Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Werfen



No arrows for direction, No measures for distance
The roads I can ask; the skies I can talk.
Rays of sun to tell me the time
And winds to sing story of older times.
The little girl speaks words so polite
Alas, for the language I am naive.

Mountains to give me a high
And castles, if only one, I could buy;
Sit on swings of leaves when the legs get tired;
Drink from the river when the throat gets dry.
Take company with edelweiss and hyacinths
Holstein and Simmental to bid me good bye

Oh tram, take me to my ElDorado
Terra firma where i am Incognito

Adios
-Anuj Lakhotia


This is written after visiting Salzburg, Innsbruck and Werfen in Austria.

Monday, September 29, 2008

The Beach at Cannes




The beautiful boy playing with the ball
Behind the dog, occasionaly taking a stroll
Jumping and splashing up water
Building castles and making merry
Running behind the pigeons to make them fly

Grows up and swims far in the water
And picks up a friendly fight
Jogs across the beach to see the chics

When he finds his honeymoon mate
Sits, Loves and makes imprints
Enjoys a ride in the yatch
While the Chinese walk with a guide
His psyche thinks of the boy and the dog

And grows his hair white
He then spends hours playing the poker
And see the child do a somersault.
Drinking his favorite brand of wine,
He comes there to see the October sky
and sit with the pigeons he once used to fly...

-Anuj Lakhotia


Tuesday, December 04, 2007

NAINITAL

Flowing waters, moving Boats; Thumping yatches against the winds,
Sunshine shining as pearls on the algae-colored water;
The red-colored trees
And the yellow foliage trotten pathways,
The honeymoon couple holding hands
Sharing Moments of Laughter;Moments of love;
School kids playing cricket on the skating ground
Places on hill, where life comes to stand still
She stands there in her black overcoat and white winter cap
Eating the pink sugar candy
As I pen this eating the pancake
Heaven, I feel, is where I am
Ironically, hel(L), I know is where I come from


Welcome retreat from hel(L) after summers .Penned this down while eating at a restaurant facing the Naini Lake.

Adios
-anuj lakhotia

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Harmony Cup at IIM-Lucknow

The Bhavishya comittee of IIM-Lucknow organised a cricket tournament 'Harmony Cup' in a yet another effort towards its vision to help the underprivileged.

The day chosen was none other than Gandhi Jayanti and the tournament was sponsored by Mint-one of the most favored hangouts of helLites.
The event witnessed huge participation , support and brought a lively environment at campus.
All committees were required to send a team of 5 members (with at least one female player)
and individual teams also competed along with. The setting was in the lush-green football grounds of the campus with special floodlights installed making the moment almost unforgettable , cricket under flood-lights with slight night dew.
Quite a few number of matches went down to the wire which were enjoyed by the students listening to the peppered commentary from the Student Council.

The finals were played at midnight between the committees Manfest and IIC.
The proceeds from the participation fees will go to Bhavishya social-welfare projects .

The Gandhi Jayanti at the campus started with a thematic contest on non-violence followed by prayers and Shramdan ( Effort-Donation) by the helLites.
The day definitely could not have been put to better use !!

-Anuj Lakhotia

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Barclays Capital at IIM Lucnow

There cannot be a cooler way to start off the summers process then to get Barclays on campus for the first time. It was an excellent session with the company by Mr. Roopesh, an alumnus of the insti setting expectations about the company really looking forward to grow in India.

The personal experiences of the team that has come along with him also gave deep insights to the students looking for careers in I-banking There were Mayank , Aditi and Siddharth from IIM-Ahmedabad batch of 2006 and Bala from the batch of 2007 coming from different profiles like trading ,foreign exchange,sales and structuring.

HelL(IIM-Lucknow) is really looking forward when they visit the campus again shortly.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Intel - Racism Inside

Intel’s intent of ad titled “Multiply Computing Performance and Maximize the Power of Your Employees” was to convey the performance capabilities of our processors through the visual metaphor of a sprinter.

Lousy advertisement. 6 black guys bowing to a white .Kind of a mistake which can make or break careers. Just cant understand how this ad went past Intel executives.

Am looking for the agency that created this.

