Arbit creativity

So as I had mentioned in some earlier post, I have taken a course which has writing of an autobiography as a part of the evaluation parameter. From the past many days I am thinking of how to start the autobiography and was hitting the writers block again and again. Yesterday night, I decided I need to start on it, sat in front of my comp with a new word doc open and stared at it for more than half an hour, but just didn't know where to start from.

Frustrated, I switched off the light and hit the bed, hoping for some creativity to strike me. After rolling around for half an hour, creativity did strike me, though not in the way i intended. All i could write at 4:30 am is this poem. Though it doesn't rhyme and could be called no more than a collection of words, let alone a poem, I would like to call it a poem. Considering that I usually don't write poems or anything that rhyme, I do believe that I am entitled to think so.

So this is what my sleepless brain could conjure in the name of creativity.

As she sat in her royal chair

The princess looked contented

Down in the ground stood many

Her hand it is they contended.

Many were there in the battle ground

All the heirs to some well known crown

But they line up against each other

To win the hand of the princess grown

All were there to win the same thing

It was the princess’ hand

But each had a reason of their own

Known only to their hand

Some wanted the kingdom

To which the princess was the heir

Some loved her beautiful face

Some loved her lovely hair

There I stood on the ground

As a contender in the ring

All the contenders other

Were sons of noble king

As I stood in the corner

Waiting the battle to start

I stole a glance at the princess

The queen of my heart

No one believed in me

I knew it deep in my heart

Not even my sweet princess

The ruler of my heart

I know I don’t have the valour

With which the princes are born

I know I wasn’t even a prince

I was a commoner born

But still I stood in the ground

To fight my battle last

Just to prove my love

I will fight till the last

I know I stand no chance

Before the noble kings

But still I fight this battle

Armed with my love for thee

A beautiful marriage it was

A splendorous ritual

Witness it my body did

Separated from its soul

-Stier

PS: I think i will put this into my autobiography. Though in which section is still a big question mark even to me.

PPS: Please excuse the grammar. Pretty poor in it.

PPPS: Last of the Ps and Ss, I promise... Any suggestions for the title of the poem is welcome

Utter nonsense

Yeah thats what it is ... What is happening around and this post ... and i think this blog too. So, we have a group of militants or terrorists or whoever they are happily going around bombing everywhere in our country and all our honorable (sic) home minister has to say is " A few cowards are trying to test our patience etc etc etc". Watching it on CNN-IBN, i had a de javu. Hadn't this same guy told the same things around a month ago ??? Is it a repeat telecast ??? Well I come back to my room, log on to net (wonder when i log off anyways) and see that it is not just me who felt the same way. And it was not a repeat telecast... Now, how much low can this person go?? And then what does he say ??? "We are just coming back to life after an attack and these ppl do it again". Hello Mr Home Minister are u pleading with them to give you some time???

Well thats one thing. And then there was this party organized to welcome the steppers into the campus. Thank God, i skipped it and watched a good movie instead. Reports from the party wouldn't make a nice reading anyways...so chuck it.

Regarding the movie, a beatiful wonderful movie called "A Wednesday". Just watch it if u haven't . It is really amazing and having watched it on the same day of the wonderful wonderful statement of our home minister, I somehow feel that is the only way to go. I don't want to give out a lot on the movie over here... but all i could say is that it has come out at the right time.

And regarding myself, well have been in a really bad mood nowadays.. Don't know the reason, (OK I won't tell the reason) but feel really miserable. Yeah this is the 5th term when i should enjoy, but i am actually pissed off with what a few ppl around here consider me to be. Just hope I get a really good chance to prove these #@@$#@$ wrong.

OK coming back from that rant, been in a really bad mood nowadays. And it is not that i have nothing to do. I have a project with the Initiative for Community Actions club of which i am a part and we haven't yet started on it. Then I have this really awesome course called Management of Self in Organizations. One of the evaluative parameter for the course is that we have to write our autobiography. Awesome way to evaluate people. And I was planning that I will start writing from the first day that I get this course.

Next we have a student body called ISG, which takes care of our extranet and the details of the courseweb where we get the course materials and other things which are uploaded by the profs etc. The ISG started a new initiative called as the ISG_Academic Committee and I am a part of it. We are a group of 5 people who handle around 5 subjects each and takes responsibility of updating the students on the stuffs which happened in each class and also any pre-readings or activities which need to be done before the next class or any submissions to be done on the day of the class. This is one activity which we are really excited in and hopefully we could maintain this level of excitement, so that it could continue through to the next batch and so on. Having said all these, I really think that the present ISG head has to choose a capable enough successor, who has the same level of enthu that he has.

And as usual, we have the students council. Yes, we are excited about our roles over here too and we need to give something back to the institution. We need to make a change which can have a lasting impact on the campus and possible help the batches to come. We are working on that right now and we have a really short duration as our term comes to an end by november end or december. We need to really get this thing done.

But yeah, even though i am in all these things, I am yet to get off from my foul mood. Today, it has been a bit better, coz i did go around and spoke to someone who could lighten my mood, even though could speak only for a couple of minutes as this person as usual has to rush out. And yeah, could catch up with a friend in some other insti too... All these talking did lighten my mood... but still.....

