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5 Great Healthcare Careers for Those who Like to Travel

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5 Great Healthcare Careers for Those who Like to Travel

When you start dreaming about jobs that involve travel, medicine is rarely first on that list. However, there are a surprising number of healthcare professionals that can travel either short-term or long-term. Furthermore, you don’t have to be an EMT or doctor to qualify for such positions. Here are 5 great healthcare careers for those who like to travel. We’ll also discuss the pay rates and job opportunities these positions open up to you.

Travel Nurse

Travel nursing is one of the best jobs for those who like to travel. You could work as a nurse at a summer camp and enjoy the amenities at night. Or you could work on a cruise ship and visit various ports on your day off. Work in a resort town during the busy season, and you can go skiing in the winter or visit the beach in the summer. Alternatively, you could travel to a location where there is simply a shortage of nurses. In many cases, both your travel and room and board are covered, and you’re well paid. You can work anywhere from 6 to 26 weeks.

Median pay is much higher than the seventy thousand dollars a year most RNs earn. However, this is a job where you can take a few months off yourself, too. Travel nurses are expected to be registered nurses with a bachelor’s degree. You can find an accredited online accelerated nursing program in Texas that will allow you to get a BSN degree if you already have a bachelor’s degree in another field. You’ll learn mostly online, but there are hybrid interactive courses and clinical experiences they line up for you.

Travel Nurse Recruiter

This is an option for nurses who want to move out of the ward and into administration, though someone with an HR background could also enter this field. You’ll also be able to travel to far more places than the average travel nurse. This is because you’re visiting facilities that have trouble finding enough skilled nurses and well as visiting locations with nurses who may want to make a change. Expect to do interviews in the field, but you can hit the sights when you’re done. Recruiters may be salaried or paid on commission.

Traveling Medical Scribes

Medical scribes typically work in emergency rooms taking notes so that doctors and nurses don’t have to interrupt care to document what they are doing. Scribing is a great way to enter the medical profession without having to become a doctor or nurse. You could be trained in a matter of months. Furthermore, you can find travel assignments in this area.

Travel Therapists

Physical therapists may work in rehabilitation facilities, nursing homes or patient’s homes. There is a shortage of trained therapists. This means there are many facilities that hire traveling therapists while they try to fill openings. There are also opportunities that arise when a therapist is on maternity leave or medical leave. Most assignments are 13 to 26 weeks. You’ll earn more than a standard therapist role. You can choose where you go. And you’re free to travel between assignments if you don’t want to work three months in a vacation destination.

Sales Representative

Whether you’re selling pharmaceuticals or medical equipment, sales representatives have plenty of opportunity to travel. The average sales rep earns more than ninety thousand dollars a year, though the best earn far more than that. You do have to have a strong foundation in medical and scientific terminology, but you already have that if you’re a former doctor or nurse. You might spend weeks in the field, hopping from destination from destination. You might see Hawaii visiting a medical conference or simply go there on vacation using your bonus check.

Summary

Many medical jobs involve local travel. However, it is possible to find medical jobs that allow for regional and global travel, including to the destinations you would love to be paid to visit.

#Healthcare Careers #Travel #Health

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ilovehighhats · 8 years ago

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Scutum, ch. 1 The Talk

Or unexpected reactions of a troubled heart. In which nothing is as it seems at first.

Helena’s eyes never left his, staring in wonder, still not really believing he was here.

“We haven’t got a chance at proper introduction,” he smiled down at her, a boyish, honest grin. “Anthony Dorrance. Astrophysicist.”

Her complexion turned an interesting shade of greyish green. Bane’s smile faltered as he observed changing emotions on her face; irises steeled in an expression he remembered all too well from their last conversation.

“You fucker.”

This wasn’t what he had planned. His hands flew to her arms, keeping her close when he saw the slightest indication she might move away.

“Helena…”

“You stuck up, bloody megalomaniac. Do you have any idea... No of course you don’t.” Her lips thinned. “You talked with me through all those years and never mentioned you’re… you?”

“What do you want me to say? Would you expect me to write: Hi, it’s Bane, don't tell CIA my secret identity. I miss you, so let's not be mad at each other. You said some things, I said some things. I broke your leg, you killed our child. No hard feelings. Let's go back to the way things were when you were my prisoner?”

