My life in India

ISB Ranks among World’s Top 20 Best B Schools

2008-01-28T01:41:00.000-08:00

The Indian School of Business (ISB) has been listed as one among the top 20 Global B Schools by the Financial Times annual MBA 2008 rankings:)

The achievement is particularly notable, as ISB is the first B School from India, to have found a place in the FT’s B School league table.

M Rammohan Rao, Dean, ISB, said, "This is a landmark event for ISB. It sums up our single-minded goal to be recognised as a global centre of excellence in business education. This ranking is an important milestone in our journey to be an internationally top-ranked research-driven, and independent management institution that grooms leaders for the world."

The FT ranking is calculated on the basis of 20 criteria covering specifics like career progress of graduates, diversity of the MBA experience, international mobility of alumni, and ideas generation & research etc.

Ajit Rangnekar, Deputy Dean, ISB, commented, "We are proud to have played a part in positioning India and Andhra Pradesh on the global map of business education. The FT ranking raises the bar even higher for ISB, and we are equipped to meet future expectations.” The ISB, in its sixth year now, has constantly endeavoured to excel on all parameters required to be placed among the best global B Schools, and in a remarkably short period of time has romped into the top 20.

It's a day to celebrate for all of us: the staff, students and spouses:)

The deputy dean dear Ajit and the professors giving a speech.

Students celebrating it:)

Amazing trip to the south of India

2008-01-14T04:51:00.000-08:00

Day 1: reaching GOA After such a long journey: waking up with the incredible music that the masala,samosa and cofee sellers made ( cay cay cay cay, accha lagaaaa, samosaa dimtis dimtis dimtis), the three hours of riding by car from Londa to Madgao on the very bad streets and the other three hours of ride from Madgao to all the way to Baga,the very very last moment that we all were exhausted and suffering cause of hungriness, it was just that time that we had reached our beautiful portugues house and caught the amazing sunset over the sea with a little melody of the palms that made cause of the blowing wind :) We were so amazed! by luck and without knowing that well actually I chose and pick up one of the best hostels there in Baga Beach. Our place was just on the lake and it was 5 minutes far to the beach by crossing the bridge and just 5 seconds far away by swimming from the bay to the beach:) The first night we reached there I had this delicios fish called promphet with good shrimp coctail and an icy jusicy kingfisher:) Afterwords we got ready and met with Jaydeep and his friends to rock in GOA for the first night out:)

We went to this hippie trans party which started amazing and ended up very boring after the same beats repeating over and over again, while every body were having good time and flying over the rainbow me and Neha were not even high and drunk at all:) I think electro is really not for us.. so Jaydeep and his friends had to drop as back after 4 hours and I felt really bad that we couldnt rock untill the mornings. Next time I said....

Day 2: the crazy christmas party:) spent all the day at the beach side, Swimming and sunbathing. I got a real good coctail and was enjoying the protugues fusion album that i had at my Ipod.

The wierd sellers

Neha's amazing neclace

Nico's delicios fish for lunch and the interesting taste of a shark , Paragliding with Neha and having shisha on the beach by the sunset were the higlights of the day:) and the rest of the night was just starting when our other folks arrived ( Alexandra, Aysecan, Inji, Wouter). Me and Ayse just started to drink by then untill the morning:)

That was a special night it was christmas eve and it was the best christmas I've ever had:) After having a great dinner at a very nice place we just ended up partying at least in 12 different clubs with Tom and the portugues guy ;) joining us as well, swimming at the Arabian ocean after changing each place, buying 4 bottles of votka and finishing untill the end of the bottle .

Later on: It was 7 in the morning and everybody were sleeping next to the fire on the beach and me! still awake and having a wierd conversation with a finnish guy about the ottomans, India, finland and the sun...

was an amazing night I must say:)

day 3: wasted but still riding on the bikes to the undiscovered...

After Nico got over with his hangover we rented our bikes and had an amazing ride to the beautiful peacefull Morjim beach and chilled out all the day and stupid Nico lost his motorbike keys once again on the sand while he was checking the topless Russian girls:p It was a miricle that we found the keys and went back on our ride. I couldnt take my eyes of the beautiful portugues houses, all the journey. It seemed to me that GOA was a fisher town but at the same time a town of joy where people had no issues with poverty:) I guess it was 90% Christian and I could see alot of people gathering to celebrate the holly christmas week:) Then close to the sunset we decided to check out the fort and when we climbed to the top we realized that once again we were at the right place at the right time:) The amazing view of the anjuna beach and the pretty sun... life is just really beautifull.....

Baga River

Baga Beach

Morjim Beach

Next : Kerala, Mysore, Bangalore...

To be Continued...

Hampi: The city of Ruins

2007-12-18T23:47:00.000-08:00

Hampi (ಹಂಪೆ) is a village at the nort at the Karnataka state 13 km's far from the actual city called Hospet and It is only 9 hours from hyderabad where I live. You can reach there by train and as well as by bus. Which we took the second option and went there by a very comfortable sleeping bus.

The name of Hampi is a corruption of Pampa, which is the puranic name of the Tungabhadra River on whose banks the city is built. The river seperates this little town to two and you can spend one day to see around for each part. So in one side there is the Hampi gate and the most wellknown monument the Virupaksha temple and the bazar. And the other side hosts the hippie colony, lake , some more temples and the lake. The locals more likely to bee seemed like gypsies ( you can figure that out from their colourfull clothes and accesories) wherelse the visitors are more likely to be hippies from all over the world. Gypsies travel to southern states like to GOA and Kerala for tradeing ( a part of their nomadic lifes) the hand make works they do,including skirts,carpets, dupartas and many nice jewelery as well as Hippies. They also travel and live in Goa during the summer. I can say that these two kinds have a lot in common.

Hampi is located within the ruins of Vijayanagara, the former capital of the Vijayanagara empire. Possibly predating the city of Vijayanagara, this village continues to be an important religious centre, housing the Virupaksha Temple. The village of Hampi contains several other monuments belonging to the old city. It extends into some of the old ceremonial streets of Vijayanagara. As the village is at the original centre of Vijayanagara, it is sometimes confused with this ruined city. Hampi is also called "The City of Ruins". The Vijayanagara ruins are listed as the Group of Monuments at Hampi as a UNESCO WORLD HERITAGE.

Hampi is identified with the mythological Kishkindha, the Vanara (monkey) kingdom which finds mention in the Ramayana. That why you can find a lot of monkeys everywhere, especially around and in the temples.

