<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:03:25.083-08:00</updated><category term='Nostalgia'/><category term='freshers city meet'/><category term='~~Best days of my life...1~~'/><category term='iim calcutta'/><category term='iimc'/><category term='JDKPS'/><category term='iim'/><category term='marriage'/><category term='3 months of efforts...1 line of formality'/><category term='cat'/><category term='intercaste'/><category term='India'/><category term='Inter caste'/><category term='sarkar raj'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Blogging Down</title><subtitle type='html'>... life is beautiful, if you know how to look at it ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-8639478432285007536</id><published>2009-06-06T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:07:54.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nostalgia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JDKPS'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;An honor it is !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;For last few days I have been finding a reason to publish a blog. True that a lot of things have happened recently. Things like, finding new friends, fighting with older ones, leaving my job in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Noida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;, and also the friends there, socializing with relatives at home; but none had inspired me to publish a blog. But it happened today !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Today, after more than 9 years, I happened to visit my school for forms attestation. I have always wished for this visit, but never took the initiative till today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:'lucida grande';font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Jankidas Kapur Public School, the building of the school is as great as it has always been..., the red tiled bricks, beautiful gardens, ample space in the play ground, statues of 3 goddesses in the prayer hall and the school corridors... whole of my childhood came alive in front of my eyes. How just being there had shaped my life as it is today. How the classes we attended, the games we played, the experiments we did in labs, the audio visual sessions we attended, the library books we issued, the talks we had with teachers, the teachers we respected, the friends we made, the care we got... all these things were preparing us for the real life, and we didn't even realize it till late. And when we do realize, the childhood had gone, all good things captured in memories. But, that's life. I met with our new Principal Sir. I remember being in Principal's Room thrice during my school days. The trophies and the posters used to mesmerize me and his table used to stretch till horizon for my small eyes that time. But today, it was different, it was a meeting of two grownups, a meeting where I agreed with him when he said 'schooling is important and more significant than outside coaching'. And my agreement twinkled in his eyes like his success. Sir were more than happy to know about my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;IIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; Calcutta joining.  He invited me to address school students in my next visit home. Some thing I always dreamt of and today, felt how big an honour it would be !! A pleasant surprise was when I ran into my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Ph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;edu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;. teacher, Mr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Vijay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sharma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; Sir, who took zero seconds to recall my name 'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;helly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;kuch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;khaane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;nahi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;milta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;', Of course he was referring to my slim trim health :P   How much I owe my success to him, only I can tell. All the sports certificates I was carrying in my hand, were because he had always taken an initiative on school's behalf to go on tournaments. He was as charming as he had always been, only a hint of grey hair had come. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Even the road to school carries memories, of the spilt ice creams, walks to home drenched in rain..!!, falling off from bicycle a couple of times....., but now it is just a road less travelled, though I have miles to go...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" style="text-align: justify; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Proud to be a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;JDPKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; student !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;Shelly Jain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt;JDKPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#666666;"&gt; Class of 2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-8639478432285007536?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/8639478432285007536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=8639478432285007536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/8639478432285007536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/8639478432285007536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2009/06/honor-it-is-for-last-few-days-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-8156032030011206213</id><published>2009-05-10T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T07:13:51.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iim calcutta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iimc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freshers city meet'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;IIM&lt;/span&gt; Calcutta City Meet for Freshers - New Delhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With an offer from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;iim&lt;/span&gt;-c (..oops &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;joka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as it is known between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;jokaites&lt;/span&gt;), life surely will bring many new experiences. The support from seniors, be it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Pre&lt;/span&gt; GD/PI &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Mentorship&lt;/span&gt; program, or formation of google group, prompt responses on forums like PG or Orkut, has been outstanding. It just touched a newer height today. Quite a number of seniors are doing there internships in India. