Contd from PART 1
~FlashForward 2019~
“How do we move these to achmed’istan Oil ??” I asked a local opium farmer.
He looked at us, the beige jumpsuits we wore, it was a contrast to the blistering ACHMED heat treated arid land, perplexed and by now a bit unsettled, he summoned his gun totting henchmen. 7 of them. Mood of alarm had set in, they pointed semi-automatic Uzi’s at us and spoke rapid achmed’ani dialect. Bob translated it for me between his ciggi puffs, he had learnt the dialect or say quite a few local languages along with lotsa killer Krav Maga moves during his stint as Presaleman, a front obviously. He was this operation’s Translator.
Henchman: !@!@!@ *STARES*
Me: wha’s he saying ?
Bob: He’s asking me to put this ciggi down.
Me: Then why the fuck are u not?
Bob: Cos I don give a fuck bob !
Me: Say we just need directions. And put the fucking ciggi out.
Bob: !@@!!@@
Henchman: !@!@!@ *STARES*
Bob: Says he’ll shoot me if I don’t drop it till he counts to three.
Me: drop it, will u?
Bob: “Ah! fuck it.” He said and put his light out.
Bob to Henchman : “!@!@#@#@#!@##”
One of the frail looking henchman is instructed by, who seemed like, their boss. He slings his uzi to the side on his shoulder, lets it hang there and walks towards me.
Henchman to Bob: “@#$##$*(&*(&*(&”
Me: Wha’s happening?
Bob: “Don move or he’ll blow both to bits. That prick is gonna check ur jumpsuit’s pocket. I asked him to.” he said with a smile in the last sentence, smile, so did I, cos wha lay in our pockets will rattle their spine.
~FlashBack 2011~
“Fab left C Kompany to a SERIOUS one, VRN went back to karama, and Nandu became a sailor, I became a presaleman and you went to CHI" Said bob leading me down from the unlit server room on a spiral stairs, we must have passed 5 floors already I said to myself,
"What’s the connection?” he asked.
“Nothing” I replied.
“C Kompany- Shetty!!! each one of us was moved strategically or made to stay as per one’s level of involvement reqd for the operation” he said with a annoyed expression, which was directed at my cluelessness.
“What Operation?? ‘Level of Involvement’ in what??” I asked.
“THIS” he replied and flicked the switch on.
The sudden brightness, of what seemed like a dozen high power flood lights, blinded me for a minute but when my eyes adjusted to the light I saw a room full , tens if not hundreds, of what once were the Overhead AC ducts that had filled the now multicolor renovated Bldg 1 with it's newly acquired asbestos. I looked at it and looked back at bob. Wide eyed and confused.
Continued in PART 3.......
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Operation Chi-Bang: Part 1
Wire dated Mar-10-2011 :
Chi -to- Bang
Subject: GOLD MEDAL??
Bob,
Off all the ppl who matter only u & me are left in C Kompany from our batch. Su left yesterday… Where do we apply for a medal in KMS??
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Reply Wire dated Mar-11-2011:
Bang-to-Chi
Subject: RE: GOLD MEDAL??
I had just returned from CHI, jetlag and profusely sweating in BANG, thanks to the inhumane cold conditions that my body had taken to there. I called bob and asked him to drop by later that evening at my place, but his reply, the tone and the words he uttered, he said “come to office @ 11:45pm sharp. I’ll wait for u in ccd our usual table, come by walk and keep ur cell in SILENT mode” and he dropped the call. All this brought a strange feeling of doubt and awkwardness in me but I attributed it to my Jet lag.
Chi -to- Bang
Subject: GOLD MEDAL??
Bob,
Off all the ppl who matter only u & me are left in C Kompany from our batch. Su left yesterday… Where do we apply for a medal in KMS??
-----------------------------------------------------
Reply Wire dated Mar-11-2011:
Bang-to-Chi
Subject: RE: GOLD MEDAL??
Gold medal rakhein hain khate...unhe bolein 5 saal complete hone pe secret mission pe bhejenge..wahan jaake puzzle solve kiye toh gold..
