Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Colored Shakespeare!



Australia, has stunned the world with their assault on students of colored origin. One lad battling for his life for a crime he has not committed. Simply being of Indian origin, colored and paying his own fees to study in Australia. The world condemns racism and should look into this matter seriously. I was wondering if the same thing would have happened to an Australian in India, the Australian media would have got into a frenzy and banned all sports team to start off with by canceling events in India. Secondly, the political authority would put up a mask and say "The world should take notice of this..." So let me ask a question through this to the Aussie PM - Hey Prime Minister, when you do you plan to clean your own house of filth?

What is wrong being born an Indian, African,Iranian, Iraqi, Egyptian and the list of color can go on.. Color is beautiful, color is life hence, I can't resist but put up this poem by the Colored Shakespeare -
Dear white fella,
Couple things you should know:

When I was born, I black
When I grow up, I black,
When I go in sun, I black
When I cold, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black,
And when I die, I still black.

You, white fella,
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you grey.


And you have the nerve to call me colored?

I pray for the lad who is a child of a grieved parent that he comes out of his mess and returns home. And may the parents of the lads bring justice by surrendering their own children to the police who did this and set an example. Maybe then my view point towards the Australian's will change.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Health is Wealth & Wealth is not Health!




Last year sometime in early March the Fitness bug bit into me. While I was strolling along Mega Mall, Jogeshwari (West), near Oshiwara, I saw a very familiar sign post Fitness First. Probably, the last time I saw it was in 2005 in London where I used to workout in this very same gym Fitness First.

I tug my wife along and we enrolled into the gym as the first 200 members who are in the premium category. With a monthly fee of nearly 4k I hit the gym hard. So impressed was I that I decided to get my mates along and even family to join the gym. Now while joining the gym I did sign a contract for 18 months. The contract was not on a stamp paper and hence I decided to go ahead with it.

Now almost a year later, for the last 6 months owing to work pressure and recession forcing me to provide 4 times my output to ensure I get paid took its toll on my Health. No gyming or at least the first 3 months was special appearances in the gym. So I spoke to the manager requesting him to convert my remaining months to personal training so I could finish the 18months in under two months by paying the remaining fee. A 'Win -Win' situation. He refused and decided to tell me freeze your membership (Which meant don't pay me the fee just pay INR 250 and start paying when you hit back and also see if you can actually make it). Very impressed I was and gave it a shot and the 3 months I did my fab appearances once every week.

6 months gone and no more even "Rare Appearances" I decided to end the membership. I stop payment my cheques and mailed a letter saying "Hello , I am canceling my membership for the XYZ reasons"

Viola! I start getting calls telling me no you can't and the only way you can do is either saying your unfit or by saying you are relocating. For both which you need to provide a letter from your doctor or company.

Also, you need to owe the gym 4months fee if you want to quit! Now hang on a second, all of a sudden Health is not Wealth to me and Wealth definitely is not Health to me.

After a telephonic argument with the gym admin, I was forced to say your tiny contract would be thrown out of a court of law if taken as it is not valid, it is one sided and above all "I AM A CONSUMER".

So there stands, my battle with my gym. Having said this I am re-thinking if I just buy equipment and workout at home or do the good old morning walk.

Thursday, May 21, 2009

Renting a House or Visa to the U.S.!


For the last month or so, my family has been house hunting in the suburbs of Mumbai. After harassing the real estate agent for showing over 20+ houses in the same way as a lady would harass a garment sales man by making him pull down material, we finally found our dream rental house. A 25 storied building, bang in the middle of plush Lokhandwala Complex, Andher (West), basement car part, 7th floor and a view which is of not much use unless it is facing the beach or hills. The name "Blue Mountain". Yes!we are ready to move.

The procedure starts of with the real estate agent taking his vengeance on us for making him slog his ass out in the heat. He negotiates hard for the rent and agrees finally for a price. One down brokerage to go! Negotiates hard on the same and agrees for one month brokerage. Now the bio data. My father who is now around his 60+ is asked to create a bio-data along with photos of himself, his wife, his son, his daughter - in - law attached. (Was wondering what about thumb prints, retina test, DnA)

Then the society decides to check all documents ( Here we are taking deep breaths) Oh NO!!! The fools in the Income Tax had wrongly printed my fathers year of birth. Forms sent back, and a copy of the passport is sent. Once again hushed silence for a day, Hang on says a society member what if this passport is forged??? (Yes! What if we are AL-Qaeda, Lashkar, even better LTTE as we are southern Indians) for god's sake that is an Indian document with valid visa's in it !! No so poor dad gets his 1950's or so SSC marksheet which has the same year in his DOB! Ok so confirmed we are ordinary folks.