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;In spite&lt;/span&gt; of the immense work pressure which they must be having in office, they organized a freshers meet in 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;metro cities&lt;/span&gt; of India. I attended the one in Delhi. We three students from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Noida&lt;/span&gt; too off around 5.30 pm. The meet was at India International Centre. The address mentioned a Max Muller's Road, but we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; find any landmark with that name, until we were returning. But thanks to auto-rick driver(s), we asked for directions and reached the venue on time. The atmosphere was calm. Many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;batch mates&lt;/span&gt; had arrived (hereafter called PG1). Couple of dudes were standing near the screen, so I assumed they were seniors (hereafter called PG2). After a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt;, the meeting starting with a quick round of introductions by both PG1 and PG2. Couldn't recognize many even after having seen their orkut snaps. Anyway, there was one full row of PG1s from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;iit&lt;/span&gt;-d, second from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;dce&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nsit&lt;/span&gt;. Backbenchers were a mix of work-ex guys and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;fachchas&lt;/span&gt;, last but not the least, I was the only gal in the crowd (gosh! where do gals land up in life? they get good marks in school and colleges, then why the hell they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; pursue studies..). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... will leave this thought right here. I want to jump to last section of the meeting, so will cover the happenings before that in few lines. The presentation on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;joka&lt;/span&gt; was awesome, nice creativity again. Some cool pics were shown. One slide was on professors who will teach us and believe me, that was &lt;em&gt;the slide of the day&lt;/em&gt;! Then a tea break. Chit chat happened. Enjoyed it. And when we were back, few more guys had joined and thankfully a girl. Now I would like to mention that they were no dudes, they were &lt;strong&gt;'the dudes'&lt;/strong&gt;, from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Joka&lt;/span&gt; Batch of 2009 (hereafter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;refered&lt;/span&gt; as PG3). Awesome persona, elegant way of handling questions, the looks that would impress and the profiles which I had till now only heard of. Well, in all, I was already falling for the moment, thinking what wonderful life I am gonna have soon. The Q&amp;amp;A went on for a while. Both PG-2/3 were eager to resolve our queries. I could already sense the bond of togetherness which &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;jokaites&lt;/span&gt; share with each other, with their seniors and above all with their institute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know, I am one among lucky 408 students going to be the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;jokaites&lt;/span&gt; of 2011. Today, I came to know, I am not lucky, but &lt;strong&gt;'the luckiest'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A month from now, I will start my journey to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;jokaland&lt;/span&gt;. I am already missing it (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;... yes I am). Waiting eagerly to be a part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;IIM&lt;/span&gt; Calcutta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On sweet notes, signing off,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;G'nite&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-8156032030011206213?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/8156032030011206213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=8156032030011206213' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/8156032030011206213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/8156032030011206213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2009/05/iim-calcutta-city-meet-for-freshers-new.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-7793814868031822762</id><published>2009-05-05T12:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T09:07:01.839-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intercaste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inter caste'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What it takes to say yes to an inter caste marriage?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am sure every Indian youth, irrespective of caste, creed, sect or sex, would have encountered a situation where a side has to be chosen - support an inter caste marriage or not. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As a first impulsive response to this query, 90+% would say they do not support caste system at all and would like it to be eradicated from India. But, after a deeper introspect, many would start considering external criterion like wish of parents, kinds of adjustments that one will have to do, the society and the status and many more. &lt;em&gt;The real answer may remain a 'no' but, in action, it would be 'yes'.&lt;/em&gt; From the experiences of people around, I can say that most of the relationships in India break due to inter caste differences at the time of final commitment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A similar question has been put to me many a times. I being a 'Jain', face much more restrictions. For me considering any non-Jain prospect would not just be an inter caste but an 'inter-religion' tie up. Thus all above factors contribute in double fold. But in between all the thoughts, I fail to understand the real challenge to take a bold decision. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Is the biggest challenge going against one's parents' will? From the day a girl is born, parents have a wish that after her marriage, she be happy in her in-laws house. That, she makes them proud and makes a nice home. After wedding, a situation occurs when the girl has to choose between her parents and husband (and believe me these situations arrive). Here, everyone including parents, husband, in-laws and 'the society' will expect the girl to choose her husband over her parents. Because that is her final home, her future, her life. Thus I say, why not make the similar choice before marriage. Marriage to me seems to provide a legal licence to take such a decision, while the parties involved and the consequences in both circumstances remain the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Do the kind of adjustments the biggest challenge? Eating habits? Jainism is considered to be 'the most' restrictive religion when eating is considered. Many vegetables are not permitted. The supper is expected to be completed before sunset because lot of small organisms would die if a fire is lit after dark. Now consider the worst case. The guy is a non vegetarian and loves none other but non veg food. After marriage, he would be implicitly assumed to quit having non-veg. A more humble solution for him would be have non-veg food outside (... with a packet of mentos at the end :D) Many other such adjustments I can think of (cooking, living style etc) can be worked upon. It would be a test of mutual understanding and respect for each other's religion. In long term this will be beneficial, as the bond of togetherness with strengthen by small compromises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I would give society a one-line. I don't give a damn to what others would have to say or gossip, so discarding this point. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Another challenge is to follow the traditions. May be till now I am not aware of why a particular festival is celebrated in a religion. But over time, I can learn the reasons, the beliefs and gradually would be able to give due respect to the same. So not a challenge. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The next point which I feel to be a real challenge is faith in respective Gods. I have worshipped the superpower by a name (Lord Parshvnath). I have utterest faith in God. I give the credit of all good in my life to HIM. I also believe that there is only one God, and names are created by humans. But, given a situation, I am asked to replace the name in my heart, by Shiva, Ganesha, Jesus or Allah or any other name used by humans to refer to HIM. It is a possible task, but would I be able to do it. My answer is 'No'. Even if I try, I would not be 100% true inside. It is very much similar to love my guy by a different name. A general solution people seek is worshipping individual Gods or putting pictures of both the Gods in house and saying prayers to both. This also I think is not a pure solution. I have place only for one in my heart. And that place can not be shared. If I try to share, it will be breaking faith with both. This is like loving two people at the same time and giving equal respect and place in life. This can never be achieved. I am not sure if anyone will ever understand this point deeply, but I always feel this to be a challenge. May be this could be worked upon and I might be unaware of a right approach at present. Btw, did I mention that for an Indian girl, her husband is bigger than all Gods... oops now I did ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;signing off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;G'nite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-7793814868031822762?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/7793814868031822762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=7793814868031822762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/7793814868031822762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/7793814868031822762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-it-takes-to-say-yes-to-inter-caste.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-7122320542044763658</id><published>2009-04-10T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T20:00:53.053-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iim calcutta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iimc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iim'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My journey to IIM Calcutta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was preparing for CAT and later gd/pi, I found the experiences people had shared very good. I could related myself to those articles and gauge the situation better.&lt;br /&gt;So here I post a piece of my experience on How I made to IIM-C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Common problems:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Killer QA Section -&lt;/em&gt; In my previous CAT attempt, I got single digit score in QA, a small score in DI, and a good score in VA. It was same in all mocks. I devoted a lot of time studying mathematics. I can mention that maths has been my favorite subject, I was very good in maths, YET here I was unable to do more than 6 QA qs in one paper.  So what wrong ???? Call for an RCA - d Root Cause Analysis. And I came to a conclusion that out of 25 qs in a QA section of a paper, I knew or I could easily solve 15-18 qs. But due to poor selection, I always hit the difficult q and wasted lot of time on it, just to realize midway that I should move to next q, which again by my wrong algo would be one of challenger qs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coaching - to do or not to do -&lt;/em&gt; As I started to prepare for CAT 2008, I faced this dilema. Surely poor score in QA was eating me. And with coaching, one always expects to become 'regular' in studies. I say thats crap. Another RCA - A person who wouldn't study regulary, would not attend classes regularly. Thats my belief. That said, I think coaching classes are good if one has been little weak in studies in schooltime or is totally out of touch. Take a test, read these terms - probablity, permutations, time distance, rational number, pi, tangents, altitude - If majority of these terms are alien to you, go for coaching, if you remember these, but not fully, brush up your basics and retake the test. You decide, if you still face the dilema. Well, I didn't and now I was on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to attempt simCATs -&lt;/em&gt; I am an IMS fan, I love their simCATs and the analysis section. Its awesome. But, just going for a test, devote 150 mins and come back to sqaure one 'is to be avoided'. The term here is 'strategy'. Choose your strategy for a mock, and see how it goes. Well I tested my sequence of attempting 3 sections, time management - round robin or time slicing or random and lot more. You'll see which suits you best - the idea here is to keep your brain active, positive and not to stress out. Also, I prepared a maths section well for one week and did all qs on that in my weekend simCAT. This helped me boost my confidence in those sections. But, beware, the week I prepared trigno, there was 'zero' qs in next simCAT on trigno :-) So, prepare most of the topics, yet be best in your fav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before CAT/on CAT day -&lt;/em&gt; Just relax. You have studied well. That knowledge is still present in your memory. Now, you just need to believe in yourself. C'mon you know yourself, and you know you get nervous