Monday, December 31, 2007

Woolmer, Benazir, … who’s next?


As in the case of Pakistan cricket coach Bob Woolmer, the assassination of opposition party leader Benazir is the source of fiesta for news channels these days. I won’t be surprised if this investigation also don’t reach anywhere like in the case of the “murder” of woolmer.
The explanation being given by the Pakistan government has been pathetically silly and is changing as the Bangalore climate. It may well be done by the Terrorist group, even though they deny it fearing the public support, or can be done by other parties or by the General himself. What ever be the case, the chances of truth being revealed is slim and Pakistan will continue to be the safe haven for anti-social, anti-human activists.

They started infiltrating India soon after we got independence when Kashmir was not part of India and was ruled by a King. When he realized the danger, he asked the help of India and in return joined Kashmir with Indian Territory. The debate is still on and it’s a pity people die in thousands every year because of somebody’s personal interest on Kashmir.

Let us hope 2008 will bring less bloodshed and people realize the value of human life and learn to respect other’s feelings and emotions. Let 2008 be a prosperous, peaceful year when nations unite for a common cause for the betterment of the world we live in. Let’s stop waiting and do something before its too late.

Wishing all my friends a happy new year!

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Thomson Dayout!

So finally as the holiday season is fast approaching, our Thomson management decided to give the employees their due fun and entertainment. So they booked a cozy resort on the outskirts of Bangalore and even arranged a live concert by the Indian Idols

Last Saturday 15th December, we the 1000+ employees of Thomson went to Golden Palm resort to have fun, fun and fun only... and it was indeed a great fun. We had a "Pancha vadyam" welcoming us and setting the mood right, followed by performances by our colleagues and proffesional dance groups.

After the performances and price distribution it was time for some drinks and the bottles kept coming as we went first dizy and crazy - thanks to Foster Beer. :) Then we decided to go to the pool to try some water sport and some cold water indeed helped us to regain our conciouseness :)

Then we joined our Beloved Indian Idols... for a rocking session and boy it was pure pun unlimitted... we danced till our legs couldn't take anymore. Finally we boarded our buses back to office and from there home... for a tiring but eventful day's sleep ....

Here goes the snaps for them....













Thursday, November 29, 2007

TN – a state? / Country? / World?

Finally our old good politician on his last few years on this miserable earth has got what he deserved. The Malaysian minister has asked him to “lay off” – a polite term for “Shut up and mind your business”! It has not been easy going for my fellow Tamil countrymen for the last few years or so as their government somehow with an uncanny nack, manages to lock their horns against their neighboring states, often giving the impression that they are looking for a separate country inside India or for a broader perspective – a separate world of their own. TN government has often dared to invade my state Kerala and host their flag in there and the latest turmoil is about the Mullapperiyar dam which is inside Kerala border and is given for lease. This is a dam which was build about a century before by the British people (if we had built it, it would’ve been down by now) and has crossed its service duration long back. It causes a constant threat to not less than few million lives in Kerala and TN somehow wanted to store more water in it which, is as good as letting off the safety pin of a grenade. Final word is that Kerala govt is going to build a new Dam adjacent to it… way to go comrades! It was not different in the case of Cauvery dispute as they fought with Karnataka government. The old man even wrote a poem on the killing of an LTTE militia leader forgetting that it was one of them who had killed the Indian prime minister Rajeev Gandhi. Scores of innocent people die in Srilanka every day due to this ethnic battle. After this it was his remarks on Lord Ram whom many Indians worship which irked a nation wide protest. Now, after all these he has poked his cute little nose in affairs of a different country itself – all for his fellow “Tamilians” I repeat – read it as Tamilians; not Indians. I really believe all these ethnic support drama is nothing but to cover up the internal issues in Tamilnadu itself. Ethnic issues are very sensitive and being an old fox, no one knows better than him on how to use it on ones advantage. Classic example of the level of degradation happening to Indian politics. At times I just wonder – did we do a mistake of adding TN to our country India post independence?

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Drivers of UFO’s


I was given an ultimatum by both ma dad and mom that I have to be there last weekend, which made me run for bus tickets on a lazy Saturday morningJ. After going through few agencies, I finally managed to get a ticket on a sleeper bus to my native. For those people who are new to the concept of sleeper bus, it’s the same luxury bus you see in the street, modified to have bed like structures inside where you can lay down while traveling.

Since the trip was short and without ma wife and kiddo, I didn’t have to carry much of a luggage except for one additional pair or clothes and ma laptop. I reached with much enthusiasm at the bust stop anticipating a nice, relaxed trip watching some nice movies on my laptop as sleepers don’t have TV sets. I took about an hour delay before the bus finally arrived and I somehow managed to pull up my sore fat body up to the top tier.

I finished watching two movies before it finally stopped for a late dinner. Now my doubt was to whether leave the laptop in the bus itself while out for dinner or carry it along with me… a grim reality of me paying rupees $2500 to my company as compensation if I miss the laptop just woke my consciousness up and I decided to carry it with me… what a mess. J

Guess it was another driver who took the bus after dinner, it seemed as if he is a bit of a hurry as the bus just rocketed on Tamilnadu highway though not without some funny incidents… as I was in the window side, I could see a guy on a moped chasing our bus, visibly furious on something our driver did. He was shouting and even tried blocking our bus with his toy like bike, but pulled off at the last moment realizing, survival is important that heroism J I couldn’t stop but laughing looking at his pale face when he almost got ran over by our driver...

Two days went like seconds and next thing I remember was me packing back. I copied the movies I should be watching on my way back and boarded the bus in a hot and humid Sunday afternoon after saying adieu to my parents. As I belong to a placed surrounded with mountains and snake like roads, I decided to take out my laptop only once it enter the state highway… after holding on to the iron rode in my seat like a circus guy in a revolving globe…

Finally it looked as if the bus has entered the state highway of Kerala and I dared taking out my lappy and the next thing I remember is that me and my lappy sitting parallel to the ground, yet not touching anything as we were in the air!!... after a while I landed on my ass with a thud voice and I grabbed my lappy from falling down like Srisanth holding on to Misbah’s catch in cricket world cup final J

Before even I open my mouth, I could hear people cursing from back of the bus, most of them rubbing their head with pizzed off face… Poor thing, the driver might have missed a gutter I though!. Alas, that was not the case and it looked as if the joyride has just begun. I tried watching the movie in a rather uncomfortable position, but it didn’t take much time before my eyes gave me the signals that its giving up trying to focus on a moving LCD screen J With a slight headache creeping up, I call it a quit and put back the lappy back to its case.

