Me back to blogging after a hiatus of 2 months. You may think the timing of this is not so perfect –considering the title of this particular blog – but, to me, there hasn’t been a better time when whole of the world stopped critiquing DADA as he is no more part of the cricketing journey.
They praised, criticized, lambasted, glorified and what not. They said he is ‘the god on offside’, most elegant, cannot play short stuffs, arrogant, immature; the list goes on.
I am not going to discuss all those nonsense here. To me, DADA, inspired me like he has for millions of other Indians.
My generation saw the little master at his best; a ‘wall’ being built, a wristy hyderabadi giving way for another one – rather unfortunately, a fighter flighted the enemies with his googlies and the first genuine speedster after the Haryana express.
I saw him first during the 91/92 tour of the Australia where he played couple of ODI against the Aussies and the mighty Caribbeans. He was 19, just out of junior college, at that time. The same time the Master hit a flawless 110 at the bouncy Perth in a loosing cause and 148* at the Sydney dust bowl to set-up a draw against the Aussies that comprised of rookies, Warne and McGrath .
Everybody forgot him after that tour. He was a born Prince. A Prince, from our bed time stories, will be a fighter and warrior if he has to defeat his enemies. His enemies were not so many then. Still he fought. Fought for an entry into the national team. He got into the team due to some lustrous performances and the rest is history. Scoring over 10,000 runs in ODI and 7,000 runs in Test match cricket, he is a legend in Indian cricket
The match-fixing scandals of the late 90s exposed the weakness of cricket against mafias and the dons. Indian team required a leader. Sachin can never be a good leader though is a greatest batsman of all time. You can’t argue with me about that. It required a strong personality and the prince-DADA, a born leader was given the responsibility.
There are only a very few in the history who are born leaders and they are admired the most. He is a one among them. There has been never a doubt in my mind about that.
A leader should be courageous, arrogant when needed to be, support his team and stand by it, disciplined, intelligent and brutal – on and off the field. DADA reflected all of these. Before he was at the helm, we were soft spoken and deliberate. But after his captaincy, we started to see our opponents into their eyes. He made youngsters thick skinned. Next generation of Indian cricketers was born. They obeyed the laws of the field but argued the laws are to be equal. Aussies were dismissed at their own backyard with a scillinating century by DADA during the first test at Brisbane. TEAM INDIA was formed. The media hailed. He had the guts to go under the skin of the opponent captains, a very few would dare to do it. He had the knack of spotting the talents, Yuvraj, Kaif, Bhajji, Zak and Dhoni were supported and selected by him.
He always wanted his team and his contemporaries liked him for what he is made of – an Iron . His opponents envied him and always made false comments. Be it Freddie or Warne. The administrators had never been closer to him since he was frank and fought for his team, indeed he fought for the betterment of Indian cricket. We all enjoyed his successes in Australia, WC 2003, England’04, Pakistant’04.
Learning from the lustrous career came at the end of the ’05 season. The time had come; tiredness of the captaincy burden was seen. The impact – an exit door was shown by the same people whom he trusted. His Mentor became his Brutus. Complacency was one of the reason; over arrogant the other. His buddies were tight-lipped.
Though he was ousted, the fighting instinct of a Prince never left. Cameback with a bang in South Africa and continued his form till the end of his career.
Finally as he wanted, like all other Princes, he decided his fate. He took the bow when he was at his peak form. Fortunately for him, he joined in the company of Don for scoring a nought in his last innings.
Indian Cricket owed a lot to this man. He changed our way of life. We were always hooked up on to the internet, during the work, when team India played. Even when on travel, the first thing we ask when a buddy calls us was the score. The growing economy and the filling pockets made the people to go all over the world to watch team India play.
He, along with Sachin, Dravid, Laxman, Kumble and Srinath, changed us. Having seen the DADA, Anil and Sri leaving now it is matter of time before we see the exit of other three. I am not sure if I will be watching cricket again. My Prince has gone back home, to lead a peaceful life. I lost my excitement. Dhoni will peak and definitely will transform India to no.1 team in the world, but he cannot give what my Prince has given to this country. He inspired us. He inspired everybody.
