Tuesday, December 02, 2008

Are we helpless...

We are fighting an enemy who has no face. The enemy is hidden in the dark making his preparations and striking at the innocents while using them as shields, calling it “Jehad” or a holy war. It is stunning to know that the people who have caused this mayhem are youngsters just out of their teens. It is clearly evident that this is an age where passion and rage surpass reason and these propagators have been trained to be so throughout their teenage. The roots are definitely from the madarsas where kids are trained to fight in the name of holywar and are brainwashed to do so. Who else would believe in glory after death and go on a slaughter, killing innocents & breadwinners of numerous households.

After the 11/26 attacks the entire nation has been a victim of terrorism. Though you may not have faced the terrorists, the media coverage of this entire episode was so comprehensive that even a newly born baby could have exhibited streaks of fear. The attacks did cause a mental stir in a young nation that has begun to believe in dreams and potential. That is what even the terrorists wanted to achieve. By repeatedly targeting urban India, the very signs of progress made by this country they are arresting the common man’s fondness towards dreaming big. The recent attacks in Mumbai have stood as a testimonial to this fact. The attacks were so properly organized and orchestrated that around 4000 security personnel of the highest levels took 3 complete days to flush the terrorists. While the security personnel were definitely the heroes who have eliminated the propagators of one of the longest remembered terror episode in India, we should not forget the fact that most of the hostages were killed.

As Mr. Ratan Tata said, the problem is that we don’t learn from the past. Blame the population or the different sects of population which make it difficult for us to identify the thugs; it is a fact that we have been least prepared for such kind of attacks in spite of some reasonable hints given to us by Intelligence agencies. Whether it is attitude or apathy, one fact clearly comes out of this episode - we have got used to this kind of violence. We have begun to forget, forgo and forgive (may sound harsh) whatever is happening. That definitely seems to be the stance of the current UPA government. They are trying hard to salvage their image by showing some last minute aggression which would definitely subside with people’s memory but a pitiable fact is that the government is doing the least on preventing such kind of attacks. The home-grown intelligence agencies have failed miserably in most of the previous occasions and this is a serious threat. It’s high time we concentrated on what can be done before another such glorious attack takes place weakening the strong hearts of this youthful country. It’s no use to scare Pakistan in the name of war. They are convinced that india would not want to attack a nation that is controlled by religious mavericks and power-hungry politicians. If India is not able to launch a direct offensive due to the nuke fear, cant India pull off a proxy like it did to some extent in Afghanistan.

A convincing solution would be to strengthen our security and intelligence while increasing the vigil in the cities. It’s high time the politics in India detaches itself from ostentatious secularism and allows the security forces in rationally carrying their duties in sensitive areas which are doubted to be the breeding places. The Mumbai attack did leave a haunting effect and cause a feeling of insecurity in the growing segments of the country. The confidence levels sagged looking at the helplessness of our mighty army in flushing out a handful or terrorists. This could have happened to any of us shopping at a local mall, or dining at a nice restaurant, or in a movie multiplex or a Delhi metro station. It may sound a cliché but we have to be empowered by our intelligence and vigilance… A common man can’t think beyond this and is equally helpless in solving this problem.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

What we wear is what we are...

Today morning I was discussing with one of my colleagues over the kind of clothes one is allowed to wear in our offices. In most of the offices we are asked to wear formals but thanks to the IT industry, at least one day in the week we are allowed to wear smart casuals. So when I was discussing this, I asked my friend what people wear to their offices in the US. He told me that the office dressing culture in the US is not so stringent and over there employees are generally seen in casuals unless there is a serious engagement, It’s only in the financial and banking sectors where people are always seen in the formals. I felt good about it since wearing a casual to the office is much simpler and agreeable and started complaining him about the stringent rules we Indians unnecessarily impose onto ourselves. He told me then that in the US most of the companies have a separate sales office and their sales professionals are always dressed in the formals since they keep engaging with their clients through out the day. He added that in India most of the companies do not have such system and that is why when a client walks in to their office they want to show them a pious environment. Like he said it is the Indian companies that are in search of business today and they want to prove their seriousness and commitment to their prospective customers, so wearing a casual to the work place might not be a right indicator.

My friend’s statement came as an eye opener to me not because it was a shocking discovery but looking at the thought process that goes behind your dressing in the office. Even in the IT industry when the customer is visiting the offices the employees are asked to be dressed in formals. When you go to any ICICI bank, you find all their employees wearing a similar shirt and sporting a similar tie. They are interacting with their customers daily and that too with a large number, so it becomes an essential obligation to differentiate themselves in the crowd. Even in a well established restaurant you see the bearers & butlers wearing a uniform to make their customer’s life easy. On the contrary we do not see a customer regularly & directly interacting with the employees of an IT industry thus making life casual for their employees.

