Walk-outs in S*****

Yesterday one of my friend attended a scheduled walk-in interview at a company whose first three letters are the first three characters of the word "synchronization" and the second part of the word rhymes with a very famous microporcessor manufacturer.

He happened to wait for more than 4 hours, and nothing happened, except that he was made to sit in a chair near the lift, without AC, fan, or ventilation and without water. Many others were also waiting along with him. Slowly people starting going out one by one and after sometime he also walked out of the venue.

After reaching home, he wrote this following email to the HR of that company...
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Hi,

Today I attened your interview. The way you conducted walk-in was notat all professionalistic. One of the most unorganised way of conducting interviews, which drove away many people away from thevenue without attending and after waiting for hours.Please try to organize the way you conduct the interviews, else, it isnot going to take s***** anywhere down the line.

The way you conduct the interviews is spreading through word of the mouth to to other potential job seekers and I am sure your company will be removed fromthe list of companies that they are planning to attend.

I would not recommend anyone to take up any interview with you. Theway you have organized the walk-ins shows your organization culture,and I seriously recommend you to improve it.

In fact, at the end, the walk-ins became walk-outs for many.

Regards,
Ram.
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- SPGR

His Love!!!

"Hi", he typed from his system from octa lab and waited for a reply.
He was a bit nervous, infact.
There was no reply from the other end for a few seconds.
"Hi", came the reply.
He was happy and thrilled.
"Is ****** there", he typed and hit the enter button again.
"No, she is not here... She is on leave today..." promptly came the reply.
"Oh... Ok... Thanks", He replied and closed the chat application. Thats how it all started. Poor boy, he would have never imagined that this girl will enter his and take complete control of his life in a few years.
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One year back............
He was hurrying up on the stairs in the MCA department to the office to see the results.
Nothing important to say about his marks. But he turned the the page and on the next page M.Sc OR&CA results were listed. He browsed through the list to found who topped the class. He was shocked and surprised to know that she was the topper in her class. This has created an impression in him, but he cant say whether that was a positive or negative one.
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"Why you used my name to talk to her", infact she was very angry when uttering these words.
"I didnt talk to her", he told her politely
"I just asked whether you were there in the ITC lab."
"You know that I was on leave and still you asked her whether I was in."
"No. I knew that you were on leave, but still I thought you could have come to ITC lab"
"You used my name to talk to her."
She kept telling these words in several ways and styles like Raguvaran's "I know, I know, Iiii... know"
"I didnt talk, just typed a few words on messenger."
She left angrily and after a couple of days she completely stopped talking to him.
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Suddenly everyone started becoming busy preparing for the campus interviews.
He was again seriously trying to execute some C program in octa. She entered the lab and was a bit nervous and was walking here and there in the lab.
He thought she is searching for a system and thought of giving his system immediately, if she couldn't get one. She crossed behind him several times and once when she crossed, he brought out all his courage and asked "CSS results are put up in the placement office notice board". Somehow he could guess that she is on search for the CSS results only.

"No, just now I checked there."
"Oh, Ok, may be we need to check he placement site then..."
"Ya, thanks, thats why I came here... I will check..." and she left.
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One day she was seriously doing some work in the user lab. By now he got job through the campus interviews.
Now he didn't have much difficulty in starting the conversation with her
"Hi"
"Hi"
"Did you apply for BEL"
"No"
"Go to this URL, fill in this form..." he kept talking and talking and then said bye and left.
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Days rolled, he finished pre-final semester and went to chennai for carrying out his project work.
Within a few days of reaching Chennai, he sent a mail to her, asking how she is, and how her project work is going on?
To his surprise, he got reply on the same day and came to know that she is also in the sam e city, doing some research related work in Theorital Computer Science. Mails flied back and forth.
She used to ask doubts in C++, in which she was writing programs, something which she used to say "succint data structures."
As he didnt concentrate on data structures in college, he had difficulty in understanding what she was actually doing.
He immediately started learning C++, more than Java (on which he was working) so that he can clarify her doubts. In a way he was happy that a topper is asking her doubts and he is clarifying (actually trying to clarify) them.
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All of the conversations happened over mail and messenger. The number of mail count reached 100s and then 1000s. They became good friends.
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1st June of a wonderful year, he tied her the holy knot, and both their families became a single family.
But the irony is, he who initially had lot difficulty in talking to her, from then on, had chance only to listen her continueous talks :-)...
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The highlight was once when his mother remarked "Even we could not have found such a good girl." Yes like him, she impressed everyone in his home and they lived happily forever.
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NOTE: This post is dedicated to my friend.
HAPPY VALANTINE'S DAY.

- SPGR.

An Overheard Conversation

Yesterday I happened to go to Chennai Airport and be in the arrival section for roughly around 3 hours. I saw an interesting thing in the airport. I will tell about that towards the end of this article. Now the matter is about an young married couple, especially about an interesting conversation of the girl with her parents when the Guy was away for a while. (Disci - This statement has no implication that the conversation of a Guy can never be interesting).

