If it's free... it's not worth it... general perception....

Taken from one of the forwarded mail.... not sure it's true or not ... but sounds true... :) ...

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In Washington DC, at a Metro Station, on a cold January morning in 2007, this man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, approximately 2,000 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After about 3 minutes, a middle-aged man noticed that there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds, and then he hurried on to meet his schedule.

About 4 minutes later:

The violinist received his first dollar. A woman threw money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.

At 6 minutes:

A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.

At 10 minutes:

A 3-year old boy stopped, but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head the whole time. This action was repeated by several other children, but every parent - without exception - forced their children to move on quickly.

At 45 minutes:

The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.

After 1 hour:

He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed and no one applauded. There was no recognition at all.

No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a Stradivarius violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before, Joshua Bell sold-out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100 each to sit and listen to him play the same music.

This is a true story. Joshua Bell, playing incognito in the DC Metro Station, was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities.

This experiment raised several questions:
*In a common-place environment, at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?

*If so, do we stop to appreciate it?
*Do we recognise talent in an unexpected context?

One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:

If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made . . .

How many other free things are we missing as we rush through life?

The Guys' Rules.....

Disclaimer: It is forwarded mail and published with intend to fun and nice humor. Girls please don't take seriously, Anyway it is not going to work with you.

The Guys' Rules­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­­

At last a guy has taken the time to write this all down Finally , the guys' side of the story. ( I must admit, it's pretty good.)
We always hear "the rules" From the female side.

Now here are the rules from the male side.
These are our rules!
Please note.. these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!
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1. Men are NOT mind readers.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport.
And no, we are never going to think of it that way.
 
1. Crying is emotional blackmail.
 
1. Ask for what you want.
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just come to the point and say it directly!!
 
1. Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question. ‘may be’, ‘perhaps’ and ‘whatever’, such answers don’t serve any purpose.
 
1. Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do.
Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.
 
1. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a Problem. don’t force us to drag you to a doctor.
See a doctor yourself.
 
1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days
 
1. If you are no heroines, don’t expect us to act like heroes.
 
1. If you think you're fat, you probably are.
Don't ask us.
 
1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one
 
1. You can either ask us to do something Or tell us how you want it done.
Not both.
If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.
 
1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.
 
1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.
Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We ‘will’ act like nothings wrong.
We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the argument.
 
1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.
 
1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really …..  
1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as CRICKET OR FOOTBALL.
 
1. You have enough clothes.
 
1. You have too many shoes.
 
1. I am in shape. Round is a shape!  
 
1. Thank you for reading this.  
 
1. All points are marked as point no. (1), becoz all points are equally Important.
There is no thing as More Important or less Important.

મુંબઈ શહેર....

આમ તો મુંબઈ આવ્યા પછી.. અહી ૩ મહિના રહ્યા પછી ઘણું લખવાનું મન થયું છે આ શહેર વિષે પણ હજી જોઈએ એવા શબ્દો અને અનુભવો મળતા નથી.. પણ હમણાં બક્ષી-એક જીવની વાંચી રહ્યો છુ અને એમાં બક્ષીજીએ મુંબઈ માટે કવિતા લખી છે અને મને ગમી છે તો એ અહી છાપી મારું છુ...
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મુંબઈ.. રાતે ખોવાઈ જતા તારાઓ અને ઓફીસ ટાઇમે આવતી દરિયાની ભરતી... દિવસભર આશાની જીવલેણ વાસનાઓ, ઉપર અને ઉપર જવાની.. અપરિચયની ચામડી પહેરીને આવ્યો હતો તારા શહેરમાં.. હવે લોહી નીકળતું નથી, લેસ્બીઅનોના વિશ્વમાં.. ઓમલેટ ટ્રાય કરતાં ઘાસાહારીઓના પરાક્રમદેશમાં... રાતો વપરાતી નથી અને વેનીલાની ખુશ્બુથી પેટ ભરાઈ જાય છે...
કોન્ક્રીટ ચાવતાં મશીનો અને.. અટરલી બટરલી સંસ્કારી થઇ ગયેલા લક્ષ્મીબાજો.. કેસેટની ધાર પર ઝુલતા અવસાદ ગીતો, જઠરમાં સીરોસીસ પાળતા નવા બાળકો.. ઉપર જવાની રેસમાં નામો ભૂલી ગયા છે.. હાડકાંઓના અક્ષાંશ-રેખાંશ માપતા સફળ માણસો... તમારા એરકન્ડીશંડ મુલકમાં શૈશવ આવ્યું હતું કોઈ દિવસ?...
નામી સ્ત્રીઓ, ભીની સ્ત્રીઓ, બહાર આવી ગયેલાં મુળિયાવાળી ખુશ્ક ઔલાદો.. ઈમ્પોર્ટેડ ભાષા.. કાયદેસર ગુસ્સો, ક્રોમીંયમ પ્લેટેડ પ્રેમ.. ચુંબનોનો પુનરજન્મ, શેરબજારમાં ખરીદતી શાંતિના ભાવ... સુખની નવી પરિભાષા શીખી ગયો છું તારા શહેરમાં.. રેડિયો કંપનીના વિજ્ઞાપનનો પરાગ ઝરે છે.. ખુલ્લા સમશાન પર અને ઝોપડપટ્ટી ના દેશ પર.. જે કારના દરવાજા ની બહાર શરુ થાય છે..
આજે આ શહેર મારું છે.. કાગડાના માળામાં હું પણ ઈંડા મુકતા શીખી ગયો છું.. હવે મારા દાંત સુંવાળા થઇ ગયા છે.. મને ઠગાવાનો અપમાનબોધ રહ્યો નથી.. કારણ કે ટીવીની સ્ક્રીન પર મેં મારો ચહેરો જોઈ લીધો છે...
સેકંડના લાલ કાંટાને હું સલામ કરું છું.
ઉપરની રેસમાં
હું છેલ્લો છું અને મારી આગળ કોઈ નથી.
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શુભ દિપાવલી - નૂતન વર્ષાભિનંદન

