Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Passion is all that you need- Gem of an Article

SOURCE:- ये मेरी लाईफ है - chirag mehta *thanks chirag for posting such wonderful n inspiring articles*

It was probably the April of 1974. Bangalore was getting warm and
gulmohars were blooming at the IISc campus. I was the only girl in my
postgraduate department and was staying at the ladies’ hostel. Other girls
were pursuing research in different departments of Science.

I was looking forward to going abroad to complete a doctorate in computer
science. I had been offered scholarships from Universities in the US. I
had not thought of taking up a job in India.

One day, while on the way to my hostel from our lecture-hall complex, I
saw an advertisement on the notice board. It was a standard
job-requirement notice from the famous automobile company Telco (now Tata
Motors). It stated that the company required young, bright engineers,
hardworking and with an excellent academic background, etc.

At the bottom was a small line: “Lady candidates need not apply.”

I read it and was very upset. For the first time in my life I was up
against gender discrimination.

Though I was not keen on taking up the job, I saw it as a challenge. I had
done extremely well in academics, better than most of my male peers.
Little did I know then that in real life academic excellence is not enough
to be successful.

After reading the notice I went fuming to my room. I decided to inform the
topmost person in Telco’s management about the injustice the company was
perpetrating. I got a postcard and started to write, but there was a
problem: I did not know who headed Telco

I thought it must be one of the Tatas. I knew JRD Tata was the head of the
Tata Group; I had seen his pictures in newspapers (actually, Sumant
Moolgaokar was the company’s chairman then) I took the card, addressed it
to JRD and started writing. To this day I remember clearly what I wrote.

“The great Tatas have always been pioneers. They are the people who
started the basic infrastructure industries in India, such as iron and
steel, chemicals, textiles and locomotives They have cared for higher
education in India since 1900 and they were responsible for the
establishment of the Indian Institute of Science. Fortunately, I study
there. But I am surprised how a company such as Telco is discriminating on
the basis of gender.”

I posted the letter and forgot about it. Less than 10 days later, I
received a telegram stating that I had to appear for an interview at
Telco’s Pune facility at the company’s expense. I was taken aback by the
telegram. My hostel mate told me I should use the opportunity to go to
Pune free of cost and buy them the famous Pune saris for cheap! I
collected Rs 30 each from everyone who wanted a sari When I look back, I
feel like laughing at the reasons for my going, but back then they seemed
good enough to make the trip.

It was my first visit to Pune and I immediately fell in love with the city.

To this day it remains dear to me. I feel as much at home in Pune as I do
in Hubli, my hometown. The place changed my life in so many ways. As
directed, I went to Telco’s Pimpri office for the interview.

There were six people on the panel and I realised then that this was
serious business.

“This is the girl who wrote to JRD,” I heard somebody whisper as soon as I
entered the room. By then I knew for sure that I would not get the job.
The realisation abolished all fear from my mind, so I was rather cool
while the interview was being conducted.

Even before the interview started, I reckoned the panel was biased, so I
told them, rather impolitely, “I hope this is only a technical interview.”

They were taken aback by my rudeness, and even today I am ashamed about my
attitude. The panel asked me technical questions and I answered all of

Then an elderly gentleman with an affectionate voice told me, “Do you know
why we said lady candidates need not apply? The reason is that we have
never employed any ladies on the shop floor. This is not a co-ed college;
this is a factory. When it comes to academics, you are a first ranker
throughout. We appreciate that, but people like you should work in
research laboratories.”

I was a young girl from small-town Hubli. My world had been a limited place.

I did not know the ways of large corporate houses and their difficulties,
so I answered, “But you must start somewhere, otherwise no woman will ever
be able to work in your factories.”

Finally, after a long interview, I was told I had been successful. So this
was what the future had in store for me. Never had I thought I would take
up a job in Pune. I met a shy young man from Karnataka there, we became
good friends and we got married.

It was only after joining Telco that I realized who JRD was: the uncrowned
king of Indian industry. Now I was scared, but I did not get to meet him
till I was transferred to Bombay. One day I had to show some reports to Mr
Moolgaokar, our chairman, who we all knew as SM. I was in his office on
the first floor of Bombay House (the Tata headquarters) when, suddenly JRD
walked in. That was the first time I saw “appro JRD”. Appro means “our” in
Gujarati. This was the affectionate term by which people at Bombay House
called him.

