Happy B'day Sumi

Happy B'day to Sumi. She is offline now big time, cellphone not working, not coming online, no internet around her place, sad. May she get a good job + her cell phone may start working + she may also get a unlimited broadband + she may send my Cargos :P. Happy B'day Da.

We need infrastructure for a love story

I faced a power outage today. My UPS gave up after 3 hours. And after that my love with my PC was over. I was acting like a typical LUSTY man who will dump the woman after CONSUMING her. I left my PC and was out for atleast 4-5 hours. Read some French. Went to pizza hut with my frend. Wanted to do some NSTP but could not. Over all the day was so so. hmm some one is online...its Fri June 30, 00:37 hrs

208 Posts

208 posts Too much of Shameless Self Promotion. Thanks readers. This is for all my female readers and And for guys Keep visiting my blog. BTW I just notice Bewajah also crossed 150. Half year old. Good Job Chaitanya and Vani (Although both ladies do nothing else than scolding me, cute innocent charming guy.)

60-40 day

This was not so good or not so bad day. Atlast I again joined the Gym and day started with ego war. The gym instructor or so called Coach w/out even noting any detail and asking about any medical history put me and Bhupi to do some exercises. He shouted this to me and Bhupi. You 2 new comers, I want you to do cycling for atleast 10 mins and no slow motions and NO BREAKS in between any exercise. My last experience with any Gym or exercising routine has told me that a) I can easily get a good physique w/out over burdening my body b) I dont need muscles coz I wont be able to maintain them I tried to contradict the coach by telling him bout my past experience but he was not lisning to me. Ego. He is a coach and am a NEW COMER. F*** Then one of my client who knew am only working on his project and who have again gave me 2 more assignments with *HIGHER* priority wanted results for all 3 by evening. Some times being alone sucks and this was the time it sucked. S*** Then in afternoon one of my prank tried to boomrang me. One of the character of my play refused to step down of the stage and was causing lot of trouble to me. I am a bad guy but I have good friends. By the evening things got sorted out. This concluding episode, I wish it was concluding, gave me a lesson. Do write a good climax for your stories. In late evening I was trying to cook dinner for myself and a) put too much red chilli in "tadka" which was already having enough of green chillies. The "daal" was real spicy b) Put too much water in Jeera Rice and nealy messed up the dish. But I have mangoes stocked in my fridge. So by the end of the day I had this lesson. Nothing can replace mangoes and good friends.

Brand India.

Hindi hai hum, Hindustani hain hum. Brand India.

2 things

First Mittal & Arcelar Mittal Steels is now the no 1 steel company. Anyone can tell what's the role of steel in Infrastructure development. This merger may or may not help India in general but it again proved some Indians (including me) are tough nuts to crack. Second, Dravid's 68 draw third test Another tough nut to crack or I say to bold. Rahul Dravid better known as Jammie is real tough nut but some times he behaves like "Indian cricket team". Keep it up guys. I know you are learning from me.

Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder

What can be the reaction to some one's problem like, mmmm, sneezes or alergy. Scene 1 ------------------------------------------------ Kumar Chetan: I am sneezing Kumar Chetan: Copy Cat: ohh waht happened Kumar Chetan: @ 3.2 sneezer per min Copy Cat: good score Kumar Chetan: ys Kumar Chetan: m improving Copy Cat: good Scene 2 ------------------------------------------------ Kumar Chetan: Mr Anderson this is not good Long Man: wat smith..? Kumar Chetan: I am sneezing @ 3.2 sneezer per min Kumar Chetan: 32 sneezes in 10 mins Long Man: WOW.. congrats.. Scene 3 ------------------------------------------------ Kumar Chetan: I am not well, I am sneezing @ 3.2 sneezer per min Kumar Chetan: 32 sneezes in 10 mins Mr. Client: oh wow, U know stats, good ur improving in analysis, keep it up Kumar Chetan: yes, thanks for motivation Conclusion: Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder and you can always put glasses on eyes to make thing look beautiful. Quick Update: Time 23:24 hrs. Rate of sneezing decreased to 1.6 Sneezes per min.

