Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts

Monday, December 01, 2008

Resignation remedy for Mumbai Terror Attacks

Yesterday was a field day of resignations and resignation offers in Indian politics and bureaucracy. First of all, let me summarize this post before I start - I welcome Mr.Shivraj Patil’s resignation.

Home Minister Mr. Shivraj Patil hesitantly offered to resign and his offer was gleefully accepted by the Prime Minister and the President of India. Taking a cue from this, National Security Adviser Mr. M.K. Narayanan stood up, with a resignation letter in his hand but his resignation was dutifully rejected and he was asked to remain seated. During the CWC meeting which took place yesterday, Defense Minister Mr. A.K. Antony, Prime Minister Mr. Manmohan Singh and External Affairs Minister Mr. Pranab Mukherjee dramatically offered to resign when their respective departments were put under the hawk’s eye for their (lack of) efficiency and all three offers were conveniently ignored by the rest of the lot.

If resignation is the solution to all our problems, all of us Indians should try resigning from whatever posts we hold and see what happens. We all know that is not the case and this is not the answer we are looking for. Then why did I say I welcome Mr. Shivraj Patil’s resignation? Because I want to see it as a change in the way the Indian politicians function. I want to see this as an instance of a politician being held accountable for his actions (or the lack of them). Accountability is a very crucial and utmost important aspect painstakingly missing in our politicians and bureaucrats.

“With great power comes great responsibility” said Uncle Ben to one Peter we all know. Indian politicians are a breed which are blessed with immense power but are not responsible for anything. They abuse their powers to lead a posh lifestyle and enjoy all the comforts they can get, bend each and every rule in the book to their and their kin’s advantage, indulge in unchecked bribery and are still protected from the clutches of the law on account of their authority and power.

  • The PWD Minister is not accountable for the sad state of our roads.
  • The Home Minister is not accountable for the unchecked rise in crime in our cities. He and the Internal Affairs Minister are not responsible for the recurring terror attacks.
  • The Defense Minister is not accountable for the miss on the military’s part in guarding our nation.
  • The Education Minister is not accountable for the sad state of affairs in our government schools.
  • The Prime Minister is not accountable for any of the above even though he is supposed to oversee, control and direct all of them.

The system is so bad that the general public does not even expect these politicians to be accountable.

  • When these same set of incompetent, partisan and corrupt politicians come begging for our votes in the next election, we happily elect him/her without sparing a moment to think about his/her accomplishments or credentials.
  • We are so used to being held up, waiting in hour long traffic jams just to see one of these ministers speeding by through a free way, often to attend some private function.
  • We are content and raise no questions when we see these politicians enjoy state sponsored trips abroad accompanied by a battalion of his clan complete with his grandson and puppy.
  • We do not raise any questions when we see a pauper becoming a billionaire after joining politics.
  • We do not raise any questions when we see crores getting spent on the politician’s birthday and when even more crores are spent on erecting these beggar’s statues across the state.
“Every nation gets the kind of leaders it deserves” said some Wiseman. So are we to be blamed for the sad state of our nation? Is it our fault that we don’t demand anything better from these politicians? Is it our fault that we are ready to put up with their incompetency forever? These are questions which does not have easy answers.

This is the background from which I say I welcome Mr. Shivraj Patil’s resignation. Not as a symbolic gesture or as a face saving measure for the government. But as a strong message that we won’t tolerate incompetence anymore. We want people who are responsible and are accountable. A Home Minister should not be allowed to get away with excuses like “I didn’t know about the terror attacks”, “I will tackle it next time”, “Why am I the only one responsible” and so on. At the best, he can give the excuse “I was caught unaware this time, I will make sure it does not happen again” on the very first time. But not again and again, week after week. There have been more than 10 brutal terror attacks this very year and he cannot just go on parroting his rehearsed speech every time, without even rearranging sentences. Hopefully this is going to be a new beginning when we start expecting the politicians to start delivering.

Now that dust has settled on Mr. Shivraj Patil, here are the rest of the lot whom I would like to see quitting, for the same reasons of incompetence and lack of accountability.

