D - Destiny

Life is full of the unknown and thats the reason why humans can live it. If it were to be completely known, what fun would it be? For once, we all in life have had a time, when we were completely bashed by fate, when nothing is right and when one can do but anything to get things straight. And then there are times when u feel that everything around you is so wonderful. That there is no scope for anything better. This my friends is the see saw of life.

Destiny is something that one has to believe in. One may believe in Ram Rahim or Jesus, but destiny remains destiny. There is nothing more that saved so many who were headed for the "to be besieged hotels" but cancelled due to other reasons and thus were saved. And then there were others who would never have hurt a fly and were caught in the turmoil never to return. There are instances galore. The examples may never end. From life to death, from jobs to no jobs, from loss to profit if there is a force beyond one's control its fate. " dane dane pe likha hai khane wale ka naam" a dialogue from a film re emphasising the known.

Who had thought that I would get shortlisted this often and would be able to go through 2 interviews, but at the same time who had also thought, I wouldnt be the right fit both places.. :P Thats the irony of life. Sometimes, we humans due to our brain start thinking that we know everything. That we have an answer to all. Also that we can rule over all other beings and have everything within our reach. This where we fail, this is where we falter. Its high time we realised the importance of the forces. The limitations to our expanse, it better be understood. Or, we may just end up paying for it.

Its difficult to understand why it happens, why it doesnt. It happens because it is meant to be. Why didnt I become the president? Why didnt I get into L&T? These are questions which have no answer. And please, lets forget expecting anything without working for it, but, after all the toil and pain, its not just the wish that makes it happen. Oh come on, there are too many things that drive this quest. Too many factors have to be accounted for before we finally get something. As somebody put it, my life is D centric.. From my dearest, beautiful Drrr.. to the loads of buddies and then DESTINY :P

Oh yes, thats what God told me, you have had a smooth upbringing, now be ready for some tough times, but... he has equipped me more- when the going gets tough, the tough get going.. So bring it on, am ready.

dedicated to 'Slumdog Millionare' a movie unique and mindblowing - hail piracy :)
happy birthday - cash kid !!

Friends :) :)

noun 1 a person with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically one exclusive of sexual or family relations.
2 a familiar or helpful thing.
3 a person who supports a particular cause or organization.
4 (Friend) a Quaker.

This is what comes out of the Oxford Dictionary when you type the word "friend"

Only in times of need do you realize everything of what they mean and how much they mean to you. The word indispensable disappears as soon as we talk of friends. No I am not talking of the well wishers or the ones to say good things on one hand and forget you the other moment. Its not about wishing you luck, or getting something for someone. Its more about being there. Being with the person, standing tall, standing firm. It is more to do with emotional than the physical. Its a feeling that you get when for you, there are people waiting and waiting. Just to hear that yes !!! Just to see that happiness on your face. In spite of all what you would have said earlier or would have done to them, there they are waiting for you. You may fall or stand tall, they are there with you. You didn't eat, neither did they. You didn't move out of the room, awaiting the result, neither did they. You wanted to shy away and run, they were there to sheild you. You wanted help, they did everything they could. Everything that would have helped you. Be it teaching you how to speak or simply - Being There. Standing shoulder to shoulder telling you that dont worry, we are there. Its the time when you want to hug them and tell them how much you love them. A time when you dont want to thank them but are so thanful to them. Its a feeling beyond words. And when they hear that no, its more of a sad feeling for them as for us. Its something that even they so badly wanted and that too so unselfishly. Forgetting all their worry, their work, here they are with you. These are the people I would call as friends.

They are the comfort which helps you do well, they are the confidence with which you speak. They are the ones who understand your need without you having to express it. Its they who do it without you even asking for it. They are the thoughtful ones and are the ones who wish good for you from the bottom of their hearts. These are the blessings that are going to be with you for the years to come. These are the pleasant memories and the times that are going to be the most memorable ones.

My dearest buddies, I would just say one thing here; I love u all, and anything for you anytime in life. And when I say anything, it could be just anything for seeing those smiles on your faces and in your hearts. DP, RT owe you the day.

A wonderful day for placements today.. kudos my dearest maddy, ajay and nikhil. You did Div D proud. Way to go guys. Hope this is the beginning we were waiting for.

Follow your heart, really ?

Seems like my heart is mad. It took me to my first crush and then to another and then another and so on till i finally met someone with whom I am now bound to spend my life.. How sad. No change permitted. (just kidding, arey on the change part re.. )

Heart pumps is an organ that pumps blood to the body - a definition that we studied. But then what about the feelings that the movies had talked of? Where do they come from? Who controls them? What are they? These were the questions for the teacher. :) No wonder she had no answer, for its not biology thats being asked. Its a quest that we humans have always had. These questions have always plagued me as to why and how does the heart get feelings.

The heart is usually lke Iran and Brain like USA. Rarely if never do they go together. If the heart says she is HOT, the brain says.. what use? and there goes waste the adrenalin rush... :) When you felt that there was someone really smart, the heart said it was broken and would not be able to patch up. Now come on. Why cant they just be friends just for once. Thats what I had thought and then lo... here I fell in love... :P

On a different note, when i wanted to be a doc, there was a feeling that there is no scope. When the heart says SVNIT, the brain over ruled and said that there was no reason to leave Nirma. And so and so forth, there have been umpteen instances of such a conflict and what to do of it is something I havent been able to decipher as yet. Just then when life seemed charted, there came in the dilema of doing finance or marketing. And this dilema continues........

Oh, should I go home ? Guess this would never end....... Merry Christmas !!!

life is like a mountain, but is more of the sea.

Now.. U may wonder why and where I got this stupid thought and does the heading even make sense. Well, considering that not all things in this world make sense it may still pass the thought process.

Starting from the very recent times, the past few days were as rejuvenating as any. It was a feeling that came in inspite of the fact that there simply might not be any jobs. But then, could I simply sit sulking the whole day and not be happy? I reckon not. The joy of gifting something, the joy of meeting someone. These are the pleasures of life that most of us miss. The joy that we tend to neglect and undermine in search of the scores of worldly pleasures. When one climbs a mountain, one tends to feel better and better. Its a long winding road and no one knows what lies ahead. The climb up the hill is always difficult. And so is the case when it comes to life. Why should we not relax and take a breath. When it comes to life, it seems there is no time for breath and that the climb has to be continuous. The times when you take a day's break and do nothing, life seems to seem to beautiful, so calm, so peaceful (No doubt weekends were thought of) Else, the human greed would have led to his own fall. The journey as any is unpredictable and full of turbulences and turmoils. Compare it with the sea or the mountain, it comes to the very same coclusion. Life is uncharted. It is undecided. However much we may plan, unless it has the blessings of the unseen force, there is nothing that can make it happen. Be it the biggest of the projects undertaken or the smallest of the gestures that we do, all are governed and meant to happen. Why are the boulders on a mountain poised as if they would fall off the next moment, but never do. Why are the trees hanging so precariously from the mountain sides? The answer lies in the fact that they are meant to be here. The answer lies in understanding that they are here for a purpose and that they combat this situation for a reason.

