US L1 Onsite

L1 Long Term Onsite,you bet,
is one experience to forget,
Moneywise in dear deep debt,
This decision,i totally regret.

Without support or help here,
Office or market,nowhere near,
How to survive is what i fear,
All i can do is shed a sad tear.

USA glittered from far away
Thought i am here to stay,
The reality dawned once i landed,
in middle of nowhwere i was stranded

Set me free from this bondage,
Let me move on to another page,
The more i run,further i go,
The world says,i told you so.

Then,i decided to fight it out,
step by step, bout by bout,
Hang on by the hour,by the day,
You will win, is what i can say

pleasing souls rather than people's ego.

I have a feeling about this  - what is God? i can safely conclude God is nothing but peace of mind.How can that be achieved? Well for once,peace of mind cannot be achieved when one is bound by desire for oneself.Bcoz with desire ,comes expectations and responsibility..
Then, What is the solution? Shouldnt a person have relationships,have children or get into a family mode?and if yes, aint i responsible for them, their future? and if yes,shouldnt i be thinking of achieving,accumalating wealth and save for the rainy day? all these actions are nothing but desire.
So what should i do?

First - Let your innerself dawn that people who are around you are independent souls.A person who says she is your wife - is also a being who is selfish - every being is selfish when he/she has expectations with the other.

Second - Seeing 'your people' happy gives u happiness,bcoz u think u have done ur responsibilities.It makes u happy as u have patted urself on ur back.It doesnt make u happy bcoz u have pleased a soul.So this is self gratificaton

Third - Lets renounce these souls as "ours"...they are not "my wife" ,"my daughter".They are souls around you.Continue to provide them with a decent way of life,but dont do it as they are "urs"

The test of this is

U shud get the same happiness when u feed an unknown child as u get when u feed "ur own"
When u feed a child from the orphanage it is called charity and when u feed ur own..it is called love....
how hypocritic? this happens bcoz u have the concept of "own" and "other"

To evolve further, try and make people around u smile,help the needy without the feel that "you" are helping them..in other words get selfless, train ur soul to do activitiy without self expectations...
Dont expect a person whom u helped to come and say thanks......if he says it ..its ok and doesnt concern you.....if he doesnt even acknowledge you ,it shudnt depress you as u didnt expect anything from him.

Lets see God in every human - lets strive to towards pleasing souls rather than people's ego.

My Abaper

Appreciate the value of an abaper,

He can make you rich or a pauper,

consider his common sense as gold,

When he does more than he is told

Is it you or him who is at fault,

No matter what.you are taken apart,

You cant depend on him and relax,

Its time,you learn to assemble syntax,

It takes some attitude to own it up,

To take all the blows and then get up,

Trust your senses and hang in there,

Be alert,next time around,take more care

He is one with you in the team,

Cover for him,like milk under cream

He is after all doing his best,

What will you achieve putting him to test

Mon Cher Ami - Bhartendu

With a blurred  vision, i came,
But you made me feel,it is the same,
Not sure of what to expect here,
But you made me feel home is near.

My heart melts,my eyes water,
Emotions run high for that matter,
Your caring embrace,that radiant smile,
gave me courage to go more than a mile.

When it came to hunger,you fed me,
Shared your bread for my sake,
Shelter was a problem as it was to be,
You solved it all,did it without a stake.

I cannot thank you enough still,
For comforting me like your very own,
That golden heart of yours will,
Give you more, than you have ever known,

Cannot redeem this,you noble souls,
May God fulfill all your true goals,
Thankful, to meet you and know you,
Bhartendu - Friends like you are far and few

Go live - a lost cause

Will we ever Go Live?
Will we ever hit High Five?
Seems so far,ever moving,
Dont know when i m leaving.

...Without a ticket,feel alone,
Good times seem all gone,
Miss home so much more,
No clue now what is in store.

 

All efforts seem a lost cause,

Its more serious than a pause,

All efforts lead to a stale mate,

How treacherous is this fate?

 

Is there not a way out from here,

Is it that bad as i ruefully fear,

Can we all pull the trump car out,

Force a Go live,cause a rout.

Feb 3rd - A new life

 

 

A new life was born now,
Cant imagine , how,
God Bless her,be with her,
Today,tommorow and ever.

...Born ahead of time,
She is as fresh as sweet lime,
Her parents are on the moon,
Will give her a good name soon.

Elated,happy and tired is,
her mother after all this,
Let her take rest in company of,
This little angle,she can boast of.

