Looking back... Engineering... Electrical Vivas...

9.31 pm... Still have not brushed my teeth... Sad it is. But yes. Sitting in front of a computer which was disassembled a few minutes before... as we are about to leave this place. Nothing is in place here. Anand and Sabi have already packed things in and I am in no mood to do it. Hoping that my maid will come tomorrow and will help me.

Things can change so quickly in life. Let it be... the song I am listening to.

And the tempo is all set to write a post.

I don't want to leave this place. Same feelings as I had while leaving hostel.

So going back... Some confessions!

Recalling... what had happened on the day of viva in first year. Electrical labs. Sayli teacher. (correct me if she was not Sayli. Moti thi wo ek.) I was the first guy who had to undergo court marshal every time when there used to be a viva. First roll number in the batch. 25. And more importantly I had got just 7 out of 40 in written tests.

Went in. I didn't know that we were there for viva. When we came to know it, I also got to understand that I didn't even have the journal. I had some other subjects journal with me. I think even (Sukh Dukh ka sathi :) ) Abhinit didn't had it. I called up Shreyash to get it from my flat for me. Cool. Still going cool. He came. Got it. Time to complete it.

I had seen people drawing big complicated graphs and discussing that they couldn't get it correct for a few graphs. Happy people making me feel tensed. How was I going to draw them? I took the ruler and drew lines and then marked points around them. I always felt these journals never get checked. Who has time to look into what is inside the journal. Just needed to make white pages appear blue.

Couldn't complete all of them. (Actually didn't complete all of them thinking of reduced chances of getting caught for drawing wrong graphs. Also, I would tell teacher before hand that I couldn't complete a few of them so that she will think I am sincere to some extent. Cool! Brains!)

So, went inside. Kept the journal aside feeling that teacher won't look at it. To my surprise she picked it up.

I : Umm... Madam, I couldn't complete all of them. I didn't know there is a viva scheduled today.

She: Hmm...

I: (She actually started looking inside it. No! Stop it!) (And now she found that I tried to fool her.)

She: What is this? Are these graphs?

I: (Madam, who told you to look inside?) Yes, yes madam. Umm... No. Confessions...

She: (Cool she was. Kept her temper. Saved me. ) So, tell me what should I ask you about.

I: (Lag gayi! What kind of question this is! I was shocked. I tried to recall. But couldn't think of any!)umm.........

She: Any subject, that you are well prepared for.

I: Umm... (Anything related to electrical. ) And my answer was... Resistors!

She: What!!! Galiya di hogi!!! ;-) Something out of what we studied in labs and not in 10th standard.

I: (yayaya... ) Big confession! Madam, I don't remember anything. I couldn't study. Please pass me.

She: She asked me 10th std questions and left me.

I: Yessssss... I was so happy. But outside, people gathered, specially I remember Poorva asking questions about what happened inside. I threw random answers at them. They asked me about the journal. I don't remember what I replied. Answering them was more difficult than viva.

So this was it. I made it through. In theory, as I had got 7 out of 40 I needed 34 out of 60 in the final exam. Paper was set very tough. After coming out I remember someone among toppers said to me, "Arey mera E (or D) nahi nikalta tu toh bhul hi ja..." But I did make it in that paper.

But that is the most difficult subject I have ever taken.

That black coloured book. Scary! Cannot forget that front page though not the authors name.

Thats it. Didn't write about me being very irregular here! Need to improve.

Dada! Come back!

Had a very sad night yesterday and the bad days are back... as knights made a very poor show against team who have their outfits of shit like colour and with the captain whom I hate the most...

I am confused... Very disappointed... and just not able to concentrate. Knights how can you loose so badly. Dada! I couldn't sleep well yesterday night. I wanted Knights to win desperately against THAT CHEAP DHONI who can't even play a single good cricketing shot. Helicopter sala! I can get rid of this sadness only when Knights bounce back on 20th against RR. And if they don't then I won't let anything happen to me which can make me happy till the time they win. I am waiting Knights. Please don't let me down. Dada! I am missing your six which you hit coming down the pitch. Oh Dada! Come back! For me! I am sad!

