A Beautiful Mind

Tornados Back Again

2009-03-23T22:00:00.004-05:00

Ramayana 3392 A.D.

2008-03-09T18:24:00.009-05:00

Rama using New Age Bow and Arrow in the midst of Blazing Fire.

Do not worry it is the futuristic approach of mythology. Ramayana, the age old epic told by millions of Indian, the face of Indian culture to the western world and the reason of Diwali is now available in a brand new package known as ‘Rama Reborn’ or ‘The Odyssey of The East - Ramayan 3392 A.D’. Rebirth of Rama in a highly advanced society where common man uses exotic technologies in their mundane routine. Ravana-the evil Asura of this epic is claimed to be made up by nano-technology. I am not joking; indeed it is the new face of Ramayana which is recently launched by the Virgin Comics. Here goes the exact word of the CEO of Virgin Comics.

"Ramayana has inspired the lives of millions of people through the ages. The re-imagining of this great ancient epic through the creativity of a game platform re-affirms the fact that Ramayana is one of the greatest stories ever told," said Sharad Devarajan, co-founder and CEO of Virgin Comics.

I wonder what Swami Valmiki thought while writing down this legend. I pray to God to give his soul peace, I am quite sure he would have not been happy to see Rama and Dashratha talking in fundax English, to make things worse, Laxman teasing Shatrughan by saying ‘Tabby-Ticky ,Tabby-Ticky’. Alas!! If not Valmiki I am quite sure Shiv Sena would not let the Virgin Comics down. On the contrary, reviews are good and it is now a Best Seller in the Indian and the US comics market. After some research I found that this is not the first time Virgin comics trying its luck on Indian mythology. They have already published comics with the exotic Indian names such as Mandakini (The Serpent Girl), Devi (The Female Warrior), Sadhu (The Saint Man). But unfortunately they didn’t receive much attention like the Ramayana 3392, may be because they used just the Indian name while keeping the story line purely westernized fiction.

Preview of the Introductory Page of the comic.
(They deliberately used the brownish color to give it a look of an ancient manuscript. Moreover it seems to be more like a the LOTR themed story with maps and full explanation of the whole legend by a third person, probably Valmiki)

The Graphics of the comic is worth appreciable. When I first saw the preview of the pdf comics I was stunned to see the level of imagination. Pictures have the background of the ancient India but at the same time they also resemble to the would be 3392 AD technology. The ornamentation is excellent and grand. It would be great to watch an epic movie based on this comic similar to Frank Miller's 300. Sony soon releasing a PS3 based on this theme, which I guess would give a strong backing to the market of the comic.

Coming to the background and building of the characters, they resemble more or less to the Valmiki's Ramayana. Characters have similar nature and physique, even the society seems to be similar to the Valmiki's Ramayana. I am using Valmiki's Ramayana because I don't want to mix up the New-Ramayana with the old one. I guess it would be unfair from my side to say that the artist of this comic didn't do anything, so New-Ramayana is the Virgin Comic's Ramayana. They have done a great job to build the characters with time, so that they easily mingle with the 3392 technology. Let us take the characters one by one.

Rama : The central character of the whole legend.

(The Character of Rama is kept very much similar to the old epic. The only thing which has changed, would be the sophistication of the weapons. After all it is a New-Rama-With-New-Weapons)

Ravana: The Main Villain of th whole story.
(He is shown as the evil man in the legend but now few fundamentalists have come up with an idea that Ravana was not a bad person, he was doing his Karma, for which he came on Earth. How Virgin Comic going to portray Ravana is still a debatable issue because they haven't published much of the episodes. Let us wait and see what is there in the box !!)

Hanuman: A devotee of Rama also considered as a God in Hindu Mythology.
(They have beautifully shown the strong built of Hanuman but what is concerning me is the physical appearance, more like a beast than a monkey. Nevertheless, they have also reformed the Gada to an Enlarged-Stone-Age-Weapon.)

Asura: The Warriors of ravana, the rulers of hell and the symbol of evil.
(Asura looking like the Ogres we have seen in the LOTR, which looks similar to one of those Warcraft-characters)

ps: Images have been taken from the Virgin Comics site.

Spectacular ~ Spectacular

2008-03-05T23:02:00.003-06:00

Courtesy: Moulin Rouge Movie

The show Must go On, One Day I will Fly away, Spectacular Spectacular ~ These are few quotes from a musical extravaganza, Moulin Rouge. Not a movie but a true visual treat and a piece of an exuberant vision, vision of the director Baz Luhrman. Yes, he is the man behind this spectacular bohemian love story. High quality of animation and intelligent mixing up of new age music with the old classic Moulin Rouge soundtracks makes the whole experience an audio-visual treat. Nevertheless, watching it on the big screen with BOSE speakers was an experience which can’t be written down in words.

Nicole Kidman as usual looked stunning in the role of Satine but I was amazed that she was not only looking gorgeous on screen but had a mesmerizing voice when it came to singing. First time I watched the movie trailer on television when I was in standard 11 and I said to myself only two words ‘Spectacular-Spectacular’. Indeed it is an opus movie made on Grandeur scale to tantalize the senses. Despite of the fact that the story was too cliché still it succeeds in grasping the attention of its audience from the beginning to the End. The story of the movie was inspired form a famous Sanskrit drama wrote in 5^th centuary BC known as ‘Clay’ play. The same play has also been adopted by various movies such as Utsav, story of a beautiful courtesan Vasantsena and her affair with a penniless Poet. To make things worse the evil Maharaja of Vasantsena fell in love with her and of course the ending was an expected juxtaposition of melodramatic events leading to death of the beautiful Vasantsena. The story of Moulin Rouge was no different from this play, indeed the movie ended with the death scene of Satine, perhaps leaving marks on each and every character including the penniless Sitar Player Christian.

Butterflies ~ Too Common Yet so Unique

2008-02-13T14:31:00.007-06:00

Courtesy: Butterfly

Biological systems use nanometer-scale shapes to produce brilliant optical properties. Morpho Sulowiskyi butterfly uses multiple layers of cuticle and air to produce unique structure which produces high contrast color change with minimal wing movement. It has been observed that Morpho butterfly fine nano-engineered structure on the wing shows highly selective vapor response by changing the angle of the wing's intricate structure to the incident light. Nevertheless apart from the butterflies, eyes of a common household fly are now being used to study the anti-reflection properties exhibited by them. House hold flies eye is an excellent structure for filtering out UV rays. Moreover these common yet unique biological structures can be used in solar cell research in case we want to filter out specific range of wavelength but the fabrication issue remains questionable because nature is quite capable of producing intricate structures which are still beyond human knowledge. Nevertheless such structures might provide the inspiration for future technological applications.

Potyrailo et. al., “Morpho butterfly wing scales demonstrate highly selective vapor pressure response”, Nature photonics, 2007.

Huang et. al., “Bio-inspired fabrication of antireflection nanostructures by replicating fly eyes”, Nanotechnology, 2008.

Huang et. al., “Controlled replication of butterfly wings for achieving tunable photonic properties”, Nanoletters, 2006.

Taare hain kya zameen par ?

2008-02-11T00:25:00.000-06:00

Courtesy: MovieTonic

I haven't given this movie 10/10 in imdb because of the excellent direction or acting but the very fact of dealing with a new idea blew me off. Whole movie revolves around a 12 year kid and his imaginations. Acting could have been more perfect but still it was appreciable. TZP reminds me of the 80's art movies such as Sparsh and other such movies based on the neglected part of our society. May be it is quite possible that we have a soft corner for them and it helps to build up the emotional factor. I liked the beginning of the movie where alphabets tend to form different types of shapes, dancing and doing all crazy stuff. Background music and songs were not great but indeed it was worth appreciable. At least I don't see TZP as a strong contender for Oscars this year. I have huge hopes for Gowarikars Jodha Akbar simply because of its historical background and the execution of the same. Coming to TZP I wish every Parent should go and watch this movie with their kids. It is indeed a thought provoking movie with a preaching in its core. Indian subcontinent including China is facing a fierce sense of competition due to population explosion. The direct effect of the competition can be seen on small kids. This movie, if not all, but I am sure will kindle some kind fire inside the hearts of the parents. It is an eye opener.....

I hope you will like it.

Human Tooth ~ Too Common yet so Unique

2008-02-10T00:13:00.000-06:00

Real Life Samples Taken from KJM hospital, Mumbai

Do you know that Human tooth is considered as the strongest component in a human body?

Perhaps this information you read in standard 6 while attending the general knowledge classes. Fortunately I got the opportunity to test the same during my under graduation studies. The following blog is little bit different from general entertainment flicks. In this post I have tried to explain human tooth and its properties by looking at them with the perspective of a Materials Science engineer.