Now the interview we are supposed to meet the syndicate or mafia called Society committee and be in our best so they can say yes you can join us. There on time and society goons say "Sorry no time for you today, we are sorting our issues". A week goes by once again interview time, on time again and the result is - "Sorry two goons are on leave"!

A month is almost over with this act and I am sure I would have got a 10 year multiple entry visa to the U.S.

So my idea is Folks apply for U.S. visa life is better there ! I hope this Sunday I finally get my visa to the flat :D

Monday, May 18, 2009

Bangalore Airport - UDF (User Development Fee)


Recently, I had been to Bangalore Airport and was charged a UDF or User Development Fee. An amount of 260 Indian Rupees is charged to the poor traveler who is then allowed to enter the airport by producing a receipt. This is stamped and Viola! Your in the airport. Couple of things annoyed me. One, I was late owing to the traffic in outer ring road. Two it rained and the power was switched off in the city making it even worse in many ways for my cab driver to navigate through the roads. Three I have to stand in a "Q" pay the UDF get a receipt and then get it stamped at the entrance and then move in. All the while at the back of my head I had the fear of missing my not so low cost airline!

Once I was in and got myself checked in, I decided to make a visit to the washrooms. The once before the security check areas were under "Cleaning in Processes" and once I passed security check, I rushed to the nearest one next to the food stalls.I was stunned to find all the Urinals were flooded with Urine and they were in a bad state. Some were broken and others had cracks in them.

So hmmm... where is my UDF going was my next thought?

So here goes a simple math about the not so anymore economical cheap airfare and the new swanky airports -

Base Fare - INR 425
Taxes & Fees - INR 3,178
Add UDF - INR 260
Equals - INR 3,863

Now top this all with the airport food stalls charging INR 110 for a Dosa!!! WOW!! It is all about MONEY HONEY!!

Friday, April 17, 2009

Mumbai Meri Jaan


The heat in Mumbai is something that people are speaking about. I was in office and my staff was complaining about the miserable Mumbai heat. During a call with one of our official business partner based out of Bangalore or should I say politically correct Bengaluru telling me "I heard the heat is bad in Mumbai this time!"

I was thinking to myself, it is Election time, IPL time and yet people are speaking about the heat in Mumbai? Putting this thought at the back of my head, I started my day with some heated debate with a so called partner claiming to be a CMM level 5 organisation and yet forgetting the basics.

Walking out of my airconditioned cabin to the balcony outside our office, I got a taste of the Mumbai heat again. The balcony overlooks the Western Express Highway and I was watching the traffic pile up on the road owing to a traffic signal failure. I was watching the Telephone cable guys heaving and shouting as they were pulling a heavy telephone cable which was moving purely under the brute strength of these sweaty men working for daily wages. The cable hardly moved a few inches when they put it down and rested but to begin again.

As I was watching this wondering why they could'nt use an automatic cable layer or any other mechanical device available overseas. Why would'nt they think about the possible injuries they could come under? With all these thoughts in my head I was woken up with a rude sound and saw an convey of vehicles and many a people conducting a politcal rally for BJP.
The candidate waving out from the jeep bearing the Mumbai heat which by now was making me sweat liters of water, waving and smiling all the while. I was thinking to myself at least during elections the so called neta's actually feel the heat that a common man feels and yet hopes for a change in his life to be made by them. I saw the neta sweat and drink water and clearly upset with the traffic jam and the cable laying activites. I smiled to myself and thought "for once the Mumbai heat is doing its job well, roasting a neta who will forget all his promises once elected"

With this thought, I walked back into my office and enjoyed the airconditioned cabin, and I could hear the workers heaving and shouting as they pulled the heavy cable once again.

I hope for once the Mumbai heat will burn some sense into our leaders and at least make one neta sweat and faint with dehydration. Hoping to bring sense into him for the common man.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Modern Day Mercenary


For a long-time since my childhood, I was fascinated by Mercenaries. Soldiers of fortune, fought wars for money. Soldiers who were ruthless, efficient and never loyal are what history speaks about them.

The ancient warriors used to have mercenaries in their ranks that would come from far of lands such as - Greece, Crete, and Rome etc. for a large packet of gold, some for the thrill of being in a large campaign later to be added to their portfolio.

Like every child who used to travel into his/her world of fantasy, I wanted to be a mercenary and fight battles and crusades and bath in heroic glory. Guess even a crusader as they looked cool. Across the era, mercenaries have come in some form or other and today we have the modern day soldiers of fortune that fight civil wars and are actually well organised.

He flies in his black hawk, uses state of the art weaponry, well built strong and stealth is what he uses to his advantage. Associated with lack of loyalty, works for money and high stakes and some for large syndicates.

