March 24, 2006

I have moved to

Filed under: Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 4:20 am Thank You!


March 14, 2006

A humble hankering

Filed under: Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 8:39 am

On a fizzling out weekend when I sat before the idiot box in solitude, the moments of loneliness wiped off the dust and replayed the tunes of some of my wishful thinking at the back of my mind. A wishful thinking for something I have ever wanted to be true and become a reality—a home, sweet home of my taste; A tranquil lifetime in a home on the shores of a deserted beach far from human traces and nuisance and not so far from an estuary with tranquil waters flowing into the sea. 

A drowsier Sunday morning in such a home sweet home, when the lazy Sun too skips its schedule, a sip of coffee in the shades of casuarinas; I would be lying under the sky in a hammock, watching the fiddler crabs coming out and burrowing under the sand twisting my coffee coaster, the sea gulls making their way to my sight and capturing my senses as easily as the hues of the sky and a feeling of not to let even a moment of that Sunday pass on;  with all this, what could add more fun and romance than an impeccable pretty sweet face lying by my side making all of her glib talking to fiddle my drowsy mood to make my day and well, to call it a day.

My (not so…) humble hankering would ever become true? 😦 Well, if not a lifetime in such a home… ???? … after all beauty is in the eyes of the beholder…

manasa thethikka vendiyathu thaan.

March 13, 2006

Pillars of democra(Z)y

Filed under: Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 7:34 am










Our leaders—the pillars of demoCRAZY, saluting our national anthem in their own style when others stood up to sing the great song. 

A disclaimer: I don’t know whether this is true. I got this as an e-mail forward. Well, if true, there’s no wonder why Bihar is called the rogue state of India.

March 10, 2006

Ravi’s Column

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Sports — Mahen @ 5:37 am

We, at Brooks Software, India, have started to play cricket every Saturday. Ravi, one of my colleagues, a senior technical writer, and a good friend of mine captured a few cricketing moments at Brooks. Just thought of sharing it. Here it goes…

It was one of the greatest Saturdays that Brooks India had ever experienced. More than twenty cricket crazy Brookeans gathered at the IDPL school playground at 6.30 in the morning when the sunlight was just beginning to show up its magnificence while the fog was fighting to prolong its hold on the surrounding. It was surprising to see that all of them were interested in starting the game rather than spending time in organizing and teaming.
Two matches were played in which each side won a match. The first one was played with a slower ball which made batting tougher. As a result, guys who tried to hit the ball were all out by some easy catches. Yet that match had a nail biting finish with Gokul’s team winning by a margin of three runs. 
The second match was more fun because there were two more people in each team and the ball was changed. Since the dew disappeared, there was very little dampness in the ball. So the ball came to the bat well and traveled a lot more. Karthik’s team was lucky to bat first. There was some splendid shots from Sathya, Karthik and Mahen. On the bowling front, Lokesh, Mohan, Anbu and Bharathi were very tight giving away few runs. But the real culprits were the wides and no balls which both teams gave magnanimously. Karthik’s team avenged their previous match’s defeat by a huge margin.
At the end of it, it really did not matter who won how many. The spirit of togetherness bowled us all over. We finished playing at 9′ O Clock when there were about two dozen people all around the ground enjoying the cricket that we were playing. It was a great feeling. It was on that day, I called many people by their names with whom I had never spoken a word in the office. On Monday when I entered office, I felt I knew everybody. Suddenly there was sense of belonging to this place.

Many famous management gurus have come up with umpteen number of books which babble complex solutions about team building exercises, understanding group dynamics, and people management, but I think all this can easily happen when you start playing a beautiful game of cricket. 

Thanks to everybody for their support to cricket in Brooks. See you all at IDPL grounds this Saturday too!
Ravi Bharath

March 9, 2006

Absinthe makes the fart grow stronger

Filed under: humor, Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 6:28 am

You would have been familiar with the phrase absence makes love grow fonder. But, here is a variation of that phrase— absinthe makes the fart grow stronger. I was sure that Indians did not use or consume absinthe. I have now changed my views. How would it be when one of your co passengers sitting or standing so close to you farts and how would you react to that when you know quite well that you cannot stand that *SWEET* smell???? 😉 Embarrassing!

