hi guys, its been long since my post this blog, i hope i will cover all the happenings in my life as much as possible in this post to justify the title of the blog. So its fall2010, I year since i had the smell of the Americas for the first time, and if u ask me if i have done anything really usefull then its a big NO..and the story is moving on as usual with all my frnds and so called work here.. but i am enjoying this part of my life with cricket WVUCC though was not a very big part of the team but, yes this is giving me lot of satisfaction as it was one of the biggest part of my summer life. shuuu the summer is gone and its Fall now..its the new ISA committee taking its charge of all the activities of the ISA ,forgot to mention ..this was when i made my debut as a driver...was really a satisfying experience ..never thought i would really drive cars.
if its fall..its "Freshers time"....and its the time for all kinds of "in-house" discussions..and one of the advantages of having 3 of ur roomates in the committee is that u get a lot of unwanted info to just chew upon for a long-long time till the topic gets digested into the air with out reaching into a conclusion/solution. In the mean while, the ISA was serious in picking up the freshers form various airports trying to save money as much as possible but as usually spending more that what was expected. Again dsicussions discussion and never ending discussions..amoungst all ..i was having a good time ....
Then it was the 15 August..time for the dance sessions, skit sessions, again pickups drops...again discussions discussions....But one thing tat i realized was the expretise of ISA in handling and management. The first few days after the announcement of the ISA there was lot of -ve talk going on in AIR abt the new commitee, but this day..they proved a lot of people including me wrong in a lot of aspects of my thinking. The event was perfect in my view there was good crowed in the hall, nice interaction(s) outside gr8 start for the ISA that was no more "new". discussions..never over..still goes on and on..
Then it was the time for Freshers party ..all trial and error in the minds of the committee with respect to the games that will keep the audience and the freshers engaged atlest that 2 hrs ...again i was one of the imp part of the discussion inside and outside the committee as my contribution in the 15 aug event was much much appreciated. I tried to keep away form all the preparation but ..still could not keep myself completely away since this was first of the kind that was happening in my life till now...with the Morgantown "Media"(MM), let me put it as the ISA Media(ISAM), going strong abt all possible topics spreading all useless news all over the town dicussing it will everyone at high talk places like the Up All Nights....**** really a tough time...but why should i bother??? this a question that i could never ever answer till now!!!!
Ok, let me control my emotion on the ISAM and stop this digression form the topic, Ok so its the Freshers time- lots of plans executed very well this time the event was really different form the last time party...i was appointed as the official photographer of the event.
With ISAM eyes wide open the event went on very well...the consequence of what i did on that day will still remain in my mind once and for all...all the other things conc. on the "consequence"..all in the next part of this post....
I understand that the post has nothing to do with the post topic...justification will be done in the next part!! till then.....bye
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
..."BLAME"..
hey every one Wassuup....
We all come here with great expectations and with lots of thoughts about the life during MS and after it. Ofcourse with all the advice session from every Tom Dick and Harry that we come across the streets(Gully(s)) of our places. But still no one ever thinks or at least tries to think What difference will he make with his/her MS degree to be very frank i did not ever gave that a thought .Well now, its been almost 1 year in USA now, I am doing good there is definitely some kind of confidence that something will definitely come put of this Degree..Well, with all the expectations back home, something has to come out.
One this that always bothers me every time i think about all the thinks that I did in my BE in MJ was it all really useful . I have all completed a 4 year Professional course even got a job at the end of it, but did the course really made us Professional?? I somehow was not find the answer for this question, then, and still its a "?". Who is to be blamed? ...."BLAME" is it the thing that has to be done.
I still remember the "Orientation Day 26 Sep '05 " when lot was spoken abt the college "facilities", "Student Organizations " and abt lots of other things. which was really gr8 to listen. but ..what happened at the end of 4 years-the "Congregation" s**t i don't remember the date, that excitment or satisfaction of completing the course,,,where was that??? I did not feel something of that sort. Why is tat so ..again who is to be blamed?...."BLAME" is it the thing that has to be done.
