How to win a girlfriend?

Girls don’t understand how difficult it is for guys to get one to love them. Its easier to jump into a lions den then to propose, trust me its not easy. I was discussing this topic with some girls and got some insight into their psychic or mind. This article is more about how to approach a girl, more than how to win her over, wining a girls heart is personal. I can’t teach you that, if you don’t have what a girl wants in you, you will never be able to impress her. This blog will help you in some way I guess.

There are 2 common ways in which guys approach a girl. Firstly if you like a girl, you cant directly go to the girl and ask her out, considering the Indian culture were girls are still reserved about moving out with guys this technique probably wont work. You might loose any future chances with the girl, first impression is the last impression. I don’t say this is a bad way of doing things, nevertheless it works, sometimes. If the girl is open minded and… hmmm you fill that with whatever you want. For many guys approaching a girl they don’t know, is a big task. They have to think ten time before starting a conversation. What should I say that’s smart enough for the girl to respond? What will be her reply? Will she make fun of me in front of her friends? Does she have a boyfriend already? Might be is stronger than me(he he he)? If she makes some nasty comments I would be ridiculed in front of everyone. Those are some of the thoughts that go through the mind of a guy normally. Girls don’t like this approach they probably think the guy is a flirt and just wants some good time.

The other way is to become friend of the girl. Let her know you well and start spending time with her, then share thoughts with her and become good friends. Now the world thinks you both are going out but you know its not that way. After a few months you collect the courage of asking her the ultimate question. With all the thoughts in your mind, if she reject you, your friendship might end? All that kept aside you manage the courage to ask her and she replies
“I thought we were just good friend and I never thought about you that way.” And you would be saying why the hell don’t you thing about me that way now. Many of you might have gone through this situation if you ever tried this approach. I read an interesting mail the other day which explains this scenario, it goes something this way:
When a girl says I thought we where just good friends it’s like, you go for an interview and after the interview the interviewer say
‘You are the best suited guy for this position, your resume is ideal however we won’t hire you for this position. We might hire an drunkard idiot but not you, we will use your resume as a model to compare other resumes but we won’t hire you. However we will, time to time keep calling you to tell you how bad the guy we hired is.’
The point is this approach of making the girl your good friend and then proposing never works. Some it does but it’s a big risk trying this way.

What way do we approach a girl if the most common ways don’t always work? I had been discussing this with a friend of mine whose a girl and not my girlfriend. To cut a long story short, she said if you like someone you should make it clear before you start a friendship with her. That way you wont have to loose a friend just because she thinks you are nothing more than her best friend. The big question here is how do you do that? If I tell you how to do that you are just stealing ideas, I personally don’t have many and I don’t want you ruining my chance of finding a girlfriend by blowing my cover.

I was reading a book on body language and its mentioned there on how to find if a girl is interested in you? There are many examples stated there, one in particular I would like to mention here. Many girls check out guys, you might, while walking down a street find many girls giving a brief glance at you, that’s good for many at-least someone’s checking you out. But the book says if a girl stares at you for more than 3 seconds than you could be rest assured she is interested in you. Eyes are the most important organs in finding the right girlfriend and starting a romantic relationship. Hmm love at first sight, it does not mean blind people don’t fall in love, their world is a bit different. Some scientists say that the way you smell might just get you a date (I have a whole blog on this if you are interested in reading).

I have met many beautiful girls but I would never try to impress them as they keep proving my theory of beauty and brains don’t go together. The good news for girls is that the sex ratio in India is low* it means you have lot of choice. So don’t be dishearten when you leave your guy or are ditched by one, there are so many out there that it wont take long for you to find a new one. Guys there is so much competition out there if you shy you will remain behind and somebody else will take the chance.

Guys, have you given a thought that those with girlfriend always end-up getting new ones once they breakup and you don’t? Its just because you technique is wrong or your attitude is not right. Girls wont eat you up if you ask her out but you never know which one might turn out the girl of your dream. (Girls if you want a date I am single.)

