I am sitting on on my bed in my room right now.I see around and see empty bookshelves and an empty clothes cupboard.Torn insitute library slips , newspapers , magazines , notebooks , empty wafers bags and chocolate wrappers , coke cans , strewn across the floor. And i see a britney spears picture pasted on my cupboard door.I cut it out from the sunday supplement to the Times of India some time back.Dont get me wrong , a pretty decent picture it is , you sit down with popcorn and see it with your family.
And i also see a big VIP a smaller VIP suitcase , and a blazing red Reebok Travel Bag.I have managed to stuff almost all my clothes , some books , and my compact disks into them.The cab wud arrive at 6 in the morning and the flight leaves at 9 to take me to delhi where I wud be till June.Sure it feels nice to know I wud be home for almost 75 days.Even though I would spend a greater part of my time at the Ernst n Young Office , I feel nice that I would be able to see people I love each morning n night , n eat food cooked by ma , n lie on clean floor , n watch TV with me controlling the remote , n won't have to wait for the mess to start to eat , n would meet up with old college pals .
Obviously , there would be someone very dear whom I would still miss.
And here on campus , placements for seniors are in full swing.Neatly ironed suits , ties , final offers , shortlists , banking , swanky cars belonging to the company wallahs ,even their drivers, all these define the days here for the last 3 days.
I am officialy in the Foods and Beverages Team which handles stuff like making sure the company wallahs be happy gorging on free pizzaz , cold drinks , hamburgers , lemonades , and just anything which can be digested without much pain.Involves a lot of running around.Mostly I get to be hungry with not much time to go back to the hostel mess n eat something.like a couple of days back most of the time I was running around hungry ,carrying around Domino's pizzaz.Everytime I looked down I saw this on the packs :" HUNGRY KYA ? " .LIfe is just so fun , eh .
Then yesterday I was a covol for a slot 1 bank.Before you fish for a dictionary , a covol is a guy ( a gal maybe..between even the third variety may choose to be a covol ) ..anyways , he/she/it is someone who handles the placement interviews coordination part.Like I stood outside the interview room all day , wearing a white shirt , a dark blue trousers and a tie which wasnt lemon yellow in color.I had to maintain the candidates waiting in working condition , offering them water , snacks , advice , nerve soothing actions .So if you are impolite , you may want to infer I was a peon in formal attire.And I had to ask the company wallahs if they wanted to eat their 14th pizza since morning , or if they would like to have another bucket of coke , or if they wanted just anything which could be arranged without resorting to crime or indecency.
Anyways , right now the only things on my mind are not forgetting anything while packaging , with HER being on my mind as a default setting.
So guys n gals , here I am .about to go home .Hope to be around using some kinda cyber cafe or something.Ill sure be. Till then , don't murder anybody and don't get murdered. cya folks.