For the love of my daughter

September 22, 2012 Leave a comment

When you want to get wet
In the rain,
When pleading everybody
Will be in vain,

I ought to be there

To hold your hand
nod my head
and say
“Go ahead my kid”.

Cockroach or lizard,
Even for your false cries
To push them aside
And see your smiles.

I should be there.

When there is water
on the road
I need to give you
a hand lift
To jump that rift.

When you fail in future
Never should you think
Nobody’s there

And for that
As a father

I need to be there.

A degree or diploma ?
When you are confused

To help you think
and to get that money
Before even you can wink,

I must be there.

To get wed and
See you begin
A life of your own

Appa should be there

To kiss your forehead

And bless you

To keep your kid,
feed them food
take them to the park and
bed time stories

Forget it,
Those are
my responsibilities.

I want to be there

My dear daughter
On all walks of your life,

And that is why sweet heart
I don’t drink and smoke.



September 2, 2012 Leave a comment

A day will come,
The dawn of my own

Until then I try,
For a seed is already sown.

In this sea of career race
We are more or less in the same pace.

The one who is by accident,
never knows why he is here,

The other who wants money
More and more.

Never for sure,
They want to know,
Where they will be tomorrow.

Amidst them I stand
Listening to my own sound.

Drawn not by the materialistic things
How do I fly with clipped wings?

Lord, you made a mistake.

You should have soared me high
Or spared my belief
And let me cry.

With thoughts so loud
Shouldn’t I know what I could?

Serendipity and cognitive dissonance
Many think them nonsense.

Branding and marketing,
Training and ecommerce,
What are all these?

I ached to be a part of them
As, I identified myself as a gem.

They all stood @ ease
And pushed me outside the crease.

I keep my dreams close to my heart
For, there are people out there,
Ready to hurt.

I am trying my hard
To stay out of this crowd.

A day will come,
The dawn of my own

Until then I try,
For a seed is already sown.

IATNext virus

August 20, 2012 Leave a comment

Irrespective of the industry, location and the company, there is an invisible virus which kills productivity. We name it the IATnext virus, (I am the next virus). Surprisingly, this virus exhaust’s the performance of the top class performers only!


There are various types of feeds that normally nourishes this virus and those are 1.Supervisor and above

2. Subordinates

3. Peers.


 When an employee achieves or over achieves his expectations, his supervisor appreciates himself for have selected and groomed him to do so. The moment he is happy inside, beyond his control, flows his commitment to the subordinate. This would typically appear as “there is lot of scope for growth and you will be part of it very soon”, “Improve yourself in so and so and prove us that you are worth escalated”.


Until this moment the employee is happy about his performance and has never or least have given a thought about occupying his boss’s seat. Now that the seed is sown, days are painful afterwards. His expectations grow wild by his subordinates. By this time his subordinates have got the guts to compare him with his peers and praise how good he is. Undoubtedly, the employee is happy inside, hearing this.


The new or under performing employees tend to be advised by the supervisor to keep the performer as a bench mark. By now the employee is famous either by winning performance schemes and accolades. His peers tend to create a self pity and this comes out when they meet the performer like “hey boss’s pet how is life?”, “you definitely deserve a promotion man”, “if not you who else?”


Thus creating an illusionary escalation, the employee behaves as is he is. Tending to act responsible is one of the symptoms.


The virus is good only for a very less time. Break even point is, when the employee completes the next appraisal and is sure he is not offered what he has been expecting over an year now. The deadly effect of the virus begins. It replaces hard work by resistance, responsibility by negligence, creativity by laziness. This generally leads to the employee either quitting the organisation or being offered the expected growth.


Better expect the latter.




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Salman rushdie – right to speech

January 24, 2012 Leave a comment

Salman Rushdie is denied entry even via video conferencing. We boast that we are the largest democratic country in the world.But, Right to speech is denied just for political reasons.

Hindu’s, Muslim’s whatever be the religion be, right to talk is part of our country’s vein. You can write, draw a picture, comment even about our prime minister. Alas, when few cruel people didn’t want Rushdie to come in to India, we have unitedly closed the doors for the Booker prize winner.