The guy is 27 years old and the girl should be around 25. The girl was slim, had a very fair complextion. I was waiting on the visitors side of the fence and they were on the passengers side of the fence. Her parents were standing next to me. The young couple first came to her parents. Her mom greeted her son-in-law "Vaanga Maapillai Sir". I could sense a line of sarcasam in her greeting. He smiled at both of them and then went away. I could see that he is going to his parents who stood a couple of foots away from her parents. Then the girl started her - mostly one-sided - conversation. Being a relatively new blogger, its tough for me to write the entire conversation here. So, I will write a few of them here:

"He wants me to be polite. How can I be polite? They want me to drop and pick up kid from the day care, visit super markets in the week-ends. And at the same time I they want me to be polite with him. His father says that no one used to argue with his son. In that case, they should not have got him married."

"His father says that they all are open and they openly discuss anything with everyone. I also told that in our family also we are open and discuss anything with everyone."

(So, here I understood that the fight is between the father-in-law and his daughter-in-law).
"He asked whether you have any idea to buy a house there (From now on she refers to her father-in-law, unless otherwise I specially mention). I told 'yes', that will be good and an investment. For this he said, 'thats ok', but that should not be a commitment to stay there itself and you should be ready to dispose it and come back. I want you to come back after a couple of years".
She added more and more and more. Some of replies given by her father and mother were:
"Yes, you should be like that only. We have not sold you to them. We have just got you married" - Her Father.
"Nanna Sonne di" - Her Mother.
And then suddenly her husband came and told "Ennama, polama...". She abruptly stopped her conversation and smiled at him and they went towards Emigration checking counter.
I know to that these days girls are very choosy in selecting the guy for marriage. In addition to that they want to be dominant also it seems.
- spgr.

An Announcement

This is to announce that I am going to write and post many interesting stuff in this blog. So keep watching.

Our Diwalis...

(Inspired by Shen's recent post, I was prompted to write this blog... So Shen, here is my version...)

The massive Diwali celebrations were when I was in my high school classes... But here I will go in a chronological order... I do not remember much what happened during Diwai when I was very young except that a few big boys from our neighbourhood used to come to our home and fire all the crackers in the name helping me in cracking them... I vaguely remember Appa also firing a few... During those days Diwali was nothing more than wearing a new dress...

Now coming to my massive Diwali celebrations... In those days it was not 'Diwali', but 'Deepavali', as thats how it is supposed to be pronounced in Tamil. I dont know how and when north-indian accented word 'Diwali' replaced 'Deepavali'. I got first encounters with the word 'Diwali' when I was in Coimbatore doing my UG. There everyone anticipated 'Diwali', everyone bought dresses for 'Diwali', eveyone wished each other for 'Diwali' and everyone went to their native for 'Diwali' and not for 'Deepavali'. Whoever prnounced it as 'Deepavali' was considered as one who hails from a remote village without buses, but with 'Naataamais-The Theerppu Tellers'.

So I also had to jump to the word 'Diwali' instantly as I come from a city, which is as big as Coimbatore. For Your Information, I am from Trichy.

Coming back to high school days Diwali again, Diwali starts months before its actual date. In January, when we buy the new calender for the year, the first thing we look into it is when Diwali is. We will start hearing ads in radio and TV which are signs of the nearing Diwali. The biggest event of Diwali is the 'Diwali Purchase'. Its not purchasing Diwali, but purchasing dresses and other required items for Diwali. We generally go for Diwali purchase before the Railway Bonus, this is because the town will not be much crowded before the Bonus.

We will start around 3:30 in the afternoon and reach the town and first parents used to take us to the ice-cream shop where we will have ice-creams. Appa and Amma invaribly will be having lime juice. Then we will get dresses for each of us, "Show us the lattest designs..", the words that mom utters to each of the salesman showing us the varitiess. In between me and appa will have tea in the shop near the Mangammal Chattiram. And Amma used to buy one vessel for every Diwali. Then finally we will have food in hotel and wait in the bus stop for returning. Once we reach home, we will sit forming a circle in the hall and spread all the items bouth in a mat and we will go through each and eveything of them.

Probably the next day or withing a few days one evening we all will go for a walk to the tailoring shop and giave the dresses for me and Appa for stitching. A week before the Diwali starts our sweets prepartions. It starts with Murukku. Appa will take the lead role, Amma doing most of the work on Appa's instructions and we three taking the support and testing roles.

Another important is the fire crackers. Appa will be bringing them while back from work. We will spread this on mat and will be viewing them for a while. Year by year the items in the pack kept decreasing. On the Diwali eve we used to go the sandy to make the last minute purchases.

Rest most Shen has covered... Catch you again the next post... You can read her post here


-SPGR.