“If you do the job badly enough, sometimes you don't get asked to do it again” – Calvin.
Whilst you were a kid, when was the time you got yourself treated to an ice-cream or a huge candy bar? Probably the time you did something bad. Probably the time you bawled all day. Probably because you showed how upset you were for not getting that new toy by not eating all day. And, what did the neighbor kid get for putting his best behavior all day long and doing his ‘homework’ in time? A ‘small’ pat on his back. Nothing more. Nothing less.
At work: Person A does his ‘boring’ work on time.
Person B meanwhile complains and makes a mess of his ‘boring’ work.
The result Person A is ‘rewarded’ by getting to do Person B’s work as well , while Person B gets moved to some other real interesting work.
Person B gets to eat the proverbial ice-cream while Person A gets a small pat on his back!
Nothing more. Nothing less.
A person threatening to quit a political party is offered a better portfolio while the loyal party person gets nothing. A techie threatening to quit is offered a better position , a long term foreign assignment even; while all honest ‘bob’ gets is more demeaning work.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
Who do you think wins these ‘crap’ reality shows? The person, who picks a fight with everybody, uses abusive language and throws up on screen every now and then. What about those who display good behavior? No way, they are too boring; I am voting them OUT today.
You have plenty of industries contributing positively to the economy. What do they get? Nothing. Perhaps they are taxed even more! And what do banks get for being ‘oh so greedy’ and blowing away so much money? They get economic relief and more money.
When was the last time you’ve seen anyone ‘rewarded’ for good behavior?
Simply put, the rewards of bad behavior are aplenty.
So its time to put your best foot backward and get moving ahead!
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Saturday, December 19, 2009
I am but a ............
I am hot.
I am cold.
I .....
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"I swear to you, I'm gonna kill someone one of these days!"
"yeah , i know........."
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"Whose that girl dude?"
"not so loud man,she nearly can hear you"
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"wow, India are winning man!"
"Whatever !"
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"Watch that girl!. she keeps staring at me!"
"I don't think so pal......"
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"Did you hear about ******, he put in his papers today"
"how much are they offering him !"
"Gosh, nobody will want to hire us"
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"That son of a bitch is working from home!"
"And....we are not doing so from here"
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"Enough is enough.! I have really had enough !!"
"me too , you know what I..........."
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"I'm leaving early today, no matter what !"
"that's what you keep saying ......"
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"Did you hear about the political crisis in Andra pradesh?"
"I think Shewag will hit a double hundred today"
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"damn it....India seem to be losing!"
"Shewag is the most irresponsible player ever, he should be dropped"
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"Hurry up dude, I gotta go"
"just keep your @$$ parked"
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"9 o clock. look at her"
All 3 turn.
"Not NOW! you idiots!!!"
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< ring >< ring >< ring >
"hey,transfer that song"
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"Wow , what an innings by Shewag!"
"I think he should be made captain"
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"That girl stares at everyone it seems!"
"I still don't think so pal............."
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"Good god ! here she comes !!! hide"
"I have work !!! I'm going"
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I am hot.
I turn cold.
I am empty.
I am but a Tea cup.
I am cold.
I .....
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"I swear to you, I'm gonna kill someone one of these days!"
"yeah , i know........."
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"Whose that girl dude?"
"not so loud man,she nearly can hear you"
------------------------------------------
"wow, India are winning man!"
"Whatever !"
------------------------------------------
"Watch that girl!. she keeps staring at me!"
"I don't think so pal......"
------------------------------------------
"Did you hear about ******, he put in his papers today"
"how much are they offering him !"
"Gosh, nobody will want to hire us"
------------------------------------------
"That son of a bitch is working from home!"
"And....we are not doing so from here"
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"Enough is enough.! I have really had enough !!"
"me too , you know what I..........."
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"I'm leaving early today, no matter what !"
"that's what you keep saying ......"
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"Did you hear about the political crisis in Andra pradesh?"
"I think Shewag will hit a double hundred today"
------------------------------------------
"damn it....India seem to be losing!"
"Shewag is the most irresponsible player ever, he should be dropped"
------------------------------------------
"Hurry up dude, I gotta go"
"just keep your @$$ parked"
------------------------------------------
"9 o clock. look at her"
All 3 turn.
"Not NOW! you idiots!!!"
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< ring >< ring >< ring >
"hey,transfer that song"
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"Wow , what an innings by Shewag!"
"I think he should be made captain"
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"That girl stares at everyone it seems!"
"I still don't think so pal............."
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"Good god ! here she comes !!! hide"
"I have work !!! I'm going"
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I am hot.
I turn cold.
I am empty.
I am but a Tea cup.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
My story
There is No story.
