Farzi Engineers "Manufactured" !

Ques no. 7 (a) :- Explain ‘Wein Bridge Oscillator’ . [8 marks.]

Ans:
I. Wein Bridge is an oscillator.
II. Wein Bridge is a bridge kind of oscillator.
III. This oscillator consists of a bridge.
IV. Wein is the name of scientist who has invented this oscillator.
V. There are many kinds of oscillators.
VI. E.g- Wein Bridge Oscillator.
VII. It is known as oscillator because it oscillates.
VIII. This is how Wein Bridge Oscillator works.

Hey, I’m not expecting all my readers to be a technocrat, even if you are not , please give a second glance to the eight points explained above by a so called bestowed talent in accordance to the question set by another bestowed talented professor. Isn’t it humorous. Your lips have stretched to smile for sure. Ha ha ha   
This is how an engineer is “manufactured” in one of the most reputed engineering institutes of the nation. And you would be stunned to know their price value what they possess, once they graduate with this shallow depth of knowledge. Yesterday when I was walking past my hostel notice board, I stopped there for a while seeing a number of red pages pasted on it (Placement office has its notices in red color pages).

Airtel, Samsung, Microsoft, Accenture, IBM, Wipro, Barcalays, Fiat, Google, Indian Army and many more were there each of which corresponded to one red coloured notice. Unfortunately they will be placing the students into their firm with a repute of an engineer and will be paying them a handsome pay package, when they visit the institute in the month of December.
When I say ‘unfortunately’, I presume myself to be an honest analyst. It is indeed the truth that they pay them the salary just because they are the proved talent of the nation as they have cracked one of the toughest engineering examination of the nation. What the HR people of these companies think is : “Even though they don’t know much about the subject , they will very easily grasp the concepts if asked to .”

I am not going to debate over this topic whether they are right or not. But I just want to say that the case is not true with me. I know how I pass my exams here. Yesterday, I had my ‘Cryogenics Engineering’ paper and you know I didn’t know the topics till 2315 hrs the day before. I thought to Google search the subject. The second thought came to ask to some GMAT (I can’t publicly expand it here, it is a word used for ‘ghissu muggers’) for the guess questions and then I would have searched them on Wikipedia. Unfortunately, even Wikipedia didn’t have content on Gifford Mcmahon Refrigeration cycle neither it could explain Stirling Cycle, nor the Pulse Tube Refrigerator nor Linde cycle nor Claude.

God knows from where have these demons come ? ? And also what is the utility of these topics for a Mining Engineer ? Fortunately at that instant I saw Ankur asking one of his classmates to mail her assignment to him. And you know the technology behind this, She took the snaps of all the pages of her assignment notebook by a digicam and transferred those pics to her lappy through a cable then attached that folder and then she mailed it to him. Gmail allows only 25 MB of maximum attachment so she used the inter hostel file transfer software “Spark” to send it to Ankur. Thanks to her and thanks to the Computer Science Department for procuring such a wonderful software. And above it all, thanks to Ankur for his apt timing of doing it.

I immediately rushed to get one digicam and one notebook of some GMAT. But for my fortune, I saw the technology had gone much forward. In the very first room I entered, I saw someone had multicast the whole cryogenics notes on LAN (Local Area Network). I immediately rushed to my room to see my lappy screen and I saved it to the desktop. Thank god ! I got the notes (though a soft copy of 159 MB, a total of 47 snaps). It was 0215 hrs the same day of the exam and the immediate second job was to mug them up.And I then started mugging up those 47 snaps by zooming out every snap on the screen. And you know this night out could not make any sense as in the question paper I answered all the questions in exactly the similar manner as pasted in the starting of this post. Every answer was the same , if one was in active voice the other one was in passive voice and the third one in some other voice.


CUT THIS CRAP........XXX

I at the outset here confess that :

“ Cryogenics was the subject not forced upon me, indeed I chose this subject as an elective one”.

Yes the curriculum of my institute says to choose one subject every semester from any department other than yours. And god knows what made me to choose this one. And I am screwed.
Frankly speaking , I am a back bencher , I hardly even sit on the second last bench of the class, but still I manage every subject. But ah.. the cryogenics was the subject which I could not understand even though I desperately wished it to. Not that I am that dumb. Perhaps the pre requisites of the subject were not properly arranged.

