JackTheHunter

Life after IIT Part -2

2010-04-26T08:33:00.000-07:00

It’s been a long time since I have written a blog…. The continuation of this story was written a long time ago but because of the constant changes in the life, I couldn’t post it on time. So here I go …

After 2 months ........

“It’s been 2 month and my score is still zero with girls.” I scolded myself.” remember rex, you are not anymore in IIT, be bold, get a girl, get life.”

This thought was punching my head from last few weeks. Eventually one day I decided to step out of my comfort zone. I opened the mental note about the girls. There were three girls in the top: rakhi, payal and rita.

Once a time, my dear friend “fundebaaz” had revealed a secret about beauty. He Said “There is three kinds of beauty in this world. One is natural beauty. 2^nd is artificial beauty which has an appeal and to enhance their appeal they use entire range of cosmetic products. 3^rd is natural yet appealing.” Obviously this funda comes after drinking six pegs of whisky. I wonder why people give suggestion to others after having few pegs while their own life demands a suggestion.

I reminded myself the words of my dear friend and categorized the three most beautiful girls of the organization.

I firmly thought about Rita she happens to fall on the 2^nd category. My callow mind suggested me to pick up the easiest target. I looked at the Rita, she was leaning against the wall of her cubicle. Rita was a traditional Indian girl. She was slightly healthy with respect to her height that enhanced her cuteness which was already showered by her chubby face. Once a wise man told that the nature of the one can be determine by just examine one’s feet. So, I scanned her from toe to head.

She was wearing a sliver sandal with a cross stripe and it was supported by a platform heel. I felt pity for deprived platform which took the entire load yet without complaining. I raised my head to look little bit up and noticed her bright shining patayala pyjama which obviously hid her roundness. The patayala pyjama was so loose that it fluttered while she walks and it was matched up by a bright dark colour salwar; perfectly suits with her fair skin. Her salwar was enough loose to hide the ounce of flab at tummy which may pop up if the armour in form of salwar would not be there.

After reading the several chapters of the book I started to read the Index page, her dazzling face was appearing more round than actually it is. I realize, to touch her face I have to penetrate the several layers of makeup predominately of powder. How come a beautiful girl like her has such a cheap habit of sinking herself into grains of powder? I bet Rita can be used as a good smoke bomb to give cover fire. Though I have calculated the more negative qualities, I took it as blessing in disguise situation; the more negative qualities mean more chance of pick her up so I prepared myself to take her on.

She was eating a daily dose of gossip in the name of tea with her friends when I entered the cafeteria. After contemplating the situation, I decided to wait for the right moment to open up the conversation.

She drifted herself to the counter to have dessert. I seize the opportunity. I placed myself right next to her and I opened up.

“Hi, you must be Rita, I was observing you from over there and I must tell you that I am quite charmed by the way you carry yourself.”

“ya, I noticed that you are noticing me, so you already know my name” she smirked.” And thanks for the compliment but can you please elaborate how did I charmed you.” Damn she is playing hard.

“Famous personality’s name always floats in the air. In the office you are the one who has got the interactive personality and people look after whatever you do.”Though I know what exactly people look after her but to mention that, means reaching the dead end with Rita.

“Pretty good Mr. Iitian, but ...”

“Sorry to interrupt you but my parents has given me a sweet name udit, how about you call me udit.”I objected.

“Very well, Mr. Udit, that was good but it’s not enough to allure me, you should try somewhere else.”

“What... What do you mean? “I demanded.

“Meaning is very clear Udit, try someone else, I have a boyfriend” she was so direct.

“Rita, I was trying to mix up with the people but you don’t seem to be that much interactive personality as I assumed.” I walked out of cafeteria with a hard look on my face.

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Book Rita was closed for me. I was taken aback by the entire incident. There after I indulge myself into the work and decided not to move further. But Heart is “kamina” it always encourages you to take a step even if the consequence of the last step was miserable. Once a wise man said grab the opportunity when it knocks on the door.

After this incident I distanced myself from the glamour world. But What if the glamour itself walk up to you. Payal and I were the same group for a particular project. But I decided to keep up my decision to distant myself. Group was pretty happening. Other than Payal and I there were several different members. But as guided by my brain, I become a favourite of my seniors.

