04 July, 2007

Tho kya?!


My 10th std hindi has actually given me some confidence in Hyderabad... splly with the auto drivers :) Never thought i'd get this fluent with the National language though... Thanks to Kuthu :)

Not a part of my desktop or my wallet pictures but this piglet is there just everywhere... Lucky Manoj :) She's preparing to leave some stupid far-off village... cookery classes i believe... any need?? Kutthu. (yey sab karna hey na...) hehe.

Poorest joker... greatest laughter... cribbing... culturals... FOOD :).. dancing... department... Phew... wish you could come here for a while yaar... atleast to handle these auto drivers. Idiot. But am so happy for her. A super dooper futur awaiting tu. jeethi raho betti. :) :)

Full yet empty


Hmm.. its been three weeks at this great place and every day is as new as the first. I've learned a lot its good to be paid for getting taught :)

Settled? What would i call it? A place to stay, a job in hand, people who would offer to come with you when you need to go out... yeah. good. Feels nice...

But the missing balance on the phones, late rising, gossip and chat, roll call bells, late night talks... nah nah. Nothing here...

The huge rooms and balconies are so lifeless when there's no one to count stars with. The Moto L7 is TOTALLY dead when there is no free messaging to "simply boo" people or "dinner @ 8?" pals. The dark temptation is just not on my mind without its "TM owners" around. The "who's paying my bill?" is so outdated now. The "blah blah blah" mummy talks stay only over calls. Bully the baby with the dignified. and ya...

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The real guava juice is just not tasty when its free and when there's none to fight for it...

Am here... Proud, happy, content. But the sense of belonging is 670 kms far away. Miss ya all guys. Am really full yet empty.



12 June, 2007

June 12th, 2007


Wonder why i chose this day to start blogging.

I have 4 days left to start my first job at Google. I woke with my mom yelling for me to start packing to leave. As i got out of bed I began thinking of how i got the job.....

"I remember attending the company's presentation just to bunk accountancy classes and to escape from my class teacher. I was late and missed the presentation but was on time for the first round of tests of selection. It was an easy round where i was asked to correct a few mistakes in a paragraph. Sitting in a group of 60 with many friends scattered in the room i completed the paper first and walked out of the class with an air of pride. (Wonder why i do that always)"

With the toothbrush stuck in my mouth I heard my mom call me again for breakfast. Finished my job as fast as i could and sat at the table. As bread was served I gobbled all i could and left the table to switch on my phone. As it switched on I started thinking again....

"With no interest in the results I waited in a room along with the others who wrote the test for the results. The person in-charge announced all the names where my name came last. We were asked to go into another room and write out 3 essays. Yeah.. i did. 3 long essays. And knew that I was selected for the personal interview which was the next round. Gaining some interest I prepared my resume 3 weeks before the interview. It looked a little attractive according to a few friends of mine but budhu approved it immediately. Felt Encouraged :) .

I got myself ready for interview which was 3 months after I knew I was selected. I had to wait for almost the whole day for my turn. I was the last person to be interviewed. Presented myself at 4 panels and finally was selected. Then came the 8 tele-interviews from which i could not really figure out the reaction of the interviewer. But waited on. Days went on well. I was again the last one to receive my offer letter. But when i did... obviously happy".

Before mom could scream again I decided to pack. Got all my documents ready and started to pack. Holding the offer letter by itself gave me some kind of a feeling inside. I realised i have felt the same a milliong times before. And then realised I'd know what it is... I felt beautiful :)

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