Move on :)

My struggle to create one more piece of article continued, when I finally opened my laptop to jot down some new thoughts I got while driving today.

Bangalore and its traffic, unending "rona-dhona". No decent roads, and traffic problem is like huge buffalo sitting on our head. I lose most of my time during the day traveling. Fellow commuters are selfish like me and all are in hurry. I some times find them friendly and some times impossible and inhumane.

Leave all that behind, my topic is totally different today. While driving I was totally lost in my own thoughts, I was 50% focused on my driving and direction, but my mind floated else where. Where? Hmm the mirror.

Where am I going?

 Why am I so fast?

 Am I running from some one or something?

Or , am I running towards something?

Or, am I running for something.

Why this speed?
Will slowing down hurt?
Are the others thinking the same thing?

A guy sighed at my gradually slowed speed, and honked at me. Peeeeeeeppp n I was back to reality.

Am I into the competition, and  is everyone's destination same?

Looking at all these questions I feel, numb.

Some of us are running away from something,   and some of the lucky ones are running towards something. A goal, a desire.

It’s the purpose of the journey that’s important. It’s the inner zeal. Now, how enthusiastic we are towards it is what matters.

And that’s when I accelerated , zooooommmmm and moved on :) 

8 things being in IT field has taught us

1. Make friends : making friends at work place makes you a happy person. Its the place where you spend half of your day at. There's no fun otherwise.

2. Patience : of course learning to deal with people has taught us what not. Right from controlling our anger or stopping ourselves from punching others into faces to hard time at work  place for pending leave approvals , terrible teammates, less/no hike. Everything has got to do with having patience. If you know how to have one you are almost there.

3. People management : yes, you meet different people. And people with different flavours. Stingy, fun loving, serious kind, movies planners, angry ones, stupid ones, technically strong ones, problem Creators , foodies, the competition buffs . There's no end to the list.. The knack is to learn to deal with each of them.
 4. Being shameless : Yes, you get hungry, and you hop on to someones tiffin like its yours. Sweet @ desk , and it does not mean just 1 piece. Team lunch , and you eat like you don't get to eat the other normal days.

And bday cakes, they vanish like superman.

5.Sleeping anywhere: Major number of people travel a long distance to office, and specially in metro cities. Your learn to sleep anywhere, any time. "Chalo thoda time hai, soo lun". LOL.

6.Fridays: Learning True meaning of Friday. Fridays are fun. You wait for friday right from monday. They are so special, you treat yourself with some special treat on this day, or if not that, you plan to leave early/ travel. Fridays are fridays :) 

7.And then Tea: weather you drink tea or not, you take a tea break. They are essential and your day is filled with many of them. Your tea buddies are important, and one cannot deny if any of them invites,"Haan yar chal, Lekin panch minute me wapis ayenge."[comes back after 30mins].

8. Trying to be healthy: Yes, admit it.[Not freshers] You are worried of your increasing weight, dark circles, hair loss, eyes , back pain. You try to make changes in routine every now and then. Gym, control over food, yoga, jogging blah blah...and LOL. You try to do it. and keep trying.and suddenly Team lunch is announced.

hehe.... please comment with you experiences too.... or if you want to criticize, on any point, You are a team lead or above. :P

Dear best friend

I suddenly started to write about you, not sure why. But i am very clear about the contents.

I am thankful to have met you.
Yes you are unbearable at times and i accept you.
Yes you are there for me at any point of time. distance doesnot matter.
Yes you know even the minutest  thing that has happend to me.
Yes at times you do not even have a clue of whts going on with me, but thats ok, we'll have sync up sessions soon.
Yes i am super happy with your achievements.
Yes your thinking and approach totally inspires me.
Yes the G-Talks , they satisfy me.
Yes, You are dumb at times,
And unbelievable too,
Your fashion statement is my book of reference,
And those tips and tricks you give, luv them,
And at times when i am mad at you, and you let me breath and get back to you,
Yes, i love that space,
And yes, when you listen to me(tears in my eyes),
And when i call you up saying "I quit", aww your "Pagal hai kya?"
And the kind of critic you are,A BITCH
And when i need medical advice :P
and the times you pamper me with shopping,
Yes you have crooked tooth with a flat nose and a hot head,
but  you are my bestie :P :)

I ,Me and My silliness..