I was quite relieved when it stopped for dinner and Damn… I had to carry my lappy again with me where ever I go and people was looking at me as if a gone nut computer geek who is showing off a bit J

Tired, hoping to get some sound sleep before I go to office next day, I decided to call it a day and just lay back on my back. It turned out to be a day dream that I can sleep on this bus as our driver kept ignoring small to semi big gutters on the road and most of the time I could feel the guy sitting below me banging his head on my seat and literally shouting something like “you…moth….r “ J

But nothing could stop the “spirit” of our driver and he just started ignoring big gutters as well and finally we could hear the engine coming to a standstill with a loud noice under the bus. The driver and his helper got down and started investigating and almost everyone on the buss started laughing when an old man said with a rather grim voice “Good if its broken, atleast now I should be able to catch some sleep”

But, his joy was short-lived as they fixed it in some 30-40 mins and this time the driver looked even determined to catch up for the lost time as we the passengers were thrown up and down like bricks in a jugglers trick J…. Thanks to both the ruling and opposition leaders in my state that the roads rather look like a blast zone…. And for providing such brilliant drivers who should be good enough to be promoted as the drivers of a UFO instead.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

History of Thanksgiving – Straight from Wikipedia :)


In the United States, Thanksgiving or Thanksgiving Day is an annual one-day holiday to give thanks, traditionally to God for the things one has at the end of the harvest season. It is celebrated on the fourth Thursday of November (i.e. the Thursday falling between November 22 and November 28). The period from Thanksgiving Day to New Year's Day is often collectively referred to as the "holiday season," and the holiday itself is often nicknamed Turkey Day.

Historic reasons for community thanksgivings include the 1541 thanksgiving mass after the expedition of Coronado safely crossing part of Texas and finding game, and the 1777 thanksgiving after the victory in the revolutionary battle of Saratoga. In his 1789 Proclamation, President Washington gave many noble reasons for a national Thanksgiving, including “for the civil and religious liberty,” for “useful knowledge,” and for God’s “kind care” and "his providence." The only President to include specifically Christian language in his proclamation was William McKinley,in 1900.

The tradition of giving thanks to God is continued today in various forms. Religious and spiritual organizations offer services and events on Thanksgiving themes the week-end before, the day of, or the week-end after Thanksgiving. Bishop Ryan observed about Thanksgiving Day, "It is the only day we have that consistently finds Catholics at Mass in extraordinary numbers…"

In celebrations at home, it is a holiday tradition in many families to begin the Thanksgiving dinner by saying grace. Found in diverse religious traditions, grace is a prayer before or after a meal to express appreciation to God, to ask for God’s blessing, or in some philosophies, to express an altruistic wish or dedication. The custom is portrayed in the photograph “Family Holding Hands and Praying Before a Thanksgiving Meal.” The grace may be led by the hostess or host, as has been traditional, or, in contemporary fashion, each person may contribute words of blessing or thanks. According to a 1998 Gallup poll, an estimated 64 percent of Americans say grace.

Foods of the season

In the United States, certain kinds of food are traditionally served at Thanksgiving meals. First and foremost, turkey is usually the featured item on any Thanksgiving feast table (so much so that Thanksgiving is sometimes referred to as "Turkey Day"). Stuffing, mashed potatoes with gravy, sweet potatoes, cranberry sauce, maize, other fall vegetables, and pumpkin pie are commonly associated with Thanksgiving dinner.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Dirty Bangalore – Telemarketing

It was the ring of my mobile phone followed by the inkling from my wife which woke me up from a very lazy Saturday morning nap. “Hey… its and STD call” my wife grumbled. I just wondered how the hell does it matter if its an STD or an ISD call if I pick it up a bit later. I grabbed the phone from her hand cursing and at the same time a bit curious too. As I pressed the accept button in my new fancy mobile (damn… picking up the receiver was a much easier task than finding the “accept” button :)) the sweet sound of a lady just started flowing in …

“Good morning Sir I am “xyz” calling from Citibank Chennai office. Am I speaking to Mr. Sajith G Augustine?”

“Yes” – I replied. Wonder why they should ask this question when they are calling to a personal mobile number!

“Sir based on your excellent transaction with our Bank, we are pleased to inform you that we have approved your request to increase your credit limit to 60,000!!” – She informed me with a tailor made tone.

I was quite confused and asked her “Dear one, when did I ever made such a request to your bank?”

“This is a free offer sir, we have done it voluntarily and it’s absolutely free of charges sir” – she replied.

“Thanks, but no thanks. I am happy with the current credit limit and please do not call me again for any such offers henceforth please!” – I requested to her while trying to imitate an annoying tone

She was not going to leave me and asked – “Sir may I know the reason?”

I was getting a bit irritated now and told her – “No you may not” and I was just about to say thank you and end the conversation, here comes the next question –

“Sir if you don’t mind would u like to take a pre-approved loan of about 2 lks sir”

This is it. I really got pizzed off and replied with a raised, rather annoying tone “Yes I would love to. If you just give it to me for free. I promise I would return the amount in 25 years or so”. Without waiting to hear the response I disconnected the phone.

This was just one of the many calls I received on my mobile on the same day. All the Banks, Clubs, Insurance companies seems to have my number with them somehow. If you think the newly introduced “DO NOT CALL” service from TRAI would help you in this, think again. I would suggest you to read the article on this which was published a few days back in Times Of India. It says even with this service enabled, people still get such prank calls and even one of our high court judge who received numerous such calls got pizzed off and had to lodge a complaint against it

Most of the time we end up shouting at the person who is calling us where in they might be just doing it as part of their job. Its not them who is deserved to be kicked around, rather it would be these companies who should get the penalty.

Government have to come up with some laws such as taking the number off the air if it is reported doing telemarketing to prevent this rather annoying practice. Till such times we the poor consumers are to bare with this it seems.

One advice would be to, never fill in your phone number in any shopping malls gift coupons, courier delivery boys etc…. net net… reveal your phone number only if you have to :)

Monday, November 19, 2007

Glorified Soap Bubbles

Just after few days of Glory, the first BJP government of south India is all set to fall down like a deck of cards. Well… I always believed the mantra of coalition government is as good as a soap bubble. It would look pretty for the time being, but sooner or later, it’s all going to burst. It would be comical to see the same cream of the crop who were joined as Siamese Twins fighting each other with their teeth and nails to hold on to the seat of power.

It’s a rare phenomenon in the world of politics that two heads can be in synch to work in tandem. Each one would have their own priority and often it contradicts what the other person is thinking on the same subject. This fact actually becomes a road block for the development of the state/country and we the common man would suffer in the end. In Karnataka itself, the IT capitol of India – with its newly baptized name – Bangalooru is struggling to cop up with the ever growing need of a better infrastructure. Its at this juncture that the whole state goes for a stand still- without an elected government on the power.

To give you a small example, there was a small bridge which happen to go over a small drainage which was demolished to have it renovated a few weeks back. This in turn has increased my travel distance to office to about a mile more and lots of re-directing followed. It’s a chaos to reach office these days and the work which would’ve been done by now in any metros in this country is not even on it’s a quarter way mark. Had we got one working government on power, I believe atleast 50% of the work would’ve been done by now.

If you take India as the whole, the current coalition at the center – the Congress + left – formulae is stuck on the nuclear deal with US. I can see some relief in that tension as CPI is trying it level best to cover up the entire Nandigram issue of their party men butchering many in Bangal by compromising their very own stand on the entire nuclear issue…

I think the only coalition which works so far is Husband and Wife… (jokes apart)

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Pegasus


Pegasus Institute for Excellence is one of the premier institutes in India offering comprehensive outward-bound management training, organizational development services. The Learning Center nestles in a picturesque valley and is located around 60 km north of Bangalore (beyond Doddaballapur).