આજે ગુજરાતની અસ્મિતાની માવજત કરવાનો અવસર છે. આજે ઘરમાં એક સુંદર પુસ્તક કે એક સુંદર કેસેટ ભલે આવે. આજે ઘરનાં સંતાનો સાથે બેસીને એકાદ સુંદર કવિતા વંચાય કે એક ભજન ગવાય તો મિષ્ટાન્ન પણ અધિક મધુર બનશે. સરેરાશ ગુજરાતી નાગરિક ઉત્સવપ્રિય અને શાંતિપ્રિય છે. એને વિશ્વનાગરિક થવામાં મુશ્કેલી નથી પડતી. એ દુનિયાના કોઈ પણ ખૂણે જાય ત્યાં ગરબો લેતો જાય છે.
- ગુણવંત શાહ

Chintu ki kahani......

Pareshaan thi Chintu ki wife
Non-happening thi jo uski life
Chintu ko na milta tha aaram
Office main karta kaam hi kaam

Chintu ke boss bhi the bade cool
Promotion ko har baar jate the bhul
Par bhulte nahi the wo deadline
Kaam to karwate the roz till nine

Chintu bhi banna chata tha best
Isliye to wo nahi karta tha rest
Din raat karta wo boss ki gulami
Onsite ke ummid main deta salami

Din guzre aur guzre fir saal
Bura hota gaya Chintu ka haal
Chintu ko ab kuch yaad na rehta tha
Galti se Biwi ko Behenji kehta tha

Aakhir ek din Chintu ko samjh aaya
Aur chod di usne Onsite ki moh maya
Boss se bola, "Tum kyon satate ho ?"
"Onsite ke laddu se buddu banate ho"

"Promotion do warna chala jaunga"
"Onsite dene par bhi wapis na aunga"
Boss haans ke bola "Nahi koi baat"
"Abhi aur bhi Chintus hai mere paas"

"Yeh duniya Chintuon se bhari hai"
"Sabko bas aage badhne ki padi hai"
"Tum na karoge to kisi aur se karunga"
"Tumhari tarah Ek aur Chintu banaunga"

(WAKE UP CHINTU)

IT Myths......

Myth #1: If you are not in the biggies... u are a loser
Auntyji : "Beta, kaunsa tent?"
Me: "Persistent! Aunty I work in Persistent. "
Aunty: "Tumko Info*** mein nahi mila kya?" (in short: "tum second grade gadha lagte ho")

Then I have to make efforts to tell them how I actually work for a much better company. In case the opposite person is technologically sane then I give him some product development 'funda' (arrogance).

Myth #2: If you haven’t been on site ...u are a loser
Uncle: "Tum do saal se IT company mein kaam kar rahe ho na?"
Me: (tightening my collar..head high) "Haan uncle......bas ....."
Uncle: "Tum videsh nahi gaye?"
Me: "Nahi uncle project mein requirement nahi hai onsite kaa"
Uncle: "Lekin woh bunty ko toh maanna padegaa.... engg mein 2nd class milaa...fir bhi usne jamke mehnat ki aur usse company ne USA bheja!"

Aaaha! thats the problem. People think that only the smarty pants are sent on site while the loser ones are the people left behind in India. So the assumption is that if you haven't been on site then you don't work hard nor you have any sincerity and ... ok that's enough for now.

