Highlights of my experiences

This is just a continuation of the previous blog. So, i don't have to give an introduction. Let me start off. AMATEURS IN THE BRANCH: What i meant by amateurs in the branch is that the impression of the E&C branch in SJCE as one of the best in the entire state still prevailed in the minds of everyone. It is because of this, we still had the enthusiasm to study and the subjects were little interesting, at least to me.  Some of the stalwarts lost their way. Let me not go into the reasons for it. One thing is for sure, the lectures were so boring that some of them totally lost interest and the first signs of transformation were shown by K.D and our Sangeetha Kala Vidwan(Anantha). Our first class trip was on its way by November(2007). This was one of the most memorable ones and and entire blog would be needed to express the views on the trip. The main point here is that we had enjoyed to the core. Well, after the trip, it was third internals on the run and ever

Let me begin this blog with a little introduction into what people call as the ‘life turning year’ the 2nd year pre-university. You will appreciate the introduction after reading the entire blog. Well I would not go into my pre-university college days. This introduction is just to show how some of the stalwarts of the studying game changed their domain, I would not say completely, atleast partially. Let me mention a few names I remember right now, Taki(96), Srikanth(55), Anantha(101), and not to forget the ultimate Mathematician Raghavan(318), KD(157) and the most creative candidate among the lot, Rohith(380). You might wonder what the numbers inside the brackets, these are their CET ranks. The first four with a slight propensity towards the “kule” domain and the final two with almost 75% change in their views. Video scandal During the starting two semesters of the course, everyone of them were carrying the residual vengeance and vigor to study from the pre-university

Utopia is an idealistic place where everything is ‘perfect’. You might be overawed by this mention of perfect. The perfect is entirely relative and only one thing is for sure, the different imaginations on the structure and characteristics of the xanadu converge to a concept called ‘freedom’ as quoted by the legendary hindu monk of India, Swami Vivekananda. Each particle in this universe is striving hard to achieve this freedom and I don’t know why is this duel for freedom on the run. Ofcourse, the why is an infinite loop and if you ponder over why, you end finally in why only. The ever expanding universe is the answer for how each particle is industrious in separating from one another. This concept of freedom is a paradigm for human activities also as man is also existing in this universe. A man does his actions and receives the reactions from the environment(may be inner or outer). The reactions may be desired or undesired and this issue on the desired or undesired in its

"The divine legacy...." Imagine you are in Subramanya on the morning of 30th January 2009, the chauvinists of the grandeur parry from the train at 6 a.m. burning with rage and desire. The station is filled with devotees to get acquitted from the divine. The gaggle of chauvinists consisted of Aloka(under-waist roisterer), Saikiran,Sachith, Deepal(fragile knees), Akshath, Suhas,Karthik Raghavan. I am Karthik Raghavan, narrrating you the nostalgic saga of all that went on the way to vanquish one of the tallest peaks in the whole of karnataka(KP). The intrepid saga of the chauvinists of grandeur begins after the genuflection to the perpetual. It was 7 in the morning when the door to the altar was opened, we performed solemn orgy and were back on track after having breakfast at 9:30. Regulation, the gaggle was with furore and vengeance and after half an hour, we came across a board in the southpaw of the itinerary showing the way to KP. Half and hour from here, we fe

The non-ephemeral nostalgia (31-01-08 and 01-02-08) I would not go into the fairy tales of preparation and everything and moreover I have an obscure memory of all that. The only thing that is lucid in my memory are the photos and at once i and athreya contrived take a detour from the bustling mercantile. The convoy consisted of abhey(confident charlantan), aloka(iconoclast), deepal(football freak), athreya(the ecclesiast), arun antony, me, and akshay. Now,I will have to trigger the imagination. It was 4 in the morning, amidst the darkness, like the light at the end of the tunnel, rays from a lamp was futting to a board. It showed Sakaleshpur railway station. We got down there and our first duties were to consult the station master and ask permission to trek. Accordingly,we went to him and asked him about the obligations. He advised us to board the same train and reach Donigal and start from there. It was 5 when we reached tat place. The place was an aura by itself.