She gave him a withering glare at first, but in the end couldn’t hold in a little laugh at his outrageous words.

“You always were utterly ridiculous.”

The way she said it made it clear she wouldn’t dismiss the notion he’d say it all as entirely impossible. She fell limply forward, rested her forehead on his clavicle, inhaled deeply.

Bane buried his nose in hair at the top of her head. Almonds. Sweet smell mixed with something warm and flowery, finally real and not imagined.

“I couldn’t tell you. I should keep away from you, but I couldn’t bear it. So I arranged for you to work for me. And we had to communicate then. And I could steal bits of information from you. Get to know how you were holding up. Were you happy? What did you need to be satisfied?”

“All I ever wanted was a peaceful life,” she murmured, snuggling closer. “And I lost that the moment I met you.” She looked up at him, earnestly. “And it was worth every minute being together.”

He swallowed over a hitch in his throat.

“I want you to get away with me, soon.” Another misstep, he saw it even before he finished the sentence. Sighing deeply he stroked her back. “But let’s not spoil today with talk of the future. Sit with me.”

“We should talk about future. And past. And what does it mean, that you're here now,” she argued.

Bane nodded, a short curt movement of his head.

“Take a seat please.”

She circled him, careful, considering.

“To talk?”

Signature curt nod put her at ease, but not entirely.

“How do you want to do this?” Bane asked. Best to be done with questions swiftly.

“Explain from the beginning. How did you become the man you are?”

“You understand it will take a good while.”

She marvelled at range of emotions clearly visible on his face. Irritation, showing in tensing of his jaw. Delicately flaring nostrils in anger over her persistence. Obviously, he didn't want to hide from her, which in itself was a big theatrical gesture. Probably calculated. Still, she liked it. Appreciated the thought.

Before Helena could answer, her stomach emitted a growl worthy of a prowling tiger.

“I have time,“ she said quickly.

Lopsided grin made her heart melt. How many of those had she missed back at the monastery? Over the years apart?

“Hungry?”

“Rather peckish, yes,” she admitted sheepishly. “I have some soup back at my place, we could go there?”

“No need to relocate, I am perfectly prepared to provide for my guest. If you please,” he said, gesturing towards open kitchen behind them.

Helena sighed slightly and obediently shuffled to a barstool overlooking working station.

“What do you have? And don't think I'm taking you off the hook, you can still speak while working.“

“Indeed,“ he murmured, the sound muffled slightly by refrigerator door between them.

“Indulge me and tell what did Americans relay to you about my beginnings.“

“Later.”

“Humour me.”

“Perhaps later,” she said, watching his hands and stressing the first word. If she looked up her resolve would crumble. “You start, and then we’ll straighten out any doubts and fill up blanks later.”

Bane's hands stilled for two seconds over vegetables. “As you wish. I will give you shortened version, and then elaborate if you find yourself curious about any details. Is that acceptable?”

“Perfectly, yes.”

“Before that, a drink?” he asked, turning without waiting for a reply.

“You're stalling,” she noted dully. “Why?”

He brought out two bottles of beer, handed one to Helena after opening it with his thumb.

She stared for a second, astonished, and then a slow leer creeped on her lips.

“Neat party trick.”

He winked over the bottle at her, as he took a healthy swig.

“Liquid courage,” he admitted.

Helena only arched one brow at that. As if he ever needed that.

Bane went back to chopping.

“I was born exactly fifty one years ago, in part of the world that can only be described as backward and forgotten. My father was a terrorist, mother also, although she would probably use term guerrilla fighter. None of that mattered anyway. She had delivered me in prison, which she was an inmate at. I was to serve my father's sentence, since he was resourceful enough to escape the country before being apprehended.“

His face was blank, as if he recited a passage from a book.

“First five years of my life are a mystery even to me. Sometime then my mother died. I don't really remember her. I was crawling through corners and shadows, until one day someone noticed me, took care of me. But the prison is no place for a child. I killed a man for the first time when I was six.“

Slight smile stretched his mouth on one side, a memory bringing back complicated feelings, not all bad.

