Hi everyone, its been quite a while is since I last blogged about anything and believe me when I say life is really complicated and in a pathetic state these days. Although a lot of fun is going on but somewhere in my mind, there is great fear of getting a back in Chemistry. This village is full of awful people but still some of them teach really good. And one of them is our Chemistry Sir, I believe that is the reason why he wants us to be very good in Chemistry even when I know that I can never be. I tried very hard in Chemistry in both the pre-finals but still couldn’t pass which gives me the sense of failing in this course, this semester. Now coming to the even worse part, I need to work very hard in order to carve my path out of Academic Probation. My current GPA is 5.4 which gives me a very good reason to stay in AP this semester. Now, the tougher part goes, whether I score good enough to build up a score in the next semester so that I don’t literally go into an AP. At times I get so rude in this frustration that later I regret my way of talking.
There doesn’t seem to be any better side of it until the end of the semester. I need to get over all this bullshit happening. I haven’t done anything productive in months. All I have is my laptop which sits there like a dumb machine and I, like a dumb-ass is just busy looking or thinking that someday, I’ll be able to atleast to something that I want to do in life. Every day, I wake up to see that there is a waste day ahead of me. My life has become extremely pathetic. I need to do something else than this fun. I don’t want to be a part of all this fun because it doesn’t feel so fun to me. I wanted to be a programming, not a guy mugging Solid Mechanics or Thermodynamics. These are not my subjects of interests, but people don’t understand this. I don’t want to be a mugger and I don’t understand how anyone can make me something I don’t want to be. I am not really comfortable here. My parents and grandfather have a lot of expectations from me, that makes me even more fearful, but still I am trying my best to cope this up.
Back to my village tonight…
Hi guys, going back to my village tonight. Have to board at 12:05 am and will have to leave by 11 o’clock. This is a really painful day, as going back to that place is something that nobody would ever want. Students here, in my state would do anything they can to get admission into College of Technology, Pantnagar. But ask me what a place is it. An institution worse than any other of its kind. Any private bloody engineering college would provide more facilities than what we are provided there. Students are taught to remain happy by dreaming that they are the best, while the truth is they’re not even close. Almost everybody sucks when it comes to computing. I saw the fresher’s of 2011, which was unfortunately my freshers too.
One of my best friends is here, Shivam Sangar. We enjoy a lot together, we meet almost regularly, do all sorts of boys’ stuff right from partying at Brijwasi Canteen to Eve Teasing inside the campus. The best thing about Pantnagar is girls’ quota. Due to which we have a lot of hot girls around here. Anyways, its been a lot about my village of fools, Pantnagar. Coming to the heaven on earth, Rishikesh. The last 8days were ultimate fun. I met Raju, Abhinav and possibly everybody I could meet. It was so much fun to meet all my friends after such a long time. And here, as I sit in Sudarshan Cyber Cafe after so many days, writing this post and “Tu Jo nahin hai” is playing on my left side. Beautiful place, this is. I must say, heaven on earth is this. So much peace and the environment here at Rishikesh is so clean and pure. I’m not an environment guy or a green revolutionary to say all this, but instead I say so because the feeling of staying at a pure place is different, and that I get only and only in Rishikesh. I haven’t yet seen any other place like this in the world. And I don’t even wish to, I think this is the only criterion where I’m no more greedy, I’m satisfied about nature and beautiful places just because of Rishikesh. Taking leave buddies, see you all later.
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Good Morning, India…
Hello everybody, here I am back with my experiences at Pantnagar University. It’s almost been a month over here and still I haven’t been to the interior locations of the campus even once just because there is great terror of being ragged by seniors on doing so. The main reason of not going to the markets is very same. I had my exams in the past week and almost all of them went fine except for the “Thermodynamics”. It a course of four credits, and it sucked me inside out. The credit system is prevalent here at Pantnagar. A course of one credit would mean a question paper of hundred marks would be equivalent to a question paper of hundred marks only. But a two credit course means a lot more than that. A two credit course would mean a hundred marks paper would be equivalent to two exams of hundred marks each in the total. So we see, as the number of credits increases in Pantnagar, so does the importance of the subject. I thought a while and found out the exact amount by which the importance of a subject varies with the number of credits held. The formula for calculating the percentage of a student is (Total marks obtained by the student after applying the credit system)/(Sum of credit of all the subject). Which could be better explained with the help of an example.Let there be a student ‘A’ who has opted for 3 subjects
S1 of 2credits
S2 of 3credits
S3 of 2credits
Now ‘A’ obtains x1, x2 and x3 marks in the subject respectively. So the formula for the percentage calculation of ‘A’ would be
%age obtained = [{(x1*2)+(x2*3)+(x3*3)}/{100*7}]*100
which simplifies to [{(x1*2)+(x2*3)+(x3*3)}/7].