It happened so to me recently. I stared at his face, without being able to control my laughter that belched out uncontrollably and showed up in my face and he realizing my inconvenience and with a feeling of being noticed by a few others around, boy, I could not explain the situation exactly in words. He was a middle-aged man. It is of course so common for people to fart, often accompanied with a loud durrrrrrrrrr :).

I understand that in no way can one control or suppress farts for it might add to the trouble inside the system. However, it all boils down to the food habit and if you can build a conscious healthy diet, I think you can overcome such embarrassing moments. No harm in consulting a physician if you find it difficult to hold your durrrrrrrr in check. Just imagine what could happen if one of your colleagues, in the worst case your senior colleagues so close to you and do that drrrrrrrrrr. That too in a fully air conditioned hall and that too during a crucial meeting when you might not be able to walk out of the room even. hahaha…

Well, the lighter side of life is always so funny though the moments of suffocation used to be so terrible.

March 8, 2006

Filed under: humor, Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 6:06 am


How well can one show the way to Gents Toilet??? 😉

A snap by one of my friends when we were to Queen’s Land amusement park.

March 8,

Filed under: Events, Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 5:15 am

International Women’s Day

A day to celebrate women. Wishes to all. I chanced visiting a search engine—Good It’s a search engine for a social cause. I mean the proceeds are spent on charities and social activities and I also learnt that they are shelling out 1 cent to women’s causes & charities with every search. So, that’s my two cents for women’s day 🙂

More on Good Search. My wishes to all women to live up to their aspirations on this day. BTW, why isn’t there a day for poor men :(?

March 7, 2006

Speed Stacks: Sport and Livelihood

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Sports — Mahen @ 1:05 pm

You might have heard about the book business @ the speed of thought by Bill Gates. Here’s a sport @ the speed of thought—Speed Stacks! I was spell bound when I accidentally had a look at this sport in one of the news channels yesterday. A kind of sport to enhance hand-eye coordination.

What is this sport stacking all about? You have 12 cups and you have to stack and unstack those cups in some sequence, of course at abnormal speed. What’s the benefit of this sport? Well, you become ambidextrous, increased hand-eye coordination, the ability of your hand to respond to your brain’s orders swiftly, quick reflex, and not to mention the FUN. More on Sport Stacking

Wait a moment. Didn’t this sport relate to someone’s livelihood? Have you ever heard of Sivakasi (often called as the kutty Japan of India) and its matchstick manufacturing industry? An industry well known and despised for using child labors.

Have you ever witnessed poor children stacking matchsticks in racks at abnormal speed to make it ready for the dipping process (a process where a rack of matchsticks is dipped into the match head chemical)?

If so, you might be able to see how a different form of Speed Stacks with matchsticks have become the livelihood of a few poor children who otherwise should have been to schools and enjoying their childhood. Perhaps, the situation might have changed now. Thanks to the social marketers for trying to eliminate child labor. Still, it’s heart-racking  to know how a sport in one part of the world have for long been the livelihood in another and continues to be so.

March 2, 2006

Dilbert at his best

Filed under: humor — Mahen @ 9:50 am


I am for sure one among the millions who always appreciated Dilbert’s perceptible sense of humor. At times when I get stuck with my day, Dilbertism is one of the smile-things that can help me make my day 🙂

February 27, 2006

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Movie Reviews — Mahen @ 5:40 am

The story of a guy (Chris Evans as Ryan) who broke up with his girl friend allegedly accused of failing to act his age and on charges of being so self centered, childish, immature behavior, careless, blah blah blah and who suddenly turns out to be the man of the moment in a whole new ballgame of saving the life of an unknown person and her family from the hands of a few dirty cops. This shows how a man can convert his true self into actions with just-in-time bravery with an empathetic mind committed to risk even his own life to save the lives of unknown faces.

Jason Statham, a horse of a different color, performed the starring role of a dirty cop. Jason Statham abducts Jessica Martin, her kid, and her husband. She had no clues why they are being abducted. This covert abduction of Martin’s family is to snatch a video tape containing Jason’s heinous activities as a dirty cop.

She was then locked up inside an unknown house. She has nothing more than a shattered telephone and somehow manages to build a working phone from the scrap. This is how she seeks the help of Chris Evans (Ryan) through a random wrong number and the rest of the story is all about the do-or-die battle of Chris Evans with Jason Statham to secure the lives of the Martins. Chris Morgan, the screenplay writer should be the man behind the success of this one line story.

