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TGTR, as we like to call it, is an undertaking by a group of energetic, jobless people. It is a
fortnightly magazine, dedicated to providing a public forum for people to showcase their
fiction, artwork, or any other form of creative expression. In addition, we pride ourselves on
being a reliable and consistent source of unbiased content.
In addition to providing news and literary content, we also plan to expand our range of activities
towards a more social inclination by focusing on various issues that plague society, by forming
relations with NGOs and like-minded organizations that strive for the betterment of our society, and
eventually by organizing campaigns for improving literacy, health and basic awareness. We plan to
inject fresh media like photojournalism and a blend of online and written content into our newsletter,
keeping up a consistent reputation for high standards throughout.

Why?
Because we want to. Because we feel that everybody should have the right to speak out, and
be heard. And in this cause, we want to provide a medium that can give them that freedom of
expression, and an audience that will be both receptive and critical.
If this sounds too high-winded, or unreal (“an audience that will be both receptive and critical.” we
know,) believe us, eventually, this will be the case. We’re hopelessly optimistic, at most times, but
have realists among us who are not afraid to point out exactly what is wrong with our plans.
Because we want to make a lot of difference
Finally, because we’re ambitious. We believe in acquiring a skill-set that will stay with us as
experience for the rest of our lives. And working under deadlines, amidst diverse requirements,
is what helps us garner them. The struggle to not compromise on quality even under pressure can
sometimes bring out the best in a person. Trust us, we know.
We create the necessity, and invention will follow. (Clichéd? You tell us.)

“Brand Ambassador slams Games”
“CWG lane trials throw traffic haywire”
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iving in Delhi, here’s what we get to read
everyday in the papers. With less than a
month left for the commencement of the
Commonwealth Games in the capital, there still
are a few things that need to be completed.
Bad roads, unfinished stadiums, faulty
facilities, is all everyone’s talking about here.
Why isn’t anyone talking about the good things
coming out of this all?
The Metro. What an ingenious idea to of anything with the whole city breathing down
introduce it in a city where it seems like every my shoulder and criticizing my every move.
thing is lightyears away. The cause? Probably
bad traffic, and the fact that the places were far
away from each other anyway. Bring in a cheap,
fast way to travel, and we have a winner! So
many people’s lives have become so much easier
(Not to mention my own - traveling to Gurgaon
from Hauz Khas in less than 15 minutes, a feat
which I would have achieved in about an hour empty. Me? I see it half full.
on a good day.)
Who doesn’t love trees? You would not believe
the transformation Delhi has undergone in the
Why So Gloomy Mr. Bhagat????
last year when it comes to being environmentally
friendly. Greenery everywhere. Compressed
Natural Gas. Biodegradable bags. Paper bags in
markets. Go green campaigns. In a world where
global warming is a primary concern, this is
what progress really is.
New Delhi is using the Commonwealth Games
as an excuse to reinvent itself. Bad roads, power
cuts (Yes, we all deal with them, for hours on
end), bad roads (Oh, did I say that twice?); let’s
look at it all as the beginning of a process, the
result of which will have a beneficial impact on
our lives (eventually).
All the news channels ever talk about are
facilities that are yet to be completed. What
about the facilities that have been completed?
Due credit should be given to the officials
and laborers who have gotten the job done. I
would not have been able to do a decent job
Continuous rains and constant criticism isn’t
helping our situation. Where has all the optimism
gone? Why does it seem like everybody’s hoping
for something to go wrong during the Games?
We should be rooting for its success.
So, everyone else can think of the glass half
Shruti Shyam is a 2nd year student of fashion
communication in NIFT, Delhi. Her hobbies
include photography, swimming, painting,
eating and sleeping(a lot).
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isam-ul-Haq Qureshi and Rohan together indulge in their passion. What’s
Bopanna lost in the US Open finals. possible in sport is surely possible in business,
Big deal….someone always loses trade, education, and so many other sectors,
right? Yet, their feat still deserves applause. isn’t it?
Qureshi and Bopanna lost to the top seeds, Here, it may be worth asking what made
Bob and Mike Bryan, after a well-fought Qureshi and Bopanna click as a team.
match. Again, if you’re not an avid follower of Bopanna summed up their success in a single
tennis, you must be wondering, who cares? word: trust. The baggage of the past may
Let me tell you. What gives the tennis duo’s weigh down heads of states and restrict their
success an extra dimension is the unusual capabilities to rise above mutual suspicion
pairing. Indian and Pakistani citizens rarely and forge a climate of peace. Now…I for one
join hands, even in sport. Sure, you saw can never imagine them(the heads of states )
them, once, in the IPL…but consider this…it sitting down and have a nice chat about the
really wasn’t by choice, was it? Probably the latest Resident Evil flick, but shouldn’t civil
only reason why sportsmen from the two societies be able to transcend such animosity
countries would even bother to play together and work together for a single purpose?
is the big fat cheque that they receive (not
to mention the fact that they were bid for by Look,the facts are simple. As a nation, we
rich socialites and businessmen). don’t trust Pakistan. Not one bit. And why
The two tennis players have
offered us a scenario rarely
imagined in the subcontinent,
a partnership involving Indians
and Pakistanis. The Qureshi-
Bopanna partnership is evidence
that such a prospect can be real
and rewarding. It’s a model
worthy of emulation not just in
sports but in other spheres of
human activity. I know…on first
thought…the possibility of this
happening is quite remote, but
here is living proof ( proofs? )
that athletes from two different
countries CAN forget the cultural
and political differences and
should we. The relations between the two
states are far from cordial, what with the
Kargil War and the Kashmir situation. Granted,
although there is no direct proof that Pakistan
was in any way related to the event, the terror
attacks on 26/11 have not helped strengthen
our bonds either. But why should we hold it
against the people of Pakistan. After all, they
are human as well right? I’m confident that
as I type this this out… there must be some
youth over 2000 km away, writing down the
same about us. The relationship that exists
between the two governments shouldn’t
really come in the way of how one Indian
citizen views his Pakistani counterpart.

One way to marginalise this adverse effect

on Indo- Pak relations is for civil societies to
build alliances that are not restricted by the
logic of the nation state, like the Qureshi-
Bopanna bonding. Once such alliances gain
momentum, even states could be brought to
realise the transformational potential that is
present in collaboration.
Both Qureshi and Bopanna claim that they
had no political motives to play as a team. In
their opinion, they were brought together by
sheer love of tennis. Perhaps that is true. But
that one simple act of theirs has proven that
we can set aside our political differences for a
greater cause. Who knows? Perhaps someday,
Qureshi and Bopanna might be remembered
as the tennis players who brought two
countries together. The flag bearers of peace!
That remains to be seen. But I hope that in the
future, more sportsmen will stand together
with flags of both India and Pakistan printed
on their caps, ready to truly play as a team….

