What a journey this has been... It has taught me so much while, at the same time, it has reiterated life's past lessons.. Lessons i failed to learn before. Its true, if you do not learn from your mistakes, you make yourself susceptible to the same pain and hurt once more. And this time, you deserve it. I seem to lie in the category of people who never learn, no matter what.
It all began in the month of July, when post an insightful invective from my family, for "not doing anything constructive about my future", I considered their proposal for further studies and thus, the GRE. Most of my friends were either taking it or were already done with it. So there I was, on the 5th of July 2009, at the office of the premier institute for training in GRE in India, Dilip Oak's Academy. It was within the first week of classes itself that i realised, that I was going to love attending these classes and that it was going to be a highly enriching experience. The professors were the best I had ever had. Experts in their field. If there was a GRE training institute equivalent to the IITs & IIMs in India, they would be the first people to be hired. Suddenly i found myself poring over books, the thirst for knowledge rejuvenated. The more I heard/read the more i wanted to know. It had been a long time since I felt that way and I loved the feeling. I had not been so passionate about studying in such a long time. The blend of the wish to do well and the will to strive almost had an intoxicating effect. It made me forget all those horrible years of engineering, where every exam was written with a 40 in mind. I was enamored with studying again.
The subjects especially responsible for this effect were GRE Verbal and Analytical writing(AWA). I have always taken Math for granted. Its (thankfully) come very easily to me for the most part and so I am guilty of almost having a callous attitude towards it. (Dont mean to brag). It was the English sections-Verbal & AWA that particularly fascinated me. They made me fall in love with studying. Moreover, they helped accomplish what I thought was impossible for me, a love for reading. It was the GRE english that changed my life over the past few months. I would like to believe that it changed me, at least slightly. It reinstated my lost confidence. It made me feel that I wasn't all that bad as a student. My Verbal ability, that gradually improved (with a LOT of help of course) made me feel that I probably had the capability to, not only pursue a masters degree, but also to perform fairly well. The writing section gave me an opportunity to pour my heart out on paper. I had almost forgotten how much I loved to write. I know I am no Chetan Bhagat or Shobha De in the making. However, I would like to believe that I can express myself well through the written media. Thanks to the GRE I have had the opportunity to try my hand at these subjects once more.
Today as I measure what I have lost and gained as I took this exam, I realise that I have gained so much. What I have lost in the bargain, or rather failed to achieve; a good score despite striving, is inconsequential as compared to what I have gained. Knowledge is never wasted and a score card can hardly be a just measurement of the knowledge acquired. I think by refusing to pursue higher studies, I am being unfair to myself. Im simply trampling upon another dream as one couldn't be fulfilled. Just because one thing didn't take shape does not mean the others wont too. Why not try? What I can do is, this time i can remember the lesson I have failed to learn in so long. Try not to have any expectations or demands from myself and certainly not overrate my abilities. Try not to think of the outcome and just do the needful. Let the future unravel at its own pace and reveal its mysteries for you.
I hope I finally learn this time.
Its a long post?!? Well, it has been a long and eventful journey.....
Thursday, November 19, 2009
The GRE Odyssey...
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Wednesday, October 7, 2009
The bengali AULD LANG SYNE
My humble attempt at translating my favourite bengali song by Gurudeb Rabindranath Tagore.
Romanization: Jyotika Banerjee
Translation credit: Aditya Vasudeva
Please let me know if you spot any mistakes.....
(Purano shei diner kotha, bhulbi ki re, haai o shei,
The memories of the good old days, can you ever forget them?
Chokher dakha, Praner kotha, Shei ki bhola jaaye)------ x 2
They were witnessed by our eyes, were the voice of our life, Can they ever be forgotten?
Aay aar ek ti baar aay re shokha, praner maajhe aay mora,
Come back once more, my friend, come and be a part of my life
Shukher dukher kotha kobo, praan judabe taai
We will talk of smiles and tears (of happy & sad experiences), And will feel very good about it
(Purano shei diner kotha, bhulbi ki re, haai o shei,
The memories of the good old days, can you ever forget them?
Chokher dakha, Praner kotha, Shei ki bhola jaaye)------ x 2
They were witnessed by our eyes, were the voice of our life, Can they ever be forgotten?
(Mora bhorer bala phul tulechi, dulechi dolaye,
Together we have plucked flowers at dawn, Together we have spent hours on the swing
Baajiye baanshi gaan geyechi, gokuler tolaye.)------ x 2
Together we have played the flute, Sang the songs under the shade
Haay maajhe holo chaada chaadi, gelen ke kothaye
We parted in between, never knew where we went
Abar dakha judi holo shokha, praner maajhe aaye
If we happen to meet again someday, Come and be a part of my life.
(Purano shei diner kotha, bhulbi ki re, haai o shei,
The memories of the good old days, can you ever forget them?
Chokher dakha, Praner kotha, Shei ki bhola jaaye)------ x 2
They were witnessed by our eyes, were the voice of our life, Can they ever be forgotten?
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Sunday, September 20, 2009
Dont know what to title this!?!--- ANGRY WITH SELF??
Well, this post is just so i can whine, complain, fret, fuss and just get it out of my system!

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Wednesday, July 29, 2009
OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a totttttaaaallly crazy pair of months its been!!! So much happened (or maybe it just seems that way coz i was always doing something.. Lol)!!


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Tuesday, April 21, 2009
A FABULOUS MONTH OF SURPRISES AND PARTIES!

