My Ordinary Life

Its always the same, just being very ordinary all the time. And thats why there is a new addition in my list of failures - promise to myself of blogging atleast once a month. Even when I remembered at times, I didn't write in August. Anyways being ordinary is like a coin with failure on one face and hope on other. So I hope "next year" I would make every month appear on my blog.

About life, I think the twist and turns of time are still going on with something or the other not letting us relax. Oh God! I reminisce the last year so much. Life was so cool and relaxed! And now its just the opposite, but I hope the tide will subside. And if not then there is no harm in hoping :)

With the waves of mind not meaning to stop, they took me to the comparison of different tensions and sufferings of different people. Last night before sleeping unfortunately I switched on the news, and there was a huge blow to my sleep with a ban on outsourcing in Ohio. And that was the biggest tension of the day. It made my morning a little off mood and I skipped the gym again.This is the great 'I', who cannot go to gym off mood!!

And today evening again on 'Headlines Today' there was a debate going on the same. Then flipping the channels, I saw Barkha Dutt holding a debate on the ongoing trouble in 'Jammu & Kashmir' which suddenly made me realize that this lady is holding a debate or an interview or a Group Discussion for this from many days. And every time i stumble on any such discussion I felt sad about the situation but never much concerned. And today, I dont know why but may be to divert myself from our situation, I ended up thinking a bit more about the place which was once called the heaven on earth. And from what I know I think the people there irrespective of their religion have suffered a lot. There unlike us the battle is not for a better earning but for a better and respectful living. There even the generation old natives have to roam with an ID card in hand. If you are a Muslim you fear of being a militant suspect and if you are a Hindu you fear of being militant target. There is no such thing called democracy and a lot more which we do not know or do not care to know.

You know what, thinking all this I am still not concerned but only relaxed. Because now I know I am having a good life!

The failure of understanding the gravity of situation and extracting hope out of it is my ordinary guy coin. Seriously being ordinary is such a nice excuse for everything!! Its a good night blog!!

Namma Bengaluru..

Its 7'o clock in the morning and I have just got up. When its mid of the July and the country is panting in the simmering heat of the dreadful summer, It took me 5 minutes to leave the warmth of my blanket. Looking out of the window, I found that bangalore is wet in the sweet morning drizzle.

What a City!!! Climate, People and the city in itself is special! Five Years in this city and I am loving and living every part of it.The City where the temperature is always pleasant that on most of the days you can go for a walk at 2:00 pm, Where you grow a friend circle so cosmo that you get to know the customs of people all across India. The place full of gardens and lakes that can make your evenings special. And more over it has so many weekend gateways near by that you can always make a plan at the last moment and have a memorable weekend.

At some point of time I might have to leave this city but I or I should say We (She and I) always intend to be a Bangalorean. :-)

For the sake of blogging!

While writing the first blog of this year I thought I will write atleast one blog per month. Though the series of unexpected and undesired events taking place in my life from the past one month has not left any desire in me to blog rite now, I write this blog just for the sake of blogging for the month. :)

Not that I am going through the worst of times but some decisions have certainly gone wrong with a topping of some family emergencies. And in the effort to set things right and back to normal, I dont tend to concentrate on anything else.

I wonder whether to accredit this phase to my fate or my decision or to both. Whatever it is, but with all the tension and exertion I enjoy it too. I just hope to fix all of this before my mixed emotions turn to complete frustration!

How we got duped....

Sitting in Office in my notice period, I dont have anything to do. So I thought I will write my experience of taking a Holiday Resort membership -> the tale of being conned which has a happy ending.

So One day, a few months before our marriage, she got a call from the holiday resort named "Highland Holiday Homes" claiming that she had won a very good gift. She won it in a lucky draw done by the resort for some of the chosen mobile numbers but the condition was that she had to come with her family/spouse. Excited on the prospect of getting a gift that can be utilized by us after our marriage and which can cut our expense of buying atleast one item, she called me and told about the call. I had already heard of these kinda calls from different resorts which call people telling that they have won some gifts and persuade them hard in buying the membership of their resort.

