Scobleizer has done this video, a talk with the CTO of Xerox, Sophie Vandebroek at Palo Alto Research Center.
She has talked about some really interesting things.
Xerox as i knew was just about making ‘xerox’ copies. The term Xerox has now become synonymous to make a copy. But the real Xerox is into many more fields like Biomedical, clean water, etc.
She says, “Its fun to work in Xerox because we create the Future, Today!!!” and “We no longer makes copiers…”. WOW!!!
The monsoon breeze blew with a freshness that put everything in its path with renewed zest. It carried a very warm chillness. He felt it against his face and stood motionless. He had felt that before and rejoiced with child like innocence. But now it was different. He felt a cold lining on his cheeks. The path traced out by tears was more vivid now. A slight shiver.
Looking deep into the horizon he stood on the empty banks. His eyes fixed, some where far, searching for something lost, or, perhaps someone. He found no purpose in his existence. His ambitions, goals, dreams were now mere ashes. As i watched his head began to droop, he looked down, breathing gently. His breathing grew heavy, he looked up, left out a deep cry and dropped to his knees as i ran towards him.
I had never seen him like that. The friend i know was unfaltering and cheerful. He would grin ear-to-ear, make faces and just about do anything that would put a smile on your face.
Of lately i was seeing the change in him. That was a transition time for him. He became worse day by day. The guy looked like he could use some help. Many a time i asked him what bothered him. He would struggle and bring a smile on his face and say nothing. But you could read that in his eyes.
A week ago, when i was out with couple of my friends i spotted him along with a girl. The walked hand in hand. She leaning on his shoulders. There was an air of sadness around them. The next day at office i told of what i saw and felt the other day. I saw a tear run down his cheeks. He turned away and began typing furiously, pretending to be working.
I was loosing him. I pushed for an answer. He just replied,
“Even my folks don’t trust me. They where my greatest strength. I told them everything, hoping they would help me. But they are far from convinced. They want me to come back home and join a company there…”
With moist eyes he just walked out..
I contemplated that his relation with the girl was unapproved at home. There was nothing that i could do.
Things changed from bad to worse in the last two days. I saw him opening a letter and the disbelief an agony on his face upon reading that. He came to me and asked if i could just take him some where far from the hustles of the city. He mentioned, it was time for me to know.
Got into my car and we just drove away from the madness of the city. The first of the monsoon clouds where beginning to build up in the sky. I just pushed on. I was taking to the place where i always ran for a bit of peace.
The first of the drops were beginning to break away from the clouds and shatter against the windshield. They looked like suicide bombers. As i stopped. The rain was pouring down with all vigor. We sat in the car. With his head down and tears flowing down, he just sat there. We just sat there. Dont know for how long. The only sound was the heavy drops breaking on the roof. The rumbling was like a premonition for something bad to come. I wanted to belive otherwise, but i couldn’t cheat my heart.
The rain began to calm and that left an eerie silence between us. I don’t know how long we sat there. He broke the silence. His voice trembling
“She left me. I loved her with all my heart. Still she left me. I was helpless”
“There would be something, that we can do. Give me her number, i will talk to her.”, out of desperation and the scary thought of loosing a friend i mumbled.
“No! There is nothing left to do. She has gone far. Far from any of our reach. My parents if only they could believe me…”
He opened the door and ran towards the shore. I followed.
The rain was now gone. Sun was struggling to break out of the clouds. Nature looked so beautiful and gorgeous. The whole place was damped. Narrow streams of water still flowing towards the river. The first monsoon shower. It was beautiful…
His breathing grew heavy, he looked up, left out a deep cry and dropped to his knees as i ran towards him. I helped him on to his feet. He hugged me. I couldn’t fight my tears. He broke away, walked two steps and stopped.
After a deep sigh, he reached for his pocket and took our an envelope. I recognized it as the one that i saw with him days before. He opened it and handed me the letter.
