Can we have this at IITK?

I am talking about the second richest person in the world. I am talking about the ‘Einstein of the Business world’ .I am talking about Warren Buffet of the Berkshire Hathway whose companies stock is at $90,000 per share.

Recently, 50 students from IITKgp’s Vinod Gupta School Of Management ( VGSOM ) went to Nebraska to meet this man who spent half a day with them telling them about his life, talking with them like the everyday guy. I want to ask a simple question : Can we have some such thing at IITK? Some techo visit for EE junta to BOSE? Some visit for BSBE people to meet Sir John Sulston? Some trip for Physics junta to CERN ( Okay if that’s indigestible then atleast take them to TIFR or some equivalent in India? A trip for IME people to meet people like Nilekani, Premji or Buffet? And so on.

Our Diro talks about the prestige of IITK and stuff. Can we add such things to our bandwagon so that we truly know what bneing world class is?

Another thought that comes to my mind :

Here we are only living on what the past was. Is anything being done to make a bright future too? All I see, all I know is that the good practices of the past are past now and we are not adding anything. We are watching them die out. Example : Galaxy, Souvenirs, Quad Interactions, GLDC and stuff. When someone goes out to do something new : ” Nahi yaar. Risk hai. Kabhi tel ho gaya to? Yaar last year jaisa ho jai bas? ” This is shit. We leave good practices and copy the old bullshit stuff. We don’t change what must be changed but we allow changes in what should have been sacrosanct. When we go along these lines there will be an year when we will perform substandard byt he standards of the ambience that year and then we won’t be in a position to say : ” Last year jaisa ho jaye yaar. “

We are calculating machines. Parrots. I don’t see the leadership stuff. I don’t see the instinct of changing things. I see suicides. I see lack of will power and you know what: I am one of these parrots. i lack will power. You know what : I am not going to the rally. I am typing this on the comp. You know what : I could have gone to the rally. I could have added my voice to the people at AIIMS.

Sorry for a jumbled post but I speak my mind in my yard and elsewhere. But this time I am really silent.

YOurs,
silentEcho.

In the marketplace like the Budhha

Hi,
Yesterday I went shopping with my friends. Going shopping in the city here is some act of bravery to me seeing the immense traffic and the environment that Kanpur city sports. WE hired a tempo ( that hunk of junk on three wheels ) and zooooooooooom. I was feeling sleepy all along our way. One uncleji ( I mean it ) was sitting right next to me and I was bumping into him again and again. He didn’t realise it, probably he thought it was the rough road. I saw myself drooling over him in my sleep and as this thought came, I woke up. Tempo stopped and Uncleji was replaced by Auntiji so now I had to be careful about bumping as well as my nightmare in the tempo : drooling. I shifted a bit towards my frinds but my sleeping drive overcame me again and : ” Smack!!! What are you doing!!!” Hmmphhhh, I woke up like a pig stuck with lightening and to my relief I realised it was just a dream. Auntiji was replaced by another Uncleji who accompanied us to our own stop so I was relieved.

WE went to parade and paraded into this clothes store called Vishal. I have never gone shopping on myself except for books so it was a new experience for me. I didn’t buy anything but we traded with the sales junta there suggesting my friends on color choices and things when I realised something : this is not my stuff. Shopping for clothes. I have always worn what my Ma chose for me and in the future this thing will be done by the other female around me. It’s one good thing i remember out of many things my Uncle told me : Wear clothes of the choice of other people but eat the stuff of your choice.

So from the shop we went to Derby : a restaurant near Parade. I felt like entering a funeral ceremony. Nobody was around except the waiters but this was good for us as we were already late. We ordered the stuff and started discussing our very own Professor S.P. Rath when suddenly the high command called ( that’s my Ma btw ). And then started the 10 minute long drill : “It’s late! Are you alone? Take care, call me if you can when you reach back.” Am I a sisi?
Anyway, our stomachs and the waiter’s pocket filled, we left for the campus. I came back to my room and crashed.

