Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, December 20, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Please have a look at the picture above. This picture has got a lot of meaning. In the first frame, there is a child playing besides a small tree in the backdrop which reminds you of early morning. In the second one, there is a young couple making love in a soothing environment besides the same tree which now has grown to moderate height. Third frame, depicts a old man who seems lonely and worn out, standing beside the old tree with falling withered leaves amidst a gloomy background. And the last frame...nothing but death. This picture has all ingredient of life but my question is will my transition from third to fourth will be contented and smooth or i will be haunted by my past.
Certainly everyone has got one's eye and that looks at same thing different from others. Now, when we are out of the first frame, i urge you to close your eyes and remember your cherished moments of first frame of your own picture. When i did the same, i recalled the first day when i went to school, the only time i stole and the following redemption, when i first break into top-10 of my class, first time i offered my seat to a lady in a bus and one more(i decided not to write it here.) Let me tell you what happened to me after my first theft.(That was a eraser and the time is when i was in class 2) As soon as my father knew about it, he took me to the child's house whose eraser was. Then he told me to gave him back and say sorry in front of his whole family member. That time i felt very bad but now i think that was the best thing a parent could do. After that, i can say i never thought of stealing anything ever. Ohho, i went offtrack, how many moments do you remember??? I am sure, like me, your precious moments were either of two extreme. Either very good or very bad. And i can say, you are regretting those bad moments like i do.
Good. First frame over. Regret over those bad thing is good but the best thing is that we should modify our act and behaviour for now onwards such that there is no moments of shame and remorse while we go to fourth frame of our picture. Instead we should do as good and noble things that they form a shadow on our previous bad. Another thing is that, the definition is good and bad is up to you. Nobody is going to question you except for your own conscience. Everyday i try to be good but end up as becoming bad for some people but i am satisfied that at least i am trying. And who knows in trying, may be one day i will succeed. Other things which are counted in satisfaction, are goal achievement, friends, relatives, family. But what i perceive, that these all things should be in one pack because they compliment each other. Suppose you become whatever you wanted to, but there are no friends to enjoy it, no family to relish it. Then after some time, your achievements seems futile. Similarly we can argue that there is a family for which we make a goal.
So what are you thinking??
Thursday, December 2, 2010
One another semester is going to end in a few days. Like at the end of year, we analyse ourselves, i introspect myself after every semester. I ask myself different sort of questions and then rate myself on a scale of 10. And then, i recommend myself suggestion for my well being. I strongly believe that these questions are worth to be questioned to everybody so that people, who feel themselves that they are perfect or their life is going in right pace to right destination, should know where they stand.
(Questions are asked in the order of importance and necessity.)
Question 1. Three semesters are over. Still you don't have girlfriend. What the hell are you doing with your life?
Question 2. Waves was in this semester. So many girls were there. Still you were limited to just staring at the girls from the other colleges. That seriously questions your effective public speaking ?
Question 3. Whole semester, you sat behind your crush in the class. Still she didn't notice you. Don't you think, you should make a honest effort to change your personality?
Question 4. In the class, you constantly looked at your crush. Still you somehow get a D grade.I mean if you are really interested in her, you should get nothing more than an 'E' grade. That should be your level of dedication.
Question5. You and your friend were similar in all respect, now he has a girlfriend. Still you are single. Don't you think, you are less adaptive to changes?(For AH5 people, any guesses about my friend???)
Question6. During prom you lost hope after 5 rejections. Always remember "If you do not hope, you will not find what is beyond your hope". Anything to say?
Question7. You still fumble around while speaking to a girl after so many years.. I mean come on!!
Now some unimportant and trifle questions, which you can opt not to answer. (Anyway, you don't have answer for this.)
Question8.How do you account for your poor CGPA?
Question9.Everyday you wake up after 11 am. What you will answer?
Question10. You remember, in last exam, you forget the name of your instructor while writing in attendance sheet. Don't think you should remember at least the name?
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Sunday, November 14, 2010
When anyone asks me,"where do you study?" My answer makes them change the mode of discussion. "wow Goa!", the first expression comes. Then the first question,"have you been to beach?" Generally people say that they are soon going to visit Goa and it will be kind on my part to exchange the phone numbers.(but no one came in last 2 years) But if you ask me, what I like most about Goa. I'll say, the weather of Goa, particularly red skies in the first half of the year and mornings with loads of rain in second half of the year. You can actually take the pleasure of raindrops amidst bright sun. And after couple of hours of scorching sun, you are bound to get heavy rain which feels like mother's lap after hard experience of world.
