22nd MAY 2010 RIP

I do not get a chance to see television so often these days, whenever I get a chance to see TV I savour it the most. The general store near my office has a TV set which attracts me to his shop rather than some other shop. As usual I went there today and was surprised to see that the TV was not on, so I asked him "bhaiya ye kharab hai kya "? He turned on the TV and then I saw the flames and horror of the plane crash. A plane had crashed early morning in Manglore, it had overshot the runway and fallen in the valley. I was kind of shocked, I am a bit apprehensive of planes in air but this plane crashed when it was on ground. It was weird. Then I heard that 8 people have survived miraculously, they jumped out of the cracks as the plane was plunging in the vally. To me it felt like dejavu, it seemed that I had read this kind of script before.....I was discussing this incident with my colleague and suddenly i blurted "this looks straight out of Salman Rushdie book". I remembered the pages from satanic verses where the protagonist and his friend jump out of the plane which had suffered a bomb blast, they too jumped out of the crack.
I had never thought fiction can be so real.....imagination has its limits.

I pray for the life lost.

P:S - Aaj Tak was the first channel to reach the site of the accident....such a LOSER media we have.

20th MAY 2010, MORNING

A good morning starts the previous night.
What was i doing the previous night ? I was busy doing velapanti in
the air conditioned room of another vella. A word about ac - it is the
best invention ever by mankind. Any ways i was thinking about good
morning, my morning was not good, i woke up at six am after a sleep of
3 hours. I drove back 15 kilometers to find the taps running dry.
After delay i finally left for my office , another bike ride of 8
kilometers. When i reached there i found out that i had left my phone
behind. . . . I hope you had a good day today.

19 MAY 2010, NEWzzzzzzzzz

When it comes to incredeble news the only name which comes to my mind is India TV, today my belief in India TV got stronger. I saw a news in which India TV was showing pictures of big 5 headed cobra, claiming it to be seshnag....the mythological creature. I was laughing by looking at the pics on tv and suddenly came another master stroke from India TV, they asked the question to the viewers "KYA YE TASVEER ASLI HAI KYA YE SACH ME SESHNAAGE

18th MAY 2010......Revival

When I started this bolg, I was big time vella and unemployed as well. So, I had this ambition that I will write something everyday, so that I can have some more velapanti. I did write a few posts here then things got a little complicated, life became hectic. Suddenly I had no time, neither for the things I liked to do nor for the people who I enjoyed spending time with. That was not the end of it, there are things which one can see then there are things one has to see. So, yeah..life became a little more complicated. But the question is, how complicated life can be? The answer is 'as much as we want'. If I start accepting the abnormalities they surely will become a indispensable part of my life. I do not want that to happen.....so I am getting back in vellapanti mode.......This Blog is being revived. ;-)

13th Feb 10, What the hell ?

13th they say is a unlucky number I am not superstitious but it seems it actually is unlucky. I entered my home and my friend told me about the blast in Pune. It was a bolt out of the blue, I have lived in that city and not once did I imagine it will be on the hit list of the terrorists.

German bakery, one of the USP of Pune, is a place where people hangout without any inhibititions. One can easily find foreigneres, jews, muslims, hindus, marathi, bihari etc having a good time there. It is a place full of life and everyone who has been to that place would be feeling bad. Pune is a very safe place, and full of young professionals and students. This blast has delivered the message 'no place is safe'.

I switched of the TV because of the blame game which started after the blast, Shivsena says all the security was provided to MNIK, why does not some one tells them why was the security diverted to the cinema halls ?

We have accepted bomb - blasts as a fact of life, this blog started with making the date 13th the real culpret, 13th is a unlucky number huh...if it was an unlucky number how did the terrorists got so lucky today ?

12th Feb 10, Shubh Ratri Shiv Sena

Today is a great day, its the festival of Shiv Ratri, The night which belongs to lord shiva. It seems that the self proclaimed Shaniks of Shiva are not going to have a good nights sleep. Shiv - Sena has lost the plot miserably. With My Name is Khan going good everywhere, Mr. Thakre has announced that 'anyone who watches the movie is not a patriot and is an agent of Pakistan'. Now, that is the statement coming from a 80 year old man who was once the roaring tiger of maharashtra. This gentleman has never fought an election but says he is the only representative of the people. He rose to power with the slogan 'hatao lungi bajao pungi', aimed at south indian diaspora in mumbai. Decades later when his ship began to leak and his nephew took the centre stage hogging the limeligt meant for his photographer son, all of a sudden MARATHI MANUS came back to Thakres agenda.

