World at odds (WAO)

Unseen enemy, Battleground Home

Last 3 or 4 days have been very hard for an average Indian. We were under attack from an unseen enemy, who is deadliest of all and motivated to humiliate you. How we are retaliating to this is even a sadder story. Blame game, polotics and cover ups, we the common men will be fooled again.
I read an article in Indian Express at the time of Parliament attact, where the author highlighted the INDIAN RESILIENCE, I was in college doing Engineering in Mechanical stream, never able to understand the concept of metal resilience and all my concepts were cleared in 800 words of this news article. We Indians have a tendency to return to our earlier state in no time, and contrary to metals here the Energy that is generated in going to higher state is not dissipated but it vanishes against all laws of physics. We are ready to count the body bags, honour the martyrs for few days, but not ready to confront our enemy. May be like the entire past instances, we will forget this and will return to our normal lives. For how long it will go, we at our home are terrorized by an unseen enemy.
Why can not we go after this enemy and hunt it down. I will be made to understand by People of Greater mind, no extremes measure can be taken, we can not be a country at war, Economic growth is not to be halted, focus can not be diverted by chasing a shadow, and we from now will do our best to avoid such things from happening. This time this common man, would not keep his mouth shut, atleast I need answer who my enemy is? What wrong I have done to him, that he comes to my home to kill me? If level of animosity is this great, we should kill all his tribe, before he kills ours.

A Wednesday, is going to happen, if our representatives keep on faltering like this. Our honorable Prime Minister in his address looks too soft to control the command. He may never have shouted on his wife, his children, his students, his peers and now he is supposed to grab his neighbor from his collar and ask Boss no garbage in my back yard? Home Minister, he is so courteous enough that may address all these ultras as Mr.Terrorist, may I know why you come to India any inconvenience you may have caused on your way.Mr. Mukherjee did at least a better job, must be forced to do this, coz other are always thinking of a Nobel Peace prize (Atal Ji really made a mockery of us for this prize when, Operation Parakram must have been carried to last).Other politicians I don’t even want to talk about, they don’t know the dynamics at this level, they are good enough to click pictures with NSG or to claim the martyrs was from there states.

Media, media, media, it has been a mixed bag. Some where sensitive, some where SANSANIKHEEJ, but more or less it has done a great job. Through its eye we have seen what a gruesome account of human massacre was. The debates going on channels have ranged from being relevant to just being time fillers. Stop asking politicians there views, I was shocked to get SMS from people talking about NORTH INDIAN and Raj Thackery.You are the one who can show the nation sentiment, nations drive to be proud again, then be ashamed of what all has happened.

We have shown resistant to English, in a way never seen before in history, we have faced invasions,attacks,calmities in our long history but never been pitched against an Unseen Enemy. They are handful, most of them live across the border, a few of there patrons may be in our land also. (Ashamed from or I did not saw a single posting in news where Kashmiri separatist have condemned the horrendous act).Across the Border situation is even worse, they raised a mad dog all there life, now it just starting biting and killing its own family. They are lagging behind now in every front, youth even educated have more chances of being mislead on the path of distruction.Neighbour start keeping your children engaged in work, don’t let them throw stone son on our window pane. Once ignored, twice is not al all acceptable. Please watch KHUDA KEY LIYE, and tell your family, it is not a movie, but reality of PAKISTAN.

Uncle Sam, war or terror is now justified, if they want to go deep into PAKISTAN, support them, if it is possible go with them. We have a common enemy that can not be seen, that is not heard till it strikes you hard. In war tough decisions are to be taken, few more people die, but the stability that comes in years is worth for.

I am a common man, wanted to be heared,wanted to be counted for, want some accountability, want to be proud again, want to know my UNSEEN ENEMY, we wont take it any more.Battlefiled Home, we will have new Guards if old one are no good. We have heroes every where, we have courage in abundance, what all we want is to adept NO MERCY in our culture and mind set of zero tolerance for the Enemy of the states.

“I wrote coz I felt, that’s the best I can do! It’s now your time too feel”

Posted bywest

at9:06 PM

Dharm(2007)

Hi All, this is a new section, where we will like to cover movies that are worth mentioning for there brilliance or sometime for there failed expectation.