in real test and go blank for a moment - what to do ?? Listen this, on my CAT day, there was this wedding, and loud music was playing right next to my CAT center. For first 20 minutes, I could not read properly and got a headache. BUT, that was my day, I wouldn't let anyone get that. So remember what you know - Pray once and FOCUS. You will realize 2 hours have ended only when the bell goes out. Till then, its you and your paper. Nothing else - not even your thoughts to crack it or not to, or any any thing. Just you, those qs, a nice selection, and darkening the right circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;GD/PI -&lt;/em&gt; Well well, I confess, this is harder test than the written one. You see the profiles of candidates, their long list of extra-curr and then back at your small oneliner :-). Doesn't matter. Then you see that people know much more about eco, pol, fin n blah and you realize you recently came to know what inflation is. Doesn't matter. You see people from IIT, DCE and blah. Then you look at the unknown college of your small city in your profile sheet. Doesn't matter. Even on GD/PI days, you see people giving fundas about different colleges, and you realize you only know IIMs. Doesn't matter. NOW, what matters ??? Answer is simple, its 'Power of YOU'. You are unique, you are passionate, you can visualize yourself in IIM class performing best, you can visualize yourself at a managers seat making effective well informed decisions - This all matters. Make yourself aware of 'you within'. And be confident, just show them 'that you', the day is yours !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lot more I can write. But I leave that for you to do one year from now !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-7122320542044763658?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/7122320542044763658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=7122320542044763658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/7122320542044763658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/7122320542044763658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-journey-to-iim-calcutta-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-4508899620607637721</id><published>2009-04-10T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:12:26.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Full Moon of April 9, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have put your soul into a task but the result depends in someone's else hand,&lt;br /&gt;When that decision stands as a turning point in your life and you are not allowed to guess...&lt;br /&gt;Well at that time you happen to log to astrologyzone.com and keep checking if there in bad written for you :-D&lt;br /&gt;Something like this has been happening for a long time for me. IIM interviews were done on March 10th, and the last month has been a killer time waiting, waiting and more waiting - till yesterday&lt;em&gt;..more on this later..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I log in the above mentioned website, and here I give an excerpt from the April forecast for capricorn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A cornucopia of goodies will be coming your way in April, with upbeat developments in travel, career, money, romance, home, and family. Your possibilities for progress will be impressive on all fronts in this highly productive, satisfying month. Wow! Do as much as you can this month, dear Capricorn.....Watch what occurs on or in the four days surrounding the full moon April 9.....News should be just what you want to hear....will be the only full moon of 2009 in your career sector, so it's sure to be a decisive moment...Rest assured, all things related to your career (and also your home, since Venus is currently moving through your home sector) will start to go better, first near the full moon, April 9 and then even more so after April 17.....If you were born on or within five days of December 26, this new moon will be your best buddy, and you will feel the effects the most. ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.astrologyzone.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;www.astrologyzone.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess, it was correct - Results were out yesterday and I made it to IIM- C and IIM-L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Joining IIM Calcutta Class of 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-4508899620607637721?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/4508899620607637721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=4508899620607637721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/4508899620607637721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/4508899620607637721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2009/04/full-moon-of-april-9-2009-when-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-8098464799230961630</id><published>2009-02-26T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:00:21.208-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time flies a lot faster than we realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September'08 was when I wrote my last blog n since then life hasn't stopped happening. First its the &lt;i&gt;king aka wml&lt;/i&gt; who occupied my october. Now dont ask more, even I dont know much :-( ... then November was NOT about CAT ONLY. 1. My oldest friend cum roomie, got married, moved to US; 2. My sis got engaged :D 3.  then comes CAT, cant forget the day-loudspeaker during the test, n I overconcentrated :P and as it turns out the next day - I scored well .. nah dont smile, lots to come later. 4. Mishra Junior arrives in the world :) gosh when i m gonna see the cutie. Then Dec'08 - d wedding of my sweet sis, it was awesome n jiju is bindaas :D and m back to focus on &lt;i&gt;king&lt;/i&gt; - nothing much happening here, but still goody. Aah my birthday, n the new year eve - d worst day of 2k8, I was all alone, noone to spend time with, missed my sis n bro so much :'( subak subak. But, hella, I decide, enough is enough. I am no stupo, I take back control n yes, 2k9 would rock!! I will make it rock. No resolutions. As I say, d plan is not to have a plan :D. Then Jan'09 - everything good till 9th, when it was super good. And as I said that day- CAT....wait-for-it...BELLED!!! Hurray! half a day of excitement. And since then, I am thinking, all about meee. Whts me all about, strengths, weakness, goals, career, extracurr,  past, present, future, economics, budget, crisis, fiscal deficit, satyam, why yes, why no, gaaa gaaa, blah blah - who m i ??.... I lost d grand 2 kgs :-( Feb'09 - as it is about to end, I had IIMK interview on 18th, I dont want to talk about thattttt. Sarthak cracks Indiana Kelly-yet unhappy, Yes, lotsa movies - gazhini, rab de bana di jodi, devd n latest delhi-6, prison break is back :) so is my friend ponts. And yeah, the 3 frnds i talked abt in my last post, king is still holding on, gg is there n 3rd one is out... the best i thought, but turns out, she aint that good.