i just read in the paper about some japanese piggy bank company's brilliant new innovation : exploding piggy banks . Apperently, ppl in japan have a lot of problem trying to get themselves to save money, so the company has manufactured a piggy bank that throws tantrums if not fed regularly ( with coins ob ), n those tantrums, if ignored, culminate in a semi - explosion, causing all the contents to get sprayed on the floor. brilliant piece of junk : sorta makes u want to become a mini human - piggy bank, throw tantrums, get money :P .
another nice innovation that comes to the mind is the much needed alarm clock thingy. Apparently some japanese ( not again ! ) company has designed an alarm clock that rings a very irritating sound thats guaranteed to wake u up. how? simple. it runs. u have to get ouuta bed, and run around behind it to catch it and then make it stop. wish i get one of those. it really would help me, i tell ya .
now for a hilarious incident. i understand that this is only embarrassment for me, but wat the hell, just for a few laughs.
the other day, i forgot that it ws my mum's bday. no that hardly qualifies as hilarious. actually, i had slept like 4 hrs in the past 5 days, and the previous nite full i was wowing ( world of warcrafting , for those not in the know ) , and with a great sigh of relief, went to sleep at 6 am. so now, one expects that ill sleep for at least a day. n ya, the sleep will be so deep , that i doubt that even the aforementined brilliant alarm clock would suffice to wake me up. anyways, i did wake up, much earlier that anticipated, if at all u call that as waking up. i was woken up by my siss' call, at 7 30am, yea right after an hour of goin into the chasms of slumberland, and i vaguely remember her askin me to remind her what day it was. i blinked, ( if i could call that blinking, my eyes were almost shut anyways ) so she did the honors of reminding me the date. ( just the date mind you, NOT the occasion ) so ok, the date sounded familiar so just for the sake of it, i said yes. so she passes on the fone to my mum, n guess what i say. Happy anniversary.
the end.
( the events that followed are too embarrassing to be stated publicly :P )
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Survival of the fittest ?
Mankind has always been a survivor. No matter what the odds, we have prevailed. Sheer grit n the natural tendency to survive, has had us brave calamities of astronomical proportions. After each of these disasters, there has been a marked change in the way mankind has chosen to live. An example is the 9/11 disaster. There is no need to describe the aftereffects of it. Terrorism has now become a household word, n the repurcussions of it have been more than obvious.
Bitsians have been witness to numerous such catastrophes, but in the end, always we have prevailed. I am talking of course, about the upcoming test1.
It is quite amusing, to see the change of habits that a test inspires. The atmosphere suddenly becomes tense, tempers run high, frustration becomes more than common, and there are certainly more papyrus sightings than before. The mood goes from jolly to sombre, suddenly, from lan the focus shifts to ftp, some people think of buying the textbooks at last, and the regular class attenders are besieged with requests to help out those less fortunate. It is during this time that typically chill dudes are in a frenzy as to what to do about the overwhelming portion, common room get togethers become a rarity unless there be an india pak match ( or a ManU - chelsea match ) , more people roam the corridors, n sounds emnating from the rooms are more of songs than the usual game sounds. I admit the true frenzy has not yet started, there is still apparently some time before the effect is most significant, nevertheless, the signs are ominous.
Where there was general discussion about this strat in that map in CS, there is now this component in that circuit in MuE. Where there was talk of these many spectators for the tournament finals, there is now these many pages in that subject. I have to admit though, all this does make me a bit uneasy. I mean, look at me, writing this post, while there are at least a hundred in campus at this very moment who'll be immersed in their books.
Coming to that, the books are a headache in themselves. I get intimidated by the sheer size of some of them. n theres always the braggart somewhere who'll keep askin doubts from here n there to show off his depth of understanding the subject, as if there is even the remotest of chances that ill be able to comprehend the meaning of his doubt. No matter how much i convince myself to forget about such instances, theres always this lurking thought in the deepest trenches of my mind, that ill have to start sometime soon, how soon is soon, that we'll have to see.
