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Thursday, June 26, 2008
Peepaal Campus
Peepaal Campus
Over the last several months, a small group of corporate professionals have been working hard to build a community for students enabling them to interface more easily with the industry. The need for students to be able to interface with the industry has never been more critical with rapid changes in technology and growth in various industry sectors. There is a great need for students to be able to keep pace with the changing needs of the industry and through the community we expect them to integrate, learn and contribute to the Corporate Campus interface called Peepaal. We have released the community as a free open source model with the community being nurtured by the community itself.
Peepaal Campus
Over the last several months, a small group of corporate professionals have been working hard to build a community for students enabling them to interface more easily with the industry. The need for students to be able to interface with the industry has never been more critical with rapid changes in technology and growth in various industry sectors. There is a great need for students to be able to keep pace with the changing needs of the industry and through the community we expect them to integrate, learn and contribute to the Corporate Campus interface called Peepaal. We have released the community as a free open source model with the community being nurtured by the community itself.
Peepaal Campus
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Sunday, December 30, 2007
My Lake House: "Kaas" woh lamhe thaam jaate...
Quite a few souls dream of a lake house, well i lived this dream for a night and a day.
And what a dream come true it was! Me and my buddy had setup a tent right at the shore of "Kaas Lake",Near Satara. We spend a night strolling by the lake side under the soft silvery glow of of crescent moon. Heard the ripples of lake water basking in the soft touch of moonlight. Gazed stars and planets alike, i the big guys out there was venus , uranus and saturn. The morning was spend watching the sun making it ascent on top of clear blue lake. Then there was a time for a bath on the pristine and cold water of the lovely lake with our body shivering alongside the melodious tunes of the music being played on our portable music player. And not to forget the mention of rosy fragrance of the body wash which made it an affair to remember.
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More later....
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Want rest >> Play socceer
Soccer is a great game it keeps everybody involved on and off the field. And if u happen to get injured playing it then the fun(pun intended) extends much longer then expected.
It was my seasons opener, playing six a side with the UnivUnited group on the Police grounds. Well i happen to just play 1-2 practise match per season thats a different story :-)
On a sunny sunday morning the setting was perfect for a some action on the field. There was some dew on the grass. The warm session was little clumsy. I made a couple of rounds of the smaller ground demarcated for this smaller team. And without much ado the match started. it took some time to get my feet and breath in sync.i started passing the ball well around to my teamies. The midfield position was bit taxing, so after a while i went into defense. There was no half-time.We were playing an hour game so a half time idea did not sound chivalrious for the bonds with the boots.
My team was lagging by a goal and we were into last 5 minutes. My energy levels had fallen to the lowest by now. Sudden i saw an oppourtunity to get deep into the opponents half. I took a sprint towards the flying ball, and jumped to tap it into ground so i could the pass of the one of our forwards. That jump could stop by ball,but when i landed on the ground my right foot tripped , partly aided by the dew on the grass, and i twisted my right knee. There i was lying on the ground reeling in pain. Other buddies rushed to the sport helped me with some spray and bending excercise. The match was then called off.
After examination by an orthopedic i was diagnosed with ligament damage.Advised rest for 4-5 weeks with lot of excercises to do to get me back on my feet again.
So the moral of the story is WANT REST, PLAY SOCCER N BEND IT LIKE TARUN
It was my seasons opener, playing six a side with the UnivUnited group on the Police grounds. Well i happen to just play 1-2 practise match per season thats a different story :-)
On a sunny sunday morning the setting was perfect for a some action on the field. There was some dew on the grass. The warm session was little clumsy. I made a couple of rounds of the smaller ground demarcated for this smaller team. And without much ado the match started. it took some time to get my feet and breath in sync.i started passing the ball well around to my teamies. The midfield position was bit taxing, so after a while i went into defense. There was no half-time.We were playing an hour game so a half time idea did not sound chivalrious for the bonds with the boots.
My team was lagging by a goal and we were into last 5 minutes. My energy levels had fallen to the lowest by now. Sudden i saw an oppourtunity to get deep into the opponents half. I took a sprint towards the flying ball, and jumped to tap it into ground so i could the pass of the one of our forwards. That jump could stop by ball,but when i landed on the ground my right foot tripped , partly aided by the dew on the grass, and i twisted my right knee. There i was lying on the ground reeling in pain. Other buddies rushed to the sport helped me with some spray and bending excercise. The match was then called off.
After examination by an orthopedic i was diagnosed with ligament damage.Advised rest for 4-5 weeks with lot of excercises to do to get me back on my feet again.
