There are instances in life when you love doing something and hence try excelling and perfecting it. A similar situation occurred with English being my newly found love. Thinking that English is very necessary to improve my skills in dealing with people, I started various activities like blogging, reading, etc. Simplicity defines an engineer. No engineer likes to have complexities in any design, program or circuit. Not that we don’t understand but we simply avoid it. Whereas in a language the more complex a phrase is the more interesting it is. Here comes the art of deciphering the real meaning to a verbally complicated sentence. For example, look at this sentence:
“I am a narcissist and you are my alter-ego.” – is just a classy way of telling “i love you”
Imagine people communicating in this way! It could be foolish but yet it is so much fun.
Anyways if this is how English is, then I am sure that it would take a few more years (may be a decade) to master this language. Here’s is one more fascinatingly complex dialogue from V for Vendetta:
“VoilĂ ! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you, and you may call me V.”
The meaning is left to the reader to guess.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
A tearful adieu - seniors!
“When you get up late and realise that you are late to the class – never bunk the breakfast!! Bunk the class!!”
That was the first piece of advice given by a senior in my first year. Well such valuable suggestions were given by the seniors to the juniors – as an inheritance and are passed on for generations. Here are a few memories that throw light on the positive aspects of such phenomena -pardon me for the usage of technical terms.
It was during Technozion – 08’ - our insti's techfest,when all the civil first years (we) were running about the fourfold department, helping the seniors, volunteering for event management (quite a hi-fi name then), treasure hunt, quiz etc., thus giving a reason for the rest of our batch mates to envy us for a life time. At the end of the day, we had a sense of achievement and belongingness to the place where we are destined to study in the years to come.
I still remember those days when we had the ragging sessions on our vast lawns - had lots of fun!I was an introvert,narrow minded and suffered totally with attitude.A couple of years since I can see myself change so much(in a +ve sense);thanks to all my seniors.
Hence a small tribute to them:
When in doubt or when I fell, you stretched your helping hand,
Laughing with me and also showing me as to where I stand,
Bridging the gap by enabling to reach the profs with ease,
Explaining every trivial concept as and when I please,
Advising me on the career to be taken and path to be followed,
Internships to apply and applications to be filled,
And above all telling me that none of these are worth a life time
Whether one was there by chance or choice, one must pursue ones’ own dream!!
Speechless as there is no word that would thank you enough
And thus bidding you goodbye in the hope that one day I can be as good as you.
That was the first piece of advice given by a senior in my first year. Well such valuable suggestions were given by the seniors to the juniors – as an inheritance and are passed on for generations. Here are a few memories that throw light on the positive aspects of such phenomena -pardon me for the usage of technical terms.
It was during Technozion – 08’ - our insti's techfest,when all the civil first years (we) were running about the fourfold department, helping the seniors, volunteering for event management (quite a hi-fi name then), treasure hunt, quiz etc., thus giving a reason for the rest of our batch mates to envy us for a life time. At the end of the day, we had a sense of achievement and belongingness to the place where we are destined to study in the years to come.
I still remember those days when we had the ragging sessions on our vast lawns - had lots of fun!I was an introvert,narrow minded and suffered totally with attitude.A couple of years since I can see myself change so much(in a +ve sense);thanks to all my seniors.
Hence a small tribute to them:
When in doubt or when I fell, you stretched your helping hand,
Laughing with me and also showing me as to where I stand,
Bridging the gap by enabling to reach the profs with ease,
Explaining every trivial concept as and when I please,
Advising me on the career to be taken and path to be followed,
Internships to apply and applications to be filled,
And above all telling me that none of these are worth a life time
Whether one was there by chance or choice, one must pursue ones’ own dream!!
Speechless as there is no word that would thank you enough
And thus bidding you goodbye in the hope that one day I can be as good as you.
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