What to do?

'Not again' its what my heart say when asked to make a decision about the future. A similar dilemma occured six years ago in my tenth standard when i was too uncertain about my future. My businessman father was advocating a simple graduation with an MBA to take over his business, But my elated heart ( with my performance in secondary board) was raring to touch new heights .At that time i followed my heart. I can't say that it was the best decision but i am sure i am content and can't blame any one for not giving me a chance to proove myself.
Yet again at this juncture of my life i am again facing the same challenging question. Only difference is that this time stakes are far much higher. it is now or never kinda situation. May be this time i will not get a chance to retrace my steps afterwards.
At this jucture of time it is a real help to hear from the sucessful people
of past time. Guys who once upon a time were in the same shoes as you are now but they capitalized on their opportunities to carve a path of their success and fame. It was the inagural evening of careerz 05 a carrer initiative by the students of iit kharagpur. As a chief guest we had one our alumnus Mr. Sandeepan Deb who is a well known name in the field of writing and jounalism. After graduating from iit and iimc he relinquished his high paying job at ITC to follow his heart and do a job he liked doing most. Here is a part of what i got from the evening and my own opinion about the same.


Majority of people in this world are in to the jobs they do not love.......I think this statement is as true as saying that majority of people in this world are not happy . Although the statement is phenomenal but it can be said to be more apt for a devloping country like india where options are too limited and competition is too fierce for an average person to get into the shoes he prefers the most. People here are too averse to risk rather they are driven by opportunities. Opportunity here is not based on job satisfaction but its based on the prospect of wealth and power in the job.
Its specially evident in the attitude of majority of iitians who have to come up to the huge expectations of their parents and relatives. How often we can find people here preparing for both cat and gre Its too amusing and hard to comprehend as this two are entirely different and non-related field. But people prepare for both just for the sake of increasing their options considering some of common features in their format.
I liked the views of Mr sandeepan deb in which he defined devlopment to be equal opportunity for everyone to realise his potential & prooved that iit is that devlopment platform which is being provided by india to some of his selected guys. & we should capitalize on our luck to realize and nurture our potential in our craved field. There was alot there to discuss agree and reject. Its a good initiative which is forcing me to find what i really crave for and what will make me one of the most satisfied and happy man in this world . There is yet a lot to come from careerz and i think at the end of the day i will comeout to be more confident of my future plans.

post midsem trip

It feels really special to have an outing after stucking long at a place. Same went with us on our recent trip to kolkata. Every time after exams we plan for a far away outing but finally have to appease ourself with a cal trip. This time it was quite different we were in 4th yr and most of our pals in final yr there by unlike other times our strength reduced to just three guys. So it was a small but a coherent like minded group. Although we had no prior plan of sight seeing but inorder to have something out of trip we had a short visit of victoria memorial. A museum endorsing the british raj and vindicating the prosperity and devlopment of the country in their rule. Glorifying each of there notorious commanders without giving a clue of the hidden cruelty and greed behind most of their nasty and heinous endeavours. Anyway it was a good demonstration of the glory and lavishness of white rulers in the poverty stricken british india. After a brief stay and an exhilarating photo session we went to esplanade for a shopping spree.
The rush in the market was awesome but it is justified keeping in the view of upcoming puja festival. We also become one among equals shopping untill our pockets were exhausted to an extent that only return fare remained left. Vallet was empty but heart was still full of cravings but it happens every time i go out for a spree. Finally we ended our trip with a delicious treat at dominos and hurried back to catch the last train back home (kgp).

changes...

Again a long gap... this blogging hobby is getting out of my way but lately the other factor responsible is my inability to share anything due to the placidity of my life this days.
Just as i was thinking what to write about i noticed world had changed a lot since my last blog......The area of influence of heavy rains has changed from bombay to andhrapradesh. Stock market had risen to its all time highest 8500 point index. Poor form of indian team continues with two successive final loss within a month time. huh world is changing at such a high pace and i am leading the same monotonic life
Actually change has come here too but this is a cyclical change which has to occur every couple of months. Yaa.....ur right.. there came exam time again. With it there came a little bit of load in life but this load was just a fraction of what it used to be a year before. This time exam too seemed too be a routine job. There remains no desire to excel them there remain no fear to have them On the other hand they appeared as a welcome change in the otherwise daily routine of classes and other activities

Life goes on ...........

