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Updates as of 3rd May, ’09

Part 1

Plenty of things have happened ever since the humble beginnings of this semester that just ended with my last exam 4 days ago. Let me try summing up how things went this semester – which should’ve been my last semester here in my campus. I’m still unsure of the current state (OARS likes to keep secrets from me until a select date, what can I do?)

Right before this semester started, I remember partying* almost everyday. It was the winters I stayed back for to jumpstart on my second part of the BTP, but it turned out to lead me on a whole different path altogether. The semester starts and a few classes were attended. Soon, the “everyday partying” mode kicked back into our (the ones who were partying) lives. I’ll refrain from mentioning any detail regarding the others. This new way of life was, well, new to me. Partying everyday only to end up lethargic enough to not do anything else for almost a couple or more months during a semester – woah! How irresponsible and devoid of self-discipline I must’ve been. I was the kind of person who was largely amotivated and had no long term goals at that point. To keep up with my lethargic life and give time to partying, I cut myself off from other activities I kept myself busy with.

In the second half of the semester I had reached such a crazy state that I couldn’t sleep well without partying that night. It took me some self-realisation, re-orientation towards my purpose in being a student at this campus and most importantly, strong-minded individuals to help me get back on track. And boy was it a good one. It feels good to be reborn this way. Makes one think about the future once in a while rather than live completely for the present.

Evenings spent with a certain individual thinking back on how things went helped me reshape myself. The “everyday partying” mode that I had been in wasn’t completely a bad thing, it had its own share of pluses and minuses. The decision I made was to stick with moderation and to give up on certain things altogether. I’m just glad I’m making my own decisions. People aren’t the only things that can influence the state of mind. There are other things too.

I blame nobody at this point. It’s quite unfortunate if I’ll have to stay back in the campus for a while longer. But I’m glad I’m a different person today. On the other hand, maybe I wouldn’t have minded my “everyday partying” mode much had I been better off in life. You know? Like an owner of an island off the Pacific or something. Living my own life. But that’s not the case. I’m a student. I need to dedicate time to being one.

partying: wasn’t really celebrating anything, started off purely as a recreational activity and turned into a daily, dull-ish chore. Mind altering intoxicants were involved.

Part 2

This section is dedicated to observations I’ve been making on the people around me in this not-so-normal (temporary) human settlement. Let me list a few characteristics of the environment: The weather here ranges from one extreme to the other. Everyone gets a share of their favourite weather. Food – good for some, bad for some, unbearable for some. Totally skewed male-to-female ratio. Amotivated students. Motivated students. Good faculty. Old-school faculty. Comfort-oriented, make-lots-of-money-as-soon-as-possible kind of students. Whacky, I’m-the-next-avatar-of-Lord-Vishnu kind of students. I’m-perfectly-right-and-everyone-else-is-a-retard kind of students.

This list doesn’t end so easily. This place, as an environment to aspiring engineers, scientists and researchers, consists of a wide variety of inhabitants where plenty of them genuinely require help and constant evaluation at regular intervals to help to re-orient themselves to their true purpose in being here – as a minimum requirement. I mean, come on, this place is supposed to serve a few purposes, quite specific ones at that. Once a student is able to focus with that, if he’s got the time, he can go in directions that don’t affect his focus as much as he pleases. Actually, I’d have loved to refer to a document of sorts that lists what is expected of of a student in this campus. I’m unable to find it on the institute website and if such a document really exists, it’d be a good document to look into once in a while.

These are, at best, observations and suggestions. I don’t want to make judgments on any individual. I prefer humility and losing once in a while rather than having to go off my top and belittle a person because it didn’t fit my view of things or whatever it is that should’ve made me boil with anger or fill me with the need to “correct” a person so I can “satisfy” myself. Or maybe this is how some are accustomed to satisfying themselves. It’s pretty messy towards people who haven’t learnt to adopt a nonchalant nature when it’s called for. Washing dirty linen in the public? No thanks.

Part 3

The undergrad students in the newer batches seem to be a lot more focused compared to the ones in my batch. A friend of mine went “just as I thought” when I mentioned this to him with the anti-ragging initiatives in mind. He says (and I agree with him, empathise even) that the “ragging” sessions that take place during the first fifteen days of a fresher’s stay here is detrimental to their lives in various ways for the rest of their lives here and beyond. One of the ways in which it affects the not so careful fresher is his being accustomed to a mediochre student life. Missing classes, gaming, movies, tv series, intoxicants, and so on are some of the obvious side effects of these “interaction sessions”.

