25 January 2014

Houston crowd

It was a little late by the time the meetings ended. But that did not deter a couple of my friends and their families to come and meet me. Subrata and I went to middle school together. Nirmalya (much younger than me) used to play together with my brother and myself and other neighbors every summer when he visited his uncle – who was my neighbor! The last time I saw his daughter was when she was barely standing up in his apartment. Now she is a sixth grader!!

That was one of the best Indian food I had. And certainly the most awesome β€œadda”!! Also, I can’t remember the last time three forty-something Bengali guys sat down with so little hair to show for themselves πŸ™‚

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24 January 2014

No cellphone?

Remember yesterday how I ran into an old friend and sat down for a cup of coffee in the terminal before we split? There was a very interesting side story that happened at the cafe that I never mentioned.

Tom and I sat down at the first cafe we could find – actually it was a bar – and he ordered a diet coke and I, a coffee. As we finished up our chatting, I asked the guy at the bar – who seemed to be our age – if he could do us a favor and take a picture on my phone. You could see that something was not right. He took the phone and had the screen facing us. He asked “which buttons do I press? I do not have a cellphone. I do not know how these things work”. Just as I started saying “turn it the other way and press the big white circle on the screen”, a fellow passenger on my left offered to take the picture. And that is what we did. That is the picture you saw.

Couple of minutes later as Tom and I started wrapping up, it struck me – did the guy really say he does not have a cellphone? He probably meant a smartphone. So, I hollered at him and asked “What do you mean you do not have a cellphone?” Much to the surprise of everybody sitting around he said “Never did. Never will”. I persisted “You do not have a cellphone?”. “No sir. Just a landline. Don’t want a cellphone”.

Totally amazed, I went “Wow! We will need to drag you to the twenty first century one of these days”. And the lady on Tom’s right yelled back – “No. Let him be there”. Evidently, a lot more people think of cellphone as a nuisance factor. Just when everybody in America is thinking of getting out of landlines and have a cellphone only….

Unfortunately, we had to leave soon. I had a office meeting coming up. Tom had a flight to catch.

I am going to go back to that cafe and find that guy out. I have a lot of interesting questions for him. I am sure he has some cool stories.

If any of you go to Atlanta airport, check out Cafe Intermezzo in Terminal B (it is near the center of the terminal) and ask for Jason. You can identify him by his shoulder level hair. I have no doubt he will regale you on why he does not want a cellphone…

24 January 2014

I never get old of meeting this guy…

Wherever I go, I try to make time to meet old friends that crossed my path. Because I have decided that is important to me. But in places where I have a lot of friends, that becomes a difficult optimization problem πŸ™‚

However, there are a few guys guy, I will meet anytime I go to Dallas. This time , I had enough time to meet one of them. Why do I make time for him?

Maybe it is his long hair (Heaven knows, I have none)
Maybe it is his tall height (God knows I am not)
Maybe the fact he spends so much time with wife and two daughters (I know I don’t with mine)

But an hour with Larry Mason – now that is something I will go the end of the world for.

Last time we met a few months back, it was about how to set up my website. This time we spent discussing horror stories of Dell support, Microsoft support and yes, stupid Apple policies!!!

Mr. Mason, you are one of the best! Even if only your feet get to travel first class πŸ™‚

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23 January 2014

Following your passion…

Saw Tammi after – oh! probably 10 years? I still remember the first day she showed up for work in my team in 1996 or so – I was asking myself “How the heck do you pronounce Gagne”? πŸ™‚ We worked together for a few years and then she quit to raise her family.

What was delightful to learn was how one fine day, she decided to follow her passion – teaching. While raising her two kids, she got herself thru the teaching exams and certification and is now a high school teacher for math and physics!! Maybe I should get some ideas for my puzzle section from her next time πŸ™‚

Speaking of courage to follow your dreams, she took it upon herself to be a bodybuilder and went on to become a regional champ a few years back. To put it in perspective, I still go to the gym only to take a shower πŸ™‚

We had a great hour or so catching up on our families, old team mates and life in general. I admire her ability and courage to pursue her dreams. True happiness can only come from being who you are. Not what you think others think you are. Or should be.

