At the time of writing this blog, i am little over 26 years of age..... the thing that really bothers me till now is COMPARISONS.... i wonder when will this stop... i mean why is that one is compared to the peers, or seniors or juniors??
Take the childhood as an example. when we are kids are compared to the toppers in the class. we are always told to emulate someone... in case of studies , emulate the topper... in case of athletics , emulate the most energetic and active guy... in case you are a fat guy, u are told to slim up like the most slim guy in the class...(i know that the last comparison was an exxaggeration :)).. but still, we are never told to be "us"...always, be "him/them".
Even adulthood isnt exempted from this "Comparison-syndrome". when you get into a company , you are compared even to the remotest friend who works in a better firm . BETTER in this case would mean - more money and better ranking in the Business world or some magazine... people dont take into consideration the type or work or the environment or the responsibility into consideration! salary and ranking of the company are what matter to the people who suffer from by the "Comparison-syndrome".
As far as old age, i dont know what it would be like. but as far as i can imagine- even at old age, people would compare the money you saved, the highest position that you reached in professional life, the number of flats you have, the number of cars you own, the number of children of yours who went abroad to learn and earn!... i sometimes wonder when will people stop comparing!!!!!... every human being in this world is different. That the only thing that i feel is that people should follow the "Appreciate the potential. Dont force anyone to emulate someone else" policy.
One should be motivated. Not be compared.
One should be shown a rosy picture to pep up and achieve that thing. Not be compared.
One should be told about the positive effects of doing a particular thing. Not be compared.
All in all, stop comparing. Tell the child to score 100/100 and not try to be some "Vijay" who scores 95!
Friday, 31 July 2009
Monday, 20 July 2009
Trek To Rajmachi...!
18 july 2009 was a day to remember the rest of my life...
It was a trip to Rajmachi.. a fort near Karjat... it was a gruelling trek, so to say.
We started at 6.30 in the morning and boarded the 6.45 karjat local from kalyan; reached Karjat by 7.50 AM... we had a bite at the very famous "Karjat cha Vada Pav"... the took a rik and reached the village named Kondhane. Now, it was the time for the real trek! we had to climb for a span of 4 hrs! There was one fear in ours minds; the fear was of getting lost in the forest..So we hired a village boy named "Sunil". He agreed to guide us till the top for rs.300. At the end of the trek we realised that rs.300 was worth !... chances were very high that we could have lost the track to the top.
We were 10 guys. Started the climb uphill. In less than an hour, we passed through a patch that was heavily infested by mosquitoes! Big rocks, small streams, marshy patches, heavenly greens and mild-to-heavy rains - we faced all this. after some 2.5 hrs of gruelling climb, we took rest for some 15-20 mins at a small hutment where we replenished ourselves with some "Kokam sherbet" or "Nimboo Sherbet" or "chai". needless, to say we clicked N number of photos; especially some "orkut" photos to impress friends!
After this small hiatus, we commenced our journey and reached the village at the base of the fort in 30 mins. We decided on the menu for the lunch and then kept our belongings at one of the houses where we fixed we would have our lunch. The fort didnt SEEM too far from this place! but it took us atleast 45 mins to reach the top. This patch, i should say, was a bit dangerous. One needs to be vey cautious while treading this patch. The view from the top of the fort was ineffable! Cold winds, rain and the thrill of being AT THE TOP of the world was just amazing!..
You got to be there to believe it!
We clicked a few more pics and then came back to the base of the fort. The lunch that ensued was one the best lunches we had ever had!(except for the chicken) . The 'Bhurji' and 'Andakari' were class apart! The time now was 5.00 PM.
We had 2 options to go back - 1) retrace the path by which we came. 2) follow a trail of 4.5 hrs and go to lonavla and then take train or some transport to reach mumbai!.
The second option seemed more logical. We started at 5.30 walked for 4 hrs and reached Lonavla at 9.30 PM. The trail was amazing! No lights from 7.30 to 9.30 PM. we had to rely just on torches we had brought and on the strong lights emanating from the resorts nearby!
