Saturday, January 21, 2017

Jallikattu - #SaveIndigenousBreed

My 390G hit a huge bump in the road and a lot has changed since my last post, but everything is for the best!


The topic this time is Jallikattu, an age-old, traditional bull-taming sport conducted every year during the Pongal festival. In simple words, it is a celebration of thanksgiving for farmers and their livestock. Recently, several animal welfare organizations have tried to ban this sport in the name of animal cruelty. There are many rumors that animal welfare is not the only motive, and that the ban is directly related to a geo-economic conspiracy to halt native A2 milk production in favor of artificial insemination. While I cannot verify those theories, I wholeheartedly support Jallikattu for one simple reason: we must save our indigenous breeds.





I began supporting Jallikattu to stand up for the very traditions that protect our native cattle. In Tamil Nadu alone, we have numerous recognized cattle breeds, including the Pulikulam, Bargur, Thenni Malai, and Kangayam, alongside several other unlisted country breeds. Stopping the very practices that motivate people to carefully breed and maintain this livestock will inevitably endanger them. Some critics might think this argument is just a cooked-up excuse to protest, but to anyone who remains unaware—including myself, until a few years ago—history proves this exact pattern happens.



Look at what happened to our native dog breeds. Tamil Nadu is home to incredible breeds like the Kombai, Rajapalayam, Kanni, Chippiparai, Ramnad Dog, and the Alangu Mastiff. Enthusiasts have barely managed to revive the Kanni, Chippiparai, and Rajapalayam from near extinction. Tragically, the Alangu Mastiff is already extinct, the Ramnad Dog is incredibly rare, and finding a Kombai with original, pure traits is nearly impossible. Thankfully, dedicated breed enthusiasts have started revival foundations and social media groups to bring the Kombai back, and they have my utmost respect.
One of the primary reasons the Kombai became endangered was the massive influx of imported foreign dog breeds. However, the turning point that stopped careful breeding was the hunting ban in the late 1980s. Do I support banning hunting? Absolutely. But we failed to realize what else would be affected by it, and we lacked the means to protect the breed. Thanks to social media, we can finally amplify our voices for Jallikattu today and actually take action.
Back in the day, hunting grounds provided the only real opportunity for owners to breed Kombai dogs across different, healthy bloodlines. When hunting stopped in the 1980s—an era when travel and long-distance communication were incredibly difficult—owners lost the opportunity to cross-breed. The motivation faded, and excessive inbreeding severely damaged the lineage.
Thank God we do not have dog slaughterhouses or meat exports in India, which means there is still a lingering hope to revive these dogs. When it comes to cattle, however, we do not have that luxury. If you ban the one cultural tradition that motivates communities to raise the strongest, healthiest bulls, then two decades from now you can kiss our indigenous cattle breeds goodbye.
I refuse to watch that happen. Does Jallikattu need to be regulated with strict safety rules? Yes, absolutely. But it cannot be stopped.
I support Jallikattu.…#ISupportJallikattu

