Be your personal best.

To a dear friend,

I hope things are going well with your undergraduate studies in the city. As I watched the rains come down disrupting life I was most perturbed by the disruption and chaos in your life.

It must be an exciting time for you and your friends in the Senior year. For the first time you can catch the whiff of a real job and money. With the arrival of the monsoons the corporations in and around the city will descend on campuses with presentations, interviews and offer letters. Hiring is big business when all the investors care about is head counts and growth.

For your own college, this time of the year is a critical one. Placements with the top-notch companies guarantee that the campus will continue to attract the best students. Colleges safeguard their reputations (of 100% placements) by religiously following one single rule – if you have a written offer from a corporate that visited campus, you can no longer continue to apply for other campus interviews.

Things had worked out very simply for me. Of the twelve companies that visited my campus in 1999, I was very sure of the one I wanted. I researched the company through my seniors, attended their preplacement talk and only then did I turn in my application. Then began the gruelling process of tough tests and personal interviews. The morning after, I still did not have an offer letter. On that very day, a major services company were also hiring on campus. Unsure of where I was placed, I decided that they would be the next best thing. Mid way through the test I was told that my preferred company had made an offer for me and so I would have to give up on my application with the major corporate.

I gladly left the test area – I had made it with the best company on my list. My later experience with the company was greatly sweetened by the detail of my research into the organization, the high quality of the interviews and of course, by the fact that I truly believed that it was the best company to have visited my campus.

My own experience aside, in the depths your mind I am sure you prefer at least one of the following, to either enter the rat race or to stay out of it. If you were to stay out of the rat race, you could continue to be a student and decide to not create any value in the strict economical sense. If that is true for you, I believe you would not be too worried about getting hired on campus.

Unfortunately, you and your friends like you appear to be afraid. Watching the others send in their job applications with the big brand names seems to have weakened your resolve. It appears as if the entire class has submitted an application for every company planning to visit the campus!

I am sure that corporates are aware of this herd effect and covet the first interview slot on your campus. I also suspect that that slot carries a premium. Coincidentally, the same services company that could not have me, have booked the first slot on your campus. On day one of campus placements they had the best look at the top students. As the top ten students were being interviewed, you awaited your turn patiently. I was surprised to hear that the college then announced to those waiting that your preferred company would visit the campus in a weeks time. It no longer made any sense to sit through the current interviews. Subsequently, some of your friends deliberately failed the interview (some cleared inadvertently and were made offers).

What really baked my noodle though is what would the top ten students have done had they heard the same announcement, would they have preempted their own interviews? It only gets better. Within the first three days about 70% of your class had already been recruited and were eliminated. So what is your preferred company to do – they go ahead and cancel their campus visit. Your decision to wait for your choice of employer has now left you stranded. Who gets to decide what your future will look like? Why is it that the current answer appeals the least to me?

I encourage you to renew your faith in yourself. If you have decided you wish to stay out of the rat race, stand by your decision. If you later decide to change your mind, you can definitely apply around your campus placement office. Our current economy and job market only increases the probability that you will be placed with an employer of your choice. Do not be discouraged by the facade of tough interviews, long waits and other mental hurdles. Realise that you are unique. Search the right place for yourself, a place where you won’t need to fight change.

Be your personal best.

Computer Science course books for sale

Update: I no longer have these books on me.

The following C.S. course-books:

1. Code complete. Steve McConnell. First Edition. $3.
2. J2EE Anti-Patterns. Wiley Publishers. $5.
3. Java NIO, Ron Hitchens, O’Reilly. $5.
4. Introduction to Algorithms, Cormen, Rivest, and Lieserson. Second Edition. $7.
5. Computer Architecture – a quantitative approach. Hannessey and Patterson. Second Edition. $3.
6. Data Mining. Jiawei Han and Michelle Kember. $5.
7. Distributed Systems Concepts. $5.
8. Computer Networks, Third Edition. Aaron Tanenbaum. $5.
9. Data Structures in C and C++. Aaron Tanenbaum. $5.
10. Lisp, 3rd Edition, Winston & Horn. $5.
11. The practice of programming. Kernighan & Pike. $6.
12. Java 2. Third Edition. Naughton and Schildt. $2.
13. Database System Concepts. Korth. $3.
14. Operating Systems. Milenkovic. $5.
15. Introduction to Languages and the Theory of Computation, John C. Martin, Second Edition. $2.
16. Distributed Systems Concepts and Design, Coulouris, Dollimore. Third Edition. $5.
17. Test your C++ Skills, Yashvant Kanetkar. $4.
18. Computer Networking, Kurose and Ross. $5.

