dummy's era has just begun :P

Dates that I love to hate. I hate papaya too. :P

2008-10-17T06:00:00.000-07:00

16th Sept' 08

The "D" day finally came. Placement season, Part II (its for GBO yaar, SR UGs being the part of season I). The first comapany, finally arrived the campus, no surprises... of them being late (all ladies, u know). Students jittery (palpable seeing the sensex's newly explored love for south pole :P), placecomm people confused per se (had to keep the company convinced till end with Domino's pizza, cold drinks to ensure they don't run away). Even more pathetic was the offer.. (0 to 2 people was what they were looking at)... When will my number come dude..

Anyway the process started with their presentation which nobody was really interested in (except haggrds, time to hibernate folks!!).

Three rounds of interview .. i knew i wud succed in fooling them in my first go! :P :D

After lots of brooding and pondering shondering, i (with a heavy heart) gave away the CV, with some desirable changes.. ;) :D (area of interest changed to Marketing). Have to mention about MY **IDIOTIC GRINS**!!

Somersaults were on inside..(yaar darr kyu lag raha hai..ye Ram Gopal Verma ki movie nahi hai, darrna mana hai unki films mein btw :P)

Total no. of candidates applying = 25

My number for teh 1st round of interview = 4th (whatttt!!! Itni jaldi..great I will go back home early.. Thank gauuuud)

Kunal (our Doubting Thomas) became their first target. ( ahhan! Ekta Kapoor's fans..Yoho.)

Bang the door opened & every1 jumped onto ask him..how was it? what is it they they are asking? How are they (:P )? etc etc. Throwing the tantrums, he annoyingly told the stories 1 by 1).

no. 2

no.3

and Alas no. 4!

I knocked the door and saw a lady eating pizza from a small window in the door. she asked me to wait outside for sometime. DAMN!!!

After a few hollow minutes of my waiting, i again looked back from the window. The lady smiled cheerfully (as if I am known to her since ages) and batted her eyelids ..which obviously meant I can enter. ufffFF!!

*****

(Silence) 4 Ladies inside, perplexed with the papers they were holding and pretending to ignore the new entrant.

Dupki: Good morning mam! (Silence broken)

3rd Lady: Good afternoon! You are way behind time. it isn't morning beta! (oho..)

Dupki (still holding her pleasing & smiling face): Mam! I purposely said Good morning. I was nervous. I wished you morning to calm and realx myself..to rejuvenate myself. ahem!

3rd & 2nd Lady: Ahaan! (laugheter prevailed for sometime..as if She just cracked some PJ)

3rd Lady (oh please, not again!): okie. so..!! (clearing her throat) You have mentioned that your Area of interest is marketing, while our firm is offering a typical research related profile, which is in no way related to marketing research. How come then you are interested to work with us?

Dupki (Keeping her chin up): Mam! actually mam! (and i guess the damage was done).. (think think! come onnn...). OKAY! Research is all about exploring and constantly gaining knowledge. Moreover, as you mentioned in your presentation that you provide "Early responsibility" to your new employees, which prompted me and motivated me to come here and sit for your co.

3rd Lady (staring me right from the point I started speaking): okay. good enough. So what else?

Dupki...(what..what else..Am i supposed to recite a poem or what!!): er... err..... (smiling again, don't know why! but one should keep smiling in difficult times)

4th Lady: You have mentioned in your CV that you read. so, can you just elaborate more on that?

Dupki: Okay! ya, I read everything out of the syllabus and out of the box. :P Harry Potter books are the ones i liked the most.

3rd Lady (jumpingly): ohhhkay! Any other book. any business related stuff. Or some other stuff.

The last book that you read...(???)

Dupki: Ya, It was "3 Mistakes of my life" by Chetan Bhagat. (was feeling embarrasing, don't know why)

4th lady: oh, ya. Chetan Bhagat. (great!! SOMEBODY from the panel DO know about the stuff i read)

Dupki: I once read "You can win" too. and ya! "who moved my cheese" and " Winning" by Jack Welch...

3rd Lady: Can you tell us some story that you read in Shiv Khera's book.. or some good phrase..

Dupki: er.. er... (and suddenly the walls started changing colours, I went blank and finally into Zero as if I was sitiing alone in the room, somebody wiped out everything from the mind just like the balance sheet of Lehmans :P)

** Silence**

Somebody said something, and i came into the room again (MENTALLY..though physically i was there only)

Mam! as of now.. i am unable to recall anything. I AM SORRY. (somebody please pull me out of the door)

3rd Lady (seeing the blunder somebody just committed): Oh. No problem...! Relax...! It happens...!

(long breathings were making it more worse)

1st Lady: You mentioned that you like taking early responsibility.. Can you justify yourself.

