TRE(3)

“63 again”, I thought to myself - dis is the 4^th time that I am flunking. “What’s wrong with me? During my engg degree I was among d top 30 in class (ok, so d class strength was 35), but I never used to fail.” Maintaining a CGPA of 4 was now a concern for me. Neil, Shagun, Varun were all 5 pointers. Neil and Varun did not say anything. Sometimes its gd that ppl don’t say anythng and let time fill the gap. ”Cheer up, don’t worry.”, said Shagun with an amiable smile.

“Again?”, said Ananya (much less amiably) after seeing my not-so-charming face. Ananya was in the elite group of toppers in her batch. Clearly, she was upset, more than I. Maybe she was egoistic, she had a problem telling her friends that her bf is a totally useless moron (I had to agree with her on dis). I am good at nothing. ”Cheer up, lets catch some coffee”, I said. ”Shut up”, she said. Now this is weird - I flunked and she was behaving as if she had flunked, maybe this is the love for me dats why she is upset. Guys do get carried away when dey r in love, don’t they? Dey start assuming things. ”Okie, from now onwards, I am in charge of your studies.”, completed Ananya. ”Aye aye cap’n, but let me tell u that I am a bad student, I do naughty stuff all d time ma’am”, I told her, followed by a wink and a smirk. ”Dat v vl see”, Ananya said, before I started to daydream of me as SRK and Ananya as Sushmita Sen (MAI HOON NA) and both of us doing dat rain song.

I hated my school to d core, I never liked going to d skool (like a normal child) but if der was a teacher like Ananya, I bet that d literacy rate in our country would touch the sky. All the guys would agree with me on dis, I mean if der’s a hot teacher why d fck would ppl bunk lectures. A 100% attendance would be marked if d hot teacher is der. I personally feel that the HRD ministry should change d eligibilty criteria, instead of 60%, dey should make 36-24-36. Anyway, Ananya was a gd teacher, she use to xplain things to me very nicely (teaching I mean). I precisely remember dat day, she was in a red top and black knee length skirt. Waow she was looking amazing. Hott. I simply couldn’t stop staring at her and she was blushing all d time. It started off as a joke but one thing led to another and we moulded in to one body and one soul (too cheesy I know). I never imagined in my wildest dream dat I would lose my virginity before 40 and dat too to a gal like Ananya. Lying der, I thought I had everything. The most beautiful gal, very gd friends, not so gd marks and thodha-bahut paisa. However, as rightly sd by smone, assumptions r bad to have. That was d silence before d storm.

Me and ananya were enjoying a coffee after having our regular teacher-student class. “Ask your friend Shagun to act normal.”, Ananya said, “Rishabh is nt a toy of hers”, she completed. I pretended to ignore wt she was saying. I didn’t want to get in to dis. Shagun and Rishabh had again had a fight. Now dis is wt happens if ur friends are a couple, it tends to affect ur own relationship. ”Bloody Rishabh, he had to make Shagun’s life hell and top of dat cos of his chutiyagiri my gf is upset.”, I sd to myself. “Are you listening or not?”, asked Ananya. ”Yeah baba, anyway leave it na? I heard der’s a nice hill station nearby, dey provide small cosy huts, we vl go der dis weekend, ok?”, I said with d most innocent smile dat I can put up (which is equivalent to Rahul Mahajan’s smile - wtever it can be described as). ”You always think abt dat only, when vl u be serious?” Said Ananya, before getting up nd going. “Ananya wait, wait.”, but before I could complete it, she had already disappeared. Dumbstruck, I sat and finished my 35rs worth of coffee. ”A lot can happen over coffee”, was written on d coffee house. I totally buy dat. Just when I was about to leave, I heard, ”Hey wats with Shagun, she seems to be upset.” It was Neil. He looked kinda worried. ”Regular fight man”, I sd. ”Wats the fckng problem now? Must be dat scummbag Rishabh’s fault only”. The tone in which Neil said that clearly showed his animosity towards Rishabh. ”Let it be, cos of dat, even Ananya is pissed with me”. I said. ”Let’s go for a smoke.”, sd Neil. ”But I just had a coffee”, I retorted. ”Shut up, get up u sissy, chal..u want a feel of my foot up your ass?”, asked Neil. That was it, I simply followed him after that.