Human tooth is indeed the strongest component in a human body but what fascinated me the most was its unique biomechanical properties exhibited at the dentin enamel junction commonly known as DEJ. Have you ever experienced chipping of the tooth. Yes, chipping of the tooth, not breaking of the human tooth because it is an arduous task to break a human tooth into two halves. In most of the cases tooth gets chipped from the top because cracks cannot propagate further inside the tooth due to the DEJ. I realized the fact and the reason when I was just browsing through a highly acclaimed scientific journal, Nature Publication. I came across a paper by V. Imbeni, J. J. Kruzic, G. W. Marshall, S. J. Marshall, and R. O. Ritchie (The names are according to the order appeared on the journal paper). They published the result of the experiments done on the adult human tooth to explain the unique biomechanical properties of human tooth. They found the toughness and hardness variation of the human tooth on moving away from the DEJ. If you move outwards from DEJ then obviously you are in Enamel section so you will have harder material, whereas if you are moving from DEJ towards tooth root then you are in Dentine which has lower hardness as compared to hard enamel.

fig 1: Hardness Variation from DEJ, positive axis represent
dentin whereas negative side represent enamel.

Figure 1 showing the variation of hardness with variation in distance from DEJ. As you can see hardness drastically drops on reaching the dentin region but toughness properties are superior which makes it soft as well as tough material. Human tooth is indeed a beautiful specimen at microscopic range. It has lots of beautiful pores as shown in figure 2 filled with a material which is present in our bones, you guessed it right, that material is none other than a compound of calcium and phosphorus which is commonly known as Hexa Apetite.

fig 2: SEM images of various sections of human tooth
(a) Dentin, (b) Enamel, (c) DEJ.

I really feel lucky sometimes when I think about my past. Got through JEE and studied in one of the internationally acclaimed university known as Indian Institute of Technology, Bombay commonly known as IIT and widely appreciated by IIT brand name. It gave me such a great opportunity to work with some of the high end instruments; Atomic Force Microscope is one of them. AFM images of human tooth reveal the surface morphology of the enamel and the dentin. The uneven surface due to acid etching clearly comes out when we get the result from AFM. Etching of an inorganic material is done with the help of an acid so we used Hydro-Phospheric acid to etch the mineral part of the human tooth. Figure 3 show the result of the AFM where the uneven pits formed due to acid etching which can be observed in the form of hills and valleys. It is indeed easy to represent data on paper and making comment on them but when it comes to do the experiment then you realize the real hardship behind it. It took me several weeks to get the two pictures which you can see at the bottom. It was not only hard to do the setup but it was difficult to get an appointment from the lab instructor. Yes, it took me around three months to test my samples and by that time you feel exhausted because half of your work is stuck in between due to awaited results.

fig 3: AFM images of various sections of human tooth (a) Dentin, (b) Enamel.

Indeed if I do not show the beautiful and magnificent images of cracks formed because of the Vickers Hardness Test then it would be unfair from my side. Moreover toughness test revealed why we get chipped tooth and not a broken tooth when we fall on our mouth. Figure 4 are the optical images of the enamel near DEJ on human tooth. The colorful picture is due to optical diffraction happening inside the optical microscope. If you observe the images closely then you would notice that cracks do not impinge the DEJ rather they move sidewards as if avoiding the movement inside dentin. The reason as I said earlier is the supreme and yet unique biomechanical quality of DEJ which prohibits the crack propagation inside the dentin.

fig 4: Optical Microscope Images of various indentation on human tooth
showing the direction of prorogation of crack near DEJ regions.

Diverting-The-Traffic Strategy

2008-02-06T12:54:00.000-06:00

Courtesy: Absolutely

Most nubies in blogging try to divert the traffic towards their blog, they use all different types of tactics such as writing about exotic topics, pasting exotic pictures or even discussing something which you know half a million people would search at the midnight. Yes, indeed it is a good way to divert the traffic but if you continue doing this then your blog will eventually turn out to be just another deceiving pornoblog having nothing except curse from frustrated deceived humans. Unfortunately I don’t have any proof about the percentage increase in HITs but of course I am eager to find out. In two words we can say ' SEX SELLS '. What about Paris Hilton controversy or Pamela Anderson real life video. I am sure they sell more than any other CDs in the internet. Nevertheless, Youtube and Xtube are the prime locations where they serve sex to the virtual world with just ' I-know-you-are-above-18-and-I-Trust-you ' type thinking. I don’t know why they ask for the age verification when they know that it is simply not going to work, may be they trust the dishonest human beings.

Not only internet industry is infected by the SELL SEX addiction but our entertainment industry is highly engrossed in the same business. Just take the example of most of the spoof movies. They cut copy paste the situations from few highly acclaimed Hollywood movies and camouflage their cheap SEX scenes over them. But it tingles’s you; you love to watch it, not the movie but the degree of deformity. Recently I saw two of the spoof movies of their kind, THE EPIC MOVIE and MEET THE SPARTANS. I found the fun factor exceptionally higher than most of the comedy movies. These movies are low budget but at the same time with full hilarious content. The way they deal with controversial Britney Spears, Angelina Jolie and of course Pamela Anderson is worth watching.

I wonder sometime which word is most frequently searched on Google. If you have any clues then you are most welcome to put your thoughts in the form of comment.

Harmony in Air

2008-01-31T03:45:00.000-06:00

Courtesy: Istockphoto

You mock him, ridicule him or criticize him but his popularity is unprecedented and appreciated by the wide range of audience, from rikshaw-wala to the midnight disc jockeys. Yes, I am talking about none other than Himesh Reshammiya, a great musician and a victim of nasal singing after Kumar Sanu. I must confess that I am a great fan of Himesh bhai simply because of the foot tapping music he makes year after year while changing the style according to the need of the society. Himesh Bhais music runs on simple harmony, without indulging into complicated turns or windings like A R Rehman's intricate music. The mere simplicity and usage of basic notes strategically makes him an adorned music director. Anu Malik did contributed some similar type of songs in mid 90's but Himesh Bhai is the real Techno wizard.

I came across My name is Anthony Gonsalvis while I was listening to the new dance numbers from the latest Bollywood movies. 'Tum Mile' is not only a fabulous song but it has all the essential ingredients which are required to make a good melodious romantic flick. Pritam is the music director of this movie but this special song has been especially embellished by Himesh Bhai. KKs soft at the same time strong voice goes smoothly with the song. I was only disappointed that Sunidhi Chauhan appears at much later part of the song with her bold tone. May be they would have made a female version of the song since it is a romantic song, and of course I would have loved to listen the song if Sunidhi had sung the same.

I have been listening 'Tum Mile' since two days and still not feeling saturated enough. The melodious harmony as if going deeper and deeper into my soul. Drums and guitar are the essential component part of this song. Nevertheless, the base chords acts as a strong backbone, keeping the listener captivated in the melody during transitions in the song. I also liked the voice overlapping technique they have used to overlap the voice of Sunidhi Chauhan with her voice itself. It results to a mesmerizing low pitched sound with intense feeling.

Tum Mile is an excellent example of a simple, but at the same time intense song which is strong enough to mark its presence in diaspora of Indian population.

Himesh Bhai I am eagerly waiting for your next dance number !!

Watan Ke Rakhwale - Do watch

2007-05-17T23:35:00.000-05:00

Vintage Mithun-da (click me please)

LOST in time

2007-05-13T10:11:00.000-05:00

Coutesy: abcmobile

It seems boredom has engulfed me completely. All academic commitments are over and I don’t have anything to do apart from the post BTP. Children usually go back to their home during summer holidays but poor me waiting for my parents to return back from US. Nonetheless my elder sister and brother in law are there to take care of me but still I am missing home sweet home. While browsing through the servers I found few series and movies. Among the entire latest stuff I found LOST quite appealing.

LOST is a television series which came forward to rescue me from boredom. The genres of the series are Thriller/Suspense/Action and Drama, as the genres suggest it is a true treat for thrill lovers. A fabulous series provided you are watching it on a computer. Well computer because at times things do become quite monotonous and you need to forward the boring stuffs out. Till now they have aired three seasons each with 23-24 episodes and it took almost two days to complete three of the seasons but I must say it was worth it. Each season unfolds various labyrinths of mysteries with dozen of doubts and to get the answers of those question you need to watch the next episode.

So I am waiting desperately for the next Episode

Adieu BTech Project

2007-05-13T03:44:00.000-05:00

Dear BTech Project,

On remembering the good old days the very first thought which comes in my mind is the precious time we spent together. I am grateful that you taught me many things including proper method to carry out a project. There were few moments when we could not find any result but sometime we did enjoy the triumph of success. You were always with me supporting through the year.

