Personal
- India seems to be dearer than it was earlier. I never knew I would miss India that much.
- Indian movies… though I did not watch much in my last 2 years of stay here at IIFM, Bhopal, right now I am not letting any opportunity to see some good movies.
- A regret that I could not see places around Bhopal and now I am leaving Bhopal. But really I loved this city. I’ll back to explore.
- I feel scared thinking of a life where I have to search to get some good English books (what I could find were only French books.). My god.. how will I survive. Let’s see whether Amazon.com has a shipping facility there or not.
- People are saying I would be a changed person in Africa.. I don’t believe them. An Ass will be An Ass anywhere.
- Was it true that you ordered the killing of children and when their mother asked to end their suffering they were also put to the same treatment?
- What did you consider your prime motivation to take up arm?
- I know you have written a lot on this, but was there no personal motive, was it totally for the principle of socialist movements and for the people of Latin America?
- Did you believe in whatever you have written or preached, as you have contradicted your own teachings many times?
- Your statements created a lot of controversies and it seemed that those statements were just made to create controversy and had no other purpose.
- You lambasted all the existing sages, philosophers, and saints as well as other all-time greats, openly. Though your teachings and philosophy have primarily been based upon writings and teachings of these sages and classic literature.
- Did you put focus on sex, primarily to attract western followers and put something new , a new form of spirituality, where all acts were beyond guilt and people can justify their activities, live a restrain free life, and consider themselves pure and chaste?
Ivory Coast
After being away from blogging for more than 20 days once again back (as if my return was awaited worldover, but nevertheless it seems nice to write). Just joined Olam Ivory Coast and was surprised by this city called Abidjan. Its completely different from my imagination of an african capital. Though i spent only a few hrs here but it seems a great place, irrespective of the security concerns. So check out this space for some more info on Ivory Coast and Abidjan..
Thank you IIFM
I cannot just thank IIFM enough for whatever it has given. The Director’s Award for the best student, the best orgaizational training award and the best placement (this one I am not sure but if we consider the compensation it is the highest offered at the campus)… but more than all of this.. IIFM made me believe in myself. I had walked in IIFM with lots of apprehensions and questions about my own abilities. I had never been exposed to such kind of academic rigour and competition.. At the time of joining all I was hoping for was able to complete the course and get a job.. I have done much better than that.
Congo Calling
Only 23 days are left of my stay here at IIFM Bhopal. And probably 30 days in India. While all my friends are happy that they are going to spend some time with the family, I am feeling a bit low as I will get less than 10 days to spend with my family. But looking back, it gives a mixed feeling, when I joined the institute in 2004, there were a lot of dreams and uncertainties, today I feel lucky that I got what I was dreaming of.. its not exactly that, but that’s damn close to it. And uncertain, about where the future will take me. It’s a proud feeling when you have placement offers come pouring down on you and you are facing the problem of plenty.
But, you have to make a decision and I took a bold one. To go to a country, which name gives a very different feel altogether. Ya, I am going to Congo. The war-prone country in Central Africa. I could have easily opted for a cozy job in one of the leading banks in Mumbai or Hyderabad. But, I could not resist Africa (or US dollars!!). I am trying to get hold of French (Congo is a francophone country), as I had a tough time there during my summers due to having no knowledge of French. Life is a bit different right now after that decision. Some changes I could feel right now.
Going to miss a lot my friends .. and student life.. I
Some Remarkable Men
Some personalities really baffle you. There are so many greats, but this post deals with three personalities, whom I came to know through their books. And all three have one thing in common, whether you like them or not, they are going to leave their mark on you, once you go through their books.
Che Guevera
The Cuban hero of liberation and socialist revolution has been a fascinating and enigmatic persona. After his execution on October 9, 1967, he became a youth icon world over.. The picture (displayed here) became the most popular photograph of the century and the photographer became a legend. His autobiography still shakes you from within. Some of his statements throw ample light on his philosophy and beliefs.
“Many will call me an adventurerâ?? and that I am, only one of a different sort: one of those who risks his skin to prove his platitudes.”
“We must carry the war into every corner the enemy happens to carry it: to his home, to his centers of entertainment; a total war. It is necessary to prevent him from having a moment of peace, a quiet moment outside his barracks or even inside; we must attack him wherever he may be, make him feel like a cornered beast wherever he may move.”
“I know you’ve come to kill me. Shoot, you are only going to kill a man."(His last words.)