When I enrolled myself to this mandatory training for all the employees of my company, I took this rather as a mere "pain in the ass" stuff. It turned out to be literally true as our bus driver flew over the gutters as a magician flying an airplane as we bounced on our sore asses counting each of those breathtaking maneuvers.

It took about 3 hours of painful travel to reach this place and expected we lazy bumps went to bed after a quick shower and cursing each moment and cribbing about this gruesome punishment which our HR team has imparted on us!! That was not before we were asked to listen the "DO's" and "DONT's" while inside the campus by our tutor...

It was a cloudy morning with occasional visits by both sun and showers... The weather felt like the vintage Bangalore weather and I was loving it. After a reasonably good breakfast we went to our "Big Gazebo" for introduction class and from there on, I just loved each and every moment I spent in there.

The games followed were thought provoking, yet fun and adventure filled. We had a pretty good meal and occasional snacks and the whole set up of campus was admirable. The employees were from local area, but very helpful and honest. The perimeter was tidy and environment friendly... atleast I didn't see those plastic bags flying around!

We were all tired by the end of the day and while waiting (praying) for our transportation to arrive we had enough time to go for some antakshari and damn... we do have some really good singers in our company.

Finally, we boarded our 3 hours of torture on our way back to the buzzling, over crowded and hopelessly polluted city... just to realize how good it feels to be in an open space breathing some fresh air.

Below given are few snaps taken at Pegasus ... hope you would like it.





































Sunday, November 11, 2007

Crackers of injustice !


During this Diwali – the festival of light, we the Indian’s have burned up about Rs. 450 cr. worth of crackers. In Mumbai, middle-income group families buy up to Rs 25,000 worth of fireworks while in Tamil Nadu it is a modest Rs 5,000. So that’s the kind of money we spend on this Diwali nuisance – yes I meant it… the whole cracker stuff is a nonsense.

Well, I am not against a few small crackers and some nice stuff for the kids. But I am totally against spending such a huge amount on nothing but noise, pollution and injuries. From what I could get from the news papers, not less than 3-4 children has lost their eyes and there are many cases of fire related injuries too…

I did take my chance of going out to the street on Diwali night – ofcourse with a big bundle of cotton in my ear and wish I could have fire resistant clothing too. I had to wade through thick blanket of smoke and at times try some circus as kids sent rockets “parallel” to the ground. It didn’t take me long before I realize that its no good business to be out there and I just made my way back home as if I am in a military camp trying to clear an obstacle course.

Our neighbor had a new born baby at their house and I could hear the cry of that poor thing even at midnight as crackers were still going around. My little angel was also frightened, but somehow managed not to cry. Just across the street was an old couple who were suffering from asthma and I just hope they are still alive!

Apart from the above health hazards, it’s the kind of social injustice which pizzes me off!.. The money we just burn off during Diwali is good enough to build not less than 10 medical collages in the rural areas of India where the sick die just because they can’t afford the expenses in private hospitals. It can also make about 100 schools where our kids can study or we could’ve even come up with a factory which would’ve changed the fortunes of a thousand people!

Its this feeling which stops me from buying crackers whether its on Diwali or Christmas… its just a pile of nonsense you would burn if you buy crackers… and if you are just about to argue on the fate of those employees who work in the factories which make crackers… here is a piece of advice… there are factories which makes bombs… just to help the employees, would you try to buy some and light them up in your backyard??

Thursday, November 8, 2007

Those who live by the sword!

Its been a decade since the civil war between LTTE and the government of Srilanka has started and many a times I come across new channels to see the toll of victims going high and high.



And it was few days back, when one of my friend in 360 came and told me that he is saddened by the death of one of the person he admired. After conveying my condolence, I asked him who that person is and he said it was about a LTTE leader who died in the bombing the other day!



The first thought in my mind was “Those who live by the sword would die by it”. Didn’t want to tell this to my friend but just couldn’t stop asking him being an Indian why he was so sad about this story... he had two reasons to say “ As a human I just feel for the other humans” – I felt this is quite normal. However, his next statement just made me ponder a bit “He is the one who was leading fight for Tamilians”



I am not that good at the history part that I can say who is good or bad in the recent happenings in Srilanka… what I know for sure is killing of “Innocent” people is Bad and shouldn’t be happening. My friend was so furious that Indian Government was not doing enough.



I always feel that there are thousands of issues inside India itself which should be resolved first before we move on to help others…unless we are so humanitarian like US who couldn’t stand the misery of people in Iraqu that they invaded that country… not because it had one of the biggest oil reserves in the world J



We have many issues such as poverty, an ever growing population, naxal attacks, terrorism in Kashmir and Sikkim… the list is long. We had our share of luck in the past trying to intervene the fight in Srilanka by which we lost one of national icon.



Infact, I believe it’s the African states which is in much need of humanitarian aid… millions of innocent life’s are sacrificed there …not just by bullets, but out of hunger.



But as always… who cares about Africa!

I am not anti-Isam

There has been lots of comments on my latest blog on Population and the role Muslims (I repeat not Islam) play. Most of the comments came through chat sessions and few kind full friends had patience to scrap them to the blog itself. Most of them felt I sounded anti Islam!



  1. With all respect to Islam as a great religion, let me repeat – I am not anti-Islam.


  1. I am still a novice when it comes to speak like a scholar off Islam and my statements were purely based on things I see on my day today life.


  1. The statistics I furnished in my earlier blogs were taken from various articles posted on internet – written by muslim professors / scholars themselves.


  1. These blogs are purely my thoughts and views and please - I don’t belong to VHP or any anti-Islamic movement. I still use my brain to think not my butt!


  1. I just want my readers to know, Islam being such a beautiful religion is often victimized and misinterpreted. You can blame it on clerics, mullas, and priests or blame it on US – my point is straight and it doesn’t carry venom!


  1. I believe no GOD advice or suggest sexual discrimination, so essentially, religions must not treat them in different either!


  1. I believe no religion encourage violence; let it be in the name of GOD, race and color - killing is sin!


  1. I believe no GOD tells the other religion wrong, rather THY teaches to live in harmony


  1. I believe no GOD want the world to be fighting over HIM, rather HE wants his religion to be a medium to unify, not divide


  1. Last but not the least, no religion should be against a common interest which is to make this world a better place to live.!


Thanks a ton for my friends who helped me understand its just a .1% of people in any religion who defames it. We all see a black dot in a big white board, not the white board. Its just human and I am not an exception J




And yes, I don’t write it because somebody pointed a gun at my forehead, rather just to let you guys know again – I am not anti Islam!


What on earth is he thinking ???


Below is just a forward received from one of my friend.... and I feel he should be shot dead!!!



AJMAN - AUG 20: A one-legged father-of-78 is preparing for his next two marriages as he closes in on his target of having 100 children by 2015. UAE national Daad Mohammed Murad Abdul Rahman , 60, has already had 15 brides, though he divorces wives to make way for new ones in order to stay within the legal limit of four. His youngest child, Tariq, is 20 days old and his oldest, Ayoob, is 36. And he has more babies on the way from two of his three current wives.



