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<title><![CDATA[Of the Good, the Bad and the ........]]></title>
<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/?p=22</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 12:16:42 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pranita</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Ok people, to start off i dedicate this blog of mine to all my dear friends in IIFM&#8230;&#8230;]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ok people, to start off i dedicate this blog of mine to all my dear friends in IIFM..........one of them being my colleague at work now, STRAY say thanks........i mentioned you ;) (after a few years...i'll be calling this dude jeeju ;P )</p>
<p>This is all about my days spent at IIFM, how i miss them every day, about how it all started and how it all ended with everyone being a very special friend for life..........</p>
<p>GDPI: Saw my dear roomie for the first time from a distance........she looked pretty (dnt miss "from a distance" here, sorry babes).....learnt later she had qualified as well.....use bina mile complex ho gaya....kept blabbering to all ki ye ladki bahut sundar hai......reached iifm..........wahan pata chala we are roommates....was a little relieved tht i knew her beforehand........parul came in late...after a week of orientation.....and i was AGHAST.....thought...........ek mahine me itna difference ??? ;)</p>
<p>After selection: Met these 2 guys on orkut......socha pehle se baat karungi to acha hoga.......Sudeep and Stray;) Saw both on orkut....ek to shuru se hi junglee lag raha tha........uska snap kisi jungle wala tha.......ekdum monkey pose wala......he's placed in africa now ;) the other guy looked like a perfect dude.....ye prove karte hue usne ek scrap me flaunt bhi kiya..........."some frnds wait and so does barista" ;)....lekin usko dekha suna and then realised "Light travels faster than sound" ;)</p>
<p>The day i reached: A cute chubby gal reached campus in car looking at the rest like deprived and downtrodden ones....later became my partner for late night talks and all the secrets.....rite shreshtha??</p>
<p>1st day of orientation: Had this quite naive girl sitting besides.......was wearing a nice salwar.........lag raha tha jaise abhi innocence ke bowl se dip karke nikli hai......learnt she is NEHA...............and then i rerun my thoughts :)......the ultimate gossip queen and my confidante no.2</p>
<p>days of orientation: Met Kalps.....the angry young Bihari Woman.....a grt frnd ....itni patli hai ki mujhe bhi complex hota tha......</p>
<p>Kanika: The COMPLEX silent killer</p>
<p>Sonal: Bachi......even if she matures....the people around will never let her....she;s too good being a kid.</p>
<p>Then these interesting guys.....one wearing newsprint and Hawaiian TEES........a great sportsperson who beat TSM ;( and the other mastering the art of sleeping on the chair with specs on............that went on till the end of 5th term...........all envied him...............the great birdwatcher sunil ;)</p>
<p>Literary club days: Was on my toes all the time due to this guy...........An atheist who lives his life by the line GOD WILLS IT..........</p>
<p>Shweta kaku: my dear marathi frnd who never let me miss home.....pata nah wat went into her.......srey is her better half.......imagine.........bechari meri saheli ;)</p>
<p>Basu: Brand freak......uska kapdon ka sense itna acha hai....tht we later started taking him along for all the branded clothes shopping</p>
<p>Kshitiz And Varun: Jab dono aaye the...tab kafi clear tha that kshitiz is docile.....but by the end of 5 yrs...it was difficult to say who spoilt whom.......agree doc??</p>
<p>Soumik and gitesh: kshitiz called them bacche......must be right.......iifm ne inhe do saal eksath rehne diya...taki badon me aake their childhood isnt lost :)</p>
<p>SHail : One who kills with his PJ's but i loved all of them especially this one:</p>
<p>shail: are prans.......</p>
<p>me: chup karo shail warna main TSM ko complaint kar dungi</p>
<p>Shail: are tum complaint karti ho? hum sab bournvita karte hai......</p>
<p>i was almost rolling on the floor laughing....sudeep and srey who were around invited the entire hostel to see me laugh at Shail's joke, it was an event according to Sudeep...how could i LAUGH at shail's joke? ;)</p>
<p>Tarjun: Kalyug ka tarzan.....a confused stylo.......khane ke liye bhi kahega...." soch raha hun ki mujhe bhuk lagi hai ki nahi"...hahahahahah</p>
<p>All the moments.....the good the bad and the most fascinating ones were celebrated with all the above witnesses, from disagreements to quarrels.....its now a friendship....a great understanding of a lifetime.......</p>
<p>All the sunsets, sunrises, trips, bdays were made more special with them along........the canteen gang........the tilli gang.......the IAS.........all will be in memories forever.........all the stories are the ones i wanna keep narrating alwaz..........to my grandchildren as well :)</p>
<p>Miss u all guys.......</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Amidst Water, Mountains, Temples, Friends and Dreams -Part 2]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/amidst-water-mountains-temples-friends-and-dreams-part-2/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 06:45:03 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2008/03/10/amidst-water-mountains-temples-friends-and-dreams-part-2/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[http://santosh.wordpress.com/2008/02/26/amidst-water-mountains-temples-friends-and-dreams-part-1/]]></description>
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<p>Since it was not only a fun trip, we had to accomodate the other planned activities for FDS. So our next stop was at Bhopal to meet some Profs at our <em>alma mater </em>and others. Though we had planned to spend only a couple of hours and then return to Jabalpur, but once you are in the campus (and it is not any campus, it is the beautiful IIFM Campus, everypart of this campus remind<a href="http://santosh.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/dsc02545.jpg"><img style="border-right:0;border-top:0;border-left:0;border-bottom:0;" height="184" alt="DSC02545" src="http://santosh.files.wordpress.com/2008/03/dsc02545-thumb.jpg" width="244" align="left"/></a>s me of the wonderful time I had here. Sheer Bliss.) </p>
<p>We spent considerable time, dicsussing many things with Profs, sharing the our concerns about IIFM, talking to juniors and and the visit was earlier planned as 3-4 visits became a two day visit to IIFM. It was nice to know some welcome changes at IIFM.&#160;&#160; </p>
<p>We explored Bhopal for some shopping malls, so that we can buy wedding gifts for one of our batchmate, unfortunately (or fortunately?) Bhopal seems yet to get its share of shopping malls. We could not find any shopping malls in Bhopal. Finally we decided to gift 'Gift Coupons' and managed to get them from 'Raymonds' and 'Fab India'. It seems that our batch has created some kind of record as there were as many as 8-10 batchmates (8-10 batchmates, 6-7 marriages) got married within a span of 2 months. :) </p>
<p>By the way, while I was late in updating my blog, Akhand updated <a href="http://akhandjyoti.blogspot.com/2008/03/f3.html" target="_blank">his blog</a> about our Jabalpur trip. Though the way I have been described there, I could only imagine to be like that. </p>
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<title><![CDATA[Adieu IIFM...]]></title>
<link>http://soumiksdiary.wordpress.com/?p=85</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 01 Mar 2008 13:20:06 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>soumiksdiary</dc:creator>
<guid>http://soumiksdiary.wordpress.com/?p=85</guid>
<description><![CDATA[This is the Last post from IIFM. So much I have said about my Life at IIFM that I do not have any wo]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is the Last post from IIFM. So much I have said about my Life at IIFM that I do not have any words to say anything new. That's why this post is dedicated  to my Batch...The Great PFM 2008...</p>
