Friday, October 26, 2007

Sweet Summer Sands

Gatty, as you all know, is taking a well deserved vacation in rural India. After trotting through the globe from the rustic university town of Bologna, Italy to the enigmatic Amsterdam and all places in between, he is now cooling his heals, body, head and eyes in that chick-infested town of Manipal.

This is how his typical day looks like. He wakes up in the morning to the sound of chirping birds, having their lunch time argument, in that grand old mango true in his yard. Flashback to the good old days when a bunch of waste fellows (aka mukku, gote, bryan alias up-go-dum-blue, thambi, prash and thambi's arch nemesis Macha) used to gang up in the yard, picking up raw mangoes from that grand old tree, eating it like refugees from Somalia and shouting at the top of their voices. Of course, they never gave a thought to the fact that, gatty's great-grand father had planted that tree, hoping to live for ever, watching over his future generations.

Well, the protagonist of our story is not one made of branches and leaves, but our electrical engineer, who by now has woken up and slowly, but surely completing his morning ablutions. Now his stomach rumbles and he ambles, scratching, towards the kitchen. As a force of habit, he tries to reach out to whatever is lying on a plate there. Here he is reminded of how he used to go into his kitchen in the italian town, pick up slices of bread lying around and stuff his mouth. This was, of course, before he became a master chef cooking all things Italian, right from pasta, macaroni and such dishes whose names remain forever unpronounceable to our south Indian tongue.

He is brought back to the present by a sharp pain shooting all over his knuckles. He looks aghast. The pain is the result of a sharp rap from his mother, who is busy cooking in the kitchen. Then he realizes that he is reaching out for raw fish, which has been nicely sauntered with chilly paste and other secret ingredients. This now means a delicious, mouthwatering (slurp!) fish curry rice meal. That brings a smile on our hero's face and he ambles back to the living room towards that window to the world, that piece of metal and plastic, the ubiquitous PC.

(...to be continued. Watch this space for more adventures of gatty or in brian's alien language, mattre mattre gattre gattre!!)

Friday, August 10, 2007

Vignette



Its been a long wait for me.. to write something... The following piece is from my own experience... i wrote the article in one shot..without any overlook.. Although i need not be so formal out here but i see that as soon as i submit a new post.i get something around 600 hits for the article on the first day itself.. thats somethin' man.. its like releasing a movie and making millions in the first week itself... Anyways.. i have tried a new approach of writing out here.. Its quite new experience to me and also it was fun.. I took care not to make the article Long... Blogs should be quick read types..isn't it?..Lets Start..


Scene 1: (In My room) Sunday 8th July

Its 1:15 just had breakfast...milk with oats, one big peach and choclate... I just derived an equation for the potential of a cylindrical well using cylindrical co-ordinates. The mathematica says its a transdental equation....which means.. there is no solution!!! What the %&$£!! i have to re-check.. this third order PDE is eating my brain...Wish i had concentrated more... during my UG.... Meanwhile..

(Flashback..)

MIT EE,b Section ... Maths class.. (Don't remember the name of the classroom... Probably one of those NLOOOOOOO1's....)

A Sheshappa rai's lecture.... "whats the answer"... I was wondering where the question is???


Scene 2: (PAM SuperMarket)

i enter with the basket..wear the plastic glove..i see that peach is selling for 1.69 euros, bannana 2euros (for 6), kiwi again 2euros for 4, cherries 6euros for a kilo... i take 200gms of cherries,6 bananas,4 peach (Nice peach could eb useful for breakfast) ,4 oranges..move on to the vegetable section, take tomatoes,onions, potatoes,mushrooms,chillies( there are 2 types...sweet one and the hot one..),a packet of peas, Rice, sphagetti...milk..oats.. thats the ration for 1 week.. and i go to the billing counter.. the lady there scans all the items and says 21 euros...i pay the bill and bring the items to my residence... its very hot..my T-shirt is wet.. i wish i was in a cool place... probably a place were we get to grab a glass of beer or somethin' (Pub!!) ....... Meanwhile...

(Flash back )
MIT Mess....

The place were "______________" ... Can't find the right words... i take chicken breast, palav,rice.. some curry... and finally ice cream.... Our Swami's in lungi's...serving the ice-cream...and our charlie mathegaswamy.. asks for more.. Yeh dil maange more..


Scene 3: (Residence.)

Me in my residence chatting with Nicole... meanwhile.. My mobile rings....

