<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:30:38.749-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking...is not a big deal..</title><subtitle type='html'>meri tanhiya aur vo gujara zamana..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-8111857150015747287</id><published>2009-06-14T02:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T02:29:37.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something i feel</title><content type='html'>I was not alone in these days but i am feeling the same way as i was left alone in a park where are people roaming around you but you are alone, trying to find out someone whom you know. People who are attached with me feeling like that i have cheated with them,but this is not true and i can not explain this too.&lt;br /&gt;why such things happen in life..this question no body can answer..is it not possible that you are connected like hutch..or everybody is connected with you so that all things remain same.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it is not so easy to in connection with all peoples whom you love or about whom you care. I am not saying this thing cause i am facing this but as per my view when you are busy at that time this happens. You are still the same person but for others you are changed because you are not connected with them and after sometime there was error in connection. It is as simple as your are trying reliance GSM with MTNL landline.&lt;br /&gt;still i am searching for answer..hope i can find..if u have than let me know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-8111857150015747287?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/8111857150015747287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=8111857150015747287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/8111857150015747287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/8111857150015747287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-i-feel.html' title='Something i feel'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-21589887859313606</id><published>2008-03-01T03:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T04:03:14.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love You Rani..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HOeY_Lxfm0k/R8lFRjg-gHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZppE6GC-H98/s1600-h/rani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HOeY_Lxfm0k/R8lFRjg-gHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ZppE6GC-H98/s400/rani.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172741814905372786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi friends, today I am going to share a concealed secret from the deepest part of my big heart (though it is not 100% true but you know i can’t make you curious in any other way). This is about my love, about my feelings, about all those thing for which I like her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May it be due to her brown eyes or her cute smile? I don’t know if it’s her voice or her gorgeous look. The way she acts or it’s combined effect of all bells and whistles. You can also take it other way round that I like her so much that her every moves me closer to her (only in my dreams&lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder why I like her, what makes her different from others? Although so many young people like Aish, Diya or other actresses but I never felt feelings like I had for Rani.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I see her as my alter ego. Her acting attaches me with her to the extend that during those 3 hrs I smile on her smile, cry on her crying scene. Here I’ll like to clarify I like her doesn’t mean that I like all her movies. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;HUM-TUM is my favorite number. I had watched this movie only 15 to 20 times. Whenever I feel delighted or emotional I prefer to watch her movies. She is awesome, she is one whom with I want to spend my whole life (Kaash…:D).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May be due to these reasons I always try to find her in someone but till now no one….(so sad na)..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you Rani &lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;( thanks a lot to chandu, abe reason nahi bataoonga...:D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-21589887859313606?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/21589887859313606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-8479960535663862795</id><published>2008-02-27T00:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T06:27:52.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love.....???</title><content type='html'>Payar hota hai kya,&lt;br /&gt;ye ab hum kya batlaye.&lt;br /&gt;itni milli hai vafaye,&lt;br /&gt;ki tumahe payar kase samjhaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya-kya nahi hota payar mein,&lt;br /&gt;ye kase samjhanoo tumahe.&lt;br /&gt;ho jaata hai sab kuch rangeen,&lt;br /&gt;duniya badal jaati hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;payar karte hai jisese aap,&lt;br /&gt;uske aap ho jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;chahe kar lo jitna jatan,&lt;br /&gt;per khud-ba-khud badal jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sochate hai aaj unse kahenge ye,vo,&lt;br /&gt;per unko dekh kar ruk jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;khud-ba-khud samjh lenge vo,&lt;br /&gt;ye soch kar khud khud ko smajhate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unke saath har pal rahene ko,&lt;br /&gt;dil ye chatha hai.