This time the targets were the migrants from north India, but it was proving costly for the local business including his own to survive without North Indian labour. So, Old father and the adult son decided to try some marketing. They found a soft target, which in some ways represents North Indians, they started with Amitabh Bachchan but Bachchan turned out to be a pro. Then they hit SRK, SRK may or may not have had a vested interes, he stood by his words.

Unfortunatly for SENA this move has backfired, MNIK gained a lo from this goof up, congress party had its share and above all it united all of India and the idea of Marathi Manus (if one was there) got side lined. Sena got exposed for its vandalism and gundagardi.

I would not be surprised if SHIV - Sena changes its name to SHAV - Sena (the dead army) after the next assembly election.

10th Feb 10, slow n steady makes u late

It took me two hours and 45 minutes to reach my work place located around 40km from palam vihar. I almost dozed off in the traffic near CP. It was as if the whole traffic was a part of a slow moving machine. I reached late for my work, late by a big margin.

Being late means lots of things, it means you lost the time but the work remains undone, in order to finish the work on time you need to slog and when you slog you are bound to get tired and when your house is 2 hours away, tiredness turns into fatigue and fatigue causes stress and stress causes burn-out. I think its better to be on time rather then to be burned out.

Well, on my way back this not so piculiar incidence happened. Near the Taj hotel, the signal was green and still the traffic was not moving. The reason being some VIP was scheduled to come out of the hotel and his security had taken the traffic as their hostage.
Well the point is, yesterday when I accidently jumped a signal, they charged me 100 bucks and today I was not allowed to cross a green signal. Will the government pay me back for this offence ?

9th Feb 10, 1100 - 100

The winters are going out so is velapanti. Its been an eventful day, unconsciously I jumped a traffic signal and was fined rs 100. Its kind of comical, I mean I have jumped traffic signals intentionally on many occasions but was never caught, today when i was caught I was wondering Why, the officer very gently told me I had jumped a signal. I asked him the amount of fine, "1100" he said. The defense mechanism started instantly and words like 'sir', 'please', 'sorry' started to rain.

But this crapping of mine was stopped by the officer, he said I needed to pay 100 bucks. I instantly paid rs 100.
The point is, 100 seemed a small amount when compared with 1100, but I am sure I would have said the same things to him even if he had asked for rs 100 initially. Psychology I guess.

8th Feb 10, The hidden 'P' of marketing

Through out my MBA journey, I came across various kinds of 'P', product, place, pricing, promotions, people, physical evidence, perishibility and of course the most important Placements.

Today, I came face to face with a hidden P of marketing. A P which was never taught in class room, a P which can cover for all the P's. Its called POLICIES.

It so happened that we went to see the movie Rann, all the P's were in place, people, process and physical evidence but we were denied the ticket, not because the show was House full but because there was no one but us to watch the movie.

The person behind the counter mumbled something about Policies.

We had money in our pockets, it was screaming "spend us". So, we went to another service organization PIzza Hut. At the time of billing we produced a corporate discount card, and we were denied the discount. Why? because the company had a Policy, which said discounts can be availed only if the billing amount is more then rs. 500. This again was an invisible aspect, mentioned no where and presented to us as Policy.

7th Feb 10, Clarity

Early morning at six today, I got stuck in the elwvator, I pressed the alarm button but it did nt work. It was all dark and the scenes from the horror movie which I had seen few hours back were coming alive in my mind. It was comical, I was actually starting to freak out, fortunatly I realised i had a mobile phone with me. I called my bro-in-law, and after some time the doors slowly were ripped apart and sunlight sneaked in. The watchman appeared blocking the sunlight which made a kind of halo around him. He eneded my predicament.

When I was in that metalic box, it was all dark not a hint of light, I could not see my own hand there. When the sunilght came in, I could see the rays very cleaarly. I see sunrays everyday but, I realised its clearity and importance only when I was in complete darkness. Darkness has this potential to make us see things clearly.

