I seek not an indigent spouse,
His kisses would feel so cajoled
Too lavish for my values, a palatial house,
I seek no man in gold.
I seek not respect in your eyes,
Wont matter if you dont have any
A forlorn attempt at being pound wise,
I seek no penny.
I seek not any friends for life,
My foes have taught me prudence
My friends always stood by my righteous side,
I seek no vengeance.
I seek not a long life ahead,
The years now seem waste of breath
A waste of breath the years i've lived,
I seek no death.
I seek not tear-filled nights,
I feel strugle, strain, i feel hopeless
And then i see my family's demulcent smile,
I seek no other happiness.
So Why I seek? and Seek I What?
the question questions itself
A question found, an identity lost,
In the end I seek- MYSELF.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Part Two: The Two Interviewers
After Part One:The Fellowship of the GD,I was vacillating whether or not to put this up, bcos firstly, potraying myself as a retard on world wide web is not really good for the image building i have done in the last 21 years in making myslef look like a smart,intelligent miss attitude biyatch :P...secondly,also because, i realise that blogging is not about just speaking your mind out, it is a matter of immense responsibility and i've ended up poking fun and lashing out at ppl who not only are strangers but also have meant me no harm...This, well, is something completetly against my principles...however, what begins must end...so before the ending begins...i hereby, bow down and profusely apologise to all those who have been made a victim of my gay humour/dark humour/hypothetical humour/lack of humour...let there be peace :)
one more point, i got a 27/34 in this gdpi,my first gdpi, i was totally unprepared and i could have not thanked my panelists and interviwers more...
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Part Two: The Two Interviwers
Things u know:
1) M.F.M: music for the moment,i.e background score
2) Me: called Inner-voice,i.e my conscience/voice in my head/soul/imaginary friend
3) The Glu Glu Glu effect: unclear manner of speech done intentionally to show lack of confidence/shame/fear while saying a certain thing
Things you need to know:
1)Mohinder Suresh: One of the two interviwers...looked like mohinder suresh of the heroes tv series fame.wheatish, curly hair, tall, early 30s mebbe.One of those "typical guys" who won every homi baba/ science scholarship in school...featured in every boards' merit list, went to aggarwal classes, did BE from VJTI or BTech from IIT, did 6months of intern wid Infosys till he got a call from IIM-A,B,C,L,I,K.
For most of the girls,a typical guy is the kinda guy you can take to your mom...for me? well, the kinda guy i'd flaunt to the world...
2)Saroj Khan: The second interviwer.Fat.Mean.Old.Period.
3)C.M: Confidence metre...how i feel about myself in numericals...on a scale of 100, 100 being the max limit...
MFM:Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time...Hand grenade pins in every line...Throw 'em up and let something shine...Going out of my fucking mind...(mentally visualises head banging with two sydenham peons on either side...)
...i bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away...
CM: 200/100
So, I enter this small cabin to be not very warmly greeted by mohinder suresh and saroj khan.i sit opposite them.submit my cv form.
mohinder: (gives resume to saroj who scans it with narrowed eyes)....so abhilasha....tell us about yr family background/interests?
me: sir, my father is a double gold medalist engineer, did his mba from NITIE and is an industrialist...my mother did her PhD from tata institue of social sciences, is a psychologist and my elder brother just graduated from IIM-L and is working with ICRA...interests, well...dancing and writing are my ultimate passions...besides that i enjoy playing the guitar, i play ward level lawn tennis and i also follow the game of soccer religiously...
saroj: *without lifting head* so if u are such a good dancer and writer then dont u think you are in the wrong career direction?
me: well, writing, dancing are hobbies...something i get a kick out of...i wont make it my means of earning 3 meals a day..
saroj: why not?
me: cos the necessity to eat can not justify the prostitution of art..
saroj:
mohinder: so what kind of writing do you do?
me: i have written for rajasthan patrika, TOI supplements, news engage, metro...
mohinder: so you write on a regular basis?
me: no sir...i send my articles, at times they get published...
mohinder: so they "DO" get published?
me: yes sir...infact recently, less than a month back, a poem of mine got published on the ndtv website...
saroj: what is the upheavel in rajasthan at the moment?
C.M: 90/100
me: the gujjar community...
saroj: so is this happening for the first time or has this happened before?
me: no mam...they have protested before also...nearly a year and half back..
mohinder: correct...
saroj: so you think they are justified with their demands?
me: (i have no goddamn idea what exactly were their demands) no mam i dont think violence is ever justified...not even for equality...
saroj: where does equality come in the picture?? (sensing im shooting in thin air)
me: er...i mean..
saroj: what about all those ppl who lack opportunities? the underprivileged? *angry*
C.M: 75/100
me: er..well seems like these days being an underprivileged is a privelege...i dont think anyone lacks opprtunities, one has to seek it...privelegd or otherwise...
*silence*both look scornfully*
inner voice: madam is more agitated den gujjar community...tum aur kuch mat bolo...chup hojao...
*some more silence*
saroj: *angry looks* *very angry looks**very very very angry looks*
innervoice: shanth gadhadhari bhim...shanth....
me: *unaware of what to do, tries to fill the awkward silence* let us take the example of babasaheb ambedkar...
innervoice: huh??wtf?? abbe riots karayegi kya?....stupid shut up!!
interviewers: *raised eyebrows*
me: *realises that im in trouble now..but cant back out**stone faced*..er...he also came from a so called underpriveleged family...but went on to make the constitution of this country...
inner voice: mumbai bandh!!mumbai bandh!!...we want mumbai bandh...!!
*both look at each other with sheer disbelief* after some moments of silence...
mohinder: so was he always from a poor family? did he get himself converted or sumthing??
innervoice: c, madam is gujjar...now if he turns out to be a sc/st toh tum toh margaye...isliye plz...for global peace and harmony,
i PLEA to thou,tum kuch mat bolo...
C.M: 50/100
me: i dont know sir...
(my first "i dont know" of the interview, least did i know, this was just the goddamn inauguration...)
mohinder: ok... so you want to take up mba in..?
me: marketing...
saroj: so u have highest marks in...hmm..english french...hmm..whhats mpp?
me: management and production planning
saroj: what is production planning?
me: (now i knew the defntn of managmnt by heart...bt PP is a considerably broad concept...din evr lrn its defn)..er....pp is the planning of...er...
saroj: planning of production?
me: er..hehe...no...the planning of..the process of...glu glu glu...PP..process...glu glu glu...
saroj: im sorry i didnt get you??
me: er...planning of process intake of raw materials to the delivery of the final output...
inner voice: WHAT-EVER!
mohinder: so wat hppns in the interim...??