While thinking about this, I was reminded of an interesting observation. The East had been a conservative and value driven society while the west believed in freedom and advances we made. That is why when you go to many of the Eastern (Japanese and Korean) companies you find the employees wearing a uniform. These companies do not have cabins either and they encourage all their employees in sharing a similar workplace. This strengthens their philosophy of mutual respect, equality & eliminating socio-economic differences. It is possible to compare this kind of thinking to the communist way. In the west people believed in freedom & expression, a characteristic of Capitalistic trait and that, thought not solely, explains to an extent the philosophy behind their dressing. The Cabin culture of course has taken its birth in the west which symbolizes the personal space demanded by an employee over there.

At the end of the day it is all an invisible culture and tradition that goes behind our form and our actions, a terrific influence that we commonly ignore.

Thursday, May 29, 2008 Ravi Shanker

The MMTS train of Hyderabad

Ping Pong …….

Ping Pong………

Ping Pong...Ping Pong… Ping Pong (Now getting more frequent).

Aah that’s my door bell making such a cacophonic noise and finally succeeding in waking me up.

I open the door with half closed eyes to find my maid giving me a “Will you ever improve” look while picking the Newspaper and the milk packet that were lying abandoned at my doorstep for the past couple of hours.

It’s hardly 7:40 AM in the morning and I can already feel the surroundings around me heating up at a rate unmatched by the cooling effect of my air cooler. I lazily get up from my bed just to see that Shashank has already called me twice. Ohh my godddd not again it’s yet another typical day that has dawned upon me.

As usual, late and lazy, I call up Shashank at 8:00 Am to find out what he is up to and to my despair I discover that he is already rearing to go to the office.

“Meet me at Jubilee by 8:30” says Shashank and clicks his phone.

Shashank is a devil especially in the mornings, he has his family to take care of his hunger and discipline but how can he expect a similar performance from me. I unwillingly pick the toothbrush and start brushing my teeth. By the time I am done with it it’s already 8:10. I know that it’s impossible for me to catch Shashank at 8:30 in Jubilee and I do not want to hear his husky voice whining at me in the mornings so I safely drop him a message saying “It will be 8:45”. Two minutes later a deadly noise erupts in the chamber of silence. It’s Shashank calling me on my mobile.

I pick up the call to only hear the loud display of anger and being defenseless I request him to carry on. That’s it, the storm has been silenced. Now am on my own taking every bit of time to cajole my lazy soul and doing things only when I feel like with no remorse at all towards being late to the office.

Its 10:30 now and I have learnt that there is a local train at 10:53 that can take me to office by 11:20. Driving a bike in this extreme summer especially in Hyderabad’s traffic is not easy that too if it’s a 27 km ride. All these days I used to travel by car but believe me driving such a long distance in messy traffic conditions is no joke either. You will end up being for more than an hour and a half in your car. The only comfort is that you can have your AC switched on and enjoy the glances of those suffering bikers who look at you as if you are a monarch. But other than that there is no fun in driving for so long unless you are a passionate driver.

I unanimously decide to board the Local train and rush to the Arts college station. Within 15 minutes I have successfully managed to buy the ticket and am standing under a shade waiting for the train to arrive. Within minutes the train pulls onto the platform puffing a dust storm marking its arrival which blocks my view and fails me in catching sight of those precious unoccupied coaches in the front. I immediately board the train and push myself towards a bunch of seats which show the promise to be vacated.

Come Secunderabad you have half of the train emptied due to which I comfortably manage to get a seat and this is when I begin enjoying every event happening in and out of the train. 5 minutes over and the train departs from Secunderabad to begin what I call as a majestic journey to my office.

Within no time the train picked a lot of speed passing through a cluster of one storied and two storied buildings on both sides most of which painted in yellow and green color. There are a lot of cables entangled between these buildings used for multiple purposes with the most significant purpose being for drying the washed clothes. These cables resemble a huge spider web that would have taken some 200 years in being laid. These homes have used the railways tracks as a perfect dump yard for all the litter and waste material they accumulate. The train begins to slow now and a road passing under the bridge, on which my train stands, indicates the arrival of James Street.

From James Street you are in for a small time visual treat. On one side you have the typical deccan topography comprising of green and brown pastures of land and on the other side it gets more and more scenic with the arrival of Necklace road and the visually splendid Hussain sagar lake. It’s a combination of HUDA’s manmade beauty with the road and the pavements and natural beauty of Hussain Sagar with the Buddha statue in the center epitomizing the tranquility in Hyderabad and of course who can ignore the foul smell. The parks eat outs and the entertainment hubs around the lake symbolize the rising Indian middle class that is more rhetoric, outgoing and demanding. Just when you are being deeply mesmerized by the panorama the train takes a hostile diversion bypassing the Necklace road station.