Yeah the "Student Organizations" the main thin the "FESTS"...one of the most legitimate excuse for everything..right from attendance, home-work asisgnment, to the marks in the semester as thats the only this that drives ur respect inside as well as outside ur house. but is that all required..DO we need to waste so much of time on all these things....Its very important for the next generation EAMCET qualifires that all the fests have no use unless u do something of your own ..something "ORIGINAL"...but somehow i feel MJ ECE has that gr8 mix of experience and Youth in its faculty .....but why nothing was done ....again who is to be blamed?...."BLAME" is it the thing that has to be done.
Universities here in USA don't have that much of youth in the faculty ..they do not have s called technical fests every 6 months ...but still Clinton comes to convocation function..there is definitely some kind if satisfaction in the atmosphere..
Then What has to be changed in the complete system to get that kind of satisfaction at the end of the only 4 year "Professional Course" in InDiA (baring IITs and other A++ institutes)
......this is an incomplete blog..i hope i will get my answers soon
And as this is the time for my sis to get into Engineering, everytime my parents ask me for suggestion these question crop up..and i try some elusive answer to escape...
with this blog i wish all the enngg "GRADUATES" ALL the BEST and all the people out of INTER(HYD) and SCHOOL(+2 , 12th) best of luck..and a piece of advice ..NEVER try to compromise on ur dreams..and learn some kind of ART ..i as sure U will enjoy..
We all come here with great expectations and with lots of thoughts about the life during MS and after it. Ofcourse with all the advice session from every Tom Dick and Harry that we come across the streets(Gully(s)) of our places. But still no one ever thinks or at least tries to think What difference will he make with his/her MS degree to be very frank i did not ever gave that a thought .Well now, its been almost 1 year in USA now, I am doing good there is definitely some kind of confidence that something will definitely come put of this Degree..Well, with all the expectations back home, something has to come out.
One this that always bothers me every time i think about all the thinks that I did in my BE in MJ was it all really useful . I have all completed a 4 year Professional course even got a job at the end of it, but did the course really made us Professional?? I somehow was not find the answer for this question, then, and still its a "?". Who is to be blamed? ...."BLAME" is it the thing that has to be done.
I still remember the "Orientation Day 26 Sep '05 " when lot was spoken abt the college "facilities", "Student Organizations " and abt lots of other things. which was really gr8 to listen. but ..what happened at the end of 4 years-the "Congregation" s**t i don't remember the date, that excitment or satisfaction of completing the course,,,where was that??? I did not feel something of that sort. Why is tat so ..again who is to be blamed?...."BLAME" is it the thing that has to be done.
Yeah the "Student Organizations" the main thin the "FESTS"...one of the most legitimate excuse for everything..right from attendance, home-work asisgnment, to the marks in the semester as thats the only this that drives ur respect inside as well as outside ur house. but is that all required..DO we need to waste so much of time on all these things....Its very important for the next generation EAMCET qualifires that all the fests have no use unless u do something of your own ..something "ORIGINAL"...but somehow i feel MJ ECE has that gr8 mix of experience and Youth in its faculty .....but why nothing was done ....again who is to be blamed?...."BLAME" is it the thing that has to be done.
Universities here in USA don't have that much of youth in the faculty ..they do not have s called technical fests every 6 months ...but still Clinton comes to convocation function..there is definitely some kind if satisfaction in the atmosphere..
Then What has to be changed in the complete system to get that kind of satisfaction at the end of the only 4 year "Professional Course" in InDiA (baring IITs and other A++ institutes)
......this is an incomplete blog..i hope i will get my answers soon
And as this is the time for my sis to get into Engineering, everytime my parents ask me for suggestion these question crop up..and i try some elusive answer to escape...
with this blog i wish all the enngg "GRADUATES" ALL the BEST and all the people out of INTER(HYD) and SCHOOL(+2 , 12th) best of luck..and a piece of advice ..NEVER try to compromise on ur dreams..and learn some kind of ART ..i as sure U will enjoy..
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Why TATA s are the best...
It was probably the April of 1974. Bangalore was
getting warm and gulmohars were blooming at the IISc campus. I was
the only girl in my postgraduate department and was staying at the
ladies' hostel. Other girls were pursuing research in different departments of
Science.
I was looking forward to going abroad to complete a
doctorate in computer science. I had been offered scholarships from
Universities in the US . I had not thought of taking up a job in India .