<p><b>Abhishek</b>: "One Man Show"</p>
<p>Email Id: abhishek.iifm@gmail.com</p>
<p><b>Abhinav</b>: "Deep and Dependent"</p>
<p><i>Email Id:abhinaviifm@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Amit</b>: He stresses too much on "M"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: amit.mandale@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Anurag</b>: "Matrix Trilogy"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: anunis@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Arjun</b>: "....in between Optimism n Pessimism "</p>
<p><i>Email Id: arya.arjun@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Atul </b>: "Life is Beautiful"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: atul84atul@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Gitesh</b>: "Feel Good"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: giteshg@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Garima</b>: "Searching Books in which She will be able to find something about Her"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: garimabajaj@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Jitendra</b>: "Right Hand of God"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: jitendra.upadhyay@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Kallol</b>: "All-rounder"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: kallolkumarmandal@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Kalpana</b>: A Tigress in a bowl</p>
<p><i>Email Id: kalpanapfm08@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Kanika</b>: Here's my question...</p>
<p><i>Email Id: kanika07@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Kshitiz</b>: "To Be Or Not To Be"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: ksanadhaya08@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Vaibhav</b> : "On the Rocks"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: vaibhaviifm@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Lalit</b>: "To love at all is to be a vulnerable Lover"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: lalitsori6@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Manish</b>: The Devil God</p>
<p><i>Email Id: findmanish0@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b> Neha</b>: "Illusion of Life"</p>
<p><b>Parul</b>: "Chocolaty Life "</p>
<p><i>Email Id: parul1411@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Pranita</b>: "Emotional Recycle Bin"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: pranita.bhagat@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Prashant</b>: "if u cant convince people...confuse them"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: luvprasha@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Priyanshika</b>: "I am what I am"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: priyanshika@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Rahul B.</b> : "My History Can Beat Up Your Politics "</p>
<p><i>Email Id: rahul.bharadwaj.18.02.1983@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Rahul K.</b>: "Living My Dream"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: @gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Ranesh</b>: How's That....?</p>
<p><i>Email Id: rahul259@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Ravi</b>: "Honest Reflection "</p>
<p><i>Email Id: ravipan4u@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Sameer</b>: "Success lies in dream....so go and sleep"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: samsays19@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Shakshi</b> : An Individualist trying hard to change life</p>
<p><i>Email Id:groversakshi@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Shail</b>: He says "I can kill anyone for the Nobel Peace Prize"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: shail.iifm@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Shweta</b> : Its not about "Age", its about "Mileage" :D</p>
<p><i>Email Id: shweta.bhagwat@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Shreshtha</b>: "I think I am the Best....and...... I believe that I will be "The Best" One Day"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: shreshtha.bhardwaj@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Siddharth</b>: "Marketing with Style n Brands"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: sids617ster@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Sonal</b>: "A Protected Candle Light and A Beautiful Mind "</p>
<p><i>Email Id: sonalpfm08@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Me</b> : <b><font color="#ff0000">♥</font></b></p>
<p><i>Email id: <a href="mailto:callmesoumik@gmail.com">callmesoumik@gmail.com</a></i></p>
<p><b>Srey</b>: The Lost Soul ; Am I what I am ?</p>
<p><i>Email Id: sreyamsa@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Sunil</b>: "Cool Tunes of Life and Nature"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: rajagopal.sunil@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Sudeep</b>: "Our first and last love is....Self-Love"</p>
<p><i>Email Id: sudeep.kodialbail@gmail.com</i></p>
<p><b>Varun</b>: Life is short, Make the most of it!!</p>
<p><i>Email Id: drvarunbangia@gmail.com</i></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Director's Prize for Best OT]]></title>
<link>http://soumiksdiary.wordpress.com/?p=84</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 20:22:38 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>soumiksdiary</dc:creator>
<guid>http://soumiksdiary.wordpress.com/?p=84</guid>
<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s Like Dream comes true for me. The dream I had seen two years back when I used to read San]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p align="left">It's Like Dream comes true for me. The dream I had seen two years back when I used to read Santosh Sir's Blog. I wanted to achieve this award and Today I am very happy that I have been able to get it.</p>
<p align="left">Yes I am talking about Director's Prize for <i>"<font color="#0000ff">Best Organizational Training"</font></i>.</p>
<p align="left">Every Year, during Kalpataru (Annual Fest) in IIFM, Director's Prizes are given to students who are judged for Best Organizational Training. Students are judged on the basis of Host Organization's recommendation, IIFM faculty and vote of Batch mates.</p>
<p align="left">This year, I along with Ravi got the award for the training we did in <i>Development Credit Bank Ltd, Mumbai</i>. The project was on Urban Microfinance.</p>
<p align="left">Life at IIFM once again proved to be full of surprises  and once again echoed the expression " Its the <b><font color="#008000">Best Days of My Life</font></b>".</p>
<p align="left">It will be absolute injustice to myself if I don't thank  everybody specially my batch mates who voted for me (and also to those who did not), dearest alumni, faculty and most importantly Kartik Sir, Deepika Mam, Vidya Sir and Sandeep Sir of DCB.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[KALPATARU 2008 !!!!!!]]></title>
<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/?p=18</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 05:58:34 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pranita</dc:creator>
<guid>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/?p=18</guid>
<description><![CDATA[ Reliving your childhood is all i did during all the days of Kalpataru which is the annual fest of ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em> <strong>Reliving your childhood </strong></em>is all i did during all the days of Kalpataru which is the annual fest of IIFM. I remember letting myself lose and doing all the craziest and wackiest things I havent done in my life.........the experience of doing things which make you uncomfortable was immense :)</p>
