Engineering in itself , most would nonchalantly agree is mundane . Don't know why or from when , but VTU has by far managed to squash anything evenly remotely sounding like campus politics . It is not burial of politics inside campuses that is pricking my conscience but rather the awareness about social causes that went espoused with it .
All wanna be engineers [including me , I'm no hypocrite ! ] so disconnected from incidents happening in today's India . Nobody has any opionions about Taslema nasreen or corpulent bribed cops . Yes yes all over ambitious debaters included [Just because your in a debate arguing for/against issues , without actually believing in it , makes me sick] . I am surely not asking for a dharna in front of Vidhana soudha . But i am seeking a way out where students could form non-nebulous voices about today's concern . I am firmly of the opinion that doing away with campus politics dimmed our awareness on the issues plaguing our everyday life . I don't think engineering students should start studying political or social science as an extra subject , but for the inspired ones there should be some way . Ask any dowdy politician and he will drive home the point " students are the future of our country ! " . Engineering grad's never swore under any oath that they are going to stay true to their education , voila! you have engineers doing everything from research to politics to economics . So I think it would pay to have a head start . After all information is money you know , we never know where we might end up .
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
After driver's its Dhobi's now
One of the most interesting observations has been that of the peaceful co-existence of dhobi's .There's one for every street here and apparently the dhobi's have no zealous plans expansion like the rest of coraporate india . So no turf wars , no foul language and yes of-course another of those " unsung heroes " .
The innocuous everyday smiling dhobi . Hard to notice , almost indispensable for most of us . The source of interminable local red hot gossip . The owner and operator of an informal no-reservations maid-servant placement agency , with free background[ criminal records , address , promptness at work , so on and so forth] details . Doubles into an unofficial gate keeper whose promptness at it will cheer you up even after driving in bangalore for 3 hours ! They'll wash your car for a dime , humility is most probably their middle name .
Here I would like to become male chauvinist and add that fetid male dhobi's and their drunk fracases are innately entartaining for new world people like us [P.S-I don't have contradicting views , these squabbles are usually very easily resolved and ends with more liquor!!] .
In this era of globalization i am very happy that the ambani brothers didn't open a ginomorous laundry chain all over the sub-continent . Everytime a see a dhobi with a handful of clothes it makes me happy that they are keeping up , so don't be so parsimonious . Give them what they deserve for keeping you prim .
The innocuous everyday smiling dhobi . Hard to notice , almost indispensable for most of us . The source of interminable local red hot gossip . The owner and operator of an informal no-reservations maid-servant placement agency , with free background[ criminal records , address , promptness at work , so on and so forth] details . Doubles into an unofficial gate keeper whose promptness at it will cheer you up even after driving in bangalore for 3 hours ! They'll wash your car for a dime , humility is most probably their middle name .
Here I would like to become male chauvinist and add that fetid male dhobi's and their drunk fracases are innately entartaining for new world people like us [P.S-I don't have contradicting views , these squabbles are usually very easily resolved and ends with more liquor!!] .
In this era of globalization i am very happy that the ambani brothers didn't open a ginomorous laundry chain all over the sub-continent . Everytime a see a dhobi with a handful of clothes it makes me happy that they are keeping up , so don't be so parsimonious . Give them what they deserve for keeping you prim .
Friday, February 1, 2008
Unsung Heroes
well like watchin Roger Federer playin tennis ?
There are great many number of mast roe's like him closer to home . On the bus ride (Over night , partly on NH 17 , Western ghats , winding , twisting like the by lanes of hell , single lane potholed road !!) back to bangalore from Karwar , our bus driver held four of us , small brained engineering geeks spell bound to his driving . He was sometimes as close a feet from the vehicle in front of us at flying at 70kmph , it would be a blatant lie if I say i wasn't scared .
Standing in the cockpit( it seperated the drivers cabin from the passenger area) it seemed to us like he had more than four limbs . He did it with enough panache to rob the sheen from James bond . The artisan was a funny guy as he kept joking with his cleaner . At times i felt he was keeping the cleaner awake ! Girls never understood the beauty until they saw this performance . Especially my girlfriend . The orchestra of over taking and avoiding potholes must be seen to apprehended .
Every performance has a high point , so this had one too . Just as we were about to return to our seats somnambulistically he surrealistically pulled out two betel-nut leaves from his pocket , tore of the tips , fondling with the steering wheel , he slathered on some "sunna " , added a sprinkling of some unknown substance (well it was bloody dark in there!!) , rolled it into a perfect cone and ate it with the air of a German general who'd just won a war .
Maestro truly , top of the line , The bus wasn't a bus, an extension of his body . Apprize them next time you see them . Unsung Heroes .
There are great many number of mast roe's like him closer to home . On the bus ride (Over night , partly on NH 17 , Western ghats , winding , twisting like the by lanes of hell , single lane potholed road !!) back to bangalore from Karwar , our bus driver held four of us , small brained engineering geeks spell bound to his driving . He was sometimes as close a feet from the vehicle in front of us at flying at 70kmph , it would be a blatant lie if I say i wasn't scared .
Standing in the cockpit( it seperated the drivers cabin from the passenger area) it seemed to us like he had more than four limbs . He did it with enough panache to rob the sheen from James bond . The artisan was a funny guy as he kept joking with his cleaner . At times i felt he was keeping the cleaner awake ! Girls never understood the beauty until they saw this performance . Especially my girlfriend . The orchestra of over taking and avoiding potholes must be seen to apprehended .
Every performance has a high point , so this had one too . Just as we were about to return to our seats somnambulistically he surrealistically pulled out two betel-nut leaves from his pocket , tore of the tips , fondling with the steering wheel , he slathered on some "sunna " , added a sprinkling of some unknown substance (well it was bloody dark in there!!) , rolled it into a perfect cone and ate it with the air of a German general who'd just won a war .
Maestro truly , top of the line , The bus wasn't a bus, an extension of his body . Apprize them next time you see them . Unsung Heroes .
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