Through My Words!

Life..a race?

I am Listening to Van Halen’s Right Now. I seems that the song was written with an inspirational motive, and it does inspire, be the synth heavy intro or the cracking Eddie Van Halen guitar solo, or the off beat progression before the guitar solo, they’d all give any music enthusiast a rush. The year 2010 has pretty been good to me till now. All the running around for the last couple of years, seems to be paying off, or is it too early to speak about. There were times during my work life in this city where I pondered over  very basic questions such as:  why do we exist, why do we compete, why do we have to keep running in order to keep up with the other “racers”, why is peer pressure getting to us, why do we keep drawing comparisons and most of all, why can’t we be satisfied?

3 Idiots - The recent hit

Watching Aamir’s three idiots at Vizag with my college buddies was a wonderful experience, I did enjoy the movie quite a lot, but then there was a lesson to be learnt, a hard fact, something that not only engineers of our time but other professions also have to deal with. Was I a part of  the herd, yes..was I motivated enough, yes. But was I sure as to what I wanted to get is what I actually did, umm..Now there’s a doubt. I was going through Maslow’s heirarchy of needs, usually taught as an HR ideology, this theory assumes that “Esteem: the need for achievement, respect by others and self-esteem” comes after the other human needs such as “Physiological: Food, water, sleep etc”, “Safety: security, employment, resources etc” and “Love/Belonging: friendship, family etc”. Well, if that should really be the case, then why is that for some people the esteem factor plays a larger role, why is it that in such cases you find people missing out on basic physiological needs such as “food, sleep”, as work takes control  of a greater chunk of the person’s time as compared to “family, friends” and that old feeling of Safety from a heath perspective.

Is that a possible criterion for satisfying one’s “esteem”, is that the path that the greats and the runners follow or is it just a  compromise that we make and are missing out on the good things in  life in this process?


February 9, 2010 Posted by | 1 | 2 Comments

A run for your money

Today, i had a unique experience. The reason, simple, I got late for the train. Now what’s unique in that?? having been told ever since my early childhood days to reach the station an hour in advance etc etc, it surely was. Imagine having taken a nap (shouldn’t call it sleep) for just a couple of hours at night to wake up for an early morning train (Janashatabdi express, 6:20 am) from Howrah to Jamshedpur. Phew! there’s more to that. The cab was slated to arrive at 5:15 am, i mean that was when i booked it for. And having stayed in Kolkata for a couple of years, a “10-15 min delay is but obvious”. But to add to it, i got up late, my partner was all set but i was taking my own sweet time. Taking the point in quotes into consideration, I gave the cab service a call at 5:30 to take the cab driver’s number, expecting that probably he was trying to hunt down the house where i lived. Salt lake is pretty confusing place.

And there we were all set with the luggage on the road waiting for the cab when the moron finally showed up at 5:45. Having just half an hour to get inside the train,  i decided to cut the complaining and asked him to step on the gas which he did. As we raced towards Howrah station, there were freaking jams in M.G. Road, and then at the station where am entire queue of taxis was there in front of us  sluggishly moving towards the far extremity of the new station where our train was.

I had almost given up hopes of making it when a Messiah came to our rescue, the Coolie, the guy who belongs to the clan who I despise because of their extraordinary charges for moving pieces of luggage around. 140 bucks..we said lets go..he ran towards the platform, my partner up front, behind him the coolie carrying a large suitcase and a mid-sized carry bag which must’ve been close to 20 kilos and i, wearing a school bag and pulling a trolley.

an inside view of Howrah (the new station)We found our compartment after having crossed some 8-9 (22 meters each), got inside, paid the coolie 150 bucks and breathed a sigh of relief!

July 18, 2009 Posted by | 1 | Leave a comment

All Hell ‘Brakes’ Loose

Complete disregard for traffic rules

         Today i walked to office. Now, you’d probably say that i am doing it to loose some weight, but trust me, u’d not want me to lose any if you meet me. 🙂 Jokes apart, i had to walk all the way because of the HaraKiri caused on the road leading to my company’s office, which incidentally, is located in one of the prime locations of Kolkata. Sector-5 or Salt Lake Electronics Complex as its popularly known as, is always buzzing with the sound of vehicles and is the source of income for over 50,000 IT professionals, including, yours truly. 

People decide to walk the walk

Kolkata always had its share of trouble in controlling the traffic situation and today was no exception, my walk to work was bad to say the least, it was  traumatizing, thanks to the noise and pollution. 

January 20, 2009 Posted by | 1 | , | 2 Comments