I was feeling very nervous, remembering my postcard episode. SM introduced
me nicely, “Jeh (that’s what his close associates called him), this young
woman is an engineer and that too a postgraduate.

She is the first woman to work on the Telco shop floor.” JRD looked at me.
I was praying he would not ask me any questions about my interview (or the
postcard that preceded it).

Thankfully, he didn’t. Instead, he remarked. “It is nice that girls are
getting into engineering in our country. By the way, what is your name?”

“When I joined Telco I was Sudha Kulkarni, Sir,” I replied. “Now I am
Sudha Murthy.” He smiled and kindly smile and started a discussion with
SM. As for me, I almost ran out of the room.

After that I used to see JRD on and off. He was the Tata Group chairman
and I was merely an engineer. There was nothing that we had in common. I
was in awe of him.

One day I was waiting for Murthy, my husband, to pick me up after office
hours. To my surprise I saw JRD standing next to me. I did not know how to
react. Yet again I started worrying about that postcard. Looking back, I
realise JRD had forgotten about it. It must have been a small incident for
him, but not so for me.

“Young lady, why are you here?” he asked. “Office time is over.” I said,
“Sir, I’m waiting for my husband to come and pick me up.” JRD said, “It is
getting dark and there’s no one in the corridor.

I’ll wait with you till your husband comes.”

I was quite used to waiting for Murthy, but having JRD waiting alongside
made me extremely uncomfortable.

I was nervous. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at him. He wore a
simple white pant and shirt. He was old, yet his face was glowing. There
wasn’t any air of superiority about him. I was thinking, “Look at this
person. He is a chairman, a well-respected man in our country and he is
waiting for the sake of an ordinary employee.”

Then I saw Murthy and I rushed out. JRD called and said, “Young lady, tell
your husband never to make his wife wait again.” In 1982 I had to resign
from my job at Telco. I was reluctant to go, but I really did not have a
choice. I was coming down the steps of Bombay House after wrapping up my
final settlement when I saw JRD coming up. He was absorbed in thought. I
wanted to say goodbye to him, so I stopped. He saw me and paused.

Gently, he said, “So what are you doing, Mrs Kulkarni?” (That was the way
he always addressed me.) “Sir, I am leaving Telco.”

“Where are you going?” he asked. “Pune, Sir. My husband is starting a
company called Infosys and I’m shifting to Pune.”

“Oh! And what will you do when you are successful.”

“Sir, I don’t know whether we will be successful.” “Never start with
diffidence,” he advised me “Always start with confidence. When you are
successful you must give back to society. Society gives us so much; we
must reciprocate. I wish you all the best.”

Then JRD continued walking up the stairs. I stood there for what seemed
like a millennium. That was the last time I saw him alive.

Many years later I met Ratan Tata in the same Bombay House, occupying the
chair JRD once did. I told him of my many sweet memories of working with
Telco. Later, he wrote to me, “It was nice hearing about Jeh from you. The
sad part is that he’s not alive to see you today.”

I consider JRD a great man because, despite being an extremely busy
person, he valued one postcard written by a young girl seeking justice. He
must have received thousands of letters everyday. He could have thrown
mine away, but he didn’t do that. He respected the intentions of that
unknown girl, who had neither influence nor money, and gave her an
opportunity in his company. He did not merely give her a job; he changed
her life and mindset forever.

Close to 50 per cent of the students in today’s engineering colleges are
girls. And there are women on the shop floor in many industry segments. I
see these changes and I think of JRD. If at all time stops and asks me
what I want from life, I would say I wish JRD were alive today to see how
the company we started has grown. He would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly.

My love and respect for the House of Tata remains undiminished by the
passage of time. I always looked up to JRD. I saw him as a role model for
his simplicity, his generosity, his kindness and the care he took of his
employees. Those blue eyes always reminded me of the sky; they had the
same vastness and magnificence.

(Sudha Murthy is a widely published writer and chairperson of the Infosys
Foundation involved in a number of social development initiatives. Infosys
chairman Narayana Murthy is her husband .)

