Those one liners,mischiefs,hobbies,lunch time chats…WOW just ultimate.

Just superb memmories.

Wish 2008 brings in lots of happiness and cheers.

Happy new year

Prashanth

Its an ad in a swedish magazine, about job openings in ABB

” Is your future in Bejing(written in chinese), Västerås(sewdish city) or BENGALURU”

Proud being part of this beautiful city and wonderful language.

Siri Kannadam Gelge

Way to go Kannada moviews…Hats off…Couldn’t take my eyes of this song even for a second.

Just awesome(but second to Mungaru Male-Anisuthide Yeko indhu nothing beats this)

Watch it! and enzoiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!

Sorry for this delay

Thanks

I was just wondering and recollecting ,how life has changed from the days of engineering to being a professional in the ever changing industry.

Just putting those moments of uncertainty,eagerness I went through soon after PUC.
Everyone had given their PUC and CET exams,wondering what todo next.Those were the initial days of Software boom in India ,Infosys and Wipro had become household names and every discussion would end up around computers,software engineers and lifestyle surrounding them.Everyone wanted to be a software engineer and even myself was not an exclusion.

Joined Computer Science engineering course in one of esteemed institute to be one among the successful software engineers(didn’t know what software engineers job is, that time ) without any knowledge of computers,websites,email id or blogs.Whole thing was very new to me and it was in our computer lab that I got the first feel of computers.Feeling as if I have seen something amazing and waiting eagerly to work(just to feel) on those machines.

It was quite a fun to write C programs to do all kind of mathematical operations with only two numbers ,astonishingly waiting for the output and feeling sense of pride on writing successful program.

I never realized those days that these are the things we would spend our whole life in front (atleast till today).

Soon after the college,joined a software company that taught me all the basics of this profession ,gave insight into this industry.Gave me confidence of doing some new things,implementing new ideas,taught me new skills, learnt new jargons like projects,deadlines,requirements,client communications,onsite,project managers,leads,SWAT,firefighting,MOM,status meetings and many more……It was here, I realized how programming can be used in real life applications and its implications.

Being in this industry for these four years, it has given me lot of friends,knowledge,money(not too much ) and most importantly Identity of being myself.Had lot of funnier moments,team outings,team lunch,appraisals and many more.Also I have gone through lots of slogging,heated debates(ofcourse on requirement implementations) ,late night fixes , loong cofee breaks and discussing all things around the world, new gadgets and most importantly gossips(top gossip is who would be the one to quit the company next ).

It was a wonderful,amazing and challenging journey in this industry through these days and expecting the same in future also.

I cherish and relish all the moments I have gone through in these four years and stepping ahead strongly into future hoping to do much better and doing many more new amazing things expecting new challenges ,going to new places and in the process to meet new friends.

Thanks to all those who have supported me during these four years and continue to look forward for the same in future also .

Enjoy ur ride .

I really don’t understand why we keep forgetting or missing those simple things that makes our life memorable and sweet.Here is one simple thing that averted a disaster and brought beautiful changes in couple’s life.

Here goes the story…

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several
Weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife’s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office… jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind… I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote,

I’ll carry you out every morning until death does us apart.”

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank…blah…blah…blah… These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

However simple, things might look ,just go and enjoy it.Life is made of many such simple things that makes life BIG and memorable one.

I believe everyone would have listened this song atleast once and would have gone through sweet memories of friends,their mischiefs and sweet times.

Its again first Sunday of the August and its time to thank friends for being there always be it good or bad.

I would like to dedicate this blog to all my friends who had been there all through my good and bad times,supported me during my bad days,encouraged me to do new things,scolded me when I was wrong,taught me when I didn’t understand things,listened to me for looong hours,shared fun during tours,trips,movies.

As friends, we grew up together,
Swearing to be friends forever and ever.
Sometimes we would argue and fight,
Other times we would laugh and stay up all night.

We went from playing with games and toys,
To talking and dreaming about different things.
My thoughts and feelings, to you I would confide, Never having anything to hide.

Friends we do remain,
Things changing, and things staying the same.
To each other we still listen and share,
About each other, we will always care.

-Mindy Carpenter

Thanks to all who shared my joy,happiness and sorrow.Thanks friends for being there always when I was in need.

Have a great Friendship Day!