Que cera cera....

CS FC - 63 % - 17 yrs (age)

CA PE 1 - 70% - 17 yrs

CS Inter - 60% - 18 yrs

CA PE 2 - 65% - 18 yrs

CS final - 52% -19 yrs
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CISA 09 - fail - 21 yrs

CA final 09 -fail - 21 yrs

CISA 09-2 - fail - 22 yrs

CA final 10 - fail - 22 yrs


wat will be, will be.......the future is not ours to see.......i will not believe the institute, that i am not good enough to pass an exam.......striving to look at life positively again, when you hit the bottom, the only way is up....

~sanity~insanity~

I saw your sane world.....

you fight.....you cry......you are a cheat.......you are dishonest to yourself........you dont trust your own friends, you dont love purely......

I dont want ur sanity........

am better insane.......\m/

~crazier~by~day~

There's a fine line between an optimist and eternal stupid......i love being on the wrong foot.......i dont care....... \m/

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All the world's a stage.....we all have our roles to play......play on.....just play on...... :)

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some guys are slow.......some bikes are fast.........stupidity balances the universe !!! :D

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hey you.... ya you.... just wait.... see.... take out a moment tonight.... look up @ the beautiful sky....look at the wonderful stars for a second....twinkling....magical....powerful....eternal.....but still they cant decide ur destiny !!! its ur destiny....ur lyf....ur fight.....go figure ?!

lyf of a Joker...

All the world's a stage, and all the men women merely players...they have their

exits and their entrances... - William Shakespeare, 17th century

The Joker will always make you laugh... thats why he is here... thats his act...his lyf...his destiny... he has never put himself first while playing his part... it doesnt matter whether you laugh with him or at him... it matters you laugh... may be he is just stupid, may be he is not, may be he really is... I leave it on you ?? While in the perfect world everybody wants to play either a braveheart hero or a dark cunning villian, only the Joker hangs on... he is undecided... deep down he was never bad, never the villian, he can never pull it off... being the good guy was always easy for him, but if everybody plays the Hero, who will play the Joker... who will make you laugh...?? nobody knows, but everybody needs a Joker to laugh at, I mean everybody... yes, the Joker plays on...

He never knows the scene, may be he doesnt want to... but still, you will surely laugh... and later you may also be horrified or rather clap when the villian or hero (there's always a thin line ?!) gets the gal in the end... still the Joker wont flinch, may be you will never know... the Joker will laugh... will always laugh... because thats all he does... because thats all he is supposed to do...
Now the stage is all set....the script is already written...I have chosen my part...I PLAY THE JOKER..!!!

Sometimes jokes are not funny, I still try... - ~crazymms~, 21st

First day @ KPMG...

KPMG is a one of the biggest network of professional service firms

in 145 countries in Audit, Taxation & Advisory

After getting the shock that Mom's leaving for Mathura on Sunday eve(Gosh, who will arrange my certificates, food and formals ?!) and I will be left alone to fight the sleepless night full of anticipation and excitement of joining KPMG let alone the week to follow... But deep down I was ready for one thing most CAs dream for in their careers...

Monday morning and first day @ KPMG dawned for me with things going from bad to worse, no tea or breakfast, trying to figure out the shirt and tie combination and an idiot friend whose life's mission was to make me reach late on my first day !! (PS: if you are my friend, you should know that I hate waiting and even more, reaching late !!) So finally dodging a few signals...entering one ways from wrong side and no entries... and adventurously hiking the bike along footpath at few junctions I manage to reach office... still 20 mins late... I mean wtf ?! But as luck had it, the HR folks there kept a 30 mins buffer for day one of the Training session... Phew, so much for impression !!

I was amazed at the sheer size and look of the KPMG offices, so to speak the buildings ?! ;) The fellow new recuits looked like a nice and enthusiastic bunch of people which turned out to be very true over the week !! most were fellow Narsee Monjee graduates, someone Poddar rivals, a Jai Hind cool dude and some from other colleges i did not even know existed !! heyyy, we NMites are like that... Hehe... Over the round of Intros i discovered myself being amongst the youngest and over qualified of all Article Trainees... though it did not seem so bcoz the 3rd and 4th attempt guys passing marginally in last couple of months managed to get a RANK in old discontinued course and very aptly avoided the number of attempt details in Intros - yes yes, i seriously take offence to that and stealing away my limelight... Haha !!!