All in all, while preparations begin for this impending doom, i brace myself for the inevietable. One thing, however, that keeps insanity at bay, is the knowledge that we are the survivors, that no matter what the cruel n twisted way of fate has in store for us, no matter what unseen horrors are hurled at us, we shall always emerge from the ashes rising like a phoenix, awe-inspiring the next generation of people who are as yet unexposed to the horrors of engineering, only to be decimated once again by t2. However, theres time for t2, i promise u i shall also rise up like a pheonix n come up with yet another post just before t2. until then, all the best to all, i shall not be posting till post t1 unless it be for some awesome trigger , as i now also have t1 as a cover up for the draught of ideas that has left me with no proper topic to talk about.
Go.
PS: i typed Go this time not due to an overdosage of scott adams, but due to lack of ideas for conclusion. Damn the draught !
Bitsians have been witness to numerous such catastrophes, but in the end, always we have prevailed. I am talking of course, about the upcoming test1.
It is quite amusing, to see the change of habits that a test inspires. The atmosphere suddenly becomes tense, tempers run high, frustration becomes more than common, and there are certainly more papyrus sightings than before. The mood goes from jolly to sombre, suddenly, from lan the focus shifts to ftp, some people think of buying the textbooks at last, and the regular class attenders are besieged with requests to help out those less fortunate. It is during this time that typically chill dudes are in a frenzy as to what to do about the overwhelming portion, common room get togethers become a rarity unless there be an india pak match ( or a ManU - chelsea match ) , more people roam the corridors, n sounds emnating from the rooms are more of songs than the usual game sounds. I admit the true frenzy has not yet started, there is still apparently some time before the effect is most significant, nevertheless, the signs are ominous.
Where there was general discussion about this strat in that map in CS, there is now this component in that circuit in MuE. Where there was talk of these many spectators for the tournament finals, there is now these many pages in that subject. I have to admit though, all this does make me a bit uneasy. I mean, look at me, writing this post, while there are at least a hundred in campus at this very moment who'll be immersed in their books.
Coming to that, the books are a headache in themselves. I get intimidated by the sheer size of some of them. n theres always the braggart somewhere who'll keep askin doubts from here n there to show off his depth of understanding the subject, as if there is even the remotest of chances that ill be able to comprehend the meaning of his doubt. No matter how much i convince myself to forget about such instances, theres always this lurking thought in the deepest trenches of my mind, that ill have to start sometime soon, how soon is soon, that we'll have to see.
All in all, while preparations begin for this impending doom, i brace myself for the inevietable. One thing, however, that keeps insanity at bay, is the knowledge that we are the survivors, that no matter what the cruel n twisted way of fate has in store for us, no matter what unseen horrors are hurled at us, we shall always emerge from the ashes rising like a phoenix, awe-inspiring the next generation of people who are as yet unexposed to the horrors of engineering, only to be decimated once again by t2. However, theres time for t2, i promise u i shall also rise up like a pheonix n come up with yet another post just before t2. until then, all the best to all, i shall not be posting till post t1 unless it be for some awesome trigger , as i now also have t1 as a cover up for the draught of ideas that has left me with no proper topic to talk about.
Go.
PS: i typed Go this time not due to an overdosage of scott adams, but due to lack of ideas for conclusion. Damn the draught !
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Bu ... zZZzzZzzzZZZ ... y ?
