Thursday, December 23, 2010

"Engineering" with me!!!

Becoming an engineer in a small town is a great achievement. It feels great that everybody knows you. "Wanna be engineers" come to take tips. Some over excited parents come along with their child and they would say,"acche se padhoge, to na bhaiya jaise banoge". Generally engineering college are in metros(or soon to be metros), so people think you have knowledge of culture prevailing their. Suddenly, your opinions are taken seriously and people listen to you and that too without any questions. Earlier people used to say,"abhi tu baccha hai, tere ko samajh nai aayega."

In this summer vacation, there was an incident with me, after which i think twice before saying,"i am pursuing engineering." I was on visit to my granny's house. She lives in much smaller town.
I was having evening chit-chat with her when one old man of her neighbourhood called me. His wife was standing beside him.

Old man: Your granny told me that you are doing engineering.

me: Yes, that is true.

Old man: So, what "type" of engineer you are?

I am dualite, but for people whom i feel i can't make understand, i say only of my BE degree.

me: Electrical and Electronics Engineering.

Old man: What do these engineers do?

me: They make computers, TV, radio......such electronic things....

Old man: inverters..huh??

me:(i felt that they are understanding)haan haan ...you got it right..inverters too.

After half an hour, the old man came with a lantern in his hand, calling my name. Yes, in Bihar, electricity is as scarce as water in thar desert. He asked me to accompany him to his house. I thought old man was seeking a company, so i didn't make many queries and quietly followed him. When we reached his house, he summoned me inside and then showed his inverter.

Old man:(pointing to inverter) For the last few days, this is not giving required back up. After 15 minutes, it starts piiiii.....piiiiii....piii.

Though i could say there, i don't have any idea about inverters. But then, i thought about homeopathic doctors. You visit them for any disease, they have medicine for that. I bet they will have medicine for disease which doesn't exist too. So, i remembered my "padosi" homeopathic doctor and started unplugging all wires. Then i plugged them again. I asked for hammer. They were standing with tester(to check electrical connection) and were amused at my demand. I stroke the battery terminals using the hammer. After all this, i thought there should be some technical thing.

me: You don't have voltage stabilizer attached to it. So due to voltage fluctuation, the battery junction was choked.carbon jam gaya tha, hatana parta hai.

Old man: Thank you, beta.

Next morning, i was preparing to leave. Old man came and said,"thank you..voltage is quite good now." I replied,"that was nothing...it was easy."

And once, i went to buy deodorant. I am not much into it and i went to shop to buy any deo of Rs. 100-150. Shopkeeper knows me. Here's the part of conversation.

Shopkeeper: When do you come?

me: 2 days back. I need a deo.

He placed two deo in front of me. One of Reebok and other one of NIKE. I was thinking to ask for some indian brand.

SK: kya bataye sir!!! yahan koi smajhta hi nai hai acche brand ka value. logo ko nike do to kahenge mehnga hai. Yahan logo ko "local" de do. usi me khus rahenge. Goa me to aisa nai hota hoga.

me: hmmm..there people have more money that here. So their purchasing capacity is greater.

SK: Which one you are taking? NIKE?

The albatross cross was hung round me. If i didn't take one from the two, he would brand me as common people. So to make him comfortable and for the sake of pride of my race, i chose the NIKE.

Monday, December 20, 2010

To home, Gollum and Wall

Journey by train has its own fun, frolic and experiences. And when you are travelling with college friends, fun and thrill get multiplied. After the end of the last semester, I and my friend were scheduled to go by Patna Vasco Express. When we reached station, we were first greeted by my hostel warden and one more mathematics faculty. Both were going by the same train.(our hostel warden is a nice and friendly person and therefore we don't fear him)

This train is the only direct train from Goa to Bihar, so there were many BITSians. One 4th year girl and one 1st year guy had seat in front of ours. After some time, GOLLUM (i regret for those who don't know gollum) came.

