Bharatonomics

Frankly Athiest!

2011-04-18T17:37:00.002+05:30

Nobody has ever seen him .

There is not evidence of his existence .

Those who have seen him were actually dreaming .

Those who believe in him/her/it all have a different version of him/her/it......

To me that its more than enough proof than there is not god, if i cannot see it , if no one can prove it , if it even sounds dumb , if those who believe in it can't even agree and what is it exactly , then it doesn't exist .. it is like believing than we have more than one moon with out any proof whatsoever about it or believing in a scientific claim by a bunch of scientist which all say a different thing , its just absurd .

Trying to be polite here but I should be using some stronger words .

Most Innovative Startups In Recent Times

2011-03-22T17:25:00.000+05:30

What is common between Apple iPod, Nintendo Wii and Indian Premier League? Each is a billion dollar innovation. Each of these is an outside-in innovation, i.e the market need for these innovations were always there and these firms were the first to tap into this market. Each innovation has now become a billion dollar innovation. While Apple made buying and listing to music easy, Nintendo Wii created a new market for non-gamers, folks who had never played console games started playing. IPL brought club ownership and a professional national league, which combined innovative format of T20, great content with top notch marketing.
These startups prove that innovation and filling a market need are the tools of entrepreneurs in creating value for their employees, stakeholders and society at large. The future belongs to people, who can imagine a better world and create organizations that make their vision come true.

Silly Pretenders!

2011-03-18T18:02:00.001+05:30

So, I’ve seen my share of consultants, business advisors, strategy thinkers, brand architects, vision pilots and every other ‘pretender’ of the business world roll through my doors. I’ve endured, suffered and sometimes even gone into convulsions while listening to their endless volley of garbage.

Once a guy in a serious black suit asked me – ‘So- what’s your vision statement?’

‘To make Money,’ I said.

He almost puked his breakfast out and looked at me as if I had gone to a upmarket restaurant and ordered an 'Usal-pau'.

An Year.

2011-03-14T17:41:00.000+05:30

Ok, so its been almost an year since my last post came up on this page that you might be viewing now. Why? This is not because I don't have the time to blog, its also not because I do not have stories to tell & its also not because I lost my blogger password. Its because I have been lazy! Yeah you got that one right I have been lazy running around in this fucking vicious circle of making a better living.

But now I want to do what I am best at- 'Telling Stories'

Signs

2010-03-31T14:31:00.002+05:30

Sometimes, throughout the day, I feel as if the littlest things are suppose to mean something
I feel as if i ran, saw, or heard it for a reason. Sometimes it may be because I just overthink things one too many times but sometimes i actually think it was meant to be there.
The funny thing is when you tell a friend that you think it was a "sign", they kind of look at you & just say "ok."

Have you ever watched a movie & felt that a particular scene was meant just for you? Or have you ever
heard a song and thought that it was meant for you because you can relate to it like no one else can? Recently, I've felt that way. It seems like every movie I watch, every song I listen to, or even when I read something, it feels like theres suppose to be a sign. Its kind of difficult to explain, maybe I'm the only person that sees things this way. I guess seeing is not knowing.

I would like to share this quote from Bruce Almighty with you;

"Parting your soup is not a miracle Bruce, it's a magic trick.A single mom who's working two jobs, and still finds time to take her son to soccer practice, that's a miracle. A teenager who says "no" to drugs and "yes"to an education, that's a miracle.
People want me to do everything for them.

What they don't realize is they have the power.
You want to see a miracle, son? Be the miracle."

Quotes like these seem get me.

Captivating

2010-03-31T14:26:00.003+05:30

Because I couldn't find the words to express the emotions I'm feeling.

"why is love intensified by absence?"

"the opposite of love isn't hate, its indifference."

'We spend our whole lives worrying about the future,
planning for the future, trying to predict the future, as if
figuring it out will cushion the blow. But the future is always changing.
The future is the home of our deepest fears and wildest hopes.
But one thing is certain when it finally reveals itself,
the future is never the way we imagined it."

