Belated happy anniversary to my parents. I am such a fool that I failed to remember such an important date … Important not just because they married on that day but because its the date on which two family became one, the day when two body became one soul.
Usually my mom is the first one to wish happy anniversary to my dad and we celebrate it at midnight with cake and homemade sweets. I usually fail to give any surprise to my parents for may be because I am lazy or duffer to come up with any idea.
But this year was special (really special :P) because not only me but also my parents forgot about the anniversary date. And it was again my mom who reminded us two days latter on 14 June ( I mean to me and my dad while watching kung fu panda ) that we have forgotten about anniversary. So what, we had nothing to worry about for our lazy family knows that we couldn’t do anything better then wishing each other ( obviously not to me you silly 😛 ).
Anyway as they say all is well that ends well and so also the story of this year anniversary. And the way we ended it was by forgetting that we forgot the date at the first place.
“Bhagwaan sabka bhala kare, par shuruaat mujhse kare”
I should admit that my hopes for Bhubaneswar got completely destroyed in the first week of my stay at Bhubaneswar ( bbsr from this onwards ). My dream of enjoying my summers were shattered. My desire to travel around the place seemed impossible. For I was like fish our of water and to be true it was like fish into an acid.
My dream for my dream holiday first got broken when I was not allowed to take my bike to bbsr. That was like taking away my limbs. I was like ” How will I survive in this big city ??”. Then second it was the unfamiliarity with the bus and auto rickshaw ride fares and it’s system. And the third and final blow to my plan was … my laziness to do my map homework. In simple words I didn’t know anything about bbsr.
But thanks to my genetics. Like my mom I m lazy and little lethargic but I moulded myself according to the situation. With the help of my roommates I got the opportunity to explore some of the area like Market building, Bhavani mall, forum mart( famously big bazaar ), and the school where a good pal of mine Subhrajit used to study( now doing crazy stuff with me and with others in VSSUT :P).
Then in the mean time I got a new trainee Satya for my karate classes which ensued that I continued to practice even in the summers. Thought I wished I could train him in my way as I did with my best friend Asutosh I just simply couldn’t. I think it has something to do with sensai Puri ( My sensai about which I mentioned here )
But anyway I am looking forward to having more fun this holidays and I hope that by the end of this summer I will have something great to share with you.
Till then if you would like to read first part of this story click here.
” Bhagwaan sabka bhala kare par shuruaat mujhse kar ”
Currently pursuing my b.tech degree from VSSUT, Burla it’s obvious that I will eventually graduate as an engineer … engineers who are supposed to shape and change the path of our country for the betterment. But is it really happening at grassroot level. Refereeing to my previous article, I said that I realised that I m learning some real stuffs. But is that really the case ?
Every year approximately 10-12 lacs students graduate as an engineer. And it’s right of every engineers to get into this so called ” middle class fortune opening jobs “. But the countries requirement of about 1-2 lacs engineer per year makes it very competitive for students to secure this jobs. In order to get these jobs one must be dedicated to his studies and he must be interested to continue his career in the same field.
However, it was neither my interest nor my superior knowledge in engineering that brought me into this system. It was the old ” middle class firing opening jobs ” trap that caught me and many of my fellow guys into this system.
But when I take a close look into the life’s of my parents and close by relatives who have achieved and are currently living a successful life I find that it is neither the passion nor the interest that lead them to this path. But it was about the opportunity and accumulation of skills in respective field that landed them into the league of successful persons.
Regarding the answer to the topic of my article … Well no one knows where the crazy yatra of my life will take me … Hoping for best, preparing for worst.
” Bhagwaan sabka bhala kare, par shuruaat mujhse kare ”
When I first joined the college I had the dreams of living a rapid and fun laden life that the Facebook claims ( or I should say the people using Facebook claims to be). The fun being bunking classes, hanging out with friends, traveling around the places and many more than I couldn’t get in school.
But my recent summer course is heavily influencing me to change my perception about my career and so also about why should I reconsider about my college life. College is a place where we not only come to learn about the real life stuff but also make our own path by specialising in one or more than one skills.
When I was a kid I thought that I will become a successful cricketer. No doubt if you are a child who is growing in India then it’s a common aspiration. But as like any common child in India I was sent to school not for purpose of learning but in order to ensure that after certain age I would get a good job. Schooling was fun and adventures when I was completing my primary but things got serious and boring towards secondary schools and instead of studying for learning, I was studying to secure good marks in board exams.
Higher secondary made it even worst for us to have open choices because on India ones life path gets decided in higher secondary itself. And unlike in other developed countries we are mostly forced to study science. Why , because of job. Every student then starts to dream about cracking national level exams and get into prestigious elite colleges of India. But due to heavy competition only few lucky ones gets admission into such colleges. Rest of us wander into state college or in some other private colleges.
But it’s not only about getting admission into the prestigious college that matters. Students are usually feed with the thinking that life is secured if we secure a seat in this elite colleges and they will bring about an end to the sorrow of a middle class student. And this is where most of us fail to realise that real stuff begins from college. It is where we learn the skills that we can apply in the world to earn and to shape our world.
Right now I am just at the beginning stage of the college but soon I will have to learn things in hard way ( ie facing the black and white side of the world ) and have to apply them to do some REAL STUFFS.!!
“Bhagwaan sabka bhala kare, par shuruaat mujse kare”
Now that our college is officially closed and that we have become unemployed, our student came up with the idea of going for a summer course that would help us fill the big void in our hectic life, will add some stuff to show in our CV and for formality sake we will also be doing some studies ( by chance if we feel to do so 😛 ).
I recently shifted from my home to one of this unknown places to do my summer course on CATIA with my friends. But the atmosphere that we have in the room is more or less towards stuff which doesn’t include studies for sure. Though it cannot be said that the situation will remain the same in coming days as all the studies guys of our branch happen to be my roommates.
Well stepping into this unknown I am just hoping that I will have a lot more things to share with you guys. Till then I will be enjoying the occasional rains, street food and friends masti majak.
“Bhagwaan sabka bhala kare, par shuruaat mujhse kare ”