This was the moment for which I was waiting for last 8 to 10 days and finally I can say proudly(not very much) that I am a java programmer and that too sun certified.Yes ladies and gentlemen I have cleared the SCJP with 97% and actually I am very happy at this moment.And morever my desktop is back not with its previous tolerance limit but at least its running.And my cellphone(N70 (music edition , I always mention this music edition bcos I have spent few thousand extra bucks for it)) is with me after being moletsted by nokia care for one and a half months.I cant imagine they were doing with my cellphone.So much caring people they were not ready to give it back to me.
So the last week was really amazing.After writng few frusti blogs about my careless attitude and my declaration of improving myself, I finally somehow shifted on track.So I started with achieving one of my goals of being a SCJP guy.In fact I was treating SCJP like a chai biscuit.Whenever I used to find nothing in this world I would open that prep book and the non ending prepartion was going on and on and on........So finally I had to finsh it this week.I went through a practise test with a very low expectation of 80% and voila I scored 57% in it and I got fail."ohh ye kya main sochta thaapne baare me aur main kya nikala".These kind of situation are perfect for smokers to increase the numbers and I had a very big reason I got failed.Okk no need to worry one more test left at least I have to score 70% otherwise in the real exam the situation can get tight.So I really studied seriously and very hard for next three four days .But while you are preparing for an exam everything else in the world starts to appear wonderful.Even those c grade hindi movies turns into quiet an intersting one.you feel like there are thousands of other things which are intersting and waiting for ur time and you are stuck with this damn boring exam.It happened with me but I kept motivating myself "mutreja ek din aur bus ek din padh le phir soch kitna acha lagega".So finally I took my next practise(I keep on repeating this practise word bcos I dont want you to think that It was my third attempt for SCJP ) test . I ahd to score more that 59 at least pass and yahoo!! I scored 64% this time and wait a minute , grade is fail again , oh shit this time cut - off was 80%.So with both my mocks gone I had not even seen the passing screen. I had no other way , two more days to go with two fail grade on my back I applied for two days leave from office.
On the first day of my leave i got up at 2.00pm in the afternoon and I felt like oh no half the day is almost gone.But how could I start my day or afternoon without chai.So I was on way to chai thadi . I ordered one special chai and that shana chaiwala gauged my tense sitaution and asked sir saath me milds ya regular. I stared at him (as I have earlier warned him not to ask for sutta.)
and said regular.So the study was on my old weak computer was trying to support me. It's Fan was making such a loud noise as if I was sitting with some tool cutting machine but the PC as usual supported me.Time to time as I was cursing me WTF r u doing WTF r u doing "kya karega 95 % laake 70 se khus ho le koi farak nahi padhta ghissu saale" but the ghissu part of mine was continously singing "bas ek din aur bas ek din aur". I decided that after each hour I study i would go for a chai and ... and it worked I studied for around 5-6 hours on both the days.Now who says i am not a motivated guy even a chai parle-G motivates me to study.
So the grand finale day came(I dont understand why these exam creator puts pressure on candidates by using these kind of words for the real exam. it looks as if was going for some battle). I got up , as usual ghisu bacha inside me was crying but still singing "bas 3 ghante aur bas 3 ghante aur" . And I again studied and when I was about to leave for the exam and I called at the center to confirm time, they said sorry sir today exam is not possible due to some server problem.Now it was the time for the real bad mutreja and he started cursing that ghissu part "saal tere ko bola that zyada mat ghis ab baith monday tak" .So the bad mutreja went for a booze party and he celebrated even before the exam......
Finally I went for the test today as few people were thinking that I actually failed and trying to hide things.So i at 3.30 pm I started my bike, kept on telling myself "mutreja koi nahi tattu exam hai phod dega tu , ye grand finale winale kuch na hota, just control ur emotions , ab tu badha ho gaya abhi bhi exam se darta hain " on the whole way. And seriously when I reached the center I was damn cool!! and after seeing the questions which were very easy and mostly from dumps , the fight between ghissu mutreja started again "bad mutreja:tere ko bola tha paper easy aaat hain phaltu me do din lagwaai
Ghissu mutreja:beta ye main tha jo aaaj chill maar ke paper de raha hain and "
and they continued fighting and I was out of center with 97% and yes I am vey happy today.....................and writing this bolg as I already had the celebrations on saturday:D
Monday, September 22, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
It's gone and it's all because of me...................
Here I am sitting in front of my desktop writing this blog from Ani's laptop because at this point after seeing this screen of death for nth time(n>6) I have realized that it's gone.I don't know why I am getting so senti about my PC but may be it's because of the all the bad things which I did to it.
