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A Sunny Shady Life..!!

2009-01-28T16:42:00.007+05:30

A Sunny Shady Life..!!

In a book stand near you this February!!

Braickbats and flowers welcomed with equal delight.

Thanks and Regards,

Sachinn Garg

Sachinopedia: The End

2009-01-24T20:57:00.004+05:30

Note: Either read till end or dont read.

A moment of restfulness.

As I sit down to write this, I can not think of anything which has to be done within next three hours.

It is done now.

I owe Sachinopedia an announcement post.

But more than that, I need to do without which every author is incomplete.

I need to write the 'How' part of writing a book.
More for myself, to be picked up when I struggle with my second book (which is shaping nice already btw), than for all the cute chicks which read this piece of electronic parchment.

Around sixteen months after it had begun, it is now in print and I wonder if I am gonna miss the tension it gave me.

The mind share that it occupied, which even today handicaps me from concentrating in a lecture, is something I might miss.

No further ado, here goes.

HOW TO WRITE A NOVEL.

1. Read a lot.

2. Dont take your readers for granted.

3. Brush up your grammar before you start.

4. Lead an interesting life.

5. Have a companion along.

These are five points of wisdom from me.

No, it does not end here.

DIssection ought to be done, no matter how obvious the points may seem.

1# Read a lot? I had hardly read 8-9 novels in my life when I started writing. Even Seth had said you should have read more before starting. but even Seth can be contradicted some times.

2# Readers for granted? Well, you need to be spontaneous. If you start thinking how will the reader react to this, your writing speed will die. In fact, even today, the most praised lines are the ones which were fillers to be replaced by the real lines later. But then I realized that the fillers could not be bettered.

3#Grammar? Well, when I started, I might have spelled grammar as grammer. But the grammar corrections I now receive for my blog has come down to single digits.

Knowing the bare minimum can be enough.

4# Interesting life? This is something I still struggle with. And now MBA has ensured that I stop fighting for it. If you please please please please allow me just one sentence of gyaan. If you let this be that rare ocassion that I write some one else's line, please lemme quote Prof Kaun Banega Crorepati:

"Experience aint what happens to you. It is what you do with what happens to you."

5# Writing is a solitary activity. Having a companion can only slow you down. You have enough brains alone to handle it and it is damn tough to differentiate good feedback from the bad. In the second half, Kshitij and Durjoy joined me, but then, the basic structure ought to be done alone. Being single all the time might have been a blessing in disguise.

If I am to think of what went it right and why my ramblings could see a printing press while many dont, is that moment on 17th September 2007 when the great event happened.

The time gap between the thought crossing my mind that I should write a novel and the first line fo the novel was 30 seconds because I was 30 seconds away from my computer.

No analysis.

It just started.

This was it from my side.

An arcane setiment connects me to Sachinopedia, which started as time killer, and then became a hobby and touched addiction in parts.

I end Sachinopedia here, exactly two years from its date of birth.

It was great writing on this page.

It will be followed by something bigger, the announcement of which would be made on 29th January, 2009.

Be there!

My Autobioraphy

2009-01-15T03:39:00.002+05:30

Just finished writing my autobiography of 14000 words as a college assignment.

Its a sin to write your autobiography when you dont want to.

I didnt want to because I knew I am not ready yet.

The events are not big enough and the satisfaction is not thereto narrate a story which is still incomplete.

But the best part was reliving the times at Hari Nagar, Green Valey Public School, Rohini home-1. Rohini home -2, MIPS, NKBPS, DCE, NPL, ENSEA, MDI.

Its a therapy in itself.

So much has happened in life.

Do you have the following symptoms:

You are suffering from low self esteem and think you have done nothing in life.
You have lots of vella time, even more than me.
You have a laptop/ good desktop.

If you suffice all three options then start writing your autobiography. Some of the best novels are started with an account of some real life events.

2009-01-09T13:47:00.002+05:30

i was scared.
i had never been there.
i had heard its description.
i knew it was not dull a place.
but i was scared.
and then i stepped in.
and i realized that this was probably not my first time here.
i had been here but the memory had gone faint.
it must have been a long time back.
and then i did what i ahd dreaded all this time.
i turned the tap on and got all wet.
i even used the soap.

The point of no return

2009-01-02T03:13:00.004+05:30

5:12 AM, 2nd January, 2009

Dear Mom,

It is here mom. The manuscript is sealed and sent to the inbox of Srishti Publications.