Truely Inspirational

Inspirational words from Rocky Balboa

Rocky Balboa Inspirational Speech to his son You, me or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life, but it ain't about how hard you hit. It's about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward, how much you can take and keep moving forward, that's how winning is done! Now if you know what you're worth, go out and get what you're worth, but you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain't where you wanna be because of him, or her or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain't you, you're better than that! Until you start believing in yourself, you ain't gonna have a life.

Caught in Jeddah Floods - 26/01/2011

26th January 2011 witnessed one of the worst flash floods in Jeddah city in Saudi Arabia.Jeddah which is the commercial capital of saudia arabia was hit by a 2 hour thunderstorm that left behind unpreceedented carnage and wrecked havoc in the city.People were caught unawares of the situation and soon the roads were flooded and traffic came to a stand still.The city has a history of poor drainage systems as it was never to be predicted that Jeddah which is practically in the middle of a desert will ever experience 91 mm of rain in a day.The proximity to the sea proved to be the biggest danger as the sea water threatened to enter the city to wipe out what was an already devastated city.
We were at the office when all this happened and soon it dawned on us that we should also get going of we faced the danger of being stranded in office in an alien country to fend for ourselves.We looked out for organised help and support from SVA (our client) and our project manangement.But such was the pandemonium that noone was ready to lend a ear,leave alone a helping hand.
We decided to fend for ourselves and left the premises in the SUV of one of our friends.Water levels were right up to the tyres when we left and it appeared to be an impossible task to wade through waist high waters in the SUV.Still we took our chances and tried to drive through the parking lot.By the time we were on the roads, the water was gushing around flowing in torrents.The current flow was amazing and we could feel that the wheels of the vehicle were not on the ground many a time.We managed to drive for a 100 meters, when we were directed by the Civil Defence Personnel to stop and park the car nearby as water levels further down King Fahd road were more that waist level.
We parked our car near the Sharafiah signal and decided to walk down to Hotel Marriot.In a crisis situation no organisation comes to help.Marriot disowned us when we called for help and so did the other hotels nearby.It was each man on his own.
During such times, the inner strength is tested and one has to act on his instincts and local knowledge.We walked for another hour in shoulder high waters in flowing water to reach the hotel.This is one experience that i hate narrating,but will be etched in my memory and in those of all the people who were witnessed to nature's wrath on THE BLACK WEDNESDAY - 26th Jan 2011

" One of the most important aspects in a crisis situation is to keep moving ahead - Trust local knowledge and your instincts to get to safety" - Bear Gryills on Discovery Survival series

Mukesh and Sumit have braved all odds,survived nature's wrath and weathered the storm with tremendous grit and determination.Even the Arabic world has recognised their unprecedented bravery. (See attachment of Al Madina newspaper)

Here are a few lines to them

Kudos to you great men of honour,

For standing it all,bitter and sour,

Continue to march ahead,even in pain,

You have everything to gain.

Reach the pinnacle in life,

Enduring all this strife

Let not the floods stop you

from getting what is your due,

Kudos to you great men of honour

Mumbai Maya

The light music on the radio of the car in which I was returning from Mumbai after a client visit provided me the ideal environment for self introspection. It was partly because I had nothing else to do and partly to do with the disappointment and frustration associated with the failed bid at the client visit.

Disappointment and anger was writ large on my oval face considering the effort I had put into making demonstrations of IFRS compliance in SAP.I had literally burnt the midnight oil for the last week in a desperate bid to get some business in this new and niche area.

I felt like a struggling model invited in a page 3 party to just add to the glamour quotient and make up the numbers. But I also knew that in pursuit of excellence, particularly in a path breaking niche area, this is bound to be the risk of rejection

As I looked out the car window, a Bajaj Pulsar zoomed across me and that was enough to enlighten me. The motorcycle had a young couple, probably students; just have a fun time on a Friday evening, oblivious of the mad bad world. Its not that they were ignorant of these hard facts of life where joy and sorrow are more unpredictable than the toss of a coin. Its just that they had decided that the occasion was such that they had to enjoy and a conscious decision helps the psyche to a large extent.

It also threw a live saving vest to my fast sinking and frustrated body and mind. I was never a philosopher but the situation was such that my thoughts were no longer governed by my mind.

The traffic jam opened a plethora of such thoughts for sick frame of mind. I began to wonder what it is in Mumbai that people long for. They toil from morning to night and many times even don’t have the time to profess their love to the near and dear ones. All of a sudden I began feeling nice – comparing this to my comfortable way of life back in Pune.Automatically I didn’t want to answer the question – Is your “busy work schedule” anything like what you see in Mumbai?