Thursday, September 09, 2010

Umbrella Cart

Timing is Everything
August 13, 2010, 9:00 AM IST; Chennai, India.
It is "my turn in line" again. I noticed my vocabulary shifted from "queue" to "line," probably after living in the US for five years. Every time I stand in this line near the big wall, I manage to find something to keep my 390G busy. So, let’s begin...
I have heard this cliché from so many people: "Slow and steady wins the race."
What a lame statement! Are you serious? Are you speaking from real experience, or just repeating what you were told? Whatever the case, I cannot accept it. I have always held a contradictory opinion. My philosophy is this:
"Slow and steady can finish the race, but it cannot win it. Only strategy, speed, and calculative risk can win the race."
But let me stop playing the philosopher; I'm not particularly good at it anyway. My point is simple: you have to get your fucking timing right to get anything in life—grades, a job, money, a girlfriend, you name it!
Take this morning, for instance. I woke up at 5:30 AM to get my timing right for a 9:30 AM interview. It was pouring outside. A rainy day in Chennai, and my plan was to wear a lounge suit. I told myself, Oops, good luck with that.
Fortunately, the cab arrived on time. The driver managed to tackle and swerve through the morning traffic, dropping me off at the consulate well before I needed to join the line. It was one hell of a ride from Velachery to the Anna Flyover. Handling Chennai roads on a rainy day requires a very special set of skills.
I stepped out of the car to join the line by 9:00 AM. Rain or shine, women are incredibly good at planning for travel; they always come well-equipped. Even though I had noticed the rain earlier, it never crossed my mind to grab an umbrella before walking out the door. My mom was my savior. She handed me one just as I was stepping out of the car.
Once I joined the line, my luck wasn't completely terrible. I ended up behind a beautiful young girl. Her objective, however, was strictly transactional. She struck up a conversation with me just to figure out how the consulate process worked—what time they let you inside the building, blah, blah, blah. She was there applying for a student visa to pursue her MBA.
Since my conversation with her wasn't particularly thrilling, I turned to "people watching." Believe me, it is an excellent pastime. I saw every type of person in that line: the tense faces, the people praying to God every two seconds, the hyper-focused ones refusing to speak to anyone, and those lost deep in thought.
As my eyes wandered, I noticed that out of more than 50 people in line, only six or seven of us—including me—were holding an umbrella. Most of the others were already half-drenched from the drizzle. My mind immediately went to a cynical place: Come on, guys, it would cost maybe ₹15,000 ($350) for the consulate to install a retractable awning over this walkway. Yet here we are, treated like techno-prostitutes with zero respect.
While I was brooding over this, I saw a blue cart being pulled by two men. The items inside were covered tightly with a tarp, leaving no hint as to what was underneath. They parked the cart a short distance from the line. One man walked up to the crowd and started shouting, selling umbrellas, while the other unwrapped the sheet.
When I realized what they were doing, I thought, Seriously? Do you really need to wrap a pile of umbrellas in a water-resistant sheet (tarp)? Idiots.
But within a single minute, my opinion completely flipped.
These guys were smart, and they got their timing perfect. They were selling the umbrellas for ₹100 each. Within ten minutes of shouting, they sold more than twenty of them. The buying frenzy didn't stop; everyone scrambled to get one. The sellers demanded their price and refused to bargain even a single penny. They capitalized perfectly on the moment.
Think about it:
  • Nobody in that line wanted to walk into a visa interview looking like a drowned rat.
  • Nobody wanted their original certificates to get ruined by the rain.
So, everyone gladly paid the demanded price. I was completely struck by their business acumen and opportunistic smarts.
I did a little math in my head. On a normal day, they would probably sell those umbrellas for ₹60. If you are a good bargainer (a mandatory survival skill in India), you could probably get one for ₹50. Assuming a standard 20% profit margin, they would usually make about ₹10 per umbrella. But today? They were making a ₹60 profit per umbrella—a staggering 60% profit margin.
Now that is business!
They took perfect advantage of high demand. They were at the right place, at the right time, with the right product. In simple terms, they got their timing right.
In this gloomy weather, people usually crave masala tea and mirchi bajji, or maybe whiskey and rasam vada. But nobody in that line would buy masala tea while actively getting drenched in the rain. Even if someone did, a tea vendor couldn't pull off a 60% profit margin.
What those two men did today was a classic masterclass in entrepreneurship. Some might call it outrageous price-gouging, but the ultimate goal of business is maximizing profit.
This is exactly the kind of real-world lesson they should be teaching in B-schools. I almost wanted to tap the shoulder of the lady in front of me—the one waiting in line to go study business—and tell her to look at this practical lesson in making money instead of wasting her time standing there.
Then I realized that if I actually said that out loud, she would probably tell me to go repeat that speech to myself in a mirror. Ah, well.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Fortune Cookies and Me…









Today March 25, 2010 4.30 PM EST and I am on my way to Dallas, flight took off like 20mins back from Orlando Intl Airport. Right now I am dangling somewhere “Up in the Air”. Awesome!!! Nice location to update my blog with “Fortune Cookies and Me…”

Why Fortune Cookies? What made me to write this?

Simple, Moron sitting next to me occupied quarter of my seat with his fat hand and I cannot able go to sleep which I normally do in the flight. So the writer in me woke up………….and here my experience starts...

I don’t know if it is myth or co-incident… or may be something I cannot understand. The quotes in the little paper inside the fortune cookies alway mean something to me. I can easily correlate that to something that happens around me. This is true most of the times. Let me share few of my experience….

Experience 1:-

The first time I say Fortune Cookie was like 4 years back. When I came to this country my manger took me to a restaurant where they gave Fortune Cookie with the meal check. That was my first time I saw and tasted Fortune Cookie because in India no restaurant will serve Fortune Cookie. This update is 4 years old I am not aware of current situation….Anyways

My manager took the tab and I broke the Fortune Cookie and read the Quote, really loud.

“Soon you will meet great love of your life”

Honestly!!! That was boosting words for me at that time. Because.

  • I was new to this country
  • I have no friends and family here
  • I have no one to talk too
  • First time I was out my habitat that I belong to for 23 years… J.