Sunny has now taken form(s) a lot different from how he was born some 1.5 years ago. I am sure you would love him whenever you come to know that such a thing exists.

Each time I go for a feedback session and the reader mentions any particular line, my mind goes back to the train of thought that had led me to that sentence. I wonder if the feeling would subdue, now that the number of feedback might go up. And as I typed the mail to my editor, I have still given him two options for the title, whichever suits her best.

The book should be in stands in a months time and has seen its share of ups and downs. The highs being more dominating than the lows as on 2-1-9. The effort seems to have already redeemed itself and the intangible dividend seems to have justified all the intangible input that has gone in.

And as the point of no return is reached today and the manuscript is frozen, I am filled with a baseless, crude confidence in the final product and feel very well equiped for all the bricks and the bats, with indifference or equal ease.

2008-12-18T22:56:00.002+05:30

IF the Eurotrip does take place, here a to-do list:

Adventure sport	Feasibility
Bungee jumping	Low
Snorkelling	Nil
Paragliding	Very low
Trekking	Lower than nil
Skydiving	Lowestest possible
Overnight stay on the beach	Lowestest impossible
Break the law	Bad
Get sloshed in a Parisian night club	Ultra bad
skiing	medium
White water rafting	Rock bottom
Writing a novel	Cake walk

Fingers crossed for the trip to France!
Cant wait for Sept 2009!

2008-12-17T02:38:00.002+05:30

Santa Singh(SS), Banta Singh(BS) and Basanta Singh(B2S) were once having their exams.

At 1AM, all three were sleepy and too lazy to study.

SS: Bhai basanta, I am fed up of these notes. Just temme which is the toughest question in this bundle and I would randomly open a page. If that toughest question is not there on that page, I would go to sleep.

SS goes to sleep.

BS: Bhai Basanta, I am fed up of these notes. If SS starts snoring in next 30 seconds I will go to sleep.

SS does not start snoring for 2 minutes.

BS: Well, I salute SS for saluting in his mind. Thanks to him, I can now go to sleep.

BS also goes to sleep.

B2S: Well, both of them have gone to sleep. And I have studied for at least 30 seconds more than both of them. In relative grading, I will score more than both! Then why should I study?
Goodnight folks!

And pray I do better than both of them at Cost Accounting tomorrow.

Lucknow to Delhi

2008-12-07T12:11:00.004+05:30

(240 km from New Delhi)
NR: Dude I am so sleepy that I am panicking!!
VKR: No dude you cant be sleepy. May be you are not panicking enough. Panic a little more and the sleep will fly away.
NR: No panic and sleep are independent in my case. I am feeling sleepy and the more I panic, the more sleepy I get.
VKR: Dude you are driving and we are still 240 km from Delhi. We have to be back in Delhi in 5 hours or we are dead.
NR: It is not in my hand!! Do something VKR!!
VKR: Well.. lets have a coffee at the next dhaba.
(230 km from Delhi) (had coffee)
NR: Dude it is still not working. I am sleepy again. The coffee was good for 10 km only. I am sleepy again. I cant drive. We wont make it. Why didnt you learn to drive you idiot.
VKS: Nahi yar. We cant afford that. You have to stay up. Lemme think of a way. ok. Lets talk about something. If we can talk about something interesting, we can sail through.
NR: Ok. Lets talk about foreign exotic lands.
(220 km from Delhi)
VKR: Ok.
(It works for another 10km)
NR: No even this is not working. I am not interested in the Spanish missionaries you met in kanyakumaaris. Do something more interesting. Keep me up or we will meet with an accident!!
VKS: Ok. Which topic is of most interest to you?
NR + VKS (in chorus): Sex.
VKS: Ok. We are 220 km from home. I will tell you 11 sex stories and each one of them will last 20km. This way you would be easily able to stay up, I am sure. Chal, lets do it.

(And they reached home safely, before time.)

Kolkata kolling.

2008-11-19T10:51:00.002+05:30

I would be in Kolkata this weekend and would be meeting a few of my blogging friends there on Sunday morning, 23rd November, 2008.

Lemme know if you are in Kolkata and want to join.

THanks and Regards,

Sachin Garg

perseverance-mev jayate

MBA, Aspirational sentences

2008-11-11T23:04:00.004+05:30

Ever since board exam preparation days, ever since DCE endterms days, some sentences have remained aspirational sentences.

Whether the two are related or not, I do not know, but some of the have come true since I joined MDI.

Heres a list of top three of them and how they have come to be totally true.

Sentence number 1:

"I generally sleep for four hours a day, except for days when I sleep for three hours."