I am the best

I cant be more shameless than this. I compiled this sms on my cell and sent it to 32 ppl accross the India "Did u call me? Fwd this sms and count how many ppl respond. good prank" I am still recieving call and msgs "No" "No, I dint" "for what?" "no but I will call u soon" I have been playing too many pranks now a days. Copy cat will agree with me. I guess I am going wild. I need to apply breaks. PS: I guess there are no limits to be more shameless. Thinking of another prank for next weekend.

A couplet by Manzoor Ahmed

While looking for some thing in my old diaries I found this couplet (sher) by Manzoor Ahmed jinke liye mar mar ke jiye hum, kya paya unse manzoor kuch ruswai, kuch badnami, humko mili suagaat ke naam For whome I was ready to die they just gave me bad name and depression as a gift. Relate this to an IT guy's life. The clients for whome I worked overnight at the end didnt accept my delivered product. SAD but true.

Welcome back after break

This is a must read -> http://kadnan.blogspot.com/2006/06/mian-and-bibi.html If U r too lazy to click the link here it is Anything in this post after the following dotted line is from Addu's blog and buzz him if u r offended dotted line follows ................................................................................... Mian and Bibi Nasty but hilarious!!.My friend Saad sent me this today.Have fun:) Mian sahib wanted to raise money for his party, and on being told that there was a fortune in horse racing, decided to purchase one and enter it in the races. However at the local auction, the going price for a horse was very high so he ended up buying a donkey instead. He figured that since he had it he might as well go ahead and enter it in the races. To his surprise, the donkey came in third! The next day the local paper said: "MIAN'S ASS SHINES". Mian sahib was so pleased with the donkey that he entered it in the race again, and this time it won. The paper read: "MIAN'S ASS OUT IN FRONT" His wife was so upset with this kind of publicity that she ordered Mian sahib not to enter the donkey in another race. The paper headline read: "WIFE SCRATCHES MIAN'S ASS" This was too much for Mrs. Mian. So she ordered Mian sahib to get rid of the donkey. Mian sahib decided to give it to Benazir. The paper headline the next day read: "BENAZIR TAKES MIAN'S ASS". Followed by another on the next day: "NOW BENAZIR HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN". All the opposition leaders got very upset at this kind of publicity. They informed Benazir that she would have to get rid of the donkey. So she sold it to a farmer for Rs.500. Next day the headline read: "BENAZIR SELLS HER ASS FOR Rs.500" This was too much for the veteran opposition leader, Nawabzada Nasrullah Khan, so he ordered Benazir to buy back the donkey, lead it to the plains where it could run wild and free. Next day, the headline in the paper read: "BENAZIR ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE"

I am taking a break from blogging...

I am taking a break from blogging... till next post. Evil is live spelled reverse. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

more proofs

I have got more prrofs that Hollywood is copying our Bollywood using Time Machine See and compare following images

Mystic Lyrics

Kise aakhiy majnu nu, oye teri laila dikhdi kaali we majnu ne jawab ditta teri akh na wekhan wali e ved wi chitta te kuran wi chitti wich syahi rakh ditti kaali we gulam farid jithe ankhaiyan lagiyan uthe kya gori kya kali we Some one said, o Majnu your Laila is black. Majnu replied, o my dear, you dont have the eyes to look at Laila. Vedas are white and so is Quran. Its the black ink that puts words of wisdom on white colour. Ghulam Farid in love nothing is black or white. Right now am listning to a Sinhali song. I think its Sinhli as the DJ who remixed is from Sri Lanka. I just understand first line "Mata aloke gena devi sansaryne" Enuff for me. Its the music that attracted me. I have one Tamil song. "Raj roja sola..." I like the lady's voice But lyrics that appeal me are mystic. The song "Hotel California" by Eagles is mystic. One can derive so many meanings from the lyrics. Then lyrics of a qawwali by Ustaad Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. Simple but deep meaning. The list of lyrics I hate include every lyric from the triangluar love story movies, new coming Punjabi albums and all the pop stuff. IMO Gulzar is the best lyricist available to bollywood. One of my fav lyrics by Gulzaar is "Tujh se naraaz nahi zindagi" from movie "Masoom". Its the interpretation by individual which gives the song its meaning.

