Agnostic: somebody denying God's existence is provable: somebody who believes that it is impossible to know whether or not God exists
Atheist: unbeliever in God or deities: somebody who does not believe in God or deities
Pantheist: The belief that every existing entity (humans, animals, etc.) together, is a part of God. The entire universe is divine. They do not view God in personal terms, as having a personality, having the ability to make decisions, able to interact with humans, etc.
I am not a deeply ritualistic person. I kind of like to call my self religious though. Well but not the conventional religious person. So all this while I thought I was an atheist but I suddenly discovered a word that describes me better. Ladies and Gentleman – may I present to you the humble pantheist. Clap clap clap clap….
Friday, March 30, 2007
Thursday, March 29, 2007
brain food
The surest way to mind fuck is not to read two contrary books but two complimentary books. I am currently reading A journey through Jainism by MS Abhinandan and Siddhatha by Herman Hess. I read one in the morning and the other at night. how much philosophy can you tolerate at one go? The former is an account and factual narration of jain principles and history; the latter is set as a novel of a man’s thirst for truth in the time of Buddha. Full mind fuck. Rarely does one come across simple English philosophy and not the screw ball robin sharma types but deep rooted types. And to get two books together and that one happens to read then together is not something that happens often. As of this time both seem to be a cracker of a book. Let’s see how they pan out. They are quite chotu books in almost pocket size, but they are something one cant read fast. Typical process is like reading, introspection, reading, dreaming, reading, distraction and therefore rereading… something like that. They don’t finish fast enough. After this the perfect book to read would be the God Delusion. This would be a complete 360 degree view of the world I guess….. dimag ka dahi ke barabar hoga.
Also very rarely does one get four unputdownables in a row. I have been four times lucky. Lets see the fifth book… depends on what I pick up.
Reading the book on Jainism I was reading about the four simple principles, not to lie, not to hurt, not to be greedy and not to steal. Bahut hi simple hai. I figured these some time back in my life and I try to follow them. Most are relatively simple to follow except the not to lie. I am by most standards truthfull, but a few white lies come about and some real bad ones in the course of business. I don’t outright lie, but if the greater good is for the company then sometimes white lie surface and sometimes clear lies. I try to minimize but what to do. The job demands it at times. But no lying to boss, peers and bachas. Overall honesty still rules. That’s the only thing that takes you further.
Also very rarely does one get four unputdownables in a row. I have been four times lucky. Lets see the fifth book… depends on what I pick up.
Reading the book on Jainism I was reading about the four simple principles, not to lie, not to hurt, not to be greedy and not to steal. Bahut hi simple hai. I figured these some time back in my life and I try to follow them. Most are relatively simple to follow except the not to lie. I am by most standards truthfull, but a few white lies come about and some real bad ones in the course of business. I don’t outright lie, but if the greater good is for the company then sometimes white lie surface and sometimes clear lies. I try to minimize but what to do. The job demands it at times. But no lying to boss, peers and bachas. Overall honesty still rules. That’s the only thing that takes you further.
when the cell phones first came out i figure that thae market for cell phones would be 100 to a 1000 cells at the most.
Now i think the BMC will soon come with a policy of sweepers not allowed to carry cell phones while they are at work.
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
mirror mirror on the wall
Jispa drew a picture of me and Jasmine in her school.
Jispa, i am taller than your mommy and I DEFINATELY have more hair than that and no, I dont wear earrings. AND mommy has not dislocated her shoulders... ever.
Thanks for noticing my toothy grin and my amazing V shaped torso
Jispa, i am taller than your mommy and I DEFINATELY have more hair than that and no, I dont wear earrings. AND mommy has not dislocated her shoulders... ever.
Thanks for noticing my toothy grin and my amazing V shaped torso
what a good boy am I
Yesterday was an unexpected holiday. It went like a breeze.
Not in any particular order - I met my brother for strawberry milkshake at home, made a tossed fantastic salad for wife, made a desert for her girlfriend, broomed the house (no maid), cleaned the vessels (no maid), hung out the clothes for drying (me maid), slept in the afternoon, read a book (finished it), started a new book, took Jispa to the garden, gave a lift to an old friend, folded the clothes, put Jispa to sleep, got her to eat her dinner by drawing things on her plate with the tomato sauce in the squeezy bottle, slept early, washed the vessels, had a south Indian breakfast date with my wife, ironed Jispa’s uniform and some other small stuff. Wow nice holiday.
Not in any particular order - I met my brother for strawberry milkshake at home, made a tossed fantastic salad for wife, made a desert for her girlfriend, broomed the house (no maid), cleaned the vessels (no maid), hung out the clothes for drying (me maid), slept in the afternoon, read a book (finished it), started a new book, took Jispa to the garden, gave a lift to an old friend, folded the clothes, put Jispa to sleep, got her to eat her dinner by drawing things on her plate with the tomato sauce in the squeezy bottle, slept early, washed the vessels, had a south Indian breakfast date with my wife, ironed Jispa’s uniform and some other small stuff. Wow nice holiday.
Monday, March 26, 2007
really hot cricket
I have finally finished the travelogue which I have been writing for over two months now. It was about the Ardh Kumbh that I had gone for with my good friend Vinu. It’s definitely not any great piece of work but I loved writing it. hope I am able to write more such stuff in the future. If any of you is interested in reading it then do mail me and I would be happy to send you the pdf file.
Yesterday we had a cricket match. It was a 20 over affair. In the morning on the ground I get a call saying that some of the seniors would not be coming in and that I am the captain. With two main bowlers and two main batsmen missing, it was my job to take the team forward. Oh hell. I was not even mentally prepared for the job. I had no thoughts in my mind on how I was to take this forward. But it was fun nevertheless. I could see my maturity improving in the game. I could see my abilities improving and looking at batsmen and making field placing accordingly. In cricket as a captain I have a very strong role model. It is my captain Arun Solanki through which I owe everything. For me being eth captain was about telling each team what is expected and trying to play on strengths. We were definitely a weak team but managed to do quit a bit. First thing, since we were the minnows and we barely had 11 people turning up, the first thing was about conserving energies. No sledging and no frustration to be shown on the pitch. We had our share of dropped catches. My instructions were clearly not to scream at the guy but to go on and encourage them to be better. No kicking, no abuse, nothing, but focus on the game. The objective is not to win but to perform to your best and if that results in victory then fair enough. When you are putting on your minnow’s hat I think the game is more internal than external. You have to do your best irrespective of the surrounding or the opponent. It’s the same everywhere. Even at the job. If you are the underdog, or small fry, its pointless trying to compete with the big guys. The smarter thing is to conserve resources, take a small niche and dig deep and real hard. I love the simple V graph showing the relation between ROI and market share. The big few will have the highest ROI along with the last few niche players. The ones in between are in our jargon called the ditch. You play the ditch you die in the ditch. Therefore my goal was simple. This is just the league, not the knockout, let’s get the player to understand themselves more than anything else, play to their strengths and take back positives. Surprisingly, we ran them very close, losing by a very small margin. More importantly we went back with positives with what we achieved in bowling. We went back with amazing learning on bowling to field placings. Almost through the 20 overs I kept a 6 – 3 field placing dominating the off side. The leg side was only deep fine leg, a square leg and widish mid on. With huge leg side gaps, as Arun often said, ‘dum hai toh maar’. Play across the line. This field placing would have been butchered if the bowlers bowled short on middle and leg. But it worked like a dream. The off side cordon was within the circle almost all the time. The bowlers with the placing knew exactly where to bowl and what I expected them to do. We got wickets with people playing across the line, people trying to pierce the cordon and cutting straight deliveries and through frustration. I think as a captain, in field placings purely it was the best day of my cricketing life. Life is as simple….. get the guys to play their individual best, conserve and look to take positives, give clear and simple instructions and back for performance. You cannot place fielders for bad balls all the time. Then you have lost it before you even started. One team guy kept telling me to take point to short point and get the covers back to deep after one shot found a gap through the ring. My answer was “ek shot tha boss, that too it was not a brilliant cut piercing the infield. Weak shot. Luck got it through. Wait and see” and sure enough the guy frustrated with the infield and got out trying whacking it over.
