Five Point Someone

IBM Star Performer Award - 6/24

2011-06-28T22:44:00.000-07:00

Received this recognition from the hands of Deutsche Bank (our client) director on 6/24...i'm excited!

माझी वाचनकथा

2010-05-24T23:33:00.000-07:00

मला वाचनाची आवड आहे पण मी फार काही चांगले, खोल, अर्थपूर्ण वाचले आहे असे नाही. कथा, कादंबऱ्या, कवितासंग्रह, आत्मचरित्रे मी फारशी वाचलेली नाहीत. बऱ्याच नावाजलेल्या साहित्यिकांची नावेही मला माहीत नाहीत. ज्यांची नावे माहीत आहेत त्यांची पुस्तके मी वाचलेली नाहीत. (आग्रहाखातर काही प्रसिद्ध पुस्तके वाचल्यावर "यात विशेष काय आहे?" असे भाबडे प्रश्न मला पडतात, पण त्या पुस्तकांनी भारावलेल्या लोकांना ते प्रश्न विचारण्याचे धाडस होत नाही.) हे मी अतिशय प्रामाणिकपणे आणि नम्रपणे सांगतो आहे. "मला या विषयाची फारशी माहिती नाही" किंवा "मी काही या विषयातील तज्ज्ञ नाही" अशी सुरूवात करून त्याच विषयावर पुढे तासनतास बोलणाऱ्या किंवा भलेमोठे लेख/पुस्तके लिहिणाऱ्या महान लोकांसारखा कोणताही आव मला आणायचा नाही.

मी काय वाचतो? आणि का वाचतो? ह्या प्रश्नाचे उत्तर देताना खरेच बराच विचार करावा लागला. लहानपणी वाचन हा सगळ्यात आवडता छंद. आणि लहानपणापासून मी हाती लागेल ते पुस्तक वाचायचो. वर्तमानपत्रे, साप्ताहिके, मासिके दिवाळी अंक, कॉमिक्स, सिंहासन बत्तिशी, वेताळ पंचविशी, पंचतंत्र, इसापनीती वगैरे वगैरे त्यावेळची आवडती पुस्तके होती. एकच पुस्तक कितीवेळा वाचावे याचा विचार फारसा केला जात नसे. बोध, तात्पर्य, शिकवण वगैरे काही असते/असावे हे आमच्या खिजगणतीतही नसायचे. पण अजाणतेपणी का होईना पण त्या पुस्तकांनी बालमनावर केलेला परिणाम अजूनही शिल्लक आहे. ("म्हणजे? त्यानंतर तुझी मानसिक वाढ झालीच नाही की काय?" असे कुणाला वाटले तर त्यात बऱ्याच अंशी तथ्य आहे असे मला वाटते.)

माझे बालपण जिथे गेले, तिथल्या एकमेव दुकानात शाळेची पुस्तके वगळता २०/३० पानी बालकथांशिवाय इतर काही मिळत नसे. "शाळेला लायब्ररी आहे" हे वाक्य "गाईला चार पाय असतात" किंवा "सूर्य पूर्वेला उगवतो" या वाक्यांइतकेच बिनमहत्त्वाचे होते. शिवाय अभ्यासाची पुस्तके किंवा रोजचे वर्तमानपत्र वाचण्याचा देखील कंटाळा असलेल्या मित्रमंडळामुळे लायब्ररीत जाऊन पुस्तक वाचणे हे स्वप्नातदेखील येत नव्हते. त्यामुळे घरात आधीचीच असलेली आणि भेट म्हणून मिळालेली पुस्तके ह्यावरच आमची गुजराण चालत असे.

सगळ्यात आवडीच्या पुस्तकांपैकी होती ती बालभारती, कुमारभारती. त्यांतले धडे फारच सुंदर होते, अर्थात परीक्षा नावाच्या एका राक्षसाने त्यातला आनंद अर्धा केला. संदर्भासह स्पष्टीकरण, कवितेचे रसग्रहण, भाषावैशिष्ट्ये असले प्रकार म्हणजे मला साहित्याची चिरफाड वाटे. नुसतंच वाचत जावं आणि त्यातच रमून जावं असं साधं सोपं आयुष्य असतं तर काय मजा आली असती! अनुभवाने सांगतोय, दहावीपर्यंत हे नशीब नव्हतं, पण अकरावी-बारावीत मराठी नव्हतं तरीही मी युवकभारती वाचून काढली, आणि त्या वाचनाचा आनंद अवर्णनीयच होता.

खर तर कुठल्याही वाचनाचा आनंद हा असाच असतो. ज्ञान मिळवण्यासाठीदेखील वाचावं लागतं, पण मग 'फक्त बर वाटतं' म्हणून जर एखादा वाचत असेल तर त्यातही काही चुकीचं नाही. समीक्षक, परीक्षक लोकांची मला कधी कधी कींव येते, एवढं प्रचंड वाचन, पण त्यातून काही आनंद मिळतो की नाही देव जाणे.

तर मग फक्त बरं वाटावं म्हणून वाचत गेलो आणि पुस्तकांनी पण अगदी मन मोकळं केलं. काही पुस्तकांनी हसवलं, काहींनी रडवलं, काहींनी घाबरवलं, काहिंनी अस्वस्थ केलं, काहिंनी भडकवलं आणि काहिंनी बहकवलं.. आणि आजही कोणतही पुस्तक चांगलं की वाईट हे एकाच गोष्टीने ठरत- 'त्याने मनाला हात घातला का?'

कालांतराने या नेहमीच्या पुस्तकांमध्ये अरेबिअन नाइट्स, सिंदबादच्या सफरी, रॉबिन हूड, रॉबिन्सन क्रुसो, फास्टर फेणे, शेरलॉक होम्स, "रशियन लोककथा" नावाचे एक भलेमोठे, लाल कापडी बांधणीतले पुस्तक अशी भर पडली. पुढे चिं. वि. जोशी आणि पुलं आयुष्यात आले आणि अजूनही गेले नाहीत. जातील असे वाटत नाही किंवा त्यांनी जावे असेही वाटत नाही.

