Yet each man kills the thing he loves,
By each let this be heard,
Some do it with a bitter look,
Some with a flattering word,
The koward does it with a kiss,
The brave man with a sword!"
                     oscar wilde , the ballad of reading gaol

When was the last that I thought of you...I know not...but am I the one who goes alone on this path...and should I but care only a little for the souls that follow or those as march ahead?

Mode C is a way of life, perhaps my way of life: C for Cool, C for Cold, C for Chaos, C for Calvin. Ultimately, all of it boils down to the way you look at things. Are they not how they are but just how they appear?? No...and yes...Almost all the seriously critical fundamental concepts of life...aren't they just the bogies under Calvin's bed that he is afraid of? Miss Wormwood, Susie, Mom and Dad, and of course above all, Hobbes...aren't they all merely the means that he uses to attack these bogies?

Reflecting on 'living the Calvin way', I have started to believe that life and our reaction to it can only be explained by a number of Calvin and Hobbes strips combined together. The philosophy, as I like to call it, is to know that you are not alone. It is not just my perspective alone that is going to help me fight my bogies. I will be able to inch towards the Calvin way only when I perceive the other perspectives on my way.

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Friday, August 20, 2004
Come on Charlie...

Hi! I am Arjun
Itna sab kuch hone ke baad?
Sochna parega

There are two things that do not exist in the dictionary of Arjun Khanna and they are defeat and love, in that order. Arjun lives in Mumbai with his parents...a mis-matched lot if you ask me, a still-ravishing Rati Agnihotri paired with a wonderful actor but ageing Om Puri. The character of Arjun is played by Vivek Oberoi almost as an extension of what he did in Masti and Yuva. Arjun loves fun and parties, but when it comes to girls, he rarely sees things beyond the normal dance-and-song routine and a few practical jokes.

Arjun meets his match in Diya who comes to Mumbai to appear for her examinations and stays at Arjun's parents' home, Arjun's father being a friend of Diya's father (played by Tinu Anand). Diya believes passionately in love and for her, a marriage without seeing, knowing your future partner is headed for the rocks. On the contrary, Arjun believes in arranged marriage and it is this clash of opinion that is supposed to have formed the basis for Kyun...Ho gaya na

There is hardly anything to the story before the intermission, apart from a few bowling alley scenes where Diya bowls Arjun over with her winning shot...some Formula racing scenes in the beginning for absolutely no reason...a decently shot scene of Arjun, masquerading as a cold drink vendor on the train, showing a film director how to enact a love scene by proposing to Diya, a stranger at the time...and finally Diya falling in love with Arjun and Arjun, as expected, making a mess of it by his tactlessness.

Even after the intermission, the only bright aspect that comes to the movie is the presence of the Big B. Playing the character of Uncle, he runs an orphanage in a different style. There has been a conscious effort by the debutante director, Samir Karnik to go out of the league, at least in this aspect. Uncle is not the goody goody Mr. India who cries at his children's plight and makes sure that their stay is as comfortable as possible. Instead, he treats them as equals and even indulges in silly fights of one-upmanship with them. He does not even think twice about asking the children to fan him while he takes an afternoon nap. Despite all this, Uncle is likeable because he does all this with style...that is Amitabh Bachchan for you.

After the acrimony between Arjun and Diya with which the first half ends, Arjun comes to Diya's home to try and woo her back. As soon as it started to look like Arjun, after a few games where he was pitted as the leader of the kids, working against Uncle, will be able to make amends, there comes Ishaan. Ishaan, played by Suniel Shetty, is a success story of the orphanage and he is one who does not easily forget his roots. Ishaan and Diya know each other for quite some time and as they cuddle up and even team against Arjun, jeolousy and finally despondency sets in as Arjun comes to know of Diya getting engaged to Ishaan.

The climax, which tries to build some suspense but fails miserably in doing so, shows how Arjun makes a last ditch effort to finally open his mouth and say the magic words to Diya and what happens henceforth.

As for the direction, the movie does have some well-executed scenes but tends to go overboard at times, especially during the pranks and games at the orphanage, which instead of gently tickling the viewer, try hard to generate a hearty laugh and finally fail to cough up even a faint smile. With the utter lack of screenplay and a coherent story, the movie fails to deliver despite trying a lot of tricks in the trade. All these tricks...romance...tragedy...comedy...jealousy...Diya-Arjun in Mumbai...Uncle-kids in orphanage...Arjun-Diya-Ishaan in orphanage do not hold the movie together. The only thing they do is to confuse the viewer as to the real intent and purpose of the movie. In fact, the movie goer might even raise doubts as to what the director wanted to focus the story at...

