yes somehow i am not able to think of anything to type...has life become eventless? no it's not..
but there is one major difference in working in India and in US...
In India,i generally go to office by 9.15-9.30am and come back by 8.00-8.30pm which gets extended to 10pm sometimes and becomes early as 6pm sometimes..
there is a whole team with whom i work...so most of my time is spent in assisting them and getting things done..
if we go for lunch,it would be to the office cafetaria..and there is a big gang,mostly tamil guys and we go together...it wld be one of the best times in office.. teasing/cribbing/talking abt all different stuff and the lunch would be done over 45mts...
Here in US,i generally go to office at 8am and most of the days,conference calls start from that time till 11am...then there would be one hot issue or the other,which are the showstoppers,ie that would be one of the issues which need to be fixed for the ship acceptance of the mobiles...so end up breaking my head a while..still leave office by 5pm to 5.30pm...
there is not a big team here...u become the sole representative for fixing hot issues..and send across the work done over the end of the day to India so that my team can continue here..
go for lunch at 12noon and be back by 12.30-12.35pm...that too,myself and my colleague travel 4 miles to home for having lunch and be back in 30-35mts..good part is,he's with family,so i end up eating home food for lunch..:)
if i think as what happened over the whole week,it looks as if life is a bit monotonous here..and i think thats mainly because we don't have a big gang of known people here..so we end up spending time with the same set of people...
do i worry/regret about anything? or miss anything?
yes,i do...i don't become homesick often..but i become countrysick often..:):)
i am not sure as how to explain it..but yes,we tend to miss India,chaos in the road,the noise,the people,the roadside panipuri shop,my kinetic....
but i think it's perfectly normal to become countrysick..:)..
also there r a few things we get to do here..like got a chance to watch Formula 1 US GP...eventhough i cannot watch any other F1 live on TV..:)
so if i get to do one thing,i ought to give away the other thing...that's life..
Apr 30, 2005
Apr 23, 2005
Opinion
Is recognition a polite way of being at the mercy of another individual's opinion?
i had one post typed about opinions and that stupid blogger was not responding and the post is gone...it was a good one...
there are few thoughts which have to be captured at the right moment...once the moment passes away,the thoughts are no more correlated to each other and it's gone forever..
it looks like every damn thing in this world is an opinion,other than the well established truth which has a proof to it.
we always seem to be spreading/sharing our opinion about a person/thing/work...
how nice it would be
if we are not bothered about other people's opinion,
if we don't give opinion about others freely....
or is it wrong to be like that..do we become an island if we are like that...is human race cursed to give/share opinions among them...
why am i typing all this stuff?
well i got all different opinions/feedback about this blog.first i wasn't bothered abt opinions/feedback..but suddenly this week,i seem to think too much about it...
also i just remembered the discussion which i had with my parents once...i was advising them that we shouldn't be bothered about other people's opinion,we shdn't take their opinion/suggestion as one of the must conditions to be followed...ie none of the decisions shd be influenced too much by other people's opinions.
but it just doesn't seem to be possible..whenever people become close to you,they start suggesting you things to be done in their way or mention that their way is better...
they don't do it intentionally...but it happens.
so is "Opinion sharing" an inherent nature of human race?
i don't know...
and if i think of recognition,it also seems to be an opinion...
but one thing is sure,i don't have answer for many questions..and it doesn't stop me from asking them..:)
i had one post typed about opinions and that stupid blogger was not responding and the post is gone...it was a good one...
there are few thoughts which have to be captured at the right moment...once the moment passes away,the thoughts are no more correlated to each other and it's gone forever..
it looks like every damn thing in this world is an opinion,other than the well established truth which has a proof to it.
we always seem to be spreading/sharing our opinion about a person/thing/work...
how nice it would be
if we are not bothered about other people's opinion,
if we don't give opinion about others freely....
or is it wrong to be like that..do we become an island if we are like that...is human race cursed to give/share opinions among them...
why am i typing all this stuff?
well i got all different opinions/feedback about this blog.first i wasn't bothered abt opinions/feedback..but suddenly this week,i seem to think too much about it...
also i just remembered the discussion which i had with my parents once...i was advising them that we shouldn't be bothered about other people's opinion,we shdn't take their opinion/suggestion as one of the must conditions to be followed...ie none of the decisions shd be influenced too much by other people's opinions.
but it just doesn't seem to be possible..whenever people become close to you,they start suggesting you things to be done in their way or mention that their way is better...
they don't do it intentionally...but it happens.
so is "Opinion sharing" an inherent nature of human race?
i don't know...
and if i think of recognition,it also seems to be an opinion...
but one thing is sure,i don't have answer for many questions..and it doesn't stop me from asking them..:)
Apr 15, 2005
travel-Part 2
One general thing is, I don’t seem to like Indian airhostess. They seem to be artificial and I never met anyone who is friendly and very comfortable to even smile with.