When I was reasonably young, I read the following sentence:

Millions long for immortality who do not know what to with themselves on a hot Sunday afternoon.

Since then I longed for a twenty hour schedule. Not that I am working so hard, but I am definitely living to the fullest.

Sentence number 2:
"Hi, I am Sachin Garg. I am a struggling writer."

The book hits the stand this January and its playing its part in making sentence number 1 true.

But still, the feeling is truly satisfying.

Sentence number 3:
"I am an MBA. I will be doing my summers at a top notch finance company."

It took 60 interviews, 20 GDs, 18 months for me to get a nod from a company. But I am not that worthless mom. I am the same Sachin whom your sisters envied.

The next aspirational sentence:

"I was so happy, I had tears in my eyes."

The full short story

2008-10-27T17:35:00.002+05:30

he topped every exam in JSM.
But still the giraffe bagged the top placement for his research paper.
The porcupine fell apart.
He was the only loser in the trio now.
The porcupiness left him in minutes.
What did he do?
He got into drinking.
He drank drank drank till his neck.
And then he thought,
alcohol is bad for my liver.
So he quit drinking and started introspecting.
He had lost all desire to consume anything created by animalkind.
He wanted to be the creator of everything.
And hence he started Project X.
He worked hard thinking of the porcupiness all the time.
The girrafe was still doing his heavy job of managing turnover at a BPO.
The cheetah had found a job in a circus.
The procupiness was there some where.
He did not know what is the point in project X.

He did not know if he was ever gonna finish it off.

He gave it up twice and decided to go to the Himalyas and meditate.

But near the foot of K2, he was stopped by a saint who told him he would get what he is looking for.

Porcupine asked him what are you doing here?

The saint said I am a pervert in a saint's disguise, looking for an easy victim to be victimized.

The porcpine thought this guy is crazy.

But then he thought that the odds of this guy succeeding are nil.

But still he is trying.

He is trying to make something work, for what he really really wants in life.

If I love project X, I must put my life in it.

And not worry whether I ll make it or not.

So he turned back.

And he fininshed project X in record time after coming back.

Happy Ending.

The project X was a novel.

It is tentatively titled

"Life, Love and mmuuaah..!"

The porcupine represents nobody.

THe book releases this January!

Do read it.

Of course I love you.. Till I find someone better ( A review)

2008-10-22T02:50:00.002+05:30

It is almost impossible to analyze a story which I have been such an integral part of objectively and in an unbiased manner. Still I make an attempt and assure you of the same to the best of my ability.

Inevitably, I have done my share of feedback-ing before writing this.

Only one or two of the readers have missed the point that constant wit maintained in the book makes it a refreshingly captivating read which is at least a back up even if the topic being discussed is of lesser interest to you.

The plot scores points in terms of being totally believable. Most of the lesser authors lose points by adding Ekta Kapoor-ish twists and unlikely incidences. At no point in the book can you say that this does not happen in real life (excpet may be the impossibly gorgeous heroine).

The plot has a nice conglomeration of diverse topics discussed and does not harp on the same topic for too long to lose the reader's interest. And the topics are also what the youth of India would most like to read and have a lasting recall on their hearts.

No doubt the sales are doing so well as I have myself discovered in each of my visits to book shops in last three months.

The plot revolves around a pervert and a gorgeous chick, their love and the obstacles. The obstacles have high novelty factor, relatively and so do the characters.

The final punch (chapter 22) is what is getting the strongest positive reaction from most readers and believed by many as worth reading the first 21 chapters.

My best wishes to Durjoy Datta and Maanvi Ahuja for their book.
Love,

Sachin

* drum roll *

2008-10-14T23:30:00.005+05:30

The culmination of what had started as a rebound relationship between me and Microsoftword is about to see the light of the day.

Annoucing the launch of my first novel.

Hitting stands this January.

What found mention not so long ago here, here, here and here

is getting published.

Next in line:

Title of the book.

15-10-08

2008-10-12T22:39:00.001+05:30

Watch out for this space this Wednesday.

Thanks and Regards,

Sachin Garg

Class of 2010

Management Development Institute,

Gurgaon.

