1 Year @ Work

Today reminds me of the day I got placed. The ecstasy and jubiliance of the first job was simply unbelievable. I was on the top of the world and everything else was just brilliant. A young grad fully tarnished from the 5 years of countryside existence but still confident of his potential and accumen was rejoicing his maiden launch into the outside world. Perk was healthy, parents were happy and so was the young grad, still oblivious of the outside world and the complexities out there. Time passed as usual the grad left his street and came out fighting. More time passed and one day he is greeted by his manager with an appreciation letter ( Nothing fancy just a copy paste thing ) for the successful completion of his one year of association. And here he goes with the sweet/bitter memories of past year and its impact on his career.
Being a data analyst i can say a year is too short a span to infer about ones standing but it surely acts as an harbinger of the future. Today when I compare myself to that celebrating young grad a mischievous smile comes to my face. This smile is for the jubilance of the ingenuous grad who is completely unaware of where he is heading to. It is for his confidence which shows no bar. A year into real world had taught him emmensely and transformed his outlook completely. Today he looks slightly overweight (with a slight tummy ) and many year older. He is capable of affording most of the things in the world and is least worried about the big bucks in life. But the overwhelming enthusiasm and confidence is missing somewhere. He is a realistic now who knows his strengths and limitation. He is aware of the outside world and chalenge it poses before him. He is well aware of the fact that there are somethings other than accumen and hardwork which defines someone's success. In a way he is an experienced man now.
But he looks much worried today..perhaps he is finding the present world much shorter than his imagination. Perhaps he is thinking of expanding his horizon and move on to some wider world. Will he be able to do that is still a Big Question Mark........

This Will Stay With Me Forever

Don't know why I didn't read it before but i must admit It turned out to be better than best of my expectations. Heard and read a lot about this book but never made my mind to try a romantic one. But now I know Love Story by Erich Segal will always be counted as one of my best read ever. Was really disappointed after finding out that it is just 125 pages..Do not remember last time when i read such a short book..But if i have a metric to count, the per word entertainment with this book will outnumber all of my previous read.

They had nothing in common but love. Oliver Barret IV a rich sporty harvard bloke get into love with Jenny Cavilleri a poor redcliffe music student. It sounds like an ordinary story of a cheap bollywood flick But what makes it great is narration. I totally agree with one of the review which say "Beautifully Written.....Profoundly Moving".

"Love means not ever having to say you are sorry"

The Rain Maker

It was pleasant to have two consecutive weekends off... After such a horrible schedule, it seems that at least for a while peace has again peeped into my life..Got some time to start a book last weekend and finished it this afternoon..It was nice to be back among books.. my closest companions.

It was The Rainmaker from John Grisham..A compulsively readable work with good pace and lively characters. He is a young rookie lawyer just out of a graduate college (like me :) ) and has been fired even before his graduation because of an acquisition of the law firm he got placed to (I was sometime on the verge of a similar fate :) ). He tried a lot to get a job, but was betrayed by everyone around. These betrayals lead to some avenging incident and he found himself a culprit, in an arson case. The fate forced him to take shelter of a notorious lawyer, with underworld links, and FBI all set to have a go on him. There he met an experienced paralegal who has managed to flunk his bar exams seven times. They both decide to go independent and start a firm of their own. They have some of the cases they stole from the underworld lawyer and a bad faith case against a big insurance company. He rises to challenge this firm with an experienced and renowned group of lawyers and big bucks to defend them......A must read for those who love detail narration and court trials.

2007: A Look Back

When i look back at year 2007 I feel Whao!!! what a year !!!.. Probably one of the most happening year of my life..With full of Ups and Downs..Full of Masti & Dhamaal...Full of Hellos and Good Byes...Full of Hard Work and Chill Outs..What else you want just in a year.

Year started on a happy note with a bonfire GPL session by dual degree RK ..Thanks guys those bumps will go down very well in my memory lane.

Jan and Feb were too chilly..had a wonderful time when all the friends got placed. Will always remember the final semester for never ending bhaat sessions and treats.

