I went to a pub here in rouen recently..... I really wanted to because I had never been to one before. ....I dont drink but I still wanted to know why people like pubbing and drinking and I wanted to know it first hand........ well recently I ve discovered that its good to try out new things until it doesnt hurt anybody else or make you lose control of yourself.....so thats why I dont like drinking.....but everybody should try everything at least once in their lives.......well forget everybody else....I ve decided to do it!!......
I ve tasted wine on the flight and beer at the pub and I find both of them HORRIBLE....our good old pepsi coke r so much more better!!......and I m never gonna drink them ever again...but I am so glad I ve tried them out.....now I know first hand why I dont like them!!.....now that doesnt mean I should also kill somebody to know how it feels like.....well common sense prevails on that one:)......
I went to the pub n we were the first people to enter at around 9pm...well it was a little embarrasing to be sitting there alone because most people only came around midnight.....I tried my hand at dancing too but I didnt like it......its not really my cup of tea:).....I discovered I m so much more comfortable sitting on the sofa n watching other people drink and dance......its so much fun just sitting, sipping your soft drink n watching people dance around.......everything was overpriced there but I wanted to try something new......I bought a beer costing 5euros....it was the cheapest stuff I could find....damn! u get the same stuff outside for 1euro..........it tasted horrible and had to give more than half the beer to my friend......
There have been a few changes to my mindset since I came to France and I think its for the better. In India I would never even think of drinking but now I realize one should never despise something without even doing it once......I despise wine,beer n all kinds of hard drinks but I am glad I despise them first hand:).......I am so looking forward to my next sojour to a club or pub.......well its pretty costly so I guess once a month would be possible.....hope so.....
Monday, February 16, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
my first lesson
I believe that most things in life happen for a reason. It doesnt matter whether you consider that thing as good or bad......... because its not the merit of that thing which is important but its the way you digest those things that counts......wondering wat the hell I am talking about??.....well let me tell you a small story.....
In my last blog, I talked about that girl-fake emailID stuff.....let me take that story one step ahead.....
It had almost been a month since the day I told that girl about my stupidity...you must be wondering why the hell I dont mention her name.....well i suppose i dont have the copyrights yet to do that......I hardly talk to her now.....but still its good manners to respect people's privacy......lets call her X for the moment...so I hardly talked to X during the month as i thought she must really hate me for what I had done(though an year later she told me that she didnt talk to me because she thought it was me who hated her!!)......
It was the day when we got our maths answer sheets........X as always was among the toppers.....when i got my paper I cldnt believe my eyes....i scored 28/100...i was bloody expecting around 60!!......now dont think I had always been a maths wizard and top scored every damn exam....I always scored around 60 or 70......neither more nor less....I didnt even open the paper and gave it back to the teacher to retotal it.....I was so sure I cldnt fail......after an hour or so the teacher sent my paper back with a girl guneet.....she was kind of my rival in marks/exams.....we both always scored similar marks in our ''own range''......I suppose you know what I mean........in school we have different ranges for different kind of people.....my range was 60-70 marks and I never even cared about people who scored more than that.....my competition was only with people in my range:)......I know it sounds so stupid now but those days we were just kids caring about stupid little things....so she had this strange smile on her face....I cldnt decipher it exactly but I guessed I had passed and she was just happy for me.....I looked at the paper and got the biggest shock of my life....there was a totalling mistake allright....but I still failed.....i got 32 instead of 28.....as if it mattered......and for an instant I soooooo hated guneet....
I dont know what happened that moment but I actually put my head on the table and just cried.....it was embarrasing and horrible....but I just cldnt stop the tears.....and everything about the stuff with X and gunnet and everything else were washed away with those tears.....all I knew was that I was gonna change things.....I didnt know how and how much time it would take..but I knew I was going to mobilise everything I had to do it......
An year later, I was one of the maths toppers at both my school and tution centre in the class 10th board exams.....
I still have that 32/100 answer sheet and I hope I could preserve it forever......
It reminds me how important failures are in life, how not to ignore them and how to cherish them......
