Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | February 29, 2012

Jagan, What a man!!

Have you seen this man? Man? No? He comes out of the house; the Sun shies away and seeks help from clouds to cover it. He walks a step forward in the beach; Sea water sucks itself 122 meters inside. When he fled abroad, statistics say, earth revolved thrice as fast to bring up the destination soon. He just stares; and a magnet’s North Pole sticks to another North Pole – in fear. You might wonder who that is. I never did. I knew.

It’s Jagan. (Machi, Intro Ok?)

(As a remedy for having to write such a first paragraph, this blog will remain shut down for ten days after this guy’s marriage 😉

I met Jagan first – around two and a half years ago. It was just a week or so in Cognizant then. Before meeting him, I had made a friend in the first one week – Viswa, who was a manager in Infosys previously. Quite a nice guy and was soft-spoken. So soft that he could not even refuse a ‘developer-work’ in ‘.NET reporting Services’ – even though he was a ‘manager’ in ‘Networking’. Total-Role-Domain conflict, yet he was untiringly delivering something to his best. I was asked to work with him initially. Days moved dry.


Hey, Jagan, Good luck 🙂

In such a period, Jagan came forward one day greeting me. He offered to take me to the induction meeting in Tidel Park from our office, although I was reluctant initially. For me, it was not a friendship at-first-sight. I was really doubtful whether I should make a friend out of him. I was hoping he would give me a ride back home from Tidel Park, but he cited reasons of meeting some of his friends nearby, and left me. (Machi, nee munne kelambuda!) I decided against befriending him.

But, in the first few days, two forces united us. One is Viswa. Another is our manager Eltho. We both always had something in common to talk and laugh loud about these two. We never held us back in making fun of anyone and laughing loud – even in front of relevant people. I might say, we were one of the key factors for which Viswa moved out of our project very quickly 😉

I remember one night – when Eltho was saying seriously about his own life and background, he noted he hailed from Kilpauk (a place known for hospital of mentally-challenged) and we burst into non-stop loud laughter for no-reasons in front of everyone, leaving Eltho standing with a hopeless look at us. While the client call was on, we’d be laughing hysterically again for no-reasons, keeping the phone on mute. We had code-named almost anyone whom we met on the floor. We had named a person ‘Sintex’, a brand of water barrels, for the person resembled it by structure. We did not exempt the Unit Operations Manager ‘Partha’ (two in a box!), the VP ‘Yoosuf’ (he answers just about everything except your question!), AVP ‘Uma’ (Even Yoosuf yawns when he talks!).

If we go out for lunch, we’d consider all means to delay going back to work. Even if we reach the entrance at last, Jagan would suggest – ‘Machi, let’s go that way around and come back here. It’d be cool!’ If we approach the seat, I’d suggest – ‘Machi, let’s go to restroom before we get to our seats!’ After coming out of restroom, he’d suggest – ‘Hey, I’ve lost water content in the body, let’s go get some water’ and we’ll walk towards the water filter. And then, ‘hey, I’m tired because of long-time walking. Let me grab a coffee!’ 😉 This behavior at times tested the patience of our manager Varadh (after Eltho) and he kept us under radar since he could not find us in the seats for most of the day.

Even at work, we got bored quickly every day. Although seated just opposite, we used to ping through messenger and ‘appreciate’ each other. I’d say ‘Jagan, what a man!! Simply amazing!’ He’d reply – ‘Machi, You are a rocker! Mindblowing machan!’ When we fail to find more words to appreciate, we’ll start typing Tamil film songs’ lyrics. I’d type – ‘Andha vaanatha pola..’ and he’d counter by ‘Babaaa.. Cinema… Cinema..!’ – A totally unrelated, unarguable and bewildering reply 😉 He’s got unique talents in such matters, you see! But we somehow kept the work going on-schedule mostly and did not face major hiccups.

I was a frequent (Ok, let’s say consistent) late-comer to office. During the normal day shifts, I came at 12 o Clock, and hence Eltho offered me to take up After-noon shifts starting at 1 o Clock. But I made my mark again by frequently coming at 2:30 PM. Jagan tried to give a close competition to me one day and came at 2:30 PM. But, I remained undefeated by coming at 4:00 PM that day!

If we went to Technical Training on some advanced topics, we had occupied the last-row seats; made fun of the instructor or the people sitting in the front row. If we talked with some concern and seriousness during the training, it was all about the most-worrisome thing – where to have the day’s lunch. Like all my friends and me, he was high on his passions about food. Because he used to drop me off from office, we ended dining frequently at some of the best non-vegetarian hotels.

The fun we had at work, peaked when two more joined us – Meganadh and Harish. We had lots of fun at work – because ‘the idea of us working-together’ or even ‘the idea of us working at first place’ was funny. At times when we did not even work towards a stable delivery, Harish and Meganadh were fighting about their ‘billability’ (‘I’m 100% billable in this project’, ‘then, I’m 200% billable’). This blog would need a separate section to write about them.

On a serious note, Jaganathan Neelakandan was technically strong, and was a good mentor. He moved with people of all ages quite well and smooth. His communications were good and he had always put forth his opinions in an undeniable manner, even though they might get denied. He is a film-freak and loves all genres of cinema. He makes fun of anything under the sun and takes things lightly. But when something pisses him off, he’s strongly motivated to face / be against it. He values relationships, a reason why he has relatively more number of good friends. His accent of Tamil by itself is funny with a hilarious delivery of words. His most uttered words were (at least towards me) – ‘Paradesi’ / ‘Ngo**a’ / ‘Chey’ / ‘therika vidrada’ / ‘thaaru maaru’ 🙂 He shared some of his personal life events although I kept mum about my personal life like I did with all my ‘best friends’. (Surjith, now don’t complain!)

