Ides of March

well not exactly a term i would use to describe the next month, got placemnets coming up in a month,

and reckon what?, Iam writing a blog.

Now whenever i do start a sentence , i never know where to end it , grammar has really gone to the dogs

And i presume i have already written about the use of a comma,

well am now tired of writing bloody SOP's for your firm and what bloody questions on top of that



Some of them go like this ,

1) Have you ever been asked to compromise on your values in any situation???

2) Tell us about an incident in which you had to assume leadership??

3) Have you ever done a usual thing in a different way before?? and please tell us why was it different?

4) Have you ever faced any opposition from others when you were in a leadership position? , if yes how did you handle it?

5)Have you done anything Innovative when handling a project, if yes plaese describe??



these are just a microcosm of the various questions posed by firms, and the worst of the lot



11)Please describe yourself???, some of the more benovolent firms ask you to describe yourself in 3 sentences.





well this is life now, am surrounded by a host of forms and that is life as of now, will post after placemnets



adieu blog



await for the ides of march

 

Catch the Rainbow

When evening falls
She'l run to me
Like whispered dreams
Your eyes cant see
Soft and warm
She'll touch my face
A bed of straw
Against the lace
* we believed we'd catch the rainbow
Ride the wind to the sun
Sail away on ships of wonder
But lifes not a wheel
With chains made of steel
So bless me come the dawn
Come the dawn

Writing this post on the eve of dawn , been a while since i blogged , well another psenti post
One of my fav songs : Catch the rainbow" Bloody sentimental value, just played another baddy match for the hostel , had a good chance , screwed it up, did'nt show a killer instinct before the net , lost from 13-6: well so much for a lament , raed an older blog by me. It goes by the Hisstory@blogger.com
have'nt went or visited that site in ages , shows oodles of differences in charcater, well lemme see if i can lay my hands on a diary which i wrote 7 years back , it was on my initial ragging experiences in pilani, was quite a kid then: unfortunately the diary is at home and has the names of a few women whom i had a crush on, should'nt let it fall on the hands of the press, will be quite a scandal 20 years later:))
well what was this post about???

Ahh It was about a dream , another one of those in which i go achieve something , and bag the goodies and the girl:))

Unfortunately the song sums it up in bettter words, Life is not a wheel: with chains full of steel

so do bless me for the dream , on another note , what are these chains supposed to mean??
family, naah i would rather call them as chains of " Insert any precious metal"

I sense another Self -portrait evolving :(( , do bear with me as i finish these tirades

well to think of it , I was the quiet , mischevious kid , who dreamt up pranks and well did executed them too, as i grew older , left the execution part to others , either was too lazy or must have realized that the remunerations were'nt worth it.

Lemme see if u can fit someone like this , always quiet , never opens his mouth , not that much , but can get into an argument with a stranger about smoking in a train compartment when i myself used to smoke :)) ( no hidden intent in here)

quiet , but quite hot-tempered , have had my share of fights in school , fortunately no rivalries, around the time when i was about 15-16 years old got into this really bad habit of networking, then knew alomost every other chappie in around 3 odd schools , unfornutaely the girls school was'nt one of them;((

well was always the kid , people used to call when they used to play or for a movie or for just another visit to the bajji-shop or the hand -held shop ( do translate this into tamil) can't spell it

was never marked out as being a snob:)) , yes did have this tendency to shift into Angizlam as the school kids would say
on school premises speaking in engliish was quite taboo, ion second thoughts even in pilani too when u were in a gumabl of tamil speaking junta , baecause of this forced myself to include tamil in my voacab, now when i speak , cant speak a propah word of english or hindi or tamil properly , say if i wanted to say " today was really bad"
I would say : machan today total uppeet ho gaya"
so much for linguistics , i say thsi post was a brilliant example of a random walk, just typed out whatever i thought: except for the spelling errors ::


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