20 Sept 2008

Time to ponder...

       
Instructions for life...

see for urself ... how each of the points is relevant to us...



8 Sept 2008

seemingly long night...


    This night seems so looong...tommorow we are having BFA paper and each and everyone in the hostel is planning a night out. Without this tommorows paper seems dificult to crack... And "Vandiphobia" is prominent among the topperzz of our batch... already we are half done in this paper ... errr I mean to say... most of us fighting for something more than 50% ... Lets see what Vandi has in store for us...
   goodnight...

7 Sept 2008

An excellent piece of Art..






An excellent piece of Art..


Look carefully you would find 10 national leaders

"10 vs 2" - my first attempt...

      Now this was for the very first time I started writing straight from the title... usually i do write title in the end. Guys I need  a Bravo for this... "bravo... bravo..."..... "Thank you...  I feel like ..O god  ... can't xplain it to you"    :)

To begin with... when we see ... 10 vs 2 ... obviously number of things come to mind... as if 2 players pitted against 10...etc  

Disclaimer: This is entirely a fiction. any resemblence with person living or dead is purely coincidence.
(all names used are fictional)
 
     But yesterday, when one of my freind while talking straight from his heart (It was just a sideaffect of the TO PASS-REQ MARKs...)came out with this comparison, it had a totally diferent meaning.  And it was more weird when he said it's not much about number but units attached it has grave consequence... Then he said   "It's 10 years Vs 2 months"  .  How weird !!!
   Any way...moving on.... Generally  in our chilhood,bedtime stories used to be granny's fairy tales... Now who says we have grown up... we still listen to fairy tales... but this time granny has been replaced by friends...  . Okie... AK continued with his story...which goes very long ... i'll cut it short for you... but starting has to be classic na... So here it goes...
   "Once upon a time... far away from the miseries of the world... there lived a guy Rahul. Rahul was happy with whatever he had.. he was living a dream life.He had a caring and loving girlfriend, Ratika. It was only two moths they had met and She had become his life. They were just happy being with each other. there was nothing called secrets among them. One day Rahul thinks of making it official relationship...He calls ratika " hey riti meet me at 4:30 at park".... And the story begins...
    As usual they met in a park... shared their daily chores "kya kiya aaj tumne, kya khaya... kya piya...medicine liya ya nahi ( now this is boring part , i was thinking... ye bhi koi sawal hai,aur kuch aur nahi puchh sakta tha... tu propose karne gaya hai ya dadi amma banne...anyway let's see what happened further...) " Ratika was smiling when he said "I love you ratika and i want to marry you". She knew ... one day they would reach this stage when they had to decide about their lives.  She said Okie give me some time I'll ask my dad.
    Four days passed no news yet ... rahul was restless, he called her daily without fail but someway or the other he could not talk to her. then rahul approached ratika's best friend Arshi. They had a long conversation... but no result he was still not able to get info about her. Arshi could see restlessness in rahul and she says" rahul why dont we meet tommorow, I'll have your answer by then".
     Next day  Rahul reached park one hour earlier.  "There she comes in red .... wait who is she... Arshi told to meet me here... O god this is ratika.. i should have guessed it, 'red' is her favourite color". Ratika comes she sits on the side bench. Rahul was silent... was he? He had lot to say but he felt his mouth shut as if it had been sealed...He could see, her face was dried, he could hear the sadness in her voice but what was she saying... He tried to listen carefully ... "I talked to dad... he said...  this cant be done...And rahul I could not say anything... I know i love you too but My dad is my life and I can't live without him....sorry!!!"  Rahul was like he had just been cut alive into pieces. She continues " Rahul there is one more thing that i want you to know... I had a crush on a guy. It was long time back. He loved me, cared for me and even proposed me once... I had started to like him... but he didn't have good image in my dad's eyes...We studied together in school and college. And he lived next to our apartment. We dated for almost 10 years. but then all came to an end when he called on dad asking permission to marry me.
    Rahul was lost. He could see the good blue sky whirling round him, birds flying high in a slow motion, cool pleasent breeze carrying the leaves as if playing with them...how beautiful !!! .He didn't know how to respond. Whom to pity, to myself, or to that guy( who is happily married and now runs his own business) or to this girl ( who does not know what she is doing to herself... living life  half dead... smiling but crying  inside as to make up with every smile).... 
    Ratika said "rahul i know whats going on with you but then it's same here... i didn't know it would end like this... anyway we can be friends always..."   rahul... rahul..raaahulll. are you okiiieee.....yeahhh I'm fine.fine... okie... yeah we can be friends... can i still talk to you on phone?   yeah sure !... thankyou... Chalo bbye have to go.. mummy would be waiting... bbye...
      Rahul sat indifferently on the field. He could not think of anything except  why she said this story today.. When she didn't tell me yet ...she could have never told me... then why? ... He didn't realize he had got , what she wanted to tell... It was 10 years Vs 2 months... No comparison at all... he was happy as if enlightened under the tree Like Budhha... He strolled back his hostel... thinking " no comparison... 2 months is toooooo a small period compared to 10 long years..."
    


