Quantum Theory

Dear friends, gosh it’s exactly two months after I am writing a post on this blog. I can’t believe when I saw that. Sorry for that friends. Though I wonder why other posts are not there from my friends in the meantime, I still feel regret for this. What to do friends, we live in India and in this country the person who is into act is held accountable for the same act, irrespective of whether it is a consensus on the team work or not. Anyway, my sincere regrets friends.

So we were brushing up our college days memories friends. I think we were talking about the learned professors of our batch. I think we missed one gentleman amongst the crowd. He used to teach us physics and I remember his was the first lecture every time. Yes, you guessed that right friends, its NNK.

Young professor; smart too. Maybe why very neatly dressed with a heavily pressed shirts and trousers every time. One could easily cut a lemon or two on the ridges of shirt ironed such. And the actions were so managed, so controlled that care was always there to not to disturb that ironed ridge. Just like a robot. Hair, very neatly combed. And even if you (not me, I hardly was present till last lecture of the day) see this gentleman on the last lecture somewhere else, you could see not a single hair moved unturned. Really Mr. clean; such an extent that even he didn’t seem right to write something on board just because board would get dirty after dusting off. He would point a finger to board while explaining but oh dear pointing to a clean, empty board.

He used to teach us the quantum theory. ‘Light travels in discrete units called as quantums and not in continuous ray like manner’. Oh god, I wondered then too and I still wonder why to study how a light is traveling? Sounds like either Hattori doing that saying a ninja technique ding ding ding or Jim Carrey making his facial gestures by very close observation along the path of a bullet shot out of a gun or an arrow released from a bow. He would clean that bullet carefully on the travel and let go further with a big satisfaction on the face in his style.

Might be a candidate then this professor, in the huge but illusive matrimonial market. Because hardly he could have a look over boys rows and that too if someone from boy’s section disturbed him. And that’s understandable. In fact, a testing time rather for any young man. One row full of bold and beautiful girls from holy cross. I wonder if there was a criterion in holy cross that the girl must be ‘to be beautiful ‘ if had to be granted admission. I still wonder, even if that criterion was there, how it could be fulfilled at the age of five or six. Strange, but true.  And another row full of shaleen beauties from rest of the schools. So, forget about how light travels man, here my heart is splitting into quantums. I wonder, if a professor had to go through this kind of situation how boys at sixteen could have handled that situation.

Alright, let’s get back to physiques. I mean physics, sorry for that spelling mistake. But one thing is sure friends; I owe my gratefulness to Mr. PKP and Mr.Pethe for their outstanding teaching of physics and maths which laid a good foundation for further studies. There is one more professor named Mr. Athalye to whom I owe the same feelings. God bless all of them always. And god bless all of our new college professors.

Dear friends, apart from science, hum log pehele friendship ki taraf se hai. So let the light of good spirit, health and prosperity travel continuously in your life as the festival of lights has begun. Enjoy the light, enjoy the festival and enjoy the life. Happy Diwali friends!!

Simple Math II

Hello friends, hope you celebrated friendship week or two with your family or friends and had a great fun. Couple of holy festivals too, added more flavors to whole last fortnight or so. And it would continue as generally we have a series of festivals to celebrate which start from month of August till the year end. For younger generation, this package of celebration usually concludes on the eve of 31 st Dec. and so the life goes on with the new year. Good.

Well, dear friends, we were talking about our math’s class in our college days. We had another math’s teacher Mr. VDK who used to teach us trigonometry. While Mr. BPJ would divide the board into two halves with a single line in the middle of the board, this fellow used to draw (only) a framework of three axes. And to tell you what friends, like BPJ, with this guy also I never understood three things.

First, he never ever came to conclusion for what axis to be called as what. The three axes were always there and he kept telling us ‘ phar tar X mhana, phar tar Y mhana or phar tar Z mhana ‘.  Ho sir, but which axis to say x and which to y and oh dear, z was like an orphan. He continued to do so till we left the college.