Translates to: "Apparenly Gold medals are waiting for us... They said after completing 5 years they'd be sending us on a secret misson.. If we go there and solve the puzzle then GOLD it is.."
~Circa 2020 ~
Now back @ home, looking at this mail which, back then, i so childishly dismissed as just another rant from BOB. This is where it all began March 11 2011, what I forgot to consider back then was that with bob now in Presales he had much more info than what i blvd him to have. In all those unassuming banter we so often had after his so said TRANSFER, I never caught his clues, but now when I look back it all makes sense. C kompany, Bob, my Lucky break, The red satin ribbon around my neck right now and the big gold medal which it’s there to hold-everything makes perfect sense now.
The set pieces as they are:
~ Flashback 2007~
Translates to: "Apparenly Gold medals are waiting for us... They said after completing 5 years they'd be sending us on a secret misson.. If we go there and solve the puzzle then GOLD it is.."
~Circa 2020 ~
Now back @ home, looking at this mail which, back then, i so childishly dismissed as just another rant from BOB. This is where it all began March 11 2011, what I forgot to consider back then was that with bob now in Presales he had much more info than what i blvd him to have. In all those unassuming banter we so often had after his so said TRANSFER, I never caught his clues, but now when I look back it all makes sense. C kompany, Bob, my Lucky break, The red satin ribbon around my neck right now and the big gold medal which it’s there to hold-everything makes perfect sense now.
The set pieces as they are:
~ Flashback 2007~
C Kompany:
Set in an unassuming surrounding, it could have very well been mistaken for a gdown than any workplace back then. It brought in a wide assortment of ppl, from dumb to super dumb to the street smart to the smart asses of out generation. None knew why they joined this joint. None knew why they stuck on to it for as long as they did. None know why they still are there and wha’s holding them back from moving. All these doubts were diligently answered with a single lazy conclusion: FATE. But the men upstairs had much more on their minds for how our fate would be decided by the mechanics of their fingertips. It was tough, barbaric, but nevertheless we both made it, and the gold medal stands as a proof to that.
~Flashfoward 2011~
Set in an unassuming surrounding, it could have very well been mistaken for a gdown than any workplace back then. It brought in a wide assortment of ppl, from dumb to super dumb to the street smart to the smart asses of out generation. None knew why they joined this joint. None knew why they stuck on to it for as long as they did. None know why they still are there and wha’s holding them back from moving. All these doubts were diligently answered with a single lazy conclusion: FATE. But the men upstairs had much more on their minds for how our fate would be decided by the mechanics of their fingertips. It was tough, barbaric, but nevertheless we both made it, and the gold medal stands as a proof to that.
~Flashfoward 2011~
I had just returned from CHI, jetlag and profusely sweating in BANG, thanks to the inhumane cold conditions that my body had taken to there. I called bob and asked him to drop by later that evening at my place, but his reply, the tone and the words he uttered, he said “come to office @ 11:45pm sharp. I’ll wait for u in ccd our usual table, come by walk and keep ur cell in SILENT mode” and he dropped the call. All this brought a strange feeling of doubt and awkwardness in me but I attributed it to my Jet lag.
As instructed I reached ccd a minute early @ 11:44. He was seated @ our table, smoking a Kings ultra milds, we hugged and he straight away put out his ciggi (very unusual of him) and gestured me to follow him. The place looked renovated, colorful and slick, all with asbestos ceilings and bight colored glass panes. For some reason the lights were out, and no guards at the table, Bob lead me with the torch, from wha seemed like a blackberry phone. We went straight to the SERVER ROOM on 2nd floor. Bob paused, looked back at me smiled and swiped his card at the panel outside the server room, all this happened so fast that I had no time to stop him from setting off the admin’s alarm, but to my surprise the door opened with a silent hisss. He walked in and I followed him there, the door shut behind us as we did.
Continued in PART 2......
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Banalities & Absurdities
U never get what u want,
U get something u want, n that something doesn't,
U within reach of a thing, and ur wants change,
Between the wants and dont's what remains is true.
