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The preparatory program ended on Friday the 23rd. It was informative for the most part of it. The highlight for me though was the case study. Having done case studies as part of the SE course (my favorite core course at college) I had some idea of what should be done, only the background knowledge was missing in terms of Finance, Marketing etc which contrary to what I though cannot be covered up

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Well, not exactly a week, but it was four days. One enters a business school with all these pre-conceived notions that the time is spent mostly in comparing your imagination with the reality of it all. Also having studied at a pretty prestigious place for my undergrad, the comparisons with IIIT were of course inevitable. In spite of my belief that we have to move on in life, it is very difficult

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Yesterday my status message was 1/5. Lots of people were asking what it meant. I gave them the explanation...that five signatures were needed for me to leave IIIT and the first of them is done. So in a way the countdown officially starts (this is for P, who asked me why I was still in IIIT in spite of having an orkut status at adieu IIIT :). Though the excitement of a bright future lies ahead (

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Right from childhood I've had this compulsive disorder of going to the extremes in any argument. That is, I either need to win it or lose it - I should convince or be convinced. This urge has probably led me to many a times lose sight of the fact that life is led in shades of grey. The stark truth is that there are no "pure" heroes or villians. One of the "take homes" from IIIT has been the

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I'd never give links to commercial articles from my blog. But this one somehow made sense to me. Especially because I saw a majority of my acquaintances (a person's self can also be called his acquaintance) lacking in one or more of these qualities. And a point to be noted is that I do not subscribe to the politically correct parts of the article. To be Read.

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All of us have our own fears. Some fear the dark, some fear cats, some fear failure, some others fear dogs (especially pet dogs :). But the biggest fear one comes across usually in the final year of graduation is the fear of interviews. Perfectly sane young men and women start looking like zombies when an interview approaches. In my own batch I have seen technically and even otherwise strong

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Q:What is your CGPA ?Q:You have good percentages in school. Why 64 % now ?Q:Well you seem to have neglected your studies. You are just 6.7/10.With my good friend Gautam Kumar making our batch CGPAs public, I guess my life has turned some sort of a semi-circle.It is one thing to tell people that you have a bad GPA and its completely another for them to see that you are in the bottom half of the

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The following post was written a day before the IIIT placement season began. Blogger was not working :) and hence am posting it now. Well the fact is that I did not want to count my chickens before they hatch The past semester was one of the most seminal periods in my life. I encounterd many interesting incidents ... the learnings from which would hopefully stand by me for a long time to come.

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I only hope this is no comeback from retirement. The temptation is there ... but I am retired from blogspace and this is only to perform the tagged action (I would not care even for that when someone told me that it is extremely unchivalrous). So my good friend Rama aka mythalez tagged me. Rama had a problem identifying ONLY SEVEN things but I guess I will I have a problem identifying SEVEN

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Many of us might have heard of this quote. I always had some reservations with it. What the heck ? For many of us, past insults and failures are the spurs to future endeavors. Maybe not a positive way to get inspired ... but again what the heck. Inspiration is inspiration. That urge to get back ... ahhhh that vengeful nature. This is what drives many people crazy and who said craziness is a

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Today was Vinayaka Chavithi. Went home to perform puja with the family as has been the practice for the past 21 years of my life.And I am 21. Since this is possibly the last year I would be with my family (at least for a couple of years to come) I decided to concentrate on the proceedings rather than wait for the prasadam to be distributed :) So I come to know of the details of the story - the

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A pretty serious post.With lots of bullshit (as you may define the term).This is due my recent forays into philosophical websites. The sites were great.The same is not applicable to the post. I never really considered myself a person who is overly considered with matters of the heart. I've always believed that emotions cloud our ability to think properly and rationally. And to date i haven't

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All of us must have graced innumerable marriages with our presence following ernest soliciting in as many wedding cards. My parents give lot of importance to anybody's marriage and never ever miss one to which they are invited . I asked them once why they did so ... they replied that during a marriage muhurtham (the exact instant when the yellow thread is tied to the girl (hindu)... or when the

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This title is the topic of an Elocution Competition held in my college as a part of the Independence Day celebrations. It roughly translates to "Let all telugu peoples talk in telugu". The issue is not racist as it sounds. It only indicates that that one has to be proud of ones own culture and traditions and not forget them. I am sure that even non telugus would agree with this contention.