The thought of being this exciting individual never left my head and even today I think about it when I watch movies or read about them.

Couple of days back, my day kick started with a serious of events that was all involved in the arena of trouble shooting at work. Clients having issues in projects, your boss cross checking on you, you’re supposed to be best friend your ERP system being an absolute idiot by not helping you churn out the reports was all getting into my nerves.

I actually decided to release some stress and browse the Internet, while doing so I came across some articles on the Soldiers of Fortune. This made me ponder do I retire from my current profile as Deputy Sales - Head and join the French Legion? As I stared at my laptop screen, the ERP screen, the IM flashing, email prompts flashing and as it slowly switched into a standby mode, I saw a glimpse of the Modern Day Mercenary reflecting off the screen.

The reflection showed me the Mercenary looking much different from the soldiers of fortune, no black hawks to fly him around, no war paint, but yet as ruthless as they are and focused. A hard negotiator, latest technology at his disposal, able to connect to his colleagues while he is on the move, traversing various topographies, heat, snow, rain never makes him stop. Armed with information at the tip of his fingers, his loyalties with high stake holders, who could provide him the money and the target.

Failure was something that would tarnish his image rapidly in this chosen profession. Deception his lethal weapon. He comes across as a gentleman, calm, tanned and professional in his area of work. The young of this field learn it the hard way were a failure only means doom!

Looking around my desk and with a smile on my face, I realised in some manners I was indeed a mercenary, hired by a large syndicate, to win battles of sales, ruthlessly eliminate my opponents and paid for the job well done.

The Modern Day Mercenary as per my friends is the SALES MAN/Woman of today. A man/woman, who would come across your daily life as a friend, family member etc. armed with technology and information, works for the syndicate that pays him/her, travels around in search of newer and more challenging crusades.


Look around, you might see one sitting near you and he/she may look as any other person in your daily life - The Modern Day Mercenary.


Saturday, April 14, 2007

Mount Temple School to U2 - Part 1


I found this intresting story about the Legendery band U2 while I was surfing on the web looking for information about them. The story of how they begun in Dublin forming a band in Mount Temple School to all the way becoming U2 the greatest rock acts of all times ... the story goes like this..

The story of U2 began at Mount Temple School in north-east Dublin in the autumn of 1976. Larry Mullen advertised on the school notice board asking if anyone wanted to join a band. Those who responded, with varying degrees of enthusiasm, included Paul Hewson, Dave Evans and his brother Dick, and Adam Clayton. These five agreed to start up a band, calling themselves Feedback. Larry himself was a competent drummer and Adam had a bass guitar, but the other roles were not yet settled.The band was allowed to rehearse in a classroom at Mount Temple, although their initial efforts were fairly haphazard, and with no recognized vocalist. Paul Hewson did not see himself as a singer, but he was a natural actor and his vocals were better than his guitar playing, so he became the "front man" for the band. Paul Hewson belonged to a "clan" of local teenagers who called themselves Lypton Village. They all invented nicknames for each other. Paul adopted the name Bono Vox, usually shortened to Bono. Dave Evans, although not a member of the "Village", was called The Edge, a reference to the shape of his chin and his guitar playing style.Feedback had their first public performance at a talent contest organized at Mount Temple School. Although they didn't win the contest, they were the most popular act with their school friends, and the experience gave them the confidence to continue. Shortly afterwards the band changed their name to Hype for their second gig at St. Fintan's Hall.Adam Clayton had taken on the role of manager, and succeeded in arranging a number of gigs in local pubs and clubs. The band had added some more songs to their repertoire, including some Rolling Stones numbers, but they were all cover versions, and they had little to set them apart from any other pub band. But at least the line-up was beginning to take shape.That shape did not include Dick Evans, who dropped out in early 1978 (according to some reports there was a farewell concert). Shortly afterwards Dick joined Gavin Friday and other members of the Lypton Village crowd in another musical venture, The Virgin Prunes.It became clear to the band that they would have to find some new material. Bono in particular wanted to write his own songs. Their first original song, Street Mission, was not impressive but at least it was a start. Adam was now spending most of his time trying to organize gigs for Hype, and as a result he was asked to leave Mount Temple School. He continued his efforts to get the band noticed, but not always with much success, although Hype had appeared at McGonagles, a major Dublin rock venue.Adam pestered anyone in the music business that he though might be able to help. His targets included DJs, the music press, and other bands such as the Boomtown Rats. One of the people Adam talked to was Steve Averill (aka Steve Rapid of the Radiators) who also worked for an advertising agency. Out of this conversation came the conclusion that the band could and should find a better name. A few days later, Steve came up with an idea which he suggested to Adam - U2.Adam liked the name, but the rest of the band was initially doubtful. According to legend, the band played the first half of their next set as Hype, and the second half as U2, then asked the audience which name they preferred. Adam had entered the band as Hype in a major talent contest organized by the Evening Press and Harp Lager, and he lost no time in changing their name on the entry form to U2.The contest was held in Limerick in March 1978. As well as a ?500 prize, the winners would get an opportunity to spend a day in a recording studio to cut a demo disc for CBS Ireland. U2 duly won the contest, and a few weeks later had the promised session at the Keystone Studios in Dublin. The demo was adequate but not particularly impressive. Although CBS Ireland offered them a recording deal which was typical for new bands, the band felt uncertain and in need of advice.They spoke to Bill Graham of Hot Press, then Ireland's only major music paper. It was clear that they needed a manager who could handle the business side. Bill Graham knew Paul McGuinness, who had managed an Irish folk band, and suggested that they should meet. Paul was not enthusiastic at first, thinking from Bill's description that U2 were a punk band, but when he attended a gig at the Project Arts Centre in Dublin he not only liked what he heard, but he also saw the band's potential for the future. So he quickly reached an agreement with the band that ensured that U2 now had a proper manager.Paul McGuinness arranged another demo session, again at Keystone Studios. Paul got Barry Devlin of Horslips to produce the demo, comprising three songs: Street Mission, The Fool, and Shadows and Tall Trees. The recording session went well, and both Paul and the band were happy with the results, but Paul found it hard to persuade the London record companies that U2's demo was any different from the dozens that they received every week. U2 continued to play gigs in Ireland, including the now legendary Dandelion Market afternoon concerts in a disused car park in Dublin.Although the band got good reviews, especially in Hot Press, a record deal was slow in coming. Jackie Hayden of CBS Ireland still wanted to do something with the band, but could not interest CBS UK. So an agreement was reached whereby U2 would record for CBS in Ireland, but would be free to seek a deal elsewhere for sales in the rest of the world. So another session with CBS produced their first record, a three-track single called U2-3. A thousand copies of the single were pressed and they quickly sold out. U2 also recorded a concert for Irish TV. The band had achieved their first success, albeit only in Ireland.Despite the continuing efforts of Paul McGuinness, the UK record industry still showed no interest in the emerging band. So Paul arranged a series of gigs in London. The band had struggled to finance the tour and The Edge was struggling with an injured hand, but the gigs were well received by the fans and the critics. More important, they had at last attracted some record company interest, notably from Gem and Island. But no firm offers were yet forthcoming.

