>:) 2

How to recognise a candidate --
A omnipresent Smile - how much so you are bugging the hell out of him
A everringing mobile
A bagpack having a diary full of 'points' & Phone nos.
An unnerving ability to appear stunned and excited at every idea the person in front comes up with, no matter how redundant and impractical it is !


The Election Committee has announced, this time in an email sent to everyone, & officially heralded in the Election Season.
Here you will find what an IITB election notification looks like.
This will be the only piece of election related material that will be as plain and uncomplicated :P

A major change from last time, has been that the notice brought all talk in the open.
In a run-up before the nominations are filed in over the weekend, candidates are being propped up, pulled down and aspirations are being played with.


Here are few of the characteristics of IITB elections:
1. The entire student population is eligible to vote.
2. The entire student populations isnt interested in voting.
3. The entire student population is made to vote.
4. Not every student knows whom to vote.
5. Every student knows that his vote will count.
6. Every student is intelligent [IIT .. u know]
7. Every student is intent on making his vote count, for as much as it can... for HIMself !
8. Every student is told by someone, whom to vote for!

All these things make them a very interesting affair.

Since the General Secretaries (GS) form the top hierarchy of the student body, they are earnestly contested elections. 4 GS mean 4 times the fun :D

On a more serious note, lets have a look at what ails the system:-

In spite of the wide spectrum of the campus populace, the posts are contested by only those belonging to a narrow slice of it. As a result, the elections and subsequent functioning of the gymkhana is largely immaterial to the rest.

Whats this slice like ?
Out of the 6000 odd campus residents, only 3rd / 4th yr. UG students are known to contest. They constitute about 1000 odd. Even among these, less than 20% have ambitions that have anything to do with this annual parade.
These ambitions are varied in nature -
They may spread from actually contesting and winning an election to propping up a familiar face as one to getting ulterior motives fulfilled.
Since the college spectrum has enough posts to satiate everyone [Read this - extremely hilarious and almost true article] only the posts at the top are keenly contested, while the rest are shared with much co-operation.

As a result, its a matter of these 150-200 people [which works out to abt. 12 per hostel or quantified still better - 2 per wing] that a candidate has to 'work' out things with.

That is the phase the elections are in right now!
Its called - Groundwork, Manifesto, suggestions and so on - but boils down to laying the groundwork of present & future networking.

Its to early for deal-making [Have just heard that it happens, donno whether it is true :P] but its early nonetheless ;)
Till then..

V Day Special

Unless there is a twist of fate;
Yet another year I'll end up without a date,
While I wish you a Happy Valentine's Day;
I think I will just turn Gay !

Made this up - in an instant of inspired self-loathing on the eve of another V Day.

[The above rhyme is made with a imaginary individual in mind. No direct reference to the author is intended .. ]

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Edit :- dated 16.2.2007

Sonal's reply to the above :-|

'Tis sad, I understand mate;
No twist of fate;
got you a date,

But, never you mind;
Someone of your kind;
Is just difficult to find,

Someday,
It would all be very fine;
For today, heres a wish of mine;
O dear - Happy Valentine !

>:)

The institute Poltu. Season has begun. :D
While it actually began some time ago, it has heated up things to such extent that you cant walk past the canteen without people casting 'will-he' looks in you direction & instinctively you end up doing so more than once-in-a-while.

Hope to keep you more updated :P, though I have no idea, what fraction of the things I know can be publicly shared. [While I dont claim to know a significant amount, sharing any fraction of the 0.00001% things I do know, can be risky proposition].

More later ...
The handshaking has just begun, the smiles have just widened & the phone has just started to ring.

The movie - 'Dor' ;

& little More !

While the rhyme up there is on the lighter side, the rest of the post will not necessarily be :)

I am just done watching the movie - 'Dor'.
While I must agree that I had heard positively about the movie, I had no idea what the movie was about.
The movie starts and doesnt take too long to introduce the main cast :-
Gul Panag - I never knew much about her, other than the fact that she landed some pageant crown, some years back. With minimal beauty accessories in the movie, she is still very beautiful. She plays Zeenat, a self willed teacher from Himachal.
Ayesha Takia - I always knew she was ravishing, but she manages to act here & not appear a misfit in a rural setting as a Meera.

Zeenat maries Amir, just as he leaves for Saudi, while in parallel Meera takes a tearful farewell of her husband, as he leaves as well. Meera finding herself, being shoved into the background & behind the veil, as the doting husband leaves, is a perfect foil to Zeenat.

