Stupendously Sublime

We have got 6 offers now, only 37 more to get and the road is getting tougher by the minute, the moral quandaries are stacking up and we don' know where to bury our heads...Well enough of reality lets now traverse the realm of my ponderings, and it is a dark place indeed. In a recent conversation with a good friend i was told that he had had enough fun to last him a lifetime and that the time had come for him to get serious about his life, and that got me thinking that is there any concept of enough fun? does this quantity exist where a line demarcates acceptable and unacceptable amount of fun? My life was such that i had to grow up a lot, very very fast and my fun life came later, away from everything and everyone in the serene hills of the Himalaya's. Reflecting further, i was hit by only one logical conclusion, that fun is not an amount but like spirituality, fun is a way of life. Being in a state of no responsibility, having few to answer to, and doing things you are ...

4th November, circa 7:00 pm The tension was palpable, you could have cut it into pieces and served it if it were any thicker, lets say by god's grace or by god's wrath, i was not in such a situation. But, all around the tension, the wait, the expectancy was lying thick like a blanket of fog, and in that fog sitting like a fool was I, the sheer emotions getting to me too. This state above describes the scenes of the first company on campus, 4 people from my class got placed, they had the odds in their favour, and the thing with odds is that sometimes the high odds lose out too. The result was sounded out in a very pseudo funny manner, i mean take a hint from the faces of the students lady, they are not there to joke. The co. was a highly coveted one and as an MHRODian am proud that it came to our campus. What makes me even more proud was the fact that one of the selected was indeed a dark horse, the underdog (which reminds me of the kasabian song: "See the crowd loves a...

To all my friends, i have spent the last hour using my considerable talents to write something that will eventually curb my free spirit, destroy my cognition and remove all originality from my thought process, i have used the most precious gift of my life to start something that will eventually destroy my life. Cheers for i begin my foray, competing with 42 of the best minds in the country for a goal that will lead to my slavery... Into that hell of corporate life my father let my mind awake Consulting and the Light Bulb A   consultant   (from   Latin:   consultare   "to discuss") is a professional  who provides professional or expert advice Light Bulb: “The incandescent light bulb, incandescent lamp or incandescent light globe makes light by heating a metal filament wire to a high temperature until it glows. The hot filament is protected from air by a glass bulb that is filled with inert gas or evacuated” This is a standard definition that I cop...

This post has been building up within me for a long time, nowadays most of my experiences are with my post grad mates, so if i'm not doing justice to my college days, i'm extremely sorry for that, but thus is the fallacy of life, "out of sight is out of mind", my case in point is that on two occasions i have sacrificed golden opportunities of being with them, my sincerest apologies to Jollinder, Tushar and robin-da whom i had to ditch because of the stupid symposia, and then because of my own ambition, but my ambition is not the subject of this post and neither is my remorse for missed opportunities, this post is the events of one night. Sitting at Sudama Tea Stall (our hangout from 6-8 pm) we were as usual, having our tea (actually tea flavoured milk) with a great amount of repartee, which at times seems like all of us are on a mission to enter the non veg version of comedy circus (or other such raucous comedy shows), anywho, suddenly all of us noticed a very v...

There seems to be a serious dearth of blogging issues in my mind right now, i can barely churn out one post a month and even that comes after some serious pondering, after 2 years of blogging i can consider myself a veteran of sorts and re-reading my own works is one of the gulity pleasures that i like to revel in, but this post that i'm about to embark upon is something that is a change from my norm of non-serious works, ok not such a big change then :), it has been about 40 days since the junior batch i.e. the MHROD 2013 batch were admitted to our institution and they are a landmark batch of sorts, they were the first in our history to be admitted through the CAT route, and this fact in some converse way makes our batch i.e. MHROD 2012 a landmark batch as well, well more an "end of an era" batch, that students will no longer be from the entrance test mould. Era's and epoch's are meant to end if not today then a few years hence. But to tell you the truth yo...

Today, well yesterday (after a quick peek at the bottom right of the screen) i was in a deep conversation with that bugger (Arijit Chakraborty: Auri), and we were talking about all the new stuff that is happening around us, while going medieval on 1 chicken burra, 1 chicken roll, 1 mutton roll, 1/2 a plate of Kadhai Chicken and a few tandoori rotis (the only reason for my listing our menu is that we can EAT), the next batch coming in has caused a major upheaval in our lives and all of my intent in showing them that they are in a professional B-School has sublimated faster than sodium (or does it spontaneously combust???), they have spectacularly smashed all of my expectations and not in a good way...but bitching about them will come in a newer post... This time as i was filling my stomach, i was getting something off my chest too, and i have realised that Richa Bigghe is my favourite, whatever said, period. The knowledge that this has brought me is that sometimes our relationships ...

The world is full of rhetoric, spouted from the mouths of wise people who in their limited wisdom try to affect the choices of those whom they deem unworthy of intellectual equality, to put this simply there is a lot of intellectual discrimination going on and it is the educated, experienced and elite who look down upon others as unworthy of their attention. This in turn sows the seed of hypocrisy where certain people look up to these "elite" for guidance and direction and get "advice" on what they should and should not do. My point in bringing about this vague and convoluted context is that there is a lot of advice going on about how one's life should be lived, if one was to believe the movies life should be lived large and grand where every moment should be savoured like a fine french magnum, and if one were to believe the "experts" life should be lived in a prioritised way, where your family, friends and yourself are a priority and not your work, mo...