Friday, 13 June 2008

21

Professor to Student: Robinson Scholarship is going to go to someone who ...dazzles...who just jumps off the resume!!! You really need to explain what makes you special.What life experience separates you from the rest.



Now how to respond to this abstract question with some tangible sounding experience. This just reminded me of instances of interviews for today's corporate world where we are asked consistently to prove ourselves despite of having requisite skills which are protruding outwards to snatch the work as soon as possible. But I guess, thirst is not the only requirement for getting water nowadays, you have to justify the suffering !!!

Movie is best in terms of storyline, quite entertaining and keeping us engrossed to know whether our MIT student gets the money or not. The climax is well crafted to reality and serves to be a awe-striking answer to our dear Professor.

The other interesting thing was again showing the opportunity of earning real(not-easy) money in big place by employing extremely sharp mind. I was just wondering whether Counting-Cards was the only game that can be played by probability as shown in movie. I played Poker few days ago and didn't really figure out the way of employing probability. Though, there was a small window but not open gate like Counting-Cards. I wonder whether every mathematician from MIT would try this in Vegas. I guess I would.

Though there were some glitch around movie in terms of continuity in few scenes, I enjoyed it.Winner Winner Chicken Dinner !!!

Thursday, 12 June 2008

Dont talk with Me

So Now you don't wanna
talk wid me,
Is this the price that I paid
For your walk wid me.

Moments back, You said
U wud be ma Friend,
But U dint Stay,
As I searched my own Land.

Saw the dreamz, When I
Closed my eyes with you,
But U left by,
B4 the wish turned true.

Out Of the dreamz unwayed,
I made a mistake,
But Isnt it the way,
The Humans break.

Thought you wud be there,
As real frenz stay,
But U dint care,
N U simply walkd away.

My Face became stone,
My tears were still,
U Knew I can't b lone,
But U Wished to kill.

Far now in fields green,
As you start to wonder,
About the time that been,
There will be no answer,
N There would be no "me" seen.

Wednesday, 4 June 2008

12 Queen Square

One evening in queen square,

Where people were rare

Where all the leaves were still,

Where there was no voice to kill

Sitting in front of me,

She was scribbling in bee

As she became thoughtful,

I became watchful

I started to stare,

What she could not glare

Her cheeks so rozy.

N her eyes so cozy.

One evening in queen square.

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