18Oct 2019 by ksurya
“Bees Saal Baad”. Again!

“Bees Saal Baad”. Again!

Memories, People
I was on a day trip (business) to Zurich a few days back. I recalled that Krishna Moorthy (Krish), an old friend (and ex-colleague) was at Zurich. Time was gracious, my business meeting concluded, Krish & I could meet. Bees Saal Baad. Again! With Krish at Zurich Almost twenty years later. Bees Saal Baad, again. Krish travelled to my meeting location to take us (I had a colleague with me) to his home (40+ minutes, one way) and Jayalakshmi (his better half) prepared a lovely meal. Jayalakshmi recalled incidents - 20 years ago - of our joint past. They gave me some souvenirs to remember as we bade our goodbyes. I am humbled by the hospitality extended by Krish & Jayalakshmi. Thank you. A memorable visit!
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03Aug 2019 by ksurya No Comments
“Bees Saal Baad”

“Bees Saal Baad”

Memories, People
Bees Seal Baad translated literally means Twenty Years, Later! During my recent visit to the USA, I got an opportunity to meet Prasanna (an ex-colleague). A good twenty years later. And, Prasanna used a Hindi (Bollywood) movie title of yesteryears to remind us that we were meeting after twenty years. We spent a good time visiting our joint past. A common thing that we shared was our cherished association with HP OpenView. Both of us were certified on this product in our respective functional areas. And, during my sales days of yore, I had a few HP OpenView customers to my credit. On my return and to my surprise, I found a souvenir of HP OpenView. A T-Shirt. This T-Shirt was probably part of the certification package from Hewlett-Packard (HP)…
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05Feb 2019 by ksurya No Comments
My father’s legacy is his book.

My father’s legacy is his book.

Biography, People
My father, Dr. Kasichainula Kameswara Rao I am proud of my father. My father's book was recently published and is titled; Atreyapuram to Mumbai Megapolis. The Exciting Journey of a Village Boy.  And, in his book, my father Dr. Kasichainula Kameswara Rao has shared the experiences of his life. Thus, my father's legacy is his book because of the way he leads his life.  My father's story; in brief. My father was born in Atreyapuram, a village in South India. And, this village had no electricity, no proper roads, and was water-locked on all sides and thus no communications before sunrise and after sunset. In such conditions, my father completed his junior high school studies in a vernacular language namely Telugu with distinction. On passing high school, he completed his…
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