Anti: Snapshots from hell

This was the name of a book I read long back, tht comments about life of a mediocre at Harvard B-school.Just like that, it is true that b-school life calls for endurance,hard work,night-outs ...a complete burn-out..stil these are the most wunderful years of smone's life...though Exceptions are always there.there are people who are always cribbing, who make mountains outta mole-hills...for sm ppl things dont seem to take the right course.still they are in a minority and who cares about mediocres anyways.. :(...Most of the people ,on being asked say" those were the best days of my life"!! and for some ppl life at B-school "nothing but snapshots from hell" they narrate each incident with imbibed pessimism..Not to blame them as ----"when a thing is expected to go wrong it will and at the wrong time"-murphy's law...applicable to few ppl...

FOr them life seems mundane, just like a wild - goose- chase...MBA does not add-value to their lives...for reasons unknown, for fault that is not theirs..but most of them, most of the parts work out well and each piece when fitted together form a beautiful snapshot that is not from hell.this might seem to the other lot as looking at the world as if wearing rose-colored glasses!!but for some ppl,infact most of th successful ones....B-school is a turnaround in their lives...they r on the threshold of a beautiful career ahead...for smone it is ofcourse the other way round....let us identify sm of these ppl....these are ppl like XX, who have been doing exceptionally well thruout their lives...never tasted failure...abd whn they start facing it here, they are heart-broken..frustration seems to build up.....affecting future performance....pulling them down each wring of the ladder....going down!!! these ppl are not cowards, just tht they have no inspiration to muster their srength to meet the impending challenges of the tuff b-school life....no body seems to understand them....since they cant get along well with their lives..they are termed LOSERS!! born losers....and mind it they are the ppl, who were at times the best performers in their groups....but wht happens whn things go wrong..they become losers, jerks..oh!! what fate!!
for smone getting thru b-school becomes fait accompli for the rest it is just another 2 years..but if u dont pass out of a b-school being a better person, a better orator, a better communicator...ur education is waste!!!a wate of time n money!!!

pessimist monologues

Dreams I cud never realise
Plans I cud never materialise

Ambitions I cud never fulfill
Mocking Birds I cud never kill

Love I cud never reciprocate
Feelings I cud never communicate

Hands I never held,Paths I never walked upon
Buried emotions ,i never talked about.

Success I cud never taste
Facts I cud never state

Happiness i cud never feel
Loving hearts I cud never steal

Terms i cud never dictate
Is it the way I think or is it fate??

Life seems to be stuck at a steady state
Growth seems to take a backseat

Happiness seems to retreat
Efforts seem to accept defeat.....

Is it destiny's yet another painful feat.
Seems as if optimism has taken the last seat

Pseudo-Dudo : pro-dudes

Well well,this is with reference to my previous article: dudizm vs Normalizm,which i m afraid invited much wrath nd genrted much backlash, with people adulating me (;) )with comments like-I can never be a dude , I am a pessimist..etc...though some were followed by adulations as well.To make my stnd very clear, the entire purpose of that was defeated.. it was not to arouse fury or pin-point smone.I ahve nthnd agnst the Dudes...it is just I was insinuating towrds some pseudo-dudes, who just try to imitate the dudes and end up being jerks...
I personlly adulate some people which I really consider dudes, real stuff.....not the ones affected by the pseudo-dudo syndrome..as i mentioned earlier..Being a dude is not having a weird coiffure,painting ur hair pink and yellow..its abt the way u take things...... Being a strong optimist, being one of them..... DUDEs are dashing,unruly,dare to bare attitu---d--e ..... they are not jerks !! they outperform when and only it is reqd and possess the chillest of attitude...no doubt they get the best!! just some dudes say" livin la vida loca--live life dangerously......So people..who really crtiqued me on my article...pls get ur fundae right.....dud-izm is all abt doing the right things the right time and nt being rudis...or....barbarians.....hail the dudes!!

Falling in love with you again and again........

why do I love you,the question I ask myself many a time..
Is that because of your drop-dead looks
or Is it the way you mime...........

Is that the way you clear off your hair off your face
With wind blowing them off,giving them a chase

The enigma seems to get deeper the more I give it a thought
My heart refuses to believe ,even my mind and heart have fought!!

Fought over you,over the whims and fancies of your beauty
Oh angel-face what spell do you castthat has overpowered my heart that fast!!

your splendid personality,your aura swept me by my feet
Such is my condition that I cant even think to retreat

Seperation from you causes despair, inflicts pain
Is it not true tht I am falling in love..........
..................with you again and again...

