Saturday, August 9, 2008

lost something !!!

"its only words and words are all i had......"

Saturday, July 26, 2008

good times..!!



  • Busy trying to add java,servlets,scripts,eclipse,jdbc...etc. to my lexicon, never thought that this training will return some of the best memorable days of my life along with, bit of java skills. Just when we have entered in the last quarter of our grads and thought we are no more kids but final year students, soon we realized how incorrect we were. We still love to bunk classes that to of our training, we still never give up a chance to dance in the rain, we still love eating the paani puri from others plate more than ours , we still don't refrain from pulling each others leg on any account, and we still have a crush on every third girl we see....went to one of the most beautiful places on earth i've ever seen ,'Mandav' ...counting the last bits of masti before the college life comes to an end and this JAVA has turned out to be the "marJAVA mitJAVA marJAVA...." party for us...thanx CMC, if not for the training then definitely for all the good times it gave us indirectly.
  • still "officially" unemployed, one of my co-trainee, better my friend said "god has something better in store for me...", touch wood !! aapke store room me pura maggi aur cadbury ka stock gir pade, I hope her words come true and I am glad being here , having these people as -more of a friends than just my- team-mates.
  • The CAT countdown has begun and am still crawling with my preparations , life has really become soo hectic .... coaching, project deadlines, java, ims, cmc.....hhuhh!!

Saturday, June 7, 2008

A dream job.

I read some where that "Future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams". so here I am unleashing the powerhouse of my other dreams, it may be beautiful or not but I wish the future to be mine and that too with my dreams no more as just dreams.

My parents want me to work for a public sector company as they have been a part of it and are impressed with the kind of secure and relaxed life these companies provide. I understand their concern to watch their son come home by five and spend the rest of the evening fighting for the remote with his wife over Ekta-kapoor's Mega-ultra-hyper-melodramatic-epics and the lovely cartoon network(my fav). I dont want my sweetheart to sit with a face like jagjit singh in linkin park's concert when Mrs pandey and Mrs Jha start their outburst over the latest kamolika's conspiracy in which she has mixed hair removing cream in the shampoo of Ba, so let my shweety tweety add to the bicker about the issue of how to grow hair on bald head of Ba.

I wish to have a job where I will end up having something more than just an I-Card, at the first place I don't want to work for a company,an organization or a corporate house even if they pay me enough to buy the entire balaji telefilms and revamp it to produce cartoon movies.(Serious warning : never try this,if you don't want yourself to land in the midst of rampage by Rashtriya mahila mukti aayog).

I dream of a job, where I am the most powerful person in the company - of course after the bandook wale chacha ji who sits near the gate - where I don't 've to ask for permission before leaving the office early, In short a job where I am the person who is the founder of it, I know at times it sounds ridiculous but 98.912% of literate population of India share this common dream, even half 0f those have already started with paan ka thela and are in talks with Morgan Stanley to further expand their ventures. Even I've few ideas better than the one of producing a new range of Genda chhap phenyl for supplying to those sulabh sauchalay which can't be cleaned even if we flush Aman Verma and his entire harpic factory into it (btw can you guess why aman verma appeared with the toooooo-close close ups of his favourite site just when you were having your lunch or dinner; so that you get ready and aware enough to face the consequences of your current deed).

I am not the one extremely athirst for money, I neither want a bank balance so large to take Mallika sherawat on a date to mars, nor a gigantic mansion big enough to land a Boeing-777 on its terrace, nor a car which is too long to drive through Indian streets and finally one day I've to donate it to the railway coach factory. I need money, just enough to buy a pair of new socks when the old one starts to stink badly, money just enough that no wish of my parents is left as a wish, money that can repair the black hole in my balance sheet drilled by my shweeto's shopping bills, and money enough that I don't have to say no to my sobbing chunnu-munnu for that remote controlled strip-tease barbie doll. In short the no. of zeroes after a non zero no. which can't be erased by any bankruptcy of life.

Thursday, June 5, 2008

first drizzles !!






the best thing about the first shower of the season is the fragnance of wet soil, which is so fresh and absolutely matchless.

Thursday, April 10, 2008

in the news !!

I knew that I was goin to appear on today's newspaper before I actually saw my face on it..I jumped out of sheer joy on watching myself in Dainik Bhaskar, today morning. Its a extatic feeling to be printed and getting circulated in the entire city at the same time ridiculous too if you find people eating poha, jalebi on your pic the very next morning at a nearby breakfast corner, I felt like killing that bloody @$$#^%!

