My TCS journey ...

Yes, its the end finally....The world, it was the different world altogether,The world where i met crazy peopleThe world where most funniest, craziest and memorable moments of live are lived.
The journey which began, 25 months back, is about to end today..
Yes, finally i quit this world, which taught me some of the best lessons one could learn in life..
Yes i can proudly say i was a TCSer,
You know what, it takes guts, patience, determination to survive in this world, but it takes a bigger heart (yes i really mean it) a bigger heart to live this dream world.
It was a really a dream world to live at.
The world which could have been so amazing without some special mentions,
Consider myself lucky enough to know this guys Mr. Sujay Narsale, the most intelligent person i ever met..
Nishant Borse, the trolls never gona die, i did not know before, you are a comic guy as well..
Ojas Lokhande, You are true gem of tcs, i really wonder how would they survive without your presence, if you know what i mean..
Kunal Veera, i really wonder how could you spend you nights in office and day time driving cars, playing guitar, social networking n all..hats off man !!
Aasim Shaikh, Mr. Adobe, Sir you have shown the world the True Story of TCS, Why it has crossed the 10 Billion Mark..
Nikit Vora, you have supported Aasim well, this  partnership would take TCS towards 100Billion mark very soon, provided you don't use PJs inside the ODC..
Rajesh, You are fun to hang out with and your presence of mind is awesome, good that we could live those 2-3 months together, else i would missed a friend like you.
Tarang, Ketan, Ajay, i really wish i could spend 1 day in Seepz office, watching what you guys do, which makes news.
My roomies Abhishek Kapoor, TCS is for you man, Jayesh and Akshay where the hell you guys have been for months? Thanks a lot for the support.
Miss Nivedita, Afreen, Kritikha and Dipti again thanks for your wishes, support and kindness.
Again lucky enough to share most of the fucking awesome moments i would say with this Guy, Dharam Chheda, the guy with whom my thoughts most resemble with.
Here comes Mr. Shantanu Alashi (Alsi whatever), A true gem, finding of this World, Worth coming here and knowing this guy...!!

Death is truth...

As deaths have accumulated I have begun to think of life and death as a set of balance scales.
When one is young, the scale is heavily tipped toward the living.
With the first death, the first consciousness of death, the counter scale begins to fall. 
Death by death, the scales shift weight until what was unthinkable becomes merely a matter of
gravity and the fall into death becomes an easy step.

I want to spend my whole life with you.

I thought about you yesterday and the day before that too 
for every day good or bad you'll always be in my head
I hope you've understood everything I’ve said 
this isn't just a joke or a silly lie 
I’d never do anything to make you wanna cry 
I’m sorry if I do something to make you really mad 
it only comes back and makes me really sad 
I really do love you and everything you are 
I hope this relationship gets really far 
I’ll never get you out I simply don't know how 
in fact I’m thinking of you right about now 
you’re everything I need and everything to me 
you know exactly who you are and what you want to be
you always make me smile just by being there 
I hope you know how much I really do care...
every time I think of you my stomach seems to twist.. 
This is why I love you, I’ve made a huge list ...
the list goes on forever and never will it end ...
neither will our relationship... you'll always be my friend 
not just a simple friend but a special friend at that
I want to spend my whole life with you....

Where is mine...??

He goes through each day with a smile on his face..
holds himself well with much poise and grace..
He laughs and he smiles, he seems so happy and free but deep deep inside
there's something that no one can see...
He must have had everything, but full with grief is the song that he sings..
His laughter is just the way to hide all tears that he had cried..
time after time he watches every happy ending, wondering where is mine...??

The confinements of Dreamweaver Templates

The out of the box Dreamweaver Templating is being headache for the developer. (still has been used  widely )..argggg....

I Started working with this templating and was frustrated later on after being faced up with drawbacks and limitations of  DWT’s. Here we go with few...

Rigidity :

I wanted to format the Date, end up writing TBB to handle it.

Conditional Statements :

Yep, there is IF but unfortunately there is  no ELSE statement. (and I am not Lying....)

You have to write TemplateIf multiple times using negation.

TemplateRepeatIndex :

We can not get the outer TemplateRepeatIndex value while looping through Components array or Fields

Nested Repeat Regions :

Most of the time you want to use fields from Outer loop inside inner loop (a big NO...!!! U can not do that)

Accessing fields from an outer repeat region is impossible.

ComponentLink Fields :

We just can’t access the fields of a Component from a ComponentLink field. Again end up either having a TBB that pushes these values to the package, or by use  Dreamweaver Get Extensions.

and i started liking Compound Templating...oh yeah !!!!!

Brilliant students of class...

Once upon a time, there were five brilliant students in a class of a boys' school.
1. An absolute genius, who topped every course by the sheer force of his talent, hard work and commitment. He also took part in dramas, debates etc. and earned a lot of fame. He was an all round student.
2. The class bully, or 'dada'. In the inter-school fights, he would rally his troups and exhort them to fight till they won. He transformed his school, which till then was full of docile students, into one of outspoken fighters who could do a bit more than just study and get marks for themselves.
3. The most studious, most good boy in the class who ate on time, slept on time and woke up on time every morning. He was the darling of every teacher as they could get anything done from him as long as it was in the interest of the school. 
4. The loner, who would sit in a corner, bored with all that was happening around him, occasionally writing a poem or two, and humming a beautiful tune to himself. Only when the toughest of courses came would he wake up, and lo and behold, would top them by his sheer artistry.
5. The mastmaula bully who was a very strong fighter. He would beat up any boy, however well trained in foreign martial arts, by the dint of his desi methods. He would also apply the same methods to courses and would at times crack the most difficult of courses by the most desi of methods.Not very studious, but brilliant nevertheless. 
A group of students so brilliant never had been in a school before them, and never came after them

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Let it go...

Someone said... 

"Wallets are a lot like girls. You really have to take good care of, because if you won't, something might happen"... 

I know what he means. I just lost a wallet, and I just lost a girl. You know, it's the exact same thing. One day, you just realize it's gone. You try to look for it everywhere, even going back to the places where you could have lost it. You think, and you think hard, only to come upon a grim realization: it's really gone.

Of course, you can hold on to some hope. After all, there have been some very, very lucky (blessed?) people who get it back. Perhaps you could become one of those people. You sit home and you hope that someone would call, and that you would get it back. But then, some time passes, and you realize that it's still gone, and you realize that it's time to let go.

The first few days, you turn to your friends for support. Some tell you you'll be ok, some tell you that it was your fault and that you should have been more careful, and some tell you about their own experiences.
They give you all sorts of advice, none you haven't heard before. You then go out to find a new wallet, only to realize that you don't really want a new one. You want the old one that you lost. No, you don't want all these better-looking wallets, you want yours, because of how comfortable it is, because of all the cards and pictures and other stuff in it.

You go out and carry on without a wallet, keeping your money in your pocket instead. You throw away stuff that you would have held on to if you had your old wallet. And then, finally, you find a new wallet you like and settle in.
You then start filling your new wallet, little by little. It still doesn't feel as comfortable as the old one, but it's getting there. Then you start putting in cards and pictures and other important stuff in the wallet. Soon enough, there's as much stuff in your new wallet as the old one. And then, after some time, you feel as comfortable with your new wallet.

And then you realize that you've almost forgotten you ever had your old wallet. Sure, you still remember most of the stuff you lost on that wallet. But then again, you don't remember the feeling of hurt that you felt when you lost it.
That's because that wallet you lost is no longer your wallet. You're no longer holding on. This new wallet you're holding, it has all the important cards and pictures and stuff that you need. This is your wallet. And this time, you tell yourself, you're never losing this one.