All books are low-price asian editions, paperback. They have been used/marked with notes. Nothing else wrong with the books. If your interested, please send me an e-mail. I am only willing to accept cash.


So lets see how things turn out for me today! One thing is for sure, I am going to give it my best shot! Come what may, I have to move on Wednesday to Seattle. I will miss the people here!

The Blue Angels flying over my roof

Amit Bhojwani

I found another familiar personality on the web today. Amit Bhojwani is one of the first few people I met in this unfamiliar land, apart from Airport security 🙂 and his friends who I met outside the airport.

Amit asked his friend Satyam and Shashank to help get Mithun and I from the Airport. Amit and Mithun go back a long way, to their days in Vincents I think. In any case, Amit offered to let us stay at his place since we did not have a place of our own yet. Before the week was out, Amit had helped us get setup and on track with settling in Rochester and attending RIT.

On the particular day, Amit had some issues with Java. I eagerly offered to assist Amit. However, I was so bummed out because of jet lag, I think my brain just shrunk down into my stomach. Not a great way to start a friendship, but I think I did my best.

Lately, I have been feeling much of the same, I just refuse to think, starting to feel very shallow and listless.

Amit replies (and I swear he was not a bad host):


:)bus kya beedu….I'm flattered…a post about me on a fellow sindhi's website, which I must say is v v cool.

I feel bad that I was such a horrible host to you guys when you first landed. I was wound up with work during that month, and in retrospect I'm sure I came across as a wee bit snobish. Your JAVA knowledge, even though it came from a jet lagged soul was more than I knew then anyways….so I appreciate all your help dude..and once again apologize for not be of more contsuctive help then…

Cheers to cool Sindhis in Rottenchester;)

Master’s in C.S.

I think I have finally burnt out! So I must use hindsight.

These have been 4 tough months. Unlike India, where work was interjected with other concerns and occasional play, all I have done lately is work single-mindedly on my thesis and make a fair attempt to build my career. This usually takes up my whole day, 7 days a week, all days of the month.

Coupled with a surely too disciplined focus, things are starting to fall apart around me. Summer pay has been refused and I am going to have to draw out my savings. As if that was not bad enough, the heat wave is taking a toll on my overall well-being. If I stick to the basics, plan goals well, stay motivated, work smart, I am sure I will make the deadlines.

I like to think that I think I made it quite far in terms of balancing the discipline that is the hallmark of the west, and my hard working background. I was never born with much, neither did I have too less, lucky in that respect.

In the movie 'A House of Sand and Fog' the protagonist, aptly played by Ben Kingsley, is of Iranian origin. His slight contempt for the American way of life is evident from his quote, from the movie: "Americans have the eyes of little children, always distracted by the next toy that they see. They don't want to have any of the responsibility". I think he is being a little too harsh. He fails to highlight the other end of the spectrum.

I acknowledge that I would not trade my experience in RIT for a Master's in any other school outside the USA. One late evening with Rishabh and Arun while travelling through the University District in Seattle, I vehemently argued that a Master's here is not worth all the sacrifice. I acknowledge that I was wrong! It's not just education that people come seeking here, it is something a lot bigger than that, it is the opportunity to be all you can be.

My judgement was obscured by broken promises made by a few others, who I will most likely forget with time. I forgot that in the end, this society is built around the individual. Thus, in the end what your share is, is exactly what your willing to work for, to build for yourself. Selfish, but factual.

A few farewells have been said, Vin & Vis are graduating. Vishal graduated, having defended his thesis. I wish Vineet all the best with the future.

Almost 2 years at RIT, tonight is Senior Night…

My Master's were the 2 years where I gained the most value in all my life. The end is finally in sight, I don't have to wonder where I am going to be. Especially since, I am already on my way.

