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Hadn’t I been damn serious, I wouldn’t have written this post.
May 5th
For me, fact has always been stranger than fiction and it still continues to be. Written below is my true story about a beautiful girl whom I come to know through a number of bizarre accidents ….and well, she has already made a deep impact on me.
So here goes the story. It was around October-November last year that I got a phone call from this mysterious girl from Delhi. She (kind of) flirted with me in the phone. She also told me that she was 1 yr junior to me in my former school. I don’t know her and she didn’t disclosed her real name. Instead she gave me fake names like Priya/Riya and other similar rhyming words. She called me a few more times in which I told her in a bit rude tone not to irritate me by using all those fake names.
The last time we talked in the phone, I asked her if she had any facebook or orkut profile and she replied that she had opened an account once and haven’t logged on for a long time. And she gave me her profile name as: J*** S** (exact name concealed).
I sent her an orkut friend request with this words “oi nang oire” ( = so, its you). The profile has no photo or video and I didn’t bother to look into other profile details at that time. I was quite busy at that time like anyone in my college. (the struggle in 1st year IIM Calcutta was equivalent to -or even more than- four years of struggle in my previous Engg college).
After many weeks, a friend of mine asked me how come J*** is in my orkut friendlist. I explained to him that she is someone who called me many days ago who claims to be my junior in MPS. My friend shouted: ”Dude, that’s not some fancy Priya/Riya…, thats the real J*** from our same batch from LF ……….”
(what??? OMG.. why didn’t I check her profile properly before. She is that beautiful angel who stole a few breaths from me once. And all these time, I didn’t know about it!!!)
I couldn’t believe it. She is the same girl whom my college roommate had always asked me to befriend with, in my past 4 years of Engg life. I tried to contact her at that time but I could not find any contact links. And now she had been contacting me.
Wow… thats so amazing except that I didn’t realise that it was her all the time who had been calling me …. and the worst part… I hadn’t responded her well !!!
I phoned her that day but she didn’t pick up the phone; called her twice- again no reply. I thought she was angry at me at the way I responded to her when she called me before.
Oh come-on I didn’t know it was you. You should have told me your real name.
I thought I would contact her in orkut instead. My exams and other priorities plus her infrequent orkut-ing kept the conversation a bit less interesting.
After those hectic 1st year college life was over, I was having a good leisure time. That’s when I decided to phone her back after a long gap. But I couldn’t.
how could I?? my phone was lost and with it, all the contacts too 
.
I waited her to come online for days. She seldom comes online and we chatted only a few number of times, but each time she came online she didn’t stay online for long. (Not long enough for me to muster the courage to ask for her number as she sounded more formal these days.)
I decided to take her number from someone instead. I got her number through a long channel of friends. I thought it would be good to first apologize her in phone for the kind of rude response I gave last year. I called her at night day before yesterday. She picked it up and asked who I was.
O really?? I am the one whom you used to phone and now you are speaking as if you don’t know me.
I replied “Hey its me kritidas”. I asked her if we can talk for a few min. She replied that she is at her brother’s quarter and so it would be uncomfortable talking at that moment. Then I asked her if I can call her up the next day. She said yes.
Well it didn’t go that bad. She seems like she had forgiven me.
The next day, I rang her up at 12:45 Pm. She cancelled it. Oops she seems to be in class. I messaged her asking when her class would be over. Getting no response, I called her up again at 5 PM. She didn’t pickup this time.
What is going on? I answered whenever you phoned me before and now you aren’t even picking up my call.
I wrote a few sms with apology, explaining why I was rude etc. etc. but then I decided not to send the sms that day.
I called her up at evening the next day. She picked up and we talked for a few minutes.
Hey I think, your voice seems to be a bit changed from last year.
I told her that her voice has changed a bit since last year. On hearing that she remained silent for a few seconds.
What happened?? Am I not supposed to comment on your voice… Why so silent?
I asked: “what happen?”
Oh come-on your present voice is much sweeter than the previous one. Why do you worry about that?
She replied: ”When did we talk last year?”
It was my turn to remain silent.
What do you mean by that??… so, you phoning me 3-4 times last year doesn’t count as “talking”??? …or …. Or ..is it .. or can it be possible that someone has….
I asked: “Aren’t you the one who called me last year in November???”
……………….
I couldn’t recollect what exactly I spoke after that. I think I stammered… I also remember giving apology to her a hundred times, may be a thousand times. A million of indistinct thoughts and a billion of uneasy emotions sprang all at once. I felt so embarrassed, so stupid, so f**ked up …so.. so (I don’t know how to describe)… ,besides getting angry on that girl who fooled me by giving J***’s orkut profile and misleading me into believing that it was her. After sometime, I succeeded in regaining my composure, and got enough sense to ask J*** if I can call her sometimes. She replied “okay”
Well there is nothing to be happy about a girl saying “okay” as it can mean anything. It can mean “okay right now, but not okay the next second”.
