Apr 4, 2017

The IT way

Divide and Rule!
With my limited exposure
To the Indian IT enclosure
Well, here is my disclosure
With restraint and composure

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
Across all teams, this is a common tool!

Making Profit is the primary vision
So, cutting costs is forever a mission
Hierarchy strongly governs each division
Of customers and vendors, it’s a complex relation

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
Do whatever to let profits rule!

Promotion for some, and increment for some
Even the employee salary structure is random
People are hesitant to interact with freedom
Mostly, it’s routine work and some boredom

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
Individual benefits drive the employee work schedule!

Having HR, Finance and other support functions is great
But they need to work according to a preset template
Diversity, inclusiveness, and employee safety can wait
Priority is to ensure that the company reputation is adequate

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
Display of support is the greater rule!

Employees having the ability to dodge work, abound
Though rare, those who work hard can also be found
It is never enough to just be around
Showcase more and create some sound

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
Yeah, working with passion is not so cool!

Responding to emails and calls is not always necessary
Feeling important is the object primary
Being too brief or curt are options further dreary
Non-responses after many reminders makes you wary and weary

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
Lack of communication makes you a subject of ridicule!

The values of liberty, honesty, integrity
That ought to be preserved for posterity
Exist only in the governance scheme
Less in practice, more as a dream

Divide and rule is the golden rule.
If you still care about values, you might be a fool!

With hope and optimism, as we endure
There is just no need to feel insecure                                               
We need to be open, we need to share
Let’s work together, let’s work with care

Divide and rule is an olden rule.
Let more ideas, thoughts, debates rule!


Aug 14, 2011

From Wild to Mild

Sometimes, I am so lost in thought,
At other times, I decide that the next time I would not.

Sometimes, about certain matters, I feel so strong,
At other times, I am undecided as to what is right and wrong.

Sometimes, I yearn to achieve/ go beyond,
At other times, I feel stifled by some bond.

Sometimes, I talk too much trying to be at ease,
At other times, I can only think of calmness and peace.

Sometimes, though rare, I have an urge to fight,
At other times, I prefer to sit and write !!!

Abide with the Auto Ride

My travel by auto each day
Is a story in its own way
To get one itself takes quite some time
During which you get to make a rhyme

And then you have to put up with the fare
Which on most days is just unfair
And then to speak up, if you dare
His cool reply is that he doesn't care!
For whatever reason you still are abused
Which may leave you mighty confused??!!

Once on a lucky day, a gentleman I met
Who refused a rupee extra to his pocket
This incident made me very glad
And reminded me of my grand dad
So, you do find people who work with care
It is just that they are very rare

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I had written the above over 4 years back, summarizing my experience of auto rides in Bangalore. Here in Chennai, none of the autos have operating meters. Most autos here do not even have meters. Out of habit, I once insisted that the auto driver must switch his meter on. He remarked "It's been ages since anyone made such a demand to me"!

Dec 7, 2010

Musings on Music


Music is one of my primary passions. Music is love. Music is life. I don't claim to have any great knowledge about it. Yes, I am making a serious attempt to know more. It keeps me spirited.

I have patiently waited for autos unmindful of the elapsed time (once it was more than an hour!), practising my music lessons on the road. And on another occasion I was told by a colleague that, during a long wait at a signal I was sitting and singing in the auto and all vehicles were looking at me. Music keeps me in the free, nature-undisturbed state.

I have listened to many forms of music with passion and craze at different levels. I grew up listening to Hindi film songs primarily. Here I was immensely fascinated by Gulzar's lyrics and still am, though I rarely listen to these now. Further on, I listened to few Tamil and Malayalam film songs, ghazals, Punjabi and Rajasthani folk, Rabindra sangeet (the life of Bengal, here again lyrics are the soul, so you should have a Bengali friend by your side), Apache Indian's rap (I now find it crap - there's no music in it), western light and rock – Michael Jackson, Madonna, Bryan Adams etc. I have not heard Western classical at all, I used to find it monotonous and switch off the radio back then in school.

Only since the last seven or eight years, I have entered the Carnatic realm. Here, my concentration has been on music and not on lyrics. Music is all about depth and the depth that Carnatic offers is unexplainable. You have to patiently listen to it to feel it and understand it. One need not have a sweet voice to sing Carnatic songs. What is required is very keen listening.

The raagam patterns, the taalam structure both are very profound and make it incomparable to any other system. It is a system which gives infinite scope for creativity. Primarily, here the compositions are in Telugu and Sanskrit. I usually don't know the word-by-word meanings, sometimes the overall theme also of the songs that I sing. Of course, the more one knows the better it is. It helps more to know the spiritual meanings etc.

Pure(?) works in any field – art, literature, science etc. is not reachable to the mass. They don't have immediate appeal. Take Shakespeare, Carnatic, Hindustani, Ramanujam's theorems, art movies etc. People in pure and applied fields have to coordinate and arrive at something which the society at large can relate to. Of course, this doesn't happen often in reality. Also, many times people work for self-contentment without expecting any recognition. I see no flaw in that. To each, his own.

