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      What a day!!!! Nothing fruitful was done for the day. For that matter, any day is the same. I don’t know understand the point why do I have to slog myself the entire day to work for something from which I don’t get anything apart from salary. Of course we all work for money. But then apart from that I don’t seem to learn anything at the end of the day. But is that the real picture?


      Aren’t we learning anything? There are quite a no of things we are unknowingly doing day by day. But then I always openly avow that software is bull shit and I don’t like it. You are not; compare being at home and in office. But then coding doesn’t seem to improve your skills. And for people working in an offshore-onsite model where 70% of the development work is that of a maintenance type, there is nothing but copy and paste. Still then, copy and paste requires a lot of intelligent stuff inside us to carry out things, it’s an obscure world, that’s why after a year or 2, people renounce their jobs and take up MBA. They all want to get into investment banking or a consultancy firm. Aversion over software had turned many to look into these fields. But then it’s not quite easy to fool a foreigner and to go there and make him a fool in his land, sure requires a lot of skills, Client interaction, business strategy requires a lot of competency in an individual. I agree but then this task does not fall for a developer. You can become a Master only if you are a good servant, so don’t crib about your job. Garrulous conversation doesn’t help. Garrulous conversation is what required for a manager. Speak from your nerves and get the business. So what is that you want to say? Americans code throughout their lifetime. But in India one hardly coded for a maximum of three years, and then it’s all about timesheet management, quality and stuffs like that. So just stick for three years to your seat, and then you will be rewarded. But then don’t think being a manager you are in the back seat. It’s a hot seat and your buttock will be served hot every morning. Your cell phone rings even after your feet lands in home. Tough job you see. I have heard managers say I want to be a developer. May be that’s why there are a few managers and a lot of developers (I know that is one bad logic, but let it be).


      One more thing is that only in software companies officially you have Saturday’s as holidays. Majority of other industries have Saturday’s as half working days. Ha ha we work on weekends to my dear. You cannot get away with that and also you get hardly around 4 hours of sleep everyday. Have you read in The Hindu, recently there was an article telling about the no of suicide attempts increasing in BPO and IT services companies. What say?

      Remember other side is always green or rather greener. But I don’t want to be the best of the worst rather I will be a worst among the best…. ( to be continued… )
      Split Conversation - Thursday, December 15, 2005 -

      Sam in Cloud Celluloid

      With the growing number of software professionals till date, most probably a situation like this would occur.

      Like what our great grandfathers used to say to our grandfather ( J ), “ ethuku nee poi madu meika pollam “ will transform into “ ethuku nee poi code adkia polam

      Sam bored with the constant defect fixing and coding stuff, he decided to step into the celluloid world. So he met a veteran director and started apprenticeship with him. Sam didn’t learn the niches of film making but he got to know the art of moving around with the female lead of every film he worked on. After some 7 seven years, he decided it is high time for him to come out and decided to make a film of his own.

      He called all the heroines with whom he worked for and signed a contract with all of them for making a film. Film Banners were all over the city. Talks were all around the corner.. 7female leads and a single male lead (who else Sam himself). Every scene in the film was bound to be visually seducing. Sam was enjoying himself, made love with all the female stars and the film content was “what a director does with all the female leads.” The film attracted a lot of women activists and censor board was waiting with scissors. After much pressure from all sides, the film finally hit the theatres.
      Instant get away with the audience, everyone was talking about the film going for a silver jubilee, some said it would run even crossing a year. Sam was in cloud nine. They were numerous producers waiting at his door step for signing the next film. Sam rejected all of them and he decided produce his next film all by himself. What next? … That’s the title of his next film. He contacted the then miss universe for the female lead and Wow this time too Sam plays the lead role.
      Miss universe flyed down to south .. Sam was there all alone with her trying to explain the story,
      There came his project manager, you can tell the story to Miss Universe later.. NOW BETTER GET BACK TO WORK…
      Sam was back to his old coding stuff.. Sobbing to himself he started to fix the defect assigned to him and said to himself “I will explain the story to her later “.
      Sam in Cloud Celluloid - -

      Enough of them ...

