tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-195841012024-03-07T13:43:18.205+05:30The Ignorant's BlogShaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-23072746212465488762010-02-28T13:15:00.001+05:302010-02-28T13:16:57.779+05:30OutsourcingEarly morning class of Business Strategy was unusually packed. The professor asked the class, "What is outsourcing?"
"Getting someone else to do the work which you can't do in the best way or the work is not lucrative enough to spend your precious time", someone responded in colloquial language."I liked this definition, simple yet complete", one of the rare incidents when the professor was Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-12602072399090526612010-02-21T20:51:00.002+05:302010-02-21T20:55:54.440+05:30Spice of TraditionBhidu is a traditional person and his favorite God is Lord Krishna. When we meet, our discussion revolves around his progress in achieving the target - 10/10/10, the date by when he plans to get hitched.
"Mini is the perfect girl for me - someone who can match shot to shot with me (of Tequila)", Bhidu was animated."Thats great!", being a teetotaler I was not able to appreciate this.&Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-73584997943956400432009-12-13T18:48:00.002+05:302009-12-13T18:58:35.106+05:30The Second Partition"Mini is not around, please come with me for shopping tomorrow." It was Rimi's message in request cum order tone.
Thinking himself as Mini's replacement was not a particularly enjoyable idea, but Gopu agreed."Ok."
"Let's meet at 9 am in Sahara Mall".
Getting up early morning in Gurgaon winter on a Saturday is something that you can do only for a special person.
Sahara Mall at 9 am, foggyShaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-75278795000062490892009-12-05T17:38:00.005+05:302009-12-05T18:37:14.116+05:30Discharged21 days of continuous office work without any weekend break. On 22nd day, Friday, work was under control and Gopu managed to leave office by 9 pm. He took a cab home and closed his eyes to catch some sleep.His mobile rang... it was Jhhadoo. Gopu reluctantly picked the mobile. (To his credit Jhhadoo did a great job in managing his team by phone. Even Dawood and Chhota Shakeel could learn some tipsShaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-76351052800511033362009-11-22T17:45:00.007+05:302009-11-25T22:04:46.265+05:30Birth of GopuFor last 18 months, I had not posted anything on my blog.Now I am back to blogging and I plan to tell the story through some interesting characters. I'll keep all the posts FICTIONAL, but if you happen to find an element of reality in it, then you are plain lucky.Lets get introduced to the main characters.Gopu - Protagonist. Simple from outside: complicated inside. Knows what he doesn't like and Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-81704954881278405062008-04-01T13:15:00.004+05:302008-04-01T13:23:09.265+05:30The Last DrinkApple with his four close friends, were performing their weekly ritual, meeting over drinks. Everyone was enjoying each others’ company. After few drinks all except Apple were down. Apple wondered, whether he should be happy that he is awake and can still enjoy the drink or feel sad since he is alone to sip the last drink. For those who haven’t fathomed meaning out of this: drink is Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-79275704601598506112007-03-10T20:05:00.000+05:302007-03-14T14:53:53.577+05:30Time Value of MoneyApple and Orange were at headquarters of a big company at Nariman Point, Mumbai's premier business district. Both were MBA students and had come to meet a manager in that company for some inputs on their project. The meeting went well and Apple and Orange were gazing at skyscrapers at Nariman Point. “One day I’ll become CEO of this company”, Apple exclaimed ambitiously. Then he asked Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-44106060433467208202007-02-18T13:26:00.000+05:302007-02-18T13:36:19.834+05:30Innovation EverywhereOrange, a thief went to a shop which accepted second hand goods. He used to sell most of his stolen goods in that shop, and the shopkeeper was aware of that. This time Orange had all his bags, small and big, for sell. He used these bags while stealing goods and money. Shopkeeper wondered and said, “Are you planning to quit your profession?” Orange replied, “No, but I have moved up the Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-33465898958878792652007-02-07T23:45:00.000+05:302007-02-08T00:00:30.067+05:30God’s Own KidsOrange was preparing for his MBA final placements. He was putting in as much time and effort as possible to get the dream job. Books were piled up of on his study table; he was searching from his laptop for as much information as he can swallow. Each and every second was precious!! Lemon was loudly singing and playing guitar. Lemon was Orange’s roommate and classmate. He had just returned Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-50174560171279574182007-01-26T23:36:00.000+05:302007-01-26T23:58:07.529+05:30Future SynergyDate – 26th January, 2015Place – Mumbai CEO of the biggest Indian IT company, Lemon Corp had called a press conference to make an announcement. No one in the press was aware about what was going to be announced. All reporters were curiously waiting for the conference. “IT industry and our company are at decisive point. The competitive advantage is not technology but talent. There is Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-59087090957531681922007-01-15T19:49:00.000+05:302007-01-15T19:58:54.927+05:30Shouting for SilenceHe was sleeping in his home. Some noise outside the home spoiled his sleep. He was frustrated. He decided, "I'll sleep only when I get complete silence around me." He came out of home and screamed at people who were making noise. Those people stopped making noise.Still there was not complete silence. He made up his mind to find a place of complete silence.He was beating a drum, shouting and Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-14771621547908250112007-01-07T22:56:00.000+05:302007-01-07T22:58:34.163+05:30Relationship ManagerI was sitting alone in a café. The café was crowded, with very few seats left empty. A man occupied a seat in front of me. He was near thirty and was formally dressed. I was getting bored sitting alone so I started chatting with him. I introduced myself. He told me that, he had done his MBA from a reputed B-School and was working with a top bank as Relationship Manager. Whenever I meet Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-91670642482785076482007-01-01T14:54:00.000+05:302007-01-01T15:28:24.088+05:30Economics