tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68494748766496869472024-02-20T08:07:34.978+05:30Point BlankAn honest attempt to clear the cobwebs in my mind...Try and think different...To see what others see, but in a way different from others...Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-18875829251381604582021-04-24T19:43:00.003+05:302021-04-24T20:01:50.595+05:30The Second Wave! It's been a bit more than a year into the pandemic. World over, it has been tough times for everyone. There was so much happening, so much VUCA(typical management jargon: Volatility Uncertainty Complexity Ambiguity) that there was not enough clarity of thought to write something meaningful.Personally and professionally, things were tough for most part of 2020. But thankfully, Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-3915726525567948852019-07-13T09:29:00.000+05:302019-07-13T11:25:03.575+05:30A new learning
Its been a while since my last post. Between then and now, a lot of things have happened. On the good part, I went to Europe in warm weather- though it was only Germany. All my previous trips till then were in gloomy winter.
And since I could spend a weekend, I got a chance to visit the Mercedes Benz Museum in Stuttgart - for which I got a free entrance, by virtue of my company ID card.
This Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-34132043555413840402019-05-04T20:43:00.000+05:302019-05-05T07:00:09.621+05:30Leadership
I've been contemplating to write on this topic for a while now.
While I was interviewing for my present job, one of the interviewers asked me, "What's leadership according to you?"
I had prepared quite well for the assessment, but somehow missed preparing for this question specifically.
Being an avid cricket follower, I replied that for me Clive Lloyd is a great example of Leadership for theSantosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-18177355174611184942019-04-22T21:06:00.002+05:302019-04-22T21:06:30.294+05:30Why so Serious?
Recently I was scanning around my Alexa playlist for music by Ennio Morricone, the same person who created the music for "The Good, The Bad and The Ugly". I chanced upon this magnificent track from an Italian movie "Malena", featuring an equally beautiful Monica Bellucci.
It's about the childhood crush of a young boy on a much older lady. And like most crushes, this one is about the Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-62011859680718769182019-02-22T21:10:00.003+05:302019-02-22T21:10:57.951+05:30Putting India First
I've been caught up with a lot of things lately, which didn't give me enough time post for a while now.
I was also on my annual pilgrimage vacation encompassing temple runs through coastal Karavali and Malnad regions. A 1000 kilometre drive is good for the car, and for me as well.
I must admit, the best time for photography at my grandma's house somewhere in the deep forests of Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-28664664774834580212019-01-05T09:56:00.000+05:302019-01-05T09:56:35.256+05:30Time!
I'd like to wish readers of my blog posts a very Happy and Prosperous New Year 2019. Maybe a lot of you have made a lot of new year's resolutions, good luck with that.
I'm not much of a fan of new year resolutions. I try to bring in new changes on a weekly basis.
Agile vs waterfall if you may call it.
There's one thing I've been trying to change almost every Monday now, but struggling with Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-75281773992305774882018-12-16T17:42:00.000+05:302018-12-22T19:20:40.079+05:30Don't think about the Pink Elephant
When you read the heading of this post, what was the first thing that came to your mind? A Pink Elephant?
Off late, this has been the question that I ask many of my teammates. And I ask this everytime someone comes up to me and says,
"I don't think we are in a bad position for this sprint."
"I don't think I have a problem with my manager."
"I don't think we'll be able to complete this Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-21750410171989551102018-12-01T10:32:00.000+05:302018-12-01T13:37:54.585+05:30Enchanting Europe
There were a few other topics that I wanted to write about, but since I returned from a short business trip, I thought I'll write about it first while its still fresh in memory.
I got an opportunity to travel to Germany for the workshop of a new project, and I had quite a few of my colleagues with me. Most of them stayed in the same hotel as mine, in a quiet countryside hotel in a place justSantosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-61167471935854899382018-11-22T12:33:00.002+05:302018-11-22T12:33:48.670+05:30Generation of Degeneration
My last post was after a long time. I'm glad that a lot of people liked it, which gave me that much more incentive to write again on a more regular basis. Thanks to all for that.
Time was always a constraint, but more than that being able to sit in a quiet calm place and gather my thoughts into a meaningful post was not happening.
Most of my previous drafts ended up as '..half a page of Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-51307999348521909442018-11-03T10:10:00.000+05:302018-11-06T21:00:24.218+05:30Stand up and Take charge
Last evening, while at the badminton club I had this discussion with a close friend of mine. He was my colleague at my second job. He had joined as a fresher some 11 years ago, and still continues to work there.
The statement that I made to him was, "People working there have a good job with great pay packages, but rarely anyone made a good career."
What he is doing now, is more or less the Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-27936479858830028802015-07-21T17:55:00.001+05:302015-07-25T21:20:55.202+05:30Invest, as you can't depend on a single source of incomeI had a long chat with a relative a few months back at a wedding function, while waiting for the bride and groom to tie the knot. Apparently, he was keen on dabbling into stocks. With the intention of having another source of income. So that he could say 'goodbye' to the IT lifestyle eventually.
Here are some interesting parts of the discussion, and some suggestions in general to some of my old Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-90144712619382787512014-10-28T15:41:00.000+05:302014-10-28T17:00:13.742+05:30Method in the madness
Twice previously I have posted about how things work in the software industry. One was about planning, and the other on how appraisals are done.
Those were written at a time when I was an individual contributor, and the helpless frustration was evident in the sardonic tone of the posts. Then, I was forced to do what I was told, and in a way in which I was told to do.