It’s time to bridge the gap.

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ooking for an ideal teacher is not that
easy a task. To me, an ideal teacher is
a dream and only some dreams come
true. First, let us think of the teachers in
schools. Here a teacher is expected to handle
students with utmost personal care, he/she
must lead from the front as far as discipline
is concerned, and now and then act tough
with mischievous pupils, just like parents.
Sometimes the teacher-student relationship
is very personal, to the extent that the kids
often listen to their teachers, not the parents.
Therefore, when the teacher preaches moral
and human values, these words slowly act as
a catalyst in very young minds, sometimes
in their early teen. Also, school is ideally the
place from where a student gets interested
in specific subjects, may it be mathematics or
literature.
When I look back upon by schooldays, I
feel that majority of my teachers were good
at teaching, some of them fought hard to
convince some intricate parts of the lessons,
and most of them had delicate touches with
us. My schooling was in a government-run
co-educational school in Cuttack, where
the exclusive medium of instruction was my
mother tongue, i.e., Oriya, excepting in the
classes on English or Sanskrit. Since Hindi was
not compulsory and was only up to class VIII,
hardly anyone stayed in the Hindi class. We
used to run into the school playground for a
quick game of soccer or cricket. But the poor
Hindi teacher never missed his class. After
bunking about five Hindi classes, once we
thought of exploring about the proceedings
in our class room. When we peeped in, we
saw the teacher was faithfully teaching to
some ten odd students, while our class VIIIB
section strength was about forty. When
we approached the entry door, our teacher
spotted us and asked us to get into the class
room. After we were seated, he politely told
us that we might run away from the class but
his duty was to teach us Hindi. Perhaps on
that day, I got my first lesson on responsibility.
Such was the commitment of teachers during
my schooldays in the sixties - a rarity in most
of the non-private schools these days. As a
result, many public schools have come up
during the last forty years, which charge huge
amount of fees that millions of poor Indians
cannot afford. We need to watch and see
how the right to education bill, passed by the
parliament, will work in the ground level.
Now let us move up the ladder to college/
university level teachers. Classroom teaching
is an art by itself. Consequently, some
people are born teachers, who, by virtue of
their colossal personality, shear power of
impromptu delivery, aided and abetted by the
command over English, attract students to
their lectures. These people teach creatively
and spice their lectures with anecdotes and
stories. There is another group of teachers,
who may not have that immense power of
delivering the lessons, but they work hard by
taking interest in as many pupils as possible
and experiment with innovative methods of
teaching. Since these teachers work hard, they
make theirs students work hard. However,
in both the cases, the passion for their
subjects is common, which ultimately results
in stimulating the students. These people
inspire their students intellectually, move
them emotionally and they are virtual masters
at igniting the quest of learning; sometimes
on the corridors of their Departments, in
their personal chambers or for that matter
in a tea shop within the campus. Therefore,
these teachers break through the classroom
walls, thus proving the ultimate strength of
an ideal teacher. Students Remember their
teachers for their kind and stimulating words,
their impartiality in rewarding them with the
deserving grades, and their counsel when
the former got it wrong. While doing Masters
at Roorkee, I was called by one of my very
good teachers to his room. He told me that
I did exceptionally well in his paper and he
proposed that I should do my dissertation with
him. I only politely told him “Sir, examination
and dissertation are two different aspects. As
a student I had to put same efforts for all the
subjects, but for my thesis, I may be left to
my choice”. Then my dear and magnanimous
teacher looked at me and said “Excel in
whatever you do, best of luck”.
It is important to note that a teacher’s
job is not only teaching but also personality
development in students. Here, I find perhaps
no difference between school and college
teachers. Because emotionally there is hardly
any difference between a fifteen year kid in
the school and an eighteen year undergrad in
college, no matter how much the latter may try
to prove that he or she is more matured. Such
situations have become more acute during
the last two decades or so, mainly because
of our typical middle class social mindset
with one or two kids in the family, leading
to ultra-protective nature of the parents. As
a result, when these kids go to residential
colleges, problems of homesickness start.
The cell phones have their advantages, as
well pit falls. While the advantage is first
communication during emergency, the
disadvantage is unnecessary talking, not to
the likings of these young people. Thus, in a
residential Institute, the role of a teacher is
beyond teaching. Just imagine, your teacher
apart from teaching, asks a few personal
questions such as about your hostel life, mess
food, your family members. You will certainly
feel that your teacher cares for you and this
is one of the happiest moments in student
life. Agreed, friends do care for each other.
However, personal touch from your teacher,
from whom you expected only to learn, is
completely different.
Teacher-student relationship is exclusively
mutual. If students expect their teacher to
teach and clear the doubts that they have,
then the teacher also expects the students
to have passion for their subjects and
perform well. If the teacher is structured in
his task he or she also expects the students
to be disciplined and organized. Sometimes
I wonder that if the same students who are
disciplined while playing a game of cricket or
basketball, why they don’t carry on the same
into their studies. I am worried about the
change in the attitude of the students over
the last two decades. Many students always
think that they can do everything on the last
moment. Take this example. Recently, on a
late Sunday evening, I got a call from one of
the first year students of my Department,
who wanted to get his KVPY form signed. I
told him to meet me the next morning in the
Head’s chamber. When I came to my house
I was told by my wife that one student rang
up and when he was told that I was in the
Department, he said, “even on a Sunday”?
Next morning when I asked him about the
reason of his urgency, he simply told me that
he was nearing the deadline. The bottom
line is I signed about twelve KVPY forms on
the Friday afternoon. In summary, all these
eighteen year-old kids were approaching
the closing date. Again, some students tend
to relax after they crack some national level
examinations and get into colleges. What they
forget is that school to college transformation
demands more commitment and conviction.
Standard of the plus two education is in an
extremely bad shape in the country. In general,
the students these days write and speak poor
English. This is one of the worst effects of
mushrooming of coaching Institutes. Many of
the students were not asked to write anything
for two or three years. This was not the case
some fifteen to twenty years back, when I
came across many students with reasonably
good knowledge of English. In this context, I
congratulate Mr. Anand Kumar, an IAS officer
from Patna, whose ‘Super 30’, comprising
very poor students excel in the IIT JEE every
year. To me, Mr. Kumar is certainly a near-
ideal teacher. However, he must also inculcate
the skill of writing and speaking English in his
pupils. I would certainly convey this message
to him one day.
When we look back on the present day
college education, I find a change from black
board to power point. Agreed, the student
strength has severely increased. But then
why power point, why not draw and write
on a small piece of paper and project the
same though document cameras or digital
visualizeers? When the teacher draws/derive/
writes on the board or on a piece of paper
for projection, the students are expected to
replicate the entire exercise and in the process, inquisitive scientific minds and engineering
the very first step of learning is accomplished.
When some of the best teachers including
noble laureates in MIT and Harvard are still greetings on the occasions of the Teachers’
continuing with the conventional board and day. I came across many students, who made
chalk method, the power point culture of my academic life exciting. As an example, let
some of our teachers is really worrisome.
May be that occasionally one may make
use these audiovisual tools in order to save
time, but certainly not in everyday lectures.
Well, this is my personal view; certainly not
accepted by some of my younger colleagues.
Another point in college education is what
the appropriate course content to be covered.
I narrate a good story here. Some thirty
years back one young faculty, with a fresh
US-PhD, joined the Mechanical Engineering
Department at IIT Kanpur. One day, he told
his Head that it was not possible to cover the
entire course. He was graciously told by his
Departmental Head “young man, your job is
not to cover, rather to uncover the course”.
The message was very clear. As a teacher, one
is supposed build the basic foundation in the
minds of the students and while doing so must
leave some questions, with pertinent hints.
Let the students dig into those questions and
come back with plausible answers, leading to
discussions outside, thus breaking the barrier
of class room. In addition, more interactions
can be there in the laboratory and tutorial
classes, where I think individual teacher-
student interface is of vital importance for
learning. After economic liberalization of the
nineties, another striking change has evolved
in the students’ career interests. Many
students with B. Tech./BE in core engineering
opt to crack CAT and get into IIMs or some
other business school after their graduation
and finally end up serving in banking and
insurance sectors with huge salaries. This is
the hazardous consequence of the modern
day higher education, which makes only
managers in this corporate world. In the
end, we are not producing manpower with
acumen, which is frustrating.
I keep getting e-mails, telephone calls and
me tell about one of my favorite students,
Raman, who did his thesis with me in 2003.
One evening he came to my chamber, with
formal dress. Looking at his attire, I asked
whether he had an interview. Raman told
me “yes Sir, it was Infosys”. He paused and
then with a courteous smile continued - “I
gave them a chance and they did not know
how to make use of it; so I pity them. Forget
it Sir, let us get down to my dissertation”.
After a couple of days he was picked up
Reliance petrochemicals. Three years back,
Raman sent me a mail telling that he left
Reliance and joined a Dutch multinational,
based in Mumbai. Then he went on to say “I
left not for the reason that I am paid more,
but because, now only I am allowed to think
independently, which you always stressed”.
Raman’s mail certainly gave me a little peace
of mind. Some of my Ph. D. students, on
various occasions directly told me that I was
forcing them to accept some conceptualized
models, which were if not wrong, were not
convincing. I congratulated them, followed
by elaborate discussions and culminating
with some more compelling explanations. My
point is students have to say ‘No’ and justify
why they say so and an ideal teacher has to
accept his or her error. Then only Science
flourishes. Once I was listening to Prof. M.
M. Sharma of the University Department
of Chemical Technology (UDCT), Mumbai,
who was delivering the prestigious Sir J.C.
Ghosh memorial lecture in my Institute. For
the benefit of the students, I may remind
that Prof. Sharma is a renowned Chemical
Engineer, the first Indian Engineer to become
an FRS, London and he is also the recipient
of the Leverhulme Medal of the Royal Society
for basic research. Between the lines, Prof.
Sharma proudly said that the fundamental
philosophy behind the most of his important
papers was an outcome of his UG/PG teaching.
From his one hour lecture, I could surmise
that he was my ‘ideal teacher’.
The basic question - what inspires a person
to take up teaching, when he or she can be
heavily paid by the Industry? Teaching is a
creative art and some people are obsessed
with such ingenuity, just like some others
go after painting, writing or music. At the
university level, the teachers have complete