Vivek Oberoi, for one, is in for a bad review on this one. Though passable as long as he emotes with Aishwarya Rai in the same scene, all his frailities and over-the-board stuff come to the forefront when he is forced to share the frame with the B. I know that it may seem like I am biased towards Amitabh but let me assure you that he is the only cheerful aspect of the entire two and a half hours of half baked attempted entertainment. In fact, whenever Amitabh is on the screen, it seems as if you are viewing an advertisement and not a movie, his role is so differently played from the essential fiber of the movie. The other actors have minor roles and are adequate in the same. Suniel Shetty does a good job, probably because he does not have much job to do, anyways in the movie.

The high point of the movie for those who haven't yet had the privilege of watching it might be the expectation of some good on-screen chemistry between the lead pair (including the much-hyped smooch) and the anticipation of seeing the picturisation of some good songs (especially No...No and Aao Na). Smooch my foot...there is hardly any thing to speak about but yes, at least it is one step forward for the lady who wants to change from the erstwhile Ice Maiden tag to perhaps the Bond Girl image. The songs have been picturised quite nicely but somehow appear to be forced between the narrative with not much flow going in.

Over all, if you do not have anything to do and are absolutely gung-ho about Aishwarya (as I am), you can definitely go and watch the movie. Aish looks amazing as ever and in this movie, she even looks real...not the plastic doll that many believe her to be. The grace with which she walks and talks, the enchanting smile, the miscieveous eyes, the puckered lips, the amazing figure...I can write on and on and on about her...wisely said...A thing of beauty is a joy forever.

Amitabh Bachchan fans (me again) can also make the movie for an absolutely effortless performance by the master. He is above such roles, is what I will say...were I not in this place and had I joined some media or film institute, I would definitely have made some movie that might do some justice to the legend and his abilities (yes, I do think highly of myself but that's the way it is).

As for those who are not Aish fans and are not too bent on watching AB baby either...
Itna sab kuch hone ke baad?
Sochna parega

Posted at 02:18 pm by Nitai

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Thursday, August 19, 2004
Another day...another hour

This is my blog
This is my space
These are my views
This is not meant for the common good nor for the common interest
If you don't like what is written here, no one is forcing you to read. Go away and stay away.

As soon as I came to my room after yesterday's election results were declared (at about one in the night), I started thinking about what I would be expected to do next. I know it sounds silly but the last election blog post turned out to be quite (a) hit, and as a result, anything that is said on this space about the elections, will naturally be followed with interest, contempt, disgust or in the rarest of rare cases, sympathy. Since I have had the fortune to have been in the good books of the voters, that is, I have actually been elected to the Backwaters team...applause applause...there might have been that knowing look on the faces of some. The question they might be asking is this: "Now that he has won, will he write the same scathing stuff that he did the other day?" They might even come up with the answer way, was his defeatist and loser attitude talking that day...tomorrow you will see a changed blog entry...

What is a sword without its sting, a snake without its poison, a word without its bite? So here goes...unabridged...another election coverage...and this time around, let this be heard by anyone who bothers to hear (especially the new media cell, if they are reading...that this post will not be withdrawn...come what may) have I generated enough interest in the proceedings...are the readers holding their breath for the next revelation that is going to come along their the atmosphere hot and tense enough...are the pins dropping with enough racket??? Hold on, dear friends...for I am going to take you on the roller coaster ride of the century...

One of the first committees to have gained the top of mind recall of any member of our batch, Place Com had nearly 65 volunteers working for it (I was one of them, too). However, as days passed and people started facing the music of some reeal hard work that PlaceCom has to do, they realised that it is not their piece of they abstained (I did, too) from nominating themselves for the final election round. However, there were still quite a few who did take the plunge (given the sort of glamour associated with PlaceCom, I do not find it surprising). Out of the 28 nominations, there was talk of selecting a smaller number based on some interview process as the faculty Placements head was not comfortable with such a large number fighting the elections.

Now comes the interesting part...ideally, there were supposed to be 16 final nominees but the number finally turned out to be 19. Though it was made clear initially by PlaceCom that the final number could very well be more than 16, the conspiracy theorists still started working. Tongues wagged and conversations became whispers as the "new additions" and their "contacts" in Senior PlaceCom were discussed.