And unfortunately, this f**ked my GPA. And now it will take me another two-three semesters to compensate it.

Enjoy this funny flow chart, its awesome !!

Indian Railways beckon you !!!

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Umm !!!! So, now I think apologising every time for the long seclusion should be understood by the frequent visitors of my blog. I got fed up with the curses of my friends who every day typed my blog URL in their Mozilla address bar but could not find any new stuff over there. The immediate step they used to take was to ping me up in g-talk and abuse me with the best use of the vocabulary that they possessed.

But friends, actually I was preoccupied with some other commitments. I had to give a presentation at IIT Kharagpur. I had to brand my dept T shirt here in my institute. I had to plan my strategy for the end – semester exams as I completely screwed my mid semester exams. And now you know nothing less than 100% in end sem is going to work. So, GOOD LUCK Ashesh ! Try out your best.

Shift + Delete

Friends, this whole Kharagpur chapter has acquainted me with various true pictures of our Indian Railways. Although the hospitality the IIT guys showered on us was really must praise. They were there on the platform (the longest in the world) at 4 a.m with a taxi ready for us just to take us to their institute. No wildest guess could have predicted this. Hats off to their hospitality !!! But when I delete all what I experienced there in IIT I am remained with very deadly scenario of the Indian Railways.

It was 30^th evening around 10:30 PM , place- Rourkela railway station. I had a general class ticket from Rourkela to Kharagpur. The train Sambleshwari Express arrived and the Ticket collector got down. I walked to him and asked to upgrade my ticket to some other class but he refused saying there is no seat vacant in any class. Presuming him to be Bengali , I asked my Bengali friend to talk to him in Bengali for the same cause. You know some times regional propinquity solves the purpose. But this time it didn’t. He again refused. Now seeing no other option, I got up to the sleeper class with my three friends who had their seats reserved in that coach. And so the drama started, every time he walked past me he asked to get down to general class. But I realised his intention as he never insisted me firmly to get down. He just used to say and crawled to the next compartment without paying any heed to whether I really was shifting or not. One more thing, he ensured every time that the pitch of the voice he used must not cross a certain critical level, else I would have really shifted to general class and his sole purpose with me would have been done.

Clock turned to 12 mid night. It was now some place near Jamshedpur. The coach was silent as hardly someone was not sleeping and this Bengali ticket collector was standing near the wash basin probably chewing ‘khaini’. This time I myself went to him and asked to upgrade the ticket. And for the first time he agreed but had he upgraded it then and there only again his purpose with me would have been done. So, he asked me to sit at my friend’s berth and he was coming. Again for one more time he walked past me and did not say anything about my ticket. I got up from my seat and followed him and finally caught him two coaches ahead to mine (I mean where I was sitting). Again I showed him my ticket and asked to upgrade but the generous reply was again to sit at my berth and he was coming.

Actually there was a big purpose behind this generosity. And I had already sensed that in the beginning. He could have easily penalised me with the fine as he had already warned me not to board the sleeper class before hand at the Rourkela station itself. But he didn’t. It was now around 2:30 a.m. Jamshedpur was gone. The train had entered Bengal. And some RPF men came to us. They asked us not to gather at a place and instructed us to go to our respective berths. And yes they meant it because they stood there to see whether we were really moving or not. For me the case was different, I had no place to move to. I didn’t have a berth. In fact, I didn’t have a sleeper class ticket even. For god sake , they saw my other three friends moving to their berths so they assumed I too have one and they walked away. Now Kharagpur was hardly half an hour away and this Ticket collector once again appeared. He asked me to accommodate with my friends somewhere. Now, I had no intention to ask him for my ticket upgradation as I was almost to Kharagpur. But this Ticket collector was waiting for this moment only. What he asked me you know..let me quote it in Hindi :

खड़गपुर जाओगे ना, तो आराम से जाओ कोई बर्थ देखो खाली है तो सो जाओ । वरना अगर नीचे बैठोगे तो आर0 पी0 एफ़ वाले आकर के पंगा करेंगे , कोई दिक्कत से नहीं जाये यही हम लोगो का कर्त्तव्य है देखो स्टुडेंट लोग हो देश का फ्यूचर है तुम्हारे ऊपर एकदम मजे चैन से जाओ और हाँ जो खड़गपुर का बनता है दे दो.!!!

