Saturday, December 03, 2016

My First Job

My First Job
‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

I'm at loss of words if  I'm asked to talk about my first job. I can't imagine the number of days I waited for my joining days. It  was the great recession era and hence the joining date for us was delayed by a period of 6 months. I had  secured the  job through the third year campus placements and by far that was the turning part of my life. My excitement grew more since then but because of the delay it soon faded.  There wasn't a single day I didn't refresh my mailbox.  But my happiness hiked  when I saw the letter. 



I had my joining location as Pune. For someone who wasn't used to wake up before 8 and a momma's boy, it was difficult to acclimatise.  But I did manage. We underwent an initial training programme to be eligible for projects. After successfully completing the project, a major shock awaited me. I got my first project and I was posted to Noida. By then, this place was known for many wrong reasons. I felt weird  and helpless. I tried talking to the HR's but they bluntly asked me to resign if  won't join the Noida project. The phase was such that there was not much IT jobs. I had to listen to my mind and when I think about that decision I don't regret. 

I somehow joined my  project. The positive was that my friend was with me. We both struggled to find a house for rent. When we settled life moved on and there was never looking back. The first day at project , Noida decided to greet us with hailstorms. The solid particle fell on my head and it did hurt me. The wind was so strong that we hugged a tree to save us. Our clothes were messed up as we fell on the puddles. It was embarassing for us to enter our ODC in such a manner. Every one looked at us and it was awkward. I never knew we would meet our Project Manager at such a state.  We were given formal Knowledge Transfer and soon we became productive. But there wasn't a single day when I didn't think about my family.  I used to cry for hours. During one  Skype call, my mother broke in to tears when I informed her that I was having problems with the food. Life had did injustice to me and I had spent sleepless nights. My digestive couldn't digest the nasty foul smelling Rajmah Chawal at our office cafeteria any more. I found solace in a group of Bengali friends. They all loved me as their own. 

I got to understand a lot about the various Project models. I worked on the live projects and  got to understand the requirements as I closely worked with the business folks.  That laid the foundation for what I am today!  My Manager understood my plight and soon sent me to Pune. 
The First Job is memorable to everyone.  I had a troublesome past that even continues till today. But still I have fond memories of  my first job.  I never had timing issues as I worked in the US shift and flexi hours through out my career. First Job was indeed memorable!

Friday, December 02, 2016

The Esteban Rock Concert


“Abba, I’m going to attend Esteban’s Rock concert this weekend,” Mustafa stated.
“No, you’re not,” his father, said brusquely
“Abba!” 
He was a diehard fan of Rockstar Esteban. 
How I could even afford to miss my idol Esteban’s concert when he would be performing in Mumbai, he thought.
He decided to ignore his father’s words this time and secretely booked his tickets.
It was Saturday. The entire Mumbai complex was packed with over 90 thousand Esteban fans.
Esteban sang his favourite “Freedom Sake...” song
Mustafa spotted his Abba and ran towards him as he saw him pressing a button.
KABOOM!!!







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Sunday, November 06, 2016

Are you really Happy(?)

Are you really Happy(?)
The concept of Happiness sometimes amazes me.  The idea of Happiness isn't really about buying stuff that give you immense pleasure or being with someone whose company you cherish! If such was the idea of Happiness, then I should be the happiest man on earth. Happiness is all about being happy with the small thing that you possess. It may be something that triggers and rekindles all your special memories and makes you travel down the memory lane. 



The other day when I stopped at the junction, I saw a young girl, cheerfully smiling hovering around from one vehicle to the another. Though she sold flowers , there was something unique about her.  Happiness for her was different. And sadly the definition of Happiness for us is different. With changing lifestyles,  our life has changed too.  We no longer cherish the time that we spend with our loved ones. We are too busy with materialistic things that we fail to provide quality time for our own people. Remember that materialistic things are the most deceiving. The happiness behind owning a costly iPhone over  talking to your ageing grandma might be different. But again, it is really difficult to define it. It depends on the perspectives. 




So,I urge you all to be happy whenever possible. Real happiness comes in doing things that we love. I , for instance, love writing and writing transports me into a completely different world. That's what makes me happy!



So be happy! And tell me what is real happiness for you ? Are you really happy (?) 





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Dear Zindagi

Dear Zindagi
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Dear Zindagi,

One blog post won't fill in everything about  the special bond that we share. Such is our bond! The constant ups and downs have not only taught me a great lesson but also moulded me into a stronger individual. When I was young I had big dreams in my eyes. 