Short Story (Part 2)

2008-08-16T00:33:00.002+05:30

There was a cheetah, a girrafe and porcupine who were best of friends.
The porcupine was in love with the porcupiness.
The jungle was going through an economic slump.
So the cheetah decided he would go to the city for career opportunities.
The girrafe's mom had a habit of comparing the giraffe to the cheetah all the time and the giraffe knew if the cheetah reaches the city, he is dead.
He tried to stop the cheetah but he couldnt.
The cheetah was now in the city.
The giraffe and the porcupine were left in the jungle.
They had to do something to make it big.
So the joined the Jungle School of Management.
They pledged that they would make it big in this B school.
But giraffe just could not understand management.
He was too dumb for it man.
Or may be he was too pragmatic.
He found management weird.
He could not understand why there is so much fuss about non existent issues.
'Conceptualize, strategize, organize, Prioritize'; Just in time theory and whatever...
But he had to make it big as the cheetah had already done it.
Thus he came up with a research paper on 'there and then' theory.
He explained why all decision should be made at the fastest possible with minimum of fuss and junked mathematics.
his paper was revered.
He was a celebrity.
Now the porcupine thought, cheetah is in the city, giraffe is a celeb, what do I do?
He decided he would top jungle school of management and get the top placement.
Voila!
he topped every exam in JSM.
But still the giraffe bagged the top placement for his research paper.
The porcupine fell apart.
He was the only loser in the trio now.
The porcupiness left him in minutes.
What did he do?
He got into drinking.
He drank drank drank till his neck.
And then he thought,
alcohol is bad for my liver.
So he quit drinking and started introspecting.
He had lost all desire to consume anything created by animalkind.
He wanted to be the creator of everything.
And hence he started Project X.
He worked hard thinking of the porcupiness all the time.
The girrafe was still doing his heavy job of managing turnover at a BPO.
The cheetah had found a job in a circus.
The procupiness was there some where.
And as I write this post on 16th August, 2008, the porcupine's Project X is about to make it big.

*To be continued once this post reaches 30 comments*

Short story

2008-07-10T10:05:00.007+05:30

There was a cheetah, a giraffe and porcupine who were best of friends.
The jungle was going through an economic slump.
So the cheetah decided he would go to the city for career opportunities.
The giraffe's mom had a habit of comparing the giraffe to the cheetah all the time and the giraffe knew if the cheetah reaches the city, he is dead.
He tried to stop the cheetah but he couldnt.
The cheetah was now in the city.
The giraffe and the porcupine were left in the jungle.
They had to do something to make it big.
So the joined the jungle school of Management.
They pledged that they would make it big in this B school.
But giraffe just could not understand management.
He was too dumb for it man.
Or may be he was too pragmatic.
He found management weird.
He could not understand why there is so much fuss about non existent issues.
'Conceptualize, strategize, organize, Prioritize'; Just in time theory and whatever...
But he had to make it big as the cheetah had already done it.
Thus he came up with a research paper on 'there and then' theory.
He explained why all decision should be made at the fastest possible with minimum of fuss and junked mathematics.
his paper was revered.
He was a celebrity.
Now the porcupine thought, cheetah is in the city, giraffe is a celeb, what do I do?
He decided he would top jungle school of management and get the top placement.
Voila!
he topped every exam in JSM.
But still the giraffe bagged the top placement for his research paper.
The porcupine fell apart.
He was the only loser in the trio now.
What did he do?
He got into drinking.
He drank drank drank till his neck.

*To be continued on the day this post reaches 30 comments*
jaldi karo yar. feel like writing.

2008-06-22T21:37:00.003+05:30

Event: B Day.
Date: 27th June.
Dont you dare forget it.
The best B day wish mail will get to read the first para of ATOI.

DCE

2008-06-03T00:00:00.008+05:30

Where I fell in love with Pulsar DTSI,
and discovered it can touch 120kmph.
developed passions which I had least expected four years ago,
but fell out of love with food.
became a true connoisseur of quality bakchodi,
but lost my appetite for arbitrary fart.
Where I learned electronics.
hahahahahahaahahahahahahhaaha!
Where I enjoyed soccer but not tech,
spent max hours as a moral wreck.
Where I took off for Paris,
to come back no wiser.
Where VG came to me for fundes for his gf,
and VB thought I could not bat for my life.
I made sure I proved him right,
by leading the defending champs to an off-podium finish.
Where mech cantt gave me shelter,
when lecture halls didnt.
and I spent those hours ogling rather than hogging.
Where I and Yogesh made 40 robots.
(shhh.....only 2 of them worked)
I made friends which I would definitely not marry my daughter to.
Neither let my son meet.
ACADS, all I can say is,
I seldom flunked, often passed,
aint that good enough?
I did things I wont want anyone to know.
But still leaked the news on my own.
Where the empty spaces seemed to get filled,
but da monologue of life had a different epilogue.
Life was a roller coaster,
faster than TGV.
and today, I woke up and said,
'Oye! chaar saal ho bhi gaye!!!!'
:)

Writing / humor.

