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The Lost Gurukul And The Rise Of Industrial Slaves

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Every minute 34 babies are born in our country. In a tropical country like ours ,stable climate, good soil and rich crop produce contributed extensively to our population growth. One of the primary reasons why highly populated countries are in between the tropical latitudes. .  Nevertheless , Abundance of resources was always used as an ulterior motive behind colonization. Colonization was an era our country can never erase off history. Some consider it to be a boon in few ways, like it brought in industrialization and civilization into our country. The Europeans believed that it was their responsibility to civilize the Asian and African continents and in return deprive them off their resources.  Along with the British era came in ' Factory Model Of Education ', a form of teaching which prepared you for becoming an industrial slave. We are a democratic, secular ,independent nation and to get rid of the colonial tag attached to us  we have even renamed Bom...

flight 9W IN 2020

welcome aboard 9W IN 2020. Your journey into Dr Abdul Kalam's dream is just a few light years away. Your flight captain for this trip is our very own PUNJAB DA SHER DR MANMOHAN SINGH and co pilot AYODHYA KI SHAAN MR LK ADVANI. Before we start this journey I request all passengers to show their tickets to the crew members....we need to make sure that we have everything according to the allotment- 40 oc's,25 SC and ST, 15 OBC and 20 other minorities seated here...the rest of the passengers need to pay to see a developed India  few light years away :). lets start off with the safety instructions, pls be attentive as our flight has a new safety system many of you are not aware of. Due to certain economic constraints our airline could not afford seat belts this time. instead we have telephone cable wires generously donated by Mr Maran attached to your seats. please put them on once the seat belts sign is switched on. when the cabin pressure falls below normal the oxygen ...

gala gala new year

hello to all my wonderful blog readers :p ...not mention how regular i am when it comes to updating this page :D. I'm back in action this 2012....As you all know it that in don2 -don ko pakda mushkil nahi namumkin hai...mark my words guys that this time archiekens blogs will be NAAHI MUSHKIL TO READ aur NAAHI NAAMUMKIN TO INTERPRET [ maybe some posts will be as such..bear with me fellas :)] so new year...resolutions...parties....WOW...that's called fun. Being someone who was not born with a silverspoon but forced to eat with a stainless steel, i sometimes tend to crosscheck the definition of the term FUN with my dictionaries at home. New years eve,where am i?? at a random party full of silverchamchas....what am i upto?? dance and music...is that all you would do to pay tribute to this lovely year and welcome the next?? DISGRACEFUL!!!! IGNORANCE....we have all been ignorant till now. Every new year its our moral duty to realize how ignorant we have been till date. i used ig...

the missing link

“Doctor, it’s high time you got back to your patients, it will be quite a task for you today.” Huh….. Where am I? whoa… this is not my apartment . how did I get here? My head feels heavy, wait , that woman in white is definitely not Janet, what is she even doing in my bedroom? She looks like a nurse from her uniform…. am I sick?? “excuse me young lady, this doesn’t seem like my apartment” “oh doctor, no nasty jokes today please , you have a lot of work, rise and get to your desk ” “am I the doctor?” “Now doc, enough of this fooling around business and GET TO WORK” “give me a break…I AM NO DOCTOR!!! … let me out of this dungeon . I’m Jake , student of Illinois academy , so just let me go!!” “now that’s enough doc, you are not going anywhere “ Wait , not that, I can go back sleep or at least fake it for your sake but not the ever dreaded syringe. “STOP … I’ll calm down, please keep that awful thing away from me” “all right as you say” Now where was I last night?? At the Petro’s Open ...

my ballet queen

her walk down the aisle is all i remember a journey of aspiration, the way beyond her imagination dreams with wings bowed down to bestow her for she had marveled them,leveling their mystics to a real world her last walk ,a moment to mesmerize for then she was distant, distant forever every time i see through my monocle i see dragonflies reminiscing her aura fireflies just like the shimmering light in her her toes like tiny pins on the floor, her movements as swift as a swan atimes ferocious like a storm sometimes soft and sober like a unicorn her soft lily perfume lingers around the theater her absence a fantasy none get over

