My blog's weding :P :P

Contemplating how things have been a year ago and comparing them with how things have changed over time…I can say one of the best things I’ve done during this one year is to start blogging. Thanks to some anonymous profile on orkut which had a profile name saying *Read my blog* that eventually inspired me to write my own. And thus began Divvu’s journey into the Bloggerland. My first blog post –Peace of mind. Today it seems strange enough that I’ve entered into this land even without introducing myself. It does give an idea about the depth of frustration I was going through back then and the need to express my resentment through some means .

To Speak of the immense change that Blogging has brought into my life is a difficult task. Today it’s a different ME altogether. Ok, I know some people here are all geared up to throw surprised faces at me if I said that I’ve grown up :P. So let me put it this way – I’ve STARTED to understand things and people better…if not completely, to an extent I stopped whining about people not being able to reciprocate feelings, I’ve made some really sweet friends here who will hopefully last for my lifetime, and most of all I’ve come to believe that I can write poems :P.

If you guys are wondering the actual intention behind these talks…there are two really special occasions that call for celebrations.

The first being my first blog’s first birthday ;). A RUBIX CUBE will always remain close to my heart for it gave me the best gift I could ever ask for…the ones that I call -my friends.

Now for the second… on this auspicious day THE RUBIX CUBE is getting married to one of its closest and dearest friends THE WHITE WINDOW. To read Rubix Cube’s love letter to White Window…click here later. So people I hope each of you will come over with your near and dear ones and not to forget with lots of gifts for the new and FIRST couple of bloggerville. Thus creating a history. Your presence and blessings are much needed. As for who is the bride and who is the bridegroom…that’s for you to decide/assume ;)

That’s not all…My sweet lenu janu is being my first ever guest blogger…to write something about my blog and myself and how our blogs have marked the first steps of a budding friendship.

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Once upon a time I happened to come across one blog. I don’t actually remember how I got there but I know why I didn’t leave it. The girl in the blog was asking questions, which I thought I knew answers for. Not that I still have these answers or think they were right ones but back then I thought I could share some experience and wisdom with that girl.

Time showed she got more wisdom than I at times, just like many of us happens to be confused about life every now and then.

divya said...

@lena

I dont deserve to get blogrolled though :P i dont get to access net very often...but thanQ so much for the privilege :)

Isn’t she cute, huh? As if I asked her if she wants to be blogrolled. I just did. And never regretted that. And I know I never will. Her posts reflect her personality very well. She might seem as a crazy/mad little girl who asks weird questions and has a lot of fun while replying to your comments in the most unexpected way. But even then one can see how really wise she is, what sensitive topics she picks up and how caring this girl is.

She is so much honest with expressing her feelings. When she loves, it shows, when she is sad, you can see it, when she is happy, it is obvious. Each word in her posts is real, and if one cares enough to see behind the words, he will see the real Div, the girl who loves, who cares, who understands but never misses to have some fun.

I went through her first posts today and memories flashed. The first post I ever read there, first comments, words that marked the beginning of a wonderful friendship. Words that went straight to the heart and never left it.

There is not a single day when I don’t check on her blog, sometimes even before I check on my own.

And there is not a single day when I don’t thank myself for landing up on her blog that day. This place brought so many positive emotions in my life every time I needed it. And be it Rubix Cube or Divvu in Bloggerland, that’s the place that deserves to grow old together with us. One year is just not enough!

Happy Birthday! :)




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And here's the love letter that White window has written for Rubix cube ;)

“Once upon a time in bloggerland, there lived beautiful blog “White window”. Her peaceful n beautiful life took a U-turn the moment her eyes fell on “Rubix Cube”. For the very first time she got someone who complemented n completed her in every single aspect. :P . Wowwwwwwwwwww the life was never the same again. It was changed and the change was the best thing that can ever happen to her in life. Yes she was in love with “Rubix Cube” and so was he. They solemnized their love and decided to become one on a very special day. And what other day can be a special one other than their birthday!

Every blog in the bloggerland including them were surprised to know that they share the same birthday i.e. 17.09.07. Without wasting a single minute they proposed to each other and in the presence of their guardian blogs: “peace of soul” n “sameera’s haven” and other blogs they tied the knot that very day. There’s been the first ever love-story of bloggerland and this way they became immortals in the pages of bloggerland’s history.

And they lived happily ever after….”




Dear Rubix Cube, after many years from now, this is one of the ways the future generations of bloggerland will remember us. Isn’t it just great that we share the same birthday though we came to know about it just one day before in spite of our owners/ creators/moms being best of friends? Peace of Soul says that it seems we know each other even before we met.

U can’t imagine how happy, excited and honored I am to know that my life partner is none other than “You” who holds the biggest slice of my heart within him.

Yes darling, we definitely will stay together to fight every storm that comes through our way.