academic freedom, which is more satisfying
than any salary offered by the industries.
Further, as a teacher when I deal with people
varying in age between eighteen and twenty
five, I feel mentally young at fifty two. If the
basic question is who is a teacher, I sum up
with the famous Bernard Shaw’s quote. “I am
not a teacher; only a fellow-traveler of whom
you asked the way. I pointed ahead-ahead
of myself as well as you.” To my mind every
student must learn this lesson. Finally, my
message to the students: follow the advice
of your teachers in particular and elders in
general, not because the latter groups of
people were always right, but because they
have more experience at being wrong.
Biswajit Mishra
Professor and Head
Department of Geology & Geophysics
IIT Kharagpur
E-mail: bmgg@gg.iitkgp.ernet.in
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 T
eacher’s Day is here again!(I really
felt sleepy saying it) I witnessed
the same routine that I have been
seeing for the last two years, the freshers’
were given the much awaited opportunity to
prove themselves. One which they have been
apparently craving for since they have set foot
on this campus! Anyways thumbs up to the
participants of the stupendous celebration.
Teacher’s Day has been one of those
occasions that has been part of my life since
the good old school days. The transformation
in the celebrations from school to college has
been dramatic to say the very least. But as
far as I’m concerned little has changed, for I
still add a few teachers to my favourites list
every year ( mostly based on their looks). On
a more serious note, I feel really fortunate to
be taught by several eminent teachers during
my formative years.
Now I find myself in an infant of a campus,
and oh boy, saying the circumstances
have drastically changed would be a gross
understatement. To be honest, I don’t have
any favourite teacher now, coz I don’t feel like
crediting anyone with the title. Inspiration
is hard to come by these days, I find many
sycophants here!
From impersonating different teachers
(usually my favourite ones), being excited for
the holiday (kind of) on the eve of teacher’s
day, actively participating and showing
enthusiasm, I have come a long way. Usually
the mention of teacher’s day is followed by
a yawn, and I maybe remember a teacher or
two from my school days. Now after all this
blabber, I dare anyone to ask the question,
“Nobody from college?”. Well, the less said
the better, and mind you, they are professors
with PhDs(most of them)......! Crediting
someone as a teacher just because they teach
is essentially wrong. A question I would like to
ask is, “Have you actually learnt anything from
them?”. I know I have been highly critical. My
thoughts reflect the unforgiving nature of this
generation, so its really tough to be a teacher.
Who wants to be a teacher these days! Well,
I don’t. Not after I have seen the best of them
not getting the kind of respect they actually
deserve from us!
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 C
ome to college, and quite unknowingly
our ‘teachers’ metamorphose into
‘faculty’. We no longer deem it
necessary to greet them as they pass us by,
or in a more flexible system like ours, attend
classes. Sure, we have better things to do
with our time, and “8am class kaun jaata hai
yaar?!”
But at the same time, I remember a few
of my teachers, not for how much of their
subject they taught me. I remember them as
people who slogged with me day and night,
people who took that extra step that made
all the difference in the world, and most
importantly as people who believed in me
more than I ever did. I miss being at school.
I miss getting a sound thrashing for being a
little late, I miss iodex sprays on a bleeding
wound (not kidding). And I miss believing that
my teachers had a quick-fix solution to every
problem.
When I look back at how and when that
changed, I see that as time progressed, I never
gave anyone else a chance to fulfill that role
in my life. I guess it happens to all of us. But I
genuinely wonder what it would be like if we
gave our faculty that opportunity.
I mean, being prepared enough to teach
for an 8am class isn’t an easy task, is it? And
the way we mock them, being up there is
not a joke after all. How about we attend a
few classes, just to show them that we care
about all the time they’ve put into preparing
for it? Or how about a polite ‘good morning,
sir’ when they pass us by? If you think classes
are a waste of time, let me tell you, “Usko
kuch nahi aata” is just a lame excuse for your
laziness; and acting all indifferent to their
presence is NOT cool.
Try talking to one of them once, and you’ll
realize that they have a lot of experiences to
share. Give them a chance and they will evolve
into the role of a teacher, and do so happily.
I’m not advocating teachers’ rights here. I’m
just saying that it’s awesome to have opinions
and perspectives-as long as you remember
that the other side has them too.
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 While we have had enough of people
bitching about why so-and-so’s manifesto
sucks a** and why ‘NONE’ is the best choice to
pick in this year’s campus elections, not most
of our grievances are unjust. We’ve seen just
about enough of how dirty politics can get.
We’ve seen almost everything possible, from
people licking first-year-student a** to people
trying to manipulate us, begging us to vote for
them, and all this on the very first time we’ve
met them. We’ve also, in a very literal sense,
had enough of pamphlets. While the amount
of money(I’m guessing quite a lot) you’ve
spent is entirely your concern, the 3 fliers I
have been finding slid under my door for the
past week have been harder to catch hold
of and dispose of than the occasional moth.
And when you did turn up, as it is customary
among your breed to do, all you managed to
influence was the Age of Mythology game I was
playing on LAN. Another of your kind accosted
us at Amul, and made us listen to a full two
minutes of the crap he was spouting. In short,
you’ve made life on campus terrible, and we
know you’ll do nothing once you’re elected.
If you think you’ll get a letter recommending
how awesome you’ve been as whatever post
you’re contesting for or something, you’re
wrong. And this for some odd reason, you fail
to apprehend. Go get a life.
P.S. Did I mention how awesome your
website was? The colors remind me of
this drawing I made when I was in the first
grade...
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Let’s agree for a moment that I’ve
managed to make life difficult in the campus
for you during the past week. What you fail
to realise, is that you’re as much a member of
the campus as I am. The only difference being,
I filed a nomination and you didn’t. Things
that happen around the campus affect you as
much as they do. Unlike you, I choose to be
a part of things that affect me. And all you’ve
lost is some time listening to what I have to
say, and a LAN game. Things that perhaps
look serious to you, because you haven’t put
any thought into what the elections mean
for you. As for the fliers and the website are
concerned, there was no other way to get my
point across. Posters were banned this year,
something you’d probably know.
I’ve done nothing what you wouldn’t
have done in my shoes. What you’ve called
a**-licking, is actually me interacting with
people, telling them who I was and what I
planned to do. I did not ask them not to vote
for someone else, I didn’t promise anything
that couldn’t be done. Tell me there’s any
better way to have done this. When you say I
won’t keep my promises, or I’m doing all this
for recognition, you assume a lot. In other
words, you’re assuming I’m doing what you
would have.
Considering you’re going to vote for a
friend of yours anyway, calling me a hypocrite
is just thick.
All I ask you to do, is to make an
informed choice. For once, give it a serious
thought. Apathy, as they say, is death.
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Q1. What is your Company all about? What does it do? How many people are involved in
it? Who are the founding members?
Ans. Our company creates panoramic virtual tours for location centric businesses.. Using our
own patented technology we are able to create beautiful panoramic virtual tours that are able
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manner. We are currently a 5 people strong company. I and Vineet Devaiah are the founding
partners You can find out more about our company through our website www.bits360.com
Q2. What made you start this company? What first gave this idea?
Ans. We enjoyed making panoramas for fun. BITS360 was a gift to my college because he felt
he that no one really appreciated the beautiful campus next to the beaches of Goa. Then we
saw market potential as we grew with time and now it’s there for everyone to see, BITS 360.
Q3. How difficult was it to start-up? Did you receive a lot of set-backs? How did you deal
with them?
Ans. We had some starting difficulty as Vineet was based in the US and I was in the final year
of my engineering, so coordination was an issue. I always wanted to start a company that
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and I met Vineet personally for the first time after working together for 18 months, when he
came down to India for vacation. It was very clear at that time; this was the best thing that
we could do. Vineet quit his job in the US; we recruited our first employee and started our
development office a week after I graduated from BITS-Goa. We were making profits from
day one and are still cash positive so it was less of a financial burden on us. Some of our major
setbacks were to bring a certain amount of work culture in our company, we had never had
experience in client facing products nor had any contacts in the business we were selling into.
We started off with tapping both the BITS and NITK alumni for for first 2-3 clients and then it
was pretty easy.
Q4. How did people close to you react when you told them you were going to start a company
of your own? How did you feel?
Ans. My parents were very supportive and though it was a huge step for me I felt very confident
in what I was doing. My friends were excited for me because we had always discussed how I
wanted to get into entrepreneurship. Vineet had already started and sold a company so his
parents were much more calm about the situation, though he complains they keep asking if
we are “ok” . I think overall it was a good feeling all around, I think the complaints and issues
will start being raised after a year or two if things start going downhill.
Q5. What were the sources of finance you could leverage?
Ans. Vineet and I put in the initial money which we haven’t touched so far because the money
from our deals are supporting us financially right now.
Q8. How would you describe the experience so far…. Has it been fun or only work?
Ans. Vineet is intense and he maintains a high level of work ethic in the company. It helps a
lot because as we are just fresh graduates and we need to get better. We have fun sometimes
but most of the time its work. On an average we work close to 16 hours a day. We never feel
like this is a lot of work because we are passionate about what we are building. I am sure once
our company is more successful we will have time to have fun.
Q9. Where do you see yourself after 5 years? What are your plans for the future?
Ans. I think we see ourselves as a successful technology company doing meaningful work in
our domain..
Q10. How do you now see entrepreneurship? Some tips for upcoming entrepreneurs.
Ans. The only tip I could possibly give is to stop dreaming and start doing. Entrepreneurship is
not a game, it’s not something fancy and unlike your competitive examinations you have no
ranks – you either pass or fail. I personally find it fun because of the work am doing and I can
imagine how difficult it would be if I was not passionate about the work am doing.
Q11. What do you look for in your employees and interns that you take? Is it knowledge or
creativity or sincerity etc.?
Ans. We value sincerity a lot. A person who’s sincere can learn more things while working.
He/She should be excited about the work and have enthu. We also look for people who are
smarter than us, no use taking someone who is dumber than you.
Q12. How was your college life? What are your favorite memories? What lesson do you
think people should take from college?
Ans. It was interesting to say the least and also very different from expectations. What I learnt
most and what I’d like to share with all the readers is that you should never stop working even
if you are tired and never stick to just the curriculum. Always pick up something or the other,
randomly, and learn about it. Don’t close your minds.

