SomE aWkwArd thOughTs oN LiFe!!

Hope I know what I am writing about.

Before that, today, I talked to some one who was confused. But actually she was not confused; it’s the same feeling what everyone have at the age of 19.

Like ‘she don’t know why she is studying ABC when it’s not of her interest’. Then she thinks what her interest is, she don’t know that. She doesn’t know why ‘she wants to stop talking to some one, but still she go around talking’. And she laughs at that. She wanna go out; okay, she is driving, but she don’t know where she is going. In college, ‘she go to class and then step out, why she want to go to college when she already know that she gonna bunk the class’. At last, why is she reducing pounds and then hogging on food.

Interesting haa.. Look at yourself when you where at the same age. How confused you were. I was very similar. I never loved what ever I was. I was wanted to be a different. May be a John Travolta?? Common… never. But some where close.

It changes. It need to go. Let it go itself. If you try to think about it, you gonna screw it deep. So better not to.

Wait a minute. Did you ever think about the one what you are now?

You wake up at SeaTac, You wake up at O'Hare.

Dallas, Fort Worth, BWI, Pacific. Mountain. Central. Lose an hour. Gain an hour

You hear, “The check-in for that flight isn't for another two hours, sir”

This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time. You wake up at Air Harbor International. If you wake up at a different time, in a different place could you wake up as a different person?

Everywhere I travel tiny life; Single-serving sugar and cream. Single pat of butter.

The microwave cordon bleu hobby kit, Shampoo-conditioner combos. Sample-package mouthwash. Tiny bars of soap.

The people I meet on each flight, they're single-serving friends. Between takeoff and landing, we have our time together

That's all we get.

Welcome!

On a long enough time line, the survival rate for everyone drops to zero.

My job was to translate some thing. The better simple way to explain outsourcing.

A mail FWD -- nice one to read.

This post is all about another post which I came accross... Thanks to VTS for her mail..

Again, its not mine, its some one else's.

Abortion in the ears.....Brilliant!

This is a short story written by Dr Kishore Shah....he is a gynaecologist in
Pune and a very gifted writer....enjoy this extremely funny story.

My wife is an ENT Surgeon while I am a Gynaecologist. This can lead to some
complications, as I recently learned to my anguish. A General Practitioner
called me up and told me that she is sending a patient of hers for an
abortion. Unknown to me, she had also referred a female with earwax for
removal of the wax to my wife.

I duly informed the receptionist to send the patient right in as she was
expected (and expecting!) As Murphy lays down the laws of our hospital, it
was but natural that the patient who wanted the wax removed from her ear,
landed up with me. This is the conversation that I had with the patient.

"Please come in. Be seated." I said with a big smile. I always have a big
smile, when I am going to earn some money. The patient gave a feeble smile
and sat hesitantly on the edge of the chair. "Relax."

"Doctor, will this hurt a lot?"

"Not at all."

The patient relaxed visibly. "You know something, Doctor, we tried removing
it at home, but failed."

I was shocked. "Thank God. Trying this at home can cause serious
complications."

"I first tried to remove it by jumping up and down, but it just wouldn't
budge."

I smiled and said, "If it were that easy, who would need doctors?"

She gave a cute smile and said, "Yeah! My neighbour tried to remove it with
his finger, but the hole is so small that he used a hair pin."

"Oh my God!"

"Yes! My mother even tried a matchstick."

My blood pressure was shooting skywards. I just sputtered without uttering
a word.

"Tell me, doctor, how do I avoid getting this dirt inside me?"

I knew that it was an unwanted pregnancy, but calling it dirt was too much.
I replied a bit angrily, "There are tablets which can prevent this
happening. Or you could use protection at night."

Now it was the patient's turn to be confused, "You mean to say that it
happens only at night?"

I saw her point. "No! No! I meant anytime of the day, whenever you are in
the mood, you should use protection."

She was even more confused, "It depends on my moods?"

Again I saw her point. "My mistake. You need not be in any sort of mood. It
just happens."

"My neighbour advised me to go to one of those chaps who sit by the
roadside."

"You mean that pin man?"

"Yeah!"

This neighbour of hers seemed to be a very dangerous man. Besides using
pins, he was sending her to such quacks. The only safety he knew was among
the pins. "You were wise not to heed his advice."

"But I tried his other advice. He told me to put warm oil inside and wait..
However, that also did not work."

This was getting more and more bizarre. Her neighbour deserved to be locked
up either in a padded cell or a barred one.

"But have you taken your husband's permission?"

Now the patient looked confused. "Do I have to take my husband's permission?
Because if you need his sign, he is working in Dubai. We were not able to
meet for the last one year."

It was my turn to be shocked. I gave a sly smirk. It was one of 'those'
cases. The pin-wielding neighbour seemed to me the usual suspect. I
reassured her. "No! No! The husband's sign is not at all needed."

"However, I did inform him on phone."

Her husband seemed to me a very broad-minded fellow. I didn't know whether
to congratulate her or to commiserate with her. So I hastily turned to
other aspects. "Its good that you came a bit early."

"Actually I wanted to come early in the morning, but I had some other work."

"Oh! I did not mean early today. I meant that if you had delayed this
removal, it would have started moving. Then it would have developed a
heartbeat."

