A blog on various topics related to Home and Living, Lifestyle, Entertainment, Relationships, Self Help, Fiction and Spirituality. I love to share some of my life incidences too on this blog, so if you want to know me more, just grab a cup of coffee and go through my life here!




A Real Story on Corporate Shamelessness

A Real Story on Corporate Shamelessness

How much can a man fall down in his virtues, for his own benefits?


I won’t be telling my thoughts here. I am just going to narrate a story of a guy. This story is 100% real and based on actual facts and incidents.


Let us name our guy - Akaash. Akaash is a guy who possesses all those qualities, probably every guy would dream of having - a magnetic personality with charming smile, a perfect face, an attractive and seducing voice, confident attitude, intelligent and innovative mind, enthusiastic, handsome with amazing communication and convincing skills, friendly behavior and many additional qualities.
The only flaw he has is that he is young and inexperienced. The story begins when he was just in the final semester of his MBA in Human Resource Management and happened to get into a new start-up recruitment consultancy at Bangalore, for his on-the-job training.
Why, is this a flaw? You will come to know as the story continues.


So, Akaash went for the interview, which was taken by Maya, the Senior Manager of this new startup recruitment consultancy; let us call it SS recruitment consultancy. He dressed well, in typical business formals. He answered confidently to Maya, the Senior Manager, who took the interview. Without any doubt, he got his first job. He got the offer letter. He left such a powerful impact on the managers that he was offered a salary of almost double, than what others were offered even when they were experienced people than him.




He happily joined the consultancy, and entered the recruitment world. He made calls, sent emails, talked to the clients, got the candidates, convinced people about the job even if the salary they would be getting was peanuts. He worked hard, was happy and well contented with his job. Within a month, for a start up company, he convinced two candidates who get successfully placed in the companies, whereas other experienced people were still struggling with their numbers.
For a startup, SS recruitment consultancy had only 3-4 people in the company. There was no proper office too. They hired a large mansion and made it their office. There was one Assistant General Manager called AA, the senior manager called Maya, our Akaash, 2 more recruiters and one office boy.


Slowly, the days passed and the team began to grow. There were more recruiters now. Maya was a senior manager and a trainer too. With increase in business, came increase in responsibilities. There was someone needed to take the interviews of increased number of candidates. But, since there was no one for this ‘start-up’ company, who could take the interviews, the managers asked Akaash to take up this job and leave the recruitment process of calling and messaging people. Akaash took it as a nice learning experience and began to take interviews of the candidates. He would do that whole day, filter the candidates for the second round and make reports. Without any doubt, he was a success in this too. The Assistant General Manager AA portrayed himself to be very religious man, singing hymns, calling Akaash his younger brother and would always give blessings to him. Maya was also very fond of Akaash. All was going well.
The consultancy began to grow more, and now there were more clients as well. They needed proper teams and team leaders. Akaash had, till now proven to be really efficient and above their expectations in all the responsibilities they had given to him. So, Akaash was asked to lead the whole team of recruiters for some duration of time, which he did excellently.


But, the SS recruitment consultancy needed more people for leading the teams. Also, they had more money now, so they could afford experienced people now. Here came our two more team leaders Pushpa and Asad, followed by one more trainer called Aman. Pushpa was 7 years experienced. Amar and Aman were also 6-7 years experienced in their job profiles. Pushpa and Aman were a couple. Our Akaash was still just 4 months experienced, yet his abilities and achievements and probably the managers’ needs made him to become a team leader of recruiters.


New people came and immediately became friends with Akaash, because of his friendly behavior, and supportive nature. Pushpa’s boyfriend Aman had some troubles with Akaash’s personality and began to feel insecure about Pushpa. However, Akaash showed no interest in her, hence Aman slowly became normal.