C.M: 10/100
me: er...lot of things...like..uh...inventory control...
inner-voice: ideally, "lot of things"=examples>1
me:...work in progress...
mohinder: is work in progress a liabiltiy or asset to the company?
me: er...asset..no!!... liability..er...
M.F.M: Good day to be alive sir...Good day to be alive, he said.....Then it comes to be that the sooooothing light at the end of your tunnel...was just a freight train coming your way....
and den mohinder suresh bombarded me with questions on accounts, whch is so strange...i said i wanna do mba in marketing!! but all he did was...
"wat is asset?...what are contigent liabilities??...wat is a finanicial year?...how is working capital measured??...what is dis??...what is tat??...who are you??...who am i??...where is osama?"
and all i did was....
"i donno knw sir...no sir...no idea sir...donno sir...sorry sir...yes sir,CERTAINLY dont know tat one sir...."
Through the glass windows i could see other PI takers of my group, getting out of their cabins...and it so happened that i was the first person to be sent to an interview cabin!!
innervoice: yeh kya ho raha hai beta duryodhan?
saroj: so u have mentioned in yr weakness: "lose out on individuality at times,in order to ape successful ppl".explain.
C.M:0/100
me: its like sometimes i blindly copy ppl who are successful without asking myself if i really want to go by that beaten road...
saroj: example?
me: *random rambling....self conjured examples...not convincing*
saroj:second weakness: "close possible doors in order to retain focus..." explain WITH EXAMPLE...
innervoice: why the fuck did u have to write such hi-fi weakness-es...
...stupid wannabe!
me: a chinese general named Xiang Yu crushed his troops’ cooking pots and burned their ships wen he entered an enemey's territory..so tat they can nvr turn back...i also follow that ideology but sometimes it backfires...*again, self conjured examples...not even remotely convincing*
mohinder: *while reading my resume*...hmm...you have good communication skills...
me: thank you :)
mohinder: huh?..no i was reading yr strengths...
inner voice:
me:
saroj: so how will you sell an air-conditioner to an eskimo?
me: by first selling to him the merits of living in Egypt...
Mohinder gives a faint smiles (must of thot of Hiro Nakamura den :P)
both look at each other...den say "ok".. dont even look at me...i say "thank you"...they dont respond...
expression on saroj's face----->i dont like you...
expression on my face--> me too...i found him nice tho...
expression on mohinders face-----> i dont like you...
so I get the message and I leave....
M.F.M: Toota toota ek parinda aise toota....Luta luta kisne usko aise luta ke phir udna paaya...(mentally visualises being pushed and crammed in a mumbai local train although i walking in sydenham's empty corridors)...tukde tukde ho gaye tha har sapna jab woh tutaaa...
..ooooooooooo......tukde tukde...allah ke bandhe hasde allah ke bandhe ...
me: sha! :( god is being super mean to me re...its like im not His favourite anymore...
innervoice: raghupati raghav rajaram...pati ka pawan sitaram...ishwar allah tero naam......sab ko admission de bhagwan....
me: duh!! im talking to you...are you even listening?
innervoice: dude! enough of me listening!now you will listen to me!what have u made of yrself??...why do you think being smart is the alpha and omega of success..dont you want to be considered an itellectual? a know-all?? dude,being multi-faceted doesnot get you anywhere...being a good dancer..playing the guitar..tennis..fine!but will these talents help you attain your goal?? unless, ofcourse yr goal is to woo a guy with yr dancing skills...but what kinda guy will get impressed wid only tat?? not the "typical guy" for sure... so u wanna marry a bcom graduate...diamonds bsns n all??
me: hell no!! God plz God plz......i want to marry engineering+IIM guy/guys...
innervoice: and why do you think would an IItian or IIM marry you huh? they would want a girl of their intellect...tell me something, when someone on chat asks you abt yr education...what do u say...?
me: brb... :(
innervoice: and if he/she still pushes it...
me: brb....2 more mins....mom is calling... :(
innervoice: arghh!! still still stilllllll pushes it?????
me:still pushes...den.... my education glu glu glu...
...i did commer...glu glu glu...commerce gradua..glu glu glu...
innervoice: ashamed to be a commerce graduate right?? well that is what education does...its abt building a character, having that confidence, having those sparkling eyes that shine of knowledge...its abt being a great dancer or guitarist AND having a respectable degree to fall back on...now THAT my frnd is the differnce b/w an average and....
my phone interrupts the never-ending sermon...its rohan calling...
my ringtone: where do bad folks go wen dey dieeeeeee....dey dont go to heaven wherr the angels fly...they go to a lake of fire and fry...see 'em again till the 4th of july...
innervoice: dont talk to him he's gay..
me: *ignores innervoice*..hullo??
rohan: so how goes the going girl??
me: baaaad...
rohan: y bad?
me: dude, horrendous interview!!its like dey just didnt like me yaar...interrogated me like a terrorist...u know something...i just act smart...the matter of fact remains i donno a thing needed to be called an intellectual...im a bimbo!!
rohan: o.o!! believe you me...you are not a bimbo...u have no idea who a bimbo is...absolutely no idea...
me: u do?
rohan: well, u know a frnd of mine had her interview too...she said hobbies "travelling" apparently...full show-off kiya...been here...been there...all diff countries...so the interviwer goes like..."wats the capital of thailand?" and the babe says...."malaysia!!"
me:
inner voice:
two ppl on cross connection:
me: wtf!! dude! you are right...now TATS being a bimbo...aur mujhe sab fin related questions poocha...ab mane kya pata?? mane bcom kiye hue toh saal hogaya na??..gujjar gujjar kar rahe the....aree arsenal par poocho...soccer par poocho...doongi main sab answers...kyun nahi doongi yaar? darti thodi hoon main...aur fin-related questions poocha toh poocha kyun???
... jab maine pehle hi keh diya tha...ki dekho bhaiyee...i want to do mba in marketing...toh fir poocha kyunnnn??spasht shabdoon main kaha tha maine...kaha tha ki nahi kaha tha? bilkul keh diya tha...jate se hi...
