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.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
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 ????
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 !!!!
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...
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.
"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.
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