Ages have passed since my last blog. Life is moving at a very slow pace far slower than wat it used to be last year or last to last year. This placidness can be attributed to large reduction in contact hours and my burgeoning disinterest toward studies. This semester i can say i am bunking classes as often as often as i used to attend last semester. I don't know whats the reason behind this metamorphosis but my friends suggest some final/4th year phenomenon behind it. Also recently i have started doing a lot of physical work out which makes my body too tired and my mind too dull to commit and write an entire blog. Watever may be the outcome but my blogging is suffering a lot due to this attitude.
Also a lot of events took place in this long period of nonblogging. New second years arrived and became part of the hall with culmination of their orientation period last night. I still remember the day our op ended. It can be counted as one of the most happening days in my life. After sustaining twenty days of oppression and subjugation i was again on my own. But the next day i found i was not the same person i used to be a fortnight ago. This new person was far more confident and far less introvert than what he used to be a few days before. Interaction with near about two hundred people in a short span of twenty days was a big and effective change for a person who hardly find himself comfortable among strangers. That period was one of the most social period of my entire life and i will cherish it all through my life. Also worth cherishing is the experience of OP as a scenior. This year i found as you become senior your way of taking op also gets mature. Last year i used to enjoy my senior status and used to extract fun out of the entire process. But this year it appeared to me more of a social responsibilty to give back every thing what i got from my seniors. This was again a change which suggested that now i am a veteran of kgp.
Also the other important event which took place was convocation day. As usual a lot of seniors came with a bucket full of experience and tales to share. This resulted in long bhat sessions which cleared some of our conception towards the outside world and helped us in assessing the probable direction of our future. Whatever may be the future but it is for sure that from now onwards our life will change at a rapid pace. I can again see a tunnel full of tests as dark as it used to be in my +2. Only future will tell in which condition i will come out of this dark tunnel. But the voyage will really be tough from now onwards. Lets hope i will keep on going nomatter however tough this going become.

Raining cats n dogs ******N.B.

The first time i heard it, I had to think a lot to find the probable cause of the use of such an obscure expression inorder to depict the heavy rain. Even i had a short discussion with my friends about it.....But we didn't come to an conclusion. A lot of time has passed but still i don't know the reason behind its use But if its said to depict the intensity of the rain ( which i afraid is not true) then be should say its raining bulls and bears in mumbai ( Don't be mislead by its share market analogy bcoj there are only bulls there).... above 800mm of rainfall in a single day yaar its astronomic most part of the country do not get such amount in a whole season. Such an event may be a abberation for mumbai but not for india. India has always sufferred a lot with fluctuating and erratic monsoon. There is flood ina part of country at the same time when the other part is facing acute draught. But after all diversity is what india is known for.
Whatever may be the casuality but with such a monsoon around i again get an urge to know the reason behind the usage of the phrase raining cats and dogs.....So as usual i made a google search and come up a confusing situation. Actually there are many proported reasons for the usage of the above phrase. Some people's derivation is that cats are sayed to have sway over the weather ( its an old sailors myth). Feline meteorological magic, coupled with a symbolic association of storms with dogs, may be the genesis for the phrase. The other arguement is that on account of the notorious inefficiency of 17th-century sewage and drainage systems, the streets of European cities were often littered with debris and dead animals( mostly cats n dogs) after heavy rainstorms. They had to come from somewhere, right? There were other arguements too. But i got bored and stopped digging furthur.
Lets leave out rains... they are just for a time being and everything will be back to normal within a week or so..........but high rain in my region may bear me an advantage in form of a concession in power cut over next summer which has become a typical feature of an scorching indian summer especially in a power deficient state like MP.

Note: Censored ( Only for extremely pervert people who can endure reading anything) Its real crap plz avoid reading it and if u dare to read it again don't blame me for the after effects

Back to Business

Back in kgp It feels good to return back to the den. Also its long time since my last blog.
So coming back in ur 4th year many things do change drastically......... Like u miss a lot all the passout senior guys especially your wingies. Also coming to 4th year seems a short of metamorphosis. It's a year with all the fine aspects of a final year in absence of all the burgeoning loads that a final year guy face. But the situation of idealness arrising out of this features can frustrate u many a times. But taking everything positively it gives u one more year of peace and masti which will be a longity once u r on a job.
So days are passing right fine Enjoying my stuff with long chats about the internship. Just finished "The American Brat" by Bapsi sidhwa. A nice book by the parsee pakistani writer . ITs story of a pakistani girl on his first visit of US who soon get infected by westerlies and soon became an american brat. Its a nice and vivid exposure of all the harsh and eyeopening experiences u go through while adopting to such a drastic change of culture & society. Currently reading The half blood prince . Its coming up nicely and JKR has inflicted a lot of changes in the way the mystry unfolds.

