Tuesday 22 August 2006

Placement time..

Well, I've been in college life since 5 years now and i can confidently say placement time is the most gruelling one.. Companies visit one by one to hire people.. The most reputed companies take only a few students, maybe only 2 or 3.. And thats the time confidences falter, gloom sets in minds, people starts walking with high hopes from themselves and slowly turn diffident.. Test went well, interviews went well, interviewer was impressed.. but yet, no job in hand gets very frustrating..
I've seen the ecstacy of people getting a well-paying jobs and seen the sadness in the eyes of those who were ousted.. and that too simultaneously.. I've seen people trying to show they are happy for their friend but yet somehow feels why not me? I've seen people criticising others for no reason.. But then i've also seen people genuinely feeling happy for frens and helping them as they move forward.. I've seen people consoling others to compose back.. I've seen so many emotions in just past week, i somehow feel it was like a movie..

Now, on a happier note, i have been offered job in symantec, pune in R&D.. The interview went on and on till 4 am today in the morning, by which time i was just happy to end the procedure, selection was just outta my mind.. I woke up at 7 am to get ready for another interview in another company,just in case i din get into symantec.. so now i am happily placed with a well-paying offer and a good job profile :)
( that was the reason for my absence from blogosphere in the last week.. i'll be visiting ur blogs again after i take a loooong nap now... :) )
Tuesday 15 August 2006

Happy independence day to all.. i

There are so many childhood memories attached to independence day.. There was so much of excitement at my home.. me n my brothers were up at 6 a.m. ( and which was not usual on an holiday :D) but that independenc day is always special.. for us its importance was not in terms of independence, it was because of kites..
A day before we were taken to a kite shop and were allowed to pick up 50 kites of any design n colour.. ( and mind you 50 were such a small number).. While we selected kites, my father would check out manja..Its the string with which kites are tied and the sharper, the better.. And whole night we'll attach white strings to kites.. which was not an easy task.. all strings should be of proper length otherwise kite wont fly properly.. it could sometimes go round n round in air, which was difficult to manage..
Next day, we were almost up alongwith the crack of dawn, which was a rare sight ;).. I was mostly given the task of holding kite at some distance and give it the initial upward thrust.. then i wd hold the charkhi and let my brother fly the kite.. He would usually hand it over to me for sometime, when there were no other kites surrounding ours..
And the real excitement was not in flying kites but in "pech ladana".. The long strings tangle up with a nearby kite, it is usually done deliberately.. now which ever person's strings snap was boo-ed by every one.. :) that was the fun part.. not only the winning person did that, but all the people who are flying their own kites would join in with whistles.. :)
Also we used to keep a long bamboo stick handy, in case a snapped kite cut from somewhere else moves over our roof.. it was duly caught and brought down.. Mostly, we used to fly around 100 kites that day.. and the hardest time was endured by our mom, who'd always be calling us down to have breakfast and lunch.. :)
This time around i am at my hostel and not at my home.. and my brother called me to say he is missing me cos there is no one to hold the charkhi.. :( i am missing kites now..
Tuesday 8 August 2006

living like this

Everything keeps moving here..
Everyone does something
thinking about their own lives
in their own shell

own interest is supreme
they come to me
say nice things
take away something

fooled me into thinking
they are my friends
and i should do anything for them
and i was happy to have them

One day i needed them too
they were busy in their own lives
why should they bother about my problem
they had much more important things to do

I was left alone in between
bewildered, what happened?
did something went wrong?
how will i ever know?

Life is an illusion i understood
nothing is what it seems to be
only a few genuine peices are there
and treasure them while u can

Thats all i learned from this
emotional turmoil i endured
made myself strong
Knew what life is all about in this damn world

This was a phase in my life.. around 2 yrs back.. now i have a few very good frens whom i know wont desert me in my distressed times.. but back then i was very lonely
Saturday 5 August 2006