6 Sept 2008

Madam nahi hai...

    As usual we went  to a nearby chai shop for our evening snacks and tea. After being contented we planned to buy some food stuffs. We went to the adjoining shop. It could neither be described as a supermarket nor as a small kirana shop. We had enough cash for the purchase but these guys were not buying... they were in fact stocking (as if we are to face tsunami here in chennai ) . 
"Sorry! sir, we dont give discount" ... "hmmmm..."  While paying cash we found that we have ran out of cash...Then suddenly one of my friend sighed relief at the sight of "We accept VISA card"... "chalo achha hai..." . 

5 Sept 2008

Ande Ka fundaaaaa

   Why is Sectional Marking scheme applied in so many of MBA colleges? At the beginning i didn't understand this. But as the mid term appraoches and mid term marks and hell lot of other marks, which myself dont know when did I write all these papers, come it is becoming seemingly clear. It's all to f@#$ the guys. At the end we come to know the for pass u want atleast 75% marks. How the hell do u think a person who managed only 40% in all these internal tests can manage to get this barrier crossed. A guy who managed to get 44% in in the internal comes running to me and puzzles me with all these calculations... He sighs ... wow i need only 22 to pass . But he ran out of wind when he realized that it was out of 30 and when making it to 100 he needs 73.3 marks to passs....  man!!  this is too much.... 

Even I think what am to do now... i dont feel like reading any of these subjects particularly which hit almost everybody( save for some really brilliant guys). And then I sit hereto vent out my frustration...


Lakshay - I

Let me start this post with a request. Don't ask me why I titled this page as Lakshay and tha too part I , as to I would write another part ending it at trilogy as is the norms in Hollywood. I dont have answer to this query. May be you can figure it out youself ...
Its almost three months here at liba. 1st trimester is about to over in a few days. But i don't know what made me to do a course in MBA. People reading this would hardly be surprised about this notion of mine. 'What this guy is to do in future?' That's a question, answer to which is still hazy to me. A distant dream to start my own company someday, may be. But when someone asks me.... 'So u plan to start a company, which kind of comapny you have in mind?'-- I stand clueless... This, infact reminds me of the first half of the movie 'Lakshay' when the actor has no purpose ... he meanders, he enjoys, has no tension, thinks that he's right and all others wrong. And for the sake of doing something he wants to do MBA in some foreign Insti or to join Army . He is unclear, or to quote the actress ' the word is lakshay- you dont have lakshay in life'. When I see this movie ( which I've done countless number of times) I feel attahed to this guy. May be I felt the same sometime.
When my frnds enquire me as to where am I. They present a uncanny face on hearing the name LIBA. Being a seemingly intelligent (pun intended) student they expected, I may join some IIM, hardluck !!! (thats what many of us who couldn't make it to IIMs feel). No matter I am happy with what i got. I have heard it several times, you ought to be happy with what you get untill and unless you get what you wanted. So i felt fist option is okie with me. But this doesn't make me loser.... does it... some would say Yes and some No.

The actor did find his Lakshay, but m still in search of it....

2 Sept 2008

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