Granny and her Science

The beauty of India doesn’t lies in in it’s metropolis rather its soul lies in it’s villages and their cultural traditions, relationship and affection they put in their families – Ruskin bond.

I hope all of us agree with the statement above right !!. How many of you had this privilege of living in village or being brought up in joint families ?

In the process of growing up from toddler to kids into adolescence, knowingly or unknowingly we develop a more deeper affinity towards that one person in the family whom we admire the most.

So how many of you here are mom’s kid and daddy’s princess ?

I’m neither of them, I’m the Granny’s child. I can see some weird faces. It’s not like my parents had abandoned me. It’s a different story.

So yeah, I used to live with my granny till I left for high school. And that’s nearly two decades I have spent with her. And I was grateful for her unconditional love and her teachings.

I think we all of us have this preconceived notion that people who are senile tend to be more superstitious n we hardly pay serious heed to their suggestion and end up taking them for granted.
But, it took me years to realise that “Expertise can never be bought and shall never be ignored”.

Let me narrate few examples from my life —

As a kid when I used to return home after evening tution classes I was advised to take bath prior to dinner or else, the entire thing you are eating ends up getting into a dog’s stomach ( that’s what my granny believed). But, As a hungry kid I did the complete opposite. However it’s when I was in my 10th grade I realised having bath after supper creates a pressure difference between atmospheric pressure and ur body pressure which in turn leads to blood in stomach getting circulated to various parts of body leading to indigestion. Granny was right.

I was told as a kid to –

Always make up my bed every morning, and hang on the wet towels after using to dry up, which I never did

Never ever skip your breakfast , which I used to do frequently.

Do at least 20-25 crunches and sit-ups each day, which I completely ignored.

And, then I left for my +2 to a city and used to stay in college dorms. But, it’s there I realized skipping the morning meal is making me lethargic and if done on daily can even can lead to type-1 diabetes. And each day when I used to return from classes I could see the messy bed staring at me and the crushed wet towel oozing scents of lavenders all the entire room. Soon I realized making your bed early morning is the simplest thing one can do as it brings out positive vibes. Granny was again right.

Year 2012- Andhra University – Vizag

This time my granny was not happy as I was moving very far to a distant city and could not visit her often.
I was advised to never involve in any feuds, stay grounded and humble. Never betray anyone, and if you do so God will snatch something in larger proportion than what you actually did. Work hard, Anything that comes easy goes easy. I was like okay.

We used to have this very famous food vendor called as sekhar baddi who used to sell delicious south Indian snacks ‘mirapakai bajji’. The very good thing about this guy was he always used to bill after having the snacks and he barely keeps an account on the count of snacks every customer had. Mostly, he bills by the number what the customer says. That’s the trust he has on his customers. However, we all have this gang of friends who always involves in doing some fabulous stuff each time. We always used to pay for n-1 or n-2 bajjis we had. And this continued. Somewhere a bit of guilt started to advice me, I was being involved in betraying him. …….and It was second semester of college and I bought this brand new fatty textbook of B.S.Grewal Engg mathematics. Unfortunately, I forgot to keep it in a safe place. Before I could even realize that sem is approaching I was depressed to see the textbook being robbed.

But, it’s after few weeks I found there was a science behind this story too. Can someone guess what would it be ?


It’s Newtons third law, For every action in the world there is an equal and opposite reaction.

And this time I realized that granny was not again right. Rather, she was always right.

It’s been few months she left for her heavenly abode, but her principles and words of wisdom always strikes a chord and resides in me.

It’s ironical that how we are surrounded by these people with minds full of wisdom and decades of personal expertise, but how many of us sincerely utilize then rather we end up searching for words of wisdom, helath tips in pages of Instagram and Facebook feeds.

A small conversation with these beautiful old souls can enlighten you with knowledge that is worth a million bucks.

Let’s take sometime out of our busy schedules to spend some quality time with these senile kids.

Let’s raise a toast to all those beautiful grandparents who made our summer vacations much more beautiful.

Thank you.


Couch potato learning to bake .