The second half of the semester was quiet hectic .I was really busy with optima, DTP and farewells . Also there was always a feeling of longing and nostalgia all around..with all the guys trying to make the maximum of the last days and treasuring as many memories and dvds as they can. DTP went too fine and the final semester results were just rocking. With an ex in DTP and grand viva I secured the highest sgpa of my engineering studies. Missed the silver medal by a close margin.. Magaal you won..But i gave u a good fight for your money. Also the main attraction of last month in kgp were long walks around the campus with magaal and diggi..and the Vikramshila top chilling. Hey those were the best days of my life.....

Unexpectedly the Seperation with kgp was quiet painful..Especially when your friends start departing and you go around the campus and find a lot of places you took for granted till now but just a single thought of seperation from them was good enough to make you sad..I will always miss the Nescafe opposite to indu, the cheddis, Chillies, billoos..Gol Chakkar ..Scholars avenue..Kgp Gym and what not..The entire KGP...If any one now asks me how was kgp..I simply reply it was a paradise..I will always miss you kgp...

Seperation with kgp was followed by a long stay at home...It was great to be with parents for so long a time and to some extent help them in there work..Don't know when will i get the next opportunity to do that. The second half of the Home stay was quiet stress full. With lot of rumors about your future work place around and nothing much to do you can not manage to live in peace..But the episode taught me a number of things which will again enrich my experience.

After a long wait finally the joining date arrived... Found the workplace much cooler than what i expected.... It was a new beginning... First month went away in training although was much peaceful than it sounds...Did not got much work just after the training...I was almost on the verge of give up when the staffing happened and i was on a project.

Considering the fact that i was almost lukkha for past two months it was great to be on a live project..But soon the work pressure increased and i found myself really busy after a long long time...There is nothing much to share about after that day...

I am back

It has been ages since i blogged...As the last post suggests it was about a year back...The past year has been full of ups and downs for me..It taught me a lot about life and i am sure what ever i learned will guide me all through my life. But probably not blogging was one of the down aspect of the year. Now let me make my first new year resolution..In this year i will regularly blog and will nurture my writing skills...Picture Abhi Baaki Hai Mere Dost!!!!!!!!!!

Peacomania.....

"Yeh jo World hai naa World yahaan do type ke log hote hain.... ek jo peace nahin milne par load le lete hain.... aur doosre wo jo load lekar hi peace mein rehte hain"

I am yet to find the type i belong to.

Not a lot before i used to count myself in the first category and after getting a job this awareness led me to dream of a full semester of enjoyment with nothing serious to do..but a lot to experiment and explore. My life was sailing in a placid sea on the boat of my dreams..was having a great time with numerous pasttimes like

Playing Cards ( World's most amusing and addictive game.. for the fellas who know that please be away and for the ignorant ones plz do not give it a try)

Playing RON [Rise of Nations]...My second addiction from the so called strategy game kity First one was AOE that to0 a long long time ago.

Watching Movies TV-Series and Blah Blah Blah.....

It have never been a hard worker... atleast certianly not in iit..But the last twenty days i was at the height of unproductivity. to quote someone who said.

" Saale aaj kal tu karta kya hai bus mess jaata hai aur room par pada rehta hai, Poore din room par karta kya hai"

Hmmm an interesting question....

But everything went into thrash as i woke up one day and my infatuation with peace got a serious second thought....

It is someday ( May be Mon Tue or Wed but certainly a day)

near around 12.30 PM i was in a sound sleep...and some body knocked.... knocked..... and knocked again..... I grudgingly woke up with a sure plan to knock this guys head off. Opened the door knob and here he was........ commenting and making fun of my current schedule with a tinge of fiction and mockery....to my rage.. although a dear friend but he was considerably the laziest person i have ever seen in my life....and here he was making an exemplary comment and vindicating the rusting power of a job.

oh god it was very frustrating who the fuck are u?? and sevral other thoughts got to my mind but there was also a realization....
this was not the end of the night mare but prooved out to be the first in the series of several eye opening incident i experienced that day.

the most dreaded one was

After brushing and free of all my early morning activities i was on my way for breakfast ( although a lunch for everyone else at this hour) and i met another freind...One who is obsessed by his obesity and usually do go for run (sometimes with me) every evening to get his belly a bit down..