I was reluctant to go but she insisted and i thought "Am i so gullible?? I cant be so easily duped so why am i afraid to go??". Thinking this we decided to go there on the date we were invited. That day wasn't eventless. My bike was towed away in front of me, we walked atleast 3 kms in search of the traffic police station, shelled out 300 Rs as fine and towing charge and after all these hiccups we finally reached to the "Highland Holiday Homes" office.

There was a receptionist who directed us to a mezzannine floor where they had some counter like structure. Some 6 counters were there and there were executives impeccably dressed on each of them. One of them greeted us and pulled out chairs for us. And then he told us about the gift which was a voucher to visit one of their resort for some 5 days at a reduced cost. Before he started the next sentence I am sure that the Item which was deleted from her buying list was added again :).

After that he showed us the brochure which was full of beautiful pictures of some 5 star or 7 star resorts. At each "No" of mine for buying their membership that guy told me one more benefit of taking the membership.. and then there was a moment when the benefits told were so high in number that my firmness of not taking the membership diluted. At that moment I saw into her eyes and there was no firmness left, as like me, she also started seeing the dreams of going to such great resorts and enjoying. May be we could go to one of these resorts for our honeymoon. And the next moment they took my credit card and before i knew it was swiped for 25k.

Coming out of their office my heart felt that that was not the right decision and something is wrong. But i kept consoling myself thinking the benefits told by that guy. In a day or two, she searched on internet about this resort and the blogs full of complaints and bad experiences were returned first than the site of "Highland Holiday Homes". And then we certainly knew that we were duped of 25 k.

After thinking a lot we decided to go to consumer court through a lawyer. In the beginning thinking about going to court seemed to be full of complexities and hassles but then we thought that the case is gonna cost us some 2 to 3 k and where we have lost 25 k then let it be 28 k but lets give a try. And there is nothing much to write about the experience of this part as the lawyer was good and there wasnt much effort involved. Finally after a wait of 4 months the court ordered "Highland Holiday Homes" to return our money!!

I still keep reading about ppls blogs and comments about their experience but all of them ask what to do... or they use some dirty words to satisfy themselves but only a few try to take a next step. I think being duped was not our fault as there were professionals sitting to con us but if we hadnt gone to the court it would have been a big mistake.

Turning 27!!

Few hours and one more year will be added to aging me.. so many resolutions every birthday and none of them followed.. this year too i have many resolutions like Fighting less with my wife to get timely food, being regular to gym so that girls don't get to know my age, work harder, spend less etc etc... but the point is how many will i follow.. :) lets see...

Also this birthday is a bit different from the previous few, for this is my first birthday with her being my wife and I am changing my job too.. Whatever but birthday seems to be a very normal day to me. When I was a kid I used to be excited for my birthday before a week itself. Then at the end of it I used to feel very bad and sad as nothing special and different would have happened on this day. The Sun always rose from the east, the day always had 24 hrs in it, and it was always very hot on this day. Just that a small party was organized in which all the kids would come and hog on the yummy chole bhature, paav bhaji etc cooked by my mother and in which they used to bring gifts and ofcourse i was always happy to get them. But for what i used to wait was something different.. something so different and special that wont happen on any other day and that cant be done on any other day.. That would mark my birthday as 'MY' birthday.

Now I realize.. for a birthday to be special is not a natural thing but it has to be made. It has to be made special and remarkable by the achievements and the deeds. A person becomes special first followed by his birthday and when a day is remembered by a person's birthday and when people but not that person celebrates his birthday then the day becomes Special.

I have never done any such thing that people will remember the day as 'MY' birthday and I haven't done any great for my birthday to be celebrated by others. So I consider it as another normal day in my life although I celebrate it sometimes and accept gifts because firstly it brings me a little happiness and secondly i don't want to be seemed rude. I always expect it to end as a normal day so that at least people wont notice that I have grown older!!

'Sir!', the day today word.

'Sir' I feel is used very often in our country. Go to the security staff of your apartment or office, they will start each sentence by Sir and end it by Sir. Call some agent or broker the salutation they always use is Sir. Got to meet any sales person, again their polite sentences will have lot of sirs in it. And above all of it, the respect they give to you (willingly or unwillingly) is independent of them being older or younger to you.

