Christmas Carols..!

Last Christmas, I gave you my heart, but the very next day, .......

This Christmas wasn't any different either in this regard. Though it was quite interesting. The amazing party brought out the flavors which wouldn't have been possible otherwise. The hosts were superb; and so were the arrangements. As expected, I was glad to be present at such an occasion, having fun with friends.

Got to meet loads of people. Moreover, when I come to think of it, I was the only one "unemployed" in the party, which comprised of more than 25 guests. Made me feel a bit strange & awkward, but I had to console myself with the fact that only a couple of months are left for me to enter the much-acclaimed corporate world as well.

The new year is nearby, and there are loads and loads of plans being made everywhere; be it Kodaikanal, Munnar, B'lore, or infact, even Calicut (If some people decide to come over here). I really wonder whats up, and why I am unable to decide what exactly should I do.

Even the mails are becoming irregular now, and as the time passes by, it gives a degree of discomfort. Only consolation comes in the way of classes (which I rarely attend fully), movie breaks, and the waiting period, of the unknown.

Harold & Kumar......

Thats the name of the movie I saw in the early hours of the day - "Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle". Sounds a bit absurd, huh! Well, the movie is not. Made on the lines of "Dude, Where's my car" and "Starsky & Hutch", this is another comic flick which gets you to rock-n-roll, meanwhile getting you to have a hell of a time.

The movie's about two guys, in America (both un-American by birth), getting along with their lives. All the twists & turns in their lives are OK, but what matters most to them is to have a nice burger, which they are so much looking forward to. Just come to think of it, somebody going to such extent is quite unheard of. Reminds me of the times we used to go off to all those places(of the likes of Murthal) to have something to eat. Crazy thing to do if you think, but then, everything is fair and done, if one looks for the satisfaction one gets out of the whole endeavor.

A couple of dialogues surely caught my attention. One of them says, "There's no sense getting all wild up, everytime a bunch of idiots give you a hard time. In the end, the universe tends to unfold as it should." Hearing this at 5 in the morning made me realise that whatever happens doesnt matter at all in the end. It will be, as it should be, and as it has to be, in the end. There's no use thinking about it all the time, making our own lives hell, and of those who get affected by ours. Its all part n parcel of life, and should be taken as it comes.

"

If you love something or someone, you have to GO for it." This is another one. Though this seems quite ordinary, and well known, but this befits the context of the movie so well, that you have to watch the movie for yourself, to admire its relevance.

Worth watch, atleast once!

V.I.B.G.Y.O.R

"An empty head, a devil's home". This is a very bad translation what we have been hearing since our childhood, which says 'Khaali Dimaag, shaitaan ka ghar'. I can make out now why this saying has been on the rolls for so long a time.

Lately, I have been on the quest of observing anything & everything under the sun, which comes my way. I was just about to start the movie "Die-Hard 2", but suddenly I saw my desktop background getting transformed in a flash; from a beautiful wallpaper of a pretty girl [i won't disclose further details here, about the girl ;)], to a huge and lonely field, across which fared a big-big Rainbow, showing all the seven colors with a huge grin. (Don't think that this is something odd...Actually, I have installed a software on my system, which changes the wallpaper every 15 minutes..its just that, I got startled by this thing when it happened in a flash, in front of my eyes)

As I have developed this habit of thinking of the oddest things coming my way, this was just another thing. And I thought of writing about this here, and postponed my movie till the time this post gets over. Die-hard isn't dying "that" hard, as of now.

Now then, the rainbow, huh! And the seven colors, V.I.B.G.Y.O.R !

Each color holds a different meaning, a different pre-disposition, a different mindset, altogether, for each and every one of us. And it sure won't be the same for any two persons, because we all try and look this world from our own eyes - and it is a fact that the same thing we are watching, is also being observed by thousands and thousands of other pairs of eyes as well. In taking a look, we simply overlook the fact that though we have our perceptions, the synchro of our thoughts may not match with those near us, often leading to difference of opinions. Hey hey, this is going away from what I meant to talk about. So leave this philosophical stuff down under, and follow what's coming ahead.

Yeah, so I was talking about V.I.B.G.Y.O.R , and my perceptions about these.

I have my own feelings for all my friends, and for those, who eventually are not my friends as well. I'll try and associate some human souls with these colors, and I hope nobody gets too sticky about why this particular color for this particular person.

I'll associate Aasheesh with Indigo. Though ideally, I would like to associate him with Pink color, but alas, Pink is not a color in the Rainbow, and hence, out of contention. I have a couple of reasons why "I" of VIBGYOR goes to Aasheesh. First of all, "I" consider Aasheesh one of the best guys known to this humanity (I know this is flattery, but you can't deny me on this, right! If you do as of now, dare not do it ahead). This "I" (Myself here), reminds me of Aasheesh at first, because he has always been behind me, in all the facets which I have come across.

Secondly, like VIBGYOR needs some vowels to make sense to the pronunciation of the word "VIBGYOR", Aasheesh acts the common source of bonding between quite a few of us. You need to know where a guy is; ask Aasheesh, and you'll get to know his whereabouts [applies to girls too ;)].