The first historical settlements in Hampi date back to 1 CE.
Hampi formed one of the cores of the capital of the Vijayanagara empire from 1336 to 1565. It was destroyed by Moslem emperors. Hampi was chosen because of its strategic location, bounded by the torrential Tungabhadra river on one side and surrounded by defensible hills on the other three sides.
The site is of great importance in terms of architecture and historical significance. The demography is abundant with large stones which have been utilized to make larger than life statues of god. One can see a structure of historic importance every quarter of a mile.
Sadly the city is in ruins as it was not able to defend itself against Islamic aggressions who treat Idol worship as blasphemy, 'all' the idols have been destroyed or damaged, the successive governments have not been able to keep the place free from treasure seekers who claim further damage.

To stay on the other side of the river at the hippe colony where we listened to the amazing music they make and rent a motorbike for all the day, was the highlight of our travel to "hippie, gypsie Hampi '':)

Travelling with my beautiful white Car:)

2007-11-29T05:31:00.003-08:00

As far as now, together we had been to;

Indian School of Business for work in Hyderabad:)

We carried politicians to the parliament in Delhi:)

We watched the monks festival at the Himalayas in Ladakh.

and we rocked in Bangalore's night life:)

I LOVE MY CAR:)

Recently

2007-11-29T04:09:00.000-08:00

I visited Delhi and met with my friend Aysecan whom is an Aiesec trainee too ,a wonderful person,stayed at her place ,travelled for two days and after went to Jaipur:)

Second time being at the North, The capital city and Rajhastan were the higlihts of the visit:)

After a month, went to visit Niki in Bangalore. An MBA student in ISB, an amazing personality am so privillaged to be her friend:)

saw the first tiger of my life:)

been blessed by the lovely holly elephant:)

and rocked out at Bangalore's amazing night life:)

Water and the impact of thought

2007-10-11T05:22:00.000-07:00

Water…

The Earth is largely made up of it.

As are we…

And yet about it we know significantly little.Until the groundbreaking work of a pioneer Japanese researcher whose astonishing discovery about water, documented photographically, changed most of what we didn't know…and led to a new consciousness of Earth's most precious resource.Dr. Masaru Emoto was born in Japan and is a graduate of the Yokohama Municipal University and the Open International University as a Doctor of Alternative Medicine. His photographs were first featured in his self-published books Messages from Water 1 and 2. The Hidden Messages in Water was first published in Japan, with over 400,000 copies sold internationally.

What has put Dr. Emoto at the forefront of the study of water is his proof that thoughts and feelings affect physical reality. By producing different focused intentions through written and spoken words and music and literally presenting it to the same water samples, the water appears to "change its expression".

Essentially, Dr. Emoto captured water's 'expressions.' He developed a technique using a very powerful microscope in a very cold room along with high-speed photography, to photograph newly formed crystals of frozen water samples. Not all water samples crystallize however. Water samples from extremely polluted rivers directly seem to express the 'state' the water is in.

Mozart Symphony

You make me sick

Love and Gratitude

Dr. Masaru Emoto discovered that crystals formed in frozen water reveal changes when specific, concentrated thoughts are directed toward them. He found that water from clear springs and water that has been exposed to loving words shows brilliant, complex, and colorful snowflake patterns. In contrast, polluted water, or water exposed to negative thoughts, forms incomplete, asymmetrical patterns with dull colors.The implications of this research create a new awareness of how we can positively impact the earth and our personal health. The success of his books outside Japan has been remarkable. Dr. Emoto has been called to lecture around the world as a result and has conducted live experiments both in Japan and Europe as well as in the US to show how indeed our thoughts, attitudes, and emotions as humans deeply impact the environment.

Heavy Metal Music

NAMASTE

(My favorite: I knew that u Indians Know a lot about mysterious and amazing things)

http://www.masaru-emoto.net/

Are baba, what had happened last few weeks yaar??=)

2007-10-03T23:49:00.000-07:00

Well , every last week was quite happening and exiting , had no chance to wright about them. So here are the titles =) ;

1) Ganesh Charthuti (15 September)

The begening of September, is accepted as Ganesh's birthday so especially in Maharastira it is such a big celebration, for the god who gives happines, luck, success and money. The idols which are created by some special materials are driven to the sea, to let Ganesh free:)

So we were invited by our friend Abhinav to a puja that we could see people praying for the idol and then we could taste the halva and the other special sweet which came all the way from Bombay.

2) CHACK DE INDIA:) (25 September)

India&Pakistan: Cricket World Cup

That night 1 billion people were watching this match in India and we WOOONNN!!!!

A big party happened later on:))))

3) ME born=) Not a teenager anymore:( (29 September)

After 2 more celebrations, me and Nidhi ( her birthday was the 21'st) gave a very nice party:) With Turkish food which was awsome:) Now everybody believes that the meditaranian food is the best in the world:p

And from now on I am 20!!! Horifying...

4)Lalima's and Hui's Farewell: Little Italy (30 September)

The food was amazing:)

I dont have Hui's and Lalima's little Italy pictures, but very soon will have a special part at this page:)

5) Mahatma Gandhi's Birthday (2 October)

One of the World's greatest leader,

Happy birthday and rest in peace. Your India is on a good way and will allways be...

Leave The Half of The Yellow Sun

2007-09-12T10:46:00.000-07:00

Leave the half of the yellow sun
You can take the moon
Doesn't matter if you take the wind too
Leave some clouds also alone
Then I'll find a shade, to cry
And leave some birds,
then let them sing for me.
Every little beauty
wouldnt give you too much of victory
My pain will end slowly and slowly
as it will fade away
with the blowing wind which you had already taken.
Since then
It would be more then enough
If you could only live the half of the yellow sun for me..

E.Elif Tibet

Ladakh: The Land of the Highpasses

2007-09-10T03:56:00.000-07:00

1.Gun: Leh havaalanina iner inmez, kendimizi baska bir gezegene gelmis gibi hissettik, ucaktan yere adimimi atar atmaz soludugum tertemiz hava ve buraya ozgu o guzel kokuysa cabasi. Nereye geldigimizi nasil geldigimizi anlamamamiz epey bir zaman aldi gercekten.

Daha havaalanindan ayrilirken birsuru farkli insanla karsilastik. Tum cikis boyunca birsuru insan kostumler icinde, ellerinde tutsullerle beklesiyordu, once bizi mi karsiliyorlar diye dusunduk ama cok garip geldigi icin hemen birilerine sorduk ve ogrendikki bizimle ayni ucakta gelen onemli bir monku karsilamak icin bekliyorlarmis. Biz ondan once ciktik, ve ben saskinlik icinde neler olacak diye bekledim, monk geldiginde lamalar borazanlarini calmaya basladi. Kadinlar ellerindeki cicekleri firlatti ve elinde tutsu olan herkes havada bir saga bir sola sallamaya basladi, daha sonra alkislar koptu. Monk arabasina yerlesti ve bir konvoy seklinde bircok araba ayni anda uzaklasti. Ben bu esnada olup bitene anlam vermeye calisirken fotograf cekmeyi unuttugumu farkettim ama neyseki arkadaslarimdan biri, herseyi kameraya almis.