“my dear colleagues, I have called up this meeting to remind all of you about the deadline of the project and I would like all of you to contribute, towards our work motive, I also would like to remind you that your appraisal would be entirely based on your performance so I expect all of you to live up to the expectation.” This might be the oldest dialog in the history of corporate world. Every year, at every office, every employee would have heard this dialog once in a year. Our office was not the exceptional.

“So far I am quite happy with the few people who are living up to the mark, especially Udit.” Now this might be the 1^st dialog in the history of corporate world, where a boss has mentioned the name of his employee. I filled with the enthusiasm and the happiness. My eyes were gazing at my boss’s eye. I nodded and gave him a look of smugness. But this bridge of smugness was breached by a one unknown yet beautiful eyes gawking at me constantly. Surprisingly payal was grinning and was staring at me from the corner of her eyes. “Udit, don’t exchange this smile, you had the bad experience in the past and don’t let it repeat again.” but we guys merely have resistance when it comes to dealing with girls. I grinned at her back which was the 1^st indication to start a friendship.

To be continued...

weapon against terrorism

2009-11-26T04:08:00.000-08:00

Today is the 1st anniversary of catastrophic event 26/11. From the past one week, the entire news channels has started a debate on 26/11 and analyzed the government’s progress so far. Few points which have come out as conclusion from these endless discussions are: Hang Kasab, implement stringent law against perpetrators and tighten up security. But the real question is: are we safe even if we assume that the given suggestions have been implemented by the government. Is that enough to dismantle terror? Perhaps the answer is no.

Terrorists who have imposed that catastrophic event to our country were psychopaths. But do they have enough power and knowledge of India that they had just decided to attack and executed their plan without involvement of some insider? Perhaps no, without a local support terrorists don’t have a courage and cognizance to perform such a dreadful attack. Till we have traitors in our own country, we can’t be fully secure, though the stringency in law may work but the complete security would not be attainable. Along with this major problem there are some minor issues which work in favor of terrorists. The gene and physical appearance of these psychopaths is exactly similar to the common man of India; along with this the capacity of our police force is not sufficient to protect our huge population.

In today’s world, a well educated guy can be a terrorist. From previous data of attacks, it is evident that the masterminds behind these attacks were very well educated man. And these educated men doctrine uneducated and deprived men. Government must preach the doctrine of unity to fore-fend perfidiousness by its own people. But giving a lecture to one doesn’t motivate oneself to implement needful things. It is necessary that the government must preach the doctrine of unity by its action. Government must act towards the well fare of people and in the development of the nation irrespective of cast, religion and region. That’s the only way. Government can fill the heart of people with nationalism. When people see the changes around
them, they appreciate it. This idea is a holistic approach but it is a true fact that when nation progress, people of the nation progress along with the country and a progressive man has very less time to fill up his mind with the philosophy of terror.

Had we used the money what Madhu Koda and others grabbed, it would have been a different situation. Had we utilized the abundance of black money what stashed in swiss bank, the condition of our country would have been much stable. The development of the nation is an instrumental weapon against terrorism. That will abate the density of traitors. And it is easy to fight against the people who are from outside of our country rather than dealing with the traitors inside the country.

Population of our country is the major concern for the government. Since it allows terrorist to dissolve among common people. In a broader perspective, population is the root of the problems and all other perplex situations are the branches of this massive tree. Had we controlled our population, we would have probably solved this terrorist problem a long back ago.

Terrorism was in existence a long back ago, but it came to the surface when the serial bomb blast occurred and reoccurred again and again in a different state and in a different city. This was the new and dreadful method to spread terror among people. Perhaps the demolition of Babri Mosque brought this on us. Events like demolition of mosque and Gujrat riots compelled people to go against their own nation. Those horrendous incidents shouldn’t have happened. Past can’t be changed, but we always have an opportunity to flourish our future. Every individual should contribute towards the progress of our nation; that’s the only effective and long term solution we have.

Life after IIT

2009-11-05T00:39:00.000-08:00

Job Interview

“Mr. Udit Sharma, Mr. Udit Sharma…” A Man in a suit boot continuously calls this name.
“Abe dumb ass, wake up... Udit Sharma is your name, rex is your nickname, wake up” an inner voice of myself eventually wakes me up. I adjusted my tie, shirt and pant which I borrowed from my wing mates. Except undergarments, today all the items starting right from the tie to the file have been borrowed by someone. If I pull this off, then all the lenders will get credit obviously not in the monetary aspect.