I could not really believe what I red for sometime. What in the sake of heaven is he thinking? Has he ever thought what these kids going to become? How is he going to support them until they can start earning themselves? Will all these kids get proper education?(He can rather open a school for himself). This just made me do a bit of research and what I found was shocking –



  1. As per July 2007, the world population is 6,727,508,082 and is still going strong
  2. The total population of Muslim’s across the world is 1,480,083,062
  3. The average growth rate of population world wide is 2% where for the Muslims alone the growth rate is 2.9%
  4. The combined annual GDP of 57 Muslim countries remains under $2 trillion. America, just by herself, produces goods and services worth $10.4 trillion; China $5.7 trillion, Japan $3.5 trillion and Germany $2.1 trillion. Even India's GDP is estimated at over $3 trillion (purchasing power parity basis).
  5. Muslims are 22 percent of the world population and produce less than five percent of global GDP. Even more worrying is that the Muslim countries' GDP as a percent of the global GDP is going down over time. The Arabs, it seems, are particularly worse off. According to the United Nations' Arab Development Report: "Half of Arab women cannot read; One in five Arabs live on less than $2 per day; Only 1 percent of the Arab population has a personal computer, and only half of 1 percent use the Internet; Fifteen percent of the Arab workforce is unemployed, and this number could double by 2010; The average growth rate of the per capita income during the preceding 20 years in the Arab world was only one-half of 1 percent per annum, worse than anywhere but sub-Saharan Africa."
  6. The planet's poorest countries include Ethiopia, Sierra Leone, Afghanistan, Cambodia, Somalia, Nigeria, Pakistan and Mozambique. At least six of the poorest of the poor are countries with a Muslim majority.
  7. Over the past 105 years, 1.4 billion Muslims have produced eight Nobel Laureates while a mere 14 million Jews have produced 167 Nobel Laureates. Of the 1.4 billion Muslims less than 300,000 qualify as 'scientists', and that converts to a ratio of 230 scientists per one million Muslims. The United States of America has 1.1 million scientists (4,099 per million); Japan has 700,000 (5,095 per million).
  8. Of the 1.4 billion Muslims 800 million are illiterate (6 out of 10 Muslims cannot read). In Christendom, adult literacy rate stands at 78 percent.


One may call me an anti Muslim or even try to prove that the above numbers are manipulated. Well… I have just consolidated various facts from various researches to just one blog. I guess it’s high time the clerics sit together and realize that its not by the count you should rule the world, but by quality. I need not really depend on these facts alone to have this conclusion, rather I could just take a walk through City market, majestic, neel Sandra of Bangalore to get an idea!



Now for those who would say “Its all Gods gift, so how can we say no” here goes my doubts



  1. Even rain is from Allah, don’t you use umbrella to cover yourself?
  2. Even thunder storms come from heaven, don’t u run for shelter or would love to stand in the middle of a ground?
  3. Even sun light is from Allah, don’t you ever use sunglasses?


Here go few problems we face because of the population growth -



  1. According to the World Bank and the United Nations, from 1 to 2 billion humans are now malnourished, indicating a combination of insufficient food, low incomes, and inadequate distribution of food. This is the largest number of hungry humans ever recorded in history
  2. The per capita availability of world grains, which make up 80 per cent of the world's food, has been declining for the past 15 years (Kendall and Pimentel, 1994). Certainly with a quarter million people being added to the world population each day, the need for grains and all other food will reach unprecedented levels.
  3. At present, fertile cropland, is being lost at an alarming rate. For instance, nearly one-third of the world's cropland (1.5 billion hectares) has been abandoned during the past 40 years because erosion has made it unproductive (Pimentel et al., 1995). Solving erosion losses is a long-term problem: it takes 500 years to form 25 mm of soil under agricultural conditions.
  4. About 40 percent of the world's people live in regions that directly compete for shared water resources and about 90 per cent of the diseases occurring in developing countries result from a lack of clean water
  5. The number of people living in urban areas is doubling every 10 to 20 years, creating major environmental problems, including water and air pollution and increased disease and food shortages.
  6. As supplies of fossil energy dwindle, the cost of fuel increases everywhere
  7. When global biological and physical limits to domestic food production are reached, food importation will no longer be a viable option for any country. At that point, food importation for the rich can only be sustained by starvation of the powerless poor. This is when, most of the 183 nations of the world are now, to some extent, dependent on food imports

Unless and otherwise we realize how pathetic the situation is, its bound to get worse. It doesn’t just apply to my Muslim brothers, but a request to all…

The Burqa Fundamentalism!

For those who fight for eaqual right for woman!


BURQA: WHY NOT FOR MEN?

Swami Agnivesh & Rev. Valson Thampu



The Lashkar-e-Jabbar's diktat banishing Kashmiri Muslim women behind purdas needs to be resisted at all cost. It is yet another illustration of the archaic mindset that drives all fundamentalist projects, irrespective of the religious mask it wears. As is well known, a psychology of regression drives religious fundamentalism. Irrelevant to the challenges of the present and blind to the opportunities of the future, fundamentalists equate the essence of a religion with the trappings of its past and go about imposing their version of the religion concerned upon those who cannot resist their will. Since the whole project is patently irrational, it has to be implemented with brute and vulgar force. Often, fundamentalist fury is directed as much against one's own people as it is against the supposed enemies of one's faith.


The imposition of a dress code on women as a sign of refurbishing the identity of a particular religious community raises certain fundamental issues that need to be examined.


The first issue is that of gender discrimination. It is a feature common to most religions that their womenfolk are subjected to prescriptions and restrictions from which the men exempt themselves. Hindu women, for instance, fast for the welfare of their husbands; but Hindu husbands do nothing of the sort for the wellbeing of their wives. If the burqa is such a crucial part of Islam, surely the men not less the women should be obliged to wear it. Indeed the best way to motivate women to wear the burqa with a sense of pride is for men to take to burqas themselves. It was by emulating the example of men, for instance, that women learned to smoke and drink.


The second issue pertains to the legitimacy of coercion in matters of faith. While it is true that religion all through history has resorted to violence, the fact remains that coercion of every kind is incompatible with spirituality. Religions are the embodiments of divine love. Love abhors the use of force. When, in rare situations the use of force becomes absolutely necessary, the wisdom of love ensures that it is used only and absolutely for the good of those who are its objects. Such coercion as the way of love would allow, in other words, is untainted by injustice. Gender-based discrimination is quintessential injustice.


The use of force, condemnable as it is in religion, is all the more repugnant when coercion is employed in promoting or perpetuating trivialities that have no spiritual significance whatsoever. As a matter of fact, the crude readiness to deploy violence in the service of the trivial is a patent sign of the indifference to what is essential. The terrorists of religious trivialities, that is to say, are perforce alien and indifferent to the essence of their faith. Truth to tell, it is lack of spiritual understanding that deceives people into thinking that by resorting to violence they can advance the cause of their religion. There is no way anyone can combine spiritual sensitivity with coercion, especially coercion vitiated by gender-discrimination. It is an encouraging sign, hence, that several Muslim groups, including the Jamaat-e-Islami Hind, have condemned this outbreak of crude fundamentalist zeal in Kashmir.


