just knew the spelling for word ‘Japanese’, were actually learning the words in Japanese. First day ended with learning and practicing few letters in Japanese script. After 2 hours session, we were coming out like winners of the game while Miss Momita, giving us “Picture abhi baki hai mere dost” wala look.
 
In few days, we got our books and our hard time started. Japanese is really tough language. 1st of all the script is different and secondly words are difficult to pronounce. As our teacher was from Orissa, she used to pronounce the word differently (in oriya accent) while we maharashtrians used to give marathi accent to the word. We were giving Indian touch to the Japanese language :). Miss Momita was very strict, and used to scold us a lot. Thankfully one of our friend already had an experience with Japanese, and according to us she was the master. She was the only one who used to complete the homework on time. And we being honest students and future engineers used to copy paste whole the thing from someone else’s book. So homework was either done by all or none. Though we were in the college, bunking the Japanese class was not at all allowed, Japanese was always better than Miss Momita’s punishment :P.  With a start of our final year PL, company stopped the classes.

Exam ended and our Japanese classes started again, now in the office :D obviously college was not allowing the company to conduct their classes in the college class rooms. I still remember the day, when we entered the company premises on SB road. We didn’t event know where to park our two wheelers. We parked our vehicles intelligently and entered the reception desk. The person at the desk already knew about us and gave us a sheet to sign and enter as visitor. One of the training rooms was assigned for our Japanese classes. Wow… such a big room it was. Room had centralized AC, every desk with a desktop, pen and notepad, bright lights and speakers in the room. All these things were really fascinating at that time, especially when we were entering to our first company...for the first time...

Japanese classes were going on. We were learning new words and grammar everyday. We used to relate every newly learned Japanese word with some other word irrespective of the language. It was difficult to store such a huge set of new words with new pronunciation, so we tried to find out easier ways to remember them. Every week we used to have objective written exam and orals. We were consistently performing (horribly) in the exams. Days were passing with our teacher scolding us for our mistakes and admiring us for our hard work. Gradually we also came to know that our Miss Momita was really good at her heart was scolding us just to motivate us.

Finally when we were quite acquainted with this new language, Miss Momita told us the real scenario. We were supposed to appear for the JLPT exams which have 4 levels and our company wanted us to clear directly 2nd level exam (for JLPT pattern it's level 3). We were shocked but had no other option. Our teacher told us the exam pattern, which includes 1 objective paper on Japanese grammar, 1 objective paper on Japanese vocabulary, and 1 objective paper on Japanese listening. We were ok with grammar and vocabs sections but now what’s this Japanese listening. In listening section, you have to listen to a Japanese conversion and have to answer the question at end of the conversion. Miss Momita gave us few CDs, having Japanese conversions. Hehehehehehe… :) :) :) Our reaction after listing to those CDs. I swear couldn’t understand a single word. Whenever teacher used to take these conversion sessions we used to laugh, sometimes at pronunciations, sometimes at there speed, sometimes on our own condition.

With all this HAPPENING we finished our Japanese class. Now we were ready with all our weapons to win the Japanese battle. But the truth was we… the worriers were unaware of these weapons. Just 10 days after our classes finished our engineering results came out and company wanted us to join… now as an employee… all the JLPT people joining location – Kolkata. Thanks to Japanese once again… This Japanese took us to from the Arabian Sea to the Bay of Bengal…

Monday 27 August 2012

Beginning…



 I being a good blog finder and a reader, one of my friends asked me regarding blogging. First let me clear, it’s quite easy to be a good blog finder if you have time and all my friends knows that I m not a GOOD reader. My friend was asking me about writing a blog, like how to write, where to post the blogs, how to publish it, its privacy settings etc. I felt so happy that she wanted to write something and I know the platform where she can present it. I told her whatever info I have, also gave her the links for my favorite and thus good blogs. 
 
My first and eager question to her was, “what will u write about?” Yes… whenever I think of my blog, question comes to me, “what to write next?”. We are not like a factory, given a requirement producing fixed length and width product every day. It’s all about our thoughts and moods that flow on paper… anytime… anywhere… To my surprise, friend is ready with her 1st post which she will just polish a bit and blog is ready for inauguration.
 
As she does not want to disclose about her writings, post, thoughts to everyone, I also won’t disclose her name. Let’s call her “Miss A”. So now, you know, new blog is on its way, written by a Girl and she is single. Knowing this, few of you might be more interested in her… for them all the best, hope the blog link reaches to you by some or the other way …


Dear Miss A,
 Welcome to this beautiful world of Words…

Let us get drench in your thoughts…

Let us get awake with your voice…

Let us open up with your beautiful words…

Let us see this world through your eyes…

Let us see this world through your eyes…


When you met me...



When we met first, were complete strangers…
With blank faces but lots of questions in heart

When we met next, questions were loud…
still not expecting the truth

and then on… 
whenever we meet no need to ask any question… 
as we don’t even need the truth to believe one another…

Heart can not lie to its own…!!!

The Thread...


The day of happiness...
The day of teasing...
The day of care...
The day of faith...
The day of feeling of security...
The day of gifts...
The day of sweets...
The day of support...
The day of childhood memories...
The day of grown up dreams...
The day of best friends...
The day of best enemies...
The day of brothers and their sisters...
The day of common thread between them...
The day of Rakhi…