&lt;br /&gt;bethe rahe samne vo aapke,&lt;br /&gt;aur aankho mein din gujarte rahe saare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unki awaj na jaane kya,&lt;br /&gt;jaadu sa karti hai.&lt;br /&gt;hoti rahti hai ghanto bakwaas,&lt;br /&gt;per phir bhi dil manata nahi hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baatein to hoti hai kam,&lt;br /&gt;kafi waqt saanso ko sunane mein gujar jaata hai.&lt;br /&gt;rah gaya jo waqt vo,&lt;br /&gt;tum bolo,nahi tum bolo mein,gujar jaata hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;har pal aate hai najar vo,&lt;br /&gt;dil hi dil mein sharmate hai.&lt;br /&gt;unki har ek ada per,&lt;br /&gt;mar mit hum jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissi ko kuch,&lt;br /&gt;to kissi ko kuch aur hi najar aati hai.&lt;br /&gt;samne rahte hai vo jab aapke,&lt;br /&gt;sabse jayda sakoon tab hum paate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unki julafano ke saaye mein,&lt;br /&gt;khone ko ji chahta hai.&lt;br /&gt;unki god mein sar rakhkar,&lt;br /&gt;saare dukhdard mitane ko dil karta hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chahe kharabh ho kitni hi,&lt;br /&gt;halat aapki.&lt;br /&gt;vo gar pooch le jo ek baar,&lt;br /&gt;to tabiyat hari ho jaati hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unki pareshaniyo ko apna maankar,&lt;br /&gt;suljhane ki kosisein karna,&lt;br /&gt;apne ko na jaane kyun,&lt;br /&gt;har dum unse sudran dikhana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kissi aur ke saath,&lt;br /&gt;unka dikhana,phir kulbulana.&lt;br /&gt;chah kar bhi,na poochana,&lt;br /&gt;aur poochane per,chup rah jaana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aur kya kanhoo,payar per mein,&lt;br /&gt;mujhe to kuch aata nahi.&lt;br /&gt;longo ne mujhe diya itna payar,&lt;br /&gt;ki mujse ab sambhala nahi jaata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-8479960535663862795?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/8479960535663862795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=8479960535663862795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/8479960535663862795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/8479960535663862795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/love.html' title='Love.....???'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-5298494322830167492</id><published>2008-02-27T00:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T01:00:42.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chammophilia</title><content type='html'>chalo tumahe apni branch per,&lt;br /&gt;ek kavita sunaye.&lt;br /&gt;kare kyun samay barbad,&lt;br /&gt;bina soche-samjhe,garam vishay 'chamoo' uthaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chammo ki hai baat nirali,&lt;br /&gt;sabse jayda nakhare waali.&lt;br /&gt;inke aashiq kayi hajar,&lt;br /&gt;barabar rahta sabse inka payar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chammo ko tumko gar paana hai,&lt;br /&gt;nayadu ka dar khatkhatana hai.&lt;br /&gt;inka mulya koi bata na sakta,&lt;br /&gt;hai amulya kyun, koi samjha na sakta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inke payar mein gaalib,&lt;br /&gt;kayi to shyar ban gaye,&lt;br /&gt;kare kissi aur ki kya baat,&lt;br /&gt;saand bhi issese bach na sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jara sa kuch kaho to,&lt;br /&gt;khub saara chillati hai.&lt;br /&gt;gar bulao inko naam se,&lt;br /&gt;to ansuana kar jaati hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ab aur jayda kya kanhoo,&lt;br /&gt;inki to kaaya hi mastani hai.&lt;br /&gt;jayda gar janana ho aapko,&lt;br /&gt;to khud hi sampark saadhane mein hi samjhadari hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-5298494322830167492?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/5298494322830167492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=5298494322830167492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/5298494322830167492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/5298494322830167492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/garam-massala.html' title='Chammophilia'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-2610405252223948312</id><published>2008-02-26T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T01:19:05.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Fear</title><content type='html'>sochata hoon ki kanhi, ho na jaaye payar kissi se,&lt;br /&gt;ab to dil, kissi se bhi milane per ghabraata hai.&lt;br /&gt;kissi ko ji bhar ke dekhane mein bhi, na jaane kyun,&lt;br /&gt;ye dil, kashmasha kar, chikata hai, chillata hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kya uth gaya, payar se mera bharosa,&lt;br /&gt;ya sirf, kuch samaya ke liye dikhava hai.&lt;br /&gt;itni baar mila dhoka hamko, na jaane kyun,&lt;br /&gt;kya payar mein sirf hamne, chot khane ka beeda uthaya hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vaythith hardaya, peedit masthishk, sab ajeeb,&lt;br /&gt;per phir bhi, na jaane kyun dar lagata hai.&lt;br /&gt;kanhi gar kissi se payar ho jaaye,&lt;br /&gt;aur iska bhi, phir se wanhi anjaam na ho jaaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalo choro, ye hum apni kismat per chorate hai,&lt;br /&gt;gar hui mohabbat to, hum bhi kar lenge.