Main Hun Na

Sushmita Sen, her hair always seems to be flying in the wind. It doesn’t matter if she was Indoors or Outdoors. But she does look quite ‘fit’ ;).


We had a riot on Sunday morning in Colony Manor.
Entertaining reading on the RIT Orkut group! And someone said RIT was too geeky :)!

Brandon 5/8/2004 10:38 PM

There’s a MOB of drunken.. drunks yelling and screaming outside my window at the moment. The parking lots are full, and there are police officers EVERYWHERE.

I’m just sitting here watching through the window and hoping for some chaos.

Make me proud, RIT Drunks.

The riot police just rushed the crowd. They fired peppper spray rounds into them (which filled our apartment with the fricking gas.. I can hardly breath)

Some drunks started throwing rocks, and then they sicked the dogs on them. We watched them incapacitate and arrest them right outside the window.

We’re not allowed to leave our apartment or we’ll be arrested.

Drunks. I’m proud. /sarcasm


I have only recently heard of this, though it would explain the number of sirens I was hearing earlier this morning. And yes, there are some people on the DC hub who managed to snag some video footage, photos, and have saved for reference conversations ABOUT the riot. RIT drunks…you make me proud…I’m sure your parents are proudest of all.

Now in all seriousness, HOW THE HELL DID THEY GET IN HERE?!?!? Don’t you need a certain level of intelligence to attend RIT? I had to have 1240 or higher on my SAT’s just to get into my program!

I know it’s not Christian and I know it’s not appropriate in the least…but I hope some of those people jailed have to have parents come in to bail them out. That way maybe their parents can do something they probably never did before…PUNISH THEM! With my luck the most that’ll happen? “Oh Bobby’s in jail honey, he was part of a riot on campus.” “What’s that dear? Well as soon as he gets home he’ll be grounded for a week. That oughta teach him something.”

::Rolls eyes::

EDIT: Screw it, what I meant to say was, “…but I hope some of those people hospitalized are seriously injured in some traumatizing way. Maybe a dog chewed through their behind…or someplace softer I hope.”


Hurray for making the news! Wait, NO

I was watching a movie in my bedroom and quietly drinking a few beers. Since my bedroom is in the very back corner of Colony, I didn’t really know what was going on outside. I heard my roommates downstairs, so I went down to see what’s happening, and there were four completely random people at the bottom of the stairs. My roommate let them duck in when the police were threatening to arrest anyone outside. Turns out they were nice enough people. I don’t really know what prompted this other than drunken stupidity, but the two girls in that group were both topless at one point.

Yes, riots at RIT cause all kinds of fun to happen.

This morning I started my laundry, and as I was walking through the area where the riot was, all I could smell was beer, and it was nearly impossible to walk the path without stepping on broken glass. Not that I cared; that’s what shoes are for.

Scott, 5/9/2004 10:05 AM:

Ok, here’s the story from start to finish.

We get back from Jay’s diner, no parking. Lots of drunks, more than usual.

Rym remembered someone telling him that it
was Colonypalooza, and that the mentality was “they can’t arrest us all!”

Two guys drink beer from a funnel from the balcony above us.

All of the drunken parties converge and join up in a huge blob in the big field outside our window, trouble is bound to ensue.

James tell us the cops are coming on his way home.

The cops arrive and form a line on the other side of the mob facing towards us.

After a very long time, almost an hour if not that, the cops move in. Stupid drunks didn’t think to leave when cops are lining up everywhere. Some guys were even cursing at the cops and throwing beer bottles.

Riot shields, paintball guns with pepper spray, dogs. Everyone is forced inside or in jail.

One guy got hit in the face with a pepper spray ball, I think he went to the hospital.

One guy threw something at the cops while cursing, they sicked the dog on him, took him down and took him away.

The groups of cops keep patrolling and forcing everyone to stay inside.

After awhile they all left and we could all go outside again.

This morning reporters from at least two tv stations and a guy from the D+C did some interviewing and such. The D+C guy came to my door and I told him this very story.

Moral: don’t be a drunken idiot, its much more fun to look out the window and laugh while drunken idiots get beaten up by the cops. Also, less vomiting. Less topless women though… oh well