A long good bye

This is happening for last too many days. copy cat copies my ideas as soon as I think of them and then some times copy cat will blog those ideas. I rarely enjoy English songs. But I really love some of English songs. Hotel California by Eagles and A Long Goodbye by Ronan Keating. The latter is my fav and I am giving the lyrics. I have heard these 2 songs n number of times in continuation and still can't humm the lyrics correctly. This is a kind of problem which I face with all songs. I can't hum the lyrics correctly. Read the lyrics. "The Long Goodbye" I know they say if you love somebody You should set them free (so they say) But it sure is hard to do Yeah, it sure is hard to do And I know they say if they don't come back again Then it's meant to be (so they say) But those words ain't pulling me through Cos I'm still in love with you I spend each day here waiting for a miracle But it's just you and me going through the mill (climbin' up a hill) [Chorus] This is the long goodbye Somebody tell me why Two lovers in love can't make it Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart? No matter how hard I try You're gonna make me cry Come on, baby, it's over, let's face it All that's happening here is a long goodbye Sometimes I ask my heart did we really Give our love a chance (just one more chance) and I know without a doubt I turned it inside out And if we walked away would make more sense (only self defense) But it tears me up inside Just to think we still could try How long must we keep riding on a carousel Going round and round and never getting anywhere? (on a wing and prayer) [Chorus] This is the long goodbye Somebody tell me why Two lovers in love can't make it Just what kind of love keeps breaking a heart? No matter how hard I try You're gonna make me cry Come on, baby, it's over, Let's face it All that's happening here is the long goodbye [Chorus x2] The long goodbye The long goodbye This is the long goodbye Someone please tell me why Are you ever coming back again Are you ever coming back again Are you ever coming back again Guess I'm never coming back again

Work area of a sagittarius

Once I met a a sweeet grl named Deep . I was not well and she asked me, "How are you Chetan?" and she forwarded her hand. Simple handshake. I touched her hand and jumped out of bed and said, "WOW, I am feeling new energy. Be mine Deep." and then a brawl between 2-3 guys that who will get Deep. Deep was already engaged and it was all fun. She was a sagi like me and she said some thing which entered my subconcious. According to her Astrological knowledge, Sagis can never keep things organised on their desks, their beds will be always messed up, room like ummm, U got the general Idea. Below are 2 photos of my desk. Click the link and go to Flickr and read the notes

BTW I dont believe in astrology and my dad is a known astrologer. Some of cool predictions about me

• I have atleast 2 Love Affairs in my life. And the 2nd will end up in marriage. After waiting too long for the 1st one I have decided to drop the idea of 1st one, I am now waiting for the 2nd one. But I am totally against marriage (till date)
• When I will be 28 I will be surrounded by GIRLS. I am doubtful on this. Whether I will be working with girls? Whether I will have too many GFs?
• I will never face any financial problem. That is if I want I can buy some thing. This is not true. Although I wanted to buy a phone less than 6K INR and purchased 2 phones @ 11K INR each. Whoa!!! 2 cell phones @ 11K each. I am still dont believe this.
• Will never go to abroad. CRAP! I can go to any country that can bear me as a tourist.
• and last not least. Will have a very beautiful wife. Not possible now. I broke up with Aishwarya Rai 3 years back and there is no chance that I will marry that fat lady.

The time machine

I have a theory. The directors in Hollywood have designed a time machine. They use it to travel into future. Then they visit India and watch our Hindi movies. Then they travle back to their own time and copy our script. This is the only theory that can say that the following Krish Poster is Genuine and the Daredevil poster is a copy. I hope the Indian Film makers association will support my theory.

Broken and on a break

Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god. ~ Aristotle Suddenly I want 2 b alone. whoa!!!

A new collegue

This guy wants to join my team. He is job less. Shall I appoint him?

Happy B'day to Long Man

Today is Long Man's B'day. Happy B'day Dude Now the world may have heard people to be tall or short but long?? Sounds bit....stange Actually Long Man aka Kiron is 6 feet tall And Chaitu told me he is toooo tall and I thot of naming Kiron and found this word. Long Man No more Kiron Chaleesa Simple Happy B'day to Kiron. May he get hugs and kisses from all his Girl Frends (2 exactly I know, one is _____ and I have spoken with her many times and I have seen the photo of 2nd one.) 3nj0y th3 d4y

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Kumar Chetan!

Ten Top Trivia Tips about Kumar Chetan!

