<?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-8143014</id><updated>2012-01-07T06:11:44.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Musings of a musical mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143014.post-111143049705191982</id><published>2005-03-21T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T10:41:37.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD Days!</title><content type='html'>I know that it has been a painfully long delay to update this blog, but the only reason for this was a battery of bad days that had been tormenting me for the past 3 months. I did mention in my last blog entry that I had a good XAT. Well! That was not to be! And it was an extremely demoralising one with extraordinarily bad scores ( incorrect ones I believe) that I could'nt have possibly got but for mass incorrect shading. Nevertheless that was history and I was looking forward to more positive if not rewarding days ahead, only to go through a bad patch with Trinity faring badly at Saarang, a lean patch in terms of musical earning. Too much pressure from all quarters for making 'never-ending' "Demo CD's" that would never be launched. The culprits believed they had not made me long for time since they had just given me a little additional work. True! But the sore point was that these culprits outnumbered any integer that the mind can think of and hence I ended up with vain attempts to try and please everyone around me. When all these happens, you tend to forget what u have to do. And I need to blog my heart out to get those 'feelings' out but I wouldn't let myself do it.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm looking forward to even more pressurising situations with my project key-in dates finalised and now I need to type out endlees number of pages of documentation (leave alone completing the project) in less than a week's time. And I dont even know how to draw the diagrams! I have no idea what I must be doing now. I'm just letting time dictate things to me. I didn't let time or TIME dictate things to me and hence I didnt crack CAT. Now I dont wnat to do the same thing! I'm hoping that this lean phase would pass off soon!&lt;br /&gt;C ya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-111143049705191982?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/111143049705191982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=111143049705191982' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/111143049705191982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/111143049705191982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2005/03/bad-days.html' title='BAD Days!'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143014.post-110526905930825884</id><published>2005-01-09T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T03:10:59.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>XAT - a glimmer of hope</title><content type='html'>Would I like to say Ah! At last! Well not quite I believe, but in some aspects yes - cuz this time I have a better chance of cracking XAT. Well I'm still not quite sure what would happen since the invigilators wanted the question paper back (Good weight - I feel &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt; ). Whatever! This XAT will give me more pleasurable experiences as compared with the CATwhich was to give me nightmares during days. Ironically though, I appeared for this test without any preparation - not even something that you would consider calling that way. Anyways all is well that ends well and I hope it ends well. All I can tell is tha tI gave my best - or is it almost my best? AgainI'm not quite sure. But I think my strategy was right. This atleast I'm sure of. Cuz I managed to attempt a decent number of questions - about 115 out of the ever-elusive 175 - that would give me a good enough chance to get call from XLRI, on paper.&lt;br /&gt;But who knows what is in store for me? Well I knew what was in store for me after I wrote CAT, as I tried to get out of the "HURRAH" and "OOPS" noises made by the maddening crowd at Loyola College, my test centre for both these tests.&lt;br /&gt;Initially after I wrote the test, I told the guy near me that I had attempted only 115 questions and that I might not even stand a chance. Then suddenly I noticed people staring at me with a weird look on their faces as if to say "Hey! Who is this bloke who claims unfit for consideration while he looks to have been the fittest guy around". I said to myself as if wanting to tell them "Of course not dude! I know in my innermost heart that I havent done all that well, cuz I know I have made so many guesses that can potentially get me down by 15-20 apart from the less number of correct answers", of course again on paper!&lt;br /&gt;My most satisfactory section was that of quants where I attempted 45 q's of which I believe atleast 39 will be right, probably even more! The General Awareness will help to bring me down in the eyes of some people who would have wanted to put me on a pedestal after they read the first line of this paragraph (But I really do wonder if there are these kinda people &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt; ). Anyways, the GA was of 35 q's and I attempted 30........&lt;br /&gt;Wait! WAit Wait! Of these atleast 15 are guesses. Well Hmmmm! Is that your reaction? &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My verbal is another one that can pull me down. This time it was the RC that might pull me down. All the RC passages were like&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; $#!t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;@$$ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and I was left clueless with not much time to read thro' them. Well I'm always bad in time management (also TIME class management &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;;-)&lt;/span&gt; ) and this one is no exception.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you wouldn't want to say "Go to hell! What fu(+!ng chance do u have?" at this moment. Comeon guys! it is still a good 115 attempt performance and I'm banking on it to get me through. Too much expectation UH!