Its one of those days today.....you know the ones...when you think every thing is gonna be jus alright!!

You watch a crappy movie with your once-broken-up group of friends...embittered relations dont seem so bitter today....a feeling of hope creeps in and makes your heart feel lighter..aakhir umeed pe duniya kayam hai!!lolzz..

A school friend scraps something really, really silly..so silly that it makes u laugh so hard that u actually fall off from the chair!!(yes that happened!)

A dear friend suggested scrapping instead of chatting...we end up writing really silly stuff for the entire world to see..wat d heck!! even that was fun!!

A friend who had stopped talking, buzzed (after many months!) and small though it may seem..we did converse.

Aah...rare are such days in my life these days...the ones which leave a smile on your face without a hint of doubt...give you a feeling of being truly blessed!
Just one thing to say, " I am stuck like dope, on this thing called hope!!"

Edit :
Whoa!! it turned even better....trek friend called up and ordered to be there for the kalsubai trek (aye nalayak, mukatyane ye kalla naa!!...were the inviting words)

Muah..in love with my world :))

The randomness of my life just doesnt cease..I do things I dont know what for. really arbit things excite me when i need to be really studying hard for my exams which loom large only a few days ahead...Exams..the test of our knowledge..or is it??
I mean..just right now..I am reading some random blogs of people I dont even know and even more random posts on PG when i havnt even started with my CAT prep...all this while my head n hair stinks of an obnoxious concoction of curds, coconut oil and lemon juice....why??? well, lets just say my mom had loads of free time at hand and I, being her first-born, happen to be her favourite guniea pig!!

Watched Babasaheb Purandare's "Jaanta Raja" yesterday at Shivaji park. And yes, the Queen's language would fail to do any justice to this topic..so lemme start in my mother-tongue.
Kaal "Jaanta Raja"chya shubharambhacha prayog baghitla...pan "baghne" ha shabd ithe faar chukicha vaatto...toh ek experience hota...ek asa anubhav jo pratyekane ekda tari anubhavava..
te baghtanna..manaat ek chaos hota...thakk karun sodnaara ek chitran hota te..pan tyahunhi vichaar karayla laavnare anek prashna hote tyat!!

Shivaji maharaj he maharashtracha daivat....tyancha abhimaan pratyek marathi mansala aahe (ho, high-lighted kes ani kaanat dul ghalnarya marathi mulala dekhil!!) Pan maharashtra la swarajya ani surajya milvun denyaat eka stree cha sinvhacha vaata aahe...

Jar Jijabainni swarajyachi swapna pahilich nasti tar??
Adilshah chya darbari ruzu aslelya aaplya kartabgaar pati che 'sardar' asnyaatch tyanni dhanyata maanli asti tar??
Shivba var jar tyanche sanskaar naste tar kharach pudhe jaun Shivaji maharaj....neetivant, kulvant, varadvant, samarthyavant zale aste??

Aaj jya maharashtrat aapan svattahachi janmabhoomi samjun rahtoy..tee aapli rahili asti? maharashtra ek hindu rajya rahila asta?? ki adilshahi, nizamshahi kinva delhi chya mogulanchi jahagir zali asti...ekhadi Islamic state?? aani kaal jya maidanat "Jaanta Raja"cha prayog pahila..jithe majha balpan gela, tya jagecha naav Shivaji Park asta??

Pan apan kharach 'nalayak' tharlo...Shivaji rajanchi aathvan varshatun ekda kaadhto..te hi janma tithi var vaad ghalayla....sarkari sutti milte mhanun..nasti tar tehi kela nasta.(Shanivar-ravivar la jodun yeil toh divas tharavatat..ka tar.."soy" mhanun). Shivaji raje aata fakt "soy" mhanun rahilet ka??
Pu La jase 'Hari tatya' madhye mahanale hote....aaj-kal chya modern kutumbaat..10 divsanchya ganpaticha lodging-boarding parvadat naslyamule toh 1 1/2 divsaanvar aanlay..te tari ka tar..mulanvar changle sanskaar na ghadlyacha aal yeu naye mhanun. Rahile fakt upkara karita...saarkhach aata..rahile fakt soyee purta!!

Orkut chi katkat!!

Orkut zalay jaam addictive, savay tyachi sutat nahi,
Pan scrapping kartanna kuthetari, sanwaad saadhna rahun gela...

Mitranna "testimonials" lihilya anek,
Pan aai-babanna "love you" mhanaycha rahun gela...

