This is interesting. I hate sooooo many things. Hate may be too strong a word to use. Lets assume hate for the moment means don't like. Make that don't like at all. So lets begin this list.
1) Shaving
This activity has to top the list. I hate shaving. I believe that when Adam and Eve were existing. Adam didn't have a beard. He was teasing Eve for some silly reason. Eve (like most other women) complained to God about it and voila. God cursed MAN, and he had to deal with facial hair for the rest of his life. Sucksssss. Its quite surprising that i have never come across any other man who hates shaving as much. I despise it. Look at all the possible reasons to avoid it. Some of the best are - I was late for work so didn't shave. Tomorrow is a weekly off - ill shave tomorrow. If i shave today - tomorrow is a family function so i gotta shave tomorrow - so lets skip today. Reasons galore and never ending. Do any men out there second my view?
2) Rice
I cant stand rice. Let me clarify here, I like fried rice, Rice with moong or dal on top (speciality food in our house) but i cant stand plain rice. I also make that very obvious. So i think since the last few years i eat rice only twice a week max. for lunch only. Rice at dinner is a big no no. Unless of course there is Chinese and my wifey being the greatest cook ever - i happily eat fried rice. I also get amazed at the capacity of southies to eat rice. This one incident at Hyderabad - Me and Uncle were at a restaurant, this guy at the next table was almost done with his food and was eating rice. We ordered soups, lunch, dessert (may have spent at least 1 hr or so) and you wont believe when we were leaving this place and the guy on the other table was still eating rice. I'm sure you've got the point.
3) Flowers
I'm just not a flowery (if you allow me to use this term) guy. Not such a good habit. But i don't like flowers. They make me sneeze. Couple of times I've got ruined cos flowers were kept in my room all night and the next day my allergy made me sneeze a zillion times. I never give flowery cards to anyone. How boring. If any one give you a flowery card - he / she hasn't made an effort to look for anything better. They are the easiest ones available at the card shops. So take that extra effort get a better card, but not a flowery card.
4) Wet bathrooms
Another one in the list of my silly whims and fancies. I don't like wet bathrooms at all. This is a habit that I've inherited. I don't know why but a wet bathroom isn't as good as a dry bathroom. (If you still haven't got it - I'm talking about the floor)
5) Black trousers
I don't like black trousers. Anyone out there who thinks similarly. Ive probably owned only 2 black trousers since the time i can remember. I'm sure many people would have more than a single black trouser. I don't like black shirts as well. So pretty much no BLACK for me.
I think 5 things are enough to talk about on HATE LIST 1. Do any of you (how many people read this anyways) have a HATE LIST as trivial as this to share.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
Dreams
I have heard tons of people complain about sleep. The fact that they cant sleep or don't get enough of it. Ive never heard of people complain of it the other way around. I'm one of the lucky ones who fall in the second category.
I think people who don't get enough of sleep are just the ones who don't think out their thoughts completely. This reminds me of a workshop i had attended (organised by yours truly) at one of our very own Rotaract Club meetings. For those who don't know about Rotaract (100% of my readership doesn't, so ill explain) - i was part of this club for a long time - 6 years or so. We did organise several projects. However id like to think some of the best were organised when i was president in 1995-96. Back to the topic. (enough of boasting).
The workshop was on DREAMS. I cant ever forget what he said about dreams. Why do they occur. Imagine a pipe. Water flowing through it. Now hold it in between. You will see water accumulate at the point you hold the pipe. Whenever you let go, you will see the sudden gush of water. The speaker tried to explain to us that it was the same with the human mind. If there is something that you have thought of and not
thought it out completely it comes back in the form of a dream. This comparison of the human mind to the pipe has been etched in me forever.
Try this guys. it works. When there is something bothering you or on your mind. Write it, scribble it, think it out galore, talk bout it (if you can) - you will realise that this will help you think the thought out completely. It will not return to bother you again. Maybe bother is a strong word. But i hope you get the point.