 

marks maketh an MBA

what makes an MBA- "Mediocre but arrogant"--An abbreviation which I have picked up from somewhere,still holds true in my case-atleast the first part.Now what makes an MBA.Is it marks,is it personality,is it the ur eloquence,Is it your inter-personnel skills?Well my first year has taught me atleast what makes an MBA to some extent. It is your presentablity, your persona that makes you an MBA.The ability to stand apart,think out of the box that makes you an MBA.there is a mantra that makes u a successful MBA--ur risk taking ability,ur acumen

ability vs attitude

Why am I such a pessimist?.A question which is an enigma to me.something which I have been pondering over all these years to get an answer to.Is it a spate of failures.?Is it fate?

Finally,I have realised that there is nothing called fate.You make or break your own destiny.No body is destined to lose.It is such lack of ability,lack of dedication and when finally I realised my incapability,It has been too late.Perhaps,I miised the bus.Riding on a lame excuse of "being unfortunate"..made a coward out of me.The plain simple truth is...I dont want to come to terms with reality....obviously,the truth is too bitter..too unacceptable,still it is the truth...no one can change it..A simple equation which one of my friends suggested me.

Ability*1/frustration*blah blah=outcome..u fail u blame ur luck..u ignore ur ability ur capability.It is high time I accept tht I lack the attitude,the perseverance needed to succeed..

andher nagri chaupat raja school of mgmt

with all those hopes ,all those ambitions"I'll make it big". I will graduate to be a part of the upper strata of biz world most softies-- burn midnite oil and finally make it to the b-schools of India classified as A B C categories. Those who get the A-class"the big IIs are lucky enuff but the ones making it to the B-graders..the other so called hep b-schools of India dont realise tht they r giving up high paying systems jobs to join the same company 2 yrs later.thtz a very bitter truth though many of us get to know it only aftr 1 yr of joining b-schools.

what u lose ?? a big ques to answer...u lose hair....lots of it..stress doubles.. :).there are lot of opportunity costs...u lose onsite opportunities in ur previous co.s ..u lose ur GFs ;) ....who r unwilling to wait for u...onsite money..big bucks....but U hav a diploma added to ur name....

Is it worth it..looking into the financial perspective of it..Lets consider MBA from a b-grader as a project and lets look into the NPV of this project.

considering a softie with 2 years of work ex (average salary lets say= 20 k p.m.)

the cash flow in the first yr CF0 =-1.5 lakh(say the first installment of fee) +(-50 k ,service bond agreement penalty)+(-4 lakh onsite bucks)+(-2.4--onsite salary u lost)

goes on as an annuity

CF1=-2.5 (say the other half of ur fee)+ (-3 lakh -the offshore salary u lost) etc..

now ur cash inflow comes only at end of 1 yr(if u get a decent summer trng placement)

CF1'= + 40 k (lets say 20 k p.m for 2 mnths)

and then starts the actual calculations

profiles of a frustrated mind- my stint with a indian software gaint

Statutory Warning


This piece of writing is not at all for people who are jingoistic towards the organization, nor for people who are more than necessary optimistic .It is exclusively dedicated to all those poor associates, asses/workers/masons rather., who have been facing the brunt, have been exploited as a ritual, and have nothing more than frustration, rage and vengeance in their minds.
I, would, on their behalf treat them all equal and a victim of a serious physiological epidemic –the BMF disorder. For those who are new to this term, it stands for Bulk and Mass Frustration. Well, in the welfare of all such people , I had made up my mind long ago to write something, containing all the anger, miseries, grievances, something that clearly reflected our minds, thoughts., vagaries etc.But the real impetus to write was provided by my Great Guru “GGP ** ”.,who is whole-solely
responsible, for the few moments of happiness that I have been able to steal from destiny.
(no pun intended).


This piece of writing is thus dedicated to all my poor associates, whom I will be addressing as GUFAS- grossly underpaid and frustrated associates. and obviously to my guru ghantaal “ GGP ” **




** No names are being revealed because of security reasons















Well , Lets play a game. You just have to guess something based on the clues.The first one right there:

Highest percentage of dissatisfied employees. Got it ? No. so have another one.

Pay-checks reflect penury. Not yet….Highest attrition rates. Not still, last one…..employees never ever given any sort of benefits. i.e No gifts, No incentives, No bonuses. They all are hypothetical terms, bloody management lingo that is never ever put to practice ..… Now you all should get it… Right.. No names please!!!




Ok , lets plunge a little deeper into the details. Lets talk about the resources and infrastructures

But , first please remember this golden rule, which keeps the company running.


