In case you haven’t, read the first part: The First Meet, and the second part: St. Joseph’s, before you read further!
On the road to Saddharma Sadan…
It was dark and he was waiting on the road that leads to the Saddharma Sadan – NIT’s girls hostel. He looked at his watch and it was not working. He looked again towards the gate but couldn’t find anyone except the guard.
Someone called his name from behind. He turned back and was thrilled to see her. She smiled and he smiled back at her.
“What took you so long to come and see me?”, he asked.
She took his hand into her’s and planted a kiss on his fingers. One touch of her completely energized him and he felt as if his heart was crushed by someone to the core. He loved that feeling. Continue reading
In case you haven’t, you can read the first part of ‘Diary of an Introvert’ : The First Meet before you read further.
10 June 1995
“I want to sit at the corner”, I said firmly banging my fist on the desk.
“I am sitting here. And Francina Ma’am told me sit here”, she fought back.
I couldn’t do much on hearing the name of Francina. She is a nightmare to us. I placed my bag in the drawer and sat in the middle of the bench. I hated it. I hated her. Continue reading
23 December, 2009
“Are you sure?”
I gave a sarcastic look. He left the counter and started to flip through the cards on the table. After waiting patiently for a considerable amount of time, he returned back with my library card. It was an irritating ritual to carry out before the books are issued.
I sprinted towards the ‘Reference’ section to find the book I wanted. I placed it between the two large HR books in reference section so that nobody can find it. I missed the exact location of the book and cursed myself for my over-smartness. Finally, after a treasure hunt of 5 racks and hundreds of books, I found it. Continue reading
During my fourth standard days, I wondered why a man was referred to as a social animal by the social text book. Later Darwin enlightened me with his Theory of Evolution in later stages of my life at school. Confusion cleared!!!
MBA is a one hell of a course where people have always surprised me with their intellect. Let us take a sample piece and form a Normal Distribution curve (I guess MBA has taken a toll on me as well)
“I wanted a day with 36 hours in it”
“I hope the marketing ppt I need to make is readily available in the first link in google search”
“That hot chick is mine since she belongs to me!!!”
“HR gals are awesome but their brains…err..do they ha…umm…lets take it offline”
“I give zero fucks to you. Fuck off saale”
The list goes on and on.
What is MBA without parties. Yes, parties…high time!!! You have them every now and then. First you have your class fresher party, then the student cell party you are member of, then your roomies party, then your state party, then the gang party, then the party of your friend’s friend and it goes on and on. An then there comes a day you have a party since you had a party long time ago.
Well, there are many instances where one can “feel“music, and get addicted. There are many instances where one is swept off the ground by a beautiful girl, and get addicted. But, how would it be when both music and beautiful girls come together. Huh! Already started imagining? Continue reading
The Article 25 Things NOT to be SaiD in OrKuT!!! is dedicated to my friend Preeti. Its her birthday today and I wish her a happy and a rocking year ahead 🙂
Hope u like my gift 🙂 Enjoy reading it 🙂
There is a saying that the girl’s heart is as deep as ocean, as high as sky, as wide as the space. I think they might have said what all poetic feelings they got into their mind. It’s so simple that they JUST CONTADRDICT anything U say. See the practicality in what I say……
If you kiss her, you are not a gentleman
If you don’t, you are not a man
If you praise her, she thinks you are lying
If you don’t, you are good for nothing Continue reading