Useless, Pointless and Totally Arbit

Well since I am absolutely vella, I thought of writing something for my bloggae(no that’s not what I call it but just an arbit thing which came into my mind(see I am so vella?(in fact vella enough to goon putting bracket after bracket(Stop it!))))(Ok so check if they are all closed!). And what better thing to write about than my vellaness-The inspiration behind this post!

So these days even though college is of I am still residing in my dear WD-17 at Shivalik reason being I am doing an intern here in Noida with a Multinational VLSI Design Company(See me boasting!:) )(P.S. Does anyone know how to put a smiley in brackets? Somehow I am never able to do that comfortably) Virage Logic International. (Ya now go back there and read where I left off and started the bracket!)Okkk Intern ... you must be thinking that how can I be free when I am interning. Aaah! That friends is the thing. I had heard it from every one of my seniors.."Koi intern pe kucch nai (mazdoor style!)seekhta". But I didn’t believe it till today I am sitting in my office and writing this post!!!I mean I literally do NOTHING here. Take a look at my average day schedule"

9AM: Reach Office. Switch on PC. Open Gmail, FB... check for new mail or notifications.
9:15: Go to Cafeteria(Yes the company has its own and what's more, catering is by Yellow Chilies that guy Sanjeev Gupta's company) for breakfast
9:45: Open a couple of design files. Play around a bit. Get bored. Doze off.
10:30: Wake up. Have a drink of water. Faced with nothing better to do, so open up BlogSpot. Start reading random posts by random people.
12:00: Realize with a shock what you are here for as Boss walks in. Says it’s nice you blog also. Sometimes I wonder if I should tell him that as far as his office is concerned, I JUST blog!
12: 15: After a discussion with boss get back to blogs.
1:00: Say hi to my gf who logs in around this time.
1: 15: Head off for lunch
1;45: Chat with gf
4:00: Gf logs off and reprimands me for not working. Threatens with dire consequences if I don’t do something constructive. Gives moral lecture. I enjoy every bit of her!( I love you qti!)
4:15: Try to work. Give up
4:45: Log onto to Google news and read the day's happenings
5:20: Pack up my bag and leave

See how vella I am??? Gosh. The only thing I can think of right now is going back to hostel and playing counterstrike with the guys! Hmm... ya I think its best to end this here. I don’t want to be killing with boredom those few holy souls who read my blog! Take care guys. Maybe next time I’ll come up with a better post!!!

(P.S. ya the real reason for logging off is that its time for lunch!!!)

An Ode to Nesci

All dressed n red and black you stood
Beckoning many a hungry IITian
Maggi and muffin and croissants were all you offered
Yet you took our hearts away

It was you we came to for our nightly sojourns
Twas you who helped us survive the long nightouts
You it was who we came to cry to over our grades
And you we came for treats for birthdays

You habroured many a lonely couple
And many a drunk group of hooligans
NOt to mention the frequent sutteris
All of whom made you their ultimate destination

And you it was who stood neutral
Through all the headcounts and alliances of Poltu
And you it was that who we came to
for that elusive bill for rebate

But now you are gone, gone and dead
Tis but ruin that stands
No more are the voices heard from the windows
No more the all night stands

And it seems with you my life has gone
Seems IIT's not worth it anymore
almost as if we've lost the degree
that we were to take and go

What use a bday without the ice tea?
What use the RCA event without the customary treat?
What use the minors without ur coffee
What use Oh what use this IIT?

NESCI: YOU WILL STAY WITH US IN OUR HEARTS FOREVER

Hell

Have you ever wondered how it feels?
To have your work all undone
To toil and labour all night and day
Yet the fruits being bitter?

Have you ever tried to laugh
On the grave of your sweat
Or tried to say I do not care
At the death of your beloved

Aah then you’ve not lived lad
Naught have you seen ,naught have you felt
Cut off that rod of masculine strength
You are just another lass

For men they are who can laugh off
The murder of their perspiring hands
And men they are who care not
For their bloody parched flanks

I AM A MAN

I have been through this all
Worked and persevered
Till the end of it all

YES THE VERY END.

The end of effort
The end of prize
The end of everything
The end of life.

Without a thought to hell.

I've often said there's nothing such as Deserveability. But now I'd like to put the question... Is there not even something such as decency limit of crap?

P.S. Being sexist was not my aim... I'd like you to take the word MAN as the stereotypical image of someone(male or female) who is someone strong by character...

An Apology

I am sorry my friend for doing this to you
leaving u like this with nothing to do
i know no one visits u any more
infact with u dormant, u exist they dont know

But sweetheart what do i do
its gone for a six, try as hard as i do
like a bird for migration,
its gone to hell my stupid imagination

haan par promise i'll bring it back
pinky(:)) promise i do
that i will write something soon
my poor blog i hope forgive me u do.

Faccha Times...

I remember when I came to IIT I was full of expectations. I had heard so much about this fabled place and ,more importantly, worked so hard to get here. If stories were to be believed this place turned people into geniuses, taught an education unknown to anyone else, created engineers fit enough to change the whole universe...