While returning by auto, I can’t help but think about what kind of stupid-fool I was. What a moron… Oh I am so ashame of myself. what kind of impression she might be having about me. I don’t think she would be believing my story at all.
I don’t know if I narrated her, the true story or if I narrated her, a confused version of the same.
She might be thinking that I was a dumb liar who created a seemingly fake story just to get in touch with her.
I could have initiated a normal/nice talk had I known that it wasn’t her; had I got the slightest clue that somebody might be playing on me.
I forgot to get down from the auto and kept sitting there for another 5 minutes, lost in the jungle of embarrassment and other unknown emotions. At last the auto driver asked me if I would sleep the night as well in the auto.
I am not going to search the mysterious girl who called me last year. But I am really thankful to her for letting me know this wonderful girl J***.
Well the truth is, I was building a castle in the air believing that it was J*** who called me. It got scattered at the moment when I learned that I was wrong. I am quite amazed at the kind of emotion I had - embarrassment + something more. Actually… I think..I like her (you might say that I am crazy for saying “I like her” as I haven’t met her,.. well may be I like her because of the circumstances which made me into believing that it was her all the time… ) . I am looking forward to make a good friendship with her at least. I don’t know if she still thinks that I am a moron .
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Loading ...My days so far in Saltlake
Apr 30th
I had not posted any post in my blog for the past many weeks or say months. Today I thought I should write something here. Now I am staying in Saltlake for my internship. It takes more than 1 hour to reach my company office from our college hostel and so I thought I should stay in Saltlake itself. I had foolishly spent more than 5K in taking a room with a friend where we found out that there was regular powercuts at night. We were tricked into believing that there was a backup generator working all the time. Well, after that blunder, we shifted from there after staying for 1 week. My friend stayed back in hostel and I stayed at my friends place in saltlake. I stayed with Geetchandra, DaSadananda, DaBrojeshor and DaChao. I found myself at home staying with them as we eat our homemade foods everyday. I felt like I was back to home everynight when I return from office. It hasn’t passed a single day without eating chicken or fish since I stayed in this place. After each of us returns from offices, we would play badminton. At night, we usually play cards(10-fabi game). DaChaos’ favourite timepass is playing CS in internet. Both dachao and Geetchandra are great CS player. I would also join them occasionally with the avatar Legolas. My internship experience so far has been really good. I don’t hate this corporate life. May be I would narrate here about my internship experience one day. For the time being, I am signing out till I write again. Bbye 
(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...My favorite male and female TV serial characters
Jan 28th
I have many TV characters that I like but if someone asks me to name only two, I would say Michael Schofield(Wentworth Miller) from “Prison break” and Dana Katherine Scully (Gillian Anderson) from “X-files”. If I had been asked this same question 10 years ago, I would have said superman and Phantom. Well everything changes with time. But some things still remain. I still love the SuperHeroes fighting against evils. I still like to watch superhero movies even after knowing that they don’t exists.
I still like fantasy movies like LOTR and Star Dust, both of which are my 2 favorite movies in this category. Well, lets see why I like Schofield (not just because he is an engineer like me) and Scully (not just because she is a beautiful woman).
The thing which I like about Michael Schofield in “Prison break” is the way he plans things. I like the way he sees the world. Most of the time, his decision comes from the then changing environment. He doesn’t have a great physique and yet he outwits all. It always reminds me that a good brain has a lot of better things to do than that of a good physique. (It might be the reason why I am contented with my 6 pack abs rather than 8 pack abs 
). The serial was really good, though it became boring after season 2.
About Dana Scully, I like everything, right from her voice to her character and style. She still looks stunningly beautiful even after 17 years of her 1st episode in X-files. I like her realistic and practical decision. Every choice she makes or every point she puts forward has a scientific and sound logical reasoning. Though it would be hard to find such a character in this real world, she did manage to stick us till the end of the whole series.
