Spanish Court Rules it Okay to Call Boss a Son of a Bitch

Spanish Court Rules it Okay to Call Boss a Son of a Bitch
Perhaps it’s time to move to Spain because it’s apparently against the law to fire you if you happen to call your boss a son of a bitch. Oh, and you can also call your boss crazy too. I don’t know about you, but I sure think this is one of those cases where the […]

Perhaps it’s time to move to Spain because it’s apparently against the law to fire you if you happen to call your boss a son of a bitch. Oh, and you can also call your boss crazy too.

I don’t know about you, but I sure think this is one of those cases where the person really was deserving of being terminated. I know Spain must have different employment regulations, but I’d like to think a company can go ahead and fire you if you call another employee (especially your boss) a son of a bitch. Maybe that’s just me though?

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..my last day @ CS and first for the rest of life!

Hi,
Writing these “Good Bye” mails is pretty emotional(what I think!), but we’ll never get same wave of emotions on any normal day.
So finally it’s my last day at Credit Suisse, and I can remember a whole new experience of leaving my native place Delhi, walking 1.5Kms on the very first day to reach Wipro Phase 2, induction and meeting with the team.
It is a life changing experience for me, coz it’s not just a company where I came worked and gone, it surely more than that!
I’ve made best friends, participated/organized events like ZEST, IT Expo, Cubical Decoration to name a few, raised funds for Charity and frankly I loved it!
The only thing that I didn’t like about CS is the formal attire, I simply hate it!!!!
So I’m in my jeans again, looking at the blue skies and hope that will use my learnings from CS in rest of my life!
I don’t know what’s there for me in future, but would like to share few lines from a Hindi song(for those who don’t know hindi, I’ll teach u one on one

“….aasma ke paar shayad aur koi aasma hoga,
baadalon ke parbaton par koi baarish ka makaan hoga
Ooooo..
main hawa ke paron pe kahan jaaraha hoon kahan
kabhie udta hua kabhie mudta hua mera raasta chala
oho ho ho…
main hawa ke paron pe kahan jaaraha hoon kahan..”

I would like to thank my colleagues, managers and friends for their unconditional support and their belief in me.
Please do keep in touch guys!

Zindagi Migzara
Ram

Gmail: RamShankarYadav@Gmail.com
Yahoo: RamShankar.Yadav@yahoo.com
Blog : www.rams.co.nr

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…be somebody’s angel!

…yesterday after waiting for some time for public transport, I started walking in the hope that will get one if I reach at the Main Road…I tuned in some music on my phone and started walking, reached there, again started waiting!!!

….after some time I thought that let’s start walking, ya it was some 4Kms away …but so what, I can walk! and  with that spirit I started walking and enjoying music, the traffic which was passing by me at more than a speed of 60Km/ph….!

Walking is fun actually, one can think of so many things with the leisure of your own company! I always feel that the best places to think are those where pace of life is a bit faster than normal, whether it’s the corner table of a coffee shop, a crowed train, or a Highway! The common thing among them is they make u feel alone….and the departed-ness works quite well!

…so was enjoying the music while walking down the road, and then….some “angel” came in, he said “Sit, I’ll drop u”, I nodded and sat behind on his bike, then he told me that he saw me walking alone on the road, and he passed by and took a U-turn and came next to me, such a nice person he was! and at the same moment I thought of God sending angels to us, he became my angel for the day, and I felt so good and took out this learning that ….

…….in our ordinary life if we do even small things for others, we become an Angel!

…we shared basic info about each other, his name was “Kishore”, he dropped me at my place and faded away!

…whatever it take, I’ll do my bit to become somebody’s angel!

Angelism rox!

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People of Walmart
If you’re one of those people that like to point and laugh at others, you’ll probably like the website People of Walmart. While I can’t condone making fun of others, it’s just too hard not to laugh at some of the pictures posted of the various people and cars found at Walmart. Of course stereotypes […]

If you’re one of those people that like to point and laugh at others, you’ll probably like the website People of Walmart. While I can’t condone making fun of others, it’s just too hard not to laugh at some of the pictures posted of the various people and cars found at Walmart.

Of course stereotypes are frowned upon in our society, but sometimes they are just dead-on. With a Walmart within walking distance from my place, I must admit I’ve found myself venturing into the depths of Walmart insanity on multiple occasions. I guess convenience and price win out in the end for me – though some days I’ve definitely regretted the trip to the “super” store.

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Aashirwaad…… the blessing!

……being born and bought up in metro like Delhi, where everyone’s concerned with their own interest, and nobody is bothered about the other guy,….yes a society still exits there but merely to exchange gifts in diwali and drink in holi!

….waiting for my school bus at bus stop, with other kids and their parents, and uncle X comes with his kid, and my dad said….”beta uncle ko namaste karo!”(say hello to uncle), …..me being a curious creature always, thought why my dad always insists to say “Hello” to that uncle!…..as the things started passing by……I started greeting uncle and afterwards, get engaged with his son talking stuff like cartoon, movies and games…….while my dad and uncle get into their kind of talks….don’t remember exactly what they used to coz I was least concerned about their stuff!

….few year down the line we went to our village, where my grandparents stay. I was always fascinated about the things in village like the water-well, the huts and mud houses, cows, buffalos  and their calves, and other nitty gitty things I’ve heard from my mother’s long lasting/never ending village sagas! The village added an additional level of curiosity when, I was commanded by my grand-pa to touch the feet of a person, that person was my grand-pa’s friend and a Brahmin, and the same question popped out of my curious mind,…..why?

….I tried to find out why we are forced to do that exercise, and at that point in time just got one answer that just because they are elders we should!! …..even though not with the excuses/reasons given to me…..I followed the pattern blindly…..as most of us do!

….In my collage days, I met two guys from Bihar, and we later became good friends, I used to go to their places for study or other reasons like, fixing up their computers!(….yep that was my part time job during my collage day…;). During the visits to their place I found out that these guys do lot’s of feet touching  exercise in their normal course of life, whenever somebody comes to their house…..and the same old curios million dollar question!!! WHY!!!

…..this time I was a bit matured and tried to infer why? why is it necessary to say namaskaar to our guests/uncles/aunts? why it’s necessary to touch our elder’s feet? or specially on occasions like festivals or exams? and finally got the answer that ….. it’s not merely a ritual but it’s a way to show your affection towards them! It’s a way of getting their blessings which will never come out directly in front of you! On the other way round, you show your respect towards that comes from inside.

….and after this enlightenment I was never shy of touching my elder’s feet or saying “Namaskaar” to them….and that voice always comes from the depth of my heart!

Namaskaar :) 

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