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What is so funny about CAT?

CAT 2007

2nd last of Sunday, every year,for the last three years has unfolded a different kind of drama for me. It is that day when I rub my eyes and wake up to the sweet sound of my alarm which takes me by surprise ,because it had never been SET to do so, in the last one year. Anyway, the drama continues as I rush to the loo, take my shower and get dressed in 5 minutes flat,only to realise that I haven't brushed me teeth. All this rush is just because I don't wanna get my ass kicked out, well before the IIMs do so. No idea about the venue whatsoever, I rush to the autostand to find out 5 auto-drivers debating over the Indian team performance and who should be the next Indian skipper.
Indeed,cricket is a religion.I somehow manage to convince one of the drivers to rush me to the exam venue and I managed to get there in time.

The drama gets a bit more interesting once we reach the venue. The intensity in the carbon-framed eyes, the girls biting nails and the sheer effort just to check out the seating arrangement on the blackboard. Aah! it gives me a gush of nostalgia how it used to be in school(Engg. was a different story altogether).I think to myself, approximately 1000 people are appearing from this venue out of which apparently,only 0.01% might get through which itself is quite an optimistic estimation.The gates open and we all enter making perfectly streamlined queues to avoid pushing and pulling, and well clashes of groins.Sorry. The utter confusion in the eyes searching for the right building, the right floor, the right classroom and then,it boils down to the right desk. You just got to be there to experience the FUN. Given the intelligent guy that I am, got my seat at the first try. Seated at the 3rd desk from both front and back in the 3rd row from the desk. A combination of 3-3-3.9 hasn't been quite a lucky number for me.

The twist in the tale starts when a girl sits down in the 4th row, at 180 degrees to me,ie at the 3rd desk.Add to that, a burgunty dyed gal enters the classroom, and of all places, she is destined to sit right infront of me,on the 2nd desk of the 3rd row. I have a very sensitive nose, and well, I can smell her Garnier Fructis. I think to myself,GOSH! my CAT is screwed. I lean to get her name from her ADMIT CARD and I managed to do so.Yippeee! Just when I tried to ger number, my guilty conscience rebuked me to get back to my exam frame of mind and remember the reminder theory. Phtphtpht!!!!!! (Fill that up with the worst abuse you can think of!)

The drama isn't done yet. The invigilators are distributing the answersheets, and over the speakers installed in the classroom, the supervisor announces ,"Invigilators, ARE YOU OVER WITH THE DISTRIBUTION?". I laughed out my intestines. That silly lady doesn't know ,it's only one way! The laughter stopped and I realised in embarassment that the entire classroom was staring at me ,including my Garnier Fructis lady! Whoopsie Daysies! All this embarassment dissolves in a mobile ringing just behind me.Thank Sweet mother of Lord. The invigilator instructs strictly,"Switch OFF your mobile phones and keep it at the Front Desk". Someone doesn't trust the front desk. And well he keeps it on the top of the class cupboard. Hmm. The guy whose mobile was ringing, asks, "Ma'am,what about my wallet?" I can't take the drama anymore further. It's time for me to concentrate. The bell has rung, and its time to open the Question Paper. Aah. I've got set 3-3-3. 9 isn't my lucky number.

P.S. I screwed it all up. English:46,DI:26,QA:12
Breaking News: Sujoy is officially out of the CAT race.

Screw CAT 2007

CAT 2007

So, am sitting on the other side of Nov 18th and like every year after D-Day, I am not happy. I am over and done with it. The annual fest we call CAT is through for me and I have planned to call it quits. With a whole baggage of pretty ugly realizations. The thing is if I plan for CAT again next year, ie 2008, if at all I get through, I'd be able to get admissions in 2009, and well pass out in 2011. Just don't want to pass out in the next decade. That sounds awful. So awful! Anyway, it is my fault that I didn't take it that seriously.So what's next? GMAT! GMAT! GMAT! The GMAT blog is on and shall be a regular post on this blog.

Wish me luck my fellas! I beg of you.