Second thing dear friends, there was a great amount of prejudice with this guy. That, this guy was the strictest teacher in the college. My dear friends, this wasn’t the case in real scenario. Agree, his personality like a western film character would justify that prejudice prima-facie, but never ever there was an incidence which would prove so.  So, I never understood why that air was there with this guy.

On the contrary, I could see, while there was nothing ever on the board besides those three arrows of axes, this period was always an exchange of arrows of stolen glances (sadly broken dreams later on) between boys and girls. Well, phar tar off period mhana!!, phar tar fun period mhana,  phar tar …..ah forget it.  

And lastly, a usual scene with the entry of this so called strictest teacher. As soon as he would start walking towards stage, the boys on back benches hurriedly go out of the classroom. In spite of care taken, there would be a noise as a whole bunch of boys were practiced to go out. And I realized later on, that this guy had an idea about that but never caught a single student red handed. (rather red footed). To me, he seemed to claim his wine as old in a closed bottle. In Marathi, we call it as ‘zakli muth savva lakhachi ‘. Phar tar adich lakhachi mhana!!

My dear friends, do you remember that incidence? One boy couldn’t succeed in first attempt with the mass of boys to go out of classroom. So later on he tried in single, with soft feet like cat and unfortunately dashed to the door. With that noise, he turned back swiftly and asked Mr. Khade ‘May I come in sir?’ and Mr. Khade pleasingly allowed him in. Dear friends, please bear in mind, the scenario in a Marathi film ‘Ashi hi Banvabanvi’ where Laxmikant Berde asks Sudhir Joshi, ‘Dhananjay Mane ethech rahtat ka? ‘was pitcturised seven odd years after this incidence happened in our college.  Is the script writer of that film from our batch? If not, then phar tar what a coincidence mhana!!

So dear friends, it’s a beautiful Sunday evening and its raining heavily out there. Phar tar ‘ bahaana ’ mhana ani enjoy kara !!

Simple Math

Ya..a….ksss!!     Any guesses what this could be friends?

A reaction of yours when you start jogging one fine morning and suddenly see a man clearing his nose indecently? Or a reaction of your friend who is a vegetarian and suddenly sees a non veg dish served to him by mistake? A joyful excitement in mind of a two days hungry Eskimo or a puma when suddenly seen a group of yaks? A reaction of sixteen years of boy or a girl who suddenly sees a father of her or his on spot on first date? Or a reaction from beautiful girls of our college when they had to dissect a frog first time?  

What the hail is that exactly …..?

Friends, its an alphabet ‘X’ pronounced by our dear math’s teacher Mr. BPJ.  Please strain your memories a little and try to visualize his lecture. I still remember his famous X and the gesture while saying that alphabet. His hands raised in air, fingers of both the palms spreading outwards like a demonstration of Mig or Jaguar planes on 26 th Jan and the facial expressions. Oh god, facial expressions such that if someone removes a snap of those and publish in south then people may ask ‘hey when the film of this hero is going to be released?’ Even I tried to imagine an analogy of a scene when I replaced Rahul Solapurkar with Mr. BPJ saying ‘ X’ instead of ‘ pisss …k’ while casting ‘ Takalu Haiwan’. And while attending his lectures I also thought many times that if mother of ‘X’ sees Mr. BPJ on stage, she might ask him worriedly ‘ mere betene apka kya bigada hai jo aap uske pichhe pade ho ?’

But my dear friends, there were three things I never understood with this guy. First, I never understood why he used to bisect the green board at the very next moment he would enter into the class. Secondly, as soon as he bisects the board into two halves brutally, making our bodies to shiver by that noise of a chalk and glass, he would draw a star in the upper right corner of the board. And to tell you what friends, I remember he could never draw a good, complete star, ever. Rather, I would rate not a single star or even a half star for his star then. Ha Ha Ha…

And the third and the important thing my dear friends. He used to teach us complex number represented by ‘ i’. And root of this small i  is equal to minus one. Great!!