Rohan: dey must be knowing only fin related questions re...its not always we who have saturated knowledge...its the other way too...which reminds me, i read yr enemies blog...all human rights/women's status in india/child labour/communalism...her blog toh is like ek dum..!!glu glu glu..zzzzzzzzZzz...glu glu glu...
me:
Rohan: "cant read, cant read...page not openin, page not openin...bye bye bye bye "...karne jaisa hai...freak! wat a loser man..ispe koi comment kaise maar sakta hai?
me: hum log bhi comment karte hain..."yr blog glu glu...yr blog is very glu glu glu glu"
Rohan: ROTFL! ROTFL!...OR..'excuse-me madaam..what does your blog mean?'lol
me: rotflolzzzz....fir woh bhi humko likhegi..."dude,wat does YOUR blog mean?"
Rohan: martians invadin earth..!!and vice versa feelings ..!!haha...losers man...
me: lolzz!! haha...you are right man...losers completely...
inner voice: you are soooo jealous....
me: er...wait! dude!! dont you see?? i am actually envious of her...cos im not as well-informed and updated as she is...SO i dont like her...my ego forbids me to accept that she is a woman of substance and I am not...
rohan: So?
me:...yeah screw tat bitch!
rohan: ya bitch! i hate tat bitch!
me: dude thanx for calling man and ofcourse assuring me that im neither a loser nor a bimbo...i was feeling so low...u really cheered me up...thanx :)
inner-voice: oh hullo?? whrs dis conversation going?? dude!! MOHINDER SURESH thinx tat YOU Ms.ABHILASHA DAFRIA are a loser AND a bimbo...now you will buy mohinder- the typical guy's take or ronnys who apparently is gay??
rohan: c'mon man...wats the thanx for...never call yrself a bimbo...ABHILASHA DAFRIA is much more than that...
innervoice: fine! you choose!!
And so ladies and gentlemen...I was made to choose, weigh the merits v/s the demerits and choose...a destiny was to be written...a revolution was to begin...a new leaf was to be turned and a choice was to be made...a choice between my innervoice
...and my close friend Rohan (who apparently is gay)
....what would that choice be? in fear wondered all..."will it have an effect on the credit crunch?"..."will it be influenced by the nuke deal??"..."will it strengthen the ruppee?"...
i thought hard what to do...and then finally picked one...i could hear faint hip-hop music in the background...i let the music vibes take over me...i started singing my way down to the ground floor...
*sings*
hai BE
hai iit
mba ki bhi hai degree
mohinder ko science ka craze hai
mohinder newton se tez hai
mohinder maths main smart bada
mohinder ko aata laplace hai (laplace hai...echoes..laplace hai...)
job offers kayi haatho main, hai koi IIM wala...
BUT...
*suspense build up*
*everyone awaits the final verdict*
*sleeping sydenham peons suddenly wake up fearing the increase in job-cuts*
me: *loudly* BUT MOHINDER CANT DANCE SAALA!!
hey hey hey hey! the music begins...the beats...the drums....sydenham students dance with delight...
....my inner voice poofs......share market crashes...ronny does a small sunny deol dance...
...ppl throw books in the air...the music gets louder...YEAH PAPU NACH NAHI SAKTA...
--------------------(to be contd...the final episode of the superhit triology....PART THREE:THE RETURN OF THE INNERVOICE)------------------
one more point, i got a 27/34 in this gdpi,my first gdpi, i was totally unprepared and i could have not thanked my panelists and interviwers more...
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Part Two: The Two Interviwers
Things u know:
1) M.F.M: music for the moment,i.e background score
2) Me: called Inner-voice,i.e my conscience/voice in my head/soul/imaginary friend
3) The Glu Glu Glu effect: unclear manner of speech done intentionally to show lack of confidence/shame/fear while saying a certain thing
Things you need to know:
1)Mohinder Suresh: One of the two interviwers...looked like mohinder suresh of the heroes tv series fame.wheatish, curly hair, tall, early 30s mebbe.One of those "typical guys" who won every homi baba/ science scholarship in school...featured in every boards' merit list, went to aggarwal classes, did BE from VJTI or BTech from IIT, did 6months of intern wid Infosys till he got a call from IIM-A,B,C,L,I,K.
For most of the girls,a typical guy is the kinda guy you can take to your mom...for me? well, the kinda guy i'd flaunt to the world...
2)Saroj Khan: The second interviwer.Fat.Mean.Old.Period.
3)C.M: Confidence metre...how i feel about myself in numericals...on a scale of 100, 100 being the max limit...
MFM:Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time...Hand grenade pins in every line...Throw 'em up and let something shine...Going out of my fucking mind...(mentally visualises head banging with two sydenham peons on either side...)
...i bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away...CM: 200/100
So, I enter this small cabin to be not very warmly greeted by mohinder suresh and saroj khan.i sit opposite them.submit my cv form.
mohinder: (gives resume to saroj who scans it with narrowed eyes)....so abhilasha....tell us about yr family background/interests?
me: sir, my father is a double gold medalist engineer, did his mba from NITIE and is an industrialist...my mother did her PhD from tata institue of social sciences, is a psychologist and my elder brother just graduated from IIM-L and is working with ICRA...interests, well...dancing and writing are my ultimate passions...besides that i enjoy playing the guitar, i play ward level lawn tennis and i also follow the game of soccer religiously...
saroj: *without lifting head* so if u are such a good dancer and writer then dont u think you are in the wrong career direction?
me: well, writing, dancing are hobbies...something i get a kick out of...i wont make it my means of earning 3 meals a day..
saroj: why not?
me: cos the necessity to eat can not justify the prostitution of art..
saroj:
mohinder: so what kind of writing do you do?
me: i have written for rajasthan patrika, TOI supplements, news engage, metro...
mohinder: so you write on a regular basis?
me: no sir...i send my articles, at times they get published...
mohinder: so they "DO" get published?
me: yes sir...infact recently, less than a month back, a poem of mine got published on the ndtv website...
saroj: what is the upheavel in rajasthan at the moment?
C.M: 90/100
me: the gujjar community...
saroj: so is this happening for the first time or has this happened before?
me: no mam...they have protested before also...nearly a year and half back..
mohinder: correct...
saroj: so you think they are justified with their demands?
me: (i have no goddamn idea what exactly were their demands) no mam i dont think violence is ever justified...not even for equality...
saroj: where does equality come in the picture?? (sensing im shooting in thin air)
me: er...i mean..
saroj: what about all those ppl who lack opportunities? the underprivileged? *angry*
C.M: 75/100
me: er..well seems like these days being an underprivileged is a privelege...i dont think anyone lacks opprtunities, one has to seek it...privelegd or otherwise...