I would have loved to spend few days with him and ask a few questions.
Paramhansa Yogananda His autobiography “Autobiography of a Yogi has changed the life of millions and put Indian spirituality into a new context. The book introduced the world to Mahavatar Babaji. The book is full of miracles and happening which are hard to believe. Still, the book made me believe everything.
Paramhansa Yoganand wrote in this book:
“A yogi through perfect meditation has merged his consciousness with the creator perceives the cosmic essence as light, to him there is no difference between the light rays composing water and the light rays composing land. Free from matter consciousness, free from the three dimensions of space and the fourth dimension of time, a master transfers his body of light with equal ease over the light rays of earth, water, fire or air.”
Spending a few days with him and talking to him would have been one of the most fulfilling experiences of my life.
Osho One of the most controversial godmen of our time. Put India on the global map of spirituality and meditation, with his mix of super marketing skills and super-natural oratory.
Osho claimed to have read more than 100,000 books and has written more than 500 books (actually most of his books are tapes of his teachings, and lectures delivered on different topics, which were later put into book form). If I could have got an opportunity and some magical power to get truth in form of answers to this questionsâ?¦.
Organizational Training in Gabon
After 7 hours of train journey I reached to a small place called Booeu. And my god, if you do not know French here your life is hell here. So far I was always accompanied by one or another person who helped me in interacting with these. But on the train, no one was there to help me out. And I was damn worried about how I am going to alight at my destination. It was night journey and everyone was sleeping and I was worried that if I go to sleep, might miss the station. I tried to know from other people that when I ll reach at Booeu, but what I managed to get from them did not make any sense to me, I thanked (â??merciâ?? the French for thanks) them for their help.
So I did my own calculation based on the info provided by my Libreville friends and slept for 3-4 hours and set the alarm in my cell, quite well earlier to my calculated arrival at Booeu. Somehow or another I managed to alight at Booeu. The station was very small station, just like any small station in divine land of Bihar. So a feeling of nostalgia crept in. Four-five people were there on the station. I did an exploratory scan of the whole place to find the person, supposed to be there to receive me. But I realized the futility of the exercise, how I am going to recognize that fellow, to me all faces are alien.
I waited and waited, no one so far. With a laptop on my shoulder, a camera hanging at my hip and a face, distinctly different, were giving invitation for trouble at 4 am. After 15 minutes, I saw person approaching towards me, 6 â??5â?? tall, double my width, dressed in blue denim and t-shirt. He pointed his finger to me and spoke in voice which sent  chill through my spine: “you Mr. Singh?” I could not belive my ear. All I could manage was an ‘Yes’ and deep sigh of relief. But for make it doubly sure, I asked “Are you from Olam?” Answer was a soothing “oui”.
He took my luggage and I followed him to a Toyota pick-up, I hurriedly snuggled into back seat. I was happy that within a few hours I am going to reach my hotel and settle for at least 20 days. No more travel with the entire luggage. But I was mistaken. We started for Makakou and after few minutes it started raining heavily. After 15 minutes of concrete road, we shifted to kachha road. And after another 10 minutes we were surrounded by big giant trees and no trace of any human being. Huge trees, and here these kind of forests are called a ‘bush’, I could not help but smiled. I remembered my trip to Vellore, Tamilnadu, where all they had was some patches of 2-3 feet tall Acacia nilotica, and Subabool plantation and they called that forest.
It was a journey which seemed never ending. After 20-30 killometer drive I could see some small house made of wood. The population density is very low in all part of Africa. Barring a few countries or for that matter cities. Kinshasha (capital of Cango) was an exception, when I visited the local market there, it was very similar to any market in India full of people and a lot of buzz. After 3 hours of journey finally I reached Makokou. Small city with big wide clean roads. Very less population. My first stop was to Mr.Anandâ??s house. The only Indian family in Makakou. And there I was greeted with south Indian breakfast and lunch. It was delightful to get some really good homemade Indian food. After visiting the Olam Office here, I checked in my hotel. Belinga Place. Nice hotel by any standard. If you just remove food served here as one of the parameters. For a person, who prefers vegetarian food, its tough life here. You have to take non-veg food or starve. There is no other option, if you are not cooking yourself. So, I had only one option to resort to non-veg foods. Here, the first thing I learnt was what they call chicken and eggs. As they serve hell lot of different types of meat. So it is better not to experiment, unless and until you know what they are going to serve. You get monkeys, frogs, beef and god knows what not.Â
So I decided not to experiment and go on staple breakfast of Omelet, coffee, orange juice and breads. Even the bread served here is different. It takes hell lot of time to explain them what I want. I got hold of some French words but the pronunciation, these idiots right something and speak something entirely different. In the evening, Mr. Anand too me to a round trip to city which lasted for 45 minutes and I had seen all nook and corners of the city. Nice clean city. And best thing is that, it is as safe as any other city in India, or even safer than that. So I can easily roam around without any fear. A relief from security concerns, which were quite restrictive in Kinshasha, where I could not move out from my hotel room. #iifm #africa
Miles to Go
If you have a lot to write, you are not going to write anything. This is what I realized in the last couple of weeks. And the result was no post for quite some time.
