Saturday, December 1, 2007

Something about EC....

"Its RVCE-E&C combination this year"--these were the exact words from the Deccan Herald on the day after CET Councelling,Engineering round-Day1.From that very day i began to wonder "wats about EC in RV?????".I was fortunate enough to get into RVCE to have a look at 'the most sought after branch in the sate of Karnataka' myself.
The first look at the department building shows no characteristics of being the 'colloseum of technical education' which it is hyped to be.I asked my friend wat he thought about this and he said "Y u want all this da ??..no good girls only in EC".I was satisfied with the answer due to the fact that i had no more impetus to investigate this very peculiar trend in the ELITE STUDENTS of the state which shares its borders with TN,Kerala,AP and Maharashtra.This was the scenario until we actually met an "EC Student".
It was the second day of college.Me and Nakul sitting in College Bus,are greeted by a very warm smule and the face bearing this smile was fair,and the body holding it was normal.This guy turned out to be Gaurav.He seemed to be one among the nicest guys i have known(he actually is) and as a part of our conversation,he mentioned that he is from "EC".The moment i heard the question,a question escaped my throat--
"CET rank?"
"43" was the answer i got.But there was absolutely no auroa,no arrogance,no "i am EC and u are not"kinda look.
I have now learnt that CET-1 is also in RVCE EC and that he is among the most polite students in College.So i was thinking and thinking as to wat defines an RV student apart from the single digit and two digit CET ranks.It is their humour,thier perception in many issues which is so unique and funny sometimes--

Gaurav--"Do u know y Electronics fest is named 'E to the power IT',its because the geekiness of EC students is rised to the exponential power to that of IT students"
I swear i could not catch wat he was talking.The fest is named liked that only to show that both the EC and IT departments are taking part.I could not see even a nanometer of another view regarding this issue.

Me-"Look at that girl da..she is that Telecom girl everybody talks about na ?"
Nakul-"yes da,thats the one.hey gautam,is she from ur school??"(Gautam-EC)
Gautam-"yes da,she was in D section.She was studying well.She had once got the 3rdrank in 11th....................................................................everyone says she is cute also"

Finally !!!!!..that was wat we wanted.But its EC u see.
But these guys are among the best.They complete assignments one week before the last day,they attend 3.25 hours off a 3 hour lab.Their marks are somethng like this--
50
49
49
50
47

That 47 is wat fuels them for the next internals."i lost 3 marks in Environmental Science !!!!!!"
There are a lot of things i appreciate in the EC friends of mine,which is applicable to us in all aspects,thier humility.Getting into RVCE EC is not a joke and definitely not something normal.Whether they like it or not,they can choose to be indifferent and arrogant academically towards others because they are licensed to do so[academically ONLY].But they are the most humble,nicest,over-the-top kinda people u can find.

"You earn respect by showing wat u have,rather than by telling wat u are going to have"