But horrible thing was that whenever he himself gets stuck with some example, he would take the help of this small ‘i’. And then what, he would turn those two halves of board into battlefield and somehow arrive at the answer which he usually used to write in lower right corner of the board. Finding that answer was like finding a needle in the hey. How complex!!

But dear friends, we were so lucky to have Mr. Pethe who could teach the math in a simplified way. That’s the beauty of that subject. If taught in a simple manner, every sum becomes easier. And friends…this applies as good to your life. Your ‘Ayushyache Ganit’ will be easier too, if you try to solve it by simpler formulae.

More on that later friends. Last time I kept writing a little more because I had to keep myself awake to watch the match after a hectic day. Anyway, it’s a whole friendship week ahead and I wish you all to enjoy it like the way we used to enjoy in our college days. Happy friendship day!! And good night.

Unsung Heroes

We remembered a lot about our teachers in the last blogs. But missed them during the meet.
Why didn't we invite them? Were we too tied up? Were we expecting others to do this "work"? Were too keen to meet the select few? Were we so lost with nonsense commercial tuition teachers, who designed some select few to Engg,Medical? Were they not at all important to be invited?
Why?
Someone has to invite them for the next meet. If you don't, should I?
Missed them....while going through that group photo album.

Goal , Strategy and Golden Mean.

Goals everywhere!! Like a blind man in Mackena's Gold movie says 'Gold Everywhere’

Friends, I am enjoying soccer world cup like anything. But to tell you frankly, I couldn’t curb getting my eyes wet when Brazil was out of the tournament. Not just because of my favorite team went out of world cup but because of I love the way they look at the game and their happy go lucky nature. And it’s certainly a painful thing to see a happy, merry human being disappointed. So much has been talked about the changed strategies and will continue even after the tournament is over.

Well, that’s the point friends. Changing strategy will definitely affect on your goal. It might be a positive effect or a negative one. You cannot afford to change your goal (unless something drastic happens and is beyond your control) but you can change your strategies. And that applies as good to life as any game. Every game teaches you very precious, lifelong lessons my dear friends. In fact, in a game or in a life you get more attempts to rectify your mistakes depending upon the time you have left before the game is over. The only and major difference is that, for a game, you get more chances to play the new games as such, but… dear friends not with life!! You know that friends, you have only one life.

That’s where we are now friends. Half time is over and second half has begun. First fifteen overs are gone. Veeru might be in a pavilion after doing his job. (I like his strategy …Attack is the best defense). Your aces might be slowing a little. Dear friends, it’s a time now to play Dravid’s innings. You cannot afford to loose Yuvraj at this stage. It’s a time to be a Valderama or Lothar Matthias.

But in any case my dear friends, you have to win the game of life. I love you friends and I’ll feel the same way I felt with Brazil if you loose. Tell me, what I have to do with that country and the team. I told you friends, I love them too. I love to see them as happy as they always are. And I want you to be the same my dear friends. So believe in yourself. Those who are struggling now, keep trying, don’t stop and fight, fight and fight.. You will reach the goal one day. Those, who have taken a good lead, enjoy. But do think of giving something back to society.

By the way, have you defined your goals or not my dear friends? And please remember, there are other goals as well besides financial matters. Alexander and Napoleon too, being lastly a human, realized this, but it was too late then. Just think what could be the strategy of that blind man in Mackena’s Gold who is after gold when he couldn’t even see it even if he gets it.

Friends, yesterday was the last day of your past life and today is the first day of your rest of the life. So, jindagi bitate waqt jindagi jeena bhi chahiye mere yaar!! Wo bhi to ek goal hona chahiye na? So decide your strategy accordingly. Try to find out the golden mean of achieving your goals and living life. Or should I say rather try for a ‘Goal done mean’ friends. Well, I am not a campaigner for Nike, but just do It.!!

And one more thing friends. Though I don’t have to be busy like Alexander or Napoleon, sometimes I just think I should spare a time and express myself when I am anxious or excited. After all, I am a human too. And I know, ‘ek din bik jayega mati ke mol, jag mein rah jayenge pyare tere bol.’. So bol baba bol, this blog pe kuchh to bol.

