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My Plans/Wishlist After Moving To Bangalore

Published on April 24, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

Well, everybody has plans regarding what they would want to do with their first salary. I have mine too. Here I list them in no particular order. And most probably, I sill do most of the things. So here’s my wishlist -

  • I crave for a Dell XPS. And the machine needs to be powerful enough to render all of the eye-candy effects of compiz. It goes without saying that I shall be using ubuntu as the operating system. No windows for me. I think a 4 Gb RAM should do. It would help if I could get a graphics card. Hmm .. lets see.
  • I want a domain of my own. Not like this one. Here I am required to show ads from the people whose server I use. I want a reliable ad-free domain and hosting. Also this one’s a bit slow and always has some sort of problems. The latest being a problem with WP Super Cache plugin.
  • I want to become a subscriber of last.fm. And this is something I will definitely do as it is the cheapest thing. A subscription costs only some Rs. 500. The positive of becoming a subscriber are lots. Mostly you can make many playlists. Also you can listen to your loved songs. And as it is, I am starting to like the last.fm radio. I dont care for 500. In light of recent events, this has become a necessity rather than luxury.
  • I want an Ipod touch. Nothing else will do. Just imagine … Sony Ericcson Xperia X1 + Ipod Touch … awesome :D :) .

Can’t think of more now. Shall keep adding here :) .

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Lull After The Storm

Published on April 12, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

Yabba Dabba doo !!! My Grand Viva is finally over. And I cannot express my happiness over it in any definite words. This is the one time professors get to mock at their students, though I must add a few are very helpful, and try their best to point the students to the right answers. Although I did not do as well as I was hoping to, but no regrets over there. As it is, I have never cared for my CG. Marks are for the lesser mortals :D .

So now with the grand viva out of the way, it is time to resume working on my BTP. But not without a well deserved break for the weekend. Yeah, a well deserved one, really. Only the BTP presentation is between me and my graduation :D .

The last 40 days at Kharagpur ! I am glad to be leaving this place. Not because I got bored of it, but because I want to start a new chapter of my life – a different story, a different person, a different place. I am eager to move into Bangalore, and start afresh. There was a lot I could have done at Kharagpur itself, but my introversion prevented that. It shall not any more. I am determined to present a new picture of myself, a changed self. I am deviating from the topic.

Well, to sum up, now with the grand viva over, things have really calmed down. There is not much to do, except BTP and chilling out with friends. Its time to make the last few days at Kharagpur memorable. There shall come a day when I’ll feel nostalgic, and wish these days – the best of my life – never went away, but it is not that day yet. Today is the time for party.

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BTP Update

Published on March 29, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

Yay !! Finally I have definitely made some progress in my BTP. I have ironed out all the bugs. As I write, a bash script is running my program over and over again with different parameters as input. The loop will execute some 6*3*100 times. And within each program, there is a time counter which counts forward to 30,000 units.

I have left the whole thing to run in development mode, instead of the deployment mode. Printing out details on the screen is slowing down the generation of results though. Perhaps I must go and sleep while the script does its work. I have been awake for more than 24 hrs now, and sleep is very much welcomed.

I do hope to get some pretty good graph. I am making this siulation for a multi-processor system. However, there is this small issue when it comes to division of work between different processors which I need to discuss with Arnab da. Once done, I should be able to wrap up my project in a matter of day or two.

Fingers crossed. I shall put up the result, provided it is what I expect.