However, with so many days separating the SCon elections and this one, the spark did not light up the fire and whispers started dying out...yet existing. The elction process was similar to what happened in SCon...candidates were asked to come to the well and speak out, with all audience questions saved for the end (there were hardly any, probably because of this). I must say that the highlight of the speeches for me were:

When some people started saying that they would teach how to do things to people who don't know how to do things by themselves. From my public speeches, I have learnt one thing...never undervalue your audience...even if you underestimate them, never let it show...if you have done so, you have dug your own grave.

When some people consciously tried to avoid using the table as a backrest...while some took the table head on :-)

For all other committees, it was decided to give the candidates one minute each to speak. It was going to be a mess, with nearly 68 people standing for different posts (as Yash was kind enough to point out :-)). I was so sick of the process that I didn't want to speak...I went and gave some shit about Horizons and as soon as I could, got my name removed from the list.

Good sense prevailed subsequently, as the other committees made the speaking optional. With the voters not in a mood to go deep (???) into the candidates' agenda, many eloquent speakers were booed out of the well with promises of votes if they just keep quiet and let the things go on...for God's sake.

And so it went on, with some good breaks in the middle...Prashant starting in his inimitable style with Pictionary which, slowly but surely picked up interest...Vikhyat talking about how he plans to bring down people from Switzerland (or was it Singapore) to participate in Horizons...Marda telling us about what he will do to keep our gastroenteric juices flowing...Amarpreet with his agenda of defeating IIM Indore in the number of internet hits...Bunty insisting on writing on the board that his name is not Bunty but Sarbamitra Barua...

The ballot paper was a long one...with nine boxes instead of eight for the PlaceCom (I am not nit-picking...just mentioning a fact, for God's sake)...and boxes for Spandan and Spic Macay, for which even the election quorum was not reached (shame on us...). With an amazingly (but not surprisingly...our batch has some enthu) huge number of nominations, the voters had a tough time, borrowing pens, looking at the names and associating the numbers with them...

Finally, after all the shouts and cries, came the absolutely stunning display of camaraderie and josh that filled many-a-heart (mine included) with joy and hope for good things remaining in this world. Desks thumping and hands joining together, shouting and catcalls followed each of the elected nominees as their name started rolling out in the presentation. It was absolutely fantastic to see the batch coming together like this...way to go, guys...hope this thing that has started, never dies out...Amen!

Because of the lack of time and space, I just thought that I will write what I felt about the PlaceCom members since they have an important role to play in my career...for the others, they will have to make do with an honorable mention in my illustrious (!!!) blog.

The PlaceCom (Placements Committee)

1. Abhilash Vijay Nair
With his IBM experience of hiring, and a serious demeanour, he was always a tough nut to crack for any competitor.

2. Abhishek Kumar
His tremendous popularity and the way he has raised his voice (for...against...people...things) in the past made him another winner.

3. Devroop Dhar
The silent types, he is also believed to be a smooth operator and has just that required blend of popularity and sincerity required for the job.

4. Gagandeep Kalsi
The kind of person, no one has anything against. Quite likeable (as most of the Sardars are) and pretty enthusiastic, a good choice again.

5. Kunal Bharadwaj
I have personally seen him work really hard at the brochures and if that is anything to go by, we have another good bet in the team

6. Pavithra B Poonacha
Seven years of work experience...and the only girl in PlaceCom to boot...need I say anything more?

7. Raul Sinha
The laptop guy...I had threatened him with my vote as the bargaining point if he does not get the lappie delivered soon...he was another winner with the hard work already visible.

8. Sauhard Saran
He had an interesting way of selling himself...associating himself with the dream of any IIM grad, he promised to make use of his contacts at his previous employer, Mckinsey.

An absolutely effective and wonderful combination...I voted for seven out of the final eight.

Horizons Committee

1. Abhijit Chakraverty
2. Deepak Nallur
3. Manish B Shukla
4. Sharika Munshi
5. Sundesh Sundar Shetty
6. Surabhi B Prasad

I voted for four out of the final six. Go guys, show them all, what it means to have a world famous Management fest!

Backwaters Committe

1. H Sandeep Reddy
2. Nitai Utkarsh (that's me...thank you voters...will try not to let you down)
3. Malini Pande
4. Qaynat Sharma
5. Saurabh Goswami
6. Vikhyat Srivastava

I voted for four out of the final six. Yana Gupta Yana Gupta Yana Gupta.....

Industry Interaction Cell

1. Prajakt N Deotale
2. Puneet Jain
3. Rahul R Agarwal
4. Ravi Girdhar

I voted for three out of the final four. People, we want lectures (read jobs) from the CEOs of the Morgan Stanleys and the Mckinseys...