Aur bey nitin kya haal hain
Lagta hai Gym jaana Band kar diya hai yaa phir mess ka khaana bahut bhane kaga hai
tu bhi ab hamaari league mein aata jaa raha hai dost ( giving a slight hint of my protruding tummy)

I was aghast..it was the last league i ll like to get into .... I looked at my tummy and back to his face... pulled my belly inside..tried to make it as tight as possible..and gave him a glance to see feel and rethink...

But he was too clever to be fooled by such a plebeian tactic.. now he garnered the support of everyone around and roared with a conviction...

"Yaar tu ab kuch bhi kahe but ye to reality hai"

And I knew it is........ and here came the load which predesposed me have a rethink about the type i belong to

With all this realization got in to a serious aatmchintan..where i am heading to...Is this my typical self or am just wearing a facade to follow the common mass belief and tradition.

This post is one of the first step to come out of that dilemma and is also the first creative stuff i have done in the last three weeks... I ll keep u updated with my future plan of action..so plz do
visit me often and leave some comments too.

Every morning in Africa, a gazelle wakes up.
It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed.
Every morning a lion wakes up.
It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death.
It doesn't matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle.
When the sun comes up, you better start running.

zzzzzz..........

A lot has happened in my life since last April. First of all had an awesome summers in the wonderful city of Mumbai. Then went home for a brief stay which was also exceptionally a great one. And now finally back in kgp in my final or more precisely superfinal year struggling hard to achieve one of my long time goal. It has really been the most happening time since JEE days. But didn't got much time to write a lot during these days. May be it will be justified to take a pretext of busy schedule but i know i might have continued it with a little time management and conviction. But sometimes you find your self in such a dramatic situation that everything seems to be like a fantasy. In such situation u loose confidence in every one and simply try to make ur self as private as u can. And some fateful day u come out of this fanatasy and find yourself in the same old world. This transition is often too painful and it takes some time to recover fully. I don't know how much i have recovered but i am trying at my best.

Alas I am in final year !!!!!!!!!

Just got to attend preplacement talks by two very eminent organisations in the last two days. They were very informative as well as interesting too. But the most interesting development of them was my ascension to final year. This was for the first time i had found myself in my final year. This realisation brought with it all the anxiousness for the future which is going to be moulded in this final phase of my iit stay.
What course will it follow ??? Will i be rewarded for all my hardwork and inteligence?? or will i be punished for all my lousy jobs and carelessness??? Several such questions are haunting me now. Situation has worsen with my past experience which has always seen me faltering in my strongest front and using the weaker one to compromise with an intermediate path.
Will the same fate continues or my lady luck is on its way....I don't have an idea yet. But i believe this is the hightime i start preparing for my next move or rather i should say abackup for my failure in the ultimate goal i am upto. i have always been short in luck.but Probably this is the time i hedge this luck to have various exotic options in the exigency.