There's one more "Indigo" quality I associate with Aasheesh. Britishers considered Indigo to be quite a useful thing, and wanted to export most of it. Likewise, Aasheesh is such a person(an export quality), that his worth can't be evaluated so easily, in words.

Talking about Green, what reminds me on hearing "Green" is "TeamGreen" & "GreenStream". These are not people, but surely identities. TeamGreen is the Environmental initiative we started last year, when our batch joined here at IIMK. GreenStream is the Environmental Society, and the Website, which was started by our enthu juniors, in DCE. That was an amazing effort, I should say, to work for GreenStream. Though I didn't get to work much for GreenStream (thanks to all the pains juniors took themselves), GreenTeam asked for some time, and I was too happy to give my time towards its activities.

I consider "Yellow" as very peaceful color. Akshay is the one who flashes across my mind, when thinking of this one. He's so calm, and inspiring, that its beyond words to explain. You've gotta meet him, and you would start feeling better, anyhow. Whenever I face any anxiety, I drop him a mail, and get a reply asap, to pacify my eagerness. He's got such a nice and sweet personality, that even yellow color would feel shy, taking a look at this guy.

Come "Orange", and its fun & frolic time. I'll devote this to not one person, but two. Welcome, Swap n Bihari. Although I should have taken just one name, but these two form the crux of the amusement I see as valid. Not that others are not funny, or that others don't like to have frolic in their times, but "Real" masti comes up when it is not an anybody's expense, except the self.

Bihari has been a fitting guy for this, because of obvious reasons. I had already dedicated a post to him yesterday, so i don't need to elaborate much on him here. His assets include making everyone laugh, come what may, even if it comes at his own expense. Whatever he may say, he's a gem at heart. (Kisses!)

Swap is the one who creates the cheerful atmosphere when people are around. He's always been there for me all thru these 2 years of MBA, and even before that, to cheer me up whenever I feel down, or feel a bit low, thinking about DCE. Time's not a problem with him, and at times, he sits upto 5-6 in the morning as well, talking to me and getting me to calm down.

Moreover, "Orange" is supposed to be a juicy fruit, and these two here, fill up the juice (and the spice) in our lives. Orange befits them, for sure!

Now is the color "Red". The color of blood. The color of envy. The color of distrust. I wouldn't name anyone in this section, because its not in public good to call people names, and to accuse of some things which they may not consider acceptable. Anyways, there's this person I know, who, as far as I know, feels pretty insecure. This person has developed a virtue of making mistakes, but covering them up very well in the very next instant. Moreover, sometimes I feel it has been my mistake all the way through, to let this person make a fool of me. But then, it is my tendancy (read, human tendancy) to get back, if I feel that the peron is holding back, because of human dignity. However, whatever much I do, it doesn't matter at all. On a different note, "Red" is the color of the T-shirt I am wearing right now. :))

So now, I is over, G is over, Y is over, O is over, and R is over. This takes care of all the colors of VIBGYOR. Ask me how? Well, remember, Aasheesh was meant to be "I" here. He singlehandedly overshadows the deeds done by all of us, and beats us by miles. "V" & "B" of VIBGYOR are meant to be overshadowed by Aasheesh here as well, and thus, no one gets a slot for V or B. That's my way of saying "Hats off" to him.

I'll ask you not to consider all this as flattery. All this is well proven truth, as you yourself know. Its just that, I am jotting it down here, for the world to know. No hard(or soft, for that matter) feelings for anyone, huh!

I'll get back to my movie now. As I see it, the wallpaper of the Rainbow on my system's desktop has changed to another beautiful lady now. ;)

One can enjoy a rainbow without necessarily forgetting the forces that made it.
------ Mark Twain, in "Queen Victoria's Jubilee"

Hosteller Vs DayScholar

The other day, I was watching "Jo Jeeta Wohi Sikander". You'll opine the same as I do. No two opinions on this; a gem of a movie it is.

There were a couple of things which caught my attention while watching. (I wonder why I get to think of something or the other, whenever I am watching a movie, now-a-days). One of the things which caught my attention was the intimacy I share with Micky (He's my younger bro, and before I get too much involved into this nostalgic stuff, let me get ahead with it). The other one was the camaraderie shared by the friends in the movie.

The rivalry/comradeship, whichever you wanna see in it, reminded me of the Hosteller - Day Scholar attitude, around which so much of hype was created at all times. I myself have been staying in hostel since 6th standard, so I know what it means to be a true hosteller.

I'll jot down some of the traits, which have come out of the WOM (Word of Mouth), applicable to both, hostellers and day-scholars (called dayschi's hereafter, to build a Halo around the term). You might have heard of "22 Immutable laws of Branding" (Atleast my MBA friends ought to know of this). If not, take my word for it; it is supposedly the Bible for the Brand Management in Marketing. I'll present the 22 laws apiece for both, Hostellers and Dayschi's.