पुढे तांत्रिक विषयांवरची पुस्तके वाचावी लागली. त्या पुस्तकांनी माझ्या मनावर, बुद्धीवर आणि एकूण विचारप्रक्रियेवर, वागणुकीवर बराच प्रभाव टाकला आहे. ("हा एक स्वतंत्र लेखाचा विषय आहे" हे वापरून वापरून गुळगुळीत झालेले वाक्य इथे (नेहमीप्रमाणे) चपखल बसते.)

असो, नमनालाच धडाभर तेल गेल्याने आता थोडंफार त्या माझ्या प्रिय पुस्तकांबद्दल..

(बऱ्याच आधी पशाने मला टॅग केले होते त्यावेळी मी काही लिहिले नाही, त्यामुळे हे लिहिताना एक अपराधीपणाची जाणीव आहे (लिहायला काय जातेय?) )

सध्या वाचनात असलेले/शेवटचे वाचलेले वा नुकतेच विकत घेतलेले मराठी पुस्तक (६ महिन्यांपूर्वी :)).
व्यंकटेश माडगुळकरांचं... माणदेशी माणसं

वाचले असल्यास, पुस्तकाबद्दल थोडेसे
:)

आवडणारी/प्रभाव पाडणारी पुस्तके

1. पुलंची मी वाचलेली सगळी पुस्तके

2. चिं वि जोशींची मी वाचलेली सगळी पुस्तके

3. व.पु. ची मी वाचलेली सगळी पुस्तके

4. ज्ञानयोग - स्वामी विवेकानंद, मराठी अनुवादकाचे नाव आठवत नाही आणि सध्या ते पुस्तक माझ्याकडे नाही.

5. मॢत्युंजय - शिवाजी सावंत

अद्याप वाचायची आहेत अशी पुस्तके
"अद्याप वाचावयाच्या पुस्तकांची" यादी मारूतीच्या शेपटीप्रमाणे, भारताच्या मतदार यादीप्रमाणे, राजकीय पक्षांच्या आश्वासन यादीप्रमाणे, माझ्याविषयी मित्रमैत्रिणींना असणाऱ्या तक्रारींच्या यादीप्रमाणे बरीच लांबलचक होईल म्हणून ती देण्याचा प्रयत्न करत नाही.

एका प्रिय पुस्तकाविषयी थोडेसे
बऱ्याच मुली वेगवेगळ्या कारणांनी आवडत असल्या तरी एकाच मुलीशी लग्न करता येईल हे जाणवल्यावर मनुष्य जसा खिन्न होईल तशी खिन्नता मला आता आली आहे. असो आता निवड करायचीच आहे तर सगळ्यांची गोळाबेरीज करून "गोळाबेरीज" ची निवड करावी लागेल. गोळाबेरीज हे पुलंच्या पुस्तकांपैकी माझे विशेष आवडते पुस्तक आहे. ग्रामीण जीवानाचे अविभाज्य अंग असलेली पण पुलंच्या कृपेने शहरातील सुशिक्षित लोकांच्या दिवाणखान्यातही दिमाखाने नांदणारी "म्हैस" याच पुस्तकातली. "घरमालकास मानपत्र", "बंधू आणि भगिनींनो", "सरदी" मधील निखळ विनोद, "माजघरातला स्फिंक्स", "घरगुती भांडणे", "जाल्मिकीचे लोकरामायण" मधील तिरकस विनोद. "मी नाही विसरलो", "एका दिवंगत गंधाचा मागोवा" मधील आठवणीत रमणारा विनोद आणि विशेष आवडणारे "एक नवे सौंदर्यवाचक विधान", "महाभारतकालीन वर्तमानपत्रे" आणि "माझी कु. संपादकीय कारकीर्द". एकूण काय? तर संग्रही असावेच असे हे पुस्तक.

समाप्त...
सागर जाधव

Making up a reputation..

2010-03-12T03:01:00.000-08:00

I don't know why, but these days ppl think I am a wise person who can be consulted on any problems…

during last 12 hours I got 3 requests for help..
first.. when i logged in IM in the morning in office, checking for some news etc, I got pings for some technical help from different project.. some solution was not working due to product incapability and they thought I would get something working…

Then one of my friend asked me why skype was not properly working on his machine…
And at night in the call… the client asked my help to read contents of PDF file through some code… so strange.. :D

I double checked my face in the mirror as soon as I over with the call.. Was there some external signs/some aura which made ppl think me enlightened? Because I was more than sure, nothing has changed internally.. I had quickly checked that too..
• I could not recall table of 13,
• I wished a beautiful girl would stop her car and give me a ride, and nothing happened but a BIG truck passed by… :)
• I did not get even Rs.1 credited to my citibank account that I commanded..

So I was certainly not gifted by some Magical powers (I might not have uttered the correct spells -- but it is the remotest possibility.)

Interestingly, though ppl asked me for so much of help unfortunately but may be bcoz of the good deeds done by my ancestors, I was able to solve all the problems.. :D

Is it some phenomenon called mixing of personal life with the professional one?

I mean I am a software engineer by profession, a successful one. The customer asks so many questions/requirements/seeks help/opinions.. and sometimes I am not able to meet his needs.. but of course that's the part of being successful s/w engineer. In such situations all you have to do is ask more irrelevant questions which he cannot answers.. in Dilbert’s words --"if you cannot convince them, then confuse them", and you are all set still you can keep looking intelligent and expert.