GMAT Blog:Post 1

With only 24 hours left to Nov 18th 2007,10 am,IST, ie D-Day,Holocaust, or as we know the annual festival of CAT, which I'm appearing for the umpteenth time, all my hopes seem to go down the municipality drain. For one, I'm not studying any formulas now, and am busy blogging. This is simply put,ridiculous. I can really imagine,how 150,000-200,000 Indian brains(speculative figure) right now are pondering over their small compendium that they might have constructed by now with some quick reference notes which might consist of divisibility rules, important square roots, reciprocals, numbers and well, frequented words from Barron's. But hardly do they know that only only a mere 10% of them are going to get their buttocks on the seats they want to.The rest 90%, are either coming back next year, as every year that I do, or probably if they are a Software Engineer,ask their managers to send them onsite(ie abroad,which in most cases is US,UK), or well perhaps settle down for other options like joining some other B-School rated lower in the (B-School)list. For me, well, after almost lots and lots of introspection and turbulent brainstorming and soul-searching, I have finally decided to give GMAT a shot(which I had previously planned to appear in October).
To quote Freddie Mercury:

.....This time I think it's for real,
....I want to Break Free

And well this series of post which will bugging the blogosphere from this mad author, will be the chronicles of his GMAT preps, his techniques, his test results, and well, success/failure rates, etc.etc.etc. WISH ME LUCK. Fingers Crossed.

P.S. I have decided to write GMAT in January last week.

Pic Courtesy:juicedus

Cien sonetos de amor

If there is anyone who has been able to put Love on paper completely, that'd be Pablo Neruda.
I can fight for it. Read this and become a believer.

Ay, amar es un viaje con agua y con estrellas,
con aire ahogado y bruscas tempestades de harina:
amar es un combate de relámpagos
y dos cuerpos por una sola miel derrotados.

In English, it translates to---

Ah, Love is a voyage with water and a star,
In drowning air and squalls of precipitate bran.
Love is a war of lights in the lighting flashes,
Two bodies blasted in a single burst of honey..

Protest for Nandigram

We are Indians. We take pride in our democracy. And my head bows down with shame when it comes to talk of the events that have swept the nation last weekend. While the entire nation was busy celebrating Diwali ,innocent people at Nandigram,West Bengal were met with what can only be termed barbaric. And yes, this is still, what we'd all forget soon, coz it was yesterday's headlines. Is it really that easy for us to forget? What if it was to happen with our own dear ones,our own families? For those who aren't aware of the entire Nandigram chapter, go to this link here. Do human lives come that cheap, or has the industrialist veil blindfolded the human eye and filled it with the insatiable thirst for wealth at the cost of anything,even the life of his own brother? Let us all protest against this brutality and join forces and make our leaders notice that it is we who build this Nation. As a sign of this protest, let us all put up a black image as the one above, on our blogs,websites, social media profiles etc. Let us make them know, that " Cholche ..Cholbei...ekhon aar..Cholbe Naa"( Has been going so, Will go in the same way.....It won't go so anymore!!!!").

Lost in Thought

I have the envelope in my hand and it makes me wonder
Is it for me or was it meant for me to post?
I stand at the stairs , and I now hear a thunder
Was I climbing up or going down, all my memories lost!

And I open my bag searching for something
Something...Which I don't even know
There are times when I lie down on my bed
Knowing not if I'm resting or getting ready to Go

I can see the traffic signs,I can hear the police whistles
No doubt, my senses are fine
I can push a car, I am strong enough
But oh Lord! I miss my mind

What happened to me just moments ago
Seems vaporising in the thin air
I have no idea where I came from
And into the shining sun I stare

GPL! you know

My colleague getting GPL for his Birthday. Won't mention names coz its extremely confidential and calssified information.

Baby attitudes..not Babe,mind you!

Just watch it alright. 0% photoshop,100% fun.Life is more amusing than Photoshop sometimes.

You wanna piece o' me? Huh! The next Tyler Durden.

Funny..huh!! You find this funny.You Punk..you scum bag...Clever guy?

And this tops the chart..I tell you he is the next Marlon Brando.

Pics Courtesy: Laney G

The Wheels Ride

the worlds movin, but on really slow feet
tryin to keep time, but its missin a beat
an ol' movie set in black n white
I wanna paint it in speed

dont let even the wind set the pace
overtake your fears and set the chase
gotta make every moment a raceday out here
i leather my skin, i get ready to race

.........
and theres that sign ahead that says go slow
never cared to know what it means
have seen them lights all red n yellow
but the only colour i dig is greeeen
..........

sand in my face, I smoke up my ride
kicking up dust, I got leather in my stride
wheels on fire, you better watch your side
am leavin out a trail, for I'm not the one to hide

No black dog to quench my thirst
i live by the fuel, i swear by the thrust
so dont you think of trailin me honey
coz you know you'd wind up eatin dust

dont step up the gas to get high on the tide
jus loads of adrenaline to fuel my ride
and its easy to say if I ve been this way or other
coz everywhere I go, I burn my name with rubber

.......
and theres that sign ahead that says go slow
never cared to know what it means
have seen them lights all red n yellow
but the only colour i dig is greeeen

.......
sand in my face, I smoke up my ride
kicking up dust, I got leather in my stride
wheels on fire, you better watch your side
am leavin out a trail, for I'm not the one to hide

(then sudden change to slow stuff ... :D)

I love it in the wrong lane
I live it in the fast lane
and you tell me to be nice n proper
but sometimes I need to be insaaaaane.......