It was also one of the hottest periods of time I have ever batted. The Midday sun was at its worst ever with the sun beating down and transforming the ground in to a steam sauna room. I went in at number four, and saw five six and seven fold up in front of me. The game was on singles with the number 8 to accompany me. We took a lot of singles and doubles. The fast running in the heat completely killed me. I had no strength left in my arms to clear the ground and for power shots. I normally back myself up to clear the ground and I have hit enough on many occasions. I hit an odd boundary when necessary but too few and far in between. The heat was just killing me. The crazy running between the wickets just finished me off. I also guess a little age is showing. I need to get much fitter if I have to prolong my cricket. Carnival 7 a side cricket will always be manageable but a 20 over full ground cricket in oppressive midday heat will be tougher if I let my fitness leave me. I might easily amongnst the fastest runner and fielder in the team but clearly the team is hardly a bench mark; I need to better myself. kuch karma padega on a regular basis. I dived to prevent my self being run out and then was happy to remain there for a few minutes. The sweat was pouring in droves. It kept getting in the eyes. I stopped the bowler on a few occasions but the sweat kept pouring. I played a few one eyed shots with my left eye blurry. It was sure tough. Its good thing that the mind kept going in spite of the body failing. More positives to take away.
I did not know tomorrow is a holiday until one of the bachas mentioned it to me at office. Earlier I used to mark out and know the holidays way in advance. Now I have no clue… oh god what a monster have I become?
Yesterday we had a cricket match. It was a 20 over affair. In the morning on the ground I get a call saying that some of the seniors would not be coming in and that I am the captain. With two main bowlers and two main batsmen missing, it was my job to take the team forward. Oh hell. I was not even mentally prepared for the job. I had no thoughts in my mind on how I was to take this forward. But it was fun nevertheless. I could see my maturity improving in the game. I could see my abilities improving and looking at batsmen and making field placing accordingly. In cricket as a captain I have a very strong role model. It is my captain Arun Solanki through which I owe everything. For me being eth captain was about telling each team what is expected and trying to play on strengths. We were definitely a weak team but managed to do quit a bit. First thing, since we were the minnows and we barely had 11 people turning up, the first thing was about conserving energies. No sledging and no frustration to be shown on the pitch. We had our share of dropped catches. My instructions were clearly not to scream at the guy but to go on and encourage them to be better. No kicking, no abuse, nothing, but focus on the game. The objective is not to win but to perform to your best and if that results in victory then fair enough. When you are putting on your minnow’s hat I think the game is more internal than external. You have to do your best irrespective of the surrounding or the opponent. It’s the same everywhere. Even at the job. If you are the underdog, or small fry, its pointless trying to compete with the big guys. The smarter thing is to conserve resources, take a small niche and dig deep and real hard. I love the simple V graph showing the relation between ROI and market share. The big few will have the highest ROI along with the last few niche players. The ones in between are in our jargon called the ditch. You play the ditch you die in the ditch. Therefore my goal was simple. This is just the league, not the knockout, let’s get the player to understand themselves more than anything else, play to their strengths and take back positives. Surprisingly, we ran them very close, losing by a very small margin. More importantly we went back with positives with what we achieved in bowling. We went back with amazing learning on bowling to field placings. Almost through the 20 overs I kept a 6 – 3 field placing dominating the off side. The leg side was only deep fine leg, a square leg and widish mid on. With huge leg side gaps, as Arun often said, ‘dum hai toh maar’. Play across the line. This field placing would have been butchered if the bowlers bowled short on middle and leg. But it worked like a dream. The off side cordon was within the circle almost all the time. The bowlers with the placing knew exactly where to bowl and what I expected them to do. We got wickets with people playing across the line, people trying to pierce the cordon and cutting straight deliveries and through frustration. I think as a captain, in field placings purely it was the best day of my cricketing life. Life is as simple….. get the guys to play their individual best, conserve and look to take positives, give clear and simple instructions and back for performance. You cannot place fielders for bad balls all the time. Then you have lost it before you even started. One team guy kept telling me to take point to short point and get the covers back to deep after one shot found a gap through the ring. My answer was “ek shot tha boss, that too it was not a brilliant cut piercing the infield. Weak shot. Luck got it through. Wait and see” and sure enough the guy frustrated with the infield and got out trying whacking it over.
It was also one of the hottest periods of time I have ever batted. The Midday sun was at its worst ever with the sun beating down and transforming the ground in to a steam sauna room. I went in at number four, and saw five six and seven fold up in front of me. The game was on singles with the number 8 to accompany me. We took a lot of singles and doubles. The fast running in the heat completely killed me. I had no strength left in my arms to clear the ground and for power shots. I normally back myself up to clear the ground and I have hit enough on many occasions. I hit an odd boundary when necessary but too few and far in between. The heat was just killing me. The crazy running between the wickets just finished me off. I also guess a little age is showing. I need to get much fitter if I have to prolong my cricket. Carnival 7 a side cricket will always be manageable but a 20 over full ground cricket in oppressive midday heat will be tougher if I let my fitness leave me. I might easily amongnst the fastest runner and fielder in the team but clearly the team is hardly a bench mark; I need to better myself. kuch karma padega on a regular basis. I dived to prevent my self being run out and then was happy to remain there for a few minutes. The sweat was pouring in droves. It kept getting in the eyes. I stopped the bowler on a few occasions but the sweat kept pouring. I played a few one eyed shots with my left eye blurry. It was sure tough. Its good thing that the mind kept going in spite of the body failing. More positives to take away.
I did not know tomorrow is a holiday until one of the bachas mentioned it to me at office. Earlier I used to mark out and know the holidays way in advance. Now I have no clue… oh god what a monster have I become?
Friday, March 23, 2007
right left and no harness
Last night Jispa’s stomach was aching, very mild though. I was wondering which side. So I was knocking on her tummy and asking her, here? Here? Here? Then suddenly she was looking at her thumb in the light and the she said her left side was paining. Why does she need to look at her thumb to tell me where her stomach is paining? I asked her what she was doing. She then told me that she was looking at her thumb to figure her left side. Huh? Then she showed me a small mole on her right thumb. So that’s the difference between right and left, and when she gets confused she looks at her thumb :- the mole is the right and the one without is the left. So now you know. Vinu …learn… search for a mole and if you don’t have one, get one. NOW.
Today as I started office and suddenly four men turned up outside my window. Yup. Outside my window on the 9th floor! One guy was singing away. He was trying to look inside. They are doing some renovations and that’s why they are there. Sitting outside, enjoying the breeze, not a care in the world. Pretty weird. They all had the safety harness on. But the harness was hooked on to any thing! Nothing! They had it wrapped around themselves. What the fcuk man, this is crazy. Looking at them work is giving me the jeepers.
the rope is wrapped around himself--- look closely. real shit..
While reading Liar’s Poker I read an interesting line. I quote – “I’m now convinced that the worst thing a man can do with a telephone without breaking the law is to call someone he doesn’t know and try to sell that person something he doesn’t want.”
Today as I started office and suddenly four men turned up outside my window. Yup. Outside my window on the 9th floor! One guy was singing away. He was trying to look inside. They are doing some renovations and that’s why they are there. Sitting outside, enjoying the breeze, not a care in the world. Pretty weird. They all had the safety harness on. But the harness was hooked on to any thing! Nothing! They had it wrapped around themselves. What the fcuk man, this is crazy. Looking at them work is giving me the jeepers.
the rope is wrapped around himself--- look closely. real shit..While reading Liar’s Poker I read an interesting line. I quote – “I’m now convinced that the worst thing a man can do with a telephone without breaking the law is to call someone he doesn’t know and try to sell that person something he doesn’t want.”
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Jisap talk plus some more random thought
Jispa did just fine in school. Yesterday she did not cry in the bus or at the school. I guess she just was crying as she fell before boarding the bus and that set her off a bit. Now all is ok. She went today in the bus happily and willingly. Good for her. Good for me. The new bus stop is giving me even more time to spend with her in the morning. We have to cross the road and I prefer using the foot over bridge. More quality time.. yahoo….so I guess I am enjoying the drop offs.