One day, while on the way to my hostel from our
lecture-hall complex, I saw
an advertisement on the notice board. It was a
standard job-requirement notice from the famous automobile company Telco (now
Tata Motors). It stated that the company required young, bright engineers,
hardworking and with an excellent academic background, etc.
At the bottom was a small line: "Lady candidates
need not apply."
I read it and was very upset. For the first time in
my life I was up against gender discrimination.
Though I was not keen on taking up the job, I saw it
as a challenge. I had done extremely well in academics, better than most
of my male peers. Little did I know then that in real life academic
excellence is not enough to be successful.
After reading the notice I went fuming to my room. I
decided to inform the topmost person in Telco's management about the
injustice the company was perpetrating. I got a postcard and started to write,
but there was a problem: I did not know who headed Telco.
I thought it must be one of the Tatas. I knew JRD
Tata was the head of the Tata Group; I had seen his pictures in newspapers
(actually, Sumant Moolgaokar was the company's chairman then). I took
the card, addressed it to JRD and started writing. To this day I remember
clearly what I wrote.
"The great Tatas have always been pioneers. They are the people who started
the basic infrastructure industries in India , such as iron and steel,
chemicals, textiles and locomotives. They have cared for higher education in
India since 1900 and they were responsible for the establishment of the
Indian Institute of Science. Fortunately, I study there. But I am surprised
how a company such as Telco is discriminating on the basis of gender."
I posted the letter and forgot about it. Less than 10 days later, I received
a telegram stating that I had to appear for an interview at Telco's Pune
facility at the company's expense. I was taken aback
by the telegram. My hostel mate told me I should use the opportunity to
go to Pune free of cost and buy them the famous Pune saris for cheap! I
collected Rs 30 each from everyone who wanted a sari. When I look back, I feel
like laughing at the reasons for my going, but back then they seemed good
enough to make the trip.
It was my first visit to Pune and I immediately fell in love with the city.
To this day it remains dear to me. I feel as much at
home in Pune as I do in Hubli, my hometown. The place changed my life in so
many ways. As directed, I went to Telco's Pimpri office for the interview.
There were six people on the panel and I realised then that this was serious
business.
"This is the girl who wrote to JRD," I heard
somebody whisper as soon as I entered the room. By then I knew for sure that I
would not get the job. The realisation abolished all fear from my mind, so I
was rather cool while the interview was being conducted.
Even before the interview started, I reckoned the panel was biased, so I
told them, rather impolitely, "I hope this is only a technical interview."
They were taken aback by my rudeness, and even today I am ashamed about my
attitude. The panel asked me technical questions and I answered all of them.
Then an elderly gentleman with an affectionate voice told me, "Do you know
why we said lady candidates need not apply? The reason is that we have never
employed any ladies on the shop floor. This is not a co-ed college; this is
a factory. When it comes to academics, you are a first ranker throughout. We
appreciate that, but people like you should work in research laboratories."
I was a young girl from small-town Hubli. My world had been a limited place.
I did not know the ways of large corporate houses and their difficulties, so
I answered, "But you must start somewhere, otherwise no woman will ever be
able to work in your factories."
Finally, after a long interview, I was told I had been successful. So this
was what the future had in store for me. Never had I thought I would take up
a job in Pune. I met a shy young man from Karnataka there, we became good
friends and we got married.
It was only after joining Telco that I realized who JRD was: the uncrowned
king of Indian industry. Now I was scared, but I did not get to meet him
till I was transferred to Bombay . One day I had to show some reports to Mr
Moolgaokar, our chairman, who we all knew as SM. I was in his office on the
first floor of Bombay House (the Tata headquarters)
when, suddenly JRD walked in. That was the first time I saw "appro JRD".
Appro means "our" in Gujarati. This was the affectionate term by which people at Bombay House called him.
I was feeling very nervous, remembering my postcard
episode. SM introduced me nicely, "Jeh (that's what his close associates
called him), this young woman is an engineer and that too a postgraduate.
She is the first woman to work on the Telco shop floor." JRD looked at me. I
was praying he would not ask me any questions about my interview (or the
postcard that preceded it).
Thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he remarked. "It is nice that girls are
getting into engineering in our country. By the way, what is your name?"
"When I joined Telco I was Sudha Kulkarni, Sir," I replied. "Now I am Sudha
Murthy." He smiled and kindly smile and started a discussion with SM. As for
me, I almost ran out of the room.
After that I used to see JRD on and off. He was the Tata Group chairman and
I was merely an engineer. There was nothing that we had in common. I was in
awe of him.
One day I was waiting for Murthy, my husband, to pick me up after office
hours. To my surprise I saw JRD standing next to me.
I did not know how to react. Yet again I started worrying about that
postcard. Looking back, I realise JRD had forgotten about it. It must have
been a small incident for him, but not so for me.
"Young lady, why are you here?" he asked. "Office
time is over." I said,
"Sir, I'm waiting for my husband to come and pick me up." JRD said, "It is
getting dark and there's no one in the corridor.
I'll wait with you till your husband comes."
I was quite used to waiting for Murthy, but having JRD waiting alongside
made me extremely uncomfortable.
I was nervous. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at him. He wore a simple
white pant and shirt. He was old, yet his face was glowing. There wasn't any
air of superiority about him. I was thinking, "Look at this person. He is a
chairman, a well-respected man in our country and he is waiting for the sake
of an ordinary employee."
Then I saw Murthy and I rushed out. JRD called and
said, "Young lady, tell your husband never to make his wife wait again."
In 1982 I had to resign from my job at Telco. I was reluctant to go, but I
really did not have a choice. I was coming down the steps of Bombay House
after wrapping up my final settlement when I saw JRD coming up. He was
absorbed in thought. I wanted to say goodbye to him, so I stopped. He saw me
and paused.
Gently, he said, "So what are you doing, Mrs
Kulkarni?" (That was the way he always addressed me.) "Sir, I am leaving Telco."
"Where are you going?" he asked. "Pune, Sir. My husband is starting a company
called Infosys and I'm shifting to Pune."
"Oh! And what will you do when you are successful."
"Sir, I don't know whether we will be successful." "Never start with
diffidence," he advised me. "Always start with confidence. When you are
successful you must give back to society. Society gives us so much; we must
reciprocate. I wish you all the best."
Then JRD continued walking up the stairs. I stood there for what seemed like
a millennium. That was the last time I saw him alive. Many years later I met
Ratan Tata in the same Bombay House, occupying the chair JRD once did. I
told him of my many sweet memories of working with Telco. Later, he wrote to
me, "It was nice hearing about Jeh from you. The sad part is that he's not
alive to see you today."
I consider JRD a great man because, despite being an extremely busy person,
he valued one postcard written by a young girl seeking justice. He must have
received thousands of letters everyday. He could have thrown mine away, but
he didn't do that. He respected the intentions of that unknown girl, who had
neither influence nor money, and gave her an opportunity in his company. He
did not merely give her a job; he changed her life and mindset forever.
Close to 50 per cent of the students in today's engineering colleges are
girls. And there are women on the shop floor in many industry segments. I
see these changes and I think of JRD. If at all time stops and asks me what
I want from life, I would say I wish JRD were alive today to see how the
company we started has grown. He would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly.
My love and respect for the House of Tata remains undiminished by the
passage of time. I always looked up to JRD. I saw him as a role model for
his simplicity, his generosity, his kindness and the care he took of his
employees. Those blue eyes always reminded me of the sky; they had the same
vastness and magnificence.
*(Sudha Murthy is a widely published writer and chairperson of the Infosys
Foundation involved in a number of social development initiatives. Infosys
chairman Narayan Murthy is her husband.) *
Article sourced from: Lasting Legacies (Tata Review-
Special Commemorative Issue 2004), brought out by the house of Tatas to
commemorate the 100th birth anniversary of JRD Tata on July 29, 2004
HATS OFFF
getting warm and gulmohars were blooming at the IISc campus. I was
the only girl in my postgraduate department and was staying at the
ladies' hostel. Other girls were pursuing research in different departments of
Science.
I was looking forward to going abroad to complete a
doctorate in computer science. I had been offered scholarships from
Universities in the US . I had not thought of taking up a job in India .