We salute you DADA, for what you have done to this country, as a cricketer and a statesman.
Friday, January 2, 2009
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Sales is not equal to begging but Salesmen are!!
After a long break I am back to active blogging. Guess why this long break? No..no...I did not 'procastinate'.I just forgot. Afterall that is the only excuse I can give to myself...ha..ha..haaa....
After all these years of working in the tech domain I felt I was not a good techie..atleast that's what I understood of myself when I did a self examination. I always had the fascination for Business Development which is nothing but Sales. So I wanted to move to BD( not tamil bidi - though I smoke Cigarattes only). I spoke to my Boss and immediately offered me an opportunity to support the sales team from technical side which is by and large the technical sales. The location was in the US.
The business potential ,as it was portrayed, was great. The focus of the group was on me. I have been given a target which is stretched to a limit even the condom makers would not think about. I was excited and thought life is going to change for ever. You know, am a self motivated and determined individual but over confidence always pulls me down.
Having landed in the US, the land of well educated Indian slaves, I got the right opportunity to do something to prove myself. We had the competition from 'the company of suckers' (got the acronym?) and a bad reputation for our company. This is the last thing I wanted. I exactly got that. Mr. Murphy was all over me, I thought.
I was helping my sales guy, who apparently calls himself as 'relationship manager', making presentations to the customer teams. Everyday atleast 2 to 3 presentations. Tell me, who wants relationship. A whore wants to have sex and not relationship. And sex is a task. You know who is the whore. A good joke - ah.
Everytime we wanted to make a presentation, we have to go and ask them whether they want to have our capability presentation. They have the liberty of ignoring us but we don't. We need to be polite but they can be arrogant. They will not have great expectation because they know us very well. But we think we have improved a lot over the years. They say you offer same as your
competitor and what is your 'value add'. What value add? We will say 'we can improve your time to market'. You cannot get a child before ten months even if the lady was fucked by '10' men at a time. 10 is an exaggeration. Then follow up to the presentation to know any opportunity, which is, 'even you dont give us end to end we are ready to do a piece of the project, any design change, documentation. He will say 'not now but will keep your capabilities in mind and let you know if any opportunity comes up'. My excitement will go up everytime I make a presentation as if I saw Anglina Jolie nude. After the follow-up meeting the exictement goes down as if i had a premature ejaculation .
Wait!!!! what am I doing here. Am I selling something ? No. I am begging for business. Business for what? Virtually for Money. So I am begging for money, which will not belong to me and my so called 'relationship manager' but to my CEO. He calls himself as an entrepruener and gives us jobs. But still we are 'begging'.
God!! why I did this? Just to change. Because they say CHANGE IS CONSTANT. Where am I today? No idea what so ever. Did I change? No. What is it doing to me? Getting me stressed, demotivated.
I would think 'Beggars in India' are in lot better shape and livelihood than 'beggars from India'. And before I conclude I want to repeat Siddhu's words...I see light at the end of the tunnel but it is the light of the coming train'. Apt for me now.........
Bye
Manoj
After all these years of working in the tech domain I felt I was not a good techie..atleast that's what I understood of myself when I did a self examination. I always had the fascination for Business Development which is nothing but Sales. So I wanted to move to BD( not tamil bidi - though I smoke Cigarattes only). I spoke to my Boss and immediately offered me an opportunity to support the sales team from technical side which is by and large the technical sales. The location was in the US.
The business potential ,as it was portrayed, was great. The focus of the group was on me. I have been given a target which is stretched to a limit even the condom makers would not think about. I was excited and thought life is going to change for ever. You know, am a self motivated and determined individual but over confidence always pulls me down.
