Mood throw

Mood........I am amazed to see my mood change within seconds.....pata nahi yaar mood itna change kyon hota hai...if someone says you something...your mood changes....if you are not well...your mood changes....if you have loads of work.....your mood changes......if you dont have any work...your mood changes....if you are going away from your home....your mood changes....if you are going to home after a long stay abroad......your mood changes....You are right...
I am going to India after a 5 month stint in London. So I can confirm now that there is a place called London on Earth. Earlier I used to see this place on Map and knew this place only through news. But now I can confirm that there is a place on Earth called London.
So all set to go to my Bharat......Somewhere at the corner of my heart, I think I have the feeling had I stayed longer here, I would have earned more....
But nothing is sure in life. Surprises come and go...
These days I am thinking I should leave this software industry and do some other thing. Someother thing.... Whats that thing ....is this the same thing of Name Place Thing Animal.
May be I should start thinking of some ideas and implement those ideas.....
I should take risk. Wow. Take risk man. The greatest risk in life is not taking any risk.
hmmm. Pata nahi kya hone wala hai.
Still not sure where do I have to report to ...Bangalore or Hyderabad....Lets see.

Revival of my blog

There are many things to write to my blog. I don't want my blog to die. For so long I havent written to my blog, I don't know why?
Of late I have started reading novels. On Saturday I went to Croydon Library to get some books. That was a nice experience to visit library. I am visiting the library after my college days i.e in 2001. So after 4 years I visited a library that too in United Kingdom. I was just thinking ......No one knows what will happen the next day. Even what will happen the next moment is not known. Who has thought that after graduating from a college in Bihar (BIT Sindri , now in Jharkhand) , I will be in UK. Even I could not see myself thinking in college that some day I will go to United Kingdom. Though I have travelled abroad to Bhutan and Nepal, I never imagined that I will be going to Europe.
See the power of thoughts, I was trying to write about my visit to Library and now I have gone to my college days. Actually all the thoughts are inter woven and I cant come out of the web of thoughts.
In the weekend I was explaining to Neetu about the human mind and what human is made of.
We have heard since our childhood that man is made of his thoughts. True. But on that day while explaining it to Neetu, I just got the feel about this. A man is not physical. What will happen if there is no brain. Who will control the body. The body without brain is useless. So who am I? Just thought. Yes I am a bundle of thoughts. Even you. And everyone. Is thought so powerful that it can create human. Yes. What ever we think we become like that. We have a mental image of ourself which we want to show to other, and we become like that. I was wondering how much thouhts can a man keep inside his brain. Good question for research. Enormous. All the thoughts just accumulate over one another. I still remember my childhood days. Intricate details of the place where I have been. Roads to reach my school. The trees. The place where I lost my pencil when I was in Class 3 (I think) and I went beside that tree in dark to search my pencil in fear that my father will scold me. So many incidents. I can write about all my childhood incidents. I think there can be a short story collection If I recollect my childhood days.
Again where am I going. I was writing about my visit to library. I agree Manah ati chanchalah asti.......Thats why I am writing so many things which may look totally irrelevant and cannot be given a single heading.
For so many days I was thinking to write something. But was not.....reason .......dont know.
I think a lot many things. There should have been a printer which I could have connected to my brain. I swear I would have got so many good stories. Lazy to write all the things which come in my brain...
Finally I have broken the ice and that too in office. Yes I am writing this blog in office. Among these white people I really miss my country. One get to know the importance of his country only when he is not in his country.
I am sorry I lost the thread. A techie guy came and we were raising CMR. CMR, a technical term.
I was telling about my visit to the library here. Suddenly out of blue I thought of developing some interest. Yaar Monday after Monday life goes on. Sometimes I think that I should stop the time and enjoy the day fully. But it doesn't happen. The time goes on and on. Never stops.
I was in full enthusiasm to start reading novels. I got 7 books from the library.
I started reading Indra Sinha's "The death of Mr Love". Its good to read something. I am enjoying it. Hope the enthu doesnt vanish as the days go.
There are many surprises I am getting, especially in the last few days. I got in touch with my school friend whom I last saw in 1989-90. So after 15 years we met on chat. Its all because of technology. Thanks to technology. Thanks to yahoo messenger. I will write someday about the yahoo messenger too. That is a long story. I got a girl through yahoo messenger who is my wife now. 15 years back, no one could have imagined that two friends will meet on Net. At that time, it was difficult even to see a computer, leave alone the internet.
I think I have written enough to revive my blog. I guess I will write frequently to give my blog a fresh air to breathe.