Mr. R.R. Patil, deputy CM and Home Minster of Maharashtra.
For issuing the statement “…small things like this happen in big cities…”. He belittled the effort and struggle of the police officers and NSG commandos who lost their life, he doesn't value the lives of innocent men and women who were killed in the melee and he just could not comprehend the seriousness of the situation. On one hand he could do nothing to avert this incident, or do something to take control and expedite the counter attack, and when everything has settled down, he has the audacity to come up and make such an atrocious statement which hurts millions of us. I do not think we the general public agree with the sentiment he expressed. Since he is a complete misfit, show him the door.

Mr. Vilas Rao Deshmukh, CM of Maharashtra
Mr. Vilas Rao Deshmukh should be kicked out for denying that there was intelligence reports about a possible attack on Mumbai. Either he is not being informed about what is happening to his state by his colleagues in his government, in which case he does not deserve to continue. If that is not the case, either he is lying or the RAW spokesperson is lying. One of them must go. We want our politicians to be accountable for their actions or at the very least for their words. They should not be allowed to get away with blabbering about anything and everything without checking the authenticity of the information they pass on and often blatantly lying.

Mr Deshmukh also had the audacity to tour around the Taj, after all the action was over, accompanied by his actor son and the film director Mr. Ram Gopal Varma. How could these people from the film industry be included in the official team which visited Taj? Doesn’t the incident expose the seriousness the CM gave for the official visit of a spot which shocked the entire nation?

The authority who should take action on a security tip off by the RAW or the RAW spokesperson.
Either the RAW spokesperson lied to us when he said his agency had passed on security warnings or the authority which is supposed to take action ignored the warnings. One of them must go. First of all, these people could not protect our motherland from being attacked, and when it happened, they are trying to pass the blame on to someone else. Make them accountable for their words at least. As a next step, we can make them accountable for their actions.

The coast guard officers who intercepted the terrorist vessel.
They are plain incompetent in carrying out their duty. If terrorists can fool them and get past them, then what are they getting paid for? If they were as effective as a bunch of village lasses in stopping a terrorist ship even after intercepting it, then why were they given the training to do their jobs? I am not asking for their resignation. Let them understand what their duties are, get necessary training and be truthful to their job.

And last but not the least, all the media persons who made this entire incident into a sop serial.
I have kept this to the very last so that I can elaborate on this. These are the people who think they are the modern Messiahs of India, but they are the ones who should be reprimanded and berated the most. What happened in Mumbai from Nov 26th to 29th was a national tragedy. It is not the time for these bastards to increase their TRPs with some irrelevant, inaccurate and inappropriate coverage and reporting. It was not a cricket test match to be telecasted live across the globe. There has to be some guidelines and restraint in place when they are covering a national tragedy.

Why should they telecast live images from the site of the adversity? It is not an action movie. Lives of hundreds of innocent men and women were trapped inside. Who is it going to help, except for the terror groups which are spread around the globe planning their next attack? Will the relatives of the people trapped inside the hotel be any more comfortable hearing about the barbaric acts committed by the terrorists? Who was supposed to enjoy the sight of the building going up in flames in front of their eyes? What we are looking for is actual news and details about the people who are rescued and are still trapped inside. I don’t think a reporter doing some bloody drama of crawling on the floor while jabbering away to glory will be of any comfort to the viewers across the globe.

And these very media men are betraying our commandos and army men who risked their lives to rescue the hostages, when the exact details, strength and movements of the commandos were telecasted real time. Don’t tell me that the TV lines to the hotel were cut, because that does not deter the terrorists from getting information through satellite phones from their accomplices spread around the world. Don’t tell me that they were not divulging military secrets and were misleading the terrorists, as the situation did not look like it was under anybody’s control for him to marshal the information being passed on to the media. Media was sneaking into unnecessary details and trying to create panic among onlookers and sensationalize the issue.

Some specific set of people from the media for whom I have specific questions to ask.