Pushpa on the other hand, had issues with her ego regarding her experience. She could not tolerate the fact that a 4 month experienced guy could share the same kind of authority she had in the office. Moreover, she was offended because Akaash didn’t take any interest in her. Anyways, so there began a game in which Pushpa would unnecessarily try to talk rudely to Akaash, which Akaash would avoid to maximum possible extent he could. But, slowly his patience began to wear off, and he started retaliating back, whenever Pushpa would go beyond her limits. Akaash was reporting to the Assistant General Manager AA, so he was not answerable to Pushpa at all. Still, she would try to boss him, and he would retaliate.


Pushpa could see no result of this, so she started another game. She started getting close to the Assistant General Manager AA, both in physical and emotional way. She and her boyfriend started poisoning AA against Akaash, over some petty issues which may or may not be true – no one knows. The Assistant General Manager AA had his own inferiority complex against Akaash, because of Akaash’s personality and appeal. The whole thing agitated him so much, that he also entered the game that was being woven by Pushpa and Aman.


Now, Akaash had already spent his 6 months in the company. He was working well and people loved him in the office. At the end of the month, he got called by the Assistant General Manager AA to his office and was told that he would get his promotion letter of being a team lead soon, so he should start staying on the floor supervising his team instead of spending time on recruitment processes and interviews, etc.


Akaash felt delighted of this role change. He got a dedicated team of 3 recruiters, and he began to guide them about the whole process of calls, recruitments, etc. Slowly the time began to pass, and Akaash’s team was still the highest performance team. But, Akaash was not getting his promotion letter yet. Nor did he get any salary hike. He would ask his Assistant General Manager AA about it, and to that he would get a reply - “We are working on it. We are thinking on it. We will let you know.” Akaash worked well till month end.


On 27th day of Akaash’s seventh month, the SS consultancy director came to Bangalore from Hyderabad for monthly review. The Director stayed the whole day and talked to clients. The next day, i.e. on 28th he, along with AA and Maya called Akaash to their office, and “closed the door”. They asked him about his performance and stay in the office and consultancy. Akaash happily told his experience about his stay, telling about his learning and what all he had gained. He spoke high of his managers, who helped him grow so much in such less time.
Well, to his shock, the director said that Akaash’s managers were not happy with his performance, and he showed Akaash the whole past month report, where his achievements were zero. Akaash got shocked, and told that he was involved in supervising his team and was asked to not get involved in recruitment process. The director and the managers denied this, and simply asked Akaash to either resign from the company or they would terminate them. Akaash was already trying to recover from this. He somehow controlled his anger and said to them that he would resign. He would go back to his seat and send them an email for resignation.


To his humiliation, they asked him to write his resignation, there and then on paper, and hand it over to them. AA and the Director took his resignation. Maya didn’t say a word. Akaash went out of the room and left for the home, already too disturbed to think anything.


Later that night, Maya called Akaash to apologize for the whole situation. She said that her name was taken in the decision by the director, but she was never known about this. They never even consulted her for the feedback. She tried to act casual to him and asked him to forget about such mean people, who could play politics like this.


Akaash didn’t say anything.


Moral of the story: Never accept a change in your job roles, responsibilities and promotion work, without getting a written proof from your management. 


This was a true story, and I am really amazed at the meanness and cheapness of humans. I used to think, such characters only existed in movies or stories.
I don’t know how can people humiliate God, by calling themselves God’s man, when they can not respect the same God’s creation and when they have heart and mind of conspiring against good and efficient people like this.
I seriously don’t have any words to say about the conspiracy, but such things really make me feel ashamed of such human beings, who could fall to this extent for their own benefits.
Rani Taj's Dhol on Rihanna's  'Rude Boy'

Rani Taj's Dhol on Rihanna's 'Rude Boy'




Rihanna's Rude Boy Dhol Mix by Rani Taj


This girl has become a facebook sensation lately, particularly because of this video. I was truly amazed when I saw it myself. A girl blasting a dhol with so much perfection and ease was something really rare, and new. I wonder, how she is able to hold that big dhol so long on her shoulders. I can't even hold my handbag for more than 5 minutes on one shoulder. Anyways, hats off to her talent. Way to go girl!! Keep rocking (dholing!! ) :)




Cleansing of Auras

Cleansing of Auras


Since past few days, I've been reading a lot about energy healing and various techniques. I used to be an active reader of such updates, but wasn't able to find much time since past couple of months.