But till today, even after thinking and pondering a lot on my past achievements, i couldnt recall the 'ONE' great thing i have done to deserve such a respect. Over it the irony is, on one side we are taught to respect our elders and on the other side the 'Sir' culture makes us get the respect from our elders.

Fortunately in my profession, no one calls anyone as 'Sir', but I sometimes despise the thought of the day when I might have to respect a person much younger to me by calling him as 'Sir' (And that will be obviously an UNWILLING respect).

Maggi --> Too tasty to be avoided!!!

Fitness is one of the most craved things by me. And this intense desire makes me food conscious. But in this fitness regime along with many other things Maggi is one more thing that i am unable to avoid. It offers so much in a small packet.

Keep it simple and no noodles can match its taste. Add some onion to it, you cant stop eating one. If you put some butter, you can taste heaven on earth. And if by any chance you have eggs in your refrigerator, Egg Maggi can be the complete food for your large tummy!! After that if you have the guts put some green chillies in it, I bet now that you have dared to be in hell, you will enjoy it to the max. All this comes without any need of cooking expertise and if you by any chance got some talent in you then try its another avatar "Fried Maggi" (for me too :P) and certainly its the feeling of another world.

Like most of the Maggi fans, these are the few which as a cooking novice i know, there would be a lot more in an expert's mind. I always wish i had such a friend.
Everytime i am past these experiences, I promise myself not to have it next time. But as the old saying goes "Promises are meant to be broken"

A Few Hours with Friends...

An IT professional's life, 5 days office and then a 2 day weekend. And its always like this, the weekend flies so fast like it was never there and then we wait for the next weekend. A few years are past with this routine and i think a lot more to go but the wait of a weekend never goes.

Even when I wait for the weekend desperately, the question of how to enjoy it is the first thing that comes with it. Blame it on her that i almost never get bored on a weekend. Movies, shopping or just sitting at home, everything becomes enjoyable with her.

But with all this, there is one more thing which when added to the weekend makes it a better weekend of the good weekends that i have. That is a small can of beer and a few hours with some(only selected) friends. Some futile discussions with them and the view of the city from the top of the building. A heated argument and the emotional heal which you otherwise never need. Opening up yourself and telling and listening the thoughts which you or they have never shared.

Sometimes i think if she is my life then my friends are a garnishing over it...

Empowering the Weak..

After almost a score, the last elections brought a government with least alliances. The simple mathematics says the lesser the alliance, the better is the leadership. From the past one year, the time this government came into power, we all are seeing the impact. With almost no fear of losing the majority, the government had acted freely and stood for the policies and bills it wants to implement. Be it nuclear deal, climate change policies, this year's budget or woman's bill it was successful in transforming its vision into reality. Now that we have a strong leadership in place, not sure about all but, at least I am experiencing the real feel good factor.

Woman's bill, which allowed 33% reservation for woman in Parliament, is the government's latest bold move to empower the fairer sex. At least now we can hope to see better sex ratio in parliament.

But sometimes I wonder, do these reservations really empower the weak? Whats the percentage of the weak among those availing these benefits? Here i am not criticizing the Woman's bill but speaking about all the reservations in general. Be it SC/ST reservation, OBC reservation and now Woman's reservation!

Lalu commented over woman's bill, asking, being an MP whether Rabri could go against his will. Though this depicts the cruel male-chauvinistic nature of our society and over it the male-chauvinism of those who are leading us, but isn't it really true? Now the next approach of a shrewd politician would be to put his crown on his obedient wife's head and rule the territory. After it the onus of the empowerment of the common woman would be on the remaining few woman MPs if along with being free they are honest at their will.

Though the woman's bill keeping the above point in mind still gives some hope, do the other reservation policies which are already in place are fulfilling the cause they were laid for? Or these are just there because no party can dare remove them as that would be fatal for their Vote Bank.