Never mind....It's Holi

Wish you a very happy holi......The strangest and gayest of all indian festivities. In my childhood I learned that all the hindu festivals prevalent today were earlier divided among the four categories befitting the four different caste during vedic days. According to the belief Rakshabandan was a festival of brahmins, Dusshera that of kshetrias, Diwali of banias and holi that of shudras. The common conduct observed during the celebration, was a derivative of the culture of the respective caste the festival belongs to. But In modern indian calendar every festival is celebrated by all the communities with equal joy and enthusiasm. So this is the reason why we have so many of festivities uniformly interspersed throughout the calendar.
I didn't agree with the classifcation of festivals according to different caste but i can surely classify the festivals according to the kind and character of the people they lures the most. Thinking that way Rakshabandhan can be said to be the festival of a brother & sister and the mystic love between them. Huh in my chilhood it used to be the only day of the year when we guys (me and my lil sis) used to escape a fight. Diwali in that way is for pretentious people with a great love to pomp & show. Dusshera is for those with a passion for violence that is probably the reason for involvement of so many of RSS members in the festival. At the end comes the beautiful festival of holi which is meant for down to earth fun loving junta. It is a festival of community which can't be enjoyed sitting back in your home or room. Its the festval which convert foes to freinds and strangers to aquaintances.
Kgp with a huge student community has a old and strong tradition of celebrating holi. Here sun rises too early on the day of holi and it comes with a big dose of fun and love which makes it a memorable day in your life. Its the day to loose control and do what ever you like doing and can't do it in the so called civilized world. Its the day to amble around the campus with literally nothing on your body. Its day to forget all your loads and commitments with a big dose
of bhang. In short it is the day to celebrate your life with all the colurs of youth and enthusiasm you have.
So lets come and celebrate this beautiful festival of colours and plz remember do not mind
anything as its Holi........Bura Na Maano Holi Hai.

So its already 2.o0 Pm on holi eve i can hear a loud sound of uproars from the nearby wing So it will be prudent to change into old attires and let the water raiders do whatever they want. once again a very happy holi to all...Ke rang barse..........

Sprituality for everyone

Sprituality umh!!!!!!! a very contentious but a boring thing to talk about. How often i find people mostly those who are disappointed by the harsh vagaries of this life taking asylum with a spritual organisation or other. Currently number of organisations like Art of living, escon. rK mission etc are booming over their expertise in calming the restless minds of the workomaniac inhabitants of this hyper-modern world. You just do a google search for art of living and you will get the exent of the charismatic influenze of the highly adulated founders of these organisations.
In my case i also got numerous offers to join one of this group . Infact my reserved nature and traditional insticts do make me highly vulnerable to such an endeavour. Even many a times i have been coaxed by some of my friends to join such an organisation. Infact in a case one of them was so inspired to rope me in that he ended up wasting an entire afternoon just to explain me the positive effects of this so called spiritual organisations, At the end i had to show him the door to end our over exteded arguement which had gone to the extent of clamouring and fighting. Although the person here was a dear friend and a nice being but i can't just waste my 1000 bucks and a week time for some fraudesters promising to give me the calm and peace in such an eventful and enjoyable life. This can also be said to be an quintessential policy of such a organisation they leverage over the contacts of the follower to increase their base and influence. This followers publicise the vitues of this organisation and try to get as many freinds as possible into the cartel. Its a good publicity instict. Even u can find spritual soveniers, keyrings, calendars etc which are used as an publicity material for the organisatons.
So I should say till now i was unfazed by this sprituality boom. I had always maintained that sprituality is not my cup of tea. For a person like me getting his life governed by the instructions of some other person is almost impossible. Niether i have enough perseverance and nor required temprament to survive their long lectures and prayer session. But then i came to read a book which changed my entire perception about indian sprituality.
Book is tiltled "A monk who sold his farari" by Robin S. Sharma one of the most renowned spritual and leadership guru of North America. It is an inspiring tale of a famous lawyer who sets for a life changing odyssey inorder to get out of his unbalanced and over-demanding professional life. There in India he founds all the calm in life and promises his guru to spread his newly gained wisdom with as many people as possible. Here is what entire plot of the book is based upon the lawyer dictating his first hand spritual experience with one of the colleague and closest friend. It is a wonderful fable which do mock on us and tells us the worth of the forgotton spritual wisdom of ancient indian monks. Its a little bit ironic of me enjoying the praise and influenze of indian sprituality from a foreign book when i had outrageously rejected it as a farce back home.

