Year 2005

I joined Masters in Finance course, only because i didnt know where to go. i planned something else but i landed up somewhere else. Do we really make conscious choices and stick by them or do we make choices and stick by the stand-by options life gives us. i dont know. When i entered Masters in Finance, i didnt really know what i was getting into. Yes, i did have an idea about what all is being dealt in this course and things like that. But as the journey went on, the internal conflicts doubled. Everyday, i asked myself - " Why am i doing this?". Like many other questions, this one haunted me a lot. and like every answer to all those questions, the answer to this one too had only a blank face. it was a choice i made. i lived with it, despite so many compromises and misgivings.

Year 2007 (take it as Today)

I finished the Master's course. If i am to judge my performance or knowledge on a 10 point scale, i would not give more than 4 to myself. i wont say i was too careless. but i didnt give my best too. i just did what i felt like, at any instant of time. and today, i have relieved myself from all the obligations today.Well, not all, but atleast the academic ones. i dont know if i would really take up any text-book or not in future, but for some days atleast.......

I am a liberated man

Btw, Now that i have (err! successfully)completed my Masters in Finance, i welcome all the people seeking investment ideas to consult me, if interested in something called - 'charity'.

Last night i went out
in darkness...
the remains of the evening rain,
still infusing with fragrant breath of flowers...
while few flowers in the garden of sky,
still twinkling.. to the silent sonatas of the midnight...

I thought i would find my Self,
somewhere...
i lost it long ago,
somewhere...
when i got into a train,
chasing life...
i guess it fell down,
somewhere near the rail-tracks.

Last night, i went back,
i thought i would find my self,
But the harder i searched,
the more i lost myself,
in the cacophony of the midnight agonies...
The loud cries of Hunger,
silent wails of suffocated relationships,
stories of blood, rape and dejection,
from the rooms of caste and religion...
all of them,
traced and retraced their sour notes,
into the loud sonance of the still silence...

i didn't find my Self near the rail-tracks.
It should have been lying there..,
but it was there.
Where is it?
- "Did that train run over my Self"?

Epilogue:

Tired, i walked back...
and my own footsteps became very weary,
burdened with the pangs of guilt.
i reached my room,
inhabited by the homely silence,
when i realized,
my Self was lying there,
waiting for me...
it spoke to me in the language i just heard,
the language of the midnight...

My Self reminded me - i am no lesser criminal,
whenever i board a train,
turning a blind eye & deaf ear,
to the never ending dins of the midnight...
My Self divorced me that night
That moment was no longer tied to a stillness,
neither there were sonatas in the sky...

my own breath killed the fragrance of the night
the breath - which is yet to seek its meaning.

New year resolutions have a speciality, a unique significance. They die before they see february. To get back to blogging, i really needed a strong drive and i got that by resolving not to update this blog.
Everyone was wondering what happened to me. This blog has been lying idle since god knows when? No, it was not writer's block. Its sheer laziness and moody nature of mine. But now, atleast theoretically, things seem to be stabilizing.
Its been 24 hrs since i took up the 1st full-time job of my life, that of a associate analyst. 1 day through the work, i received reminders that i am not cut out for a typical 10-7 job like this.Also, with a schedule and work like that, i am sure the Real-Self inside me would meet its end sometime soon. I probably need to atleast attempt to give it more life, which is why i broke my new year resolution, much to my own pleasure.


All these days, i have been waiting for a job..and now when i have one..i can feel a sense of waiting for something else?
Someone has rightly written this fantastic dialogue in a fantastic film: "Yeh Zindagi bhi ek Waiting Room hain"...

Another year has withered away....



And here is my New Year resolution:

From now onwards, I wouldnt be updating this blog frequently...