QUATTRO(4)

Gazibo(Infy smoker zone) that night was full of stressed Infoscions, who were der to take out der frustration. One puff of smoke followed by gaalis to d system/educator/watchman/anythng really, was the normal routine there. To my surprise, or shall I say shock, I noticed Ananya sitting there with Rishabh. Now it’s ok for friends to sit together but holding hands with that bastard’s shoulder resting on her’s (head resting on her shoulders?) was a horrifying sight for me…d gal u love with d guy u hate is a terrifying combination. Neil, on spotting dem sd, ”That bastard must be crying, asshole saala, wt acting. I don’t know how ur gal takes all dat crap frm him”. I didn’t know this either cos dis was d first time that I spotted her with him so close. I didn’t know wt to say or how to react but I thought that she is a gd frnd of his, just like I was good friends with Shagun. “Naah, der’s nothing”, I tried to convince myself.

“Let’s go and chk on Shagun”, Neil sd, breaking my thoughts about Ananya nd Rishabh. ”Okie, lets go”, we headed towards her hostel. ”Come down”, I messaged Shagun. She was in a pink tee and pyjamas. She was looking stunning. Sometimes I wonder how anybody can be rude to her. On seeing us, she almost broke down. ”Why r u still with dat guy, he doesn’t respect u.”, sd neil with a concerned look. ”I am tired, I don’t want to talk abt it.”, said Shagun. ”Pls stop running away frm dis, u hv to face it shagun”. Neil continued, ”Shut up Neil, mind ur own business”, sd Shagun interrupting Neil, ”I need some time to think, I vl talk to u later Ranveer.” Then she sd bye to me nd left and made sure dat she doesn’t make eye contact with Neil. Neil’s face was like Sreeshanth’s face was after getting whacked by Harbhajan.

“Cheer up, she didn’t mean anything”, I said, seeing Neil’s insular (meaning check kar, I’m not too sure) face. Somehow I had always felt that Neil had had a thing for Shagun and Shagun did too. She once said to me that out of all of us she finds Neil cute and that he was a gentle guy (to which I sd LOL). However, his Casanova type behaviour was of concern to Shagun, and what could she do, this arse never did confess nythng but I am sure that he has some feelings for her. They had these vibes between dem similar to a bollywood story where after 10 songs, 1 millionaire dad (who wants his son – the ‘hero’ to be d CEO, bullcrap), 5 fights, 2 airport scenes and, if lucky, 1 smooch (smooches, in case of Emraan Hashmi) d hero and heroine find out dat dey r made for each other. I hoped that dis also ended d sm way, with a small change dat I get to kill Rishabh. As soon as dese thoughts left my mind, I could hear an inner voice saying ”khaana,khaana,khaana”. Oh dat was d bhukaad in me. Soon Varun joined in and we finished our much anticipated dinner. On d way back I met Ananya. ”Where were u, why is ur cell switched off?”, asked Ananya, to which I casually replied, ”shyaad battery nahi hoga”, making sure I don’t gv a hint dat I hv seen her with that ass rishabh holding hands. ”Where were u Ananya?”, I continued. ”Oh I was with a frnd frm class, she had some queries, so was helping her with dat”. Clearly she was lying, I was totally exasperated but I wanted to gv an equable look in which I was miserably failing. I couldn’t understand why. “Let it be.”, I sd to myself. I waved goodbye to her and headed back to hostel to hv a gd sleep after hvng a eventful day nd thnkng abt why d heck she was lying nd also about d module xams. Two days later, what I feared came true, I flunked again. Now to be in Infosys I now hv to get very gd scores in compre(main xam). Ananya as usual was upset with me nd to top dat also due to Shagun nd Rishabh. They again had a fight. Wats wrong with them? Why do dey always fight? Dey should simply call of deir so called relationship. This is what I thought. ”Why can’t u pass, everyone else can”, askd Ananya. ”I don’t know, maybe I am nt made for dis”, I answered. ”Shut up, der’s nthng like dat”. ”Educators only tell when u go to productions u vl hv to learn everythng from scratch, den wats d use of dis??”, I questioned her. ”Don’t gv such excuses, life is nt abt speaking, its abt doing thngs, u shld first be true to urself”, sd Ananya before I interrupted, ”Right, u shld be true to urself not to others.”. ”What u mean?”, retorted ananya. ”Wt d hell were u dng dat day at Gazibo holding dat bastard rishabh’s hand??”, I asked her. ”So u r spying on me? Ranveer u r hopeless, u don’t trust me. At least Rishabh trusts me and listens to me unlike u who doesn’t gv a damm about wt I am saying”. ”Don’t compare me with dat motherfucker, I warn u Ananya”. ”…and don’t u use such foul language with me, and don’t dare to address my friend like dat, I warn u Ranveer”. It began to sound like dose saas bahu sagas which are never ending with each one of us having a go (or taking a dig) at each other and it ended with Ananya saying, ”I think we should take a break, I can’t go on like dis with u”, continued Ananya, ”I want my space Ranveer.”, she said with tears trickling down her face. Dat didn’t stop me and I sd, ”Damn it Ananya just admit that u r ashamed of me, more importantly of my marks which I feel is no way to judge a person”. ”Get lost, u hv gone mad. I don’t want to talk to u.”, completed Ananya before storming off to her hostel with tears in her eyes. I headed towards my hostel. Dat night I hd a lot to thnk about, thoughts abt Ananya and the compre danced in my mind.