Same happened today. Sun was at it's prime, we people had an exam. After all this, there was all thunder, rain relieving us from all sorts of stress. Three of my friends started playing volleyball and in next few seconds, the count crossed 10. There are few moments which people cherish and remember throughout their life. This was one of them. I guess, all pleasant faces, with smiles, playing in rain, shared a common emotion then. That emotion is of togetherness, love and intimacy. People talk of fun and enjoyment in college life, this was the epitome of them. Good friends see their win in friend's triumph and their loss in friend's defeat. My friend went to prom and we all friends were equally happy as he was. Other day, when someone is giving a birthday treat,(actually its not 'someone', its three or four guys because it is impossible for one to give treat alone to all of the friends), we have to book a bus to go to the restaurant. Singing in bus, ball dancing at restaurant(with one of the guy pretending as girl) are some moments whose thoughts can bring smile, even at the most depressing time. Earlier, I used to think, there are some special occasion in a glittering big box, when you feel happy. Hell..no..happiness comes in small ordinary packets and our task is to identify them and extract all the happiness it has. With friends, these packets are more and its easy too, to find them.
The world is too fast. Everyone has some aspirations and goals and people are obsessed with that. We have no time to love and even though if we love, we don't have time to express them. Because we think, career and goals are the focus of life. True, goals and achievements are important but we need people to share them. After all, we are not so selfish that we do all this for ourselves only. I hope these moments foster a sense of unity, oneness, love among us so that everyone is part of everyone's joys and sorrows. Dedicated to all my friends.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Still in India, facebook is limited to generation next people. I am wondering about the day when there will be a facebook account of typical Indian saas-bahu.(Instead of 'typical Indian saas-bahu', i think i should better write Ekta kapoor's serial characters) In Indian family, it is common to have family divided into two poles, one led by young and dynamic daughter in law and other one controlled by experienced mother in law.(Only bridge between the two pole is poor husband, and pitiable son) Imagine the day, when daughter in law will upload a pic of her in beautiful expensive benarsi sari, then there will be the sarcastic comments from people of mother in law's group. Some examples "Red colour is awful, looks cheap...", "You don't even know, how to wear the sari..disgusting" and finally the mother in law "my son hasn't money to buy me a cotton sari and somebody is sporting Rs 4000 sari :(". There will be likes from bahu's gang too. CID people's status will also be pretty intresting, Daya's.."feeling great after breaking 15 doors". ACP Praduman's comment "you are too good at your work........keep it up." Shaktimaan's status will be of two type one will be "Saved humanity by killing Plastic Man" and another one from "chhoti chhoti magar moti baatein"
At last, i will recall a incident. During my +2 days, we were 4 friends sharing a flat. Three of us, made a fake profile of a girl on orkut and then some how managed to get 40 friends in her friend list(Not so tough, considering it was a girl's profile) Then we sent friend request to the fourth one, Anand. Soon he accepted the request and sent a scrap too asking for introduction. Interestingly, he didn't mention this incident to us. Neither we told him anything. Anand's frequency of cyber cafe's visit increased. When we asked him the same, he replied,"I am going to check about the engineering entrance's form." Within a month, Anand started asking for phone number and address. Then we decided to call off the whole thing. We sent him scrap asking if he want to meet her. He called her to a very famous restaurant in the city. But to his surprise, instead of a girl, we turned up there and enjoyed his treat.
Friday, November 5, 2010
This is very famous Newton's third law of motion and this law holds true for "almost" all objects.(I am using the word "almost" because i know some of my friends will start commenting the cases where it fails) And in my opinion, it aptly applies to humans too. There was a story in my class 5 hindi textbook, i will tell this story in short. Once upon a time, there lived a king. Once he intended to know the perception of people about him. He consulted his most wise minister. His minister replied him,"What you think of them, people think the same about you." Unsatisfied with his answer, the king told minister to prove his point. The minister requested the king to come with him for a walk along the outskirt of the kingdom's capital city, where people didn't recognize the king. On the other side of road, a wood cutter was coming, carrying a very heavy load of woods. Minister told the king to think something about that wood cutter. The king thought to punish the wood cutter as he was cutting down green jungles.
Minister(to wood cutter): O..you..Our honourable king died....
Wood cutter: Really...
Minister: Yes..Last night he got cold and suddenly the great soul departed.
Wood cutter: Good....i was waiting for this day. He was good for nothing. I will distribute sweet in my neighbourhood.
The king was amazed as he too thought bad for the poor wood cutter. But still he was not confident. Again a old lady was coming. The king thought to provide her shelter and to arrange her pension as she was too old to do anything.
Minister(to old lady): Our great king died last night.
Old lady(with tears in eyes): what!!! how does it all happen? He was such a caring king. No one can replace him. God made a big mistake. God should have called me instead of our great king.
Now the king believed on minister's words.
I read this story almost 9 years back and still i remember every line of it and even the cartoon of king and minister depicted there. I know, you people will find the story lame and childish but this story is of practical importance. I have found this true for almost all people. (But alas, its not true for our daily crushes. :( :( ) What i wanted to communicate by all these blah blah is that if you want somebody to be good to you, please be good at him, rest will follow.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
BIHARI..........With this word, comes in your mind, image of illiterate, ill-dressed, tobacco chewing and rough behaving man. Isn’t it?