When I was doing my engineering, to support the poor people of SC/ST community, they were given a scholar ship that meant whole year's fees and some extra money to help them with day today expenditures. But the irony was, there was not even a single "Poor" SC/ST candidate who took that scholarship. All of them were from a well to do family and this scholarship meant the latest mobile phone to them.
In contrast, there was one of my batch mate who was really in need of this scholarship to lessen the burden on his poor family but he wasn't fit for it because he didn't belong to the 'required' community.

Does this mean that these reservations at least is doing good for the communities for which they were crafted? I don't think so, instead what i understand is only those who form the upper crust of these communities are mostly seeking the benefits of it. Where as the people from these communities who really need to be uplifted are not even able to come to the stage where they can think of availing the benefits of these schemes. For example, most of the 'Maoist' agitation started due to the suppression of so called 'lower castes' by the so called 'upper castes', but now when the maoist themselves has forgotten the cause of their movement, the communities are facing the suppression from prominent castes and the heat of maoists as well. They are still not able to complete their basic education and come to the level where they can with the help of these reservations get a higher education which can promise them a better future with skilled Jobs.

The real empowerment is needed at such a primary level. If the people can be helped primarily, they wont require a reservation to place themselves into institutions of specialized education. And then it will only be merit that will matter whether its a specialization in medicine or in engineering. And at that time our country will have better doctors and better engineers.

But the plight of our country is, these reservations are now imbibed so deeply into the politics that even if a government secretly feels that now its the right time for these reservations to be out, they cant even express it because that will mean lesser votes and might be a new government next time!!

Story of a "Draft"

Living in Bangalore, Delhi or some other metropolitan, how long do you think it will take to get a draft issued from a bank? I dont think it should take more than an hour, that too when its a bad day for you!!

But the same draft can take as long as 2 days in a government bank situated in a small town. Well! it took me two days!!

To get all the things done as early as possible i was in front of the "Punjab National Bank" of "Hapur" sharp at 10:15 am. My first mistake was that instead of a 2 wheeler i went in my father's car and it took me 15 minutes to find a parking place, park the car there and walk down to the bank.

If the reader of this blog doesnt know, i will like to tell him that to get a draft issued you need to fill a form. And to fill a form you need to get or to be more appropriate "Find" the form. But how to find THE form when the box which is supposed to have different bank forms has everything from a torn application to a Biscuit rapper but the draft form.I tried looking for the the Inquiry Counter but instead of an assistant i found 2 inches of dust on the table and the chair, as if, even by mistake no one in the past decade has rambled towards this corner of the bank.

Seeing around, i went to the first bank employee(FBE). He appeared to be a gentleman. With an immaculate hair do, fair complexion and thick specs. He was updating the Bank Passbooks for account holders.
me: "Sir, ek draft ka form chahiye" (Sir, i need one draft form")
He didnt respond, i thought he dint hear.
me(again): "Sir, ek draft ka form chahiye" (Sir, i need one draft form")
Without looking at me, he responded
FBE: "Main to form rakhta nahin hun!!" (I dont keep forms!!)

And at that very moment, hearing his reply and seeing him poking his nose, his gentleman image flew away from my mind.
I asked him
me:"Sir, to kahaan se milenge form" (Sir, where from i can get the forms)
Again without looking at me and without saying anything he pointed towards an empty chair near him.

I kept staring at the empty chair for the next 10 minutes in hope that someone will come and provide me the forms. By this time the clock showed 11:30!! Giving up my hope i started looking here and there and then i saw some papers scattered on the floor behind FBE. To my luck, there was one draft form in that!!

It was my luck that i got one form but then there was no scope of mistake in filling that ONE form. With utmost care i filled the form quickly and kept the Bank's commission column blank to know the commission from the Accountant. Then I queued myself for the deposit counter which is open till 2:00 PM on weekdays. There were some 10 people ahead of me. I was happy thinking that the queue will be over in another 15 minutes but then to my dismay it took me one hour to reach in front.