Leh 3500 metre yukseklikte oldugu icin ilk iki gunun mutlaka dinlenerek gecirilmesi gerekiyor. Akut dag hastaligina kapilmamak icinse bol bol su icmek, fazla haraket etmemek ve uyumak en iyi cozum. Dolayisiyla kahvaltimizi ettikten sonra misafir evimize uyumaya gitmeye karar verdik. Fakat ben buyuk bir heyecan ve sabirsizlik icerisinde oldugum icin az da olsa etrafi gezineyim dedim ve arkadaslarimi uyumaya yolladiktan sonra kendi kendime dolasmaya basladim. Her attigim adimda nefesim kesiliyordu fakat parmaklarim deklansore basmaktan hic yorulmuyordu:) Neyseki birkac bocalamadan sonra hemen aklimitize oldum ve Leh Palace'a dogru tirmanmaya basladim (bunca yillik dagciligin verdigi bir avantaj olsa gerek:). Yol boyunca sirtinda birseyler tasiyarak yuruyen ve ayni zamanda ellerinde yun oren cok hamarat yasli nineler, bakkallarini yeni acan etrafi supuren dedeler, ufacik siyah bitli kopekler ve sapsari papatyalar gordum. Yukseldikce, manzarayi daha detayli gormeye basladim ve farkettimki Leh gercekten cok kucuk bir kasabaymis, neredeyse her yeri gorebiliyorsunuz biraz yukseldikten sonra ve gerisi ucsuz bucaksiz himalayalar.

Leh Gompa'sina vardigimda 3 tane monk ve birkac kisi daha benimle birlikte iceri girdi. Inanilmaz karanlikti, yahu burada nasil yasiyorlar diye dusunurken iclerinden genc olan monk evime hos geldiniz dedi de biran herkes gulmeye basladi. Onun uzerine sohbete basladik ve Gompa'dan ayrildiktan sonra Palace'a beraber yurumeye koyulduk. Buarada hayatimin ilk Budhist tapinagini gorme sevincini yasamis bulundum. Gercekten cok siradisi insanlara denk geldigimi fark etmemse uzun surmedi. Iclerinden birtanesi butun dunyayi dolasiyor ve Katmandu'daki kucuk cocuklari egitim amacli NGO'suna sponsor bulmaya calisiyor oteki genc monksa sirtindan lap topunu hic dusurmuyor cunku o Dhera Dun'da (utharal Pradesh) calistigi budhist kutuphanenin uluslararasi iliskiler kordintoru ve en sevdigi muzik hip hop:) Tanistigim diger enteresan kisiyse hollandali asker (Hollanda'nin silahli kuvvetleri oldugunu bile bilmiyordum) zaten onunda anllattigina gore sadece 10 helikopterleri varmis ve en son iki tanklarini sirf tum askerlere durbun alabilmek icin satmak zorunda kalmislar. Bu 3 arkadas Tibet'de tanismis, daha sonra Almanya'da tekrar karsilasmislar ve orda Ladakh'a beraber gezi planlamislar, ve simdi de burdalar. Buarada asiri yakan gunes beni sarsmaya baslamis yol birtulu bitmek bilmemisti. Neyseki en sonunda palace'a vardik ve monklar bana butun tarihcesiyle detayiyla burada olup bitenleri anlatti. Biraz dinlendikten sonra geri donduk ve ogle yemegi olarak Tibet yemegi yedik. Momo (buharda pisirilmis ici sebzeyle doldurulmus kocaman bir manti misali) ve paba' yi ( kepekten ve bugdaydan yapilmis enteresan hamurumsu ekmek) migdeye indirdikten sonra bende yorgunluk belirtileri artmaya basladi, ve ben buraya has meshur Leh kayisisindan yapilmis taze kayisi suyumu ictikten sonra yeni arkadaslarima veda edip uyumuya cekildim.

Aksam uyandigimda, bizimkiler hala uyuyorlardi, bu da ne uykuymus ya diyerekten onlari zorla uyandirip cafe'lerden birinde aksam yemegine goturdum, neyseki sonradan ayildilarda birlikte etraftaki butikleri gezdik. Kashmir sallari nasilda gozumu aliyordu anlatamam ama parami cok dikkatli kullanmam gerektiginin bilincinde olmam beni hem uzuyor hemde parayi esas nelere harcamam gerektigini bilmem beni heyecanlandiriyordu:)

2.Gun: Bugun Leh festivalinin ilk gunuydu dolayisiyla bu ufacik Leh meydaninda yuzlerce turistle beraber resmi geciti beklemeye koyulduk (her ne kadar turist yogunluguna sinir olsamda bu gunun tadini cikarmak disinda yapacak hic birsey yoktu). Beklenen an geldiginde cesit cesit kostumlerle halk yurumeye basladi, sarkilar danslar ve sloganlarla hepsi aramizdan gecmeye basladi. Ne zaman fotograf cekmeye kalksam onume cikan o meshur yuvarlak sapkali uyuz turistler beni sabote etmeye calissada herseferinde farkli bir acidan bu onemli ani yakalamaya calistim. Hatta biara kendimi okadar kaptirdimki, digital fotograf makinami cantama geri sokup 50mm objektifli analog cannon'umu kaptigimlan gecitin icine daldim ve herkesin dibine girerek deklansore bir bir basmaya basladim. Evet sonunda turist kafasi, saci burnu ve eli ayagi olmayan fotograflarimda olmustu artik:)

Birbirimizi kaybetmis olsakta butun gunu festivalde gecirdik. Geri donus yolunda tekrar monklarla ve hollandali askerle karsilastim. Ertesi gun Leh civarindaki Gompalari ve manastirlari gezmek istediklerini fakat kendileriyle benzin ve surucu masrafini karsilamak icin bikac kisiye daha ihtiyac duyduklarini soylediler ve bende ne tesaduf bizde yarin oralara gitme dusuncesindeydik diyerekten teklifi kabul ediyorum. Daha sonra Lalima'yi buluyorum ve hep beraber peynirli patatesli momo yemeye Garden restoranta gidyoruz ve rengarenk cicekler arasinda enfes momolarimiz mideye goturuyoruz:)