Another Wednesday has come n gone. The significance of this apparently innocent just-another-day which many ppl mite regard as not even close to competing with that eternal topper of the horror-day-list, monday,can be mainly realised by the ENI group of Bits-Goa. 8 bloody hours of classes ( ok ok i dint attend all of em, i aint that mad ) n after that this meeting n that , has me pooped as always. It indeed is a wonder how im even typing this post, its prolly because right now im in a relaxed position just abt to drift off into that wonder of a thing - sleep, happy that tomorow aint gonna be as hectic as today, lookin forwad to those blissful hours when there is no worry in the world, oblivious to anything im just floating in my own fantasy world where things are just, different. Well, ill not go too deep into that, but the fact of the matter is that no matter how much i dread each coming wednesday, more so for that waste of a prac - DECO, n its stoopid pointless assignments that the profs religiously adhere to, thinking that their overly sincere students do all of it by themselves, when my assignment is nothing more than a compilation of the best collection of assignments done by the previous batches, a thouht stil lingers at the end of each wednesday, that keeps me alive at the end of all that. It is not a happy thought, it is like that thought that kept Sirius Black sane in Azkaban , shielding him from the Dementors' powers. That at least im not wasting away my time doing nothing, even if it means being just physically present for most of the commitments that i usually end up with.There is , in the end , a sense of satisfaction that at least today, i have been occupied with something other than sleep.
But the funny thing is, after all this, i sleep. No thats not the funny thing, i dont just sleep, i sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. Usually for abt a day. It quite destroys the entire point of being so-called-busy on wednesday. Thursdays are usually a full holiday for me due to stoopid practises like staying up late after such an unusually packed day writing a post in my blog which isint gonna get me any pulitzer anyways. I mean, just why do i have to choose this day for posting ? Drive some sense into me, someone. With a valid liscence, mind u. ( :P )
Ok iv let that out, now mebbe something other than general nonsense will come outta my mind into this post.
The elections are over, results out, celebrations done with, dissapointments kept aside, n just a tiny whiff of that impending doom, Test1. To those who are gettin any ideas, no, i havnt started anything as yet, nor do i intend to, as i know i wont be able to this early, even if i want to.add to all that a million , no, correction, a zillion worries n choices n responsibilities n what nots, n its the perfect situation for some disaster management plan to come into effect.
i gather im still just blaberring, so in case ur wondering when all this is gonna end, ur right there. Here it ends, not because im bored of typing or anything, but because im feeling pity for the people who have no other useful work than reading all this almost random assemblage of angrez words.I wonder what comments this post will gather. (here i go again.)
Go.
But the funny thing is, after all this, i sleep. No thats not the funny thing, i dont just sleep, i sleeeeeeeeeeeeep. Usually for abt a day. It quite destroys the entire point of being so-called-busy on wednesday. Thursdays are usually a full holiday for me due to stoopid practises like staying up late after such an unusually packed day writing a post in my blog which isint gonna get me any pulitzer anyways. I mean, just why do i have to choose this day for posting ? Drive some sense into me, someone. With a valid liscence, mind u. ( :P )
Ok iv let that out, now mebbe something other than general nonsense will come outta my mind into this post.
The elections are over, results out, celebrations done with, dissapointments kept aside, n just a tiny whiff of that impending doom, Test1. To those who are gettin any ideas, no, i havnt started anything as yet, nor do i intend to, as i know i wont be able to this early, even if i want to.add to all that a million , no, correction, a zillion worries n choices n responsibilities n what nots, n its the perfect situation for some disaster management plan to come into effect.
i gather im still just blaberring, so in case ur wondering when all this is gonna end, ur right there. Here it ends, not because im bored of typing or anything, but because im feeling pity for the people who have no other useful work than reading all this almost random assemblage of angrez words.I wonder what comments this post will gather. (here i go again.)
Go.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Yes , Mr. President ?
Its that time of the year again, when there is no dearth of entertainment all around the campus for those in Bitsg. The ominous signs began appearing a few weeks back itself, power equations being formulated, alliances broken and forged, which has now finally culminated in full large scale campaigning. The big presidential debate's tomorrow, n as always is expected to be one of the most entertaining sessions of debate in the campus. For the past two years, iv been thoroughly enjoying all the antics of the candidates as they go from hostel to hostel , room to room, person to person, all trying to convince ppl to give them their precious vote. The best part is when they come across a person who is overly intrested in them doing some substantial progress pertaining to something in the campus, usually some new infrastructure. It is always intresting to see how the candidates cleverly dodge n survive these inquisitive voters n give an answer that either satisfies them or silences them. These candidates are usually always flanked by their supporters, who resque them should any sticky situation arise. Yes sir, election is indeed a serious matter here in bpgc !