Its fun to talk stuff with Jispa these days. She figures out quite a bit and is really funny on some stuff. I have spoken before about the ten Ganapatis that are near her bed and are protecting her. The other day she told me that 16 gods are protecting her. I was like “ya? How come?” she then counted the ten Ganapatis, one night lamp with a god image on it, three of Buddha from the images formed by the spines of the Buddha series on the book shelf. That’s 14. one of the Ganapaties has an arm broken and is lying next to the Ganapati; that’s another God for her. So we have 15. Then she points to the Bob the Builder figurine next to the Ganapaties. I protest saying that’s no god. But she replies “but he is protecting me, no?” “err, yup that he is”. So that makes a grand total of 16 Gods. Now she is not scared to sleep alone. Whatever!
Once she pointed out to an ox and she was telling us about the udder underneath. My wife corrected her saying that was not the udder. So what is it? oops, well, errr, that’s the pee pee of the ox. I was driving and I decided to keep to my self…… better to concentrate on the driving I say.
I just finished off a huge bar of rich dark raspberry chocolate over two days in office. I had sent my junior on an official trip to Paris and that was one of the goodies that came back. Its such a great thing that I am the only one in the department who likes dark bitter chocolate. No body else wanted it and I loved it!!!! hehehehehehe (evil smirk)
Its fun to talk stuff with Jispa these days. She figures out quite a bit and is really funny on some stuff. I have spoken before about the ten Ganapatis that are near her bed and are protecting her. The other day she told me that 16 gods are protecting her. I was like “ya? How come?” she then counted the ten Ganapatis, one night lamp with a god image on it, three of Buddha from the images formed by the spines of the Buddha series on the book shelf. That’s 14. one of the Ganapaties has an arm broken and is lying next to the Ganapati; that’s another God for her. So we have 15. Then she points to the Bob the Builder figurine next to the Ganapaties. I protest saying that’s no god. But she replies “but he is protecting me, no?” “err, yup that he is”. So that makes a grand total of 16 Gods. Now she is not scared to sleep alone. Whatever!
Once she pointed out to an ox and she was telling us about the udder underneath. My wife corrected her saying that was not the udder. So what is it? oops, well, errr, that’s the pee pee of the ox. I was driving and I decided to keep to my self…… better to concentrate on the driving I say.
I just finished off a huge bar of rich dark raspberry chocolate over two days in office. I had sent my junior on an official trip to Paris and that was one of the goodies that came back. Its such a great thing that I am the only one in the department who likes dark bitter chocolate. No body else wanted it and I loved it!!!! hehehehehehe (evil smirk)
Travelogue 70% complete….. yes yes… I am working on it yaar.
All appraisals over… mine, my bacha log, my normal boss, my dotted line boss (different types of boss a la condoms. After normal and dotted I want to see ribbed, scented flavoured, extra protection bosses. What say?)
Random SMS sent to me by a dear friend: If life was like a walnut….I’d be a squirrell :-)
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
random musings on day one
I don’t know. Just started my week in a terrific edgy mood. I am ready to bite the hand off someone who pisses me off, and ready to hug someone the rest of the world. Fuck man, I am really edgy today. This is in continuation of yesterdays mood. Basically, I am just so tired with being patient with shit that I have lost all energy for shit. I can now just kick hard irrespective of consequences. Not a nice mood to be in but sometimes these moods gets more work done. Just hope not too many people cross my path. After all these years and moving up shitcreek in corporate ladder life has changed soo much. My attitude and tolerance for mediocrity, crap and unwanted nonsense has changed. I was telling someone the other day that I might decide not to play politics and not hurt someone through foul play and hitting below the belt but that does not mean I am a chutia. I will get back if you try and hit me uselessly. I will not proactively hurt the other guy but, I refuse to take shit flung at my face. How simply we define our lives. Lets see today, I hope not to be too abrasive to too many people. But some just have it coming for them, just have it coming. Its just interesting to see two moods coming in together at the same time. Opposites reconciling.
Today was Jispa’s first day at her new school. She cried a bit in the bus, not wanting to go. Today her mommy and me were both present. Tomorrow it going to be only me. Daddy will have to keep a stone on his heart and use all the resources that he has at his disposal to patav her to go without crying. One will have to be extra cautious and extra smart on this one. Will let you guys know what happened.
its really tough for a dad (especially me) to send Jispa crying to school. Even more when Jasmine is there. I want to comfort her and talk to her and when the bus comes in there is time only for one parent not two, and I take a back seat. This is such a 'so not easy' thing to do.
Today was Jispa’s first day at her new school. She cried a bit in the bus, not wanting to go. Today her mommy and me were both present. Tomorrow it going to be only me. Daddy will have to keep a stone on his heart and use all the resources that he has at his disposal to patav her to go without crying. One will have to be extra cautious and extra smart on this one. Will let you guys know what happened.
its really tough for a dad (especially me) to send Jispa crying to school. Even more when Jasmine is there. I want to comfort her and talk to her and when the bus comes in there is time only for one parent not two, and I take a back seat. This is such a 'so not easy' thing to do.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
restart
Sighhhh. Finally I get some time. I have been on leave the whole of last week. So no comp no blogs and no mails. I was busy the whole morning trying to figure out the optimum way to answer 200 plus mails. It was simple actually. Just start by deleting. Then by forwarding and then by delegating and lastly action. Spending time with family. Lots of fun. i just had too much leave left over in the year and decided that its really stupid to let all lapse. Better to use it up I say. So one week, no office. I even switched off the cell for a few days, read a book and relaxed. We went to a quaint little resort just off in the beach town of Manori. Jispa loved the place, the hammocks and the beach outside. Nice clean and cheap resort. I relaxed, built sand castles, bummed on the beach and stuff. There is so much to write but I can hardly clean my mind though.
As I was writing my travelogue the other day I decided to stitch the photos I had taken though the panoramic mode. Interesting results. You say. You will see people cut but then that’s becoz people move all the time. these are around 270 degrees.
As I was writing my travelogue the other day I decided to stitch the photos I had taken though the panoramic mode. Interesting results. You say. You will see people cut but then that’s becoz people move all the time. these are around 270 degrees.
Friday, March 09, 2007
kuch bhi ho raha hai
India might be seeing the highest incidence of heart disease in the world, but this is I think stretching it. I was at a cinema hall yesterday called Chitra. Chitra is a nice renovated cinema, which is not a multiplex. The ticket prices at 85 bucks are half of those of a multiplex. Pretty rational pricing. I somehow cannot bear the multiplex pricing. My favorite line on this is that multiplex’s have killed the black marketer as at their ticket price levels they are ones selling in black in any case. What will the poor black marketer do? Ya, so we sat in waiting for the movie ‘Honeymoon Travels’ to start. An advertisement slide speared that made me jump off the seat. It was of a Hospital ( I think Balajee heart hospital) whose specialty was heart treatment, namely angioplasty, angiography and bypass. What really took the cake was that the prices of each of these were prominently put on the slide as well with the bypass tipping the scales at 99,000. When did people start choosing bypass on cost basis? Interesting. Is it now become a commodity that the only differentiator is price, that one puts it upfront on the ad like Big Bazaar? Very funny. Imagine a heart hospital ad sandwiched between Gangar optics and the trailer of the next sex comedy…. The other interesting thing is choice of media.. a cinema hall? Not a multiplex but a single screen hall in middle class mumbai (dadar)? I can just visualize the fat obese consumer munching his pop corn (highly buttered of course) and watching the ad. Chomp Chomp. Can you pass the chips please?
On the movie … I don’t know what to say. I liked it. Nice and candy floss. Boman is fun as always. Lot of random things happen. Just sit back and enjoy the jokes. No take aways.
On the movie … I don’t know what to say. I liked it. Nice and candy floss. Boman is fun as always. Lot of random things happen. Just sit back and enjoy the jokes. No take aways.
