FRIDAY EVENING

Yesterday it was Friday and five days class had taken its toll on me.I could'nt even bunk because the fear of running short of attendence is looming high....have no other option but to attend the classes whole week.The rain,the Sun has ceased to matter to me.As a matter of fact in Chennai ,in September itself it has rained as much as it had rained last year .The retreating monsoon has atleast two months before it sets in.

'Dabang' is darling of the box office this week and so we could not head for the multiplexes ,they are houseful.In Chennai if you are not getting movie ticket,the wallet is not allowing you to go to the Spencers,City Centre or the Skywalk... you can still chill out in inexpensive way.

The green beaches are always there to welcome you ....to absorb you in its vastness, to swallow all your thoughts and let you be yourself .You never think about the sea breeze or the land breeze but give youself to the surrounding.The wind takes you to its own world,the world of nature.The reflection of the moon and stars on the sea,sometime the sight of a ship on the horizon leaves you mesmerised.The sea waves often a few metres high drench every inch of you and leaves no scope but to wonder about the sea and its power...mostly healing ...at times distructing....the feeling of the washing off the sand below ones feet or a snail brushing the skin can never be expreesed in words.

My this Friday was spent on Eliots beach which is at a walking distance from my room.I did'nt spend a penny but lived every moment of it.

Chennai is special,though we call it sucking sometime.....

PROJECTS

Projects....oflate every Tom,Dick and Harry is talking about it.They are making beeline for the library looking for books on microprocessor,fuzzy logic,matlab and others...books which by their very name give jitters to me.....Some are even thinking of registering in British Council ...Google is being utilized in healthier way, not just for getting detail about girls....but one problem persists....you type a topic and tons of search results come....so one needs to be more informed just like we are....while typing a girls's name...

I am no exception..a job less person can think more ,i beleive....so it came naturally to me.In the newspaper there was an article was about solar energy,i read once.... everyone is talking about the green energy.the fossil fuels have their days numbered....or as everyone is plannning for poor coal and petrol....However only six percent of the world population are using the renewable sources,IPCC has realised....Mr.Pacchuri has lost his sleep seeing ,analysing and forcasting....the melting of glaciers....

I got my topic,i will be doing on solar energy....what ,how i did'nt had any idea....and next day i was in the cabin of my HOD ....to let her know about my project...which after hearing she concluded that solar energy is a big field.....and i have to be specific...in thing i want to do.To my further dismay she added that LED based solar lightning is not a burning research topic now....for little things are left to be done there.Someone has rightly said that we are not able to do something new because most of the things are already done....and difficult things are left for us....for the next generation...and they claim they have made our life easier.I don't understand the enemity ....the bitterness....the elder,the wiser people have with innocents like us.....they have thought and done everything possibly we could have done....and have left us the legacy of brainstorming...

REASONS

My internals are over....hello!!don't ask how it was....no prize for guessing....for i guess i am surrounded by intelligent people.i must come up with reasons to pacify my parents....not that they'll be listening to them for the first time....it has been the same since i am receiving my results.....be it my school or college....however in engineering it is different ball game now...everytime i have to come up with more innovative reasons ....lashed with bollywood type senti dialouges ...yes,i never forget to tell them that i will fare well in next semester...more precisely 'semester mein dikha denge'.

When semester result is out reasons can be following:

1.Teacher did'nt give me marks in internal.

2.I am not interested in doing engineering,i told you at first place.

3.All subjcets were mugging up type which i cannot do.

4.Engineering is last night study.

5.If i study all time when i'll have time for extra-ciricular activities.

Well,these are only tip of the iceberg ....though.... my parents don't budge .they are smarter.they know nobody gets internal if someone flunks in all the subjects in sessionals....and i was not interested in studying atall....leave alone engineering.as for the extra ciricular activities....they don'nt find me doing any ....but doing facebook.now they are finding it more objectional....for a popular newspaper reported a survey which says....one who keeps updating their profile on Facebook are narcissist....!!!They donot find Engineering Mathematics mugging up type....which is certainly not....so i am good for nothing.....or as they beleive....sometime i also feel the same...

