Thursday, June 30, 2005

not one by 2 songs for the week!! (and weak)

Well you know, there comes a time, when a love has left, that depression/mood swings and that sinking feeling of the stomach gives way to a more whiskey chugging/cigar smoking/rocked out, nicotine tasting melancholic thought...not that Im doing any of the latter...but the rolling stones and mick jagger really knew how to symbolize this with their fantastic lyrics. The grand daddys of rock knew how to hit the blues- with a hint of arrogance and soul...

'Love is strong' and 'Miss you' ....holler out if ya here me....and if she's reading this...give me a call....

Love is strong and you’re so sweet
And some day, babe we got to meet
Just anywhere out in the park
Out on the street and in the dark
I followed you through swirling seas
Down darkened woods with silent trees
Your love is strong and your so sweet
You make me hard you make me weak
I wait for you until the dawn
My mind is ripped my heart is torn
And love is strong and your so sweet
Your love is bitter it’s taken neat...
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I’ve been holding out so long
I’ve been sleeping all alone
Lord I miss you
I’ve been hanging on the phone
I’ve been sleeping all alone
I want to kiss you
Well, I’ve been haunted in my sleep
You’ve been starring in my dreams
Lord I miss you
I’ve been waiting in the hall
Been waiting on your call
When the phone rings
It’s just some friends of mine that say,
Hey, what’s the matter man?

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

holy cow! parineeta rocked!


now now now...lets hold on a second...van chitgough is not the biggest on indian cinema, be it arty or farty, be it dhishoom or vishoom....but bengali cinema as i learned yesterday is of some substance...
Parineeta, a remake of an old classic was marked by some brilliant screenplay, kickass acting by our own sanju and saif...and this new actress Vidya Bala or whatever her name is, added some seriously definitive meanings of what we term as 'attractive' in Indian cinema today....
Watching the movie with my dutch compatriot 'sir adrienne van dok' (not shes not knighted, and shes not a 'he'; but her royalty comes from her von dutchedness :) also made it more enjoyable as I got to delve into the under currents of large communities in bengal and how patriarchal cultures play such a predominant role in lives , even till date. The twist in the movie is the usage of a traditional 'technicality'; and I would urge all with even the slightest interest in this type of entertainment to get a 'dekho'.

Monday, June 27, 2005

papa's got a brand new toy:)


to the ever cool and always stylish Mr. Deepak Chitgopekar on his newly acquired set of wheels :)...looks sweet and cant wait to get a test drive...ahhhhhhhh, congrats dad!

finally.

am super excited about finally getting to watch bowling for columbine today:) downloaded the dvd and im sure its going to kickass....im actually going backwards with michael moore's brilliance, will watch (on abhijeet mehta's recommendation) 'The Corporation' over the weekend.....

modern day men of substance...

many thanks to gautam and akshay who sent me this speech...it rules...i know some people who live by this man's code of professional crazyness and innovative drive...hope they enjoy it as much as I did..:

Speech by Steve Jobs - Founder Apple Computer and Pixar Animation Studios




'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says


This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:
Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would
have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky - I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out.
When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me - I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance.
And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do.
If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a
row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.


Thank you all very much.

Saturday, June 25, 2005


another favorite:) this is just when we were leaving the venue, almost about to miss our train(ended up catching it just in time)..kartik still insisting we should go back and party like 'gods' hahahahaah  Posted by Hello


i absolutely adore this pic...taken during discharge at June national conference 2005 in siliguri...i am guessing some1 has said something hilarious...cos apart from prabs the rest of us are cracking up:) i love these guys..... Posted by Hello

kickass animation

for those kill bill fans, i randomly found this, out of all places , being watched by a delegate at a conference in Bucharest earlier this year and wanted to share it with the jobless world at large:)
enjoy (and dont forget to hear the music playing in the background- it rules)

Friday, June 24, 2005

'theory in practice'

management theory and organizational behavior that is. Read an interesting article on AIESEC that I felt would be of interest to those fast company maniacs- check it out here.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

back in black

the mumbai monsoon is back in force, i was greeted back in the city of ass-kickin by some torrential rain as i was en route (unknowingly) to the worst batman flick of all time....batman begins should never have frickin begun!:(....dissapointing..
anyway besides that, JNC is now over and a major chapter in my life comes to an end. Momentous, emotional to say the least, the goodbye:) had its fair share of ups and downs and like this past year did not leave even the final day without a share of challenges....those who were there know what im talking about...amit, ill drop you an email if your reading this.
song of the week- since it hasnt been updated goes to an old favorite - 'faith no more' with their classic funk/grunge rock supersmash hit- last cup of sorrow!...kalra u will freak your ass out on this one, if you havent already heard it ofcourse.
P.S...excitement also builds with knowledge of the fact that within 2 weeks the most bad ass bunch of internationals from across 7 countries join me and the 'crew' at the hallowed vikhroli grounds - Team Leaders ahoy....kartik is on his way to rotterdam and some other european stops- very normal for the 'K'; whilst sam will be back in mumbai within a week....
calcutta is a fun place btw- was there for the first time today the entire day and went to 'park street' and had lunch at a kickass chinese restaurant called bar bq...VJ...im coming to check out more of ur city...its rather 'bitchin ':)

Thursday, June 16, 2005

screw the norm!

and so the testing phase completes:) ...opera software is undoubtedly the sweetest-ass browser on the face of the earth, pummelling IE 'whatever number.0' into nothingness...as well as storming past netscape and the other losers...get your hands on it ladies and gentleman, its also got some kickass features that make browsing the web and keeping updated much easier....

