Tuesday, April 18, 2006
Where are we heading?
Sitting in the narmad corner of OAT, alone, i m reminded of the days when this part of OAT will be filled with who-is-who in narmad. Those were the days, when people of a particular hostel would sit at an appointed place. no one crossed borders.
Today also people sit at appointed places. In gumbals of friends. They still dont cross borders, they dont reach hostel areas at all.
Sometime back, IIT decided to have a dedicated Freshie hostel and then distributed junta all over from second year. This led to loss of spirit and oneness as a hostel. People are more involved within there own groups that they dont know more than half of their hostel. They dont care for it either. Thanks to the internet connectivity, though 5 hostels away, u can still talk to people who were ur first year buddies and u dont repent not knowing your wing, for who in the wing did u ever know before, that you care to know now?
This takes a toll in the enthu of junta to participate in anything within the hostel or doing something for the hostel. Gone are the days, when there were weekly jam sessions and monthly quizzes in the hostel. Nobody knows what is a speaking event, but for veterans since very many years. Even if one let all this go, there is nobody to even sit and talk in the middle of the wing. Those cots in the wing, were people would sit and talk are all eternally empty or they just dont exist.
Be that all as it may, this wierd idea of shunting people across hostels back and forth has just made people become couch(or should i say chair, for they dont have couches in hostel rooms) potatoes confined to the 4+ walls of the hostel room. The public life is just a farce, it doesnt exist.
To add this is what the internet has done. People sit for long hours gaming, without knowing thy neighbour. To make it more miserable is this monothek of a building right next to gurunath, you dont even have a place in the hostel were u can sit and talk over a cup of coffee. You cannot sit in the hostel stage and talk for hours over a cup of coffee. Gone are the days when you could sit with a gumbal of friends and enjoy a moon-lit dinner in your hostel. you need to walk all the way to a sorry of a building into one of its halls, filled with aliens for a plate of pathetic food which costs more than all previous records.
Most of this prolly has happened without anybody knowing. if somebody knew, as well, would they care for such things. Well, the last word, The hostel is becoming a boring and unhabitable place with every passing day...
PS: This was some thing i scribbled for the hostel mag and then it appeared on the hostel blog. a copy here as well.
Today also people sit at appointed places. In gumbals of friends. They still dont cross borders, they dont reach hostel areas at all.
Sometime back, IIT decided to have a dedicated Freshie hostel and then distributed junta all over from second year. This led to loss of spirit and oneness as a hostel. People are more involved within there own groups that they dont know more than half of their hostel. They dont care for it either. Thanks to the internet connectivity, though 5 hostels away, u can still talk to people who were ur first year buddies and u dont repent not knowing your wing, for who in the wing did u ever know before, that you care to know now?
This takes a toll in the enthu of junta to participate in anything within the hostel or doing something for the hostel. Gone are the days, when there were weekly jam sessions and monthly quizzes in the hostel. Nobody knows what is a speaking event, but for veterans since very many years. Even if one let all this go, there is nobody to even sit and talk in the middle of the wing. Those cots in the wing, were people would sit and talk are all eternally empty or they just dont exist.
Be that all as it may, this wierd idea of shunting people across hostels back and forth has just made people become couch(or should i say chair, for they dont have couches in hostel rooms) potatoes confined to the 4+ walls of the hostel room. The public life is just a farce, it doesnt exist.
To add this is what the internet has done. People sit for long hours gaming, without knowing thy neighbour. To make it more miserable is this monothek of a building right next to gurunath, you dont even have a place in the hostel were u can sit and talk over a cup of coffee. You cannot sit in the hostel stage and talk for hours over a cup of coffee. Gone are the days when you could sit with a gumbal of friends and enjoy a moon-lit dinner in your hostel. you need to walk all the way to a sorry of a building into one of its halls, filled with aliens for a plate of pathetic food which costs more than all previous records.
Most of this prolly has happened without anybody knowing. if somebody knew, as well, would they care for such things. Well, the last word, The hostel is becoming a boring and unhabitable place with every passing day...
PS: This was some thing i scribbled for the hostel mag and then it appeared on the hostel blog. a copy here as well.
# posted by bharath : 9:26 PM
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Hey B,
It's all changed THIS quickly? You know, it's a bit difficult to believe - things being in a largely status quo-ic the couple of years I was around.
Nostalgia isnt what it used to be, but there's no point regretting change, especially since it's driven by forces beyond you and me, da. I suppose we'll enjoy what we want the way we like it, and to hell with what the world wants to do.
Me-raa.
P.S. - Tis anything but scribbled, da - tis quite well written. Kindly desist from such attempts at modesty.
It's all changed THIS quickly? You know, it's a bit difficult to believe - things being in a largely status quo-ic the couple of years I was around.
Nostalgia isnt what it used to be, but there's no point regretting change, especially since it's driven by forces beyond you and me, da. I suppose we'll enjoy what we want the way we like it, and to hell with what the world wants to do.
Me-raa.
P.S. - Tis anything but scribbled, da - tis quite well written. Kindly desist from such attempts at modesty.
I hate the Himalaya... I long for the old mess
But I do know who my neighbours, and know them DAMN well I might add.
People do play footer and cricket in the quadrangle everyday(atleast in Mandak they do).
I do play games on the LAN but don't sit around playing them all day... nor do most of the people.
"Nobody knows what a speaking event is... " Please... that is too much of an exaggeration..
What's wrong with sitting with other hostel junta at the OAT?
What's wrong with speaking to your friends 5 hostels away through Gtalk?
I agree that having a freshies only hostel was a bad idea... but we are 2 years past all that. The hostel spirit is still there, albeit a little hidden.
Seriously da... the LAN and Net may seem like bad influences to you, but with a little regulation it could be the best thing that ever happened to the Insti.
Times change. There really is no point in ruminating about the past... Life's great right now... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
But I do know who my neighbours, and know them DAMN well I might add.
People do play footer and cricket in the quadrangle everyday(atleast in Mandak they do).
I do play games on the LAN but don't sit around playing them all day... nor do most of the people.
"Nobody knows what a speaking event is... " Please... that is too much of an exaggeration..
What's wrong with sitting with other hostel junta at the OAT?
What's wrong with speaking to your friends 5 hostels away through Gtalk?
I agree that having a freshies only hostel was a bad idea... but we are 2 years past all that. The hostel spirit is still there, albeit a little hidden.
Seriously da... the LAN and Net may seem like bad influences to you, but with a little regulation it could be the best thing that ever happened to the Insti.
Times change. There really is no point in ruminating about the past... Life's great right now... and I wouldn't have it any other way.
Ashish, slaish you would not understand all that i wish to express in that post da. Coz, by the time you were freshie half the things listed in the post were in place. i am not against changes and all. to be optimistic is better and to take it all towards the greater good is the moral of life, but some old things are nice when u look back.
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