The junior with us was a non-ideal college student. He sleeps at 10 pm, wakes at 5 am, goes for chanting(courtesy ISKCON people), attend all classes, keeps himself updated with class. No wonder, he is expecting 9 gpa. Like metals at 0 kelvin, gollum bhai(as we say him) is perfectly ideal college student. Train started and so our discussion. We asked the junior about his first semester experiences. He was full praise for faculties, institute and everything. He started giving us tips on "ladki patana" and "getting cgpa".(And i thought we were seniors)

So, gollum bhai was very much interested in cgpa building tips. Gollum bhai told him his daily routine. Here goes his daily routine:
09:00 am - Breakfast
10:00 am - dc/sleep/class (priority level from left to right)
01:00 pm - lunch
02:00 pm - lab/sleep
05:00 pm - basketball
08:00 pm - bath
09:00 pm - dinner
09:30 pm - mongi
11:00 pm - guitar
12:00 pm - dc
01:00 am - movies

Junior was asked to take out time from the busy schedule for gollum's studies.

junior: leave dc. That's waste of time.

gollum: arre, dc?? dc is my moral commitment. If i don't go, people will miss me.

junior: decrease the time on dc.

gollum: yaar jaan-pehchaan thora jyada hai dc pe. 1 hour to hi-hello me nikal jata hai.

junior: leave basketball.

gollum: log kehte hai ki main accha khelta hoom, ab nai jaunga to accha nai lagega.

junior: Then you continue. I can't say anything.

Next day, we were playing antrakshari and dumb charades. All BITSian in train joined us. A moment later, math faculty Vineet sir, too joined us. In dumb charades, Vineet sir always guessed actor as Amitabh Bachhan. Like every end of dumb charades, ours too ended at movies like bhagte bhoot ki khulti langoti and bargad ki per par latki churail. Gollum bhai, much to our surprise, was very good at old hindi songs. We asked him for the inspiration of the same. Perhaps, it was the senior girl, gollum bhai hesitated to disclose the inspiration.

At night, gollum bhai disclosed the inspiration. Her name was kacchra wali. He said that his love was very serious. It started when gollum bhai was in class 10. kacchra wali' and gollum bhai's houses were 50 feet apart. It all started when gollum bhai used to study in his terrace, she too used to study at her terrace. Both used to see each other. They never talked. This see-game continued for about 4 month. You people must have watched hundred of bollywood movies, where there are loving couple, they dance around trees on some emotional bollywood track and toward the end of the movie, there is a "wall" in between them. That wall may be baap, bhai, paisa, amiri-garibi, chacha, dada and their is a emotional speech which melts their heart and breaks the metaphorical "wall". But gollum bhai's love story is slightly different. Yes, there is a "wall" but this is real "wall". A new construction started in 50 feet between their house and in 4 month, the "wall" of new construction reached to such height that it started obstructing their view. After class 10, gollum bhai went to Bokaro. During one vacation, when gollum bhai was visiting his home, again he saw her. This time she was throwing away "kacchra". And henceforth the name,"kacchra wali".

Friday, December 10, 2010

Incomplete,Undecided...(A Great Dilemma)


Recently three incidents (sorry accidents) happened that i can't take my attention off them.

1. There is a guy, who got Average+16(in our lingo, its called 'av') in one exam. When we got our answer sheets back, he overwrote on an answer for 2 more marks. Unfortunately, he got caught and got 'Registration Cancelled' in that course.


2. Another student, he made a false output file when he was unable to get a correct program in our programming test. Teacher caught him. He started crying, not for his mistake but for two more marks.


3. One student got Average-1 marks. While checking his evaluated paper, he found one of his question wrongly corrected. He was given marks for one wrong answer. He went back to teacher pointing the same. (Teacher doesn't cut his marks :)


I won't comment on correctness of any one's act because i don't have necessary qualification for that. Because if i were av-15 and then somewhere i get marks for wrong answer, my morale is under doubt. But certainly these acts disturb me. Many a times, i wonder,"Is this for i am here?"