-anuj lakhotia

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Welcome to 'helL'

Landed in helL. This was what was lying outside my room. Perfect welcome....

-anuj lakhotia

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Aaap the to zindagi thi....

Aap the to zindagi thi,
ab to sirf ji rahein hai
Aapki Judaai mein pi rahein hain
Maloom hain mujhe phir apka saath milega
par pata nahi zindagi ka vo mod kahaan milega
Aapko bhi humaari yaad satati hogi
Der raat mein karvate badalvaati hogi
Kuch palo ka saath phir se mil jaaye
To zindagi kuch din aur sakoon se kat jaaye !


Was thinking about someone- fictious or real (not very sure), when I wrote this.
Though very ordinary in its expressions, some lines do have a deeper meaning concealed.

Adios
-anuj lakhotia

Saturday, April 14, 2007

City Of Angels



Favorite Scene

Meg Ryan riding the bicycle.

Favorite Dialogues

Seth- Nicolas Cage ; Maggi -Meg Ryan

Seth : What's that like? What's it taste like? Describe it like Hemingway.
Maggie: Well, it tastes like a pear. You don't know what a pear tastes like?
Seth: I don't know what a pear tastes like to you.
Maggie: Sweet, juicy, soft on your tongue, grainy like a sugary sand that dissolves in your mouth. How's that?
Seth: It's perfect.

Concept I liked

Free will, brother. Free will.

Overall - Ok love Story made good by the cast

-anuj lakhotia

Sunday, April 08, 2007

The Mckinsey Way


Title - Nice and only hype
Writing Style - Easy to Read
Useful- 5 on a scale of 10
Will help- People who are about to start their careers in highly demanding companies with an unwavering focus for the clients
Not for - People already having a good experience in the corporate
Overall -Worth Read .

Adios
-anuj lakhotia

Thursday, February 08, 2007

Smart Question

Read this on the dilbert Blog recently . Give it a try !!

Here’s a question that I like to ask: What is more important to the function of a car – having an engine or having wheels?

Read Answer

Saturday, February 03, 2007

Channel V -I am watching

Recently I went to attend this Lucky Ali & Kailash Kher concert at "Unmaad "the all-controls-lose festival of IIM Bangalore.
Luckily for me , some of my folks (read Mohit)are the pride of the campus and I got the opportunity to be at the exclusive area between the security and the stage , inches from where the stars performed.And Ya, Lucky Ali did manage to get a handshake with yours truly.Think, It was a decent nite with some good music oozing out in front of i-will-rock-even-if-you-fart on stage crowd of Bangalore.

Kailash kher was average with only his "Allah-ke -Bande" track getting the crowd on their feet.However, Lucky Ali did manage to enthrall the crowd with his performance. Even though he has a song collection with numbers so similar you will wonder if it is the same song playing all over again.

It was while enjoying this part of nite I met this hot chic.(all ears up) One of those one sided meetings where the other party doesnt notice whether a meeting is happening. Dressed in a shimmering black short cut sleeve kurta she had captured the eye balls of ppl young and old in the area around her. With a white band around her night -like black hairs , a white pearl set glistening on her sartorial perfect kurta, matching flat heeled ,front covered sandals and height equal to mine everything seemed so right about her.

The moment I saw her started the "O Sanam" by Lucky Ali .The lyrics just adding the effect to the occasion

Ankhon mein bassee ho
Par door ho kaheen
Dil ke kareeb ho
Yeh mujhko hai yakeen.

I found my face glued towards my left shoulder as I hummed along and dedicated every number from "Dekha hai Aise bhi" to "Kitni Haseen Zindagi Hai Yeah"
and "Aa Abhi Jaa" to her. Dedicated from me to my angel for nite.
She did catch a few glances of me when I and Lucky were singing

Tere Mere Sath Jo Hota Hai,
Baat Samajh Mein Aati Nahin,
Tere Mere Sath Jo Hota Hai
Sabke Saath Who Hota Nahin,
Jub Sara Jag Hi Sota Hai,
Phir Neend Hamein Kyo Aati Nahin,

The sleep was not to come this nite for sure. But suddenly I saw her waiving a good bye towards me. I have never been in a state of flux like this before. Before my reflexes embarassed me , I caught a voice behind my back coming over my shoulders responding "Love,Cya at the show tomorrow". Ah! my two split-seconds of fame.