Back to dreams for a while. Do you dream. If yes. What is it that you dream of ? Share an example. Lets try to analyse it. Dreams are a connotation of something. Either a thought or event. They may not have a direct resemblance to real life but may be linked to thoughts, ideas, events that occur in ones life. I have seen quite a few online websites on dreams and what a mountain may mean, or a fairy or anything else. They are all crap. The Mountain may mean something different in my life and may mean something different in someone else's life.
When we had organised this workshop in our club years back - to be precise in 1995, we were all dreading the 45 minutes this guy who was gonna bore 45 of us. You all would be surprised to know that this workshop probably went on for more than 2 hours. People asking so many questions on their dreams and hearing about other live examples of dreams and their analysis.
Anyone out there who attended this workshop in 1995 ?
I think people who don't get enough of sleep are just the ones who don't think out their thoughts completely. This reminds me of a workshop i had attended (organised by yours truly) at one of our very own Rotaract Club meetings. For those who don't know about Rotaract (100% of my readership doesn't, so ill explain) - i was part of this club for a long time - 6 years or so. We did organise several projects. However id like to think some of the best were organised when i was president in 1995-96. Back to the topic. (enough of boasting).
The workshop was on DREAMS. I cant ever forget what he said about dreams. Why do they occur. Imagine a pipe. Water flowing through it. Now hold it in between. You will see water accumulate at the point you hold the pipe. Whenever you let go, you will see the sudden gush of water. The speaker tried to explain to us that it was the same with the human mind. If there is something that you have thought of and not
thought it out completely it comes back in the form of a dream. This comparison of the human mind to the pipe has been etched in me forever.
Try this guys. it works. When there is something bothering you or on your mind. Write it, scribble it, think it out galore, talk bout it (if you can) - you will realise that this will help you think the thought out completely. It will not return to bother you again. Maybe bother is a strong word. But i hope you get the point.
Back to dreams for a while. Do you dream. If yes. What is it that you dream of ? Share an example. Lets try to analyse it. Dreams are a connotation of something. Either a thought or event. They may not have a direct resemblance to real life but may be linked to thoughts, ideas, events that occur in ones life. I have seen quite a few online websites on dreams and what a mountain may mean, or a fairy or anything else. They are all crap. The Mountain may mean something different in my life and may mean something different in someone else's life.
When we had organised this workshop in our club years back - to be precise in 1995, we were all dreading the 45 minutes this guy who was gonna bore 45 of us. You all would be surprised to know that this workshop probably went on for more than 2 hours. People asking so many questions on their dreams and hearing about other live examples of dreams and their analysis.
Anyone out there who attended this workshop in 1995 ?
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Information is Power yet....
This has been one of my favourite statements since MBA college days. This term was first coined up by the erstwhile POWER TEAM. However I feel foolish now thinking about the name we were given by our classmates. Im sure we could have developed a better name than that.
A bit about the POWER TEAM first. 3 of us constituted the POWER TEAM. Lets keep the members anonymous for the time being and call them 1 2 and Me.
About No. 1. - Tall, Lean, Intelligent, Smoker (Intelligent and Smoking are synonymous in most B schools). This guy was the balancer in the team. His analytical ability, ability to drill holes in any theory stood him in great stead as compared to the other two. He was more brain and less heart. An absolute team man.
About No. 2. - Fat, Intelligent, Wierd, Aloof, Chandraswami (i hope i got this right). People were scared to be friends with him. This guy was good. Creative. His ability to read people and surroundings made him a class apart. People never really understood him. However i dont blame them. Anyone would feel hes being watched with No. 2 around. Surprisingly No. 1 and Me didnt care as we read him more than he read us. Ah enuff, lets move on.
About Me - (ill try not to boast) Intelligent, Smart worker (not hardworking at all), The computer Wiz. My core competence in the team was to collate all data in Raw form and present it in a manner that would be used at some corporate meeting after years of research. (I was bloody good at that).
The Power team together worked on several projects, sometimes we would just hit the nail on the head at the first shot. Eg. We were doing a case study on a Crane Company entering India and some problems it had faced. It was a chance visit to Escorts and a magazine at the reception table. Bingo. The case was cracked. We knew exactly which company our professor was referring to. There you go. We scored 100s of brownie points in class. There were other occasions we would slog through information, google it, and present it as it were being researched it for last 3 years.