I had plans of settling in Europe and dreamt of starting my own business. Maybe you had other plans for me that I fail to recognise. My dreams got crumbled and eventually I found myself like a fish floundering on the floor. That's a great pain. You have been like an entwined headphone to me.  Almost half of the time, I have only wasted all my  time making it straight.  It has been a painful journey throughout. There has been no trace of  joy but yes I saw happiness for a brief period of time in form of some people. You sent me people in form of friends , few of whom were true to me and my friendship and the others who backstabbed me and changed with time. That phase, between 2006 to 2012 , can never be forgotten. That was when you tested me! It's funny that at this moment of time, all the dark thoughts surface in front of my eyes one by one as I type this blog post. Quite evident how disastrous my life had turned into! 

It's okay to be sad but let not sadness alone take you down. Sorrow is a strong emotion that holds an important area of the human brain, even more stronger than happiness. I cheer myself when sad thoughts embrace me. Music is my saviour.  Though most of the time, I feel like stranded alone on a deserted island, I would like to say that life got shipwrecked.  At a time, when I was recovering from a nuclear bomb bombarded on my life by Almighty, I soon saw him dropping another bomb. This was even more, stronger and powerful than the previous one that impacted not only me but also my kith and kins.  I see darkness all around. They say if you smile, your melancholy would eventually fade away. But I would snap saying, how can you even smile when you are in darkness and got no hopes from life?  Every time I step out of the home, I look skywards and ask Almighty, " Will you again paint my life with beautiful colours?"

At a time, when youngsters fly around with their wings in pursuit of their goals, I realised that my wings were cropped. With cropped wings, how could one fly so high?  It was then I attached wings and flew in search of my dreams. Dreams are the most difficult things to materialise. To fulfil your dreams, you need constant efforts, support and motivation.  In most people's life, there are people in form of best friends, parents, siblings,  who assume the role of motivator. But in my story, I am the writer, actor, director and storyteller. I am the custodian of my own dreams and playing the role of a  self-motivator is phenomenal. During my home away days, I once mentioned that I see skeletons in my closet. I still see them , but they have grown in quantity. I see hope fading.

Behind every dark cloud, there is a silver lining. There indeed is a silver lining. Miracles happen where hope resides. I'm still hopeful , dear Zindagi. Would life change if you flaunt an animated smile ? Nope, but it only makes you better. Smile a mile and kick all your sorrow out of your life. I understand that this post is full of melancholy but I can't really help, I'm still trying to embrace my life and make the best out of it. Life is what you make it.  Though I'm struggling, I am still finding ways to make it better because I am the actor of my movie and I have to make it big. 

Life is a picture of a painting I am nowhere near, but one day I will find that and keep it with me. I won't say smiling erases all your sorrows but it keeps your hope intact. True  that, when God shuts all the door when you are in darkness, he keeps one door open. Almost half of us eventually give up after trying hard to spot that opened door. But we fail to realise that it is an invisible door and God has  a right time and moment to open it. And after that life will be full of happiness and you will be brimming with joy.

Life comes with  terms and conditions that there will be no happiness forever. So learn to embrace life and everything it has to offer you. Embrace sorrow because  like I said before it moulds you into a stronger individual. 

Aye Zindagi gale laga le,
humne bhitera har ek gham ko
gale se lagaya hai
Aye Zindagi gale laga le
Hum ne bahane se, chup ke jamane se,
Palkon ke parde main ghar bhar lia
tera sahara mil gaya
Aye Zindagi gale laga le



So dear Zindagi, don't smirk that you have succeeded the first of the game between you and me. I am going to win the second half of the game and win this! Keep SMILING 

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“I am writing a letter to life for the #DearZindagi activity at BlogAdda
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Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Food and travel to rule the hearts of travellers in India in 2017

An interesting survey held recently reckons that more than 60% of the people in India would be traveling for their sheer love of food. This is indeed a new trend that would set its imprints in the Indian travel industry. As more and more foodie havens get explored, within a year, you would have a list of great places to travel and dine at. Good food is definitely a mood-lifter, and so is good travel. If you are among those who want to explore places first-hand, you should start packing your luggage and roll out your travel plans as soon as you finish reading this. Well, wait a minute. Want a hint for your itinerary? The following list gives you a lot to consider about the food scene across India. Take a look:

Goa


One thing incredible about Goa is that not only it is a coastal paradise for the tourists, it is also a foodie heaven with so many things to gorge on when your appetite makes the call. Goa cuisine is a year round hit among the food lovers. Whether it is the Goan fish curry, chicken vindaloo, king prawns, or a variety of seafood, Goa serves it all in a scrumptious way. Next time you are cruising at this party hotspot, order a seafood platter for the ultimate gastronomical delight.

Lucknow
This is one city that has always been on the radar of the true food connoisseurs. The moment you arrive in Lucknow, two things simply overwhelm you without any delay – the culture and the food, both of which are warm and nourishing. The famous Awadhi cuisine is a trademark style of cooking in this city. Kebabs and biryanis are always the top favorite choices among the visitors. Taste these savory delights to treat your taste buds with the best.