&lt;br /&gt;I can write about Mar'09 - d two big ones left, holi, 10 yrs since I lost vickie, vinni might get posting... will cover all in another post later!!&lt;br /&gt;ciao - 2k9 has to rock !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-8098464799230961630?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/8098464799230961630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=8098464799230961630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/8098464799230961630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/8098464799230961630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-flies-lot-faster-than-we-realize.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-3889969236982284544</id><published>2008-09-24T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T09:05:06.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendly September!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This september'08, I complete my 2 yrs of leaving Bangalore city, away from my gang of friends for 2 long years. I remember the day very well, how I managed to smile till the moment the flight took off. I could actually feel my present turning into a past full of sweet memories. Well, I have been lost in those memories till some day in this month,  when  I suddenly realized that I have become isolated from the word 'friends'. The idea was scary but thought provoking.  Though at end of the month I would have three news friends added to my list.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly, the life is beautiful again...!!&lt;br /&gt;PS: hectic day, needs rest, feeling sleepy ! bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-3889969236982284544?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/3889969236982284544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=3889969236982284544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/3889969236982284544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/3889969236982284544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2008/09/friendly-september-this-september08-i.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-1847590444427258288</id><published>2008-06-10T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:13:48.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sarkar raj'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A busy Tuesday !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today I can say I really did optimal utilization of my day. Starting with washing clothes in the early morning, went office, gave a 55 page test on Insurance(yups again), rushed to the IMS center to register for SIMCATs, took time out for a movie(sarkar raj), and finally read my performance appraisal rating for current financial year.. &lt;em&gt;and dont forget this blog.. &lt;/em&gt; Well the performance of movie..&lt;em&gt;good.. &lt;/em&gt;made me take the appraisal rating in a relaxed manner. Its not the Best but yeah, it is second to best.. but i am ok. Like the dialogue from movie.. &lt;em&gt;for long term goals, we should forget short term losses , infact bear them.. &lt;/em&gt;Though ignoring this rating doesnt serve any good to ultimate goal, but yeah does a real good that I wouldn't be deviated from my CAT goal. The things are going steady, and this time I am gonna crack CAT. And these small issues of appraisal and work politics shouldn't bother me. The plan is to focus on '&lt;em&gt;soch' &lt;/em&gt;.. which would motivate me to reach my goal faster and accurately.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-1847590444427258288?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/1847590444427258288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=1847590444427258288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/1847590444427258288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/1847590444427258288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-tuesday-today-i-can-say-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-5171399501475211568</id><published>2008-06-09T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T11:07:03.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>An unsually cool monday..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what else could be worst for a software engg. in a week than the infamous MONDAY. Got up at 6, rush for bus and then those auto-walas.. looking through the rear mirror &lt;em&gt;all the time huh!! &lt;/em&gt;But good that now a days i dont have to negotiate on fare. And that I am on bench, so no hurry to reach office. So still thinking why today was unusual.. ?? Well I cleared my INS 21 exam today :-) and with the day being a lil tiring of all the travel and tension, I managed to save time for a movie too :D My cook prepared delicious Paneer Parantha and I just packed it and took along .. not to miss the starting of the movie... The movie was 'Aamir' and the main character being 'Rajiv Khandelwal' from famous tv series Left Right Left. He is really cute :) and above that there was no heroine in the movie .. &lt;em&gt;still single haan !!&lt;/em&gt; Movie was quite different &lt;em&gt;mind it im still not decided to call it good or bad.. its different..&lt;/em&gt; All in all a pleasant  and cool monday !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-5171399501475211568?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/5171399501475211568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=5171399501475211568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/5171399501475211568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/5171399501475211568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2008/06/unsually-cool-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-6340289232417629142</id><published>2007-12-24T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T03:55:59.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='~~Best days of my life...1~~'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>~~Best days of my life...1~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without doing any survey, I can bet that for most of us our school days were the Best days of life. Remembering a small incident of those days bring a huuuuuugggggeeeee smile on our faces. And as ever, I find this place to log each memory I have today to save it for future(when I'll be 50). I have decided to dot as many incidents on my blog site from my school days.. And yes, the first ones have to be with teachers:::(finger crossed-- no teacher of mine should be reading this stuff!