Good Mornings 21102011

The world will wake upto the gruesome pictures of a bleeding Gaddafi. The Arab spring has brouht down one more despotic dictator. But is it going to be replaced by another one or a western puppet. Only time will tell. Man ruled like a king. Look at the way he died. The world saw quite a lot somersaults on the moralistic stand. The evil dictator suddenly turned the hero and symbol of revolution when NATO came in.

Every morality is a pseudo morality

As for the Indian team there was a somersault in its fortunes, when the much harassed team turned victors. Dhoni can be back to his haughty self again. Wonder what will the analysts say who blamed it all on 'Over Cricket'. IPL and BCCI lords can heave a sigh of relief.

On other side team Anna continues to disappoint, when Kiran Bedi did her silly little naughty things. More and more skeleton have started falling out of the cupboard. May be its just not the politics alone that is corrupt

Good Morning 19102011

Guys I promised you the last day… about an adventure. Thankfully, at least until now, it has gone off as planned.

Here is the first part.

Good mornings 18102011

It was eerie in the dark to walk with a heavy package on my backpack. But I had no other choice. Dad said the house was going to be painted. I had to move up my old trunk. May be he had a small clue and this might have been a warning to remove the naughty things out from the trunk. It was long before I had access to internet and computer. My friend introduced me to what can be called as 'cheap porn'. They didn't cost much, had raunchy voluptous figures and erotic stories. I did up a fairly big collection and even fantasized being a writer. Although I no longer used them, I couldn't simply make up my mind to throw it away, due to an unknown sentimental attachment. Now the skeletons had to go out of the cupboard and that too secretly. So I risked darkness, humiliation and reptiles to dispose off my darlings. Now I no longer have them. Woe unto the muncipal cleaner.

I seriously think there should be some sort of place where you can burn your past.

Tonight I am attempting an adventure. I don't want to disclose it in advance lest it backfires. Wait for me.

The Drinks Party

Yesterday, our chief threw a party for our car dealers. An average Indian with sky high dream walks into a car showroom to buy something he can’t afford. These boys direct them to us for loans. As a symbol of gratitude and future hopes our chief threw up a party for them.

Our new chief is a jovial man and he didn’t compromise on food or liquor. The boys weren’t highly paid and they were in a mood to let loose when the drinks are on the house. As soon as the chief finished his short welcome everyone fell on the drinks. The four of us representing the bank has to show decency. So we watched them literally tearing down the food as well as the house while we slowly sipped our whisky. Sadly we not much of the food or dessert was left for us and we had to wait till the last one left. One guy vomited all over the hotel. Right from the dining hall to the stairs, elevators and even the Car Park.

When the tongues were let loose the boys told us how ‘respectable’ banks like HDFC lure in the non income group. They give these people loans who have no means to repay. And if the poor car owner defaults, there are specialized ‘recovery’ officers who appear at the door step the very next day. In other world the recovery guys would have been called goons.

Good Mornings 11102011

Today my colleague got a life time opportunity. He’s got a chance to process the car loan of a film ‘starlet’. He will have to go meet her at the residence to collect the signatures (VIP customer). The ‘normal’ man would have had to make quite a few sojourns to the bank to get his car. That is the country for the ‘common’ man.

I went through her application (application too were collected from her residence). The dad doesn’t have a college education. She has a graduation. Owning a 15L car would have been a dream had it not been for the tinsel town. How many people saw their dreams bloom on screen. How many more saw it being shattered.

I just finished watching (or rather skipping through) the greatest Hindi movie ever- Band Baja Barat. I still haven’t understood what is so great about the movie as I saw many bloggeres giving rave reviews. Will write more about it. No worries.

India Inc. has come up with another letter to the government with so goody-goody advices. Removing environmental clearances for the ‘growth’ and cleaning out corruption. Wow!

Good Morning 05102011

Afternoon saw some shocking news trickling in. India's largest lender has been downgraded in terms of its financial strength. This is going to affect the country a great deal.

And soon we might see India going
through some tough times. How I wonder, our government is going to tide over this? And they are showing no intent as of now. And the policies are only good enough to deteriorate things.

And there are things brewing up in Wall Street. That's what NY Times says. Americans are growing more restive of tax cuts and outsourcing. A few years ago, this would've been unpredictable even to the wise men and many made dough out of it.

Dreary mornings coming up

Good Mornings 03102011

The best part of being a 'trainee' is you get a respite from the drudgery of your workplace in the pretext of institutional training. For the last three weeks I was away at fort Kochi. The place is a historic spot which parallels Goa.

To be frank there was little learnt about the job. Evenings were spent at the beach and many nights at a shack drinking. Some great friendships were made over the bottle and a few fights too. Since none of the girls were great looking no serious attempt was made to woo. Then there was a small drinking brawl too. Anyways, I am today rejoining my branch. I am feeling sick of it too. But do we have a choice?

I was stunned to hear a news about my friend. He was forced to take up an assignment in USA. The company had no other substitute. He being so attached to family and friends here, was literally on tears. The company promised to get him back as soon as they get a substitute. This happened some 6 years ago. Yesterday I heard he settled down in USA and has applied for a Green Card. And none of his friends is in touch with him. A land of much temptations indeed.