Recondite Writer

“Of the 1,400 research papers produced in India annually, 1,000 are produced by the IITs. And this has happened only in the past 5 to 6 years.” This is what Mr Sibal says defending the IITians. India has around 200 plus research institutes and do they  annually produce only 1400 papers ?  IIT, he says was never meant to be a research institute and basic agenda of the institute is to produce world class engineers. It is no wonder what we churn out, fewer scientists, patents and research papers. In my school alone I know of only one boy out of so many IITians and engineers doing some valuable research. What exactly is the reason we have so few researchers.   For any child, the most important aspect (he is told) is securing a high earning job as soon as he graduates. Engineering has been tried and tested funda of being a winner in this rat race. Perhaps because of our vision being set in socialists times when any one wid engineering degree was given a job. And they were paid good, h

Its 12 th of May and mercury has already touched 44 degrees in Delhi . It will be one year in sometimes we shifted to Delhi and amongst all good things Delhi gives you the worst of summers. How often we read the mood being very colorful in summers courtesy our western writers. For them , summer means having the option to watch the sun, bask under its glory and feel nice about it. Colorful clothes, atmosphere and light mood. Watching pics of few of the western countries during winter no doubt they have every reason to feel good. But ask any Indian and the weather he hates is summer. Come March and we feel the heat, May seems the longest and most tiresome. You don’t want to indulge in any activities. At the same time you don’t feel like lying down as well. Transition to a.c and being back to normal room temperature with either fan or cooler is dangerous. One wish to thrive on fruits or lots of water and anything, I repeat anything hot is so strictly avoided.   Few incidents which h

George Orwell is one of the most effective writers I have read. His work Animal Farm is perhaps the best political allegory . Recently I had a chance of getting a copy of his novel 1984 from nai sadak at sunday market. Got this superb piece of literature in Rs 20 only. Shame I had not read this novel long before. Going through first few pages itself was intriguing. And the book made me wonder so many things. A book written in 1948 so correctly visualizes the present world. If I am not wrong , Orwell was the inventor of the word   Big Brother. So what makes me write a blog here. Perhaps I am trying to write about some novel hugely discussed, commented, praised and criticised. What I write here might have been discussed so many times. Yet I make an attempt. Orwell says what controls the past control the future Who controls the present controls the future. The thought has struck me since I have read it. Is history not being written by victors What if Hitler had avoided his three mista

While walking to the office suddenly heard someone speaking in local hazaribagh ka language. Felt real good. Thought of making a list of normal conversation that takes place in local language there, a mix of santhali, hindi, bhojpuri and bangla best known as hazarbaghiyan language. Forgive me for the translations as some words cant be translated. Scene One Time : Morning 8 to Evening 3 The sabjiwali : Sabji Lebhi Kaaaaaaaa ( Do You want take vegetables) The household: Kaa ho S: Raamtorai (Ladies Finger) Hau, Bilauti Ho (Tomatoes), Piyaaz ho , Aaaruu ho (potatoes), muraayee hau (raddish), Dhaniya Patta Hau, Mirchaay ho...... T h : Abhi naay lebo (wont take now) S : To kahe le chirwaa deli (why made me scream ) (makes sense) Scene Two : Coffee Shop at bus stand Time : Preferably Evening Hero 1: Dekh beta u humar maal hau, ukra dekhbi to banduk toob debo muhwaa mein (thats my girl yu see her and a gun will take care of you) Hero 2: Tu dher Ud Reli be( flying very high). Idhar