I still remember when I was eager to do a project on biomaterials then you helped me to take one. I worked on Human Tooth and compared the physical properties of an adult and a deciduous tooth. Chipkar sir, Neelam and Dr. Kamath helped me to raise you with proper nourishment. Usually birthdays are celebrated annually but I celebrated your birthday twice a year. In your first birthday ‘I^st stage of my BTech project’, I defended my work and tried my best to convince everyone that I am capable of taking care of you. Some people appreciated my work while some criticized. I was questioned till your father was convinced. Then time came when we celebrated your second birthday ‘II^nd stage of my BTech project’. Similar to your first birthday but now everyone appreciated my work and suggested me to get your name registered in the journals which would be my gift to you.

You were dear to me, close to my heart but few of your brothers and sisters were not as close to their guardian. Unfortunately some of them didn’t get the love they deserved and ended up with lack of care. I felt bad because my peers didn’t take care of them, I felt sorry because I couldn’t do anything. Nevertheless it is true you are not meant for everyone. My peers had their own dreams and aims which made them indifferent. According to them you were a responsibility but for me you were special and important.

Your father, my guide Professor Satish Vitta handed over you to me in August 2006. You were his dream and my aim and now I am leaving you in the able hands of Arunabh Sinha, your new guardian. I am sure he will take care and will look after you more than my expectations.

I am going to an entirely new place. New aims and new dreams are building up. I will be a part of many projects but you will always be dear to me, my cherished possession.

Take care,

Nayan Chakravarty
03011036
4^th year Undergraduate
Metallurgical Engineering and Materials Science
IIT Bombay

Alternative Sources of Energy

2007-05-08T01:24:00.001-05:00

Courtesy: Borregosolar

Please do not give me those nasty looks!!!

I am well aware that this post is remotely related to the traditional blogging stuff and more related to academics, a nightmare to many of us. The main motive of posting such issue is mainly to draw the attention of as many people as possible towards other alternative sources of energy. With time we are gradually loosing our valuable resources. It is a fact and no need to mention why we are loosing the resources which may lead to adverse fuel crisis in the near future, probably after 50 years only.

The byproducts of petroleum giving rise to Global warming and adverse weather conditions. Large efforts have been made by various organizations to reduce the same. 'An Inconvenient Truth’, academy award winning documentary has shown the global warming issue in a unique way. The documentary has been presented by the X vice president of United States of America, Al Gore. To talk about the other alternative sources of energy-the next generation need, the first thing comes in our mind is the solar energy. Despite of huge amount of research still solar cells has to cover long path before it reaches each and every household. To be very specific good amount of research is going on solar cells in MRC (Microelectronics Research Center) and Ames lab in Iowa State University. Professor Rana Biswas and Professor Dalal to name few are looking into our future needs and working extensively to cut short the price of the solar cells. To achieve this goal they have adopted a simple way making chips smaller with same efficiency which would obviously result to cost reduction.

Not only cost reduction, solar cells need a thorough research backup before we come with a product in the market. If you follow this link on current advancements on solar cells reported by The Hindu we find things are still at their initial stages. Though this report was quoted in 2003 and definitely by 2007 it has achieved great heights. The other major leap in semiconductor industry took place when multicrystalline Si chips found its place in electronic goods. It reduced the price of the electronic gadgets considerably. Before multicrystalline Si, single crystal Si was in use which in itself too costly to prepare. These are few major contributions from the research world to the commercial community which brought machines nearer to the common man. I remember computers were considered as the luxury items 10 years back and now it has turned out to be a basic need. Thanks to technology and mass production :). Just imagine every home well equipped with solar panels and solar household items similar to the computer growth. It would be another giant leap in the mankind, making our planet better place to live.

When half of the world dwells in dark rest half basks in sunlight. Do I make any sense? These products are reliable on weather conditions. Nevertheless everything has its own advantages and drawbacks. Technology cut offs these drawbacks and make things acceptable....isn’t it? It is true that solar energy concept still has to cover great heights and has potential future but definitely it will be the prime source of energy for us. We can’t overlook the limited strength of our earth, heading towards space and then solar energy will be our cherished possession in space.

Do I sound like~The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy?

Punctuality

2007-05-07T05:03:00.000-05:00

Sitting in my department compy room thinking how to spent time. Dont have anything to do. So thought to study the various species of professor we find in IITs. arey yaar itna to banta hai likhne ka , yahan se bahar nikalne se pehle.

Believe me government jobs are not different. Take any govt job and you will find tonns of similarity among them. similarly I am waiting for a professor and singing the heart-Full song " jhalak dikhlaga, jhalak dikhlaga, ab to aja aja ajaaa aja aaaaaja". IITian professors are unique in their own way. Some are simply geeks whereas some follow the true sarkari decorum in their office. You wont believe me we do have a professor, IIT undergraduate and then MIT graduate, great fan of K-games (To know more about K-games you are suposed to be a hard core linux lover which I guess u aint, so forget.) Obviously its not unusual that an MIT grad is a hardcore lover of K-games but when he starts playing games continuosly from 10 morning to 8 night then things become bit unusual. He last published his paper in 1993 and there after he followed the geeta saar 'game khele jaa, paper ki chinta mat kar'. Nevertheless he is amongst the wannabe professors in our department. Perfect guide for maggus better to say DR 1, 2, 3. Its hard to imagine, isnt it ? I know, but the sarkari infection has infected each and everyone in our country including the poor MIT grads.

Plzzz bata do koi !!!!

2007-04-24T05:23:00.001-05:00

'umre daraaz maang ke lae the chaar din
do arzoo mein kat gae,do intizaar mein'

kiska hai yeh sher ???

Done All the formalities

2007-02-16T12:03:00.000-06:00

In this context Formalities implies my last semester hulla ho
Done with my apping shapping and job shob
Total lukkha-Fultush masti
No cribbing for not blogging because I was hell lot of busy in past few months
never had an opportunity to look at my chunu munnu blog
Whatever, All well which ends well
My regular blog reader got married and I was not invited i didnt crib
My friends went for treat without me I didnt crib
and I am publishing this drafted blog after such a long time gap I wont crib

Recos and transcripts

2006-11-08T02:23:00.000-06:00

A horrible experience of academic office and its sarkari kaam is well illustrated by me in my past blogs. Unfortunately, again I have to knock the doors of academic office for the transcripts. The very thought giving me shivering of the long Qs and thrashing heat, sweating from tip to toe.

Today I met my faculty adviser and seminar guide for the recommendation letter, a must thing if you want to go for a decent university. So here goes the conversation :

Characters :

Nayan: A normal guy who loves to chase his ideas and dreams. But 4 years of torturous environment made him bit nabduu. He is afraid of professors because according to him professors are avtaars of diabolic people on earth to torment poor souls of students.

Prof. 1: A globular and well rounded personality ( physically). His starry eyes is quite capable to scare the pesty devils of Ramsay brother group. A good soul by heart because he saves students in BTech and seminar presentations from being stripped off by the nagging examiners, above all he gives good grades due to which students get attracted towards him during BTP and seminar allotment season.

Prof. 2: An unexperienced but enthusiastic professor. Teaches english in the class and puts greek in her question paper, ' ab yeh wahi baat ho jaati hai, mooh main raam bagal main churri '.

Act 1, Scene 1

(Metallurgical and material science department, 3rd floor corridor. Few people standing here and there for some lab work. Chemicals Lab door is closed but the noxious smell of chemicals making the corridor irresistible for breathing. )

Me : " Good morning sir !! "

Prof1: " hi!! have seat " ( I didn't expect such type of exuberant warm entertainment :D )

Me: " Sir , I want to pursue masters in bioMEMS, Can I have your guidance regarding grad schools" ( Ratta maar ke aaya tha , ugal diya unke saamne)

Prof1: " sure Nayan, what doubts you have ? "

Me: " Sir, my dr is blah ...blah.....blah " ( We need to cash out our accolades and projects >:) )

Prof1: " good " ( A standard reply, I wonder if I would have told him that I looted your home, then also his reply would have been the same :)) )

Entry of a third person

Me: " What you suggest, where I should apply "

Prof1: " ohh !! thats a difficult question but nevertheless I will give you some names and you can ask them. They are working actively in the field of bioMEMS " ( A nice way to sugar coat ' look, I dont have much knowledge, better consult someone else. I might lead you to wrong path ' )

Me: " ok sir !! " ( I was thinking that I wasted my so called precious time because at the end of the day what matters is the result. )

Me: " sir, in case I require your recommendation, will you grant me the same" ( without wasting anytime I jumped to the main question )

Prof1: " sure " ( now this made me happy , chalo ab lag raha hai time waste nahin hua :) )

Act 1, Scene 2

( Metallurgical and material science department, 2nd floor corridor. Few rooms open and light coming from the windows falling on the crystal clear mosaic floor. Room number 203 is partly open where prof 2 doing her daily routine work diligently. Her specs are as usual kept on the side table along with few research papers.)

