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.

A lone mind with numerous thoughts

A long time without a blog but finally i am back after puja holidays which i enjoyed emmensely with my family back home.This time our community organised the gujrati tradition garva at home, a welcomed change from the moribund local tradition of erecting a pandal at every 100 meter and wasting a lot of resources without any fun. I enjoyed it a lot it was a informal but a decent & worth enjoying way of worshiping the diety in contrast to our formal & boring bhajans & kirtans. Secondly it gave me a lot of intraction with local people which i was creeving to, as i am being out of my home town from last 9 years.
Vacation gives me a lot of free time to read as many books as i can this time i completed three novels "The Firm" by JOhn Grisham by Ken Follet & The God of Small Things
by Arundhati Roy. Reading the third one was the best experience not just because it was my first novel from an indian writer. It was same as watching a hardcore bollywood oldies for the first time after doing a expertise in hollywood big shots. Reading the book i found contrasting way of describing an indian & western incident. There you can rely on lavish & expedient living but while discribing india you will have distress & distress every where after reading the book i came to know of ground reality what we were then........... & what we are now.......... thanks for all the good changes that we as a country managed & sorry for the factors that lead to our failure to get the other good changes which we should have got.But it was a good experience which will intice me to read english novels by indian writers in future too.
In vacation i wasted a lot of my time watching boring stuff in television ( being a kgpian i am bound by the habit of watching a movie daily) what i found was that the number of news channels are increasing at an astronomic rate but it is not variety which is increasing rather it is crap which they are selling. I don't know what is there to know of a village's ridiculous tradition of celebrating dusshera when u have various other serious issues to dig on. whats the use of interviewing each and every member of STF team who were barely able to catch a bandit after 15 years of there formation. it is nothing to boast about rather we should contemplate what had gone wrong so that such a large team with all the resources took so much of time to crack such a uncivilised & unequiped bandit. I do think that the channels are increasing the genral knowledge of public but there information are so much disorganised that rarely one can expert a topic he is deeply concerned in.
Rather than piling up same conceptualised news channel our broadcasting faternity should take initiatives in educating people with there own expertise field like what likes of discovery & national geographic do.I am also perturbed by the working of indian media. Some one has termed media as the forth estate with a purpose of keeping other three state aware of there wrong and good doings & warning them of there demonevours. Rather our indian media shows an exasperating sycophantic characteristic which should not be there in a democracy for it to progress. If i see in retrospect just a year before when vajpayee's govt was at center they were the star of every one's eyes. They were said to be doing a fantastic job by leading the country to an economic boom and making it an hotshot outsourcing destination. They were said to making country a reckoning name by an aggresive foreign policy & increasing forex reserves, of improving the status of living by improved telecom facilities & improving ties with pakistan.
But now i don't know what had gone wrong suddenly that the very same bjp has lost its charm in a short span of 10 months.They have again became an ill managed party with a rss ideology which had gained power by the use of keen communal politics. And the very same sonia gandhi ,who was accused to be a foreigner, whose hindi speeches were edited in english script so that he can murmur something in public gathering, that same lady who once was accused to get all what she had then just because she was the daughter in law of the first (nehru) family of country. The same lady now has became an epitome of dedication & devotion, one who has sacrificed a PM seat for the sake of country. What had brought this sudden change???????????This all happened just because her party, the very same party which had dominated the indian politics for about a century, emerged out as a single largest party(forget about the simple majority too) and was able to form a coalition govt, a highly vulnerable govt whose each and every policies are dictated by the left parties which works on communist ideolgy, which had been rejected as inefficient by the country it has originated from a long time ago.
I am not a ardent BJP supporter or an rss ideology holder but i don't like media to behave in such an immatured manner. Media is the greatest power and a must for a democracy to flourish. But a biased media is a highly repurcussive & selfdistructive entity which can dump a country to its doom. The same media if emphasise more on reporting the wrong policies and illfunctioning of the incumbent government they may become an aid for the functioning of the country & may present a bench mark for the people to know the credibility of a right party.Then only we can make this country a golden bird again. This was quiet boring stuff but as i have stated earlier i am a good reader and i give a lot of thoughts to the current hot issues & all the good and bad thing around me.I do know that some of my thoughts are not quiet ideal but they are acording to my perception which is not matured yet.This is what a serious contemplation is all about. Thank's for bearing me good bye