When I see the Arabian Sea at Juhu Beach, it gives me a feeling of being small and insignificant. Its a great place to go if one wants to know that his being something big actually is nothing in front of the greatness in this world and nothing in front of the forces of nature. We may have tamed the animals, and tweaked the sources of nature to our benifit, but we would never be able to tame the nature. The day human kind attempts to do it, nature would strike back. From the earthquakes to the tsunamis its just the force's way of saying that remember I exist. The ocean so vast and so mighty makes me feel more humble. As I stand on the beach, I feel nothing more than a speck. Trying to conquer the seas is just not a joke. The sea any its vagaries have wrecked many a lives. It has been a warrior battling the brave and simply gulping down the meek. Life is something very very similar, it is something that we enjoy on one instance and on the next we fight to stay alive. Ruthless - a word that can go for the seas as well as for the life that we live. Exist of exit was something that one of our profs said the other day, Darwin had said it years ago.

However, this is what makes life, sailing and mountaineering equally challenging. Its something that one has to live upto to enjoy the real essence of it. All said and done... its a struggle that each and everyone has to go through, some find it fun and make the most of it learning all along while the rest crib and cry and stay where they are.

Words of wisdom from baba eh..... ? Do i really need to do finance? It pays meagre anyway. :P

Mistake yet again ?

It is said, "failure is the stepping stone of success". What to define as success is another of such varied questions. Its simply not something that one can always hold, or experience. Its sometimes hidden. Knowing the real nature of an individual at times is success. Being able to win a battle may be success or so also simply being able to be calm can be success.

The days so far have been a mix of success and mistakes. My mom tells me i never learn. At times, i understand why she says so. Its right when it comes to the other kind of people i interact with. Be it simple, normal and non-indulging, be it straight, yet there are times when u feel why do u need to be so kind, so good. What is there in this world that warrants that kind of a feeling. Nothing is the answer. Apart from the one you love and a few who love u, such feelings for others are nothing but mistakes that appear as successes. And hence we come back again to the debate of success. It was nothing but failure to understand and gauge. Times change and so do people. And with people their ideas of success and failure. When you cant change at the same pace, your success becomes history.

Its been lessons well learnt always and so the careful approach. Yet, keeping in mind the time needed to be invested in important things, lets stop career counseling and get back to the basics of B School - selfishness and self centered attitude. It never pays to be so kind it is said. For though in theory, its the best thing, but when practical life is concerned it is just another vice that one has. I may not want to elaborate here for it may be an individual vice and hence i wouldnt want to generalise it. However, in this race, I dont think, I would want to waste time. Its enough of losing on all fronts. I would now look for the material and real success rather than the more inner ones.

Nepal was fun, was all the more beautiful in a different way than expected. It did change my way to look at life. It opened a facet that was absent.

Salute the himalayas for they stand tall amidst all the successes and losses of mankind. Respect them for the years they have behind them and the misery and rise that they would have seen.
Would want to rise as high as them and be away from the worldly drugeries of success and failure. But guess would have to be that old enough.. :P

No Peace

Since the time we started going to 'play group', there was always been rush. Always been competition. Always been the race to come 'first'. To beat the rest, to excel. When one was in nursery one had to know the a,b,c 's and then went on the grueling, torturing, painful process of learning... :) One which has always been full of effort to keep up with the world. But what was world back then? All one knew was related to the history and the geography texts that one mugged up. But when it came to reality, was one really capable of taking on the world? Difficult though never impossible. It all had to boil down to the bio marks to get into Engg. What a wonderful system that.
Graduation was loads of fun, but then there was always the feeling of doing something different and hence the events taken care of therein. Whether i knew enough of heat exchangers or not, the efforts put in were sufficient to do a PhD in Event management. Though, studies were done with the zest of becoming a wonderful engineer only to lose that steam once the mba brigade got started and there went the L&T job. Landing up in NM was another no big achievement. It stands 16th all India (I knew then).
Then came on the same old scenario again. It had been 21 years of seeing that same old story. So much so that, it didnt really take time to get into the mould. Only to be looking back and thinking that its been a lot invested in such activities. Only to realise (hopefully not a little too late) that one also needed to excel in what was the bread and butter. With the scope of markets and industry not so blooming as they were once upon a time. Its time that books had to gain preference over everything. So much so that, for the past few days its been nothing but them and me and the wonderful walls of my house. Its now time to say "Full speed ahead", firing on all cylinders to reach where it was essential. To salvage all that one has invested. Not monetarily my friend (its a sunk cost already), but emotionally. The image, the facade must prove mettle. It must be able to beat the worst of the storms and pass through the most turbulent of times behind.
As was seen lately, the barbaric attack on the soul of mumbai made us realise that there was no peace. The Bhramkumari's and the RaviShankar's may talk and preach. But when it comes to reality, when it comes to practicallity, its a fact that there is no peace. Be it the city, the country or one's life.. the essence remains the same. And as the beloved CDG put it, its about "Exist of Exit"

Here to Exist for years still.. and so need to leave this at it. Who said people crave for salvation? here we crave for want of more of everything... :P

Mumbai.. the city which has seen all.

Well, its been more than 48 hours now since the time, the first reports of firing at the CST and Leopold Cafe came in. Its been more than 48 hours since the ordeal began. Something that would forever change the way Urban rich and top brass Indian looked at terror. An incident which would have far reaching consequences, one which has brought the rich and the mighty on their knees. An attack which rattled every mumbaikar and rather every Indian. The brutality and the in compassionate manner of action of the 'terrorists' is shocking even by all forgone standards. The preparation undoubtedly immense, the targets were also chosen very specifically and this was something that has given them a fighting power of more than 48 hours. All this combined with the tremendous training to be insensitive, in compassionate and ruthless has resulted in 125 dead and more than 3 times as many injured. Apart from the brave Indian Police officers, policemen, NSG commanders, NSG men, and Army officers. All in all, the best of the best men in Indian Force have had to be deployed for bringing an end to this ordeal at the minimum possible damage.

Its sad, that a bunch of 10 - 15 people can hold a country to ransom. Though, the precarious nature of the situation forced the forces to be cautious as it involved the lives of 100's of guests and high profile citizens in the hotels, on the roads as well as in the hospitals where the terrorists had taken refuge.