Having landed in the US, the land of well educated Indian slaves, I got the right opportunity to do something to prove myself. We had the competition from 'the company of suckers' (got the acronym?) and a bad reputation for our company. This is the last thing I wanted. I exactly got that. Mr. Murphy was all over me, I thought.
I was helping my sales guy, who apparently calls himself as 'relationship manager', making presentations to the customer teams. Everyday atleast 2 to 3 presentations. Tell me, who wants relationship. A whore wants to have sex and not relationship. And sex is a task. You know who is the whore. A good joke - ah.
Everytime we wanted to make a presentation, we have to go and ask them whether they want to have our capability presentation. They have the liberty of ignoring us but we don't. We need to be polite but they can be arrogant. They will not have great expectation because they know us very well. But we think we have improved a lot over the years. They say you offer same as your
competitor and what is your 'value add'. What value add? We will say 'we can improve your time to market'. You cannot get a child before ten months even if the lady was fucked by '10' men at a time. 10 is an exaggeration. Then follow up to the presentation to know any opportunity, which is, 'even you dont give us end to end we are ready to do a piece of the project, any design change, documentation. He will say 'not now but will keep your capabilities in mind and let you know if any opportunity comes up'. My excitement will go up everytime I make a presentation as if I saw Anglina Jolie nude. After the follow-up meeting the exictement goes down as if i had a premature ejaculation .
Wait!!!! what am I doing here. Am I selling something ? No. I am begging for business. Business for what? Virtually for Money. So I am begging for money, which will not belong to me and my so called 'relationship manager' but to my CEO. He calls himself as an entrepruener and gives us jobs. But still we are 'begging'.
God!! why I did this? Just to change. Because they say CHANGE IS CONSTANT. Where am I today? No idea what so ever. Did I change? No. What is it doing to me? Getting me stressed, demotivated.
I would think 'Beggars in India' are in lot better shape and livelihood than 'beggars from India'. And before I conclude I want to repeat Siddhu's words...I see light at the end of the tunnel but it is the light of the coming train'. Apt for me now.........
Bye
Manoj
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
A day in New York! – Below Expectation
As I write this blog, I am traveling back to India after a week long business tour to the States. I didn’t get enough opportunity during this visit to have a sight seeing tour. I traveled to the Midwest, Minneapolis & Chicago, Boston and New Jersey. I spent maximum of 1 day each at Minneapolis, Boston and Chicago, but about 3 days in New Jersey. It was hectic and tiresome and more importantly boring, being alone. A company would have really made it lot better. Unfortunately, girls never come to me.- :)
I am so shy that I don’t see the girls at their eyes. Do you believe it? No, right?
After 3 tiresome customer meetings. – Meetings! Yes, where the customer would ask for cashew nuts; we get the cash and give him peanuts.- I finally found 8 hrs of time for myself to roam around. Where to go? New York. Where else?
I have been to some of the business hubs of the world. Specifically, Tokyo, Singapore and Hong Kong. New York & London are next in my list.
New York, when you see from outskirts, the Manhattan gives a great look. But need to go inside the city to know how it looks, actually. It is like an old woman wanting to get screwed by her hubbies’ friend.
My first stop was –I was made to stop- at the Holland tunnel toll gate. Holland! That sounds terrible. From where does Holland come in the US? I checked up whether they have Denmark or Italy tunnel, fortunately they did not have. Otherwise I would have fought with Mr.Bush to have a India tunnel and a Pakistan tunnel. Oh! Pakistan is out of the world now, Musharaff thought he can have threesome with Benazir and Mr. Sharif. But he has been made impotent. Benazir and Sharif are enjoying their orgasms.
I came to the lower Manhattan, to see the Ground zero, the site of the twin tower attack. When I was in India I used to read that enormous work has been put up to make it a tourist attraction. Tourist attraction to a grave yard! Oh OK, We have MGR, ANNA grave yards in Chennai and they are tourist attractions. Then, why not for 10000 educated people. But I was disappointed to see nothing has progressed for the past 6 years, The site itself is a pit of acres of spaces with rubbles and who knows we can still recover bodies. For a moment I thought how cruel Osama and Muslim fundamentalism can be. But I adore not only him but Hitler, for their leadership. Whole world is/was against them, but they still inspired their communities. On the walls of the memorial, they had the list of rescue men from NYPD- hope they got all of them there. But, it was not the ground zero memorial I wanted to see. It is a historic place now and historic places always had great monuments.