"Buzz" marlyavar mitrane, "hi" mazha tayar ase,
Pan damlelya babanna paani dyaycha rahun gela...

Bhaubeej yanda "scraps" madhunach, tasech diwali-dasara,
Samor basvun, mothya bhavala owalna rahun gela...

Mahinyatun ekda "wassup??" cha scrap, tari mhane amhi, "In touch"!!
SP chya kattyavar, fad jamvun, "gazalya" marna rahun gela...

Chaar bhintit adkavun svattahala, guntle me svattaha madhye,
Ya jeevanatach guntle itke, jagaycha rahun gela...

Look ma, one more crappy poem.

Okay!! Wrote this about two months back...but frankly speaking, I am ashamed of it. Even thought of disowning this baby of mine..but then, "What the heck!!", good or bad, it DID come out of me..err my mind. It is supposed to be a poem but turns prose-ish towards the end..even the rhyme scheme goes for a toss then and it does end quite abruptly too. So, the question is why should you read it in the first place??? Hmm............ah, well....ahem...why dont u just read the damn thing????? So, here's presenting the saddest one by far..

"These are a few of my favourite things" (Yeah, yeah...even the title is dhapoed)

An idle Sunday,
A shiny May day.
Showers in June,
Cool winds over hot sand dunes.

A hike to a hill-top,
Sweaty n tired, till ready to drop.
Forts and ruins, the forgotten history,
Wonder n amaze at the surreal mystery.

Dozens of cutting coffees, all shared,
Munna's bread pakodas too, not spared.
Debates n discussions in a lively din,
Some succeeding, some going straight to the bin.

Three in an umbrella, pushing each other out,
Late night calls with exam fever n doubts.
Last paper relief, the high n joy !
Cheap matinee movies with friends, Oh boy !!

For boring lectures, sedation - the antidote,
Writing crappy poems, when others take down notes.

You still reading???? God!! you are more jobless than i ever thought ;)).......may He save you!

Ok guys!! You can stop sending out those obituaries… I am still alive, just suffering from selective amnesia where I keep forgetting I have a blog and I am supposed to update it every once in a while. God!! I go missing for a few days and people get all panicky...blogging isn’t the only thing I do...I am quite a busy bee you know….I know, I know this blog is like a lifeline for you…the only ray of hope in your otherwise dark, dull and wretched lives...but the next time I go missing, please don’t bother me with phone calls n orkut scraps...just go n ask Oprah!! Phew… What a thankless job this is!!
Hehehe...who am I kidding?? Apart from a few loyal friends (3 to be precise), nobody bothers to read this crap of mine and me busy?? Yeah right...warming the chair infront of my pc, for so long...that it will soon burn in a hole and I will fall through. But yeah ...blogging makes me feel good and about someone reading it or not?? As if I care…(actually I do, hence I blog.....wow..so much for my self-esteem!)
Ok,here’s a poem I wrote at 2 at night…God knows why I can’t think straight the whole day and suddenly get this so-called 'creative inspiration' at unearthly hours!!

A tear peeping from the gates of her eyes,
A smiling face with emotions it belies.
A hand that shivers as it touches the screen,
A bond so strong by forces unseen.

It began with an email, on a shiny morn,
With photos of her grandchild, newly born.
She yearned to hold him, hug him tight,
Gush over him without respite.

His tiny feet in her wrinkled hands,
but he was far away in a foreign land.
A land of dreams, they say, it was,
Young sons from old mothers, it draws.
It fulfills the dreams, of all those who mattered,
But the day her son left, hers were shattered.

Reduced to a spectator in their lives, was she now,
She wondered when this happened, why and how.
She longed for their sight, sound n touch.
Emails, calls n money transfers didn’t serve much.

Will I ever see my blood again, she wondered.
Or live this lonely life just longing, she pondered.
May be my life wasn’t worth a visit here.
She wondered atleast if her death would be luckier.

Blessing that newborn, with all the love n care.
She walked away, with clouded vision that could no longer stare.

Ziddi hum bhi yahan....

Years of rigid mentalities, deep-rooted mindsets and the stubborness of never to change.
I refuse to accept them. I refuse to follow the old, foolproof , oft-trodden way. Refuse to submit myself to this system wherein others decide my fate. Whatever happened to "you are the maker of your own destiny ?" And what exactly is destiny?? An already-laid-down map which we have to follow or something that we build along the way because of the choices that we make?
Submission to their decisions....thats what they wish for.."accept it mutely and follow without even raising an eyebrow. Do we see your mouth opening to complain?..shut it then n there"
Nah!! Not anymore..How many voices will they kill? Their muffled sounds would still make a noise!