I wouldnt write much here as emotions can not always be put in words.. The past two days were amongst the saddest and the gloomiest days around. When the apostles of glory and pomp succumb to such brutal and ruthless attacks, even the most hardened humans being to feel the pinch. Its not everyday that someone simply walks into a railway station and start shooting at will, take hostages in a hospital only to then enter a 5 star hotel and apart from killing scores, hold many to ransom and destroy the entire imperial structure. The beautiful Taj was to bear the brunt along with the Trident-Oberoi and Nariman House. The alert had already sounded all across the city and to all the hotels, but thankfully it was concentrated only in this part of the town, lest even more loss to life and property would have happened.

Everywhere there were headlines... - War on Mumbai.. But what is a war? When one aims to destroy the other, though try to save oneself. Here it was nothing like wanting to save. All those who had come here knew very well, that they were not going to die. They never wanted any ransom. They were not here for a safe passage. But they were here to kill. And simply didnt care for anything more.

However one may condemn these acts of barbarism, it led to the killing of over 125 people and injuring hundreds. It brings us back to the question of what to do as responsible and concerned citizens. Many in the circles of elite said much. They spoke with passion and conviction. Talked of having to lead, 'do a walk'. And then one soul responded... with the below:

" excerpts from the mail....

2. We need to write to editorials of newspapers when there are communal fights like Mumbaikar v/s bihari etc... etc .

3. we need to ask lot of questions through RTI an file cases through PILs if we really want to lead towards change.... Walk is a great idea but our politicians will never bother ...for walks ..

4. we need to vote .. elections are our weapon to tell those who can act .. that we are angry and need action from them....

5. following rules and co-operatig with security guards .. stop paying bribe for its corruption which generates black money which sponsors all wrong things...

I appluad this honest practical answer to what we as citizens should do. People talk shit and people may talk big, but this is the real answer to a lot many of the issues that we in modern India are facing. This is the answer to the many questions raised by the so called concerned.
The politicians if held responsible are well equipped to take the right measures to deal with such situations. There is no dearth of talent in this land of Dr Radhakrishnan. There is no lack of will in this land of Baba Saheb Ambedkar. There is no dearth of character in this land of Gandhi. Just that, we the people have forgotten that these are the very fundamentals of living a better, more just and more prosperous life.

Lastly... above all the passions and call for unity, someone needs to know what being an Indian is. Mr Raj Thakeray - It were the NSG commandos from New Delhi and the multi ethinic Indian Armed Forces that had to be called into action to save the Marathi manoos's life, while ur MNS was peeing in its pants and the clarion sounding manoos were all holed up in the safety of their homes. Kindly understand, there is no way u or anyone can divide this country............

Random

The topic itself makes it very clear that all that you are about to read is completely random and doesnt know why it is being written.. forget it being read. :)
But, isnt it true that in life, one of the best works and one of the best creations are all out of randomness? Not that this post has something unraveling or something path breaking, but then such times are the best. When all you do is listen to music and type what, whatever comes to your mind and let it run in any direction your neurons may want it to. Or the sensory buds of your fingers may direct it. However, the basic reason for such randomness today is nothing but complete boredom. Boredom of sitting at home and preparing. Preparing for something that one has already wasted more than..... k, and is going to go abroad for the same. Something for which people study for months and are afraid, the prince is going to go and give and come back un-ashamed. Nevertheless, right now, nothing else suits me or my pocket. And playing a game is not as good as writing here. And then again.. its back to the monotony which I am forcing myself to undertake. For a person whom coming home before 2 a.m. in the night was a uncommon, staying at home for the whole day is nothing short of crime. But then what to do, cant go to pune, nor can go home. Its so funny. I paid for it and I only have to suffer. What would I get at the end of all of this is again debatable, considering that I may not clear it again, and also that there are no I Banks today to join, as also the basic purpose of doing this wasnt ever to get into an I Bank.. :) Why then am I f...... myself so bad? Why cant I go for a movie, chat with friends as much as I would love to? Why is the market scenario so bad that any and all companies are welcome? Why are we graduating this year.. ? Wow !! one the most intriguing of questions arent they? hahaha.. well, these are the questions that have only one answer - Because God wanted it that way..!!! :):)

This one is to Rashmi mama..... I remember the "Because God wanted it that way.. "

p.s. If someone has a better way to pass time when in such a stupid, moronic state, lemme know..

Paragana '08 - The Story Behind the Scenes

Well, it all began on the day when we became the council. The day when our destinies were charted. When we were handed over the mantle of organizing the most coveted of the B School fests - Paragana '08.

From the time we embarked on this journey we were advised to put it through, in a 5 star. Something we always had in mind when we were the juniors even last year. To make it grand, to have speakers of a cadre which would bring students in on their own. No force to be put up. It was all supposed to be immaculate, properly planned and professionally managed. A show put up so as to shame even the best event management groups. None of us though at that time could predict how it would actually be. What all we would face and the repercussions that would follow.

The last few days though make it seem like "Alls well, that ends well". Undoubtedly the show put up on the 15th and the events that followed it up seemed like a dream come true. Today I can proudly say that we were trained. Trained by our seniors, trained by our work, our abilities, our experience, our surroundings. Support was something that was never less from the day we embarked on this journey. From the management - aka - Dean, to the juniors, there was nothing more expected apart except for the senior batch being sad.

Day -2

The tension creeps in, are the things sorted?? NO is the answer. We rush to Hyatt for a negotiation on the liquor to the equipment and the costing and the numbers are finally into place. All the various logistical requirements are clarified. We learn what we get and what we dont. At the same time, the printing expenses keep piling and there is suddenly a need for extra T Shirts. A heavy price we paid for ordering less in the first place when the designs were done long. But cant blame, the finances wouldnt have supported at all. It was really very sad when the banners were not to be ready before friday night. The council is a war room, phones ringing, people shouting and jumping on the top of each other and around the countless chairs and bags around. The participants are to come in tomorrow and we need a decent reliable place for them. The boys are as usual sorted by Jani, but when it comes to the heavenly pain - S.M. the hostel is always full and not for guests. Other options are explored and confirmed. The events team though is a little lax in giving the final numbers, has done a wonderful job in placement and selection of events. Huge response from all across the country is to see some 52 teams coming on campus, the maximum ever heard of. The scene for liquor might just get sorted when there is another problem of sending across the proper bytes on TV, Radio and through the news print. The speakers have not yet confirmed their travel iteniary nor have a few slots of speakers been still filled. The musical night is finally , "finally confirmed" and thankfully no hit at the pocket here. Tension is palpable as we have the seniors meeting. People are not registering, what if there is no one in the hall that day?? What if the halls are empty and instead of the expected 700 only 300 turn up? What if .... and so it goes. Decisions are taken as, how to tackle the issue and how to address the growing concern of the attendance. Finally it is upon the HODs and the pleas that we can make to student community movers. The juniors are told to clear up the mess and get ready for the kill the next day. Decorations are decided and lighting is to be put up.