Goal…mol…bol, what is this all jhol… Dilip? Forget yaar. You need a break. Wanna tea or coffee or Lassi? Tell me, where to go? Ashwamedh or TrishaShanti? See you there friend!!

Pour some sugar on me! Material Girl

A few hours back, I was driving through heavy rains through palm lined roads of my beautiful Goa, call it coincidence, but the title of this blog is not a sleazy invitation; but the sequence of songs that I just heard on radio!
Friends I'm probably the lucky few amongst we classmates who gets to enjoy the new and old of both western and Indian music, (nowadays also World music), on radio everyday! You'll knew my passion for music and so has God! He blessed me with a home in Goa, where I can meet artists and attend concerts of some great musicians.
Those days,few of you even laughed at my dreams to become a Rockstar! Trust me, I am a Rockstar now. That's when I choose my favourite Skull candy headsets, songlists, turn on the ipod and close my eyes! I'm also on world tour when there are public holidays and an occasional Bharat bandh, as it was today! My children attend classes for guitar and Indian classical music. And I have a dvd of "Rock On" too! The only similarity with the movie and my life is when the lead actress mentions that she knows little of Rock music! My wife too knows very little!!!
Back to reality, just as "Pour some sugar on me" got over, Madonna started crooning, Material Girl! And I remembered Live Aid telecast on our black and white tv sets then. My parents were fast asleep, and here I was flying between US and UK, watching Bob Geldof's most memorable get-together of our favourite stars for charity.
I spoke about the concert the next day and everyone questioned, "what was that?"
Today, times have changed and many of you still request me if I have that collection of songs.......Yes, I do have. Thousands of songs, on not just one, but on over 3 Ipods!.....and not just the old but also the new. And there's good news too, along with Rock, Pop, Jazz, Blues,Electronica and the latest club music from Ibiza; I also have some good Hindi and Marathi songs!
But I have a problem, I need to put them together as songlists according to their genres. I also need to add some of your favourite songs in my collection!
Lets come together online, share some good music and also create an album of our favourites!

Waqt

Parwa Kolhapurat astana 3 get togethers attend karayla midale . agdi sagle bhetle .

Shala , College, Post Graduation colleges .. Khup loka . Manala ek gost khup lagun geli . 31st May 2010,BHMS cha get together hota . Excitement , Dhamal .. It was the first meet in all the long yrs after we left college . Entry zhalya zhalya -oh my tu ?? Where r u ?How r u? etc etc . All giggles n laughter . The Air was filled with fun .

It started with the welcome speech and soon immediately a 2 mins silence for all the friends and staff whom we had lost in the last few yrs .

Donach mintanchi ti shantata pan manat mazya wadal hota . 10 almost people in all we had lost ! 6 friends , memories began haunting ! thou i never had much memories of any of them as good friends they were classmates indeed .And what suddenly came to my mind that I may be on the list of the 2 min silence next year !! Never know !

Angawar kata aala shanbhar !!

Ajjach jagun ghawa watla . Tivra icha zhali saglayna bhetnayachi . khup khup bolnyachi . Mansokt hasnyachi ani khaup khup radnyachi hi . Nati... Mannyawar aahe ! Manla tar sagla , Nahi manla tar kahich nahi !
"Maitri ".. Asach ek sundar nata ....
Maitri na saajwaychi aste , na gaajwaychi aste.
Ti tar fakt Rujwaychi aste !
Maitrit na jiv dyaaycha asto na ghyaayacha asto,, Ithe tar fakt jiv laawaycha asto ....!!
Mhanun watla aj he ithe mandawa , ajcha zhan ka punha yenar nahi . Koni tari ekani mhantala aplya meet madhe "we'll continue to have this meet every 3 yrs ". 3yrs ??? I coudnt afford to !! Can u ??
So friends stay in touch always or one day u will be maintaining that 2 min silence thinking I wished i had sent a mail , a msg or just dialed when u know everything is just away at a click away .
Jabeen

Gaarva

Another beautiful song friends!! Isn’t it? It’s a Marathi song. Those, who like Marathi songs, might have listened to it. And those who are not aware of the song please do listen at least once. It’s a best time to enjoy the song. And isn’t there a gaarva everywhere now? Not just in the outside world friends but the inner world in your mind?