Anyway I needed some damage control steps to change my image permanently.
• First thing I did, I replaced my image in suit on IM with the professional one.
• On the other hand, I shot a couple of emails to client without "Thanks and Regards".
• I called up my friends from desk and spoke in Marathi for long time.
..........................
After all, I want to be Sagar Jadhav; a simple human being and not some Proud Software Engineer. :-)

Studs in satara... ऊर्फ पप्पुचे लग्नं..!

2010-02-16T23:35:00.000-08:00

आम्या मुंबईवरुन स्वत:ची गाडी, भाड्याचा चालक (diver ) व आभ्याला(गाय.) घेऊन शुक्रवारी(११ डिसेंबर) भल्या पहाटे ९:३० वाजता पुण्यात धडकला, म्हणजे पोचला. (पुण्यात गाडी घेऊन खरोखर धडकणं हा श्रीमंती षौक आहे!) शुक्रवारी भल्या पहाटे ७:३० वाजता पश्याने (माझा शाळेतला मित्र) झोपमोड केली, काय तर म्हणे क्रिकेट खेळायचा प्लॅन आहे. मी रात्री ४:३० वाजेपर्यंत कंपनीत खर्डेघाशी केल्याने क्रिकेट खेळणं तर दूरच, पण बघणं पण शक्य नव्हतं. पण अचानक पशाला क्रिकेट खेळायची कशी काय हुक्की आली देव जाणे!

मग मी त्याला समजावलं ते असं - हे बघ पश्श्या.. असा न तसा एकतर तू लवकर आऊट होतोस. बर सगळ्यांना बॉलिंग दिली पहिजे असा काही क्रिकेट्मधे नियम नाही..(How undemocratic!), मग तूझा खेळ क्षेत्ररक्षणापुरता मर्यादित राहतो.. बॅट्स्मनने मारलेला बॉलपण तूझ्याकडेच फार वेगाने येतो नाही; (मॅग्नॅटिक पर्सनलिटी, दुसरं काय?) तसा एखाद्याने चौकार मारण्याला तूझा विरोध अजिबात नाही, पण मग तो चेंडू सीमारेषेच्या थोडासाच बाहेर थांबावा अशी तुझी माफक अपेक्षा असते.. सीमारेषेपलिकडे (खरंतर अलिकडे पण) ५० मीटर पळणं हा वेळेचा तद्दन दुरुपयोग आहे. असो! ह्या विषयावर पश्याचा माझ्याशी मतभेद असल्याने तो खेळायला गेला....वर म्हणे, विन्या आला असता तर मला जरा मॉरल सपोर्ट मिळाला असता.. हम्मं.. तसाही नंतर सामन्याचा स्कोअर ऐकला तर एखाद्याला प्रश्न पडावा- हे क्रिकेट खेळले कि फूटबॉल? असो!

शुक्रवारी दुपारी ९:४० ला अखेर मी, आम्या, आभ्या आणि शशीतल (एकुण ५ हं!) पुण्यावरून कात्रज घाटातून NH4 ने साताय्र्याला निघालो. मधे शशीचा सातारी आग्रह न मोडता आम्ही व्यवस्थित चहापान केलं. सुरुवातीला आभ्याचे भ्रमणयंत्र (तब्बल दुसरया खेपेस) चोरीला गेल्यासंबंधी चर्चा व शेवटी शोकसभा झाली.. :D सगळेच जण आपापल्या क्षेत्रात काम करणारे कंत्राटी कामगार असल्याने गप्पा साहजिकच कोणाचं काय काम चालू आहे, अलिकडे किती SLA बुडाले, आजकाल ऑफशोअरची लोकं कामच करत नाहीत, मग त्याचा ऑनसाईट्च्या लोकांना कसा त्रास होतो अशा वळणाच्या होत्या. हल्ली कोणी जॉब बदलले, कोणाला किती मिळत असेल, कोणा संगणक-सुंदरींची लग्नं झाली ;) अशा गप्पा चालू होत्या. मधेच कोणाची कंपनी जास्त वाईट ह्यावर छोटासा वाद झाला.. (अशा वादात एकेकाळी आव्या जिंकायचा.. his first company was incredibly bad ;) )..शेवटी सगळ्यांच्याच कंपन्या वाईट हयावर सहमती झाली.

सातारय़ात शिरतानाच त्या शहराने एकदम आपली छाप टाकली.. खरंच फार सुंदर शहर!. छोटंसंच इन मीन ४ एक्झिट मधे संपतं, पण चकाचक! देखण्या जुन्या इमारती, प्रशस्त रस्ते, उद्याने, मैदाने .. आणि हवामान तर एकदम झकास.. शहरात पोहचल्यावर आभ्या (इंग.) ला उच्चल्लं आणि विवाह स्थळाकडे प्रस्थान केलं. कार्यालय सातारय़ाच्या बाहेर असल्यानं शेवटच्या टप्प्यात (नेहमीप्रमाणे) रस्ता चुकलो. मग रीतीनुसार, गाडीतले ५ अभियंते ह्यांनी प्रोजेक्ट मॅनेजमेंट, CMM-I प्रोसेसेस आणि 6-sigma मेथडॉलॉजीज ह्यांचा close to २० वर्षांचा (५ जणांचा प्रत्येकी ४ वर्षे) अनुभव वापरला आणि आम्ही अखेर साई आशीर्वाद मंगल कार्यालय, लोणंद रोड येथे पोहचलो.. त्याआधी "Difficulty of path is exponentially proportional to number of stranger engineers in the car" असा आम्ही एक सिद्धांत मांडला, आणि तो लगेच सिद्धदेखील झाला… कारण आमचा मित्र शशिकांत जाधव लग्नाला रस्ता (जास्त) न चुकता पोहचला. पण तो त्याच्या गाडीत एकटाच होता… त्यामुळं बहुतेक ;)

