Thursday, January 18, 2007

I call these JPEG memories...















We have been enjoying each others company for over three and a half years now - the four inseperables: sid, soup, tatha and myself sandy, but never has an evening been such yielding as the Jan 11 one.
Well, we were to meet to celebrate Soup's birthday, but the evening translated into something more serious, something thoroughly crude (to be taken in a positive sense). It led to the complete unfolding of ourselves.
The evening started with a cup of coffee and ended with a cup of coffee too, but was interfused with gulping of some gastronomic delights at KFC and sudden bursts of mad photography sessions.
That evening we finally stationed ourselves at the roof top food court 'Hang Out', where we occupied a table with a view. Fuming coffee arrived soon and thereon started the journey that made us peel each other to the core. It was a process of upholding the postives and negatives of each of us. It was a thoroughly enjoyed discussion and certainly had considerable weight.
But an obvious question surely pops up, why such a discussion?
An obvious answer follows it. Because each of us as individuals have a dream of becoming a conjunctive best.
So cheers to our time unbounded friendship.

Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Today the CAT result got revealed. I got a 96.89 percentile. It apparently seems a happy figure, but there's the irony...its just not enough for the IIMs'...just inches away. Though it was my first CAT, I had expectations from it. So it was really hard for me to digest the fact that my fingers were inches away from the button which would have opened the door of the IIMs'.
What if the great P.C.Sorcar(Junior) had altered the positions of 6 and 8 in my score with his illusory skills...I'll tell you what. I could have acquired a chair of confidence regarding a call for the interviews. But that's not to happen...as still illusion and reality are two extreme concepts.
People say time heal all wounds. This can be counted as one of my first major wounds. Perhaps it will heal over time. But mind you a wounded tiger is twice desperate and effective compared to a non wounded one. I will bounce back again and again to remind you who I am.