hardwork or fate?

year 2005.....lets begin with the time i was to go to study engineering....wen me n lavi refused...ma pa said "if you work hard now you will not have to in your life!we said we will follow passion.......lavi chosse journalism and i choose to do an MBA.....par for graduation i wanted to do maths because i loved mathematics which is a shock to some people when they hear!!!!!yes succeded to become a graduate....y only 66.66 %??????please do maths honours from delhi university....my time syllabus then we ll talk abt y 66.6%.....u ll understand yourself.....i didnt enjoy it coz it was all formulas and i didnt want to live my life with a formula....i want to enjoy it!!!!so next my MBA as i had alwaz thought to do.............my fate(good or bad, i still dunno) that i choose to do it from SRISIIM........one spolit brat of delhi university, an addict to mobile phone, didnt know what it is to reach on time to class......at times didnt even know that there was a class.....thanks to pn sir that i managed to pass with 66.66% (first class)....without attending any class or if at all i did i read novels sitting in the last bench........ya agar teacher gandi lagti thi to used to disturb her by giving missed calls in her phone from mine(no teacher ever had my number thank fully)......she ll pik the phone from bag.....ring band...she ll keep it back.....ring starts...that was fun......classmates ll know after the class got over that who was the culprit.....there were a few other then me doing the same......lol.....and agar professor achi lagti thi to 2nd bench wid a notebook, inside which wud be my mobile in which i wud be happily playing games or typing msgs(to who cant be revealed...;-))...bas kabhi kisi ki proxy nahi laga paayi ..tried once n was caught n uske baad never got the courage to do it.......

year 2008.........andaman trip over....joining the new college SRISIIM....
knew all rules of it
1. no mobile phone allowed(gulps gulps)
2. timings 9.30 in the morning(at 9.31 gates will close...nooo.... at one second past 9.30)to 7.15 in the evening
3.uniform(after the life of DU)
4.95% attendence compulsary(was gtng a nervous brkdown......for being a mass bunker of delhi university).95% means 3 off daz in a semester!

many more....ll write as and wen it comes to mind.....

entire family was happy that i ll change........sudhar jaegi.....
yes sudhar gayi....topped in college...jahan dhakke kha ke graduation me pass hui...yahan 99% attendence ke saath to top karna hi tha.......my notes were studied by entire college to pass in xams and i was an alternative for prof during xams for everyone to clear the doubts and pass(haha)seems funny when i imagine now.......first year to fir bhi masti me nikal gaya......no family occasions, no outing with family or frnds,couldnt help in any family decisions or matters(used to feel guilty)par attendence nahi hua fulfil to fine bhi family ko hi dena padhta.....with the guilt that i am spending lakhs of money of my parents i got serious abt life....started working hard......2 years was nothing but a sacrifice of everything happily.......classmates would ask how do u manage to remain happy in this jail kinda life, but it was only my commitment towards my family that i did everything happily.......kabhi life ko rakh kar koi complaints nahi...first yr life was good in itself.....2nd yr was bad....the usual politics i too was involved forcebly by students....but believe me nothing bothered me.(because few good angels still were there in my life)....ma pa lavi were scared that i shouldnt gt upset spoil my career....par it never bothered me....i became a little quiet in college par lavi was back from hostel to delhi.......roz ghar jakar uska rona used to keep me entertained than to think abt any prblm of mine....bas padho , assignments and xams was all i knew n thought of!cool.....over....thought at least in the end hardwork would pay me off.....placements jiska sabko intazaar tha....intazaar hai nw that we are over with the MBA.....first ranker and jobless.....not blaming anyone(i hate blaming others).........interview xperince is already mentioned in the other blog i have written.............now what??????

year 2010........i was driving in the roads of capital city and see small kids selling pencils " didi das rupaya...le le na..wanted to give her the money but that will encourage her to sell more than to leave it..so i didnt...in another instance....i laughed when in another signal a boy said "teri jaldi shadi hogi didi....le le na didi."....its their age to write with a pencil but they are selling one.....i am running away from selling but they small kids have the courage to do that!i salute them..............coming back "you work hard now and be happy later"......i didnt work hard fully(3 years of grad)...par i worked double hard during post grad....i cant see anything good......they agreed for eveything we wanted to do....i am wondering.......2 saal bhi nahi karti yaar...if that was to go waste.......never mind...forgeting me.....those small kids selling pencil on the road....are they not working hard????but they are on road why??????do i now call that as fate......??????

