C-A-T CAT ,CAT mane bili, R-A-T RAT, rat mane chuha

After scanning a million scraps of paper in my purse-thrice, my pant pockets-zillion times, secret hiding places at home in Chennai, old newspapers in Bangalore, outlook magazines on my shelf in my room, my underwear, my room mate's underwear, novels, under my mattress, my drag-o-bag and after enquiring a billion people like my mother, my friends girls/guys, it finally dawned upon me that I have lost the third copy of bank pay-in slip that was to be sent with the CAT application and without which I cant become a Manager type ka person. I dint leave a stone unturned my desperation knew no bounds and I even enquired my PM and my landlord if they had taken it out of jealousy but I guess they are innocent and cant be blamed but so is me .I never knew that it was imperative to send the bank challan with the form, first time hai na!! Isliye... No, I am not careless I just kept it to carefully and now I am unable find it. I think that its just destiny which does not want me to do my MBA. Waise Mass Comm. seems like a more viable option now. What say?

However that is over and I have sent my CAT form to the IIM people with an apology letter written in true innocent, school student style. I hope they are merciful people and let me write CAT 2007 else its just a good news for all the CAT aspirants. One extra seat for you people so thank your stars that I ain’t writing CAT and for all those zealous, enthusiastic and boring IIM aspirants pull up your socks and start working hard because there is not much time left now. And before I can end this post I want to thank everybody who stood by me, away from me , jacked me , screwed me, loved me, hated me in my short spanned endeavor of writing CAT 2007

-- Priyanka/Ramprakash- Thank you very much for the books. When the world had turned itself away from me and I was shown a big NO (Eiffel tower size) you people helped me by lending me books and therefore I love you people for that.

-- Elivia- Thanks girl for teaching me how to find a square root by the long division method, too bad that your effort might go in waste if I fail to write CAT but still I love you for that.

-- Bank Manager- I love this man for very politely showing me off to another employee of the bank who in turn made me wait for an hour while he visited rest room for his private chores and phone calls. If all this was fruitful his name would have been added with the others but he requires a special mention when he said he can’t do anything about it.

-- My sister who did not care for me being left uneducated nor does she care about herself that if her brother becomes a manager at least she can show off to her friends.

-- My mother who made a few meaningless visits to the bank in the hot, July sun of Chennai.

-- I thank every body who ever thought I wasn't good at math. To live up to your expectations I have stopped studying but then don't be complacent because I might be back next year provided I am alive and kicking around.


-- My moped which took me places in Chennai when I roamed unknowingly As I had lost a very important piece of paper.

-- My 1108 phone that was used to make a million phone calls to my friends on whom I depended to go the bank in Chennai an enquire which way had to be the best way to murder a careless person like me but I guess they are just too nice to me because they cared more about their GF's and wanted to spend more time with them, sounds strange, is it a duty or what??- Anyways the point is my cries and pleas fell on deaf ears.

-- I have a very sarcastic "I love u " and the let the "devil's wife do u " kind of feeling towards a few people who promised to help me but made me run about for books for months. I am very polished person and would refrain from using any foul language here. :)

-- And in the end thanks for the peace of mind provided by all those inquisitive, brain washing kind of visitors in my life . Who tried their level best to confuse but now the situation is like. Na rahega sanp na bajegi basuri .. !!!