My Home Sweet Home - I

So didn't I tell you we (me and Db) are buying a plot in Bhubaneswar. Dad arranged this 2000sqft plot for us. We pay a whooping 2 lahks in 1week and the rest of the money in a year's time and by the end of next year, its oursssssssssss.
Now I know its too early and Db is gonna bang his head saying a SATYANASH to himself when he finds this on my blog, but can you blame me for my excitement !!!

Here is the draft version of my house plan.

Ground Floor. Please ignore the water mark and click to enlarge.


First Floor Floor. Click to enlarge.


And I have already put up the print out on my cubicle. Hee Hee
**Grin**
Will keep the blog updated with more news on the same.
**Grin Grin Grin** again.

I can do with some encouragement

I am quite sleepy today.
Not just today, I have been quite sleepy during the daytime everyday since last three days.

I have been getting up at 7 in the morning since last three days...my usual timing being 9 in the morning three days before.
After trying everything I could to lose weight (except exercising and pampering my taste buds), I finally gave up to the slimming centers. I couldn't try harder or wait any longer...what if the world is actually coming to an end in 2012, I wanna die pretty or at least look good during the last days of my life ;) .
And the first phrase of encouragement came my way on the very first day of my visit to the center.

On the Saturday morning, I reached the center at dot 7.30. There weren't many people, means the recession is quite done with. I was wearing grey tracks with a black T-shirt. There was another girl (say Lolitha) who was sharing the room with me. She was quite overweight and hardly five feet tall, she wore a pink printed nighty which made her look heavier and shorter.

Lolitha : You are here for the size zero program?
What??? Did she really say that. I mean...I have never been size zero in my entire life.
Me : No, that's too much of an optimistic thought. I need to shed quite some weight before I reach even close to thinking of being size zero.
Lolitha : Really!!! Doesn't look like you need a slimming center.
Me : Trust me I do. I am sure black has more slimming effect that I thought it did.
Lolitha : Oh May be then.
She turned away with the people-have-so-much-money to-spare look.

Not that I mind, its not often(read ever) that I get the envy of a woman for my weight or lack of it.

2012

have finally caught the most anticipated movie of the year, 2012 this Sunday.
Frankly, I enjoyed the special effects more than the storyline which actually wasn't there. The special effects were spectacular to say the least. My favorites were the chases and the Tsunami sequence.
By the second half I had already started a headache, even the movie didn't seem logically fool proof to me. Time and again, I would look up to Db with some logical pothole...

'Don't look for logic now. Just enjoy the special effects'
Me : 'Isn't it supposed to be a hollywood flick, I am supposed to ask questions.'

Well...I do not intend to make this post a review on the film. I intend to jot down a few things I would like to do if I happen to know that the world is coming to an end we do not have a chance, of course...we are no Brangelina the world would like to preserve.So here is my list:

Now that I wouldn't need the money I have saved in two years, I would buy Dad the Ford Icon he always wished he had.
Now that I wouldn't have to repay the bank, I will buy a Honda City for myself...eeks!!! Sorry Dad.**wink**.
I would go abroad, once, even if its for a day.
I will have Tandoori Chicken in every single meal of my life.
I will finally give in to slimming tablets, lose at least 10-12 kgs, and wear all skimpy and designer dresses and click lotssssssss of pics.
I would tell Bhai that no matter what, he has always been my hero.
I would call up H to say sorry and tell her that I have always missed her all these years.
I'd like meet my ex once and Thank him for breaking up with me.
and last but not the least...
I'd barge into my managers cubicle slap him across his face, multiple times similar to the exaggerated effects of the saas bahu serials. and run for my life soon after.

Please God!!!

Just one this thing I want so badly, not for myself but for others who matter to me.
Please, if you believe I have done anything in life, which will pass as a good deed, please let me have this.
It's time like these that my faith on you is proved yet again to myself, when something wrong happens only to make way for something far better than what has been lost. But enough wrong has happened already, its time he finds the light at the end of the tunnel. Please show him the light, please let it be the end of the dark tunnel.

Please let it be the end of his ordeal.

Update 16th Nov:
Looks like He isn't listening...
I do not have a problem with you keen on testing someone's patience and will power, I have a problem when you show light to someone and take it back, plunging them into a bigger darkness of hopelessness.
He might not be your favorite child, but by doing this, for sure, you aren't getting into any good books either.

While the Search is on...

Without getting into the name of the company, which might or might not land me in trouble, I will come straight to the happenings of the day.

Last Saturday, I went for an interview to Whitfield, which, I was told a scheduled one. But when I reached there on the scheduled time, there were quite some people waiting for their turn for the online test. I was kept waiting for almost 3 hours, while people who came after me finished and left as well. Despite my repeated reminders to acknowledge my presence, nothing really happened. At the end of three hours I left a message on the desk for the HR and left.

Now, two days back, I get a call from the Senior HR of the company, apologizing for the inconvenience and asking me to come for the interview on the coming weekend. It didn't match since I had already committed to other interviews on weekend and Whitefield is too far to go on a weekday and come to office after that. They were willing o send me a cab to pick me up from my doorstep and then drop me back to my office after the procedure was done. I wondered what I had done to deserve this (may be the message I left with the receptionist didn't go well with the HRs) , but I accepted the offer. My only concern was what if I flunk in the first round itself and they believe I am an empty vessel which sounds too much. The harm could be many degrees ranging from losing my face, being blacklisted from their company for ever to confiscate the cab and send me back on my own, while I wasn't sure of my way back nor the conveyance.

