And, then I thought.

Everything was subtle, depressing, disillusioning and full of cribs for a long while. The cyclic fevers didn’t help either.

But, suddenly there was a barrage of events that went around me. Though not related to me, they made me pause for a moment and think.

The early signs were there when I wrote earlier and it was good to see Bertie somewhat agreeing to my point of view. I thought that things will settle down after a while but new events just keep on augmenting my concerns.

I see people around me who are brilliant; Give them any damn problem to solve and they’ll crack it in a buzz. But, then they start doing things that completely disturbs the all-happy-utopian-landscape one could have imagined.

Is it really necessary for people to grab on everything they can?
Even if the benefits could have been afforded by them, had they not filled their wardrobes with Adidas's and Nike's of the world!

Is it really necessary to show your arrogance and so-called "attitude" to guests?

Is it really necessary to start listening only when the other person starts talking about dollars and pounds?

Is it really necessary to not end any conversation without mentioning the P word?

Is it really necessary to display your individualistic superiority at the expense of someone else?

Is it really necessary to stop dreaming just because you know the world is not going to change?

P.S. I’m even ashamed to tag these posts.
P.S.A. Have started listening to this song. I don't know a word they say but somehow a certain connect happens - http://in.youtube.com/watch?v=ADD7ga9Bs_k

Poppin' Pills

Repeated night outs, a confused mind, and a even more confused weather man - What do you get out of all these? Cold, fever, constant headache and, more importantly, a fear.

It's an unsaid rule in b-schools that thou shall not fall ill. And, if you do so, you're screwed. I need not even explain why :)

So, here I am, happily popping pills, hoping they have the promised effect.

Damn! Even this post is so confusing :(

The Disadvantages of an Elite Education

Long but really nice article:

http://www.theamericanscholar.org/su08/elite-deresiewicz.html

Paradise Lost.

It was one of those bandh days when the whole of Bengal comes to a standstill. And, all that we are left with is no transportation, no open shops, and most importantly no food since mess workers are part of the union.

But, somehow we managed to get some outside workers who could cook at least a bare minimum quantity of food for us. Needless to say, the utensils were scarce since there was no one to wash it and make it available for reuse.

So, in a situation like this and with hundreds of so-called “best” brains in the country, you can obviously be assured that people will manage the crisis.

But, what do you see instead?
People rushing and fighting for food; stuffing themselves to the brim; grabbing on spoons, forks and bowls that they didn’t even use; taking out serving spoons for personal use.

It looked as if it was the end of the world and this was your last chance for salvation.
It’s a shame to even imagine that these will be the people who’ll lead the country tomorrow :|

That brings me to another important issue -

Is good education enough to make you a good individual? Comments.

The 1st ones..

These were the days I dreaded the most - stuff nightmares are made of.

The very idea of going through the whole grind of examinations and evaluations all over again sent shocks across the whole of my body. The last time I felt that way was when I accidentally tripped on a high voltage wire.

Not that I never gave examinations in my life. Engineering was full of “those” things. But then, only an engineer knows the inside story. And once, that you have actually been in the industry, it's only the threat of losing dollars/euros that takes the shit out of you. All other things are passé.

So, what was it like?

Six gruesome days which were never accompanied by nights. Endless doze of Tea, Coffee, Cold drink, Rolls, Sandwiches and whatever you can grab throughout the so-called nights. Listening to the same song on full blast after each exam.

But, somehow I felt somewhat at ease. While others were not sleeping at all, I was logging 5-6 hours daily. Though, I am yet to see the repercussions of such a move.

But, all said and done, I'm sure that people will introspect deeply after this mayhem. The lines have been clearly drawn. We now know who's gonna burn the midnight's lamp from here on (of course, with high hopes of high returns) and who's gonna try his level best to extinguish the lamp (of course, to keep the spirit of relative grading held high). Rather than just following the mad race, people have to find their own way.

Am I right in what I just said?
Maybe the more experienced, and we have a hell lot of them, people can share their experiences. Especially, since they had stopped blogging during their b-school days **fuming**