Happy hunting. J

P.S: this article is not about finding a sexual partner its about finding love.

*That’s actually bad news for the country and girls but my point here is different.

Once At My Room.

This happened long time back, acctually deleted a blog i had written long back and pasted it here.. enjoy!
30 August 2006

Yesterday night…. We had a scene at our room… we had had our diner and were relaxing just than somebody rang our door bell very violently…. It was like, if we opened the door the next thing the person would do was break our heads.

I opened the door… there was an quit old man, should be 60+, thin structured totally drunk .. you could smell the stink of alcohol (for those alcohol crazy guys I shouldn’t use the word stink you’ll can read it as fragrance) probably for a mile… trying to gain entry into our house that too when I was standing at the door. The guy had forgotten the very existence of his building… probably looking for building 43 had reached in building 12A….
Where the hell is 43 and where the heaven is 12A both this buildings are geographically in different worlds… see the affect of alcohol on men in general… he had forgotten his very existence.

For us the fun dint end there … some how we put him in the lift send him to the ground floor. That was after telling him he was in the wrong building… don’t call us fools we know he wouldn’t have understood what we told him but what else could we do. The whole story does not end here… now he had become a program an infinite loop, he would go to the ground floor then come back to our door ring the bell … we to did the same the second time… put him… lift… ground and back it continued. Now we had decided not to open the door. Again the bell rang, but now there was a change the door dint open… we watched him through the eye piece on the door.. now seeing that the door dint open he went back to the life… ground… back…bell TING TONG… back to .. lift and the loop continued … I had to end the program…

Well it all ended at last when I got the watchman to guide this man to this house …..

Life is not easy on any one but then why do people make is more difficult for themselves.

Love you All.

Family.

She stood at the door with her hands tugged behind her back trying to hide the rose she plucked form hers mothers favorite plant. She was in pain, her white little fingers had turned red, with the thorn that pricked her beautiful fingers. However her large green eyes shone in the sun with anticipation of the surprise she was to give her father. At four she had not yet joined school, but she was up early today just to wish her father happy birthday. She had learnt to set the alarm clock and even asked her mother to wake her up early, but she was up even before her mother would wake her. She knew her mother would not wake her up anyway.

Yesterday she sat in-front of the mummy’s plant, that’s what she called it, because she was not allowed to play even close to is, asking the plant to give its best flower tomorrow. Her mother had seen her sitting there, “you are not going any near to the rose, if touch the plant mummy is not going o talk to you”, said she making a gesture with her hand that she wouldn’t think twice before she hits her. But there the little girl stood at the door, here naked legs jumping to reach the door bell. She looked even more beautiful today, her fair face had turned pink in the morning sun, more with happiness, but deep within her mind she knew her mother would be furious for what she had just done. The pain in her own cute little fingers, dint bother her that moment. After couple of tries she was successful in reaching the bell. She knew that her father would open the door, he always sat in the living room reading the newspaper. She had seen her mother in the kitchen getting the breakfast ready.

The door opened her father stood there, he was surprised to see his daughter at the front door, “what are you doing out here dear? How did you get out here?”

“Happy birthday daddy!”, said she holding the flower upfront.

Her father felt good, he took the flower and picked up his little angel in his arms. He loved her kiss even more today. “My little naughty girl” said he and kissed her pink cheeks, that’s when he noticed her skirt with droop of blood wiped to it.

“what’s this?”

“Nothing!” said she.

He realized it was a thorn that had pricked her, “show me where you got hurt.”

“Nowhere.. daddy.”

“The sweetest things are always protected by nature and now you see why your mummy used to say not to touch the rose.”

“Its ok, its not paining.” Said she.

Her father more happy himself today. Usually she never showed so much courage.

Her mother never missed a thing of what had happened. She was the watching right from the time her dad opened the door. She was furious about the rose, however she dint mind it today. As her daughter had not plucked the rose for herself but for her dad, it made her feel good and her daughter feel proud. She dint want to spoil the environment in the house. For once today she dint mind her daughter being a brat. They loved her beautiful smile.