(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...My First post of 2010
Jan 6th
It feels like ages since I posted my last blog post. I should say that I don’t have much time for blog posting nowadays or is it that I have lost my habit of posting…. May be a little bit of both. I went home on 25th Dec to celebrate new year at home. But I had to come back on 31st back to college as my friiend told me that there might be quizes on 1st Jan and also I had to attend one program. I missed the big party that was going on at home on New year. Anyway, I spent a new year in IIM calcutta for the 1st time-thats something new I don’t make any serious new year resolutions this time as I find it difficult to follow most of the time in my past days. But I have resolved to write informal blog posts in my blog so long as it concerns my personal writing. You might hav noticed by now that I have made many speling mistakes, shortcuts, smileys in my post. There was a lot of people dancing in Disco light on the nw yr eve in our hostel ground, but I was really sleepy and I cudnot help but have a nice new yr sleep on that day. Ummm.. I think its time to finish this post as I am suppose to attend the morning class…. n I ll try to post more often from today onwards..
(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...My first hand experience of the midnight incident with the Indian Army
Sep 20th
In the wake of 2 months of continuous curfew and general strike going on since july 23rd in Manipur, regarding the killing of a man and a pregnant woman in alleged “fake encounter”, I feel like narrating my first hand experience of an incident about Indian Army/Police that has made a deep impact on me.
6 years ago from now in 2003 in the month of March, I was preparing for my Matriculation exam. Both my father and mother were in hospital as my father was seriously ill and was having kidney operation. My elder brother was in Delhi for his studies. Only my sister and I were in the house. At around 2 am in the midnight, there was a frantic knock in the door. I woke up abruptly, but I could not understand what was going on. Initially I thought that it was an earthquake which was making the door noisy. But as the frantic knock continues, I realized that there is someone at our doorstep. My sister was in the other side of the room and I could understand that she must be really scared. I was also really scared as there is no one in the house other than two of us. After a few seconds, someone spoke in a harsh voice in Hindi. I realized that it was the Indian Army and my whole body was trembling like hell(after you finished reading this, you would understand why any civilian in Manipur is so much scared of Army or police). I thought for a split second whether I should open the door or not. Not opening the door may mean forcing their way in and then God knows what could happen. I opened the door at last. Just as I opened it, I was surrounded by 3-4 army personals with their guns pointing at me. They forced me out of the house. They didn’t say any word. All of them were heavily drunk. I thought whether I should ask them what was going on but I did not have the courage to. I found that there were more than 30 policemen and there were other 4 man from my neighbours (they must have been called out of their house in the same manner). We were asked to move in a row without giving any information of what was going on. They led us by the river side towards the hanging bridge which was about 200 meters away in the midnight. I thought that some bad things like ambush by militants might have happened to the armies and now 5 civilian of us are going to pay the price(This logic is very much rational and valid for anyone staying in Manipur). I thought that I would be shot like any other person and I was in a very emotional state. All those hard work and studies I had done seem meaningless at that point of time. I wished my parents were there in home. I could hear my sister crying and then running to wake up my aunt in the neighbor. My aunt along with some other neighboring women came running after me shouting to the policemen to leave me behind and telling that I was only a student. The armies didn’t bother to answer and they didn’t even let them to come near 5 of us. My aunt fought her way in and held my hands. We were asked to pass the bridge to the other side. Once we were on the other side of the bridge, the army personals also passed the bridge and left us. For a moment I could not understand what it was all about. Then I realized the motives of those armies. They got scared that there might be bombs, hidden in the bridge, by militants and so they were reluctant to pass the bridge. Instead of searching the bridge they wanted us to pass the bridge before them so that if there is any danger, we would face it and they would be safe. Had there been any such bombs, then we would be the victim. When nothing happened, they also passed the bridge and went away. We were the guinea pigs for them. I was very angry at their conduct. They have to wake up the people in the midnight to act as their guinea pigs. Instead of safeguarding us, these armies are using the civilian as their shield. But I felt lucky at least as nothing happened to us on that day. I could not sleep the whole night. I would have been a different person or most possibly non-existent, had something happened on that day.
I still remember the words spoken by one of my brother’s friend to me that “We are very much lucky to be alive every single day as anyone can die any day in Manipur from bomb blast, stray bullets or fake encounter. So we have every reason to celebrate everyday.” I think he is right. As a matter of fact, 96 civilian died in encounters in Manipur in 2006. As many as 30 civilians were killed in 2007 and 136 in 2008.
(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...Things I learnt from the past 3 months so far
Aug 30th
Things I learnt or have done in the past 3 months so far:
1. Studies doesn’t help much in getting good grades, but “not studying” definitely does bring you “F” grade.
2. getting a nice sleep is the 2nd priority and watching movies or tv-serials no longer fits in the priority list.
3. My earlier funda of “If you can’t convince an interviewer/examiner, just confuse him” no longer works now, specially if you see that the statistics exam has a small box to write the answer correct up to exactly 4 decimal points.