I entered in the room with a gentle smile on my face. I see four panelists sitting on the other side of the table having mischievous smile on their respective faces. One of the panelists had caught my attention since she was a beautiful woman. I adjusted myself at chair and warmly showed my gratitude.
“Good morning ladies and gentlemen” I greeted.
“Good morning” all four of panelist said coherently. I wonder do they teach their employees to speak “good morning” in a coherent manner.
“Mr. Sharma, we have seen your grade card, which doesn’t impress us at all, give us one good reason to hire you” Even before I adjusted myself, the bullet has set off the barrel.
“Aaila, I am very productive.” I defended myself.
“Productive in which way” panelist asked.
“Productive in a way you are thinking”
“Mr. sharma, be specific. “
“In my entire life, I have been very productive to my school, hall and department, they all are happy to have a person like me; I can assure you that I will be very effective and instrumental in the progress of your organization.” I assured them. Though the assurance was absurd, I pulled it off.

After a little dispute and few more questions, eventually they gave a look of satisfaction which assures me I didn’t screw up.

1st day in the office, Mumbai

“Aaila, where the hell I am, After spending four years of rigorous Bhramah Charya Jeevan, this place looks like heaven to me.
I entered in the office in a same manner Akbar would have entered at his Deevane-e-Khaas.
“Wow, this place has abundant supply of chicks; rex, finally god has shown mercy to you.” I said to myself. Only Chuck Noland* can understand my feeling; what I felt after coming back to the civilization.
As soon as I entered, I scanned the whole office and made a mental note about the beautiful girls, rest non males and aunties were already off my list.
“Is this the new guy you were talking about yesterday, is he an iitian, he doesn’t look like that” a girl with curly hair give a side – glance from the corner of her eye to me while gossiping with a beautiful colleague of her.
“Well you can’t really judge a person by his look, don’t worry, let the days pass, we will see his true colors very soon” the girl with straight hair whispered. I heard their whispering, perhaps they wanted me to hear, I grinned at them and they turned away their faces.
Aaila 1st heart attack!!

*Chuck Noland: protagonist of Cast Away, critically acclaimed movie of 2000, starring Tom Hanks

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"Khanna saab wants to see you” a peon informed me while making contorted face.
When you are new in the office, you have to woo even a peon to get the best possible services peculiarly tea.
I stepped out of my cubical and went to Mr. khanna’s room. Mr. khanna is the administrative of this office.
“Welcome to our organization udit. I called you to let you aware with the rules and regulation of this office.” He said proudly. “Udit our organization is like a mammoth family, everybody is free to express himself. The only thing we expect from our employee to give 100% commitment towards their respective work and in return we ensure the growth of their respective career. I expect the same thing from you.”
“Sir, I won’t let you down, I will leave no stone unturned to earn respect for me in your eyes.” I assured which was again absurd.
“Good, it’s pleasure to see your enthusiasm. Udit fill up these forms and then you can go back to your work station.”
After filling up few forms I stepped out of his cabin. I took it as a warning to not mess with him.
On a way, I noticed three pretty girls; they were gazing at me like I am an animal who came out of zoo. They were probably rating me in a scale of 10.

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“Are you the guy from IIT” a middle aged man with a broad mustache on his face asked me while eliminating urine at toilet.
“Yes I am” I responded casually.
“Well it’s pleasure to meet you; I wanted to ask you something”
“Go ahead”
“My daughter is preparing for IIT-JEE, can you give some suggestion for her, it would be very grateful of you” he invoked. People do the conversation to avoid uncomfortable moments while eliminating simultaneously. But this was not at all a comforting question, considering the fact that we were in toilet.
I looked him again from head to toe. He was probably 5’7” with a large belly. I bet half of his body weight contains in his belly only. He has a dark complexion and scary marks on his face.
“So can you give me some suggestion” he repeated.
“Is she beautiful” Though by his look, I figured it out but question came up abruptly.
“What”
aaila, there is an old adage in IIT, 99 percent of world is full of beautiful girls and rest 1 percent is in IIT. Why does he want to increase that 1 percent?
“Nothing, send your daughter to kota” I responded and came out of toilet.
“What kind of guy is he” he whispered while I was stepping out.

To be continued……….

cloud - Ghanan Ghanan...