2008-05-22T22:22:00.003+05:30

All writings on this globe have a certain dryness quotient.
Instinctively, I rate whatever I read on this scale and the conclusion is simple.
The drier the sense of humor, the more I like it.
Not many can see the humor hidden between the lines of what Arundhati might have to say.
Even I have not been able to get a single joke in what Joseph Heller had to say, to the extent that I have still not read Catch 22, after 3 attempts.
Or you can go the Chetan Bhagat way by hypnotizing the reader that the book is funny and leaving it up to him to look for the humor, which he mostly does.
But then came a stage when I had to choose my own style of humor and I discovered that I have never truly liked any funny writer at all.
The style that I finally adopted was dry enough for it to be readable for myself and that is nothing short of six sigma ratings and as it goes under review by several publishers, my fingers are paining from being crossed from so long.

2008-05-12T07:46:00.002+05:30

The world is indifferent to your existence.
You are a stain in the name of persistence.
Get up rascal, rise and shine.
Shake your booty to the rhythm divine.
Fuck the rules, books and your career.
What you get, Sachin and his arrears.

20 Qs

2008-05-06T11:24:00.003+05:30

Q1. Man?
Ans. yes.

Q2. Alive?
Ans yes.

Q3. Asian?
Ans no.

Q4. American(North South included)?
Ans no.

Q5. African?
Ans yes.

Q6. Sportsman?
And. no.

Q7. Entertainment?
Ans. no.

Q8. Politics?
Ans. Kinda.

Q9. Northern half of Africa?
Ans. yes.

Q10. Moroccan?
Ans. no.

Q11. Egyptian?
Ans. yes.

Q12. Politician at the national level?
Ans. very long back.

Q13. Politician at the international level?
Ans. some time back.

Q14. Is he still active?
Ans. not considerably.

Q15. Would I have heard his name?
Ans. I heard his name in class 5 and never been able to forget it.

I leave the final 5 Qs to the reader to ask me.
I have no clue how tough or easy I have made this one.
Looking forward to knowing it.
:)

sachingarg.dce@gmail.com

2008-05-05T19:08:00.003+05:30

Cricket versus Soccer.
Both are fun but cricket can never ever give the high of hitting the ground unaware, having decided to dive in too little time to prepare your posture.
Football on the other hand, gives the highest of highs, each time I fall, everything happening too fast for me to cushion my chest.

Desktop versus Laptop.
Who named this thing laptop? I am still constantly hooked with the cable. My lap is too lazy to bear its weight. What is the difference esp if you have a seven room house?

Arundhati Roy versus Rushdie.
Rushdie really saddens me as he is impossible to match. Roy cheers me up cos she is a lot easier to equal.

Committed versus Single.
Its complex. Leave it.

Blogspot versus Wordpress.
Blogspot is easier and user friendly. Every other consideration is in wordpress's favor.

Life versus Death.
Did you really think I will write about something like that?

Windows versus Linux.
Windows is like a cycle rickshaw. Linux is like a cow.

Blogging versus not blogging.
Two things are tough about blogging. One is to blog about topics I dont really feel like blogging on. The other is to not to blog on topics I really really want to blog on.

Sachin versus the world.
Both underestimate the ability of the other. Both have no clue what the other is capable of.

Speed Painting.

2008-04-29T13:09:00.006+05:30

Name:Akshita Garg.
Age:23 months.
It is hard to believe that it took April, 2008 for her to find a direct mention of her on this page.
But she was the ideal muse for my come back with water color and brush after many many decades.

10 movies I wish I had made.

2008-04-26T13:45:00.003+05:30

1. Fight Club (it is something else)
1. Blood Diamond (the best thrill in the movie was to know it is non fiction at the end)
1. The Simpson's Movie (nothing beats Simpson)
1. The Godfather (a textbook for converting a book to a movie, a lost art)
1. Sholay (some movies are so terribly internalized that you can not judge them)
1. Seven (defines intelligent cinema)
1. Ratatouille (this one showed that actually animation is the superior form of cinema)
1. The Shawshank redemption (that it does not need stars, back ground score, frills but simplicity is still the strongest tool)
1. August Rush (one of those movies which might seem absolutely stupid on paper but brilliant on screen)
1. Yojimbo (this one is yet to be bettered, even after five decades)