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llipuram Foundation is a non-profit
organization registered as a Trust in
Hyderabad, India. The Foundation is
established by Allipuram Rajasekhar Reddy
and group of NRI Software Engineers around
the world.
Since its inception, the Allipuram Foundation
has worked to support the underprivileged
in society and enrich their lives. Founded &
Promoted by Allipuram Rajasekhar Reddy, a
Software Engineer working for an MNC, the
Foundation began its work in Hyderabad
extending its activities to other districts of
Andhra Pradesh. This foundation is driven and
managed by more than 50 Volunteers located
in different part of the world, mostly software
engineers working for different companies in
India and abroad.
Allipuram Foundation acts a channel
between beneficiaries like Orphanages, old-
age homes, Mentally/Physically challenged
Homes, Schools, Institutions, Organizations,
Foundations and NGOS and sponsors
like Individuals, Corporates, Government
and Institutes. It also helps other NGOs/
Foundations/Non Profit Organizations with
Technology like Software Development,
Website Development, Graphics Work,
Presentations, Posters, Promotions, Collateral
Training and Learning Material free of cost.
Contribute
You can contribute Allipuram Foundation
by any of the following:
•Stationery
•Training/Learning Material
•e-Learning CDS
•Old & New Clothes
•Kitchen Equipment and Vessels
•Toys & Games
•Sports Equipment
•Space in schools, colleges, offices or
others to teach Kids
•Space to conduct special classes like
Career Guidance Sessions, Art, Computers,
and Internet on weekends
•Teachers and volunteers to work in
Schools
•Companies to join our mentor program
•Money to run Allipuram Foundation
Programs
•Design Collateral, Graphics, Develop
Software and websites for NGOs
Volunteer
They rely on volunteers to help accomplish their mission. You can assist them in many ways.
You can help them by providing your valuable time interacting with our children and elders
who need support of kind people like you. You can also voluntarily contribute in the following
ways:
• Conducting health checkup and awareness camps
• Promoting the our mission among you friends and family members
• Advocating child rights in the society around you
• Sensitizing your colleagues and managers and making them socially responsible
• Helping our children for better education pursuits
• Supporting children and elders to nullify the social stigma among them
• Celebrating many happy occasions like birthdays, marriage days and other memorable
anniversaries with Orphanages and old-age homes
• Adopting children and supporting for their entire wellbeing