The patient was staring at me wide eyed as if watching a horror movie.
Looking at her face, I decided that she was not fit to listen to the
grotesque details. I decided to relieve her a bit. I said, "You will bleed
a bit, but only for a few days."

By now, the poor patient was trembling, "how-H-How much bleeding?"

"Oh, only slightly more than your menstrual period, and it will continue
only for a week or so."

By now the patient was clutching her hair in her fingers and staring at me
wide-eyed. I asked her soothingly, "Why don't you lie down on the
examination table? Remove your clothes and relax."

This was the final straw. She didn't even wish me goodbye. I saw just a blur
of motion leaving my consulting room at top speed.

American Life - Reloaded

Guys, I don't know why I am still here. Probably its a question to my self. Three months gonna be a huge, a way huge for me to digest. The first 1 month itself is an year for me. The thing which will feel you is, absence of your loved one.

Conscience of American Life, the previous blog is not continuing at this point of time. Which exactly need more consentration and time which I don't have right now.

The place I landed this time is called Boston, an awesome city, in summer 10F cold. haa... dont you think the city is awesome. I had been asked not to take any swatters since its a summer here in ghora's world. What I have to say to them is a F--- word. Seems to be so nice the place is, green, silent, and much more ABCDs than VA. Now you may ask me what is ABCD is... people has many abbreviations, American Born Cultivated Desi?? or Confused Desi ;-) Chetan corrected me with Confused. That gives more clarity...

Days in Boston seems to be very nice, the ppl around make that happens. Superb team mates. heads off u all rockers ;-) Community dinner, i love that concepts. Only if its with drinks.. haa.. nope... i love it in any way.. Pons turned as a very good cook. I doubt, why can't he leave this company and start his own hotel "Pons and Pons Restaurant - Quince, MA" hahaha... nice name.

My chicken curry was a flop, I know it, still ppl said its good. Thanks to the drink what they had. :-)

The palce I was staying was an hotel before the SA. fourpoints, which was good. Nice breakfast. and nice chikz arround though, which really matters. All above that, I met the BigB in the same hotel.. Thanks to Praveen, who confirmed its him.

Oops I missed the real fun part, the GCP guys.. KP, Joe and Prpd.. LOL... the real pain in realocation, ask them they will let you know. 1000$ for a sofa sets and few tables, 2nd handed. 50K?? OMG, but trust me, that worth paying in US. We may get cheaper in INR but, dude $ is some thing diff:

Few days after, the travel to Phoenix, AZ... thats where I met some good fiend of mine. catch you later on my next post with details, vegas trip and the real fun... :-)

Barack Hussein Obama Inauguration Day Speech!!

Part 1:

I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.

Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we the people have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears, and true to our founding documents.

So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.

That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.

These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.

Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.

On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.

On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.

We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.

In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.

For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.

For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.

For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sanh.

Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.

This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do.

Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage.

What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. Those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government.

Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control — and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good.

Part 2:

As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers ... our found fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all the other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more.

Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.

We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you.

For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace.

To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist.

To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to the suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.

As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all.

For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate.

Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task.

This is the price and the promise of citizenship.

This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny.

This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent Mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath.

So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people:

"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet (it)."

America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.

Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.

Conscience of American Life - Part 1

It was a big surprise for me when I landed in this country. Specially the people around and the system. We used to respect the firangs always in our mind, I don't know why this was an habit to me, still I know most of them do so. May be this particular thing, disturbed me a lot in the 1st few days of my life in this foreign country. My mind was not accepting the fact that they are doing all labor works.

I was out from the flight and in airport, been to toilet. I saw a firang cleaning the toilet. Haa... dats fun.. I was little disappointed though happy in my mind. Got a taxi to my hotel and again a finrang.. Cool, a firang calling me Sir.. I enjoyed. I was talking to him as much as I can, such that, while he replies, I can hear the 'Sir' again and again. Payed him am 10$ tip and he was very happy with me. You should keep your pocket filled with $ for tip in US. Thats the custom.. Its called gentleman's pay. If not its called Desi pay. Only Desi avoid tips.

Hotels are the best, apart from the food they serve. But I got used to it since the outside cost was little higher than expected. Con-flex, fruits, bread, cup cakes, are my favorite now. Silver dine or a chipotle lunch and dinner. Trying to be an American in eating habits. My cooking cant be explained as simple in 1 para. It need another post. I will do later.

Our people are lazy, I cant say that, may be the outsourcing trend changed out habits. I used to sleep by 1 or 2 in the morning and get up by 11 or 12. But its something really amazing in this country. People start going office by 4Am. There used to be a good traffic from 5 to 6 AM. They come back home by 5 and sleep at 7 or 8. I was in a meeting with client and one firang was explaining his yesterday, "I had a late night Dinner @ 9" late night dinner @ 9?? man its not even a evening snack time for us. Being with this time format is the one I faced more difficulty in.

I decided to give a tail of 'Part 1' for this blog since, its not gonna stop in few pages. i realized it once I started writing. I may stop by this para in this post since its time to go back home. Now you do know from where I am writing this post is. :-) shh... let not all know about this. Its just a free time I got for 30min. It doesn’t mean that I am always busy. used to find time for chatting also orkuting. The best thing may be funniest part, is I saw movies, more than I had ever seen in my entire life with in 6months being here in US. Isn’t it that funny? You can ask any onsite person, he will have the same answer. Hope I will write more posts.......