Now Jagan is on way to get married, and is soon to start a new era of his life. I wish him all the best. Machi, May you have happier moments and greater achievements!

What a man, you’re simply amazing da!’ 🙂

~ Boopalan Jayaraman ~

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | October 17, 2011

Remembering everyone!!

I almost tried to maintain the order by which I met them in real life and skipped few intentionally since I may write separate posts.

Ramesh:  As an interviewer. Like I said, his questions were not that tough, but understanding the question was tough at first place. If not for his first nod, I’d not have stepped in to Logitech. We all hold a brotherly affection towards him. Nice man. Anyhow, I’d not forget how he used me, K2 and any-other-HP-aspirants only to write unit test cases in HP (harmony platform).  He was little excited when he was about to travel to Toronto. I remember he showed Habib’s daughters’ drawings (which were left here) over video call to Habib – and said “Per paper, you’ll have to pay me 100 Dollars”. He dint come on video call for many days hiding all his activities over there.  [A separate post on him might follow soon!]

Siva:  After the first interview by Ramesh was over, I was asked to meet Siva. Since I’ve been told he might ask me to explain my roles and project details, I was busy recollecting those details. Unfortunately nothing came to my mind. But his first question was – “So, When can you join us?” Oh, this sounds like an out-of-syllabus question! So, to confirm, I asked – “Does that mean I cleared the interview?” to which he answered – “Yes, you did.” Agility of fishes is at its best, when there is a shark behind. I’m sure he was one shark behind us in the earlier days driving all the teams. He was constantly keeping in touch about our performance, motivating us (for ex. Hotel Fortune and other programs ) and giving suggestions.  He asked me to move to the-then to-be-formed new team called bees, for which I may provide guidance on our processes since it’d almost be an all-cognizant-member team.  I initialy said “no”. He’d said that he’d then look at alternative options. And the rest is history. Yes, I was moved to Bees. His story of rising from a Srilankan migrant in Canada to a leader of the organization was inspiring.

Gokila and Jayakumar: These were the first two people I met on Logitech, after attending the interview. They were busy writing some code and I think it was something about Google TV gizmo. Gokila is a nice person to work with. And Jayakumar brings fun at work. During my last project – Odin, I saw them to be real team players.

Jean Paul:  I’ve not worked much with him. As far as I worked, I did not enjoy it. 😉 But possibly a cool dude.

Vinu Preetha:  She was a good friend those days. Being a good designer, she really had gained name by her performance. I wrote one of her brain-bench certifications, and thought I was going to get a “fail”, but somehow ended up with a score that was her highest in that cycle  😉 

Meganadh:  He was one of the few best friends I had in Cognizant. Meg worked with me in previous project too. Days before he joined cognizant in my project, my manager used to say “A new person named Megna(dh)  will join us shortly”.  I and my friend Jagan was excited to assume a girl named Magna was going to join us. My manager’s flawed pronunciation hyped our expectations. He asked for release from my previous project for the sake of Logitech’s one and got released. But he could attend Logitech’s interview only after I got through – which was almost a month later. A conversation between our manager and him – “Manager: Hey Meg, so you prepared that document?  Meg:  I have. Manager: Oh, have you? Can we review? Meg:  (pausing for a moment) I said – I have to.”

Shun: He’s an ever-smiling person and always takes things easy. He keeps his cool at any situations, or at least pretends to be so. He best fits into the role of Scrum-master-cum-developer 😉 and can fit into it for any longer duration 😉 Right after my interview, I had to meet Shun and Meg at Cognizant, to explain about the Logitech interview process and expectations. I did not know then, that I’d come under his team finally. I wish I knew it 😉

Swami: I saw him first, attending the interview after me. I could not believe initially that anyone could speak a language that fast. I could feel the pain of Ramesh. When people spoke by words, he spoke by paragraphs. Nice man. Eloquent in at least five languages .  Guided me in few instances – technically and personally. 

Prasanna: He was fondly referred to as “thala” meaning Chief / head of the department.  😉 He was people’s leader 😉 and ran a transparent administration system. He had to shift the stand-up time frequently for my sake. Guided me in many instances. He retained a wide popularity among Cognizant associates as he was responsible for taking accounts on everyone’s special allowances, thus remaining an influential personality. He’s very much interested in World cinema.

Karthik D:  He was known to both me and my friend Jagan. He was quite a nice guy to work with. And also, quite a quiet guy 😉 I often try to learn the secret how he sticks to his seat from morning to evening and works / appears committed.  He got me a headwear for wearing it under my helmet while riding bike (thanks Karthik!). But by then, my bike was long gone in a theft.  And I could not tell that to him at that moment both to not disappoint him and to hide my disappointment.

Venu: Venu is a daring, little loud-mouthed but fun-loving, technically sound guy. I still don’t forget how much we have laughed together for reasons unknown in Kunal’s farewell lunch. His secret stories were interesting. He gave my name a mention in his blog merely for something I suggested lightly. I don’t know if it is still there 😉 but he was a nice friend. Scope of my knowledge and research got really expanded – when I collaborated with him in facebook – for exploring people like Sonakshi Krishnamoorthy (Level two actress) and discussing topics such as Anjali’s adventures on new-year eve.  He recently shared a revolutionary video in facebook about what ought not to be done at airports [A video of x-ray scan of a man breaking wind at security counters!]. That shows how detail-oriented he is 🙂

Shreyansh: The loud laughter of Shrey (whenever he bursts into one) will spark off an enthusiasm on the crowd too. When he joined, it was little difficult for some in the team to pronounce his name. Especially K2 re-named him as “Shrenj” as in “strange” because he was comfortable calling him so. He shared the home with Paurva, before Paurva tied a knot, and was kind enough to share with us the little funny incidents happened. He’s bold, technically sound, and straightforward.  

