Saturday, August 04, 2007
Well ! Placed....
Shahrukh khan in one of the best ever hindi movies ever quotes - "बडे बडे शहरों में छोटी छोटी बातें होती रहती है"...
But, the placements sequence over the last few days were not mere simple incidences or choti choti battein as we have been hearing for last three years, rather were life time moments for many of us.
It happened luckily/unluckily that I had to go through C programming books,but I found the analogies between C keywords and us to be obvious while going through them. Boys after applying the (while = = unemployed) were looping with infinite tensions for the malloc() function to allocate spaces in companies. soon, avoiding the complications of nested loops,we had exit() function that made us to safely come out of loops and execute us..
What made me the proud was the Robust friendship bond,that metallurgy boys displayed during those phases.The buzz word "STRING THEORY" was as much true for us as much is for the nuclear and atomic scientists.Every particle ,every relation and every moment of joy are really strings,joined together...
Those fascinating interview sequence with model throwing lights on jain dharm, raghav interviewing the interviewer..Shakti speaking his love stories ,and TPR's running all around were ecstatically over soon with odds and even woven in them.
I couldn't have ever imagined people greedy for getting bumps and kicks,but every one avidly anticipated to be rolled like football and were treated as per their wish.I any how managed to see my stamped back and got delighted/enlightened to see those blood strained finger marks...Thanks boys..even Varanasi police couldn't have treated me like that :) .
If the smoke made large railway engines run,we were the elite enough to adopt this brilliant philosophy.Every job was celebrated in the smoky ambiance of limitless suttas.. great metallurgists, finally we understood the efficient furnaces.
Manish with his fabulous fatte on Chai. Luxme kant with Infinite hole baniyan.. jackson with sticks thicker and healthier than him in his hands,makku with some pathetic excuses for avoiding kicks,Jigyashu still in frustrations,Khokha looking for some wafers..abuses all around..and obviously "the shrewed me" with deadly pranks.....
God....really "Those were the best days of my life"
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