“Life in the prison, we called it the Pit, was the only thing I knew until I got myself a teacher. Some priest, imprisoned for god knows what. Pathetic man. I was a teenager by then, and I showed him the ropes. He taught me to read in exchange.“

“I read everything in sight. Every little scrap of junk I had was traded for books. I learned about history and fantastic world of manners and kindness, so foreign to me. The priest noticed my hunger for knowledge, and as I grew he used it to procure more favours from me. He showed me direction in which to study, told me which titles, authors to seek.“

“Then, when I was about sixteen, they lowered another pregnant woman in the pit. Another child was to suffer through its father's sentence. Naturally, I was curious. There were women between us, but the new one was different. She was delicate, proud in a way no one else I saw was. And calm. I couldn't understand how she was so peaceful. Serene.“

Helena observed how his body transformed, moving in softer more careful way, with gentleness she rarely glimpsed before. Now she knew who inspired that in his heart.

“She had knowledge no one else could have. We became friends, and when she finally delivered the baby I vowed to protect the little girl with my life. Her name was Talia. You might know her as Miranda Tate.”

As could be expected, the scribe gasped in surprise. Everyone on Earth knew name of Gotham’s benefactor turned villain.

“When she was four there was an accident. A man who was taking care of her mother, our medic, forgot to bolt the cell they occupied. Left them vulnerable.“ Bane fell silent, processing anew the rage he felt, the horror and despair. “You understand, a woman of this finery at the fingertips of all those people… We were all animals, but some more than others,” his voice trailed, jaw set in an uneasy, angry grimace. “She died soon after.”

“I took care of Talia. As she grew, I taught her everything I knew. Prepared her to escape the Pit. And she did. She did so beautifully, went without any hesitation or regrets weighing her down, like I never could. I made her run and stayed behind myself making sure no one would touch her. On that day I got most of my scars and the pain that later… Well, we’ll come to that. Eat.”

Helena straightened, shaking her head slightly. Bane’s tale was mesmerizing. He seemed mostly detached. Mostly. Whenever he spoke of Talia or her mother every emotion he felt towards them was visible on his face.

With healthy dose of surprise she looked down at the plate he set before her. Simple sautéed chicken and mashed potatoes, with mushroom gravy. Chopped salad on the side. It looked delicious. Tentatively she dug in, after stealthy glance to her left to make sure Bane ate too.

“It’s really good,” she said.

“Why, thank you,” Bane swung another sip of his beer. “Why so surprised?”

“Didn’t think you had time to cook.”

“I make time for important things in my life,” he replied, challenge clear in his eyes. “Besides, it’s hardly a complicated ordeal.”

“Shall we continue with your story?”

“Let’s finish eating first.”

He seemed sad. Helena couldn't make herself press him harder. Gripping fork tighter than necessary, she tried to convince herself the urge to comfort him was natural.

Too soon for that still.

They ate in silence.

At one point Bane moved his elbow slightly too far and bumped Helena's forearm just as she raised a piece of chicken. The look she sent him after eyeballing cross-eyed her soiled nose was devastating.

“Really, Bane?”

“That wasn’t intentional,” he chuckled, leaning over the counter to get a paper towel.

“It’s hard to believe that sentence whenever you’re involved,” she said, sulking.

He scoffed and gently wiped sauce off her face, holding her still with warm fingers under her chin.

“I could do it myself,” she murmured, forcing herself to keep frowning, even after he let her go. Her ears warmed.

“I know.” He tucked back into his potatoes. “Still, the damage was done by me, so it’s only natural I was the one who took care of it.”

Helena glanced at him just as he licked some sauce off his lips. The argument died on her tongue, mind went blank.

“Also, you let me,” he said looking pensively ahead.

When they finished, Bane cleaned the dishes, refreshed Helena’s drink and ordered her to get cozy on the sofa.

She had a little panic attack while he was still busy in the kitchen, thinking over how and where to sit. Should she lay sprawled on one sofa, making him rest separately on the other? Sit, prim and proper, leaving him enough space to recline nearby? Would he even want to? Eventually, she decided to leave a bit of suspense for herself, and curled up in a corner, shielding her legs with a blanket. Sufficiently open, since there was more than enough place beside, but visibly closed off to any contact.

