Saturday, October 16, 2010

Appreciation

Appreciation is a word that consist of only 12 characters... and seems to be a simple word.

This simple word "Appreciation" has brought a great difference in many of ours life. Everyone wants to be appreciated for his/her hard work.
It feels great when your deeds are being appreciated by others.

Have you ever noticed what does this word "APPRECIATION" wants to say to us. It say's I am missing my best friend "U"(You).
This word has all the vowels except "U".

Hence it always searches for "U". Once they meet each other, "U"(YOU) feels great.

It boost energy in everyone...
acts as a catalyst...
and develops a keen interest to do things in much better way.

I have came across of so many incidents which proves that with being appreciated I and many others had performed well and am sure this also happens with you all.

From now onwards I will be appreciating him/her for their good deeds and hope this may bring a moment of happiness in their life.

Lets join hands,....spread happiness and make our world more cheerful and loveable to live.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

Computer Programming ki maya

Bahut confusion hai Yaar....
stack overflow ho raha hai...
Exception finally mein catch nehi ho raha hai..
Singleton instance baar baar create ho raha hai..
Life static ho gayi hai...
PerGem space baar baar aa raha hai..
Multi Threading samajh mein nehi aaraha hai...
Yaar dangling pointers dandia khel rahe hai...
Garabage collector bhi kaam nehi kar raha hai...
Pata nehi application ka kya hoga...
Client pagal hoye ja raha hai...
Aur devloper hairan pareshan baitha hai...
Hai re computer science tera leele aparam para hai...

Saturday, July 31, 2010

EHSAAS...PYAAR KA

Yeh Pyaar kya hai? kaise hota jata hai? kyun hota hai? Khudko pata hi nehi chalta hai yeh ehsaas kab se humare dil mein apna kabzza bana leta hai.....

Is duniya mein agar koi aisi cheez hai jo kabhi nehi marti, woh hai pyaar ka ehsaas, kyun ki yeh ehsaas to ek se doosre ko, doosre se teesre ko aur aise hi se aanginathe logon ke paas se hoti hue jati hai.....aur jahan se bhi gujarti hai wahan ek anokha khusiyan bikharti hue jati hai. Mere khayal se iski suruwaat to har insaan ke paida hone se pehele hi ho jati hai. Aur iska sabse bada shrey jata hai iss duniya mein sabhi "MOTHERS" ko. Jab koi bacha paida hota hai to usko sabse pehele "Maa" ehsaas dilati hai ki pyaar kya hai. Aur woh navzaat rota hua sishu bacha bhi iss ehsaas ko mehsus kar chuka hota hai. Yeh to ek anokha karisma hai. Yeh to hue baat..... kaise pyaar ka ehsaas ek insaan ke andaar janam leta hai.

Jaise jaise hum log bade hote jate hai humari zarooratein bhi badalti jati hai. Chaahe woh insaan ho ya janwar...har kisiko kuch na kuch zyada chahiye hi hota hai.
Hum log jab school jaate thee....hum naye dost banate hain aur un sab mein se kuch baade hi khaas langotia yaar baan jate thee. Yeh bhi ek pyaar hai jise hum dosti
ka naam se jante hain.

School se jab college jate hain phir kuch aur zarooratein badalti jati hai....kisi ko bike chahiye to kisiko mobile...laptop...
sone ki chain...aur kaiyon ko to GIRL FRIEND chahiye.... Ise hum pyaar na kahe to acha hai...
PAR kuch aise deewane bhi hote hai jo is umaar mein ya isse bhi pehele WOOOHHH!!! wala pyaar kar baithe hain
...aaareee yaar "Saath jeene marne wala pyaar". Kuch kamiyaab hote hain aur kuch nehi.

Aaj kal to yehi "Saath jeene marne wala pyaar" saab ke saar chad ke bol raha hai.
Agar kisi bhi umaar ke insaan ko randomly poocho ge ki yaar tumhe kisi se pyaar hai? .... Uska jawab to aap logon ko pata hi hoga.....

Yeh bhi ek achi baat hai ki haar insaan mein abhi tak yeh ehsaas kisi na kisi ke liye zinda hai aur rahena bhi chahiye,
Kyun ki jab kisi ko pyaar hota hai uski Life bhi change ho jati hai...Uski duniya to khusiyon ke haar rang se bhaar jati hai.
Iske bahut sare effects and side effects bhi hote hain. Par baada mazza aata hai unn side effects mein bhi.