Mumbai


When it comes to fine dining in this nation, Mumbai simply tops the list. Yet, that is not the only accolade it gets when it comes to food. The sense of taste and flavor lingers for a long while as you try one street food after another here in Mumbai. From bhel puri, falooda, frankies, to modaks (laddoo) and seafood, Mumbai offers an extensive range of delicacies and dishes for the hungry souls. A tourist destination and a vast metropolitan, Mumbai is one of the happiest tourist paradises in India.

Delhi
This city was bound to come into this exclusive list for all the right reasons. Delhi is not just the national capital and a big metro city, it is also the place which is often called the foodie capital of the country. With delicacies of almost all states in India, the city offers a gala time for all the foodies who want to try everything delicious and new. Try anything – tikki chaat, bhalla papadi, haleem, nahari, chhole bhature, paranthe, kebabs, etc. and you would have a great time on the city tour.

Kashmir

This paradise on earth is another heavenly place for the food lovers. All the efforts of coming to this beautiful region gets paid eventually as you bask in its enchanting scenery, verdant valleys, and lofty, snow-covered mountains. The Kashmir experience becomes even more nostalgic with a few flavors to associate it with, as you taste the signature goshtaba. Yakhni, Rogan Josh, Stew, and Dum Olav are some other mouth-watering delicacies here. You can also try the Kashmiri drink, Kahwa.

So, plan your food travel itinerary well this time. Get your train ticket bookings to these wonderful destinations well in advance to indulge in nice gastronomic adventures much ahead of others. Of course, you a year to figure out what you missed out yet. Check PNR status online of your ticket for updated info before you head for the railway station. As a lot many people might already be planning to travel to these places, it’s best to to cancel a low probability PNR ticket and get on with an alternative destination or mode of transport. Have a nice tour.

Friday, October 07, 2016

The Jai Veeru of 21st Century

The story of Jai and Veeru reminds us of ideal friendship.  That's how true friends should be! Everyone craves to have a friend like Jai or Veeru with whom you  could share all your secrets.  You could blindly trust that friend. Very few are blessed  with such friendship. I consider myself lucky to have found a Jai in my life in form of my friend Ankit Jain who happens to be my blogger friend.



I could talk for hours and days about this special friend of mine. He holds a special place in my heart. During the young days of blogging, I remained anonymous. That was when I was actively involved in writing short fiction stories in form of series. It was then he discovered me through random blog hops. I never knew that he saw me as an inspiration. He soon  shifted to Mumbai, the city of dreams, to join a multinational software organisation as a Mainframe Developer. By then only my close friends used to know the real me.  It was during a book project, I met him. We used to meet quite often and it was one such occasion that he confessed that my blog was an inspiration to him. I was flabbergasted at first. I remained speechless for a while. I hardly knew him then. 

 From strangers, we got to know each other well. There was something that bothered him much. And it was food. Trust me, for someone who was used to eating homemade food, adapting to outside food is a terrible thing. My home away days made me transform into a better individual. During one such instance, I got to know that he was missing his mother badly and the food cooked by her.  Whenever we met, I used to bring home food for him. That was the least I could do for a friend like him. Since, then our friendship grew, even more, stronger. We used to travel together for various blogger meets. I used to call him at Andheri and he would arrive in time. But it would still take hours for us to locate as he would be at the rear end of the platform and me at the front side. And then we would greet each other abusing. Such was the bond! He is a numismatist and his love for collecting rare coins is admirable.  He used to cajole me to accompany him at various coin exhibitions. It wasn't my cup of tea but he made me realise the importance of hobbies. 


 I sought inspiration from him and I again started collecting postcards from different countries of the world. Table Tennis is a sport that is played across the world. Ankit is a die hard fan of table tennis.  During a birthday treat, we happened to bump across a venue at Versova. We spotted a table tennis  bat and a table. That was the first time when I played table tennis for the first time.  This friend of mine taught me to play table tennis. I am not a great fan of sports  but through his passion for Table Tennis, I developed a deep interest for Foosball. Ankit  loves writing. He loves writing Erotica. During our Bookster team meeting, he came up with a story of a mistress. I still remember to what extent we made fun of him. He is good at photography.  His Instagram account  is a proof of his photography talent. He has clicked some amazing photos and they are outstanding and picturesque. 



During his professional exile of  one year in the States, I missed this friend a lot. Of course, he was my partner in crime and a friend with whom I could go for various events. We used to talk through Facebook and Whatsapp but virtual communication is not as effective as a face to face meet up. That was when the memories of our South Mumbai travel, frequent HUB Mall movies flashed through my mind. Ankit loved a woman badly. But due to some personal reasons, the bond collapsed just like an old bridge. It was the most depressing moment of his life. All my  attempts to soothe him remained futile. I had never seen him upset before and for the first time, I saw tears rolling down his cheeks. I felt weird and helpless for not being able to help him much. But life moves on and he bounced back to normalcy soon. He is defiant and a rebel and his never say never attitude is something that I admire in him.  Ankit is back to town after 1 year of Firangi days. 



