Sometimes, I feel I gotta get away.
Bells chime, I know I gotta get away.
And I know if I don't, I'll go out of my mind.
Better leave her behind ... but the kids are alright!
This is not an ode to evening's empire, nor to the middle ground between reality and imagination, nor to the fundamental interconnectedness of all things, for this is only a generic personal blog.
"Apparently, sir you Chinese are far ahead of us in every respect, except that you don’t have entrepreneurs. And our nation, though it has no drinking water, electricity, sewage system, public transportation, sense of hygiene, discipline, courtesy, or punctuality, ‘’does’’ have entrepreneurs. Thousands and thousands of them. Especially in the field of technology. And these entrepreneurs—'we' entrepreneurs—have set up all these outsourcing companies that virtually run America now."
“Do you know about Hanuman, sir? He was the faithful servant of the god Rama, and we worship him in our temples because he is a shining example of how to serve your masters with absolute fidelity, love and devotion. These are the kinds of Gods they have foisted on us, Mr. Jiabao. Understand, now, how hard it is for a man to win his freedom in India”
"Me, and thousands of others in this country like me, are half-baked, because we were never allowed to complete our schooling. Open our skulls, look in with a penlight, and you'll find an odd museum of ideas: sentences of history or mathematics remembered from school textbooks (no boy remembers his schooling like the one who was taken out of school, let me assure you), sentences about politics read in a newspaper while waiting for someone to come to an office, triangles and pyramids seen on the torn pages of the old geometry textbooks which every tea shop in this country uses to wrap its snacks in, bits of All India Radio news bulletins, things that drop into your mind, like lizards from the ceiling, in the half hour before falling asleep--all these ideas, half formed and half digested and half correct, mix up with other half-cooked ideas in your head, and I guess these half-formed ideas bugger one another, and make more half-formed ideas, and this is what you act on and live with."
"The greatest thing to come out of this country in the ten thousand years of its history is the Rooster Coop."
"The Rooster Coop was doing its work. Servants have to keep other servants from becoming innovators, experimenters, or entrepreneurs… The coop is guarded from the inside."
"Iqbal, that great poet, was so right. The moment you recognize what is beautiful in this world, you stop being a slave. To hell with the Naxals and their guns shipped from China. If you taught every poor boy how to paint, that would be the end of the rich in India."
"This city (Bangalore) has its share of thugs and politicians. It's just that here, if a man wants to be good, he can be good. In Laxmangarh, he doesn't even have this choice. That is the difference between this India and that India: the choice."
I got into CISCO. Now I can't wait to get to their awesome campus. I'm really happy that the profile is Software Engineering, which is exactly what I wanted!
Unfortunately only two of us from DCE could make it. Here's to Nikhil, Vanky, Anoop, Sumat and many others who cleared the written and really deserved to be selected. Also a special mention to Uday and Utkarsh who, with their Networking knowledge and motivation really deserved this, and were unlucky in the written test.
Check this post about a similar sale at a Reliance Fresh in Mumbai where expired/nearly expired products were sold under the guise of a discount. Hats off to Dinesh who stood up where most people would have let it go.
Best of all, he managed to force the manager to place this sign on the products :-