I've just been told that I scored 78.4% marks in my last semester, probably the highest in my batch!!! Screw me, the bombs get dropped when you are expecting them the least...lolz
But did i really toil hard enough for these marks, or is it just another fluke of my life??Just like the rank in GATE that I am sure, I didn't deserve. Just 20 days of rigorous candor, and my luck paid off. If only, it was this easy in other walks of life as well.
And now as always, and as a true Libran (shit, am I proud of being that) I once again find myself circling this crossroad in the ascent of my career - Where to, should I take the next step??
Should I stay faithful to my trade, my graduation subjects, my faculties and to my perviously 'decided' mind and continue with the darker, the technical side of my mind (did it sound like, I'm describing Ravana?)
Or should I switch myself to the more glamorous world of Management, just because the perks carry higher and fatter cheques, dwell in exotic locations and hopefully amongst bikni clad women...
Was I not always taught that work and not money should be the top priority of one's life? How and why do people expect me to forget the lessons that have been cintered in me ever since I started showing wings?
LOLz...off late, my life has been haunted by lots and lots of why's'!!! I wonder if I would ever be able to answer them...
Monday, March 24, 2008
Graffiti...
As a rule a man's a fool;
When it's hot he
wants it cool;
When it's cool he
wants it hot.
Always wanting
what is not.
When it's hot he
wants it cool;
When it's cool he
wants it hot.
Always wanting
what is not.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
I cried in rain...
Music of thunder filled our ears that night,
Drenched by the torrent were we.
Droplets like dew,
Rolling down your beautiful face,
Passing the knife sharp nose,
Down to those luscious lips,
Fading in sacred of places.
Shivering with cold and heated by love,
Hoaxed by water,
Visible was your gorgeous curves.
Inhaling your freshness,
Disappearing were those soaked clothes with my,
Act of larcenous.
Downpour was orchestrating the act of love making.
Gone are those days, with a heavy heart,
That still misses you my sweetheart.
Still I like sound of thunder,
That reminds you,
In my heart deep under.
No one will notice my pain,
Because thinking of you, I cried in rain.
Drenched by the torrent were we.
Droplets like dew,
Rolling down your beautiful face,
Passing the knife sharp nose,
Down to those luscious lips,
Fading in sacred of places.
Shivering with cold and heated by love,
Hoaxed by water,
Visible was your gorgeous curves.
Inhaling your freshness,
Disappearing were those soaked clothes with my,
Act of larcenous.
Downpour was orchestrating the act of love making.
Gone are those days, with a heavy heart,
That still misses you my sweetheart.
Still I like sound of thunder,
That reminds you,
In my heart deep under.
No one will notice my pain,
Because thinking of you, I cried in rain.
Achievable goals...
The key to happiness is setting achievable goals. For example, I think a bad goal is trying to find enlightenment, or becoming one with the universe. That has hard work written all over it. I was thinking about this recently because of the story in the news about the 35-year old woman who stayed in her bathroom until her skin fused with the molecules in the toilet seat.
http://edition.cnn.com/2008/US/03/13/woman.in.bathroom.ap/index.html
While it might be hard to become one with the universe, apparently it is easier to become one with your own toilet. All you need is a boyfriend who is willing to slip pizzas under the door.
While we’re on the topic of the boyfriend, I also think he did a good job of setting his goals low in terms of girlfriends. If you’ve ever had a high maintenance relationship, I think you can appreciate the subtle beauty of his arrangement. This fellow found a girlfriend who never complained. Can you top that?
I see this woman as a pioneer in the evolution of humankind. Her life might sound boring to you, but imagine if she had a laptop in there, with a wireless Internet connection. Suddenly a bad idea starts to look rather brilliant. For most of us, moving from place to place is usually about seeking food, bathroom breaks, employment, conversation, sexual stimulation, and returning to the computer. That’s a lot of time wasted moving around. A laptop and a toilet can satisfy all of those needs. You can even order food online. I’m not ready to make that sort of commitment yet myself, but I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t give it some serious thought.
http://edition.cnn.com/2008/US/03/13/woman.in.bathroom.ap/index.html
While it might be hard to become one with the universe, apparently it is easier to become one with your own toilet. All you need is a boyfriend who is willing to slip pizzas under the door.
While we’re on the topic of the boyfriend, I also think he did a good job of setting his goals low in terms of girlfriends. If you’ve ever had a high maintenance relationship, I think you can appreciate the subtle beauty of his arrangement. This fellow found a girlfriend who never complained. Can you top that?
I see this woman as a pioneer in the evolution of humankind. Her life might sound boring to you, but imagine if she had a laptop in there, with a wireless Internet connection. Suddenly a bad idea starts to look rather brilliant. For most of us, moving from place to place is usually about seeking food, bathroom breaks, employment, conversation, sexual stimulation, and returning to the computer. That’s a lot of time wasted moving around. A laptop and a toilet can satisfy all of those needs. You can even order food online. I’m not ready to make that sort of commitment yet myself, but I’d be lying if I told you I didn’t give it some serious thought.
Tear your resumes...
This is controversial, but here goes: I think if you're remarkable, amazing or just plain spectacular, you probably shouldn't have a resume at all.
Not just for my little internship, but in general. Great people shouldn't have a resume.
