How to get a N.O.C for transferring your vehicle to other state?

If you are planning to move to a new place in a different state in India and are planning to take your vehicle along, you would need a No Objection Certificate (N.O.C) from your RTO jurisdiction. Before going any further let me clarify that, you do not need to take N.O.C for transferring your vehicle to a different place within the same state.

The process for obtaining N.O.C. for transferring your vehicle is a cumbersome one as it involves getting various approvals from different agencies. I recently had to shift from Hyderabad (residing at Madhapur) to Gurgaon and wanted to take my bike along with me there. For the benefit of ‘Mango People’, I have listed down the steps that you need follow to get your N.O.C within a week.

Pre – requisite: Things you will need to get N.O.C

1. Original RC
2. ID proof
3.  Local address proof
4. Xerox copies of Insurance, Pollution clearance certificate

Procedure to be followed:

• Obtain traffic clearance certificate: In order to obtain a traffic clearance certificate, you need to write an application to the DCP, traffic police Hyderabad for issue of N.O.C from a traffic perspective. In the application you have to write the name of the place you are shifting to and also mention the details of your vehicle (i.e. most of the details mentioned in the RC). Along with this application attach your ID proof and Xerox of RC. Go to the traffic control room at Lakdikapul (Near West side signal) and submit your application at counter no.2. The person there will take your application, verify if you have any challans pending. If there are no challans pending he will issue a traffic clearance certificate. You do not need to pay anything here and the N.O.C will be issued free of cost. The process will take about 30 minutes.

• Obtain a police clearance certificate: In order to obtain a police clearance certificate, you need to write an application to the DCP, central crime station, Cyberabad for issue of N.O.C from a police perspective. Along with this application attach your ID proof, Address Proof and Xerox of RC. Now take your application and submit it to the nearest Meeseva centre. Your application would be submitted online at the Meeseva centre and you would be given an acknowledgement receipt. Here you need to pay a total of 135 rupees as the charges for issue of N.O.C. You can track the status of your application online at the Meeseva online portal. Once your application is approved, you can collect your police clearance certificate from the Meeseva centre where you submitted your application. The official timeline for issuing the police clearance certificate is 7 days. However, I got my certificate within 3 days.

• Apply for N.O.C. at R.T.O:   Fill up Form 28 in triplicate and attach 1 rupee revenue stamps on each of the forms. Take a pencil print of the chassis number on each of the three forms. Along with Form 28 in triplicate attach your ID proof, Traffic clearance certificate, Police clearance certificate, Xerox of RC, Insurance and Pollution clearance. Go to R.T.O at Attapur in Mehdipatnam and get your documents verified by the administrative officer. After this go to counter no. 4 and submit your application. Here you will have to pay a total of 85 rupees as charges. You need to carry your original RC as this has to be submitted along with your application. The applications are accepted between 11-1 pm and the N.O.C will be issued on the same day between 4-5 pm.

P.S. I followed the above procedure and got my N.O.C. within 5 days without paying any bribes. Have a little patience and All the best!

If you have any queries, feel free to reach out to me :)

A ‘Friends’ among ourselves

I am not an avid watcher of the American sitcoms, but of the few that I have watched, Friends has been ‘The Best'. The story of Friends revolves around the lives of six friends, Chandler, Joey, Ross, Monica, Rachael and Phoebe who live in Manhattan, New York.

In the midst all the people who live in Hyderabad, we are six friends who are having the time of their lives in Madhapur, Hyderabad. We have our own versions of Chandler, Joey, Ross, Monica, Rachael and Phoebe. Let me take you through them.

L to R: Umesh, Supreet, Swati, Susmita, Bhavesh, Mohit

Chandler (a.k.a Bhavesh): Bhavesh is a master in financial analysis. He is known in Hyderabad for his sarcastic sense of humour and can come up with the weirdest of PJ’s when you least expect them. His luck with women is as bad as it can get. He has or atleast has had problems talking with women and ends up being just friends with them, let alone dating them. (probably he likes it that way :P)

Joey (a.k.a Umesh): Just like Joey, Umesh loves food! (A guy from Netherlands said:  This guy can eat insane amounts of food at Barbeque nation!) Flirting comes naturally to him and he attracts girls towards himself like a magnet. He is the most care free person you will meet in the whole of Hyderabad and at times talks some serious stuff.

Ross (a.k.a Supreet): This guy is just obsessed with ‘Physics’. He goes around explaining physics of how things happen to just about everyone. He is geeky, lovable and good at heart though a bit impulsive at times. He has lost count of the number of times he has been on and off relationships, but still wants to be in one.

