My FMS Interview was on 18th march,last day last slot.That day I was had an incessant cough and had to take some cough drops with me.I took two of them before my GD and a couple after it as I had to wait a little more than 2 hrs for my PI+Extempore.The lone good call I had and the desperation to convert the same made me even more stressed out.Thank god FMS doesnt take a stress interview,however,the extempore itself makes the process a stressful situation.

After our form filling and certi verification we were taken into a room where 11 chairs were kept in a semi circle formation and as my number was the last in my group I was sitting at  an extreme end.There were 3 panel members and  in the middle was sitting the dean of FMS.Before the start of the GD the panel members had called one of us to take out a chit from a box to select the GD topic.I leaped at the opportunity,as you never know what may get you brownie points and even though there were no points at least my face becomes known.I went back to my seat and waited with baited breath for the dean to announce the GD topic.

Snapshot of GD :“there is no room for honesty in politics”.The minute I heard the topic I had a feeling that the GD might go off-track at some moment or would become a fish market.

GD rules:
1 min to think
10 minutes for GD
1 minute for summarising

As  soon as the bell rang 3 of us started the GD to introduce it.My strong voice and confident body language  made the other 2 candidates withdraw and I was able to continue with ease.I introduced the GD by defining the topic,structured it nd gave it a direction.Apart from that I came into the GD 3-4 times more and gave good facts.At the end of the GD the group members told me that i did well and they liked the facts I had brought in.The good thing was the GD did not become a fish market owing to the fact that the dean had wrned us tat if the GD goes into a fish market the GD would be stopped.I came in once again to give 2 points of summary in the last 1 minute.overall i gauged my performance to be good.

Now it was time to gear up for the real battle i.e. PI+Extempore.I was the last student to be interviewed of all the candidates shortlisted for the interview.So I had more than 2 hours to think about the interview  and get even more tensed.Waiting for the interview made me impatient and more and more stressed out.

As I entered the room saw 4 panel members same as those present in the GD plus one maam.

Panel Members Intro: 3 Gentlemen,sitting in the middle was the Dean(D),beside him were 2 gentlemen, 1 was young prof(YP),the other was old Prof(OP)and A lady L1 sitting in the extreme right.

Me:Goodafter noon Maam.Goodafternoon sirs.
All:Good afternoon.

D:Pls have a seat
Me:thank you sir.
D:so you are the 2nd last person to be interviewed?
Me:No sir.I am the last one to be interviewed
(D checks his file)

YP:yeah he is the last on to be interviewed.

D:oh alright.So prateek how does it feel to be the last one?(he asked me with an upset tone)See we are all very tired and we just not liking it anymore.(he said as if he was disgusted by the whole process and didn want to see me there )

Me: Sir actually I would like to take it in a positive way.As it gave me the time to gather my thoughts for the interview and also I was able to come out of the groove of a GD in which we have to show group dynamics while an interview is about your own personality.

(At this moment I saw that everybody was listening to me very intently as they were expecting -ve points here but i gave +ve points..tat moment I felt “ki baazi marli maine toh”.)
Me:adding to that I would also say that I got to know a little bit about the panel members and also the kind of questions being asked.(I said this with a grin on my face and everyone laughed).

L1:So what did the others tell you.
Me: (Yey!ab toh mauka hai impress karne ka chauka maro )Maam first of all I would like to say that everyone is very happy with the process and a characteristic is that everyone is coming out with a smile on his/her face.Everyone found the panel members really very nice.

L1.Well after 5 days and you being the last person, i would say it is very hard to remain nice.(every body laughs)
D1:Yeah its very hard to remain nice.

Me:Yes sir.I can understand that.

D1:Okay prateek.First we will have an extempore on which you will have to speak for a minute and then we will move ahead.
Me:Fine sir.(arrey ab tak interview nai chal rha tha kya)

D1:since you are the last person to be interviewed I would now like to give a chance to our Young prof here to give you the topic of extempore.
Me:okay sir.(theek hai bhai ab topic toh dedo kyun dil ki dhadkanein badha rahe ho)

YP:So prateek after I give you the topic you will be given 10 seconds to gather your thoughts and as the bell rings you have to start speaking on the same for 1 minute.
Me:that will be nice sir.(arrey haan bhai sab pata hai humein 2 ghante se yahi sun rha hoon main)
YP:the topic is “it is us who have created GOD”
Me: (yeh kya hai?main ni.main ni.main ghar jar ha hoon )

Bell rings:Blah blah blah...more blah blah blah and towards the end some more blah blah blah and the bell rings.

as i regain my composure YP shoots a question.

