I am a Salesman

March 14th, 2011-I joined an organisation not as a software engineer or analyst but as a salesman. I had consciously chosen to leave behind the IT tag and get into something that makes me happy .It’s been one year and I should say that I really got to do what I always wanted to do-Travel. I travelled all over the places I was assigned to. Through travelling I started seeing places and people I have not seen my whole life. I started appreciating small things .I started noticing small things infact.That Indian coffee house in Gwalior, that small tea shop near a wonderful mountain and manmade lake in Jaisamand (Udaipur), that small kachori shop in kota, those wonderful wind mills in Jaisalmer, that big marble mine in Udaipur, that small book shop in Jaipur who will exchange ur books and give u some other. All this travel experiences made it worthwhile. Not to mention some wonderful people I met in this one year. Sales is all about meeting people. Some are annoying, some are very humble, some are very intelligent, some are very funny, some are very dumb. None the less meeting people was the greatest education. I learnt a lot jus by visiting people and speaking to them.

Apart from new experiences and meetings and places, the biggest advantage has been nothing other than the FooodJEach place had its own version of a good meal and I was lucky enough to having tasted them all. From road side Dhaba’s to Maharaja’s own restaurant food have been a great incentive all along. I found heaven when I found Indian Coffee House in a small place like Gwalior. A trip to Udaipur is not complete without  the most extravagant meal at Nataraj(Pic attached).Anyone would die for a piece of bread from Wengers(Delhi).The  Lahsun chutney at a dhaba in Jaipur.The list would go on and on .A foodie that I am it was a pleasure and a opportunity to explore all those different tasted and appreciate them. Do ask me about the tastiest places in Rajasthan and Haryana and Delhi, and I would roll out a huge list:)

It has its own negative sides too. Often when you travel or stay in a new place, it gets very lonely. You meet a lot of people during your work hours, but after six, you are all you have to spend time with. It just gets to your head sometimes living your life away from everyone and running behind targets. For me the saviours were books. Lots of random books that I would just read to keep me occupied and not think about having to talk to someone. It did help a lot.I did start writing too. But this is a very small hindrance compared to the excitement in visiting new places. Travelling makes you understand that PEOPLE are generally good. It’s not so bad a world to live in yet. Often strangers had gone out of their way literally help someone in trouble. I can cite many such instances where the presence of good people saw me through. Once the person driving the Taxi decided to take off road and we ended up in the middle of a desert in Rajasthan .The person had so much confidence that his Indica will make it through the deserts. But it was not to happen. As expected the tyres went deep inside the sand and we were stuck. To our surprise every vehicle that crossed stopped by and made some efforts to help us. And with the help of some 3-4 vehicles we were safely escorted out to a highway. Train travels have occupied a major part of my last year in sales. And with the severe sleeping problem of mine, i have always found some good soul to wake me up on the station I was supposed to get down at. The incidents may be small, but it goes a long way in making you smile and believe that PEOPLE are good.

Apart from People, food and places, I was lucky enough to work in a B2B segment and that too for a good company. This gave me an opportunity to visit all kinds of factories and see the manufacturing process and all kind of things we use in our day to day life. It was just amazing to see real engineering and how machines doll out complex products that we consider very ordinary when we use. It was just sheer bewilderment seeing how glass bottles are made in the biggest plant in india, how Pepsi and Cokes are tremendously depleting the Sugar and Water content of our country, how marble stones are being carved out of a huge mountain, how a cloth is made, and why there is no difference between a LEVI and a ordinary Denim. And one small advice-Coke is much better and cleaner prepared than PepsiJ

Travelling all such clients meant i had to travel to all the remotest of places and there is where every time I found the most beautiful of sights and scenes. I could never ever forget the starry night sky over a large desert in Jaisalmer.The view of the largest man-made lake over the Jaisamand Mountain was a part of history that I am glad to know. For people who don’t know, that lake was built by the Maharaja just because  a girl demanded that she will marry him only if he has a ocean outside his palaceJShe did marry him. Passing through Chambal valley had often made me fear the sudden appearance of Dacoits but there aren’t any now.Banaras was a stunner. The border between India and Pakistan in Rajasthan is such a large empty land that seeing Army men living there just makes you respect them even more. I was never aware that my native place Rajasthan was such a beautiful place .Now I know better and just love it. I didn’t have a Camera to capture it all and this even made it better because now it’s in my memories and i will always long to go back to those places.

The Jaisamand lake

I can go on and on about me being happy about being a sales man. In short i have just loved the prospect of travelling and exploring places. There are many good things behind the sales targets and the pressure that will make you appreciate and love the job. The happiness and sense of achievement on selling something has very few equivalents. In the end of everything, I am a Sales man and I am proud to be a Salesman.