All right. I recount one of my train journeys when I had to go to Pune for an exam. Somehow my e-ticket got cancelled and I had no other option but to continue by general compartment. People sitting beside me were poorly dressed and looked as if they had come after swimming in a sea of dust. After some time they started chatting amongst themselves in “BHOJPURI”, a dialect of Hindi spoken in western part of Bihar. I belong to the same place. So, out of natural curiosity, I asked them in Hindi where they are from. Much to my surprise, their answers were Lucknow, Kanpur and Bhopal. I was surprised because none of these places lie in Bhojpuri speaking region. I didn’t lose the hope and tried the same question in Bhojpuri (my Bhojpuri is awful). The idea clicked and the answers went as Ara, Sasaram, and Patna. When enquired about their first answer they replied “Bihar bolne par koi izzat nai deta.”
I had written some part of this post in train while coming to Delhi (even one co-passenger enquired me if I am writing love letter. I excuse that poor fellow because it’s not his fault that I am in an engineering college). Last night, a Marathi old man sitting in front of me asked the usual question, “how is Bihar?”(as if it is in some other country).
My encounter with anti-Bihar freaks has taught me to handle such question and I decided to ignore. I said “uncle, you know better than me. Newspapers and TVs say it all. “
Old man (after a brief pause): There should be some industry in Bihar. Then people won’t come to Mumbai.
Me: There is nothing, no raw material, and simple economics says no one want to lose their money. So why will anyone set up their industry there?
Old man: some 20 years back, this situation was with Andhra Pradesh and Karnatka. But look now, they are giving fight to Mumbai.
(At once, I remembered movies of 90’s starring Ajay Devegan, Suneel Sheety, in which villain used to be some “Anna”, which are now replaced by “bhaiya”)
Old man: Every state has everything for development; it just needs political will power and some good hard working people for a revolution.
What do these two train incidents tell?
First one says situation is bad. But the second one says it’s not too bad.
Now, some statistics about Bihar, 47.53% population is illiterate, 42.6% people live Below Poverty Line (BPL). Considering this class of people of Bihar, general perception of WHOLE BIHAR is derived. We care anything else in this world when we have “roti, kapda aur makaan “. And we are expecting these people to show decency when they have none. These people are also good at heart but have a lot of self-esteem but constant suffering and rejection by main-stream of society have made them hard where their true nature gets hidden. Ok, leave Bihari, show me people from slums of Delhi and Mumbai (not from Bihar and those people should fall in above mentioned class) who are well behaving. There number will be in scarce. Conduct, manner, behaviour depend on our economic and social standings and it has nothing to do with region or language.
Over the years, I met several people who tag others “bihari” in sarcasm, but I excuse them considering ignorant. But if someone studying in my college (considered one of the best engineering colleges of India) uses such rubbish thing, I question his/her learning and knowledge. And I can say that there is no point in getting reputed degrees like MBA, BE, MSc, if you can’t respect people on their knowledge and capabilities. Instead if you go on branding and dividing people, and making mockery of their ethnicity, all these degrees are futile. Reflect upon these thoughts and clear your pre-occupied mind (if applicable ;-)
Sunday, October 17, 2010
The feeling is different when your love journey is between friendship and the formal propose. Then the smile of the girl has a lot of meaning for you. When you talk, your every effort is to make her smile(for this, you become the most foolish guy on earth ;) and when she smiles, Its altogether a different world. Isn't it?
Someone said,"life is like a mirror, you get the best result when you smile at it". Smile is the indispansable and only ornament of your body which costs nothing, yet people are now forgetting this ornament in the blind run of most insignificant things of world. World is now so much competitive that no one has time for smile, there is a fear that if they stop, hundreds of other will pass them but they dont consider the energy, which they will get from the smile, will help them to beat thousands.
So, we should always wear a smile because you never know who's falling in love with that smile.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Now when i am growing, there is no one to scold at me, i am the master of my own and this is what i hate. I love the days of my childhood whenever i did something wrong, 1 slap was enough to make my mistake correct. Now, when i do mistake, i miss the slap. I pray for that slap so that pain of the slap kills the pain of mistake. I love the days of childhood, when i used to become happy at every small thing of life, now i have to search the instances of happiness. I love the days of childhood when after a big fight with friend, we used to share lunch but now we have a new friend "ego", who eats our happy moments with our friends and we fight for useless things and kill our good time.
I dont know what is good or bad and i dont want to have any opinion but I suppose many of my friend can relate themselves here and THINK.
Monday, October 4, 2010
People take different approaches to ask for prom, some people are spontaneous, some are strategic. Strategic people make strategy, what should they wear, which perfume should they use, what should they gift her, where should they ask the girl. Whereas spontaneous people are very casual, they can ask at most unexpected places like after class, while going to mess in most unexpected manner.
Now i will tell you some different approaches which i heard in last few days. One guy messaged the girl,"Do you want to go for prom?" No reply. Next day he again messaged," i want to go for prom with you. Are you coming?" No reply. Then the third day, he again messaged," Please reply, Either Yes or No. Are you coming?" No reply. Then he thought that the girl must not have balance. So he recharged her mobile with Rs.50 and then again messaged," Ab to bata do, will you go with me on prom?" I dont know the reply.