I shifted some step towards with a heavy heart towards my friend Mohit who yelled "Did you saw the hot..........Channel V VJ".
A faint smile came on my ignorant-till-now face, I drooled a bit , moved my left hand over my hairs and hummed with the crowd...
Khaali haath aaye the hum
Khaali haath jaayenge

Ek pal ka jeena, phir to hai jaana
Tofa kya leke jaaye, dil yeh bataana

The song once again was cut for the time.
All the songs sung during the nite have been absolutely fabulous.
Thanks Mohit for the nite and Channel V its u that , now I am watching!!!

-Anuj lakhotia

Thursday, January 25, 2007

Guru



A few words I liked

jaage Hain Deer Tak
Hamen Kuch Deer Sone Do
Thodi Se Raat Aur Hai
Subah To Hone Do
Aadhe Adhure Khwaab Jo
Pure Na Ho Sake
Ek Baar Phir Se Neend Mein
Woh Khwaab Bone Do

Applies to me every morning!!

Go watch. No need to wait for the reviews

Friday, December 22, 2006

Winter Thoughts

Frosty Nights,Chilly Winds
Cut through my skin
Stil, I feel so snug
In the warmth of her presence;
Her vivacious smiles,her bubbling talks;
Her joyful spirits and life-giving touch;
Shields me from the snow that is cast
With her she takes me the world round
Alas, one day I know, I wont find her around
Fear makes me shut my eyes tight
I open them again to find
Frosty nights;chilly winds
Cut through my skin
I do not feel any snug
As under the bed has fallen my Quilt

Wrote this while waiting for the Qualis . Christmas will be celebrated in Kerela & may be in a houseboat :)

Merry Christmas to All!!!

-Anuj lakhotia

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Laughing All the Way.....

In the last post, I criticised Blogger for its generation-old software. And voila, this Christmas
Google has done what I wanted. I see some cool features around.
I know wiith Google in the hot seat they will be always coming!!!
Just waiting for my blog to be moved to the new Blogger :)

-anuj lakhotia

Saturday, December 09, 2006

I need...

Two two things that go hand-in-glove with the title are "Allahdins genie" or else the "ZANDU" ka kesari-jeevan. Well , my need is thoda hatkar. Often i have found myself wanting to say a little 'hello' to my blog by way of say, some photo I liked ,some article I came across, some of my humour wise-cracks, some video I came across, wishlists of places I want to go, books i want to read, things being added to my dream home, my present crush,the last movie i watched ....the list is endless.

I have always looked upon it as to be the centre-place of my online presence, to be linked to my other identities on the web say the Orkut, flickr,my wiki, my You-tube videos collections, ...be a medium to flash out the last coolest thing I saw evolving on the web.

But i realise that the blogging s/w has a long way to go. By the time I log in & start typing in this template page ,part of my writing-crazy grey cells are already asleep. I think i deserve the right to rightclick on a cool pic and say publish to my blog , Select a piece of text & publish it with ease or add a cool -blog to my list in split-seconds. But alas , the current solution forces my thoughts to remain as thoughts.

I tried the "Send the Blogger" button in the Google toolbar..and it was a big disappointment for things i wanted to do. I think Blooging is stil to evolve a lot further.

It dawns on me ,though a bit late, that I should hold blogger the reason for my hyper-low -blogging frequency. May be if I were in US i could have sued them for a million dollars...eh.

I think that I should try out a couple of other places like the Yahoo 360,MSN Spaces or the wordpress. I tried Multiply sometime back. I found it pretty nifty and good.
But my love for Google products has kept me here. Is someone listening out there??
or ppl are too busy with minting money & buying around companies :)

Some cells that have woken up remind me that I initially planned to write about the beautiful outing I had at my manger's place today. From the top of his home at seventh floor, it looked like as if i was looking into my future 5 years ahead :)

Alas!!....SOD-SOT

-Adios
anuj lakhotia

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Waiting For The 'Morning'

Darkness surrounds, Obstruct my thoughts
I can see the past; the future is though dark;
I stand by the Window
With me stands still the time
I want it to fly, run, race away
To show me the next day
It ticks; ticks slowly,
As if it also awaits something
My mind looks forward for the day
When I could see the fruits of my actions
When this Darkness would be cleared
If lil’ I will do, lil’ the clock will move
I have to look beyond; to illuminate the dark
As I start; Time soon starts flying past
The Gloom has moved; The moods have changed
Thoughts are back; Future does not remain Bleak
I can feel light cutting through the dark,
The Night Making way for the dawn
The day I am waiting for though hasn’t come
But has been brought near!