1. It is impossible to fold Kumar Chetan more than seven times.
2. Reindeer like to eat Kumar Chetan!
3. Kumar Chetan has three eyelids.
4. Japan provides over thirty percent of the world's Kumar Chetan supply.
5. The Eskimos have over fifty words for Kumar Chetan!
6. Kumar Chetan is only six percent water.
7. Kumar Chetan has often been found swimming miles from shore in the Indian Ocean!
8. Kumar Chetanomancy is the art of telling the future with Kumar Chetan.
9. Without its lining of Kumar Chetan, your stomach would digest itself!
10. Americans discard enough Kumar Chetan to rebuild their entire commercial air fleet every 3 months.

I am interested in - do tell me aboutherhimitthem

I wanted to blog...

actually am a free man. free soul. i wanted to blog something. no issue struck me so i thot of just saying this. "hello world"

My hand is ok now

Like Rahul Mahajan am also saying thanks to every one whos tood by me. But not like Rahul Mahajan this whole stuff is being punched by me only. I dont need any lawyer or legal team to tell me what to say. But I will mention few names here

1. Keshi, thanks lady
2. Chaitu, thanks buddy, I know U r there (in Hyderabad) when I need you (in Chandigarh)
3. Vanathi, thanks a lot. Its my destiny that no female homosapien in reality loves me. Only Wasps love me. I can see 3 nests that wasps have built outside of my room.
4. Kiron, thanks dyoooode and yes we have same story in Punjabi
5. Kalyani thanks for ur concern. I can understand ur emotions in ur comment.
6. Sumit thanks for ur concern too. U need to work hard to be like Ameer and stop copying me and dont be so shameless.
7. Thanks Dawn ji, darasal main bahut hi dheeth haddi hoon. Jaldi dukhi nahi hota.

BTW like my hand Rahul Mahajan is also fine. He is not "dependent" on drugs and "that day" they just had lunch. I have seen guys geting drunk and then creating scenes but none of them suddenly DIED after drinking. I guess we now have another Manu Sharma. I remember a Punjabi saying which literally means might is always right. So Rahul Mahajan is innocent. May the justice prevail.

The tag stuff

Vani tagged me. She just knows me as Kumar Chetan and calls me junior baby devil. I will tell you some thing. this lady is out of her mind. I have told her n number of times that am a free soul. am not a devil. but she will say, "OK baby devil". Anyway. The courtsey says thank her and reply to her tag. These Tags things are crap. I asked Vani what to do and she said cook up some story. no am not going to cook up anything. Childhood friend : dont hav any. College friend : Man you rock. ok that was an exaggeration. they say KC your are bit loudmouth and emotional but your are true and honest. And thats true. Hostel friend : My college friends lived with me in hostel. Close friend : My hostel friends are my close friend. My sister : Bhaiyya you are bad but still you are good. confusing. Brother sisters are like that. I will add one more category of friends here NetPals: Your are trustable. The best comment I have got. Thanks pals. You are sweet. W/out even tasting me how can she say I am sweet? I love you by my virtual GF, followed by a kiss and hug on fone and yahoo messenger. Now whome to tag? Keshi and Kiron already tagged Copy Cat stopped blogging. Sumi has disappeared. I think she is trying to find a role in Kyonki Serials. So few people are left. The lady with terrabytes of memory and awesome collection of quotes, great Dawn Fonzters, all of them DiBya Baby Rahul Baby, Who else??? dunno Now I wil b leaving a comment that may force some of these to respond to my tag. lets have some fun.

My Life

Day = Mondy or Sunday or AnyDay 0700 Hrs: I open my eyes. ok its 7'0 clock. Must leave my bed. 0715 Hrs: Leave bed at last 0716 Hrs: In front of PC. Check Mails and blogs. 0750 Hrs: Must go to toilet, then brush my teeth and shave and if I gathered enuff courage then also take bath 0810 Hrs: In front of PC. Check Mail. 0840 Hrs: To bath or not to bath. Tough question. Lets do some analysis. Weather is hot. So I sweat. I dont like to use deos and perfumes and sprays and... so must take bath. 0900 Hrs: In front of PC. Check Mail. Look for ppl online. 0915 Hrs: Have to take breakfast. 0945 Hrs: In the office. In front of PC. Check Mails. 1315 Hrs: Feel like hungry. hmmm. Not In front of PC. 1330 Hrs: In front of PC. 1930 Hrs: In front of PC. 2030 Hrs: In front of PC. hmm I guess I must think about dinner 2200 Hrs: Done. Dinner Done. Now What? In front of PC. 0100 Hrs: Do I feel sleepy? I guess 0130 Hrs: Sleep. I remember 3 songs and just one line from every song yahi hai meri kahani literaly means this is my story (I have set this as my cell phone's default ring tone) ab to aadat si ho gayi hai means now am used to it zinda hoon main means am alive M sick of my life style and desperately need a break. So I joined French Classes. Je parlé français. But still more or less this is my story. Planning for one week break. May either travel to South or to North.