This year, however, the scenario is far more interesting than the previous ones, for me especially, primarily because i personally know most of the candidates for the top positions, in fact, two of the candidates vying for the post of prez are my very good friends The fact that they too are quite friendly with each other and are now placed as opponents in a battle for the top most position that promises to get quite interesting, has made this election an event not to miss at any cost. I havnt decided for whom ill cast my vote, i know both of them equally well, but well, even if i have decided, its a secret ballot, so shoo off. Anyways, it is gonna be a pitched battle for the prez post at least, and im planning to enjoy every step of it :D.
At a personal level, i feel that elections are a fun thing, provided one isint dragged in to be a part of the many murky details n controversies that invariably always dog the campaigners. Elections are fun from the distance. I havnt stood ever, not even out of curiosity of how many ppl would vote for a maniac like me, mainly because, it makes more enemies than friends, creates more animosity than openness. Coupled with the fact that one is expected to sacrifice their morning sleep to keep up with the responsibilities that come with a post , i feel it is not a thing worth plunging into. Just spectate n enjoy while the multidirectional tug-of-war continues, and of course not compromise on that absolutely necessary ingredient for most ppl - sleep :P .
This time, apart from the usual hurricane of questions n queries hurled at the campaigners, the issue of placements will feature as one of the most prominent and intresting topics that the wannabe presidents n VPs must address. Their stance will be quite interesting to note.
Meanwhile, third year continues to keep me occupied like never before since the ancient pre - engg era. From useless attendance n surprise tests to false rumours of to be conducted tests that force even the likes of me to attend the most boring of lectures, to some classes that simply cannot afford to be missed, to a lil bit too frequent meetings of the music club working comittee, the just commenced but real fun french classes, and of course to cap it all, the insane project that i seem to have fancied myself to do last sem, but the repurcussions of which are only just begining to have an effect. The best part, however, is that im liking this activity thats been missing for like 2 years. Well, wether this is an augury or just another phase, one has to wait n see. With this i sign off, the french way :P
Bon nuit
This year, however, the scenario is far more interesting than the previous ones, for me especially, primarily because i personally know most of the candidates for the top positions, in fact, two of the candidates vying for the post of prez are my very good friends The fact that they too are quite friendly with each other and are now placed as opponents in a battle for the top most position that promises to get quite interesting, has made this election an event not to miss at any cost. I havnt decided for whom ill cast my vote, i know both of them equally well, but well, even if i have decided, its a secret ballot, so shoo off. Anyways, it is gonna be a pitched battle for the prez post at least, and im planning to enjoy every step of it :D.
At a personal level, i feel that elections are a fun thing, provided one isint dragged in to be a part of the many murky details n controversies that invariably always dog the campaigners. Elections are fun from the distance. I havnt stood ever, not even out of curiosity of how many ppl would vote for a maniac like me, mainly because, it makes more enemies than friends, creates more animosity than openness. Coupled with the fact that one is expected to sacrifice their morning sleep to keep up with the responsibilities that come with a post , i feel it is not a thing worth plunging into. Just spectate n enjoy while the multidirectional tug-of-war continues, and of course not compromise on that absolutely necessary ingredient for most ppl - sleep :P .
This time, apart from the usual hurricane of questions n queries hurled at the campaigners, the issue of placements will feature as one of the most prominent and intresting topics that the wannabe presidents n VPs must address. Their stance will be quite interesting to note.
Meanwhile, third year continues to keep me occupied like never before since the ancient pre - engg era. From useless attendance n surprise tests to false rumours of to be conducted tests that force even the likes of me to attend the most boring of lectures, to some classes that simply cannot afford to be missed, to a lil bit too frequent meetings of the music club working comittee, the just commenced but real fun french classes, and of course to cap it all, the insane project that i seem to have fancied myself to do last sem, but the repurcussions of which are only just begining to have an effect. The best part, however, is that im liking this activity thats been missing for like 2 years. Well, wether this is an augury or just another phase, one has to wait n see. With this i sign off, the french way :P
Bon nuit
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Hey RAM !