<p>I participated in all the possible events........from group dance (my first group dance after class V....)..........Antakshari........... collage making........Graffiti Competition and guess what..........i won prizes as well First Prize in Antakshari(me, parul and shreshtha as a team) ........First Prize in Graffiti(me, parul and rahul b as team)........Second prize in collage making (me and pawan as a team) ..............i felt like a winner for the first time at IIFM :)</p>
<p><em><strong>Happiness Strikes You When You Are Least Expecting It !!!!!!</strong></em></p>
<p><strong>This certainly has been my experience during all the days at Kalpataru</strong> . Last year since we all were juniors and it was our first Kalpataru we were al enthused about it and I still remember all Associate Club Co-ordinators working diligently.....I was one of them.......Literary Club last year had praises from all and sundry and so I was very hopeful about the Prestigious "BEST CLUB" being awarded to my team......but it went out to the Cultural Club and ironically I was the one to give the shield to the chief guest :)</p>
<p> But this year, since the beginning all the team members had a strategy planned to use the budget completely and boy how did the efforts and harwork pay.......the BEST CLUB  this year was awarded to LITERARY CLUB.......... :) :) :)</p>
<p>As Rahul B says there is no "I" in the word "TEAM"........it is certainly the joint efforts of all the team members, the past ones and the present that has been awarded in such a fruitful manner..........And this is because of Rahul B that we have the award today...... he is the brains behind the Literary Club and I am just the Facilitator....who is constantly pushing all the members to give their best :)</p>
<p>It was the moment which I will consider as one of the achievements of my life, a moment to cherish for years to come, a moment which i will narrate with pride........and most importantly a moment which will make TSM a little proud of me for the very first time :)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[IIFM Placement 2008]]></title>
<link>http://soumiksdiary.wordpress.com/2008/01/12/iifm-placement-2008/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 19:17:18 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>soumiksdiary</dc:creator>
<guid>http://soumiksdiary.wordpress.com/2008/01/12/iifm-placement-2008/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I cannot believe myself that I am writing this post. I am going to write about our Placements (PGDFM]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal">I cannot believe myself that I am writing this post. I am going to write about our Placements (PGDFM 2008). Last time when I wrote about our seniors’ placements, it was more of Information Sharing. Now I have realized the process. The <i>Ecstasy, Smile, Pain, Desperation</i>, <i>Cry</i> attached with the process. Yes, Placement Process itself is great learning experience. Though I was out of the process (because of PPO from OT-II organization) still I felt the heat and now most happy like all other batch mates.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Placement 2008 is over and like the previous years, we have been able to maintain 100% placement at IIFM. PGDFM 2008 rocks!! We started where our seniors had left and with great satisfaction I declare that we have been able to maintain almost same average package. Our batch’s placement is more precedent in a sense that almost everybody got the job they wanted. Be in Microfinance, be it Corporate or Environment, every one has gone to his or her desired field. IIFM is best on this aspect that it offers equal space to everybody and our batch has been able to fit itself in the desired space.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The placement process was over in two days as almost the whole batch was placed in those two days. Though one org. delayed the declaration of result but surely when it confirmed the celebration got intensified and more “spirited”.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Microfinance is most buzzing word and being a specialized institution, IIFM has been able to maintain this niche area that has been built up over the years. This year almost 16 people are directly dealing with Microfinance. Fourteen students in SKS Microfinance and two students in Development Credit Bank Ltd. Package for SKS is Seven Lac while it is Six Lac for DCBL. On corporate arena, one is joining ICICI Bank with package of 6.1 Lac while five are joining HDFC Bank with package of 5.5 Lac. Another Organization FINO recruited one student and its package is 5.5 Lac.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Thanks to our alumnus, Marketing Research Organization like International Market Research Bureau (IMRB) came down to campus and recruited four students with package of 5.6 Lac.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Apart from DCBL, the organizations who made inroad this time to offer diversification in placement are Indian Oil Corporation, IMS Learning Resource, Emergent Venture India (EVI) and Cantor C02e India. IOCL took two for its Biofuel operations. IMS has selected two and EVI also same number. Consultancy firm Cantor C02e India has recruited one for Carbon Trading related operation. Another research institute, IFMR has selected one.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">The  only oversea placement was offered by Global Timber Trading Org. Olam International with package of  about 25 lakh and in the forestry sector the only Job was offered by Harihar Polyfibre (Part of Aditya Birla Group). Both the org. has recruited one each.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Prof. Biswas as Placement Chairperson has done amazing work for our placement and if he was not there, we could not have made it. Kudos to the Placement Committee, especially Abhinav (placement Cordi) and Prashant (OT Cordi) for their hard work. Guys, we are thankful to you and you both deserve treat from each of us.</p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Now its party time, so getting ready for the blast!!!!!</p>
<p class="MsoNormal"> <br />
<i><span style="font-size:10pt;line-height:115%;">[The figures are approximate and exact figure will come on Official site of IIFM- <a href="http://www.iifm.ac.in/">www.iifm.ac.in</a>]</span></i></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Orkut Nama -2]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2007/12/16/orkut-nama-2/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 17:31:50 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2007/12/16/orkut-nama-2/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[After crossing different  orkut phases, my profile has got more than 160 friends and more than 6000]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>After crossing different  orkut <a href="http://shadowywaters.wordpress.com/2007/07/26/addiction-of-orkut-the-phases/"><strong>phases</strong></a>, my profile has got more than 160 friends and more than 6000 scraps (a prized possession on orkut land). I still remember, when I just played around some javascripts nuggets to flood some friends' scrap book (those who used to complain that I did not scrap...) and immediately that was most requested thing by my orkut friends. :)</p>
<p>In between I did some constructive work (I think so.. you might differ...) and created a community for my alma mater and the community attracted almost 60-70% of our elusive alumni on one 'active' platform. A byproduct of this effort, I started getting more visits to my profile, more friend requests and more request to be an unofficial PRO for IIFM admissions.</p>
<p>But the best part of Orkut for me was Testimonials I wrote for people and testimonials I received. There are some testimonials which I have written with utmost of sincerity and some 'template' testimonials which can be assigned to any one!. But testimonials written about me... OMG. I never realized that they are about me. So ignorant of my own virtues...  These testimonials (or testis as they used to call on orkut.. without wondering what exactly it meant and how the habit of abbreviating everything can produce some really brillieant gems..) can be a replacement for confidence boosting steriods.</p>