Some jokes... cracked at my workplace

{Crap: Confused I am today! Just don't know what I want to do exactly. 11.20 pm. I have been thinking a lot these days and just not getting my thoughts to work. It makes me feel a little sad. Low on concentration. My new year resolution of earning 10 lakhs apart from the salary I get looks like a sinking ship. I want to turn that ship into a submarine.}

In between my manager who is one of the best guys to work with cracked lot many worth noting jokes.

I was taking a power nap and he saw me and said...
"Tu ratri chowkidari karto ka?" ("Are you a night watchman?") I couldn't stop laughing. His sense of humor makes all of us feel very comfortable. He talks sense in his jokes. He inspires me to work a lot harder. He always points me in the right direction through his jokes. And that is what the managerial skills are all about. If you can make a person understand what you want to say without making him feel bad then you can win the world!

One more conversation:
I had an accident a few days ago. I hit a truck which was not even moving... a standing truck!
My manager came to me and ask...
Mngr: What happened?
Me: I was not looking ahead.
mngr: So how was the girl?
Me: No...(and he interrupted...)! (If that would have been the case I wouldn't have felt that bad for hitting a standing truck!)
Mngr: No? Okay, so she was not that good! Hmm... So I should tell this to your parents?
Me: No! I wanted to say there was not any girl.
Mngr: Is that truck wala safe?
Me: Yes
Mngr: Were you wearing a helmet?
Me: No...
mngr: You should have been. It limits your vision. It's difficult to see the girl on your left or right when you are wearing a helmet. You see what is in front of you!

LOL! Lot many like these. I am just loving my work and the team. More about my team very soon. I feel, we are the best team to work with at least in my company.

-Anuprit

Post Engineering... Teen bandra Do... Story 2

This is a recent one...

We (Nishant and I) were in Mumbai.

(CRAP: Zaheer and Bhajji wrapped up test match in less than an hour on DAY 5. Sad for us.

Then for the whole day we were roaming in Mumbai. Visited Leopold and worli-bandra sea link.

Grey market and nariman point and all crap places(like JUHU which I felt is no more a beach but a Kumbh Ka Mela... worst beach I've ever seen. Mean it!) which now I have started hating.)

It was around 10 PM. We were at a station. I asked for 3 tickets at the counter for Bandra. He smiled. I didn't get that. I asked him again he was still smiling. I asked again I want 3 tickets for Bandra. Same response. I asked him why are you smiling? No reply from him. Then I realized the thing! No! We were at bandra only! Shya! Crap! I just don' know how such things happen. Yes, but it just makes things interesting. Has has k pagal ho gaye hum!

Fun! Big!

Go... Go Charlie! Go! You have to! 10 ka 76!

Did lot many things in between but didn't get time to write down. But this thing cannot get a miss! Just cannot! What a day! What a day! @ Nanoli Stud Racecourse Pune! What a day I had!

(CRAP - Okay... and yes this post which is not under the Engineering series doesn't mean that, that series has ended. Lot many things from Engineering are going to be here.)

Moving on... What happened there... It was Oktoberfest... For the first time in Pune.
So I decided to be at the place. Went there. Had got a invitational pass(Please don't ask how did I get it). As usual, didn't had anyone to accompany me. (Probably, this is because I end up doing the most silly things in the world which people don't like OR ...)
Had done enough research before going there as I didn't want to look foolish about the terms and stuff about racing.

(The Nanoli Stud Pune)

So getting on the day... 9 races were going to kick off one after another at an interval of half an hour...
I tried to analyze things for first three races. And couldn't stop myself from betting from 4th race onwards.
(A German band performing there)

4st race... Bet for 100... Lost it... My friend(whom I met at the racecourse) told me to bet on horse number 7 out of 12 horses. Lost it! My horse came 4th when I had bet PLACE(which means if my horse comes in first three places I will get some money). Sad! Jhatka!

5th race... Didn't listen to anyone and bet for PLACE again... on horse number 8th... Made it... Won some money there...

6th race...WANTED to Bet on 2nd, 4th and 9th... for PLACE but mistakenly purchased ticket for WIN... which means that I will get money only if these horses come first. I mean any one of them. Lost it!

7th race... Lost it!

8th race... Won some 10 Rs. Almost no profit no loss.

9th and the last... Was getting worried! I was in loss! Big loss! Big in the sense big for a first time betting guy.
I was in touch with my friend there, who was betting there for so many years, for almost every race! For 9th race I was feeling down with confidence. I asked him for a opinion. I knew that 8th number horse was favorite. He told me to bet on 8th only. I felt... lets do that... As I had lost my opinion under consecutive losses.

