The words still ring in my ears when I think of whats happening around.
"When rape is inevitable, its better to relax and enjoy it"
If this is what you are told, and that too by a senior faculty about life in a b school, you definitely would sit back and take notice. And so did I. But weeks into the rigours, I realise what he meant by it.
Its 4:30 in the night/morning, n Im awake trying to make sense of credit and debit transanctions of some balls into urns, analyzing its implications on the supply curve and behaviour of the urns.
for someone like me who used to fall on his bed the same time as ekta kapoor would hypnotise the female population for the night, waking up this late is indeed an achievement.
But I like it....Its like Im enjoying the rape!!!
Waking up every morning hoping there wont be any quizzes today, hoping the prof wont catch me dozing off, hoping I have not missed any submissions for the day, hoping I wont be raped today...but at the back of my mind, I know its inevitable....!!!
At the end of the day, all I can hope is "May all my urns get the right number of balls"
Monday, July 7, 2008
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Dwan @ Dusk
"If you want to see a monument, just look around Jamshedpur!!!"
And no....Im not talking abt my college which has been there for almost sixty years now.
What I am talking abt is something which has been there for eternity....Tata Steel!!!
After a week into the course, the influence of the organization is pretty evident on the faculty as well as the other members of the staff. From organizational examples to labour policies, everything seems to have happened only in Tata Steel....it seems as if they have been oblivious of the other companies and industries mushrooming on the other side of the country!!!
But that again is not what I am here to write about...its about something more intriguing and interesting.
Let me relate a story to you....
It happened so that after landing here in jampot, i felt the urge to explore the city "...now I know its just a small town though"....so being a true techie, i checked wiki for help and found about a beautiful park known as the jubilee park situated right next to the institute. I caught on a few frustrated souls like mine and decided to give a visit there. Before leaving, I just happened to have a chat with the guard at the gate as to what is there to look for.....laser show was his reply...
There we were, sitting in an open audi wondering what crime I had committed to be put thru this torture when suddenly it was all red in one part of the sky....it seemed as if it was dawn, late in the evening!!! I was awed to look at the sky and its beauty.....it was all shaded red as if Mr Hussian had painted Miss Nene out there.....but surprisingly the other audience was not concerned about this and were busy with the show!!!
Back in college i happened to talk to the same guard and asked him about the "phenomenon"....are sir woh to tisco hai....
Tisco ???? it took me a few seconds to realize he was referring to Tata Steel.....and the dawn i had observed was the ingot going into the furnace....
Now after a week into the course, the dawn has become a regular phenomenon....but it still awes me and Im sure will go on to do for the next two years here!!!
PS: The introductory line was something mentioned about Tata Steel during the laser show !!!
And no....Im not talking abt my college which has been there for almost sixty years now.
What I am talking abt is something which has been there for eternity....Tata Steel!!!
After a week into the course, the influence of the organization is pretty evident on the faculty as well as the other members of the staff. From organizational examples to labour policies, everything seems to have happened only in Tata Steel....it seems as if they have been oblivious of the other companies and industries mushrooming on the other side of the country!!!
But that again is not what I am here to write about...its about something more intriguing and interesting.
Let me relate a story to you....
It happened so that after landing here in jampot, i felt the urge to explore the city "...now I know its just a small town though"....so being a true techie, i checked wiki for help and found about a beautiful park known as the jubilee park situated right next to the institute. I caught on a few frustrated souls like mine and decided to give a visit there. Before leaving, I just happened to have a chat with the guard at the gate as to what is there to look for.....laser show was his reply...
There we were, sitting in an open audi wondering what crime I had committed to be put thru this torture when suddenly it was all red in one part of the sky....it seemed as if it was dawn, late in the evening!!! I was awed to look at the sky and its beauty.....it was all shaded red as if Mr Hussian had painted Miss Nene out there.....but surprisingly the other audience was not concerned about this and were busy with the show!!!
Back in college i happened to talk to the same guard and asked him about the "phenomenon"....are sir woh to tisco hai....
Tisco ???? it took me a few seconds to realize he was referring to Tata Steel.....and the dawn i had observed was the ingot going into the furnace....
Now after a week into the course, the dawn has become a regular phenomenon....but it still awes me and Im sure will go on to do for the next two years here!!!