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My Paranoia Self

Published on March 27, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments
I’ve always been this paranoid guy who never trusts the people he cannot see. It was the primary reason that I avoided the social networking sites and was reserved while chatting with people I hadn’t met in a long time. However, things changed the last year and I started opening up. I did the most foolish thing of publishing my contact information over online. Contact information includes my phone number and email id’s.
Due to my foolishness, some unknown person has managed to forward all his calls onto my cell phone, and now I am being annoyed by someone I do not know. Damn ! This is the second case of my foolishness, of my letting the guard down over the net. Never again shall this happen.
I have decided to once again revert back to my paranoia self – never trust a person you cannot see. I am removing all my contact information, setting up strict privacy filters and actually pruning the friend list. The whole operation might take a few days to complete as I’ll have to scan all the places where I might have left any information whatsoever. If you are a friend who knows me, then you’ll find some way of contacting me.
Phew ! Some work to do during the weekend.
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Case Of The Forwarded Calls

Published on March 27, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

An interesting event occured to me yesterday. I do not know if it is the sheer genius of the other person or an honest mistake on his part. Either way, I have had to deal with an angry sales person the whole evening. The whole affair is described below.

It all started in the evening. I returned back to my room after the evening snacks. As I sat down to work, my phone rang. An unknown number – +919334461925. I pick up the phone. The conversation was in hindi.

‘ello. Who’s this?

When will you return my money?

Excuse me, but may I know who am I talking to?

******, when will you return the money you owe me !

I suppose you have dialled a wrong number. Which number do you think you have dialled?

I got a call from you on this number, asking me to recharge the number +9198——– (I do not remember the other number) for an amount of Rs 3500, with your word to repay me today. When do you intend to pay me back.

I am sorry. I repeat once again, I think you have got the wrong number. I am not the guy you are looking for.

*******. I dialled your number +919002341426. This is the number you called me with. Now ****** tell me your address so that I can set you straight.

I hang up. But immediately the phone rings again. The same number. Damn, he redialled

Hello?

******. Why did you hang up. Afraid of telling me your address are you?

So eager for a fight are you, come on. I am in RK Hall of Residence. Wanna set me straight. Come here. I shall be waiting for you at the gate.

Who the **** do you think you are.

Afraid are we now, huh?

Pay back my money and I’ll let you go.

Dial the correct number first and you’ll get what you want. My number starts with 99, not 90.

Smart chap eh? Tell me, how did you tweak the connections of your mobile phone, that I dial your number on 90 and it goes to your phone at 99.

Am I expected to laugh at your joke, because believe me, I’m not in the mood for it.

I’ll complain to the police.

I’ll thank the gods for putting some sense into you. Please go on and do so.

I just want my money.

Can you talk properly first? ‘Coz I do not see this conversation heading anywhere.

[a few minutes silence]

When will you return back my money?

As I have already told you, you have got the wrong person. I am not the guy who asked you for a recharge. Please redial and check with the right person.

How can it be? I dialled the correct number.

May be a cross connection. You might perhaps want to try after a few hours.

Or a simpler solution is for you to return my money, ******.

Mind your language.

I hang up again. He called me again and again, but I let the phone ring.That was all for yesterday. In the morning today, I got another call. A different number – +916542325507. Again the guy was asking for someone else. Something is definitely wrong, I thought. I told him the same thing, that this is a different number and hung up. But something came back to my mind immediately. I thought I had seen an arrow mark on my screen beside the number of the caller. This never showed up before. Something is definitely wrong.

I went to my neighbours room, Rohit. I asked Rohit to call up the 90 number. The call was on my mobile ! But there was no sign of the arrow mark. Was it my mind playing tricks on me? Was I imagining things? All my screen showed was Rohit Calling. Unless …

I went to Dhangi’s room. Now Dhangi is not added in my contacts list. I made him call up the 90 number. And voila ! There it was, the arrow beside Dhangi’s number. And it immediately occured to me what the whole thing was.

The other person has set up call forwarding on his mobile. Whenever you try to call the 90 number, it gets forwarded to my mobile. All the time the sales person was dialling the correct number. I did not know what to do next. Dhangi suggested I call up the Airtel customer service and tell them.

I called up the Airtel customer service at 121, but I managed to get only one reply -

I am sorry sir. We cannot help you in this matter. Airtel is a service provider. All our customers are equally important to us.

Damn it fool, even after listening to the whole story can you not think out of the box and actually do something. I know you have been taught to blurt out the same response and you are doing a pretty good job as a bot. But don’t you see there could be something fishy here. I suspect a foul play. Can you not for a change use your brains and do justice to the money Airtel pays you.

