Confessions of a Born Spectator

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Location: India

I am me.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Ae Dil-e-Nadan

Aye Dil-e-Naadaan Aye Dil-e-Naadaan
aarajoo Kyaa Hain, Justajoo Kyaa Hain

hum Bhatakate Hain, Kyon Bhatakate Hain Dashta-O-Seharaa Mein
ayesaa Lagataa Hain, Mauj Pyaasee Hain Apane Dareeyaa Mein
kaisee Ulazan Hain, Kyon Ye Ulazan Hain
yek Saayaa Saa, Rubaru Kyaa Hain

kyaa Kayaamat Hain, Kyaa Musibat Hain
kah Naheen Sakate, Kis Kaa Aramaan Hain
jindagee Jaise Khoyee Khoyee Hain, Hairaan Hairaan Hain
ye Jameen Chup Hain, Aasamaan Chup Hain
fir Ye Dhadakan Si Chaar Soo Kyaa Hain

aye Dila-Ye-Naadaan Ayesee Raahon Mein Kitane Kaante Hain
aarajooon Ne Har Kisee Dil Ko Dard Baante Hain
kitane Ghaayal Hain, Kitane Bismil Hain
is Khudaee Mein Yek Too Kyaa Hain

Love this song

Aseem

Monday, July 14, 2008

OSD 855 is Down

I sit here (in SDB 5, where people talk loud enough to be heard by the entire floor and where the ceiling leaks when it rains.) waiting, in hopelessness, for the 855 OSD Environment to be up and running again. In this while I have stumbled upon the answers to some of life’s most perplexing questions. You should NEVER, ever, Complete FLOW ACTIVITY manually.

This is it. This is the only thing in the universe worth knowing. Everything else is secondary. It has come to be that I am no longer the college boy I’ve been for so long. My joys of having the rain fall on my face have given way to caution that needs to be exercised every time God weeps so that my trousers are not ruined by earth stains.
I would rather have code that runs than, say, watch a movie. Okay, maybe I went overboard but you get the general notion I’m trying to put forth here.

I am typing these words solely because of reasons mentioned above (Line 1 to be exact).
I’ve already incorporated coffee into my routine. In fact, I love the Lipton Choco Almond Coffee in the pantry. Of course, you know by now that this caffeinated beverage is free of cost here. A half litre Pepsi bottle sits between my monitor and coffee cup holding water just enough water to help me last the day today. My trusty umbrella sits in a lone corner in a mess of ‘official documents’ if you may call them that. The most ahem, neat feature about every cubicle here is the whiteboard and free stationery we receive. It houses quick notes that I make visa-vis my work. I think i like it simply because it makes me feel like I’m actually doing something.
That reminds me … I’m working on VBScript and a bit of Oracle and a mainframe Unix system (Sounds Hi-fi, doesn’t it – it isn’t!!!) and we are trying to automate the work done by the CST (Testing) team during regression. I know you might be lost amongst some of the jargon you just encountered but it serves you right for reading other peoples’ blogs *snicker*

Wait … Checking OSD …

Nopes. No luck yet.

I can hear people murmuring things heard, perhaps, only in horror movies or, of course, on the second floor of SDB 5.
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This is just in …
Okay I have to go RIGHT NOW.
It’s our PM’s birthday and as is the tradition here, the entire floor gets to eat free of cost!!!

FREE FOOD !!! WOO HOO !!! (Clicks his feet in the air)

Aseem

Friday, July 11, 2008

Time to Wake Up

What you get by achieving your goals is not as important as what you
become by achieving your goals

This just occured to me. Most people will mostly blindly believe what you say if you command their respect

Aseem

Thursday, July 10, 2008

The Truth in Black and White

Along the way, education is trampled by degrees, work compromised by ambitions, love wasted by priorities, spirituality by religion and every philosophy of life laid barren by a paucity of insight

It doesn't get truer than this

Aseem

Saturday, July 5, 2008

23 - The Journey So far




Ma sent me this ...
Kya tha mein kya ban gaya :D

So far it's been a day spent in solitude and cogitation :)...
Happy Birthday to me.

Aseem

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Unlinked Thoughts

Today will never happen again. Don't waste it with a false start or no start at all.
You were not born to fail ...
We waste time looking for the perfect lover instead of creating the perfect love


Aseem