&lt;br /&gt;jab dostano ke dokhe jhele hai hamne,&lt;br /&gt;to payar ke tute sheeshe bhi hum sah lenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;once again you are in my mind&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-2610405252223948312?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/2610405252223948312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=2610405252223948312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/2610405252223948312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/2610405252223948312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-fear.html' title='My Fear'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-3830077421411483005</id><published>2008-02-25T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T05:35:24.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tanha dil</title><content type='html'>teri bewafayi ko karano kase in lafjano mein bayana,&lt;br /&gt;                                                     her shabad kam lagta hai.&lt;br /&gt;jo kiya hai tumane usse soch kar,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    har lamha bewafa lagata hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;payare they tum hamne kitane,&lt;br /&gt;                                                            ye tum nahi janate.&lt;br /&gt;teri har galati ko apna maan kar,&lt;br /&gt;                                                            har bewafayi sahi, tum nahi janate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ki thi kya khata hamane,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    jo tumane hamne ye silla diya.&lt;br /&gt;har shikava,har gila suni hamne,&lt;br /&gt;                                                    aur sab kuch sahna hamne hi pada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri sirf ek hi baat ko hi,&lt;br /&gt;                                                maine hamesha yaad rakha.&lt;br /&gt;ki tumane koi bhi khata,&lt;br /&gt;                                                har ke upper vo lamha maana sada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahi ki maine baat to kya,&lt;br /&gt;                                                tumane kyun nahi ye jahmat uthayi.&lt;br /&gt;karta kase mein tumase baat,&lt;br /&gt;                                                        jara batla to deti mujhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fir bhi koi baat nahi,&lt;br /&gt;                                    ise bhi apni khata maani hamne.&lt;br /&gt;per tumane ki us baat per ladayi,&lt;br /&gt;                                    jo ki koi baat thi hi nahi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hamne chor kar aapne,&lt;br /&gt;                                            har kissi ko sab kuch batla daala.&lt;br /&gt;liya hamse ek vaada,&lt;br /&gt;                                aur khud hi usse chur chur kar daala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;payar tha hamse kiya,&lt;br /&gt;                                        ya sirf ek dikhava tha.&lt;br /&gt;khatha thi hamari kya,&lt;br /&gt;                                        ye aap kabhi na samjha sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ki thi aapse mohabbat hamne,&lt;br /&gt;                                      shyad yahi gunah tha hamara.&lt;br /&gt;shyad thik hi kiya aapne,&lt;br /&gt;                                        jo dil tod diya hamara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks a lot to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-3830077421411483005?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/3830077421411483005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=3830077421411483005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/3830077421411483005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/3830077421411483005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/tanha-dil.html' title='tanha dil'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-5027475427872965111</id><published>2008-02-24T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T08:41:18.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Love</title><content type='html'>aapko dekha to aisa laga,&lt;br /&gt;jaise chand ko ghera badalo ne.&lt;br /&gt;sundarta ke mayane gaye badal,&lt;br /&gt;jab se didar huey aapke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aapki aankho ke samne,&lt;br /&gt;saare paimane feekhe lagate hai.&lt;br /&gt;ras se bhare in hotho per to,&lt;br /&gt;saare paimane feeke lagatae hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aapke is anupam souyandrya per,&lt;br /&gt;kamdev bhi ghabrate hai,&lt;br /&gt;gujar jaaye jo aap kanhi se,&lt;br /&gt;wanha per  aapke charche uth jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teri julafano ke saaye mein,&lt;br /&gt;suraj bhi panah paate hai.&lt;br /&gt;is meethi mushkurahat per,&lt;br /&gt;sankaro phool bhi sharma jaate hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aap hai itni sunder ki,&lt;br /&gt;aap per likhane mein hum ghabhrate hai.&lt;br /&gt;kase kahe karte hai aapse hai payar,&lt;br /&gt;khud ko dekh ruk jaate hai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-5027475427872965111?