The reporters who reported that there was firing in the CST station on the second day afternoon and the presenters who presented that news on “Your Channel”s. The reporters should resign their jobs and opt for manual labor as they lack competency for anything else. They substantiated a baseless rumor and sent shockwaves to thousands. What if people had reacted violently? What if there was a stampede in or around CST station? What if there was a communal riot because of that news? The presenters who screamed that news at the top of their voice should apologize on air and admit that “Your Channel”s screwed up big time.

The presenter and reporter who were hypothesizing on a theory about who it could be when they showed a man falling out of a window. Initially they reported that it was a terrorist being thrown out. Then they corrected themselves and said it was a commando getting out. After sometime the original story was repeated again. We are not seeing a horse race or a football match for the commentator to bet and hypothesize. Report it if you know what had happened, else keep your trap shut. Nobody expects you to take educated or calculated or whatever else guesses. Neither the channel is paying you nor the viewer is watching the channel to see you gamble and bet amongst yourself and fool general public.

Bakra Dutt - For hanging out there most of the time and coming up with utter nonsensical statements every once in a while. I just want to mention your winding up speech when everything was getting over. You managed to get a set of local chaps to surround you, wave at the camera and push and pull eachother to be on air. It looked as if they were a set of spectators at a T20 cricket ground. Unfortunately in this great country, you get dime a dozen to gather around you and smile at you if you have a TV camera pointed at you. That doesn’t mean you have to capitalize on it and show the world how immature Indians are. You were prompting them to jump around you, cheer, applaud and shake hands with the tired commandos who were waiting inside the buses. It was a shame to see the way a set of mumbaikers monkeying around, dancing to the tunes of a TV reporter.

I feel it is high time we have some guidelines on what the Media can cover and what they cannot. Media should verify each and every sentence before it is aired, especially in troubled times. There should not be any live coverage of national calamities. Army and commandos should be the ones who control a catastrophe hit area, not brain-dead camera-wielding journalists and reporters. Aim of the media should be to pass accurate information in the form of news bulletins every once in a while, and not in covering it live with all the gory details.

PS: As somebody rightly pointed out, the morons with the Thackeray sir-name don’t even deserve a mention when we talk about serious issues concerning Mumbai. They are absolute lunatics who should have been chained years ago. So skipping those jokers.

Thursday, July 13, 2006

They hit 'me' once again

Of all the places I have been to, Mumbai is my dearest. I simply adore the spirit of that city, the feeling of being treated as a ‘Mumbaikar’.

And those bastards hit me where it matters. This is not the first time, and probably this wont be the last also. But then, we don’t care. We will fight back. Just to prove all those bastards wrong, we will stand on our feet again, continue our work as if nothing happened.

Long live the brotherhood!

Monday, January 23, 2006

CET films

MANYA SUHRUTHUKKALE......

CET films'nte banner'il... ningalude mumpil avatharippikkunnu.....................




1. ENNENNUM CHAAKKETTANTE
a romantic tragedy
starring --- rahul abraham in and as CHACKO...

introducing : meera jasmine



2. EN BODY KIDU BODY
an action thriller
starring ---- sujith chellappan in and as KOORA...


3.DHAIRYAM ANOTHER DAY
an action comedy
starring --- rajesh in and as THE KIDILAM


4.I.SSSSSSS.......ORU NERUL KANAVU (U/A)
love story in a different dimension
starring --- arvind in and as NEURO CHETTAN
his next release:AMMUKUTTIYUM ANJOOR EKKARUM



5. LUTTETTA......KALKI VILIKKUNNU
ennum avan postman varunnathum kathirunnu....
starring --- salim in and as LUTTAPPI


6. PAPPAYUDE SWANDAM CLARA
a self disclosing family dramabased on a true story
starring : pramod in and as PAPPA



7. POOCHAKKU AARU MANI KETTUM
comedy
starring : ramkumar in and as MANIYAN
his next release :melepparambil jerry kumaran


8. AENI PENNUM THALLY CHEKKANUM
size does matter
starring --- kiran in and as THALLY
mallika in and as AENI PENNU



9. AEY AUTO ...
oru software engineerude kadana kadha
starring : sabari in and as SAABRIMAN

his next release : amme priyakku sukhamaanoo..




