July 27, 2008
July 26, 2008
July 16, 2008
Mission Goa – 08
The mission that was made possible by everyone…
16 people, 1 mission
Mission Goa 08
February 23, 2008
Migrating for Migration – The Ending
Four months had passed. There was no time to go to Dombivli due to exams. The exams got over and there I started the process of calling the college to confirm if the principal is available for the day.
The phone bell rang but it died as I awaited somebody to pick up the phone at the other end. After trying it for several days I tried contacting my Dombivli friends to confirm if the phone is dead or the number has changed but in vain.
I could only try my luck this time. I left for Dombivli and anxiously confirmed the availability of the principal. There was a positive reply. I just had to get a signature on the photocopy of the leaving certificate.
I had to wait for about an hour but finally got the signature and with a smile left the college.
Next Tuesday I left for the university to submit the photocopy of LC and they handover to me my migration certificate. I had tears in my eyes as I took the certificate in my hand. These were “Khushi ke Aansu” after the tragic climax of “Migrating for migration” and “Still Migrating for Migration”.
Migration finally had a happy ending.
January 20, 2008
Is writing examination a waste of time?
Examination as given by today’s students is only means of reproducing data on a piece of paper. You are supposed to write whatever you remember OR create your own concepts real time. You read the data and reproduce it within 2 hours of time. Why is this important? Will this create a good leader?
People when given a task in real life, will use the same concepts and logics which is expected by the examiner more efficiently. If the same set of people when asked to write these concepts on paper within 2 hours may fail drastically. There are complex set of students present in a class, some are not even able to express themselves in a casual open forum, some like me can’t stop talking, does writing an examination give the first type of students to speak up?
Personally I think it is a waste of time and energy. You don’t learn the concepts to replicate it on paper but to use it. If writing is so important, why not write a memo or a white paper instead? Atleast it gives more insight on the subject…
Is anyone listening?
January 13, 2008
January 1, 2008
Rockin Party…
To express the Murud-Janjira (MJ) trip within few lines is a monumental task because each and every moment was eventful.
To start with, lets me describe the beauty which India holds when you move to the interiors. Having lived my life completely in the big city, I personally had very few chances of moving around the countryside. The beaches leading to MJ were amazing. Once you see those shores, you will feel the presence of some greater force. Living on the beach is a way of life; maybe person like me may never even fully understand it. You may never have the utilities around you which you get used to in the city but then you may never need them here.
When we boarded the bus in Mumbai – I could see each one, including myself, transform into an unknown kid. Unknown word is important here because many of us discovered each other, friends, and buddies in the end of the road. Words like NMIMS, studies, work, etc were hardly uttered. This was the “other side” of the men and women whom you meet from 7 to 9 everyday.
Imagine Rakesh running behind an auto-rickshaw on the streets of Mulund when he forgets his bag inside, Anil getting a second rickshaw & chasing Rakesh and Jaswinnder being the advisory board. This was a typical “Hera Pheri” type scene.
Imagine Anu Malik spirit inside Ozzy’s body, only to find that everything he does for the rest of the evening has an Anu effect.
Events like these followed us for whole two days
After an interesting evening which included a beach party, we headed towards our final destination. Fort Janjira is the reason why MJ exist today. This is the only fort along the western region which was unconquered until it gave in voluntarily after 1947 independence. With these facts we entered the only gate available; the design of the fort interested me immediately.
The fort was built on a 22 acre land and took 22 years to build. Like the number of days in a year the fort walls had 365 windows. There was only one way to enter and exit. There is a tunnel from inside the fort leading to the nearby Rajapuri village. The mouth of the tunnel is the size of a window, completely camouflaged within the houses of the living families. There are ruins of a palace and a mosque which are flawlessly shielded by a hill from the attacking enemy ships. The walls of the fort were divided into two sections, one facing the land and second facing the sea water. The section which was facing the water had a unique design from that facing the land “I was not able to decipher the purpose of this design”. The fort still holds one of the biggest cannon available during that era. To the naked eye, this looks like a normal cannon but the near-by tourist guide told me that this cannon never over heats even if you use it for days. It was made of a metal which remain cold even in the hottest day, I did touch the canon to check the facts. The canon was dead cold. (More Info)
I don’t think there was even a single dull moment during the whole trip. It was a trip where acquaintance became friendship …
December 30, 2007
Happy New Year – 2008
This New Year let there be snow fall and light fall…
Wish you all a very Happy New Year 🙂
December 2, 2007
Exam Fever…
One month to go for the second trimester and it has already started gripping all of us. There are two different teams to work with one in college and the other at work place (HR concepts to be applied here 🙂 ). None of the two is less important. If there are project deliveries coming near so are presentation day.
Lecture cancelled seems to be a boon to all of us at this point of time.
There would be no books available in the library and no time to read this blog. We have to remain hooked to yahoo group for the notes and the announcements.
Exams are coming soon…
All the best for the exams to all of us…
November 16, 2007
Still Migrating for Migration
This time I was very more conscious than before considering the probabilities of events that could occur in the process of obtaining the signature of the principal on the migration form.
I planned to go to the college at 11.00 am after confirming the presence of the principal in the college. The clerk picked up the phone and he confirmed that the principal is available till 5.00 pm. I quickly packed my bag with all the necessary documents and once again started my journey to Dombivli.
I reached college by 2.00 pm after the lunch time. I directly went into the office to meet the principal but he was in a meeting. I was told to wait till he is thru with the meeting.
Before taking signature I had to take the stamp of the college having principals name on it. I requested for one from the office but they bluntly refused and directed me to the examination department. In the examination department the HOD again redirected me to the office saying that it was not their responsibility. On explaining the whole situation I was able to convince him. Finally he redirected me towards his assistant to get the stamp. I went to him but this guy again directed me to the HOD giving an excuse that he does not have sufficient rights to put the stamp. I felt as if I was a tennis ball in the tennis court. Finally I requested HOD to personally give him the permission to put the college stamp on the form.
The game was not yet ove. I had to wait for about an hour for the principal. During this one hour I had to keep track of the principal (as informed by the one of the staff member) since as soon as the meeting gets over he may leave for the day.
Finally the meeting was over and I met him in the gangway and requested for his signature on the form. He called me up in the cabin which was somewhere in the first level of the second building. I pointed out to him where his signature is required on the form. But he nodded with a disagreement and told me that the stamp should be authenticated with proper verification. Now I had to run back to the exam section for the signature of approval. But they declined with an explanation that how could they authenticate if the leaving certificate was provided by the office. I was again standing in front of the office for the signature of approval. I convinced them why signature should be authenticated from the office and they provided with one after checking out my original documents.
I ran back to the second building to the principal’s cabin to find his door locked. I could not imagine going back home without the work done. After the ‘tennis’ game I started playing ‘hide and seek’ which made me remember my school days. I asked some of the students and the professors about his where about but they could not help me out. Finally one of our electronic professors was able to help me out with his where about. And at 5.00p.m I got his signature on the form. I returned home with a content smile on my face.
The next Saturday I submitted the application form with all the attested documents to the university at the migration counter.
And they flatly rejected the application saying that they require principal’s signature on the photocopied leaving certificate too which was neither written on the notice board nor on the form. I tried convincing them showing my original documents but in vain. The university made me remember the ‘snake and the ladder game’ which was played by me during my primary school education.
I don’t know which more games I will be made to recollect during the course of getting the certificate.
And am still migrating for migration…
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