finally read it one night@call centre.........

Its quite late in night nd feelin like keep writing so as i have mentioned i m quite buzzy now days in reading novel and just recently i have finished ONE NIGHT @CALL CENTRE By none othr den Mr. Chetan Bhagat.....feeling like should share my experience hws i find it ................lets start now:


Let me put this straight, this is not close to
what i was expecting might be over hype book it was .Whats’s chetan baghat trying to put in that story?
Like all the call center ppl out there have nothing
to be bothered about other than figuring out how to screw their colleagues??…….
and the author unecessarily under-rates the Americans…c’mon……..
The picture he gives convey that all Americans are stupid enough
to open the top the oven to put in a large turkey!…
American’s have invented so many brilliant things after all…..
wonder whether the comman american ever get to read this book….
they are sure to bawl out……
when he started writing book he found in feedback that first book that he wrote about his IIT life was not right one which reflect indian youth so what he wants to say now one night @call centre is really do that. Sorry i dont think this is what real indian youth................some where i felt chetan was off the track what he was trying to write one love sotry or life style n culture of ppl those wrk in call centre. Though he is not aware wht the real indian youth is but he knws one thing very well what indian youth wants to read:love,emotions,sex,anti america although most of them want to work in us:)..............nd he did very well. Evrythin was there to make it popular in mass.

there are few things which chetan mentioned very well like:The frustration of young generation,
corporate Politics,Messed up love life,The move on theory(how gals bump boys:)........)

but i think its too much far from reality is it really one man show failure of any call centre just bcoz bakshi was nt wrkin well dnt think so nd wht dey were doing pary in working hours is it really one can do huh perhaps people get such luxury during workin hours.

I appreciate Chetan’s appetite for humor. I really enjoyed reading some of the comparisons and and the way keep reader interest in book is what really matter for successful author nd he did that very well .............keep on writin man .........

Life after college really misin u friends

hi friends here i m writing again aftr a long time.
well really life is quite changed since i posted last
time aha now this is Er. dEEPAK pANDEY fr u:).
as usual first letter of my name is small one ........
don't know why but i love to write my name in
this way might be i love to work against the nature:).............
if water flow from top to bottom i think ...............
i supposed to make this flow bottom to up.
sounds crazy isnt same the situation i hve................
its about 3 week whn i wrote my last semester exam nd nw waitin
for result bt hve to say enjoyed alot in mine 4 yr degree or should i say 42 paper
taught me alot first spent whole sem in masti nd den wth time whn realized should study its time whn semester used to over wth one more exm........bt some hw forutunate enough that hve completed jounrey almost quite safly.........

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now its about n yr when i got my first job on 8th of august. What a day that was cant tell u my feelings in words but ya if i m nt wrong my tht airtel sim balance was about to end whn i felt nw all those my well wisher in my family nd friends prayed fr my success got the news. Aftr such long series of rejection found my name in list of selected students.
if rejection is toughest pain can imagine den success is that lotion which gives u relief ...........19 august if i m nt wrong followed by 8th of august nd got my second placement in firm fr that i was dreamin since a year nd realized meanin of line :"keep tryin"

well might be u surprised why today i want to share all ths wth u bcoz to knw wht i m feelin u should knw wht the journey i had in last few yrs.........there was time whn i was tryin to get one job to secure my future, to give smile to my parents fr the moment dey were waitin since a long time........well really thts the human nature cant be satisfy same wth me nw it was time to be confuse which one to choose as had 2 offer nd finally nw whn i m here writin again i hve decided hw jounrey will move ahead nw i m waitin fr my joinin in tcs and really wait is somethin bring frustration,cnofusion so its better to keep workin on something rather sitting idle thats what i m nt doin nwdays........:(

aha well nowdays had started something new.Just recently started reading novels hmmm ppl first start readin nd den start writin bt as i told u. i cant do any thing in usual way so first i started writing on blog nd nw i m readin.

lets now start to write about writing skills to those authors now days i m reading
being indian if i want to start reading any of author nothing cant be better den Mr Chetan Baghat well in last two days i have completed his second book One Night@call centre.

what a Love part.............1

Note:hi as i found really a true love story and want to share with all readers of my blog.......................................i m goin to publish here.That story is nt written by me nd i m nt claiming that its my work this is the blog from where i got ths story :http://justreadout.blogspot.com/






I have found a story of an unknown writer claiming himself as an INFOSYSIAN....

a very nice tell of ROMANCE,DRAMA and BETRAYAL..

