Ripple of desire

I feel within me a ripple of desire

There is a lot of self faith and a lot of fire

I know i can get whatever i want

Coz i am a person who is sane and sound

This ripple within wont let me rest

And would push me to become better n best

The world is my stage and i m here to perform

There is a lot to do before the curtains go down

The Poverty Well

I was walking through a street this morning

When i saw a poor kid on roadside crying n mourning

It seemed that he had no place to dwell

And it was quite evident that he was deep in the poverty well

Though the sight was quite thought provoking

But all i could do was to continue walking

Coz i was getting late to catch my bus

Hence I accelerated my steps and walked on thus

But while i was waiting at my bus stop

The misery of that child still crossed my thoughts

I was ashamed of my ignorant behaviour

And pleaded for mercy from the supreme saviour

Elevator or Stairs???

Hey folks , after experimenting with a tearjerker song and the public display of my sketching histronics , i now present to you a real life incident which has a inherent learning attached to it.

This incident is not an old one. It was a sunny May morning, my bus was in my office campus at 8:15am (our driver is quite punctual u see :) ). I was following the usual routine of walking from Bus bay area to my Tower. As always i swiped my card to the ground floor attendence tracker and rushed to the elevator. Though i am on a dieting spree , my laziness prevented me to utilize the staircase till 2nd floor. I boarded the elevator , and mind you this elevator is famous for its temperament :). Its "Out of service" most of time , just like our cricketers :). I was all alone in the elevator and just as the elevator's door were almost closed, i got shock of my life.Out of the blue the Elevator's power supply was switched off. I had never experienced such a situation before but then there is always a first time:).

Fortunately there was a slight opening between the elevator door , through which i could peep.I tried opening the doors but nothing seemed to favouring me .To my rescue a girl came to the elevator and all i could say to her from the opening was "It is stuck!". She helped me and we were able to open the elevtor gates huge enough for my escape.

After this adventerous experience i took the road not taken (staircase in this situation:) ) and reached my cube. I was retrospecting the whole incident when i got a "Good Morning" mail from my friend.He is famous for sending these sweet and meaningful morning mails that really kick start your day.

But this mail was quite special coz it said:-
Hard work is like the stairs and Luck is like a lift.Lift may fail sometimes but whatever may be the occasion, stairs will always get you to the top.

I couldn't interpret if the incident was a teaching in disguise to me,was it a divine message to me.I am still searching the implication of the incidence and would like to know your take on it :)

But a simple lesson to all of you : Take stairs instead of Lifts coz (1) It's a good workout (2) I got a helping hand but one is not always lucky :).

Sketching ..another facet of Shruti :)

Sketching has always attracted me ever since my childhood. I can attribute it to my DNA as my Aunt and Mom love sketching too . I have made a couple of oil paintings , but always felt more comfortable with sketching , coz it involves less hassel n time :). I havn't sketched anything since a long time , but would like to share few of my Celeb sketches with all of you.

Safar chalta raha

Rukh kara hamne jis aur
Woh raasta hi badal gaya

Saanjh hone main waqt tha
Par hamara saaya humse juda hua

Rah main rahgeer toh bahut mile
Aisa koi na mila jo umar bhar saath chale

Par hamne bhi safar jaari rakha
Aur manzilon ki talaash main jahaan parkhaa

Its all bout EXPERIENCE baby

Experience is like a midas touch in IT industry and in almost all walk of life. If you have it ; everyone acknowledges you , listens to you and is awed by you . If on the other side you are new , fresh or layman you really have to make your way in this big world.

This article is no critical discrimination amongst 'Experienced professionals' to
'Inexperienced folks' , but its just my point of view of the whole set up.

There is no denying fact that there are still people who will welcome the fresh lot , but majority still judges you by the experience you have in your kitty. I have a personal experience to back my story. I was a usual Project Engineer sometime back. Doing the usual coding , testing , support work in a project. After a long stint in that project i was bored of my job. I craved for change and even asked for a release to my manager , who assured me that he would let me free after sometime. While i was on my lookout for something interesting a got an invite by this Innovative and Challenging group within my company. Initially i was surprised by the luncheon invite , but later thought of giving it a try. The luncheon turned out to be interesting and i was told that the group was searching for fresh and young people for expanding their business. The group was already a good revenue generator for the Organisation and they were expanding. I was mesmerised by their words and thought that 'this was the change'.

