Heyyyyyy
long time since i have posted my last entry...lot of water has flown down down the bridge since then....its been one long year...n yes...has been a happening year for me....have decided to blog more frequently from now on....lets see...i never know..
just little updates...i m in Syracuse , Newyork these days...doing my MS in electrical engineering..chio..will write later

My Introduction with corporate world.No Big Names. No software firms….Not even any reputed MBA college I can boost abt.. Campus was lukewarm so I landed up in corporate world with a Contact Centre (“ read between the lines as call centre”) job. I was not among that crème de la of the batch and obviously not among those lucky 5 –6 people who managed to get software jobs. So I have pretty much accepted what I have got.So afterall I had my first taste of so called corporate life…learned a few good words..”corporate world” “professionalism” “campus to corporate transition”..”global” and the lists continues..does it make sense…nah!!Ever since I joined GECIS life is rushing thru in frenzy ..well first the registration..then the orientation program where we were introduced to the managers and Band 3 people and officially welcomed into the GECIS and then the whirlwind romance with the banks and company started...wow never been swept off my feet and wooed so much... sigh bank after bank were each vying for our attention....kinda boring to go through all the presentations and show interest in the details about company’s culture…their integrity policies..security issue and Six Sigma thing (don’t understand any head or tail of either)... gosh isn’t it tiring to pretend? however we managed.. in training also we don’t have much to do..either we are bursting at our seams laughing away at some wise crack or making full use of freebies given to us…coffee machine..cafeteria…internet access….free telephones...loans..PC ..AC…newspaper..Transport (“lifeline of GECIS”) etc etc. What next we ask for?Fresh out of college and I just want to enjoy this new experience…esp the thrill of that first salary..8 thousand bucks …peanuts..but it matters .There are certain things I like abt my office….like good looking people always saying nice things abt u…even if u aren’t performing….”Not a Problem u will improve” .My process is no where in the scene …it will start somewhere in October. so it’s like we are sitting idle n getting paid..WHOA!! God bless these GECIS people.Next good thing is that my office gives me the luxury of staying home(ofcourse after my office hours)…. although job is for my temporary engagement but I m enjoying this facility to its fullest…if u live in Jaipur not many people can have this privilege. But sometime I do miss all the reception my sis used to get when all the sundry come to know that “”hamari bitiya ghar aa rahi hai”…falls short of the band baaja and the garland atleast. But I donot mind because its always the forbidden fruit that’s tastier.My working hours has been changed to day shifts…but coming in night was so much fun… 2’oclock in the night n I am doing syllable drill of English alphabet…the one I used to do when I was in the kindergarten ..”Childhood days r here again la la la…”Well not exactly for past few days I haven’t had much time…working 9 hours a day is not something I am used to.but then I m not really working here …so no complains.And one thing I liked here is that people have so much respect for their job…they have no qualms abt working in a call center unlike I had thought of it. To them a job is a job is a job. No matter if they have to drawl on their microphones for continuous 7 hours in some animated language they have no clue abt. I don’t think life is any different from college the same late nights only difference being that we would be chatting with strangers thousands of miles away in US rather than our roommatesor our friends .. There are kids just out of their 12 th sitting and sharing jokes with 35 somethings....help them learn some slangs n tell them abt the new Hep place in the city. Kooooollll!!!!So altogether things r going smoothly here..infact I don’t even mind getting screwed up in CTE n Tech training. But yeah its gonna be tuff once we hit the floor though I should not judge as I am only a week old…Hope I am wrong.

Tough to bid adieu

Yesterday , my exams for final semester got over…I guess it was not all that tuff to bid adieu…closing a chapter which occupied 4 years of life is not supposed to be easy..but it wasn’t all that difficult for me..becoz Getting emotionally attached to people? That‘s one area where yours truly is incredibly slow, and I must add consciously or cautiously so. Despite all this theory looking good on paper I realized that it was just my THEORY indeed. Here’s why…

If my college wasn’t of course synonymous to “Paradise on Earth” then it wasn’t even a “Road to Hell”. I can vouch for the fact that I had lot of fun during my short stint here. ( I said “short stint” coz I m not among those regular visitors who r die hard faculty followers n who attends all the lectures religiously…although I was far better than many others) So despite spending this so called “short stint” at my favorite “Hang Out” alias “MAIET” alias “My College” I realized that I had indeed grown quite attached to my pals . I guess it has something to do with the crowd mix-most of the yuppies were quite fun to be with. This was the junta that helped me wade through the bheja fry sessions which were:

