<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:44:21.084-08:00</updated><category term='inflation'/><category term='IPL'/><category term='Aarushi'/><category term='Country'/><category term='Work'/><category term='weird'/><category term='career'/><category term='Nifty'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='Sensex'/><title type='text'>Weird thoughts!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-3265603526262031329</id><published>2008-06-10T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T05:28:25.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nifty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aarushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sensex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IPL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='inflation'/><title type='text'>inflation, IPL, Aarushi, Nifty, Sensex...</title><content type='html'>Yes, you read it right! That is all everybody has to talk about nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inflation:&lt;br /&gt;Half the people dont know what inflation means and inturn they are getting scared everyday when that word is printed in bold in all national dailies. Yes, we are going through a tough time - the prices are all time high, crude has touched and breaching record prices everyday. Gold doesnt stop to glitter at all - DONT YOU THINK DOOMS DAY IS LURKING SOMEWHERE AROUND!&lt;br /&gt;    People need to understand one thing, this is not the first time inflation has been an issue. If i remember clearly in 1996-1998 we had a similar situation. But that time nobody knew what inflation meant nor did any dailies used to report it so widely. Because it was not news in 1996! People were worse off then, crude price went up and gold was hitting its all time high. People survived all that and we are here today in 2008 and the same is happening. we will again survive/get used to this and people will forget that we did have a dooms day. Fact of life guys, dont worry too much about future - you cannot control it anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPL:&lt;br /&gt;Another fact of life - u can never predict anything using historical performance or statisitical modelling. If we cudve then somebody atleast one person wouldve predicted that the cheapest team of all - rajasthan will win the IPL.&lt;br /&gt;    one thing is for sure, india has changed big time! big big time! Look at the glit and glam around us...wow! nobody wudve imagined while i was in school. i would talk abt ma school sometime...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aarushi:&lt;br /&gt;This is the most sad part i wud be writing. A school gal gets murdered and media is busy trying to get MMS of some nudity and broadcast. Freedom of speech i must say...&lt;br /&gt;i have been following the story very closely and understand that nobody has a clue on whats going on...ppl are coming up with their own theories, baseless obviously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensex &amp;amp; Nifty:&lt;br /&gt;Just goto moneycontrol.com and you will wonder whether the great depression is back. Everyday we hear that the markets are erasing wealth off investors - people are doomed! but arent people making money while this is happening, there is a bunch who is having their last laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Ppl whoever have their money in the market, dont , dont exit now. Just sit tight and forget it. You will see the other side also...it can never ride on a bear market...thats reality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is what ppl have to talk about in india, i have mentioned all the topics. so one billion odd people have only 5 topics to discuss on a daily basis. isnt that funny, ppl will forget the story as soon as the tide is over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-3265603526262031329?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/3265603526262031329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=3265603526262031329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/3265603526262031329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/3265603526262031329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2008/06/inflation-ipl-aarushi-nifty-sensex.html' title='inflation, IPL, Aarushi, Nifty, Sensex...'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-6268079834315113421</id><published>2007-08-22T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T08:40:10.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody is happy at work!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;"DESERVE BEFORE YOU DESIRE" - Dr.  Gopalkrishnan, Chairman TATA Sons.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mr. Gopalakrishnan succeeds Mr. Ratan Tata as Chairman of Tata SonsLtd., the holding company for many of the Tata Bluechips like TataSteel, Tata Motors, Tata Power, Tata Chemicals, Voltas, etc.,Possibly he is the first non-Tata person to head the Tata Empire.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The below article is really interesting!Subject: Job Hopping -Interesting article by Dr.Gopalkrishnan,Chairman, Tata Sons&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The grass isn't always greener on the other side!!Move from one job to another, but only for the right reasons. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's yetanother day at office. As I logged on to the marketing and advertisingsites for the latest updates,  as  usual,  I found the headlinesdominated by 'who's moving from one  company  to  another  after ashort stint', and I wondered, why are so many people leaving one jobfor another?Is it passé now to work witfh just one company for a sufficiently long period?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whenever I ask this question to people who leave a company, theanswers I get are:  "Oh, I am getting a 200% hike in salary"; "Well, Iam jumping three levels in my designation"; "Well, they are going tosend me abroad in six months".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, I look around at all the people who are considered successfultoday and who have reached the top - be it a media agency, anadvertising agency or a company. I find that most of these people arethe ones who have stuck to the company, ground their heels and workedtheir way to the top. And, as I look around for people who changedtheir jobs constantly, I find they have stagnated at some level,  inobscurity!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this absolutely ruthless, dynamic and competitive environment,there are still no short-cuts to success or to making money. The onlything that continues to pay, as earlier, is loyalty and hard work.Yes, it pays!