A Hosteller:

1. Is supposed to stay in hostel for atleast for 6 days a week, even if it is a 5 day working week.
2. Should never get up before the Lunch is about to be served. (Make it around 12 at noon)
3. Shouldn't leave any opportunity to hunt down the lunch-boxes of any of the dayschi's.
4. Should be able to be awake all thru the night, even if there's no need to do so.
5. Ought to have a Nickname
6. Should be amongst the last ones to enter the classroom
7. Has to develop a capability of sitting in the canteen day-in and day-out, without bothering over the petty issues over who'll pay, at the end of the day
8. Would have attended more marriages in the hostel, than the number even attended altogether in whole life
9. Wouldn't be the one to let go of any dayschi's, as and when the opportunity comes
10. The notes are never meant to be in order for a hosteller
11. Would be running around the house of the prof, the night before the exam, to get any clue of what's going to be the pattern of the exam
12. Will surely not have all the course with him the day before the exam, and would be seeking help either from a dayschi, or a girl hosteller (Ahem! Ahem!) [from a boy in case of a girl hosteller]
13. Should be accustomed to play all sorts of games & sports, even if he knows nothing about it
14. Should have a heavily inclined bias towards fellow group-members, as compared to other hostellers, and especially dayschi's
15. Ought to have a clear, but deniable bias towards the other sex
16. Must have atleast one case of kaatofying of his/her fellow mates
17. Should be able to prove his innocence as and when caught into the acts of unfairness
18. Has to have such a rapport that all the dayschi's should cater to his/her proposal, whenever there's a decision to be taken for the whole class
19. Should identify a room, strictly other than his own, to consider his own for all the acts of life
20. Should be able to tell the stories of his hostel life long after he's out of it
21. Dare not regret that he was a hosteller some time
22. Shouldn't care that its already 22nd law, and its still going on
23. Would consider his hostel time as the best time of his life
24. Wouldn't fail to give a comment on this post/blog
25. Would be eagerly waiting now what a dayschi's laws would include.

Now that its enough for the hostellers, and its clear that the laws for hostellers are never gonna end, we should get over to the traits of a dayschi.

It is a well-known fact that for hostellers consider 1+1=11, when it comes to standing up against the dayschi's. I'll take the liberty of calling 1+1=11 here as well, and so, the immutable laws for dayschi's would be-

A dayscholar:

1. Loves to attend classes, and moreso, loves to go back home

11. Would fear going in for a marriage party, and wouldn't bother for anything happening after 8 in the evening.

11+1. Doesn't care for the college after passing out of it

11+11. Would hate anyone calling him a "dayschi"

Now that all the 22 points are over for dayschi's, let me not waste much of my time on this, and get back to work. Research is still on, over the real facets of a hosteller, or a dayschi, but the results are not expected very soon. It would be very difficult to acquire all the traits of a true "hosteller", but becoming a dayschi isn't that big a deal (This much is quite evident from the study given above). Now its enough, its already 3 in the morning, and I still gotta see another movie. So, get back to your work. Enough for the day.

"Anyone who refuses to speak out off campus does not deserve to be listened to on campus."

E-ternal E-Sunshine of the E-Spotless E-Mind

E-ternal E-Sunshine of the E-Spotless E-Mind. Or should i use the name the world knows this movie with "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind"

Sure was a weird movie. On the lines of Vanilla Sky.

Oh Oh! Let me first clarify why there are so many E's in the title of the movie. Actually, this movie, I dunno why, reminded of my good ol' Bihari (My friends from DCE know him like the back of their hands!). He's so predictable, that I can even tell you what he would be doing at this point of time, sitting in Delhi.

He undoubtedly was the most reliable source of entertainment for each and every one of our group. A "Mirror-cracking material", he was the first one from our group to be knighted to the honours of having a "Girlfriend". She-Maa was the first blood, and unfortunately, the last one for him too.

Raising to the standards of the top-officials was his pet habit. The Vice-Chairman of the SEM, I really wonder how he would look like, 20 years down the line, Vice-President of some established Construction Company. Or rather I should put it this way, either he would be the President of the company, or the Vice-President would be the highest post in the company.

I admire this guy for being the boldest of all I have seen, from our group. My group members would agree on this. If you don't agree, its not my problem. Meet me sometime in Delhi; I'll get you to meet him, and if you are a FMCG manager, I can bet you that he'll be able to sell you a sack of cement, not to talk of the future commitments he'll draw out of you. An engineer in disguise, but a "Real" Marketer.

His room used to be the central point in Delhi for the first year after our engineering. Now his flat is. And I can assure you, his would be the home where I would be going to freak out, even when I'll be the one with kids (Picture this later! I'll come to this some other time). His would always be the place where I would find most comfort with friends.

Adding more to his already glorified grace, he got an offer from the likes of "Dubai" as well, but like he had chucked off his plans of going to US after a successful GRE, he had abandoned such plans even before he had applied. Seems like he amuses himself with such achievements (And more so by showing people like "Gullu Billu Babbu Pappu"). I know i don't remember the right names here, but it conveys the meaning it is supposed to.

I would like to continue till eternity talking about Bihari, but I am too anxious to show this post to Swap, to continue writing this. Maybe I'll write about Bihari again sometime, but I'll bring this to an end now.

And yes, with all due respect, "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" is a nice movie. And it has nothing to do with Bihari at all.

Till next, the Best!

~Cheers~

Un-under-stand-able

With nothing else to do, this seems to be the only valuable, infact, invaluable proposition.