Monica (a.k.a Susmita): She is best friends with Rachael and acts like the mother hen of the group. This girl is obsessed with cleaning her room and wants it not just to be clean but to be ’Monica Clean’. No one teases her that she is fat, but she herself tells us every other day how she is getting fat and wants to reduce weight. By the way she is also a good chef.

Rachael (a.k.a Swati): She is the youngest in the group, is a HR consultant and a wannabe shopping consultant. She is childish and her favorite pass time is gossiping.  She is a master of all the tantrums (nakhras) that a girl can throw at you.

Phoebe (a.k.a Mohit): He is the male version of phoebe in our group. Just like Phoebe sings ‘Smelly cat Smelly cat’ our Mohit sings ‘In my head, In my head...Zombie Zombie’ in the most pathetic manner. He is good at heart and has conflicts with our Ross ‘n’ number of times on a variety of topics. He is an epitome of eccentricity and as our Chandler says “inhone toh logon ko frustiyane mein Ph. D kar rakhi hai”.

We also have a Gunther (a.k.a Shashank) amongst us. He makes brief appearances and rarely speaks anything.

P.S. Just to clarify... Our Monica is not fat. I am too scared of her :P

Dedicated to the residents of #402, Manikanta Residency and #102 SVP Nilayam

Flashback Happens

You are sitting on a chair, in the darkness, staring out into the moonlit sky, trying to draw out a skew figure connecting the stars. If this has ever happened to you then you are in either one of the situations below:

• Completely ‘Vella’…and have nothing to do.
• Lost in the thoughts, thinking of someone.
• At a junction of life, where you don’t know what to do.
• There is a slow sad melody playing in the background.

You are looking into the sky, seeking out to the messiah to help you. You stare at complete blackness, unknowing of what path to take. Your mind wanders, at its will, memories flow and then FLASHBACKS HAPPEN.

I met two of my old friends, after probably a gap of 10 years or so. We hadn’t met each other in a long time, hadn’t been in touch, didn’t even have each other’s numbers and were just friends on Facebook. 

In December, 2011 we had a reunion, met each other’s friends and formed a little group of our own. We were kids back then, each of us now grown up adults standing on their own feet, ready to enjoy their newly found freedom.

We worked hard, but partied harder! Hung out with each other in whatever free time we had. Life was a breeze in the fast lanes of Hyderabad.

It started with a ‘legendary’ (Yes! that’s the word) party @ Kismet, The Park on New Year’s Eve. A night, on which, we drank till we couldn’t stand any longer and danced till we dropped dead. I barely remember anything else. 

We used to hang out @caffe latte, a kinda ‘how I met your mother like place’. A place where, we talked all sorts of crap, took out all our frustrations, spent all our hard earned money and above all a place for every occasion especially on Karoke nights.

We explored almost all the cool places but in the end I loved the late night parties @ Adi’s and my own den. Here were two places that were home to the greatest ‘nautankis’ of all times.

There were sudden plans and each one was instantaneous and legendary in itself. Whatever the destination, Club 8, Rush Sports Bar, Spoil, Airport etc. (I just can’t remember them all) all of them have an epic story to tell.

Three of them stand out though.

• The night in Spoil, on which ‘Chumpi’ scored a DJ and ‘Poo’ took on the DJ.
• The night on which ‘Chumpi’, ‘Prabs’, ‘Suppu’ and ‘Pranu’ went out for a night bike ride. We flouted all rules, performed stunts and took the police to task. (I can’t explain further)
• My B’Day celebrations in Airport with ‘Chumpi’. I have never had a better one in my life.

We stood up for each other, took care of each other, formed a little world of our own and were happy living in it. Today, we are separated by distance, though our hearts are bound by the thread of friendship. We sit in different parts of the country/city and when we close our eyes…It all Flashes Back.

At this very moment, I remember and miss

• ‘Chumpi’, for all the bossing around she did, for all the ‘nautanki’ she did, for making awkward all the situations we were in, in short for being herself.
• ‘Yash’ for being the cool daddy of our group. For taking all the tensions on himself. But dude, we kinda loved/hated you being senti now and then and crying ‘what am I doing with my life’.
• ‘Prabs’ for the sheer hot and awesome chick she thought she was and actually was. For how she managed to do ‘nautanki’ without being high. And that famous dance step of her.
• ‘Adi’ for the care free, performer of the year guy he was. Never cared a thing about the crap we did! 
• ‘Nehi’ for the bringing the hyderabadi flavor in us. For showing us what a pro she was in everything.
• ‘Poo’ who loved all of us so much, that she came from as far as RJY to party with us.

