Truth?Or Lies?

One of my favorite ways to pass time is to go over to the TED app on my iPad and watch speech after speech.Today I stumbled across this speech by this courageous woman who fled from North Korea.This post however is not on her escape neither on the problems of North Korea.The first minute of her speech got me thinking about an entirely different topic.On how where we are brought up and what we read in our books or rather what is fed to us through them determines what we think about historical events or personalities.

Somehow I started thinking about Operation Bluestar.With two sentences, the lady had made me doubt my Political Science book. I don’t think that this incident was written in a blatantly pro-government, or pro-Indira Gandhi way in my textbook, but was it tilted towards supporting Indira Gandhi’s Operation? Did my textbook gloss over the torture and killings of the Sikhs? Have I learned about the political history of my country from a very biased point of view?

I remember reading how history is always written from the point of view of the victors. I have always been aware that the history of the same place, same incident, written by two different people or two different governments, will probably be very different. I have always known that the Pakistani textbooks talk about the Partition in a different way than the Indian textbooks. But this impersonal knowledge had never struck home. I had never made the connection that the things I studied in school, what I was taught, might be biased and inaccurate. What in the history of my country has been deliberately left out of the school textbooks and what deliberately written wrong? How much of the true happenings do I really know?
We’re all so used to hearing only about the good in Gandhiji and Nehru; when have we ever heard about the bad?

Isn’t it time we stop glossing over the uncomfortable truths of our history?

You Need Not Read This.

Was,I admit a little under the influence last night.When I woke up today morning,found these lines on my diary.It won’t make any sense to you maybe,but as it made it’s way into the diary,I will post it here all the same.A written record for the way my brain functions!
In the beginning there were the good times.
Of course,there always is.
Then,there were a lot more.
And more.
Then they stopped,don’t ask me why.
You really don’t want to know.
And then?
Time went by,and there was nostalgia.
That too,is always there.
I had enough of staring into space, dreamy-eyed,saying,
“I once had a friend”,and sighing.

As I See It-II

A friend had commented on an earlier post (click the link for the original post) that made me think what I was thinking just the other day while walking back from my classes might be worth sharing!

It was a hot Friday afternoon. It had been a while since I had walked alone. The sun burned bright in all glory. And there was silence. Silence, except for the rustling of the dry leaves under my feet.
It was a long walk back to the hostel.I checked my phone. No new messages, no missed calls, and no balance.I looked into my bag. No iPod either. It would be a lonely walk with just me and my thoughts. I had walked these paths many a time, sometimes, like now, with the sun at its glory, and sometimes at night, when the pale blue moonlight washes over it all. Sometimes in the evening, when the streets are buzzing with activity, with people returning from classes, going out with friends, or just aimlessly roaming around. And sometimes early in the morning, at 7:30, when the unlucky few who have just woken up and shoved down breakfast hurry to class, still in a daze. And I had been one of those people, too. One of the people rushing to class in a hurry, or one among the giggling girls- chattering away, or even one among the random set of people wondering “Why am I with them?”
And I have walked these paths in winter,now that it’s here!When you savour the sun’s warmth during the day and shiver at night. I have walked these paths in the rain, trying hard to avoid the puddles! And then, sometimes when its too hot and its pouring I just walked out into the rain and let it drench me from head to toe. Or sometimes,I have made it a point to jump on all the puddles on the way.

I see one of my friends walking hand-in-hand with her boyfriend. Cute couple, I say to myself while yearning for one of those walks again.I remember those walks, a year ago,when such things were wonderfully new and exciting. And I smile, lost in my thoughts.
But life from then has changed. For one, a lot more seems to be happening around me all the time. Before I realize it the day has turned into a week. But maybe, more than the things around me,it’s me who has changed.Become more social and relaxed in peoples’ company. I feel the need to do more things now. And, surprisingly, I enjoy them too. I actually like being busy. Life seems to be good for now. It is tiring, but its fun too and it promises to get even better!

Here’s a photo taken in Konark!My initial reaction was,
“Oh thank you for the heads-up,I really did NOT know!:P”


College Life-It’s Started!