It all started on 17th March 2008 when my friends planned a huge b'day surprise for my sister n me and ended recently with the b'day of my best friends which happens to be on the same day, 14th April....
Afterall, exam season is approaching again!!! =(

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Friday, March 13, 2009
......But silence is golden
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Slumdog mania
Its been so long since i last posted... Iv really missed my blog... But i hope i can post more frequenty from now on, no matter how busy i am...
Nothing i say is enough to describe what Slumdog Millionaire has done for Indian technicians.. However, my only appeal to everyone around the worl would be to look at this movie as a LOVE STORY and not as a picture of India... That is not what epitomises India.. Theres a lot more to this country than just poverty, illetracy and a population problems.. Every country has a good and a bad side and this is ours... And we are trying to deal with it...
Ofcourse i have a lot more to say about this, and i will...
But for now, i want to post the lyrics of my favourite song from the Slumdog OST..
Dreams on fire...
Dreams on Fire
OST- Slumdog Millionaire
You are my waking dream
You're all that's real to me
You are the magic in the world I see
You are the prayer I sing
You brought me to my knees
You are the faith that made me believe
Dreams on fire
Higher n higher
Passions burning
Right on the pyre
Once far, forever yours
In me All your heart
Dreams on fire
Higher n higher
You are my ocean waves
You are my thought each day
You are the laughter from childhood games
You are the spark of dawn
You are where I belong
You are the ache I feel in every song
Dreams on fire
Higher n higher
Passions burning
Right on the pyre
Once far, forever yours
In me All your heart
Dreams on fire Higher n higher
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Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Zai Jian 2008!
(Goodbye 2008!)
Just a few hours more and soon we'll be stepping into the new year!! Year 2009!!!
This year brought old friends closer, wonderful new friends, good marks *winks* , more shows among many other things... A peaceful/uneventful year on the whole...
After the bitter and turbulent end of 2007, personally, the year 2008 has been one of healing and growth.. Friendships and addictions proved to be therapeutic and helped me rise from probably one of the most difficult phases of my life. So, i must take this opprotunity to thank all those friends who stood by me and at times lost their temper and confronted me (thankfully).. Had you guys not been there, I dont know how i would have come out of it... Also, im grateful to all my new friends who were unaware of anything but helped me immensely to come back to 'normal'. Finding 'The Villa' and being a part of it was certainly one of the key highs of this year. Last yet not the least, my family, who probably suffered the most, especially in the first half of the year, when they saw me in a way they had never seen me before. Im extremely sorry to have put them and everyone else through this, but im sure they understand.
This year has taught me to love and cherish what i have right now, in the present! It has taught me that life moves on and we have to as well.. I only hope that I can.
I pray, that neither I, nor anyone else has to face a sudden unexpected loss of their loved ones and also hope that peace prevails in the world and no dastardly attacks on innocent people anywhere occur. Lets have a Peaceful, Happy and Properous 2009!!
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Monday, December 22, 2008
HOLIDAYS!!!!
Enjoying the first REAL holidays since the first year of engineering!!! Yay!! Finally feels like the end of a semester!!!
PARTY TIME!!!
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Thursday, December 4, 2008
Ek lau... A beautiful song...
Iv finally found the translation of the song that tells exactly how every Indian feels at the moment.... (Yes, it is the song that NDTV uses in its tribute to the martyrs)..
(Song is written by Amit Trivedi, from the soundtrack of Aamir, performed by Shilpa Rao and Amitabh)
You can hear it here...
TRANSLATION::::> (Translation credit: DOCMITASHA@ wordpress)
Ek Lau Is Tarah Kyun Bhuji Mere Maula…
(Why was a flare extinguished like this, my Lord…)
Gardishon Mein Rehti, Behti Guzarthi,
Zindagi Aahein Kitni…
(Struggling through dark clouds, flowing, passing by,
There are so many lives [being lived]…)
In Mein Se Ek Hai, Teri Meri Agni,
Koi Ek Jaisi Apni…
(Your life and my life is just one flame amongst all of these)
Par Khuda Khair Kar, Aisa Anjaam Kisi Rooh Ko,
Na De Kabhi Yahaan…
Guncha Muskuratha Ek Waqt Se Pehle,
Kyun Chodd Chala Tera Yeh Jahaan…
(But God please, may no soul here receive, this kind of ending…
Before the arrival of a flower-like*, smiling [peaceful] time,
why did this life leave your world…)
{*writer refers to the gradual, sweet smelling natural death of a flower}
Ek Lau Is Tarah Kyun Bhuji Mere Maula,
Ek Lau Zindagi Ki Maula.
(Why was a flare extinguished like this, my Lord,
A flare of Life, my Lord)
Dhoop Ke Ujaale Se, Aus Ke Pyaale Se,
Khushiyan Mile Humko…
Zyada Manga Hai Kahaan, Sarhadein Na Ho Jahaan,
Duniya Mile Humko…
(The light of the sunshine, the beauty of the morning dew,
We recieve joy from all of this…
Is it too much that we ask for a world with no borders*)
{*As in, borders/divisions between people, ethnicities, religions…symbolizing all artificially created conflict amongst humanity}
Par Khuda Khair Kar, Uske Armaan Mein Kyun
Bewaja Ho Koi Qurbaan,
Guncha Muskuratha Ek Waqt Se Pehle,
Kyun Chodd Chala Tera Yeh Jahaan…
(But God please, why should anyone be sacrificed to fulfill this desire*…
Before the arrival of a flower-like, smiling [peaceful] time,
why did this life leave your world…)
{*Why should there be sacrifice for the sake of creating this division-less, conflict-free society? }
Ek Lau Is Tarah Kyun Bhuji Mere Maula,
Ek Lau Zindagi Ki Maula. (2)
(Why was a flare extinguished like this, my Lord,
A flare of Life, my Lord)
A tribute to all the martyrs who laid down their lives protecting innocent people from this dastardly attack...
Also, to the victims... May your souls rest in peace and may god give your families the strength to deal with this irreparable loss...
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