This was a unique system with unique capabilities. It gave lesser importance to Physics, Chemistry and Maths, while it gave more importance to useless subjects like Thermodynamics, and Solid Mechanics which are of no use to me.I don’t understand that what makes these people think that the subjects like Solid Mechanics and Thermodynamics would help in developing a good software engineer. I came here to be a software programmer and a successful website developer but all I am till now, is a frightened freak who is hell afraid of being ragged, not because they are frightening, but because my actions might lead to something destructive for the careers of my seniors. Right now, as I am typing this blog post, sitting in CCF, I’m all surrounded by seniors and while I go out, maybe someone amongst them might try to follow me, if they do so, it would be the limit. I have had enough respect for them even after their abuses, respect would only be given to seniors, who are capable of earning it. to my right is a senior Respected Shri Shabaaz Sir(that is the way of naming seniors here at Pantnagar and the Shri increases as the number of years increases at Pantnagar). He is such a good guy that even when I went to Patel for the room call, all he did was politely asked my name and that was it. Now, I wish him properly every time I meet him and I think that should be the way, respect only those, who deserve it. I have a proper formula regarding respect which implies to all “Give Respect, Get Respect”. Anyways, that is enough for now, and yes, one more thing, just ignore the password protected posts that I make because they are just the emotions which I have in me and would like to keep them as a memory as for the betterment and ease of my future. If the people out there can enjoy songs, keeping me frustrated, I can enjoy too.
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Life is stable, at last…
Life is finally back on track and finally I have some time to write something up here. so, the past month was exciting, frightening and full of surprises. Still, I made joy out of each and every moment. To start with, I got admitted into College of Technology, Pantnagar. It is like having a complete new place to start my education all over again. Now, the next and the most beautiful part of Pantnagar is the fields. There are long-long fields of grass and rice. I like greenery and plenty of it lies here. The faculty is depressingly under-educated, all of our teachers, except one, come with notes and start the lecture with “Note-down” and end it without even noticing what they are teaching the students. Study pattern in this college is awful, we are made to uproot weeds in the stadium in a subject of 100marks titled “Work Programme”. We are also made to study Chemistry. Physics and Thermodynamix, and I fucking wonder that where the hell would it be usefull for an IT engineer to study all those subjects. Well that was enough about college. Time to talk about other matters.
Personal life at Pantnagar, rocks. I go to the CCF(Central Computing Facility), and sit on the laptop otherwise. I have rarely done any programming since I’ve come here, I am feeling a bit empty without that but tthen again, I have my hourly exams coming overhead. So preparation for them is also necassary. That is what I pay my most of the attention to, these days. They start from 10th. I don’t have most of the books, and now its a damned condition. I have completed the syllabus in mathematics, the computer science would be covered in a single night and that would be just before examination day or “One night fight” as my room-mate calls it.
I couldn’t blog for a very long time, and I really regret that, so now I’ve decided that every saturday, I’m gonna blog.This would keep my life updated on the internet. Recently, I felt like calling a friend Priya Dubey to ask her “How come she was a topper of the University when a guy who secured 99% marks in the same university, is studying with me.?” But then suddenly I remembered that I did not have her number. Now I am stuck here with a new cell phone number which, nobody knows. Taking leave for now, will blog again soon. Love to all…
The truth of Ethical Hacking Workshops…
Yesterday, I met a friend of mine. we chatted for about two hours and during the conversation came out a topic about the “Ethical Hacking Workshop by Sunny Waghela” held at his college. I asked him “how was it?” and the first words that came to his mouth “Motherf##ker, son of a bitch, looted us.” I was amazed at the language used but that represented his optimum frustration. he continued “The guy came to our college, taught us bullshit, that wasn’t even the ‘E’ of Ethical Hacking” and then went away with out money. He took Rs.845 per student, which composedly collected up to Rs.1,00,000 I actually think that he was a robber, and a man with no ethics, let alone be a hacker with ethics. a man who takes that big amount, should at least teach the students, the basics of Ethical Hacking. He shouldn’t just tell them what they already know and run away with the money giving the students 15day trials of a few commercial software. Yes, you heard me, he gave the attendants 15day trials of some cookie grabbers an ebook of theory which was neither understandable nor useful. That was it. The bullshit was over. He showed students a few tricks and then just got away. So, readers, I’d better warn you, never ever attend such workshops of such fraud people.