I could hardly sleep, I was turning left and right. Agitated, I thought I vl sort dis out with Ananya first. I looked for my cell nd dialled her number. D phone rang, Himesh Reshammiya singing “tera tera tera surror”. “Damn, dis guy is everywhere.”, I thought to myself. Anyways no one responded to the ring. I thought it must be in silent mode, so I decided to try her hostel. To my surprise, no one answered. Ananya used to live alone as her roommate had just completed training and had left for her assigned DC(development centre). I dialed it again, the only sound I could hear repeatedly was d sound of d ring. I checked my watch, it was 12 AM. Where could she be? I decided to try calling her again, dis time on the cellphone, but again all I could hear was “tera tera tera surror”. Den I decided to take a walk thinking dat she might be out der or maybe in a foodcourt, but at d sm time my blood was pumping up thinking dat she must be with Rishabh. Here again I was wrong. She was nowhere to be found. As I was strolling, I met Rohan, a classmate of ours was who had just finished slogging his ass off, I mean after studying.”Dude, u r here? I thought u also went with dose guys”, said Rohan, to my surprise. ”Yeah, I am very much here, and which guys r u talking about?”, I asked. ”Your gal and Rishabh, I saw dem leaving d campus on bike some time ago. Ananya was kind of sad dude, everythng okay ?”, he asked. I was stunned beyond words (just like bobby darling’s parents would have felt when dey cm to knew abt his/her gender), felt betrayed (just like every international music director feels when dey see PRITAM’s name in credits) and was ready to kick Rishabh’s ass (just like Wayne Bridge wanted to when he cm to knew abt John Terry and his wife). ”Oh okay, I mean she is okay. Just a regular fight, dude. Anyways thanx.“, I sd before I waved him goodbye. Full on charged, I thought I vl gv a call to Rishabh nd have my say. ”What d fuck is he doing with my gf when he is supposed to be with Shagun and work on their relationship? How can she do dis to me?”, filled my mind. I dialled Rishabh’s number. At the first ring, he didn’t pick up but at the second, an unfamilair voice said, ”hello”. I was not sure whose voice dat was but wanted d voice on d other end to feel how angry I was. I said, “Motherfucker, u r going to get pasted”. Dat same trembling voice again said, ”Hello, hello, wats wrong with u?”. “Don’t you hv d guts to speak to me?”, I said, frustrated. Though it was clear, it took me some seconds to realize dat the person on the other end was not Rishabh.

“Arre yaar,hindi mai bolu? English nahi maloom?”, said the voice with a underlying South Indian accent. ”Kaun ho tum? Rishabh kahaan hai?”, I asked. It was a long pause before he sd, ”Tum Risabh ko maloom?”, dats d way most South Indians ask.”Haan“, I said though I wanted to say naah I can’t be dat bastard’s friend. With a sympathetic tone he continued, ”Achha, tumahara dost ka accident hua hai, uske saath ek ladki hai, dono bahut serious hai, jaldi se Columbia Asia aa jao.”, said the voice sound before disconnecting. I didn’t know how to react. It took some time for me to digest what had happened. My face turned all white from red, the earth slipped out from under me. Flinching, I fell on my knees and a tear trickled down my chin…..

