Friday, August 29, 2008

hilarious

As a consultant - I take offense to the video and song, but still laughed my guts out...


Damn It Feels Good To Be A Banker -- A Wall Street Musical from Leveraged Sell-Out on Vimeo.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

i just realized

that since the first day of college..i've been running at a pace so frenetic, that my reserves of fuel have finally reached a stage where replenishment doesn't occur at par with the 'burn'.

The burn fatigues. With relationships, provision of inspiration and success - I replenish...but the balance shifts, tips one way.

what will it take?

in pursuit of answers.

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Beijing update will follow soon - if you;re on facebook ofcourse; the pictures speak volumes.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

freedom.

I step out to make a phone call and soak in some sun. 3 kids are running with a kite in their hand. August 15th approaches for us Indians.

I smile.

They smile back and begin to argue on which terrace to use. As they turn to run in fits of glee, known only to children, I notice the brilliant symbol of freedom they celebrate, embossed on the kite...

Is a picture of spiderman.

Thank you spidey...we owe you one.

Monday, August 11, 2008

tell me.



A fun but tiring mid-week birthday celebration. Mind not quite in it but the heart pulls through. Discussions around changing patterns in the amount of time we can spend with each other amidst the manic crazyness that life presents. I'm glad she's enjoying the work though, keeping aside the ridiculously difficult commute.

Finally, a chiller scene with an old friend from across the border. Some interesting realizations and the amazement around how some perceptions can be so conservative, even in the supposedly 'developed' and exposed parts of the world.

So much happening when it comes to the passion of work. A great get-together of almost uncharacteristic sorts on friday with Moets culminating into retro-classics at smokehouse. need to take T there.

Have promised T that I'm going to read all the Harry Potter's uptil the half blood prince so that I can enjoy the movie in November when it releases. Don't know how the hell I'm going to manage it but some how, I've got to make it happen. Long flights should offer that opportunity. Lucikly, the other mega-release in November doesn't carry the weight of such a responsibility. Quantam of Solace is going to rule.

The other brilliant book I'm currently reading is Obama's 'The Audacity of Hope'. There are still Americans that believe in core elements like hard-work, deserved security and a respect for one another, features that shine through in this intellectual political discourse.

In other news, couple of new tunes and the enjoyment the capo has brought to the 6-string has almost promised a set-piece creation by the end of this year. Hard work and dedication is what is going to see that come through. Actually, it's pure passion and the desire to make it happen in tandem with some pretty nifty time-management which shall deliver the sapna. Sapna tera aur mera

Birthday shopping for some of the August-borns was completed today - thank god. I know a lot of people born this month.

India's getting its ass kicked at both the Olympics and in Sri Lanka. Why am I not surprised?

No more energy for an update now. Follow me on Twitter for the micro-blogging enthusiasts.

Over and out.

Sunday, August 03, 2008

spend some time with me

Van Chitgough's phenomenal track discovery of the week. Indie band Death Cab for Cutie deliver another masterpiece after my previous favorite - When Soul meets body.

This one's called I will possess your heart...
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How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me
It's like a book elegantly bound, but in a language that you can't read - just yet
You gotta spend some time love, you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find love, I will possess your heart

There are days when outside your window, I see my reflection as I slowly pass
And I long for this mirrored perspective, when we'll be lovers, lovers at last
You gotta spend some time--love, you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find--love, I will possess your heart

I will possess your heart

You reject my advances and desperate pleas
I won't let you, let me down so easily, so easily

You gotta spend some time love, you gotta spend some time with me
And I know that you'll find--love, I will possess your heart

I will possess your heart.


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Sunday, July 27, 2008

a thought

"..At times we live our lives on a paper-thin edge that barely separates greatness from mediocrity and success from failure... Life is often compared to a marathon, but I think it is more like being a sprinter: long stretches of hard work punctuated by brief moments in which we are given the opportunity to perform our best"
- Michael Johnson
This was sent to me by someone who probably believes this more than anyone I know. I don't necessarily concur, but do grudgingly admit that moments in life that correspond to the above mentioned thought do stand out in memory...

Monday, July 21, 2008

means to an end.

It's abundantly clear. The efforts, blood, sweat, tears, sacrifices,self-inflicted pain, pressure and mind numbing drive is purely a set of outcomes as a process that goes part and parcel with the 'means'. A means to a larger end.

A good friend reminded me that there is nothing more important then the passion for life. For if it isn't the ability to truly 'live' for what you love and cherish the most, why must we do all we do?