Come to think of it; there is no background music,no nasty silence when something bad is gonna happen,no creepy narration,no monsters,no ghosts.
The funny thing is a LOT is happening. People behaving differently ; you behaving differently. One moment you hate someone , the next - well , err....not love but not hate either. A story , how do i put it , needs a bit of twists and turns. Something that makes it worth telling. A story needs to be crazy.!
And NO all stories needn't have a love element ( full of heartburn's and 'strong' men who do cry). I would have termed 'em as losers but i guess i don't have the required 'qualification'. It would kinda be like a Manchester united fan speaking of sportsmanship.!. Go figure.
So, do you make up a story ........or is a there a story and you haven't seen it as one.
The day does start with enough excitement -
6:45 - out of the apartment.
6:48 - a call to a friend asking the current position of the company bus.
And depending upon the answer - a jog or a frantic run to catch it.
6:49 and a few milliseconds either way I'm in the bus and calling my other friend to notify him that the bus is headed towards his stop.
And then it comes to you. Slowly at first and then its all consuming........sleep.........
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Draft auto saved. Whoever designed this decent little feature at blogger deserves a mention.!
When I started writing this blog some three months back, the time must have been around 2:30 A.M. And as it turned out I never finished , leave alone publish it. By the time I fell asleep in the blog ,I very nearly did so while writing it to. Perhaps the very mention of sleep did the trick.
Since then ,at least something has changed!.
No more early morning excitement. I've shifted my base(house) , which means i now have the luxury of waking as late as 8:30 !.
What other excitement was there?? ? .. i mean is there ??
wait for it....... still wait for it..... keep waiting .......
There ends the day ..... when i really should have said - there begins my day.
My favorite pastime recently is going on asking people if they can fill out 4 blank pages with they are doing currently or what they have done in the recent past.
Most thankfully have said Yes, some after due consideration. I , rather unfortunately couldn't say Yes.
Perhaps because what i am really thinking is, what I ought to be doing rather than what I'm doing.
so , what ought i be doing ????? hold it right there , that's a discussion I rather not get into. cause i fear i might loose out that argument as well.
Why am i writing out such random mumblings .....maybe so because writing something may help bring out clarity to myself. or perhaps that one day I'll read this and have a laugh by myself.
Come to think of it; there is no background music,no nasty silence when something bad is gonna happen,no creepy narration,no monsters,no ghosts.
The funny thing is a LOT is happening. People behaving differently ; you behaving differently. One moment you hate someone , the next - well , err....not love but not hate either. A story , how do i put it , needs a bit of twists and turns. Something that makes it worth telling. A story needs to be crazy.!
And NO all stories needn't have a love element ( full of heartburn's and 'strong' men who do cry). I would have termed 'em as losers but i guess i don't have the required 'qualification'. It would kinda be like a Manchester united fan speaking of sportsmanship.!. Go figure.
So, do you make up a story ........or is a there a story and you haven't seen it as one.
The day does start with enough excitement -
6:45 - out of the apartment.
6:48 - a call to a friend asking the current position of the company bus.
And depending upon the answer - a jog or a frantic run to catch it.
6:49 and a few milliseconds either way I'm in the bus and calling my other friend to notify him that the bus is headed towards his stop.
And then it comes to you. Slowly at first and then its all consuming........sleep.........
=================================================================================
Draft auto saved. Whoever designed this decent little feature at blogger deserves a mention.!
When I started writing this blog some three months back, the time must have been around 2:30 A.M. And as it turned out I never finished , leave alone publish it. By the time I fell asleep in the blog ,I very nearly did so while writing it to. Perhaps the very mention of sleep did the trick.
Since then ,at least something has changed!.
No more early morning excitement. I've shifted my base(house) , which means i now have the luxury of waking as late as 8:30 !.
What other excitement was there?? ? .. i mean is there ??
wait for it....... still wait for it..... keep waiting .......
There ends the day ..... when i really should have said - there begins my day.
My favorite pastime recently is going on asking people if they can fill out 4 blank pages with they are doing currently or what they have done in the recent past.
Most thankfully have said Yes, some after due consideration. I , rather unfortunately couldn't say Yes.
Perhaps because what i am really thinking is, what I ought to be doing rather than what I'm doing.
so , what ought i be doing ????? hold it right there , that's a discussion I rather not get into. cause i fear i might loose out that argument as well.
Why am i writing out such random mumblings .....maybe so because writing something may help bring out clarity to myself. or perhaps that one day I'll read this and have a laugh by myself.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
I really can't think of a subject.!
Seriously, I wish I could classify each year with a suitable subject. The reason I say this is perhaps because my last post came nearly an year back. Perhaps I also reason to myself that this blog would sort off serve as a memoir for myself. Perhaps to kind of help me in telling the 'story' to my kids one day. Perhaps I 'm using the word 'Perhaps' too much.Perhaps.