Let's call it a day

Its the end of the year......finally i have finished three years in kgp.......its really soothing.......On a scale i am .6 engineer now.....So it calls for a celebration......but celebration is of other kind, its for the outgoing final years of the wing, going out for a kill in the outside world. May god give them success in whatever field they lay their hands in.
Its realy a great social adventure to live in iit kgp specially for an introvert like me who rarely find himself comfortable making new friends. But hatsoff to social life here with a fabulous hall system and furthur hats off to rk hall for its multi-year wing system. With your arrival in a senior wing of the hall you get a bunch of seniors, to guide you taking important decisions & to put a sense of accountability to the otherwise unaccountable life of a typical kgpian. Its really fun to live with your seniors who are more closer to u than most of ur batchmates. With my allotment to the wing CTE i also got a hand full of such seniors and i too feeling really bad now when they are leaving me.
People come and go, but memories remain. I am sure their memories will always be with me enlightening me to give my best in all the cucial points of my life. But here are the best things about this fellows which i will like to cherish my whole life.

JD: My closest and most dear senior.......As we proficiently put up in iris Buddha by name but baccha in game.....we shared a lot of fights and light moments but he is one of the sweetest guy i have ever known....at the culmination of our association this sweetness become a little bit sour.... but in reality that was just a cosmetic phase which can't be reversed but also can't be put forwarded all the time. However short tempered he may be he is a good friend and a great person

Chandan: Chota sa chutia, its probably the rightmost sobriquet for the most contentious personality of the wing. I was really impressed by his communication skills the first day i met him and till date i adore him in that respect. He is simply uncontrolable in any mood, good or bad he is in. It was really fun to tease him with an AOL tag and specially worth remembering is the incident he broke his leg watching a lass in a railway AC compartment.

Bunka: Another great personality of the wing. This man is really a maverick. He is probabily the most confident person i have ever known and this confidence is what makes him different from any other successful person you meet. Other quality of him i like is his straight forwardness. He is really a tough and irritating person to talk with but a nice person to have around. Sometimes his such a eccentric attitude force me to think of kabir whoas had rightly said "Nindak niyre rakhiyo aangan kuti chabaye bin pani bin sawan nirmal kare suhaye"

PS: Someone who force u to respect him from bottom of your heart. I will probabily like him as my elder brother ( something i regret not having in my life). I know only a small bit of him but that much is enough to truely respect and adore him

good bye time ........its farewell every where

This are the final days of the academic year & its time to bid good bye to many of your seniors cum friends. Every year while sitting in a farewell party i try to contemplate the feelings and emotions of the guys passing out. Every year i find that at that point i can understand it better than what i can a year ago. But there is always a mixed feeling about the place kgp. Just by giving two or three senti farewell speeches you can't get away with a place you have spent four or five years of your life. The most youthful & happening years of your life which had processed you from a potential future to a talented present. Its always a pride to study in an iit and itbeing iitian will always be one of the greatest achievement that every passout guy will have in his CV.
I still wonder what my feelings will be on the day i will be leaving kgp. But it's a long time ahead before getiing to that point and i have to face a lot of troubles and to achieve a lot of acomplishments before the day comes. But its always a special feeling sitting in a farewell ceremony listening to the guys who are leaving you and whose place you imagine your self some years afterwards.
But its a long time since my last blog and i do regret not writing it. Actually a few days before one of my friend asked me why am i not publicising my blog, I contended the suggestion for many days and finally decided i can't do so. Prior to being a blog addict i had surveyed a lot of blogs and majority of them were those, which were used more of as a publicity instict to show off your writing or amusing skills. But i adopted the hobby for the contrasting cause, I want to use it as a platform to express my true feeling & emotions not the one which will please some one and will enhance your fans and friend list. This is the truest form of me and i don't want to make
me public.
Just going through the "fountain head" a classical story of a unconventional architect. Although i didn't fully agree with the feelings and the principals emphasized by the author in the story but i do like the way of writing it. Actually the novel seems to me a little bit out of league of all the best reader i have ever read. I always have an affinity towards the unconventional stuff and i do agree that i am a little bit unconventional in my feeling and attitude. Untill now i have always liked the hidden unconventionality in me I don't know weather it is for a good cause or not. But i like it every bit.
Lets call it a day actually exams are going on and i have to stick to a tight schedule.

Frustness & Addiction

Hey a long time since my last blog...... actually for writing a blog u require some subject & currently my life is going on so monotonously that there is nothing to write about. But there is a second inspiration for a writer in this world that's frustration and we all know that it's a must condition for a good writer or an poet. I am writing this blog just out of my frustness but don't worry i don't have other skills a adroit writer should possess.
Now question arise why i am so frustrated.......any way there is no need for a reason to be frust in kgp. 90% of kgpians remains frust 90% of there stay in kgp.....But today there's a different dimension of this frustness currently I am frust because there are not enough frustmates around Its holi time and everyone is rushing home for as many days as he can manage as many bunk he can......& wat a unlucky guy i am writing a frust blog that can't give anyone anything except frustness.

Let's have a different talk i am fedup being frust and may be my frustness has crossed its threshhold limit. Let's talk about addiction, the second most awesome condition a kgpian has
afinity to. A typical kgpian loves to be addicted by something or other, may be the genesis of the habit is the addiction of book's, that a typical JEE aspirant usually has & a typical iitian must have before entering the iit . But mind you the addiction prevailing in kgp are not as shortlived as there above mentioned counter part On the other hand they are so exavagant that they can move mountains and turn rivers.