I was sitting on the footpath right outside my hostel building with all my bags packed, waiting for the golf cart which had to drop me till the gate of the Infosys campus in Mysore. Infosys Technologies ltd. is the most prestigious software company in India and its campus in Mysore, where all the fresh entrants are trained is considered to be the best in India. I looked at the surroundings. Road was empty and there was no one around. All the trainees were attending classes as it was around eleven in the morning. A lovely breeze was blowing and I could see some birds frisking, frolicking and playing pranks with each other but I was alone. I was alone when all my friends were in the class. Now even the birds, the wind and the trees had started teasing me.
I couldn’t resist myself from shedding another drop of tear although I’d been doing the same the whole last night. Of course, I was checking out but that was not the only reason for the tears. It was something much bigger than that and very much contemptible. I was not leaving the campus after completing my training but I’d been expelled from the company. Or I can say, I was being thrown out. I felt like dying.
Then appeared the white colored cart coming from the road adjoining Food Court 2. The cart reminded me of my first day in the campus and took me into the past for sometime.

What a lovely evening that was? How excited I was when I put my first step into the heaven called as Mysore campus of Infosys and was completely engrossed with the thoughts of future that what I will do and how I’ll enjoy in the campus. First thing that came to my mind that day was to explore the campus and locate all those places I’d seen in those lovely photographs. I sat into the golf cart which took me through some long and winding but neat and clean roads. The first building I noticed was that football shaped spherical building which appeared behind the lush green cricket ground on the right side of the road. In fact that was the only building I’d seen before coming here but I was amazed to see a building on the left which was under construction. It was absolutely phenomenal and resembled the Colosseum of Rome. There was another one which resembled the White House but wasn’t white in color. Some guy in the Cart told that it is GEC or the Global Education Centre where we’ll go through our training.
The cart stopped at a small building inside which there was a kind of a reception. We got our luggage checked and room was allotted to me. The guy sitting next to me in the cab was to be my room mate. His name was Varun and was a tall but slim guy from Punjab with a lot of beard on his face looked as if he’s not shaved since ages but that really gave him a typical Punjabi looks. I was just thinking how someone like me from Gujrat will stay with such a guy who doesn’t even bother to shave his face. Then we were sent to our hostel in another cart. We just found out that our hostel is nearest to FC2 and moreover, the hostel right next to us was a girl hostel. That Punjabi straight away planned to buy a new binocular so that he could easily peep into girls rooms during night.

I opened the door of my room and could not believe my eyes. It was the best room I’d ever seen with my own eyes and was just exhilarated with the thought that I’d be staying here for next few months though with some one who looked to be very unhygienic. But that was not a problem at all coz like all the Punjabis Varun was quite nice at heart. We just kept our bags and explored the whole campus. We saw the lovely swimming pool, Gymnasium, Bowling alley, Market and Habib’s haircutting saloon from where Varun got his beard trimmed.
The classes started and we were made to sit in a big room having a huge white board with a couple of projector screens in the front and opposite to that were numerous seats each having a separate computer system. I was made to sit in the third row and luckily between a couple of girls though both of them had just ordinary looks. Later I came to know that we were made to sit alphabetically when I got introduced with both those gals. One was Ganmeet from Punjab and the other was Geetha from Mangalore and sandwiched between them was me, Gaurav Keswani from Vadodra.
Both those gals were quite antithetical in their behavior, style, knowledge and everything they did. Where Ganmeet was quite simple, Geetha was stylish like all ultra-mod and hap Bangalore gals. Ganmeet was calm, composed and reserve but Geetha was dynamic and extrovert. And most importantly, Ganmeet was good in her logics and a very strong programmer and Geetha was a contrast in this matter too. This I realized when she asked me to debug her first C-language assignment. I was shocked to see the code. She had put the include statement within main. God, she was a B.Tech in comp. science. But her cute and embarrassed smile was clearly accepting her weakness. I helped her and this became a routine. Within in no time we grew very close to each other.