Iam a Graduate+ MBA!!!and not Graduate/MBA

m wonderstruck........read a caption of my frnd once...."jisne kaha MBA is a proffesional degree, maaro usse".....i laughed at that moment...but i believe there is nothing wrong in that!!!!!interviews and call for is for graduates/MBA..........damn!m a graduate + MBA...is there not a difference......MBA ke baad bhi if i had to do the same job...why did u waste in lakhs of rupees, 2 yrs of time and the efforts i put in studying...????wht is the cost of all this?????

i dont remember which was my first job interview......to describe...but one word common in all interviews"SALES".........tell something abt urself....i replied m graduate from DU, Post grad fom srisiim in marketing ie. my PGDM in marketing(alwaz prefferred to say MBA)corporate ppl still dont understand the difference between MBA and PGDM.......n my answer continued i describe myslef...blah blah blah.........after it...marketing???kya soch ke liye...field me ghoom loge?????SALES KA KAAAM HAI...........................SALES SALES SALES!!!!!!!i am sick of hearing this word...........and one fine day i screamed "I DONT WANT TO GET INTO SALES".............there is a difference between marketing and sales.yes i understand untill i dont know the hardcore of product how ll i grow.........but y the hell do i need an MBA for that.........12th standard...mom dad should decide....bacha TCS jaega, Cognizant jaega.....(ohk leavning these apart for engineers who scored(below 60% and due to no choice completed their engineering by mistake)...lets get in othere companies...media or cars or FMCG...parents decide....since 12th child starts studying abt them n working during holidaz in theses non engineers company and join there after GRADUATION..........Y the hell is this MBA / PGDM needed for.....oooohhkk..........IIM's make a difference...y r the rest of MBA/PGDM college existing then??????if they wont all ll aim for IIM n after nt geting i wud hav relaised my worth 2 years back.......no wastage of money time and efforts...n wud have landed in same kinda SALES profile coz all that wants in angreji bolna...................interview ll b asking u didnt joined in other jobs u got ..y????i may feel like saying"didnt n joined saaath me nahi use hota sir/mam".......par can coz m a begger and not chooser!and in the last interview for sales......coming on to another biggest issue....SALARY(dream salary)who still is a dream and dream which has gone farther for few more years till the time i loose all my enery to enjoy my life....i believe wht is the point of wasting current life as well as a life (when i ll b earning but cant enjoy)..........insurance behenge....nahi CAS ya CASA something bechenge..............yeh sab kyun bechna...sarojini nagar me ek thela khol lete hain n wahan kuch bechenge...i wud respect that more as i ll be an entreprenuer(one subject taught in MBA).....n taught ghulam to someone....uske product becho n uski dant suno(not sure as i never took uo a insurance sales or bank sales job)...........ab ultimately the thought process starts......SALES nahi to kya??????????good realisation and that to so soon......(for me).........girls ke liye to HR best hota hai...sab kehte hain....unhe kya bataun HR hi liye tha par college mein band kar diya tha woh stream.....with phobia of acounts....finance lene ki himmat to bani nahi ............bacha MARKETING...oops sorry..... to say SALES is a better option...............................can someone get me a non sales job at this moment???????i can bet!!!!!you cant..;-)

for the first time!