YP:So prateek was it difficult to convince us on the same.(well they seemed impressed)
Me:umm..sir actually I was saying whatever was coming to my mind so I think I found the topic okay.

D:Do you believe in GOD?
Me: (now I knew where he was going.I I say I believe in GOD.The next few questions will be which GOD?what religion?details about that religion?and I’ll be screwed.If I say no I don t believe screwed again.)
Sir actually I am agnostic.

D:okay fine.So prateek what is going around in the world right now.(Yeyyyy.bach gaya.religion se toh deviate ho gaye )
Me:Sir recently Japan has been struck by such a grave earthquake.Sir here I would like to say that everyone is thinking about the economic losses.But what nobody is thinking is that so many people have lost their loved ones.So many people have lost their homes.There houses and life were set up after so many years of hardwork and now they will have to start from scratch which is not easy and requires a lot of optimism and self confidence.(This was a custom made answer just for the dean as he had done something in philosophy in the US so I said lets touch his heart by talking about the humanitarian aspects.)

D:(he was stunned to listen to listen these views)he just did a hmmmm(in awe i guess ).

D:prateek why has the Japanese yen appreciated against dollar while there has been a calamity there.Dont you think the yen shud depreciated?
Me:no sir actually now since japan needs yen to spend and build up its infrastructure and economy the demand has increased in japan while the supply is less so the yen has appreciated.

D:okay I have got what you are saying and that very much makes sense.Now try linking it with the trade between US and Japan.
Me:ummm..Sir I am not very sure but I would like to take an example of trade between china and US and explain.
D;No.No.Keep it limited to US and japan.(trick to shift conversation to china failed.chalak hain profs )
Me:Okay sir.Can I think for 10 seconds?
D:Sure take your time.
Me:Thank you sir.
Me:sir I think that since japan needs to buy more things now from US appreciating Yen would increase the economic activity in japan.hmmm..Sir actually I am not sure.

D:No no its okay.Go on you are right.(after a pause he says “almost”)
He laughs and I start laughing too.but it was a heartfelt laugh and nowhere did I feel a lack of confidence.
Me:okay sir I will try once again.i started off a little bit on the same lines but then I told them “Sir I am sorry I am not able to relate it with the way you are saying.

D:okay fine no problem
Me:sir actually I generally tell that I don’t know something if I don’t know the answer.

D:well that is infact a very good thing.

L1: (all this while she had been listening very nicely and smiling all the time)Do you know about RIC?
Me:yes maam certainly.Described the RIC triumvate i.e relations between Russia-Indian-China.

D:What is the WTO?
Me:Sir its the world trade organization which was set to make trade between various countries of the world fair and square and cordial.

D:where is the headquarters of WTO?
D:Are you sure?(I am sure he asked me because he wanted to break my confidence)
Me: (However I was very confident about the answer)Absolutely sir.I am very Sure about it.

D:Is china a member of the WTO?
Me:well sir it should be.(answering I laugh a little and so do the others.)

L1:Tell me the countries that have been divided in the recent past?
Me:maam I cant recall however I can tell you which have been united in the recent past.

L1:okay go ahead.

Me:East and west germany.

L1:well that’s a very long time ago.Tell me any recent example.
Me:maam m sorry.i am not aware of it.

L1:Which of two countries South Korea and North Korea is a communist country?
Me: with full confidence I answered “Maam its south Korea”(actually it was a wild guess and the whole room bursted into laughter.I was thinking to myself oh yaar abhi toh bola tha nai ata toh bold deta hoon nai ata answer.aur abhi itna wild guess)

D:Is china a communist country?
Me:Yes sir,it is.