Other characters, like the commanding in-laws of Meera, the stern grand-ma, the effervescent girl and few others are seen around.

Their lives collide when, Amir is indicted for murdering roommate Shankar [Meera's Husband], while in Saudi & the put on the death row. Only a pardon, by Meera can save Amir [according to Saudi laws].
In search of this pardon, Zeenat leaves on a journey to Rajasthan, that is portrayed very beautifully. The interaction between the two leading ladies in the backdrop of a very conservative Rajput family, forms the major of the later part of the movie.

At this point, I will stop from making a movie review and stress slightly on the few things that twanged my heart strings - while watching the movie.
That the happy starting and romancing, between the two couples would end was obvious, the depiction of Meera's stress disturbed me a lot. Call me a sissy or whatever, the scenes following the death rites were brutal to say the least.
Her resignation to her fate and compliance with the traditional norms of the family structure bring about an inherent imbalance in the family structure. Very subtly, the issues of a widow being forced and expected to remain sad - as a mark of loyalty - to the memory of her late husband are brought up.

While clearly, the urban Indian society has come far from this speed breaker, & that contemporary girls cant be granted even a percent of the innocence of Meera, I over the years have come to accept atleast to myself, that certain inequalities still persist. While I have no idea, how my parents would have treated a girl child, I do see many parents [of guy-friends + gal-friends] still making a marked distinction between the two.
I am sure, never was the utmost importance of the academic career of any guy friends, ever questioned. I am pretty positive that wasn't the case, with most of the girls, even those - who mingle and wander amongst us.
Similarly, never was I expected to devote valuable [& justified] academic time to do housework, something that I find out doesn't translate on to girls in equal measure, even now.
I was shocked a few days ago, when I came to hear of, that a professor teaching in IITB still held the view that - 'Beti engineering kar ke kya karegi?' !

Every time, any girl confides in me something about her family - I am like 'Aise bhi hota hai kya?' . Suddenly, I feel so very advantaged that am a guy. Most of the things that have been so very obvious to me over these years, apparently are not equally obvious to some parents, wrt both genders.

The icing on this cake turns out to be - that my classmates are being confronted by their parents about getting married, at regular intervals. YA RITE !!
Just that, there comes a time, when one can no longer laugh it off !

[Disclaimer: This neither explains nor justifies all that actions that contemporary girls are known to indulge in, which are still very deplorable. The above post talks only about the inequality in a family structure. I have not come across, nor do I expect to do so, any such example in college setup.]

No Strings attached ;)

Read this article :

It talks about something that holds a lot of promise for the future .
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/6129460.stm

Ability to transfer power overatleast short distances without any kind of cables will mean that - charging of CellPhones, Laptops and many other things will essentially becomes automated.

A truly wireless world beckons :)

Sunday Special ..

As you grow up, you often miss the small details that used to overjoy you once upon a time. [ & I stop short of philosophizing abt. it ].

Sunday mornings were always special to me. Contrary to normal beings & my behavior on other days of the week, I was known to wake up early on Sundays. Sunday meant that Baba [Dad for the mand firangs ;)] was at home, & I wasn't in the mood to waste a second of a holiday.

So what did I do on a Sunday morn. :
1. Wake up to a bright sunny day !

2. Realise that it was the day of the week, when 'Mahabharat' showed on TV
One really cant appreciate the effect that series has on television and people in general in late 80's, unless he/ she witnessed it. [Wo jamana ab nahi raha ;)].

3. Shop in 'Samarth Bhandar' - a big co-operative shop - kinda precursor to Big Bazaar and all.
That was really the last time, i enjoyed shopping. The awe of such a big shop, full of activity - when pushing a cart was physical exercise & where managing to stand at the tip of my toes to see across the payment counter - a feat !

4. & once in abt. a dozen Sundays, have a haircut.
For some reason, a visit to the saloon was pretty closely associated with a Sunday. Length of my hair wasnt necessarily a pre-requisite for a saloon visit, length of my dad's hair was !

So all in all, I was reminded of all these when I went for a Sunday Haircut today, after quite sometime.
Much like those days, it was a carefree Sunday morn. & unlike those days, I woke up lazily arnd noon and yet went to the saloon.
Surprisingly, for a Sunday Morning it was only just filled. Normally, barbers enjoy a field day every sunday. But thankfully, it also meant that I could have a leisurely haircut and ask for an extra snip without the barber making meaningful glances at all the people waiting to fill in my place.
Suddenly, the morning was extra bright again, and I almost starting humming the title track of Mahabharat.