This Blog is dedicated to all the countless nights I've spent encouraging others for their deeds, asking them to come up to their own expectations, uselessly trying to make them ponder over the issues they never could think about, and moreover, making them feel good for themselves.

Now that I myself am facing an identity crisis, it would be fruitless to say that i still have the capability of pursuing the same. This is made 'all the more' interesting by the fact that the term is coming to an end, and in days to some, i would be left out of such issues for ever, as there are better things to do coming up everyone's way.

What is there to be said? Next 2 days free for me, then classes for 3 days, to be followed by another ruthless, boring, lonely 7 days; following it would be a lone 4 hour class, which would be accompanied by another 5 days of blackness.

I wonder why it happens; i am not saying this happens with me and me alone, but you see, i can't say on behalf of others. So to say, the number of friends in the yahoo messenger, msn messenger, orkut list, hi5 list..etc etc... exceed anyone i know, and, for that matter, I really try n stay in touch with a good enough number of them.

But give me a break yaar! I have my own self-committment as well.

On a different note, am i still just a kid, who needs to be told of each and everything that goes on. One who needs to be taken care of all the way through, as if i m not able to judge people in a proper way. Agreed, that I have made mistakes in the past, which really has affected the relationships with many people, but that's what some people might call as mistake. On my part, later on, it was a well-informed conscious choice to make. Aware of all the implications, which could have affected me, I took my chances, and here i am, standing alone, am i not.

I wouldnt say that all the ways I undertook have been futile. Atleast some of them were appreciated from almost all the corners of the world.

What should i call it: Good People Skills, enabling me to a better HR manager, or should i call it a stupid attempt to aggregate some souls to take care of their solitude.

The time's running out. Hurry! Hurry!

Quick Glance at last few days, and the days to come !

With the narrowing down of the list of movies I haven't seen, its getting too difficult to think what to do at times, especially when the classes are getting on to the possible minimum. No classes today, 3 hours tomorrow, 3 hours the day after, none after that for 3 days, then 2 days of classes, followed by none for a week. What follows it is a four hour class, again to be followed by a 5 day break. I wonder if this really is the MBA life, with nothing to do except thinking ways of killing time.

Agreed that we can do lot many other things as well, like writing papers, reading books, preparing Business Plans (Ahem!) , and yes, blog and spurt out all you could....Interestingly, the former couple of things don't happen all the time. And the latter one is what I am left to do, anyhow. Phew!, what a couple of days these were. Wrote as many papers, b-plans, etc etc in the last week, as I havent even written in my whole life. And now that the deadline is over, I am left out to do nothing at all again.

Its cool to know that people have started getting jobs. GE's worth it. Another one's going over to Morocco. (No, these people are not from IIMK, but from my gud ol' DCE). Seems like everyone's climbing up the ladder, with me still there, waiting for my turn. I am still skeptical about infy, and don't know at all what to do. Heaven's grace may guide me on what to do.

In the meantime, the relations with people are also getting affected with this uncertainty. Whatever much I try, it doesn't seem to be casual at all. I've started getting this feeling that as their session is nearing completion, I am not needed anymore. Out of sight, out of mind is a causal effect. Not that it matters much when I am in-sight though.

Just a couple-of-days, and I hope that either it would be as it should be, or it would be as it would be. Ultimately, the difference of opinions and a matter of preferential choice will set in. Have tried to keep back all the blurting out, but the dam's filling in.

Next couple of days to be critical.

Best!

Wedding

Back from Delhi, and yet again, Exams are here. Today's exam was cool. Not much time though, but did it JIT. An Open book exam mostly gets me a confi which brings out the best in me. ;)

The Wedding was fun. Had full masti out there. Got to see, for the first time, what really a wedding means, and what all rituals are to be followed. Twas quite amusing and interesting. Taking the bulk of responsibilities, and then working them out in the minimum available time was the key thing which made me run thru.

Hope Shuchidi takes on a fine way from here on. The prospects seem bright enough. Amen!

And yes, met Surbhi, Sachin, Prabhjot for the first time. The long awaited delay, atlast, came to a halt. Had heard so much about them that I couldn't resist anymore, to get to meet such personalities.

In one word, I would call it "Serendipity". Boy o Boy. Thats my favorite word, and what a moment it chose, to describe its importance. Not that this decreases any admiration I have for the so called movie, but "A fortunate Accident" is what I gathered from this trip. "A small world" it surely is.

Hats off!
~Cheers~

Another Trip

This was yet another trip to B'lore, which ended in haste. Had to come back yet again, against all the wishes. Seems like just yesterday, when I landed there, and here I am, back to my campus, attending classes, and making the gud ol' presentations.

Seems like the next time I'll go to B'lore, I'll hav to do without Aasheesh, as his joining date is just around the corner. Yeah, "Just 'round the corner". Reminds me of "You've got mail". What a lovely movie. Can't help watching it again n again.

Now the, enjoyed a ton at B. Met almost every1. Apart from a bit of arbit stuff, rest all was cool. Had fun with Aa's friends as well. Hope all goes well.

Cheers!

Happy

After a long long time, I feel satisfied. A couple of things came my way today, leading to some respite, from the daily hectic stuff going on.

