The strong bond of Ece 2

Today i realised the true power of  interdependence. We sat and spoke to each other as a class, not individual groups. As if everyone understood everyone else. Afterall, all we want is a small family, which is willing to go through the 1 hour lab shit, together. Speaking for me, i've got some amazing crime partners. Trashant, Varun, Vinay are my crime partners.

In our first year, we were small gangs or individuals. We would pull pranks and hoot to gain our fair share of attention. That year was all about others noticing us. We have so many stupid moments in 2015-16, that it almost feels like we are not the same people anymore. Shubham(suar) and Rahul Joshi are the people who will never let me forget my 1st year. Vishal Bhatnagar was another such devil in our lives who made us innocently believe his lies that attendance in this college matters. We were shit scared of him. Unforgettable times really!

The reshuffling meant change. Change is the only constant in life. Change is the nature of life and one should always welcome it. I've seen only people break and shatter, trying to oppose change. Little did people realise the strong bonds that we have, due to the reshuffling. That reshuffling gave us some insanely close friends from another section, you know, ' brother from another mother '.

Our second year was a constant battle between 'L.E'  vs  'non-L.E'.

People claimed their rightful ownership of this college, its classes, the AC and everything. The L.E(Lateral entry) guys were pissed, but you know beautiful souls have a tendency to make friends, not enemies. We have no such issues now, except that a few of ours want L.E people to stay away from girls. Funny how battles transform as we age.

This is almost the end of 2nd year, and we feel less like a a stupid class forced to sit together. We now know each other pretty well and again, good souls have a habit of accommodating diversity. We feel more and more like a family everyday. In labs we complete each other's sentences now. We fool our lab attendant together, and its so much more easier. As a class, we can have so much more fun together, than what we individually can.

I've seen girls and boys go from ' suspicious looks ' in first year, to this amazing bond in second year. I've seen people not talk and still know that the other person will be there in need. Now that this is almost the end of our 2nd year and it almost feels like our college days are at an end.
And like people in a family come closer as they grow old, realizing the scarcity of time an individual has on this planet, in the same way i feel, we as 'Ece 2' have come closer to be happy and enjoy whatever we can together. They say there will be no time as beautiful as college days are.

And that is what hit me today. We focus too much on being independent. We focus too much, on learning how to be happy alone,  to not care whatever the fuck other person says.

We focus too much on being independent. Rarely do we see the power of inter-dependence. A person can be independent and deal with his problems alone, but to realise that together it is much easier and much more fun is what is inter-dependence. My roommate shubham's android is playing ' See you again ' from ff7. This song makes writing this blog worth so much more.

If you have been a college student, do comment and let me know how this article sounds to you. Any of my friends reading this, you could add to this maybe and show some interdependence 3:-)

Social tags !

Recently in my college, I felt the stigma of social expectations, burdening my back. They joked about weed and types of weed and their ignorance spoke for itself.

Laudable was the fact that these are people who stay among smokers who smoke a cigarette every day to slowly collect the carcinogenic tar in their lungs, slowly increasing their probability of having a lung/mouth cancer. (Inke lungs mei jitna taar hai, usse ek pura NH 10 wpis bana du mei)

Laudable is the fact that these people support all modern ideas of bunking classes that waste time, and were the first ones to subscribe to Jio prime but, did not find out time in their lives to dig up 3-4 articles about weed, about the substance they hate so much but sadly know nothing about

Their ignorance shone brightly from their faces when they tried to joke about weed and its types. Bro, you mixed cocaine and meth. It is like trying to make fun of alcohol when all you know is Rs 10 soda flavours.

There are People at Ted x who have come forward to share stories of how they went against all social odds to treat their daughter's epileptic seizures. They went ahead to claim that 'millions' of lives are lost because weed is not yet legal in many states. Then why the adamant opinion about weed, that makes the mere reference of weed to trigger a red alert repulsive response in our brains?