Pretentious glasses have blinded many,
Cosmetic feelings won't last like reality any,
Those serviced and served wud never know the table's turn,
Those whims and demands wud never know to provide when torn.
Find no emotion from a wounded brave,
In memory buried deep he holds lost grave,
To dare is not play in one's backyard with noble to bicker,
To dare is what seems like absurd to lay mind which knows no better.
U get something u want, n that something doesn't,
U within reach of a thing, and ur wants change,
Between the wants and dont's what remains is true.
Pretentious glasses have blinded many,
Cosmetic feelings won't last like reality any,
Those serviced and served wud never know the table's turn,
Those whims and demands wud never know to provide when torn.
Find no emotion from a wounded brave,
In memory buried deep he holds lost grave,
To dare is not play in one's backyard with noble to bicker,
To dare is what seems like absurd to lay mind which knows no better.
Monday, January 17, 2011
The GENIUS within
Genius:
Defn: An exceptional natural capacity of intellect, especially as shown in creative and original work in science, art, music.
This, my friends is a screwed up version of the real meaning of the term Genius. Genius as a real thing is not a person or his exceptional ability to do something. It’s an instance of an external phenomenon that transcends into a being. Now now, bear with me here. I’m not trying to intellectualize some concept but to explain you one which really came across as a revelation to me and I personally blv it be the absolute truth.
In times long ago Genius was considered to be an external phenomenon or rather a spirit that possessed certain individual at certain time and place, which might have been triggered by some thought, or work or environment. Now this idea or thought process, as true as they blvd it to be, did two things very effectively:
1. The individual who was “possessed” the genius was indeed free of any obligation as he was a mere medium rather than the Genius itself. [Imagine a writer or painter not having to worry about facing a writer’s/ Painter’s block.]
2. These said people were free of any adulation and subjected to merely being respected, for the same reasons stated abv.
Ask anyone who writes or paints or does any work of creativity, and more often than not they would agree that, beyond doubt that they are “in the flow” at times, times like when they come up with the most beautiful words to put across their ideas, the finest details in theirs paintings, handle and transform the most delicate notes in music, and seamlessly so. That is the moment when they are possessed by the GENIUS. All of them will tell you that it’s not them who choose the time and place and frame of mind to be creative but it’s this certain “something” that shows up unannounced and makes you go into that mode. If that moment is past you then that piece of creativity is lost on you. You cannot conceptualize or think of an idea when u are possessed by it and work on it at a later point in time. Nope Nope. The genius would have left you by then. Taking that piece of creativity with it, to find another body to transcend into and make that it’s medium.
As among most of the other things, it seems like the GENIUS has it’s favourites and it chooses to be more kind on SOME than it is on others, that or these SOME individuals have found a secret way to invoke the genius that others are yet to figure. Nevertheless, the so called Genius, i blv, transcends into each one of us, may be in different capacities, in ways that you may not take notice, but it does. What you make of it, or rather how much or little, is solely left to what the Genius has to offer to you or what u can personally make of it.
Defn: An exceptional natural capacity of intellect, especially as shown in creative and original work in science, art, music.
This, my friends is a screwed up version of the real meaning of the term Genius. Genius as a real thing is not a person or his exceptional ability to do something. It’s an instance of an external phenomenon that transcends into a being. Now now, bear with me here. I’m not trying to intellectualize some concept but to explain you one which really came across as a revelation to me and I personally blv it be the absolute truth.
In times long ago Genius was considered to be an external phenomenon or rather a spirit that possessed certain individual at certain time and place, which might have been triggered by some thought, or work or environment. Now this idea or thought process, as true as they blvd it to be, did two things very effectively:
1. The individual who was “possessed” the genius was indeed free of any obligation as he was a mere medium rather than the Genius itself. [Imagine a writer or painter not having to worry about facing a writer’s/ Painter’s block.]
2. These said people were free of any adulation and subjected to merely being respected, for the same reasons stated abv.