Lover.

He had seen her first eight months back standing in a queue, to get their college procedures done. They had just finished school. Cupid struck, eyes met however it wasn’t love at first site. To his luck she was in his class and lab batch for the next two years. It took some staring, long talks, lot of his attention, competition and some jealously for him to finally get close to her.

Now it was more evident that she was in love with him. Now guys envied him as he had the girls they desired and the girls hmmm.. its always difficult to tell, even if they are in love it always difficult to tell. Now they roamed together, talked, laughed together, she always wanted him to be around him. She got him books and poems on love to read. He loved the attention he got and the jealously of his friends. As days turned to months she always taunted, “there are some people who are in love and don’t have the guts to say so.” It was his first time, never had he said “I love you” to anybody. After some impatient nights and long thoughts latter he gave in to his temptation. Let me propose was what his mind and heart told him. The only thought that kept him from proposing was that he might loose his friendship, however he had know her now for eight months and he knew she was in love with him, whatever might be the outcome he thought their friendship would remain.

That day they were early to the class. It was raining heavily outside, they stood at the window talking to each other. He said it to himself “I will do it today.“ But she was more eager to hear it from him.

“You wanted to tell me something the other day.” Said she.

“Ya, I will tell you some other day.”

“What wrong in today?”

“Nothing” after a short pause he said “what is right anyway!”

“Very funny” she said sarcastically. “Tell na what you wanted too. I wont feel bad.”

That was an indication for him, he thought she knew what was coming.

“What?” said he, as she gave him a look of a teacher waiting for an answer when they catch their prey unaware.

“Nothing… I m waiting.” Was her reply.

He turned away from her now looking out of the window. He dint want to watch into those beautiful eyes when he said what he was about to say.

“I like you a lot…” he said, not wanting to say the word love or it just dint come out of his mouth, whatever it was she got the message.

He turned to look at her, she was blushing and trying hard not to.

“Don’t you think we are a bit young for all this?” was her reply, the first thing that came to his mind was nothing….. then the thought “what the hell, we are 16.. hmm might be we are a bit young” (according to Indian standards.)

“Ya but we could be really good friend..”

“Are we not” said she interrupting him.

After that followed a long lecture about career, studies and that stuff which he had no choice but to listen, he just wanted to run from there saying “well I know. Thank you.”

(As a writer I don’t want to bore you writing a lecture about career and stuff, we all have already heard it from our parents and teachers already. You all can just copy paste it here.)

Day passed by they got close, but then the holidays came now they had to choose a career. They kept in contact over the phone, they hardly met. As days passed both got preoccupied in the tension of results, scores and admission. The closeness between them became a bit loose. After all the procedures of getting into a degree college were done both ended up for the same degree course and in the same class and batch again. But things had changed a bit. After all this months she wanted more of him (time) so she tried to distance from him thinking he will come to her more often and they could spend more time together.

He away thought now something is wrong with her. The thought that she is ignoring him which troubled him more. She had found new friends who used to be with her always, he never got a chance to go and talk to her in privacy. He dint want to go to her and say lets just spend some time together but first you shush you friends way. He too had found new friend, he always used to hang around in the group where a fair number were girls. He was still in love with her, so even with all the girls in the group and in the college he never fell in love with any just that he couldn’t find anyone better, all the other girls were just good friends. But this made her jealous, she felt now he was ignoring her and him hanging around with other girls made her crazy. She tried indirectly to convey it to him, but boys will be boys they never understand till they are told directly in simple language what was been communicated and so he too never understood.

Day passed that way and their relationship went from bad to worse. Latter other guys jumped in, as she wanted to get over him she gave in fast to some guy who made her feel better. Life moves on for him, he dint get into any relationship as he dint find any girl worth running behind. Couple of years latter he got news that she got married to her parents choice.

(The above story is just a representation of my thoughts that not all colleges love turn into long term relationships. But yes, I could be wrong ten percent of the time, that means I am right 90 percent of the times… great. They are just statistics, you tell me which statistics are right anyway.)

