The Journey towards being Silent(ly) Assassin(ated)

Well, Well, Well........ if it isn't "that" time of the year again !!!!

.......Oh yes ! the memories that it brings back........

All the hustle and bustle and excitement of the days preceding...... ecstasy with every shortlist with your name on it, frustration on every shortlist without it...

"How can those %$#@!#$!% of $@%%$!%%@ not have my name on the shortlist.....this is eff'ing ridiculous......this is not fair yaar, those goddam @$!%%^!^ ....."

The lesson would soon be learnt.....IT ISNT SUPPOSED TO BE FAIR !!

Not all had the same feelings though....I remember some of us taking it quite well. All the excitement seemed to have given rise to feelings of 'camera-manism' in our dear Anand ----No I am not talking about the World Chess Champion this time!-----he seemed to be quite enjoying taking shots of everyone around....probably scoring a few shots of the chicks as well in all the melee near the lift!

...and all this while my poor roomie F-16 Destroyer, had to bide his time for he was struck by the old Egyptian curse of 'Hamuanoshortlistis.'...... Little did he know that the day of his redemption was at hand!.......slowly they crept up on him on that fateful night and the poor F-16 Destroyer's arse had been destroyed, forever consigning the curse to the nether regions :D

As for myself.....I woke up on that fateful day all full of hope.......after all i had a couple of shortlists to egg me on, but as my parents have always warned me....my excessive consumption of areca nuts would soon come to haunt me and i was to fall victim to the dreaded 'Hamuanoshortlistis' myself........

I squandered my few shortlists that i had and was soon down to watching the procession of well-calls and commiserating with fellow sufferers. I assure you that it was due to no lack of action on my part that i failed to convert the GD's but rather my inability to interrupt someone when they were speaking.....an art, my friends, it is an art which i was to witness first hand for the first time in my life. I think those who were with me in the HSBC GD would testify to that....how growing utterly frustrated at being not allowed to open my mouth, i finally caught everybody's attention by suggesting we let GANDHIJI air his thoughts!!! :D (....yeah, that does bring back a few chuckles...)

Ah, anyways.....the days went by painfully, illuminated by some comforting philosophical thoughts by dear departed friend Tuhin, (yes i remember him more often nowadays as memories of those times come flooding by- and by the way he isnt departed for good, just the more savoury shores of mid-eastern England i might add!)

I miss those passionate football discussions with him,....we would almost come to blows in the afternoon, but by evening we would be laughing together at another of Lehman's sorry mistakes...( I am talking about Arsenal's goalkeeper here.....what did you think we were predicting its sub-prime bust, for Christ's sake!!)

I wish him the best and i hope he is enjoying his time away from the demonic (or is it Tamonic ?!) attentions of the Devta of urns and balls!!

hmm.....coming back to the topic.......yes, the days went by and on that fateful day, growing utterly frustrated and despondent I broke all ties with this mortal world and went to meditate under the motherly care of the Bodhi Tree.......

.............and just as Lord Buddha, so many years earlier........ the feeling suddenly dawned on me.....ENLIGHTENMENT had arrived......Thank You God for that moment of eternal realisation of the immortal truth.....the futility of it all......the beauty of it all........
(the 'all' and 'all' above refer to different things--just a clarification before you think i am going crazy in emotion!)

The ordeal passed with light at the end of the tunnel.....and as if just to re-affirm my faith in God and the all ecompassing nature of His Will, i got my breakthrough interview call right after I had been blessed with the enlightenment......

The next day after SIP it happened.....I can still remember the look of shock and bewilderment on the poor guys face!.....He was busy as usual in his daily nocturnal activity.....destroying lives as only "Doodh" can in his F-16 style, when i crept up behind him and uttered those three words..............YES, THOSE THREE WORDS...........................................................................................

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......." I WANNA PLAY !!!" ( What did you think, you dirty mind ? :D)

and the rest as they say is history!!!!

Silent Assassin was born---- rising as a phoenix from the ashes of his just passed sufferings----morphing into the Gothic conqueror, sniping the ghosts of the misery into oblivion.....

and since that fateful day, it happens so......that the shy quiet froggae by the day dissapears and
up rises the long fallen Gothic commander to lead the huskarlean armies to glory!!



I WISH ALL THE JUNIORS A SUCCESSFUL (and similarly 'enlightening' :D) SIP, the message being THERE IS LIFE BEYOND SIP !!!
Just try to relax and do your best...leave the rest, as they say, to the one best equipped to handle these things ( and I mean The Placecomm Secy here!!) ....................just kidding :D

PS - Hamuanoshortlistis is to be pronounced as follows Ha-mua-no shortlistis
'Ha' being the expression of surprise, mua being myself in French and Egyptian and the rest is self explanatory.


Please DO LET ME KNOW what YOU think about it.....relive your memories and let us know your experiences in the comments, or maybe something to make it better!!