I am sorry sir. We cannot help you in this matter. Airtel is a service provider. All our customers are equally important to us.

Oh my darling, this is India. Why do they even have call centers here, I wonder. The guy on the other side would have done a better service to the nation pulling a rickshaw. And to think that the Americans outsource all their work to be done by these damned creatures.

So be it. I am going to do nothing in this affair any more. If the sales person calls up again, I’ll tell him to go to the police. Let him fight for his money. Let Airtel value their customers so much that they annoy them. If only there was a way to block out all the forwarded calls.

So ends the Case Of The Forwarded Calls. I shall post any new developments below. But I do not think there will be any.

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My Attempts At Speedcubing

Published on March 10, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

I have been trying my hands on speed-cubing for some time now. Below is a video of mine solving the cube in under a minute. Note that the cude used is a Funskool cube and not a DIY.

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The Doon Experience

Published on March 9, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments
Rafting

Rafting

The latest destination was the Dehradun. Our mid-semester exams had just ended and we were eager to get away from Kharagpur. The choice was between Gangtok, Goa and Dehradun. However there were quite a few constraints and we finally decided to go with a two night three day trip to Dehradun.

The time was limited and there was a lot to visit. Amidst a packed schedule were a list of places we wanted to visit. After consulting with an aunt of mine who lives there, we settled on spending the first day in Dehradun, the next in Mussorie and the final day river rafting in Rashikesh. I shall divide my tour in three separate posts, each one covering single day. This first post is about Dehradun.

The trip started off the wrong note with us chosing the Doon Express to take us to Dehradun. It was one of the worst trains I have ever had the misfortune of travelling in. Slow as it was, all the local passengers took it upon themselves to travel in this trian without any tickets. This only meant that a hot tuesday afternoon became worse, sweaty and with no pantry car, there was no quenching of the thirst. We toiled in the afternoon heat only to be relieved after the cool breaze started in the evening. Towards the later part of the night it became colder and we had to pull up our sheets to keep us warm during the night.

Next morning I woke up early in the morning to find the train halted at the Haridwar railway station. It was chilly and we were excited to finally have gotten to a colder place than Kharagpur. The cool breeze beat across our faces and made us shiver. The train started off for the last two hours to Dehradun. Hungry from the journey, we got down quickly and headed to aunty’s house. Refreshed and enervated, we were ready to plan out the next course of action – the fun was about to begin.

Since we had only half the day to visit all the places we wanted to, we had to decide quickly on our plan. We finally decided upon visiting Robbers’ cave first, followed by Sahastradhara, and then visit the city at night by the car. Yay, thought of a special kulfi had us looking forwards to the last part of the day.

We hired an auto rikshaw to Robbers cave. Not knowing what to expect, it was a pleasant surprise for what awaited us there. An entrance to a cave with water streaming out of it. And it was no ordinary cave. Huge rocky walls lined the sides of the cave, the top being canopied by trees. Water was flowing into the cave from above along the walls and also from the inside. It was a breath-taking view of such a beautiful place. We changed into shorts, put on rubber slippers and entered the ice cold waters.

At first the water was too low to only cover the ankles. The cold was something we needed getting used to. We ventured inside the cave wondering if it was a labyrinth or something else. Labyrinth it proved out not to be, but was good enough a place to visit. Towards the end though there was a pool of water whose depth was not visible to us. We dared not enter it lest we be submerged and unable to come up again by the force of the gushing stream. We were content watching it mesmerised from a distance. A few minutes later we were able to muster enough courage to go and put one leg inside the pool, but never dared to jump into it. Probably this is where the robber hid their treasure, inside the pool, and thus the name of Robbers cave.

We left the cave an hour later to visit the next spot – Sahastradhara, which is described as the combining of countless streams of water streams into one stream. What more, apparently its spring water, making it beneficial for body if you were to care to swim in it.

