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All my interviews are finally done. It was really a unique experience for me. Many people around my age have already attended quite a few interviews in their life already. I wouldn't be surprised to hear that many might even be conducting interviews at their work place. But here I am being interviewed for the first time in my life. I needed all the help I could get to write my CV , pick out my clothes, write formal letters , schedule dates etc. I am lucky my hubby is a pro at all this, it feels good when you have someone to proof read your letters and help you with planning all your interview dates :)

But when it came to the interview it was all me. No matter how formal I tried to be the devil has to pop her head he he Guess I just can't be anything but myself. Besides if they want to hire me and work beside me for the next three years they should know what they're getting them selves into :) Though I wonder how  someone can guage someones personality in just a few minutes. Many of these places see around ten or more people a day twice or more a week for three or more months and have to pick say ten to twenty out of those. The whole day then becomes a struggle to try and stand out from the crowd and you start asking your self , what makes me special ?
Well  I am tired of all the self doubt and questions and I hope I don't have to do it again any time soon. 

Though some aspects of it were kinda fun. I enjoyed visiting new cities and new hospitals. Meeting people from all over the world and hearing about their experiences and what brought them to the US was interesting. Many places fed us quite well and treated us like royalty . I learned some funny things about my self  too for example I never thought I would get bored of talking about myself  , guess I do :)

Well it all comes down to the match in March. I really hope I get matched with the program of my choice. Wish me luck guys !

On my way to an interview in New York , walking to the bus stop one cold morning.  There is a nice sheet of snow on the ground and all I have protecting my feet are my nice and fancy formal shoes.  At first I don't feel anything, then it begins.  The soles of my feet start to feel cooold!!! Its like walking in a freezer.  Then my toes start to feel numb , almost as if they aren't there anymore.  Then the pain begins....

Oh the pain .  Its almost like a burning sensation and then it feels like my toes are being crushed under a heavy stone.  I try to wriggle my toes to improve the blood circulation but I can't move them , they have turned into ice.  I try and walk faster but I almost slip so that ends that.
Finally I reach the bus stop.. .where is the friggin bus!!!
The bus comes and I get in , very slowly the blood supply returns, and it hurts even then . Its like a burning, pin pricking sensation.

Well I checked , I still have all my toes he he.. I am not a cold weather person !

Interesting concept. Save daylight.
I don't think I would have ever thought of it. To me the very idea of playing with time sounds scary. But the system actually works here. And I am beginning to like it myself.
Everybody just sets they're clock ahead by one hour and tada!! You have more sunlight in the day!!!
Everyone can enjoy the day while its still daylight . You can come back from work and still have enough daylight to go out and play tennis or ride your bike or whatever it is you love to do.
On the other hand if you forget to change your clock you are an hour late for everything. But  you get over that soon.  I wonder how many countries have this system functioning smoothly, and why all countries don't .

Wow what a week!!
The past few days just swooped by me . I didn't even realise how many things  happened while I was fazed out .
What happened to me?  Well as usual i finished my exam!!! phew  yes!!!  After months of studying , running around xeroxing books, doing long online tests in the middle of the night and not to mention telling the whole world " I have an exam coming up " its finally over!  And since that day I have been spaced out.  Guess I just don't know what to feel about it.  I will just wait for the results and then decide ha ha.  Thanks for all the best wishes and encouraging notes.
Came home for chrstmas .  And what a wonderful experience to come home to mummy's cooking , the sweet smells in the clean air ( b'lore pollution sucks!!) and the sound of dad opening a nice bottle of home made wine.
Yes christmas was great.  But I my family was incomplete and it 's never the same wothout them.  Miss the twins and my bro a lot!!  But happy that they had a good christmas where they were thanks to some great friends (guess I can call them family itself :) )Thanks G and family and Aunt Lily
Well now back to wedding planning!! Everyones calling me paranoid and a perfectionist here!! Well duh i only get to do this once!!! (hopefully)  But I don't want to be one of those fussy brides.  i always told myself that I wouldn't but I guess I am. Deep down inside I am still a silly little teenager who wants to have her dream wedding.  Is that such a bad thing?
I always thought I knew myself well but guess I can surprise even myself ha ha .. well I have come to terms with it now.  No matter what color the flowers are or what the backdrop is or what center peices are kept on the guest tables etc etc it will still be a great wedding with my family and friends around me.