Withall the thoughts on a foreboding monday, I cant help chuckle at the evergreen, 'Monday morning always found Tom Sawyer .. ' piece by Charles Dickens.
Till then adios ..

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Edit :- dated 10.2.2007

For some reason [read :- writing this post, at unearthly hours of the morning], I forgot the joys contributed by the following -
1. The Jungle Book
2. Duck Tales
3. Tales Spin

Such gross mistakes ashame me :D, for it is the love of Mowgli, Bageera, Kaa, Bhalu, Kid, Uncle Scrroge that took me through the week
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Priorities and Reversals !

Its pretty strange that, when I was facing a time-crunch experienced never before in my life, I had a nagging desire to post something creative here.
I thought of half a dozen topics on which I could scribe and the world would benefit from my posts and accompanied time squandaring !

& yet at a time I am free and unfettered, I find it impossible to get myself to write anything more than 500 words long at a time.

This post marks another of my failed 'I-will-post-about-xyz-today' resolutions !

Of Honour and redemption ..

Read this mail I sent today -

hey,
just was reading through some of my archives , and came across this mail!
Well, Sem 5 just abt to end, & I am proud to say that in this mind
boggling nerve-unnerving semester, I havent copied a bit :D !
[as in not that not doing a bad deed, wud count for much, just that
resisting the temptations happens to a qualifying benchmark for
maintaing self-honour ]

It reminded me of If by Rudyard Kipling -
'If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs ..'

Rest is fine,

Lets see what turns arnd !
Shantanu

ps - Clearly, I didnt make a good first impression ! Phew !

On Sat, 5 Feb 2005, some-ta wrote:

> Hi Shantanu,
> I remember you did attempt lab2. However while checking for
> cogging, I found that 2 ppl dzz and d08 have submitted
> the same files.
> Did you allow someone to copy from you / vice versa?
> There are some 7-8 cases we caught. I guess this will go off as a warning.
> But I'd suggest that you avoid this in future.
>
>
> bye
> same-ta

As is happens, its not as much as lauding oneself for not commiting a crime, but rather redeeming oneself after shitting hard on one's own and family name !
[To those who wonder what I am crowing about, there arent more than 150 in our batch of about 550, who can claim this claim. Sad but true.]

Crazy ...

Crazy day, Crazy week, Crazy fortnight !

Nothing special, nothing ordinary !

So much to say, so less said !

Abstract thoughts max!

Kick, Vroom .. & Away !

Hey all,
One of the original reason of setting up this blog has re-incarnated in the form of another blog -- http://4stroke.blogspot.com

No specific reason, other than
1. This will continue to have things I think
2. That will have Things I do.

Anyway, this will continue to be more active among the two, since I think a LOT more than I do [though occasionally things I do, are WAY more interesting, than the things I think :P] !


Or in CSE terminology --
[Caution -- Fatta Ahead]
This one will have all the Static Meaderings
That one will have the Dynamic Meaderings.

So in order to avoid a Binding error, had to create seperate scopes :))
[First one to point out a technical flaw in this, will get a kick on their @$$]

Happiness Reloaded !

A few weeks ago I had shared the essay I wrote about, 'My Idea of Happiness',
as an assignment for the Design and Analysis of Algorithms course.
Strange but true.
Well, below is the feedback given by Ranade Sir on the classes' 'performance'
on this assignment. Not is it one of the best analyses of an IITians psyche,
that I have seen, its heartning to see that some professor would take so
much time out to contribute to the students' growth!
Not Surprisingly, one of the most lasting images of contentness, that I have
seen is that of Sir himself, sitting at Shack reading a book, golden rays
streaking all over him.
In his time, to a stray observer, Newton would have appeared something similar
to an Oxfordian, instants before the apple hit him.

Here goes the mail ::

Here are some comments on the Happiness assignment.

I will begin by describing some of the major issues raised in your
essays.  I will then describe why I gave this assignment -- why I
think more students should relate happiness and academics.  Then I
will talk about job satisfaction and competition.

WHAT YOU WROTE: SOME OF THE HIGHLIGHTS
First, the most important source of happiness reported by many, many
people were family ties -- happiness in just being with your
parents/siblings as well as enjoying specific family events and get
togethers.  As it turns out, this also tops the list of what makes me
happy.

