Well this post is in reply to my beloved friend Divyaz blog (http://aldivya.blogspot.com/ : An Experience!!!) and I solely dedicate it to her. I’m thankful that her post inspired me to ink my own experience.
After series of rejections from both the ends due to various reasons this time it was a visit to my hometown. The trip being rather unplanned and hence no reservation or precisely DADz anti reservation campaign wins always as he feels me and mom can’t make it to the scheduled departure(and he is partially right😛 ). It mostly builds pressure on us. After all this we managed to leave by 6.45 am. I could hear the bells from the temple ringing and relieving me little of anxiety(being superstitious I somehow thought it was a very gud shagun :P).
We boarded the bus to Shimoga at 8.00 Am and the journey would normally take around 7 hrs. So we were expected to reach Shimoga by 1 pm buffer of 1 hr so say max 2 pm. We were not all that fortunate to board the bus that at least crawls. The driver would not apply breaks when he was driving downhill rather sloped roads so that the bus could somehow manage to climb the roads that sloped uphill. So we finally reached Bhadravathi at 4 in the evening(The time we were supposed to be in the guys house).
The guys parents had called up to know the whereabouts at least twice. Well I thought “WOW! what a remarkable first impression!”. Was terribly hungry as we did not get proper food in the noon and Mom had not taken her picnic kit (breakfast, lunch, chakkli, koDbaLe, NippaTTu etc.) along expecting us to reach by noon. I was all set wearing a pink Mysore Silk Saree with a matching set. Mom had invited all her brothers, sisters and also my Dad’s brothers. I was little (no… most) embarassed as so many of us are visiting them the very first time. Ignored my thoughts saying Ma won’t listen to anybody. We reached at 7pm(were supposed to be there by 4pm).
Will continue to write further…
Just wanna run away from maself precisely from everything under the sun. Nostalgic of the gud old BMTC days. Thoughts could revolve around anything under the sun and absolutely no bounds. No worries of — what to cook? what needs to be completed? what takes the priority? Whats in scarce in Kitchen? Will that implementation throw exception? Hope that Testcase gets through? What logic needs to be merged? What FR takes the priority? and so on. Wish cud say cum on gimme a break and cud get disconnected from this world and be lost in the world of wonderful thoughts,desires and happiness.
Miss you BMTC!!!
One fine day, an old couple around the age of 70, walks into a lawyer’s office. Apparently, they are there to file a divorce.
Lawyer was very puzzled, after having a chat with them, he got their story….This couple had been quarreling all their 40 over yrs of marriage nothing ever seems to go right.
They hang on because of their children, afraid that it might affect their up-bringing. Now, all their children have already grown up, have their own family, there’s nothing else the old couple have to worry about, all they wanted is to lead their own life free from all these years of unhappiness from their marriage, so both agree on a divorce….
Lawyer was having a hard time trying to get the papers done, because he felt that after 40 yrs of marriage at the age of 70, he couldn’t understand why the old couple would still want a divorce..
While they were signing the papers, the wife told the husband..
“I really love u, but i really cant carry on anymore, I’m sorry..”
“Its o.k, i understand..” said the husband. Looking at this, the lawyer suggested a dinner together, just 3 of them,wife thought, why not, since they are still gonna be friends..
At the dining table, there was a silence of awkwardness.
The first dish was roasted chicken, immediately, the old man took the drumstick for the old lady..”take this, its your favorite..”
Looking at this, the lawyer thought maybe there is still a chance, but the wife was frowning when she answer..”
This is always the problem, you always think so highly of yourself, never thought about how I feel, don’t you know that i hate drumsticks?”
Little did she know that, over the years, the husband have been trying all ways to please her, little did she know that drumsticks was the husband’s favorite. Little did he know that she never thought he understand her at all, little did he know that she hates drumsticks even though all he wants is the best for her.
That night, both of them couldn’t sleep, toss and turn, toss and turn…after hours, the old man couldn’t take it anymore, he knows that he still loves her, and he cant carry on life without her, he wants her back, he wants to tell her, he is sorry, he wanted to tell her “i love you”…
He picks up the phone, starting dialing her number….ringing never stops..he never stop dialing….
On the other side, she was sad, she couldn’t understand how come after all these years, he still doesn’t understand her at all, she loves him a lot, but she just cant take it anymore….phone’s ringing, she refuses to answer knowing that its him…”whats the point of talking now that its over…i have ask for it and now i wanna keep it this way, if not i will lose face..”she thought…still ringing…she have decided to pull out the cord…
Little did she remember, he have heart problems…
The next day, she received news that he had passed away…she rushed down to his apartment, saw his body, lying on the couch still holding on to the phone…he had a heart attack when he was still trying to get through her phone line….
As sad as she could be…she will have to clear his belongings…when she was looking thru the drawers, she saw this insurance policy, dated from the day they got married, with the beneficiary being her… And together in those file, there was this note…
“To my dearest wife, by the time you’re reading this, I’m sure I’m no longer around, I bought this policy for you, though the amount is only $100k, I hope it will be able to help me continue my promise that i have made when we got married, I might not be around anymore, I want this amount of money to continue taking care of you, just like the way I will if I could have live longer. I want you to know I will always be around, by your side… ” I LOVE YOU SWEET HEART”
Tears flowed like river……
“When you love someone, let them know… You never know what will happen the next minute…. Learn to build a life together.. Learn to love each other. For who they are… not what they are…”
Found this story really nice. So treasuring it in my compilations. A million thanks to the author.