This trip to city was good for me though. I go out of the campus just once every semester and that’s when I am leaving for home ( Okay, I have been to some places but for the last three semesters the storyhas been this ). So it was a bit different. Still, I don’t know why, but I hate the idea of leaving the campus and going out. It’s good in the campus. I know this is not good spirit because veryone has to move out someday. I am talking in the bigger sense. A change is always good, better than stagnancy.

Till then,
silentEcho

Semester Summary

Hi,
Another semester gone and with it another year gone. It seems as if it was yesterday when I had secretly cried at my JEE rank, or that I had stepped in IITK, or that it was the end of first semester and so on. Time seems to be large before passing. Once it does…it looks like a speck. This semester was as eventful as the last one. It started off well with me ( with my friend Anurag Bhatt ) winning prizes at Mood Indigo.

ACADEMICS
Academics went on well till I attended lectures. It’s amazing how can one repeat the ‘apne pair par kulhadi marna’ thing again and again. Still, I am expecting a 9.6 or 9.2 this sem. Not bad seeing that I got 8.5 last semster ( it is academically unfit to get confused about love and stuff ). Had a great professor as tutor for Mechanics Of Solid: Professor A.K.Mallik ex-Director IITK and a great teacher. Fortunately for us he is taking another course ( this time as Instructor ) next sem : Theory Of Machines. I had some interesting encounters with Professor Mallik which I will post later on this blog. All in all, this sem was a lot better compared to last sem.

Xtra-CURRICULAR
Was Assisstant Coordinator of Hospitality Cell in Techkriti 2006. It turned out to be a very good experience. I worked with a very good person ( he is our President now ), cool, calm, composed, committed. Mazaa hi aa gaya tha Hospi mein to. Roz treat hoti thi. Got some positive feedbacks.
Techkriti could have been a lot better. Everything was hodge podge, I didn’t like the last minute things as far as professionalism is concerned. As far as challenges are concerned…hoo hooba.

POLITICS
Tried my hands here. I contested for the post of Senator in Gymkhana Elections. Guess what!!! I won with the largest number of votes. I got some votes from GH ( that’s Girl’s Hostel btw ) as well. Who would have expected that? Gymkhana elections were a case study by themselves. I got to learn so many things, saw many types of people and the games people play. Anyway Now I am a senator

WORK AHEAD
So now I am :

1. Senator
2. Convener, COSHA ( Council Of Students’ Hall Affairs )
3. Member, COW ( Council Of Wardens )
4. Editor, Meander
5. Coordinator, India Inspired ( Antaragni 2006 )

Am working on the marketing as well as main brochure of Antaragni 2006. Looks like I will have to plan my stuff or the Acads will go to neverland. Meander needs lot of work. It didn’t get published last year so we will have to bring up a new team, ressurrect the whole concept. We will do it. I am hopeful.

Next sem will be good. I have a feeling. All good courses with great Instructors. And with any luck, I hope to get what I have craved for since October last year and since my first sem. Good times ahead.

Your Friend,
silentEcho

Some lines…

Just four lines my friends :

teri yaad mein aabad hoti hain meri tanhaiyaan,
tere pyaar mein mash-hoor hoti hain meri rusvaiyaan.
Saiyyaron sa chamakta hoon tere didar ko,
Teri roshni mein ghum hoti hain meri parchhaiyaan.

aapka,
maungoonj.

Some links

Hi,
Here are some links. Thought you might be interested :

http://students.iitk.ac.in/crescentsun/

The first ever IITK home rock band. Some real rock stuff here. At last something new here in the stale environment of club frauds.

http://wisemoron.wordpress.com/

My new blog. Got down to some serious writing.