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 Id no: 2008A7PS127H
Hometown: Nainital
Zodiac: Aquarius
Movies: Only English non- romantic.
Music: Rap, pop ,soft rock.
Hobbies: I do random things so I’ve no specific
hobby.
Concept Of Masti: Here in BPHC…the best way is to
bunk classes and go out with friends.
School -> College: At school I was this silent kid
who never made much frnds…and now…yeah now
I’m still that.
Subject and Teacher: My fav. subj is English
literature. And dad was the best teacher.
What do you like about BPHC: Absolutely nothing!
Only thing I like is my hostel life with my few frnds.
Embarrassing Moments: It was when I was in 10th. I had just watched scary movie 3 and while
returning from a day out with family, I was imitating a scene by spilling water from my mouth on the
passer-bys from inside the moving car. On the next red light a motorcycle stopped and 3 men came
towards me angrily…I froze. They let me go because my parents knew one of them. My whole family
was looking at me with a wry smile and that is the most embarrassing moment of my life.
Memorable Experiences: Maths section @ JEE 2008 is most memorable.
First Crush: That was in LKG. She was my best friends’ sister…so he even let me sit with her (of
course he didn’t know that she was my crush) and I never let her study so she failed. Dunno where
she is now.
Fav Sports: Basketball. Kobe Bryant.
Message To world(BPHC): Never regret the past & never worry about future…always live in the
present because present builds your future and also becomes your past.(wow…That was heavy…)
When Sad: Go out to party. It works!
Books: I relish Jeffrey Archer’s Novels.
Cuisine: KFC’s bucket wid sweetened coke has no match.
Fashion: I wear whatever I grab first frm my cupboard.
Who Would you like to See in a swimsuit: swimsuit!!! Hey if the fantasies of people @ BPHC were
so limited we would never have had fortiguard.
Idea of a perfect date: A romantic (yakkk!) movie…followed by a candlelight dinner and then a
long drive. And uh-ohh… just as we reach her house…my car breaks down ;)
Id No: 2010B1PS614H
Hometown: Jodhpur
Movies: Teen movies. A Walk To Remember.
Robert Pattinson, Ranbir Kapoor, Amrita Rao,
Preity Zinta
Music: Soft music
Books: Used read frequently till 10th then life
got busy with studies in the last two years. Like
Charles Dickens
Life @ BPHC: I thought I’d have to study less
in college, but here there are so many tests
and exams. I’m still getting acquainted with
everything. Hostel life is great. We stay up till
late, gossip, watch movies etc.
Hobbies: Reading, watching movies, nothing
very specific.
Changes @ BPHC: I think the seniors are great and they are trying very hard to improve
everything, and they mentioned lots of things in their manifestos also. Hostel definitely needs
to improve. We have no internet, no QT plus we have to walk a lot.
Cuisine: Sizzlers, Indian sweets, Dal Baati Churma. After coming to college I have specially
started missing “Mummy ke haath ka khaana”
Memorable Moments: In 11th and 12th, I had a big group. We had a lot of fun together. All
that time is very memorable.
Embarrassing Moments: Nothing in particular. Dost to udate hi rehte hain.
Idols: Kalpana Chawla, APJ Abdul Kalam, My mother
School -> Colg: It’s the first time I’m staying all alone. This is the longest time I’ve spent
without my parents. But college life is college life.
Elections: Elections were a new experience for me. But sometimes it got very boring listening
to all the people come and talk about their manifestos. Once we had to listen to people
coming one after the other for two hours.
One thing you really want to do: Be a part of a band
Future Plans: I want to be someone my parents can be proud of.
Message to BPHC: We are among the best in India, among the best in the world and we
should live up that faith.
Id No: 2009H123008H
Zodiac: Virgo
Music: Opeth, AR Rahman, Lata Mangeshkar,
Movies: Not much into movies, don’t like clichéd
movies, prefer movies with sensible storylines. Fav
are Andaaz Apna Apna, Shawshank Redemption.
Life @ BPHC: It’s Very good. When I joined,
initially I didn’t know we were the first batch so
I was a little apprehensive. But the BITS tag was
there. In terms of facilities we weren’t expecting
too much. Campus life is quite tension free but
also a little away from reality. We’ve all enjoyed
the activities and the fests.
Acads @ ME level: They are much more focused
as compared to undergrad. Also at this level you understand what aspects of other subjects
you study, because in undergrad you only browse through everything
Undergrad: Not very good, okayish.
Why M.E.?: It’s a personal interest. I think if any of you gets really fascinated with the things
you see here then you should go for M.E. You can always do MBA after this also
Hobbies: Stargazing(no, he actually likes stargazing), gaming. Half-Life(1 and 2) and GTA Vice
City are all time favorites
Sports: Cricket, Carrom
Fav teacher: Chem Prof. Adil Gyarah in Jr. College
Cuisine: Vegetarian, Punjabi, Maharashtrian, Gujrati (Finally somebody who likes Indian!!!!)
First Crush: 2nd Standard (not a teacher), then next in 11th standard.
Changes @ BPHC: More transportation to the city (Is anybody listening)
Idols: None, generally I idolize anybody who does something good
Message to BPHC: Enjoy these years coz u won’t ever get them back. You should have fun but
also take an interest in technical activities. There is a lot of scope and some of the professors
are very good, though you might not agree (he wouldn’t name anyone publicly, go ask him in
person)
Memorable Moments: 1. Getting selected by NVIDIA, obviously.
2. This was in Mumbai. There were 3 of us and we wanted to give a treat. So we called a friend
from Grant Road to Xavier’s college. We were trying to do decide the restaurant. We walked
into various restaurants, but always one of us would have a problem. In the end, after walking
about 2-3 km we ended up eating in a restaurant in Grant Road opp. my friend’s house. Best
of all we ended up paying for our own meals.
Embarrassing: It was in 3rd standard, I attended a workshop on arts & crafts. Everybody
was called on stage and there were 300-400 people in the audience. It was the first time I had
gotten up on stage and I totally blanked out. I became really nervous and just pointed at my
painting and said something like “This is mask, this is painting”. I somehow managed a thank
you and then again said “this is painting, this is mask”.
Who would like to see in a swimsuit: No one in particular
The Big One….About Placements: I am feeling very good about it but it was much
unexpected.
Initially we weren’t even sure if we could sit in the written examination. We were informed at
the last minute that we could. At that time, we are all feeling very frustrated because CISCO
had just rejected everybody. There was just some communication gap and it was sorted out.
34 people wrote the written examination, 6 qualified from that and finally NVIDIA selected
2 from those.
I was asked three questions in the interview – Where are you from? Where did you do your
engineering? If you are from BITS-Hyderabad, why are you attending placements in BITS-
Goa?
Tips for placements: If the job profile is technical then only technical things matter but if job
is more management oriented then HR interview is more important. Appear decent in the
interview. Don’t boast, don’t praise the company too much and don’t go overboard with your
answers. Don’t take a negative attitude in the interview.
Things You Really Want to Do: Going to space like silver surfer and explore the universe
Final Words: Walk straight in life irrespective of space-time curvature