*Article sourced from: Lasting Legacies (Tata Review- Special
Commemorative Issue 2004), brought out by the house of Tatas to
commemorate the 100th birth anniversary of JRD Tata on July 29, 2004.*

Thursday, September 27, 2007

The woman in your life … Very well expressed

Source:- ये मेरी लाईफ है - चिराग मेहता

Tomorrow you may get a working woman, but you should marry with these facts as well.
Here is a girl, who is as much educated as you are;

Who is earning almost as much as you do;

One, who has dreams and aspirations just as you have because she is as human as you are;

One, who has never entered the kitchen in her life just like you or your sister haven’t,as she was busy in studies and competing in a system that gives no special concession to girls for their culinary achievements ;

One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as
much as you do for 20-25 years of her life ;

One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family name;

One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you
sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchen ;

One, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning and cook food at the end of the day, even if she is as tired as you are, maybe more, and yet never ever expected to complain;
to be a servant, a cook, a mother, a wife, even if she doesn’t want to;
and is learning just like you are as to what you want from her;
and is clumsy and sloppy at times and knows that you won’t like it if she is too demanding,
or if she learns faster than you;

One, who has her own set of friends, and that includes boys and even men at her workplace too, those,who she knows from school days and yet is willing to put all that on the back-burners to avoid your irrational jealousy, unnecessary competition and your inherent insecurities;

Yes, she can drink and dance just as well as you can, but won’t,simply because you won’t like it, even though you say otherwise ;

One, who can be late from work once in a while when deadlines, just like yours, are to be met;

One, who is doing her level best and wants to make this most important relationship in her entire life a grand success, if you just help her some and trust her;

One, who just wants one thing from you, as you are the only one she knows in your entire house - your unstinted support, your sensitivities and most importantly - your understanding, or love, if you may call it.

But not many guys understand this…

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Entry for July 17, 2007

'You told me you loved me
I told you I loved back
You broke my heart
And you don't feel bad
I definitely had you once
And want you back
but all you will do
Is say you love me
Then you will just deny it
How the fuck do you think I feel
Not to good
Not to well
So why don't you go to hell'

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

4lines that described my entire blog...

one of my old frinds and regular reader of this blog just mailed me lil something in gujrati after reading my recent entries....

it goes like this...

ખુશ નથી છતાં ખુશ રહેવુ પડે છે

કોઇ પુછે કેમ છે તો મજામા કહેવ પડે છે

દિલ મ થયા હજારો જખ્મો છતા હસતા રહેવુ પડે છે

જીન્દગી એક નાટક છે બરબાદ થઇ ને પન જીવવુ પડે છે

{Khush nathi chata Khush rehvu pade che
koi puche kem che to majama kehvu pade che
dil ma thaya hajaro jakhamo chata hasta rehvu pade che
Jindgi ek natak che barbaad thai ne pan jivavu pade che}


khush nahi hai fir bhi khush rehna padta hai

koi puche kaise hai, to bhi kehna padta hai maze me hain

dile me hue hai hazaro zakham fir bhi haste rehna padta hai

jivan ek natak hai fir bhi barbad hoke bhi jina padta hai

looks like she described my entire blog in just a few lines... nyways my fren thanks for the wonderful lines...

Saturday, June 23, 2007

"love at first sight"

"love at first sight" a poem i came to know from the movie "turn left turn right" that really touched my heart...

Love at First Sight

by Wislawa Szymborska

They both thought
that a sudden feeling had united them
This certainty is beautiful,
Even more beautiful than uncertainty.

They thought they didn't know each other,
nothing had ever happened between them,
These streets, these stairs, this corridors,
Where they could have met so long ago?

I would like to ask them,
if they can remember -
perhaps in a revolving door
face to face one day?
A "sorry" in the crowd?
"Wrong number" on the 'phone?
- but I know the answer.
No, they don't remember.

How surprised they would be
For such a long time already
Fate has been playing with them.

Not quite yet ready
to change into destiny,
which brings them nearer and yet further,
cutting their path
and stifling a laugh,
escaping ever further;
There were sings, indications,
undecipherable, what does in matter.
Three years ago, perhaps
or even last Tuesday,
this leaf flying
from one shoulder to another?
Something lost and gathered.
Who knows, perhaps a ball already
in the bushes, in childhood?

There were handles, door bells,
where, on the trace of a hand,
another hand was placed;
suitcases next to one another in the
left luggage.
And maybe one night the same dream
forgotten on walking;

But every beginning
is only a continuation
and the book of fate is
always open in the middle.