3. Gun: Sabah erkenden uyandik ve Alman pastanesinden birkac corek aldiktan sonra yola koyulduk. Yol boyunca essiz manzaralar gorduk ve 4 saatin sonunda daglari astiktan sonra en yukseklere yerlestirilmis, ilk duragimiz Lumayuru manastirina variyoruz. Burada tam 100 monk yasiyor cogu da cocuk. Monk arkadaslarimizi tanidiklari icin bizi oranin master monku caya davet ediyor ve bize mekanin ozelligi ve tarihcesi hakkinda bilgilendiriyor. Dedigine gore karsilarindaki enteresan kayalar hep erozyon' ruzgar ve kar erimesi sonucu ay kriteri gibi sekiller almis dolayisiyla halk oraya Moonland diyor. Bizde bazen kendimizi ayda saniyoruz diye espiri yapiyor ve gulerken ictigi cayi dokuyor. ( Epey yasli bir adam, hayatinin 50 yillini burada gecirmis. sadece son 10 yilinda Avrupa ya konferanslara gitmis, Budhizm hakkinda insanlara bilgi vermis ve Katmandu da eski Tibet yazilarini tercume etmis.) Orayi terk ettikten sonra bizimle gelen Taylandli kizi yakinlardaki ufak bir Gompa'ya birakmaya gidiyoruz. Dedigine gore Budhizm sanatini tam anlamiyla ogrenmek istiyormus dolayisiyla tam 1 yildir butun Hindistan'i geziyor cesit cesit manastirlarla meditasyon yapiyormus. Bize kalacagi yeri gosterdi de biran tuylerim diken diken oldu. Oldukca kucuk bir magrada 5 ay gecirmeyi planliyor ustelik mutfak olarak birtane ocagi ve bir tane tenceresi var. Ne diyeyim, ben buna cesaret edebilirmiydim bilmiyorum buyuk ihtimalle daha birinci haftadan sikintidan patlar dag tepe demeden kendimi sehre atardim:)

Daha sonra en eski Budhist tapinagina variyoruz tam 3500 yil once insa edilmis ve fotograf cekmek yasak neyseki ben birtane cekip hemen oradan uzadim zaten klostrofobimi uyandiracak kadar karanlik ve basikti, riske atmayim dedim kendimi ( daha gorecek birsuru sey varken) :)

Oradan sonrada 10-15 metrelik Golden Budha'nin oldugu manastiri gezdik ve geri donus yolunda biara colun ortasinda kabolmus olsakta yildizlarla yonumuzu bulup aksam 9 civari Leh'e vardik. Cok yoruldugumuz icin geceyi kisa kestik ve vedalastik. Cunku onlar ertesi gun Delhi'ye donuyorlar. Onlarla gecirdigim bu iki gunu hic unutmayacagim gercekten:)

4.gun: Bugun kiraladigim motosiklet bozmasi scooter'imla biraz etrafi gezdim, yeni insanlarla tanistim, az cok ogrendigim hindicemle yerlilerle konusmaya calistim. Aksama dogruysa Lalima'nin tanidigi bir ailenin yanina caya gittik. Evin babasi Luther amca muazzam kafa cikti ve bizi inanilmaz guldurdu. Tam 7 dil biliyor: Arapca, Ladahki, Tibetce, Urduca, Ingilizce, Hindi ve sanskrit. Kendisi devletislerinde calistigi icin ve festivalden sorumlu oldugu icin bizi raftinge davet ediyor ve bizde kabul ediyoruz:) Daha sonra bizi 1 saat mesafedeki en meshur Hemis manastirina goturuyor fakat biraz gec kaldigimiz icin bakinmakla yetiniyor ve geri donuyoruz:)

5.Gun: lalima ve ben Nicolas'i geri de birakarak (bana ozenip motosiklet turuna cikmaya karar veriyor:p) beraber Pon Gong nehrine dogru erkenden yola koyuluyoruz. Buldugumuz harika taksici bizi zadece 3700 rupiye goturup getirmeyi kabul ediyor adam basi 50 liradan. Gidis donus tam 12 saatlik yol. Yine daglari tepeleri asiyor birsuru hayvan goruyoruz. Yaklar, Keciler, koyunlar kuzular, vahsi atlar, vahsi essekler, cesit cesit inekler, bogalar, degisik sicanlar, ve kirmizi kuyruklu kuslar... Tabi bu guzel tablonun birde oteki tarafi varki icler acisi, bu yollari yapan fakir hintlileri kapkara dumanlar arasinda cehennemi aratmicak kosullarda cimento dokerken goruyoruz. Ben biran gozyaslarimi tutamiyorum cunku isten hertarafi kapkara olmus yuzlerden bazilari okadar ufakki daha neredeyse yeni yurumeye baslamis ve onlarda ellerinde birseyler ailelerine yardim ediyorlar. Akil alir gibi degil. Bu insanlar sayesinde bizim gibiler bu muhtesem seyleri gorebilyor, hepsine minnet borcluyuz.

En sonunda dimdizlak himalayalarin arasindan mavinin her tonuyla 3600 metre yukseklikteki 145 km'lik dev nehir karsimiza cikiveriyor. Saskinlik ve hayret icersinde kala kaliyoruz. Bir sure kimseden ses seda cikmiyor herkes saskin ve heyecanli. Yaklastikca Lalima'dan wowwww man awsomee ou my god cant believe it woooww dude its incredible , thanks god u are amazing gibisinden enteresan cumleler dokulmeye basliyor, Bense sadece siritiyorum:)

Ayaklarimizi nehre sokuyor, tas sektiriyor enteresan olanlarini topluyor ve bir kenara koyuyoruz. Ben ortamin tadini cikartmayi daha cok istedigim icin fotograf cekme seramonimi kisa kesiyor ve suyla oynamaya koyuluyorum sonra neden mayomu getirmedimki diye dertleniyorum ama mutlulgumun katsayisi okadar yuksekki hemen aklimi baska seylerle mesgul ediyorum. Mesela buradan Tibet sinirini gorebiliyor olmanin verdigi bir baska sevincte soz konusu oluyor sonra nehrin inanilmaz guzellikteki gorkemi aklimizi basimizdan aliyor. Epeyce bir sure kendimize gelemiyoruz. Ogle yemegini nehrin kenarindaki cadir restoranlardan birinde yapiyor ve geri donuse koyuluyoruz:(

6.Gun: Bugun Indus River'dan Zanzkar River'in kesisimine kadar 36 metrelik bir rafting turuna cikiyoruz:) Inanilmaz eglenceli ve islakti tabiki, dolayisiyla da soguktu ama gunes Nicolas haricinde herkesi isitiyordu=) Ben yasli bir israilli ciftle kanka oluyorum ve butun rafting boyunca onlarla takiliyorum. Ikiside 75 yasinda olmalarina ragmen hala kari koca rafting yapiyor tum Hindistani gezmeye koyuluyorlar:) Turkiye'ye de 3 defa gelmisler her gelisleri ayri hikaye, dinlerken gulmekten oluyorum:) Onlari cok ozleyecegim.

