Misconceptions/Expectations

Dunno it happens with me or with others as well... however, I feel either guys think gals are dumb or particularly I am dumb... You must be thinking "Why, what happened?" Here are few examples:

My dad fear to give me his nokia phone even for simple call ... thinking that I ll spoil it ... :) as if I am a five year old kid....

My brother does not allow me to turn on his computer in his absence... his fear is that I ll crash his OS and he has to do all the installation again .... ;P ... hello!!! I am supposedly Computer Engineer!!! .... anyways he doesnt care ... my degrees do not have that much of convincing power!! ... OR he loves his computer so much .... wait!! ... not only computer his cel-phone, music system, laptop, i-pod, camera, and EVEN sometime TV .... !!! :)

Anyways so who trusts me and my degrees?? ;) yet another interesting story.... My 7 year old cousin, he trusts me completely... he has heard by all.... his mom, dad, and 99% of the relatives.... "Look at neha didi, be like neha didi ... Look she had qualified IIT; She is Computer Engineer!!! you too one day become Computer Engg like neha didi ...." Okay !!! ... He understood, and I think even in his dreams he can not forget that Neha didi is Computer Engineer!!! ... So??? How to utilize ??? He came to me and asked "Neha didi, Are you Computer Engineer ??"

Me: "I think so !!!..."

My cousin:" So, you know everything about computer??"

Me: "Hmmm... I think so!!..."

My cousin: "Can you start this laptop for me?"

I thought 'thank God!!! just wondering why on earth he wants to know so much of my comp sc skills.... good God its just turning on the system'.

Me: "Why not? Its easy, you see that button ... you press it and wait for few seconds it ll start automatically!"

My cousin: "that I know, but didi has set password and she does not tell me the password... please start it, I wanna show her that you are comp engg!!"

WHAT??? 7 yr old boy is asking me to hack his elder sister's laptop!!!! .... :) ....

Me: "No, I can not do that.... without password I can not start, dear!!!"

My cousin: " Then, why are you computer engineer?? You are of no use!!! can't even start a computer!!"

OKAY!!!... I dunno how to answer or how to prove!!! .... but certainly now he will not dream about becoming an Engineer like Neha Didi, .... not anymore ..... ;P

Now lets talk about some expectations:

My mom thinks one day I ll get noble prize ;) .....

I ll definitely go to Mars where no one has ever been to .... ;)

I ll become IAS :) .... this desire ll die only after I turn 30 ... untill she ll still hope for miracle.....

I ll do a PhD and triple Masters :)

I am earning 1 lacs SGD per month ;P My sweet mom!!!............. SGD USD and INR there is huge difference ;) .... I hope she ll understand one day !!!!

I think most of us share similar misconceptions/expectations about ourselves.... Isn't it ??? :)

To my ISM buddies

In school, I was always told by my parents that books are you best friends ... the only friends I could have. I never knew what friendship is and how friends are. True meaning of friendship I realized in ISM. Four years of ISM taught every tit bit of life! May be that's why when some one asks me where did you study my incautious mind always reply ISM. Though I always complain about brand name of ISM and that no one recognizes it. Now I have degree from UCSB. However, irrespective of name and fame of UCSB, I end up saying ISM. WHY?

May be because four years in ISM gave me best friends ever. I do have very selective friends, but those who are my friends they are friends forever. At least for me!! :) Amrit, Arpit, Alok, Dhananjay, Raj Gaurav, and Neelam, the Six Pack ;P... Its being seven years of friendship ... SEVEN years!! ... looks like we have grown soooo old ... Few words for you guys:

Amrit: Our friendship started in a chaotic way! As being only girl in my batch, I used to left out with updated information if class schedule has been changed. So one day, during a three day workshop, morning schedule was delayed by one hour and I was not aware of it. I reached the venue at right time and wandered for one hour that what has happened why no one is here. I perhaps called amrit but his phone was not reachable. So one hour I spent in panic and when I saw him and got to know that class is delayed, i busted onto him with tears in my eyes ... yeah i was crying baby that time ;) ... and left the workshop saying that I will not attend it. Amrit stopped me ... but I stormed out and didnt listen... After mid way to my hostel, I thought that because of this workshop I extended my stay and didnt go home for winter vacation, so no matter what, I should attend it. I took a U turn and went back to workshop.

