The Change Fundas

" Where there is Zen there may be Yen" No this is just a line that I read sometime back from the article in TOI...from the " mind over matter" section I usually like to devour on sundays! The last particular week has whizzed in a very wierd way.Its strange how life unfolds as a puzzle everyday! Though the fun lies in not struggling to solve it but living as the pawn which is pushed to move by the throw of the MIGHTY dice( what is it here, i am still struggling to find!!) As usual, while I was pondering over the fact that again the week is finished beofre it started, and its 11 PM and its a good idea to sleep coz its monday again tom..... It stuck upon me ..that this also happens to be the last week of the yEAr!! It will be 2006! wierd the way things have moved .... last time on this day , when the Tsunami struck.... " I was busy trying to prepare for my MBA exam..with bhai.. the paper passed...and me and bhai were supposed to " meet the parents" ...

The four day symposium finished. The IRSI-2005 ( www.radarindia.com )! Well it was very very differnt experiance of my life.. All the conferences attended earlier have been sales meets, distributor meets! Everyone is talking rhetoric, people with their masquerades, swanky looks, latest cell phones, neat sleek laptops and everything that seems to represent power and big money! And here I was in a place swarmed by Scientists, Phd's from DRDO's LABs, IRSO, senior Phd's from Spain, Colarado State Univ, and EU and the everywhere. Senior people who have worked with our prez.Abdul Kalam.... Everyone looked very different. Too simple. Shabby. Nonchalant about surrounding. Presenting very high level papers on various new technoligies, that have been working on since so loong. And I was grappling with my B.tech fundaz trying my level best not to drift to dozing off.. At one point , I felt I should persue my higher edu, do an MS, a Ph.D, Present a novel paper myself! The four day sym...

Even though the day was pretty eventful, this needed to be blogged first! Though had slept pretty late after getting late watching Bluffmaster with Akku 2 Garuda mall @ MG road! , I was awoken @ 0545Hrs!! Was up thinking why !!??? What woke me up? Could not get it... The second day at the Radar symposium was very interesting and strking difference from other conferances attended. But through the day, i just could not find out why i got up so early, inspite of being overtired! Papa called in the evening, came to know that mom got very high BP in the morning and dad had to rush for checkup! Very surpring , as mom has never had high BP. Talked for a long time , then called up Sudeep Bhaiya,....and was relieved a little bit. But then it stuck me !! I got up because my mom was in pain!! This is not the first time I have felt this connection...... Its a scary feeling though!!!! The previous one was way back during my sophomore days.Dad was in coimbatore ( he was posted there) Mom was in Mum...

Hey!! for those who did not know..... Pretty soon, The famous IT HUB of My Super India will be called Bangaluru... cuz thats the way it is pronounced in Kannada, the local language... The fact is that I am going to bangalore for this week.. (Yay) No Its not a vacation.. Bah! Its work Representing L&T I will be a part of the 4 member team for IRSI 2005, www.radarindia.com Yes it is an international forum where people across the globe are presenting papers on various technologies on RADAR development.. Will detail Li'l later..

Is it right to let go of a person? Is it easy to let go of a person? My Nani’s real brother in Kalka, had multiple heart attacks last night. Another friends grandmother had an attack yesterday. It got me praying and wishing for the their quick recovery. But this though did cross me my mind, “How strange is this human feeling of clutching to their near and dear ones”. I may be sounding very inhuman, but is it not a fact know to human beings for life long!! What is this vicious circle of attachment that we as humans are hard wired to? A sub-routine imprinted in our processors, we cannot edit/delete/control it? Is it not questionable that how our lives are ruled by rules which are not so logical sounding. We boast of being scientific in our views and approaches, but the biggest doctors have at one point or other lost close ones to “the truth of death”! But the perennial question would still remain? Who decides when is the persons time to go? Fate / destiny / Karma/ Ill-wishes / Black Magi...

This new word / name, as desired bysomeone to be associated with me, came out to be an interesting new word to be learnt. Though the origins for the namer was not purely definable, but more towards "sounded" like good.. But it came out to be pretty inetersting. So the following is hel from WIKIPEDIA to help all with more on the word From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Jump to: navigation , search For other uses, see Waldo (disambiguation) . Waldo ( 1940 ) is a novella by Robert A. Heinlein originally published in Astounding Magazine . It is also available in the book Waldo & Magic, Inc. . A crippled genius named Waldo lives in an orbital habitat and works earthside via remote manipulators he developed . They were described as having the shape and dexterity of a human hand, thus allowing them to handle any human tool, including another manipulator. They were available in a variety of sizes, from micro-manipulators to construction sized. In the modern sense, a waldo is...

When so much is going on in your mind .. its such a good idea to see how another person veiws your views as... " What is the meaning of life? That, right there is a very poignant question. You can deliberate on it for days at a stretch and still not find the answer. Alternatively it can come as a revelation in a split second, the meaning of life. The answers, the priorities, the experiences they all contribute to that single meaning, that single perception, to bringing out the individual in you and me. So if the question is that difficult to answer then why am I so focused on it right now? Well everyone hits a crossroad in life when they stand at the threshold of the realization that they are adults. I am not just talking about the “ability to vote” adults, but “my decisions and choices affect my life” type of adults. Decisions and confrontations, its amazing how the two are intertwined with one another and its also incredulous how we as people or adults sometimes consciously or ...