Thursday, March 08, 2007
arm chair economics
Keynesian economics is pretty simple. Increase in supply reduces price and increase in demand puts upward pressure on price and vice versa. I have long been a quasi capitalist in that sense. I have believed that the market forces will make most things work and that town planning, zoning etc etc must think about market forces. Today while I was doing some random thinking about taxi stands I figured something that apparently contradicts market forces.
I hate taking the taxi at the arrivals at mumbai airport. With the airport being in the process of a getting a facelift, the taxi stand is better managed than it was before. There are no shortages of taxis at any point at the taxi stand, at any time of the day or night. There are tons of taxis in a line. In fact when the airport was being renovated the airport authorities had a smallish run in with the taxi union on parking space for the taxis. The Airport wanted fewer taxis to be parked than currently. Talking to the taxi drivers one realizes that there are clearly a glut of taxis waiting at the airport. In fact the taxis at the airport are specialists and run only from eth airport to wherever you want and they run back as soon as possible and get into the line again. In a shift of 12 hours the general consensus is that the taxi gets around two to a maximum of four passengers. Giving that the waiting time is large the average taxi can’t really get along with short fares and normal fares. So they normally doctor the meters to show a higher fare. And invariably after they realize I am a local and a regular (in other words I know the fare), they ask to pay whatever I think is right. Obviously hoping for a little more. The ricks are also the same. In fact I am still a good 150 bucks from the airport. The guys who stay very close to the airport have a tough time trying to persuade the cabs to get him home. If you actually analyze the situation, simplistically, there is upward pressure on fares due to a glut of supply. Here over supply and the resultant longer waiting lines create a contradiction of supply actually increasing the price. So theoretically if we were to regulate the number of taxis (the hand outside of the market forces) and reduce the number and therefore waiting time, we would actually get the price pressure down in this situation. Reduction in supply reduces prices here to an optimum number, till a point after which the prices would again go up due to shortage. These are some queer v shaped curves in operation here. There are obvious holes in the economic theory where in other forces must be constant and fair, like doctoring fares and taxi meter pricing and not free market forces pricing etc etc… the same logic I would also like to apply to prepaid taxis which generally charge a premium over the normal fares. If there are a large number of taxis then prepaid taxis must get cheaper, therefore resulting in lesser taxis and therefore lesser waiting time for the taxis and therefore higher return on time for the taxis that are actually ready to go at cheaper fares. That optimum number is obviously elusive but can be scientifically brought down to a range that can shift during the day depending on the study of load conditions. So the interfering hand in market forces is actually a good thing.
There are lessons to be learnt everyday…..
I hate taking the taxi at the arrivals at mumbai airport. With the airport being in the process of a getting a facelift, the taxi stand is better managed than it was before. There are no shortages of taxis at any point at the taxi stand, at any time of the day or night. There are tons of taxis in a line. In fact when the airport was being renovated the airport authorities had a smallish run in with the taxi union on parking space for the taxis. The Airport wanted fewer taxis to be parked than currently. Talking to the taxi drivers one realizes that there are clearly a glut of taxis waiting at the airport. In fact the taxis at the airport are specialists and run only from eth airport to wherever you want and they run back as soon as possible and get into the line again. In a shift of 12 hours the general consensus is that the taxi gets around two to a maximum of four passengers. Giving that the waiting time is large the average taxi can’t really get along with short fares and normal fares. So they normally doctor the meters to show a higher fare. And invariably after they realize I am a local and a regular (in other words I know the fare), they ask to pay whatever I think is right. Obviously hoping for a little more. The ricks are also the same. In fact I am still a good 150 bucks from the airport. The guys who stay very close to the airport have a tough time trying to persuade the cabs to get him home. If you actually analyze the situation, simplistically, there is upward pressure on fares due to a glut of supply. Here over supply and the resultant longer waiting lines create a contradiction of supply actually increasing the price. So theoretically if we were to regulate the number of taxis (the hand outside of the market forces) and reduce the number and therefore waiting time, we would actually get the price pressure down in this situation. Reduction in supply reduces prices here to an optimum number, till a point after which the prices would again go up due to shortage. These are some queer v shaped curves in operation here. There are obvious holes in the economic theory where in other forces must be constant and fair, like doctoring fares and taxi meter pricing and not free market forces pricing etc etc… the same logic I would also like to apply to prepaid taxis which generally charge a premium over the normal fares. If there are a large number of taxis then prepaid taxis must get cheaper, therefore resulting in lesser taxis and therefore lesser waiting time for the taxis and therefore higher return on time for the taxis that are actually ready to go at cheaper fares. That optimum number is obviously elusive but can be scientifically brought down to a range that can shift during the day depending on the study of load conditions. So the interfering hand in market forces is actually a good thing.
There are lessons to be learnt everyday…..
Tuesday, March 06, 2007
getting things done
Writing everyday is not so easy. what the hell am I to have as an insight that I can hope to pass on to some one or the other. I try to refrain from doing simple cut pastes. I hate quoting entire lengths of paragraphs or entire songs… so sometimes I am just lost what to write. Sometimes its just the discipline of sitting down and writing something, anything. Words flow and so does the topic build up. Sometimes I set out to write something but end up writing about something else all together. I wonder how come I have so many things in my head. Itna sara bhusa bhara kahan se? Bhagwan jaane.
Any free time I get these days is more spent trying to get my travelogue done. Which is easier said than done. The bloody thing just keeps on going on and on and on. I cant get around to cutting it short and is taking an obscene amount of time. I am flowing back and forth between things related nad unrelated. But its fun doing that. I hope when it finally comes out, it should be something that I should be proud of. I am lucky enough to capture a lot of photographs as well. They add real texture and help explain what I would have never been able to with words. Quite a nice experience. I am not so sure how I would be able to write more besides the travelogue. This alone should be enough to keep my writing keedas suitably busy and suitably tired.
I have done the performance appraisals with my team. These are all marathon sessions, each anywhere between two to three hours per person. This is after all a once in a year thing and they at least deserve all the time that they get. This is the time to air grievances. While I might be an ok guy to get appraised from, I am notoriously difficult to appraise. It all depends on my mood at the time. At times I get very docile and disinterested, like the last time around. I was not even interested in the marks my boss gave me. Dena hai toh de, nahin toh mut de. And the year before that I was almost on a war path fighting out every point and mark cut or made. Man, these things can get very very volatile. End of the day its all on my mood. Most of the time I think my attitude in office has been that I will do my job better than you expect, just don’t get in my way. Don’t ask too many questions, just tell me what you want. I almost forgot how I behave till someone pointed that out to me. He called me something like the inner child or some jargon like that. One of the things that you learn over a period of time is to execute relentlessly. There is no substitute for mindless and excellent execution. There are times in middle where you might need to pause for strategy, but most of the time, its simple relentless execution. Mind numbing pace, and always witin parameters. The way we believe we bargain, we normally get the best rate for most of what we do. We try and lower costs every year. As my colleague once caught on to what I said and repeated it till it became folklore ‘inflation is in the minds of the seller’. There is always lower costs, Always. I don’t know where my streak comes from. I was always aggressive. With age I have learned ot channel it right. Channel it internal. Channel it towards the goal.
While reviewing my kids told me that sometimes I push like mad, I drive them crazy and I follow up like mad. I transfer pressure like crazy at times. At the same time they appreciate it and believe that I make them do better. I found this funny at first and not so while thinking again, because I thought I was always the easy going types, and I was not the tough guy. I might not be the stereotyped tough guy, but I realize, that I can push on what I think is priority. I hope I don’t push people too hard and drive them over the edge. I think over a period of time I have gained by alter egos which I can call upon in times of need. This also is self analysis. I don’t know how right it is. People working under me will realize.
One thing is for sure, I have changed over the course of the last three years and am able to push myself and my subordinates like no man’s business. I have been fair and tough at appraisals, whereas earlier I used to be more benign. God knows how I have changed, what has happened. Is it for the good or is it for the worse. As a good friend who knows me from the year 2000, once told me ‘Jaimit, the innocence is now lost from your face. You have hardened and it’s showing on your face’. I did not know if that was a good thing or bad, but I know it was the truth. :)
For all I recommend a book called “execution – the discipline of getting things done” by Larry Bossidy and Ram Charan. If you just internalize the title 20 % of your life will be better. I don’t think I would have had the maturity to read and understand the same 4 years back and at the same breath I must add that I would like to re read the same after 10 years to clearly understand what more its trying to say. But basically get things done bozo. Get things done. It really left an impact on me. Whether it reinforced what I knew or whether it taught me something new, I have no clue. But a mark is there for all to see.