The city of Moksha-Banaras

Though referred to by many names (Kasi,Banaras,Varanasi), I would like it to call Banaras because that embodies the true spirit of this small little place on the banks of the Ganga. Excited and elated like a little kid getting a chance to go out, I set out for this mystic place away from the routine tall structures and false city life for a small holiday. Fortunate enough to be accompanied by a friend (also a local to Banaras),i travel in the company of thousands of people finding each available spot in the train to park themselves for the long journey. A usual sight as we get down at the station at dawn, a huge crowd trying to evacuate the station as soon as possible. The now familiar views of a Uttar Pradesh town pushes me into believing that nothing is special about this place too. It lasted for just a few moments till I step into the real Banaras. I tag along with my friend into the small corridors of the old town seeming lost in directions to follow and lost in the views i try to catch as I go along. Pan shops setting up their desks so early, Fresh Jalebis being fried, People carrying along dead bodies with the Ram chants, Tea being served in the kulhads that i thought i would never see again after my childhood. And all this as the city wakes up to a new day. At this instant i knew that i have stepped into a real special place and the excitement in me grew more.

With an exhaustive list of places to be seen already in hand with suggestions from many people, we start out with a sweet morning at Ram Bhandar.The hot Jalebis giving us the perfect start for a pleasant stay. The first place decided by my friend-the world famous Banaras Hindu University (BHU). More because it is where he had studiesJbut before that, we did what every Banarasi does and follow with utmost dedication and religious fervour-chew a Banarasi paan. The whole city represents the culture of the paan chewing people so much that a satellite image would show Banaras in RED not because of the sacredness of the place, but because of the the red juice being spit at every available space. BHU amazes one with its rich history and the vast green cover that it encompasses. With subjects ranging from Sanskrit to astronomy to Medicine to Computer, it represents a university that has evolved over a century and stands testimony to the commitment of its founder-Mr.Madan Mohan Malviya.

The most prominent public places in Banaras are its temples. Every street has its own temple dedicated to the legends of Ramayana (Ram, Hanuman) and Shiva (considered to be the source of Ganga).Hence my next stop is the most famous Hanuman temple of Banaras-Sankat Mochan temple. Not being a hard core religious guy i follow my friend all around the temples and keep pestering him to take me to the Ganga.A ride around the ancient city reveals the intrusion of many parts of the modern life-Malls, Foreign eateries but they fail to cloud the real city that is Banaras.

To be continued…


After a long time, was away from the thumping construction work at hostel,classroom disturbances(:-)),mysore traffic(which is so little)..Was away to Coorg…  Two days amidst the wonderfull forest,lush green plantations and great food and great people-What more can you ask for.The place was like noone had visited it ever and nature stands thr in full glory.It jus becomes too tempting to stop all your work and go there and jus crash,but may be it would not be that good if its always before us.Because we always take for granted something we have.So its better to have it in small doses and enjoy it every-time it comes before us.Back to the hostel..back to gossips…back to politics…back to the normal life(it had become so)…

New blog…New Thoughts

Am back after a long long time during which my only access to internet was through the slow and unreliable internet on my phone which didint allow me to post anything.Anyways am back and starting off a new blog also.The new Blog is to give some space for my thoughts on trends and issues that come up in my mind during endless hours of thinking and sleeping;)

Here’s the link


Have been noticing that there has been a considerable influence of The Buddha in all my blogs.Suits me 🙂

kahlil Gibrans love….

Love one another, but make not a bond of love

Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.

Fill each other’s cup, but drink not from one cup.

Give one another of your bread, but eat not from the same loaf.

Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,

Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping;

For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.

And stand together yet not too near together;

For the pillars of the temple stand apart,

And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.

– Kahlil Gibran (The Prophet)

Raghupati Raghava Raja Ram

रघुपति राघव राजाराम, पतित पावन सीताराम

सीताराम सीताराम, भज प्यारे तू सीताराम

ईश्वर अल्लाह तेरो नाम, सब को सन्मति दे भगवान

Lord Rama, Chief of the house of Raghu,
Uplifters of those who have fallen, (O divine couple) Sita and Rama,
Beloved, praise Sita and Rama,
God or Allah is your name, (meaning that the supreme can be called by many names)
Lord, bless everyone with this wisdom.

—–Not that i have become a devotee of Ram but the song do gives us something to think over.Just came across a nice carnatic version of this song in a recent classical music concert at our college.

For you,a thousand times over….

After reading the book “The Kite Runner” by Khaleid Husseini,i was waiting for a long to watch the movie version and finally had the chance today…A wonderfully done movie with great music and the heart of the story remaining intact….One dialogue that stood apart”For you,a thousand times over “…Worth a watch n worth a read.

A New year…But wats new???

2010 is here…a new year but with this question in mind Wats new??? Apart from same old new New year resolutions,new calendar wat else is new??

I didn’t find any…The same old students trying to fight each other over grades(rather than learning something)….The same old lamenting over the  pressure of work…The same old downgrading of grades due to poor attendance:-( ..The same old movies(except the upcoming “Enthiran”:-))…The same old “How Are you’s”…The same old boys chasing girls and girls chasing boys…The same old me planning to reduce weight as always:-)…The same old search for a good future…nthing seems to be new ….

But the NEW needs to be found withing oneself and my same old search continues to find the NEW in me:-)

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