Yes he asked me for enticement. This was the sole motive for which he didn’t penalise me. That is why he didn’t upgrade my ticket near the wash basin. That is why he was getting so generous that he even arranged a berth for me. This was the purpose for which he did not use a high pitch voice. He was actually waiting for people in the compartment to sleep.

And seeing a beneficial deal, I gave him Rs.120 after a lot of silent bargaining. Had I upgraded my ticket with a proper receipt, It would have cost me Rs. 370. So, It was good for me and for the T.C too as in the prior case he couldn’t have got a single buck in his pocket.

And so this way I finally reached Kharagpur with a general class ticket + Rs. 120 in a sleeper class.

So, this is how India progresses !!!! I’m not sarcastic, when I say , I really mean it.

It was an example of the state from where our honourable Union Railway Minister hails from. I don’t say these T.Cs don’t ask for enticements in other regions, the situation is similar everywhere in our country. The unfortunate part is that, one finds no solution of it. No one will pay Rs.370 if his/her purpose is solved with Rs. 120. Who cares for legal or illegal if monetary benefit comes into play. No one !!! I’m sure.

The return journey was a little more hellish. There are in fact trains which restrict the passengers from travelling a distance lesser than 300 kms in them and unfortunately the Kharagpur – Rourkela distance is exactly 299 kms. This 1 km had troubled me a lot while returning.

It’s too late tonight. I’ll blog it some other day. I also have my Mechanics of Solids lab grand viva tomorrow so , I have to go through it at least once.

Else I’ll be screwed in sessionals also.

Buddies, this post is just to make you THINK ABOUT OUR NATION AND SUGGEST SOME DYNAMIC WAYS TO ERADICATE THIS TYPE OF CORRUPTION !!!!!

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cry - o - genics.........but the Thackeray duo !

Sorry friends for my long absence, sorry to my so called determined effort to make every week a new blog entry. But yes this long absence gave me numerous very haunted topics, which I can’t further resist myself to write upon.

For the first time in my academic career my one night stand before exam has failed. Yes , I am expecting exactly 2.5 marks in my “Cryogenic Engineering” paper that counts to only 8.33 % of the total. And what is going to fetch me those precious 2.5 marks are the questions those a 8th standard kid can answer if properly stressed. I was asked the boiling points of Hydrogen, Helium, Oxygen, Methane and Argon; each of them carrying 0.5 marks each. And fortunately with the mutual cooperation of the fellow examinees, I answered at least this precisely correct. But you know, I brought back the graph sheet which was attached with the question paper which I was expected to detach and then fix it with the answer sheet. Actually I found no reason in fixing a blank graph sheet.

In simple words...”I AM SCREWED” in a subject which unfortunately is taken by the Director of my institute who fortunately happens to be one of the best professors of Cryogenics in India. God knows the consequences , but right now I just wish not to become the dumbest student of this best professor. The quantisation of marks allows one to get even marks like 0, 0.5, 1, 1.5, 2 etc. So hoping for the best out of it.

The second stuff that got its place here on by blog hails from some good offices of Maharashtra. If you have been regular with the newspapers for the past few days, you must be aware of the recent statement of Shivsena –BJP alliance for the upcoming state elections.

“We Will Not Allow Outsiders In Mumbai.”

Earlier, Raj Thackeray used such controversial language and that too from the platform of MNS, Which got many revolts and rebukes from the people of BIHAR and UTTAR PRADESH. And now the same is being endorsed by Shivsena-BJP alliance. The Interesting part is that these two organisations are rivals in the field of this upcoming election in Maharashtra and even then if they are common at some point , it is this one. Disgusting ! Isn’t it ? ? Unfortunately BJP (read: Bhartiya Janata Party) which literally means ‘the party of Indian mass’ which was formulated to give a strong opposition to the then ruling Congress Party at centre ,is now endorsing this regionalism just to get some cheap political benefits. Unacceptable. Isn’t it ? ?