Last night study....thanks to my topper friends.....o toppers!my toppers!!i never showed you gratitude....had it not been you ,clearing the papers would be tuffer....who else would tell us the important topics.....and FAQs....after referring to the previous years question papers.....

a passing by thought

We are in third year now.Smiling and laughing as we did when we entered the gates of our institution,Sathyabama Institute of Science and Technology,Chennai with our parents oblivious of the fact,unaware of the real world.Tamil Nadu is a developed state and higher education is good and accessible here way better then our state, Bihar.It was the middle of August in the year 2008,our first class ,our first day of engineering life.I did`nt know anybody in this college and choose the last bench in the second row.teachers consider studious student occupy first bench and the world knows about the back benchers,the nerds and the disturbing element.Wait,i did`nt ponder so much while taking my seat,it was my instinct which carried me there.In next few minutes two more came to give me company.Both drastically different from each other,one from Kanyakumari was fat and with a pensive face and the Orissa guy had a ready made smile on face and was tall.It was not late when we had our nicknames,mine is gandhi for i wear specs and am bit of non-violent type,well i am presuming it.

i don`t have any clue how and why i got this name and most importantly who promoted it at the top of his voice.crushes,heart breaks and mimicry sessions are the order of the day now.

In another one and half year we are going to part away.Some of us will be picked up by the multinational companies and will be placed in hi-tec cities of Banglore and Gurgaon.Some will head for higher education and still a few will be hitting heads with CAT,GRE ,UPSC and what not.

For now the placement,the higher education is last on our mind.We are just immersing ourselves in the flowing river,taking each day as it comes and sometime pausing,introspecting.i read in a book placement is the last word which comes to our mind when we are about to leave the college and the first thing when we are joining the college`.It seems so true now.

With a strong belief in my heart that each of us will make a blissful life of their own,i will tell that these are the most memorabe days of my life.The bondings i made here,the fun i have with my friends can never be forgotten.

the alarm rings....ah,got to wake up.give me ten reasons to say that my college is good but one reason of me will outdo all in proving it is bad .... will be my college starts at eight .morons don`t even know that we sleep at 2`o clock....

it is 6:30,have to hurry or i will miss the bus.i may be lazy but i am not slow...not atall...a bit of running in the end and i am on the bus.the cool breeze is brushing my face..the fresh air from the sea and the coconut trees flanked by the road....on ecr...getting up early is not all that bad...sleep i can catch up in class too...

five minutes and the assholes will start pouring...nine in all...some know something but most of them no nothing but pretend to know everything....our favourite...teachers with whom one can easily play prank with...

leave the subject name and we don`t know anything about it....a few don`t know the subject name too...for they turn up in the class fewer times... they live on grasses...and love being sozzled....

come the middle of the day...and holding the pen is difficult...to open the notebook becomes hard...the professors...the lecturers come and go and we are oblivion to all of these....who cares....at the end of the day ,the notes,the xerox and mercy of toppers will only help...will make us clear our paper...

it is not all that bad...we laugh...we cheer ....when a teacher goes wrong...when he tries to behave strict...and even more when he says he says he is strict...

and india is 63 years old,free ,liberated rearing to go and make it big.dreaming to become superpower and developed nation by 2020.the stastics has it,be it Mackensey or deolite.google the most developed countries of the world and india will invariably make it in top ten.

wow!everything is so positive,we are coming US,watch us.

but hey,some rankings we are omitting.rather we are ignoring.at the top of the voice we are telling that we are the second largest developing nation of Asia but not telling that we rank 134th in human development index.we are largest producer of milk,but children across the country are malnourished.the per capita income is $950,and we rank 11th.ahem,but there is a iim-A guy trying to beat the records and earn over 2 crores pa and a student from not so elite institution happy to work with three lacs package.there is a wide gap indeed.

IT-a name india is reckoned with ,only that one unfavourable decision from US gives our front line IT companies goossebumps and the share prices tumble down.

we need something concrete,beating about the bush will not help.the bridge needs to be drawn.