There are different stages of your stay in iit kgp and each stage brings with it it's own set of addictions. But there are some addiction that often influence all the stages of life in the campus and in most of this addictions iit kgps LAN takes an active part currently the most common of infliction is that of sops....Oh don't get confused by the saas bahu ramkahani your mother or grandmother are always glued too . But this are the famous western sops that had made a name
in the west and have become the prey of frustness kgp provides.......And whatever may be there TRP in the west they are great hits here..... I am also an easy prey to this inflictions
As a matter of fact i have just concluded viewing 60 episodes of Roswell in a record time 3 days . & thats the reason i am talking about addiction a lot. But believe me this addiction funda works & i have come to an conclusion that they are the only weapon a kgpian has against all the unhospitable and pathetic conditions prevailing here
I too love being addicted and believe me it's much better than to be frustrated

Anger a sweet poison

Anger!!! what a strange state to be behested by god to the world,so tempting to attract anyone, so dificult to control yet too dangerous & extravagant to have. But it had remained a route cause of all the misdoings of this world. My association with this strange & ubiquitous human trait is very long & strong. I don't know weather it was hereditary or congenital but this trait is there in my blood right from the day i have gone social. It has always remain beside me in all my misendeavours.
Anger is something i was always taught to avoid and it is something which i was not able to resist my whole life. Its the main cause of loss of many of my friends even some of my good friends were not able to become close one due to the same anger. But i have never been able to control this selfdestructive anger trait.But sometimes life brings u to a state where u can't get angry because u don't have any thing to loose after becoming angry & this is the state u find what a jerk this anger was. But wats the use of something which has already passed so u decide to control it in the future and u succeed too.But only control has never been a solution, every thing in control is prone to go out of control. So inspite of all your restrain someday this anger manages to overshadow your will and comes out. Leavinga devasting effect to your life and it is the day u wonder why god created this strange thing. May be almighty himself had been in the state of anger while creating it.
Whatever the reason may be quality of controling anger is a virtue which distinguish a successful few from the trivial many

One evening in a taxi and a mall

Driver: sala aaj din hi kharab nikla pure din mein char bar gaadi kharab ho gayi subha se kuch nahin khaya aur abhi udhar tyre banwa kar aa raha hoon aap jo kiraya denge usse daru pee kar so jaoonga
One of us: khali pet daru pioge to mar jaoge
Driver: sahab waise bhi sarkar jinda nahin chodegi achcha he daru se hi mar jaaonga

This was a short conversation with a taxi driver on our last trip to kolkata the way of delivery was so tragic that it predesposed me to think about the incident deeply on my way back to kgp.The centre of my contention were two extreme situations i faced just in a short span of half an hour. Actually at the time of above conversation we were returning from ionox( the biggest and most exavagant mall of kolkata). while our outing at the mall i was fascinatedby the opulence and consumerism which such a malls are known for..... Standard of people shoping there (Especially boy friends of beautiful babes shoping there) and price tag on the products were huge enough to give me an inferiority complex. We were looking complete fool there like a bunch of monkeys in a fairy land. But also there grew a longing to become big and rich in life so that i can also enjoy all the comforts being offered there. Such was the frustration that we left the mall in ten minutes with a confidence that someday we will also be able to afford such a mall as our regular shoping venue.
We boarded a taxi to esplened and did our shoping and we were on our way back to howrah station when the above said conversation happened. The pain and emotions in the voice of that taxi driver forced my thought away from the memory of the ionox and the frustration i faced there. Here i was, contemplating the condition of such a taxi driver and crores of poor people in the country like him It seemed that my life was a luxury compared to there's.This was the second extreme of the country india... An extreme which is far more real then the loftiness of that shoping mall.......An extreme that is seldom talked of when refering india..........An extreme which shows that what the miserable state indians are in..........An extreme which raises a question can india afford such a consumerism and opulence as was there in that mall......

I don't know weather people shoping there were happy or not but it was for sure that this driver was in a very pathetic condition, and if i can envy a person shoping in a mall i should be empathic with this driver too. That fateful night i questioned myself again and again
And i found i was .......
But there was no frustration but sympathy for the poor
no determination to do something for him but only a hollow sympathy
& i gave him the money (whick he may have dranked off) and forgot the whole episode.

