From a 'developing nation' a decade back , India, today, has emerged as one of the decisive nations shaping the contours of the world's financial market. The very fact that India is rapidly growing into an educational , financial and industrial hub definitely makes every Indian feel elated. 'Brand India' ,today ,has got that essential essence and flavour that it has been craving for since long. It has got all that rosiness into it which can make it acceptable and salable in the international market. With the digital divide getting narrower , the Comfortability Index too seems to be at its level best. All these are but just one side of a half-polished coin. The other side of this coin still remains unburnished.
The lifestyle , the dressing sense, the technology, everything has changed but there is still one thing that remains the same even now- and that is peoples mentality. I would rather say people still tend to be 'weird' when it comes to grave issues pertaining to the betterment of ones own life. Where else in the world would you find people spitting in places with boards saying ' No spitting here, PLEASE ' hanging just above the spot or dumping garbage where a board reads ' Dumping Garbage here is strictly Prohibited'. It is not that we dont have sufficient places to dump garbage or spit , it is just that we dont want to. We have got this weird way of thinking- everyone is dumping garbage over here, so why should I be a rare exception. No one wants to set an example, everyone just wants to go the conventional way of getting at things.
How many of us have a tendency to jump a traffic signal if these is no cop anywhere in the sight...I'm sure there would be quite a many. Generally it would not be that we are in a hurry, its just that we give room for such weird thoughts to creep in our mind.
Take the example of NITK - we do speak a lot about its crippling infrastructure, lack of faculty etc but then have we ever suggested to the authorities anything that would revive the college infra. We all love to complain but no one comes forward to draft a solution for the problem. I would like to echo what A C Hegde told in the class once- We do keep speaking of poor, ill-qualified faculty teaching us , but does anyone of the 'apparently' highly qualified us come forward and take up this job. We know it pretty well that we have got far more lucrative avenues and we deem teaching to be amongst inferior jobs, but still we complain.
The Indian Constitution give us the electoral right but how many of us exercise it???? Now please dont say that there arent any politicians worthy of our vote. One might be bad and the other might be worse, but still its better to have the bad one than the worse; why complain later.
We all might have highly spoken of or written some really heavy essays on subjects like helping the elder, the blind, the retarded etc etc but how many of us actually do this in reality. I must say hardly any. We feel ashamed , embarrassed and awkward to do so, especially if someone of our age also is not helping that person. This mentality of ours is not just highly weird but it is ridiculous as well. When a cricketer is in the best phase of his career we imitate and appreciate the endorsements he does, we give him great respect; but when the same cricketer gets out of form we curse him for endorsing products rather than playing and we even burn effigies of the same person whom we looked upon as our idol some time back.Isnt this mentality of ours weird????
India has since the ancient times been the motherland of superstitions. Most of us, which includes certain scientists as well still believe in superstitions even when it is proven beyond doubt that superstitions have hardly any scientific relevance. We even have such weird and crazy people who spell Crazy as 'Krazy' just because someone suggested that the alphabet 'K' is lucky for him.
India, in my opinion, still needs to go a long way before it starts shining in its true glory. We have got to be less weird . Weirdness is something that is obviously cool and appreciable but it comes only after sensibility and responsibility.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
A special note for the ladies....
Oscar Wilde says: " A mans face is his autobiography . A womans face is her work of fiction" -so ladies please refrain from autobiographies.....
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
The story so far - An attempt to autobiographise.......
DATE: 19/09/1989
LOCATION: The Council for promotion of Utopian Proximity for Bipedal Lifeforms , Heaven
Weary of the ungrateful world, the Heavenly Gods realized that the demands put forth by the senators of the council for saving the earthlings from the hands of infernal demons was highly justified. Based on calculations using advanced calculus methods ( which were however flicked from the earthlings ......) it was estimated that a highly magnanimous smart intelligent person instilled with goodness and affection needs to be sent to the earth to nullify the effect of these demonizing powers.
DATE; 20/09/1989
Location: The blissful gates of heaven
eeks....the search for a person with above mentioned qualities was on when i supposedly bumped into one of 'em searching for ' The One'.....and subsequently off i was on an expedition wondering what words like magnanimous smart etc meant.... [:P]
Same day, Location : 8° 29' N, 76° 59 E., planet : Earth
Wow welcome to Planet Earth......im now existant.....
a few days later.....
yeah...i finally got an identity of my own ......im now Saurabh Kumar
20/09/1993
I turn four.....(ps:- i had also turned one, two and three formerly.....)
my parent realize that ive gotta be 'literate' or atleast 'educated'.......so th a few years from now I can proudly say....' i was born intelligent but education ruined me....!!!'
