Monday, April 24, 2006

Musical chairs (gears) !!!!!......Take 1

My song for every occasion.......

In a class :::

Summer has come and past,the innocent can never last.
Wake me up when "the class" ends......
Here comes the prof again,falling from the stars.
Drenched in my pain again,becoming who we are.
As my memory rests,but never forgets what I lost.
Wake me up when the dreadful thing ends......

Learning my guitar :::

I got my first real six-string
Bought it at much more than a five-and-dime
Played 'til my morals fled
It was summer of '03
Me and some guys from coll......
Had a Band and we tried real hard
Karty quit and "Nobody" got married
I shoulda known we'd never get far

For the frst crush :::

Even in my heart I see
You’re not being true to me
Deep within my soul I feel
Nothing’s like it used to be
Sometimes I wish I could turn back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could so bad baby

Quit playin’ games with my heart
Before you tear us apart
I should’ve known from the start
Before you got in my heart

Rejected by her :::

My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone........................

Selected at IIM-B ::::
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test, and don't ask why.
"It's not a question, but a lesson learned in time. It's something unpredictable, but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life. "

Exam time ::: (this is a longer one......cudnt think as to wat to scrap of)

I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own... here we go
My eyes feel like they're gonna bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own... here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delerium
On my own... here we go

The IRAQ war :::

Don't want to be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new media.
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mindfuck America.
Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the idiot nation.
Everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow
.We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Before the interviews :::

to find myself againmy walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before so insecure

The day before the results :::

Mama, take this "badge" off of me
I can't use it anymore.
It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see (gets real dark a day bfore)
I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door!!!!!!!!!!!!

When i smthing bad is happening in this world :::

This is a song real close to my heart......really a masterpiece

There comes a time
When we head a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
And it's time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all
We can't go on
Pretneding day by day
That someone, somewhere will soon make a change
We are all a part of God's great big family
And the truth, you know love is all we need
We are the world
We are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
So let's start giving
There's a choice we're making
We're saving our own lives
It's true we'll make a better day
Just you and me

And before i wrap up :::


""
I wanna be young the rest of my life
never say no - try anything twice
til the angels come and ask me to fly
I'm gonna be 18 til I die - 18 til I die
""
plz don't worry 'bout the future - forget about the past
gonna have a ball - ya we're gonna have a blast
gonna make it last - 18 til I die

........................................................more to come

Sunday, April 09, 2006

my iim-a xperience

Well......after so much pushing....i finally find time to write down one of my most memorable xperiences...my iim a interview....

Date : 13th mar
Time : 2:00p.m.
Venue : IIFT, Delhi....

Got up at 9:00 in the morning to be treated wid hot paranthas n an almost jug of milk (thts wat i ve got to take wen at home)......perfectly punjabi breakfast...
bt apart frm tht thr were a few more things in my tummy........ to be precise butterflies....... one of the biggest days in my life......bt i tried to remain calm..

A few hours later..... i had reached tht place.... IIFT....they have got a decent campus bt none of them seemed to know which way are the syndicate rooms whr we were to be interviewed (strange i thgt)

Nevertheless i followed a bunch of "suited-booted gentlemen" wid tense faces bt nevertheless smiling.......

As we entered the common rooms where we had to wait before the panels were decided and we despersed.......had an infinite no. of handshakes....n hellos

Was alloted panel no. and we dispersed to our alloted places......(again handshakes wid all the people in my panel...remember abhinav , avik , rishabh , gaurav,anoop +2 more guys)

I thgt people at an iim-a interview were supposed to be very serious bt i was wrong....all were totally chilled out guys and tht made me a lot more relaxed..

All were led to a semi-circular seating arrangement in a room.....where we were greeted by 3 very pleasant professors.......
1. One of them had an einsteinien kind of look wid unkempt hair....
2. Other was the humourous one.....
3. Third one was a serious guy....... bt very comforting

The case was regarding a famous restaurant panchvati....a chicken bone found in a jain thali...customer outraged....wat will u do...decent showing...came out wid bout 4-5 decent pts......pretty satisfied

I goofed up big time wid the summary.......wrote absolute crap.....