Why must there be self-doubt? Why must be there be comparisons? Why must there be a passive submission to the rodent infested scamper?

Am I being foolish again? Am I losing sight of what is truly important? The solutions and systems are being put into place for all practical purposes. Assisting the balance, assisting the intensity, assisting smooth capabilities for further dogged determination. Assisting.

And who shall assist thyself?

For there exist no liabilities except that one sub-conscious permeating element - Ambition.

Tread carefully DC. Tread carefully. it is dangerous paths we choose in pursuit of self-actualizing nirvana. For true self worth comes with those you love and those that love you. Everything else is but a means.
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A little bit of existentialism to help one sleep better through the night.

Monday, July 07, 2008

encapsulating

Much time has elapsed since the last major update. The reasons for this have been multi-fold. Buried under oodles of work, traveling across countries and southern beach towns (not that I got to see too much of the beach), reunions that stretch out long into the evenings and an overwhelming sense of 'too much too soon' in terms of expectations both within and without.

A crazy last 4 weeks to put it mildly.

Reunions

DG was in town. I have always admired the man's ability to create the sense that we'd never spent a day apart. An insane reality check that almost 3 years had gone by since we shared the tiny room in vikhroli leading up to the big I-C....Anyways, as always with DG, the catch ups had much to do with food so we head to Oh Calcutta for the first of our long nights of nostalgia. Speaking of Oh Calcutta, the food there is simply out of this world. Get a taste of the biryani and the crab that comes served in banana leafs - melt in your mouth stuff. After dinner (and a long discussion on the average dilliwalas lack of social/civic sense) we scooted over to Debbie's for more drinks. I got some more music of DG (although his taste is becoming softer by the year) and finally bid adieu as late as 3am. I had to fly to London the next night and with DG meeting up with us around 8 in the evening, I just about caught my flight post 4 stella's (thanks to the InBev brand launches in Gurgaon) at TCs with KS and SS. A good night and a great reunion. Fantastic news from DG along with the most insightful bit of wisdom he's ever shared with me in recent times "After a point, when I realized __ was the one, I didn't see any point in waiting around anymore". Amen. Thanks for sharing bro, can't wait to celebrate the awesomeness with you very very soon.

London

I already gave you guys a glimpse of what was the second trip in as many weeks. A tremendous city with a phenomenal cultural melange; I was lucky to have had some extremely insightful discussions on what makes the world's most desirable city click from a couple of locals. This combined with 2 insane projects running side by side and I had my first ever feeling of international exhaustion. I never thought it possible - but it happened and boy was I glad to be back on home soil after finishing off YT and the series of never-ending meetings on the event that is going to capture the state of science in India. Not etirely the topic that captures van chitgough's imagination but the scope has enough in it to be noteworthy of a phenomenal experience. The fingers are crossed that all of this is going to create enough of an 'echo' in the coming months ofcourse :)
Moving along, London highlights included Nando's, the salt yard, brilliant chilling on a sunday afternoon at Hyde Park, The London Eye, the V&A Museum, waddesdon manor, lots of 5 minute stop-overs with the tube-station musicians of all sorts, trips to Oxford Said Business School for a seminar on the politics of inclusion around globalization and finally a cocktail reception with the good doctor on 'entrepreneurship' (he is such a stud) at LBS. On a reunion note (what is a visit without catching up with friends in the vicinity:)), brilliant fun catching up with RC and the rest of the London based gang. Lots of great conversations, walking around embankment and south bank (the former being my favorite part of London) and generally finding cool places to go dancing - shancing after the stupidly early timings that bars close (it's certainly NOT the party capital of that side of the globe). A satisfying trip overall both professionally and personally and Van Chitgough's thumbs up to the city is now official.