Classes started, there was no sign of Amrit. I knew I had heard him calling me, he might have followed me... but I am here so where is he? I asked my batch mate where is Amrit, he said "I thought he is with you!" Hmm... okay ... 1st haft of the workshop was gone and he missed it... after lunch I saw him... I instantly asked "where were you"... he said " dont ask!"... he looked annoyed. I smiled..." searching me?" ... he looked other side avoiding me and said "whatever, I dont want to talk about".... and I started laughing ... later he told me that he search all places in campus ... canteen, ruby hostel, and even outside campus, Hirapur for three hours and I was sitting right in the classroom ;P ..... We still laugh about this incident .... and since then we have shared so many good and bad moments together ... fighting, teasing, consoling each other and cherishing our friendship.... we share life philosophy very much... debating for hours .... and end up in nothing ;) ... but that's the fun about it ....

Neelam: I knew her since the first day in ISM, however we became close friends at end of second year I think ... or may be third year .... We were five girls in our batch me in CSE, nilu, aksi in mech and reena, indi in petro... and as people say two girls can never be friends for long time .. it was very true in our case at least .... we girls had all permutations and combination of friendship in pair of two... as we were five so one was always left behind... for example in first year Aksi and Indi became like twin sisters ... eating, drinking, sleeping, everything together.... ppl used to wonder if they have really met in ISM and not before...... and nilz and reena were friends... at least to my knowledge :) and I was left behind .... then equations changed and aski, indi broke up ... neelam and I shared very warm friendship ... and petro dept got united :) .... aksi was left behind .... then again as I said its gals nature they can stay together for long .... me and nilu broke up and mech dept got united .... ;P .... and I was left alone ...

I get very amused that we were just five girls and we had so much politics ;)....no matter what it was fun ...real fun... I share very happy and exciting moments with neelam.... whether it was fun trip with amrit arpit or dhanno, alok, or watching horror movies at mid night in hostel... or late night gossip or long talks about poly poly ...be it internal or external .... or cal trip ... or even fighting .... she is my cutie pie .... a very very cute buddy and a friend forever ....

Arpit: Arpit was basically friend of amrit and that's how our friendship started ... me amrit arpit and neelam were fun company... where nilu and arpit were the BOLD ppl ... hehehe ... @ nilu, arpit: you remember that bet ;P .... hehe .... just smile ... I am not going to give detail here .... dont worry ...

We presented papers together... there are so many memorable trips ... IIT kanpur, KGP, cal trips .... and the best used to be our birthday treats .... on each birthday we four used to go for treat in top restaurant and used to hog like anything ... starting from starters till deserts .... not a single thing left behind ... and me and neelam used to talk in sign language about our clothing.... Aweee I want to have a treat again this time four of us with our spouses... @ nilu tu jaldi kar and jiju laa jaldi se :) ....

Dhanno: Whenever I think about this friendship I remember my farewell when one of my junior asked to say something about him and I said " He is very sweet friend ... very close and a friend I never want to loose." and its still the same a friend I never wanted/want to loose. He was my full time teacher... after campus job... we had full time masti .... in class... in canteen .... in library.... every where .... Class was so much fun ... untill final year we all had cell phone and in class time we used to put it in vibration mode .... Me, dhanno and raj gaurav used to sit in front row from corner .... so me in corner .... I was the least interested person to concentrate on what prof is blabbering... my fav time pass was to give missed call to dhanno and RG....... and the cell hone on their front pocket use to tickle them .... I still remember their faces turning red .... and still smiling ... they used to try hard not to smile sitting at front row .... but monster me !!! ....

One day Prof caught us and scolded RG so badly .... "hey you, yeah you... stand up ... what's the matter?? ... why are you laughing???"... RG turned pale.... "Next time I saw you laughing I ll throw you out from the class ... Now... Sit down" .... ;) .... oh god ... I am laughing like hell while writing this ... and I know you guys ll enjoy reading it ... Dhanno had to bring chocolate for me ..... on my demand ... coz if he doesnt ...i wont let him concentrate in the class.... and the best part was ... i used to ask him to give me chocolate in the middle of the lecture ..... ;) .... and then after class ... me nilu dhanno and alok used to just laugh ...laugh ...and laugh.... aah .... those were awesome day :)

Rag Gaurav: One nicest person of our batch ... ppl still consider him God... whole class was dependent on him... his mighty duty was to concentrate in class ... understand all topics...complete all assignment and then teach to whole class .... without him we all could have failed .... and the matter of fact was we were the only class where 80% ppl had gpa above 4.0 .... ;) .... We had few gems in our batch coz of those whole class had become lethargic....