After half an hours ride in the local bus we were dropped at this parched place where not a drop of water was visible. We immediately realised that it was going to be a big let down. We walked a few distance to finally come to a rope-way. Hoping to find water streams above we bought tickets for ourselves and alighted the rope-way, only to be let down again. It lead tus to no where!! We were left at this elevated platform where there was a nescafe and a shelter to sit and rest tired aching feets while enjoying a breath-taking view of the valley, or so it was supposed to be, for neither were we tired nor was there enough water in the streams to make the view spectacular.

After enquiring about this apparently famous place we were told that in our way we must have passed a temple, behind which there is a pool where all the streams meet! That was the famed place. Dejected and disappointed we visited the said spot. But even in the month of March there was hardly any water. We decided against entering the water. A few clicks and smiles later  we returned to the bus to take us back home.

In the evening we visited this temple carved into a mountainous rock. Its a shivling upon which water drops from the roof of the cave throughout the year even though it does not rain outside. We went around the cave for a few minutes but left pretty early. Later on a trip to the city main market by car and a flavour of kulfi were the last things we did in the city. Tired by the afternoons expedition, we returned home once again for dinner. A happy meal and combiflam later we were fast asleep.

On the whole it was a pleasant place to visit. Robbers cave was the high point of the day, Sahastradhara being a big let down. It was also good to get away from the scorching heat of the Kharagpur’s afternoon sun. There’s one waterfall near Dehradun that we weren’t able to visit. Something to look forwards to in the next trip.

In later posts I shall write about our outings to the Queen of Hills, Mussorie and also my first river rafting experience in the glacier waters of the Ganges.

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The Good Old Johnson Grammar Days

Published on February 26, 2009 in Anu. 2 Comments

A lot of what I write will not make sense. This is not an edited peice of text, instead its spontaneous.Not written in proper english … just figments of my memory …

Its one of those rare days when I feel all nostalgic and miss my friends from school, remember the young carefree days, the innocent companionship …

There are lots of things that come to my mind. In no particular order a few are …

The most surprising day for me was in the 10th class when Malathi ma’am announced that I am in the running for the post of the School Head Boy !! Me !!! … Happy :) … Shreyasee, Ramya, Harish and I went from one classroom to another, staffrooms, the administrators office, the princpals room, introducing ourselves. We were the four people the school would vote and choose to become the Head/Assistant Heads. The next day results were declared, and to my astonishment I became the Head Boy. Harish became the Assistant Head Boy. Likewise Shreyasee and Ramya were chosen Head and Assistant Head Girls respectively. However, throught the year I did not do any noteworthy work :) … It was always Shreyasee … well, as we have in chemistry that every strong acid has a weak conjugate base, the same applies here as well. All I ever did was display the 3 shiny stars on each of my shoulders, and flash the head boy batch. And if you have never worn stars, let me tell you, they are heavy. So in a manner of speaking I did have to carry a heavy burden the whole year.

There’s only one person in this whole wide world that I want to meet but have not been able to. His name is Veerat Jaiswal. There was always something special about him that I cannot express in words. Somehow I liked his company. Apparently he has married against the wishes of his parents and doesn’t live with them anymore. My search continues …

A lot of friends I had back then … Nishanth, Tajuddin, Praveen, Kaushik, Sai Pavan deserve special mention. Nishanth was the joker of the class, hilarious, and yes the reason that I passed all my telugu exmas :D . The very day I became the head boy he had an advise for me – ‘Singha, never listen to the teachers, they’ll make you work much more than what you should ! ‘ …

Rizwan is a senior who has to be mentioned. During the school days we shared the passion for programming. He would tell me new tricks. He was the one who taught me file handling and sub routines in BASIC, prior to which I used to write all my codes as a single function. He was an amazing friend. I even went to a trip to Chennai just because he was going too. Well thanks to you now I am here about to graduate out as a computer engineer and happy about it.

