I am back in my original blog...

Friday, November 6, 2009

I am back in my original blog....

http://asitdhal.blogspot.com/ 

See you there

now I am an Oracle Certified Associate

Sunday, September 13, 2009

I was going through a bad time. I am really sorry for my last disgusting post.  Now I am slowly recovering.

At last, I appeared in the Pl/SQL exam. I got 58/66. Now I am an Oracle Certified Associate.

Yesterday I called the prometric center to prepone my exam. They refused to listen me. Even they warned me that I might loose the entire exam if I extend anymore. But they allowed me an extra 10 hours. My exam shifted from morning 9 am to evening 7 pm. I covered only few chapters, mugged up some teeny-weeny points and finally I appeared and became an oracle certified associate.

After waiting for nearly 4 months, TCS has sent an assurance mail that they will call us by the end of Sept 09. Ohhhh after so long, my monotonous life is going to end.So I have canceled my Bangalore trip.

Now I have nearly a month ahead and nothing to do. I have decided to design a facebook application in PHP, specially for blogging . Let's see I am going to complete this upto what extent. Friends please wise me best of luck so that I can make this stuff.

introvert to misanthrope

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

I was an introvert. I never liked talking to strangers, sharing secrets with others, etc. I always enjoyed being alone.

Now I am slowly turning to a misanthrope. Slowly, but surely, a  strong aversion towards others is developing and dominating inside me. My inner thought is whining against everyone who comes to me, who wants to talk to me.

I am really paranoid about others. I want to kill everyone, hang them in front of my house so that no one will dare to come to me. The devil inside me is wreaking me and killing my moral values. 
 

tecahers' day....

Friday, September 4, 2009

Yesterday was Teachers' Day. I knew this from Neha's Blog. This is not my fault, no one told me ab this. I am already 22+ and no more respect teachers like school kids or ancient disciples. For me, teachers are a group of professional who read once, deliver many times and get money many times. It's like an ever green business in which you have to invest only once.

In school, we used to celebrate teachers' day. Actually, we never do anything, Teachers do everything, starting from arrangement for food packets to setting up microphone, podium, etc. We used to have debate competition in this day. Once I had participated in such kind of competitions and forgot everything I had mugged up as soon as I reached the podium. Hence, the next day I was knelled down for 1 hour for poor performance.

Then in +2, teachers day was like another ordinary day to bunk classes. Only the front benchers gift pens, cards and diaries to them. In +2, he hate teachers becoz most of them taught us only one chapter through out the year.

In engineering, teachers' day was like another day to party. We needed to party, so we invented the reason. In our section, we had a group of boys who always sit behind the girls. They were responsible for everything. The day before, they used to send us sms to bring Rs. 50/- for teachers' day celebration. On that day, first we avoid them, then we give money with a lot of hesitation and they take with sheer ecstasy.
They invite the lab assistants, lectures, professors and HOD. But we were never invited. We had to attend the ceremony voluntarily so that we get the minimum "return on investment". The poor teachers were made to speak before us. They were served coal drinks and snacks.

But now my study life is over. I may not get a chance to even celebrate this great day again.

once a tudent...now a job seeker

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Yesterday, we had our OMI evaluation. After a long time, I went to college. The college has drastically changed. New faces were poking out before me. The campus has changed a lot, the infrastructure has drastically improved.

Everybody was loitering inside the campus. Boys and girls were strolling with each others' hands together. Everybody was busy in their own way. I was busy feeling nostalgic.

Six months back I was one of them. I enjoyed a lot in my engineering life, worked hard to gain technical skill, made a lot of caring friends, hated a lot of peoples, bunked classes, got binary marks, goofed up vivas and sucked cigarette butts. 4 years passed like 4 days. Unlike most of my friends, I was recruited in a bad company and the recession snatched away the chance of getting a good job. Now I am still depending upon my parents for money and shelter.