Media Cell

1. Amarpreet Singh
2. Priya TS
3. Sandeep Gopal

I voted for three out of the final three. A great team, one intelligent fact finding Sardar, one mallu girl, and one smarty potential topper

Social Service Group

1. Deepak Kumar Sethi
2. Deki D Dorjee
3. Mayank Mohan Agrawal
4. T Ramesh Chandra
5. Tripuramallu Madhu Smitha

I voted for five out of the final five. Another good team, with many of them already having worked for the social cause and having the gravity enough to make the SSG a successful cause.

Alumni Committee

1. Suryanarayanan TN
2. Shailendra Chak
3. Vaibhaw Kumar Shende

I voted for two out of the final three. A liekable team that will definitely be able to hold the batch together even after we move out of these hills and cottages.

Sports Committee

1. Dheeraj Batra
2. Sarbamitra Barua

I voted for one out of the final two. The weighlifter and the dancer...what magic are they going to create for us? A basketball court...a football field...any other miracles???

Mess Committee

1. Aditya Sagare
2. Vinay Marda

I voted for two out of the final two. I want some good food, some well baked rotis, some more of paneer but some less of palak, a once-in-a-week menu of Hyson...Taj...Al Bake maybe???

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Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Probability (fortune+bravery=favor) = 1.0

Once upon a time, in the kingdom of GC:ASW, there lived a princess called Probability and a peasant called Statistics. Ever since Statistics, the peasant, had observed the relative frequency of Pond's cold cream being applied on the exponential face of the princess, he had fallen discrete over continuous in love with Probability.

The only desire that remained in the heart of Statistics was to normalize Probability and create a z-score with her such that it lies within 3. A six sigma score, he was sure, would overcome 99.97% of the problems that any poor peasant faces in wooing any rich princess.

The only thing that he was afraid of was the king of GC:ASW who went by a name that was integral to that of the kingdom. The king had the Poissoning habit of drawing box plots over the ambitions of potential wooers of Probability. But Statistics was brave and more than that, he had the wise minister ASW on his side. ASW gave his support probably because he had some z-score to settle with the king.

And so it was, that one fine day when the birds were twittering 'alpha beta gamma' and the leaves were whispering 'phi theta kappa', Statistics went to Probability's palace. With ASW in tow, Statistics made short work of any qualitative or quantitative opposition that the king could offer and eloped with Princess Probability.

And they lived happily ever after.

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Negative answering utility...towards diseconomy of scope

Only when you take the average marks per paper that you have lost due to silly mistakes and compare the number with the total marks that you have ever lost because you do what you do, you will realise that there is a distinctive difference between Average Cost and Total Cost. Since I had never had the utility for such a service, I had naturally put it out of reach of my budget line. Before you can say 'ho' to that and go on to mention how you, too have had the rare occassion to indulge in such activities as the one listed above, let me tell you that it almost had my isoquant of marks production giving a negative utility to me.

However, the time/prof-telling-that-there-is-incorrect-data-in-a-question ratio was still high enough to prompt me to convert my Short Run Average Marks curve from SRAM1 to the higher SRAM2. Put in the terms of simple and plain microeconomics, I was able to salvage the question and make amends as far as the difference between the total and average costs are concerned...because believe it or not, the question that had the corection was the same which was cunning enough to create the confusion between the averages and the totals stuff....makes sense???

Having said that, I am still not sure if the answer discrimination that I followed despite the question market not being monopolistic is actually going to fetch me any examinee's surplus...actually, it is all up to the consumer (read the examiner, Dr Sumit Sarkar) to decide if he has got enough surplus in his hand (despite my first degree discrimination) to obtain any utility out of my answers...

Posted at 01:50 pm by Nitai

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Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Management concepts for Information Technology

float time=2.0;//as if you needed more!!!
int papers=2;//thank God they didn't ask us to identify which question belonged to which paper
int questions=20;
int marks=15;
float marksperques=((float)marks)/question; //comes to 0.75...of all good things in life!
float pagelength=16.0;//unit is lines with each line containing 10 words on an average
float answerlength=pagelength/2;//good people, these IT wallahs...just stopped me from...:-)

void main(void)//looks like everything is void out here!!!
    for (int attempt=1;attempt<=questions;attempt++)
        //Start crap
        //End crap
        marks=marks - marksperques/2;

Posted at 05:07 pm by Nitai

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