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Congos!!! to Abhinav Uppal, Rohit Jain, Rhishabh Garg, Manish Bansal, Ankur Badonia, Avinash Kumar, Varun Gupta, Swetabh Pathak and Pinak Dattaray for "Spoiling" our first French Stage Performance.

Here we are "Unscrewing" it.

French Fries....

Disclaimer: This post should be read in a good spirit as the author never wanted to hurt or defame any one. If any one felt anything bad, the author apologizes.

I was longing to write this, and today finally I get the “envie” to stick my bums to my chair and start pressing the keys to this effect (probably, subject to the condition that I do not deviate). Well, this is my first pen-down on my, or rather ‘our’ experiences in the FRANCOPHONIC French Classes, loved by all, and detested by all too, for some reasons. Why they shouldn’t? Given the divine presence of great souls (18 of us) and a teacher (‘paidayishi bigadi hui’, who got the pleasure of being called our belle mère) and another one, who is a bit more calmer but equally interesting.

Now,

Question # 1: What is this all about?
Answer: I don’t know.

Question #2: Who are these 18?
Answer: These are some extremely contagious maniacs of IIT Delhi caught for their highly unintended activities and sentenced “Desh Nikala” for 4 months.

Question #3: Why are they learning French?
Answer: By a written decree signed by ‘Man in BLACK’, it became a part of the sentence.

Question #4: Where are they being sent?
Answer: A Hexagon shaped beautiful country. What’s there in the name? It is soon going to be re-established under the title of BODO-LAND.

Question #5: Are things coming ahead worth reading?
Answer: No. Proceed at your own risk.

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I’ll start now describing some of us..
Let me take the pleasure of taking my first pick on Ankur Badonia. Loved by all, pyara BODO :P. He’s a LEGEND. A wonderful singer I must say. But what’s special about him is his way of thinking. When he starts, he is carried away so strongly by his strong stream of emotions that he completely forgets where he is, and what is he saying. I wish to make a movie on him, From Jabalpur to Delhi. The sequel will be From Delhi to France. His theories, must be published somewhere, need patient reader though. God help him in France with his vegan habits, and I also pray that he never becomes non vegetarian (Else he will, by another of his theories, will never mind eating humans). In short, we can describe him whole by his childish behavior. A really Lucky Mismatch, for he’s going to Paris, and that too with Swetabh.

Swetabh Pathak, an adventurous guy, with his peculiar beckham hair style, and sudden blurts in the typical EDLC guy style, which will make the whole group lull.

Next comes Avinash Kumar (polar), ha haha ha haha. No I’m not laughing. This is Avinash. He can find practically anything funny and make a joke out of it. Without him, our group really misses a large chunk (physically ;) and) of Masti.

Rohit Jain, Rohit you are adorable. This is what everybody tells him. Always seen in a casual mood with half pants on, his company is never boring. Always logical and ever eager to read French texts in class. He’s also a important thread between IIT related formalities and us, (Man in BLACK ka ladla jo hai).

Rhishabh Garg, our chotu and Dude (and Doodh). I really fail to understand that what happens to him in class sometimes, when ‘talks about girls’ start. His active participation has not kept even Ishani Madame (‘paidayishi bigadi hui’), from noticing his erotic thoughts.

Sidharth Telang (Sid), one who never loses the opportunity to doze of in the class, when nobody is looking. Mostly it is he who gives company to Rohit in wearing half pants. A good actor, (check out for more details).

Pinak Dattaray (Pappu), he should have come a bit earlier in this list. But never mind. Pinak aka pappu aka pinoquio aka drôle . If Harry Potter was the boy who lived, pappu is the guy who made us laugh. One who longs to be a good engineer, can be seen in one corner of our class, scratching is head for something I don’t know, and exhibiting his really strong Bengali Buddhi. But in the end he’s a fake Bengali, and we all love him for that.

It’s getting really long and I must content myself by just mentioning others, Ankit Narang (Smiley), G Avinash (Ganna), Ketan Bansal (Confused Kitty), Bipul Sinha (Angry Young Man), Saurabh Gupta (Sodha), Abhinav Uppal (Whisky), Varun Gupta, and last but not least, me.

