ever wondered.....

Ever wondered how it feels like walking with the mass but never realizing the same....ever wondered how the grains of sand go through your hand without "getting caught".....ever wondered why some songs never seem old .....ever wondered why sometimes you just want to be alone .....ever wondered why sometimes you just dont want to think anything...ever wondered why so many people just love to bitch about you at your back.....ever wondered why people hate mistakes....ever wondered why people love to gasconade.....ever wondered why money cant buy you everything.....ever wondered why opposites attract.......ever wondered why sometimes a strangers becomes such an integral part of you that you never realize that they were ever strangers in the first place....ever wondered why you sometimes expect from people whom you otherwise would have never expected....ever wondered why it just happens that people whom you are thinking about just manage to contact you through somewhere....ever wondered why you find life in almost everything you see around.....ever wondered why you hate.....or you love.....ever wondered....why you sometimes wonder...!!!!!....interesting.....i think wondering just happens....sounds so melancholic..!!!!!but i love this melancholy sometimes...!!!!

What a waste of time!!!!!

Yes literally it was.I wish I could get back those two hours of my life back.It was just because of this day that i missed out a night show of the movie Ghajni,thinking to stay focussed before this day.Well ,I am talking about the most bizarre of all exams: FMS( Faculty of Management Studies).The exam comprised 175 questions with just 120 minutes in hand,10 minutes of which was wasted because the seal of the question paper was broken :( :(.Although this is a management entrance exam, I doubt if the people setting this paper are MBAs in any form.This exam tests only two things: 

1.How well one can use unfair means to top the entrance exam

2.How well one can guess.

Well if you thought that it tests us in making quick decision then I doubt if I can ever be  a good manager.Managers should make correct decision not fast decisions,else there will be no difference between them and damagers

The overall lack of responsibilty on part of invigilator in delaying the answer sheet of mine and may be many like me  points out to the fact that these people need more management level training than we need.

Last but not the least. I think its high time we should file a case against FMS for destroying so many trees in our country.The test booklet comprised 64 worthless pages.Now multiply that by 40000( my rough estimate of number of people appearing for FMS).Thats whopping 2560000

( 2.56 millions) papers wasted.How many trees could have been saved? 

Not really a big mistake

Completed the third book of Chetan Bhagat:"the 3 mistakes of my life".Was a good read.Actually better than the previous one but not better than the first one.There are few things common in Chetan Bhagat's novels girls,sex and happy ending.Probably these are the highlights of his novel.The best part is that it gets completed in quick time even by someone like me who is a tortoise when it comes to reading.Few things which I couldnt digest about the story :

1.the entire trail of searching Govind from Singapore to Ahmedabad just on the basis of an email.Even for someone like Chetan(i assume he has tremendous contacts in Ahmedabad after all he is an IIM A alumnus) it would have been very dificult.

2.The heroic efforts of Ishan was over exaggerated.Kind of seen only in hindi movies.

3.Ali's" survival of fittest" incident when a trishul hits his wrist.How on earth a physically weak child can hit two shots back to back on someones temple , when it was already written that his wrist was badly injured.Moreover ,the precision of his shot was impeccable,was also hard to believe.

Overall it was a good passtime,but was not very convincing and below Chetan's standard. :(:(:(

I am sure this novel will also be made into a movie but just hope it doesnt have some stupid, low grade actor ,who only  knows to  bare his chest at the drop of a hat :):):)

3A or A3

Some funny incidents can never stop from happening :) I was on my way from Chennai to Bangalore on 21st November 2008,when one such incident happened.The ticket showed I had reserved a Class 3A berth,coach no B2 and seat no 8.But evrything that was on my mind was 3A as it was written in bold and was geting all the attraction in the ticket.Finally,when the train arrived I somehow found that there was no bogey no 3A.Instead there was a bogey numbered A3 and thanx to my imaginative class I thought the railways might have put the alphabets upside down.Very convincingly i boarded the train just to find out that it was an A class bogey.Instead of re-checking my ticket,I was very pleased that I got A class ticket at the price of 3Rd class one.Finally,sanity prevailed and I just managed to check the charts that were pasted just 3 minutes before train's schedule departure.And Wow..... I couldnt find out my name.Panick strikken ,I rushed toward TT who gave me a rather sarcastic look and told me that I should first read the e-ticket properly before boarding the train....

PS : 3A means 3rd Class AC and A3 means First class AC bogey no 3.

My work ..Day 2

ohhk.....let me begin by saying that it was a boring day altogether......no work not much calls either.....so through out the day I was surfing thru websites and trying 2 locate something good to read.Then suddenly the idea of updating the overall look and feel of my blog came into my mind.Then what , I started surfing net (mostly blogspot.com) and came in with some good deal of information on how to change the overall look n feel of  ur homepage.Moreover I also found Google Adsense quite useful in increasing the hits to ur website.And what else i earned 0.89$ for the day without doing much,,,,now that is some sort of smartness on my part!!!!!For people like me who are new to blogging world should go and register on https://www.google.com/adsense. You will find world of knowledge on how to improve your homepage.

My work ..day 1 begins here

I am planning to write on my new work and new job.This will be the first of many posts on my current experience.From blogging perspective this will be my first day @ work .For people ,just like me,who are new in this filled,will appreciate the fact that trading is not a kid's play.Atleast , I can proudly say that after today.Not because I had a lull day in office but just one call and one bad communication can make you go down in  people's eyes.This is what exactly happened when the person on other side of the phone said something , I heard something else and ended up creating a mess.This is why people lay so much emphasis on good listening skills.But again this mess was justified as I still think I was not the only one to be blamed.But yes, I will definitely learn to stretch my ears more , and more,till I get everything crystal clear.

What a day!!!!

What a day !!!!the most fascinating day of my weekly pass time has come to an end today,although not in the manner as I wanted.Yes,no real prize for guessing.Today , one of the most competetive exams in the world came to an end.Common Admission Test.Today , I can proudly boast of my desire to get into the IIMs.This is the my fourth attempt in CAT.Two things that hav'nt changed in these four years are the goosebumps that I get just before this exam and my performance in Data Interpretation ,popularly called DI .For people who are new to CAT,DI is one of the most dreaded sections in CAT(yes i sometimes love to be judgemental,kind of consoles me sometimes).Just before entering the examination hall ,so many things exploded in my mind, right from what would be my blog content for today to "shall I go to washroom now or after examination ".Exam was over in much a same fashion as it had been for so many years.I was satisfied with Quants and English section,but the dreaded DI haunted me again.I was so much pre-occupied with all these thoughts that i forgot to take back my moneybag.I rushed back to the college again and luckily found the invigilator who handed the money bag back, with a smile .Came home.Tension was just entering its peak and all the answers that I had marked were coming in front of me one by one.I began to analyse my paper,and guess what I. immediately pointed out that almost half the questions I did in DI were wrongly attempted.My dream of getting into IIMs got even further now.Sadly,this one section has been the tormentor of my MBA career.But perhaps with every loss you learn something new and I hope I see something in the coming days which will compensate for this loss.