The third basic issue here is that of the gross misunderstanding of religion itself. The Vedas say: Na lingam dharma kaaranam (no external symbol can be the basis of true religion). The Bible condemns the preoccupation with the 'form of religion' and the indifference it indicates to 'the power of spirituality'. It is a sign of the advancing decay of our religiosity that people now see religions only in terms of their superficialities: a colour, a costume, the food a person eats or does not eat, and so on. Those who are clad in saffron or, what is worse still, those who daub this colour on their flag, are Hindus even if they are strangers to the spirit and ethos of the Vedic faith. Those who wear white cassocks are super Christians, even if the cassock is purely Arabic in origin and the individuals who wear it could be indifferent to the spirituality of the Bible.


The irony, of course, is that the eagerness to impose religious labels and trappings on one's co-religionists displaces one's duty to understand one's faith. Islam represents compassion, equity, and social justice, which helped this religion to reach out to the oppressed people. Now, in the name of religious resurgence, this egalitarian and compassionate faith is being degraded into an alibi for oppression. Consider the tell-tale instance of Atiqa Akhtar from Qamarwari who stumbled over her own burqa and fell while getting off a bus near Lal Chowk, and sustained head injuries. Several women who are wearing burqas for the first time in their lives are, reportedly, finding it difficult to walk on the streets. A sane principle in respect of all religious prescriptions is, "do not impose on others what you do not want imposed on yourself". Only those who wear burqas and are experientially convinced of its spiritual blessings have the moral right even to recommend its use to others. Burqas, in other words, should be made mandatory for those who are itching to impose it on their womenfolk.


Finally, the switch over to burqa cannot be free from commercial considerations. Imagine the quantity of cloth required for burqas to be made for all the Muslim women in Kashmir! It is a multi-crore business. In spite of the threat of violence, only 80% of the women have been able to acquire burqas. The rest are, reportedly, moving about with their heads covered with scarves. This is a matter of infinite pathos, considering the poverty in which majority of the people languish in this conflict-ruined state. The poor people are made to bleed in all sorts of ways by all kinds of people. Those who are so persuaded that burqa is of the essence of Islam must authenticate their zeal by supplying burqas free of cost. It is lamentably cheap to prove one's religious fervour at the expense of those who cannot resist one's fundamentalist dispositions.


India, thank God, is not a theistic state but a liberal, secular democracy. The fundamentalist project to impose religious trivialities on people who are protected by the law of the land needs to be seen not as a religious issue but as an assault on the Indian Constitution and our pluralistic and secular ethos. The State as well as all right-thinking people must resist the eruptions of fundamentalist frenzy of all hues. At any rate, the burqa, more than any other supposedly religious symbol is a symbol of privacy, and cannot be a matter of public imposition. You cannot construct in public the prison of privacy for your women when in public they have objections to it. While an individual or a group of people may decide to compromise their freedom voluntarily, no one has the right to impose any restrictions on others arbitrarily in the name of religion. We urge our Muslim brothers to raise their voice against this and all other archaic and irrational projects that can only discredit their great faith.




Vande Mataram!

It was when I was doing my fourth grade when I celebrated Independence Day for the first time… or let us say, that is the first occasion, which I remember, when I saw the tri-color being hoisted. However, it was when I was doing my eighth grade; I started learning more about my incredible India – Not because I really wanted to, but because it was there in the syllabus J All those years, Independence day to me, was just another holiday when I could spend a whole day out with my friends playing till evening. Somehow, mother Mary’s fest was also on the same day, so the only jinx was to wake up early to attend the holy mass.



During my high school days, I learned more about my country – through our social science or history books. However, I found it so hard to remember all those names of those kings and rulers; I somehow used to enjoy it. (Not because my history teacher used to carry a pretty long and bizarrely thick stick by which he used beat the hell out of usJ)


By the time I was through with my schooling, I was quite patronized by those lectures about our mother India and even dreamed of becoming a Jawan serving my country… (Side effects of too many war movies one might argue!)



Nevertheless, it was when I was done with my studies and finally started earning, that I really felt the value of our culture and freedom. All those early days I was in the constant vigil of my parents and did not have to worry a tad about freedom. I always used to do what I wanted and I almost got anything I wanted (not because my parents were financially sound, but because I had a very limited wish list … and Ferrari was definitely not one of them J ). It’s when you meet people from other countries or talk to them (thanks to yahoo) that how lucky I am to be born in such a beautiful country…



Well, there is always an other side for a coin and it’s no different about my country as well. Most of us including me, blubber that India is the capital of corruption, the place of hunger and poverty, a country often attacked by terror threats or bomb blasts and last but not the least, ruled by a bunch of dirty politicians… We often find people divided on their states they belong to, the language they speak and the religion they practice. But midst of all these, I believe it’s a privilege that I live in a country rich with its culture dating way back than the Roman Empire – about 5000 years to be precise!



There are not many countries - not even the so-called world power, United States blessed with such a blend of great culture. Moreover, its this spirit which holds us together and keep us going. One might argue why your country has so many problems, but tell me a place where you do not have any problem. Bet you will not find one on this earth. And how many of those free countries have won a war with no violence and how many of them have a national leader who led this war and never went on to become the prime minister or president of the state? Take your time J!



There was a time when even the integrity of our national anthem was at stake. Some say, this was a poem written to gratify the then ruling governor of India from East India Company. People, give me a break, you don’t repeat a song you heard from a movie, though it was meant only for the hero or heroin? Moreover, if a song can hold an entire nation together and touch millions of heart regardless of their religion, cast; who is bothered about who sang it and with what intention! I do not care a thingy!



Every state in India has their own culture and language and each one of them are unique and rich. In my case, each district in my state itself has its own identity and its own living style. Kerala – The God’s Own Country is serving as a major tourist attraction and people from all over the world travel to find what our culture is all about. Even a decade of British rule could not harm our culture. Its true we had to pay heavily for the freedom we got. Hundreds of people were massacred and even the historical monuments and one of the worlds wonder – Taj Mahal itself was looted by Britishers. But I thank them for one thing – They gave us a chance to stand unite and fight once they snatched the whole India from the kings who used to rule us prior to British Era.



Now on her 60’s India is definitely growing and still raring to go further. It has already become a powerhouse for Asia pacific – south East Asia. There might be thousands of bad things happened in India over the past 60 yrs, but my country is still happening J



Wishing all my Indian friends a very happy Independence Day and Salutes to all those jawans who lost their life and beloved ones for protecting us --- Vande Mataram!




Jana-gana-mana-adhinayaka, jaya he

Bharata-bhagya-vidhata

Punjab-Sindhu-Gujarata-Maratha-

Dravida-Utkala-Banga

Vindhya-Himachala-Yamuna-Ganga

Uchchala-Jaladhi-taranga

Tava shubha name jage

Tava shubha ashish maange

Gahe tava jaya-gatha

Jana-gana-mangala-dayaka jaya he

Bharata-bhagya-vidhata

Jaya he, jaya he, jaya he

Jaya jaya jaya, jaya he !






The gibberish media

It has become a habit for me these days to just browse through the channels ( God bless the person who invented remote control for televisions) before either ending up in Pogo or cartoon channel. J There was a time when we didn’t have the luxury of so many channels and it was still a pleasing experience to watch the national television programs. There were a few couple of serials (I don’t dare to compare them with the soaps which are going on air for decades now) which were meaningful and had a message to convey. Just wonder what is the message the currents soaps pass on these days. All I can see is the same old stories in new place with new actors (You have to believe they can act… they proclaim so!)