P.S. Sentiyapa on a day where I missed being with each and every one of you. :)

Ditch your “EX”... Find your “X”

It has been a long time that I have really had some time to myself. Running from here to there, after and behind things, living through ups and downs...Gosh life is hectic! Strange as it may seem but I finally managed to find some time for me on a crowded APSRTC bus on the roads of Hyderabad.

You plug in those noise isolation ear phones, immerse yourself in the lyrics of your favourite song, add to that the cool breeze on a summer evening ...doesn't matter you are in a crowded bus with chaos around...thoughts and memories come flooding back!

The thought of the day is Ditch your “EX”... Find your “X”!

For those of you who have loved and didn’t get anything in return this is your mantra! You haven’t lost anything... In fact you gained a lot...saved a lot of time, energy and money. Kick that “Ex” outta your mind and begin the hunt for the new “X”.

The “X” may be a new GF/BF, new passion, new hobby, new fantasy or a new desire. Find it, Pursue it and Nail it.

No longer will you wait for that lonely message in the day, No longer will you feel the pain of unreturned calls, No longer will you stalk him/her on FB and no longer will you get depressed thinking of your “Ex”. Swallow the bitter pill and Move on. There is plenty available in the market.

Initiate the change and you will feel a whole lot better. Discover the joy in talking with your family more often, feel the love and care of your mom again and experience the warmth of your dad!

Channelize your energy into your work/studies and in no time you will find success kissing your feet. Find some new friends...Hangout...Party...Go to movies...In short...Get a life!

Become the master of your whims and fancies again. Do the things you loved doing but haven’t done in a long time. Hit the gym...Join a dance class...Learn to play the guitar...Pamper yourself...Splurge money on You... You should be the King/Queen in your life!

Be spontaneous...Live life as it comes...Take it in the stride!

The sooner you ditch your “Ex” and find your “X” the better.

The search has well and truly began!

P.S. A compilation of self motivating thoughts on a journey from Secunderabad to Madhapur in the crowded APSRTC Bus No. 10H. 

Winter Mornings... And a Plate of Kachori

Winter Mornings are my favourite. They are cold, foggy and you just want to continue sleeping endlessly curled up in that “Razzai”. The rays of sunlight through the fog seem ever so fresh and welcoming. The morning tea/coffee tastes so much more delicious. 

People may say that there is hardly any winter in Hyderabad, it is summer 365 days. Point taken, but the early mornings do get slightly chilly and the morning tea/coffee still tastes more delicious at this time of the year. More importantly, I love being curled up in my “Razzai” and sleeping that little bit extra every winter morning.

About a year ago, exactly at this time of the year, I had got my first job offer and was sleeping peacefully curled up in the “Razzai”, while bunking Prof. Jawed’s first class in the morning. Let me share with you the scene of that morning.

Location: Room No. 59, ‘C’-Wing, Sapphire Hostel, Indian School of Mines, Dhanbad.

It’s 7.30 in the morning. The alarm rings... “Good morning! ...Good morning! ...It’s time to wake up” (Yes it’s my alarm tone, an unknown lady wakes me up every day with her sexy voice :P). I put the alarm to snooze and sleep again hoping to wake up in five minutes. The snoozing of five minutes turns to sleeping of two hours and I finally wake up at 9.30. 

Oh Shit! “Jawed ki class phir miss kar di”. Realizing that I would never make it in time for the next class at 9.40, I call up my friend to say “Bhai, Please proxy laga dena yaar”. 

Phone Rings...

Friend: Hello... (Still Sleeping)

Me: Bhai, proxy ......... Abe so raha hai kya??? 

Friend: Haan yaar, abhi utha hun

Me: Abe time dekha hai... 9.30. ... Jawed ki class miss ho gayi!!!!

Friend: Bhak saala... and he blurts out a spell of expletives!!!

Me: Matiya yaar... chal Kachori khane chalte hain...! 

Friend: Thek hai, Jaldi aa jayio...nai toh khatam ho jayegi!

I get ready and head to my friend’s room. On my way, I peep into Dev and Sam’s room to check if any one of them had gone to the class. No chance of that happening!!! They were still sleeping and as I was about to leave Dev wakes up and says in that typical ‘Banarsi’ tone of his... ‘yaar ho sake toh proxy laga dena’

Me, Dev and Shalabh @ Canteen!