Covering up on my first post is DHARM (2007) directed by Bhavna Talvar.This is one of the finest movie I have seen in last year or so. It was never a movie made for masses. The honesty and simplicity with which this complex topic is handled is commendable. The story line goes like this Hindu Priest Chaturvedi ((Pankaj Kapoor).Pandit Chaturvedi is a highly revered and learned priest. A child is abandon by a woman and brought in his house by his daughter. He agrees to adopt the child due to requests from his wife (Supriya Pathak) .Life takes a turn when he finds out that the child is a Muslim after he has become attached to the child. The family gives back the child to his mother. Chaturvedi engulfs himself in the purification process to cleanse his body, mind and soul due to contact with a Muslim soul. By the time, Chaturvedi thinks he is fully purified – the child reappears – seeking refuge, due to Hindu- Muslim riots. This is the time Chaturvedi finally realizes that the true religion is humanity.

May be pop corn lovers will say why I should go and see this movie. I am always keeping distance from the fanaticism of DHARM; I don’t hate any DHARM.I am secular to my last breath. I will request you to still watch this movie. It in some way really transfer the Gyan from Holy text and there relevance in some context in the movie. No DHARM, is hard lined or tell you to hate others.Pandit was too good a soul to hate someone. He was in conflict with the DHARM he knew and the DHARM he was practising.We may not have to face such conflicts, but watching this movie will give a wider prospective of our nation, where lots of people are engulfed in such tough situations.
Brilliant work all around, makes even the viewer question why EKLAVYA a box office dud was our entry to OSCARS?

Posted bywest

at9:02 PM

Sunshine I still love you

5 comments Friday, November 28, 2008

My sunshine is away
I had clouds but no rays
I do not know when she will be back
But I know she left me for a reason
The reason being love
She cannot see me die young
She comes to know about my liking for darkness
She can’t see me cry
She come to know about my origin
My sunshine is away
Must now have been few days
But somehow I know
Even she is away,still she is loving me the old way
I am not going to woo her back
Not coz I don’t love her
But I can’t make up for her for these lost days
She is still away,far away
I want my sunshine back
No more clouds,only rays.

Posted bywest

at8:38 PM

5 comments

An Epilogue : Men At Work

1 comments Thursday, November 27, 2008

Anuj has touched upon a very sacro-sanct topic "WORK"...Much less discussed and talked about than topics like movies, Soaps, Se* , n worse marriage...of-late a considerable part of my thought process has been devoted to work only...I have come-up with certain theories on the same and i want to share those..u all must share yours...Work ideally is doing what you know only you can do, that one thing that you know u are better at than all the mere mortals around..that one thing which makes you feel that all the daily toil and grind is worth it...How many of us are lucky enough to get that kind of work??...More importantly how many of us know what we were born to do??...It somehow feels that howard roark was never born and God help him if he was into IT ..Dont know how many of his kind came n died unsung in this field...
Now the other and more important part...for all those who are in profiles which they think is not worthy of them (me included ??) ..Quit !!...make way for somebody who can really do justice to ur profile...Go ahead and open the doors for him..but then we all have to survive and settle down(whatever that means)...I advocate a "Sell yourself Completely " principle....that means that if your job gives u a feel that u r "selling" urself ...coz u really dont like doing it and u cant quit because you dont have a better option.. then kindly "sell urself completely" because there is no bigger sin than to be unproductive at work...there is no place for half-hearted attempts in this world..Give ur 100 % and dont crib..Who knows whats in store in the coming times...Give ur best shot and forget (remember hakuna matata) but have it in back of your mind that u can do better things then those which u r currently doing...I havent come across a greater degree of joy than the one derived from being appreciated at work...It makes all the painful toil n sweat
, even when its for a job u dont really like, worth it...Go ahead n do Justice to ur profiles...Happy working :)

