A week to remember 1

A week to remember 1

Summary: Life just took me through a roller coaster ride, 7 days back got my results, 4 days back attended my first interview, 3 days back lost my phone and almost missed a train to kerala, 2 days back had a superb party at my friends house and got to know that my lost phone was found and finally today i got the results of interview. Oh my god who said living cannot be exciting.

The story

There are days that are superb and worth remembering and yet people sometimes end up forgetting them. But what about an entire week to remember that which are so mixed up with so many things that forgetting is the only that is cruel to say about the week. It all started with me performing my semester very badly, bad enough to flunk one or two papers. From then the long wait for the results began. I have to think back from exactly today 27^th jan 2012.

7 days before I got a message “ results came check it” my heart stopped for a sec and a minute worth of possibilities went through my head, none ver comforting. Nervousness set in and though this must be my 100 th result from my lower class the feeling never changed. Beginning to pray I finally typed the registration number and resumed the prayers. The suspense of getting the result is never made easy by the trraffic slowing down the connection  created by the huge number of similar enthusiastic students trying to know their fate. Finally the results where out and I need not start looking for partners who can accompany me in the next exam. A narrow escape an yes that day ended well for most of us.

4 days ago immediately after getting my results I had a chance to attend my placements my first in the Mba. Without any expectation or desires I went forward to attend the interview the coldest morning ever. a shivering ride to a very far destination around 25 kms from my house. (that was lot of shivering ) we reached at our destination in the morning 8.45 am. Hoping to leave after a aptitude test attende by 3 different colleges. Yes, it made sense for me but, hopping to know my future nemesis wen on to attend my first ever difficult aptitude exam for a job (in Mba). After a quick 30 mins of boom me along with 10 of my friend were selected for the next, not liking to see the left out friends alone, me being sure of a tough competition promised to follow them shortly. I might have done it little too soon, I got selected for the next. The clock ticked 10 Pm when we got the second result. Being the last few and still not hoping for any thing we waited to leave when our turn came we were not that keen to attend and get selected. Asking us to sell something in the middle of the night was not that very easy for us. When it was all over we left proudly saying that we came one day and left the other. But, not knowing the result a second result to wait so soon in a week.

3 days ago leaving the interview site tired and shivering again in the cold night I returned home. Sleepin like a rock waking up again in the morning was my last option. Time came for me to leave the city to visit a friends brother’s wedding in a distant place. 

Doctor + MBA = Business man

This is a story about my visit to a one of the chain of dental clinics under a single brand. Service with a smile is their way to serve. As soon as I entered all I felt was the feeling of goodness and safety. Beautiful men and women handling patients with a smile and care of a friend, I was starting to believe it was real. After minutes of getting used to that good feeling they called me into the dental room, from where i saw small group of young dentist running around to attend patience and collecting reports. From the group one fine gentle man came in to attend to me. he just looked around and started to examine me and after a few seconds ordered an X-ray. Well, he gave a good enough reason that he needed to be sure; I thought he is looking after me cool. Next showed the portrait of my imperfect teeth in his new flashy comp and asked me with a smile to take a seat near him. Wow, that was my longest 5 mins for me on that day. He made me convinced that my mouth had to be taken apart and fixed all over again, well if it was over with that I would have been happy, I could simply say yes or no and go back to the table. But, he used all possible medical knowledge that which he had learnt to scare me to the core. All the feeling of goodness disappeared I almost felt I was about to lose all my teeth and be done. Finally, after doing all the talking about everything else, other than the problem for I have come, The one that was really bothering me after that time was how to get out without undergoing all the costly treatments he said he wants to do. When he finally started the drilling process to fill the gap, the sense of security was no longer there. I saw a business man trying to drill my teeth to find some money.

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After the filling was done and after making me to bite on cotton, He simply went to his comp and told me to get up as it is over and go home (only after going home i found the filling is not done properly and was coming out). The huge bill on the way out was not very comforting and all the happy feeling i thought i had was no more with me. After reaching home the first thing I told was “wow, I made it”. Then I was left wondering why I was so scared and left me thinking back.  It only reminded me of the old days when doctors used to ask about you to gain trust and make you feel comfortable and when they came close to us it made us feel better. They never showed the worst side of us to the core, as we are all imperfect and when told of all our imperfection on a single visit which was uncalled for even though I was going to visit him again as my treatment required. I realized that a doctor who is propelled by a business behind him is a business man more than a doctor, I saw a sales man rather than a doctor and the only thing my heart was telling me is to run from there alive.  On the mad rush to be a doctor I just pray that they think for a second about the things that they are handling is alive and even if they want to make money at least with little sensitivity.

Best way to buy a Phone.

Till recently buying a phone was no different than any other devices, it’s simply to talk and message. But, it’s fast becoming a battle of desire and wits. (Damn the guy’s who created those awesome smart phones and its apps). I usually always debated in favor of using a phone for the purpose of talking and then stay clear of it after, for me it made sense to have separate devices for all purpose if one is lost you at least have the rest to cheer about. But, with a smart phone it’s like losing your computer, your phone, a camera and worse than all this is the contacts. It’s almost like losing a body part; I can't imagine a day without it. But still all that scare of loosing brains cells is too scary. I don’t want to be dumber than I am, so decided to keep it less with me, by buying a less complicated phone and search began.  

My recent search for a phone led me to discovering a buying strategy that helped me to get one at a good rate. The following points helped me to buy a phone in Chennai, hope the situation is helpful for you too.

But, I did do a search to get a phone and the things I got to know is

1)    Decide the model before going to the dealer.

2)    Always go to the nearest exclusive stores Sony show room or Nokia original dealers.

3)    get the price of the phone through online purchase sites so that you do know that you’re not cheated.

Decide the phone model.

Before going for my first phone purchase I made sure that I know which to purchase first I used the help of online stores to know the rates of the devices, before going to the original shop. Online stores like flipkart are really helpful, I was able to argue with the on store dealer and he immediately reduced 200 Rs. But, even being informed will ot help if we are not sure of the model.

Always go to the nearest exclusive mobile brand retailers

Till recently I never knew how cheap its to buy with the dealers of a brand rather than from intermediary shops. The difference was huge almost 700 Rs, for just one model other I didn’t enquire and during new years and other festivals, they reduce their prices for real. But, still this is my own experience it may change from region to region and its better to check.

Get the price of the phone through online purchase sites so that you do know that you’re not cheated.

There is a small problem to this the prices are not always cheap in online stores some time the dealers of the devices are cheaper, which I found out only recently while buying a camera. The web pages only help knowing the idea of the price of the product and its not always the exact rate. But, the difference is never significant. 

Love is truly over rated

I was in love, it was my first and I never before thought of writing about it before, because I thought it was the worst thing that happened. But, it took me many years to see that i simply over rated love. It took me much time to realize that the girl who was simple, humble, shy, who loved to help and who loved me without expectation or any request would abandon me. Tears rolled when I thought about it before, But not anymore, just because it took many more experience to heal and years to move on not only that I understood that It failed because I expected a lot from the love which asked nothing from me but to love back. I was a jerk, it hit me hard, a terrible pain and a silence was all that left. No amount of soul searching or physical trauma can solve. She taught me how to love and she did it by leaving me for that i shall never forget her. It made me realize my world was different just because of her presence. It hurt but not anymore, because I know the reason and that is that love is over rated. We imagine a lot, expect too much and change once we think that we have got her and we have them for life, thinking once in love, she or he is in an enforced bond that either should or would not break. That could have been true if I was living in a dream. The best love, the lasting love, is the simplest one. For that reason I would never stop loving in my life.