Monday, November 21, 2005

Principles of Business

I am a trader. My desk is my business. My job is to create business opportunities from nothing. I do this by virtue of understanding my place in the market. Now, I have been in this line for the past 5 years. I am getting a better understanding of things. The only way I am making money is because of my knowledge of a certain product, its life cycle et all. I have a little more information than the other person does either competing with me or working with me. My advantage comes from the fact that I do not divulge my information and use is it as a weapon to make money for the company and me. Knowledge enables me to create opportunities. At times I do not lie blatantly but I also do not volunteer information. That is business. Are all businessmen and women liars? Am i a liar? Do i lie for a living? Am I going to rot in hell?

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Seton Hall Pirates are getting looted

Right now I am watching the Seton hall pirates play the duke devils. I am appalled and saddened. The pirates are getting mauled by the duke basketball team. Louis Orr needs to go. He needs to be fired and replaced by someone fresh. This whole program needs to be started from scratch. I understand that duke is the number 1 team in the country. Seton hall hasn’t had a shot in the past 12 mins. Jesus Christ. Someone kill me. The score is 26-4, 12 mins through the half. Can you believe that? Orr needs to go. Someone pull the plug on him. Coach sets the tone and I haven’t seen anything of consequence in the past 3 years after Tommy Amaker left for Umich. Tommy Amaker bailed out, Barrett passed out and went to the NBA, Eddie Griffin and Samuel Dalembert deserted in their freshman years for the NBA and here we have a freaking below mediocre team who are not fit to be a part of first division college basketball.
The school is supposed to have a heritage of basketball. I don’t see anything happening with this ball club. Barrett was the engine of this team and with his departure the whole damn vehicle died.
This feeling that I have is the same feeling I had when India was marauded by Australia in the last world cup final. I shouldn’t be watching but i am watching it and going through the torture. Score right now is 33-5 and they have scored one point via a free throw in the time I have spent writing this.
I don’t see this team having a good season this year. Make changes and let’s start afresh. I can’t stop watching because I love this team. It is after all my school and this is where my love for the game began and I would like for it to pick up its standards and sign the right kids into their program.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Stupid Driver

I was on my way to work today as usual. It was 8.30 in the morning and I got into my car, started the engine and let it run for a few minutes. I live in an apartment complex with over 660 apartments and spread over an area of 40 acres. I live deep inside the complex and it takes me a minute or so to get to the main road, which leads to the freeway. Anyway, here I am fresh as a daisy, dressed in black and smelling good. I take the left and then another left and I am cruising at around 25 to 30 miles an hour as it is still within the complex and is quite a narrow inroad with cars parked on either side of the street. This inroad leading to the main road is windy and hilly both at the same time and you have to be extra careful as you have to be weary of people joining the inroad from their respective apartment blocks. As I was going through I saw this phatang joining the inroad and taking a left without even noticing me. I was on the main street and it was my right of way and I suddenly noticed him turning right into me and I screeched. This African American gentleman with braids, wife on the side and two kids sitting behind him just turned into the street without even looking. As I braked, the car screeched to a halt. Thank god for my new Sumitomo tires. I let the guy come by me and then I opened my window at the same time and so did he. I was about to use the f word but I saw the kids and controlled my language.
This is how it went

Me “ what’s wrong with you? Can’t you look when you turn into a main street?”
Him “ You have to look when you are driving man”
Me- “ I am on the main street and I have the right of the way”
Him-“ I was on the main road too. Didn’t you see me? . You could have saved me if you were going a little slower”
Me- “ I was at 25 miles man”

I drove away in disgust, as I didn’t want to ruin my morning. Then I thought about what he said. He actually told me that I should have waited for him as he was on the main street too. The freaking idiot did not realize that he was driving into the middle of a street without waiting for me from the parking lot. Why should I wait for someone who is joining the main street? Should I be weary of everyone joining the main street or was it vice versa? He also said that I could have saved him if I was going slower. What the hell did he mean by that? Was he on dope or something? I didn’t kill him. I actually did save him as I was driving head on into him. What a shit head. It was pretty funny at the end of it.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Deve Gowda, The khadi guy

