Well I am yet to watch the movie but my peers have already started eulogizing. This makes me write this one & hopefully I would be able to watch it this week. You see one more reason to scream loudly “MBA SUCKS”. Well it’s a great combo actually as I have been a great fan of Imtiaz Ali since his “Socha Na Tha” days. Apart from his skills as a director in romantic movies I like another fact also that he is an alumnus of my college. Saif has always been one of my favorites & Deepika being the daughter of a sportsperson is appreciated by me. So let’s see if I can take some time out & watch the movie.
Talking about my love aaj kal, I am going to put in plain words about the first real affair that I had & the current one ; ).

Love Kal – I guess I was in class 9th then. Till 8th I had studied in different co-ed schools. It was a thing that I had never really become conscious of. I mean why would have I? But suddenly landing up in a boys’ only school was a completely different experience all together. All of a sudden I started realizing the importance of having girls in a class. I mean girls are so sweet when they are your friends. They keep you updated about the happenings in the class. They put in writing lecture notes all 365 days & all you have to do is to give her a chocolate & she would give her complete notes. I remember a girl in my school who used to photocopy the notes herself & give that to me. Oh I miss those friends of mine; not because I used to exploit them ( ; ) ) but they were real sweethearts. Ok coming back to the topic, when I was spending a chunk of my time with boys, the two hours tuition class in the evenings was a breather. There were 4 girls I suppose & believe me all were pure, delicate damsels. Obviously their curves were more interesting than the boring geometrical curves that we used to learn in that tuition. Well there was this girl who kind of liked me for some silly reasons. I still wonder how she could like me. But as it is very rightly said pretty girls do not have brains, she was no different either. Anyways I got to know about all this but just like a “shaant, sushil, innocent” boy I did not pay any attention to it though I had started noticing her. Then one day all of a sudden she asked for my book & within a few minutes gave it back. I was not in a frame of mind then to flip through the pages. So I took it back & came back home. I did that at night & to my utter delight she had given me a long (really long) love letter in it. Oh man!!! I was left flabbergasted. I read that letter six to seven times that night. She was coming with her father & I was coming on bike (a CD-100 SS of my Uncle) before that. That day I collected the courage from nowhere & asked her father not to come & pick her up after the classes. I said I could do that as I was also going in that direction. He was not very sure but ultimately had to nod his head because even his daughter wanted the same. Aah!!! It was a dream coming true for me. I mean giving a lift to a girl those days was nothing less than an achievement. We started sitting together in the tuition. We went to nearby places holding hands in hands. We talked for hours through the voice call facility of yahoo messenger (neither of us had a cell phone then). That was LIFE for me. I will have to cut it short now as I can just go on & on writing about this. To give you the latest update I am still in contact with her. We are no longer into that relationship but we are still good friends. She is also doing her MBA. Who knows, with a bit of luck our paths would cross someday again.
Love Aaj – I have already written so much about her. So all you guys. Better give your eyes a break & wait for my new post.
Have a good life. Take very good care & remember one thing
TRY TO GROW IN LOVE RATHER THAN WAITING FOR THE SAME LOVE TO GROW IN SOMEONE ELSE’S HEART.

That’s the score line I ended the day with. It was a series of tournaments which was totally dominated by my team where we won 9 tournaments of 5 matches each & my opponent team could do that only once.

FLASHBACK – The series was at par with both the team winning 4 tournaments each, but their team was definitely stronger on paper. The 4 tournaments that they had won were with pure class & supremacy. The 4 that we managed to do were not influential at all. We just managed to do that.

D – DAY – It was a pretty boring day as I got up in the afternoon not attending any of my lectures. So I was pretty fresh to start with. I had a delicious WADA PAO as my breakfast & lunch & warmed up for the tough series ahead.

LAUNCH - When I was playing for the state in the 2004-05 season, I had one problem which is still bothering me. For the first 20 odd deliveries of my innings I am exposed to throw my wicket away. Even my coaches tried a lot those days but it was out of their control also. I still remember how many extra jugging rounds I had to do because of this. I had that in mind. But you know what I again got out for a golden duck in the first match. Other players could not do much & we lost the first match.

THE TURN AROUND – The very second match we fought back & we fought back hard. We won it convincingly & went on to win the next two matches also to win the tournament 3-1.

MY SWEARING IN – It was the fifth match of the series of tournaments where they scored the highest score ever. All were jubilant & already in a mood of celebrations. I took charge & went to bat first. I chased down the herculean score single handedly & rest of my team had to applaud sitting in the pavilion only.

