ok........ after my last post on Infosys , here comes another exciting experience i had during my struggle to get a job somewhere so that i could somehow justify to the world that i had really done a 4 year course that made me worthy enuf for a job and i had not only run after girls during these 4 years..:P
though during the meantime I've had lots of these experiences ...but i don't want to get insulted evertym so the story I've chosen this time wud bring me some respect.... in the end at least.
it was when i had already given up the thought that i'll be placed one day. but as they say....every dog has it's day.....the donkeys also do have ... so it was mine.
the next drive was of birlasoft. if i get into the whole process...u wud stop reading it...so i wud just say...somehow the fool cleared the exam and the donkey barked in the GD.
finally came the turn of interview.....n here goes the two of them...technical Hr both:-
THE HR INTERVIEW
Me: - good afternoon mam.
Interviewer: - it’s good morning.
Me: - ohh sorry mam good morning.
Interviewer: - good morning, please have a seat.
Me: - mam I am kunal.
Interviewer: - can I have your statement of purpose, a photograph and your resume kunal.
Me: - here they are mam.
Interviewer: - so, kunal tell me something about your self.
Me: - mam I am kunal doing B.tech in IT from GPMCE, I’ve done my schooling from……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..and various other things about me………
Interviewer: - so what do you do in your leisure time?
Me: - mam I just surf on the Internet, read books, listen to music, talk to friends over the phone, play with them.
Interviewer: - nothing productive you do that means?
ME:- ummmm…… mam if I do something productive in that time then it wouldn’t have been called “LEISURE” time.
Interviewer: - Hmmmm…..ok. So just tell me why should I recruit you, I mean what else do you have in you, that other students sitting outside don’t have?
Me:- mam I cannot say about other people but just recruit me because I believe that even after 10 years or 20 years when I’ll be leaving my home for the office I’ll be as enthusiastic and as ebullient as I would be on first day of my job.( what a line man what a line.....m proud of myself)
Interviewer: - hmmm…. how can I believe that?
Me: - ummm….see I cannot prove that to you but I know that I’ll keep that spirit in me throughout my life.
Interviewer:- ok tell me how can you benefit birlasoft?
now I was in so need of this one that i gave a superbly stupid answer after which my rejection was destined.
Me:- ma'am i can do other stuff apart from the work allotted to me.
Interviewer:-like?
Me:-i can.....ummmm.....i can photocopy papers, take printouts etc ( what the F answer it was)
Interviewer: - tell me your one weakness.
Me: - I cannot stand selfishness.
Interviewer: - ok. What do you do when you see selfishness around?
Me: - ummm/….???Confused??? …. I don’t do anything but I just think why people are being selfish and hurting other person’s feelings. (It was a stupid answer)
Interviewer: -so you are like-able person?
Me: - yes mam.
Interviewer: - tell me one thing you cannot live without??
Me: - umm…. Oxygen…hehe (stupid again)
Interviewer: - I was expecting a serious answer, anyways kunal would you like to be a like-able person or an efficient person?
Me: - both
Interviewer: - tell me one.
Me: - mam actually…......
Interviewer: - I don’t want any diplomatic answers; just choose one, likeable or efficient?
Me: - mam an efficient person can also be like-able.
Interviewer: - no, I am very efficient but I keep on bullying my subordinates, I make them stretch, I call them on Saturdays Sundays to do office work, they don’t like me but I’m efficient. So like-able or efficient?
Me: - ummm…. Efficient (mistake)
Interviewer: - thanks kunal, I’ve got my answer. Hmmm…. Ok kunal I have discovered two things about you, one is good for you and another one is bad for you. Which one first?
Me: - bad one first mam.
Interviewer: - why bad one first?
Me: - I want to end all bad news in my life with this last one.( woooo....i was back in action)
Interviewer: - hmmm…the bad thing for you is that I’ve come to know that there is something about you which in not right, you know there is something fishy about you.
Me: - okay and the good thing is?
Interviewer: - the good thing for you is that… you’re so smart, that I’m not able to get what that wrong thing in you is.
Me: - ohhh….. Okay mam.
Interviewer: -Thank you, you can go now.
Me: - thank you mam. Have a nice day.
the technical interview was a boring one and in fact i kept silent in most of the part( gave only 2 answers out of 10) so it cudn't be interesting anyways.
all that bhasad that i made out in the interview gave me msgs that i wudn't be selected but........as i said every donkey has it's day.....it was.........?????/????........
overconfidence and one liners pays off sometimes..................
