I was looking out for something substantial to happen so that I could put up a new post about it. Well, with 12-14 hours on the laptop everyday, I don't really give myself a fair chance of interaction with the real world which might lead to something interesting. As for the exam updates, CAT was even more dismal this year, just a 97.3. English again spelled my doom. I really don't get the hang of this normalization stuff. My quant section had gone pretty well but even there the score was not that great. This time I had gone into the battle field like a gladiator, on one of the most coveted dates. In case there is a next time, I will fight like a guerilla warrior, surreptitiously looking out for an early Monday slot. XLRI is again a saviour with a BM call at 98.98 but with 1:8 ratio of seats to calls it will not be easy. But I will give it my best shot. Most of my friends and seniors also could not score well this time, where as the juniors went bonkers with the scores. It is funny when I reminisce the times when I used to guide and motivate them. The tables were turned over on me. But I have not lost faith in my ability, there is one last fight still left in me.
At my previous firm every day was a long boring daymare (nightmare occuring in day). Though now I look back, it wasn't that bad a place to be too. The crowd was young, girls were beautiful, there were more trips and parties, they laid a lot of emphasis on character building which was a good thing, but the hierarchy, levels of secrecy were stifling. So was the 64 km roundtrip voyage everyday. Coming to the present, at my new job things are different. The timings are flexible, dream office location, work culture very open, work more intellectually stimulating. All the colleagues are awesome, though I don't like their love for toilet jokes and the incessant homosexual banter. My travel experiences as a result of returning late from office are full of drunk people and their acts which deserve a post of their own. I never realized how fast time passed here as I would be completing 5 months pretty soon. Due to my desperateness to make a switch, I had willingly accepted the fact that I would soon be working alone from this office for the US team. That got delayed but finally when the moment came, I wasn't ready for it. My boss assures me that I will have people here available to help me out technically but the crux of the problem is psychological. All those who say working in a team is tough, try working alone once. Adjusting to this solitary confinement is going to be tough. A skill I have mastered here is preparing Maggi in a microwave. The hidden reserves of Origano seasonings which added 7 stars to the noodles are depleted now so I would have to look for more add ins.
The third part of this post is about today. After a 2 month gap, I again played cricket. Bowled well, fielded brilliantly, batted poorly (though I managed to hit a six batting left handed as that way I could play a leg side shot. This was my only scoring shot of the day). Given a choice, any one would love to bat instead of bowling as it is less energy consuming, gives a feeling of things in control. But I took up fast bowling as it gives you a way to vent out some aggression and the demand supply ratio makes it more probable for a person to get involved in the game if he is willing to bowl. We tied one of the matches so it went to a superover and carrying my superover form from class cricket it proved to be a no match from there on. Sister has advised me to take a tablet before the impending pain due to lactic acid build-up strikes back. But as I hate medicines, listening to others, I refused. The pain will also remind me of the fun I had there.
If you read my untitled post dated 25 June 2011 about how my friend Rahul Mishra had left the job he had got after so much of an effort, you would have appreciated the character and perseverence shown by him. Well, all that paid off as he got a job which posted him to Malaysia (though his initial posting was supposed to be in Africa which made him an object of ridicule and a potential model for Fair & Lovely inspite of his complexion) in company of white sands and hot babes. I hope he has as much fun there as I want him to have.
There is so much more to write but I don't feel like making this blog a vent to pour out my soul any more. When I read through the previous posts, the stuff seemed to be passionately written. Now it seems crap with no syntax or flow. Anyways, let this place be just a ticker for the various updates.