Friendship.

There are so many examples in our daily life about friendship, that, I don’t want to make another. We don’t choose our family, we too some extend don’t choose our companion (lover) the only thing (not a thing, but.. anyway if you are good at English put the world you like) we choose are friends. Every thing in this world comes for a price the only relationship that’s very precious, almost price less but still free is friendship. We share more with our friends than in any other relationship. There is a bonding between friends which I call love, you don’t have to be political or diplomatic and don’t have to think before you talk to good friends. If a friend is hurt by what you say then probably there is no love in your relationship, probably you two are not as good friends after all. Good close friends are like (Taj Mahal*, Mogli and Baloo I am bad at this, “like…”) you say any damn thing to him/her they never mind (unless they have a mind).

(* I put that Taj Mahal there just to show you how bad I am at it.)

What all this means…

If you are reading this, I mean this line you probably are not bored of what I have typed. It took me days to reach this part myself.. mainly because I was busy.. doing nothing. I have come across people who tell me “what this hell, what a big blog this is and who the hell in this world will read it.” I forgive them because I love all humans no matter how big an IDIOT they are. I guess you might have know what this blog is all about, if you have not then I thing you are reading a blog of a drunken monkey who cant express his thoughts well enough. If you say its about relationships you are close but if you say its about how to murder you neighbor because he has got a better wife than you have, then probably you will have to read it again. I know what you are going to say “oh my god read this crap again, I better murder my neighbor.” This blog is all about LOVE. Yes I can’t teach you to murder your neighbor’s husband, but surely I can teach you how to love your neighbors wife. Non violence is better than violence any-time!, till the time your neighbor doesn’t murder you for loving his wife. Don’t complain to me all religions advocate: “Love thy neighbor.”

I believe that love can be put into three main categories:

• Love which you can’t choose. (Family, relatives.)
• Love which you choose. (Friends and pets.)
• And love that chooses you. (for Girls lover , guys stop thinking about sex.)

Now lets elaborate on all of the above.. “wait a minute are you writing a novel or a blog” Oh that’s my brain, it loves me and you so much. Now if you are forced to read it because I am around just, just tell me … say I am not interested in it, I will still love you no matter what, even more if you are a girl (but where’s that knife I brought .. don’t mind its my mind I have no control over it its some time quit loud .. I hope you still love me.)

Love is what a girl wants from are lover, the more she get the more she want. Ask a girl to define love and that would be the biggest mistake and if you are the type who, changes their girlfriend often, you would have to maintain a database about the definitions you get.Girls don’t ever ask a guy what love means… it means the same as what you think it means.

Oh I just forgot.. completely.. there is one more category to love.. the type where you have to keep reminding your self I love it, or you might join a terrorist organization just to learn how to use a hand grenade to destroy it. I love my WORK. I really love my work and SALARY.

I don’t know I feel like writing more and more (length wise), but then I feel the more I write, less the people will read.

FrOm the BrAiNs of,

NiNaD DiGhE.

The Alien Philosophy.

Does God Exists??
The answer I feel is well explained in the quote below, I don’t know who said it but for sure I didn’t.
“In order for life to have appeared spontaneously on Earth, there first had to be hundreds of millions of protein molecules of the Ninth Configuration. But, given the size of the planet Earth, do you know how long it would take for just one of these protein molecules to appear by chance? Roughly 10 to the 243rd power, billions of years; and I find that far, far more fantastic than simply believing in a God.”

I don’t argue about the existence of God, but let me put forward some of my thoughts.

Humans the Ultimate Machine.

Let us consider a power above us, a superpower let me call the power “GOD”. God made a machine, the ultimate machine (no points for guessing) “HUMANS”. A machine which could think for itself, sustain itself, reproduce, organize and repair itself. In making so he made many prototypes one better than the other. These prototypes are the animals we see around us. Consider the “machines”, as I call all the animals made by God, he (I am not being bias by calling God he, its for the ease of writing) realized he could make something better so he made Apes, Chimps and then humans.

