Life is in a funny phase. (Even though it's not so obviously funny, I'm so sure it will be in hindsight a few months from now, I might as well put the adjective already!) So, as I was saying, life is in this phase, which sorta resembles funny, vaguely. It's incredibly lazy for one, and the laziness is incredibly comfortable two, and three, even when things happen, it mostly doesn't feel "real". (Oh! Did that happen or was it a part of my 12 hour long dream?) So all in all, confusions not withstanding, and painful emotional trials kinda-withstanding, "good" sounds like a good word.
So, why should I blog about this? Isn't it like boring? Sure as hell, which is what I will use an excuse to whoever hasn't already slept off reading this, as to why I don't blog often these days. (I do read my regular basket ful, though) Or why do I write "short sweet quickies" more often than not, as a friend calls them. (I can't understand his objection though, short is easy on the eye, sweet is good for non-diabetics, and who minds a quickie anyway?!) Anyhow, the update is that placements start December 1, and so in kinda 2.5 weeks from now, I can start practising shots at jobs like darts in the dark. Or in semi-darkness. Going as the only 4 shortlists I have in hand thus far are on Dec 1, and doing some complicated maths ( probability! IITD ->best engg school, awesome analytical skills blah blah blah) there is a 50% probabiltiy (Approx) that I can get a job that day and become a elitist, self-obsessed and suspiciously retarded consultant like L, Doc, Sparki, Laura and so so so many others around me. (and they thought advice was for free...hmph!) Good thing? No! It means I must break my slumber daily (peacefully established by 5th-yr extra dose of inertia + lack of interest in classes + lack of real work) to go and practice "thinking and talking(more or less, hopefully both coordinated)" with other hapless souls.
And while on L, since he drove me out of his room (ha! his room...more like a store of unopened suitcases and cartons (since months) and empty shelves where he somehow managed to sleep) which I was trying to convince him to clean so it looked like someone lived there (even if it was L! (I partically succeeded, for the record)). On top of it, he asked me not to come to his (actually, theirs...Doc Psycho and (Respectably L's) Shakti live there too) home because I drive him out of his laziness (and threaten to confiscate his phone) DESPITE the fact that I cooked him (all of them, for the record) Aloo Paranthas for dinner less than an hour ago! On top of even that, he called me tez, Fast, Shrewd and Manipulative! To cut a long story short, if I die before the next time I visit their place, you know who cursed! :D
Blabber apart, India beat Oz 2-0 not too long ago and I wanted to write a few things, but I'd let you imagine yourself. Insert something senti for Kumble, bravely appreciative for Ganguly, defence for Rahul Dravid, deference for Sachin, indifference to Dhoni's luck, one pat for Watson, one unkind remark for Ponting and an afterthought of a sigh for VVS and some others. You get the picture, right?
And oh, wish me luck. Exams presentations jobs and all the usual... :)
Take care (if you're still reading (just in case (yes, I love brackets today)))
So, why should I blog about this? Isn't it like boring? Sure as hell, which is what I will use an excuse to whoever hasn't already slept off reading this, as to why I don't blog often these days. (I do read my regular basket ful, though) Or why do I write "short sweet quickies" more often than not, as a friend calls them. (I can't understand his objection though, short is easy on the eye, sweet is good for non-diabetics, and who minds a quickie anyway?!) Anyhow, the update is that placements start December 1, and so in kinda 2.5 weeks from now, I can start practising shots at jobs like darts in the dark. Or in semi-darkness. Going as the only 4 shortlists I have in hand thus far are on Dec 1, and doing some complicated maths ( probability! IITD ->best engg school, awesome analytical skills blah blah blah) there is a 50% probabiltiy (Approx) that I can get a job that day and become a elitist, self-obsessed and suspiciously retarded consultant like L, Doc, Sparki, Laura and so so so many others around me. (and they thought advice was for free...hmph!) Good thing? No! It means I must break my slumber daily (peacefully established by 5th-yr extra dose of inertia + lack of interest in classes + lack of real work) to go and practice "thinking and talking(more or less, hopefully both coordinated)" with other hapless souls.
And while on L, since he drove me out of his room (ha! his room...more like a store of unopened suitcases and cartons (since months) and empty shelves where he somehow managed to sleep) which I was trying to convince him to clean so it looked like someone lived there (even if it was L! (I partically succeeded, for the record)). On top of it, he asked me not to come to his (actually, theirs...Doc Psycho and (Respectably L's) Shakti live there too) home because I drive him out of his laziness (and threaten to confiscate his phone) DESPITE the fact that I cooked him (all of them, for the record) Aloo Paranthas for dinner less than an hour ago! On top of even that, he called me tez, Fast, Shrewd and Manipulative! To cut a long story short, if I die before the next time I visit their place, you know who cursed! :D
Blabber apart, India beat Oz 2-0 not too long ago and I wanted to write a few things, but I'd let you imagine yourself. Insert something senti for Kumble, bravely appreciative for Ganguly, defence for Rahul Dravid, deference for Sachin, indifference to Dhoni's luck, one pat for Watson, one unkind remark for Ponting and an afterthought of a sigh for VVS and some others. You get the picture, right?
And oh, wish me luck. Exams presentations jobs and all the usual... :)
Take care (if you're still reading (just in case (yes, I love brackets today)))
12 comments:
I am not elitist. And only a little self-obsessed. In a healthy way.
And let my contribution to the aloo paranthas not go unnoticed. Those aloos don't peel themselves, you know.
all da best for ur placements .... hope u become one of the elitist consultants ... and yaa i 'll bit of sel 0bsession is warranted in life ....just to correct... india won 2-0 and not 2-1 :)
Hey there.. best of luck with ur interviews.. hope u get 1 where u can continue with ur laziness ;)
All the best for your 'Exams presentations jobs and all the usual'.....
Let me assure you that, if you are lazy now,you will be lazy^3 once you are placed...
And you will njoy it too...
Best of luck :)
btw, 2nd last para mast tha ekdum
@doc.. how can u be elitist.. all you do is peel aloos and wash dishes :P :P, what's so elitist about that, eh?
like this post. very much. :)
@quintoo: Wash dishes? WASH DISHES!?? I don't do that much either ... see how much I try not to be elitist?
Am relatively new to your blog but have already become abig fan...you write really well. As for this post, best of luck for your upcoming placement interviews! hope you get whatever you want...
Oh, well.. Doc's brackets were funnier in that recent post :P
And, Good luck for everything! Even the word verification for this comment says 'Flyistan'! :)
All the best:)
Same is the situation for me....exams will hardly get over when project presentations start, they will hardly get over when placements start........where is the time to prepare to get a job????
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Good luck with the job!! Write lots about it! :)
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