Ok so im back. So i eat my own words. 15 days seems too short for someone who promised to not blog again for 4- 5 months. Still, this comeback is solely due to the twisted ways of fate.
The primary reason i was looking forward to college is the WoW server that seemed to have established an iron grip over my day to day schedule. I cant describe the amount of effort the game creators must have put in, its simply brilliant. anyways, brilliant as it may be, it is also a bloody fat memory eating glutton of a game. So much that half my RAM got burnt. Yes, my dear frends, i am here because my comp no longer suports any game that a self respecting gamer would play, so here i am, back to blogging. So now im reduced to haunting others rooms in the hope of taking over their comps when they indulge in non- comp activities ( which, i assure u, is rare ).
The other alternative is spammin on dc++ , but the lure of dc has been steadily declining, especially because i shut down Titan hub on my comp due to the frequent restarts that i subject my comp to, as a result of which my admin powers have become fairly limited. So i decide one fine morning, ( ahem, morning means past 12 am, NOT actual morning wen it goes all sunny ... thats the time i sleep ) that its time to pay my blog a visit.
And as this premature visit is basically a result of pointless joblessness, u should have no further expectations from this post as well. But just for the sake of ...err of ...watever, i dedicate this post to WoW. As it is very likely that i wont be playing it again in the near future at least. It is a freakin 8 GB game , n iv already deleted it, so its highly unlikely that ill have the patience to download 8 GB again onto my comp.
To all WoW players, especially horde ( ok if ur alliance, its thu , cept mebbe for nite elves, they'r ok ) ashenvale must be a familiar name. Well, all i want to say is that, It rox. Its a beautiful place. best place actually, competes with Mulgore n the thunderbluff area. And the music as soon as u enter ashenvale, well, simply astounding. I had a female blood- elf character ( :P :D )
with which i attained level 20, when catastrophe struck ( yea my RAM ) . If someone suddenly has the urge to turn philanthropist, i appeal to u to start off with me, n kindly donate some desktop RAM, as i wont have the heart to pay to screw my acads anymore. Yea, if i start WoW again, my acads will be screwed beyond repair. Im sure. But its that type of a game. Godlike.
Well enuf of WoW now, its too painful ( :P ) . Hmm i dunno wat to type, but this post seems too short ( is it ? ) ...
ok heres another thing ... iv been working my ass off for the music club, meeting almost everyday for more than 4 hrs n all .... trying to overhaul a disorganized system into something worthy of emulation and a subject of envy for others. And the worst part is that some ppl have to be layed off .... the problem being that they arent that bad.... in fact they arent bad at all .. just that the club doesnt need their type of talent ..... and of course, the working comittee will have difference of opinions, all that has to be sorted out ... n then the hard part of tellin the ex - clubbers to let go, well, thats real crap, especially if some of them are ones whom u really do not want to let off, but the power of voting outdoes any hope that u have of having it ur way. Well moving on from the serious tpoic to a lighter one, im kinda bored now without the tools that make lan a boon beyond ones dreams. Im now occupied with ways to outdo all the antics of this joker of a virus Brontok.A thats been trying to wreck havoc in my comp. ( yea, i dont have an antivirus installed, i think they are all lame, wen u have a virus, format ur comp :P ) . Well, nowdays im mostly just lookin for ways in which to cheat the virus without using any readymade virus removal tool like brontok-remover etc. Its a funny virus really, i sometimes like to think about its ambition ... just go n spread to as many comps as possible ... like the time when a temporary folder waiting to be burnt was infected with the virus, but i had no intention of burning that onto a disc, i was thinking of how im outwitting the virus, makin a fool out of it, while it is waiting , mebbe anticipating n lookin forward to spread to a portable data storage device like a cd, i had no plans of makin that come true. Mad i know i appear, but this is a pointless post. So well u should have braced urself for seemingly endless n pointless rantings about this n that, i think the post is long enough to qualify as a post, so i leave it at that. I dunno when ill be posting again, but i think it shall not be long b4 i do post again, owing of course, to the amazing 256 MB RAM.