Me: " mam , may I come in?"

Prof2: " Haan sure , what happened"

Me: " Mam I screwed my GRE so I want to discuss about my graduate school"

Prof2: " ok!! " ( as if she was expecting that I will screw my exams >:P )

Prof2: " Why dont you apply to University of California - Berkley " ( Haan ab wahi baaki reh gaya hai !! milna to bahut door ki baat hai woh acads aur gre dekh ke kachde ki peti main na fek de)

Me: " Mam, are you sure they will accept my application "(lines of ambiguity appeared on my forehead)

Prof2: " If you want, I can talk to one of my colleague working as a professor there about your chances " ( professors are also good at times, just you need to keep a balance between your relationships :D, a good relation pays a lot in future)

Me: " sure mam why not !! thanx for the valuable advice "( neki aur pooch pooch)

Prof2: " ohh its ok Nayan, best of luck for the admission procedure"

Me: " thank you mam"

**The end**

End of another semester

2006-11-07T05:55:00.000-06:00

I am standing on the verge of completing my 7th semester.

Feeling great with a bit of indifference.

Almost acquainted myself and habituated to these half yearly businesses.

Now exams appears and evanescences as if they are part and parcel of life.

I remember my first year experience, all of us were horrified due to plethora of tests , quizzes and exams but by the end of under graduation things tend to become much simpler.

Learned lots of good things and novel ways to copy the assignments keeping in mind that it should pass safely from the hands of professor.

Spent days and nights in the terrace, enjoying the evening breeze and aiming high for the future, dumping the fact that it requires a certain level of hardship.

Birthday bumps and late night parties, hanging out with friends and enjoying some fine espresso coffee in ccd.

I'll miss all of these

I am feeling sad and dejected thoughts plaguing me, whether I'll get all of these pleasures in future.

Feeling insecure.

I am sure I'll miss college life and yet I don't have any other way but to wait one more semester and depart from the abode of chums.

Nevertheless I have an option always open, try to include few backlogs then your stay will postpone :D

I will miss you IIT :((

Life must go on

2006-11-01T02:18:00.000-06:00

I screwed GRE
I messed my CAT
and I dont have any idea about placements, for me trading and finance is not more than fooling people and getting maximum out of them and IT a tool to exploit human beings just like a ' kolhu ka bael '

virtually I jeopardized my carrer and now sulking on the remorses. It is true that life must go on and on. I dont know whether you have seen the movie Moulin Rouge. It has a soundtrack picturising life with the help of a melodious song just similar to life must go on. Yet life is full of suprises and its equally applicable ' jo hota hai ache ke liyeh hota hai ' hence forth tension mat le mammu jo hoga ache ke liyeh hoga.

I left blogging for few days rather month, reason could be academic commitments but somewhere I didnt feel to write anything. Life has been undergone an upside down and I felt myself inside a churning machine. Then today in the morning received a buzz from a freind and then I felt that people do care about my writing. Infact Darsh too raised questions about my identity and survival, this could be the possible reason why I am back.

Sometimes it happens when you meet someone it becomes a memorable moment to cherish. You talk, you share feelings and understand each other more profoundly. The question which is pondering me is the authenticity of such virtual friendship. What are the limits and expectations one should pose on such type of relationships. The paradox of chatting is the fact that you talk and chat, share your feelings with a person to whome you have not even seen yet ignorant that a highly skilled bot could be sitting on the other side. Though you speculate an image and flesh the thoughts in your mind to console your heart that you are a human being. It happened with me yesterday while I was doing my regular assignments, askew my eyes from the papers to the desktop monitor and saw someone online after a large gap of time. It was a joyous moment to see her online because we have been chatting for a long time. Dont think it in otherwise. I havent fallen in love or in such stupid business at this crucial moment of my career but just imposing some thoughts about the virtual friendship.

My identity !!

2006-10-07T06:52:00.000-05:00

nayan2910

nbduuu (lingo famous in IITs , full form -> NBD- nervous break down) , people say I usually undergo nervous breakdowns at the time of tension or pressure :P

I pester people on petty things, unless or until I give up or the victim.

03011036

bungalii :P

ps- will keep on adding about my identity

After effects of a war

2006-10-06T15:17:00.000-05:00

The plumage of your fragile dove ,
Withering around , in search of soul,
The one you said pruned with hone ,
Need to look at the brighter soul ,
To juxtapose ur country beside a holy whore...
...Sounds disgusting in this time of plight,
But after effects of war makes the abode of blight....

-Nayan

Weird weirder weirdest

2006-10-03T03:09:00.000-05:00

5 weird things about me

1. I loveeeee to coddle myself with cotton strands,I feel myself juxtaposed to a majestic tsar.I Enjoy that tantalizing senastion.Now it depends upon the availability of the cotton, sometimes tissue papers or fine stripes of newspapers works excellent . You may find my cotton bedsheets torn at the corners.It brings a yukeee look on the faces my friends but it acts as an opiate for me.

2. I prefer to walk through the potholes filled with rain water.I dont know the reason why I like it but I simply love it.Obviously there is a condition , provided the hole is clean.No enthu for gutter water :P .

3. I have a wooden stick kept beside my computer.I usually show keen interest in collecting weird but at the same time uncommon things.This stick was grabbed by me while I was on my way to Harsihchandragarh treckking.The good thing is that without any failure it attracts the attention of the visitors of my room and the bad thing is that undoubtedly they ask " yeh kis liyeh rakha hai " , and then it makes me go mad.

4. My past experience says that ' sweets tastes sweeter if you eat them when everyone in your home is fast asleep.' Trust me !!

5. I havent seen ' Munna bhai MBBS-1st part ' , ' Kabhi khushi kabhi gum ' and all time big hit 'hum aapke hai kon '

So now I have to play the role of Loki >:)
The following poor souls are suppose to
write about their weirdest side
and now its my turn to watch the show:)

The articulate writer - Arunabh
Father of the gidduism ( his research is still going on making gidduism immaculate) - Giddu
JS Sama - Prashant
gleefull Das
variegated personality - Sai
Dormant volcano - Bhokal

Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder

2006-10-01T07:14:00.000-05:00

" I guess I could be pretty pissed off about what happened to me, but it's hard to stay mad when there's so much beauty in the world. Sometimes I feel like I'm seeing it all at once, and it's too much; my heart fills up like a balloon that's about to burst... And then I remember to relax, and stop trying to hold on to it. And then it flows through me like rain, and I can't feel anything but gratitude for every single moment of my stupid little life.

You have no idea what I'm talking about, I'm sure. But don't worry... You will someday. "

The folds of the intricate beauty is still striving hard to get unwind by the beholder. What are the desires and the passions which thrives you hard to do some good and extraordinary in your life.Have you experienced the drops of rain falling from the sky straight in your lap, disintegrating without the revelation of its predestine fate.Its not inevitable hapless doom for that drop to fall in your lap but it does so because it has to.Sitting near the lake watching the dying sun bit by bit and anticipating that it may again come tomorrow with rays of hope.Watching the dance of the streaks of yellow orangish colours on the labyrinth of ripples, does it really makes sense to us or we have lost those aesthetic values in the mundane fast forward life.Lying back upon the terrace, watching stars in clear summer nights.Gentle breeze of west carrying the smell of terra,cooling the earth after thrashing spears of plight.Experience which you haven't , love what you dislike and live again the moments of jubilant juvenile.Is what we need today to make a refulgent life.

My Obsession

2006-09-29T17:24:00.000-05:00

Where the mind is without fear

2006-09-26T15:20:00.000-05:00

Where the mind is without fear

and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been
broken up into fragments
by narrow domestic walls; ...
Where the clear stream of reason
has not lost its way into the
dreary desert sand of dead habit; ...
Into that heaven of freedom,
my Father, let my country awake.

This prose has been taken from the nobel winning book ' Gitanjali '. It would be in vain if I dont throw some light on the relationship in between Rabindranath tagore and the patriotism. In the year 1997, 26th january Amartya Sen published an article regarding the same. He argued that an ambiguity about religious experience is central to many of Tagore's devotional poems, and makes them appeal to readers irrespective of their beliefs; but excessively detailed interpretation can ruinously strip away that ambiguity. For Tagore it was of the highest importance that people be able to live, and reason, in freedom. His attitudes toward politics and culture, nationalism and internationalism, tradition and modernity, can all be seen in the light of this belief.

