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Attempt at hindi poetry.

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It has been I guess more than a year since I have written something here, there are mandy drafts which are pending, last one year has been a roller coaster ride, and it will take more than one post to describe the number of things have happened. 28-03-2021, today, and I am at home, in self imposed isolation (no i ain't positive), I shouldn't have cancelled the tickets to guwahati of 25-02-2021. But anyway here is a poem, which I wrote in the scarce free time I get these days... 

Cause the old people forget(profs?) what it was to be young

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CAUSE THE OLD PEOPLE FORGET WHAT IT WAS TO BE YOUNG  "A dive into the idiosyncrasy of great learned men which you will encounter in IIT Guwahati and maybe every other engineering college of india. " "The quality of students coming to IIT at B tech level is decreasing day by day" . "You guys think you are smart? You just know how to tick options, and that's why you are here." "Success at JEE is overrated, it is just some option ticking and guessing which lands you ranks". "Your fundamentals are weak, you have been spoon fed by coaching". These are some of the several enraging remarks you may hear after coming to IIT from your respected professors. Very rarely you will be congratulated for your hard work of 2/3 years after entering the hallowed portals of this institute. There are very few professors who can keep their ego aside and truly appreciate the ingenuity of a student, these days with the commercialisation of educati...

2nd sem begins( World war 2?).

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Maintaining a personal diary was always an enthusiastically started new year resolution which I loved giving up within the first month itself. The idea of writing memoirs for the year and read them later would always excite me. This will serve as a digital replacement I guess, for the same. (thought putting this on world wide web makes it a public affair). 2ND SEMESTER JAN 2020 20th jan, 2020. A mundane monday.  So 2020 started with memes swarming over the social media of sarcastically proclaiming India as the new super power, as was planned and dreamt by political leaders, some years back. Without getting deep into the chaotic political scenario of the country: my 2020 started with me coming out from the washroom after a much needed late night bath to relieve myself from the tiredness of the journey. The water was harshly cold, (the geyser wasn't working) but my enthusiasm was unmatched. I took a piece of barfi in my mouth and wished myself a happy new year. Like every ot...