Day -1
There is a tinge of panic, people are rushing to meet the timelines, we hear that the dockets wouldnt be ready till 4am and they would have to be made thereafter. The photo copy material is yet to be given, rather finallised and its only after really restrained shouting that its ready and goes in for the copy making. When he realises he is short of paper. Again, there is a need for pads and pens for the next day and he blasts us off for coming at this short notice. But thankfully there is sir to the rescue and he helps the maximum he can with all our requirements for the next two days. Something that we would need. From decoration material to chart material all is brought and stored. The dockets are to be made at night and the renowned assembly line concept to be practically employed. The admin staff has never been so nice and so helpful, but today they accept everything we tell them. All our requirements are fullfilled and met with. From LCD projectors to screens, from cars to buses to bouquets, we are helped through the way. The walkies are also finally done. Then there is the final meeting of who is to do what and how. The final call is given to all volunteers and the numbers counted and fixed. It is now decided as to who would be in charge in the morning and would bring what all from campus. The food is served and once all are well fed, work begins again. Its already past 10pm and there is no hint of any loss of energy. The team is ready to begin the packing of dockets sans the dockets which are to come in the morning.
Its 11pm and we get the idea that the residences booked are unsafe. We take the remaining to safer grounds and make plans for the next day. An alarming fact of the absence of registration sheets is brought to fore and tackled by calling up responsible chaps and making them convey the names and the numbers. By 1am the lists are still being compiled. The docket material is ready to be put inside the dockets when they arrive.
2 am and most of the juniors are forced to go home and get some sleep to be ready for the next day. There is still no way a truck to carry the 12ft X18ft banner can be found. As we go get some refreshments for the remaining team, there is another couplet which goes in search of a truck. Finally the sound system is also being put in place at Hyatt and so also is the banner being finally taken care of as it is 3am. There are 10 of the team going to be awake and on duty for more than 24 hours now. Its certain that there is no respite to anyone. No one would be spared and work once taken would have to be completed before anyone can even think of the sack. Lists and coupons are finally printed as we push off to get the dockets at 4am. A little morning snack does us good as we return with some snacks for the chaps in the college and have some people woken up for docket filling. The team now gets to work in the quad and is ready with all 800 files by the time the first of the cars come in. The car is loaded and pushed off. Its already 6.30am. The second car is taken and the chaps are asked to push off and reach Hyatt by 8am. The cars also are then by 8am and well... hello.............

Its D Day ...
For many like us, there was no night and hence no difference between day and night. The final backdrop in Hyatt was also put up no earlier than 6.30am thus giving those people, only enough time so as to rush home get ready and report to duty. Things worked with and without precision. The students were coming in and reporting. The materials sans one thing was brought in. The numerous rounds that the qualis did was really helpful as it helped in getting all the stuff across and also the volunteers could do proper checks.

With only 400 odd people having come by 9.30am, the 3rd partition was done and the dignitaries kept occupied by our beloved dean and the pro VC. As the programme began, there came in an entire batch of over 100 students who unfortunately were taken to the wrong hotel. It was sad, that they came late as they were to miss the session. The session got delayed, delaying and shortening the tea break. The students were now happy to hear our speakers and the major tension of lunch time management was put in place. There was a quick meeting of all the volunteers and new directives were given so as to prevent any further mis-management. The lunch time saw loads of people trying to leave and having to be stopped. The logistics team was wonderful as it stopped and prevented a large escapade. The sessions were split and the tea break also saw a lot of squandering of the people wanting to take photographs etc etc. Finally when they were all in for the final panel discussion and when the valedictory guest had arrived, it was all so nice. The valedictory started just as the panel discussion ended and that was nearly the end of a long and tiring journey for all of us.

The end saw a sweet photo session and a meeting with 'Team Paragana'.The invitation to the corporate dinner was conveyed to the team and there was a lot of fun in the air. The morning had also seen the hostel placement dealt with and hence, now there was no tension. The liquor and hotel still created issues, but DP had her charm working and the corporate dinner was on.

For all there, including the beloved sandy, it was just wonderful. It was just the feeling of release. The feeling that now we have done what we were to do. Though the end was no where near, it still seemed like an end of a major event. A major relief. Usually relief material is supplied to floodhit areas. Why then relief here..?? This saw a different kind of flooding and well, the night was undoubtedly a memorable one. The morning next was really very very late and it didnt matter much for, the team here was different from the team there.

Lastly, it was a memorable experience and amongst the best times that I have ever had after any event organised till date.

Love u Team Paragana...

Paragana '08 and the wonderful juniors...

We began on a new note as a council. The first to be led by a lady. We were a team never believed to cross the oceans. Never trusted to make sea changes. But guess, the past few days have proved that all wrong. The kind of work that this council has done, is probably not seen in, in the past few years.

Its been a nightmare since we embarked on the journey for which we were trained and equipped with all the power that is vested in this high body - Paragana '08. Been here and done that for ages, it was nothing new, but the fact that there were far more pressing issues than ever before, made us all re-think on whether we could do it or not. Be it the financial crisis or the fact that we were missing a lot of our old hands. We all had to face issues as we didnt have those many of the trained lot to handle the things when hot.

But then, isnt it said that where there is will, there is way. Though nothing made our way, the very idea of assignments, SR's etc etc helped us all big time. The team that began to work was huge. But the only difference with all the years was that it remained so inspite of the time. Though God didnt give us the money that we would have loved, he gave us a team of juniors who were there eager to learn. One that would co exist yet compete. One that would join forces to make the impossible - possible.

Kudos to the entire team of juniors that we have here in the council. May God bless them all. I wouldnt usually say so. But here, we have a group that would pull our spirits up when we were down. One, that would go through shit if need be to get the thing through. One which shares our passion for work and for the council. One which believes in the fact, 'if it needs to be done, it should be done" come what may. Here is a team that helped us achieve what we wanted to. Its on their able shoulders that we had pinned our hopes of getting all we had worked for. From money, to people, to accomodation the juniors contribution is commendable. Its the immense hardwork, dedication and perseverance that has been shown by them as a team that helped our dreams come true.

I cant though discount the training that was imparted. Though they did it all, it was from the batch of seniors that the final deals were done. The very attitude that "Its decided that it would happen, so it should. Doesnt matter how and why" came from the stable of the experianced chaps. From being seniors, bossing over to being partners in the event, we all have travelled the paths together. The tension on our heads was just a little solace to them. Yet, there was no time when they werent there when we needed them. The last week or so was a time when the place was a war room. The time when they stood by us and with us. From the first to the last, they left no stone unturned. No company unapproached. No work undone. From marketing to calling, from creatives to logistics, it was all a part of the package that they were expected to do.