There were already other machines made on earth, before God made humans so God made more machine which could kill or let me say terminate the smaller, now not so useful machines which He created. For example before He thought of humans he made deer, now that there were too many deer to deal with he made animals like lion, tigers etc.This machines lion, tigers etc would be killed when no more deer or weaker animals remain, thus their existence to will end.

That’s one thought, similarly, could we be, no no nothing else but still Machines, that were made by some aliens some many light years from earth. They brought us to earth, used us for some purpose (not know because no documents were or evidence was ever found) and when they were done with us they left us on earth and returned back. The only good news is we survived. Its not difficult to believe so.
What would you consider a super machine:

• >Some thing that thinks for itself.
• >Something on which, we do not have to spend money in Repair and maintenance.
• >Which could end itself gradually when its purpose is done.
• >Which could produce better machine with inherited property of its parent machine.

Might be the earth is one super laboratory, with some super aliens studying us. Some day they will come back to see how we have fared.

The Lunch Philosophy.
As I am a software engineer, I but obviously will think like one. I put forward a Philosophy which I call “The lunch Philosophy”. I am calling it so because this shity thought occurred to me and my friends over lunch.

Coded Humans
We are perfect machines, with our CPU being the brain, the programming language on which we are build is DNA and RNA. I will not make this article lengthy by defining all jargons like CPU, DNA and the ones I will be using, you want to know more about them you can always ask your best friend GOOGLE.

So what humans will be and what we are designed for is all present in our DNA. Now recent studies show that if your nature is good or even bad (criminal) you can blame it on your genes (or DNA), want more information on this ask your best friend.What are we (we means I, you everybody)?
We are inherited functions of our parents. That is we are part our mother and part our father.

To understand what you read further you will need to have some knowledge about programming languages (C++), if you don’t ask your best friend. We are a main function machine made from inherited machines our parents.

The machine we become.
As I said we are a main function machine, with lot of function defined within us. What parameters are passed to our main function and what be become depends on the environment in which we are born and brought up. So even though we have the same physiology and anatomy we have different psychology. All humans, for that matter even animal babies are born the same, only difference is that we have some of our parents inherited code (genes), the variables which are passed into our already defined humans functions to make us complete come from the culture, neighbors, school, place and the friends. That’s the reason why even genetically identical twins will be different because some were one of the variables passed to them (might be in terms of friend) is different. So even though genetically they are same, psychologically they will differ.

Nature is very beautiful and knowledgeable, if we want to make some intelligent machine we have to study ourselves “the ultimate machine”. That’s the reason why we have scientist and engineers studying human anatomy for subjects like Neural networks, AI and others.

Who ever designed us has designed us flawlessly. Nature has taken care of redundancy to a large extend. Consider humans, the human fetus grows as a female fetus for six weeks, in the sixth week sex differential chromosomes start to act, this is just one example, there are many out there which you will have to find our self.

Man the machine and Woman the mechanic.
We humans wont survive if we are not nurtured after we are born. If we study human anatomy the male are stronger, and build more to do physically tough work. Saying this will hurt many of our female oriented, women rights organization but I am not talking about today, I am talking about many years before the white collar jobs came, when men hunted and where work meant sweating it out physically.

The mechanic was made to take care of the machine and the help in producing newer machines and nurturing them to replace the older machines and so on. That’s the reason why women are genetically programmed to care, be more sensitive and understanding (are they I mean understanding .. hmm no comments.)

Why are we here??
All are here for a purpose said my grandma, all of us have a destiny. But I say we are the result of uncontrolled growth of never ending quest for survival and sexual desires.Let me say we are abandoned machines which were here for some purpose the purpose was met and we were left for ourselves as our masters left. Or was it that, after the purpose was met they tried to destroy us, you could say the first Armageddon which killed all the dinosaurs was planned by some alien who created us. What ever may be the reason we survived.Machines can think for themselves but machines cant think above themselves, so I say with all this weapons of mass destruction, humans differentiating between humans on basis of cast, creed, color and nationality, the second Armageddon is not far and will be brought about by we machines who cant think beyond our self.

