Never new.. Never improved

Should've known I never can be new... can never improve...

What's with the R.o.H.i.T.... , it's not awesome anymore... If anything, you're just rohit and learn to live that way...

My tryst with Interviews.......

Call it luck, call it fortune or call it the way I like it to be called "Confidence Wins it all!!". The truth is, I've nevaa failed an interview.... Every interview I've attended till date has had a 100% success rate. I guess, all my negativity finally pays of somehow!!
I've heard ppl talk about interview fevers and the HR's who take my interviews, often asking me to calm down and then I tell them I'm going to get the job anyways and why I am not tense. Its gone so so not so sublime....
Anyways.. I love praising myself!!!

My First Interview
My age-->18
When-->I don't remember... It was sometime between Sep and Dec 05'
Where-->Mahboobnagar Polytechnic College, Mahboobnagar.
Company-->Lokesh Machine Tools
Number of contenders-->200+
Number of Selected fellas--->Don't know. It was an off-campus selection. The only one our college asked us to go and attend!! :P

I wasn't interested in this job. I was already a computer savvy fella and I was not interested in hydraulics and PLC's. I passed the exam and cracked the interview that same day. Offer Letter came through and my stipend was Rs. 2,800. I never replied to their offer letter.


My Second Interview
My age-->19
When--> 26th July 06'.
Where-->Begumpet, Hyd.
Company--> E2E SerWizSol.. a Tata Subsidiary.
Number of contenders-->close to 30
Number of Selected fellas--->8.

I must agree I was a little hasty and a little tense. My first interview and my first job after all. The selection process took over 7 hours and I returned home with the offer letter. Was offered a salary package of Rs. 90,000 per annum. It was big money for me and I was elated.
Tenure : Worked for 8 months and left the organisation for dedicating 3 months of time for my IETE. I was still a student within myself and I wanted that 3 month summer holiday time :P.


My Third Interview
My age-->20
When-->Not sure. It was somewhere between April and May. Or may be even the first few days of June.!! :P
Where--> Splendid Towers, Begumpet, Hyd.
Company--> Brigade
Number of contenders--> 42
Number of Selected fellas---> 2 ;-)

Cracked the technical round with a 100 percent score and also so called aptitude round. Convinced those folks that I was good at anything that would have a PC with internet connection. One of them, told me I was insane. Sang a song from Fanaa cos it was up for release soon-- It was a part of the interview!! I then thought, this HR fella is insane. Interview was a cake walk.
Was offered a salary package of 1,20,000 per annum. The package was VERY BIG, I thought, but he insisted on a bond. I did not sign it and denied the offer letter.


My Fourth Interview
My age-->20
When--> 25 July 07'
Where--> Paradise and Gachibowli, Hyd.
Company--> "Wipro Technologies" was what I was interviewed for. Later found that it was "Wipro BPO". (Looks like the consultancy still wasn't outta the April Fool fever!!:D)
Number of contenders--> Not sure. I went through a consultancy.
Number of Selected fellas---> No clue. There were 12 in the room I was offered the offer letter.

I was super interested in Wipro technologies, the very word of "technologies" made me bubble up with energy. Rushed to the call of the consultancy. Was interviewed with some pretty hi-fi stuff. Passed it. Passed the one to one interview round and the technical assessment and the HTML test with ease. I was asked to go to Gachibowli to collect the offer letter. Went there, the next day, only to find myself bubbling with ANGER, this time. Anger, because the offer letter given to me was for Wipro BPO and not for Wipro Technologies. They promised they'd move me into Technologies, but something told me that wouldn't happen. Took the offer letter. Told them I would think and get back. Never did. These guys pay like Greedy fellas. They offered me less than my first company. Anyways, here's the package they offered me.
It was Rs.97,600 per annum, with some incentives and something else, one could earn a maximum of Rs.151611 Per annum. I wasn't interested and cared less about it.


