Loooong booooring time

Hello all,

I have been not-writing my blog since a very long time, due to many reasons, some genuine and others sounding genuine. But now I am free of all that MBA stuff and am just waiting for my joining date in TTSL. So have a lots of time to kill ( though i strictly oppose killing for fun).

While I am waiting a very good friend of mine suggested writing during my “supposedly” free time. So I thought to sit back do some thinking and stop talking to that friend for a start. But any way I would love to show the world all the loony ideas that I have gathered during the decade and one more decade and another decade minus 7 years of my life.

Your feedback are welcome and they would be suitably filtered and then posted on my bolg thank you.

Yours faithfully
Piyush

First Time: Blood Donation

Today I volunteered for the first time to give blood in a blood donation camp. The camp was set up by Prathama, an NGO, in our college campus.

I thought I would overcome the fear of ‘first time’ very easily and I was almost there,except that my BP was 145/85. But just before I was to lie on the bed for blood transfer, a person in the room fainted and had to be given attention by the doctor. I came to know that he was a first timer.

Now I was a bit scared. He might have missed a precaution that maybe I have also overlooked. Damn! why didn’t I read the instructions again this morning before coming here.

I took God’s name and went ahead.

Then, Dinesh and Anupam maybe sensed my fear and approached me. They talked to me all through. I felt relieved (that if I fainted, they would immediately look after me). Arnab, who was also giving blood in the bed next to me, was also a great support.

I would really like to thank all of them for making it smooth.

Home Away

As the summer seems ending (ahh...3 weeks to go) I can’t wait to go home. For the past 1 year I have been away from my family and seeing them only for a couple of days that too after every 2-3 months. I am longing to go home not only because I want to see my parents, but also because it is the place I have absolutely no work to do. I sleep 12 hrs a day, sit in front of TV and do nothing. More than me, my clothes want me to go home. Alas they cannot suffer the agony of me washing them and debasing them exponentially towards a rag.

Of the various types of dwellings that I have seen- hostel, PG (paying guest) room, shared apartment, I find a house (home) most well organized.
My PG room would come in next in organization. There is no space or things, which I can disorganize. All that can be moved from one place to the other is the TV remote.

Next in line would be my hostel room. Since it is more spacious and has more things and hence more scope for disorganization. But this is limited by mine spending less time disorganizing and more on my laptop.

But the award in the disorganization category will go to a shared apartment where I had lived for a few days, a total and complete mess. With its analogy to the imbalanced forces of the nature, there are more disorganizing elements (working 24 x 7) than the organizing one (which is a lone angel coming 8 o’ clock in the morning and working only 15 minutes). A territory reigned by Chaos Knights. A place beyond imagination and if seen by my mom would scream at around 130-135 decibels.

You think this is an exaggeration? Ok, it is a little bit. But I will let you only decide. Here are a few cases in point.

• If we eat (usually sitting on ground covered by news paper) and a few part of food fall over, we give the opportunity to the guardian angel to handle it (next morning). The next time if the naughty food has escaped the wrath of the angel then we just put another layer of newspaper and continue our chore. The cycle continues till eternity.
• We returned the Tiffin box of the Home Tiffin services when even the bodies of the predators feeding on the leftovers decompose.
• Each room has a dustbin of the size of that room.
• Cleanliness is of tertiary concern. The first being time and second is of what is unknown.
• The time for giving clothes to washer man comes when you run out of clothes and you send a messenger instead as you cannot go out.
• Anything lost is lost forever.

So now you must have clearly understood why I fancy going home.

Going too far
I don't know why but i keep getting spams from a greeting card site ( must have left a checkbox checked). With the subject like- A beautiful morning from Editor Bob, Be in high spirits from editor bob, and many such positive outlooking thoughts from the site. I have never opened any of the mails (really) but also did not unsubscribe because it was kindof good since it used to remind me of some positive thoughts. But today I was shocked when I got a mail from them titled "Remembering your first kiss from Editor Bob".