This song was written and musically arranged by the great maestro Rabindranath tagore. I can only put a sincere effort to interpret those intricate lines in english. But it could be possible that I may not be able to churn out the real essence of those beautiful lines. I beg to bear with that.

The rhyming lines tells us about the 'maa' or Mother. Poet has put an endeavor to invoke the mother or motherland for help. He is begging and trying hard to abet his motherland remember her glorifying days of past when she used to be strong and potent.

Once you were the heart and soul of our homeland
O your affluent beatific beauty resembles like a caring mother

O mother ,by seeing your glory its difficult to draw my eyes from you
Your doors have been opened and leading towards the golden temples
O mother

Right hand is embellished with shining sword of fire
Left hand bears the horn of triumph
Two eyes full of loving enchants
Mouth bearing the fire of destruction

O mother, what power is it which I see in you today
O mother

Your enticing face and the golden locks of hair form the clouds, hiding many things beneath
Your pellucid cloth covering the sky, O you indignant swayer

O mother ,by seeing your glory its difficult to draw my eyes from you
Your doors have been opened and leading towards the golden temples
O mother

Despite of the reluctance you faced the savage demeanor with smiling visage

left all alone, aloof in a wreck bestow
boundless throe of amaranthine pain

where is your penurious drape
where is your impecunious smile
sky filled with those timeless streaks of smile

O mother, what power is it which I see in you today
O mother

In this sullen night flow in the tranquil current O holy bearer
Your virtues mellowing in the abyss of heart O enchantress

O mother ,by seeing your glory its difficult to draw my eyes from you
Your doors have been opened and leading towards the golden temples
O mother

Ravindranath Tagore and Durga Puja

2006-09-25T10:08:00.001-05:00

" Country burning in the fire of the aggrandized independence movement and on the other hand poets lyrical power to invoke common man by stirring his pious chauvinism "

aaji bangladesher hridoye hote kokhon aaponi
Tumi e opo rupo, rupe bahir hole jononi

ogo maa, tomaye dekhe dekhe aankhi naa pheraye
tomar duaar aaji khule gayeche sonar mondire
ogo maa

Daan haathe tor khodgo jole
baan haath kore shonkha horon
dui noyoner sneher haanshi
lolat mitra aagun boron

ogo maa, tomar ki muroti aaji dekhire
ogo maa

tumar muktukusher kunje meghe lukaye oshoni
tomar aanchol jhole aakash tole rudra boshoni

ogo maa, tomaye dekhe dekhe aankhi na phiraye
tomar duaar aaji khule gayeche shonar mondire
ogo maa

Jokhon onadore chai ni mukhe bhebhe chilen lokhini maa
Ache bhanga ghore ekla pore
dukher bujhe nai go sheema

kotha she tor doridro besh
kotha dhe tor molin hanshi
akashe aaj chodiye gailo, oi choroner biddir hanshi

ogo maa, tomar ki muroti aaji dekhire
ogo maa

aaji dukher raate shukher shrote bhasho dhoroni
tomar obhoye baje hridoye majhe hridoye horoni

ogo maa, tomaye dekhe dekhe aankhi naa pheraye
tomar duaar aaji khule gayeche sonar mondire
ogo maa

- Robindronath thakur

till now enjoy the lyrical beauty of similes
will soon write about my interpretation

Lage Raho Munna bhai and CCD ....What else you want !!!

2006-09-23T16:47:00.000-05:00

" Lage raho munna bhai screening at H13 skybridge today "

These were the exact lines which after three years brought back the lost zeal and enthusiasm in our hostel. I still remember those freshie days when we were used to hang on balconies just above our tv room and watched dozen of movies on the previous night of the examination, seniors called it RG night.....

Well you must be wondering ..what is RG ? to know the meaning of RG you need to stay for more than two years in IITs( note* more than two years, this implies matkas ' MTechs' are too ignorent of this antique culture) . Whatever, after such a long gap of time again we hanged our legs in air and enjoyed the next would be blockbuster of bollywood. Very few movies are released with an originality and novel elements of fun within itself. I am sure Munna bhai is one of them. I will not say its a typical hall type movie perhaps you would like to see it in a movie hall. This is the beauty of this simple but at the same time highly profound piece of art.

Gandhijii was not an ideal for me. Infact I had a waspish attitude if someone praised him. Somewhere I blamed him as the soul reason for the partition of our country. The mishap and the miseries one had undergone during partition can be felt in the watery eyes of my grandma. I cant forget those days when I was young and ingenuous use to urge her to tell the story of partition and while describing the gory and the bloodshed she eventually ended with sobbing sound. After watching the movie again I found myself in the middle of thoughts fighting against the prejudices ,Was Gandhi the real culprit or it was a shear badluck which was written in the fate of India ? Different people have different opinions but for sure Gandhi has given us something important which is indispensable in our lives " Ahimsa aur Satyagrah ".....

While taking dinner Arpit, GC, GJ and I decided to celebrate the weekend in CCD. For long time we were urging for a hang out. Movie ended at 12:30 night with the alarm to get ready for the ccd. We laughed and chirped as if we were rejuvenated by those heavy dosses of nicotine. Attached few pics of the precious moments needed to record in the history of time.

the elixir of life

GC and Arpit making room for a perfect kodack moment :P

Arpit in Happy go lucky mood

GC became a victim of bad photography :P

Me enjoying the eternal bliss of college life

All about SMPS

2006-09-23T00:41:00.000-05:00

Its hard to imagine life without computers. Few days back same happened with me. SMPS of my computer started showing some erratic behaviour howling and creating a hue and cry , change me- mend me- need a doctor.

I rushed to Lamington road, the very sweet abode of my beloved daughter ( computer). She was assembled there in Mahavir, the name of the hospital. She required a specialist or may be replacement. I showed her defective part to the doctor and he assured me to get it mended but there would be least possibility of replacement. She has beautiful 17 inches screen through which she conveys her anger , love and emotions. It would be unfair to overlook her intelligence, she is amongst few briliant students in our floor. She has reputed pentium 4 processor and 2 mb cache memory. Got a paranormal ability to detect the room temperature. Believe me if room temperature exceeds by 5degree she starts creating stentorian sounds implying to shut her off. Many times when I overload her with heavy softwares, she frowns and cries which could be easily deduced by her aggrandize fan speed.

For time being I replaced a 300 watt SMPS in her chasm making her feel little comfortable. Though she needs a 400 watt but due to unavailibility she has to carry on with this one. It gives you pain when you see your children in pain. Parting her vital part was similar to parting my own very important organ. Days passed and mid sem came which restricted me in my 8 by 10 room where one confines himself aloof from the external world . Studying whole night and next day spitting on the paper. Its all about engineering and technical study. Despite of the degree hardly anyone knows how to screw or unscrew mechanical parts. But hey !! we are not the mechanics , so why bother on technicalities.

Yesterday I went to Lamington to get an idea about her SMPS. Fortunately they said I can have the SMPS but unfortunately the one given by me was not working so they replaced it with another one. I felt bad and grieved without showing a strand of wallowing hapless expression on my face. Up and down of the whole day sucked the adrenaline from my body leaving a fatigued man behind. I slept like hell and woke up with first thing sitting infront of me, her SMPS lying before, flirting deliberately to get her replaced. So now I need to work like a mechanic and screw my daughter again with her all new SMPS.

Arts and Aesthetic

2006-09-18T02:47:00.000-05:00

I dont know why I took Arts and Aesthetic as an elective for HSS course.
In our college we are suppose to do some humanities course to complement the weeping philosophers with a connoisseur. Courses are categorised as ' peaceful ', ' faadu ' , ' interesting', and etc etc. I consulted few of my freinds and concluded that Arts and Aesthetic not only would be peaceful but at the same time professor gives abundant of good grades......what else an iitian wants , good grades ...grades are just like the carrot in the hands of professors which he uses to move their asses ( students) .
Ok so I was talking about the course....we sing we luagh we dance and whatever activities you can relate with art and aethetic we do but superficially. A common adage, not to laugh before the exams that might bring miseries to you. Same happened with us. We poor technocrats , dont even know the difference in between hammer and love was struck by the thuderbolts of our beloved arts n aethetic professor Malshay. He must have had some prejudices regarding us that we are the holy lineage of E E Cummings. God save us from his poetic cohorts.
I know you are quite enthusiastic to know about the poem and its beatific lyrical affluence. So without any more delay here comes the great great E E Cumming ( the man behind the baffling minds of Arts and Aesthetic students )

what if a much of a which of a wind

what if a much of a which of a wind
gives the truth to summer's lie;
bloodies with dizzying leaves the sun
and yanks immortal stars awry?
Blow king to beggar and queen to seem
(blow friend to fiend: blow space to time)
-when skies are hanged and oceans drowned,
the single secret will still be man

what if a keen of a lean wind flays
screaming hills with sleet and snow:
strangles valleys by ropes of things
and stifles forests in white ago?
Blow hope to terror; blow seeing to blind
(blow pity to envy and soul to mind)
-whose hearts are mountains, roots are trees,
it's they shall cry hello to the spring

what if a dawn of a doom of a dream
bites this universe in two,
peels forever out of his grave
and sprinkles nowhere with me and you?
Blow soon to never and never to twice
(blow life to isn't: blow death towas)
-all nothing's only our hugest home;
the most who die, the more we live.