&lt;br /&gt;What to do? I'm an ordinary mortal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-110526905930825884?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/110526905930825884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=110526905930825884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110526905930825884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110526905930825884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2005/01/xat-glimmer-of-hope.html' title='XAT - a glimmer of hope'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-110477322213675376</id><published>2005-01-03T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T09:27:02.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infosys! The last thing I wanted in my life</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm, After all the despair and sorrow about my shocking performance at CAT, I'm now back to my old ways - fearing joining Infosys! That was obviously the last ting I wanted in my life. I joined infosys only to satisfy my parents who believed that this bloke has'nt acquired anything from the four years of the rather unsatisfactory BE that I did at a wretched university full of mongrels that kill mortals. However the placement was a breeze though that was not exactly what i wanted.&lt;br /&gt;Now I keep telling myself, "Hey comeon! Let's face it! U weren't all that prepared to CAT as far as hours of work is concerned". And I know that I can't crack XAT or fms too this year. Hence I'm preparing myself for the big ordeal - namely Infosys! whose training I'm going to undergo from this August. He may pay me good salary, treat me well and do all the good the good things he can to his employees. But that is not what i want. Maybe my portrayal of myself as an absolute loser in life is not all that right but definitely the fact remains that if i can near some kind of achievement of what i really want to achieve in my life, then it is definitely going to take its own time and more importantly will expend the zeal and enthusiasm from the mind of a young man who at this moment wants to make it big.&lt;br /&gt;Hence my best friends for the next year will be those who are willing to deter me from allowing the idea of letting infosys dominate my mind giving me the impresion that it was probably not all that bad. Let me for Heaven's sake believe sincerely that Infy is my worst enemy and that I'm going to use this enemy to my strength by indicating a positive integer in the 'Work Ex' column of CAT 2005 application form that again for heaven's sake must inspire me to do well next year. I really want to crack it in '05 cuz I can't imagine myself working in a software firm pounding out lines of code for years for somebody whose face I'm never going to see in my life. I wish myself all the best believing it won't let me down next year. Comeon friends! Keep pouring the thought into my mind that I'm gonna become wretched if i'm gonna continue with infosys. Plz do keep pouring it into my mind cuz i'm known to be extremely weak minded.&lt;br /&gt;I believe I don't sound like a maniac when I'm pounding out the above text.... Over to the junta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-110477322213675376?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/110477322213675376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=110477322213675376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110477322213675376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110477322213675376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2005/01/infosys-last-thing-i-wanted-in-my-life.html' title='Infosys! The last thing I wanted in my life'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-110227169309911719</id><published>2004-12-05T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T10:41:18.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losers in life!</title><content type='html'>How do u define a loser in life? One who hasn't earned enough money, or fame, or relationships! Or is it subject to the individual's interpretation? I feel a loser in life is someone who hasn't achieved what he wanted to achieve in life. But then life is not a bed of roses. I'm sure there is noone on earth who has achieved all that he wanted. But there are people who have achieved little of what they wanted. These people may be termed as absolute losers. Losers occur not because of the faults they make but because of the possibly foolish decisions made by their controllers - namely parents.&lt;br /&gt;We all know that parents are the people who can care for their children more than anyone else on earth. They take crucial decisions on their children's life based on what they think is best for their children's future. But then are all these decisions correct. Not all children are alike. Your neighbour's daughter who has excelled in social science by attending extra classes at a coaching centre is very different from your own son who doesn't get as much marks. You put him in the same centre but with little positive results. This would suggest that he is not the same person as that girl, who cannot play a single stroke in tennis while your own son can thrash out the former school champion by his booming serves.&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to succesors, some parents say, "My son has joined Infosys. He is earning Rs. 2 lacs per annum. He has succeeded in life." Maybe he has but maybe not another person who has joined the same company, gets the same salary as the former and pleased his parents like the other guy. This guy might have had different ideas, wanted different things and thought differently yet landed in the same ship as the others namely Infosys, just discussing for an example. Has he really succeeded. One might be tempted to say "yes" but think over it logically.