Megatrend

“A trend that grows so rapidly, it becomes commonplace and ceases to make big headlines, then I would call it a mega-trend. If news items that 10 years ago would have dominated the front page are now tucked away in the inner pages of newspapers, it signifies a huge change in expectations and the national mind-set.” – Swaminomics

I have lost count of the number of tests I have appeared for in IITG. Be it the quizzes, mid-sems, end-sems or lab exams/viva voce. Seven semesters later examinations have become a mega trend. They do not cause the same anxiety any more and have also lost their significance. Since the last three semesters they have been just a number game.

I distinctly remember my first sem mid-sems when a seventh sem senior got up from seat and returned minutes later with a cup of coffee. For a few moments I tried to figure out whether it was the stress or he was trying to keep himself awake. I have seen a batchmate dose off in a HSS paper. And believe me I find it tough too to sit for three hours in the xam hall.I also recollect not having collected my midsem answer script last semester. I did not know my marks either. In this very sem too a friend of mine thought of answering a call on his cell during the paper. He was ordered to return to his seat while he was on his way out of the room. Is this the seriousness with which we write exams? I try to recollect my days in the school or junior college and try to track the graph of change. Since the last two semestres I have literally opened the notes to be refered (scanned notes of department rank 1 or the course instructor or the reference book) the evening before the exam.What is it really? Is it the quality of papers, the course content or that we do not want to study any more? If there is just one or two individuals it is understandable but a little more than three fourth of the batch shares the same experience.

Well one thing that sure pissed me off in the very first sem were the malpractises every second soul indulged in. They have reached alarming levels. When the supervisors which includes the professors too do not even warn the student, forget awarding a penalty what are you supposed to infer? Anyways just one semester left…

Thought for the day:  The illiterate of the 21st century will not be those who cannot read and write but those who cannot learn, unlearn and relearn.

Jaane kya dhoondta hai yeh mera dil…

…Tujhe kya chahiye zindagi.

These two lines sum up my present state of mind. Damn again the want-to-do-something. I have been struggling with this for like 8 months now. 

I have been filling up the placement forms of a few companies and have to strain my memory to come up with answers. When did I have a moral conflict to choose between two seemingly correct options? Also am thinking about the best way to realize my dream.
I have been a bit weird too while answering a few questions. I want to see how Fair Isaac reacts to my answers as to what I know about them & why I want to join their firm??

I have my endsems starting tomorrow and Im confident that Ill be able to get to the preparation once I post this blog…I have downloaded the notes and checked out the syllabus too. I wish myslf good luck

Raste hi raste hain, kaisa hai yeh safar…
…brings me to another dharam sankat. As I see I have three options. I take up a job, I apply for MBA (whether to send applications) and to create a viable third option. Hmm… food for thought, must say!

dhoondti hain jisko nazrein,jaane hai woh kidar…

Like every other Lucky Ali song this too takes a romantic twist. I have little desire to even comment on that.. its crap. (Sudhanshu,you are requested to not comment on this)

I took two bold decisions months back. To not appear for CAT(I have recieved twelve smses from Ims wishing me good luck for CAT) and I think Im happy, having appeared for GMAT in this semester. There were many reasons and they seem to get vindicated.

Event: Jassi was “Ponkered”; X knocks at my door one morning, gazes at me and says “In the curse of the black towel I pay you my obeisance”. Hugs me, takes two steps towards the door, observes that Im still blank, comes back and we discuss our BTP report that I was working on. He says that this occured to him while he was brushing his teeth minutes back.. this is just one of the many times I have been the victim of his “bas-ainvein-hi” doing!!!

Thought for the day: It is this belief in a power larger than myself and other than myself which allows me to venture into the unknown and even the unknowable…

Disillusioned

There are many subjects I want to blog on: Ram Jethmalani, Vellapa, Bong Beauties, Soccer etc. I’ll just ramble on in my conventional style.

I admire liquor baron Vijay Mallya. He is not a bussinessman.He is a bussiness,man. I want to travel by Kingfisher Airlines and experience his definition of air-travel. All airlines refer to travellers as passengers, Kingfisher airlines refers to them as guests. I made a note of this at the Ghy airport : “All guests travelling by Kingfisher Airlines K%#& to XYZ are requested to proceed for security check”

Enough has been said and written about Ram Jethmalani post his interview on CNN-IBN. I have nothing against the 84 year old devil’s advocate except that he should realize he has his foot in his grave.

Bong Beauties: Do I need to elaborate? I am not refering to the bollywood actresses. Its just that I returned from Kolkata today afternoon.

I’m not sure if I really want to do MBA immediately after B.Tech. All I need to do now is  sense the right time , write my essays, get the recos and send the apps. I think Ill compose my essays and arrive at some conclusion.

Soccer- Nah, Ill wait till Inter IIT.

Now something to help me connect to the title when I get to reading this after months: Vellapa – Frisky (tickle, lick, ) – Pizza Hut @ Forum, consumerism -  Central Avenue, Kolkata – metagame   … the trip to Kolkata was a good break. Back in my room, I feel different.

Thought for the Day: There is no safety in being the same person today that you were yesterday. That is just an illusion that ends breaking your heart… Im trying to live this concept.