Yes we can see the climate has turned the red hot land into lush green grasslands, not so chilled but a pleasant wind waves rejuvenating your tired minds during hot summer, your stresses in whatever respect which generally rise from February along with heat (and which reaches at peak at march end) tend to settle down either way, your routine what you expect tend to come on path slowly and most importantly, a new ‘umang’ that generates branches to your mind and as fresh as lily. So, add more flavors to that umang my dear friends by listening ‘Garva’ even if you don’t have that much affinity to Marathi songs.

Yes I can hear the annoyance in your mind saying that hey, where the hail you shifted to songs from our new college memories. Oh, oh, I am coming to that friends. I am coming to that. The word ‘affinity’ reminded me of our honorable principal Mr. K. R. Yadav, giving us the example of a boy who while being with his father sees his mother and runs towards her, leaving father’s hand insistently. Our principal used to give us that example to explain the affinity of a fluorine molecule with hydrogen. Well, irrespective of the relevancy as an example, I can see his gestures and tones used while teaching, even today.

Another teacher of chemistry Mr. SSP always used to yell ‘ketones and acetones are the first order derivatives of alcohols’ . Well dear professor, that was then. Your students now give order first of alcohol for any reason and then they think of deriving the reason. Ha Ha Ha!!

Other sir, Mr. SPP never came out of Brodie’s ozonizer once got entangled in. His teaching style and peculiar tone while teaching certainly need one to give ozone treatment to recover from suffocation. 

Well, I think Warke madam’s class was seemed to be more awaited for and pleasant to study (?) for some of the students. I could realize that even after twenty five years when we were together on our meet eve. She used to teach benzene ring and carbon molecule structure but some students seemed to be victim of chemical locha. But one thing is certain, that warke madam could have earned additional revenue apart from her salary if had she thought of running classes of saree draping and using different brooches to match those.

My dear friends, its time to go to fish market now. I have to hurry rather. Let m1, m2, m3 be three masses… hnnn. Massej !! Remember Mr. PKP’s gesture? Ha Ha Ha!! Bye then friends.

Barsaat ki Dhun Soon ....

Hush.. what a exhaustive week it was. Two weeks rather. What a heat, dust and to add, traffic of Pune. Dear friends, we keep talking about global warming here and there but i am beginning to believe that really the planet where we live is certainly angry with us. Believe me, i have played so much outdoor games( mostly football) in early afternoon since my schooldays , i have stood for long hours without a cap on sites during my candidacy days but i haven't experienced such a summer i must say. I could imagine how chatak waits for rain as i was equally eager for the same during last couple of months or so.

So dear friends, that day has arrived. I can see the monsoon clouds gathered and drizzling a little. I had been to kolhapur last week for a day. I could see the monsoon clouds gathering over there. In fact since my childhood i love to see that scene. This time that scene was more titillating to me as i could witness that in my home town !! During a return journey i whirled in monsoon memories of kolhapur. Well, beautiful landscape of Rajaram college ( oh, don't ask me. I was never a student of Rajaram), shyam's wada over there, chay at tapri near to it, then a beautiful rajarampuri main road which blossoms more during rain, evergreen university campus, rankala lake and lastly the boss ... Panhala. Oh god, thanks for creating more heavens on earth and may i take your permission to say that Panhala in monsoon is one of those.