D:then how come US does so much trade with China?
Me:Sir actually I don’t think that when US does trade with a country it looks if it is a communist or not.Infact they just want trade and cheap goods.
D:absolutely.You are right.The Americans are very selfish in their ways.(arrey waah funda diya aur khush ho gaye )

OP: (who had been silent all this while and I guess even the other panel members must have forgotten him).
Do you know the recent news between South Korea and North Korea?
Me: (Uff phirse wohi confusing koreans)Sir South Korea attacked on North Korea.(everyone starts laughing again and I start laughing too)

D:Okay prateek your interview is over.You may go now.
Me:Thank you maam.Thank you Sirs.(chalo chalo.Isse pehle ki kuch aur poochein Koreas ke bare mein bhago yahaan se)


RAVE'09-The Madness Moved On

I WAS A PART OF RAVE, AND RAVE SHALL ALWAYS BE A PART OF ME. No matter what, i'd always wish to witness this fest become much bigger and better year after year.As far as i know rave is not organised merely with the help of sponsors but is actually organized by students as parents would raise their children, and that students will always work with absolute honesty, truthfulness and purity of their hearts to make rave THE BEST cultural festival ever.This very fest was born on 23rd feb,2007.

23rd feb,09:A week ahead of RAVE'09,coming out of the acads block, i saw more than half of the campus was on DPT carpet,Everyone seemed to be in merry mood and looked as if i was in a carnival.There were some games being played on the Basket ball court(on account of rave),students swaying away to RAVE theme(composed by our college students itself),chit chatting and having the tym of their lives.Then Barnala came up to me and said "Golu sir,title sponsor mil gaya, YAHOO! :))".Those words of his sounded like honey to my ears.I hugged him tightly and congratulated him and his team, for the same.I dunno whether it was a coincidence or God's Grace that we got our title sponsor on RAVE anniversary and also everyone started flying high with rave fever on that very day.But,i know one thing,being a founder member(RAVE) i felt euphoric at the way things happened that day and got lost in my thoughts of RAVE'07.
The following week saw gr8 enthusiasm from all students to make the fest a big success and left no stone unturned in the organisation. On D-day my eyes opened to Sun shining at its best as if smiling and wishing us luck.As i stepped down the stairs and made my way towards Audi,everything felt like a newly blossomed flower in the month of May.Everything seemed so nice and lovely and everyone  was happy and excited about rave.To my surprise a couple of external participants,not to forget participants included girls as well,had already arrived.Campus guys seemed over-enthusiastic in helping them(girls) out with the registration for various events and  also acquainting them with the campus.Many of us bought RAVE Tees and wore them over full-sleeve shirts.This served as a dress code for the organizing team and also enhanced the feel of RAVE.

After treasure hunt and ad making contest in the morning,we had Blind Date later tat day.This event brings with it a gr8 chance to all singles to get hooked up for life,if u win with him/her,and get dumped if u dont;).One gets a chance to play a few games together,dance wid her,have the tym of ones' life and also propose him/her.I really cursed myself for not participating in Blind Date,when i got to know abt the proposal round(for i had to prepare for my anchoring in hasya kavi which reqd shudh hindi,not good at that at all,so took shukla and mandi's help for the same).I thought"ohhh yaar!kabhi asli mein toh propose karne ka chance milega nai aur ye chance bhi gaya hath se :(".
Ab Shaam ho chali thi.aagey ka kuch karyakram hasya kavi ke andaaz mein hi spasht karooga.Jab tak Kavi nai aaye khoob masti kari stage pe(anchor tha na main),Gane gaye,babbar diye logon ne khoob mari meri,(but making a fool out of urself to attract the audience and keep them glued to their seats is a very small price to pay)saath mein sponsors ki bhi thodi masti li.baad mein pata chala ki sponsor front row mein hi baithe the;)pairon tale zameen khisak gayi:).Kaviyon ke aagman hote hi Vinay ne bola naam leke kaviyon ko stage pe bulalo.maine mann mein bola "abey maine shuklaji aur mandi ke saath jo likha hai itna sara uska kiya achaar daloonga?na bhai na aisa na hone ka" Thoda kaviyon ke intro se pehle bola thoda baad mein.order jo mandi shukla ne bataya tha sab ulat pulat ho gaya lekin log khoob hasey aur maine bola mera kaam ho gaya.Kaviyon ki toli ne toh jaise mehfil mein chaar chand laga diye aur log has has ke lot pot ho gaye :).
As the students from various colleges were having fun,we on the other hand were gearing up for the next big and the most sensational event-The Fashion Parade.I teamed up with rauf to anchor this event.Several teams participated in the event and included two teams from our campus too. As the erogenous models started walking down the ramp the crowd went outta control and so did i:).Spectators enjoyed every bit of Fash-P.Standing beside the stage i cud capture every move of every gal that walked down(who cares abt the boys;))After may be 2 rounds,it was as if i seized models' vibes and got electrified and charged up.It did show in my anchoring as we were speaking watever we felt like,kabhi punjabi te kabhi hindi te kabhi angrezi and i had gr8 fun on stage, and the crowd enjoyed it off stage.The best part was the best model award was won by a girl Gulabbo,from our own campus(badi gulabbi gulabbi si thi yaar.toh naam gulabbo rakh diya,dont remember her name na;))The event was a big hit and as soon as i climbed down the stage Vivek sir,Tyagi sir and other faculty members hugged me and congratulated me for such a wonderful anchoring.My friends and juniors too appreciated and praised my talent.i was overwhelmed by their reviews and was flying high in my own success.