the 'chill'

yes, another couple of nights before I embark on what will be the last strenuous journey to an AIESEC in India National conference- and its going to be fun...the champions (although not in full force) shall be there to take a bow and chug a couple of beers down with the rest of the association....Im there for a holiday and chill session with the 2 most imporant groups of people in my life right now- MC -04/05 and the Crew....masti is around the corner.
On an unrelated topic, where the heck is siliguri? its supposed to be a really nice and beautiful place.....
this is my 4th trip back home in the last 1 year since i left for bombay may 2004, and I have to admit, cliched as it sounds...time has frickin flown...my room looks the same, there has been rapid reproduction in the busy little area of mayur vihar with some 10,000 more kids running around noisily in the evenings- but the change is inescapable. I dont feel the same link to the nearby market which would be my sanctuary from 7-9 every evening, the 'sutta' galli lies barren and unvisited, with the generation gap laughing in my face-kids no longer feel the need to hide and light up here anymore (unlike the good old days like mine hahehahea, i sound like a 60 year old)....the gang is split and people have priorities...
hmmm...nostalgia and all that jazz.....dhanur sits in the other room , dont know what hes doing , but im guessing its something productive...im browsing nomadlife.org and wondering what the heck was wrong with the jury that allowed MJ an acquital....and yet at the same time silently praising my mom on her ability to write a book, raise a chaos master like me and maintain a perfect and balanced family ....the world is full of miracles.
song of the week undoubtedly goes to the most phat 'positive energy' song doing the rounds today- Feel good inc. by the gorillaz...go check it out....

Sunday, June 12, 2005

home home again

i like to be here when I can,
when I come home cold and tired
i like to warm my bones besides the fire....

Thursday, June 09, 2005

the best metro?

for many years.....youngsters and maniacal generation-x and generation-y groups have discussed (heatedly) the opinion on which metro is the best to live in- bangalore, delhi or mumbai?? (pardon my disclusion of chennai, kolkatta and hyderabad- van chitgough has not resided in these parts and they dont fit into the competitive scheme of things...)
the disclaimer- we are speaking of 'best places' here based on safety, masti, stress on the wallet and basically overall chill factor. the time scan will have to include all from 16years (class 10th and the year before FY JC for the mumbaikars) - 25....an age im fast approaching....ive seen enough of all 3 cities to be have a fairly detailed view on each....
so heres throwing it open- if i was to discount the brilliant friends ive made, the adventures ive had purely out of the 'people' i got to know in sri venkataswera devasthanamas (venky for the unitiated) , i would want to have pursued college in mumbai- there isnt a shard of doubt. the easiness of travel, the pure atmosphere of chilling and the proximity to the loveliest of places like goa would have made this motorcyle invested paradise worth experiencing in the days of 'devil may care'
delhi however had its advantages- although this is where i digress and screw the disclaimer being ages 16-25; for an older generation- whos importance for space , privacy and a general air of doing its own thing is important- yes i see myself exiled to the nether regions of noida in a huge ass house with 4 dogs, chillin on the lawns watching yet another highway scrape across the skyline...but alas, i am not that old, and i wonder if delhi would be as much of a haven for the college going gang as mumbai ive heard can be..
bangalore - havent seen the college life that up close and personal, but most certainly this is the land of chill, the weather, the feel, the laid back yet cosmo attitude embraces you left right and center......doing college there though??? nahhhh, wouldnt happen....
ive strung this open, thoughts pouring out...but i need to figure out more...will be back in a later episode ladies and gents...

Wednesday, June 08, 2005


at the cost of self-mockery :) this is for the all the misc. bloggers doing this for the 'little personal growth'....living it and loving it.  Posted by Hello

thanking the lounge and the 'sun'

theres no better feeling in the world than discovering music that is different from your normal tastes, but still touches your inner soul-...many thanks to an old friend who I always knew to have an eclectic taste in the alternative ....thievery corporation is the new artist of the week ladies and gentleman - these 2 djs combined with the haunting voice of one lady who i know only as lou lou has captured my heart with a combination of mochaesque, moby and sir oakenfold...
get a hold of a track called shadow of ourselves...i cant seem to get enough of them....
its 3:20 in the afternoon on a sultry mumbai day....I look around and am lost in the lyrics...

do you applaud fear
do you hold it near
are you afraid to live your life
the way i perceive
in my arms ill catch you
do you mind if I always always you
heavens gonna burn your eyes
youll see
in my dream ill catch you...

(if amit were here, hed be shouting what a song what a song what a song)

Tuesday, June 07, 2005


happy 8 month anniversary!...found this picture in the hidden archives dating back to the days of espionage and secrecy- you know what im talking about:) Heck you can see the guilty look in your eyes. Anyway, wish I could be there to celebrate, but ill be there before you can say chitgoesque....11th June aint far away.... Posted by Hello

Friday, June 03, 2005


i dont know why this always makes me smile:)  Posted by Hello

Thursday, June 02, 2005

song of the week

and song of the week undoubtely goes to 'All for believing' by Missy Higgins. The grey clouds hovering threateningly over a soon-to-be-monsoon- struck Mumbai combined with my own despondence help propel this track to song of the week status on chitgoesque. I dont know who this chick is and whats her claim to fame- but for the love of god , this song has some soul. The melancholic highs and lows of her voice to a backdropped piano (delicately touching and not the highest on skill) helps in emphasizing the power of her words....enjoy people.

*sigh*


miss you Posted by Hello

Remember we used to dance
And everyone wanted to be
You and me
I want to be too
What day is this
Besides the day you left me?
What day is this
Besides the day you went?

So what to do
With the rest of the day's afternoon,
heyWell isn't it strange how we change
Everything we did
Did I do all that I could

Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you should
It was good as good goes
Stay or leave
I want you not to go
But you did

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