Drunkards Paradise

I never had such close encounters with drunkards in my life. It was funny and scary at the same time, don't expect me to narrate the stupid tales of the drunkards but let me attempt to analyze what exactly happens when people go out of control!
Last night happened to be a big celebration with my company hosting a grand party in a ball room. As soon as the bar opened, our pals who are fond of nothing but boozing started queuing up for pegs. अगर मुफ्त की दारू मिल रही है तोह कौन पागल उसको चोदेगा ! The reason for being in such a great mood after sipping in a few pegs was simple। Great music and Good girls who had come as part of a dance troupe।
उसके बाद क्या हुआ मत पूछिए, बेचारे पीयाकदो को भी याद नही के वोह क्या क्या बक गए, क्या क्या हरकतें की, खैर हॉस्टल के लिए निकल गए और हॉस्टल पहुँचने पर सब को डर लग गया की कहीं सुस्पेंद न हो जाए।

Why not distribute Doctorate titles like ration cards instead??

This issue has to do a lot with people like me, simply because it involves giving a title "Doctor" to a person who has excelled in a field like Sports.
I mean, why such a young person like Abhinav Bindra who has done nothing more in his life than winning an Olympic gold, that too just because his opponent messed up with the opportunity is so ridiculous and brings out the 'stupidity' of people offering the honorary title to him.
The fault lies not in SRM university but in us, as general public. The common man is so unaware of his daily dealings and how it affects the society as a whole. In the late nineties, there were not enough colleges to supply quality candidates for the software industry, which was witnessing a boom due to outsourcing. At this juncture, small colleges like SRM, Amity, etc took advantage of the situation and by way of good advertising, brand building techniques, emerged as successful money making universities charging exorbitant fees from prospective engineers and managers to build their infrastructure. Parents, who were lured by the software boom did not mind paying the fee demanded in anticipation of returns. Even banks offered loans easily and the system did meet the requirement of the industry.
The question to be asked after this background is "What authority do such universities have to confer a title", when these universities are not adding to any research value / quality output but only fulfilling the demand. IIT's, IIM's, IISc & regional universities have been there since ages and their decisions in conferring any title is subject to a lot of scrutiny being public institutions, but who will regulate the private owned & operated universities.
Even if these universities want to recognize talent, why dont they give titles to Sachin Tendulkar for his illustrious career, Dhoni for his achievement in T-20 cricket, Dhanraj Pillai for excellence in Hockey etc.
If this trend continues, we will surely see a day when titles are distributed like ration cards!!!

Reservation & the gen comments

Sometimes, you get wild because something which you had not anticipated, or the unthinkable just happens and you just cannot do anything about it. All efforts to eradicate the "reservation for lower caste" menace went in vain and so did all the effort along with it. The most interesting part of the reservation theory which I read just a day back was that if this "thing" is implemented, a gen person with zero marks in chemistry can make it into the IIT. While students are obviously not in favour of such a 'stupid' decision, even the teaching community seem to have a common agreement. The argument is that even if the cutoff is lowered, the 'stupid' people will fill up the seats and leave the Prof in a dilemma as to "how to pass them". The whole standard of education will suffer and instead of an Indian institute of technology, the insti will have to be rechristened as "Backward Indian Institute of technology". (BIIT)
A good idea then struck to me, instead of having reservations in premier institutes, why can't these lower caste people be given a separate insti with all facilities in it like any other IIT. Even the Prof's can be of their caste itself (instead of having a whopping 49.5% of reservation of Profs from these castes in regular IIT's) and it is a win win situation for all.

LAN cut and the mute spectator

What can a common man do when the Government suddenly imposes new rules, taxes, fines etc, he has no choice but to follow. But what if, every common man is united and the mob unanimously protests against something. Do we ever realize how strong we are in a group than alone.
Attempts to be united are often foiled, a simple mass bunk cannot see the light, simply because there is always one coward, one person who wants to show his compliance to the system and pretends to be happy where he is. His political intentions then show up and the rest are penalized except him.
Initially, I thought of such an idea of gathering the masses and protesting that why do “they treat us like dogs”. But realized soon that in India, “nobody cares”. Then the idea of curbing all further rebellious thoughts struck me and the idea ended up as a blog post.
Speaking of blogs, LAN cut in IIT has certainly affected my blogging pattern, a blog is usually created online, but the rules here make me type it on a word file and then copy –paste it. Some observations in this type of blogging are
1. You cant refer to your last blog to see even if you have posted this idea before
2. Creativity is lost in staring at one blank white page for typing on it.
3. You just create a post for the sole purpose of doing the routine thing, just to satisfy yourself that well, “ I keep my blog page alive by blogging atleast every 3-4 days.”
Remember, remember the 12th of August, the Lan cut by the authorities
There should be no reason why the Lan cut should ever be forgot.
Sounds like a known little poem, has a lot of meaning with a central theme “Things die, Humans & Animals die but an “idea never dies”

T-N(ightmare)agar

If you thought that you know everything about the inflation in India, think again! Well, have you ever visualised what inflation looks like? I literally saw inflation right in front of my eyes.
It all started from the most inauspicious moment I planned to visit the hustling T-Nagar in Chennai on a Sunday evening. The place is famous for all shoppers & window shoppers & etc's who dont want peace of mind. The word 'sunday evening' has its own meaning in this place and its equivalent to "welcome to Hell". I realized this when the bus I boarded stopped miles away from the usual bus terminus. As soon as I got down, I was greeted by hawkers selling fruits and flowers. I carried on with my mind set on the Saravana stores because I had heard a lot about it.
Enter Saravana Store, a six storeyed "everything available under the roof" building, I wondered how to walk inside because I could not see my legs, they just vanished in the crowd! I managed to climb the stairs right next to the entrance to go up from the ground floor. On the voyage, I could see great serpentine queue's and realized that they were waiting for getting the articles billed for purchase. There was a reason for this impeccable behaviour, Jeans which cost a lot to the common man were available starting from Rs 99 and all the 99 buck jeans got sold out within moments. So people went on to buy the higher range jeans and so on. As time passed by, the number of goods started decreasing and the length of the queue started increasing. After analysing the situating and visualising the term "inflation", I felt it was wise of me to just come out and scamper back home without even a miniscule thought of buying anything or roaming anywhere in the area.
To add to my woes, getting back to the bus stop this time would be a nightmare and the train had almost a 1 mile queue for obtaining tickets, apart from the rush in the local train of chennai city. So, I did the most intelligent thing of walking through small bylanes to reach the next bus stop instead of the terminus. In the process, I ended up with my legs aching all night, but hey, atleast I could see my legs!!