Not that its just this year that I find hard to recollect. what about the year before? or the one before that????? geez , surely loads of things have happened.! yeah thats for sure.! Perhaps my memory serves me only this well.
So here I am sitting up at near 3 A.M in the morning trying to think of a good subject , a right tagline , for the year that has nearly gone by.......... nothing yet. Before typing out this line let me tell you there was a substantial pause. Yet , no recollections could be made. The grey cells in my brain could have gone black if you know what I mean. The past is always supposed to be glorious ain't it. Or maybe a not so great present makes the past 'oh so glorious'. Future? well , thats a part of speech I rather not delve at the present.
Still nothing. I don't wanna write my memoir about my 'job' or the work I did/do. Don't wanna bore my kids ,do I now.! Thats it!!! The reason perhaps why I'm not able to find a suitable subject is because I hardly never did anything besides work. hmmmm bummer.
Not that I haven't been thinking of late. oh no no no , maybe I am thinking a tad too much. Thinking of what? usually my thoughts are 'oh what was I thinking!!', I think.
As I write this I realize one thing......... I am awesome.!!
Naa...... I just wanted to write that above line for the heck of it. Those having watched the sitcom 'How I met your mother' would easily understand where that come from. Aha , so that is responsible for my current predicament. A sitcom!. Maybe thats the reason i'm sitting here and trying to write this blog in the first place.
Stories to tell my kids , where else would I get this crazy idea from anyways.
or maybe I am writing this because I might forget the present in the future.Do I have a weak memory ??? quite frankly I simply don't remember!!!!.
Not that its just this year that I find hard to recollect. what about the year before? or the one before that????? geez , surely loads of things have happened.! yeah thats for sure.! Perhaps my memory serves me only this well.
So here I am sitting up at near 3 A.M in the morning trying to think of a good subject , a right tagline , for the year that has nearly gone by.......... nothing yet. Before typing out this line let me tell you there was a substantial pause. Yet , no recollections could be made. The grey cells in my brain could have gone black if you know what I mean. The past is always supposed to be glorious ain't it. Or maybe a not so great present makes the past 'oh so glorious'. Future? well , thats a part of speech I rather not delve at the present.
Still nothing. I don't wanna write my memoir about my 'job' or the work I did/do. Don't wanna bore my kids ,do I now.! Thats it!!! The reason perhaps why I'm not able to find a suitable subject is because I hardly never did anything besides work. hmmmm bummer.
Not that I haven't been thinking of late. oh no no no , maybe I am thinking a tad too much. Thinking of what? usually my thoughts are 'oh what was I thinking!!', I think.
As I write this I realize one thing......... I am awesome.!!
Naa...... I just wanted to write that above line for the heck of it. Those having watched the sitcom 'How I met your mother' would easily understand where that come from. Aha , so that is responsible for my current predicament. A sitcom!. Maybe thats the reason i'm sitting here and trying to write this blog in the first place.
Stories to tell my kids , where else would I get this crazy idea from anyways.
or maybe I am writing this because I might forget the present in the future.Do I have a weak memory ??? quite frankly I simply don't remember!!!!.
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Time.!
Its often said that 'Time' is the one of the dimensions that one should master before even thinking about the other dimensions.
What other dimensions ?
gee , I don't know , i haven't had 'Time' to think about that.
The real trouble with time is that you never have enough hours in a day but there are always enough days before the weekend. I never really remember having time to kill , but then again time is flying like an an arrow released from a gladiators quiver.
Time is God's way of keeping everything from happening at once. Perhaps he finds it easy that way to keep tabs that way.
Flowing with the tide , ah yes the respite of the person who knows not what the coming 'time' holds.but then again (and again) isn't 'Time' the best utilized when you don't for once bother about the past and also worry (not) about the future. What is meant to be , will be. so needn't you do anything about it ???.
Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.Alas , I was always weak in math.!
We need to keep an account ? gees , I thought someone was employed for that task.
So , that's it now , no more does one need to be the slave of 'time' , yes , you can indeed invent time!. Time flies, yes , but only when we are on a roll (quite literally). So we are the ones who can go against the grain , manufacture 'time'.A wise man once said to me "If I knew that one day I would find so much time for myself, maybe I would have practised the art of killing it effectively." .
so Never late I said for myself "Start wasting time , so much so that i always feel that I HAVE TIME!".
The other day I heard Homer(Simpson) advice his son , Homer says "Son , There is no substitute for hard work in life. You have to work very hard in life if you ever want to succeed. Now , keep quiet they are announcing the lottery numbers.!"
Now if you excuse me , I have some 'Time' to kill.
so long , until next 'Time'.