Conclusion:
This article is not based on any research but on discussions based on research, at lunch time. I am not trying to prove the existence or non-existence of GOD. But that we all are the result of something, that we all are here for a reason which we don’t know.

Since the time we are born we are thought that we need to survive till we die of natural cause. Our parents keep us alive initially, next 20 years we study so we could survive the future, sustain and reproduce and tell the latter generation that they too need to survive and sustain. How we do it depends on family and circumstances we are in, some survive more happily than the others, some are not so fortunate.

WE ARE HERE JUST TO SURVIVE AND SUSTAIN OURSELVES FOR WE DON’T WANT TO END BEING PURPOSE LESS AS WE ARE NOW.

The world is not owned by any one person, whose death will end it.
WHATS YOUR PURPOSE ON EARTH ?

From the brains of
Ninad Dighe.

When your date forgets your date…

Its one of those days when you feel sorry for your friend and the friend feel, if the dinosaurs were still alive they could eat him up and he won’t show the least resistance to our extinct friends. But your day is so bad that even the hungriest of the dinosaurs won’t eat you just because today they feel like eating something else. Like pizza instead of a normal lunch.

My friend got up early morning on a Sunday. “Morning on a Sunday”, when is the last Sunday morning did I see, forget it I don’t remember. He was cursing the government, yup, I have yet to come across a person blessing those people who run the government. Every day we have ‘load shedding’ in this part of the world, the word might not figure in the dictionary of the people in the developed country but it is a very common occurrence in the developing countries. It means cutting power to the sub-urban and villages so that the city get enough power. That’s not just it we have water cuts too that to every weekends. Water come only in the morning and at night. Coming back to my friend, he got up early in the morning so that he could have a bath before the taps run dry. As the currents were out he had to take a cold water bath early in the morning I say 9:30 am is early if you consider the day to be a Sunday. I was awake by then.

Our hero takes a long time to get ready, trust me girls would get ready earlier than my friend. At about 11 o’ clock after empting half the bottle of his favorite fragrance, (or for the optimist making the bottle half full) getting into his best attire sat next to me and called her. He was all set for a lunch date. But he was in for a shock when she told me, she had forgotten about the date and it’s not possible that she would be able to come as she has put on a face pack and something on her hair (what ever the girls put on their hair).

Uska bada popat ho gaya. Next time confirm your date dude.

I am still alive.

By Ninad Dighe.

Standing in front of the mirror,
I see nothing but blood,
God I am glad that it hurts,
It keeps reminding me, I am still alive.

Standing below the dark sky,
I see the stars smile upon me,
I have been asking, am i alone?
All cease their smile, but said nothing,
But I am glad, I am still alive.

I see the mushroom could of dust settle,
I see those people now, whose lives
now don’t matter.
I ask God, what wrong have they done?
Waiting for an answer, I am still alive.

I see guns in their hands instead of toys,
I see no fear in their eyes,
Neither do I see life in their lies,
I wonder how mean men can die,
But I am glad, I am still alive.

I see them sweat,
To loose that fat,
And I see those arms,
Asking for just another day.
Well I am glad, I am still alive.



I see the babies smile,
I see the kid forced to open her legs wide,
Now I wished I wasn’t alive,
Everyone has to die one day,
And some have to die everyday,
But I am glad I am live.





I see people lost but in truth,
I wonder has God asked them to kill?
I see them die for no cause at all,
And I ask myself does it hurt to be alive?
Now I hate to see the color of blood,
But it tells me I am still alive.

I tell myself, we got a world to run,
One day for sure its all going to end,
The world has bled enough, has suffered enough,
Now it can take no more,
But I am glad we are still live.

Answering SSB.