1. Dead Poets Society

2. Kung Fu Panda
3. The Great Debaters
4. An education
5. Star Wars – Empire strikes
back
6. Karate Kid
7 .A million Dollar Baby
8. Taare Zameen Par
9. Black
10. To sir With Love
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 D
angling from her fathers figure she
walked to the center of the rickety old
bridge. She climbed onto him and gazed
at the ocean drenched in moon light. The beauty
of the sight held her gaze, drawing it towards the
endless mysteries of the ocean. Nestling in her
fathers bosom she wondered what lay beyond
the vast stretch of water, did the ocean truly
merge with the havens, overflowing into the
abode of the gods?
She was to be married soon. With a cascaded
blur of emotions she walked up to the very spot
where years ago her dream had taken shape. She
stared at the serene ocean, inviting her, calling
her. Her journey was about to begin. Time had
come for her to cross the ocean and see what
destiny had in store for her.
Life rarely flows the way you wish it . And her
life never even hinted to become the fairy tale
she had wished for. Her husband turned out to
be a drunken degenerate. He came back late in
the evening stinking like the sewer. Tortured by
circumstances and hard work, he took out all his
frustration on her. He pounded her to the ground.
Her soft delicate form changed into a grotesque
monstrosity. Her face was swollen from the abuse,
her eyes sunk into purple patches, and her nose
shattered- held together by a bloodied piece of
cloth. She worked gingerly, unable to use her
twisted hands. She silently tolerated the torture
hoping, hoping for light in the darkness. But even
hope was beyond her reach; she was barren and
would never bear a child. Her husband married
another woman, and her torture continued.
Pain, pain was all she felt now. Her anger was
drowned by her agony; she felt no happiness, no
hate, just pain. She walked in along the sandy
beach trying, hoping to sink her anguish in to
depths of the ocean. But the ocean washed her
steps away as if ashamed that she was even
there. Her beautiful vision was no longer real;
the ocean was no longer a refuge from reality.
She had been abandoned to the reality of her
life, to her pain.
A storm raged, but it was nothing compared
to the storm that raged within her. She was torn
between the pain of her reality and the comfort
of death. She was torn between pain and sin;
between hell during life and hell after death.
She walked to the same spot on the bridge and
stared at the ocean- pitch black, its surface torn
by the storm. Tortured and mulled….far from the
serenity she had once seen. She drowned herself
in her dreams, shunned reality. For reality meant
only pain, and pain she wanted no more….!!
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Main qaidi number 115 engineering college
ki salakhon se bahar dekhta hoon,
Kagaz ke tukdon ko degree mein badalta
dekhta hoon,
Is mess se mujhe sambhar ki khushbu aati hai
aur har baar mujhe ghar ke khaane ki yaad
dilati hai,
Yahan ke teacher mujhe kasai jaise lagte hai
Jo students ka bhavishya apne haathon mein
rakhte hai,
Woh kehte hai college mein padne ki zaroorat
nahi, fir kyun har baat mere CG pe aa jaati
hai,
9 pointer kehta hai ki main us jaisa nahi, fir
kyun mujh jaisa woh lagta hai
Main qaidi number 115 engineering college
ki salakhon se bahar dekhta hoon ,
Coaching mein padte bachhon ko dekhta hoon,
Kehte hai khud ko student aur mujhe engineer
bulate hai,
Engineering ka soch ke kyun apni zindagi
doobate hai,
Unhe dekh kar fir se us samay mein jaane ka
mann karta hai,
Woh ek samay tha jab kuchh kar dikhane ka
mann karta hai,
Main Qaidi number 115 engineering college
ki salakhon se bahar dekhta hoon,
Umeed ke rangon mein lipte ek engineer ko
dekhta hoon,
Maa baap ke khwabon ko poora karte , khud
ke khwab bhool chuka hai woh,
Physics,chem aur maths padte padte,
jeena chhod chuka hai woh,
Hostel mein masti karne ka jee karta hai,
Hostel ke liye toh ek aur zindagi jeene ko jee
karta hai,
Woh kehte hai yahan se jaane se pehle
tumhari naukri lag jaayegi,
Phir kyun mujhe koi khushi nahi jab ke ek badi
tankhah ghar aayegi,
Main qaidi number 115 engineering college
ki salakhon se bahar dekhta hoon .....
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D
ear mom, dear dad, I don’t know why am I so sad,
Maybe god has taken you away from me that’s why I feel so bad,
No where to go, no place to stay, I landed up in this orphanage,
My survival is on the belief that I’m still in god’s patronage,
No company to comprehend, not even one friend,
Parents coming and adopting them along every bend,
Walking the lonely corridors, no one was there to care,
F***ing around the whole day, returning to the room so bare,
Eating the crappy food, getting to know my hood,
Survival was so tough, wondered if I really could,
Life was far from fun, I think I’m almost done...
But sadly in the end, I remain an orphan.