Though in varying degrees of sincerity, they stuck through thick and thin. From being juniors they became stakeholders in Paragana '08. They were the ones who offered their beds to the teams from outside. They were the ones who stayed put the whole night even when we werent there. The lot which didnt really expect much from us but was there to give in their best.

They have made us feel like a family. One which will remain through the years to come. A feeling of togetherness, of oneness. Its a bond that would go a long way. They have stood shoulder to shoulder with us to never make us feel that we were alone, but at the same time they have respected us all for what we are and for the year we have ahead of us.

We have given them what we could. We have taught them all we could, trained them more than how we were. Set a benchmark higher than was set for us. A benchmark which am sure they can surpass and do great wonders just if they apply all we have imparted and improve all where we fell.

Lastly, guys - a heartfelt thanks to u all. Love u all. Hope that you all get to where you are and dont go for the kill. Its always better to live and let live. Learn that and you would have the most powerful team that the council would have ever seen.

All the very best for all your future endeavours.

ps: Invite me for Paragana '09 next year...!!! Am sure you would do us proud.

It came, they saw and we conquered..!!!

Its something that I feel at this point in time. Its a culmination of all the hard work, all the toil, all the sleepless nights and all those fights and tiffs that we have had for the past so many months. Its the fructification of all that we have so longed for. The recognition, the feeling that 'yes, we have done it and its us and us only !!!' Finally the realisation dawns on us that we have done what we were to do. Our job has been done successfully and completely.
Well, its not been more than 1 hour since Paragana '08 ended and the deja vu has set in. The feeling of what to do now and how to get things "sorted" is here. How do I react? What do I do in life here at NMiMS now? Heavens, there is very little left for me to work on. Its been a year since we had cemented our place in this place and then on there was no looking back. Each and every moment in life is important. Each experiance is unique and special. The feeling of having grown old has now set in. Not literally but metaphorically yes, we have years behind us and have been here, done that. We have seen it all now, and I thank my stars that I didnt quit. I stayed put. I stayed where i was supposed to and did what I was meant to.

Lets put things into perspective now....
The things we gained here: The confidence, that NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE. Well, DP thanks a ton. U have made me realise that there is much more in life than acceptance. There is a lot of scope of getting things done. Its necessary that we say the right thing at the right time and in the right manner. Guess, HR skills is something I need. For the rest is sufficient to take wherever I may need to go.
Apart from the learnings, what I have is a great bunch of juniors I love. I wouldnt hesistate to say that I love my juniors come what may and would do anything for them as and when I can. I have a corner kept separately in my heart for them and all their woes. This event if not anything, gave me more friends than I would have made otherwise. Here is to all those wonderful chaps who spent hours in the council doing what we told them to. :) Yea, had fun bossing around.

Now its time we gracefully exited and stopped interfering every now and then. Its time we kept our eyes and ears open more and said less. Its time we realised that its 'it'. Sad to say, but now its time we handed over the baton to those we have trained.... :)

Well, am going to dedicate posts now to the event per se and the juniors... so hang on.

Euphoria !!!

Well, what was in today that is giving me this feeling? I am not sure of what this is like. It just feels rejuvenated and fresh back in action. What was really bogging me down all these days? Lets not delve into that and rather be more concerned of the present state of euphoria !! Probably as the time for me to depart to a'bad comes close, it seems like there is more energy in the air and there is surely a lot more excitement. Well, here comes the day when i start off homeward. Thinking of the nice times I would be having there.

But amidst the mixed emotions, which started with a pleasant surprise of a treat, continued with the BIG fight and then ended like a normal re-union there was always that feeling of "feeling good". It also made me think of times when it would be my last day in the council and when I would be waiting to relinquish the office which I would have held for more than a year and one which I aimed the moment I stepped onto campus. Unlike other times, today was a realization, that there wasnt much time in this world to enjoy everything forever. Each and every thing had its own time and moment. Once enjoyed, it had to be parted with. I was overwhelmed to feel what I may at the time of my last few days on this campus. However much we may crib of the campus being like a packed tin of sardines, it is this which is going to be my alma mater. My home for the past 2 years, where I have learnt what is never in books, where I learnt the art of making friends and keeping them. Where I learnt more from the people and the environ than from the books. The place which gave me the passport to achieve high levels of success.

Imagining the day makes me feel nostalgic. Its as if I am visualising it right here and right now. May I be able to retain those memories for ever. Those days in the quadrangle, those times in Jani, to those times in class. Being ripped apart to those wonderful babes I would have loved to stare. From the politics of the council to the parties that we have had. Its been like nothing we have had. I just love the feeling of having to depart with fond memories of this place which gave me life.......... I know this is something that might be coming a bit too sooner, but still today is one day when I feel all is well. I feel that its going to be a bright future.

Hoping for the futures to be bright, for the friendships to sustain the test of times.. For the connection to remain, the feeling to be passed on. How I wish I could delegate the job. Train someone as I was. Honn the skills of someone to make the person one of the best and most powerful person in college. In him I might seek the ultimate solace, the ultimate satisfaction, that of finally passing over the correct legacy. Hoping for such an opportunity.

This masala post dedicated to kola and neena..!! Hope u convert many more PPO's in the future.

Joint House.... a management game!!!

Well, the very much revered joint housing system is as flawed as any. Be it respecting people, to respecting their wishes or be it keeping them satisfied and contented. It all boils down to management of humans.. and in this case family members. Boosting their egos when necessary and squashing them when and where necessary. Its like controlling them while still allowing them all the freedom they need. Its a simple trade-off between what people like and what they can do. And it being controlled by someone other than their own parents, forget own selves. In this world of materialism when wealth is not just internal but also lot more physical. When are the people going to understand that joint family system needs a revamp? When would it be realised that its not that people cant live together.., but trying to control the lives of other members of the family is something that should be refrained. Sometimes, it is essential to maintain the customs of the family etc. But then when it infringes on the life of the people... It is just too annoying and sometimes, parents wouldnt understand it too.

Simply put, these things existed in India because of the fact that the lives were much less materialistic and more towards the spiritual angle. There was more respect come what may and people felt that they were bound by the society and the people around. Today, there are pockets where that thing still persists and most places with the development in the country happening, nuclear families have cropped up and no more do parents have more than maximum 3 kids.. So the issue is wiped off at all levels. But for all those still plagued by the system, there is little respite but do as their elders tell them to or face the flack of being the black sheep of the family.