...continued from previous post

The wedding day arrived. now this was the D-day for us (and also to the groom). Though we promised the cabbie that we would be all ready by 8:30 or so, each of us followed IST and eventually hopped into the cab at 10:15 or so. Govind & Venu were in traditional outfits, Govind was in the most traditional one that too... A dhoti and a shirt - the Tam Iyengar look.we reached the wedding hall when the Kasi-Yatra was going on. i always wondered what would be the scene like if the groom refuses to give in to the wishes of his would-be brother-in-law.just imagine! if the groom really leaves for Kasi...i was explaining about the ritual to my northie friends,when suddenly i had to interrupt..."There she is...Glittering...wow!"... "god!! how did you make her dude!!"...

we headed for the break-fask (or say, Brunch). The pongal was terriffikkk! infact the food was nothing less than awesome.we guys did nothing as such...basically killed time...(read between the lines) and had lunch too..the food served for lunch was superb too...after some time, we came back to our rooms and had a good nap...half of the pple left..to catch their bus..back to hyderabad.

after much deliberation, we(myself,govind,bala,anisha and venu) zeroed in on this hangout called "Amoeba" in Brigade Road...went there to play Bowling. well! for the information of the visitors of this blog, the first time ever i played(tried) Bowling was here..in Amoeba.. good game..had good fun infact, especially because i could play fairly well with the balls(pun intended)..err!

looking for an inexpensive restaurant in Brigade road isnt such an easy task..that too at 10:00pm. even when we found few, there was no food. Finally, we had to settle for a normal Shanti Sagar-ish restaurant. that was the dinner for that night..good or bad..whatever.

i had my programme for Saturday well chalked. i had to meet two guys i met(and made friends) on orkut. one was a mandolin player. we have already exchanged mails about what music we have and what do we need from each other. so, i reached the meeting point taking along with me, the music-DVDs i had burnt for him. he was kind enough to burn a hell a lot of collection for me. had breakfast with him and after a small tete-chat, we headed for Brigade Road again, this time, to attack the planet-M. browsed a lot, bough some music and then, i had another appointment to keep up. this time, another guy(friend from orkut) whom i have promised to meet. we met up, had lunch. he was another interesting guy and we wanted to spend more time in discussiing lot of other stuff, but time was a constraint. Sanjay said that he wanted to meet us at FORUM, a shopping mall somewhere near kormangla. We rushed to that place and finally found him in Landmark store. Sanjay showed me a DVD- "Concert for BangaDesh", by George Harrison, Eric Clapton, Ali Akbar Khan, Bob Dylan, Pt.Ravi Shankar etc.,the price was about 1500 bucks and none of us had the auks(aukaads) to buy that at the moment.

within no time, venu and anisha showed up and we guys just sat there. probably i was lil frustrated over something and my toungue was wagging a lot...i mean..i couldnt keep silent..i was watching all the people passing-by and kept on commenting something or the other.

We took a walk to the Christ college there but alas! we were denied an entry since Sanjay didnt have even his old ID-card.After people dispersed, Sanjay dropped myself and Govind at a restaurant where we said "Cheers!" and had some food.

Sunday lunch was a treat from Govind's cousin, after which we picked up Bala at Forum and came back to the room. Within few mins, we were at Cantonment station to board a train back to hyderabad. The journey was a good one, afterall, gossipping always kills time..especially during journeys with friends.

A nice Holiday! well spent!

I am eager to write about many other things but i guess i should first finish these Bangalore Chronicles.So...

...continued from previous post

I have been to Brigade Road before...few years ago. That time, i didnt browse the street much, except for the two most-important avenues(important for me), Music world and Planet-M. This time, with Govind, it was different. He lead us througha narrow-unassuming bylane, across Brigade Road. "Select Book House"-Where like-minds meet... was our destination. the tagline was quite eye-catching. The shoppe was a very small 2 room warehouse of Old books. The very look of the books reminded of Library-1930 editions-brown pages-scent of old paper-few crumbling pages and some dust...the shoppe housed some thousands of books and what dropped my jaws on to the floor(rolling my tongue out till brigade Road) was that , the entire collection was a personal collection. The old-man, to whom the collection belongs was not in the shoppe, although Govind had some unforgettable childhood experiences with the man and his shoppe. we (partially)browsed the collection for about 1-2 hours, zeroed in on few books (although there were many more to buy...to browse the entire collection needs one full-day) and half-heartedly decided to get back to the room.

Bangalore infamous traffic did delay us a bit, but not much. Back in the room, no one was there and 3 of us killed time with the killers we bought in the book shoppe. everyone dropped in slowly and within just few hours(girls...sarees...now! you know the time required in order to put everything in place...and self-hypnotize with "Oh my God! i am wearing Saree for a Party..and i must look good....good enough to turn few heads") everyone was ready. All of us were very bothered about the usual formality...giving some bouquet to the blessed-couple but then, we couldnt find any enroute. So, there was only one thing which each of us could give...A Shake-Hand and we did that.