love story part.........2

We used to have the meals together, we used to study together, we used to watch the movies together and we used to go out together. Our friendship grew more intense when she flunked in the first module test of C language but I got an ‘A’ and so did Ganmeet. But my roomy, Varun had also flunked. So Geetha and Varun they both had to appear for the re-test. Everyday I used to teach them and make them practice more and more. Now we were like a group. Four of us started staying together as Varun and Ganmeet, both being punjabi’s grew very close to each other. Now instead of me, it was Ganmeet who taught him.
Then came the retest. I and Ganmeet were waiting for both of them outside the hall. Varun came out happily clearly showing that he’d cleared and he did. Many came out but she was still in. I was getting worried as only I knew that the hopes were less. It was the last minute when she came out jumping and without speaking a word threw her self on me and kissed on my cheeks. Many had seen but all knew what had happened. I was stunned and so were Varun and Ganmeet. It was obvious for a guy who never had any gal in his life and was kissed by a hot south Indian gal in front of whole batch. But she took it as a very normal thing and I pretended the same.
“Its all because of you Gaurav, that I’ve cleared it. Hats off to you sweetheart”, she said.
We were not into any sort of relationship but that’s how she used to call me and in fact all her close friends. But there was nothing wrong in it and I enjoyed it. We grew more and more close to each other. She took care of me in every sense: my dressing, my eating and what ever I did. She told me many things about gals which I’d never known. We now freely shared our body secrets to each other.


On the next weekend she took me to Bangalore where she’d done her engineering degree. We met many of her friends, my friends and went to famous markets and malls of the city. One thing I could say, she’d a very happening friend circle. In the evening we went to a pub where both of us danced after gulping a couple of beer mugs. The dance grew more and more passionate with time. It was my first time in a pub but she was quite used to it. Next evening we left for Mysore which is a three hour journey from Bangalore. But there I’d spent the best weekend of my life.
On the way, we talked about everything on the earth. Then she kept her head on my shoulder and held me which I could say was half a hug. I just responded. I’d never sat like this with a gal ever in my life. Everything was so nice and tender. Time seemed like flying. I wished I could’ve been like this forever. I’d fallen in love with her.
“You know what Gaurav”, she said.
“What?” I asked.
“You remember that guy Raghav, whom we met in Garuda mall.”
“Yeah! Why?”
“We’ve been in love for last 3 years and yesterday we planned to marry.” she said shyly.
It was all over for me. Ground escaped underneath my feet. I just got away from her in a flash and asked, “Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”
“I thought I’ll tell you after you meet him. I hope I wasn’t wrong?”
“No.. You are right. Anyways Congrats” I said, sounding very low.
“thanks.” she said.
No one spoke a word after that for next one hour. She was busy with her iPod and I was with my novel when suddenly she asked,” What happened Gaurav? Why are you so quiet?”
“Nothing”, I said.
She kept on asking again and again but I’d the same answer until she got irritated and said,” you are telling me or not?”
“Its of no use dear. You can’t do anything about it.” I said and rightly so. I loved her and she loved someone else whom she was going to marry.
“Well, let me make 3 guesses.” She said in a very naughty tone and I agreed.
“Ok. Hmmmmmmm. You didn’t enjoy with me at Bangalore?” she asked.

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I nodded my head straight away. Both of us knew that this wasn’t the reason. I thought she was just trying to change my mood.
“thennnn. U didn’t like Raghav?”
Now she was coming to the point. This was somewhat the reason but not the exact one.
“Hey. He’s quite good yaar and both of u make a nice couple. And it’s your life; I don’t have to marry him. So, last guess now.” I replied.
“Then… you’ve a liking for me?” She said smiling.
I was caught. In fact clean bowled. She’d hit the bull eye. I turned red. I tried my level best to control my expressions and said,”No way yaar. I don’t like to call engaged nos.”
“ohhhhh. Mr. Gaurav keswani think about it again.”
I had to admit it now. And this time she laughed. I asked the reason but again she laughed. I was perplexed at her enigmatic laugh. Finally she spoke.
“You know what my stupid.”
“What?” I inquired filled with curiosity.
“Raghav and I are just friends you dumb.”
She broke into chuckles again. I was confused and even I’d started smiling now and finally started laughing with her.
This time I held her and said, “I love you Geetha.”
“I love you too stupid. And did all this coz I know that you were not going to propose me easily” She replied.
We both fell in each other’s arms and waited for our destination. Finally Geetha was mine. It was the happiest day of my life. We reached Mysore campus and again got busy into our same daily routine: attending the classes, completing assignments, studying in the class after dinner, going for long walks and kissing each other when ever we got chance. I always used to thank god for the life he’d given me. Modules tests came and went. I kept on getting ‘A’ grades and she somehow managed to clear them. Both of us were quite happy. We made a few trips with Varun and Ganmeet to Ooty, Coorg and Mangalore which was Geetha’s home town. We met her parents there who were very humble but her little sister was naughty like her