Athaur: Being a technically sound guy, he developed a ‘favorites control’ very soon after joining, only to become one of the favorites of the team. We used to go to movies together, but after one movie, really the rarest of its kind – we stopped going to movies at all. Unlike his duo Venu, he is usually quiet. But he has never hesitated to speak his mind.

Paurva: Working with Paurva is fun and enthusiasm together 😉 Suddenly he finds a bug one day in Production and the whole team gets on toes,  only to find later that the application has not even gone live yet. But that speaks something about his energy and enthusiasm. There were several incidences with which we related Paurva often – such as making the deployment to Superbad server when the deployment was asked for Ace server, such as saying first “There is a serious issue with the application, I create an account and it always creates a Pepsi Account” and find out later he created the accounts with the remote plugged-in which caused that supposedly-right behavior. These things he might even have forgotten now. But those little, harmless mistakes kept our day with all fun.  In domain, he was strong.  And while arguing, he was stronger. During any of the retrospectives, his points were undeniable or he surely made them sound so. He is a good man at base. Paurva, in your words, “You’re my best friend” 😉

Anand: He was a mini-version of Ramesh for Bees. I mean, he had almost the habits of Ramesh in a truncated form. He worked mostly with HP. During the planning day, I’d have thought to work on something in HP, and the next day when I step in to the office, Anand would have already started working on it. I often suspected Prasanna had a role in this plot 😉 Anand, I, Prasanna, along with Karthik D formed the “movie committee” of Bees and we did not stop easily once we started discussing about movies and world events. Really a good man. If he starts reading the reviews of any product or gadget, you can be assured that he’d grab one, but at least “few months” later. I hope he enjoys reading reviews.

Santhosh: If a tall palm tree had eyes, mouth, legs, hands and a smile, it would be “thambi” santhosh. We maintained special fondness towards him as our younger brother, no matter whether he does not give a pass to our functionality developed, or messes up with the acceptance criteria as QA. First, it was hard for me to believe that he eats only vegetarian food. He was one of the motivating forces, trusting always that my code would never break and it’d never fail to work too. I had to concentrate better sometimes only for keeping my name with him 😉 He was our sole guide to Tiruvanmiyur Tea shops while we were in bad need of egg-bondas. His understanding of the product was amazing.  He’ll go to places with his spirit on.

 Sneeja: She is someone who was viewed like a ‘kid’ by friends because of her innocent questions and slang, but has a matured thought process at times. I first got introduced to her in the ground floor during LARC – First anniversary events and games. It was the infamous bangle-and-straw game that I played with the team standing next to her – drew attention of my close mates and was a subject of fun from then. She was one of the beneficiaries by my leaving since she demanded small gifts regularly. She’s sharp or at least pretends to be so, and picks up technical things when I discuss with her. She’s god-fearing and also code-fearing!! 😉

Suresh T: Suresh, who joined as a tech lead, quickly accepted me as a friend. He was our (Me & Murugan) guide and shared his experiences on life during break-timings. He is certainly an interesting character, and a technically capable person. He displays enough maturity while dealing with things – be it technical or personal. I and Karthik.D can’t easily forget a code review by him for our code where he did a line-by-line review and had a review comment for each of those lines. Nice person. 

Haq: A person who adheres to Islamic moral values strictly. Naturally a honest  and loyal person, bearing an innocent smile always. A hard worker, who wants to keep himself updated on new things. He was one of the reasons why I had to complete some code on time. Seated right behind me, he kept on checking on the status of code that he should have used on his tasks, pushing me to delivery of the code items.

Sasireka: Although I did not interact much with her,  she became a good friend towards the last. A girl with a good attitude, she is interested in meditation. Being a calm person, she concentrates just on the work assigned, like a dedicated professional.

Doug: Doug, as a director of Software engineering, was an inspiring and influential personality. His way of management and communication was simply admired by fellow mates. It was a lunch at Fortune, in which I got introduced to Doug first. When invited, he started thanking each one of us for inviting him to the lunch at Fortune. We were bewildered because we were told that Doug was taking us for the lunch, and especially Prasanna started sweating who otherwise had to bear the expenses as a Scrum master 😉 Later, Siva had to call doug and inform about it. 🙂 During the team lunch, Prasanna tried to explain what “Paani Poori” means, to Doug – with an elementary explanation – “Paani means water, so it’s water poori.” And Paurva taught him how to eat it – “You should straight away put into your mouth.” After that Doug took a piece of paper and asked one of us to write down the name of it so that he can remember what to eat next time. But I strongly believed – that he maintained that list to remember what NOT to eat in India next time 😉 I still could remember the fun we had at a party he (along with Donna) threw on the occasion of Paurva’s marriage. During meetings, he had always put forth undeniable reasons and arguments in a compelling yet polite way. He was a motivating force for all the team members. He never held himself back from appreciating any accomplishments, however small it may be.

~ Boopalan Jayaraman ~

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Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | October 17, 2011

Thank you, Logitech..!

