tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55650876574295730872012-01-24T10:00:48.297+05:30This is mama's adda where you will find news, articles and views of mamaShashiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01602809065610957096noreply@blogger.comBlogger531100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5565087657429573087.post-31422925449327261492012-01-17T23:09:00.005+05:302012-01-18T01:37:18.092+05:30

23-12-2011 17:45He kept saying 'Slow! slow! slow!' … I just said to myself 'Sorry bro when it’s you, life’s always gonna be a dashing roller coaster ride'The ghat road was winding, curvy and didn’t have a divider for the traffic coming in the opposite direction. He kept warning me to slow down and watch out! But I knew I was in total control. I had the best navigator in business and nothing could

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Last week, I had written about corruption and how recent studies on organization behaviour can be used to tackle this menace. And it was pure coincidence that the only Kannada movie that I happened to watch during my month’s stay in Bangalore happened to be on corruption. I was really amazed by the way the movie had been made. If you understand Kannada or have even a little affinity and time to

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He had the life that most people only dream of – a post-graduate degree from a prestigious B-School, a high paying job in a famous public sector oil firm, all comforts of life and what not. With his expertise and experience, he could have easily switched his job when he found that conditions were not favorable for him to stay on. His principles did not allow him to do so. But little did he know

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Patriotism is always a hidden emotion. We are good at expressing feelings like love, sadness, happiness, etc. Pre-independence, the feeling of nationality got expressed in many ways and many forms by our freedom fighters. But patriotism seldom gets a chance to be expressed these days. It is only during the national festivals like today that we see a sudden surge in the patriotic expression in our

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The breaking news was being telecast just now on TV – the IPL has been moved out of AP because of security issues. So there will be no matches in Hyderabad this season, this inspite of the fact that the Deaccan team is the current title holder. If you thought this was an insult, just wait until you hear the venues to which it has been re-located to – Nagpur and Mumbai, the safest of all cities

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A few days back there was this controversial issue in Belgaum between the MNS and pro-Kannada organizations. The MNS felt that since they held power in the Belgaum city council, the building should hoist the Maharashtra flag or the “Maratha” flag. The pro-Kannada organizations were dead against this. They argued that only Karnataka flag could be hoisted on top of the council since Belgaum was an

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The field is ready for a great battle. The people on the other side are all your kith and kin. And yet, you need to fight them for the sake of your own dharma, to reclaim what is rightfully yours. But the champion warrior in your team is reluctant. He is filled with deep emotion at the thought of slaying his own grandpa in whose lap he played as a child, his own guru who taught him how to hold

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I was listening to music on my phone and enjoying my small nap in the cab. But the nap was irritating because the interiors of the cab had gotten too hot owing to a sunny day. Sweating, I opened the window of the cab a little and peeped outside….The site that I saw was ghastly. A huge tree, probably the last in that entire stretch, was being razed down with bulldozers. Almost the entire road had

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We were almost to the end of Banaswadi when we saw a traffic pile-up. My heart just skipped a beat. “Oh, no! Not today” I said to myself. We waited for two minutes and I started to get restless. I asked the driver to take a u-turn and take an alternate route which he did. We managed to cross the bottle-neck only to land up in an even bigger pile-up of vehicles. I uttered some profanity to myself.

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“Boarding 21-08-09 2050 hours at YPR” I heaved a sigh of relief as I held the ticket in my hands. It was 8:10 PM. We still had a good 40 minutes to go and we were almost there. Given the incidents of the last few hours, I really had my doubts that we would make it so smoothly. Ultra had made it as comfortable for me as possible. I looked at his spectacle covered face. He still seemed a little

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Humankind has some good traits and some not so good ones. They feel sorry for people who are under-privileged; tend to help out people in trouble; try their bit to help the struggling ones. But at the same time, if someone who is really hardworking and deserving makes it to a state better than they are, the feeling of sympathy and compassion is immediately replaced by the green monster – jealousy

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It has been quite a while since I published my last post. Thanks to all of you who commented on my previous post, directly or indirectly and gave me your most valued feedback. Personally, I too enjoyed putting my thoughts in the form of a story. But I feel, there is a still lot of scope for improvement. Hopefully I will publish many short stories in the days to come.The inspiration for the