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23 January 2014

The upsides of going to the restroom

An hour and half into the return flight to Atlanta, I was going thru one of those questions that always vex me in these 2-3 hour flights. Especially after a couple of cups of coffee. The question was “Go to the restroom now or wait till we land and use the ones in the airport”. I know, I know, my mind is preoccupied with too many little questions πŸ˜‰ In my defense, once in a while I do wonder about big questions – a la Adrian Mole – like “Is God married?” πŸ™‚

In any case, today, I decided to be safe than sorry. And I am glad I did. As I was walking back from the restroom, I bumped into a very old friend of mine – Tom Groom – sitting right in the first row with his Beats in his ears and pecking away on his MacBook.

We could not talk much in the plane. But after we got down, he had just enough time to grab a coffee with me, sit down and catch up before he scooted for his connecting flight – and I headed back to office for another day of meetings.

The serendipitous nature of how these intersection points get created is mind boggling.

Maybe I should go to the restrooms more often πŸ˜‰

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23 January 2014

Now that is how you look at life..

Sitting in a plane a few minutes before we take off, I lobbed a call and the following conversation took place:
“David?”
“Yes?”
“This is Rajib here. Rajib Roy”
“Hey Rajib! What’s up?”
“Just checking on you. Love your running updates. By the way, is it not your birthday today?”
“Indeed! The big 50!”
“Happy Birthday!! Big 50 huh? Feeling old”?
“Nope ! Now I get to the 50-55 group in races. Best chance to pick up some medals”!!

Only a runner would think that way!!! What a great attitude!!
Thank you for a great start to the day, David!!

15 January 2014

“e” to the power of “i” multiplied by “pi” equals minus one !!

A long day in DC was getting over. Speaking at an event in the morning? Check! Long customer meeting in the afternoon? Check! Business dinner in the evening? Check! Now what? What better time than to dig up one more of those “intersection points”?

I am really glad I called Venkat (or as he is called now – Ram) and asked if he had time to meet after dinner. Not only did he agree, he gracefully volunteered to travel for 45 minutes to come to the city. I was going to travel to meet him but he would have nothing of it.

A great energizing meeting. We were deep in our discussions when we realized it was nearly midnight and we called it a night. It is not often that I can hear somebody talk about the concept of religion in terms of De Moivre’s theorem. Somehow we got talking about the futility of trying to explain the precepts of religion and spirituality with the constructs of pre-frontal cortex based rationale and reason.

That is when he talked about how something as irrational as “e” (he had a great way of explaining “e” in terms of compounded interest compounded every infinitesimally small time intervals) raised to the product of another irrational number “pi” – nature’s great truth of an unchanging ratio of any circle, big or small – multiplied by an imaginary number “i” – gives us something very rational and something our mind can process – minus one! The point being there are various truths that reside outside our mind’s ability to comprehend thru rational tools.

Also, we had a discussion on why “i” is completely mislabeled as “imaginary”. It is perfectly a good number that has real life practical uses. It is just that our minds cannot process that concept or whatever that number is. So it is more an “unimaginable” number than an “imaginary” number!!!

Of course, we also talked about other sundry things like common friends we have from the past. Speaking of our past, Venkat and I met first in 1989. I was a senior (fourth year) and he was a freshman (first year) in IIT Madras. In fact, we were in the same dorm (hostel). Then I ran into him again for a few years in the first start up I worked in Dallas. In fact, we were part of the same software development team!!

And then nearly fifteen years later, I got to see him again last night!!!

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14 January 2014

Side benefits…

Came to speak at an event in DC. Ended up meeting a long lost friend, philosopher and guide. Met Hari last in April 1983! He was one year senior to me in my MBA school. Following his guidance, I went for a summer training in COSL. And then following his advise, I took up a job there a year later. One of the dream places as a first job. Great learning, great people, great technologies! Could not have received better advice.