Times changed, and so didSantosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-52496093491713576432009-11-17T15:05:00.012+05:302009-11-19T17:17:32.021+05:30Never Say Die!A few days back, I read the book "Its Not About The Bike", the autobiography of Lance Armstrong.For the uninitiated, Lance Armstrong is an American cyclist who won the Tour De France record 7 times in a row. When you consider that the race spans over the length and breadth of France, spanning more than 3000 grueling kilometers, in all kinds of weather and across all kinds of terrain, you'd feel Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-24660786108533416282009-10-23T08:49:00.006+05:302009-10-23T10:34:27.171+05:30How things Work(Part II)This is a story that I happened to read somewhere a few years ago. After seeing a lot of things happening around, I thought of sharing this story with all of you.And in the process, I wanted to have some fun. So I modified the story accordingly.So, here it goes.Eight monkeys working in a large company were sent a mail and asked to go and assemble in the big board room. They were told to sit Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-44385475290428897132009-02-20T19:38:00.022+05:302009-03-06T10:01:23.154+05:30Home Box OfficeIts been quite a while since I posted something. No, I didn't join the Slow Blog Movement. I was just busy with a lot of other things. And sometimes I was busy doing nothing. But to be honest, I didn't have much to write as well.Most weekends were spent doing some household chores, playing badminton and of course, catching up with some good movies. And I like to watch movies at home itself, Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-36348699157582046972008-10-31T20:51:00.016+05:302008-11-24T20:39:31.688+05:30Wild FlowersRecently I'd been to my grandmother's place, which also happens to be my birthplace. A small village by the name Melpal, situated about 70 kilometres from Chickmaglur. In all a 310 kilometre drive from Bangalore.As always, the drive to and from that place is absolutely exhilerating.And if I have to write more about the drive itself, I shall have to post it as a separate thread. In short, all I Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-757756523577390272008-09-05T20:45:00.015+05:302008-09-16T09:37:17.109+05:30Hitting out!!!After a long period of sullen silence, its time for one of those Point Blank posts.A few days back I was thinking of the importance of planning. Then the picture of this freeway interchange in LA that I had to drive through a few years back came into my mind.This interchange was so intricately complex that it took me almost 20 minutes of studying Google maps to figure out which part to take to Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-55760048800696513462008-07-01T20:04:00.005+05:302008-07-01T21:14:34.350+05:30The Inner TurmoilAs I sat down in the bus today, I just asked myself, "Isn't my greatest enemy, the enemy who's within?"It all started with two days of lull in office, most of which were spent hitting the refresh button of all my Email clients, GMail and so on.All this led to an unusually long rally of thoughts, which went back and forth in my mind and led to a few unanswered questions as I boarded the evening Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-91350871203042053892008-06-23T20:32:00.013+05:302008-06-28T13:32:15.413+05:30One Fine Saturday MorningIt was a pleasant Saturday morning and I decided that I wont waste this one lying around at home. So I woke up long before sunrise and decided to drive away someplace not so far away from Bangalore city. My good friend Sunil's always eager to give me good company, provided that he's in India.He said knew a hillock just after the international airport, which was used by my old manager(from my Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-13452932029346615682008-06-02T20:26:00.012+05:302008-06-06T14:55:40.272+05:30Never miss the busIts been a long time since I posted something on my blog. Thanks to laziness, work pressure and thanks to IPL too.I've always believed that one should never miss the bus. And being the stickler that I am, I kept the record intact for 7 long years right from my college days. And 2 weeks back this streak ended when I missed the bus for the very first time. I guess a lot of it had to do with the Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-6026193935674895982008-04-08T20:31:00.000+05:302008-12-14T10:06:55.166+05:30Bangalore'dImagine a pleasant Saturday morning and you are driving at 7 AM and tuned in to Time Tunnel on Radio Indigo.Happily listening to Freddie Mercury singing "Those were the days of our lives..." in his magnificiently operatic voice .Eager to drive along picturesque Golf Course Road.A road which instantly makes you feel as though you are passing through a sleepy village in Europe.The golf greens, the Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-25345200766492099302008-02-19T09:21:00.024+05:302008-03-04T09:08:55.591+05:30How things work?Appraisals are due for me shortly, and by the time I complete this post I'm pretty sure the annual story telling competition in my project shall be over.Whether or not my story impresses my manager is yet to be seen.But after spending close to 5 years in the IT industry, I have some views about our industry in general, that I felt like sharing. Let me try to be different.Instead of being a Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-12223424720673717602008-02-04T20:45:00.000+05:302008-02-09T23:21:30.333+05:30Comfortably Numb or Romantically Challenged?Quite a lot of my friends must have read my post on crushes.I got the maximum number of comments on that.Some said it took them down memory lane, and for some it was something that they could relate to.Something that might have happened in their lives too. Five months after I posted that, I thought let me write something more about things similar to that.I must have had a few more crushes during Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-91920938912518124162008-01-15T09:20:00.000+05:302008-01-17T10:36:02.187+05:30Are We Any Different?I was searching the internet for some old funny animation strips. Thanks to Youtube,I found two of my old time favourites.One was about how not to drive.Bruno Bozetto, the Italian cartoonist must have done this keeping in mind how driving's done in Italy. The first 60 seconds of the animation were enough for me to ask,"...as Indians, are we any different?"The most striking part of the animation Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6849474876649686947.post-88042782195551106782008-01-07T21:41:00.000+05:302008-01-09T09:57:46.165+05:30Life's a journey, enjoy the drive!Every year, we, as a family somehow find time to go off on a vacation.And the most likely place that we visit is Melpal.For the uninitiated, Melpal happens to be my mom's hometown.Or rather,its a small village in the midst of the western ghats of Chickmagalur district.This time, we planned to do a bit more than just laze around in the midst of nowhere, far away from the din of city life. So we Santosh Udipihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06744672223502687946noreply@blogger.com0