"ITNA SANHATA KYON HAI BHAI???'
We knew the answer to this. One magical word..SUSPENSION. Batch-2011 looked strangely incomplete without the usual fun-faces on their 100th day of campus life.
But the hooplah didnt end there.
Enter the dragon...aka..new rules..
This time about dress codes. oh yes..formals.
SIU" rules.."...
a 100 days on..we still are treated as imbeciles..
As potential defilers of the symbiotic net..
SIMC as always bears the brunt of all attack from all quarters..
We are always supposed to be prim and proper..not a hair out of place..shoes shining..clothes ironed out to iron out all dirt of our beings..
And why not??? We do share the campus with SIBM & SITM.. who are always so well-dressed.."suited booted"...
We are mere mortals who have apparently lost the war even before the battle has begun..
Oh..even when we "wine and dine"..we are to be in formals.
No shorts.
No make-up
No chappals.
!!!
!!!
!!!
Wonder why they forgot our night clothes..
Saree (starched out ) for girls and formal shirts and trousers for boys.
Oh..formal footwear too..no matter how uncomfortable they are on these hills..we must "walk on" ..
100 days on...the "fun" and the "joy" of a new discovery (read rules) never ceases..
Please dont stop the music SIU..
Carry on..Keep up the good work..
Monday, September 14, 2009
Monday, September 7, 2009
SALUTE TO A YOUNG SPIRIT
I write this highly inspired. It was quite a moving story of life ,as told to our class by our director. Prof Ujjwal Kumar Chowdhury (more popularly known among the student brigade as UKC) that left us enchanted-caught under its spell througout the day. The story was simple enough. Yet its very simplicity chose to highlight the strength of the human mind.
The story was of a young boy of 19, fighting cancer. Fresh out of scholl, the young boy from Dubai was looking forward to a new beginning at the SIMC campus @ SB road. Brimming with life, full of confidence, this young boy dreamt high. But his world came shattering down one day when he was diagnosed with cancer. From thereon, began his fight for life. Chemotherapy initially proved effective till a relapse. This repeated itself making the boy lose an academic year of high achievements and bigger dreams. Again there was a relapse. The boy lost yet another year of his much craved for college journey.
But during, all this time, the young boy never gave up. Never stopped fighting. His "ignited mind" displayed a level of maturity, way beyond anyone would normally credit a youngster of barely 19. Aided by Prof. UKC, he continued and excelled in his passion for writing. He did not want to waste hos time in his sick-bed, but rather always had the thirst and the urge tom do more. It was ay this juncture that Prof. UKC by self-admission had jokingly suggested that he write something along the lines of SHOBHA DE'S book- "SURVIVING MEN." Much to the astonishment of all , the boy in a space of a couple of weeks wrote nearly 30,000 words on "SURVIVING CANCER." His one simple request was that if he dies then the last line of his book would be his last word.But if he survives the curse of cancer, then the first day of college would be the last chapter of his story.
Salute to him.
Salute to his young mind of courage which vis-a-vis "the knock of death" can remain so calm, composed, pragmatic and more matured than his tender age would imply.
This simple story of the not-so-simple-boy got me thinking, about how much we value ourselves exactly?
How much can we expect from ourselves?? Do we ever question and search for our true potential inside?
Or are we more busy to "live life" and " have fun?"Do we have what it takes to excel?Do we try at all?
Questions. Questions.
And more of these questions.
The question also is-do we have the answer for all these??
Salute to the young boy whose determonation, zeal, passion, courage and wisdom underlined the celebration of the true human spirit.
The story was of a young boy of 19, fighting cancer. Fresh out of scholl, the young boy from Dubai was looking forward to a new beginning at the SIMC campus @ SB road. Brimming with life, full of confidence, this young boy dreamt high. But his world came shattering down one day when he was diagnosed with cancer. From thereon, began his fight for life. Chemotherapy initially proved effective till a relapse. This repeated itself making the boy lose an academic year of high achievements and bigger dreams. Again there was a relapse. The boy lost yet another year of his much craved for college journey.
But during, all this time, the young boy never gave up. Never stopped fighting. His "ignited mind" displayed a level of maturity, way beyond anyone would normally credit a youngster of barely 19. Aided by Prof. UKC, he continued and excelled in his passion for writing. He did not want to waste hos time in his sick-bed, but rather always had the thirst and the urge tom do more. It was ay this juncture that Prof. UKC by self-admission had jokingly suggested that he write something along the lines of SHOBHA DE'S book- "SURVIVING MEN." Much to the astonishment of all , the boy in a space of a couple of weeks wrote nearly 30,000 words on "SURVIVING CANCER." His one simple request was that if he dies then the last line of his book would be his last word.But if he survives the curse of cancer, then the first day of college would be the last chapter of his story.
Salute to him.
Salute to his young mind of courage which vis-a-vis "the knock of death" can remain so calm, composed, pragmatic and more matured than his tender age would imply.
This simple story of the not-so-simple-boy got me thinking, about how much we value ourselves exactly?
How much can we expect from ourselves?? Do we ever question and search for our true potential inside?
Or are we more busy to "live life" and " have fun?"Do we have what it takes to excel?Do we try at all?
Questions. Questions.
And more of these questions.
The question also is-do we have the answer for all these??
