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gudbye mail

May 2, 2010

People in their 20s on average change jobs every 18 months. People in their 30s — at least the ones that continue to do well in their careers — change jobs frequently as well, although at a slower pace than the 20 somethings. So if you think job-hopping is bad, change your thinking. Job hoppers are not quitters. In fact, they make better co-workers and better employees and I bet are generally more satisfied with their work life.Read the full Blog.

Finally I have someone who defends me. And Yes I have hopped once again. My cv is gonna be a page longer than now. Every time it feels gr8 in a new company on new project in new technology, sitting in new chair beside new colleagues, going to new canteen with new tasty food sooner what’ll be no tasty food… it’s been a ritual for me to keep mum for at least a month before I open up my loudmouth to display my sufferings from verbal diarrhea, so I  just blog it out… BTW I have written a kind of funny Good Bye Mail to my colleagues, which reached them a week later… probably it was delayed a midst of volcanic ash… Here it goes…

Hey guys,

How ya doing? Seven days passed and you haven’t heard or observed any absurd/insane activities around. So I thought I’ll buzz you.  To begin with, I was quite disappointed on my last day, that there were No Morchas, No Dharnas, and No Hunger Strike (though I condemn the last one).  None of you choked with emotions, no rona-dhona and dramebazi. Instead, I could see you happy as freedom fighters after the independence.  Pretty depressing huh!!
Anyways lets come to the point and talk about the most humble and down to earth person amongst us (sorry I am too humble to mention my name here). I have been very sincere here in my work irrespective of the places like canteen, cafeteria, TT and even@ my DESK too. This is one place, which taught me multi-tasking. I could chat, be on the phone and at the same time check those really funny forwarded mails, And Yes work too. Sometimes I could listen into TC unconsciously while sleeping consciously, rather vice versa.
But to those few souls with whom I’ve actually interacted, here are my personalized notes of farewell:
Swarup, I will always remember dynamically partnering you in TT. Probable you should try Dharm after me. Sometimes he plays decent 😉
Dada, I will miss your copyrighted action, pulling your legs and off course our late-night Data Migrations….
Tai, I am gonna miss the daily breakfast, which you used to bring on monthly basis, especially Mattur pattice, Theplas and (virtual) prawns biryani ( I still wonder how that‘ll taste…)
Sanjeev, Sahana-hi Hot Nahi ani Sangta-hi Yet Nahi, I’ll always remember your “Bloody, I m feeling Hot!” trick for complementary drink n kulfi and THE GRAND PARTY, which you gave.
It would be a tough 1-2 months, before I would really start liking my new job. I have entered into a totally alien area of IT. I know nothing about it. Wonder how I even got through. Wish me luck.
BTW this is not a belated goodbye mail, coz I do not intend to say it…This mail is just an FYI to let you know that I’ll be available on my personal mail id, which you already know. I have drafted this out of my intense research of various sites and blogs, in short lots of Copy + Paste. But that’s only an occupational hazard for IT engineers.
Well, while writing this mail I am feeling choked… not because of the emotion, probably I swallowed the chewing gum.
On a serious note, it has been an awesome place to work n enjoy. Even as I left to join another company, I envy you all.
Miss you.
P.S. : To cut short this mail (don’t raise your eyebrows.. Yes.. this is shorter version),  I have attached a list of the FAQs that you’ll have in your mind while reading this mail (such as which company/location I am moving to , alana -falana).


bura na mano!! holi hain….

March 12, 2009

          today morning, as i turned up to my office, security kept staring at my face and id card as if he was a tennis chair umpire, looking at both the ends… my face has shaded pink n` red  like a watermelon… i said Bura na mano!!! holi hain!!  yesterday i played rang panchami wid a bunch of humble and polite frnds. the moment i went downstairs, they asked me to remove all my accessories…specs, rings , purse and mobile(i was wondering how they spared my clothes!) … next moment they made me Hulk Hogan by  tearing Tshirt in two pieces… they soaked it in mud and then threw it on a tree… as i looked at that tree, those 25 X 2 Tshirt pieces hanging on the tree were looking like bats.. they lifted me, just to put me in a pit full of mud, colors, egg, aur na jaane usmein kya kya items the…and ofcourse a lot of stench … i did not resist cuz i knew the moment i do that they will feel themselves like Ranjit raping the heroins, so it was a quick one for me juz 15 mins, soak , wash, rinse and dry.. everything wid that mud… and then i was one of them… frnds kept coming in and SOP ( Standard Operating Process) was followed for each one of them… 3 hours of it and we were looking like slumdog guys… and offcourse there were Latikas toooo.. but we had different SOP for them… a pretty slow and decent one … holi is to show their true colors…n i kept saying Bura na mano!! Holi hain!!!

