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First Impression

A random poem written during the maths slot. She tries to be her best Not to show her flaws A person of repressed emotions Nevertheless she is neglected. With all the makeup Lest not to be called ugly It took all her courage But still, never appreciated. What is it with first impression? Carving a big mark on one's mind Even with repeated kosher It never seems to shed its plight. What is it with first impression? Paving a road of negligence Cavorting with emotions In the already woebegone deep well. What is it with first impression? Which distances our support Perhaps trust when broken Can never again mold.

Rs. 28 is the poverty line? Lol, that means even the roadside beggar who earns 30 rupees per day is not poor.

Bringing down the poverty line is no doubt a harsh joke played on the poor. This move has inevitably led to thousands of people deprived of the benefits associated with people below the poverty line. Our great government is trying to show that many people have come out of poverty all these years, by lowering the poverty line.  After the disturbing statement by congress spokesman Raj Babbar, who said, "One can have a full meal for Rs.12" and the congress Rajya Sabha member Rasheed Masood's statement "You can eat well in Rs.5 in Delhi", I think that these people seem to live in a bygone era. Even a minister from Assam has seemed to join the line, by commenting that anyone can have a full meal in Rs.20. Have they become so austere that showing a little sensitivity towards the plight of the poor is too much for them? Such pretentious behavior needs to witness strong condemnation. Such derisiveness towards the poor completely shows the lack of connectivity and sensi...

SPIC MACAY International Convention 2013, IIM Kolkata- Part 2.

On the 5th and the last day of the convention, we were given a chance to perform whatever we had learnt on the stage. It was quite a thrilling moment for me, performing in front of so many people from all around. It turned out to be really good, and I felt satisfied that I'm taking back so much from the intensives.        Before the performance, after settling down, taking the final guidance from our master. After all the performances were over, we were allowed to sleep for some time to prepare ourselves for the most awaited overnight concert. The concert commenced with Pt. Shivkumar Sharma on santoor at 8:00 pm. Various artists performed all night, making the concert melodious and enchanting. If you stay awake the whole night, you will realize that your concentration will be at the peak position, which is what happened with me. The time between 4:00 am and 6:00 am was the most soothing, as we heard Shri Venkatesh Kumar singing, giving the concert a sound fini...

SPIC MACAY International Convention 2013, IIM Kolkata (Part 1)

Posting a little late. But the experience to share is worthwhile!   It was the 18th of June when we left for Kolkata. We went with Kiran sir, the founder of SPIC MACAY and some senior volunteers. Spending time with Kiran sir was really gratifying and we learnt so much from him. As the train entered West Bengal on the morning of 19th of June, all one could see was greenery and beautiful clouds. And rice fields.  It was absolutely beautiful and I sensed that I was going to love every moment of my stay here. Kiran sir is very particular about his yoga. But I got to realize that when we reached the station at 7 am in the morning, and he started jogging at the station! A symbol of true dedication.                                   Kiran Sir is quite oblivious to his surroundings, as he continues jogging. We reached IIM Kolkata which was 18 kms away from the Howrah station, within an hou...

Don't turn away; we aren't scarecrows!

Note:  Laxmi has started a petition addressing the Union Home Minister Sushil Kumar Shinde to immediately take measures to regulate the sale of acid in retail. Please sign her petition here:       http://change.org/ stopacidattacks          It is disheartening to hear about 23-year-old Laxmi, who had lost her looks due to an acid attack when she was 15. And her “mistake” was that she inoffensively turned down a marriage proposal of a 32-year-old man. The attack took place amid a heavy crowd, and it wasn't a surprise to me that no one came forward to help. Because in India, we rather like to enjoy the show. The incident took place in 2005; and nothing has changed since. Women are still victims to acid attacks, and the so-called harshest punishment to the accused is an imprisonment of maximum 10 years. The accused, Nahim Khan, (who married shortly after the incident) was awarded a seven-year sentence.      ...

Problems of a bookworm!

 Writing after a really long gap. Does it ever happen that you're comfortably settled in your bed with a DAN BROWN   book in your hand, totally engrossed in it and suddenly, lights off! And then you're reminded by your angry mom that it is 12 am, and you have to go to school the next day. Every ardent book reader has at some point in their life faced such problems. I find myself  reading in the light of the fridge at 3 am.      The most inhuman torture was my almirah eventually locked, and I had to spend my entire vacations without books (except the fact that i found the almirah's key one day and quietly took some books). A major problem of a bookworm is the trauma which occupies you after reading a book, which is worsened when you read another book and get overwhelmed by its trauma, too. Everything around you seems to be different, and sometimes you become so influenced that you compare real people with fictional characters. Some books l...

Two faces.

She looks at herself, and sometimes asks, Can anyone figure out this fake mask? Behind this lively, crazy smile Is a lugubrious soul crying hard inside. Will she remain an introvert, pretending to be frank? While her thoughts will be wondering in her own dreamland. Perhaps it's destiny, leading her to where she should be. Like a road so confusing Diverging and challenging. Someone emotionalizes her, she chokes. Overwhelmed, her tear drops began to pour. She wants to be in her virtual world, where she can be herself. And so she stops her melancholy strain, Her thoughts drowning in the drain. She closes her eyes once more, and is welcomed to her virtual world.