&lt;br /&gt;This guy had been planning to take up some other career let us say music. He had wanted to become a sound programmer because of the inherent talent in music and sound related theories. God has bestowed each one on earth with some talent. But this guy has had one special talent - which was to excel in all that he did. He was extremely good in acads, had a creative mind, attended quiz competitions, excelled in them, attended drawing, paitnting competitions, won prizes in them, attended computer programming contests, won prizes in them. He had done all these in school days which made his parents believe that he would excel in whatever he did. True - maybe. But will he excel in life - Ah! that's where he lost out. He had loathed doing what everyone had been dying to do. Things had come too easily for him till then. He had earned a decent name for himself in the music arena, had earned good reputation for being an intellegent person, capable of scoring high marks in the university exams. Yet noone was willing to ask him what he liked the most. His parents however had asked him and his answer was very clear, "Music". Also he had made known to them his desire to take up the less known career.&lt;br /&gt;The parents of this guy are the best people on earth to take the decision of "what next" about this person. That was how he had joined the computer engineering course in a reputed university and did reasonably well there too because of his inherent talent. However this guy was not mature enough when he joined the university and had gone there because his parents had convinced him that IT was the future. This obedient guy also thought the same knowing well that his parents would want only good to happen to him. That time, fresh out of school, he had no idea what his strengths were and believed sincerely that acads was his greatest asset. So he joined the university which was probably not the one for a weak minded fellow as this guy.&lt;br /&gt;He started hating the course, but was forced to study because he had taken it. However God does show you positives even in the toughest of times. His music started to take shape and the raw talent in him came out to a reasonable extent. And now he knew that he liked it. Yet it would remain only his hobby because of th mentally demanding course that perhaps was not what he wanted. However his natural ability got him good marks and saw him get placed with the reputed organisation - Infosys.&lt;br /&gt;But he knew he didn't want that. His parents were very happy. They had made infinte number of enquiries about every company in the country. It was atlast the common man's belief that Infosys was the best that had won. The parents told him to attend the interview and once again his natural ability got him through. He had worked no hard till then. Marks had come all by itself. The placement was a breeze. But was that what he was looking for?&lt;br /&gt;There are crores of people in India who long to get placed with Infosys. A vast majority of this population comprises of people who have limited knowledge and they knew it. All that they wanted was to get placed with a big organisation that would pay them well. However our guy didn't need all this. He was wanting to take up sound engineering as his career. He had liked it more than anything else on earth. How will it be when your favorite hobby becomes your prime job and you are paid for it. But that was not to happen with this poor guy. He tried convincing his parents citing instances when sound engineering course doers succeeded and also mentioned the names of many succesful sound engineers, but in vain. His parents believed the words of their friends and neighbours who knew much less about him and they themselves had suggested Infosys only based on their own belief of a succesful professional. Who cared for the thirst in the heart of a young man wanting to make a mark in a distinct field. The worst part that really makes life miserable for this man at heart is that this guy had it in him to become the best in the world in the course he liked.&lt;br /&gt;He tried for the next best option, writing CAT, taking up MBA at some IIM, working at some BIG company for 4-5 years, minting money and returning back to his dream profession - sound engineering. That seemed to be the best option left with him.&lt;br /&gt;But his bad luck saw him not writing CAT to his fullest potential, infact not even to half his potential. This ONLY real failure in his life has cost him the most beautiful thing he wanted in life - achieving his dream career. So new he might seem to be well placed in life to the outsiders, but he knows what he is in life - A LOSER......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-110227169309911719?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/110227169309911719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=110227169309911719' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110227169309911719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110227169309911719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/12/losers-in-life.html' title='Losers in life!'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143014.post-110114521561708640</id><published>2004-11-22T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T09:40:15.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAT fever over - XAT fever begins</title><content type='html'>Just as i say "Ah! CAT is over atlast!", the next one commences - XAT. As it is on the 9th of january and i have good enough time for it, i would'nt want to start preparing for it right away. Yet the fever remains that is intensified by the fact that i have had an ordinary CAT this year. But I would like to devote sometime to music which has been my passion from the earliest date i can recollect. Otherwise nothing much to write now, apart from informing the folks that I'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-110114521561708640?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/110114521561708640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=110114521561708640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110114521561708640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110114521561708640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/11/cat-fever-over-xat-fever-begins.html' title='CAT fever over - XAT fever begins'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-110011266982659695</id><published>2004-11-10T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T10:59:57.