Who might be the person who gets to decide the cut-off's, the papers, the college to go, the eligible branches...
"6.75 is an awesome number, let's put that as the cut off; chemical engg...wat the hell is dat...that's not even a branch of engg...lets not make dat branch eligible..." this might be the thought process of a person who must have been a loser in his engg college and who has now come to recruit people...
One veeru is enough for a life time who introduces random cut off's, random conversion factors...
(there is a veeru lyk character in vnit...with the same frown, erratic ism, competitiveness, dark circles around the eyes, and altogether a demon like appearance).
At first i thought i could land up with any company as i was in vnit..then slowly i realized that my branch sucked and that my future was bleak..and then with the recession my hopes were crushed by a bulldozer...
But then slowly companies arrived but the cut off! i still can't believe i couldn't clear it! frustrated, embarrassed, i was spitting fire on the veeru lyk guy frm colg and the one guy who got to decide the cut off's...
Restlessness had become a part of me... constant worry, tension, negative thoughts made me paranoid. i slept with a calculator each night so that at least i could clear my cut off in my dreams...
But then the day arrived... God appeared in the form of a prof...helped me clear my cut off (i was stuck behind it... dat cut off number had imprisoned me) and made me "eligible" for TCS.
Then TCS came... apti:-cake-walk... Ti-interesting, HR- INTERESTING... and anki was through... not ecstatic, not over the cloud, nothing..no feeling..was devoid of all the emotions...just relieved!
Was so relieved to have broken the cut off's shackles that even the fact that TCS had offered me a job, all i wanted to do was to have a good night's sleep without the calculator...
i felt equally relieved as the person who gets to pee after he has tortured his bladder for quite a few hours in a windy weather...
TCS is not great... but hey! i am employed now... i have crossed the bridge... people have asked for parties... relatives are faking "happy"... free advices are being thrown... grandparents are telling the story... mum-dad still can't sink in the fact... bro is demanding... and all i can do is heave a great sigh of relief!
Thank you pinky-who took my Ti, Baldy-who took my HR, my prof- who released me from the cut off prison... huh!
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WOW ankita ..never knew you were so expressive ..You are undoubtly good with words.. happy to read all that...My case is a sadder one ..,,but ya believe it or not I was not Fakung happy ..have a good time ahead..and i promise to be careful about the free advice stuff..as I read it somewhere .."There is nothing more depressing than a good advice"..and i add free ones are even worse ..
Luv n Light
shreesh
heyy though i dont know u that well....but i really liked ur post :)
@sreesh:I never thought anyone would read my blog and like it too!happy to know that it is not the case!Thanx..i will write more!
@ankit: thanx! :) wonder how you got to knw about my blog...anyway,happy to knw dat ppl other than whom i send my blog link read it!
well even though i dont blog...i like reading them a lot...specially from people who i know or can relate too...dont exactly remember how i opened up ur page...maybe while surfing someone else's blog or thru a link from facebook.....anyways...good work keep it up... :)
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