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes, immediately, sometimes after a lot of time. But, it does pay.Does this mean that one should stick to an organization and wait forthat golden moment? Of course not. After a long stint, there alwayscomes a time for moving in most organizations, but it is important tomove for the right reasons, rather than superficial ones, like money,designation or an overseas trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Remember, no company recruits for charity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More often than not, when you are offered an unseemly hike in salaryor designation that is disproportionate to what that company offers itcurrent employees, there is always unseen bait attached.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The result? You will, in the long-term, have reached exactly the samelevels or maybe lower levels than what you would have in your current company.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A lot of people leave an organization because they are "unhappy". Whatis this so-called-unhappiness? I have been working for donkey's yearsand there has never been a day when I am not unhappy about somethingin my work environment-boss, rude colleague, fussy clients etc.Unhappiness in a workplace, to a large extent, is transient.If you look hard enough, there is always something to be unhappy about.But, more importantly, do I come to work to be "happy" in the truest sense?If I think hard, the answer is "No". Happiness is something you findwith family, friends, may be a close circle of colleagues who havebecome friends.What you come to work for is to earn, build a reputation, satisfy yourambitions, be appreciated for your work ethics, face challenges andget the job done.So, the next time you are tempted to move, ask yourself why you movingand what are are you moving into.Some questions are:* Am I ready and capable of handling the new responsibility? If yes,what could be the possible reasons my current company has not offeredme the same responsibility?* Who are the people who currently handle this responsibility in thecurrent and new company? Am I as good as the best among them?* As the new job offer has a different profile, why have I not giventhe current company the option to offer me this profile?* Why is the new company offering me the job? Do they want me for myskills, or is there an ulterior motive?An honest answer to these will eventually decide where you go in yourcareer- to the top of the pile in the long term (at the cost ofshort-term blips) or to become another average employee who gets lostwith time in the wilderness?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-6268079834315113421?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/6268079834315113421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=6268079834315113421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/6268079834315113421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/6268079834315113421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/nobody-is-happy-at-work.html' title='Nobody is happy at work!'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-7465123554929757157</id><published>2007-08-20T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T11:01:23.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mrs and Mr.Hypocrite!</title><content type='html'>And now I'm married. I cant believe it! Back to the blogging world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-7465123554929757157?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/7465123554929757157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=7465123554929757157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/7465123554929757157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/7465123554929757157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/08/mrs-and-mrhypocrite.html' title='Mrs and Mr.Hypocrite!'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-4821814123609249889</id><published>2007-05-07T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T07:31:56.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Managing something called "Marriage"</title><content type='html'>I was at work, in  a great mood for a change - and i get a call. Its from my friend - i pick up the call and i hear that my friend just got engaged! Congrats to him, good for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats where i started thinking - it spoilt my mood and completely disturbed me. And i know why its disturbing me - not because im not getting engaged - but the people are gonna start asking me why im not getting married. What is the issue? blah blah...and ma so called friends think that i dont really have a great reputation. U know why, coz i have friends who are gals. AND its completely not acceptable by my community!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell man, cant i choose the way i can live? Or can i really? I dont know...but im definitely not liking the fact that somebody else is dictating on how i should lead my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twist in the story...I just got a call from home. And guess what - i got a proposal too.  And mom is too excited about it. Im excited too, for them. I hope this one works out for good...i hope i lik the girl...insha allah. Will know soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-4821814123609249889?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4821814123609249889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=4821814123609249889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/4821814123609249889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/4821814123609249889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/05/managing-something-called-marriage.html' title='Managing something called &quot;Marriage&quot;'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-925198443840857305</id><published>2007-04-10T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:22:49.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weird'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Country'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Looong medical break!