Any free time I get these days is more spent trying to get my travelogue done. Which is easier said than done. The bloody thing just keeps on going on and on and on. I cant get around to cutting it short and is taking an obscene amount of time. I am flowing back and forth between things related nad unrelated. But its fun doing that. I hope when it finally comes out, it should be something that I should be proud of. I am lucky enough to capture a lot of photographs as well. They add real texture and help explain what I would have never been able to with words. Quite a nice experience. I am not so sure how I would be able to write more besides the travelogue. This alone should be enough to keep my writing keedas suitably busy and suitably tired.
I have done the performance appraisals with my team. These are all marathon sessions, each anywhere between two to three hours per person. This is after all a once in a year thing and they at least deserve all the time that they get. This is the time to air grievances. While I might be an ok guy to get appraised from, I am notoriously difficult to appraise. It all depends on my mood at the time. At times I get very docile and disinterested, like the last time around. I was not even interested in the marks my boss gave me. Dena hai toh de, nahin toh mut de. And the year before that I was almost on a war path fighting out every point and mark cut or made. Man, these things can get very very volatile. End of the day its all on my mood. Most of the time I think my attitude in office has been that I will do my job better than you expect, just don’t get in my way. Don’t ask too many questions, just tell me what you want. I almost forgot how I behave till someone pointed that out to me. He called me something like the inner child or some jargon like that. One of the things that you learn over a period of time is to execute relentlessly. There is no substitute for mindless and excellent execution. There are times in middle where you might need to pause for strategy, but most of the time, its simple relentless execution. Mind numbing pace, and always witin parameters. The way we believe we bargain, we normally get the best rate for most of what we do. We try and lower costs every year. As my colleague once caught on to what I said and repeated it till it became folklore ‘inflation is in the minds of the seller’. There is always lower costs, Always. I don’t know where my streak comes from. I was always aggressive. With age I have learned ot channel it right. Channel it internal. Channel it towards the goal.
While reviewing my kids told me that sometimes I push like mad, I drive them crazy and I follow up like mad. I transfer pressure like crazy at times. At the same time they appreciate it and believe that I make them do better. I found this funny at first and not so while thinking again, because I thought I was always the easy going types, and I was not the tough guy. I might not be the stereotyped tough guy, but I realize, that I can push on what I think is priority. I hope I don’t push people too hard and drive them over the edge. I think over a period of time I have gained by alter egos which I can call upon in times of need. This also is self analysis. I don’t know how right it is. People working under me will realize.
One thing is for sure, I have changed over the course of the last three years and am able to push myself and my subordinates like no man’s business. I have been fair and tough at appraisals, whereas earlier I used to be more benign. God knows how I have changed, what has happened. Is it for the good or is it for the worse. As a good friend who knows me from the year 2000, once told me ‘Jaimit, the innocence is now lost from your face. You have hardened and it’s showing on your face’. I did not know if that was a good thing or bad, but I know it was the truth. :)
For all I recommend a book called “execution – the discipline of getting things done” by Larry Bossidy and Ram Charan. If you just internalize the title 20 % of your life will be better. I don’t think I would have had the maturity to read and understand the same 4 years back and at the same breath I must add that I would like to re read the same after 10 years to clearly understand what more its trying to say. But basically get things done bozo. Get things done. It really left an impact on me. Whether it reinforced what I knew or whether it taught me something new, I have no clue. But a mark is there for all to see.
Friday, March 02, 2007
Old friends and triple win
Now let’s see. An old B school friend of yours is coming to your office and she (operative word SHE) is going to drop by and say hi to you as well. What do you do. Well for one, wear nice formals. The ones that make you look important. second…. CLEAN YOUR DESK. You got to look cool, uncluttered and important. hahahhaha. Ya ok, Sonali did drop by the office. She is as smart as she was 8 years ago, and by her own description, svelte. But doing all that just for her…Nahhhhh,…. Ok ok ok ok. I admit, I did clean my desk. But it needed cleaning in any case. It was long overdue. Can a catalyst be defined as a cause. I argue, as not. Your honour, I am innocent, set me freeeeeeeee.
Kya bakwas likh raha hun?
In continuation of my win win win experiments with other hapless victims. I took a cab today from my house to the station. Yesterday I took a cab home from office and it cost be around 160 bucks. While going to the station I asked him if he would go all the way to office at Nariman point for a 100. He said it would be around 130 and you could give 10 15 bucks less. So we agreed at 120. Now it was interesting to see the decisions he takes as regards the route. Some places he took the shortest route and some places he took a small detour but saved time. He maximized his time and money equation in a unique manner. It was very interesting. This way I got the best time money route to take my self in case I am driving in.
Another case was my regular taxi guy who was charging me 40 bucks everyday to get me to Jispa’s bus stop where I dropped her off and take a train to office. Now Jispa’s school going will start only in a months and a half’s time, so I asked him to come in at 7.45 or 8 am. But he already was booked at the time with someone who was going to Mazagaon every day at 7.45. So I suggested that I share some part of the journey with him. He loved the idea. Now for him the best option would be to charge be slightly less than normal, the other guy gets a discount as well, and he must be better off than what he normally would have got by a small margin. So if we assume its 100 bucks to Mazagoan and 40 bucks to Wadala. Then he should charge me 30 and the other dude 90 and therefore the taxi makes 120 versus 100 he would have got. WIN WIN WIN. Lets see what does he do.
Kya bakwas likh raha hun?
In continuation of my win win win experiments with other hapless victims. I took a cab today from my house to the station. Yesterday I took a cab home from office and it cost be around 160 bucks. While going to the station I asked him if he would go all the way to office at Nariman point for a 100. He said it would be around 130 and you could give 10 15 bucks less. So we agreed at 120. Now it was interesting to see the decisions he takes as regards the route. Some places he took the shortest route and some places he took a small detour but saved time. He maximized his time and money equation in a unique manner. It was very interesting. This way I got the best time money route to take my self in case I am driving in.
Another case was my regular taxi guy who was charging me 40 bucks everyday to get me to Jispa’s bus stop where I dropped her off and take a train to office. Now Jispa’s school going will start only in a months and a half’s time, so I asked him to come in at 7.45 or 8 am. But he already was booked at the time with someone who was going to Mazagaon every day at 7.45. So I suggested that I share some part of the journey with him. He loved the idea. Now for him the best option would be to charge be slightly less than normal, the other guy gets a discount as well, and he must be better off than what he normally would have got by a small margin. So if we assume its 100 bucks to Mazagoan and 40 bucks to Wadala. Then he should charge me 30 and the other dude 90 and therefore the taxi makes 120 versus 100 he would have got. WIN WIN WIN. Lets see what does he do.
