Orientation and Puneet Sir's talk

So after the awesome Summer vacations, we return to college, and I find out that my new hostel is awesome too, unlike what I was expecting. Now starting to live with the CSE bhai log finally. :-)

Puneet Bindlish, Mining 2002 Alumni came over for the Orientation Ceremony and his special talk for students who had a billion and one questions about what to do after Undergrad. His talk was a marvelous piece of advice as well as the tinge of humor and achievement in failure that everyone loved to their heart full. 26th July ended with an in-depth discussion among me, Aviral and Sir.

So after all the gyaan darshan, it was time for swift action - preparations for the Orientation ceremony of the juniors. Registrations of 950+ freshers was a colossal task, but collection of about 820 forms was done, and that was phenomenal, considering the hell lot of people who joined the institute this time.
I added some glimpses into the 2 day masti with Sir and the Freshers Orientation Ceremony into my Picasa Web Album.

Orientation Ceremony - 27th July 2011

The two days were most memorable, and the experience was just too awesome to quote in words!
Hoping to see more of such events soon. :-)

Ciao

Karan

Sweet childhood memories.... :)

Time : 8:48AM
Just woke up after a very comfortable night. The WAS that I had left for download one night before was finally finished. So I was quite happy when dad woke me up this morning with this news.
Had an awesome breakfast - Horlicks milk, Bread, Jam, Butter, Namkeen, and what not. And as I had my breakfast, Eagles were beautifully playing 'Hotel California' on my laptop.....feel like heaven ! :D
A regular morning sight - Mum getting ready in a rush, again late for office. It surprises me how she manages a billion things all at the same time. For me, its like I don't care about the world when I'm doing something, So I'm not the simultaneously multitasking guy. But she is just awesome. Something about this morning makes me feel very special, as I start recalling the times when I and my brother used to wake up at 7AM to find Mum preparing the breakfast and reading the newspaper while standing in the kitchen. Papa was busy preparing our school dresses, and then after we had taken bath, he got us ready for school. People say that they hated school. Somehow, I was the other type of a guy, and it was a lovely experience getting ready...because imagining about the possible things that could happen with you that day used to make me go crazy.
It was an entirely cool experience getting late and trying NOT to be sent back home. Mum, me and bro used to go to school in Rickshaw back then. Afterward when I got my cycle, I used to reach much before time, and sat in utter calmness of the morning, and see everything around me, static as ever, waiting to be disturbed with activity. Sitting near the computer lab with friends, and making fun of the girls who passed by, was an ultimate stress buster !
In class IV, I used to sit near the Auditorium along with three friends of mine....we used to boast about all the possible things in the world, used to boast the little we knew about things...but it was all so honest and pretty. :)

Finally Home !!!

Well....to state my present state in three words - I'm just too happy !
Life in the past two days seemed like hell. Like everything was designed to destroy the limited happiness that I was managing to extract from the things near me.
I was supposed to reach home one day before...but thanks to some Jaat riots near Moradabad, my train got cancelled, and even after an intensive research into possible trains that would be leaving for Delhi, I failed.

Next day, I lose 515 bucks coz one ticket I had booked thinking about chaotic conditions, couldn't get canceled, while the other ticket in waiting was confirmed. So I ended in a situation, where one day I was getting no tickets, and the next day, I had two confirmed tickets with a total loss of 600 bucks ! How uncool can things be !
Well, I managed to reach home via Shiv Ganga today morning itself. But messages from friends not making me feel alone.
Life is something else at home. You feel so damn secure, so God-damn comfortable. I slept for a LOT of time, had freaking great Aloo paranthas with the awful lots of butter and Mum's love !

Some silly things I wont bore you with, were happening back at the campus with me. So I needed an urgent escape.
Now I am at my home, 800 kms away from that hell-hole...and feeling good... :)
Its my home, and its lots of comfort, but I still have loads of stuff to be completed. And that too, in just ten days. So I need to make a fixed schedule and work on that schedule. Somewhere inside me i know this will be a bit difficult, and if I want the stuff to happen, I need self-motivation...and so I'm trying to figure things out.
Just waiting for life to unravel some more....and I keep facing some odds and hiding from some.

