LTGTR 15.09.10

What?

LTGTR, 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”

Living 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 introduce it in a city where it seems like every 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 on a good day.)

Who doesn’t love trees? You would not believe the transformation Delhi has undergone in the

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 of anything with the whole city breathing down my shoulder and criticizing my every move.

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 empty. Me? I see it half full.

Why So Gloomy Mr. Bhagat????

Shruti Shyam is a 2nd year student of fashion communication in NIFT, Delhi. Her hobbies include photography, swimming, painting, eating and sleeping(a lot).

BACk

Aisam-ul-Haq Qureshi and Rohan Bopanna lost in the US Open finals. Big deal….someone always loses

right? Yet, their feat still deserves applause. Qureshi and Bopanna lost to the top seeds, Bob and Mike Bryan, after a well-fought match. Again, if you’re not an avid follower of tennis, you must be wondering, who cares? Let me tell you. What gives the tennis duo’s success an extra dimension is the unusual pairing. Indian and Pakistani citizens rarely join hands, even in sport. Sure, you saw them, once, in the IPL…but consider this…it really wasn’t by choice, was it? Probably the only reason why sportsmen from the two countries would even bother to play together is the big fat cheque that they receive (not to mention the fact that they were bid for by rich socialites and businessmen).

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

together indulge in their passion. What’s possible in sport is surely possible in business, trade, education, and so many other sectors, isn’t it?

Here, it may be worth asking what made Qureshi and Bopanna click as a team. Bopanna summed up their success in a single word: trust. The baggage of the past may weigh down heads of states and restrict their capabilities to rise above mutual suspicion and forge a climate of peace. Now…I for one can never imagine them(the heads of states ) sitting down and have a nice chat about the latest Resident Evil flick, but shouldn’t civil societies be able to transcend such animosity and work together for a single purpose?

Look,the facts are simple. As a nation, we don’t trust Pakistan. Not one bit. And why

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.

BACk

Looking 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, the very first step of learning is accomplished. When some of the best teachers including noble laureates in MIT and Harvard are still continuing with the conventional board and chalk method, the power point culture of

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 inquisitive scientific minds and engineering acumen, which is frustrating.

I keep getting e-mails, telephone calls and greetings on the occasions of the Teachers’ day. I came across many students, who made my academic life exciting. As an example, let

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 MishraProfessor and HeadDepartment of Geology & GeophysicsIIT kharagpurE-mail: [email protected]

BACk

Teacher’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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Come 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.

BACk

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...

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 to communicate the actual look and feel of the location to the customers in the most elegant 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 I felt 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 was technology focused so it was always on my mind. After we got our couple of first clients 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.

BACk

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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

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Dangling 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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Dear 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.

Dear 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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It 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: Communication problems are everywhere 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.

PS : Feedback required. I need to hear from you people. Suggestions/criticism accepted.

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Eye on the the TV‘Cause tragedy thrills meWhatever flavor it happens to be, like...“Killed by the husband”“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 storyIt’s no fun ‘til someone dies

Don’t look at me like I am a monsterFrown out your one face, but with the otherStare like a junkie into the TVStare like a zombieWhile the mother holds her child, watches him dieHands to the sky crying, “Why, oh why?”

Cause I need to watch things die...from a distanceVicariously I live while the whole world diesYou 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 flowingNeither the brave nor boldWill write as the story’s toldWe won’t give pause until the blood is flowing

I need to watch things die...from a good safe distanceVicariously I live while the whole world diesYou all feel the same, so...

Why can’t we just admit it?

Blood like rain come downDrum on grave and ground

Part vampirePart warriorCarnivore and VoyeurStare at the transmitterSing to the death rattle

La, la, la, la, la, la-la-lie (x4)

Angels in the hearts of menPull your head on out your hippie haze and give a listenShouldn’t have to say it all againThe universe is hostile, so impersonalDevour to survive... so it is, so it’s always been

We all feed on tragedyIt’s like blood to a vampire

Vicariously I live while the whole world diesMuch better you than I.

Tool 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.

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On Acadsnabeel Ahmed Brain is the most outstanding organit 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 LifeShashank 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 #bitspilaniSuhas 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 ElectionsManish 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 GeneralAamer 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 happenedKapil Goyal Vivaswan Pathak ke paas kuchh salon me itne recommendation letter honge ki uski shaadi me invitation letter ki jagah recommendation letter baate jayengeAshish 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 necessaryto wonder about the reasons. It was necessary only to hate, to hateblindly, to hate patiently, to hate without anger, only to hate and letnothing 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 tiredSuhas 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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