*silence*both look scornfully*
inner voice: madam is more agitated den gujjar community...tum aur kuch mat bolo...chup hojao...
*some more silence*
saroj: *angry looks* *very angry looks**very very very angry looks*
innervoice: shanth gadhadhari bhim...shanth....
me: *unaware of what to do, tries to fill the awkward silence* let us take the example of babasaheb ambedkar...
innervoice: huh??wtf?? abbe riots karayegi kya?....stupid shut up!!
interviewers: *raised eyebrows*
me: *realises that im in trouble now..but cant back out**stone faced*..er...he also came from a so called underpriveleged family...but went on to make the constitution of this country...
inner voice: mumbai bandh!!mumbai bandh!!...we want mumbai bandh...!!
*both look at each other with sheer disbelief* after some moments of silence...
mohinder: so was he always from a poor family? did he get himself converted or sumthing??
innervoice: c, madam is gujjar...now if he turns out to be a sc/st toh tum toh margaye...isliye plz...for global peace and harmony,
i PLEA to thou,tum kuch mat bolo...C.M: 50/100
me: i dont know sir...
(my first "i dont know" of the interview, least did i know, this was just the goddamn inauguration...)
mohinder: ok... so you want to take up mba in..?
me: marketing...
saroj: so u have highest marks in...hmm..english french...hmm..whhats mpp?
me: management and production planning
saroj: what is production planning?
me: (now i knew the defntn of managmnt by heart...bt PP is a considerably broad concept...din evr lrn its defn)..er....pp is the planning of...er...
saroj: planning of production?
me: er..hehe...no...the planning of..the process of...glu glu glu...PP..process...glu glu glu...
saroj: im sorry i didnt get you??
me: er...planning of process intake of raw materials to the delivery of the final output...
inner voice: WHAT-EVER!
mohinder: so wat hppns in the interim...??
C.M: 10/100
me: er...lot of things...like..uh...inventory control...
inner-voice: ideally, "lot of things"=examples>1
me:...work in progress...
mohinder: is work in progress a liabiltiy or asset to the company?
me: er...asset..no!!... liability..er...
M.F.M: Good day to be alive sir...Good day to be alive, he said.....Then it comes to be that the sooooothing light at the end of your tunnel...was just a freight train coming your way....
and den mohinder suresh bombarded me with questions on accounts, whch is so strange...i said i wanna do mba in marketing!! but all he did was...
"wat is asset?...what are contigent liabilities??...wat is a finanicial year?...how is working capital measured??...what is dis??...what is tat??...who are you??...who am i??...where is osama?"
and all i did was....
"i donno knw sir...no sir...no idea sir...donno sir...sorry sir...yes sir,CERTAINLY dont know tat one sir...."
Through the glass windows i could see other PI takers of my group, getting out of their cabins...and it so happened that i was the first person to be sent to an interview cabin!!
innervoice: yeh kya ho raha hai beta duryodhan?
saroj: so u have mentioned in yr weakness: "lose out on individuality at times,in order to ape successful ppl".explain.
C.M:0/100
me: its like sometimes i blindly copy ppl who are successful without asking myself if i really want to go by that beaten road...
saroj: example?
me: *random rambling....self conjured examples...not convincing*
saroj:second weakness: "close possible doors in order to retain focus..." explain WITH EXAMPLE...
innervoice: why the fuck did u have to write such hi-fi weakness-es...
...stupid wannabe!me: a chinese general named Xiang Yu crushed his troops’ cooking pots and burned their ships wen he entered an enemey's territory..so tat they can nvr turn back...i also follow that ideology but sometimes it backfires...*again, self conjured examples...not even remotely convincing*
mohinder: *while reading my resume*...hmm...you have good communication skills...
me: thank you :)
mohinder: huh?..no i was reading yr strengths...
inner voice:
me:
saroj: so how will you sell an air-conditioner to an eskimo?
me: by first selling to him the merits of living in Egypt...
Mohinder gives a faint smiles (must of thot of Hiro Nakamura den :P)
both look at each other...den say "ok".. dont even look at me...i say "thank you"...they dont respond...
expression on saroj's face----->i dont like you...
expression on my face--> me too...i found him nice tho...
expression on mohinders face-----> i dont like you...
so I get the message and I leave....
M.F.M: Toota toota ek parinda aise toota....Luta luta kisne usko aise luta ke phir udna paaya...(mentally visualises being pushed and crammed in a mumbai local train although i walking in sydenham's empty corridors)...tukde tukde ho gaye tha har sapna jab woh tutaaa...
..ooooooooooo......tukde tukde...allah ke bandhe hasde allah ke bandhe ...me: sha! :( god is being super mean to me re...its like im not His favourite anymore...
innervoice: raghupati raghav rajaram...pati ka pawan sitaram...ishwar allah tero naam...
...sab ko admission de bhagwan....me: duh!! im talking to you...are you even listening?
innervoice: dude! enough of me listening!now you will listen to me!what have u made of yrself??...why do you think being smart is the alpha and omega of success..dont you want to be considered an itellectual? a know-all?? dude,being multi-faceted doesnot get you anywhere...being a good dancer..playing the guitar..tennis..fine!but will these talents help you attain your goal?? unless, ofcourse yr goal is to woo a guy with yr dancing skills...but what kinda guy will get impressed wid only tat?? not the "typical guy" for sure... so u wanna marry a bcom graduate...diamonds bsns n all??
me: hell no!! God plz God plz...
...i want to marry engineering+IIM guy/guys...innervoice: and why do you think would an IItian or IIM marry you huh? they would want a girl of their intellect...tell me something, when someone on chat asks you abt yr education...what do u say...?
me: brb... :(
innervoice: and if he/she still pushes it...
me: brb....2 more mins....mom is calling... :(
innervoice: arghh!! still still stilllllll pushes it?????
me:still pushes...den.... my education glu glu glu...