In January 1980 U2 won five categories in the Hot Press readers' poll. But without a record deal they could not afford further overseas tours. So Paul McGuinness arranged an Irish tour that ended in the National Boxing Stadium in Dublin, and a new single, Another Day, was planned for released by CBS Ireland. Meanwhile, Island Records were debating whether or not U2 were worth backing. One of the first to be convinced was Bill Stewart, and he and other Island executives attended gigs in Belfast and Dublin to take a further look at the band. They all came away impressed with what they saw, so Bill Stewart agreed a deal for four albums, with finance up-front to cover recording and touring costs.

U2's first recording for Island was the single 11 O?clock Tick-Tock, produced by Martin Hannett, noted for his work with Joy Division. The single was released in May 1980, and attracted rave reviews but disappointing sales. Neither did the relationship with Hannett take off, partly because the producer was affected by the suicide of Ian Curtis. So Island asked Steve Lillywhite to produce U2's next single, A Day Without Me, intending that he should also produce their debut album if things worked out.

The single made little impact outside Ireland, but U2 and Steve Lillywhite struck up a rapport which was to last through three albums and beyond. A tour of Britain and Europe followed to promote the single and to prime the market for the forthcoming album. Steve Lillywhite came to Dublin to record the album at Windmill Lane Studio, Dublin. The Boy featured on the album cover is Peter Rowen, the younger brother of two of Bono's Lypton Village friends.

Although the UK sales of U2's singles were disappointing, the tour was reasonably successful, and when the album came out the record buying public at last took some notice. The opening track, I Will Follow, would force anyone to sit up and take notice! The critical reaction to Boy was particularly enthusiastic, hailing it as one of the best debut albums of all time.
U2 followed up the album with more concerts in the UK, but Paul McGuinness already had his eyes on the American market. He persuaded promoter Frank Barsalona to arrange a short introductory tour at the end of 1980. The success of this in turn persuaded Warner Brothers to release the album in the US, so a longer tour was arranged for the spring to promote it.

1981 started with another tour of the UK, ending with a sell-out concert at the Lyceum Ballroom in London in February. U2 had acquired a reputation as a stunning live act. This was not just down to their music, but to the way it was presented by sound engineer Joe O'Herlihy and to Bono's dramatic stage presence.