Aksam uzeri tekrar Luther'in evine ugruyoruz ve yemege katiliyoruz. Daha sonra Luther'in annesi geliyor ve benle Turkce konusmaya basliyor, ben biran hayretten saskina donuyorum. Megersem 70 yil once, o 20lerindeyken ipek yoluna ticarete gelen turklerle tanismis ve onlarla okadar cok zaman gecirmiski, hem dillerini ogrenmis hemde kulturlerini:) Biran dusunuyorum aceba bizimkilerde mi ipek yoluylan buralara geldi de sonra Tibetlere kadar uzandilar ve oyuzden mi soyadimiz Tibet diye dusunuyorum. Buyuk olasilikla buyuzden ya neyse bizimkilere sordum ya hic birsey bildikleri yok:) Ben kendim bu konuyu arastiricam. Teyze hristiyan olmasina ragmen supaneke suresini benden iyi biliyor ve osmanlica birkac sarki da soyluyor. Maalesef pek anlamiyorum ama anlamis gibi yapiyorum, cunku bana anlatirken okadar heyecanla soyluyorki sarkilarini tum aile sonunda onu alkisliyor:) Turk kadinlarinin saclari cok guzeldi yogurtla yikarlardi hep, diyorda biran hatirlar gibi oluyorum su eski sac kurleri tariflerini: yogurtlu bademli balli olanlarindan:)

7. Gun: Bugun Nubra Valley'e gitmek uzere, yine tum gunu Yolda geciriyoruz ve bugunun ozelligi gectigimiz yollardan biri 5800 metreyle dunyanin en yuksek yolu olaraktan Kardung La ya variyoruz ve dans eden punjabi'li genclere rastliyoruz. Bu kadar yuksekte kar yagdigi icin bizde onlara katilyor ardindan sicak caylarimizi yudumluyor ve yolumuza devam ediyoruz:)

Ilk durak Panamik'te durduktan sonra oranin meshur manastirlarinadn birine giriyoruz ve sansima en sonunda mandala yapan budhistlere rastliyoruz. Dakikalarca ve sessizce onlari seyrettim. Okadar etkileyiciydiki anlatamam:) Daha sonradan bu harika sanat eserini sileceklerine inanamıyorum. Neyse Panamik'te daha enteresan bisey bulamayınca bir sonraki durak Hemis'e dogru yola koyuluyoruz, busefer aralarında neysekı sadece 30 km vardı da cabuk variyoruz. Bunca yolculuktan sonra insan ister istemez yoruluyor birde sıradan yolculuk olsa neyse 4000 metrelerde dolasıp duruyoruz devamlı, korkutucu geliyor bazen yani.

Hemis'te bir ailenin yanında kaldık. nasıl yasadıklarını anlattılar bize, Lalima ingilizceye cevirmese hiçbisey anlamiycaktık tabi:) Daha sonra nasıl eriste yaptıklarını gosterdiler, bazen güldük bazen sustuk bazen dikkatle dinledik bazen sıkıldık. Ama enteresan bir deneyimdi. Ladakh tarzı bir evde kalmak gercekten cok tatlıydı:)

Sabah uyanır uyanmaz tekrar bır manastır gorduk ve ben ilk defa stumpaları kesfettim. Hakkatten tum gompalarda vardı bu resımler. Budhizimin sembolleri:) Ardından col sayılan kumsal alana gittik ve 20 dakikalık bir camel safariye cıktık, 2 kamburlu olan develerlen:) Bayag eglenceliydi fakat sonra baktikki yapacak bisey yok buradada, kamp atıp doganın tadını cıkarmak dısında, dedik bu kadar doga bize yeter Leh'e donelim:) 3-4 saatin sonunda Leh'e vardık ve Lalima'yla tekrar alısverise koyulduk. Daha sonra Nicolas'la bulusup okculuk yaycılık oynadık:) Ben tekrar motosiklet kiralicaktımki param yetmedi neyse dedim etrafta dolanayım fotograf cekeyim:) O aksam bir partiye davet edildik tanıstıgımız birkac Guney amerikalı tarafından ve gittigimiz enteresan yerde yine o punjabili gençlerle tanıstık ( su dunyanın en yuksek youlnda dans eden tipler) Bıze punjabı tarzı dans etmeyı ogrettiler ( Punjabi: sihklerin yasadıgı eyalet. Amritsar sehri cok meshurdur golden temple da ordadır ennayetinde ). Bayılıyorum punjabı sarkılarına ve danslarına muhtesem otesi. Daha sonra ates etrafında oturup muhabbetledik.

8. Gun: Bugun burada son gunumuz:( Butun gun sevdiklerimize hediyeler aldık. Ben mesela anneme caydanlık ısıtıcısı yunden yapılmıs işlemeli bir fil aldım. İçi oyuk oldugu için caydanlıgın ustune geciriliyor ve hem dekoratif duruyor hemde ısıtıyor. Cay delisi annelere alınabılecek en guzel en orjinal hediye herhalde. Tavus kusunu da alacaktım ama param yetmedi. Gerı donuse de cebimde en az bir 500 rupi kalsa iyi olacaktı cunku. Daha sonra Lalima'nın alısverisinin bitmesini bekledim ve ardından beraber polo match izlemeye gittik. O kadar enteresan bir sporki yani bana milyon para verseler yinede o atlarla kosturup o toplara o kriket midir herneyse, vurucam diye kudurmazdım. Yahu o sopa , ya birinin gozune girse ya o top atın kafasına gelse at delirse bir dussen boynun kırılsa, felcsin.

Polo, Ladakhlılar için futbol gibi hem kutsal hemde cok neseli:) ama bir okadarda tehlikeli. Çunku seyırcıyle oyun arasında hiç bir barikat yok, bazen top seyircilerin oraya dusunce herkes kacısmaya baslıyor, şayeet bende vizorden atın burun kıllarını gorebiliyor oldugumu farkettigimde atla aramızda sadece birkaç santim mesafe kaldıgını gordum ve ters istikamet dort nala kosmaya basladım. Bunun uzerıne de sahayı terk ettim:) (Hiç bukadar korktugumu hatırlamıyorum.)

