The climate is yet to change

Winter goes, Autumn comes,Autumn goes Spring, springs! spring goes summer comes this rythm is predicted to go and thus, one long spell of summer is to stay.This can be the best and simple way to explain the major catastrophe called the climate change!.. so when people on earth are making hay while the sun is shining , the green house gases up above ,are refusing to make 'way-up' for the sun's rays .Roughly some ten years back ,major powers of the world, have made some bold moves to control the green-house gases . the developments gave birth to objectives, that were to be met some twenty years later, these objectives formed the skeletal system of kyoto protocol.. which plans to curb to control the carbon emissions by 2010.

Then followed by this,Copenhagen turned out to be 'uncopeable -haggen ', But now the divide is clear, The Top billion are not coping up with the demands of the bottom-billion . The outcome is a brilliant transformation of a environmental issue into a political one.

Atmosphere doesn't have a boundary folks! It is combination of loose molecules and atoms, it doesn't bother to add as much Co2 or as much methane to it, it embraces all. The intricacies of pollution is unknown to it.It gently glides from one continent to another continent, from a pole to another. It respects gravity , and doesn't care understand human's laxity.All it does is a mere existence, for a billion years. The living beings are blessed with a quota of 25%, and are destined to live with it throught their subsistence. All this thing revolving around this issue is quite comical.

Imagining a scenario , in which an amicable solution had been achieved and, the recalcitrant states have obliged to the demands of each other, what will follow is ,climate offences, one state pointing other for emissions and others denying. This will snow-ball into another cold-war and situations like nuclear apartheid (they call so!) The elites will reign again through this carbon trading system, and others will be denied to pollute . The notion of development through pollution is the reason for this. The search for alternatives are on.

Now,to pollute or not to pollute is the question. The question whether we want to see our progenies live in the same environment we lived.If so , then the course to follow is, wiping off the political color and considering ,climate change as a 'pure environmental issue', to maximum as an, developmental one. Decisions should to be made in unity with equity and without vanity.

IPL

Whoah! The cricket fans were took for a roller coaster ride for six weeks!!.. the six week ride comprised sudden turns ,twists, slaps,cries..oohs and aahs! the whole package was made and marketed in such a manner that it guaranteed 100 %entertainment!...The ipl discovered new fan following, right from aunties to grannies who were lured away from the 'evergreen' soaps.. It was alleged that, at some homes , the TV remotes was punched atleast two to three times between the breaks of the 'mega-serials' switching between IPL and the prime soaps.. The success rate of IPL was 100%,As a result, it(IPL) made almost everyone wait to for the next season..

The IPL is actually a replica of ICL which again is a imitation of English Premiere league. As a result, the franchises were devoid of english players, It was speculated that the 'English' might come up with their own league in future, but, does it have all the money BCCI has ? this question makes it(english version of IPL) a distant dream for the english..

So ,the Final which was no ordinary match, went on till the last ball was bowled, finally the team rajasthan royals which showed impeccable performance under the 'stewardship' of the spin legend 'Shane Warne' clinched the the Inaugral IPL Cup. However the performance of Chennai Super Kings cannot go understated!.. which put a tough fight throughout.

Lalit Modi,Chairman and Commissioner of the Indian Premier league, President of Rajasthan Cricket Association, Vice President of Punjab Cricket Association and Vice President of the BCCI..was called the brain behind the IPL format.He might be called so, assuming that very less we know how far the IPL resembled with the rebel league ICL.. which was ridiculed and bullied just because it brought a format which was about to bring huge revenues to the essel organisation. The attention and reception IPL got, sidelined the rebel league which went without a trace. though ICL has chances of coming up with new seasons with more flashy-fundas, chances of the equal attention and reception IPL got, is quite bleak . But, there are players who had opted for ICL also , consequently ICL starts to a be refugee camp for understated ranji players.

Many feel that the cricketing greats such as Lara ,Cairns and Bond should have waited for the IPL to materialize. there were players like Mohamad Yousouf sitting along with the cat on the wall, ended up staying on the wall . ICL future seems to be bleak with the rise of IPL and the players, especially the foriegn players might choose the greener side of the this format,called IPL which will render ICL colourless , which might lead to the end of ICL and noway can the rebel league unseat the national league, the IPL!