2009-06-22T23:20:00.000-07:00

दो शब्द

2009-03-23T03:22:00.000-07:00

प्यार करना और प्यार पाना दो अलग बातें है,
प्यार तो वो भी करते है, जो प्यार नही पाते,
जिसे प्यार मिल जाए वो खुशनसीब होते है,
और जिसे नही मिले वो खुशनसीब होने का इंतज़ार करते है ॥

मुझे याद है वो दिन,

2009-01-05T04:27:00.000-08:00

मुझे याद है वो दिन, जब मैंने उसे देखा था...
मुझे याद है वो दिन, जब मैंने उससे बातें की थी...
मुझे याद है वो दिन, जब वो मुस्कुराई थी...
मुझे याद है वो दिन, जब वो नाराज़ हुई थी...
मुझे याद है वो दिन, जब वो चली गई थी..
मुझे इंतज़ार है उस दिन का, जब में उसे फिर से देखूंगा..
[:D] [:D]

ek aas ...

2009-01-05T04:13:00.000-08:00

हर दिन सूरज के साथ एक आस इस दिल में उगती है,
की आज वो दिन है , जब वो दिखेगी
की आज वो दिन है, जब वो मिलेगी...
मैं नहीं जानता की वो कब मिलेगी..
पर ये आस सूरज के डूबने के साथ डूबती नहीं..

A new face of Terrorism

2008-12-02T00:30:00.000-08:00

The current events which are occurring in India give the one more synonyms to festival: terror attack. From the past 3-4 years, India becomes a victim of blast on several occasions. From poor to rich people, everybody seems to show his concern about this horrendous act. But if we look back at history, these terror attacks was around us since 1947 in Kashmir but people(except native people of Kashmir) wasn’t concern about these attacks because it wasn’t affecting their personal life

It is a normal tendency of human being that he won’t react to any incident unless and until he somehow, relates himself with the incident. Now after this serial blasts everybody seems to relate himself with it. And that is why; so many peace rallies can be seen after this disaster. But where were these people when a no. of innocent aam janta died in Kashmir on several occasions.

Indian government never admitted Kashmir as a disputed territory, thus it had seen a bloodshed event in valley like a normal routine of daily life. Kashmir valley terrorism has a different face; it is operated by a kashimiri mujahidin backed up by Pakistan. It is a war of land, war of people but the blasts in various locations of India are not a result of war of land, the prime motive of these attacks is inspired by a religion, now it is not anymore about Kashmir.

One Question which strikes to everybody’s head that what is the objective of terrorist?

To get the answer of this Question, we need to look back at world’s history. Mahmood Gajnavi has attacked in India for 17 times and every time he destroyed the Hindu temple, particulary the Temple of Somnath. Hitler had killed more than 6 million Jews, the most atrocious act world has ever seen. Why did they do? They did it because they believe in extremism. Extreme fundamentalists always want to get power so that they can spread their belief. Taliban is the extreme wing of Islam and the only thing that they want is to spread their belief at any cost. But are they only terrorist who threats the unity and dignity of India? You must have come across this famous dialog from shoot on sight: “All Muslims are not terrorists but all terrorist are Muslims” This dialog seems to be true, but if we look at broad sense this statement is one side of terror; it is partially true. The recent attacks in christen at the different regions of India give enough proof of Hindu extreme fundamentalist. Aren’t they terrorists? Extremism is irrespective of religion. But Lets stick to focus on only Muslim terrorists. 9/11 attack on US, 7/7 attack on London, the recent bomb blasts and terror attack on Mumbai are elusive evidence of a new face of terrorism which is not confined to line of control. The new breeds of fundamentalist are raising their heads who believe in extremism and to serve their purpose they can go beyond any limits

Now the very next question arises that are we able to stop them?

Yes, we can. Blasts in various locations happened because they get support from few local perpetrators. Somehow, if Indian government make people to be loyal then this problem can be solve up to some extent, but expecting this from Indian government is like throwing stones in sea. Neither the sea will fill up by stones nor the stock of stones will end. The other way to tackle this problem is to ensure the proper safety measure. But saying this can’t measure the gravity of action. To implement the safety measures, it requires the transformation of the government. One can’t expect it to happen overnight, government needs to implement more stringent law and order.

I remember the lines from Wednesday; nashuriddhin shah introduced himself as a stupid common man. We all are stupid common men who are watching the live action movie where one day we can be the part of it. Either as a victim of attack or raising our voice against them.