itni shakti humien daina data....

itni shakti hamein daina data IIM kaa vishvaas kamzor ho naa,
hum chalein nek raaste pe hum main se bhulakar bhi koi fail ho naa.

har taraf zulm hai bebasi hai, sahamaa-sahamaa-saa har aadami hai,
padai kaa bojh badhta hii jaaye jaane kaise ye degree thami hai.
bojh mba kaa tu ye uthaa le teri rachanaa ka ye ant ho naa,
duur assignment ke ho andhere, tu hamein management ki raushani de.
har end/mid term se bach ke rahen hum, jaise bhi de, bhali naukri de.
clash ho naa kisi kaa kisi se, bhavanaa mann main competition ki ho naa.
ham chale nek raste pey, hum se bhool kar bhe koi fail ho na.

hum na sochen hamein kyaa milaa hai ,hum ye sochein 14lac kiya sab ne arpan.
phool naukari ke baantien sabhi ko, sab ka jevan hi ban jaaye madhuban.
apani karunaa ko jab tu baha de, karade paavan har ik mann kaa kona.

Did Tendulkar really nick it?

Till this moment both Abhishek and I are not sure whether Tendulkar really nicked that out swinger from Aquib Javed. It was somewhere in early nineties and India was playing Pakistan in a one day series.  India was chasing a 250 odd score and was already two wickets down. Tendulkar was facing ominous Javed when that fateful delivery was delivered – the delivery that decided the future of my relationship with Abhishek. As soon as the ball passed Tendulkar’s bat, there was a huge appeal.  Tendulkar didn’t move an inch but the ball did after passing his bat; And Pakistani’s sensed the edge. They all went up for the appeal only to realize that the umpire was not amused.  He denied that appeal only to start a perennial cold war between us - two best friends.

Confessions of a 'Non-Engineer'

Being the only humanities graduate in the PGPEX Class of 2012 feels like having come dressed in Bermudas and sandals to a formal, black-suit gathering. And that’s just the beginning.


Each time a professor walks into the class for the first time, he/she politely enquires if there are any ‘non-engineers’ in the class. When my solitary hand goes up, they give a small, kind smile and ask me not to worry -- which, of course, terrifies me. My experience of life so far tells me that if someone needs to tell you not to worry, you need to be very, very worried indeed.


Then the fun starts. The good professor mentions Matrix, and the first thing that comes to my mind is Keanu Reeves. What’s worse is that at the end of the class, I can still relate matrices only to Keanu Reeves! The endless torrent of Pascal’s triangles, derivatives, integrals and the like serve only to remind me of several unrelated things like the hieroglyphics (which only specialists can decipher) and the Harappan script (which remains stubbornly un-deciphered to date).


Nevertheless, by the end of the class, I begin to see the faint light of a mathematical day. This is usually the combined effect of a frantic mental scramble to dig deep into my schooldays, a lot of helpful prompting by my concerned friend sitting adjacent and the sheer quality of instruction. I end the day with a reassuring feeling that I’ve been given a footing on the ladder; now I just have to pull myself up and scale it.

Long-legs and Broken-tail

Long-legs shares NF2-23 with the four of us. She has been our flat mate from day one and has been working on her nest even before me and my flat mates had invaded NF-2 23. She is a bit cautious these days. At the sound of slightest movement in our hall Long-leg scurries on the window ledge between the glass pane and the inner netting. Her movement has the grace and finesse of a ballerina and it is not hard to see why any male worth his feather would not fall for her charm. Long-legs beauty quotient is further enhanced by her yellow rimmed inquisitive eyes that stand out starkly against the shine of her dark brown plume.

Cisco Roleplay

Finally, Week 4 of Term-1 comes to an end .All in all the week was quite hectic . Things which aggravated Kolkata heat were Quiz in Organisational Behavior, test in Microeconomics, Financial Reporting’s complex assignments and to add to all this we had to do a roleplay on a case study based on Cisco’s ERP and web-IT implementation.

Off the beaten path

Well, I formally joined the ranks of the unemployed on April 1^st (nice choice of date – folks at office thought that it was an “April Fool” prank). After spending my first 15 days of unemployment doing nothing but lazing around, I started on my journey to Kolkata in mid-April. It was quite late in the night by the time I reached Joka – thanks to the long queues at the Howrah taxi stand.