Here are just some of the things I have been up to in the last one and a half months!Hope it brings back memories of your college days!


1.Physics test the day after.Everywhere you look you see tense faces.The first real test in college afterall!There are four of us in my room.Watching season 1 episodes of The Big Bang Theory.

6:30p.m.-Friend 1:”Chal yaar,come, let’s sit down with the books”

                   Rest of us:”After this episode,wait.”

8:30p.m.-Friend 2-“Oye,it’s 8:30 already,let’s study.”

                   Rest of us:”Let’s go down for dinner after this episode and then start,”

1:00a.m.-All of us(in varying tones and degrees):”Oh damn,it’s one already!When do we study?”

                   All of us:”After this episode”!

We  finally sat down in our tables at around 2.The test,you ask?Well,I managed to answer 16 marks out of 20,12 of them by my own merit!


2. 14th august.the day before India’s Independence Day.

 11:50p.m.-All the boarders come and start standing in the corridors.By ‘all’ I mean a few thousand.

     15th August.Independence Day

 00:00a.m.-Residents around the campus find their windows shaking and dogs barking as a collective roar goes up from the 1st year hostel.Wardens start running around and unruly patriots(!) are somewhat          brought under control 15minutes later even though odd cries of “INDIA,INDIA” persist throughout the night!


3.A Friday!

10:30 a.m.Break between classes.

Friend 1:”We must cut down on our expenses you know..We should stop going for films every friday.”

Rest of us:”You are right,let’s skip films for the next few weeks.”

12 noon.We are all watching the first day second show of Barfi! !

(And what a film it was too!)


4.Class in progress.

Someone cracks a joke that can’t wait.We go on laughing till the teacher spots us,or, specifically me!

Teacher:”You!Come to the board and explain what is Effective Atomic No.”

I look around,shuffle around and then,as if in great pain,say,”Ma’am,but I don’t know about E.A.N.”

Teacher:”And that’s precisely why I want you to come to the board!”

Duh,it will be written in the pages of history that I made a fool of myself.



5.After staying up late I wake up 10 minutes before classes start at 8.I am there in the classroom,by the time the teacher enters.I don’t open my mouth for the next 3hours.Not because I am deeply engrossed in what’s being taught,but because in the rush,I had forgotten about brushing my teeth!


6.India vs England match at the t20 world cup.I will let this photo do the talking!



And this is after we won the match!




Well,it doesn’t look like the fun’s going to stop anytime soon!

NOTE:Before I end I would like to share the link of my friend Manish’s blog who has recently joined us at WP.If straight,to the point talking and some beautiful poetry is your deal,then here’s where you go!

A Friend,An Achiever

This post is on a friend and how the saying “it is never over till it is over” is so true.
Speaking of adages,the photo takes it a step further from the very famous one we use,doesn’t it?!

Let’s not digress!
Ten days ago IIM Indore released the list of successful candidates who aced the interviews for Integrated Programme In Management.For the unacquainted,IPM is a new course offered at IIM-I only,where 124 of the countries brightest students are admitted each year after their +2 boards and come out with an MBA degree after 5 years.
My friend,as it happened,did not make it.She got a status of waiting list-15.Not many people would hope of still making the cut,especially when you are talking about an IIM.Neither did she.All hell broke loose.To say that she was devastated would probably be an understatement,and crybaby that she is,we had a tough time keeping her away from the tissue paper boxes!
Then again,when you come that close to living a dream,you can’t help but be devastated.

Cut to today,and she got a call in the morning that allowed her to jump up to the 99th cloud,don’t you worry about the 9th!
Yes,all hell’s broken loose again,she has made it!
Though there’s sadness that a friend would leave us,the moment we remember what she has achieved,all sadness goes for a hike up Mt.Everest!
Well done Eva !
Darned IIM grad,here’s wishing you an excellent 5 years!
Here’s a toast raised from all the friends you are leaving back in KIIT.
We hardly know each other for a month,and still get along so well.God knows where it would have ended if you had stayed back with us for four years!