In the course of the two years that we spend here, we dedicate our time and efforts to several pursuits, some academic and several non academic. With each step that we take along this path, knowingly or unknowingly we move closer to our end objective of achieving our own personal goals. All along we are goaded and guided by several forces, some harsh and a few tender. Amongst these support systems are the infrastructure facilities available to us here within the campus. Probably when we look back at our days, as a snapshot from a period in time into the future – it would be these settings that would warm the recesses of our mind and seek to remind us of the beautiful place and the wonderful incidents that truly enriched two glorious years of our life here. Needless to say the theatre of most of these dreams would be the hostels!

Even as we go about doing our daily activities, we are fortunate to have the services of an extremely dedicated support staff – who meticulously go about their daily activities so that our essential services are available sans any disruption, minor or otherwise. Think of the folks who clear up all traces of midnight celebrations from the L^2, think of the folks who ensure that the corridors of our hostels remain clear from any debris from the previous night’s celebration. Think of the folks who you may never see, but who work in the background to ensure that life in hostel is as smooth as it can ever be. It’s a link between these folks and the student community that I seek to become as I humbly present myself as a candidate for the post of Hostel Secretary.

A man of vision creates castles and a man of action creates them on the ground. I would want to present myself as not someone who “promises the moon”, but someone who has the determination and zeal to see plans materialize into actions and into ground realities. I have had the privilege of working at close quarters with the present hostel secretary and I am aware of the nature of work that this position demands and the relationships I have built with folks at ground level – will undoubtedly hold me in good stead, if I am voted into this position of great responsibility.

I offer myself as candidate who is approachable to suggestions, reproaches, and means and alter means to fix a problem. For it’s in this magic of co-creation that a valuable two years of our hostel life exists. I humbly request you to do the needful, if you see promise in my words; and my promise is – I would strive my best to ensure that I don’t let you down.
Thanks,

Sathyanarayanan C

Did a decent task at learning Poker yesternight. Started at half past one yesternight and played all through the  night and beyond sunrise till Nine this morning. Even with little knowledge about the game, immediately realized why gambling is such an addictive indulgence!!! You lose, you want to put more at stake and try to make a comeback. You lose more in the process. You tell yourself … of course gambler’s fallacy exists, but there has to be a beginners’ luck and in no time you are down dark red.  As dawn progresses to dawn you wager more and play a few cards good to emerge even(almost even, actually). You tell yourself “phew, it has been quite a night!”. Clean poker, replete with those colored chips and rules consulted off wikipedia;, sans alcohol! It was a pleasant night. Except that I am not sure if my risk appetite would allow me to play again! On the table, I hear of narratives of high stake games happening not too far away - just a few blocks away. Gambling is exactly what they make it out to be. An indulgence that is not for the faint hearted. I shall stick to owning DLF, ICICI Bank and Reliance Power Shares(ok now I may as well buy RIL)

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. If you are a connoisseur of classical music living somewhere close to Bangalore, there is a dusk to dawn music festival happening here on 25th Night and 26th morning. I would be more than happy to get you the passes. Read more about the artistes performing and other details about the fest itself here.

Its been raining for quite sometime now. The maximum for the month of July in thirty years I am told. Greenery and the stone walls of the hostel make a beautiful sight. Mind drifts to Mangalore and the beauty of rains there. Happiness means different things to different people, and to me it means watching rain on the otherside of the window!

If you were from Bangalore, you would have seen this phenomenon - Students from upmarket schools, having lived close to 23 years in the city, when asked to speak a sentence in the local language would claim ignorance and cry murder saying that they never had the need to know the language.

I always would wonder, how difficult would it be to learn a few basic sentences in a local language?

Nitin, a batchmate of mine here had an interesting take on this issue. He says…

“The number of people evincing interest to learn/speak a language is directly proportional to the GDP of the Language.”

In one sentence, he had managed to drive home an issue, that the Kannada Rakshana Vedikes and Maharashtra Nav Nirman Senas of this country would never understand.

Can you think of any exception to this rule? Maybe French… My explanation is that French is generally perceived to be an extremely Amorous language, and people have the propensity to consume anything amorous!