Somewhere down the line i think No. 2 coined the term.
Information is POWER
We began to swear by this statement. When projects began, our first goal was to get information, which more often than not was FREE. Library, Internet, Export Associations etc.(we must have dug out tons of imformation from the APEDA office for an export project).
If you look at real life, Im still following the same principles. Especially when i go to a new place, i dont leave without maps. Be it train maps, routes, info on just about anything. Its just me i guess.
In Business if you look at things around you, you can make any decision provided you have the information. All you need is a good rapport to get you information be it within the organisation or outside of it.
along the way this statement got modified a bit by Me, while the Power team still existed. I just added the following.
Information is Power - yet so many people are powerless
now go try and figure this one out.
A bit about the POWER TEAM first. 3 of us constituted the POWER TEAM. Lets keep the members anonymous for the time being and call them 1 2 and Me.
About No. 1. - Tall, Lean, Intelligent, Smoker (Intelligent and Smoking are synonymous in most B schools). This guy was the balancer in the team. His analytical ability, ability to drill holes in any theory stood him in great stead as compared to the other two. He was more brain and less heart. An absolute team man.
About No. 2. - Fat, Intelligent, Wierd, Aloof, Chandraswami (i hope i got this right). People were scared to be friends with him. This guy was good. Creative. His ability to read people and surroundings made him a class apart. People never really understood him. However i dont blame them. Anyone would feel hes being watched with No. 2 around. Surprisingly No. 1 and Me didnt care as we read him more than he read us. Ah enuff, lets move on.
About Me - (ill try not to boast) Intelligent, Smart worker (not hardworking at all), The computer Wiz. My core competence in the team was to collate all data in Raw form and present it in a manner that would be used at some corporate meeting after years of research. (I was bloody good at that).
The Power team together worked on several projects, sometimes we would just hit the nail on the head at the first shot. Eg. We were doing a case study on a Crane Company entering India and some problems it had faced. It was a chance visit to Escorts and a magazine at the reception table. Bingo. The case was cracked. We knew exactly which company our professor was referring to. There you go. We scored 100s of brownie points in class. There were other occasions we would slog through information, google it, and present it as it were being researched it for last 3 years.
Somewhere down the line i think No. 2 coined the term.
Information is POWER
We began to swear by this statement. When projects began, our first goal was to get information, which more often than not was FREE. Library, Internet, Export Associations etc.(we must have dug out tons of imformation from the APEDA office for an export project).
If you look at real life, Im still following the same principles. Especially when i go to a new place, i dont leave without maps. Be it train maps, routes, info on just about anything. Its just me i guess.
In Business if you look at things around you, you can make any decision provided you have the information. All you need is a good rapport to get you information be it within the organisation or outside of it.
along the way this statement got modified a bit by Me, while the Power team still existed. I just added the following.
Information is Power - yet so many people are powerless
now go try and figure this one out.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Addictions - Past and present
Ive been thinking over this subject for while. Earlier was going to write about brands, almost wrote a couple of paragraphs and then it didnt appeal to me so i deleted it.
So back to addiction.
Let me start with my recent addictions
POKER on Facebook
This is addictive to say the least. So whats it about poker. Is it about winning, about the money that you win or lose (even though its only ficticious), is it about the people you encounter while playing. Is it about the brain? I guess its a bit of thrill, suspense. Would it be foolish to say that, its proabably the closest ill get to playing BOND at Poker. Ah forget it. Its not making sense to me, how is it going to make sense to you. This addiction recently died on it own, SCRABULOUS took over, and its back again now. In bombay this diwali, watched the WORLD POKER CHAMPIONSHIPS on tv, made me understand how the big fish play. Experienced players (as my bro puts it) play only 20% of the hands. Actually this is the right platform to blame him or rather thank him for introducing me to POKER. It was on a flight back to Bombay from Udaipur, i had seen nitin play his PSP. When I tried the game on the way back - i was addicted in 30 mins. So anyone for a game of Poker?