Everyone needs a friend like Ankit. He is my go-to man with whom you could talk when you are upset. He is a guy with whom you could share all your secrets and trust him because he is a trustworthy guy. You could abuse him and still find comfort in his company. In short, a friend like him is essential in life. I found my close friend in Ankit. What about you ?

Here is something I dedicate to my friend Ankit.

 Yeh dosti hum nahin todenge

Todenge dam magar tera saatha na chhodenge
Aye meri jeet teri jeet teri haar meri haar
Sun aye mere yaar
Tera gham mera gham teri jaan meri jaan
Aisa apna pyaar
Khana pinaa sath hai, marna jeena sath hai (2)
Saari zindagi
Yeh dosti...

Oh yes, we both call ourselves as the Jai Veeru of the 21st century :)

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Friday, September 30, 2016

Corseca DM5810BT Bluetooth Stereo Headset Review


Corseca 5810BT is a Bluetooth Headset with high-quality Stereo Output and inbuilt Microphone for clear voice calls. It is integrated with an MP3 Player that can be invoked through buttons available on the headset. There is  a charging slot and a chip slow where the MicroSD card can be inserted.The neckband is elegant and stylish. The material quality is not bad. The finish seems to be good and an advantage about the product is its light weight. It is easy to handle.
Now, let's see it's product specification before I tell you what I feel about this product.

Corseca DM5810BT Bluetooth Stereo Headset Review


Technical Specification

  • It supports Bluetooth Version v4.1.
  • Supports Headset profile, Hands-free.
  • A2DP and AVRCP.
  • Bluetooth Class 2
  • 430 Mah Lithium Polymer Battery with a Charge time of 2 hours per Charge Port
  • Mirco USB 5 pin Bluetooth Mode.
  • Talk time of 20 hours.
  • Music Time up to 18 hours.
  • Standby time up to 70 hours
  • For Media Player, Music Time is up to 6.5 hours, Standby Time up to 16 hours
  • Size 155 x 115 x 25mm
  • Weight 73g
  • Operating Temperature - -10 to 50 deg Celsius
  • Storage Temperature- -20 to 80 deg Celsius


Now it's time to review it.
I was pretty much excited when I ordered this product from Amazon.in.
My friend had informed me about this Bluetooth Headphone and last month she had purchased one. But that was a different Corseca Product. I asked her for a recommendation and she informed me about this DM5810BT version that comes up with a memory card slot that supports music player.  I was impressed after I  saw the product. I quickly ordered it and it got delivered in 3 days. To be honest, when I unboxed the product, I had struggled for about 45 minutes on how to pair the headset with the headphone.

Corseca DM5810BT Bluetooth Stereo Headset Review


Dejected, I gave up and decided to experiment the next day. Even it's user guide  couldn't help me much. It was clearly mentioned but somehow my phone got messed up. Then I realised that a Philips Bluetooth speaker was already paired with my phone. I removed it and paired the new Bluetooth headset with it. It got paired and I was too excited to know how it performs. I quickly connected my music player to it and it played loud and better.
I then watched some videos on youtube. I even watched a movie using the JioCinema app and I didn't see any performance degradation. It was perfect. At the same time, my friend Ankit had called me, I spoke using this headset and I somehow realised that the volume was a bit low in case of phone calls. The voice quality is not good. Rest all was good. Even the music via the SD card was good. The charging doesn't take much time. It comes up with a nice beautiful case. 

Corseca DM5810BT Bluetooth Stereo Headset Review


The user guide has some 18 instructions on how to use the buttons provided on the headset. It has a centre call button along with a volume adjustment button that allows you to lower or raise the volume.

Overall, I am happy with the product and impressed with it.
I highly recommend you guys to try this awesome Corseca DM5810BT Bluetooth Stereo Headset.


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Sunday, September 25, 2016

14001 - The Samjhauta Express

14001 - The Samjhauta Express

Samjhauta Express


 The evening sky looked gorgeous displaying a beautiful shade of Orange and Red. It looked unusual for me. There was something peculiar about the sky pattern. I rubbed my eyes and sprawled my legs. Looking at the sky shade indicated that it was evening. I looked around and saw that the train was empty.  There was no one in sight. It was dark.