OUCH!!!!

A wasp came from no where and kissed my left hand. Its paining now. Ouch!! Cant type anything.

Stats are out

I hav lot of work to do. But then am a lazy ass and cant move to some other place. So I decided to stay with PC but keep doing somthing thats not related to work. Wat will I do? Wat else? Blogging. But this post is special. First of all I need to say "Dhanyavaadamulu" to all my Telugu pals. Now the real issue. I logged into my Analytics account and studied the stats. Very interesting information. The following stats are for last 7 days. This image can tell about visitors I get on my shameless blog. I am surprised to see visitors from Egypt and Kuwait. AFAIK from Kuwait Jitu may be visiting my blog. Dhanyawaad bhai. But interestingly I also get visitor from Pakistan. No mention here. . The majority share of visitors are Hindustani ppl. I love my India and my fellow Indians.(Actually I love all the beautiful Indian babes). And interestingly major share of my Indian readers is made of Cyberabaadis. Cyberabaad? You dont know Cyberabaad? Hyderabaad yaar. Some of my posts got good number of visitors. I will mention below if you missed them.

• Anti Reservation
• We, the Indians. A post for which I replied comments first time. I usually dont reply to the comments. But from now onwards I have cnahged my self. this post attracted attention of many.
• Marriage: A Solution or problem
• Close encounter of the third kind. Good, I didnt say hello.
• Why donate eyes? I want every one to read this post. Not coz I am looking for publicity but coz donating eyes is a very simple and wonderful thing.
• Fiction
• SANSANI. My take on Indian TV Media. Things are not ok on this front. What Indian TV Industry is serving is all crap. Its all TRP Game. Saas Bahu Soaps in all languages and on all channels. SHIT. I was about to join Indian Media Bash Blog but some ego problem and I didnt join them.
• The maximum time in minutes spend for reading a post was for Mojito (Mo-HEE-toh)and interestingly this post was not read much.

Good to see that people read my blog. I have a bad habit of typing too fast and making all kind of grammitcal misstakes. Actually I am not EJUKATED that much. Simple 10+2+Engineering Diploma in Elcetronics & Comm. + Advanced Diploma in Computing. But still I feel proud of my posts. (Shameless you see )

Rahul Mahajan and my niece

My niece is just 6 yrs old. Barely 6 yrs old. But she is a perfect example of how power plays in our society? Not so long back we used to have powerful "Amrish Puri" kind of "Zamindaars" in our "Hindi" movies. They simply used to do any thing even when the "aam aadmi" of "Gaaon" tried to protest. But the things have changed. Now we have a new setup in which we bend rules for powerful people.

My niece is powerful at home. Why? Youngest one. Only kid in the family. Cute. Sweet. And all those qualities you can expect from a kid. And she enjoys protection and support of every one in the family. Now a simple instance can explain how powerful people bend the rules. My niece and me will play ludo. If I am wining she will bend the rules to win the game or simply to defeat me. I will do a little protest but will let her win.

Rahul Mahajan is Powerful. He is son of Late Mr. Pramod Mahajan. Its not good to say anything bad about Mr. Mahajan now. He is dead. But when I first heard about he being shot by his own bro my reaction was, "WOW, we found a new Vibhishan. We need more Vibhishans." He is in hospital because he drunk too much of champagne or he consumed cocaine. I never heard that too much of drinking can make you this much sick that one of your aide will die and you will be unconscious till morning. Its common sense but the whole setup is trying to prove one simple thing. Rahul even didn't touch cocaine. He even can't spell cocaine. In his statement to police he denied the charges. Appolo hospital is playing yes or no games. Its again commonsense why Rahul was taken to Appolo. You can manipulate private institution using money. Put some middle class guy in the position. The course of action will be

a) Arrest the guy

b) Show him to a magistrate and get detaining orders

c) A court case against him

d) Lot of humiliation

e) At east one year in jail or in lockup.