Drafting a resignation mail is easier.  Unless I’m being fired, I can say I’m moving for a new better-long-awaited-revolutionizing opportunity (even though it is definitely not so), how much I love this organization, and thank my immediate manager for all his/her support. I believe Managers don’t even read that last bit of thanking for support. But drafting a last day mail is never an easy task.  This would get marked to many of the people I really dealt with. And it would be better to speak a little truth and recollect the moments.

We often associate music with the moments of our life.  When we hear some old tracks at a later point of time, we get to remember the events happened in our life during the time span when we actually started to listen to it.  Hence they become nostalgic.  Organizations do the same thing. Just like a school or college, an Organization is associated with several things, various experiences and relationships which we may remember forever or like to forget at once.

In that way, Logitech – which is a combination of people and their culture – will be remembered forever in my life, for my life took really sharp turns when I was here. It gave me beautiful moments to ponder over. It gave me beautiful new relationships while some existing ones got worse.  It offered chances to gain knowledge and experiment them at work. The learning was really aplenty. Logitech will lose nothing by my absence, but I’ll be a loser to good extent without Logitech, its culture, and the relationships which I’ll miss a lot in everyday’s life.

I may not have run an extra mile here and it was not my best, compared to my previous assignments at Satyam and Cognizant. But, out of all, my life was at its best only when I was here – with an equal composition of learning, challenge, work and fun.

I’ll be more than happy to get an opportunity to be with you guys again. And it is more than just words.

Thank you, Logitech.

~ Boopalan Jayaraman ~

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | October 13, 2011

Yo Karthik! Cheerio!

Ah, I did not think I’d start to write a post again in my blog. It’s more than an year’s time after I last scribbled something in this space. Blame it on my ‘friends’! I’ve never been so occupied with friends in my lifetime as I did in the past one-and-half year in Logitech. And in the history of my six-plus years of IT, I’ve never enjoyed a good work place that allowed me “not to over-work” and that sometimes allowed me “not to work at all”. Again it was made possible, only by the cool dudes, I was surrounded with.

I start to write again for, one of such dear fellas, K2 alias Karthikeyan, who is on his last working day with the organization today.

I still remember the day I was sent in for the client-interview with Logitech from Cognizant. I was strongly warned about “the interviewer(s)” who did not hesitate to ‘reject’ any candidate who was not up to the mark. The last rejection they made got escalated to the senior managements of both organizations. It all had built a heavy expectation into me. The interviewer came, asked questions that were seemingly tough, but kinda easy if we try a little.

Guess who the tough interviewer was? None but “Ramesh”. Clearing his interview made me become the one-and-only cognizant member of the-then ‘Team Ace’. Bees was not born and was not even conceived then.

Man, it was totally an awkward experience to be seated with these guys in the initial days – second floor – the current DCG bay. They spoke within themselves. They laughed together. Ramesh had a commanding language and looked more like a strict lecturer. [Now regardless of his commanding, ordering, shouting, screaming, or crying, we give only little ears 😉 ]. He did not even allow me to touch the code for so long. Under his leadership, I made my first check-in with much pride only after a month I joined. Kudos to him. 😉 He gave me a self-authored netrics setup document in which he missed two important double-quotes in the command line resulting in a non-terminated string, and I never setup the netrics successfully then. 😉

Ragu’s tone was adamant and for me he looked more of a ‘show-it-off’ natured guy, initially. For anything I tried to say in the initial days, he started replying something like – “No, In SCRUM,…” and went on to put all the reasons why my statement was not possible. He was one of the guys who were vocal during retrospective meetings and was the sole reason for prolonged retrospective and planning meetings. 😉 I still remember, in my first pre-planning meeting how he asked me to tell about myself, with a shrugging-off gesture – “it is just to break the ice!” which made me think if he was one of those Maucalay’s children. 😉

Murugan’s tireless and endless speech-giving abilities, made me think if I should buy a cotton roll. That one product orientation session he gave me was more than enough for the next one year. He was packed with so-much information, and I was afraid to go his side to say even a “hi” for few days. If I go to ask him a doubt, he’d ask me 5 other questions only with the good intention of making me understand the concept, but I’d feel feverish after those questions and run to my desk back. 😉 [But, it’s needless to say that these three above made into a great friends for me, ultimately!]

Thangaraj was a guy who I could speak with, normally. No fears. No show-offs. He introduced me the Unit testing concepts and guidelines. He explained the concepts well. But for whatever doubt I asked, he explained only about Unit testing. Kunal was okayish and helped at times, but with his wanna-be-MVP efforts (in which he was successful later) I could hardly get in touch with him.

Now It started to be worrisome. Either people in the team din’t talk. Or if they talked, they din’t stop. If they talked a little, they’re a show-off. No introduction in the technology. No introduction on the source code. To increase my diarrohea, the web solution contained 85 projects, and the platform solution contained 96 projects then. They allowed to write only little code. Later, they deleted that little piece, in the name of a Code review process. As additional overhead, this SCRUM blah-blah, they did stand-ups, sit-ups, and spent half of the sprint in meetings. (Moreover, they expected me to be on time for stand-ups.)

First we go for pre-planning meetings. Next day for a retro meeting. In the evening we go for the demo meeting. Next day, wholly on Planning meeting. In the middle of sprint, some design meetings. In the evenings, some impediment meetings and solution meetings with toronto counterparts. Meantime, Someone reported in retro to add technology learning meetings during a sprint. When all of this got over, Srini called for One-on-One meetings. If we take up a long breathe and come out, Management calls for a town-hall meeting. When we thought all the rain’s over, there came Cognizant calling for a monthly meeting. God bless you, my child!

