Sunday, December 18, 2011

A Note about Gopal Tata

The last time I was given a chance to speak about my Tata a year ago at his book release, I embarrassed myself. Not because I didn't speak well but because I didn't do justice to my Tata when was I speaking about him. I hope I can change that a little bit here.

Yes, I lost my grand father yesterday. He was 94. Often when you think of a person who is 94 years old, you imagine him to be in a hospital and in a bed all the time. But Tata was different, he was up and walking till the day before and spent just one single day in the hospital. If it was left to him, he wouldnt have wanted to spend that single day in hospital as well. You might not believe it but Tata used to travel from Mysore to Bangalore till recently all by himself. All of us in the family often begged him not to travel alone but he never liked to be dependent on others.However, there were so many of us dependent on him!

Going back several years, my first recollection of Tata is that of him carrying both Shreesha (my cousin) and I in his two hands. That photo is priceless. During every summer vacation to Nanjangud, we cousins used to meet at Tata's house and spend so much time together. Tata used to pamper us with figs and panerLes. If you havent heard of the second fruit, dont worry, not many have. I guess that's why Tata used to make it a point to bring it to all of us! Till about a few years, he used to carry mangoes all the way from Mysore to Bangalore and give it to us. Till recently, he used to get pure ghee made in Mysore and carry it all the way to Bangalore. He enjoyed pampering all of us all the time!

His networking skills with people from all age groups were unbelievable. He had friends everywhere. He never had issues about being "Doddavaru" in the family and never took offence if we had a light conversation with him. No matter what place we went to he used to find someone he knew. I used to wonder always how that was possible and then realised that people he had met before never forgot him as well because of the warmth he would have shown and the respect he commanded. I personally took a lot of liberty with him, more than any of my cousins I guess. I used to call him by name and often teased him about things that irritated him. He used to complain to Kanchan asking her to change me so that I show him some respect. When I continued to be myself with him, he often told Kanchan that she hasn't been able to change me even after marriage :)
Few incidents I can think of that, Tata and I are watching a movie at home and Amitabh Bacchan is on. He asks me who's acting in it and I say Prithvi Raj Kapoor! He knows very well that AB is on but just wants a crooked answer from me and we both laugh together. But guess what, Tata was not the one to sit quiet, he often teased me as well about various things and chuckled with mischief in his eyes. I can never forget that mischief and smile.


Another interesting thing about him was his amazing memory. In the time and age of mobile phones where we only remember a handful of phone numbers he dialled every number without opening his diary. He could remember dates and often took us back several years with his interesting anecdotes. Another incident I think is Kanchan and I studied our masters in a town called Lancaster in Northern England. I had told Tata about the location before I left. A year later, I told him I had completed my course and shifted to London to hunt for a job. He then said... "Oh you moved from Lancaster and came south is it?" I was spellbound! I probably wont remember 20 years from now where I studied and he at 92 could.

A note about Tata is incomplete if I dont talk about how selfless he was in his life. In a biography that my dad released last year, there are so many articles about how Tata helped people. He was either getting them admissions to colleges, making career choices for a few or supported other family members in their time of need and arranged every possible wedding ceremony. That's how he spent all his life. He was there when my dad was in the hospital for his minor surgeries, he was there for my mum when she was sick and guess what he was in his 80s then. Never imagined him to be on the other side in the hospital ever. Not once did he complain that he was doing things for people and never did he take credit for it as well. If I look around in the family now, I see my mum as being the one that has his nature the most. I hope I get some of that selfless nature myself!

What have we learnt from him over the years? Well, come to think of it now... many things. He was so disciplined and punctual. He has clean habits and led a simple life. He never overtly focused on money. He spent what he had on his loved ones and never asked for anything from his sons, daughters or grand children. He had tough life but not once did he mention it but just told us interesting stories about it.

The last couple of times I have been in Bangalore for vacation and when I am ready to leave home to come back to UK, I used to think about if I would see Tata again. Age was catching up with him and that was reality. Never thought it would be yesterday. I guess none of us would ever be ready. Sitting here in London, I am glad most of the family members were with him and could meet him one last time.He would have wanted that. On several occasions, I have often said a prayer to myself to give my loved ones success, my parents good health and my Tata, a peaceful death whenever that happened. Because that was something he truly deserved after such a truly great life. Dont know how this void can be filled in our lives but it is good to know that he has overseen each of us becoming successful in our respective careers and lives. We have a great and loving family and I am sure he will be proud of us. Rest is peace, Tata. I will miss you for sure.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

All the best, guys!

