Rise and Fall

Unbearable pain. Trying to force its way out. But the world within is too dark and deadly. No space, No room. Constant grind. Constant input. The Unwanted get expelled right away. Only the fittest survive. It's blood shed around here. Now and then a solid metallic knock and a blinding ray of light. It's the halo of wisdom.

No sooner did my wisdom tooth rise than the dentist fixed the date for its removal. Yet another discovery - My teeth structure is devoid of the second molars. An average human is supposed to have 2 molars and the third one being the wisdom tooth. I became a subject of experiment at the clinic today when the doctor discovered this strange dental formation. My life is never short of surprises-usually on the mental front, this time on the dental.

Cheers!!!

Alma mater turns lucky for the wrong reasons

Its KKR vs RR.

Irevna arranged a bulk booking for the Chennai vs Rjasthan IPL match (May 24th). I blocked 4 against my name . The company arranged for a lucky draw whereby ten names would be picked for 1 free ticket/ name. Its not just a simple lot system. They had framed certain metrics based on the KKR vs RR match such as -
- Total number of catches in the match x 2
- Highest strike rate /5
- Total number of extras etc etc....
There were totally 73 irevnites who had booked tickets against their names. Ten lucky ones to get a ticket free. And to my sheer disbelief three of them turned out to be BIMites.

Gnanasundaram (thanks to yousuf pathan's strike rate), Arun sai (BIM 21) for extras and my serial number was 14 : 7 catches in the match so 7x2=14 . Lol. isn't that cool. I get my ticket sponsored and gotta pay only for the remaining 3 that i booked for my folks. And the lazy Nano and Sai get their sole ticket sponsored.

So who is luckier. They or i ???? Now thats a million dollar question. :D

Adventures of me post baptism

Long time.Hope life's treating you well. My training period is over and I was proved wrong in assuming that training is honeymoon period. Was made to slog a bit. Got a project with -------------. My analyst is ---------. Looks like a chink. He gave a stinker feedback of my sample report. So used to being appreciated for most of the works done hitherto, this came as a not so welcome shock to my ego. 'Welcome to Corporate world'. Was reminded of P.Sudarshan (PAPC). For a moment I thought I should leave the company and start my own business. Glad he decided to continue with me. He thinks I'll improve down the line. Let him think. He believes my summers in Infra sector will help me track the construction and Infrastructure industry in---------------. LOL. Somebody should take the initiative to enlighten the world as to what we MBA s doing during our course and summers. Anyways, now I have to build a model for the top 3 engg design companies in -------------- should see the mails we write – "Hope you are doing good… Looking forward to work with you…. Hope it'll be a learning experience…. I would love to take up extra responsibilities.. Hope I am not disturbing you.. When can I call you…" !@#!@$@!#$. Working with Indians is much simpler. They may not respect you but at least you know they are not happy when they say – YOU LADY… Look what you've done!!!.

Let's move on to the lighter side. Am driving my car all around the city now. Was proud of my driving skills and maneuvering ability TILL THIS MORNING. One half naked cyclist caused a big scratch mark on my black carL. Once I knew that the car hit him I kept moving … hence a long strait white color mark. L This happened on Doraisamy subway. Tnagar (one of the busiest areas… for those who do not know). This man then parks his Ferrari right in front of my car…in the middle of the road… and starts shouting "Naaaye.. unakku ottaa theryiyaadu… Adichitu nee maatuku poittee irukka.. Naaaye..!@#$$!$ !@#$!@#$#@$ " . NO TRANSLATION FOR THOSE WHO DON'T UNDERSTAND THIS.

I kept mum. What else could I do? Daddy says "The onus is always on the bigger vehicle" Tatas should make cars smaller than cycles. Am starting to learn things the harder way. : P

That was not quite the lighter side.