I lolled on the train seat and wondered what had happened suddenly. The 14001 Samjhauta Express was a ray of hope to some people across the borders. I still remember that Kareem Chacha from Lahore used to regularly travel to India to meet his Khala who lived in Kanpur. Baljit Uncle from Amritsar used to travel to Pakistan using this train to meet his  best friend  Ahmad Khan who lived in Islamabad. The train was a breeding ground for so many amazing stories. I fondly remember the good old days where people used to chit chat with each other and talk about their Indo-Pakistan memories.  The Samjhauta Express displayed the friendship between people from both the nations. It was the government of the two countries that had a poor relationship but not the people. It's on this train where I and few of my friends used to steal Delicious Biryani from Nafeesa Chachi's food bag and consume  scrumptious Aloo Parathas from Amrit Kaur Aunty. That was our way of adventure. But they embraced us with an open heart, at least we felt so. I slowly walked inside the bogey to check if anyone was there. Alas! the train was empty. It was waiting at the Attari Station. 

Strolling inside the train, took me back to the memory lane. I reminisced the wonderful bygone days where I used to listen to the India-Pakistan partition stories narrated by older passengers travelling in the Samjhauta Express. I used to narrate those stories to my parents and even they used to wonder about the bond. There is no hatred between the people of these two countries but like I said earlier, its the government that's sowing seeds of hatred. 

" Motherfuckers! Not even a single fucking person on this train." I yelled at the top of my voice.
Devastated and Disappointed, I returned back to my seat.
That was when I eavesdrop on a discussion between two Indian railway officials. They were standing outside the train.
"I don't understand when will these Pakistani's stop killing Indian soldiers." The first guy said to the other.
The second person took a sip of the chai and said, "I heard the Pakistani Militants had killed 9 Indian sepoys."
"True. And I don't understand till when will India remain silent on such issues and keep condemning such attacks." The first person said to the other.
I listened to the conversation with complete alacrity.
"I think it's high time India should drop a nuclear bomb on Pakistan and regain it's lost territory." The second person replied.

"Holy Fuck! War is not a cake! It will kill innocent people." I murmured.
I moved my head and turned around to see if I could get hold of someone. But the train was still empty and these guys were talking about wars.
"I actually see no meaning of this train running too and fro between Lahore and New Delhi." The first person said and continued,"  There is no Samjhauta between our two countries."
"The train name is an irony. " The second person said and laughed.
"That's why this train is lying here like an orphan at this border town." The guy said.
I almost freaked out.  "What!!" 

As per the discussion, it seemed that the Indian government had decided to discontinue the Samjhauta Express train running between India and Pakistan.
Sad, I sat on my seat, resting my chin on my hand. I am definitely going to miss the wonderful stories between the two countries, I thought.

By now, the evening Sun had almost vanished. The moon, full and bright looked mesmerising.
My eyes aimlessly wandered around as I looked for those two guys outside. They were not to be seen. 
I walked towards the footboard. I stood there and spotted those guys again. Their political discussions were never ending. 

"Oye Sukhwinder, sunne,  just got the news from our station master," The first person said to the other.
"What news, Boobinder?" The second person asked.
"That our government is planning to reuse this train for some other route,"he said and continued, "We need to clean it and make it ready." 

I keenly listened to whatever they were talking.
"Oh Wait, Sukhwinder!" Boobinder, the second person  looked at me.
I freaked out once again. I soon ran and hid  beneath the seat.
"Let me get that Black HIT right away." he continued, " they are such a menace."
He got vexed after he spotted me. He angrily walked to the Office to get the Black HIT.
Once I got to know his future action, I kept running. My life now was in my hand. I had to save myself. I kept running for my life. As I ran, I saw the virtual images of Ahmad Chacha, Kuldeep Uncle, Shana Begum and many other passengers.  How beautiful this train once used to be!
But now ,the train was empty! And I kept running to save my life from Boobinder!

 ‘This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.’

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Saturday, September 24, 2016

India Pakistan Keyboard Warriors


India Pakistan Keyboard Warriors
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Whenever there is a discussion involving India and Pakistan then there has to be growing animosity between the people from the two countries which basically transforms into a heated argument. I have recently noticed that the Times Of India Facebook page consists of more Pakistani users than Indians. The increasing rise of Keyboard warriors totally gives a different perspective. 

Who are Keyboard Warriors?
 Keyboard Warriors are basically netizens who spent most of their time online expressing their views on topics that need much attention. It may be economics, finance, terrorism, politics and god knows what not! The increase in the population of Keyboard warriors only reveals the power of the Internet and social media. Social Media plays a major role and majority of the younger generation can be found expressing their views and thoughts on the Social Media. They are the ones who readily give advises without a proper research or citing relevant sources. The outcome of frustrated Keyboard Warriors results in trends such as #KamjorIndia #BuzdilPakistan #FreeKashmirFromIndia #CowardIndia and such trends. Their involvement in such kinds of twitter trends is phenomenal.