When i started here, i was never concerned about my marks. I thought its OK as long as i understand the subject. But now, there is a big change in me, I am getting good marks but at the same point I am thinking of the methods to get more marks. Earlier, my thrust was how this circuit works? Why people made it? Now i think,"They will ask questions to calculate current in this circuit. Let's mug up how to solve this." Another experience, i had av-10 in one subject and i decided not to study that because even though i'll study it, i will get a 'C' grade again. This is an example of loser's attitude, I have. It's really very shameful. Indeed, my CG is increasing, everybody is happy, my parents, friends, everyone. But everyday, I question myself,"Is this correct?". And always there are two Harsh answering and I am unable to decide whom should i listen to and why. The first of two people, i mentioned in start are above 8 CG and the third one has below average CG (6.1). Why the first two people did that sort of act? May be because they have to live up to their status(here, people's status and reputation is decided on the basis of CG) or because they have to please their parents. And reason for the last one, just because he has a low CG, one more 'D' grade doesn't make a difference or because he has a low CG, his parents don't have any expectation from him. I have no clue about their motives, but these reasons look like some possible answers.

I again say that i can't comment who is right and who is wrong because i am not in a position to do so. But now when i am gradually learning to get marks, i feel incomplete and more vulnerable to my motives and my knowledge.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Four of Life


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

End Semester-Feedback


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

Bihar Election: My take




Bihar election results are out. BJP-JD(U) coalition win at more than 200 seats in a house of 243. The results are simply fascinating. Bihar developed in the reign of Neetish kumar. Nobody can question this development. 15 years before Neetish Kumar(Lalu era) was the big shame. When i was a little child, almost 10-11 years back, the road to my village was full of holes. It was so hazardous that people prefer to go by foot rather than by car or anything else. Now, i don't get time to visit there, but i heard that road is reconstructed. Those days, kidnapping emerged as new industry. Neetish Kumar deserves his share of appreciation, law and order has considerably improved. Education is another area where he did great job. He started a scheme called Mukhyamantri Balika Cycle Yojna, where Rs.2000 was given to every girl of class 9 and class 10 of the state. Result: School drop out rates of girls has decreased. Another move was 50% reservation in gram panchayats. Result: women empowerment. This women empowerment is evident in terms of voters turn out in election. In females, voters turn out percentage was 54%, whereas among males, it was around 50%. Last year, GDP of Bihar grew significantly, second only to Gujrat.
Results are more significant because, it come from Bihar. Bihar, state known for its caste and religion based politics. What does it show? Are people tired of politics and look for development? Perhaps yes. There was a time, when Lalu Yadav was confident of his M-Y equation.(Muslim-Yadav votes) He used to acknowledge this openly, and i feel this is a big shame, when any politician is relying on caste and religion only, and didn't addresses the issues of interest like education and health. RJD(lalu's party) gets about 25 seats in 243. This result is a big shame on Lalu and questions his political career. His wife and former chief minister Rabri Devi lost the election. This mandate shows the emotion of Biharis. Neetish showed a ray of light in darkness and look at the response, over 200 seats.
Still, work is not completed yet. Encouragement of Industries, power, water supply are the problems which needs immediate concern and this will be a big task for Neetish Kumar to carry the high hopes of heavy mandate. This result is a lesson for the politicians and i hope this should start a era of constructive and developmental politics. This mandate has strengthen the fundamentals of democracy as it confirmed the people's choice of development. But for now, its party time for BJP and JD(U).
BJP: Bhartiya Janta Party
RJD: Rashtriya Janta Dal (managed by Lalu Yadav)
JD(U): Janta Dal(United) (managed by Neetish Kumar)




Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Best Half


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

Virtual World

In our hostels, social networking sites are banned. Some days back, they got unblocked. Buzzes behind unblocking were, "one of our computer science professors is doing research" and "to utilise the full bandwidth". Whatever may be the reason, number of notifications, friend requests multiplied abruptly. It was great opportunity for the guys to check out the pics of their crushes and then a hefty discussion with the friends on which girl looks good in pic and not in reality. Its great to have 5-6 friend sitting and then shower of comments follows. Status updates were too fast, one example.."chhapal ka fita tut gaya :(" (strap of sleeper breaks) and there were 27 comments and 5 likes. Some people after every few hours, open www.brainyquotes.com, pick up a quote on life and phillosphy which they dont understand and put that in their status. And other people who also dont understand them "like" them. Another class of people updates their status with some nice love quotes, in a little hope, that this quote will be liked by the people whom they want it to be liked.

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

Its Good to be Good

"Action and Reaction are equal, and they act on different bodies."

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"

I had written this post a long ago and i didn't think of publishing in my blog, but due to some people who made mockery of my ethnicity, provoked me to publish this. Here i am not proving or stating Bihar is good, i am just answering some people. Hope they understand.

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

Smile :)

Smile....5 letter word has more impact than anything other in this world. Smile is an investment which never incurs loss and always has higher returns. Universe's most beautiful thing, according to me, is the friendship between enemies and smile is the shortest way to do that. And the world's most dangerous thing is LOVE, this too starts when a girl acknowledges boy's smile. Trust me, no worldly thing can give you more pleasure than the pleasure you get when you know you are the reason behind someone's smile. That someone may be your parent, friend or girlfriend. (i think, my friends will connect more with the last one). I'll give you an example, just observe your mother's smile when someone praises you, and then feel your joy that you were reason behind that smile. Nothing equals your joy and that smile too.

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

I Hate Growing

2-3 weeks back, my friend said,"I hate growing." My friend gave me many examples to support this statement. Though i was not satisfied with the justifications given by him, but certainly i agreed upon the fact that I too hate growing. Though i am a student and i don't do anything else other than studies to worry about but yet every night when i go to sleep, my mind is full of thoughts. On an average i have 4-5 hours of class everyday, and if i attend every class with full concentration, then at the end of day, i have no strength to do anything. Leave doing something creative. Interactions with friends are also decreasing day by day. I talk more on gtalk than face to face. And i think, many of my friends will accept this. Earlier, people used to sit together and share their life, feelings and by this they make others divide their pain and multiply joy. As i am growing, my responsibilities are increasing and this is what i am hating. Everyday i am becoming more bounded, thought wise, feeling wise and this is what i am hating. I have to take care of my marks otherwise i will not get a handsome price for my degree, i will not get a good college for MS. Those who lag in this race for marks in the highly competitive tournament are frustrated and this is shown at many places. Most common example is the gtalk status, their status are generally inspirational quotes. Let me give you some examples,"It doesn't matter you win or lose, what really matters is how you finish it." Another one"Dreams are not that you watch with closed eyes but dreams are those that doesn't let you sleep." Sometimes, i feel i am lost in this huge world and finding a door to get out is impossible.


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

Prom Saga

Now, when notices regarding prom registrations are being put up on the hostel notice boards, the adrenaline level in every boy's body is at its highest level. I don't know much about girls, but i feel there is an equal fire on there side too. Today i saw a girl attending a particular class in which she never comes, later i was informed that she was expecting prom proposal from a guy, who comes in that class. So, she was providing him maximum opportunity to ask. Another girl who always comes in two tops, one red and another one combination of blue and white, was seen in third one.(probably her best one :)

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

steps 2 luv

You like any girl, you talk to her, if you begin liking her, then there are some sudden changes in you.

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

Adventure of WAVES

One year back:

"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

Newspaper Cut

Everyone in my college is genius, and attending lectures is an offence to our superiority. Proof of our greatness; we complete the whole syllabus, which teachers teach in a whole semester, in a night before the exam; our answer paper will show some new theories, which we discover in the examination hall to solve the given question; we are able to concentrate on lectures while playing "missed call-missed call" with friends or observing the motions of teacher in order to mimic them. (After all there are girls too for distractions ;) As the teachers also know of our greatness, they keep on calling us on date through keeping marks on attendance, surprise quizzes.