I love talking to people. What i love is to explore different kinds of people.

It interests me.I am very observant. And what i notice is ,their approach to problems,  their needy greedy life's struggles, and their dreams, aspirations,and like what makes them happy.

Back of my mind, i go out of reach. I am looking for what i am going to be? I interact with people to know them is actually to know what i am doing is right? I interact to feel the connect. And any day, if i don get a good company, it scares me.

I am not scared , but, if i don't have company, i become less curious, and my thoughts almost kill me.
What am i? Why do i waste all my day if i get a bad thought in the morning. Or why do i depend on others appreciation. Is it that i am totally dependent on others? or is it that i am just too weak.

Listing out different kinds of people :

• The Over enthusiast's: I love to be around enthusiastic people. Like, a basic Positive person could be less complaining, or positive in nature. some one with good habits and interesting pastimes. I observe such people for their Zeal, and try to pick their flavor.

• The Self-involved:Thinking on how involved one could get , or for that matter self-involved, What could the persons ultimate goal be? just be self involved and achieve nothing. Does it make them contented or give self confidence. Or do they just do not care of the world outside. I mean, don't they need enough friends or family. What do they do when they want to cry out loud? I hate these types.

• The Sadists:For the sadists in my life, i love to observe what could possibly make them sad? Even a silliest reason would ruin their day. Bet you such people are contagious. And i take it as a challenge to deal with such people . The best part about being sadists is , it makes me feel Happy :) i mean Happier.

• The boring ones:OMG , i mean these are the people who do exactly same thing , as if they have been put on the loop, or and are run the same script daily. Get up , Do same things and repeat. i am usually amused to see such people.they are unbelievably doing same thing .

• The Critics: These are filled with negativity. Any thing and everything you talk, be , convey, they have negative comment on it...And if you start talking negative about anything, they have to be on the positive end . Just the opposite side of you. Grr .. the annoying ones.

•  The Artists: The creative heads are awesome people. They are motivating, and they always know when to do what. I just love their thought process, the  whole motto of their lives is to inspire, create ,live and be happy. These are hardworking and live with content.

• The Hot heads: Anything you utter could make them angry. You sit in your spot and that would make them angry, You be a sweetest person on the earth n still these people will be Super angry. Don't be sorry, nothing can make them normal, Once a hot head always a hot head. Ignore them.
• The curious ones: I love them too, They , with their cute lil eyes, keep wondering how things work, why is something not working, Why is a particular rule applied n blah blah. Their whys, hows n where's and whens never end. Although some times annoying, I prefer these kind of people over many other category of people.

There are 100 other category of people i am yet to meet and script about, While i keep observing and noting down,  Be generous to drop in a  comment and let me knw how you like/ dislike this post.

Be observant, Keep Smiling :)

Me , myself and my silliness.

The writers manifesto.

I came across a beautiful article today. (here)
"Writer should not write, to be read."

I strongly disagreed.
I freaked out. For me its like, "A boat in the harbor is safe, but that is not what is it meant for. right??"

But its not so. Its not the case  with Writing. The writer Jeff goins is damn true.
Write for yourself,
Your expressions,
Your will,
and your dreams.

Convey your thoughts, crystal clear.

I honestly love to scribble,
I do it for peace.
Frankly, Every writing has a purpose,
Like, Inspiration, Love, anger, to seek attention,to publish and so on.

But, one thing to keep in mind is , to "create" something good.
"Creation" is the base. To write is to create and its an art.
And to have good number of readers is just cherry on the cake.

Writing is a writers task. Because if they weren't writing , they aren't creating anything meaningful. They din't know what to do.

This is the actual process. A process of growing as a writer, discovering one self, and exploring different trends of writing.

Its a process. And today, i must write. I must create, create something beautiful.
And not Care for what the world thinks of you writing. Just write.

And remember , You are not alone.

Love,

Swaty :)

She's Us, She's me.

Smile on her face,

And her bubbly eyes with a gaze,

with all her lil aspirations ,

She pretends to be ready.

Her thoughts fluctuate,

and her dreams shrink,

But she is fine and steady,

Like water in the pond.