It’s been few decades of existence on this beautiful planet for all of us . How many of you feel that you have an kick-ass intro about yourself ?
In general I believe there exists two kinds of people. 1 – who doesn’t need an introduction 2 – who doesn’t have any. I belong to the second set. When I contacted my mentor about the ingredients that needs to be a part of my ice breaker. I was told you need to tell about yourself,your past,misc. etc. Believe me this is the world’s only toughest and trickiest question that doesn’t have a definite answer. When I started to write down few aspects of my journey, all i could find is high volume of debatable decisions taken by driving higly on impulses.
Let me start with my demographics. I hail from a small town located in mid coastal regional of Andhra Pradesh. Basically a small townboy.
To make it a bit chronological and easier for me, I have divided it into two. First, Shaj. V.1.0 – Default and no compatible mode. Shaj V.2.0 – In Beta phase – Agile mode.
@V.1.0 –
Lazy,shy,afraid,stubborn,jealous,mundane,less work more comfort seeker, unsocialized, what pops up in your heads when you hear all these words ? Do they share something in common ? What do a person having all these traits most likely to do ?
So, have you ever seen a master procrastinator? You are just watching. I was a Mr.procstinator. Let me give an example to justify my title. When I first entered ITB as a guest the president of ITB was Mr.Punch. When I initiated talks to join ITB, it was Mr.Soumojit. Now, when I really joined.Its Mr.Adarsh. So, in time span of my thoughts converting into action. 3 guyz have flipped the chair of ITB prez. Kudos! to myself ryt .
The 3 Non venial mistakes/decisions of my life.
1. I was really great at both acads and sports till I left school. It was when I have joined into this excavation programme’s of gold digging under name of aakash, resonance, fiitjee. I was like ‘kaash – I wouldn’t have entered aakash, and fiitje was unfit for me. I realised I was not resonating at the same natural frequency I used to post high school. And, I have successfully screwed two crucial years that are pivotal in ones journey.
2. I should had hold on to my stubborn attitude and should have adhered to it at that point in time when my inner instincts were not sure about my choice of bachelor’s. I was interested in arts and economics. But, I graduated out of a state university as a Mechanical Engineer to work in field that has nothing related to my degree. The only thing similar was the word frames in both mechanical and mainframes.
3. Taking things for granted. I was brought up by a beautiful lady who was an epitome of love and kindness. She ensured I got the best of the best in each n every aspect of my life. But, in contrary I failed to reciprocate the same. I was sitting in a cubicle and was solving abends and issues , partying weekends and merry making while she was going through her last phase. I regret that LOPs I haven’t taken.
It’s been 6 months, I have made few amendments to my default daily catalogue. I stopped hitting the snooze button early morning. I started pestering my mind to take up that work which it always fears about. I’m trying to adapt myself to environments I have never been to. I stopped to regret about things I have no control on. I began to raise my voice against my inner self which is always busy in deceiving me to procrastinate.
I started to socialize, initiate conversation with strangers and build a rapport, I started to take that solo trip which was always frightening. And the very first journey taught me a lesson, I missed the train in a nail biting encounter because of the preconceived notion that Indian Railways are always gonna be late. And all of a sudden I realized that I was left stranded at a midnight hour on a national highway with only few bucks in my wallet, and then from no where my mobile started yelling ‘Please feed me! I’m hungry!!!’ . All I could do was to stop each and every vehicle and present the best of my vocal skills..!!
Thanks to the guy who accepted my bribe..😉
All the way I was unhappy about the way I had spent my teens and started off in early 20’s. But now when I retrospect, all I could find is a list of things that I shall not do at any cost. Which inturns makes me take much sophisticated decisions.
It’s when you realize that you have nothing to loose you unleash the beast in you. Taking up things that fears you helps you to instill a sense of confidence in youurselves and brings out positive vibes.
I started shredding off that ounce of laziness and being a couch potato on weekends.
How many of us here are comfort seeker’s,(🖐️). In gerneral we crave for a easy cake, but when God gives us egg,batter,oil,bowl,oven,icing,and pan we get discouraged and leave the kitchen. But, it’s that effort of ours put in bakes the best cake ever we have been craving for.
So yeah, I have been pathetic at many things in my career including public speaking. I started off to sort them out now. I knew I started off late.
However, It’s always better late than never


Tryst with my first work place.