Company Profits (CP)
Blood left in associates(BL)
Employee grievances(EG)


So putting these terms to the HR and getting the manipulated result as:

CP =k EG/BL where k is a constant of proportionality called the Employee Dissatisfaction index, value varies from 0 – 100

So the final golden law (as HR says) that holds good for the company is

CP= 100 EG/BL


No wonder it is still widely accepted.



Before putting an end to this page , I would offer sincere thanks to the great guru ghantaal,referring him as GGP .ji because all this mathematics used is strongly influenced by him as he is a master at this art.



Let’s talk about LEAVES at Mithya !!

Talk about casual leave and the Management at Mithya try every possible measure to discourage the associates from applying for leaves. Applying for leaves is an automated process. Once you apply for a leave a mail is sent to the upper GUFA who has every possible right to exploit you(no pun intended, just your group/module leader.
He makes it a point not to readily approve it and sees the mail or pretends to see the mail on the last day, 5 minutes before you are planning to leave for home. Finally, he makes you change your plans, ruining your plans.yeah,that’s all. Even the leaves /plans you make to travel home are skillfully manipulated to make them Business Travels(onsite!!),that too when you don’t get to claim your expenses. Great!! Is it not?

Well talking about laptops at Mithya is such a topic that I can write pages and pages about it. One more true incident. This is about a project which Mithya got from the US. No wonder!! Truly ONSITE.

Many of the GUFAS. Went to the client side carrying the dreaded black boxes- yeah laptops. I got to overhear a part of their conversation.

G-1: Hey!! I am going onsite for implementation at the client side.
G-2: Great news buddy. What is the onsite compensation?
G-1: Few thousand cents yaar ;)
G-2 : seems a liberalization of the HR policies.
G-1: Yeah! But I know it is going to be a nightmare yaar.
G-2 : What?? Why?? (bewildered expression)
G-1: They are giving me a laptop this time L.A nightmare come true.
G-2: Oh No!! All hells broke loose. May GOD be with you dear.

G-1: Well buddy. Why fear when we are walking on a bed of burning coal ;)









The story when our dear G-1 has reached onsite……………..

It is the first day,the most important one.He is preparing himself for the kick-off meeting. Very fine!!So just in order to revise the key-points of his presentation he takes out his big black box(laptop).But to his utmost shock, he discovers,there are no power plugs(the fat ones used in India)—Indian ishtyle ones.,rather they are the ones which are completely incompatible with the old beast(thin ones!! Used in US)the Black Box is also helpless because it is not supposed to run on battery.(against company-laptop policies)
But its meeting time .So all the associates at the client side rush to the conference room with their sleek trendy laptops and our poor GUFA has to carry a big pile of papers(the printouts of his presentation)
The client seems to take pity on our poor GUFA and gifts him a laptop till the time he is there.
What else left to say?

My passion

She would never give up her never
And i became all the more consolidated in my nevertheless.

As all my emotions and feelings sprouted out
in inexhaustible amounts of passion and love for her

As altogether her puerile youth blossoms out like a flower
As unchallenged ,unexplored and vivacious as the eiffel tower

Her mind's perplexed..Her heart bears a bewildered expression
whenever she notices my love,discovers my uncanny passion

To me she seems to be a gene pool of adventure
Reading her thoughts is, dire staits to venture

I have discovered the ecstasies as well as the agony of devotion
To expect the same from her is just like bearing a false notion

I wish I was blessed,and possessed some magical divine potion
So that I could coax her into bearing the same magical emotion.

Still my mind is dichotomized ,one half counselling me to pursue
the other counselling me to forget all the hot emotions I brew

She has become an idee-fixe ,her thoughts a tingling sensation.
Impossible to take her off mind,as she's an accruing obsession.

Her memories are a lifeline , she's my life
Its her thoughts only on which I thrive.

Still the complexities of my brain cajole me to go on hunting for her
Though I know that it has left me exhausted, enervated altogether

But reinvograted with fresh bursts of energy, I am ,thinking about her
My unmanageable passion can make even the stubborn-most stir.

This is all what she is to me and my blind love is to her.............

what my woman is to me

the scent of first rain
looks that drive u insane

the first note of the fifth symphony
as mellifluous as sweet-smelling honey

the last bus home
immaculte white as soapy-foam

the violet in the rainbow
as pure as freshly fallen snow
Smooth as a river's flow.........

the first ray of morning light
the one which makes my entire day bright

the gene pool of adventure
the dire straits to venture

the first seasonal downpour
the endless zones to explore

the aroma of morning earth
the intensity of fiery hearth

Untitled..

if the moon were my heart ,
u will be its light
associations which none can part
even if they used all their might

how can they be seperated ,
how can their luv be exasperated

do come back to me ,
though i now let u free
that's the only request..
made to u by me

Anyways u ll come across a lot of people,
in a path full of ambition
But discovering true love among them,
will be an impossible mission

I live my life to keep u coming back to me..
Still u can come back the moment u think u are free.


