Friday, February 26, 2010

Running water

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Woke up to a dry tap... chances are, I might have to bathe in deo and go dry clean today. Running water, it's just a big confidence to a person in a house. It's not that you are using water for entire 24 hrs in a day but, it's that confidence that you have it at all times when ever you turn on turn on the tap. For all those unseen emergencies, the confidence that a tap with running water provides, is 'assurance' defined.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Need to find a new direction

Feeling like I'm into some sick routine everyday. Some shitty design change, some pending issues, some crappy meeting to sit through. Need to find a new direction... need to lock on to this new direction... been wasting time for a long time... it's now time to make a change

(is it me or do you guys also here the 'Eye of the tiger' song in the background?)




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Just wanted to remind you guys on what my friends were up to. Here

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Cubicles

Caught up with 'Wake Up Sid' last Saturday with LSD, there was this part in it where the hero finds a job in the office, and boy was it some office. It was pretty cool, no cubicles at all. The manager had one big cabin, vending machines of course. No cubicles, now that's one office I'd wanna go to work everyday. The big sick conference hall with leather seats a with a flashy projector all is replaced by a big table with a white board and post-its. That's not just it, no dress code, well not that you can walk into office in your undies, but casuals that's the code of the day, everyday. I work in an IT firm, and I still don't know why we need cubicles? You could imagine them as bunkers place horizontally, it looks like some concentration camp of some formally dressed individuals. The place needs some posters, not posters of your HR buddy or the Go-Green campaign in office, let's get some RF posters, Cars, some graffiti, a good photo of 'aurora borealis', a view from the canyon.

Tim Robbins cell in 'Shawshank' had posters!!!. It changed his life in prison. I've decided, I'm decorating my cubicle, not like a tea shop or something... something inspiring... get a RF poster... A Steve Jobs poster... I'm gonna have my own cool, three walled office.

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By the way a few updates. Two of my friends are getting into some serious hobbies. In alphabetical order.
Shveta: A fashion designer by profession, she's now getting her hands into 'pimping up' your old and boring dupattas, tops and curtains. She's into 'block printing' and 'tie and dye', she takes orders for printed dupattas, T-shirts and tops. You have to see the bed sheet that she just did with the whole 'tie and dye' technique- totally El wicked-o!!! and I'm not saying this just because she's my friend. She's really good at this. So if you guys are interested in 'pimping up' your wardrobe a bit. Just add a comment with your phone number or drop a mail to me at itsme[dot]bijou[at]gmail[dot]com. I'll pass on your details to Shveta.

Here's sample of she made.


Now Vasu, I have a theory about Vasu; God must have set course for her to land on earth in a place where there's cheese, chocolate and whole lotta goodness made from ovens. Seems she took a detour and landed in India instead (good for us). She's into big time baking, has an oven for herself and she's chugging out whole lot of awesomeness from this new friend of hers whenever she can find some time. She's decided on sharing her baking skills with anybody who wants to give baking a try. She will provide the materials and an oven, you just have to walk in and watch her at work and you'll get to make your 'own' cake with some help from Vasu. So you guys interested or know anybody who's interested. Drop in a comment to the end of this post or you could get in touch with Vasu on her blog here. You could also drop me a mail at itsme[dot]bijou[at]gmail[dot]com. I'll pass on your details to Vasu. She does share her recipes and pixs of the baked goodies on her blog, feel free to check it out.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Brother of the bride

Am I being a very obnoxiously over protective brother here. She always had it her way, and we always let her have it her way. It was like her secret super power or something, she always had it her way. Be it with chocolates, writing with ball point pens, her time with the TV. .She has veto power on 'Going to School' or in her words 'Lu-KG'. She very much decides on what she 'thinks' is right for her, not what really is right for her. Am I blowing this out of proportion, why is it that I just can't see her as a grown up and responsible woman.

Maybe I'm comparing her with the women around me. I already am guilty of being this over expecting brother, whatever she did was never good enough. I wanted her to be better than me, get the best opportunities better than the one that I got. And to make stuff worse, folks always let her have her way. I slowly became the guy who never could 'handle the truth', ammachi became her Fort Knox. Did I become 'the guy on the other end of the daily phone call'. Did I miss out on this whole transformation from baby sister to whatever she is now.

Now suddenly she's all ready and all to get married. There is a dude of her choice, she gets her way again. I'm not saying I don't like her choices... I just never trusted her choices. Life in 'Palathra' was literally a bed of roses. Tiffin on time, daily wake up calls, pick up and drop to school. The only thing that I think she knows to make is TANG and Maggi. No, I'm not exaggerating, the only other near to cooking (when the remote is not in her hand) thing I have seen her do is, mix the flour, butter and sugar for Amma's cake, and I have my theory that she does this so that she gets dibs for licking the bowl afterwards. Are we caving in to another one her wishes. Would she be able manage a home, be a wife and all.

Why couldn't baby sisters just pupate and then emerge as these a something with wings and all. How the hell am I supposed to know she's no more a baby sister. I don't think Palathra without my pestering sis would be the same. Yeah I know I'm totally flipping out here.


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Caterpillar in the tree, how you wonder who you'll be
Can't go far but you can always dream
Wish you may and wish you might
Don't you worry hold on tight.
I promise you there will come a day
Butterfly Fly Away
Butterfly Fly Away (butterfly fly away)

Flap your wing now you can't stay
Take those dreams and make them all come true
Butterfly Fly Away (butterfly fly away)
We been waiting for this day
All along and know just what to do
Butterfly,
Butterfly,
Butterfly,
Butterfly Fly Away
(From Miley Cyrus: Butterfly Fly away)

Monday, February 22, 2010

Defrosting

It's been a while since I wrote anything; the last post was in Jan, I'm lazy. Saving you guys from yet another I'm lazy post, let's cut to the chase. Since my last post we did finally GO LIVE!!! well kinda GO LIVE!!!

Now days in office are kind of spent on SQL tunning and performance enhancement exercises. Years of fitting shitty requirements by 'hook or crook' takes a toll on the system once your tables get loaded with 3 crore rows of legacy data. It never crossed my mind that with 'more data comes more responsibility to back it up with quality code and queries'. So we are back to the design table, redesigning key objects we froze years ago. So right now we are defrosting. Object by Object we investigate them. Code by code interrogation, query over query we grill them. All this rework for years of haste.


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