It was around 6.00 PM in the evening – just past dusk. I remember myself relaxing in a wooden cradle on the terrace top with a cup of home made vermicelli,watching the sun just leaving his office as he has done with the chores.
Fast forward one year into the present – I still remember it as one of the last most beautiful twilight I have watched for a long time.
Perhaps, that was an omen. Yeah I believe in omens. May be he[the sun] was trying to convey that we may never meet again in such peace .

Now an other 365 days have crossed down the lane, but we [me and the dusk] seldom meet for long conversations. Things have changed. Nowadays, When I sign-off from my
work compressing my forefinger on a device that turns from red to green, his[sun’s] brother would have already taken the charge of this universe and he greets me with a smile as ever – The mighty moon.

Nostalgia interspersed with anecdotes of training days overcame the harsh days of working phase. And my inner conscience voiced out to put the thoughts down.

So, it all started an year back when my mobile’s ambient light sensor has woken up and a small glistering green light began popping. It was an e-mail.
and it read —
I***s Limited [Offer of Employment]. ‘Dear XXXX, Congratulations once again and so on …’
Half of my conscience is still happy, and the other half still whispers ‘You shouldn’t have read that mail’. ;P

11-12-2016, Location-Mysore .

‘Please stand in the line sir’ A Man in his tucked uniform guided me, as I was left in awe watching the extravagantly maintained campus or as what they call ‘World’s largest beautiful corporate university’. It was for the first time my signature seemed more significant when I was asked for on a plethora of documents, and that realised somewhere I am making a transition. Transition from a college into a corporate.

Whether it was the well maintained dorms with fine plush or the vibrant people and their radiance that filled us with abundance happiness all days. And it was sooner or later when Python started eating up our mind’s database that some started to put their skills to test, while the rest felt the name was pretty apt for it.
While some engaged in decoding those assignments and the rest goofing around on those immaculate pathways reasoning out this was not there path.

There used to exist a kind of mystic enigma in the campus that glued our soul, and made it her own. It might be the grandiose buildings that oozed elegance or the plentious greenery and obsessively cleaned paths or the superabundant freedom in ripe friendships that were just born out there.

If the walls of those dorms and court’s could speak, they could speak volumes about the humorous conversations we had and the amount of hullaballo we made.
Somewhere in between clearing those assessments and walking those early morning marathons to morning classes, or in those weekend long rides and evening maggi point chats or those midnight merriment at FC and those weekend movies at multiplex or it might be the voice of corporate footpaths that always seducted you to sit on its lap each day to relish the bright crowd and young night or in between those deep conversations and lengthy walks among vast lanes and wide lawns that we have built some great rapport with people that will stand for the test of time.

Now, in retrospect every dot seems to be connected making a curve that is still finding its way out. This one year has taught many things that we might have missed out,hadn’t we traversed through it. Boon or Bane, it has made us to undergo the sweetness of our first pay cheque. The essence of a job, how menial it may look and the nitty gritty of private sector. And above all it helped us to build a network with people speaking myriad of languages and from multiple origins,upon whom you can bank on a rough day in your life. If I hadn’t printed out that offer letter, I may or may not have missed a great opportunity but for sure have missed some good relations.

For those who are doing good and are going great guns – Congratulations . For the rest who are just sailing by the wind and are yet to find your shore, believe
me a north star is near just waiting to guide. All you need is a bit of perseverance and a tablespoon of hardwork with minimal distraction.

As they say, Everything happens for a reason. Just ease your pulses and upbeat your soul. The world is our oyster.
Great outcomes always occur from spontaneous decisions with playlists and hardwork on repeat.


12-12-2017, Location-Bhubanswar.

The ambient light sensor of my device wokes up again, for an e-mail that read ‘Dear XXXX, Happy Anniversary………..’
Half of my conscience still felt contented, while the other half reminds to brace up your move towards north star. 🙂