My Fifth Interview
My age-->20
When-->4 Aug 07'
Where-->Sanathnagar, Hyd
Company--> ELICO Electricals and Electronics.
Number of contenders--> MANY!!
Number of Selected fellas---> atleast a dozen

I wasn't interested in this one, but ma and pa insisted I give it a try because it is related to what I've studied. I gave it a go and I had to write an assessment, which was more like writing an exam. It was tough, sick and exhausting. I cleared it with 87% and was then taken to a room with an Oscilloscope. An elderly man, with 2mm thick spectacles asked me to generate and describe different waves. I did so and also showed him what we used to call as "laser show" at college. He wasn't impressed with the laser show. He sniffed a gust of air from his shapeless nose and I thought I was out. I was then taken to a better looking room. By what it looked, I concluded that this was a conference room. I looked around for any electronic device I would have to demonstrate and lucky enough, there were none. Three sharp looking men walked into the room and then came the most beautiful HR I'd ever seen. She had some kind of a charm in her eyes. Erm, coming back to the topic here, this angelic looking lady passed on a scribbling pad and a pen. Then started the real thingy...the three men started raining questions at me. A stranger looking into the room from the glass door would have surely noticed transistors, semi-conductors, valves, circuits hovering above my head. I answered, I drew, I demonstrated and finally the lady asked me some prett day to day stuff. I answered em' and was shown the door. Went back home and got the offer letter after a week. I didn't care to reply to their mail.
Was offered 1.5 lacs per annum.

My Sixth Interview
My age-->20
When-->20 Aug 07'
Where--> Hitec City, Hyd.
Company--> C3i Support Services Pvt. Ltd.
Number of contenders--> 8
Number of Selected fellas--->1

This was by pure chance. I went to attend an interview for a company called SEEC and the HR wasn't present. I was asked to come another day. Having come a long way, I decided that I give a try at C3i. I reached C3i at 12:30pm and was told that interviews begin at 4 in the eve. I waited and finally was interviewed. She spoke in a very neat tone and was very pleasing to speak with. She started off by giving me a glimpse of the company. Took me to the cafeteria and we ate sandwiches. I was already starting to love this place. She showed me the way to the interrogation chamber!! loll... The Interview room and then 2 guys came along and asked me random questions, techie and non techie. I was asked all about the internet, what I do, what I intend to do and tested my skills with HTML, Internet, and stuff.
This went on for a long time and then the same lady interviewd me with some analytical brainstorming questions. I answered em' all and then, was told that I was the only one selected outta 8 others. She asked me if I was ready to join immediately. I gave an emphatic YES!!. Stayed back till 11:30 am, played around with the laptops and then, she spoke to the transport dept. and arranged a cab for me. I still am working with the same company.
I was offered a salary package of 1.8 lacs per annum initially and then it rose to 2.5 lacs p.a in three months and then to 3 lacs p.a within my 8 month tenure.

Will update the next interview, my most recent one, within the same organization, SOON.
Aaaooo tryst kahein :D.....Aaao twist karein..... :P

A Lunatic's Metamorphosis

METAMORPHOSIS seems like such a heavy word. Sure does sound heavy and complicated to me.
My brother and his friends use this word all the time. Thanks to a cartoon show called "Pokemon" --(Pocket Monster).
I was so intrigued by this show that I started following it closely. Very closely, rather!
Definition of METAMORPHOSIS--> a striking alteration in appearance, character, or circumstances ---(courtesy-> merriam-webster.com).


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There was a fair, intelligent, chubby guy who was always upto some prank. I would personally relate him as liquid metal, Mercury. He was never stable(Not mentally!!). Mind running like a super computer, thinking of "what, how, when,who and why" all the time. Lets call him "Traitor boy".
He wondered if clouds are edible, imagined things about the sky and how it changes colour before and after 6am(6am , cos that was the time he would wake up from his super animated dreams).
Loved puppies, so much so that he would even risk getting a bite from an angry momma dog. He was this way; careless, happy go lucky, intelligent and lively. Best thing-- He was always this way. He had to stay in the school Crèche after school hours because his mom and pop, both worked.

