What s with an egotistic boss?

With no substantial experience of working with a “Pain in the Ass Boss” I started my internship with a jerk who is supposedly my Boss. The very first day he gave us enough reasons to hate him and slowly that feeling progressed into a rage and agitation in us. He is an amazing soul who taught me the importance of meditation to control anger and the power of memorizing 10 quick points to happiness. I will always be great full to him for showering me with abundance of insults in front of the entire office (No sarcasm intended), He was the one who taught me the importance of having a thick skin to survive the corporate music.

There were times when I used to doubt if he has mistaken me as an Afro-American slave but his attitude has cleared all my doubts and yes he does considers me as one. An Afro-American slave who is also a genie on demand (isn’t that great to adorn so many roles every day?).

I never had a formal introduction to the other employees therefore they think I’m my Boss’s slave who comes to office every day to make her boss’s life easy. It gives me immense pleasure to work with such an esteemed “asshole” (pardon me for the language but honestly I could not come up with anything that will explain him in his true essence) because he taught me some very important lessons which are:-

·       Never try to show that you have brains in front of your boss

·       Try hard to avoid companies where you have your super seniors as your managers especially if your college is filled with filthy rich dad’s good for nothing kids

·       Don’t do the work fast, else you will be give more & more work as and when you finish it.

·       Never correct your boss’s spelling mistakes because you will be asked to work on Saturdays from office and lots of work to do from home on Sunday.

·       Always keep smiling when you are being tuned to the magical sounds of abuses by your boss. This will help you stay calm and irritate your boss.

·       Pray to god every day to not a get a pre-placement from the company where you are doing your internship

P.S … These Rants Are Confessions of a Management Intern. Thus, they are self -motivated

Random Attack

I did mention bout my joblessness in the last post din't I ? So let me tell you being jobless is highly dangerous. brain when left loose creates havoc like mine just did today .. browse through the pictures and you will understand what I'm TALKING ABOUT 

with no work and  granted off for " RELAXATION " as my boss but what he actually meant is .. " keep - your-freaking-ideas-and-yourself-out-of-my-office-for-sometime".

so today i was frustrated no no I'm still frustrated so i decided to use my camera to capture few stuff and make  big deal out of it by posting in my blog.. I was say blogging is way.. its also a way to torture others in the name of creativity.. isn't that great ?

my bedroom windows overlook this small hut

told you I'm frustrated.. so i have no clue why i took this picture 

my room keys in bright yellow colour.. its quite an eye-catcher

the open waste basket for the people in the nearby apartment.. i have no clue where the garbage of  my apartment is dumped into

bright yellow curtains... looks nice .. i guess my house owner has a thing for yellow 

this is my favorite .. need i say why ?


thanks for bearing with the torture ( is at all you read my posts)

I'm sure i will come up with sum-thing worth reading

Tkcre
Readers ....

clueless and jobless

It’s been ages since I wrote anything on my blog. I was in search of something worth thinking about and thereafter writing about. I dint get any so I thought to start anyways.

                So now I’m back in Hyderabad after  week’s escape to Delhi( I love this place). I came back for my summer internship but when I asked my mentor when to join he asked me to wait till he calls me. Now moments like these make me want power to sabotage somebody’s hopes. I came all the way back to Hyderabad in a RIC ticket , travelled with the most boring n irritating couple with my half packed luggage all for the sake of being here on time to join the office and he ask me to wait?  Nevertheless jerks like this do exist and I desperately need a way to deal with them ( any suggestions ?)

                Okay so now I’m completely jobless, everyone is goin to the office while I’m waiting for the “ call” I decided to not let these days pass just like this. I have never been jobless in Hyderabad. I have always had something to hold on to like college , case studies , tests n so on  but now nothing of this sorts exists in my life for the next 3 months so I have no clue what to do. Being jobless in Delhi was a completely different feeling :- I had my parents and friend there but here all I have is few college mates( busy in their office) and all telgu speaking people around me. I feel like I have been kidnapped and throw into telgu hell( if at all there exists one)…..