Today we are a generation that questions every statement, our professor makes and we cross match that with the internet. Now that we have such huge(unrestricted) access to information, that even locations to score weed are just a quora/google search away. Then why the inertia to know just a little about weed, why the lack of interest to sit and question a regular weed users and question them about the experiences. What harm can a 'new perspective' bring to you. No one wants you to actually have weed.

I now understand why the shady track of my stoner friends is as such. They have realized the basic intent of people is to tag a stoner as a person who is trying to 'escaping something', or someone with a serious brain damage.
But not accepting the fact that alcohol and cigarettes are more of a threat to human health than weed is.
This is what I will consider as the real brain damaging thinking.
This is what hypocrisy is for me.

Untold B.tech bromances

To proudly insult our roommates, to consider them the test-dummy of our shitty life advice, to warp their surnames into funny sounds are all the green flags in an engineer's life and if you can relate to all this, your B.tech is going to be an awesome memory in your life too

Right from when our IIT coaching starts till I guess our B.tech final years, our happiness is inversely proportional to our roommate's grades. We convince all others of the fact that "tere marks to topper aa rae hai" and when reality hits, we drown together. The 3 people shivum, satyam and shubham have never let me feel bad on scoring bad marks, but it is real scary to enter my room if I get a good score even during sessionals.

We pretend not to care. Abusing each other is a balance that we create for the other times when we care too much. Yes, we sometimes do care too much and love pours out of our hearts like the chocolate lava pours out from a chocolate lava cake. So much so that, we are almost possessive of our room-mates and if a foreign entity insults our room-mate, he is as good as dead.

Oh, we know when our roommate needs to lie, to his new found friend. Of course bro, I understand! I understand because at the end of today, we have the same shitty landlord to deal with. It is not necessary for everyone we meet to understand the restrictions and the 'dealings' and other shit that our landlords give us. Roommates together handle this well

Our room-mate's parents arrive and we are the cutest shit,  any Indian parent ever concieved, but this also gives their parents an excuse to deliver the killer "Dekho isse, kitna samajhdaar baccha hai, aur tumko dekho ghode jaise ho gaye ho aur kisi kaam ke nahi".

Then there is the "Gadhey uthh internal hai", "Gadhey uth external hai", "Gadhey uth concert hai", "Gadhey uth sunday hai chal wpis soo ja".

Then ofcourse there is the usual "OOey jo laa raha hai mere liea bhi le aiyo".

That is love in its purest form i guess

A Beautiful mind

We love things that take us higher(420). We love big buildings. All our human experience is based around experiencing something greater, something special, to be a part of something higher than what we already are.

I see the urge to have a sexual experience as a product of the same basic human desire. To be inside someone else's body and experience something greater than what our bodies can individually and independently feel, is a product of the same basic human desire to be more.

So when the unlucky few of us do not find a feeling of greatness and oneness and love in our houses and in our families, then we desperately try to find love elsewhere, and outside our houses. We finally meet the one and slowly become dependent on our counterpart to make us feel good. We depend on them to feel cared for, we expect them to back our decisions, we expect them to take care of our feeding habits and the result is all that "shona mona babu gudda".

Now in all this, we forget a very vital step, which is to make sure that the counterpart that we find ourselves must also have a beautiful mind.

I hope you understand what I mean by 'a person with a beautiful mind'. A person with a beautiful mind easily stands out always. He might occasionally and innocently say things that are not normal for normal people to say. You must be a fool if you expect him/her to be defined according to any social rules. He/she/it is unpredictable. He/she/it is at the same time very happening to talk to. You will fry your brains if you start to predict their behavior, as their brain works, unlike any other brain.

their brain is free of any useless attention-grabbing schemes. Their brains are so flexible and open to any new ideas and correction to any existing ideas already in their brains. So unpredictable and random that almost every moment feels like new. Future and the past is rarely an issue with such people. It almost feels meditative.

Yes, these people obviously rare to find and make up 1% of the cream of all the people(milk) that exist. Make sure you find these people in your lives too because finding a treasure has its own satisfaction.