Humare aas paas kitne pyaar karne wale hain aur haar pyaar karne walon ka apna hi ek anokha love story hota hai jo ki woh apne yaar doston se batate batate nehi
thakte. HAAR love story ko kamiyaab banae ke peeche kai sare logon ka haath hota hai jaise ki chocolate banane wali companiyan, gulab bechne wale dookan dar, love
stories banane wale film industry.....aur aaj ke zamane mein to sabse bada yogdaan iss telecome company ka hai.

Bahut sare aisi cheezein hain jisko dekh ke hum log maan hi maan mein muskuratein hai aur apne purane yaadgaar lamhoon mein kho jate hain, Jaise ki......
friendship day mein kisiko gulab ka phool de ke dost banana...
chai wale ke dukan ke samne rooz rooz kisi ka intezaar karna...
nachahate hue bhi GYM jaake weight loose karna...
uut patang si harkaat kaar ke kisi ki chehere pe muskurahat lana...
kisi ke ghaar ke samne, park mein gool gool chakar kaat na...
kisi ko subhe shaam achi achi msg bhejna...
miscall karna...
kisi ke liye assignment likh na...
bhari mehfil mein kisi ke liye gaana... aisa hi kai yadein judee hote hain hum sab ki yaadon mein.

AAYE MERE DOSTON IS NAYAB EHSAAS KO YUUHI BANTENTE CHALO AUR PURE KAYENAAT KO ISIKE RANG SE BHARDO TAAKI NAFRAT KE LIYE KOI RANG HI NA BACHE.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Confused (!@!)

It was monday early morning at around 5:30, I wake up bcuz of the stupid power cut. I couldn't concentrate on my sleep and dream but Still then I decided to sleep for some more time. I cann't tolerate any more....started sweating, waked up and went towards the balcony in drowsyness. I looked up to the sky and then looked down. I couldn't see my bike on the road, I bend down little bit to check it again. In the drowsyness I thought I am in the set of a filmalaya studio....suddenly a scene of "Raju Bangaya Gentleman" flashed in my mind..... Then i return back to reality and realized that my bike has been stolen. I rushed to the washroom, washed my face and ran back to balcony and looked down again for re-confirmation. Now I was sure that some one has stolen my cocktail wine red color pulsar 180 cc bike bearing vehicle no DL4S-BC-7920.

I called my younger brother and went down stairs to have a look around in a hope of getting my bike. The 1st floor uncle and aunt asked me where is ur bike....I said its gone....in a sad voice. At that time I couldn't understand what to do exactly. They suggested to call on 100 no and complaint about this. I and cheeku came upstairs. I called no 100 and complaint...and around 30 mins a call came from Bindapur police station. They had asked me to come over there. In my mind I was thinking that may be they have found my bike and calling me just for verification. I took bath, prayed god and get ready for Bindapur police station.

I reached over there around 8:15am and after 15 mins the incharge asked me to give a complaint in written. While returning back to room from police station...I was thinking what to do next and how to handle this situation...My cell rings up and it was from Mom. Mom had called me for asking about whether to put marble or tiles in the 2nd floor. I said do what will look better ...then I paused for a while and then said make it for marbel. My voice was not much clear to mom....it may be bcuz I was travelling in rickshaw or it may be bcuz of the recent shock. I narrated the whole thing to Mom. She got worried....I said don't worry ..the thief has stolen only my bike not my luck/faith...its with me. I can get another bike.

I have very bad habbit, I couldn't handle any shock alone...I always try to avoid the shock or any eveil happenings. so I decided to get myself engaged in office work and not to take leave 2day. I went office... Paji, gaurav, Mr reddy and chotta don were the 1st in office whom I said about my sad story. I show off as if nothing much serious has happen and it just a loss of Rs100-200. If I would have been sad then it would have contradicted my nature. The guy who always make fun of every thing is sitting idle bcuz his own bike has been stolen. It couldn't be....."THE SHOW MUST GO ON...picture to abhi baaki haai mere dost". They also made fun out of my stolen bike story. I tried to keep my self cool. I updated my status message as "Aaj dil uddas hai". All my friends over net asked about why such kind of status message...and I was narrating the story to them one by one. Rakesh came near me and guided me what to do next for registering a FIR for the bike stolen etc...

Till lunch time the news of my bike had been spread like virus throught out the office. During lunch time every one was consoling me and advicing me. Some of them were making fun out of this so that i will feel relax and not think so much on this matter.

Mom, didi, called thrice and asked whether I am ok or not, had lunch or not....and so and so....

I was ok...but confused whether I should feel sorry and upset for my bike or should remain as cool as I am.

Thursday, May 27, 2010

OLTA POLTA

1) Har kisi ki har raza manzoor nehi hota hai...
Agar hoti to sab insaan na kehelate...bhagwan ban ke baith jate.