Posted bySaurabh Sharma

at10:22 PM

MEN AT WORK

2 comments Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Men at work do not disturb.I am 26 working and so all my dear frenz.The dilemma of Mr.Rahul is no different from that of Mr.Paul.Simply for what reason on earth I am working?I am working because I need to work or I want to work?
Yes you guessed it right,I need to work and so most of you.Its called reality or the fact of life.I and you cannot be John Galt and rebel against the world and shrug the atlas(Fiction was mighty in Ayn Rand Masterpiece).We are mortals,who are judged by not our deeds but the work we do.Even if it is your need to work,you still cannot complain. You are told that you had chances to make it,know start liking what you got.Even if you are one who swim against the tide,you will be constantly pulled back ,till you learn to float like a log.
Once in your life you must have a desire to create,master your destiny,but somehow it did not happened this way.You had the talent,the hunger the fire but you are not getting what you deserve because those who are making the rules has redefined the game. The rule is called DOG eat DOG rule. You cannot out grow your masters; they define how you will be serving them. You are forced to race against yourself but not race against the time (think about it).It all goes on till you cease to exist. We don’t even had MEN AT WORK,we have machines which eats who need no oiling at all.
It’s been said this is going on and on from the day the world started to turn around don’t think so, Men had is time, before he started to civilize. He worked for survival and that was a must. He didn’t worked for anyone but for himself. But after that we begin to evolve, knowledge, greed and ambition crept in. He was given role to perform on basis of his capabilities and ability. Here the corrupt practice of taming begin.Few MEN in history,that were rulled by destiny broke the shackles to reach greatness,else were defeated by fate to be oridinary.From Ghandi,Sachin,Mozart to Hilter,there was some kind of intervention from HIM that took to hem to that level.Rebels to DOG eat DOG rule over the century were people who were not working at all for the real world. They shut themselves and often got noticed after they had died. Van Gough or Socrates were not that great in there lives, They were never the MEN AT WORK.
I want to work? Will any one answer my call, or even your call?
In case no one does, donot feel left out, we all are there where you are, board says MEN AT WORK.

Posted bywest

at11:55 PM

GLORY

1 comments Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Glory I love you,
Heard your story,
Can die to meet you,
Glory why are you so mysterious,
Please come to me,
Very few men meet you,
That too of honor,
I cannot go to the war,And still I want to meet you GLORY.............

Posted bywest

at12:40 AM

ABC to RST,,,,time out folks!!!(for TELECOM ppl)

In recent times, three things which have touched a bigger section of Indian youth are Reality show, and Social Networking Sites and Twenty 20(RST).3 to 5 years ago we hardly interacted or followed these things but now it is next to impossible for an Indian Youth not knowing about it.
And somewhere here in India, Value Added Service specialist loves to talk about (ABC) astrology, bollywood and cricket, as there 3 mainstays. Wonder why astrology is even there, may be to make it ABC.B and C are something like religion or culture to Indians, identifying or saying working on it not challenging in anyway.
As mentioned earlier it is time for RST to be explored and make it a viable preposition for times to come.How we gonna do it?Ahaa!! Hmm!! Yuup!! Ok!!
Like all mechanical design consideration first of all lets state the assumptions:
1) technology doesn’t evolve by leaps and bound.
2) An Urban youth spend Rs 300 to Rs 500 per month on his mobile.
3) Share of VAS is 20% to 50% of spending.
4) Interest in STR goes beyond Indian youth.
5) Companies will learn from this article and make some headway (HAHA my fav line in this article)
6)
7)…………………………….i leave it for you .