</title><content type='html'>I was away....for a looooooooooong time! Happy that im back, just finished reading one of my friends contribution in msn...its awesome. I strongly recommend it - the link is &lt;a href="http://content.msn.co.in/Contribute/Lifestyle/UCStory2044.htm"&gt;http://content.msn.co.in/Contribute/Lifestyle/UCStory2044.htm&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It inspired me to blog again and also to post one of my past blogs in msn contribute. Now waiting for the panel to approve and publish the same. Lets see what happens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, i was feeling very feverish and within 24hrs of time it was confirmed viral fever and i started driving down to calicut with ma friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash back: 72 hours before - My friends from calicut arrive to recieve our dear friend zu who is coming from dubai. We all were n our best of moods and were already celebrating his arrival. Our man landed safely in blore airport and then we go directly to "the beach" We have one helluva time there - i, shoi, shinju, shammu and zu - our gang which was formed a decade ago and still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversations were started from where we left off months or years back and we were like college students once again. We were having a great time i must say with all the alchohol flowing(tequilas were repeated thrice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was saturday and we started our day late, iron maiden was playing that nite. I, zu and shammu went for the show - maiden did not play numbers which i knew. But still i was fascinated by the stage and by seeing the legends playing live! Got to hit on some pretty gals too :) We got out of the concert just before it got over and headed to a place called 13h floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twist in the story...one guy in my team is quitting! Good decision right? Why am i not able to do it? Too bad na? Its been more than half a decade that im here and still sulking! Im sad that he is leaving, he was such a cheerful guy - i must say. Good luck to him, GOD bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story - after the 13th floor stint and all the tequilas we headed back home and sunday was farewell day. Shnju, shoi and sham left to cali and i, zu and noush were in the hotel. Night was spent at HINT. Silent and relaxing terrace fun!&lt;br /&gt;And finally it was monday, i dragged myself back to work and it was not that interesting anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy struck again in 48 hours - a neat burglary at my apartment. A v3i and p910i and 60k in cash was gone. Fortunately the guy who came inside ma apartment did not see my laptop and watches i guess...as a result we had a fun filled day in the police station, filing FIR with the cops. How unlucky im u see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours down - i was suffering from fever, diagnosed by the noighbourhood hospital doc(i hope he is one)&lt;br /&gt;And there i and ma friend go to calicut - driving towards gods own country - one eventful week in cali after that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-925198443840857305?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/925198443840857305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=925198443840857305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/925198443840857305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/925198443840857305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/04/looong-medical-break.html' title='Looong medical break!'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-5200595663171234573</id><published>2007-03-13T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T06:03:15.224-07:00</updated><title type='text'>peripatetic axiom: Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://peripateticaxiom.blogspot.com/2007/03/confusion.html"&gt;peripatetic axiom: Confusion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-5200595663171234573?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://peripateticaxiom.blogspot.com/2007/03/confusion.html' title='peripatetic axiom: Confusion'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/5200595663171234573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=5200595663171234573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/5200595663171234573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/5200595663171234573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/03/peripatetic-axiom-confusion.html' title='peripatetic axiom: Confusion'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-2727594017086088207</id><published>2007-03-13T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T04:40:49.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Country'/><title type='text'>Reality bites!!!</title><content type='html'>Another day passed by peacefully, without my boss! A minute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; pass by without hearing something about my boss, he is on leave for a week and people are just freaking out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my day early today(9:30am), drove down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yelahanka&lt;/span&gt; in my sexy car - was listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tamil&lt;/span&gt; hits and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;justin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;timberlakes&lt;/span&gt; what goes around...called ma friend and wished her a good morning, but she had to hang up as she was rushing to get ready for office - it was a nice drive as the traffic was not bad(according to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;blore&lt;/span&gt; standards)and i reached my destination by 10. I waited for my friend in front of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yelahanka&lt;/span&gt; registration office as i wanted to collect the pending documents of my property. Ma friend called me meanwhile and i spoke to her for like 1o &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and then my friend arrived. I told her that i had to go and i proceeded to the registration office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the land records office was on the 3rd floor, a very &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dirty&lt;/span&gt; floor i must say! There was a long queue even before the counter was open and i reckoned that most of them are reality agents. I and my friend went stood in the Q. My guess would be that there &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wudve&lt;/span&gt; been 15 people standing in front of us. The Q started moving in another 15 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; and it was moving pretty quickly. Suddenly we noticed that there were few people standing outside the Q and trying to talk to the lady behind the counter, he was trying to break through the Q. My friend got really furious and started blasting those guys in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Kannada&lt;/span&gt;(language of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;karnataka&lt;/span&gt; state in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;India&lt;/span&gt;) those guys backed off after that. Then i noticed something really interesting, there was an elevator with