पोहोचताच नवरदेव (आव्या.. सॉरी अविनाश :))ची भेट घेतली आणि म(निषा) वरुन थोडे टोमणे मारले.. :) वाटत होतं सगळं ठीक चाल्लंय पण गंडांतर न करेल तो अव्या कुठला! पठ्ठ्याचा बुट घरी विसरल्यानं श्रीवंदनाला उशीर झाला. आभ्यानं (गाय.) ही जिवाभावाच्या मित्राच्या लग्नात (एका डोळ्यात हसु व एका डोळ्यात अंसु) घेवुन बेफाम नृत्य केलं... आपण सगळे समझु शकतो त्याचे दु:ख! मग आव्यानेही मागे न राहता "जाओ तुम चाहे जहां, याद करोगे वहां" या दु:खमय गाण्यावर गणपती डँन्स केला.. :) बरा झाला.. :D त्यानंतर ज्यासाठी गेलो होतो ते कार्य (जेवण) हाती घेतलं. जेवण खरच मस्त होतं आणि अविनाश इथापेसारखा दिलदार यजमान पण होता.. :p मग भीड न बाळगता संपूर्ण भारतीय पद्धतीने जेवण झालं, लोक अगदी हाताने भात कालवून जेवली.. जेवताना सगळ्या कॉमन मित्रांच्या आठवणी, चौकशा चालू होत्या. मी आणि आम्याने आव्याला मिस केलं. जेवणानंतर ग्रामीण भागातला चहा कसा असतो ह्या औत्सुक्यापोटी एक छोटा अभ्यास दौरा केला. अभिजीत(इंग.), अमित आणि शितल ह्यांनी आनंदाने मार्गदर्शन करण्याचे मान्य केलं.. बाकी सगळं नीट पार पडलं.

आमचा आत्तापर्यंतचा गाडीचा अनुभव आणि घड्याळ बघून, आम्ही लवकर निघण्याचा निर्णय घेतला :) आता परत जायची वेळ आली. सगळ्यांचा निरोप घेवुन आम्ही तरी संध्याकाळी ५ वाजता निघालो. मधेच मामी व मेसवाल्या आंटींना पण भेटलो. आभ्यानं(गाय.) त्याचा व आव्याचा (एवढ्या वर्षांनी का होईना) मामीकडचा हिशोब मिटवला.. बरं वाटलं. थोडावेळ Kbp मधेपण फेरफटका मारला.. कॉलेजचे जुने दिवस आठवले. मग त्याही गप्पा रंगल्या. तेथे थोडेफार फोटो पण काढले. आभ्यानं(गाय.) काळोखाचेही १-२ फोटो काढले(याला फार कौशल्य लागतं राव!)… तरी बरे आले फोटो... :)

शेवटी सातारा सोडलं... अनं कधी पुणं आलं ते कळालंच नाही. आम्हाला पुण्यात सोडुन आम्या मुंबईला गेला. हुरहुर लागणं म्हणजे काय, हे कात्रजला ऊतरल्यावर कळालं. जुन्या मित्रांच्या भेटी-गाठी झाल्या ह्याचा आनंद तर होताच, पण हा दिवस एवढ्या लवकर संपला ह्याचं वाईटही वाटत होतं...

बघू परत कधी असा योग येतो… तोपर्यंत इमेल, सेलफोन आणि स्मृतीचित्रे आहेतच…!

- साग्या

A real life story...Part III

2010-02-10T01:11:00.000-08:00

Ohh so you guys want me to end the story… You are least bothered what i feel about the situation..huh! :)
here I go…

She: I got to go..it's getting late.
(He looks into her eyes…my what moment! I would die for such a moment in my life...sounds so cute n sweet. Anyway so he looks into her eyes and says...)

He: I know you are not getting late...you are trying to run away. Don’t do that. You won’t be able to...because I have tried doing the same hell number of times...running away from you...your presence..your memories...even your smell n touch. But I failed…and now I have started understanding...how u feel.

She: Don’t you think this understanding came quite late?
(he holds her hand and says..)

He: but it's not all that late yaar! We can get back. It's just that we might have to make some extra effort…and let those efforts be such that they don’t look like efforts..:) let’s get back na…?

She: i would love to...falling in love with you was the most silly thing I did...but letting you go was worse than that. You don’t know how bad these nights have been! You'll never know..how much I love you..how much I care. You'll never know about my pain…about my broken heart. You'll never know how much I cried...just lying on my bed and thinking of you. Even the thought of you being with someone else made me shiver. But I thought you deserve someone better...someone who likes you for what you are...not like me who keeps arguing with you…who wants you to change so many things in you. But that’s just because I love you and I want you to be the best. My nagging is just a form of my love for you….. (she was about to cry…)

He: can you just stop talking..?

They both smile and look into each other's eyes...lost...lost as if there is nothing around them...! And they don’t even realize when that holding hands transformed into a tight hug...
Do I need to say anything more?...... J J

A real life story...Part II

2010-01-08T08:05:00.000-08:00

I thought the story deserved a happy ending … you know with all those mushy-mushy lines. But then reality pinched me and I said to my friend... babes’ u r living in fantasies! Wake up..!
Here I’m sharing my thoughts which i gave to my friend. Actually I don’t like to blow my own trumpet (everytime :-D), but this is what I thought of at that time and still firm on it. Let me know if you guyz agree with me or not.

At that time, I think last year, when she (my friend) asked me what should she do..I started thinking… and you know when I think…I think as if I have never thought before... :-) At times when two people decide to go different ways... they create a void, a deep void one in each other's life. It takes hell lot of time to fill that feeling of emptiness that leaves one hollow for life.

Those late night calls… smses…long drives...hours in arms…physical intimacy…hugging after prolonged fights...close dance on symphony of life… having a glimpse at public places and shying away. You tend to miss all that attention and all those moments…and strange thought of getting back crosses your mind. One keeps saying to oneself this should work. We would try harder n stuff…but reality…reality is stranger than fiction. It pokes you… It hurts the most.