She hates it when someone shakes her,

or when she's let down by others.

Her dreams are different and simple.

To live and to shine.

To make supper on time and dine.

To visit places and write about it,

And to make new friends ,

And to Live till Shrine.

She's Us,

She's me.

:)
Swaty

Peace

If We are enough of love, then why is hatred for?

A blossomed flower, and its fragrance,
A home sweet home and a family,
And some bunch of friends,
What else we ask for?

Why are stars so far away?
and why do we have to be in despair,
and why do we have pain?
why isn't love a common language?
and why these wars?

If only we had enough of love,
We'd hardly find time for hatred!

Peace!

--Swaty

Scars..

A scar, that everyone has. And mind you no scar is simple one.
 A scar as deep,  has a story, and a painful one.
 A scar, which makes you a different person.
 A Scar, that has an unwanted  blunder attached.
 A scar, everyone tries to hide, & more from inside.

A scar, that made you strong,
A scar,  even when the pain has lessened ,  its still there,
A scar, that has given you the purpose to live on.
A scar, made by lies, and expectations,
And a scar that takes a long way to heal.

Deep down inside, you still mourn about it,
Feeling insane about the way you dealt with ,
A scar, that's part of every prayer,
too shy to expose,  that emptiness,


A scar , that every one has....

Breaking Free

Breaking tradition , especially in our culture is a very challenging task.
Trying to be unconventional , could turn to be turn to be a sinfull act.

No, really how boring it is to be/do same old crappy thing.
I feel every ones life is a story of assembly line programming.
Take Birth.Go to School. Get into fancy University.Get a highly paid job.
Marriage. Kids. Full Stop.

Hardly one gets time to follow their dream. And one who tries to follow one is
 jusy trying to be "Out of the box".
Ya. One who takes  "that" risk and eventually /luckily gets lucky is just too cool.
And the one who fails is just too "Dumb".

Actually, People today have forgotten the art of appriciating other, but they
strive hard, getting one.
What if, people strive hard to easily "Appricite"  others,  freely, selflessly!!


All of the problem seems to be solved. I am sure there will be less What if's,
 I wish's , and more of " i am happy".

And there will be many , breaking the rules and yet excelling in their own world,
and "living" rightfully.

Doing what others did, is just too boring. Do it your way. Take a chance! :)

To that girl round the corner

So dependent, So mean, and so narrow minded she was, everyone thought.
Her life was so limited, So confined only to what she was comfortable with,
Gleamy eyes, retrospected her wishes and her dreams covered only her shades.

Never ever she believed in others words, Only her colors she wanted around, else she would kill the thoughts and vanish for a week or so, and stay away.

She made very few friends, a completely, self-centric girl. She loved herself more than anything.

I so much wanted to shake her, and wake her up for once. And tell her that, there's a beautiful world outside. That there is something called "Loving others". That , Above her logic, there is reality. And that below her conclusions, there's something called, "her Stupidity".

And the anger that she spills, it actually shows her weakness , yes , it shows weakness.
And after all the success you gain, what are you going to do? Set some more goals? and strive some more???

When will you live then?

Deep down i know you want to have friends too and live a typical life, And somewhere, a smile would make you happy.

Behind those geeky specks, you have dreams to live free.And that you want to be a princess to someone.

I know, all the problem lies with your courage, courage to dream, and to wish, and to expect.
I know you are broken from with in. That not it, what if you've had a bad Start in something, do not stop, you'll be fine. And trust me, Dream On... 

I got a bad dream

After a long day,
i was asleep,
Not caring for what my dream could bring,
who knew, it was going to be a bad dream,

It was dark there,
The darkness had all red in it,
Scary  isn't it?
and no one around.

It was filthy,
and i was lonely.
And i was looking for peace,
More of it within myself.

Insecure, i was locked,
wishing i wasn't alone,
and how i could be a better person,
wishing i never had that dream.

walking down the room,
i found a chair, thought to rest on it,
and it shook me up, like a jolt.
and i was scared.

Wishing i had some one to hold on to,
That i could never worry about anything,
i went into whirlwind and i was lost,
Lost in the pain and worries.

Its just me,
and my scary bad dream
and uncountable "I wish"'s
and loneliness..

Indian by heart

I am an Indian and these make me more . . .