Hope the managers of such games are sensible else they wreck a havoc in the lives they might not even know.. bLESS tHEM gOD

Hindu day.....

Oh no... don get me wrong here. I m not a communal minded individual. I believe in the constitution of India, the Preamble which clearly states that each and every citizen is equal irrespective of the caste, creed, colour, sex and religion. I am a firm believer in the secular roots of India.

Though, the actual issue lies far away, far away from the communal vandalism in Orissa or that rocked Gujarat. It lies near Eros, Opp Ritz hotel. I am referring to the Hindu Newspaper office in mumbai.. :P
Perception I tell you. Something that makes us all live and believe. Its the thing that ticks the world. I had a perception that a newspaper office would be much more modern and the perception of a South Indian newspaper was laid there, correct to the core when I realised that the colours of the office interiors were as dull as the word dull could describe. They lent a kinda different look from what was expected from the Press Office. Nevertheless the mission was not completely failed as I had perceived it might. It just put my faith back into myself, that I could if need be sell the thing I was selling. But, touch wood we do get some money out of there. Even 1 - 2 would be wonderful for the same. And in these times (No not with the attack on christians, am talking of the markets tumbling) the money is hard to come by and anything and everything is welcome. Is it that we are jinxed? Facing monetary crisis in all of the events that we organised. And again, the very basic issues were to be put on the table on debate.

Nevertheless, I like this comeback of mine. It gave me a new way of working and yet not getting too involved as to distrub myself and get myself on the other hand. Guess 'Temptation' was the right move. (Oh... temptation is just another ice-cream parlour around here)

Hoping for some light at the end of the hindu venture. Lets see. Have a long week to go before I get to eat home fooooooood..........

WHAT SHIT !!!!.. oh no.. it’s just a normal day at NMIMS

NO USE cribbing and writing mails. Now we swing into action. And no we are no supporters of any political party nor are we any terrorists planning to do things to hurt people. We are here simple, straight students trying to put money making in the back seat and get the agenda of some institutions straight.

Q: What are they?
ANS: They are an educational institution.

Q:Where are they located?
ANS: They are located in the financial capital of India – Mumbai

Q: Which Institute
ANS: NMIMS

Q:Are they here only to make money and not be questioned on anything?
ANS: Don’t we as fees paying students have some rights and some takeaways? Of course, I wish I could say that studies are my take away. Unfortunately, I wouldn’t have minded if they were. But sadly they aren’t. We are here for studies, but then the institute is more worried of the AC that runs (Now it is running after one year of efforts) and as a result the one corridor that links the main gate of the institute is off limits for the students.

Then of course the gate which we are being blessed to be sharing with some institute remains one way for most of the day making our blessed chai ki kitli a million miles away. The bank which is a stone’s throw away from the institute has to be approached by a gate far away from the institute. And if u come on bike, then please walk 200 mtr before u can enter, when you could have avoided this all.

Q: Why not tell the people outside the truth. Why let the new students suffer in silence. Why not enlighten the youth of the truth and appraise them of the facts and tell them to stay away from this institute?
ANS: Every other day some new rule comes into place.(The mandal is rumored to have made profits close to 70Cr in the last financial year and yet, they are on a cost cutting spree.)

The library - the lifeline of any good B School is closed shut at 12.00am a time which is morning for most of us here in a B school atmosphere.

REASON : OFFICIAL : There is a security issue and so many of the girl students are on campus and that would mean that they would have to go back late and that is risky in a place like Mumbai.

REASON: ACTUAL : The actual reason is that the ‘Mandal’ wants to cut costs and wants that the electricity bill come down and hence the electricity consuming thing is shut down.

ARGUMENT AGAINST THE OFFICIAL REASON:
Girls aren’t forced to stay on campus.
Everyone doing an MBA is an adult and each and everyone knows their responsibilities.
EVEN SO… The college doesn’t prohibit the students to sit in the quadrangle and while away. Be it girls or guys, why are we then allowed to sit in the quadrangle if SECURITY is an issue. What use of this also. Why are the other parts of the institute not off bounds????
WHY is it only the library that they have shut off when the students can loiter on any part of the campus and do WHATEVER they want. Why??? Is it not a security issue any more? Or is it that the students in the quadrangle are not important???
10 fans in the quadrangle and only 2 of them are functional. And this is after 3 reminders to the concerned people. 3 fans don’t simply exist.

The Internet which is the soul of any institute and one which is the main and an irreplaceable tool is also not free of constraints.

Q: What happened?
ANS: Some brainy guy thought that he wouldn’t have to buy more band-with for the college and hence a system is put in place which now monitors every student’s sites visit and also limits him ONLY 32 Kbps as surfing speed. And that too we all have only 200MB for us. Well, do we really need limits ???

The download of material and files now take ages. EVEN GMAIL and CHAT take ages to load result in them being simply inaccessible. What good is this institute if the number of students goes on increasing and that of the infrastructure goes on decreasing?

Why are we even studying here? Rather, can we really study here? Is it really possible to study and outperform the rest of the B Schools when you are first shushed by the guard. Or rather at times ABUSED (Beware: the guard may abuse you and may not even allow you in the rains without he is convinced that you are no terrorist trying to barge in this jail)

Then in the library which is the library for

School of Business Management

School of Commerce

School of Pharma management

Mukesh Patel School of Management Technology

you can try and find a place to sit in this already overcrowded place. There again the guard will shush you the moment you got up.

You try to download some file and there you go, PLEASE WAIT. Of course, how can you expect 5 – 6 routers serving atleast 190 – 200 people at a time??? Ofcourse your turn will come. Welcome back to the days of “Aap Katar mein hain, Krupiya pratiksha kijiye”

Sadly, for people like me, I don’t understand what value add this place is ever going to be. How CAN V STUDY HERE????? PLEASE SOMEONE ANSWER.

Upon complaint, there is no action taken. Several channels have been taken but to no avail. There is nothing that can shake up the management. Hope someday this institute actually does what it claims so much about in the wonderful prospectuses that trick the poor students.

Also sometime ago someone said, we don’t get the support from the alumni, I assure you that no one would. Why would they??? There is nothing here that can make anyone happy or pleased of the state of affairs here. How many times have the various student bodies faced issues and so petty at that too… and all this in a B School, and the VC wants to transcend horizons??? Haha..

I HEREBY SWEAR THAT I WOULDN’T IN ANY WAY HELP NMIMS – MY INSTITUTE AFTER I PASS OUT THIS PLACE.

Why would I want to do anything for this shitty place at all ? Of course I wouldn’t. At every stage there is bureaucracy and everyone says, I am looking into it, please give me sometime.

Hell, is better than this I am sure. I am surely not going to suggest anyone to come to this place.

