The blog has been lying idle for quite some time now. Not because of the so-called "writers' block", but since a b-school does not give you a breather in the first 5 months or so. No matter how "C"hill one claims to be, you get lost in the innumerable deadlines and submissions lined up every week. I feel though, this is the right time to revive the blog. I've just been through the most talked-about topic at which the whole world keeps its eyes fixated on - Placements (Summers).

For those looking for a scoop to further their chances of spreading rumors, kindly leave the page before you get disappointed. For the rest, this is pretty routine stuff, and you could ignore it :D

Couldn't resist, could you? Now that you've decided to continue, at the outset, "figures" are of no (least) importance here. Friendships are. In the past couple of months, I have seen a strong underlying current of guidance and support from not only my senior batch, but also those who have passed out of the institution. This just reaffirms why a strong alumni base is considered very important. At every step, at each trivial concern, there were seniors to help and for no apparent reason. Yes, the institution's pride is at stake, but still, once could see the genuine concern and the desperation to help their juniors succeed.

Apart from the amazing senior-junior camaraderie, I have seen bonds evolve in my own batch. Every person standing for each other, ensuring that each one of us takes that next step together was an experience I am thankful for to each of you. We have stood the test of an enormous pressure-cooker situation, and have successfully thwarted the countless problems - it's our opportunity to show what a force we are. At the same time, it's a responsibility we have been bestowed with - of continuing to build on from here.

I would have loved to name all the PGP2s (second year students) here in a thank-you note. But I won't. Since that would force me to name someone first, and someone second. Batch of 46/16, I extend my heartfelt gratitude for what you have given us over these last few months. Thank you for forging bonds so strong, for guiding us the way around those corners, for becoming better as a person, for being able to bring out the best in us, for giving every kind of help conceivable. Having worked for the various teams during the placements, I have realized the huge support system you had in place. It was unbelievable how you managed a work of this magnitude and importance. I would, in particular, like to mention the placereps. You guys were amazing. With so much pressure, not just from inside the campus but also with outside expectations, you did a fantabulous job. I hereby promise you, we as a batch, shall carry forward this heritage you have introduced us to. Each one of us will be equally committed to contribute in the future of IIM Calcutta.

A final word for my batchmates. Thank you for being there; for being able to say "I will not sleep since my friend needs me."

Love you guys. IIMC Rocks.

~GiveMeSomeSunshine
~GiveMeSomeRain
~GiveMeAnotherChance
~IwannaGrowUpOnceAgain
~LetPeaceAaaandozzz

Chhedi, Aseem, Aunty's, Bhaat, Bhajan, Bong, Billoo's, Bhondu, Batti, CL, Cali, Cal, Jam, Candi, 90 degrees, Carlos, Park, Despo, Diro, Dep, DOSA, Eggies, Funda, Frusst Corner, KAT, GC, DC, Delta, GolB, Ghasi, GolC, GPL, Gult, Gymkhana, Tempo, Illu, Insti, Intro, LS, LAN, Matka, Rassa, Rassi, OP, Sher-e-Punjab, Schols Ave,Stud, Bady, Presi, Vikramshila, SAG, SOP, PSI, Shantanu's, Tinku, Thoka, Juice, Veggies, GOD,Maal, Maggu, Makhau, Arbit, Huha, Halu, Frusst, Load, Peace, Poltu, PAN, PD, 2.2

Dreamy eyes, skepticism about reaching the right place (pata nahi kaun sa jungle hai), ghar-ka-khana to last for 2 weeks and at least one concerned parent/guardian - Every year more than 800 (and now more than 1000) overly-proud-on-achieving-a-number(called IITJEE AIR) students enter what's supposed to be the longest platform in the world. One would almost want to think that such a platform would be different than others - with no stinks, et al. But it obviously turns out one of the run-of-mill stations with only a neon board carrying the "longest platform in the world" tag. Infact, many students from places which never sleep would want to return from the station itself seeing how dead it is.