Translation from Polish by Roman Gren
Translation from French by Sarah Hardenberg

Thursday, June 7, 2007

Entry for June 07, 2007

hey lots of stuff to talk about but will discuss some other day...
lots of stuff happened..
like getting my lost love back... n the best part she still loves me but no relationship possible now..
also.. ups n downs or should i say bad bad time in some1's life who are close to me..
then above all... me getting very serious 4 d person i always say is wrong for me ...
n having the best moments of my life wd her.. or should i say past 17 days should keep on repeating again n again...

n 2day is that unfortunate day when it all ended...
maybe the shortest love story of my life.......
will talk bout all this later ya shayad na bhi kar paun...

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Happiest Day In JUIT...

yes ppl this is probably the first time am writing a blog entry wehile am happy....

shocked... nw what shud i say... just that god is gr8....

there ws a day whn i took sm1 as a gd fren.. n taught her trhe ways to survive in this world n especilly in our coll... bt she let me down coz of lot of reasons which i think i hv talked in my old entries... as a consequence i lost her or shud i say i left her coz she didnt wanted a suppport n thaught that she can handle stuff very well...

well no probs n i ws happy in my domain bt she uttered a few words abt me to sm1... which ws nt expected... n its feels really bad to hear that ur care is named as being over conservative.... n lots more...

nyways i decided to ruin her life bt then i realized that if she id bad it doesnt mean i shud do the same... so left the thing n ws happy in my life...

n 2day what a day... god gave her a lesson 2day.... i hope she'll understand or else....

well the best part is i didnt do nything n it just happened bt still i am sure she wd be cursing me...

nyways i dont care what she says abt me i just knw i nvr did nything to harm her...

bt 1 baat bolun.. i still miss dt fren n still cant believe how can she turn out to be such a worse person...

chulo chulta hun... phir milenge...

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Film critics are idiots....

well the title might sound very rude but ya it is absolutely correct....
dont worry am not complaining just like that but i have a proof... an eye witness....
ya i am....

well just finished watching "just married"(fardeen khan-esha deol) n trust me i wont be partial...

but i rellly liked the movie... exactly how many times do u think i hv written a blog entry regarding a movie...
1st time na... hmmm well ya this is the 2nd time i hv liked a hindi romantic kinda movie... 1st being mohabbatein...
& seriouslly ppl its really a good movie.. am nt going on any technical details coz when u like a movie u ignore all the technical details i ws just concerned wd the feelings behind the movie..

now whats the role of critics rt... so they gv this movie 1.5stars... n trust me it worths far more than that....

i sm where read that this movie is similar to honeymoon travels pvt ltd. bt its far much better than that theme can be a bit same bt this movie is far much better....

awsome acting,gd romance,gd drama,gd twists.... n gr8 ending.....

the story ws regarding a few couples on their honeymoon(well mostly).. n all the stories were quite touching.. n this movie is must watch for all the couples... n as the tag line of the movie says... marriage was just the beginning...

watch it n than tell me... ya ya i know most of u wont like it... bt for ppl who feel things like me go n watch it....


tc n keep-smiling......

what wondering mujhe kya hua... aaj rona dhona chodkar movie.. well ya... this blog is all abt my feelings n emotions.. n its very rare that a hindi movie became a reason for my thinking n touched me.... so i wrote bt it.... its my passion!!!!!!!!!!

Tuesday, April 10, 2007


OK tell me how will u feel when sm1 u like... is interested in sm1 else.. or whn that sm1 asks u for suggestions regarding her love life n abt sm1 whom she kindoff like... knowing that i also kindoff like her... ya ya i know she wants to be just my best fren.... bt cant i ever be sm1 more than a fren for a girl...
am so pissed of with the foll lines used by 100's of girls who were or are a part of my life...

1>u r one of the best guy i hv ever met...
2>ur hrt is so pure n how can u care so muh abt a girls feelings...
3>u the best fren i can ver get...
4>am so lucky to hv a fren like u... i mean u understand me n its always so comfortable to talk to u n to share my feelings with u...

n so on... bt in a nutshell i can be a best fren... a gr8 guy to talk to n a person whom u want in ur life as a fren always... bt i can nvr be sm1 whom a girl cn like more than a fren... this all reminds me of the movie "just frens(2005)"which i saw in Srilanka-Singapore flight...

ya i know thats not 100% truth... "jisne hume chaha use hum chah na sake... jisko chahte the use pa na sake..."

bt still yaar... is it fair... that am on top whn taken as a fren n no where in the list when u think beyond that...

may be thats destiny......... n ya i knw nw u'll hv 100 reasons totell me this is so.. bt let me be very frank... am nt going to change for ny1...