2) Aksar mujhe yeh khayal ata tha ki main bhi kisi ko hasa sakta hoon, kisi ka dard baant sakta hoon....
Yakeen to tab aya jaab mere doston ne meri baaton se hasna suru kiya...
yahin se suru hua hasne hasane ka silsila...
Bas aab to yehi tamana hai ki marte tak sab ko hasata rahoon.

3) Use probability....to find out after how many tries one should succeed in getting his/her soulmate.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Bachelor's Party (My 1st interaction with Vodka) - part2

contd...

I went to wash room and took bath. Many question arises in my mind...........party celebration ka kya hoga...sharab aur shabnam to gaya...I will miss the belly dance....Oh shit ..kya hoga aab..yeh barish ko bhi aaj hi hona tha.......Yeh indra debta bhi na..kabhi bhi time dekh ke nehi barsate hain......jab tanki full hue tap open kar diye.

I changed my clothes, came out of room and saw all were busy on mobile. suddenly someone shouted.....hurray barish bandh ho gaya....it was mahesh. Jitu called other friends and asked by what time they will be reaching here. Intially some of them cancelled but at last agreed. Jitu, Ballu bhai and Prasanna went for liqour. Mahesh ordered for dinner. After 15 mins the three entered the room holding 5 poly bags.

I asked shrab to agaya...whts for shabab...belly dance. suddenly the room was filled up with laughter ........TV couldn't stop himiself and said "Bhaina tum kya subhe ki baat ko sach maan liya the....yahan to sirf sharab hi sharab hai...only mental peace no physical peace".

At around 9-9:30 pm rest of the friends joined the party. All my surrounding were filled up ...aur sabke paas apna apna jaam tha. I was the odd one out there having limca in my glass. After the 1st peg...Mahesh said "Bhaina its not done...you have to have at least one peg...its ur best friend bachelor's party.". All of sudden jitu, prasanna, Tv, ballu bhai insisted me to have at least one peg. They convinced me....and I agreed only for 1 small peg. I said I would go for the light shot......
Jitu prepared the drink for me...he added about 30 ml of vodka.....60 ml of limca.

I took a sip...I felt some kind of unusual taste...mouth ka taste hi kharap ho gaya.....glass ko baju mein rakh ke chilly chicken pei concentrate karne laga. Random discussion was going on and gradually the voices become louder and louder. After some time police jeep sound was heard and the jeep stopped just outside of our room. We guessed ....Zaroor pados walle Major uncle ne complain kiya hoga. Ab kya kiya jaye...yeh police wala agar uppar ayega to sari party ka mazza satya nash ho jayega. 2-3 guys were with us who were knowing kannada, one of them went and........... mandwali kar ke agaya. In the meantime every was silent...busy with their glass. I looked here and there and then my eyes focused on my glass. I thought lets try again..added some more limca to it. This time I finished the remaning in a single shot. This time I could feel only the taste of limca....

I was just thinking whether to go for the 2nd one...Ballu handed over another glass of drink. This time the ratio has gradually increased. I took one sip...a strong smell disturbed my noise and I got jerked with the taste of the drink. I applied the same old method..kept the glass aside and concentrated on chilli chiken and roll. In the middle mahesh and subrat dragged jitu for dance. all started dancing on the beats of HEYY BABY music......Dheere dheere mein bhi nach ne laga....sab sochne lage ki mujhe chad gayi hai....par mujhe nehi chadi thi. I was holding my glass and inbetween taking one one sip. I realized at the end of the song I have finished my 2nd drink. That time I was feeling little bit drowsy..I stopped dancing and sat in a corner. 2 guys rushed towards washroom, they are done.....vomiting..ehhhh.....After 5-10 mins I started crying instantly. Somehow I was feeling guilty of myself bcuz I had alcohol. I was cursing my self...today I had 2 peg of drink..and gradually it will become a habbit and one day will become a drunkered. Jitu, mahesh, prasanna come near me and asked why I am crying?.. I couldn't speak properly .. said the reason with stummering. They consolidated me ...and said devloping good habit and bad habits are totally in our hand and drinking 2wice does not indicate that it will became a habbit. explained a lot ....the picture seems like I was only the drunken and they were not. Chandana interrupted... jeevan bhaina...rona dhona band karo and come every one is waiting for you. I cleaned my face and resumed back to party mood.
We all enjoyed a lot.