Somehow we reached Lonavla. We heaved a sigh of relief. And concluded that this trek was one the most difficult that most of us had ever been to!..
We then booked a Qualis and reached mumbai at 12.30 AM... and reached home at 1.20 AM!
For facts about Rajmachi, Google should be of more help!..this article was more about the experience than about Rajmachi!... happy trekking!
http://picasaweb.google.co.in/dipenambalia/TrekToRajmachi
It was a trip to Rajmachi.. a fort near Karjat... it was a gruelling trek, so to say.
We started at 6.30 in the morning and boarded the 6.45 karjat local from kalyan; reached Karjat by 7.50 AM... we had a bite at the very famous "Karjat cha Vada Pav"... the took a rik and reached the village named Kondhane. Now, it was the time for the real trek! we had to climb for a span of 4 hrs! There was one fear in ours minds; the fear was of getting lost in the forest..So we hired a village boy named "Sunil". He agreed to guide us till the top for rs.300. At the end of the trek we realised that rs.300 was worth !... chances were very high that we could have lost the track to the top.
We were 10 guys. Started the climb uphill. In less than an hour, we passed through a patch that was heavily infested by mosquitoes! Big rocks, small streams, marshy patches, heavenly greens and mild-to-heavy rains - we faced all this. after some 2.5 hrs of gruelling climb, we took rest for some 15-20 mins at a small hutment where we replenished ourselves with some "Kokam sherbet" or "Nimboo Sherbet" or "chai". needless, to say we clicked N number of photos; especially some "orkut" photos to impress friends!
After this small hiatus, we commenced our journey and reached the village at the base of the fort in 30 mins. We decided on the menu for the lunch and then kept our belongings at one of the houses where we fixed we would have our lunch. The fort didnt SEEM too far from this place! but it took us atleast 45 mins to reach the top. This patch, i should say, was a bit dangerous. One needs to be vey cautious while treading this patch. The view from the top of the fort was ineffable! Cold winds, rain and the thrill of being AT THE TOP of the world was just amazing!..
You got to be there to believe it!
We clicked a few more pics and then came back to the base of the fort. The lunch that ensued was one the best lunches we had ever had!(except for the chicken) . The 'Bhurji' and 'Andakari' were class apart! The time now was 5.00 PM.
We had 2 options to go back - 1) retrace the path by which we came. 2) follow a trail of 4.5 hrs and go to lonavla and then take train or some transport to reach mumbai!.
The second option seemed more logical. We started at 5.30 walked for 4 hrs and reached Lonavla at 9.30 PM. The trail was amazing! No lights from 7.30 to 9.30 PM. we had to rely just on torches we had brought and on the strong lights emanating from the resorts nearby!
Somehow we reached Lonavla. We heaved a sigh of relief. And concluded that this trek was one the most difficult that most of us had ever been to!..
We then booked a Qualis and reached mumbai at 12.30 AM... and reached home at 1.20 AM!
For facts about Rajmachi, Google should be of more help!..this article was more about the experience than about Rajmachi!... happy trekking!
http://picasaweb.google.co.in/dipenambalia/TrekToRajmachi
Wednesday, 15 July 2009
A Silent Scream....
(This article is a fiction.)
On 27 December 2008 I went to the Rajawadi Hospital at Ghatkopar. Vikas Salunkhe, a member of Bal-Vikas (an NGO) was sitting beside her. She was draped in a white gown. Both her hands were being fed saline. Her face looked very pale. She had become very weak. She didn’t even the energy to move her eyes around. She had lost the count of what was happening around her. She hadn’t seen me before but I had seen her before.
I distinctly remember the day – 21st December 2008. I was in my Chevrolet UVA. I was stuck at the Saki Naka traffic signal. My favorite song was being played on the radio. Suddenly my eyes got stuck on this girl with a red frock. Her frock was striped. There were lots of patches applied on it. She had dark circles around her eyes. She was among the 10-12 kids who were playing football made of a sock that was stuffed with paper. I should say that she seemed like the Maradona of that group. Suddenly a man came from behind and slapped her and started scolding her.