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/5027475427872965111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=5027475427872965111' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/5027475427872965111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/5027475427872965111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-love.html' title='My Love'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-6180061844536353797</id><published>2008-02-17T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:38:00.551-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Left Me Alone</title><content type='html'>न जाने, इन नीगाहो को हुआ क्या,&lt;br /&gt;जो दुनीया यूं इतनी बदरंग दीखती है,&lt;br /&gt;चाहता हूँ,भर दूँ रंग सारे जीवन के ,&lt;br /&gt;फीर भी न जाने, हर कण फीका फीका लगता है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ये संगीत, शोर-शराबा सा लगता है ,&lt;br /&gt;हर मीठी आवाज, कर्कश सी प्रतीत होती है,&lt;br /&gt;हर खूबसूरत चीज,क्यों अजीब लगती है,&lt;br /&gt;न जाने क्यों, आज सब अजीब लगता है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;क्यों, लोओग नही मान लेते है सत्य को,&lt;br /&gt;और जीने नही देते है औरो को,&lt;br /&gt;जब वो जीना नही चाहते ,हमारे साथ,&lt;br /&gt;तो करप्या छोड़  दे, हमने अपने हाल।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;हम थोड़े ही सही,पर हर हाल में खुश रह लेंगे,&lt;br /&gt;जैसे भी है हम,सब गम सह लेंगे,&lt;br /&gt;थोडी ही सही मीले गर,खुशी,&lt;br /&gt;तो जीवन भर,उस्सी से जी लेंगे।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मेरा तो यंही मानना है,की,&lt;br /&gt;आप अलग है तो,अलग ही रहे,&lt;br /&gt;अपनी खुबीया, हो सके तो,अपने तक ही रखे,&lt;br /&gt;गर हो सके तो कीसी तरह, कोई तारीफ़ के पूल यंहा न पहुंचे।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;मुझे सारे के सारे,अपने से प्यारे है,&lt;br /&gt;इनके लिए सब कुछ न्युचावर है,&lt;br /&gt;मेरे सब कुछ,बहुत प्यारे है,&lt;br /&gt;आज कहता हूँ तुमसे,सबसे बुरे तुम ही हमारे हो।&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-6180061844536353797?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/6180061844536353797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=6180061844536353797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/6180061844536353797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/6180061844536353797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/left-me-alone.html' title='Left Me Alone'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-4375408502607260472</id><published>2008-02-15T21:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T22:02:13.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>चलो एक तस्वीर बनाऊ</title><content type='html'>सोचता हूँ, चलो एक तस्वीर बनाऊ,&lt;br /&gt;अपने हाथो से सजाऊ, रंग &lt;span&gt;भरू,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;जींदगी के सारे चीतॄ दिखावू,&lt;br /&gt; फीर उसी  तस्वीर में,ख़ुद को डृंडं  पाऊँ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पर , न जाने क्यों, कैसा लगता है,&lt;br /&gt;सब सही है , पर अजीब लगता है,&lt;br /&gt;करता हूँ कुछ, होता कुछ और है,&lt;br /&gt;ये सोच कर ही बहुत डर लगता है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;जो भी माँगा है, मैंने तुमसे आज तक,&lt;br /&gt;तुमने शायद् ही, कभी पुरा कीया ,&lt;br /&gt;माँगा कुछ तो, कभी कुछ और ही दीया,&lt;br /&gt;की खता क्या,की सिला मुझे ही दीया।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;पर,तुम तो सबसे उप्पर हो,&lt;br /&gt;शायद &lt;span&gt;ठीक &lt;/span&gt;ही कीया होगा तुमने,&lt;br /&gt;तुम ही सही , जो सब छीन लीया,&lt;br /&gt;माँगा था प्यार भर के, और तुमने गम से उबरने न दीया।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;फीर भी ,चलो तुम पर यकीन करते है ,&lt;br /&gt;आज तेरे दर पर फीर कदम रखते है,&lt;br /&gt;ख़ुद की खुशी कभी मांगी नही,&lt;br /&gt;आज तुझे इसको खुश रखने की दुआ करते है।&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-4375408502607260472?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/4375408502607260472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=4375408502607260472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/4375408502607260472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/4375408502607260472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post_15.html' title='चलो एक तस्वीर बनाऊ'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-7930428452579762367</id><published>2008-02-15T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T04:04:09.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>समय से संघर्ष...</title><content type='html'>वक्त , न जाने , मुझे क्या क्या सिखिलायेगा?&lt;br /&gt;कभी कभी इतने प्यार को संभालना,&lt;br /&gt;तो  कभी पीठ पेर खंजर झेलना,&lt;br /&gt;कभी दोस्तानो के बीच में घुम्शुदगी,&lt;br /&gt;तो कभी घुम्शुदगी में दोस्ती,&lt;br /&gt;तलाश करना सिखायेगा।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;माना थोड़ा समझदार हूँ,&lt;br /&gt;पर मुझे क्यों इतना लड़ना  सिखाया है,&lt;br /&gt;हर राह पर पत्थर क्यों बीछाए है,&lt;br /&gt;जिसको चाहो वही बदल जाता है ,&lt;br /&gt;जिनके लीये आंखो में चमक हो,&lt;br /&gt;उनके लीये ही आंखो में पानी भर जाता है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;दील में जगह थी , जिनके लीये ,&lt;br /&gt;अब उनके लीये भी आंखो में भी,&lt;br /&gt;पल भर की जगह नही है,&lt;br /&gt;फीर क्यों, आखीर क्यों ,&lt;br /&gt;जींदगी  मेरी बदला जाती है,&lt;br /&gt;लड़ लड़ कर मेरी ख़ुद से तबियत हार जाती है।&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;बदलना अपने आप को आसान नही,&lt;br /&gt;पर ख़ुद को कई बार बदले ही पाया है,&lt;br /&gt;फीर भी क्यों, खूब को गुनाहगार पाया है,&lt;br /&gt;पर कोई बात नही ,सब चलता है,&lt;br /&gt;वक्त भी कभी कभी झुकता है ,&lt;br /&gt;बस इस वक्त को झुकने में, थोड़ा वक्त तो लगता है।