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Diwali</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;If your one of the unfortunate guys, ill-fated to read and yet tolerate this blog, then let this diwali improve your fate in all aspects except that of reading this blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus kiddin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-110011266982659695?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/110011266982659695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=110011266982659695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110011266982659695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110011266982659695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-diwali.html' title='Happy Diwali'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-110001980189490360</id><published>2004-11-09T08:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T09:46:56.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music for the sick</title><content type='html'>What better bliss can one get than from making people happy? We all know music gives pleasure and it is sheer blessedness that I happen to be someone who can please others (if not plague them ;-D) with my music. Especially if you are going to do this to people in their last days, it gives rise to a symbiotic relationship between you and them; a relationship that guarantees happiness to everyone involved.&lt;br /&gt;You might be baffled about what this bozo is talking about. I'm talking about the concert by our band "The Trinity" at the Cancer Institute, Adyar. It was meant to be entertainment to the poor cancer patients who are now at the brink of mortality. After all every mortal has the duty of making every other being of his kind happy and this very bondage among humans is what keeps life moving on on the planet. The feelings of empathy, love, benevolence, compassion etc., all take their place in the lexicon only because we are human. It is ultimate beatitude to be born human. Hence the word 'humane'.&lt;br /&gt;Just like any other human, I too have feeling for the poor and the diseased. These hoodooed creatures I met at Cancer Institute gave us a heartwarming response as we continued to play our music in rather subdued decibels so as not to affect the serenity of the hospital. They clapped as we sang and played and the ones in their earlier cancer stage could manage singing some songs with us. A girl also sang an assamese song which was probably their local folklore. Whatever it is, it was good. And we had mutual enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;What hurt me was the sight of some people probably in the last stage of the disease, who had tubes running across their face right through to the nose. They tried their best to involve and I saw some of them singing along with us, as much as their bony constitution would yield.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the show we performed a battery of fast songs of the Tamil "koothu" type and they all enjoyed it. What I really observed in their eyes was their appreciation to whatever we did. They thanked us for the show.&lt;br /&gt;We did not accept money for this show. A true musician would not perform just for business. It is all about enjoyment and the sheer mental fulfiment for which all musicians perform. We might not have got any money for this. But this one show, brought out the best music from all of us simply because, it was pure, meant for a cause and above all unadulterated by money issues........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-110001980189490360?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/110001980189490360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=110001980189490360' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110001980189490360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/110001980189490360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/11/music-for-sick.html' title='Music for the sick'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8143014.post-109983373906166888</id><published>2004-11-07T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T05:22:19.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No slogging - only blogging</title><content type='html'>Have I learnt it the hard way? I don't know. But the fact remains that there is no use slogging the day before any exam. How else could I explain my meagre 0.67 in quantitative ability in aimcat 508. Call it destiny, fate, lack of seriousness, poor concentration or any other word/phrase that has impressed u from Barron's GRE Bible. But some guys told me that my 9 hour slogging innings the day before 508 was what has rewarded me this score that anyone would have liked little.&lt;br /&gt;I have now come up with a new solution - Blogging for Slogging - i.e replace slogging strategy with blogging strategy. Blogging about my strategy the day before I take a test will I believe fetch comments from the elite mass around me that can only do me good. Maybe there's is'nt enough time for enough amount of blogging before the d-day. My suggestion applies to any exam in general. Whatever I ought to do will be blogged in here by me, and I request the junta to tell me if that strategy is (b)logial or il(b)logical with respect to succesful execution of my plans. If the ppl can help me out with suggestions, I'm sure it will only do good.&lt;br /&gt;So folks, what r u waiting for? Start blogging and stop slogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109983373906166888?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109983373906166888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109983373906166888' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109983373906166888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109983373906166888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/11/no-slogging-only-blogging.html' title='No slogging - only blogging'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109749045747431804</id><published>2004-10-11T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T03:54:33.