I gave my form and the money(55k) to the Accountant(Acctnt)
Acctnt: "Isme commission kaun likhega?" (Who will write commission?)
me: "Sir, aapse poochne ke liye choda tha" (Sir, i kept it blank to confirm from you)
Acctnt: "Commission udhar jaakar poocho aur poora form bhar kar laao" (Go there to ask commission and bring the completely filled form)

Seeing my watch which was showing 12:45 pm by that time i went to the Second Bank Employee, waited for 10 minutes for my turn.

me: "Sir, Draft ki commission ke baare mein pata karna tha" (sir, i wanted to know about the commission for a draft)
SBE: "Draft kitne ka hai" (How much is the draft for)
me: "Sir, 55k"
SBE: "Cash ya Account se?" (Through cash or through account?)
me: "Sir, Cash"
SBE: "Hmmm, it would be 200"

I want you to note that this guy asked me through cash or through account and i told him its through cash.

Completing the form i rushed towards the deposit counter queue, now there were 15 ppl in the queue. There was no chance i could reach the counter before 2:00pm if this samaritan seeing my plight wouldnt have allowed me before himself and i reached the counter 15 minutes before its closing time.

Giving the form and money to the accountant
me: "Sir, commission bhar di hai" (Sir, i have filled commission)
Accountant seeing the form winced at me like i am the biggest dumb and said
Accnt:"Ye draft nahin ban sakta!!" (This draft cant be issued)
Standing Shocked i asked
me: "Sir, par kyon?" ("Sir, but why?)
His voice became loud and he told
Accnt: "RBI ki guidelines ke anusaar 50k se uppar ka koi bhi draft cash se issue nahin ho sakta. Account se banwaana padega!!" (As per RBI guidelines, any draft over 50 k cant be issued through cash. You need to go through account)

I couldnt react!! The day was past and i had to restart again the next day!!

Learner's to Driver's

Life after marriage or after having a girlfriend changes a lot, and it changes Lot"est" when your wife/girlfriend doesnt know driving. Before writing this blog i had to think twice of the consequences i might have to face. And they might range from "cooking two days food on my own" to "two nights on the Sofa in the cold drawing room". But then its better to vent then to pent up. So I dare to reveal the truth at stake of my life :)

By the change in life i meant... an increase in patience to stand outside Ladies Beauty Parlour and wait for her.... be with her and suffocate for hours in the library full of books(one of the things I despise most).... get up at 7:00 in the morning to drop her to training...... etc etc. To avoid all this and to have a comfortable life i starting persuading her to learn driving. And after much of the persuasion she agreed for the same, got a learner's license but made a contract at the same time. Some of the points extracted from the contract are

*Trainer -> the person who is going to teach driving (me)
*Trainee -> the person who is going to learn driving (She)

1) Saturday/Sunday --> As these days fall under Weekend, the Trainer will be penalized if he mentions any term similar to "Driving Lesson". The penalty may range from a pasta to Pizza.

2) Monday --> This is the first weekday i.e. day of office, and as the Trainee would be going through a lot of depression she shouldnt be asked to drive.

3) Tuesday --> This is the day when Trainer's behaviour will be monitored till evening. If the trainee finds his behaviour acceptable, she might drive.

4) Wednesday/Thursday --> If it has been an easy day for the trainee, then she might be asked to drive. The authority of deciding the day into 'easy' or 'tough' solely lies with the trainee.

5) Friday --> As this is the arrival of weekend, and the trainee is full of hope and euphoria. No attempt should be made by the trainer to spoil trainee's mood by asking her to drive.

Following the contract, its 5 months from the time the Trainee, i mean she, has taken the Learner's and I dont think she is still confident (no offenses meant) to go for a Driver's License. But i am still confident that we will make it before the LL expires. :)

Relativity

Being weak in English i think i encountered this term for the first time only when i started studying Physics. Theory of Relativity...found by Einstein (i hope i remember correct) was too complex to understand.

But now, having ample time to look around and think, i found Relativity is such a negative term that takes out all the peace from your life.