      Irritating… I have been sick of them these days… just when I am seriously looking for something very important they appear all of a sudden and that too not just one of them.. a bunch of their associates as well appear all over you and hinder you seeing what you wanted to see. Then I have to fight with all of them to win over them, but the moment I fight with a single entity.. it comes up with ten different heads ( like in epics) .. Then with one again I have to fight and when I win over one.. from the dead ones comes another ten.. At last I have to give up and surrender to them.. God only know when it will all over.. but with the days moving on they seem to appear all over you.. blocking the entire scene stopping you from proceeding further..


      These pop-up advertisements.. I have had enough of them ..they are all everywhere.. previously ads used to kill us when we are watching our favorite television shows or in the middle of an exciting film.. they then entered the world of newspapers appearing all over the page and now it’s the time for them to enter the world wide web.. for all I know they are all very irritating and they end up eating my time to close them all down . then it took me one hour to search the web and download a pop-up blocker and then block them all down. I gave to rule a block all pop-ups and now I am pretty happy..
      Enough of them ... - Sunday, December 11, 2005 -

      An Autobiography of a Software Professional !!!

      Imagine what would be the profit of every software companies if each person contributes his maximum productivity. If someone starts spying on a individual at a software companies, it’s amazing what an average software professional (!!!!!!) does. The office timing for an Indian software company is from 10 to 6. We will take the case of an (yet again) average software guy. Let’s call him Sam. Sam usually comes to office only at 10. He comes to his cubicle and starts checking his mail (Thank God, Microsoft Outlook is not down that day). Leaving all the official mails, he starts reading all the forwards (sent by his peer mates) and replies to all of his friends. Sam took half an hour to finish doing this task. At around ten thirty... The clock inside him alarms “Its time for Coffee..” .. He goes to his friends cubicle and spends some time there and like this he goes to every cubicle of his friend.. Collects everybody and finally goes to the pantry area and starts with his coffee (at last) and Hurray come to his cubicle at eleven. Curiously comes to see if there any forwards for him (and he never fails in this) . Another fifteen minutes gone for reading those..

      He sees that the time is 11:15 and says to himself lets start the work at 11:30 and starts the days headlines...browses rediff.com, ndtv.com etc:-


      Come eleven thirty, he opens his outlook and sees his days task and in the process of understanding what his days task are takes him another half an hour and 12’0 clock sharp the TL calls for a meeting... Zoom another half an hour gone and the time is twelve thirty.. the alarms says.. “Sam time for lunch “. Hey the next minute Sam is in the canteen with all his friends eating… and after lunch he goes for a cup of juice outside the company and comes to his seat at around ( let us say ) one thirty.. Huh he is tired after lunch and does not have no mood to work. Again opens his outlook and reads all the forwards ( God Only knows how he gets so many forwarded messages ) and opens his personal mail id and reads the mail there and at last he decides lets start work at two. Then at that time he receives a call from his girl friend and he escapes from his cubicle to get in the mood of romance. After some fifteen minutes he comes and he then makes a call to his peer in another location and another fifteen minutes gone.

      The time is two thirty and all his days task are still pending (or should I say it is yet to be started). He is totally tired to work and then decided to browse and starts writing blog, reads article, goes to his friends cubicle and disturbs his work ( J !!! ) . Then at three and ( at last ) starts his days work and for the first time, logs into his work environment and starts analyzing what is to be done and come 3:30 its alarms “Sam … time for tea” zoom .. Time is 4’0 clock … His TL calls for a meeting again and asks the status of the days task… and Sam blabbers something and at last ( the final at last ) , he starts the days task and his head is deep inside the monitor, fingers faster than racing cars, some hi-fi codes are written, tested .. onsite calls , clarifications all happens and zooooooooooooooooom , the time is six thirty.. Hey the days task is over, codes committed, sent to onsite, sent for reviews and all around praises for our Hero ( yes he has become a hero ) Sam. And he is relieved and time for coffee and he goes out for a coffee ( he thinks as if he has won an war with the neighboring country ) and comes to his seat after fifteen minutes and reads all the mails which arrived from 4:30 and at 7:30 he shuts down his machine..

      I have nothing more to say…
      An Autobiography of a Software Professional !!! - Thursday, December 08, 2005 -

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