I then walked down to the Wall Street to see what exactly is there in the Wall street. Unfortunately it was Saturday and the street was so crowded that I could take the pictures of the street by standing in the middle of the street. Apparently it is an off day for business at Wall street and even for me. To me, it is not a great but a normal street. But the hype that was given to it was so huge that even Vijay has fallen short of giving huge buildups to Azhagiya Tamizh Magan. Only savior is that it is one of the oldest of streets in the US and old is always gold.
I need to really talk about the traffic before I go into my next attraction. Its Hell! I have not seen such a bad traffic in any of the major business hubs I had visited. You feel like Mumbai and Delhi are much better. We always complain that our traffic is the worst in the world, but developed countries and their cities are not far behind. After all people are people and our evolution is from Monkeys.
Empire state building is a fascinating site and it really is. I did not want to go to 86th floor to have an aerial view because the weather was gloomy and foggy and my similar experiences advised me not to go. It is a Jewel for the New Yorkers.
The Statue of Liberty is also a fascinating site. It is a huge structure gifted by the French to the Americans for jointly defeating the British. It was gifted in 1928. She stands in the Ellis Islands of the Atlantic as if she is the queen ruling it. I did not get an opportunity to go inside it as my time was up.
What do the Blacks at the every intersection do? I was told that they do drugs. Then why US law questions our race a lot when we enter this country. There should be a fair deal. Are they not terrorists? They are. They kill their next generation by pulling them towards drugs and eventually their studies.
Overall, I would say New York is like a mid 40s woman wanting to be screwed. You will see a great cleavage from long distance to excite (and erect) you but when you go near it’s an air less ballon..
I am so shy that I don’t see the girls at their eyes. Do you believe it? No, right?
After 3 tiresome customer meetings. – Meetings! Yes, where the customer would ask for cashew nuts; we get the cash and give him peanuts.- I finally found 8 hrs of time for myself to roam around. Where to go? New York. Where else?
I have been to some of the business hubs of the world. Specifically, Tokyo, Singapore and Hong Kong. New York & London are next in my list.
New York, when you see from outskirts, the Manhattan gives a great look. But need to go inside the city to know how it looks, actually. It is like an old woman wanting to get screwed by her hubbies’ friend.
My first stop was –I was made to stop- at the Holland tunnel toll gate. Holland! That sounds terrible. From where does Holland come in the US? I checked up whether they have Denmark or Italy tunnel, fortunately they did not have. Otherwise I would have fought with Mr.Bush to have a India tunnel and a Pakistan tunnel. Oh! Pakistan is out of the world now, Musharaff thought he can have threesome with Benazir and Mr. Sharif. But he has been made impotent. Benazir and Sharif are enjoying their orgasms.
I came to the lower Manhattan, to see the Ground zero, the site of the twin tower attack. When I was in India I used to read that enormous work has been put up to make it a tourist attraction. Tourist attraction to a grave yard! Oh OK, We have MGR, ANNA grave yards in Chennai and they are tourist attractions. Then, why not for 10000 educated people. But I was disappointed to see nothing has progressed for the past 6 years, The site itself is a pit of acres of spaces with rubbles and who knows we can still recover bodies. For a moment I thought how cruel Osama and Muslim fundamentalism can be. But I adore not only him but Hitler, for their leadership. Whole world is/was against them, but they still inspired their communities. On the walls of the memorial, they had the list of rescue men from NYPD- hope they got all of them there. But, it was not the ground zero memorial I wanted to see. It is a historic place now and historic places always had great monuments.