Within the first couple of months, these poor souls start thinking if Guantanamo Bay could have been any worse. The mess food which was great initially, starts degrading at a super-fast mode. There are no motored vehicles in a never-ending campus. There will be professors/rassas who'll be more concerned about you not putting the correct page number on your P.T. sheets than the incorrect experimental results. There are no girls, or hardly any girls. :O Dada, Cholbe na!?! :O


Then as a few more months pass, it gets only worse. Seniors, poltu, every half an hour doors getting banged by a "concerned" senior, candi, VP, GSec, End Sem, DepC, this, that .. makes one go ugghhhh.


Come second year and suddenly, you knowing a lot of intros becomes very important. Illu becomes a nightmare. SF, KTJ become more than fests. GC becomes more important than CG. Everything passes in a blur. It's the fastest one year a student spends at kgp, and wishes that the worst is over. If only wishes had wings ..


Third year sees everyone clamoring for a FT. Lakhs of mails go out the Kgp server to foreign lands, 99.9% of the times, failing to do the job. Suddenly one realizes that not many opportunities before placements remain to increase one's CG, a term which slowly starts making sense. This is probably the slowest (the first year passes in a daze) year in Kgp. It ends with the training period, which is more of a paid vacation for most cases.


And finally, the final year. The "Cholbe Na"-land has had given enough reasons to be frustrated with it to everyone. Everyone gains an immunity to any kind of pressure or deadline. As the placement season draws near, CVs start getting made and re-made. Group discussions and interviews become the order of the day. For a change, not only candis, but everyone is in formals. Everyday, people return elated and people return dejected from the TnP. There's a wave of optimism and pessimism at the same time.


By the time all this ends, by the time everyone gets what he/she had come to achieve at an IIT, you start believing that the outside-classroom learning was much more than inside.


By the final month of departure, you start realizing that you always hated this place, but always loved every bit of it. It has made a defining change in your life, it has become a part of your identity - a part of you. You still detest having to appear for those exams and studying for them hard the last night, but you'll exchange the life you're going to live once outside with this in a blink.




I've always found it hard to be mushy about leaving and all. I see around - fb updates, Gtalk Status updates, and every available online media - a deluge of "nostalgia"; "miss you", etc etc messages. I don't feel a thing. Not yet. I'm just around 72 hours away from leaving the campus. This has always been me. I've never been able to gauge beforehand, how hurtful it could be to have something taken away. Maybe because I think that it's just a matter of a vacation and we'll be back again, together. I'm wrong - but that doesn't make any difference. But I also know, that a couple of months down the line, I'm going to miss this all .. and miss it bad. It's then it would sink in. I dread that moment. I only hope I don't cry this time around. When I'd left my high school to enter a new school for my XIIth, I was very jubilant for having got through a good school. But one day, a month or two into the new school, I suddenly broke into tears during the recess remembering my old school. And I felt bad, seriously bad. And I didn't have anyone around to share.


I thank KGP for the friends it gave me. For every single person who made a difference to me in any way. For making me realize, that there are always better people at everything. For instilling the confidence to be myself. For amazing seniors and lovely juniors. For experiences of a lifetime. For everything.


To KGP, with love.


PS1 - Dhavy left the campus, 6 hours back.
PS2 - This post made me nostalgic .. maybe am not so in-humane.
PS3 - If you're from kgp, and I know you, I just want to tell you a "thank you" for making this journey so great for me.
PS4 - If you're from kgp, and I don't know you, I want to tell you a "thank you" for making KGP what it is :)
PS5 - Don't tell me it's a typical post with nothing new/good/useful/important/interesting to add. I don't give a damn .
PS6 - Credits: The list of trigger-words from a friend of mine with a few more words inserted by me. Sorry, forgot from whom I took that. Photograph from Bhalu's album.
PS7 - Take Care

9th April, 2006 was the day I appeared for my JEE. It changed my life. Or should I say, I started knowing life thereon. The result of the examination was certainly not up to the mark since I was performing better in the mock tests. Infact, I was saddened by the fact that I was not able to pursue the branch which I wanted to due to my rank. 10th April, 2010 was the day, when all that disappointment faded away. Finally, I got something I had always wanted - a call from C; IIMC.