I have read a lot about meditation, power healing, etc. In past few days, I got some material to read on "Auras". What are they and how can one be benefited from the Auras.


Well, Aura is basically each person's energy, which gets radiated from his personality on a whole and gets influenced by the energies the person takes from outside. Our auras are like magnets picking up vibrational energies that are floating around everywhere we go. It is important to cleanse our auras freeing them of foreign vibrations and negative energies.You don't need to do any rocket science project to do that. Here are some simple and easy-to-do techniques for the same:
  1. Using your fingers as a comb, comb through the space surrounding your body from head to toe. Clean your hands with running water before and after doing this.
  2. Stand under a waterfall or shower - I have found this immensely helpful every time. Water is a great cleanser on both physical, emotional and psychological levels.
  3. Walking in the rainfall - I have done this, though I used to carry umbrella every time. I love to see the water droplets jumping on the concrete road. They look like beautiful pearls.
  4. Run freely and playfully in the wind - I have done this plenty of times, to my sister's embarrassment. My home is in Himachal Pradesh, and there are plenty of places there, where you can find steep slopes. Just running down freely on those slopes would make me feel so good. So, I definitely added this method in this list.
  5. Using a single feather or feather whisk make sweeping motions through the space surrounding your body - I have never done this. I read it in a book, hence added it here. Those who are interested are free to try this and let me know how it feels.
  6. Smudge the area surrounding your body with the smoke from sage, lavendar, and/or sweetgrass. -  This looks more like some cult thing. Anyways, again I have not done this, nor would I do (no matter it works or not. I don't like doing things that look weird).
  7. Emerse and soak your body in an epsom salt bath. - This is the best amongst all methods. I have tried this just once, and I felt as if I've already reached heaven. Double thumbs up to this technique.
Tips:
  1. Turkey or owl feathers are especially good feathers to use for sweeping the aura. I have not done this, so don't have much to say. This is just for the information.
  2. Take care to do some deep breathing exercises while cleansing your aura to aid in flushing your inner body. I have done this plenty of times. Even when I am not doing any particular exercise, just taking few calculated deep breaths helps a lot in feeling better and calmer.
  3. Caution: Do not walk in the rain during an electrical storm.
A Car That Can Tweet

A Car That Can Tweet

Well, if you thought, tweeting your updates on Twitter is the latest in social networking, then here is the next gen thing for you. Now, cars are also aiming to enter the whole tweeting business, and they can do the thing on their own. You simply have to own such a car! Read the article to know more about the car that can tweet. More Here >>>




When the world asks you to play safe and smart

When the world asks you to play safe and smart

It has been a while, since I had any controversies attached to my rather peaceful life since past one year. Recently, there has been a big one. And, it is so insulting on the part of my employer, that I feel disgusted to even mention it here. So, I have simply stopped thinking about it anymore. But, this circumstance has given dimensions to some new thought process of mine. I have got many lectures from my parents and friends, about “playing it safe”. 


“What if they are unfair to you, you are not the only one suffering from their injustice.” 


“You should ignore such things, keep a safe path, don’t raise your voice against the ‘autocrates’. I understand they are wrong, but we are still doing ‘naukri’ and are their ‘naukars’. We should play safe, instead of raising voice against things; we don’t know what that would result into. Just be quiet and do what others are doing. Suffer!!”


Well, I guess, now I know why I don’t gel well with people around me. Most of the people I know, want to play it safe. They want safe jobs, come home to their safe relationships, drive safe cars, make safe investments, have safe thoughts and they attribute all this to have a safe and secured life all through the way.

My all time favorite quote has been the Darwin’s theory of “Survival of the Fittest.” These people are finest example of this theory. They love it, dictate it all to the core and then breed further to make the most of the population to be their kinds. They are actually playing very safe and smart.