“The more you play, the harder I get” will never come in our life. For us it is only “Just Love ME” and the “Escape route to my Soul” is there for you forever and ever..

*I LOVE YOU*

Yours and only yours forever,

White Window

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If words were enough to thank Janu and white window for the kind posts they have written for my blog and also for being there with me, loving and caring like real sisters…I would gift them a dictionary of sweet words :P. But I guess that’s not needed, as they already know what they mean to me.

Aaj tumhare liye kuch likhne ka man kar raha hai. I was trying to sleep this afternoon but could not :(. Tum mere khayalo se jaati hi nahi :P Aksar sapno me aati ho (cheekte chillate hue :P ). Har roz tumhare hi missed calls aur msgs ka intezaar karti hoon. Poora din… raat ke intezaar me kaat ti hoon – ki tum online kab aaogi aur tumse chat kab hogi…aur tumhare hugs and muuuaahhhss kab milenge ya kab tum hug n kiss kar sakoon :P

Seriously sami, u r like an elder sister to me. May be the first one I got close to on blogger. With you everything is fun (even fighting). But tumhe manana is world ka sabse mushkil kaam hai. I wonder kabir kaisa karta hoga :P

For heaven’s sake stop comparing yourself with some A’s and S’s. Koi tumsa nahi :P tum meri janu ho. Tumse hi din hota hai. Surmayi shaam aati hai. Tumse hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Har ghadi saans aati, zindagi kehlati hai-tumse hiiiiiiii tumse hiiiiii. Main kahin bhi jaati hoon. Tumse hi mil jati hu..tumse hiiiiiiiiiiiii tumse hiiiiiiiiiii. Shor me khamoshi hai, thodi si behoshi hai…tumse hiiiiiiiiii tumse hiiiiiiiiiiiiii.

Tum bohot meethi ho (lekin kwality walls ka naya chocolate brownie cone tumse zyada meethi hai :P).

Love you :P

Paradox

You are in the office. Working. Busy. Not knowing your status, I make a call…just like that. You tell me that you are busy and put down the phone.

Probably for the first time ever…today I have been busy :P You made a call. I told you that I am working on something and will get back to you in sometime. You are angry.

Isn’t it ironical?

I was trying to develop my first java web program-the one that displays I LOVE YOU RAJ on the web page when you click on a particular url. Unfortunately even core java software betrayed me :P There was some problem with the setting of CLASSPATH which I was trying to fix since the last 4 hours :(.

And you are angry *sigh*

Distance

For some distance is a weakness... while others take advantage of it!!

Another of those bad days...

The biggest scapegoats of bad marriage- children. A million times I felt like running away from my home. Today is the (million + 1)th day!!

A series of misfortunes

The past few years have taken their toll on me. As if the financial and other problems at home weren’t enough, God always blessed us with some extra troubles.

2005: Bro had an accident and fractured his leg. Back then our financial position was even worse. Honestly, even getting his leg operated seemed difficult. Thanks to my grandparents and my masis, for they have been a helping hand at all stages of our lives.

2006: Masi’s turn- Doc confirmed Breast Cancer. Monthly chemotherapy and its side effects, I truly admire her for withstanding it all-both physical and mental pain and most importantly the terrible hair loss. I remember spending a day or two every month with her at the hospital…even the sight of a small injection scared me to death, while she managed to put up with everything.

During the same year, grandpa passed away. It was Cancer again- sadly detected late. It was all over in just two months. The day he passed, not a tear came out of my eye. I had to be strong, because granny was weak. I sometimes hate Indian customs and tradtions. Granny was MADE a widow- rubbing away that big sindoor on her forehead, white saree, breaking her colorful bangles into pieces and then leaving her alone in one corner of a room.

2007: Next was dad’s. Fractured his hand and was on bed for one month.

2008: Dad had an accident again- day before yesterday…fractured leg and was advised bed rest for the next one month. Also, Granny’s brother expired today. Not that I am very close to him- we met once in 3 years, but it still hurts->More because granny is crying. I just can’t take her tears.

But like they say –death is inevitable. Today, tomorrow or a hundred years later, we all have to give our lives too.

Waiting for my chance to come…

Of Arranged marriages and Bad marriages...

In the middle of the night…you are sleeping… you start hearing loud voices…you refuse to get out of the bed…you close your ears tight…the voices become louder…closing your ears doesn’t help…you get out of the bed and move closer to the place...suddenly you don’t hear anything…you come back to your bed…just when you are about to doze off, your hear them again…this time even louder…you jump out of the bed and run to that place…to the place where your parents are hitting and screaming at each other!!

How successful are arranged marriages when compared to love marriages? You never know. Arranged marriages are rooted in luck. You are proved lucky if it works for you. And what if it doesn’t work? Broken hearts, broken chairs, broken tables…and sometimes broken television sets-just like today.