POSITIVE

As my fellow contributor has officially taken up Gowda bashing; I thought lets write something for the occasion. Yup, its World AIDS Day today and I would like to review a short docu. I saw yesterday on NDTV. It was named Positive (directed by farhan akthar) and was screened at the ongoing IIFI,Goa. It’s the story of how a son initially distances himself from his father(played by the the great Boman irani) on knowing that he has contracted aids, but later realizes that he just cant leave his father in his last days. It’s a narration by the son himself and starts from his childhood; how he and his father enjoyed the good times and how he had held him in high respect… His father, a photographer would be having secret liaisons with a model he shoots for. This results in a daily squabble with his wife (played by the inimitable Shabana azmi). Boy grows up listening to his dear papa’s “ye toh sab kaam mein hota hain”. He later decides to move out for further studies. 2 years later his mom informs him about his papa’s aids condition. He rushes back to India and visits the hospital where his dad is admitted. He is unable to digest the fact that it his own papa lying on the bed in a pathetic condition. He rushes back home and decides never to go back again. He realizes that all the money is being spent on his dad’s treatment and that there isn’t any left for his next sem . This irritates him to the core. “Why should we suffer like this ma?”, he retorts when his mom asks him to look after his father. She replies” He is your dad after all. Running away from someone who committed a mistake is easy but not in this form.” How can you say this ma? Didn’t he cheat you?”,” I should have left him earlier to absolve myself of all this. But not now; when he needs us the most…” The silence which follows is of introspection… Next day when wheels out his dad in the hospital He asks for a camera; that’s when the son really blows his lid,” we sold everything for your treatment. You didn’t care about me nor amma.” And walks away leaving boman to shed silent tears…. (I loved this scene especially for the intense acting by these 2). The next day when he cools down he takes the camera and a tripod to the hospital and together they shoot some beautiful pictures and bond so well in the following days. This activity The movie ends with Shabana and her son holding Boman’s hand as writhes in bed while the doctors take him away…. It really made me to stop and think how people would react if they came to know that their near and dear ones contracted this deadly disease.. It would be a mixture of betrayal, anger, pain, pity… But it never changes facts; does it?. So knowledge about the disease, acceptance of facts and a forgiving nature might just help us in cheering them up and making their last journey a little less painful. Blaming leads us nowhere. So perhaps let us all cultivate a POSITIVE attitude towards the disease and its victims from this special day. All the four movies which premiered at IFFI including POSITIVE are being beamed on all national news channels today…

Saturday, November 24, 2007

"Daddy Daddy,I want to be CM too"

After England's 2-3 defeat against Croatia at The New Wembly,England Boss Steve McLaren was sacked and the hunt for the new manager began.Most of the men in target ruled themselves out of the race for securing "The second most pressurized job in the Footballing world".Mocking this scenario,Sportcenter asked a question on its show which said-"Does anybody want the England Job?".Its the exact scenario in Mr.Farmer's house.

"Kumarswamy,neen CM agtyeno?"
"Illapa,sakagogide"
"Saribidu,nimmanna Revannane agli bidu"


This must be Deve Gowda's tea time talk.one has to remind him that this is not his "Card Club" he is managing,its a state,its a game of managing Peoples' lives.His house might be stinking with the odour of Cellulose and other organic matter due to money rotting,but that does not make him the power who controls this state's future.My talk might be audible to just about 20-30 people,but wat else am i supposed to do ?This is the same feeling in all the people of the state.its not just Deve Gowda,every damn politician is of the same breed[i am in no way qualified to talk about anyones character,i am just talking about work ethics].

My good friend Nakul is elated every time the topic of 'Presidents Rule' comes up."yahoo!Presidents rule is up to April end.Work is going to go faster in Bangalore" is what he says.Maybe this is what everyone wants.Everybody is sick and tired of political dog-fights,blocking roads,taking up most of the news space.The biggest problem is that every joker is a crook.So u have to choose a smarter idiot from a bunch of morons.Every election means emptying the sate's treasury.

State's treasury=Deve Gowda's Pocket Money=People's tax.

In the recent power struggle,it was so evident that the concern for the state was no where to be seen when the power sharing issue took center stage.

I sometimes wish we have educated dictators for every state.I wish we had City States like in Ancient Rome.That would have been an efficient way as the leader is responsible for a lesser number of people thus leading to a 'problem-sharing' scenario.The reason i don't like democracy is summed up by this:

"Democracy is for the people,by the people,of the people.
Here,people=politicians"


No minister feels the responsibility vested upon him.This is very well depicted in the TATA TEA ad where the politician asks which job is does he have to give an interview for ? Its the job of running the Country is the answer he gets.Another scenario is the answer our PM gives after any Terrorist attack.He in his feeble voice"I strongly condemn this attack".Who does not u fool ????? I am not putting the blame on him saying he is responsible for terrorist attack and all that,but just that every fellow takes the job of running INDIA very lightly.The reason i see is,pleasing all communities of people,intentions of securing communal votes.I would not go into this discussion at this point of time.