Now this is not the only classic case. Manu Sharma is another example. I am sure Rahul will be out again after he is discharged from hospital. In fact he will gain public sympathy.

One more thing I noticed yesterday. The attitude of opposition in Indian political system is to oppose government for anything. We all know the hike in fuel prices was evident. If this hike was done by BJP led government the Congress would have started countrywide agitation the same way BJP has started. All they do is to oppose. I guess this is the only reason we call them opposition. Opposition will never help government to find a solution. If they did the government will be winning the votes, which obviously our power hungry opposition will not like.

I just wish that some miracle may happen and our entire corrupt and power hungry politicians are exported to US. Then US will be having its own internal affair to sort out and countries like Iran and Iraq will be safe.

I was expecting this -> http://in.rediff.com/news/2006/jun/08rahul1.htm He is innocent like Manu Sharma.

Me & Nanmun

Nanmun and me. Playmates. Watching Shrek 1. Fighting over some issue. Basically who will take the chocolate I have baught...

pain ful

This story is fictional but inspired from a true event. tring tring He: Hey sweetie, hows my love? she: am fine, dear, can we meet 2day? he: is that a question to ask? anytime you say. she: ok wait for me around 10, i will b there he: i can wait for till eternity she: I love you. mmmmuuuuuaaaah. hang up 10:00 at park. He is there. No sign of her. No issues. He will wait. 11:00 - He is still lonely. 1:00 - He calls her and no reply. 3:00 - He is worried about her and have tried all the ways to contact her but all in vain. Next day same story. Imagine yourself in his position. Its painful. But still he loves her. Same is the problem with me. I have typed a looooong post. Let me save it first. Done. And my love FF crashed. FF again dicthed me. Opera is same, same is MS IE. I gues IE is more fast. What to do? If my GF will not turn up on time I will be more worried about her than my ego.

Typical "Phadda"

Its good I dont know any of these grls. This is typical grl fight. Shot at Lahore. I have seen many fights on vdo and have hard about a lot but I have to see a real one. Thanks Addu. ;-) Ch33r5

Love hurts

You will be dicthed when you d'ont expect... You will be killed when you need life... You will loose when you will be preparing for the victory... and Firefox will crash when I am near to finish my script. How many times my beloved have ditched me? Just once. It was painfull and I am still feeling the pain. And how many times FF ditched me? n number of times and I can see my self wounded and bleeding now.

Am back

Be mausami sher arz hai, "sar kata sakte hain lekin sar jhuka sakte nahi" This couplet has nothing to do with my current mood. Bas dil me aya aur keh diya. Another day. another plan to take over this world. Lets get set go...

Typos

I am $%^#$^#@#$&(%^&#. I type @45 WPM. This means I am all the time doing speeling misstakes. But this is not all. I am also murdering English grammer. I must look for my Wren and Martin. Dad tried his best to teach me English but...

Pandit Kumar Chetan Sharma

Saturday I was supposed to visit my ancestral village. I have never been to my ancestral place for more than 5 times and that to for few hours. During May end and June starting there are some annual festivals which are celbrated at our ancestral place. One of my cousin raised a question on his identity. Same was with me till few years back. Who I am? Options were

• A Brahmin. Jatt Brahmin, farmer or agriculturist brahmins although my great grandfathers, as I have learnt, were in money lending business, the same infamous mahajans or sahukars of hindi movies.
• A hindu.
• Ludhianvi, 19 years in Ludhiana. People ask me what is the ldh with your ID. This is Ludhiana. I love the city for what it is. Full of three wheelers, full of people from every part of India, full of peopl who dont know what is trafic signal, only cash rich city of north India after Delhi NCR Region.
• Hoshiarpuri, 3 wow years in Hoshiarpur.
• Punjabi, I love everything that is Punjabi
• Madhya Pradeshi, I was born at Vidisha in Madhya Pradesh.
• Chandigarhiya, now for last 4 years am in Chandigarh, I like this city just because of its planning.
• Himachli,(!!??), when Himachal was not on the map of India our village was in Hoshiarpur and now its in Una. Strangley the Himachal was created on the basis of Language and in and around my ancestral place people speak Punjabi.
• Kashimiri(???)Now another theory says ancestors of my ancestors were from Kashmir. Strange.
• Aryan, no not the movie Aryan, the aryan who according to some historians invaded India. Some time to call my self a global citizen I call my self Aryan. This basically brings me close to Iran.
• Indian, this is the real identity I give to anyone now. I am Indian. Hindustani.