Then started the PI.............................

P1 : Hello Mudit, so i guess u must hav discussed the questions wid the people outside....
Me : yes sir.....quite a few

P1 : Wat did they tell u....
Me : sir. they told me u r asking ques on acads, hobbies....etc general stuff (tht was wat they were doin)

P2 : WAT general stuff....u mean nothin special bout IIM-A?????????????
Me : Sir, there were a few ques on the alumnus of iitd and iima...

P2 : ok then u must know .... tell me
Me : sir i m not from iitd....

P2 : still tell me
Me : sir iitd or iima

P2 : frm both
Me : Chetan Bhagat...... (y da hell did i say tht)

P1 : (outraged) is he a distinguished alumni ????????
Me : (smiles) he is distinguished in his own rght.....he may not write the most intellectual stuff but its fun to read nehow....

P1 : diff b/w famous and distinguished.....
Me : (lik a fool) famous is well known.....distinguishd.....who is respected also

P1: is abu salem distinguished
Me: (hell) no sir............. (smiles)

P1 : name a few books he has written.
Me: 5 pt someone and one night@call center

P1 : hav u read them....
Me : sir only 5 pt someone..

P1 : wat other books hav u read ?
Me: the google story by david vise (and then i added lik a fool) who is a pullitzer prize winner....(y in da blue hell did i say tht)

P1: ok now tht u ve pulled me into this..... is the pulltizer prize given to fiction also...
Me: not sure sir....

P2 : IS mr rabindranath tagore distinguished (pause) as chetan bhagat (smiles)Me : (Smiles)... sir he is more distinguished...

P3 debut) wen did he win the nobel prize for peace....
Me: sir i guess in the 1930's dont know the xact year...

P3 : wen did the nobel prizes originate....
Me : i think 1920's

P3: y u think thtMe: alfred nobel died somewhere tht time.....(both answers r wrong i just checked up tagore got it in 1913)

P1: Did tagore win it for peace....
Me: (feeling an idiot) no sir....i think it was literature (y da hell did i say i think)

P1: name an indian who has won a grammy award
Me : sir, Pt vishwa mohan bhatt.... he plays the veena

P1: hav u seen it
Me: no sir

P1 : starts laughin......P2,P3 join in I also join in lik a fool.............

P2 : hav u heard of AM in radios....
Me : yes sir...

P2 : xplain.....
Me: jumped to xlain using a paper.....

P2 : (cutting me short) ....... y do we use fm then
Me: sir it is a superior mod technique....hence better reception etc.....

P2 : ok tell me something about the ACM icpc... (one of my achievements)
ME: told

P2 : how many interantional teams
Me ; sir bout 10

P3 coming to ur hobbies ....... so u play the guitar.....
P1: and he hasnt seen a veena(laughs all around)

Me : join in the smiles
P3 : diff btw spanish and hawaiwan guitarme : tell them

P3: do u play classical stuff
Me : (hell no) no sir......i lik songs of a few bands....named a few

P1 : asks me a few easy ques on jal-band....answered them....
P3: take a toffee n all the best
Me : thx sir.....

All in all it was one of the best experiences i have ever had.....met a lot of gud people......immaterial of the result this will always remain in my mind.....

Thursday, February 23, 2006

Finally i join in the bandwagon........

Hi all to my first blog......
I have never been the creative sort of guy who finds heaven in writing, but there is a different purpose i have created this blog.
Final year and I am all ready to bid adieu to my alma-mater....so i thgt why not just pen down everything i have learnt in my four years at college....
The next few days are gonna be the most important time of my life.... got interview calls from the prestigious iims..... and am busy preparing for the final hurdle.....
I thgt tht this is a good idea to keep postin my preparation algorithm to help frnds and also to e be reminiscent of these gr8 and important times
Well, the credit for this brilliant idea goes to one of my frnds ashish. Thx mithal.
So probably i will not be the most regular of bloggers but nevertheless have something gud to offer......