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Showing posts with label College. Show all posts

Saturday, 17 April 2010

What will you remember?


In the song of farewell, what will you remember?
Will it be that sunny noon or the passing ember?

When you meet another fate, what will you remember?
Will it be the passing shot or the spark re- kindler?

When you wake to shining dreams, what will you remember?
Will it be the trees we climbed or the playful banter?

When you brave a stormy night, what will you remember?
Will it be the friends you made or the dreams afire?

When you lie in an aching shell, what will you remember?
Will it be the soothing brace or the hurt avenger?

In the times you test your strength, what will you remember?
Will it be that first reward or the blight December?

When you smile at a passing stranger, what will you remember?
Will it be the day we met or the moving ayre?

When you make a virgin promise, what will you remember?
Will it be the songs we shared or the thundering ardour?

When you make a new beginning, what will you remember?
Will it be the passions etched or the rousing chatter?

As your life flows out again, what will you remember?
Will it be the arduous climb or the restful slumber?

In the shining dawn time,
in the wakeful nights,
I will remember your face, and smile because you smiled.




Dedicated to all those people who graced my life in the last three years. Thank you for being a part of it- I'll always remember you! May you always achieve more than you dreamt, and all your day dreams find their way into your lives. I love you.

Monday, 25 May 2009

Hasty greetings

Hello.

You've no idea how hot it is here- it's regularly over 43 degrees Celcius! I have an almost constant headache these days.

I have much to write about, but even more actual work to do, so I'm very sorry, but between my MBA prep, summer internship, and editorial board work (where we have to complete the work of an entire year in 1 month- don't ask...), I am busier than I like (It's 4.30 AM now, and I'm not even close to wrapping up).

Some holidays, these- I'm working more right now, than I do through out the academic year! (Shuddup Jerry)

Bye, and take care.

PS: Q, I haven't forgotten that post about the poverty- society- thing, I will get down to it when I have some more time.

PPS: To anybody from Sri Lanka- Congratulations! Enjoy your moment, reality will strike soon enough :D :P

PPPS: My Maggi noodles have become cold and inedible.

PPPPS: I really miss all of you *is sad*

PPPPPS:

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.

Saturday, 22 November 2008

Notes from nowhere

Hi :)

I'm in the middle of exams. Again. In fact, I just wrote a paper today, and since the muse is not happy, I think I'll just tell you all how my month has been...

Lets see, today's exam- it was interesting... yes, that's the word... a numerical problem we had to do got cancelled because it had no data available to solve it. Ten marks. We couldn't stop smiling.

:)

See what I mean?
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My cousin's wedding is coming up sometime mid December, and I'm desperately trying to lose weight. It makes me laugh that after all the times I've wondered in that holier- than- thou way about why people do things just to fit in, I'm trying to do the exact same thing. Later, I'll probably be banging on about thin models again, but for now, a quick tip or two to look a little bit like them won't go amiss.

So what's with the hypocrisy, you wonder? As do I, actually, not because I don't know what the problem is, but because I know exactly what it is. You see, it would be nice to not be ignored at this particular function. I've noticed that with some of my family, the attitude changes with how socially- acceptable you are, including amongst other factors, your dress size. Last time there was a get together with this part of my family, I was actually acknowledged- can you believe it- and the singular comment from most people who wouldn't otherwise have bothered was something along the lines of how fit I was looking... So, yes, I'd quite like to be acceptable again, thank you.
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The weather in Delhi's become even more annoying than usual these days. Earlier, we just got baked for eight months and frozen for two. Now we're served toasted in the day time, and chilled through the late evenings and nights. It's probably the reason for the bizarre cases of flu in the city, anyway- it happens to be a strain that just won't get cured. Or maybe we just keep relapsing without first getting fixed.
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I registered as a voter a while back, but have still not received my electoral card... wonder when it'll finally turn up, if at all.