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indian batting and my aimcats - a comparison</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Property&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Indian batting&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;My AimCAT performances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Unpredictability&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;YES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Score function&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most likely result&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Defeat&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Average score&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;45&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stability&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;0%&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minimum guarantee&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strengths&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3 batsmen&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3 sections&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weakness&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Not known but present&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Not known but present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reputation&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Performance&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dreams&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hopes&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ultimate goal&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;3 digits (100)&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;3 letters (IIM)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Consolation on failure&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cash anyway&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Job anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109749045747431804?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109749045747431804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109749045747431804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109749045747431804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109749045747431804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/10/indian-batting-and-my-aimcats.html' title='Indian batting and my aimcats - a comparison'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109662380974478229</id><published>2004-10-01T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T01:41:57.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew! Through with my models</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Atlast! another post from me. Well I've been laughing at myself for quite sometime now - for not having been able to find time to post a small message on the blog. And I was'nt studying either. So what has made me wait! I find hard hard to believe that I forgot to post here. It is not beacause I was studying but beacause my model exams put a mental block on me. A block that was constantly evading flow of blood to the area of my brain that would have otherwise told me, "Hey! It was time u wrote your next post up there!" Anyway that was not to happen and I'm now writing my text again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;My models were just a series of useless exams that can only worsen my confidence in doing my sems, if at all they can have an impact. I never read a page from any book. My journey through this engg. course has been very comical. Fresh from school, in my first year I was having a lot of "aarva kolaaru" because of which I read my so called first engg. books all written by my college authors (Damn! stupid. I can write better). In my second year, maybe I lost a bit of interest and so I was reading only sections of a few books. In my third year, I never read any book. I would just come to college in the morning of the exam and ask my classmates about the matter I'm supposed to write. But now, in my final year, I've not even seen the books I'm supposed to learn. I've switched to the evergreen way of getting marks - copying. And it was all I did during my models this time. No book - only bits of paper - and answers from here and there - and a score of 80%.&lt;/span&gt; The entire class was doing the same and there was no stopping us. It is only in the models that people copy like this. I was'nt part of this until last sem, but now I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But this upbringing of mine that has always discouraged me from doing those other than studies during exams was what prevented me from coming up here and writing something to notify my readers that I'm still alive. Nevertheless I'm here now, writing my next garbage to populate this realm of filth with whatever I can do. Come on guys! comment how you are able to put up with such a jackass-like post as this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109662380974478229?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109662380974478229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109662380974478229' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109662380974478229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109662380974478229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/10/phew-through-with-my-models.html' title='Phew! Through with my models'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109479988502322406</id><published>2004-09-09T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T00:04:45.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What difference it makes!!!</title><content type='html'>If you are aiming for CAT 2004 then this blog is a must read for you. I'm certain most CAT aspirants would have joined either TIME or IMS or any other leading institute or atleast would be writing their AIMCATs or SIMCATs or whatever they call it. I'm amazed to see the strategies the folks of the "doing good" lot adopt. The others don't adopt these and hence they don't adapt to the demands of the CAT. After some bitter experiences in the eight MOCKCATs I have written so far, I have learnt that unless one goes by a strategy that fits him best he is going to spell doomsday on his prospects in CAT, the hard way. The CAT wizards seem to have diferent strategies, some deliberate while most instinctive. I think the CATtians don't develop; they are born. It is an inherent drive htat lets them judge the cutoffs for each section however multiplicit the sectional areas are. I think each of them has a "natural" section, that has to be the section one should amass marks in. In the remaining sections, one must clear the cutoffs with a reasonable margin. This is discussed as a safe way of cracking CAT.