Let me ask you one seemingly irrelevant question here. “Have you watched the movie ‘Wake Up Sid’ ?” If not , just walk out and enjoy it and do one favour for me. Just count how many times ‘Mumbai’ has been referred as ‘Bombay’ in the movie. And you know because of this only Karan Johar was threatened by MNS (read: Maharashtra Navnirman Sena) activists on the indications of their messiah, Raj Thackeray. Even screening of this movie was hampered in Mu
mbai. Theatres, screening this movie were attacked by the mob. And finally Mr. Johar had to apologise for this and he also promised to insert a grovelling disclaimer before the movie. One thing for sure here is that Mr. Johar did this not because he wanted to be a brave voice of dissent, Actually he felt it a better option than to go for an inconvenient enmity with Raj Thackeray in Mumbai.

Mr. Raj Thackeray (for MNS) and Mr. Uddhav Thackeray (for Shivsena) just answer my few questions on behalf of your outsiders:
1. Why you didn’t send those non Marathi NSG commandos out of Mumbai when they were fighting with the terrorists last year in Hotel Taj ?
2. Why you didn’t send your activists to fight with the terrorists then ? Do you attack only poor Bihari taxi drivers ?
3. You come and act when people speak Hindi in your state . Why don’t you ban Bollywood , the Hindi – Film Industry , based in your Mumbai ?
4. Why you take stand only when there is peace and you arrange the condolence for the martyrs then ?
5. And Mr. Thackeray one last question there is something called ‘INDIAN’.
Are you one?

N.B:

1. The NSG chief is a Bengali. An Indian.
2. The Major who died in Taj was from Bangalore. An Indian.
3. The NSG commander who died in Nariman House was from U.P. An Indian.
4. And the population which suffered was of Mumbai. The _____________.
(MNS and SHIVSENA activitists ask your Messiah to come and fill this blank.)

Week 02-03 ( H1N1 )

You don’t have many options to choose among , when devil is at your very own door. What exactly one does , when he/she is confronted with an H1N1 confirmed positive guy ? ? ? Nothing legendary I’m sure. Precisely the same situation was here yesterday. I was in my ‘Mechanics of Solids’ class scuffling desperately with ‘shear stress’ and ‘buckling of columns’ and some good fellow messaged me at that hour, which goes like :

“oye , Positive H1N1 in Amit Sir, chal be ghar chalte hain, kya kehta hai ! wo ********* ko chutti dena hi padega , nahi to.....”

And believe me, news was known to even saplings of the campus in no time. Everybody was seen murmuring about the instance when they last saw Amit sir. Someone was worried coz he had shared the dinner table with him. Other one , coz he was his lab partner. Some other guy, coz he stays adjacent to his room. And similarly every other chap found some or other correlation with him. God knows , ‘why we are interested in getting such inept correlations , when actually we should have done some noble act of empathy.’ Huh !

Whether I should attend the scheduled 5:15 meeting of my club, I myself was not sure, ; just because Visveraya Hall comes in the way. I was sure nothing was going to happen, if I merely walked past the hall in which the patient lived , but even though , why to take chances? Better stay off the risks. The situation was more stern because that patient lived in the hostel with his mates for the last five days , the period for which his sample was sent to Kolkata for testing. An another issue of debate in itself , “Why the local doctors relieved him to stay in hostel ? Why they didn’t wait for the result of swab test to come?” Yet another evidence of their negligence.

When we expressed our concern on this issue (although our sole motto was to somehow arrange leave for ourselves), See what was the reply from the green end , “ We are a family ,and we will die as a family if it goes to that extent.” They also denied any chance of calling off the classes and arranged a screening test for SWINE FLU in our institute dispensary which itself has no cure if something goes beyond common cold and coughing..... as if they are willing to recompense.

And yes , One more thing to mention , yesterday our female companions also gathered courage to stay off the classes ; Probably , for the first time our mass bunk resulted in zero attendance. Thanks to the fairer sex , at least they co-operated in this sensitive issue and proved that they too are adept.

So what we concluded out of this complete scenario is that
1. Administration can’t take it’s own decisions, we have to force them to do so.
2. Only one H1N1 isn’t enough for them to declare leave in the institute. They are waiting for few more to come.
3. Delicate fellows can also co-operate in our mass bunks , so now we can arrange some more of them in a week.


And above it all – “ I have bought the disposable face mask”

In the loving memory of ..............