Someone else needs to be thanked too – Zahreen teacher. She was our computer teacher then. She used to encourage me. I remember her getting me extra programming questions so that I do not solve the ones that she had brought for the class. And I would always try to get everybody’s attention by solving all of them and jumping up and down eager to blurt out the algorithm. Yet she was patient with me.

While we are on the topic of programming, I might add that just as Rizwan was the best coder in my senior batch, Bharat K Molleti was the best amongst us. At an computer exhibition held at school, Rizwan made a program to calculate dates and do lots of cool stuffs. Bharat simulated piano in dos !!! imagine using your keyboard to play music in DOS. It was awesome coding. Mine was the easiest and yet the cachiest of them all :P … you see, KBC had just released then, and I coded the KBC. Everybody wanted to play. haha … unfortunately, I did not know how to generate random numbers back then, and neither did I know how to use the web :( :( :( .

I was a bit annoying too. I would suggest our maths teacher to take extra classes instead of the PT / Library class :P !! Yeah, I was stupid back then. I would show off that I was better at maths than most. I wonder what people must have thought about me back then. Let me tell you, I am no more like that. Changed I have in ways more than one, yet remain the same Anuvrat that you always knew.

A few memories include Haritha irritating me … quarelling with Sana all the time , Sravu … Yogi ke saath fight, after which he would invariably cry … Sri Hari sir … Sridhar sir’s leaving the school … all of us went tothe staff room to plead him not to leave … and if I am not wrong … shayad main Ankita ke saath bhi baitha tha kuch din .. towards the end in class tenth … us bechari ko mujhe jhelna pada :) …

Sridhar sir is the guy who shaped my present. He told me that if I wanted to try for admission into IIT I must be strong at algebra. He suggested me Hall and Knight Algebra to practise algebra.

Mangal … librabry … smell … you can guess it … Mangalnath had to go back home .. :D :D :D :D

Library .. Aarti teacher … and who can forget Yogi’s aunty – Saroj Sharma Teacher :) … Vani teachers pinch .. Surya Kumari teacher .. Annapurna ma’ams boring classes …. she actually called me to the staffroom one day to tell me that I must pass geography to pass the tenth class !! ..

ohh and yes .. I did fail in a subject once … :) … I failed in geography class test … when the teacher called out my marks and looked at me, I did not know how to react … should I feel sorry for having failed the test, or should I feel happy that it was just a class test and not an exam … anyways, I returned her a smile … The following week, I got a call from Malathi ma’am … she was entering the marks in the report card and couldn’t believe I had failed … she wanted to make sure before entering the marks. … that remains the only failure till date …

And a girl had crush on me !!! My reaction – ignore her :) … And that is exactly what I did for the next 2 years that we were at school. It was ridiculous … Aur mujhe to ye baat yaad bhi nahin thi .. unless Haritha reminded me  :( … But now I have grown up, matured … Will I react differently if I come across her by chance ? – I do not know … btw … the girl’s name is BKD … this is one memory I want to forget …

the ccmb school bus … g shashank … playing cricket every evening … priyanka’s phone number … 4150 … :D … aah … J Shashank and Priyanka … they would always pick on each other … J was the only one in school who could defeat me at chess … unless I lose the game by over confidence … Mallikarjun defeated me in class 10 .. it was me and my big inflated ego of being the better one in chess that I failed to see his move :( … Amardeep … J and I would have this competition of who could solve the maths problems quicker …

Akhila would always agree to sing the school choir at assembly if I failed to find any one else … she was a good friend too … back from the 7th class days, which I suppose were the best in m life .. Lily teacher .. I wonder where is she now …

The Nirjhar Ghosh .. who would always be willing to pick up a fight with me when we were in 4th / 5th class … grew out of this habit later on … but it was only in class 10 that we became friends :) … there are very few bongs that i do not want to kill on sight … he’s definitely one … :D

I want to meet each one of them … I owe my happiest moments to them … they are the friends who are hard to find …