As with all tense situations – the human mind refuses to answer any uncomfortable questions and I decided to change the subject of thought. I was also feeling hungry and always longed to eat some of the sandwiches that are sold on the streets in Mumbai. I lamented that such a “Sandwich” culture is not present in Pune.

However, I was not through the trauma of losing the bid. The only positive was that I could claim a per diem for the day.

However life had to move on – everyone struggles in life – some recognize it and some do not have the time to think about this. A taxi driver is so engrossed in meeting his ends meet that he does not care to let an ambulance carrying a patient to pass by. In this age of competition, we as human beings are putting enormous pressure on ourselves and on the natural resources around us. The concept of a recent film – 3 idiots seemed to be so true. This rat race will never get over and we always have to strive to move ahead. But isn’t that is our Karma – and our duty also? Then how do we do our Karma without getting frustrated when we loose out. And once I get frustrated how can I love the job I am doing and be a good human being?

The answer lies in the eternal truth that no color of life is permanent and change is the only constant. What we perceive as a failure is only our perception – it does not count when we do our karma – Does this mean we should do our activity without any conviction and without emotional attachment with it? If we do this then we are mere robots- isn’t it?

Well, if we see this from the view of the cosmos, then we are robots who are programmed to perform a certain role in this universe. Let us not get obsessed with ourselves and understand that success and failure applies to the role we are playing and not to ourself. – Paint on the face stops at the cheek, it does not stain the soul. So when performing our duties we must do it with the best of our ability since it is scripted for our role, and the outcome should also apply to the role and not to ME. The effort I put in making the demos were a part of my duty as I was employed by the company – It was an act that I did in a role of an employee, then how can the outcome of the act be applicable to me – it also applies to the role and to the Company which employs me.

I felt much better after all this analysis – It takes only some deep breaths to tide over our difficulties. The idea of putting this down on paper is that once we read this it will reside in our memory and the next time we are down in the dumps, this incidence will come to mind and we will feel much better.

As with all solutions, cures and rules, there comes a rider -

As rational human beings let us resort to this philosophy only to the extent it helps us tide over difficulties. Let us not take the cover to shirk our duties and become lazy. Let us not perform our karma without full effort and take cover under this philosophy – believe me it will not work since deep down we know that we have not performed our role to the best of our abilities and guilt will itself swallow you out –leave alone the outcome of the act.

Cheated of 5000 SAR

It took a second for me to melt,
I could feel what his heart felt,
Agony and pain was writ over him,
wanting to save a soul,chances were dim,

He needed help and some money,
I reacted, saw nothing funny,
Gave away all that i had,
He felt good,just a tad

He promised to repay it all,
If not in winter,then in Fall,
I kept believing in his tale,
The Debt was now bad and stale.

What did i loose in all this,
What did he gain,that was not his,
Humanity was at stake,
I did it for God's sake.

What we deserve we shall get,
The rest of all,we should forget,
What you lost is not your loss,
You have gained in net and in gross

Leave this story behind for now,
You always reap as you sow,
Hear what the wise old men say,
Cheer up,It is a brand new day

Birthday wishes

What is it in my spicy poetry lines?

For which you long for, many times,

Is it that my rhymes cheer you up,

That you stick to them like saucer and cup,

What is it about you – an inexplicable craze?

The more I think of you, more you amaze,

Entangled in you like a mouse in a maze

Killing myself many times to get over this phase.

As we move to the year number two,

Sharing a relation similar to a very few,

Memories are still as fresh as morning dew,

Wish I could stop the time and continue.

With you being born on October ZZZ,

I begin to celebrate with self and wine,

Even if my promises mean you are not mine,

Can I join you, near you while you dine?

Its time you make me a sincere gift,

Come out of your pretence and mental rift

To give your life, the much needed uplift,

Let me see you bound in life,

To your knight, by his side,

To be his better half and his best wife,

Your qualities stand out of the crowd,

So, Let me state clear, nice and loud,

Being with you, makes me feel proud,

Don’t forget to wish me next year,

Even if you are far away or just near

We are friends & there is nothing to fear,

No longer for you do I shed a secret tear,

Dear XXX,What I feel for you will remain mummified in the archieves.I wish to see you happy at all times.You are the best,just be so.