This is the story of one such class where we were bound to go because of attendance. I was already late for class and teacher's voice was too low to be audible at the back benches, so i decided to carry a newspaper. As expected, class was full and i sat at the last bench, and the next moment i started reading the newspaper. Sometimes wrong way leads to new gate, the most beautiful girl of the campus came and sat besides me. (A survey was conducted on boys of our campus, and this girl's name was found to be the most frequently used word, so she is "the most beautiful") That was hard time for me, as i was not able to concentrate on newspaper. My heart was forcing me to look on her, while mind was thinking of ethical issues.


At once, she asked me,"can you listen to him?" (pointing to the teacher).
me: no.

(This was the glorious moment for me as i was able to say a word to a girl whom 2000 other boys aspire to talk.)

She then questioned me,"why don't you complain?"

It is always advisable not to show your greatness in front of girls, so instead of saying, "i dont want a teacher to teach me", i answered ,"i have headache today".

The girl: i am going to complain.

She then said in her sweet voice,"sir, we can't hear you."

Teacher took no notice of her, but a few boys started staring at her as they became aware of her presence. They got the motivation to attend the remaining lecture.

I dont know why girls are so much after studies, but she raised her hand to let the teacher know of her problem.

Teacher (furiously): You guys dont listen to my instructions properly, in the beginning itself, i made it clear that no one will ask doubts in between the class. And you foolish girl, doing the same thing. Put your hand down, i will talk to you after class.

After facing so much of music because of no fault of her, she looked dejected.

The girl(to me): Give me a page from newspaper.

me (handing over the front page): here it is..

The girl: what will i do with this page? There will be the same news,"bomb blast somewhere, 10 killed", "minister hinted at Pakistani support in the blast. Give me the movie and lifestyle pages.
And she leaned forward to snatch it.

I covered the article which i was reading to hide from her. I failed and she chuckled as i was reading "How to win heart of beautiful girls?"

me(in slight hesitation): ok ok..take this.

After that we continued our newspaper reading without saying a word. Now if ever, i read a newspaper in any class, the sweet memory of that day haunts me.



Sunday, September 5, 2010

Luv-Suv

It always happens, when any girl likes me, i don't like her and when i like any girl, obviously, she doesn't like me. Well thats ok with me, same answer comes always,"we are good as friends and i never imagine you beyond that." But right now, i will not talk of myself but of couples, who have long distance relationships.

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

Idiot, by choice

Yesterday, i was attending an event supposed to discuss a book, "The Kite Runner." Among the very few audience present, there was a guy, Anand, who came to me and asked for 10 minutes of time at podium. He informed me that he had made a proper research on Afghanistan regarding its history, misfortunes Afghanis are facing and world's view regarding it. I advised him to ask the compare for permission.

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

Jadu Teri Nazar

Last few days were amazing. Our college has Council of Student Affairs whose members are chosen democratically (Other then popular factors which affect elections, in general like regionalism, we have one more hostel-ism).One of my friend contested for the post of General Secretary of the Council of Students Affair(CSA). All these days, i got to know many things, like how to convince others, how to keep your patience, and so on. Leave this, i would like to share some light moments. Probably these moments will be with me through out my life and will make me smile anywhere, anytime.

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

Wrong Number

In vacation, like everyone, i was also busy with Facebook. But misfortunes followed me there also. There is a separate section on facebook home page called "people you may know", many of my friends have sent friend requests to girls of our campus, and many of them accepted too, so facebook was suggesting them to me as friend. Yesterday,one of my friends Raavan said in very depressive manner,"ladkiyan facebook pe to acche se chat karti thi, yahan pehchane se bhi inkaar kar rahi hai."