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This is my first attempt at a short story. Kindly read and leave me your valuable comments:“Why don’t you buy something to gift her?” asked his friend. “Don’t you want to show how much you love her?”They were all shopping for gifts either for themselves to carry as souvenirs of the trip or to gift it to their loved ones. The weather was typical of the place – misty and cloudy with chilly winds

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People thought someone like him with no extraordinary powers could never be in the great league… people thought his career was over when he surrendered his coveted crown last year to his nemesis … people said he would never be able to win on this surface ever… people thought he would never win again…And then, he came back and won.... again!There has never been a moment in my life where I have

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“My strength was my weakness” says Advani“My weakness was my strength” says ManmohanThis was one of the comic strips featured in a leading newspaper recently. It sums up the story of the season – the resurgence of the underdog; the victory of the person considered to be the weakest. All through the election campaign, the BJP claimed that it was the strong force in this elections and its prime

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“Let me see how these people will go it alone this time. They will definitely need my help to survive!” thought Laloo.“I am the king maker this time. No party can rule this nation without my support” thought Maya.“I will take my revenge on the other party of my state by keeping them out of the next government” thought Jaya.“With all the exercises going on to secure allies, who knows, I might end

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“Sir, when you know you are in control of things, you will not feel as afraid”This was what my cab driver said when asked why he drove so recklessly so as to cause a fear to every passenger in the cab each time he was behind the steering wheel. Driving in the city with traffic in its full glory requires guts. It can suck every bit of patience out of you leaving you irritated and exhausted. As

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In my last article I talked about how luck favors some people more than the others. Some people came back to me after reading it saying that mere luck would not take people anywhere. It should definitely be supplemented by hard work and immense talent. In fact, people could be too foolish to be just sitting and loitering around when the elusive lady of luck kept smiling at them.I could not agree

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Though the movie is pretty old, I finally found time to watch this very recently. As I was watching it, so many thoughts flew past my mind which I thought I would share here along with the story itself:‘Luck by Chance’ is the story of an aspiring actor Vikram (Farhan Akhtar) who wishes to make it big in Bollywood like many other people. He has friends who think that he does not even know the

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The elections for the Lok Sabha are happening on the 23 rd of this month. When I asked a few friends of mine about their awareness about the current elections, I found out that many people were ignorant or had turned a blind eye to the happenings around their area. This being the case, I thought of creating a one-stop site that consisted of all the information about the candidates contesting the

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I walk to the temple near my place every Thursday whenever I am home early. It is my own private moment with God – a time of contemplation of the days gone by; of quiet observations and feeling of the present; and of acceptance of the future. Tired after a whole day and seeing close to half of the city with its vehicular traffic and pollution, I prefer to walk to the temple instead of driving the

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When I was at kindergarten, the teachers used to make all the children recite the names of months, counting numbers, maths tables, rhymes, colours and days of the week. The entire class of small, cute kids dressed in pretty uniforms and small shoes with long blue socks used to shout out whatever was taught at the top of their voices – it was kind of fun. Particularly, when reciting the days of

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I have had this post in mind for quite a long time now. I thought I would publish this atleast in time for “International Women’s Day” which happened last week. Even that did not happen. Finally, comforting myself that it is always better late than never, I am posting this piece:A girl from my office is also my travel mate in cab. The other day we were having this discussion about salary in

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Today is Holi – the festival of colours. To each one of you I wish a very dazzling and a colourful holi. May all the hues of life make the world surrounding us a wonderful and joyous place to live in. Between White and Black lie all the colours. And when I think of the colours on this special day, I am reminded of an adventure trip that I had been to a few days back along with the closest of my

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It was quite a surreal experience today. There was some all-day event of our company held at a prestigious hotel in the heart of the city. Fortunately it didn't last for one whole day and I had the privilege of being back home when “suraj chachu” was still around. Now, after working for over a year in a company which requires me to travel close to 4 hours a day, the only time when I get a glimpse

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There is a flashy but equally scary word that we hear today in almost every sphere of life – ‘Recession’. Be it the luxurious five star hotels, the expensive airlines, the automobile manufacturers or the real estate developers, every one is facing a downturn in their businesses that were once thriving like honey bees in a flower garden. Its not just these luxury segments though – even the