Dupki: Since, I am the eldest amongst my sisters (yeah! Proud again..), most of the times, i initiate the things (and damage them too :D :D). I am used of taking early responsibilities. I started taking tuitions even before my graduation... and..

2nd Lady (interrupting): what did u teach?

Dupki: Science and maths. Yes, my fav subjects. I like playing with numbers. I keep solving puzzles, number games....

2nd and 4th Ladies(again interrupting): Ya, sudoku... You have mentioned. (i can bet even they had a similar ineterst)

Dupki nodded.

Some some casual talks between them, The 3rd Lady finally thanked Dupki.

Dupki greeted them again with a thank god smile (real one this time :D :D) and walked away.

Result: I successfully ruined their attempt to take me in.

cheers!! cheers!!

RouteGuru: Driving directions...The good old way!

2008-06-17T10:22:00.000-07:00

Hey Delhi folks....

As we all know...driving in Delhi/NCR is becoming nightmare. Moreover criss crossing flyovers, corridors, and metro tracks leaves us completely perplexed and hassled when it comes to traveling distant places in Delhi/NCR.

But very recently, I came across the latest service, based on GIS introduced by an IT company called RouteGuru. It not only ensures hassle free driving in the Delhi/NCR region, but also take care about one's comfort and security.

Product Information:

With RouteGuru you are provided :

*FREE turn by turn detailed route directions.

*FREE routehints - that you can push to your mobile by a simple SMS
anytime anywhere...so you no longer need to depend on the internet.

*FREE information about the approximate Auto fare which can be pushed to your mobile too.

*FREE information about the distance from source to destination.

How does it actually works???

hey folks,
consider the following situations:

1. You are going for an Interview and you got lost because of route diversion due to metro service.. what to do?

2. Boss called you up for an urgent meeting but you are new to the place. moreover, there's no body to help you out!!

3. You planned to hire an auto for your friend's wedding but because of your tight schedule you are late. now the Auto wala is bargaining for more and you don't have idea how much it takes to travel to that particular place!

These are some practical situations which we normally come across whenever we travel to some alien place......

Routeguru has the solution to all your queries..

it provides on the way information..

For instance..
let us say that you want to travel from Greater Kailash To Akshardham..but lost on the way...
do not panic,

Take out your mobile phone and just type
RG Greater Kailash to Akshardham and send it to 56767.

Withing 60 seconds you would receive a message from routeguru ..
1. It will provide you turn by turn route hints with all the major landmarks in between....
and this is not all...
2. It will also provide you with the total distance n yes...., the approx auto fare too!!!

Now what do you say???

To know more about this service, visit the link: http://www.routeguru.com/

So from now on.. don't get lost.. :) :D

blog scrappers r on prowl again!!

2008-06-06T23:16:00.000-07:00

its been ages that i hvn't written any blog. but its nvr too late. so i gave it a thought to repair all d screws inside my head. with a jerk...it nodded and here i m turning poetic .. (even if u feel bored plz leave sm comments on ma blog.. begging.. nah!!)

sckul fun n college lyf,

this game that game.. seek n hide,

sounds come from faaaaaar aside,

now that 'm grown BIG n spendthrift!!..

hopes alive n hopes alive.

to stand n fuss n juggle n fight,

all happens in pursuit of heights..

reaching thr is not the aim

comprehending dat is d goliath's game

ever wondered who make us play

its charm of accomplishment that make us gay.

figments of imaginations mess up d thing

to decipher d pandora's box is always amusing

no more pondering to exhaust

all d way, its fingers crossed!!

dummy's era has just begun :P: En Masse 2008

2008-02-22T06:22:00.000-08:00

dummy's era has just begun :P: En Masse 2008

En Masse 2008

2008-02-16T02:16:00.000-08:00

The Shri Ram College of Commerce, Delhi University is pleased to invite you to it’s annual Management Festival “En Masse ‘08”. The event heralds the coming together of the Kautilyas and Sun Tzus from all over the country to showcase the zeal that drives the human intellect.

“En Masse” will be a two-day affair, conducted on the 1st and 2nd of March, 2008; featuring various management games and cultural events that will involve phenomenal participation from some of the best minds in the country, Professional Institutes, College students of Delhi and other National Universities. The event is also open to corporate houses. This would be a wonderful opportunity for budding managers to “Evolve” in a challenging milieu and realize the immense potential that they possess.

