random...

thoughts...lots of things going on, but just thoughts.

can a person be bad in real life but blog beautifully?? wondering...

dreams, pointers to ur state of mind. what is better, getting nightmares or the total lack of dreams, can't decide.

one day at a time, no future, try to disconnect from the past, one day where even the day is not defined.

enjoy experiences, all experiences, enjoy pain, enjoy hurt, enjoy bad and good memories, enjoy fights. float a level higher, hover and get a view of your life, u'll enjoy it.

why is the past so clingy, why is it difficult to get beyond its reach. why isin't the future more magnetic, or is it for some people, depends on just how ur..?

why is patience so scarce, why is understanding so scarce, why is empathy absent..?

why can't i let go, why can't i delete my experiences when i want to, why can't i achive them somewhere, which i can retrive only when required to guide me, but ignore when i wanna fly...
but who decides whether i wanna fly or be chained down...not me for sure.

should i increase the size of my font as demanded or should i do what i want??? or just advice people to highlight and read, is easier, thats what i do to read my own blogs...

a whole lot of crap i know...should i let it stay and make is unmarketable, or just stick to my OCD of writing what comes to my head, without trying to make it more marketable, let it stay pure.

should i stick to my OCD of giving credit to people who i borrow from or antagonise them by mentioning them. i guess the first, am anyways not read widely. so thanks r for OCD.

take care people...
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ank

gifts...

on 59th street subway station, coming back from apple store - sept 26th

lots of people love receiving gifts. it surprises them, makes them feel good, mostly because they feel someone cares enought to give enought thought n go through the pain of selecting a gift for 'em.

Very few actually like giving figts. enjoy the process of gifting. Its a small projects, giving the perfect gift the which if like gives a high.

many gift what they percieve the FTLOABW giftee would like, many gift stuff that they want the giftee to have. i usually am the latter (fits with my selfish nature) n i have known somone who is the former (she was the one who made me realise i was slefish) i have seen people who go all out to get taht perfect gift, not bothering whether their relation with the giftee is dear enough. Putting it bluntly, its to make u feel good or maybe take ur head of sth.

some tyr to substitue their inability of showing emotions with presents, some try to eleviate their guilt, some want to emphasize their love n care. some just want to prove it. their are very few who gift to make life special, bring a smile...n that too at few occasions. i haven't seen many pure gifts, but then their r anyways very few things in life pure enough.

that's all i have to say about that...except for what kind ru? N whats ur hidden reason...

Take care

PS: can't be complete withoug a PS can i... I haven't recieved a pure gift since ages, ever i guess. No one has even given a selfish gift for long...

designing experiences

There is nothing extra special about the places tourist usually visit in US. We have older, more majestic n beautiful PTUV. N we have older more relevant n more meaningful stories backing them up. But what they have r better experiences, which give u an illusion of a bar better experience then it actually is.
Customer delight is what it is known as in marketing parlance. The way it is designed, taking u right to the edge of a waterfall, actually facing the fall battering you right on the face, getting wet inspite of the free ponchos, that feeling of an experience of a lifetime, is all designed for u.
but only few realise that these r exp. created for u. that only a trek through ardous trails to get to a waterfall, totally exhausted and bruised gives u the exhiliration n sense of achievement which is unmatched. the kind u wanna tell people about, that i missing here. adventures here r commodotised.
have to give ti to 'em for being such amazing marketers. Kotler, an American to the core is right, all that is needed is innovation and marketing. all else can be outsourced!!!
take care.

the gandhi way...

Many times its a better startegy to appeal to the conscious of the general janta. Two tour guides dealing with us habitually late Indians... One shouts n scolds, the other understands calmly, even empathizes. The first gets scorn n makes people rebellious, the other actually generates guilt. Won't do any good to state an observation, have to analyse right... Where does each method work... Well how much time have u got. appealing to the camotosed consicous takes time n patience n once u got it, need preservations, constant enforcement.
N the jant ur using it on. Doesn't work with habitually shameless people. well its does but takes time n a lot of reinforcement. Just realised its the Gandhi method.
Later, Take care...!

experinecing women...!

well the title was supposed to get u to read it, nothing weird in the post though. this is just a bit of the american marketing shock and awe rubbing off me.

anyways, everytime i see women doing jobs which they traditionally have not being doing, and are not expected to do by the larger world, i somehow awes me. primarily because its something new, and also because they mostly are very good at what they do.

a bus conductor in the crowded BEST buses, if u have travelled in them u know what crowded is, the conductor moves from the front door to the back to collect the tickets, handling the change and handing out the tickets. it, to me seems an impossible job which would make anyone frustrated. i once came across a female conductor, who even with people brushing again her (u'd expect women to be sensitive to it) was totally comfortable, even though people were not very polite, always had a subtle smile on her face, was quicker in dispensing the tickets,

it seems women enjoy their jobs more then men do, they get more of a satisfaction, more of a proud feeling doing their jobs. could be because they are not expected to do these jobs, and the fact that they are makes them feel proud. it shows int he way they work, they give their 100 percent, and value add as well. the conductor giving advice to people on how to get to their destination, the barber, who i have to say was amazing, didn't give me a great cut, but the experience was great. and it was so because of the way she treated me, she understood how i wanted my hair, when she though i was in doubt, she reassuringly say "don't worry will give u a nice cut" although was not fearful about what kind of cut i will get, that made me relax like nothing. at the end when they put the mirror at the back of ur head to show the cut at the back, she holds the mirror momentarily, and suddenly says sorry, reached for my glasses which were on the table in front of me and hands them over to me to put them on, absolutely mind blowing. i was amused, touched and amazed, thats heights of thoughtfulness, amusing because of the fact that everytime when some barber asked me to check my back cut, i simple nodded, not having the patience to pick up my glasses, without seeing anything.

i was wondering why more woemn donot get into this profession or into cooking, i mean, it comes to them naturally right, they have far better sense of design, of sizes and shapes, of symmetry, are far more detailed in their outlook. so why not??

this is a draft..but stil publishing, will make it right soon.

take care.

why go back..?

one series of questions i am asked often here is whether i like it better then india, whether i wanna come back, and some close people end up asking if i wanna settle here. my usual answer is i don't know, what i actually mean is i don't care. life for me in india or here is the same, i find beauty everywhere and thats what counts.

a lot of desi's here unabashedly participate in a lot of india bashing, and sometime back i enumerating to myself what i like about here, the space i get, the convinience of life, the egalitarian attitude, the compulsive desire to be different, and the constant innovation which come out of it, and so on, and then i suddenly thought, what do i like about india. whats so good about my country which makes me compulsively defend it.

and i have been thinking ever since...

india is the exciting, life there takes sudden turns, every moment lived in my country is an adventure, which comes out of lack of everything good. every place is differnt, and not subtlely different, glaringly different. attitudes, designs, perspectives, all are different, and this difference makes people accepting, it makes people more accepting of diversity. here people are not accepting, they just don't care, thats why u feel u have that space. which is better, i don't know.

what most of the india bashers forget is that india is india because of indians, (thats why even queens feels like india) so calling urself desi is abusing urself.

i have believed this for sometime now, india is the future, just need to stay back n enjoy the ride. i am ready to, are u. do u want to live in a society where everything has happened, or do u wanna be part of something...

take care.