REALITY SHOWS enough is made from this, but here lot more can be done in the way revenue is to be shared between the stakeholders. Let us say, A user is charged Rs 3 for voting, I say, you just charge him Rs 2.50,in place send him an advertisement message as an acknowledgement response and charge the advertiser Rs1 for it.
From here to there vote for your favorite contestant, but he only win, why don’t they reward people who voted and declare it on the show, more TRP,more money!!!
Just a simple point, what is for the user, make him involved in way of his personnel interest than passion or choice for the week.It’s simple boss,I wont tell you everything.
Social Networking,this is tricky 4-5 years ago CSP have dating services and it was doing very well.But than come orkut,facebook and what not It just killed the chat room.
How to social Network keeping in mind a generation of yippies.10 paisa call are just confined to friend circle,so lets start the seed.Give a reason for user to do social networking.
I introduce you to tagging, You take a cell number that is on the tag list. After that it is simple, I(CSP) and you start searching for the next tag in link, left confused I know you better.
Whom to tag, how to tag and why to tag, many questions put in one. You send a tag first to someone you know,If he/she accepts it, than she/he can tag you further, to someone she/he thinks worth enough tagging to.You are introduced to the next tag by a friend in a nice away.You can end up finding tag matches or being the first to be tagged 100 and win a cool dinner.
Even (web portal + sms) is a viable method, to start a tagging game. Some want to check you profile and credentials, goes online and verify.
It may work or not even start off,but we have known in past even a Holla Loop can sell,if right people right place.
T20,this is the cricket,we must know now.Scorecard,cricket updates are now better be left for test cricket.Get some spice make it an involved affair and make more money.
Play with us till the last match(stakeholders BCCI,you and the CSP).Get enrolled and start predicting the winner for the game.For every bet(prediction)before the match if you win you get 2 points and for every loss minus 0.5.If you want to change bet at half time message again,loose one point for this and prey you end up winning in second inning else you lose further 0.5 point.There are rare possibility a person starting from day one till day last will have same scores.People will be thrilled as they chase the game till last,I presume it for sure.
And for you CSP’s,greed can have lots of variation,make a player followed,team followed,use your brain and you will earn more.
I know someone reading this will tell me, stay where you are,it’s a WORLD AT ODDS,you will be all your life an illegal alien.

Posted bywest

at12:32 AM

Of children, childhood and Rains

3 comments Sunday, November 23, 2008

Its about a few months back..It was saturday morning...I was Just going through my best date ever..had ernest hemingway's "old man and the sea" in one hand & a cup of tea in another..To make it perfect there was light drizzle outside..I was sitting in my balcony and could see the govt. school in the same premises as my sec-15's parking some distance away...School ?..if u can call it..A room adjacent to the room used by parking guards as toilet ,bustling with children in khaki dresses..Daily i used to cross the school..One un-interested look and one sigh of pity for them..What education this school could provide?..This amount of charity from my side was reserved daily for them..but now back to where i was...My perfect date with the amazing book and the drizzle outside..The rain had brought certain degree of brightness to the yellow chalk like paint of the school..Another look and i saw the students coming out in gush and they were all over the parking lot..Jumping in the rain..a few went ahead and removed there school shirts and jumped into the muddy water accumulated in the craters of the road...What rowdy behaviour was my first reaction..Then Jst below the balcony i could see kids accumulated as sacks of hay carefully packaged under the umbrella of their respective servants waiting for the school bus to arrive...I waited for at-least one of them to go ahead and get wet- get dirty..was not to be..Suddenly the screeching monster with DPS written all over it in white came and gulped the children(or the childhood??) one by one..I could see the little bodies stepping into the open mouth of the noisy monster..All gone..and with what poise not a single Rain-drop could touch them between stepping out of umbrella and stepping into the bus..I think the concepts of acid-rain have been taught little too much..the always correct children who remember everything from social-studies to Sub-of-the-day..The same feelings propped up in my mind again...A sigh of pity and what eduction could this school provide??...But this time with completely different dimensions..

Posted bySaurabh Sharma

at9:40 PM

Eyez

4 comments Saturday, November 22, 2008

leme look into your eyez
what dey say
what dey hide
i am looking into your world through your eyez
how it looks how it feels
comon dont you shy leme look into your eyez....

Posted bywest

at8:18 PM

4 comments

SAIL AWAY

it takes her sometime to hide

it takes me no time to find

she tried to sail away into the grey sun morning

she does find thing boring

she and i never gona c another sunrise together

how can it bother now she haz decided to vanish

she need not to hide,

coz i gonaa be the wind to sail her away away........

away away......

INSPIRED

Posted bywest

at8:17 PM

Why Evil has new Name?

i am sittin on the darker side of the moon.

.i see no love..

i see no frenz....

i see no hope...

i see no life..

i am bathing again in the rayz of evil...

.now who can trust me....

now who can faith me....

deserve to die.....

i am the one...

who will claim the throne...

i am even devils nightmare...

i am the evilz new name...

wherever i go,i steal sunshine..

whereever i go,i steal happiness...

dont you wana ask who made me like dis.

.no its not darkness..

no its not anger.....its her..

its her..the bride of devil..

,so you see..so you get..who i am..

who i am..i am the new prince of darkness..