Some how after that incidence I also found some clearity about the happenings around me, and from that clearity I decided something. From that darkness came out a clear thought, and I got placed by the evening.

6th Feb 10, Narayan-Narayan

I didnt write yesterday because there was nothing new to write. Today something new happened, today after a long period of time I am sitting in front of a TV set. I will come straight to the point, news channels have masterd the art of naradgiri, they keep pouring petrol in the fire. Most of the channels are saying SRK defeated Bal Thakre, fancy this "sher ki tarah dahade sharukh..thakre ki hui batti gul". Its hilarious, every one has forgotton the real issue that is freedom to speech. Now its war of words which should not stop for the sake of eyeballs.

The situation is such that all the parties involved cannot afford to calm down.

SRK - cannot back track because of his upcoming movie, which is about free speech...SRK may be right but the timing of being right could not have been better.

Rahul Gandhi - When the country is reeling with inflation, Mr Prince charming found an easy way to divert attention and become a hero. He took a rail ride, I just wonder how he got a place to sit in the mumbai local.

Bal Thakre - Shivsena lost the elections and with election they lost their minds, targeting Sachin Tendulkar and now SRK. It might be madness but they get free publicity and top of the mind recall.

So, its all happening and media makes sure that it keeps happening till the next gaffe by some person. The traingular series between these people saved some ones ass as well, the enviornment minister called someone insane in public view. I can't imagine what would have happend to him if There was no controversy about pakistani palyers in IPL.

4th Feb 10, Boredom.inc

I woke up very late deliberatly, I thought if I sleep long hours the day will shrink. It was of no use, the day keeps on stretching and boredom gets stronger by every passing second. What else can I try to defeat boredom ? I did experiments in the kitchen yeah used 'coconut hair oil' as a cooking medium..the results were disastros. Got involved in useless debates as in shuld we or should we not fire our cook, should we get more people to stay with us or throw out the new comers ..all bullshit. Every one is bull shitting like never before, everyone is united in this fight against boredome but it seems boredom is invincible. We started gaming, cricket, tennis, NFS, CS, poker, cafe world, farm ville. All these games are being played by us ..still when one looks at the clock, time seems to have moved very little.

My movie collection is exhausted, I did some revision of the movies seen before. Reading offers some limited reprive. Its terrorising, whien I think, "how many days more, like this ?" the answer is the mother of all terrorist activities ..the answer is "infinity".

3rd Feb 10, Acti-vity

Days are going longer and longer. Few days back, the day would be over in a jiffy, it seemed there was no time for work, procrastination need not need any excuses. Now things are changing, I have been kind of busy since the morning, still I find loads of time left, the day is not yet over. Its not as if the mornings are starting early, the day begins at the usual time 11am onwards. I took a trip of palam - Vihar in the morning, in the afternoon went to Saket for an job interview, which turned out to be an job interrogation. They were asking for a work - ex of 5-6 years. I did not understand why did they call us after seeing the CV.

I came back, found a heap of luggage in the hall of my flat, and got a reminder. My flat will have new members, all the residue of IBS is settling at some place or the other. Flats are becoming like refugee camps, with everyone hoping to get out of it ASAP. My flat will be home for 8+-1 people for the next few days.

Amidst all this activity of interviews, shifting, eating out, freaking in ...we had time for a movie as well. Ishqiya..a movie which we were all excited for due to the raunchy promos and cheeky dialogs...it turned out that the best part of the movie was all ready seen in the numerous promos and you tube videos, the movie turned out to be stale.

2nd Feb 10, Self destruction

What do you do when the only choice you have with you is survival and death ? If you chose survival be sure survival comes at the cost of self - destruction, destruction is painful more painful when you know its going to destruct everything which you ever stood for, everything you believed in. Survival means surrender, survival means escape, escape from something which you believed in, survival can make you feel sorry for your self, survival cam make you realize how important death is.

I chose survival, may be I am not good enough to endure, I am not strong enough.

