Tuesday, January 26, 2010


 Today i want to show you the glimpses of our life. On the eve of Republic day, i proposed to my hostel's cultural secretary to have a sort of small gathering of our hostel mates in our hostel lawn at midnight. He agreed and we decided to play music from 11:30 pm to 12 midnight. Thereafter, we were supposed to sing national anthem. Initially we feared nobody will come but as we started RANG DE BASANTI, enthu went up and we witnessed 60 people, shouting patriotic slogans, merrily dancing.
Hey man, wait! Like a bollywood movie, our party was intervened by right hand of GABBAR, SAMBHA. He casually walked and turned off the music system as if he doesn't count other 60 in human race. No talk only action. But GAON WALE (villager) standing on the shoulder of JAI (hostel representative) and VEERU (cultural representative) resisted and finally party continued.
But how come SAMBHA digests this defeat, he called upon his master, GABBAR. I am giving you details of their talk.

SAMBHA : SARDAR, SARDAR (hey, GABBAR lives in first floor)
GABBAR : (annoyed at the wierd timing of call, a bit angry) who forgets on my name, a whole hostel sleeps? Who is this? (He comes to balcony.)
GABBAR : KITNE AADMI THE? (how many people were there?)
GABBAR : WO 60 TUM EK. (They 60 and you alone). BAHUT NAINSAFFI. (too much injustice)

GABBAR comes, on account of his broken sleep due to us, he following SAMBHA, took the laptop and sound boxes with him. Our enjoyment evaporated like a sudden water sprinkle over hot frying pan. Tell me ,was this the way to react? We are not a 10 year child. We were not troubling anyone, whole hostel was there. I don't know ,what is right and what is wrong. I simply know this was our way to just chill for 30 minutes from pressure cooker like situation from 8 to 5. He should at least consider the joyous mood of ours, neither it was a rave party nor we were giving birthday bumps to anyone. We were the culprit of celebrating REPUBLIC DAY , which majority of people consider as another holiday , free from everyday hustle and bustle. Sorry guys, i went a bit off-track. By that time, 12 came and we found ourselves singing national anthem, despite of all odds. Then our party converted into a small procession and we went shouting slogans...
please remember 26 jan is REPUBLIC DAY.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Wise And Otherwise

I have just completed a deep, touching book by Sudha Murty. Sudha Murty is best known as the wife of Infosys founder Mr. Narayan Murty. BUT not many people know that she is herself M.tech in Computer Science, a padam Shree award recipient and a prolific writer. Her masterpieces includes nine novels, four technical books, a collection of short stories and some non-fiction books. Beside all these, she heads Infosys foundation, a charitable fund , meant to improve education, medical facillities and helping olds.
Non-fiction books are generally boring and is meant for some vigorous reader, but this book WISE AND OTHERWISE is a book of its own kind. Here the author has provoked us to think about every issues in India, which we all know, discuss (and our discussion ends with all blames going to government). Personally, i feel experience is our best teacher and it seems Mrs. Murty has written all his teacher's lesson in a very interesting way.
Its so pathetic to read about a man whose son leaves him in OLD AGE home and that shameless moron comes back at the time of his father's death to collect bank balance left by him. Much to author's surprise, his father nominated him for his bank balance(in west, olds generally give their saving to trusts). It is a devastating example of Indian affection. Other time, she talks about so called STOVE BURSTS, a common excuse for dowry deaths. I particularly like a incident mentioned by her when she goes to meet a tribal leader who even in this era considers GORI WALI RANI or queen Elizabeth as our ruler. The tribals dont use money for their trade and still go on with system of exchange. When the author shows him paper money and explains that using this he can buy piece of land, firewood, saree, the leader replied him promptly " for this piece of paper, people kill each other, our ancestors have lived without this. We are the children of God, we live happily without the piece of paper. This is God's land and he has gifted us for our use. How come we "sell" and "buy" lands?" His words leave the author amazed that eventhough she knows everything ,from little atom to the policy of Clinton,doesn't have a little idea of basic phillosphy of life and humanity,and this tribal man,who is actually illiterate,is aware of much deeper and etrenal truth ....
She advocates every measure to kill these mamothic hurdles retarding growth of india.She promotes girl's education with a emphasis on some professional skills. She says to watch every situation with a window of positive energy and to derive maximum from it. She underlines the meaning of honesty, success, and our rich heritage of tradition which are integral part of success.
Please read the book whenever you ever get a chance.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010


Scenario 1: One of my friend, Sangam, get 69.8% in his 9th standard annual examination. At the parent-teacher meet, his dad having nothing to say with 69.8% in hand and remarks " he will make 90% in boards." (please excuse his dad, all dads are much the same.) Instead of soothing and inspiring words there comes a cold, callous remark of his class teacher ," aise bacche nai late 90%, wo alag hote hai."
Scenario 2: A year later, in a PTM after pre-boards, Sangam stands 2nd with 93.2% in class, that teacher is saying to his dad," i knew from begining, ye ladka kuch karega."
Well i am not here to tell Sangam's story, just i want to show you the unproductive rude system of ours.Imagine the humiliation that he faced.Answer me if he took bournvita or some drug to enhance his performance? No,he didn't take anything, the excellence was within him, but nobody dared to recognise and persuade him. Thanks to cruelty of system, it excited him and he is now in a reputed college. But everytime it doesn't work, some give up to pressure and their performances go down. I agree that he was not worthy of being called topper but at least he didn't owe this kind of ill-treatment. Welcome to our system which weigh you on marks which i feel is just the measure of your mugging power(for an average student).Let me acknowledge you this is not the story of one school, but of almost every school and college.
In year 2006, in india, we have 5857 student suicides cases in india . Isn't this waste of country's most productive, creative resources? Teachers, right from love guru to physics teacher, have a very deep impression upon us. Our thinking, attitude, are all moulded by them. Suppose a child of nursery has been taught C...B....A.... insted of A....B....C...., he is bound to learn the same unless some other TEACHER corrects him, no matter his parents or teacher. What I see in college that teachers are indifferent, they come to class, deliver lectures and go away.They have no intention to make a bond with student which according to me not only helps students to be at ease and can make them learn fast. There is absolutely no thrust by them to help students uncover the beauty of subject. We can aptly connect teachers to cheffs who can make subject tempting and sometime repelling as well. Other thing is that there is no interaction between student and teacher. I blame students more for this because internet, gaming have taken over their soical lives.Teachers are also responsble, this profession has now evolved from humanitarian service to a proffesional job, they dont have anything to do with student's problem, which i feel, has the most terrible impact. As they have underwent similar situation, they can help student to stand against all odds which can be the cause of suicides.