of Attraction"Am I so attractive? Why is everyone trying to impress me? This never happened in my graduation college,” She was thinking about these questions in her mind. She was just one month into the B-School and was wondering why she was getting so much attention from boys. In her thoughts she almost forgot that she was attending a lecture. Economics teacher's loud voice interrupted her thoughts, "Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-26841114563906537942006-12-28T11:52:00.000+05:302006-12-28T11:59:38.563+05:30Paradox of Brand ImmunityBrand positioning, Brand revival, Brand royalty..... It was almost branding bombardment in the marketing class. The MBA student was fed up with this daily brand staple. Brands followed him even when he was out of class, at home as TV commercials, on road as billboards, while surfing on websites and now also during movies. Brands were not only giving him mental torture but they were also pinching Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1162316256161482852006-10-31T22:59:00.000+05:302006-10-31T23:09:16.493+05:30Honest QuestionPlacement season in the B-School. Pressure, anxiety and tension was palpable in the air. I was just another rat in the race, attending one GD after another and many interviews in between.In one such interview I was sitting opposite a panel of experienced interviewers who were ready to test me. They asked me all sorts of questions, HR, academics, currents affairs, economics, extracurricular Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1153747869569559202006-07-24T18:36:00.001+05:302009-04-12T18:40:04.099+05:30Cocktail of IndecisionThree friends from a big B-School were facing a difficult question, "Which Specialization?".From so many specializations, they decided to choose from either Finance or Marketing. To discuss this difficult question they thought of doing brainstorming in Juice parlor.In Juice Parlor"This menu is too much confusing, if we look at all options, we cannot decide which juice to choose from.""I guess we Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1152537193806240992006-07-10T18:39:00.000+05:302006-07-10T18:43:13.823+05:30Counting CurseI was eating strawberries with my friend.After that strawberry feast, I asked her, "How many strawberries you ate?"She replied, "I didn't count. I was enjoying its taste. Its taste is amazing. Did you like taste of strawberries?""Uhh.. I was counting strawberries while eating. I missed out on its taste", I responded.Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1151680376333079232006-06-30T20:32:00.000+05:302006-06-30T20:44:48.693+05:30Next ExperimentNew blog for new thoughts!!Here is my next experiment, Shailesh Speaks . All are invited to be a part my new journey."The Ignorant's Blog" for my Soul."Shailesh Speaks" for my Brain.Love- The-IgnorantShaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1151158307890037462006-06-24T19:28:00.000+05:302006-06-24T19:41:47.903+05:30The-Ignorant in B-SchoolI have got a big break. I couldn't resist the temptation to share this great news with readers of this blog.I'll be joining JBIMS , one of the best B-School in India, this academic year.By God's grace, this is reality, not fiction :)- The-IgnorantShaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1150956485024328002006-06-22T11:35:00.000+05:302006-06-22T11:38:05.040+05:30Middle PathA group of men and a group of women were involved in heated debate.Men believed - "God is a man."Women argued - "God is a woman."'Wise' man thought he was master of negotiations. He believed that solution for every problem can be found by taking a middle path.Wise man made heroic entry in this fight.Wise man suggested to the fighting groups, "God is neither man nor woman, God is somewhere in Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1149947178790986862006-06-10T19:14:00.000+05:302006-06-10T19:19:26.600+05:30Everything But WorkI was furious, my flat was not ready and builder's reply was "Work in Progress". I decided to check whats happening at construction site.I reached at construction site. What I saw was really unexpected.Almost no worker was working. Some were writing letters, some were busy meeting their friends, some were playing football. Even this was not enough. Some people were busy with pundit matching theirShaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1149235635459621542006-06-02T13:35:00.000+05:302006-06-02T13:41:47.853+05:30Bookish LeadershipI was travelling by train. I was reading a good book sitting on a window seat.A teenager sitting opposite me was also reading a book, "Swimming Guide". I thought he was the most stupid person on earth. Can art of swimming be learnt by reading book?I curiously asked that teenager,"Do you believe by reading this book you will learn how to swim?"Teenager confidently replied, "Yes!! This book is Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1147782269290271442006-05-16T17:51:00.000+05:302006-05-16T17:54:29.310+05:30People ARE System and System IS PeoplePeople make System OR System makes People ?Probably Both.People make System AND System makes People.People ARE System and System IS People.Still People crib about System.People -> System -> People -> System -> PeopleIts a Circle, Origin is End and End is Origin.Sometimes this Circle is Virtuous,Sometimes this Circle is Vicious.When it is vicious, someone should break it.Who should break the Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1147424274707842302006-05-12T14:20:00.000+05:302006-05-12T14:34:15.580+05:30Meet My FriendsFriends in Buddy List are people I have interacted with and I admire them (Don't know if its true other way also).Friends in Blogger's Park are the one's I haven't met yet, but would love to meet some day some time. I came across these people by my blog.All of you have loved my blog. I am sure I would love to visit my friends' blogs too.Friend's in Blogger's Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19584101.post-1146636311125055902006-05-03T11:33:00.000+05:302006-05-03T11:38:59.330+05:30Contemporary WisdomA bright engineering student said, "I kept almost 40 percent of syllabus for option (read- I didn't prepared for it), because examiners ask very few questions on that 40 percent part, also these questions are too difficult. I have prepared for the easier part. I am confidant that I'll get good score."Wise man thought, "Intelligent boy. He studies for marks not knowledge."Marketing manager of a Shaileshhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019947478704271690noreply@blogger.com5