...i did commer...glu glu glu...commerce gradua..glu glu glu...innervoice: ashamed to be a commerce graduate right?? well that is what education does...its abt building a character, having that confidence, having those sparkling eyes that shine of knowledge...its abt being a great dancer or guitarist AND having a respectable degree to fall back on...now THAT my frnd is the differnce b/w an average and....
my phone interrupts the never-ending sermon...its rohan calling...
my ringtone: where do bad folks go wen dey dieeeeeee....dey dont go to heaven wherr the angels fly...they go to a lake of fire and fry...see 'em again till the 4th of july...
innervoice: dont talk to him he's gay..
me: *ignores innervoice*..hullo??
rohan: so how goes the going girl??
me: baaaad...
rohan: y bad?
me: dude, horrendous interview!!its like dey just didnt like me yaar...interrogated me like a terrorist...u know something...i just act smart...the matter of fact remains i donno a thing needed to be called an intellectual...im a bimbo!!
rohan: o.o!! believe you me...you are not a bimbo...u have no idea who a bimbo is...absolutely no idea...
me: u do?
rohan: well, u know a frnd of mine had her interview too...she said hobbies "travelling" apparently...full show-off kiya...been here...been there...all diff countries...so the interviwer goes like..."wats the capital of thailand?" and the babe says...."malaysia!!"
me:
inner voice:
two ppl on cross connection:
me: wtf!! dude! you are right...now TATS being a bimbo...aur mujhe sab fin related questions poocha...ab mane kya pata?? mane bcom kiye hue toh saal hogaya na??..gujjar gujjar kar rahe the....aree arsenal par poocho...soccer par poocho...doongi main sab answers...kyun nahi doongi yaar? darti thodi hoon main...aur fin-related questions poocha toh poocha kyun???
... jab maine pehle hi keh diya tha...ki dekho bhaiyee...i want to do mba in marketing...toh fir poocha kyunnnn??spasht shabdoon main kaha tha maine...kaha tha ki nahi kaha tha? bilkul keh diya tha...jate se hi...Rohan: dey must be knowing only fin related questions re...its not always we who have saturated knowledge...its the other way too...which reminds me, i read yr enemies blog...all human rights/women's status in india/child labour/communalism...her blog toh is like ek dum..!!glu glu glu..zzzzzzzzZzz...glu glu glu...
me:
Rohan: "cant read, cant read...page not openin, page not openin...bye bye bye bye "...karne jaisa hai...freak! wat a loser man..ispe koi comment kaise maar sakta hai?
me: hum log bhi comment karte hain..."yr blog glu glu...yr blog is very glu glu glu glu"
Rohan: ROTFL! ROTFL!...OR..'excuse-me madaam..what does your blog mean?'lol
me: rotflolzzzz....fir woh bhi humko likhegi..."dude,wat does YOUR blog mean?"
Rohan: martians invadin earth..!!and vice versa feelings ..!!haha...losers man...
me: lolzz!! haha...you are right man...losers completely...
inner voice: you are soooo jealous....
me: er...wait! dude!! dont you see?? i am actually envious of her...cos im not as well-informed and updated as she is...SO i dont like her...my ego forbids me to accept that she is a woman of substance and I am not...
rohan: So?
me:...yeah screw tat bitch!
rohan: ya bitch! i hate tat bitch!
me: dude thanx for calling man and ofcourse assuring me that im neither a loser nor a bimbo...i was feeling so low...u really cheered me up...thanx :)
inner-voice: oh hullo?? whrs dis conversation going?? dude!! MOHINDER SURESH thinx tat YOU Ms.ABHILASHA DAFRIA are a loser AND a bimbo...now you will buy mohinder- the typical guy's take or ronnys who apparently is gay??
rohan: c'mon man...wats the thanx for...never call yrself a bimbo...ABHILASHA DAFRIA is much more than that...
innervoice: fine! you choose!!
And so ladies and gentlemen...I was made to choose, weigh the merits v/s the demerits and choose...a destiny was to be written...a revolution was to begin...a new leaf was to be turned and a choice was to be made...a choice between my innervoice
...and my close friend Rohan (who apparently is gay)....what would that choice be? in fear wondered all..."will it have an effect on the credit crunch?"..."will it be influenced by the nuke deal??"..."will it strengthen the ruppee?"...i thought hard what to do...and then finally picked one...i could hear faint hip-hop music in the background...i let the music vibes take over me...i started singing my way down to the ground floor...
*sings*
hai BE
hai iit
mba ki bhi hai degree
mohinder ko science ka craze hai
mohinder newton se tez hai
mohinder maths main smart bada
mohinder ko aata laplace hai (laplace hai...echoes..laplace hai...)
job offers kayi haatho main, hai koi IIM wala...
BUT...
*suspense build up*
*everyone awaits the final verdict*
*sleeping sydenham peons suddenly wake up fearing the increase in job-cuts*
me: *loudly* BUT MOHINDER CANT DANCE SAALA!!
hey hey hey hey! the music begins...the beats...the drums....sydenham students dance with delight...
....my inner voice poofs......share market crashes...ronny does a small sunny deol dance......ppl throw books in the air...the music gets louder...YEAH PAPU NACH NAHI SAKTA...--------------------(to be contd...the final episode of the superhit triology....PART THREE:THE RETURN OF THE INNERVOICE)------------------
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
May be I have Self doubts, May be I dont...
(so it was pouring heavily yesterday and i watched with excitement and craving eyes, few young boys play football on a nearby ground @kj sommaiya, as i waited for my frnd to pick me up...i saw them getting drenched, splashing muddy water, fighting, screaming...whoa!! it was awesome!!...my true love for the game (and also since few of them were playing real lousy soccer) made me think, MAYBE i should go and ask if they'd allow me to play with them...ofcourse,the better sense prevailed and realising that being the only girl around, not knowing at all who those hooligans were ,Maybe it was not such a great idea...anyway, in a couple of minutes my frnd was there and i stepped into her car forgetting the urge/desire/want to play the game...what i did not forget was the "maybe-maybe not" dilemma...i pondered.. what if all the things abt myself that i took as axioms in life...all that i knew i was...was hypothetical and unreal? All the things i say with a sense of certainty, maybe, just maybe, are a figment of my imagination....well,i came up with this on my drive back home,read on...)
Maybe, I dont need a friend
Maybe, I am strong and tough
Maybe, it'll be just me in the end
Maybe, having just me would be good enough
Maybe, the king laugh i just fake,
Maybe, I am very dejected
Maybe, its all for the ego's sake
Maybe, I am the one rejected
Maybe, I just act to be pretty and more,
Maybe, the effects never had a cause
Maybe, I'm not the queen-bee anymore
Maybe, I never-ever was.
Maybe, I'm not an intellcetual girl,
Maybe, I'm not even street-smart
Maybe, my guitar hates my curl,
Maybe, I'll never learn the art
Maybe, I dont have almond eyes,
Maybe, I just thought i do
Maybe, it was just a pair of lies
Mirror to me, me to you
Maybe, these praises they all simply tell,
Maybe, they are just guarded
Maybe, they know me really well
Maybe, I'm retarded.