Whatever it be I entered Sarvodaya Vidyalaya...pristinely situated in the lush green Bethany Hill it boasted of being the second home for the ones who joined it.....anyways i didnt feel any better than an alien over there.......
Totally unfamiliar with Malayalam I was speechless....i just kept wondering of the Greek Latin element in the language........About five years from then I finally did pick up the Malayalam lingo... didnt have any other choice ....Malayalam was a compulsory subject in the school and i couldn't endlessly flunk for it.... [:P]
**/03/2005
Okies now I'm in tenth and in the phase of getting de-Malayalamised......well not my fault.....Malayalam was not a compulsory subject after 8th grade.......With board exams round the corner and everyone slogging, i thought not to sound unique n kinda slogged.....the end result wz good, pitching up with a mid-90 percentage.....
and ya by then i was out with my first one-liner which went: " It happens in life and when it happens it just happens"........which so happened to be my first piece of crap beside the nonsense which we all used to add in our history papers to increase the length and subsequently marks for our essays....
2006-07:
The most chillaxed moments of my life.....
11th n 12th grade were the most glorious moments of my life....bunking classes, paperballing , pj-ing, orkutting, kathi-adifying wid SL, sleeping in saramma ma'ams class, impressing jk with all that Irodov-Halliday talk, bmat sit-downs ( the getting raped moments....), the 'skoolie' job ( of which I cant evr forget the 'highly sucessful'[sarcasm intended]caption contest we started...), cook for my wife moments( okies only jeev, nj , dan , n neeta know of it though....), the SQ ( which included an attempt to murder manager moment , and me chacka pachu n steam trying to project sumthing on the screen using our screwed up school comp.....the comp wasnt evn shock proof), the chem labs where all one needed to do wuz ask Prem or Arathy(the person who has been by classmate since 1st standard....) or Sreeja wut salt it was.... (obv. wen PK wasnt arnd.....), Warcraft, AOE, AOM, Vice city , And the tycoon series ( zoo, roller coaster n rail road) too dominated my life......
....time just flied by n I soon realized that now it was time 2 bid farewell to the Sarvodaya family......the place that has contributed so much in the making of very me......The candle lighting ceremony (aka the torch passing ceremony....) was one damn senti- moment...wid most of them opting to cry or sound n seem senti-, I being no exception as usual...
Then came the real challenging moment- the boards , IIT, AIEEE , Kerala entrance .....whoa it all seemed terrible....it all started with board pracs......it wasnt much an headache as we all had a before hand idea what salts and expt are gonna b there for the exam......and aslo thanks to the choice system in the ISC board , even board exams weren't too much a strain......and the end result was glorious wid score in mid-90's yet again. IIT-JEE wasnt an easy call....stupendous silly mistakes, multiple answer matrix matches made it all the more screwing.....in the end managed a not-at-all useful rank in 3600 range.......
AIEEE was something eventful......i bubbled the roll no. wrongly in my omr sheet.....(which obv couldn't be erased as it was in ink...) however after some 10 minutes of conv. with examiner she asked me to continue with the examination and said that this thing could be sorted up in the end......well in the end was an alls-wells climax and I ended up joining NITK Surathkal.(which i never knew was in Karnataka...).....
Well how can I forget to mention the CCB Counselling.......I had made up my mind to join NITC Tronix.... but just fun sake I thought of opting for NITK as my first priority and to my surprise i got NITK CS.....that was one stupid mistake which i would never repent for......or rather i must say:- wise decision in the end....... :)
Well now it was time to say goodbye to Kerala....eeks the JASS group....( Jeffrey Arun Subin Saurabh)was splitting....those were the closest pals ive evr had....n now we were on the verge of getting geographically separated....Jeff was joinin NITC, Arun CET and Subin Model......anyways JASS reunions still keeps the spirit going......wid Jeff turning Bot crazy, Subin Gibson crazy and Arun so-called 'sister' crazy.....