In my last blog, I talked about that girl-fake emailID stuff.....let me take that story one step ahead.....
It had almost been a month since the day I told that girl about my stupidity...you must be wondering why the hell I dont mention her name.....well i suppose i dont have the copyrights yet to do that......I hardly talk to her now.....but still its good manners to respect people's privacy......lets call her X for the moment...so I hardly talked to X during the month as i thought she must really hate me for what I had done(though an year later she told me that she didnt talk to me because she thought it was me who hated her!!)......
It was the day when we got our maths answer sheets........X as always was among the toppers.....when i got my paper I cldnt believe my eyes....i scored 28/100...i was bloody expecting around 60!!......now dont think I had always been a maths wizard and top scored every damn exam....I always scored around 60 or 70......neither more nor less....I didnt even open the paper and gave it back to the teacher to retotal it.....I was so sure I cldnt fail......after an hour or so the teacher sent my paper back with a girl guneet.....she was kind of my rival in marks/exams.....we both always scored similar marks in our ''own range''......I suppose you know what I mean........in school we have different ranges for different kind of people.....my range was 60-70 marks and I never even cared about people who scored more than that.....my competition was only with people in my range:)......I know it sounds so stupid now but those days we were just kids caring about stupid little things....so she had this strange smile on her face....I cldnt decipher it exactly but I guessed I had passed and she was just happy for me.....I looked at the paper and got the biggest shock of my life....there was a totalling mistake allright....but I still failed.....i got 32 instead of 28.....as if it mattered......and for an instant I soooooo hated guneet....
I dont know what happened that moment but I actually put my head on the table and just cried.....it was embarrasing and horrible....but I just cldnt stop the tears.....and everything about the stuff with X and gunnet and everything else were washed away with those tears.....all I knew was that I was gonna change things.....I didnt know how and how much time it would take..but I knew I was going to mobilise everything I had to do it......
An year later, I was one of the maths toppers at both my school and tution centre in the class 10th board exams.....
I still have that 32/100 answer sheet and I hope I could preserve it forever......
It reminds me how important failures are in life, how not to ignore them and how to cherish them......
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
my most memorable summer at VIT
Its about last summer, the term end examinations were over and I was one of the few people staying back before the placements started....needless to say I was feeling horrible at the beginning, having to bear the thought that I had to spend 3 weeks all alone with none of my friends around me....I had to complete 6 weeks of industrial training before the next semester began and I was still 4 weeks short....and with the placements in the middle of the summer, I cldnt go home and do my remaining weeks....I had to be back for placements anyway...so the only choice I had was to do my internship in VIT itself.....at TIFAC-CORE.....I had shifted to E block for the summer, for that was the place reserved for students wishing to stay back during the vacations.....I lived in E in my first year too, I kinda of liked it better than H block....things were going on well, though boring, till then.....
I had a very unauspicious beginning.....one day before my training was gonna start, Sandeep Sir(the then co-ordinator of interns at TIFAC) informed me that the internship program stood cancelled.....apparantely our then dean Dr Raina struck a very bright thought at the last minute that TIFAC was not really an industry and so our interships wont be accepted.....we tried to convince him but to no avail.....so after 2 days I had just given up and decided to get a fake certificate for 4 weeks from somewhere....it was too late to apply for internships anywhere else....it was a very hard thing to do because I am kinda of a person who hates doing such things .....but I had no choice....
So I went to see sandeep sir to tell him I was going back home....I had even booked flight tickets....he told me that there still might be a chance to do my intern at TIFAC as my internship might be accepted by the next dean Dr Alex who was about to replace Dr Raina in a few months and well before I wld have my review....so he asked me if I wanted to take that risk.....and I said OK.....logically, getting that fake certificate wld have been so much more easier but I wanted to take the risk....at least I would learn something at TIFAC even if my intern doesnt get accpeted.....and so the most memorable summer began!!........