Gokyuzunun en mavisini dagların en morunu, yesılın en guzelini, kahverenginin en kahvesini ve turuncunun en canlısını gordum, bulutların en beyazını ve ciceklerin en kırmızısı, burası yeryuzundeki cennet mi aceba?Omrumun sonuna kadar burda yasayabılır miyim ki? Neden olmasın birgun, belki tekrar gelirim:)

Hindi Alphabet: Me learning Hindi

2007-08-28T03:43:00.000-07:00

I can say that it's quite fun!!
Thanks to My Teacher Madhavi Seti:)))
After two weeks of studying the alphabet, now I can write all these my eyes closed:p and even I learned the logic of how to write. To know all the sounds and alphabets you need to know tree typical groups of sounds called the Swar, Matra and Vyanjan. So after learning the Swar and the Matra's, now I am learning the Vyanjan's ( which are the hardest ones to keep on mind). later on I will learn the grammer and then the tenses and meanwhile I need to pratice and learn a lot of vocabulary:) But living with the local people is a big advantage to fastern the learning process of mine;p

Ron Mueck's amazing sculptures

2007-08-23T21:49:00.000-07:00

Ron Mueck is a London-based photo-realist artist. Born in Melbourne,Australia, to parents who were toy makers, he labored on children's television shows for 15 years before working in special effects for such films as Labyrinth, a 1986 fantasy epic starring David Bowie. Eventually Mueck concluded that photography pretty much destroys the physical presence of the original object, and so he turned to fine art and sculpture. In the early 1990's, still in his advertising days, Mueck was commissioned to make something highly realistic, and was wondering what material would do the trick. Latex was the usual, but he wanted something harder, more precise. Luckily, he saw a little architectural decor on the wall of a boutique and inquired as to the nice, pink stuff's nature. Fiberglass resin was the answer, and Mueck has made it his bronze and marble ever since. His work is lifelike but not life size, and being face to face with the tiny, gossiping Two Women (2005) or the monumental woman In Bed (2005) is an unforgettable experience.

His work is lifelike but not life size, and being face to face with the tiny, gossiping Two Women (2005) or the monumental woman In Bed (2005) is an unforgettable experience.

A trip to Aurangabad; Ajanta& Ellora Caves

2007-08-21T06:02:00.000-07:00

17'si aksami ciktik yola. Atladik Autolara 3'er 3'er Secundarabad tren Istasyonuna.

Vardigimizda halen bir saatimiz vardi trenin kalkmasina fakat nasil olduysa zaman cabucak geciverdi ve bulduk kendimizi haraket eden trenin icinde. Yolculuk boyunca devamli davetsiz misafirlere rastladik. Dilenci ufak cocuktan tutun, kolsuz tukuren adama, pembe turbanli ciroz bacakli dededen, cayci ve masalacilara, cerezcilere corekcilere... Hepsi birbir ziyaretimize gelerekten yolculugumuza renk kattilar sagolsunlar=) Bircok acidan komik olmasina ragmen bircok acidan da korkutucuydu. Mesela tren sanirim 500 km hizdan fazla gidiyordu. okadr hizliydiki raydan cikacak diye odum kopuyordu ama neyseki Sabah gozlerimi actigimda gordugum yemyesil tepeler bayirlar maymunlar, develer beni kendime getirdi ve bu kadar hizli varmis olmamiza oldukca sevindirdi.

Aurungabad'a gelir gelmez soforumuz tarafindan karsilandik ve 8 kisi bindik buyuk arabimiza basladik hostel aramaya, neyse en sonunda kotunun en iyisi olanina yerlestik ( sicak su yok, etraf sigara izmariti dolu, birisu dus alir almaz tum koridor gole donusuyor felan:p) neyseki saadece uyumak icin kullandik odalari, gecesi 100 rupiden yani tam tamina 3.5 liraya=) Ardindan hemen yani basindaki tertemiz sevimli restoranda kahvaltimizi yaptik ( ben her zamanki gibi UPMA yedim: cok deisik bir pilav nasil anlatsam bilemiyorum ama cok guzel:))) Sonrada yolumuzu cevirdik Ellora magralarina. Hayatimda bu kadar enteresan bir yer daha gormemistim diyebilirim. 3000 yil once insa edilmis ve bildigimiz dagi oyup bir heykeltras harikasi yaratmislar. Filler, Budhalar, Tanrilar, Tanricalar ve Kamasutra heykelleriyle doluydu her taraf. Hava hafif yagmurlu oldugu icin de muhtesem guzel gozukuyordu islak kayalar. Birde rehberimiz vardiki hayatimda gordugum en enteresan kulaklara sahip insan. Kulaklarindan cikan beyaz killar sac gibi uzamis gitmis hem icinden hem kulagin cevresinden, adam gercekten cok tuhaf gozukuyordu her dakika bir portresini cekicem en sonunda diye kendi kendime soylenmeme ragmen en sonunda unutmus oldugum icin size gosteremiyorum ve dolayisiyla bu durumdan oturu cok uzgunum:( Rehberimiz oldukca entellektueldi ve tarihi fazlasiyla seviyordu, ilk baslarda sikici geldigi icin guruptan ayrilip ne kadar sarili kadin varsa hepsini kovaladim, fotograflarini cekebilmek icin=) Bir hintliyi bu derece guzel bir yerde cekmekten daha iyi bir firsat olabilirmiydi=)) Neyse en sonunda rehber biraz enteresan seylere deyinmeye basladi ve duvarlardaki hanimlarin ve beylerin hikayelerini anlatmaya basladi. O kadar enteresanki her figur askla ilgili. Tanriya olan ask kadina olan ask ve hayvanlara olan ask. Mutlaka gidilip gorulmesi gereken muazzam figurler ve muazzam bir aura. Daha sonra tapinagin icine girdim ve insanlarin dua edis seklini izledim. 'Om' sesiyle beraber tum tapinak inliyordu ve insanlar yanan mumlari sondurup yenilerini yakiyor tutsunun yerini deigstirior ellerini opup duvara dokunduruyor sonrada alinlarini duvara yasliyorlardi. En sonunda da tanrilarina bagista bulunuyor 1 rupi 10 rupi ne varsa ortaya saciveriyorladi. Orada bir 20 dakika kadar kaldim sanirim.

Daha sonrada magralarina baktik ve yine cok guzel Budha heykelleri gorduk. Sonra donus yolunda maymun dolu bir agaca rastladik ve kosa kosa oradan uzaklastik=))

Ogle yemegi ve bir kac dukkan gezdikten sonra kendimizi yine bir Fort'a attik ve en tepesine tirmandik. Ordan tum Aurangabadi izledik ve yemyesil masmavi havayi icimize cektik.