Nevertheless, there are other kinds of people too. And I am talking about the group that lives its life in thrill and adventure. The kind of people, who just don’t think out of the box, but literally live outside the box. These people thrive on adventure and thrill. They want change, newness and bring revolution to the life, at any given stage. They adore innovation and creativity. They love to explore unknown and unseen horizons of life. They push their limits to maximum capabilities in order to achieve something they think of, which no one had ever dared to think, let alone achieve it. These people develop into visionaries, who have a habit to understand and perceive something beyond where we stand today.

Yesterday, I was watching the movie “What the bleep do we know, Down the Rabbit hole?”. There was a scene when Dr. Quantum (cartoon) traveled to a two dimensional world. This was a place where everything was in two dimensions, the houses, the offices, even the people. They had no understanding about cubes, spheres, or anything that has to do with a third dimension. There was only forward, backward, left and right. No above and below. The people never knew about a third dimension. And when they saw Dr. Quantum made up in a 3D, they got scared, ran away, screamed and thought him to be a ghost. Just one amongst them, stepped forward to talk to him. She asked him queries about her doubts, about what Dr. Quantum was, and how was he so different, etc. She stepped forward to grasp the concept of 3 Dimensions. She went forward to allow Dr. Quantum to make her see her world from ‘above’. And, when she saw it, she was baffled, by exploring the beauty of what was unknown and ‘unsafe’ for her.

I am not asking you to become a dare devil and do things stupidly. Please, don't take me wrong here. But, what I am trying to say is, it may happen that you firmly believe something, right from the core of your heart. You know that by every means you are right. What I have learned about human mind, is that whenever a person is doing something which is not right from his senses or something which may harm him by some other means, there always comes a warning to him, from some unknown mysterious inner voice. But, it will come, which he may chose to ignore or accept. And, when he ponders upon his thoughts, in peace, he always gets to know the answer, whether it is right or wrong.

The people who live outside the box have some enhanced capability of this. But, since they are in minority, they are often not understood or supported by the mainstream population. Obviously, they are not rebels, but are accused of being rebellious, just because they can not embrace the common understanding of rules, regulations and policies. I have been termed as one, so I can say that affirmatively.

Such people are not anti to the policies. Also, they do not require any group support to prove their points. I have seen many youngsters, who feel that by getting a weird hair cut, tattoo or weirdest dress, or by misbehaving with others, they can prove to be brave and different from others. Yes, they are different, but not in a positive sense. What are they contributing to anyone by doing this? Neither to themselves, nor to anyone else. Such behavior is just an expression of their own anger and resentment turned inside out.
They don’t change the world. Instead, they dangerously tend to follow the path, which may be derogatory and harmful to themselves and the world around them. I certainly don’t intend to talk about such people here.

If you want some flattering examples to make my point clear here, then I am talking about people like Albert Einstein, Nelson Mandela, Mother Teresa and some others, which you may not be knowing, but can find at wikipedia. I am certainly not comparing myself to them. But, they are a kind of design model, everyone can relate to, so I preferred to use their names here. I could have chosen to write instances of people I feel as my role model, like for me it is my mom's younger brother (my uncle). Anyways, my point about such people are that, they never tried to be different or go against anyone. They simply “WERE” different, they thought in a different way. Their actions were not dependent on any particular individual’s behavior. They had their own mindsets, which they followed with compassion and devotion.

The only thing that separated them from others was, their will power to stand tall against the anger, repression and negativity surrounding them. They believed something, and they followed their belief with complete commitment.

I have seen people who are rehearsed of playing safe and smart and become frightened of such innovative thinkers. And, in their fear of getting overpowered, they try to suppress those who are staying out of the box. But, when the time has passed, the future turns back to look and salute at those who stayed out of the box, and marked a new beginning for others playing safe inside the box. When our future can admire them, why can’t the present do the same? When future generation can see that those people fought for higher ideals because in their heart of hearts they truly believed that things could be better, why can’t people see the same in present?