we all experienced a lot of things in life for the first time!i thought to collect all the things i have done for the first time in my life and which i could realise and feel...although it is not going to be in order but random as and when it is coming to my mind.......so start thinking of what all you did for the first time after reading....lol
for the first time when i went to watch movie with college friends
for the first time i came home at 12(got a slap from mom)
for the first time i went for a trip without lavanya
for the first time i had to live without lavanya
for the first time when i bunked my class
for the first time i was first in class(alwaz was second after lavi)
for the first time i became last bencher
for the first time i slapped a guy
for the first time when some one cheated from me(in 1st standard)
for the first time a teacher slapped me(was not my mistake in the 1st standard)
for the first time when i spoke in hindi(rasta dena in DTC bus)
for the first time when i saw a hindi movie(i guess it was sholey.pa's favorite)
for the first time i ate momos
for the first time i had chicken(ate a chicken sandwich to win a bet)
for the first time when i boarded a flight(excitement had no limits)
for the first time i changed my school
for the first time when i fooled my professor saying i am lavanya
for the first time i peddled the cycle without a support(i remeber where and when)
for the first time when i got a mobile for me
for the first time when i drove my new car
for the first time i danced in DJ
for the first time i watched rock on waking up all night
for the first time i decided to fast(but couldnt)
for the first time i shattered when appa had a heart attack
for the first time we lived without ma for 20 daz(wen she had been to nagpur)
for the first time i attended a funeral
for the first time i was on phone for more than few hours
for the first time i played chess
for the first time i played tennis
for the first time we played ice box(at coimbatore, tata's home)
for the first time i meditated
for the first time we learnt geeta ka shlok(at JG1 home)
for the first time i started my diary entry
for the first time i went for a school trip(jaipur in 6th standard)
for the first time i played "ball" badminton
for the first time i drove scooty
for the first time .............and lots more.........
ll keep thinking and updating!

Am i God Gifted

we all at some point of lifetime think " why this happens with us" . at least i do think......for last few days or for last few months i am into a state of mind where i was bored of my life.... my routine and every day came up as a problem and challenge for me.....challenge of get up early in the morning( 8:00 o clock) lol....challenge of taking an auto and challenge to reach on time before 9.30.....challenge of attending 2 hrs lengthy classes and challenge of getting back home.....walking to main road n getting auto or searching someone and ask with the not wanting smile can you please drop me in between if convenient for you.......!But the experience i had in the morning today probably made me feel i dont have ant challenge than my own mind..........the challenge of everyday...... i was standing at the bus stop around 9 to get in the college bus(recently started) reducing one of my thought to be tension of life.....the cold chilly weather of delhi was blowing....as expected i was looking at watch..playing with mobile phone and was loaded with bag and coat.....i saw a visually challenged young person walking on the left foot path of the road!i knew he would now cross the road as there a blind school inside the opposite sector of my home....all i could see was he was confidently walking with his stick in one hand and his bag in another....he needed no help....he got down from foot path just few feet from where i was standing and start crossing the road.....he started crossing i stood watching....he didnt not expect anyone to be even stadning nearby...but often being a normal human being i expect lot of people to help me in lot of things......but he didnt.....he started crossing...though road was not very crowded with vehicle yet there were ample amount...i could see people on scooter and people driving cars confused as to stop or not to stop.....this person goes forward and propbably by sound or vibration, i dont know....came back ward....i wanted to help in first go.....but then i reminised when i was very young in 4th or 5th standard i was taught in school that " people who are challenged dont like getting help".....but finally watcing the scooter people and cars drivers so confused and to help them realise yes what they are seeing is true which they were not able to realise though not being physically challenged that the person wanted to cross the road!so i went near that person and asked shall i help you cross the road....i tell you then strength the courage reflected in his voice" yes mam, thank you"...i was stunned and walked quietly holding his hand!!!!!.......i was back to my place and watched him go further the way he wanted....he struggled initially to find it when i left him but then later started walking as the one initially i saw.....thanks to my bus which came late gave me time for self introspection.....and i thought....why i find everything to be an issue when i am not supposed to....and i thought all those things which were an issue for me should have been an issue i were like that young buy....i thought he is better and god gifted than i am.....as "he has the positive attitude towards life which i am lacking!"