Sanjay dressed as impeccably as ever...i was not surprised seeing him, because there was nothing new about it. Sanjay's Mom, exuding what is called as "Grace". She is indeed one of the most beautiful women i have seen in my life, age-no-bar.Everyone was in formals and so were we. They have arranged for a music-programme too and the artists were doing some good job infact. barring a couple of kannada-folk songs, which didnt run down well with me, they were very keeping up the mood with some fantastic Old Hindi songs and classical Krithis. One unforgettable one was a hindi number in Raag Desh. if only i could record that one, it was superb. Songs from "Pallavi Anupallavi" were equally rocking.

We headed for Dinner(the most important event of the day) and the food tasted good too. Quite a variety cuisine. It was in the dining hall that i came across a lady who was carrying herself elegantly in a pink saree. the first thought which occurred to me was-"She is Beautiful". well! yes,she was as beautiful as the sentence means...i must have seen many beautiful ladies in my life but very few faces stick in the mind for long and she had something like that. i do not like to use thesaurus here to describe here because she couldnt be described by many adjectives. only one - Beauty. the harder i tried to pull my gaze away from her face( let me be frank with my own self..did i really try??? hmm!!! no comments), the more i was looking at her, past the shoulders and curtains.

Well! without any embrassment, i told about the same to Sanjay, when he told me that she was his cousin. after some "chaudhvin ka chaand ho" kind of imaginary excursions, i was introduced to her by Sanjay...or should i say WE were introduced to her by Sanjay. Yet, a curtain of silence over-rode on those meaningless exchange of glances. Perhaps that imaginary excursion & the song didnt end yet...and the moment slipped.

My dear Keats, i dont know if she is/was a joy forever...But she was indeed a Thing of Beauty...

to be continued...

3rd August 2006

Finally the holiday kick-started. If you are wondering what holiday it was, i better give a preface. My friend Sanjay invited us (the roosters plus 3 more gurlzz) to Bangalore. Occasion was his Brother's wedding. Since all the roosters were desperate to take a break and go somewhere, this invitation came at the right time. We infact waited for this day to arrive. 2nd August, we boarded the Bangalore Express at Kacheguda and the journey was a good one. Though we guys thought of skipping sleep, eventually everyone did take a nap. We reached the Bangalore Cantonment Station in the morning and the holiday actually kick-started.

The Ciggy-Roosters were terribly eager their Ciggs since its been 14 long hours (C'mon 14 hours of break is very long, by all counts, for anyone who smokes) since they had their last cigg. everyone was waiting for Sanjay to arrive since his break was much more longer - 24 hours. Finally, Sanjay arrived in his Scorpio. one of the unforgettable gestures of Sanjay was that he actually arranged a vehicle for all the 8 of us, for this entire 4 day trip. Had that not been there, i wonder how we guys could have managed. That’s really sweet of him.

We went to the apartment in Benson Town, that’s we were to stay for the next 4 days in Bangalore. The gurlz were little disappointed since there was only 1 common Bathroom (that too unattached) for the 2 rooms we have booked. Since everyone had their own plans of going out and meeting people during the day-time, we guys decided to cock up and have our own way (day). ‘We’ = Myself, Govind & Bala (by the way, you can read his version of the same Trip-Chronicles on his Blog, good read). To give way for the ladies and other guys, we 3 decided to have our morning ablutions at Govind’s Attha’s Place. Meanwhile Sanjay left for his place, after another round of ciggs (this time, the break was only 30mins). Having charted out the plan for the day (that there was no plan as such), we started off from Benson Town. Enroute we dropped by Venu’s place (thereby dropping him there) to meet his parents. Spent some time there with each of us dabbling with Guitar, keyboard and thumbas.

Govind’s attha’s place had the typical look of big-old-tamil-iyengar house. The house was 60yr old and the vintage look didn’t wean away a bit, right from the flooring to the old furniture. Barely few minutes after I stepped in, I fell in love with that place. Perfect look. I can as well make a film there. The bathroom was a big one too…which made me love it more.