TEAM MATES – Sanjay & Naveen also had a great series of tournaments. The main thing was no one really outshined the other. It was a collective team effort that made us the winners.

FINAL SCORE –

1st Tournament – 3 – 1
2nd Tournament – 3 – 0
3rd Tournament – 3 – 1
4th Tournament – 3 – 1
5th Tournament – 3 – 0
6th Tournament – 3 – 0
7th Tournament – 3 – 1
8th Tournament – 3 – 1
9th Tournament – 2 – 3
10th Tournament – 3 – 0


Total Matches - 37
Matches Won - 29
Matches Lost - 08
Winning Percentage - 78.37

A big Hello to one and all. It’s been quite some time now since I posted my last one. To be honest hardly ever I had something to write about. When finally I got something I did not have the occasion. When I got both then I was not in the frame of mind. : (. I missed my blog these days I must say. I am really happy to be back to my blog. Actually I have been quite happy these days. Probably the following things contributed to my pleasure.
Well let me first pass on good wishes to my dear friends; Anirban & Subu for making it to the Delhi round of IIPM annual quiz. All you guys wish them best luck for the title fight & I know they would make us proud. But one request to them!!! Please don’t be too animated to meet Shahrukh Khan aka King of Bollywood. I mean he is a great human being & a brilliant actor. Rarely do people pull off what he has achieved. Still I don’t like that person for some reasons which even I don’t know. Probably because my girlfriend likes him a lot. ; ).
It was my birthday this Monday. The day was great fun. The pre birthday hukka (pardon the spelling please) party at Nerul was something which was not planned but was a delight. The birthday bumps at midnight was the worst beating ever that I have suffered. I had not got that kind of a pounding in any of my previous birthdays. Monday College was also great. Though I don’t really consider birthday as a special day but this time I felt otherwise. Wish I had that every day. : ).
It’s ENGLAND once more. Though I am not a hardcore devotee of English cricket team but when it comes to Ashes, it’s only one team. Being the last Ashes series of Freddie ‘the God’ Flintoff, this year’s Ashes is something special. The thrashing of Australia in the hands of my team was a treat to watch. All the best England. Beat the hell out of the Aussies.
My 3rd term results got declared. Thankfully I am back again to the 3 pointers league. It gave me more satisfaction than the 1st term where I had got even more. This is because of the fact that I wrote my exams in very high fever. Even my doctor asked me not to write exams that time. But I thought otherwise & God gave me what I ought to have for my determination & hard work. (Don’t laugh. I am using these two words for the first & the last time. : )).
This is all that I want to write at this moment. I would be back very soon. Let me sign off by writing some of the IMMORTAL words of my faculties.
1. As we are management students, we won’t call it a diary. We would call it a ‘CONSUMER JOURNAL’.
2. I believe in working by deadlines.
3. There is a ‘’ CATCH’ which you have to figure out.
4. I am an industry person re baba.
5. There is nothing persoooonal.
6. Srijan Chandrayaaaaaan. (Extremely sorry Srijan)
7. These things are completely unacceptable in a business school.
8. Let me comb my hairs then. (Ha ha ha).

Hmm... I guess this summer internship of mine is turning out to be a blog mania kind of thing as I am writing something or the other every day. A very special request of one of my very special friends actually makes me write this one. Well I really don’t remember the day when I met her. I just know that I was supposed to meet her & so I did. She had a very syrupy look & when the first time I looked at her she had a weird smile on her face. To be frank that eerie smile of her actually forced me to give her a second look & what I saw the second time round, was completely celestial. A fairy straight from the heaven was sitting beside me. I was so thunderstruck that I could not collect the nerve to talk to her or to at least say a “hi”. We shared the same room for just 15 minutes or so but the night that followed the day helped me to be with her for more than 15 hours. All that I dreamt about her were her appealing face, engaging smile & unusual laugh. I woke up the next day & her face was still spanking new on my mind. That feeling was completely novel for me. All those who know me before that day can easily understand me & the state that I was going through those days. I saw her every day. The glimpse of her was so attractive that I did not want to ruin that. Finally I got a chance to talk to her. We conversed for 10 minutes & trust me I thought I had met my dream girl. The way she talked, the way she argued, the way she nodded her head in disbelief, the way she smiled after getting to know her silly mistake, everything had incredible style. I started noticing the smallest things that she used to do every day. I knew she was getting over me but then could never really stop. I hid my feelings from everybody else as I did not want to make her uncomfortable in the class but never realized that I was actually making my life a hell in the process. Then came the day on which I came to know that she was committed. The very first girl that I ever liked in my life was in love with someone else. Almighty can be truly cruel. There was no change in my attitude though & I still loved her the same way & with the same character. I just realized that I could never get her. Some Karan Johar movie dialogues helped me a lot I must say to keep my spirit high & not to get bothered. Our relationship still remains the same. We are not friends, neither are we strangers. Neither am I moving forward, nor do I have any hope of getting backward. I am completely trapped at one place which I don’t know what to refer as; a dead end, a new beginning or a midst. Well one thing I know for sure that I love her & this thing is never going to change all my life. I wish her best luck for all her future endeavors & hope she gets everything that she wants to.