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Now we had entered the last month of our training. Shortly we were going to have our comprehensive exam which was a mixture of all the modules which we’d studied so far. It also included a practical exam in which we’d to complete a project within 3 hours and it was the toughest thing especially for someone like Geetha. The day for compre came. All of us cleared it but Geetha. Both of us were very depressed. Now she’d to appear for it again. Actually compre is the most important part of the training. If you don’t clear it your training won’t complete. Now retest was the only hope for her.
Retest was the very next day. We were going to classroom after dinner. And suddenly she started crying.
“Gaurav. I really love you.” She said.
“I love you too sweetu. Don’t cry. Everything would be ok. I’m there for you. I won’t let you flunk again.” I consoled her.
“No. I will because there’s no way out. And we’ll be separated forever. ”
“No dear. It won’t ever happen” I said and took her in my arms.
“Gaurav. Can you do something for me?” She asked.
“Of course my love. My whole life is yours.” I said.
“You’ll have to sit along with me tomorrow. You know every one does it. Meenal’s boyfriend helped her out that’s why she cleared. I hope Even I can expect this much from my love.” She said.
I was drowned into deep thinking because it was really risky, In fact very risky. We could’ve been thrown out of the company if caught. But on the other side was my love. What I would do in the company without her because if she fails she’d be out, I thought. Then I just looked into matter carefully that these people never count the number of candidates appearing for a test and how many are extra. Then I thought that I’ll sit on another system and complete the project and submit on Geetha’s employee id.

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The day came; we all were sitting in the class room. I was sitting a bit far from her and finally we got the project. It was not at all tough for me. I started working on it and had completed almost half when Srikkanth.M entered into the classroom. He was our batch owner, just like a class teacher in schools. Don’t know how but he’d got the report that no. of candidates appearing were more than the no. in the list. I was shocked. It was a dead end to my career. Coming time won’t be easy for me and I’ll have to face a lot, I thought. I look at Geetha’s face. She was looking as lovely and innocent as ever. But she too was badly shocked. But don’t know why, I wasn’t afraid. Love had given me a special courage and I was doing it for my love, no one else. So what if I’m caught. Srikkanth knew me quite well as I was among those who’d got 100/100 in his module, java. He looked at me straight away and called me.
Srikkanth himself was shocked when he found me as the culprit. But he was helpless as company is very strict against the cheating cases. He asked me again and again the name of the guy for whom I’m screwing up my career. But how would’ve I named my love. I didn’t speak a word. He insisted again and again that Infosys needed brains like me but I would not listen. Finally he gave up and reported to HR department. The same question was asked again and again from me but my love was the most important thing in the world for me now. They then asked me to write a resignation letter and I did the same. I was fired.
Someone’s strange voice hit my ears and came out of the world of my thoughts. I was still sitting on the footpath and looking at the trees and the birds.
“Come on sir. Sit in the cart.” Cart driver said.
“Oh yes. Lets go.” I replied and left the campus and the company for ever.





Now you all must be having one question your mind. That what about Geetha? Geetha cleared the exam. I think I had taught her enough and rest she cheated from the guy who was sitting next to her. I waited for her call after the incident but she didn’t. I called her but she didn’t attend my call. And most interesting thing is that it has been 8 months since that incident but we never had a talk.

maths magic:

[(ur cell no.'s last digit)*2+5]*50+[ur age + 365 - 615]

the last two nos. in the final answer is ur age &
the 1st digit is ur cell's last no.

am i correct???

LETTER FRM INTELIGENT DAUGHTER 2 FATHER:

hi friends,

I found one nice letter and felt to share with all of u so just publishing it, read it and enjoy :)..........................

Father,shocked to see daughters room, bed nicely made, everything clean& saw a letter.He read letter with trembling hands:

Dad,with great regret & sorrow, i m writing u&leaving home, going wit my boyfrnd ANDY.Its a real PASSION with him.
He is so nice 2 me.I know if u meet him u'll like him.But it isnt only PASSION, m pregnant & he want2hv the kid.He is older thn me(42not so old)&has no money.
I know he hs more galfrnds bt he'll b faithful2me in his own way.He want2hv more kids& dats now 1 of my dreams too.
ANDY told me dat marijuana doesnt hurt any1 & he'll b growin it fr us &we'll trade fr cocaine.Pray dat science finds cure fr AIDS & ANDY gets better.
Dont worry,m 15yrs old&can take care of myslf. Sumday we'll b back& u get2know ur grandchildren
Ur lovin daughter