I feel odd and shy to ask any queries. And strangely, since this is the first time in business, I had a tough time in pressing the buttons and pushing the seat frontwards and stretching the legrest. Atlast somehow with great difficulty I did manage to get it right and then had a good sleep
This just reminded me of one thing my colleague was mentioning, “Indians have an inferiority complex by nature and because of which they never approve/appreciate themselves and always try to seek approval from others. Also they always compare themselves with others”. Well my friend is also an Indian.
I quite seem to agree with him. But ofcourse it would be a gross mistake to generalize this statement. Because it is very difficult to find a common thing among the 1 billion people….
But somehow I feel extremely odd, when I try travel in a 3rd AC or in business class now. I feel out of place. I know this is all indications of me growing up in the ladder, but somehow I don’t know, there always seem to be a difference between those who are born with it and those who climb towards it.
I am not sure whether every other middle class person who is reaching up feels in the same way…and how do they overcome it? Is it like Practice makes them perfect?
But there are a few advantages of traveling in business class. There r no hi-fi Indians around who make a big deal about the travel. Last time in my travel, I happen to sit behind an Indian girl. I think she was pursuing higher studies in US and she was talking as if she was born and brought up in US..later I learnt that she’s just doing MS there… luckily here nobody is like that around.
Another thing is, u get to have your own display. so u can watch the movie you want. Generally in my travels, I sleep a lot. That is one of the reasons why I never get jetlag. I can just head to office, once I land in US…no drowsiness, tiredness and stuff.
Even this time I slept my way to Frankfurt. But in this flight there was one movie which made me sit back and watch it, it’s bridget jones diary -2. (edge of passion)
Yes somehow, I like bridget jones diary. Because even I have this awful feeling about being fat. Actually am not that fat, as everybody would point out and mention, “oh, there goes a fat lady”…I am of the type, who is not fat for those who are my colleagues, who is a bit plump for those who are my acquaintances and who is a bit fat and there is a scope for improvement for those who are my close friends.
A typical south Indian girl, who didn’t bother about her appearance/color/style and all that stuff till she joined college. But the sad thing is, that is the biggest mistake any girl can make. Because what u r now is all the results of your teen age. If u had not bothered at that stage, then it would become difficult to correct, once u cross that age.
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i had it typed till this during my flight...
I feel odd and shy to ask any queries. And strangely, since this is the first time in business, I had a tough time in pressing the buttons and pushing the seat frontwards and stretching the legrest. Atlast somehow with great difficulty I did manage to get it right and then had a good sleep
This just reminded me of one thing my colleague was mentioning, “Indians have an inferiority complex by nature and because of which they never approve/appreciate themselves and always try to seek approval from others. Also they always compare themselves with others”. Well my friend is also an Indian.
I quite seem to agree with him. But ofcourse it would be a gross mistake to generalize this statement. Because it is very difficult to find a common thing among the 1 billion people….
But somehow I feel extremely odd, when I try travel in a 3rd AC or in business class now. I feel out of place. I know this is all indications of me growing up in the ladder, but somehow I don’t know, there always seem to be a difference between those who are born with it and those who climb towards it.
I am not sure whether every other middle class person who is reaching up feels in the same way…and how do they overcome it? Is it like Practice makes them perfect?
But there are a few advantages of traveling in business class. There r no hi-fi Indians around who make a big deal about the travel. Last time in my travel, I happen to sit behind an Indian girl. I think she was pursuing higher studies in US and she was talking as if she was born and brought up in US..later I learnt that she’s just doing MS there… luckily here nobody is like that around.
Another thing is, u get to have your own display. so u can watch the movie you want. Generally in my travels, I sleep a lot. That is one of the reasons why I never get jetlag. I can just head to office, once I land in US…no drowsiness, tiredness and stuff.
Even this time I slept my way to Frankfurt. But in this flight there was one movie which made me sit back and watch it, it’s bridget jones diary -2. (edge of passion)
Yes somehow, I like bridget jones diary. Because even I have this awful feeling about being fat. Actually am not that fat, as everybody would point out and mention, “oh, there goes a fat lady”…I am of the type, who is not fat for those who are my colleagues, who is a bit plump for those who are my acquaintances and who is a bit fat and there is a scope for improvement for those who are my close friends.