Me :"Hello.."
XXXX :"Hey ..its Toni."
Me :" Hey Hi..How are you man,.."
Toni :" Fine...What about beer?"
Me :" Sure..What about Florian? is he coming?"

So we decided to meet in Irish pub along with Florian... i ask for a Guinness draught.. and they go for a blonde beer..( I think it was HARP and Tennent's)

Incidentally, Football match was being played that day..we took our seats in front of the TV..this Toni was harping about the incident that he experienced in Japan... he said a girl came and kissed him on the lips.. and next day he found sleeping with her... i took a big sip of the beer... Mmmm quite a story..i said... and our Florian who hardly opens his mouth (as if lightning stuck him..)..says few words.. which we listen carefully... He was telling that in germany when it snows... the snow makes up about half a meter..we were curious.. as to how they would make about their daily lives in winter..

Anyways, the football game got over. We set overselves into a disco tech... this time to 'Transylvania'...There are 2 guards standing at the entrance... We go inside and wait at one more entrance..the guy there gives us an entry ticket.. we then take the stairs down (Underground).. A band is playing the cover of Guns and roses... we go to the drinks counter and i take Rum cola...and the bartender gives me the exit pass....all of us take a seat and the table is designed in such way that is looks like a coffin with glass cover and deadbody(skeleton) inside.. they say that there used to be a BOA... there.. quite transylvania types...we sip and sip waiting for something to happen.... the band finishes the show and the Dj takes over pumping heavy metal... ''Now thats more like it'' ... i say and we hit stage...

Its 2:00 in the morning...devastated... we head towards a plaza...(Open place...in front of the church)..from there toni and florian heads back home... i meet Nicole. she, prepares a joint..which she had bought few days ago.. from a pusher...she has this small instrument for making cigarettes... she prepares a beautiful joint... i haven't seen such a beautiful joint..anywhere... even our macha is not so skilled in preparing..what he calls BOB... By the time we finish off... its already 4 in the morning... i'm totaly blown...


Scene 4: (The travel..)

Its 8 in the morning... the train is at 9:30.. I call up ryan... he is still on the way.. Meanwhile we have already reached the station..its 9:15.. The big board says the train stops at platform 2...We are still waiting for ryan.. Its 9:20.. He appears in front of the counter and we rush towards the platform 2... " and we run and we run to catch up with the sun that is sinking..." So there we are in platform 2 at about 9:25 am... its strange.. there is no train... there.. we thought we saw the platform number right... its 9:29.. we ask the TT as to were this platform is.. he said its platform 2........ 'West' what the HECK!! now where is west???..incidentaly we were standing on east platform.. Now who the bloody hell knew there had 4 directions for a single platform.. Anyways... again " and we run and we run to catch up with the sun that is sinking.." its 9:32 we could see the sun sinking...right in front of us... we missed the train to PISA.... after 3 hrs... we were standing in front of 'leaning tower of PISA ' one of the worlds wonder...



Scene 5:(Pablo's Party...)

He had invited me to come at 2:00 in the afternoon... its 6pm.. i leave the lab and walk towards my residence... it takes me 20 min to reach. Pablo's doing his research in physics... specialization in material structure, he could cook very good 'Tortilla' (A kind of Omlette with potatoes and onions), and now he is completing his intership here in bologna and returning to Valencia,Spain. He plays good football, and always wants to keep me covered..( cause he thinks i play better than him)... Now i am standing near him with a drink in my hand called 'Sangria' a typical drink from spain.. its nothing but full of wine with fruits and water... i go around and meet some friends... i caught an eye with a girl there.. she speaks french and little bit of italian..and she was curious with the culture of india..etc etc.. went on and on for about half an hour.. i took her number and asked if she could show me around paris..

(FlashForward)

Somewhere in france....Its early morning...i come out of my house and i see kids playing in the lawn... she asks me something in french...i said i just had breakfast...

I walk around and meet this guy called Sirius.. he is from Milan.. He was high with sangria.. i could make out from his eyes.. he had been drinking since afternoon.. He is studying economy by the way..he was belting statistics about india..and said that India is already there.. i asked him where??.... he said it has beaten all of europe. and is already there.. i once again asked him clamly..Where??...he said in the next 10 yrs..India will lead the world in all fields..and its already there.. i give him a cup of sangria and ask him where??...he was pointing his finger to the sky... THERE.!!!!


Song recomendation... . i think its your turn to recommend me a song!!..


Gattz

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

... And the move has started....