India Pakistan Keyboard Warriors


The inability of Pakistan to control terrorism  is disappointing and it is serving as a breeding ground for Terrorism. The recent infiltration attempts by the Pakistani militants and the attacks on the Indian army men only strengthens the point that Pakistan is a major player when it comes to Terrorism. It is the primary reason for the growing tension between the two nations. The blame game between India and Pakistan is never ending and won't cease  to exist. That is because  of the sentiments and emotions attached with the two countrymen. In India, whatever Pakistan is doing is wrong and India needs to pay attention to it. Similarly on the other side of the border, people there have similar views about India. Let's come to the main discussion about the Keyboard warriors from across the border. The Indian and the Pakistani Social Media soldiers are actually smart because each of them knows how to respond well. Not to forget the numerous abuses that are hurled during the process.  You might get a clear image when you read the comment section of the Times Of India Facebook Page. That serves as the best example. Every time when I bump it, I am flabbergasted. So many views  and some of them are legitimate and valid. That is the speciality of the keyboard warriors. They give good suggestions and advises to the Government and help them in the decision-making only if someone actually pays heed to their words. Recently the  Nawaz Sharif speech at the UNGA attracted many eyeballs across the nations. Most of the speech seem to have been dictated by the Pakistani Army because it only had the Kashmir issue described in details. That was expected out of Pakistan because it always played the victim at international level and would stoop any low to bring India down. In response, the Indian diplomat's counter speech was brilliant. But again that actually was a food to many Indian news channels. Arnab Goswami went ahead with his own set of Ex-Generals and Ex-diplomats and did his best to defame the other country. Well, that's obvious. Wrong is Wrong and Wrong cannot be Right. That's the policy I follow. The growing battle between the twitterati's from both countries in Twitter gives so many views to the topic. That itself is an Indo Pak war in itself - The Great Indo Pak Twitter War!

The recent URI Attack provoked many Indian minds and put the keyboard warriors to work.  Their desperate attempts to bring each other down is commendable. Only if they put so many efforts in real world  non-trivial things then they would have risen in ranks and positions in their life. But sadly expressing views in Twitter is not going to do good to them. So, after the attack that snatched 18 Indian lives, many of us got angry on PM Modi. Many even labelled him as weak and loose canon. Because most of them wanted a war against Pakistan. Indian Government was hinting at tackling it diplomatically by isolating Pakistan at the international arena. War is never going to happen because if it happens then it would be a destruction of both India and Pakistan. Both are nuclear powers and we all are aware of what happened at Hiroshima and Nagasaki many years back. An India-Pakistan nuclear war could take as many as 18 million human lives.  Pakistan could disappear from the world map. Also not to forget the impact it would create on the environment because of the radioactive elements. It would destroy the children for the next 40 years to come. Keyboard warriors should never get emotional without thinking about the outcomes of a war. Firstly ,understand the meaning of a war in its true context.  It is easy to ask the country to go for a war without thinking about its consequences. Think Rationally. 

A senior IAS officer threw a poll for the same that attracted users from both the countries. It was whether India and Pakistan should go for a war. He has been creating too many polls related to the present issues. . His poll creation spree seems never ending. His recent poll is related to the Indus Water Treaty. That is how certain Keyboard Warriors are showing their presence. 

India Pakistan Keyboard Warriors


After Keyboard Warrior's anger subsided, they started  a discussion about  the possibility of blocking the Indus Waters. It is to be noted that Indus is known as the lifeline of Pakistan as it is the major water source of Pakistan. Blocking the Indus water will create famines and droughts in Pakistan thereby killing many million Pakistani's.  This will be more dangerous than a war but in either case, it is the innocent civilians who would be losing their lives.  It could be seen as a Humanitarian issue and could bring a bad name for India at the Global stage because Pakistan would play a victim again. So after that, we took the issue of  liberation of Balochistan.

There is a secession movement happening in Pakistan where Balochistan wants to establish itself as an independend country. Many of the Indian Keyboard warriors believe that Balochistan will be the next Bangladesh. And India will help in its freedom. The same views are snapped by many Pakistani Keyboard warriors. 

 Then came the issue of  not giving opportunities to Pakistani artists. Fawad Khan, Ali Zafar, Rahat Ali Khan , Atif Aslam are few known Pakistani artists  who have been performing in India. The recent Uri Attacks made many warriors think why these actors didn't condemn the attack. So , there are many tweets and blogs that talk about this. 

India Pakistan Keyboard Warriors


Dear Keyboard Warriors, we all have an important role here. It falls in the Media sector so it's our job to ensure not to spread hatred and false information through the social media channels.  I clearly understand that the people from both the countries are bounded by emotions. Who will like it when your army guards are killed. Any country would think twice when there is a threat to the country. And it would not be wise to get emotional under such circumstances.

There are many Keyboard Warriors who have been planting false stories.  Let the government do the job. They are our voice. PM Modi better understands what is the best - be it a war or cutting Indus waters or diplomatically isolating Pakistan. Let the government take its stance. It will do the best and we as citizens of this wonderful nation should abide by it. Because our leaders job is to ensure that our nation and its people are safe. If any external force happens to destroy the peace and people of our country, then the government would take stern actions.