Another reason for the mockery of justice-ILLITERACY.The Education Minister cannot even spell Education i guess.Wat is the use of having 20 Kannada poems in a BCom degree course??There are so many such issues,like filing an appeal for having reservations in IIM.This discussion brings to my mind a very funny thought-

--There is School opposite my house.EAST WEST PUBLIC SCHOOL.It is owned by a former PT Master.I have nothing against him rising to such heights.But that fellow became the Corporator of an area and then THE BANGALORE CITY MAYOR.On the occasion of Teachers' Day,he was expected to give a talk to all the Government teachers.He started like this--

" Hello to everybody and Welcome.We are here today to celebrate Birthday of Sir M. Visvesvaraya...."
And his secretary was applauding in a way Victorious Gladiators are applauded"

Another disgusting aspect is that of posters.Some fellows picture,all his wives,their husbands,his classmates--everything is one poster on some big road.Wat the f#%k man ?? How can u allow someone to put up a 10-foot poster to wish someone Happy Birthday.We are living in Digital Age with cell phones.Call him and wish him Happy Birthday all night.Who is stopping u ?? but y spoil Bangalore's image by putting up some un-edited pictures of ANIMALS ???That too that HDK showing all sort of postures and his father GHOSTLY-GOWDA showing pictures of him talking on the phone keeping the mouth-piece near his ears.

There are so many issues to be sorted.I pray that we get a very good leader who can at least determine as to which direction this Country must be taken in.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

A very HUMBLE ATTITUDE

There are some people in this world who have a very subtle knack of getting on your nerves.Maybe u get irritated by them,maybe they act wierd or dumb.Keeping apart such trivial issues,there are people who are hated with ease only because of their 'ARROGANCE'.This word ARROGANCE is often used synonimously with one very common word 'ATTITUDE'.This word might be among the 'My Favorites' list in the world of female gossip--
"wat attitude this fellow has ya..he is writing about girls gossiping and all that".
Attitude is something each and every one of us must have.That is wat we are associated with.Ur attitude can be in tune with your character,your outlook,your mindset.People often mistake 'being humble' to 'not having attitude'.Attitude in you must have the right mix of character,courage and it always reflects how you take things in life.But people often put on a false attitude to please people.You always show attitude in something you are good at--
Michael Schumacher stamps Fernando Alonso-y ?---Schumacher is better than him,as simple as it can get.
Akthar glares at Tendulkar,Tendulkar looks down.Akthar comes steaming in and is launched out of the stadium.Tendulkar looks down,Akthar looks up.
So it is very evident that people recognise you only by wat you are good at.You not wanting to talk to ur opposite sex and thinking its attitude if u wait for them to approach you,you are so mistaken,you just lack confidence.
People can take you for a ride unless u set certain standards for urself,you sometimes have to assert ur position.I definitely dont mean asserting ur position 'Deve Gowda Style'-threatening to pull Yediyurappa's plug every alternate day.I think i have my attitude,i show where i am supposed to-but just be humble enough because there is always an option of building a floor on the terrace.
You might be wondering wat makes me think i shuold write about attitude,arre mere dost,The Blog is named "RVCE-My Way Of Life" with a meaning.
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I dont have an attitude problem.
I just have attitude.
You have the problem.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

