Monday, September 28, 2009
Dandia Nite at SIC
All of us had quite a time running footloose on Dandia Nite at the campus on September 26.And one anticipates today's lunch too :the Bijoya Dashami special menu .Ahaa!the festival season is in full swing.
Thursday, September 24, 2009
The pursuit of happiness
It was as if the castle of my heart has been all morose because of her absence. Then there was news that she was coming back. And then she came, with all her grace, with that charming gait, stunning everyone around her with her quintessential beauty.
“She’ll be coming round the mountains when she comes,She’ll be riding six white horses when she comes.
Yippeee yi yi yippee yippee yi”
Everyone rejoices at her arrival. The trees salute her with greener leaves. The clouds, her guardian angels, always roam around to keep her safe and sound.
Monsoon has come!!
The sudden squeak of the microphone breaks my flow of thought. I came back to the harsh reality. The reality of competition, the rat race for jobs, MBA, entrepreneurship, Capital Markets, statistics and bitter ugly rivalry in all spheres of life. There is no time to sit and brood about the beauty of nature. Everyone is running. People are running towards some unknown invisible magnetic force whose nature nobody knows. Some say they are running in pursuit of happiness. Some are running for recognition, fame, money. But at the end of the day all that one wants is happiness. So would it be fair to assume that we are running after happiness. But at the end of the day are we happy? This entire saga of struggle, the study, the competition, the sleepless nights does it all make us happy?
I do not know.
Yes, we are happy when we achieve something. But sometimes I think that it would be so much better if I could leave everything and settle in some small village, with a river nearby. If I could watch sunset sitting beside the river with no worries in my mind.
But reality does not let us paint such a romantic picture. Reality has mosquitoes which tend to come and scare of people who would be watching sunset beside the river.
“Let’s take 10 mins break and then we’ll resume with the subsequent portion.”
People scurry out of the class. Some hurry to the loo, some to grab a coffee to help him combat the torturous boredom of the class. I wait. Wait and watch those incessant drops of rain coming down from the heavens. Yes even the heavens are crying on the sad plight of the human race. The race that had advanced so much, that they have forgotten that the basic right of all beings is the right to be happy. The dark clouds roam about menacingly over our head posing. A harbinger of some great calamity. A possible check to the humans who are becoming menacing to the earth’s existence itself. The heavens keep on crying on man’s plight, on the sad state of God’s favorite creation.
Krishanu Mukherjee (09-11)
Are we really happy??
Have we ever thought what are we running after?...
Do we remember when we made someone smile or made someone’s life better?....Do we remember when we went out in the rains to have a splash?...Do we remember when we had a long walk along a beach?..”Woh kagaz ki kashti , who barish ka paani”
The subprime crisis has brought people back to the roots. The meltdown is a reminder to everyone to put aside the deafening daily din and to put one’s ears to the inner voice and calling of life.
We don’t realise that we have almost covered 20-25 percent of this life god has bestowed upon us..why not to make the most of what 70-75 percent of what is left now?
Do we dare to ask this once we die whether the world will remember us from the grades we get or the amount of money we have in our bank accounts, but how much we have made changes to their lives?
What matters is the number of smiling faces all around and how much happiness one spreads along the way.
“After all there are things which money can’t buy”
We should get back to our roots ….there is no end to materialistic pleasures.
Samarth Gupta (09-11)Saturday, September 19, 2009
Remember why it started?
So you are at it again
Wiser neither for the years nor the mandate
And you follow the same old, the same very old ways
Remember why it started ?
You thought you had a chance
And believed an unblemished spirit of enquiry would see you through
A glimmer of a knack and a trick up the sleeve
Remember why it started ?
You couldn't see the thorns in the path
Or hear a word of ridicule from the naysayer
You could see why it was worth it all.
Remember why it started ?
Yet as are with such things
The seed of doubt is given an acre
And the constant rain of not remembering
Of why it started.
Remember why it started ?
The all time favourite inspirational tool-kit :-
1)If(Rudyard Kipling)
2)Chicken Soup for the ___ series (Jack Canfield)
3)The Winston Churchill Battle series : yup, not just the generals , the politician too could pack a punch while rallying a nation or the troops to charge on.So these series of quotes pretty much serve as a reminder that humanity has been through worse than a term paper.
A poet in a MBA grad school, of course ;has a different meaning : the non-traditional students who bring a different perspective to the classroom, usually populated by engineers, bankers or information technology specialists
Thursday, September 17, 2009
When God Speaks
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Sketching updates!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Entrepreneur - The Calvin Way!
Sketches and the Picassos of SIIB...
This post was a long due, sorry for having delayed. It's the no-prizes-4-guessing-idea of our Dear Ignisense09 coordinator Mr.Piyuesh Modi, to create an online sketches portal by all the SIIBians.
- Sketches submitted by all of you would be uploaded in the picasa album created under the siibblogger@gmail.com head ( find the link for album here --> Sketches by siibians )
- Selected few of the sketches would be displayed here in the blog...and the rest can be viewed in the album itself.
- Send your sketches(if interested offcourse) @ --> siibblogger@gmail.com, or piyeush modi (skyisntlimit@gmail.com ), Venkat Raman( incorrigibleoptimist@gmail.com).