They say , ”Soul becomes divine when it departs the mortal possessions .”
Samanyoya ,
we can’t believe , this jolliest of our friends is not with us. Sam, You had been our best companion in both the joviality and the sorrows. It is very tough for us to visualise any get –together without you. It was you, who had always encouraged all of us for our mission ,be it in any way positive or negative. We can’t forget the bunks of classes arranged in your leadership and at the same time, the memories of your valuable suggestions to get in touch with the profs. are deeply entrenched. You were the kind of soul, that we can only say , we were blessed with. Your ‘never – say – die’ attitude and the ‘me – too ‘ portfolio are the remains that we can cherish now. Although you are not with us, but we swear ,we will not let any stone unturned to turn all your dreams those you ever possessed ,into reality.
Sam , For the first time today I ‘m falling short of words. I can just say that, You were just the superb person whom I ever met with . Within a very short span of just one year, it was you who could make this strong bonding which is impossible to weaken. Your back bench nuisances and the distribution of roll numbers for proxy are among those, that our department will miss forever. Sam , it was you because of whom we gathered courage to make the most out of frenetic situations. Samanyoya , It is impossible for us to fill this cavity. We can’t.

Now we all are left with only two things to wonder upon :-
1. Why the god takes great souls earlier?? Probably he too goes crazy then.
2. Why sometimes sobbing becomes the last option??

Long live great soul ! !

Week - 01

This harsh week made me realise that I'm not yet as matured as I'm expected to be, specially in context of the worldly knowledge. Many a times I cater to those decisions; sometimes of mine and even many a times endorse the others' which actually deepens the pit for me. Last week I got indulged in many such situations where hardly some one expects me to be. Every night before going to bed I had been thinking “oh shit ! I lost one more day”. Why? ? ? What I actually mean by ‘losing the day’? If I would have catered to the usual routine of 8am to 2am , would I have called it a perfect day ? yes ....... no........... don’t know ! Actually I ‘ve to choose between these two schedules.


The first one starts with morning 8 alarm , lab classes till 11 ,manipulating data there ,so as to get the required value without actually doing it , there after one more lecture with the director upto 12 (no proxy, so a must attend) , lunch in the Visveraya hall (illegal , but it is the nearest to the department), back to the department at 1.15 and upto 4.15 ... a triplet of one hour lectures (some bunks can be managed , as making proxy in these classes isn’t a big deal), hangover iced tea at NESCAFE just after the classes at 4.30 , back to the ALLOTED Homi bhabha hall , signing in the g-talk at around 6.30, there after tennis court call for an hour upto 9.., dinner at 9.30, and finally 28 in room B-109 late upto 2 am. That is all the making of a ‘farzi engineer’. NO ASSIGNMENTS ! NO PROJECTS ! NO PROF RENDEZVOUS EVEN !


The second one starts the same way , same lab classes , same lectures , equally refreshing NESCAFE stuff , but it varies with the earlier one at the point here after. No tennis , No signing in the g-talk , No 28 , no assignments , no projects , no prof rendezvous even. Instead I’ve made some friends hanging out with whom makes me feel having a killer instinct. I feel like I’m losing my own potentials. It equalises our stamina and in the process I’ve to lower mine and raise theirs. I should have worked for my own cause , instead I’m interested in theirs. And it’s not coz some one has planned it for me or is in my nature. Rather I can neglect them , but alas! I can’t say no to my friends. They get benefit out of my humility. They may even overlook me ,once their interests are done. And I know this harsh reality as well.


I rove with these friends when I’m supposed to read the last few pages of ‘VERONICA DECIDES TO DIE’. I chat with them at the back post when I actually should be at the tennis court. I meet these friends’ friend when I must install ALLPROPS, for my cryogenics assignment . I go for the dinner in the group with these friends ,which I could have managed at a time of my own convenience. They are definitely not intended to hurt my sentiments, but it indirectly gives me that deadly instinct of which they aren’t aware. I even sometimes postpone my idea of writing for the blog , Probably they don’t know how I’m touched to these stuffs. Anyway Its obvious . And here comes the difference between a ‘friend’ and an ‘acquaintance’. Had they been my friends they should have known the traits I love, the choices those differentiates me ,the passion that raises me above many ,the desires those I possess irrespective of the probability of fulfilling, the very random aspirations those I’ve already expressed somewhere earlier in this blog.