A number of people did say that academics/solving problems gives them
a kick and in general makes them happy.  Several also said that
accomplishment makes them happy.  These two are of course different --
you may be happy with accomplishment because it is noticed by your
family and friends; the study/work needed for the accomplishment might
not have made you happy -- just that you have the persistence and
mental strength needed to complete a task once you undertake it.

Several people also mentioned hobbies such as music that made them
really happy.  There seemed to be some disappointment that they cannot
pursue the hobbies and some hope that after they are settled in life
they will devote time to their hobbies.

Finally, there were also several who said that the competition in IIT
makes them nervous and prevents them from enjoying what is going on.

ACADEMICS AND HAPPINESS
The first point I would like to make is that it is worth asking
yourself whether you are happy with academics.  By this I dont mean
the grade you get -- but whether the material you learn is itself
causing any excitement in you, whether you are feeling that you are
learning anything of significance, or whether you are seeing anything
beautiful in what you are studying.  The beauty/excitement in
academics is not always easy to see, however.  Anyone can see the
beauty in snow clad mountains/flowers/ocean.  To see the beauty in a
computer you need to be able to look under the surface a little bit.
But once you do see this beauty, it is as exciting as natural beauty.
Anyone can see the excitement of being able to play tennis well or
play the guitar well.  I hope you can also see that being able to
design good algorithms (or analyze them or program them) is an ability
as hard to cultivate -- it has as many intricacies and frustrations as
there are in playing tennis or learning music.  But it is also as
satisfying.

Being able to relate happiness to academics has a few other important
side effects.

JOB SATISFACTION
I feel that as an adult it is very important to get a lot of
satisfaction out of your work.  After all, you will spend about 10-14
hours every day on it.  Note that satisfaction is different from
salary/promotions/prestige.  You may have salary/promotions/prestige
but may not really like your job.  If this happens, then you will have
to look elsewhere for your real happiness -- remember you only have
8-6 hours for it outside your work.  And that time is also needed for
many of your natural responsibilities as an adult (including
maintaining the family ties that are important to us).

If you developed the ability to see beauty and excitement while you
are a student, you will find it easier, I think to see beauty in your
job too.  This ability I am talking about is not related to CSE -- it
is the general attitude of looking under the surface, looking for
patterns and order etc.

I dont mean to suggest that you should learn to be content with your
job -- by all means aspire for promotions/better jobs/salary.  But
decide for yourself whether the Narayan Murthy's of the world
accomplish a lot because they like their work intrinsically or whether
they work (even without liking it much) because of the money/prestige
involved.

COMPETITION STRESS
Many of your essays report that academics in IIT is very competitive
and causes stress and hurry and so on.

I think there are reasons to ignore competition as well as reasons to
pay attention to it.

Competition usually focuses on external attributes -- how many marks
you get rather than what you have learned.  To keep things in
perspective, note that your relative standing in the department will
play a smaller role after you finish than the role played by what you
really have learned.  So it is worth focusing on what you should be
learning -- are you learning the ideas/techniques being taught --
never mind what others are doing.  Again the message is similar to the
one before: focus on the material you are learning, see the beauty in
it and so on, rather than worry about the marks.

Of course, you cannot ignore competition and marks entirely.  For the
simple reason that most of us have a tendency to get lazy -- some kind
of spontaneous decay.  So competition keeps us on our toes.  It asks
us "how come he/she gets so many marks while I cannot, am I just
lazy?".  If you think you are working hard, then you could ask
yourself -- "how come he/she gets more marks and understands
everything faster -- is there something more he/she sees in all this
that I dont?  Is it because he/she is having more FUN with this than I
am?".  If you can ask such questions you will be able to make
competition work for you than hurt you.


CONCLUDING REMARKS
I am not an expert on happiness, or on people's motivations,
personalities and abilities.  So what I have written is to be taken
with a grain of salt, and as an inexpert opinion.

Yes, I have in fact seen people who can do work that they find
unpleasant just because they have will power that keeps them going.
However, most high acheivers I have seen have made their mark because
they love their work.  The first step to loving work later in life is
to develop the ability to love academics right now.  This will require
efforts on the part of students, and also, I am sure on part of
faculty.  If more students participate in this process, the better it
will be.