The primary reason i was looking forward to college is the WoW server that seemed to have established an iron grip over my day to day schedule. I cant describe the amount of effort the game creators must have put in, its simply brilliant. anyways, brilliant as it may be, it is also a bloody fat memory eating glutton of a game. So much that half my RAM got burnt. Yes, my dear frends, i am here because my comp no longer suports any game that a self respecting gamer would play, so here i am, back to blogging. So now im reduced to haunting others rooms in the hope of taking over their comps when they indulge in non- comp activities ( which, i assure u, is rare ).
The other alternative is spammin on dc++ , but the lure of dc has been steadily declining, especially because i shut down Titan hub on my comp due to the frequent restarts that i subject my comp to, as a result of which my admin powers have become fairly limited. So i decide one fine morning, ( ahem, morning means past 12 am, NOT actual morning wen it goes all sunny ... thats the time i sleep ) that its time to pay my blog a visit.
And as this premature visit is basically a result of pointless joblessness, u should have no further expectations from this post as well. But just for the sake of ...err of ...watever, i dedicate this post to WoW. As it is very likely that i wont be playing it again in the near future at least. It is a freakin 8 GB game , n iv already deleted it, so its highly unlikely that ill have the patience to download 8 GB again onto my comp.
To all WoW players, especially horde ( ok if ur alliance, its thu , cept mebbe for nite elves, they'r ok ) ashenvale must be a familiar name. Well, all i want to say is that, It rox. Its a beautiful place. best place actually, competes with Mulgore n the thunderbluff area. And the music as soon as u enter ashenvale, well, simply astounding. I had a female blood- elf character ( :P :D )
with which i attained level 20, when catastrophe struck ( yea my RAM ) . If someone suddenly has the urge to turn philanthropist, i appeal to u to start off with me, n kindly donate some desktop RAM, as i wont have the heart to pay to screw my acads anymore. Yea, if i start WoW again, my acads will be screwed beyond repair. Im sure. But its that type of a game. Godlike.
Well enuf of WoW now, its too painful ( :P ) . Hmm i dunno wat to type, but this post seems too short ( is it ? ) ...
ok heres another thing ... iv been working my ass off for the music club, meeting almost everyday for more than 4 hrs n all .... trying to overhaul a disorganized system into something worthy of emulation and a subject of envy for others. And the worst part is that some ppl have to be layed off .... the problem being that they arent that bad.... in fact they arent bad at all .. just that the club doesnt need their type of talent ..... and of course, the working comittee will have difference of opinions, all that has to be sorted out ... n then the hard part of tellin the ex - clubbers to let go, well, thats real crap, especially if some of them are ones whom u really do not want to let off, but the power of voting outdoes any hope that u have of having it ur way. Well moving on from the serious tpoic to a lighter one, im kinda bored now without the tools that make lan a boon beyond ones dreams. Im now occupied with ways to outdo all the antics of this joker of a virus Brontok.A thats been trying to wreck havoc in my comp. ( yea, i dont have an antivirus installed, i think they are all lame, wen u have a virus, format ur comp :P ) . Well, nowdays im mostly just lookin for ways in which to cheat the virus without using any readymade virus removal tool like brontok-remover etc. Its a funny virus really, i sometimes like to think about its ambition ... just go n spread to as many comps as possible ... like the time when a temporary folder waiting to be burnt was infected with the virus, but i had no intention of burning that onto a disc, i was thinking of how im outwitting the virus, makin a fool out of it, while it is waiting , mebbe anticipating n lookin forward to spread to a portable data storage device like a cd, i had no plans of makin that come true. Mad i know i appear, but this is a pointless post. So well u should have braced urself for seemingly endless n pointless rantings about this n that, i think the post is long enough to qualify as a post, so i leave it at that. I dunno when ill be posting again, but i think it shall not be long b4 i do post again, owing of course, to the amazing 256 MB RAM.