He sat at the opposite side, legs sprawled, leaning on the backrest while nursing his half-finished beer.

“Where did I stop?”

“You know where. Scars.”

“Ah yes. Courtesy of the medic. He tried stitching me up after I was beaten by other inmates. The result you saw. Also, there was pain. A lot of crippling pain. Coincidentally, we had a plague at that time too,” he added conversationally. “I’m not sure how long it lasted. Enough said, when rescue came, I was indifferent to anything but death.”

“Rescue?”

“Talia found her father after escaping. His name was Henri Ducard, a mercenary. Only he became much more than that during those ten long years between Talia's conception and the day she located him. He was known as Ra’s al Ghul, Demon's Head, the leader of League of Shadows.��

Helena would have burst with laughter, if she hadn’t heard that outrageous name before in correlation with Gotham.

“Are you a part of this organization?” she poked tentatively.

“I was,” he nodded. His eyes were glued all the time to the sight outside.

Helena kept observing him.

“I was rescued at Talia's explicit request. Most of inmates were killed during that operation, but some survived. The medic. My teacher. I was taken to League headquarters, nursed back to relative health. It was then I was given the mask. It operated on a volatile, extremely addictive drug. Venom. No idea who thought of the name, but it was very apt. It had unfathomably strong painkilling effect, and also acted as a booster. One of the reasons my muscle mass was so great.”

“It's still not too shabby.”

“I’m a shadow of my former self,” he noted without bitterness. “Both Talia and I were trained in martial arts, history and most importantly - purpose of the League. They discovered my good sides, and honed them to make me a perfect killer. All the time, I could feel Ducard resenting me, for fulfilling fathers’ role in his daughter's life. Eventually, I was excommunicated out of the league over a minor mistake, and had to make a name for myself.”

His head shifted on the backrest, gaze piercing. “I did everything to make people fear my very name. How I got it you might suspect,” he smiled as Helena nodded. “And then I multiplied every cruel deed by ten, and then more still, until I could wait until work came to me, instead of the other way around. I couldn’t see Talia often enough, because her father forbid any contact, so we had to hide well. I had more than enough time to plot, burn, pillage and destroy. Then you happened.”

There was something in the way he said it, that made Helena's heart ache. Timbre of his voice hitched, wistfulness crept between the syllables, reminding both of them of everything that transpired.

“It was only a year. Not even that.” Helena stated. Defensively, but with a hint of resolute determination. She won't be swayed or distracted again.

Bane smiled, looking out to the sea.

“You unsettled me. I never felt the need to experience the so called normal life. You changed that.” He swallowed another gulp of beer, frowned at the bottle and put it away. “But then I had to let you go.”

She wanted to tell him she was sorry, comfort him and smoothen the bitter grimace around his lips. Her hands fisted on the blanket, eyes turned to the sea as well.

“Right after I left the monastery, I got a word about Ra’s al Ghul's death. He was the man who tried to destroy Gotham back in 2008.”

“What?”

“The attack that had mass panic and unexplainable fear, looting and pillaging, the one that ended with a train crashing in the middle of the city? That was him.”

“Oh, shit.”

“Indeed.” Bane nodded solemnly. “Talia came to me pledging to help her take up his mantle as Demon’s Head. So I did. I plotted destruction of Gotham for years, all because little girl missed her daddy.”

The regret was dripping from every word. Helena startled when she looked at him again and saw tears streaking slowly down his cheeks.

“And all that effort wasted anyway.”

Helena’s hand gained its own conscience for a second, long enough to reach out to Bane. She couldn’t touch him, it was too far, but the gesture was enough for him to lean closer and down, laying his head on her legs. For a second she was at a loss, but then instinct and emotions took over and she smoothed her palm through his hair.

Her voice was calm and steady, without hint of forgiveness when she spoke.

“But you would kill all those people without regret, if the bomb would have exploded.”

“Of course,” he admitted. “For the longest time I was forced into the narrative of fighting forces of evil, of corruption, of greed and shamelessness. We were supposed to be the pure ones, the scalpel to cut out the rot.” His fingers played with the thread of fabric before his eyes. “I knew it wasn’t true. Only at the end I realized Talia did as well and she planned to bury us all. To truly rid the world of those who soiled it.”