1st Feb 10, Butter Coups

Its been a hectic day, I spend four hours in the service centre getting my bike the much needed service. Then from gurgaon I had to rush to IIT, from IIT back to sushantlok, all within a span of 2 hours. Not a big deal, people getting in sales will have similar stories to tell everyday.

In, Sushantlok I met a peculiar breed of humans - The Property dealers. If any one wants to know what smooth talking is, all you need to meet a property dealer. I was amazed how smoothly he told me that the flat he showed to me was the best in the society so what every corner of it looked like the house from the Adams family. The cobwebs, the broken windows, the damped walls, the blackened floors...I felt i was on the set of a horror movie and the broker claimed he was directing a fairy tale. Amazing, I must appreciate his chutzpah.

I came back home with a stiffed neck, and then realized I had missed the scribble day. I guess the college is really over now.

31st Jan 10, usual friends unusual friendship

Nothing unusual happened with me, I mean no pangs of nostalgia, sadness or anything else like that. Yeah, for last two hour face book has been trying to make me feel guilty, the moment I log in I see all kinds of sentimental status messages. people are expressing their love and gratitude like never before. It made me think why some of us feel so deep and some, like me so shallow about the MBA thing ?

Their may be reasons, for me only the classes are over and I have to stick around for the placement so may be that's why I am not feeling that much. Or may be I know all my friends will be available on face book, so nothing will change ...or may be many people have realized something which I have not, they have realized that things will not be like usual.

Well whatever be the reason, its a free country and everyone has a right to express.

I was reading the satanic verses today, I almost got sucked into the story when I got a call from my friend about the scribble day. So I went to the college to see 6-7 people. The first things which came to my mind "what the hell, they could have done it tomorrow, there would be so much of crowd". I asked them and they said "some of our friends are leaving today".
That was the best expression of friendship I had seen in long times, very long time indeed.
Its one thing to have fun and its another to get into a situation where others make fun of you just because you do not want your friend to miss any thing. It needs guts and above all it needs real friends to do it.
Hats off to all the people who had gathered near college today.

30th Jan 10, Zero Days Ahead

I was running a countdown, for today. With the clock ticking 5PM, the countdown was over, clock stuck to zero. Zero - what is it ? The End or a The beginning? It depends on how we interpret things, I guess.

Exams today were fun. The CRM paper was not bad and the Brand paper was one hell of a time - pass. Make the international strategy of blah blah blah...what does international mean here ...NEPAL< BANGLADESH< PAKISTAN< or SRI LANKA ...they all are international.

But yes, finally exams are over, there were no sentimental scenes ... I was really disappointed by this ...ahh I guess these scenes will be visible on Monday ;-).

29th Jan 10, Comedy of exams

Well, the college is coming to an end tomorrow, and I sit here with not even a single penny in my pocket, no petrol in my bike and meager balance in my phone and above all no job, quite symbolic of the past two years ..huh.

Today my consumer behaviour paper was funny to say the least, I cant term it as tough or hard because I did not study, for it. when I got out of the examination hall, I met 5 gentlemen, all five have written five different answers to the same questions, and all the answers were equally hilarious. Mine answer was judged the most hilarious instill nikhil arrived on the spot. I hope the person checking our papers, gives marks on the basis of 'how hilarious the answer is' the guy checking the paper is in for a laughter ride for sure.

The another thing is the mysterious mail floating on yahoo. The IM paper yesterday, was fried and was rescheduled on Sunday. The new mail says people have an option, they can take the retest if they wish to. This has caused a buzz, no one knows how authentic the mail is but everyone is talking.

It was a comical day. Tomorrow, I have got two papers, and after that ...????????????

28th Jan 10, Relativity

Today was an off, a day meant for studies. I did study but not for the examination, I started reading 'The Satanic Verses', one of the most sought after books of my life. I was a kid when I had heard about this book, not the story or review. I had heard that the writer of this book has a price on his head, just because he wrote it.

Anyways, there are only few hours, 50 to be precise right now. Few hours left for MBA to be over. I have been running a count down. And I sensed the time running out very slowly, infact this month has been the slowest in the entire MBA journey. My friends do not agree with me, they say time is running too fast. Einstein said time is relative, and it does not pass with the same speed for everyone. I think I have experienced that relativity. If you want something to happen, it seems everything has become slow, if you wait for a train one hour seems to be a lifetime.