It's a beautiful Sunday morning friends. And this time with monsoon clouds. I am not in a mood now of revising any memories of our college sirs. I may resume on next post for that. But i certainly remembered another sir for an obvious reason. I remembered the song in a movie 'Sir'.
Well, some may like it some may not. But my dear friends just enjoy the song with a cup of tea in hand ( or else, depending upon the time when you enjoy). Its not the song that just relates to rain only. It relates also to few or more memories of the time when the movie was released. You may realize what i mean when this time you listen the song attentively.. not just the lyrics.

And what a season for next one and half month. Its a monsoon and what ..... A soccer world cup?
Its an icing on cake yaar !! Oh god, how may i thank you for this. Just be little generous on me to be efficient on daytime after late night telecasts as I do not want to miss the single moment of that jallosh ...

So my dear friends ... Cheers !! and soon soon soon barsaaaaaat ki dhoon soon...

Thanks.

I Remember ...

Nice to know about your social aspect Shri. Great work.

I know you will keep that good spirit always up. It would be my pleasure to join your team too.
Yes your ideas are good and feasible. We'll talk about that and proceed as soon as possible. In fact, Ashish and me had a talk on the similar subject and on the same night, while having late night ( may be very late) supper after our meet eve was over. ( Maybe with slowed tongues)

Well, I think that we should start with our friends first. Helping somebody is not always and should not be always in monetary terms. Along with that what we can do is to set up a forum where we can find out about how we can leverage everybody's potential to give hand to anybody else. With due respect to your suggestions, lets think on this as well. After all, charity begins at home!!

Well my dear friends, we were talking about Mr. Nagure. Do you remember he used to say ' Te mulag' for ' That boy' ? In mind he intend to say ' To Mulgaa" but would end with saying ' Te mulag'. Not ' aa' at the end but a silent ' g'. Remember? Ah.. i cannot explain further with letters.

And remember him teaching us ' Pyramus and Thisbie' ? Oh god, he thought that it was the only lesson to teach in an academic year and so continued to do so for a very long time.

Remember another english teacher Mr. Ranvir? Used to always shout ' John F Kennedy aaplya bhashnamadhe mhanala .... well, Kay mhanala kunas thauk. He never told that very clear. And he would pronounce ' Jaan' for ' John' and ' kyannedy' for ' kennedy'. Ha Ha Ha !!

Dear friends its a Monday morning so i have to stop here. I have already received a couple of suspicious, staring glances coming tangential to upper border of my monitor, from my dear wife.

' Tangential ? ' ' A Tangent ?' Can you define a tangent now Mr. Vipul Sagre? Mr. Parulekar?
Menon ? Tatpathi?
Come on guys you are the favorite ones of Mr. Pethe and you have to keep him thinking so.

To be continued .....

GuruDakshina

Hello Dileep,

Congratulations for creating this blog. For the past 25 years, we never had a thought of doing this. How badly we missed you.

Thank you for understanding our contribution. Frankly, its simple policies that make a big difference.

Over the past few years, I have tried recollect good old memories just by the sight of people who resembled my dear ones. To give a small example, I once searched for Shilpaja Pungaokar, when I saw a teenager who was her complete lookalike!

I also made it a point to visit every single friend who called me on my phone; that’s when they visited cities where I worked, be it Mumbai, Pune, Nasik and now, Goa.

Today, I'm returning from a hostel for street children in Kolhapur and am emotionally charged after meeting this 5year girl, Bhagyashree. Probably named because she had been lucky.

Two years back, our friend Rajesh and I were returning back home after a jog at the Shivaji University campus. We came across this insane woman who was moving around with her child. Realizing the emergency situation of an infant at the hands of this helpless woman; we immediately swung into action and sent her to this hostel.

What I realised later, was that this task took us over a few months to implement. The people involved in helping were not Rajesh and me, but Rajesh, his friend from Police Dept., my earlier Boss, who was a Director at The Times of India group, HRH Malojiraje, my cousin of Sakal Papers, Resident Manager at Radio Mirchi Kolhapur, a few NGO's, Leena Menon etc. to name a few. The list is long, I don't want to publicize, but what I intend to point out, is, 'Team effort '.

Remember, our 'we are like that only ' attitude should be long time forgotten.