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I am back writing a post after a very long time. To all the readers of my blog, I would like to wish a very happy and prosperous new year 2009. I know it is too late to wish but isn't it always better late than never? To me, the year that went by was very bad but it didn't do much good to others either. There were a lot of significant events that happened during the past year in my life. But the

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Please read part one of this post here.Any living entity that has been following the news closely is sure to know the word "jehad" today. Everyone who calls himself human would despise it. Anyone who watched the cold-blooded massacres in the financial capital of India would want all this jehadis to vanish from this world as soon as possible. But the very same jehadis have given us a great lesson

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KevinNovember 14 2008 - RajkotWe have to find means to stop them. We have to regroup and sort things out. We will come back!November 17 2008 - IndoreWe have improved from the last game. But we still need to sort few things out. We have to find a way to stop their big guns (Yuvi and Viru). We will bounce back!November 20 2008 - KanpurIt's frustrating! The matches are getting closer though. We can

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Calvin: Dad, What will you present to me on my birthday?Dad: Nothing Calvin. This year it will just be chocolates and sweets.Calvin: But Dad, last year you bought me a nice bicycle, a wonderful T-Shirt and so many nice goodies. Why nothing this year?Dad: It's the recession, Calvin. This year the whole world is experiencing a slowdown. I got a nice festival bonus and so many other perks last year

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When God created this world with all its ups and downs, the rich and the poor, the highs and the lows, the curves and the straight ones, the beautiful and the ugly, the blacks and the whites, the republics and the democrats, he gave one thing that is equal to all - time!Whether you are a filthy rich son of a politician having money to burn or a poor beggar struggling for two square meals a day, a

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Owing to long hours spent travelling, usually I sleep off in the cab. For a change, I was looking out from the window of my cab and observing things the other day. I was just observing sign boards and advertising slogans and wondering how funny language usage can be at times. :-)We provide sand, cement, jelly, wood, iron bars, paints, stones, bricks, tiles, etc and also house construction

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[.....continued from part 2]Read part 1 of this article here and part 2 hereSo who is this person who has done so much for the nation that not a day passes without remembering him? He is none other than "Bharath Rathna" Sir M Visvesvarayya or Sir M V - the most famous engineer India has ever produced. You can spell his name in different ways, Vishweshwariah, Visweswaraiah, etc and each of those

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[......continued from part 1]read part 1 here "Sir, there is a small, narrow, steel ladder that will take you up there. It is over seventy five feet till the top from where you can view how the machine works"The factory head explained the structure of the machine to the group of officials who had come on an industrial tour. The officials were a group of middle-aged men from a developing nation

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"This bus-shelter is provided by Honorable MP Sri Jaffer Sheriff under MPLAD scheme" I was looking out through the window of my cab while coming back form office when I spotted the above line at a bus-stop. It was raining a little and many people were standing under it. The shelter itself was in a very bad shape. The roof of the shelter was leaking at some places and people were getting wet and

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"Andy is out of office"Content : I am on happy holidays this week - believe me, it beats school! I got this automatically generated mail a few days back when I sent a mail to a user group in my office asking for help on a particular topic. Though I was busy with work then, it immediately reminded me that even I was due for a vacation soon. I just hoped it would come close to reminding me of my

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"Almost two thirds of our planet is covered with water. The earliest life-forms in this planet all evolved through water. Isn't it fitting that the greatest champion ever on the planet is from Water? After all, the blue whale, the largest mammal in the planet is from water. Right?" … these were my initial thoughts on hearing the biggest sporting feat that was achieved today.Well, what happened

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"At the stroke of the midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom" Sixty one years have passed since the speech by Nehru on the midnight of 15th August, 1947 but each time we hear it, the thrill, joy and excitement is the same. On this happy occasion, I wish each one of my compatriots a very happy independence day.The very word "freedom" has amazed me from the time

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“Unbelievable!” exclaims Aamir Khan sitting on his couch and enjoying the surround sound of the new mobile in his hand. He has had a haircut and looks too mature - This is a new ad for the recently launched i450 music phone from SamsungMobile. The software in the phone belongs to the company for which I work for but one reason which would compel me to buy that phone is definitely Aamir Khan – my

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“Sir, All that I know in life is this. This has been my bread and butter for almost a decade now. What other job will I get?”The other day it was raining very heavily and it was late in the night. I was going home in the cab that my company had provided me. I was surprised to find that even in that heavy rain, the driver had not put the “windshield wiper” on. Since I was alone in the cab and didn