I am not for or against any religion, I am boldly against the denial of Right to information, right to speech. Let us talk, let us write straight from the heart.

Stop online piracy act SOPA and her sister Protect IP act

January 24, 2012 Leave a comment

Thanks to Rep. Lamar Smith, whose brain child are SOPA and PIPA. Imagine a world without You tube, Facebook, orkut or google, a search engine for that matter.

When the world has surpassed the Free trade Agreement physically. Some one from the west cries out loud about the electronic piracy and IP rights. Wiki and few other websites shutdown their systems for a while and there isn’t a data to monitor the effect. But I believe there would be millions who have been denied information rights on that day.

If at all wikipedia has positioned itself as a paid website where you only get information at a cost? If every search costs you 50 paise in google? They have made information free of cost and monitoring them is like offering a binocular to a man who sits in a space craft.

Indian government also came down heavily on google saying that its web pages lead to content which are non permissible. I dont buy all these points. When it comes to internet, good, bad, worse- we have it all.

Preventing piracy and electronic IP isn’t gonna happen, but if these laws are implemented there would be denial of information and we all will be forced back to the stone age.

My grandma said “when You are completely wet, why the hell do You need an umbrella”.

I believe it too, when You know You cant stop it, why don’t You just enjoy and have fun Mr.Rep. Lamar Smith?

Yelagiri- a getaway

January 17, 2012 Leave a comment

Thanks to my generous boss, I left office by 11.30 a.m on 14-Jan. 10 minutes I reached home to find all three of them at the doors awaiting my arrival. Bike keys turned car keys and I was there on the roads. Trip to Yelagiri. Even I was a bit excited this time. I accelerated past my office worrying what my numbers would end up today. Only in sales You will have these day(night)mares.

Pammal to poonamalle drive was driving me crazy with roller coaster roads.My gals were yawning and letting themselves slip to a doze. My initial plans to take lunch in poonamalle was revised, hearing the back seat snores. I lost all the little excitement crossing poonamalle. Man, for this kinda traffic You should have an overbridge there.

I checked google maps if I was right on track, but my mobile refused to get connected saying that there isn’t a connection at all. I dialed airtel Cus care to know that it will not work for the next 4 hours. I bothered to tell her what is the purpose? I would have reached yelagiri and had a cup of tea or a beer for that matter.

An hour’s drive and I wanted a petrol bunk and a motel together, so that I need not park twice. Oops ! . I somehow convinced myself finding a hotel near a bunk. Gotcha, I fed my santro full tank and checked her legs for air. Woodlands was the hotel name and their exteriors were bigger than the hotel itself. My wife was upset when the waiter said “only meals sir”. Somehow she convinced him to bring chappathis and as usual I preferred full meals. I am sure Swallowed is not what I did. I was washing my hands, still confused which one I ate was sambar and which one was rasam.

It was usual to pay tolls, but was unusual to find dents here and there even in the tolled highway. But for that, accelerating at 130 – 140 km is something every driver will enjoy and so did I. After crossing Vaniyambadi, sign board asked us to deviate from highways to a road which should be between a single and a double road. A bus and a car fill definitely fill the road.

A Tea / coffee shop was inviting for me. Parked there for a while and filled my darling’s tummies with boost, tea and a pack of biscuit. Tea shop owner said “7 kms from there and 14kms uphill You will reach Yelagiri”. We hit the roads discussing that how big a hill was Ooty ( we lived there for 2.5 years) compared to yelagiri. Was surprised to see modern pillows being sold on the sides of the roads, say some 6 – 7 shops.

My daughter was wondering which one of the visible hills was Yelagiri. I was a lot confused on how to explain her all of them are. My wife started praying Gods not to vomit and as usual began counting ‘one crossed’ on the first hairpin bend. 14 bends and Govt have named them with 14 erstwhile poets, 2 of them whom I haven’t heard about. This is also a 1.5 kinda road but with very less traffic. Unlike coonoor the roads were well fenced and were clearly visible.