Are Indians united?

here it begins....35 girls with one of our sir whom we called kabir khan and ourselves as chak de india!journey began at srisiim boading the colg bus then then landing at New Delhi statn to board k k express which goes via konkan railways going to udupi statn from where the journey was further to continue......i travel every year down south being an iyer to chennai or coimbatore where my maternal and paternal relatives stay!however the konkan route was never taken by us....n my father before i was leaving said it will be very nice journey going via mountains and tunnels.....a friend of mine had made sure that i have wada paav at bombay where i have never been too......as i have been only to northern(thanks to yearly school trips) and southern part of india!i was already scared of this journey as my supressed extrovert behaviour didnt know what to do!i was going to a place where i know everyone yet dont know any one!but as always my mom says take everything as a challenge and i had no choice but to go for this trip.......the first day in train was something different than i had expected ....the so called friends or the people whom i knew still unknown to me sat with in that 6 seater of sleeper!or rather i should thanks them to have accomadated me there.......the first day went off well.....came night of that day!wassem sir was in our compartment as all the 35 girls were seated in two adjacent compartments!sir was here with us at night and we 12 girls of our compartment sang at the pitch of our voices disturbing all our co passenger as there is no rule book to say you cant sing!we indians have right to express ourselves....and wassem sir had put loud music in the laptop unlike the expected behaviour of a proffessor who is supposed to stop students frm disturbing others......the discussions along started.....sir's poems were the best part where he had described about the some war on the name of religion, though i remeber the passion with which sir expressed dont remeber exactly the words!sir being a muslim had written which meant some what like" it hurts to see humans fighting in the name of religion" taking up some issue of either gujrat riots or something.......probably it rang in my mind the night but got vaporised later in music and other discusiions of we the students ranging from stragies and boy friends and girl friends and much more......! when a co passenger complained that we were disturbing we all became nervous and sat quietly staring at sir!meanwhile a young person sleeping in the birth opposite to 6 seater got up and sat who was quite till now!we all became further nervous that he too is going to shout and he said " chup kyun ho gaye, continue singing and doing masti!hum humare colg trips me itna karte the and i am missing that seeing you all!" we all clapped and started again!that night went off!next day was spent nothing but eating eating and eating and most of the people reading the book " 2 states" of chetan bhagat and all would come near me and say " seri seri" or " illai" and we would all laugh at that and continue doing what we actually were!and no doubt we were to feel sleepy at night but our destination was to get down at Udupi which was to arrive around 12.30 acoording to train scedule!we all decided to sleep till 11.30 then get up and pack up our luggages and went to bed at 10!at 11 a bhaiya who had been with us from colg came running and shouting sir is calling you all to the other compartment!we left few to take care of our luggages and went to other compartment!we could see all the girls or rather entire compartmnet was awake and standing and shouting!we all managed to get in the crwod and reach the rest students of our college!and got to know that few guys of that compartment were behaving indecently to our college girls as the guys were from some football or hockey team they were huge around 20 in num......so to scare them off and prove we are also many in num sir had called us!it actually did work....they were taken aback......and things setteld.....we all returned back to our compartment.....and then!comments which i got was" all south indians are like this" and people commenting were none other than those with whom i study! and the discussions continued agar yeh dilli ke pass hota to chodte nahi s**lon ko!n blah blah!i sat near window seat and had no option than to hear people cusring south indians!meanwhile sir came and glanced to them to all to keep their mouth shut!i dont know if he could realise that i felt bad or that he didnt want any argumensts between we the students on that isue!we spoke about religions the day before!we celebrate holi diwali together....n we often say i am Indian?are south indians and north indians diffrent?at sringeri where we had been staying my friends will often ask me " are you able to understand what they are speaking?" people at sringeri spoke kannada and i was tamilian!we indians dont know about states of india as the southern part have four with four different languages and so are their cultures diffent which is why we say unity in diversity in india!but i cant see unity....could observe only diversity!and unity in different parts of indian viz south north propbably have more which i am not aware of! and still we all claim " I AM PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN" .... what are we proud of ?northern india or southern india?eastren or western?and dream of india to become a developed nation!i still wonder are Indians united???????

learning to blog

well this idea of blogging began because of my excitement to read....so thought lemme try my hands on my writing skills as well........lets c how things move!how my blog goes ahead ...