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It is that time of a student's life (to be more precise an Indian Engineering student's life) that he/she decides upon a career. I always felt that there is only some extent to which you can plan what you wish to do later on in life. The rest of the stuff just comes along as we proceed living. At best we can decide for the next five years... beyond that God knows. Now deciding on what to

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After a month of hectic activity when elections got cancelled, I decided on a career and btw the end semesters were also held, I did relax seriously albeit for only a week. Was at home for that week and felt as close to heaven as any man ever did. Enjoying with friends at the hostel is memorable but with people who've seen you since when you were a gawky primary school student it is altogether a

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Early to bed and early to rise, make a man wise... but here he cries. Its been an eternity since I've woken up at 0300 hrs. Forcibly at least. It took me back to some fateful days in my life. Then there were three alarms placed strategically and timed to perfection so that they go off at intervals of 5 min. And each of them required me to travel great distances within my own room to switch them

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I am always in the process of trying to reduce the size of my posts but some such thing comes up. So one more huge post ( or the better way as suggested by some people is to run it like a soap opera... btw I always wondered why the word opera is added... the soap thing I could understand - these things wash off any resemblance of sense from the brains. Operas are such delightful things and these

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Not National or International ones but one in my own college. Its election time here. And I am in the fray for the post of Cultural Secretary. My major opponent is a friend Tarun Nayak. A very strong opponent but nonethless I am confident of my team (amazing dancer Aditya of second year & good friend Rasagna of first year). I am taking a big risk by contesting the elections. But the absence of

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After the closure of Openhouse and resetting our PCs to where they were I was very exhausted.Added to that I was not in a mood to dine in the mess after such a day. So I offer to take Rama to the noodles guy. He does not wanna go. We slouch in the TV room with no energy to get up. Tejo suddenly comes in and says that we will go to Chutneys for dinner. It being a Saturday night I dont eat rice (

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I woke up with a start around 8 am. Only an hour to go. Rama was already up and running. I rush through all the formal processes :) and by 8:15 we are at the breakfast table. 8:15 - 8:20 :I stuff some stuff inside my mouth and drown it with a glass of milk.The whole mouth is on fire but no time to think of that. 8:25 : In the server room.Fresh roll of paper was placed grandly by sys admin.But the

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I slowly seem to be getting a George Lucas complex.For the uninitiated ... he is the Director of the Star Wars series of movies. Just like his movies my posts too do not finish off in one go. Of course like his movies each post of mine tells a different story.One of these days I am sure there will be a Trilogy as good as Godfather or LOTR :) For fellow fans of Star Wars, the new instalment The

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Disclaimer: In any of the matter given below if the reader feels that the author is boasting or has resorted to excessive self eulogy ... he/she has two options:One: consider it unintentional and forgive the author.Two: Ponder whether the author might be true ;)--------Disclaimer ends---------Westerners (I meant americans & britishers not Marathas & gujjus :) talk of the cup in a lot of contexts.

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Then I freshen up and check my mails to see one from Dr.Jawahar asking for volunteers for the ExOR (Excitement of Research) . I am always for such things as it helps me meet new people and listen to talks from proven experts.So I dash off a mail to tejo (yeah the same last night guy). Then I finished off on a couple of other tasks and even managed to see Dr.Govindarajulu (whose compilers class

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Well...looking at the title one may think that I have something interesting to write. I usually have something noteworthy happening around me (or do I look for noteworthy things in mundane stuff ;) but this week at least in the beginning was quite the opposite. Plz wait before you decide to close the window. I am just not done.After the last blog I do not really know what happened to me. I

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Well the title may sound strange but as I recently came across this quotation by God knows whom I was left pondering. I guess what the speaker might have meant was that we as children were curious (kyon ?), innocent, had a carefree attitude and most importantly an inexhaustible supply of optimism. But the problem is that some people have taken this particular quotation strictly in the literal

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My idea of bliss was at play for the whole day today (nice alliteration) . Well the idea isn't unique ... but all the same it is mine. I'd like to have a whole library for myself- which I did as there was no one in the IIIT library except me from 6:30 pm to 9:30 pm, a music system with all my favorite numbers - which too I had from about 2:30 to 5 pm as Rama went to a class, unlimited web access

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The midsems are over. Unlike many others I am unable to write expressions like "Whew ! the mid sems are over " or put up status messages in my messenger like "Mid Sems finaaaaalllly over. CS time" etc. That is for people who've struggled through the days before the exams, not for me :) All the same its a relief that the exams are over. I am all for holding such exams at one time (like it is now)

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Well priorities and me. Never was it a love affair. Else how can one explain me starting to blog with two days to go for mid sems ??? Granted that I never studied for exams. Never !!! well the last time I did was for Crypto last sem and before that was for AIEEE to enter IIIT :) AIEEE was due to consistent insistence by mom and crypto was to give a parting shot to Prof. So the case is that my

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