Log Entry

In a bid to live a more clearer, organised life, I am gonna start a daily log of sorts to help me think out my decisions in a manner that helps me figure out questions that will help me see the path leading to where I want to be.

So

November 12th - 11:30

Today's Agenda...
1. Start the log.
2. Conversations of interest, if any.
3. Read on something I don't know.

It's been four months since I left the gates of GEC, Mysore, "Training Completed" under my belt and a career waiting to begin. These four months have been a learning experience like no other, there has been development of every sort, in every field. Today when I look back and go through those pages/links on my blog recalling all the compre/perception exams given, all the complaints/curses that left the tip of my tongue and the hundreds of slides of knowledge that I "studied", I learnt that the most learning happens under a "guru" during something vaguely similar to being an apprentice. I have as of this day been able to simulate a milder version of the entire FinRPT front end, back end set up, in simpler words, a WebServer to perform Double Linked List operations of add, delete, modify. A task that seemed unimaginable on the day I landed here. All that was learnt in Mysore seemed so bookish now, once you see the application, it does nothin but awe the tail off your backside (whether you have one or not). I run the addition in a browser running on one machine, send the data through and the data is added to a linked list node on a C server (back end, on another machine altogether), delete and list were performed in similar fashion, send, proces, receive, process and send back. The browser/client/front end is entirely java based. When the task began, once again curses flowed like water out of a jug and my hair whitened faster and my paunch stuck out more. But once the task was completed, I am creator (joint creator with my friend Chaitra) of this beautiful application, there are a lot of kinks and we weren't entirely always doing it by self. We were helped, but the majority was our coding and our lack lustre programming skills attaining gradual finesse (we're still improving).
Coding standards improved, typing became faster, understanding was more in depth, questioning became the order of the day, thinking was put onto paper, we tore hair, we kneeled, we sat, we stood, we keeled over, we cried, we laughed, we swore, we wanted to gore, we crumbled, we rose, we fought, we consoled...

At the end of it, it feels good. It feels very good.

Today we just dicussed war, in the games of counterstrike and Rise of Nations, on which I'm "ok" at at, the other which I **** at. We discussed jokes, misinterpretations, language, food, the birds around and the "birds" around, CAT studies and plain swapping lives. Once we were done with celebration of my friend cum roomie's celebrations, the action repeated itself at a colleague's birthday celebration, something quite unique to our team, we have a college cum training course mate b'day celebration with a colleague's birthday celebration, 6 out of 6 times...
Anyway, once we were done, we got into our DM's office for probably our last session, and then it stormed, it raged, we didn't have to pull our hair out, the strands practically walked out of our skull. The enlightenment process was enormous and I repeat again, I've learnt much more than the 7 months of training in Mysore, both in technical skills and in personal soft skills. My DM is a sure inspiration and simbly oSome! Am I impressed by him...

Hell yea!

Today I go open my book, whether I like it or not. Tomo, will come the details...