Chapter I : The Crèche

He made good friends and others did bad things to Traitor boy, out of jealousy. One day, a girl scribbled his shirt with weird hieroglyphics. Another boy hit Traitor boy with a stone. He was also fed charcoal and sweet mixed together. Traitor boy had to eat this because the Bully was a senior and also the Crèche owner's son. Hurt because he was never subjected to such acts, traitor boy told this to his mother. That same evening, traitor boy's mom and maternal uncle went to the Crèche and made sure the caretaker and his son apologized. Traitor boy was happy go lucky kinds AGAIN. Traitor boy never liked staying in the Crèche after sunset. His ma and pa used to pick him up sometime round 7pm. He never liked this and so, he used to stick to the main gate; looking for family members so that he could persuade them into taking him home. He was almost always lucky. Someone would take him home and they loved it. One day, traitor boy's, then best friend told him that one has to be a king to marry a beautiful girl. Instantly, traitor boy decided that he would become the king. Such was his confidence and his arrogance.**Never mind the beautiful girl talk.. It was too early!!**. Traitor boy, fought with a group of people because a girl snatched away his biscuit and his best friend's lunch box. He was successful in the fight. He tore a guy's shirt and he managed to break the girl's "First in Class" badge. He became a bully, who studied well. One interesting thing traitor boy learnt during his stay in the crèche was that, monkeys don't walk using their tails. He somehow had the impression that monkeys walk on 5 limbs including the tail. One bad thing traitor boy learnt during his stay in the crèche was to sleep with the index finger in his mouth.

Excerpt of the Chapter--->Hail the Traitor boy!!

Chapter II : NEWs[News in this case is the plural of NEW!!]

Part 1: First year at school.

Come 1993 June and he was put into a different school. This one was definitely bigger and better. This school had everything and more, a student would require. It was like a dream come true for traitor boy. He could swim, skate, play Basketball, Tennis, Football, Shuttle Badminton and learn Karate. It also had a CANTEEN. Traitor boy loved food and he simply loved it just for the sake of loving it!! A bus would come and pick him up from school and then drop him back after school hours. Everything was new and other children were new faces to him. Traitor boy had to establish his reign all over again. He did not like it. There was not much he could help about it. It wasn't long before he could make friends and jealous foes, AGAIN. This time, there were more jealous ones because Traitor boy was the best in his class at English and Science. Also was the one who made a ruckus in the class. Nevertheless, his teachers loved him and he got positive comments from all, but one. She was his Math Teacher. Traitor boy was good at every subject except Mathematics. He shuddered at the very thought of arithmetic. Traitor boy loved dogs. Puppies in particular. His paternal grandfather had a Pomeranian. Traitor boy loved it so much that he would hug it and play with it all day whenever he visited his grandpa's place. Pommy's name was Tommy. Tommy somehow did not like Traitor boy and bit him whenever it could. It was in one of these bite instances, that he was bribed with Chicken Soup in exchange for a prick on his butt(The fearsome needle). Traitor boy slowly started developing hatred towards Tommy and he stopped playing with it. He disliked the Pomeranian breed because he determined, through research and reviews that; This breed is good for nothing. It barks at strangers and bites people it knows. It runs away when a thief comes in and blah blah...... Traitor boy loved his new school and learnt to swim in his first year at school itself. He was in his 3rd class.

Part2: One his most happiest days

Traitor boy was halfway through his first year at school when a new member to the family came in. His parents wished for a girl and Traitor boy prayed for a boy. Traitor boy won. He rushed to see the addition to the family and was overjoyed when he saw his little brother. He went home with pops and that same night, he had a horrible stomach ache. He was taken to the doc in the morning and was diagnosed with appendicitis and the doc said traitor boy needs to be operated urgently. He pleaded that he shouldn't be operated . He was fooled into believing that he would not be operated and the doc's would only connect an oxygen mask to his face. Traitor boy agreed and the appendix was removed via surgery.He relished the 8 day stay at the hospital because he had so many people visit him each day. He didn't have to eat. Somebody would feed him everyday, his grandmother in particular. He loved " RASAM" made by her. It was nothing short of the word "heavenly" to him. That night, traitor boy slept in his usual manner, with his finger in his mouth, not realising he snapped the needle which was in his wrist. He was bleeding slowly, unawares of what is happening to him. His pops, for some reason woke up and found that traitor boy was bleeding profusely. The nurses came, cleaned the bedsheets, traitor boy's wrist and also changed his dress! He was happily(Or so I should believe!!) sleeping. He struck a great rapport with the nurses and taught them a new game-"Syringe Tower". He used the syringes which were used on him and connected one end of a syringe to another one and created towers. The physio's helped traitor boy walk and perform small exercises. and this extended for 4 days. Soon, it was time to bid adieu to the hospital.