Cheerio

KB

The thing we call (LIE)F.....

After some horrendous events which happened with me, I wrote this about two weeks ago, when I believed that things could be alright very soon, but now I wanted to delete everything, just erase any memory that I might have, but still wanted this poem to survive, so posting it here.

(LIE)F

A beautiful morning it was,
Full of colour, full of life,
But still i felt the void...
Lurking in the gloomy darkness of my mind.
Something told me life was a tragedy,
But stubborn I was, happy I was,
I had finally found a reason
A reason to live, a reason to smile.
I dont fuckin' care if its really a tragedy,
Coz its just those careless smiles I care about
Its just those innocent laughs which define life for me.
I dance like a mad person
I smile like a foolish beggar
I dream like a 5-year old
I laugh like a drug-addict
And its all because of that lie
A lie which has defined the child inside me
Its a lie, its not true,
But i trust it madly, and i will forever do.


My request to the Lit-freakos to not evaluate this poem critically. I openly accept I'm not Shakespeare. :P

Anyways, its always nice to vomit emotions in poetry, it so beautifully stores everything we want it to, and the way we want it too. :)


Cheerio!


KB

Finally, victory over the DB2 !

Well...its precisely been one hour since I wrote my first blog, mentioning my disgust... :P
But woah...guess what....i finally managed making a table. For those who haven't handled Microsoft Access, its not a very easy task when you handle heavy softwares and want them to do it for you, and for those you have handled it, well, DB2 kinda freaks you out!
The billion buttons and functions freak me out, and i was calculating the probability of hitting the right sequence of buttons to finally manage to make a table, and the value was kinda slim...but then, things eventually go the right way, and although I had to struggle a bit with the sick looking icons, I managed to achieve my target for tonight, and in just and hour, from novice to less novice. :P
I can't help myself when i start thinking about the past days. Like...how much life has changed in the past two months...sometimes it just seems to fly away.
Was silently watching our dance video....Safire dance performance, and remembering those times brought unimaginably mixed emotions, and made me feel like I was totally crazy!
Well, whatever be the thing, I would miss those times....the times of pure fun, something I never imagined could exist. But they are gone, and only photos remain, and make me miss them even more....
So, DB2 stuff is finally complete. Now I have something to support the fatte that I casted earlier.
And yeah, loads of packing to be done...for your kind information, I'm leaving for my home at 8 PM today evening...yehe !!!!
Thanks to the lucky sequence of logical guesses, that i can finally get a couple of hours of sleep before coming up with the stuff in Insti dept!
Wait a sec.....I had to decide about the Image Processing project.....another sleepless night...?
We'll see.... ;-)

Cheerio

KB

DB2 - Bitch Please!

Well, its 2:20 AM IST and I'm finally having the feel to begin serious work on DB2.
Honestly, it might sound a bit stupid, but I'm deriving serious motivation from this guy, Mark Zukerberg. He is a God-damn genius, and a big !@#$% at the same time. I guess success and decency don't usually come hand in hand. And when they do, the world does not let it survive the way it is, and you are again on your way down to God knows what. Gosh, I'm going senti all over again..... :P
Anyways, returning to the topic, Zuk's stuff gave me an awful lot of motivation, and also something said by one of my team-mate - "I should feel proud that I'm working with Karan Bajaj." This stuff seriously pumps me more than any other thing possibly can! :P
Now I'm freakishly searching for blog on which someone might have written some useful stuff that could help me get some sleep tonight. I'm disturbing every programmer who's in my gmail chat list and lives in US, UK or anywhere else in the world, and might be awake at the time of the day, unlike me....so 'decent' of me...! Haha...
Its 2:26 AM, and i suddenly realize that I spent the past 6 minutes writing something which is not going to help in my project, and so I'm gonna stop it until something useful and mention-worthy turns up.
Pray for me brothers!

Cheerio

KB