The Carnatic trinity – Tyagaraja, Muttuswami Dikshitar and Shyama Shastri whose compositions are the main references for the system have lived lives of saints. Most of their compositions are known to be unplanned spontaneous outpourings. All of them used to sing on streets among huge groups of people. And the food they ate was the bhikshai they received from people.

Purandara Dasa and other Haridasas who lived much before the trinity had social reformation in their minds. Most of their works are in very simple Kannada aiming to reach all kinds of people. These are also devotional in nature. They involve both ordinary family life situations as well as songs in praise of God. They used to move around on the streets in groups and sing for people in general. The best part is that many of their compositions treat God as a friend instead of a superior. They have a very calming effect, and provide strength and courage to people.

Sadly, Carnatic music is increasingly being potrayed as caste music. We are ill-informed of the facts, beacuse it is propogated wrongly. MS Subbulakshmi, one of the greatest musicians who succeeded in bringing Carnatic to the masses, hails from a Devadasi non-brahmin family. Of course, one main reason why this could happen was that her husband Sadasivam was a influential brahmin. There is the Dhanammaal school which has propogated rich and pure classical music and dance for generations. Their school is an expert in teaching the art, they are regarded as musicians' musicians. As far as I know Dhanammaal was also not a brahmin. There are numerous other examples like Sheik Chinna Moulana, T Rajaratnam Pillai, John Higgins etc.

It is very sad that it has become popular as Brahmin music to a great extent. So, when I go to concerts today, I do find a huge group of mamis dressed in rich pattu saris sitting and chatting happily during the concert. In fact, I happened to ask a popular musician and friend a couple of years back, if they do something to spread this music to other classes. He said he tried convincing some of them to come for his concerts. But, there is a strong revolt, they feel uncomfortable with the idea of sami pattu. Also, they hardly have time for any extra activity, given the laborious work they need to do each day to earn their daily bread.

Feb 5, 2009

Buy and Sigh

Too tired I am, of my puzzling, greedy self,
That wants to keep adding things to the shelf.

Books of all kind, with me are there,
To read them I don’t have time to spare,
Still at the book stalls, I stop and stare,
And pick up a new one, precious and rare!

Music in plenty, I spend hours to download,
At concerts, my player is set to record mode,
To listen to this, even as I long for leisure,
I am looking to add a microphone to my treasure!

Kitchen, I don’t frequent much by choice,
Have to go in at times and make some noise,
Yet each time find that there is so much to do,
Maybe it would help if I buy a gadget or two!

Dec 9, 2008

Assorted distortion

The English language is used very differently in the globalised world. Most people communicate using a very restricted vocabulary, pertaining to their area of work. It seems so automated that, in most cases, the opening word is enough for the listener to complete the sentence.

The language of corporates has its foundation resting on abbreviations. Every company has a large proportion of exclusive abbreviations, and a few common ones. The sensational tone and the words used are much the same across the all television news channels. Not to forget, the weather reporting in particular, which has remained the same from the start!

The print media is catching up quickly in presenting news in the form of provocative stories. Cricket commentary is a list of adjectives, with a few technical terms at times. Movies and television serials are a dreadful combination of glamour and violence.

And there is the youth, which takes pride in speaking American English. This is no surprise, since our grasping of the langauge is only based on what we get to hear all the time. There are still others, who want to refrain from using the foreign language. That would mean, being closed to the affairs of the world.

From the little that I have observed, I find that American English does not abide by the basic rules of grammar. It has coined a lot of nouns, which are slangs, not listed in the dictionary. It shortens long words. ‘Comfortable’ becomes ‘comfy’, ‘information’ becomes ‘info’. It misplaces verbs completely. ‘Goes’ means ‘says’, ‘shoot’ means ‘send’. There are so many crude words which disturb you. It is devoid of emotion. Yet, it is considered to be stylish.

At the end of the day, the communication of thoughts has not taken place. What has happened perhaps, is only distortion. To whom are we speaking? Is it just to prove ourselves and confuse the listener?

A little bit of thinking on the choice of words, would surely go a long way in our understanding of each other better.

Dec 8, 2008

Black or White !

A small piece of anger expressed by a black girl.

DEAR WHITE FELLA,
COUPLA THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW
WHEN I BORN, I BLACK
WHEN I GROW UP, I BLACK
WHEN I GO IN SUN, I BLACK
WHEN I COLD, I BLACK
WHEN I SCARED, I BLACK
WHEN I SICK, I BLACK
AND WHEN I DIE, I STILL BLACK

AND YOU WHITE FELLA,
WHEN YOU BORN, YOU PINK
WHEN YOU GROW UP, YOU WHITE
WHEN YOU GO IN SUN, YOU RED
WHEN YOU COLD, YOU BLUE
WHEN YOU SCARED, YOU YELLOW
WHEN YOU SICK, YOU GREEN
WHEN YOU DIE, YOU GRAY.
AND YOU CALLING ME COLORED??