The second day was as good as the first.The big event that night was The Dance competition and Miss Shambhavi(of roadies fame and tumhari Bhabbi;))graced the occasion by her presence and....


Let me take you to when i was at school.I had my first crush when i was in class VIth and she caught my eye on the first day of the session itself.Just before the bell rang,she stood outside the class, talking to someone(who cares who she was talking to).My eyes got glued to her Black hair,brown eyes and her cute smile.As she walked through the door, all the students stood up to greet her.Yup!!she was my class teacher,Miss Singh.She looked charming in her maroon Churidar, bedizened with tiny mirrors and beads. She was an epitome of beauty and for me she defined beauty.

My seat being closer to the teacher's desk(by close i mean right in front of her desk)gave me the opportunity to admire her beauty in a finer way.Each day i would run from the bus to my classroom,so that i dont miss even a glimpse of her.Homeroom used to be for just 20 minutes,and tat would leave my desire to adore her, insatiated.But it was as if God showered some luck on me,she turned out to be my History teacher as well.Going to school never felt so pleasant and wonderful.My friends appreciated Miss Singh, as they believed she taught us well.Unfortunately, i never got a chance to appreciate her intelligence as i acknowledged her for something else i.e. her poise and her soothing voice;).Though i listened to her with all my heart n soul i never tried to make out as to what she said.All i did in her class was gaze at her in awe of how elegantly she carried herself.Her every move made me crazier and made me respect her even more.

Everything was going fine, but then it happened.After the school ended that day my friend and i became mischievous and started jumping on tables and chairs and spewing water on each other.Suddenly i heard a voice shouting and yelling "Prateek,what are you doing?" as i turned to look who it was, to my horror it turned out to be Miss Singh.She was standing outside the classroom.She shouted again "Come here prateek"in anger.(I have to admit she looked cuter when she became angry)what the hell why only me.was i the only one responsible for the mess.Didnt she see the other guy.she wud hate me for wud i marry her now.this was not going the it was suppose to be.I thought it was best to keep my head bowed and give her an innocent-wat did i do look.But she told me to look up.She was gonna slap me and wanted me to look in her eye when she did that.To my surprise she didn slap me, instead, she pulled my cheeks and smiled at me.I was speechless and there was nothing left but to smile back at her.I can never forget her touch on my cheeks.I kept on asking myself why didn she slap me or scold me?i didn’t get an answer but then it struck me, “may be she liked me”.

I was a goner now and so much in love with Miss Singh.When you are 13 there is no logic to love,even if a girl looks at you for a few nano-seconds ur mind goes haywire and ur heart starts pounding harder and harder.Her pulling my cheeks became a routine whenever she got a chance she did it.I started applying creme on my face(which i hated doing) to keep my cheeks extra soft and fluffy.She always called me Prateek Bhole.While i was reaping the fruits outta my cheeks a few jealous kids wud remind Miss Singh that my Name was Prateek Gupta and not Bhole.She would tell everyone that I was the most innocent child of the class and would listen to her very carefully when she taught us.Her reply would make my ears go hot and i could do nothing but blush and give her a smile.

