Crazy Stuff
"Que Sera Sera..." Doris Day scantly had time to start off the first line of her song and I had clicked the wheel on my iPod to go past it. I was feeling restless, in a state of nervous excitement and had already forwarded through Devdas, Dil Chahta
Europe
Right now, I couldn't care less. Sprawled on my comfortable bed (with a nice quilt) staring out of the huge windows, gauzy curtains fluttering in the breeze... there are times when I can't be bothered to get up and go the 2 km to the office.
Crazy Stuff
Ladies & gentlemen, here is another part of my misadventures behind the wheel, for your viewing pleasure. You'd have thought that I was done with my 'car'-naame, but no sirree! There's no way I can be done when I have around 3/4ths
Friends
Two days after convocation, I woke up on a mattress shorn of its linen, in a room that did not look like my home for the past year, in a block that was defeaning in its silence. This had been the scene of the block parties, midnight gossip sessions, of
Europe
I have had my share of adventures behind the wheel. Curious folks may see how I had close encounters of the kanoon ke haath bade lambe hai variety by speeding in Belgium and stopping in Trivandrum. This is one of those adventures... The story begins innocuously enough. I was at
Crazy Stuff
Day 1- Slot 1 (On the First Day of Placements, PlaceCom gave to me one reason to remember) It was supposed to be the litmus test of batch unity. It was supposed to be when we finally shouldered our responsibilities and made the statement... "We are there for you.
Crazy Stuff
Dear Diary, The story up till now is: I got placed in the first 5 hours of Day zero and had nothing to do for the rest of the day. But the day brought mixed feelings for me. Don't get me wrong, I was ecstatic for myself, but
Crazy Stuff
A Life in the Days of an IIMBian A post more than 18 months in the making... November 2006 Day -1 Dear diary,Today I bugged the hell out of my mentors. And my resume mentors. And any other mentor I might have interacted with in the course of my
Europe
Dear Bertrand Le Graf, I would like to take this opportunity to thank you for the kind way with which you promptly replied to my last mail that was very... kind. In accordance with my requirements, I request you to please send me the answer (very kindly) to my mailbox
IIMB
'Twas the nights after IIMB, when all through the room, Just a solitary alumna was sitting, alone in the gloom; The books were gathering cobwebs and lots of dust, The light was from the computer screen- glow it must; The family was nestled all snug in their beds, While
bliss
* Listen to L^2 dance music online. It's like a wonderful blast from the past. It doesn't help, however, that I don't know the actual titles of the songs. This means a LOT of trial and error, boys and girls. * Prove conclusively to Hil
Family
She looked at me with those big black eyes, accusatory in their fluidness. The question was sure to come. It was supposed to be a family dinner. The four of us were seated around a table, tucking into fish curry and rice. The conversation had been desultory till now. The