One day, while on the way to my hostel from our
lecture-hall complex, I saw
an advertisement on the notice board. It was a
standard job-requirement notice from the famous automobile company Telco (now
Tata Motors). It stated that the company required young, bright engineers,
hardworking and with an excellent academic background, etc.
At the bottom was a small line: "Lady candidates
need not apply."
I read it and was very upset. For the first time in
my life I was up against gender discrimination.
Though I was not keen on taking up the job, I saw it
as a challenge. I had done extremely well in academics, better than most
of my male peers. Little did I know then that in real life academic
excellence is not enough to be successful.
After reading the notice I went fuming to my room. I
decided to inform the topmost person in Telco's management about the
injustice the company was perpetrating. I got a postcard and started to write,
but there was a problem: I did not know who headed Telco.
I thought it must be one of the Tatas. I knew JRD
Tata was the head of the Tata Group; I had seen his pictures in newspapers
(actually, Sumant Moolgaokar was the company's chairman then). I took
the card, addressed it to JRD and started writing. To this day I remember
clearly what I wrote.
"The great Tatas have always been pioneers. They are the people who started
the basic infrastructure industries in India , such as iron and steel,
chemicals, textiles and locomotives. They have cared for higher education in
India since 1900 and they were responsible for the establishment of the
Indian Institute of Science. Fortunately, I study there. But I am surprised
how a company such as Telco is discriminating on the basis of gender."
I posted the letter and forgot about it. Less than 10 days later, I received
a telegram stating that I had to appear for an interview at Telco's Pune
facility at the company's expense. I was taken aback
by the telegram. My hostel mate told me I should use the opportunity to
go to Pune free of cost and buy them the famous Pune saris for cheap! I
collected Rs 30 each from everyone who wanted a sari. When I look back, I feel
like laughing at the reasons for my going, but back then they seemed good
enough to make the trip.
It was my first visit to Pune and I immediately fell in love with the city.
To this day it remains dear to me. I feel as much at
home in Pune as I do in Hubli, my hometown. The place changed my life in so
many ways. As directed, I went to Telco's Pimpri office for the interview.
There were six people on the panel and I realised then that this was serious
business.
"This is the girl who wrote to JRD," I heard
somebody whisper as soon as I entered the room. By then I knew for sure that I
would not get the job. The realisation abolished all fear from my mind, so I
was rather cool while the interview was being conducted.
Even before the interview started, I reckoned the panel was biased, so I
told them, rather impolitely, "I hope this is only a technical interview."
They were taken aback by my rudeness, and even today I am ashamed about my
attitude. The panel asked me technical questions and I answered all of them.
Then an elderly gentleman with an affectionate voice told me, "Do you know
why we said lady candidates need not apply? The reason is that we have never
employed any ladies on the shop floor. This is not a co-ed college; this is
a factory. When it comes to academics, you are a first ranker throughout. We
appreciate that, but people like you should work in research laboratories."
I was a young girl from small-town Hubli. My world had been a limited place.
I did not know the ways of large corporate houses and their difficulties, so
I answered, "But you must start somewhere, otherwise no woman will ever be
able to work in your factories."
Finally, after a long interview, I was told I had been successful. So this
was what the future had in store for me. Never had I thought I would take up
a job in Pune. I met a shy young man from Karnataka there, we became good
friends and we got married.
It was only after joining Telco that I realized who JRD was: the uncrowned
king of Indian industry. Now I was scared, but I did not get to meet him
till I was transferred to Bombay . One day I had to show some reports to Mr
Moolgaokar, our chairman, who we all knew as SM. I was in his office on the
first floor of Bombay House (the Tata headquarters)
when, suddenly JRD walked in. That was the first time I saw "appro JRD".
Appro means "our" in Gujarati. This was the affectionate term by which people at Bombay House called him.
I was feeling very nervous, remembering my postcard
episode. SM introduced me nicely, "Jeh (that's what his close associates
called him), this young woman is an engineer and that too a postgraduate.
She is the first woman to work on the Telco shop floor." JRD looked at me. I
was praying he would not ask me any questions about my interview (or the
postcard that preceded it).