But wait a minute I think I forgot something. Girls. Sorry. But wasn’t it obvious? But still let me do the wrong right. (I don’t wanna be executed). So here they are

Vailina Tulsani (Vehli): Don’t have much to describe, but what I have come to know about her for certain is that she must be some mafia in her earlier life. Too dangerous. The way she scared away Ketan the other Day for giving his (in)famous Ketan’s Law of French ( Masculine dominates over feminine etc.) gave me goose bumps.

Bhagyashree (Bhaggo): Not Bhaago. She’s calm, doesn’t speak much, But makes a great pair with the previous one.

Isha Singla: No nick name till now. Right now she's not in our group, but she's certainly one of us, maniacs.

Akriti Bhalla: No nickname again. We all wonder why she in the first place comes to learn French. Already having B2 types of French Proficiency, she numbs us all with her sentences when we are still thinking of how to start and which tense should be put in.

TENSES……. Nightmares of French Language...

A nice topic to pull this blog more.

to be continued……………………….

Has 'To live' become a duty?

DISCLAIMER: This post is only the gush of feelings of the writer, and are not meant to be related to any person, or to hurt someone's sentiments.

The average life expectancy of an Indian is about 60 years. But If one thinks profoundly, it will become really difficult for most of us today to answer that why do we live? What is the purpose of our living these 60-65 years? Has “to live” become a mere duty, an obligation for us? If we look around, the response seems to be affirmative.

Now let’s just review. What does a man do normally in India ( I have no right to comment on other countries about whom I know a little). After taking birth, a child is put into a school, where he learns; or rather rote learns his lessons. Then to get into a professional college, one carelessly devotes his/her childhood amidst loads of papers with black ink blotted over. Soon after getting degree he joins a job or takes up some means of livelihood, working on an 8-5 routine, making an honorable man out of himself. After marriage he devotes himself making a similar self out of his next generation. And towards the end his life, one just waits and watches. Many people live their life without even reflecting on life itself or its meaning for them. Their life may be full of activities. They may marry, have a family, children, have a high paying job, run multifarious businesses, have degrees, or become scientists or actors or singers. But still they have no clear idea of their life. I don’t say there is something wrong in living such a life. But the point is that what difference it would have made if this person had never been born? Even animal live a similar life. But animals don’t have much choice than to live, but we humans can think, we are intelligent beings, we are innovative, we are creative, and we have a society. Where is our sense of creation? Isn’t there a need to change our ways? How many of us know why they are in this world and what their purpose to live is? Are we living with a burden on ourselves?

Well first of all let me quench all those who might be thinking where I am leading to. Frustration of living life is crystal visible these days. Tell me, what suicides, terrorism, corruption, molestation, depression, meaning less fights over issues created by some stupid politicians or some staunch religious followers, etc. means other than an internal turmoil of our mind over the purpose of our living. I accept the philosophers’ point of view that one can never live life if one goes on for searching the meaning of his life. Because human existence has no real meaning or purpose because human existence occurred out of a random chance in nature, and anything that exists by chance has no intended purpose. But that never means that we let it flow like water unbound. But still I also believe that life is a wonderful asset. What idiot wants to search the purpose of life. Just LIVE your life.60 years are a hell lot of time if we really want to use it.

There have been many attempts since the big bang to give a meaning to one’s life. The most conspicuous one being religion. But there is a flaw even in this. Most of us think religion to be praying to god every day for well being, going to temples, mosques or churches etc. But we do not even try to read what the scriptures say about the religion. Why? Are we too busy? Religion has actually lost its meaning. In real terms the only religion we follow is the quest to gain more. More fame, more money, more success, more satisfaction. Ahhh. Sorry to say, but this always remains a quest. Why, because we didn’t have any purpose for the quest, no limit. We die with all we have incurred left in the pit of grave behind. Where did the satisfaction come?

That also is on account of our social culture. I feel this vicious circle has become so large, that it has become next to impossible to break it. One actually breaks himself of from others, in an attempt to break away from this to and fro type of life. Because anything non customary is regarded as a taboo. Because one has to pay to this society even to buy food and shelter for him. Now that’s also ironical and funny. We all were born on this planet with equal probability. Then why do I have to pay someone for living on it. Anyways leave it, why to divert from our topic. Where was I? Yeah… Every change requires an effort, sacrifice. We must bring this change today. It’s solely on the shoulders of us, the youngsters to break this ice. (I don’t hope anything from elders.) I appeal, don’t live life like a duty, but a right, right to enjoy it, right to live it, right to satisfy someone, if not others then at least yourself. So that you never repent dying thinking you could not do what you wanted to during your lifetime, and wishing to get some more time to live, but dying happily. Content with your achievement, without regret, with a smile on your face, and probably on somebody else’s face too.