Sandeep sir told me that there was this new microcontroller available at TIFAC which nobody really knew or understood and they were looking for somebody to take it up as a study project so that the faculty too could learn something about it while guiding me.....its called PowerPC.....but he said I would have to work really hard to make any kind of progress in 4 weeks.....having nothing else to do in my room I used to stay at TIFAC from 9 in the morning till 7 or 8pm.....sometimes I even used to have dinner with Sandeep Sir at food court....it was so much fun....I never had time to feel lonely....sometimes I did feel lonely but it wasnt really big deal.....I used to reach my hostel late night around 8 or 9, have dinner and fall asleep.....then in the morning I used to get up at 6am and go for a little walk after breakfast in mess....I came back and prepared my report for my work previous day, before I started my day at TIFAC...never before did I have so much fun working on something......
And I loved the people at TIFAC, they were so friendly with me. I felt like being at home at TIFAC. ...Sandeep Sir used to tell me that if I keep working hard I shouldnt have any problems getting into a core company like bosch, delphi or freescale......he used to tell that twice or thrice every week to keep me motivated.....and it worked!....everytime he said bosch, my heart used to leap up!!....he himself had done his final project at bosch and he told me how it was like.....it made me so want to get into bosch or some other similar company......
3 weeks later we had TCS visiting our campus for placements......I was one of the 1075 students who got through.....it was really late night when the results were announced and people were parting all around me....I was sitting in my room digesting what had just happened...I just got a 25K rs job right after I finished college...I was supposed to feel excited but I didnt.....I was so full of dreams about a core company that TCS just didnt seem good enough for me.....I told myself that I deserved something far better and I promised that I will work however much it takes to get something better....even if it meant going for an off campus interview after college...
1 month later, on july 18th Delphi visited our campus and I got through......it was one of the most wonderful days of my entire life....it was almost midnight when the results were announced at the PAT conference hall and it was raining outside....I still remember standing at the T junction b/w anna audi, main building and centurian bank with my arms open, looking up at the sky, getting completely drenched in rain in my formal clothes......I hope I dont sound like bragging away... but I really felt I deserved what I got that day.....and I thanked God for that......the first person I called up was Sandeep Sir......I ll never forget that night....I never possibly can....it was the end of the most memorable summer of my entire life.......
I had a very unauspicious beginning.....one day before my training was gonna start, Sandeep Sir(the then co-ordinator of interns at TIFAC) informed me that the internship program stood cancelled.....apparantely our then dean Dr Raina struck a very bright thought at the last minute that TIFAC was not really an industry and so our interships wont be accepted.....we tried to convince him but to no avail.....so after 2 days I had just given up and decided to get a fake certificate for 4 weeks from somewhere....it was too late to apply for internships anywhere else....it was a very hard thing to do because I am kinda of a person who hates doing such things .....but I had no choice....
So I went to see sandeep sir to tell him I was going back home....I had even booked flight tickets....he told me that there still might be a chance to do my intern at TIFAC as my internship might be accepted by the next dean Dr Alex who was about to replace Dr Raina in a few months and well before I wld have my review....so he asked me if I wanted to take that risk.....and I said OK.....logically, getting that fake certificate wld have been so much more easier but I wanted to take the risk....at least I would learn something at TIFAC even if my intern doesnt get accpeted.....and so the most memorable summer began!!........
Sandeep sir told me that there was this new microcontroller available at TIFAC which nobody really knew or understood and they were looking for somebody to take it up as a study project so that the faculty too could learn something about it while guiding me.....its called PowerPC.....but he said I would have to work really hard to make any kind of progress in 4 weeks.....having nothing else to do in my room I used to stay at TIFAC from 9 in the morning till 7 or 8pm.....sometimes I even used to have dinner with Sandeep Sir at food court....it was so much fun....I never had time to feel lonely....sometimes I did feel lonely but it wasnt really big deal.....I used to reach my hostel late night around 8 or 9, have dinner and fall asleep.....then in the morning I used to get up at 6am and go for a little walk after breakfast in mess....I came back and prepared my report for my work previous day, before I started my day at TIFAC...never before did I have so much fun working on something......