DUO(2)

“Ananya, come quickly”, shouted one of her friends in food-court. Dis was the same pretty gal to whom my eyes were glued to. I was, as usual, staring at her. I had observed that she used to have her breakfast at FC4(food court). It was hard for me to convince Varun and Neil to start having breakfast in FC4 rather than FC5 which is very close to our hostel. I had to tell Neil dat crowd here in FC4 is awesome and it’s always gd to start your day seeing pretty faces. Dat was all that was required to convince Neil; Varun was tough though. However, in the end, majority won and so we started to hv breakfast in FC4 and me started to jap Ananya mantra. In the coming days, through my sources (jobless Infoscions) I found out she had joined a month back from my date-of-joining. As expected, a lot of guys were after her. Given my looks, the probability of getting her was like Munaf Patel scoring above 20 or George Bush getting recommended for NOBEL Prize, but as wise men (if dey exist) say “one should not give up until he tries”, so as usual carried away by the though, I thought even I vl give a shot and try my luck which apparently is very bad.

The call of “Ranveer, Ranveer” interrupted my thoughts about Ananya. It was varun, sweating from head to toe. ”Come quickly, Neil is fighting in the football ground”. This was his second fight within a week. We ran towards the ground and were stunned by what we saw, 6-foot neil getting overpowered by 5 people. Upon seeing dis, Varun sprinted towards him a la Usain Bolt. Even I started sprinting (if one can say dat) fast. We went straight into the middle and started blindly whacking people. By the time security had arrived, they separated us and took our employee IDs and asked us to collect it from HR.

HR-now this is one word that can make one pee in his pants. Ideally HRs r supposed to be one’s friend in corporate world, but their friendly behaviour is not very friendly. Each of us was fined 2K and given warnings. Varun was a little pissed with Neil cos it was Neil‘s short temper that was the main reason behind all fights, including this one. All of us were quiet and kind of upset as 2k was deducted from our huge salary. Only an Infoscion trainee will know the value of this - after slogging our asses 24*7, Sometimes on seeing my bank balance(if at all) I feel that I am in a tsunami struck country. We went to have snacks when my mobile beeped. ”Meet me near the multiplex in 10 min-Shagun”. Now whenever Shagun messages so formally without a word abusing me such as fcker,moron,jackass, it means she is upset. Somehow Shagun and I had become close. I made up some shit excuse to guys and then placing my round ass on d cycle I started drifting towards multiplex.

Shagun was standing there, her eyes told the story. Her pretty eyes were all swollen and red, an indication that she had cried a lot. On seeing me she almost broke down, ”Let’s walk”, she said. Now when a gal says, ”lets walk”, it means that either she likes u and wants to have a walk with u or else she is upset and wants to tell u why she is upset. ”Rishabh is a bastard” was what she said. I couldn’t agree more, in fact I wanted to add more like chutiyaa,fckr and all. Somehow I never liked Rishabh (u must have guessed it by now), he was a naive person and was more concerned where others stand, a selfish and sadist guy. But I never told this to Shagun. I guess the other two also have the same feeling. Anyways with an innocent face (if u can say dat) I asked ”why?”. Apparently Rishabh had promised that he will take Shagun for dinner, as they hardly spend time together, which was a major concern for Shagun and at the last minute he cancelled it cos he had a module test three days later (loser). This made Shagun’s face go all red and they fought publicly. Rishabh kind of overstepped the line and insulted her in front of whole class. ”So what now?”, I asked her, “You go to him and talk to him”. I wanted to say ghanta, balls, but couldn’t. Somehow Shagun felt that I was more friendly with Rishabh. It’s not like dat. I can’t put up a Sunny Deol face, all I can put up is a Rajpal Yadav face(max) so everyone thinks I am not the type of guy who would hold grudges with anyone. So she wanted me to have a chat with him. ”He is in B1003 GEC2, catch u at dinner”, she said as she headed towards her hostel. I was bewildered. Finally I decided I vl go and talk some shit with that bastard Rishabh. The day started with the beautiful thoughts of Ananya and it looked like it was going to end with Rishabh.