Today, it’s been almost an year. I have lived my faccha days and am ready to move on to a respected second year ‘Sir’. And boy has it been a journey of revealations...
I have learnt a lot in this one year... Oh no... Not engineering. But lots of other things. For instance, 101 ways to commit fraud, lying out of your hat and proving it to be true, cheating on exams... the list is endless.

Yes, truly IITians are exceptional people with exceptional intellect. But what happens to them here? They are introduced to a world where slowly they metamorphose into students fit enough to go to any regional college and blend in with the crowd there. In all our exams there is no application of the brain. Bas paper ke ek din pehle tut laga ke chale jaao. Number aa jayenge. Nahin aaye? Koi baat nahin paper milne ke baad likh likh ke number le lo. Fir bhi nahin aaye? Toh fir Chill Maar naa Launde!!!
(Application of mind toh agar hai toh hai sirf aur sirf Poltu mein...And about that I shall not speak.)

Am I lying? Am I venting my own frustration cause I am a ‘maggu’?

No.

Look within yourselves...How many times have we asked or rather begged our peers for proxies? How many times have we gone for hostel extra currics and compromised on our Acads.? How many times have we fooled the TAs by doctored readings and graphs. How many times have we forced the poor professor to make an easy paper just to make us pass. How many times have we frowned on the handful of ‘maggus’ who take it upon themselves to fulfil the responsibilities of us all?

Innumerable my friend, innumerable. And when we could have avoided all this... when we could have avoided losing our own self respect just by studying that hour a day which while preparing for JEE was tuppence to us. Think my friends. Introspect. Are we doing the right thing? Realise yours, mine, our true potential.

Yes we turn into geniuses... Geniuses capable of fooling anyone in the world. Yes we are taught an education unknown to anyone else... one which educates us on the fallacy of moral behaviour and the encouragement of ruthless achievement. Yes we become engineers fit enough to change the universe... but not through science but through unscrupulously illicit acts.

You might close this window in disgust. You might form an opinion that this blog sux majorly. You may comment on the author ki yeh saala hi aisa hoga. You might even curse the webmaster who din intervene to block this article. All this you’d do if you were not an IITian.

But if you are an IITian... you’d be hanging your head in shame...

My(feebly hopeless!) 55er... :)

“I still love you but not like that. Just as a friend”
“You rejected us when you ran away with him you bitch. Go die if you wish. You have no place here”.
Suddenly, the decision was made. A jump was all it took. And yet another love story came to its clichéd, tragic end.


Lol... I recently came to know about this concept of a 55 word story so tried my hand at it. Found it a really good experience... :)

SURA- Stifling Undergrad Research Aspirers

The other day I was strolling down my hostel coridoor after lunch when I caught sight of a large notice put up on the Notice board which said something about undergraduate research. Now I have always wanted to go towards the academic side so it held my attention and I read through it. It was something to do with SURA. I had heard something about this form my seniors and knew a little about it. But knowing through experience that seniorsay is not always true, I stopped to read through it. It explained in full detail the procedure to be followed but what struck me was the CGPA pre requirement which said that only students with CGPA >=7.5 can do a SURA. The first thing that came to my mind was that maybe each year the SURA office is flooded with countless applications for projects such that they have to make some provision to curtail the number of applicants!
But its not as if IIT has a limited number of projects that they need to put cut offs. In fact professors are always more than welcome to accept new undergrad researchers. In such a scenario I fail to understand the need for a CGPA cut.
The second reason for such a cut which came to my mind was doubt over the applicant’s capability. Maybe the management does not find <7.5 pointers fit enough for research. But I ask you- Is a person with CG below 7.5 not capable to do undergraduate research? Admitted he may not be brightest kid around the campus but has he not too cleared the JEE and come to IIT as a meritorious candidate? Has he not already proved that he is the cream of the cream in the country. Does any doubt remain about his capability, sincerity or dedication? Is the fact that he is unable to score marks relative mind you relative to other IITians relative to others who form a part of the same cream, enough to show he is not fit for research? And that too in a scenario where probably people less capable(by this logic) are eligible for similar programs in regional colleges? For definitely a 7 pter from IIT is better than a 9 pter from a regional college!
And then we all know that good marks are neither necessary nor sufficient to prove capability. Getting marks involves several favourable factors like a good examination temperament among other things. And let us not forget that there are students who do exceptionally well in certain courses which interest them but not well in others. Then can you deny them the chance to research on their favourite topic just because they have a low overall CGPA?
Moreover the SURA application requires the preparation of a project aim report, getting the consent of the professor and several other tedious steps. If a student is committed enough to complete the requirements and is able to convince the professor to accept him irrespective of his CGPA, can eyebrows be raised over his sincerity or capability?
Clearly the existence of this rule serves no constructive purpose. On the other hand it is probably the reason for the death of many an inquisitive mind in IIT. In my opinion it’d be much better if it is done away with.