“What a crock of shit,” Helena whispered.

Bane smiled.

“Wait, but why are you presumed dead? How did you escape that showdown at City Hall?”

“I was preparing the siege itself since early 2009. There were measures I took. We had a hiccup in 2013, which made me think everything over again and make even more preparations in case of any possibility I could think of.” Slow smile crept on his lips. “I can imagine great many possibilities.”

Helena never doubted that.

“For one, I had these cottages built. For you,” he looked up.

Helena’s breath caught in her throat at raw feelings clearly visible there.

He lay back down, tossing slightly to adjust his spine.

“I had hideouts and bunkers in various parts of Gotham. I had redundancies, stashes, contacts and double agents, all prepared. So when all hell broke loose, quite literally because I was hit with a rocket, there were enough resources to hide me long enough. And my men are fiercely loyal, so they never even thought of betraying me.”

There was that spark, steely resolve and a hint of grandeur, the one she saw in full blown flame in the videos from Gotham.

She couldn’t let herself forget he was the same man.

“Good for you?” she managed dryly.

He looked up at her again, confused at her sarcasm.

“They were resources that let me live through an injury that would kill most people.”

Them and an enemy, who turned out to be a friend, he thought.

Helena kept petting his hair, but her eyes were cold, calculating.

“Why are you here, Bane? You have enough hideouts ready for you, I’m sure.”

“I've got no home, no place to think of as a home. And I’m in love with you. Have been for years.”

The effect his words had on Helena astonished him.

She frowned, lips setting into a thin, bitter line.

“What do you expect me to say?” she scoffed. “You leave me without a word for years, even after making sure what I think about you, how embarrassingly often I think about you,” she laughed mirthlessly, ”How I compare every man in my life to you. In every way. God, you goaded me into confiding in you. In Tony the safe friend, the pal who never got too close, the guy who always understood!” Voice rose to a shout she stood up, leaving Bane stranded on the blanket. “And never been there for me in person!”

Angrily she wiped tears from her cheeks, irritated they even were there. She was irate, not sad.

“I made sure you stayed safe and content throughout the years. Doesn't it count for at least something?” he said hotly, straightening up and looking down at her.

“Does it make me indebted to you?” she hissed, raising her chin to challenge him with a stare.

“It makes us connected,” he reasoned, calmly now. Hand he stretched towards her hung for a while in the air, after she reflexively shifted away. “At least I thought it did,” he finished.

Helena shook her head in denial, biting on her bottom lip.

“I need to think about it all. Sleep on it.” She moved to the door. “Will you be here tomorrow?”

Bane nodded.

“Thanks for dinner,” she said leaving.

Before she rounded a corner, she caught a glimpse of Bane running fingers through his hair in frustration.

Well, it was a rollercoaster of a night. If she stayed she couldn't keep away from him and that would cloud her mind. She needed to clear head to deal with that situation.

Tomorrow.

#fanfic #bane dcu #original character #bane #fanfiction #tdkr

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jobremarks-blog · 7 years ago

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How to become a loco Pilot

How to become a Loco Pilot in Hindi

How to become a TTE

HOW TO BECOME A LOCO PILOT.....................

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ROLE OF ASST LOCO PILOT IN INDIAN RAILWAYS

Pilot or a driver in easily understood terms; it is the driver of a locomotive train who is like an eye of the train. He is the one who assists in smooth running of a train thus playing a pivotal role to ensure that people reach their destinations safely.

For more information How to become a loco pilot

Indian Railways are one of the biggest in world and this is the safest and fastest way to reach the destinations in India. Almost all major towns are being connected by network of trains and Railways need efficient loco pilots to maintain and sustain the reliability it gained from the people across the country.

Railway Recruitment Board which recruits all the personnel required for Indian Railways conducts the recruitment of Asst Loco Pilots for various regions every year. It conducts tests to identify the talented aspirant and gives them the opportunity to serve the biggest fleet of trains under prestigious Indian Railways.

