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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.
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...
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.
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.