I will do it because I can.
I can because I want to.
I want to because you said I couldn't.

Even if everyone says you dont stand a chance, don't give up on your dreams...'coz courage isn't in doing something when you know you will win, but doing it inspite of knowing you may lose!!

Generation..Loose Control?

Read Anandan’s article on Aamir Khan today. The lady seemed clearly cynical about all the recent happenings. One would get the idea that Khan is suffering from ‘attention-deficiency’ syndrome or something. She cites his example as a claim to fame and is clearly upset over his media-hogging venture.

I would say… give him a break guys…Just how many ‘stars’ can you name who would climb down from their ‘galaxies’ to help mere mortals? I don’t know if Aamir is really genuine about his commitment to this cause or not and I would be very much upset like millions of his fans if this whole thing turns out to be just a gimmick tomorrow.. but as of now cant we just start being a little less cynical and a little more encouraging about the whole matter?

I know. I know this is still my ‘rang de basanti’ hangover speaking…and I pray may I never get over with this one. When was the last time a movie took you to a place so real to your own, so much like your own college katta with characters so much like your friends..when their dialogues seem to be something you might have mouthed..sometime, anytime. When was the last time you cried with them, for them … felt indifferent like they are, felt helpless like did and for one shinning moment, felt proud as if it was your greatest achievement. The overwhelming response to the movie just goes on to show that the youth of today though quite self-sufficient and clear about what they want from life are still grappling in the dark for some real heroes, some inspiration, some passion in their lives…a cause to live for…to die for.

It’s easy …

..to be indifferent.
..to say ‘nothing ever changes’….its far more difficult to ‘be the change’.
..to standby and just watch from the sides.
..to turn a blind eye, a deaf ear and walk away…it takes courage to speak up.
..to be one among the crowds…serves as a perfect camouflage isn’t it?

Don’t know what more to write..feeling a bit numb after letting out these feelings
Found this poem at the back of wren n martin in 8^th std. And couldn’t ever forget these lines..hope you like it too.

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,
Who never to himself hath said,
This is my own, my native land?
Whose heart hath ne’er within him burn’d.
As home his footsteps he hath turn'd;
From wandering on a foreign strand?
If such there breathe, go, mark him well;
For him no Minstrel raptures swell;
High though his tides, proud his name,
Boundless his wealth as wish can claim;
The wretch, concentrated all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung.
Unwept, unhonour’d, and unsung.
--Scott

What temperment are you??

Wow...I seem to be suffering from a serious bout of Writer's bloc. Cant think of anything sensible to write about..but then when did I start making sense huh?? exams tomorrow and I am out here doing pure lukkhagiri..LONG LIVE THE ELEVENTH HOUR QUEEN!!

CHECK THIS OUT..

You Have a Choleric Temperament

You are a person of great enthusiasm - easily excited by many things. Unsatisfied by the ordinary, you are reaching for an epic, extraordinary life. You want the best. The best life. The best love. The best reputation. You posses a sharp and keen intellect. Your mind is your primary weapon. Strong willed, nothing can keep you down. Your energy can break down any wall. You're an instantly passionate person - and this passion gives you an intoxicating power over others. At your worst, you are a narcissist. Full of yourself and even proud of your faults. Stubborn and opinionated, you know what you think is right. End of discussion. A bit of a misanthrope, you often see others as weak, ignorant, and inferior.

What Temperment Are You?

Impact of Patent Law on Indian Pharma Industry

Ever since I started blogging, this place has been an outlet for my vent-up feelings... so here is my first "serious" article on a "serious" topic..patent laws..wrote this for my college magazine, donno how many ppl will actually read it there...but since you are already here pls read on.

Impact of Patent Law on Indian Pharmaceutical Industry

1) Why does Dr. Reddy’s Lab invest 6.5%of its sales in research every year?
2) Why did the lawsuit in UK between pharma giants Pfizer and Ranbaxy cause Ranbaxy shares to come crashing down while those of former soared high in the Bombay Stock Exchange?
3) Why are international MNCs suddenly vying for a share in the Indian Pharma market?
To get answers to these questions, read on….

Pharmaceuticals is one of the India’s most successful industries. Almost the entire domestic demand is met by the industries’ indigenous production. Today India is amongst the top 15 pharmaceutical manufacturing countries in the world. The pharma industry enjoys a special place since it is a knowledge based and research oriented industry. The Indian industry is already a source of low cost drugs to the entire world including the largest and regulated market of USA.

