Monday, November 27, 2006

An unending saga in the IT domain and other stories(to follow)

Well last week I was visiting my cousins in Hyderabad. And trust me my cousins have "infiltrated" almost every I.T. company there is in India, which is when I realized that each and everybody working in the I.T. industry strives for one singular motive.

Na, it is not the appraisal! It’s gaining full privileges on the system you are working on. Be it a newbie or a veteran, they yearn for gaining those privileges. Once achieved, they don’t want the word to spread, because if it does boy, you have the admin people knocking on your door, questioning you about the shit that is going on.

And what do you do with those privileges you earned? Nothing! Perhaps brag amongst your confidants and that’s about it. It is a personal victory. You may never use them but you so desperately need them. Something like, it’s my PC so I am the king, not you! Who are you to control my bot anyway?

One always enjoys doing stuff he isn’t supposed to do and he gets even more anxious when he is instructed not to do it. There is a certain thrill to it.

And this saga is unending. Something that will always be fresh. Everyone tries some trick or the other in an attempt to gain those godly powers over one’s computer. It is a sensation very close to: Good triumphing over Evil.

Thank God, they invented the e-mail. Also Thank God they kept it free!!!

People would surely be sore if they hadnt had their quota of forwards or send them till they are satiated. E-mailing is one activity that any I.T. person lavishly indulges himself in. And nobody minds it. That and chatting! People sure can talk a lot!! I mean a LOTTTT!

Well I am done yakking.

Till we meet again

Au Revoir

Friday, November 10, 2006

expertise in what?

"Experts on cell phone and text message use and etiquette said *********** was not the first to be dumped by text"

Experts in what?(with all due respect!)

(C) of Yahoo ,just an excerpt.

why did the chicken cross the road?

this happens to be one of the much debated question and here are the reasons proposed by people from various walks of life,enjoy:

Why did the chicken cross the road?

KINDERGARTEN TEACHER: To get to the other side.

PLATO: For the greater good.

ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.

KARL MARX: It was a historical inevitability.

TIMOTHY LEARY: Because that's the only trip the establishment would let it take.

SADDAM HUSSEIN: This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.

JACK NICHOLSON: 'cause it f.....g wanted to. That's the f.....g reason.


CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.

HIPPOCRATES: Because of an excess of phlegm in its pancreas.

ARTHUR ANDERSEN CONSULTANT: Deregulation of the chicken's side of the road was threatening its dominant market position. The chicken was faced with significant challenges to create and develop the competencies required for the newly competitive market.
Andersen Consulting, in a partnering relationship with the client, helped the chicken by rethinking its physical distribution strategy and implementation processes. Using the Poultry Integration Model (PIM), Andersen helped the chicken use its skills, methodologies, knowledge, capital and experiences to align the chicken's people, processes and technology in support of its overall strategy within a Program Management framework.
Andersen Consulting convened a diverse cross-spectrum of road analysts and best chickens along with Anderson consultants with deep skills in the transportation industry to engage in a two-day itinerary of meetings in order to leverage their personal knowledge capital, both tacit and explicit, and to enable them to synergize with an eterprise-wide value framework across the continuum of poultry cross-median processes.
The meeting was held in a park-like setting, enabling and creating an impactful environment which was strategically based, industry-focused, and built upon a consistent, clear, and unified market message and aligned with the chicken's mission, vision, and core values. This was conducive towards the creation of a total business integration solution.
Andersen Consulting helped the chicken change to become more successful.

LOUIS FARRAKHAN: The road, you see, represents the black man. The chicken 'crossed' the black man in order to trample him and keep him down.

MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.

MOSES: And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the chicken,"Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.

FOX MULDER: You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more chickens have to cross the road before you believe it?

RICHARD M. NIXON: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.

MACHIAVELLI: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.

JERRY SEINFELD: Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn't anyone ever think to ask, What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place, anyway?

FREUD: The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.

BILL GATES: I have just released the new Chicken Office 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook.

OLIVER STONE: The question is not, "Why did the chicken cross the road?" Rather, it is, "Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"

DARWIN: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads.

EINSTEIN: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.

BUDDHA: Asking this question denies your own chicken nature.

RALPH WALDO EMERSON: The chicken did not cross the road transcended it.

ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die. In the rain.

COLONEL SANDERS: I missed one?

Wednesday, November 08, 2006

my ride in a jeep

the title sounds like a story for tots doesnt it?

i was returning from office, late relatively to the time i usually bid it farewell.

my transportation is either the bus or the jeep.

i see a jeep flashing its lights towards me and to my luck it takes me almost where i want to go. now this is a traditional jeep, so i had some expectations, owing to the omnipresence of bollywood.

yup jeeps have a long relationship with bollywood. it was the modus operandi of hooligans and the heroes to kidnap and woo the heroines respectively. and who could ever forget the cop chases? cops with their guns, performing gymnastics on their jeeps and evading the barrage of bullets from the fleeing villian and his accomplices.

i was excited that way and luckily it was empty and so i got to sit right beside the panels and the ever so famous steering wheel (of the jeep).

i began to search for all those things that was shown in a bollywood picture. sadly it happens only in the movies.

the ever so beserk needle of the KDO meter lay dead and showed no intentions of moving regardless of the speed of the jeep.

there was this "amps" panel which used to dance from + to - whenever the lights were flashed, other than that pretty much everything lay still. some werent even illuminated!

since jeeps dont have doors, i atleast could enjoy leaning out a bit the way those coppers used to and its barrels of fun. but one should be careful.

probably it was not the best of the jeeps to experience those bollywood delights, maybe someother time.

until we meet

good bye