This period has been dotted with many significant events, which could make quite a mark on one’s life, and such one event was my decision to go for Olam International, Singapore. Yes, I appeared for the selection process for my second organization training and after a lot of drama and suspense, finally got thru.
So I would be going for my second OT in some country in Africa (that is the most probable destination at the moment). So two months to those places, which have a lot of stories and myths (and most of them are not very pleasant to ears) attached to them. Let’s see what is in the store for me. Time to prove myself, once again.
The first Organization Training is still afresh in my mind and will be for quite some time, as it has put me on for the Directors Prize for Best OT, thanks to some great efforts put in by my friend / OT partner Anup Singh. But this time, I think it’s very different.
Wait, I am missing somethingâ?¦ yaâ?¦ marks of my midterms examination are now coming to me. And surprise, surprise.. the last post that I wrote after my Livelihood paper stands null and void. The reason, the marks are something, which has defied my logic. I got more than 60% in that paper (it’s quite something considering the fact the topper got only 66). The same thing happened with the Microfinance paper. I was quite disappointed after the paper as all I had done in the paper was a lot of Golas?. When I got the marks it was 44 out of 50 and I was the topper.
#iifm
Kiss Mid-term Exam Ka
The whole story can be described in one line, what I studied was not in the paper, and what was in the paper, I did not study. So you can guess the results… The Climax of the story was my Livelihood Paper (Livelihood and Natural Resource Management). It was my optional paper. Probably my inclination to work for the uplift of the downtrodden and poor was somewhat responsible for the decision, though considering the present scenario and situation, right now I am open for any sector, and for any organization (depending upon some key parameters…. You all know what those parameters for an MBA ) from Olam International to Pradan.
Okey, I was telling you about my livelihood paper. The class notes provided were around 300-400 pages, along with a lot of reference books provided. And my strategy from the first term was to start just before the examinations (being attentive in class used to make me competent enough to adopt this strategy), and I did not realize the loopholes in the strategy until I saw the paper. Though I always remember God before writing anything in the examination, in this paper I was doing it throughout the exam. I just glanced at my other friends and they were in the same position.
Vo mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi, main usko dekhe jaa raha tha
Na paper mujhe aa raha tha, na paper usko aa raha tha
(courtesy my pagalguy friends…)
Ultimately I had to write something. And my tried and tested theory came true once again. “You write the longest answer to the question you have not studied. In our terminology “Gola Dena. So, a lot of Gola in the paper and let’s pray that I get something for my “golas.
#iifm
Exam-time
Once again examinations to deal with… though the situation is quite different. Ill-prepared, huge syllabus, the extra burden of the Livelihood audit course (almost 300 pages, class notes, don’t know how to cope with that.).. this time only hoping for some kind of miracle to get more than 3.55. Really it’s a tough time. Assignment, Presentation, Quiz… What a life! Making the situation more complicated, is the placement committee work ( top priority- Akhir roji-roti ka sawaal hai)….
#iifm
Bihar-gatha
Bihar, whenever I utter this word to non-biharis (here the non-Biharis = those who belong to other states than Bihar, UP and Jharkhand), the reactions and expressions are something to relish.. I can recall many incidents…
A couple of years back, I was in Mumbai for an interview.At the interview center I met a guy, nattily dressed (in jeans and t-shirt, with “a wisdom quote”) with gelled hair, looking anxious, as I got to know later that his interview was scheduled the next day. To make himself ready for the interview. He approached me, as I was coming out after the interview and after my dose of recently got knowledge and expert opinion on how to face that interview board and what to prepare for, he asked me for my email id. I took out my visiting card (I ran a Computer Education Center) and handed it to him. A glance at the card, he was looking at me, like he was seeing Michael Jackson in Dhoti Kurta or for that matter, Adnani Sami doing a break dance.. . Are you from Bihar? Yes. And you have an internet connection in Bihar ?? I just looked at his face there was no sign, which can indicate that he was going to digest a positive answer..