Today there are millions of people who would change the world with their beautiful open-minded hearts and their incredibly brilliant minds, especially the upcoming teenagers and young adults in their early twenties. They feel that there is no point in even trying because the current political and cultural environment is so against them. I would be lying if I claimed that what you see as extreme hostility towards change was not at a peak right now. You are right. They do not want to change again, but you are right, it is time for another change and you are the ones to help bring it. Do not be afraid of the backlash. If I start counting it for myself, I may have severe injuries all fresh and reopened again and again. People accuse me of being non-compromising and non-adjusting and of being 'hot-headed'. I listen, but I may be insane or something, because such taunts and torments don't seem to change me at all. And, then people call me 'adamant'!


I can only say what I do. Though, it has made my life much troublesome than peaceful. Still, I have my faith This may not be the right time for me to preach such things. But, no matter what stage I am in, I'd always suggest you to stand tall and do what you know in your heart is right and just for all, not just what benefits a chosen few. You know that ignorance can no longer rule the people. 


You know that blind obedience is no longer a viable option. I certainly don't follow or obey anything, which doesn't support my thoughts or satisfies my quest for acceptance.

People say that the signs are all here and Armageddon has begun. How selfish to assume that your God will come carry you off to heaven, therefore you do not have to care for the people and planet that are going to be left in the wake of your final choices. Who is to say that is not the ultimate test of who stays and who gets to ascend to a better place? If you had to choose who were truly worthy of burning in hell or going to heaven, would you pick those who were killing in the name of God or those who were crying out for love, equality, and to save the planet?

Aman and Mullah Nasiruddin

Aman invited Mulla Nasruddin to go hunting with him, but gave him a slow horse and kept the fast one for himself. He sped away and Nasruddin lagged behind. Soon it began to rain and the Mulla was alone. He took off all his clothes and then he sat down on the pile of clothing. 


Once the rain stopped, he wore the clothes again and reached his host's house for lunch. The host could not understand how he was wet while the Mulla was dry and asked him how this happened. Nasruddin answered, "It's because of the horse you gave me." 


The next day, the host gave the Mulla his fast horse and kept the slow one for himself. When it began raining, Nasruddin did the same thing and when the host met him, he was furious, because he was wet again and the Mulla was dry. He shouted, "It's all your fault. I got wet because you made me ride that terrible horse!" 


So, often we are inclined to find fault with our workplace, our colleagues, friends, family and clients when the fault may in fact be with us. It may be that we have done nothing to look for the best solution for a certain problem. Instead, we might be preoccupied in blaming others for our own inability to make use of what is called 'horse sense'. 

My second painting - With Water and Acrylic colors


I know I am no professional artist, nor I got any chance to learn art from anyone. I can only try doing things, and learn on my own - the way it has been happening since the time, I started to learn anything, without any professional support. There are flaws, which I have to rectify. But, I feel that for second one, it can't be so bad. Anyways, here is my first experiment with Acrylic and Water colors on a 420 x 594 mm sized A2 sheet. Check it out below:



My Life At Present

Here is a peep into how my life has been going on at present, which I pray to get better with every passing day, along with my fantasies and dream which may turn live into my life, soon.

On weekdays, I usually wake up at 7:00 AM (if there’s a power cut from morning 6 AM to 7 AM), otherwise I have to wake up at 6:30 AM to iron my clothes and get the water heated, otherwise there may be a power cut from 7 to 8 or 7:30 to 8:30, depending on the mood of our Bangalore’s electricity department. I also have to get water stored in bucket for bath, because the water department also does not seem to have enough water for us and keeps on cutting the supplies every now and then. I don’t know for what sake I paid around my whole one month’s salary to the Government as ‘Income Tax’.
I am certainly sick of these power cuts. They have enhanced many folds, since past one year. Either the Govt. has too many projects to serve, or has been black-marketing electricity to some other more “paisawala” firms and institutions.

