Are lives that complicated or do we made it so?

Hi Everyone..
I am back again. I apologize for not finishing my blog last time, but I hope u can understand the circumstances which resulted in that half complete blog. But as they said, All is well that ends well.. So everything went fine, as I got the Singapore Visa just in time, had a great trip :-). And looks like Mom has partially given up her hopes on being able to find a girl for me, hence I am relaxed on that front as well. ;) Few issues at office, but I think they will be sorted out soon.. So nothing much to crib about this time.. As most of you blame me for only talking about the sad things in my life.. but what shall I do if I am the CHOSEN ONE.. ;)

Ok, coming to the blog discussion.. as usual I don’t have too much to mention again… Not much things have happened in the past, as least the ones which can be shared with all on a public forum.. But let me try to do that and try to keep it in a politically correct way.. Though this is definitely not my cup of coffee, (I don’t drink Tea).. It’s like U need to call an asshole an asshole.. there is no other way.. But let me try to be polite and there is also one sweet thing to share as well.. ;)

So, let me start with few observations, made by me or some ppl around me..
Now to start I would like to share an observation made by my Boss, he believes that US and APAC market is absolutely same and there is no difference in their market. Now I believed, even before I entered the corporate world, that all these countries are different in their customs, languages (or at least their accents), Sales approaches, Business rituals.. But now after 3 years in the corporate world and interacting with prospects from across the globe and validating my belief, I am asked to change my belief and accept that there is no difference in US n APAC market. I don’t want to say anything more on this and request U guys to comment on this.. (especially the guys who are frustrated with their bosses, I am giving you an opportunity to vent our your anger here in the comments section.. :-) )

Another observation was made by me when I was in Melbourne last week. I met a guy who is an MD for one of our partner organization. He is an Australian and we had few Beers (in the Cricketer’s Bar in Hotel Windsor), discussing Cricket (what else Australians and Indians have in common). And it was pretty casual discussion, they were making fun of Indian cricketers and I was trying to keep Indian flag high (Seriously when they started talking about Bishen Singh Bedi, Bhajji n Sreesanth, it was pretty tough job).. But during that discussion, I just observed that whatever we say about Australians being rude or racist, that just our stereotyping. I mean these guys just wanted to have fun.. They were equally making fun of Kiwi players (as one among our group was frm NZ) as well as their own players. There was no intention to disrespect any nation, it was just a way to have some laughter after a long working day.. To conclude, whenever we try to stereotype ppl based on one or 2 incidents, I think we are just making fool of ourselves and proving that we are the biggest Racists..

Another reason I am writing this blog Today is that I saw a movie “Wake Up, Sid” Yesterday and the last scene of the movie answered one of the question, for which I knew the answer but needed a validation. (This should be the last comment, looking at the size of this blog.. So don’t get restless U lazy buggers)
Well coming back to the topic, it’s exactly not a question but more of an observation. I had heard so much about Mumbai, as one city where it’s easy to come, but impossible to leave or Mumbai is one city where everyone gets their dreams fulfilled or other blah blah shit.. I never believed in all this.. I was always looking for a way to run back to Delhi, and never felt related to this city.. Though this city gave me such real good friends, but still I am sure that I’ll not give a second thought, if I ever get a better opportunity to move from here.. But lately I’ve started getting scared with thoughts of leaving Mumbai, somehow had started feeling connected to this city.. But as I said, I knew the reason but needed some validation and that was provided by the last scene of the movie. Now U guys go and watch that movie and do something good with yr life.. :) I am pretty sure, U’ve already got the point.. ;) Bt its nice to leave a blog this way, at least u get couple of comments.. ;) And Yes, Delhi is still way better than Mumbai, bt Mumbai u rock too.. In short, I am happy to be a Delhite in Mumbai.. :)
So here it is, another crappy blog from my blog factory.. Another attempt to do something interesting in my life.. Another attempt to brighten your life, though for a small duration.. And another attempt to keep the blogging going..

Keep reading..
Cheers (Australian way)..

Till the next blog..
Take Care.. Bye..
Lucky