Part 3 : New Place, New Friends and NEW School.

A lot of things happened when he was 8 years old. New school, a new addition to the family- his kid brother and his appendicitis operation. If all this wasn't enough, he also changed his house. He moved to a new place. It was an apartment. Not many children lived in that apartment, except for a girl(She was 2 years elder!! ). They became good friends and spent most of our times roaming around on our cycles. Their favourite game was Mica Mining!!(Yeah!! They dug till they found any silvery piece of crap).
He had lots of fun, though he missed his friends. And then, they shifted to an apartment, a bigger one and this one was his own!! There weren't many residents at that time. There were just 4 occupied flats, including his. There were 3 kids, including him and he was the only boy!! Soon, people started occupying he building and there were lots of kids of his age. He became very good friends with one boy. They were almost inseparable. They had lots of fun and were pranksters united. This was not meant to be long. They had a rift between them and traitor boy decided that he would not speak to him, ever again. And this was after 4 years of fun-filled friendship. In this interim, he had to change his school and made a very good friend. They were almost inseparable AGAIN. It wasn't meant to be long again. This time it was traitor boy's fault and he severed ties with this friend of his. He regretted it, but it was too late. He was done with his Schooling.

Excerpt of the Chapter--> Traitor boy is fun-filled, loves dogs and is a weirdo.


I am sorry for all this BAD formatting...... I am hating WINDOWS LIVE because they have this restricted formatting text thingy.....will figure a way out and publish all of ma blog in one piece "SOON"...This is the copy paste from Windows Live, for the moment..... Peace till en' and bear me wid this incomplete story.....----RoHiT

Collection of a Weirdo's weirder days!!

