Turning tables?!

In one of my previous post, I mentioned about the girl who made me feel all jittery for her prompt answers while I was still trying to get hold of the question. The same girl performed the same act, in the same class but after 4 months, again!With less than 2 months to go for the exam and this being my 'last' attempt for CAT the situation is far from ok, let aside good.
In Quant section, I can't say I'm confident but I'm confortable. My verbal sucks though and DI is all luck based for me. It's not actually luck per say, it's lack of practise. Things will click if I'm trained enough to appreciate/anticipate/comprehend the number presented in front of me.

To get motivation I often reminisce about the way I went about standard 1oth exam. Mathematics then, became my food, sleep, drink and everything. I could solve any given problem easily and time limit. It was sheer practice and eventually things turned around, given that fact that I hardly scored anywhere above 50 in Maths in class 9th.

Practice is the way to go, seriously. Preparation timetables is 'drafted' and posted on the desktop and implementation also remained on the desktop! With hardly anytime left, a good and informed usage of the available material is to be made. Go with a BRUTE FORCE! Try it. It WORKS!

The day of achievement

Yesterday, July 30, 2011 was the day of achievement because

• We(Biji, Kiran, Reshma, Priyanka, Sud, Hitendra, Akshat and I) went to Lohgarh despite I being not very well.


• I could successfully move songs to a folder in my phone that automatically make them available to be used as an alarm tone. Earlier I used to move them phone memory first and later move to a folder in it. This time it was just one move command in the memory card and the job was done!


• I found the answer to my using a surname of 'Rao' and yet not being a South India. I'm quite excited about it!


• I once again finished a medium size pizza, half of which was a cheese burst by myself. Yesterday's meal was all junk - 4-5 packets of Chips and wafers, 1 plate poha, 3 cups of tea, 1 Parle G biscuit, 2 McAloo (i call them makalu tikki) and a pizza McPuff and about a litre of Coke.

I'm happy of the 'feat'!

I'm Rao and I'm not a South Indian

I know the secret of being a 'Rao' and yet not a South Indian. Ohh!! My my. I had been giving 'made up' answer for umpteen times the question of my being a 'Rao' and yet being a 'Bhaiyya' ( a Bombay slang for people from UP and Bihar, states from Northern India), was asked.
I had gone to Lohgarh fort (Lonawala) today. Awesome trip it was! I could have enjoyed it more had I been better, healthwise. I must thank this trip and questions it left me with which led to google for the Lohgarh fort , then Shivaji and later Maharana Pratap (a legendary Kshatriya warrior from Rajasthan, a Northern state in India). Through this post on Wikipedia I found out that Maharana Pratap was referred to as a 'Rao' by a poet of his time. I'm copying the text from Wikipedia, just to save you the trouble of opening a different page:

The letter from Prithviraj Rathod sent to Pratap in poetic language, ran like this.

Patal sun Patshah, bole mukh hunta bayan
Mihir picham dis mahn, uge kasap rao ut
Patakun munchyan pan, ke patakun nij tan karad
' Dije likh Deewan,in do mahali bat ik


(The mouth of Pratap has begun to say "Badshah". O Rao! has the sun started rising in the West, as well? Should I keep my hand over my mustache or should my body fall with my own hands? Write, O Deewan! to give an answer choosing between the two.)

Pratap replied to this letter like this.

Turak kahasi turakado, in mukh sun Ikling
Uge jya hi ugasi, prachi bich Patang
Khushi hunt Peethal Kamadh, patako munchyan pan
Jete hai pachatan Pato, kilama sir kewan


(Lord Eklingji will always make my mouth call him "Turk". The sun will rise in the east always. O Prithviraj Rathod be happy and put your hand over your moustache. Till Pratap stands on his feet, his sword will keep hovering over the heads of the invaders.)


My great granfathers moved from Chanderi district in Rajasthan to UP very long back. I am sure that explains the us being using a title 'Rao', which was carried by them to the land of UP and since then the select clans use 'Rao' as their surnames. Many branches of Kshatriyas have emerged since the migration, a few prominent among them are - Singh, Shahi and Pal. Great thing is I found the conceptualy derived answer to the question. My answers will no longer be derived from 'titles in English times'.