But on Saturday, I was Pandit Kumar Chetan Sharma, a typical brahmin. I performed Puja, applied tilak and lit the jyoti also. But I am an atheist. Why did I perform all this pooja archana? Just to please my GOD. My mom and dad. On saturday I was out of Punjab, out of my Home Network. Airtel sent me an SMS on 1st June. I will give the sms as it is. Dear dubscriber, due to your good payment history we have increased your credit limit to 4500 Rs. This meant I cud make calls upto 4500 Rs w/out even depositing a single pie. ISD/STD/Anything. But unfortunately my roaming service was not actiavted by Airtel. It was like a joke for me. I was in bus and till the time I crossed Punjab I was sending and recieiving SMS, listning radio on my cell. Then I was sleeping. After 3 hours when I wake up I found that I had not recieved any call or SMS. I thot everyone including my clients forgot me. This was a bad thot. Very bad. But suddenly I realised that now I was a free soul. No one wants to talk with me. And I pulled my cell from my pocket and thot of making a call to my mom. And then I realised my roaming was not working. And as soon as I reached my place, every one was shouting at me "What do you think you are..." "Oh so you have become a true IT guy, switch off your cell phone.." "Look at this guy, he is so prody he even switched off his cell..." My mom and dad's face turned from this -> to this -> when they saw me. And my sis just came shouting at me, "Why the hell you have switched off your cell phone? Do you know every one was worried here?"++ After my explainations and when I said I had not taken my breakfast every one turned into a caring person. I performed my puja and all that stuff w/out even raising my eye brows which I usually do. Dad was happy that at last his son was a hindu brahmin close to roots. Mom was happy, sister was excited to see my 1.3MP camera phone. And this was the time I started having headache. "Now you have done your pooja you can take some thing." "I will have tea. Whats your plan now?" "Umm nothing, we all are going to Chinta Purni" "OK. I will have my meals after darshan." "No you can have some thing now." "No no, its ok." And everyone was so much impresssed. Basically I was not interested in having daal and chaawal in heat when I am having headache. But I didnt have any thing even after darshan. That meant nothing till 5 pm. I was feeling that I will die of this headache. I boarded a bus to Chandigarh and by the time I entered in to punjab I wanted som one to come and kill me. My headache was at its peak. I realised my blood pressure was also rising. I could not find any help. I thought of calling mom and dad in my last time. But my cell was still not working. I decided to die a death playing tetris on my cellphone. But am a hard nut to crack and as soon as I entered Nangal my fone started ringing. Dad was online. YEYYYY!!! After finishing my talk with dad I decided to call Airtel customer care and ask them what was wrong. Long man called me and we had a small talk. When around 10:45PM I reached Chandigarh I wanted to kill myself. My headache was at its peak. Soon I got a call from copy cat. After reaching my place I decided to call it a day and straight away after having dinner I went to bed even when my niece bugged me a lot. Rit now, on Sunday 4th May 20:24 Hrs, I am still having headache. But I am again the same Kumar. Pandit Kumar Chetan Sharma is in thots of relatives and cousins.

Title...I dont know

I again got a blow, Now where to go? Will I give up? My blood group is still AB+ve.