Got the ticket for 8th number horse. It's name was "Walking Tall - 8th Number." Race was about to begin. Before the race starts all the horses come in front and take a walk and then go to start place. Somehow, MERA DIL BOLA... when I saw 2nd numbered horse... Name-Generallismo... was going to WIN! Everyone around me bet for 8th number. Bets were in lakhs and thousands. But I had read in my homework...
"It's the OPINION which makes you RICH and POOR!" I decided to purchase another ticket. I decided to go with my OPINION.

Race begun... 12 horses... 1 winner...
Positions...
1st position: 4
2nd Position: 11
3rd Position: 9

Positions after some time:
1st---- 4th
2nd---- 8th
3rd---- 7th
And my horse... that is 2nd numbered - Generallismo was on 6th position before 200-300 metres to the finish line.
I was down!
Knew that I had lost it. Though I had a ticket of 8th horse too but was unhappy that I was wrong!
And there... the table broke from in between of the top and bottom! My Charlie... I called him charlie...(as GO GENERALLISMO! Go! sounds bad!) I was calling him charlie. My Charlie broke the table from in between! He was at 6th position before 200-300 metres and he finished 1st!!! Baby 1st! Charlie 1st! Hooper!!

Couldn't believe my LUCK! No one there, absolutely no one bet on him!
His rate was 10:76. I had place a WIN on him out of 12 horses. What a end to the day!
As was my first day out there had placed just 10rs. on the last bet. That was a little sad part but got 76 for that 10 rs. Worth anything(most of the ;)) in the world! What a end! Damn HAPPY I was!

So this is how... when you cheer dil se...

"khatein hai agar kisi chees ko dil se chaho toh puri kayanat use JITANE ki koshish mein lag jati hai"

And happened something similar to that. From 6th it came 1st! Was like all other horses wanted to loose! Cheers! This is what is LUCK! Aazma LUCK Aazma! Let your balls out roar! --- the outcome of the day! the day which reminded me of Kaminey! Lets see if I won big bets out of this CHOTA shortcut!
(The Winner Generallismo! My Charlie!)
(Final Positions)

(Can you see 10:76 under Horse Number 2?)
Cheers! and lots and lots of love for all of you...
Wish you Happy Diwali...

From.... Gobi's Place... Living a Reel Like Real Life...

Changing "Rangeen" life to... "Reel Like Real Life"

Lot many things going on here and I am just not able to keep track of them here.
But I just want to take this chance to write about a To Do List as I will be getting my first Pagar(inspired from Harsh... the word Pagar for Salary) tomorrow. Watched Kaminey yesterday which was in To Do List but realizing that won't be able to make it on that day, had to watch it.

To Do List:
1. Marine Drive
2. Cafe Leopold
3. Iskon at 5 AM
4. Golf
5. Chocolate Story
6. Shopping which involves getting a Big Baggy T - Shirt
7. Disc
8. Jazz By The Bay
9. Birdy's cake
10. Worli - Bandra Sea Link visit
11. Cannot mention over here.
12. Biggest of all of these but cannot write it here.

Done!
Let's see how many of these work out. There is one hurdle... which is official and will be deciding my future so need to concentrate over that too. In between realized that it's not just money but you need to know how to spend that! ;)

So this is how, I am...
Changing "Rangeen" life to... "Reel Like Real Life!"

Cheers!

@ Rav and Rags: After going to US, don't forget US!

Hello again...
(Crap! Just cut this if you are busy. I am back from a big break! The only reason being Internet Access from a place where you can blog. I did had Internet access but you just cannot blog from a cafe or a public place. Its, 10.49 AM here and I am having a great time here. Going through some confusion of which songs to listen to.)

Okay... I am clueless about what to write here. As two dear friends Rav and Rags have already left India I am remembering this day...
That was his(Rav's) day and we did it in STYHTLE... I think just a photograph is enough to get the idea of it... the idea of YELLOW Day dedicated to Ravi. And if you are from my college you should know the significance of Yellow Day when it comes to Ravi. ;) ;) This may be a censored photo but it best describes the day.
Best wishes to both Pataya RAV and Scholar RAGS...
After going to US, don't forget US! (I hope you have the brain to understand what I want to say.)