Today is the 14th day since the last post, and hence an obvious time for an update. What has happened in the interim? Nothing much, to be honest. True, I met someone at my erstwhile and perhaps future office, and we talked for over an hour at the end of which I was left with some advice, a bagful of good wishes and the instruction to wait for a meeting with the CEO. This chat I had was on Monday and it is Friday already. No one told me but I am pretty certain the CEO won't be working weekends. And with him presently in Mumbai and me in Delhi, there is only so much hope of us meeting today.
I always considered myself rather patient but now, I am scaling new peaks among the lofty ranges of patience. One never ceases to learn.
So to pass the time, and also to keep my proverbial eggs in more than just one wicker basket, I am still applying for the few jobs that present themselves. So I went for an interview yesterday which turned out to be an English test rather than an interview. Not that I have anything against such tests, but this one was rather lame. For one, some of the questions were inherently wrong. You know, give me 10 sentences to pick out the ones with right usage of commas, and five of those sentences don't have any commas. I point this out to the woman who handed me the test paper and she looks at me like I am a retard, and says, "If there are no commas, then it is obviously wrong. Why do you need to ask?" Alright you fucking bimbo, you surely are the smart one here, not realising that it is MS-Word's auto-correct screwing up your test questions. But who am I to complain? Of course, the bimbo was nowhere to be seen for long after I was done with the "test" and after waiting uselessly for a while, I just left the papers on a table and left. Did I mention it was a hand-written test involving considerable amounts of actual writing, all without even a table to sit at? Let them figure out my handwriting.
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Awara ladke...baat maan, get in a Doctoral program and write.
Don't understand why you feel the need to rough it out.
I agree with Abhishek. What's the matter with you? Do you even think about how important your work could be?
....exactly!!! I mean why take inane entrance tests when you can spend your life "productively" splurging govt. funding on theses that deconstruct this that and the other with the inevitable and constant conclusion floridly declaring that nothing can and should be done? Now THATS what i call important work!
...alternatively start your own religion, make drugs a part of it...make money every which way....
asbhishek and manijhe, i would have applied for a PhD already if my professor was kind enough to reply to my emails, so that i could wring a reference out of him. as for my work being important, that surely won't come about as a result of the PhD. academia has its own confines and my preferred wingspan is much larger. :p
starting a religion is moneymaking for sure, but i am more inclined to destroy all religion. as for drugs, i am not sure if i want to advocate their use at a mass level. it will give the morons something to blame for their stupidity!
Mail me a copy of this letter, and tell me where to find your professor. I frequent the Senate House library and might be able to find him, and put it nicely into his hands ;)
What say you?
Forget everything and just start thinking...chances are high that you will get the Nobel and a million dollars for sitting on your ass:-)
manijhe, so you are back in london? maybe i will have you look up dr hughes at soas. this conversation shall continue over email, not this comments section.
and yes hazarika, after seeing mr president obama win the peace nobel, there is still hope for me! :p
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