The light turned green and I had to move on. The next day again I got stuck at the Saki Naka signal. This time she was not playing with her friends. She had a bunch of packets of peanuts. She knocked on the window of my car. I lowered the glass and took 10 packets of peanuts from her (even though I hate peanuts.)I complimented her on her football skills. She was stunned – maybe because she was wondering why I was keeping an eye on her or maybe because she herself wasn’t sure what game she was playing..!
She smiled and went away happy that she had done a business of rs.30 in just 2 minutes. The signal turned green and the cars behind started honking and I moved on.
Back to 27th December 2008. I asked Vikas as to what prompted such a sweet girl to get admitted at Rajawadi Hospital. Vikas then narrated the plight of that cute girl. On 23 rd dec ie., 4 days ago, she was subjected to inhumane acts. Abbas Bhai, the head of beggars in and around Saki Naka saw her at the Saki Naka signal and took her to his den. Abbas Bhai was sure that she was the best fit in his ‘beggars Kingdom”. That cute girl was then tormented in every unimaginable way. Drops of acid were sprinkled on her hands and feet. Her hair was cut unevenly. Her tongue was cut; and so were 3 fingers from her left hand. Every attempt was made to make her look like an authentic beggar. That night 3 local goons visited Abbas Bhai. That sweet girl who was tormented during that day was surrounded by all four. Then --------------------------. She was then thrown near the Ramabai Bus stop, near to Saki Naka. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in Rajawadi Hospital. Her name is Bindu. Now, she just stares at the ceiling and wonders why GOD had been so cruel to her. With her tongue cut, she can’t even talk, argue or complain. Tears flow from her eyes. Each tear is like a silent scream. There are so many Bindus in our society. Let’s join hands to fight against child injustice. Let’s get this society rid of such Silent Screams.
On 27 December 2008 I went to the Rajawadi Hospital at Ghatkopar. Vikas Salunkhe, a member of Bal-Vikas (an NGO) was sitting beside her. She was draped in a white gown. Both her hands were being fed saline. Her face looked very pale. She had become very weak. She didn’t even the energy to move her eyes around. She had lost the count of what was happening around her. She hadn’t seen me before but I had seen her before.
I distinctly remember the day – 21st December 2008. I was in my Chevrolet UVA. I was stuck at the Saki Naka traffic signal. My favorite song was being played on the radio. Suddenly my eyes got stuck on this girl with a red frock. Her frock was striped. There were lots of patches applied on it. She had dark circles around her eyes. She was among the 10-12 kids who were playing football made of a sock that was stuffed with paper. I should say that she seemed like the Maradona of that group. Suddenly a man came from behind and slapped her and started scolding her.
The light turned green and I had to move on. The next day again I got stuck at the Saki Naka signal. This time she was not playing with her friends. She had a bunch of packets of peanuts. She knocked on the window of my car. I lowered the glass and took 10 packets of peanuts from her (even though I hate peanuts.)I complimented her on her football skills. She was stunned – maybe because she was wondering why I was keeping an eye on her or maybe because she herself wasn’t sure what game she was playing..!
She smiled and went away happy that she had done a business of rs.30 in just 2 minutes. The signal turned green and the cars behind started honking and I moved on.