In this situation, K2 was a sigh of relief for me. Seated next to him, he was my single point of contact for everything. Although he answered nothing, I liked him because he did not roar and he did not meow too. For me, He was like me. He laughed for anything I said, even if it did not make sense, or even if it was something sarcastic about him. He was the sole reason I learned Silverlight at first, and he was the sole reason why I could NOT master it yet. At first we both claimed to be from Erode, and then learned that I was actually from Vellakovil, and he was actually from Pungar-Colony NEITHER of which make into Erode’s locality.

He was soft-spoken. He never got angry. May be because, in his (work/real) life he dealt with girls, and he’s become smooth towards everyone. He adopted me as one of his close friends easily. Closer to the extent that he even allowed me to dig into his personal life experiences. He respected the relationship in everything except food-related matters. Not his fault. Our entire gang was so obsessed with food (esp., non-vegetarian) that we had killed generations of chicken and fishes so far. He is always available for help, outside. Especially during ‘office’ hours.

He never spoke much during meetings. But when he spoke, he had got a point. He never criticized anyone for the sake of gaining a name. He never showcased something he knew, rather he had let it out in actions. His soft nature was sometimes misinterpreted as being weak. [Like, my non-involvement in things being dubbed into a not-so-strong case 😉 Ahem, I should take right opportunities to talk about myself too 😉 ]. Technically, he remained strong and was open to new things.

His connection with the TCS office which was on the same floor was interesting. When he started liking second floor for particular reasons, we got moved to fifth floor. When we got moved back to second floor after months, the TCS had already vacated the building and moved off. God really disposes.

His English appeared funny for me from initial days. May be because, we both had funny accent those days. One day when the girl of his interest crossed his way, he wanted to exclaim about the coincidence – by “How great god is!” but instead he ended up yelling – “How god, great is!!” Man, we rolled on floor laughing, amidst his kicks. There is not a limit for the fun we had on elnet second floor, elnet fifth floor, elnet cafe, elnet water tank, Tidel park cafe, Tiruvanmiyur tea shops, the overhead bridge, Ascendas, etc. We had that charm together to make the moments into beautiful memories.

Hey K2, May you have happier moments and greater achievements, wherever you go – provided that we also have equally happier moments and equally greater achievements 😉

In your words, I wish we exclaim often together – “How god, great is“. 🙂

~ Boopalan Jayaraman ~

Note: I’d like to write further on my logitech memories, if time permits.

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | June 13, 2010

Yo! Back here!

By this post, I break the confidential agreement I had with Chetan Bhagat. Oh, man, won’t I look so ruthless if I refuse when someone almost begs me to stop writing for sometime, so that he can sell his books to a larger audience? Ok, stop staring now. Come on, give a smile, it was not damn funny, but little funny.

[Moral: Start with a cheesy joke while rejoining a place from where you went missing for an indefinite time. People will forgive ;-)]

Still staring? You won’t look at me like that, if you knew what all, this innocent creature [Hey look here, I’m referring to myself] had undergone in the meanwhile period.

You know, I was supposed to schedule a meeting with a girl from another team, sometime back. No, not for assembling a rocket or sort of things! But just a knowledge transfer as some useless people (like my lead) would call it. I sent an e-mail. No response from the thing, I mean, the girl. I called few times, but calls went unattended as dead as she was. I started typing an SMS for her from the-then-newly-bought HTC mobile. Oh, man, I was (yes, was!) always proud of its touch-screen features.

I had started to admire the auto-complete thing, it provides while I type the SMS. I type the word half, it brings it up. Yo! You should try this out! Multiple choices for same keystrokes? it is intelligent to bring up the frequently used word first, and pushes others next. Man, I m going to improve my productivity with that sort of thing in hand. Less messaging time – More work – Good appraisal – Good increment – Another new mobile – more features – again less time to message. Oh, how sweet! I’m coming, with that thought in mind!

Oh, sorry for being out of track! I sent an SMS to that girl – “Want to meet you for 10 minutes please. Urgent.” After sending, I just had my face filled with pride for typing it so fast, with one of the industry-best-auto-complete technologies. No response from the other party for long.  Oh, that girl is out of her mind, I thought. Okay, it is still better to re-check the outbox. Yep, the message is sent. See, it is in sent items. I open the message. Who blames my phone and network here? I read it for you. – “Want to meet you for 10 minutes pleasure. Urgent”. Okay? Hey what? Did I say “pleasure”? Was that “Pleasure” and not “please”?  I wanted to meet her for “10 minutes pleasure”? Urgent? Man, it is going to be a disaster with the meaning it brings.

My auto-complete had brought the word “Pleasure” instead of “Please” to the front. And I pressed it. Now it is – “Want to meet you for 10 minutes pleasure. Urgent”. I checked the message and the number. It did the job perfectly on that part. I hate this auto-complete feature. HTC – Suck you! Should I say explicitly, that the meeting never happened afterwards?

[Moral: Do not use the word “please” for sending a message to a girl. You’ll never know what you’ll end up with 😉 ]

You know, I always have this weakness of getting into a trap, thinking that I’d be going to be adventurous.

I was approaching the public exam of my higher secondary schooling. I, with my friends, was travelling by bus to a near-by town where some kind of special training was going on. Sure, I would not have accepted to go, if the girl (my crush) was not coming for it. But my boys gang [being poor at understanding me just like the subjects] sat somewhere near the last rows of the bus while the girl sat somewhere near the driver seat. [Schmucks, they don’t know how to come up in life!] I had to sit with them. Only one of my friends was sitting near the front door of the bus, which was near where the girls were seated, but the other seat was filled by my another class mate. I had to settle with my friends.