Here's why: A resume is an excuse to reject you. Once you send me your resume, I can say, "oh, they're missing this or they're missing that," and boom, you're out.
Having a resume begs for you to go into that big machine that looks for relevant keywords, and begs for you to get a job as a cog in a giant machine. Just more fodder for the corporate behemoth. That might be fine for average folks looking for an average job, but is that what you deserve?
If you don't have a resume, what do you have?
How about three extraordinary letters of recommendation from people the employer knows or respects?
Or a sophisticated project they can see or touch?
Or a reputation that precedes you?
Or a blog that is so compelling and insightful that they have no choice but to follow up?
Some say, "well, that's fine, but I don't have those."
Yeah, that's my point. If you don't have those, why do you think you are remarkable, amazing or just plain spectacular? It sounds to me like if you don't have those, you've been brainwashed into acting like you're sort of ordinary.
Great jobs, world class jobs, jobs people kill for... those jobs don't get filled by people emailing in resumes. Ever.
Not just for my little internship, but in general. Great people shouldn't have a resume.
Here's why: A resume is an excuse to reject you. Once you send me your resume, I can say, "oh, they're missing this or they're missing that," and boom, you're out.
Having a resume begs for you to go into that big machine that looks for relevant keywords, and begs for you to get a job as a cog in a giant machine. Just more fodder for the corporate behemoth. That might be fine for average folks looking for an average job, but is that what you deserve?
If you don't have a resume, what do you have?
How about three extraordinary letters of recommendation from people the employer knows or respects?
Or a sophisticated project they can see or touch?
Or a reputation that precedes you?
Or a blog that is so compelling and insightful that they have no choice but to follow up?
Some say, "well, that's fine, but I don't have those."
Yeah, that's my point. If you don't have those, why do you think you are remarkable, amazing or just plain spectacular? It sounds to me like if you don't have those, you've been brainwashed into acting like you're sort of ordinary.
Great jobs, world class jobs, jobs people kill for... those jobs don't get filled by people emailing in resumes. Ever.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Why should we not love???
It’s easy to understand why we should not love if you have understood the previous parts, esp. LOVE 5 & 6. There are some reasons why we love [LOVE 5] and these are not always the same with why we should love [LOVE 6]. So there must be some reasons why we should not love.
a) We should not love someone we can ‘live with’ just because we have to love someone, without any feeling of love for her/him.
b) We should not love someone in a hurry out of the thought what others will think if they know that we are single. It is rather ridiculous to pervert our own feelings for others’ opinions.
c) We should not love someone just because (s)he loves us (i.e. if not mutual love). Sometimes we feel that if I don’t love the one who loves me, then how can I be sure that the one I love will also love me? It can be true, but not a universal truth.
d) We should not love out of the thought that if we let the ‘chance’ go (if chance comes, of course), we may not get another chance. Once again, it can be true, but not a universal truth. And I must repeat, having or not having ‘chances’ should not be the reason to love or not to love.
e) Once again, there might be other opinions also in this list, depending upon individuals.
To say the least, one should not love someone if (s)he does not love her/him.
a) We should not love someone we can ‘live with’ just because we have to love someone, without any feeling of love for her/him.
b) We should not love someone in a hurry out of the thought what others will think if they know that we are single. It is rather ridiculous to pervert our own feelings for others’ opinions.
c) We should not love someone just because (s)he loves us (i.e. if not mutual love). Sometimes we feel that if I don’t love the one who loves me, then how can I be sure that the one I love will also love me? It can be true, but not a universal truth.
d) We should not love out of the thought that if we let the ‘chance’ go (if chance comes, of course), we may not get another chance. Once again, it can be true, but not a universal truth. And I must repeat, having or not having ‘chances’ should not be the reason to love or not to love.
e) Once again, there might be other opinions also in this list, depending upon individuals.
To say the least, one should not love someone if (s)he does not love her/him.
We invent and then they do...
Men discovered COLOURS and invented PAINT,
Women discovered PAINT and invented MAKEUP.
Men discovered the WORD and invented CONVERSATION,
Women discovered CONVERSATION and invented GOSSIP.
Men discovered GAMBLING and invented CARDS,
Women discovered CARDS and invented WITCHERY.
Men discovered AGRICULTURE and invented FOOD,
Women discovered FOOD and invented DIET.
Men discovered FRIENDSHIP and invented LOVE,
Women discovered LOVE and invented MARRIAGE.
Men discovered TRADING and invented MONEY,
Women discovered MONEY and invented SHOPPING.
Thereafter Men have discovered and invented a lot of things...
While Women STUCK to shopping.
Women discovered PAINT and invented MAKEUP.
Men discovered the WORD and invented CONVERSATION,
Women discovered CONVERSATION and invented GOSSIP.
Men discovered GAMBLING and invented CARDS,
Women discovered CARDS and invented WITCHERY.
Men discovered AGRICULTURE and invented FOOD,
Women discovered FOOD and invented DIET.
Men discovered FRIENDSHIP and invented LOVE,
Women discovered LOVE and invented MARRIAGE.
Men discovered TRADING and invented MONEY,
Women discovered MONEY and invented SHOPPING.
Thereafter Men have discovered and invented a lot of things...
While Women STUCK to shopping.
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