Another guy's story. The girl sits beside him in computer programming practicals. He was inspired by the movie "Rab ne bana di jodi" where Sharukh Khan proposes the girl with heart made by lights of Amritsar city, so my friend decided to propose the girl by making a C program. During 1.5 hours of practical, he made the program but unfortunately there were 16 compilation errors and when he removed those 16 errors, the program showed "segmentation fault"
One of my friend made an account on "way to sms" and messaged all the girls," i want to go on prom with you and ONLY YOU. Will you be my prom partner?" This is how people are innovating, so whats your plan???????????
Monday, September 27, 2010
1. Let the girl be "average". (Significance of the word depends upon type of your college i.e. arts, commerce, engineering :( Earlier if any of your friend used to like "average" girl, your comment on him must be like,"How can Amit like her? See her, how pathetic she looks!" But now, "looks are transitory, what's important is that she is nice, understanding. More importantly, why should i bother about others!"
"love is blind" is your favourite slogan.
2. Every song seems to depict your condition and your love status, if not you tend to draw parallels. (No matter, whethern they exist or not). Like after first meeting,"ek ladki ko dekha to aisa laga".
When your "like" starts changing to love,"kuch to hua hai, kuch ho gaya hai"
You tend to like romantic songs with more emphasis on lyrics. (Earlier you may have been an Eminem fan)
3. You begin to spy on her to know more of her like whether she drinks Appy or Frooti, blackcurrent or vanila. Which path does she take after classes? When does she take lunch, dinner? Now, for the first time you realise the importance of Facebook, orkut, as you get to know her birthday, her past school, her friends.
4. This is a stage of strategic importance, as you spend sleepless nights thinking about her, planning places and time of meeting her, which she considers as "coincidence" but actually these "coincidences" are your beautifully crafted plans which you planned last night with your friend.
5. Now, at these "accidental" meeting, you are a totally changed man. Everything changes, your accent, posture etc. Now, you bother about how are you dressing. You think,"does my mobile looks good in my hand or should i keep my hand in my pocket?", "Should i say hi or hello?", "Has she noticed that my nails are not properly cut?"
You may be calm, sincere, serious person but while talking with the girl, you talk about stuff which later you think,"oh shit!! i talked such rubbish."
6. If till now everything goes fine, ( i mean the girl still talks to you), you must be dreaming about her day and night. I know this is the tough time, with heart saying to propose the girl and mind warning you of possible danger to your friendship. Friends play an important role, they set your "accident" and push you there, but you fail at least 4-5 times before proposing to her. Favourite song of this stage,"mere dil me aaj kya hai, tu kahe to main bata du"
7. Next is your luck. I have been unlucky all the times :( Next the song can be "tanhayee..dil k raaste pe thokar maine khai" or "kaise tum mujhe mil gayi"
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
"come to my room... as soon as possible...urgent", reads a message in my inbox. I checked the name, It was Jai there. It is hard to guess what's urgent in college student's life, but whatever is "urgent" for us, has least priority for others. Anyways, 2 minutes later, i was in his room. He was preparing a list on MS excel. There were column of name, phone number, priority, and the last one was blank. Jai has amazing skills in drawing, sketching, painting, photography. Due to these skills, he is the member of many clubs of college and i thought probably he was preparing the list of members as "WAVES, (our college's cultural fest) was 10 days away.
As soon as i entered, he asked me "Do you have phone number of Isha?"
I said,"no, how could i have?" Jai replied,"she is in your branch, so i guessed."
I had a class then, so i left him with his list.
Next day too, when i went to his room, he was doing the same thing, preparing the list. I again stick to my reasoning of clubs. 2-3 days later, again i visited his room, the same Excel sheet was there, but with some changes, at some places, the last blank column was marked with "Y". This was the height of climax for me. I asked Jai,"what's this? i am watching this for last 1 week."
Jai replied,"kuch nai yaar, This is the list of girls, whom i intend to ask for prom."
(For those who dont know what prom is, here is the definition from wikipedia," A prom, short for Promenade, is a formal (black tie) dance, or gathering of high school students.")
Then there were many doubts in my mind, what is the meaning of "priority" column and the significance of last column. Jai clarified my all doubts.
He explained that he had given "priority number" to all the girls, depending on girl's look in decreasing order and he would ask them according to the "priority number" only. And then the last column's "Y" meant that he had asked that girl for prom.
I exclaimed,"you mean, you asked those 7 girls where "Y " is written." He replied,"yup".
"What they replied" was my last question. He said,"ob.........................................no"
("ob" is a part of BITS lingo, which stands for "obvious" and now ob has got "obber" as well as "obbest")
Then, i heard when his list ended, he again called the first girl if she had changed her decision. And when she refused again, Jai asked her number of her friend.(The same Isha, whom he was unable to find number)
Inspite of so much effort, Jai was unable to go for Prom. Well, WAVES is coming again, and I see, Jai is busy again :) I wish him good luck ;)
P.S Jai's real name was dispalyed after WAVES 2010.
