Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Asha Aman Ki Aisi Taisi

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The India-Pak Match on this Wednesday is gonna be a very exciting. The whole nation is looking forward for this match to be held on Wednesday 30th March, 2011 at the Mohali Stadium. I think this is something that all the cricket lovers will love to read. So move further, Read it... !!!!!!!
A game between them is not just about who scores more runs than the other. No sir, its about who puts the boot on whose throat and who first chokes on one’s own blood and phlegm

An India-Pakistan cricket game is just a game.
Cricket will be the winner at the end of it all.
Sports and politics should not mix.
The general public of Pakistan want nothing but friendly relations with India.
India and Pakistan would be bhai-bhai had it not been for evil politicians.
Pakistan is as much  a victim of terror as India.
Tensions between the two countries can be solved by people-to-people interactions.
Now that we have got the politically correct guano out of the way, let’s talk some real shit, shall we?

Come Wednesday, it’s IT.
The India-Pakistan rivalry is like no other in modern sport namely because these are the only countries which spill each other’s blood regularly (One side spills more blood than the other but you already knew that didnt you?). A game between them is not just about who scores more runs than the other. No sir, its about who puts the boot on whose throat and who first chokes on one’s own blood and phlegm. Its about national humiliation. I know that should not be it. Neither should Kasab be the official guest of the country. But that is the truth. So come to terms with it. And leave the bullcrap at the door.

The first salvo in this battle was sent by our Main Man Singh sending an invitation of fransip to Pakistani PM Gilani and Pakistan Ten-Per-Cent-In-Chief Zardari, just as Zardari tells Kerry that “India helped Mumbai attacks” [Link] It’s such Tohfa Kabool Ho moments from our Main Man that brings tears to the eyes of some of us and brings cries of orgasmic euphoria from the Asha Aman men and women.
A country sends their trained army over to our borders to kill innocent people, makes heroes out of the perpetrators, blames India for this dastardly attack and we react by inviting these fine men, who funded the attack and provide cover for the attackers, over to our country to enjoy our hospitality.  It would make better sense to clone 10 copies of Ravindra Jadeja and make that the Indian cricket team. Or perhaps the master plan is to keep the entire Pakistani top-brass in the stadium so that the LET (the only India-facing terror group that has never targeted the Pakistani government) stays away—after all who wants to shoot the hand that finally signs the cheque?
So now we know that Gilani is  coming. And as gracious hosts, we need to take care of security. Not just their security but security from them. For instance, if you are a woman you definitely need to be protected from Gilani in a crowd. [Video...moderately NSFW] since he is very much “Chance pe dance maar le” types.
As for Zardari (should he come ), we need to make sure he pays for his female “tour guides” (or more precisely tour escorts) unlike what he did in Turkey.
We also need to make sure that Shahid Afridi is not made unhappy—-in a press conference Afridi has said that the Indian media has been writing negative things about his team like  raising questions about Afridi’s age, enquiring whether Misbah ul Haq, a Physics graduate from Pakistan, knows Newton’s Third Law of Motion (He would be forgiven for not knowing that “For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction” since he lives as a neighbor of India), investigating whether this actually is Kamran Akmal after a good day of sponsored catch-dropping and whether it is true that every Pakistani cricketer is made to repeat “I shall not point my bat at Venkatesh Prasad” hundred times before every World Cup match against India. Because if Afridi is not happy, he may bring out his Boom Boom. And we do not want that.

On the field, the first burning question is whether Shoaib Akthar will play. I think he should. As purely a cricketing decision, it makes sense for him to play because this will be his last match. Akthar is a big-match showboat player and he will definitely give it his-all (the main problem through his career has been that once selected, he would go “off mood” and refuse to complete his quota citing injury). Against India for the final time and on such a big stage and in front of a partisan Indian crowd, he will truly bleed green, drawing oxygen from every last bit of organic growth from his nether regions. That is guaranteed. As an Indian fan, I want him to play because he is one of the last of the vanishing breed of Pakistani cricket players one loved to hate, supremely talented larger-than-life swinging dicks who played their best when cornered (the only other left is Afridi) and nothing would give me more pleasure than to see him thumped by our cricketers in his last match.
The second question is India’s bowling attack. Will the Mohali pitch support pace? (I hope it does not for India’s sake since our game plan relies vitally on using Yuvi as a fifth bowler). And will the Cochi Cockatoo play in place of Mild Munaf or will India’s last over specialist Nehra come back into the side? I know there is a lot of support for Josh-e-Junoon Sreesanth and if the pitch is a fast one he should indeed get the nod. I am just afraid that his overt aggression does not mess things up like it did for Zaheer in 2003. Here is the deal. Sreesanth’s aggro is a put-on act, it is not genuine badassness (like Akthar, Afridi, Miandad, Anwar, Imran, and on Indian side in the current side Gambhir) and one tight slap, in reality or figuratively, brings out his weepy self. He started off well against Bangladesh, did not have luck going for him and then totally fell away. This is exactly what makes him so iffy against Pakistan because the pressure will be extreme. If he could not handle an assault by Iqbal and Junaid and the rest, I shudder to think of how he would come back against a shellacking from the Pakistani batsmen whose bats will be flying from the get-go. In this respect, Munaf is the cooler head  and against Pakistan keeping the ball near the stumps is a big plus, rather than exaggerated swing.
But everything, the politics and the mind-games, will become redundant once the skippers come out for the toss. Yes even Shastri and the original Pakistani murgi Aamir Sohail’s shadow sparring over who has the better hair job will no longer be relevant [Video]
Two counties will hold their breath. The universe shall shake with sound.
War will begin.
And there will be pain. Yes sir. There will be pain.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Corporate World... My Experience (My First Day)