&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-7930428452579762367?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/7930428452579762367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=7930428452579762367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/7930428452579762367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/7930428452579762367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='समय से संघर्ष...'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-695003935121575626</id><published>2008-02-15T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T22:58:33.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliance's Interview</title><content type='html'>After a series of interviews after my first job and after appearing in so many test series conducted by our T.P.O (i.e. so many test of companies) i got the job in Reliance Energy Limited.&lt;br /&gt;We heard that the package of this company will be about 5 to 6 lakhs, but that is not true here. They although told us that they are going to recruit a lot of persons but we never believe on them.Finally,they are right :D...&lt;br /&gt;after getting through examination i come to GD round and i never hope that i am going to clear it cause in this group all real bond of GD were present like Kunal,Amol, and some others but the recruiters were too cool and they told to  us to choose the topic which ever you want. So this is easy task for us.Finally the most important session comes and that is of interview. Till now the situation is not too clear cause according to the behavior of the company we supposed that are not going to take any one of us.&lt;br /&gt;Noe interview....&lt;br /&gt;Que:- Find your bio-data file that you have submitted.&lt;br /&gt;---I search for my bio data file and gave to him.&lt;br /&gt;He asked to sit me.&lt;br /&gt;than he asked for resume after that i thought he is going to ask very tough question about power plant but ....thank god..&lt;br /&gt;Que:-From which company do you have offer rite now?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:- Accenture.&lt;br /&gt;Que:-What is the package?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:- Around 3 lakhs..exactly not known cause i am not interested in this company.&lt;br /&gt;Que:- From where do you belong?&lt;br /&gt;Ans:-Kanpur.&lt;br /&gt;...than he looked in my resume and asked me to call the next person.&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;thats it..the interview was over and i am really shocked...and frustrated too cause i thought they foolished me and spoiled my whole day.&lt;br /&gt;But in the next morning result is out and from the whole branch around 14 selected (except one all are selected)....&lt;br /&gt;this is the real story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-695003935121575626?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/695003935121575626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=695003935121575626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/695003935121575626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/695003935121575626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2008/02/reliances-interview.html' title='Reliance&apos;s Interview'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-645509170015956620</id><published>2007-08-11T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T23:34:09.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Jaane Kyun..</title><content type='html'>karte hai hum unse payar .....na jaane kyun. &lt;br /&gt;Her baat per karte hai iqrar ..na jaane kyun. &lt;br /&gt;Dil toda hai kissi ne hamara...na jaane kyun. &lt;br /&gt;Aanso to na nikale they hamre fir ye baarish..na jaane kyun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;fir bhi lagta hai shyad sab thik hi hai...&lt;br /&gt;unka hamnse inkaar aur hamra unke liye iqrar...&lt;br /&gt;unka muskarana hi kafi hai is jindagi ke liye..&lt;br /&gt;karte rahenege hum unse hamesha payar..na jaane kyun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;sab khataham ho gaya...&lt;br /&gt;hoti nahi hamesha ek nayi shuravat...&lt;br /&gt;her mod per mudna nahi hai aasan..&lt;br /&gt;dil tutane ke baad bhi dil dhadkata hai...na jaane kyun.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ab bhi hai aitbaar tum per hi..&lt;br /&gt;tum per apna sab kuch nyuchaavar...&lt;br /&gt;paas ho ke bhi dur ho tum..&lt;br /&gt;kuch na kaho chup hi raho ab tum..na jaane kyun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-645509170015956620?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/645509170015956620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=645509170015956620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/645509170015956620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/645509170015956620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2007/08/na-jaane-kyun.html' title='Na Jaane Kyun..'