Q: How many more people are going to be tricked?
ANS: Lets do something fast and now before more students are trapped. And we will. This is just a small portal but there are many more to represent the institute and so also in the future and things will now on be done at every stage. JJ

Energy

What a feeling that when one feels the need for action and is raring to go. It makes one feel so elated that there is abundance of energy and opportunity to get a grip of the things around. Though thousands of things on the head, there is a feeling of being liberated. Masti ki pathshala brings me into a mood of joy and energy. "Lose control" what a wonderful feeling that is.
The reason to smile and laugh, to relax and enjoy. The joys of life which seem to have still continued but are on the verge of extinction. Gone are those days when there is nothing to do at all. All the time in the world to laze around and read something that you so wanted to. With no time situations piling up and being topped with one case over the other, this feeling of liberation is just wonderful. It is just the start one would want for any new initiative that one takes. Its something of a similar sort. Lets hope this continues for the days and the months to come. This brings the poet in me.. and so here goes.....
The sun shines bright....
Me feeling light.
Ohh, no it aint booze.....
Its just adrenaline running loose.
May this continue forever......
Especially when situations turn graver.

Kashmir.............. The crown of thorns ??

My geography class first brought me the knowledge of the crown of India - Kashmir. It was then that the lines like "Heaven on earth", "The land of Gods" made me feel that it was some place so beautiful, so peaceful that Gods resided there. The realization of the facts was sometime in secondary school when one understands and analysis the world around. The sad feel of knowing that the scenic beauty so much talked about was nothing but a thing of the past and much more far fetched an idea. It was then when I realised that the security men personified Gods and the tanks and the guns there served as the weapons for the protection of Gods.
Once a tourist hot spot, terrorism and the frequent disturbances to life there destroyed everything that existed of the paradise on earth. And to see it all and yet do nothing was something that Indian governments were used to and hence nothing could make them change this attitude. Kargil was the height of Indian complacency in the north and the so called win was nothing but just a figment of imagination for us. When one has to kick people out of our own motherland, its nothing short of shame. Nevertheless, with the government having woken up and the various changes in the sub-continent and the american "War" on terror as well on Iraq, things were quite quiet. But as if like a lull before a storm, the valley erupted again. And this time, it was not the terrorists, but the people themselves. An unintended move by the government to transfer a piece of land to some particular party causing immense bloodshed and destruction of life and property and adding to the already existing misery of the people. What good is a piece of land going to do if it is with one community or the other and how would it be more valuable than the lives lost, the man hours wasted, the tourism drained or the fruits and vegetables rotting ?? Can someone stand up from there and explain any economic sense into this entire episode. Emotions and faith see no sense it is said, but with the people of a state so divided is difficult to digest. And that too in a state that didnt have such a communal divide so wide, is really distressing and saddening.
The Prime minister to the President have called for restraint and keeping calm. But is this enough for a state so much in the clutches of terrorism and now in communalism. With nothing more to do and more and more violence all around, what do we expect of the future generations of Kashmir.
With the Pakistan flags being unfurled in parts, its more than a disgrace for us as Indians. And raises a very disturbing question: Is this the land hundreds and thousands have laid down their lives for? A request to the people there... Please sort issues amicably without disrespecting this motherland , the people (us) and the hundreds who have protected us.

A matter of cycle...

It was just the other day... that the newspaper headlines said " Musharraf bows "
Once the most powerful man in Pakistan, one who had the blessings of White House was now on the verge of impeachment or exile.
The Red country is back !!! Vladmir Putin and his troops won a victory much more than the one externally seen. The old horse is back in action. Or rather to put it apt, the bear is back in full form. And why not, its now time it went on rampage again.
So also, the other country China showcased to the world what it can do - Beijing Olympics. Once a closed nation, opened up to the world and its full media scrutiny.
Undoubtedly a full circle. Something that life is all about. And why not, it always is. "Har Kutte ka din hota hai" also seems to have stemmed out of this same concept.
And surely did the British eat their own words when Tata took over Corus or when Jaguar came to the Tata Stables. But then, when it happens so closer home, it makes you realise that we are all but indispensable. Nothing is ir-replaceable.
When you hear that the seniors are forgotten and also all those calls u made immediately, now happen when you are free.. makes one feel that there is something missing here. The connect, the feeling, something that binds. And in this materialistic world, how many would actually stop and look back. Lets not fall in the same trap...
Happy Birthday Sandy......!!!

Mis-management at its Zenith - Paradigm shift...

When you do something new, there is always this sense of adventure. So also today was one such day. Armed with everything, the day began with the long mails and tending to the various admin issues. But then life aint ending there. With the presentations for Paragana as well as M&M, the day was as tight as tight could describe. To top with it came the mis-management and the complete hopeless show put up by us, the things were surely not going to get any better. How could we have been so over confident and so complacent. We really need to pull up our socks. Check on the time when we start and how we do it. Is the setup there or not.. Some things that I have forgotten in my RCNI days. But then is the commitment still there and is there this wish to excel ? I wouldnt really know.
With the day being full of fights and decisions against decisions, we still took the right decision. But I am sure, that I surely did. And that was to stand up and decide that enough was enough and a shift was needed. Much needed change has to brought in. Else, this place would be robbed of its glitter and glam and the respect that it should get. There is an urgent need to revamp this organisation, for it would then a little too late to get into this later. More so, it is said that one should change when its possible and the most effective. If there is any time so ripe it is now.
Anyways... just hope that we end up nice and tidy.. a long way to go still..
But yea.. as a glimmer of hope, AB did get me organised on my reading habits... :) So one management taken care of. All the best team P, hope it all ends well.

Jail !!!

When I entered Nirma and the walled campus, guards, checkposts... I wondered if it was an Institute or not. But the 4 years there were wonderful. The management and the trustees seemingly more knowledgeable and more student and education oriented.

The life here seems to have drifted far away from that. With each day bringing in new issues to resolve. There is more wastage of energy in trying to undo the wrong... Where does one find time to do things one loves. Be it this or something else. It is just impossible to grow in such a scenario. Oh.. not growth in terms of new courses and more fees, I meant in terms of stature and quality.
What can a new individual do to a place that digs its own grave. How can one save this piece of ....... And now is the wonderful time when someone literally comes up to the council and asks me till when I am going to be there. How is it his business anyway. And now it really pinches, as to why are we here? What kind of education are we getting? Can we really grow and become what we wanted to be ? The wonderful corridors of college are our of bounds for the students. And why not... we are so many in number. And to do that diligently is a guard whose only job is to stop people from using the " elite " corridors reserved for the "faculty and the Top management" And thanks to that, a class that was just a min away, becomes a nice mile long walk. Ofcourse with the new corridor block, the One way and No Entry on the roads is aptly depicted on campus.