JOKAr; JOKAite; IIMCian; call what you may, it only accentuates the aura associated with the tag. I would be cheating myself if I said I always wanted to go to C. B was my dream (please don't bug me with 'A is the best' rant). It did not matter which one is the best. I always placed the three - ABC - in the top brass and had always seen myself in B. Though, as I read more and more into the various facets of the three, I found C to be most of my liking - bole toh, ekdum my type. Infact, if I do convert A (results still on hold .. and honestly, I don't even expect a call), I might as well go against the more common way people chose and take C over A. I have my reasons and I'm satisfied with them.


So, for the moment, am reveling in the glory. I also plan to eat the Rs.2 chocolate I received two years back as a condescending gesture from some who could never gain back my respect. Will do that when I'm reading my call letter. I really look back at the four years in kgp with great self-contentment and having left an impression on some, if not many.


It feels awesome :)


PS1: Yay!!
PS2: Going to the "Alvida" dinner :|
PS3: Will miss kgp .. sachchi!
PS4: I dread the day when people like Amit Sahu will become IAS/IPS/etc ..
PS5: It still feels awesome :)

Every engineering graduate goes through the two-credit (read: do kaudi ka) trauma at the fag end of his (am not a sexist, but 'hers' please don't take offence on my persistent usage of the male pronouns .. as it is, 'hers' is a rare species in engineering campuses) undergraduation. As soon as the GV dates are announced, a distinct buzz can be noted among the final years. No one gives a damn for a two-credit lab, but everyone around feels the pinch of the Grand Viva. Strangely, it's found that practically no one ever flunks the GV (if you're one of those who did, I have no words for you) and still, every one is more worried than they ever were.

Interestingly, students see this as the one opportunity professors have to get on their nerves. I feel, attendance is a much more potent weapon than a GV :P

Anyway, like any other hapless engineering student, I too had to go through the torture today. Four precious days, which could have been spent far more productively on tv series, ipl, facebooking and cricket were wasted in preparing on subjects many of which I never liked. Though, even at the face of such great impediment, I managed to carve out time for innumerable rounds of mindjolt games ;)

Kum-akal-alert: Here on, I'll speak in a language more conducive for Chemical Engineering students. Though, there's nothing which should discourage you to read further since I have successfully (almost) managed to scrape through the four years despite of this language being alien to me till now.

Time: 1345 hours
Date: 7th April, 2010
Location: Room 311, Department of Chemical Engineering

Scapegoats: Moi, Damz, Maddys, Sneho, Bansax, Ghosh, Bholam

The GV scheduled to begin at 1400 hours and we, (well, most of us) who have never had reached a class on time, had reached for the GV before time .. situations.

Each student pitted against each of the three professors. The first three students went in and I was called in after a tantalizing 45 minutes. Imagine what could be running through the mind of a guy who knows he has to enter a den of man-eating (I don't think women would want a woman-eating lion :P ) lions and has to wait for 45 minutes before that. Now go further and imagine another guy waiting with you to go in and keeping on telling you, "yaar kum se kum ek-do haath toh bach hi jayega" (and that guy being the ring-master of the lions :| .. umm, since this could be a far-fetched analogy, read the endnotes for clarification). And if this was still not enough, how about this den being in Libya - home to the hottest place on Earth.

Thankfully, the 45 minutes ended. And then, I met one of the most coolest professors I've ever come across. Unfortunately, I did not have the opportunity to be in his class, but I never thought that I'd regret that within just 10 minutes of interaction with him. Anyway, he went on catching me on some basic fluid mechanics' concepts and was soon over with me when he found that I knew nothing :P

And then, suddenly, as soon as I changed over to the next professor, I was hit by a Agni-III missile. He handed me a piece of paper, encoded in that alien language I told you about with nothing decipherable (later, even the ring-master told me he could not fathom what was written .. so, I did not do that bad :P). Thankfully, I only had to answer in True/False without giving any explanation :D Who'd miss that chance :D

Next, a barrage of questions on IPC, which I had no clue about. Not that I had not prepared IPC, but come on, IPC is IPC. One is not supposed to ask difficult questions on that. And that too questions with terms I had not even obscurely heard of :O

Somehow, I extricated myself giving answers which went nowhere. God save me!

The next professor gave a answer-as-I-ask-or-you-don't-know type round. Rapid fire questions with some rapid-fire answering (yay!) and some rapid-fire blanks (yay! again :D).