Though in happy moments we were not together but in need he was always there .... During campus .... I could not cross cutoff of written exam for first four companies .... every one else had got job and they were celebrating but this person was worried for those who were left behind .... and he could go extreme to help someone .... ;) ....

Alok: The coolest person ... really.... our friendship came into packets... first friendship.... the fighting ..... then we didnt talk for two year .... then again became friends ...... again after ISM we were out of contact for another two year .... and then two years of close friendship ..... I think coz he is around I recall all my friends so much and those sweet memories come to my mind again ....

Yeah... how can I forget to mention 'golgappe' ....every evening .... every means every .... every evening ... we used to go and eat gogappe..... me nilu dhanno enjoying golgappe and alok watching us .... ;P he could not take it coz it doesnt suit him .... but we always used to drag him and make him see us eating ....

So guys ... this blog is dedicated to you .... all of you .... and to our awesome and unique friendship ... cheersssssssssssssss ..... :) .

valentine's day

History of valentine's day in my life is not very old. I first encounter with the word 'valentine's day' was when I was in class 8th or 10th. At home we used to bring a hindi local new paper 'Amar Ujala', and during February, they used to publish lots of articles on 'Valentine's day'. For months I wondered what is it? and who is Valentine? The only thing I knew about this day was that it is related to love, and couples 'THE FORBIDDEN WORDS'.

That time I did not have luxury of google to search more about it, but gradually I learnt that this day is to celebrate love with boyfriend/girlfriend or with husband/wife if love still exists ;). The concept was charming but of course forbidden, love ??? bf???? no way!!!!

After few year, during my undergrad studies, I enjoyed more and more freedom, but just the freedom to have a bf is not enough, one should actually HAVE bf (or gf). And every time when this day came, me and my friends used to get frustrated more. Lucky or unlucky, but in my gang, we were all single, though I have lots of 'boy' friends however no 'boy friend'. All four years we craved for love but none of us got their destination.

I remember my last vday at ISM, it was final year, and not a single person gifted me a single rose, in four year. Poor me!! I decided, this time, no matter what I ll have rose, okay no red rose, but I can at lease have yellow rose of friendship. And I was proud of my friends. I asked my close friend Mr. A to gimme a yellow rose. You can now think how desperate I was to get a rose!!! But I was, no doubt!! and rather I ordered him to gimme a rose otherwise I am gonna screw him badly, and every one knew my anger. Just a yellow rose yaar, not a big deal.

Whole day I waited, my rose did not come, in the evening, finally I decided to go to library to bring out my frustration on books. At the library entrance, my poor friend got caught. He looked at me from a distance and looking at his face I could guess, he had completely forgotten about the rose. There was only one way out from library and he literally had no option except to face me. To my surprise, he smiled, and waved a 'hi'. I felt so relieved, 'he remembered!!'. Such a nice friend I have.

Before I could ask for my rose shamelessly, he started "Hi, how are you, sorry could not call you, you know me right, whole day i was in bad mood coz of Miss xxx".

I sighed 'yeah, yeah, I know same story every where, broken hearts!!! ... So?'.

He continued, " I am very sorry, I could not bring what you have asked, but never mind I have something yellow for you and for our friendship...' and his hand came forward from back.

I looked at his hands, and in a moment, I felt to break his head into small small pieces.

It was 'genda fool' he plucked from library's 'so called' garden. GENDA, on a valentine!!!! wo bhi tab jab maine khud hi jake manga ........ kya yaar koi ik rose bhi nai de sakta ... not even yellow rose .... buhuhuhu... ;P

After that, whole evening I fought with him and made his life hell for couple of days. :) As I said, I have very nice friends. They tolerate me all the time.

So this was story of ISM, after ISM, in 2007 Valentine's, I had already met Chand. Though, he had not proposed me, but I knew he likes me a lot. For the first time I got rose and gift as well. I was happy to some extent that at least now I ll not die without a rose gift on Valentine. Since then, every Valentine, I get surprise gifts, roses, cake, candle light dinner, everything.

Guys, whether you have bf/gf or you just have friends, every day is special and we should enjoy it as it comes. Life is not always good or always bad, it has all flavors. Enjoy this Valentine with your loved ones. Wish you all a very happy Valentine's day. :)

Celebrity!!

MS = S + (-M)

Okay okay. Let me explain the equation-

MS = Master of Science
S = Students
M = Money

So the equation means MS for Students without Money. And today we ll do a case study. MS in 'United States of America'. Now you get it guys ?? or still not!! Today's post is about the life of students who pursue MS in US without scholarship.