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Friday, April 30, 2010
The fAt FILES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mote ko mota na kaho.......usse dukh hoga!!!!!!! khaate peete ghar ka hu...tere ghar se nahi khaata!!!!!!!! these were the dialogues i had grown up with all my life till now....
as rizwan khaan's aka shahrukh khan's mother says in my name is khan that the world is divided into two types of people...the good people and the bad people........i say the world is divided into two types of people:-
the fat ones
and the thin ones
as the name of the post suggests.. i not so willingly fall in the first category. being a fat person has always been considered a taboo in our society and where this was not less annoying to the first category people......a new revolution was brought about by miss kareena kapoor......a zero size figure.......i mean.....what the hell.......
anyways......i had always been a plump child from the very starting. where my friends use to play basketball and cricket i was busy munching on to mcdonalds burger and pizza hut cheeze bursts. samosas and colas have always been my best friends. it's not that i didn't tried any sports or something. i was too forced to get into hard core sports by my parents. it was only after I failed miserably in all of them that i got back to normal life.
since nothing was left then for me to do, so i threw up myself in books and gradually grew fat and ugly :P
the first few years were a real party--> eat anything, do nothing.
the real problem started creeping up when rejections from girls were pacing up. no girl wanted to sit next to me .............for the simple reason that i used to occupy 3/4th of the seat :P
but till that time the gorgeous delicacies had taken me over already and there was nthing i cud help. the salads and pizzas kept in front of me always kept fighting and i dont know somehow evertym it was the salad that lost the battle.
school got over (without girls) and college started. boys with six pack abs and bulging biceps are always famous in college. i had always believed that i too have six pack abs it was just that i never believed in show off n thaths why I'd hidden them under my layers of skin. but girls never believed this weird reasoning. now by any means i had to loose some weight and this was the time when gym came into action.
joining the gym proved out to be more of a shame rather than help.it was there that i figured out that keeping up in shape is how much important.
girls with such flat abdomen as if some road roller have been moved over them were sweating it out to get a more luscious body.
somehow a team of gym trainers and dietitians became successful in making me look less ugly from what i was in a time span of 5-6 months. i was looking good now.
girls had just started liking me when again......the year long virus sleeping inside me woke up-------->overconfidence
i again started hitting onto my old friends :P with the intent that now nothing is impossible.
and was back to my original skin.
the war still continues....lets see who wins this time......my will or my confidence....rather overconfidence :P
as rizwan khaan's aka shahrukh khan's mother says in my name is khan that the world is divided into two types of people...the good people and the bad people........i say the world is divided into two types of people:-
the fat ones
and the thin ones
as the name of the post suggests.. i not so willingly fall in the first category. being a fat person has always been considered a taboo in our society and where this was not less annoying to the first category people......a new revolution was brought about by miss kareena kapoor......a zero size figure.......i mean.....what the hell.......
anyways......i had always been a plump child from the very starting. where my friends use to play basketball and cricket i was busy munching on to mcdonalds burger and pizza hut cheeze bursts. samosas and colas have always been my best friends. it's not that i didn't tried any sports or something. i was too forced to get into hard core sports by my parents. it was only after I failed miserably in all of them that i got back to normal life.
since nothing was left then for me to do, so i threw up myself in books and gradually grew fat and ugly :P
the first few years were a real party--> eat anything, do nothing.
the real problem started creeping up when rejections from girls were pacing up. no girl wanted to sit next to me .............for the simple reason that i used to occupy 3/4th of the seat :P
but till that time the gorgeous delicacies had taken me over already and there was nthing i cud help. the salads and pizzas kept in front of me always kept fighting and i dont know somehow evertym it was the salad that lost the battle.
school got over (without girls) and college started. boys with six pack abs and bulging biceps are always famous in college. i had always believed that i too have six pack abs it was just that i never believed in show off n thaths why I'd hidden them under my layers of skin. but girls never believed this weird reasoning. now by any means i had to loose some weight and this was the time when gym came into action.
joining the gym proved out to be more of a shame rather than help.it was there that i figured out that keeping up in shape is how much important.
girls with such flat abdomen as if some road roller have been moved over them were sweating it out to get a more luscious body.
somehow a team of gym trainers and dietitians became successful in making me look less ugly from what i was in a time span of 5-6 months. i was looking good now.
girls had just started liking me when again......the year long virus sleeping inside me woke up-------->overconfidence
i again started hitting onto my old friends :P with the intent that now nothing is impossible.
and was back to my original skin.
the war still continues....lets see who wins this time......my will or my confidence....rather overconfidence :P
Friday, March 19, 2010
InFosYs DeFeAt.........
three and a half years of slogging in an engineering college whoose name, if you tell anyone, you get in reply a sceptic look as if you've told them that you're their illegal child....completely unknown.... and finally came the day, for which every engineering student who is not really an engineer will for-----> the infosys campus drive
infosys is a company known for coming with a truck along with them, same as the blue ones you see around moving in delhi for a purpose. This truck normally does it's work and takes the students to mysore, and believe you me people, the number of students they take along is INSANELY huge.
students like us who do not have the real qualities of an engineer from day one of stepping into college will for getting into Infosys, simply becuase of two reasonsthe selecion process is a cake walk and two...the number of students they take. the pay package they provide being the cherry on the cake.
the day came and i too was in the queue to enter into the blue truck...lol...
a day earlier when i went to take the registration no. from the T&P cell, i came to know that not only my parents ..but ...the college faculty also had expectations from me....pressure....pressure....pressure/........just kill me......