Sooner than not, it was over. Am pretty sure that my group's viva did not last for 45 minutes which was a clear indication that by the first group's viva itself, the professors had understood it's useless to grill them much :P

All the while this happened, the three earlier scapegoats (from the first group which entered), were made to sit in the viva-room itself (so that they do not go out and spill the questions to the people waiting outside for the next round). AND, they were giggling :x :x

So, there ended my viva. Eh, GRAND VIVA. Hope I don't get the dreaded "Re-viva". :)

PS1: I scored my highest score in Qilox in Mindjolt which overshadowed the guy second in my list by more than 3 times his score :D yay!! and this, yesterday, ie, night before the viva :)
PS2: That ring-master would be the guy who is DR 1 and the one who's almost absolutely sure to get an Ex grade. Imagine him continuously ranting - "B toh lag hi jayega" while waiting for your turn in viva :|
PS3: No more of those ugly subjects .. yay!
PS4: Beginning of the end of my 4-year stay ..
PS5: Played volley for a couple of hours .. :)
PS6: Do see the cartoon I made on GV posted in one of the earlier posts :)



I read a book after quite some time - "The curious incident of the dog in the night-time" by Mark Haddon. This is while am trying to read Wolf Hall at the same time. But then, the latter is a book I take to my classes since most of my professors are busy trying to explain obscure facts about movies like "Judwa" and another Jeetendra flick I forget the name of.


Haddon has given an amazing insight of how autistic people look at the world. Christopher, the protagonist, a 15-year old, can wonderfully relate to the world of mathematics but cannot understand how life functions. Trying to categorize everything into black and white like in mathematics, Christopher shies away from the unknown and looks for a pattern in everything. As Haddon proceeds into the story, he's given some amazing quotes through the character of Christopher which makes one think (or made me think). I'd like to list some down here:


I think prime numbers are like life. They are very logical but you could never work out the rules, even if you spent all your time thinking about them.
I want my name to mean me.
You could still want something that is very unlikely to happen. 
When people tell you what to do, it's usually very confusing and does not make sense.
People break rules all the time.
 I think people believe in heaven because they don't like the idea of dying, because they want to carry on living and they don't like the idea that other people will move into their house and put their things into the rubbish.
 Mrs. Alexander was doing what is called chatting, where people say things to each other which aren't questions and answers and aren't connected.
 In life you have to take lots of decisions and if you don't take decisions you would never do anything because you would spend all your time choosing between things you could do.
People think they're not computers because they have feelings and computers don't have feelings. But feelings are just having a picture on the screen in your head of what is going to happen tomorrow or next year, or what might have happened instead of what did happen, and if it is a happy picture they smile and if it is a sad picture they cry.
 I like timetables, because they make sure you don't get lost in time.
 Many of these lines might not mean much to you if you haven't yet read the book. But I wanted to get these lines written somewhere to make a record so that I could come back to them whenever I wanted to relive the book.

I have definitely missed on many other quotes which I relished while reading the book. Looking for another such amazingly written novel.

PS1: The chapters in the book are numbered in prime numbers. Very well captured the thought of the title of this post
PS2: Suggest some more thought provoking books if you can.



The historic "Right to Education" comes into force in India on a rather ironic "April Fool's Day". Here's hoping that this one does not turn out to be a mockery given that the other fundamental rights are often denied to many a people.

Come to think of it, I feel that these are moves which are more of an attempt to hog limelight instead of ones with a long term vision of proper implementation. One after the other, decisions which promise to change the face of education in India have been rolled out by Sibal saheb. At times, it seems like these programs have been introduced by him with the sole objective of having his name associated with huge projects so that posterity could speak - "Sibal saheb ki wahaj se hi ye sab ho paya hai." What makes me wonder is, are equipped to handle these as quickly as they have been declared. Surely, with such grandiloquent plans, comes the burden of intense planning and proper channelizing of both funds and resources. What I mean to say is that the support structure to implement such a plan is of enormous importance apart from the plan itself.

