With a pile of 300 résumés on his desk and a need to pick someone quickly, my boss told me to make calls on the bottom 50 and toss the rest.
"Throw away 250 résumés?" I asked, shocked.
"What if the best candidates are in there?"
"You have a point," he said.
" But then again, I don't need people with bad luck here ."

My first class

Me:
i have always been a difficult guy to be with in college coz it was almost impossible for me not to get involved in the discussion s on universe ,religious bigotry ,human psyche n etc etc...(this is what my friends think.. da) though i never believed them ...i know once when i become difficult and that was when my teacher told me that parallel lines never meet(i cried)...i was devastated i wanted them to meet so badly..(lowers eyes,restraints sobs slightly chokes) but that is life ..i got my first lesson of life from a maths class.(flash back over)...coming back to college ,the place to discover a real you ..a learning curve , temple of education and place where you can have real fun...everythin is crap except the last thing abt college... everyone is just lookin for fun here even the professors..VIRAT can tell you more abt this as he was deeply touched by a male professor in first term of college ( pun intended) ...he got the first taste of life though it was bitter ...no girl told me its bitter...may be they thought its not imp..it is what intent that matters ..intent was there in all of us to study but somehow it just didnt happened ...as i entered in my first class in college i was disappointed,where the hell were all those hot galz running around in main corr and dhaba tree...i felt cheated ..that was the day i decided no more science for me ..but our education system doesn't allow it ..i was sitting on the last bench tryin hard to understand what the prof is saying a bookish shit sandwiched between sarchasm and american accent ...it was hittin hard ...i felt like soldier in the army..though thy are better atleast thy can die..and the shelling continued...i looked at my watch 37 min to go..what the hell i bought this piece 2 days back and it konked off ..but it was tikking ...i understood theory of relativity by einstien at that very moment ..time was running slow for me ...suddenly prof shouts breaking my day dreams .'when should voltage be high" HIGH?? did some one said high..i was irritated who the fuk are we to decide it..its voltage's choice .let the poor voltage decide ..35 min to go ...i started lookin around KAUSHAl was sleeping ...i envy this guy ,this fuker can sleep anywhere ,i didnt sleep in that class i thought it was morally wrong to sleep in the class(CRAPPPPPPPP) actually i thought there is somethin psychologically wrong with me , i just couldnt sleep ....i tried hard ...einstein theory was at it extreme best ...time almost stopped ..i felt as if prof's words are strangulating me ...10 min to go ...it took forevr to complete that class..i was confident that i can face anythin in the world now..i was ready to take on this challenge..i was determined to fight it out for the next three years, and suddenly someone introduced me to a very imp word in my college life 'BUNK' and rest is history .....................................................................................................................