A Beautiful(?) day!

I just feel like a mindless ramble so no agenda this time..
I woke up thinking it was going to the perfect day! Bunked college, bunked the internship. A day for me, me-time...
And sure enough, got off to a great start...the whole house to myself, Roger Waters to cheer me up.. So after loafing around and day-dreaming, I decided to head to the library. Oh wait, before that a piece of advice for any potential renovators : Do NOT live out of three or more houses..you never will find anything where it ought to be..Tees in one house, pants in another and books in some other cranny..and shoes are the biggest problem! Try as you may, you never will be able to get the one you thought would go with your clothes!! Now I'm digressing.. Anyways after consolidating ( now you would understand the importance of the word) my books, I set off, wearing my favourite off-white pants. Ipod in my ear and a spring in my step, I decided to walk the distance. Superb morning, until now. It takes a certain knack, and swedish precision for a driver to actually find the smallest pothole(one thats doing its damndest to go unnoticed) and run over it, ensuring that the little dirty, bacteria-ridden water splashes all over the lone pedestrian on the road. Talk about timing. So after damning him to hell for the rest of eternity, I trudged back home. After disinfecting myself to a satisfactory degree, i set off again, determined to still have a great day. Wiser this time, i decide that the auto is the way to go! Our chennai auto-drivers need no introductions vis-a-vis their money extracting skills. So i walk up confidently, rapidly belt out the destination and the money i'm willing to pay along with it, all in one breath. I guess he figured from my tone that i wouldn't budge on any count and readily agreed! Amazed at my bargaining capacity ( or whatever it is that i did), i got in, already imagining the books i was going to read. Little did i know that my friend here would wreak his vengeance upon me by jarring my bones to death. Having played a match the previous day after a long long time, i'd pretty much sprained every muscle that i knew of ( the ones i didn't know of as well!). The dear man decided to remind me of my state at every instant possible, taking me through a roller-coaster ride, not to mention squeezing through lanes where i thought even i wouldn't fit, much less an entire vehicle. Well, he sure got me there fast. Dazed, i paid up, vowing that the next time around i'd pay even 50 bucks more to not repeat that experience. Ah the library..bliss at last?? no no no. Today of all days, the librarian decided that i was the historical romance types and wouldn't stop shoving those kind of books down my throat (don't get me wrong, i do enjoy the occasional cute well-written love story but Giant-Big-man weilding a sword and the little petite dumb brainless chick who worships him and needs to be protected by his Mightiness!! seriously???) . After telling him a gazillion times that i don't really fancy the type, i managed to wriggle out with the types that i do like! Whew..
Oops my friend has come home and i'm not one to continue with broken string of thought..so i'll leave you all here..
Toodles

..And life goes on

For all those who weren't part of the rat race (or must I say CAT race), the results were out today. And no surprises there; missed out on those elusive IIM calls by a few marks here and there. Sadly, the closer you get to it, the harder it is to digest the miss; especially when you know that 2 measly mis-calculations will set you back by something like 10 marks and more often than not, that is the difference between a great score and an average one!
And I quite honestly was dreading this day, expecting a long depressing lull in my life, where I suddenly realise that I'm good-for-nothing and a miss in this exam is akin to being a failure and a second-grade citizen in life. But amazingly I seem to have taken it awfully well (and believe me, I think someone has taken over my mind today).
And quite on the contrary, I'm quite filled with indignance. I just don't believe that an exam can define who I become ( though it will define it for those who do clear it!). And suddenly I feel like I just got swept into the much hated (by me) 'mob mentality'. I really don't have a clear idea of what an MBA even entails, so all that I've done is gone by 'tags' and hearsay. Maybe this is my chance to step back, re-evaluate my options, find my passion ( and i'm a great believer of doing what consumes you completely, to the point of obsession) . So this is probably a blessing in disguise!And last but not the least, I'm still a smart person, and so are all those who missed out in this exam, irrespective of what the numbers and rankings say!

The Mean Split

Well, I just logged back in to check out this blog and I suddenly realised that I was coming across as a complete little Miss. Goody Two Shoes. And let me assure you that anyone who even half knows me will stumble all over themselves to assure you of the contrary! So lets analyse what goes through my bitchy mind shall we?

Lets start off with my not-so-old learning-to-drive experience. Up until today, I thought the losers sitting in those cars were all extremely lucky to actually reach wherever they wanted with the luxury of an AC and not to mention speed! So, as a true walker-on-the-road, I never stuck to pavements. Please, you would think the least those drivers could do was to slow down a bit when they see 'me' walking! And I was happy with my rationale, for a long long time.

And then i learnt to drive! Now suddenly my rose-tinted glasses are off and i hate those jay-walkers (read as 'myself a few months ago'). I feel like 'Gee Nive, you really need to dash one of those over-confident strutters; just teach them a small little lesson! Don't they realise that i actually have to go down a gear or two just to facilitate their meandering! Talk about walking like you own the world. Why can't they stick to those elevated curbs where they belong!!'

Whoa!! Now all i can think of and pray for is that i don't run into a Driver-me when I'm walker-me!!!