Hmmm… my friends and I seem to have a unique talent of proposing to girls. In all cases the proposal was unplanned or accidental but still we managed to convince the girls. Speaks volumes of our talent, I must say. Anyways…. These are the ways it happened.


Friend 1: This bloke took about a year and a half to tell the girl that he liked her. During the 1.5 years, we had to listen to his stories almost every time we met. If only he could tell the girl the same thing, the count of that would have been close to a million. Anyways, finally he told her and that too accidently.

Friend 1 and Girl 1 go out and return home. They chat on the road, in front of the gate, for a few mins. Something comes up and

Friend 1 blurts: “I like u”.
The girl is taken aback…. Where did that come from?
Girl 1 says : “ U mean, u like like me”?

Friend 1: “Yes” and that’s how after 1.5 years, my friend accidently blurted out that he liked the girl. Thank god he blurted it out otherwise we would have probably heard of his stories till today!

Coming to friend 2, well this bloke had not even admitted to us that he liked Girl 2. Since Friend 1 and I were hitting on Girl 2… we got to know that F2 liked the girl. Damn… we had to stop hitting on her after that. Anyways…F2 and G2 are good friends by now and they are on the bike.

Girl 2: “U know what, some guy in class thinks we are an item… hahaha”. Her laughter sends my friend into panic mode.

F2 (To himself): “Why is she laughing? Doesn’t she like me? Am I that useless? Does she think of me as the clich├ęd just a friend? Does she think of me as her brother!!!!!!!!!!!!! “

My friend regaining his composure amidst the panic asks her why she is laughing and tells her that he likes her and that's how their story started.

Coming to my story…. well… it didn’t happen accidently but was totally unplanned. Again, the girl and I were on the bike and we were on airport road. Yes, a bike.... that’s where things happen for us, guys... when we have our backs to the girls and don’t have to face them. I gather some courage and ask her

V: “So where do u think we are heading” (In the relationship I meant)
Though she knew exactly what I asked,
K said: “To the airport!!!!”

The smart answer didn’t help my cause as I had to gather up some more courage to explain my feelings towards her. Anyways…I did do that and we were heading towards the right direction :)

All’s well that ends well. I am married now to the same girl and my friends are on their way to tie the knot as well. All the best guys!

Thursday, September 27, 2007

The Sholay Fixation....

Hmmm… I think there a lot of people in this world who can’t imagine a life without the Hindi movie Sholay. From the time it was released till now, there have been so many people who have just spent their lives imitating either Gabbar, Thakur or Viru. There have been innumerable comedy sequences and lousy advertisements based only on the characters of Sholay but still people don’t feel the jokes and dialogues are outdated.

My workplace seems to be influenced by it as well. It started several months ago when we found our very own “Gabbar”. It had to be our lead ofcourse. The guy who named Gabbar automatically took the post of Thakur. Now he was looking for two able people for the posts of Jai and Viru. I was hailed Viru as I had a girl friend (our ‘not at all involved’ Basanti ;)) and the other guy was christened Jai!

Gabbar was moved out of the team… and our Sholay had to end. What will Sholay be without Gabbar?! The Thakur of our team ended up taking credit for Gabbar’s move out of the team even though the decision was entirely Ram Garh’s…er.. I mean the management’s.

It didn’t end there though…. We were feeling bored and that’s when we found a new character to fit into the shoes of Gabbar… and viola we had Gabbar Ki Amma!!! Kaalia and Samba’s roles were taken shortly by chamchas of Gabbar Ki Amma. Since we didn’t want a fellow team mate to feel left out… we assigned him the role of Surma Bhopali.

There are so many conversations we have that follow the famous dialogues of Sholay.

Conversation 1:

Kaalia : Kya Thakur aaj kal resources ke productivity itna low hai
Thakur: Ram Garh ke logon ne paagal kutton ke samne issues ke fixes dena bandh kar diye hai

Convesation 2:

Gabbar Ki Amma: Resource teen aur issues paanch… Bahoot naa insafi hai.

Conversation 3:

Viru : Aaj kal Thakur kuch kaam ka nahi hai. Ram garh mein atyachar bahut bad raha hai
Jai: Haan re Viru, is kahani mein Thakur Gabbar ka role kar raha hai. Bagav Thakur Ko

The conversations go on like this and surely make us laugh at times because there are so many dialogues which suit the situations perfectly. I am sure u can appreciate it better if u are a part of Ram Garh. I can assure u good roles if u join along :-)

Signing Off,
Viru

PS: If my colleagues are reading this, God help me! Anyways, its all in good sprits… no issues J

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Good old college days...