Oh, and on the mention of politics, I saw a poster on the college notice board today put up by the Delhi University Teachers Association (DUTA) asking the teachers to join in a demonstration to protest against the 'undemocratic' attempt of the vice chancellor to introduce the semester system into under graduation programs. Undemocratic my ass. They're just resentful that they'll now have to actually do some work and be held accountable, the deceitful, double dealing old frauds.
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My Marketing Research teacher told me today that she'd like to get our project published.

:) :) :)
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This has got to be the most disjointed piece I've ever written.
Oh, yes,
Thank you for putting up with me.

Saturday, 11 October 2008

The Order of the Billion Clones

I went to a wedding party today. The gentleman whose daughter was to get married, has two children- a son, who is the elder one, and the said daughter. A few months ago, we also attended his Son's marriage. His wife, apart from being breathtakingly gorgeous, also hails from the North East side of India, a fact which caused much argument between the Father and Son, because somebody told the Father that women from that part of our country are not of 'good moral character'. The situation was, in fact, so bad that they eloped. The Son with his girlfriend, I mean, not the Father- Son duo.

When I was in XIth grade (the year we have to choose our subject stream in India from amongst Science, Commerce, and Humanities) I was forced to take up science, even though I wanted to do commerce because of my mother's insistence. I later almost had a breakdown before I shifted to commerce. Not that my parents were waiting for such a dire situation- they could see that I could not keep up with the demands of the science stream, and had asked me to reconsider, but I did want to give it another try. I'm today studying a set of commerce based subjects, and the above mentioned situation is probably the reason my base concepts are still slightly confused, not that I blame my mother for it.

Currently, I'm doing a project on how parental pressure affects students in general, and their choices in academics in particular. Honestly, I never knew people could be such absolute hypocrites. While surveying for people's opinions, parents often said to me "I don't actually agree with that, but it'll sound so bad if I say so..", because you see, we just want our children to go into 'respectable' professions, and be doctors, or engineers, or lawyers, and we will do almost anything to make sure our child 'knows' what we want... however, we don't want to come across as domineering and authoritarian. It'll look so bad.

They explained that to me, and went on to check one of the other options on the questionnaires.

Of course, it's wrong, or let's say inexact, to only blame parents for such situations... our parents also have to answer to their families, their friends, the neighbours, the postman, etc. I'm not just taking a dig- for those not familiar with the Subcontinent, this really is the case. The answer to 'What will people say?' drives most decisions here. It's the reason why there was such a row over some poor girl's ethnicity- after all, someone said that people from her home- region are not well brought up, so of course, everyone else must also think something alike. We cannot associate with that girl- she'll bring a bad name to the family, never mind that my Son is in love with her.

And sometimes, it gets really strange, and on so many levels- a really close friend wished to take up Mathematics Honors as her graduation degree subject, She even got through to some really good colleges for that subject, however, her parents refused to let her- not by forbidding it outright, but they were upset and insistent, and, well... there was just one way for her to go from there. All through school, the brightest kid is the one who does well in Math, and suddenly, once we're out of school, it's not a good enough option anymore- why? Oh, you see, the greatest opportunity is in the field of commerce, or business- so now you're compelled, even obligated, to take that up.

Then there is this friend, Z, who really wanted to pursue Mass Communications, and got through to the personal interview process of the best course for that subject on offer in India. The interviewers took one look at her school- leaving examination's mark sheet and asked her, dumbfounded, "Par Beta, apke to 92% aaye hain! Aap yeh kyun karna chahte ho?" (But, my child, you've scored 92% marks- why do you want to take up this course?). Z raised an eyebrow, and asked if the course was not good enough for somebody with a good (great) percentage, to which they hastily (and unconvincingly) responded that of course it was...
The point is, an unconventional course, or one that is considered to be 'professional', apart from the regular Engineering, Law, etc., is only meant for students who don't score well enough to go anywhere else. The idea that somebody may actually want to study that subject due to free will is blasphemous.

Why does this keep happening to us? I know that our parents' want what is best for us, but so what? Don't we also aspire to the very best on offer as well? Isn't it a natural human tendency to gravitate towards the best available opportunity, whichever that may be for our individual selves? So whether it is our life partner, or the subjects we choose to study, should we not have a greater- No, the greatest- say in who or what we choose, and how we select that pick? After all, who can know us better than ourselves?