Fantasies The Unrealistic Desire

I like watching movies.They are my best companion when i feel lonely or when i am at my low.There are some which tell me all about famous anecdotes, person or practice.There are certain others which entertain me & fill my heart with vicarious happiness which it is creeving for in a world full of grief. But There are also a few movies which leave a great impact on my way of thinking & attitude.Such are the movies which all version of woods should creeve to make
I happened to watch such a movie yesterday.Although i am an ardent fan of bollywood & only rare bollywood movies can manage to skip my sight. But i occasionally watch english movies too but only after deep consideration & recommendation by my trusted friends.The movie at the point is "Life of David Gale".A must watch for all those who do n't want the world to be as it is today. The film is based on life of a fictious character (no price for guessing)David Gale, a renowned professor & deathwatch activist......An organisation fighting against the practice of death as a capital punishment.It is a thriller cum motivating movie which will leave u guessing all through its course.
But my main motivation to write this post came from the lecture bu Prof. David Gale in the movie about fantasies . The lecture goes on as " Fanatsies have to be unrealistic, because the moment u get what u seek u don't want it any more.Inorder to exist the desire should have its object perpetually absent.it's not it u want but the fantasy of it, so desire supports crazy fantasies.
This was saying the same thing as an obscure thought which came to my mind a few days earlier it was as, How ofen we try to seek a goal. We put on best of our endeavours & intense hardwork upto the extent our mind & body can tolerate & ultimately manage to achieve the desired objective.Then what happens ......Are we happy ever after...........I can bet if anyone can proove that.What happens most of the time is that we catch on some superior goal and begin to wonder in what a crap we were wasting our time & effort when we had got the opportunity to do many a big thing to do with fraction of earlier effort .This feeling motivate us to do a reoentance by seting us a bigger goal which would finally become trivial to us when we shall have achieved it.This is the truth of the life & no one can evade it.Human tribe has achieved current devlopment only by the desire to achieve big......&........bigger.The biggest has never ever happened in any ones life.That is the phenomenon which guides evolution . That is what fuels great discoveries exploration & deeds.Lets try to set us a goal which will become higher and more higher & someday so big that we would be remebered by future generation for the visions & ideas we had given to them.

My honeymoon with the place called KGP

Kharagpur, the place where i am currently studying is not a big city.Rather it is a small town with only two credentials to its name.The first one is the fact that it has world's longest railway platform, although i always wonder for what the hell this english man had built such a long platform which currently accomodate two trains simultaneously at a single side.The second big feature of this place is it has got one of the most reputed engineering college of india( even boasted of as the best engineering college in whole India).This both institutions ie railways (kgp is currently headquarter of eastern zone of indian railways) & iit is driving the life & economy here.
My confortment with kharagpur took place after i have visited IIT powai which has got great scenic & architectural beautiful campus.This very fact forced me to anticipate same thing from kharagpur,but after i came here to my great exasperation i found this place misfitting all my expactation & embedding all my inhibitions. In place of edifices & lofty buildings( i have seen in iit powai) i found damp & unvarnished buildings which should be declared national heritage untill now............ In place of beautiful loans & gardens there was land...hell a lot of land......... land full of green grass........ as if we are here to learn a lesson of how to keep our country green. Only the good facility which this place can boast about was 24 hrs internet & LAN connectivity. I was already down the dumps at that time due to my dismal performance in jee that i was furthur shattered by the place. My dismondency was upto the point that i begun to think that all my hardwork & labour which i have put to get into an iit was in vain.That was the hardest time i had ever faced which will haunt me all through my life.But i accepted it as my destiny & decided to adapt myself according to circumstances.
Today after spending 2 years at this place i can't say that it is a nice place but it do have something which gives it an edge over all other iits, that is its social life. IIT Kgp is sheltering around 15 hostels called halls. Each hall is having its own unique traditions and peculiarities. Each hall exist as a family where most of the guys know all other guys very well. This all interaction (each hall consist of 300-400 boys all having diverse hobbies & skills) lead to growth of overall personality & community skills which other places can only boast about.This is the attribute which make this place a unique one.Sometimes when i get frustrated by the place due to nonavailabilty of some facility or comfort which is considered to be must for a cultured being i do serious contemplation about the advantages & disadvantages of being here. But this is the place where i was destined to live for 5 years & i will like to make my stay here worth rememberable althrough my life so that at the end of the day i can say nostalgically....................... U Can Take An Iitian out of Kgp,But U Can't Take Kgp Out of An Iitkgpian.........
YO!!!!! Kgp..............Kgp ka tempo high hai

geagraphy of a women say's all about her history

Going through todays HT i got hold of this joke. This was in a an article by Renowned writer Khuswant Singh.Actually article was about the fact Restriction leads to proliferation ie if we want to restrict something by law the same thing will propogate by faster pace. I do agree with the same, I happens in our day to day life whenever we try to enforce some restriction or resolve not to do something we then only find how difficult it is to do that and after some fight back we give up. This incident generates a growth of feeling in our mind that we can't do without it and this is the time when problem gets perpetual and we get addicted to it.So in my view inorder to giveup a bad habit we should create an atmosphere which immediately and on its own can create perfect stage for outster of the bad habit.It was just a strange thought leave it.
Here comes the much awaited India-Australia test series.Captains of both the team have promised a tough battle and why not,It would be a tough battle because India are world champions at home & Australians are global world champion. This battle is going to be a fitness test weather a local maxima can beat a global maxima, If you answer it in language of mathematics the answer is no But in language of cricket only strange things happens so world is going to witness a grand battle. In which on a hand is australians who are the champions of the outside india. They will definitely like to win at this final battle field to win this empire of world cricket.On the other hand is young & confident team of Saurav Ganguly "The most Successful & the most aggresive indian captain ever" which is still afresh with the memories of australian tour where they had dared to mess up with best and were able to do so.I hope that the series would be a good one & Men in Blue will come out with flying colours.