I don’t wanna say that one should never change one’s mind...not even trying to say if they chose different ways in life, they should follow that for the rest of their life. All I wanna say is think 100 times before you take that crucial decision of breakup…and if you regret your decision and wanna get back think 200 times. If you love someone it's not easy to.. let that person go…to imagine life without that person. After all he or she is that special one. But if you decide to do so...let that decision come after thorough thorough processing.

Try out all possible means to make it work and even then you fail, it’s time to move on. Don’t blind yourself with words like love...care...moments...romance! They sound intense…okay. These things are intense...but you need to have a reality check done. Love cannot keep you going all your life. Just like a friend of mine says ‘it's all about living together, not loving’. All you need to have is understanding...compatibility...compassion and a feeling of companionship. That’s it!
Said finally...decision is your's.

Will come with the real end later…

A real life story...Part I

2009-12-17T01:40:00.000-08:00

Well I was pretty disappointed with what i wrote in post “Moving ahead”… because people close to me said I’m getting into that web again..and i don’t want to. So i thought of writing something all together different. This one is a mix of fact n fiction…story of someone close to me. I still wish she gets back her love..

Background: The scenario is two people who have been in love.. meet each other after their breakup in a cafe.

(After the usual hi and hellos..they settle down..they try not to look into each other's eye. I guess they fear they might fall in love all over again..but liars..they are still in love. Don’t know they lying to each other or to themselves? She is thinking god he still looks so handsome..what made me leave him..and he thinks she has really got into very good shape… :) The waiter props up... )

He: one black coffee for the lady...

She(in mind): oh he still remembers i like black coffee.

She: One dosa…of course for the guy...

(And they both smile..a restrictive smile..they start talking about what they have been doing off late..a very objective kind of conversation. He gets a call...)

He: Excuse me...!
(He is smiling while talking… )

She(in mind): oh my god.. he is even blushing..must be someone special..oh so he forgot me so soon..n here i m still thinking about him.

(She is caught staring at him..she just smiles and looks away..he joins later…She wants to ask who called up..very desperately..but how can she? She no more has the right to ask..n she puts a plain expression on her face. As if he is reading her mind...he says.. )

He: That was my bro's gf...
(n she takes a deep sigh.)

She(in mind): Of course he hasn’t found someone so soon..he wasn’t that kind of ever.

(She wants to explain she wasn’t being suspicious..it's just how gals are..but she chooses not to speak. While they start having what they ordered.. she realizes.. oh his ringtone...)

She(in mind): that’s my favorite song. I think he still loves me..no.. he doesn’t. that’s his favorite song as well...

He(in mind): She is wearing my favorite color black..no... that must just be a coincidence..

How time has changed..there wasn’t a day when they met and didn’t comment or complimented each other. But of course time has changed..she hands over a tissue to him..n he takes it in such an edgy way..fears he might touch her hand.. oh that’s the reason he didn’t have the usual handshake when we met. There were days when the first thing they wanted to do is hug each other..but now..time has changed..n they start talking about cricket, politics.. movies..n they both wonder it's been an hour n in spite of having different opinions they are coolly talking about everything..no arguments nothing. Have they grown up or is it they don’t bother each other with their opinions? they don’t wanna prove who’s right n who’s not..wish they were like this months before..in that case they would have still being together..but time has changed..will continue to change either…

will continue later…

Marriage | my thoughts

2009-03-15T23:29:00.000-07:00

This post is absolutely not a criteria of mine for my marriage. Its just what i think if i would be asked about it. (Indirectly it means - interested girls, please dont take it otherwise. :D)

My brother’s’ wedding day was over. My father used this event to project me as next candidate.

He soon started gunning for next daughter in law. I needed time to decide on my preferences.I would be discussing here my logic behind my preferences. Here i go...

Height: more than 5’3”
It is said in European countries that height of girl should be such that whenever both kiss, girl should be just on her toes.
Funny but practicality cannot be denied. I certainly did not think of this saying when I decided requisite height.

Job: Must be working
I believe that empty mind is devil’s workshop.
Preference to girl having engineering background.

Job location: Pune
Any other location would do only if change of location to Pune does not affect job.

Education: If the job is fine, education which has resulted in that job should not matter.
No diploma holders.

Background: This might prove to be key preference. I would prefer a girl with semi urban background. Although she has finally to stay at a metro city she would have to stay with a person who has been born & brought up in semi urban and rural background. In addition both my parents are from rural background.

Girl should definitely not belong to Pune. I do not wish to have new family too close for comfort.

Parents: Both of her parents should be alive. Absence of any one is likely to create a void in their life after marriage. And this would lead to undesired access to my family in each and every unpleasant situation. This surely would be a liability.

Parents should have secured livelihood.

Sibling: Again should not create any liability.

Socio-economical background: It should be compatible with that of my family.

Horoscope: It becomes essential in arranged marriage. I will have to be superstitious. I don’t know the person that will be put in my home. I have no option to know it. The only alternative is to trust people who claim to know it.

Looks: average for me.

My parents have additional criteria for her. They don’t want money monger. They wanted only engineer. May be they wanted sheer show off. I had hard time convincing them to scale down the criteria.

I can put a sky high criteria but it should be limited by level of my preparedness for playing a role of husband & responsibilities thereto. I should not expect a thing which is non congruent to my character & lifestyle.

But there is no excitement on my side yet. I am prepared to compromise. I have identified areas where I would need to do so. The only thing remained is level of compromise needed in respective field. And that will be decided by girl that comes in my life.

Don’t want god to keep busy by crossing my fingers!