*When the Shampoo bottle seems to be over, I pour some water in it, shake it, and use it for another bath.

*That for me a toothpaste isn't over until I've entirely flattened it out and started rolling it up from the back.

*That I buy broccoli and avocados for 300 Rupees, but still ask for some Dhaniya patta for free.

*That I don't just recycle gifts, I recycle the gift-wrapping paper too.

*Our home has fine bone china crockery which is used only when guests visit.

*That I worry about price of gold without any reason of buying it!

*That I will beat the crap out of my remote to make it work but not change the battery

*I get so disappointed if the pani puri guy doesn't give a free sukha puri in the end when I ask for one.

*That I won't have my breakfast and starve myself if I have been invited for a lunch buffet.

*That when my T-shirt gets old, I use it as night wear, when it gets older, I play holi in it & then I use it as a pochha.

*That I ask for extra oregano and chili flakes from the Dominos guy, so that I can use them later in Maggi.

*Elder brother/sister are preserved for younger siblings

*Even if we need to clean any surface we always ask for "ganda kapda"

- Anonymus

 

Between the miles

Very rare people find a true friend,
I am sure this is not the end,
two different cities,
and two different stories,

You and i , why are we so far?
When we know, we are so comfortable with each other,
when we know its "peace" we share,
or when we know our limits to adhere,
 
Our fights are so meaningful,
and our discussions are so beautiful,
The reminders we give each other are so cute,
and some time its ok when we are mute.

Such a kiddo poem dedicated for you,
As our friendship turns 4,
So much we shared,
and so much yet to evolve.

For the ups and downs of our togetherness,
 here's a message for you,

I look at the glittery stars,
They are so many, and they look so close,
but they are light years apart,
They are made of  burn,
but they can't share the warmth.
In the end they are lonely,
No matter how close you are to your love, 
I see us as close as stars and
But remember, the glitter, charm, warmth,
 and life our friendship has is because of us,
 U and I, 
together, and forever,

Between the miles,
I'll be there for you,
Between the miles,
i know you're there for me.
 
Touch Wood :)

Luv 
- Swa

 
 
 

Broken Poetry

Theres something called broken poetry,

I thought, I hold the flow of words,

But, The words denied to fall today,

And they denied , God knows why.

They are broken in every form,

subtle and Transformed views,

and worn out, My poetry needs a new soul now,

now i know, its sickness.

A long process it seemed,

or a blocked pipeline,

Like i had the void in my mind,

and an unwanted thought floated.

A Ruth, keened inside me,

All the smiles denied, 

Every thought gave me a hard look,

and all the confidence shattered.

Let me unword my feelings.

all my emotions are expelled, 

and my soul is wandering,

In search of a meaning.

-Silly me

I feel like a failed web app

Yeah, Thats true. I feel like my environment varibles are there, but they are not assigned any values.i am blank, i pointless, dont know why i exist.

And those local variables, i don even know why do i need them.I have so many classes and interfaces, but i don't have a link. Whats the point having a class if i cant instantiate it? and those interfaces, they mean so much to me, but they are in protected  mode. Yeah , the scope, it has ruined my life. 

Coming to XML, i dont understand, why, i need to mention my rules there? i mention the rules , and i should only follow them? why? I know, I know, its the deployment descriptor, but okay, whats the big deal? Hold my context path, tell the server i have so and so things . why don't you just do your work. i know you are important, but dont create problems in my life.

To add to it, the firewall, i know you have problem with my relationship with the browser. Okay , you authenticated the user, handled the sensitive data, and also dealt with mmy sessions, but, only when its damn important to me, you will have problems, You verymuch care for me , and i respect you, but gimme some space, Please!

I am thankful to app server and DB server, you handle me very well but, I know i have some responsibilities towards you.

Now, that i have decided i  am going to Constrain inputs , and  Validate data for type, length, format, and range so that i lead a simple life, and if stress persists i am gonna Reject bad inputs.

My heart skips a beat when i have a exception to handle, dude, i too have a life, please Live and let live. Even when everything seems crappy right now, i will deal with it.

Bring it on , i can deal with some more problems, because now i am into responsive, liquid layout rendering, and be it anything, i am going to be alright. :)