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cats and dogs all over maharashtra and Pune has not been spared either. Today I drove nearly 40 kilometers in torrential rain just trying to escape the clogged roads, nascent swimming pools and overflowing rivers. It was almost like running and "obstacle race" that I was so used to in my childhood- scampering over broken shoots, scaling boundary walls, frog leaping over puddles and running across

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Am back to claim my cyber space after a slightly longer than expected hiatus. Getting married was fun. It was quite tiring though what with never ending rituals and ceremonies. Am back home now... and back to work. But soon it will be off work.. Michigan beckons!

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cycling to schoollong walks back homenon-veg jokes during lunch timefighting over a dirty canvas ballendless discussions on girlsaskance glances at themPT periodfootball in the mudscolding at homeadda at the cornerno irritant cell phoneweekend chats on the city water tankconspiraciesLibrary periodWhy can't I get back my school days!!!

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A full-blown sneeze invariably gives me a lot of pleasure. Why so?? I don't know but ask someone what he feels on not being able to blow his nose off when he has pepper grains clogging his nostrils. Ever got back from the point-of-no-return when the nose chokes and the tonsils retreat into the throat while the eyes narrow to knife-edge slits and the lips form a O... all gearing up to eject

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The conversations at the coffee tables in the pantry of any IT company could put a cheap sitcom script writer to shame any day.ABC: Hey.. heard you are getting marriedMe: Yep!!!ABC: (Laughing loudly) So one more falls into the trap... ha ha haMe: (Silent smile)Newly Married Female Colleague (NMFC): (Shoots daggers with her eyes) Oh! Pleeez...ABC: (Ignores NMFC) When? Where? Who? What? How?Me:

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3 Movies1 Sizzling Brownie with ice-cream1 mango with ice-cream and cream (drool! drool!)1 plate lasagna1 pair of new adidas shoes6 hrs of sleep in the afternoonmood: buoyant :)

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www.fictionontheweb.co.uk/scrabble.html

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If buying sarees could give nirvana, my seven generations down the line would claim it by birthright.ScenarioIt was a critical mission. I had accepted the challenge of 'marriage' shopping for my fiancee. Little did I know that cracking my way out of the air-conditioned cocoon into the wide open world of sarees and ghagras would test my endurance, patience, stamina and perseverance. My dictionary

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Duality is the essence of existence. Light - Darkness; Day - Night; Male - Female; Joy - Sorrow!!!The list threatens to stretch to infinity but I will put a cog in the wheel right here. 2004 was a year full of vacant promises while 2005 has given unparalleled joy. I'm finally through to Michigan, USC, Darden, ISB, IIM-Calcutta. Who could have asked for better! I am now reflecting on what has been

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A friend and I were discussing how tenders are filled and obtained. He had once gone to a senior IAS officer, who was in charge of the task force for the river-linking project in India, for some business discussion. This is what the gentleman had to narrate:"I am scared of engineers. See we gave a project to IIT to calculate the amount of water in our rivers. It was a very big project and we

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Bombay is a humbling experience whenever I step foot there. The rush in the local trains (because I cannot afford taxis in bombay) is a constant reminder of the fact that India is not my IT work environment, the pubs and the multiplexes. It is a living paradox and every trip made in the Bombay locals drives that point in.Well, I made my way to the bustling megapolis last Sunday with only goal in

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The Charminar has stood the test of time and has great stories to relate. I may be able to go and listen to its fascinating narratives in person!!!Well well well!!! the news is that I have been accepted at ISB :)) It is definitely a good feeling to finally get through... The offer mail was a very warm one and it definitely carried a feel good factor. The only catch is that I have to accept or

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Well, the first of many indecisions started two evenings before the interview. First, whether to take the evening bus the previous day to bombay or take the early morning bus on the same day of the interview (scheduled at 12:00). I finally settled on the 6:45 am bus on the same day. That done, I now had to freeze on my wardrobe - whether to wear a blazer or not was the question! After much

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Am just coming to terms with the fact that I have not been accepted by Tuck... was my first choice school and among my 2 Round 1 applications :((( Still dont know what went wrong. I'll definitely avail of the feedback option that they have extended. I guess it going to be a wait-n-watch affair for me. On a brighter note I got an email from ISB saying Your Interview and Boy! Was I glad!!! So an

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The agonizing wait is finally over. I got the official email after having spent some heart stopping moments near the phone all night (and cancelling all calls that looked like a remotely national number) waiting for that elusive phone call. The rejection email was pleasant though- blunted the message at least to tolerable levels. They found my candidacy of a high level and have offered feedback

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Some of my idle thoughts... As you make a new path in the dense forest, There will be many flowers, Don't pick the ones that smell good, Or look colourful... Look for those That have weathered the sun, Felt the rain, And swayed in the wind They will tell you what is life When you have travelled for miles And not found such a flower Sit beneath the roots of the tree Feel the wind dry your

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I was sitting peacefully in my car listening to the radio. All of a sudden I saw this cute little girl, all of 3 feet, dressed in a small skirt and hair tied in pink ribbons. She insisted on pushing the family car to the destination. Her mother tried to get off the car and persuade her to come back in, but this kid slammed the door on her and firmly instructed her to stay put. She claimed that