The Bee Box

In this small box, my love,
you'll not find a ring,
but instead, a brave, little bee.
He'll be dead by morn, having given his life
defending his flowers against me.
I felt his sting
while picking the small, purple pansies
growing wild along the roadside,
in hopes of an afternoon bouquet for you.
And I grieved the sting,
more for him than me,
knowing full well the price he paid
for my small pain.
And I allowed him his victory,
leaving his flowers as a memory,
and brought you instead
this brave, little bee,
who proves there is love
even in the smallest
of things.

-- Lowell Parker


Again, I am posting something, that although not quite mine, was so moving that I felt that I had to share it !
Btw: Got it from Kram's blog. Really admire him as a person I have often heard about.


Also, my blog has had 108 visits, since setting up the Counter on 2nd Oct. Exlucding abt. 9 of my own, that makes it an average of 9 visits per day -- not great, but made my heart warm :)

Muaaah !

In recent Hindi Movies, with a declining interest in dialogues that outlive the characters, seldom are lines as well scripted as the ones below from Lage Raho MunnaBhai !
Delivered by Vidya Balan, 'apun jab bhi yeh line sunta hai na, to apun ke mooh pe mast smile aa jati hai'.

"Good Morning ...... Mumbai !
This is Janhavi on World Space Radio
जाने से पहले, ये है मेरा आज का ख्याल
उन सबके लिये, जो दौड़े जा रहे हैं इस शहर की दौड़ में
शहर की इस दौड़ में दौड़ के करना क्या है?
अगर यही जीना है दोस्तों, तो फिर मरना क्या है?
पहली बारिश में ट्रेन लेट होने की फिक्र है, भूल गए भीगते हुए टहलना क्या है?
सीरियल के किरदारों का सारा हाल है मालूम, पर माँ का हाल पूछने की फुरसत कहाँ है?
आप रेत में नंगे पाँव टहलते क्यूँ नहीँ?
एक सौ आठ हैं चैनल पर दिल बहलते क्यूँ नहीँ?
इंटरनेट पे दुनिया से तो टच में हैं, लेकिन पड़ोस में कौन रहता है जानते तक नहीँ!
मोबाइल, लैंडलाइन सब की भरमार है, लेकिन जिगरी दोस्त तक पहुँचे, ऐसा तार कहाँ है?
कब डूबते हुए सूरज को देखा था, याद है?
कब जाना था शाम का गुज़रना क्या है?
तो दोस्तों, शहर की इस दौड़ में दौड़ के करना क्या है?
अगर यही जीना है दोस्तों, तो फिर मरना क्या है?"

haan , and btw: Thanks to boss for the unicoding the text, and Sangram for the English version! :P

My Idea of Happiness

The Essay below was written as an assignment for a course in Algorithms [Can u belive it ?] but we have a stud prof. so I guess, we cudnt have asked for anything better !

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My Idea of Happiness
Happiness is something that has over the years always been a concept that has more complex than before. After thinking of it again on the fly, and re-writing & erasing it repeatedly, let us define happiness as a state we always aim to acheive.

Defining the concept of happiness as simply doesnt end this essay, rather opens up a plethora of questions, that are more difficult to answer. What the definition does, is that it sets the questions in the right perspective. eg: We seek to define the properties of the state. Thinking of it, we can define the state we seek to acheive, in terms of financial health, job [as in the current engagement] satisfaction, personal & family fulfilment, social acceptance and so on.

After this rather formal and hence boring interpretation, to think on a more intutive level, I must say that I get happiness from the freedom of doing what I want to do / pursue at any point of time (which would fall under the heading of job satisfaction among those above).
But clearly the ideas of happiness have changed radically along with growing up. As a child, the ideas of happiness were really simple. A 'Lego' set entertained me for weeks at end. Watching the progress of India in an arbitary sporting competition kept me engaged for days. Over the years, this concept has been compounded (& I would say, clouded as well) with what the society and the people around oneself, define the properties of happiness state as well.

With these imbibed inputs from the society as well as the inherent concepts, have enabled me to sketch a rough picture of the state i wish to acheive. Hence in the future, I think satisfaction in terms of career and family will have top priority. I think financial health [subject to a certain threshold] is irrelevant. As long as I can provide for the basic needs of all those dependant on me, I will be decently satisfied. Though it would be grossly errorprone, I think to quantify it, an inflation-corrected income equivalent of about Rs. 3 lakhs p.a. should suffice. Hence once this is assured, I think family and career have a unmatched importance.
I strongly think, that a 45 yr. old man who has considerable financial clout, who meets his 16 yr. old child for less than 20 hrs. / week, which is spent in minimising friction, simply cannot be happy. Choices between family and career could be made on each case basis.

