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kvpy 14

KVPY interview for SA was concluded today on 25 jan,14. and i'm here sharing some experiences of mine.

Firstly,this time they had different mood and time limit system.there was a buzzer which buzzed every 20 or 15 mins. My time was at 2 and in the list i was placed 6. but they weren't calling serially. Right now i am just focusing on the outer layer of the cake.the Q&A will be here soon.When i was called they collected my papers outside and i had to hand it over to a lady on 2nd floor.there they made me wait for more than 1 hour,i think. Then when my turn came they sent my papers through the back door.and then came the call.while sitting outside my legs were shaking ,i don't know why? then i drank some water and got ready. As soon i entered i greeted the lady first("she might not have heard my greetings") and the the rest.

yes, they were sitting behind a big parabola shaped table,with a old man with his laptop and papers. There are few who say that they make you comfortable,they ask about your hobbies,or area of interest in research(like astrophysics)   etc etc,but they are bullshit and will make you focus on unneccessary things.they might have been doing it but now they have stopped this very good thing.You have to make yourself comfortable by using your sense of humour and testing there's. And remember that they generally don't ask questions from your strength areas.they will ask what you like in maths,u will say algebra than they any other topic and then they will ask questions from that other one.

if you have any confusion you can mail me or write it here."bhanuravi007@gmail.com"
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