I then walked down to the Wall Street to see what exactly is there in the Wall street. Unfortunately it was Saturday and the street was so crowded that I could take the pictures of the street by standing in the middle of the street. Apparently it is an off day for business at Wall street and even for me. To me, it is not a great but a normal street. But the hype that was given to it was so huge that even Vijay has fallen short of giving huge buildups to Azhagiya Tamizh Magan. Only savior is that it is one of the oldest of streets in the US and old is always gold.
I need to really talk about the traffic before I go into my next attraction. Its Hell! I have not seen such a bad traffic in any of the major business hubs I had visited. You feel like Mumbai and Delhi are much better. We always complain that our traffic is the worst in the world, but developed countries and their cities are not far behind. After all people are people and our evolution is from Monkeys.
Empire state building is a fascinating site and it really is. I did not want to go to 86th floor to have an aerial view because the weather was gloomy and foggy and my similar experiences advised me not to go. It is a Jewel for the New Yorkers.
The Statue of Liberty is also a fascinating site. It is a huge structure gifted by the French to the Americans for jointly defeating the British. It was gifted in 1928. She stands in the Ellis Islands of the Atlantic as if she is the queen ruling it. I did not get an opportunity to go inside it as my time was up.
What do the Blacks at the every intersection do? I was told that they do drugs. Then why US law questions our race a lot when we enter this country. There should be a fair deal. Are they not terrorists? They are. They kill their next generation by pulling them towards drugs and eventually their studies.
Overall, I would say New York is like a mid 40s woman wanting to be screwed. You will see a great cleavage from long distance to excite (and erect) you but when you go near it’s an air less ballon..
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Multitasking - Something really to 'task'about!!
I write this blog amidst listening to my favorites from Illayaraja and waiting for my airline operator’s call. You should have got it right; my flight at Boston got delayed.
When you read my first line carefully, you should know that am ’Multitasking’. In this generation of ‘mobile’ world, almost 99% of the people living in cities or some big towns ‘multitask’. Something serious to think about.
The dictionary meaning of Multitasking is doing one or more things at any given time. We have various ways of multitasking but this blog is more interested in Multitasking while we talk over phones, be it mobile or landline. Because, I hate myself as well as the other doing it.
We talk to our friends and beloved ones over phone and try to do many things in parallel, like computing, making a cup of coffee, combing hair, shaping nails, even changing our underwear.(Oh god! I never tried that one) and what not.
The earth itself multitasks; it revolves itself and around the sun simultaneously.
There are other examples from the Mother Nature for multitasking. But these are things that we don’t have control on and they are routine activities.
There was my friend (addicted to mobile) who, after listening to my lecture, said that he’s gonna stop, or atleast try to stop, multitasking. He said he will not see the road while driving as he thought as a task driving included only steering. You know what would have happened to him.
There is another friend of mine who talks on her mobile at work relentlessly. One day she came to me and said she will stop doing multitasking like this. From the next day onwards I could see her only talking and not working.
It is being said that, it requires minimum 10 to 15 min to get refocused into any task even if we think we can multitask. Our brain can do only one activity at a time.
One day I called my friend when she was browsing. I didn’t know that she was browsing. The replies I got were mmm…yy…mmmm……You know how frustrated I can be. When I told her that she was not listening me…she said that she was listening to me. When I asked her what I was telling, she told me something that I didn’t tell her. Actually, I switched on my Mp3 player and didn’t talk at all.
We need to really justify when we do multitasking and there are lot of risks involved. I called my colleague when he was shaving. The topic (was about a girl) got so interested, he forgot that he was shaving. Apparently he lost only his mustache in the process, but you can loose your life too.
So guys, please do a rethink if we talk on mobile, whether to talk or proceed with the activity on hand and talk later. It is upto you.
My flight is ready to be boarded.
When you read my first line carefully, you should know that am ’Multitasking’. In this generation of ‘mobile’ world, almost 99% of the people living in cities or some big towns ‘multitask’. Something serious to think about.