Well, the most important, I guess, is the fact of our financial dependence on them and secondly, our parents definitely want to save us from regret- you know, that potent (and rather dread- inducing, if exercised by somebody other than yourself on your life) question of 'what if?'.
What if I had done what everyone asked me to do? Would I be better off today? Would I be happier? More financially secure? Would my marriage work better? Would I own the house that I want, and the best car available? Would I?

To answer these, I will have to turn to those stores of such infinite and apt wisdom, Google, and my favourite, Professor Albus Dumbledore-

"The consequences of our actions are always so complicated, so diverse, that predicting the future is a very difficult business indeed ..."

I love the man, I really do. I first read that line as an eleven year old, and have never second guessed my actions since- or tried not to, in any case. My mum says something similar, but since the applications of her theory are somewhat confined only to shopping, I shall refrain from quoting it here. And besides, Dumbledore said it first.

That reminds me, that we are also studying Public Relations as a subject, and our idea for the project suddenly went kaput, and so we had to hurriedly come up with new suggestions... One of my five other ideas was to look into 'The Harry Potter Alliance', and all their PR activities, since I found the concept really interesting, and their Board of Directors are available on public forums such as Facebook, etc.

They take the concepts presented in JK Rowling's books' and apply them to regular every day global problems such as poverty, free media, discrimination, government unaccountability, etc.

So, what happened?

I started getting panicked calls from the other members of my group, to tell me that we absolutely cannot do a project on 'Harry Potter'- "I mean, come on, how childish! It has to be a good project, yaar (my friend), we must get full marks in it. There's just no way I'm submitting a project on Harry Potter!" When I asked them if they're familiar with what the HP Alliance does, they were clueless, however, they wished to be taken seriously, and therefore would not be associated with anything to do with 'Harry Potter', no matter how interesting the project actually turned out to be. They even made sure I had nothing to do with that project anymore- since we're doing all other projects together, they asked me to concentrate on another subject, while somebody else handled PR. My greatest problem with this was that nobody even bother to go through the links I sent them, or any of my other suggestions.

So how can I say that our parents' are the only ones affected by social perception and the pressure to conform?

Thursday, 25 September 2008

Help! My text book is in Latin!

Hello, again :)

Yes, I know I should be studying, thank you. I've actually even confirmed the syllabus. I also know 'studying' entails more than just staring at the cover page, and then the index. However, I've given it up as a bad job. Seriously, it's all incomprehensible gibberish.

How is it possible that after an entire half- semester of attending almost every accounts class regularly, I still cannot fathom what's been printed in the book? There's no other explanation for it- I mean, I know I'm rubbish at Math and stuff, but seriously, this is taking it a little too far (shh!)- I think they've printed it in Latin. (I said, hush!)

It's all a conspiracy. They just want to trip poor unsuspecting students into doing quant- based subjects again and again. It's their secret torture weapon. Didn't I always say Math teachers are terrorists in disguise? Well, look, here you have the proof! They get all these books printed in obscure foreign languages, to baffle people like me, and then a few chosen ones actually get the classified codes to solve the questions. They're building an army to take over the world.

I know.

Meanwhile, another case has been solved. Did you always want to know what happened between spinner Harbhajan Singh of the Mumbai Indians and paceman Shanthakumaran Sreesanth of the Kings XI Punjab during their Indian Premier League tie at Mohali? Here is the sensational answer!

Saturday, 2 August 2008

So, hello people. I'm sorry it's been a while... the reasons are two- fold:

1. This one you can see: New Layout! Lots of you were telling me that it gets tough to read, what with The War of Colours going on here... so I was wondering what to do. You see, I did not want to put up something that did not reflect my personality. It had to have colour, and I was having trouble finding something that I could look at and say- "This is it!" So, now do tell me if you think this is better.

2. My results were due, and I was so tense about that, I could just not concentrate. Now they're out, and I am a second year student [:)]