First of all, ITC thingy. Finished that thing off, at last.

Secondly, DCE T-shirts came up fine. They seem good.

Next, SEPM went off well, with some good stuff to ponder over. I even talked to him for further absence.

OCD case was brilliant. Applied that creative stuff, and held it in the best spirits.

Suggestions, as I have been giving, were marvellous today.

Saw "You've got mail" yet again. Loved it one more time.

The time to come is really crictical. Lets see how it shapes up in next couple of days. Another 10 days, before I'll take a sigh of relief.

Hope this run continues.

I am not Drunk (Hic!)

I had eighteen bottles of whiskey in the cellar and my friends insisted I empty the contents of each bottle down the sink, or else...

After careful consideration, I reluctantly agreed and finally proceeded with the unpleasant task. I withdrew the cork from the first bottle and poured the contents down the sink with the exception of one glass, which I drank.

Then, I withdrew the cork from the second bottle and did likewise with it,with the exception of one glass, which I drank.

I then withdrew the cork from the third bottle and poured the whiskey down the sink which I drank.

I pulled the cork from the fourth bottle down the sink and poured the bottle down the glass, which I drank.

I pulled the bottle from the cork of the next and drank one sink out of it, and threw the rest down the glass.

I pulled the sink out of the next glass and poured the cork down the bottle.

Then, I corked the sink with the glass, bottled the drink and drank the pour.

When I had everything emptied, I steadied the house with one hand, counted the glasses, corks, bottles, and sinks with the other, which were twenty-nine, and as the houses came by I counted them again, and finally I had all the houses in one bottle, which I drank.

I'm not under the affluence of incohol as some tinkle peep I am. I'm not half as thunk as you might drink. I fool so feelish I don't know who is me, and the drunker I stand here, the longer I get. I'm not drunk you shilly sit!

Better late..than never..!!

Boy oo Boy!
What a time it has been, since I last visited this place.
Seems like eternity.

And I truly missed it like hell. Was wondering all these days what could have been the password to this Blog. Silly me. Who else forgets not only the password, but the username as well. hehe.

Now then, what shall I jot down here. I dont even remember when I last posted. I dont think I hav posted anything in this term. So, I wud start with the holidays, preceding this term.

What a time it was. Getting home, having nice food, those feelings, that care, going shopping, doing teeny-weeny things, calling all friends again and again, collecting stuff from here and there, scheduling time as if one needs 48 hours in a day. And yes, that most famous get-together at home, which brought out the best amongst everyone. Atleast it gave a hearty laugh, proved a gathering. I wish for such gatherings in the times to come.

And yes, how can I forget the time I spent with Shuchidi. Taking her to shop around, which proved to be as boring as it could possibly be. But doesnt matter; relax chap, it was for her wedding.
:)

Then the journey back to College. Starting the preps for the all new IIMK-IIMB sports meet. And yes, above all, the all-famous accident. Now I recall why I couldnt post earlier. This thing could never cross my mind, as I was hardly able to type.

Then missing those practice sessions, which I wudn't have missed for anything. Going over to Bangalore, just to escape from the thought that I couldnt participate any longer, in the sports meet. It broke me to pieces, but thats the way it was meant to be. Went to Bangalore, and stayed with Aasheesh, Tarun, Vicky et al. Though had a nice time, but not even for a moment could I forget that my visit to B'lore was just a pity escape from the thoughts I would have had, while being at campus.

Coming back to K. Healing gets slower & slower, day by day. It was, as if, a race was going on, between the healing, and my patience. The worst time here at K for me.

Come IIMB team, and I get involved. If not very much in playing, then in organising the stuff. Could play Football only in that leg of sports meet. Couldnt play Cricket, neither could swim, for the good, and now old, reason. Shastry also comes. He's fun.

Now the reverse leg, to be held at IIMB. Again, unfit. Still, determined to play. Be it Baddy, Volley or Soccer. Carrom is a different matter altogether. Can't lose out on any of them.

Lost Soccer (obviously), won Baddy (team being invinsible), and went down, after giving an unexpected fight, in Volley. Then the night comes, and at this time, I have slept only 4 hours in last 3 days. Still, I insist on Carrom being played on that very night.

To start with, Doubles. The worst I could be in temperament. Had chances in all the 8 boards; even tried to apply my sick and fickle mind, but to no avail. At last, lost the doubles match, with "I" being the worst of the 4 players playing that match.

I had lost all my senses. Had become a zombie. Still, dunno what urged me to ask for playing Singles, I had to take my pride into my stride. It was a matter of my pride, my passion now.

And my competitor, the simplest of all guys in today's times, Prithu. I did not even want to play my natural "negative" game against him, looking at his innocence, and simplicity. We start the game.

First board, we start. Woop.! All 9 of my coins on the board, and his coins up. He leads by 12 points.

Thats a mishap for me. Enuf is enuf. It cant get worse than this. I have never lost a singles match in Carrom ever, in a tournament. Was it going to happen this time? I hope not.

Dont know what I got into. Next few boards, I pull it off. I win 28-12.

I could never have imagined it, if I would have lost the match. I still cant get it. How can I get into such a miserable position??