THE LOST WING

On a cloudy day, a pleasant cool breeze tantalizes every heart towards it. who does not wanna take a stroll when the whole atmosphere is inviting and the breathe taking beauty of nature's various faces has already synchronised itself to an admirer's rhythm. just imagine, a little rainbow coloured butterfly steps out of its cocoon into this already overburdened land of lust. A butterfly that had seen life on Earth through it's catterpillar eyes and always wished to get wings like every look alike of her's had. After months of patience, penance, isolation and conefinement she breaks open her cocoon and flutters her mulicoloured wings with utter excitement. A true gift that opens the world to her from a new perspective . The breeze transforms itself into a storm. Poor little thing has just shed its old life and its first flight itself turns out to be a doubtful one. The storm is harsh and swings her from left to right, giving her no opportunity to follow he...

the broken bridge

Loneliness was widespread as a soft breeze whispered the chimes of time into their ears, as it moved along through history, leaving it's soft scent with the breeze to carry forever, pass it on to those ignorant souls that have lost their dignity, humanity and a value of their own a broken bridge is all that is left, between their world and a world that believed in them shattered are they , shattered is the whole existence yes its ignorance, a reason for comfort and satisfaction, The breeze will continue to carry forth the soft scent a never tiring attempt in the ages to come but I wonder when this world would cease to survive I wonder when the breeze would die, I wonder if till then I would exist...

girls and games

Girls And Games, the only thing common btn the two words is alphabet G[this is the thought process of an ideal guy who spends most of his time with a joystick in hand]. Whenever i find my guy friends discussing abt games,i some how try poking my nose into their conversation with my gaming experience and wat do i get.....COLD STARES, gals are not designed to use playstations,stick to ur barbie and accesories. as we know it that there are exceptions in everything....I would modify that statement-THERE ARE MANY EXCEPTIONS WHEN IT COMES TO GAMING. its not that we gals are NOT DESIGNED FOR PLAYSTATIONS[infact no one is designed for it...we designed it] and it is also not true that only pink stuff, barbies and teddy bears RULE our entertainment section[they did till my 8th i guess *wink*]. whenever i tell someone abt the games i play[ a total AOE+ NFS + virtual combat fan] the only response i get is-" are u seriously kidding???...lol"[mean]. tis reminds me of priyanka chopra's...

Dosti, pyaar and i need a break mere yaar

Everything begins with DOSTI.....it moves on to LOVE......and then finally when u get bored lets BREAKUP. This is wat a normal guy or gal of my age goes through and frankly speaking its one MASTI BHARI SESSION of our most memorable days . So how does dosti begin.....simple...i see u and u see me...i smile at u and u smile at me...i say hi and u say wasup....lets be friends forever and ever what say????? This Friendship deepens day by day....the following are the 5 ways by which AAJ KA HI BYE FRIEND BECOMES KAL KA BEST FRIEND FOREVER.... 1.just a warm smile wit a wassup everyday gets ppl a lil closer  2.a small little chat abt ur classes gets u a lil more closer  3.treats for no reason at all in the canteen brings u out  4.spending time in sastra ditch[best place to be in]chit chatting away to glory wit a goldcup in one hand and a samosa in d other gets u really close ;) 5.last but not the least......PHONE CONVERSATIONS FOR HOURS AND HOURS BRINGS PPL VERY CLOSE TO EACH OTHER  NOW.....

Gossip sessions......ssshhh!!!!

This is for my hostel friends who have made my stay in sastra fun wit the gossip sessions...lolz...love u guys!!!! getting bored in ur hostel room??? not in a mood to study?? the only solution to ur problem is a nice GOSSIP session wit ur friends....it truly works[EXPERIENCED] wat is my kinda gossip topic??? frankly speaking all the unwanted gossips....lolz..... unwanted in the sense abt some B**** in my hostel or college and her doings,new rules in SASTRA[*nothing new in it*],gals wit 3 to 4 bf's[wow...appreciate their talent in tis field],abt ppl getting really close[ahem ahem.....tey r just gud friends u see :P], etc etc..... in sastra gossips are the only source of enjoyment cause sastra in full of gossips. after coming here for the first time i witnessed guys hu gossip and listen to gossips.[spread them also] its always a fight during the G SESSION.....ppl fighting to take turns and back bite abt someone.....lolz. tis is how it begins.. A:u know wat i saw her wit him today. B:...