                So this is my problem in brief.. I hope I might find a solution soon …

Few words of wisdom :P

You know you shouldn’t be doing a MBA when:-

ü  You hate formals… because you think they are bloody expensive and unnecessary moreover T-Shirt, jeans n chappals are the ultimate name for comfort for you.

ü  You usually write “ fiancé “ instead “ finance”.

ü  You have the habit of sleeping at 11 pm and getting up at 9 am

ü  You think speaking non-sense is weird ( trust me if u think speaking trash is crap then you are screwed because MBA guys are trained to talk trash)

ü  You don’t know which specialization to taken up even when you are in the middle of your second semester.

ü  You read books about Indian history and fiction novel when you are supposed to read management journals.

ü  You try to read Economic Times but don’t understand a word expect the name of the companies mentioned and you get frustrated and you  end up reading the supplementary paper.

ü  You have to literally scratch your head to get a management jargon in those desperate times the demands you to act smart and witty and intellectual.

ü  Every case discussion in your class set you  off for a fantastic sleep

ü  You are the  consistent “ C” grade scorer from your class

ü  You cannot remember the name of most of the CEOs and least intersted to make any efforts to know also.

ü  You got no clue what is the latest technological breakthrough or what is that product that’s make news these days ?

ü  You stay jobless most of the time when your batch mates are working their ass off in those assignments

ü  Your batch mates are discussing about the placement scenario of the college … you would be like..." what you think would be the menu for lunch today ? is it Aloo 65 or Gobi corn masala ?".

ü  When you are not an engineer or the worst you are a  BBA graduate who never thought it was important to read subject books and retain the concepts.

ü  You are not able to choose a subject to specialize in because you think anybody can do / learn  MARKETING … HR teacher’s preachings are lullaby for you and thus its too boring to even consider as a subject to specialize in .. and FINANCE appears in alien languages to you and operations is too mechanical and restricting your so called creativity.When the truth is that you are too lazy to put efforts on doing anything.

ü  When you choose your college not for the placements but because the campus looks good and you get single rooms to stay in... . the placement status clicks you later

ü  You don’t attend a single management events because you think weekend should be spend with your cigarette and laptop.

           In short MBA is a fuck all scene.

P.S… this is definitely not fiction. Need I say whose experience is this?

No offence to people who do MBA even I belong to that slot

A few frames

I'm wating for an opportunity to run and catch my dreams before i forget them

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      I have few thoughts in my mind, I have few words to write All i want is a medium to express them

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I want to fly high. I want to reach the sky. I want to fall down and feel the rush and then again i want to fly high.

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I love shapes. I like to give shapes to my thoughts .. thoughts with sharp edges.

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I have a few knots to untangle.. the day i do that I'm sure i will loose the interest to live... the very essence of my life is the knots that destiny ties for me. For now i would just let this knot be it.... let it hold the mystery

PRICED POSSESSIONS

Happiness to me lies in small things even though the big things like a nice top , a pair of shoes( converse) would make me go gaga over it ..





BOOKS.. i love them to the core.. this is my small collection of books in my hostel

PEN-STAND.. this one is special because of the aque blue shade  on the edges of a transparent pen-stand

PEN.....  I have a good collection of pens.. I'm absolutely crazy about pens.. i buy atleast 4 pens on an average in a week . This is just a small piece from my collection.

MY LAPTOP.... my blue SONY VAIO is my sweatheart..  and this is my hostel room and my bed that makes unwanted noise that might give wrong signals to the people next door

Lights On-- 2






I Was home for this Diwali AND it was awesomeeeee... i enjoyed putting up lights decorating my home and probably this was my first diwali where i went back home from this juvinile home for adults called HOSTEL i was delighted even to clean up the mess in my room and clear off the mess i left back when i left home on june 1 2011.






I'm back in college and terribly missing home.. looking forward to the next diwali , holi or any festival with long holidays .. MISSING HOME SWEET HOME  :'(

P.S .. I finally took my camera out and started my most annoying hobby ( according to others) named photography .. its fun clicking random  pictures in the name of photography .. :)