Bachelor's Party (My 1st interaction with Vodka)- part1

We, all the oriya guys staying @house no 820, 10th A Main 1st Stage, Indiranagar after a long discussion decided to celebrate Jitu's bachelor's party on 6th june.
It was friday and for all IT geeks the friday feeling is something different...An extra glow is reflected on every one's face as the friday morning begins. I was fully excited about the evening party. At that time I had no idea of bachelor party. In the past I have never heard or attain such type of party.
I asked my friends about this. They said ....have patience ...you will get to know what kind of party this is?.....

Suddenly Ballu bhai said ...."Aaj to jeevan tum sharab aur shabnam se nahaogeee....". I have never tried any kind of alcoholic drinks in the past.

I left for office with prasanna. I couldn't concentrate on my work...The whole day I was thinking about the evening party and what ballu bhai said.... "beech beech mein ......"maan hi maan mein haash ne laga .... sharab to nehi shabnam se hi kaam chala lenge....". Suddenly my mobile rings up...intrupted me, ohooooo its prasanna. He had said me to call him @4pm, but I forgot. Its now 4:30pm, I received his call and acted as if I was too busy with work. I said I will reach near his office in 15 mins and we shall move to room together.

Oh shittt man.... it was raining heavily...1st I thought to delay for some time but it was the excitment for which I couldn't resist myself. I moved towards prasanna's office and reached there in 20 mins..5 mins late. I saw just opposite to the road side prasanna was standing near by the PAKODA dukan ordering something. It was awesome to have pakodas at this time.
I had just started shivering...some extra enzymes are required to generate heat inside the body and this can be done only by having "Garma Garam pakode....". For me the evening party has already started....1St of all wetted in rain...had pakodas with a cup of coffee...Abhi to suruwat hue hai bhai...asli picture to abhi baki hai..

The traffic was too rush and some where the roads were blocked bcuz of the drainage water.. but nothing could stop our way ....we were taking every shortcuts to reach room as soon as possible, and atlast we managed to reach room around 6 pm.

Ballu bhai, TV and chandana were there in the room. Mahesh and Subrat ..reached just after 10 mins. Jitu came late as usual. It was still raining...


contd...

Sunday, May 16, 2010

Friendship.....

Hi All,

This is my first blog and I want to share some of my memorable feelings with you all. This blog is dedicated to all my friends who have helped and guided me through out my life.

The first name that comes to my mind is Jitu... my best friend.
Its about 20 years we have been best friends. We were friends since class 3 (1990). I was new to this school(S.C.B Medical Public School) where I met him. At that time the guys used to make friendship based on marks. The top scroring guy would make his friend circle among the top scoring guys and so on. I was poor in studies, very shy, non-talkative......you can also say an inactive dumb student. We used to seat alphabetically and Jitu was sitting beside me. That time he was an average student. That time he was a better student than me but he was something different.... he made friends regardless of marks.

I was wondering with whom I should make friends. Jitu was the first who made frienship with me. Later on I had many friends of my category (excluding the top scorer). Gradually as time passes away our friendship grow much stronger.

In this friendship we started sharing a lot of things ...We often shared company to the school,we shared our lunch... i even shared his knowledge and intelligence during our exams. Even with all his help in the exams..i was sure of myself failing in one of the exams in class 6.To skip all the beating,i decided to run away from my place.

I want to share a particular event with you all which bonded our friendship more stronger.
That time we were in class 6 and our final exam results were to be out. I was very much afraid bcuz i was thinking that i will be detained. I planned to run away from home to get rid of bittings and scoldings from papa and mama. I said this to jitu, and he said that he will also go with me. The next day I went to jitu's house and asked him "Had you packed you things ?". We should move now.

He said no!!!! not yet packed. I was angry on him as we were getting late. He explained me not to leave home like this. He tried his best to brain wash all my evil thoughts. That time he was behaving as a much matured guy who have a lot of experience about life in him. That time I was very angry so I took his words lightly and without saying anything returned back to home. I was scolding him .....maan hi maan mein "Dost ne dhokha de dia....".
That day I couldn't sleep well bcuz of result fear. The next day I recalled what jitu had explained me. I got his point and make up my mind not to leave home like this. If I failed in the exam I will again bounce back with success. Luckly I heve cleared the exam and was promoted to class 7.

I thank GOD ...that I have such a good friend with me. I pray God that He should give every one a friend like Jitu so that further no student will ever leave his/her home or commit suicide becaause bcuz of exam stress.

In my school days I have seen good time as well as bad time and Jitu was there with me all the time.
Till today he used to advice me in taking necessary decisions. He is the one who taught me what is realfrienship?.