&lt;br /&gt;But what I observed in some of the top rankers seemed different. Most of them, especially those in the top 100, said they would attempt whatever questionthey "feel like attempting". When asked what "feel like attempting" meant, they said it referred to whether the first sight of the question impressed them or not.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I was stunned. I have been doing the same thing right from my first MOCKCAT, which going by their interpretaion should take me up among the top 100 ranks. But it turns out that the questions I like are those that let me down whereas the questions they like are those that help them. So I thought, " Is it that I am not destined for this?" Well, maybe! Maybe that I'm not detined to touch that top 100 figure. But atleast I'm trying to figure out whether by adopting the "safe" strategy that the institutes insist on, I can make it to the region of ranks where I can let myself to be in a position to recive 3-4 calls.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it is now getting difficult to rub off my mind the story so far, that the 6 call receivers are born and not made. Is that true? I'm totally confused. Can you readers help me?&lt;br /&gt;That is why I said earlier this blog is a must read for you. Now I would rather rephrase the same statement - "Your comments are a must read for me!!!"........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109479988502322406?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109479988502322406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109479988502322406' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109479988502322406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109479988502322406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-difference-it-makes.html' title='What difference it makes!!!'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109448903657004502</id><published>2004-09-06T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-06T09:43:56.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome victory for India</title><content type='html'>The victory in the final match in the Natwest Series against England is a welcome one for an Indian team down in its spirits. Though the actual performance of the team is far from a cry in comparison to what kind of form it was having a year ago, this victory should atleast bring back hopes of fighting its way up through the Champions trophy that is to come. Though the probability of winning it is on th lower side, a victory against any team would certainly not do any harm to the morale of the team, which is also plagued by injuries to key players like Sachin and Zaheer. Nevertheless, the entire country will back this bunch of men in blue, whatever their form is and will be hoping for a possible if not probable victory in the Champions trophy. I'm not a die hard fan of the Indian cricket team. Yet realistically I think there is quite a decent chance of winning this trophy, maybe around 40%. The favorites o'course are the Aussies, but hey! it was not long before we drew with them in their own soil! Now you may comment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109448903657004502?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109448903657004502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109448903657004502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109448903657004502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109448903657004502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/09/welcome-victory-for-india.html' title='Welcome victory for India'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109423638677969180</id><published>2004-09-03T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T11:33:06.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems in CAT that are too biased in favour of one section of students!</title><content type='html'>A few problems in numbers and permutations-combinations, I thought were too biased in favour of a particular section of students, not necessarily the strongest in quants. I have always believed that intelligence and the ability to remember mathematical formulae are independent facts thought not totally mutually exclusive. But atleast they have a good level of exclusion between them. In logical reasoning language, it may be put forth as the statements "Many intelligent students don't memorize formulae" and "Many dull students memorize formulae" to be tautologies.I have noted that in MOCKCATS there have been a few questions which take quite sometime to solve. Any real attempt on these problems are supposed to spell doomsday on the probability of the student clearing CAT. All intelligent students would do it. That is why I believe these questions have been given in CATs.Yet some chaps do write them. These supposedly hard questions on most occasions provide a shortcut formula which is non-mathematical in nature. I have always believed that use of formulae blindly is not a good sign of intelligence. I observed that many mediocre students could clear the quants section by answering the so called hard questions just by using a short-cut formula which someone else had taught him/her to follw blindly. If he gets it, as it happens in most cases, that would spell doomsday on the chances of some other intelligent fellow who deserves to crack. I believe the number of guys who "creep" in like this is quite high. Hence a formidable proportion of the deserving candidates are left out.In permutations one might notice many problems which are supposed to challenge the mind and they are meant to test the student's ability to judge difficulty of problems. For instance, the problems relating to finding the number of solutions