Being a Sister

A yellow, a red, a cream, a beige, a blue, two greens, and a fuchsia.

Threads, sparkles, pearls, and mirrors.

Silver and gold.

Twisting and training - crunches and cardio...

Less than a month to go, and I am ready for the only wedding I have always imagined about.

:-)

The Prediction

You know I do not talk maths. Almost never. But this one time when I did, the Delhi Daredevils decided to let me down.

Heard of the Fibonacci series? I came up with something similar after Delhi had played the first 11 matches this series (yea, I know it was a little late for a prediction). It won the first two. Then lost the next three. Then won the next four. Post that it lost two matches. And a series -- 2-3-4-3-2 popped in my mind! :D They would have lost a third after those two losses, which they did. And then they were to win the next two to qualify for the semis. They won the first of those last two to boost my confidence, but whadyaknow - buggers lost the last one and missed out on the semis. According to me, this loss would have been in the semi-finals. That, because they anyway never go further even if they are the favourites like in the last season. But they lost!! :(

And this is how you confirm that I am still jobless. A vacancy, anyone?

Nostalgia, eh?

Over the past two weeks I have had the word 'miss' flash on my Facebook and Gtalk a gazillion times. People are expressing the sentiment about college getting over via their status updates and new photo albums. Me, something somewhere has died. Or maybe I am too busy feeling other emotions to have space for that sentiment. God knows!

But hardly a week out of college, and I have a point to associate the 'miss' word with too. The marketing classes, what else! I just finished watching Lessons in Marketing on CNBC TV18, a show where the top 12 B-schools of India fight it out in front of some of the best in the industry, for the best of rewards. It was nothing different from sitting in marketing classes back in college - analysing each recommendation that the presenting team makes, having an opinion of our own for everything, and actually feeling every single bit of the total process!

People on the show today might have been from the best schools in India, but I saw for myself that they are nothing different or better than some of us who do not qualify to be in the same league because of some stupid reasons, luck for one. They did not seem to have studied anything different from what we did, and their ideas were nothing out of the world either. It was exactly the same as I experienced over the past two years - some absolutely brilliant ideas, and some that were laughable. Nothing different. Just a matter of a tag.

And while as of today nothing seems to be working in my favour, I know I will even it out in the years to come. And the gods of marketing management and marketing research, Dr. V.V.R. Sastry and Dr. Prantosh Banerjee respectively, will remain just what they are! Them, and their classes, I miss.

P.S. - In the post written on March 17th, there was a horrible typo that was pointed out by a friend. I am still not over it. Did not want to change it there 'coz it would have then flashed on your readers again. But yes, it was not 'heals'. I meant 'heels'.

Thanks! :)

Residential Campus II

# Sit through empty nights of silence

# Hear sobs and cries in the dark of the night from different corners of the hostel

# Watch people unwillingly eat alone

# Witness politics, backstabbing, and bitching

# Be part of the community that clings to their phone at the end of the day 'coz it equals solace

# Give up on fight against the system, fight to continue relationships, and the fight to maintain good health

# Stay logged in to Gtalk 24x7

Things you could only do on a residential campus

# Never bother about sourcing a software, movie, or a music album - LAN comes after GOD

# Eat off someone's plate without asking

# Scream until an insect gets scared and leaves the room

# Have metal, punjabi pop, and bollywood music play simultaneously within a distance of 50 metres

# Begin your last game of badminton for the day at 11:50 pm

# Go uninvited to someone's place at 2:30 am

# Immerse yourself in a multitude of opinions and hit the delete button 50 times in one night

# Borrow and lend clothes, shoes, bags, books, CDs, laptops, jewellery, and more knowing you can barge into the person's room and take it all back even if they do not return it on their own

# Food is not borrowed. You only beg for it.

# Have raw maggi with tastemaker

# Have maggi mixed with hot water, instead of cooking in it

# Watch movies a night before a test and faff through 90 minutes of exam time

# Never ever get tired of talking about food

# Stay awake for a total of 30 minutes between getting up from your bed and reaching your seat in class

# Witness 'relationships' which are null and void outside of campus since there are respective boyfriends/girlfriends living elsewhere in the world

# Have friends for family

# Get free makeovers

# Run off with someone's umbrella and not be labelled a thief

# Get thrills out of keeping your bathroom cleaner than others' (just a personal thing :P)

# Do retarded things round the clock and find company for mad imaginations at all times

# Do better with group studies even after a lifetime of quiet studying

You're welcome to add to this list. I am sure there are many more such exclusive things. :-)

Do It Right!

This post is here because Gati, the express cargo delivery company has left me highly impressed with its services. I was a little apprehensive, but still sent home most of my belongings via Gati because lugging it all even on train would not have been a good idea.

Because of a group deal, they came to our away-from-civilisation hill to pick up the stuff, handled everything professionally, and promised a speedy delivery. While all that was a basic minimum that you expect from a service provider like that, what impressed me was the way in which they kept me informed about the movement of my stuff. Every few hours I received an sms from them telling me how the luggage has moved from one part of Pune to another, to how it has departed from Pune, and when it arrived in Delhi, and finally about the final delivery. The time mentioned in each sms was to the second. And when I tracked it on their website, I noticed that the sms was sent within 10 minutes of the luggage reaching a particular destination. The whole experience has actually left me in awe of them! And quite an economical deal, may I add. Testimony to that is a classmate's status message that reads - "103 kgs for for only Rs 1466, quite happy I say! :-)"

Very impressive!