Myth #3: You can fix any computer..and calculator and may be clocks too
Most of the computer engineers around must have at east once gone to a friend's place only to fix his /her comp. The task can be from installing a software (next..next.. finish) to fixing a computer which gives electric shocks when its metal areas are touched.

Myth #4: You have lots of money
Once I met up with my friends from school ...from various fields. I just mentioned that it is such a pain to go to office nowadays and said that I wanted to buy a car.
Friend1: "what problem do u have man .. u are an IT waala"
Friend2: "Tu toh Honda CRV le saktaa hai"
Me: "CRV!! aabey CRV kyaa mere pass VCR lene ka paisa nahi hai"
Even after 5 minutes of convincing them weren't getting convinced.

Myth #5: Coding means sitting in front of the computer
During my college days , my classmate had an encounter with a guy from mechanical dept:
Mech guy: "Your Computer engineering is a big nautanki.... four years You learn the same grey dabba... and all you ppl do is sit nicely in front Of that dabba and punch the keys"

Well I don’t completely disagree

Myth #6: One more thing which oldies say : “ Now you work in
such a big company , you are settled , you should marry now !! “

Myth #7: In Diwali…u get questions like……”Are you gonna get a
bonus this Diwali…..??” And when we reply in the negative…..they seem
so surprised…!!!!!!!

Myth #8: A common issue that I have seen:
When I tell anybody that I work with Infosys, many times I get a reply
“My son/daughter/relative Mr/Ms XXX also works with Infosys. You must
be knowing him/her” and if I answer in the negative, they feel
disappointed (sometimes even angry with me).

How to explain to them that there are around 1,00,000 employees in my
company forget about knowing everybody in the company. L
LoLzzzzzzzzzzzzz…..

Add ons:
#How many times do you face this question
“What does your company make…???”

Enjoy.............. Taken from Kavan's forwarded mail.....

One more poem......

I sit beside the fire and think

of all that I have seen,

of meadow-flowers and butterflies

in summers that have been;



Of yellow leaves and gossamer

in autumns that there were,

with morning mist and silver sun

and wind upon my hair.



I sit beside the fire and think

of how the world will be

when winter comes without a spring

that I shall ever see.



For still there are so many things

that I have never seen:

in every wood and every spring

there is adifferent green.



I sit beside the fire and think

of people long ago,

and people who will see a world

that I shall never know.



But all the while I sit and think

of times there were before,

I listen for returning feet

and voices at the door.



I really like this poem from the book The Lord Of The Rings....
My sentiments of there days are so aptly described in the poem, see if u can actually feel the old hobbits & state of mind & relate to it.

Funny Poem......

Got it one of forwarded mails....
Don't know weather it's wining poem or not but you its funny and sarcastic and I feel worth to share.... so enjoy.....

WASHINGTON POST COMPETITION ASKED FOR A TWO-LINE RHYME WITH THE MOST ROMANTIC FIRST LINE, BUT THE LEAST ROMANTIC SECOND LINE

This is the winner:-

My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife,
Marrying you screwed up my life.

I see your face when I am dreaming.
That's why I always wake up screaming.

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.

I thought that I could love no other --
that is until I met your brother.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.

I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don't take that paper bag off your face.

I love your smile, your face, and your eyes --
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!

My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?

My feelings for you no words can tell,
Except for maybe “ 'Go to hell. ” '

What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts tequila, one part lime JJJ

And you calling me colored?

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?
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This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem, Written by an African Kid ....
I am not sure though.... got in one of the forwards...

Here i am sitting in my office @ night

Here I am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed from a maverick collage life to strict professional life…...

How tiny pocket money changed to huge monthly paychecks

but then why it gives lesss happiness….

How a few local denim jeans changed to new branded wardrobe

but then why 's there less time to use them

How a single plate of samosa changed to a full Pizza or burger

But then why there is less hunger…..

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed…..

How a bike always in reserve changed to car always Full on

but then why there are less places to go on……

How a small coffee shop changed to cafe coffee day

but then why its feels like shop is far away…..

How a limited prepaid card changed to postpaid package

but then why there are less calls & more messages……

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed…...

How a general class journey changed to Flight journey

But then why there are less vacations for enjoyment….

How a old assembled desktop changed to new branded laptop

but then why there is less time to put it on……….

How a small bunch of friends changed to office mate

But then why we always feel lonely n miss those college frnz.….

Here i am sitting in my office @ night…

Thinking hard about life

How it changed….. How it changed……..

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very true .. indeed..... for me at least... college days much more enjoyable than current office days.....