We reach canteen, put our legs up and shout... ‘Robin do plate kachori lana yaar’. On his phatphatiya scooter comes our ‘Jigyasa’. Looking tensed, he asks...Bhai attendance li kya aaj ??... and we both start laughing at his face!!!

Soon we are joined by Waffy, Jhabru, Maddu, Tingri, Pandey and others... and the ‘Bakchodi of Mining 2k11’ begins!!!

Today, a year later, I wake up on a chilly Hyderabad morning. I inadvertently pick up the phone to dial my friends number only to realise... that I am in Flat No. 402 and not in Room No. 59.

P.S... This post is dedicated to my friend Shalabh Malik, for all those winter mornings in which we bunked the class and went, just to have that Rs 4  Plate Kachori!

P.S... Deeps... Thank You for giving me the idea of writing this post! 

An Upgrade to hostel life!!!

Hostel Days! ... Each time, I talk with anyone of my batch mates those memories just come flooding back. No Jhanjhat and No Jhigjhig.... Bindaas full on Masti ...that’s what it was.

Having moved on from the laid back and lazy 'Hostel Days' to the present, fast and stretched to the limit, 'Bachelor Days', I finally get a day to dwell on my thoughts. The day I spent today, is typical to what I would have done on a lazy Sunday in ISM, albeit that it’s an Upgrade to Hostel Life. How??? Read on...

• In the hostel, you live in a twin-sharing room as dirty and messy as it can get. Now, you share a 3 BHK flat and your flat is the same even though you have a ‘Bai’ and pay her for keeping it clean.
• In the hostel, you invariably get late for the first class and then finally take a ‘Cycle Rickshaw’ to make it in time for the attendance. Now also you invariably get late for office and then drive your bike at break neck speed to reach office in time.
• In the hostel you sit together with friends and all of you throw slangs at the professors for not giving enough marks. Now also you sit together with your colleagues and discuss how you are being paid less compared to your competitors, though in a slightly dignified language.
• In the hostel you have to satisfy yourselves with whatever the mess has to offer. Now you have a cook and choose to eat what you want and even have McDonalds and Dominos at your disposal. But after a few months you realise that you no longer fit into your college jeans and need to reduce that pot belly coming up!
• When you are in the hostel your parents ask ... Do you have a girlfriend???...Are you in a relationship??? Now, your parents are ready to give you the license and ask... Why don’t you get married and start a family??? (Not the case with me, but definitely with some of my seniors and elder friends!)
• In the hostel you spend your dad’s money without the slightest hesitation for movies, girlfriends, boozing etc. etc. and had to give an explanation as to how and why you spent it. Now you spend your own money for the same things and don’t have to explain it to anyone. But one thing remains same... At the end of the month you had zero balance then, and you have zero balance now also!!!

Life moves on. You have a new job, You move to a new place, You meet new people but 'You' remain constant.

In hostel You learnt ‘Matiyana’, You learnt ‘Bakchodi’, You learnt giving ‘Fundaes’ but most importantly You learnt to how to be a ‘Bhokali’ ISMITE. (Even if you aren’t :P)

Hostel Days... Those were the best days of my life!!!

M@verick’s signing off... Proud to be a product of Indian School of Mines, Dhanbad!

P.S. For those who don’t understand the words used in the last paragraph... Get in touch with any ISMITE and he/she will explain in detail the meaning of these! :)

First Anniversary!

Happy Anniversary to me and all my readers!!! :)

I have finally completed one year as a blogger. Finally managed to pursue one of my hobbies seriously and actually managed to keep it going for an year! Whoa!

Some of you have appreciated my posts and some of you have criticized them. I thank all of you for actually sparing some time to read my blog!.  I really appreciate it.


As of now I have Midsems on my head. I really think they should do away with exams in the 8th semester! After getting a job who wants to read all this crap!

 Keep reading my experiences and thoughts on life.

Cheers Readers!

For now it's M@verick signing off!!! :)

SENSEX and the Opposite Sex!

For the past few weeks there are two things I have been doing with dedication. One of them is to follow the SENSEX and invest my virtual money in it. The other is to follow the ‘Birds’ (Cute Chicks), as my friend calls it, on the campus, on FB, on the phone or on any other medium of interaction possible.

This Sunday morning, as I woke up alone in my room and picked up the copy of Economic Times lying on the floor, I had some weird similarities between these two distinct subjects cropping up in my mind. Let me share them with you.