Obscure and Movie

2006-09-03T07:08:00.000-05:00

Obscure words....believe me now barron is an obscure piece of tome for me.
I dont know why these foreign universities ask for GRE score.
Though you have to do research rest of your life but still u need to have the affluence of vocabulary. DOes it make any sense , for me its nonsense
Whatever !! its their mandatory task and poor people like us strive hard to fulfill.

I watched two movies yesterday, guess which one !!!
hmmm
Anthony kon hai and mixed doubles
Both of them are contrast in their story and execution ..
Konkana sen as usual looked enthralling in the whole movie.
Movie is directed by rajat kapoor, the name in itself sufficient to tell you about the standard of the movie.
If you dont know much about rajat kapoor then for your knowledge he is the director of " Mr. India ", " bandit queen " and oscar nominated film " elizabeth".
mixed double is about the encroachment of western thinking on indian nuptial couple.
It has many hilarious turns and some fine acting. The most special entity of the movie is its dialogue. No formulated dialogues nothing , just simple daily routine dialogues which we speak normally. It prevents the monotonicity which is required to glue the audience. Though despite of such fine acting and direction I dont think mixed doubles will do fine in the box office. For one simple reason, it lacks in jhatka and matkas of the hero heroine ( the prime requirement of indian typical masala movie ).

Anthony kon hai is a typical comp type movie. Take a dvd or load it from the internet, then sit back and watch in your leisure time. Nothing much to tell about Anthony kon hai kyunki maine 10 minute main yeh movie chatkayi...:P
Actually god saved my time. One of my freind, a typical fimbazz offered to show the whole movie in ten minutes....hehehehe what else you want when there is someone to save your precious time.
We saw the main points rather turning points and obviously the comedy portion. Ab yeh naa poochna kaise lagi. Bas aiwain hi thi kuch khas naa lagi.

Chalo after a LOngggggg gap I think I quenched some of my blog readers :)

Orkut says

2006-08-11T08:10:00.000-05:00

Today's fortune:
You are very expressive and positive in words, act and feeling

good for me , from GRE perspective :D

Orkut says

2006-08-10T07:42:00.000-05:00

Today's fortune:
You will spend old age in comfort and material wealth...

wondering why orkut people are so much concerned about my old age ... :-/

Orkut Says

2006-08-09T06:49:00.000-05:00

Today's fortune:
You are going to have a very comfortable old age

:P

Registration

2006-07-30T04:00:00.000-05:00

First of all I apologise for the delay of my blog. Unfortunately this will prevail till I am not over with my GRE. Hopefully I will write GRE on 7th of september so you can easily think of what type of hustling happening on my side. I thought it would be hard to find time for me to write the blog, but the incident which took place yesterday needs a place to mark on.

' REGISTRATION ' it may be a single word for you but for me it was like standing on the verge of a sword. I was suppose to do the registration on behalf of my friend because of his absence. Out of four choices as elective we were suppose to choose any one. I clicked on one option and continued, in the end it showed one window and might be some error message at the negligent corner of the screen which I naturally overlooked. I was happy that I helped someone, but destiny played another trick and I was fooled by those rubbish, scoundral, ruffian, sadist academic section. He was not registered :(( . As a matter of fact whoever chose between any of those 3 options apart from a specific one, was not registered. Yesterday when we were checking our course of the new sem, out of curiosity I thought to check my chums academic page. I was SHOCK with astonishment that he was not registered.

Academic section people are famous for their cruelty on children. pura sarkaari kaam hota hai .Whatever, I shrugged my shoulders and went straight to acad office regarding the discrepancy. As usual they refused to entertain or even listen to me. It was pathetic , I HATE acad office :(( . Above all they are charging 100/- fine per day on my friend due to the delay of his registration. He is coming on 2nd of august and I dont know how am I gonna tell him about this because I didnt tell him anything regarding this adverse situation. I dont know how he will react. I dont know what to do now because things have been messed up and brooding the feelings of remorse inside me :((:((.

Return of Chums and My Transmogrification

2006-07-23T23:23:00.000-05:00

One more day and again we will be in the midst of tug of war with the pedagogy system of our institute, striving hard to imbibe the erudition. If rope falls on our side then it would be our triumph otherwise disguise of rebukes bequeath by our dear professors. Our new session will commence on 25th of july. Institute is again returning back to its old pase as its educatee coming back to their sojourn.

B2 floor is now chirping with those old but acquainted amicable voices. Observing changes or better to say trying to dig out the changes happened in the last three months ' mota ho gaye', ' baal chote katva liye' ,' chashme ka frame naya hai kya' and lots more. Talking about the changes, I thought why not have something different and unusual, a surprise for everyone. I went through some sporadic changes and shaved french beard to give a newfangled look to my face. Occasional changes are always beneficial for an individual, it keeps you aloof from a retro look. First few days it failed to descry, virtually everyone overlooked my new look but slowly people started looking at my face as if I morphed myself in computer. Overall got positive feedback accompanied by few outlandish remarks.

To quote some they were like, " hey, you looking like that parsi tv actor ". Wonder whether I have a lineage running in iran responsible for my parsi looks.

Some started calling me " French Banagali " , hehehehe just imagine the combo of a french man and a bengali....ok stop!!! dont burden your minds. Still you have to read the rest of my blog.

But the strangest of all replies I recieved was today in the morning while having my breakfast. One of my friend, a typical " ghareluu " chap, returned from his ' home sweet home ' looked first few seconds and then replied " abe you looking like a french porn star "eeeeeeeeeeee....now that was the weirdest comment I had ever heard in my whole life. How come I look like a french pornstar ? Thank god my parents dont read my blogs otherwise they would have undergone a severe heart attack. Well I think he must have seen few french porn-movies in the recent past hence in every french beard he is discerning those exhausted men.

wuhhh!!that was something.

Apathetic Day Of my Life

2006-07-22T10:56:00.000-05:00

me : " Hi "

jolie: " Hiii !! , so wazzup "

me : " What about a coffee "

jolie: " Sureeee!! why not "

me: " jolie....a....a....i...I...think....."

jolie: " what !! go ahead I am listening "

[ BANG ]!!!!!!!!!!! [ BANG]!!!!!!!!!!!!! ( at the door)

" shehhhhhh!! whos that ruffian brat, desperate to knock down my door with my shattered dreams "....these were the exact words I uttered in the morning when one of our dearest friend returned from exile ...ohh no no ...he wasn't accused for anything, actually he went germany for summer internship and came today in the morning. I am not a choleric who finds wicked ways to screw up others life but the awful incident made me doleful. I was about to propose jolie....arey jolie ko nahin jaante apni angelina jolie....but when the bad time comes it comes from all the sides. My dream shattered into millions of pieces when I found myself in my bed instead of that little cozy and magnimonious coffee bar. I gave thousands of curse to my amigo and cribbed why I woke up so early !!

Well life has to go on and on...so I started my day with an apathetic mood. Brushed my teeth, went for breakfast, came to my room and as quotidian routine checked blogs and mails. In the afternoon one of my chums came for the lunch. He is the another rare specie came straight from mars, but the story changes here. Despite of me, he curses god all day why the almighty send me all over from Benaras to live next to him. I get ultimate pleasure in making him brainsick with my moronic ,lunatic,non sensical ,loony , loopy,dipey, dopey, sappy, wacky demeanour.

Story doesnt ends at this point. In our T.I.M.E batch we have our beloved english linguist, who is expected to teach us various deep, unexplored facts of language. Our English sir is no doubt a noble man with respectable sense of humour, but when it comes to tantalize the organs of an engineer then even its an arduous task for a veteran comedian. Four years of oppressive study somewhere turns everyone to a weeping philosopher. Ok, so our English teacher to make the class lively and witty tries his best to crack poor to poorest degree of ineptly jokes. Ohh...gawd...when he cracks those sillily Pjs and fonly smiles, it looks like he is jeering on himself. The sad part of the story is that today in the evening class unfortunately he cracked outnumber of those pieces of turd. I cribbed, I bawled, I sobbed, I vociferated, I wailed, why I got up so early in the morning ?