Why?? Why do I ? ? Why I’m expressing all these seemingly delicate thoughts over here. It isn’t the post break-up consequence ! Neither is it the frustrated output of their continuous stymies. But one thing for sure, I didn’t come up with some lively article once again. And I got its permanent remedy as well, I have initiated the chain of weekly blog entries. A week time in a ‘farzi engineering student’s life is more than enough to express. I suppose ! !

Long Live Technocrats ! !

The very first day in the second hellish year of engineering and what the hell are these stuffs ?? gonna be a mining engineer or a geologist ! ! ! probably even god doesn't know the answer.The stones those I would have kicked away had it come on my way. And today they were graced by me just coz some inhuman fellow gave them a worthy of respect and so they are in the 'mining geology and exploration lab' of my department of mining engineering. Huh.... what i was doing ! Colour, texture, streak, hardness, magnetic property (god knows why the f*** is this property useful for them), diagnostic property, lusture, cleavage, fracture........and the list goes on. Believe me I prepared a chart too. F*** that chart ! ! And so the department ! !

Anyway I'm now 25% b.tech , the only thing to cherish at this moment. Really the last week had been very hectic. Ran for F.I.R to the GRP for the theft of luggage of my friends in South Bihar Express that included three laptops and two trolley bags.It would have been more cruel if my insti. hadn’t provided it’s students with travel insurance. Long Live NIT Rourkela ! !

Got shifted to the new hostel this year , and frankly speaking I realised there’s no tougher task in the hell than to set your room and that too when a final year student is it’s pre-occupant. The only thing I found arranged in the room was the beer cans in the shelf in increasing order of their sizes. One could barely see the floor beneath the bed out of well laid cigarette heads. Long Live Engineering ! !

Mining engineering , a male bastion ,got a fairer sex this time. Yeah ! the only girl missed her last chance (by luck or by chance) to slide to some other branch. So now we aren’t 31 we are 30+1. Long Live Mining Enginering ! !

New faces have landed in the insti. No buddy , No ragging this time. I’ve already signed two anti ragging undertakings, one on my own behalf and the other one on behalf of papa. So , freshers live at your best. They have already been provided with security this time, pichle saal jo hamein bachate the, wo is saal humse bacha rahe hain ! Long Live that damn MHRD ! !

Time to rejuvenate !

“Do you agree that Bihar is the crime capital of the country ? People from Bihar come here with an intention to commit crime . Do you agree with MNS chief Raj Thackeray’s opinion about Bihar ? “
……. er ……….. I’m not intended to get answers. The interview board of a Pune based law institute asked these questions to a Patna girl last week. Very unfortunate but a bitter fact as well.

Reacting strongly on this sensitive issue Chief minister of Bihar Nitish Kumar said : “Bihar is not the crime capital of India. The speedy trials of criminals in the state are being emulated by other states. We had a bloodless election. Every body here is now proud to be a Bihari and an Indian. Biharis do not commit crime at any place they go. They contribute to the development through their intelligence and labor. Bihari students get their job on their merit and not at any one’s mercy. “
Adding he said : “I’ve written to Maharashtra CM Ashok Chavan asking him to take action on the issue and also union home minister P.Chidambaram urging him to give a suitable advice to the govt. of Maharashtra in this regard. I do expect the people of Maharashtra and politicians to condemn the episode. I hope it will be an isolated issue and not made a trend. “


Hats off to you Sir ! !

Huh ………… Alt + Ctrl + Del ! ! !


Now ,
Just press the refresh button of your cerebrum and keep sitting if you are in a mood to sail with me , else plz march off ! ! I expect my extended friends and the extended kin to plz give a special heed on the succeeding few paragraphs and guide me as I’m perplexed.
I sat down one day dreaming about my future plans. What should I opt at 21 once I complete my engineering degree? And you can’t believe a number of very realistic ideas brimmed my mind within a flash time.


For the first instance, I thought to be an entrepreneur . I dream to have my own enterprise. This will be a tough choice as I don’t have any such entrepreneurial background. But it is something that I’m passionate about. I will have to struggle very hard in its sowing period and will have to learn to make people believe in what I say. And I’ll love doing that. I don’t want to beg for leave and I desperately wish not to say some one “SIR” for the entire life. In short I want to make money not earn it. Truly speaking this is the strongest desire that I ever possessed .