Things are not different in even news channels. The only thing I can see is that they make us realize that the world is dominated by human failure, crime, catastrophe, corruption, and tragedy. If sting operation against a member of parliament was the hot cake for the Medias for sometime, then there was some celebrity flamboyant wedding bonanza. Just don’t get the idea of all the prime channels showing live feeds of the marriage function of celebrities. Its not just the visual media, even the newspapers are getting their part played to the perfection in this. Thank God, newspapers are less hit and some of them still retain their original flavor and believes in constructive journalism. Most newspaper companies still have their heads in the sand, but other media companies are aggressive.


Its not just the local media, even big timers like BBC might not give you the clear picture and I don’t even want to mention CNN J Most of the western channels shows us half cooked facts and would try to protect their clandestine interests. Half of their tasks forces are now settled in Middle east and Asia pacific, and a few occasional visits to Africa… who cares about Africa anyway?



I agree there are Medias who are into serious business and believes in making a difference to the people who read it. However, most of the time, their reach is very limited or just are bulldozed by the giants. Finally, they succumb to the pressure and follow the herd of majority. Even the UN did give up for pressures … forget about a newspaper or a channel then!



Our ancestors realized the value and power of words and for few it even cost their life. Nowadays’s its just a tool for political parties or individuals to circulate their propaganda or has just become a commercial commodity to fetch some glory and revenue. It has more become something like “not that what we want to see, instead what they want you to see”.

Terror - The newest version!

Much has been said and done post 9/11 and world has so far seen different versions of terrorism. Even after years of action and “invasion”, the so-called fight against terrorism has reached nowhere. Invasion of Afghan and Iraq has not solved anything – rather complicated things further. There has been not even a single day without bomb blast and loss of life in this place. Just wonder, if Saddam was charged of butchery, what should be Bush and Blair charged against!



Gone are those days when terrorist were illiterate who could have been easily misguided in the name of religion. The latest attack on Glasgow airport shows how much it has spread to even the top layer of the society. The attackers were engineers and doctors and we can expect more surprises in future too. I just cannot stop wondering what would have made these educated men who obviously had a family had to commit such a gruesome act of insanity. Such is the impact of religious fanatics in Muslim world these days that one can just wonder if there is an end to this.



The word Jihad has lost its meaning and I do not see any effort from any top Muslim clerics to stand up and teach what it truly is. From what I understand, Islam is peaceful and Jihad is merely the inner struggle for an individual between good and evil. The path of discipline in ones life to overcome sin and temptation and become a better person is how it is explained. However, these days, the meaning of Jihad seems to be different depending on what it is used for. How can you best explain the incident at Lal – masjid in Pakistan – A place meant to be used for worshiping God used as a training camp of terrorists?. It is too late for Muslim community to sit back and think where it has all gone wrong. Terrorism has placed its cancer seeds in millions of peoples mind and I can see it getting only worse.



As the world tries frantically to secure the community or country they belong to, mistakes happen more frequently and even innocents are victimized. Australia could never place their pride in jeopardy by confessing their mistake of arresting an innocent doctor just because he was a relative of a terror suspect. The whole episode was goofed up and the highly sophisticated, well-mannered and trained Australian police who, even tried to set up evidence to cover their defamed face. For me its not a surprise that the Australian prime minister has dismissed the theory of apologizing to the Indian Doctor J If western ego wasn’t so high Bush would’ve confessed about his greed to invade Iraq and would’ve apologized to the whole world long time back.



It brings one more point to my frame of thoughts that India – my country, being branded as a country of poor and billionaires, despite being attacked many a time by both the neighbors and insiders still manage to hold on and thrives to emerge as a super power. It has been decades since the insurgency and the attack on Kashmir have begun and so far, I could say our beloved Jawan’s has played their part to the perfection. Jai Jawan!!!

The man who wrought me!


Its quite interesting to just sit back and think of all those persons whom you meet in your life time. It is even fascinating to think how few of them have made a difference to your life and what would have happened if you had not met them at all. Well, in my case, I would have been working in my farm back in native than sitting in a cozy chair in a centralized AC building working on my desktop computer. At times, I feel the first option would have been better than the later though J… just kidding.



I met him when my parents started to get tremors while going through my progress card. It was certainly on a declined curve as the stock market in India on 2001 recession time!


If I start explaining why, it might become an autobiography of my childhood and let me admit it will not be that smooth reading J whatever be the reason, I was not doing justice to the intelligence that God had invested in me and I had no clue how to come out of the mess. I was bad in most of my subjects and my exam results were dangerously close to the failure marks.



By the grace of THY, somehow my parents came to know about a residential school under the surveillance of CMI Priests and somehow managed to get an admission after lots of effort – thanks to my brilliant marks card. There I met the man who carved me into shape – Fr. Kuriachan - Our warden for hostel and faculty for English.



When I joined, the hostel was still under construction and it was with even our effort I must say that the hostel became a finished one. We made the lawn, set the sprinklers, moved big heaps of mud – but never felt we were forced to do it. We were enjoying every bit of those moments. There I got my first lessons on teamwork and realized how beautiful is the feeling of sharing. There were 100+ students in the hostel who had come from different families with different cultural background, but he made us feel as if we are home! We went hiking, swimming at our near by lake … we were free birds but always under the surveillance of Fr. Kuriachan.



It was not just my marks which started improving, but my health, and also whatever talents I was gifted with like… singing, playing instruments, sports, games… you name it. I performed on stage first time in my life and the kind of support I received from my friends and he was tremendous. He taught me what self-believing is all about and last but not the least…how you manage your time – the most precious entity in this world.



When I finally came out of the school grading first class – which would have been just a dream if I had not met him – my parents were the happiest persons on earth. I could still remember the smile at my dad’s face when he first saw my mark sheet. Even a million dollar would not have matched it.



Now, residing at the IT capital of India, working in an MNC as a Sr. Quality Assurance engineer, I just can’t stop thanking God for the opportunity he had given me and my family to meet Fr. Kuriachan. I must confess, I had lost contact with him for few years until last April when I finally traced where he is now. I along with my dad, mom, wife and kiddo went to meet him and it felt really good to see him after so many years. Time has taken its toll on his appearance, but his spirit and charm remains the same. We spent some time together and re-winded few golden moments. Few embarrassing moments, sweet moments… but we all enjoyed



When it comes to the purpose of our existence in this world, I believe it makes sense if we make a positive impact on others life than just living it out. I envy Fr. Kuriachan for it as many were blessed with his presence and sure THY would still use him to touch others heart!

The language Barrier - More!

Well… I had received quite a few responses majority of them through chat J about my thoughts on Karnataka making it mandatory for school to have their medium of communication as Kannada. This is just a continuation of what I said earlier and thought you would bare with me reading this further J



  1. First, Bangalore is unique in its nature compared to other cities in India… almost all the place in India is unique one might argue. I agree with that but most of those cities still holds the majority of their own people who is there for decades or have centuries of relation with the city. Bangalore … soon going to be Benthakaluooru… was always a place where 90% of the people were migrants from the time of British Era. I still feel majority of Bangalorean’s are from elsewhere originally with their own culture and history associated with them. For me, who has connection with this city for last 9 years, would still love to celebrate Onam than any other local festival in Bangalore. What is democracy if an individual cannot practice his culture…? India is secular – Remember.