The dictionary meaning of Multitasking is doing one or more things at any given time. We have various ways of multitasking but this blog is more interested in Multitasking while we talk over phones, be it mobile or landline. Because, I hate myself as well as the other doing it.
We talk to our friends and beloved ones over phone and try to do many things in parallel, like computing, making a cup of coffee, combing hair, shaping nails, even changing our underwear.(Oh god! I never tried that one) and what not.
The earth itself multitasks; it revolves itself and around the sun simultaneously.
There are other examples from the Mother Nature for multitasking. But these are things that we don’t have control on and they are routine activities.
There was my friend (addicted to mobile) who, after listening to my lecture, said that he’s gonna stop, or atleast try to stop, multitasking. He said he will not see the road while driving as he thought as a task driving included only steering. You know what would have happened to him.
There is another friend of mine who talks on her mobile at work relentlessly. One day she came to me and said she will stop doing multitasking like this. From the next day onwards I could see her only talking and not working.
It is being said that, it requires minimum 10 to 15 min to get refocused into any task even if we think we can multitask. Our brain can do only one activity at a time.
One day I called my friend when she was browsing. I didn’t know that she was browsing. The replies I got were mmm…yy…mmmm……You know how frustrated I can be. When I told her that she was not listening me…she said that she was listening to me. When I asked her what I was telling, she told me something that I didn’t tell her. Actually, I switched on my Mp3 player and didn’t talk at all.
We need to really justify when we do multitasking and there are lot of risks involved. I called my colleague when he was shaving. The topic (was about a girl) got so interested, he forgot that he was shaving. Apparently he lost only his mustache in the process, but you can loose your life too.
So guys, please do a rethink if we talk on mobile, whether to talk or proceed with the activity on hand and talk later. It is upto you.
My flight is ready to be boarded.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Procastination - NO! Not Again!
The word (Procastination) itslef I procastinate to read. Does it sound kiddy? I wouldn't say that.
Everybody has this habit and we all know, we hate to do it and realize aftermath.
I am one such guy who 'loves' (actually 'hates' - everytime) to procastinate any activity;be it personal, official ('official' ?- afterall our salary is not procastinated) and governmental (i actually procastinated to file my SARAL this year and the government procastinated the receipt of SARAL till Mar'08).
OH GOD! Tell me somebody who dont procastinate; alas! you proacastinated my birth; otherwise I would have been the most elegible bachealor for Aishwarya Rai if not First Master Blaster for Team India; Sachin would have been next only to me.
But, Why do I procastinate?
Am I lazy? - May be; but not really in activities other than my work.
Am I shy? - Nobody can bet.
Am I incapable? May be, But calling a person and telling him to do his work; afterall it is one of the simplest job in the world
Then what is the reason?
Can somebody tell me please?
But I know the answer; it is our 8 letter 'magic' word thing that decides whether to procastinate or not.
Can anybody guess?
I am writing this blog after i procastinated nth time to perform an activity for the past one week.
Everybody has this habit and we all know, we hate to do it and realize aftermath.
I am one such guy who 'loves' (actually 'hates' - everytime) to procastinate any activity;be it personal, official ('official' ?- afterall our salary is not procastinated) and governmental (i actually procastinated to file my SARAL this year and the government procastinated the receipt of SARAL till Mar'08).
OH GOD! Tell me somebody who dont procastinate; alas! you proacastinated my birth; otherwise I would have been the most elegible bachealor for Aishwarya Rai if not First Master Blaster for Team India; Sachin would have been next only to me.
But, Why do I procastinate?
Am I lazy? - May be; but not really in activities other than my work.
Am I shy? - Nobody can bet.
Am I incapable? May be, But calling a person and telling him to do his work; afterall it is one of the simplest job in the world
Then what is the reason?
Can somebody tell me please?
But I know the answer; it is our 8 letter 'magic' word thing that decides whether to procastinate or not.
Can anybody guess?
I am writing this blog after i procastinated nth time to perform an activity for the past one week.
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