PS: The introductory line was something mentioned about Tata Steel during the laser show !!!
Friday, May 23, 2008
Train to Jampot
Its been a week since I have landed in this pot(....also known as the Jampot) and after struggling to get my laptop work with the wireless stuff around here finally given up. So sitting in this computer centre I am writing my first post from the pot!!!
The train to Jampot!!! (resemblance to any book title by a hairy horny punjabi is incidental)
after much speculation and browsing thru the web pages of Indian railways, I had finally booked my tickets by a rajdhani....and thanks to the chirkut community portals, i knew I was not the only one one that train. The scene at the railway station was nothing less than a typical bollywood masala movie with five ppl coming in to drop a single chap who was not travelling alone for the first time....but that in turn has its own benefits to it. I was not carrying any of the three heavily loaded bags and even did not have to "adjust" them in the compartment. It was more like being ushered into a executive class of an airline. After the blessings and good byes, the train moved on.
It was nothing like a classic train journey one can write abt but a typical boring one where I was desperately waiting for the train to reach its destination. I tried finding a few ppl i knew were on the same train but never managed to. Once the train finally reached Jampot (and that was "just" 2 hrs delay from scheduled time.....man the railways are improving) i de-boarded and went out to look for company to the college. All I cud see was more coolies than the passengers. I too was immediately veiled by them but somehow used my yet to be learnt managerial skills to get out of the mess. Soon a calm guy approached me and asked if I need an auto. By the face of it, he mustve guessed where I needed to go and that I definitely needed one. Hence began the bargaining skills of mine....I had already been told abt the fare and so could negotiate the auto guy for it but he was more stubborn than I was. Finally he came down to a margin of ten rupees from my price. Had this been the situation when I was working, I would have settled for it but now that I was a student, I knew how much ten rupees could mean. So even I stuck to my price and finally he gave up. But I didnt knew that I had just won the battle and the war was still on. Once into his auto, he started the emotional blackmailing. Here are a few of his quotable quotes during the journey (those unknown to hindi, just move on with it) "kya sir...itni badi train se aae ho, das rupiye ke peeche itna rona" and "das rupiye mein na aap amir ho jaoge aur na main garib"
The train to Jampot!!! (resemblance to any book title by a hairy horny punjabi is incidental)
after much speculation and browsing thru the web pages of Indian railways, I had finally booked my tickets by a rajdhani....and thanks to the chirkut community portals, i knew I was not the only one one that train. The scene at the railway station was nothing less than a typical bollywood masala movie with five ppl coming in to drop a single chap who was not travelling alone for the first time....but that in turn has its own benefits to it. I was not carrying any of the three heavily loaded bags and even did not have to "adjust" them in the compartment. It was more like being ushered into a executive class of an airline. After the blessings and good byes, the train moved on.
It was nothing like a classic train journey one can write abt but a typical boring one where I was desperately waiting for the train to reach its destination. I tried finding a few ppl i knew were on the same train but never managed to. Once the train finally reached Jampot (and that was "just" 2 hrs delay from scheduled time.....man the railways are improving) i de-boarded and went out to look for company to the college. All I cud see was more coolies than the passengers. I too was immediately veiled by them but somehow used my yet to be learnt managerial skills to get out of the mess. Soon a calm guy approached me and asked if I need an auto. By the face of it, he mustve guessed where I needed to go and that I definitely needed one. Hence began the bargaining skills of mine....I had already been told abt the fare and so could negotiate the auto guy for it but he was more stubborn than I was. Finally he came down to a margin of ten rupees from my price. Had this been the situation when I was working, I would have settled for it but now that I was a student, I knew how much ten rupees could mean. So even I stuck to my price and finally he gave up. But I didnt knew that I had just won the battle and the war was still on. Once into his auto, he started the emotional blackmailing. Here are a few of his quotable quotes during the journey (those unknown to hindi, just move on with it) "kya sir...itni badi train se aae ho, das rupiye ke peeche itna rona" and "das rupiye mein na aap amir ho jaoge aur na main garib"
I some how managed to bear through it all and finally reached the college. Once I paid him his share and a "tip of ten rupees" (I still paid my quoted price for the trip...this was just the tip), he came up with another one....kya sir bas das hi rupiye ka tip doge ???
and I knew I am in for loads of fun in the two years to come by!!!
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