a grilled door and people have managed to spit pan on the wall inside the elevator duct and the top of the elevator is filled with empty cups and waste papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden realization, this is what the real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bangalore&lt;/span&gt; is! These are the native habitats of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Bangalooru&lt;/span&gt;, the civilization which existed before IT revolution and becoming a silicon valley. People in areas like this live with an air of confidence today, that they have arrived. All men have gold rings on all their fingers and a thick chain around their neck and their wrists. (i must say they are wise, investing on appreciating asset - people like us buy expensive watches and clothes which becomes worthless in few months)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing is why do we try to acquire a lot of wealth? do we really care for our unborn children, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; we just convincing our conscience? I was thinking why do i buy this land, car and all the savings i have. Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; worried on how to retain my land, keep my car &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;scratch less&lt;/span&gt;. I had so much peace without all this in my life. No tension, just spend the money i earn and keep working and partying. I'm proud today that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; doing something towards being an entrepreneur, all the recognition &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; getting but at a cost - my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; at work, but i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have any work! You would have guessed that by now from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;lenght&lt;/span&gt; of this post. I went down and watched some TV and again back to my desk. finished reading my mails and expecting a call from a friend, had planned dinner. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Havent&lt;/span&gt; heard from her till now, so i guess it wont happen today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all for now, i will for my colleagues who comes around 7 and i have a call around that time. once i finish that, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have much to do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; kinda bored typing now, signing off...will post more later...ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-2727594017086088207?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/2727594017086088207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=2727594017086088207' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/2727594017086088207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/2727594017086088207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/03/reality-bites.html' title='Reality bites!!!'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-4347116884294600300</id><published>2007-03-09T05:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T07:08:41.983-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Another day at work!</title><content type='html'>Another day at work, just finished my team lunch at a posh hotel. Obviously, feeling very sleepy after that - i bet u &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wil&lt;/span&gt; after a seven course lunch!!! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know what happened today, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; feeling very tensed. Is it because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; very uncertain about my future or am i worried whether i will lose everything what i have built in the few years - in a way &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking, why am i worried when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not sure whether i will get up of my seat alive...how many of us actually think about that - the glaring truth of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;uncertainty&lt;/span&gt;, the fact of life. You really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; know what is going to happen to you the next second, i cant say for sure whether i will complete typing this blog and post it. but still worried about all the material &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;possessions&lt;/span&gt; and how to safe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;guard&lt;/span&gt; it from others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also discovered a very weird thing today, what we are taught from childhood is "never trust anybody", "be careful when you deal with people". why are we so scared of our own species, why do we like to stamp on somebody &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Else's&lt;/span&gt; head to move forward. cant we do that by just holding hands? I guess not, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; thinking too &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mucch&lt;/span&gt; of a ideal place to live - probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; what they call heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to sit around for another 5 hours in this building staring at my laptop thinking what to do! I can see people walking away aiming the door, i guess they have people waiting back home and they are glad that its a weekend! I also have parents, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, grand parents etc but still &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; living alone. I'm enjoying my space or do I???- and i guess i should call space - the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;vacuum&lt;/span&gt;. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like going back to that vacuum which is waiting for me back home. Do i have a choice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weekend is around the corner - and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not excited!!! Am i not excited about meeting my friends? am i not excited about cruising in my car and moving around with gorgeous women, drinking and partying. What do i really want to do? I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know, i try hard to get a date and when i do get one and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; wanna go!!! whats wrong with me? am i getting impotent or am i getting fed up of this lifestyle. what is that i want in life, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; a confused soul today and i hate being in this state...i really hope that i get out of this state very fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about IT/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ITES&lt;/span&gt; companies are that you work out of cubicles and your privacy close to -0. one guy is sitting next to me and talking to his wife, discussing which movie to go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt;. I cant help but listen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;coz&lt;/span&gt; he is fighting with her so loudly!