WAVES 2010: http://www.bits-waves.org
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sunday, September 5, 2010
These couples are easy to recognize, you will find 2 or 3 cell phones with them with the sim cards of all possible mobile operators, roaming around mobile recharge shops in search of most efficient recharge offers. If you ask them for treat, they will simply blame phone bill. And yes, one more thing, they excel in typing messages. I am very sorry for those keypads which sacrificed their life for the expression of their love, and the expression includes, "had your lunch??", "tumne kis color ki shirt pehni??", "what are you thinking of??", " abhi mera bhai school se aaya", "i saw a rabbit today". ( i m not joking, i used to read messages of my room partner during my +2 days.) Oh my God, what is the point in telling the other one that i have seen rabbit or my brother arrived.
Now, the most important thing, they talk around 3-4 hours at a stretch almost everyday. Many of my friends want to know topics which are talked about. (All most all of my friends, including me, are single and i see no future of being double during our stay here. Its good too, we can get better one as we step out of this. I am able to write all this because of my room partner as i mentioned earlier).
Lets start from scratch. Their talk starts generally from 12 or 1 at night and continues till balance ends or battery ends. Conversation starts with a "main story" (if any for that day) like "today we went for dinner", "one guy/gal was constantly staring at me", "i prepared dinner myself" and then detailed information regarding it like name of restaurant, quantity of salt in soup, description of guy/gal staring, how it started and its end and quantity of spices in dishes at dinner. This continues for half an hour and amazing thing is that no one gets bored. Next they continue the minute details of daily routine. This continues for 1 hour minimum with numerous facts like physics teacher wore black saree, and complain of small stones in play ground. Now starts the nostalgia, tales of era when they were together. How they first met, what was their reaction that time, how they proposed. This is the section which is talked almost all day with new enthusiasm but mind you, this is the part where the chances of conflicts are fairly high. Reasons of conflicts include, previous boyfriend/ girlfriend, any unethical action which is regretted now. If the conflict occurs, add 30 more minutes for saying sorry and compromising. Once my friend was asked to say sorry 500 times, in between the girl slept, which was realized after the punishment. Another one used to take small naps in between, his girlfriend somehow got hint of it, after that day, she used to ask questions based upon the last 5 minute talks. Last hour goes in repeating vows and promising to keep faith on each other and
in future planning like one small home, dogs, two cute little ones.
I hope i have described everything. But there is something which gives them strength to talk so much, perhaps this is LOVE.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
5 minutes later, he got permission. At first he apologized for his broken English and then seek permission to speak in Hindi. He started with the map of Afghanistan, and explained why the country is always drawn in war. He then explained tactics involved by Russia to promote its vested interest there. He continued with his speech until he was intervened to stop due to lack of time. Later at night,i went to his room and listened to what he couldn't say there.
Till now, so common. Now i want to draw your attention regarding some facts in connection to this event. Anand has below average CGPA. When, i went to his room, from any angle, it was not resembling to room of any ordinary guy. There were books everywhere, and yes there was no Chetan Bhagat,Dan Brown. There were highly influential books regarding culture, Politics, spiritual issues, yoga and history. On what he did in review ceremony, he should have drawn handsome number of critics but i personally owe respect for his courage, as he dared to speak in Hindi in front of teachers, students without bothering a little what they will think of him. He told me the history of Israel-Palestine war and where it is going to. What will be the USA's end in Afghanistan, the concept of greater Israel. When we were talking in his room, he told me some of the foreign policies of India, USA, Pakistan, Russia with proper justification. When i googled of what he told me, after a hectic surfing of 5-10 websites, i found the same thing. By this what i mean is that what he told me was not a common stuff. He said he used to refer to many nonfiction books, consulted DU professors for this knowledge.
What he is doing here??? He goes to class, tries his best to understand the torque, pointers, strain etc, and fails everyday. He feels humiliated due to his below average CGPA, due to non fulfillment of his parent's dream to be a good engineer, due to his poor understanding of concepts. Tell me, the person who remember giant history of world , can't he remember some simple theorems. The person who argues on the foreign policies of USA, which was never told to him, can't argue on simple electric circuit on which 10000 books are written. The answer to all these question is that he can. But his interest is not in electric circuit but the map of world, not in the mechanics of solids but in the history of India. Isn't he is wasting his time?? Isn't it good that rather being a ordinary guy of engineering, he should be a bright scholar of Political Sciences?