What other dimensions ?
gee , I don't know , i haven't had 'Time' to think about that.
The real trouble with time is that you never have enough hours in a day but there are always enough days before the weekend. I never really remember having time to kill , but then again time is flying like an an arrow released from a gladiators quiver.
Time is God's way of keeping everything from happening at once. Perhaps he finds it easy that way to keep tabs that way.
Flowing with the tide , ah yes the respite of the person who knows not what the coming 'time' holds.but then again (and again) isn't 'Time' the best utilized when you don't for once bother about the past and also worry (not) about the future. What is meant to be , will be. so needn't you do anything about it ???.
Don’t count every hour in the day, make every hour in the day count.Alas , I was always weak in math.!
We need to keep an account ? gees , I thought someone was employed for that task.
So , that's it now , no more does one need to be the slave of 'time' , yes , you can indeed invent time!. Time flies, yes , but only when we are on a roll (quite literally). So we are the ones who can go against the grain , manufacture 'time'.A wise man once said to me "If I knew that one day I would find so much time for myself, maybe I would have practised the art of killing it effectively." .
so Never late I said for myself "Start wasting time , so much so that i always feel that I HAVE TIME!".
The other day I heard Homer(Simpson) advice his son , Homer says "Son , There is no substitute for hard work in life. You have to work very hard in life if you ever want to succeed. Now , keep quiet they are announcing the lottery numbers.!"
Now if you excuse me , I have some 'Time' to kill.
so long , until next 'Time'.
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Business as usual...
A couple of posts in a couple of days.
Lets just say I'm a thinking man.! :P
I'm in a very busy street surrounded by many people. Some looked familiar others made me feel alien.
The setting had changed 'oh so much' over time. I have known the street my entire life.
We walked to a store that hadn't changed a bit since I've first known it.
I've frequented the store since as long as I can remember.
Lord , let lightning strike me and take my soul to hell if I were to say I know the name of the store casue it would be a LIE.!
We enter the store , order the usual(mango milkshake with icecream).
The store looked the same . Not a thing has changed .
Well for only one thing , the rates have changed .
The board displaying the rates was the same . A new layer of cheap paint displaying the new rates over the old one(over and over again) (The old ones we could still make out , with some not so carefull observation).
The man taking the order was the same . The same man doing the same job probably since ever!.
The man has stark white hair as before (or was it black/grey/greying earlier??? I dont know , my memory serves me only so long.).
This man was never a man of so many words. Sometmes I wondered if he simply wasnt interested in speaking.
He took the order , repeated the same to someone inside and waited for the processing to get over. I looked into his eyes for the first time perhaps expecting to see dispear , misery even?. Yet they protrayed NOTHING. I wondered if he would recongnize me if he saw me in an different setting?. I wondered if i would have before tonight?.......
He served the order in a clinical fashion (stone faced as ever . no smile . no nothing). it was business as usual for him.
Took the billed amount , returned the change(didnt complain over the high denomination note given to him) and went about to take and complete further orders. It indeed was business as usual.
Life goes on , I told myself.
But for him it was business as usual.
business as usual......same...same....Business as usual.!
Lets just say I'm a thinking man.! :P
I'm in a very busy street surrounded by many people. Some looked familiar others made me feel alien.
The setting had changed 'oh so much' over time. I have known the street my entire life.
We walked to a store that hadn't changed a bit since I've first known it.
I've frequented the store since as long as I can remember.
Lord , let lightning strike me and take my soul to hell if I were to say I know the name of the store casue it would be a LIE.!
We enter the store , order the usual(mango milkshake with icecream).
The store looked the same . Not a thing has changed .
Well for only one thing , the rates have changed .
The board displaying the rates was the same . A new layer of cheap paint displaying the new rates over the old one(over and over again) (The old ones we could still make out , with some not so carefull observation).
The man taking the order was the same . The same man doing the same job probably since ever!.
The man has stark white hair as before (or was it black/grey/greying earlier??? I dont know , my memory serves me only so long.).
This man was never a man of so many words. Sometmes I wondered if he simply wasnt interested in speaking.
He took the order , repeated the same to someone inside and waited for the processing to get over. I looked into his eyes for the first time perhaps expecting to see dispear , misery even?. Yet they protrayed NOTHING. I wondered if he would recongnize me if he saw me in an different setting?. I wondered if i would have before tonight?.......
He served the order in a clinical fashion (stone faced as ever . no smile . no nothing). it was business as usual for him.
Took the billed amount , returned the change(didnt complain over the high denomination note given to him) and went about to take and complete further orders. It indeed was business as usual.
Life goes on , I told myself.
But for him it was business as usual.
business as usual......same...same....Business as usual.!
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