to a linear equation are supposed to be hard ones. If however by working out several of them a mediocre student gets hold of the shortcut to the answer (There is a direct formula to this though it is not applicable everywhere) and gets it right, it makes a difference. No brainy guy who doesn't work out problems but is very strong in permutations will get the answer in less than 20 mins. A similar argument can be made in the case of numbers too. The problems relating to sum of coprimes, no. of ways of writing the number as sum of coprimes etc., are by no means easy problems. These formulae are extremely hard to derive. A math genius who hasn't prepared will derive the answer procedurally. But a dumb idiot who doesn't even know what coprimes are will get the answer in less then a minute. After all he had mugged up the formula book his tutor had given him the previous day.Then what is the point in having CAT for MBA's. I would suggest that the IIM's include more application based questions and intelligence and thinkning based questions in CAT rather than these silly formula based questions.A quants class which involves discussion in these types of problems will get on my nerves. The faculty would put forth a question of this type and tell the class to solve it. Everyone breaks his head and finally no one gets the answer. Then the faculty says, "Come on guys! Note down this formula". That's it! My energy has been wasted in trying to solve a problem that was not meant to be solved yet could be solved only because someone else could find a shortcut to it. Inspite of this I saw the faculty unable to solve a couple of problems using only the formulae he knew. It was because they were mere shortcuts and non-mathematical procedures. He avoided the embarrasment and wound up the day's class, much to my embarrasment.In the same way, why would a guy require the knowledge of speed maths. Just because a guy can multiply 2 five digit numbers in 1 minute he cannot be considered intelligent. Hence in DI, I think the questions should test the ability of the person to approach the problem in the shortest way possible and his ability to find approximately where the value would lie. Hence close answer choices such as 54.1, 54.2, 54.3, 54.4 etc., may be avoided. A guy stronger in speed maths would have an advantage with this. That's not fair.An ideal paper would test a guy's intelligence and sharpness alone and not his cheap skills. I would love to see CAT as an ideal paper. Hope the IIMs look into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109423638677969180?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109423638677969180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109423638677969180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109423638677969180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109423638677969180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/09/problems-in-cat-that-are-too-biased-in.html' title='Problems in CAT that are too biased in favour of one section of students!'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109415394351054982</id><published>2004-09-02T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T12:39:03.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bliss at the beach</title><content type='html'>My friend Gi(bbe)rish came to my house this morning. We had planned for an extensive session for working out DI. I was not at my best so I ended up taking up a lot of time for each problem. My paper with scribbled areas and scarce space to write did'nt help matters either. So we ended the day with a decent level of working out. I was very tired by the time we finished, so much that I decided to bunk my quants class that day. So we decided to go to the beach. And so we did at 6pm.We were trodding along the concrete walking area for sometime and then we headed straight to the shore. It was now that bliss started getting the better of my bother. Earlier Gi(bbe)rish had copied some of my recent compositions into his little mp3 player. I was listening to this while at the shore. I was glancing at the horizon whilst listening to my "Heavy Heart" composition, which contains brilliant flute pieces played by Mr. Balasai and backup strings programmed by me, which has a sad feel, when I felt my energy levels rising. A battery of melodic compositions like the chromatic "Absolute Bliss" which instills a gladness in the listeners mind, which I listened from then catalyzed the process of rejuvenation, which by then had taken control of my heart.We then had corn to energise ourselves physically. After a chat in the beach for sometime, we went to Plant Yumm with the hope of finding some girl we knew, for some "kadalai". But that was not to happen. No problems whatsoever. I had some chat and an energising lemon ginger soda. My friend settled with popcorn. It was then that the call came.Our friend Harish had also written MOCKCAT7 and had got 70 in it whcih secured him a rank All India 250+. The results were out and he had checked for Gi(bbe)rish also. He had got 51.67 and a rank AI 1600+. That was it!I felt someone slapping on my face - some abstract being - in all probability, has to be my conscience for not having prepared till then. I had got the same mark in MOCKCAT6 with a rank of 450. I thought this time I would get a better rank. Little did I imagine that I would get so bad a rank - AI 2535 as it turned out. I was laughing at myself.But my energy was still there. The beach visit certainly did help. Had I not been rejuvenated, I would have broken down, considering my tendency to wilt ubder pressure and crumble under stress. But managed the situation quite calmly and just casually discussed with my friend what was to have been done and what is to be done. The energy was still left in me and it showed when I wrote my MOCKCAT6 paper again that night. I managed a score of 78.33 which as I learnt from TIME's site would have got me AI#1 rank in the MOCKCAT for this kind of a performance that day, as against my actual score of 46.67.I then recollected the proverbial facts - "All is well that ends well" and "Failures are stepping stones to success". All that matters is my state - dental, mental, rental and departmental - during my CAT. I'm atleast happy that I'm still on the road. With this hope in mind, I plan to write my MOCKCAT7 again tomorrow morning 6-8. Over to you for comments.