4. Going to library nowadays is no longer a taboo(I had visited library only for registration purposes in my Btech life. Now my B.Tech friends laugh a lot when I told them that I often go to library)
5. A day without internet or more precisely –extranet, may mean missing a few surprise quizzes.
6. It is no longer a new thing to see the sun rays seeping in the room just before one straitens up to sleep after completing routine homework.
7. A combination of air conditioned room, a cozy chair, beautiful ppt. slides, the low humming noise of the fan, and a 1 hr 30 min lecture, must be the perfect therapy for an person suffering from insomnia. But it is the new ultimate patience test for all of us to be attentive. (I now know the reason why managers are so patient)
8. Being attentive while sleeping in the class, is the new religion. (I am planning to put specs to shied my eye and to master this technique of looking attentive even while sleeping)
(No Ratings Yet) Loading ...A perfect start in IIMC
Jul 17th
Whenever I phoned any senior in this college before coming here, they seemed to be so busy, even asking me why I called them at 9:34 while I was supposed to call them at 9:30. It looked so odd to me at that time wondering how that 4 minutes matter a lot. Well, after coming here, all those things make sense now. I am writing this post 3 months behind schedule as I had no free time to do or even think of anything which is irrelevant to studies or college stuffs. Well for people with girlfriends, it’s another matter. The 1st 3 days in college, there was nothing particular- no classes, no quizzes (quizzes are as frequent here as that of rainfall in Cherapunji). I watched a few movies to pass the time (this sounds so funny now). There were very few 2nd years at that time in the college and we used to interact with fellow hostel wingies.
17h June, I woke up at around 11 am. I found the college to be so silent suddenly. I thought that probably I am a bit too early to wake up. I slept again and woke up at lunch time. During the lunch many people were suddenly talking about the professors and speeches etc. I realized that I missed the “Fresher’s welcome” which started somewhere around 10 am. I thought –what a start. 22nd june, our first class took place. I missed the first class too. While I was supposed to reach the class room by 12:00, I reached there by 1:00. It seems I had misread the time table. What a great start!!!
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How I got through IIM calcutta
Apr 21st
I am tired of answering the same question that I get from a number of my juniors and my friends alike – How the hell did I cracked IIM calcutta – that too without going for CAT preparation coaching. Well find it out for yourself.
My quest for MBA ( or say IIM) started the day my friend Jaykrishnan(JK) called me in 6th february, 2009 telling me that I got a GD-PI call letter from IIM calcutta. I was in the train coming from Banglore after partying with my friends there. I told JK, “Don’t you think that it is too early to crack a joke now as April Fool is still 2 months away?” Well, JK had to read me out the whole call letter to convince me and I had to phone Waikhom to convince myself. The whole night in the train, I was not able to sleep well but smiling all the way till I reached Bhopal.
On reaching Bhopal, I approached to two coaching institutes for GD PI preparation (one of them was the institute where I went for a 1-month-campus-interview(GD-PI)-preparation 8 months back. And I am still thankful to it for helping me to get placed in Samsung. AND the other was the institute my friends advised me to go as ). On that day, I also approached a well known coaching institue in India but they showed no concern and told me that since I am 1 month late, they would not be able to help me in any case. (But the earlier 2 coaching institutes were very happy to help me and I stayed with them for the 1 month I got) All the institutes asked me this same question, “How come I know my result so late in February when the online result was declared in January 9?”. The reason is this:
I had never planned to go for MBA this year. I thought I would go for MBA after having work-ex of at least 2 years (coz I wanted to experience the life of a tech. engg.) . So I had never gone for any MBA coaching. I had filled up the form just to get myself acquainted with the CAT exam. Two of my friends(Kanti and Subbu) were mainly responsible for that. It was them who convinced me that the Rs 1,300 for the application form was not a waste at all as I would be gaining the experience of giving CAT exam and it may help me in the future when I seriously pursue for it. I agreed (I was always ready to say “yes” at that time because I was quite contented with myself after having been placed recently in Samsung). In order to make up the loss for my Rs 1300, I made Kanti and Subbu agree to the deal that “Whoever gets the highest mark among 3 of us have to give a full day treat to any restaurant of the other 2 friends’ choice”. They agreed. I thought that at least I can get a full day treat from either of the two as I haven’t prepared anything for the exam. Kanti’s application form was somehow rejected for some unknown reason and he was not unhappy at all and he had already started rubbing his belly waiting for the treat. I had never seen or solved a CAT question paper or mock paper before. The night before the exam, I took a mock sample paper from Sam(sanjay) to see the number of questions asked in each section and to estimate the time I should allow in each section. During the exam, I didn’t have any 2nd thought in choosing any answer. I marked those options whichever I felt was the correct one. I didn’t care anything about the negative marking at all. I realised that the two questions which I thought was so easy to be asked in such an exam was actually a tricky one and I had jumped into the wrong answers. After that I didn’t discuss the rest of the question with anyone or check the answers in internet. I was looking forward for a good full day treat from my friend subbu since then.