"There's always pressure, from other people and yourself.
We keep thinking up new things and finding better ways of doing
things because we’re not happy with what we’re given. "

2010-02-01T11:07:00.001+05:30

I keep thinking i have found my passion but they all fade. they give me a high, makes me confident & gives me a sense of importance,I Am Legendary idiot going too far, or maybe that is what i need to do because i feel the only career i would really enjoy, if any, would be something creative.

2010-01-02T12:58:00.000+05:30

There's a lotta things about me you don't know anything about. Things you wouldn't understand. Things you couldn't understand. Things I never told you and I never will. Just know that I'm not bad, I'm just drawn that way....

90 Seconds....

2009-12-28T12:19:00.001+05:30

I was going down the elevator this morning and this elderly gentleman held the door for me while I ran towards the elevator. During the ride down, he said “you are 90 seconds ahead of the game…..use it wisely”. That’s all he said, smiled and walked away.

Sent via E71 by Vodafone

2009-12-28T12:18:00.002+05:30

Everyone is moving.
In a state of flux.
Some moving cross country, some moving across continents. Feel bad that some good friends are moving away

Delhite Forever..

2009-12-28T12:11:00.000+05:30

So I am finally writing about my favorite topic – ‘Food’

Being a typical Delhite, I am quite a foodie… and here is a list of my favorite picks in Delhi,

My favorite places to go chill out with friends
The Big Chill – Khan Market & East of kailash (Quite obviously. Duh!)
Café Turtle – khan market & N Block Market, G.K. 1
Yellow Brick road – Ambassador Hotel
Market Café – Khan Market

Best places for Coffee
Apart from all the café coffee Days and Baristas and of course Costas (that 'cost a' little too much)…
Café Turtle – Khan Market
Café Coffee Day Lounge – Hauz Khaz

Best Places to go out, catch up with friends on Drinks
Shalom – N Block market, GK 1
Agni – The Park (ignore the lousy music)
TGIF - Priya Complex, Basant Lok & Cannaught Place
QBA – Cannaught Place
Rick’s – Hotel Taj Mahal (a tad bit on the expensive side)

Best places to go out on a Friday Night (I prefer Friday night to Saturday Nights)
Ministry of Sound – Vasant Kunj
Climax – Tavern on the Greens, Mehrauli
Turquoise Cottage – Adhchini
Elevate – Centrestage Mall, Noida
Capitol – The Ashok

Apart from the above mentioned places – there are quite a few other gems tucked away in and around Delhi. You can’t miss Gulati at Pandara Road or Sarvana Bhavana in CP (if you’re a South Indian food freak). Urban Pind in GK, Veda (C.P), Café Morisson (a cheaper version of Hard Rock Café) in South Ex are all worth a visit. Gourmet Ices (G.K. 2), Breads n more (N Block Market G.K 1) are light on your pocket and offer a decent selection of desserts.

Ah! and all the places for Street Food… that’s another post in itself.......
I am going for my Brunch seeya ;)

2009-12-28T11:56:00.001+05:30

I continue to read all your comments and mails. Thank you again from the bottom of my heart.I am sure now that there are people who like this even if they don't leave comments they mail me or even add me on Facebook, i have been getting some very good reviews for many of the postings, Thank you again guys.

Yes, i will sure be working on my book in the coming year :)

I love you all, i promise to write content that is fresh, unique, real and close to my heart.