.i am the name....i am power..

the absolute power.

hahahahaha/////

Posted bywest

at8:11 PM

dead are the roses...

dead are the roses..

left back in my yard...

dey were meant for spcl1

lost dere fragrance 1st den lost there life..

wats left are thorns..ant dey for da spcl1..

how can dey be..so sharp full of vengence..

will dey bleed da spcl1 i bet dey wont..

dey 2 are 2 fragile for her

cant dey be da evil one..

roses dead thorns lef

ti love you da spcl1

how evil you are..

still i love you..da spcl1

Posted bywest

at8:06 PM

Heart of Gold

All my life I have been searching For the city of gold…..

All my life I have fascinated How to reach El-dorado….

I galloped fields, sailed over the oceans..

Seeing the setting sun..

Climbed over the mountains,

cut through the junglesTo find nothing at all…

I am a miner of gold I thought

But I have wasted all my life seeking gold.

I found no city, I found no gold

And ended up with burning the real gold

The heart of gold.. to ashes

I lost hope

I now had the fear of age in my eyes..

Before I had given it all up

I got my last chance to find the city of gold…

I met a sage who promised to give me the Philosopher’s stone

For that I had to examine my life as it had gone all along…

Obstinate as I was I said “I can do anything for gold”

Now I am glad I said “Yes”..

Ahaa!! I now have my gold

More than what I was searching for!

At last I am happyI found the gold, all my life I was searching for..

Shining and glittering and mine!

Now my heart of gold is pumping with fluids of life,

Sharing happiness and joy with all..

INSPIRED FROM "heart of gold___Neil Young"

Posted bywest

at8:00 PM

Flutes of promise

hear flutes of promise

dey bring tears in mah eye..

i hear the drum beats....

its not a battle cry...

i belive these are calls for all defeated..

can dey evr rise...

a call for them...who feel dejected...

stranded strangled to..the glory of past...

i call dem to hear the flutes of promise...

for hiz sake let dem be unleashed...

dnt feel dejected defeated

you will get 1 more chance...

you will shine....

dats gona be the last note..

on the flute...

Posted bywest

at7:56 PM

Viking Song....(Guess who we are talking about)

when i wake up....

even sun has gone down.....

I am with elix and felix.

.in a small town with no house.but lots of doors..

.now what shall i do..

we need to find the lucky edie..

all we 3 knowz..

he drinks..

he smoke...

he dance..he sings

he shouts..

dats easy nowmen tell me the way to the potroom..

know what all dis..i had a surprise....

he got company..hogar the horible..iz here..now my man.

.wat v 5 vikingz do..

we drinkwe smoke

we dancewe sing

we shout

men den 2morow we raid...the city...but for now...

who gona drop us to the inn..

dont you let the sun come up..now we are 5...

we drink

we smoke

we dance

we sing

we shout

and even starts a fight....

better you keep out...

coz now we are 5...

we drink

we smoke

we dance

we sing we shout..

what else i shall tell you..

.go and fetch us some more beer...

we are the vikingz

we drink

we smoke

we dance

we shout

and even now we fight...that not alll...

we we we..

Posted bywest

at7:47 PM

Stage of betrayal.......

Men we are Men we were..
Staying away and into betrayal...

women they are women they will be...
staying into and into betrayal...
how they trust,why they trust us..
.how we are blamed,why are we blamed...
dis is in there quarter..
temptation they are,deception they are...
affection they create,love they fabricate
holly shit..
still its me the manwho is hanged for the betrayal..
dont you women.
dont you cry..
its not gona be me...
this time..i did the betrayal..i will live,you need to die...
for long its been the other way round...
you women go up..we man go down...
not from today,not from tomorow..
men we are,men we were...