8th Feb '09--"Page Cannot be displayed"--++=

February 8th---> I hear my mother calling my name repeatedly saying "Phone ring ayindurku daa, attend pannu". Let me translate this into a more widely understandable language for you-->"The phone is ringing, attend it". I know that was a direct translation, but it makes more sense when translated directly!!. It seemed like she was calling me from a light year's distance . A few seconds later, joins a more screeching loud voice of my brother. Both of them, making desperate attempts to wake me up. I then mumble something and wake up from my 12 hour long slumber.
I then frantically search for my phone, only to realise that it was an SMS for the daily bill amount sent by my phone provider. Hail Vidya Balan, Madhavan, SRK, A.R.Rahman, Bebo and Saif Ali Khan. Airtel is gaining more publicity. Damn their ad's, thoughts for the day messages and daily bill amounts. I look at the new crystal BLUE Java clock() on my phone; 12:30pm! I call it quits to my sleepathon whilst praising myself for the wonderful treatment given to my not so tired body. Still sleepy, I walk in a zig-zag pattern towards the sink. I take my beautiful blue toothbrush, lace it with tasty blue toothpaste and head for the kitchen to start an argument; The kitchen's where my mother is, and she is a teddy bear to my younger brother. I was sure I'd find both of them there. The argument then starts. Topic--> "That wasn't a call ringtone()!!. She says she is fed up with my new ringtones and that the regular tring tring is a better one!! I decide on not arguing anymore because my mouth is filled with lather--Remember, I was brushing my teeth..lol.
As is my regular practice, I switch On my Sweetheart(My PC)(), almost immediately after brushing my Glitters(). I get my coffee() and with sleepy(), pain enduring-dreamy() eyes, open G-mail. In a flash, it says "Page Cannot be displayed". I hit F5(For non-computer savvy people, let me introduce you to F5. It means REFRESH!). "Page Cannot be Displayed". I whack the screen and try refreshing again. All it says is "Page Cannot be Displayed". In a desperate attempt, I check if the cable is plugged in. It wasn't. Heaving a sigh of great relief I plug the cable, re-open the browser and, D'oh--"Page Cannot be displayed"+... I was starting to get restless and this made me call the BSNL call centre. These fellas are known for their rather great customer service. A lady picked up the call and asked me "What problem, how can I help you saar?" I told her "I am not able to connect to the internet. All it shows is- Page Cannot be displayed".
This lady, then took me through a long list of steps, I started getting a little frustrated because I had already done all this and I am well aware of how the internet works and I know expert level troubleshooting on it. If all this wasn't enough, she asks me "What was the error message you are getting and which place?"+...
I tell her "It is- Page Cannot be displayed". She put me on hold, made me listen to some horrible music and phone ad's for more than 5 minutes, returned to tell me that the server is down and internet should be back in about an hour. Dejected and feeling rejected, I switch my Router off and then, I remember I haven't seen "Snatch" as yet.
The movie() was interesting right from the first second. Just like no good love story() ends without villains, vamps, misunderstandings and fights.. my happiness is kind of associated with the same logic(). I was starting to get into a much merrier mood and, then the phone rings. Its my friend. He needs some help and that requires me to check his email.
I kept him on the phone, powered ON my router and launched my web-browser. It still showed the same irritating "Page Cannot be displayed". Annoyed, I told him that my net ain't working and threw my phone on my bed.
I receive an invite for Lunch and I make a dash towards the TV-->It's the last of the 5 ODI's between India and Sri Lanka. Damn!! How did I miss it??.. Stunned at Sri Lanka's massive 320, I finish my lunch. I give a surprise visit to my neighbour. 'Surprise' because I rarely* visit him. He goes into a lunatic spree on finding that I've given him a visit. I then ask him if I can check my e-mail. He agrees and I open G-mail and......... it reads "Page Cannot be displayed"+++..
I try opening a different page and this time-- Yahoo. It's the same God-forsaken message.
Acting like I am in a hurry to check my e-mails, I tell my friend that I'm leaving. This kind chap, still in the shock+surprise, nods his head and I make a dash to my place.
Reaching home, I find my brother playing a game on Zapak!! Not able to believe my stroke of luck, I ask him to move. He doesn't. Using my superiority, I threaten him that I'll delete all the DragonballZ episodes if he doesn't move out.
He finally does with a rain of nasty mumbles.. Happy in my own world that I've the whole world in ma fingers, with the Internet back in action, I open G-Mail again.

"Page Cannot be displayed"--++= Again!!

Cursing my luck, I try powering the router off, only to realise that the router wasn't powered ON. My brother was playing the game from the internet history. I whack myself with a baseball bat(Which was something I won in an Online game). I roll down into internet-memories innumerable.. It almost looked like a Saas Bahu khichdi soap. I guess I was making some weird expressions cos, ma stared at me in an odd way. So did pa and my brother.
Suddenly, I felt like a loser, without the Internet. I felt crippled.
I told myself "Welcome to the 21st century!" cos I realised that all this roll-back was because I found the Router power unplugged, powered the router ON and almost made a prayer -->"ALMOST Ok!!"<--. Tried accessing G-mail and woaaah!! There it was, I felt like I was being catapulted into an instant Winning situation. Just to make sure BSNL isn't playing tricks, or worse, my eyes aren't playing tricks on me.. I opened Yahoo and it came right up. Tears of joy sent an appointment to my brain, and I kind of denied it. It would seem so so childish :D. 1:58pm and I have my Internet connection--MY INTERNET connection--MY DEAREST INTERNET connection up and running!!

The rest is all just like it happens daily...... Non stop Orkut Developing(Decreased it though!), downloading torrents, visit The Hunger Site and BHOOKH.COM (Please click on the links if possible, do some good. FYI--You need to hold Ctrl and then click on the underlined link.)

This is all I have to share, now. Will update my next WEIRD Day(s), when I have em'.
Adios ~~~>
R.o.H.i.T.....:-|



* = Rarely is equal to NEVER in when I associate it with me!! +


~~PEACE~~