इस बार नहीं

2008-12-29T06:17:00.000-08:00

इस् बार् जब् वो छोटी सी बच्ची मेरे पास् अपनी खरोन्च् ले कर् आयेगी
मैन् उसे फू फू कर् नहीं बेहलाऊन्गा
पनपने दुंगा उसकी टीस् को
इस बार नहीं

इस् बार् जब् मै चेहरोन् पर् दर्द् लिख देखून्गा
नही गाउन्गा गीत् पीडा भुला देने वाले

दर्द् को रीसने दून्गा,उटरने दून्गा अन्दर् गेहरे
इस बार नहीं

इस् बार् मै ना मरहम् लगाऊन्गा
ना ही उठाऊन्गा रुइ के फहेय्
और् ना ही कहूंगा कि तुम् आखें बंद् करलो,गर्दन् उधर् कर् लो
मै दवा लगाता हुं
देखने दुंगा सबको हम् सबको खुले नन्गे घाव्
इस बार नहीं

इस् बार् घावों को देखना है
गौर् से
थोडा लम्बे वक्त तक्
कुछ् फ़ैसले
और् उसके बाद् हौसले

कहीं तो शुरुवात् करनी ही होगी
इस् बार् यही तय् किया है !

-प्रसून जोशी

Ingawale (Shravan bal)

2008-09-23T01:37:00.000-07:00

As per last post i will start off with my friendlist. Sorry guys to bit late but its better to be late than never... :D

Abhijit ...

We met for the first time during first year of engineering and barring one semester, have been virtually inseparable right through college and all the exams, especially the dreaded viva voce ones. He was my project partner and was perhaps my lucky mascot for the exams and some of my best project vivas have been with him sitting in the next chair.

He is intelligent, technically sound and used to get highest marks in college days among us.
A genuine person in the truest sense of the word, there is nothing put-on or artificial about him. He is comparatively less talkative, but genuinely good listener and true to his heart. Ready for anything to do, anywhere to go; at anytime. One more thing come to my mind when it comes to abhijit is his love for his GF; currently his better half. i will specifically like to quote here that he is intense lover. He loves movies; literally dies to watch movies. He likes to play cricket too.

This guy got married in June 2K7 and is expecting an addition to the family; early next year (came to know yesterday only :D). He has the honor (?) of being the first of the pack to put an end to his singleton status, even before any of the girls could do so.

All The Best, Buddy!!!

My soulmates

2008-05-29T03:26:00.000-07:00

Hmm, it has been quite a long time ever since I visited blogland. I will start off with an ode to those individuals who made my wonder years... my friends!!! What follows in these pages will be sketches of these individuals as I have percieved them. In their own ways, these wonderful people have walked the walk of life along with me. So guys, here goes...

*The order of names in this page is NOT an indication of your importance (or lack of it) to me!!

Death

2008-04-02T03:12:00.000-07:00

When I was 17, I read a quote somewhere like “If you live each day as if it is last, someday you most certainly will right”
It made an impression on me and since then I look in the mirror every morning and ask myself if today will the last day of my life what I wanna do ...what I am about to do today. And whenever the answer is been “No” for too many days in a row, I know; I need to change something. Remembering that all be dead soon, helped me make the big choices in life.
Because almost everything, all external expectations, our pride, our fear of embarrassment and failure, these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die, is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to loose. You are already naked. There is no reason, not to follow your heart.
Death is a useful but purely an intellectual concept. No one wants to die. Even people, who wanna go to heaven, don’t wanna die. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one is ever escaped it and that is as it should be. Because death is, the very likely, the single best invention of life. It clears out the old to make the way for the new. Right now the new are we.
But some day not you want from now; you will gradually become old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic but its quit true. Your time is limited. So don’t waste it living someone else’s life.
Don’t be trapped by dormant which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions ground out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
In late 60’s there was a publication – Whole Earth, created by Stuart Brand. On the back cover of their final issue, there was a photograph of an early morning country road. The words below that photograph were “Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish”. The farewell message they signed off was “Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish”.
And I always wished that for myself – “Stay Hungry, Stay Foolish”.

Hey ma .. i got this ultimately...!!

2008-03-20T02:05:00.002-07:00

Moving ahead

2008-02-04T01:38:00.000-08:00

moving ahead…mere two words and they define almost half of our life…don’t they? you fell in love with your high school friend…but she loved someone who was smarter than you... your friends say c'mon keep moving ahead. you start liking your school teacher and gosh she is married…same words come again. you start liking the gal next door…shez elder to you and already has a handsome bf…and again the same words…the friend whom you always envy scored better in board exams…shit how can that happen?? you worked harder than him. god is so unfair…then comes again keep moving ahead…but do we actually move ahead?? i don’t know. at times we do…at times we don’t. at times we don’t want to…at times we want to, but we cant… sounds funny ??

but i just feel why don’t we move ahead with some basic things on life?? why don’t we accept them?? your friend deserved someone smarter than you...that’s why she was with the guy she was. your school teacher just got too late...lolz. The gal next door just remains to be next door...and i bet your friend worked equally hard for his exams…but none of us would accept that...and if we do, we might get into this web of depression. you start feeling i’m not good enough...and somewhere i guess we all start feeling that way…

To be honest im someone who has lived with that kind of thing... rarely. dont know why?? because i never fell in love with gal next door…i always scored better than parents expected…and we didn’t have that much beautiful teachers… to had crush upon. therefore nowdays im in search of myself. this is about me. What about you people??

Think over it. Will continue later…

Welcome 2008

2008-01-07T02:22:00.000-08:00

*Yaaaawn*

So is it that time of the year again? A time when winter is at its peak, when you eat a lot of Gajar ka Halwa, gain a few kgs. It is January the first, the first day of a new year. To tell you something, I don't really believe in the New Year spirit... No, no, I'm not completely cynic (only like 36%), it is just that I'm too much of a lazy bum to get out of the cosy covers and run around calling every other chum out there who's probably as much of a lazy bum as I am...

