Day 8, Eurotrip 2009

21 05 2009

8th April, 2009, on the coastal route into Marseille.
We had been on the road for close to 5 hours, headed for this coastal paradise. A pretty stretch through winding hills later, we found our GPS locating our car at the edge of the second largest city in France, where we were welcomed by the surveyors of the sea.
The entire stretch along the harbour played host to the yacht’s of the Rich and Famous, in the thousands. For us backpackers with “Leisure” meaning nothing more than a cup of coffee in the morning, the endless array of Yacht’s almost seemed daunting.
Our Eurotrip itinerary allowed us just the one night in this maritime city. We had to leave a lot unexplored. At the risk of being termed banal, ‘Ain’t it all about the drive?!’.





You are an Inspiration!

12 05 2009

Hahahaha!

Some mercy for 7 months of hard living! Truth be told, nothing irks me more! At best, I smile and treat it as a compliment.

It’s not been easy. A fat cheque at the end of every month lets you know your place in society. All that remains now is a hazy memory of how it felt. I hope to get there someday. A depleting bank balance ain’t helping the conviction. I have begun collecting bills and tracking expenses. Trying to cut costs and prolong survival. Asking Dad money would be akin to surrender. The parties are still happening, but not all.

It might not have been a wise decision, especially the timing. But who was I to predict a recession down the corner. But now, existentialistic as it may sound, I’m forced to prove the decision right. There is no other choice, but a humble surrender to the torrential current of life.

There has been work. I have received payments. But nowhere close to what I would have earned had I continued my corporate career. but nothing comes close to the rushes I feel everyday with everyday tasks. Rushes I’d never felt working out of my cubicle on the 13th floor.

I have reached this stage where I’m forced to be at my maximum. Each peak giving me the acceleration for the next climb. The speed is exhilarating!

Entrepreneurship is definitely the ultimate ride!





Lesson 1 : Seek out the poor and hungry

25 11 2008

Missed the apointment yesterday… how could I hear it wrong? … 20 mins to go.. hmmm… should be enough…. Where is the damn place!!!

All the while I had been looking for a tall building. There it was, doing its bit to not distort the landscape, staying well below the radar.

“I have an appointment with the HR Head please!”

K. Everything’s in place. I notice a partially bald, sagely man in a room with glass doors look hither.

“Sebastian?”

….

Hmmm. Bless him for entertaining me for an hour. Hmmm. Should have been convincing, or was I? Well he’s asked me to keep in touch. Given me his mobile number even.

“Keep in touch, but see that you don’t spam!!” …hmmm.. spam eh? “December is when we recruit. we might require some help then!”

Not without valuable lessons though. The ones that require branding are those below the Radar themselves. Take time to seek them out from the herd.

One day at a time … Sweet Jesus!





Less Said…

14 01 2008

“I don’t wanna dance, if you don’t want to.”

She looked up, a smile creeping up her face. “Yeah right!!!”

“Yeah right!!”

She looked down. He continued gazing at the dance floor.

She raised her head slowly. It had armed itself with that twinkled questioning smile, one eyebrow raised.

“I’m positive… anyway the floor looks a little crowded today.”

She asked for his hand across the table. He reciprocated. There were no words exchanged.

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Tap Dance!!!!

30 08 2007
Its that feeling again
that short step
that graceful recovery
that fall from gracethat knowing feeling
that distant echo
of having gone through it all before
that free fall

hold on.
ave that beauty
to step out of that thick casket
to stop the rot

that one big joke
everyone takes refuge in
To be laughed at
mocked at
till that very concept of self
dissolves in the joy
of being the joker

that cave to hide in
that person to become
those people to love
them feelings to despise

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Homeward Bound!!!!

14 08 2007
August 11th
Me landed home after a 2 month break. Home began to feel less like home. It’s begun to feel more like an obligation.I was invited for the TeK Music inaugarals, the club I headed in my final year in college.

I left that night knowing for sure…, I never belonged there. but the memories will forever remain. Of all those midnight practice sessions. Of waking up at 6 with the bass line buzzing in my head, taking a quick shower only to head straight to F-301, to pick my bass guitar, switch on the tape and play to the song.

I must confess, I never felt part of the group. Now after XL, after knowing all the possibilities. I know I’ll never get back. Definitely no, not for the music. but like i said, for the friends….

I was dying to get back to Bangalore….. to home. I’m beginning to love the freedom. It may come in the form of a sprouted Aloo lying in the vegetable tray in the kitchen …but yeah….its…

“that little place called Neverland …. where the world around you ceases to exist……wheres its just you and your dreams….”

So like i was saying .. back to job descriptions.

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Now this is song writing…

9 08 2007
Sarah Mclachlan – I will remember you
***********************************************************I will remember you,
will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass you by
Weep not for the memories
Remember the good times that we had?
I let them slip away from us when things got bad
How clearly I first
saw you smilin’ in the sun
Wanna feel your warmth upon me
I wanna be the one

I’m so tired but I can’t sleep
Standin’ on the edge of something much too deep
It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word
We are screaming inside
But we can’t be heard

I’m so afraid to love you
But more afraid to lose
Clinging to a past that doesn’t let me choose
Once there was a darkness
Deep and endless night
You gave me everything you had
Oh you gave me light

And I will remember you
Will you remember me?
Don’t let your life pass you by
Weep not for
the memories

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August 5th

9 08 2007

9:33:36 AM

Finished checking my mail. About to check my new pair of earphones. Creative EP 630. Its all about Noise cancellation.