Happy New Year Nitin

So here comes one more year and there goes another one. Later can be said to be one of the most placid year of my life. When my friends were struggling to have some positive gradient in their career graph I was in a perfectly peaceful state with a lot to enjoy and nothing to worry. So this makes effective outcome of last year pretty low and as it is always said Past time never comes back so with the dawn of 31st december 2005 i have wasted one complete year with nothing much to carry forward.
But here comes one of the most happening year of my career. This year will reward my carrer with both direction and dimension. And i am quite sure the productivity of this year will reflect all through my carrer. So here comes the time to resolve myself to work hard and utilize the newyear to the optimum. so that the next year can be welcomed with far better mind set and its memories can be cherished all through my life.
May god help me in making my dream come true and give me enough strength to make the coming year one of the most prospereous year of my life time.

post illu mania

Illu is over but the itching and memories still remains. Rkites are still not completely ot of the shock of loosing illu. No body is ready to believe that judges were fair. Especially when videos and pics of are out and its now open that our illu was far better than others. Then why didn't we got gold, forget about gold we were given fifth position which was quite outrageous. Some r saying that it was done inorder to encourage other halls and send them a message that illu can't be said to be a legacy of RK & RP. Especially amusing was the poster tiltled "Calibre is not enough it takes a conspiracy to take away illu gold from RK". Its a big compliment and is quite true considering our record whenever our structure lites fully we surely get gold.
Anyway Rkites get a consolation in form of there illu and rangoli pics given a wide coverage in media, in news paper articles and also a clip in zee news. So we can say media rightly and impartially judged our show to be the best. What ever consolation be given but loss of illu gold will irk Rkites atleast for a year and possibly all the final years for ever.
Post illu life again seems to be monotonic but now there has come a little bit of load in form of a series of seminars. But as one of our professor often say we are experts in giving presentation . It doesn't know how much we know but we can impress or rather dupe anyone with a pinch of brain and presentation skills. Anyway this all things are part and aprcel of an typical iitian life and we should learn to enjoy them.