There in the train when i contemplated the whole episode It gave me a feeling of guilt together with a hatred against my shelfish attitude. Isn't such a attitude of indians responsible for a third of our population below poverty line.In america an increase of 2% unemplyment is enough to defeat a president in his second term but in india we are dreaming to become a economic power in the world just because a hand full of western jobs are being outsorced in the country. We are happy with our current telecom boom when thousands of indian village don't have a single phone. We are happy to see malls full of lights and grandiuer when a student from rural india does n't have enough power suply to light a bulb and prepare for his examinations.
This two situations were not incidental but were the reality of the country india .....................
A bitter reality which is beimg faced by each and every one of us every evening.........................
But we find our helpless to do anything other than sympathising..........................
I don't know weather there will be a change in my attitude or not but untill such an attitude will prevail in all of us, india will be evaded of realising the dreams it has dreamed off.

Mein Aisa Kyon Hoon

Sometimes i think why am i as i am
The question arises mostly out of my frustration with my poor performance or sometimes is
inantiated by any of my good friends, who never leave a chance to proove that they are the severest critics this universe has ever witnessed. But is this question a valid one and if it is so can it be answered appropriately.
As i believe (but i never follow) every one has got his own qualities and limitations. No one is being behested with all the talent in all the fields.......the converse is also true no one in this world is without a talent. It is mandatory for him to be good in something or the other only difference is that weather he knows about his talents or not. Even being aware of your talent is not enough you should try to harness your best by the talent you possess instead of whining over the qualities you do not have.
Its quite ironic that eventhough i know the answer then too i am confronted by the same question every know or then. This tendency of mine can be attributed to my being a human
and every human has a tendency of dissatisfaction out of himself.
But it can also be said that this tendency is there because i am not enjoying the stuff i am made to do now a days.....Its again depressing you tried hard to achieve something and after achieving that you find that it is not the thing you were craving for.

But at the end of the day i am what i am and nobody can change that and notwithstanding certain down moments i love to be myself and this is the feeling which should always exist after all if you yourself do not like youself how can you expect others to do so. somebody has rightly said Be Yourself because a orignal is worth more than a copy.

A Tantrum to rue off

Sometimes u try a lot but u fail.
Sometimes u think u are the best but u soon realize ur not.
Sometimes u creeve for a thing but u manage to loose it.
Sometimes u want to impress someone but u fail to do so.
Sometimes u do a resolution but later fail to comply by it.
Sometimes u want someone to love u but eventually find he hates u.
Sometimes u want to give someone all happiness u can but u manage to sadden him.
This are the times u think u r a perfect looser but u should know at all this moments
that after all u r a humanbeings.

This is the perfect kind a life a human should have.
He should learn from his failuress.
He should learn from his loses.
He should learn from his heart breaks.
He should learn from his outrages.
He should learn from his breakups.
He should learn from his misendeavours.
after all this are the incidents that makes this life a book to learn from.

Where there is a failure there is a chance of success too.
Where there is a heartbreak there is a chance to make up too.
where there is a breakup there is a chance of an affair too.
Where there is a imperfection there is chance of a perfection too.
Whereever there is a longing there is a chance of satisfaction too.
after all this is how a human being learns.

(IS any body reading i am sorry for such a bogus poem actually i am not an articulate writer, infact this is the
first poem i have ever written that too in such a frantic state i am so i hope u will not mind after all its how life goes)

Springs gone it's cold again in kgp

It's very frust time.................. there is dispondency every where........spring is retreating...........
as if heart is rhyming ABHI NAA JAO CHOD KE KI DIL ABHI BHARA NAHIN........................
It's the end of SF2005.Its time to come back to your own, as if every thing was a beautiful dream which perished away after the end of the deep somber.
from tomorrow the same monotonous life...same boring lectures by same senile professors same labs........ same proxies & same bunks..........But it is how life goes
But overall sf was a fun...... a bit different this time .........a bit matured but a bit less
demanding too. The special attraction of the fest was the beautiful new sf arena which was
looking like a real village with stalls in form of huts and desi khat to sit at.That was a creative innovation from the sf team and they deserve credit for it. Also spring fest is known for its star nites This time there were some of the rocking performances by parikrama, Indian ocean & strings. Parikrama show was happening but performance was a little bit dismal this time keeping in view there last show back in 2003. Anyway they rocked every one
and gave a beautiful kickstart to the fest.
But the grand rocker of the fest was the string group their music was really awesome intrspersed with indian oldies song and accasional indo pak sento from faisal gave the show a lot of admirers. Especially awesome was waiving of thousands of mobiles all over the toat giving a beautiful view of waiving of torches also there were laser lights there profusing an electricity to the croud.Hey faisal may the freindship prevail and we get to hear u live again and again. I also enjoyed the show by indian ocean, although they were void of many admires but there may be many like me. I was really fascinated knowing that its lead singer is an iit kanpur graduate and had reliquished his excellent job to form the band and fulfill his hobby. it's really nice to have such guys around.
Also i enjoyed a lot flirting here and there. Although i never got a success notwithstanding one two antakshari session with girls, its other matter that there boy friends were with them. But i found number of guys proposing gals but never found guts to even think of it. I think i have to take a lot of tips from this guys........overall the fest was a fun and i enjoyed it a lot... But there is no time to think of it now........O' my god it's late night and i have to attend the early morning class