The Beauty Of Friendship

This world would be full with people and still a lot empty without relationships,be it friendships,love,hatred.Half of ur newspaper is about one fellow hating another,someone being appreciated,some doplomatic stuff(Newspapers other than Times Of India ofcourse).And it is such nice entertainment and gossip taliking about love--"do u know?Rahul asked Priya out"--"Priya??..is he blind?".So it would be so boring without relationships around you.
It is at the same time very confusing to identify relationships.Some people say they are in love.wat do they mean by love ?this is such a common question.but we haven't answered a question which is at a lot lesser level of complexity--wat is friendship ?well,this is my view about it-
The 'FRIEND' term has a lot more weight than girlfriend/boyfriend.In a commitment,there is always a tendancy of changing ur views to impress the other player.u might be cared for,get attention and a lot of other stuff from ur LOVE,but there is always a feeling of living like an animal in a National Park.I am careful not to use the word Zoo,because it cant be so bad.Animals roam around in a National Park quite freely,but there is always a boundary.Friendship is where u live in a forest.Free,beyond the level of impressions.You can be completely free without worrying that you will have to fight with ur LOVE the next day for yawning in between ur conversation.You can call and tell "oye,coming to eat?" instead of "Honey,are u hungry ?do u want to go out and eat?".I am in no way opposing falling in love,but this is just my view.
Friend is not someone who sits next to you,rids u of boredom but rather who listens to everything you have to say,who gives you a helping hand when you need one.Often,people dislike people who oppose thier views.A friend is someone who does the exact same thing when u are wrong.This idea brings to my mind a wonderful quote-
"In a team of two,if one person always agrees with the other,one of them is unecessary"
--Wrigley,Jr.
I already have some wonderful friends.I wish all of u as well could have such friends.I end this rather SERIOUS,PHILOSOPHICAL post by quoting a very nice SMS i once recieved--
"A GOOD FRIEND is one who bails u out when u are in jail,but your BEST FRIEND cant do that.y ???
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Because he is sitting right next to you and muttering,"We are screwed man!"

Thursday, October 25, 2007

The Farmer who bought a Mercedes

Most of u must have seen FLIRTS who change girlfriends every other day without the slightest of regards that the girl cared for him.Such FLIRTS are increasing day by day.ever wondered y ??? Its because its in the food we eat.U see,Deve Gowda,is a FARMER who flirts with peoples future and the future of this state and so obviously its in the food as farmers give us grians and vegetables.English meanings have to be changed if u observe Deve Gowda.He is a POOR FARMER.He is worth just around 2.5k crores.What the f&%k ????? u gotta be kidding me ! if u have such money and still say u are poor,then i have only one logical explanation-he must be eating,breathing and farting diamonds !
The Coalition party a couple of weeks back proved that there is no leader in Karnataka and if the Deve Gowda is considered a leader,words fail me in expressing the miserable state of Karnataka Politics.Lets see-he is not an orator,he is not educated,he is not shrewed-he just knows mathematics and the real estate values of some crucial areas.I believe that the blame is to be put on people for not standing up or are the people too tired of caring ?
This brings to my mind a very nice scenario from History Channel.--The episode was about Osama-bin-ladden.There is a conversation between an American Intelligence agent and the head of the Afghan Left Front,the main enemy of Osama in Afghanistan.The US in assocaition with the Left Front would have planned an attack on Osama but finally withdraws fearing backlash and thus leaving The Left Front exposed to danger.The leader of the left front says one satement which sums up every bit of the situation--"Are there no more men left in Washington?"
Karanataka situation may not be so intense,but there has to be a limit.These jokers cant take us for a ride anymore.One example of public misuse--y does a MLA need a Chevorlet Optra or a Skoda Laura ?? there are people dying without food and water.how can they even have the heart of flaunting luxury ? I wll be the first to show respect to politicians if they behave in a way which demands respect.people like Narayan Murthy,Dr.A.P.J. Abdul Kalam are people who deserve respect.
People have stopped caring for the nation.Billions of Signature Campaigns,peace marches wont help.There is no literature,no intellect required in todays leader,instead he should have loads of paper on which there is the signature of the RBI Governor.
Our PRESIDENTIAL seat is a joke.Its mockery of history which shows the the very same position was held by people like Dr.Radhakrishnan and others.Prathiba Patil ??????????????????Many did not even know that she existed until she was being flaunted as Congress' Presidential Candidate.The whole Parliament,except a few,is full of MISTAKES.Just a bunch of jokers who see this as a part time job rather than their duty.Every politician has a College,Hospital and an Industry of his own.Every body speaks of India becoming a Global Power.I agree on this,but wont other countries laugh at us looking at the leadership issues in the country ?
The main reason i believe is a lack of Patriotism.Singing the National Anthem,eating sweets on August 15th and observing Dry Day is not patriotism.Its about standing up for the country,standing up for urself.People like Deve Gowda dont have rights to play with the future of this Country.Did so many Freedom fighters sacrifice thier lives so the these jokers could ruin this great Nation ? I doubt if Deve Gowda can even spell INDIA.
There is another problem-these politicians are seasoned.No character,no self respect,full bullshit.So its not easy getting into their heads about their mistakes.The open dog fight about the karnataka Government shows exactly this.The only solution i believe is Youth.I dont mean Rahul Gandhi ofcourse,but educated genuine people who feel proud of leading their country.One more example,rather a comparison--The term "The President Of The United States Of America" brings about such a powerful image.An image of Power,FBI agents,Air Force One and all this inspite of Bush being the President of USA now.But the term "Prime Misnister Of India" brings no such image.Are we so bad ?Bloody,we are the ones who run the Intellectual part of the World.
Its just about expressing urself and standing up for something u believe is right when the whole world says its wrong.