Second thought that came to my mind was –
If I go for a higher foreign degree in mining engineering after 3-4 years of job in Indian mines, that will give me an edge over other mining engineers here in India . I may also opt for a job outside India, as there is a huge demand of mining engineers in countries like Germany, Australia, Canada and South Africa. They also pay a handsome salary. But the job outside India for me won’t be a life term aspect cuz I don’t wish to be paid for long. The sole purpose will be to accumulate seed money for the enterprise.


Third hypothesis goes like –
I should go for an MBA degree. And I suppose MBA from India won’t be a bad option. I will have an option to switch my job from technical field to corporate field any time during my career. MBA degree will also boost my earnings thus will consequently take lesser time in earning the seed money. In addition , MBA degree will also be my left hand at the time of setting up my enterprise . This will also ensure it’s smooth sailing .


Fourth dream that appeared that day was –
I should go for civil services practically the only service that lucrates me. Earlier it used to be my residual wish but for what reason I don’t know it has grown stronger now a days in me. Respected kin , plz attend to this aspect seriously. Sometimes I feel – “I could have done it in a better manner. If given to me ,I can change the complete scenario.” Probably these types of revolutionary thoughts have evoked in me the aspiration to become civil servant. Commendable ! ! Isn’t it ?


So friends and kin, help me to come out of this situation. Very random and extreme are these aspirations but the fortunate part is that all of them are realistic and I’ve to narrow it down further.
Although , from my past experiences I’ve learnt that “Destiny rarely walks with my wishes” but still I believe that “Wishes themselves are governed by the destiny.” (That’s why this article has gone into my blog).
So folks , plz ……… plz…….. come out with some dynamic suggestions.


Lovingly Ishu.

A wake up call !

Should I apologize my long absence or should refrain doing so cuz I’m a newly inducted blogger ? Being bullish is safer I suppose. So , I apologize for this. Infact some insipid instances occurred being SMPS of the PC out of order. . . . . . . . . cousins stepping in. . . . . . . . . Dadaji hospitalized (now he’s improving).. . . . . . . . . my own visit to Patna . . . . . . . . . blah. . blah. . blah !
Professionally Many events took place in the last month that I can’t resist reacting upon.
Pakistan army struggled with Taliban at the Pak-Afghan border. Sri Lankan army fought with LTTE for Tamilians’ rights. Nepalese PM Prachanda resigned. North Korea did its another nuclear test. Concerning our own country , election results are there , violence sprout up in Punjab, Indian students were attacked in Australia and many more.
To elaborate preferentially I’m picking election results today. When I say ‘election results’ it is not worth of merely two poor words, but it has many pros and cons attached with it. Before starting I must congratulate Dr. Manmohan Singh for his preternatural achievement. He really deserves the applause.
But the ease with which he formed the alliance this time is not going to pave his way that much easily for sure. He has a big challenge ahead. Though he will be relatively unbound in implementing decisions but at the same time he will have to make sure that regional parties must not get discontented as well. Parties like DMK and Trinamul congress are among those with which congress can’t part away with when assembly election comes. Obviously congress can boast of its self-reliance in states like Rajasthan, Uttaranchal, Haryana and Delhi.
But the flagship of Nitish-led govt. in Bihar must’ve worried senior leaders of congress too. Number of M.Ps with criminal background has also been reduced to a great extent this term. This time majority of people voted for development unlike the earlier elections and they preferred younger guys for this cause. Agatha Sangma , Sachin Pilot , Rahul Gandhi , Varun Gandhi , Jyotiraditya Scindia and many more are the popular figures, people have faith in. People do have faith that these guys will use their zeal and vigor to the fullest.
And I do believe the same. Infact dynamism is what Indian governance has lacked since independence. For example , I don’t find any reason in having no solution of the Kashmir issue. Either it should be solved or should be declared that it won’t be solved. Lack of dynamism in the governance is the reason behind. And I do have faith in this government having a lot of young blood in its cabinet to work in this regard. Even the media has to play a big role in this.
Have a look on this :
After having sworn in as the C.M of Bihar in 2005 Nitish Kumar prospected marvelous tasks for the development of the state in every aspect be it education, employment, poverty eradication, health or the law & order. And now as a consequence, most of the roads in the state are in pretty well condition. Dormant govt. hospitals are now breathing in. Dozens of new engineering and medical colleges have been finalized. Employment to every youth has been guaranteed by its ‘rozgar guarantee yojana’. Cases of kidnapping, dacoities, thefts and murders have now scaled down to a meager handful. The whole scenario of the state has changed. Even the leaders of the opposition have praised his job. And it bore the fruit for him as his alliance won 32 out of the 40 constituencies in the state in LS election 09.
But see what a local newspaper revealed :
“जातिगत समीकरणों के खेल में जीते नीतीश ”
It really hurts. The media has to play a big role. Another question…Why BJP could not prove itself at the centre ? ? ? A million dollar question. Out of many suggested reasons I agree with some of them. The strategies of BJP were not tuned with the mindset of the youngsters who were in a large number this time voting for the first chance. Obviously one finds no reason in voting for any party just cuz it guarantees Ram Mandir at Ayodhya. And believe me that was the message the general mass concluded out of BJP's rigorous election campaigns. Cost of commodities rising sky high. Serial bomb blasts in many cities of the nation were some burning issues on which BJP was required to heed prior to elections. But it didn’t and so voters accepted the cost of arhar dal at Rs. 62/kg and are also keen to buy if it reaches Rs. 120/kg. AWFUL ! ! !
So folks ! if you really want to frame a nation of your dreams. C’mon wake up ! There are horizons to think upon ! ! Move on ! !
BJP - Refresh your system
Congress - Strengthen your organization
Regional parties- Be confined to your regions
Mafias - No more governance.
Voters - Vote for Dynamism…. Development….n.. Devotion !