Hmm….I had not posted something for quite a few days now. So I am satisfying my thirst by posting another one. For those who are wondering where am I getting so much of time from to write blogs when everyone else is busy with their summer projects, let me tell you I believe in effective work which is only achieved when one is in the right kind of mood to work. I am not in one now, so don’t want to waste my time. Well this is the marriage season here in Bhubaneswar. Every day I find two or three processions marching towards the respective bride’s places. To add on to that some of my friends are getting married this summer. I don’t know whether they had a trip to some mental hospital or they took the matrimonial sites too seriously that entitled them to take such a decision at this age. Anyway I wish all of them all the very best for their new venture (I would like to call it that way). At least I am getting a lot of gifts, treats& some last candle light dinners with them. Don’t worry I am not having candle lights with boys because all my friends who are getting married are girls. Boys are as usual busy dumping the old ones, boozing out & chasing the new chicks in town. Thank god I have something more interesting to do with NALCO. To be honest, I am really bugged looking at all these. I guess this bf n gf thing is over hyped. It’s anytime better to be single & enjoy life. Anyways I thought to share my first experience of a serious crush. It happened when I was in standard iii. Imagine a boy like me who never has required 75 % attendance in lectures, never bunked the classes just to get a glimpse of her every day. She was so loving, so caring, knowledgeable & haan more than just pretty of course. She was a goddess I must say. I remember one incident when I stole a picture of taj mahal from my friend’s bag as she liked it very much & I wanted to gift it to her. God, those days were definitely the most rocking ones of my life. She was my Hindi teacher& trust me I got the highest marks in every hindi test that year. Motivations are always for the good, you see. Anyway I am signing out now. Let’s do some project work also. I would invite you all to my marriage. So don’t worry & have fun. Byeeeee.

I fail to understand
1. Why people suddenly develop into aliens just to show some fake attitude?
2. Why people keep on emphasizing on their words even if they know that those are absolute garbage?
3. Why people forget to show some modesty when they are given importance?
4. Why people always say that they care for others when they know it very well that they do otherwise?
5. Why people (like me) keep on talking to their friends even if they know that they are being avoided?
6. Why people always stare at their wrist watches even if they want to stay longer?
7. Why people keep on saying that they are followers of rock music even if they tap their feet to the hindi masala songs?
8. Why people keep on watching IPL matches even if they understand that too much of cricket is not solving the purpose at all?
9. Why people keep on complaining about politics in the country but do not bother to vote for the right candidate?
10. Why JEET KEEPS ON WRITING SUCH HOPELESS BLOGS EVERY SINGLE TIME??? Ha Ha Ha….

Finally I am back at my home sweet home for a period of two months, this time not for fun though, for some serious work. One thing is for sure it is not going to be the same as the NGO project. I would have to work a bit for a change. Well the company that I am working with is NALCO, National Aluminum Company limited. To be honest I have no idea about how a public sector unit carries out its marketing activities. What kind of marketing activities that it does. I am fortunate to work for a Navratna company but still unaware of the profile that I am going to work on. I visited NALCO’s corporate office today, met with some officials as well as my project guide. The first thing that struck me was the punch line of NALCO. It says “Ordinary people, Extra ordinary attitude.” I mean thank god PSUs also give a thought while deciding on the punch lines as I believe they are quite important because they speak for the organization in the simplest way. Hmm it seems I will be having fun working with the company in the export department. Let’s see & hope for the best.