In school we wrote on topics like technology a boon or bane. But seems like this institute suddenly woke up to the fact that there should be a firewall and Lo !!! there it is, blocking every possible site on earth. Wanted to check the latest cricket scores, Sorry !! Blocked. Why ??? Sports !!! Why do u need sports in an educational institute. Sometimes, I feel like pulling my hair out. (Some answers here from the staff are really mind boggling and more so frustrating) And if u thought that plagiarism was unlawful, the IT team here surely thinks so.. Oh of course that means that e-snips is off. G-Talk was thankfully restored, for otherwise instead of these sites, the IT head would have been the next casualty. And when we talk to the IT head, pat comes the reply. "All these sites and chats add a lot of unwanted load on the server" Or were we wrong in assuming that this was centre of education. Where we were supposed to sit and discuss and interact. Facebook can no more show its face on campus. (Orkut was the victim long ago) Ironical that an Institute of this repute has to block off sites which are related to sports, movies, and much more. There is simply nothing more disastrous than this to ward off people from the campus. Of course if that is the case, so that more of them can be added in the new courses that have been started, it would be a different case altogether.
As if to add to all this is the wonderful rule of the library closing down at 12. Oh yes as mentioned earlier, it is an hours grace.. Oh thank you so much sir !!!. I had thought of a B School where life exists 24x7. Why should it not, it is supposed to be so. MBA is supposed to be all about interaction and a lot more of it. But here, how can one interact forget studying. Its simply impossible to get this into the heads of the s...... out here. Its sad that such things arent seen in the same light as the more educated and the needy lot. Many many different versions and excuses doing the rounds, but nothing that can really support the decisions taken. Be it security or whatever, there has to be a justifiable reason.
As if an icing on the cake, in the 15 min break that you get, a tea at the kitli outside is also time wasting. The gate of entry and exit are also marked. And why not, with all this pain, why should we be allowed to bear a little more. And so there goes the tea. With the new canteen also allowing the other students to sit and enjoy themselves, we are left with more so no space to have food or tea. Some way to diet aint it. Heavens !!! or rather HELL !! is all one can say, keeping in mind the latest that is happening on this place. What are they doing to this place..........??? If one problem was taken care of, there are 5 more created and by the management only, such that we are all bound and stuck in quicksand.
Parampara, done with a lot less of hooting et al, was still deemed as one of the worst student events, the fresher's party not having the permission for the girl's late entry... and a lot more. Is it not something really discerning. And I feel, why am I wasting my time thinking and trying to solve these?

And someone said that the alumni here didnt bother about the Institute. I would say.. " why should they?" There is nothing nice that I am going to remember except for the times that I have spent in this place with my buddies. Where is that connect? Where is that feeling of self gone? Would it ever come to me? Somewhere in this race of money and more money, this institute has lost all its sheen, its caliber, its worth and status. Just hope, they realise before its a tad too late....

Sigh... till then we just have to live with hope that this place may become something better than .. jail.. !!!

Ghoshtly - Campus !!!

Movie/Person/Character/Event what does it actually refer to............ a lot of things and meaning a lot deeper.

Oh why not !!! This is another trailer. Of the things to come at the end. As if the inflation and the interest rates hike weren't enough, here he is to scare everyone away. What is the basic motive is then the next question. An institute which pays for the services rendered should then technically show the door, shouldnt it.
But then, in these difficult days of the teaching profession no more being a profession, what do we do with more and more students to teach each year.
Or is there some other angle to this very story ? Of course the money would continue with many more being left behind each year. And the risk of this asset is self controlled. These are confirmed cash flows, so why not propagate this idea. A wonderful value proposition, which cannot be solved even if you study for 4 days in a row with nothing else to do or even if you are the person in self. Not to forget the compulsory sessions which simply make no sense (are not meant to, is it ?) And why shouldn't we miss these, so that the person in need can comment and take a trip at wish. Oh whims and fancies get a new follower (rather an old patron repeating the practice.)

This title also refers to something that this vibrant campus becomes, as the clock strikes 12. Oh yes, now its an hour of grace. One more hour added to the increasing Reliance Electricity bill for the library. Cost cutting to security all are the excuses that have been so far floated. Head to the super head to the super super head, all have been scratching their heads and trying to reason out the simple request. Why ?? (How I wish I could comprehend). As Einstein had failed some 10,000 ways, so also one needs to ask as to how many times do we have to try and fail before we succeed in convincing " the gujju" management that the lib aint a method to thin down the energy bill, but one which would lead this institute to be much better and the trustees much fatter.
So what are they trying to make this campus into ?? Or... is the word campus incorrect now on.. ? Sigh....

The tradition shall continue.... !!!

Tradition: (trə-dĭsh'ən) n. 1. The passing down of elements of a culture from generation to generation, especially by oral communication.

2. A mode of thought or behavior followed by a people continuously from generation to generation; a custom or usage.

3. A set of such customs and usages viewed as a coherent body of precedents influencing the present: followed family tradition in dress and manners. See synonyms at heritage.

The tradition or Parampara as one may aptly call in India, is exactly all of this. One batch came, experienced and passed it on to the next and so continued the chain of events though, getting a tad better (depends on whose side you are on) each time.
Why should this year be any different ? is what one senior remarked ?? Correctly so perhaps..
And what could be different? What of the tradition of the juniors having to hold their nerve and face the music even without the mikes, dance when the music is not the one they jived on.

What would the alumni remark on seeing the characters come and perform on stage without any disruption? Any answer for those innumerable vocal cords which became hoarse trying to sing without the mike? For those lectures and juhu beach visits that have been sacrificed for this eventful(fateful) day. It would be sad to deny those souls some peace which never were allowed on stage.
Oh No !!! there is no reason to feel any revengeful act here, it is plain and simple - Tradition - 'Parampara'. Something that would continue for the years to come (Or we would have made history - being the last organizers of Parampara !!!).
The department of memories wouldnt have been so loaded had it not been for the wonderful manner of the conduct of the event. Undoubtedly these days are etched in the minds of one and all for the years to come. Some reason to smile is it ??? Why not, ofcourse it is.. ask those who have never had more fun than, in those days of practice, those moments to see your crush practice, talk and chit chat till the end of the day. Practice till you would drop dead, or rather get firing from those blood sucking seniors. Not to forget the auditions and much more. And well as if it were not enough, to be treated twice... :):)
And,as if were not enough, came the fresher's party and the official welcome leading straight out of RockBottom. And, an honour to welcome the wonderful new batch, one that comes with a lot more promise and hope.

And as I sign out, the prophecy still remains " U want it, go get it. There is simply no looking back" With this in mind, am sure " The tradition SHALL continue"