Sunday, August 22, 2010
First, i will tell you about my friend who is contesting for election, he is super cool, lite but sincere. He doesn't take unwanted tension and there are many things in him which makes me jealous of him like he never waste food, he never imposes himself and the list continues. He is known for his numerous 10 minute sleep, one day he told me," harsh, call Pazi and Yash. I am coming back in 10 minutes." After, 30 minutes or so, when he didn't come back, i went in search of him and he was found sleeping in one room. Our college has a tradition of debate in auditorium popularly known as audi debate where anyone can ask the candidates question regarding their credentials, ground work regarding agenda. So, before audi debate, we all friends were compiling data regarding agenda. One of our friend Chintan Zalani had talked to music teacher regarding his fee and time. It was 3 hours before debate and Jadu( my contestant)was feeling sleepy. We were not able to reach chintan by any means, then Jadu says "arre, lite lo, i will tell there that we are in talk with Mr. Zalani and he has given his approval". Another day we were campaigning in one hostel of juniors, in answer to one question, Jadu replied," Probably, it will be done for sure." For late learners, note the word "Probably" and "sure". Jadu has planned for bus which will carry our campus people to nearby places, when asked about ground work regarding bus service," i have talked to two bus-travelers and they are ready to start the service." Jadu knows a girl(Her name is Mita), and words in air is that, she likes him and even she asked him last year for prom. I don't know much about it but during election time, Jadu and i were discussing election matters, he said," In AH-1, manas bhaiya se baat ho gayi hai, AH-2 to apna hi hai, Ladkiyon me to ek hi center point hai, mita." After this, we all started teasing him, "center point to ek hi hai, mita." But a secret information only for you guys, Jadu was proposed by 22 girls after audi debate.
However, "probably for sure" we lost the elections but nonetheless we enjoyed the days of excitement, fun, tension and more importantly it drew us more closer.
Friday, August 6, 2010
A weavers' village in Bihar has
100 graduates from IITs and RECs
By Kanhaiah Bhelari/Patwa Toli
Kajal Se Kala Cheej Kalank Hai
Suraj Se Chamkila Cheej IIT Hai
(Ignominy is blacker than black
IIT is brighter than the sun)
This rather odd-sounding couplet is pasted on the walls of many
houses of Patwa Toli village in Gaya district of Bihar. The village
literally takes it to heart. In the last 10 years, 25 students from
the nondescript hamlet have got into various Indian Institutes of
Technology (IITs) and 75 have entered Regional Engineering Colleges,
now known as National Institutes of Technology.
Courage to dream: The students of Patwa Toli have fought against
several odds to realise their ambition
There is an envious saying in nearby villages: "Boys of Patwa Toli
are born to become engineers." It is slowly becoming a rural proverb.
Patwa Toli has around 300 families of weavers and the clatter of
power-looms is heard throughout the day. How can students unravel
tough equations in this noise? "We are focused," said a student. "The
sound of the looms goes above our head." Like the mythical warrior
Arjuna, the quintessential student sees only his targetÑan
The weavers have been shuttling from crisis to crisis since the early
decades of the 20th century. "We realised that if our children do not
get good education and good jobs, the community would be heading for
real trouble," said Umesh Prasad Patwa, a weaver.
Bitter experience taught them that they could get little from
jostling for common government jobs. "It is very difficult to get
such jobs without obliging those in power," said Patwa. He said he
lost the post of a lecturer because he could not pay Rs 50,000 as
Motivator: Vijay Kumar, an IIT graduate, conducts a training class
Jitendra Kumar, son of Thakur Prasad, was the one who wove
the 'engineering dream' in the village. He wrote the 1991 entrance
examination and got admission at Banaras Hindu University, whose
Institute of Technology is one of the eight IITs. When he came back
to the village, he urged the villagers to motivate their children to
Kumar is now working at PricewaterhouseCoopers-Global, a software
consultancy in New Jersey, USA. While studying for his engineering
degree, he used to assemble young students of the village near the
Durgasthan (abode of the goddess) to teach them learning skills and
the way to write exams. He proved to be a big inspiration. In 1997,
13 boys got into IITs and 53 entered various Regional Engineering
Before he left for the United States in 1997, Kumar set up several
study centres at the village to train aspirant engineers. It has
almost become mandatory for those who have got into the IITs to guide
those who are aspiring to get inÑa kind of village ethos. Said an IIT
graduate: "I spend at least two hours a day to help young men prepare
for the entrance examinations."
Most of the families are poor. But parents have never allowed poverty
to dampen the academic pursuits of their children. This is a village
which is passionate about education; almost obsessed with it.
Children of many weavers are now holding important posts in
government agencies like the Defence Research and Development
Organisation and top-notch software companies like Wipro and Infosys.
Some have landed jobs in the US.
A case in point is Krishna Prasad, Munna Prasad's father, who earns
Rs 3,000 a month. But he asked Munna not to worry about the family's
financial problems, as the boy had one flaming idea in his
mindÑgetting into an engineering college. To buy costly books, he
gave tuitions for school children in the morning, earning Rs 750 a
month. At night, he studied for six hours.
Lust is the main enemy of concentration. So we get our boys married
before they appear for examinations, said Umesh Prasad Patwa.
His hard work yielded results. Last year, he got admission in the
Roorkee College of Engineering, an IIT now. Ghimri Lal, an illiterate
life insurance agent, sent his son Tej Narain Prasad to school to
learn English so that he could help in preparing insurance
papers. "My son appeared for the IIT entrance test and got the 259th
rank," said Lal, beaming with pride. "He is now in IIT Kanpur." Vijay
Kumar, now a student at IIT Kharagpur, remembered studying in
candlelight with seven other boys. Infosys has offered him a job.
The IIT graduates set up an association, Nav Prayas, in 1999 to
motivate the youth of the village. It organises debates and seminars,
and conducts talent search examinations to identify students with
The candidates selected are divided into groups and given training.