Dear Friends,
This is the first time I am trying to write something on my own. I have been itching to write something since last couple of weeks. But I was unable to figure out what to write. And moreover I do not have relevant experience. Then I thought why not just write about what I am experiencing... Yes... The Corporate life I am living these days.


I firmly believe that all my friends and well wishers will forgive me for any flaws that may arise. Or in case they dislike something. Or find something unusual.



THE FIRST DAY @ Honeywell

The First day at Honeywell was a memorable day for me. Today I was going to enter the Corporate premises for the first time. Previously I did visit my dad's company. But I was rather small that time. Didn't understood things much. But the day I was to be at Honeywell, I was very much excited. Wanted to know what all things went around in a company, what people did there, how would they do that and all that.


I am here for an industrial training. The faculty at my college used to tell us in the class during our previous semesters,
"You must have seen many movies and must have assumed that the company is a great place to be. Many Many people working around, A huge building with great ambiance etc etc. But in reality you might end up in a place which is not bigger than  a small shop. Infact, the company itself may be set up in a small shop. With a working staff of about 10 to 15 people. Also at some places, you might be for your final semester project but might end up doing nothing more than downloading stuff for the place you work. You will feel like You are merely a Downloader working there"

Hearing that I used to wonder what will I be facing in the company wherever I went. (A thought before it was fixed for me to come to Honeywell). But it was so different to be here. A very nice place to be, i would say. I saw everything here that I was told not to imagine!!! Great Place (Both the Company as well as its surroundings). Great people. Everything was good.


Thank you very much Rajesh Chandarana Uncle (dad's friend) and Mr. Gavish Jani (Honeywell Regional Manager, Western Region). It was all because of you that I am here today.


I was there by 10 AM on 3rd January. I came up to the Reception, got my Visitor Pass Prepared and as I put my foot into the working area, what do I see! Lots of people working on lots of desks. OMG!
I directly made my way to Mr. Bhagwat Narkhade (My Project Manager), the only person in Honeywell I knew than. I had a talk with him and he introduced me to
Anuj Pawar (Team Lead) and 
Abhijit Khalate (Sr. Application Engineer and Project Guide).


At first I felt little Inferiority Complex. I am just a College Guy. How would I cope up with everyone here who may be working from considerable amount of time?
The Language Problem - Although people who spoke to me till now was in Hindi, what I saw here was most of the people talked to each other in their local language (Marathi). If I would try than too I won't understand the slightest thing in that.
That first day I didn't had much to do. I was just told what I had to do in my project and it would start in few days. I had not overcomed my Inferiority Complex. But I took a breath of relief when I met Hemang Patel. He is from Ankleshwar. He was not associated with my project and we didn't had much talk either. But I don't know what made me feel relieved after meeting him. I suppose this is what you call feeling easy when you have people from around your place


While leaving the place in the evening, I was very much happy and exited to come back the next day.


It would be the most memorable day in my life.


My Parents                 Bhagwat Narkhede
Chandarana Uncle    Abhijit Khalate
Gavish Jani                Anuj Pawar
                                     Hemang Patel


and esp My College. For giving me an opportunity for see the Corporate World before I would actually experience it.


Thank You all of you....
I owe you for all this...

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Expectations..... They are always there

Hello everyone,
This time I have got something very much interesting.
I was googling and found this awesome lines written by Mansi Bhatia on her Blog.
Nice Composition Mansi. :)

"Expectations, hopes and aspirations
Perfect ingredients to stifle your relations
To wish for something to be done for you,
To expect reciprocation for all you do
That’s not a relationship — that’s a deal,
A contract that two parties seal.
When you love someone, you only give
For a smile, a look, a loving hug, you live.."

Sounds good, doesn’t it? Sure does.
It’s the romanticized version of life. In reality, all relationships require a give and take. The spousal kind, more so.

You could certainly aspire to have a relationship devoid of expectations. But to translate that into your day-to-day thoughts and activities — close to impossible. Just read the last line of the verse above


I am an Idealist at heart but I’ve come to believe that selflessness doesn't quite exist.

We always expect something in return … even if it is an immaterial thing.


It’s human nature.
You can’t just give of yourself.
Disagree with me?
Would like to hear why....