I told my manager that i would like to be released asap to join this group. He too kept his word and soon i was a part of this innovative group. I was anxiously waiting for assignments (although i knew i had to hone myself a lot to be in sync with the other members and i googled a lot for self development too) . Initially i was offered few proposals , but somehow nothing materialised (the reasons are still unknown to me ). But i was quite spirited about my decison and thought that the wait was worth all the work that i would be getting soon.

Days went by and now the feeling of anxiety sank within me . I had very few acquaitances in the group , most of whom were in onsite. I started sending weekly reminders to my manager who was in US. He would assured me that they are hunting for a fitment for me , but nothing positive really happened.

To my surprise the group underwent a huge re-organisation and all the hierarchies were restructured. By now i had spent 4 long workless months on Bench. I was shattered but still had a little hope . I was told that i would be reporting to a new supervisor after the re-org.I was least aware that soon hell will broke loose on me. When i spoke to the new supervisor, i was made aware of the fact that i stood nowhere in the group , since they required a whole lot of experience . I was told upfront to seek some other oppurtunity in the company outside this group,and after spending an entire workless quarter i was asked to start from scratch.

Its true that Bench is not a curse in our industry and many people have spent even more time on bench than me.Its also true that there are areas which demand experience and can't bargain their job with less experienced talent .But during this whole episode i ask myself and to every reader of the blog "What was my fault?" Was my blind trust on my initial manager the culprit? Is switching fields within organisation like ours is not that easy , coz you will be striked off on the grounds of experience ? All these questions keep coming back to me , and i hope i would get the answer to them sooner or later.

This article is not intended to offend anyone and i hope that would be taken in the right spirit.



Just wanna end this on a lighter note : Before saying no to anyone less experienced think about once "Kyunki aap bhi kabhi inexperienced the" :)

I ain't gonna stop !!!

Don't let your dreams die
No matter how hard the circumstances try

A failure or two is always to teach
That there is still a limit u have to reach

Just gather your guts n gather your courage
Coz if u aspire life takes u to a new voyage

And now i am geared to conquer the world
Since there is no power that would make me hold.

Mithya ...my second creation

Kehte hain ruh ruh ko pehchaan leti hain

Jab milta hain woh EK shaks , yeh sab jaan leti hain

Phir kyun kuch log mil k bhi nahi mil paate

Sirf ban kar uljhe sawaal dil main bas jaate

Ab toh hamne khuda se bhi sawaal karna chod diya

Kyunki kisi ne dil k taar hila kar hamme zanzhor diya

Wapas laut jana chahte hain hum apni ussi purani duniya main

Jahaan hum khush the akele , aur jeete the apni masti main

Par us raah par chalne se pehle hamme sab bhoolna hoga

Mushkil hai yeh kaam , par is udhedbun se hamme juujhna hoga

Shayad woh ek khwab hi tha jo hamne khuli aankhon se dekha

Unhone aana hi nahi tha aur hamne bekaar unka rasta dekha

A gift from a friend :)

This one is not my creation but was written by a Friend for me . Meri official Hyderabadi coach Firdous ne yeh mere ko dedicate ki thi . Njoy it :)

Roz bhot jano se hote rhaiti baat meri
Sob ku pasand aari hyderabadi chal apni
Thode janon ku to hyderabdi sikne ka bukhaar chad gaya --> Like me :)
Nai nai so jage hau nakko dekke apne ku bi maza agaya :)

Hallu hallu bolke bole to kisiku has has ke nikal jaate aansoo
‘Parsoon’ boleti ki poochte asli wala ya hyd’badi parsoon
Thodon ku ata ghussa,bolte hindi ka karrain tum logan mur-der
Bakhi ke jane bolte nai nai achi nai telugu se to hai better

Nama rakhne walon ku kon rok sakte
Apan bi dusri jaga gaye to aisich rote
Kuch bhi bollo ek baat to har koi kaisa bi maanta
Puri duniya me apni biryani ki takkar me koi nai aata..

Khali bol,chal khana,pina-ich bolke nai
apne hyd ka sab kuch ek dum hatke hai
ek baar agaye idar to jane ka naam nai lete
idar udar chale bi gaye to wapas aane ku takte..