duniya meri mutthi mein 

life with wife 

mylife 

Determined to update Blog regularly

Hi,
It’s almost two month since I last posted in my Blog. I was always delaying it. Don’t know why. May be I was busy with my work. Yesterday I have added the links of some good sites in my Blog. I have to get the meaning of life. Why I am here. What I have to do. Who am I? These questions look simple but are thought provoking and help to know one’s inner self.
Yes I want to meditate. Its too good to be in meditative mood. Till now I haven’t started my preparation for MBA. I will start soon. And I will regularly read the newspaper.
Only six months are there for the D-day. I have to prepare myself for that………..

That’s it for now. Will keep on updating the Blog…………………….

A long mail I wrote to(& for) my KVSL1 school friends

Hi,
It’s good to see the mails from the kvsl1 guys pouring in my mailbox. So what else janta? Here in Hyderabad it’s too hot. Why don’t they open up any s/w coy in cool places like Shimla. Would love to work there. Where are the other students from our batch viz Shumeli (heard she is an IIM grad……….hats off for her……….she was intelligent since the school days. ……….., Chitraleka (where is she?), u remember one gal Debjani (daughter of one English teacher……….still remember that madam slapped me coz I dint bring my English book/Copy…………was very angry……….she even moved me out of the class……..was very angry on that day )…………
Hegde madam was my favourite teacher, always smiling,teaching very well………………..and yes savitri madam( hope I remember her name right) used to teach us hindi………most of the times she used to make me read the passages in the story( in class 7th ).
One more incident……….there was a madam named Mohanti madam who used to teach us Maths ( I think in class 7). She had a unique voice. Her pitch was frequently changed in every sentence esp when she used to end the sentence. We used to laugh a lot on her. Once I copied her voice and produced that cacophonic voice. She noticed and told who made that voice. I was very nervous. I guess she knew that I made the voice still she was asking. I was sitting with Rakesh and Tripathi( unable to remember his 1st name). Then I think Rakesh saved me…….by not telling my name…………was too much scared………………….
Another incident guys about a fair and healthy guy. I think his name was Swarnajit…………………once we(myself and Tabish Asfi) were playing with umbrellas kept in the class. We went to the last bench and we were opening the umbrella by clicking on the button…………yes unknowingly I took Swarnajit’s umbrella and while opening it, the handle came out and it was broken. I was very afraid. And then came the big bull Swarnajit. He bullied me and told me to either repair his umbrella or pay some money (dunno how much). I was afraid how to ask the money from my mom ………..and many things……..dont remember how it was sorted………………….
Another guy was Tabish Asfi…………iske bahut se kisse the us samay…….sab pareshan the isse. He used to spit in the class (strange na). once some people (Shiv Shankar and Tarun) complained this to our class teacher Indrani madam. Then she scolded him.
I am getting nostalgic. All the students face are coming in front of my eyes……………….hope I am not making you bored……………………………
Many more things to tell……….many more names I do remember…………..if interested reply……………………………………………