7:27 AM

Finished a round of foosball. Lost both games. Looking forward to a day of job descriptions for my client. Now how can I make it “fun”???

12:29 PM Melancholies
Do not mistake my reticence for ignorance.
I only wish to help. I might seem distant at first, but am hoping to bring us a lot closer. Forgive me for the tears I planted on your cheeks. The time is now,to come to terms with my own incongruence, to make decisions.
I should have long realised that it was just a silly masquerade in my own private world. I should have realised that the clothes I donned were to be shed sooner or later. Each time, I have detained the anguish for later, out of sheer fear. No more. These things are never supposed to be secret, Things to be loudly acclaimed. This two-faced dialogue with myself is drowning me. Pangs of jealousy, of sheer loss will always abound. It is hard to quell dreams I have fleshed myself, but I know I can change them. I am happy though that you deserve each other. If I nurtured the love, so be it.
We will get back in touch. For now, we need to go different ways. We each deserve the right to remember the world when each other never existed. Take in the new panorama. I have tried and trust me it is not that bad.
Hope, I will gratify myself with the hope of finding someone better. Probably she is just round the corner. It is not that hard to dream. And for now, my dreams keep me company. Reaching out to the world that I live in, but that I know does not exist.
Like Mr Fenn says, “You can learn to love almost anybody. All it takes is the decision!”

But yeah, you do not know what you got till it’s gone.

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Bangalore ahoy !!!

2 04 2007
The next chapter of my life moves to Bangalore. Will begin work soon in an HR consultancy there.. but before all this, need to zero in on the den.Bangalore is one of those places where finding a home is as easy as pie, courtesy the insane number of software professionals working there. I’ll hit bangalore sometime this week hoping to find a 3 bhk apartment, fully furnished somewhere near Frazer town for around 15k.

“Dude, I have one for now for around 17k.”

“17K!!!!! thats a little too much, don’t you think??”

“But split 2 ways??”

“Hmmm… fair enough, considering we can afford to spend so much now”

“Cooke town, Puravankara, swimming pool, Tennis court and the likes”

“Go on.. .its sounding better now”

“3 kms to where u work and 5 kms to my office”

“Can we keep a labrador? A black one?”

“Who takes it for the poo poo? and worse… what if it does it all over the room”

“What about a day care centre for the puppy?”

“Hmmm.. worth a look. There should be one right? considering its Bangalore”

“Forget that. What about the maid?”

“I’ll bring a chottu from Mirzapur. He’ll stay alright”

“Mirzapur??? In bangalore, There is a system of a cook coming in the morning to get your grub ready.”

“Theek hai. So I tell mom to stop looking for chottu??”

“Thats like almost 2 lakhs in advance. We don’t have that much money. We’ll get a CLA from the company. Don’t worry!!! Trust me, I’ve lived in Blore for 4 years before XL”

“Chup be…the old man paid for it then.”

“4 bedroom penthouse in malleswaram for 12k.. those were the rates back then. It could not have gone much higher…..”

Will know soon…meanwhile, I’ll continue plotting the way to office on google maps.

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Now that the Yearbook is out…

2 04 2007

I would like to make some clarifications, now that the yearbook is out.

The yearbook looks good in real. There have been a lot of work put in the yearbook and lot of work discredited as well.

Just to get down to more specifics. More Courtesies and credits.

The Photos on the Front Cover – Vishesh Puvadi
Brilliant shots of the academic block (aka Learning centre) taken by Vish from his room. There were several brilliant pictures of XLRI in his collection. Of the lot, it was a mutual agreement between us that these 4 deserved the cover in that, it captured fleeting moments of our stay at XL.

Negotiations with the Printer – Tuhin Jain 🙂
After….. all the hard work on the soft copy. There was still the small issue of getting the hard copy made. Fortunately our maxi chief held a lot of goodwill with Mr Krishna, and was able to pull off a brilliant piece of negotiation to get the entire yearbook done in colour for around 75% of the initial quotation. It might not sound like much. But folks, remember we are dealing in lakhs here.

300 Character limit – Sunil Koul
Our very in house Java god helped me out with nifty coding to put in the 300 character limit on the comments box in the yearbook site. Some of you went the extra distance to hack the system. If you did, Congrats and remember next time you might not be so lucky !!! 🙂

Collages – Hrishikesh Godbole
Our man was responsible for the beautiful collages in the yearbook (Between both sections) I would like to apologize as well here, as there were 4 more which did not make it to the yearbook. There was a lot of confusion in the last week of making the yearbook that we lost track of four of the collages he had made. It took him an entire night to make the collages.

Committee Writeups and Photos Collation – Arjun Srinivasan and Naqi Abbas
During the last week of compilation. The work piled on us from all sides. And we were sent help in the form of Arjun and Naqi who went about bringing order to the chaos. Scouting the huge database for photographs, articles and classifying them in order. It required several buzzes from their side to get some lazy Secys to send in their committee articles and photos.

Signature Hunting – Ashish Agnihotri
We were in need of signatures for getting the funding from the caution deposit. Agnihotri came forward to scout around collecting signatures from the junta in GH-3. It might sound small but to us that day, he was a life saver.

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Things gone wrong

I would like to apologize on behalf of the yearbook team for any of the following errors.

  • Comments not being printed in the ranked order
  • AIS photo being put up in profiles (We tried hard to squeeze in time for shooting the better ones, but we had a manpower and time crunch)
  • Lack of enough collages in the yearbook. (As mentioned earlier, we lost them in the crowd of pictures.)

The descriptions were supposed to be a fun read. There could be some who found it offending or rather impossible to show it to their parents. Our apologies to them as well.

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