“To get you married to the best of men is our responsibility” – grandpa’s words keep ringing in my head very often.

My brother Shashi

Guys are weird. My brother had to leave for Delhi. I bought some t-shirts and a really touching greeting card :P He took those t-shirts along with him to Delhi…and he left the greeting card here !!


*broken heart*

MyTCS interview

My TCS interview

It has been a longtime I visited my own blog. Projects, seminars, farewell and some functions- I’ve been preoccupied all this while. This post is for some friends on blogger who are dreadfully interested in knowing how badly I got along with the TCS guys. Me feeling too sleepy but felt like posting something today. This one for all you guys :)

After the terrible performance at the Cognizant interview- Div was too much upset that she already lost some of her closest friends to CTS. Now her only hope was TCS- for 2 more of her friends had failed along with her at cognizant ( Not sure if FAILED is the word :P, CTS is dumb :P ) and Div just prayed that she and her remaining friends should somehow secure a place in TCS.

Since Div failed at the technical round of the Cognizant interview, she studied really hard this time and prepared really well for the technical round. Now she knew the difference between PNP and NPN transistors. She also knew how to draw a RC coupled amplifier. :P

It so happened that our college lied to TCS about being given the first slot for recruitment process in the college. And by hook or by crook they came to know that Cognizant was the first company which came for campus selection :D And obviously that made them furious :P While we were in the canteen, busy preparing for the interview, we got to know from friends that the interviewer has been asking questions only on COMPUTERS ( No matter the interviewee was a Computer science student or a Electronics and communications student).

A cool suggestion from our placement officer who had been making rounds while the interviewer had been rejecting every non-computer science student :P------------- IF YOU DON’T KNOW THE ANSWER TO THE QUESTIONS THEY ARE ASKING, JUST SAY THAT YOU DON’T KNOW, DON’T GIVE EXCUSES OF NOT BEING A COMPUTER SCIENCE STUDENT. HONESTY WILL BE APPRECIATED.

And so the interview went on like this…

Interviewer : Take your seat.

Me : thank you sir.

Int : First lemme ask you something… just say yes or no. Don’t you think before stepping into a software company like TCS, you ought to know some software languages to say the least?

Me : *Dumbfounded* Yes sir :D

Int : Good. Now tell me, do you know any software language other than C ?

Me : *C is the only language I studied in my academics* I DON’T KNOW SIR :)

Int : ok, do you know what SQL means?

Me : I DON’T KNOW SIR :) (Sincerely following the advice of the placement officer, I thought I DON’T KNOW can fetch me a job :P)

Int : What is an operating system?

Me : *Those were the days I did not know anything about operating systems…though I have been using one for long :P, I knew the definition though (it was simple :P)* OERATING SYSTEM IS AN INTERFACE BETWEEN THE USER AND THE COMPUTER :D

Int: ok, now give me some examples of operating systems…

Me: *Oops, here comes the toughest part :P I knew not a single example of operating system…but then before my interview some students outside were discussing on this and I heard then saying UNIX and LINUX are operating systems* SIR, UNIX, LINUX etc ( I LOVE THIS WORD “ETC”. IT CAN MAKE WONDERS AT TIMES :P)

Int: Can you gimme some more examples?

Me: NO SIR, I KNOW ONLY THESE TWO :P (Guess he was expecting WINDOWS :D)

Int : Ok do you know some basics of C++ or JAVA?

Me : I don’t know sir. ( BUT ASK ME NOW ABOUT JAVA :P I NOW KNOW JAVA IS AN OBJECT ORIENTED PROGRAMMING LANGUAGE :P)

Int : You may go now…

And Div left the place…still with a hope that her name would be read out ..in the list of the candidates who have been recruited.

After a few days…Div attended the selection process of SATYAM :P :P

Mumbai se aaya mera bhai :P

My daily collation with JAVA has taught me that ENCAPSULATION is the means of hiding information from unwanted outside access i.e. separating them from external access that may corrupt them intentionally or unintentionally.

Now that my brother is back from Mumbai and is gonna stay here for at least 2 more months…I fear he might come across my blog accidentally or he may even search for it…considering the fact that he saw me blogging the other day :(

For some unknown reasons I fear my brother. He thinks I am the ruler of stupidity :P And I don’t want to change his mindset anyway :P He should not know that there is a different face to his dumb sister :P she can be sweet cute and extra intelligent at times :P Then came the idea of encapsulating my blog using PRIVATE keyword :P

For now I am safe…I tried searching A RUBIX CUBE on google and it gave some weird pages :P but i cant take the risk as searching for LUKKYDIV sure can bring anyone here :P

Me going to make my blog private as soon as I get my connection back :) Though I know who ought to be invited, I am too lazy to search for your email addresses :P Please take some pains for me and leave them here :)