Thursday, March 31, 2005

Shayari...

(Exclusively for the Englidh readers who understand Hindi. Others pls excuse...)
One more thing. All but one are borrowed. Which is the odd man out? That's for u to find out.


Garmiyain hasratain nakam se jal jate hai
Hum Charago ki tarah shaam se jal jate hai
Shama jo saath main jalti hai numais ke liye
Us hi aag main hum gumnam se jal jate hai
Jab bhi aata hai tera naam mere naam ke saath
Jane kyon log mere naam se jal jate hain..


Jeena to humne bahot chaha
par jindagi hamare bas main kahan
har koi jise chahe
woh aashiyan use milta kahan


Bulbul bahar-e-chaman main chahakti jaroor hai
Shakhe chaman main lachakti jaroor hai
Choopta nahi nakab main aalam-e-sabab hoozoor ka
Kali khilti hai to mahakti jaroor hai


Mohabbat hum ne mana
Jindagi barbad karti hai
Yeh kya kam hai ke mar jane pe
Duniya yaad karti hai


Tuze chahane fitrat si ho gayi hai
Tere deedar ke bina aakhe num si ho gayi hai
Tere masoon chehre se uthti har hasee ki kasam
Tuze yaad karna aadat si ho gayi hai

Friday, March 25, 2005

Appraisal time...

It is biannual, but may not always be as productive. Sounds like some crop. But it is not. It happens in sept and March for each financial year and it's called PCMS(PERFORMANCE & COMPETENCY MANAGEMENT SYSTEM) or appraisals in layman's terms. It’s a bargain with the appraiser to fetch u the score. Score against the goals you were supposed to perform and the competencies u were supposed to demonstrate. It’s a ritual and I have to follow it. It's as inevitable as me appearing for CAT every year (not always....),controversy over cricket telecast rights in India, Salman taking off his shirt or Mallika showing her skin. All these things demand my attention, except the salman getting naked of course, for one reason or the other.

From financial point of view last few days were tough for me. Nothing like that I was bankrupt or something. But it has a bank involved in it. Bank One.... as JPMorghanChase subsidiary. It all started with me opening a checking account with this bank. No other option as only Bank One allows to open an account without Social security number (SSN). The fat fellow behind the desk goofed up my address. This was where the seeds of my rollercoaster ride with Bank One a/c were sown. I stepped out with a Bank One ATM card valid for a week completely unaware of the plight of my account and my sufferings along. USPS (United States Postal Service) delivered the Bank One debit card at my door steps. I was happy :) Not for long.....

One of those regular weekdays' lunch. Here I was paying for my Chicken sandwich combo at the KFC. The fellow behind the counter gave me the bitter look as if he has tested shit when he returned me my card with a slip reading "Error in Card Number". What the hell..!! All these sequence of events were repeated the next day with one difference. The venue was Pizza Hut.
All these bitter looks and "Error in card Number" continued till USPS stepped in again to reveal the reason. Bank One threatened to block my card in 7 business days if I fail to provide my address proof. The last line of the letter read "Your relationship as a valued customer is important to us". "Valued customer" my foot. The later dated 22 Feb and thanks to USPS, it was 4 March when I received it. If there were not to be those American Express Traveler's checks, what would I have done. Thank you American Express..!!

Few more days of misery, three odd visits to the bank office, two faxes to the main branch, and one reset of pin number later there I was stepping outside of the bank, powered with the new debit card, ready to take on the KFC, the Pizza Hut fellow and the rest of the world.

At the end of all this or so what I think, One question comes to my mind. Shouldn't I be the one apprising the Bank One employee who goofed up my address?

Just the Name... No password..??


Kid
Well this is too early to say as I'm not yet married and dont plan to for few more years.but it would be worst of my nightmares.I would love my kid not to have the "FLAVOURS" of software industry.


And now a joke.....
Sardar tells a girl "Come 2 my house at nite, nobody
will b there.............
Girl goes at night & realy nobody was there.... :)))

and one more....
Sardar-why r all these people running?
Man- This is a race, the winner will get the cup.
Sardar-If only the winner will get the cup, why r others running?