Friday, October 19, 2007

A prayer.....

For all the innocent lives lost due to mindless terrorist attacks..... the song "zindagi maut na banjaye" -Sarfarosh... sums it up beautifully.... Ironic isn't it... some brainwashed individuals playing with innocent lives... for some mindless ideology...The thing is terrorism proliferates on fear.... the induction policy among these al-qaeda leaders (or any such terrorist group for that matter) is that they pick up fellows who are hopelessly lost in life with the cup of their woes brimmeth over... and promise them;their families.. paradise [as the song says -Chand sikkon keliye karthe ho kaam bura jiske hote hain, anjaam bura...]Then brainwash them that what you are doing is completely justified and the lord almighty will be pleased by your sacrifice..... and train them to execute mind numbing plans which benefits none but the leaders... as they get the attention of the politicos who pump in money so that they can proclaim in front their 'Religion' voters that he is doing all that he can to protect his religion against the other majority /or such like....(George bush himself forms another category who justifies wars against oil-rich nations saying that its a war against terrorism)To stem this vicious cycle proactive members of the society/ entrepreneurs must provide some kind of a welfare prog. to the youths who are not able to do well in life; train them in some essential skills which is in demand in society.....and counsel them by denouncing terrorist activities with the help of a local priest/mullah....of all religions to give a religious angle to this by saying GOD would never accept such a "Sacrifice"... he will be happy if they led a principled life and also helped others along the way.... this might foster a positive environment and might help us in shedding hatred among ourselves and make india a truly secular nation...... ambitious it may sound but i think it's a very do able solution......So a prayer perhaps on the occasion of dusshera, to the lord almighty to put an end to this madness of killing our own brothers in the name of religion .......









Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The Adrenaline rush

The IT Boom not only got Software Giants into Bangalore but also a lot of other issues of which Traffic is a major one.If there were points for lane descipline,i am sure India would have points on the negative scale !!!...this brings to my mind one funny quote by Nakul"the only way u can drive here is...find a little space on the road and start honking".This is absolutely true...thats how it works.so if this is the situation of a 110cc 2 wheeler,imagine wat a a 6 wheeler with 10times the power has to undergo.This is probably the reason why there is this popular notion-"An Indian Driver can drive annywhere on the planet".
I have told so much wat happens in my College Bus...let me now tell about men in the COCKPIT and the Adrenaline Rush on Mysore road.there are basically 2 drivers who handle my route and one among them is known to all as Schumi.I till now haven't figured as to how can a human control such power in the way this man and the the man contributing to his nickname,do.Probably our bus driver would not even know that he is being reffered by the name which many consider sacred,but this is one bus journey which u have to experience to believe it.Schumi always drives us back home rather than driving us to College.So the traffic would have incresed exponentially when compared to the morning trip.
A Ride with Schumi--
time-4-15pm
Vehicle-a classic Indian Bus
Colour-Yellow
Make-Ashok Leyland
Specifications-one steering wheel,6tyres and other things which do not mean much to the driver in focus.
After another day in RVCE,with some people doing titrations,some welding pipes ans with some doing loads of crap-students start trickling into their buses and our bus in particular is almost full with place for almost everyone.Schumi was not to be seen for a couple of days.So the bus rides were rather monotonous with the same honks,same traffic signal,same girls,same police whose right hand is controlling vehicles and the other is controlling money.There was a sudden buzz in the bus.I opened my sleepy eyes.I could make out that there was a lean fellow,with a gray hat on in the COCKPIT.it was the unmistaken signs of Schumi.the sight removed every ounce of sleep and i told Nakul "we will go home half an hour early da...and keep all ur belongings tightly...the roller coaster is starting".
His eyes lit up and his focus shifted from a beautiful girl to the man who would drive us for the next 30min.The engine roared to life and the bus began to move.The moment it left the College and kissed the 4-lane Mysore road,students from other buses concluded that Schumi is in control.the acceleration was thrilling.A bus moving in 100kmph is like a a bob of a pendulum,where even a small steering wheel movement is converted into sparks igniting ur Adrenaline flames.There are barricades placed on the road and they are placed parallel to each other so that vehicles slow down.the result is that vehicles have to go in a snakeward path through the barricades and for Mr.Schumi,the barricades are just yellow things obstructing his path.I bet u,he does not even take his foot off the pedal while going through this path and the whole bus literally swings from left to right and even the "nerdiest" people with no enjoyment cant help but to enjoy this.Even though the barricades are very irritating, i wish that there are barricades all over the road when schumi is driving.He then enters Vijaynagar and overtakes from the left,right anywhere and zips through the traffic like its not his problem.He sometimes takes turns where the bus goes within inches of other vehicles !!..he finally drops us in our stops and every one wishes that they could ride again...and if u still havent understood y he is called Schumi,u gotta be dumb or u have to be pro-actively insane to hate Michael Schumacher.
This is just a scaled-down comparison of the legend.i am very sure nobody would give the nickname as Alonso...why ????
F1=Speed=Michael Schumacher
Anybody see the word Alonso there ????