When I was a kid i was very happy when my mother bought me a bat to play with a rubber ball, but the happiness only lasted till my friend got a parched bat for leather ball. In teen age, i was enjoying my school life with my friends, but the enjoyment went away when one of them managed to get a girlfriend.
In college, i was one of the happiest man on earth when i got a job, but sadness engulfed me when some got placed on higher package. I liked the furniture of my house a lot but now it has turned mediocre after we returned from one of our newly wed friend's home.

The list is endless. Everything starts with happiness but then relativity kills all of it. Sometimes a part of me thinks that if we can over look relativity then the tree of happiness in our lives will always be green. That part tells that why not enjoy with what we have.... Rather looking the things we dont have why not think of things we have...

But there is this other part which tells that there is no progress without relativity. Its only the relativity which has planted the sapling... Its only relativity which helped me possess the things i have...

May be its the IDEAL Balance in which, at times thinking relative we can progress and at other times over looking relativity we remain happy. Again i have read in physics that "IDEAL is always HYPOTHETICAL".

Morning Euphoria 2 Morning Depression.

I find my body full of fresh energy every morning i get up after a good night's sleep. I wonder if everyone feels the same! But lately, after i grew the habit of reading the newspaper, there is one more thing that I feel; which is the transition of this Euphoria to Depression. And again i wonder if every newspaper reader goes through the same transition!

With a hot cup of Ginger Tea, going through the MAIN PAGE of the news paper, there is always some new Scam unearthed by the leading newspaper i am patronized to. I feel sorry for the corruption in our country but at the same time thankful to the media who's putting all its effort in making our country corruption free. Keep up the Good Job!!!
Adjacent to the news of the day, there is a story of inflation continuously rising which makes me regret that i didnt buy enough Daal and Sugar last month when the prices were 10Rs lesser. Oh My God!! Even Ginger is not spared!!

Finding nothing significant on the first page, i switch to the second page which tells me how my City is doing. There is a news of a Chain Snatcher, which makes me worried about the Gold Chain gifted with loads of love by my in laws. I feel i was less worried when i dint have in laws. Then Comes --> Youth hacked to Death! Dengue and Diarrhoea scare in the near by slum! Corruption in the Muncipal Corporation! Auto Strike! Transport Strike! I wish i would have settled down in some other metropolitan. This City is going no where!

Overseeing the other "bad" and "scary" news of my city i turn over to the page dedicated to my Nation. There is a news of a Terrorist Attack going on from last two days in J&K, Effects of Global Warming in Himachal,In chandigarh story of a father fighting for justice for her daughter against a high rank police officer from the last nineteen years, Chief Minister spending the public money in erecting her statues in UP, Blue Line and Kidnap scare in Delhi, Caste Agitation in Rajasthan, Communal and Region fanatic speech in MP, Maoist agitation in Bihar/Jharkhand/Orissa/WB, Molestation of North Indians in Mumbai, Two communities fighting for division of AP, Communist Strike in Kerala. Oh God! Help me!! there is not even a single state where my family, my kids (who are not yet born, even the process is not started) can live safe without fear. I speculate the Options of settling abroad.. may be US, UK or Australia.

With the fear and tension in my mind, I start reading the International page where an Indian is killed in a racist attack in Australia, US President assures its citizens that no more Jobs will be outsourced, UK economy going down and like a twist of knife in the wound there is always a research which either challenges your testosterone or tells about a new cancer discovered which is very Common. I started this page with a little fear and now i dont have a single place in the whole world where i can settle down and over it i doubt on my macho-ism and i doubt whether i will be able to see my 40s or even 30s with so many cancers so "COMMON".

All energy evaporated, i pound upon the Business News where there is always some aquisition/merger explained briefly with the jargons hard to understand. I feel frustrated on my little knowledge about business. Also now and then there is always one of the best companies showing loss in their financial quarter or even going bankrupt!! Compromising on the place i am settled in i pray i dont lose my Job!

Finally the last section, Sports, I desperately wish to see some good news. Well depends on the luck of our cricket team coz all others are in mess. Hockey team being admonished by the Hockey Federation President, Sania failing to perform after her engagement, an athlete selling vegetables for his daily bread. Federer/Nadal, with mind about to burst WHO THE HELL CARES FOR THEM!!!