2 hrs of search and finally i found the BLACK TIE from jwalaheri market that i needed for the interview next day.
i was ready and steady the next day to enter into the war feild.
taking the blessings of a mother who had expectations in her eyes and an overestimating father i left the home.
while travelling to the place there came a thot in my mind that if everyone's having expectations from me...then there must be sumthing inside me and that brought a confidence in me that i'll clear it. with that thought in mind i sat for the exam.
3 hours of long wait in which a thousand NOT SO splendid thoughts were eating my mind and finally came the time when a boy in a blue suit with a white shirt and black tie (what the F..... who wears a black tie witha blue suit)came out with the list in his hand of the selected students.
Ok friends the list of shortlisted students from GPMCE is here.... said he
the air around me stopped flowing......it seemed as if blood stopped pumping in my body...
he started taking the names.......
ok the first student who is selected is
aman......
vijay....
prateek...
......
....
....
.....
....
.....
.....
.....
.....
.....
.
.
.
.
.
and.....one last student who is selected is
oh my god....please please i beg of you god please this be my name god please ......i'll come to your place everyday.....i'll clean the temple everyday....i'll do watever u say god.....i'll stop throwing myself on girls....plzzz....god plzzzz
but......before could have listened to my prayer and have thought about it....the blue suited stupid guy took the name of the last student
and one last student is.......
ravi
WTF!!!!!!!
for a moment...the earth stopped revolving......i skipped atleast 8 to 10 of my heart beats till i got a pat from my friend saying me to let's go back to home.
i had become deaf for the moment for i could not swallow the fact that i wasn't selected and students who were nothing in front of me(Acc. to me) were there...standing on the stage...in the queue of selected students....what the fuck!!!
those 5 mins which i took to reach from the announcement stage to the exit gate were the most painfull minutes of my life....
during my passage in those 5 mins it seemed everyone was looking at me on the way and were laughing at my face like...hahaha...look who's here...Mr bond himself....acted too smart in the college...he was the STAR.....what happened Mr. star.....you didn't get selected....though all these were figment of my imagination but i knew.....this would have definitely happened in hearts of many people.
anyways...i don't even remember who dropped me home. while i was crossing a heavy traffic road....all that was running in my mind was what excuse shud i give everyone for not being selected...as when i left home....i seemed pretty confident.....ohhh fish ....when would this confidence leave me.....lands me into troubles everytime....
amidst the running sounds of numerous vehicles all i could hear was my heart beat.
facing family and friends was just part of dealing with the overconfidence syndrome i'm suffering with.
after this infosys defeat i've decided not to settle for the good...but to opt for the great.
who knows this myt also be one of my overconfidence foolishness........
infosys is a company known for coming with a truck along with them, same as the blue ones you see around moving in delhi for a purpose. This truck normally does it's work and takes the students to mysore, and believe you me people, the number of students they take along is INSANELY huge.
students like us who do not have the real qualities of an engineer from day one of stepping into college will for getting into Infosys, simply becuase of two reasonsthe selecion process is a cake walk and two...the number of students they take. the pay package they provide being the cherry on the cake.
the day came and i too was in the queue to enter into the blue truck...lol...
a day earlier when i went to take the registration no. from the T&P cell, i came to know that not only my parents ..but ...the college faculty also had expectations from me....pressure....pressure....pressure/........just kill me......
2 hrs of search and finally i found the BLACK TIE from jwalaheri market that i needed for the interview next day.
i was ready and steady the next day to enter into the war feild.
taking the blessings of a mother who had expectations in her eyes and an overestimating father i left the home.
while travelling to the place there came a thot in my mind that if everyone's having expectations from me...then there must be sumthing inside me and that brought a confidence in me that i'll clear it. with that thought in mind i sat for the exam.
3 hours of long wait in which a thousand NOT SO splendid thoughts were eating my mind and finally came the time when a boy in a blue suit with a white shirt and black tie (what the F..... who wears a black tie witha blue suit)came out with the list in his hand of the selected students.