& once I am done, projecting a rosy future, as I sit and try and answer the most crucial question of them all:: What makes me happy in the present?
I am firmly of the opinion that happiness though defined (in a very convulated manner) to be a state, it is rather travelling a journey. If it was a state, a person wudnt try and change it. This is clearly not what happens. What a man is 'happy' for is that, he has progressed along the path towards the 'Happy' State ! So I think it isnt wise to be happy for what one is, but rather for being more of what he thinks he hopes to become.

As I try and wind this essay up, and read through it again, I realise that the above might not be the most coherent of thoughts and thought process, but since I am unsure of my idea of Happiness, I can hardly complain!
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Back from B'Lore !

After a hectic Midsem week [TableTennis really tires one out, u know ;)] and a Work Visit week [MG to Brigade to MG again, is tiring as well], am headed back for the 'usual', 'boring', 'peace', 'lazed-out' semester starting tomorrow.

Firstly, I have to make up my mind, what makes me Happy ... as if that was easy ...Phew !
Then, Double OS Lab this week, is a threatening situation. [HP Analogy : Seems much like Double Potions, that Snape took. Snape had greasy black hair. In my case, its greasy enough.. but thats about it :P]

Nevertheless, heres what I took from the visit:
1. Quality Research in CS is possible in India, wrt: MSR, Google etc.
2. Value knowledge and satisfaction over an overkill of financial pay-off. The second follows the first. The question essentially is: what is the the differentiating line between basic & surplus !
3. Reading is a joy. So is spending on quality books.
4. Coding is an important skill, no matter where you land up !
5. B'lore has amazing weather, and thats about it. Its costly and un-safe with a non-existent night life.

I have become a boring person over the last month or so...

No late night adventures, No freakouts at amazing places & to top it all I am in the lab at 8 in the morning, after having chopping off errors / warnings of a monster named DMD's OS Lab assignment. Needless to say, like the mythical Hydra, another one props up before you are done dealing with one ! On a sadist note: I would have said, that Sir himself resembles a Hydra : Alas god wasnt gracious enuf to grant Sir as many black hair protruding off his skull !

Midsems start tomorrow, and needless to say I am gonna be utterly screwed esp. in OS again. Might fare marginally better in PoPL & dB if Sangram / Ankit are gracious enough. As if it wasnt all so 'rosy' we also have a pending submission [of what else but OS Lab] within another 16 Hrs.

The week after Midsems, my batch leaves for Bangalore for a work visit. Really looking forward to that.

While another class, again OS, beckons at 8:30, I must conclude by saying that, yesterday I went to Chowpatty, [with Mama, Mami etc.. so spare me the looks ;) ] for Ganapati Visarjan! If not anything else I was simply amazed at the fantastic organisation put in place by the Police and BM C ! Kudos to them ! More abt that later, if I end up being more interesting :) !

will 'Even' things out some next sem.

Sorry, but I havent been doing this for over a month now!
The thing is that the 2 semesters in IIT are very distinct in some aspects.

The 1st semester of the year, is odd: Half the sem is spent running around [if not behind :p] the freshies. The later half cramps in a truckload of events.
As a result, the Odd sem, doesnt really give you a chance to think what you are doing. You just end up doing it.

The 2nd semester, gives you slightly more time to reflect upon yourself, as you plan for the year ahead. So you even, out the reckless execution of the previous semester.

This blog, was initiated in one such reflection session last semester. This semester, I hardly have time to think whether the things I am doing are right or wrong, I just pray for the best and take the plunge. Hindsight judgements , and hence longish posts can wait for February.

NUMB3RS !

On this lazy Sunday, chatting with my parents, the topic of Love & Relationships among people of my age, came up!

In an effort to corner me ;), my mom wanted to know which of my friends were in a relationship, now or at some point earlier. I asked her to name a few girls, she knew & I would tell her how many, if not who all.
To her evident shock, out of the 10 girls she recounted, only 3, hadnt been in a relationship yet.

Things got scary for her, when for the 9(+ me) guys, the corresponding number was still stuck at 3.

Freedom ... ya rite !

The earlier blog isnt a pre-timed one! Still what happened is too much to describe.
That I am back in my room and typing this, is testimony to God's grace !

Excitement to Exhilaration to Madness to Despair to Releif ! Phew !

Freedom ...

with my four stroke past Midnight ! Read it !