I will not Yield

- A Poem on engineering, by Er. Vivek Abhyankar, Mumbai

*** I am 9000 yrs old, This is what Romans have told. But still I am costlier than Gold; especially, during earthquakes when the life gets Fold. Guess who I am ? As an Engineer, making me stable, is your AIM Probably you have guessed correctly my Name !! Yes a Structure is I am. *** Concrete and Steel are many ornaments Beams and columns are my ligaments Walls and facades are my garments Those who do not afford me, unfortunately have to stay with hutments *** Structural engineering is your Wizard But remember that the Life as SE is bit HARD If you just USE me to earn FAME Then mind well, soon from fraternity you will get a BLAME *** At World Trade center, I got melt Then only the danger of Blast could be Felt This failure happed because absence of the Stiffening Belt *** I may be strong . . . I may be week Every think depends on the forces that you seek Make my use at correct place Then I am sure that the God will Bless I will not yield I will not Yield This what wicked fellows think about me on the field? They load me at site beyond the limit

Even if the Engineer do not permit Structural Engineers keep nurturing the Analysis Hobby But nobody realizes the Pressure on Design codes from Business Lobby *** This all cause me to YIELD Which makes Common man to say Engineering is cruel filed !! I get converted to huge mass of Debris Politicians declare it as an Engineering Crisis (When I fail) Common man cries Common man dies Still it continues, giving bribes ***

"KNOWLEDGE - (Six Rules)"

a poem by Er. Vivek Abhyankar, Mumbai Knowledge is Power | . . . Knowledge is Wisdom || Knowledge is Root | . . .and even Knowledge is Fruit || 1 || Knowledge is Science | . . .Knowledge is Arts || Knowledge is Maths | . . .and even Knowledge is STATs || 2 || Knowledge is Commerce | . . .Knowledge is Engineering || Knowledge is Sports | . . .and even Knowledge is Medicine || 3 || Knowledge is Clean | . . .this is what WIZARDs have seen | if try to sell or purchase it | . . .will take you to a 'BIN' || 4 || Knowledge is born genuine | . . .one has to know this || But one can acquire it | . . .by regular Practice || 5 || Knowledge can 'Command' | . . .& Knowledge can 'Demand' || Politeness is the only way | . . .to keep 'Knowledge' in remand || 6||

A Book
A poem by Er. Vivek G. Abhyankar Structural Engineer (Mumbai)

*** Once I saw, thousands of books | On a street side, in the form of heap || I could quickly realize that | No one had taken from it, yet a knowledge sip ||1|| A few books were, brand new | And a few, very old || Because of the knowledge in them | They were like a gold ||2|| Some cover pages of these books | had a big hole || But still these books | Had never lost their goal ||3|| The hole was due to White ants and termite | Books with plastic cover Never give such ugly sight ||4|| *** I saw one new book | Laying on this road side || When I picked it up | I found in-it coverage very wide || 5 || This book had a green cover | And golden embossing || The content was also good Because the author was Dr. Sadhu Singh ||6|| *** Books should be in a library | And not on a road ||

Steel self is the only place | For books to abode || *** I purchased lots of | And read many || I gifted good books | Have you read any ? I searched many books | I circulated many || I compiled a one | When the days were rainy || ***

Old is Gold An imaginary, yet hilarious poem from an old Structural Consultants office who has recruited a fresh young engineer with a confused mind By Engineer Vivek Abhyankar (Mumbai)

IS-code was revised after twenty years This lead to one Lazy engineer with his eyes full of tears He said, Now I have to study again Then he questioned, On this revision, what did BIS gain ? Their was resistance from SUCH masses But they never realized the PAST code crises *** A Fresh engineer was busy in surfing Internet Probably he was searching for a life-mate Mobile was ringing When HE was singing The coffee was getting cold When Internet was showing BOLD *** In the cabin Boss was checking Design But looking through the Glass at Trainee, boss said its a bad Sign In HIS design the STAAD was used Because of which the old Boss got confused Boss was unable to use STAAD On his inability the young engineer felt BAD *** On this behavior The boss got sever The angry boss said, You do not know anything He smiled and said, about me . . .why you are so keen I will refer the book and do the design Else you will compel me to resign ***

Boss roared and said Have you studied LSM The young engineer laughed and said No. . .I was trying a Computer Game The draughtsman was hearing and started Hard Disc Clearing Knowing this further the old boss lost his BEARING *** The old boss was not ready to learn computer due to work load and HE had no inclination to read the new IS code the boss said You make mistakes, in computer analysis on this HE said but thats a global Practice Boss said Manual practice is OLD and hence it is GOLD Let me use WSM instead of LSM then coolly HE told *** Boss started thinking on this reply At end agreed Old is Gold always do not apply

(The poem is purely based on imagination, and has no relevance to any individuals. The words HE, HIS are used to indicate or to address the so-called fresh engineer in this poem)

It was a mid Summer

Poem by Er. Vivek G. Abhyankar Structural Engineer (Mumbai)

It was a min Summer, when earth was shook It was a festival day, when Latur experienced a Seismic Hook On that night ground was facing hot Birds and snakes came out, making discomfort a lot Creeping sounds came, from earths womb Poor farmers never knew, these forces are like atom-bomb Sky became dark, trees were shivering Earthquake energy gathered at Latur, was waiting for appearing It was a mid night, when Latur was shook 30 seconds, 6.4 Richter scale, acted pretty crook Stone houses and Bulky Roofs With no sign of ductility fuse Houses got crushed, lives got flush Rain started pouring, making the earth slush It was a mid Summer, twenty years back The Same Latur has now developed a Political knack

Engineering Materials
Poem by Er. Vivek G. Abhyankar Structural Engineer (Mumbai)

Brick is brittle, Concrete has creep Steel is stronger, yet its cost is deep || 1 || Aluminum allows, light weight structure Yet difficult to shape, it also has a rupture || 2 || Plastic has a long, chain of polymer But for environment has zero glamour || 3 || Use of Timber was, rejected due to termites As it was not, seasoned properly under sunlight || 4 || Stone became stronger, laying under a mountain Still environmental issues made it abandon || 5 || Old houses were made, from clay & bamboo From this a very, few architects had a clue || 6 || Nature is nurturing, gives human free We human made it complex, under knowledge tree || 7 || We explored new materials, also some are due We got confused, and could not select even a few || 8 || Alloys were developed by metallurgist Use of alloys in a building, required a mind of a scientist || 9|| Tender specifications have become, large and thick New materials qualify control, has leads to a strike || 10 || Construction chemicals has made the problem diverse According to experts, its a time to think reverse || 11 || Durability Ductility, Strength & Stiffness Beyond serviceability how to, fixup material weakness || 12 || Performance rating is the, new concept coming up ahead Time will decide whether, the material make it crusade || 13 ||

Time has come up, to study old structures application of Judicial Judgment and basics, at this critical juncture || 14 ||