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about movies - i want to watch this movie called Pursuit of happiness! i saw the trailer today when i was watching the idiot box! my gut feeling is its a good movie(my friends say that i say that about each n every single &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; movie, but its not true ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a call with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;firang&lt;/span&gt; at 10 30 pm and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; done, but for some weird reason i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; feel like going home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;tonite&lt;/span&gt;, why is that? I will figure out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;sooon&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again...waiting for the weekend! i have a list of chores listed to complete 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;mrw&lt;/span&gt; and i can almost guarantee that i will not finish even half of that...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; such a lazy bum. but i genuinely want to you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start talking about my friends next week...signing off - cu next week, have a nice weekend!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-4347116884294600300?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/4347116884294600300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=4347116884294600300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/4347116884294600300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/4347116884294600300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/03/another-day-at-work.html' title='Another day at work!'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8610631220753837788.post-389918847253344883</id><published>2007-03-08T05:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T06:21:59.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Why m still working?</title><content type='html'>This is my first stint in the blogging world! I'm not sure why i did not explore this area till date...but glad im doing atleast now!!! m feeling a generation gap when i realized that blogging is in existence for ages now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a 28 year old who is working for a multi national company(large faceless organization) as most of the educated indian youth is now. And definitely going through a mid life crisis as i realize that im nearing 30(almost 50% of my lifetime in this planet)and a an ugly reality is dawning upon me - WHY M STILL WORKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont misunderstand me when i say "Why m still working", you should read that as why am i working for a large faceless organization where im just a split of a drop in the sea. Am i contributing anything to the company or am i contributing anything to the world - i guess the answer for both is NO. But definitely im contributing very well to push myself into the rat race deeper and deeper day by day. I have atleast 3 EMI's and a bunch of credit cards(which is always glaring at me with bold red numbers I owe to the bank)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel m working for Citibank, not for the the company which has employed me. Coz I measure everything in terms of how much i can pay citibank this month and how much more can i borrow so that i can maintain an inflated,non-existent,hypocrite lifestyle. I wonder what am i chasing everyday, definitely not anything which is measurable or nor am i making any hard savings for the company. Everything is VIRTUAL, the salary i get - i just see the numbers credited to my account. Then i spend that using my debit/credit card - what i harldy spend as cash every month is 2-3k. So am i really sitting in this air conditioned structure for more than 10 hrs a day to touch and feel 3000 bucks - is it worth it? I dont know, im not sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes think that i should just say fuck off to my boss and quit the company and do something i love...something im passionate about - but then the biggest problem emerges, what is my passion. Sometimes i feel i should be a entrepreneur - hahaha - do i really want to lead a life like that??? Or probably i want to lead a quiet happy life in some green valley taking care of my garden and a little house - then how will i get my bread?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then wanted to explore and understand who created this amazing phenomenon called Money! Imagine a world without money and you have the world at your disposal - is it something which is next to impossible or nobody ever ventured out in that way. Cant you really get everything what you want from the earth? To eat, to wear, to commute etc - So why you want to make some stupid products which you dont want and make people believe that its impossible to live without those?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading "the monk who sold his ferrari" and i stopped reading it midway of fear - whether i will do something like that in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now im sitting in my office without knowing what to do to kill the next few hours and waste another day without doing anything for myself nor for others - and the highlight im expecting a pink slip anytime coz the company doesnt have any work for me or i want to believe it that way? I don't know why im mentioning this now but if somebody hasnt watched fight club then they should[not the hindi version :)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8610631220753837788-389918847253344883?l=nash-crzy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/feeds/389918847253344883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8610631220753837788&amp;postID=389918847253344883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/389918847253344883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8610631220753837788/posts/default/389918847253344883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nash-crzy.blogspot.com/2007/03/why-m-still-working.html' title='Why m still working?'/><author><name>Hypocrite</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10101131217236681514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