10. ANGADIYIL ORU DUMBELLUMAYI
ithaa jayante pingaami
starring : snith in and as JIMMY


11. DATING WITH A HIJDA (H)
aval athu arinjilla..paavam
starring : NAGA in and as HIJU PARIYAPPA
with shweta
(H-for hijdaas only)


12. NJAAN THAANEDAA VEDI (A )
a quadruple love story
starring --- arun george in and as VEDI GEORGE
with pami,ani,and preet

A Tribute to "His Highness Mandan"

From: Nero and Pusher
Sent: Monday, September 24, 2001 3:11 AM
To: CET Group

The person whom i'm going to introduce to you needs no introduction...He's the (below) average indian foolish joe. It is hard to describe this unique phenomenon...But here we make a brave attempt.

Acid tests are not enough for this brave soul, for he went a step further for his favourite mobile...the Urine test...which ended in three stages OH! S***! F***!

This person owes a lot to the MP3 file format without which he may not be here with us today. His mentor and master Mr.GB was so impressed by his talents during exam, that he couldnt bother taking eyes off this maestro in action....and after the exam this person couldnt lay eyes on his mentor ever again...probably due to respect.

His encounter with the PCS computers could be well summed up in one line..."Close Encounters of the Fourth Kind" for he believes firmly that his computer is an alien and he can talk to it...results are just a matter of using the right word with the coumputer.

His antics in the first project led him to the next project within just 1 week...probably because of his success in fixing stuff under the table...or probably because of his exploits in java/jsp or may be just because he was the only soul kind enough to help his team mates (read ex-) in times of trouble.

He is a true conversationalist for he does not allow even his sleep to come in between his conversations...not even a hen, for that matter.

He has cheated death many times...once with the help of an injection too...his body is a testing ground for all kinds of antibiotics for it is here where they get tested before they hit the market.

Once his daily diet included 4 kgs of cork and 1 sandwich....that was before he begged for the mercy killing which his doctor refused...but now it is now reduced to largely a diet of fresh leaves.

This explorer is often creditted for the discovery of "Kairali Mess" but the truth is known by a couple of his true friends.Like Columbus who proclamed he had discovered India on the shores of America....he claimed to have discovered some medical shops instead of "Kairali Mess".

His endeavour in climbing the tallest of mountains (Mt. Khargar) cannot be outdone by even Tenzing Norgay or Edmund Hillary...for they climbed the mountain with Shoes which our hero didn't bother to bring along(which was the sole reason for any lack of pace...if there was any).

He is truly the Back Stroke Swimming (make that kicking) champion of India...ask Sujith who stood testimony to his path breaking kick.

Say phone and this person rings a tone. He is not a product of British Raj but come a phone call and his official language changes to English.

All said and done we cannot do anything but admire this unique feat of nature...this serendipity...this avatar...Mr. J
...in the end we leave you with a extract from his favourite quotes (any resemblances to certain movie dialogues is certainly unintentional)


enthokke keetindu nigal Manduvine kurichu...
java chodichappol mp3 file kuduthavan Mandu,
sql connection engane open cheyyum ennu chodichappol ariyilla ennu paranjavan Mandu,
HTML ile body kollulla ennu PL paranjappol, body nannakkan Gymil poyavan Mandu,
pinneyum mandatharangal eetu vaangan Mandu iniyum baki.
vayya makkale vayya.....ENNE ONNU KONNU THARAAMOOOO?????

Guess Who 6

From: Jack
Sent: Tuesday, September 24, 2002 10:55 AM
To: CET Group

This is the sixth mail in the series and this is about a person who is credited with the invention of the neural time machine.This invention forced his parents to change his name and his new name stuck with him for 4 yrs of college after which a new addition was there to his name and that was "KUNDAN". This name was gifted to him by another employee of the software company where he works, and the story of how this came about is very interesting.