I read that XY amount of money has been allocated towards implementation of RTE. But if this money goes through the bureaucratic channels in the same manner as it does in other fields, the trickling down effect of money would kill the purpose of RTE. Mechanism to get the money to the right place is of paramount importance for us be able to implement RTE. The good thing is, RTE guarantees Quality Education and not just education which makes it a potent tool in shaping the youth of India. It promises to provide students learning through activities, exploration and discovery. Again, the bill completely leaves the burden on schools to provide proper teachers, playgrounds and activity centers. Just passing on the burden will not be of any use unless we could do something to support the grass-root level institutions to develop their infrastructure. All the more important is availability of Quality teachers, which we are already short of in India. How exactly is that demand going to be met? The schools themselves will require a complete overhaul to provide the apt pedagogic conditions since each school will be expected to cater a larger number of students.

A very intrinsic supposition which comes with the RTE is that child-labor will be abolished, which is great. But ain't there laws already against child labor? How is it going to be ensured that the children are brought out of the dusty factories and sent to schools? This will be one major question denting the prospects of the right and some tough measures will need to be taken to overcome the predicament.

The finance is there, but if it's not released at the right time and to the right institutions, the complete endeavor would end up just making a few people richer. Institutions at every level need to come together and make a herculean effort to make the 'implementation' of RTE a reality. Introducing the right was indeed a pre-requisite towards ensuring every child gets education, but it's hardly the sufficient step.

A cartoon from today's The Hindu edition very aptly depicts the current scenario:


Hoping that we bridge that gap as soon as possible and are not made "fools" by ourselves.

PS1: Happy "YOUR" day ;)

Here's my first attempt at some cartooning .. This is completely a work of 'fiction' and any parallelisms drawn are at your own risk ;)


PS1: This would also probably be my last cartooning attempt .. gosh, it took an entire evening :|
PS2: My grand viva experience would be up next week :D

IIM Calcutta interview was scheduled the day after the disastrous A interview. Here's my experience, which I don't think would be of any use to anyone .. and you'd know why.


Date: 23rd March, 2010
Time: 1400 hours
Venue: IIM Calcutta (Joka, to be precise)


GD Topic: The art of deception is necessary for achievement

My Performance: I thought I was a bit aggressive. Though I raised pertinent points, the panel thought otherwise and I had to defend my views. Also, in a bid to try and project both sides of the topic, I somehow came across as "shifty" to the panel, as they told me later. Again, I had to explain that it was a conscious effort on my part to see both sides of the coin before coming to a conclusion. We were given approximately one minute each at the end of the discussion in which I made a stand.

Personal Interview:


Before writing about that, let me give a brief background of what happened, which is very pertinent to the whole interview. The first person interviewed by my panel was Nilu, who happens to be my department-mate and close friend. Similar profile with similar tastes in some aspects like books. I was the seventh candidate to be interviewed.

Characters - Moi, 2 Lady professors (one of whom was a professor of behavioral sciences) - referred as L1 and L2, 1 Male professor (professor of Economics) referred as M

Moi: Good afternoon professors.

L1 - Show me your I-card and your certificates please. (They see your I-card before beginning the interview. Kahin Osama na aa jaye)
L1 - Ohk. So you're from IIT Kharagpur, Chemical Department.. Another student was from there na?
Moi - Yes ma'm. The first candidate you interviewed.
L1 - Right.

L1 - (She did most of the talking .. the behavioral professor was mostly writing and the economics professor was .. yaad nahi) So, what do you think how did you perform in your GD?
Moi - Ma'm, I think it was decent. Though I felt I was a bit aggressive and ..

L1 - Oh thank god you felt that! (Thank God I said that .. I almost did not want to say that I was aggressive :P )
L2 - Did you feel you were aggressive or your friends told you?
Moi - No ma'm, it wasn't my friends. Actually, I had realized this halfway through the GD itself and tried to tone myself down.
L1 - But it didn't seem like you did that.
Moi - (ehh .. ) I'm sorry ma'm if that was the case. Maybe my efforts were not enough to be evident.
L1 - hmm .. and I thought you were quite shifty in your arguments. Sometimes speaking positively, sometimes negatively. It seemed that you did not have a viewpoint on the topic.
Moi - (hadh hai! isn't it a general funda that we should not draw guard from the beginning of a GD and should look at both sides of the argument before coming to a conclusion) I then went on to explain that maybe because I got to speak in patches, I might have appeared to be shifty and that if given a chance to express myself continuously, the gradual gradation to the conclusion might have been better displayed. Also, I explained her that I did reach a final stand when concluding to which she agreed.