• To be an officer in the Indian ARMY you have to answer the SSB interview. SSB an acronym for ‘Service Selection Board’, I am no expert in giving you tips on how to crack the SSB but I give myself the right to advice people on it as I have answered it twice and have been recommended once. Like 90 percent of the kids I too wanted to be a pilot, join the air-force and fly fighter planes however like 98 percent of them I dint make it. That’s the only thing I have not achieved but I haven’t given up one day I will fly a plane.
  
  Frankly very few get into the army to serve the nation most go in for a secure job, good money, respect and of-course for what women think about army men. Believe me answering SSB is an adventure in itself. I keep telling people even if they are not interested in joining the army just go and answer the SSB interviews.
  
  I proudly say that I have cleared the SSB and was recommended for the army services as SSB interviews are the toughest nut to crack in India. I had answered these interviews once at Allahabad in UP and the second in Bangalore. One was a big disappointment in my life and the latter a sheer delight. Before I took the second interview in Bangalore I was not so keen into getting into the army as I had a good job offer in my hand. The time I wanted to get into it desperately I had to face disappointment. I answered it for the second time just to prove myself; that I too can clear the SSB.
  
  The main purpose of this blog is to share my experience and let you all know the procedure for the SSB. The SSB is a 5 day on the campus interview, more like the all expense paid grilling session, curtsey the Indian government.
  
  Army says that they test your leadership qualities and tries to find out if you can lead a group of soldiers whose life depends on your ability to make quick decisions on the battle field. I say they do it and do it very well. Not all the people who reach there remain for 5 days. Also its not just a 5 day interview if you are recommended then you have to go through another 4 days of medical… oh dear medicals.
  
  You just have to be yourself. You don’t have to worry about anything, all your expenses are met by the Government of India, from traveling to the rubber idly and boiled water which they call tea. You just have to carry minimum cash. All this does get you ready for something bigger, life. Yes, the government pays you the traveling fare only for your first attempt not the subsequent.
  
  First day.
  They give you a reporting date and they will arrange your pick up mostly from a station to the SSB center. The first day there is no much tension you will be asked to fill in some forms and then they allocate you a chest number. From now on you will be a number and always will be addressed by it. Once you reach the camp you will be given a bed to stay. The first days is hell, if you remain for the next four its get better and if you get recommended .. man you are treated with respect.
  
  Usually there are 200 in a batch which attends SSB. And all these people have to be accommodated in a hostel which can only house 50 people. Overall its fun.. however you wont be so fresh for the next day as 200 people have to get up and report to the canteen usually at 5 am next day, just think how we managed to brush, wash and appear in our best attire. At SSB the test times are always odd like 5 am or even 4 am somedays.
  
  Second day.
  You have to answer an aptitude test, write 2 or 3 (I cant remember) picture composition followed by a group discussion which is based on one of the picture compositions. The test starts at 6 am might be at 5 am too depend, but always before dawn. Depending on the results all those who are not considered good enough are fed lunch and packed for home. A bus waits for them and drops you at the station from there you are on your own. The number of people who are return on the second day is very high. The first time I was there, out of 190 only 40 remained and during my second attempt out of 200 only 33 remained.
  
  In the evening there is a briefing for the remaining interview, new chest numbers are allocated and some more paper work. That’s it for the day. Now on the life gets little better at the camp. Now you have a whole bed for your self and they provide you with mosquito-nets and bed sheets.
  
  Third and Fourth day.
  If you cant get up early in the morning you better not be in the army. The test starts very early in the morning. You are also allocated your time for breakfast ours I remember was 4:30 to 5 am for reporting at 5 am. Now one helper will be there at your hostel. He will help polish you shoes and help you around with other stuff mainly getting you boiled water which remotely tastes like tea early in the morning. At the end of your camp ask for bakshish.
  