  1. I might not completely agree with the point that a culture can be protected only through the imposing the language law. As I said above, Bangalore was never known for its language – rather, it was known for the mixture of culture here and the welcome feel of the city. This particular feel itself I guess is challenged with such laws. Again, even if my kid who might need to learn Kannada for her studies, might be reading a Harry porter book than a Kannada novel.


  1. I agree with one of my friend that when you are in a place you have to abide by the laws there. My intention is to question that particular law itself. J Just because Chinese people eat snake you do not have to eat them as well when in China. Have you?


  1. What best the government should have done here is to have all the schools have the options for their students who would like to learn Kannada. This would’ve been a more sensible decision. Converting from English to Kannada is not just a problem for kid, also the teachers working in such schools who hail from different states of India.


Forcing the law over such issues might complex it further than helping it. After all, what is the government trying to protect their language from – English? If yes, it is a nice thought just out of place. It is ideal to have these thoughts but not realistic. Let us face this fact, no matter how great one’s regional language is, English is a global medium of communication if not except for few countries may be. And one of the many reason why you would be reading this blog too J

The language barrier


It is not that back in the past that the hi-court of Bangalore issued a judgment that Kannada must be the medium of teaching in private schools. I felt quite relieved hearing the news first that my wife did not have to learn Kannada first before taking classes on computer science to the students as she is a full time homemaker now. However, when I returned home, reality settled in while greeting my young one with a smile.



How many languages will my daughter have to learn once she starts going to school? Being a global medium of communication, she has to learn English for sure. How about Hindi? Being an Indian citizen, I do not feel it right that my kid do not know our national language. Then how about my mother tongue? I do not expect my kid to talk to my grandma in English – so she has to learn Malayalam too. In addition, with the latest ruling, she has to learn Kannada if she is going to study in Bangalore. I pity my child – she would end up learning four languages along with her science and math subjects.



Whatever institutes have permission to teach in English are either away from the city or already have their fees structure “revised” to make the maximum out of the situation. Seems like I need to be another Ratan Tata or Vijay Mallya to have my daughter studying in a reasonably good school. My fellow malayalee CPM comrades – march to Bangalore!



It was not my “Shiv sena” (name actually suits them – as Lord Shiva deals with punishment and destruction) friends who were on an outcry this time. They are against only “westernization” and their influence such as kisses, dating etc ..While still praying to “Vyatsa Maharshi” who wrote “Kamasutra”. I do not think I need to explain what it is to my readers. Rather, this time my fellow “Kannada” friends who wanted their language to be “protected”.



My humble opinion is that options such as languages should left to an individual’s choice and there should be enough schools around to choose from based on the languages in they teach. It is the blind extremism that a language should be taught whether an individual wants it or not – which still keeps our mother India divided.



Being in Bangalore for the last 7-8 years I never felt it is necessary to know Kannada to survive except when I had to fight with Autofella’s or street vendors. The latest verdict is surely not the right step towards the progress of the IT hub of India as people from all over India still pours into this crammed space.



I have seriously started thinking of shifting my workplace to my native and give my child a breath space in her life with at least one language less to learn. At least my state cater to good educational institutions where they do not charge a lifetime saving to teach your kiddo.



If any of my kannada friends are annoyed, can’t help… I need to think of the future of my kid and I do not believe in going back – rather would like to move forward in my life.

Another version of recruitment saga – this time I in the receiving end!

Few weeks back, I just got a call from a “reputed” company called Ness technologies located in Koramangala, Bangalore. From the way the HR contact person enquired about my availability for a face-to-face interview, I felt as if they were desperate to get me on board. As this post was as a team lead, I could not have asked for a better deal either! They did even called me few times before the interview date to just confirm my availability too.



On the interview day, I went in with as much enthusiasm I could have and after receiving the “interview” badge from the securities, I went in to the reception steaming with confidence J



The fun started here – I reached the place at 11:00 am and was called for the interview only by 12:30. It was supposed to be a scheduled interview and I could see many restless faces around, hence somehow felt ok, as it was not just me who is waiting for a long time!



The interview was fine except few questions meant to have only one answer, as “I don’t know”. It seems nowadays that u got to have few “not answerable” questions in your list regardless of whether it has something to do with your profile or not!



I was then led to a big hall where I could see few people who is filling few forms frantically. Few of them had two rounds and few even had their 3rd round completed. I was quite surprised to see that even I was supposed to fill the same even though I just had my first round completed. The documents were lengthy and it even had a form to provide your feedback about the selection process itself!



As I fought through the pages of “application form”, I was asked to move to a different cabin for the managerial round. With my choppy handwriting, I must admit that it took atleast half an hour of effort to have half of the forms filled.



The managerial round was interesting as I got more insights to the companies profile and the kind of work they do. I was asked to wait in the same room after a 40 minutes discussion and it was not before another 20 minutes that a person came to collect the “application form”. I was done with the document by then and was happy to have it handed over J



The HR guy updated me that “We will be calling you on Monday and letting you know the status” and I was happy not to hear a “I will let you know” reply to be frank. With not less than 4-5 hrs spent there, I was happy heading back home though it really spoiled my Saturday, which I was supposed to spend with my family.



I did not get a call by Monday, neither did I get a call on Tuesday. On Wednesday, I could not control it anymore that I called up the HR guy who was in touch with me before the interview. I was told that he is in a “meeting” and will be calling me back in 10 minutes. Unfortunately it was me, not him who made a call as I didn’t get any feedback again after two days. Though I knew the obvious answer by now, I asked him the status and this time he was about to call me back in two minutes!



Now this really started pissing me off as I didn’t receive a call in next two days either. I contacted the guy who had actually forwarded my resume to the HR and with great difficulty, he could get me the response as my profile has been rejected for some reason!



Now my question here is, being a candidate who spent almost a day in an office for his job don’t have the privilege to know the status of his/her application?



Why is the HR’s being so slipshod and lethargic when it comes to giving response to the candidates?



At least when contacted in person, don’t they have the fortitude to give a clear answer?



The answer is simple… this industry has degraded so much that there is hardly any value in the entire HR team or they are rushed off their feet with so many tasks in hand.



What ever be the reason, what these “HR” people can do is to let the candidate know what happened if not immediately, at least by next day or so.

Companies and their weird recruiting fiestas

Over the past few years, Bangalore has become the largest resource pool in India with expertise ranging from floor cleaner to CEO. Professional recruiters are having the merry time of their lifetime with thousands or lakhs of resumes in their hand. The kind of growth rate at which the companies are running on is at its peak and recruitment cells are working almost 24/7 to meet the requirements.