There is a girl, we call her hooke's law, facebook was suggesting her as my friend. I dont want to add anyone who dont know me. (of course, we guys know every girl) So, first day, as USUAL, i took a look on her profile and logged off. Second day, again she was suggested as friend, it took my mental power equivalent to attending morning 8 class for stopping myself from adding her as friend. Third day, again her name was there, i thought,"ok..enough is enough." And i sent her invitation. Next day only, she accepted it

Some days later, she was online, though my heart was willing to chat but i controlled myself thinking "sab moh maya hai." After two minute or so, she said,"hiiiii". I was on cloud 9 and i replied "hello."
Here is the part of conversation:

me: how is vacation goin?

hooke's :pretty f9 but slightly boring.. whole day u stay at home, i miss nescafe and ice n spice.

me: yeah, true..i feel d same

(i was enjoying my vacation to the fullest, two times a day cricket, bike, old friends, what can be better than that? And juice walla in my neighborhood is better than ice n spice, economical and tasty.. but supporting a girl is more important ;)

me:what is ur cg?

hooke's: i screwed my compre.. mere 8.5

( Oh my God, screwed compre and then 8.5, i wish i were like her screwing T1, T2, Compre. In slapped myself for such a stupid question, after all jinke ghar sishe k hote hai, wo dusro pe pathar nai feka karte. Guys, i have below average CG)

hooke's: urs??

me:hey, who is coming for waves this time?

(change the topic..best idea :)

hooke's: you remember, last waves??

me:How can i forget!! That was our first waves.. I was busy in DORA serving GMC girls. (GMC stands for Goa Medical College)

hooke's:when did you work for DORA??? I thought u were with me the whole time...

( Then, i understood the meaning of 5 "i" in her hiiiii.. She misunderstood me for someone else. Then, i thought to continue the play but something stopped me from doing so. )

me: i am not the one, you are looking for.

hooke's: hey, you are not Harsh from AH3????

me: no, it was my pleasure to talk with you.

She logged off and never talked with me again. Now after vacation, she never makes eye contact with me. Anyways, whatever be the reason, i think, she recognizes me now..


To IIT....

A poor boy, does hard labour, studies in lantern without a fan at 40 °C , without any qualified teacher around the loud noise of machines and gets into top engineering college of India...looks so filmy, unreal. But there is a place, where such guys live, fighting with all diversities called Patwa toli, in gaya, bihar. I have high respect for them, because they demand nothing from government and silently they go on to make their life. They have made adversities their stair to success.

more about them from some media report...

The pattern of success

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
engineering degree.

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
bribe.

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
become engineers.

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
Colleges.

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
aptitude.

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
English.

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
school level).

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
village.


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

DIVIDE and RULE

I am going to tell you the story of two of my friends Anshu and Akash. After class 10, due to the lack of good teachers in my hometown, students go to some other place to study; usually kota or Delhi or Bokaro. We three also went. I and Anshu did our coaching at FIITJEE Bokaro, Akash went to Delhi and joined Narayna. They both were unsuccessful in their first attempt and they decided to give an another shot. Anshu went to Bansal, kota and Akash clinged to FIITJEE. This year they both CRACKED IIT-JEE.(i haven't yet figured out yet why JEE is cracked and other exams are passed, i guess it is something like Trains are late and Flights are delayed :) Anshu with AIR 8219 and Akash with 8533. After counselling, i came to know that Akash has been alloted Civil at BHU whereas Anshu got nothing. Then i was informed that Akash is from OBC category and Anshu is General.

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

Train to Hyderabad (My Story-3)

“Go and study to make our name fly high”, with these words my mother applied a long tilak on my forehead and bade me bye. I was going to BITS-Pilani Hyderabad Campus. My father was accompanying me to Hyderabad and we both boarded a train. Finally we settled at our sit with our huge luggage. (Out of love, my mother gave me enough snacks to last for 1 month even if I stopped eating in mess and feed myself with those 4 times a day.) After some moments of thorough inspection, I found a cute girl sleeping on nearby upper berth.