'Bird Hunting' by applying Stock Fundas!

One of the basic investment strategies is to invest early and long in fundamentally strong stocks. People who would have invested in Reliance, Infosys etc. say 4-5 years back surely would have made a lot of money by now. The same strategy applies to these ‘Birds’. You have to identify the fundamentally strong ‘Birds’ (Those who have the right mix of Beauty and Brains!) early and invest long in them. I say early because if you don’t have a fundamentally strong ‘Bird’ in your cage by the time you are in class 11 or 12 then the chances of you finding one are diminishing by the day!

Investors are advised to ‘Cherry Pick’ their stocks according to their budget and risk profile. Likewise you too need to ‘Cherry Pick’ your ‘Birds’, according to your personality and taste. Just like you don't put your money on every stock listed on the SENSEX, don't try and hit on every 'Bird' on the Radar. If you pick someone way out of your league, it is more likely that the 'Bird' would use you, burn a hole in your pocket and then finally dump you!

Before investing in any stock you are advised to take a good look at the P/E ratio (Price/Equity ratio), Balance sheet and Dividends of the stock. Similarly, before you hit on any ‘Bird’ do analyse her ‘S/A ratio’ (Sex Appeal/Attitude ratio). Scrutinise her ‘Balance sheets’ i.e.  Family background (Make sure that she doesn’t have any rowdy brother or a mafia don father!), Past relationships (If any) etc. Most importantly, estimate and calculate your ‘Dividends’ (you all know what I mean by this ryt?).

Just like the prices of stocks fluctuate on the SENSEX, the ratings of these ‘Birds’ also fluctuate on the Opposite Sex’s Radar. The minute we see a cute girl, wearing a sexy outfit, swaggering in the canteen we have a ‘BUY’ call on her. We have scores of Boys taking the ‘Buy’ call and investing their time and money trying to hit on the girl. Soon she is “The THING” in the campus. The next week/month when we hear the news that she is now committed with an ‘X’ guy, we have a ‘SELL’ call on her.

Right now we have a recession of these ‘Birds’ on the campus. May be like the government influxes liquidity in the market by tweaking interest rates, the admin needs to influx liquidity in the campus by tweaking reservation policies!

For now its M@verick signing off!!! :)


P.S. All you girls who read this post... Don't misunderstand that i think of you as 'Birds'... Its just one of my fantasy posts! If I like anyone of you... it's b'coz I like you from my heart... My heart doesn't know any fundas of investment, trading, profits... It knows only the funda of Love!

Unplanned Plans!

One of my friends has already blogged about the topic I had in mind. 

So…What should I do?  

Cry and complain that he telepathically stole my ideas (Even though I myself told him the topic)??
 

Common… I say what the heck! Let me pick a random topic and just blog… Let me test my capabilities (I doubt if I have any :P).
 

Life is a sweet bitch that makes your plans go haywire 8 out of 10 times. Listing out the instances when I planned and they worked out would turn out to be in the ISM lingo… P*t*e de raha hai saala!
 

Here are some instances when my Unplanned Plans worked out…

• Each time there was a quiz competition in ISM I would plan to participate and prepare for it, only to be disappointed that I didn’t even qualify the prelims. Three days ago, I won the quiz competition @ Srijan ’11. How?
B’coz, I was not actually present when the prelims were being held. Instead a junior wrote my name in the team and called me when he had qualified!
Mind you I did answer some questions in the final round… especially the last question to clinch victory. I swear there was no politics involved in this and we won the final round fair and square.

• Three weeks ago, I had booked return tickets in the Howrah-Yeshvantpur Duronto to go home just in case I got tickets for the India-England match at Bengaluru. I didn’t get the tickets before the date of journey and also forgot to cancel the ticket before chart preparation. Cancelling tickets now meant a loss of 1000 bugs. Hence, I took the train and went home.
What a journey it was! Met some fantastic people on the train, finally got the tickets on the day before the match, saw Sachin Tendulkar (A.K.A. GOD!!!) score a century and the match got tied!!! Whoa!!!

• Five months ago, I enacted the best example in my life that sometimes your Unplanned Plans do work and when they do you get rewarded big time! I got my first job when I didn’t prepare an iota for the interview and told all sorts of things which came to my head in the interview.

• Two years ago, I and a group of my friends went on a trip to Puri. We decided to go at 10 in the morning and had a train at 5 in the evening. From travelling in 3 tier A.C. with general tickets in hand to wandering in Puri in search of accommodation to spending those awesome nights on the beach, the trip had every ingredient in it to make it -as they say- Simply Awesome!!!
 