However, as with any industry, when things go at a maddened pace, it do get out of hand and often end up intriguing the wrong decision haphazardly. There is already a term as “Selection Drive” which might soon end up in Oxford dictionary with its definition being “An unwise attempt to get hundreds of people screened on their expertise with a minimal investment on quality selection process and with fewer number of interviewers in record time!” This often ends up being an interview for the interviewers themselves as they fight against all elements (hunger, exhaustion, anger, frustration etc…) as the recruiters keep pushing more and more candidates in. My intention here is not to tame the reputation of any company, but to let the “candidates” who are in search of job to know what they are up against to.



One of my friends who has about 5+ years of experience in testing has been to a big time multi national software giant near to Domlur for an interview after he has received frequent calls from a reputed consultant to go and attend the “scheduled” interview at the company’s posh campus on a Saturday. As any candidates would do, he woke up early, went through few documents and finally set off to the location. As he entered the campus, he was directed to head for the basement by a set of security guards. Once he entered the basement, he saw few stalls like setups in few parking lots with banners such as “Testing (Manual)”, “Testing (Automation)”, “Oracle/DB2”, “Java”, “Dot Net” and so on… He then joined a big queue and waited patiently for his turn.



The person who was sitting at the “counter” was struggling to sort and prioritize the resumes and looked like a person who is taking interviews at a consulate. He also had to run between few counters to help his other colleagues as well. After a wait of 20 minutes my friend finally got his resume sorted out and was then asked to move to the next section of the basement. There he saw few securities distributing visiting badges and after some struggle he got one for himself and was then asked to wait in the smelly, dark section of the basement in a murky looking chair.



It took another 20-30 minutes before someone shouted his badge number along with few others and was asked to follow him. He then led the crowd through their big campus and I could not stop my laugh when my fiend told me that it looked like he was looking as if a Shepard leading a herd of sheep J After a long walk through their campus, they were taken inside their office with a maze looking posh interior. After reaching the 3rd floor, they were taken to a cafeteria where they were asked to fill up a 5 page form with all the details they have asked to furnish. As per my friend, they were asking everything except for his credit card number.



After 15 minutes a lady came and took the documents and it was not before another 20 minutes of wait that he finally got a call to meet the interviewer. The interviewer looked like a techie and greeted him with a deadbeat smile on his face.



“Tell me something about you” – he ordered my friend in a grinning voice. My friend was well equipped for this as this is a very common question for any interviews.



Before he could conclude, the next question came out “What's the difference between DELETE TABLE and TRUNCATE TABLE commands?” Now, this was a surprise for someone with my friend’s skill set. Somehow, my friend managed to answer it with whatever DBA knowledge he has. Little did he know that it was just a beginning of the trauma?



“What is denormalization and when would you go for it?” – Now this was turning out to be interesting for my friend. He again managed the show somehow.



“What is a transaction and what are ACID properties?” – My poor friend by now knew he was in trouble and again was smart enough to answer the question partially J



“What are the steps you will take to improve performance of a poor performing query?” – My friend was counting the stars already and just nodded his head confirming that he did not know much about it.



“Explian different types of BACKUPs avaialabe in SQL Server? Given a particular scenario, how would you go about choosing a backup plan?” – “Well…” my friend was speechless now and after a brief silence he told he has not faced any such scenarios in his career as a test engineer.



The face of the interviewer just glowed up for a moment and with pale look on his face, he asked if my friend has anything to ask as if it was not enough. My friend asked few questions as on what project it is and what would be his role if selected etc… The interviewer gave him some vague answers while counting the resumes he need to go through and then swiftly moved to the HR counter after shaking hands with my friend, without taking the eyes of the documents.



The person at HR counter asked him to wait and after 10 minutes and finally he came up with a list and started calling people and my friend was not there in the list. Rest of them including my friend was asked to leave after giving their badges to the security… this time without any escorts J



This entire episode took about 3-4 hrs to complete and my friend was cursing all Gods in heaven for wasting one full Saturday for nothing and he dozed his anger with a couple of beers as any other IT guy would do these days (if not dating) these days J



Let me end this rather long blog of mine with few questions



What went wrong here and who is responsible? Is it the mistake of the consultant who themselves was not clear on the requirements? Is it the HR desk at that company who never knew whom to call for the interview? Is it the interviewer who didn’t know what to ask and how to behave? Or is it my poor little friend for venturing out for a recruitment drive?



He gives me a terrified look when I tell him about interviews these days !!!!

The GOD’s are hi-jacked!

Finally the Thantri’s (Group of Hindu Priests) have decided not to let the “NON” Hindu’s enter the Guruvayur temple amidst the public outcry to have it opened for all the devotees regardless of their cast and religion. It seems Lord Krishna at Guruvayur is booked only for certain bunch of people. A GOD who has just got hi-jacked by humans!



It all started with the debate on whether Mr. Yasudas who’s songs are played almost 24/7 in almost all the church’s, mosk’s or temples. His voice can be let in but not the bodyJ. Sounds as silly as it can be. Being a Christian, if I ever feel like I should pray in front of Lord Krishna at Guruvayur, I would do that without any hesitation. I am sure Lord Krishna would be least concerned about it.



Having said so, it will not be justice if I do not write anything about the issues in my own religion. To begin with, let me take you to the situation in my own state – Kerala. There is a big tussle between the Left lead Govt and the professional collage managements about the low fee structure for the minorities etc… It is a SHAME that being Christians the managements which most of the time has many priests in their board of directors forget the difference between SERVICE and BUSINESS. Let it be a nursery schools or medical collages I find most of the time them silly and greedy as even a pirate would’ve shamed off. Sad but true, this makes the Christian Organisation one of the richest in world when thousand of people are not educated and thousands die out of hunger.



Did Jesus Christ take any fees for healing the poor or did he have charged his audience for listening to his teaching? I must be silly if I expect us to give all the services free as we are all human and we need money to survive. The problem is when money comes above ethics and if put money above your ethics, you are no more a Christian as this name itself means – The one who follow Christ. I pity those Bishops or Cardinals who drive on luxurious cars and have huge mansions to stay. I also suspect the motive behind the so-called missionary works happening in this country – especially in Northern states of India. Jesus has never asked the preachers to bring the people inside the frame of CHURCH – a man made organization. Rather he wanted humans to “love each other as they love themselves.” This was the Eden he promised – not a rich organization. Yet another God who has got hi-jacked by Humans!



Most of the religions are misinterpreted as decades pass by. People make rules and finally take others to a situation where they are not tolerant to other religions. Let it be the Christians or Hindus or Muslims or Jews the world is not a pleasant place anymore. The latest victims are my Muslim brothers and sisters. Let it be on burqua or let it be on Jihad, they are often misled. One may find this religion hard to “access” as most of its transcripts are in Arabic hence have to rely on some one’s interpretation on the same blindly. Most of the Muslims have always tried to live a distinct community compared to others. Let it be on what they eat or what they wear or their mannerisms they always looked different to me. Though one have the liberty to choose their own paths, unfortunately this difference in life style have worked against them off late. As the mannerisms gets famous, it also brings in unwanted attention. Jihad (the latest version) is definitely not the way to solve it. You can’t solve a mistake by another mistake. Nabi the prophet would’ve never talked about violence and so should be Khur – Ann. Another GOD hi-jacked by Humans!



My intention is not to hurt anyone here but if it annoys anyone … can’t help. May be its high time you sit back and think!. Don’t let your emotion rule over your mind.