So the moral of the story is WANT REST, PLAY SOCCER N BEND IT LIKE TARUN
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Meeting of 4 Muskeeters: A tale of Squash,Tea and Non-sense
The Scene
It was one of those maniac monsoon rainy day in Pune,a regular feature of the past week. Indra Dev(The rain god in Hindu mythology) looked all set to deliver his full quota of the entire season of rain on this single day.Looks like he was striving hard to make a delivery well before schedule to get some performance bonus from the heavenly management team:-)
The Men
4 musketeers
Me - Ur Mr.Nice Guy
Ranjeet - Old miscreant
Ravi - Sporty guy with Irish connections
Sagar - Game for everything. Sole witness to the historic event of mine and Ranjeet's cycle purchase.
Undeterred by rains we meet at the Abs gym on the posh International Convention Center.A rare combination of people with Ranjeet, Sports and Masti being a common thread.
The Mission
Join the squash club of this rather lavish gym. Ravi an old timer in this game had introduced Mr Ranjeet to try his hand at this some time earlier. Two had joined this club sometime back. Mr Ranjeet sensing that he had a weak case of winning against Ravi, thought of a clever scheme to keep his self-esteem intact. He has tried to rope Me and Sagar to play with him, so that Ravi is free to play advanced level with coach. This is "One arrow hits multiple target" ploy from Mr.Ranjeet's hat. Rather surprisingly the squash court is undergoing a complete overhaul.A rather extravagant exercise, given court was in quite a decent shape and only a small repair could have taken care of the peel of plaster which had come off from one of the wall. Looks like activities like these are keeping the Indian economy growing at 8% rate consistently.
The Outcome
The squash in-charge was missing so we decided to go the nearby cafe and kill time over a cuppa of Chai. I opted for a rather exotic Mint Black Tea, ignoring comments from Ranjeet(an expert in making cheap comments:-() , whereas others settled down for a more common edition of this Desi beverage.I logged out from the group earlier as i had to meet an businessmen for some important discussions.As fate had it,I spent my next couple of hours listening to marketing seminar of Amway, a direct marketing company.This at the insistence of the Mr. Businessmen who i must say literally took me for a ride.
Later i learned that Sagar got sold to Mr Ranjeet wily mechanisms and trio treated on music for 3 hours at Kiva lounge before retreating back to their base camps.
As for me i am waiting to be the next prey in the squash scam...
It was one of those maniac monsoon rainy day in Pune,a regular feature of the past week. Indra Dev(The rain god in Hindu mythology) looked all set to deliver his full quota of the entire season of rain on this single day.Looks like he was striving hard to make a delivery well before schedule to get some performance bonus from the heavenly management team:-)
The Men
4 musketeers
Me - Ur Mr.Nice Guy
Ranjeet - Old miscreant
Ravi - Sporty guy with Irish connections
Sagar - Game for everything. Sole witness to the historic event of mine and Ranjeet's cycle purchase.
Undeterred by rains we meet at the Abs gym on the posh International Convention Center.A rare combination of people with Ranjeet, Sports and Masti being a common thread.
The Mission
Join the squash club of this rather lavish gym. Ravi an old timer in this game had introduced Mr Ranjeet to try his hand at this some time earlier. Two had joined this club sometime back. Mr Ranjeet sensing that he had a weak case of winning against Ravi, thought of a clever scheme to keep his self-esteem intact. He has tried to rope Me and Sagar to play with him, so that Ravi is free to play advanced level with coach. This is "One arrow hits multiple target" ploy from Mr.Ranjeet's hat. Rather surprisingly the squash court is undergoing a complete overhaul.A rather extravagant exercise, given court was in quite a decent shape and only a small repair could have taken care of the peel of plaster which had come off from one of the wall. Looks like activities like these are keeping the Indian economy growing at 8% rate consistently.
The Outcome
The squash in-charge was missing so we decided to go the nearby cafe and kill time over a cuppa of Chai. I opted for a rather exotic Mint Black Tea, ignoring comments from Ranjeet(an expert in making cheap comments:-() , whereas others settled down for a more common edition of this Desi beverage.I logged out from the group earlier as i had to meet an businessmen for some important discussions.As fate had it,I spent my next couple of hours listening to marketing seminar of Amway, a direct marketing company.This at the insistence of the Mr. Businessmen who i must say literally took me for a ride.
Later i learned that Sagar got sold to Mr Ranjeet wily mechanisms and trio treated on music for 3 hours at Kiva lounge before retreating back to their base camps.
As for me i am waiting to be the next prey in the squash scam...
Monday, May 21, 2007
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