Six Days of Bliss
Summer Project is almost over and now is the time to spend a week along with my parents, family, and friends. This is going to be my six days of bliss. A chance to unite with friends, go to movie halls, buy tickets in black, and whistle in the hall (unfortunately I don’t know how to whistle !! But friends compensate for me also.).
I haven’t seen a lot of movies recently, so going to make up for that. A chance to watch some of my favorite serials (though only a few episodes) which I have not seen for almost a year. To play Cricket with my brothers and fight for doubtful runouts and dismissals due to rules made by the team ( a lot of rules there, to save window-glass and ball getting lost, it takes so much time for a new player to understand those rules that he might consider playing chess).
Homemade food “Ma ke haath ka khana” after 8 months and good north India food after 2 months of staple dose of Sambhar, Rasam and Dosa. etc. Muzaffarpur’s delight the ‘Rasbhari Lichis’, I am loving it, I can feel them on my tongue.
The Karnataka Diary
The last couple of days have been very hectic for us. Getting up in the morning at 7 o’clock to get ready for the fieldwork, taking a quick bath or a quick decision to not take bath, and then along with the team members getting packed into jeep (7 people including the driver) and then get on with the real work, going from village to village and gathering information about the existing or potential pulpwood plantation.
Though, the whole process of gathering information about the plantation is being carried out by our team members as we have neither the ability (no knowledge of Kannada) nor the requirement to do it ourselves. The team members are really something, especially my namesake, a tall fair fellow, having a great affinity for jewelry, which I guessed either he has robbed his in-laws on the pretense of marriage or used his inherited wealth or has some relationship with some jeweler from where he has got all that on installments, as the salary he is getting from the organization (the organization in consideration is one of the biggest conglomerates of India), surely does not allow this. He is a bit annoyed by us and our methodology, which the team follows, this might be due to 5 hours of the lecture we rendered to them in the workshop to train them. In his opinion, there is no need for such kind of exercise as they have been doing all these exercises all the years, though it is another thing that management had never got any substantial result from their exercise.
So we started for Belur Taluk in Hassan district, I took my preferred back seat in the jeap (a result of my craving for leg space ). I tried my best to gather as much of Karnataka as possible through my visual receivers, which were constantly focused outside the window and kept me busy with the analysis. Actually, this is my way of keeping myself busy. Observing things around and looking for the extraordinary in ordinary things. Sometimes trying to read what is written on the signboards and posters to know about the town or place. End result, cursing the Kannadiga people for their lack of concern for people like us, who do not know Kannada, almost all the boards were in Kannada, or the information you are looking for is in Kannada. When we stop for the data collection, all the team members raid the puzzled victim. Thinking us as either police officials or some other Govt officials, a range of expressions does a quick parade on their faces. But the moment they hear the word Neelgiri and Survey, they start opening up and in some time we have 10-12 people surrounding us, trying to help us or help themselves I don’t know.
The most beautiful experience was a visit to Sakleshpur, famous for its coffee plantation. There were a lot of Silver Oak trees with small canopies, talking to the sky, and creepers of black pepper surrounded them, they looked more like green pillars (Coffee plants were planted with Silver Oak trees as they need partial shade.). Lush green plantations of coffee on both sides of the road, and beautiful landscapes give you a feeling beyond expression. I must thank IIFM for this experience, I doubt if any other institute provides such a beautiful experience. The population density in this region seems to be very low, as we traveled around 20-30 kilometers and the whole coffee plantation region was dotted with some groups of 5-6 houses. I found mostly women working in the plantations and nearby areas, dressed in shirts and a kind of Ghagra. Happily engrossed in what they were doing, they gave a cursory glance at our crossing vehicle.