illu 2005... RK Rocks.. But Who Cares After all Judges were Blind

It was 7:10 in the evening we were all at our respective positions, checking and correcting the diyas to be lighted down soon. Any time from now call of RK lites can be given . Our hearts were full of expectations and apprehensions. Expectations were for our hardwork of last two weeks, to materialise into a heartening & memorable win. Apprehensions were weather our structure will light up fully or not because we knew if it get lighted then it would be the grandest and the most beautiful illu of all halls participating in this interhall illumination competition of IIT Kharagpur. illu, as it is commonly known, is one of the most labourious and creative event of iit system. Its the only event with a scope for every one to contribute in his own way. More ever specially for rkites it is not only a tradition but a question of prestige. No final year batch will like to passout without winning the illu in their time. This time the fact of being the defending champions and very good preparation by other halls have added additional pressure in all of our minds.
This was indeed the final step of the entire show when we have to lite down the entire structure and remove the entire logistic within a minute. And there came the command of rk lites we all started lighting our respective chatais. At first the atmosphere was tense, some us were fretting & lighting diyas with shaking hands. but soon the entire structure started illuminating. It was coming really great. Except for the top diyas they were lightening with no resistance. It was an awesome scene to watch your entire hall, congregated at a single place, lighting thousands of diyas tied to create a grand structure, depicting a theme . All the chatai heads were at their best, motivating and guiding their guys with an occasional glimse of the entire structure as a whole. To my satisfaction it was lightening with full intensity. We were enjoying our time and call for split and dismantling of the tables was expected soon. One.... Two.... Three and RK split every one came down took hold of their tables and run for cover whereever they can. It was really amazing more than a hundred tables arranged one over the other upto six layers, coming down and removed with in sixty seconds. It can be said to be one of the gratest example of desciplined team effort and that is what illu is known for.
We all were hiding in the cycle shed with judges inspecting our creation. We were dying for the moment judges finish and we are allowed to see our hardwork materialise. We were delighted and confident of a sure shot victory and anticipating a big celebration late in the night. Soon judges went away and gate of the cycles shed opened up. And we all were running towards the garden shouting and screaming at our best... each of us hugging everyone around with the entire lighted structure beside us. It was one of the happiest and most memorable moment which we will cherish through out our life. Soon there was a big tempo shout and again a series of hugging and wishing. It was illu at its best... It was Rk at its best...... And there were we all extremely proud of our creation. After all being the defending champions we were expected to give our
best & that was evident from the huge crowd admiring our show and comprehending the source of the excitement and jubiliation in us.
After all the celebration, photo sessions & a short tour round the campus. There came the time for the result. There was a huge crowd in front of gymkhana....every one at its best enjoying the impatience and excitement in the atmosphere. Specially worth watching was the enthusiasm of RK & RP hall. Each expecting a memorable win and getting a big pot of rasgullas as prize. The memory of last years illu was still in our mind.... how we had carried away the traditional victory procession....The taste of last years rasgullas was still in our mouth and it was raring to have some this time too..... All of us were confident of a sure shot victory. It was only a matter of formality for the judges to announce us the winner and handing us the trophy and also our share of rasgullas .
Finally judge came and started announcing the final verdict. And suddenly we saw a big roar from a section of crowd and there was the illu trophy lofted up in the air. My immediate reaction was whats happening???????? Why are they lifting our illu trophy????? They can't win illu may be they may have lifted it by mistake in lieu of rangoli trophy. But which is this hall????????? No its not RP????? RP guys r standing aghasted to our left....... OH No its lallu.......And now why r they lifting the rangoli trophy???????......... OH god what a folly.......Are this judges fool or am i dreaming.......... ITs too ridiculous..........How can they do it with us???????????? Its real prepostereous???????? They can't win both of it...............and the confusion prevailed for next ten minutes.
Finally it came clear that we got a big surprise from the learned judges who had just rejected our hardwork of an entire month terming it to be old and boorish and have adjudged lallu,the champion because they were too creative.... After all they have depicted a big tajmahal in their illu which was an exception keeping in view of the traditional mythological themes. It doesn't matter that such a structure consist of mostly straight lines and only a single curve in form of a dome. It must really be a catwalk keeping in mind the complexities of the figures made by RK & RP. And they had some additional offers too they have diverted from the regular decorum of illu and acted the plot of raajdarbar with some live music one as if thereal tansen was singing for akbar. It was as if judges got a drama free on a bargain of illu. Sometimes we do require changes but that doesn't mean that the present is not good. Changes should be admired but we should not completely forget the present which had given us the idea of the change required.
We worked really hard and did put up a splendid performance. The admirations & accolades we recieved were our treasurable rewards. It doesn't matter much that we didn't won the gold. Because we still believe we were the best. Memory of the moment we rushed out from all the direction to celebrate the result of our hardwork and labour will always we there in our mind. And will always make us nostalgic of a great event called illu and its ultimate master RK......Long live the tradition of illu........Long live the spellbound performance of RK

Sometimes it happens........when u face an unexpected defeat that too when u think that u were the only one with a mettle to win. At such a time u shout u cry sometimes u do overreact but soon u realise there is nothing in arguing and protesting. This is the ugly face of the otherwise very creative and awarding world. But before blaming the world u should know u r also an integral and inseparable part of the same mean world and the problem generated now might be an afterefect of one of your past demeanour.
Defeat is something we all run from but its also a thing which we all have faced at somepoint of our liftime. Sometimes defeat is too harsh to shatter all your confidence and make u a very subdued and depressed being. Other time it might make u a tough and experienced guy who knows what went wrong this time and try to correct it next time. But many a times when u know that it was the last time and nothing can bring it back. Such a situation makes the defeat far more piercing and painful.

Just back after an extended DP vacation......Its really nice to be home during festivities specially when its the only one u can celebrate with ur family. But return journey was too boring thanks to my plan of coming two days late. It's really too boring to travel alone that too when u r returning from your home.
And now when back in kgp its raining nonstop from last three days.

illu is near.......with the tempo visible in second years RK can surely repeat the last years show.

Sometimes u get tired of sincerest efforts and lose every hope of getting something you crave for too long . Then a day that same longing is satisfied accidently with no effort and expectation. This is what we say the luckiest time of our life. But i wonder when such kinda time will come in my life. I hope its quite near as i have lost every hope of it.

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.