July 2007
Finally I realized that Surathkal was in mangalore and not Gujrat.....wow what a sigh of relief....The first journey to Surathkal was amazing.......the jerky highway, The industrial belt , the port etc etc.....finally I reached NITK and the place actually seemed good.....the room allotment was done and I was to be in room #19, Block 2.....
a bit more on room #19:
I used to be an official conference room till some mechies converted it into a sloggers haven.....due to which i had to become an unofficial member of room # 26......(the official ones being Rohit, vikas n Khalid....ppl remember the videos we've made in that room- esp. Bharat darshan and mechanical ma'am waala........)..we've had conversations ranging from party ditching to tamil nadu politics , indian educational system to pedophilic allegations, etc etc..... it also proudly homed the pics of priyanka chopra, aish n vidya balan....( courtesy me.....deepika n angelina were however missing due to non -availability of their pics.....)
neways college portrayed a greater sense of freedom....no block timing restriction + pvt beach + hell lotta events+ the gb (both, the other one being garuda) kept ppl busy ......
one thing which i, as well as anyone else has to admit is....comp is indeed one of the coolest branch....with everyone opting for mass bunks, test postponements, class cancellations etc...( 'cept a very few of 'em....).....
night outs in college are fun: These are the events generally performed to watch 3 movies at a stretch....Me and Rohit made an attempt at academic night out on the eve of tronix test....which ofcourse has to start with the traditional vada-pav bread omlette from the nc....n then seeing the size of the book we both thought 1 am would be an auspicious time to start.....this process of hunting for auspicious moments went on till 3 am.....with nothing except vague conversations on the subject 'love' taking place....at 3 we finally decided to study ...this went on till 3.15 when rohit thought he felt the need of watching a movie.....so off he went for a movie, I slogged till 3:30 after which evn i thought its better to sleep.....
The first year seems to have flied by leaving behind certain undiminished glorious moments....
LOCATION: The Council for promotion of Utopian Proximity for Bipedal Lifeforms , Heaven
Weary of the ungrateful world, the Heavenly Gods realized that the demands put forth by the senators of the council for saving the earthlings from the hands of infernal demons was highly justified. Based on calculations using advanced calculus methods ( which were however flicked from the earthlings ......) it was estimated that a highly magnanimous smart intelligent person instilled with goodness and affection needs to be sent to the earth to nullify the effect of these demonizing powers.
DATE; 20/09/1989
Location: The blissful gates of heaven
eeks....the search for a person with above mentioned qualities was on when i supposedly bumped into one of 'em searching for ' The One'.....and subsequently off i was on an expedition wondering what words like magnanimous smart etc meant.... [:P]
Same day, Location : 8° 29' N, 76° 59 E., planet : Earth
Wow welcome to Planet Earth......im now existant.....
a few days later.....
yeah...i finally got an identity of my own ......im now Saurabh Kumar
20/09/1993
I turn four.....(ps:- i had also turned one, two and three formerly.....)
my parent realize that ive gotta be 'literate' or atleast 'educated'.......so th a few years from now I can proudly say....' i was born intelligent but education ruined me....!!!'
Whatever it be I entered Sarvodaya Vidyalaya...pristinely situated in the lush green Bethany Hill it boasted of being the second home for the ones who joined it.....anyways i didnt feel any better than an alien over there.......
Totally unfamiliar with Malayalam I was speechless....i just kept wondering of the Greek Latin element in the language........About five years from then I finally did pick up the Malayalam lingo... didnt have any other choice ....Malayalam was a compulsory subject in the school and i couldn't endlessly flunk for it.... [:P]
**/03/2005
Okies now I'm in tenth and in the phase of getting de-Malayalamised......well not my fault.....Malayalam was not a compulsory subject after 8th grade.......With board exams round the corner and everyone slogging, i thought not to sound unique n kinda slogged.....the end result wz good, pitching up with a mid-90 percentage.....
and ya by then i was out with my first one-liner which went: " It happens in life and when it happens it just happens"........which so happened to be my first piece of crap beside the nonsense which we all used to add in our history papers to increase the length and subsequently marks for our essays....
2006-07:
The most chillaxed moments of my life.....