Last paragraph bilkul sahi hai :)

Maa song from TZP , but with a TWIST:D

One day while listening this emotional number "MAA" from Taarein Zameen Par , a weird thought crossed my mind . What if this song was sung by a Hyderabadi kid ;) Since i am amateur in Hydbdi hindi and still learning its nuances from my friend Firdous , i tapped her and we came out with this senti turned hilarious piece .I am lucky enough to have friends from other regionality and later this piece was decorated with Punjabi , Haryanvi and Bengali versions with inputs from Isha , Pooja and Rishav respectively. Hope you would njoy this :)

The Original Song ( U need to carry a hankerchief while listening this song):

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin

Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa

Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin

Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa

Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa

Tujhe Sab Hain Pata,,Meri Maa

Bheed Mein Yun Na Chodo Mujhe

Ghar Laut Ke Bhi Aa Naa Paoon Maa

Bhej Na Itna Door Mujkko Tu

Yaad Bhi Tujhko Aa Naa Paoon Maa

Kya Itna Bura Hoon Main Maa

Kya Itna Bura Meri Maa

Jab Bhi Kabhi Papa Mujhe

Jo Zor Se Jhoola Jhulate Hain Maa

Meri Nazar Dhoondhe Tujhe

Sochu Yahi Tu Aa Ke Thaamegi Maa

Unse Main Yeh Kehta Nahin

Par Main Seham Jaata Hoon Maa

Chehre Pe Aana Deta Nahin

Dil Hi Dil Mein Ghabraata Hoon Maa

Tujhe Sab Pata Hai Naa Maa

Tujhe Sab Hai Pata Meri Maa

Main Kabhi Batlata Nahin

Par Andhere Se Darta Hoon Main Maa

Yun To Main,Dikhlata Nahin

Teri Parwaah Karta Hoon Main Maa

Tujhe Sab Hain Pata, Hain Na Maa

Tujhe Sab Hain Pata,,Meri Maa

Now the Hyderabadi Version :) U can giggle to the hilt at this :

Main Kabi Boltoon Nai

Magar handere Se Dartaon Main ammy

Waise To Main,Dikhlataon Nai

Tumari Parwaah Kartaon Main ammy

Tumaku Sob maloom, Hain Nai ammy
Tumaku Sob maloom,,Mere ammy
Public Mein aisa Nakko Chodo Meku

Ghar wapas bi nai aa sakoon ga ammy

Bhejo Nakko Itti Door Meku Tum

Yaad Bi tumaku aa nai sakoonga ammy
Kya Itta Bura Hoon Main ammy

Kya Itna Bura Mere ammy

Jabbi abba mekuZor Se Jhoola Jhulate na ammy

Meri Nazar tumaku Dhoondhti

Sochtoon aake pakadlete tum ammy
Unku Main bol nai saktoon magar

Main daar Jaataon ammy

Shakal Pe Aane nai Deta saktoon

Dil Hi Dil Mein Ghabraataon ammy

Tumaku Sob maloom, Hain Nai ammy
Tumaku Sob maloom,,Mere ammy
Main Kabi Boltoon Nai

