Lunch @ Zafraan – Shanghai Dice

19th June 2009, a day when all your hard work for one year paid off. Our team had a great time together having lunch at Zafraan. Albeit being a bit far from having our office, it was almost a unanimous decision to go there. It was a treat from our manager who is based on US. A 5$ per head treat. :P. Recession Effect. What else!!!!

P6190007A Non veg soup which we got as a starter. It was good :P.

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Veg starter my team mater ordered. she managed to finish it off with out even touching the vegetables in that

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Veg friend rice + Veg soft noodles + Chicken curry + fish in oyster souce. I tried some more items…but could not take more pictures. I was so busy experimenting with the Chinese delicacies. Desserts was ok ok. Not that much great. Their hot chocolate sauce was like chocolate water. Still I managed to empty 5 scoops of ice cream with chocolate sauce.

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Place where I spend ten hours a day

This is my workstation where I spend ten hours a day. (all the people out there who contradict this fact, lets discuss this offline.. :P).

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I got a DELL D630, Dell Monitor, a Cisco Phone, lot of wires, a Nokia charger, 2 coffee mugs (Which I have not washed since forever), a dell dock, and 2 headphones. And off course my letter box, we prepared for Procurement Bay decoration event. I still keep it :P.

My first keyboard and my first solo

I am learning piano nowadays. As part of this new expedition I bought a new keyboard. Yamaha PSR E213. Initially it was just a showpiece. :P. Now as i learn new things, seems like, we both have to go a long way together.

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A good, full sized key keyboard for a beginner with lot of features to explore. Today i learned my first keyboard solo.

My New Studio 15

Its my new Dell Studio 15. It was a huge hit for my February month’s budget. Still I love her. she made my life a lot easier.

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Got a good deal from Dell. Terrific configuration and hard disk. More than enough for my surfing, blogging and all. The first thing i did with my laptop is to watch all the F.R.I.E.N.D.S seasons starting from one to ten. Feel so complete.

Capgemini – A memoir

Lets start the blog with a felicitous memory. The two years spent in Capgemini (Old Kanbay) was marvelous. One of our FLP (Fresher learning programme) batch mate, Sujith, came up with a video to celebrate the one year anniversary of joining Capgemini. Years later when I look into it, I could not help but feel a tinge of loss.

Just go through one of my friend’s blog, for the wonderful briefing of all the fun we had in that time. As she is happily married and has shifted the base to US, she may not be updating the blog so regularly. 😛

FLP – Good Things Wont Last Forever

I too had a Dream – Review

I too had a dream By Varghese Kurien as told to Gouri Salvi, Finished reading on 13th June 2009

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Synopsis

“Architect of ‘Operation Flood’, the largest diary development programme in the world, Dr Varghese Kurien has enabled India to become, the largest milk producer in the world. A man with a rare vision, Dr Kurien has devoted a lifetime to realizing his dream – empowering the farmers of India.

It was a sheer quirk of fate that landed him in Anand where a small group of farmers where forming a corporative, Kaira District Cooperative Milk Producers’ Union Limited (better known as Amul), to sell their milk. Intrigues by the integrity and commitment of their leader Tribhuvandas Patel, Dr Kurien joined them. Since then there has been no looking back. The ‘Anand Pattern of cooperatives’ was so successful that, at the request of the Government of India, he set up the National Diary Development Board to replicate it across India. He also established the Gujarat Cooperative Milk Marketing Federation to market its Products.

In these memoirs, Dr Varghese Kurien, popularly known as the ‘father of the white revolution’, recounts, with customary candor, the story of his life and how he shaped the diary industry.”

When I hear the name ‘Amul’, the first thing comes to mind is the Amul Products Mascot, the sweet Utterly Butterly Girl in polka dotted dress. I know her and the ‘Amul – The Taste of India’ ad tagline since forever. Such was the power of Amul’s Marketing, no wonder now it is in the Guinness Book of World records for the longest ad campaign ever. Though Amul was a household name, I never knew about the hard work and commitment of so many patriotic people who made this ‘Cooperative’ wonder.

This book was insightful in many ways. Most part of the book is the story of Amul and remaining part, covers the white revolution. While reading, you cannot help wondering at the forthright personality of Varghese Kurien, who dedicated his entire life for a dream. Post-Independence, to revamp India from the shambles of British Ruling, the contributions made by such patriots are overwhelming. The mere thought that, our India is a gift to us from these craftsmen, fills in a sense of gratitude in me.

As an autobiography, it was really inspiring. It made me think, “What I did for my country?” The book will be able to seed awareness and thus a bit of responsibility in the reader. Some of the chapters where Dr Kurien unleashes his anger at the unredeemable bureaucrats and corrupt politicians really get the reader to ponder whether India is progressing or regressing now.

Written in simple language mostly, and at times with very tough and strong language the author has narrated the experiences very beautifully. At times, the book can be a bit dragging.  Sometimes the narration could have been brief and crisp. Overall a good book, and it inspires reader to do something for the country. I would give a rating of 3.5 out of 5 for this book. The book is ended quoting a very famous line of Alfred Tennyson.

“Sunset and Evening Star
And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning at the bar
When I put out to sea.”

Rating 3.5/5

Never kiss them goodbye

It’s been a week after the death of eminent writer Kamala Surayya. I feel I’m obliged to write this post. Kamala Surayya (Her penname was Madhavi Kutti) is one of the few writers whom I worship like god in the world of literature. Her controversial ‘My Story’ is one of the first novels I read and the charm of that novel still lasts in me.
When I started reading the novel, I could hardly define what my reaction to that novel was. May be it was an awe of a pre-teen girl at the perplexed ways of life or may be at some level I could relate myself with ‘Amy’ in her story. The touch of sensitivity in her writing is something, which I can rarely find in other authors. That novel itself was sufficient to fetch a place for her in my mind. Those days I never read many poems. But just because I liked this novel, I ended up reading few poems of her. I still remember vividly the sadness and strong emotions reflected in her writings.
Before reading any of her books, I was under the impression that her writings represent a much-hyped ‘feminism’. Her Novel, ‘My Story’ has received a lot of bashing from ‘the’ critics just for the feminism shade of that novel. I thought this was just a marketing gimmick to increase the book sales. I was wrong. I believe that feminism is a much-misconstrued word. Her writings, instead of conveying the orthodox meaning of feminism, a doctrine that advocates equal rights for women, portrayed the echt hue of womanhood. She conveyed very beautifully to the readers how it feels to be woman. No wonder it caused much vexation to the patriarchs of Male chauvinism. ‘My Story’ was a roller coaster ride for me through the different colors of womanhood and feminity.
Madhavi kutti, who always wrote about lord Krishna and always portrayed herself as Radha in poems, was the one who inspired in me the idea of having private gods for oneself. According to her everyone can have his or her own gods. When she converted to Islam, her controversial statement ‘I converted my Krishna to Islam’ evoked much gurgles from the conservative Hindus. What’s the big deal? She took her own Krishna with her when she converted to another religion. It’s her imagination. Altogether, she was a perfect embodiment of feminity and an idol for me.
I will definitely miss her writings. I never felt so depressed in any of the other author’s death. I can never explain the feeling of loss, which I am feeling write now. I have never met her. I have never talked to her. She communicated to me through her writings and that was enough. The strength of my feeling itself is a proof of her efficient writing. As everyone say, she will continue to live in reader’s minds through her writings. Let this post be my homage to this gifted writer.