I still remember the day when I bought it , I cleaned the whole room myself so that not even a single dust remains there as I heard dust is not good for computers.Converted the dressing room into the computer room so that nobody disturbs me when I am on computer.My computer knowledge at that was like as sunny deol is to dance(didnt know even know how to start teh computer).Nobody could touch my computer even enter the room without my permission.My cousin came to spend his holidays at my home and dont even remember how many times I gave him those daedly stares to keep him away from computers,still regret that things.
When I went back to hostel the first and the only guy who was infact more excited about my computer (Rewani)also got the same treatment as my cousin(regret that too) but I was sycho about my PC.Then suddenly things began to change after 3rd year , The cabinet got opened up for the first time , 2nd time 3rd time and then forever.It became a house for all the experiments.Rewani got the pass to try out anything on it.Everybody was happy , I was happy , computer was runnning we were partyingThen one day speakers departed, otherday mouse, after some time keyboard.But I didnt spend a single penny on it.I somehow used to manage things from here and there and the Pc supported me .With at least 2kgs of dust inside it kept on running and playing "thekea te nit kahdke" and was my companion during placement and and final year masti.
After joining my job in Noida I didnt statrted it for first months. It was just lying there waiting for me boot it.And finally one day when I started it I found out that UPS passed away and I didnt even know but that bother me at all and I wont spend a single penny on this old computer.Finally I converted it into a TV and threw it away just in front of main entrance door.
But the PC didnt complain.changed channels using keyboard from my toes and completed the whole roadies.But one day when rewa told me computer is seriously down and i was like no probs i will manage it(RAM hila denge ,hard disk tight ker denge,bios dekh lenge chal jaega yaar dont worry , mera compu kharab nahi ho sakta)
But Now after even 1 month when I see at it I feel like I have murdered it.It cant even bear a single window installation.it looks like a old man whose son has betrayed him and he cant even walk properly.Moniter is flickering and I feel like it is shivering , turns sometime into black & white and it turns me also into that mode.Ihave done everything to save it changed RAM ,UPS ,hard disk but finally I have found out that its heart is gone the motherboard and CPU are gone and its all because of me.The more I see it the more I feel helpless .I know I can change everything but It would be another one not my old one ,I want my old PC back.
Can't understand why I am feeling like this .Also I don't know why didn't I care for it.
Something which was so close to me , supported me will end up this way , never thought of this.
Recovery opeartion is going on to get the it well soon but deep inside my heart I feel bad and I know its gone before its expected time and its all because of me............
I still remember the day when I bought it , I cleaned the whole room myself so that not even a single dust remains there as I heard dust is not good for computers.Converted the dressing room into the computer room so that nobody disturbs me when I am on computer.My computer knowledge at that was like as sunny deol is to dance(didnt know even know how to start teh computer).Nobody could touch my computer even enter the room without my permission.My cousin came to spend his holidays at my home and dont even remember how many times I gave him those daedly stares to keep him away from computers,still regret that things.
When I went back to hostel the first and the only guy who was infact more excited about my computer (Rewani)also got the same treatment as my cousin(regret that too) but I was sycho about my PC.Then suddenly things began to change after 3rd year , The cabinet got opened up for the first time , 2nd time 3rd time and then forever.It became a house for all the experiments.Rewani got the pass to try out anything on it.Everybody was happy , I was happy , computer was runnning we were partyingThen one day speakers departed, otherday mouse, after some time keyboard.But I didnt spend a single penny on it.I somehow used to manage things from here and there and the Pc supported me .With at least 2kgs of dust inside it kept on running and playing "thekea te nit kahdke" and was my companion during placement and and final year masti.
After joining my job in Noida I didnt statrted it for first months. It was just lying there waiting for me boot it.And finally one day when I started it I found out that UPS passed away and I didnt even know but that bother me at all and I wont spend a single penny on this old computer.Finally I converted it into a TV and threw it away just in front of main entrance door.
But the PC didnt complain.changed channels using keyboard from my toes and completed the whole roadies.But one day when rewa told me computer is seriously down and i was like no probs i will manage it(RAM hila denge ,hard disk tight ker denge,bios dekh lenge chal jaega yaar dont worry , mera compu kharab nahi ho sakta)
But Now after even 1 month when I see at it I feel like I have murdered it.It cant even bear a single window installation.it looks like a old man whose son has betrayed him and he cant even walk properly.Moniter is flickering and I feel like it is shivering , turns sometime into black & white and it turns me also into that mode.Ihave done everything to save it changed RAM ,UPS ,hard disk but finally I have found out that its heart is gone the motherboard and CPU are gone and its all because of me.The more I see it the more I feel helpless .I know I can change everything but It would be another one not my old one ,I want my old PC back.
Can't understand why I am feeling like this .Also I don't know why didn't I care for it.
Something which was so close to me , supported me will end up this way , never thought of this.
Recovery opeartion is going on to get the it well soon but deep inside my heart I feel bad and I know its gone before its expected time and its all because of me............
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