And I loved the people at TIFAC, they were so friendly with me. I felt like being at home at TIFAC. ...Sandeep Sir used to tell me that if I keep working hard I shouldnt have any problems getting into a core company like bosch, delphi or freescale......he used to tell that twice or thrice every week to keep me motivated.....and it worked!....everytime he said bosch, my heart used to leap up!!....he himself had done his final project at bosch and he told me how it was like.....it made me so want to get into bosch or some other similar company......
3 weeks later we had TCS visiting our campus for placements......I was one of the 1075 students who got through.....it was really late night when the results were announced and people were parting all around me....I was sitting in my room digesting what had just happened...I just got a 25K rs job right after I finished college...I was supposed to feel excited but I didnt.....I was so full of dreams about a core company that TCS just didnt seem good enough for me.....I told myself that I deserved something far better and I promised that I will work however much it takes to get something better....even if it meant going for an off campus interview after college...
1 month later, on july 18th Delphi visited our campus and I got through......it was one of the most wonderful days of my entire life....it was almost midnight when the results were announced at the PAT conference hall and it was raining outside....I still remember standing at the T junction b/w anna audi, main building and centurian bank with my arms open, looking up at the sky, getting completely drenched in rain in my formal clothes......I hope I dont sound like bragging away... but I really felt I deserved what I got that day.....and I thanked God for that......the first person I called up was Sandeep Sir......I ll never forget that night....I never possibly can....it was the end of the most memorable summer of my entire life.......
Monday, February 9, 2009
living out a dream!!
Its official now.....I ve decided to try my hand at blogging.....I was wondering for quite a while whether or not I should blog...I ve always been too personal about my stuff n too shy to let them out in the open....but now I ve decided to give it a shot...what the heck!!....
I am in France right now in a beautiful little town called Rouen, an hour away from Paris. I am glad I am not in paris....the sheer number of people, cars, the noise simply freaks me out!!.....5 months back I had absolutely no idea I was going to be here....no idea I would get my chance at living out a dream so soon!!.....Guess I was very lucky.......I always wanted to 'live' in another country for a few months at least(not out of my parents money of course).....and at most....I am Indian with all my heart wanting to spend most of my life in India with my family.....but I want to see new places, to discover the culture, may be even try to learn their language if possible(right now I am making a horrible attempt at learning french...I hardly find time to concentrate on learning it!!..i am trying nonetheless:)......
Life here is far more organized and comfortable than it is in India......life here goes by the minute.....everyday I catch the 8:02am bus to the nearest metro station and the 8:17 metro to reach the college at exactly 8:55.....you can never imagine this kind of punctuality in India...another thing I ve observed here is the sincerity with which people do their work....be it the supermarket cashier, guards, police, or anybody doing any job for that matter......there is a lot we can learn from people here.....well i suppose I should save some stuff for my next blog
Au Revoir!!
I am in France right now in a beautiful little town called Rouen, an hour away from Paris. I am glad I am not in paris....the sheer number of people, cars, the noise simply freaks me out!!.....5 months back I had absolutely no idea I was going to be here....no idea I would get my chance at living out a dream so soon!!.....Guess I was very lucky.......I always wanted to 'live' in another country for a few months at least(not out of my parents money of course).....and at most....I am Indian with all my heart wanting to spend most of my life in India with my family.....but I want to see new places, to discover the culture, may be even try to learn their language if possible(right now I am making a horrible attempt at learning french...I hardly find time to concentrate on learning it!!..i am trying nonetheless:)......
Life here is far more organized and comfortable than it is in India......life here goes by the minute.....everyday I catch the 8:02am bus to the nearest metro station and the 8:17 metro to reach the college at exactly 8:55.....you can never imagine this kind of punctuality in India...another thing I ve observed here is the sincerity with which people do their work....be it the supermarket cashier, guards, police, or anybody doing any job for that matter......there is a lot we can learn from people here.....well i suppose I should save some stuff for my next blog
Au Revoir!!
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