A typical south Indian girl, who didn’t bother about her appearance/color/style and all that stuff till she joined college. But the sad thing is, that is the biggest mistake any girl can make. Because what u r now is all the results of your teen age. If u had not bothered at that stage, then it would become difficult to correct, once u cross that age.
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i had it typed till this during my flight...
Apr 13, 2005
travel-Part 1
Guess am posting this after a long time.
Actually now am typing this on my flight to Chicago. Yes , I started yesterday. Only 4.30 hrs left to reach Chicago.
They gave the US Customs paper to be filled with the required details. I don’t understand how many times we fill these forms, everytime it looks like a new one. Always confused as whether I should put Germany (Frankfurt) as the country visited prior to arrival of US, whether to put the port of starting as Hyderabad or Frankfurt, whether to leave the space blank in the maiden name location, whether to enter none there, whether to write the full address in the given place which would obviously never fit, so don’t know which lines to omit.
It’s frustrating. Ofcourse once the emigration is completed, all looks simple, till then your heart beats in a little offbeat manner.
These things seem to happen everytime. And I seem to hate this.
Ok let me rewind a bit and start from the beginning. Actually I wanted to type about something else…I wanted to type about my travel…
For a change, there was one another person from our office who is working in some infrastructure project happened to travel in the same flight to the same location as I am headed to…so got a company. Not a great talkative guy, but the interaction was like as if there r only 2 human beings left in this world. :) guess I am mocking/sarcastic instead of being jovial.
But it’s good to have somebody atleast with whom u can talk a few words…
One great thing is, this time I am traveling on business class…company seems to have spent a whopping 217067 rupees for this travel. All my last trips were in economy class, this is the first time in business class. I don’t know whether I like it completely.
Bcos it first felt as if I am a bit out of place. While checking in the baggage, the guy said, “Mam, can you please join that queue”. He was pointing to the economy class queue and I was standing in the business class queue. This made me ask him, “Isn’t this the queue for Business class?” He replied,”Oh. Yes,I am sorry”.
Then I didn’t reply anything. And I think even he understood the mistake.
Also the flight service from hyd to Frankfurt is quite different from the flight service from Frankfurt to Chicago.
The stewards and stewardess don’t seem to be friendly at all in the former flight. But now they are amazing. How strange, the same person (me) being treated quite differently.
Actually all these treatments and issues are not outright things… these are the subtle things in life which leave a lasting impression.
Actually now am typing this on my flight to Chicago. Yes , I started yesterday. Only 4.30 hrs left to reach Chicago.
They gave the US Customs paper to be filled with the required details. I don’t understand how many times we fill these forms, everytime it looks like a new one. Always confused as whether I should put Germany (Frankfurt) as the country visited prior to arrival of US, whether to put the port of starting as Hyderabad or Frankfurt, whether to leave the space blank in the maiden name location, whether to enter none there, whether to write the full address in the given place which would obviously never fit, so don’t know which lines to omit.
It’s frustrating. Ofcourse once the emigration is completed, all looks simple, till then your heart beats in a little offbeat manner.
These things seem to happen everytime. And I seem to hate this.
Ok let me rewind a bit and start from the beginning. Actually I wanted to type about something else…I wanted to type about my travel…
For a change, there was one another person from our office who is working in some infrastructure project happened to travel in the same flight to the same location as I am headed to…so got a company. Not a great talkative guy, but the interaction was like as if there r only 2 human beings left in this world. :) guess I am mocking/sarcastic instead of being jovial.
But it’s good to have somebody atleast with whom u can talk a few words…
One great thing is, this time I am traveling on business class…company seems to have spent a whopping 217067 rupees for this travel. All my last trips were in economy class, this is the first time in business class. I don’t know whether I like it completely.
Bcos it first felt as if I am a bit out of place. While checking in the baggage, the guy said, “Mam, can you please join that queue”. He was pointing to the economy class queue and I was standing in the business class queue. This made me ask him, “Isn’t this the queue for Business class?” He replied,”Oh. Yes,I am sorry”.
Then I didn’t reply anything. And I think even he understood the mistake.
Also the flight service from hyd to Frankfurt is quite different from the flight service from Frankfurt to Chicago.
The stewards and stewardess don’t seem to be friendly at all in the former flight. But now they are amazing. How strange, the same person (me) being treated quite differently.
Actually all these treatments and issues are not outright things… these are the subtle things in life which leave a lasting impression.
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