Anyhow, its over now. We come back to K. Take our exams. And start off with the normal life. And yes, planning for an inter-hostel sports meet. Atleast regain the confidence here.

Thought of trying to recover my blogger ID and password, and got it. So, here I am, as I type these words, again a zombie, at 4o'clock in the morning.

I wish you were here, whosoever you are! I dont know, and I dont care. All I know is, I know nothing.

Cheer up buddy. Way to go!

Another week

Well well, yet another week gone..
Did nothing in this one as well, as usual.
Didnt even write any paper for Vista or Confluence; and mind ya, I had good reasons for the same. huh, all crap. But wont stay like this for ever. Have made up my mind to take up some projects from now on. More lively, the better it would be. Also, would get into Germany's visitor list soon.

Getting bored by watching the same movies again n again n again. Sometimes I wonder which movies r left that I havent seen...Absolutely free ..nothing to do.

And yes, thinking of making something again for the gud ol' DCE ppl..lets see how it shapes up..
Its just that it'll take lots of time, and m sure wont b as creative as earlier..the earlier one was the best I could do, and no improvements possible over that.

Gotta think in terms of ITC, OCD, teamgreen, and Loreal soon.

Thats it. Gotta think what to do now.

Long long time..

It's been a long long time, since I last posted something..
Firstly exams came up, then the cherished holidays, and then, the least wanted thing.
Can't even think of what I'll do if I wont be fit for the sports meet.
Even have spent 5 days in Bangalore, just to forget everything, and divert my mind from the cause.
I can barely eat myself, with my hands; leave aside attending classes.
Since I havent taken much of the subjects, so that thankfully hasnt be much of a problem as of yet.
Hope to write in soon.
Its paining now.

Down :(

The day, well, what should I say, was simple one of the worst ones I hav had since I entered IIM..

Never ever has this much disgrace come my way..simply unexplainable..Was so much disgusted, even when I should not have been the one to be blamed..or maybe, it should hav been me..

No..nothing at all..

Not answering the only question asked, even when I spent 3 hours last night preparing this ppt, and then, the worst of all..

weak, huh, my foot..

I gotta make it right, somehow or the other..

tomorrow's a crucial day..and I m gonna prove it for sure, and that too, soon enuf..

m on a low..trying to get to the lowest it could possibly go, but even the dose wasnt enuf i guess..and dunno what I should do..

May this phase go over asap.

Amen!

Bangin' in Banglore

As is quite evident from the previous post I made a couple of hours ago, my quest to reach banglore was high enuf for me to reach there safely..but this was not all..much more was yet to come..

So, I reached banglore at noon, and called Tarun, but he already off to Electronic city, so I had to go to Ankur's place, where i left my luggage, and freshened up..had my first meal in 15 hrs, and left out for IIIT, where Tarun was meeting Deepika..quite unaware of the localities in banglore, I set off, without any knowledge how I would get to the place..Ankur asked to drop me at my destination, but a flat tyre ruined all such chances..I had to take lots of buses, shifting every now and then, to reach the destination in 2 hours time..

So, there I was, meeting Tarun & Deepika..had a gala time out there..time felt like flying, and i cudnt even know before the evening was over..now then, I was dying to meet Aasheesh...but he had gone to his relatives' place, which I didn't know where it was..I called up each n every one in banglore, who might hav known his whereabouts, but to no avail...I called up people at IIMB as well, but they were also having their exams..so, I went back with Tarun, to IISc..

Me and Tarun, like the gud ol' days, had a little chat..discussed everything under the sun...I went and met Deepa as well..twas strange feeling meeting her this time, unlike last time, when I had met her in IISc..I didnt know whether she would hav wanted to face me or not...a change in her attitude maybe..anyways, doesnt matter..this is itself is a different issue, and will take it some other day..

So, at night, me and tarun, roamed about in the nearby places as well, when suddenly Tarun's programme to go to Hyderabad came up..I wished he wud go, as it wud make him, and his sis in hyderabad better..his quest to go to hyderabad gave me a hint of my own self in relationships..

Come morning, and I went to MG Road, alongwith Deepa(who, as usual, was late)..and met Aasheesh there(at last!!)...Akshay and Varshney were also there..we spent a great time sitting out there at Barista, then at Queens, and again, in the evening at Barista..The time was flyin like anything, during my stay in banglore..i wonder why time can't pass by so soon when i m at IIMK..

Came back with Aasheesh to his place in the night.stayed there..met all the new acquaintances of Aasheesh..it reminded me of all the old days when everyone used to prepare for CAT..was a bit nostalgic as well..Aasheesh, as friendly as ever.!!

it has always been the case that me and aasheesh dont need to talk to each other to express ourselves..each of us know what the other one means to say, even without saying...

so, we slept..next morning, aasheesh went to office..and I headed back to IISc, to pick my bag up..reached there, by travelling for 2 hrs..took my baggage from Tarun's room..bid him adieu, and started back for electronic city..reached there by travelling for 2 hours again, and met Aasheesh and Deepika again..again, had fun..cant explain..these hours were the best ones.. with aasheesh n deepika around, I cudnt feel any better..

as the time wasn't enuf, I had to leave..said goodbye to Deepika (I still feel there was something to b said, dunno what..my intution)..and left with aasheesh..went to globus..did some shopping (just for the sake of keeping a banglore memento with me, all the time)..had dinner with aasheesh, and left off for the bus stand, for catching my bus back to IIMK.