Finishing out ablutions, we headed for the most important moment of the Day. No, I am not talking about the Reception Party of Sanjay’s Family but the afternoon meal, the lunch. Well, it could be said as breakfast actually. But what we had was actually a Brunch. Govind spotted that one of THE BEST Masala Dosa eat-out joint is very much open. Butter-Masala-Dosa was what we ordered and it was indeed one of THE BEST I had till now. After one round, we went for another. Well, it deserved another actually.

After that, we hit off for the most talked-about place in Bangalore - The Brigade Road.

to be continued...

People take long breaks at times...especially from the work which they like doing. And i hate that a lot, especially when the subject of work is creativity.The break i took wasnt an intended one. It was by sheer accident...as accidental as my existence..as accidental as my choices...I wanted to(as always) write about lot of stuff which had happened during this last 1 month. tried to chronicle some in my note-book but wasnt as successful as i thought i would be. I tried to chronicle few in my mind, but then, i uncaged my mind too.Finally, whats left are few recollections, which i wish to attempt in the forthcoming blogs.

In Nut-Shell: I am reviving this Blog.

To kickstart, here comes a series of posts which chronicle my recent visit to Bangalore. I am yet to heat-up my other blogs too.I will go One-By-One.

I build a fairyland of hopes,
On paper and in my heart,
In my wandering thoughts,
And on the sandy shores of time.
I decorate them with images,
Images of memories & desires,
Hanging with glistening threads of hope.
Each time I build them,
A wave rises and ruins my fairyland.
But I hold unto a single thread,
The glistening thread of hope,
Which I always spread,
Before you, and before things unknown…

Epilogue

Every evening when You come unto me,
with a warm embrace of divine music,
the moon hides itself behind a curtain of clouds,
shying away to watch..
Myself, my fairyland, my hopes,
my desires & glistening threads,
all uniting,
with You & the Unknown...
to become,
One.

Barkha Rithu, a Santoor concert by the famous Pt.Shiv kumar Sharma, left me completely entranced, bring me more close to the instrument which had been my favourite.
My experience

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In the Asia pacific region, two countries which are attracting the Global attention are 'India' & 'China'. Over the last few years, these two countries have been put on the scale of competition to measure their respective performances and economists have always been quick to jump with their comparative analysis. Yes, a comparision is inevitable since we all are happy about India's 7%-8% growth but however, the perennial question, which continues to haunt is : "Can India's growth match China?".

Leading economists are happy to point out that very soon, India is bound to witness many impending changes in the which collectively would give a 180-degree phase-shift to its economy, putting it very much in a place from where it can hold a torch,not just a candle, to china's accomplishments. The percentage of Young population in the Job sector (both Public & Private sectors) is on rise and very soon, this factor, as they opine, is going to be a Midas'Touch for the Indian economy. I agree on that for we have witnessed a new wave of entrepreneurial talent pool which is going great guns putting enterprises in India on the Global map.Also there are many other factors which might contribute to India's growth. Yet, i still have some arguments.

Exports is the one of the most important parameters guaged to study the performance of developing nations like India and China. China has been riding extremely bullish on its export front, and India is lagging far behind particularily in the merchandise exports. Consider this: India's total merchandise exports in the year 2005 were US $ 89.8 billion, up from US $ 80billion, which reflects only a 12.25% growth. A startling fact we must digest here is that China's merchandise exports touched US $ 593.4 billion, in the same year which is much higher than the Total exports of India and its growth rate was almost 36%. another startling piece of data is that in the last decade, India's share in the total Global exports grew from 0.55% to 0.9% while China's share grew from 1.1% to 4.6%. Now, Can india compete with this range of escalation?

It is not only the quantity, but also the quality and export segments where china has been steadily climbing up in the export ladder. There was a time when China's exports predomanantly consisted of textiles, toys and footwear. Today, a range of Technology-driven products have replaced these segments. very recently, i read that Data processing machines, Audio-Visual equipments and electrical/electronic machinery and appliances are the top exported product segments from China. Infact, the exports from these segments alone equals the total merchandise exports from India.