So well, this post is obviously late in coming... no I am not apologizing, just finger pointing at my busy schedule for that ("He did it!"). It will spill out some nonsense about me, but otherwise its just fine for idle slumps like me (and you) to read this post thinking there is something interesting out of it. I believe you won't, but since you have decided to read it (I assume you have because you have come this long) better get on with it.

Q: What had you done in 2007 that you had never done before?
A: Joined my first job of my life :)

Q: What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?
A: Probably will go onsite to US (only my client knows it when :))

Q: What do you wish you had done more of 2007?
A: Letting go...

Q: What song(s) will always remind you of 2007?
A: Has to be "Inn dino dil mera" and "Jaane kya chaahe mann bawra"

Q: What date from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory and why?
A: The 29th of jan @ 1.40 midnight :) I got selected in Cybage…

Q: What did you get really, really, really excited about?
A: Oh! It was that trippy trip ;)

Q: What was the best thing you got in 2007?
A: The book “anything for you mam” :) (Oh I know I'm obsessed of reading!)

Q: What places did you visit this year?
A: Alibaug with colleagues and Essel world (Mumbai) with friends :P

Q: What was the best book(s) you read in 2007?
A: Five point someone, some of marathi short stories and Jeffery Archer's. (Some more, too,I guess)

Q: What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
A: Cut my cake at office and went out with chums to Mc D's... I was 24.

Q: What do you think was your wrong decision in 2007?
A: Should have say “yes” to her... :(

Q: What was/were your favourite film/s this year?
A: Chak De, Jab we met and my favourite Taare Zameen Par.

Q: Who did you miss the most among relatives and friends?
A: My besty who moved to New jersy :(

Q: What did you hate most about yourself this year?
A: Being moody (rarely) and being late to office.

Q: Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
A: Telling a former virtual best friend all about my childhood.

Q: If you could go back in time to any moment of 2007 and change something, what would that be?
A: It was when in the client interview i said "ubiquitous computing" instead of "computing everywhere" that made the client ask me what the significance of ubiquitous computing was... as expected, I did not know!

Q: Did you do any act of benevolence this year?
A: This year? Not really. Well in case it meant last year, I must have fed a dog, given up a seat in PMT for senior citizens and beautiful gals heee... diminutive favours ;)

My 2008 wish list:

1) Learn some more automation tools; Dot net 3.0 and most of all Linux.
2) Have a beast of a machine for a laptop.
3) Follow more healthy routine!
4) You and I and others stay happy :)

And Yawwn!

So a very Happy New Year to you!

Fare you well :)

Taare Zameen Par

2007-12-26T06:17:00.000-08:00

Initially i was in dilemma whether this movie worth to see in fame, mumbai with my fokesh grp by paying Rs. 220/- each (huh.. such a huge amount for me) on christmas eve. but kudos to amir khan for proving me wrong by giving a brilliant dekko into the mysterious, magical mind of a child. Ostensibly, the film is about children with special needs and the story revolves around the efforts of a dyslexic child to fit in, adjust and perform in a 'normal' world where competition is the norm.

The story is unusual but not unknown. The message that the story tries to convey is already known to us, but most of us just remain ignorant to it. aamir, the director, has handled the delicate theme with sensitivity and precision. He has not just succeeded in making every child a hero but actually helped me see a child in myself. Just like no man is perfect, no matter what position he commands in the society, every child with both their ability and inabilities is special and talented in their own way. The movie isn’t just about a child suffering from dyslexia and his challenges, it’s also about how our parents get carried away by today’s competitive world and fail to understand their child’s dreams and nurture their inborn talents.

unlike any other enlightening entertainer which focuses more on the hero, i think aamir has given the child more footage by showing his name after the child. he has captured every emotion deftly. A number of sequences leaved me wet eyed and i felt deeply attached to the child. At the end of the movie i was left speechless and spellbound.

Darsheel safary, the kiddo, delivers a knockout performance. His expressions, body language, eyes, dialogue delivery – absolutely perfect. Aamir Khan as usual is excellent in a supporting role. i as aamir fan was disappointed to see him missing in the first half. tisca chopra (mother) is good. music by shanker – ehsaan - loy is great and lyrics by prasoon joshi are brilliant, they blend well with the movie. the documentary shown after the movie is too good.

However the movie is not without its share of flaws. i think the editing could have been tighter; it tends to drag a bit while being repetitive at times.

but the film never stopped tugging at my heartstrings.

Mothers and daughters - philosophical

2007-12-10T01:38:00.000-08:00

...If any gal stay outside home for a long time...it accounts for her mom's thunderbolts and cloudbursts (on her head). After all, mothers have to worry about their daughters not working in the house and wasting their time roaming outside(may b with their bfs heee). all mothers think that daughters wastes the precious time they could spend (which the daughters invariably read as "waste") keeping their rooms clean, learning to cook (for their worse better halves) and of course, by studying (to find a better half for whom they eventually have to cook). I do not know which one is done to get the other. The education to get the better half, the better half to get the cooking (eventually), or the education for cooking?

Murphy is so right when he says, "Mothers only offer advice on two occasions: when you want it and when you don't..."

Never mind mothers and daughters... because in my opinion, mothers and daughters can and will do whatever they want, whenever they want and however they want. We guys (and men) will usually say- a mother has a beautiful, mysterious and strange aura around her, but then that comes only because of the fact that no matter how hard a son tries, he cannot understand his mother better than she understands him. And then an equal and opposite reason lies behind the thunderbolts and cloudbursts between the mother and the daughter. A mother can never understand a daughter better than the daughter understands her mother. Feels strange? But that is true. A daughter actually understands her mother better than anyone else. And the "anyone", oddly enough, also encompasses the grandmother!