Thankfully, he didn't. Instead, he remarked. "It is nice that girls are
getting into engineering in our country. By the way, what is your name?"
"When I joined Telco I was Sudha Kulkarni, Sir," I replied. "Now I am Sudha
Murthy." He smiled and kindly smile and started a discussion with SM. As for
me, I almost ran out of the room.
After that I used to see JRD on and off. He was the Tata Group chairman and
I was merely an engineer. There was nothing that we had in common. I was in
awe of him.
One day I was waiting for Murthy, my husband, to pick me up after office
hours. To my surprise I saw JRD standing next to me.
I did not know how to react. Yet again I started worrying about that
postcard. Looking back, I realise JRD had forgotten about it. It must have
been a small incident for him, but not so for me.
"Young lady, why are you here?" he asked. "Office
time is over." I said,
"Sir, I'm waiting for my husband to come and pick me up." JRD said, "It is
getting dark and there's no one in the corridor.
I'll wait with you till your husband comes."
I was quite used to waiting for Murthy, but having JRD waiting alongside
made me extremely uncomfortable.
I was nervous. Out of the corner of my eye I looked at him. He wore a simple
white pant and shirt. He was old, yet his face was glowing. There wasn't any
air of superiority about him. I was thinking, "Look at this person. He is a
chairman, a well-respected man in our country and he is waiting for the sake
of an ordinary employee."
Then I saw Murthy and I rushed out. JRD called and
said, "Young lady, tell your husband never to make his wife wait again."
In 1982 I had to resign from my job at Telco. I was reluctant to go, but I
really did not have a choice. I was coming down the steps of Bombay House
after wrapping up my final settlement when I saw JRD coming up. He was
absorbed in thought. I wanted to say goodbye to him, so I stopped. He saw me
and paused.
Gently, he said, "So what are you doing, Mrs
Kulkarni?" (That was the way he always addressed me.) "Sir, I am leaving Telco."
"Where are you going?" he asked. "Pune, Sir. My husband is starting a company
called Infosys and I'm shifting to Pune."
"Oh! And what will you do when you are successful."
"Sir, I don't know whether we will be successful." "Never start with
diffidence," he advised me. "Always start with confidence. When you are
successful you must give back to society. Society gives us so much; we must
reciprocate. I wish you all the best."
Then JRD continued walking up the stairs. I stood there for what seemed like
a millennium. That was the last time I saw him alive. Many years later I met
Ratan Tata in the same Bombay House, occupying the chair JRD once did. I
told him of my many sweet memories of working with Telco. Later, he wrote to
me, "It was nice hearing about Jeh from you. The sad part is that he's not
alive to see you today."
I consider JRD a great man because, despite being an extremely busy person,
he valued one postcard written by a young girl seeking justice. He must have
received thousands of letters everyday. He could have thrown mine away, but
he didn't do that. He respected the intentions of that unknown girl, who had
neither influence nor money, and gave her an opportunity in his company. He
did not merely give her a job; he changed her life and mindset forever.
Close to 50 per cent of the students in today's engineering colleges are
girls. And there are women on the shop floor in many industry segments. I
see these changes and I think of JRD. If at all time stops and asks me what
I want from life, I would say I wish JRD were alive today to see how the
company we started has grown. He would have enjoyed it wholeheartedly.
My love and respect for the House of Tata remains undiminished by the
passage of time. I always looked up to JRD. I saw him as a role model for
his simplicity, his generosity, his kindness and the care he took of his
employees. Those blue eyes always reminded me of the sky; they had the same
vastness and magnificence.
*(Sudha Murthy is a widely published writer and chairperson of the Infosys
Foundation involved in a number of social development initiatives. Infosys
chairman Narayan Murthy is her husband.) *
Article sourced from: Lasting Legacies (Tata Review-
Special Commemorative Issue 2004), brought out by the house of Tatas to
commemorate the 100th birth anniversary of JRD Tata on July 29, 2004
HATS OFFF
Friday, April 9, 2010
HAPPY DAYS
hi all thanks for all ur encouragements in last posts...though they were not that good..but i will always try to reach ur expectations every single time i write a post ...
i have always tried to share my feeling through this space and i am going to do the same this this time also.