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21 February 2001"My name is G****** S****. I am fine. I am 12 years 85 days old. I study in seventh standard, Cordial High School. I have studied here from nursery. I live in V*****r, Bangalore. I have a brother who eats more, has a soft stomach and studies in tenth standard. He studies well. I have a sister, but wait I forgot - my brother's name is Sh**** Dont feel bad I am absent minded you

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This post is in reply to a comment posted by Saravanan. Please read the comment before reading this post to have a better idea.Dear Saravanan,Thank you for bringing this up. Please read the post carefully. I have never said that I hate all the politicians. Neither have I said that "We are all good; we don’t have bad sides at all and politicians are all bad; they don’t have anything good at all".

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I spend most of the time traveling and during this time, usually I listen to music or keep pondering over some issues. Most of these thoughts are good enough to become blog posts. But by the time you think it out structurally how to put it in your blog page, there would be some distraction from outside like a honking motorist, loud ad on radio, etc.I have decided to post a collection of these

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Microsoft Windows XP ProfesionalThis computer is in use and has been locked.Press Ctrl + Alt + Del to unlock your computerCTRL + ALT + DELusername : shash*************yEnter Password: **************Well, This is one message that I have seen the most in the past one and half months. I have entered my login and password so many times that I keep seeing the famous Microsoft XP password dialog even

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“Sir, Very Hearty Congratulations! Now that it is done, we all want sweets from you”“What?”“Sir, You have just become the owner of a fine property. It is no less than finding a beautiful bride for yourself. It is said that getting hennu, honnu and mannu (woman, gold and land) are very significant events in a person’s life and you have just acquired one of them”“All right then! I will buy all of

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It is said that God could not be everywhere in the World and that’s the reason he created mothers. How true this cliché has proven to be over the times. Mother is nature’s precious gift to all living creatures. Right from the times of holding a child in her womb, giving birth to the baby, till the very last breath of her life, a mother nurtures her children with so much of love and affection and

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SCG or the Sydney Cricket Ground is one of the best cricketing grounds in the world. It has been home to many fabulous cricketing spectacles in its 126 year old of service to cricket. Most of the world records have been created here. Usually, it hosts the last test of the series and it has been very long since the hosts have lost a "live" test in a series here.Particularly the Indians have always

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Sorry for the delay in wishes, but its always better late than never :) ... wishing all the people in the world a very happy and prosperous new year 2008. May all your dreams and aspirations be achieved this year. So much happened in the last fortnight of 2007 and the first week of 2008. i was too busy to come and post it here. But now that I am finally back to the blogosphere, I will post about

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His dad turned at him with a stern, disapproving look in his face. The young boy cuddled up her in his arms and repeated whatever he had said earlier, but this time in a low voice, “Dad, my tutor’s dog delivered 4 puppies today and the tutor was very happy to give me this”. Saying this, he showed to his dad the small, cute pup which he had held. It was a pure country breed with golden colored

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Wow! It was really an amazing weekend this time. Just like a roller coaster ride. And I enjoyed every nanosecond of it! Being in the IT industry and working for long hours(including the tedious travelling), life just comes to a standstill on weekdays and it’s the weekends we keep waiting for to re-discover the fun-part of our lives. And this weekend was absolutely crazy. So what really happened?

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If you live in Bangalore, travelling to a far-away workplace is really a huge problem. Anyone who has experienced the traffic here would not disagree with me :-).... wading through the narrow roads full of huge vehicles, maneuvering the fellow road-users who act as if they own the road, waiting for the "always-red" signal to turn Green... these are just some of the things that a Bangalore-Road

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As any good programmer learning a new language would do, I began my blog page by the ubiquitous "Hello World!" post last week and in that, I had said I would return with posts soon. And here I am presenting to you my second post - a blog about the enormous blogosphere and my induction into it:For some months now, I have been wondering whether I should start my own blog page at all. I used to have

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Hello everyone,This is Shashidhar a.k.a Mama. I hail from the city of Bangalore. Here you will find articles on events and things that interest me. I would also want to share happening things in my life with the world. Feel free to send me your valuable comments anytime.Will be posting an article soon.Bye for now,Shashi

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