I had apparently written this when I was really frustrated a long time ago.
Customer satisfaction should be your biggest goal.
Repeat business is the key.
Take ownership of your projects.
Plan, work hard, finish certifications, go that extra mile, slog if needed, slog anyways.
Could you work this weekend? Could you be on call this weekend? Could you be on support for sometime?
You'll be given an OD for your efforts.
Any issues dont hesitate to ask.
You'll be suitably rewarded, your efforts will be noticed.
Sigh. Havent we heard all this before.
Saturday, February 17, 2007
Monday, February 12, 2007
Memories...
Those times we shared, and
All the non stop laughs we had.
Memories forever...
My friend replied..
I wish time could just
turn back once. I would relive
all those days of joy.
All the non stop laughs we had.
Memories forever...
My friend replied..
I wish time could just
turn back once. I would relive
all those days of joy.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
The Twilight Zone
A canvas
Painted on the horizon
With the colours of life.
So many thoughts,
And no words to describe them.
So many visions,
Not enough words to portray them.
So many colours,
Dont have any names for them.
Sounds fill up around me.
The words of people,
The rhythm of music,
The sighs of nature.
She talks to me.
Through the tiny crickets,
Through the whistling wind.
The Twilight Zone,
Where I find evening in the middle of the night.
Where I find home away from all the maddenin sights..
-- 26 Sep, 1145 pm
Painted on the horizon
With the colours of life.
So many thoughts,
And no words to describe them.
So many visions,
Not enough words to portray them.
So many colours,
Dont have any names for them.
Sounds fill up around me.
The words of people,
The rhythm of music,
The sighs of nature.
She talks to me.
Through the tiny crickets,
Through the whistling wind.
The Twilight Zone,
Where I find evening in the middle of the night.
Where I find home away from all the maddenin sights..
-- 26 Sep, 1145 pm
Flying away..
It was time to leave finally. All that waiting had finally come to an end. All those dreams were finally becoming a reality. It was time to leave
Mysore was my home. Leaving Mysore made me very sad. I knew i was going to miss this place. The calm peaceful atmosphere was something that I loved about my home. I was going to miss this place.
The drives in the night, to places we called our own, to places we felt we belonged, with friends who'd be there all life long. it seems like an instant, it seems like an eternity. The time of my life passes by behind me.
I start another chapter, i dont know what it holds for me. A new place, a new country.
Things might not change. I'll still trip, i ll still have a blast. Thats what living is.
I had written this just before i left for the US more than a month and a half back. Never did feel like adding it to my blog. Guess its high time i start writing here again.
Mysore was my home. Leaving Mysore made me very sad. I knew i was going to miss this place. The calm peaceful atmosphere was something that I loved about my home. I was going to miss this place.
The drives in the night, to places we called our own, to places we felt we belonged, with friends who'd be there all life long. it seems like an instant, it seems like an eternity. The time of my life passes by behind me.
I start another chapter, i dont know what it holds for me. A new place, a new country.
Things might not change. I'll still trip, i ll still have a blast. Thats what living is.
I had written this just before i left for the US more than a month and a half back. Never did feel like adding it to my blog. Guess its high time i start writing here again.
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