Saturday, October 24, 2009

The Week That Was

The week’s been a rollercoaster ride. I’m facing accusations for a felony I never committed. Fingers of suspicion have been pointed towards me by some. It’s like standing in the rain and someone drives past you, flinging all the mud over your face. I face the urge of driving past the same guy and doing the same (ummm..only a lil faster n crap instead of mud) but thanks to my reverence for the guy on the hundred rupee note(Gandhi) I resist the temptation (for now!). One advice for you buddy: Driving fast in the rain is not safe!

On the positive side though, the merriness of Diwali persisted through most of the week even without the seasonal party pair: plonk and poker. Had a mini reunion with college pals after 2 years. Nothing much has changed with them, the only thing I could notice was that drinkers had become teetotalers; non smokers had developed a craving for nicotine and vice versa. All of us being hoteliers (either failed or successful) the predictable discussions revolved around hotels, restaurants, food and fussy guests.

It’s been a week since Diwali, yet daily without fail an unidentified restless soul in my neighborhood sets off one of his leftover “Gola bombs” in the late hours of night; he’s been doing so for the last 3 days. At a time when most people are making love in the confines of their bedrooms, he sets off in the street to express his inane hatred towards the world. With the precision of an alarm clock, his timed explosion awakens me up at 2 am trying to make unsuccessful attempts to fall asleep again. The credit for this post therefore goes to him. Looks like diwali’s still not over for some.

Friday, October 16, 2009

Happy Diwali

Wishing all of you a very Happy Diwali... May you get all the joy and success that you desire.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Meet the Salesman


There is a certain salesman at an apparel store in Delhi who’s been feeling very disturbed for being labeled as a pushy, annoying and slithery pest. He has even been accused of being a habitual liar when asked the ever recurring question by his customers – “Do I look all right in this dress/shirt/trouser?” Most of his customers see him as a mindless, faceless and nameless drone who tries to sell them stuff.

I’d like to introduce you to my friend, Salesman, the anonymous store assistant who reveals the truth behind his lies on his blog named Size 30: Confessions of a Sales Assistant. Follow him on his blog as he fondly recounts his unforgettable incidents in the store, confides his deepest thoughts and laughs on his own lousy life at the store.

Read his blog, and you will never snub a pushy store assistant again. Shrewd and sensitive; Silly yet sensible… there is more to him than just a salesman. He has a little bit of me in him and I’m sure you’ll find a little bit of you in him.

http://size30.blogspot.com/

Sunday, September 20, 2009

The truth about "Sucking Up"

A sycophant is a servile person, acting in his or her own self-interest, attempts to win favor by flattering one or more influential persons. These actions are executed at the cost of his or her own personal pride, principles, and peer respect.

Sycophancy has its roots dug deep in the Indian culture, and even today it finds a place in several power centers of the society where bootlickers are thriving on obsequious cajolery. What’s worse is that this culture is considered largely acceptable, and often obsequiousness is glorified and disguised as loyalty or courtesy. People with power, position and prominence have always retained devoted team of courtiers to stroke their gigantic egos. Sycophants on Indian soil can be dated back as far as four hundred years to the royal courts of Akbar, regarded as the greatest mughal monarch. In his court, fawning ministers gained power and position by flattering his majesty with words of praise for his acumen in the administration of the kingdom.

Such culture is rampant on the Indian political turf, where ticket aspiring leaders play the ‘please to progress’ strategy. Garlands, bouquets and greetings have been reduced to mere tools of obsequious slavery at the highest levels of power. A recent government diktat passed in Rajasthan mandated senior-most civil servants to stand up and greet visiting MLAs and MPs. All government officials were also asked to escort visiting public representatives back to their cars amongst extending other required courtesies, even if it meant leaving their offices on a busy day. Why a MLA or an MP needs to be treated different to a common citizen at a government office? A directive as dogmatic as this in the world’s largest democracy reveals our shameful advocacy for a kowtowing culture.