My friends do not want the college to end, so they find the time to fast to catch - up with, I want the college to be over ASAP and it seems that it's an impossibility for it to be over on the designated date.

Ironical, isn't it? No one gets what he wants and still at the end of the day all of us get out of the college together. Just like life, we want different things, the same thing can make a person happy and another person unhappy....but at the end of life both die huh what difference does it make ?

27th jan 10, Farra - ri

It was the second day of exams today, with two back to back papers I was little tensed. I was confident about the BS paper, confident that that my story telling skills (BC)will take me through. The real problem was the IMC paper, there are no slides to study it from and the red color book is so depressing I cant even imagine myself reading it.

The BS paper was little edgy, which made me think again. It was too risky to attempt the next paper without any preperation. With two hours to go for the paper I decided to give it a shot. Painfully I sifted through the pages, trying to grab whatever I could but of no use. Then with 30 minutes to go for the paper, I made farra. I made two of them covering few chapters.

In the examination hall, it seemed that the question paper was in french language. Thank god I had my farra with me, from there I got one answer which I shared with others also.

Farra is an weapon which needs skill. Previously also I had carried farra in exams but today was the first time I actualy could use it. It happened earlier that either my farra would not match the question paper or I wont get the chance.

Fancy this, last time I went to the loo with all the intentions of using my farra, out side the loo I find my dear friend gorango, He also needs help, I tell him gleefully "abe aaja farra dekhte hain" the moment I get inside the loo, I find a half bald man standing there with his pants down to the knees, the loo smelling of very strong perfume. The moon head takes his time to zip up, and with his zip my time is also up. I wonder if you know who the moonhead was.

26 jan 10, re PUB lic Day

I almost forgot to write today, may be the fog has entered in my brain. Its amusing how the fog comes ...just like that! I went to ansal plaza in the evening and there was no sign of fog, one hour later it was a totally different story. The mist had engulfed every single object here. I went ahead with my journey to sec-23 to get a few photo-copies, the shopkeeper made me realize that I had a crust of water over my head. I came back home to find I was covered in tiny water droplets ..head to toe. It was like riding the bike in invisible rain. But fog rocks, without fog we would not know what fog is.

It was republic day today, I have very vague idea why do we celebrate this day, what actually is a republic is still unclear to me. This day always meant watching on T.V the military might of India, when parades became boring and my friends getting better at duniya-dari, I came to know its one of the Dry days, no liqueur for sale on this day. This is again little hard for me to understand, why do we call it as a 'DRY' day ? If today is a dry day and tomorrow is not then it means tomorrow is a WET day ?

And what would we call a day on which sale of cigarette is banned? Suffocation Day ????

25th jan 10, Ethically Screwed

So, the day came, the day of exam. The day began little unusually, I woke up by the loud reprimands of my flat - mates. As usual our cook Deepak the Casanova, was the being scolded but for the first time he was under attack from all the members living here, why ? Well, it was his unique style of making an om let. He cracked all the eggs in a pan and was making om lets the way dosas are made!!!!

I reached college, full of confidence ..come what may I will fill the sheets at least. The question paper was amusing to say the least. Barring one question, I knew the answers of all them but the problem was, for every question the answer I knew was the same. So I wrote different versions of the same answers in all the questions. I took an extra sheet as well, I was happy that I took an extra sheet and I thought I had consumed lots of time as well.

I looked at my watch and the time it showed was 11:30, only half the time had passed. So I filled one more page, hoping that someone else will leave the hall before I do, its quite embarrassing to leave the hall so early, everyone comes to know right from the students to the watchmen on the gate that this guy screwed his paper.
I waited till 1145, with no sign of anyone giving up the paper, I finally did the honours.

It was a lone journey from the fourth floor to the college gate, the watchman told me I was the first one to come out but luckily for me the second and the third ones were already calling my name from behind.

24th jan 10, SUNday

A bright ans sunny day, a perfect day, a splendid day ...ahhhh whatever it was a good day today. Today we realized that its only a week to go and our common fund has more than enough in fact by our standard's we are filthy rich right now. So, we decided to live lavishly today. GAjar ka halwah was cooked in GHEE, a full packet of cashew nuts were sacrificed into it. Terrorised, that our neighbours might find out about halwa we consumed it in one go.