Here !

After another brief dormancy, i shall let my ideas and proceedings sprout here again, regularly if possible...
And where were we?.. yeah, my stint in CTS started and ended!.i was able to restrict my aversions to C++, C, Java only for four months, in that four months, i should say, i had FUN!.These four months ! very crucial period in my life. one among ten thousand and odd is acceptable in a country,city, but in a building?..thats how i spent my four months in the IT world. fun factor revolved around some wonderful people i befriended with in my batch, 8 fun-loving people who made my stay,a pleasant stay.

I entered the IT with a pre-notion that 'i am not going to be here (the IT company) for more than 5 months', after that?.. yeah! after those dreadful months with java ,Now! I had started my preparations for UPSC exams..Initially, i thought it is brave and sensible decision, but my thoughts differed with me .i suffered enough conflicts, after much scrutiny, I submitted my resignation.Now,I really dont know what is in store for me , often i had thought that i 've made a hasty decision.But, what is life, without risk? This not a point to decide, how worthy is your decision said my mind , therefore i agree with what my mind says..

Back

yeah ok! long time since i mailed ,lots of things happened, blah blah!...finally one of the most important phase in one's life came to a very nice end!....yes my college is over amigos! that was 2 and a half months back.. since then, i wasn't busy,i wasn't held up anywhere but still I restrained myself from blogging, because I felt it is a quite complicated process when compared to eating and sleeping. I am to yet to join CTS ( Cognizant Tech Solutions)..i ‘ve been waiting for two months for them to call us..for CTS, the next influx is on August first week (like that I was bombarded with many other rumors, for the last 2 months) .from then on I ‘ll be called as a ‘ Professional’.

In that two months, after college really lot of things had happened, those wont be brought here for re-cap ( however, will be included in forthcoming posts) . ‘Lets get on with the present’ says my mind. Very recently ( two days back only) one of my relative asked me, what are your plans for the future? ..i stood there with my mouth searching for things , which one would say after completing college. MBA! There, three letters came to my mind , I jut spat those letters and stood there grinning .But, you know, people just don’t get satisfied. Followed by the initial killer question, another series of questions testing my views futuristic ambitions were fired at me, as expected, I was caught amidst the fire, it took some time for that fire to be extinguished (blurted out some satisfying answers). Phew!. But after that, a huge burnt question mark was etched all over me, that, relative of mine indeed had left a mark. MBA is not my kinda thing, please! Don’t want to follow the craze.. and nor do CTS gives me a heavenly feel.. a job has to give one a complete satisfaction, a sense of responsibility, that completeness is absent when I think of IT industry. Animation! just couldn’t hold on to it anymore. Next venture will be notified soon…

Some five days back , I was commuting back home from college in a mtc bus.seated in the not so comfortable confines of my window-seat ,absorbed in the buzzing activities of the city..The rapport between the driver and the conductor, evident from the sound of the whistle, the lamenting passengers, smell of sweat and damp, everything caught my unawares when a lady, shabbily dressed with a child about three year old sat next to me..both looked dirty, poverty ridden…the lady must be in her late teens..the child dozed off immediately!,after acquiring the seat next to me..i understood their need for a seat , despite the ‘gender’ division prevalent in the mtc buses of the state.. Atleast, in buses they (ladies) were allotted 60% seats over the males..(Including the long back seat, yeah they are meant for ladies only)..but,generally I ‘ve seen some arrogant females conquering seats meant for the gents also, my blood boils when I see that,especially when I travel after playing ..more when I am in a bad mood!..i grit it out, anyway!...
So,this lady I am talking about, must ‘ve faced difficulties of sorts. And destined to face many. appeared to be cool and undeterred at my presence, at this proximity.. absorbed in some thought staring at some point in the ground..and the child sleeping sweetly. The child hung her head,twisted turned , and at this point , our lady turned brutal, she caught a good lump of the child’s hair and disturbed its roots and scalp fiercely by pulling! At a moment, I thought her neck was ripped off her body!..i was shocked, the child let out a deafening cry!..i realized that, she did that to make the child to be awake.and.again the child hung her head and attempted to rest, again a pull!!.. This time accompanied with a slap! ..i felt like yelling at the lady!..the child again tried a sleep, again a fatal treatment!..i badly wanted to abandon the seat and stand in some corner of the bus, since it was not welcoming sight .unfortunately, the bus was jampacked!..luckily I had a chance to glance at the lady , at that brief moment I conveyed my thoughts….’Why the hell are u treating your child like this”.?? As if she got what I tried say suddenly kept the child between us and laid the child on my lap and she stood and continued to gaze at the point in the ground. now the child, sleeping on my side and I promised the child a disturbance-free nap. After some 20 mins, the child was shook to sanity by a slap on the head!..oh my god!..the stop has come!..when I was about to get down, after giving a disgusted look at the female, i felt a tap on my shoulder,turned and saw that lady thrusting me my cap , which I’d left in the seat by mistake..and she shed one congenial smile, I didn’t !.. I heard people talking about child abuse and all that! And I just saw it live.. I failed to stop it, perhaps I should‘ve stole that one brief moment