So today I'll give my subconcious mind a longgggg rest, may be possible I'll find myself again with those half spoken words sitting infront of the most gorgeous lady...... hehehehe >:)>:)

5 Days of Solitude

2006-07-21T04:35:00.000-05:00

I am not talking about Gabriel Garcia Marquezs' 100 years of solitude but the solitude we faced in the last 5 days . We were virtually cutoff from the external world, living solely hooked to our LAN facilities for time pass. Many rumours followed by few factual details filled the air of our institute with one question , why internet not working properly? When not able to answer those equivocal questions people started relating Blogspot hohalla with the internet connections of IIT-B.

quote:

" Bloggers in India are getting together to protest against the sudden blocking of popular Google-owned blog-hosting site Blogger by some Internet Service Providers (ISPs) like Spectranet, Mahanagar Telephone Nigam Limited (MTNL), Reliance Powersurfer, Airtel Broadband and Sify."

Blogspot has been under the strict vigilance of various authorities. Indian government's vicious tactics to debar blogspot not only made me go mad type of poignant mood but roused the holy lineage of bloggers.They protested against the government under the aegis of article 19 of the Indian constitution which states that "all citizens shall have the right ..to freedom of speech and expression".

Internet and its ample resources has blighted the new age generation.Internet has made us its partisan henchman to such an extent that for a regular net browser its almost impractical to live without net. To be more precise it has encroached and more or less responsible for the eccentric behaviour of the students. A decade ago the same age group of men were use to be equally joyous and blithe with their surrounding. Spending time with their amigos, sharing deepest feeling with chums. But now the IT development captivated the students in their 8 feet by 10 feet room, sitting infront of their dabbas searching desperately for virtual friendship. I dont have any intention to buttress the old age generation and accuse the new generation with calumny. Infact the new IT revolution has impinged everyone including me irrespective of age or sex.

Anyhow the failure of net supply proved a boon for me. It helped me to complete some of my academic commitments , if not net then possibly those commitments would have dragged me to solitude.

This blog is to testify that the net is working properly and above all BLOGSPOT still has to cover many more years before its debarment.

Hail Blogspot

Overly Diversified Career

2006-07-16T04:10:00.000-05:00

Overly diversified and ample of opportunities due to the brooding of new IT sector not only made the life of miserable students hell but it gave rise to infinte dreams. The selfishness of grabbing 'THE BEST' as a career. Reaching upto the expectations of your family and hectic lifestyle turned the 21st century man into a robot.

" yeh exam bhi de do....fir woh exam bhi de dena...", I know what u must be thinking of. A mind full of perplexity dont know where to go. But today this is the ground reality when uncertainity of so called great career is at its peak. Before entering IIT I had a vision and clear cut aim of what to do with my life, but 3 years of dubious experience changed the crux of the story which is now, " jo sabse acha opportunity mile , use le lo ".... Hence apart from preparing for GRE , I entered into the thick dour forest of unknown world of business.

Yes, I have recently enrolled myself in T.I.M.E, not because they have excellent faculty but due to the fact that they come all over from Andheri to powai to teach us making our lives little peaceful. One more reason which can't be overlooked is their fee structure. Compared with IMS, TIME offers test and study materials at much cheaper rates.

ok...so I was talking about the CAT mock test. It was my second mock test which I faced with temerity. But soon felt the plight of the specimen paper which I was looking indifferently. It might be rude to say that the paper was difficult since everyone scored well except me. Infact I ruined that portion of the paper which was suppose to be my strong capability with respect to the other two. But you know it becomes hard to convince yourself when you rue for the mistakes which you could have abstained. Ruminating your earlier faults will not help you in future growth.

So while returning back to my hostel , strolling under the trees felt the rays of the sun dancing on my fingertips, striving hard in between the thick canopy of leaves to drench me and illuminate me with the ultimate bliss. Felt the need of a RESTART button of my life to return back in my dreamt utopia.

Life is like a river flowing with living water
where you have to ratify the fact how to abridge your destination.

New Obsession

2006-07-14T22:34:00.000-05:00

What this world would look like without literary art or semantic explainations?

At times it becomes difficult to explain the perplexity of certain mesmerising moments which baffles inside your heart, flicking to quench. It happened to me few days back when I was browsing my 'Gulzaar' collection, there I found the songs of Maqbool. Paying little heed I added the songs to my current play list of wmp. Unknowingly the 'jhinni mini jhinni' song coaxed inside my soul somewhere in the abyss of my thoughts, that when the song ended it took me to a state of bemusement . It blandished me and believe me still its going on my windows media player. Just quoting the lines of Hazrat Amir Khusaru, a maestro bard who wrote those beautiful prose which has the ability to drench your soul from tip to toe in the aura of sufism.

It is almost impossible to translate the word rung into English. It is not colour, hue or anything like that. May be something like glow or brilliance or gorgeousness may come close to it. There are many different legends explaining the use of this word in the qawwali. Most of them point to the fact that Amir Khusrau sang these line ecstatically when he came back to his mother after meeting Nizamuddin Aulia for the first time, after a long search for an ideal sufi master – reason why the lines are addressed to the mother.

Aaj rung hai hey maan rung hai ri
Moray mehboob kay ghar rang hai ri
Sajan milaavra, sajan milaavra,
Sajan milaavra moray aangan ko
Aaj rung hai........
Mohay pir paayo Nijamudin aulia
Nijamudin aulia mohay pir payoo
Des bades mein dhoondh phiree hoon
Toraa rung man bhayo ri......,
Jag ujiyaaro, jagat ujiyaaro,
Main to aiso rang aur nahin dekhi ray
Main to jab dekhun moray sung hai,
Aaj rung hai hey maan rung hai ri.

What a glow everywhere I see, Oh mother, what a glow;
I’ve found the beloved, yes I found him,
In my courtyard;
I have found my pir Nizamuddin Aulia.
I roamed around the entire world,
looking for an ideal beloved;
And finally this face has enchanted my heart.
The whole world has been opened for me,
Never seen a glow like this before.
Whenever I see now, he is with me,
Oh beloved, please dye me in yourself;
Dye me in the colour of the spring, beloved;
What a glow, Oh, what a glow.

Desperate IITians

2006-07-14T00:19:00.000-05:00

" Dekh.. dekh.. udhar ek babe jaa rahi hai....abe kash apne college main do chaar aise hotein "

This is a typical IITian dialogue when they go outside to hang out with friends (obviously and unfortunately with friends having similar sexual orientation). The scarcity of so called 'females' in IITs not only made the students desperate over the years but lead few of them to major metamorphic changes [PUN intended]. After four years of imprisonment, aloof from the external world, any remote girl with biological specifications of a female considered as a ' babe'. By the end of first year we not only had knowledge of technical tactics but came to know about the diversification in english linguist regarding girls.

girls can be broadly classified into two major categories

1. Fe Males

2. Non Males

The first one is acceptable and praised by the students, but the second one are those who are responsible for the outnumber of henpecked husbands. 'Non males' can also be classified as those girls who possess the physical stature of a female but unfortunately thinks with men's perspective.

When we were sitting inside our convocation hall for registration in first year, then the director of IIT-B announced with glare on his face about the ratio of girls in IIT. It was a great news for them that girls number increased from 5% to 5.5% with respect to the last year. But for us it was nothing better, may be increase in one or two gal....naaaa !! not fair. Situations are so pathetic inside IITs that u can think of it like in this way, there are all total 66 students in our batch accompanied by only 6 opposite sexes. Ratio of 1:11 ....ohh gawdd !!! dont know how they manage to handle this aberration. Atleast we have 'some' number but dont know how Aerospace department is working on, poor guys they even dont have a single girl to boast on.

Desperateness has reached to its zenith that you can smell it in common language as a redolent lingo 'Despo' or 'Despogiri' derived on the similar grounds of typical mumbhaikar language 'bhaigiri'. Somehow we tend to become habituated to this conditions, infact this change could be seen in the girls as well. Initialy they were use to give quick glance on abusive longitudnal waves even if it was around 10 decibel points* but after 3-4 years no matter what you speak infront of them they become kind of impervious to everything.

Now thats the INSIDE story......but still every year we pray to the almighty government to have quota for the girls .

" shayad humara bhi kuch bhala ho jaaye..... "

* - Decibel is a unit of measurement of the loudness or strength of a signal. A whisper is about 20 dB

Second Day In Our College

2006-07-13T06:25:00.000-05:00

While I was cleaning my wardrobe, few bits of paper fell off on my toe. On looking at them carefully I found my past experiences of my freshie time on them. So I thought, why not share my few enthralling moments with you.