The school’s completely changed in looks now … i am always afraid that i might lose my way if i wander alone inside the school now … but the teachers are all the same … they did recognise me … feels good that people remember you …

But each one of us is in a different place now … i do not know if i will ever meet them in a group and get to spend time as we used to at school … akele milne mein wo mazaa nahin hai jo sabke saath hota hai … aadhe log US mein hain … baaki sab hyd waalon ke paas time nahin hai apne office se  [ ... i hate this reason ... y the hell do u work in such a company which curbs your social life ... life's not all about money ,.. there's more to it ...  ] …. and now i shall be moving to b’lore … with prolly no chance of ever returning to hyd …

I got bored of writing … perhaps I will complete it some other day ..

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A Fun Bitwise

Published on February 9, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

So here it is, now that the Bitwise 2k9 is over, everyone feels so relieved and obviously happy. Everything went smoothly and happily. There was no hitch (well, compared to what are generally expected, we had the minimal of all the problems). And all the while when the contestants were busy cracking the questions, we were having fun in our own way.

Not just in India, but anywhere in the world, you’ll never find an event start on time. So why should we be an exception [:P].  Now since Bitwise is an international competition in which participants from all over the world take part, I put up a timer on the right hand sidebar, displaying the server time. This time would be used by the contestants to synchonise their watches. The event was to be begin at 1220 hours IST. And I was prepared, in the event of us getting delayed, to slightly change the server time – not that we finally needed it. The event started right on time. Actually we were all ready for the launch ten minutes earlier. The countdown began and just when the timer showed 1220 on our site, we released the problems.

The response was enormous !! The server was heavily overloaded. Many complaints started pouring in about the site not loading up. But in a matter of few anxious minutes, these complaints died down, and we took a sigh of relief.

Just when we were all getting into our new roles of maintaining the system and responding to all the queries, the first shock hit us ! No, it was no fault, no breakdown of system and certainly not of the server going offline. A team had actually solved a question, easiest though, and scored full. We couldn’t believe it. Naresh (Shenoy K) actually pulled out the file from the system, compiled it manually and checked with the test cases himself to make sure that the evaluator had not made an error. The problems team were bewildered. They wondered if their problems were not as good enough as they thought earlier. There were a few nervous smiles, trying to defend their claim that the questions are indeed though.

We convinced ourselves that this was just  one-off instance and that not all the teams will find the same question this easy to solve, that perhaps it was more by luck that talent that this team had cracked the first question in ten minutes. This we did only to be proved wrong in another quater of an hour. Submissions for the same question started pouring in and there were quite a good number of teams with full scores. We just kept our fingers crossed.

But then that did remain a one-off question. Apparently the second question had been changed just hours before the question. The original question was too tough to be solved in such short  time, and the problems team decided to put up a modified version which was easier, evident by the fact that the score was halved. The second question, the one to be solved first, carried just 75 marks, while the other questions were rated for 200s and 300s.

India vs. Sri Lanka cricket match was being aired the same time. We got busy watching the match while at the same time answering the doubts of the contestants. Ghoda (Birendar S Tiwana) had this brainwave the previous day of letting the teams add us on their gtalk id and contacting us over the IM in case of any doubts. The idea was a hit considering the number of queries I had to answer. I was asked all sort of things – from being pestered for hints, to suggestions that the questions were too tough to be solved by a final year student of engineering, to being told of that the sample cases we provided were wrong !

There were a few highlights of chatting that I would like to mention. A girl came online – nita..sharma.niit (obviously name changed to protect identity). She mentioned that the Enigma quiz was a great idea, and that she was enjoying it. Immediately Tharki (Arpit Kumar) got working. He told her that the whole of enigma was his brainchild (he mentioned it was of Arpit’s as a third person), and proceeded to give her his email id so that she could contact him to thank him personally. And she did !!! Her next message was – thanks for the id. I have added him on  GTalk. Tharki left the station and returned to his computer to attend to more pressing business [:P]. Apparently they have become good friends.