Good bye sf. C u there in 2005

it's spring time in kgp

this is spring semester,also spring is about to come in kgp.It's january the best moth of kgp life because it is the month when spring fest is being organised.Spring Fest the sociocultural festof iit kgp is the only time of the year when kgpians can say with confidence that there are enough girls on earth & they have not yet fled back to mars.It's the time when the sleepy campus rises to give a grand ovation tosome of prominent master's of music.It's the only time when u can enjoya disco in kgp.It's the time when sun never sets in kgp.More of all It's only time when kgp seems liveable & such a time is about to come........Let's hopefor the best in this Sf. Also a prominent event happened,for the first time i acted in aplay it was a hindi play called "Ek Tha Gadha" It was the story of a nawabwho is the biggest fool in the world but yet think himself to be the wisest.All over his kingdom there is rule of sycophant's who always keep on buttering this nawab and praise him for all the foolishness he does.I was in the role of a Chintak,one among three dearest & most foolishsycophant of nawab.Play was delivered well keeping in view of the fact that almost all the actors were on stage for the first time. It also won a silver in the competitionI look forward on taking part in more plays in the future.I have growngood liking for drams and wonder why i never took part in them in the past.But it's better late then never.

welcome 05 good bye 04

Its party time new year has come............. Its time to say happy new year after the drastic ending of last year let's hope new year will bring peace and prosperity to the world.....
Looking back at the last year it was a big one but more of a maggu one i accept that most of my time had gone in attending classes and studing but lets hope new year will not be as harsh.

It's the new semester too & it seems to be less hectic but more boring then the previous ones . also it is loaded with an additional burden of a project which brings u entirely on the mercy of the professor. But i have got e-auction as my project area so i can hope myself to be avnish bajaj in making just kidding....But right i am in very ironic situation last semester i got a decent sgpa that soared my cgpa to its best ever point but then too my dep rank diminished by 2 positions that too when it matters the most.i am in a confused state weather to cry or laugh.....But man why am i discussing it here...

my Vacation was as good as always enjoyed ghar ka khana a lot and now missing it too much. I sometimes pray to god to give me a ugly wife provided she should be an excellent cook. But the second thing i enjoy a lot at my ease time is reading books. Recently i completed two books.

First one was "The Negotiator" By Fredrick forsyth a nice thriller a typical forsyth kind and u know i am great fan of him. the story is that of a man behested with a responsibility of negotiating the release of the son of american president who has been abducted by some mercenaries being hired by a chauvinist & magalomaniac business tycoon who want liberal president to relinquish his presodency to a much conservative deputy in wake of mental trauma caused by his son's death. In the later part hero being blamed responsible for the death chase out the all villian in a typical forsyth manner.

Second one was " Suitable Boy" By vikram seth one of the most clasical novel i have ever read. The distict way of expressing each and every detail is the seth's speciality which holds any reader to the book. Also amazing are the numerous characters in the story most of which resemble one or another man in our real life. The story was quite normal stuff that of a girl lata & search for a suitable bride groom for her. But story interspunned with numerous characters narrating the political & sicioeconomical condition of newly born independent india was worth scintilating. It is a must read book that has an ability to tie any reader to itself

What if i may have been there

What a scene it may have been????????
What might i have done ?????
Weather i might have survived or lost in the lap of the mighty ocean??????
What might i have expected others to treat me like in case i may have escaped death????

This were the obvious questions which came to my mind when i imagined myself in the place of a tsunami victim. Long since i came to mybeing, i have fanatised myself enjoying myself in a beach house. Living with the waves & enjoying the beauty of sunset & sunrise in the sea were other benefits which had always made me envy of all the people living by the sea. But recent tsunami accident had about turned my perception. Why only me rather i should say it has shuddered whole world & i think that this may be one of the worst or who knows may be the worst accident in my entire life time.Its very ironic how the very same people who had always derived there livelyhood from the ocean were drowned to death by their own nurturer. How can nature be so cruel. How can god be so careless ( in case he is there).

But it's how the life goes where there are troubles there are escapades too but at this moment of grief it is heartning to see the whole world promising a grand relief. Every one is giving what he can magnimasly But what percent of the grand promises will be respected no one know but it is for sure that how grand relifit may be it can't relieve every one of his grief....... The echo of the incident will be heard for a long long time.......... But at this moment we should do what our beat we can so that when remembering the accident we can say that we have done what best we may had.