The true professional

IT field is full of so called "Professionals" who pass out with disticntions and even can't type a simple "Hello World." Girls, I am sorry to say, top this list. 2 of my batchmates had scorec S Grade in C programming module. S Grade means 80+ marks. Me & Shubhu who were trying to hack down a TSR and screensaver using graphics.h just scored D Grade (50-55). But the girls honestly admitted they crammed everything. I appreciate this. And if some one wants to see these kind of pros give an ad for interview. Last year I interviewd a guy. He had refrence of some known person. I always need manpower. But I dont compromise on quality so most of the time I am a harsh guy in interviews even if the candidate is a beautiful girl. The guy claimed he was getting 5K. No issues. I started with very basic. Me: Do u know HTML? He:Ys I gave him a printed form with all kinds of html fields and said Me: Code this form for me. And I need XHTML1.0 Output with labels etc. The guy looked at form for 2 minutes and said, "I only know HTML" Me: So you are getting 5K He:Yes Sir Me: First I will charge 5K from you to teach XHTML, then for 1 month I will not pay you. And after that I will just pay you 1500 Rs. This was enuff for him. It was like you want to hire a driver and the cnadidate even don't know what a steering is. Today again I interviwed a guy. The guy was elder to me. Actually he was my frend's teacher. The age gap is a bad thing and then I really look like a young guy instead of a man running a company. On top of it the guy was more qualified than me. When he met me his first reaction was, "Oh this is Chetan." I had met him with my frend in a wedding. There I was very formal with him. He said to my frend, "I was thinking you are talking about some one else." Then he addressed to me in a very casual manner, "How re you man?" I believe respect comes from heart. I never asked my team mates to call me "Sir", My clear instruction was call me Kumar or Chetan or Kumar Chetan. I knew the interview was not going to be formal. I asked the guy about his past. Me: How much time you think you have put in development? He: I am in to It for last 8 years. Me: Good and you are into coding? He: I am into product development. Me: That sounds good. What kind of products? He: E-governence. Me: Oh really, nice to know, where have you implimented your products He: Till date we have not implimented. We have also developed products for civic bodies Me: Like... He: Water managment, Sewrage Management.. I wanted to ask him how these were different from an e-gov project. Anyway. Me: And you are also into webdevelopment. He: Yes Me: PHP and MySQL? He: Yes ofcourse Me: How many years? He: 6 years Now my total experience in IT field is 6 years. I met a guy of my level Me: Good, can you show me your projects He: mmm the servers are down Me: ?? He: I checked a project it ws online wen I cam to Chandigarh but now I see the server is down. Me: Any other project He: Sorry cant show you, you may approach the client or may reach my team? Me: ??? Why will I approach your client and your team? He: Sorry I need to maintain this. I cant reveal you our projects. Me: Ok, leave it, do you know WordPress and OSCommerce? He: No never heard of these softwares. This was the moment guy failed the interview. My next question was going to be AJAX. But I had to respect him as he was my frend's teacher but I wanted to tell the guy he was taking things lightly and Kumar Chetan is a different person in profession. Me: Bhupinder gave you a site to study. what are your comments? He: Its a simple site. I didnt check the reservation part I dont have credit card to check the site. Me: U dont need to use a credit card. If u simply cant create an account how will you be able to study the site. Anyway I will call you later. Nice meeting you. Later in the afternoon I got a call from the same guy, "Hi Chetan, I cant work with you. You are still working with old technologies. Sorry dude." I laughed. I wanted to F*** the guy on fone but had to respect him as he was my frend's teacher. Some one who is unaware of basics of a system how will he work for me?

What...???

I am sneezing @ 2.6 sneezes per minute. I need some thing to help me. IDEA. Hot coffee will do. Even Chai will do. I get up from my seat and take my wallet. I must get some milk from market. I go downstair and sit on my bike. Wait a minute. . My bike's keys. OOPS. Forgot. I go upstairs and look for keys. Where are the keys? . I ask copy cat. Me: Have you seen my bike's keys? Copy Cat: Yes, on your table. Me: No they are not here. Copy Cat: Check your pockets then. Me: Nope. Not in pockets. Copy Cat: hmmm Copy Cat is a developer in Hyderabaad and I am in Chandigarh. Where are the keys? I replay the scene in my mind and I found keys in kitchen. I have left my keys in kitchen. I rush to my bike. Wait a minute. Again some thing is missing. Q: What? A: Wallet. Q: Where is wallet? A: Oh I remember I left my wallet on table. I come upstair and pick my wallet. Then make sure I have the keys. Anything else? Nope. Nothing now. OK. I start my bike and her on road. Just 50 meters from my place, I realise I again missed some thing.. Q: What now? A: Helmet. Q: Now what? A: Nothing. Lets face the traffic police now. Nothing bad happened. I didnt see any cops. But as soon as I got back I decided to fix some spots where I will put my keys and locks.