The year went by like a blitzkrieg  and the day arrived when we were to receive our report cards.I knew I had done well in the xams and was among the toppers of the class.I was excited to meet her as i knew she wud reward me for my performance at school.May be she had pull both my cheeks or may be give me a kiss(on my cheeks of course!).well that may seem a bit far-fetched but you never know when girl-luck starts shinning on you.As she gave me my report card and congratulated me for a good performance and that I was a scholar Blazer holder now.Gr8!!but I was waiting for the real reward.The reward I’d been waiting for,since so many days.Now that I was a blazer holder I was sure to get one from her.I was sure she wud give me a tight hug and would ask me to marry her.But sadly nothing of this sort happened and infact she even forgot to pull my cheeks and went on to attending some other god damn child’s parents.I stood there looking at her and thinking why did she ignore me?And then it hit me that i was being  ridiculous.I was only 13 and she must be at least 10 yrs older than i was and had to accept the truth that nothing could ever happen between us.Thinking abt all those precious moments when she used to pull my cheeks and passed her smile at me,I left school feeling morose.

Next year I didn’t see much of her. actually she left school and soon I too forgot her.The next yr I saw her again at my school,infact she was gonna be our history teacher again.I was jubiliated and felt ecstatic and several questions crossed my mind “had fate given me another chance to win her over?”,”where had she been?”,” why did she leave the school?”.As she entered the room and I looked at her,all my questions got answered and my heart sank into a deep ocean.She was married now and on top of that PREGNANT too.UGH!!I took my face in my hands and thought, had i been a few yrs older she could have been mine or cudnt she wait for a few yrs.Quite a few things changed.I tried not thinking abt her the way i used to initially.She had stopped pulling my cheeks.But somethings still remained unchanged like she still called me Prateek Bhole and still felt that I was the sweetest child of the class.

She could teach us for just 1 semester.May be it was time for her to give birth to her baby. :)
I yearned for her to pull my cheeks for the last time before she went away, but then i realised that- MAY BE PART OF LOVING IS,LEARNING TO LET GO

Making A Day Special for my Loved One(Ist)

My friends and i were discussing on how each of us wud make a day special for our Love.i found the topic so nice that i decided to write a blog on this 'coz U never know if ur CRUSH reads it and gets enamored of you :).

Well i generally dont believe in ostentatiousness or flashiness.Its gonna be as serene and as placid as possible.In order to write this blog i tried living out that moment and this is how i think things wud turn out to be.

I wud like to take her to a Terrace Garden of a tall building on a moonlit night.of course its just the two of us there and no one else.In the midst of the breath taking verdure wud be a carpet of Rose Petals with beautiful diyas,preferably diyas kept in glasses at each of its corners only(dont wanna over do it).we wud then sit down to have Martini/Champagne(dont know much abt drinks wat ever suits the occasion wud be used)along with cherries,strawberries,etc.Romantic songs being played in the background,some of my favorites that wud sound pleasing to our soul and make us forget the tumults of the world & be by ourselves.Songs like We've got Tonight-Bob seger,Moonlight Kiss,I Have Been Loving you,Have you really Loved a Woman-Bryan,Swaying to the Music,Our love is Here to stay,Cant help Falling in love-Elvis,Tu Bin Bataye,Tum Ho toh,Tumhari meri Mulakaatein,teri yaadein,tera hone laga hoon...(the list is endless,Viks and i have collected a hell lotta songs for such occasions)

Talking to each other we wud lie down supine to have a look at the celestials or may be i cud pull her gently close to my body and we cud dance slowly,swaying our bodies gently and delicately.As i pull her even closer she rests her head on my chest,she starts melting in my arms(so do i in hers) and we forget the whole world which now seems too distant and small.Actually m living that moment right now while writing this blog and wat m feeling right now is "Ab Maut Bhi Aa Jaye Toh Koi Ghum Nai Hoga"(Even If I Die Now,I Wud Have No Qualms).I Had Like To Die In Her Arms Rather Than Living Away From Her".