Now, they turn to the hobbies section of my application form. It had Table Tennis and Reading books mentioned. I had also mentioned the books - To kill a mockingbird, Catcher in the Rye, White Tiger and a couple more. Interestingly, Nilesh also had "to kill a mockingbird" mentioned in his form.


L1 - How is that everyone has "To kill a mockingbird" mentioned in his form?
Moi - (Arey meri kya galti Nilesh ka interview pehle ho gaya aur usne bhi padhi hai kitab) Ma'm, infact it's my favorite book.
L2 - Very unusual book to have as a favorite.
L1 - Goes into some discussion over the book. Questions like - Who was Scout and Jem's friend? Who according to you was the Mockingbird in the book? and a couple more I don't remember.
Moi - Answered them all. Who'll miss the chance to speak half the time of his interview over his favorite book :P

L1 - And you've also read Catcher in the Rye.
Moi - (happy happy :D ) Yes ma'm.
L1 - Another discussion ensues on the book. Some questions on what was Caulfield's dream and what the title of the book symbolizes?
Moi - Again happily took the opportunity :D

L1 - How come you have read these books? For preparation of CAT?
Moi - (Who reads books to prepare for CAT :O) No ma'm. It was just one phase of college when I was reading books which were listed in the Times top 100. (Tried to explain that my peers had reading habits in a completely different horizon and I wanted to expand my range which made me take up these books)


L1 - Ok. So you're from Asansol. Are you a bengali?
Moi - No ma'm. My native place is Jamshedpur. My father is posted at Asansol.
L1 - Oh! So you're a Jharkhandi .. you know, these people don't like themselves to be called Jharkhandis and Biharis (smiles all around)
Moi - Oh no ma'm. I have no problems as such. (how much I wanted to give the ishtud dialogue of "I am an Indian" :P )
L1 - Ok. So tell me what you think on the performance of the Jharkhand Government.
Moi - Explained about it being a failure of the ideology on which it was formed - the upliftment of the region. Also a bit about the large scams attributed to Madhu Koda.
L1 - What other calls do you have?
Moi - Ma'm, Ahmedabad. (Here, I made a slight mistake. I also mentioned Calcutta after Ahmedabad, though slowly.)

L1 - Ok. That should be all I guess. Any questions sir? (referring to the Economics professor)
M1 - No no. I'm done. (kuchh kiya hi kahaan jo done :P)

Moi - Thank you ma'm. Thank you sir.

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I come out with the feeling of "Ye kya tha!" . The interview was over in 17-20 minutes with a large part coming from my hobbies. Could make out no head and tail of the interview. The only good thing was, that it was way better than the interview of Ahmedabad.

PS1: Fingers crossed
PS2: Hands crossed
PS3: Everyone else who interviewed in my panel had similar interviews. I believe, it was a completely behavioral interview.

Equanimity - 29.xx seconds
Irreverent - 4.xx seconds (third-fastest by any team)
Lectern - 3.8x seconds (fastest by any team)

Bronze.

This post is dedicated to my WTGW (What's the good word) team-mates Nilu and Bhat.

Two awesome people to hang out with (It would be too much to call those meetings as practice sessions :P). Luckily or unluckily, the two of them were already walking dictionaries, which meant I could makhofy a bit, but also implied I had to do some catching up. What I learnt from all those sessions? - Poker :P

Plagued with postponements, the event finally took place today. Second last event of the Soc-Cult GC which has seen a dramatic turnaround. A gold would have sealed the fate, but it was not to be. The timings of the second and third rounds show how neat we could have been, if not for the first round. Somehow, I misinterpreted Nilu's pass and went in the wrong direction and by the time we recovered, it was too late. The team deserved far better results - though, every team in the competition would say the same about itself :)

Cheers team!

PS1: Tomorrow, the Soc-cult GC 2009-10 shall find its taker :)
PS2: Will miss the SF word events :(
PS3:  Infact, as an afterthought, who knows if there'll ever be another such event.
PS4: One improvement in WTGW could and should be - a greater number of rounds. 3 are too less.
PS5: Title Credits - Our very own gujju, Dhavy :)

When your interviews begin with that of Ahmedabad, it couldn't get bigger worse.