(1) Times when I would be so lost in the class that I could easily mistake a lecture for a lullaby n lull myself to sleep
(2) Times when I was furiously nodding in the agreement with what the faculty was saying ..blissfully ignorant of whatever it was that he was saying.
(3) Times when the midterms tests were synonymous to group discussions.
(4) Times when we would sneak out to our college library…hate it for being called as library ( it was more like a conference hall ) n still spend enuf time there or may be on staircase to steal some sidey glances at cute n b’ful people ( read … cute n b’ful girls…coz ogling at girls had been the favorite past time of my male batch mates n this had been the only motivation behind their coming to college.)
(5) Times when our interaction with teachers happened only after the timetable for next test was displayed on notice board….that’s of course to negotiate for the syllabus or better.. to gauge out the whole paper out of the horse’s mouth.
(6) Times when we were doing rounds n rounds around the mansarover for photocopies, print out, internet, spiral binding and what not. I guess those shopping stops are definitely going to miss their most faithful n frequent customers.
(7) Times when we were cramming at last minute before examination.. stuffing our mind with all the gibberish seema , patwari or pramodji were releasing …n then scrapping as many papers as we can with everything we knew under the sun so that we could end up bragging about the number of supplementary sheets used.
(8) Times when the only tuff job for the whole sem was…to scribble our practical files with lot of crap ( although job was easy enuf to be done even with our eyes closed)
(9) Times when our concentration during the lecture was focused only towards the end of it when we would be allowed to go to taps for water…I wonder why we were so thirsty all the time ..be it winter summer or rains.?
(10) Times when our visiting hours to lecture were constrained only from 12 to 1 at noon( for all those unaware this was our lunch break) and lunch break was earmarked for physical fights over Tiffin ( seema’s trademarked “aachaar”, vishal eternal “aalloo ka parandha” )to see who gets what??

Oh I could go on and on and on…….This very same junta has not only helped me fight my mighty war but also given me great memories.
Shall miss them all big time…n miss all the fun we had…at aunty shop….at juice corners …at movie halls… at b’day parties...at every small nooks n corners celebrating the achievements by the bunch of our great toppers…playing most kiddish of games at ankita’s or.cheenu’s room. (its so nice to be kids that we once were, all over again.) ..Laughing our hearts out….posing weird poses for ashish’s high tech cam cum mobile….cooling off over icecream..Spicing up with patties....Reading SMS…singing songs non stop….pulling legs ....dropping tears…calling names (read calling funny names)…oh here also I could go on n on n on..
But every beginning has its end …so be it. I hope they all remember to spam my mail box….n send pigeons to send their mails ( they bettr ‘ ve lodsa em)
Loaadddddsssssaaaaa luv n
Full of nostalgia
shivani

my farewell function

Sayonara 2005 – An InsightThis Sunday wasn't just another Sunday. This Sunday stood for the sweet victory of the underdogs, for the jubilant triumph of the underestimated, for the swift execution of the unplanned, for the pride of being engineering graduates. (Okay now it’s getting lame.) To keep it short n simple….It was the day to say “Sayonara”. It was our farewell function.Just when final yr. students started talking “ No there would not be any farewell ..lets celebrate it ourselves..( computer dept. had already arranged it at Las Vegas)” Juniors Saved Our Souls. Sayonara started with Big Bang.1st may, Vinayak Garden ..4.30pm onwards..the function officially started with “uunt ki sawari”. I missed the scene ..but idea sounds pretty interesting.!!! Our seniors had done it with tracter..we are better off with uunt(camel). So when the Big bosses arrived juniors greeted them with Roli tilak n teeka..but not many were interested..esp girls ( “Not me..it would spoil my bindi..chalo choti si laaga do”) It was nice to see the make over of every Jassi to Jessica..everyone had taken long to deck up..esp with all those saries rapped around…Big Deal.As expected, function started at 7.30 pm. I wonder…. had right time been written on invitation..people would have arrived at midnight. Initially there was some skit going on..I donot remember much of it..but as everyone else was laughing….Good Job. Rishabh and Seemant were desperately trying to put a matchbox in a pair of shoes.@#$%%@*&Next was the turn of Principal n Director sir…Surprise(nothing short of miracle)…. we got very few words ..no longer than 2 minutes. Perhaps they were missing their great listeners..i mean other faculty members…So where were the teachers?. I guess they were also invited. If these people had been there, they could have realized the true strength of the college. Many new faces appeared. These rare species are found only at two places..either at examination hall or in college functions.In between there was a memento giving ceremony. I think computer ppl are most decent ones. They received their gifts quite respectably. There was a little hotchpotch with E&C. And with Mech PI nobody knew what was going on.. absolutely clueless.Good times ahead…big round of photo session followed. Every one came into clicking action. Boys finally got the chance to ask girls” Can I take a photograph with u?” After a little no no..girls were flashing their ear to ear smiles before cameras. Lights, Camera, Action…everything was taken care of..all permutations and combinations were made until the film role lasted.Next came.. food and dance. People were eating and then sweating it out on dance floor…there were some others who were drinking n then getting started on dance floor.!!All the moves , twists n turns ..it wasn’t bad enough...rather it was nice to discover some butterflies coming out of their cocoon.Then followed the most inevitable climax…….We have a long history of ending our college functions with fists, fights n quarrels. As this was our last party we couldnot have broken the tradition. I left early so I missed that session..but heard abt it later. Knives n swords were out pretty soon . This time we had a special attraction…...the presence of Indian police services. Next day I saw some black eyes announcing the successful completion of last night party.For Juniors: party was great.. we had some memorable moments to cherish forever and ever.