Midas touch

Power to Dream l
Originally uploaded by tteerriitt

I always love what Sun does to the frigid deep blue sky in the mornings...the Midas touch.

Frigid blue sky melting to sun,
Melting into silence until evening
Getting ready for another sunrise
With the power to dream...

Thanks tteeritt for the photo...

We are ready with our next mission, Are you game?

A fortnight ago, Friday evening I and my friend KK planned for a long trip to Goa, then shortened it to Mangalore, further shortened it to Nandi hills followed by Hosur... and shortened it further: we spent Saturday at the office... Saturday evening, suddenly an idea flashed while returning home and we got down much ahead of our place...
We dropped into our senior colleague Y's place without any notice. We rang the doorbell and hid ourselves near the stairs and just gave him a surprise when he opened the door. We felt some 10 years younger doing this act...
We still felt younger by forming a trio: I, KK and Y's daughter Ria opposing Y. Munching on the ready-cook popcorn prepared by Ria, the trio strengthened by the tea that Y had prepared.
We helped Ria to finish off some school maths and here began the real action...
We forced Y to join our trio for dinner, and to take his car out on a Saturday evening, made him to eat pizza which he hates to the core. It was all fun that evening...

We are ready for another storming action and creating a trinity with Ria...but when it will happen? Any suggestions Y?

Springing Bangalore...

Fresh violet bud leaves sprung up on bare trees a week ago and now are slowly coloring up a realm that is somewhere above 3 meters from the road level... It is pre-spring season in India and the trees have started to turn green!
It is always a pleasant morning these days, waking up to cool morning wind and the lush green trees.I love those orange colored, brown dotted butterflies, yellow striped butterflies that wish me good morning...

Sandesh Kadur's quest for 'Pogeyan'...

It was a sort of immersion into nature…I witnessed the short film by Sandesh Kadur on Western ghats. Thanks to my colleague Puneet with whom I went to watch the film at the British council in Bangalore. Sandesh has been photographing wildlife in Western ghats for close to a decade. His quest for ‘Pogeyan’ or the ‘Misty’ Indian cat is quite interesting; he spotted this member of the cat family few years back and now wants to spot it again as it is not classified / identified yet…He shared his adventure stories in his quest for ‘Pogeyan’. He said that living in the rainforests of the ghats is far safer than crossing the road in Bangalore… 

If you really admire nature and an ardent lover of it, then Sandesh Kadur’s adventures are online for you at http://www.sandeshkadur.com/

It is good to forget, but not this soon!

With all the josh of my new electronic cards arriving, I forgot to share my 185 minutes to finish the half marathon in Mumbai last week. This one was better than my last one in terms of my post recovery time. The crowd cheer throughout our 21 odd kilometers was a real boost, we never felt that we were alone or we were stressing our body to its extreme. My running pattern this time was 8km non-stop run, another 8-9 km staggered run and walk the last four kilometers…

Post marathon, we had been to the Elephanta cave islands, thanks to my friend Prakash: without him, I could not have managed to see the cave islands. I had in fact seen Mumbai when I was 10 years old, but nothing has changed since then…the same buzzing crowd, the same spirit of living perhaps, only I was 15 years older than I was then…

It was a festival indeed and whole Mumbai was a part of it...Thank you Mumbai, see you next year at the marathon...

My baby, in real copper and components...!

Today morning, I felt extremely happy holding my new baby in real copper and components.  Yes the boards I designed have arrived from the fab-assembly unit.

Before we woke her up to this real world and feed power, she was given a full check up… As any parent would propagate how bringing up children is a difficult yet enjoyable experience, my friends added similar such experiences of theirs to normal conversations.

She is just born; need to bring her up…miles of difficult path to go. But for now, she is the cutest baby I have ever seen because she is of my blood :)

Is India's future in rite / wright / right / write / ryte direction!!!?

rite / wright / right / write / ryte... So much of similar rhyming words?

Yes, all these words were collated from responses to a questionnaire presented to women students of PSG College of Arts and Science in Coimbatore. The questionnaire was a part of the one-to-one initiative from Vasantha Memorial Trust for spreading the awareness on breast-self-examination among women. Around 900 girls were given the awareness talk.

My mother who was a part of the initiative was amused by the answer to a particular question (Answer: Right) Some of the answers were rite (the mobile SMS effect perhaps), wright(Where did wright brothers come into picture?), right, ryte(Again SMS effect), write(What to write?) and many more similar sounding compounds. Many did not choose to right the write answer...sorry, write the right answer!

This left me wondering whether we are marching into future in the right direction??

Saving Satyam...at whose cost?

I was taken aback by the Indian government decision to flush in 2000 crore Indian Rupees to save Satyam IT limited. Government was in fact acting hurriedly in taking over the Satyam IT limited themselves. This highlights involvment of top government officials in the scam and now they are trying to hide themselves from the one of the Great Indian Shame of the century.

Our prime minister says that this will save us from the corporate shame in the eyes of other foreign countries, but at whose cost...Being the part of the scam the individual politicians, including state and central ministers along with auditors and directors of Satyam would have made a lot of money then (When the founder and CEO resigned the company following a confession of cooked up accounts, he held only 5% of stake in the company! ). Now politicians want to save the self destroyed corporate image usign the tax payers hard earned money.

Why should we, the tax payers of the country bear the burden for a bunch of selfish crooks affected by the virus of greed?

Real Work...

'I swear by my life, and my love of it, that I will never live for the sake of another man, nor ask another man to live for mine...'      _Ayn Rand from her 'Atlas Shrugged'

Real team work and fulfilling work starts when we understand the above lines in its entirety...

What do you say?

I am 24.60232717 yrs old !!!

Hey CK…this is not the right thing you have done…exclaimed my junior colleague during morning tea break. I was really amused by the tone he said those words. He was referring to my age I have put in the company networking portal.

Born in 1984-May, I am 24.60232717 years old as of today (This is what my computer calculated!). Now should I mention my age as 24yrs or 25yrs? Here started the debate…
Should I say my age is or 24.xxxxxx years then?

Whatever is, can’t we mention that I am always 16 + rest yrs as experience?