Random Thoughts

Is technology making us less human? Perhaps yes, so it seems to me. Today we have 1000 friends on Facebook but how many are we really friends with? Do you get the urge to login into FB and check what your friend has posted? Who went where? Who's dating whom? Perhaps its the curiosity to know about others lives that keeps us hooked onto the Wall. But is there a way out? Oh ya, there is always a way out..get a hobby,play some sports, talk to real people, get a life..

Last year sometime around October-December, I was pondering over this question. Trying to understand why I want to do an MBA? After lot of soul searching i narrowed down on few things. Its almost a year now and sometimes i wonder why am i doing MBA? Am i getting what I wanted to get out of this education? Or is it just another degree with exams and the topper get the best job? Slowly, I have realized that this is India and the US mindset does not work here. You don't choose so many things in life. Luck plays a major role where you end up for your internship, where you work and which career path you take. Sometimes I wonder am i doing the right things? Making the right decisions? In the right circle of people? Well frankly speaking I don't know..

Just heard another beautiful song from Mohit Chauhan..His voice is magical

Well, what an year..Ups, downs, highs, lows..friends, more friends..I guess my facebook statuses collage aptly captures the year that was 2010.

"You know what I am? I’m a dog chasing cars. I wouldn’t know what to do with one if I caught it" - The Joker Warning: The content that follows is wacky and vague, read it at your own risk Of late, a realization has dawned upon me. There is something missing, something that was so part of me, and suddenly it has subdued if not completely gone, it is rearing to raise its head, giving a call to start again. As far as I can remember, it started in class 9th when I joined the race and started chasing something. Later I realized that I was chasing a 6 points in my board exams, well I did not win but got decent marks that was just enough to keep me running. I had tasted blood; I liked the thrill and adrenalin rush, I loved the chase. Who cared what the results finally were? What mattered was the chase. Then I got into the next lap of the race and started chasing JEE. I must say that my character was formed during this phase of the race. When the lap ended, I had learnt a lo...