Half hour had passed by. The other class mate who was sitting with my friend [near front-door] came to us for a friendly chat. He said my friend was having a kind of vomiting sensation, since bus journey did not go well with him at that early morning. Oh, man, here was my chance! I could go sit near him, soothe him, take care of him, and save him from vomiting by having conversations. At the same time, I can have a look at the girl, smile at her, explain what I was doing there, blabber on subjects and try to look like a “friend-caring-subject-matter-expert”. Wow! Nice title!

I stood up to act swiftly. I told this guy – “Here is the plan -You sit in my place! I go there, take care of him, speak to him, and save him from vomiting by having conversations – for diverting his attention from it. That is the psychology. You know psychology? Oh, never mind!”

I was sitting with my friend near the front door in the next minute. The girl did not realize that I was there. Ok, let me start executing my action plan. I started speak to him and asked how he was feeling. As soon as he started explaining, I could not resist myself having my attention on the vomiting sensation. [‘Hey, what is rolling inside my stomach?’] I tried hard to divert our conversation topic. He had a lemon in his hand, to keep smelling it often so that he could resist his vomiting sensation. I asked him, ‘hey, what’s that stuff for?’ He said, “Just keep smelling it and one will be out of vomiting sensations, if any”, not stopping there, he brought that thing near my nose – for I could have “a test run”.

Uvveeeeeeee…..!!! Almost half of the bus was looking at me. Yep, I vomited on to the stairs of front door. The boost – energy drink, the Rotis I had during the breakfast, were there for others to see.  I wished that the girl had not heard of these happenings, but to my misfortune, she had promptly turned and noticed what were happening. I tried to smile, even though I was vomiting. Oh, now how is that! I’m smiling at a girl, with tears in eyes and a mouth full of vomiting stuff! I don’t want to picture that again in my lifetime.

[Moral: Don’t sit near your friend if he has a lemon on his hand]

Why I shared this story here is, thinking I’d be going to heroic, I get into traps sometimes. My recent project is kind of a backfire like the one above!! 😉

Talk to you later!

~ BJ ~

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | February 16, 2010

World Events – Amritsar Massacre

The Punjabis were quick to take to heart the lessons that revolution is a dangerous thing.

– Sir Michael O’Dwyer, in his book, India as I Knew It, 1925

Teach a lesson to the bloody browns!

What would you call yourself if you enjoy gunning down several lives, the so-called-enemies who try to attack you with deadly weapons, in a PlayStation or xBox? Cruel? Not quite so. But what would you call men who exhibit the same kind of excitement while gunning down people – real people with skin, blood, flesh, bones, life, relations and dreams? Since the formation of mankind, such animals always existed in history.

It was a period when India – a jewel in the crown of British kingdom – as called by the British, but was not quite treated so, had been seeking self-administration instead of a foreign rule.

On one April 13, an army officer, known by the name Brigadier Reginald Edward Harry Dyer, who was earlier commended for his work and was made a Companion of the Order of Bath [fourth most military senior], was trying to get a machine gun mounted on armored cars into a ground to meet ‘a revolutionary army’ (to say in his own words). He ultimately failed in moving the armored car via the relatively narrow entrance, and decided to march in only with his soldiers, 90 in headcount.

Brigadier Reginald Dyer was infamous for his orders and punishments during his command in Punjab. A few days back, an Englishwoman, a missionary [Miss Marcella Sherwood, if you are interested in the name] had reported of molestation in a street. Brigadier had then ordered in response, that whoever wished to cross the street during daytime should crawl by four on their bellies, its total length of around 140 meters. The order humiliated Indians and people gradually stopped using the street. Whoever lived in the street could not go out without climbing down from roofs at the other side of the house. No Doctor or Supplier was allowed into the street. He also authorized public whipping of Indians who came within the length of Lathi of English Policemen.

A mass of people, count varying from 5000 to 10000, who were unarmed and that included women and children, had gathered into a ground to protest by means of a public meeting the extraordinary measures by British such as Rowlatt act. Brigadier and Lieutenant Governor of Punjab firmly believed that there were signs of another revolt against British rule, and had earlier banned any gatherings. The ground was surrounded by houses and buildings, and had very few narrow entrances most of which were permanently locked. The remaining one was the entrance which Brigadier was marching in through.

As soon as he entered with his troops, Brigadier ordered his soldiers to fire at the mass gathering, without issuing any warning. Heavy casualties resulted since the firing was directed towards the thickest part of the gathering. Crowd was so thick that a bullet can penetrate into two or three bodies. People ran to the sides being desperate to escape and the firing was turned to the sides. Men, women, children, and animals which had gathered there, fell prey to the hungry mouths of the guns. Firing was continued till approximately 1400 rounds until they ran out of ammunition. Some of the people jumped into a well in the ground to escape the firing. [Later a total of 120 bodies were recovered from the well]. Stampede caused losses of many lives.

General Dyer, later reported his superiors that he was encountered by ‘a revolutionary army’ and decided to fire. He accepted that he had wanted to teach the people a lesson so that they would not rise against British rule. He also added that he would have used machine guns if it had been possible to move them inside. He did not take any steps to give aids the injured people on the ground, but responded “Certainly it was not my job. Hospitals were open, they could have gone there.

Lieutenant Governor of Punjab, Sir Michael O’Dwyer [who is quoted at the beginning of this post] agreed with the actions of General Dyer and wrote to him “Your action is correct. Lieutenant Governor approves”.