Yes I know this is piracy.. I am publishing published articles..Articles Published by he times group.. In economic times So hey..If there is a piracy police waiting to cath me.. please note that i have mentioned these are their articles.. and why did they allow me to copy.. to republish no.. so here they are:; S P I R ITUAL Q U OTI E NT What's a minute if size is all that matters? • MUKUL SHARMA AMONG all the award winning one-minute feature films made was an amazing one called Zoom which tried to rub into us the insignificance of life on Earth, humanity in particular and the human condition in general — in a matter of 60 seconds. It starts with the camera “located” somewhere outside of space and time, showing, in effect, a completely blank screen with just one small dot in the centre. Then the camera starts zooming in. As it does the dot grows bigger, fills the screen totally, and explodes. We’re looking at the Big Bang of creation. The zoom continues seamlessly and enters t...

" No.. no no no... No way! Not happening... HAHAH no , no wait! " wait.. before you start racing in what direction these No..s lined up...They are not.. No They are what I have been saying since the last 2 odd months.... Saying no to what.. No.. wait.. before you again veer off....Not no to this girl.. but NO to the fact that How can so many things keep turning out to be similar.. Ranging from various thought patterns and belief systems.. to certian.. desires.. one of the shoking ones being my In-nate deire to learn Sanskrit.. and wait... not just learn it.. but to learn for the exact same reasons... and it kept happenieng.. till I stopped counting and listing... Yes till I have defined who is she in my life... Wait.. you people jump I tell you.. I have defined that she is me from a parallal dimension.. from a planet Far far away... HAHAHAHAHAHA Ya from one of those wierd universis that you would have earlier seen in serials of Star Trek.. ( i heard some one say Vulcan!!.. HA...

Yes ..Numbers and figures can be attarctive and intriguing to some people... This one comes as a result of a randon calculations in my mind...Well what i sarted to calculate how many times I would have had a bath since I was born... but eventually.. i calculated.. that I have lived for Nine Thousand One Hundred and Twenty Five Days ( as on 18th April 2005)...not too much though!!

Its inetersting to write to a balnk audience, to write your heart out to some-one who just might be reading. Though the concept started as a personal weB LOG, and found its way through the flow of life. Just like me, this new female friend is also pretty perplexed to learn that a new fact. A new fact which is quite contaray to the usual belief of " Seeing is believing" A concept whihc I read in a book from Dr. Wayne Dyer Called "You will see it when you believe it" It has been an interesting discovery for me too, in the last year or so. If and when yo start believing in something, most of the things around you seem to fall in sync with that belief.. Well more of that in coming entries.. Coming to a very nice thought put forward very simple but is so so true by one my Yo-Buddies.( www.groups.yahoo.com/yobuddies )Mr. Rajat Setia in reply ty outburst last week.. " yaaro ......baat badi chhoti si hai duniya mein sabmil jaata hai bas sacche dost nahin milte aur d...

Poetic Terrorism WEIRD DANCING IN ALL-NIGHT computer-banking lobbies. Unauthorized pyrotechnic displays. Land-art, earth-works as bizarre alien artifacts strewn in State Parks. Burglarize houses but instead of stealing, leave Poetic-Terrorist objects. Kidnap someone & make them happy. Pick someone at random & convince them they're the heir to an enormous, useless & amazing fortune--say 5000 square miles of Antarctica, or an aging circus elephant, or an orphanage in Bombay, or a collection of alchemical mss. Later they will come to realize that for a few moments they believed in something extraordinary, & will perhaps be driven as a result to seek out some more intense mode of existence. Bolt up brass commemorative plaques in places (public or private) where you have experienced a revelation or had a particularly fulfilling sexual experience, etc. Go naked for a sign. Organize a strike in your school or workplace on the grounds that it does not satisfy your need for ...

The weekend ended on Monday morning with a mild headache still remaining. Still remaining as a backlog of the Saturday night movie marathon! Along with roommates ended up watching old English movies starting with Sahara, and via Scary movie1 (Pretty cool, as usual) and ended up watching some gore movies of the likes of Final destination 2 and some weird 28 days. Major event being my anger outburst mail to my yo-buddies friends, specifically pointed to Pali, who just loves to itch people to the limit, till they develop a rash! Yes Gurbir did mail back immediately with soothing balm, and ya today morning Puneet was there with his usual tincher to put an end to my pain. ( yah pain ending with pain). As the Sunday evening was ending with some amazing sequel to the "Bunty bus vich rech gaya joke" from Bhaiya and Bhabi, I decided to study some Radar ( Scholnik ) before dozing off. But ended up staring the book for 15 odd minutes and veering to think what all i wanted to achieve in ...

This entry took quite long time to reach heer. Main reason being, me desire to change from rare blogger to a frequent blogger! Till a good friend correctly pointed out that I just cannot write about everything about myself in a single blog entry!! As a part of the continous process of understanding more about life and people and aurroundings, I will tell you about how last few months have passed. How from 26th feb2005 when I came to mumbai, after changing my job from delhi, till about 1st weeks of september, the events brought about permanent changes in my perception! Staring from being lucky enough to look up a place to crash very close to my aunt and more surprsingly very close to my office( quite a feat in a place like Mumbai) to the very high pressure working environ. Right from experiances of deep desire to run away froim the job to having CBI coming to the office arresting out boss ( for absolute wrong reason.. but law in India has its own course). Having those times,feelings, s...