20 April 2008
IPL, THE FUTURE?
14 April 2008
06 April 2008
The life of a Placement Coordinator - unedited version!
One would hear all sorts of facilities a PC could get.. “There’s a room at the end of the corridor… Two systems, speakers, DVD writer, sofa, fans, never ending supply of stationeries and the room is a cool place to hide when in danger…” , “You would get OD for all companies, no need to attend half the classes, far from the madding crowd running after their degrees..”, “You can move with all the HRs from various companies, a PC can interact with an HR as much as the Principal himself can.”, “You would be one of the most respected in the department, after all, it’s a great service that you do..”
Well, who can resist? There would be the urge in every mind to become a placement coordinator. And yet, something would be shouting like Hell from the back of your mind. “The job sounds great.. Why do they call it a service?! cool place to hide? Why should I hide?!.... running after degrees?..” All of it would sound strangely vague. You would see your senior PCs waiting with scapegoat-like looks in front of rooms you wouldn’t want to enter often. The only word they’d say to your query about a PC job would be “NOOOOOooooo!” Yet, enticed by the sweet words around you, you would volunteer (forced, in the case of wise people who would try everything to escape..) and stand for an election that’d be regretted very soon.
20 people, one big table, you enter the room to push the room to silence.. you can identify the bigtime people at the head of the table. People seated all around you. You, on the other hand, standing, looking at the head, imagining that this could only be a dream. There would be questions thrown at you from every corner of the room, half in the global language and half in the local language. You must be very careful not to mix those questions up.. “comeon.. now, who asked first? Yes.. but this guy’s senior.. should I answer the first or second? And hey, should I reply in English or Tamil?!” Trrrring.. your time is up, and you can kiss your luck goodbye. Before you decide which to answer first, they would decide what to do next, with a usual fine on all Placement coordinators without ”partiality”, without even caring if the guy had actually been in the city during the so called MISTAKE which could range anywhere between a change in the initial during an address by one of those gentlemen, or using any of the halls that were entirely…. free (did u think otherwise?) without permission, because the permitted halls were not enough, and you used that hall to keep the pride of the college flying high.
I don’t want to waste time n space writing about those bashi-bazouks who call themselves students, who would have just got placed that day, and would ask if they can attend the next company that sets its foot inside college. They would enquire you about things the HR people themselves would not know, and would spread the word that you are as dumb as a dead dodo. And think about those students who might say you are misusing your ‘POWER’! Well, can you be held responsible for giving him a black eye?!
Now now.. lets get get back to the facilities a PC can get… A big room? Yes, to finish records and observations before your lab tests.. and yes, to hide from danger.. Yes, people run after degrees, and you do not… because you’ve lost hope you’d actually get one! Yes, you do move with HRs at the expense of classes, and you’d be left in a situation that you’ll have to attend ten extra hours beforehand if you are to refrain yourself from attending classes at a later date due to Typhoid. Huh!
Ambition - N.A
Lazybones rock, and this is to prove it.
Interesting thought. Probably in today's world, the word LAZY is looked down on, as more of a negative word. What is being Lazy?? Not doing something now, since there is no necessity to do it now. Not that we'll never do it.(Did i say we??) We will do it. But that's only when we have to do it.
No point buying an umbrella in summer and waiting for the rainy season. I'll buy one the day when it rains. It prolly costs me a few bucks more, but saves me the burden of carrying it around unnecessarily.(bad example, i should say, but that's the point anyway.. Think of life and its problems.. You'll find similar options. Just can't cook up any on the spot. Bad cook, me am :))
The Software Industry has come to this line where it splits employees to two groups and evaluate them among the group, the ambitious lot and the lazy bones. But, as fate would have it, they call the ambitious over-working lot as the Hardworkers, and the lazy gang as the Smart workers.