Indians were undoubtedly outraged by this incident, while most of the white population in India overlooked it. Some hailed General Dyer as “Saviour of Punjab” and applauded his suppression of another revolt. Following the pressure, British administration had put Dyer in the inactive list and reverted back his rank to Colonel.  A British newspaper – the Morning Post – started a sympathy fund for Dyer and collected over £ 30000. An American woman donated 100 pounds and said – “I fear for the British women there now that Dyer has been dismissed.

The event paved the way for Gandhi’s famous Non-Cooperation movement and also remained a motivation for a number of revolutionaries such as Bhagat Singh. The event, which was otherwise known as “Jallianwala Bagh Massacre”, remained an important tragic event in Indian history that evoked thoughts on freedom nationwide.

In 1925, Sir Michael O’Dwyer wrote in his book – the quote in the beginning of the post – that Punjabis quickly learnt the lesson from this incident. After 15 years, in 1940, he was assassinated in response to the massacre by Udham Singh – a Punjabi.

Gandhi the-great-soul, after the incident, said “the impossible men of India shall rise and liberate their Motherland”.

I believe, the above statement still holds true to this very moment.

~ BJ ~

References:,, Gandhi – movie.

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | October 31, 2009

My experiments with truth (and lie) – Part II

Posted on MOTA a while ago

Wonder why part II?

I thought of posting these pics in the middle of points.. But already the post had threatened to grow larger, and I did not do.

So, posting it here..! This post do not contain any lies. 🙂


Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | October 31, 2009

My experiments with truth (and lie)..

Posted on MOTA a while ago.

Well, Savi & Kavi make me write, again.

I tried to present here twenty-four facts about me, which very few people on earth know, and a lie which, for now, only I am aware of.

1. I had been a bell-boy in my primary schooling – 5th standard. It was a respectable job that time, and there was an indirect competition to hold that position among us. I did all my schooling in two government schools at my hometown. Nice phase of my life.

2. I was not able to do ’subtraction’ properly right from the beginning of my schooling – especially at the concept of borrowing-from-next-digit and subtracting. My mother used to bang on my head and pinch on my thighs, but none could shake my spirit of doing additions instead of subtractions. [I knew only addition better. So, for every subtraction problem, i would do addition first. ;-) ]

3. I like Tamil. I like to be idetified as a Tamil. I strongly believe that studying in one’s own mother tongue would greatly improve his/her thinking abilities and creativity.

4. I had the strange habit of sucking my right thumb along with rotating my hair in the front, during sleep, till my sixth standard.

5. I’m a son (the only son) of my father’s second wife. My dad is bigamy. My step-mother and my mother are sisters. I have a brother and two sisters (born to periamma).

6. I prefer drinking tea over coffee. I like pakodas / bondas that my mother prepares when it rains heavily out.

7. I used to paint. But the hobby stopped gradually.

8. My father never had hit me – from my childhood to now – for any reasons. I used to start crying just if he scolded.[Now, no effect!]

9. I and my father watched only one movie together in a theatre so far. That movie was – ‘The Lost world’ (Jurassic Park sequel)

10. I did not know what was the usage of word “should” even after getting to college. I learnt to form complete sentences in english only during second semester. [before that, only memorizing the paragraphs]. For the first two semesters, I was made the representative of the class (because I was the topper). But the moment I start speaking in front of the class, the class will start laughing rolling on the floor. To make the matters worse, English lecturer would read out loud each one’s exam paper, and make fun. Once, When my paper neared, I said I had vomiting sensation, left the class, returned only after her period was over. Friends said she had not read out my paper since I was not there.

11. I presented a paper on the usage of GPS receivers for automated vehicle system, et al, in IIT Roorkee and NIT Trichy. The same had been invited to European Navigation Conference, but I did not attend. I enjoyed a little special status in my college because of this. To an extent that, I and other three members were invited by Police Force [Special Task Force] – to capture the then bandit (now late) Veerapan using technology. My college E.O and the task force leader were class-mates, and E.O spoke about us to them. By the time we understood what they wanted, they had already encountered Veerapan and buried.

12. Two girls had proposed me – during my college days.

13. My favorite kings from the history are – Rajendra Chola & Raja Raja Chola.

14. My favorite Tamil historical Novel is ‘Ponniyin Selvan’ which touches upon the part of life of Raja Raja Chola. I like reading Sherlock Holmes collections.

15. I maintain a mini-library in home – contains Technology Books, Tamil-historical & English Novels, General Books. Books are my friends. My two Laptops are girl-friends ;-)

17. I was an angry but equally romantic kid during my primary schooling. I used to keep iron-design pieces from my father’s workshop then, for playing. Once one of my class mates (4th standard) made an insulting fun, and I banged with that iron-piece on his head. On the other side of my schooling, I used to kiss my mama’s daughter inside the room, while our parents sit in the hall. [She passed away two years ago]

18. Once I was playing cricket during 12th standard. There came a ball for an easy hit. My bat swung. A kid who was merely watching the game, came running from behind, and I hit it on his face. I stood guilty while the boy screamed with blood on his face. My brother undertook medical expenditure for him. But the scar in his face? He is not going to forget me. I started forgetting that game.

19. I intentionally kept myself out of MOTA for sometime. Do not ask reasons. [I know you won’t]

20. My favorite movies are – “Anbe Sivam” (Kamalahaasan), “Pursuit of happyness” (Will smith). Although I watched many better movies after them.