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There has been a significant change in my job profile and I thought I'd check with the schools if I could update them on the information. Both Darden and Tuck were most cooperative. They said they'd be glad to hear anything that improves my candicacy. So I'm feeling good about the fact and a bit more optimistic about converting Darden! And yes! I still have to report my GMAT score to ISB and

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This is probably one of the scariest subject headings that can arrive in an MBA wannabe's mailbox. The last time a mail wound its way into my mailbox from thousands of miles away in faraway Darden ;-), it was not a harbinger of good tidings, just some hope (misplaced or not.. I shall soon find out). On taking a look at the message status with a wildly beating heart, I realized that I had been

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The title gives no indication of what I am about to write :) This happened two weeks back when I was frantically trying to send a fax to USC. I was waiting for my turn while the owner photocopied some documents for a couple. The discussion I overheard was probably the best I have heard in years... I had a difficult time containing my laughter... Boy - Balding, pot belly, dark, many rings on

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Got a mail from ISB yesterday. All portions of my application are complete except for the official scores which can be sent in by Feb 15. Finally the rolling ball is gathering momentum. Help me Newton!!

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I have spent far too much time on the BW forum for my own good! Talk about addiction - this is probably the worst form of addiction. I keep scouring the boards for the least bit of information that could be relevant to my case. In fact, I also experienced withdrawal sypmtoms when I spent the weekend away from the computer. My fingers almost ached to get back to do what they do best - rotate the

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It was one of the most eventful weekends. On Saturday, I went to Panshet for a drive and water sports (the web site painted such beautiful pictures). What a disappointment!!! There were two motor boats in the pretext of providing water sports and barely any eatery in the vicinity. I guess they expected us to go angling and cook our own fish... sigh!!! It truly was the most forgettable trip I ever

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Been away from the blog zone for quite some time. A year has buzzed past and there is lot to be said. My quest to get into one of the b-schools continues. Life has moved on at breakneck speed and why not... The application process took the social animal out of me. But now it is back. As I try to recharge my social life, I wait for those elusive Phone calls which will tell me that I have made it.

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They say that we are making the right noises. But one would be wise not to forget that even an ass makes the right noises. Its only that the animal community knows that the ass is braying. The freedom of expression granted, never for a moment does one consider if its causing inconvenience to the others concerned (or rather are of no concern). Subroto 'Sahara' Roy makes airwaves for staging a

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Life seems to be drifting away a bit and I am not able to hold the waters in my palm. Its slipping through the fingers. But I never lose sight of a friend who walks beside me - HOPE!

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Finally CAT is over. And I have not done too well. Am slightly numb and shaken. The effect is yet to sink in completely. 4 months of effort decided in a paltry 2 hour time-frame. Can't say its is poetic justice. Nothing poetic about it and least of all justifiable. 1,30,000 aspirants vying for a handful seats in the hallowed portals called the IIM's... wow!!! Some competition. You may even call

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Its been a long summer for the Indian team down under and we have seen plenty of fireworks and lots of wristy magic too. What an amazing test victory with Laxman performing superbly. :)

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The coffee's going cold. I'm sitting spectacle-eyed at the desk staring at my reflection :) Its all very fine as the thoughts waft with time. I am very happy today. On yesterday's NCAT I managed to achieve my highest single digit rank ever... all of 7... which was so so satisfying. And of course I had a nice dinner at Up and Above with the clouds for company and of course good food and a

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I love sleep and Sleep loves me. Well that's what I have been doing over the extended weekend. Sleep debt finally caused me to lay myself on the bed. All in all its been a very happy weekend. India beat Zimbabwe and my team scored lots of points on the Super Selector game which is of course small joy, nevertheless drop by drop does a bucket fill. Ever wondered that when drops of water fall in a

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Life is not a bed of roses I am very sad today. I have lost a treasured friend. She will never understand me and I cannot explain to her. mood: extremely sad

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this n that Its an off day and I am sitting in office again. Not that I'm very upset, just wondering where my life is headed. Today I got up early by holiday standards and scared myself by looking at dark circled eyes in the mirror. The momentary shock over, I dragged myself to the loo- to solitude and to the newspaper. Usual stuff in the paper... nothing to stimulate me too much. Today evening

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A new morning Its a new day and a new morning. I've just come to office to work on a Saturday (not one of the most exciting things). My soulmate sleep, I have comfortably left behind at home. He is still lying peacefully in bed and wondering where his alter ego has gone. Not that I like doing that much and to make it very clear at the outset, I am not a deserter (George Bush! Recruit me for your

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Post 2003 Its been a heady year and can't say that I have not enjoyed it. Made new friends and maybe i'll lose some now. All in all a good year. India giving the Aussies a good taste of their own medicine. And... my project starts in a fortnight... wonder how much time i will get then. But of course my cyber ego shall not cease to exist. Right now I am wearing a gray pair of Levi's and a black

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A cup of tea... I have settled in with a cup of tea, my thoughts wafting with the steam in the air-conditioned workplace. It does not paint a very happy picture, I'm sure. Neither am I Aristotle, nor am I 'The Thinker'. I am just a bunch of neurons filled out with a 5'9'' athletic frame. Sigh!!! Its afternoon and I am battling the usual waves of drowsiness that threaten to engulf me with the

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Me, myself but no Irene Today I start my e-existence having existed in material form for 24 years. Its a sufficiently ripe time to make a transition and none too early too. The neurons are buzzing and I am charged. Charged with what? Electricity! I daresay yes.. just the bounciness of existence.

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