.. India is growing at the rate of 8%...and by 2020 we will beat everyone in the planet......comfortably.

When India opened its economy in 1991, leftists warned that uncompetitive Indian companies would be killed or swallowed up by multinationals. Fifteen years later, the shoe is on the other foot: Indian companies are taking over giant multinationals.

In 2006, Indian companies raised $ 19 billion from global markets to finance foreign takeovers and internal expansion. This far exceeded the inflow of foreign direct investment (around $ 10 billion).

India has once again leapfrogged the conventional path of economic growth. Countries normally succeed in manufacturing exports before succeeding in services, but India leapfrogged to stunning success in services first. Countries normally attract large amounts of foreign investment before venturing abroad themselves, but here too India has leapfrogged into massive investment abroad without waiting for massive foreign investment in India.

The biggest takeover story of 2006 was Tata Steel’s bid to take over Britain’s Corus (the outcome is still awaited). There is a delicious historical twist in this. When Jamsetji Tata first proposed to manufacture steel a century ago, Sir Frederick Upcott, head of the Railways, was so contemptuous of Indian capabilities that he undertook to eat every ounce of steel that Tata could produce.

One century later, Tata Steel is set to take over the whole British steel industry (which is part of Corus). Sir Frederick Upcott must be turning in his grave. The empire has struck back with a vengeance.

How can Tata afford to buy Corus, which is thrice its size? Because global financiers are happy to lend Tata $ 8 billion, confident that it will do a better job than the current British owners. The Corus management itself agrees, and has backed Tata’s bid.

This is the real revolution of 2006. India has left behind the stage of being seen as a global supplier of software, generic drugs and auto components. It is now seen as a global managerial power, one that can take over multinationals across the world and improve their performance. So, global financiers are tripping over one other to fund foreign acquisitions by Indian companies.

This new Indian image owes much to Lakshmi Mittals’ success in acquiring and turning round steel plants in many continents, becoming global number one in steel. His key managers are mostly Indians. Their success has established Indian managerial capabilities in steel as being superior to American and European ones.

But Mittal is not an isolated example. Virtually every top Indian company in software, pharmaceuticals and auto has acquired foreign companies or set up greenfield factories abroad. I don’t want to bore readers with the full list of Indian acquisitions in 2006, but here are some prominent examples.

Tata Tea acquired US energy drinks manufacturer Energy Brands for $ 677 m. Dr Reddy’s Labs acquired Betapharm of Germany for $ 570 m. Suzlon acquired Eve Holdings of Belgium to become one of the world’s top manufacturers of windmills. Ranbaxy acquired Romanian pharmaceutical producer Terapia for $ 324 m. Tata Coffee acquired US company Eight o’Clock Coffee for $ 220 m.

Medium Indian companies have rushed into foreign acquisitions no less than big ones. Bharat Forge has acquired half a dozen companies in the US and Europe and become global number two in automotive forgings. It hopes to become number one by 2008. Amtek Auto would like to become number one in castings, Jain Irrigation in drip irrigation and sprinklers, Sundaram Fasteners in industrial fasteners. Essel Packaging took over Switzerland’s Propack some years ago to become global number one in laminated tubes (used for packaging toothpaste and cosmetics).

Many medium Indian companies (eg. Havells, Bharat Forge, Wockhardt) have managed to raised billions abroad for unspecified takeovers at some future date. India Inc. has acquired such a good image that it matters less and less which Indian company is raising finance, for what purpose and in which country. Global finance is willing to back Indians to take over the world.

Till recently, Indian businessmen were terrified of competing with China. But now a dozen Indian companies including Mahindra, Infosys and Sundaram Fasteners are investing in China, confident of beating the Chinese in their home ground. Essel Propack has long been number one in China.

The world now believes that Indians are excellent managers, better than those in several American and Eruropean countries. What used to be the biggest companies in the world, General Motors and Ford, today have a credit rating far lower than that of Tata, Birla, Reliance and other Indian groups. Indian companies can raise cheap international finance to acquire ailing American giants, but not the other way round. Hundreds of Indian companies have become MNCs with growing empires.

This is only the beginning of the great Indian takeover. Indian companies should aim for the sky over the next two decades. I look forward to the day when ICICI Bank takes over Citibank ; when Infosys acquires IBM: when Reliance takes over Exxon; and Tata Motors takes over General Motors.*

Its you guys out there making us proud... Why wait till 2020? ... 5yrs down the line and briton would be eating from our hands...


Gattz


* courtesy swaminomics