One day the character of this story was undergoing training and he sat near an employee during the class. He saw that the employee was wearing a pink shirt. He was interested and he told the employee "GOOD SHIRT". The employee hearing that said that he belonged to "KUNDAN" gang and that was why he was wearing such a shirt. Suddenly his eyes lit up. He saw his opportunity and he said "I TOO HAVE SUCH A SHIRT. IT HAS BEEN MY LIFE LONG AMBITION.CAN I JOIN THIS GANG?". The employee glad to have a partner in the gang accepted him. His induction into the gang was quick. He learned the special noise the members of the gang make as they see a person. He learned how to approach a person. How to recruit a person etc. Suddenly others heard of his new nature. Men kept away from him. He denounced marriage for other reasons. Here ends the story of how he got his name. At times he is called by the employee to do him favours which he kindly carries out.

Weekdays he is busy at work and he is not able to carry out duties for the gang. He is free on week ends. He makes up excuses that he is going to his relatives house. He uses this time to carry out his duties for the gang and do favours for the employee.

Nowadays he is very desperate. It is because the only girl he loved has left him. She has gone to madras. When she left him he has turned more to this new gang for comfort and support.

Another characteristic of this person is his battered face. He has received many blows on his nose especially. Mainly due to activities carried out by the gang and slaps on face with shoes by men. He is careful nowadays. One day when he went for medical check up the doctor asked how many broken bones. His reply made the doctor faint. The answer was 30. This explains his characteristic walk. He has to carry so many broken bones in him.

He spends a lot of time chatting with his gang members through the net and phone. He spends at times about 50-60 rs a day on local calls for carrying out duties and fixing appointments.

As usual sorry for any resemblances to any living person and even if there is any resemblances it will be only to an unique person.

Guess Who 5

From: Jack
Sent: Monday, September 23, 2002 12:22 PM
To: CET Group

This is the fifth mail in the series. This is about a character with the golden voice. He proclaims to be the successor to KUMAR SANU but kumar sanu denies him to be his son. Since people do not recognise him for his VOICE he has turned to body building. But now he has noticed that since he has joined the gym the attendance at the gym has come down. Poor fellow does not know that his voice is the culprit.

He has the uncanny ability of luring people with his music. Only problem is that the luring is in the opposite direction. Another unusual thing about him is that once he heard an advice that the best thing to do to do well in studies would be to fall in love with an intelligent girl. So he tried his best to make PAMS (not the actress) to fall in love with him by using his voice. But then u people could guess the end.

As usual sorry for any resemblances to any living being and even if there is any resemblances it will be only to an unique person.

Guess Who 4

From: Jack
Sent: Thursday, September 19, 2002 6:16 PM
To: CET Group

This is the fourth mail in the series. This is about a special character. He is the most unique among his friends and the reason for that is that he sees things which are not there, he gets everything he wants through gifts even his sobriquet EAST OR WEST. He tries in vain to make others 'ANNAIRS' but doesnt know that he is getting duped.

He has the uniqueness of making people bowing before him (not due to honour but out of despair). The greatest example is of AIR INDIA MAHARAJ bowing before him and then very recently his own project leader. He has the most powerful vision and that too without glasses because he can make the best hubble telescope pale in comparison with him since he sees stars when no one else can. He creates the best web sites for the company but the problem is that when people see the site they think that he is the PRINCIPAL of the company.

For him food is the best at Hotel Milan when his phone call comes there. I dont know why but must the cooks make the food more tastier on those days. He had many girls swooning over him because of his cutie nature. When he walks around the girls say "There goes Mr Cutie Pie!!!!!!!!!!!." and the boys say "EAST or WEST __________ is the BEST". Among his collection of gifts are injections, reflectors, bathroom items, dresses and he himself. His greatest aim is to become the principal.

As usual sorry for any resemblances to any living being and even if there is any resemblances it will be only to an unique person.