Being engineered to rebel ! !

Robin , an innate talent (hmmm….. an exaggeration indeed) struggles with his destiny for a couple of years and ultimately (read penultimate-ly) lands up in a so-called institute of national repute. Robin really never knew that he'd be denied admission in any of the 7 (+2) elite institutes ‘cuz his score wasn’t sufficient for a general category student (probably having two eyes, two ears , one nose and . . ! !) to get through that. Once he came to know this harsh reality he could only manage with “ What The F*$k ! ”. Is it the remorse for having high expectations from me ? ? Is it ‘cuz I’ve an excellent academic record throughout ? ? Is it the deadly consequence of opting for (M)orally (A)dverse (T)heory for (H)uman p(S)ychology while stepping into class XI ? ? Or is it just ‘cuz I’m born mentally sound ? ? Even god doesn’t know the answers but a jillion of such questions kept haunting Robin on his way to Rourkela (a small city in Orissa where his destined institute was located). Alas ! the dreams were slaughtered. Robin , a hypothetical aerospace engineer practically gonna be a mining engineer. A person who dreamt to fly above the ground was actually destined to strive under the ground.. W T F ! ! !
To counteract the adverse , some beautiful lawns , awesome well-lit streets , colorful fountains and the 3.5 km long stretch from the insti entrance to G.D.Birla hall of residence (hostel meant for Robin) was the fortunate scenario in ‘National Institute of Technology’ to greet him. Owing to the fact that Robin’s insti. has been ranked at no. 17 among over 2300 engineering colleges of India ,this scenic beauty and the large span of land was obvious. But Robin’s gray cells ran differently. Can I continue here ? ? Should I continue here ? ? Will I continue here ? ? Three seemingly similar yet varying questions piled up in his cerebrum. Oooooofff . . no response ! the bada babu handed the slip to Robin – “ Robin P. George , roll no.- 108MN*** ”. W T F ! !
No further queries. Robin is now the infamous engineering student. No regrets of not being in top 7 (+2). Wahan jyada padhna padta ! competition bhi jyada hota ! pata nahi main wahan kahan stand karta ! aur dil se bolun to pata nahin wahan pe …. … … … !
Commendable condolence note , Robin !
Robin now walks to the auditorium of his destined insti. For the introductory lecture by the hon’ble director. On his way (the same 3.5 km long stretch ) he is confronted with three demon-turned-seniors firmly gripping Marlboro sticks in between their index and middle fingers. No Robin. No WTF this time ! ! “ Good Morning Sir” was the only stuff he could manage with.
Will I smoke ? ? Will I drink ? ? Will I reach this hellish extent to symbolize that I am an engineering student ? ? Three new yet-to-solve puzzles queued up in Robin’s mind.
Good luck Robin ! ! Hunt for your answers ! !