One of my friends referred me as an unreasonable, illogical & a baseless human being today. Ooph!!! The sentence itself is very unreasonable, I must say. Well to be honest she is not the first one to tell me so. A lot many friends of mine have already mentioned that. Though they all understand me very well but then I thought to use my blog as a clarification. First of all let me discard that baseless thing because I am not going to buy that. Because every single living being or anything has some base associated with it. I hope even she did not mean it that way. Anyways let me come to the first two words. Most of my friends take me as that primarily because of my unusual behavior. The first thing that I would like to highlight over here is I always like to keep myself completely wrapped. That does not essentially mean I am rebellious but I am close to a large extent. Close as in from my childhood itself I have never been open to anybody except my mother. Even my father hardly gets to hear a “papa” from me. As I grew up I did not get the chance to interact with my mom like I was doing always. Whenever I needed something I used to say that to my mom who in turn conveyed the same to my father & ultimately I got what I wanted. I have had a lot of friends probably more than anybody else as I have studied in 6 different schools, 3 different colleges for intermediate & graduation & now another college for my post graduation. But not a single one of them knows me to the core as I never wanted them to do so. Anyways coming back to my unusual behavior first of all I have always stayed at places where I was viewed as the son of an administrative officer. If you can’t imagine let me tell you it’s a very hard thing to digest. I don’t really appreciate getting that silly attention just because your father is in a high post. If you start behaving like, you are expected to, then you come out as an arrogant person. When you don’t, then people feel like you are avoiding them. Thank god now I am in such a place where it does not bother me anymore. So all these things actually contributed to my fewer interactions with other people. I JUST BEHAVE UNUSUALLY because I don’t like the formal counterpart of it. I show extra penchant towards someone in the very first meeting because I feel like he/she is one who matches my frequency level. So become good friends rather than taking one step at a time. By friends I mean only friends. I also avoid few from the very first meeting itself as I can figure out that we two can’t share any kind of relationship at any point of time. Now talking about my illogical behavior hmm I would say probably that goes with my image. I never want to really come out as a serious, intellectual person who you can respect. I would rather love to go with an image which nobody notices till it does something extra ordinary. I am not really bothered as I have a knack of doing extra ordinary things often. . Chalo its enough for now. I better give some break to my eyes & go to sleep. I just want to say guys portraying as unreasonable & illogical are the ones who CAN be the most reasonable & logical ones when it is required.

Lagnajit. The winner of time. One who utilizes time in the best manner.
Jeet. The winner. One who does not have a word called losing in his dictionary.
Both the names signify me. But unfortunately I don’t symbolize any of them.

The reason for saying all these is I feel I am trapped at the dead end. I don’t have any ways to come out of it. Some problems that I created for myself, some people feel as created by me & for others I am not responsible at all. But still I am jammed with no solution in sight. I am in a war with no ammunitions with me. I don’t know why I chose to get into all these but probably my ARROGANCE & OVER CONFIDENCE entitled me to do so. Now there can’t be a better phrase for me. “DHOBI KA KUTTA, NA GHAR KA NA GHAAT KA”. Please go through them & if you have any suggestions please come forward with it.
• I am not getting my desired marks at all primarily because of two reasons. First I am not at all serious. I mean I can’t expect to get good marks by studying for just 15 minutes before a midterm or an end term. Though it does not matter for me but still my self esteem does not allow me to be in the average region of the class. I need to be there at the top.
• I am facing problems with my choice of career. My father is strictly against the profession that I have already chosen for myself. Now I guess I will have to make a tradeoff between the two. I just can’t make up my mind how to reach at a negotiating stage.
• Girls are nothing other than destructive weapons. Just when I was coming to the normal mode after going through that entire mental trauma, now I am into another big problem. I just can’t decide what to do. People say boys have no control over their emotions so they just fall for every other girl who cares for them. But I say its bullshit. Why can’t be a boy& a girl be friends only?
Well there are a whole lot of other things that i wanted to write but don’t feel like anymore. So I am cutting it short over here only. You guy stake care & enjoy.

Hmm. Finally I am going to get a day’s off from the mind-numbing classes on the eve of Sunday. I must call it as that only as Sunday is no less than a religious occasion or a national holiday kind of thing for us now. But what a Saturday it has been so far for me!!!

1. I got up at 8.15 in the morning & my first lecture of the day was scheduled at 8.30 that too of Richa mam who does not give attendance to the late comers.

2. My group was asked to present right away in the very first class itself.

3. I actually set a world record I must say by giving the worst presentation ever.

4. In the very next class, our group was again asked to give a presentation in which I actually beat my previous world record set just a lecture ago by giving another pathetic one.

5. Right after the lunch I got another bad news. I got only 14 marks out of 20 in the midterm exam of marketing management where as the students who have not yet got a single B grade in any of the exams had got more than 15.5.

6. The day almost got over till it gave me the most dismal shock. My name has now got a mention in the defaulter’s list of MCS for not attending adequate lectures.

So I am experiencing the nastiest Saturday of my life. The day is over but let’s wait & see what does the night has in store for me.