I felt like I was in total solitary life………totally F***ed up time. Those words in Fortune Cookie solaced me. I don’t know if I am going to find someone for real but it was a boosting word.

My Manger disturbed my feel good mood with a question.

Manager: Do you know how to read Fortune Cookie? With a sarcastic smile.

Me: I wanted to say. Moron! What’s your problem? Can’t you understand English? But I am helpless because of performance review. So politely; I said, I think I read it right. There is nothing more in there to read.

Manager: Nothing more? There is some Chinese word in the back and Lucky numbers are there.

Me: Very Funny(Loud) and F**K you (in my mind)........... actually i don't like him.

Manager: Add IN BED, you should add IN BED to the quote that you get in fortune cookie.

Me:

“Soon you will meet great love of your life IN BED”

I wish I would……. and I laughed!!! because it was a joke from Manager.

Experience 2:-

Another hectic day at customer site. Stepped out for lunch with my co-workers the topic of our discussion till the point we reach the restaurant was, what else could be? Everybody was mad about how customer is bitching about our products UI and no capability to customize in the current version. Hot discussion was going on and everybody was upset; including me……….finally we reach the restaurant were you get Fortune Cookie

I broke my cookie and the Quote I got was

“The value of Art cannot be measured form its defect”

Me: probably we should give this to customer by replacing the Art with our product name and we did that!!!.

Experience Today:-

It happened for me to go to lunch alone today. So I went to Pei Wei restaurant and I was in line to order my meal. I noticed a good looking college gal with few thin books in her hand just before me in line. I was surprised to see her alone because in this country you cannot see a college gal coming to restaurant alone to have food.

So the debate started in my mind. Is she alone? Or she came first and her boyfriend or friends will join her later? 5 more mins passed and I confirmed she is alone. Ok can I ask her to have lunch with me? What if she say no? While I was debating in mind I read the title of the book she was holding.

“Genetics Research Laboratory Report”

My Mind: Whoa!!! She is a biology student and doing some research in Genetics? Must be a geek ………you know how good you were in biology in 10th grad. that was last time probably you would have took that subject book in your hand. So stay away and do what you come here to do.

I ordered my meal and took a seat. In my next table in noticed a beautiful Desi gal with tan skin and black loose hair and she was wearing mini skirt with bare shoulders only the elastic around the chest is holding that dress. There was a Desi guy having food with her.

Me: lucky bastard she is cute and hot……….screw my mind I should have ask that biology student to have lunch with me, ”Its always better to have try and fail”. Now I am alone in this table ………….and I broke Fortune Cookie!!!

The Quote I got today was………….

“The simplest answer is to act”

Yeah right!!! I know I should have acted……….screw you. What!!! you are trying to preach me now…………let me go get one more of you and will see what message you got for me.

I went and picked one more Fortune Cookie…………the one you are seeing in the picture.

The message I got was…

“Someone in your life needs letter from you”

That reminds me I forgot to call my Mom today.

Monday, November 23, 2009

=II= Smartness!!!

2009 was not a clean sweep for my 390g. Thanks a lot; at least I was able to think about a topic, SMARTNESS!!!.

Actually it's a question

What is Smartness? if you ask me this question, I don't know what practical answer I would give. This was the question I was asking myself and finally; I am convinced with a answer.

Answers:-
Smartness doesn't mean you are Brilliant, it's a myth.
if you can impress someone with your knowledge about something that you learnt then you are Smart.

This doesn't mean that, the person you impressed is DUM A*S!!!. He can very well refer some place and learn about the same topic and gain more knowledge than you, later. You are smart here because you got the Timing Right!!!

let me share my experience with you

1. I met this guy in Airport coffee shop early in the morning. he surprised the ____ out of me with , Daily News. He was giving me updates about every hot news of that period, form "Medical Bill", "Housing Market" to "NFL". He was not talking about something that I cannot learn. I am speechless because, I did not follow the news for the last one week. He got the Timing Right!!! & I was DUM! there.

2. I went to Lunch with my co-worker. he surprised me with the updates about, day's stock prices and with profit; he made by selling BOA & RIM stocks. I do have those stocks, that he was discussing about; but I was not able to talk about the rate, profit and loss of that day. simple I did not follow the market. He got the Timing Right!!! & I was DUM! there.