Hmmm… Few incidents I can think of from college.

Chemistry class : At almost the end of the class and as usual we have no clue what the prof is talking about, the prof says “Because” and I stand up and say “Yes Sir”. Thought he was calling out “Vikas” for attendance.


Physic Class: Three friends including me are discussing about how much a distributor makes for a Shahrukh Khan movie in different parts of India. One of my friends is explaining it to me pictorially. The physics prof throws all three of us out. Maybe, he was an Aamir Khan fan!


Engineering days: Lab exams going on. A very pretty classmate comes upto my friend and I and starts weeping. She’s weeping about how her friend ditched her at the last minute and she didn’t have a project. All my friend and I could think of was… who will hug the pretty girl first. Cheapos!


The same friend from the above incident and I are chatting in the UNIX class. As usual the prof catches me and calls to the front of the class. As of walk ahead… the prof calls me a “Problem child” and then he says I have to be “Digilent” in class. I burst out laughing right at his face and he was wondering why. My friend at the back of the row is having a ball by now on me being a problem child and not being “Digilent” J


Internals during engineering used to be super fun. We never studied for them. We showed great skills of team work (which is supposedly essential in the lousy IT industry) during those days. One such internal, my friend was in the last bench and I was right in front of him. He was supposed to open the text book to copy and I was supposed to be his guard. Now, my friend (brainy and intelligent chap, I must say) opens the book and starts reading. I constantly warn him of the consequence but he doesn’t listen and gets caught and I go scot free. I ask him at the end of the day if he was stupid to have kept the book open that long. He says… “I was enjoying the concept in the book and forgot that I was copying from the text book” :O

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Unique Pet...


Hmm...Came across this on one of the streets.
My BIL says:
"Hey, Check out the pet these people have"
The others take a look at the van and start laughing. Definitely worth a click.
I am sure the thieves wont steal their van cause they will find the chained van too funny as well!

Reminds me of a friend in college who used to lock the front wheel of his bike with a chain and a huge Godrej lock!






Thursday, May 10, 2007

Just a theory...

Hmmm….With life getting more monotonous by the day, I often go back to the college days I spent doing absolutely nothing. In hindsight, I guess, those were the days during which I could have done a lot more but let me not get into that now. Those were the days I spent with my friends. We used to meet pretty much everyday and talk about everything under the sun. Stuff mostly useless. Now U think of those days and wonder if u are as close to the same friends as you were back then and the answer that comes instantly is not that heartening.

That’s in a way lead to a theory in my head. It’s just a theory; I don’t necessarily believe in it. The degree of closeness with a friend is directly proportional to the time you spend with him. There is nothing more to friendship than that eventually. Disturbing? Hmmm…. No… I don’t think so. Suppose u are in engineering college, the guy u meet there everyday will probably get all your stories first hand. The same stories your other and “close” friends get much later. That’s when u begin to feel a lot more closer to the guy in engineering college. That bolsters my theory of degree of closeness is proportional to the time you spend.

So, does that mean there isn’t anything called “close” friendship? Maybe there isn’t. Not that it’s anybody’s fault but that’s the way it might eventually be. The faster u accept that, the more u’ll enjoy the times u spend with your friends. The difference between the ones u have spent over a decade with and the ones only for a couple of years will be that u can hit it off from where u left with the ones u’ve spent over a decade with and the other is not even significant. U have a lot more memories with the ones u’ve spent a decade with and laugh a lot more when u meet again. That’s about it.

After u read this, just think about the friend u were close to in school and think of what’s left of that friendship. Also, think of the friends who you have a spent a lot of time with and the ones later in college. The theory might just be true, right?!

Thursday, April 19, 2007

Intro to the Time Machine

Hmmm… never thought I would ever start a blog of my own. But when u are in an IT job and u sit in front of a comp for about 8 hours, u tend to do anything that’s possible with the comp. And here I am typing my first post even though I have loads to do at work… but what the heck… here it goes…

So, why am I calling it the “Time Machine”. Hmmm… couple of reasons to it. One, I am extremely particular about time. A clock seems to be running in my head constantly…. Can’t change after all these years and I don’t want to either. I see so many people around me who have absolutely no regard for time and it annoys me to no end at how they could be that way.

Two, well, years down the line, I read my posts; it serves as a trip down memory lane… Time Machine achieved… Voila! But this time machine works only one way, can’t go to the future… swalpa adjust maDi J

Hope to post more when I am bored in office some other time.