HAPPY DAYS ...a phrase have become a cliche ..but will remain evergreen
its been 1 sem as an RA now. 2 sems as a GRAD student at WVU.....I was never so proud intelling my BE college name.... and i hope tat most of u guys will agree with me.. why is that so are the colleges not worth or its only that we don't feel so proud of over place thinking that there is always something better in other colleges. but that was true in my case......but on the otherside i would definitely loved the lineage that MJCET especially ECE had ......i will never forget all the "FREE" marks that helped maintain 80% marks throughout the 4 years......
why am i becoming soooo nostalgic now....i realize its 1 year .......when i look back now what i have with me is ....lets count
1) My friends (always no 1)
2)MJ "MIT" as we used to call....thats make me smile
3) Birthday parties...salu and sim's cars gave us a very good company....
4)"LONG DRIVES"...and i will not forget my longest one """"""
5)chop sticks ...major income form MJCET
6) the trip ....what should i call it ..we all have give it different names
7)matin / vishwant hostel...a major study place during exams....SAM thanks
8)of course.... the backgate were we used to wait for ____ for hours together ....i think it will be unfair if i don't mention riyaz punctuality ....riyaz u have always been my inspiration........
9) all the comedy tat everyone of us contributed....some that cross my mind now are ...prahalad and blood....and lots with riyaz...oh!! some of them were really hilarious ..can't list each one of them here...
10) ..last but not the least ....PEOPLE's XEROX.....right from notes to lab sheets(kanjus lab assistants...unforgetable EDC LAB)
11) HIFAZT sir...nightmare for all .....ZAKIR sir cool dude especially jatin & sail's best friend ...cannot resist myself ..thermodynamics .....and electrical engineering sir , PRP sir.....and list will go on...every \one had some "item ".inside them ....all very funny instances pass through my mind every now and then....
12)OMG hoe can i forget .....C/C++ mam......S*** ***K ....i forgot her name yar.....i think most of us always had some reason to her and talk though what we learnt was very less....wat sailu ..am i right ....(fav student)
13)ROBOTIX club hahahahahah......was fun/time waste/mind waste/....../.../.../..(this is strictly for me)
14)IEEE ....what to say...
15)Project...its something that did on my own ..and always feel proud of....thanks to shyam
16)oh!! santosh /sailu / harsha's / faheem lov feelin ..stories ...always added extra masala on DUM BIRIYANI life at MJCET... ..i think i need not elaborate on that..
17)oh and ...3nad's entry into ECE A ..that was with a really big BANG...
18)along with it the prahlad 3 and fights and ofcourse his beatings ..unforgettable
19)
20) i have left for u guys to contribute and fill it up.....
21)..
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....
no.1) and no. ....last) its u guys again and again
...thanks for all that fun time of 4 years......"HAPPY DAYS"..
i have always tried to share my feeling through this space and i am going to do the same this this time also.
HAPPY DAYS ...a phrase have become a cliche ..but will remain evergreen
its been 1 sem as an RA now. 2 sems as a GRAD student at WVU.....I was never so proud intelling my BE college name.... and i hope tat most of u guys will agree with me.. why is that so are the colleges not worth or its only that we don't feel so proud of over place thinking that there is always something better in other colleges. but that was true in my case......but on the otherside i would definitely loved the lineage that MJCET especially ECE had ......i will never forget all the "FREE" marks that helped maintain 80% marks throughout the 4 years......
why am i becoming soooo nostalgic now....i realize its 1 year .......when i look back now what i have with me is ....lets count
1) My friends (always no 1)
2)MJ "MIT" as we used to call....thats make me smile
3) Birthday parties...salu and sim's cars gave us a very good company....
4)"LONG DRIVES"...and i will not forget my longest one """"""
5)chop sticks ...major income form MJCET
6) the trip ....what should i call it ..we all have give it different names
7)matin / vishwant hostel...a major study place during exams....SAM thanks
8)of course.... the backgate were we used to wait for ____ for hours together ....i think it will be unfair if i don't mention riyaz punctuality ....riyaz u have always been my inspiration........
