Thursday, July 25, 2013

Take my breath take my breath ... away!

                         Closing lines of a popular number to begin this post....wondering? Well, I will share the logic a bit later but through this post, I just want to confess that having seen the profile of the faculty members who have been trying to drill some sense into our hard nuts since commencement of IVth Trimester, I cannot help but smile and bumble these lines to the EBS. Yes, one feels blessed to be in company of such experienced, learned and graceful company.

                  Coming to the logic part..... the concluding lines of the number have been used here so as to actually mark the end of this blog. It has been a fantastic journey of more than 50 posts and 3000 plus visits and it has been so one only  because of your support and affection. You ask me the reason for such a sudden closure and I have none; it is just that, as per my opinion, this is how it needs to wind up. All of us have come a long way since my first interaction with EBS well over a year ago. And the travel, with all its humps and lows, has been progressive and one signifying growth and maturity. 

                             I thank each one of you, my dear friends! May the journey continue sans this blog and may you all do so well that one day EBS is forced to turn around and whisper these lines to you ..."You take my breath take my breath ... away!"
   
                                  Adieu!

Friday, July 19, 2013

The Monsoon Wedding



                          In my thinking (its sanity being debatable), nothing can please an institution more than the fact that certain permanent relationships get created in its courtyards. So, here we are; just back from celebrations! Naudie and Deepika tied nuptial knot the day before. We wish the couple a very long and happy married life.....

        The Band-Baaza-Baraat took two days of festivities wherein many EBSians did show up to shake a leg or two. It was fun and a huge joy to see the newlyweds beaming with happiness. 

                However, the event also did prompt many students to say a thing or two about a very strange gesture made by someone when the news was broken in a gathering for the first time. As our BC faculty says, communication is 90% non-verbal........no wonder then that many people read a bit too much (entirely avoidable though) in that unfortunate gesture. But as the good times are on the roll, let us move and not really care..... opinions will always be there. 

              Let me wind up  by wishing the couple all the very best and that too on behalf of all you guys (the well-wishers only!)
                 
                  

Saturday, July 6, 2013

Think Global; Act Local..... Avoiding ताण्डव!

                    Among many other events of different hues and shades that we have had privilege or misfortune (depends whether it was winning cricket world cup twice or unification of two Germanies or Sqn Leader Sharma in space OR Tsumani in SE Asia or WTC attacks or scams and scandals....and the list goes on and on and on!), our generation is in the process of witnessing a catastrophe in Uttarakhand. I say,'in the process' because no one really knows when the tragedy will get over finally. I am afraid it will be long after people of my vintage are gone because such scars (more because of inhumane acts than floods per se) take a lifetime to heal.....ask those who have survived the ordeal!
       
         Debates on TV and articles in print media notwithstanding, things have certainly gone wrong somewhere. Some blame it on the mad race to build dams and roads (globally accepted definition of development even though we ignore global safety standards quite conveniently), others see religious reasons like shifting of a statue. I am no authority and want to pass no judgement. Having been to such areas as a traveller, I would (though) confess that one usually got that sick feeling when one drove on certain roads in lower Himalayas. In any case, we need to look ahead and think of  ways to avoid such tragedies. And as a layman, I would go with what Tom Alter had to say a few days ago. He believes, and I support while I quote,"..let us, at least for next five years, do our char-dham yatra as it was being done for centuries before we decided to build roads there!" (I unquote, with errors and modifications) And why not! 

             A pilgrimage is a time to move away from material world, both emotionally and physically. Why attempts must be made to say hello to Gods directly after alighting from your SUVs and not otherwise. Having grown in the lap of the Vaishno Devi and having been there numerous times, I do feel the change. We would soon be, if all goes on as planned,  saying hello to Mother Deity directly after alighting from our vehicles whether electrical or flying! Pilgrimages, if believers are to be believed, are meant for fortunate ones who would be called by sitting deities to present themselves when the moment comes. Today, it is a matter of a few clicks on a website and some currency in the bank and you are ready to 'shout' right in the years of the deity. And yes, you do not mind littering, you do not mind indulging (see my post on Rishikesh..31 March(second part)), you ignore others' comforts and you do throw all courtesies to wind, you click pics where you are not supposed to, you ogle at fair sex and YET you are on a so called 'pilgrimage'.

          I may not be an orthodox believer; I may not see gods in statues and temples but I do feel HIM in my own way. But when, after having seen and having felt upset over all such happenings, I am told that it was cosmic dance of Shiva (ताण्डव ,ie), I tend to believe the rumours. In fact, sounding harsh as I may be, it was long over -due. 

          We must, no doubts, think global while planning developments, duly incorporating global standards of safety and disaster management. But not every area on this globe is amenable to constructions and blastings and we must have the good sense to accept such realities with grace because if we have the intelligence to overcome such hurdles, we must also possess the ability to assess the stakes that get thrown in and the likely costs that might have to be paid on a bad day. I do not intend indulging into facts and debates as to electricity produced at place A gets utilised where finally nor do I pretend to be Mr Know All. All that I would request my countrymen, the wise men ie, that while going in for world class projects, lets realistically assess local conditions and ground realities and then see if prevailing global safety standards can fit the  mosaic. And if any compromise is made with the safety and that too in a good faith, let us first create a balance sheet and see the likely costs that will have to be paid if the idea backfires. Ask me, I would rather remain cut off, would rather read in a kerosene -lit diya rather than usher in a culture where corpses are mutilated and survivors extorted in a land that is believed to be inhabited by our deities and gods. In any case, I will do everything to make sure that I am not made to witness the ताण्डव  that our generation has had the misfortune of watching helplessly as videos from the cursed hills descended on our computer and TV screens. I do not ever want to hear stories about what goons did to helpless victims in a land where Lord Shiva's गन  are believed to be roaming!


Thursday, July 4, 2013

The Summer Inferno

                       The Summer Inferno (or did they call it Summer Internship?) is coming to an end and what an experience it has been! The place of the event, ie Bangalore (or Bangaluru as some die-hards would like to refer to it as) is not the one you would normally associate with high ambient temperatures, let alone being an inferno. So, it had something to do with the activities and experience. And if it were a sign of the things to come in the lives of most of us, life is gonna be one hell of a struggle for next few years.
                       
                        Looking at the positive side, there have been some great learning points too. One big lesson is that there are no free lunches in a party called life. Also, it would be our ability to apply rather than mug up theories that would see us through rough times and not-so-friendly climes. I am sure everyone of us have picked of lessons like this and this experience will not go waste. 

                              If I were to cast in my vote whether to have such an activity (internship, ie) or not, I will not think even once before voting for a "yes"*. And the * denotes the famous fine-print that invariably reads,"conditions apply". And my condition in this is that at least informally, lets refer to it as Summer INFERNO!