I woke up at 6.30 this morning for the cab, I reached the Salarpuria Tech park before 8. It felt great, some hundred acres of land, with buildings each one better than the other, huge lawns, broad roads without a speck of dust anywhere, a lone coffee day standing in the middle of the road...looked like I had left civilization far behind. Not that I have never been to a tech park, but never so early. They look awesome early in the morning, quiet and serene. The HR hadn't arrived by then...so waited till 8.30.The online test went till 9.30 and as I feared, I flunked. There were quite some questions on EJB, which is not my forte...but without any unconvincing excuses, let me just face it...I flunked.
Lost my face, yes. Blacklisted from the company for life, I donno. But they certainly didn't confiscate the cab. I called the driver, he said he would take a few moments to come down since he went home. I decided to wait, any way it was too early for office, I had to reach only by 11.30. I looked around, and boiled down to the coffee day on the middle of the road.

I halted there for a corn-spinach sandwich and a Masala tea. While he prepared the same, I took a seat and looked around.
The weather was just perfect, to sit in an open air coffee day , it was cool and windy, I put on my jacket. People had started coming now, young girls, who were probably late because of the time they took to decide what they'd wear, were running to reach before their managers. Young men, walking lazily, I couldn't decide if they were sleeping while walking or walking while sleeping, they needed a coffee urgently. Older men, some in suits and tie, walking in a group were probably saving time by having the meetings on the way.
I felt the vacuum in our lifes...
When I was young my Dad said, work hard for your 10th grades and get into a good college, life is easy after that,nobody studies in college. When I was in college, he said, work hard to get an engineering seat in a good college, life is cake walk after that,nobody studies in college. When in engineering college, he said, work hard for your engineering percentage, land up in a good job, life is easy after that(Now I know, how smart he was, and how he manages his huge team in the plant he works in). I am still waiting for that easy life. I am, touchwood, doing quite well in this rat race, but life still isn't half as easy. Then, the board exams were my biggest concerns, looked like an herculean job to me...now its something else, and tomorrow it would be again something new. It never stops. I feel the urge to ask my Dad, when would I finally get the time to be relaxed, but I know even he doesn't have the answer. He is gonna retire in a year's time, and he still hasn't found his peace.
I believe, this is how God makes his presence felt to us. I am not a believer nor am I an atheist. I believe in a superpower but do not believe in tradition, religion and rituals. But, there is certainly somebody, something out there who balances my life and yours. I look at Bhai's plight today and I am positive his ordeal is gonna end soon, because I believe he has learnt the lesson God wanted to teach him.

It had started drizzling then, my tea was over and the thoughts going round my mind were exhausted. I called the cab driver, he said he's stuck in a jam and would take another fifteen minutes. I pulled out the book in my bag, Chetan Bhagat's: 2 states. It started good, dragged in between but now it was getting interesting.

In a few minutes the cab was there. I boarded the cab which dropped me till the office gate. I thanked the driver and approached the gate. I held my access card in my hand while I looked at the old building...I wondered if Akbar would have walled up Anarkali in this building. The campus if any, was occupied with the vehicles that came along the employees. I felt like I have landed from the US straight into Jhumri Talaiya.
As I entered, the security guard stops me with an open palm.
'Maa'm you are breaking policies, please wear the access card round your neck before we raise a security incident against you.'

Sigh!!!...Welcome to reality!!!

One pakau weekend

A weekend no so great.
I went for an interview to Whitefield which did not happen. They kept me waiting at the reception with a bottle of coke, cookies and chips at my disposal. I lasted in the reception only till the snacks did last. After the end of two hours, soon after the coke bottle was empty and the chips and cookies exhausted, I left in a fury asking the HR to call me later when they can scheule my interview. Life ke teen ghante waste ho gaye!!!

I had been of the impression that HR is one of the coolest job in IT. Most of them are babes or dudes, with no technical work, no clients...must be damn kool. But this notion is changing too fast.
Last week we had this mass drive, where I was a part of the interview panel.This lady HR was almost in tears, since she couldn't handle the pressure. Even today, even I blasted on the HR, when she kept me waiting for more than two hours...while she wouldn't get me another bottle of coke as well, I might have considered waiting for a while otherwise.

Among all this, what gives me a fits attack is, I have an interview scheduled with Adobe on tuesday. I asked Db's friend to refer me there...what I didn't realize is, they would gimme a call the same day to appear for the interview process the next day...
I am not prepared man! Atleast not for the written test on datastructures, algorithms and operating systems. I mean these topics are for the kids (read freshers)...for me, the names just seem to ring a bell.
Luckily I was able to buy some time. Wish me luck people, this one matters to me.

Watched the movie 'Sahib Biwi aur Ghulam', an old bollywood classic. This one and a few more old movies were ordered by Db online from the Moserbaer website.

Its two in the night now, and I feel dog tired due to this long day. Must go to sleep now, planning to prepare tomorrow for the kids stuff for the Adobe interview.
Uwaaan Uwaannn!!!