------------------------------------------------------------
cos maybe, you are gonna be the one that saves me...and afterall, you are my wonderwall...-Oasis
Maybe, I dont need a friend
Maybe, I am strong and tough
Maybe, it'll be just me in the end
Maybe, having just me would be good enough
Maybe, the king laugh i just fake,
Maybe, I am very dejected
Maybe, its all for the ego's sake
Maybe, I am the one rejected
Maybe, I just act to be pretty and more,
Maybe, the effects never had a cause
Maybe, I'm not the queen-bee anymore
Maybe, I never-ever was.
Maybe, I'm not an intellcetual girl,
Maybe, I'm not even street-smart
Maybe, my guitar hates my curl,
Maybe, I'll never learn the art
Maybe, I dont have almond eyes,
Maybe, I just thought i do
Maybe, it was just a pair of lies
Mirror to me, me to you
Maybe, these praises they all simply tell,
Maybe, they are just guarded
Maybe, they know me really well
Maybe, I'm retarded.
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cos maybe, you are gonna be the one that saves me...and afterall, you are my wonderwall...-Oasis
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Part One: The Fellowship of the GD
venue: Sydenham college
M.F.M: here i am on the road again...there i am, im playing star again...turn the page...
no, this is blog is not on some rock show @a college fest but this is my First ever experience @ a gdpi.before i go abt this blog, there r certain things fellow readers must know.
1) Music for the Moment (M.F.M): this is the background score...unfortunately i cant make the song play as soon as your computer detects that you have reached a particular line, so you just presume the song playing in the background... and dont worry, ill come up with the self-detection technology soon :)
2)ME: I have introduced Me to You in an earlier blog, but incase you were born a day ago...meet ME, my alter idem, my soul, my conscience also read as imaginary friend...will call it Inner-Voice in this blog...
3) Glu GLu GLU effect: all close friends would know this one...but who dont, well its an onomatopoiea...the kinda voice we make by saying a word@high speed and simultaneously running our fingers over the mouth to deliberately make voice unclear (done to show uncertainity of speech, shame on/fear of saying something)er...read on!!
so...i entered the college and made my way up to the SIMSREE dept....was made to sit wid 6 others in a classroom and asked to fill a form...a girl sitting next to me peeks into my form...suddenly,
girl:You dont have to write Maharashtra Board!! Its pune board!
Me: ??...MINE is mahrashtra board!!
girl:NOT possible...(removes SSc ceritificate)....see!! pune board!
Me: *freaks out* dude!....*takes a pause*...but pune is in maharashtra?!?
girl: *turns her head off*...i dont know that...
Inner Voice: wat a bimbo! u concenterate on yr form...write strngths/wknss
well...they'll totally grill u on tat...and btw, why arent YOU carrying YOUR certificates??
me: *minor heart-stroke*
So after confirming from not very convincing sources that the certs arent necessary i finally cool myself..and prepare myself for my first ever GD...
a person enters the classroom and asks us to walk towards the GD room in a straight line....we all walk with footsteps of a 300 spartans...
Inner Voice: dude...relax...be confident...you r an eloquent speaker...u'll do good...
ME: yeah...i'll do good...
Inner voice: yeah man! wat u gonna do??
Me: im gonna do good!!
Inner Voice: louder!! wat u gonna do??
me: IM GONNA DO GOOD!!
*pumped up*
M.F.M: We're causin' utter devastation,When we steppin' to the place...We're gonna rock and never stop And here we go again...Hit you with the flow again...we will we will rock you!
(mentally visualises walking upto one of the panelists and rapping on his face....)..buddy you are an old man, poor man.... u got mud on your face, big disgrace....
*more pumped up*
bring it on attitude!
GD--------> begins.
Topic------> given
Me---------->
topic: Rivers in India should be connected to improve water managemnet.
we were given scrap papers to jot down points.
the only points i have thought of so far:
1)connecting rivers is far-fetched and gay.
2)73% of earths surface is water.
3)pts.1 and 2 are not inter-related.
the pune board girl begins the gd...
says: connecting rivers is THE BEST solution to water problems
...gives gyaan...random stats...
everyone:nod in agreement...
me: *minor stroke*...
guy besides me continues agreein wid the pune board girl
says: NINETY-SEVEN % of earth's surface is water...
me: *major-stroke*
another guy comes with some random rambling...i by now, recover from the distortion of the only piece of statistic i knew and decide to join the gd...
me: i agree with you...(unaware of wat im agreeing with)...india is an agrarian country....agriculture is the backbone of our economy, we need water for irrigation..hence it is extremely important to manage the water we have to strenthen our economy...73% of earth surface is water and 3 sides of india is covrd wid water...
guy1: *tries to correct me* its 97%...
me: 73 actually....*loudly*..had it been 97, we would be having this gd in a submarine now...*smiles politely*
everyone: break into guffaws...
panelists:
me: (my strategy:make ppl laugh...and then drop bombs)...in many parts of eastern rajasthan, many farmers depend on rain water...proper water managmnt--->proper irrigation facilities---->blah blah...
guy2 continues on rain water issue...comes up wid seasonal crops gyaan...a lot of discussion on rain water issue...my fluke rajasthan statemnt seemed to have emotionally touched dem or something...
after 10mins again gd goes in "sinking" state...
Me: reduce regional disparities...no state will claim ownage of a water body...
public again gets excited...talk abt narmada...kaveri-paaneri...i donno wat not...
guy3: by connecting rivers we will send a message of unity in the country...
me: yes yes...very philosophical...
panel: giggles...
again a lot of random stuff...everyone out of topic...gd drifts...ppl talk abt water pollution
me:
ppl talk more abt water pollution...causes/effects...how to reduce water pollution...
me:*speaks with authority* water pollution is an independent issue...we will deal with that later once we know how to go about the river connecting project..
everyone: *hurt*
pune board girl: *cries*
:P :P no...j/k...actually one of the panelist takes it from here...
panelist:ok...nice to see the youth agreeing on one thing unanimously...
me: *slowly tries to strike off the first point writen on the scrap paper*
panelist: so....how do u think should we go about this project...now that you all agree with this...
me: i think to begin with, we must first chalk out graphically how and where the rivers will connect...whether or not we have the funds...and how will we compensate to those who lose their lands in this project...(again, well spoken...but HOW WILL WE? was the question right?..hehe...who cares)
guy1: yes some laws should be laid down...committee formed...blahblah...
