CTC

It's highly probable that the first thing that comes to your mind at the very mention of CTC is the cost to company. It's okay. The placement session does that to almost everyone. In this context however , the intended meaning is Cut the Crap.

If I could opt not writing the last post , I wouldn't. Forget about all that " niether do I deserve nor do I intend to" part. Sometimes I wonder how melodramatic I can become by the most trivial of issues. Though I do agree that the triviality of the issue is again, a matter of personal perception. In retrospect, it seems pretty trivial to me.

But then flouting a " girl's emotional routine", that was really the limit. I mean, what was I even thinking ? An emotional routine ! It's not as if I thought that girls took out some time every day to crib over issues or something. I seriously didn't. But  then you got to agree, it's funny to imagine a girl having one, an emotional routine I meant. While I may pretend to laugh at it upfront, from the inside ,there's this echoing voice which keeps repeating itself with a marginal essence of insult, as you might have guessed : Abe Gavaar !

But then, the heart is a child ji .Yes, I've heard the song too. And from now on, I'll be blogging more frequently. I believe my 'vella-city' is positively correlated with the velocity of my blog posts.