Chinese companies have managed to tap the markets very effectively and have aggressively pushed up their exports with phenomenal rapidity. somehow, i feel that this sort of aggressive attitude is missing among the Indian Counterparts.
Though the exact reasons for this underperformance, as compared to China, remain elusive to the analysts, one can apparently begin to believe that India is still to strike the right balance and equation between skilled labour and unskilled labour structures existing here. Last year, one article in Business standard revealed that China achieved a smooth transition from unskilled labour-intensive stage to semi-skilled-labour intensive stage to Captial-Intensive stage, which is currently evident in the Chinese manufacturing and export sectors. The graph of skill improvement and capital accumulation seem to be showing an upward trend, which also reflects the transition in export segments. Hence, the products which were among the topline a decade ago are now displaced by different stream of products. Such a remarkable transition cannot be possible without a coherence between the government policies and their understanding of Global markets and untapped potential.

From what i understand, China has brought the right reforms which allowed their companies to expand and bring the unskilled-labour intensive products into the capital-intensive segment, thereby creating an export market. India, on the otherhand , has a different scenario. The topline products are from the capital intensive segment only and a huge unskilled labour intensive segment is still left untapped. Why cant Indian manufacturers tap this? Why cant they corporatize this segment, individually or collectively? Very few entrepreneurs from this sector are trying to promote their products on global-platform which can give way for an organised sector over a period of time. But since these entrepreneurs need constant support, from the government policies, nothing can be speculated at this moment. Taking a liberal view, we can only hope that the evolution of an organised skilled-labour-intensive segment might be just a by-product of their efforts to gain a foothold in the national and global markets.

For them to metamorphosize into skill-labour intensive segment,or atleast a semi-skilled one, various other factors like quality of Education, Government's initiatives etc., come into picture.We very well know how well our governments have been/are performing on this front, for if there is anything which India lacks, it is efficiency at grass-root level, even if sufficient initiatives are proposed to develop these unskilled-labour-intensive sectors.But with a galore of oppurtunities lying untapped, why is it that our government failing to study and understand the markets? Why cant the Government bring in some reforms to allow the firms in this segment to tap the potential markets globally? Why cant it learn some lessons(or even blindly imitate) from neighbours instead of indulging in Chest-beating slogans like "India Shining?" why cant it focus on issues like these instead of resorting to blatant travesties of democracy like imposing Reservation Quotas , killing the worth of merit and grooming naxalites out of future entrepreneurs?

And When can India really Compete with China?

After many days, i revived my blog http://musicmavericks.blogspot.com today. Updated it with a post regarding the recent Concert i attended. This blog has been lying idle since long and i had so many posts lined up for that blog. Somehow nothing materialized till now. Hoefully i will be able to post in that blog frequently.

I also need to take out time to compile some trivenis and post them...its been long time i did that...

Actually my schedules require a major turn-around and basic discipline.easier said than done ofcourse.Let me see if something changes in the days to come.

It is not everyday that is your day.Yes, there is a saying - "Every Dog has its day"...and that day doesnt come everyday.For me, last saturday was a Day i cannot forget.

When i came to know that L.Subramaniam was performing in Hyderabad, i couldnt contain my anxiety. i was in college and immediately rushed to library, to scan the newspaper. Luckily, i found the contact-person's phone number and found out the details of the show.

Venue: Shilpa Kalaa Vedhika, Shilparamam.

Time: 6:30pm.

Entry was free but people were asked to carry passes(for some security reasons), which were available at Idea Cellular-showroom near L.B.Stadium. Since work kept me busy, i immediately called up few friends, to know if they can get passes. While Aparna forgot about the passes, Prashanth managed to get them. we thought we wont be able to get them, since the passes are available to Idea Cellular customers only. but fortunately, Prashanth could get the passes by registering with the few idea-cell numbers(of his relatives) he has got. The good news hit me by 4:00pm and i wrapped up my work in the office.

By 6:15pm, we parked ourselves at the auditorium, waiting for Aparna. The real shock came to me when i noticed that hardly 100 people gathered there to attend the concert. L.Subramaniam playing and only 100 people! i wondered what happened to Hyderabad people & pitied them. People who spend a saturday evening watching some stupid movie in a multiplex, paying 100bucks dont realize what they are losing. Anways, i am/was/will not one of them. Prashanth & myself spent some time talking about few previous concerts we attended.I remembered one previous Fusion Concert of L.Subramaniam, at necklace road, which myself, Ravi & Ragz attened. It was another unforgettable concert and probably the first fusion concert i attended in my life. good old memories.

