Past few years have been really disappointing. Things just didn’t go as planned. The hunger for doing big things almost ended. After facing series of negative results I felt as if that an invisible hand is thrusting me down. I wanted something and I got something else. I had to “adjust”. Gone were the days where I could really enjoy the achievement of what I wanted. Gone were the days where I told myself, “I will make my future”. Everybody, family and friends, spoke in different ways but meant the same thing – be happy with what I get.
When I look back, I am not ashamed to agree that everything did not change overnight. Things got out of hand step by step. I never really heeded to the negative signs. In fact, sometimes when results were obviously negative I chose to ignore them. I let myself fall from the top. Slipped inch by inch and finally set myself into a free fall, merrily undoing everything that I did for the past ten or so years.
So, finally I accepted that I had to trim down my expectations. I have to pay for my lapses and mistakes. This has become the norm!
Last week, there has been a refreshing change to the trend. I am done with the customary summer placement at B-School. I got into a French consultancy company. The summer placement process started two weeks back in the college. The pessimistic part of me said, I would be placed only in the final days of the process. Two weeks flew by without any success. Some companies shortlisted me but I balked at the Group Discussion(GD) round. (Personally, I feel GDs are the most lazy, barbaric method of selecting the candidates by a company.) Compared to the setbacks witnessed in the past, these setbacks didn’t panic me. But, to my surprise, the process ended way sooner than expected. Moreover, the job role is very close to what I wanted. This is a deviation from the norm that I accepted.
Too early to tell that I am doing right things again. But the hope is back on. Slowly but surely must make up the lost ground!
Trespassed on this cool Hyderabadi Youtuber:
Time flies on campus. There is always some or the other activity that necessitates your participation. One of those hectic weeks was the third week of June. We had many cell-interviews in this week. A bit of organization gyan here: there are different clubs/cells for different activities/interests/specializations; but there is one apex body – Student Council – that coordinates with different cells and lets things move smoothly. I applied for this one. The seniors conduct the interviews for all these cells!
The first round interview was at some 9 PM. The interviewer appeared like a calm guy (read it as the guy let me speak with out silly counters). I was allowed a little leeway to brag about stuff on my CVs. I could tell by the tone and facial expressions, that the guy was impressed. It ended well, where I had to think on my tones and convince RBI gov. (enacted by the interviewer) to come for a talk at the institute. I exceeded my expectations. Finally the result was positive.
Next came the second round. All of us were caught off-guard when in the Group Discussion (GD) participants were asked to swap the CVs and defend that new CV as if it was ours. I got a freshers’s (Coming right into an MBA college without a work experience) CV. That was good 3 pages dense CV (compared to my 1 page CV). Given 30 sec, I was unable to really look through the best points of the candidate. But still I made my best effort. I understood that it was below-par. The GD session was followed by an interview session.
The interview session was the weirdest that I have ever been to. The interviewers, a bunch of guys, were spread across a 10 seater classroom. They literally bombarded questions from all directions. Constantly, they complained that I was not audible. The interviewer in the first round was also present. He literally caught me off gaurd by making some nasty remarks about ‘this’ blog that I had discussed with him in the first interview. I retorted. And this interview did not go as planned at all. So was the result. Through the experience, I learned my lessons!
The other day, in a guest lecture session, someone lanky, suited formally called out my name from the dark. He was none other than the first round interviewer. He apologized profusely and said that it was just a interview tactic. I was surprised by his candidness. He had no reason to do that. That gesture made my day! Aaaand the best part was that he rates this blog better than many other blogs 😉 I don’t want to dwell into the merits of the confession but it sounded sweet 😛 :D.
Hola amigos!! Sorry for the vanishing act 😛 😀 . Your shooting star will be hovering around Mumbai, for the next couple of years. For the good or the bad reasons, I have joined a full time MBA course in Mumbai! Up till now, I’m thoroughly enjoying going back to the student life – most likely will be my last one!
The first month has passed in a jiffy. Lost track of days in meeting new people from different backgrounds and age groups. The buzz word is “networking”. People are in a flurry to make new contacts asap. Parties seem to be the only efficient way to perform the task! Boozers bag it all!
Amid the frenzy, I’m a little worried about getting carried away! However, this good old rule comes to my rescue: when tensed, just KISS 😉 😀
Today is a national holiday in India. Tamils and Oriya people celebrated their New Years. Punjabis celebrated Baisakhi. But everyone across the country celebrated 125th birth anniversary of the father of Indian Constitution, Dr. B.R.Ambedkar.
While everyone were merrymaking, I was sleepily checking my twitter feed! (I have my reasons for it being top on my priority list! 😉 ) And then @sanjeevsanyal tweet caught my eye!
The tweet was about two friends Albert and Bernard meeting a new friend Cheryl. Albert and Bernard want to know her birthday. Canny Cheryl gave them these clues:
The tweet had this link which created a sort of an aura around this question. Though the weather was cold and it was pouring outside, I grabbed a paper and started working it out. I struggled with the semantics for a while but could zero in on an answer. Now, is it the answer??
I exchanged messages back and forth with friends and tweeple all day. Some confirmed my logic and others refuted it. I was adamant that my logic was sound enough because all those who refuted did not give a convincing explanation.
So, literally, I was celebrating Cheryl’s birthday all day while rest of India was having fun!
Finally in the evening Mr. Handa had convincingly punctured my logic. This post is dedicated to Mr. Handa for his immaculate ‘fun’da 🙂
All those nocturnals out there and puzzle enthusiasts keep calm and take up the gauntlet. And cross check it with Mr. Handa’s solution here.
Let me know how many of you hit the bull’s eye 🙂
Hypocritical indeed! But it’s an Ad campaign and it serves its purpose!
Let’s do it!
Mauka Gawa Diya!
Ah, well that did not go as planned! Not even close to what I was expecting. Bowlers did their best but Batsmen let us down. I never thought we will be gifting away wickets. Shikhar, Virat and Raina played appalling shots. Rohit and Rahane were unlucky. Dhoni was not left with much choice. I was clinging on to the stupid hope till he was there but the required run rate just stifled us.
Having said this I am happy with the effort the team put. I am disappointed because it was well with in the reach of this team to chase 330. May be it was the semi-final stress or losing the vital toss or fatigue. For whatever reason, we lost. I’m sure that it was not due to carelessness or some other silly reasons that Times Now so vociferously claimed. Our ethically upright and apology-loving anchors also had problem with Dhoni smiling in the press conference. This proves that Indian cricketers and cricket have progressed over time and Indian media has regressed.
Inspired by TraBlogger I’ve dabbled in moon photography sans photoshop. This is the best I could get with my good old Sony Cybershot H 20! 🙂
I don’t get the logic of allowing appeals after appeals in such a open and shut case. #JudicialReforms