Friday, June 18, 2010

Yet another phase of life ends

Independent life..... Pune..... first job...... first salary...... learning how to do the job which had no relation to what I learned for 4 years..... projects...... meetings in swanky rooms...... talking to firangis...... deciding which tag to put the bank code in and acting as if that might resolve the Israel-Palestinian issue....... professional clothes....... going back to jeans and flip flops after a month...... free tea and coffee and soup and hot chocolate....... chatting more on Sametime than working....... annual appraisals...... gossip...... bitching about managers ........ getting frustrated.......... "Thats it, I am done. I am getting a new job" .......... back to counting the number of days left for the long service award.......... staying away from parents........ paying rents......... paying electricity bill for the first time in life....... Room mates......... laughing over really stupid jokes.......... trying first with just a bottle of breezer......... feeling nothing but still laughing as if we drank a bottle of vodka......... sharing.......... learning to cook.......... giving up after few days........ getting used to unhygienic food......... surviving on Maggi........ coming home late at night without the phone ringing every 30 min starting 830......... expensive salons....... dinner at posh expensive restaurants....... cocktails.......... screwdriver....... long island iced tea...... going to malls.......... finally not window shopping....... still waiting for end of season sales........ late night parties......... studying just to get out of IT...... cluesless about life....... long trips to beaches on bikes and cars......... grass..... cocaine...... shots......

Ok.. I was kidding about the last three again. But I have noticed that the level of things I kid about every time gets higher and higher. The three things I joked about in the end of the post I wrote about college life, two out of those three have been checked. So I cant guarantee about the current last three things too. ;)

Monday, June 14, 2010

My life so far (An autobiography poem)

In the international year of peace, 1986
along the Coromandel Coast in the tropics
in a small town with nuclear power plants
when the morning was way beyond dawn
as dark as the dusk, I was born

I grew up a shy kid, always alone
and lazy, but very active in my fantasy zone
sticking only to my imaginary friends
My parents tried hard to change me, only vainly
when I cried my way out of Lower KG

My giving up the next year made my parents glad
and I realized that real friends werent all that bad
The school let me directly go for Upper KG
even though I was as dumb as a donkey
never could I figure out why 4 25 paise coins made 1 rupee

I changed from a donkey to well.. not a donkey
As my grades started improving slowly
My parents then thought me fit for other parts
put me in dancing and music for the starts
even then my heart went out only for arts

After continuously dreaming of becoming a doctor
I went for Comps after the biology terms made me shudder
C++ and VB were something I adored
My love for coding was why my marks soared
and made me the college topper in HSC board

Why I took telecomm later, still escapes me
While designing filters, I could feel myself choking
The microelectronics diode would get me gasping
With the equations of EM wave from an optical fiber
I could feel my brain cells committing suicide

The superhero IT came to my rescue as well
Taught me Cobol, Db2, Cics, Vsam and Jcl
In the beginning coding for a bank did seem cool
but something felt amiss which I had to retool
I knew the only place where I could do that was a B-School

From not knowing how 4 25 paise coins made 1 rupee
to wanting to take decisions affecting the economy
only the next few years can tell,
If I can make this world a better place to live in
For both you and me

I guess you can clearly see my desperate attempts to make the lines rhyme and also that I had given up in the last stanza. ;). Making the lines rhyme in a poem is just not my thing.

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Smoke 'em out

Now that I have resigned from my job, I feel as if I can interchange the number of hours I work and the number of hours I spend on breaks. These days I just get up and go out with anyone for a break. A few days back I went out with a colleague of mine (who smokes like 8 cigarettes a day and also looks like one) to the most happening place around my office i.e the Tapri. Tapri is a small shop placed at a point outside the office which sells Tea, Biscuits and Cigarettes. The shop usually consists of only a small table with all the above stuff and a small chair for the shopkeeper to sit and a huge umbrella to provide shade depending on the climate and the shopkeeper here normally ends up earning much more than the professionals who go there to smoke. You will find more number of people standing around the tapri than in a CCD or a McDs. I really wouldnt be surprised to see those tapris listed in NSE (Ramesh Tea stall (RMTS ^ 230.34)). Anyway, I digress. At any point of time during office hours you can find atleast 10-15 people standing around the table, smoking. Though this is a sad plight, there is nothing that can be done (or should be done) to stop these people from smoking their lungs away. Why? We'll come to that later in some other post.