21. I did little business in the short period – before joining the company after college. I wrote a software and sold for Rs.10000, to one of the spinning mills in my hometown. Heard after sometime, that they had to re-install the operating system in few months. [Not sure why ;-) ]

22. The theme of my final year project was the theme of my paper. We designed a small vehicle that is assisted by a GPS receiver. The vehicle never moved in its life time. Towards the final demo, GPS receiver breathed its last. It stopped working. And I had to run a predefined program in the computer that already had “hard-coded” GPS values. I animated them to move up as if they were live entries from GPS. However, assessor appeared doubtful of something.

23. My favorite non-vegetarian food is Parota and Ginger chicken curry.

24. I hate when people value money more than their own security, life and happiness.

25. I develop attachments towards people / objects around me. I am senti-mental (as kavitha would term it)

And, all ye people want to know who is next in line? Let me pass it to “Abhi”. Someone wake him up and tell this news!

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | July 19, 2009

My favourite dialogues..

“Ultimately, we’re all dead men. Sadly, we cannot choose how but, what we can decide is how we meet that end, in order that we are remembered, as men. ” – Proximo

“Some of you are thinking that you won’t fight. Others, that you can’t fight. They all say that, until they’re out there” – Proximo

“What we do in life, echoes in eternity” – Maximus

“At my signal, unleash hell.” – Maximus

Maximus: You would fight me?
Commodus: Why not? Do you think I am afraid?
Maximus: I think you’ve been afraid all your life.

“My name is Maximus Decimus Meridius, commander of the Armies of the North, General of the Felix Legions, loyal servant to the true emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Father to a murdered son, husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my vengeance, in this life or the next. ” – Maximus

Commodus: Have I missed it? Have I missed the battle?
Marcus Aurelius: You have missed the war.
Commodus: Father, congratulations. I shall sacrifice a hundred bulls to honor your triumph.
Marcus Aurelius: Save the bulls. Honor Maximus. He won the battle.

Marcus Aurelius: Won’t you accept this great honor that I have offered you?
Maximus: With all my heart, no.
Marcus Aurelius: Maximus, that is why it must be you.

[Reference: IMDb]

Posted by: Boopalan Jayaraman | July 19, 2009

The Haunted Manor…

It was just 9.30 PM, not too late in the night for us IT coolies – species’ which usually knock the door of home at midnight – only to see the great-Khali-like face of its mother / wife. Sometimes I wondered if the ghostly figures [if ever existed] which ruled the world of nightmares once, have started departing the world because we invaded their time and space.

I was alone in the floor. Not something new. I used to bang my head against the monitor messing up pieces of code – transforming them from the state of being ‘unlikely-to-work’ code to ‘never-going-to-work’ code, at midnights till sometime ago – every time alone in the floor. But that practice gradually decreased after hearing something – a rumor or real story – that a person in the same floor took several sleeping pills notwithstanding the work stress and made a successful expedition to the underworld on one fine Friday night. That the body was not disturbed for two holidays, found to be dead only by Monday early morning and was taken away. All happened some two years ago.

Several interesting stories, from then, started floating around. That the guard, who visited for formal check in all the floors a midnight, heard some strange noises of vessels continually falling and rolling down in topmost floor (cafeteria). The shivering guard almost ran through stairs and reached ground floor to join fellow guards. Next early morning, being able to bring some courage, he visited the cafeteria with another guard [guard-to-guard?] to check what had happened last night. The vessels were placed where they used to be, and seemed to be undisturbed. There was no sign of a single vessel having rolled / fallen, leaving the guard more puzzled.

One of my colleagues reportedly had seen the movement of rolling-sun-slides on the glass window, as if they were opened by two (invisible) hands. Certainly not moved by these stories, I used to sit alone. I was usually courageous, at least, till the clock struck 10.30 PM everyday. Since it was only 9.30, thinking it was too early to be afraid, and believing there could not be a better ghost than me in appearance and behavior, I was sitting there attending a personal call. A person crossed my workstation and just went inside (taking a right turn behind the wall). It was a familiar face although I did not know who and I did not care to know who.

I continued to concentrate on some naughty sites rather than on code as usual and was brought back to senses by few maintenance personnel who were switching off lights in the areas except mine. After they left, I got puzzled to see them having switched off all the lights except those in my area. The question was – what happened to the person who just went inside? I did not see him leaving the floor. He did not return after he went inside. And there were very less chances that I get into slumber-mode in office in evening times, as I usually get into it after lunch. So I was sure that I was awake enough to see any moving object. So, I got up and went in to see myself if he was there.

I doubted if he had left by another door in the darker opposite side, but the door was an emergency door and so not used as of my knowledge. As I went inside, I could not see the person anywhere. I went near the door to check if it could be opened.  The lock was there with a pasted print-out smiling at me saying ‘Use this only at emergency times’. The lock was sealed and the seal was intact.

I rushed out of the floor and office.

I was always like a curious kid who would ask for all kinds of dreadful real stories in day times, and ‘wet the bed’ shivering in night times.

Just before this incidence, I started reading more about theories of ghosts, haunting, their unexplained appearance and disappearance, the view of science over those useful/less ghosts. One of such books was – ‘Mankind and the mysteries’ (Tamil) – by Madhan [a popular history and science writer in Tamil, famous cartoonist, dialogue and story writer for few films]. The book touches upon the invisible powers that were witnessed in the earth – such as ghosts, telepathy, teleportation, Premonition, UFO, etc. Probably few of our mates here would have gone through it. Based on the explanations found there, I started hunting for them over internet to see the base of those claims.

Haunting of the manor… through forthcoming posts…

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