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ms Asha: Class Teacher, Std V &amp;amp; VI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o bahhh!!! she scares me even today!! Used to teach Hindi and Dance. Hindi was fine with me and I used to get good marks but dance!!! I remember we had a big hall on first floor of our under-construction building where we used to practice dance. We had one dance period in a week. We would assemble there and wait for Ms Asha to arrive. Then we used to take our positions as defined in previous period. Girls would start rehearsing steps too. And there used to be me... trying to remember where I was standing last week and what all jumping steps I learnt. And as my mind would be have completed 95% search with '0' results, my body would start reacting. So question for u here.. when u are scared to hell what u want to do desperately??? think think... yes same here.. I want to peeeee!!! :'( :'( no chance to escape for next 45 minutes. And with the moment approaching when Ms Asha's eyes would clash with mine, hers being scary mine almost wet.. she would call my name 'shelly' and.. before she could say anything I would pour "Ma'am May I go to bathroom please??" . Oh she never said 'no'. She was understanding :-) And then things would start settling down, and by the time I reach that dance hall again, practice has started. I can peek through the window and aaahhhh I rem what I learnt last time. And I am happy for at least a week :D&lt;br /&gt;PS: In my first on-stage dance in class 5, I was a tea-plucker who sings and dances while doing the job. The song was in Assamese language and I really enjoyed it. Just loved it !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-6340289232417629142?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/6340289232417629142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=6340289232417629142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/6340289232417629142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/6340289232417629142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2007/12/best-days-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-4098400727405498734</id><published>2007-12-21T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T03:29:48.668-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3 months of efforts...1 line of formality'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here is the line me along with team were waiting for past 3 months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You have done a good job on Edec project. Your technical knowledge, commitment, Dedication has helped the project. You also tried to help evn application while you were waiting for work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. this is my mid-term feedback!! Just the perfect way to curb all the good I was looking forward to... C'mon I know what all I have worked on..this is not what I wanted to know.. I want to know more!! How much help I gave and how many Euros came into project!! and how many I can expect :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I want to remember this line for the day I would be a manager and would be giving feedback to a poor soul. Ctrl+c and Ctrl+v will be very usefull in future i hope :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilax shelly!! your day would come soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-4098400727405498734?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/4098400727405498734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=4098400727405498734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/4098400727405498734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/4098400727405498734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-here-is-line-me-along-with-team-were.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-116730159279685511</id><published>2006-12-28T02:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T02:26:32.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what do all will expect.. a cool party n a great laughter.. no nothing has happened. And the reason: I am 2400Km away from my friends and I would always be.. till I donot find new good friends in this new city. And my try to make new friends just clashed with our idea going to a bad restaurant. Nobody was happy incl. me. But still I managed to keep myself smiling all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because my Bday is for me only and I m the most important person on this day. So had to keep myself smiling. Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am wishing myself a long and happy life with all dreams coming true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-116730159279685511?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/116730159279685511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=116730159279685511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/116730159279685511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/116730159279685511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-to-me-now-what-do-all.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33878870.post-116599916723064110</id><published>2006-12-13T14:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T00:39:27.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Signature line....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says: Its not hard to make decisions when you know what your values are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I read it somewhere, liked it a lot and since then it appears at the bottom of all my emails, forwards and replies. Little did I understood at that time what this adage will prove for me. Like everyone else, when I was down in the path of life, loss of power to choos what to do, which direction to move to, I would go to my one of my best friends. And he would say nothing but recitate this line and the clouds of dilema would disappear in a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Think, we all always know what thing or whom we value more than something or someone else. We just forget this value sometimes. And when we remember, the decisions become so easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33878870-116599916723064110?l=shejain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/feeds/116599916723064110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33878870&amp;postID=116599916723064110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/116599916723064110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33878870/posts/default/116599916723064110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shejain.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-signature-line.html' title=''/><author><name>shejain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16014709987063417384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3fQtjCFyGHM/Saa-ilGwsKI/AAAAAAAADGE/fGEsI2vdX5I/S220/WebCam_20080927_2112.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