Sitting together under the blanket of stars cuddled to each other,waiting to see the sunrise we talk and reminisce the hey days and try reliving each n every moment we spent together.

This is just about how i wud spend my night with her.Will write abt how i wud spend my day in the next blog :)


Last night while walking down the DPT carpet, my eyes got stuck to the RAVE’s notice board where it was written in big block letters, RAVE’09- THE MADNESS RETURNS, sequel to RAVE’07-Welcome To Madness. But what really glued my eyes to was the caption “THE MADNESS RETURNS”. Madness RETURNS....As the words “Madness Returns” rang in my head several times, soft memories of rave embedded deep down in my heart ‘came alive and started flashing in my mind. The memories took me way back to the days when i was a part of rave and how our team worked hard for it. Nobody cared whether it was day/night or hot/cold. Our Team left no stone unturned to make it successful and also a tradition that RAVE happens every year, and year after year it becomes much bigger and better.

In order to get the 1st and 2nd yr acquainted with how exuberant the last rave was, i decided to write a blog. Those three days(23rd-25th Feb,2007) were the most happening and the most memorable days in the history of our department. A step taken by a mere 8 students of 2nd year to organise a Cultural fest of the SRE campus, and tat too for the first time, was later on joined in by another 200 students one by one as we moved through the course of RAVE’07.The most awaited day of our lives arrived soon. The stage was set, and on the first RAVE night, the “Hasya kavi sammelan”, first big event of the fest was organised. Being the organiser of the same event i suffered from Prenatal Depression the whole day. This was but natural, as Not only did i want the event to be successful but also being a Core-Team member of rave, I wanted the event to lay a strong foundation for the upcoming events of the next 2 days. So a team of Kavi’s was knitted meticulously to Bring The House Down. With a few hiccups just before the start of the event, it ended with the audience gasping for air while laughing and holding their bellies to laugh more.
Later that night, Dr. Vivek Kumar caught me for not calling Dr. M.C. Bansal on the stage at the end of the event, which i had forgotten completely. Before he cud say sthg more, Dr. Dharam Dutt, in his characteristic style saidArrey ab toh tu Ser(Sher) ban ke rrreh campus mein. Kisi se darne ki zarrroorrat nahin hai. Bhai Bahut hi badiya karrraya tumne event!!”. I knew Vivek sir just wanted to tease me with some bantering and he gave his part of wishes by coming up to me in the morning the very next day saying ”Prateek you did a good Job. The event was a gr8 success. Every teacher is talkin about it and giving their wishes to all of u.”Those words of his really made me reach for some air, take a deep breath and say Thank you, Sir. Thanks a lot”.

The next day wat i saw was the real rave party. Not in the actual sense of course!! We had a good outside participation infact it was comparable to that of Thomso, that very yr. The participation team did their job pretty well, and now the responsibility was on the shoulders of the organisers of several events to keep them entertained and make their arrival for RAVE worth. Now let me try and make you visualize the actual seen of the 2nd day. It was a clear and sunny day and the smell of the diminutively dusty winds felt like HEANEN’s PERFUME. As soon as anyone entered the college he cud see a number of events going on in almost every part of the college. Students wud be running in one direction or the other, inorder to participate in the exciting events going on like mini soccer-where not only boys but also girls had fun kicking balls, Ouch ;), Mr and Miss rave, Blind date- where no girl left an opportunity to get hold of a guy to be a part of the game and vice versa and a couple of more events. You cud see bunches of students Twisting & shouting and motivating the participants, girls and boys swaying and gyrating their bodies to the music and Anchors making hilarious jokes and enthralling the spectators with their spectacular oratory. I must pay thanks to our junior batch on behalf of the team RAVE’07 to play such an important role in the event and making everybody’s hard work all through rave a meaning by organising such wonderful informals under the guidance of Yogesh(alumni,batch-2008).

As the students from various colleges were having fun and enjoying every moment of the day, we on the other hand were gearing up for the next big and the most sensational event-The Fashion Parade. As the erogenous models started walking on the ramp....

To be contd in the next one.