Ekla Chalo Re

You can see the shades of past on my present.
Three words are enough on valentine day for me “Love Lies Bleeding”.

Valentine Day is just another day in the history of ITBHU and mine. Nothing new has been done by me on this day. Remembering old memories was the best way to do celebrate Valentine Day. I remember that day when I was mesmerized by her first look. Image of her is a part of mine now and no one can take it from me, not even death. But that’s old story.

I am murmuring the lines of Bob Dylan “Like a Rolling Stone” and often called myself 'Yayaver' to counter these feelings from now on. For me Valentine Day is remembering the moments of togetherness with her love. Now tragedy comes in other way. After many years, I put feeling of my heart on Google-Talk status. "I cannot emotionally attach to another girl after failure of my first love. I ask to my heart how to move forward in life???"

Tragedy of my life became only quotation for others.

A morning scene in ITBHU

It sounds like freaking topic on first view to write on my blog. It seems like a school essay “A Morning scene in the village”. Hence, we should cut the crap part of its resemblance with any other topic and stop making parody of it. The scene is actually damn funny if you are involved in it. Now I will optimize the situation. An ITian really enjoyed the situation best if he is in 4^th year. With a job in the pocket, you feel like a saint devoid of worldly pleasures. Also to remind that winter will be best season to describe the scene.

When the fog is in the air and sun is behind clouds, it makes you little more than lazy. But you have to get up for classes. The reason behind that is simple. It is due to short attendance. Hence all of us are in awkward position of presenting physically but sleeping mentally in classes.

Alarm bell rings at its natural time of just few minutes before 8’o’clock. You whisper 'WTF' in your dream. Some harsh sound is threatening to destroy your romantic or wet dream. You shut the alarm off. Plight of student reaches peak on snoozing of alarm. Despite in what year you are, only one word will express the heartily feelings”FUCK”. It also sucks specially on Monday. Hey, it’s just another dull day in the boring life before weekends.

In 1^st year, I would wake up and say, “Hey man, mark my proxy in the class”. 10 persons would go and 40 will be class strength in attendance register. Ahh those Golden Days!!!!

In 2^nd year, some guy will shake me to attend classes. I will open my eyes with uneasiness and recall that I am in department right now. I must attend classes. Now came in life the Silver Days!!!

In 3^rd year, I would rise by remembering my short attendance, grades and image of a strict professor. That's bronze period due to your struggle for training and tension for next year placement.

But 4^th year is the ultimate. All the wise and cool guys are sleeping. Dead silence is spread in the lobby of 4^th year. The attitude is simple "attendance will come through BTP". These are Diamond days of engineering. I am feeling it right now.

These scheduling do not operate on a GMAT. I think that all the ITians know the full form of this word. It is the highest abuse from anybody to a cool guy.

Not diverging from the topic anymore, we will move ahead in post. In morning you can go easily in the toilets in ITBHU, 0.8 toilets per 100 students. What a hectic day!! One have to control their shit and wait in queue for toilets. 3 guys are just ahead of you and you can feel the pressure in your stomach. Man, this is the real test of character and patience of a guy. Now, only 50% of guy will take bathe in the morning. These figures are quite high and less than 10% is easily achieved in winter days. Time swings away and I am ready for class. It is exactly 8’o’clock. You must not forget an important point here. Witness the fact, no one even worship God (if it exists) on an empty stomach. How can ITian attend such boring lectures without breakfast? Hence, most of guy march ahead to LC or mess. With handful of bread butter and a cup of tea, they fulfill their mind and soul. Now, we all move towards our respective departments. Till 8:30 most of the batch makes up to lectures. Oh! That is the end of the beautiful morning scene and start of super boring classes.

I forgot to mention that all of us look to VT in our way to class. We appreciate its beauty and want to get grace from BABA VISHWANATH. These are best days of my life whether you agree or not? Check also one more post by me on morning scene.

Re:Anti-NET Surfing Laws in ITBHU

Ok,not my voice has done the winning effect.But all ITians have done it.Now, most of the useful websites are open to us.The jaws of websense has been removed from most websites.Hail democracy!!!!
PS:I was using yourfreedom software to counter websense.

Anti-NET Surfing Laws in ITBHU

What an average guy of ITBHU wants in his span of 4 years stay at institute with B. Tech degree. A little bit of free space and time taken from society to live best years of his life. He enjoys his life to full extent with little bit of studies of engineering. Most of guys aim for MBA, GRE, Core area or a Software job. Nothing more and nothing less is expected. He is self content with his studies, entertainment and extra circular activities. Surfing Internet is primary pass time for ITians except playing games on LAN or watching movies.

He surfs Internet, watch movies (rarely porn) but all in limits. Guys uses proxy server to open the ORKUT or any other website (for minor purpose) banned by CC at ITBHU. Now all this is going to be changed by the shrewd behavior of our college.

Now new software has been in testing condition by CC. They are using software called Websense. Some of the affected sites are imdb, YouTube, cricinfo, stage6 etc. It is the courtesy of this software that blogging is also banned. On putting my blog address, it replies that the Websense category "Social Networking and Personal Sites" is filtered.

I am blogging this in night after 12’o’clock. Now, that will be the time for entertainment. Anyone wise enough can tell that banning site like cricinfo, imdb, santabanta is insane. They also do not put a heavy load on server. Hardly any student can read news all the time and closed its room for entertainment. To enjoy life and build career is the basic philosophy of student life.