Sycophancy has become an integral part of the corporate culture as well. Though your boss might claim to sniff out crawlers from a far distance, he surely loves the occasional ‘sucking up’ from a subordinate. Let’s face the facts, in most offices, the ‘Yes Boss” man is more likely to get the boss’s recommendation for a pay rise or a promotion even though his peers are far more competent and equally hardworking. In such circumstances it’s hard for employees to resist sugaring up their way to the top because if you don’t, there are ten others who will do it instead.

It’s a shame that such culture is allowed to breed in educational institutions, fostering students in to this slimy shortcut to success. A success which doesn’t come with knowledge, hard work or merit but is based on giving ample ‘lip homage’ to the educational authority. Most students realize that it’s much more fruitful to compliment their professor’s pale tie rather than pointing to his inflating waist size. The ugly truth remains that more often than not these compliments find their way to the grade cards of such ‘teacher’s pets’ so doing your professor a favor will hardly ever go unrewarded.

Who’s going to put an end to this culture? The very groups who claim to campaign for moral and ethical values in society encourage this corrupt culture within their groups. The sad fact is that no one is born with a sycophantic mindset; it is the society that directs one to this approach. The big question is: How long can you resist it?

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Monsoon Breeze & Lemon Tea

As I write this post, I reaffirm the following facts in my head with every sip I take:

1. Nothing stimulates the mind better than a cup of hot lemon tea in the cool monsoon breeze

2. No one makes lemon tea better than Krishan, our friendly Nepali caretaker at the bachelor pad where I moved in recently

It’s been a month here at my new abode, my humble little room near to my college where I spend my weekdays away from home. There’s no TV here, no internet and even my mobile struggles to catch signal here…but I’m not complaining. With so much spare time at my disposal I get ample time to read books I’ve been wanting to read, music I’ve been craving to listen to and time to just let time pass by.

The room opens to an airy balcony, where one can sit down and enjoy the breeze with a hot cup of tea. It also offers clear views of the house on the other side of the street especially of the room with the television. At times I do get jealous seeing our neighbours (a ‘just married’ couple) enjoying the latest action movies on their 42” plasma but then again you can’t be too demanding from life. On occasional evenings , when the breeze turns nippy, the real action shifts from the plasma screen to the couch in front.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

The comeback


Hey fellow citizens, immigrants and trespassers of Blogistan. I’m back once again. I was planning a grand comeback to the blog but then I changed my mind (MJ was planning a grand comeback too! God bless his soul!)

Where was I all this time? I was busy doing my summer interns with an airline consulting firm, carrying out an extensive analysis of India’s low cost aviation segment, studying consumer behavior of passengers and understanding the operational intricacies of the airline players in India…figurin what keeps these airline bums still flying when they’re broke as a joke. Much of the study was based at airports across the country… and so I also got a part time opportunity to appraise hot air stewardesses during my coffee breaks!

Two months of bliss and over indulgent eating have left me with a few extra kilos showing on my waist. I can easily be mistaken for being a part of the product testing team for McDonald’s new range of burgers.

The company management under which we (3 other colleagues from college) worked kept on impressing us, rather spoiling us, for the two months that we worked for them. We flew to some happening cities, stayed at the best places and met some of the most influential people. Despite the fact that my Sony Cybershot accidently got drowned in a Mumbai drain...we clicked enough pictures to earn decent bragging mileage on online social networks. Here in Delhi, we finally managed to compile and analyze the data into a big mean report last week.

So I’m finally back to my normal home – college daily routine (which sucks by the way) and so I’ll have more time to update this page more often. Keep coming!


Saturday, May 23, 2009

City Hopping

I'm off to a 20 day trip across India covering mumbai, hyderabad and bangalore. Not exactly a holiday... more of a work trip but nonetheless i'm looking forward to the travel. I'm leaving in pursuit of interesting sights, foods and company.. and if i do come accross any, i'll keep you posted. I'm off to my first destination - Mumbai