  The third day you have a psychological tests (which are a set of 4 tests) followed by picture compositions and might be an interview taken by the SSB President or Deputy President (it might or might not happen on the day; it usually happens over the length of the interview). If you clear the second day you will have to answer all remaining 3 days of interview. Latter in the day every one in the group will be split in a group of 6 to 10 for:
  Group Planning Exercise (sometimes known as Military Planning Exercise)
  Progressive Group Tasks
  Half Group Tasks
  Individual Obstacles
  Group Obstacles Race
  Command Task
  Lecturette
  Final Group Task
  
  All the above tasks happen over the third and fourth day.
  
  Group Planning Exercise (sometimes known as Military Planning Exercise): A scenario is given to the group and a GTO (group testing officer) is assigned to each group. Generally the GTO is an army officer of rank major and above. You will have to write how you will go about the task and a GD follows it asking the group to come to a common action plan.
  
  Progressive Group Tasks: A battle field scenario is placed in front of you with props given to you and you are asked to cross from one point to another using these props. Here too the whole group has to cross the field within a given time. There are certain rules for doing this and you have to work in a group.
  
  Half Group Tasks: This is the same as progressive group tasks only with half the group.
  Team work is very important.
  
  Individual Obstacles: These are set of obstacles which each person has to do separately. This are numbered from 1 to 10 with 10 being the most complex and 1 being the simplest. You are asked to do these tasks in any order and complete them within a given time. The order you choose is important. e.g. of the tasks are tiger jump, cross a Burma bridge etc.
  
  Group Obstacles Race: It’s same as the individual obstacle but a bit more complex. You have to work as a group here as some tasks can’t be done without the help of others e.g. climbing a 10 feet wall.
  


• Command Task: This is same a half group task only difference is you are the commander and have to choose 3 others from the group. You have to give them a plan and help them cross to the other point. Here you are the boss.
  
  Lecturette: Few topics are given to you and you have to give a 2 minutes lecture to the group on any topic you like. It is like extemporary speaking.
  
  Final Group Task: It’s the same as the progressive group task. Only the scenario will be different.
  
  Interviews: All the candidates that are selected from the second round have to answer an interview. The interview is conducted by the SSB president or the deputy president. The interviews are general and can last anywhere up-to 45 minutes. Its all about you.
  
  This is generally the SSB interview.
  
  Fifth day.
  The results of the interview are declared on the fifth day. You have to dress in you best dress, eat you breakfast and wait for the final interview. You will be called one by one into a room. This room will have all the officers who conducted your tests with the SSB president seated in the center. You will be asked to stand at the end of the table where the SSB president will ask you some questions like, how was you stay? Are there any suggestion? Etc.
  
  After the interview, all are taken to a common room and the results are declared. All the candidates who are recommended are called out. A recommended candidate is a person who is considered fit for armed services or a person who can become an army officer. The rest have to pack the bags, sorry we are actually told to pack the bags and bring them along to the room. Those who are not recommended have to leave on the fifth day. A bus will be waiting outside. The recommended candidates are further allocated new barracks (better barracks) and have to go through a medical interview over the next 4 days.
  
  For the medical interview is not an interview but your full body checkup to see if you fit the army standards. You are checked for everything from your eyeballs to the hanging balls (for girls not the hanging…). All yours holes are checked… X-rays to blood tests everything is done.
  
  Frankly I dint prepare a bit for the SSB interview. Only once in my life I felt defeated and disappointed is when I wasn’t recommended after the 5 days of interview, the first time I answered SSB. I learned there that SSB interviews judges your character and attitude if you are fit for armed services. So just be yourself and let them decide if you fit in. The second time I answered it I was recommended, this time I was myself.
  
  Now you will have a question, why dint you join the army then? Many reasons, one being I thought I would do better in my life outside the armed forces. Mainly I answered SSB the second time just to prove to myself that I too can clear it. However I believe if I would have been recommended the first time I would have probably been in the ARMY now.
  
  There are no specific attempts to which you can answer, you can keep answering it n number of times.
  
  Everyone must answer the SSB once in their life, it teaches you a lot of things, gets you new friends and really helps you in your Life.
  
  So 'Do you have it in you?'

Life,

NiNaD DiGhE.