With all this thrill and suspense, one thing I like with this movie is the way the story’s foundation was laid by introducing Chris Evans as a guy who’s alleged of being self-centered by his girl friend and who later turned out to be the other way around :). Good movie. A suspense thriller worth enjoying.

February 24, 2006

Got to see the way…

Filed under: Verse — Mahen @ 9:27 am

… to see her right away.

I ran my love aground
Stranded in the dark
Got to see the way
To see her right away.
I don’t know how to go
I don’t know where to go
Can someone tell me how?
Can someone tell me how?

When she tries to be
the way she wants to be
Why can’t I too be
the way I wanna be???

Help me my friend
Help me to sing my song.
It’s a long and lonely night
I need her to hold me tight.
I ran my love aground
Stranded in the dark
Got to see the way
To see her right away…

February 17, 2006

The price of negligence

Filed under: Technical Writing — Mahen @ 6:12 am

$ 2.4 million!!!! Yep, that’s the daily fine amount that might be levied by European Commission on Microsoft for inadequate technical documents for its products. More on this story… 

February 15, 2006

The Sang(u) Parivar Sacristans

Filed under: Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 2:59 pm

When love spreads all around and when millions rush to catch up with their soul mate, there were a few bigots who bullied them for showing and sharing their love. The so called saviors of the Hindu culture: the Baj(ji) Rang Da(a)l and its allies did pose threat to V-day celebrations in the name of saving Indian culture. It sounds so cynical.

This is why in recent times Hinduism is often associated with a band of few hardliners who claim that they are the watchdogs of Hinduism and Indian culture. The bottom line field workers of these watchdog organizations are used to stooge for their NETAs who paint saffron to all their obscure outdated thoughts and practices, which they want others too to imbibe.

Commercialization, westernization, against Indian culture, blah blah blah… These are few buzzword barricades they use to bully people from moving ahead with radical practices. Commercialization—let it be. If Diwali can make the garment industry’s corpus to swell, why not V-day make Archies’ treasury to swell? Why isn’t there any cry when there’s a huge hype over celebrating Akshaya Thrithiyai? Is it not an exploitation of people’s superstitious beliefs through focused marketing campaign that tempts people to buy gold on that day to bring their share of fortune home? Why not these watchdog peek into such irrational practices and guide the Hindu mass to its well being?

Well, it’s to the merit of any civilization and culture to be more agile and tolerant with changing times. To their dismay, things are happening the other way. Keep in mind that anything new in this world will first be ignored. Then will be laughed at. Then will be fought with. But, victory is yours if you stay committed to what you believe. So, guys… love all and love sensibly; not only on V-day, but forever.

Shucks! So much love at hand but no Visa to Venus… 😦

February 13, 2006

I had

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Movie Reviews — Mahen @ 6:35 am

Yet another classic comedy by Jim Carrey. Fun with Dick and Jane—fun time. It’s a story of a couple (Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni) struggling to come out of their blues after Jim Carrey was ditched by his employer Jack in an Enron-like calamity.

Jim Carrey gets promoted as the VP of his company and then comes the bolt from the blue when he learns that he’s going to have his tough time ahead without a job, bank balance, pension fund, and so on. The story gains momentum with a few glib-commedy acts of robbery by the Harpers (Dick and Jane) and the comedy was well woven and interspersed in between while at the same time clinging to the bottom line of the story which portrays the hard times of a jobless couple striving hard to live up to their dreams.

Going forward in their steal-to-live life, Jim Carrey and Tea Leoni manage to get Jack, the CEO of Globodyne, transfer 400 million dollars to Globodyne’s employees’ pension fund thereby putting an end to the suffering of Globodyne’s employees. In a nutshell, Fun with Dick and Jane—yet another laughter therapy by Jim Carrey.

February 8, 2006

Of Hutus and Tutsis

Filed under: Miscellaneous, Movie Reviews — Mahen @ 7:17 am

One word can tell you what Hotel Rwanda is all about, Genocide. One line can tell you what Hotel Rwanda is all about, When the whole world closed its eyes, one man opened his arms!!!

A perfect portrayal of the audaciousness and benevolent-cunningness of a Hutu moderate to save the lives of his kiths and kins, neighbours, and refugees from a brutal massacre by an organized Hutu militia. Aw shucks! It again reminds humanity that man is good; but, men are bad!