Thursday, October 11, 2007


Monday, October 8, 2007

First Steps in RVCE

i am going to spare u the description of Orientation Classes which were soooooooooooo boring that i was wondering...u have to work so hard and listen to this crap ????...the only good thi ng was i got selected in Football...so here is my first day in College...
I heard there was ragging in the College bus and i was a bit nervous as i was not ragged in my PU also.So with mixed expectations asd anxiety,i entered the bus of RVCE.There was nothing to suggest,other than the green paint outside,that this was the bus of RVCE.It was just like any other 6 wheeler.The bus was pretty deserted and since mine was only the 2nd stop,not many people were there.I sat there expecting all kinds of people and especially SENIORS whom i dreaded.My school friend Nakul,classmate KK and a new friend Gaurav sat there in the bus,a little relaxed that there were no intros to be given,no songs to be sung or proposals to be done !!!..then finally one senior got in and he turned to be my school senior and also a member of a football team i had played against.So he was also eliminted as a potential tormentor.After gettin down in College,we were walikng with smiles on our faces as if it was a big achievement that we were not ragged,especially after stories of my friends in IITs.
The College had started on a monday.the next day as well,we went expecting that there wont be any seniors..but we were wrong...the bus was like a semiconductor diode...half with free electrons(seniors) in the back and holes(seats) in the front.i sat there and every nerve in my body was trying to listen to wat seniors were talking and i was actively scanning for the word RAGGING.There was nothing of that sort till Vijaynagar.so we were cool that the seniors were vey kind and stuff...and then suddenly...there was a soft melodious tone in the air...it was a male voice..a voice which i knew well...which i knew too well...Gaurav !!!...i was careful enough that i dont make sudden movements in turning back(its like a prey running from the predator).Gaurav was asked to sing,give a dozen intros,take intro from a girl sitting in the adjacent bus in a Traffic Signal.Another girl wa asked to sing Baah baah black sheep.(just rough details).Me,Nakul and KK--"we are done".
Day--Thursday(Half Day)
Location--College Bus
Time-1.30
Details-Shivajinagar Bus
Me,Nakul,KK have our first half day in RVCE.We frantically search for buses which ply on our route.we finally get to know that its the College Bus in the Shivajinagar route.i was relieved that we got the bus(BMTC would be tooooooooo tiring).But the relief was soon wiped out by one sight-a bus with 17 seniors,5 junior boys(including us),3 junior girls.We naturally,like a pack of cows,sat together in a 3 seater even when there were enough seats for us to sleep.that was the first signal of fear we sent.its like showing ur predator that u are scared--thats wrong baby.
me--"KK,u are going first"
Nakul--"Shhhhhh...dont talk...they might call us"
silence......
Nakul--"i hear them talking about ragging us"
Every part of my body was hoping that he did not hear it...i was wrong...dead wrong !
A hand taps me on my shoulder--"Excuse me,they are calling u 3"
KK--"u guys go..i have already been ragged"
i still managed a laugh in that situation"common da...its ok"
17 seniors staring at u is a very intimidating site especially when 2 of them are 6'5 and others are all nested between hot girls.
Addressing me--Senior X:"listen man..take it cool...we are the good boys...the bad boys are at the back"
X to Y(in the back)--"oye....i want this raw meat tested now...but go easy...the driver is a cranky fellow"
bus starts--my heart beat sounded louder than the engine of the old Bus.
Y to Nakul--"come here"
He walks meakly towards him.
"name?"
"Nakul"
"Full name"
"Nakul Sangolli"
"ok...enough bullshit-lets get to serious stuff"
calling another junior"i ragged u yesterday na...show these fellows how to get ragged.."
y--"Lets play Mortal Kombat "
me thinking "Mortal Kombat ??????????????...wat the f$%# ???????"
y addressing two juniors "u are my player.i make u a cow--and that fellow is the opponent,he is a chicken.now run around like fighters."
They run around like children-Mooooooooo---puck puck puckaaa puck puck
it was amazingly funny and it was nice that i found my sense of humour and a laugh leaked out.That was it--
"hey u,u find it funny ?"
"er...no...it isn't"
"ok guys,lets all concentrate and rag him together "
The walls of the bus seemed to close in on me..i felt that i was cornered..
"Biodata?"
"Abhiram.K.G...Born on..."
"i said full biodata"
"i was born on November 1st in Bahrain.i was then named as Abhiram......................................."
"very good...u know Twinkle Twinkle ?"
"yes"
"sing"
"Twinkle twinkle little star..(very nervous)...up above the..."
"Macha...he does not know Twinkle Twinkle !!!!!!!!!!"[Bus errupts in laughter]
"sorry..(i finally found the right words)"
"ok fine...now after every two words..add...Up my a@# down my a#$!!!!"
holy crap !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Twinkle twinkle up my a#$ little star down my a$#....(i finally finish it with a lot of difficulty and embrassement)"
in the meantime,i noticed Y getting pissed when N akul told that IEM was the worst branch.
X to me--"which branch do u think y is ?"
"IEM"
"y do u think so ?"
i gave the reson as stated...
"macha..this fellow is smart da...i will deal with him later..."
i breathed a sigh of relief.just when i thought it was all over,the best thing happened.The Hottest girl in the bus..senior,looking at me,addressing to X"i want this fellow to propose to me"
"y him ?"
"he seems to be the smartest in the lot"
"macha..this fellow is SRK da...bloody...Archi chik has asked him out..."Y--"i will show him..."
Y--"propose to each and every girl in the bus in a unique way...common...quick..."
they were probably seeing us as entertainment...but this ?????????????...i am not an actor...!!!!!
Just when i was done with the first proposal,it was then that i realized that my stop had come...travellin 11 km was never this fast or rather this slow in someways.
X,Y--"nice fun man...no hard feelings"
me--"no man...nice meeting u"
So i felt like i was 50kgs lighter when i got off the bus.The expectations,the images of Ragging were replaced by fun,an experience u miss if u are not ragged or if u chicken out...and if Samadhi or twister is reading this...dont compare this to IIT rag...i know IIT is better in all aspects...wait...except one...The Female Species !!!!