JNC 2008
So I got back from London on the 20th. Tired, jet-lagged and with enough follow up work to kill an army of really intelligent consultant elephants (consultephants?), I could have used a couple of days in bed just answering emails and being pampered with cold glasses of nimbu paani and good desi grub...alas,it was not to be. Van Chitgough has been notorious for pushing the limits on previous occassions and in this particular situation, he just didn't have the heart to back out, knowing the consequences it can have for the organizing parties of an @ conference. Hence, on a sunny sunday morning, I packed up and proceeded to pondicherry, for what was going to be a pretty jam-packed week. I underestimated just how maddening and jam-packed it was going to be.
350 youngsters aged 17-22, lots of internationals, lots of activity and lots of expectations. 3 years since my last @ in India conference and I was now back. I was also very very old (at 24, believe it or not!). The organization's gotten wilder, louder and rowdier (or am I just being an old foggy?) but the intelligence, passion and pure unadulterated enthusiasm remains. I think I did OK overall and managed to connect with a critical mass of people. Some more great conversations, moments of hilarity, moments of inspiration and moments of sheer exasperation with the state of affairs. @ conferences never fail to provide a see-sawing sense of emotion :)
Can't put all of it down in words but all in all - I'm glad I went and I'm glad I capped off the core involvement with the organization that's been such a part of my life (uptil now) in the way that I did. From here on, I'm happy to sit back, reconnect with fellow old-timers (or dinosaurs as we used to say in Switz), shell out some cash for support and providing time periodically for advice. Great memories from Pondicherry and it was bizarre to feel that post-conference let down after so many years. It's hellishly difficult coming back to an empty house and loads of decisions/responsibilities/deadlines after being surrounded by a micrcosm of India's screaming youth population in a room for 7 days :) Great memories.

Phew. A lot. So brilliant to be back home though. Spent the week catching up and getting down with the warrior sound once again. Got the realization that I need to get a lot of stuff down on 'paper' and not leave difficult decisions purely to trust. Things change and situations evolve. The manifestations of expectations is best described on ink, rather then through spoken word. I need to push for this to secure mine and the organization's future. An excellent reunion with the thakur who is now back in India for good (giving me an opportunity to visit him in Gwalior :)) along with some late night shenanigans at YBR with the entire college gang. Gosh how much I love those guys.

I'm still up at this unearhly hour, partly because of the blessing in sporting spectacles that was the recently concluded wimbledon final. In all of Lord Federer's greatness, there is something to be said for this 22 year old phenom from Spain. I bow to you ever so gently Rafa. You were the man tonight and your humble repitition of the heavily accented 'thank you very much' during the presentation ceremony was a reminder of just how young you are. Your age and innocence bely the brutality of your game on court. Very few men have won the french and wimbledon back to back; and to beat god in his own backyard takes guts, gumption and pure 'want'. You had it all. Just remember one thing though - god creates his legacy and we've all been reminded of lord federe's return next year. The rivalry continues.

On the aspect of cool web-findings, the crawls led me to find wordle through arthur's blog (the man has mad skills when it comes to finding some stuff).From the website:
Wordle is a toy for generating “word clouds” from text that you provide. The clouds give greater prominence to words that appear more frequently in the source text.


The above wordle is of portions of my nomadlife blog. Would be awesome to see what it comes up with for great speeches, songs and books..

Also, my bro Vijit introduced me to the latest in online radio - musicovery. A good shot at the brilliance that was Pandora at one point of time with the emphasis on moods and branches that connect genres of music.., I'll be giving it some serious trial runs this coming week and will post the outcome for you guys.

chalo, that's about it from me now. A busy week beckons with the creators returning after their 2 week London chilling next Sunday. A big change in the 'abode' setup will culminate the following weekend with my decision to return. A good one I think with the much needed balance being put in place at most levels.

Good night guys. Peace.

Friday, July 04, 2008

bring me the disco king

is this the darkest song of all time?


You promised me the ending would be clear
You'd let me know when the time was now
Don't let me know when you're opening the door
Stab me in the dark, let me disappear

Memories that flutter like bats out of hell
Stab you from the city spires
Life wasn't worth the balance
Or the crumpled paper it was written on

Don't let me know we're invisible
Don't let me know we're invisible

Hot cash days that you trailed around
Cold cold nights under chrome and glass
Led me down river of perfumed limbs
Sent me to the streets with the good time girls

Don't let me know we're invisible
Don't let me know we're invisible
We could dance, dance, dance thru' the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire

Feed me no lies
I don't know about you, I don't know about you
Breathe through the years
I don't know about you, I don't know about you
Bring me the disco king
I don't know about you, I don't know about you
Dead or alive, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king

Spin-offs with those who slept like corpses
Damp morning rays in the stiff bad clubs
Killing time in the '70s
Smelling of love through the moist winds
Don't let me know when you're opening the door
Close me in the dark, let me disappear
Soon there'll be nothing left of me
Nothing left to release

Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire
Feed me no lies
I don't know about you, I don't know about you
Breathe through the years
I don't know about you, I don't know about you
Bring me the disco king
I don't know about you, I don't know about you
Dead or alive, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king
Bring me the disco king, bring me the disco king

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

update soon

Lots to update you guys on. This weekend - pics, videos, musing and a lot more..

hold on to your horses.

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