Ask anyone who writes or paints or does any work of creativity, and more often than not they would agree that, beyond doubt that they are “in the flow” at times, times like when they come up with the most beautiful words to put across their ideas, the finest details in theirs paintings, handle and transform the most delicate notes in music, and seamlessly so. That is the moment when they are possessed by the GENIUS. All of them will tell you that it’s not them who choose the time and place and frame of mind to be creative but it’s this certain “something” that shows up unannounced and makes you go into that mode. If that moment is past you then that piece of creativity is lost on you. You cannot conceptualize or think of an idea when u are possessed by it and work on it at a later point in time. Nope Nope. The genius would have left you by then. Taking that piece of creativity with it, to find another body to transcend into and make that it’s medium.
As among most of the other things, it seems like the GENIUS has it’s favourites and it chooses to be more kind on SOME than it is on others, that or these SOME individuals have found a secret way to invoke the genius that others are yet to figure. Nevertheless, the so called Genius, i blv, transcends into each one of us, may be in different capacities, in ways that you may not take notice, but it does. What you make of it, or rather how much or little, is solely left to what the Genius has to offer to you or what u can personally make of it.
Friday, December 31, 2010
Twozeroonezero
The year that was.. Started off in the backwaters of Kerala, wrapping it up in the windy city of Chicago!!! Whattay Yr !!
2010 had it's ups n downs but more good than bad..
~ The Low ~
A beautiful reln which was dismantled 3 months into the year that ran for as many number of years. Sad and regretful on many counts i may be but still would stand by that we did, twas the right thing. It was the right step. I would take the good things from that reln. Treasure them. March 10. This was the lowest point in 2010.
~ The High ~
Kick boxing got kickd in the butt, career took over, or sorts. Met some ppl der. New ppl. Funny Ppl. Interesting ppl. Met wid an Interesting person with a sick, lying, backstabbing habit too. That's a first for me, All that rolled into one! Well atleast something extremely wonderful came off that person. Got to know a spl someone, as much as i can rant abt the former bein a Bitch, i'm thankful for meeting and knowing the latter which wud not have happened without me meeting the former. The ups n downs and outright complications with this spl someone was well nothing short of amazing :) .. And the 4th of Oct.. Well was the highest point of 2010.
~ Everything in between ~
FRIENDS:
Well this department rocked big-mofokin-time. My roomies, Ah my roomies, they got to have a mention first. What times what days, from shivnilaya with Mava.. adding pattan and moving into PINK HOUSE, the dingy ol Pink House with it's water probs (SPL thanks to battery and his roomies :D).. Suri moving in with us for some days and his CSK love story :D :D ... him getting thru on NMIMS.. The RCB vs MI match... Finlandia .. My bike stolen (and recently found SPL thanks to Bangalore police).. And the last but definitely least (Not a typo) ASHOK BHAKSHI moving in with us and We picking our most prestigious abode till date the plush #649.. Looks like my love for koramangala would never die.. Ashok's bday in 649 was a super day.. Divya's gift THE BUBBLE GUN is still the most valuable possesion in the house.. Chikku's entry and LNU guest appearances all made a gr8 year.. Rout makeup was an yr end bonus so an old frnd turned to not-a-friend turned back to friend... whattay waste on 2 good yrs that cud have been.. we made up in what can be termed as the most feeble, eager on both sides make up and have rocked big time for whatever time v cud find in blore.. Awesome hangouts .. :)
Mridu (Above all ur my dude and i'm ur Soul Sis No.2 , nothing can change that :P )
Suri (Bombay and pineapple Awesome experience brother )
Appu (U have been a sweetheart all thru, some super good times in bombay)
Pooja (Thanks for being der)
BOB (some good sessions v had many more to go! And the "usb HDD" incident for DEXTER : - “CLASSIC” )
Pravita (Good days, GMAT and otherwise :) )
Kurup ( Awesome times dude.. Pineapple year for u this one :) )
Mani (A patient lady, Gracious yet patient, and for putting up with the FB fiasco :P )
Shiva (As always our intellect talks of virtual nothings are a treat, as they have been since college)
Su ( Smile )
Arun ( The missing link for most part of the yr! Work hard and remember Liverpool sucks :P )
WORK n STUDY n MOVIES:
On work front, well this can be counted as the most fruitful in terms of progress. Some crazy days, crappy days and Super good days. C Company is still doin good for me… A maiden TRY to get back to books was screwed by the RESCHEDULE(s).. My obsession with Movies and Series are as healthy as they were last year. Watching PHOONK 2 on the big screen was the most enjoyable experience company wise :) ..