It has been a really long time since I updated this journal. Needless to say been really busy. Exam just around the corner and I still haven't reached the level I am aiming for. I just hope it all turns out ok.
Mum had come here to bangalore to go saree shopping for me. Man I hate shopping. We entered this shop on MG road and in a second had five attendants hovering around us. The good thing is that was the only shop we went to cause I found what I liked and we bought it ( this has never happened before, we usually have to go to at least three stores before we pick something )
Both my sisters got involved with Foss.in . Though I rarely tell them ,I was really proud of the way they handled they're responsibilities. Guess they have grown up after all ha ha
But the best part of it all ( even though it may sound selfish ) is that my little sisters still need me :) . They called me to help them out at the conference. I guess I don't want to stop being they're older sister and its great to know they still want one around :)
Foss.in was an amazing experience. I appreciate the software engineers a lot more than I used to. The message I took home with me ( quoting the closing key note speaker ) " Go out there and do some good things! "
The world needs a lot more of that!
So many people and so many memories. I truly will miss everyone terribly
sigh...

Wow its been a while since i updated this journal. A lot has happened over the past weeks. Mostly routine stuff but some moments i will cherish forever.
Firstly i turned 24. Not a significant number i know but i like it better than 23( strange but true) just because its an even number. I was really hoping to go to mangalore to see my folks but i hadnt booked my tickets in advance so that didnt happen. I really didnt expect anything to happen on my birthday. I live with me sisters and its impossible for them to hide things from me.In some way or the other they give it away. But this time i didnt have a clue.
Even when i was walking in the gates of Atul's house i didnt know that i was walking into a set up. I entered the house and they all shouted SURPRISE! i was looking around to see who they were shouting for. Finally i got it ( he he guess i am getting older) Well you got me guys.
I really want to thank you all for making my day special.
Shilpa and i finally painted Guarav's room. He'd been talking about it for weeks with shilpa so it seemed like a great idea to do it while he was out of town.
Well Guarav you got me on my birthday now it was your turn to be the mark.
While Gaurav was away the Sequeira sisters were at play.
Well after a great weekend i guess its back to studies for me from tomorrow.

We make so many plans in our lives. Well atleast i do. Since i was a little kid i always liked to plan ahead. It made me feel safe (in some way) if i knew what was coming. Usually things always went the way i planned them.
In school I would make a schedule every night before going to bed. Silly for a ten year old huh? I'd have time slots for play and study.If i didnt finish what i was supposed to that day i wouldnt sleep till i did.
College wasnt any different. Once again i had a goal, to get a rank within
the top hundred of the state so i could get into a good med school.Those things were so easy compared to what i have to plan now!
I am getting married!
I have been so busy with my studies that i completely forgot about the wedding plans(though honestly i kinda used the excuse not to think about it)_
Yes i hate the idea of planning my wedding. I cant decide on a dress pattern, colour theme, decorations etc etc etc
Girls are supposed to love such things. But when it comes to these things i think i'm missing a gene.Well i will leave the wedding planning to others.
I dont care how my wedding day turns out and i'm not ashamed to say it. The important thing is that i have fun and my family has fun.
But i still cant help plan my life after marriage (like where i would like to live, which hospital i'd like to work in, etc etc). Guess somethings never change.

Some days you get out of bed feeling miserable, but you dont want to be the spoil sport so you get up and go with the flow.
When your with people you smile and laugh, but the minute your alone you feel sad again.
Its as if the bad mood just doesnt want to let go of you. it waits in those corners just to catch you alone,then it gets a hold of you.
All depressed souls out there like me, what do you do at times like this?

Was sitting in the bus today afternoon, it was hot and i was very hungry. Man this city is huge! By the time i reached home my stomach would have digested it self!
Outside there were kids running from car to car with Indian flags. I remembered then that independence day is coming up (yes! holiday!)
Hmmmm what does INDEPENDENCE DAY mean to me? Just another holiday? A day for politicians to give long speechs? A day for terrorists to make some noise?
(man this bus journey is long! i never get this much time to think nonsense!)
Well for these kids its definitely a day to make some extra money.
I used to be patriotic. I wonder what happened.

Travelling in bangalore is a major task. Whether you take a bus , an auto , drive or even if you walk.
My day starts at six. i wake up and get ready by seven, then starts the task of waking my sister up.So with all that done finally we leave the house at eight and walk to the bus stop. Little did i know that we would never get there. I heard a scream and a big THUD! i turned behind to find my sis on the floor.
Yup, travelling in bangalore is a major task.
So i went and helped her up. I saw that her ankle was swollen. What a way to begin the day! I had a feeling then that today travelling was going to be worse than usual.But it didnt turn out that bad. A very helpful friend ( and his trusty car i might add ) came to the rescue (thank you Gaurav). We went to a doc, my sister went to work and we even got a drop back home.
So the moral of the story (if there has to be one) is that even if your day starts bad ( like say you break a leg) it doesnt mean the rest of the day will suck too. You never know , that might just be the 'break' you needed. Now i better go put some ice on my sisters leg.