With heart sinking deep, i get ready for office.... I wonder if Newspaper Reading is good or bad for health. I again wonder if every one feels the same!!!

Job Hunt

This is my latest experience and learning. Working in the same company, which is my first as well, from the last 4 years this is the first time i am trying for a Job Change. Reason is simple, I want more money.

Being in this company i dont know how but People have a feeling that i am good at my work, so I enjoy a lot of flexibilities e.g. My day at work starts at 1:00 PM when most of my friends and colleagues give a finish to their half day, some with Chicken Briyani and some with Fruit bowl or Fresh salad. And over it my day ends with them :)

But the desire of more money compelled me to leave these comforts and look out for a change. So I made an impressive resume (obviously i searched an impressive one on google and just made some modification). And then my experience and learning starts......

FIRST
Experience: This was with "Tech Mahindra". So the HR Called me and told me that my telephonic interview is scheduled on the following saturday at 12:00noon. On Saturday I being in the impression that i know a lot just looked at my resume and waited for the call but the call dint come at 12. I waited for another one hour but no call came. I became furious at "Tech Mahindra" and thought inside that what a mistake these guys are doing. I instead of feeling sorry for my self started feeling sorry for them.

At around 2:00 PM me and my wife left home to visit Art of Living Ashram. And on the way i got the call from the interviewer and the conversation follows

Me(in a firm voice): The HR told me that the interview is at 12. I waited for 2 hours and now am not in a position to attend the interview.
Interviewer(politely): So can I call you in evenig some time?
Me(in firm voice): See i am driving now. Can you call me later?
Interviewer(a bit frustrated): Ok, No Problem, Thanks!

The call was over and from that day till today i have mailed the HR many times, given my resume to the consultancies for Tech M a lot of times. But niether the HR called nor the Consultancies were able to upload my resume again as its already in their database.

Learning: Never ever talk rude to the interviewer. Its you who needs the Job more than they need you.

SECOND
Experience: The next good (or bad) experience was with "HUAWEI". The HR called me and
HR : We found your resume interesting. Will you be interested in an opportunity with "Huawei"
Huawei, i knew it pays damn good, i was excited and as learnt from my prior experience i replied very politely
Me : yes, Ofcourse!
HR : Can you come for a Face 2 Face tomorrow evening?
Me : aaa.. is it possible in morning? i have to be in office in evening time.
HR : Ok, i will call you back in some time...
Me : One sec, Hello... Hello.... Hellooooooooooooooooooooooo

And the HR never called :( i mailed her again and again but she never replied!!

Learning: If its a company which pays very well then it wont be having many openings. So agree to their schedule until its impossible.

THIRD
Experience: This time my encounter was with "ACCENTURE". Company which is still hiring people from my technology in bulk. They scheduled my telephonic interview on a weekday and like Tech M I waited for their call for very long. But you know what!! I am still waiting for their call! They havent called me yet and again the same story of no response for my mails from the HR.

Learning: If Chitrakoot(the god/devil who is in charge of destiny/luck of all) is standing against you, there is nothing you can do except waiting for him to sleep so that you can steal a chance from him.

Apart from these i was selected/rejected in few but the negotiations didnt go well.

To sum up,
--> I am still waiting for the correct opportunity.
--> A software engineer shouldnt think that he is working on something similar to 'Rocket Science'. A Software Engineer's job is very trivial and that makes all software engineers alike. And thats why, its just the attitude and luck that matters in a software Engineer's life. We should understand this and "Isliye Humein apni AUKAAT mein rahna chahiye"

How i "WASTED" my "ENGINEERING"

After seeing 3 Idiots, I dedicate this blog in retrospecting my Engineering Days.

Joining --> I joined Kamla Nehru Institute of Tecnology in 2001 as a student of Electronics and Communication Engineering. Till then I dint have a little bit of idea about what electronics is except for the fact that Television and Radio are electronics instruments. But just after securing an 'elex' seat and even before joining the college my neighbours expected me to correct their faulty TVs and Radios!