Hmm, we apply for higher studies in States with high hopes and many of us end up in MS admits in reputed universities but without scholarship. Big opportunity comes with big risk and big investment, thus, we decide to investment all whatever we have and head towards US.

Now welcome to the show :). From India to US, currency is 40 times. First few days are spent in depositing fees, housing rent, settling down and taking right courses. Real life challenges start when we are out of money or just 1000 dollars in the account in an alien country. Can not ask from parents for more, they have already given whatever they had.... leaving then literally bankrupt back in India... So now we suddenly feel responsibility and start saving money. Or spending money the least. 'LEAST'

Idea No 1: Cook at home. We all start cooking at home. No pizza No canteen, Nothing. C'on, life is so boring without them. Trick is to search alternative options. I was too dumb to know that there is a nice alternative of buying tasty food that my fellow friends had found out. They all used to attend conferences and various talks, though not at all related to their subjects. I was surprised 'WHY'. I could not stop my curiosity and asked Mr. V 'why are you going to attend this talk, waste of 2 hours, plus not at all related to our studies.'

He winked ' free pizza, who is going to listen what they talk, I wanna have free pizza'.

'Oooo', i rolled my eyes and though 'attending a boring talk for free pizza, who wants such pizza?'.

'By the way which talk is that? I have not received any email!!!!' I asked timidly.

Mr V replied with proud, 'blah blah blah blah....';

'Okay got it. Thanks'.

I returned back to my desk and first thing i did was to search that mail. I scanned the email with my eyes looking for 'free pizza'. My eyes stopped but that was the end of the email. Still no PIZZA ... :( .... 'Liar', I cursed in anger. Wait a sec, give another try. Read one more time. This time no scanning, though its boring to read the complete mail, but worth a try!!!

Blah blah blah blah ................ blah blah............ blah .............b...l...a...h....

'O, C'on,' I was getting irritated.

blah blah ................ blah....

Suddenly my eyes got their final destination ' FREE REFRESHMENT'. Gotcha, so this is called 'free refreshment', my eyes went wide and a happy enthusiastic smile spread on my face. I felt as if I have got some 19th century treasure full of gold and silver coins. :)

Sitting on my desk, I started thinking 'go, dont go................go, dont go......... go, dont go.......' What ll people think, I attended a workshop for free pizza... yakk...

But "PIZZA".............. "PIZZA"..... "FREE"........

Hmm, I stood up, though in dilemma, my steps headed for the workshop hall automatically. I slowly walked my building, crossed road, cheering myself up, 'Its cool, its cool, no one will know that I am going for free pizza'. My heart started beating fast as I entered the workshop hall. All crazy thoughts were coming to my mind; " what if someone asked my department, what if someone questioned why am I attending this workshop which is totally out of my subjects. WHAT IF .... "

And with all strength I pushed myself to enter the entrance door.

I stood frozen with surprise for couple of seconds watching the room, full with my classmates in a long queue. Full class was here, not a single person missing. Or those who missed were unlucky ones :) . I felt so relieved from my "what if's.....".

Actually I got late, until my turn, all pizza was finished. Cruel people took 2-2, 3-3 slices. And I had to attend that damn boring workshop without pizza. :( ...poor me !!!!

During MS course, we all were on agenda how to save money; whether, it was sacrificing taste buds, eating just rice and daal like my flatmate Miss R, or going Costco to enjoy pizza slice in 2 dollars, or after analyzing menu in restaurant just saying 'not hungry yaar', or asking my rommie Miss G to cut my hair at home with tiny scissor to save 20 dollars. ;). Guys were smarter, they actually bought a cheap machine to cut their hair very short and tiny.

Though I had full scol but it was kept for future uncertainties leaving me to live like without scol. But I love it, and now I know all of my classmates are doing extremely well, earning lots of money, but queue for free pizza is unforgettable. Just remembering funny golden days without 'GOLD'. ;P

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His Poem

I sent him a chitti via eagle and you know what eagle said .....

eagle bola koodoo koon..
main chitthi tere ko doon..
late ho raha office ko..
jaldi mujho chitthi do...
chitthi mithi.. mithi chitthi..
khatti mithi aayi chitthi..
sun ke mujhko aaya majja..
subah savere nachne laga...

hehehe...

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Last Chance

We all struggle in our lives, we all do mistakes and at some point of life we all have prayed for a last chance; if you get that last chance you ll put your best to prove yourself. Like a do or die situation. Lucky are those who get their last chance and many are unlucky who never get a chance and they regret all their lives "If I could have got a chance".