PS: Yeah now i really feel this post is an utter nonsense.... and so is this blog.

The 5th term bliss begins ....

Back to the campus after the term break, could call this period nothing but the absolute bliss. 10 classroom sessions spread over the week (the least since first term), nothing to study (shopping week going on) and nothing to do.

Saw Jaane bhi do yaaro, C Kkompany (who is this wierd numerologist whom Ekta Kapoor visits every time she needs to name something), Rock On (Gold class in Fame, spending 350 bucks), finished reading Picadilly Jim and the 3 mistakes of my life. All these with sleeping atleast 7-8 hrs every day and in the past 2 days .... atleast 12 hrs everyday. The ways you can spend productively as long as it has nothing to do with studies :)

Well looking at the courses which i am taking, i could say that Archana, a friend of mine over here, is absolutely true. Some people do have r**e fantasies and looks like i am one of them. I don't think anybody would like to take loaded course in the 5th and 6th term and here i am taking Commercial Banking, having a project, midterm and an endterm - in other words a "pain", Country Risk Analysis, having quiz in all the classes ( u miss a class u miss a quiz), project, case analysis and class exercises, economics - my nemesis, but the only time i can be in the same class as some one else, and Management of Self in Organization - write a review on a movie, novel or some lyrics, end-term and write an autobiography (yes you heard it right ... an autobiography) and its analysis. The last course mentioned though is not sure as it will go into bidding and lottery and knowing my luck all these years, i might not even get it.

Coming back to the movies and the books i read...Rock On was an awesome movie, though in some parts it was boring, but could say it was a well thought out and well directed movie and Farhan Akthar was awesome in the movie. And know what??? I feel he sings well too... Really loved the songs composed by SEL and sung by Farhan Akthar. All I could say was that i did not feel too bad for spending 350 bucks on that ticket and watching the movie in the night show.

C Kkompany.... Thank god i didn't spend a single pie on this piece of shit. Not an iota of comedy though it boasts of Rajpal Yadav and Tusshar Kapoor. But what else can you expect from Ekta Kapoor of the K-Series fame. Though Mithunda tries to evoke some laughter from us, sorry da, couldn't find a single funny instance and apart from that the story did suckkk.

Regarding the 3 mistakes of my life, all i could say is that it is a typical Chetan Bhagat novel. Yes, he has lost his touch of the 5 point some one. That is his best novel any day. One night at a call center was slightly bad than 5 point some one, and this book is a touch down on the one night at a call center story. All I have to say is, it is a good time pass book, if you want to read some bollywood type of story.

I can't but wonder how in all his novel, the main protagonist gets his girl in the end. And it is not that the person tries really hard to impress the girl and all. Its more like khuda breaking open the chath to just drop this all lovy-dovey girl into his lap. And here we are, the normal human beings, where we see soo many guys desperately trying to woo someone and failing in the effort and having nothing else to do but thank khuda for not breaking the chath, as all he gets whenever Khuda does is nothing but heaps of misery piled on him.

Well whatever, but all these sleeping in the past two days has left me insomniac in the night now ... and now it is 6:40 in the morning and i am sitting and typing this post after a night-out doing nothing.

The nightmare called Term 4

Time has rolled on. After the nightmare called the 4th term, there is now the bliss called as the 5th term. Thinking back, 4th term must be the badla (revenge) which the institute takes of all the free-ridings and laziness of the students during the preceding 3 terms. As far as I could see, there was not a single student who enjoyed 4th term.

Yes we had the fresh batch coming in, new facchas and the facchis and all the joys of getting acquainted with them, but along came the cases, projects, write ups et all and the sorrows which they get along with them. With the term shortening, the projects piling, the fuses of temper for some blew out, minor mistakes took major proportions and major mistakes ... abnormal proportions.

Well all was not bad with the 4th term. It was the term when the PPOs or the pappus as it is better known, started rolling in. With PPOs we could see the erstwhile hard workers turn into the free-riders of the term and some turning on their GQ (Geelagiri Quotient) a notch more started flirting all around. Whoever said gossiping is bad never knew the fun involved in it. To cater to all these gossip inclined citizens of Joka land, DDCG came into existence and what a hit it was. The whole campus was tuned into this piece of information which would come on any time during the day ( mostly in the night though) through the lifeline of the campus, IP Messenger.

Though the standard of the gossips declined as the days went on to finally disappear altogether, DDCG did diversify into various other areas like campus radio to provide entertainment to the students. Though off late i could say that DDCG has been wiped out so much that it does not even exist now.

So much for the past. But the term did give us a lot of "pain". I get a week of term break and i spend it trying to complete two project reports. That reminds me ... still have a project report to submit and the person supposed to do one part has free rode on that and has gone off on STEP. Well that is the thing with most of the Pappu-dhaaris anyways.

And oh yeah, Term 4 was unforgettable for one more reason. This was the term when i was blessed with a cute little niece. The sleeping beauty (well she does sleep most of the 24 hrs ala me ) is named Ananya and she is really a cutie-pie.