I wish to now draw your attention on our first ever Meet in 25years. Though not the first, for some few of us. Ashish Mutha , Jabeen, Satish Naik, Poornima and Rajesh were the first ones to add inertia to our present circle of friends.

Let us now utilize our friendship to get back to those teachers from our College and try to help them (not the private tuition teachers), maybe through contribution to Staff welfare fund. We can even use our good work to employ the children of the Peon's of our College. We can get our children to plant tree saplings in our Campus.

Any more ideas? Do let me know.

Or, how do we start implementing the 3 points that I mentioned above!

I Remember ...

Thanks Pornima. You set a very wide counter to pick the gems of memories from.

Well, i remember every little thing. The only thing stopping me from putting all those in a one go, is a length of one post. It would certainly make some of our friends feel like tired while reading such a long post. So what would i do that i will break those memories in singles and start posting one by one. This will please our friends. It will keep inviting them to our blog regularly as well.

Alright friends, I remember the tiny but beautiful building of our college. In fact it became beautiful in our minds later on. Wasn't appealing at the time when we were there with our parents to seek admission. I remember the nice little entrance from main road too.

And I remember the very first day of our college. Colorful crowd, ecstasy on everybody's face, little anxiety, more enthusiasm. Groups formed at the small open space adjacent to our college building. Boys and girls greeting their schoolmates who joined the same college. Surprisingly, i didn't enjoy and hence may be do not remember other higher education institution's first day.

There were two groups mainly. Boys and girls who came from English medium schools like st. Xavier and Holy cross and others who came from Marathi medium schools. I have no idea about how and when girls were mixed up with each other but I remember that Xavier guys showed a spirit and broad mind to absorb the Marathi medium friends then. Thanks to them. That relieved either a' nincompoop' in shy, reserved boys or a' prejudice' in bold, extrovert boys who were from Marathi medium. Marathi medium boys on the other hand too, showed a noble mind to absorb Xavier guys as well.

Remember the word ' nincompoop' ? Mr. Nagure teaching us the fourth lesson in our English textbook with this word as a title? Remember him saying ' Conjurer' in a typical fashion while teaching another lesson? Ah ... don't strain too much. Just enjoy. There is much more to come.

To be continued ....

What do you remember about New College?

Hi guys...Yeah.. it has been 25 years already...Even though we think that how can I remember something that existed 25 years back, we still do. Scientists say that our brain connects a particular memory to each thing in our life. so What exactly u remember about New College?

U have to be honest about it...The first thing you remember when you were in 11th & 12th in new college...!

Let me start with myself..When I think of New college..11th & 12th Science..I remember the time 10.45am on our practical days..I hated Chemistry practs, I also hated our college open on Sundays...I still don't know why I was there coz see where I am ended now... he he he...!!

Please do share your memory.

Where Time Stopped

Dear Friends,

The meet eve was very delightful, refreshing and as memorable as the countless memories of our college days. Yes, i can understand that 25 years is a very big span of time and that would certainly leave its impressions on our memories. But when everyone of us entered the hall and met with the old and dear friends of his or her, time had to honor one's feelings and apparently almost stopped. Going further, I would say, time also cashed the opportunity to refresh and hence enjoy the memories of its own.
We must thank very sincerely to Jabin, Pournima and Aashish for their consistent efforts to make the meets like this happen very successfully. Special thanks to Shriprasad with these guys for his regular and very keen follow up. Thanks to those all who have directly or indirectly contributed to make this event happen. Keep it up guys.Good going.
And thank you very much for each of us who irrespective of his or her busy time,attended the meet and graced the occasion. Thanks guys. Those, who couldn't attend the event, unwillingly though, please spare a day for next one.
Hey guys, this blog is for all of us. And there is a keen request from all of us that one should follow the discipline while posting on the blog and maintain the decorum. So please cooperate to keep the good momentum going which we ourselves have started for the betterment of ours only.
Thanks again friends. Keep in touch. God bless you all.!!!