Was in a sombre mood.Thought to write a similar poem.
But this ended livening me up.
-anuj

Sunday, September 17, 2006

Unknown Faces

Unknown faces, meet at some point in life
First imprints, thoughts originate
Views form ,break ,collapse, form again
Slowly a character is shaped
Lovable, Special in their own moulds
As they unfurl their folds
Some pass away as snakes slough skin
Others become a part of your souls
Time machine takes them farther
But now boundaries are mere perceptions
Spaces unfathomed are just thoughts away
They take away a part of yours
A part of them now runs in your blood
Memories would gush of the together times
Of Times of laughter, times of pain
Moments of anguish, moments of fun
Unknown faces, who touched you at some point in life
Till you again meet the now known faces

One of my friends/flatmates Anubhav Kushwaha joined Microsoft as a Program Manager
This was wishing him farewell.

Adios
-anuj

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Trip to Wayanad

Group( Interesting ppl coming together ,to make these moments eternal......


Prashant Maskara, Trilogy guy & flat-mate

Sudhanshu from TI

Ashish Nijhara from Infosys(claims to fame with his Infy chics)

Gaurav Punia from Magma,( He was wearing a football star LAMPARD tee, and was referred to as lamba-fart throughout the journey)

Anant from IIM-L(engineering+IIM has snowballed his desperation levels)


The Plan( The beauty of an unplanned plan,great moments of a bachelors life.....

Miffed by the monotonous life of a S/W Engg, myself & Prashant were on the look for an
refreshing break away from the cyber-city. A three day weekend & stories of plentiful interesting places in & around Wayanad made Kerela the destination-to-be. Warnings of hot-weather & absence of likeminded people in Trilogy for trekking did not provide much resistance to stop our plans.

The Shaky Start( why it has to happen like this always......


It started with both of us reaching out to our contacts to form an interesting group .Onset of Friday morning, three guys were sure including two of us and some other six guys

in their state of indecision. Then Anant called me up around 11 in the morning when I was in bed still that he was in & reminded me that it was Friday & I should be booking the Cab.
A scheduled maintenance in TI helped Sudhanshu to come .Punia managed to come despite his TL asking him to work on the weekend.

Nijhara being from Infy had all the time in the world & jumped in.

Each one reached to my place from their respective offices at the scheduled time of 10:00p.m Friday except for Prashant who was battling the bugs and got free only by 11:30

The Journey(Hitting the road,music,drinks,small breaks, pissing in open-air.......

The journey is always almost the USP of any trip. Partially because it is peppered with humorous anecdotes from every ones life ,latest music at high decibel being played & if it is all guys trip then one of the lesser mortals being made the scape-goat to entertain the party

Ashish was made the DJ, the front-seat guy in the qualis who was responsible for catering to the diverse public demand, fine-tuning the decibel levels for each song & getting down to ask the directions in case required. He was given the more frequent boos for Anu Malik songs & occasional good job for songs like“Kajrare,Kajrare”

Pooniah was made the treasurer & made to reach-out to his ass everytime someone needed even a penny. He was also responsible for getting the snacks & drinks from the on-the-way restaurantsHe had a tough time buying things and bargaining while he talked in English & responses came inMalyalamHe also talked about the latest chics he befriended on ORKUT

Sudhanshu talked about his no-time-to-spend-money life in Texas Instruments.And that he called a female DODO( dumb) coz she did not understood Circuit Theory. The same girl got 20 marks more than him in a viva where he answered all the questions on a project for which he has worked off his asswhile the female was unable to differentiate a resistor & a capacitor by looking at them.


Prashant meanwhile fantasised about the body-2-body massage he was expecting in Kerela.
He captivated everyone with the beautiful themes on his Nokia which made him to spend more time on phonecalls.