When I was preparing for JEE, I was little bit over confident. The reason was good marks in board examinations. Overwhelmed response from my family and relatives. They were then realizing that I could do it. Life changes in seconds; relatives, their perception, everything changes in seconds. I was luck in some sense that it took a month to change their perception, one second could have been more disastrous.

SO with high spirits, I started preparing for JEE, JEE pattern had changed that year. It was a two phased examination one is PRE and then Mains. Pre exam was of multiple choice questions. And only those who ll qualify PRE can appear in Mains.

At examination hall, PRE exam tuned out to be more surprising as it had negative marking. Oops.. now you can not guess, you can not tick all questions, and its panic. I did my best though. However performance is judged relatively top 3 - 4% would be selected rest would be out!!

All coaching got closed for one month during December and new year will come with results- good or bad, just wait!!. I took a bus same day and headed to my home town. Until, we check our answers who knows who would be lucky in new year or unlucky!!!

So, next morning, exams answers were published in news paper. Me and my fellow aspirants matched and scored ourselves based on negative marking. OH MY GOD!!! I could not believe myself, it was so shameful, so disastrous, I scored 35/105.

Zzzzzz, I was speechless, tears came to my eyes. I struggled with myself, full of emotions. Matter worsen when everybody starts asking, how much is your score, specially your critics and those who look for something to mock at you. My dad was first person, looking at my face anyone could have guessed that okay I did not do so well. He shot with smiling face 'how was it?' indirectly pointing ' I told you you can not do it, you wasted money and time, I told you to get admission in BSE, but you never listen'.

I suddenly remembered, I have one hope, who knows if everyone else have done bad, after all its all relative!!! I checked with others, and here it goes: swati 65/105, ravi 55/105, amit 72/105, and abhi 75/105 (names changed) and so on..... My all hopes graved in a deep deep coffin. I could not believe, am I so stupid? Is my IQ so low? I could not even score half of what others have scored and suppositely, I always performed better than others till now!

I was shattered. Now, I cant stop my tears, day or night, morning or evening. I was deeply saddened. Relatives hurt more, they trusted me and my IQ and defended me always but now every one was questioning me! And I had no answer. I cried cried and cried. My mom was as sad as I was. Because, it was her result too and she failed. In fact, I failed her, her efforts were under questions too. My brothers friends scored well, my friends scored well, it was just me got the lowest(in JEE) from highest (in board exam). My grand pa once mocked ' how much is yours!' and with a sound laughter said ' Abhi in neighborhood, scored 75, tum to giri DHADAM !!!'.

Rather than blaming my result on someone, I took all responsibility of getting such a low score. I knew I have done something terribly wrong that's why I have to face this. I did not study well.... may be .....But how come????, I did study yaar !! That's the only thing I do. When I got no one to console me I closed my eyes, 'God, Gimme a last chance to prove myself. I at least deserve last chance. One last chance!'.

As days went by, December was ending, and for me there was no joy in new year. Now, because it was clear I could not be selected, I thought of next year, but Next Year!!!!' next year was too too far. My dad planned that I should not continue with coaching and my supporters were all zipped. I at least wanted to complete coaching because then at least I could try next yr without coaching. I tried to convinced my mom, ' I can do it mom, I can do it'. She replied. 'How !!'. My heart was broken, 'at least you dont say like this !!!'.

I realized, 'It was rather my last chance! and I could not give my best. God please, give me a last chance'.

It was new year, results were out. I cut myself out from results, did not even check my result. I had no courage to check it! I headed to coaching thinking that I shall request my teachers to let me sit in Mains classes. At the entrance gate, there was no one, and the lonely gate had two lists of names. I looked here and there confirming that there is no one around, I dint want to face anyone, specially the question ' your result? selected!'. I glanced at the list in hurry, my eyes got frozen at one number. I checked....... I checked again. I got puzzled. With astonished eyes I checked again. I wanted to rub my eyes. It was my number!!!!

Is this list of selected people or those who are not selected??? My name in the list? next to impossible!!. I turned to my mom, ' mummy my number is in this list'. The sad lady was so deep in her thoughts she looked at me blank. I ran to coaching office, my teacher's wife greeted me with smile as said' Happy new year'. I thought 'who cares about new year?'. I came to my point straight, ' Maam, the list outside contains names of selected students OR ......'. She replied,' yeah yeah selected ones, is your name there?'. I said, ' yeah my name is there but.... I mean... Are you sure!!!'. She smiled, ' yeah, sure, congratulations. your classes info will be updated soon.'