I am quoting my friend Padmanabh's Facebook status here. His status inspired me to write about this. 

"Dear Governments of India and Pakistan, you may be aware of  the rising Keyboard warriors from both the nations. who are desperate to fight it out against each other and prove their worth. They understand terrorism,  defence, politics and economics very well.  Please get a social media survey done ASAP, provide uniforms to these unsung heroes. Do not allow them to go waste. In fact, you could consider some of them for the Government Portfolios as well since they claim to understand in depth about Government and policies. And above all , replying to opinions with Abusive Language is one of their USP's. Make sure even this talent gets its due credit" 

His words clearly explained  the role of Keyboard Warriors.  Let's be good and respect each other's view. Let's have a constructive discussion instead of abusing each other and being rude. And here is a nice War Game idea if you guys are interested ;)


India Pakistan Keyboard Warriors


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Friday, September 23, 2016

The Client Appreciation

The Client Appreciation



India has turned into an outsourcing unit for the Western world. Most of the IT MNC's rely on countries such as India, Philippines and Indonesia  because they are the countries where most of their IT work gets outsourced. It's obvious that in such circumstances it becomes mandatory to keep the boss happy. There is a popular culture in IT called as appreciation ( also called as client appreciation). Client appreciation is a way to let the resources know that they have done a fabulous job in constructing a quality product. This appreciation episode reminds me of a funny incident that happened in my previous organisation.
For most companies, pleasing their client is an important activity. They religiously follow the customer is King mantra. Of course, the customer is definitely a King. After all, he pays you for the services that you offer. There was a guy with me named Nikhil who worked with me in my team. He was totally new to the team. He quickly got a grasp of the system but he was an arrogant guy. A Numero Uno Rabble Rouser he was! One day, the client representative wished him on the Office Communicator and said thanks.
It was "Thanks, Nikhil :) " 

This amazing gentleman took a snapshot of the chat and emailed it keeping the boss and the super boss in the loop. The Manager was impressed and he added few more senior officials in the mail chain just for that 'Thanks, Nikhil :)'
"That's impressive, Nikhil!" The Manager replied.
"Good work. You make us  proud!" The senior manager commented.
"That's sheer brilliance, Nikhil!" The director of the organisation replied to the mail.
 This went on and even our team was in the loop. Nikhil was enjoying the limelight.  We stood there flabbergasted when we saw the mail replies.
"Thanks is not an appreciation, dude!" I said to my close friend.
"I know!" he replied.
While we were busy engrossed in our work, our eyes chanced upon a mail that made us laugh. It was a laughter riot.
"I see "Thanks" in all the emails that the client replies to me. Does that mean he has appreciated me?" There was a witty reply by one of the onshore folk.
Yes, he was correct. Actually, he was referring the Email Signature.
 Sooner, another guy replied. "I also see Best Regards in all the replies that the client sends to me. Does it mean he is conveying me his best regard? Does he love me? "
That was hilarious. Poor Nikhil's email chain was clearly hijacked. By now it had a huge number of recipients.  That was the highest level of Trolling. Everyone on our floor was laughing.  This news spread like a wildfire and became a joke.
Indian Managers are fond of appreciating everyone. But they should remember that thank you is  not a token of appreciation. I have seen appreciation emails for "Good Job" and all.
Always remember that a proper appreciation mail is something where the customer mentions all details and how it has helped or benefited them.
Between, I recently got appreciation for one of my work and believe me it was a really good gesture by my client manager.
I'll see you the next time. Soon!

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Thursday, September 22, 2016

Never Forget Gratitude

Never Forget Gratitude
Very few must be aware that 21st September is observed as the world gratitude day. I got to know it through one of my friends on Twitter who was randomly thanking everyone and expressing her gratitude.  This time, I have decided to talk about this with the help of a fable we all must have been aware of.



In ancient India, there was a man named Gautama. He did all kind of atrocities and sins. He had a bad company. Everyone stayed away from him because of his wrong deeds. He was widely hated by everyone. He used to rob from every home - money, food and clothes and thus gained the hatred of people. He never used to listen to anyone.

One day a wise sage saw him. He saw something in him. He approached him and sat next to him.
"Son, do you know what you are doing ?" The sage asked Gautama.
"No," Gautama replied.
"You are born to be a great man. Kindly do not fall prey to things that you shouldn't do." The sage said and continued, " you were born to rule this world. Such kind of things from you don't amuse."
"What do I do? I got nothing and no one," Gautama replied.
"Distract yourself from all that you are doing. Wrong things that you do today will haunt you in future." The Sage said.
"Thank you , Baba!" Gautama said, "You've opened my eyes."

He listened to the Baba's word carefully. He started contemplated about how his life had veered out. He had been killing people and looting them for his own gains but never thought about them for even one second.