Saw the first Chennai match in Chepauk stadium. Chennai vs Mumbai. A group of 15 BIMites.. BIM 22 and 21. Going for the match on 24^th vs Rajasthan Royals. Irevna is booking tickets. Had an induction party in Raintree Hotel. 23rd I have a team Party at The Accord. So life's not all that bad for me. Took Nano & Shilpi for a drive to Praggy's house to collect our sweatshirts. Hit Abhi;s place on the way back. Not much of BIM meets but for these. Bala came to our office. Thankfully it was lunch time and not many people were there. He missed a good sight. The girls here are quite pretty.

RK is not happy with the money and he is looking at something really BIG (I meant an entrepreneurship venture GUYS). So his day goes away in Dabbawala thoughts. In fact he disappears after lunch. Busy with business deals. : P. Nano comes and leaves as he likes. Shilpi studies for her CFA. Ulti is busy in the next building. When asked as to what he was doing this is what he had to say "Research on option pricing formula assuming non-gaussian distribution without dynamic hedging and analyzing volatility models under conditionally heteroskedastic stochastic processes". In short.. Googling. I actually thought he was was doing that. ITS ULTI AND HE IS CAPABLE OF It

Gotta go now. FavORITE show on TV.

TN 10 U - 6728

Am high on Alto ego.

There is always a last time

The more I see the less i know
the more i like to let it go....




There is always a first time.. they say. But at this point in time 'last time' seems more appropriate.

When I hurried this morning to block the last available IIIrd AC seat in Pallavan Express to CHennai on 13-04-2008 it seemed like the last time I would be searching for TPJ- MAS in IRCTC.

When I washed my clothes in bulk and meticulously hung them on the fence it seemed like the last time i would be doing it.Thanks to the advanced technology at home but Im surely gonna miss my washing stone.

When I packed my stuff this noon and stuffed them into my suitcase it seemed like the last time.

When my bathroom bulb gave way (n+1)th time today.. it seemed like the last time and i decided not to fix it this time around.

When I could smell the rain .. a respite from the summer heat.. i felt like it was the last rain and was reminded of the first rain

When I got a chance to drive on the highway in the dark... which definitely was my first time.. it still felt like the last time. Isnt it ironic

When I jammed on BIM street haplessly and cluelessly loud.. i felt like it was the last time

When I poured buckets of water in my sweet haven to beat the heat and repose in peace I really felt like it was the last time I would get to sleep like that...

Will this be my last blog during my time here?

Final Trimester

First day of the last trimester. 2 years have flown like ether .. and by the time i turn back it will have been 2 years from now. i step into this trime with mixed feelings... and a million questions. will these be my last days as a student? will i ever get to lead the callous life again? will the next few days be the happiest or the saddest days of my life? in the end of it.. will i really be missed by anyone or miss anyone after getting out of this halloween portal? for all i know.. the next time i read this blog the first signs of grey would start to peep out.

and yeah... happy new year ..2008.

Breakfast at Ooty?

for those who have read my previous posts: this is an invite for lunch at Shinkows, Ooty

Guess 1 hour at ooty is all i get to spend, in each visit of mine to this forbidden place . This time around we(nish koks deepa nan and myself) drove to ooty from coimbatore via coonoor. It was all fine when we started at 7 am. 'so far so good' but not for too long. once we hit the ghats the engine radiator started heating up. didnt seem worth worrying in the beginning. the first 2 halts (for the engine to take a leak) was just another excuse for us to pose at different angles and try and avoid hill sickness. the third pitstop was a never ending leak for the car. that was when we realised that something was actually wrong. time was already 9 and breakfast was getting cold at nan's place in coonoor( atleast 30 odd kms to go ) and our stomachs were grumbling. Like a Messiah there appeared a man who arranged for a mechanic only to find out that the fan was not working (simplified version of what i could decipher from the automotive language and terms that were being spoken). a temporary fan was fit to the car. we hit coonoor at 12 for breakfast. the serene tea estates and the flawless winding roads were quite a feast for the eye. The food disappeared in no time. we left for ooty and hit Shinkows (famous chinese restaurant). We can always make space to dump in over and over again... cant we? By the time we could finish lunch the plains beckoned.

whats next? how about breakfast at ooty?