<p>Here are gems.. sourced directly from my profile .. talking about some virtues and vices, which I only wished they were right..</p>
<p><em>"saw a storm coming from North, and then i saw a man walking head on from south..facing the storm bare chested, up front and conquering the devil in its full might</em>".....  The above lines are about me.. and for those who have not seen me.. If I go bare chested,I think I carry the risk of getting blown by the zephyr, forget about storm.. The weight of my clothes used to  give me some weight...... (This testimonial was written 15 month back... ). I must say this guy (one of my fav juni at campus) had really wild imagination and this was probably  result of some highly 'spiritual' thinking.</p>
<p><em>"Was the real Dark Horse in our batch at IIFM whether it b excelling in the Academic Performance or gaining Popularity among the Fairer Sex.." ... </em>Here the only thing which goes with me is word 'DARK'.. nothing else.. . A similar testimonial "<em> has been admired n loved as well by majority of people in IIFM</em>" .. probably the writer forget my 'behali' in GBMs (General Body Meeting).  And this one should be really the best.. ".<em>His list of Girlfriends will leave you in AwE!! (but I ll still say he s not a Casanova a wonderful Friend (truly-in-deeds)" ...</em>Hmm.. my list of girlfriends.. I am just looking for the list.. I would love to move from "Havnots" to "Haves" status. (and  those who are moving to comments section after this line.. the definition of 'Girlfriend' is key here.. and it is surely not about ALL  THE FRIENDS WHO ARE GIRL.). </p>
<p>In nutsell, the testimonials were as true depiction of personality as Musharraf's poll stats  about his popularity in pakistan. But anyone you love reading/receiving  them....</p>
<p>(The post is getting long.. so rest in next posts... or whenever I am free to do some BC..).</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Nostalgia …………]]></title>
<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/10/30/nostalgia-%e2%80%a6%e2%80%a6%e2%80%a6%e2%80%a6/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 04:26:28 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[You and I in this beautiful world ……..this is the song I would probably keep humming when in iif]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Suddenly the other day while reading documents at work I started missing IIFM…. (don’t be shocked people, I know its very unlikely of me).</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman"><span> </span>The events celebrated here, the fights (lets make this sound subtle) errr…..misunderstandings I had here………the late night talks……….the bonfires…….litti chokha chicken parties…………sipping coffee sitting in front of the library stairs with an Agatha Christie in hand( rereading it)……..the evening and after dinner walks…..the badminton court…….the GBM’s </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">, lukkhagiri in the canteen……………watching the sunset from the hostel terrace……………..working late nights on the group assignments at different places………..in the lawn……in library…….in the computer centre……….in the girl’s hostel lobbies……………gossiping with Shreshtha and Neha…….barging into their rooms anytime of the day </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> being on IP late nights and early morning during the exams and irritating all </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> (man am good at this)…………working at the eleventh hour of submission….stretching the rules to the maximum extent possible……..graduating into nocturnal creatures………………..</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">I could just go on and on with the list…………..</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">I can feel it all the more since I have only 3 more months left to be spent here………I guess at the end of the course I wont be able stop myself from saying as Kalps always does </font></span></p>
<p><strong><em><span><font face="Times New Roman">“I love IIFM though I hate the people around” </font></span></em></strong><strong><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span></span></strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tryst with Gujarat.........]]></title>
<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/09/27/tryst-with-gujarat/</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 15:16:39 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pranita</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[From OT’s nowhere to OT’s everywhere: excerpt by Neha Pahuja (nehapahuja.wordpress.com)… I wan]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">From OT’s nowhere to OT’s everywhere: excerpt by Neha Pahuja (nehapahuja.wordpress.com)… I want to ensure that there is no plagiarism here…..after all the grilling that I had from my OT-I evaluators…..not even in the blog about my OT-II </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">This all started with the inception of an idea of having “diversity” in my resume…which would eventually give me more choice when it comes to placement………but NO…….no MF or banks for me…….. </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Chose vimo sewa…..as of now its just the orientation and my understanding of the project…field work is to be followed in the later part……..</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Vimo has a Gandhian philosophy to follow…where people religiously follow it (though they behave hypocritically as and when the situation arises)….</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Everyday the schedule follows a half an hour prayer in the morning at the start of office hours which includes YOGA sessions on Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays……</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The most interesting (very inconvenient and highly irritating for me) is that the organisation has a dress code………..SALWAR KAMEEZ …..only cotton or khadi………….and not to forget…. No sleeveless allowed </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">….that calls me for a added expense since I don’t have much of salwar kameezes </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The city is all good trying to compete itself as being like other cosmopolitans……..</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">But lots of places to eat…to shop….to roam………..</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Hope these 2 months……. I have a blast in Gujarat </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Kerala nostalgia .........]]></title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 15:15:04 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[This post was supposed to be written when I was just back from my field trip….but was not a “blo]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">This post was supposed to be written when I was just back from my field trip….but was not a “blogger” then…….but as they say <strong><em>Never too late to mend</em></strong> </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> so here goes the story…….</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">This post is dedicated to all the sweet memories about my Kerala trip which I would want to cherish all my life and most importantly all my team members – Amit, Ravi, Srey, Priyanshika - <span> </span>who accompanied me in the trip…bore my tantrums ….my cribbing…….and yet took utmost care of me……. (Srey - One of them being my diehard blog fan</font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">)</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Planning of tickets: 2 South bound teams….5 members to Karnataka and rest 5 to Kerala. People apparently wanted to plan the journey together(my diehard blog fan had started liking the female in the Karnataka team then </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">), but I refused </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> Doing so would mean leaving right on the day the end terms of the 2<sup>nd</sup> term ended and also that would mean loss of an entire day of being with someone in the campus before we part away for 40 long days!!!!