I wish to repeat what I wrote to you last

WISH YOU A HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DOLL

ENJOY YOURSELF,HAVE A NICE BALL,

IF YOU EVER NEED ME,JUST MAKE A CALL,

I’LL BE BESIDE YOU,HANDSOME AND TALL

TO SHIELD YOU LIKE A DEPENDABLE WALL

Get Well Soon

I heard about your ill health this noon

Pray that you should get well soon,

Let God bestow me with this boon,

That good enough to send me to the moon.

Let not you be plagued by any disease,

The moment I hear that my existence will cease,

Pray you be active like the humming bees,

Living in good health way past the nineties,

Make it a point to eat healthy food,

I repeat this only for your own good,

Always bonded by your conditions three,

But I cannot let you live carefree.

There is no need to doubt this feeling,

Its what I feel for every human being,

If you have the faith,just make a call,

I will be there for you at times all.

My last days

As humans grow old and begin to age,

Organs don’t respond,there comes a stage,

All is left is Helplessness,anger and self rage,

Dependence on others and locked in a cage,

As skin begins to shrink and bones rattle,

Man begins to repent,little by little,

He knows that hope to live is very brittle,

And its time to pass on the mantle.

As his vision blurs and his memory blanks out,

Gone are those days of strength and stout,

Now its only fatal diseases bout by bout,

All the pride is gone with nothing left to tout

As his past begins to haunt him cold,

On the outside he seems to face it bold,

As every ounce of energy he tries to hold,

More and more his miseries begin to unfold

As he contemplates his actions on the dying bed,

Realising what his elders had rightfully said,

Shameful of all the evil paths he has led

Sorry, not have done some good deeds instead,

As he begins to want a relief of death,

His soul cries like a burning hearth,

On the verge of being one with the Mother earth,

He apologises as he gets ready for the next birth.

Truth of Life

Time and tide waits for no man,

Lets do the very best that we can,

The present slips away very fast,

Not many minutes does it last.

This is the time to quickly act,

Timely action helps – that a fact,

Pick up your arms,rack your brain,

You will repent later,if you refrain.

The old wise worship their work

That is the actual wealth and worth,

Lets be sincere in our untiring efforts,

Forgetting the outcome or the rewards

The more ethical is out practice,

The more complete are our actions,

Life need not be always good
Results need not be always fruitful
Good work is always worth
Remember always "The Last Holiday

Never Say Die

Give me strength to weather the storm,

Never to give up – being the norm,

They say tough men made of steel,

Never under pressure do they reel,

Give me resolve to fend off the attack,

And the courage to stand and get back,

Commitment and desire I do not lack,

Let not these failures take me aback.

Give me the grit to never say die,

And to stand up again and defy,

Never get disappointed or sigh,

Be truthful to myself and never lie.

As I tred ahead as a failed human,

Not able to come out my horrid past,

Give me the belief and the faith,

That tough times are sure not to last,

As I write,my words may not rhyme,

Since I trudge through the hard time,

Ironical turn of events

When all is lost and as you insatiably weep,

Looking down at life’s fatal valley steep,

Remind yourself of the promises to keep,

And the other rich harvests you need to reap.

What seems to be the end of the day,

Is a new beginning as many wise say,

All you can do is to hold hands and pray,

Trust the Almighty,hold tight and stay.

Events will not rewind if you cry,

Resolve again to once again try,

Leave  behind the hard times and moments dry,

Look for new opportunities as they come by

Think not as if it is a befallen curse,

Future happy dreams,now begin to nurse,

Do not doubt if you at all, can,

Be brave,couragrous – be a man,

When all is lost and the chips are down,

Lift your head up,fight it without a frown,

Act by self conviction and not the opinion of the town,

Have unshakable faith in God – you shall not drown.

Reign in your restless soul and wandering mind,

Bring them together and make them bind,

Happiness and sorrow walk hand in hand,

Take them along and assess where you stand,

Endure everything in this hour of test,

Believe in the adage – All for the Best

Rise like a Phenix

As Bad times approach Thick and Fast,

As Black memories haunt from the past,

As we see the flag of life flying at half mast,

As we get despondent and sure not to last,

As we defy all pitfalls and roadblocks

And as we take a beating at all stops

Let us rise up and make one last pledge,

Motivate ourself that we still have the edge.

Life is sure, not a rosy bed,

It is a thorny path instead,

Depends on how many blows we can take,

Inspite of failures,what best we can make.

As the fatal pressure to win,upon us,mounts,

How we handle it is all that finally counts,

Lets this not melt away our steely resolve,

Lets stand up and redeem ourselves

Lets not live crest fallen with a spirit damp,

It is the difference between a loser and a champ,

It only takes a spark to again light the lamp,

To start galloping again on life’s ramp