Terry George is for sure a master of his craft for a splendid reproduction of a real incident—genocide; not to mention the acting of Don Cheadle—a masterpiece. If Don plays the Hero, the story plays the heroine. Yep! This film would have been a flop if George had let the story fizzle out in an attempt to over emphasize the commercial aspects like adding special effects or high-tech fight sequences. It’s a job well done by Terry George and his team and he was successful in creating a lasting impression on the audience about the cruelty and bitterness of racist-hatredness and genocides.

A few questions belch out from my mind when I see the indifference of the so called super powers at a time when a hostile faction ransacks, rapes, and kills tens and thousands of innocent people of a particular ethnic group. When the whole world slanted towards the Indian minorities for what happened at Gujarat, why did they hand over their shit to the Rwandan Tutsis—a minority ethnic group? It’s not a perfect world…If it is, it’s not a world!!!

Is it possible to live in an idealistic and perfect world? Is it possible to live in an all-equal mutually-respecting world? Are all humans equal? Of course, the ideal answer should be yes. But, is that answer enforceable and is that equality prevalent in practical world? Why then did communism fail? Are people not willing to be equals? Or are people not equals at all? Why such genocides and holocaust? Why such hatred? It again boils out to the same list of answers; social imbalance; the gap between the haves and have-nots; suppression; oppression; discrimination; sadist-racism; blah blah blah… All said and done, one word I can wish for such genocides—never again!!!

“Never, never and never again shall it be that this beautiful land will again experience the oppression of one by another.”—Nelson Mandela

February 3, 2006

some of my scribblings

Filed under: Verse — Mahen @ 6:07 am

A game in the jungle

In moments of struggle alone in a battle,
Though you feel stranded, as if in a jungle,
It’s a game in the jungle, with beasts all around,
And the rule is to hunt, if you want to live around.
Though cowed down with failures,
Try not to lick your wounds,
But get the pains on your head,
Before you settle on your bed.

As roads to success may not always well made,
Take the time to settle on your shores,
And build your ship to see new shores;
Its the present that makes you blued,
But its the future for which you stay glued.

When seeing the unseen becomes your trade,
Tradeoffs can in no way help your trade.
Don’t turn blue, when you lose your cart,
For you have got your foot still to start.
Buzz with the energy to fight the deadly beast,
For it’s a game in the jungle, and the rule is to hunt.
When you build your might, you will win the fray,
And if you choose to run, you will end as prey.
Remember, it’s a game in the jungle and the rule is to hunt.

A girl in my dream

It’s between a dawn and a dusk,
head on my desk,
dead are my mind,
the work I should mind…
though I tend to work,
my lids tend to sleep.

A girl in my dream,
one from the cream.
a dream that’s so rare,
which wasn’t a nightmare.
She passed by me
and made my self freeze,
had no doubt in me
she was a passing breeze.

With a will in my day,
I walked through the bend
on her way till the bay,
to see a face…
that’s filled with gay.

As I rushed so fast,
I left her go my past.
In a dream not so bright,
amidst the dim dull light,
when I turned to my right,
it’s the same face so bright.

The moment I cherished,
when my dream now got perished.
In my damn dumb terminal,
again a day full of work.
Let me wait for a dusk,
till my head is again on my desk….
to see my girl in my dream
who’s one from the cream…

 A word of comfort

In all my days and my years,
in my life till the end,
‘tween the sand and the sky,
a word of comfort for my ears.

Of all the words, new and old,
it’s a word that’s so unique.
it’s a word that taught me life,
my first word indeed, in my life…


Yes! In all my times, good and bad,
it’s a word of comfort for my soul…

January 27, 2006

A Paradoxical Population

Filed under: Miscellaneous — Mahen @ 4:03 am

Indian Republic Day! CNN IBN and Centre for the Study of Developing Societies unearthed lot many things through a survey on the eve of Indian Republic Day.

One of the questions posed to the participants of this survey is, “Are you proud to be an Indian?” Well! The answer is unsurprisingly Yes. About 97% Indians feel proud to be Indians as opposed to 94%, which is the percentage of Americans who feel proud to be US citizens.

However, a considerable chunk of the participants responded by saying, “I didnt have a proud-moment in my life for being an Indian.” A paradoxical population!! More about this survey.

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