Sunny Waghela isn’t going to teach you anything. He would come, take your money and go. He knows a lot and is a very boastful man, he would share his stories of wisdom very proudly but in the end of the workshop you would realize that the workshop is worth nothing.
Life is not what we want it to be… BULLSHIT!!! #2
You might be wondering what the hell could be in those password protected posts that I’ve been posting recently. Trust me, they are just password protected private posts, and none of you would be interested in reading them. Some of the darkest memories of my life, in the worst days of my life. Life is getting more and more rough these days dude to some extremely personal reasons. Well recently I visited Pantnagar University and found it quite interesting to be there. It has a good campus and huge farms as it is the largest University in terms of size of the campus. It was actually that huge. I checked on Google maps and saw a very huge map which grew much much bigger when I went to look out for the campus.
The Central Computing Facility gave a download speed of 2.5MBps which was too much for me. I went in and was amazed to see, how fast, the internet could work. The only time being taken was, the processing time of the computer we were working upon. It was way too fast than what I could have imagined. The security was very impressive. Not like the one I observed in Graphic Era University. We couldn’t even open Google without the ID and Password that had to be provided at the time of registration at CCF. But still as I was with a friend of mine, we managed to use the internet and it was way too awesome. There was an IBM server behind the glass which took my interest for a while but I was interested in downloading much more than anything else. I believe that it would be awesome if I could get access to the internet connection through my laptop, later sometime, if I got the college. Right now the result of the second round of UKTECH counselling has been declared and I’ve retained my seat in CSE of Dwarahat. Fingers crossed for the third round of Counselling.
See you all later, not in mood to write much. Just wrote a password protected post of over 1700 words.
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Its been a busy week…
hi everybody, the past week has been really busy and tiring. I was allotted KEC, Dwarahat as my college. I went there on 24th. We(me and my dad) started on the night of 23rd, at 10p.m. and the first obstacle that came in front of us was, that wee didn’t get any easy conveyance to Raiwala Railway station, so we got one of our neighbors to drop us there. Then the next problem became that we did not get any tickets on the tatkal counter too. So we had to go in a general coach, which was extremely over crowded due the festive season and it was literally awful. We reached Haldwani Railway station at 7a.m. in the morning. Then we took a taxi to Dwarahat. It was beautiful on the way. But every moment on the route, I kept on cursing the Uttarakhand Government for the horrible roads throughout the way. On the way, I encountered some most beautiful sights of my life, and the Bhimtal (a lake) was just so beautiful. I liked the scenic beauty very much till I saw some places where severe damage had been done due to landslides. Let me tell you a word about Dwarahat, it is an engineering college at an altitude of around 1500mtrs above sea level in the valleys of Himalayas. Beautiful and elegant. It is a 110KM drive from Haldwani to Dwarahat on the Hills through the beauty of the Himalayan mountains. When we reached Dwarahat, all the exhaustion and tiredness of the way got off. The 155Acre campus was well maintained and was beautiful in the way it had spread on the hills. We went in and were done with the admission process in less then an hour as the teaching staff was very cooperative. The last formality that had to be fulfilled was, the mess bill. But unfortunately, this last formality took us 1 and a half hour, as the staff had gone for Lunch. I also met an old friend of mine, on the way and I was amazed to see that she got KEC’s mechanical engineering even after being general and having 1700state rank. But then I realized that she was a girl. Let me tell you all a thing about India, every healthy rich male child born in an upper caste family is cursed. Cursed, to suffer poor education, cursed to suffer in job interviews, cursed to pay more than usual, and cursed to have lesser and slower promotions while working. This is real India. Coming back to the story, from there we came back to Kathgodam and boarded the train from there for our way back to home at 7:30p.m. We reached Haridwar Railway station at 3a.m. in the morning from where I took a bus to Dehradun and got off on the way at Nepali Farm from where I had to walk a mile to reach my home, and being home finally felt very good. As all the frustration of getting or not getting a good college was finally gone.
Then just the next day I had to go to Dehradun for some personal reasons. I returned from Dehradun and went to my friend’s home as he had called me over 10 times in that single day, from there we went to a restaurant and celebrated the success of both of us. I came back home at 9:10p.m. which is very late according to Indian standards for civilized boys. But what I had in my mind was, the next two days will be complete rest days with no work. But who lets that happen, next day, that was yesterday, Shivam came to my house and we had a bit of fun together and we saw some movies together, and played “Prototype” together. After that he left late for home and then, so did I as I was on a shop near to my home, I walked my way back. And now, here I am having complete rest and typing this post in full leisure drinking my mug of mango shake and listening to “Perfect” by “Simple Plan” on last.fm radio. I would take leave, for now as my mom’s calling for lunch but will write again, soon.