</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">But the others were adamant about it and I had almost taken a stand that I wont go with the team but will take a flight instead and reach the same day to Trivandrum as the others would…..but then I somehow did budge and did go with the team…. (thinking on a positive note that I would be able to meet mom and dad for like 5 mins at Kalyan Station in Mumbai when the train changes its track </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> )</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Tickets were booked on the Mangala express which took the Konkan railway route and all were so excited for all the stupid and scary tunnels that the route would have…….kisise bahut gaaliya padi thi….and comments too that I don’t have convincing power and how the hell can I be a good manager??</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">I remember packing my bags in just 15 mins as that was the only time I had after I gave the stupid FO exam…..jisme likhne layak kuch aa bhi nah raha tha </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The most freaking point in these planning was the availability of tickets…since the institute was to reimburse tickets of sleeper class only all decided to book them even if the waiting lists were reaching the sky (need to mention this because 3 AC tickets were available the day we booked the tickets) </font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">But then finally………the escapade to south commenced with tickets in hand bearing WL 125 &#38; on upto 10 members ………………….. (FREAKY!!!!!!!)</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Reached station….as usual just 20 minutes before the train’s departure time (with srey in your team I was fortunate enough not to miss the train as he is the one who goes for a bath when the auto taking you to the terminus arrives at the institute) only to learn that train was delayed by an hour and half (SREY ko sabse jeevandaan mil gaya </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman"> )</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Almost everyone who were in the institute and who had their travel plans in the following day had come to see us off……</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The WL had come to 55… (Sigh of relief, eh??)</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The train was finally there….with everyone occupying their seats…off to sleep already and no room for us wait listers. We got into any coach that came in front of where we waited for the train………and I was very angry (just angry would be an understatement here). This episode can be very well explained by ravi who was with me to Kerala…so leave it here hoping that he will complete it in the comments that he writes for the post </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">And there we were, wandering in all the coaches to find us a place to rest our asses…..and finally success……we managed to find a place outside the trains LOOS !!!! (me freaking out again)</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">That night somehow passed and next day after some of the train’s population got down in Konkan the corrupt TC made arrangements for our tickets. The Karnataka team got down at Karvar the next night of our journey, after 24 hours. And the rest compensated for the sleep we lost onto sitting outside the train LOOS…….</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Reached Cochin on Sunday morning….and we were warmly greeted by sunil’s dad…..our very comfortable journey in the car he had specially rented for us……at his home which is very very beautiful…still feel like going and staying there whenever I get a chance to </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">…….sunil’s mom and very pious looking grandfather…….</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">That day we spent at sunil’s home will never be forgotten ever…….aunty ke haath ka khana…..uncle’s warm homely gesture and the pious and pure aura at sunil’s place…………..wish I owned a home that beautiful.</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">From Trivandrum to punaloor:</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The following day we were to report the CCF in Trivandrum and we boarded a shuttle bound to Trivandrum at 5 in the morning (again a loss of much wanted sleep). On reaching Trivandrum we were asked to stay in the guest house for some time and leave for punaloor – our first destination scheduled as per field trip itinerary. We were to go by State Transport bus (me freaking out again). Reached the bus stop and was nauseating there itself. Just the mere thought of taking up a 3-4 hr journey in a state transport bus made me pass out </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">. Srey then called up the CCF informing him that one of the members wasn’t feeling well and the man graciously sent us the FD vehicle. That was some saving grace….but the entire road journey was spent me PUKING at very interval……….(yucks………..and that made ravi, amit and pixy believe that main naatak nah kar rahi thi….but that I really cannot stand public transport)</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Reached punaloor…our bookings were made in a lodge……(too cheap a version to be called as a hotel so am rightly mentioning LODGE)</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Talked in the night to TSM and off to sleep. Meeting scheduled next day with the DFO, punaloor. </font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">At punaloor: Reached late to the DFO’s office …….were thinking of reason to be given to the DFO for reaching late…Ravi mastermind: “there was no water in the lodge so it took us time to get ready and reach the office.” The DFO actually bought this reason and apologised that we were at inconvenience. He explained as to how the FD guesthouse was 12 kms away from the office and how it would have been time consuming if we were to commute from their to office everyday for almost a week. The itinerary was chalked out and we were treated with a grand lunch by the DFO followed by dessert – ICECREAM</font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Athirapally waterfalls – the Indian Niagara falls, very huge and very beautiful </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Timber depots – many of them……learnt measuring the girth, the bole, the dbh and all, the classification of timber according to quality (wish had done this prior to appearing for FMN exam…grades hopefully wouldn’t have been that bad then)</font></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Some place where we were taken for a boat ride…..lost my cell there…us gham me I did not go onboard to enjoy the cruise……..only to learn in the end that had left it in the FD vehicle </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">At konni: the most interesting experience…the DFO had no clue that we were arriving and so no arrangements being made for our accommodation. Konni was basically a small town but the RO to whom we reported during our stay there called it “Cosmopolitan konni”…….a place nowhere to roam about and no good places to eat…we eventually landed up in a decent place to stay and a eating joint - <span> </span>Pixy’s favourite restaurant “Guravayurappan” and more than that the smiling waiter there. Pixy then developed some kind of allergy and needed to be taken to a hospital..when enquired about one in konni there was none…even the local physicians were not available and then we were derouting to Patnamthitta about 12 kms away from konni – how badly we all wanted pixy to get admitted in the hospital </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">, because patnamthitta was the extreme of what we had at konni………all big shops….eateries everything…so we really wished if pixy could get admitted and we get to visit the place everyday…but unfortunately NO…she was all fine </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>L</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The next 2 days when we were to move to next place, a transport strike was called in…..so we were stucked up in the stupid place for 2 more days………</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">At kodanad: sheer Bliss staying right next to the mighty Periyar River…experiencing and enjoying every mood of the river……in the morning till the evening and through the night, all the beautiful sunsets and the humorous sunrises that we witnessed while being there, visit to a beautiful church by boat…..making magi at the guest house………</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">At kottayam: the most decent place till all the ones visited till date, great lunch on arrival…….many good places visited and above all…being in a city after a long time</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">At Periyar: all antic and woodcraft shopping…….for TSM……how one particular painting took so long in being made that it almost became a farewell gift than being placement gift (as it was meant to be)</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Back to Cochin: desperation to get back to Bhopal now </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span></p>
<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">Only me and pixy came back early (for obvious reasons) and the rest three people planned further to kanyakumari with shweta and kalpana from the Karnataka team (dont ask me how they managed to make this plan….but later on this evolved out to be a obvious reason too, right srey?? </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">)</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">The whole trip was really good and very exciting…………especially the forest treks where we got lost and all the times that I slipped and fell on ground during that trip….how tired I was walking heading nowhere and then sat at a place saying am not going any further </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">…….crossing a small bridge the later day in another forest when amit announced confidently that I will fall but he did instead….straight into the drench…….saying “meri haye bahut jaldi lagti hai </font></span><span style="font-family:Wingdings;"><span>J</span></span><span><font face="Times New Roman">”</font></span></p>
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<p style="text-align:justify;margin:0;" class="MsoNormal"><span><font face="Times New Roman">This was a trip I will want to tell stories about to all over and over again……….</font></span></p>
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<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/07/23/4th-term/</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 23 Jul 2007 14:28:46 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[the presentation week is finally over&#8230;..grades are to be out by this weekend (and mercury is r]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the presentation week is finally over.....grades are to be out by this weekend (and mercury is raising high on the thermometer !!!!!!!!)</p>
<p>and.......4th term is on its roll......an uncanny start though......was weary if the elective i wanted very badly would get floated......but it did!!!! 5 electives being floated this year...............breaking the record of 4 electives of the senior batch.........lectures going on till 6.30 in the evening.............</p>
<p>assignments piling up each day.....too many projects and many textbooks (am not implying that am studying but as "someone" says i still do continue issuing and reissuing books without even flipping a single page of it........)</p>
<p>dunno if the schedule i underwent during my OT is making me lazy.......but am not studying the way i shud be.....especially at this time when "everything" is at stake :(</p>
<p>i just hope i wake up really soon from my lazy world and start studying...........................</p>
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<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/07/07/ot-blues/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 07 Jul 2007 09:01:01 +0000</pubDate>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>its been a long time now since i wrote anything and before people start thinking this to be a dead blog i found the time to pen down what i am thinking.....</p>
<p>its that time in iifm when we are just back from OT 1 and the crucial time of presentations.the first day of the new academic session, we were summoned by a faculty and we shared our OT experiences with him...on my turn...."you received nothing in return of a cheap labour" was the response......a bell rung there that my two months of hardwork (delusional????) was a waste........</p>
<p>i do realise that i am no one extraordinary to have all praises from everyone, but this was the first sincere attempt i had made to be in the field for which i had come to iifm........but the remark totally shattered me and i am totally demoralised now.......</p>
<p>waiting for the day of my presentation now where i will be totally grilled............</p>
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<link>http://nehapahuja.wordpress.com/2007/04/21/ot-ot/</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 21 Apr 2007 06:29:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>nehapahuja</dc:creator>
<guid>http://nehapahuja.wordpress.com/2007/04/21/ot-ot/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[From OTs nowhere to OTs everywhere… From I take it to you take that… From speculations to realit]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>From OTs nowhere to OTs everywhere… From I take it to you take that… From speculations to reality… From fame game to Blame game…it has been a package.The month of April in IIFM, is what I am talking about. Well, much has been talked about the OTs that I really do not want to talk more about it. But I am thrilled about my project in Chennai and the excitement that others have shown from there respective OTs.</p>
<p>Let’s start with my story…I was not actually sure where and what kind of project I would like to do. Then, IFMR interview happened. All went good and I was through. Was excited… really was. At the same time I was free of that speculating game. Blessed I was I thought.Well, with that started my preparations. Chennai was supposed to be a new place for me. I was coming here all alone. Bit nervous… ya agreed I was.</p>
<p>14th of April was the D- day. Started with packing… lots of things intervened… finally boarded the train early morning. Could not sleep the previous night so slept as soon as I settled in the train. Newspaper, coffee, bla bla… but nothing did bother me. I slept slept and slept. Then around 2 I got up… a little later I asked the boy for lunch… Madam no lunch… time over was his reply. Ooohhhh…. Damn hungry I was… did not had breakfast as well. I rushed down at</p>
<p>Nagpur and got myself two alloo wada and two daal wada. I was so hungry that I did not realize how the first alloo wada tasted, just gulped it. Then the second one… man it was good!!!</p>
<p>Now I made sure that I ordered for dinner this time. But yuks… it was bad!!! Anyways had it and off to sleep again. I reached here the very next day. And then began my tryst with Chennai :)</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Examination Results....]]></title>
<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/03/14/examination-results/</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 Mar 2007 15:24:52 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pranita</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[the title itself doesnt sound so good aint it??????