And what an interview it was. If there was any chance to get selected, I made sure it was obliterated. Here's my experience besot with my comments in italics. I have not written my answers at times due to either me forgetting what I answered, or I do not want to make a greater fool of myself in front of you.

Date: 22nd March, 2010
Time: 0845 hours
Venue: Hotel Kennilworth, Kolkata  (Had been here just three months back)


Essay Topic: Corporate houses should take greater social responsibility

My Performance: I think I did decent. Within the stipulated 10 minutes, I gave a short introduction, two examples and almost concluded.

Personal Interview:

I just had to be the first candidate to be interviewed .. darn!


Characters - Moi (M), Two professors referred to as L (left) and R (right) here on.

Moi: Good morning sir!  (I had not decided on the salutation till then :|)
L&R: Good morning .. please sit down.
Moi sits.


R: So, Moi, where are you from?
Moi: Sir, I'm from xyz near Asansol. Gives a little description about Asansol alongwith distances from Dhanbad and Kolkata. I really had prepared, or so I thought. Until I faced the next question.
R: Ok. So, if you join Kolkata and Asansol with a straight line and extend it further northwards, could you tell me what all places would lie on that line?
Wham! WTF! Completely stumped.
Moi: Sir .. err .. I won't be able to tell you about the straight line, but maybe I could tell you the places which come as we move northwards on the railway line from Kolkata to Asansol. (Big big mistake. . why did I have to go along the railway line)
R: Yeah, go on.
Moi: Kolkata, Burdwan, Durgapur .. blah blah .. Ghaziabad, Delhi.
R: That's it? India ends there?
Moi wide-eyed.
Moi: No sir, but I don't know the places which come next.

R: Ok, since it seems you know a lot about railways (Arrey arrey! maine aisa kab bola :( ) tell me who is the railway minister, and speak on him/her for 40 seconds.
Moi: 40 seconds :O :O Sir, Mamta Bannerjee (40 seconds :O :O) .. blabbered as much as I could for around 20 seconds. That's all sir.

R: hmm. Have you heard about Delhi being in Pakistan? Any advertisement?
Moi: (Ye kya ho raha hai .. Delhi in Pakistan :|  Turns out, there was some Indian Railways goof up in an advertisement which I did not know about. This despite going through the whole of last week's newspaper religiously) No sir. No idea at all.

R: Achcha tell me what is government?
Moi: (Kahaan fas gaya mai subah subah :( ) Blabbered something ..
And then a barrage of W questions - What, why, who, where, when etc etc is government of India .. Don't even remember what all was asked, and what all did I answer.
Somehow, the discussion came on the term "company" .. and soon, W's of company .. what is a company, who can form a company, etc etc.
Yaar nahi pata mere ko kya hota hai government aur company. Chhodh do mere ko. Bachao!


L: (Finally comes into the picture by the time I am completely psyched and shaken by R) So, how do you rate yourself in academics?
Moi: (Lagta hai kuchh prepared chizo pe finally sawal aayenge) Sir, above average.
Went on to give details such as class rank, institute rank and was asked to compare the two ranks and explain why I was doing better in the institute as against the class. Did that. (Kuchh toh kiya/bola)


L: Ok. So, tell me the second law of thermodynamics.
Moi: (yippee! kuchh toh jana pehchana puchha) Told. And missed out on the "unless external work is done/heat is supplied" part .. :iamwithstupid (how could I do that when I had prepared so much :x)
L: I think you missed something.
Moi: (Blank) Sir, I can't seem to remember.
Told him three different statements of the second law. And only in that one particular statement, missed out on that part again.
L: Have you taken any management course?
Moi: Yes sir. Operations Research (I had prepared that well)
L: Hmm. I won't call that as a management course. But ok, tell me what is a dual variable?
Moi: (Hadh hai .. pure OR mei yahi ek question puchhna tha. I had read the breadth of OR, but depth nahi :( ) Sir, I don't remember :(

Ab toh kuchh bhi nahi bacha tha. Geography, Civics, Current Affairs, Academics, sab mei maar li.
R: What are your hobbies?
Moi: (Ab ye kyun puchh rahe ho .. dekhna hai ki itna bhi pata hai ki nahi?) Sir, Table tennis, reading books.
L: Tell names of some books you've read over the last 5 years.
Moi: Told.
The situation was such that with every book I mentioned, R asked me the author. And it was only after he asked me, I told the author's name. My brain had went dead by then.


