Saturday, August 26, 2006

takagism

Got this a couple of days back. It'll obsess you, frustrate you and refuse to get out of your mind.
Do try takagism .

Friday, August 25, 2006

domain knowledge needed in business processes

They have arrived. All my efforts to prove sixth sense and the power of will have failed. The summers have arrived. So there I was on a lazy Tuesday when as usual I had finished my daily dose of worrying and cribbing about acads, summers, PPOs , specialization and world peace and had immobilized myself into inaction I was told one of the companies I had applied was visiting the campus the very next day. So there I was cut off from the world, business or otherwise, unsure of what I wanted to do stuck with the prospect of competing with 100 odd the next day with no fore warning. That I didn’t have a mini breakdown then and there is one of the mysteries I’ll never unravel but I did run around and harass enough of my seniors.

The shortlist arrived and there it was ‘dicya kamat’ a cryptic reference to yours truly. So I took out my suit, shirt and a pair of shoes which I swear are 3 sizes smaller than my size. (gyaan: impossible to find size 6 shoes for females in Mumbai, and the size 5 are what I think equivalent to size 3). So I waited for my GD sweating at the possibility of being slapped with a WTO-SEZ type topic. Thankfully the HR read out “5 ways to curb terrorism”. I exhaled and started scribbling on my pad. But my joy lasted for exactly a minute. The moment the GD started it was a vegetable/fish/any other commodity market. All I could do was to watch my points being shouted out by other individuals and getting drowned by others in the panel. Finally I managed to shout down a couple of people and get in a word. The GD ended abruptly and I came out rather shaken.

In another mystery I was shortlisted and there I sat in front of the panel. It was a group interview and I was paired with an industrial engineering guy. The interviewees before me assured me it was a cakewalk and that the 3 words I need to use were ‘domain knowledge’ ‘growing pharma sector’ and ‘business process’. So I made a sentence using these three catch words and fired off. The HR nodded and said if I planned to learn all this in 8 weeks. On my nodding he informed me what I would probably learn in that time would be the location of the jugular vein of a rat. By this time I was turning an unhealthy shade of crimson. He proceeded to ask some academic questions on of all subjects, statistics!! By this time I was deep beetroot and wanted desperately to be outside the door. The final nail in coffin when the IE guy drew a graph to explain the confidence interval while I had beaten around the bush with test of hypothesis. So you would be opening your books the day before exams I guess, the HR smiled. My facial muscles had by then paralyzed into an oh-am-I-dumb-or-what expression. We were thanked (for the entertainment I guess) and left.

The final list was out today. No, there were no more miracles. And yes substantial increase in domain knowledge requires ASAP.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Slow dance

Got this on IP, a rare sensible multicast.
Still remember the first time I read it. No I didn't bawl my lungs out, but was silent for a long time. A reality we don't wanna face that life will pass by while we plan and plot for tomorrow.

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor

SLOW DANCE


Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,"Hi"
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.

teen movies, ek post!

A movie review to follow. Watched Chronicles of Riddick (henceforth COR) yesterday. Now I lurved Pitch Black(PB). So was expecting a brilliant sequel while common sense dictated otherwise.No sequel has ever lived upto expectations.COR is good if you haven't watched the prequel.COR is a Vin Diesal movie. Riddick is the star and unfortunately is the good boy,unlike the vacillating grey character he was in PB. Also PB wasn't centred on one character, the doomed group of survivors were the centre as well as the night beasties. The power of suggestion which is the most frightening is so effectly used in PB is now replaced by the human looking outlandishly clad Lord Marshal. Not to mention the usual suspects, a scheming woman, a wise old seer, a prophecy, a greedy general. All in all the usual Empire,Foundation type story. But then even Pb didnt have an extraordinary story just some real good direction which COR lacks. Sad...


Doled out 70 odd bucks for auto, 200 bucks for ticket, 45 bucks for this-n-that and watched Kabhie alvida na kehna. Seems KJo has grown up.Can no longer claim he has never been in a relationship. Sometimes a lil too real for comfort and some times stretched to infinity I wish I could strangle SRK's character. Unfortunately have seen so much of 'Dev' in some guys i know that its believeble for such bitterness to exist. Also understand how easily indebtness substitutes for love.But KJo sticks to his definition of dil main ghanti bajne wala pyaar.Sad.......

Family entertainer perhaps no......dunno if KJo can have an image change-over and rise in esteem in my i-luv-different-from-usual-movie eyes. If you can stand SRK being SRK and a lil unexplainable behavior on Rani's part and the Big B in a ridiculous red blazer i suggset you go for it!

PS:Just got this on our insti IP

Schumi and Raikkonen are in a desert.
Evening comes, they set up their tent.
Both go to sleep.
Schumi wakes up in the middle of the night.
Raikkonen isn't in the tent.
He can hear something coming from outside the tent.
Schumi peeps out and sees Raikkonen running around the tent like crazy, a big lion after him...
Schumi: Run faster, he's gonna catch you!