Some of the positions available in the Loco running staff category are,

1. Loco Pilot (M/EXP) In charge of passenger trains in the categories of mail and express train of long distance. The loco Pilot has shift till a destination and then return shift back to base station.

2. Loco Pilot (PASSENGER) In charge of passenger trains only of short distance. The loco Pilot has shift till a destination and then return shift back to base station.

3. Loco Pilot (GOODS) In charge of goods trains of long distance. The loco Pilot has shift till a destination and then return shift back to base station.

4. Shunting Loco Pilot is in charge of trains shunting in the station or repair workshop. The shunting loco Pilot has shift in the base station or repair work shop.

5. Assistant Loco Pilot helps the loco pilot in discharging his duty in the journey.

Eligibility Conditions

According to the Railway recruitment board, all men who are a citizen of Indian, a subject of our neighboring countries such as Nepal or Bhutan, or a Tibetan refugee who came cross to India before 1st January,1962 with the main purpose of permanently setting in India or a person of

Indian origin who has migrated from Pakistan, Burma, Sri Lanka, East African countries of Kenya, Uganda the United Republic of Tanzania, Zambia, Malawi, Zaire, Ethiopia, and Vietnam with the main purpose of permanently setting in India and on those person(subject), the Government of India has issued a certificate of eligibility.

An Aspirant, in whose special case a original certificate of eligibility is must, may be admitted to the examination but the appointment letter will be given only after the proper verification and necessary eligibility certificates has been issued to him/ her by the Government of India.

Please do check the latest notification for any change or modification in the eligibility criteria updated by the Railway recruitment board from time to time through the Government gazette.

Age limits:

An Aspirant while applying for the post must have reached the age of 18 years and the upper age must not have crossed the age of 30 years on the date of issue of his notification. Scheduled Caste or Scheduled Tribe, it is up to a maximum of five years. Other Backward Classes who under the Government policy are eligible to avail of reservation, it is up to a maximum of three years. An Aspirant had ordinarily been domiciled in Jammu & Kashmir during the crucial period starting from the 1st January, 1980 to the end of 31st day of December, 1989; it is up to a maximum of five years. In the special case of Defense Services Personnel due to certain situation became disabled in operations in a disturbed area or during hostilities with any neighboring or foreign country or and released mainly due to consequence thereof, it is up to a maximum of three years.

Educational qualification

RRB has prescribed the following qualifications for obtaining eligibility to attend the exam for the post of Asst Loco Pilots which will be conducted across the country.

The aspirant should possess a Matriculation or its equivalent under the 10 + 2 system and Course Completed Act. Apprentice or I.T.I. in any of the following specific trades recognized by SCVT/ NCVT: Fitter/Electrician/Instrument Mechanic/Mill Wright/ Maintenance Mechanic/ Mechanic

Radio & T.V./Electronics Mechanic/Mechanic Motor Vehicle/Wireman/ Tractor Mechanic /Armature & Coil Winder/Mechanic Diesel/Heat Engine/Turner/ Machinist/Refrigeration & A.C. Mechanic or a Diploma in Electrical / Mechanical / Electronics /Automobile Engineering recognized by AICTE in lieu of I.T.I.

The aspirant must hold at the time of applying the certificate from any one of the Universities or institution incorporated by an Indian Act of the Central or State Legislature or other educational institutions which was established by Parliament Act or declared to be in the status of deemed as University under special section-3 of the 1956, Act of University Grants Commission or possesses an equivalent qualification.

How to apply

All the Railway recruitment board issues a notification about the vacancies for the post of goods guard in all the leading news paper and the Employment news. The application format given in them can be used for applying. The same format can be typed in an A4 size paper and used for applying. All necessary documents should be got attested by the gazetted officer and attached with the application. The required number of passport size photograph should be enclosed with the application. The duly filled in application should reach the concerned Railway recruitment board on or before the closing date. The application can be personally dropped at the reception of the Railway recruitment board office or send it through ordinary postal.

Note: medical certificate from the government authorized doctor for ENT and eye have to obtain and it should be attached with the application form. The doctor’s certificate should be of latest that is after the date of notification of this recruitment. Only those aspirants who are declared fit by the doctor can apply for the post of Asst Loco Pilots. Those aspirants who has some or the other medical problems mainly related to the eyes and ears are requested no to apply for the post. A proper eye sight and hearing ability is mandatory for this post.