With trembling hands i opened the folds…
“Appraisal Letter 2008″
Though this post comes a week late, but its stilll worth sharing those moments. Here is the link to the fotos…
Ujj Living out the real spirit of a BarCamp by helping out with things…
100rabh getting geared up for the day’s hungama…
Ashwin taking shots of the people at the Reg. Desk
The crowd deciding on the days topic…
The Spirit of Barcamp
Some girl loves Prashanth …
The Twitterers who turned up for the Tweet-up
Thej flaunting .. uhhh .. his EeePC..
Remnants of BCB5…
More at my album
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Larry and Sergey would have never thought this would happen.
Any one with the bare knowledge of the internet knows about Google. It has now more or less become a house hold name. Just like the Saans-Bahu soaps. May be i should never ever compare anything to the Saans-Bahu soaps. Its more of an insult than a credit. Now the fact is, you want some thing Google has it. It has grown over the years with innovative ideas and acquisitions. You need some thing, google it!!! It has in fact become the de facto solution to most of our searches. And searching IS googling.
The mail, integrated with a chat, integrated with a social-networking site, integrated with a photo album, integrated with a video sharing site, integrated with an online office apps…. phew! One can just be hooked on to Google for the whole day.
In fact everything that we use online, is in one way or the other “Powered by Google“.
Not to mention the kind of work environment that they have and the countless eyebrows that were raised all with the same question – “Is that an office?”. Employees in the technology sector dream to work at Google.
But what really made Google, Google. Looking from a surfer’s perspective its the experience. Its like the perfect blend of coffee to make the perfect espresso. A simple page with nothing more than to let you search. No unwanted fancy stuff. More than that its the integrated environment that hooks me up with Google. The usage of a single ID to do multiple stuffs. The hustle of remembering the user ids and passwords are gone. One login and mail, messenger, album etc. etc.
So which other site offers all these – NONE. Equally likable by both techies and normal people.
Just visit the Google Products page and there is something for everyone. 
We all have been pwn3d by g00g73;
“You have been GOOGLED…”
[This is my first post in the company blog]
Its a good thing that my company introduced blogging to its employees. It was high time that this passion of a ‘netizen‘ was recognized. I see a lot of posts coming up and the enthusiasm was just simply WOW!!!. The fact is, most of the people lose their steam after the initial boost on writing. They come over enthusiastic and over time, they just don’t find what to write, some times intimidated by the way top bloggers write and the responses that they get and simply give up on blogging. “I cant do that, look how many hits (number of visitors to a blog) that person is getting.”
“So you a first time blogger… uhh????”, whats the big deal, write dude write!!! Thats what blogging initially is about. You need to write, write and write. Let that be anything about the good looking girl you found in the bus and wondering if u had her name can check her details in TedWeb, or how you burnt your break fast any damn thing goes into that. Novice bloggers – Just keep writing. You may not find any theme to write about, just write the crap that you feel like. May be no one is going to read it. So what, write.
“So you are not new to blogging…!!!”, still keep writing. As you ‘mature’ (i hate to use this word), you will find out yourself that what you want to write about them most, what you like blogging about. May be its Mallaika Sherawat or Bipasha Basu , who cares write about them. Play with words. Frame some wacky phrases like – “Bipasha threw ambers of jealousy at young damsels”, just make sure that you girlfriend doesn’t read this and i’m not responsible at any cause.
The next thing that you should focus is – ‘Give and Take‘ principle. Go visit other’s blogs, read their articles, drop a comment or two at their blogs and posts. Trust me just by mere visiting no one is going to know that you visited their site. Build a community on the web. Join groups. There is a bangalorebloggers called as the Blog’a’loreans at Google.
Last, visit the top blogs around and read how they write and what draws the crowd to them. What is so special in their writing? Who are these people. I suggest – Digital Inspirations – Amit Agarwal, he is India’s first professional blogger, Kiruba Shankar, Silkboard, Seth Godin etc. These are some of my favorite. Silkboard esp. has an uncanny way to report on the bangalore traffic 
. There are some Community driven blogs too like – Mutiny.in(i write here 
), Sepia Mutiny too.
“So you a pro blogger.. uhhh???”, great!!!. Keep writing and help others too. Its always fun to get people into blogging. The way i did it for my roommate.