When the result was out, I didn’t check the result at all because I wasn’t expecting anything. Subbu came and asked me how much I got. I lied to him (even without checking the results) that I got 1 less mark than his marks and after that kanti and I were bugging him to give the treat on that day itself. Much much later I found that I am a GD-PI call getter from IIMC and had got just the magic combination of cutoff marks in almost all the three sections of the paper to get a call from IIMc. (I missed one or the other cut-off marks for getting calls from other IIMs) And I knew of this GD-PI call only when the actual call-letter reached our hostel and that is almost 1 month after the results were out. I got GD-PI call only from IIMC and I had neither submitted any other forms nor gave any other MBA exams other than CAT.
Already, all IIM call getters from my college had been preparing for GD-PI for the past 1 month, and I was starting afresh. After preparing for the remaining 20 days I got, I went to Bangalore to give interview (I don’t remember how and why I chose Bangalore as my interview center as any sane person staying in Bhopal would have given Delhi as the center). The first thing I did in Bangalore was to meet my college senior Rishikanta and go for movie in Inox (probably this must be the reason why I chose Bangalore).
On the interview day, I think that I was the only one who was completely free of any tension and in fact I was enjoying myself talking with all those call-getters who looked pretty serious. GD was good. And the interview was really interesting. I was really casual in the interview. I was asked a lot of situation type questions. My answers were all straight undiplomatic but honest answers that many would have avoided in an interview. I knew that the interviewers were also happy with me and my answers. Besides that we also talked about my place, past achievements, experiences, other extra-curricular activities like football(I am a football player for my college team), chess, parasailling and gliding, blogging and interest in internet affiliate marketing etc etc. The interview ran for around 20 mins. I would say that the interview went really smooth.
I didn’t anticipate for the results. I was just happy at whatever I had done. It was on 10th April that I found that I converted the only call I received. I am really happy in having achieved this feat. As far as I am concern, I believe that besides academics, great variety of extracurricular activities can take you in a good direction in interview – the reason being that the interviewer has a good time to discuss with your profile and so it can end really comfortably. In my case, I was not asked even a single technical question.
PS: Even though I haven’t prepared anything for the CAT exam, I had solved a lot of many similar questions(analytics, mental ability test, logic reasoning etc) in cracking NTSE scholarship in class 10.
And yes, I agree with my friends that I was damn lucky.
(1 votes, average: 5.00 out of 5) Loading ...A trip to Banglore to meet my friend
Mar 6th
I went to meet my friend Ibsen in Banglore the previous week. His mom and sister are also there with him. Since the 1st year in college I haven’t seen him as the holiday/vacation period between my college and his college never matches. This time the college stuffs are really less (being in final year) and so I thought that I should go and meet him. Many of my friends are there in his college too. Moreover bro Rishikanta is doing job there in IBM and he had also invited me there for a party. I haven’t gone to Banglore before and so this would be my first time. Needless to say Banglore is really a good place with the moderate temperature it has. Temperature and weatherwise it is much better than Bhopal. I enjoyed the stay in Banglore. Ibsen and Akhtar came to take me from the train station. Ibsen had gain much weights and I was surprise to see it after this 4 years. Ibsen’s mom cooked good manipuri dishes everyday and that reminded me of our delicious manipuri dishes back at home. It was nice to see them and I went roaming and site seeing with them all the time. I also went to malls. There was no good movies worth seeing for in Inox Cinema. Big Hollywood action movies were releasing in the coming weekend but I will miss that. Anyway I enjoyed my stay. After some 3-4 days, I went to bro Rishikanta’s place. We again enjoyed a lot. He didnt go to office in that week as he told me that he didnt have much work at that time. We went to watch the movie “Bedtime stories” in Inox. At night, we would watch movies or surf internet in his PC. As the week ends I came for Bhopal. This journey to Banglore brought me good memories we shared in the past. And the best part comes while I was about to reach Bhopal when Jaykrishnan called me to say that I have been selected for the GD/PI for IIM calcutta!!! I never expected to get a single call letter from any college and…… it was like a dream to me. I didn’t believe when JK called me first and so he read the whole call letter to convince me. When I reached Bhopal, many of my friends were waiting for me to give me a big GPL. That day’s GPL seems to be most painful yet sweetest so far.
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