And I Thought History Was Boring

2009-12-28T11:42:00.001+05:30

My Tryst with History! In life, we go through many learning experiences. And it is tough to pick the most stimulating, the most exciting, and the most memorable learning experience. But, I will pick one that I fondly remember from my school days. Yes, I know what you are thinking… our schooling (in India) hasn’t been much of a ‘learning experience’. But I am sure, inside all the boring lectures, monotonous voice, weird homework, you also had some ‘spells of learning’! There were always the good teachers and the bad ones – and we all knew what made a teacher good or bad (I am not talking about playing favorites here!).This experience is from the time when I was in the 8th standard and we had a boring history book. History was boring (for me), and then a bad book, which doesn’t make it any interesting, was even more boring! The book had a series of chapters on ‘Modern India’. It talked about terms like imperialism and colonialism and the largest chunk of chapters were on India’s struggle for independence. So, here we were, just started with the 8th standard and I was already disinterested in the theme (of struggle for independence) and often cribbed about how many times we need to be told how we got our freedom! Our History teacher was a middle-aged man, whom we fondly called, ‘Handla’. Rakesh Sir had done History (Hons), had a teaching experience of over 10 years. If all that wasn’t intimidating enough, the History book had pages and pages of what happened and why it happened. It was our first day in the History class and all of us were expecting the same mundane activities – one student is asked to start reading the chapter, others gossip, the teacher summarizes what has been read for the day, asks for clarifications, and no one says a word. I was a front bencher and was busy having a conversation with my friend – discussing who will be asked to read the first chapter. That’s when Rakesh Sir got up from his seat and said, “Who all think that History is a boring subject?” We thought this was weird. No teacher has ever asked us this question about the subject that he is teaching us. All of us (well…almost all) wanted to raise our hands and respond with a big ME! But, none of us did. And that’s when Rakesh Sir said, “I always thought History was boring until one of my teachers made it interesting for me. So, I am going to try and do the same for you and I hope you will remember this experience for your lifetime.” That sentence marked the beginning of one of the most enriching experiences of my student life. So, here’s how I learned History and many more things…Our first class began with a brief introduction to what was in store for us! Rakesh Sir said, “No more boring books and no more reading and summarizing. We will all create History!” I don’t think any of us understood what he really meant until he unraveled the plan for the entire year. So, began our tryst with History. We were all asked to read the chapters at home, one every week. After reading the chapters, Rakesh Sir would question us on what we read. After he was satisfied with our responses, he gave us specific characters, and then we were asked to write a play around that chapter with dialogues. Every week, we would stage the play for the entire school! And that’s how the History class became the most exciting class to be in! We all would read the chapter (of the week) at home (dedicatedly), come prepared with the story narrated in the chapter, wait for Sir to give us characters (and everyone got a chance!), and write dialogues in the class! Never before in my entire schooling had I seen this kind of energy, involvement, enthusiasm, and engagement in any subject – and least of all - History. So the entire year, we staged a play, every week summarizing the key events of India’s struggle for independence as described in the chapter. We learnt History and many more things – like writing dialogues, gaining confidence to be on stage, working inside of teams, and most importantly sharing our learning experiences with other fellow students. We became the most ‘happening’ class of the school! The grand finale was a big show put up for the school annual day, where the entire class of 20 participated in the final ‘battle for India’s independence’! This time, it was with costumes, music, and the works. The memory of that final act in the play is fresh in my mind. Never again did I look at History with a bored face. Till date, the mention of the subject raises enough curiosity in me to ask more, read more, and share more. If I reflect on this learning experience and what makes it one of the most stimulating experiences for me – I would say engagement - I was engaged in the subject, with my teacher, and with my fellow students. All through the year; I felt I was "involved" in learning History. Doing the drama was much more fun than reading the chapters in the class. I learnt to write (a lot) too! And writing dialogues wasn’t easy. I had to read and re-read the chapters to grasp all events to write the most suitable dialogues. And of course, enacting all historical events in a play helped me remember them with much more clarity than otherwise. In that sense, because I read and applied what I read (to create dialogues), I was constantly ‘doing’ something. I was not passively reading chapters from a book. I was "actively involved" in performing the content of the chapters! I learnt because I was made to do, to act, to perform inside an environment that my teacher stimulated for all of us. I also learnt because after reading every chapter, I had a "problem to solve" – writing the dialogues for the play! To solve this problem, I read more, shared with others, took feedback, and implemented the same. In all, I learnt by doing and by engaging with the subject and other elements of my learning experience – my teacher, my fellow students, and the extended school community. And that’s what makes this a special learning experience for me and one of the most stimulating ones! How about you? What are some of your most stimulating learning experiences? What do you think made that learning experience special for you?