bat and ball

Well,Mahathma Gandhi wouldn't 've ended 'march',if he had known 'April' is hotter...(please,ignore this statement)...In this heat one can only afford to be lazy, and stay indoors..but ,i tried to be different.i always fancy this sport,called cricket,and this fancy earned me a sun-tan! how??. I attended CTS practise match in Anna university grounds,hoping to be picked and squeezed into the playing eleven . got a few acquanitances in the team and came to know that most of the team mates were younger to me,after knowing this some sort of arrogance creeped into my timid mind..the team was divided and the play commenced .After the openers ate some initial overs, i was given a chance to wield the willow.. without formal exposure to standard cricket(Apart from viewing and cheering),i donned the pads and gloves and ehmm..what they called a bat..(i speculated the possible reasons for the absence of,the bottom chunk of the bat, given to me, could be..er (a)starving rats,that mistook bat for grains (b) rebellious termites,that dared to eat up the termite repellant bats)..so,with half a bat,and an uncomfortable diaphragm guard, stepped into the crease..the bowler,bowled his ball, which he thought over ,while i was getting ready, that ball, made me walk back to the place,from where i came with all eagerness to bat..A good-length ball,kept low sneaked in-between my bat and pad and found the stumps and dislodged it!Later, my bowling wasn't worth commenting,two wides!..hmm,well, to get selected in team, performance is a crucial factor,which didnt happen to me...
need to learn the intricacies of playing, with a cricket ball!..

i am given 15 days to get the 'car driver' in me, out!.. driven by laziness, one can end up doing something useful..hmmm, like say, going for driving classes ..more than the three alarms , i set to wake up early, the 1800 bucks i paid for the 'Driving classes' makes me to wake up early!. yeah!. its true ! its true!.. 5:50 am is the time slot, i 've chosen.. i never dreamt of learning the intricacies of driving so easily ..just got thefunda , in my third class.. but, nothing can beat the comforts of riding a bicycle !..

so, it was just my fourth class, somehow, the guy who coaches me, found some flaws in the way i drive, so, he promised extra attention, extra classes ( without the owner's notice), extra coaching, extra ttips, etc etc.. only for , only for some exchange of money!.. that fella asked me flat!, in turn i was taken aback!.. whether to say 'yes' or to say 'no'.. lots of movie dialogues suddenly raced in my mind for a split second!to quote from a tamil movie, " bribing is also wrong, receiving the bribe is also wrong" (Courtesy: The movie Indian). while my mind thinking , my reflexes reacted to the request , positively!. yes! i said, yes!!.. but why??.. really dont know.. its just a matter of fifty bucks going out of my hand, reaching the driving coach's, just fifty!, but that means a lot to him, but!.. there are around 10 such driving coachs, working for the guy who owns the driving schoo!.. just imagine his plight!.. if the coach scraps one class for a student, it means a day's fuel cost gone waste!.. when things like this continue, the owner might face a bad time!.. so should i be selfish , take up the class , should i be like.. what people might call this act , smart!.?.. hmm , well i paid him the money! didnt get an extra class!.. just asked him to teach me properly!.. sensible isnt'it?..