Anant constantly dwelled a lot in chics at TI ,the company has been ranking high in Employee Satisfaction & females whom Sudhanshu have admitted looked awesome while playing table-tennis


The First Day


We luckily got a dirt-cheap accomodation in Kalpetta. From previous trip experiences we already knew that the rooms were mainly used to get off the travelling fatigue on the first day & then to be used as a luggage dumping grounds for the rest of the stay.

There could not have been a better way to start the trip than the visit to the Eddakal caves.
We found the gates locked because it was the election day in Wayanad.. As we were discussing
the poor fate & next plan of action we saw some localites climb the gate,go past & come back.
It was good enough to motivate Sudhanshu who lead the pack to climb the 10 ft gate & go across.

Prashant had problems to carry over his weight on the gate but manged to use his height to his advantage.

Pooniah faced the same problem& later admitted that he started sweating from places he had never before which was visible in the wet marks on his cargoes. Possibly the female hormones in his body took over & he vowed to go back & get a detailed checkup. The caves led to a beautiful view of the valley & opened up to a mountain peak which had to be climbed using some ropes alreeady hanging alongside the mountain rocks. Reaching to that point using them brought us a sense of victory an intangible feeling of pride & having conquered something. We knew that coming to Wayanad has already paid off.

Later on the day we went to the Soochipura waterfalls which disappointed us because it came at the end of a pretty long trek & the waterflow did not meet the documented expectations. Partially becausewe were there before monsoon. Anyways,part of the group found it good enough to have a bath even thougheveryone realised that they havent got their clothes.

Anant & Sudhanshu had a long discussionwheteher to go on in a jockey or their full attire , keeping in mind the sanctity of the place & having an eye on the fellow tourists from the fairer sex. Both of them took the plunge with their respective perspectives finding a commonality in hiding behind the rocks during bathing While the rest of the group made some videos which they are sure would sell like hotcakes. Also a perfect present to give on their respective marriages I t was a good time at the not-so-good falls.

Dinner at night was pathetic because everything was cooked in Coconut oil. Ashish & myself could not bear the idea of something which is applied on head going in our mouths & had to leave the dinner halfway. The other gourmets though not liking the coconut oil taste in their mouths decided to go ahead motivating themselves by appreciating its divergence from the normal cuisine.
The history though recorded that even they could not finish off their meals.

The night was marked with the cant-do-without drinks party , the continuation of anecdotes from the jouney,the stories becoming more livelier & interesting than before, and ended around 3 with a decision to wake up at 6 in the morning

The Second Day

Wake up time: 10 a.m

This day was planned for the notorious Chembra Peak Trek. Though in the end we found out thatit was much more notorious than said. It is a tough trek,extreme at some places enough to break the motivation of the trekking parties ,pretty steep and a series of unending peaks to climb.
The climbing was accompanied by some1 getting breathless, another one dizzy finding out his vertigo limits,scarcity of drink n food we brought with us, some Indian parties leaving mid-way,while some foreigners coming back saying aixcellent trek , people taking off clothes to keep off the sweat.
We scaled till two peaks which ended in a heart-shaped lake. Though right now it looked preety dirty & having only mugfuls of water.

Meanwhile Gauravs TL has called up & we had to abort our plans of night on Kozhikode beach
so that we can reach back Bangalore before Monday.

The trip back home , we stopped at Mysore for dinner where Ashish relived his halcyon training days at Infosys. The Infy Campus from a top-view spells as INFOSYS & there isanother campus which is coming out and is in the form of Narayan Murty's signature NRN.

Overall the trip was good & a pleasant break from the Bangalore heat.Though Prashant admits that he has done away with his trekking-quota for one year.Pooniah decides to take up more chancs on females he make friends with. Some of us decide to pursue the more professional rock-climbing with equipments et al.


Huh, managed to write a trip memoir. Though I have missed out the police escapade while we visited the Archaelogical site Eddakal caves which were closed, the breakfast stories, the Punia talent show and some other threads which ran during the trip. The essence of them I expect to be covered by the other fellow trekkers in their comments /respective blogs or the pics & the videos will fill in those voids

-Anuj







Tuesday, May 02, 2006