Back to 27th December 2008. I asked Vikas as to what prompted such a sweet girl to get admitted at Rajawadi Hospital. Vikas then narrated the plight of that cute girl. On 23 rd dec ie., 4 days ago, she was subjected to inhumane acts. Abbas Bhai, the head of beggars in and around Saki Naka saw her at the Saki Naka signal and took her to his den. Abbas Bhai was sure that she was the best fit in his ‘beggars Kingdom”. That cute girl was then tormented in every unimaginable way. Drops of acid were sprinkled on her hands and feet. Her hair was cut unevenly. Her tongue was cut; and so were 3 fingers from her left hand. Every attempt was made to make her look like an authentic beggar. That night 3 local goons visited Abbas Bhai. That sweet girl who was tormented during that day was surrounded by all four. Then --------------------------. She was then thrown near the Ramabai Bus stop, near to Saki Naka. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in Rajawadi Hospital. Her name is Bindu. Now, she just stares at the ceiling and wonders why GOD had been so cruel to her. With her tongue cut, she can’t even talk, argue or complain. Tears flow from her eyes. Each tear is like a silent scream. There are so many Bindus in our society. Let’s join hands to fight against child injustice. Let’s get this society rid of such Silent Screams.
Sunday, 13 April 2008
12 april 2008 .. one of the best days of my life...
"Thanks a ton for ur wishes...:)" -- is the sentence that i kept on saying the whole day on 12 april 2008... really , yesterday was very special for me... yesterday i completed silver jubilee of my existence on this planet... :)..... yesterday,the dear ones who were there for my 1st birthday were present ... it felt so niceeeeeeeeee.:).. i cant stop smiling....
I got very nostalgic on seeing my "First Bday pic"... there was I , cute, fat and adorable kid , holding a knife and just looking at the cake as if i were going to devour at once...:)... the people standing me (in that Pic) have also grown from being teenagers to being responsible mothers/daugthers-in-law or fathers/sons-in-law ... and they are few of the people with whom i would like to be in touch for years to come...
Even my team-mates had made 11 april a memorable day for me... we had cake, DHOLKA,Khandvi and wafers, and 2 very creatively written Greeting Cards.... and above all, theor love and affection and blessings... :)... (i hope all these best wishes and blessings help me in getting a beautiful and decent wife ;)...)
Another way of looking at all this tells me one thing that "DIPEN, U HAVE COMPLETED 1/3 OF UR LIFE ON THIS EARTH...NOW ITS TIME TO MAKE A MARK...."... now , i have decided that i would do something that would make all my loved ones proud of me.. :).... i will give them an oppurtunity to say " Dipen... oh yes... we do know him... hes like our kid/bro/frnd.... "... i will bring smiles on their faces.!!...
I got very nostalgic on seeing my "First Bday pic"... there was I , cute, fat and adorable kid , holding a knife and just looking at the cake as if i were going to devour at once...:)... the people standing me (in that Pic) have also grown from being teenagers to being responsible mothers/daugthers-in-law or fathers/sons-in-law ... and they are few of the people with whom i would like to be in touch for years to come...
Even my team-mates had made 11 april a memorable day for me... we had cake, DHOLKA,Khandvi and wafers, and 2 very creatively written Greeting Cards.... and above all, theor love and affection and blessings... :)... (i hope all these best wishes and blessings help me in getting a beautiful and decent wife ;)...)
Another way of looking at all this tells me one thing that "DIPEN, U HAVE COMPLETED 1/3 OF UR LIFE ON THIS EARTH...NOW ITS TIME TO MAKE A MARK...."... now , i have decided that i would do something that would make all my loved ones proud of me.. :).... i will give them an oppurtunity to say " Dipen... oh yes... we do know him... hes like our kid/bro/frnd.... "... i will bring smiles on their faces.!!...
Tuesday, 27 March 2007
Perfecting the art of fooling people...!!
Yesterday i was going thru one of my friend's blog when i thought of creating a blog myself...
So this is the first attempt at the "expressing myself"....thru the means of blogs....
The first thing that comes to my mind is "During office hours how come i got so much to time to create and write a blog ...?"..does that mean that i don't have work ....?or is it that i am too efficient?..Neither of the options seems to be correct to me... Its just that i seem to have (nearly) perfected the art of fooling the people ...!!..(touchwood!! :-))
At a macro level i feel that we spend every single day fooling others...be it our Superiors or be it Subordinates...
Being a Software developer this is how i can think....
