27/3/2009, Friday...
It has been drizzling throughout the day.The temperature of our city took a tumble today and had a free-fall.The temperature and the wind were very pleasant and this was very conspicuous in our city's behaviour.All the 'cool' guys and gals of the city were out with their friends to enjoy the weather.All the 'cool' couples of the city were out to enjoy the romantic weather.Bliss all-around, with water dripping from heaven...
But this subversion of the heat by the weather Gods wasn't welcomed by all.Some miles away from the bliss of 'our' city were men and women with tears in 'their' eyes and fear in 'their' hearts.Despair all-around, with water dripping from hell...
They weren't lunatics crying for things meant to be happy for.They were farmers standing in their 'Fields of Gold' in danger of being robbed off.Its time when - Wheat - our staple crop is being harvested.Even a small amount of rain can cause the hardwork of farmers, their families, their animals to be washed off.The tender love, the fostering and all the tireless hardwork put in by the sons, for their mother earth is in danger of being washed off by the 'cool and pleasant' drizzles.'The farmer' might have had a nubile daughter, a child who's to be admitted to an 'English' school, a mother and a wife to be taken care of and may be something for himself too.And its hard, really hard, when your dreams are being washed away in front of you and all you can do is cry helplessly.
I wish the winds veer again. I wish the bliss and joy goes where it really belongs to.I wish the smile on the farmer's face comes back.I wish his dreams start breathing again.
I wish the 'coolness' goes away and those 'un-cool' villagers wake up to a bright sunny day tomorrow.Let all the curses of the 'cool' guys and gals of our city fall on me, but not on those 'un-cool' workers who feed our nation.
I don't know what 've i written and why 've i done that. I don't know if anyone can ever interconnect my sporadic thoughts.I don't know if someone will ever try to. But do i care ?? ... i never did... n i still don't...
Friday, March 27, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Another Incontinent Satyromaniac...??
15/3/2009, Sunday...
It was 3 pm, Sunday... District Centre, New Delhi - a bright sunny day with a 'sea-breeze' like coolness in the wind.After two days was Holi and there was that same kind of frigid festivity in the air that is 'rightly' associated with the metros.
A black Mercedez came to the roadside parking lot.The chauffeur got down and opened the rear gate.A semi-clad, 'BEAUTIFUL' girl was sitting there at the back seat, putting on the 'MAKE-UP' that'll make her look without any 'MAKE-UP'... Hypocrisy ? Yes and 'No'.. No because she never told me that she had never put any make-up( nor did i tell her that she was beautiful..!!). The girl, bodaciously, stepped out of the superb hallowed metallic precinct and on her 'HIGH' heels walked towards the district centre. Just another rich and 'pretty' girl chutzpah.
Everyone over there looked at her, with 'their' lusty eyes at 'their' brightest. Among 'everyone' was a labourer, 'not handsome', semi-clad though, preparing mortar for another 'upcoming' shopping mall.(I wish there were these many football stadiums in 'our' city instead...). All eyes, including his, were on her and followed her from the time she appeared to the time she disappeared.
But was the labourer too, like everyone else - a satyromaniac ?? Again Yes and No... But this time a 'No' for me.
The labourer's eyes were the last to 'catch' her and the first to 'drop' her.He again started preparing the mortar which will help another concrete structure in 'our' city to come up and a place where another of these 'lusty and indecent' incidents will occur..!! He was not a satyromaniac.He just looked at the 'LADY luck' the girl was bestowed with and the despondency he lived in.He contrasted his sordid and excruciating life and the bright, sunny day and cool wind like life of the girl.A life which was as distant from him as an ocean is from 'our' city and as veracious as death.
I don't know what 've i written and why 've i done that. I don't know if anyone can ever interconnect my sporadic thoughts.I don't know if someone will ever try to. But do i care ?? ... i never did... n i still don't...))
It was 3 pm, Sunday... District Centre, New Delhi - a bright sunny day with a 'sea-breeze' like coolness in the wind.After two days was Holi and there was that same kind of frigid festivity in the air that is 'rightly' associated with the metros.
A black Mercedez came to the roadside parking lot.The chauffeur got down and opened the rear gate.A semi-clad, 'BEAUTIFUL' girl was sitting there at the back seat, putting on the 'MAKE-UP' that'll make her look without any 'MAKE-UP'... Hypocrisy ? Yes and 'No'.. No because she never told me that she had never put any make-up( nor did i tell her that she was beautiful..!!). The girl, bodaciously, stepped out of the superb hallowed metallic precinct and on her 'HIGH' heels walked towards the district centre. Just another rich and 'pretty' girl chutzpah.
Everyone over there looked at her, with 'their' lusty eyes at 'their' brightest. Among 'everyone' was a labourer, 'not handsome', semi-clad though, preparing mortar for another 'upcoming' shopping mall.(I wish there were these many football stadiums in 'our' city instead...). All eyes, including his, were on her and followed her from the time she appeared to the time she disappeared.
But was the labourer too, like everyone else - a satyromaniac ?? Again Yes and No... But this time a 'No' for me.
The labourer's eyes were the last to 'catch' her and the first to 'drop' her.He again started preparing the mortar which will help another concrete structure in 'our' city to come up and a place where another of these 'lusty and indecent' incidents will occur..!! He was not a satyromaniac.He just looked at the 'LADY luck' the girl was bestowed with and the despondency he lived in.He contrasted his sordid and excruciating life and the bright, sunny day and cool wind like life of the girl.A life which was as distant from him as an ocean is from 'our' city and as veracious as death.
