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Wednesday, December 09th, 2009 | Author:

Hello Folks,

It’s competition time again! Since Harish has patented the idea of blogging contests, we thought we should have something new (don’t worry, the blogging contest will also be held).

Here are the details:

Contest:

Best Idea for an Internet Company

Format in which you should present the idea:

Compulsory:

Idea – What is your idea?

Problem statement – What is the problem you are trying to solve?

Competition – Name the three sites that pose the most competition for your idea.

Uniqueness – What makes your idea different from the competition?

Optional

Revenue Model – How will the idea generate money?

Scope of Expansion – How will the idea grow?

Prizes:

1 prize for the best ideaRs5,000.

Last date for submission of idea:

December 21, 2009 (Monday)

Date of declaration of prizes:

December 23, 2009 (Wednesday)

Judges: Piyush, Harish and Swapna

How to submit your idea:

  1. Go to http://sites.google.com/a/vedainformatics.com/what-an-idea-sirji/ (you will have to log in using your veda mail ID and password)
  2. When the site opens, you will see a “create page” tab on the top right-hand side of the page. Click the “create page” tab.
  3. When the new page opens, write the name of your idea. (Do not change the default setting of “web page” and “Put page at the top level”)
  4. Click on create page
  5. When the new page opens, put down your idea
  6. Click the “save” tab

So start thinking! Airtel ko chodo aur Idea apnao!

All the best,

Priya.

Tuesday, October 13th, 2009 | Author:

Okay here’s another killer for all of you (including for Mr Ghoda… hiin hiin hiin)

Why is marriage a blunder for women?

Category: Killers  | Tags: , ,  | 9 Comments
Monday, September 28th, 2009 | Author:

In which country are people waiting all the time?

Category: Killers  | 3 Comments
Thursday, September 17th, 2009 | Author:

Why is non-veg food more popular than veg food?

Category: Killers  | 5 Comments
Monday, June 01st, 2009 | Author:

Okay, so this is an effort at writing a limerick (in case you cant recognize it as one after reading it). It has been inspired by Microsoft’s “bing.com” (how it is any better than Google is beyond me).

Bing is going over my head

And Google has been my butter ‘n bread

The only way to make me unhitch

And get me to make this taxing switch

Is if they’d call it “Bong” instead.

All I’d like to say in my defense is that I have very little time… given a little more, I would be a poet genius (no no not gene-ass).

Sunday, February 01st, 2009 | Author:

“Think cold.” That’s what I used to say to myself (in my mother’s voice) every time something went wrong. It probably wasn’t meant to be a motto, but it evolved into one… not just a motto, but a way of life, a philosophy. But I am getting ahead of myself. So, let me step back a few years to explain.

When I was a child, we lived in an area where not having electricity for six to ten hours a day was not unusual. In the heat of the Delhi summer, just when we were ready to get into bed, everything would go dark. And we would prepare for another night of having to sleep without even a fan. Whenever I complained about the heat, my mother would say (most unmoved by my plight), “Think cold.” That was her way of saying, “Yes, I know it’s hot. Yes, it’s miserable to sweat through the night. But there is nothing we can do about it. Complaining will only make it worse.” So, I would lie down and think of swimming in a pool or of drinking a cold glass of lemonade. And guess what. It actually stopped being hot.

For more than a decade, I believed in that. Every time something went wrong, I would say to myself “THINK COLD.” And that philosophy made things better for me. You could say I was in the “blue” phase. Little did I realize that I had come to accept several things as “that’s how it’s always been” or “I can’t do anything about it.”

It was only when I was a little older that I began questioning things. I think that was my “red” phase. There was disgust and anger for how things were run in the country, the stringent rules that society had laid down for people to live by, the discrimination that was lashed out based on money, gender and color as well as the people who were not in the “questioning” mode. The rebellious phase had me totally discontent, very different from the “blue” phase.

Then one fine day, a beautiful thing happened. I was in the driver’s seat and I felt the fire from the sun on my face. It came to dawn on me that when things go wrong, it’s not always another who is responsible for fixing them. I am responsible. I began to seek out problems and greeted them with passion. And then made choices about which of them I would attempt at fixing. Somewhere between contentment and discontent lies orange… the fire that drives us to make the world a better place. If something angers us deeply or if we feel passionately about something going wrong, that’s the cue. The problems and shortcomings are there for us to take responsibility for and help fix.

I have chosen the wounds I want to dream of healing and the problems I wish to try alleviate. And now, when I see something going wrong… I have the faith that someone, somewhere is rolling up his sleeves to fix it… someone, somewhere is painting his face orange.

Monday, December 01st, 2008 | Author:

The Mumbai terrorist attack…52 hours of terror. 52 hours of panic. 52 hours of alarm. 52 hours of shock. Does it end there? What are we supposed to do now? Get back to our everyday lives pretending that nothing has changed? Why is it that I can no longer go to a restaurant or a mall without wondering what it would be like to be shot there?

One corrupt politician is replaced by another. What is that, anyway… a pacifier? How is it that people come into our home, wreck our house and we don’t do anything about it? When will we wake up? When will we stop looking the other way?

I heard this song many, many years ago. It holds more meaning for me now than ever before. Was wondering if anyone else in here feels the way I do.

Blowin’ In The Wind

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
Yes, ‘n’ how many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

How many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, ‘n’ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, ‘n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

How many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea?
Yes, ‘n’ how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, ‘n’ how many times can a man turn his head,
Pretending he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind,
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

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Thursday, November 06th, 2008 | Author:

There’s something that I have been pondering over and thought I’d pose the question to you. Would be great to hear what all of you think. It’s something I read as part of an email signature.

What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail?

PS. You cant write a whole list. Just one thing that you would attempt to do.

Category: Thoughts  | Tags: ,  | 6 Comments