i mean who on the earth would be so eager to hav]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>the title itself doesnt sound so good aint it??????</p>
<p>i mean who on the earth would be so eager to have their examination results? (am sorry if any of the intelligent and the confident masses happen to read this by mistake!!!)</p>
<p>two terms have passed in iifm, and i had almost lost hope that anything better would happen or the scene with my grades would change. i had made up a picture for myself about my life after iifm, with no good grades there wont be good placements and my whole life would go on...... slogging my ass out!!!</p>
<p>but shud i say now that miracles do happen???? or shud i just brag along saying  I AM BOUNCING BACK????????</p>
<p>i hope these good days continue......for a really really long time!!!!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[first day]]></title>
<link>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/03/06/first-day/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 06 Mar 2007 16:31:20 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>pranita</dc:creator>
<guid>http://pbhagat.wordpress.com/2007/03/06/first-day/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[1st march,2006, i still remember the day very clearly when i had walked into iifm for the first time]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>1st march,2006, i still remember the day very clearly when i had walked into iifm for the first time with my dad. it was the day when i was called for my gdpi!! with too much anxiety i stepped in here and i fell in love with the place, all i wanted then was to be here, and it was granted....</p>
<p>i know its a little too late wrting this almost after 8 months since am here,but this all came over me suddenly when the new batch is coming in for their gd's and pi's...thts when i remembered about my time!!!</p>
<p>this one year at iifm has taught me a lot and  will teach a lot too in the coming days...these are the days i will want to cherish all my life....</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Congo Calling]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2006/02/05/congo-calling-2/</link>
<pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 04:54:30 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2006/02/05/congo-calling-2/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Only 23 days are left of my stay here at IIFM Bhopal. And probably 30 days in India. While all my fr]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Only 23 days are left of my stay here at IIFM Bhopal. And probably 30 days in India. While all my friends are happy that they are going to spend some time with the family, I am feeling a bit low as I will get less than 10 days to spend with my family. But looking back, it gives a mixed feeling, when I joined the institute in 2004, there were a lot of dreams and uncertainties, today I feel lucky that I got what I was dreaming for.. its not exactly that, but that’s damn close to it. And uncertain, where  future will take me. It’s a proud feeling when you have offers pouring down to you and you are facing problem of plenty. But, you have to make a decision and I took a bold one. To go to a country, which name gives a very different feel altogether. Ya, I am going to Congo. The war prone country in Central Africa. I could have easily opted for a cozy job in one of the leading banks at Mumbai or Hyderabad. But, I could not resist Africa (or US dollars!!). I am trying to get hold of French (Congo is  francophone country), as I had a tough time there on my summers due to no knowledge of French.</p>
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<li>Life is a bit different right now after that decision. Some changes I could feel right now.</li>
<li>India seems to be more dear that it was earlier. I never knew I would miss India that much.</li>
<li>Indian movies… though I did not watch much in my last 2 years stay here at IIFM, Bhopal, but right now I am not letting any opportunity to see some good movies.</li>
<li>A regret that I could not see places around Bhopal and now I am leaving Bhopal. But really I loved this city. I’ll back to explore.</li>
<li>I feel scary thinking of a life where I have to search to get some good English books (what I could find were only French books.). My god.. how will I survive. Let’s see whether Amazon.com  has shipping facility there or not.</li>
<li>People are saying I would be a changed person in Africa.. I don’t believe them. An Ass will be An Ass anywhere.</li>
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<p><strong><font color="#a94a76">Going  to miss a lot my friends .. and student life.. </font></strong></p>
<p>Technorati: <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/africa">Africa </a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Gabon">Gabon </a> <a href="http://technorati.com/tag/IIFM">IIFM </a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Superb South India]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2005/01/03/superb-south-india/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:35:14 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2005/01/03/superb-south-india/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Our one month fieldwork is coming to an end. But what a great month it was, though the killer tsunam]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Our one month fieldwork is coming to an end. But what a great month it was, though the killer tsunami wave made us cry for the departed soul and affected people. We were fortunate enough to be allright as that day, we were supposed to be at Kanyakumari, but our Guide/ Reporting officer (Conservator of Forest, Vellore) could not arrage the visit due to some administrative problems.<br />
Right from learning eating manners to interacting with tribal people, it was great experience. We got a taste of cultural difference in one of the restaurants, where we were taking our lunch. We ordered our lunch and as per thier routine, they spread banana leaves in front of everyone. We were waiting for the food to be served. Our waiter, an old man, who knew only Tamil, started shouting at one of our friends, we were astonished at what we have done that caused that old man to be angry (actually by the pitch and tone of his voice we guessed that he was upset with something), then called one of the staffs of the restaurant and he told us that first we have to put water on the banana leaves and wash it with hands,and we had not done that. That lesson we never forgot.<br />
The amazing part of our stay, was interacting with waiters and local ppl, we were never sure what we will get in our lunch and we ordered something else and it was completely different, what was served.<br />
Being on official fieldwork, one or two forest department officials were always with us whenever we visited anywhere. Though they tried hard to answere our questions/queries but, often failed. So we were depending heavily on our observations.<br />
Luckily, we met five students from Chennai, pursuing Masters in Social Work and doing almost the same study we were doing. They proved to be of great help. Though, we could get then only in the last part of our stay. It also give us unique opportunity to interact freely about several topics related or not related with our study/course and they eagerly satisfied our queries. Thanks to them. wait... i am forgeting the three lovely girls, who were part of the group. They were really very cooperative and intelligent, no offence intended to boy..<br />
If I get an opportunity to visit South again, I will really feel myself lucky.<br />
Thanks IIFM.. For giving us opportunity to visit South India.<br />
Thanks South India For <strong>Rasam, Sambhar, Uttapam, Dosai ,</strong> <strong>Coffee, Sri rangam temple, Rockfort, Yallneer and for wonderful hospitality ......</strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Tales from Tamilnadu]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/12/07/110249201080074520/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:35:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/12/07/110249201080074520/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Vellore, is the place, where we (me, Pushkar, Ruchi and Jyoti) are right now, thanks to the IIFM fie]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vellore, is the place, where we (me, Pushkar, Ruchi and Jyoti) are right now, thanks to the IIFM fieldwork. Contrary to our all expectations, the journey was nice and hospitality given by the Tamilnadu Forest department is excellent, the only sad thing t, i lost my jacket (the recent gift by my mother, a  cool Levi's Red Tab) in the train (I thought such kind of incident happen only in my state or neighboring states).<br />
The language, is a major problem for us, most of the people are not at all comfortable with English and we do not know even  A,B,C .. of Tamil. So giving order in the restaurant, interacting with taxi drivers, talking to forest department officials, is quite a task.<br />
But we are enjoying our stay....</p>