Later, we loved exploring our new office... the KPMG house, KPMG citi Studio, the awesome canteen n even more awesome food (its rare to find office canteen food good !!!) and the best place The Audit Bay - the place where form stretch to stretch you can see 100s of CAs MBAs professional working frantically on their Laptops wearing formals and ties and pin drop silence... Seriously workaholic awesomeee !!!

Day one ended with a new hope about future...life...career...and a new found sense of belongingness... being a KPMGite... I am here to do something and I am loving it... I knew I am now part of something Big, something really Big... stuff that makes HISTORY...........

Kudos to Mumbai University !!!

The Mumbai University Degree

After 3yrs of cursing the MU for frivolous waste of time where in they tried to sell BCom to us as education or something like that, i finally feel proud and attached to my University for acknowledgement of someone important to me while handing over the graduation degree…

I have never felt such joy while receiving the CS Institute’s 3 degrees or certificates or the 2 from the CA Institute… In fact, none of them ever got a second look, leave alone an attempt to preserve them safely… Maybe, mom kept them somewhere later ?!

The MU mentions my name in the Degree as Sureka Mohit Mahesh Malti… Finally, the much deserved association of Mother’s name with the child, a privilege only given to Fathers whether in India or west ?! It has saddened me over the years that on every form, application, contract, deed, certificate, degree, acknowledgement only the father’s name is mentioned, as if a mother never held anything in one’s life… Not to mention my own pen name Crazymms… Moms have always been there to take care of things you need… The pampering you require, to calm you, to shout at you for not studying, to make the coffee at 1am, to make sure you get your food on time and off time too !!!

Some people recall Shakespeare’s line – What’s in the name ?? Sometimes everything is…

I can finally run upto my Mom and say:

Hey Mom look at my name on the degree, I am a Graduate !!!

Yes, she gleamed with pride, not only on the degree but on also seeing her name on it !!!

One night staring @the moon….

Tired, with a heavy head and without a wink of sleep another late night, i finally shook the lazy bones and pulled myself up… still half drowsy ducked in the blanket and undecided whether i should hit the pillow again ?! I wondered whether being an insomniac worsens when 100 thoughts per second are being processed in your brains…or…rather this unrelentless thinking all the time has in fact contributed to insomnia… Ahh, chuck the philosophy…

As a ritual i was fumbling to lay my hands on glasses; watch or cell to check out the time… Aggh, in vain… may be, didn’t really care… with the blurred vision i tried getting accustomed to the moonlight outside… some how shining so brightly as if giving me the direction i needed in lyf… For a second, Hariharan’s melodious tune of Chanda re rang through my ear drums ?!

Aimlessly with tired eyes i just stared back at the moon as if searching for answers… questions and questions had dwelled in me lately bothering my head…

Don’t worry about the Big offers… you have slogged your ass for 5 yrs screwing college life to make this profile…

May be an old friend tagged you arrogant after 5yrs but you earned it, live with it… Don’t care what people think of you… They can be wrong…

Am i really the good guy or just too slow and covering up?! May be…Lyf just happens when you waste your time thinking about it ?!

Stop being rash again… control rage and speeds… I was always chilled out, right ?!

Sometimes you just don’t recall if you spent an eternity thinking about your lyf and finding the possible solutions while looking through the window, just staring at the moon… But ya, it made me feel good…

But what happens when the foundations of the new found self – belief really speaking never existed ?!

The very next moment, my fingers found my specs somewhere…finally !!! I put them on to get the rosier, brighter picture of what i was glancing at, through the window since hours… Aaarghh, its not the moon, just a distant street light ?!

In a fit of frustration i threw my specs away… Even the moon isn’t mine anymore… Is everything in life so delusional ?! Am i really lost in darkness and just a stupid eternal optimist ?!

But i calmed down and soon realised, all the answers have always been in me deep down… My lyf, my introspection… I don’t need anybody’s support to believe in myself or to feel good… I can make my own happy journey… Phew, why worry…?!

I don’t need any Moon to guide me in lyf, i will work my way out even with a street lamp… Let lyf happen…m ready !!