There were several boards declaring “World’s Best Coffee Grows Here”. Another great experience was a visit to Belur, where we saw a great example of South Indian architecture in the Belur Temple, beautiful. It was just beautiful. Huge structures filled with a wonderful example of subtle, beautiful carvings. I just wondered how many days were spent on building this wonder. Cameras were allowed inside, a deviation from what was the almost universal rule in Tamilnadu/Karnataka. I took full liberty of this. I must thank Mr. Bapat, a real gentleman who took several snaps of us. Then we headed for Hallebeedu and visited the temple there. The next day, we got an opportunity to visit the village of our former Prime Minister Mr. Devegowda. Nothing special about the village apart from the road leading to the village, on which you can easily put your car in top gear and enjoy the rare experience of seeing your speedometer needle pass 100 kmh mark.
Since we were to visit a lot of villages there, we had to take food in a small hotel (if I can call it), that hotel we found out about after asking a lot of people for a good hotel. I think that was the best hotel there. They served something, which you can take only to fill your tummy. They served something looking like a ball (slightly bigger than a cricket ball), and I could not muster the strength to say yes to that. When I asked what that was, some of my Kannadiga team members were relishing that. They told me that this dish was the secret of Mr. Devegowda’s health, full of protein. We paid Rs. 15 per person for the lunch, which made me wonder that to survive you need not much money. Though food in K’taka or you can say in the whole of south India is very cheap, you can get good food for 30-50 Rupees, the south Indian meals are very cheap compared to the North Indian foods here.
One thing that surprised me is that South Indian states have comparatively high literacy rates, but visit a magazine shop and stationery shop, you would find only Kannada magazines on the stand, almost all the magazines are either film-based or political. It is very difficult to find some good English magazines even in the district headquarters. While in Bihar or UP, all the newsstands keep a good range of popular English/ Hindi magazines. I think it is due to a lot of people in these states preparing for different competitive examinations. The need to keep themselves updated with world affairs and different topics makes them grab these English magazines. Contrary to that, here in Karnataka, I think the majority of youth go for professional education, engineering / medical, and why not, getting 20-30 percent mark in the state engineering / medical entrance, guarantees you a seat. Thanks to the mushrooming engineering and medical colleges. But don’t ask about the quality (no offense intended to anyone), but most of the colleges are just a center for the distribution of professional qualifications. And their students end up working for 5-6 thousand rupees per month or opt for a BPO career.
Changing Times
India Today, in its latest issue has ranked 50 most powerful people of our country. If we go by the list which includes mostly the industrialist, rich and famous we can easily say that the most powerful people in the country are those people who have the money. The list is headed by Mr. Ratan Tata, he is followed by people like Mukesh Ambani, Anil Ambani, Amitabh Bachhan, Subrot Roy Sahara, Azeem Premji, Narayanmurti…… and so on. What does this indicate ? Money is the power.
The only noticeable exception in this list is Aruna Roy, the activist who raised her voice for the accountablility of governement departments and demanded accounts for every penny of public spend by the governement.
We are gradually entering into an era, where money is gaining importance. Its very difficult to find the academecians and intellectual in the list and those people who are there in the list, I doubt they have made it to the list on the basis of sheer academic, intellectual or other factors, the deciding factor is always, the money.
When this kind of the list is projected by the mass media, the younger generation are not to be blamed for hankering after money.VThe success means now money, if you are not earning much, you are not successful.
The reason that people are looking for higher paying jobs or business, is not that they need that a lot of money to sustain thier life or they need all kind of luxuries. They want to be recognised as successful. And the luxuries are only the signs which communicate the degree of success.
Our Fieldwork in South India
Our one-month fieldwork is coming to an end. But what a great month it was, though the killer tsunami wave made us cry for the departed soul and affected people. We were fortunate enough to be alright as that day, we were supposed to be at Kanyakumari, but our Guide/ Reporting officer (Conservator of Forest, Vellore) could not arrange the visit due to some administrative problems.
Right from learning eating manners to interacting with tribal people, it was a great experience. We got a taste of cultural differences in one of the restaurants, where we were having our lunch. We ordered our lunch, and they put a banana leave in front of us. We were waiting for the food to be served. Our waiter, an old man, who knew only Tamil, started shouting at one of our friends, we were astonished at what we have done that caused that old man to be angry (actually by the pitch and tone of his voice we guessed that he was upset with something. Then we called one of the staffs of the restaurant and he told us that first we have to put water on the banana leaves and wash it with hands, and we had not done that. Hence the old man was annoyed and was not serving us food. The amazing part of our stay, was interacting with waiters and local ppl, we were never sure what we will get in our lunch and we ordered something else it was completely different, from what was served. Being on official fieldwork, one or two forest department officials were always with us whenever we visited anywhere. Though they tried hard to answer our questions/queries, often failed. So we were depending heavily on our observations.