Ertesi gun , apar topar hostelden ayrildik ve yine ayni yerde kahvaltimizi yaptiktan sonra 2 saatlik eglenceli bir yolculuga ciktik, Ajanta'ya dogru=) Ajanta'ya vardigimizda hava inanilmaz gunesli ve sicakti fakat bu bizi 26 magrayi da gormekten ali koymadi. Sahsen ben kendimi tamamen unutup deliler gibi fotograf cekmeye basladim, her girdigim magranin ihtisami icerisinde agzi acik ve saskin.

Tavandaki mandalalar, rengarenk dokular, ve yine Budha heykelleri, ufak tastan yataklari tam bir sanat soleni.

Ordan ciktiktan sonra poor man's tac mahal'ini ziyaret ettik ve ardindan trenimize geri donduk.

Geri donus yolculugu ayri bir hikaye oldugu icin, ona baska bir zaman devam edecegim.

Simdilik bukadar, yeni maceralarda gorusmek uzere efenim...

Tum fotolari gormek icin: http://www.flickr.com/photos/9161320@N03/sets/72157601577901708/show/

Ellora: Nicolas, Lalilma, Madhvi, Hui lin, Rekha,Ashmita, Marit,Elif

Davetsiz misafirlerimiz: Cocuk ve dede

Elf

Maharastiran men

Poors man Tac Mahal

Aurangabad Fort

Pray

Budha

Mystic ancient place

Monkeys=)

Aurangabad

Sleeping Budha

15'th August,MERA BHARAT MAHAN

2007-08-16T23:47:00.000-07:00

Hindistan'in engel tanimayan gelecegi adina;

15 Austos Hindistan'in kurtulus gunuydu. Koloni hayatini 60 yil geride birakan bu topluluk o gun cok gururlu ve sevincliydi. Onlarla ayni mutlulugu an ve an paylastim. Fakat kurtulus bir yana mutlulugun en guzel kaynagi cocuklar sarmisti her bir yanimizi. Kurlulus gunu her sene ISB tarafindan engelli cocuklara armagan ediliyor ve bu senede Bhandan adi altinda bizim 23 Nisan' i aratmiycak bir bayram seklinde gecti. Cok fazla cocuk vardi dolayisiyla guruplar haline ayrildilar. Kimisi gorme kimisi duyma enggelli kimisi herikisinden de, fakat yinede onlarla iletisim kurmama engel olmadi. Hepsi fevkalade ingilizce konusuyor ve oldukca donanimli ve bilgili cocuklar. Cok iyi egitilmis ve yonlendirilmisler. Yalniz bircogu Turkiye nerede bilmiyor, epey bir cografya tartistik oyuzden. Cocuklardan biri ama orasi Yunanistan degil mi deyiverdi de pek kizdim ( tabi icimden) hemen dogrusunu anlattim onun disinda heryerin baskentini biliyorlar masallah. Mesela kaciniz Gurcistan'in baskenti neresidir bilir misiniz?=)) Unutamayacagim cok onemli cok kiymetli bir gundu...

Bandhan organizasyonuyla ilgili detaylar icin icin: http://isb.edu/media/UsrSiteNewsMgmt.aspx?topicID=270

Bazi benzerlikler

2007-08-12T22:09:00.000-07:00

Sihizm ve Islam arasinda gercekten bircok benzerlik var fakat Sihizim tamamiyle apayri bir din, nasil oluyorda insanlar sihleri muslumanlarla karistirabiliyor anlayamiyorum. Eger karistirma sebebi taktiklari turbansa su nokta unutulmamalidir;
Turban Sih erkekler tarafindan kullanilir ve saci ortme nedeni bambaskadir ( Musluman kadinlarin ortme sebebiyle alakasizdir), Sadece erkek sihler turban kullanir o da temizlik anlayisindan oturudur (saclarini kutsal oldugu icin kesmezler ve dolayisiyla sac inanilmaz derecede uzun oldugu icin her zaman yikama sanslari olmayacagi icinde onu orterler) Bircok sih arkadasim bana busekilde acikladi.
Fakat yinede dun yasadigim tuhaf olaydan sonra musluman kizlarla sih erkekler arasinda cidden bazi benzerlikler oldugunu inkar edemeyecegim;
Dun, yuruyusten evime donerken yol uzerinde karsilastigim sih ogrencilerden biri beline kadar uzanan upuzun saclarini acmis gunesin altinda oturuyordu, ilk basta onu taniyamadim cunku turbanla gercekten daha farkli gozukuyor=) neyse selam vermek istedim ama saclari gercekten gozumu aldi ve yuzune bakmaktansa gunesin parlattigi piril piril parlayan muhtesem saclarini incelemeyi tercih ettim bir 2 dakika daha kadar, tabi sonucunda onu utandirdim dolayisiyla hemen yerinden kalkip kosar adimlarla uzaklasmaya basladi, O an benden utandigini anladim ve arkasindan seslendim " merak etme bakmiyorum, bakmiyorum rahat rahat yuru" donup bana gulumsedi ve uzaklasmaya devam etti.=))))))))
Bu olay benim cok tuhafima gitti, cunku musluman bir ulkeden geliyorum ve bu durum genelde kizlar tarafindan yasanirken bu sefer "saclari acik erkek bir kizdan utaniyor" !! saatlerce gulmekten kendimi ali koyamadim ama napiyim bu tuhaf benzerlik hosuma gitmedi desem yalan olur=))

A lecture by Jeffrey Sachs in ISB:Challenges of Climate Change and Sustainable Development in India

2007-08-09T22:07:00.000-07:00

The Solution of poverty is not the rapid economic growth!

One of the most influential economists of his generation, Professor Sachs was recently hosted by ISB to deliver a talk on sustainable development issues and global environmental challenges (last Wednesday). Twice named as one of the 100 most influential people in the world by the Time magazine, Professor Sachs is among the leading voices for combining economic development with environmental sustainability.

Professor Sachs is also the Quetelet Professor of Sustainable Development, and Professor of Health Policy and Management at Columbia University. He is a Special Advisor to United Nations Secretary-General Ban Ki-moon.

“Sustainable development, according to me, rests equal weight on both the terms,” he explained. “Development means the challenge of meeting basic needs, ending poverty and having the opportunity to improve material conditions over a period of time. Sustainable means to be able to do the above in a way that is consistent. In our times it also means environmental sustainability.”The challenges in achieving sustainable development, according to Professor Sachs, is to end extreme poverty, create a framework in which economic progress takes place, and to do it in a way that is consistent with the physical environment.

The eternal optimist in Professor Sachs said, “I do believe we have a chance to achieve sustainable development on the planet, though no place has yet achieved it.” Focusing on challenges specific to India, he first acknowledged that India has indeed made rapid economic growth which is now “proven and solid.” The present growth stage is “export-led”, according to Professor Sachs. “A great economic success story but there is a huge gap in this. Besides investing in the Green Revolution, some agricultural technology and basic infrastructure, investment in poor people in rural India has remained amazingly scant through India’s history,” he pointed out, adding that basic amenities like health and decent education are unfortunately left to the community’s device.