Thursday, March 01, 2007
when fooled, turn the tables
I have a firend whose nick is Goripari. She had sent me an SMS in February to keep my 29th free, as she was on the quiz show KBC and wanted to phone me on the phone a friend option. I ‘the sucker’ fell for it. This is how I weaseled my way out of the situation. I am quite cheap, I say. Following is the Google talk conversation.
goripari: I had send the msg to every one in my friends list.....not only u
jaimit: good...
cause you will realise that those who keep their 29th free will be your good friends and the rest not so
BTW , my 29th is not free
goripari: ha ha ha
jaimit: i will be very busy
goripari: :)
jaimit: so how many good friends do you have?
goripari: 3 of them called me up immediately to congratulate me ...among them one was Smita kapoor......
jaimit: hmmmmmm
goripari: after that they realised that feb has 28 days
jaimit: seee... people are so happy for you that they forget basic common sense and feel genuinely happy. these are the people who will not realise fact because happiness overwhelms them.
they are the ones who fell genuinely happy for you
they are your friends
goripari: right u are
jaimit: happiness is an emotion that come first to them, common sense later
interesting thesis?
think... again
goripari: yes very interesting....
jaimit: so who is the fool? The person playing the joke or the person on whom it is played out?
hahahhahaha
goripari: ha ha ha ha ha
jaimit: the person who cares for you or the person who cares not for the person who cares for you
who is the bigger fool
goripari: u proved its me :)
jaimit: you decide
i prove nothing
only make you think. :)
PS: nice to know i am on your friends list
goripari: ok...will definitely think over it and let you know :)
jaimit: hahahahhaahahah
dont bother tooo much
but small experiments make interesting anthropological deductions
goripari: :)
jaimit: go now, run along. You know your friends now
goripari: yes.....
jaimit: run
goripari: I had send the msg to every one in my friends list.....not only u
jaimit: good...
cause you will realise that those who keep their 29th free will be your good friends and the rest not so
BTW , my 29th is not free
goripari: ha ha ha
jaimit: i will be very busy
goripari: :)
jaimit: so how many good friends do you have?
goripari: 3 of them called me up immediately to congratulate me ...among them one was Smita kapoor......
jaimit: hmmmmmm
goripari: after that they realised that feb has 28 days
jaimit: seee... people are so happy for you that they forget basic common sense and feel genuinely happy. these are the people who will not realise fact because happiness overwhelms them.
they are the ones who fell genuinely happy for you
they are your friends
goripari: right u are
jaimit: happiness is an emotion that come first to them, common sense later
interesting thesis?
think... again
goripari: yes very interesting....
jaimit: so who is the fool? The person playing the joke or the person on whom it is played out?
hahahhahaha
goripari: ha ha ha ha ha
jaimit: the person who cares for you or the person who cares not for the person who cares for you
who is the bigger fool
goripari: u proved its me :)
jaimit: you decide
i prove nothing
only make you think. :)
PS: nice to know i am on your friends list
goripari: ok...will definitely think over it and let you know :)
jaimit: hahahahhaahahah
dont bother tooo much
but small experiments make interesting anthropological deductions
goripari: :)
jaimit: go now, run along. You know your friends now
goripari: yes.....
jaimit: run
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Ms Ray teaches us all
Sometimes by chance one meets the most amazing people. The other day when I was in Kolkata I took some time out to meet a certain Ms Ray. Ms. Ray and I first spoke on the phone when I was hunting for a book. I could not find my favorite parenting book “10 Basic Principles of Good Parenting” at home. I went hammer and tongs at all the sites searching for the same and finally called a number given at the Oxford store site. Ray picked up the call and has since then given the best possible service over phone and mail. Over a few years I figured that she is easily one of the most prompt and efficient people that I would have interacted with. While I was using her as a customer service person I saw the designation say Content Editor. I kept wondering why this brilliant content editor was taking my calls and mail. In Kolkata when I finally confronted her, she told me that she is a literature student and therefore a content editor by profession, but being in a startup kind of environment; she was handling everything and tried her best to help anyone with a query. Now some time back I had read a book called ‘positively outrageous service’ by Scott Gross. Scott’s point was that some people are naturally great at service and others not so. Some people will feel empathy naturally and some are just not it. So while interviewing it’s just smarter to separate the grain from the chaff. Ray clearly falls into the natural empathy person. I believe that the natural empathy person is the one that is required for all service led organizations. So companies in financial services, all front offices, hospitality, anything. In fact in marketing I firmly believe that the naturals will be the one who will succeed in the long run. They are ones who will feel strongly and naturally for the customers. They are ones who will never screw the customers and will make their needs and wants their own. They are the ones who will believe that service is a must, the consequences may follow. These people in any organization must be preserved and nurtured. They spread the culture by just being there, acting out their true nature. Hmmmmm. If tomorrow’s competition will be on service then the differentiator will be culture. And culture will remain in the hearts and souls of people. So dear company / division, how do you figure out what your soul is? And once you know it, can you really change it? Influence it? Can you nature enough Ms Rays(can you recognize them) in your midst to spread their postivity? Hmmmmmm.
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
grammar swatter
Yesterday I bought a mosquito electrocuter. It’s quite a funny contraption that is shaped like baby tennis racquet, with an electric current running through the middle. You just have to whack the mosquito and presto you have an ace. I tried it yesrday and it makes a funny crackling sound as it passes the death sentence on the poor insect. I normally don’t like killing insects but, mosquitoes and small cockroaches are an exception. More so mosquitoes. I hate them and have no qualms at all about slapping them dead in mid flight. But when you electrocute one with this it feels real bad. I just think I have to get used to it; basically the sound of the mosquito being cooked. Uuughhh….
They sell these things by the dozens at the VT subway. Then keep hitting the racquet against some green plastic fur kind of Christmas decorations. The racquets makes quite a racket, with the crackling sounds coming form the four guys trying to out noise the others in an effort to sell it. As with most, I think the guy who figured how to market the product made more money than the guy who probably invented it. The funniest thing about the racquet is actually the instructions. Let me reproduce the same without permissions. They sound funny but that’s exactly what they write… As I always said, fact is many times stranger than fiction.
Main Character:
Rechargeable Type: It furnishes 2 pcs of 1.2 V high quality rechargeable batteries which can by recharged in recycle for more than 600 times. It is quite practical and economic.
Twice speed discharge: it adopts an innovative twice speed discharge circuit which can output 2500V in a moment. So, it has the best result for result forhitting mosquito.
Electric Shockproof Net: It can kill mosquito which is sucking on human bodies but it is harmless to human. when touching the net on flat surface, without any feeling of electric shock so, it is safe for use.
Leakproof net: It consists on a special 3-layer net which can easily catch insect and never leakout
Directions:
When charging, please use AC 100-240V,50HZ power source.
Before using, please charge the batteries for 8-15 hours. They can be recharged in recycle for 600 times.
When hitting insect, you can easily kill them by just pressing it’s switch.
When the indicator twinkle,it indicate that batteries run out. Then the swatter should be recharged for 8-15 hours
Warning:
For more safety,do not press the switch or touch the ourface of the net when swatter is in charge.
Please do not finger the medium-layer net.
Please shake swatter for cleaning off the insect carcasses which remain in net. Be sure don’t wash it with water,so as to avoid shortcircuit.
The swatter may become without high-voltage or in low-voltage conditions when it absorbe damp in wet weather,the effect will be declined.Then,it can be dried by blowing with electric blower or shining with sunshine. The effect will be recovered soon.
Children must instruce under adult when use it.
Now my dear friend Vinu, who normally splits his hair over my refusal to check anything before posting will find this crazy.. heheheheheh. This was piece was tough to write and all of this is a fact and not a piece of imagination. Check the picture provided.
font of thefly swatter
back of the swatter with the brilliant instructions.
They sell these things by the dozens at the VT subway. Then keep hitting the racquet against some green plastic fur kind of Christmas decorations. The racquets makes quite a racket, with the crackling sounds coming form the four guys trying to out noise the others in an effort to sell it. As with most, I think the guy who figured how to market the product made more money than the guy who probably invented it. The funniest thing about the racquet is actually the instructions. Let me reproduce the same without permissions. They sound funny but that’s exactly what they write… As I always said, fact is many times stranger than fiction.
Main Character:
Rechargeable Type: It furnishes 2 pcs of 1.2 V high quality rechargeable batteries which can by recharged in recycle for more than 600 times. It is quite practical and economic.
Twice speed discharge: it adopts an innovative twice speed discharge circuit which can output 2500V in a moment. So, it has the best result for result forhitting mosquito.
Electric Shockproof Net: It can kill mosquito which is sucking on human bodies but it is harmless to human. when touching the net on flat surface, without any feeling of electric shock so, it is safe for use.
Leakproof net: It consists on a special 3-layer net which can easily catch insect and never leakout
Directions:
When charging, please use AC 100-240V,50HZ power source.
Before using, please charge the batteries for 8-15 hours. They can be recharged in recycle for 600 times.
When hitting insect, you can easily kill them by just pressing it’s switch.