Posted bywest

at7:37 PM

ACT --------ACT OF RANDOM KINDNESS

2 comments Wednesday, November 19, 2008

We always asking god for one thing or the other, sometime we wish for a great job, sometime for great boss, great wife. Our wish list is never ending. Well I am not saying we are selfish but we are over involved with ourselves. I really feel how many of us question his I the reason of their existence. We are having a relationship with this world, where we are just taking, but not giving back at all. How many of us can honestly reply that they have given back for what he has taken?
I got impressed by the concept of ARK(Act of Randomness Kindness) in a movie. This was proposed by the almighty to the protoganist.It took him time to understand what it implies and like the very filmy style he need up making an ARK. What I want to emphasize here is one need not to be Noah, to go all the way to make an ARK, but he can have his own way to indulge in some Act of Random Kindness.
Most of you who will read this, are well educated and doing fine in life.ARK for you can range from teaching some poor or needy person to financially help him.Dont dump your books or keep on accumulating them in your cupboard, give them away and show your inclination to ARK.
Modes and method can change for ARK, but it is not difficult at all. It can be a simplest of act, proving water to a thirsty bird or food to a stray dog. Close your eye and think for a moment, Is it really tough?, or is it something I want to do? Or is something I was already doing.Mate, its Time for self introspection.
I want to emphasis that you willingness to indulge in ARK is more important than the degree of ARK.
Well folks rounding off, with a suggestion, think about it, and make this world a happy place.

‘GOD GIVE US ALL OPPORTUNITY.IT IS US WHO DON’T WANT TO NOTICE THEM”

Posted bywest

at9:59 AM

Hakuna Matata........(No worries)

3 comments Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Hakuna Matata........................

We all were born care free in a care free world. But with times most of us changed. Some changed early by themselves, some were force to change by circumstances and somehow lucky few survived.

Hakuna Matata is an African proverb which highlights the true spirit of Jungle” no worries”. There is one law in Jungle “think short term and keep your options open”.Wonder, we all had been blessed with this or not. Our spirit is trapped, very often it cries out. It was free, it use to fly but now it is a slave of reality. Reality that is a liar. Often I wonder a Gazelle who doesn’t even know he will survive the next minute graze carelessly in a jungle and we humans who have all the comforts of the world are constantly creating a web of worries.

I remember this song ‘I want to live like an animal careless and free’, it says it all. We were born free but know are slaves of fate.
As long as we are children, we are blessed to live. The day you come to know about the reality factor, worries creep into your life. The boy who use to play in a muddy pond, start looking for his grade, start to worry how to get into a premium engineering college. It jus starts there; it all ends with the final truth “death”. Even on your death bed you are worried about your house, your family, your car and I can’t guess what not will be one’s mind.
Come my friend, not for life, not for a day, but for few hours in a day, start living away from worries. Live those moments which you dreamed for.
And please watch Lion King for once and learn from Timon and Pumbaa the meaning of this phrase..........Hakuna Matata....................Live every moment.

Posted bywest

at9:23 AM

Of Processes, Slaves And Free-Will

2 comments Monday, November 17, 2008

Jean Jacques Rousseau (hope i have got the spellings right) said famously "Man is born free, Yet he is in shackles everywhere"..Couldnt agree more with him..I have experienced rather suffered time n again coz am in an industry which adores processes..so much so that it is enslaved by processes...It is justifiable when u approach 0.1 million ppl and managing this magnitude of bums on the benches becomes an industry in itself..But the infatuation for processes is crazy to say the least..To get one change done calls for a zillion approvals and mails start flying with a lion, an elephant, a fox and a few pigs cc'ed and bcc'ed..It brings me to the question whether "Processes are made for humans...or are Humans made for Processes"..The more observant i become the more i realise that latter is more true...I am no khmer rouge and am not an admirer of lawlessness and chaos..Its just that at times it begins to strangle u too tight and many times it starts bodering on the realms of insanity..The worst part is that pointy haired bosses(refer dilbert for details !!) follow the word of rule rather than the spirit of it..The individual for me is still supreme, it his ideas and not the processes which have changed this world..Total Quality Managment -Six Sigma-ISO XXXX- and all the upcoming fad's have helped organizations save a few millions and there would be data to support...Let someone collect the data on how many more dilberts it has created out of worthy-Thinking engineers..How many good ideas have been strangulated by an infinite loop of processes before they could be nurtured...Why are losses always monetary in nature...Why is bankruptcy always financial..Obviously is the obvious answer am told...But Is there a "Process" somewhere to measure the Intellectual bankruptcy of an organization...there is no data to support and there wont ever be...figures have always got better of me.."I"nformation-Technology and "I"nnovation have an "I" in common and it ends there..The reason being "I"nnovation & "I"deas never had much in common with "P" of processes...am i generalising way too much?..am i making a mountain out of mole?..is my inexperience getting to my head?..Perhaps experience would turn me into a Cubicle obsessed Zombie one not-so-fine day...And i Would accept everything that would come my way..till then I would love to think and not tread the line...