pune board girl: so many funds have been wasted...politics creeping in...
me:*speaks with authority* now lets not brood ovr the past and rather plan systematically what can be done in order to make this project happen...(yes but WAT CAN BE DONE? is the question right!...who cares dahling...who cares..)
panalist:candidates 3 and 4 havent spoken a word....plz speak up...any language would do...
candiaite 3: i hv hrd...means...(broken english)...some places..dead bodies dey...*looks at me and makes action indicating i donno wat*...dey dont burn...bodies....in water...dey...
me: dispose off?
she: yes...so tats not good for health also... :|
me: yes...true true...(w/e dude...wats she talking abt...anyway...i was being highly encouraging den..)
panalist: what has candidate 4 to say abt this?
candidate 4:*hesitates*..er...our topics is....*reads out topic aloud*...and everyone is agree with this...
panalist:tats all tat you have to say??
candidate 4:...matlab...electricity bhi badegi...isse...
me:(whoa dude! wat a point! hes einstein with a lingo problem really...)
panalist: well ok....we are very happy with the gd..nice to see the youth so aware and enthusiatic...you know, this project was made few years back...by mr.prabhu...called garland project but couldnt materialise...politics plays a bad role in the country...all the best for yr PI...
*everyone gets up to go*
me:sir, the youth is here....we will make a difference....*smiles with confidence*
Inner Voice: tumhara yeh bada problem hai...tum bahut bolte ho...tum khudke life main toh difference la nahi paye...abhi unwanted smartass comments kyun marte ho...
panelist:*smiles* how much did u get in CET?
me:...er... ninety-two...glu glu glu....ninety-two point...glu glu glu glu...
Inner Voice: abhi glu-glu-glu kya kar rahi hai...bolna!!...pehle toh bahut bol rahi thi...heronie ki tarah...
me: sir 92.31...*lil dispapointed look*
sir: well...all the best for yr pi...hope to see you in sydenham...
me: er...thank you...(???)
later...
me: dude...not bad ok...not bad at all...i was witty...i spoke well...good command ovr language...awesome confidence...
Inner Voice: yes yes...and speaking substance was never a criteria...
me: c'mon dude...i spoke abt eastern rajasthan ok...
Inner Voice: WHAT, I ask, do u know abt eastern rajasthan?
me: tats its in the east of rajasthan...er...
Inner Voice: wow!! u seem to be an avid newspaper reader...
me: aye c'mon yaar!! i spoke reallly well...i was uper impressed myself...and tat sir said..."hope to c u in sydnm..."...
Inner-voice: all i ask is...how much substance did u talk?? dont you feel ashamed? you didnt know anything abt current affairs...you and yr stupid friends make fun of bimbos...tats all you do...all the time!!...YOU, ms.Dafria!!YOU are the biggest bimbo!
me: oh puh-leaze!! i super smart ok!! i mean...i'll read newspaper aajse...all i donno is current affairs na?...but still I WAS the best in the group...
Inner Voice: go and thank god for relative misery...
me: dude dont do this ok...encourage me...i have a PI in 5 mins
...stop demoralising...
Inner Voice: fine fine!!go...speak well...now tat its the only strength u have...dont let yr confidence level drop for even once...you stand out for yr level of confidence...u know tat...encash on it...go my lil tigress!!
me: yeah baby!!
Inner Voice: so wat you gonna do?
me: im gonna do good!!
Inner Voice: louder!! wat u gonna do??
me: IM GONNA DO GOOD!!
*pumped up*
bring it on attitude!
MFM:Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time...Hand grenade pins in every line...Throw 'em up and let something shine...Going out of my fucking mind...(mentally visualises head banging with two sydenham peons on either side...)...i bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away...
(to be contd....PI exp coming soon---Part two: The Two Interviewers)--------------------------------------------------------------------------
M.F.M: here i am on the road again...there i am, im playing star again...turn the page...
no, this is blog is not on some rock show @a college fest but this is my First ever experience @ a gdpi.before i go abt this blog, there r certain things fellow readers must know.
1) Music for the Moment (M.F.M): this is the background score...unfortunately i cant make the song play as soon as your computer detects that you have reached a particular line, so you just presume the song playing in the background... and dont worry, ill come up with the self-detection technology soon :)
2)ME: I have introduced Me to You in an earlier blog, but incase you were born a day ago...meet ME, my alter idem, my soul, my conscience also read as imaginary friend...will call it Inner-Voice in this blog...
3) Glu GLu GLU effect: all close friends would know this one...but who dont, well its an onomatopoiea...the kinda voice we make by saying a word@high speed and simultaneously running our fingers over the mouth to deliberately make voice unclear (done to show uncertainity of speech, shame on/fear of saying something)er...read on!!
so...i entered the college and made my way up to the SIMSREE dept....was made to sit wid 6 others in a classroom and asked to fill a form...a girl sitting next to me peeks into my form...suddenly,
girl:You dont have to write Maharashtra Board!! Its pune board!
Me: ??...MINE is mahrashtra board!!
girl:NOT possible...(removes SSc ceritificate)....see!! pune board!
Me: *freaks out* dude!....*takes a pause*...but pune is in maharashtra?!?
girl: *turns her head off*...i dont know that...
Inner Voice: wat a bimbo! u concenterate on yr form...write strngths/wknss
well...they'll totally grill u on tat...and btw, why arent YOU carrying YOUR certificates??
me: *minor heart-stroke*
So after confirming from not very convincing sources that the certs arent necessary i finally cool myself..and prepare myself for my first ever GD...
a person enters the classroom and asks us to walk towards the GD room in a straight line....we all walk with footsteps of a 300 spartans...
Inner Voice: dude...relax...be confident...you r an eloquent speaker...u'll do good...
ME: yeah...i'll do good...
Inner voice: yeah man! wat u gonna do??
Me: im gonna do good!!
Inner Voice: louder!! wat u gonna do??
me: IM GONNA DO GOOD!!
*pumped up*
M.F.M: We're causin' utter devastation,When we steppin' to the place...We're gonna rock and never stop And here we go again...Hit you with the flow again...we will we will rock you!
(mentally visualises walking upto one of the panelists and rapping on his face....)..buddy you are an old man, poor man.... u got mud on your face, big disgrace....
*more pumped up*
bring it on attitude!
GD--------> begins.
