RIP the irony of an elite institute

"Third year Electrical Engineering student, Rohit Kumar was declared brought dead at the Midnapore hospital this afternoon as he was being shifted from BC Roy Technology Hospital to Kolkata. Rohit succumbed to a head injury after he fell off a rickshaw on campus. As is well known in Kgp, Sunday being the “off” day for BC Roy Hospital and the fact that BCR is severely short of facilities to deal with injuries such as these, BCR authorities (or lack of them) refered Rohit to a hospital in Kolkata. As Rohit was being shifted to Kolkata in an ambulance, he passed away and was declared brought dead at nearby Mindapore hospital." says the story at this link.

Despite the huge backlog of assignments, presentations and reports, I take my time to write this cos this news has somehow affected me deeply. Over the 5 year period away from home now, I have seen first hand how these "premier" institutes of the nation have failed to live up to the expectations of young minds. Be it the gross shortage of quality faculty, the stupid bureaucracy of the power and commission hungry administration or the vote-bank-reservation politics; all are equal contributors to the pathos of society. Is it fair then to point fingers at those who seek greener pastures abroad? At places where hardwork and competence is valued and merit prevails?

I'm a geek

Call me a geek, but it's these kind of things that really turn me on ;) ... couldn't stop banging my desk (thanks to IIM-A parliament style classrooms) all the while I was watching this video ... Also, feels kinda proud to see a fellow Indian do such great things :-)



PS: Am and always will be a fan of TED talks ...

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Return to my first love...

I'll be spending most of my summer at Mumbai :) ... Nothing makes me happier... except maybe a PPO and a shiny new monster from Nokia :)

An hour ago I was thinking : With the kind of work I do these days - "Ho jayega" has turned from two plain words to a way of life ... more on this some other fine day... Now's the time to think about Mumbai :)

I wonder...

A student asks a teacher, "What is love?"The teacher said, "in order to answer your question, go to the wheat field and choose the biggest wheat and come back.

But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick."

The student went to the field, go thru first row, he saw one big wheat, but he wonders..may be there is a bigger one later.

Then he saw another bigger one.. but may be there is an even bigger one waiting for him.

Later, when he finished more than half of the wheat field, he start to realize that the wheat is not as big as the previous one he saw, he know he has missed the biggest one, and he regretted.

So, he ended up went back to the teacher with empty hand.

The teacher told him, "..this is love.. you keep looking for a better one, but when later you realize, you have already miss the person.."

*"What is marriage then?" the student asked.

The teacher said, "in order to answer your question, go to the corn field and choose the biggest corn and come back. But the rule is: you can go through them only once and cannot turn back to pick."

The student went to the corn field, this time he is careful not to repeat the previous mistake, when he reach the middle of the field, he has picked one medium corn that he feel satisfy, and come back to the teacher.

The teacher told him, "this time you bring back a corn.. you look for one that is just nice, and you have faith and believe this is the best one you get.. this is marriage."

Back to 614...

After a gap of 10 days, I'm back in my dusty brick walled dorm room. 10 intense days which saw me skipping and racing through classes, answering and ignoring umpteen rings on the phone, getting applauded and humiliated and in the end exhausted, confused and missing it all...

My room has cobwebs hanging from the weirdest corners, the casemats and books still smell afresh, there have been things I am unaware of - assignments (thanks G3 for bearing this freerider's load!), dorm-affairs, happenings outside campus and inside the lives of some of my closest friends and foes. The new year resolutions are almost down the drain now, and so deep down that fishing them out seems too mammoth a task to accomplish. And despite a lazed off weekend there is still an army of backlogs to haunt my sleep tonight. Should I even care?

It's time to follow some much dispensed advice - If you care, you just get disappointed all the time. If you don't care nothing matters so you are never upset ! ... Cos advice, like youth, is wasted on the young ... and I'm still young !

Signing off, b back soon