At bottom of page ws PTO Hands still tremlin,

he turnd page & read:DAD none of above is true.
I m at neighbrs home.Just wantd to remind u, dere r worse thngs in life thn my reportcard,in my bag.
Plz sign it&call wen its safe for me2come home.
ur daughter

hope u like it friends...................

kya yahi pyar hai

Footing in front of the lane of love
Waiting for the one who resembles a Love
And swiftly she appears and tells me
That I’m the boy, she is in love with
She loves me madly and cares me truly
But I’m the one who took her flippantly
But then some feeling arrives in ma heart
And I become crazy about her
Her single sight of just two seconds on the way
Happened to be so precious and I get crammed with iT
Now I cant oppose talking to her
I ask her is it love or just infatuation?
She responds serenely
She told me the way to scan myself
By the same system she followed for herself
Subsequently I comprehend that I’m in love
Want to utter but I lack words
I wana pronounce, “ I love u”
Can you tell me how to?

some sweet lines by dEEPAK

kisi ne mujh se tulip manga,mainey uska name tulip hi rakh diya
agar koi dil mangta to kya name deta,usne to mujh se meri life hi mang li thi....

mainey poocha mere khuda se pyar kya hai awaj aayi...........
sorry guys awaj english mai thi:)...................
Two souls and one thought, two hearts and one pulse.
Something that stimulates the mind and ensnares the senses
tingles ur emotions and makes you laugh and cry.....in short ALL.

Love Laws:

LOVE IS A THING WHICH CAN NIETHER BE CREATED NOR BE DESTROYED IT CHANGES FROM ONE GIRLFRIEND TO OTHER WITH A CONSIDERABLE
LOSS OF MONEY !


Note: I read this love law on last page of my electrical machine buk issued frm library and one of seniors wrote this law:).

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http://www.aamirkhan.com/blog.htm

deepak-engineersworld.blogspot.com


http://blogs.bigadda.com/ab/

final days of my college life

Today when i m writing about my college life i m in final year and might be after few days i will be one of alumni of college really it has been a great journey that now coming towards end .........................

The first day here(in My college).Those unknown faces.
Faces were blank.Without any traces.

The place was D block(first year block) and room number D111.
History was written and our fate begun.

With Friends in class and we in front.
Had Electrical Engineering with old currents.

Days went well and nights became short.
Projects at hands and teams were formed.

Now I have a project team and the number is four
Rest three [Bhuvnesh,gajju, Dhiresh(gunda) hehe] are gems but except me.

Study (sleeping) in days and parties at night.
Celebrating B'days (esp. with GPL) with true delight.

With slow progress those sleepless nights.
Working on projects and Assignments, those conclusive (inconclusive)fights.

Days are gone those nights are gone.
Conflicts in teams those fights are gone.

Just few more days and we depart.
To chase our fortune with ways apart.

But please dont cry(ppl took it seriously.. no one cried for me hehehe i knw no one )
and dont say bye.
Enjoy the moments and dont let them dry.

Collect the memories and cherish them all your life.
Days we spent in our A block.i will miss them alot........


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Dedicated to everyone part of my degree weather its my friends or teachers who always ready with their questions and assignments thanks for these sweet memories its best part of my life...

Get Out jyothi

Get Out Jyothi


I am very glad this happened because i have always heard frm people around me how money plays in hockey..infact i have heard this act of bribing is in all indian sports and its more predominant in hockey starts from district selections..


i think for 14 years since mr. jyothi is incharge i cant believe how many unworthy players he has inducted in the team and how many worthy players were ignored..This could have been a equal to betraying India of winning its matches and even an Olympic spot

I feel Mr Gill too would have been behind as he backed Jothi Kumaran for long

For once i feel kudos for indian media but he must be severly punished and he should not be left easily


Former Olympians Pargat Singh and Dhanraj Pillay were furious after they saw the news and both claimed Jothikumaran's ouster.

Pillay, in fact, went on to claim that Jothikumaran had pushed Adam Sinclair in the 2004 Athens Olympic team using his clout. "I can tell you that this boy did not know how to hit the ball but Jothikumaran got him in and the then coach Gerard Rach tutored him thrice a day to teach him the basics," he said.

guys at last i m just askin what u think where will be indian hockey if this continue to happen really man if the day when we indians failed to qualified for olympic was black day whts this??????

plz leave your comment always welcomes...........