Monday, August 28, 2006

Story of a White Elephant

A story that will move you (literally)

Hello everybody, my name is White Elephant. I live in a big software house. I have seen very little of the world outside. probably I have been to a couple of demos with my uncles.

It is my dream to be out on streets, see the market. My family says I am not ready for that yet. My parents keep saying "Son, you have a promising future". They say it all the time. Appears as though they are convincing themselves.

I recollect reading somewhere that if you can't make it in first two years you are as good as dead unless ofcourse you are a phoenix. Now I am 5 years old and am constantly fearing that I might have to live the rest of my life in a shelf.

Thoughts cross my mind like "Who am I? and What is my purpose?" Are these deep philosophical thoughts or symptoms of an identity crisis? I dont know if I am product or a platform or a solution.

If I were to be a product I would have been solving a specific problem. Therefore I can't be one. Afterall, my parents are system integrators. I don't have genes of a product.

The very few customers that I faced compare me to their women. Well, I am not flattering myself. I guess I am hard to understand; even hard is to figure out what I can do.

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My marketing agent may be calling me "The one stop Platform". But, the truth is that I am a mere wrapper software encompassing every technology, providing interfaces for A-Z products in my domain to get plugged into me. In short there is no meat in me. Oh I am such a waste..

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