Next the name is MIHIR....the Financer.
I was in class 9 and that time I had my own group of friends which include mihir, sumit, dheeraj, subasish, debasish, arvind, ajit, satyajit, subrat etc. Those days I started going to our shoe shop just to assisst my DAD. I can say I was a fressher and was going for training. After my probabtion period of about 6-7 months I thought that I will also put some goods in out shop and make some profit out of it. That time I didn't much money with me. Those days I and MIHIR ussed to discuss our studies. I told mihir about my ideas and he said he had only Rs 400 with him. I started my partnership business with my DAD with Rs 400. It was my 1st business plan thaat I though and implemented it. I rotated my profits and within 1-2 years I had goods which cost around Rs 50,000. Mihir was the guy who has helped me in implementing my ideas into real.


Next name is Sunil Swamy (sendu babu)

I usually call him as sendu babu. We were college friends (+2). He is an unusual character that I have met guy like him in my entire life. He has a different thinking about relationship. One of the funniest thing about him is that......he will not eat or take any thing from his friends bcuz it will become a karz for him. But most often he used to pay for me. When I used to asked him that "Now you have paid for me and making me your karazzzdar ......", he will only gives a shy smile. In year 2001 I had joined in SSI as a lab faculty. There I liked a girl called maya (name chnaged) but was hesitating to tell her about my feelings. It was the time of HOLI and I came to know that she is going to her native town for 10 days the next morning. I could not resist myself. I was dessperate to inform her about my feelings.
I thought this is the right time to inform her about my feelings. She will also get some time to think about this. I discuss about this with sunil asked him to help me in this. I know that among all my friends Sunil is the guy who can do this work for me. I asked him to follow her and get her PG address and he agreed.
I asked Sunil to come near the institute sharp at 4:30 pm bcuz maya's class will be over at 5 pm. I said like this bcuz I don't want sunil to be late atleast for 2day. I peeped from the window around 4:35pm and saw he was standing near the cycle stand. I was overjoyed...it seems 2day our mission will be successful. After the class was over maya left the class. As per our plan sunil followed Mamata to locate her PG. After 30 mins he called me and we both moved towards maya's PG. I have already instucted sunil to stay near by me. I was very nervous and bad thoughts were arsing in my mind....may be getting scolding and bitting from their neighbours .... some one should be there to take me to hospital. So keeping sunil as backup. I called maya and explained her about my feelings. she didn't said a word. She was listening to me silently. The 3 words she said was "Good night SIR". I was wondering whether the night will be really good or bad. The next day I got +ve resposnse. She called me from a STD booth from JAJPUR (a place on her way to native town), I was feeling out of the world.


Next comes CHAKRA, SRIKANT, AMIT (MCA friends)
All of these 3 are totally different from each other but we four have a good bonding among us. In our MCA batch all our teachers have to give examples of frienship considering ME, Chakra and srikant. We used to do evening party every day @my room. Here every day we gather for our studies. It was a great time having fun with them. I have been out of my native since last 3 years, and any kind of help is needed at home I can rely on chakra. He is really a cool dude with a good humour.

Next comes Prasanna, Mahesh, Subrat, Ballu Bhai (Bangalore friends)
On 2nd feb 2007 @6:45pm I reached b'lore in search of job. Jitu and prasanna had come to receive me. Prasanna, Mahesh (pyaar se baccha bulate hain), Subrat (dada) were all jitu's college friends. Jitu had taken the responsibility of mine. The no of days I spend with all these guys in bangalore are really a good time. They never let me know that I am only jitu's friend. I was mixed with them like we know each other from years. I had an allergy with bus travelling. Prasanna would give his bike to me and used to say "Aish kara bhaina...". All of them used to call me Bhaina ... Prasanna is the man behind me for whom I got my 1st job. He used to scold me whenever I do things wrong or don't concentrate on my preparation to crack an interview. I am a foodie. When ever these guys goes out side with their friends or on some occasion, they always used to bring chunk foods for me. At that time I was searching the job and had no source of income. These guys have taken proper care of mine and never let me know that any kind of help or favor they are doing. I miss you all.

Next comes Saurabh, Saleem, Gaurav, Anant(ektoo), Varun
Saurabh and I joined Belzabar on the same day. He always guide me when I pronounce incorectly or say something in a a wrong way. Saleem has helped me technically a lot in Belzabar.I appreciate his help. Anant..the Ektoo (Ektoo name give by me) is a nice guy, good at heart. Sometime I use to make fun of our Ektoo bhai but he never took it seriously...rather he always said good about me and adviced me. Varun..the SEMS lead.... very hardworking and helpfull. I had learnt a lot of technical tips from him. Gaurav...the gyani baba..always boosted with good moral thoughts. He is a guy who has the ability to build up confidence in one's mind and make him think as a achiever not a looser.


I feel my self very lucky to have all these friends with me.