When the indicator twinkle,it indicate that batteries run out. Then the swatter should be recharged for 8-15 hours
Warning:
For more safety,do not press the switch or touch the ourface of the net when swatter is in charge.
Please do not finger the medium-layer net.
Please shake swatter for cleaning off the insect carcasses which remain in net. Be sure don’t wash it with water,so as to avoid shortcircuit.
The swatter may become without high-voltage or in low-voltage conditions when it absorbe damp in wet weather,the effect will be declined.Then,it can be dried by blowing with electric blower or shining with sunshine. The effect will be recovered soon.
Children must instruce under adult when use it.
Now my dear friend Vinu, who normally splits his hair over my refusal to check anything before posting will find this crazy.. heheheheheh. This was piece was tough to write and all of this is a fact and not a piece of imagination. Check the picture provided.
font of thefly swatter
back of the swatter with the brilliant instructions.
Monday, February 26, 2007
yin and yang halo
There are times when one is confused and times when the entire thing looks clear. I have had time and opportunity to think a bit during my weekend trip to Kolkatta. I have always loved the Yin and Yang philosophy. The opposite reconcile theory is also a derivative of the same. After Kolkata I am so much clearer in my mind as to why I love it. I know more about it today than I knew a couple of days back. And I feel enlightened. You might just get to see a halo around me. I want to get a Yin Tang tattoo done on my left forearm. I want it to constantly remind me of the beauty of the philosophy as I understand it.
One requires the other to be defined. While they are opposites but are not in conflict. See it from above and all seem to be one. Shit is necessary in your life, it defines what ‘not shit’ is.
Like most good philosophies, less is better. The more situations one philosophy can describe or relate to the better it is. Simpler is better.
There is so much I have in my mind but I can’t write it. But as of today I am so confident about it. Here is something from the Wikipedia about it.
Everything can be described as both Yin and Yang.
1. Yin and Yang do not exclude each other.
Everything has its opposite: although this is never absolute - only relative. No one thing is completely Yin or completely Yang. Each contains the seed of its opposite. For example, winter can turn into summer; "what goes up, must come down".
2. Yin and Yang are interdependent.
One cannot exist without the other. For example, day cannot exist without night. Light cannot exist without darkness. Death cannot exist without life.
3. Yin and Yang can be further subdivided into Yin and Yang.
Any Yin or Yang aspect can be further subdivided into Yin and Yang. For example, temperature can be seen as either hot or cold. However, hot can be further divided into warm or scorching; cold into cool or icy. Within each spectrum, there is a smaller spectrum; every beginning is a moment in time, and has a beginning and end, just as every hour has a beginning and end.
4. Yin and Yang consume and support each other.
Yin and Yang are usually held in balance: as one increases, the other decreases. However, imbalances can occur. There are four possible imbalances: excess Yin, excess Yang, Yin deficiency, and Yang deficiency. They can again be seen as a pair: by excess of Yin there is a Yang deficiency and vice versa. The imbalance is also a relative factor: the excess of Yang "forces" Yin to be more "concentrated".
5. Yin and Yang can transform into one another.
At a particular stage, Yin can transform into Yang and vice versa. For example, night changes into day; warmth cools; life changes to death. However this transformation is relative too. Night and day coexist on Earth at the same time when shown from space.
6. Part of Yin is in Yang and part of Yang is in Yin.
The dots in each serve:
as a reminder that there are always traces of one in the other. For example, there is always light within the dark (e.g., the stars at night); these qualities are never completely one or the other.
as a reminder that absolute extreme side transforms instantly into the opposite, or that the labels Yin and Yang are conditioned by an observer's point of view. For example, the hardest stone is easiest to break. This can show that absolute discrimination between the two is artificial.
7. Forces regain balance with yin-yang curves
Look at curves, where one thing is resolved with another. Our own bodies possess plenty of yin-yang curves, as do the bodies of all other organisms. Yin-yang curves can be internal (part of the physique) or external (part of the trajectory of motion). Select and adapt with curvature.
One requires the other to be defined. While they are opposites but are not in conflict. See it from above and all seem to be one. Shit is necessary in your life, it defines what ‘not shit’ is.
Like most good philosophies, less is better. The more situations one philosophy can describe or relate to the better it is. Simpler is better.
There is so much I have in my mind but I can’t write it. But as of today I am so confident about it. Here is something from the Wikipedia about it.
Everything can be described as both Yin and Yang.
1. Yin and Yang do not exclude each other.
Everything has its opposite: although this is never absolute - only relative. No one thing is completely Yin or completely Yang. Each contains the seed of its opposite. For example, winter can turn into summer; "what goes up, must come down".
2. Yin and Yang are interdependent.
One cannot exist without the other. For example, day cannot exist without night. Light cannot exist without darkness. Death cannot exist without life.
3. Yin and Yang can be further subdivided into Yin and Yang.
Any Yin or Yang aspect can be further subdivided into Yin and Yang. For example, temperature can be seen as either hot or cold. However, hot can be further divided into warm or scorching; cold into cool or icy. Within each spectrum, there is a smaller spectrum; every beginning is a moment in time, and has a beginning and end, just as every hour has a beginning and end.
4. Yin and Yang consume and support each other.
Yin and Yang are usually held in balance: as one increases, the other decreases. However, imbalances can occur. There are four possible imbalances: excess Yin, excess Yang, Yin deficiency, and Yang deficiency. They can again be seen as a pair: by excess of Yin there is a Yang deficiency and vice versa. The imbalance is also a relative factor: the excess of Yang "forces" Yin to be more "concentrated".
5. Yin and Yang can transform into one another.
At a particular stage, Yin can transform into Yang and vice versa. For example, night changes into day; warmth cools; life changes to death. However this transformation is relative too. Night and day coexist on Earth at the same time when shown from space.
6. Part of Yin is in Yang and part of Yang is in Yin.
The dots in each serve:
as a reminder that there are always traces of one in the other. For example, there is always light within the dark (e.g., the stars at night); these qualities are never completely one or the other.
as a reminder that absolute extreme side transforms instantly into the opposite, or that the labels Yin and Yang are conditioned by an observer's point of view. For example, the hardest stone is easiest to break. This can show that absolute discrimination between the two is artificial.
7. Forces regain balance with yin-yang curves
Look at curves, where one thing is resolved with another. Our own bodies possess plenty of yin-yang curves, as do the bodies of all other organisms. Yin-yang curves can be internal (part of the physique) or external (part of the trajectory of motion). Select and adapt with curvature.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
appraisal crap
I have rarely felt so much pressure at appraisal time. It’s hardly my appraisal that I am worried about. Actually not at all. It is the appraisal that I have to do for my kids that keeps me awake. How do I balance it? How do I be fair to them and the company and to myself? How do I set the standard? My personal standard might be higher but the general standards might be lower.
It really keeps me quite occupied. I am forming opinions every second as the D day comes closer. I will have to let go some of what I hold close. They will have to go through their rite of passage. They will have to evolve. Sometimes I have no clue how they would but will have to trust them to swim. They will learn only by falling. I will have ot let them fail and not hold that against them. But at the appraisal, isn’t it my duty to hold them accountable. I must do what is good for the organization in the long run. After all purely going by responsibility, I must think long term. Long term. What is needed three years down the line? How do I balance my own requirements and progress with those of the kids? How do we move in sync? I am not so worried and insecure about my self; that is something I left behind long ago, but my worry is how do I take them along with me for the long run without hurting them.
Thoda sa toh girne de
Let them fall a bit,
Only by falling will they learn,
Learn they will to rise,
High above and well beyond
I wish them all the very best
And look with eager eyes
You may not spread my name
But you will spread the style
A style that I have in some small way
Hope to put inside
Inside your brains and in your soul
To touch you in many ways
And hope that you will someday
Reap all that I meant to grow
Grow grow grow
It really keeps me quite occupied. I am forming opinions every second as the D day comes closer. I will have to let go some of what I hold close. They will have to go through their rite of passage. They will have to evolve. Sometimes I have no clue how they would but will have to trust them to swim. They will learn only by falling. I will have ot let them fail and not hold that against them. But at the appraisal, isn’t it my duty to hold them accountable. I must do what is good for the organization in the long run. After all purely going by responsibility, I must think long term. Long term. What is needed three years down the line? How do I balance my own requirements and progress with those of the kids? How do we move in sync? I am not so worried and insecure about my self; that is something I left behind long ago, but my worry is how do I take them along with me for the long run without hurting them.