I must mention what Shippy has been doing, He is the only scholarship holder in my flat and the only one who would be found studying in the previous papers, but this time around..its a totally different story. He is busy making bhel-puri for the whole community here, he is plying poker through out the day ..he is doing all kind of things which ..well..which he should not be doing.

Any ways, face book got a little murkier today with all the pictorial wars going on. For now everyone has hoisted the white flag, but I don't know till what time it will remain hoisted.

Tomorrow starts the ultimate exams, most of us are not prepared for the question paper but I guess all of us are prepared for the aftermath ;-)

23 jan 10, black is green

I dont exactly have springs in my foot but now i am no more glued to my bed. Thank God I finally recovered from the fever I had. Its been a busy day, the activities on facebook have been on a new high today. Exams has made people insane, they are facebooking like hell. On my part I along with my roomie went to the nearest farms to get 'fresh' vegetables.

We took a visit of the farm, and interestingly found the color of the soil was pitch black where ever it was irrigated. And we realised our fresh vegetables were being fed by the nearest sewer in which all the garbage of umkal hospital is dumped.
Since we had already paid for the vegetables, we happily ignored this health hazard.
We bought lots of veggies, different kinds of veggies. In the euphoriya we forgot that our belovd cook is too talented to cook all the stuff we bought.

We bought 2 kg of carrots so that we can have gajar ka halwah. With our cook, being a cook for past 10 years we assumed he must be knowing how to cook it. I told him cook the halwa, he says ok, and then for the first time in the history of our flat .. he says with folded hands " bahiya mere ko ye nahi aata "

22nd jan 10, Bond with the Bed

I took some medicine yesterday night which made me sleep more then usual. I woke up with a lingering dream. It was weird and nonsense but it was funny. Whole day I did not get out of my bed, with the fever playing the sensex i though it was better to be in bed. I tried my hand on studying but of no use.

In the evening I wrote a blog on our beloved cook, Deepak. After the blog was posted I got to know that its not only us who have privilege of such good cook but their are many like us, thank god college is coming to an end.

Now, this is the interesting part, I had fever and I used my fever as an alibi for not studying ..fair enough. But in the evening I had enough motivation to walk down the road sit into the car and go for a dinner party to Karims. My priorities in life could not have been much clearer.

on my way back, owing to some reasons I picked up my bike from my friends place. The ride till my home usually takes 5 minutes, but the fog made it last 15-20 mins.
Riding or driving in the fog can be very dangerous but its fun.

Fog makes me think, people come out of no where, people disappear ..fog is the incarnation of life. In our lives we never know whats coming at us and what's going away ....same thing happens in the fog ..but one must keep driving to reach the destination.

21 jan 10, Faranheight - IBS G

Fever! Yes, I am down with high fever with my body temperature making a century but there is another fever which is gripping IBS - G, its the exam fever. With the mid term results out, everyone must have realised that the ULTIMATE exams are 3 days away. The results are funny, some one said ..with Apoorv claiming that he is the second topper for FRM paper with 16 marks ...I don't have any doubt results are funny.

Today I picked up a book called brand management, my roomy told me the full book is supposed to be read. I looked at him in utter disbelief. I kept the book back with the respect it deserves. I think the best way to prepare for exams now is to mug up the whole syllabus and hope to be lucky.

My midterm results made me feel that there is some quota of luck for me as well, the midterm papers were real pain, the max I could write was for one hour. I would get out of exam hall to find 2-3 regular faces, everyday we would meet and ceremoniously throw the question paper in the bin and wonder "what the hell is wrong with us, why does our paper finish so early ? "

Now, with a surging headache my thoughts are going hay ware ...but I got to study for final exams ;-)

20th jan 10, Me-trojan

It was a off beat day for me, I woke up early at 11 am(slept at 7 am mind you). I was motivated enough to leave the warmth and comfort of my quilt. I went to the college, looking for my faculty mentor but could not find him yet again.