The star events of the festival are the Pop Night and the “Clash of the Titans”, featuring bigwigs from all walks of life- media, corporate world and politics. We believe that it is an occasion for the B-schools to make their presence felt when the who’s who of the country, corporates in the making and music enthusiasts from all over the country converge on the campus of Shri Ram College of Commerce in such great numbers. We welcome your participation in making this event a grand success and on our part promise a memorable learning experience. For any further information, please visit::Nemuca
http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm=45160432
or visit www.enmassethefest.com.
Regards,
Team "En masse"

NOT FOR SALE... :D

2008-01-26T02:36:00.001-08:00

Hidden persona...umm..the mind behind all the creations (see down...here!!! on ma blog) special thnx to her for decorating ma lifeless blog hehehe :P

ohk..ohk...let me make u aware of d fact dat these r NOT FOR SALE...

hmm..our balcony luks a bit tidy n colorful now..

this ws done whn she ws jst 10.

hey gv ma umbrella back...tweety wid grr...my umbrella

clay n plasters cn do so many wonders....i jst realised..well it takes lot of colors n artistic magic to which i m still alien..:D :P

meeeaooou.....garfield's gf is on my blog now..
Odie!!! u listening....take care of Jon n Ellen..

oh, forgot to cristen the tubby choice..thats..emm..
brgeropizzalien pastachickky!!!

garfield..run...catch it if u cn....

Gannu bhaiya..a clay which transformed into life. luk at the teeth..huh..ladoos cn't stop my temptation for sweets....gulp..***hummm....

hanuman...ooo..luks liked copied from smwhr...tell u smthing funny abt it..
the tail was added after 2 days, whn we actually realised dat..smthing is missing :))

The gOLDen Age

2008-01-20T05:18:00.000-08:00

The gOLDen Age

Sachin’s mother, “Its enough now! We want independence, liberty and peace. The time is ripe to send them to their OWN place.”

Father, “Yes, you are right, I guess. Hey, I had a conversation with one of my colleagues and he gave me the address of one of the place that we were looking for. Mama and Bauji will feel like home.”

Mother, “Okay, so do it as early as possible. Sachin is also a young boy now.”

Sachin, who was till now standing near the doorsteps and listening to the conversations, entered the room, “Mom, when will you make me marry?”

Mother, in a perplexed tone, “My dear son, right now you are quite immature and small for all this stuff. But why did you ask such question?”

Sachin, “I was wondering that I too, as a part of family ritual, would have to send to your OWN PLACE, once I get married.”

It’s not just the story of Sachin’s home, it’s a common day phenomenon. Everyone chews the same gum and spit or throw it out once the sweetness departs. How ironic phenomena exist on this planet? When a seed is sown, it is cared like anything. When it grows into a plant, it is nurtured to give the fruit. But when it grows old with the gnarled branches, no leaves, no fruits, but with roots intact, nobody cares for it. People start looking down on the old and desolate tree and it is considered as an obstacle. And then, the axes perform the rest of the job…

Same thing applies to us, the humans (if I can say that). A child is nurtured with utmost care. When he grows young, he is expected to earn (fruit) for the family. But when he grows old, (as a part of ritual), the only place left for him/her on this big planet is an Old Age Home, as if it is some dumping bin which is always ready to embrace all the redundant and no longer in USE stuff.
An African proverb says, “The death of an old person is like the loss of a library.”

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Another story that I came across while blogging was even more touching and left me bewildered about my (our) responsibilities towards elderly. The story goes like this:

An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 year's old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window. The Father asked his Son, “What is this?”The Son replied “It is a crow”. After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, “What is this?” The Son said “Father, I have just now told you “It's a crow”. After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time, “What is this?” At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the Son's tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. “It's a crow, a crow”. A little after, the Father again asked his Son the 4th time, “What is this?”This time the Son shouted at his Father, “Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times 'IT' S A CROW'. Are you not able to understand this?”A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary: ``Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time h e asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child”. While the little child asked him 23 times “What is this?”, the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.

So, the moral of the story make us realize that how repulsive we are not only to address their problems and even in listening to them.
So, if your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word; be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents. From today say this aloud, "I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me. They crossed all mountains and valleys without seeing the storm and heat to make me a person presentable in the society today"
This would be the most admirable of all human endeavors.

P.S: Old age is humanity’s greatest invention, and on an even deeper level, it invented us. Old age transformed the way our most distant ancestors gave birth, reared their young, lived together, and fed themselves. Later it propelled the development of culture, language, and society.
- WilliamThomas .

LOHPATHGAMINI....u will always b remembered :)

2008-01-20T02:16:00.000-08:00

THE TRAIN TRAIL

The days are still afresh in my mind when I got admission in DU and my college was about 60 km from my hometown. I had two options to commute of which one was through bus and another option was to travel by train, which was economical (and hence viable for meJ). It was a whole new experience to travel by trains (not the ones with padded seats and ac coaches). I have captured few experiences on my odyssey here.

I remember the days when I used to miss my train by few minutes (and sometimes seconds). I had to wait for more than an hour for the next local train to arrive.

I remember the day when I first boarded the LADIES compartment (which was no different from other compartments with guys flocking in and out and standing on the pavements on the either side of doors), the ladies knitting sweaters (I used to wonder which one is traveling faster: Their hands or the train) and exchanging recepies and girls flashing their nail paints, foot wears, bags, and other accessories.