Villagers have chipped in by offering rooms in their houses to
conduct study centres.
Some students go to a coaching centre in Gaya for proficiency in
Interestingly, most of the village youth studying for engineering
entrance are married. "Lust is the main enemy of concentration," said
Patwa. "So we get our boys married before they appear for
examinations." The villagers say early marriage takes care of the
vagaries of the libido.
The villagers have been encouraging only sons to pursue their academic
dreams. However, now they are also thinking of motivating the girls
to follow the same path.
Patwa Toli stands in sharp contrast to the dismal state of education
in therest of Bihar, which has the highest number of school dropouts
(58 per cent atthe primary level and up to 80 per cent at the high
It is different in other respects, too. The other villages are
plagued bycrime, liquor and Naxalism. Patwa Toli is crime-free, and
there are very fewdrunks loitering around. There are no gangs or
goons. The pursuit of knowledge has virtually brought light to the
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Well ok. In this summer vacation, i taught Physics and Maths to 3 guys [no gals :( ]. One of them was particularly sharp minded, sincere and hard working but lack of good teachers and competition obstructed his progress. I asked Vishal (his name) why he hadn't gone for coaching. He replied if i went for coaching, i won't be able to pay for my college. He was from General category. I know he will end up getting rank in lakhs in AIEEE, leave JEE.
Think critically for two minutes. Do Akash desrve RESERVATION??? He and Anshu are in same in all respect, they both did there coaching, same amount of labour, same economic status, then why?? One thing more, i know Akash from class 7 but i didn't know that he is from OBC. Thanks to government, i now know that. Government taught me he is OBC, and they divide us. Feel the agony of Anshu, now if he does suicide, people will say him coward, they will blame his parents for not making him brave. Nobody will care for government. Thats ok. Politicians will not scrap off reservation. Think about Vishal, he is the guy who needs reservation, because he hasn't equal opportunity for preparation as paise wale do have. Yes, scrap off resevation, just give all people equal opportunity to prepare. its not the case that poors dont have mind, God never discriminate on caste. I dont think any guy which really need reservation gets its advantage. Government schools are not in status to provide such teachers, then just open a special school for the preparation of JEE, where the guys which are supposed to get RESERVATION study. Give them best teacher possible, then see the result of JEE, i dont think there will be need of any reservation. If this is also not possible, give reservation on economic status, so that every poor can have their chance. It would also hurt general people but not that much when we see our friend equal to us in every respect just because he is OBC. We can then relieve our heart that i sacrificed something for society. Once there was time when being SC, ST, OBC mean that they are poor but that period is over. Now a days, handsome numbers of people in upper caste(so called) are also poors. Gandhi jee devised a word HARIJAN to make all caste uniform, now politicians are fighting for caste based census. They are again using DIVIDE and RULE policy, i dont know when people would understand and perhaps then it would be too late.....,....
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Night went silently.
Next morning, she perched down to sit in front of me. Watching her sit in front of me, commotion started in my heart and I was searching chance to talk to her. After some time, my co-passengers started talking to her. Through that conversation, I found that she is going to Bangalore to take admission in some engineering college. Whole day she was reading a book named “ World’s History: A Brief Summary” in the most grave look. Only book’s name was “brief”, otherwise it was 1200-1300 pages thick. In the night, I gathered all my courage and asked for her book. (in school, I never completed my history book…I found that too boring). To my pleasure, she gave me book. I turned first page, there was written P kumari in beautiful cursive writing. But then something unexpected happened. Damn to Railways. My love train hadn’t started yet and they derailed it. My compartment’s light went off and I had to return the book with thanks.
But I liked her so much in 28 hours of journey.
Later I was admitted to BITS-Goa but I didn’t forget her. I told all my friends about her and said to enquire about her if they know anyone in Bangalore. Next, I did the craziest thing to find her. I searched “female, bihar, Bangalore” in Orkut and scrapped to every girl whose name goes with the letter “P”. After around 10 days, somebody replied, it was Priyanka and she scrapped,” r u the one who borrowed my buk in Train?”. I visited her profile only 2-3 friends and 5-6 scraps which looked as if they also don’t know her. After some days, she gave me her phone number and I really loved messaging her, though she never talked. It’s not that I never tried, but every time she replied “I m in class” or “friends here” or simply “busy”.
Then due to jaundice outbreak, we were given 20 days vacation. I returned to my home town and met with one of my oldest pal, Avinash. We were friend from class 7 and shared almost every secret. We chatted all day and I told him about Priyanka. He asked me to let him talk with her (he studies in IIT, so he was too much despo like us). Though I knew she would not take my call, but I had to call, it was the question of my prestige. I dialled her number from his phone and after some time it changed to “calling Ravi new “. I cut the call and dialled once again. It again changed to “calling Ravi new”. I asked him about that number. He said,”are yaar, ravi ka naya number hai… 2 mahine pehle to liya hai.”
I told Avinash everything; he laughed for good 30 minutes before I called Ravi, another of my close pal, and slanged him with every known slang.