If I am lucky and if the electricity cut has been done within the time frame of 6 to 7, I may have light by the time I leave. And, I may actually get to see my face in light, while getting ready to check if my dark circles have faded with the new Garnier under eye cream. Anyways, after getting ready somehow, in dark, I leave for office. My cab guy comes to pick me up at around 8:05, and I simply sit and stare outside the window to the wild traffic outside for another 15 minutes, after which I reach my office. Usually, cab-comers like me are quite punctual, and since they are very few, I enter a dark and scantily populated office. I somehow like the feeling of it.

By 8:30 I pick up my bowl of cereals, get some hot milk on it from the coffee machine and start scooping my breakfast, while I switch on my computer and wait some time for it to load all these horrendously heavy applications like RAD, Lotus Notes, and my too-much-tabbed Firefox. One can not expect flash actions running all these software on my computer, because of its upgraded RAM of some 2 point something GB. I check some mails, both official and unofficial, and reply to the appropriate ones, while happily deleting the junk and spam mails to trash. People begin to pour in and the lights start getting flickering on, showcasing the presence of human habitation around me now.

I have this knack of forgetting everything about my work, the moment I leave office. So, I have to write down what I did, somewhere in a notebook every day about my daily job and other related things. I can’t be trusted in having an online journal or calendar, as I may never bother to initiate the application, let alone follow it for my daily reminders. So, I pick up my notebook, read it a bit, make some other points for the day, groan at the kind of work I am doing, but then I thank for having at least some work to do that can pay my bills and give me money. I give a huge sigh and start my work.
By 10 AM, I am already thoroughly bored with the work I am doing, not to mention about the frustration for the things which are not working. Add on to it, the other grave problems I’ve been having in my life, which are somewhere hanging over my head, yet to be sorted out. So, I simply lock my computer, pick up my cup and go to the coffee machine to get some tea.

I used to have coffee before, but now I have shifted to drinking tea. The reason may sound somewhat funny to you, but that is the way it is. I love coffee, but the time that coffee machine takes to pour it in my cup is roughly 15 seconds, which is much less time for me to get a break from all the disorientating thoughts I had been going through. So, I decided to have tea. It takes me at least 3-4 minutes to prepare tea. I guess that is the only task I do, whole day with my undivided focus and concentration. And, the first sip always works like a miracle to me. Somehow, it tastes like a kind of nectar that can burn and melt every damn problem; I’ve ever had in my life. I come back to my seat, a bit cheerful, and start my work again. In the meanwhile, I discuss with my colleagues about the work issues, make some calls, work again, update the tracking sheets, and attend some not –so-important meetings. My lunch at 12 is also a very quick and rather uneventful happening of the day, which doesn’t last for more than 20-25 minutes, sometimes even 15 (if the food is worse than what you can call edible).
Post lunch time is the most terrible time for me to spend. I don’t work till 1:30 PM. What I do is check some hubs, read some other blogs, articles, news events, etc. At 1:30 PM, the realization hits me that I have to prepare some notes for my daily 2 PM ‘Scrum’ meeting. And, I manage to be somewhat smart enough to let the whole thing pass peacefully. I choose to remain silent now, because every time I open my mouth, whatever I say, might end up into an argument over many “processes”, which no one knows why they follow or have to follow!