We had lots of fun answering the queries and chatting away. We dealt sternly with a few guys, having to tell them that we provide no hints and loved talking to a few who challenged our problem makers – a few of them really made Sudip (Roy) and co. ponder over the boundary conditions. Only a minor changes were made to one or two questions.

Aritro (Aritra Sen) was the server admin making all the changes to the webpages. Tension clearly showed when he occasionally lashed out at anybody suggesting he was slow in updating the  webpage (which he was not). Mallu Da (Vinu Rajshekhar) was the busy man firing away sql queries when we had to sometimes manually check if the file submitted contained malicious code. Naresh and Mallu were our goto guys when in doubt. Akshit (Sharma) and KT (Kaustabh Tripathi) ensured that none of us were hungry. They arranged for snacks and lunch, half of which they ate themselves. Shashi (Narayan) took charge of the feedback. Ghoda was the responsible person, always reminding us that we should not toy/abuse/insult/behave irresponsibly with people while chatting, that we should seriously answer their queries and never mislead them – this suggestion was too hard to follow. Karishma (Kapadia), Nisha (Kiran) and Chuski (Varun Sharma) were there as well, taking rounds in helping everybody out. The problem team members Anvesh (Komuravelli), Ashish (V), Bhuyan (Pramit K), Sumeet (Singal), Ruteesh (K) were obviously present to help us answer the queries.

In all, it was a great day. Everyone was tired by the end. I actually dozed off six hours after the start of the competition. Arindam (Sharma) had come in the evening afer his GATE exam. It was one of the best days of my stay in Kharagpur. Not having slept for almost 40 hours, I bid them goodbye and left for my room.

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A Feel Of Things To Be

Published on January 21, 2009 in Anu. 0 Comments

Things have returned back to normalcy at IIT Kharagpur. This report is with regard to one Mr. Anuvrat Singh, who is a final year student of the Department of Computer Science and Engineering.

A young boy, happy with his placement at Fair Isaac, Bangalore had been behaving oddly these past few days. Sources close to him tell us that since the start of the spring semester, this being his final one, Anuvrat had been attending all the classes. This was an unexpected change in a guy who never attached much significance in being present during the lecture hours. He had this weird theory of – Why attend classes if you don’t listen to the professor anyway. Time would be better spent sleeping then and later on doing something constructive. And he stuck to this absurd notion of his for seven semesters.

However, what changed his mind at the beginnnig of the semester continues to be a mystry. He won’t talk about it. When confronted, he simply tries to change the topic. His wing mates and friends were highly concerned for his well being and health. They were troubled by the possibility of attending classes having an adverse affect on the young boy’s health. To get him to bunk classes, they suggested he watch movies along with them late night, go for a walk at 2 am, and what not. But it was all in vain. Classes, apparently, had become his priority for the semester

His friends had given up as a lost cause. And then it happened ! This morning he had a double lecture at 0730 hrs – Foundations of Cryptology. Anuvrat woke up at 0725 and the very thought of a double lecture, that too of Cryptology, scared him. For the first time this semester he was afraid to go to the class. And then he did what he does best – pretend as if he doesn’t have a class at all. Yep, he woke up, got fresh, had breakfast and watched Two And A Half Men for the next four hours. This was the first class he skipped (not missed, but bunked) this semester.

And if the rumours are to be believed, he is leaving Kharagpur to visit his parents in Hyderabad tomorrow. It is a 2 weeks planned trip – away from classes, projects and any work. And he feels quite good about it. Things certainly are starting to look well for this lad once again. He was seen enthusiastically involved in a conversation to plan a trip to the Sundarbans in the second week of February with his wingmates.

Get lost, Ha ! Now its me, Anuvrat. Look, whatever the reporter has written is crap. I wasn’t demented to attend the classes everyday. It was all part of a plan. A plan that has already been put into action. The classes were to give me an advantage in attendance, so that I can now skip many more classes without being worried about  a drop in the percentage of attendance. Thats all from me. I am a bit busy right now – lots of trips to plan. See ya :)

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