Nearly 21 years later, Hari still looks the same and as that same infectious loud laughter. The only difference is that he has become a hotshot CIO in DC area now!! I had totally forgotten that he married a colleague and friend of mine. (I am sure Mala is going to kill me). Otherwise, I would have made efforts to meet her too!

An interesting find this evening….
Hari yesterday played golf (he is big into golf) in California with a friend of his. A little bit of prodding led to the discovery that his friend’s wife worked in my team in i2!!!

It was absolutely fabulous getting to see him after nearly 21 years and reconnecting…

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13 January 2014

Backpacker of 89 countries.. and counting…

Another goal fulfilled – quite accidentally and again thanks to Facebook – during this trip to India was to meet up with my friend Shridhar Sethuram. We studied MBA together in IIM-A and frankly I would not say we were very close those days. However, it is his arc of life after the MBA days that has fascinated me. He has achieved a lot that I have been dreaming for some time. I have been trying to look for an opportunity to be in the same city as he for quite some time. Finally, managed it in Bombay. He was gracious enough to join Sharmila and myself for breakfast at the Executive Lounge in JW Marriott.

I cannot recollect ever going to meet a friend with paper and pen in hand. I had my questions ready. It was more of an hour and half of interview than meeting really. I also brought Sharmila since I thought he shared with me the same traits that led her to call me “quirky”. Her verdict, at the end of the day, was that Shridhar is myself on steroids πŸ™‚

We were scheduled to meet at 7:30am and he showed up on the dot at 7:30. When thanked for showing up on time (I did not want to miss a single minute of my time with him), he pointed out that he has trained himself to be on time – everywhere, without fail. Sharmila looked at me and rolled her eyes πŸ™‚ (major source of argument at my home – I insist on being on time always πŸ™‚ ).

We have all learnt geography in our elementary schools. And sitting in those classes, we often thought dreamy eyed about visiting those esoteric country names we had to learn about. Except, Shridhar actually did it. Fascinated from elementary days geography, he started visiting different countries every year after we left school. Every year, he takes time off multiple times, brings his backpack out and hits the road. Evidently, he never plans out his visit – just shows up in the country with the visa and starts asking around people and uses buses, autos, bikes whatever he can. He has so far covered 89 countries. Is planning to hit 100 soon. One marvelous thing I learnt : “What if you cannot get any local help?”. “Rajib, anywhere you go – even in the shadiest areas, people always – ALWAYS – want to help you. Especially, if they realize you are not from their parts of the world”. “How about local language?” “We figure it out”. That has to be the greatest sense of adventure of all.

The pictures from his backpacking can be found at his blogsite http://www.backpackthrulife.com

One virtue Shridhar said backpacking has taught him is the sense of simplicity. When your entire life has to be packed in a bag, you quickly can get rid of the “extra” stuff in life and get tremendously focused. He goes around in Bombay (he works in an investment firm) in his bicycle!! (Not the motorized kind!!)

So, I asked him if there was anything he picked up locally that has stuck with him. “Dancing”, he said. It would appear that both of us were blessed with two left legs when it came to dancing. And both of us have been to more Latin countries more number of times than most of our friends. While, I stayed away from the dance floor, he saw that as a hindrance to understanding local people. Got himself a teacher and now has been dancing for six years!! I think I am going to still take a pass on that one πŸ™‚

And thus the morning rolled on… from his marathon runs to yoga practices to meditation. About thirty minutes were spent on exchanging our views on the “Art of Living”. We jousted on the concept of classes for Yoga (I am against any form of group classes – I believe that when a student is ready, he or she will seek his or her guru). We delved into the essence of spirituality versus religion, the true purpose of Yoga – stretching or meditation, value of poetry versus music and such topics that most people would be utterly bored by.

But for me, I finally met somebody that I have immensely admired and would absolutely love to take a few steps with in this short life.

Do you think backpacking in a new country with Shridhar should be added to my bucketlist for the sabbatical year that is coming up?

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