Motivation: KCey

Collateral beauty

And today i woke up to realise what it must be for some of us with highly cognitive and logical brains.
You must wake up and ask yourself of the reason you wake up every single day. That same brush bath shit routine everyday. The same allover - do stuff to impress other people, to be a part of a group. Once you start to see all this, it is really a redundant question that keeps repeating itself in several forms

Well this question had haunted me for so long now, so today waking up made me realise  the 'collateral beauty' that there is. The fact that things have a tendency to beautifully connect in the end, and all of this seems like a complete puzzle where each messy piece, fits its messy location perfectly just like every shitty day makes sense once you make your way out of it successfully.

It is really beautiful that even hopeless times have their huge importance in anyones life, i guess this is because this helps us to enjoy good times. You know the contrast helps us see better
GM

A long whatsapp text

So below is a WhatsApp text I typed for a friend of mine but in the end did not send it. So this is all for you to read and enjoy

Dekh 420 is the 'stoners' code
I am a stoner
I smoke weed
I like what it does to my body and mind

See my mind is all made up about weed. I believe it cures cancer, opens up alviolies in lungs, i.e repairs lungs, helps in seizures, has meditative properties, I cud go on and oonnnn buttt

Sabka apna opinion hai, tera ho sakta hai alag hoga, but if you haven't read at least 5-6 articles on weed/marijuana/cannabis then please do, for I feel it could change your opinion on marijuana(if presently negative)

In Indian scriptures shiv ji ka prasaad hai bhaang.

You can see I am all positive about weed now, and yar this is a confusing time in life. I want this time in my life to be simple, so if you are rock adamant that weed is bad, sorry but our opinions won't match. I like speaking to you and all but maybe someday one of our opinions will change completely, then might be the time we talk again

Tu samjhi na?
It is all cool, if you can treat me as the vinayak I am when I tell you krishna i smoke weed
If you can't do this, koi baat nai yar maybe one day one of us will change, then we talk

Love inside me

I really don't know why I sat down with a topic like such, to write a blog post about.

Well then let us get right to it, shall we

Always have we thought that we love 'somebody' or 'something', never have we treated love as an individual?

Okay so next time my friends, you are out there with your girl, notice how suddenly everything changes and the air is so sweet suddenly. Oh! you are in love.

Love is an emotional state of mind, mostly caused due to the release of a beautiful cocktail of hormones in our brain and body. And you suddenly feel that the air around you is filled with something lovely, heck no, the air was always lovely, it is just today that you really noticed.

Love is an emotional state within you really, you associate it with a person, animal, thing, but it really is you that is love. If only you could always be that blissful. Shivam bhai, my roommate is in a constant struggle to give his love a meaning that is greater than the definition I just gave love - a bloody chemical cocktail, creating a mess in our brains. You might have a friend like him in your life too. The 1st love affair and he is flying the friendly skies already.

And we have this cat "Louie". She is an introvert as most cats are, and she doesn't care, all she wants is food when she needs it, as cats normally are. Yes! It is a well documented and researched fact that cats don't develop any special connection to their masters and do not really develop a sense of security around their masters. What all this means is, cats do not really give any shit to who gives them food, or if the food giver is around them to protect them.

But all of us here have developed an inner sense of attachment with her. We joke around, fool around, but can't see her take a fall. Satyam my roommate said, we see our emotions reflected in their eyes (yea i know the life of pi). This was so true. We, humans, are so similar and so we judge others by putting ourselves in their place. But with animals, this doesn't work. It is just us, it is just our emotions we see. So this is really inside us to feel love and loved. It is us who can experience bliss for ourselves.


So my roommate has a crush on someone. All I can really see is his love is an attempt of cooperation of two human beings when they get together and help each other out, which in this case is also chemically supported by his body (by hormones), due to the other person being a girl.
I still wish him and you people the best of luck in your quest for love though.