Those of you who think my name i.e. sumit is not mentioned here and start flooding you-liar we-hate-you kind of comments , then let me tell you that sumit is my pet name and my actual name is "swaroop" which is mentioned in the article.

btw...Can anybody guess which of them is me? The person answering this correctly will get a free trip to honolulu for 4 nights and 1 day.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

four till now...

The only thing i've learnt from the 4 campus drives I went through till now, always take a pair of extra socks with you if you don't want your socks to smell as if a pig farted in your shoes, suffering from constipation since he ate rotten eggs with garlic and onion last week. Waiting for the entire day process till late night and being left only with such a pair of socks diffuses a higher level of disappointment. Being rejected in the last phase or in the easier round feels like loosing the Olympic gold medal by a nanosecond. Anyways all these recent happenings have added to my endurance and my belief that its not your knowledge neither good communication skills and nor the God who can make it. But its a complex hormonal and neural signals in the head of the interviewer which is difficult to decipher and nearly impossible when you are seated on an itchy neelkamal chair with a person who is as lofty as a drunk after reading ' Business at the speed of thought'. I suppose with all this I am not sounding as, 'I am the most eligible Employable person in town', but this is my personal opinion about the campus placements.

Some of my friends implicated a bucket full of flaws in me for my rejections at various level , but I think this is one of the happenings under the sun that don't have a reason. At the end of the day if you got selected, it was your day and if u didn't, wait for yours, thats it. Its beyond the limits of human kind to comprehend a counterpart in just a fraction of hour. Just ask any interviewer will he be able to decide his life partner, if he is obliged to decide it in just a single one hour meeting, if he say 'yes' he is the biggest liar and the best HR you will ever get to meet. The people who answer NO , are the ones who are most loyal to their life but not to their job, and they can't be. Thus never blame your failures to yourself, your abilities, the books and notes that you didn't revised last night and nor the God. Its the belongingness of the day to you.

PS: The moment you feel that he is going to reject you , just open your shoes and poke your socks to his nose...i am sure he is gonna select you for the sake of his life.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

weak values.....

Lost the chance of getting in INFOSYS " my dream company", was out in the written test itself and with this the life of an incubated wish has come to an end. The day on which I got rejected by satyam computers due to there own failure of a proper interviewing policy, I promised to myself "I'll starve and die but never even enter its premises" and today when I've been rejected in infosys, I pledge "I won't retire of my work until I enter its premises". although its one of the biggest setback of my career but I 'll divert the impulse of this disappointment to appointment letter of infosys someday, and now I wish this someday comes soon.

The failure in infosys written test is not entirely my failure but somewhere down the line the failure of the ethics and values the company beams about. I don't think my english and logic to be worse than those who passed the test just because they(students of host college) could get the answers of the questions in the exam room on their cell phones. The unfair means adopted by the host college lead to an extremely higher cut-off marks. I very well understand that everybody who got cleared din't get those sms, but they were the few who are either born genius capable of coping up every malice practice against them or those who had their best stars and planets leading their way, but I m not that intelligent nor I am blessed with such a good fortune. The only thing I prepared for the infosys test was under normal circumstances having a fair and balanced deal, I've never been a follower of the book "101 ways to cheat and pass", neither I wish to buy it. With the whole process at its end , all I've in my eyes is tears and a hope that the next time when I meet infosys it comes by its tag line "powered by intellect and driven by values", especially the 'values'.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

disappointed but still i'll fight !!

Got rejected in the interview of satyam computers after clearing the written...the technical interview lasted 2 min in which I answered all the questions asked, after this i was sent to HR which was of 28 sec....(I guess they were having some kind of a hurry, may be constipation problem...god knows)... this short span of HR speculated a thought of being rejected in my mind,but even moth hopes to gulp flames someday, so waited entire day for the results just not to find my name in the results...disappointed, but satyam is not my life n neither was the last opportunity for me , i am very thankful to satyam computers for one reason, i have never been a sports freak but for the first time in my life i experienced, how does it feels to lose the final match, even if you played the best game of your life. you joke, you smile, you laugh but deep down your soul is trying to recollect all the pieces of shattered dreams to carve a masterpiece, to which it fails by the impulse of reality. Anyways I know, i will make it and at a better place and ,this is not a belief, nor a hope , nor a dream , nor a prediction, but this is my determination.

These are the most motivating lines I've ever read. whenever i feel defeated I follow these beautiful prose.

Asaflta ek chunauti hai, ise sweekar karo,
kya kami reh gayi, dekho aur sudhar karo.

Jab tak na safal ho, neend chain ko tyago tum,
Sangharsh ka maidan chhodkar mat bhago tum.
Kuch kiye bina hi jai jaikar nahin hoti,
koshish karne walon ki haar nahin hoti.