Stupendously Sublime

Circa 28th December, 2011 With the placement of the 24th of us and a dear friend at that, we have traversed a great length in this action packed 2 months. I have seen personal highs and personal lows, i have seen the deserved go unrewarded and the undeserved being felicitated. I have braved grave colds, closed up throats, shortage of manpower and the odd recruiter who insists on showing up 30 mins before her scheduled arrival, without notice. I have seen joyous elation and i have seen dejection, i have seen sorrow so grave that even tears could not escape and i have seen happiness overflowing happily through eyes. I have seen made up thank you's and i have seen heartfelt silences. I have been sad when all were happy and been happy when all were sad. I have seen my teammates go from being the Harlem Globetrotters to the Ghatkopar Karamchari association XI back to being Barcelona. I have seen advice flowing thick, fast and hard with their acknowledgments equally vigorous. I have ...

This post has been building up within me for a long time, nowadays most of my experiences are with my post grad mates, so if i'm not doing justice to my college days, i'm extremely sorry for that, but thus is the fallacy of life, "out of sight is out of mind", my case in point is that on two occasions i have sacrificed golden opportunities of being with them, my sincerest apologies to Jollinder, Tushar and robin-da whom i had to ditch because of the stupid symposia, and then because of my own ambition, but my ambition is not the subject of this post and neither is my remorse for missed opportunities, this post is the events of one night. Sitting at Sudama Tea Stall (our hangout from 6-8 pm) we were as usual, having our tea (actually tea flavoured milk) with a great amount of repartee, which at times seems like all of us are on a mission to enter the non veg version of comedy circus (or other such raucous comedy shows), anywho, suddenly all of us noticed a very v...

Let me start off by saying that, i comment on the real essence of ragging, not that mental and physical torture that masqueraded as ragging throughout medical and engineering colleges, which i actually abhor and think that society is better without it. Now, onwards, ragging my trusty internet connection says is "the practice in educational institutions in India and Sri Lanka that involves existing students baiting or bullying new students" and yes the issue is calcitrant in the indian education system, we hear of deaths and suicides, true abslutely true, some students who don't deserve to be called humans, do indulge in such practices, but not all and somehow somewhere we are worse off without ragging. Now that the politicaly correct stance is out of the way, i will just like to put a few pointers as to how and why, I being ragged helped me. I too went to an engineering college (most of those who read this will know) and like every single one of the freshers, i was scared...