“B1003” I said in my mind,reading the board in front of the class. The class was a 200-seater. I quickly scanned for Rishabh, but wt my eyes struck ,to my amazement, was Ananya sitting next to Rishabh. I quickly walked up to their row, Rishabh greeted me with a fake smile and Ananya just had a serious beautiful face. ”Let’s go outside, I want to talk to u”, I said to Rishabh. ”It’s ok, we can talk here.”, he said with arrogance. Sometimes I wish I was Neil cos if he was here, next thing for sure would had been a tight slap. He continued, ”btw she is Ananya, a very gd friend of mine. She knows everything.” I waited for my introduction, but as expected dat bastard did not care abt it. ”Ranveer”, I said. ”Ananya”, she said with a smile on her face and shook hands. Then Rishabh started boring. I was least bothered about what he was saying. I just was more concerned about what Ananya was saying. She seems to be way more mature dan I (though if u ask my dad, he vl say that even a 2-year-old is). Finally, things got sorted out. Rishabh called up Shagun to say sorry and went to meet her. It was 9:30. I hadn’t had my dinner yet. This was my chance to ask Ananya to dinner. This thought had barely entered my head when I heard, ”Where the fuck were u?” Varun was behind me. ”We were searching for u all over the campus.” He paused when he noticed Ananya standing a few inches from me. I guess that Shagun must have told him that I was in Rishabh’s class. ”Ananya, Varun and Varun, this is Ananya, a friend of Rishabh’s”, I said, breaking the silence. Varun greeted her and said to me, ”Chal lets move, I am hungry”. Now dis is called true friendship. He had to come and look for me today of all days and today only he was hungry - my luck. As I decorated Varun’s name with all possible gaalis I knew, I said, ”Arre u and Neil have, I am all full.” Varun gave me a mischievous look, or was that his normal look? Anyway ”Okie, catch u later, bye Ananya”, said Varun, to my relief. I had to act fast as Ananya’s friends could also turn up at any moment, ”Chalo den”, Ananya said before I interrupted her. ”Let’s go for coffee”. ”Hmm. Even I am all full, coffee will be good”, said Ananya. Finally I patted myself on my back, in my mind as if Pamela Anderson herself had allowed me to get into her room, d probability of which will redefine number systems…

I hardly could control myself, I just wanted to admire her beauty, Ananya’s beauty (I hope u guys r out of Pamela Anderson’s room). Everytime I looked at her, I just wanted to kiss her. How do I describe her, she had d right amount of fat at d right places (unlike me who had inherited only FAT from ancestors). Her smile can make Baba Ramadev give up his Sainthood (if he is a saint, at least he would relinquish his yoga). She was talking about her friends, and I was admiring her beauty. Howver, d bhukaad guy in me was not enjoying dis. I had only had breakfast, lunch, snacks (twice) and was really hungry. ”Achha listen, do u want to eat somethng, I am hungry.” I said. She, with a wicked smile, said, ”I thought u were full. That’s what u said to Varun, right?” Embarrassed (as usual) I did not say anything and got up, when she said, ”Get something for me, even I did not have anything to eat since afternoon.“, with a cute smile. I was all elated as I remember she said she was full. One thing lead to another, and finally I asked her out. The courage for dat came from kingfisher strong, Mallaya u rock dude. Luckily she said yes. ”Lucky me”, I said to myself.

UNO(1)

“Ranveer, take good care of yourself.” Those were the last words said by my dad before I boarded the Volvo from Banglore to Infosys Mysore with Varun. Varun and I met via Orkut. We planned to meet up in Bangalore and go together to our dream world ie INFOSYS. Varun was from Delhi - a typical fair, good-looking Punjabi. We landed up in Infosys after having a argument with autowallah. Here the auto ppl know only two words “kaha” and “150rs”. Autos here don’t run on meters, it runs on the convincing skills of the individual who’s obliged to use it. The very same day we met Neil. Neil is from Bangalore, one of the most confident guys I have met in my life. The confidence in him spoke everything about him. He was an all-rounder. All dat took to break the ice was football. Neil was an ARSENAL fan and I was a MAN UNITED fan. Expletives followed soon after this was discovered. I – a boy from the city of dreams, Mumbai, and was looking forward to an independent life…