If the government really intended to reduce tobacco consumption in India, then it could have simply banned all tobacco products the way its with drugs like cocaine. But yes, it wouldnt do that. There are around 120 million smokers in India and is home to 12% of the world’s smokers. As of 2006 India earned Rs 1,362 crore as foreign exchange and Rs 7,200 crore as excise revenue through tobacco. Exports have risen by about 67 per cent in rupee terms to Rs 3,383 crore in 2008-09. The tobacco industry provides employment to 4.5 million people. Why would the govt ban it completely? But then why doesnt the govt do the following too?:

1. Increase tobacco taxation - Studies suggest that Raising cigarette taxes to Rs 3691 from existing Rs 659 per 1000 sticks would increase tax revenues by over Rs 146 billion and prevent 3.4 million deaths in current and future cigarette smokers. Raising bidi taxes to Rs 98 per 1000 sticks would raise over Rs 36.9 billion in tax revenues and prevent 15.5 million deaths in current and future bidi smokers. When I told my colleague about this, he said he wouldnt stop smoking even if the price increased but he would start working harder to earn more money to be able to afford the dearer cigarettes. Calculations show that even very substantial cigarette tax increases will still reduce consumption and increase tax revenues. This is in part because the proportionate reduction in demand does not match the proportionate size of the tax increase, since addicted consumers respond relatively slowly to price rises. This is good in both ways because people who quit, quit for the better and those who dont, just end up working harder in turn generating more GDP for our country. The only concern would be of the low income groups (who form the highest percentage in tobacco consumers) resorting to illegal ways like robbery or smuggling to get their share of dope.

2. Lift FDI Ban on Cigarette manufacturing - “Manufacturing of cigars, cheroots, cigarillos and cigarettes, of tobacco or of tobacco substitutes” have been put under the list of sectors where FDI is prohibited. Agreed this is a good measure to curtail smoking but why let go of the benefits of FDI (hence more revenue and more employment) in our country when you can limit the cigarettes manufactured by them to be sold only outside India. Not worrying about the health of others outside India is not morally right but we have bigger issues here.

3. Improve the conditions of rural workers - It has been found that the tobacco industry exploits its workers by not paying them minimum wages and employing children among its labour force. Bidi companies pay very low wages, as low as Rs.23 per 1,000 bidis rolled, in certain parts of India. Hence, this work is mostly done by women and children. The govt should step in and ban them from hiring children and divert the work to other rural villages and ensure they get more wages and improve their standard of living.

4. Take advantage of Tapris outside companies - Considering there are 120 million smokers in India and considering each smoke atleast 5 in a day and knowing for a fact that the tapri guys earn more than the professionals who come to smoke, we can allow one "tapri" to be legally setup by an unemployed person (as the investment required for setting it up is negligible) for every 120 people who smoke, we can create some source of livelihood for around 1 million people.

Sorry for acting so MBA-ish. Now that I have gotten into a B-school, feels good to act as if I am trying to make this world a better place to live in. :)

Monday, February 15, 2010

I'm Back

I'M BACK. Back after an year. But back from what? Back from spending the life of a hermit in the himalayas? Back from spending an year working for the destitute all around the world? Back from spending an year in the hospital after imitating the Thumbs up ad stunts done by Akshay kumar? Back from spending an year locked inside my room to find the solution to 'what happened before Big bang'?
Oh no. I am back from none of those. If there is anything I can say I am back from, then it would be trying to make my life in IT a bit more interesting than the "life of a corpse living in a graveyard." Well.. the following things are the best that happened with me in the last one year but the last thing beats the crap out of everything.

Sometime around July last year I went on a "Moonlight trek". Basically it was supposed to be a 5-6 hours trek on the mountains in Sinhagad, Pune on a Full moon night. Athletically, I have an high opinion of myself For eg. I can somehow picturize myself running continuously for an hour or so but in reality I dont think I can do it for even 5 min at a stretch. Similarly I thought the trek would be a piece of cake for me but it turned out to be a 'night'-mare. The trek started at 7 pm. I was half dead by 9 pm. Once into the mountains there was no turning back and there was no possibility of calling a helicopter. There were 11 mountains in series and the last one had a tower with a red blinking light on top of it. We had to go up and down all the mountain and had to reach that tower (exactly the way Frodo Baggins had to reach the eyeball of fire). The tower somehow looked so close and I kept hoping for the trek to get over in another hour. I just ended up hoping and cursing and climbing and falling and climbing and hoping again for the next 9.5 hours. The trek ended at 630 am next day. There was not an inch in my body which did not ache and it was so bad that I had to resort to illegal drugs to get rid of the pain.

3 months later after another trek, I went down with severe jaundice and I was hospitalized for the first time in my life. I was excited for exactly 3 hours after which it started getting boring as hell. Hospitals should install Wifi so that patients can access internet from their beds while the intravenous drips irritates the crap out of them. Anyway Jaundice made me realize how tough it is to stay at home jobless. I wasnt jobless obviously but I had to skip office for around 2 months and I totally hated staying at home.

Things have been eventful on the office front for the past few months. I finally got Production defects, first time in 3 years, that too with a bang. Four of them in a week all from the same project. I am now so well versed with that program that everyone in my team thinks of me the moment they come across that program. Despite that, they offered me London onsite.

And finally the last and the probably the best thing I did in last 3 years is refusing London onsite and quitting my job on a monday morning. YAY!!