I dont hav any words to say how much i cherish the time spent in banglore, be it with any sort of difficulties that came up...I look forward to go there as much as possible..lets see what happens..

cheers

Journey to Banglore

Now then, I am back from Banglore..Enjoyed as much as anyone cud hav..thx a ton to my fate, which caused hindrances at all points of time, to stop me from going to b'lore, and due to which, ultimately, the fun and satisfaction I gathered from this trip, is unexplainable..

So, where do I start..let me see..yeah i'll start from the point whn i decided to go to Banglore..ummm..well, that was a long time back though, when Aasheesh was about to reach banglore, it was when i decided that i'll go to b'lore asap..now then, my exams ended on 4th of August, after which I was free for some time.

now then, incidently, I talked to Deepika on 4th night, and decided it then and there, that i'll be going to banglore..Talked to Rana, about going on bikes to b'lore..he agreed..so did atul and harman..it pumped me up with joy..so much of excitement was on the cards..but alas, not for long..the topic of heavy rains came up, and everyone backed off from the plan of going on bikes..

devastated the program was, but not me..i had decided that i will go, and that was it..i went the other day to the city, to enquire about the buses..i had thought of it that if it comes to that, i'll set out on a bike alone as well..i know kuch an idiot i am..

anyways, that wasn't to be..i was just talking to ankur, when it came out that he also is planning to go to b'lore the other day..another ray of hope enlightened me..i asked him to come on bike, and he agreed..i did all the arrangements, packed everything, and when we were all set to leave on bike, firstly, it rained, and then, in the afternoon, the bike wasn't available..so, it came down to going by bus itself, which didnt matter, bcoz my ultimate aim was to go to banglore, and not by what means..

all the way thru, people were asking us not to go, but i had made up my kind, to do it, come what may..

the difficulties were not all at this point of time..we reached for taking the bus at 9 at night, but it wasn't available uptil 10:30..coming to the extremes, the bus broke down in the middle of the night in the midst of the forest..a journey which could hav taken not more than 6 hours, took 15 hours for us..

what a horrible journey it was, but i never felt bad about it, bcoz all the way thru, i was just thinking and pondering over the gud times I was going to spend in banglore.

And at last, against all odds, i was in banglore on the strike of noon, on 7th of August..

Hurry..!!

Dont hav much time to write anything..
leaving for B'lore in 20 minutes, and lot more stuff still needs to b done..
I just hope that i get everyone I am going to meet out there..
Hope all goes well..
Amen.
(The intricacies of last 3 days, in next post)

Exams over..

Now then, the mid-terms (hah) are over, I can get back to something fruitful now. those enviro and dce ppts that i made, i guess, did what they intended to.. atleast some of the members of the group responded, remembering the good times.

So, its fun time for now..
although lots of stuff needs to b done, like the ERC project, SCAM project (which I know nothing about), and yes, SM project, which i havent even started even yet.
lots of work, but then, deadlines are meant to b just met..
so, all the work would be done, only when it should.

Thinking of going to Banglore, on bike (yipee)..people said yes earlier, but are skeptical now, as the heavens are pouring down like anything now-a-days..
Even the clouds keep coming into the room, making everything moist n wet..
uhuhh...coming back to the visit to banglore, I really really wanna go to bang..
there are lot many people there..Aasheesh, Vishal, Akshay, Tarun, Deepika, Amit, etc etc..

The list goes on and on..and i hav to meet all of them..
lets see how the thing shapes up..Dunno for sure, but maybe if nobody agrees, I'll set out alone..

I know I should not, but..lets see, how it shapes up..
All the best for the journey then..

cheers

Damn..!!

A good friend will come bail you out of jail...

But a true will be sitting next to you, saying,

"Damn..!! We fucked up.."

Apna to ye kehna hai...

Saahil ke sakoon se kise inkaar hai magar,
Toofaan mein doobane ka maza hi kuch aur hai...

Silence

I feared,
I dreaded,
I still do.
Yes,

SILENCE is one Demon
which sting me too.
No decided time,
Without prior appointment.

It comes when so it wishes,
Without any resentment.
Suddenly,Slowly
or sometimes hastily

Creeps into my speeches,
my words,
my voice,
STOPS THEM!!

Sternly shows them all A RED LIGHT !!
My confessions/talks burning all bright!
A gap appears,
Untold mystery born

If those words wouldnt have been stopped,
I wud Definetly have had a battle won!
CURSE,
Is what I do,

For this Demon,
Becomes an ANGEL too!
Slowly,suddenly,
or sometimes magnificently,

It creeps into my eyes
Giving them a solvent meaning,
As amiable as none can defy.
A gap appears,

Untold mystery born.
It says those words,
Which never would be said, (by)
My tongue torn!

Its AN enemy,
A PAL too.

But cant figure with which I do.
I fear
I dread
I drool
Yes SILENCE

I confess
I do!!