Becoz thats something u won't ever understand
Even though u do, i know u' ll still pretend

Becoz life's a stage,we all mere actors
and you love to act
the day u want me back,i wont be there for you,
that's a gospel fact...........

"tempest of emotions"


Water Water everywhere still not a drop to drink...................
Full of beauty is this world, about u still i think
My emotions are upto the brink.

Though i m morbid jejune n out of form
Believe me its a lull before the storm

There is a premonition of a tempest out-break
An apocalypse that will make even the stubborn-most shake.
There are hell lot of old buried emotions to rake
And lot of revelations n confessions to make
I have a lot of fait accompli to uptake......
N Prevent all the beautiful hearts to break.

As the intensity grows by leaps and bound
The tempest will be soon around...
N the waves will sweep u through
This thing sure is gonna accrue
As a free bird my love once flew
Though my feelings were very true
But returns out of it were few
Zilch was what i got in lieu
Hot emotions still i brew..
An impending tempest is what i view
Though this i wrote is impromptu
Understanding its meaning is upto u.

..
The harder I try.... the stronger my luv grew
u r still among the special few...........
Still u say u got no clue........................
- BY
[Ashwini_Aggarwal]

nature n her

How can she be represented by nature
the clouds make her caricature

Rainbow is her flowing attire
Always being eve-teased by air

Stars keeping awake all night.....
Can't get her out of sight

Greeted by sunshine in the noon
Admired in the night by the moon

Caressed gently by the wind here and there
That whispers sweet verses into her ear.....

An epitome of chastity like mother nature
Is her each and every immaculate feature

An olio of charms, she sure makes u feel
Her flawless beauty is a sure thing to steal


Feels as if she's an angel residing in the stars
Impossible it may seem but we ll reach that far


And when her as a person people get to know,
they are sure that her beauty is not just a show.

"lost moments"


There embedded in my heart so bright
Are hopes which seem so high
Hopes imploring me to accrue.
Hopes escalating me to reach u.
Becoz ur my joie-de -vivre ,
The only sea i wanna sail thru

Let it be that i 'm just a dreamer
Who believes that there r no walls between us
How can they be in my soul n in my mind
Where u r the only thing i can find


Though i live my life the way to stop u coming back to me
But still i am haunted by the sweet memoirs when i m free
Thoughts when we both had moments of sweet time
The moments when i realized u should have been mine

But they were so ephemeral to quote ,
Just a short sweet stint
Just like smell of currency notes ,
Freshly minted out in a mint..

They were the moments so vivid
Which unfortunately have turned insipid
Life has turned jejune n seems to lack its lustre
To part u from me,enuff courage i need to muster

There were times when ur my sine-quo-non
Times when u inspired me to keep moving on
But now i dont wanna know u further
I wish u were mutated into someone other
Someone puerile so innocuous n bit of childish
The person i m n the person who's my ultimate wish


How could i make such a wrong decision
Why such a perfectionist like me lack precision
How could i be so wrong at judging
Left melancholy ,though never grudging

Paradox lies there that though i dont like whit of u anymore
Still why i want u to change n things to become sweet as before
Impossible it may seem but i want to turn back time
Though for my good i shud'nt but i want to make things fine

Here lies the irony........
True but seems funny..........
Though i liked u from a distance
when u were far
But now i dont even wanna know u
when how close we are


So rightly goes the cliche: "time n tide wait for none"
Moments past are lost n no one can recover the fun.............

So live life as it comes.....................
Dont wait for better moments to come
Make ur present moments the best ones............
-

------------ BY Ashwini.

this one is dedicated to all the girls with beautiful eyes.......................................

"eyes"

Here we are distances apart, moving farther
And we still go on searching for each other
Know that hatred is wrong and love is life
Just the Right thing for all of us to survive

So when I look into your Hazel eyes
I know the reason why I am alive
And the world is so beautiful tonight
When I look into your Hazel eyes

I even loved you from a distance
Thought I couldn't reach that far
I can't believe how close that we are
When I look into your hazel eyes
And the world is so beautiful tonight

There are people who tried to create a wall between us
People who could not be deciphered ,culpable for the fuss
But every dark cloud has a silver lining
One day even my stars will be shining

Sometimes i wish i could turn back time
Impossible it may seem but i ll make it fine
And the world will be most beautiful that night
When i look deep into ur fathomless hazel eyes
--------------------------------------
by Ash.................................

inner beauty

Beauty of the inner self is something u most achieve,
it is something which is sacrosanct something indelible
External beauty is so ephimereal so short-lived to believe

inner beuty is so simon-pure
guaranteed that it lasts for sure

being good-looking is something nice
but taking pride in it is commiting a vice

Nobody can predict the vicissitudes of life..............
Hubris in beauty is a faux-pas
a thing all must try to surpass

Something which lasts for ever is a beautiful heart not body
Too much of beauty with a bad heart often becomes gaudy

Craving 4 too much for beauty is an ugly addiction
But being blessed with a good heart is a benediction


A good heart stays there ad infitum
a good face doesn't..........