Superiors -- bcos , being normal human beings as we are, we have a tendency of shirking work and taking out time to relax..... from that angle if u see, u just need to ACT well...and i mean Acting for real...just act as if the work given to you is actually hard..which will take lots of time... and if u ever feel the need to communicate with ur superiors , use the words like
"Ya sure Definitely..."
"No Issues"..
"Ya sure I will get it done by Tomorrow EOD"..(tomorrow never comes... :0))...
"Actually i m checking out the impact that this small change will have on all the files..."
and the last but not the least
"Ya, i m going thru the whole code so that in future if there are some changes then i should be able to handle them well..So it will take some time..."
Believe me , these Excuses do work...these are tried and tested formulae...
As far as fooling Subordinates is concerned , I can't give many tips bcos i haven't got any Subordinates...I am at the lowest level of the hierarchy..I am a Developer... :(...no one listens to me...only the Office boys and the Canteen walla listen to me.. :(.... So if i am in a Bad mood, then i go straight to the canteen and order Something and try finding faults in that like "Namak jyaadaa hai...","Kadak Dosa bola tha , ye itna naram kyun hai..." ..and the Canteen wala meekly listens to me... It makes me relieved ..haaa.... kisiki kaa gussa kisipe... :-).. kya farak padtaa hai? :-).....People at the lowest level are meant to be dressed down... Like if my Project Director gets screwed by the Top Management then We developers get screwed like anything.... Its just "Propagation of the negative energies in the Top-Down order".. :-)......don't i sound like some BABA (on some ASTHA or SANSKAR channel) guiding his disciples ??.. :0).....hehehe....
anyways....this is what i can think of for the very first blog... will keep on penning (rather typing ) my thoughts... Adios...
So this is the first attempt at the "expressing myself"....thru the means of blogs....
The first thing that comes to my mind is "During office hours how come i got so much to time to create and write a blog ...?"..does that mean that i don't have work ....?or is it that i am too efficient?..Neither of the options seems to be correct to me... Its just that i seem to have (nearly) perfected the art of fooling the people ...!!..(touchwood!! :-))
At a macro level i feel that we spend every single day fooling others...be it our Superiors or be it Subordinates...
Being a Software developer this is how i can think....
Superiors -- bcos , being normal human beings as we are, we have a tendency of shirking work and taking out time to relax..... from that angle if u see, u just need to ACT well...and i mean Acting for real...just act as if the work given to you is actually hard..which will take lots of time... and if u ever feel the need to communicate with ur superiors , use the words like
"Ya sure Definitely..."
"No Issues"..
"Ya sure I will get it done by Tomorrow EOD"..(tomorrow never comes... :0))...
"Actually i m checking out the impact that this small change will have on all the files..."
and the last but not the least
"Ya, i m going thru the whole code so that in future if there are some changes then i should be able to handle them well..So it will take some time..."
Believe me , these Excuses do work...these are tried and tested formulae...
As far as fooling Subordinates is concerned , I can't give many tips bcos i haven't got any Subordinates...I am at the lowest level of the hierarchy..I am a Developer... :(...no one listens to me...only the Office boys and the Canteen walla listen to me.. :(.... So if i am in a Bad mood, then i go straight to the canteen and order Something and try finding faults in that like "Namak jyaadaa hai...","Kadak Dosa bola tha , ye itna naram kyun hai..." ..and the Canteen wala meekly listens to me... It makes me relieved ..haaa.... kisiki kaa gussa kisipe... :-).. kya farak padtaa hai? :-).....People at the lowest level are meant to be dressed down... Like if my Project Director gets screwed by the Top Management then We developers get screwed like anything.... Its just "Propagation of the negative energies in the Top-Down order".. :-)......don't i sound like some BABA (on some ASTHA or SANSKAR channel) guiding his disciples ??.. :0).....hehehe....
anyways....this is what i can think of for the very first blog... will keep on penning (rather typing ) my thoughts... Adios...
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