The real adventure came in form of the metro train. Though I have traveled quite a few times in the Delhi metro but today it was different. Some how I got this notion that I was sitting in the belly of a tamed monster, a monster who opens his mouth by the command of humans and let them in. Metro is overcrowded, and if you are in for a long trip you better start it from the first station in order to get a seat.

If the story of the Trojan horse full of soldiers is true, then I must say they were really brave, for they remained stuffed in a wood horse for entire day and I found it unbearable to sit inside the air conditioned beast for an hour or so.

Any ways, in the metro one can see many different types of people, people standing in spite of vacant seats, people trying to grab a seat in spite of no vacancy, people listening to loud music in spite of the warnings, people staring at females, females trying to ignore the stare, middle aged people trying to prove they are old enough, old age people looking helplessly at you, loud voice of someone talking on phone far away, inaudible whispers of the person talking on phone just next to you, you thinking about someone and no one thinking about you...its all happening there...Metro is not only a friendly beast its also a time machine, in the metro life is very short, finding a seat may be the biggest achievement..and its worthy of a war.

well, hmmm anyways the good news for me is that, I am back to my quilt, feeling a little feverish with no intentions of getting out of it before dawn.

19th jan 10, zzzzzzz Oh IC iCi

Today I realised how important is the threat of being Debarred from Placements is. If this threat was not there I dont think I would have attended any process in the morning.

I was supposed to go for the ICICI walkins with three of my friends today at 8am. We had booked a cab for that purpose. As usual I slept late ..nah not late ..I slept early morning at 5. I hoped that my new alarm tone coupled with my requests to my friends to wake me up and my unemployed status would be enough to wake me up.

I was far - far away from knowing myself, I did not wake up though everyone tried his best and I declared That ICICI is 'bekaar' and I won't be going. Sleeping it seems has become a the most important thing in my life.

In a way, my not going was actually good (I hope so) because ICICI people collected the cv's and said the standard HR line - "we will get back to you". So much for collecting the cv's huh. Its my sinciere request to my friends placed in that bank ...Please tell them something like an email address exists in case they did't knew.

I saw another super cool movie today - city of god, a brazilian movie based on real story of the criminilization of the ghettos.

18th jan 10, (dis)PLACEMENT

It was yet again a ZERO DAY in the college. My day started on an ominous note, the reporting time at the audi was at 1030 and I woke up at 1035. The craziest thing was to see my friends all dressed up and lingering around, every one was confident that the company will be late as always. We took our time and reached college only to find that the company was on time ant the door of heaven..oh..sorry the doors of Audi were shut on our sleepy faces.

So, we Bonds of all kinds waited for the process to begin. We went for our respective GD's many got selected I got ejected. I was a little disappointed but it did not made any difference, I am getting used to this..In fact I was little relived that I got out in GD only, I did not want to face another interview to be thrown out.

Any ways, we got out all bunch of so called disappointed people got out .and suddenly I had one of the brightest flash of intuition..in my flash I saw something which would make us happy ..something which would make us vent our frustration..in short in my Vision I saw RAMACHANDRAN. It's his b'day today.....need I say more ? He was brutally assaulted near sutta point with people of all the shapes and sizes venting their anger...I must say Rama took it in good spirits.

I came back home, started with another movie ..in between was being updated by my friends who had made it to the finals.

Finally the big news came .. Apoorv Ailawadi got through...I felt happy but also experienced the 3-Idiots thing.."agar dost first aa jaaie to aur bhi dookh hota hai"...Human psychology I guess no one can help it ..But I really wish my pal a good future ahead...he is a banker now.

Now I am headed for the party tatata

17th jan 10, Quilting

The day goes to my quilt. I just could not get out of its comfort. In the quilt I read one of the most amazing books - the animal farm, The book inspired me to download the movie ...which was equally good. In the quilt I saw two more movies, Dr strange love and the Dark Knight..both of them phenomenal. In the very quilt I introspected, planned and tested ideas...over all the quilt has given me a lot today apart from its warmth, it entertained me with the help of my laptop. If I can implement whatever ideas I had today the credit will go to my quilt.

And of course how can I forget, at midnight there are two birthdays to be celebrated rama and sharad ...I am looking forward to them with heavy boots straped in my foot.