I don't know what 've i written and why 've i done that. I don't know if anyone can ever interconnect my sporadic thoughts.I don't know if someone will ever try to. But do i care ?? ... i never did... n i still don't...))
Monday, March 2, 2009
My comeuppance...
2/3/2009 , Monday...
From the past 3 years, 6 months, 2 days and 2 hours, I've been pursuing - 'ENGINEERING' - which has been a farcical and veritable feast for my psyche - ineffectual teachers and students earning accolades for their meretricious meretoriousness and 'vivid' concoctions..
Is creativity, a kind of stupidity and stupidity, a kind of creativity ? Answer is 'Yes' for stupids and a 'No' for a mind whose doors are not bolted from within.. but the answer to this question is a 'yes' for most of the workforce involved in imparting higher education.... it was a strange question and an equally strange answer... anyways its none of our business...
Now i'll come back to the most important aspect of our lives i.e "me"...
When i entered 'VIDYAPEETH' and till this day, the highest that a student ever thought of was a good 'placement' - a matter of life and death.. And the teachers were always citing incidents - for intimidation purposes only (masquerading as well wishers) - where a lax, irregular and low scoring student like me and a few more(but not many) didn't get any placements and an attentive, regular and high scoring student like... like ?? like 80-90% of the students - who scribble down their a***s and anoint the teacher's - got good placements(though not all are like that but most are). These stupid creatures who have a very narrow measure of intelligence, are considered to be the 'cream'. Cream is the "fatty or oily part of milk which rises to the surface and can be made into butter. " It might be on top of the surface but is it really good ?? I doubt... and i wonder whether any of these 'intelligent' students or even teachers can ever 'CREATE' something...
Again i'll come back to the most important aspect of our lives i.e "me" and i'll stick to it this time...
I appeared for 'placements' in a few companies. When it was IQ based i cleared the paper and when it was 'technical', i bombed.And in the interviews and even for the technical exams we were required to have a sound knowledge of 'programming languages'. But the 2 languages i know are Hindi and English(weak in that too..!) and Haryanvi, not a language though, but i am very well versed in it, and thats it. No C,C++,Java,etc,etc,etc... So, being a 'weak' student i never got placed in a company.And now, atleast for the time i'll be in the 'Vidyapeeth', i won't get a 'job' through the college's training and placement department(wonder y is it named so ?) due to the following OFFICIAL and RATIFIED 'thing' i received, which, though opposite to conventional wisdom, didn't make me melancholic.
"We regret to inform, the following student did not appear for the Campus Placement Test at the Institute, without any information.
AMANDEEP RANA - ECE
Due to this reason, above student will not be considered for any Campus Placement Program by the College in future.
Head - Training & Placement
BVCOE
New Delhi"
I 've got many letters from the college for my short attendance,in almost every semester, but this time it was different...
But do i care ?? for a moment i thought i did but in another moment i found - i didn't... n i never will...!! or will i ?? God knows...
From the past 3 years, 6 months, 2 days and 2 hours, I've been pursuing - 'ENGINEERING' - which has been a farcical and veritable feast for my psyche - ineffectual teachers and students earning accolades for their meretricious meretoriousness and 'vivid' concoctions..
Is creativity, a kind of stupidity and stupidity, a kind of creativity ? Answer is 'Yes' for stupids and a 'No' for a mind whose doors are not bolted from within.. but the answer to this question is a 'yes' for most of the workforce involved in imparting higher education.... it was a strange question and an equally strange answer... anyways its none of our business...
Now i'll come back to the most important aspect of our lives i.e "me"...
When i entered 'VIDYAPEETH' and till this day, the highest that a student ever thought of was a good 'placement' - a matter of life and death.. And the teachers were always citing incidents - for intimidation purposes only (masquerading as well wishers) - where a lax, irregular and low scoring student like me and a few more(but not many) didn't get any placements and an attentive, regular and high scoring student like... like ?? like 80-90% of the students - who scribble down their a***s and anoint the teacher's - got good placements(though not all are like that but most are). These stupid creatures who have a very narrow measure of intelligence, are considered to be the 'cream'. Cream is the "fatty or oily part of milk which rises to the surface and can be made into butter. " It might be on top of the surface but is it really good ?? I doubt... and i wonder whether any of these 'intelligent' students or even teachers can ever 'CREATE' something...
Again i'll come back to the most important aspect of our lives i.e "me" and i'll stick to it this time...
I appeared for 'placements' in a few companies. When it was IQ based i cleared the paper and when it was 'technical', i bombed.And in the interviews and even for the technical exams we were required to have a sound knowledge of 'programming languages'. But the 2 languages i know are Hindi and English(weak in that too..!) and Haryanvi, not a language though, but i am very well versed in it, and thats it. No C,C++,Java,etc,etc,etc... So, being a 'weak' student i never got placed in a company.And now, atleast for the time i'll be in the 'Vidyapeeth', i won't get a 'job' through the college's training and placement department(wonder y is it named so ?) due to the following OFFICIAL and RATIFIED 'thing' i received, which, though opposite to conventional wisdom, didn't make me melancholic.
"We regret to inform, the following student did not appear for the Campus Placement Test at the Institute, without any information.
AMANDEEP RANA - ECE
Due to this reason, above student will not be considered for any Campus Placement Program by the College in future.
Head - Training & Placement
BVCOE
New Delhi"
I 've got many letters from the college for my short attendance,in almost every semester, but this time it was different...
But do i care ?? for a moment i thought i did but in another moment i found - i didn't... n i never will...!! or will i ?? God knows...
;)
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