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1714135644765940917.post-7587994868809134699</id><published>2007-08-07T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T22:25:42.248-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Threats of first week</title><content type='html'>hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing in a blog or in any where is a too complicated thing for me. But I am writing this blog not only for you guys but for my self too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time in IT I found my self in a trouble and this trouble is for what...A job. I had faced total four interviews for getting my first job. I was not able to clear the interview section in the successive companies. At last I got the success in Accenture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I told some tips (Actually fattes...It may help u guys) and share my experiences in different interview sections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTS:- hmm...as we know it is a M.R.(mass recruiting) company so i was not worried about this cause this year they were coming to take approx 250 students but at last they settled with 192(including others).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they asked to me and what I reply s in front of you:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Vijay, take your seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-tell me about your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-typical answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-ok Vijay solve this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-yes sir and it was very simple problem of relative motion, and I done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-what is your subject of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-manufacturing engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-tell me about powder metal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me :-( little bit confuse) powder metal sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-told him about cvd ad pvd process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-not fully satisfied with my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-do you know about rake angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-described briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-negative rake angle??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-tried hard but not able to explain as his face expression showing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-again a puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-not able to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cts:-ok Vijay thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-thanks a lot sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result:-unsuccessful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IBM: I was one of them who were selected after gd (only 86).finally they recruited only 53.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After interview I realized that I just kick off the IBM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-how are you doing Vijay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-fine sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-are you tired?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-no sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-no or yes it doesn't matter, you have to go through this process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-tell me about your self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-typical answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-he gave me two puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-i had done it nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-what is your subject of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-manufacturing engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just shocked they are not asking any question from manufacturing engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-tell me about your project on elastic memory composites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-explain in brief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-do you ever heard about cryogenic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-no (not with confidence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-now second person starts and asking about my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-I brief him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-no i want where this is used and how they works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:- i have not much interest in this subject. I am good in manufacturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-laws of thermodynamics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-told them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:- differentiate between CI and SI engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-again no (damn shit, that I do not expect from my self.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-ok so let him go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-hmm..Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibm:-so Mr. Vijay thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:-thank you sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Result I already know although it come around 5 am in the morning. but I know in the night myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TCS:-color blindness, not eligible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to this i was to tensed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; WIPRO:-&lt;br /&gt; hush... first a written test...if team work didn't able to get success that day than certainly I was not in the interview part.