Archive for December, 2011


Happy New Year 2012 !

On this new year eve
I give myself these words
Words that remind of memories
Words that mean a lot

The year gone by was eventful
of actions good and bad
memories that make me proud
few that make me sad

out in this wild jungle called world
I started wrestling my way
won some battles, lost out few
took some decisions, thought they were right

A new me was created
a layer of experience added
with adventures that were unknown
dimensions that were dreams

Now I stand waving goodbye
to an year that’s gone by
welcoming with all arms
a new year full of charms

I gift these words not just for past
but for future bright and warm
with promise of joy and love
and success by leaps and bounds.

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Blogadda Book Review : A Flawed God

Title : A Flawed God

Author: Arjun Shekhar

ISBN: 9789350090572

“A Flawed God” is the first book of Arjun Shekhar, an HR professional and now running a consulting firm Vyaktitva from where the experiences inspire him to write this book.

The book an be described as a thriller for most of the part where Sachit, the protagonist assumes the role of a Hero rising from his lackadaisical corporate life. The book adds value through the concept of using the employees as owners of the company which is on opposite ends of concept of shareholder ownership. While employee ownership of company has been considered a moral hazard in corporate world, the author is successful in convincing the reader’s of its validity by implementing it through a all employee decision making authority called the Front Line Parliament. Though the concept and its implementation looks like bookish theory, the author is successful in keeping the reader’s hooked on to the book through inbuilt action/drama of HR director being kidnapped and Sanchit’s heroic deed of freeing his boss. While the element of romance could have been done away with, you do find the cute romance developing between Sanchit and Pause, another main character who plays a main role in development of Sanchit’s character. The author adds a unique flavor to each of its characters and you will end up loving each and every one of it.

While part 2 of the book is all about drama, action, love and heroism, Part 1 is more of a mystery journey which Sanchit undertakes after receiving a mysterious invitation from the “Progress in Work Collectives” a mysterious organization which runs an invisible initiative to put the organization’s staff at the center of its strategy. Sanchit who has been dragged into the corporate world after ending his cricketing career due to a max fixing scam, finds himself utterly demotivated in his job. This invitation brings to him the much needed excitement and he proceeds to Turkey for Lazuli Playshop for induction in the guild. Just when the journey becomes exciting with all the suspense & hype it leaves the readers hanging in the middle by saying  that there is a separate report published as a booklet which contains the description of the Workshop. The second part of the book though exciting is for most parts disconnected from part 1. These two are probably the only faults in the book.

The book ends with an exciting thriller climax where things happen super fast. HR Director rising to the occasion and taking the leadership role to make Frontline Parliament a success is as fast as the disclosure that the “Collectives” was all a hoax played by Pause on Sanchit. But the pace is good for the adrenalin rush you get by the moment you reach the climax anticipating what all can happen next.

Finally, The book is a good read for its unique subject & for the fact that it talks about corporate culture in an intelligent & entertaining manner.

This book review is part of the “Book Review” program by Blogadda. More such reviews can be found here. I would like to thank Blogadda and its team for providing this opportunity to read and review this book.

A Knotted Rope

The composition is a work of fiction based on writer’s understanding of the emotions a guy/girl would feel when his/her lover tries to return back into their life after a bitter breakup. Any resemblance to any person or situation is purely coincidental.

Knotted Rope

You wake me up, only to say
that I should have been the one to make it all go away
The lies, the fakes, the senseless fights
all coming back to give you sleepless nights

You want me to break the silence and make you understand
the good and the bad, while holding your hand
I don't have the strength to do it all again
and though I still care for you, its time to turn away

You say you want to bridge the gap
forget the acrimony that lasted the nap
I give you that for it doesn't matters anymore
A knotted rope will never be perfect like before.

Day before yesterday I was part of an unfortunate accident in Delhi. Fortunately there wasn’t any injuries and car took only a few damages what was most disheartening to see was the insensitivity of the Delhi Police officers present there and the indifferent attitude of the public there.

Being a Friday, it was heavy rush and four of us from office were trying to make our way to a party in Saket. Just while we are trying to inch forward near the Police Training School on Press Enclave Road, a Police Bus rammed into our car. Shocked as we were only to realize that the Bus was still accelerating dragging the car. I was on the impact side hence unable to get out, but a few of us got out and stopped the bus driver from doing further damage. No major injuries done we took stock of the car and the bus driver.

The Bus Driver was drunk ! Driver in a Police Training School where they teach don’t drink and drive – Irony !. While the driver admitted being drunk he made no attempts to come out of the bus. Meanwhile a police jeep came and we tried explaining them the entire thing. Here is where the drama of highly insensitive police starts

Police Officer: I get your situation. Your best bet is to call 100

Me: <A little surprised> Sir, You are 100

Police Officer: I am off duty. I just came to submit my jeep. You have to call 100.

Bewildered, confused and annoyed at this behavior we heard commotion of people asking the bus to get out of the way. We had already parked our car on a service lane to enable traffic to pass through.

Police Officer to Bus Driver: Park this bus on the side.

Me: Sir, The Driver is dead drunk. He cannot even start the bus leave alone driving it to the side before hitting something else.

Police Officer: Hmmm…But I cannot do anything. He has to remove the bus first.

After this we didn’t expect any help from police.

Meanwhile a person whose car was behind the bus and hence unable to go forward came to us and started shouting that why are we blocking the bus. We told him the bus driver is drunk, has hit our car and unable to drive the bus further. He wasn’t ready to listen with his only concern of getting further from the traffic. The indifference made me realize how we just react to situations if it affects us. People would care if the accident happens to there known ones else they don’t mind checking. I’ve been to Delhi for almost 2 years now, and I have seen people blocking the road for minor scratches on their car received from another vehicle while they couldn’t wait for 10 mins for the subject in accident to resolve the matter. I did wonder if I was also like that; maybe from now I will make an effort to be more sensitive because what if I was the one in the accident like in this case.

Frustrated as were from being stuck in traffic for 2 hours, being hit by a bus and disappointed form the police we decided not to waste time further and move on. We were just thankful that everybody was OK.