Wednesday, July 17, 2013

A Bit of Pirate Magic

'tis a story of the great Dark Lord
His might and prowess met no retort
His eyes are crimson, his head is bald
He hath no nose, you  ought to be appalled

He beholds his vision, a specter he is
He's hiding in a girls' college, is something amiss?
Alas! His envy knows no bounds
For jack sparrow is around
He has hair and black eyes
And its voldy that the girls despise

So voldy tricked sparrow and captured his soul
He trapped him in the damned triangle in a teapot strong hold
He took away his parrot and left him undone
Now sparrow's got to outsmart voldy, the game has begun

He chants and he dances and summons his pet
And at once the Cheshire joins the duet
They scheme and they dream, there is hope again
They bargain with the devil and welcome the leviathan

The titanic's here, out of Poseidon's great home 
Sparrow is free and the spirits are reborn
The captain's spirit enters sparrow's parrot
The Cheshire's grinning like he's had a single malt
Together the Cap'n , the parrot and the cat
Make way for the castle with the tall turret

Voldy hides in LSR,
they can see from afar
In their magic lamp
That shows where he camps

Voldy and Sparrow match their magic
No one knows the end, it might be tragic
The world watches in awe
Even the brave withdraw
As rings and horcruxes, powders and mist
Meet each other at destiny's wrist
Voldy's anger meets Sparrow's wit
It is a story retold to the listener's writ

How sparrow split voldy's mirror in two
How the last bit of voldy's soul flew
Into the parrot where titanic's captain waits
To keep him company each time it sinks
For it's hell to be resunk each day
For a ship is the captain's last stay

You must have heard the old pirate song
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
Why do you think sailors need spirits
Tis to keep at bay, Voldy's shrieks
On a cold dark night, when rain crashes
As Sparrow stays awake... as the memory lashes...



(submitted at the Authors Anonymous Creative Writing Event of Tarang- LSR)

Sunday, July 14, 2013

Origin of Thoughts

Are any of our thoughts our own?
Do we disguise it under inspiration, learning and wisdom passed on.
when do we say, "in my opinion," when do we contest it with our own truth?
If we do argue and surrender and reform, and conclude a revised but clear judgment,
Are we sure that it wont take a cycle of its own to cloud our minds through others' repetition. 
And thus we do make friends and foes when different languages sculpt the same opinion.
Sculptures of stone, marble, wood and jade. Gifting symbols without that story retained.
Wit and rhythm may dress it fine, with varied colors and forms sublime. 
But if u still want to sing your refrain 
Shower arguments escalated ,in vain
Be my guest comment and pass by
Ill be sure to see it and collect it as mine.

Saturday, July 6, 2013

We don't need no eDUcation?

The first time I heard of Delhi university cut offs were a year before I had to be bothered by them personally. I admit, I didn't follow the “college-speak” in the newspapers, nor the witty repertoire of RJs every morning. I knew that I wanted to study psychology. I knew which colleges were offering it. Neither me nor my parents were college hopping because we never imagined the need for it, no offense intended, no arrogance assumed. There just wasn't any time to spare. When the cut offs came, I remember wondering how the hell did I clear them. LSR had a first cut off of 96.5 or something (I forgot what it was as soon as I knew I got through), for psychology and I had cleared it miraculously I still maintain. 
DU is in the heart of the city and thus puts its students at an advantage when it comes to placements and exposure to multiple avenues for molding your talent whatever they are. But the fact remains that this is a geographical and political advantage that Delhi has, not Delhi University per se. it sees a variety of immigrant students who find freedom and comfort in exploring their interests and expanding their identities through the medium of their college activities. It is an exciting and challenging place to be where one figures out whether the beliefs and opinions they hold are their own and how much. 
Now, there are differences between colleges within the university, to deny that would be foolishness. Differences in the effectiveness of faculty, the discipline in college, the values it chooses to uphold, infrastructure, student bodies etc make it difficult to describe the university uniformly. Therefore even when you do pass out with a degree from DU, the kind of student you are is not automatically established. 
Friends told me how lucky I am to get into LSR, why, I was to know later. And I think my reasons would differ from theirs a little. First of all as Tanushree, my classmate and friend said correctly, LSR is hardly a good representation of DU because the culture, the expectations and the peer group is quite different from the rest of DU. I am saying different not necessarily better always. Here, I’ve found that, the presence of DU is ghost–like. We follow the rules, guidelines and basic syllabus set by the university, but the way the students and teachers handle themselves within the college is more to do with the space created by their own ideas. There is individuality within the collective identity of LSR. 
The marks might be a criterion that got many of us through here. But it’s certainly not a decisive factor in determining how we get educated. But the kind of discrimination meted out to the rest of the colleges within DU except a few is disheartening. I am not sure whether I am right but if each college were to maintain a unique cultural identity of its own, and if students themselves be active participants in it rather than consider themselves handed out leftovers from the “Happy Meal”, we can have a space where students create standards of their own. It the harshest of verdicts upon a student’s future when he or she is made to believe they are less than worthy or have less potential than others just on the basis of marks in the 12th grade. 
I think the poor chaps pursuing a course with the tag B. Tech deserve a separate paragraph at the very least. Not only is the degree losing its value by the batch, but the situation of students in private institutions offering a b tech is even worse. As more and more parents and students are trapped in the illusion that a b. tech will end all their problems and fulfill all desires, what we as a nation are losing out is a workforce with specialized skills and training in multiple avenues that are far far more crucial to us as a society. This is apart from the huge crime of ignoring their interests and aptitudes. 
I feel worse when I think that my juniors are receiving a B. Tech in Psychological Sciences. I cannot get into the details of that without being traumatized. But there is another interesting point to note which my friend told me, is whenever a B Sc or a B. A. degree is modified into a B. Tech, admission rates increase. So are the increasing reforms of course/degree structure a technique to grab more admissions? As more and more students pour into classrooms, is the quality of teaching being compromised? For me these are rhetorical questions now since I've seen what bad course structure and examination policies can do to the best of student-teacher relationships.

In the end, as far as my education is concerned, it has been more to do with things I learnt outside the classroom than within it. It is to do with the kind of people who raise standards of excellence in critical reasoning, in awareness of social realities and in values important in life. It is hardly about perfection, getting the highest marks or being well placed right after graduation, though these are also achievable. I know that a large part of it has been due to my being in the college that I am in, but I think every student deserves and can make for themselves a unique education on their own. No matter where they are, they can choose to learn things that matter. Because more often than not, such things neither come with ready-made syllabus, nor are they time-bound, but when we are tested at crucial points in our life, it is our education not our qualifications that determine our “grades” as a person, and as a scholar.

LSR- Lady Shri Ram College for Women