2009-12-22T23:55:00.002+05:30

Deserving or kept aside, if ever a historian was asked to put together a chronicle of my life, he would jump at the offer. For seldom has a life can be more eventful, so distinguished & worth recording. As a book, my life has neatly arranged all the yesteryears in the left shelf, whereas all the naughty years right in the front for the world to see, which I now want to put in some old box & put behind the shelf, but keep it & not throw away…..

I see her....

2009-12-22T23:41:00.000+05:30

I see her.. here and there, now and then. sometimes on the floor, talking to a friend, sometimes in cafeteria, sometimes in the corridor, sometimes walking in the lawn..... and I keep seeing.I want to talk to her, but I don't know what to talk about & how to start, where to talk, how to re......... and moreover, she's never alone.
I'm 25, and yet.... i feel like a teenager, that too, a lovestruck one.

Amusing Lines

2009-12-22T23:39:00.001+05:30

There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.

Douglas Adams

Tugalkabad Fort.....One Cute Admirer...

2009-12-01T14:41:00.002+05:30

Yup I know it’s a very weird topic for a post but yes, it is interesting too.

Today I was driving back home, had just reached Tugalkabad after already driving for 20 mins due to the jam near Alaknanda, i was on the T point towards the old shabby fort , as I was about to take a left turn i don't know somehow something got into me & there was an urge to see the fort, as i took a long turn to the right towards the entrance i saw a young lady, must be in her late 20’s…..nearly fighting with 2 huge guys (were desi's i reckon!) probably of the nearby tugalkabad village, I somehow decided to stop there & know what was the issue..I parked my car close to the spot….& acted as if I was talking to someone on the phone…..i went there strolling & chatting over the phone, i called up Hutch Care & listened to that bullshit & cheap selling methods.....then i saw that cute lady was scolding those guys & they were trying to just leave from there……I was not able to hear what was the matter or out of curiosity I went ahead & asked one of them….
'Hey! What is the matter? Why are you guys shouting?
One of the guy (with a china mobile in his hands) with a rotten look stared at me as if I had used some sort of a “gaali” for him……
Anyways the lady said “Dekho na bhaiya” ( haiii…..yeh kya bol diya aapne….bhaiya!!!.....Iski kya jarurat thi)…..yeh ladke 'kile'..(fort) ki diwaaron par patthar se likh rahe hai…maine roka to bolte hai ki yeh kila tere daddy ka hai kya???…….

Inko samjho ki yeh kila hum sabka hai….national treasure hai……desh ki anmol monuments mein se ek hai….dilli ki shaan hai…aur hamien iski izzat karni chaiye…..isse preserve rakhna chaiye…..iske baare mein sochna to dur….yeh anpadh to isse badsurat banana mein lage hai…….( wow I was stunned……I never thought that much about that already ugly fort…..somehow I never liked forts…..ever…..)..but then those guys pata nahi kaise started apologizing, I said what the fuck guys( as if they understood that)…..aap log madam ki baat samajh rahe ho na?..........

I was really impressed by her persona…..just reminded of our own Indira Gandhi……liked the way she explained about the fort……after those guys speeded away…on their bike….i asked the lady if she has some old family connection with this monument…she laughed out loud…..( read lolz)……she said that I ( me) was sweet & helpful leaving me to guess if she had any real historical connections, what if she was the great great granddaughter of the king Tuglak!!!...maybe who knows ….. she said thanks for the help, though I never came to know how the hell did I helped her…..she then started her scooty pep & rode off…..leaving me to stand there….i gazed up to the fort….it reminded me of one my last romantic dates with Jyoti….it was so much fun…..i don’t really understand why she was afraid when we went there inside in the day…..why do girls always have to be different & difficult for me to understand them.....

well long enough a post alright….

Oh...Chhore!

2009-12-01T14:40:00.003+05:30

A girl said this to me some time back,

" O chorre jaat ke, jindagi bana dungi teri, meri gelya byaah karega ke..?"

" sun....gudd te mitha laage se tu manne....mein tanne ghana pyaar karu su....."
bol bata.....

Completely gross but so much fun....no?

Somebody tell her i am not a Jat!!!

