Equation and reactions........

When I was a student I used to hate that day when some of national festival or holiday happen to be Sunday. I am still the same, I hate it. Why you lose your one extra holiday just because it is Sunday. I know lots of people will agree with me but most of might not agree with me. Choose the either side you want to be, I am happy to be back the way I was.

Let’s hope next time this doesn’t happen with us. Please god does take care of it from next time onwards. For me last month has been great on all the fronts. Let me tell life after college makes you think and realize how much you miss college life.

I think of the past few months and I realize life has changed dramatically. The late night parties have stopped, phone call is limited to few people, SMS I have stopped sending just because ever TRAI have not more than 100 message( even govt. has turned against student). After college I have lost contact with most of classmates. Even they don’t seem to come on Facebook.

Even then also, I get the updates regarding all the new breakups and linkups of our classmate. Believe me there have been few. Even though I was told to not write this part but who cares.  After all that is what we want to hear from friends. Leave the gossip part but still you get to know a lot from all the friends. I still remember my time in hostel when we used to speculate about all the happenings in the college even if we were related to it or not.

And at last I got back my hunger for writing. I hope it continue for some time and get some time from my office. On a good note I do want tell you all that our STARTUP is selected in top 20 STARTUP in NASCOM. Hope we get more recognition very soon. Do like Traveltriangle.com indeed.

The equation of my college life and its Parameters...........

As my college comes nears towards its end. My affection toward college has increased but toward classes has decreased. I do not know how to explain it but just you can say classes are sound like hangover time.

It is just that when your first semester starts you see classes as a time to learn and to be comfortable in new world. You always see this is your chance and you should make best use of it. Teachers seem to be your friend and you try to hear each and every word said by them. You go library in search of the entire new book related to you subject to gain advantage over other student. You always ask the difficult question in the class, even if it not directly or indirectly related to your subject. You don’t bunk the class or even try to do it.

The first semester of any MBA college seems to be so scoolish, but that’s what it is all about. After the first battle, then comes the second semester.

This is always different from first semester. You attendance dips a bit. The last bench is booked by few good fellows of class (like I used to have one for myself). Even though you know the answer, you are not first to raise your hand. Visit to library decreases like temperature in winter but it is replaced by canteen visits. Your assignments are either copied or submitted late. You even stop making subject wise note. New funda is to just get a photo copy of your friend notes.

In second semester you are more interested in which of you senior is placed where instead of focusing on your own summer internship. You are more worried about your job prospects even if it is one year away.

How could I forget, the new bonding in class. Some love birds are found and some jolly good friends. Friendship has an all new meaning in life. Living 24/7 is just becomes part of your life. Late night parties, some drinking and dancing all seems so good. Expenses surpass your bank balance. Phone bill rises to a new level and yet you think you talk so little in ratio of others.

Hey, still I am missing so many things. I think this will continue to come in. after all I can now only remember my college days like this.

Finally I want to just dedicate this note to all the student and faculty member of MBA in IEC. But the person who told me to write about college life and incident, I want to especially thank him. One of my friend DEEPAK.

A sher in my style

Likhne ke ek tum h ustaad nahi ho “SAIFI”,

Kahte hai issi zamane ek “DEEPAK” bhi hai……

Simply friends………………………part 1

When you enter into the last phase of your college life, only thing you want that it should go on. It should never end. But the reality is totally different. Every good thing comes to end one day. Either it is good food, movie, life or in my case college.

There is so much to write about from my college life and from my hostel life. On which surely I am working. But my part I want to dedicate to all those friends who made my life so easy and so wonderful that I could not ask for more from god.

It is so hard to explain you feeling about all of them. How much you love your all friends and how much you hate them. Mostly hate part is easy to say. I have never been good in saying that how I feel about anybody. Every one of them has played a different role and important one to help me out and make me what I am today.

The list is long but still some names are worth mentioning in my edition. Nisheeth bhai, jayant, raj rajeswar mani tripathi, arun, vikas, varun, smita, mani, ruby, neelam and at last Kshama. These all have made my life so beautifull that I just wanted to say thanks to all of them.

Now some line which I just written for these people. Hope all of them like these lines.

These line are dedicate to all those friends who are my friends.....

One day i might let you down, By my acts,

One day i might make you feel bore, By my talks or silence,

One day i might make you angry so much, You wana hit me hard,

One day i might make you cry for, No reason,

One day i might make you feel that, I am too selfish,

One day.....

That day will be the day....

You need to forgive me for only reason....

That i am you friend......

F R I E N D.................

So this is it for today. I hope I didn’t offend anybody. Till next time this is saifi shahid saying to all of you SIMPLY FRIENDS………………………………

BY: Saifi Shahid