Guess Who 3

From: Jack
Sent: Thursday, September 19, 2002 4:11 PM
To: CET Group

This the third mail

This is about a thinking man who thinks even if it is for no use. Even if he reads this mail he will be thinking about it.His main problem is that he creates problems by thinking. There have been many thinkers in this world but he is completely different from these lot due to the simple reason that they did great things by thinking and solved problems for other people but this person created problems for others by his unique thinking problems. He has been mocked at by his friends and at times because of this he goes into a shell saying that he has lost his 'SHESHI' .

He has many other unique features. He was born with a mustache. His parents have never seen him without one. He is a very determinate person ,determinate in the sense that he is sure to forget his resolution. He drinks milk with no sugar, never eats or drinks a new food item or juice because it is very risky. I dont know how he started to eat rice for the first time.

He has been mocked at by girls for many reasons. But it was due to some misunderstanding. His another unique feature is that he can help other boys to achieve their sweet heart by just looking once at that girl. Such is his power. And when the other fellow gets the girl he is pleased that there is one less girl who will fall for him. Looks like he his besotted by girls.

As usual sorry for any resemblances to any living being and even if there is any resemblances it will be only to an unique person.

Guess Who 2

From: Jack
Sent: Thursday, September 19, 2002 3:46 PM
To: CET Group

Now coming to the second mail in my series of mails.

He comes from a small village near kottayam. At the young tender age of 5 he left home or he was made to go away. After that he studied in local schools and then he came to study in a good college. During his college life he had 3 beautiful girl friends .This relationship went on until one day one of the girls cried foul. He was convicted for that . He lost his self composure. He was in hiding for a few months.

Later he got job as a software programmer but he found out that all he could program was writing on to a notepad. But all this time he still had in heart a small spot for his college love.

Later in his company when he found out that his work was not in note pad he felt depressed and his PM found out that he was good for nothing. He is very gullible and can be made a fool by just a phone call.

In this case also the resemblance can be only to a single person. But sorry for the coincidence.

Monday, January 16, 2006

Training Morons

Continued from where I stopped Mumbai Meri Jaan . That one was abt our life in general. This one is about our training stunts, the reason why we were there. After 3 death warrants and 2 attempts on life, I have decided to use unrelated nick-names for all the characters of my ‘story’ going forward.

We the CETians (14 in number) were split into 3 different batches and they tried to teach us ‘software’. What should I say other than ‘high hopes’? When 4 years of technical education failed miserably in imparting even the slightest bit of knowledge, what were they planning to achieve in 2 months? Anyways, we the obedient learners entered the allotted classrooms, with a zest for more knowledge.... er....fun (You see, I am damn honest, if not anything else :_) ).

The first character of my story is Jack. The one and only Jack who is a master of all trades. The one who automatically switches his medium of communication to Yinglish the moment he gets a call on his cell, the one who supports Indian Music industry by buying all the unsold cassettes and CDs, the one for whom Meera Jasmin was always Mera (hindi for ‘My’) Jasmin, the kind hearted fella who donated his first salary for the noble cause of providing us entertainment, by buying a music system.

I still remember Jack shouting at the monitor once. That was the first time he tried an assignment himself. He put in all his energy and resources on making the server respond with a welcome page. All he managed to get was a 505 error even after his 23rd try. He threw his keyboard away, pushed his chair back, and stood up screaming, “Whats ur bloody big problem? I wrote that sh*&&y piece of code, keyed in all those bloody input parameters, did all those bloody settings changes, now why cant you give me an output?” This he shouted pointing at the monitor. All of us were rolling on the floor seeing him perform =)). After this unsuccessful and over publicized effort to make the comp obey his commands, Jack retired to his fav pastime of searching for mp3s in the Lan or giving us running commentaries about the position and whereabouts of the teacher or the girls of the class or some other equally interesting activity.