In the next week we made many new friends. Some of them were really interesting. In one of the ILI sessions – these are meant to improve one’s soft skills and behavioral skills, as if we are nomads or have come from medieval period. Some say that you couldn’t blame them with thinking that way about Neil and me because of how we looked but anyway - we met Shagun. Shagun, how to describe her flabbergasts me. She was one of d prettiest gals of our batch. Every guy will have a second look at her. At first I found her arrogant, but as we got to know each other, I started to like her. We became very good friends and so Neil, Varun, Shagun and I started to hang out together…

Days were going on as usual, we were all hanging around jai mata di dabha, the local dabba outside infosys campus which offers food way better than most of the food courts inside. Neil and I were always hunting, eyes open for some pretty face. Varun has a girlfriend (colloquially referred to by us at the time as ‘gf’) back home, so did shagun…I mean a bf not a gf (before u start thnkng), Shagun’s bf from her college days was in Infosys only. He had joined a month before we had. Rishabh (popularly referred to by us as the time as ‘chutiyaa’) was a kinda of geek, a parochial guy. Most of the time he was busy with studies, so Shagun used to hang out with us. ”Ek paneer masala,ek malai kofta aur paanch naan,jaldi laana” was what Neil said to the waiter in his heavy tone. Service here sucks, we have to wait at least for half-hour before getting what we ordered. As usual we were chit-chatting, when I noticed someone, a gal with an Infosys tag. I was bedazzled. OMG she was very pretty, she had eyes of an angel, smile of a kid and lips were as red as a rose. Her smile could suck up all d remorse in the world. It could have made Himesh Reshammiya quit singing. Such was her aura. My eyes became glued to her face, obviously she was looking somewhere else. The first thought that came to my senseless mind was wish she was my gf. ”Paneer paas kar re”, Neil’s strong voice interrupted my beautiful thoughts. Bastard. d fcker had to interrupt then only. Shagun noticed how I was staring at her. She just smiled. Anyways “you r beautiful” started playing in my mind and thus her thoughts filled my mind. I started to think (ya me and thinking,my mum would be so proud) that maybe this is THE END of me being single. Before I could put more strain on my mind, d food arrived and it occupied all my mind space.

sei messi

PRESENTE (TODAY)

Slowly my eyes opened. I could see the hospital ceiling above me. Next to me was a nurse who was checking my pulse. Neil and Shagun were seated. Neil’s expression upon seeing my eyes open was like he had got his heartbeat back. Shagun still was crying. I could hardly speak as my head was paining like hell, not to mention that the pain of broken bones was too much. Varun was missing. The doctor came and asked Neil and Shagun to leave the room. The nurse gave me sedatives which made my tired eyes close again and I drifted off to sleep. I didn’t want to sleep but the effect of sedatives was too much. After I awoke, I just lay there thinking abt all dat had happened which had contributed to make me to jump from the 3^rd floor of my hostel bldng in the beautiful campus of Infosys…

Six months back…………..