After coming back from the half-an-hour-stretched-to-one-hour meeting, I come back to my seat. My colleagues go out for coffee and cigarette smoking break. I usually choose to sit at my desk. It feels really comfortable to sit here, and stare at the screen. You may laugh at this, but hello it is my life, and I have the right to do what I like to do. Staring blankly at screen works like some power nap to me. I wake up after few moments, somewhat fresh and happy about having only 2 more hours to spend at office. This is a real boost for my work and I guess I do 90% of my whole day’s job in these two hours.
My office here serves snacks at 5 PM to the employees. I used to go there, but now have lost interest in their medu vadas, onion vada and all those stuffs. Last half an hour, instead of gorging on the junk, I usually spend in bookmarking my articles, because there is no point starting something new at work, and anyone can get exhausted after doing 90% of day’s work in just two hours. I am human and I need a break.
At 5:35, I say it done. I shut down my computer, lock my things in my cupboard, pick my bag and rush down the building to get into the cab. This time of the day is usually quite busy on traffic and I simply put my earphones and get lost into the sweet world of music, to relax and feel happy about getting closer to the weekend.
I reach home at around 6:15 PM. I switch on the TV; sit on the couch and watch Tom and Jerry show on cartoon network till 6:30. At 6:30, I watch “Chhota Bheem” on Pogo. At 7:30, I again watch “MAD” at Pogo. These days our Bangalore Electricity Department has become extra generous in power cuts and have start cutting electricity 3-4 times a day, followed by 1-2 times at night. So, when electricity is gone, I either meditate on the candle light, or simply sleep, no matter what time is it. Otherwise, I check updates on my facebook account; browse a bit more, may or may not eat anything and go to sleep at 10.

This was a very brief view to my daily life on weekdays. My weekends are even more uneventful, which include watching TV and internet browsing. I stay very near to the famous Forum mall, Koramangala, but it’s been around a year, since I went there. Bangalore’s lifestyle or rather any city’s lifestyle, somehow doesn’t suit me. 
Obviously, every one dreams to have an ideal and perfect life of their own. There is no harm in dreaming. I dream a lot and I am usually quite insanely positive about the fact that my dreams would become reality soon. My life's history has even given me evidences to believe this. So, I am a firm believer, what about you? Do you have an ideal dream life of yours?
The Egg or the Chicken Conundrum - Mystery unfolded finally

The Egg or the Chicken Conundrum - Mystery unfolded finally

Well, I am glad I didn't have to find it. Obviously, it is the work of scientists to explore and find answers to such kind of questions. (As if they don't have anything else better to do.) I am sure, one of those scientists might have had an ego hurt w.r.t. this particular question, because of which he might have decided to spend his precious brain, time, and other people's money on such kind of research.




Neverthless, I am glad that the answer has been revealed and proven too now. So, there won't be any silly mysterious reference to such kind of questions any more, though it might have opened gates to some other questions and research work (sigh!..If only they could work on some productive things like using photosynthesis to generate electricity, making it usable and then commercialize it, instead of working on such kind of things).


Anyways, here is the good news - Scientists in London have claimed to have finally discovered the answer to the enigma— it's the chicken which came first. A team from University of Sheffield and University of Warwick has discovered that a protein called ovocleidin (OC-17) is crucial in the formation of eggshells.  It is produced in the pregnant hen's ovaries so the correct reply to the egg riddle must be that the chicken came first. However, the research does not come up with how the protein-producing chicken existed in the first place.


The team of researchers made use of a hi-tech computer, called HECToR, to look at the molecular structure of a shell. They discovered that OC-17 acts as a catalyst, kickstarting the conversion of calcium carbonate in the chicken's body into calcite crystals.


These crystals actually make up the hard shell that houses the yolk and its protective fluids while the chick develops.

Lead scientist Colin Freeman of Sheffield University said: "It had long been suspected that the egg came first but now we have the scientific proof that shows that in fact the chicken came first."
The scientists now hope the breakthrough could be used in industry to help develop new materials.
What can I say on all this - "All the best!"....



Life at Bangalore

Life at Bangalore

It has been so long that I have rambled about anything, so I guess I deserve this leisure of writing down some thoughts here. I took an off today from office, and spent whole day sitting at home, reading blogs, applying Relispray to my aching back, doing some deep breathing exercises and thinking of starting with my painting. 


My acrylic colors have still not come to the local shop, where I asked to get some. So, I began with the normal water color cakes only. I had no idea about what I was going to make, but the end result looks quite ok to me; especially, after having painted after a gap of almost 15 years. You can see the painting here.
Life has become too weird and unpredictable since past one year. I never thought of joining back the software industry again. Well, I kept some part of this promise to myself. I am not working for a software industry. On the other hand, I am doing the same IT work for an automobile company. 