Topic------> given
Me---------->
topic: Rivers in India should be connected to improve water managemnet.
we were given scrap papers to jot down points.
the only points i have thought of so far:
1)connecting rivers is far-fetched and gay.
2)73% of earths surface is water.
3)pts.1 and 2 are not inter-related.
the pune board girl begins the gd...
says: connecting rivers is THE BEST solution to water problems
...gives gyaan...random stats...everyone:nod in agreement...
me: *minor stroke*...
guy besides me continues agreein wid the pune board girl
says: NINETY-SEVEN % of earth's surface is water...
me: *major-stroke*
another guy comes with some random rambling...i by now, recover from the distortion of the only piece of statistic i knew and decide to join the gd...
me: i agree with you...(unaware of wat im agreeing with)...india is an agrarian country....agriculture is the backbone of our economy, we need water for irrigation..hence it is extremely important to manage the water we have to strenthen our economy...73% of earth surface is water and 3 sides of india is covrd wid water...
guy1: *tries to correct me* its 97%...
me: 73 actually....*loudly*..had it been 97, we would be having this gd in a submarine now...*smiles politely*
everyone: break into guffaws...
panelists:
me: (my strategy:make ppl laugh...and then drop bombs)...in many parts of eastern rajasthan, many farmers depend on rain water...proper water managmnt--->proper irrigation facilities---->blah blah...
guy2 continues on rain water issue...comes up wid seasonal crops gyaan...a lot of discussion on rain water issue...my fluke rajasthan statemnt seemed to have emotionally touched dem or something...
after 10mins again gd goes in "sinking" state...
Me: reduce regional disparities...no state will claim ownage of a water body...
public again gets excited...talk abt narmada...kaveri-paaneri...i donno wat not...
guy3: by connecting rivers we will send a message of unity in the country...
me: yes yes...very philosophical...
panel: giggles...
again a lot of random stuff...everyone out of topic...gd drifts...ppl talk abt water pollution
me:
ppl talk more abt water pollution...causes/effects...how to reduce water pollution...
me:*speaks with authority* water pollution is an independent issue...we will deal with that later once we know how to go about the river connecting project..
everyone: *hurt*
pune board girl: *cries*
:P :P no...j/k...actually one of the panelist takes it from here...
panelist:ok...nice to see the youth agreeing on one thing unanimously...
me: *slowly tries to strike off the first point writen on the scrap paper*
panelist: so....how do u think should we go about this project...now that you all agree with this...
me: i think to begin with, we must first chalk out graphically how and where the rivers will connect...whether or not we have the funds...and how will we compensate to those who lose their lands in this project...(again, well spoken...but HOW WILL WE? was the question right?..hehe...who cares)
guy1: yes some laws should be laid down...committee formed...blahblah...
pune board girl: so many funds have been wasted...politics creeping in...
me:*speaks with authority* now lets not brood ovr the past and rather plan systematically what can be done in order to make this project happen...(yes but WAT CAN BE DONE? is the question right!...who cares dahling...who cares..)
panalist:candidates 3 and 4 havent spoken a word....plz speak up...any language would do...
candiaite 3: i hv hrd...means...(broken english)...some places..dead bodies dey...*looks at me and makes action indicating i donno wat*...dey dont burn...bodies....in water...dey...
me: dispose off?
she: yes...so tats not good for health also... :|
me: yes...true true...(w/e dude...wats she talking abt...anyway...i was being highly encouraging den..)
panalist: what has candidate 4 to say abt this?
candidate 4:*hesitates*..er...our topics is....*reads out topic aloud*...and everyone is agree with this...
panalist:tats all tat you have to say??
candidate 4:...matlab...electricity bhi badegi...isse...
me:(whoa dude! wat a point! hes einstein with a lingo problem really...)
panalist: well ok....we are very happy with the gd..nice to see the youth so aware and enthusiatic...you know, this project was made few years back...by mr.prabhu...called garland project but couldnt materialise...politics plays a bad role in the country...all the best for yr PI...
*everyone gets up to go*
me:sir, the youth is here....we will make a difference....*smiles with confidence*
Inner Voice: tumhara yeh bada problem hai...tum bahut bolte ho...tum khudke life main toh difference la nahi paye...abhi unwanted smartass comments kyun marte ho...
panelist:*smiles* how much did u get in CET?
me:
...er... ninety-two...glu glu glu....ninety-two point...glu glu glu glu...Inner Voice: abhi glu-glu-glu kya kar rahi hai...bolna!!...pehle toh bahut bol rahi thi...heronie ki tarah...
me: sir 92.31...*lil dispapointed look*
sir: well...all the best for yr pi...hope to see you in sydenham...
me: er...thank you...(???)
later...
me: dude...not bad ok...not bad at all...i was witty...i spoke well...good command ovr language...awesome confidence...
Inner Voice: yes yes...and speaking substance was never a criteria...
me: c'mon dude...i spoke abt eastern rajasthan ok...
Inner Voice: WHAT, I ask, do u know abt eastern rajasthan?
me: tats its in the east of rajasthan...er...
Inner Voice: wow!! u seem to be an avid newspaper reader...
me: aye c'mon yaar!! i spoke reallly well...i was uper impressed myself...and tat sir said..."hope to c u in sydnm..."...
Inner-voice: all i ask is...how much substance did u talk?? dont you feel ashamed? you didnt know anything abt current affairs...you and yr stupid friends make fun of bimbos...tats all you do...all the time!!...YOU, ms.Dafria!!YOU are the biggest bimbo!
me: oh puh-leaze!! i super smart ok!! i mean...i'll read newspaper aajse...all i donno is current affairs na?...but still I WAS the best in the group...
Inner Voice: go and thank god for relative misery...
me: dude dont do this ok...encourage me...i have a PI in 5 mins
...stop demoralising...Inner Voice: fine fine!!go...speak well...now tat its the only strength u have...dont let yr confidence level drop for even once...you stand out for yr level of confidence...u know tat...encash on it...go my lil tigress!!
me: yeah baby!!
Inner Voice: so wat you gonna do?
me: im gonna do good!!
Inner Voice: louder!! wat u gonna do??
me: IM GONNA DO GOOD!!
*pumped up*
bring it on attitude!
MFM:Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time...Hand grenade pins in every line...Throw 'em up and let something shine...Going out of my fucking mind...(mentally visualises head banging with two sydenham peons on either side...)...i bleed it out digging deeper just to throw it away...
(to be contd....PI exp coming soon---Part two: The Two Interviewers)--------------------------------------------------------------------------
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