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
When I used to wait for my school bus, I saw a small child of my age working in tea stall in front of my bus stop. 3 years later, he still works there and I am out of school, attending college and hoping a handsome package in lakhs per annum. He still works there and probably will do so to the rest of his life. I am in state of thinking that my child will attend some college in USA or UK and he will try to save his child from the tea stall his father gifted him. Recently, I went to my village and felt the agony of poor.In my village, I went sporting a nice nike shoes to save me from dusty road, children there were happy working in farm bare footed. And I wonder why child labour act. Just to add few more pages to the longest constitution of the world. And on the April fool day, our constitution makers added a new gem to the crown right to education. Now every child has fundamental right to get enrolled in nearby school. Whom the government is fooling? We people, yeah, like what they are doing for past 60 years. Do government think, poor are fool and don’t know the importance of education? No, every father knows the importance of education but his child has to work in order to be sure that he doesn't sleep empty stomach at night. Then he has to see, if his parents and brother had their meal or not and after this come his education. He is no lincon and lal bahdur sashtri that he can study after all these, his just a common chap who gets tired after hard work and prefer sleep over school.
I have a story to tell, in the most backward state of India, Bihar, there is a locality named Patwa toli. This locality is known for its poor weavers who are the victim of modern cloth technology and is situated in pious city of Bodh Gaya. In that locality, there are two brothers who are running a coaching institute for IIT-JEE at very minimal fee. The two brothers are also pass out from IITs, and every year, they produce around 5-10 IITians. The most amazing part is that the holiday of students studying in IITs from Patwa toli is utilised to teach the juniors. Together they are doing great job to change their society, their poverty and everything which is obstructing their path to success.
Change is within us. After some years, we will be earning a lot of money. Can’t we give a part of that to the society? If not money, why not teaching poor child for one day every week. We are 120 people in a hostel, if we can form a trust with each member just paying Rs.1000/- per year. It will be Rs.120000, enough to sponsor one or two child’s education. And remember if we can do that, we are not only changing just one life, we are changing life of his parents, his generations yet to come. To the country, we are giving one responsible citizen and to society, one person who can change the fate of his locality, his relatives.
Monday, July 5, 2010
Friday, July 2, 2010
In class 8:
Our class was in first floor and to drink water, we used to go to ground floor. This was the first time; i was going to propose someone. So, naturally, i was bit nervous. But i was determined to do so on that day. "That day" because that day was Tuesday, day of hanuman ji, and if i fail that day, i had to wait another week. I decided to catch her in lunch on stairs and tell my feelings. As soon as bell rang for lunch, i went to stair and started to wait for her. I waited for whole 30 minutes and even i missed my noodles.(my mother gave me noodles that day). After 30 minutes, bell rang and i went back to class and enquired about her. My spies in girls told me that she was not feeling well and has decided to skip the lunch.
My plan changed. She used to go by foot and that too alone. So, i decided to check my luck then. As final bell rang, i hurriedly went to gate and looked for her. But to my surprise, she came but accompanied with her father. For a minute, i imagined myself in front of her father, her father with a gun, and i begging for my life.
I waited for next Tuesday. I had a different plan for that day. I decided to say her as soon as i found her alone. At last, i got the right time.
anku: hi.. have you completed maths homework??
here i was preparing for my life and these geek girls always thing about the studies. Though i hadn't completed yet but i had to make impression.
me: yes..i can help you.
me: anku..i was thinking...........
anku: you know, my sister bought me this ring..
(Showing a golden ring in her finger)
girls can never change...the same jewellery.....same sister....i was sick of them for last 1 years.
me: really nice..
anku: kal meri mumbai wali mausi aa rahi hai..
you have to listen these, if you want to see your future with her, no matter how much you dislike.
me: cool.. anku.. i was thinking that i love you.
Suddenly her look changed from, mother Teresa to phoolan devi, i swear if she had gun, i must be in heaven enjoying apsaras.
anku: i know you guys well.. you all are same. Why i trusted you?? Why??
She started sobbing.(killer weapon of girls-tears)
me: i mean.......i really like you..i am not teasing or doing it for fun...i love you most in this world after your parents..
she ran away and in next morning assembly, i got my answer. Her elder sister who was 2 years senior to us called me .
Her sister gave me a short speech on “girls and their future” and her speech includes questions like “ What do you understand girls? Are they for fun only?”. After speech I thought why cant girls say direct no. And then I decided to never let my heart fall again but it fell again. Details in next post…
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Har khusi hai logon ke daman mein;
Par ek hansi ke liye waqt nahi.
Maa ke loree ka ehasas to hai;
Par maa ko maa kehne ka waqt nahi.
Gairon ki kya baatein kare;
Jab apno ke liye hi waqt nahi.
Aakhon me neend to bahut hain;
Par sone ka waqt hi nahi.
Dil hai gamon se bhara hua;
Par rone ke liye hi waqt nahi.
Paison ki daur me aise daure;
ki thakne ke liye hi waqt nahi.
Paraye ehsason ki kya kadra kare;
Jab apne sapno ke liye hi waqt nahi.