There were these two freshers who joined in a team's bench near mah cubicle. I could see the team lead give the same assignment to both of them, and giving them equal time to do it. One of them, who is a hardworker, worked on it around the clock, eager to complete it as early as possible and get a good name, move up soon blah blah blah.. The other one will always be on Orkut or gmail or more often in the Cafeteria or on the Table tennis gang (good company to me, that man was & is). Yet, he completed his tasks first... And not just once, he completed every task before the other did. He eventually got the first break into the project.
Hmm.. Like my mom used to say when i was at school, "if u can get the second & third ranks in class everytime without even opening your book, imagine what u can do if u sit down & work hard..". I used to tell her, "I'd not only get worse marks, but also get fed up with life. Trust me." Same way, if the smart-worker(a.k.a the lazy bugger) had actually worked on the tasks 24x7, he's have completed it prolly half an hour earlier than what he did. But, he'd have missed out on several wonderful TT games, and quality time with friends, or those chaat everyday at the cafeteria.
Wake up, people. The age of hard-workers is about to end.
PS: this article is applicable only to the lazy bones who've got brains. :)
03 April 2008
H.U.N.G.E.R
FEAR.. What are you afraid of? From Cockroaches to Guns to Wars to Riots to Heights to your life to every damn phobia in the dictionary... No person on earth is absolutely fearless.. What evokes fear in one person need not and mostly, will not evoke it in another....
Well, most of you reading this won't be able to understand what generates things like begging and crime in our society... Hunger... How many of you are afraid of hunger? Probably a new and curious fear... huh? Please note, It is on top of Dr.Abdul Kalam's list of national shames... Whether YOU are afraid of it or not is another matter, the Indian Nation is... That has been the most pressing problem for India.. 60 years on, and we're not able to feed our people.. Every chief minister and prime minister who have assumed office knows how much power this word holds.. It has toppled governments in the past, mind you..
Why do people resort to the lowest possible level a human can ever get to? Begging? No shame.. No self-respect.. Why? Hunger.... Huh, Not eating for a day probably makes you faint.... Eating at a wayside motel one day results in food poisoning in most cases, but wait..
There are people who'd give anything to get that "food-poison". There are people in your city or village who haven't tasted good food ever since he/she was born. Hunger can make you beg, hunger can make you steal, hunger makes you the equivalent of any 5 sensed creature that roams the place... Eradicating Hunger (a.k.a poverty) can erase things like begging and can reduce crime rate by atleast 50%, if not more.
Have you ever imagined how many humans are ready to take the place of your dalmatian at home? Think about it.
That's Hunger...
"Forget everything and Run, fellas..Forget everything and EAT GOOD FOOD.....That is all that matters"
-Mentality of many people below the poverty line...
The govt doesn't do much.. But you can definitely change atleast ONE life... Donate Food whenever possible. All those leftovers at home, you think it's not good enough to eat the next day. There are millions who don't think that way.
Silencing...
I've been alone for sometime now,
It's been so silent, save the distant crow..
Things are much different from what it used to be,
It used to be so congested, populated and noisy.
There were a lot of believers, "believe",
Said the higher one, "so that i can relieve
You of all your fears, your troubles and everyday shall be fun!"
"Why can't u help without expecting anything in return?
You need them to bow to you and worship you?
Whilst you yourself ask them not to expect anything back
They, these believers, they have no clue,
Their minds are black(ened), Reason they lack."
Not many i know have spoken out before,
And not even a few know what had become of them,
But now that i did, i was blessed to know more,
This grave is so silent, save the distant crow....
PS: Please say through comments what you got from this.... I want to know how each of you interpret it. Thank you!
Eternal-ity

Silence... One that conveys meaning,
That which means complete understanding,
Those two pairs of eyes that prove this,
Love they live, Life they kiss....
Such is the love destined for so beautiful
a place as this; So involved, so joyful..
This place , amidst eternal bliss
Expects that love to come to it, that is its wish...
Where is this love that it wishes?
Where is this place, oh..where?
Where is this love that place misses?
That love that should fill it, fill it right there!
Waiting eternally, waiting for that eternal-ity,
That eternality called love that would complete this picture;
How long the place will wait, oh.. what a pity!
Complete this eternal-ity, complete this picture.......