D ear mom, dear dad, I don’t know why am I so sad,

Maybe I went out for a walk outside that’s why I feel so bad,
Glad to be out once more, I started observing you see,
But what I saw that day, was difficult to digest for me,
A strong emotion in me, I started looking for love,
The feeling had vaporized from the world it seemed, just wondered how,
Homeless running around looking for shelter,
Running helter skelter...your heart’s gonna melta...
Thought it was only the orphanage, but even outside no one seemed to care,
Hard to find someone who had something he wished to share,
Poor getting poorer and the rich getting richer,
The irony was so strong I wish I could show you a picture,
Peace, a strong belief, now a mere myth, seemed a distant dream,
The world was in chaos and terror, you could hear people scream,
No warmth in anyone’s eyes and heart, no feeling fraternal,
Hate was fast becoming a fervour which looked eternal,
Cruelty, sarcasm, cheating and hypocrisy,
All filthy elements of an already f***ed democracy,
As night came to fall, I thought I had seen it all,
Something suddenly exploded inside me making me stop mid street,
I screamed in pain and anguish forgetting to be discrete,
Who’s the f***ing orphan huh? Who’s the real orphan??
I just lost my parents man, I can’t believe what I am seein,
I still have all my feelings and emotions intact, I remain a human being,
You people are all f***ed up man, you ain’t got shit,
Turning into ravaging animals slowly bit by bit,
Who’s the f***ing orphan huh? Who’s the real orphan??
Dear mom, dear dad, i know why I m so glad,
Shame on these fucking people, so I made my final call...
These people who have everything yet have nothing,
Or me who has nothing yet hath all..

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I
t was just yesterday that when I was
reading the name ‘BITS, Pilani –Hyderabad
Campus’ inscribed on something, someone
said “I regret coming to this campus. Nothing
happens here.” Then I replied, “Maybe it’s
because we are so dull…”
I have been thinking quite a lot about our
attitude since the beginning of this sem and I
feel we are practically doing nothing, except
a few instances of real fun and participatory
events. We are trapped inside our own
spheres of laziness. The first chance we get to
leave the campus, we do that.
We all want to see our campus grow at a faster
pace, technically and culturally. However that
does not really show in our actions. If we
really want to see our campus grow better,
we should seriously start taking part in and
organizing more events, attending guest
lectures and important meetings, opening
more clubs (formal and informal), bringing
in more people and involving them in the
planning process.
But why aren’t we doing this? Maybe we are
not motivated enough, maybe we are not
thinking in an organized manner, or maybe the
events and ideas aren’t being communicated
effectively. There are some things which I
believe can really make some difference:
- We are studying in “BITS, Pilani” (and then
in a lower sound) “Hyderabad campus”. Why
can’t we be proud of ourselves? We shouldn’t
be running under the shadow of Pilani/Goa.
Pilani has the legacy, Goa has the looks but
Hyderabad has the most potential.
Why so? Because it is the only campus in the
vicinity of a big city. We have a lot of strategic
advantage for growing. We can bring in people
and resources from the city. We can all get
the best workshops and training sessions. It
is not that we haven’t done that but we need
to do it a lot more. The policies and principles
followed in Goa/Pilani can guide us but the
situation here is a lot different than it is
there.
- Wiser choice of our representatives: I’m
quoting a friend of mine here “Why wouldn’t
the campus be in a bad state? Most of the
people who were active and the more
promising workers did not get selected.” I’m
not naming or blaming anyone, but we all
need to think on a personal level “Did I choose
the best candidate?”, “Will he/she be the
hardest working?” These questions may seem
irrelevant now but we need to learn from our
experience. We need to communicate our
problems to our representatives and watch
their actions. We need to question them at
each step. Ask what they have been doing,
and what their plans on each step are, and
also help them in making things better.
- More Clubs and interaction between the
clubs. At Present we have very few clubs and
a huge amount of untapped potential and
zeal. There are numerous amongst us who are
good but not talented enough to get selected
in various clubs. Some others may not like the
activities going on in the clubs. What should
they do?
What we need is a huge no. of small informal
clubs and initiatives by enthusiastic people.
The magazine you are reading is a very good
example of one such initiative. And, more
clubs like coding club, environmental club and
many clubs like that. Initiatives need people
much more than money, but we have to first
start.
- A Better Communication environment: PS : Feedback required. I need to hear from
Communication problems are everywhere you people. Suggestions/criticism accepted.
but in our campus, there is especially quite a
gap. We have a quite good number of people
speaking different languages. To create a
better communication environment, what
we can do is choose a common language and
start learning some basics of the others. Start
doing this by talking to as many people as you
can. Or maybe open some languages club.
These are a few steps which I believe can
make our campus more active and our
activities more enriching. There may be a lot
more , but on a personal level , we need to
first of all start acting on what we are think is
correct for our development. We are the 7th
best engineering college in the whole of India
and that should show in us.
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Eye on the the TV
‘Cause tragedy thrills me
Whatever flavor it happens to be, like... Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
“Killed by the husband” Much better you than I.

