A crusade doesn't begin in a matter of minutes. The frustration long being held up in the chest oozes out after years of roiling inside. 5 long useless years, punctuated by brilliant friends that you will earn in your way. All of you being pieces in that tapestry of aimlessness and sarcasm. You will soon know that such places end up strengthening you. Ironing out the blue-eyed dreams of boyhood. It's that classic case of entry into the real world.
Today, as I speak, rather write...I am not writing to one of you. I am addressing the people who will want to walk these dreary corridors one day. Perhaps blinded by that unknown hand that brings you to this seemingly wonderful place.That lure of money. That charm of being nurtured in a supposedly 'cool' and 'soon-great-to-be' place. Yeah, all of you, who will want to commit that mistake of wanting to belong to this hollow community.Some of you, the deaf ones, will read this today, feel indignant and join this place nevertheless, somewhere down the line.
I am writing this in the quiet of the night. Pretty different from the magical nights that one had during HR1 days.In fact, were it not for the darkness, it would be hard to tell a night from a day. Things were as chaotic and rushed during the night as they were in the evening.Now, when everything is really over, all those nights of the past look like photographs from an old album. You so wish you were there back again, for once. Perhaps,that's about the only good thing you should look forward to,if you are thinking of coming to IISER. But that shred of hope has been obliterated forever.From being an abode of Gods, immersed in pure joy and aimlessness, it bears a desolate look now. A God Forsaken world, in every sense of the word.The place where you would all put up is as bad as being in a solitary silo or a room full of burly men with devious mindsets and unchecked libido on top of it!
And then you will never have that luxury of being free. That sweet fear of being used as 'test subjects'. That benefit of seeping through a tough situation because laws are still not etched forever in the penal code.The benefit of being noisy and 'yourself' 24*7 without someone on your back all day with this sole aim of asserting himself on you. The worst thing about IISER is that it is a sinister black hole for all kinds of sadness and bondage in the world.It's a double whammy. Never in your life will your present and the future bear such stark and dreary semblance.We were a mad lot. We survived clinging to each other. Whenever we found that laws were proving to be excruciatingly stiff, we bent them by being united. I doubt you all will have that cohesiveness to effect such mutually beneficial infractions. Besides, a system evolves into a tougher niche with every passing minute. By the time you will arrive, the power mongers would have taken over. During our time, the maths department was in a shambles. I hope it will be extinct by 2012. Two days before the world really comes to an end.
At any rate, Biology is the only field that is going to see the steady flux of worthless PhDs, baby-sitting and over-caffeinated professors, costly and trivial lab instruments.Chemistry was trying hard to follow suit by trying to breed and nurture this talent of forming warring factions whose job is to maneuver and gossip in that green place sipping some terrible tea and munching on the pathetic snacks to go with it.Physics will find itself in a swampy state. Brilliant guys will be left wondering why they were born into modest families or why they were not taught to arm themselves to teeth with wile and wit before entering academia.By the time you arrive, all the brilliant guys in Physics would have turned to poetry or rum or their wives. I wonder what would become of all those interdisciplinary areas that boast of a marriage between these fields in various permutations and combinations.A chaotic mixture with all its ingredients in a state of denial as well as real mess makes a perfect recipe for a disaster. It's like Titanic crashing into an iceberg with billion gallons of oil, tons of timber and a burning ember on board.Will you ever know whether you are going to drown or turn into ashes and dust?
Thought hard of coming up with reasons to rationalize my own entree into this mad, uncertain world. Couldn't fathom any. Perhaps bad things are meant to happen. They are inevitable. By some conspiracy of the cosmos, you are destined to be a part of a place where you hardly fit but you have to play along.
Life is pretty much like that.
Today, as I speak, rather write...I am not writing to one of you. I am addressing the people who will want to walk these dreary corridors one day. Perhaps blinded by that unknown hand that brings you to this seemingly wonderful place.That lure of money. That charm of being nurtured in a supposedly 'cool' and 'soon-great-to-be' place. Yeah, all of you, who will want to commit that mistake of wanting to belong to this hollow community.Some of you, the deaf ones, will read this today, feel indignant and join this place nevertheless, somewhere down the line.
I am writing this in the quiet of the night. Pretty different from the magical nights that one had during HR1 days.In fact, were it not for the darkness, it would be hard to tell a night from a day. Things were as chaotic and rushed during the night as they were in the evening.Now, when everything is really over, all those nights of the past look like photographs from an old album. You so wish you were there back again, for once. Perhaps,that's about the only good thing you should look forward to,if you are thinking of coming to IISER. But that shred of hope has been obliterated forever.From being an abode of Gods, immersed in pure joy and aimlessness, it bears a desolate look now. A God Forsaken world, in every sense of the word.The place where you would all put up is as bad as being in a solitary silo or a room full of burly men with devious mindsets and unchecked libido on top of it!
And then you will never have that luxury of being free. That sweet fear of being used as 'test subjects'. That benefit of seeping through a tough situation because laws are still not etched forever in the penal code.The benefit of being noisy and 'yourself' 24*7 without someone on your back all day with this sole aim of asserting himself on you. The worst thing about IISER is that it is a sinister black hole for all kinds of sadness and bondage in the world.It's a double whammy. Never in your life will your present and the future bear such stark and dreary semblance.We were a mad lot. We survived clinging to each other. Whenever we found that laws were proving to be excruciatingly stiff, we bent them by being united. I doubt you all will have that cohesiveness to effect such mutually beneficial infractions. Besides, a system evolves into a tougher niche with every passing minute. By the time you will arrive, the power mongers would have taken over. During our time, the maths department was in a shambles. I hope it will be extinct by 2012. Two days before the world really comes to an end.
At any rate, Biology is the only field that is going to see the steady flux of worthless PhDs, baby-sitting and over-caffeinated professors, costly and trivial lab instruments.Chemistry was trying hard to follow suit by trying to breed and nurture this talent of forming warring factions whose job is to maneuver and gossip in that green place sipping some terrible tea and munching on the pathetic snacks to go with it.Physics will find itself in a swampy state. Brilliant guys will be left wondering why they were born into modest families or why they were not taught to arm themselves to teeth with wile and wit before entering academia.By the time you arrive, all the brilliant guys in Physics would have turned to poetry or rum or their wives. I wonder what would become of all those interdisciplinary areas that boast of a marriage between these fields in various permutations and combinations.A chaotic mixture with all its ingredients in a state of denial as well as real mess makes a perfect recipe for a disaster. It's like Titanic crashing into an iceberg with billion gallons of oil, tons of timber and a burning ember on board.Will you ever know whether you are going to drown or turn into ashes and dust?
Thought hard of coming up with reasons to rationalize my own entree into this mad, uncertain world. Couldn't fathom any. Perhaps bad things are meant to happen. They are inevitable. By some conspiracy of the cosmos, you are destined to be a part of a place where you hardly fit but you have to play along.
Life is pretty much like that.