Play

well well...
it has been quite some time now, since I last logged in...
hav been busy in all these goddamn classes, with loads of reports to b submitted..
anyways, that phase is almost over, and its kinda chill now..

for last so many days, my only rescue has been in the form of baddy matches i hav been playing; and those too, unto the time i fall down with exhaustion.
and yes, it reminds me all the time of all the gud times i hav spent at DCE, while playing baddy..
i still all those games, all those yellings, all those shouts, whne I was supposed to just kill the shuttle, without even having the capability to do it..
But surely now I can do it..staying away from all beloved ones has really taught me a lot.. Now i can play far better than i used to..
I assure you sardar, playing today with me, u wont hav to ask me to do something..u'll b sure to hav it considered done.. I no longer am a doubles player.. Now i know how to do it..
yes, i do know it; but what's the use..
All the more I play, further it reminds me of the gud times i hav spent at DCE..
cant write anymore..feeling a bit nostalgic..
will get back soon..

Oh my goshh..

The days are passing, but still, it doesn't feel like they are..
I have nothing to do, apart from attending lectures, watching movies, and yes, sleeping..

Getting up at noon daily is making me uncomfortable now (uff, what the hell!!). The routine is devastated. Getting up at 12 at noon, going to class, coming back at night (uff again, so many classes @#^#&%!) and then, nothing else, but movies. And yes, chat too.

I can't keep my hands off from my mean machine even for an hour. There's no fun in life; no motivation to work; everything seems to be going in the wrong way. Maybe thats why Murphy's law stands good.
If anything can go wrong, it will go wrong

It surely is going in the wrong direction for me. No learning, nothing at all..
And then, I say that i am an MBA..
To heck with it.
Give me life, give me peace, give me work, give me cheese..
Amen

True again, isn't it..

When there's no thril..no motivation to work towards your goal, or for that matter, to work towards any thing, one needs to press just a little bit more.

Just a li'l bit.

If everything's under control, you're not just going fast enough.

Yesterday I flew again..!!

Arms wide open
outstretched,
i flew again -

Away from the confines of
matter, space and time,
into the fourth dimension-
the immensity was contagious,
the landscape melted
onto the pallet of
turquoise horizon;
the amplified music echoed
with the beat of my heart

and i drank to the
time of my life.....
i sang, i danced, i laughed
i had a lil bit of everything.........


Hic !

PS: sabko maloom hai mein sarabi nahi
fir bhi koi pilaye to mein kya karoon

Ufff..these damn classes..@#^&*@#

With the onset of arrival of these damn visitng profs, the load has mounted like anything, and it doesnt seem like having any time for fun, or movies..

feel like dropping a coupla electives, but alas, all are important..

drained after straight 5 hrs of continuous class of a single subject, without even getting a single word of ERP..

God save me.

Those innocent eyes, that beautiful face, that xtraordinary mind...thats all what we look for, everywhere, be it workplace, college, or our nearabouts..feel like seeing self in this snap..sheer simplicity, and of course, innocence..can u beat that?!!!

Need I say more..!! Never trust a girl..thats it.

The prophecy has begun..

The new year at IIMK began on an exciting note, with the conclusion of yet another memorable trip. This time, neither it was Ooty, nor Bekal. Neither Bandipur, nor Kodaikanal. Neither Mahe, nor Munnar.
this time, it was Coorg, a gem of a place.
The place was absolutely fabulous. with constant rains pouring, we never found ourselves out of clouds. Its really like staying in heaven, even when u r alive.

With mahendra playing the Captain's knock, the arrangements were more than satisfying. With wise words here and there, the comments of the intellect were really upto their standards.

After getting back from the trip, as usual, hectic schedule began, with the assignments pending and the cases yet to be solved. Anyhow, deadlines were met, as they are meant to be, and no casualties occured.

M still thinking whether to lead a hectic life this year, by taking loads of subjects, or to lead an easy life. Brand management is a helluva nice subject to take, and with Sridhar coming over to take it, I dont think I can afford to miss it. But again, the load factor comes over. Lets see what shapes up.

And yes, on a personal note, i am a bit happy again, for the daily mails which i started again today.

Woods r lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Thats all of us

The Coorg way..the road less travelled

Thats me..

The dawn breaks..

Well, lot many friends of mine do this..
So will i, from now on. Not because this is something which I like them doing, but because this gives me another way of pouring my heart out..
Ummmmm.....where should I start.

The second year for my MBA starts in 7 hours time, and yet, i don't have any idea at all what i am supposedly doing here at IIMK. My fate took me to the military school, which surely did the best it could have been for me. Self-reliance, Independent, Reliable, Sensible, blah blah blah...That's what i have been hearing all the way.
But is it really true; and even if it is, is it worth it?

Then came DCE, the bestest phase of my life. No worries at all..Just pure fun for 4 complete years, even if it involved pity fights, dirty politics, amorphous attitudes.

While I sit here in my room, waiting for somebody to come online, so that I could spend some of my time chatting, i miss even those who I never dreamt of missing. All the rubbish acts done by people seem childish now. True that i still haven't forgot their relevance, but pity i surely feel for thyself.

Lets see what this new year, the upcoming new batch, and the new ways of life have in store for me. May the best guy win. And It has to be me. ;)