“The reason for this gap is clear- because economic growth is not sufficient to meet basic needs. It never was, it never will be,” he said.

Poverty, noted Professor Sachs, can be ended only by translating economic growth into specific technologies that address the basic needs of the poor with the aid of a “very heavy dose of public finance.”Tackling the issue of public health in India, Professor Sachs presented a rather grim state of affairs. “Investment in public health in India is alarmingly low – a mere 10$ per person per year in contrast to 3500$ per person per year in the US,” he noted. “I suggest a community public heath system which is backed by strong public finance. If a private sector provides these services, hundreds and millions of Indians will be left behind for even their basic needs,” he said. The next challenge, according to Professor Sachs, was to do all the above in an environmentally sustainable method. “India faces massive environmental challenges that will only grow worse”, he warned. Some problem areas he pointed out were- dense population, land and soil degradation, biodiversity loss, decrease of natural habitats, water stress, and climate stress.

He said that all of these could mean huge negative ramifications for agricultural activities and in turn could “derail the country’s economic progress.”Professor Sachs left the audience thinking about the importance of translating economic growth into basic services and keeping intact the physical environment. “You can’t have a community whose incomes are rising but mothers are dying in massive numbers. Finish the story of illiteracy, infant mortality, infectious diseases, maternal mortality, etc”- those words of Professor Sachs hung on for a long time.

Besides all these, India came along way with great fast development which at this point AFRICA needs the same desperately which under these circumstances, India becomes a role model for Africa.

For those who are interested with the subject, I really Recommend this book, where you can find brief informations and historical developments of some eastern European countries, China,India, the millennium development goals, the way to combat poverty, the reasons why we should help and the challenges of the new generation are some of the topics...

I have a signed one:), was a great pleasure to meet him!

JUNOON; Pakistani Sufi Rock Band

2007-08-09T10:11:00.000-07:00

An amazing Pakistani group with a very unique sound. They sing their songs in Hindi and Urdu. They are the best rock band of Pakistan. You can find more information about them from their official site; http://www.junoon.com/ and you can listen to their songs from these sites; http://www.pakistanimusic.com/

http://www.musicindiaonline.com/

Sound Of Silence

2007-08-09T05:08:00.001-07:00

Hello darkness, my old friend,
Ive come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of
A neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one deared
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools said i,you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said,
the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisperd in the sounds of silence.

*************

One of my favourites
Simon and Garfunkel;
Sound Of Silence

Malaysian Dinner

2007-08-09T05:05:00.000-07:00

Was a great night with the best food=)) Really enjoyed it...

Mahua, Elif ( Punjabi style of Shalvar Kurti), Hui

Malaysians choosing delicous food for us=)

Home Sweet Home=)

2007-08-08T04:45:00.000-07:00

This is our beautiful H block ( the ghetto:p ).
Who lives in this house?
Eda,Hui Lin, Lalima, Ashmita, Mahua, Shelja,Rekha, Madhavi, Konark, Nicholas...
We are a happy family=)

ISB

2007-08-06T23:20:00.000-07:00

Everybody keeps asking me what am I doing here? besides taking pictures and travelling around. Well my friends, as u all know I am such a hard working person;p I am not only chilling around. Right now I am doing my internship at the development department here in the Indian School of Business' which is an international postgraduate Business School.
http://www.isb.edu/ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indian_School_of_Business

What exactly am I doing here? Database Management, fundraising ( for the researchers here) , helping and participating on the seminars and organisations. The following events that I am working on are; 'The Global Supply Chain Summit': http://www.isb.edu/GSS07/ and the 'Speech of Jaffrey Sachs' : http://www.isb.edu/media/UsrSiteNewsMgmt.aspx?topicID=260

I can say that, I really like the school and I like the people whom I work with and whom I live with. It's such a challenging atmoshere for me=)

Matthieu Ricard; The World from a Budhist photographer

2007-08-06T22:20:00.000-07:00

Is a Buddhist monk who resides at Shechen Tennyi Dargyeling Monastery in Nepal. He is the Author and photographer of “Journey to Enlightenment” and “Monk Dancers of Tibet”. Collaborated with Olivier and Danielle Follmi on Buddhist Himalayas. Cinematographer and writer of the video, “Sprit of Tibet.” Still photographs have appeared in books and magazines throughout the world. His other books translated into English include The Monk and the Philosopher, a dialogue with his father, the philosopher Jean-Francois Revel, and The Quantum and the Lotus about science and Buddhism. Works are bestsellers in France and published in more than twenty language. He is really an amazing guy, I really reccomend you to have a look at his works=) More about him: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Matthieu_Ricard

"The Jumping Monks"

"Horses by Mt. Kailash"

"Prayer Flags"

"Dancers"

Isn't he a great photographer?!?!!?=))

Change is the Nature of the World

2007-08-06T22:13:00.000-07:00

Whatever’s happened is for the good
Whatever’s yet to happen is for the good
Whatever’s not happened, that too is for the good
To grieve, what have you brought with you
Whatever you have gained, you have taken from here
Yesterday it was somebody else’s
Now it is yours
And tomorrow it will be somebody else’s
Change is the nature of the world

And here is the original format;

Dinner with an Indian Family

2007-08-06T10:17:00.000-07:00

We all the interns ( Lalima, Hui, Nicholas and Eda) were again invited to a great dinner by one of the Admissions boss. This time the destination house was very close to ISB so we just had a half walk and a cool ride from our spanish teacher=) It was fun to find the house because the blocks were not following each other and after the third block there was the 10'Th block that we were looking for=) So whatever, we had a great time with the family and their pretty dog Danny (Even though he did not like us at the beginning thanks to Hui, he became very friendly after a while:p). The dinner was great. The food was pure vegetarian and very healthy=)
It was a great night to remember except the ghost which frightened all of us =) on the way back home to ISB...

To Be Continued..........

Special Thanks

2007-08-01T10:54:00.000-07:00

To my father and my mother whom encouraged and supported me all my life...

Babam,Annem ve Aliş'im en çok sizi özledim=)

Husain Sagar and The Budha Statue

2007-08-01T08:57:00.000-07:00

One day;

Me , Nicholas and Hui went to visit this great Budha Statue on the middle of the lake. We went by a boat and then turned back with the same. Watching the sunset there and looking to this great thing gave me a huge happiness. Then we turned back and had a dinner on one of those colourfull cafes near the lake side before the great great party on Jubile Hills=))