Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Life has changed

The person who delivered milk at my house never knew me. But this time when I went home, I received a big ‘sahab namaste’ from him. Oh yes I remember, I have been selected in IAS and if I exaggerate just a bit, I can say that my entire city knew it.

Life has changed. From anonymity of being a student to that of being selected for the post of biggest babu of government, change is in something that can be called drastic. The incidences I would mention here may be totally irrelevant, but to me they appeared as a constant reminder that something has changed.

I became an interesting news item, or at least an item ‘worth’ reading. I got coverage in three four news articles, got my picture published in them, also did a live one hour TV interview (so what it was a small local channel), answered hundreds of viewers how they should prepare for civil services, what I am going to do for the country, how many hours I studied a day, whether I studied during the day or night and if I am going to take dowry in my marriage.

Not everything was good about this achievement. I got a sense of superiority complex. I felt confident while driving the car without my driving license. I imagined that if any traffic policeman caught me, I will say haven’t you read today’s newspaper, don’t you know me.

Whenever an unknown person stared at me, I felt he is trying to recognize me since he would have seen my picture in the newspapers. But to my dismay no one has recognized me till today and I am still waiting. Why people dont read newspapers seriously.

A big disadvantage of any big achievement is that you are made to meet all your relatives whom you have been able to evade for years in guise of studying. In last fifteen days I must have touched feet’s of at least five hundred people. I know this a good exercise for my back but I fear that it may be an overdose.

Another constant irritation is people asking constantly what happened in my interview. I don’t understand why people are not satisfied when I tell about my real, simple interview. To tell the truth, they are disappointed. My description comes an an antithesis to their imagination about an 'IAS Interview'. I have heard so many stories about IAS interviews that I am sure I will write a blog on it and mind you my original interview was'nt even half as interesting.

One thing I can see that from now onwards I have to be a people’s man. I no longer have the luxury to be confined in myself. But whatever it may be, I am enjoying all this.


Anonymous said...

All the best...go ahead rock the world

darius said...

it sure has.. im yet to go home, but the feelers come thru over the phone every day.. strange, but i'm going thru the exact same feelings right now - trying to pull down my own suddenly growing superiority complex, avoiding relatives and handling the shift from a very very private person to now a public servant..

Shailesh said...


U rightly said " Ur luxury is not confined to urself".

MOre ..yet to come. Njoy these days!

Shailesh Balkawade

ishika said...


your recent posts should be labeled NSFW...thank god i'm at home right now...and i do feel sorry for your plight over all the 'relative' affection, your observations about them, and the UPSC interviews....still, they make for great reading...

all the best!

Anurag Srivastava said...

@Darius: How your parents have spared you till now, rush home :)

@Darius: Yes, I fear there is more to come ;)

@Ishika: Sorry if I am ignorant but what is NSFW? Thanks for the appreciation of my posts :)

ishika said...

oh, nsfw = not safe for work...ur posts were too hilarious...laughing at my desk would give away the pretending-to-work-facade :)

Anurag Srivastava said...

@ Ishika: that was really good, NSFW

I read someone wondering how people pretended to be busy working when there were no computers :)

I can guess you work in software firm ;)

ishika said...

lolz, oh no, not even remotely connected to software...i'm doing my masters in work i meant my research lab/office in my department...impressing colleagues and profs is equally important :)

Anonymous said...

do i see a male dance here :)

Anurag Srivastava said...

@anonymous: ever heard 'aa bail mujhe maar "

I have done that :)

Anonymous said...

never heard 'aa bail mujhe maar ", tried googling to no avail.. care to explain ?? being a southie, i am not so good at hindi

Anurag Srivastava said...

@anonymous: 'aa bail mujhe maar' would literally translate in english as 'come bull, hit me'. The idiom is used for a person who invites trouble for himself, in my case my male dance blog :)