Kasturi's Blog

HUMAN , the poor animal behaves as his surrounding tells him to ..and behaves in accord to whatever he sees around him.He Learns what everybody around teaches him to. Nobody can gainsay all this..and as far as i am concerned i will for sure never challenge this axiom . Coz it has just been proved !! In fact i myself have proved it today.How ??? Back then ..when i joined this project i was a fresher in cogni.i had never b4 experienced the return of an onsite candidate. i can still remember how my team mates had attacked the poor fellow. i can still remember the look on his face when his bags of chocolates got snatched. i can remember how my team members had surpassed the speed of “Sweets @ my desk’ mail and had managed to reach the desk line for chocolates and sweets b4 the mail reached their desks. i can still remember the mob around that guy…. who was shouting… initially ..”Hellow ..Hellow…cool it… cool it ..Slowly…..Spare the bag at least. “ and later had given up all the s

When I ask you ..whom do you bestow your blind faith upon…Pat! Aren’t the answers like Parents?? Wife ?Books?God? Self ? ? Well then read furthur….      Waaaaiiiiii …tttt I screamed seeing the lift doors just about to close and  in fraction of a second I risked my only life by putting my hand in between the attracting doors  .The sensors did their work and the doors repelled . I heaved a sigh of relief seeing myself inside the lift !         During the 5 floor elevator journey..just a weird thought ran down my weird mind…”How blindly I had relied on the sensors…!!! How could I ? I had never thought about their failure at all !!! What if the sensors had given away !!! …And then a perilous picture flashed in front of my eyes ….and TADAAAA it was then I realized that  man has his blindest faith on technology !! We never ever doubt it ..we NEVER doubt technology!! Annnd as the zeroth floor arrived …instances of blind faith just flowed in my mind !!! Nut Bolts:  We people are so damn s

Oh Fissssh ! Nooo ! Our bus was in the middle of traffic jam !! Just 10 mins more and I would’ve seen myself sipping coffee at home but hell.. this traffic ! Past 35 mins, parking myself on the middle seat of the last row of the 8 pm bus I had been cursing ….. •The civil engineer who constructed the road which made our bus bounce like a ball •My neighbors on either sides who were competing b/w themselves to squeeze me like a lemon. •The heat in the air which made me feel like a potato in the cooker •The radio in the bus which played the song “Panchi banu Udti phiru mast gagan mein..” ( Errrrrr ..how I felt like hammering it till the springs in it sound ..DWAIING DWAIING :) ) •The Indian population who managed to own so many vehicles which caused the traffic jam. (I bet Mr.Ratan would’ve never thought of the NANO if he would’ve been in my place ). •Lastly …I was cursing myself for the reason that I was cursing others . Before things got worse and I started cursing GOD fo

I was told to describe the monuments that came in the way from one famous place to other..but I chose to describe the monuments which came in the way from Nasik's Bust stand to my home..(they are famous places for me :) and the monuments are very close to my heart :) ) So here I go... The horrifying BUS STAND After the patience-testing 5 hour boring journey (Pune-Nasik) I lay my tiny feet on Nasik’s bus stand . Its not a horrid one, but it horrifies me so I scoot out from there as fast as I can, coz the only memory associated with it is how in 5th Std I had slipped over a banana peel and had safely landed flat on the ground in the sea of PAAN spit . And then I remember…. How my father had spent crores and crores of rupees on the bisleri bottles to wash me instantly (We still are repaying that debt ) How I had dehydrated myself and increased the noise pollution by crying. How my mom had struggled for days together to wash off the mosaics of Paan stains from my frock.(Yes I

Just today…. i read “Your Thoughts get converted into Reality..So dream BIG” and a shiver ran down ma spine ! I was terrified and petrified for if it turns true, then for sure, my future… is endangered !! Why ???Go on..read furthur. Yes …….I know there are goals …there is passion …and one should dream big.  n for that matter I also have them …I also posses one ..and …I practice it. But,But at times…holes appear in my goals :)..My passion goes for a tos n I cant help dreaming smaller :)     I don’t know whether it happens to everybody or not…but ..this happens to me very frequently (I know 'very frequently' is wrong but  the word ‘very’ is there to show the intensity of the frequency :) so carry on …   To give you some instances when my dreams attenuate .... Recently …while watchin Fedrer-Nadal Australian Open final …   I din’t dream that i should be in the vvip box watching the match…neither did I see myself in Fedrer’s girlfriend’s place (Can any one tell me he