R: Ok. That would be all I guess.
Really!?! OMG .. thank you so much. I almost thought it was a never-ending ordeal.


My performance: Kuchh kehne ko baki reh gaya hai?


That's it. A complete waste of an opportunity. It was probably the best chance one could ever get to convert an A call due to the high seats:gdpi calls ratio.


PS1: IIM C experience to follow soon.
PS2: IIM A logo trivia - It shows the "SEEDI SAIYED JAALI" - the entrance to a famous mosque in Ahmedabad.
PS3: I don't care I got just A and C calls. Would not have even appeared for calls from other IIMs (apart from B) .. But I care :|
PS4: I am stupid.
PS5: I am stupid :(
PS6: WTGW today.

The unthinkable happened in November-December of 2009. The mouse pawned the cat - something to cheer about for Jerry ;). Beset with innumerable problems, the online version of CAT 2009 was conducted under a wave of criticism over the way it was conducted. Prometric had to bear the brunt of 2.5 lakh candidates in every internet forum where one could chip in. And not without reason. They had indeed goofed up big time. In a bid to recover some lost ground, a re-test was scheduled in January 2010 end. But here too, they fell short having not been able to identify the candidates who should be re-tested.


Anyway, after all this, one would expect a paperless test to be more responsive than the paper one, which translates into a faster result. I appeared for the test on 30th of November, 2009 (Read about my test experience here). And guess what (though, something hardly to guess if you are aware of what's happening around), I could only lay my eyes on the results after 90 days of the test. All this trouble only to be more late than they ever had been with the paper-based test.


28th February, 2010


1220 hours


CAT results declared


99.89%ile


*blink* *blink*

F#cking yes!!

Papaji ..
Kummu ..
Gtalk pings ..

yoyo!!

Sink in .. oh come on .. sink in

blur

And so, the day went on with everyone congratulating everybody else. As the results poured in, it seemed that Nehruites had some kind of unwritten reservation on the higher percentiles. Where else can you find figures like 99.99, .98, .97, .92, .88, .68 in just a sample population of 140 odd students.

More than the percentile, I had wanted calls from all IIMs. But this dream came all crashing down when suddenly, every IIM hiked the weightage on past academics. Soon, students when getting admitted in nursery, will start getting a brochure of how much to score in each class to be eligible and to get selected in the IIMs. Anyhow, "luckily" enough, I got the two cherished calls of A and C (the pain on missing out on B! :( ).

Then it dawned. CAT was not the ultimate test, rather just the beginning.

Interview "horror" experiences soon to be up.

PS1: The scoring system in CAT09, was shitty to say the least (quite humbly, I did expect more :| )
PS2: Dreamt of cracking it since I kept track of bizarre full-forms of CAT - Computed Tomography :D
PS3: My poor F5 key
PS4: I know the post sounds like I am filled with myself. I am. Don't bother.

Greetings

If you are or have been a final year student of engineering, you'll know exactly why I've devoted so much time to build up a new blog. I wonder how will I ever be able to shed off the hangover of this excess dose of 'vellapanti' in just about a couple of months once Kgp becomes history for me.

Anyway, will love to know if the banner looks good enough or needs a touch-up.


Am also trying to change a few more things to make the blog look atleast attractive by looks, if not by posts ;)

Credits to those innumerable people in my Gtalk and FB friend-list who keep badgering one post after the other and 'inspired' me to challenge the writer's block for the moment :)

A follow-up on the year gone by (and in particular, the last semester) will soon be published .. hang on till then.

Credits to Kandra for leading me to this blog theme :)

PS1: Bidding goodbye to pagla ladka *sob sob*
PS2: Song of the day - "alvida"
PS3: Comments, followers .. i need you .. the narcissist i am

Kadardaan