Meanwhile, quite casually, film-maker K.Vishwanath dropped in and sat next to us, when we were waiting outside the hall. Being an admirer of his films, especially the ones made in 80s, i couldnt keep mum and told him how much i have liked his films. with a smile, he autographed in my note-book.

My BP began to rose because it was already 6:45 and Aparna was nowhere to be seen. Finally, she made a cool entry at 7:05pm and fortunately, the show didnt start till then.

The show started with Hindustani Vocalist Sanjeev Abhyankar's rendition of Raag Yaman. he was accompanied by Tabla & Harmoium. Quite coincidentally, i heard him for the 1st time, quite recently, while writing some Cds of hindustani music. his rendition was marvelous & it amazed me, more so, because he could play around with his voice, as if it was not inside his throat but something in his hands. Superb tonal control. After mesmerizing the audience with Yaman, he proceeded with Raag "Madhukauns". This one is a newbie for me, or rather, i am a newbie to this raaga, because i havent heard about this raaga till now. Needless to say, he excelled in this one too. Hindustani singers have their own way of rendering the Gamakas and Sanjeev Abhyankar justified his stature as Pt.Jasraj's disciple. Infact Pt.Jasraj was seated among the VIP audience.

L.Subramaniam was to step in next, along with his son, Ambi Subramaniam, but some technical problems gave way for an irritatingly long break of 45 minutes. somewhere at 10:00pm, L.Subramaniam started off with Raag "Hamsadhwani" - "Vaathapi Ganapathim".but 5mins through the krithi, he could feel that something was going wrong and asked the audience if they were able to hear him. The sound of percussion instruments(thavil,ghatam,kanjira) dominated the violin and people were uneasy about it. he then realized that the D-I-Box was not able to recieve the signal from his violin(electric violin). He tried to work on it but nothing improved. Meanwhile, the percussion players went ahead with a jugalbandi session. Though L.Subramaniam apologized to the audience for not being able to perform, the audience insisted him, which made him try once again. The sound of percusssion instruments was lowered to maintain the violin volume up and fortunately it worked.

L.Subramaniam then took over and held the audience spell-bound with Raag Kaapi. It was one of the wonderful Kaapi Krithis i ever heard.Kaapi has its own "caressing-feel" to it, which is why i like it a lot.for me, it is a parallel to Raag-"Peelu" because Raag peelu renders a similar feel, though it is technically very different from raag Kaapi. The music was nothing short of Divine. i couldnt realize when it ended since it transported me into a different world altogether.An experience which i cannot trap in words.

On request, L.Subramaniam played another carnatic krithi, the raaga of which is unknown to me. somewhere close to 11:00pm, the concert drew to close.

The low audience number came to my advantage here. we met Sanjeev Abhyankar and congratulated him for the wonderful rendition. Then came one of the most unforgettable moments of my life. we walked up to Pt.Jasraj and took his blessings. He spoke about the role of youth in preserving the traditional music of india and expressed his concerns over the issue. For me, it was a moment i cannot forget because it was none other than Pt.Jasraj. We went up to the stage and touched the feet of L.Subramaniam. I told him how much i love his music, while Prashanth took his autograph. Pt.Jasraj too walked up and told L.Subramaniam that the music was very divine, more so, because the volume of percussion instruments was kept down and the sound of his violin was highlighted. It was truly an unbelievable moment since we were there interacting about music, with the legends themselves. The only thing i missed that day was a camera. If only i had carried one. L.Subramaniam and Pt.Jasraj, both floored me with their humility, which was evident with the way they spoke to common people. L.Subramaniam was totally down-to-earth and treated every person/fan approaching him with respect and happily obliged when people took photographs with him. Thats something we missed.

we left the auditorium with a sense of gratification, both, musically and also emotionally...because it is not everyday that we can meet legends, talk with them..everyday is not Our Day..but last Saturday was something special.

Blessed!

1 Santoor.
1 Bass-Guitar.
1 Flute.
1 Sitar
1 Saxophone.
1 Indian Violin.
1 Piano
4 Tablas.
1 Jazz-trap kit.
2 Keyboards.
1 Viola
1 Electric Mandolin.
1 Mohana Veena.
1 Electric Violin.
2 Cellos.
80 piece violin orchestra.
20 member Female choir.

Let the ensemble play Raag Bhageeswari.
Let me drown in the musical waves of Ecstasy...