I remember the days when I used to wonder that how the girls used to manage in such crowded places (with hardly any space to breathe) walking with their pointed heels on railway tracks.

I remember how the business actually connects with traveling. We used to purchase 5 pens (all with LEDs), 12 oranges and a wallet each for 10 bucks only.

I remember the beggars begging on the platforms and in trains. Their bhajans and filmi songs were quite comparable to any professional singer. They were made to sweep the floors (which remained all covered by groundnut coatings, wrappers of chips and biscuits and cigarette stubs, etc.)

I remember all the seven stations in between which were no less than the seven wonders on earth (including Azadpur, with myriad slums across the railway tracks!!!). Few of the most cherished experiences were: countless fields with beautiful shapes, flower gardens, farmers going to the fields, the fog settling on the panes of train, rivers and small bridges where our train used to gave a loud roar.

I remember the days when our train used to get late and sometimes cancelled too. And all the passengers (including all the students like me) used to sit on the railway tracks and shout slogans (& slangs!!) against railway authorities.

I remember the days when we used to pass our (not VERY precious) time on platform. I and my friends used to stand on weighing machines which were so rickety that every time we stand on it, it gave a loud whip.

I remember the days when we used to run to catch the train. We used to take shortcuts by passing below the goods trains (aka maal gaddi). It was there that I learned all the athletics (high jump, long jump, forward jump, backward jump, long race, flat race, etc.)

I remember the days when we used to travel on the doorsteps of the train (which according to my parents, was a high risk zone) enjoying the breath taking landscapes.

I remember the days when I used to reach quite late at my station amidst the deep darkness and with my parents flashing torch on each and every face in order to search me!

I remember those good old days when I made hundreds of friends (including many aunties and uncles).

I am missing that golden period of my life. I am missing that fun. I am missing my friends. I am missing my favorite train which never came on time…

sudoku: not just a game

2007-10-16T08:21:00.000-07:00

It is Spiritual Intelligence
Although, I have taken a leaf out of some articles published in some journal and newspaper (I know copywriting is always tampered with in India), but there is some leakage from my thinking tank too.

Our lingua franca is taking numeric turns. It’s no more alphabetic now. Absurd proposition…!!? Numbers are transforming the thinking patterns. Next time when you see people conversing 537902….76490211!!!! Don’t get confused. It is a new lingo; Sudoku lingo. The Sudoku fever is engrossing India and bugged and obsessed everyone from a ten year old to a bed ridden man who would be grappling hard to get his copy of newspaper to start his day with Sudoku. (As the morning tea is passé now)!!!! It touches everyone’s life.

But is it just a craze which is no more than a game and an unusual time killing tool..????

Let us first see what it is exactly—
SU means ‘single’ and DOKU means ‘number’. It is a crossword puzzle using numbers instead of words.

Rules!!!!: Simple- It consists of (as we all are aware) a 9x9 grid divided into nine 3x3 boxes in which a few numbers called “given” — the number of givens varies between 17 and 30. Unlike our old traditional crossword puzzles, it rules out any dependency on language skills. And this is the factor, why it is popular among all sects of our country and as it reduces the disparity between various groups of our country. Even a high school pass rustic fellow can defeat an all time scholar and a genius.

But you would be thinking that how does it connects us with spirituality? How can we relate it with our lives and, to be more precise, to our souls?

Let me compare our life game with this game:

The most interesting and fascinating thing about Sudoku is that the arrangement of the numbers is symmetrical. So even if you rotate the game by 1800, the pattern of the squares and hence the technique remains the same. This is applicable in life too. If things turn turtle, try to maintain the balance with same zeal, equanimity and poise.
In Sudoku, the technique is: keep eliminating the numbers that doesn’t fit in a particular box or grid. In life too, keep eliminating your faults in order to succeed.
The game of life and game of Sudoku are best played only with calmness and focused approach.
Sudoku demands tandem while filling in the rows, columns, grids, etc. Life demands simultaneous accomplishment of your duties towards your parents, teachers, society, environment and the planet as a whole.
Sudoku represents various complexities in the form of diagonal Sudoku, odd and even Sudoku, extended and even an overlapping Sudoku. Life too is full of intricacies and complex situation in the form of loss, failure, illness, death, etc.
In Sudoku, we always need some starting point to go ahead (we can never start with completely empty rows and columns). In life too, there are certain spiritual pillars which forms the foundation of our life, such as discipline, simplicity, solitude, silence, patience, faith, continuous struggle, etc.

Sudoku is all about creative, pattern recognizing, insightful, rule making, transformative thinking. This is nothing but spiritual intelligence.

The only subtle difference between Sudoku and life is, if you make a mistake in Sudoku, you can erase it and start the game again. But life is a game played only once, though; you can always learn lessons from your past mistakes and avoid them in future.