Half The Battle Won Other Half Yet To Win

Looking in retrospect just a few years before.......to me being an iitian was a dream to pursue It was the utimate passion fueling the desire to work hard......... to proove yourself ...........to show the world you deserve it ........... Time elapsed and dreams were fulfilled but desires remained back. The starving hungry desires with nothing to fuel them.
It was the end of another semester at iit kharagpur......I were quiet happy not because i did well in the exams but because it marked the end of one of the most horrible semester in my kgp life.Here i was enjoying the peace & planning my winter break, then i came to read the status message of one of my fellow mate which read as "Half The Battle Won" this line was there to say that i had completed half of my stay in kgp but i was not amused.Rather i was exasperated to guess the most appropriate completion of the above mentioned comment which read as Other Half Yet To Win...............What was the cause of this exasperation i don't know myself......Was it the mere fact that i have yet half of my stay due at this place...... what did that mean......... I have always liked the place kgp .......but why i don't want to stay here more .......... why i don't .......Do anybody has an answer to it.... may be the answer lies in the state of the same desire which is starving due to lack of fuel to consume.............. It is the same desire to proove my self............to show the world that i deserve much more then what i am getting.....................
I sometimes do think that .....Is this the same state that i had contemplated for while giving my best effort to get into this institute.........But then i had never thought of the things which i will have to do here .......i had always fancied the accolades and rewards which would be accompaning me after i will clear the jee. But i had never ever planned my aims and objectives after joining an IIT........ That is the reason why i am aimless and passionless now that is why i don't have something to fuel my desire to work hard this days......This was the conclusion i draw upon after my above mentioned moments of restlesness
I don't know how much furthur this state will remain how much furthur i will wander restless in search of a passion to fuel my desire but i hope to break the zinx soon before there is nothing left to do ..................

IIlu Kiske Bap Ki RK RK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hi!!!!!! guys just celebrated the best diwali of my life. Eversince my childhood i have got great craze for this festival. It's most prominent festival there in our part of the country and being from a business family it's most celebrating moment of our year. Its having a great pomp and show unlike the other indian festival and best part of the festival is ofcourse the tradition of bursting crackers which i use to enjoy emmensely in my childhood days, But As i grew up my fantasy of crackers got away instead i begun to like diwali for the tradition of lighting diyas which i found best thing to do while celebrating. But two & a half year back when i landed at this sleepy rural town of kharagpur & got aquainted of the tradition of illu here. I was completely aghast to find out how grand and exuberant tradition of illu is keeping in view of all other mediocre and below standard practices being followed here so i decided to wait and watch what happens. When illu time came i worked a lot in making it a success, but inspite of best effort of our hall president and tireless effort from many guys we were not able to mach the expectations. I was very much upset What a nice diwali it was!!!!! nothing in your belly and ur wandering to see the ruins of other halls which were giving the same feeling as if inspecting a ruined city after a nasty devastation. But when we reached Rk where by chance it was about to begun and judges had just entered the erena i was quiet amajed by the twenty foot chatai which was placed 10 feet above the ground depicting krishna and arjun on there rath with 7 horses it was really awesome
the whole theme based on various incidents in mahabharat with central high chatai dipicting the epitome of whole theme it was really worth appreciating. After watching the view i got just a single want i wan't to be in this hall . I don't know what lead to the thought but i was completely aghast by the effort they have put to do that and i am sure the same would be the case with any guy having same traditional sense like me it was really awesome. May be god heard my prayers and i was alloted rk hall and there came the time i was waiting for. I found that illu work here was highly organised each and every thing done was well planed and done in best possible way. It was also very motivating to see the tempo of final years who worked whole heartedly to ensure that work get completed as planned and with all the perfection. I was alotted a chatai with two final years and four of us working on it. The chatai was depicting draupdi chir haran with lord krishna rescuing her reputation.We did our work very well and our grand structure was placed on time every thing was going on with perfectly.
The fateful day arrived when we were about to get fruit of all hard work being put on by us . But our luck bluffed for the first time in my life i experienced rain on a diwali day and illu was postponed to the next day.Next day also weather was not clearly but illu started amid a lot of uncertainity. It started with rp and they put up an excellent show but when it came to our turn it started dizzing & to our distress wind started blowing we were not able to lite our diyas even lited ones were blown off by the wind. Our loss was decided and we can't do anything other than waiting for humiliating roars of the rival winner hall. That was the worst thing to have especially when u were expecting gold and u have done ur best for it that was the worst thing luck can do.On that day after hearing the winning roars of rp hall ( traditional rival of rk) i decided not to work in any illu ever. Time passed and we came to third year all the grey experience of last illu were eroded but the decision not to work again was still as fresh as it was a year before. This year illu was very close to endterm examination that furthur lead to my disinterest in the whole affair. But as the work begun i began to remember the good experience of last illu. How we use to do a lot of masti the whole nite and was there for the class at 7.30 morning. Then i began to think that it has given m e enough memories enough good moments which were a lot compared to unglorious defeat. I found that illu was worth it & inspite of the defeat it had given a lot to the social life of the hall. Then i also remembered the rk illu two year before which had made me to crave to be part of such a glorious show. In the end my decision changed and i started working in the illu. We were alloted a chatai this time it was depicting meditating buddha under the famous tree. this time i will not say that i worked to the same extent as i did in my 2nd year but atleast i put on some effort in it. again the envitable Dday came, I were againt enthuthiastic but this time i were well aware of the luck factor and its role on the outcome but there was definitely a thought that every day is not sunday. And our prayers not remain unheard this time luck factor appeared to be with us.We were able to lite our whole structure & it was looking damn sexy man especially the center 20 feet high chatai depicting lord vishnu in sheshnagsayiya with laxmi. The moment i saw it i got in love with the scene and the same time i knew we will win it this time we will do it. Inspection by the judges was over & it was time to celebrate ur hardwork & to wish ur friends a very happy diwali which was indeed a very special one with thousands of diyas lighting ur garden and mighty figures depicting the grand tradition of iit kgp and saying in loud
illu is worth it !!!!!!! illu is worth it!!!!!!!!!! Finally time for result came traditional rivals rk rp were congregating opposite each other hopoing for the best. Also there were 10 rasgulla pots which were meant to be distributed to the winners & runnerups. among the pots there were some unlucky ones who were about to be given to the runner ups ( Damn loosers in kgp context) Unlucky because no one will savour a single of them and will we fetched to mess workers the next day. Other were the fateful few who were meant for the winners & will be eaten amid a very jubiliant & apetiting atmosphere.Finally the judges came for the thing that matter's the most. For the first time i was watching a typical college scene in kgp all guys shouting and passing on comments with authorities unable to control the mob. Then there came a wining smile from the RP's gsec gymkhana who was having a look at the result taking advantage of his position and our all hopes were shattered. Some of us returned back but i stayed as if i was saying it could not happen again this time. Then the result announcement started and in sequence announcement came 2nd prize for illuminition goes to rp and whole rk was shouting like anything .We were hugging each other and were about to attack our share of rosgulla. It was time for celebration, time for avenging the last years hard defeat. It was one of the most ecstatic moment in my life. We were all over the kgp with traditional tempo shouts of "illu kiske baap ki rk rk . Rp ke Ch...e hakke bakke . Rp ki le li zig zag zig zag" etc etc.
IT was really amazing i wondered what better a diwali can be celebrated.
Long live the Tradition of illu............... Long live the Win of rKThis tradition rocks man and i am sure we will repeat the same win next year when we will be there to defend the trophy and will have very sweet & everlasting memories of this years illu deep embedded in our heart with a deep longing from within to repeat the same glorious win & celebrate the tradition of illu at its best.

