I had never really given a damn about competition. Term me arrogant or term me stupid,it never bothered me enough to even think about it. But it kinda looms like a fact of life u see....its something like, you love it or hate it but you cannot ignore it. I needed my own sweet time to realize that :P Now that I do,its like I am just trying to get my dues.Trying to get what belongs to me.So I am finally in the rat race:) Look around,nearly everything is a rat race.Whether you want it or not,you are a rat running behind that small piece of cheese in front of you which is being hunted by some hundred other rats around you. At least this is how I see the situation I am in. Whether its a traffic jam on your way or its a stampede or a tug of war,it all boils down to one of the million sub classes of the super class rat race.
All we rats are performing our daily ritual.We gather around same old placement office.... where thousands of rats got their respective chunks of cheese and scampered away to their holes for nearly a decade....and then we surrender ourselves to the mystic sounds and movies playing in front of us....a well planned drama rehearsed over and over again in front of rats in some other corner of the city....then we twitch our snouts when they display the size of the cheese chunk in numbers.Then we allow ourselves to be lead to the acid tests where we are held by our tails n dipped in acid which is not even of the same ph level for everyone.For some rats the ph maybe 6.999999 but for some rats it maybe 0.00000001 :P :D so like this all of us enjoy the acid bath and hardly we gets to shake off the acids from our bodies when we are divided into the "eligible" and ''not eligible"....my foot!!! oh sorry....my paw!! :P so the eligible rats dance around for a while and then wait for another round of acid testing and the not eligible rats scamper off hungry to their holes :D this is the ritual. Well I have been in both the situations and I have been hungry and full at times. Yet I am back in ritual because I am unhappy with d quality of cheese that i got:) size honestly does not matter but quality does....I don't want to end up with a revolting stomach you see :D
So I continue watching at the stereotypical web sites with models posing for software professionals, grinning broadly as if they get a 7 digit pay per year ,looking at the corny missions,goals and objectives, and each time I see this well crafted advertisement the only thing that strikes me is the urge to tap on their shoulders and say...Whom are you kidding buddy?:D well its not that they shouldn't advertise them selves but there is a way to do it. There are sensible ways of wooing the sensible folks whom they are so in need of and displaying models is perhaps not quite a sensible way of doing it:) then coming to the point of acid testing and their varying ph levels....they are more of bouncers than issues that can be understood logically.
Considering the fact that such thoughts should occur to me,I get a hint that I might not be a rat after all.Still...while in Rome do as the Romans do.....and I don't think that I am one yet:P:)