Ok friends the list of shortlisted students from GPMCE is here.... said he
the air around me stopped flowing......it seemed as if blood stopped pumping in my body...
he started taking the names.......
ok the first student who is selected is
aman......
vijay....
prateek...
......
....
....
.....
....
.....
.....
.....
.....
.....
.
.
.
.
.
and.....one last student who is selected is
oh my god....please please i beg of you god please this be my name god please ......i'll come to your place everyday.....i'll clean the temple everyday....i'll do watever u say god.....i'll stop throwing myself on girls....plzzz....god plzzzz
but......before could have listened to my prayer and have thought about it....the blue suited stupid guy took the name of the last student
and one last student is.......
ravi
WTF!!!!!!!
for a moment...the earth stopped revolving......i skipped atleast 8 to 10 of my heart beats till i got a pat from my friend saying me to let's go back to home.
i had become deaf for the moment for i could not swallow the fact that i wasn't selected and students who were nothing in front of me(Acc. to me) were there...standing on the stage...in the queue of selected students....what the fuck!!!
those 5 mins which i took to reach from the announcement stage to the exit gate were the most painfull minutes of my life....
during my passage in those 5 mins it seemed everyone was looking at me on the way and were laughing at my face like...hahaha...look who's here...Mr bond himself....acted too smart in the college...he was the STAR.....what happened Mr. star.....you didn't get selected....though all these were figment of my imagination but i knew.....this would have definitely happened in hearts of many people.
anyways...i don't even remember who dropped me home. while i was crossing a heavy traffic road....all that was running in my mind was what excuse shud i give everyone for not being selected...as when i left home....i seemed pretty confident.....ohhh fish ....when would this confidence leave me.....lands me into troubles everytime....
amidst the running sounds of numerous vehicles all i could hear was my heart beat.
facing family and friends was just part of dealing with the overconfidence syndrome i'm suffering with.
after this infosys defeat i've decided not to settle for the good...but to opt for the great.
who knows this myt also be one of my overconfidence foolishness........
Saturday, March 13, 2010
MEeeeeee
hi....i am kunal....your very own kunal......the outgoing...the energetic...the humorous...highly ebullient....star of the eyes of parents, teachers & friends. with me everybody have had expectations of their own sort.
but when i do a fast rewind of my life and look back, then i get to know that i've never been able to live up to the expectations of any of them. :(
though i've set an example of overestimation....lolzzz....
anyways..this example would never be sighted by anyone.
It's been almost 4 years i've left the school and believe you me i never had the guts to go back and face any of them whom i had made big big false promises. they too had expectations from me and not the small ones, they had expectations which were insanely huge.
but i guess it was not their fault also, confidence always dripped from my face as if water were falling from niagara falls....
anyhow i know that i may never be able to reach what i had promised but i'll go back when i'll have to face least embarrassment....yes ...i'll have to face it.....
but...i'm not the only one in the league who is in such situation....i've a group of friends too....my supporters...my wellwishers...they always stood by my side...infact ahead of me... always saying you are behind us and we're the first ones to face the guilt...lol....
a group with whom i can share everything.............no ...............i'm not talking about underwear....i'm talking about feelings.....dirty people....
they themselves set examples to make me happy......
i just wanna tell them all.....however high i may reach ( what goes in thinking ).. i would neva eva forget them.....
anyways....this has been a peice of me.....a lyf full of friends, fans and expectations and less of achievements and accomplishements.....
rest of the peices...would be updated soon............so keep spamming!!!!!! ;)
but when i do a fast rewind of my life and look back, then i get to know that i've never been able to live up to the expectations of any of them. :(
though i've set an example of overestimation....lolzzz....
anyways..this example would never be sighted by anyone.
It's been almost 4 years i've left the school and believe you me i never had the guts to go back and face any of them whom i had made big big false promises. they too had expectations from me and not the small ones, they had expectations which were insanely huge.
but i guess it was not their fault also, confidence always dripped from my face as if water were falling from niagara falls....
anyhow i know that i may never be able to reach what i had promised but i'll go back when i'll have to face least embarrassment....yes ...i'll have to face it.....
but...i'm not the only one in the league who is in such situation....i've a group of friends too....my supporters...my wellwishers...they always stood by my side...infact ahead of me... always saying you are behind us and we're the first ones to face the guilt...lol....
a group with whom i can share everything.............no ...............i'm not talking about underwear....i'm talking about feelings.....dirty people....
they themselves set examples to make me happy......
i just wanna tell them all.....however high i may reach ( what goes in thinking ).. i would neva eva forget them.....
anyways....this has been a peice of me.....a lyf full of friends, fans and expectations and less of achievements and accomplishements.....
rest of the peices...would be updated soon............so keep spamming!!!!!! ;)
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