The Patents Act, 1970 that came into effect in 1972 was developed against the backdrop of an economy that needed a large supply of easily affordable basic medication. Only ‘PROCESS PATENT’ existed in those times. Now, a Process Patent essentially means that anybody using a different process (developed usually through ‘reverse engineering’) could produce or sell an active pharmaceutical ingredient (API) and/ or formulation.
This enabled many low cost manufacturers to recreate drugs that were discovered by international pharma companies all over the world. The industry therefore developed drugs and made them available to Indian people at affordable prices.
However, on the hind side, such a patent regime discouraged any innovative research and development and led to bulk production of already existing drug molecules and formulations. Indian companies refrained from investing in R & D as Return on Investment (ROI) seemed too less.

India signed the agreement on Trade Related Aspects of Intellectual Property Rights (TRIPs) by the World Trade Organisation (WTO), which came into effect from 1 January 1995. But since India is a developing nation, it was allowed a maximum time of 10 years for this transition and “acclimatize” its industries, to comply with the obligations under WTO.

What does this new patent regime mean?
Under the new patent regime, a PRODUCT PATENT was introduced.
Now, “a Patent is a grant of exclusive rights for a limited time in a limited territory for a novel and useful invention”. Therefore, a Product Patent implies that the company that develops a new drug molecule will have the exclusive rights of its production for a patent life of 20 years after which the drug molecule (product) is considered “open” to generic manufacturers to produce and market. The investment of immense resources, time and technology-yielded, returns only if it is protected through the patent system in the Intellectual Property regime, especially, in regards to knowledge-based industry like pharma. In short, this system justifies the recurrence of profits for the company that has invested heavily in R & D.
According to the new regime, only molecules that are truly new developments – not just minor changes to the original – can be patented. But patent protection is provided only to applications filed after 1995. As a result, some of the popular drugs introduced in Indian market before 1995 will not be affected by change in patent regime. Drugs like omeprazole, pantaprazole, proglitazone, rosiglitazone, clopidegrel will all remain unaffected.
Once this patent system was announced in India, it was received with bouquets as well as brickbats. The impact of changes that the patent regime brings alongwith itself will have both positive and negative influences on the Indian pharma industry as well as our country.

ADVANTAGES:
1) Encouragement to innovative R & D: With the strengthening of IPRs, the incentive to invest in R & D will increase further. Forward-thinking Indian majors like Dr. Reddy’s and Ranbaxy already invest about 6-7 % of their revenues into research. Firms like Dabur and Orchid chemicals have molecules under clinical trials.
2) Greater export thrust: The increasing domestic competition is likely to drive up efforts to capture a greater share of the export market for the major Indian pharma companies.
3) Opportunity to compete against MNCs: With a stronger patent regime, Indian companies will have the opportunities to compete against MNCs and in the process encourage innovation and bring efficiencies of global standards alongwith cost-effective production as infrastructure and human resources are both cheaper by more than 40% in India as compared with global standards.
4) Clinical Research in India: India is being dubbed as the ‘hub’ for clinical research in coming times, mainly because of easy availability of vast and varied human resources and an ever increasing intellect in this field. Outsourcing R & D of many MNCs has already begun to add to our revenue. Smaller pharma firms are merging to form a consolidation within the industry. Mergers and alliances with global brands is helping the Indian industries to strengthen its market reach in India and abroad like that of Zydus Cadila’s with German Remedies in India.

But to every coin there are two sides. The single most adverse fallout of the patent era is expected to be the reduced availability of newer drugs at relatively cheaper costs. However, about 97 % of the drugs in the World Health Organisation (WHO) list of essential drugs is already off-patent and therefore will continue to be available at current prices. Also there are several therapeutic equivalents available for the rest. An important feature of the amended law is that even third parties can oppose and revoke a grant of a patent under consideration or granted. Thus, a party or an NGO that feels violated due to high prices of a new essential drug can revoke such a patent.

Thus the Indian Government and Pharmaceutical Industry have to shoulder the major responsibility of providing life-saving drugs, including drugs for treatment of AIDS, to the developing world at affordable prices. With the fast evolution of biopharmaceuticals, like erythropoietin, human insulin, Interferons and vaccines, India can address to the needs of the Third World and not just serve the elitist nations.