Friday, July 27, 2007
Where am i ?
"I wonder why. I wonder why.
I wonder why I wonder.
I wonder why I wonder why
I wonder why I wonder !"
---- Prof. R.P.Feynman
Starry eyed. Big dreams. Glorious future.
Just a glimpse of what i was, in those days. Dad n Mum always kept me inspired, to go for that extra, and not necessarily be a just another sheep in the flock. I was made to try my hand at almost everything, lest some hidden talent go unnoticed. Unfortunately, no such prodigous ability came to light. A jack of all trades, and abmysal at studies. Well, abmysal means i was just another average kiddo, never topping any exam, never giving anyone the impression that i would amount to anything extraordinary. The jack was just sailing with the wind, when he came to an abyss. 8th std, n i truly put my parents in a tizzy as to wat could be done. The other side of 8th std is agonizingly close to the board exams, and the apprehension was totally justified.
But the abysmal performance seemed to have given me something to ponder, of what would i do as just another average person. So came 9th std. I surprised everyone with an antithetical performance as compared to the last year. The inspired days had begun.
It begun with the NTSE , gettin selected in the 1st round, n going on to pass the 2nd n interview rounds, more so coz i was the only one in the colony that year, which is saying something because The colony is famous for churning out some of the country's finest brains. I was no way even near the level of my peers, but the fact that i was the sole awardee brought in more confidence. The board exams were a breeze.
It was folowed by olympiad n Nts camps, fervered Discussions on scientific subjects, and an innate love for Physics , no doubt shaped by my dad and my IIT coaching class prof. Those were the days i would call glorious. Sitting with a few ppl, n solving our way thru irodov , krotov, and animatedly discussing elegant ways of solving problems, idolizing greats like feynman n einstein, n thinkin about a problem even durin those coveted free hours in Junior coll. Those two years were really the most exercise my grey matter got, and life was really good. How was i to know, that in little more than a few months, the attenuation would began !
I sometimes wonder, where i have landed up. I had dreams of becoming a researcher, a scientist like my dad n mum, just to folow my impulse at that moment, to go free n do what i really wanted, what really gave me immense joy, unleash all the creativity that i could muster inside me, just throw away the pressure of the society that still looks with mild amusement at anyone who trods a line a bit different from the stereotype.
But i landed in BITs. All those entrance exams later, i am now doing what i think half the country must be doing. Engg.
It is a joke really, nothing more than 4 years of beating around the bush, no learning, no nothing. It is a convienient way to hide the fact that the glory days are behind. Just today i was poking around in some unfamiliar territory ( on the net of course :P ), n asked some noobish question on some forum regarding certain javascripts, and was the subject of jeers and spectacular mocking of my ignorance in that forum. It really alarms me to see so many bloody comp fodus in the world, ppl who are so brilliant, so knowledgeable. And i start the introspection, where am i, what the hell am i doing, have done in the past 2 years, or what am i going to do in the remainder of the engg. program. N well i get the answer from my cousin, an IItian herself, nothing. Its perfectly normal to not know anything after engg. Infact, its a matter of great pride to actually remember something from the pre-engg era. Its all about brainwashing, she says. Jokes apart, am i sorry for coming to BITS ? No i say , im happy, its alrite, its the way it works. There wont be 4 years like these again.
And just why have i almost written my biography in this post ? Because there is a high probability that this is going to be the only post in quite some time, as ill be occupied with other things on lan :P. This is a likely goodbye on my front to blogging, at least till the christmas vacation. So cya ppl, 5th sem beckons, cant believe that im half an engineer already, i dunno anything that can be remotely qualified as engineering, but wat the hell, thats the case with the majority. So off i go to start the damn packing, thank god its raining cats n dogs here, so mum cant drag me along to one of her shopping expedietions. To all Bitsians, happy journey, n cya in coll. To all others, tah tah anyways.
sayonara.