Salute to the young boy whose determonation, zeal, passion, courage and wisdom underlined the celebration of the true human spirit.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
YOU(TH) SPEAK @ SAYPM
YOU(TH) SPEAK @ SAYPM
PUNE,MAHARASHTRA ,7th September’09:- The SOUTH ASIAN YOUTH PEACE MEET (better known in its shorter form as SAYPM) is a three day fest of words organized by SYMBIOSIS INSITITUTE OF MEDIA AND COMMUNICATIONS (SIMC) from 21st September to 23rd September 2009 in its PUNE campus of LAVALE. SAYPM is an initiative by the prestigious communication college to catalyze young minds to seek peace despite “distance” challenging the much carried on and carried forward words of conventional wisdom and aspire to reach out to newer horizons of knowledge about the actualities of our world today.
It’s a small world today-all thanks to globalization and its pros and cons. It is thus absolutely for the youth to think, opinionate, be informed and ahead of the rest about a peaceful growth and harmony across borders. SAYPM, in this regard, seeks to be the platform for growth of the young mind through its main propositions of “connect, communicate and converge.” Through the dialogues and interactions SAYPM in its debut performance aims to form a charter which will be presented tit hr UN about the socio-economic, cultural and political issues of the South-Asian countries viz India, Pakistan, Bhutan, Nepal, Myanmar, Srilanka, Maldives and Afghanistan- which are aLso the participating countries.
Established in 1990, one of the leading media schools of the country, SIMC, seeks to follow the 360 degree concept of convergence in its media education-in its effort to create media professionals well-versed with the nuances of the media. In its endevour of SAYPM, SIMC, will try to live upto its ideal of YOU(th) speaks. In association with CENTRE FOR SECULARISM AND SOCIETY, SAYPM, in its 3-day glory would examine the themes of COMMUNAL HARMONY, YOUTH AFFAIRS AND POLITICS,ENVIRONMENTAL SUSTAINABILITY AND ENERGY EFFICIENCY as also through various fun-filled contests, SAYPM, would try its bit in mobilizing the youth pro-socio-eco-political and the cultural life of SOUTH ASIA.
PUNE,MAHARASHTRA ,7th September’09:- The SOUTH ASIAN YOUTH PEACE MEET (better known in its shorter form as SAYPM) is a three day fest of words organized by SYMBIOSIS INSITITUTE OF MEDIA AND COMMUNICATIONS (SIMC) from 21st September to 23rd September 2009 in its PUNE campus of LAVALE. SAYPM is an initiative by the prestigious communication college to catalyze young minds to seek peace despite “distance” challenging the much carried on and carried forward words of conventional wisdom and aspire to reach out to newer horizons of knowledge about the actualities of our world today.
It’s a small world today-all thanks to globalization and its pros and cons. It is thus absolutely for the youth to think, opinionate, be informed and ahead of the rest about a peaceful growth and harmony across borders. SAYPM, in this regard, seeks to be the platform for growth of the young mind through its main propositions of “connect, communicate and converge.” Through the dialogues and interactions SAYPM in its debut performance aims to form a charter which will be presented tit hr UN about the socio-economic, cultural and political issues of the South-Asian countries viz India, Pakistan, Bhutan, Nepal, Myanmar, Srilanka, Maldives and Afghanistan- which are aLso the participating countries.
Established in 1990, one of the leading media schools of the country, SIMC, seeks to follow the 360 degree concept of convergence in its media education-in its effort to create media professionals well-versed with the nuances of the media. In its endevour of SAYPM, SIMC, will try to live upto its ideal of YOU(th) speaks. In association with CENTRE FOR SECULARISM AND SOCIETY, SAYPM, in its 3-day glory would examine the themes of COMMUNAL HARMONY, YOUTH AFFAIRS AND POLITICS,ENVIRONMENTAL SUSTAINABILITY AND ENERGY EFFICIENCY as also through various fun-filled contests, SAYPM, would try its bit in mobilizing the youth pro-socio-eco-political and the cultural life of SOUTH ASIA.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
ODE TO SUSPENSION!!
Suspension..its at it again..for batch-2011..its returned again raising its ugly horns.
Cant analogise to a phoenix rising from the ashes but it strikes again-at us-with its vicious blows-shattering our nascent dreams to smoke.
"Smoke on the water???"
Perhaps.
Ashes everywhere.
Somewhere we find ourselves at an intersection where honesty clashes with hypocrisy and finding no solution or a way out, we lose ourselves decoding rules- as a backside of thoughtless "fun".
Why did we let stupidity reign our vulnerable moments and let history too recycle itself afresh??
Why didnt we learn our lessons properly?
Wasnt the home-work satisfactory earlier??
It is sometimes this stupidity on the part of some people that irks us- their friends- who feel guilty, responsible for another's carelessness- yet at the reciever's end when they spend their days "off-campus" flirting with TNG..suspended..in the willing suspension of disbelief...
Cant analogise to a phoenix rising from the ashes but it strikes again-at us-with its vicious blows-shattering our nascent dreams to smoke.
"Smoke on the water???"
Perhaps.
Ashes everywhere.
Somewhere we find ourselves at an intersection where honesty clashes with hypocrisy and finding no solution or a way out, we lose ourselves decoding rules- as a backside of thoughtless "fun".
Why did we let stupidity reign our vulnerable moments and let history too recycle itself afresh??
Why didnt we learn our lessons properly?
Wasnt the home-work satisfactory earlier??
It is sometimes this stupidity on the part of some people that irks us- their friends- who feel guilty, responsible for another's carelessness- yet at the reciever's end when they spend their days "off-campus" flirting with TNG..suspended..in the willing suspension of disbelief...
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