XAM

contd
see d key is
1-for theory xams always do d major parts of ques frm local author or classess ka notes...mind it d local author shld be d right one...coz tecmax guys hv all subs ka bks....u need to know when u shld go with tecmax or sm other local author....ask ur seniors for dis..
2-always pepare d most freqently askd ques frm foreign author....coz everyone of u is gng to do FAQ , wt makes d cut is dat how well one prepares dat.....so always use foreign authors nd classess ka notes ka combination for FAQ's.
3 - for once in a bluemoon ques one can nt do anythng...see here u vl notice dat d foreign author hv a upper hand on local....d point is if u hv read d forign author partially den u vl be able to write d ans for dis kinda of ques....d thng is local author r vey much defined , der is no flexiblity ...but with a forign author u can always write sm crap for dis kinda of ques.....
4-see all d above points i hv sd , keeping in mind only theory xams..
5-in theory paper, even if der is a single numerical pls attempt it .......
6-if u want to score in ur paper...PLS DO NOT ATTEMPT SHORT NOTES QUES....dis is very imp.....short notes r meant to waste time nd energy....nd u never get gd marks for short notes.......if u don't hv ny choice den only go for short notes
7 but never keep short notes ques in option...always be prepared with dat coz if d paper is tough , den short notes r d lifesavers for us.....in every tough paper d short notes ques r d easiest ones...so never ever keep dat in options
8-even if der is a ques dat u know partially ,go for dat rather gng for short notes , coz beleive me short notes r waste of time.....
9-dis is a point which all most everyone knows-one shld be smart nough to judge which theory ques to attempt...supppose der r two ques- one is a logical one nd d other is a staright forward one(construction details), go for d logical one...try to express as much as u can in d paper...try to show d concepts u knw....straight forward ques again nyone can write.....der's nthng new in dat....but in logical u can show ur command over d sub...even if u study 10 hrs a day, wats d use if u can't show dat in ur paper....even a guy studying 30 min before d xam can attempt d straight forward ques( construction details type)..so show dat u knw d sub...
10-paper setters r very tricky people, dey always gv a construction type of ques for 5 marks...so if u attemt such kinda of ques its again wastage of time...rather if u go with d logical ques , u vl take less time, also u vl score gd
11-for theory papers pls pls attempt all ....100 marks...den only u can thnk of getting 70/80.........
12-length of ans
5 marks--1 page or at max 1 nd half page
10 marks- 2 or at max 2 nd half pages...
pls do nt go below or above dis range--its of no use.......
13 even if u don't hv any idea abt d ques.pls attempt it...write smthng, like d ques only again den write smthng related to dat....atleast u vl get 10% of marks for ur attempt....attempting all ques is d key to get high scores
14- time management is imp....do accordingly....preplan how much time u need to gv to one ques....nd d way one attempts go according to ur instincts.....wt i used to do in case of a tough paper i used to gv 45 min or so to d tough ques...nd d rest to d other ques...in case of normal paper 35 min to all...nd rest 5 for revision....

XAM

dis is d most imp thng....even if u screwed up ur viva, no need to get tensed...u can compensate all d lost marks in xam....see vivas r imp...but its d xam which sets d base...vivas r just d cream.....but obviously everyone likes cream..see i know a hell let of guys who screwed up in der vivas nd scored a hell lot of marks in xams... so it all cmes down to xam...wt i vl be dng is i vl gv sm kind of suggestions nd i vl gv d list of bks one need to study frm...

whatever i hv experienced i feel dat d marks gvn all depends on d way of presentation nd also d quality of writing.......it ceratinly does nt depend on d no of pages one wirte....see d no of pages one write is taken in to consideration only when one finds diff to pass.....if u hv to score u need to concentrate on quality of ans....personally wt i used to do was to write ans frm local, foreign nd classess ka notes.......see if u want to score high u can't depend completely on one dat, is applicable to foreign author also...i hv my frnds who use to write deir evey ans frm foreign author but dey never scored high....d thng with foreign author is dey r concept oriented ans....smtimes d xaminer maybe looking for a discrete word , but dat u may nt find in forign author....discrete in sense - smtimes d xaminer would be loooking forward for a certain term, as soon as dey see it...dey gv u marks...d thng is no xaminer is gng to read all d thngs that u write....dey always r in d search of wirte terms or words , as soon as dey see it dey mone on to next ques.....so d key is to use rihgt words in all places...rest to fill up d page one can write any crap......

VIVAS

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Even if u r very much reluctant to foreign author, dat is u find it hard to undersatnd or so....den u simply need to byheart defn nd frequently asked ques....d imp thng is to study atleast for two hrs befor viva otherwise for sure u vl be screwed until or unless u r damm lucky.......just go through simple basic concepts rather dan gng for d complex thngs..for eg in case of subjects like DTSP/IP u shld know atleast how to find Z transform or wt hppns when no of samples in a image is reduced....dis r d simple ques one asks....if u r caught in no man's land der r two ways of answering one is to be frank, d other obviously is in which v r all expert ie phekna.......but be frank to a knowledgeble external otherwise u r gone.....d best way is to play with d external's mentality...if he is too dominating let him dominate, ie sm externals just show off....so let it be...so d thng is be atleast clear with d basic defn nd do frequently askd viva ques...u vl easily sail through....but der is a humble request frm my side if u r a tronics /telecom engg pls for atleast once, go through d foreign author in four years of ur engg....