The lighter side of my choice

I have already mentioned that its a matter of pride that i get a seat in RV.i will tell u y...example--Case1:
Relative/stranger--"yaav College serikondiyo ?"
me-"Uncle,RV College"
"oh...tumba olle college bidu..."[status-mouth shut/good impression created]
[me feeling very happy and proud]
Case2:
Relative/stranger--"yaav College serikondiyo ?"
me--"XYZ"
"oh...yellide...Hebbal?"
"illa uncle...ille(some area)"
"houda...RV athva bere College iralilla alva...parvagilla bidappa..."(bere Colleges-PESIT,RNSIT,MSR,SJBIT)
So the brand RV earns u some status which u might not have got even with a better rank.
[p.s.-i am clearly not against any other College(from the bottom of my heart)]
This is just the light side of y i chose RVCE.The truth is that i really wanted to join the College because of its name...ok...enough of the boring crap...let me start with the real side of RVCE...

The Path to RVCE

The Outlook and The Week rated IITs among the top 10 institutes in India and a College called RVCE,Bangalore was placed in 10th place among the list of 'Best Private Engineering Colleges of India'.Looking at such responses and the standing of brand IIT,i too had my target locked on IIT or even a NIT was wat i was hoping for in the beginning of 1st PU.This was the very reason y i chose BASE rather than a conventional Shastri or Gururaj tutions.My time in BASE was extreme fun.Maybe umashankar wont fancy the word FUN to be associated with BASE,but i had some serious fun there.My marks were somewat like this in First year-54%,43%,30%,20%,20%.......20%.i was very consistent !!...the first ranker used to get around 60%...so 20% was no big deal.one scenario will sum up my 1st PU--BASE class at 2.30.We are in Upahara Darshini(50mts from my College) at 2.25.10 of us standing around the table
"wat to do ??...5 min for class.."
"whose class da ??"
teacher Xs name is uttered--
"Arre yaar..its ok...i am hungry...i am taking a bhel...anybody want a share ??"
at 3.00--
"we should have gone to class man...i have lost track about the lessons "
"thats the whole point...we have already lost track...so by the time we find it...its 2nd year...simple !"
suddenly in a sense of alarm--
"tomorrow is BASE test da....anybody remember ???"
"crap...anybody knows portions ???"
After a lot of tests like this--Selection results--Phone call-
"Can i spek to Mr.Abhiram?"
me--"he has gone out...wats the msg ?"(with a fear that its attendance shortage)
"plz tell him that he is selected for 2nd year BASE"
me--"thats great...thank you"
so this is how i got into 2nd year and thats when i realized i need to get serious.But this is my one regret-i had already lost major ground in 1st year which i was not able to cover later.
My target was then shifted from IIT-JEE to AIEEE as i had to get realistic about my chances.Since i could have only 2 targets and now that IIT-JEE was virtually out of the equation,i set RVCE as my secondary target.The reason-My Dad-RV E&C,my bro-R IT,my uncle-RV as well.all the engineers from my family are from RV...so it was in my head that i should get atleast a minimum of a free seat in RVCE.it was a matter of pride,as i put it.
My second PU was pretty good...was among the top 20 in my College....but still PU screwed me--90 %--this led to me getting 1758 rank in CET--my gate pass to RVCE-IT.