Magar handere Se Dartaon Main ammy

Waise To Main,Dikhlataon Nai

Tumari Parwaah Kartaon Main ammy

Tumaku Sob maloom, Hain Nai ammy
Tumaku Sob maloom,,Mere ammy

Punjabi Version

Main kade dasda nahi,

par hanere ton darda haan main bebe

unjh taan main vikhanda nahi

teri parwa karda haan main bebe

tainu sab haiga pata, hai na bebe

tainu sab haiga pata, meri bebe

bheed vich na chhad mainu,

ghar mud ke v na aa pavaan bebe

bhej na aina door mainu tun

chete v tainu aa na paavaan bebe

ki aina maarha haan main bebe

ki aina maarha meri bebe

jad v kade bapu mainu

jad jor naal jhoota jhootaande ne bebe

mere dide labhan tainu

sochaan aihi tu aa ke phadengi bebe

ohna nu main eh kehnda nahi

par main seham jaanda haan bebe
mukhde te aan dinda nahi

dil hi dil vich ghaabr janda haan bebe

tainu sab haiga pata, hai na bebe

tainu sab haiga pata, meri bebe

Main kade dasda nahi,

par hanere ton darda haan main bebe

unjh taan main vikhanda nahi

teri parwa karda haan main bebe

tainu sab haiga pata, hai na bebe

tainu sab haiga pata, meri bebe

Haryanvi Version

Main kade batanda konya

Par andhere tain daroon sun main maan

Unn tai kade main dikhaanda konya

Teri parvaahan karun sun main maan

Tanne sab sai bera , hai na maan

Tanne sab sai bera , meri maan

Bheed main iss tariyaan manya chodde maine

Ke ulta gharaan bhi konya aa paaun main maan

Manya bhej itni dorr maine tun

Ak tanne yaad bhi konya aaun main maan

Ke itna bhoonda soo main maan

Ke itna bhoonda soo meri maan

Jad bhi kade baabu manne

Jor tain jhoota dewain sain maan

Meri aankh doonde tanne

Sochun ke tu aa k thaamb degi maan

Unte main kahnta konya par

Main saham jaaoun soon main maan

Moonh pe aan denta konya

parDil main hadbada jaaun sun main maan

Tanne sab sai bera , hai na maan

Tanne sab sai bera , meri maan

Main kade batanda konya

Par andhere tain daroon sun main maan

Unn tai kade main dikhaanda konya

Teri parvaahan karun sun main maan

Bengali Version

Aami kokhono boli na

kintu andhakare bhoy kore je maa

emni toh aami, dekhaai naa

tomar chinta kori je maa

Tumi sab kichu jaano na maa,

Tumi shab-e jaano, aamar maa.

Bheede aamai emni chedho na

Badi phirte-o paari na maaPathiyo na

eto durr aamai tui

Tor moneo aashi naa maa

Ami ki eto baaje bolo maa

Eto baaje ki aami maa

Jokhon-e baba aamai

Jore dolna jhulai

aamar nazar toke khoje maa

bhaabi ei tui eshe take thamabi maa

Oke aami ta bolte pari na

Sajhya shob kore ni maa
Mukhe aami Ashte diy na

kintuMone mone bhoy paayi aami maa

Tumi sab kichu jaano na maa

Tumi shab-e jaano, aamar maa

Aami kokhono boli na

kintu andhakare bhoy kore je maa

emni toh aami, dekhaai naa

tomar chinta kori je maa

Tumi sab kichu jaano na maa,

Tumi shab-e jaano, aamar maa.

Ist tyrst with kalam :)

This is my debut attempt at Shayari :) Though i m amateur , would like to know the feedback :)

The Original :

Mukkaddar ne hamme unse mila diya

Aisa laga jaise ek jhoke ne shaakh ka ik ik patta hila diya

Bahe ja rahe the hum unke saath sukhe patte ki tarah

Jab talak zindagi rupi bhavar ne hamme vastavikta se mila diya

I got few feedbacks from friends and the modified versions are as follows:

Version 1 ( Sunny's Feedback)

Sunny felt that the shayari was bit of a fusion and the last line doesn't really go well with the other three lines. He suggested that a bit of modification would make it perfect.

Mukkaddar ne hamme unse mila diya

Aisa laga jaise ek jhoke ne shaakh ka ik ik patta hila diya

Bahe ja rahe the hum unke saath sukhe patte ki tarah

Jab talak zindagi rupi bhavar ne hamme asliyat se rubaru kara diya

Version 2 (Surinder's Feedback)

Surinder too had the same thoughts as Sunny and he suggested me to modify the above three lines to give it a complete Hindi look :)

Kismat ne ek din hamme , unse mila diya ..

Aisa laga ki jhoke ne, shakh se patta hila diya..

Bah rahe the unke saath, sukhe patte ki tarah ...

Zindagi ki bhanvar ne akhir, hakikat se mila diya ..

Version 3 (Ish's Comments)

Ish suggested that we should avoid metaphors in poetry. He said that the comparison "Zindagi rupi bhanvar" is not apt and bit of modification is required in that area.

Mukkaddar ne hamme unse mila diya

Aisa laga jaise ek jhoke ne shaakh ka ik ik patta hila diya

Bahe ja rahe the hum unke saath sukhe patte ki tarah

Zindagi ne akhir hamme hakikat se mila hi diya ..