Thursday, July 31, 2008

Hey all

“Relax mind, Relax body, Relax bowels, Relax. (Ed. note: and get comfortable)
Do not fall over. You are a cloud.
You are raining. Do not rain
While train Is standing at a station.
Move with the wind. Apologise where necessary”.
From “Zen and the art of going to the Lavatory” by Grunthos the Flatulen

I include the above quote for two reasons. Firstly, it is excellent advice for anyone; and secondly because the current business plan has something of “the question to the answer 42” about it. We could spend many hours, days and weeks agonising over the possible questions that could result in this final answer to “Investment company category 2”, the Universe and Everything. However, since I wish to be back in India this Century, we shall no doubt decide that the question is in fact “What should these buggers do to set up the company in next 1 year”

Well its been 1 year since I have written nething not that i had nething worthwhile to write but still....past 1 year have been really great for me have been to the most remotest parts of India and realize that there is more to life than just feeling sad...spent a good 6 months in a place called Solapur well I am sure not many are aware that such a place exist well it is a city and in south eastern Maharashtra, near the Karnataka border. Solapur is a melting pot with a confluence of Marathi, Telugu and Kannada languages. It is an important junction on the north-south railway line. Solapur is a town with an array of small and medium scale industries. Solapur is or rather was a leading center for cotton mills and power looms. Solapur bed-sheets ('chaddars') have earned fame and reputation for their novel designs and durability and I have ample of them so if any of interested in getting some then don’t hesitate to contact me. The chief deity of the city is Shri Siddeshwar.The "Nandidhwaj" procession on Makar Sankranti fair is attended by millions of devotees.
Solapur is transport hub connecting Maharashtra, Karnataka and Andhra Pradesh. It is well connected by Road and Rail to major districts and cities. Akkalkot is the site of Akkalkot Swami Maharaj Math, visited yearly by huge number of people from Maharashtra and neighboring Karnataka. Also a annual fair is held in the month of January wherein huge crowd comes from various parts of country, which is called as Gadda Fair in vernacular language.

Well the High point of my stay in Solapur was my birthday…apparently there are not many places there where you can have fun so I gave my “Party” in a place where the major component was liquor (as usual) now what happens when you give unlimited alcohol to men who “don’t-usually-drink-but-when-given-free-would-make-most-of-it” yeah you are right lot of puke…so you see my birthday ended up being a puke and blood festival where ppl were wishing you while puking…you know staying in Solapur made me venture into an alternate career also ie riding a bullockarts you see Solapur have these sugar mills which work for 8 months a year (as sugarcane is not harvested in winters) and they employ these bullockarts to get sugarcane (personally I believe that to be an unfair treatment to the animals) well these bullockart drivers are hired by these mills for 8 months and they make about 60K INR a month that is more than the salary I was getting in Cedar and as I was kind of free all the time I did think of getting that job

Well after that most of my time was spent understanding what a woman wants and ultimately I have realized that it is not possible as I find most of my fellow collegeous able to relate to what I am going thru as they went the same for example some how I believe the line “you don’t understand me “ holds the key to all arguments you see I always find my self fighting with the fairer sex and winning the argument and kind of feeling good about it that I get to hear those lines and then there is a silence and it is declared that I have lost because hearing this the sensitive side on me says that I have really traumatized the fairer sex and the last 1 hour I was feeling about giving all logical and statistical argument how she was wrong have to be changed and another hour is spent using the same statistics to prove that she was right…I mean cant we men ever win an argument ??????????