Let me check how many names I remember from my class:
1. Arijit Audhyo ( famous by the name ladies…….with big nails……)
2. Arup Bhattacharjee ( He was the competitor for our topper Shumeli Chatterjee, but got transferred to another KV)
3. Amit
4. Amit ( shaved his moustache in Class 7 and came with a hanky on his mouth)
5. Shiva Shankar Bhaduri ( Very active guy)
6. Tarun
7. Saumen Roy
8. Rupam Dey ( we used to call him pamru)
9. Sandeep Kundu (always smiling as if giving the ad of tooth paste)
10. Naveen Dhandaria ( hamesha chillata rahta tha……………)
11. Shakti Shanker Singh ( at that time I used to think he is a look alike of Sanjay Dutt…….wat say janta)
12. Bibhuti Bhushan
13. Hiranyaketu ( a short heighted guy……I always wondered why he has this unique name)
13. Ranadeep Dey ( he was the new guy,…….i think he came in Class 7th after I entered)
13. Shumeli Chatterjee ( Our topper)
14. Chitralekha Poddar (2nd topper)
15. Medha Bose ( fair and fat)
16. Sunayna ( you remember this gal……..she was very fair and tall……..she had her hand fractured……..and finally I think she left our school………)
17. Manjari ( hope I remember her right…….she was with the group of Shumeli, Chitralekha………I think she used to tie rakhi to Shakti Shanker Singh)
18. Rajneesh Lunia……(used to sit on the right side of the class. I think 3rd or 4th row……..business minded……..i even called him but he was unable to recognize me…..that’s natural I left the school in Class 9th)
19. Saumen Maiti ( Curly hair………..always used to sketch with black ink pen on some paper with rx written on it ……….guess some of his relative was doctor)
20. Tuhin ( lean, thin and short …………he used to come in my bus with his cute younger brother………..yes army bus………)
21. Sandeep Hansda( a very good football player……once he hurt himself during an official match I think house match…….)
22. Swarnajit ( he used to come on walk with his brother………….)
23. Abha ( tallest girl)
24. Indrani Paul ( she was also very tall……I think she had one sister in our class)
25. Vinay Jha ( very fair and red guy…….we used to call him Penguin………Kitna laal tha yaar woh)
26. Debjani Mukherjee ( Daughter of English Madam)
27. Meenakshi ( I think she was some other Meenakshi not this Meenakshi Dan…………I think she was not Bengali…….short height curly hair)
28. Somdev Chatterjee ( dunno whether surname was Chatterjee or bhattacharjee………..famous as scientist)
29. Kalyan ( pata nahi u guys remember him or not…….he was some south Indian guy………once he brought some shining material and was calling it radium)
30. Amrita guha( just faintly remember her face)


You people might be thinking how much time this guy has……………..yes dear I am free……………………I have all the time on this earth…………………………
Do visit my Blog…
http://www.amarneetu.blogspot.com

wait for my next mail…………
Till then bye……………

Amarendra Kumar Sinha
( was in KV Salt Lake from Class 7th and Class 8th)

Perspective

One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live...One day a father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the firm purpose of showing his son how poor people live.They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family. On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"" It was great, Dad.""Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked."Oh yeah," said the son."So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip?" asked the father.The son answered: "I saw that we have one dog and they had four. We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end. We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night. Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight. We have servants who serve us, but they serve others. We buy our food, but they grow theirs. We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."The boy's father was speechless.Then his son added, "Thanks, Dad, for showing me how poor we are."Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!"Life is too short and friends are too few."

Celebrate Life

Hi,
Welcome to my World. Let me tell you about myself.
I am Amarendra Kumar Sinha. I am working with Infosys Technologies Limited, Hyderabad.
I joined Infosys on 14th April 2003 after two years of Nomadic life,wandering for job, since the completion of my Engineering.
But I am very happy with my life. Lots and lots to learn from life. So many surprises. One of the best thing happened to me is that I married the girl whom i loved.Thank god for giving me the most beautiful gift as my wife Neetu. We got married on 21st January 2005.
We have to start the preparation for CAT. Yes you read it right. We want to do our best to get admission in one of the IIM more specifically IIM A.
My philosophy: Dont brood over the past because you cant change your past, dont worry about your future as your future depends on your present.So do your best in the present. Live in present. Always be happy. Life is too good and beautiful. Just explore the happiness in your life.
90% of the incident in one's life are happy incidents but still people think about the 10% sad part of their life 90% of the time. Why? Why to waste the god's precious gift i.e life. Wake up dear. Come enjoy and celebrate your life with all the happiness.........................................
Thats it for today.......................
Will meet you soon.

Amarendra