'Okay, thanks.' .....Now, I had mixed feelings, happiness, surprised, puzzled. I was so convinced of my not selecting, I bumped into my mom and said, 'she said its list of selected students and my name is there'. Our first suspicion was it might be misprinted. Then, lets check on internet. We ran to a cyber cafe, and with trembling hands I entered my roll number, and a new window poped up "Congratulations!! You have been selected. Your rank is 14,384. Wish you all the best on Main Examination'.

I and my mom burst into tears, when cyber-cafe owner, who was also looking into screen turned to us and said 'Congratulations'. Owner was surprised. Did he say something worng?? why the two ladies are crying over a selection, Strange!!!

That was a turning point of my life, after that my life changed. I asked for a last chance and I was lucky enough to get it. Though I got selection among the lasts in PRE but I turned it into final selection in Mains. And by the way, none of my fellow JEE aspirants those who have got score in 60's and 80's got selected except one! I suffered because I was truthful of my results be it just 35/105 but that suffering brought me selection in Mains. I really worked hard for Mains and finally made it. :)

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Coincidences!!

Too many favorable odds in probability theory and it is called 'luck' as in non-mathematical language. No No, dont worry I am not going to write about probability theory or math equations; rather I am going to share few coincidences.

I bought my first mobile phone when I was in BTech 2nd year. That time cost of having mobile phone was suddenly reduced to substantial amount but still it was 'honor' to have a mobile phone. So my first mobile phone and I was getting used to of carrying it every where I go. I went to campus computer center to check mails and when I returned back I suddenly remember 'My Mobile Phone!!!'. No ...my first mobile phone :) ... running I went back to CC... worrying that I ll never get it... But to my surprise it was there on the same table in the same condition... I thanked god so much and made an excuse to God, ' thanks.. but its was first time.. promise it will never happen again'.

And as if God was watching me. After few days I forgot it in my girl's hostel common phone and back in my room, I was listening loud music. My junior called me asking 'Maam you have nokia phone? I said 'yes'.... And its blue? I replied, ' yeah but why are you asking?,.... because Maam you have forgotten it near intercom. 'Oh'.... i thanked God again and this time excuse ' Hostel is pretty safe place, no one will dare to steal a phone, and that of my phone ... as if I am The Lady Don'.

Third time, I was working on final year project and after returning from canteen and ATM, was trying to complete my project. And my batch mate came in a little anger but pretending to be normal 'Madam ji, aapka phone kahan hai?', I though she might need to call someone, carelessly I replied ' yehin hoga, dekh le bed pe!', she came inside and looked " No its not there!"... I thought 'kya yaar log kaam bhi nai karne dete', and said ' Achhe se dekh, wohin hoga'. She gave up and said ' madam ji aap apna phone ATM pe chhod ke aayin hain, ye lo, and take care next time'... Oh.. excuse no 3- 'Thank you God, tussi great ho, was in FYP tension that's why, next time will definitely take care'.

Recently, while working at NTU, one day I left for home and when my husband returned back, he asked ' I called you so many times, you didnt pick up", I wondered "is it?? how come ?". Suddenly, I realized I have dropped it somewhere. This time it was tough because I was totally blank where I have dropped it. Good thing was when we were calling on my phone it was ringing, but bad thing was no one was picking up. Got it "I left in wash room". I rushed back to NTU and went straight to the wash room. But no phone. Oops. I think this time I finally lost it. Just a wild guess and I thought of checking on my desk. And yeah it was right there, ringing!! Oh thank god I left it on desk not in washroom !!! The same time my colleague said, ' you left your phone in washroom, a girl found it and put it back on your desk'... WOW... now I am out of excuses but thank you GOD :).

One day we were dining out after returning from airport. My hubby got a call, and he looked at me surprised and said ' you are calling me !!!'. I replied ' how can I call you I am sitting before you!",

'you dropped again?'

'Of Course Yes!, pick up and ask where is it?'

He picked up and the gentle man on the other side told us that I left it in airport and we can come to collect it.

Today when I think of these coincidences, I smile in amusement. I have heard many stories how people loose their cell phones however, here case is reverse. One of my friend has record of loosing cell phone every second month and another friend got a tight slap from a thief while that thief tried to snatch it from his hand. But bravo, he accepted slap happily instead of giving up his cell phone. :) . WOOO! Slap from a thief !!!! :P

People really love their phones and here, my phone loves me so much. I am overwhelmed!!! Thank You! Thank You So Much!!!!

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