Surfing the Internet is not a big issue to blow up but due to courtesy of CC it became. They can counter-claim that downloading movies, games, songs are misuse of Internet provided in the hostel. But any student will denies the fact that he did not watch movie or play games.CC has crossed the limits of power by banning all sites that fall under the category 'entertainment' , 'streaming media' , 'hacking' , 'proxy avoidance' to name a few there may be more categories We guys need to something about it. Even Wikipedia states that "It has come under criticism from civil liberties groups on grounds that it restricts the free flow of speech".

PS some of the affected sites are imdb, youtube, cricinfo, stage6, blogger, most of the forums etc..... About WEBSENSE in the public forum : “Hehe, the whole idea of Websense is so you cannot bypass it. The only way you will get this to work is by using an anonymous type proxy that Websense have not yet classified in their database. The other issue you will have is if your organization is running the Websense Webcatcher. This will send a list of uncategorized website to Websense. The more hits they get the high up the list for checking it goes so it basically gets added into their database quicker.”

It sounds patriotic but this is time for all of us to stand together and fight for free voice. If this websense is put by force then student community will find a way to nullify it. Because this is a challenge for ITians to counter these preservative measures. I hope that authorities will realize that buying software like websense will be wastage of money for ITBHU.

HALLA BOL !!!

Safder Hashmi(b. April 12, 1954 - January 2, 1989)

Many youths of our generation do not even know this name.I was also accused of forgetting him in old memories.This name was invoked in me by the movie "Halla bol".The movie left me with little impression but the legacy of "Halla bol" was in my consciousness.I am telling you a story of a martyr.He died not for a noble cause in making world a better place for us.
Today , belonging to a ideology is consider just a time pass. Mostly people are either too liberal or too restricted and highly influenced by dirty politics. Membership of club or resort is more credible than a joining a library .You don’t belong to schools of thought such as liberal communists or liberal capitalist or right of center .I doubt if today’s average college student either knows or bothers about this.It is lack of thinking or more self centered approach in life is responsible for this.
Then why i am speaking on behalf of a dead man?Today development in society is highly selfish.Its all about losing your soul to gain material value.But in end ,you look in your heart and feel sorry for your whole life.

Safdar Hashmi was a Communist playwright, actor, director, lyricist, and theorist, chiefly associated with Street theater in India, and is still considered an important voice in political theater in India.
He graduated from St Stephen's College Delhi in English Literature, and did M.A. English from Delhi University.It was here that he became a associated with the cultural unit of 'Student Federation of India', the youth wing of the CPI-M.
Jana Natya Manch, People's Theater Front or JANAM (Rebirth), as an acronym, in 1973, which grew out of the Indian People's Theater Association (IPTA) and was associated with Communist Party of India (Marxist) in 1970 . When Indira Gandhi was blamed with rigging the elections , he produced a street play, 'Kursi, Kursi, Kursi' (Chair, Chair, Chair)[, wherein, when a king tries to leave his throne for an elected public representative, the throne lifts along with him. This play proved to be a turning point for the group .Till 1975, Janam performed open-air proscenium and street plays for mass audiences, then during the Emergency years (1975-77), he worked as a lecturer in English literature in universities in Garhwal, Kashmir and Delhi.

Post Emergency he returned to political activism, and in 1978 Janam took to street theater in a big way, with Machine which was performed for a trade union meeting of over 200,000 workers on 20 November 1978 . This was followed by plays on the distress of small peasants (Gaon Se Shahar Tak), on clerical fascism (Hatyare & Apharan Bhaichare Ke), on unemployment (Teen Crore), on violence against women (Aurat) and on inflation (DTC ki Dhandhli). He also produced several documentaries and a TV serial for Doordarshan “Khilti Kaliyan” (Flowers in Bloom) on rural empowerment. He also wrote books for children and criticism of the Indian stage.
He was the de-facto director of Janam, and till his death, 'Janam' gave about 4,000 performances of 24 street plays, performed mostly working-class neighborhoods, factories and workshops.
The death of Safder hashmi was a brutual murder of free voice in this democratic country.
On January 1, 1989, Safdar and his associates set out to perform a play called “Halla Bol” at Jhandapur village in Sahibabad, on the outskirts of Delhi. The play was a part of their campaign for Ramanand Jha, Centre of Indian Trade Unions (CITU)-supported candidate in the Ghaziabad municipal elections. Mukesh Sharma, the Congress(I)-backed “independent” candidate, apparently unnerved by the impact the play was making on the workers of the area, went with a horde of armed goons and attacked Safdar’s group. Safdar suffered multiple fractures in the skull and there was brain haemorrhage. He succumbed to his injuries the next day. Even while facing the goons, he made sure that the women folk with the team safely escaped as he fought with the goons.

Fifteen thousand marched at his funeral on January 3, the largest funeral ever for a theatre artist in Delhi. Protest demonstrations swept the country, and several hundred thousand marched in dozens of cities and towns. Thousand voices screamed in unison - “Hamare Safdar Ko Lal salam”as they paid homage to their real life hero

The death of Safdar Hashmi has been covered briefly but effectively by many journalists in the media, after the conviction of nine men by the Delhi High Court recently, including Mukul Sharma, the primary accused, 14 years after his death. This in itself is one of the few cases, where justice has actually been dispensed with, though the delay in itself is a punishment of another kind for the victims – the martyr and those whom he left behind.
The judgment brought some pale consolation to those of us who had followed his career, his work or watched his highly effective tool to create public awareness and opinion.

Hashmi had been enacting street plays regularly to raise public consciousness regarding the misrule by the ruling party, to a fairly appreciative and growing applause. The street theatre format had been adopted and used very efficiently by him to raise public awareness to the issues raised by him, so creatively and in an interactive format Given his socialist leanings, naturally, politics was a significant part of his death as in his life.
And,indeed who remembers him now??Its question for us to look inside our soul.