The envelope containing the application with necessary attachments should be clearly super scribed on top “Application for the Post of ASSISTANT LOCO PILOT” Category No., Employment Notice No, Community (SC/ST/OBC/Ex-SM).

If the post and category no is not indicated on the top of the envelope containing application, the same will not be entertained.

Stages of Exam

· Written Examination

· Aptitude Test

· Document & Candidature Verification

RECRUITMENT PROCESS

The selection process is made strictly as per all India merit list. The recruitment process is based on three stages that are written examination, Aptitude Test and document and candidature verification. The first stage of written examination will consist of written examination covering the area of general knowledge, reasoning, English and mathematics. Those aspirants who successfully pass the first stage are called for the second stage of Aptitude Test. Those aspirants who successfully pass the second stage of the examination are called for final verification of original certificates by the concerned railway recruitment board. Before offering the appointment letter, the aspirant is made to undergo a medical test to be eligible for the post.

Salary:

The salary package for an Asst Loco Pilot will be in the scale of Rs.5200-20,200/-GP -1900, with good opportunity for promotions as per the policies of Indian Railways. The DA is provided based on Basic and running allowance, decided and notified by Govt. from time to time. Education assistance is provided at the rate of 30% of basic for children to cover the costs of fee, books etc. Medical treatment and the Railway passes are provided for self and family members. The post retirement benefits are 55% of the basic pay. Staff quarters are provided. Besides, so many other facilities are provided, i.e. allowance related to outstation stay, accident, overtime etc.

This is a golden opportunity for all the candidates who have done ITI or diploma as a job in Indian Railways has its own charm with lots of benefits like insurance, free travel etc. It not only gives the satisfaction monetarily but it gives a lot of pride being a part of largest fleet of trains thereby helping lakhs of people reach their destinations safely in time which is more than anything else. A career in Indian Railways means a secured and satisfied future in all ways!...

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houstonlocalus-blog · 8 years ago

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T1: Trainspotting, Part 1

Trainspotting was a Euro phenomenon ready to invade America – it smelt like teen spirit but as we all know they who smelt it dealt it.

Trainspotting was a zeitgeist phenom when it premiered in 1996. Flash forward a generation later and the sequel T2: Trainspotting opens locally this weekend. Free Press Houston spoke to director Danny Boyle (Slumdog Millionaire, 127 Hours, Shallow Grave) about his newest film. In an effort to merge the past with the present this interview is presented in two parts: the first part is an interview with Boyle and screenwriter John Hodge that was conducted at the now defunct Italian restaurant Mia Bella on Lexington right before the American release in 1996 by your humble scribe. The second part, which will be posted before the end of the week, was conducted by phone in 2017.

Trainspotters have their own clubs, compare notes, and even feel a chill up and down their spine if they should spy, say, a rare steam-driven train. Kind of like Americans on vacation on the interstate, counting cars, dividing them by make and model. The Boy Scouts give away merit badges for that shit.

Trainspotting has become something of a European sensation. The book by Irvine Welsh started the branch of a literary movement. The book spawned a hit play. And now, the movie, directed by Danny Boyle, who impressed audiences with his audacious debut Shallow Grave, makes it to domestic screens after becoming the second-highest grossing native film in England (after the decidedly less daring Four Weddings and A Funeral). Dealing with a gut level portrayal of heroin addiction the film actually has been embraced by real conservatives as their kind of anti-drug film.

The American release, well mapped out by Miramax, as well as a totally involving CD soundtrack that covers the gamut of classic punk to alt rock to techno, house and rave, will not make or break the phenomenon that is Trainspotting. What audiences will discover is an energetic film with a momentum that becomes a nervous energy, staying with you throughout the film.

Hodge and Boyle sat down with me to compare notes, and as the interview progressed it became obvious we’d seen the same great film. “We work very closely together,” said Hodge who adapted the first draft by hand. “We work as equals,” Boyle added. “It’s easier if you’re not tightly bound, so we stay loose,” Boyle said, referring to his editor, camera crew, art designer, costume designer and lead actor, Ewan McGregor. Where Shallow Grave had a plot driven narrative, Trainspotting relies on character arc and vignette-like episodes. “Unlike the book, the film isn’t a kaleidoscope of characters,” Boyle said.