All said and done now waiting for 2011 ... eager to see what this one's got in store!
2010 had it's ups n downs but more good than bad..
~ The Low ~
A beautiful reln which was dismantled 3 months into the year that ran for as many number of years. Sad and regretful on many counts i may be but still would stand by that we did, twas the right thing. It was the right step. I would take the good things from that reln. Treasure them. March 10. This was the lowest point in 2010.
~ The High ~
Kick boxing got kickd in the butt, career took over, or sorts. Met some ppl der. New ppl. Funny Ppl. Interesting ppl. Met wid an Interesting person with a sick, lying, backstabbing habit too. That's a first for me, All that rolled into one! Well atleast something extremely wonderful came off that person. Got to know a spl someone, as much as i can rant abt the former bein a Bitch, i'm thankful for meeting and knowing the latter which wud not have happened without me meeting the former. The ups n downs and outright complications with this spl someone was well nothing short of amazing :) .. And the 4th of Oct.. Well was the highest point of 2010.
~ Everything in between ~
FRIENDS:
Well this department rocked big-mofokin-time. My roomies, Ah my roomies, they got to have a mention first. What times what days, from shivnilaya with Mava.. adding pattan and moving into PINK HOUSE, the dingy ol Pink House with it's water probs (SPL thanks to battery and his roomies :D).. Suri moving in with us for some days and his CSK love story :D :D ... him getting thru on NMIMS.. The RCB vs MI match... Finlandia .. My bike stolen (and recently found SPL thanks to Bangalore police).. And the last but definitely least (Not a typo) ASHOK BHAKSHI moving in with us and We picking our most prestigious abode till date the plush #649.. Looks like my love for koramangala would never die.. Ashok's bday in 649 was a super day.. Divya's gift THE BUBBLE GUN is still the most valuable possesion in the house.. Chikku's entry and LNU guest appearances all made a gr8 year.. Rout makeup was an yr end bonus so an old frnd turned to not-a-friend turned back to friend... whattay waste on 2 good yrs that cud have been.. we made up in what can be termed as the most feeble, eager on both sides make up and have rocked big time for whatever time v cud find in blore.. Awesome hangouts .. :)
Mridu (Above all ur my dude and i'm ur Soul Sis No.2 , nothing can change that :P )
Suri (Bombay and pineapple Awesome experience brother )
Appu (U have been a sweetheart all thru, some super good times in bombay)
Pooja (Thanks for being der)
BOB (some good sessions v had many more to go! And the "usb HDD" incident for DEXTER : - “CLASSIC” )
Pravita (Good days, GMAT and otherwise :) )
Kurup ( Awesome times dude.. Pineapple year for u this one :) )
Mani (A patient lady, Gracious yet patient, and for putting up with the FB fiasco :P )
Shiva (As always our intellect talks of virtual nothings are a treat, as they have been since college)
Su ( Smile )
Arun ( The missing link for most part of the yr! Work hard and remember Liverpool sucks :P )
WORK n STUDY n MOVIES:
On work front, well this can be counted as the most fruitful in terms of progress. Some crazy days, crappy days and Super good days. C Company is still doin good for me… A maiden TRY to get back to books was screwed by the RESCHEDULE(s).. My obsession with Movies and Series are as healthy as they were last year. Watching PHOONK 2 on the big screen was the most enjoyable experience company wise :) ..
All said and done now waiting for 2011 ... eager to see what this one's got in store!
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