In my college life, the only thing i have learnt till now is the following-
Friends can get you marks, but marks can not get you friends.
Friends can get you marks in the following ways-
1) DIRECTLY
You don't know one answer in the exam. You ask your nearby friend. He tells you the answer.
2) INDIRECTLY
a)On the night of the exam, you can't understand one topic. You go to your friends, who make you understand the topic.
b)Your friends tell you about important/expected questions/topics for the exam. They also brief you about which topic is easy and which topic will take time. So, you can make a better decision on 'when' and 'where' to start.
On the other hand, if you don't have friends, the going can get tough. In the exam, you would have no one to turn to, if you are stuck on a question. If you can't understand a topic, then you would have to run to the teacher's office and wait for him to get into the mood to expolain that topic to you. Also without friends, you would have no chance of knowing a commonly known leaked question.
Agreed that marks can get you jobs easily, but what's the use of that job if you would have to celebrate that night's drink in your singlet, alone? In colleges like ours, almost everybody gets placed. So, a higher pointer does not guarantee a higher pay package..
When the times are tough and you feel like crying, you will cry on the shoulders of your friends, not on the face of your A-studded marksheet!
After all, in life, it is the friends who get the work done, NOT marks. eg. my trainings were all arranged by my dad's college friends. Though i regret that my friends' training couldn't be arranged with mine, the point is that had my dad not made friends in his college-time, i would be training-less! (Well my dad's an ideal case as he's got both marks and friends!)
Friends, remember that even in the newly induced Relative Grading System(RGS), our batchmates are not our enemies. They are not even our competitors. They are all our friends-friends only who can save our boat from sinking in the shitty sea of RGS.
So people, don't run after marks. Run after(and for) friends!!
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Monday, April 7, 2008
The unprecented Race !
dear blog
today, i was a part of a peculiar, unprecedented race! It was a race in which everybody had willingly participated, but no one wanted to win.
it was a race where there was no finish line, no time limit. it was a race in which the one who lost would be the happiest person on the earth. there was indeed a victory in losing, more so in seeing the other person win!
in the race, everybody tried to move the slowest. for this, they employed various techniques. one such technique was to convince the judges that the other person was running faster! another one was simply to threaten the judges to altogther not participate in the run than to be the winner. the judges desperately wanted to see a winner. when they saw each runner one by one passing by them and still not ready to lead the pack, the chief jury member could be seen banging his head in frustation. what a weird race it was!
here, the 'fastest runner off the field' was not convinced enough that he can lead the other runners. the more the jury tried to convince him, the more distant he projected himself to be from the goal.
another candidate, who had sacrificed his precious prime time to be in the race, too was reluctant to emerge as the winner. he too wanted only to participate and not to win!
however, there were two 'front-runners'. they certainly had an edge over the others in the minds of the jury.but, it was a race where each of the 'front-runners' had so much respect for the other that he could not get past the other. each wanted to see the other as the winner.
even after a long time, the judges were in a strange dilema. the results were fuzzy. all were ready to be equal but not above someone else.
it was truly an utopian dream...
today, i was a part of a peculiar, unprecedented race! It was a race in which everybody had willingly participated, but no one wanted to win.
it was a race where there was no finish line, no time limit. it was a race in which the one who lost would be the happiest person on the earth. there was indeed a victory in losing, more so in seeing the other person win!
in the race, everybody tried to move the slowest. for this, they employed various techniques. one such technique was to convince the judges that the other person was running faster! another one was simply to threaten the judges to altogther not participate in the run than to be the winner. the judges desperately wanted to see a winner. when they saw each runner one by one passing by them and still not ready to lead the pack, the chief jury member could be seen banging his head in frustation. what a weird race it was!
here, the 'fastest runner off the field' was not convinced enough that he can lead the other runners. the more the jury tried to convince him, the more distant he projected himself to be from the goal.
another candidate, who had sacrificed his precious prime time to be in the race, too was reluctant to emerge as the winner. he too wanted only to participate and not to win!
however, there were two 'front-runners'. they certainly had an edge over the others in the minds of the jury.but, it was a race where each of the 'front-runners' had so much respect for the other that he could not get past the other. each wanted to see the other as the winner.
even after a long time, the judges were in a strange dilema. the results were fuzzy. all were ready to be equal but not above someone else.
it was truly an utopian dream...