In life we generally forget to value our relationships never giving a thought that we are all here for a short span not forever!!!!!
I just love this video. Literally get goosebumps each time I watch it!!!!
Most of us are keep cribbing about something or the other in life like the things that we cannot change but wish to change, the things that we can change but don’t wanna change and the list goes on. It was way back in 2003, the time when the Cellphone usage was becoming or rather was made really popular.Call rates had plunged and the service providers were introducing many offers (100 sms free per day, call to any two number at 10p,calls in the same network after 10p.m. is 50petc..)to woo college students and were successful to a grater extent, one after the other all my mates were falling for these offers. These offers were valid on intra network usage and not surprisingly it was being efficiently made use of by all my mates 24/7. The consequence of which was my isolation being a non-cellphone user. Though it reminds me of my kiddishness, it was a major concern then.
I was on my way to SSi for my JAVA classes with all my thoughts revolving around the cellphone. I alighted the bus near BHEL and was heading towards Deepanjalinagar bus stop to board the bus to Vijaynagar. There’s a slum close by and one could always find many kids from the slum playing around the bus stop. Evidently there were many kids playing today as well. I would generally observe them play as it would remind me of my school days, but today my eye got fixed to only one kid in that group. There was something common between me and that kid and something was contrasting me from that kid and yes the similarity was that kid was also very fond of cellphone like me. Now one must be pondering how could I figure out the kid’s fondness towards cellphone in just a glance? He was playing with a piece of tile resembling the shape of the cellphone. What contrasted us was that he was very happy with his look alike of phone unlike me who was cribbing all the way. Knowingly or unknowingly he taught me a lesson. A lesson for life. A lesson that changed my perspective towards life. A lesson which taught me how to be happy always despite the situations.
Thank you sweet little angel for this positive change!!!
This is a beautiful article…Forwarded by a colleague…Very touching…Can say these are the words from every woman’s heart…Mine too…
The woman in your life…very well expressed…
Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry her with these facts as well.
Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are; Who is earning almost as much as you do;
One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;
One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your Sister haven’t, as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements
One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;
One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name.
One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen.
One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain; to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn’t want to; and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her; and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won’t like it if she is too demanding, or if she learns faster than you;
One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those, who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;
Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won’t, simply because you won’t like it, even though you say otherwise.
One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;
One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important, relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;
One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house – your unstained support, your sensitivities and most importantly – your understanding, or love, if you may call it.
But not many guys understand this……
Please appreciate “HER”
I hope you will do….
Past two weeks have been really stressful and tiring. Not physically but yeah mentally ofcourse. Its a totally different issue when we have worked on a project from the beginning, you exactly know where the fault is when there is a fault open on your team. But me papa magu joined the team when the phase 1 of the project was almost ready for release for acceptance testing. Though it excites me when I talk of my project on the other hand bothers me when I think of the lineage of my project. Person who started as a fresher in our project leads the project now and who was leading the project heads the APAC team. Its a different issue that when an in depth analysis of the Code is required to fix the bug there is nobody to guide(Papa everybody have their own workload) and we cannot go to the big guys with some silly doubt. I think I have really gone very far from what I really wanna a talk about.
Coming back to what I wanna exactly talk about the “FRs” or the “FEKATs” (the faults open against the team) were the ones that were bothering me. Aaaaaaaah!!! fixing a fault in somebody else’s code (specially in the ones that you are seeing it for the very first time,on top of that you are a fresher and clueles about the requirement). You start seeing *#@%$(%)* all around. Thats not all, to our surprise we found that the logic that we were supposed to change had an impact on almost everything done in the project. The summary of the situation was like this “A fresher modifying(rather implementing ;-)) the most critical feature already implemeted(and tested :-P) by the experts which has around 60% impact on the project, has around 10 faults(was forcibly restricted to 10) open against it and requires almost 99.9% change(Left the 0.1% as the name of the logic need not be changed.LOLz!!!)”. Me and my mate started working on it. The first step is the simulation of all the faults in our most adored server “A Thug”, I must say. Though we were aware of this fault we did not bother to change it as it is most critical and we were constantly reminded not to touch this. Simulation and analysis was still okie as we had done our home work earlier. Next phase came the implementation. There was always a voice heard in the background stating that this correction should not be rejected. Background music makes you impulsive at times.
The current implementation used a function “the Villian” for the computation. We spent 3 days analysing the behaviour of this beast. Inboxes were flooding with the mails exchanged between Bangalore and people sitting in the other parts of the world followed by hours of discussions, arguments and counter arguments to cross check the understanding. But trust me, brain becomes numb if I recall that moment. The conclusion drawn was that this “Villian” really needs to be shown an exit. But somebody needs to fight him and throw him out. “Who shall do it” is the question . Fortunately we figured out that such a “Hero” already existed but he needs to be equipped with few additional armours to fight the “Villian”. Took few hours to equip our “Hero” and he was now strong enough to fight all the odds. He could successfully fight the “Thug”(Test Server). We put him through many rigourous fights (papa our hero doing “Yuddha kaale shastraabhyaasa!!!”) and he emerged victorious under all situations.
Finally the patch is delivered for the much more rigorous fights. The results are still awaited. Will update the results once its out.