Luckily, we met five students from Chennai, pursuing Masters in Social Work and doing almost the same study we were doing. They proved to be of great help. Though, we could get them only in the last part of our stay. It also give us a unique opportunity to interact freely about several topics related or not related to our study/course and they eagerly satisfied our queries. Hope to explore South India a bit more once I get the opportunity. Thanks IIFM.. For giving us the opportunity to visit South India. Thanks, South India For Rasam, Sambhar, Uttapam, Dosai , Coffee, Sri rangam temple, Rockfort, Yallaneer and for wonderful hospitality ……
Vellore
Vellore, is the place, where we (me, Pushkar, Ruchi, and Jyoti) are right now, thanks to the IIFM fieldwork. Contrary to our all expectations, the journey was nice and hospitality given by the Tamilnadu Forest department is excellent, the only sad thing t, i lost my jacket (the recent gift by my mother, a cool Levi’s Red Tab) in the train (I thought such kind of incident happen only in my state or neighboring states). The language, is a major problem for us, most of the people are not at all comfortable with English and we do not know even A,B,C .. of Tamil. So giving order in the restaurant, interacting with taxi drivers, talking to forest department officials, is quite a task. But we are enjoying our stay….
nlp
Midterm over and now we have time, which can be utilized in something I always wanted. So I am back to reading. This time I want to explore this thing called NLP (Neuro Linguistic Programming). I am intrigued by it as I found some books in IIFM library. I am sceptical about it but nonetheless curious about it.
If you are wondering , what NLP is, here is something a very brief intro of NLP. Neuro - Nervous system through which experience is received and processed through five senses. Linguistics – Language and non-verbal communication system through which neural representations and coded, ordered and given meaning. Programming – The ability to organize our neural and communication system to achieve desired results.
NLP is tauted as a tool of personal and profession growth which works on the basis of how humans think and experience the world. It uses certain presupposition, which ultimately help in creating the desired change. Some of the presuppositions are:
1.There is no such thing as failure, only feedback. 2.If someone can do something, it can be modeled and taught to anyone. 3.The map is not the territory. 4.The meaning of communication is the response you get. 5.If you are not getting the desired response, try something else.
It uses the potential of five senses, viz. Visual, Olfactory, Gustatory, Kinesthetic and Auditory.
Black Friday
We have got only 20 days of respite between two examinations. This is the common schedule here at IIFM, you are finishing your last question of last paper of the exam and in the examination hall itself you get a class schedule of next term. Come out from the exam and find that you have next examinatoin just 20 days away. So all the plans of post-examination reading spree and roaming around look very uncertain.
The last day of the examination was a nightmare, it was a Black Friday. The worst exam i have ever given in my life. Though i am not very studious type, but i hope to do well in most of the exams (my friends dont believe that i am not studious!!). The Communication Method paper was really fucking tough.
And then in the afternoon session of exam, i got a paper which was as easy as it can ever be, but i channelise all my resources to put my worst efforts in the paper, i did a blunder solving the question that i taught to most of my friends.
By the way, the memories of the nightmare are still haunting me, but now i am more focussed, at least for the time being.
Standing Alone
Well, so I am finished with my midterm exams and now I have time to do things which I had planned. But, the real crux is what to do first, go for a movie or finish the three novels I have left after 200 or 100 pages. Or should I just sleep in my room to compensate for all missed hours in order get B+ or A in the exams.
Finally I decided that I should finish the novels. I have always preferred the books to anything else, because they make you more imaginative and creative. When I read a book, I am free to create my own world, I can visualize the character with the features I like, and one is sensitive enough he can experience all the emotions with the characters, you relate with them you empathize with them and these are the things you cannot experience with movies, you have limitations, its the director’s vision, his way of portrayal of emotions, which you witness.
I am going to skip the movies and some friends are not going to like this. But let it be. I am comfortable standing alone or in this case sitting alone in my rooms with books.
Welcome Party
Today, we are going to have a gala party from the PFM cell. This is the official welcome party from the IIFM to the new batch, and this will be our second party within three weeks and next week our batch is going to throw a party for the seniors “The Thanksgiving Party”.
I am going to finish the book - A bend in the road - By Nicholas Sparks, and then have a look at the Statistics for Management (Levin & Rubin).