i love being senti,romantic... i like slow music,dim lights,cool breeze,romantic movies..... n all that kinda stuff... am possesive abt my frens coz i really care... am nt like those who make frens just 4 the time they wd them... if i take sm1 as my fren i take that frenship forever... 4 me love n frenship are some serious things... n i dont like jokes abt these relationships.....

nyways... bahut ho gya... lets leave it i know... sm1 smwhere can understand all these things... n i'll get her smday.... n till than happy to be single....

btw a new quote>> love all trust few...(nt at all related to nything above bt related to my previous entries)

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

Why am i attracted to a person i know isn't good???

well this is the question that was going through my mind.. n i don't remember since when.. but 2day i got its answer while watching a movie "the holiday"... n trust me its so true here what the answer says:--

ans- "because you are hoping you are wrong & every time she does something that tells you that she is no good,you ignore it & every time she comes through n surprises you,she wins you over n you loose the argument with yourself that she is not for you!!!"

let me also include some more lines from the movie:--

And on top of that, there's the old standby, 'I can't believe a girl like that would actually be with a guy like me.'"

Okay, so it's a quote from a particularly bad movie, but it's helping at the moment.

If you're not hurting anyone, then, no matter who you are, no matter where you are in life, be it successful or struggling, rich or poor, jock or nerd, you have the right to a basic level of kindness and respect. You have the right to pursue happiness.

hmm what u think isn't it correct....

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Luks r always deceptive....

welll to start withh..lets cont..with my last entry... well am over with that bad moment of my life..
it ws all full of pain n why not??? something like this nt expected from a 4yr old fren... bt i guess this is life.. u can nt trust ny1.. bt as sm1 told me "v nvr get wt v want... v nvr wnt wht we gt... v nvr hv wht v like... v nvr like wht v hv... stil v live... stil v luv... stil v hope.... this is life"... so am over wd it hmm but i dont thing i can ever forget those memories....

"waise aaj fir kisi ki yaad aayi hai... in hawaon ke saath kisi ki khushboo aayi hai.... to kya hua wo saath nahin... km se km unki yaadein to unki tareh nahin!!!!"

hmm this is i guess my destiny... only the persom whom i love the most.. whom i hv always taken as my best fren.... leaves me... i guess its better nt to care for ny1...
aaj such mein i am missing 2 ppl a lot!!! 1 to samne hokar bhi saath nahin n dusra door hai pr use humari yaad nahin....

bt something which is troubling me more than my own problems n life story is a prob in sm1 else's life... i just heard a sad life story of sm1 very close... smthing which shattered my hrt n my trust on love... based on this thing only i hv titled this post!!! smtimes things like this make me think what kinda ppl are there in this self centered.. they dnt gv a damm to ny1's emotions n love.. all they want is there own happiness... A**H***'s....
trust me ppl... "Love at first sight existence, luks r always deceptive n wht u wish u never get tht!!"

n u cn nvr trust ny1... kaun kb badal jaye u nvr knw.... i just pray her life nowon be full of happiness....

bt this is life.. keep up the hope... n live ur life to the fullest....dnt waste it.. n dnt gv a damm to ny1 who acts as a hurdle in ur life!!!

hv fun tk n njoy life!!!!

Wednesday, January 3, 2007


jst whn i thot that my life is rocking wdout ny probs n tensions..... something happened which reminded me of 1 of mine previous blog entry where i wrote:---

"when love invades,,,,, frenship fades...."

yes this quotation again proved to be a truth... it feels so bad when some 1 who is close to u,,n ws with u for so long.. makes u feel that love is much much imp than frenship...

am nt talking abt just sm1 bt 1spl one... yes a person for whom u did so much,, u were there for her whn she ws in trouble or pain or whn she had a fight wd her love... bt a month long love story can break years of frenship n trust...

jst think how will u feel whn a fren like this who ws so close to u tells u on ur face that she has changed her cell no n she ws nt takng ny1's call

after being asked "that why were u nt taking my calls or replying to my msgs which i hv been sending for past 1 month.."

n evn after this she tells u that she wont give u her new no....

rule out the possibilty that i did something wrong coz of which she is doing this coz 1 of our common fren also experianced smthing similar to this...

well try to feel it from ur hurt n i bet tears will run out of ur eyes....

moral of the story:- sm times love can break a relation called "BEST FRENS" or "FRENS FOREVER"

nw do u still think that frens are forever...... well think again.....

do gv ur comments....