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.

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