We jumped of at a spot where we can park our car and took some time to take snaps. Think there are only two or three places where we can park over. Bikers never mind. “Monkeys, Monkeys” yelled both of my kids reminding of the same words I used to yell and some time back was yelled at. I repeated to myself “Mr.Bala, the manager please get down here and catch a bus back to Chennai, Bala the husband and the father please drive uphill”. I was crossing the board sign ‘welcome to yelagiri – State Bank of India’. Bang hit something on my brain, “OMG there is only one ATM in the hill and crowded days there is a biigggggggg queue, to add turmoil to that my hotel is against plastic cards”. I was driving towards my ATM, while pondering alternate ways like fund transferring to the hotels account in a browsing centre and kinda stuff.

ALAS ! SBI ATM, didn’t carry a ‘machine broke down / No cash’ board, zoom went I and filled my wallet with few thousands. I have never filled so much cash for a long while, long live plastic cards. I thought I would break few cards if I sit with the bulgy wallet, hence took the even more risky option ‘handover the wallet to my wife’.

Just when we crossed the main doors of hotel landmark, “kids park ! kids park ! shouted my elder one“, I wonder how kids are able to see what they want however smaller, however farther they are. Check-in formalities were over in a minute or two. French fries for both of them, coffee and tea for us. Kids area is where the whole evening was spent. “Another 2 years and I need not escort our second kid too”, I convinced my wife.

We preferred room order for the buffet. Just when we were about to go to bed, they ran an open theatre here with a warming campfire. Climate was against my expectation, so cool. My daughter asked if we can go to theatre and enjoy the movie. I said “why not, we will have fun”. When the campfire started hovering, we moved to our rooms leaving the movie half way. Who minds that anyway?

Morning, began in the children’s park again. Buffet breakfast, we let idli’s, dosa’s, pongal, vada and a cup of tea pour in. Being a pongal day, home minister preferred Murugan temple for boat house. The small hill was just about 100 metres near our hotel. We said hi to Murugan and his brother to begin the day with.

Boat house- post following all the ritual queue formalities we hired a row boat for 10 minutes. I don’t hire a boat more than that because in 10 minutes you get bored and the rest of the time people will make their boat stall in the water not knowing what to do.

Fish fry 20 rupees, Archu said “Good fish”, “good or bad buy it” I said after checking the cleanliness part. Park inside the boat house was not much different from the Hotel’s. But they played another 30 minutes there. Lunch time. We took a decent road side hotel to complete that formality. What is good about Yelagiri is that you travel just a km or two to see spots.

My second daughter’s time to sleep, but she refused to and cried. We drove back to the hotel and all three slept for 2 hours. Thought, yesterday’s late night sleep might be the reason behind. We started by four to the nature park. Archu and I would have been wet in the artificial falls if at all we were there before 2 hours. Green grass, we let them rock and roll. Me and Sumi, had some time to chat.

We settled down for curd rice, which was so good the previous night and considering that we have taken enough of the living things day in and out. Late night campfire accompanied by Vettaikaran. Good day too. Climate was so chill, that I enjoyed roaming on the lawns.

“Appa, why don’t we take a home here and join a school here itself?, should we really go tomorrow?” I expected that, the next day and started briefing her why that is not possible. 8.30 was the time we were awake. Post breakfast, we waved goodbye to Yelagiri and zoom started my car towards Chennai. I even, was not in a mood to leave this climate, but all that was convincing was that the next day was a holiday.

My wife and daughter said they were so happy and relaxed and wanna make a trip again in term holidays. I touched my wallet to find that it was very lean and compact now. ALL IS SO WELL.

IIT sperm donor wanted….???

January 12, 2012 Leave a comment

This world is going crazy… TOI today had a news that a couple had advertised seeking a sperm donor. But that was not the unusual story that I was taken aback. Conditions – “Ideal candidate should be IIT student, healthy, no bad habits, tall and fair”.

Are they trying to make a baby or manufacture a machine? and only god knows why an IIT’an. Think better the degree the guy has the better will they pay them.I was wondering if Scientists / engineers / doctors who will get better rates.

Instead of manufacturing, I would advice the couple to go an IIT and conduct an interview and hire the best one, to work as their prestigious son.

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