The Chronicles of Gurgaonia: The House, the Food and the Internet

The God has given us the world along with it many things like iso-propane, neo-pentane, leaves,shoe lace, glass etc. But the three most important and basic necessary things, for our survival in this world - shelter, food and Internet. So these are the things I was looking for when i went to gurgaon.

I reached Gurgaon on Sunday. I had been rest assured by ashish that the first two necessities will be taken care by him till i find the two for myself. I took some space in ashish's livingroom/bedroom for that day. Well space in gurgaon is very costly. Even a match box occupies land worth lacs of rupees. So now I owe him a match box. That day we just visited a few mall and came back and slept.

I went to office the next day and the details are given in the previous post. As told it was an experience not quite the one i expected. No induction just start working(or sitting). I was not even told where the toilet is in my floor. For two days I used to go to the one in ground floor and discovered the one on my floor by mistake(won't tell u how). Later that day ashish found me a good PG and i shifted myself there. Now that solved the first problem.

For second problem, there are a lot of solutions here. There is a nice lil restaurant- cheap and tasty (but only serves paneer and mushroom; We don't need menu card there, just add a suffix to paneer/mushroom and he will serve u some dish). And there is a Food Court which has McD,Baskin robbin and many affordable outlets.

And for the third one i think i am very luck as I some how or the other finds it. And her I am in my office  using Internet without any restrictions (unlike others who i have heard have orkut,gmail blocked). Best thing about office is that, it is akind of a 8-5 cyber cafe.

So God has been grateful to me by providing all the important things even in this city of gurgaonia. Narnia was beautiful with tall trees and snow everywhere. Gurgaonia is kindof same with tall offices and dust everywhere. Because of so much construction and missing of footpaths there is so much dust that every day I wore black shoe to office and return with brown one.

My 1st day at Oh-fice ever

My first Job of my life. I am here in gurgaon to work with an organization for 2 months. I had many thoughts regarding how a job would b like.I had only heard but never had first hand experience. Not to mention the narrow miss, when i did not not join TCS and got admitted to Institute of Management, Nirma University instead.

I joined in the 2nd week of April. I came to know that the office opens at 8.30, so thought to make a good impression on the first day by being punctual. Hence woke early and reached there well before time on 8.15 and was asked by security to wait outside the gate till 8.30. Got inside and then went to meet HR person there. He told me, he would get back to me in 10 mins and then again i waited (without breakfast). After, what seems like half a decade to me and 1 hr and 45 min by the watch, my guide at last turned up. He briefed me on my project, which at that time could not get head or tail out of it. He gave me a PC(an ancient one, but at least it had Internet connection) and asked me to start by reading the various material and manuals and many undecipherable,atrocious charts. Even if it was till here that would be fine. After all office was not the quiet place i was thinking it to be. Every one talking on phone, some one chatting and i thought my hostel is the nosiest. I tried to stay calm and used all my knowledge of yoga to try and avoid over hearing people. And it turns out i did not learn yoga well.

I was pleased that when the lunch time came. But after lunch was a afternoon-mare. I just could not keep my eye lids open or keep myself from falling off the chair. An hour passed and i did nothing but to stare at the monitor. Finally after an hour more of battle and a little help from coffee I won. But then i had lost my wit studying the materials and found just staring at the monitor more interesting. I did this till the closing hour and then happy went home.And I lived happily ever after till the next day.

First year@Nirma

Wow just finished my first year at nirma inst of management (hope successfully, the results are still awaited). Had a rocking time there. Well there are loads of thing and hence won't write all in this thread. And after a wonderful time I am feeling very nice to be half MBA. Also missing our seniours of Nirma. But this summer I have the opportunity to again go away from nirma and live at some other place. In summer training i am in Gurgaon working for a company. My first job of my life. But job reminds me of the good days of the college life - the hostel,the class mates, the night life, the studies, the assignments, the LAN, and all the masti which is not here.