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109415394351054982?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109415394351054982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109415394351054982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109415394351054982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109415394351054982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/09/bliss-at-beach.html' title='Bliss at the beach'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109402500863820608</id><published>2004-09-01T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T00:53:03.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am Ende des Konzerts </title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I had a good concert yesterday. Though I was'nt all that well prepared, atleast in the eyes of a certain section of purists of light music, I had a heartwarming feeling at the end of the concert. It was basically a program for entertaining the people seated in a marriage hall, but I felt it did'nt quite sound like the common ones we see in average wedding ceremony concerts. This was one program, which I would say, satisfied me mentally, dentally, rentally and departmentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;This was one of the programs actually numbering very few in which my role satisfied me. I never foresaw the adventure that awaited me during this concert. Little did I know that this program would give me such amount of soothing that, I could afford to give up a night's sleep. Infact neither my friend Gi(bbe)rish nor I slept the whole night - infact not even a single minute. We were preparing for CAT and had a brief but useful recording session towards daybreak. I thought I would be so tired that on returning home I would just fall asleep once I do so on my bed. But that was not to be. The only reason I could possibly attribute this to is that my show the previous day had probably lulled me into a mental sleep, that was perhaps during my overnight stay at my friend's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But Hey! I was also in prime form while working out Quants with him. That does'nt indicate sleep of any kind. Hence, it has to have opened up a portal to the sleep area of my brain which hitherto had been encapsulated by the very human nature - sleep itself. I could feel my sleep being active inspite of being conscious, so conscious that I could work out Quants during night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I was amazed at how I could recollect certain rare properties of numbers and solve a few problems by instinct. This is for sure the first time in my life that I was able to solve a Quants exercise without touching pen or paper. We worked out quite a few number based problems, but never touched the paper. Ask my friend Gi(bbe)rish and he'll tell u the same. After all, he played the tabla in yesterday's show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I feel the power of music yet again. The first time I felt it was during my Youth Festival trips, when I had overnight musical sessions with classy musicians from all over the country. I'm simply amazed at the fact that music is able to manifest itself in many forms in a human mind. O'course the mind needs to be music compatible - which is the striking feature in the brains of all musicians. The different forms of manifestations of music includes sleep, satisfaction of hunger &amp;amp; thirst, concentration, sharpness etc. What I now realize is that music is to the heart as machine language is to computer. A heart with a musical mind installed is like a supercomputer which has enormous resources available. Only music has the power to handle this "supercomputer". It is analogous to a single worker handling a whole mechanical industry all by himself. The body is a mechanical marvel. Just imagine the power of music if it can simply change your emotions by altering the chemistry within it. Now I'm starting to get more interested in this. So I'll continue writing on whatever comes to my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Any musicians, biotech experts reading this??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109402500863820608?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109402500863820608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109402500863820608' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109402500863820608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109402500863820608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/09/am-ende-des-konzerts.html' title='am Ende des Konzerts '/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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-8143014.post-109394628032200971</id><published>2004-08-31T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-31T02:58:00.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking aloud</title><content type='html'>Folks&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my friend &lt;a href="http://girish.squarespace.com/"&gt;Gi(bbe)rish&lt;/a&gt;, here I propose to write whatever comes to my mind. Reading pleasure is all yours. But I dont guarantee the mental, dental, sentimental, rental and departmental (?*#$$^?) consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome aboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8143014-109394628032200971?l=keysforbliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/feeds/109394628032200971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8143014&amp;postID=109394628032200971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109394628032200971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8143014/posts/default/109394628032200971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keysforbliss.blogspot.com/2004/08/thinking-aloud.html' title='Thinking aloud'/><author><name>Navneeth</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06439694509171469673</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></feed>