(thanks to AGP,ARORA,TARUN,GOPAL,PUNEET,CHANDU)&lt;br /&gt; So interview part was as following …&lt;br /&gt;wipro: take your seat.(although interview was mine but it seems that I was going to take his interview. he was too worried)&lt;br /&gt;Me: thank you&lt;br /&gt;wipro: what is your favorite subject?&lt;br /&gt; Me: manufacturing engineering.&lt;br /&gt;wipro:hmm...and..&lt;br /&gt;Me: I.C.Engine (after getting unsuccessful in the IBM I read enough about IC engine)---dekha meri learning skills.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: what about thermodynamics??&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am not comfortable with that.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: hmm...k&lt;br /&gt;wipro:(after giving a lot of pressure to his head, and playing with his hairs) tell me about the laws of thermodynamics.&lt;br /&gt;Me: bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;wipro: what about c?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (tried hard to change the topic of discussion but...)&lt;br /&gt;wipro: write down a program of array?&lt;br /&gt;Me: tried hard and finally done it, but there is an error in the program.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: asked me about malloc function?&lt;br /&gt;Me: again tried to satisfy him by giving fattes.. But nothing works.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: you people have enough time to read.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I participated in different extracurricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: I know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: sir I need time to improve my c knowledge and till the date of joining I make my self good enough in c and cpp both.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: so go and read.&lt;br /&gt;wipro: thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after three such failures, I just fed up with all these companies but I decided that now nothing matters to me. Just read and read.&lt;br /&gt;In ACCENTURE, I was partially covered with my dummies. But VIRAT (tronix alumni) done a great work and during the exam he take out all the dummies. But god is with me that day and my luck shines and without help of dummies I got selected in written.&lt;br /&gt;In GD...Love marriage v/s arrange marriage. My favorite one. I easily cleared gd.&lt;br /&gt;TECH interview:&lt;br /&gt;accenture:-so Vijay you are in mechanical engineering.&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;acc:what subject u like most?&lt;br /&gt;Me: manufacturing engineering.&lt;br /&gt;acc: tell me about powder metallurgy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I explained him briefly.&lt;br /&gt;acc: about cladding.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know exact definition but not able to express so he corrected me.&lt;br /&gt;acc: am I write.&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;acc: why? Cause I am from accenture?&lt;br /&gt;Me: no sir, I know the answer but not able to express.&lt;br /&gt;acc: ok Vijay tell me why you want to join accenture..&lt;br /&gt;Me: cause accenture is a good...&lt;br /&gt;acc: abe good choro yaar..kuch alag batao..&lt;br /&gt;Me: in accenture you can shift...&lt;br /&gt;acc: ohh you are going to shift after joining our company.&lt;br /&gt;Me: no sir, actually after joining in your company I can change my work profile too.&lt;br /&gt;acc: this is the real answer?&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;acc: sure&lt;br /&gt;Me: yes sir.&lt;br /&gt;acc: than he asked a lot of question related to mechanical department, about teachers, what they are teaching to us and bala..&lt;br /&gt;acc: ok Vijay thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Me: thank you sir.&lt;br /&gt;When I came out I asked to take a seat, and with in a minute asked to wait outside for hr interview.&lt;br /&gt;HR interview:&lt;br /&gt;A nice girl was there for taking mine interview.&lt;br /&gt;With smile I entered in the room.&lt;br /&gt;acc: how are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Me: fine.&lt;br /&gt;acc: so Vijay tell me about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Me: bala ..bala..&lt;br /&gt;acc: asked me about my project my capabilities and lot of other things.&lt;br /&gt;acc: different questions related to relocation, job offer and documents verification etc.&lt;br /&gt;acc: ok Vijay. thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Me: thank you mam.&lt;br /&gt;I know after these interviews that i will be selected today. And finally I was in the last 13...ocean thirteen. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1714135644765940917-7587994868809134699?l=nirvikaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/feeds/7587994868809134699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1714135644765940917&amp;postID=7587994868809134699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/7587994868809134699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1714135644765940917/posts/default/7587994868809134699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nirvikaar.blogspot.com/2007/08/threats-of-first-week.html' title='Threats of first week'/><author><name>vijay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06910726696660580071</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