Shattered and hopeless, he walked to an unknown destination. He didn't know where to go and what to do. He was totally devastated and lost. He sat under a Banyan tree. He was tired of walking and thirsty. He sat broken and tears rolled streamed from his eyes. A sagacious Cuckoo was watching everything from the branch of the tree. It was a special bird. Through years of efforts, it was blessed with the power to talk.

The Cuckoo went to him and offered some water to quench his thirst.
"What happened to you?" The Cuckoo asked Gautama.
"Why so serious and sad?" It continued.
Through weak eyes , he looked at the Cuckoo. He was clearly ashen and looked wan.
"I got no one in my life and I don't know what to do. I don't have money in my life to fend for myself." Gautama retorted.

The Cuckoo carefully listened to his words and asked, " So what is your need?"

"I want money so that I can buy some food right now and fend for myself. "  Gautama said.

The Cuckoo sat on his  shoulder and said,
" There are 4 ways to earn money in life.
First is through Education."

"I've never visited school even once,"Gautam replied.

"Second is through Family." The Cuckoo replied.

"I got no one whom I could call my own. I don't have a family." He replied.

"Third is through Luck." The bird replied.

"If I were lucky then  I don't think I would be suffering like this," he said.

"Last is through friends." The Cuckoo said.

"Unfortunately ,none of my friends could help me and they all are wrongdoers." A visibly upset Gautama said.

" Don't worry I'm your friend now," the Cuckoo said and smiled at him.

"I know a King from the neighbouring Kingdom. He is a close friend of mine. "  The Cuckoo said and continued, " I will write a note and all you have to do is just give it to the King."

The Cuckoo smiled at Gautama and said, "My name is Rajdharma."

Gautama had heard a lot about Rajdharma, the talking bird. He thanked the bird. He had to walk 120 km to reach the Village.  During those days, there was no carts or vehicles so the only option left was to walk. So he walked and one day later he reached the Kings castle. The guard informed the King that Rajdharma had sent a man to meet him. The king was pleased to meet his friend Rajdharma's messenger.

He read the note written by Rajdharma, the Cuckoo and gave Golds, Silvers and Diamonds to Gautama. Gautama was extremely happy.

He carried the heavy sack containing the precious jewels and walked back to the tree. He reached there after one day but he was very hungry. He had everything now but no food. And it was cold!

He came and slept under the tree. He could feel rats rumbling inside his stomach because of hunger. Rajdharma, the Cuckoo was watching everything.

The Cuckoo  created a bonfire for him so that he could feel warm. After this, the Cuckoo went to sleep.

Gautama was feeling hungry. He saw that Rajdharma, the Cuckoo was sleeping peacefully. He picked it from the branch and pulled out its feathers and legs and roasted it on the bonfire.

He ate the Cuckoo to fill his hunger. He had no signs of repent.

Days passed and the king was worried about his friend Rajdharma, the Cuckoo. He sent out his guards to enquire about him and got the news that Gautama  had eaten his friend.

The king called Gautama and asked him, " how come you do this to someone who only helped you?"

Gautama had no answers.

"Our Kingdom never forgives anyone who forgets gratitude." The king said and continued, "we are feeling ashamed to have helped you."

He took back all the jewels he gifted Gautama.

Later he asked his guards to throw Gautama in the cage containing the packs of Wolves.

Gautama died a miserable death.

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Through this story, I want to emphasise the fact that ways be thankful to anyone who has helped you. Never forget gratitude come what may.

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Saturday, September 17, 2016

How to forward messages in Whatsapp?


Today I  would be teaching you how to forward Individual messages in Whatsapp to other contacts or other groups. This was a new additional feature introduced in the last few updates. Initially we used to have a broadcast list where you could send a message to multiple contacts. Well that feature is still intact but this forwarding option allows you to forward a message to a group or any contact. It also allows you to send a particular or multiple messages to multiple contacts or multiple groups or broadcast lists.This indeed is a good feature. So lets see how we can do this.

Steps.
1. Select a message or a group of message from a contact chat screen or any group where that needs to be forwarded to. This can be done by performing a long press on the messages.



2. On doing this , you can see a new right arrow on the top icon bar. That is used for forwarding the messages. Click on that arrow.



3. In the next step, you will see the Forward to.. screen where you can see the contact list and the groups where you have interacted. 


4. Select a particular contact or multiple contacts to whom you want to send the message. Similarly this can be done for forwarding message to single or multiple groups. You could also select broadcast lists in this case. 


5. Click on Send icon and the message would be forwarded.


6. And then wait for your friend to reply something stupid like this :D 



This is how we forward messages to multiple contacts or groups or broadcast lists in Whatsapp. Next time we will meet again with some other how-to stuffs. Till then take care and be in the best of your behavior. 


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