I belong to the Y4 batch and I’m in touch with students from the younger batches (Y5, Y6 and Y7). This semester (and the previous one) I happened to witness certain things that were quite different from how things used to be in the Y4 and Y5 batches. The anti-ragging initiatives were active from the Y6 batch onwards. Lucky chaps. You can see them attend a lot more (CS classes, I happen to be in the CS department so I’ll refrain from talking about the other departments – some departments are known to drive students in their final years crazy) classes, with plenty of scoring A’s and living a decent student life. Man! I wish I had been in their batch.

Things have begun to look a lot brighter now. The newer, younger faculty too are just as sincere and simply superb. It relieves me personally to think that these faculty won’t lose hope and continue to give their best in this symbiotic relationship that’s supposed to exist in this place. Had such faculty been initially exposed (and continued to be exposed for a few batches down the line) to batches such as ours who’ve been “ragged”, who knows, they might lose hope in students down the line and turn harder or rigid.

Note to self: Exercise your body (that includes your brain) regularly and stop being a prick.

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Software Worldly Matters

One of those things that annoy the hell out of you

This thing has always been annoying me for several years now. Ever since Yahoo! or MSN started their Indian portals, the most prominent ads that were ever showed on these portals were almost always related to matrimony. It’s as if the the target-audience – Indians – are desperately looking for wives wherever they go, even on the internet. There are little or no ads which go “looking for an adult tonight? ;)” but only traditionally clothed brides smiling “marry me, darling”. Just look at this:

Such ads are an insult!
Such ads are an insult!

First, it’s not even an Indian website. Just because my IP is Indian doesn’t mean I should be bombarded with such crap. Ugh, talking about Indian IPs, things such as Yahoo! videos or Pandora (that music-related Web 2.0 thing) don’t work.

Second, just look at the screen real-estate it uses. Orange, fugly ads on my technocrat website.

Third, I haven’t been noticing this nonsense for two years and guess why? All thanks to this highly recommended addon for Firefox called Adblock-Plus (and I haven’t installed it yet on this workstation). And yes, the reason I don’t use Opera is because their adblock thing comes nowhere close to ABP. If I get a comment such as this for this post – I won’t even bother replying to it.

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College Life Worldly Matters

Of terrorists, wasps and paranoia

I’ve always wondered why most westerners turn paranoid with an Arab working amidst them or even with wrongly caught Indian Sikhs at airports on suspicions of terrorism without actually confirming their intentions. Sometimes, I see these Arab comedians who talk about how stigmatised it is to live the life of an Arab in these western countries as westerners themselves. I’ve felt bad for the Arabs for this. But when news such as this shows up every now and then, it makes me think – maybe they’re not wrong for being so paranoid.

It is difficult to see who’s a terrorist and who’s not. I know, you’d tell me to understand the Arab culture first and then you won’t have such trouble (or something along those lines). But, no, it’s not that simple. Once stung, you’ll want to take lesser chances, unless you’re this guy who was with us until last year ;/

We have these orange coloured wasps here which are pretty actively roaming around looking for human prey to sting. They usually settle in humble places such as AC switches or the Library’s nook and corners. My policy with these little guys is to not aggravate them or bother with them. Even if they’re in my room, I just let them fly around and lead them out of the room if possible. Rahul Saraf, on the other hand, always found it amusing or I-don’t-know-what to go and slap these AC switches whenever he walks past them. And out come these wasps and bite his cheeks :D. Funny part is, he doesn’t get it. He’s done that thrice and has been stung on the same spot thrice ;/

Some of my other pals just squash them at sight. I’ve told them not to do that and also proposed a theory to them which goes like “these wasps remember you by smell, they’ll haunt you if you happen to harm them even once. If you leave them alone, they’ll leave you alone too”. Holds true for me, at least the second part does. I’ve even woken up without any stings on my body with these little ones flying around in my room all night. (Yes, I’m a nature-person. Er, don’t ask me about the geckos now ;v)

So, coming back to what I started off with. Even if you understood the Islamic people well, in places such as Britain, which is a place where Islamic people from different parts of the world are settled for quite some time now, it’s still difficult to pick the odd one out. Some suspect that the Islamic locals “protect” these potential terrorists until they say good bye during a suicide bombing session. In such scenarios, I’d probably be just as paranoid.

I’ll dream of world peace, as I lie down to sleep now, in the CSE lab.