16th jan 10, Grief n unforgiveness

Something happened today, something which pushed me in a well of grief and self criticism . Sometimes we just can't imagine something bad can happen but it happens, and if we come to know about it much later it becomes a permanent pain upon our existence. Questions like - WHAT IF I WAS THERE, I COULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING ... ANYTHING, remain unanswered. Unanswered questions give rise to more questions and in the end I find that these questions arise because I did not do which I should have done, I just kept ignoring. I would do anything to turn back time but its not possible and so is forgiveness for me.

15th Jan 10, Eclipsed

Looks like reading is making a come back in my life, I slept at 7 am in the morning thanks to Khaled Hosseini, the book - A 1000 splendid suns ... was a nightmare...not because it was bad ..but because it was too good. Every page of it depicts the reality of life for millions of women living in Afghanistan and the middle - east.

I finally came to know my results for Virgin mobile, ahhhhh one more rejection, one more feather in my cap. I some how realized that in an interview English is not understood, English is not the language people speak...for an interview we need to be well versed with a language called as INTERVIEW LANGUAGE, in which the interviewer dont speak what they mean and they dont mean what they speak. Its not a tough language to learn ...but its difficult to accept its existence and utility.

I submitted my BS-2 assignment and MRP interim report. The only labor I did in the creation of these two documents was to change the names and the enrollment number to mine..thanks to word processing.

I went to columbiya asia to feed myself along with my 'BEST BUDDY', there I saw this news that today was the last solar eclipse of this millennium and, in Haridwar this eclipse had caused the doors of the temples to be shut, Kumbh mela had come to an stand still.... I wonder whether we are in gurgaon or haridwar ..

14th jan 10, Slow n sinking

Unlike yesterday the day began at its normal time ..around 12. With lohri celebrations previous night and too much of reading ...I slept late by around 6 am in the morning ..so waking up at 12 is a kind of achievement.
Amazing....when I have nothing to do, I start finding challenges in trivial things like sleeping and waking up ...velapanti at its max.

well I realized it was makar sakranti, back home it would have been a day of celebration with delicacies made of new crop...nothing of that sort here. Our esteemed cook named Deepak takes good care of us, and he decided it was better not to cook anything for us today so that we can finish the leftovers from yesterday night.

The day was slow as a snail..I made a point to make use of this time and started reading ..again..I attacked this book - A thousand splendid suns, along with newspapers. Must say the reading paid off. The book is as good a book can be and the newspapers told me about the happenings of google and china.

My Virgin mobile process results are still in state of limbo, with no news from college or the company ..there is nothing much anyone can do but think...Think about the reasons and purpose one wants to get a job, Why do we need a job ? Is it money, satisfaction or something else. pondering over this took a lot of my time and its still not clear Why do I need a job ?

I heard some one got through Pipal research, thats good to hear ..and few more companies have come with good profile and package..things are getting better day by day the only problem is the number of days remain the same.

This slow day is not yet over ...

13 jan 10, Streched Day

First of all, this is my new blog...I decided to start this as a daily blog..a place where I can record the daily happenings ...thats why its named as Daily Dose ...So here I go ..may the lords be with you if you read it.

Today, I woke up very early ...yeah an achivement for me 9 am..sharp. The reason being My Plavement process at Virgin Mobile. For the first time in life ..I was being superstitious about something, I wore the same attire which I had donned yesterday along with the LUCKY tie.

I went to vasant kunj in the morning chill, and all the way I was thinking not about the process but about the superstition. What makes us superstitious ? When does something become soooooooo important that we start believing in outer forces and not in ourselves ? Is this desperation or is this a way to feel positive ???? whatever it is I dont think being superstitious is bad if it makes you feel good and confident ...but what if this superstitioun does not pay off ...where do we land then.....I guess in that case we get a scape goat ....the superstitioun .

Any ways ..the Virgin process was very smooth, short interviews finding out our ability to sustain the sales.

I came back ...with butterflys in my tummy and i guess everyone who appeared in the process has butterflys because the result is not out yet.

Then came the shock of the day, the shortlist of Pipal research.... the shock was not because my name was not there ....the shock was because some names which should have been there were missing and some names which should have been missing were present...I think this is how life goes ..full of shcoks and surprises...

Any ways ...Happy Lohri People