Posted bySaurabh Sharma

at12:06 AM

Indian Telecom--Its too Hip for me.

Land of Nevers

4 comments Sunday, November 16, 2008

I knew there was a land of nevers
A land far far away…
Its road crossed though middle of nowhere
A muddy swamp in the halfway
I and …. Are on our own journey
We will reach there even if sway
We were last drowned in the river of ether
To be floated to the surface of nowhere….
Found the grass of stupidity to graze
I was left alone out of nowhereI don't know hope,
I don't know fearCoz I am out of nowhere
How I now search the land of never
Known has been so far ever
Shall I dare to enter valley of fog
Yes I do.
Know no point of return
Week and months I walked in haze
To one day get a chance to step to the land of nevers
At last, here I am….A land not known, not dreamt, not seen…
Now I know why its called….Land of nevers
I will be the only one to know what's the land of nevers…
Don't you want to know the land of nevers…

Posted bywest

at6:48 PM

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Indian Telecom is growing into a Hippy boy. It is Almost Famous and still waiting to be on the cover of Rolling stone.
Indian Telecom Sector is the coolest one for sure I persume,every one to be present here,the Japs,the Americans,the Europeans,you name them and they all want to be here.Big bucks are coming in and the promise is high. Indian Telecom will be the next rock star of the millennium.
But somehow I feel they are long ways to the top .We are still playing for the numbers. Lets take for e.g. TTSL the 6th largest player and NTT DoCoMo’s buy out of 23% at a price which industry feel is over evaluated.Hmm, why they are coming for? NTT states our experience with Vas will help TTSL grow stronger.TTSL say extra money pumped in will help it roll out GSM services of there. But the fact still remain the same its all about the numbers. They are very tempting 10 million subscriber being added every month.29% penetration rate,6-8 players and all still surviving.
But caution my friends Indian experience can turn out to be sour as well as sweet.
Here mobile phones are vastly becoming equivalent to the bicycle of the 70’s.Attractive services are not for the masses yet. Here things are surely going to be ugly in future.
A son who would have been a rock star ending up as a hippy.Too much of competition may lead to panic and disorder. Either cartels will be formed or buy out of the competitor is inevitable. We still are looking for numbers my friend, customer experience, desire and new age services are yet to be explored.
3G as predicted by some will solve the spectrum crunch than providing a new gamete of services and offering in large forcing players to sail in untested waters. They don’t know Indian’s as a community has always been cost conscious people. There still is not a paradigm shift where we go for good services but prefer to stay with basic one.
Broadband penetration in India is ridiculous if I have to be truthful to you don’t know if you can’t have PC penetration how can you push it I wonder.
I feel strange why it haven’t stuck to some marketing genius,PC to be provide to a user with a lock in period with a broadband connection. May be they are waiting for PC prices to come down to that of a modem.
Cable Industry this being my favorite as I am a TV addict. Cable Company being formed, huge amount of consolidation work is being done. On the other hand big corporate with taashni ads are luring to subsidized Digital TV thru DTH.
Cable guys have the numbers as of now, but the big boys have the money and the technology. I think if cable guys consolidate in few of the big city with new age networks they can be dangerous competitors. Flexibility and adaptability of Cable industry is yet to be explored. Cable lab standard even in US are at their early state, but the growth of Comcast and Turners makes you a believer in them.
Wireless Technology is something everyone is eyeing for.I feel with advancement in WIMAX this can be the solution for the broadband penetration.
Fixed mobile convergence, IPTV, mobile TV,FTTC and all such things are a distant dream. Costs are high and adaptability is still to be questioned.
East is east. Somebody by now must have asked me to shutup.People like euphoria not the cacophony sounds I make. It’s up to those, to spoil or ruin Indian Telecom into a Hippy boy and get it stoned or make it into a star which everyone feel proud of.

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at6:47 PM