Incentive structuring

Given the latest stuff on Mandalization of central univs and IITs and IIMs and a few other stupid decisions being taken by the government which are being allowed to go scot-free, I strongly suspect some problems with the incentive structure for the politicians. In the current first-past-the-post democracy, it seems to be becoming far more easier to play vote bank politics, and none of the politicians are complaining.

Somehow need to figure out a new system (expected comment – what’s the use anyway) which makes these buggers actually work in the interest of the nation.

More on this later.

Tu Tu Main Main

The other day an aunt called up my mom and said, ?you know, how close I used to be to my younger son? He always stuck to me whenever at home, would consult me on everything he did. Now, after he?s gotten married, he?s changed completely. His wife is such a dominating woman. And this guy just listens to everything she says, even at the cost of being nasty to me. It?s very disappointing. Every time I see them, I feel sad.

?You know, somehow, whenever I see Karthik and you together, I?m reminded of how my son used to be. He seems so close to you. And I?m afraid he might go the same way as my son. Be careful. And I?m already beginning to pity you.?

This seems to have set the cat amongst the pigeons in my mom?s head. She?s now hell-bent that I shouldn?t bring home a girl who?s even remotely dominating. Mom?s trying to stress upon the fact that ?niceness? should be one very important criterion while I ?evaluate? potential wives. ?You say that the most important thing is that she should talk well and be a good companion, but don?t forget that if she?s not very nice, it?s you who?s going to suffer. I don?t have any vested interest in this, but just telling you so that you don?t suffer later on in life?.

Coming to think of it, any half-intelligent woman would prefer a docile to an aggressive daughter-in-law. She would prefer a DIL who wouldn?t have a dramatic influence on her son, one who would let her son be the mamma?s boy he always ways. One who wouldn?t ?cause much trouble? in her son?s life. One who would just be content with looking after him well?

If you are a single woman, and think you?re even remotely aggressive, please think twice before you enter the market for arranged marriages!

being cyrus

Saw being cyrus today. Slightly bulbed for most of it, but then the ending made up for the whole thing. I wouldn?t like to spoil it for you here, but even if you aren?t the kind who watches ?offbeat? movies, this is something you shouldn?t miss. If I exaggerate a little bit, at the end of the movie I had almost the same feeling I did after seeing The Usual Suspects.

And yeah, Dimple Kapadia, despite her age, is still hot. Simone Singh (I?ve seen her in some ad, but can?t remember which) also looks real good!

Watch it.

Pricing telecom like electricity?

When I dialed up to connect earlier this morning, I was thinking of the similarity between telecom services and electricity ? funda being that both can?t be ?stored? and in both, a lot of idle capacity has to be built. So was wondering if some day telecom would be priced similar to electricity is today in the US! With a take-or-pay agreement or something. Need to build on this idea but let this stub stay here and let you people?s imagination flow.

One thign here – electricity generally has a single buyer – the transmission company while in case of telecom the customers are fragmented. need to factor that in.

Rape

crazy idea that’s stemmed out of a long phone cnoversation. we were talking about the fact that a process is not worth it unless everyone involved is enjoying it.

given this, the funda of rape makes no sense at all! because there’s one party that’z clearly not enjoying it! which means that the “pleasure” that the other party gets out of the thing is only marginal, very small compared to what he’d be getting through a mutually agreed sexual intercourse.

that someone might stoop to rape someone for so little pleasure means he should be really sexually deprived indeed!

Dialup

For this one month gap between leaving college and joining my job, I have to contend with a dialup connection at home. numerous pleas to my dad to get a data one connection seem to have fallen on deaf years and it looks like i’ve to make do with this connection. Just come online once every night and maybe once in the morning to check mail and BRacket, and that’s about it.

anyways, 2 things I wanted to write about in the last couple of days but couldn’t because of the lack of immediate access to a comp.

1. the box i tried to open, and almost succeeded, but just managed to fail and get my finger jammed.
2. about how Kathriguppe is becoming a retail haven. don’t think too many others can boast of having a Big Bazaar as their closest retailer!
3. about how an alarmingly high number of people from my school seem to have generally given up in life; and how I can’t seem to even remotely connect to a number of people from my school.

More later.

near death experience

Woke up this morning with a slightly painful left shoulder. When I thought about it carefully, I figured out I had had a near-death experience yesterday night.

was driving home after a dinner out yesterday night. i was somewhere betweeen the Forum and Christ College when it happened. A branch arbitly broke off from a tree and fell on my head. Thankfully, i was wearing a helmet, so the thing just bounced off, brushed my shoulder and fell down. And I just continued on my way as if nothing had happened.

i’m so lucky i was wearing a helmet. I swear never to drive a 2-wheeler without a helmet again. and yeah, despite this experience, I would any day prefer a 2-wheeler to a car. If not for just the ease of manouevre it’s about the wind hitting you, you feeling involved in the traffic around, or as Robert Pirsig put it, feeling the ground six inches below your feet!

bike, I’ll miss you when I go to bombay next month!

last post from IIMB

guess this will be my last post from IIMB. I’ve packed up most things in my room (everything except my comp). I’ll soon be moving everything to my car and driving off. moving home for the next one month.

finally it seems to be hitting me that I’m not part of this place any more. feeling really lousy right now. have worked on the packing as slowly as possible. initial plan was to be home for lunch; i’ve overshot by a full seven hours!

slightly embarrassing but yeah, i’m almost in tears right now. last time i felt this senti while graduating out of a school was a full eight years ago, when I finished my tenth standard from Sri Aurobindo Memorial School.

all good things have to come to an end i guess!

With a heavy heart

I’ve started packing up my stuff to take home. The books and reading materials have been sorted out. the ones i’m taking are in one neat pile.

I’m currently gathering my stationary. Just put in that Hero pen with which I had written my JEE. And the reynolds pen-pencil which I had used for my CAT. 🙂 Then there are sundry Add Gels and Reynolds Racer Gels. Damn MARS for not stocking refills for the pens they sell. Ah, my mom would be really pleased to see a working stapler, adn so many pins. She won’t appreciate the post-its though. She thinks it’s some pseud fancy item I’ve picked up.

found a lot of money on the table. almost 20 bucks! put them in my wallet. then there’s that old blue penstand I’d bought when i was in 5th standard!

a whole lot of CDs. some empty, some with course material, some with music.

premier bookshop coupons. i heard it’s closing down, so better cash them fast.

passport size photographs. the rakhi my cousin had put on me last august. a lot of other sundry stuff.

they’ll all go to my car in a couple of hours and then go home! That day when I walked in and picked “G004” seems like it was just yesterday! how time flies!