Soon, you are greeted by a never ending noise of vehicles that are honking and trying to create a beeline for themselves on a bridge that surges over our train signaling the arrival of Begumpet, a perfect business place that houses Software enterprises, famous shopping centers, jewelers and auto giants; perhaps the busiest place in Hyderabad. You can also see a multitude of giant hoardings standing over you in their bid to attract the average consumer.

After passing begumpet the density of population gets lesser, I can see a lot more space around the railway tracks and I find very few houses around it at least on one side. Just by the time I start wondering what could be coming this way we are already at the Nature cure hospital station. I can slowly feel the air getting warmer and the land getting browner with the occupancy decreasing as we get along. Soon I can witness the arrival of rocks and rock filled golden colored hillocks in the landscape; Borabanda has arrived.

As the train marches from Borabanda a large commotion of neatly dressed, well behaved and reticent youngsters get up reminding me that Hitech city is the next station. Fresh from the college, energetic crowd in their twenties and thirties holding a newspaper in one hand while deeply lost in the music of the new shuffle they just bought represent the glittering workforce that Hyderabad fell in love for the past one decade. As the train decelerates I can see the Cyber towers building, the emblem of Hitech city, and soon a number of concrete structures representing the innovation in the field of architecture, standing tall amidst the rocky hills and arid landscape welcoming us to the Hitech city.

As I get down at the Hitech city a thought passes through me. The last 30 minutes that I spent in the travel is not just my travel to the office. It has been a travel through time, scenarios and peoples expectations. Within half an hour I saw a time period of 30 years and that is why I call it unique… of course am late to the office as well.


Tuesday, April 22, 2008

The World of Love, Infatuation, Feelings etc

“Don’t tell me that height is the only factor which creates so much difference”

“Why are you guys always behind beautiful girls only”

“I know that she is a bit selfish but I believe I can change her”

“Why does she sport a smile while speaking to me?”

“He always looks at you before he goes to his seat”

Such a regular collegian gossip which we find in our emptied classrooms, coffee shops, Canteens, parks and famous hangout places etc when a guy disagrees with the criterion adopted by a girl and tends to argue or when a girl expresses her surprise at the way boys think. Visit any of these places and you are bound to discover the basic fundamentals of dependence, respect and care flowing in the air. These fundamentals have been evolving since ages but they have been subjected to such a constant change that we better say they are revolving.

So what really is the criterion for a guy to choose a girl or for a girl to choose a guy?

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Some Typical Responses (GIRLS)

What features do you look for in guys?

Beauty matters only a little what actually matters is compatibility and trust. I expect him to give me enough space to breathe, respect my feelings and be honest to me.

Suitable Products: Wagon R (Average looks, enough space and Solid Performance)

What physical and social features do you insist on?

Height above 5’6 and with a cool attitude.

Suitable Products: Samsung Refrigerators (Big ones), 5 way Cooling Guaranteed

Turn offs?

Philanderers and Hypocrites

Suitable Products: Lie Detectors, Metal Detectors J

Your views on Laila and Majnu?

Ohh they were such a great lovers. You really want to have someone who loves you so much.

Suitable Story: Karan Johar’s Dostana (Yet to be released, It stars two men unfortunately)

Love Marriage or Arranged? (Now there are multiple responses here)

Ø My house hold is very strict about this; my parents are my best judges.

Ø Love marriage ofcourse, No doubts at all.

Ø I don’t know

Suitable Product: Videocon (What ever role life offers play it cool)

Some Typical Responses (Guys)

What features do you look for in girls?

Well beauty of course matters but I also expect integrity. She should be honest to me and respect my parents. She should be very flexible and understand my feelings.

Suitable Products: Plaster of Parris

What physical and social features do you insist on?

Good Features, Nice Structure, Beautiful & very gentle.

Suitable Products: Nokia N series.

Turn offs?

Shorttemper, Lack of flexibility

Suitable Products: Bigbabool, Boomer

Your views on Laila and Majnu?

Theirs was a genuine love story. Can you imagine any other?

Suitable Story: Murder (Really Genuine)

Love Marriage or Arranged? (Now there are multiple responses here)

Ø Love Marriage

Ø Arranged Marriage, go for the dowry

Suitable Product: Vodafone (A dog’s never ending care story) or Virgin mobile (Get paid for incoming)

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That’s the story friends. At the end of the day a fair truth is that all of us look for the best deal in the market. So when it comes to choosing boy friends or girl friends we are no different. I wont apply this to all of us but yes I would do it to most of us.

To be continued…

JPRS

21st April 2008