What’s in a name?

Juliet:

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet”

What matters is, what something is, not what it is called. The “NAME” isn’t everything. You need to go a little bit deeper. Some names can be pretty misleading.

KIIT UNIVERSITY-which holds the crown of being one of the fastest growing educational institutions in the country- stands as a testimony to Orissa’s march in the field of education. With its 16 magnificent campuses, AC classrooms, fully Wi-Fi campus it has a lot to promise. But do they fulfill the promises they make? That is pretty much a moot point. KIIT has a promising future but it leaves much to be desired in the present.

ELECTRONICS & TELE-COMM ENGINEERING- which claims to be one of the royal branches of all time or saying it better it is one. Although the placement logs doesn’t really reflect its majesty in the bygone academic years. What use are these credentials if you don’t really land a good job in Core Company. Subject papers are really very tough, if you don’t keep things up-to date. Students wish that their grades could also smoke weed so that they can get high… :P

DEBAYAN DAPTARY- whose life is moving towards some surely unsure future thinks to him what life would really be like, if this “NAME” thing doesn’t exist and people were actually judged by what they were, as we all say, “naam mein kya rakkha hai”. Eeuarrghhh… that’s a weird noise which I make when I’ve nothing to say, but a lot to express… damn… never mind.

TTYL.

I’m tired

As the third month of 3rd semester almost comes to an end, a hollow feeling begins to sink in. As my life tends to become limited, as if being compacted by a trash crusher I can almost compare it to a monastery cut off from civilization, the occupants of which ~like me~ fear to go out into the real world. It’s not like there is nothing to do out here. Rather there is so much I am supposed to do, that there is very little time for things I want to. More so, I have also forgotten things I wanted to do. Hmm. I am confused.

I vividly remember the last time this happened. I lost my teenage in the mad race called competitive exams and by the time I realized it, I was already out of my teenage. Even to this day, I have to correct mother when she blames my “teen”age for my clumsiness. I remind her of my age, and in the process, get rudely reminded of it myself. Will my history repeat itself, is the question I would like to  ask myself. Seriously, I’m very tensed when mother calls me every time reminding me about my end-semester which are supposedly after a month later. It’s not about fear of exams, but about how to live up to the expectations of my parents at home.

While attending the lectures in college, I realized some things. In three years time I will be 22. And, as I go on to join the corporate world, straight jacketed in formals, working longer and harder to outperform, to move up the invisible corporate ladder, leaving very little time for myself. Maybe then I will ask this same question to myself again. Am I losing out on something? Here and now. Four wholesome youthful years of my life, are they expendable?

The Sensex is soaring to greater heights everyday and Need for Speed Hot pursuit is going to be reinvented on November 16. With so many exciting things happening around the world, I don’t think I need to go out and make an effort to make news for the time being. So I think I’ll just post this and go to sleep.

Sharad Shubhechha… From our home to yours…