          after reading my first blog, one of the geek ( rather i shud say the 1 & only geek) from my college,  mailed me asking me to keep it short as longer ones are hard to keep up with (seriously i dunno what he meant by that:D, but i m sure he was talking abt blog and not my little frnd  ).. i am still figuring out whether he has done some plastic surgery on his brain, cuz for every subject he used not less than 2 bibles and in his words “we used to find even 50 pages notes, hard to keep up with!” neways bro, i m done wid this blog, juz for you and your valuable advise (though i cudn’t make it in 140 chars) … i know i m gonna get another mail on this too…the only thing  i can say is …
“bura na mano! holi hain!”


i m on liquid diet….

March 9, 2009

Date : 9th March(monday)
Time : 9.00 am
Venue : mah workstation

               yes thats true, from past 2 days i m on a strict liquid diet….its monday morning n had loads of applications to look after…but my brain is still marinated in yesterday’s antiquity …it was a frnds party.. party for winning in two league matches and losing in semis.. there were 11 players in the match and 20 in the party…funny equation.. kay karnar फुकट, तिथे प्रकट … .. ther wz loads of music n dance…. the last timestamp i remember was 10:10.. n i was with my 4th Large… that peg itself resetted the counter…. after that i din look back..neither in front too…i kept rocking n dancing all night.. not on da dance floor but in my mind…. my frnds say फुकट ते पौष्टिक… no doubt they have turned my belly into a 15L pressure cooker…..(Every pressure cooker has a whistle, which blows hot steam. Just FYI. No comments on my vessel.)

           as usual I was late for the train….the ultimate mixer, juicer and massager of people…… .but lucky enough to find a 4th seat.. now thats a new concept for ppl outside Mumbai…here in Mumbai u can dream of everything…and actually have your dreams come true… but if u want some space in train/bus /house, u have to struggle for it…in a very very hard way… juz like I did, to actually fit half of my bottom into space not even size of my palm.. now that’s called wise use of scarce resources….i managed to push my other half by next station, the trick is to slide a millimeter every time train gives a jerk, and not looking in da eyes of ur neighbour or may be while looking  at the ceiling fan, humming any old song like TUTUTU TUTUTAARA.. any song which will piss him off and force him to look into other direction…or else ur guilt will eat away you, the moment u see him staring at u… neways i m on wid my Application..brb


Date : unchanged
Time : 11.00 am
Venue : unchanged

               somehow have cleared my backlog of the weekend..managed to check on all of them… nah they aint any business application.. but yahoo, orkut, gtalk,4,5,6…….n… i chooose not to open them from home. not b’coz,I have any access policy at home, but then yeh sab Kachra ghar mein saaf karega toh office mein kya karega. in last couple of hrs i have bugged all my frnds simultaneously, till i remembered my conversation wid VJ…when he asked me abt my work, i said i m getting paid for doing nothing…the next suggestion he gave to blog out my fraustration, the way  he  is doing it after our grads..when i asked abt my problem wid lack of creativity..yeah thts true.. I AM NOT CREATIVE…but its not a manufacturing defect.. but its an IT effect… i don remember when i used all of the keyboard, it hardly matters even if its working or not.. as a developer u need to remember only ctrl+C and ctrl+V… and  sometimes ctrl+alt+del too, when ur program acts in weird way..neways i liked his suggestion (he was asking for some credit for it in this “ERA OF GLOBAL MELTDOWN AND CREDIT CRUNCH”. Have mercy my frnd, MAY GOD FORGIVE HIM, REST IN PEACE.).  it seems my blog will take away my frustration to the reader of it..(con)Science says, fraustration is neither created nor travels from one mind to another.. i wonder from where did it come in 1st place……so if u find it with u do write it back to me.. i have to kill another 3 hours post lunch… gotcha go.. now its lunch time…


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