life of a software engineer

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Starting the day with a conversation between a wife and a husband who happens to be a software engineer...

Husband: (Returning late from work) "Good Evening Dear, I'm now logged in."

Wife: Have you brought the grocery?
Husband: Bad command or filename.

Wife: But I told you in the morning.
Husband: Erroneous syntax. Abort?

Wife: What about my new TV?
Husband: Variable not found ...

Wife: At least, give me your Credit Card, I want to do some shopping.
Husband: Sharing Violation. Access denied...

Wife: Do you love me or do you only love computers or are you just being funny?
Husband: Too many parameters ...

Wife: It was a great mistake that I married an idiot like you.
Husband: Data type mismatch.

Wife: You are useless.
Husband: It's by Default.

Wife: What about your Salary?
Husband: File in use ... Try after some time.

Wife: What is my value in the family.
Husband: Unknown Virus



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10% of Software Professionals are predicted to be affected by major diseases like Carpal tunnel syndrome, heart diseases etc

* 20% of Software Professionals marry their co-workers

* 30% of Software Professionals are interested in Live in relationship because they tend to hate the responsibility both in office and house

* 40% of Software Professionals are confused about settling down (India or abroad)

* 50% of Software Professionals has No savings in their Bank Account

* 60% of Software Professionals are not satisfied with their current wages

* 70% of Software Professionals work more than 8 hours across globe

* 80% of Software Professionals live away from their Parents

* 90% of Software Professionals are NOT HAPPY about their Life, meeting deadlines, client satisfaction, incentives, promotions, increment, onsite trips, wife, children, visa status, and commitments

* 100% of Software professionals wish they had a choice other than computers in their life at least once in their lifetime
 
The problem with today's situation is that everyone claims to be a software engineer, even ones who just bought a book on how to program XYZ and put together a "Hello World" program claim they are software engineers. What happens when everyone starts to write software? Disasters! I always claim this to be one of the primary reasons why software projects fail. It's not because of processes, technology, etc. It's the people who are not qualified to do the job. Poor design, bad code all lead to un-maintainable system which eventually collapses. What happens when you a truly a good software engineer? You can't stand these things. Then, you clean up the mess. How many messes do you think you can clean up? Maybe there a a couple of you on the team that are really good and spend your time cleaning up the mess, but there a dozens waiting to screw it up again. It's tought being a software engineer, you have ethical issues that you must adhere by, keeping up with technology, and all the while, clean up someone's elses mess. The good news is that this industry is still very new
 
Story of a software enginer


As the dream of most parents I had acquired a degree in Software Engineer and joined a company based in USA, the land of braves and opportunity. When I arrived in the USA, it was as if a dream had come true.

Here at last I was in the place where I want to be. I decided I would be staying in this country for about Five years in which time I would have earned enough money to settle down in India.

My father was a government employee and after his retirement, the only asset he could acquire was a decent one bedroom flat. I wanted to do some thing more than him. I started feeling homesick and lonely as the time passed. I used to call home and speak to my parents every week using cheap international phone cards. Two years passed, two years of Burgers at McDonald's and pizzas and discos and 2 years watching the foreign exchange rate getting happy whenever the Rupee value went down.

Finally I decided to get married. Told my parents that I have only 10 days of holidays and everything must be done within these 10 days. I got my ticket booked in the cheapest flight. Was jubilant and was actually enjoying hopping for gifts for all my friends back home. If I miss anyone then there will be talks. After reaching home I spent home one week going through all the photographs of girls and as the time was getting shorter I was forced to select one candidate. In-laws told me, to my surprise, that I would have to get married in 2-3 days, as I will not get anymore holidays. After the marriage, it was time to return to USA, after giving some money to my parents and telling the neighbors to look after them, we returned to USA.

My wife enjoyed this country for about two months and then she started feeling lonely. The frequency of calling India increased to twice in a week sometimes 3 times a week. Our savings started diminishing. After two more years we started to have kids. Two lovely kids, a boy and a

girl, were gifted to us by the almighty. Every time I spoke to my parents, they asked me to come to India so that they can see their grand-children. Every year I decide to go to India. But part work part monetary conditions prevented it.

Years went by and visiting India was a distant dream. Then suddenly one day I got a message that my parents were seriously sick. I tried but I couldn't get any holidays and thus could not go to India. The next message I got was my parents were passed away and as there was no one to do the last rights the society members had done whatever they could. I was depressed. My parents were passed away without seeing their grand children.

After couple more years passed away, much to my children's dislike and my wife's joy we returned to India to settle down. I started to look for a suitable property, but to my dismay my savings were short and the property prices had gone up during all these years. I had to return to the USA.

My wife refused to come back with me and my children refused to stay in India. My 2 children and I returned to USA after promising my wife I would be back for good after two years.

Time passed by, my daughter decided to get married to an American and my son was happy living in USA. I decided that had enough and wound-up every thing and returned to India. I had just enough money to buy a decent 2 bedroom flat in a well-developed locality. Now I am 60 years old and the only time I go out of the flat is for the routine visit to the nearby temple. My faithful wife has also left me and gone to the holy abode.

Sometimes I wondered was it worth all this? My father, even after staying in India, had a house to his name and I too have the same nothing more. I lost my parents and children for just ONE EXTRA BEDROOM.

Looking out from the window I see a lot of children dancing. This damned cable TV has spoiled our new generation and these children are losing their values and culture because of it. I get occasional cards from my children asking I am alright. Well at least they remember me. Now perhaps after I die it will be the neighbors again who will be performing my last rights, God Bless them. But the question still remains 'was all this worth it?'
 
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