SCRABULOUS on Facebook
It took HASBRO to sue the Agarwala bros to get me off Srab. (as i used to call it). I used to play a lot. day in and day out. I also made hell of a lot of friends at scrab. What amazed me is the number of people from Pakistan who played the game and were bloody good at it.
XBOX - Burnout paradise
I just got the Xbox bout3 months back - the thrill of playing it on a 47" LCD with full home theatre surround sound is just awsome. This game is a revelation. This defies all the theories set by earlier car games. In the earlier ones - driving well, within the roads not banging your car was of prime importance. This game is bout pure speed, thrill, off road antics and much more. Nothing is more thrilling than a take down race - lemme explain - Ur supposed to drive as fast as you can and your given a target of taking down say 10 cars or sometimes 18 cars. What take down means is that - while driving fast - really fast - other cars are on the road - youve gotta squeeze them and make them bang up against the walls or sides or anything that you can. At times while driving in real, if some other driver irritates me, ive felt like taking that car down (hope you get the point). Im addicted to this as well.
Age of Empires
Another game - another addiction. This was a while back, maybe 2003 or so. This game was new and first time something like this was launched. We (its not I) spent hours playing this game. Each game could go on for 3 - 4 hrs. We really got hammered by our spouses for this. We includes me and my uncle and sometimes a family friend. It was all about strategy. How to setup towns, buildings, forts, army etc. There were choices on what kind of armour you had to develop, so it involved lots of thinking power. (or so id like to think). Id love playing that game again.
Does this post sound like a gaming magazine. I hope not. Anyone wants to share - addictions - past, present and future?
So back to addiction.
Let me start with my recent addictions
POKER on Facebook
This is addictive to say the least. So whats it about poker. Is it about winning, about the money that you win or lose (even though its only ficticious), is it about the people you encounter while playing. Is it about the brain? I guess its a bit of thrill, suspense. Would it be foolish to say that, its proabably the closest ill get to playing BOND at Poker. Ah forget it. Its not making sense to me, how is it going to make sense to you. This addiction recently died on it own, SCRABULOUS took over, and its back again now. In bombay this diwali, watched the WORLD POKER CHAMPIONSHIPS on tv, made me understand how the big fish play. Experienced players (as my bro puts it) play only 20% of the hands. Actually this is the right platform to blame him or rather thank him for introducing me to POKER. It was on a flight back to Bombay from Udaipur, i had seen nitin play his PSP. When I tried the game on the way back - i was addicted in 30 mins. So anyone for a game of Poker?
SCRABULOUS on Facebook
It took HASBRO to sue the Agarwala bros to get me off Srab. (as i used to call it). I used to play a lot. day in and day out. I also made hell of a lot of friends at scrab. What amazed me is the number of people from Pakistan who played the game and were bloody good at it.
XBOX - Burnout paradise
I just got the Xbox bout3 months back - the thrill of playing it on a 47" LCD with full home theatre surround sound is just awsome. This game is a revelation. This defies all the theories set by earlier car games. In the earlier ones - driving well, within the roads not banging your car was of prime importance. This game is bout pure speed, thrill, off road antics and much more. Nothing is more thrilling than a take down race - lemme explain - Ur supposed to drive as fast as you can and your given a target of taking down say 10 cars or sometimes 18 cars. What take down means is that - while driving fast - really fast - other cars are on the road - youve gotta squeeze them and make them bang up against the walls or sides or anything that you can. At times while driving in real, if some other driver irritates me, ive felt like taking that car down (hope you get the point). Im addicted to this as well.
Age of Empires
Another game - another addiction. This was a while back, maybe 2003 or so. This game was new and first time something like this was launched. We (its not I) spent hours playing this game. Each game could go on for 3 - 4 hrs. We really got hammered by our spouses for this. We includes me and my uncle and sometimes a family friend. It was all about strategy. How to setup towns, buildings, forts, army etc. There were choices on what kind of armour you had to develop, so it involved lots of thinking power. (or so id like to think). Id love playing that game again.
Does this post sound like a gaming magazine. I hope not. Anyone wants to share - addictions - past, present and future?
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