Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Kayame Ithu Poyyada
I was sad when I started my computer this morning. I had received a very very sarcastic mail from my boss implying I was not working well - either I was buckling under pressure, am unable to organize properly, have lost the enthusiasm, or he was simply expecting too much from me. It was for some minor infraction in some document I sent for his review before leaving for the weekend. Turns out it was just a copy-paste error (I pasted it twice) and it had no bearing on the validity or accuracy of the document. He was like, because of that he couldn't carry on further. On friday itself he had (sarcastically) told me that I was not working properly. This was just the icing on the cake. After cursing silently a little bit, I composed myself and looked at the errors he told me. I explained them to him, s.l.o.w.l.y.
I got another job after that, and I sent it promptly as it was some work which I had done a month back. Again, the devil was in the details. He caught on some minor mistakes (I removed some stuff, but forgot to remove the stuff that said this stuff was present in the document) and (again, in a sarcastic tone), some stuff which I knew didn't exist, but he said they existed anyway. I composed myself (again) and checked it properly, checked it again, and again for the third time. This time I was bloody sure I was not wrong. I walked to his cabin and explained everything properly. What I did not tell him was we had the same dialogue about two months back, with the same result. This time, he told to make some changes (the current version was approved by him) and I put it in anyway. I predict, I will just copy and paste this paragraph again in the next quarter.
Coming back to that email, I read through the old emails he sent me and every one was written in the same sarcastic tone. I have seen his emails to others, with a friendly tone, some jokes thrown in, tons of smileys, etc. But I don't know why he has to be unduly harsh on me - I actually like this guy and offered to help him personally many times.
After pondering for a long time, I realised, everything is just a Maya. You make your own version of the Matrix and my version is the mootrix.
I am not sad anymore :)
I was wrong in saying I am entirely innocent, I accept my errors and oversights. (Thanks Prabhu, for bringing me down to earth)
I got another job after that, and I sent it promptly as it was some work which I had done a month back. Again, the devil was in the details. He caught on some minor mistakes (I removed some stuff, but forgot to remove the stuff that said this stuff was present in the document) and (again, in a sarcastic tone), some stuff which I knew didn't exist, but he said they existed anyway. I composed myself (again) and checked it properly, checked it again, and again for the third time. This time I was bloody sure I was not wrong. I walked to his cabin and explained everything properly. What I did not tell him was we had the same dialogue about two months back, with the same result. This time, he told to make some changes (the current version was approved by him) and I put it in anyway. I predict, I will just copy and paste this paragraph again in the next quarter.
Coming back to that email, I read through the old emails he sent me and every one was written in the same sarcastic tone. I have seen his emails to others, with a friendly tone, some jokes thrown in, tons of smileys, etc. But I don't know why he has to be unduly harsh on me - I actually like this guy and offered to help him personally many times.
After pondering for a long time, I realised, everything is just a Maya. You make your own version of the Matrix and my version is the mootrix.
I am not sad anymore :)
I was wrong in saying I am entirely innocent, I accept my errors and oversights. (Thanks Prabhu, for bringing me down to earth)
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Moview
Went to see Rang De Basanti last night. I didn't know why so much hubbub over that movie. It was an average bollywood movie, with hindi speaking europeans, glorification of vandalism, violence, drinking, and all those vices, DIY patriotism, etc.
There are four friends, and another one. The another one is an airforce pilot who gets killed in one of those MiG-21s. The defense minister is supposed to be responsible for buying crappy products for those flying machines but he throws aspersions on the another one's ability. The friends protest this when the police break up their heads and puts the pilot's mother into coma. All these happen after they get all patriotic after 'acting' in a movie made by a colonial policeman's grand-daughter.
The saddest part of the movie was when these four friends were compared to the freedom fighter Bhagat Singh and his friends! They died for a reason - to take revenge on General Dyer, the Butcher of Amritsar. These four die only because their friend died. Never mind they vandalising national monuments, bribing policemen, endorsing coca-cola, etc.
Fortunately, no one got jingoistic during/after this movie, as it happened during Mangal Pandey.
Jai Hind!
There are four friends, and another one. The another one is an airforce pilot who gets killed in one of those MiG-21s. The defense minister is supposed to be responsible for buying crappy products for those flying machines but he throws aspersions on the another one's ability. The friends protest this when the police break up their heads and puts the pilot's mother into coma. All these happen after they get all patriotic after 'acting' in a movie made by a colonial policeman's grand-daughter.
The saddest part of the movie was when these four friends were compared to the freedom fighter Bhagat Singh and his friends! They died for a reason - to take revenge on General Dyer, the Butcher of Amritsar. These four die only because their friend died. Never mind they vandalising national monuments, bribing policemen, endorsing coca-cola, etc.
Fortunately, no one got jingoistic during/after this movie, as it happened during Mangal Pandey.
Jai Hind!
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Yahoo! once! more!
Yahoo! again!, this time with their India! Privacy! Policy!
If any of these 5 scenarios were to come true, then I am in deep shit.
- Yahoo! will send personally identifiable information about you to other companies or people when:
- We respond to requests from any Indian or foreign government, security, defence, revenue, regulatory or other authority, agency or officer;
- We respond to subpoenas, court orders or legal process;
- Scenario 1: Someone in the party in China decide to arrest me and torture me just for fun, and they say this post reveals I am an Indian spy, and wants Yahoo! to hand over my details
- Scenario 2: Jayalalitha Jayaram gets pissed off and sends her thugs in khakhis after me. The police in the first state in India to solve a crime under the IT Act 2000 tells Yahoo! that I am plotting to do something wrong
- Scenario 3: The Indian government decides all Tamils are terrorists because LTTE are Tamil and there are Tamils in India
- Scenario 4: The honourable justices in the courts of law in India decide this is an obscene blog and decides to "silence" me
- Scenario 5: PMK and DPI band up together again, and take offense against certain posts, and decide I outraged Tamil culture and coincidentally, the party in power in Tamil Nadu at that time concurs with them
If any of these 5 scenarios were to come true, then I am in deep shit.
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