Now comes Munna - poet, musician and the creative spirit amongst us. It was a UNIX class and the teacher taught about ‘banner’ command. She asked the class to leave a banner on individual screens when they took a tea break. Entire class obeyed dutifully. While gulping down his tea, Munna remembered about the banner he had put on his screen. He started asking people if they had seen his banner. When they answered in the negative, he was relieved and tried to rush back to the class and change it before others saw it. However, our very own friends made sure all of us saw the banner before Munna could erase it. The banner read "Breaked for Tea". The entire class knew about it, and from that day, for each tea break we took, somebody or the other always tried to put a dummy banner on Munna’s machine, banners like "Broken for Tea", “Having Teaing", "Tea Breaked" and many more... :_)

Jack had a constant companion for all his adventures - Nero. Nero is known for his neurotic ...er... astute brain cells and the way he uses them. He used to listen carefully to all the lectures and tried to finish all the assignments in time. When he was done with an assignment, he would ask Jack (who was busy with his activities mentioned above) to copy the same. Being a quality conscious guy, Jack always made sure he tested the program thoroughly before copying it. It was fun watching Nero doing all the programs and Jack breaking them every single time with the slightest of efforts (like entering an alphabet when it asks for a digit etc etc....)

Another interesting episode was Jack (who hadnt learned Mallu formally as he was ejjucated in central schools) polishing his Mallu skills with sentences like "Da, look... aa frog, jump cheythu going", and he narrating the story of "Lord Ayyappa fetching the milk of the tiger".

The ultimate incident again had Jack at the driver’s seat. It was a Java class. Teacher was explaining about Java API and the classes within namespaces. He described the class library and mentioned that there were a large number of classes catering to different programming needs. One particularly inquisitive soul of our class (a northie idiot) who used to ask doubts every 3.2 minutes, raised his hand, and shot his question "Sir, exactly how many classes are there?" All of us were irritated at that stupid question, but only for a moment, as we heard Jack’s sudden muttered reply "1375, to be prĂ©cised". Man, it was damn hilarious, all of us tried real hard to control our laughter, some of us were found burying our heads behind the head rest of the chair in front.

We used to copy assignments from one machine to the other through the network. Since we had this fear at the back of our minds that there was some omnipresent, omnipotent Sys Admin tracking each one of the files transferred across the network, we used to rename each of the .java files to .mp3 files before copying. After our training days, when we were assigned to projects, we did the exact reverse. We copied mp3s (which are more sort after then java files once trainees are allocated to projects) renaming them to .java files.

We had like 3 days for a course, then an exam at the end of it. Since none of us used to prepare, exams were always tough for us, and all of us used to head to MeghDhoot Theater for the late night show to wash away the exam blues. So, it was like at least 2 movies during weekdays and another 2 or 3 on the weekends. We had fun during the training days; since we were familiar with most of the courses we had, we used to top the exams and the CET gang was the model gang for the rest of the batch (neighbors envy) – ‘unlimited fun plus academic excellence’. :_)) No no no, I am not boasting, check with any of our training batch girls ;_)))

Addendum - Stuff I forgot to include in the original.

Next character is Sam. HTML class. All sorts of tags were covered, including the ‘marquee’ tag. One of the assignments was to create a homepage for self, using all the tags we learned. Everybody busy at work. After 15 minutes, ppl who looked at Sam’s monitor started ROFL.... A huge H1 header marquee was dancing on the screen with the inscription

EAST OR WEST, SAM IS THE BEST!



HTML class again. This time Jack busy building his homepage. He came up with his version which had a large banner “Welcome to the world of web entertainment”. I think it was Nero who pointed out that it resembled captions on pornographic sites. It was soon concluded that Jack was trying to imitate those sites which he was most familiar with.

Addendum - Something I got as a result of the mail chain which got initiated in our group because of this post. This is in mallu (I apologise to the non-mallus). This was how Jack (supposedly) described himself at the end of the training period. Btw, Ganesh Bhat was our Java teacher.

"java il code ezhuthan paranjappol ariyilla ennu paranjavan Jack...
.java file chodichappol .mp3 file koduthavan Jack
pinne enthallam paranju nadakkunnundu Ganesh Bhat ningade naatil?
Jack-ne thopikkan ningalku aakilla makkale"