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Saturday, January 24, 2009

just a mix of thoughts...

We have changed .. in past years.. have a look.

u don't open a telephone conversation with a HELLO but with a "Hi"
The telephone is never "engaged", it's always "busy".
U don't "disconnect" a phone, U simply "hang-up".
U never "mess-up" things, U only "screw them up".
U never have a "residence" tel. no., U have a "home" no.
U don't stop at the "signals", but halt at the "lights".
U don't "accelerate", U "step on the gas".
Your tire never "punctures", U may have a "flat".
The trains have "coaches" or "boggies' no more but "carriages" or "boxes".
There R no "petrol pumps", but "gas stations".
"I don't know nothing", 2 negatives don't make a positive here.
U no longer meet a "wonderful" person, U meet a "cool" guy
U don't pull the switch down to light a bulb,rather flick it up.
There's no "Business Area" only "business districts", and no "districts" but
No one stays "a stone's throw away", might"a few blocks away".
There's no "Town Side", it's "Down Town".
In hotel U no longer ask for "bill" and pay by "cheque", rather ask for "check" and
pay with (Dollar) "bill"s.
There R no "soft drinks", only "sodas".
Life's no longer "miserable" it "stinks".
U don't have a "great" time, U have a "ball".
U don't "sweat it out", U "work U'r butt off".
Never "post" a letter, always "mail" it and "glue" the stamps, don't "stick" them.
U no longer live in "flats" or "blocks", find an "apartment".
U don't stand in a "queue", you are in a "line".
U no longer "like" something, U "appreciate" it.
"#" is not "hash", it's "pound".
U R not "deaf", U have "impaired hearing".
U R not "lunatic", U are just "mentally challenged".
U R not "disgusting" U R "sick".
U can't get "surprised" U get "zapped".
U don't "schedule" a meeting, U "skejule" it.
U never "joke", U just "kid".
U never "increase" the pressure, U always "crank" it up.
U never ask for a pencil "rubber" U ask for an eraser. a rubber is a condom
U don't try to find a lift U find an elevator.
U no more ask for a route but for a "RAUT"
U don't ask somebody "How r u ?", U say "What's up dude?"
U never go to see a game U go to watch a game.
If U see "World" champions(or Series),read "USA"champions(or Series).
There's no "zero" but "o", no "Z" but "zee".
There's no FULL STOP after a statement, there's a PERIOD.
If someone gets angry at U, U get "flamed".
You don't say "How do you do", you say "How you doin"
In short U don't speak English, U speak American.
Well u dont' say life is boring u say LIFE SUCKS !!!!!

P.S. the above said view are not orignal creation of the blogger but he sincerely believes in almost all of them

Sriram Agrawal

Friday, January 23, 2009

A typical day of PGA students @ KJ SIMSR

Early morning hours just before the class begins
It’s Monday morning and the class is scheduled from 10 30 am onwards. 2 boys fast asleep in room no 521. The alarm rings at 7 am with the best of its capabilities trying to pierce down through the ear drums of the 2 future managers who have slept just a couple of hours back(anytime between 3 to 5 am). An automatic mechanism makes the taller one react in a particular way such that the hands fall right on the alarm button and switching it off (not even snooze). The moving body then gets back to sleep without ever realizing what happened. Exactly after 2hrs 25 min the other one jumps out of bed and looks at the watch wondering why didn’t the alarm ring !!!
SR: (looking horrified at the watch) oh shit!!! Dude wake up…. Its time….
RDA: (disturbed) why so early man… what time is it???
SR: 10:26 am
RDA: when do we have our class and who's lecture is it now…
SR: FM@10:30am
SR&RDA: (simultaneously) Oh f**k…… not again…….
They think for a moment and both of them rush to lie their hands on whatever is fit enough to wear and run to the academic building praying that the gate doesn’t close. And as usual they often succeed in their endeavor without fail.
Well inspite of all this they are never the last ones to enter…a few more always beat them in this regard… m sure names are not important “quote unquote” to add to it one can always find a couple of troubled hearts desperately trying to prove themselves as SIMSRites when the gatekeeper stops them at 10 29 am for not carring that stupid hanging I card.
While the 2 poor souls disturbed from their sleep were running for their life there were people from all regions of India sitting in the mess table gobbling the mess food seriously discussing who had the maximum no of head shots last night. Without any doubt the CS domain is a kind of oligopoly with a few leading market players who can turn the events anytime in their favor. (Apologies for the eco effect)
While the professor desperately attempts to start the class people keep pouring in at continuous intervals. Few of them have a bread loaf in their hands instead of a register and a few reluctantly sit in the first bench when they find all the back (coveted) seats already occupied.
And then finally at around 10 50 the class finally takes off to meet yet another set of events…..

To be continued…

Monday, January 12, 2009

Love @ Accounts

Strangely I am so glad today
And as I occupy the first row in the class
Right in front of me is my accounts professor teaching
And a green board with white dwarfs dancing

The class is so full of commotion
A few answer quietly, while others shout (peeping into those answers)
There’s a boy who seems so confident
While the masses are under a vent

Suddenly I wonder!!!!
Why am I so glad with a continuous smile?
Neither do I understand what’s there on the board
Nor do I have someone beautiful sitting right next to me… or do I?

As I see her laugh i quietly smile
And when I look at her goosebumps I smile again 
And I smile at every action of her
Even when she scolds someone in her very own manner

She is certainly very pretty and beautiful
Her eyes so bright her neck so elegant
She laughs like a bird set free in air
And sleeps with all the tranquility amalgamated

I do not love her; though I like her
I may not be her friend; but she is mine
And I have only one dream to dream
To hold her hand; fingers entwined
And say “I care for you"