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<title><![CDATA[IIFM - The winners, AIMA-INFOSYS Business Games]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/10/22/iifm-the-winners-aima-infosys-business-games/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:35:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/10/22/iifm-the-winners-aima-infosys-business-games/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Hurrryyy&#8230; We have won the AIMA-Infosys Business Simulation Games Competition. Congrats to Ajit]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hurrryyy... We have won the AIMA-Infosys Business Simulation Games Competition. Congrats to Ajit, Nirmalya, Govind and Jagdish..</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Black Friday]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/09/10/black-friday/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:35:02 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/09/10/black-friday/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[We have got 20 days break from examination, ya, this is the common schedule here at IIFM, you are fi]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We have got 20 days break from examination, ya, this is the common schedule here at IIFM, you are finishing your last question of last paper of the exam and in the examination hall itself you get a class schedule of next term. Come out from the exam and find that you have next examinatoin just 20 days away. So all the plans to have a blast after exams are now chimerical plans.</p>
<p>The last day of the examination was a nightmare, it was a Black Friday. The worst exam i have ever given in my life. Though i am not very studious type, but i hope to do well in most of the exams (my friends dont believe that i am not studious!!). The Communication Method paper was a *#$%^&#38;* ly tough.</p>
<p>And then in the afternoon session of exam, i got a paper which was as easy as falling in love, but i channelise all my resources to put my worst efforts in the paper, i did a blunder solving the question that i taught to most of my friends. I think I need to i need some lucky stones to revive my dead luck.</p>
<p>By the way, the memories of the nightmare are still haunting me, but now i am more focussed, at least for the time being.</p>
<p>Currently Reading -- The Tao of Physics,<br />
Listening - Melodies on <a href="http://www.raaga.com">www.raaga.com</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Its Party Time!]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/08/its-party-time/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:34:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/08/its-party-time/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Today, we are going to have a gala party from the PFM cell. This is the official welcome party from ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today, we are going to have a gala party from the PFM cell. This is the official welcome party from the IIFM to the new batch, and this will be our second party within three weeks and next week our batch is going to throw a party to the seniors "The Thanksgiving Party".</p>
<p>I am going to finish the book - <strong>A bend in the road</strong> - By <em>Nicholash Sparks</em>, and then have a look at the <strong>Statistics for Management (Levin &#38; Rubin).</strong></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Assignments and Projects]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/14/assignments-and-projects/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:34:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/14/assignments-and-projects/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Life cannot be worse than this. Seven assignments and two project to be submitted within less than t]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Life cannot be worse than this. Seven assignments and two project to be submitted within less than two weeks. Making life more painful is the preparation for the Independence Day celebration and the responsibility for the several club activities .End term has also started playing its role in terrifying us, yes, only 20 more days to go. I have never realized that "Internet" can be so deadly. 8 pm in the night listening a classical number from the Richard Marx, opened my inst. email id, and there was a shock waiting for me. 2 assignments waiting for me. Some great words (****!! damn it, &#38;*@@$%^*) came out from the mouth and whole mood ruined.<br />
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Now think about this. How deadly are four letter words Girl, Love, ***k, hell, debt and list is very long Now think about these three letter words Boy, God, Dog(what a wonderful animal), Sun, Men etc. --------------- ----------</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Lara - the best]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/27/lara-the-best/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:34:59 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/27/lara-the-best/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Brian Charles Lara- In my opinion probably the world&#8217;s best batsman. Yeah, I know you might di]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Brian Charles Lara- In my opinion probably the world's best batsman. Yeah, I know you might differ, but Lara is the best in my book. I do admire Sachin, Gavaskar, Ponting, Dravid... , but when Lara is in full flow, he is divine. No body, no body is near him. The immaculate square cuts, the breathtaking square drives and magical full swing of the bat, everything is treat for the eyes.<br />
There have been some bad patches in his career, when he was not doing good, but to still he manages 51+ runs average in test cricket. I am not going to talk about the 400* and 375, as many people may say that the scores were not against the best bowling attack. But I cannot remember any name, which have done anything near that in the more than 100 years old history of Cricket. The only thing against him is that he is not consistent, but if you would examine his style of batting, you can find the reason. He is aggression personified, but his team is in such a bad shape that he has to curb his natural game.<br />
There are very few batsman who can win a test match on his own even save a test match on his own, but he is the man who can make your all the prediction wrong. I can vividly remember the Sri Lanka-WI test series. Before the start of the series, everyone has started putting question mark on Lara’s future. His average had gone below 50, everybody was sure that Murlitharan, with his sharp turning off breaks (leg breaks for Lara) is going to give Lara the nightmares. And Lara before going into the series openly announced that he was aiming to take his average once again into the more than 50 bracket.<br />
What happened in that series, as predicted, WI lost the series 2-0 (I hope my memory is not very bad.) but Lara proved to the world, that there is nothing which can put him under control. He made three tons in the series including one double ton.  He was scoring at such a rate that the Great Viv, criticized him for playing too fast.<br />
But, the recent series with England, there were criticism for all the quarters for his captaincy, including from the legendry Viv Richards. I think this is not fair. WI team has reached its nadir, and one person cannot change its status. The team’s performance has been pathetic from the last 5 years. The reason, dearth of quality players who can perform with consistency. This very fact has its bearing on Lara’s batting, too. He is always in the dilemma, whether to play his natural game or play defensive game, though he has been performing individually, but his team has failed time and again. And sooner or later, it is going to have its impact on Lara’s batting. If this happens, it would be a loss for all the cricket lovers, we have already lost Sachin’s aggression and with Lara getting into the same mode, we would be devoid of great cricketing pleasure, when batsmen like Sachin or Lara start playing the game in a mode, they don’t enjoy.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[The courage to stand alone.]]></title>
<link>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/05/the-courage-to-stand-alone/</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2005 12:34:58 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Santosh Singh</dc:creator>
<guid>http://santosh.wordpress.com/2004/08/05/the-courage-to-stand-alone/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Well, so I am finished with my midterm exams and now I have time to do things which I were planning ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well, so I am finished with my midterm exams and now I have time to do things which I were planning or had planned. But, the real crux is what to do first, go for a movie or finish the three novels I have left after 200 or100 pages. Or should I just sleep in my room to compensate for all missed hours in order get B+ or A in the exams.<br />
Finally I decided that I should finish the novels. I have always preferred the books to anything else, because they make you more imaginative and creative. When I read a book, I am free to create my own world, I can visualize the character with the features I like, and one is sensitive enough he can experience all the emotions with the characters, you relate with them you empathize with them and these are the things you cannot experience with movies, you have limitations, its the director's vision, his way of portrayal of emotions, which you witness.<br />
Many of my friends don't agree with me, but who cares. Ultimately, it’s your life and it’s your decision. And I have always had the courage to stand alone, though not always successful. Family/Groups/friends/relatives, every one gives you a feeling of security and when you become sure about anything, you loose the real charm of life. Uncertainty and insecurity have always fascinated me.<br />
Actually, I love uncertainty it gives me a high.</p>
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