First Year, the year of a sports man --> Being a government college, some ppl hinted that dont expect the facilities to be so good but even after being prepared for "NOT GOOD", forget bathing, i never expected that in the mornings i will have to relieve myself with the tension of flushing and cleaning with one and ONLY one mug of water. But then from here only all the proud KNITians start learning the management and many make IIMs their goal.

Then in some days there was the formation of a gang... three ppl in it... me and two more.. Being with them i learnt working hard with late/over night efforts of learning TT and yes by my hardwork i could play a respectable game in just a few days. So what when the midsems were there we were busy trying to beat each other in singles and doubles, just that i was in the top '40'!

Then came two more and the divide in our group. I chose the latter two and moved out. Roaming, boozing, sleeping we found out that we have not touched a single subject and sem exams have arrived and then we studied.. studied very hard.... mugging, cramming, understanding we finished our semesters and yes we cleared the semesters successfully being the last three. Thank God i was the third last.

Second Year, the year of a DON --> Second Year started with the same... We never touched a book and never went to the class/practicals. When other classmates were learning about transistors, diodes and triodes we were busy in our own world of fantasies and also busy in thinking that we are the DONs of the college... Believe me the taste as well as the illusion of Power is like heaven.

But it was not very late when i discovered that my illusionary heaven in reality is a hell. Considering ourselves heroes and dons we jumped into a clash with another group of our college that had just odd 40 members against roughly 8 of us. And after that fight, the heroism and the dream of being a don were the first to fly out of my room's window where i was sitting with a swollen face and coloured eye. You guessed rite, they punched me on my face and not once. This time again i was among the last three in my end sems.

Third Year, the year of friends and study --> Falling and stumbling i entered in the third year. And after that Brave Heart episode I was in my real world where i knew that i have screwed my percentage and i dont know anythng about electronics. Then again the hero inside me rises and rises high to decide to learn the subjects thoroughly. Where all of them were buying books which were specially designed thin with only the exam specific material i bought all the reference books written by great authors. When all of them used to study roaming from one room to another with their 'thin' books in hand, i couldnt afford that because only a heavy weight champion can think of doing that with the type of books i was reading. I read them and read them all thoroughly and page wise. Not skipped even a single page and when the exams arrived, with one day in hand to revise for a subject i couldnt even revisit the 10% of a book. Again i found my self in the last three.

But third year gave me some new friends. Friends who were pure at heart, fun to be with and motivators of all times. And this was in this year i learnt laughing at life. We laughed together in every situation.

Final Year, the year of Placement --> Then came the last year of college with few companies for campus placement.Amongst the first were "Wipro" and "HCL". When HCL hired only 2, Wipro recruited almost thirty from our batch. THE LUCKY 30, none was happier than them that time. They had fun without any tension of future.

Still around 200 were remaining with a dream of having a job before leaving college, but how. How can we get a job? Everyone thought, some started reading C/C++, some got busy solving puzzles, some in improving their English. Apart from these there was a bunch who started emulating the placed ones. If some Placed one had a bread and butter in breakfast, they used to have the same even though the "Chola Bhatura" was in the menu of Mess. If a placed one listened to Rock, they abandoned mukesh and md Rafi and listened the same. Honestly speaking i think the effort these guys put in emulating the Placed Ones was above the efforts of all others.

I was among the non placed ones, and was making every effort to get placed except the last one, coz i could never wakeup at breakfast time and i devoted my youth to Jagjit singh ghazals. Then came Infosys, i couldn't sit due to my low percentage. Perot System, Low percentage. Kanbay, Couldnt clear the written test. Quark, was thrown out in the final round. Birlasoft, yes, yes i got in it. That was one of the happiest moment of my life. I got through Birlasoft, though i never heard this company name before, i had a job in hand. No longer I had to worry for my percentage. NO longer I had to think whether i should emulate the placed ones or not.

Then the day came when we all departed. We cried and vowed of meetin often even though we will be in different corners of the world.

The Engineering was over. I was an Electronics engineer without the ability to even recognise a transistor and diode and with a Software Job in Hand. AND Still i dont know what Electronics is all about!!
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