This session of blogging was interrupted by a 'perfect within 30 minutes' of Pizza delivery, pizza can wait.

The one where Bai reads a Playboy

I woke up in hurry as I was late in getting up. Alarms went unheard. I didn't mend my bed afterwards and everything was left where they were. I got ready, packed my bag and left when time showed little less than 7 am.
I came back from office. I saw a different bed altogether. Everything was in place the Playboy magazine folded nice and proper in one side of the bed. I didn't realise it at that time, but later while I was going to sleep, it struck and struck real good! Who mend my bed?
Gosh! I was the Bai, she very did it. I was embarrassed for the fact that she had always seen TIME on my bed which is now replaced by TITS and busty naked babes. Did she love it? What would have been her reaction? I don't know for sure but the way magazine was kept, that does suggest a lot of things.
I have hidden the magazine in one of the corners, depriving Bai of her 'good times'. Call me good or call me bad for the action but Playboys' are men's recreation.

Voice is deceptive.

Listening to a female radio jockey..what is the one thought that come to my mind? Is she as beautiful as her voice? In most(rather all) the answer is NO. Female RJs are no Vidya Balan of 'Lagey Raho Munnabhai'. Reel life is indeed reel life which bears no resemblence to real word.

Why should I be cursing female RJs only having seen a live example a moments ago, when all my hopes came crashing down! Ohh my God! how sweet the voice was..I just could not put the receiver down after talking to her. I wished the calls were longer and not ending. I guess she felt the same..since I was the caller only a couple of times. My subtle/soothing voice did do some trick and without disappointment [smiling]. Now that I've used the great Facebook I realize that.....chhod yaar kya likhu..bas itna samajh lo ki katt gaya. Had she been the one whom I had been thinking her to be, it would still have been tolerable. I was witty, I was funny, I was considerate and what not..hoping for the best but....Now I need to be in check in the next conversation - no masala(or flirting) included.

There is another instance where I heard another voice, no appealing, hissing, attracting everybody's attention for being different, not in the positive sense. Yet when I actually relaized that this was the voice of a beautifully intelligent girl whose mention can be found in another post of mine, I was amazed.

I feel the strong urge to chalk a rule, with exceptions certainly a possibility that:

1. 
   
   Don't go by the voice - Although advised by many and learnt by experiences, I'm not sure if I can save myself from falling in the trap.


2. 
   
   Do check the source of the voice - The voice is deceptive..no rule can actually be formulated on that.

A session with Sir Parvez

Title so because I treat him in high regards.
Having feeling not very good about my work environment these days, I tried to have a discussion with Parvez about the work life. I really won't like to elaborate much but gist can certainly be put here, before I go onto jot down key takeaways. I feel I'm too loaded these days, get no credit for the work I do, rather someone else is taking the credit and I do not feel enthusiatic about the work anymore. Thus I got into discussion with sir and I was 'enlightened'.

1. Prioritize - My per day work gets revised after every couple of hours and yet I'm expected to do all of them, whatever told whenever told. Sir advised to prioritize the task by asking upfront from the supervisor and telling timelines for each of the task. This way both, the supervisor and I will have a fair idea of the deliverables of a day and I'll have clear goals. Also keep a track of the work I do so that when September comes I've a ready reckoner.

2. Goals - Not idealistic but realistic. These days, while I 'prepare' for CAT, I set goals way ahead of my reach and end up shunning the preparing activity altogether. Getting up at 4 am is no way possible nor is study for 2 hours straight after coming back by 9 pm, at least not for the start. Start with something achievable say an hour in morning and build up on that. With not much time left, it's better to get a start or else the expectation/determination may die very early because of the magnitude of the task.

3. Involve - Sir could assess that it's the unsatisfaction at some level for the troubled soul. 'Twas the not getting credit/recognition in the current work scenario. I was asked to get involved in DU activity/Project PPA activity, Testing forums, white paper activity etc. This along with helping in getting recognition will also help in moderation and CAMS!

There is one more, I wish I could recollect it, but my eyes are burdened with sleep, plus I need to sleep 'early' (12 midnight already!) to get early.
One point before I go to sleep - A colleague of mine got into US and other got the visa. I got nothing. Not that I regret it, I miss it. There could be missing dot. Connecting...