Finally treated like humans...

Start your preparation for the first day bang 5 days before it start.

Objective: Sleep as much as you can and yet complete your homework for the event thoroughly.

Reason: 8 gruesome 24-hours of sleepless night to follow!

I am not referring to any extravagant expedition here. Nor am I indicating any political rally about to be started. Nor is the schedule given to our well payed cricketers for IPL by inhuman BCCI officials. This is CA Finals.

One of the most highly dramatic exams in India (and this is in comparison to other hyped for dont to what exams like CAT for MBA and our good old Matriculation exam), CA finals have always managed to shake their pupils down to the core every time they made their minds to face the 9 days thunderstorm. Probably surviving the 8 days is more difficult than studying for the exam itself. Is it that efficiency of being able to tackle the pressure is given more weightage than the matter you write in your papers? Who knows..

My biggest reason for regret of not making in the first attempt was exactly this. Face the never ending stretch of 192 hours. The time when you forget even your meal times even if you had won the eating competition in your locality. When sleeping for even 4 hours at night is like a heavy privilege. And after which you realise the importance of every single minutes that passes by for atleast a month or so (guess that is equivalent to hangovers after a heavy duty booze party).

Which is why I was as excited as one would be when he realises that he has cleared the deadly exam but before the Nov 2008 attempt. The website, after a long time, brought some great news for me. ICAI has decided to donate the underprivileged students with one day leave for each exam! Well, can somebody pinch me please.

I dont know what made them finally do it. But I am happy that they finally realised that we are after all humans. And secondly, the basic principle of life still prevails. You get back the worth of efforts you shell out, in some form or the other and in indefinite but justified proportion in aggregate.

3 Fs: Failure, Frustation and Faith...

The atmosphere is tense. I have given up on waiting for the results. Its gonna be out anytime now. I decide to kill my time by finding some work out of my house. On my way back I get a call from one of my friends. Results are out. He has passed! I put a brake on my bike to the nearest cyber cafe. Click, onto the site. Click, they ask me for my roll number. Click, Fail !!??

Click, click, click. Still my results blur out the word - Fail!

Thats probably one of those moments in my life where I cant just believe and digest what is happening. More because its disastrous.

Calls keep flowing in. Some ask. Some pity. Some share my state of shock. Some try to motivate. I give up on everything and just sit besides my mom. Head down in her lap. Finally I shed the much awaited tears. But head comes out of her lap with one thought. Dude, you shouldn't have just survived anyways, you should rock.

Next two days go drowned in mountain high work. Work I was looking forward to. Work that I wanted to. Mind still to dissolve the chemical compound called Fail.

Come Monday and I now have time to react. The brain now takes in the compound to give simple but even more irritating element. Frustation. How do you work hard, work intelligent, work genuinely and yet end up with not being paid your worth? And I am not stuck in some marketing job mind you.

Days pass. Realisation sunks in. Studies hijack my schedules again.

But I have decided to stand by my principle for life.

Enjoy whatever I am doing.

Cheers for all my friends who passed and cheers for me getting to back to what I do love doing - planning, helping friends with studies and studying ofcourse...

Spaniards on Fire..

It is wonderful to notice how things happening to you for the first time make you forget everything and just be what you are deep inside in yourself. Rafal's emotional break-down after his first ever Wimbeldon Title was a true example of it.

Tennis is typically an ego game just like Chess, Table tennis and others of their likes. Opponents' morale is the level to beat rather than playing the game at a predetermined level. Beating Federer on Grass court surely gave Rafal an inferior level of morale to start with. But Rafal could back it with much needed desperate persuasion and 'nothing to loose, everything to gain' attitude. He remained head on with Federer through out the match (infact dominated him for the first two sets) and put that extra effort to notch his game slightly above Federer's. Mind you, both seemed to be playing exceptionally brilliant anyways till then.

But unlike other finals the duo have entertained millions of their fans with, this time around both did seem to be in different set of emotions. Federer seemed like a bedridden patient who fought his disease till the very last point until the doctor finally gave him his verdict for the disease being incurable. For Federer had been avoiding the defeat for a considerable amount of years now and his mental levels had come a long way from 'want to win this time too' to 'can I survive Rafal another time?'.

Nadal however basked himself to the pressure with much better mental fitness. He seemed to have done his homework brilliantly and knew exactly what was needed to defeat the master. Although achieving it was as difficult as being able to answer those tricky mathematical theories. Only one element could do it for him. Setting into the rhythm. And he was already on fine tune right from the first set of the marathon match.

It will be interesting to see if Nadal will now rule the scenario or would Federer come back to snatch his glory. The battle has just begun.

CA final results..

Out of Euro, yet the side effect of the event continues. Wonder general excitement about such major sporting events keep you wanting for more or panting saying enough. But with exciting cricket going around, one can easily kill the time though. But the issue right now is, how to beat the time till the results?

Results are one big pain in ass. You always tend to final predict it in both the obvious directions and end up being anxious. People keep winking and giving their smartass advices of not to think about it. But how the hell is that so called easy task possible? I guess i handled my nerves better during the exams more than the results. Ok, before I bore you more, my worry stands some ground because the result i am talking about is goddamn CA final results..

Result which can just trigger my career. Or put my ass on fire to study even better. Frankly, I have no idea what to better from my earlier effort. Which makes it all the more a difficult task. Opening the same set of books will obviously make you ponder at what went wrong and question all your markings. Should i put them aside or better them? If better, these are the markings which dint let me clear. So am i bettering my mistakes even futher?

I know that sounds so complicated. But it is complicated for me. Last night i thought of starting to tutor in my locality. Then i put the decision in the pending list till the results. With my laptop crashed, buying a new one is also necessary. Again results interfere and this too goes into the list. After this long CA curriculum, i have come to a clear conclusion though, giving exams is much better a option than waiting for results. Atleast you can make time at your disposal count till the last minute.

Done. I agree to respect thee. I can almost hear your thoughts. I abide that from now on i am not gonna think of it till it comes.

This what i end up telling everyone who wreck their eyebrows on this topic whenever i pull it out. Another helpless human being!

All my friends seem to put their thoughts about result in background though.. lucky asses they are, if they able to do it..