Snake Babu Of SASTRA

This is a very special blog entry....very close to my heart as its dedicated to the snake in HP AND THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS[may your soul that rests in peace come back to life with hope after you read this blog]....this entry is about RCM (R Chandramouli) who is the most reptile friendly person in SASTRA. My physics professor this semester, RCM(now on RCM=snake babu) can be given a position in Tanjore book of records for the most number of reptiles(snakes) dangling on a person. first day ,second semester ,I reach my class 10 minutes late , physics class and what I get is a big NO ENTRY to his lecture despite my constant banging at the door. but as they say whatever happens happens for good [read the next few lines CAREFULLY to understand the irony of whatever I said] the moment I enter my class.. ......DEEPTI:oh god he has a snake hanging on his neck. ......VALLI:u saw the snake on his hand?? ......HARSHINI:oh u guys missed those on his fingers. ......JARI...

Arun ice creams and egg puffs..no confusion gr8 combination

For those of who don't know where SASTRA is let me tell you the precise location....ITS IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!!!!.For those who don't know what SASTRA is.....MY COLLEGE SITUATEDIS IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE!!! The only place that our college girls can access outside the campus without a fax or permission from DOSA is college house, which has this BRAND NEW ARUN ICE CREAM PARLOUR AND A FORTUNE BAKERY *drooling* I went to college house with my hostel friends today{*not to mention we stormed into the ice cream parlour...probably 8 of us to celebrate the end of our most feared physics mid sem**end of the SHOW**}. One spoon of ice cream when the sun is mercilessly frying you mid summer would  make anyone scream with joy and relief....that is what happened with  most of us. We spent almost 20 mins eating our cones and relishing every bit of it...no one interested in sharing their ice creams  *sounds mean but chalta hai...cause its I SCR...

REMEMBERING MY AMMA

14th march 2010 is a night when i am supposed to be sleeping but damn my eyelashes are not ready to meet their counterpart and transport me into a land of magic and chocolates. This reminds me of a very memorable dream i had few months ago. A cold winter morning, i was wrapped in my shawl and having a stroll around this beautiful lake full of swans and water lilies.Every swan in that lake had a unique charm.....they went around fluttering their wings and splashing water on their mates.All of a sudden I see my mom smiling at me from the other side. i was seeing her after 3 months .I ran towards her just to give her a BIG HUG and A KISS...she  looks into my watery eyes and says "WAKE UP ARCHANA....ITS 8...YOU ARE AGAIN LATE FOR UR CLASSES".Damn..it was my roommate yelling at me as i was dissolved in a MOTHER DAUGHTER REUNION...... MISS U MOM........... LIFE TAKES YOU THROUGH TIMES WHEN YOU ARE AWAY FROM PEOPLE YOU LOVE AND TREASURE...

21 things for a FuN LyFE!!

ONE. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully. TWO. Marry a man/woman you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other. THREE. Don't believe all you hear, spend all you have or sleep all you want. FOUR. When you say, 'I love you,' mean it. FIVE. When you say, 'I'm sorry,' look the person in the eye. SIX. Be engaged at least six months before you get married. SEVEN. Believe in love at first sight. EIGHT. Never laugh at anyone's dreams. People who don't have dreams don't have much. NINE... Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it's the only way to live life completely. TEN.. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling. ELEVEN. Don't judge people by their relatives. TWELVE. Talk slowly but think quickly. THIRTEEN. When someone asks you a question you don't want to answer, smile and ask, 'Why do you want to know?' FOURTEEN. Remember that great love an...