Its time!

This time seemed to be so so far away! I never thought that the moment will finally arrive. It has!

I have got my first job interview on December 1st. I am not nervous but I don’t know how I feel. I did not think that I will get an interview so soon. I have not even prepared yet, and if I somehow do get a job offer I am not even sure that I will be able to join but then again all kept aside, its my first job interview and I have some of that excitement. I am not getting too jumpy because I fear of disappointment.  It is for Capital One. Let’s see how it goes.

Adios!

finint!

I wonder what is the actual capital to the volume traded in the market by the banks because I have a feeling that there is not enough liquidity in the market. And that may be the reason for the crisis in the American  markets and all the firing going on.

I am curious as to what really happened in that subprime mortgage crisis.

Also, can someone please suggest me how to best answer interview questions like :

• Tell me about yourself ?
• What are your weaknesses ?
• Why should we hire you ?
• And others like such

It will be of real help. I know the answers but just want to know how to structure the answers and also, what good weaknesses to put forward because as far as I am concerned, all the weaknesses that I have are bad ones and I should really not tell the interviewer about it.

Kafka’s Metamorphosis!

Now I know why, it is so talked about. I liked it. More so, I was intrigued.

Why’s and when’s and what’s will be discussed later.

In the meanwhile, if someone wishes to enlighten me about the literary devices used and the concept of symbolism , they are so much welcome to drop in the educational or not so educational comments .

Its Eric Bana again!

I have fallen for him all over again ………………..thud !

Just saw his movie “Lucky You”. Nothing very great. I mean it is not some masterpiece or something but he just killed me ( This “killed me” reminds of “The Catcher in the Rye” and how this phrase was used so often) . He is THE MAN! I mean I just love him. So good looking and his eyes seem to say that he is very sensitive too. Whooa…I better control. A month ago it was Kunal Kapoor and now it’s him again. The rate at which I fall for and then forget these movie men must be some kind of a record in itself.

But Bana rules them all and he always will. Ever since I saw Troy and Munich, well, I am hopeless

But then again , I am hopeless anyway. All it needs is just 1 week just a week and I am not ready to do even that and take 6 months instead. I am truly and deeply hopeless and pathetic and unfit.

Oh but Eric Bana is GOD!

The Catcher in the Rye!

Marvelous book!

The best parts:

1. Colloquial Language

2. Discussing things far modern for the time when the novel was written

3. Brilliant understanding of the psyche of a teenager

4. The positioning of the characters in a triangle with childhood( implying innocence) and adulthood( implying phoniness) and teenage ( as the confusion to choose between the two paths) as the vertices of the triangle

5. Lack of conceit and narcissism in the narrator

6. The pessimism and the dreaminess, the lectures

I just loved the book. I wonder how it escaped from me for so long. I just made my night !

thght!

I think Bollywood musicians should bring more variety in the instruments that they use for playing the music.

That’s all. It has become extremely boring to be listening to the same types of songs all the time. Every new song is just a mild variation of some old song.

Where are you my winter?

In one of the earliest posts on this blog I expressed my deep love for winter and how I had once glimpsed heaven when I was caught in a snowfall. It was breathtaking. It felt just like this  “…..agar duniya mein kahin jannat hai to yahin hai, yahin hai ……”

It is 20th of November today and still there is no trace of cold anywhere here or elsewhere, except the hilly areas. I remember how in winters november used to be sooo cold, and there was fog all around and we used to guess the vehicle behind every headlight that came in the way of the school rickshaw… the days!

I miss that winter. I want that winter. I want to get chilled to the spine. I want to be in that heaven of snow again! Damn you global warming….! You have stolen some of the best moments.

come again and make me cold !

jlt: just like that

Oh I hate my confused self. At one moment it is determined to do things that are so coldly practical and at other it just dies for the poetic and idyllic kind of world. I am just so so so torn between the extremely practical and the extremely romantic. In life, I lie more in the romantic range, not caring for what benefits me and what not, working on the whims and fancies but i guess this way has not worked for me. The problem is that neither there is the 100% romantic abandon nor there is the 100% concern. This is what I have to resolve: whether I care or not? At time I care like hell, at others I am as unruffled as a rock. This is the biggest deterrent in my life path. I am right now stuck at a hurdle and can’t decide which way to take from there ( not that much is in my hands to decide. I know the immediate course of action but can’t see past the next step.)

As of now , I don’t know why there is a certain calm over me, certain numbness, certain disillusionment. There are terrible times to come but they don’t scare me. I am genuinely happy despite everything. I guess its the visit to home that has had this effect.

well…

Monalisa

What is it about Monalisa ? I mean the painting is good but so are many others. I must confess that I have not paid great attention to detail but still there is nothing that I find so strikingly outstanding. There is the mysterious smile off course but is that it? I would love some art student or teacher to explain that to me.

Perhaps it is the way her gaze meets the eye of the viewer in an enigmatic way. Well, there is the wikipedia way to go about understanding it http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mona_Lisa

Although , it has something for sure: comprehensible or not is another matter.

Cricket and Sachin!

I just re-realized that how much I love cricket and that too when Team India is playing. Specially, the yesterday’s match and the one before were specially exhilarating. The Indian team is playing their best right now and it has reflected well in their series win over Pakistan on the home grounds after 23 years or so.

Cricket does something , it invokes a feeling which is inexplicable but let me try to explain it here. It feels as if through the players and your home team you are living your dream- to be going out there and thrashing the hell out of the other team, asserting your supremacy, being the big daddy of the game and more importantly, feel a togetherness. That is what it does. It binds all of us Indians with a single emotion. It gives us a platform to beat and enjoy. Every 4, every 6 is a celebration and every wicket is a mourning signal.  No wonder Cricket enjoys such a status in this country.

And what post about Indian Cricket can go without the mention of the master blaster “Sachin R Tendulkar”? None! He is an amazing player. Off course, I don’t need to say that. It has been evinced over and over again but just to restate the known, the man plays with such flair and flamboyance as if he is creating a piece of art. And, so he does. The way he so naturally plays the most difficult of shots with such remarkable ease is outstanding. I know I have not got the words that would describe the magic of this little master but this attempt itself describes how mesmerized I was yesterday seeing him play! All I could say was a plain “WOW!!!!”

Here’s for the eyes:

 

The Man Himself in Action

I bow to thee and thy talent and show of great soprts and sportsmanship