Thought they were worth your time,
silentEcho

She comes sometimes in my dreams

Hi all,
So wassup on my side? Well not much…nay actually much indeed. I became a senator. It’s this student body at IITK. Goes by the name Student’s Gymkhana. The senate is the highest student representative body having representatives from all the batches be it PG, UG or MBA and HSS. The elections were held on…I don’t remember the date but probably it was 3oth March. Neway I contested and won and am a senator now. I went for the first meeting on 6th and mann it was damn toooooooooooooooo long. Six hours!!!And all we did was fight and get bitten by mosquitoes all the time. The next day I was called by seniors for some Antaragni work and with that came back a lot of memories connected with last years Antaragni and Rendezvous before it. Think about it, you meet an angel on the side walk and you screw your acads fantasizing about that person only to find them invisible every time you log on to Yahoo Messenger. I am indeed the most perfect girl repellant around. Services free 24/7 Duhhhhhhhhhhh…It’s long since I quit writing poems and I wrote this one as the last :I met her on the sidewalk,
to give her a chocolate and for small talk,
She doesn’t care it seems,
but I still get those Delhi dreams.

I searched her on the internet,
got her pic after so much wait.
Put her on my desktop,
we will meet again I hope.

Sometimes I seek her in the cloud,

or call her in the silence, aloud.

She doesn’t care it seems,

but I still get those Delhi dreams.

 

I think I will brush this poem a bit and give it to the crescent sun people : IITK rock band.

Your friend,
silentEcho

New found old love : six strings

Yo monn…finally I am going along my dream from class eighth. I am banging out the six string these days. I remember going to a guitar class when I was in ninth. I had to leave it before I advanced to any significant level and then for about four years there was lull. Then this semster me and some of my friends took the initiative of playing guitar. The advance is slow but it is nonetheless present. Better than nothing, I hope I will continue with this old passion.

I don’t know but there is something with the guitar that it has captured the attention of youth since Presley. The carved wood has an unknown magic about itself that you would like to hold it forever. And as the fingers move over the fretboard, it feels like heaven. Nothing could be better than a well tuned and well strummed guitar.

There is this one thing though. Nothing can beat the Indian classical string instruments. Guitar sounds heavenly but no matter what there is always a discontinuity in the music it spells unlike the sitar or sarod where we can feel the continuity of notes…those thousand notes between Sa and Re or any couple vanish like wind and sooth the ear. But still guitar is guitar and special in itself.

Guitar rocks buddy,

rock on.

Cobwebs removed

Seems like all I can do is make a few inactive blogs and then delete them. But I promise this is the last post of it’s kind and no more blogs will be deleted. I deleted these two blogs today :

1. Uhuru ( on Blogger )
2. the chocolate diaries ( on WordPress )

While it was very easy to delete the first one, deleting the second one was a tough decision. Afterall it was my poems’ blog ( the only thing I do by heart I suppose ). But it had to be done. A couple of days ago whjen I was orkutting I saw the scrapbook of my ex-roomie and I saw my poem scrapped to him by somebody. This suddenly rang the bell of intellectual property and other things in my mind and after a fat lot of yes no thing i finally deleted my poems’ blog. I will now write my poems in my fay li’l diary. Back to old age of ink and paper .

I do not have any explanation for this long absence from blogger, not that neone cares but still.
This semester is thankfully going on well. Right now I am in campus doing a lot of stuff. Didn’t feel like going home so I stayed. I am alone in the wing and that means a lot of courage from a lamb like me in night .

Neway I am back now. Hoping to be regular.

Your friend,
silentEcho.

Happy Birthday Popsi

Hoo haa haa. Today is my father’s birthday. Happy Birthday Popsi. You rock and you are simply great. It’s pleasant to know that you are now 49 years YOUNG. Keep smiling and make us smile as always. Many happy returns of the day.

Your son,

Arvind

Hoo hooba : new comp and the 50th post.

Hoo hooba!!! Guess what!!! My new comp arrives tomorrow by 11:30 in the morning and I am excited. Don’t ask the configuration. It should have arrived by last Saturday but we being Indians…Anyway I will get it tomorrow and then I will be back and consistent on my yard.

By the way this is the 5oth post on this blog. Bat’s up half century!!!!!!!!

Your friend,
silentEcho