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

We and Society

Though in India, everywhere you can find hungry and poor people, fighting among themselves for their existence. When stomach is empty, no one can think about education, leave the big things like development, society and country.
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

My story-2

This post is dedicated to one of my friends.
Do you know what Sachin Tendulkar loves the most??? Think..Think.. Let me tell you. Sachin counts his centuries again and again and relishes every century. He tells his wife,” Anjali, you remember, the final of Asia cup, I smashed six off Shoiab Akhtar to make 100”. Anjali replies,” Of course darling. And that in Australia, 3 sixes on Shane Warne. How can I forget them!!”
You people will be thinking why suddenly Sachin Tendulkar. Its because recently I found a new property of girls. Though girls are very much offensive on anyone who proposes them but they love to count the number of proposes, similar to Sachin’s habit of counting centuries. I have got some secret information from girl’s side that there is sense of competition between them over their toll. “are payal, tujhe is month sirf 3 ne propose kiya, mujhe to 6 ne…” And now payal will get ready to give her friend hard fight next month by using “fair and lovely”.
Some days back, I was caught in this count fight. That time, I was unaware of this count race. I liked one girl and wished to tell her my feeling. I needed a medium for that and who else is better than her best friend. I talked to Shruti (her best friend) and told her whole matter except that I like her best friend (if you tell so, she is no longer intrested in you and you will lose a communicating medium). In some days, Shruti became a good friend of mine. I and Shruti started messaging. Meanwhile I shifted to Goa. But one day, I was trapped. Here is a part of message conversation:
Me: hi..wassup..wht r u doin?
Shruti: nothng….just playing wid my cousins…
Me: lovely.. I wish I were at home.. I luv kids…
(to win her friend..first you have to win her..thats why so much of nonsense)
Shruti: dey r askin me weird ques… I m sick of dere ques..
Me: lyk???
Shruti: Dey just asked me,” what is meant by 143?”
Me: I luv u
( my Physics tutorial was waiting for me, I had to go)
Me: bye
( No reply, I was slightly taken aback, but then I didn’t put much of my mind in it)
Thereafter due to my exams and after me Shruti’s exam, we didn’t talk or message. 10 days back, I met the girl whom I loved. With slight hesistation, I said I love you.
Girl’s reply: you cheater, fraud…. Kutte, kaminey…I know you..whenever you find any good looking girl, you propose her… “ I love you” ..so simple words for you..
Me: but what I did…???????????
Girl: just month back, you proposed Shruti and now me..
Me: but..but.. I never proposed her…
Girl: Thank God, you proposed Shruti and I have evidence for that..i have Shruti’s mobile with me
( She opened her mobile, and showed me the message displaying “I luv u” which I sent Shruti in reply to her cousin’s question)
After listening so much gali, I was very upset. Later, I was informed that Shruti was falling short of one proposal to her friend, so she used my message as equaliser… So next time, you are messaging any girl, BEWARE
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Friday, July 2, 2010

My story-1

So, finally i have decided, i will go for arrange marriage. Guys, arrange marriage has its own advantage, like you will be the apple of your parent's eye, you will listen something like," you know sharma jee, his son married a punjabi without informing them, God knows what we did in last birth that we got our son, otherwise its going increasingly difficult to find son like ours." And you are like,"sala, kismat hi kharab hai, punjabi kya, madrasi bhi nai mili." Its not because i didn't like anyone but because i like everyone and i am tired of being rejected. With the last two rejections by two sweet girls in last two week, my toll goes to 11 in my love carrier. God has been so kind on me, he used Lafarge cement to build my heart otherwise i have seen many guys insane with just one rejection. Now, i am used to it and i would like to share my experiences so that you people should know what not to be done.

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.
me: hi..anku....

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.

anku: thanks...yaar

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

Everything but Nothing

This isn't my work but while surfing the net, i found it intresting. So, i decided to share with you people.


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.