11th n 12th grade were the most glorious moments of my life....bunking classes, paperballing , pj-ing, orkutting, kathi-adifying wid SL, sleeping in saramma ma'ams class, impressing jk with all that Irodov-Halliday talk, bmat sit-downs ( the getting raped moments....), the 'skoolie' job ( of which I cant evr forget the 'highly sucessful'[sarcasm intended]caption contest we started...), cook for my wife moments( okies only jeev, nj , dan , n neeta know of it though....), the SQ ( which included an attempt to murder manager moment , and me chacka pachu n steam trying to project sumthing on the screen using our screwed up school comp.....the comp wasnt evn shock proof), the chem labs where all one needed to do wuz ask Prem or Arathy(the person who has been by classmate since 1st standard....) or Sreeja wut salt it was.... (obv. wen PK wasnt arnd.....), Warcraft, AOE, AOM, Vice city , And the tycoon series ( zoo, roller coaster n rail road) too dominated my life......
....time just flied by n I soon realized that now it was time 2 bid farewell to the Sarvodaya family......the place that has contributed so much in the making of very me......The candle lighting ceremony (aka the torch passing ceremony....) was one damn senti- moment...wid most of them opting to cry or sound n seem senti-, I being no exception as usual...
Then came the real challenging moment- the boards , IIT, AIEEE , Kerala entrance .....whoa it all seemed terrible....it all started with board pracs......it wasnt much an headache as we all had a before hand idea what salts and expt are gonna b there for the exam......and aslo thanks to the choice system in the ISC board , even board exams weren't too much a strain......and the end result was glorious wid score in mid-90's yet again. IIT-JEE wasnt an easy call....stupendous silly mistakes, multiple answer matrix matches made it all the more screwing.....in the end managed a not-at-all useful rank in 3600 range.......
AIEEE was something eventful......i bubbled the roll no. wrongly in my omr sheet.....(which obv couldn't be erased as it was in ink...) however after some 10 minutes of conv. with examiner she asked me to continue with the examination and said that this thing could be sorted up in the end......well in the end was an alls-wells climax and I ended up joining NITK Surathkal.(which i never knew was in Karnataka...).....
Well how can I forget to mention the CCB Counselling.......I had made up my mind to join NITC Tronix.... but just fun sake I thought of opting for NITK as my first priority and to my surprise i got NITK CS.....that was one stupid mistake which i would never repent for......or rather i must say:- wise decision in the end....... :)
Well now it was time to say goodbye to Kerala....eeks the JASS group....( Jeffrey Arun Subin Saurabh)was splitting....those were the closest pals ive evr had....n now we were on the verge of getting geographically separated....Jeff was joinin NITC, Arun CET and Subin Model......anyways JASS reunions still keeps the spirit going......wid Jeff turning Bot crazy, Subin Gibson crazy and Arun so-called 'sister' crazy.....
July 2007
Finally I realized that Surathkal was in mangalore and not Gujrat.....wow what a sigh of relief....The first journey to Surathkal was amazing.......the jerky highway, The industrial belt , the port etc etc.....finally I reached NITK and the place actually seemed good.....the room allotment was done and I was to be in room #19, Block 2.....
a bit more on room #19:
I used to be an official conference room till some mechies converted it into a sloggers haven.....due to which i had to become an unofficial member of room # 26......(the official ones being Rohit, vikas n Khalid....ppl remember the videos we've made in that room- esp. Bharat darshan and mechanical ma'am waala........)..we've had conversations ranging from party ditching to tamil nadu politics , indian educational system to pedophilic allegations, etc etc..... it also proudly homed the pics of priyanka chopra, aish n vidya balan....( courtesy me.....deepika n angelina were however missing due to non -availability of their pics.....)
neways college portrayed a greater sense of freedom....no block timing restriction + pvt beach + hell lotta events+ the gb (both, the other one being garuda) kept ppl busy ......
one thing which i, as well as anyone else has to admit is....comp is indeed one of the coolest branch....with everyone opting for mass bunks, test postponements, class cancellations etc...( 'cept a very few of 'em....).....
night outs in college are fun: These are the events generally performed to watch 3 movies at a stretch....Me and Rohit made an attempt at academic night out on the eve of tronix test....which ofcourse has to start with the traditional vada-pav bread omlette from the nc....n then seeing the size of the book we both thought 1 am would be an auspicious time to start.....this process of hunting for auspicious moments went on till 3 am.....with nothing except vague conversations on the subject 'love' taking place....at 3 we finally decided to study ...this went on till 3.15 when rohit thought he felt the need of watching a movie.....so off he went for a movie, I slogged till 3:30 after which evn i thought its better to sleep.....
The first year seems to have flied by leaving behind certain undiminished glorious moments....
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