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Ludhiana...
dear blog
i could not describe my life to you in the past month. now so many things have happenned that in my excitement, i can not decide which event to describe first and how...
in the past month, one great thing which happened to me is that i went to ludhiana, as a part the SRIJAN(our annual college magazine) team. The trip was a mixture of fun, food, hardwork and breathstopping risks( ask KD!). Ludhiana city is full of good cars. every parking lot looks like an auto expo with shiny, powerful, imported cars from all manufacturers lined up one after the other!! we even got ourselves clicked in front of some amazing cars.
we also got a first hand experience working with the printers. their designers amazed us with their speed and and proficiency on various design softwares. there, in photoshop, what they did in five minutes would have taken us a whole day to accompolish. before we could even blink, they had made designs fror us. when we opened our eyes after the blink, we saw another design on the screen!they were cool even out-of-their-office. we even hung aroung with them in ludhiana city on a sunday shopping spree. (we can remember those pure vegetarians' faces even today while watching us relishing tasty fried chicken at KFC!!)
our return journey was another adventure in itself. on missing our direct bus, we sat in a bus headed to Jwalaji. That bus driver was seriously mad. he drove at a constant speed of exactly 60kmph for about an hour in hilly region. in hills, 35 kmph is considered 'superfast'! short of any work, we even calculated his speed. we noticed that after every five minutes, the milestone showed five kilometres less than the previous time. moreover, that bus was devoid of windows glasses. wind gushed in 60kmph.it felt really spooky. we felt as if our aerodyanamics were being tested in a windtunnel! then, our hearts missed a beat when we saw the driver and the conductor merrily enjoying their 'martinis-stirred and shaken by the bus'. however, the most inexplicable thing of the driver was when he stopped in front of a hotel for about 30 seconds, for no rhyme of reason at all. the road was clear, no one came out of the hotel to meet him and it was freezing cold on a scary night. Why the hell did he stop there?
the lightening speed had driven out all air from our lungs. we had our lungs refilled only on reaching home-Hamirpur. then, maggi and hot cuppas of coffee @ nescafe was what put together our literally-blown-out bodies....
i could not describe my life to you in the past month. now so many things have happenned that in my excitement, i can not decide which event to describe first and how...
in the past month, one great thing which happened to me is that i went to ludhiana, as a part the SRIJAN(our annual college magazine) team. The trip was a mixture of fun, food, hardwork and breathstopping risks( ask KD!). Ludhiana city is full of good cars. every parking lot looks like an auto expo with shiny, powerful, imported cars from all manufacturers lined up one after the other!! we even got ourselves clicked in front of some amazing cars.
we also got a first hand experience working with the printers. their designers amazed us with their speed and and proficiency on various design softwares. there, in photoshop, what they did in five minutes would have taken us a whole day to accompolish. before we could even blink, they had made designs fror us. when we opened our eyes after the blink, we saw another design on the screen!they were cool even out-of-their-office. we even hung aroung with them in ludhiana city on a sunday shopping spree. (we can remember those pure vegetarians' faces even today while watching us relishing tasty fried chicken at KFC!!)
our return journey was another adventure in itself. on missing our direct bus, we sat in a bus headed to Jwalaji. That bus driver was seriously mad. he drove at a constant speed of exactly 60kmph for about an hour in hilly region. in hills, 35 kmph is considered 'superfast'! short of any work, we even calculated his speed. we noticed that after every five minutes, the milestone showed five kilometres less than the previous time. moreover, that bus was devoid of windows glasses. wind gushed in 60kmph.it felt really spooky. we felt as if our aerodyanamics were being tested in a windtunnel! then, our hearts missed a beat when we saw the driver and the conductor merrily enjoying their 'martinis-stirred and shaken by the bus'. however, the most inexplicable thing of the driver was when he stopped in front of a hotel for about 30 seconds, for no rhyme of reason at all. the road was clear, no one came out of the hotel to meet him and it was freezing cold on a scary night. Why the hell did he stop there?
the lightening speed had driven out all air from our lungs. we had our lungs refilled only on reaching home-Hamirpur. then, maggi and hot cuppas of coffee @ nescafe was what put together our literally-blown-out bodies....
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