Written by: Abhishek Jha(a.k.a. Jhinga, the no-drugs rockstar) ..pure ownage.\m/
Music in the making..thanks to Audacity for being Open Source.
Groupies are always welcome.We take utmost care of the Groupies.

The Rock Song

I slide my fingers on the strings, and play the chord E
I wanted to play a song, but there is a problem you see
I only know a few chords, one of them being E
A is the other chord I know, but I use it when I am happy..

So I have my dear friend on the guitars to play
Coz, I'll be on the vocals instead, and let him do the leads
I dont know how this song is going to be when we finally play
Will it be thrashed by the audience, or will it be here to stay

Ahhhhhaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahaahah


Let the drum roll in...
Let the bass slap in...
Let the lead kick in...
Let my vocals fly ....highhhhhh.....highhhhhh...highhhhhh....

Let the crowd jump in
Let the rhythm movin
Let the music flowin
Let the throats get dry dry dryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy



This is the rock song, I always wanted to write...
About a war may be, about a bitch or just a mere fight,
But it doesn't matter if I am still confused of my lyrical height
All that matters is the music we play should be tight
tight tight tight tight....

fucking tight....fucking tight...fucking tight,,

Ahhhhhaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahaahah


Let the drum roll in...
Let the bass slap in...
Let the lead kick in...
Let my vocals fly ....highhhhhh.....highhhhhh...highhhhhh....

Let the crowd jump in
Let the rhythm movin
Let the music flowin
Let the throats get dry dry dryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy,

10 Q's 10 A's

I came across this site here,which posted 10 questions to ask oneself everyday. Needless to say, these questions are mostly for those
who are as mad a blogger like me. I am just trying to find the answers and jot them down. Let's see how I fair.

The Morning Power Questions

1. What am I happy about in my blogging life right now?

-Hmm.Tough one to start with.I have been blogging for almost two years now. I have been utterly lazy at times and there have been times when I have been not blogging for almost 5 months at a stretch. So the most happy thing in my blogging life right now is that I am back,and am posting almost regularly. I am writing much more, may be better than before.

2. What am I excited about in my blogging life right now?

-Getting comments,good and bad.Getting visitors. To get to see the readers on MyBlogLog and BlogCatalog etc. To see people stumbling on my posts. That's a high. Well, also seeing my adsense balance going higher.LOL

3. What am I proud about in my blogging life right now?

-That apart from Techkeyla(which is a tech site, and I derive information,not steal, from many sources)I write original stuff. There are many bloggers out there who recycle stuff just for the sake of ..I really don't know why. But I write my own stuff.Makes me proud.

4. What am I grateful about in my blogging life right now?

-I am grateful that no one thought of the domain names that I have.LOL. I am grateful to flickr,yahoo,apple,microsoft,...but above all I am grateful to Google.


5. What am I enjoying most in my blogging life right now?

-I enjoy when people at my workplace come up to me asking how the movie was coz they know I blog about movies, and they come up to me asking for the latest news from Ubuntu and Leopard and iPhone.That's a high


6. What am I committed to in my blogging life right now?

-To myself. I need to write for myself first and I do it everyday. And I love it.

The Evening Power Questions

1. What have I given today? In what ways have I been a giver through my blog today?

-I have given a lot of weird stuff, a lot of problems for people to try to read and understand a complex 50 ounces which is my brain.

2. What did I learn from blogging today?

-A lot. See I read wikipedia everyday.So you do the math.

3. How has today added to the quality of my blogging life?

-Everyday is a new classroom session. Ok, the philosophy has started to suck on . So I'll stop.
What did I do today. I proof read a 190 paged report of my client. I made 3 documentations and I edited 13 slides. I monitored 5 application websites for 15 minutes each, 5 times after lunch. And I listened to Norah Jones and Aerosmith all day long. Definitely added to the quality of my blogging life. What u say?

4. How can I use today as an investment in my future blogging?

-WTF is this question? C'mon shut up , go home and sleep. I can already see my readers opening up their condom packs, filling water in them and throwing them at me to shut me up from answering to this philosophical crap.