9) all the comedy tat everyone of us contributed....some that cross my mind now are ...prahalad and blood....and lots with riyaz...oh!! some of them were really hilarious ..can't list each one of them here...
10) ..last but not the least ....PEOPLE's XEROX.....right from notes to lab sheets(kanjus lab assistants...unforgetable EDC LAB)
11) HIFAZT sir...nightmare for all .....ZAKIR sir cool dude especially jatin & sail's best friend ...cannot resist myself ..thermodynamics .....and electrical engineering sir , PRP sir.....and list will go on...every \one had some "item ".inside them ....all very funny instances pass through my mind every now and then....
12)OMG hoe can i forget .....C/C++ mam......S*** ***K ....i forgot her name yar.....i think most of us always had some reason to her and talk though what we learnt was very less....wat sailu ..am i right ....(fav student)
13)ROBOTIX club hahahahahah......was fun/time waste/mind waste/....../.../.../..(this is strictly for me)
14)IEEE ....what to say...
15)Project...its something that did on my own ..and always feel proud of....thanks to shyam
16)oh!! santosh /sailu / harsha's / faheem lov feelin ..stories ...always added extra masala on DUM BIRIYANI life at MJCET... ..i think i need not elaborate on that..
17)oh and ...3nad's entry into ECE A ..that was with a really big BANG...
18)along with it the prahlad 3 and fights and ofcourse his beatings ..unforgettable
19)
20) i have left for u guys to contribute and fill it up.....
21)..
..
....
no.1) and no. ....last) its u guys again and again
...thanks for all that fun time of 4 years......"HAPPY DAYS"..
Friday, January 22, 2010
Howz life going Now adays????
thats really a common question these days, especially after sem break and trips that i have made and seeing photos of different place thanks to orkut. Now if someone asks me how many places i have seen i will say NY CA Baltimore..and i am confident that the list will definitely increase in next few years. Wow!!! i am seeing places sitting in front of my computer...and guys I have bought a laptop..after lots of deliberation with lots of people i have bought a laptop. I just hope that i will justify its cost by using in to the fullest...lets wait and see what going to happen....oh!! i have digress from the main stream of this blog..by the way will it have a stream or will it be related to the topic... ...i seriously doubt..u have to check it out...
let me move on..let me start from my introspection ...i have never been so talkative but why am i like that i think it is because of i think a lot, but think what?? think abt what others think of me....and it goes to a peak when i am not able to express my views to my friends because of the "language problem"....which i never ever thought i will have..that even becomes tough when u have someone who has determined to hate "tamilians"..but why people generalise ..should i call him prejudist...ia that a right way or not....but some times feel is he puts forth his view ...and that what i adore ....his sight somehow picks me as if i am guilty as if i have done something wrong....but why >>>"TAMIL" feeling ...can't avoid it....but anyways i would really apologise for the mistakes that i have done....he has been the same the first day i met him....any ways why am i discussing this **** now any ways i want to put forth my feelings and i don't want to "backspace" all the words have typed.....hard work!!
what else..hmmm..then what ..i have a laptop, a new job, now work now "office"..that word makes me go nervous ...I feel as if people expect a lot of things from me, will i be able to make it ..well its just a matter of time, I hope the POWER that got me this job will make my performance better.....because i seriously don't know why he has chosen me...anyways trying best is all i am doing...
but i liked my old job...and i would say ..i am proud of "dining services WVU"..it was bindasss....but it has its own problems...the first day of my appointment a lady said "We serve 500 people everyday"...those words made me feel vvvvvery happy about the first job and i was somehow very happy when i got my fist pay after 10 days of really hard work for "SERVING" people...that really feels satisfying....but there have been days when i have exploded on people(bossesss..that are lots of them) ..but no one could see it..ha.ha ha......!!!very funny!!!!,, ****..
is that it ...i don't know ..i started blogging to improve my English...i got lots of comments correcting my mistakes. thanks to all
special thanks to people who overlooked my mistakes....
ok then its time comment on this one then...common everyone..
that was something that i wanted to write.....thats all crap and very abstract....is it ???...i hope u guys get what i tried to convey in the bolg ...which i seriously doubt..........
im confused...as ususal.
ok i am going to sleep now ..
see u next time ...
god..help me improve....
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