Flashback...

It has been almost a year since I wrote for this blog. It’s not that I didn’t have any idea pushing itself out of me. But my life was swirling in whirlwinds so strong that things went more of their own than my way. Last semester was really a very busy one. Eventful also. From the very starting I was required to devote into things like preparations for Exchange, Applying for Summer Internships, Grooming my CV with all types of Nonsense things which a person might not even possess or like to possess. And not to mention my curricular studies. I don’t need to prove to anybody that 4th semester of Electrical Engineering at IIT Delhi is the most pissing one. It was somewhat definitely for me. With 27.5 credits (codis) in hand, including a lab and a project course. And if you are unlucky enough to get Professors (EEL 203) like those I had then you better don’t keep any false hopes.

But I never said that I didn’t enjoy my time. How can one shun away with POLTU. And that too when you are the core member. Poltu is like a horse-riding competition can be enjoyed the most when you play with it (pun intended). But when you get in the race and that too without knowing which horse will you ride, it really becomes painful (Hell Down Under). That was the case for me initially. But finally just in time, I was saved. I got selected for the Exchange program to France. I will give more details later. But for now, this was the most splendid feeling I had ever had in my life. For two reasons, First being that I was among those 25 lucky and special ones who get to spend their one semester overseas in France, Europe. WOW. Now this doesn’t need any explanation isn’t it? Europe, the most beautiful place to have a break, and that too with your friends for 4 months! But the second reason was a more personal one and a bit mean too (those very close to me in Poltu will understand). Now since I was going next year I was not a candidate for any post in upcoming elections!!! And as I responsible part of this fraternity, I was just to sit and think and rally for others. It was so great an experience. Sitting late in nights, in rooms packed with 9-10 others, deciding over nothing, but still serious issues. It was not very fruitful though. We lost all the Internal Elections. But we IITians are fighter till the core, till end. There were external elections left. And just on the count support of 0.3 we managed AIC G.Sec and one RCA Secy. Congos. This was not at all a free lunch if anyone is have false notions developing. It took a lot of planning, sentiaps with personal contacts and yeah, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Soon the dust settled, but like seasons, the things will repeat definitely. I learnt a lot from all the events, about true human nature, reading others mind and making strategies and risk management etc. But what I gained was friendship. And a very important lesson. No rather two. One, that you always win a heart by having a helping hand ready for someone and a giving him a cosy reaction. Second, If you don’t work hard, you get screwed. Yup. I screwed my CGPA.

That was not solely because of poltu, that I didn’t study, but also because I had too much of something and couldn’t handle it. Yeah a very painful experience. Like all, I was also crazy to go for a foreign internship in upcoming summers (that are going on now, and I am in India HEHE ). And luckily unlike others I got one too. And that too a nice one in University of Illinois. But One can’t have Laddus in both hands. Because of my Exchange to France I was forced to stay here, in delhi, scorched with heat, to learn a stupid funny language- French. So I had to drop my intern. But it didn’t go as easily as It goes here. For whole of the month of April and sometimes even later, I could be found scratching my head thinking of whether to opt for Exchange or Intern along with my fellow buddy Upadhayay ji, having a similar case as mine. We imagined all stupid things also to go for both. Why shouldn’t we, when we had got a chance. Now I was really too much obsessed and too much afraid to make a wrong decision. Hence I kept on thinking and thinking ever, in class in my hostel, everywhere. Even today I know it at some corner of my heart that it was really a very stupid thing for me to do as there was actually no decision to be made. I had already made one deep inside me. I chose exchange. But see, that’s me! Any ways I must advise all that one must never think too much and just go on with your conscious as it’s hopefully always right.
Well, that’s enough of writing for this one post. And I am finally really content now with whatever I have and wherever I am, and am looking forward to a really joyful period ahead in France and after. It’s quite possible that after reading this you all must have felt like kicking me for telling all this boring story. But excuse me. This was not mandatory to be read. This was really special for me and it is my blog so I will post whatever I like. I can never forget those days of preparing for Exchange selection, Internship applications, Poltu, Decisions, Friends, Upadhayay ji, Prof. Kale, our Deepansh Choudhary sahib from Canada.
OHHH.. I MUST NOT START ALL OVER AGAIN….