I wonder why I wonder.
I wonder why I wonder why
I wonder why I wonder !"
---- Prof. R.P.Feynman
Starry eyed. Big dreams. Glorious future.
Just a glimpse of what i was, in those days. Dad n Mum always kept me inspired, to go for that extra, and not necessarily be a just another sheep in the flock. I was made to try my hand at almost everything, lest some hidden talent go unnoticed. Unfortunately, no such prodigous ability came to light. A jack of all trades, and abmysal at studies. Well, abmysal means i was just another average kiddo, never topping any exam, never giving anyone the impression that i would amount to anything extraordinary. The jack was just sailing with the wind, when he came to an abyss. 8th std, n i truly put my parents in a tizzy as to wat could be done. The other side of 8th std is agonizingly close to the board exams, and the apprehension was totally justified.
But the abysmal performance seemed to have given me something to ponder, of what would i do as just another average person. So came 9th std. I surprised everyone with an antithetical performance as compared to the last year. The inspired days had begun.
It begun with the NTSE , gettin selected in the 1st round, n going on to pass the 2nd n interview rounds, more so coz i was the only one in the colony that year, which is saying something because The colony is famous for churning out some of the country's finest brains. I was no way even near the level of my peers, but the fact that i was the sole awardee brought in more confidence. The board exams were a breeze.
It was folowed by olympiad n Nts camps, fervered Discussions on scientific subjects, and an innate love for Physics , no doubt shaped by my dad and my IIT coaching class prof. Those were the days i would call glorious. Sitting with a few ppl, n solving our way thru irodov , krotov, and animatedly discussing elegant ways of solving problems, idolizing greats like feynman n einstein, n thinkin about a problem even durin those coveted free hours in Junior coll. Those two years were really the most exercise my grey matter got, and life was really good. How was i to know, that in little more than a few months, the attenuation would began !
I sometimes wonder, where i have landed up. I had dreams of becoming a researcher, a scientist like my dad n mum, just to folow my impulse at that moment, to go free n do what i really wanted, what really gave me immense joy, unleash all the creativity that i could muster inside me, just throw away the pressure of the society that still looks with mild amusement at anyone who trods a line a bit different from the stereotype.
But i landed in BITs. All those entrance exams later, i am now doing what i think half the country must be doing. Engg.
It is a joke really, nothing more than 4 years of beating around the bush, no learning, no nothing. It is a convienient way to hide the fact that the glory days are behind. Just today i was poking around in some unfamiliar territory ( on the net of course :P ), n asked some noobish question on some forum regarding certain javascripts, and was the subject of jeers and spectacular mocking of my ignorance in that forum. It really alarms me to see so many bloody comp fodus in the world, ppl who are so brilliant, so knowledgeable. And i start the introspection, where am i, what the hell am i doing, have done in the past 2 years, or what am i going to do in the remainder of the engg. program. N well i get the answer from my cousin, an IItian herself, nothing. Its perfectly normal to not know anything after engg. Infact, its a matter of great pride to actually remember something from the pre-engg era. Its all about brainwashing, she says. Jokes apart, am i sorry for coming to BITS ? No i say , im happy, its alrite, its the way it works. There wont be 4 years like these again.
And just why have i almost written my biography in this post ? Because there is a high probability that this is going to be the only post in quite some time, as ill be occupied with other things on lan :P. This is a likely goodbye on my front to blogging, at least till the christmas vacation. So cya ppl, 5th sem beckons, cant believe that im half an engineer already, i dunno anything that can be remotely qualified as engineering, but wat the hell, thats the case with the majority. So off i go to start the damn packing, thank god its raining cats n dogs here, so mum cant drag me along to one of her shopping expedietions. To all Bitsians, happy journey, n cya in coll. To all others, tah tah anyways.
sayonara.
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