3. I joined this sales guy for dinner. we went to a good Italian Restaurant. he surprised the ____ out of me with his knowledge about the wine variety, taste and the grapes it was prepared from. He wasn't just listing the wine names like Marlot, Shiraz, Zinfandel , Muscato.....etc. which I can very well do. He was explaining me the difference in the wine prepared from the grapes; grown on the east side of the Northern Californian Mountains to the grapes grown on the west side, towards the Ocean. I bet he spent fairly substantial amount of time to learn about wine. He got the Timing Right!!! & I was DUM! there.

So if you get to met any smart guy in future, you don't have to feel bad about your ignorance. He got the timing right. Just say Lucky You!!! and do not ignore him. Try to get some knowledge by yourself about the topic that he was talking.

My philosophy about smartness may look absurd. but this is what I experienced :)

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Baggage Claim

Today, July 2, 2008, at 1:30 PM Pacific time, I am at the Seattle-Tacoma International Airport waiting to board my flight to Dallas. Waiting is the last thing I like to do, but this downtime at SEA is helping me keep my 390G busy.
I am writing this post after my eyes caught the airport direction board here at SEA. Many of you have probably seen this exact sign at various airports. It instantly takes me back to a sweet memory from three years ago at the Pittsburgh airport.
I was flying from Chicago to Pittsburgh. That day, I didn’t check any bags. The journey was cool; even though no pretty girl was sitting next to me, everything was perfect and the flight was right on time. However, after I got off the airplane in Pittsburgh, I struggled immensely to find the airport exit. Finally, a janitor cleaning the floor gave me directions that the signs failed to show.
Man, at that moment, I just laughed at myself. I thought, what the heck! I managed to travel all the way from Peoria to Pittsburgh, but I couldn't figure out how to walk out of the building? It was funny, but true. I struggled for 15 to 20 minutes just to find my way out. You people might think I’m an idiot and that I should have just looked at the signs. I did look at them, but they didn't have the information I needed. The board listed Terminal A, B, C, Restrooms, Baggage Claim, and Gates 17 to 18, but it did not have the word "EXIT" anywhere.
If I had checked my bags, I would have simply followed the signs to the baggage claim and exited without an issue. Carrying only cabin luggage is what led to this interesting experience. Even though it's a funny story, I never shared it with anyone until today. For some reason, I always felt it was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life.
The reason I am sharing this now is because one of my close friends faced the exact same problem at the Minneapolis airport last month. Now I feel like I am not the only stupid person in this world!
Information is wealth, and this piece of information comes straight from experience. Why am I sharing this from SEA airport today? Simple! I noticed that the word "EXIT" is missing from the Seattle airport direction boards too.
So, when you want to leave an airport, don't look for the word "EXIT" on the signs. Just follow the "Baggage Claim" signs instead. You will always find the exit doors right next to the baggage conveyor belts.

Friday, January 25, 2008

59th Republic Day

Jan 26th 2008, 1.39 AM CST. Today is India's 59th Republic. I am writing this post soon after the program that I saw in CNN IBN which made my eyes to water after a long time. It’s an interview with 3 soldier’s family who lost their life while serving for the country.

I really don’t know what made me cry. Whether the tears of the mother who lost her Son. Or the discrepant end of the Hero’s at the age of 21, 22.

one has to watch the program to feel what I am trying to write here............but one thing I can see with a clarity is that ...Fate, Responsibilities, Technology....and what not. Can take anyone out of India, But it cannot take India out of One.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

cOcoNuT

Thengaai in my Mother Tongue

I want to write one post on this topic for long time but I doesn't come through. and off course 390G was sleeping all these days <:~) What’s Coconut? It's very good terminology used in India against the people who is returning home from the country in which I live now. Just to make fun of behavioral change.

why coconut for that? Lets skip that I can't write that here

Am I a coconut? Donno,
Does my accent Got Changed => slightly
Am I started planning for Vacation which is coming after 5 month => Yes
Am I started buying thing in deal => yes
Contd...

Does this mean that I am Coconut nope...... I would say this as Street Smart. I have 2 change like this to live in this Street or Cross this Street Whatever.

How can I prove that I still have our traditional behavior which can't be changed even I change myself to mingle in different crowd were ever I go.

Simple Example

1) I-39 N Toll Plaza. I am in queue to pay the toll ($1). all the cars in front of me paid the toll and started smoothly. But when my chance came to pay my toll amount, I slightly lost the control of the car.

I didn’t understand what went wrong and why I lost the control. later I found out I used my Right hand to pay my toll. if I use my right hand I have 2 stretch a lot to reach the person in the Toll booth.

Why I didn't use my left hand to pay the tool
I my place if we give anything to any one we use only right hand. If we use left hand its kind of disrespecting them.

List continues...........I am not in a gud mood to write further.....lemme FULL STOP HERE.