Thoda sa toh girne de
Let them fall a bit,
Only by falling will they learn,
Learn they will to rise,
High above and well beyond
I wish them all the very best
And look with eager eyes
You may not spread my name
But you will spread the style
A style that I have in some small way
Hope to put inside
Inside your brains and in your soul
To touch you in many ways
And hope that you will someday
Reap all that I meant to grow
Grow grow grow
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
panch ka do ya do ka paanch
In one of the Raj Kapoor movies he goes to the city and meets a banana seller. She is selling five bananas at two annas. Raj Kapoor pretending to bargain offers five annas for two bananas instead. (I don’t remember the exact numbers but the message is right). The banana seller refuses and Raj Kapoor pretends to walk away. She then figures the maths and calls him back. Our hero smiles and says, maousi, I haven’t a penny. She offers him the bananas free. And so the friendship began. Cute story. I think the movie was Shree 420 or Awara. One of those. Why am I remembering this story?
Yesterday while going home I felt a bit hungry. I stopped at the nearby tapri selling sing-chana and sukha bhel. Now I didn’t want to eat too much at the risk of filling my tummy and screwing up dinner. So I ask him, sukha bhel kitne ka? He tells me five bucks. I ask him if he could go lower and he firmly refused. NAHIN!... ok ok… I reply…paach ka de toh. Then I figured that I really did not want that much, so I tell him char rupiya ka de par panch lena. He say, “ Nahin, Sirf paanch ka milega”. I shout back, “yeda, tu pura rupiya paanch lena, par char rupiya ka hi maal dalna, mujhe kum khana hai.” I explain I don’t want to waste it. hmmmm. The bulb somewhere in his mind lit, but I don’t think completely. He was wondering if I had gone mad. He then made some, asking me if the quantity was enough. I paid him five and left. A win-win situation.
It set me thinking. Suppose if I had complicated it a bit. If I had offered him four bucks but only asked him to give me three rupees worth, what would he have done? He pay off would have been greater with a higher profit margin, I would have spent lower absolute amount of money, I would have been happy with the quantity and of course my wife would be happy that I would not waste her dinner that she prepared. What would he have done? In Mumbai the biggest cost is always real estate and must be so also for the roadside guy, after all he pays the hafta to the local goon, the BMC and the rest. It has to be a significant chunk of the cost. So given that his biggest cost is fixed he MUST try to maximize his margins.
So if I had complicated it further by offering him a choice, telling him, either give me four rupees worth at five bucks or three rupees worth at four, what would he have chosen? And if I had further given him an option to of two rupees worth at three bucks, what would he have done? As the amount grows smaller his payoffs would keep on increasing but he would be compromising his five rupee barrier. The five rupee barrier I assume is to distinguish him from the lowly sing-chana vendor and pitch him at the higher value add business of sukha bhel and higher through puts. But by increasing his margin we have him at a fix. So in effect I am keeping the one rupee premium for lower absolutes in addition to the margin that he makes on the bhel. If the premium is fixed and the margin as a percentage is intact then he must theoretically jump at the lowest offer.
I want to try this with him some day and see what he does. Doe she just ask me to fuck off or does he look at me as if I am mad or does he take the worst offer. How would his mind work, would it be rational and take the lowest offer or would it be irrational and tell me to buzz off, or would be a mumbaikar mind and assume that I am taking his case. Interesting thing this mind game might be.
Sanjeev my sister’s hubby has an interesting tale to tell. He once ordered Dahi Idli at one of the lovely south Indian joints at Kings Circle, but he loved the dahi more than the idly. So asked for more dahi. Sorry we don’t serve dahi, was the answer. Oh ok…. Ok then get me dahi idly without the idli, we will pay full price…. No.. we serve it only with the idli. Ok… then get me dahi idli with the dahi and the idli in separate dishes without mixing the two. NO… this is the only way we serve it. Oh bother…..Fact is sometimes stranger than fiction.
This should be a decent indicator of what the sing-chana vendor is likely to do, faced with the option. No wonder economics has changed since we first learnt about the rational mind and the brilliant supply and demand intersecting. This is also an example of when one can charge a premium and have the customer pay it. Finally it depends on the type of need being fulfilled. That is where the intersection changes up or down.
Bus kar yaar…. Too many economics books have gone into my head. What empty blabber. Ab mein khud pak raha hun. Will try it once on some vendor and let you know his reaction. Hehehhehehe.
Yesterday while going home I felt a bit hungry. I stopped at the nearby tapri selling sing-chana and sukha bhel. Now I didn’t want to eat too much at the risk of filling my tummy and screwing up dinner. So I ask him, sukha bhel kitne ka? He tells me five bucks. I ask him if he could go lower and he firmly refused. NAHIN!... ok ok… I reply…paach ka de toh. Then I figured that I really did not want that much, so I tell him char rupiya ka de par panch lena. He say, “ Nahin, Sirf paanch ka milega”. I shout back, “yeda, tu pura rupiya paanch lena, par char rupiya ka hi maal dalna, mujhe kum khana hai.” I explain I don’t want to waste it. hmmmm. The bulb somewhere in his mind lit, but I don’t think completely. He was wondering if I had gone mad. He then made some, asking me if the quantity was enough. I paid him five and left. A win-win situation.
It set me thinking. Suppose if I had complicated it a bit. If I had offered him four bucks but only asked him to give me three rupees worth, what would he have done? He pay off would have been greater with a higher profit margin, I would have spent lower absolute amount of money, I would have been happy with the quantity and of course my wife would be happy that I would not waste her dinner that she prepared. What would he have done? In Mumbai the biggest cost is always real estate and must be so also for the roadside guy, after all he pays the hafta to the local goon, the BMC and the rest. It has to be a significant chunk of the cost. So given that his biggest cost is fixed he MUST try to maximize his margins.
So if I had complicated it further by offering him a choice, telling him, either give me four rupees worth at five bucks or three rupees worth at four, what would he have chosen? And if I had further given him an option to of two rupees worth at three bucks, what would he have done? As the amount grows smaller his payoffs would keep on increasing but he would be compromising his five rupee barrier. The five rupee barrier I assume is to distinguish him from the lowly sing-chana vendor and pitch him at the higher value add business of sukha bhel and higher through puts. But by increasing his margin we have him at a fix. So in effect I am keeping the one rupee premium for lower absolutes in addition to the margin that he makes on the bhel. If the premium is fixed and the margin as a percentage is intact then he must theoretically jump at the lowest offer.
I want to try this with him some day and see what he does. Doe she just ask me to fuck off or does he look at me as if I am mad or does he take the worst offer. How would his mind work, would it be rational and take the lowest offer or would it be irrational and tell me to buzz off, or would be a mumbaikar mind and assume that I am taking his case. Interesting thing this mind game might be.
Sanjeev my sister’s hubby has an interesting tale to tell. He once ordered Dahi Idli at one of the lovely south Indian joints at Kings Circle, but he loved the dahi more than the idly. So asked for more dahi. Sorry we don’t serve dahi, was the answer. Oh ok…. Ok then get me dahi idly without the idli, we will pay full price…. No.. we serve it only with the idli. Ok… then get me dahi idli with the dahi and the idli in separate dishes without mixing the two. NO… this is the only way we serve it. Oh bother…..Fact is sometimes stranger than fiction.
This should be a decent indicator of what the sing-chana vendor is likely to do, faced with the option. No wonder economics has changed since we first learnt about the rational mind and the brilliant supply and demand intersecting. This is also an example of when one can charge a premium and have the customer pay it. Finally it depends on the type of need being fulfilled. That is where the intersection changes up or down.
Bus kar yaar…. Too many economics books have gone into my head. What empty blabber. Ab mein khud pak raha hun. Will try it once on some vendor and let you know his reaction. Hehehhehehe.
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