Few people just amaze me!!

Was watching a reality show today - India's got talent. I had seen the season 1 and hence starting watching season 2 from auditions itself which began yesterday.

Today I happened to see a performance by Vinod Thakur which amazed me to a great extent. This guy has lost his legs or is handicapped since birth about which he dint mention, but he performed too well and had chosen hip-hop dance form. I haven't seen any normal person who has done hip-hop better than him. He is just too good, hats off to him and all the best from my side :)

Which is better working at onsite or at offshore :)

This poem was written by an Infoscion, every fact is so true :)

To every aspiring man and lady there , who
Lands in this country, with H1B, L1, B1 through,
That comes here for life, wife, money or job,
That travels almost half way across the globe,

It would be a dream come true, for some,
Who longed for all those costly wine and rum,
That thought life here, was all about fashion,
Leaving behind that you had, your own passion,

For boys, a few days of night life and clubs,
For ladies, fashion clothes and massage rubs,
The initial days of laughter, travel and fun,
All the games on skiing baseball , home run,

Finally, work eats all of your effort and time,
Going for a outing, will appear to be a crime,
No more, lengthy, more frequent tea breaks,
No one bothers about you, for Christ sakes,

You are all by yourself, in this free country,
You will be left like a solitary leaf on a dry tree,
You are answerable, to all clients and bosses,
You are solely responsible for gains and losses,

You can no longer take excuses, for tasks,
You have to answer every client, who asks,
You fake all that accent, that you really can’t,
Here at client place, you simply cannot rant,

You hair style changes, your choice changes,
Your clothes vary from indo, American ranges,
You try out a lot of things, which you would,
Otherwise not try in India, for your own good,

You walk alien, talk alien, and work different,
You respond to every email that was sent,
You just can’t afford to be away for a while,
You don’t even get to talk or wink or smile,

You want to listen to hip hop, techno or rock,
You tend to be awake, more than your clock,
You use words like soda, cookies and peanuts,
You try out roller coasters, with so many guts,

You would long for a long weekend, to come,
You will be glad about what you’ve become,
Dollars, dimes and transferring money2India,
Some live a quiet life, to save money, oh, Yeah,

Wherever you are and whatever you may do,
End of day, be honest to yourself, and true,
You can fake, pretend, lie, boast, or complain,
You can even flaunt about riding in the rain,

Don’t work for appreciation, just do your work,
Be loyal to yourself, work best for every perk,
Towards the end, if you can close your eyes,
For a convincing day of yours, that went nice,

My request, to all you young men and women,
Live your life, ladies; spend time with wife, men,
All that you need to do is , just try being true,
Life will remain sweet, for all, even me and you!