2009-12-01T14:36:00.002+05:30

Sometimes there are people screaming in my head. They seem to be trying to get my attention. I start suspecting that I'm going mad, then realise with a jolt that the voices aren't in my head but people around me. And yes, they are trying to get my non-existent attention

Life & Questions

2009-12-01T14:36:00.000+05:30

Steal my laptop. No seriously, I will leave the thing outside the front door tonight, power cord and bag included. Just hop in over the garden hedge and pick it up. I will sponsor your trips to the malls all my life. And for all you single engineering students out there, videos are in F: drive.

If you think I am not serious about this way to get rid of work, you need a little newsbreak on my life.

Today is a sunday, and I have spent five hours since morning on an excel sheet with bright red and yellow colored rows and columns and a whole lot of numbers which was interrupted only once , when my mother asked me if I was actually nuts , or only looked like one.

And if all this is a chocolate cake, the cherry on its creamy head is that I still get calls from Office which start with “I am still waiting for that data” instead of a hello.

And while I was doing this stuff, nature nudged me a bit more towards the gates of “Um, do you have pond’s anti ageing miracle cream?” club. And there is something strange about turning 25. One moment, you are 24 and before you can finish a garlic bread, you are 24 and thinking “Huh, so by the next world cup, I will be almost 29."

You know, it changes something in the way you think. You realize that marriage and kids and a life when people depend on you for their expensive earrings and indecent beauty parlor bills and maths homework may be closer than you think.

People think being a teen is confusing, but I think the questions one faces at 25 makes being a teen look as simple as peeling an orange.

Murphy's Law

2009-12-01T14:34:00.001+05:30

You reach office at 8:45 in the morning to work on something vvimp to an extent that you actually skipped the usual morning chores.
You get a Coffee to break-even with the others and get into an empty lift.
Just to find out that the almighty has chosen this one day for you to have a 1:1 with your Boss's Boss in the lift.

What Do You Call?

2009-12-01T14:33:00.002+05:30

What would you call something which makes you feel wonderful while it lasts, but you become melancholic when it gets over? And yet, you feel happy. Not because it has finished, but because it happened.

What would you call the experience of knowing your friends: Discovering a totally different angle of their personality? Learning that the most serious guy is extremely emotional and the seriousness is just a camouflage.

What would you call a unreserved train journey , without having dinner at night, talking about delicious dishes to mentally satisfying the pangs of hunger and spending the whole night by sharing the seats ??

I call it our last Vaishnodevi trip.....

Cultivating A Desire

2009-12-01T14:31:00.000+05:30

I love beginnings.
Whether it's the start of a new season, the first two weeks of a new exercise plan, the start of a new friendship, or the first meeting with a new client, I feel energized, refreshed, invigorated, happy. There's so much possibility and potential, and it feels like I will be enthusiastic and motivated for weeks on end. Its like researching on something. ( i wonder why they call it research when they are looking for something new!)
Except that I won't be.

Because I can only be at the beginning of something for a certain amount of time before it necessarily becomes the middle of something. And the middle of something feels like a totally different place to be.
Fortunately or unfortunately, we must all journey through the middle to get to the end. And of course I try to embrace the journey as a whole and enjoy every minute. But sometimes I've got my eye on the end results.
So how can I ensure I'll get to the end when I no longer can rely on my enthusiasm for the beginning to propel me forward?
How can I maintain that burning desire to get where I want to go?
This is the question i have asking myself for a long time now, but no result....help me?

2009-12-01T14:28:00.002+05:30

Every day i realise how fake it is. Rising sensex, food prices, advance tax revenues, property values are not signs of recovery.....i see more & more small businesses shutting down, people losing jobs, green shoots drying up. Lets see this right. Not lie. Not deny.

Waking up and Blog

2009-10-16T11:52:00.000+05:30

This can be called as a new beginning, for the third time in the last seven months i have done this. I love starting something new, it excites me, makes me stretch, makes me work hard, i also do innovate a lot of things, add many things but as the stuff get a bit old i tend to lose interest and the quality comes down.
This time i have promised myself i will make this a hellva interesting space!

Wish me some luck and lots of patience!