I swear I won't take such surveys anymore.

dUMBTube

The camera flashes and the red carpets
The tube shows the psychopaths and the wannabe starlets
The dark subways and the crime busted sage
hidden cameras and spy cam footage
Grabbing everyone's eyeballs is that what's it about
Hold on,this was supposed to be News , not everyone's place to SHOUT

Calm down Mayawati, or you'll choke to death
The jungle is filled with equal beasts, and as I said
calm down, you'll all get your chance to feed
Upon your favorite feast , the vocal lead
Look,learn from Mr.Vajpayee
not from the other guys who shout so high
How he makes his point so clear
But his speech has a lag of 5 mins, I fear

Anyway I was talking about News
But it only seems to get dumbed down by dumbass views
Look at Rajat Sharma's 'mole' India TV
Looks like Sex-Ed classroom for u to see
Breaking News :Rakhi Sawant back in Big Brother
Can we dumb down even further
.....to be continued...( you want it to,don't you?)

PIC Courtesy: Abhiroop

Buffalo Theory

(In an episode of 'Cheers',Cliff is seated at the bar describing the BUFFALO THEORY to his buddy,Norm. I don't think I have ever heard the concept better explained than this.)

............Well, you see Norm,its like this. A herd of buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo.And when the herd is hunted,it is the lowest and the weakest ones at the back that are killed first.This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole,because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members.

In much the same way,the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Now,as we know,excessive intake of alcohol kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way,regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells first,making the brain a faster and more efficient machine.And that,Norm, is why you always feel smarter after a few beers.

Maggi Spice

We all know what has been our staple food for all this years. At the wee hours when we used to prepare for our Semester exams, when the mess was closed,what was that used to simmer on our room-heaters, and still continues to be an integral part of our breakfast, our skipped lunches, and our retreat when the Bai ditches us. It's the yellow packeted ,Red logoed, Slurpy set of two noodles that have bound me for all these years. Simple to make, yummy to swallow, hot on the tongue, I really don't care the nutrition value. The best flavor; Regular Masala. Add some red chill powder, or throw in your own recipe with some fried onions and may be mashed omelette, bam! we have a killer dish. Serve hot with some tomato sauce. Shaanti for the soul. That's what we call it.

Free Speech

I found this article on a webpage linked here. It left me thinking the whole night.
I really got lost in thought with a feeling so numb. I should just stop saying anything further and let you know what I am going to.Well as the title suggests, I am talking about Free Speech. Why is it so important?Why speak up about things which do not directly hit you? Why speak up at all?Perhaps Pastor Martin Neimoller's view in one version of his quote will answer that question.
He supported the Nazis until he realized, too late, what they were really about and was sent to Dachau concentration camp.He was one of the fortunate to be freed and live until 1984.

this version thanks to information researched at Liverpool Community College
and by University of California Santa Barbara Professor Harold Marcuse

Somewhere in the middle of the night

Somewhere in the middle of the night
I wake up to an extreme fright
From the call of the black cat on the road
Or is it someone calling from the heavenly abode
My roomies are fast asleep
I can hear him snoring , his sleep is bloody deep
...there's no sign of sleep in me
Aah.....how about watching some TV
I switch on the tube..and crap.. there is some
Weird Weird Ad of the Devgans for Tata Indicom
...F$#%K...*******
All my rhymes are gone bust.....

What is the need of the Devgans trying to act like the perfect homemakers trying to sell washing machines, to micorwaves and now cheap-local rate mobile phone carriers, wait a sec...is that the former queen of Bollywood trying to sell....ahem ahem..a USB Based Internet Connection device? Yes, tht's her for sure. Well you may say, if Soumitro Chatterjee can sell Livoguard..why not Kajol ? Yeah, u win.

Broken Heart

I tried to be your love, but you put me to shame
I am now drowned in tears, I hv no one to blame
I hug my kness and cry, coz I don't hv u with me
Love, it was all an illusion which I couldn't see

'Twas the month of September, I remember the day
I was working at my desk, just another Friday
I hear a call ringing, the time was 3:40
U said" I love you, Do u Love me?"

And then you said about the night before
How you couldnt sleep, and loved me to the core
You said your love was insane and crazy
Love, it was all an illusion which I couldn't see

Time went by and its been a year
But to me the love is still so dear
But for you its just an anniversary day
The love is gone and the feeling's faded away
You took me for granted, how many times
I gave you my love, I gave you all that was mine
But when I wanted my love from you
You'd only say"My Love is true"
Love aint about the "Love"score
I see in your eyes you dont love me no more

I guess this is how it was meant to be
For all my love, and insanity
To end up in my tears as I hug my knee
Love, it was all an illusion which I couldn't see