Raikkonen: Don'tworry, I lead by three laps...

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

tere bin.........

tere bin besides you
sanu sohnia my love
koi hor nahio labhna i shan't find another
jo dave who'll give
ruh nu sakun peace to my soul
chukke jo nakhra mera and indulge me
ve main sare ghumm ke vekhia i have gone and seen it all
amrika , roos, malaysia america, russia, malaysiana
kittey vi koi fark si there wasn't any difference
har kise di koi shart si they all had some condition
koi mangda mera si sama some asked for my time
koi hunda surat te fida some were fascinated with my face
koi mangda meri si vafa some demanded my fidelity
na koi mangda merian bala none wanted my demons
tere bin besides you
hor na kise no one else
mangni merian bala wanted my demons
tere bin besides you
hor na kise no one else
karni dhup vich chhan shall shade me in the sun
jiven rukia (the) way you paused
si tun zara slightly
nahion bhulna i shan't forget
main sari umar all my life
jiven akhia si akhan chura you said, looking away
"rovenga sanu yad kar" "you shall weep in my memory"
hasia si main hasa ajeeb i laughed a strange laugh
(par) tu nahi si hasia but you didn't
dil vich tera jo raaz si you had a secret in your heart
mainu tu kyon ni dasia why didn't you tell me
tere bin besides you
sanu eh raz none shall tell this
kise hor nahion dasna secret to me
tere bin besides you
peerh da ilaaj what druid
kis vaid kolon labhna has the cure to my ills
milia si ajj mainu i found today
tera ik patra a note of yours
likhia si jis 'te on which you had scribbled
tun shayr varey shah da a varis shah couplet
park ke si osnu upon reading which
hanjnu ik duliya a teardrop fell
akhan 'ch band si what was locked in the eye
seh raaz ajj khulia was revealed today
ki tere bin that other than you
eh mere hanjnu these tears of mine
kise hor won't be kissed by
nahio chumna none else
ki tere bin that other than you
eh mere hanjhu these tears of mine
mitti vich rulnha will wither in the dust

Rabbi Shergill

Sunday, August 06, 2006

Dear Friend

Do you sometimes feel lonely in a crowd? Where you laugh and joke outwardly and cringe inwardly? Wonder if others can’t see through you? Want to find a rock and crawl under it? Today is friendship day, another blessing of our card culture…and brings to me the same feeling of shame and regret I have always harbored. Of friendships I have blown away, of relationships I didn’t care enough for, of feelings I just let whither away…

I have what people say sailed through life without ever finding a permanent harbor. I make friends and then lose them because of my indifference. I have no defense, no excuses, and no explanation for not returning calls, for not passing a smile or not making an effort. Just that sometimes I could not though I wanted to. It wasn’t a super sized ego because if you were my friend you would know I suffer from the lack of one than plenty, it wasn’t laziness which is a more genuine fault, it’s none of them, though I wish it were.

Just sincere requests don’t ever feel I used you or I didn’t care because you cross my mind more frequently than you can imagine. A song, a fragrance, a catch phrase, a road all brings back memories. My life would be much lesser if it weren’t for each and every person in it. I have looked and learned from you. The laughter of my life came from you. I competed against you and loved you no less. There have been times when I wasn’t there when you needed me, and there were times when you wished I just disappeared. When I didn’t say the right things or said things that caused pain. Moments when I sulked or let my tongue get the better of me. When I have behaved like a stubborn mule and refused to listen to sense or reason.

On this Archies and Hallmark created superficial celebration I just want to say a very genuine sorry for all the pain that I have caused. Am not a drifter or less of a human being, just attribute it to a quirk in nature or a fear of giving too much of myself to anything or anyone. Believe me I try.

Please forgive me.

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

first month at b-school..duh...

At first I could not believe it. My blog wasn’t opening. I thought the LAN was troubling again. I restarted my comp, double clicked repeatedly on the ‘my network places’ icon, checked no one was looking and tugged at the LAN cable. Nothing worked. Checked my usual bloglist. Nothing. What did my poor nonsensical blog trying to find a little shelf space in the world of Bansals and Sabnises do? Is tap dancing on a reader’s sanity such a crime? Kaavya lives right then why can’t d_grail??

Anyways, to mouth a cliché- my first month in the b-school

I learnt

1. to make sentences using phrases like ‘strategic vision’ and ‘dynamic equilibrium’

2. to sleep while keeping my posture straight

3. not sleeping for couple of days isn’t fatal, but can bring your inherent dullness and stupidity to other people’s notice

4. it doesn’t make a difference if you attempt a test with or without preparation

5. life is full of PPTs and PPOs( avian excreta on your head by the overactive crows in NITIE)

Now the real stuff. Had mandi this Sunday. In this exercise we guys are supposed to sell these toys made by an NGO-navnirmiti. A detailed repo to bore you in my next post.

Till then check out our fest-Prerana and the online gaming event MastishK.