will you?

“So what do you expect me to say?”  She asked me in such a simple tone. No one could ever make out if it was a yes or no. Anybody would have had a lot of expectations. But I had never even wanted an answer for this. Anybody would have expected a yes for what I had said. I dint. I had just done what I wanted to do for a long time. I had done it all of a sudden.. my way.. my style.

 

“I am waiting for an answer. What do you expect me to say?”  She pressed me with her words. How ironic could get things get. Now she wants an answer. I smiled and I was out of words. I had just told her everything I could and now she wants more. “I don’t want an answer. And I also know what the answer is” I told her.

 

She asked “Then why take the trouble of telling me?”

 

Oops. She has a lot of questions and I had no answer. It was like writing an exam the way my Dad asks me to. Somehow at this moment I was reminded of his words. He always says: go to the examinations with so much confidence that you know for sure what the result will be. This will take away all the fear of an exam. I have always tried to follow this but failed miserably. Its been sometime since I ve written a sem paper but everything still remains fresh. 2 nights before the exam I am sure I am gonna fail. The next morning I wanna pass but I cant so I start studying and one night before the exam I just feel its possible. In the exam I look at the paper .. the one in the front for one marks.. and till the result comes I am not sure if I ve cleared the paper. Haaa.. those were the days. My style of writing an exam.

 

Today I had done what my Dad has said .. too cool.. too confident.. I knew the result .. and taken the exam just that way. I feel things are so different. The next morning everything had changed. My mind was so clear. Happy that for once I had done what Dad has asked me to. Oh yeah I still have not told what my question was.

 

I had just sent her a sms asking “Will you marry me?”

 

 

when things work Randomly..

The last one year in a software industry has changed the way I say things. I have started to use many new words, a bit complex in nature, in place of simple words.

 

Certain things have become Mandatory. Processes will have to be followed to maintain quality. The list goes on.. when so much importance is given to the few lines of code written.. u cud imagine the importance given to “We the people” who do it. U have just guessed it wrong. We are treated the opposite way. Picked up using a thousand criteria.. but managed randomly. To manage us Randomly there are bunch of HR’s. I can recall one of my favorite Dilbert strip.

 

At a board meeting in the company…

 

Boss: We thought employees were the most important asset.. but now things ve been re-organised and employees are the ninth most important.

 

Dilbert: What comes 8^th.?

 

Boss: Carbon paper..

 

If the condition of SE is this.. in name of processes the weekly activity reports of how time is killed every day has to be filled in against the correspondingly developed modules. I have even ended up entering 277 hours of effort for a moduel that was never developed nor assigned to me. When PL asks my why ? I say its random too..

And believe me all the ppl I know enter random numbers.

 

In all this confusion.. there are a bunch of quality people who work on the random numbers we enter as efforts. They calculate the efficiency of the worker .. and finally sum up everythin to average output per employee of the company.. oof.. how pathetic and senseless cud they be.. And to add to all these miseries. They say my company has the per employee output. That’s the limit.. and its published in the b-magazines. What started at the lowest level.. is wat the whole country reads and gives a brand image.