I was doing some reading on Deve Gowda. He seems to have been around for eternity. From the time I gained any kind of political consciousness, this so-called leader has been a strong image in the Indian political scene. This man has the balls to question Narayan Murthy and his intentions.
This ignorant, impotent, close-minded bastard has been active both in the state level and national level for about 50 years. You can google him to read his political history. I would rather not do that. He is a corrupt, moral less politician and is probably heads the crème of shit heads ever to be politicians.
I am amazed as to how long he has managed to survive. Bad people seem to enjoy all the good health. He is a typical politician who has gotten his power by playing the caste card and not bringing a single thing of consequence to the table. It is a well-known fact that he owns plenty of land all over the state and his children have joined the mindless plundering over the years. Talking about scum, there was another politician by the name of Bangarappa, who was the CM for some time. He and Deve Gowda probably share the same genetic pool.
They both lack the class, guile, intellect, education and everything that is required of a decent human being or politcian. India hopefully will get rid of all of these tyrants and move onto a new age where the younger generation has a better way of doing things. I am fully confident that the new band of politicians like the JR pilot, scindia, gandhi and abdullah have a far better sense of responsibility to their country and their constituents. No one is ever going to be clean but they will at least be a little weary of doing things and will not go down to the level that the old hags have been going to over the past few years.
There should be the following restrictions placed on politicians for them to be considered for office
1) They should have served as international diplomats at least for 5 years
2) They should have at least a bachelors.
3) They should have to pass standardized IQ tests
4) There should be a retirement age of 56 years.

I will come up with more conditions in time. I wish I had control over the constitution. I would make some radical changes and banish all these gandhiwadis with their khadi chaddi and banian. The khadi was supposed to symboilize simplicity and the white-purity. Instead, it symbolizes lying bastards who wear khadi clothes but are the dirtiest human beings to man the streets. I am tired of reading about Deve Gowda. He has raped the country enough out of its riches and has wronged poor men by taking away their land. Now he wants to tell Narayana Murthy what to do. What exactly qualifies this tool case to even criticize Mr Murthy. I am surprised that there hasn’t been an uproar where people have assembled and slipped Deve Gowda and asked him to stay busy grabbing peoples lands rather than dabbling with the intellectuals of the world.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Good Morning Zambia

My dearest Lusaka,
I miss you like crazy. Every fall here in jersey reminds me of winter in Lusaka. I miss the walks, the trees swaying to the breeze. I miss the fresh air and the bright sun. It is different. Africa is different.I cannot explain but it is something else to be in Africa .For the past 7 years, every fall I am dragged into a nostalgic dream and i cannot get myself out of it. I drive by on route 17 and I feel it everyday. I cry at times. It will never ever be the same. I cannot go back to Lusaka and feel the same. Everyone I know and i grew up with is here. It is not the same here. I cannot have the same components, the same people and the same emotions ever.
I cry because I am at a different place in life. I cry because somethings never ever come back.
There was this amazing camaraderie between people in Lusaka. I don’t know. I cannot explain it and it has never been the same. We moved here and most of us moved apart.
I will someday come back to you see you. I will and i hope you and me feel the same for each other. For now, I hold your memories.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

BCCI

Did you know that the cricket board of India does not have a web site? This multi million/billion institution does not have a damn web site. Cricket is being run by a bunch of scallywags in the country. I don’t believe in ethnic cleansing but I seriously believe that the country needs to get rid of all its old hags hogging all the top positions with their petty and stagnant thinking. Someone needs to slap Dalmiya and send him back to the by lanes of Calcutta. It is high time he leaves the damn game alone. Like other things in life, people and efforts run their course and they have to realize that and step away.

Check this out

http://content-usa.cricinfo.com/ci/content/

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