It is already 1.30 in the night and I am feeling sleepy. I was in the mood to write and just had to write something because today is her B’Day. She is the reason this blog exists and she is the reason I discovered this passion of mine. I hope I have come up with something bearable.

For now its M@verick Signing off! :)

P.S. Many Many Happy Returns Of the Day!

       May God Bless You and May You have an awesome year ahead!

       Wishing you a Happy Birthday!!!

P.S. ............. you are too Lovely!!!

Revived… Times have changed!

It had rained then from my eyes and it has rained today from the heavens. I wonder what it is with these rains but they always bring a smile on my face. More importantly, they put me in a mood to blog.

Two months ago, I was a psychotic person, supposedly in love with this girl. I was a workaholic, burning my ass off to crack the CAT. I had almost no hopes of getting a job, let alone it being a decent and respectable one. I was hopeless, jobless and fed up with almost everything that was there. In short, I was all that I was not meant to be.

Today, two months later… Times have changed… Indeed they have changed dramatically.

I am no longer the psycho I used to be. I am no longer a workaholic, but have got back the ISM instilled attitude of ‘Matiyaopan’. I am now happily employed yet jobless (b’coz I have nothing worthwhile to do). I am hopeful of my life and in love with almost everything that is there. In short, I am all that I ever wanted to be. Common! Live life as it comes, but live it in style!

I getting placed… is either a horrendous mistake by the company or I am exorbitantly talented and lucky. Whatever it is… I don’t give a damn! I am in and it’s all that matters!

Just before I left home after the durga puja vacations, I told to my grand mom that with your blessings and if everything goes well your grandson will have a job in his hands within a few days. She blessed me and assured me that I was very lucky and shall get what I wanted. How true her words were!

But seriously, even in my wildest dreams I did not know that I would do the things I did on the day before the placements.

A written aptitude test was to be held at 6:00 PM on 26th October. On the morning of 26th October, I and two of my friends went to Big Bazaar at 9.30 AM to buy formal shirts for ourselves. On coming to know that it would open at 11.00 AM we went to the Café Coffee Day shop to while away our time. But just then, my crazy friends (Jhabru and Waffy) came up with the idea of going to the Movie ‘Jhoota hi Sahi’ being screened at Fame, Dhanbad. Despite my earnest attempts to resist them they convinced me and dragged me to the movie. Predicatably, the movie was a complete waste of time and money.

Post the movie, we went into Big Bazaar and bought shirts for ourselves. It was already 2:00 PM by then. Knowing that we would miss lunch at the mess we decided to fill ourselves with Pizzaa’s and other junk food available. On coming back to the hostel at 3:00 PM, I came to know that the test had been preponed to 4:00 PM and we had to submit a CV on the spot. Damn it!

CV???  From where would that come from??? I hadn’t prepared one b’coz I didn’t think I would need one… that too so quickly. Cut, Copy, Paste and Edit...all in just fifteen minutes... that’s how the CV was done. I went for the test and surprisingly topped it. Next day, I got through the interview and the rest as they say is history. 27th October shall be remembered as one of the most memorable days in my life.

But the question remains…Would my actions be justified if I hadn’t got through the aptitude test and the interview?

For the past three semesters, I have been going to a movie on Friday night just before the week of the exams. The preparation leave has progressively become redundant in its purpose of preparing me for the exams. Exams are reduced to one night stands which reaffirm my capacity to complete the semester’s syllabus in just a matter of few hours. They hone your skills to read, understand and memorize huge chunks of information in the least possible time. It’s a challenge to read that little bit less every semester and still score that little bit extra each semester. Bring it on! I love these challenges!

Being jobless after getting a job is one of the most heavenly feelings one could ever experience. All that is left is to find that elusive ‘Miss Right’ of mine. I have zeroed in on one of the many available ones and hope to get it right this time. She is so sweet and cute that every action and word of her makes me go crazy. In these chilly winter nights the warmth of her thoughts radiate and keep me warm. I am falling for her…

As I was conversing on the phone on my hostel’s terrace during the preparation leave for the end-semester exams, a friend of mine walked by me and said… ‘Final year mein agar kisine masti ki hai to vo Supreet Srinivas hai’. I brushed aside his comment saying… ‘Saale funde mat de’. Today I wonder if there is any truth in his comment.

For now it's M@verick signing off... :)