Life is usually much cooler here than what I had in IT company. Moreover, I am working for Group Research Projects, so it means lots of free thought process and brain storming, which is something really good for people like me. Another promise I broke was of coming back to Bangalore. As a matter of fact, I must be thankful to the place for rescuing me. Though, I still dream to go to some remote countryside area, stay in peace, teach in some local school and smile a lot. 


I am waiting for the next phase of my life, and hoping it to come soon. It may take 2-3 months more. I sometimes wonder, what kind of games our mind plays? Why is it that, we eagerly and peacefully are able to wait for longer duration, but could not spend the last few moments of our wait period in normal way? I guess, it has something to do with my apprehension and uncertainty of the things. There are some decisions, I’ve already made. Now, time has to tell what next is there in store for me.

Nature in my dreams


Water colors on drawing sheet
My first painting after a break of around 15 years. I remember making my last painting when I was in 10th class. After that, I would only make sketches occasionally. Gosh! It feels so good to hold the brush once again!! :).

My Travel Destinations in past two months

 I took this pic in Dehradun. The pic says - "If you sit here without ordering anything, just for your chitchat - you'd be charged 30 bucks"

I have been planning to write this, since quite a long time. But, my day-to-day chores and my personal health issues have prevented me in doing it so far. Anyways, I have tried to sum up everything, as much as I can. I could not postpone writing all this anymore, since I know I would be forgetting everything soon. And, then later I would be left only with the memories of the pictures taken in the trips. So, here is my travelogue. Read, enjoy and comment(if you feel like :) )

Dreaming of weird/imaginary creatures



Yesterday night, I dreamt of a creature that was a mixed specie of a Godzilla and a Dragon. I don't know what that signifies, just the fact that whole night I was running across many shallow rivers, and I fell a lot coz it was quite dark. I could hear people panicking and running around and somewhere in periphery I could see the creature roaring, belching enormous fire and making people shout more. The place was near some Indian spiritual and holy area. I don't remember the name. However, what I remember after waking up was lots of body pain, fatigue as if I had ran a marathon whole night and swellings around my eyes owing to the lack of any sound sleep. 
I think, now I can easily blame the stupid TV shows that come at night, and to my stupider self for watching those hopeless TV programs, just before going to sleep. Atleast, such kind of behavior should not be expected from my "enlightened" self, when I very well know about the whole business of this subconscious programing, etc.

Nevertheless, such dreams make me think about the possibilities of human imagination. Obviously, the dream I mentioned above was nothing sort of "creative" or different in any ways. Still, they can tell about the power and destructive potential that hits at the core of our being. We are confronted by a sense of angst or loss from these unknown dangers through these creatures. These fantacy creatures can be good too (instead of being monsters all the time). I remember once seeing a combination of our pet parrot and a rabbit, creating a whole new specie of another mythological creature. I loved cuddling and playing with it, which I called "Toggy"(may be). I may paint it sometime soon. 
A Man Eats around 54 Hot-dogs in just 10 Minutes

A Man Eats around 54 Hot-dogs in just 10 Minutes


According to the latest news, a 26-year-old man at New York ate about 54 hot dogs in just 10 minutes to win a popular annual eating competition.

It was the fourth consecutive win at Nathan's Famous Hot Dog Eating Contest for Joey "Jaws" Chestnut from California. He consumed nine hot dogs ahead of his closest competitor.

Chestnut claimed the blazing heat - it was 34.4 Celsius - hampered his hot-dog-eating ability. Along with winning the prized mustard yellow belt, he also won $30,000. Last year, he set a world record after wolfing down 68 hot dogs.

Nathan's July 4 contest, which takes place on Coney Island, has been held every year since 1916 - except in 1941 when it was canceled to protest the war in Europe, and in 1971 when it was canceled to protest civil unrest.

About 20 participants stand side by side along a nine-meter table, as trays laden with hot dogs are brought to them. Cheered on by hundreds of supporters, they stuff their faces with bread and sausage, stopping only to breathe and take a sip of water.

So, How many can you eat? ;-)

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