" WoW !! " I think there is no other word except this exclamatory sound to emphasize my excitement and jubilant mood.Finaly I cherished my dream and sustained it till the dooms day.After coming to the college, time is just like leaping every odd numbers.First day passed as if day comprises of only 1 hour instead of 24 hours. Today is my second day in Powai. I didn't get much time rather I was so tired that I couldn't complete my scrap.But now after one day's rest everything seems to be refulgent as if some one refurbished them for me.

It's sunny afternoon after two days of heavy downpour. Since I am from varanasi so it was difficult for me to acclimate myself with the new atmosphere. It has been only two days but I can feel the metamorphic changes inside my self being. I have been alloted hostel 13. Though thirteen is considered as unlucky number but you wont believe its not better than a 5 star hotel. Outside my room I have a large terrace where you can enjoy the panoramic view of the Powai lake and heeranandani gardens. Seniors are friendly and try their best to cooperate with the students. We have tremendous extra curricular activities continuously going on in our campus during semesters.

" Orientation " , this word has a lot of weightage initself atleast for a freshie. Whole day goes to orientation in various sections of our institute and at nights about the events took place in our college. Early in the morning we were suppose to meet near the Lecture theatre. Our journey began with our respective departments and then in the end to the central library.

Metallurgical and material science as the name suggests, it has the labs with heavy machines with old rusty look. Overall It puts an impression of obsolete machine parts dumped as scraps.

Central library was awesome. It contains approximately 1.5 lakhs of books well maintained and fully revised. Whole library was well equiped with computers and advance searching machines. Due to the LAN facility no longer one has to scroll through those torn pages of catalogue to search books of his choice. Our orientation was over by 4 o'clock after which we came back to our hostel for rest.....

I think I should leave now because I have to get ready for my techfest orientation .......

It Was A Hectic Weekend For Me

2006-07-11T05:20:00.000-05:00

July is the month of admissions and fulfilment of dreams of thousands of children, similarly my brother was frenzied with happiness to get an admission in his dream college. My cousin who has just passed his class 12th got admission in Symbiosis pune. Mesho and mashi flew directly from lucknow to pune for the admission of Kunal in Symbiosis as soon as possible. Everything went on smoothly, Kunal got admission and fortunately found an appartment which he has to share with other two children . Mesho mashi then came to mumbai to my sis's home. In the same evening they rang me and informed me about their plan for next few days.

Mashi wanted to go to kunal's paying guest house once again to ensure that her son is alright in supervision of his big brother who is in his second year of MBA in pune itself. Since I am an introvert by nature and a man who loves to live in his own dreams would certainly try to escape from such social obligations. But unfortunately I reluctantly said yes because there were no other ways to escape from this pit. When I met mashi and showed my gratitude to her, suddenly she looked at my face and suggested to have a quick tour to shiridih. Now I must say at that moment it was like " ohh gawd main kyun aa gaya...koi acha bahana bhi nahin mil raha " ...but you know the common hindu belief, never say or think about god in wrong way. So I was somehow felt like under the bondage of religion at that time and didnt get the opportunity to plea for my rescue.

We happily left for pune and took volvo bus from nerul( its on harbour line ) . It was my first time on the express highway so I was enthralled by the serene beauty of the untouched ghats. Before entering Lonavala and khandala I smelt the redolent of the city with the traces of the buildings built on mountains cutting them brutely. Whole natural beauty was lost in the gloomy dense fog of commercialization. However after three long hours we finaly reached pune station and from there to my cousin's home. We left for shiridih next day in the early morning so that we could get enough time to return back to pune before dusk. While returning from Shiridih we watched lots of sai baba movies in which people rococo Sai baba's shrine and with full of sanctimonious devotees reciting paeans to make him happy.

We reached Pune by 8 o'clock, met my cousin gave him the prasad and left for mumbai. My mashi is in her 50's so she has tonns of prejudices regarding the new generation . She is a live example of acerbity for the new hip hop generation. Therefore naturally she was afraid of travelling during night due to so called fear of bhaiya type people who are suppose to plunder people whenever they travel at nights. But it took half an hour to convince her that the general gentry and overall scenario is different in mumbai as compared to UP. She reluctantly agreed but with one promise that if she is convinced that the people travelling are OK then only she'll travel. I also nodded with loyalty because it was a valid point.

Fortunately one volvo bus was waiting for the passengers. Mashi first went inside the bus to inquire the quality of passenger, but I could surely tell by looking at her face that she was enough reluctant to travel. I could make out with her expressions that she must have saw some half drunk men watching bar girls dancing inside the bus. She came down and was about to say NO but suddenly people with wives and children hurriedly went inside the bus. Now mashi was in dilemma whether to go or not and finally she chose to go because the number of people with family overcame the number of single men who were sitting initially inside the bus. Believe me when I got inside, there was nothing as such type whatever I saw on mashi's face. As the matter of fact there were few middle aged men disconsolated from their bosses, sitting at the back half dozing so that they dont get disturb by the incoming passengers. Now that was hilarious .Overall It was bit tiring journey since whole day we had been travelling more than half of the time in buses glued to our seats. But I enjoyed the western ghats untouched beauty, about which i'll write soon when I will feel like I have justified vaocabulary to express my thoughts.

Torrential rains in Mumbai

2006-07-05T10:02:00.000-05:00

For few days I left my blog untouched aloof in the midst of few intellectually brilliant thoughts. On reading other blogs , I thought why not include myself also in the race of sharing some bits of daily incidents.Why not share some of my past few days experience in this torrential rain.

It was similar to the last catastrophe of 26th july. ohhh ...still it shakes me with terror . At that time I was suffering with phalcipharium malaria. I know.... I know ...it sounds bit biological but what can I do , my doctor told me its amongst the fatal one. But however as with time wounds heel up similarly i recovered :) .
But thank god I am not ill this time . so I tried my full IIT capabilities and facilities ( net facility) to interpret ....ok ok atleast not interpret but understand the rains at my level best.

So it was my daily routine to check out religiously the progress of clouds and their erratic movements .I must say its the game of nature, neither scientists nor the intellectuals could explain natures next move. It was evident from the vanishing and again showing of the clouds at certain regions. However the crux of the story is that the cyclonic winds above the orissa region shifted and still shifting towards the western ghats hence resulting in heavy downpours in mumbai and suburban regions......

while I was sitting by my window and enjoying my roommade black tea , it was drizzling outside with heavy gust. Suddenly I heard a BANG .... it was not a bomb or a cannon, then what was it...I rushed to my friend’s room to get an idea what was going on. Then came to know that due to lightning a building collapsed in heeranandani ( heeranandani is a residential area near our IIT campus) . It was sad but what can we do, its in the hands of almighty god.

Andheri which is considered to be the heart of the city, struggles hard to survive in these rains. I went for my CAT common mock test . My examination center was in andheri in some abc college don’t remember the name. College was in itself evident of the struggle of the anarchists movements at the time of revolution of independence. Few more years and hopefully we wont see that building again because of its pathetic condition. Anyways I was talking about the effect of rain ...so when I came out with gloomy and screwed up face..... because of the data interpretation portion of the paper, suddenly noticed that students were gathered at the door steps ....it was a horrible scene may be too difficult to explain in words for a novice linguistic like me . Road was submerged into 3 feet muddy water which was flowing like a routine river trying to make its way out inbetween the thick canopy of concrete. I gathered courage and jumped into that gutter + rain + sewage + etc etc not going into details and composition of the water :((

Whole traffic and train lines were paralysed but hopefully BEST buses were trying their best to prove their names right ..:D so I took one mulund bus and by god’s grace got a window seat. It was shocking to see mumbai, the so called megacity in the world crying for help infront of the mother nature. Water level was so high that in few places water came almost inside the bus making hard for the bus to continue. On coming nearer to powai we were almost in some elevated area so water level was under control. Finally I reached IIT powai and took one autorikshaw for the hostel....

But I wont forget this dooms day when everything looked like under the hands of nature ..

I Am an Indian

2006-06-27T07:20:00.000-05:00

I am an Indian, dressed in a suit and tie;
The words roll off my lucid tongue in accents long gone by;
I rule, I charm, protest, explain, know every how and why.
What kind of an Indian am I ?

I am an Indian, with a roof above my head;
When I've had enough of the working day, I fall upon my bed;
My walls are hard, my carpets soft, my sofa cushions red.
What kind of an Indian? you said.

I am an Indian, with my belly round and full;
When my kid gets up in the morning she is driven to her school;
And if she's hot, the a/c's on, or she'll splash into the pool.
What kind of an Indian, fool?

I am an Indian with friends where friends should be;
Wide are the branches of my extensive family tree;
Big businessmen and bureaucrats all went to school with me.
I'm the best kind of Indian, you see.

- ' Riot '
Shashi Tharoor