Wedding Syndrome

2007-11-28T01:07:00.000-08:00

Now diwali buzz is over and wedding season is taking it’s place to step towards its peak… As we all know… our beloved friend satish aka ‘chaddya’ (informally we call him with this name to show lot of respect :) ) is tying his knot to medico pravina… He must be in the seventh heaven and his exhilaration is palpable… but as said earlier he will soon become an inanimate object just like a sofa or a cushion for that matter heh heh
But I have some different views to this event…

I think this event is none less than a festival time for us as we all will be meeting for this event. This is really a nice thing to happen particularly at this point of time when lotz has happened about GT,when every one of us is feeling the heat of workload and unable to find any time to pamper ourselves. We are connected and wired round the clock… courtesy this world wide web (www). But a chance to personally see and chat with our old mates really adds spice to our relationships. It will allow us a chance to rediscover and strengthen that old bond of friendship. Personally for me it will be one of the nicest experiences in the recent time. A bunch of good old friends to chat with, best cuisine in the town to satiate your taste buds, lots of fokas(I think we should recommend Oxford guys to add this word in dictionary :)) and a whole night to spare. hmmm and few drinks to add icing on the cake. can life get better than this ??????
We couldn't get enough of it even though we stayed till late hours.

I guess, everyone is eagerly waiting for this …… me too.

Sigh of relief

2007-10-30T22:11:00.000-07:00

Last month was one of my worst days of life. My mother was sick - suffering with Cervical Vertebra (here pains goes from head to one of hand thru spine leaving you unmovable) rather struggling with life taking unbearable pains. I think pains hardly were her concern. Her big concern was what will happen to her family posthumous her.

We took her to the best doctors of our area… hospitalized her. Treatment was going on but the expected relief was not coming through. Life was scary enough for me. May be because i’m more attached to her.

Those days she was not talking much and I used to keep running out of things to say. So generally i was trying to keep her company for a bit of time in weekends. She was confined to bed and was fairly lonely in her room alone so i used to try my best to drop in as often as possible.

Even now i can feel the moments we had spent together during her illness. The only difference was - I used to sit by her head seeing helplessly and she used to flutter with hell lot of pains incessantly taking through out day-night all the way.

Only few selected school friends were continuously in touch with me to give me all sorts of help. i'm truly obliged to all of them for their support and love towards me. But the one who is going thru that situation, knows the tension and stress which has no end. You really can’t expect much from relatives, friends. It is only our strengths that can give us energy to face such situations stout heartedly.

By god’s grace....blessings of well wishers, she came out of this, a month after and recovering very well. After those stressful days, i think we all breathed a sigh of relief and settle into a more peaceful, routine life.

But i cant forget those dark nights of fear.

I'm thankful they are history now.

My Metamorphosis....

2007-10-19T02:06:00.000-07:00

My journey from childhood to now.

Its funny how pictures sometime reveal more than the people themselves!

Salaam India....!!!

2007-09-27T23:31:00.000-07:00

Roads turn into dance floors; firecrackers go off to all over; and people are busy calling and SMSing their near and dear ones...
This wasnt a scene of any Diwali fest.. rather it was India's victory against Pakistan in the spectacular, enthralling and nail-biting Twenty20 World Cup Championship final on monday...

An India-Pakistan cricket match is never short of excitement. so it was monday as the asian titans tested each other skills, temperament and nerves at bulls ring.....

India once again proved that when it comes to World cup cricket, they come on top against their green opponents....

Team india was not having big names in its kittie but overflowing with infectious exuberance..
led by cool captain dhoni who urged them to just enjoy themselves...
It was Gautam Gambhir's mature and crucial knock of 75 in 54 balls after the top order had floundered...which lead to a respectable 156 runs in 20 overs...

Though giving a good start, pakistan's middle line-up collapsed too...Pakistan's last hope was Misbah-ul-Huq, and he tonked Bhajji for 3 huge sixes ...and suddenly pakistan were back in the match.....

now pakistan needing 13 runs from the last over, with one wicket left... Misbah clouted a six and it seemed all over for india.....then he got too cute-trying to scoop that went straight to sree santh.....ohhhhh

The crowed erupted, as did millions of viewers in homes and offices thro'out india....and team india had the big championship that fans have waited almost for two decades.....

Irfan Pathan was adjudged Man of the Match for his brilliant bowling figures of 4-0-16-3.....

Three Cheers to Indian Cricket Team....!!! Hipp hipp huryeeeee........

Five Point Someone.....!!!

2007-09-19T06:03:00.000-07:00

Recently I intrigued while reading FPS (Five Point Someone) because it relate us with
heroes of that book.. the friends of IIT ‘s….Alok, Ryan and Hari and easily reminisced our
college days one by one…

how we were in our college??.... careless, moody, nothing to do anything about study till S.E.…..always enjoying quirks on each-other, mami’s pohe, butter chicken of balaji and last but not least FOKAS…. in short life was so much of fun for us.

That’s why, we get off to a bad start in our alma mater - KBP but who cared..?? we screw up the first year. And while we tried to make amends, things only have gotten worse. It took us a while to realize: If you try and screw with the system, it comes back to double screw you. eventually, we FLUNKED in S.E. which crestfallen us. Before we knew that, we were at the lowest echelons of engineering society. We had a five-point-something GPA out of ten (very low marks), ranking near the end of our class. These marks were a tattoo that remained with us, and came in the way of anything else that matters - our friendship, our future, may be some of us’s love lives. While the world expects engineer’s to conquer the world, we guys were struggling to survive. Nothing to say more…you know.

Now, we almost all, are taking heavy packages. Prima facie it may seem so easy to reach this level but wonder how we have rubbed our asses in T.E.& B.E. while mugging Video and other subjects. At that time, i never thought this can b happened with me …or us we can say. getting a job or starting a blog may not be a big deal for others but it means a lot to us guys……what say??

So guys, giving rest to your lackadaisical attitude, be ready to share your knowledge, sheer xperiences and most important don’t hesitate to share your problems too. We are a family. And we cant just be alive without our family..right?? Winding up with this…bye. Keep rocking.