Chasing a thing of beauty.is following ignis fatuus
a thing which eventually leads to nothing but fuss

A good heart becomes youger with age
breaking all the shackles of the worldly cage
Mind this become a philanthropist ,a sage....................................

by Ash...........................

"DECEIT"

How deceit can be defined in turn...............
Something, which blind love, can give u in return...........

Life with blind faith n fetishes is a blind alley
Often deceit comes from someone u r pally

Breaking the dreams after escalating someone's hopes
Is just like cutting the string when someone's walking a tight-rope

Breaching faith and setting ablaze somebody's desires
Misleading them letting them burn alone in the fire

Leaving them in a nebula , and alone to feel
Is like hurting them in the Achilles’' heel

Forget those people who break someone's heart
In breaking theirs someothers may play a part

Leaving them flabbergasted ripping their emotions apart
Paying them for their wrong-doings just like tit-for-tat

Vindictiveness is the final outcome of deceit
As the age-old cliche says what u sow so shall u reap

So better not breach someone’s trust
Better be sure that u make -it-up first

--------------------BY ASH--------------------

taste of success

a life full of nadirs is a life to be despised
a life full of crusts is a life to be ostracised

believe in achieving the summits
no rollbacks only commits

sky should not be the limit it should be the beginning
aim at vanquishing ur failures n always winning

becoz the magic of thinking big always rules the roost
as all those people who dream the most do the most

envisage goals and do ur utmost achieving them
life is a wick and success is the ignited flame..
for all ur failures only u shud be the one to blame

as success is counted the sweetest...taste it.n fly high
soaring like a free strong bird ,a maverick up in the sky

success brings elation, aplomb n kills despair
aromatic n rejuvenating is inhaling its air

in this world of "catch as and catch can"
u need the killer attitude my dear man................

so aim for the pinnacle n u'll get the sky
if not highest u ‘ll atleast fly up and high

though life is chequered , full of crests n troughs
in the cut-throat competition one needs to be rough

because survival of the fittest is one of the modern-day adages
though sounds a little rough but still has been proven through ages

but an adumbration i'll like to state..never let success sit on ur head
there's always a cul-de-sac n chutzpah of success can even drive u mad.

suceeding in life is wearing rose-colored glasses
it has been the only aim of all the masses

so think big... succeed n enjoy.......

this is entitled "SHE"

Fire Fire Burnin' High
In a World not quite right

Her face was immaculate bright
Casting its spell on the passers-by

A salmagudy of charms she used to be
As puerile as u can think a girl to be

Was it mea culpa that I wanted her to be my side
and took all her peccadillos in my stride

I now we burn in this Ignis Fatuus
What i feel that i m left with nthin' to lose

As sine quo non i treated her.
Only to be offered tears in return.

Still i grant her complete absolution
Thatz the way to nirvana, the solution

Now of my onescore years and ten
22 will not come again
and take from 35 springs ,a score plus two
it will leave me 15 more to go.........................
-
By
Ash

its called " WHY?"

she used to be my raison-detre...
now she's the bete-noire

our relation was of harmony
from where did creep such acrimony?

she was my dusk n dawn
but now we are at daggers-drawn...........

who's the apple of discord...........
the one who committed the fraud..........

the one who crushed all my desires
the devil behind the hatred fire...........

why on earth did this happen to me
And uproot my own dream tree.........

this killed all my desires..
here i m in agony n despair....................

"BEAUTY"

Ur lustrous hair is like a flowing brook
Hard to wonder the years even god took

Below ur coiffure is a shining fore-head.
Ur looks are mind-blowing n drop-dead

Ur nose is etched out on ur face so well
hard to believe n even harder to tell

Where perhaps all ur divine beauty lies
Is the cynosure of ur scintillating eyes

Ur swelling red lips have their own story to tell
enthralling the on-lookers with their devilish spell


Ur divine looks are thus simon-pure.........
Mystique of ur smile adds to it more..........


---BY ASH