Watched a movie called " searching for david's heart" today..just couldnt stop myself from crying in the last few scenes. its a story of a teenage girl whose elder brother gets killed in a car accident. she blames herself for his death and when she learns that his heart was given for transplantation, she goes searching for the guy who now has her brother's heart, thankful that somepart of her brother is still alive..and hoping that this guy would be just like her brother (dumb! i know..but i loved that idea too).
this movie did strike a chord, to say the least. I always, always, since times immemorable, wanted an elder brother. a big brother who would protect me from the bullies in school( now, whats the possibility of that happening??...most of the time I was the bully)...who would lend me his pens and pencils on the day of exam..(i.e. if i am unsuccessful to steal them before)..take my den while playing hide-n-seek (had a girl in my building, whose bro used to always take the den instead of her...i was sooo jealous of her!!)..lend me some of his pocket money when mine's over before 15th of each month..sign the 'low-attendance-in-class' note meant for my "guardian"..fight with our parents for me..when he knows i m right...scold me more than aai-baba when he knows i m wrong..take on the entire world for his lil sister..
now dont get me all wrong...i know we always crave for what we dont have and fail to appreciate what is ours...but no i have two simply awesome guys as brothers (though i would kill anyone who tells them that i said this). my elder brother( no, i wont call him cousin..it distances relations) is a sorta idol for me..a gem of a person..the do-gooder..always the righteous..hardworking, sincere and basically a very nice human being..you know the "beta-ho-to-aisa" material. I always looked upto him, although we communicated so less, his words were many a times more important for me than my parents'(though none of them know this!) He still continues to inspire me..he makes me want to be a better person.
my younger bro is an absolute cartoon..any time, any place this guy can make me burst out till my sides split, stomach starts aching, cheek muscles begin to hurt due to constant laughing and makes me run to the loo..(hope you get the idea now!) he would die than show that he loves me..but when least expected this guy with his acts..in a weird way..shows that he cares.
there are times when i miss these two jokers soo much...sometimes i just hate them for all the tricks they play on me, irritate me, get on my nerves...but sometimes i just feel so blessed..
now..i still miss not having a real brother..but thats just because i miss these two soo much..
i know today i m missing them so much coz we havent met for so long and tomorrow if we are forced to stay in one house, we can even end up killing each other..but its like..'neither can i bear you two nor can i live apart from you'.
hey did i mention that i love them...i guess i did.

In the loving memory of.......me!!!

The following piece of poetry was left behind by Miss. Rutuja when she was suffering from a severe case of 'Chronic Boredomania'. It was during her Pharmacology lecture that she began to suffer from pangs of this disorder and could endure the pain no more. Readers should be proud to know that she fought hard and died as a martyr on the last bench of her class (yes, she died as a true LLB = Lady of the Last Bench). The following piece are her last recorded jottings, with which she honours all her predecessors, who died waiting for the lecture to get over. She is survived by family n friends and yes, an 'udhaari' of Rs. 12/- at Munna Canteen( loved ones, kindly take care of that).
Kindly pay your condolensces at the comment box.

Antacids, antiemetics, purgatives,
Have now become my pet peeves.
She blabbers on....& I suffer in pain,
Any efforts to stop her, are lost in vain.

"Chronic Hyperboredomania" is my case,
Counting my last days, before I leave this place.
A last-stage patient I'm, have some pity,
Cancel this lecture & take me to 'Starcity'.

A dying person's last wish, fulfill!
Free me from bondage or own up my kill.
A martyr she died, you can later cite...
And on my tombstone, please do write...
"A kindred soul, who died waiting for the lecture to cease,
may her soul, now rest in peace".

After my demise, in my honour, friends,
Bunk a lecture, go for a movie in trends.
And remember thy friend without a scorn.
Shed a tear while munching popcorn.

Define "Happiness".

How does one define happiness?
Its an abstract feeling of well-being, content, satisfaction .....but no...all these words fail to express the real feeling.
so here's a try to illustrate the concept of happiness with a few examples..

1)A mother bathing her baby.
2)A child building sand castles.
3)A doctor who just finished a critical operation and saved a life.
4)An artist whistling on a job well done.
5)A mother watching her son graduate with honours, under all odds.
6)A father watching his daughter 'getting' happily married.
7)A father watching his daughter 'being' happily married.
8)A teacher admiring his students achieve such heights, he never dreamt they would.
9)A boss smiling on a job well done by his protege.
10)A beautiful bride, in presence of all loved ones, about to say, "I do", to the man of her heart and her dreams.

You will find that money, power, possesion play no role in any of the above instances!!