“Drowned by the ocean”
“Shot by his own son”
“She used a poison in his tea, and kissed him goodbye”
That’s my kind of story
It’s no fun ‘til someone dies
Don’t look at me like I am a monster
Frown out your one face, but with the other
Stare like a junkie into the TV
Stare like a zombie
While the mother holds her child, watches him die
Hands to the sky crying, “Why, oh why?”
Cause I need to watch things die...from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too, don’t lie
Why can’t we just admit it?
Why can’t we just admit it?
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
Neither the brave nor bold
Will write as the story’s told
We won’t give pause until the blood is flowing
I need to watch things die...from a good safe distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all feel the same, so...
Why can’t we just admit it?
Blood like rain come down
Drum on grave and ground
T
ool is one of the few bands that have adhered
to the philosophy of metal. They are rebels,
their songs are an extension of their philosophy,
their thoughts, not some random crap they shove out
to please the masses. I’m not going to get into to the
band, instead here I interpret one of their songs. The
song is ‘Vicarious’ from the album ‘10,000 Days’. The
song is a poetic depiction of the sadistic fragment
of the human psyche and the how much we value
our own lives. The essence of the song can be traced
back to a few lines.
“I need to watch things die from a distance
Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
You all need it too don’t lie.”
The singer confesses his own need to witness human
tragedy, and how he can live indifferent of it, just
experiencing it from afar, as far as he is un-effected.
He calls the society a hypocrite as it refuses to
accept the thread of inhumanity in itself, ashamed
of what it truly is. The allegation isn’t baseless, as
T.V. shows showing scenes of human tragedy have an
exceptionally large audience.
‘Vicariously I live while the whole world dies
Much better you than I.’
Clearly we would rather have the world rot away than
see our own lives crumble away. Vicarious depicts
the most primeval of all emotions that we feel.

Part vampire
Part warrior
Carnivore and Voyeur
Stare at the transmitter
Sing to the death rattle
La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)
Angels in the hearts of men
Pull your head on out your hippie haze and give a listen
Shouldn’t have to say it all again
The universe is hostile, so impersonal
Devour to survive... so it is, so it’s always been
We all feed on tragedy
It’s like blood to a vampire
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On Acads
Nabeel Ahmed Brain is the most outstanding organ
it works for 24 hrs,365 days right from the time of birth.
But it stops only when....we enter the exam hall ...
“Dhokebaaz”
Niranjan Upreti 2morrow @ 8:50 @ BPHC....kaisa hua???...<response>....mera bhi bekaar
ho gaya yaar!
Radhev Paleti Very embarassin situation:ppl saw me in ltc today at 8am..:((
Ameya Lonkar Teacher: Write a program using “pointer”.
Student: M’aam actualy we can write any program “only” using “keyboard”.
Anurag Srivastava SOP - SLEEP ORIENTED PROJECT..........
Swagat Yadav ’EM’oTional atyachaar ho raha hai!
Arjun Varshney ye BITS wale ek saath tests, assignments and project presentations ki
tsunami le aate hain !!! :X
On Campus Life
Shashank Shrivastava Life is simple: eat, drink, sleep, change facebook status.
Aman Gulati Ab power supply bhi HACK ho gyi kyaaa???!!!!
Faisal Ahmad Initiatives for an integrated CEL are gaining some impetus now. Great ideas
from all four campuses. One BITS, One CEL #bitspilani
Suhas Srivastava try hacking our site now !!!!
Schitij Kulshrestha 2 days of holiday->college dead.
Prerak Patel Which BITSIAN insect are you ??
Really !! suddenly Farmville is not annoying anymore.
Tanmay Ze Shah And God said, Let there be lite: and there was lite, and we all took it.
Vaibhav Ero-Sennin Playing “Dangerous Dave” after so long feels so gud .. :)
On Elections
Manish Kumar Jha is making “PAPER PLANES” out of election manifestoes...... ;)
Aman Gulati Today is d day we decide whos blood we suck fr d rest f d year....!!!! all da bst
ppl!!!!!
Prerak Patel wants to be known as the person who did it without the help of hundreds of
stupid photocopies :) :)
Shilp Vachhani feels sad for NOTA. No tie-ups, no persuasion or negotiations, always left
alone.
In General
Aamer Fazal Khan “And when some affliction touches man, he cries to his lord turning to
him in repentance, but when He bestows a favor upon him from himself he forgets that for
which he cried for before”
[Surah Zumr , Ayat 8]
Faisal Ahmad u have enemies ..good ..that means u stood up for something :)
Sai Gokul K The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences
of what never happened
Kapil Goyal Vivaswan Pathak ke paas kuchh salon me itne recommendation letter honge ki
uski shaadi me invitation letter ki jagah recommendation letter baate jayenge
Ashish Piplani Current population of India. 1,139,964,932. Even if you are able to take 1
paise from each of them we get 11 milllion rupees. If cover half of them you get 5.5m ,if one
fourth , you get 2.75. Charge that 1 paise per year. Still u get 7000Rs for one day.
Amazing are the powers of Volume !
Soham Pal rotating the buckyball...
Anurag Varma Priorities change in lyf bt human nature does not.
I was a miser then in sharing my toys, Iam a miser now in sharing your love..
Prasanna Giridhar I admire those people who climb the ladder dedicatedly to become
successful. As for me, I simply use the elevator!
Ajay Vaddiparti It was not necessary
to wonder about the reasons. It was necessary only to hate, to hate
blindly, to hate patiently, to hate without anger, only to hate and let
nothing intervene, and not let oneself forget, ever.
Timsi Gupta I’m suffering from sarcasm...dont worry..you’re too dumb to catch it!!!!
Vijay Narayan Wayne Rooney’s been told to take a long look at himself in the mirror. Like
that’s going to cheer him up.
Jayesh Sarode ”always & never are two words you should always remember never to use”
so,i will ........ work & ......... will be tired
Suhas Srivastava The average woman would rather have beauty than brains, because the
average man can see better than he can think.
Vivek Kumar An act of love that fails is just as much a part of the divine life as an act of love
that succeeds, for love is measured by fullness, not by reception.
Vamc Vinta Our body is full of water.. but if it’s hurt blood comes out.......... Our heart is full
of blood... but if it’s hurt water comes out 4m eyes.... :)

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