At one point the film had an Altman-esque Short Cuts script that contained interactions by several characters leading to development of and comment on the story. Subsequent cuts before principal photography, and after in the editing room, led to the story of squalid heroin addiction and redemption as seen mainly through the eyes of Mark Renton (McGregor) with his droogs Spud, Sick Boy, Diane and Begbie providing solid counterpoint. Boyle promises that the eventual video release will include cut-sequences, including one in which Sick Boy recites the entire filmography of post-Bond Sean Connery.

Producer Andrew Macdonald is the grandson of writer-producer Emeric Pressburger, associate with Michael Powell on some of Britain’s finest films. Macdonald pushed Boyle to have a stills photographer on set every day. “‘It doesn’t matter if Danny likes him or not, he’s going to be there and take pictures of each scene,’” Boyle said, quoting Macdonald. “Of course, now I’m so grateful. You turn up in Germany and you’ve got these amazing photographs on the brochure. It looks like the way Seven was marketed in Britain: atmospheric, fascinating, textured, something that draws people into the experience of the film.”

With Macdonald’s producer acumen, Hodge’s medical background, and Boyle’s directorial finesse, it’s easy to see why the trio was sitting pretty on the recent sale of domestic rights to their next film A Life Less Ordinary. The story of a man who kidnaps his employer’s daughter (Ewan McGregor and Cameron Diaz have been signed), A Life Less Ordinary was hotly sought by Polygram, Fox Searchlight, and Miramax. Certainly the trio remembered who brought them to the disco yet managed to please all concerned. Polygram gets certain Euro rights, Fox gets domestic rights, and Miramax has the guys gladly waltzing across the U.S. promoting Trainspotting. A Life Less Ordinary ending up at Fox is also a way of saying thanks to the studio for letting Macdonald and Boyle out of the deal to produce and direct Alien Resurrection. (At one point after the domestic release of Trainspotting, Boyle was attached to the fourth Alien sequel.) “I think that’s entirely reasonable if you take $30 million off some guy you can’t just expect him to fuck himself. You expect the guy to say ‘I don’t want that in my film,’” Boyle said about working for a big studio.

The budget for the Alien 4 franchiser is actually in the $65 to $90 million range, but studio topper Tom Rothman saw Boyle as the person to give the film a new spin. “Despite the fact that the script is a very, very good script – which is one of the things that attracted us to it – we sort of naïvely thought we’d get John involved at some stage and keep our working method intact,” Boyle said. “Directing a film that big is the opposite of the way we work. You have to storyboard a film like that completely before you begin. And the process of working with the actors becomes of minimal importance compared to the other ingredients.

“Partly, we didn’t feel qualified to do it. I can never imagine how someone like Spielberg can entirely storyboard a film beforehand, and completely work off the storyboard, and yet the film is spontaneous and energetic. Certainly for me, the inspiration comes as late as possible.”

Big question: how will American audiences react to Trainspotting’s blatant bathroom humor? Hodge and Boyle laugh if only because many of the sounds from Renton’s encounter with the dirtiest toilet in Scotland came from their encounter with Dumb and Dumber. The English haven’t cornered the market on scatological humor. Boyle explains that junkies “are obsessed with bodily functions; how your body functions, how it doesn’t, how drugs affect your fluids, where you find veins.” While the people in Trainspotting are objectively repulsive, repugnant human beings, Boyle notes, “Your relation with them in cinematic terms is quite seductive.” Boyle had Ewan watch Malcolm McDowell in A Clockwork Orange, and Michael Caine in Alfie, also the guys in Goodfellas.

Trainspotting was lensed in Glasgow even though the action’s set in Edinburgh. The first reel of dialogue was re-looped in part to please the distributor’s fear of people not understanding the thick accents, but mostly to re-mix the music closer to the front of the mix. Yeah, well, even British movie-goers have a hard time understanding the accents, Boyle assures. Perhaps, not oddly enough, the more you listen to Trainspotting the more your brain unscrambles the words.

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