It's Nothing Personal, It's all about business

Hi guys a long time away which infused a lot of changes like weather has changed to somewhat cold and end semester timetable is out giving out a loud message "it's time to study.....so on your table and get started"................ But man!!!!!!!......... who is listening????????? As i see no one ...... all are in a strong grips of grand & exuberant kgp mania called ilu. Hey don't be confused by the abbreviated love proposal from the movie saudagar.It's nothing about romance but it's all about tempo & masti. It's kgp's unique way of celebrating the festival of deepawali. Right now i don't have enough time to describe it but it will be explained in my next post.
For the first time in my life i have got a thought to go abroad .It happened after watching the complete series of Apprentice on Lan.Watching it I was amazed by the exuberant living of the west. I also appreciated their way of managing business & follow the well selected principles being practised there. Apprentice is a reality tv show being aired in America which is nothing but a 15 week job interview for a high profile executive job with Donald Trump's company. Trump is a very rich and one of the most successful businessman in america who deals mostly in real state. He has numerous enterprises like golfcourses,casinos,hotels etc which are extensively shown during the course of the show. Initially there are 16 candidates in the game, who are the selected among total of two lakh applications.This are the people from all walks of successful people ie ranging from those who have very renowned educational & professional qualification from best B-schools to those who have barely passed high school but had lead & grown successful enterprises of their own. Participants are divided among two teams with eight participants each. Both the teams are given a task to perform each week, acording to there performance in the task winning team wins a reward and loosing team has to go to boardroom where one of them(who is considered to be the weakest link in the team & cause of defeat) has to be fired. Actually for each task a project leader is forwarded by the team who is always considered to be partially responsible for the lose.After preliminary discussion he is asked to select two members of the team whom he consider to be most responsible for the defeat.After it there is a fierce session of accusation and explanation among the three and the weakest one is fired by the trump himself.
This was for the first time that i had seen how politics play an important role in a successful manager's life. And for a smart manager he should know how to turn the wrong attention from himself & how to fight all odds before even they had arrived ie how to plan for the odds in advance.