Abol Tabol

Ei je Mosha, Hotto-chara,
Ghoore bairaye, disha-hara,
Kamre-kamre dengue choraye,
Aurindam betar midterm baad jaaye.

Dewan'er platelette shesher kaache,
Bachchader rokto niye, beche aache,
Bhodromohila ekhon bhaloyi laage,
Burir oopor maaya jaage.

Paisa sab All-Oute phooriye,
Babar diye moshari courier koriye,
Iran updi bhoye choriye,
Mosha ta je kothaye ghoomiye?

Case count to bere jachche,
Etto patients, sob gooli khachche,
Das o 'shorts ke porche?', nojor rakhche,
Odomoser sale besh barachche.

Mosha bollo hotathkore, "Tora jokhon amader marish,
Mosha, maach, goru, moyish, kichooyi charish?
Amra je ki dukkho payi,
Tobe, kobita likhe ki sheta janayi?"

Ami boli, "Mosha moharaj,
Ki je phelle gyaner baaj!!!
Amra botey korechi boro paap,
Kintoo tyaag diyechi khaaoya shaap.

Bagh ki ghaas khete paare?
Baaper jonmer obbesh bangalira chaare?
Faculty-ra to rokto praayeyi kheto,
Tumi abar khaao, ja beche jeto?

Etto bloodshed, bolo why?
Ei jonme maap koro bhai.
ISI theke paas kore beriye jaai,
Tai tomaar aashirbaad amaader chaayi!!"

FOOTBALL FRENZY

WINNING TEAM.
(FROM LEFT: KUMARJIT, SAIKAT, SANKET, SANDEEP & DEBARPAN.)







RUNNER'S UP.
(FROM LEFT: PRANAV, MADHAV, MIHIR & BIPUL)










PLAYER OF THE TOURNAMENT (SANKET).

Campus Life........

Somehow things never seem to stop happening in ISI, it lived upto its reputation this semester also, atleast till now it has done so. It probably began with the Subhchintak fiasco, it was not a happy thing for many of us but at least it gave us something to talk and hear about other than the relentless chanting of epsilons, deltas, betas and lambdas.....(the list goes on and I dont want to begin again!!!!)

Now we have the upcoming football tournament final, which sadly has not created as much flutter as the subhchintak mail. But nonetheless there is something to fall back upon. Moreover with the small crowd watching and cheering I do not remember anything more enthusiastically attended apart from the occasional parties in ISI, (The badminton Tournament last year was a real craze though.)

Now we have another thing to talk about the upcoming film club. This isn't making the air yet hope it does soon. This probably is one thing that if talked about would do some good rather than bad.
Lets hope for the best and await for the upcoming topics to add a bit of spice to the other wise routine life.

The first memories

The rain.

Dark clouds, and a cold wind. Walking through wet grass and slush. The first few drops wetting the ground, falling on my palm, sending the skinny dogs running for cover. Then they fall faster and faster, drenching me and everything else in sight - blurring my vision, and sharpening the senses.

The rain is my first vivid memory of the place opposite Katwaria Sarai.

It leaves its cool, wet touch on all that has happened since we arrived. The night of the freshers' party; that afternoon of rollicking 'pittoo' on the football field in torrential downpour; the scurry to the morning classes under overcast skies; and the sipping of hot chai with pakoras or samosas in the evenings dark with the promise of rain.

It all happened that Thursday!!!!

Long long ago when I was a kid, I had wild dreams of what I wanted to be when I grew up. One of them was to be a detective. Somehow the idea of wearing black hat, black goggles with a sniffing talent for secrets had a seductive appeal. I am reliving those dreams here at ISI.

*Are they or are they not?*
*Is that kid really older than me? Damn, what rot!*
*Did she steal my J that I bought? *
*Is he shubhchintak? What gutts he has got....*


It all began.... that Thursday.....

I went to the kitchen at 3 am in the morning, with a stomach roaring in hunger, to fetch my Real Fruit Juice! And what do I see?! Someone had opened my fresh uncut juice and taken a huge sip. Goldilocks was raging in anger! And she came back to her room and started typing this email:

"Dear Nincompoop,

How dare you sip my Real Fruit Juice? No matter how well endowed you might think me to be, I do feel hunger and thirst at odd hours, most hours. At least have the decency to ask if you want me to feed your paapi pait. Or better still try drinking WATER if you are dying of thirst, don't steal. I know what to do with morons like you. I am going to buy some exotic/mouth-watering drink or food and put 10 tablets julaab-ghol in it, stock it in refrigerator and then damn you can have your fill. I swear to God, I WILL do it. And if you die of food poisoning or if your bathroom partner dies of fart stink, I am not to be blamed. I hereby warn you 'Eat my food at your own risk'. And if you don't think that I would not splurge on julaab-ghol, think again. The JRF stipend is sufficient for doing some good research work.

Regards,
Mad And Hungry *********"

But before I could send this email, there came Shubhchintak. You know what it was all about - an anonymous email wondering on the mess managers' innate talent on spending on food! (He meant it, I am just writing it. DON'T GET MAD AT ME LADIES!!) That Shubhchintak stole my "Email Limelight".

But hang on... there was this mystery! Who is shubhchintak? There were theories at dinner. It has to be someone with good English. It has to be someone 'jobless' with computer skills, who else would take the pains of creating such an email id! Who all in ISI could know the meaning of Shubhchintak?? And he has to be an idiot, he wrote the email after delicious (albeit a bit oily) breakfast of vadas! And he could be a she?!!

Conspiracies and allegations were flying everywhere. Kaun hai shubhchintak? Some pointed at the mess managers - 'sympathy votes' they said. Some fingers were directed at Game Theory PhDs 'applied research' I marvelled. People started joking about making the shubhchintak email id, a public email id. Anyone with any complaint can use it to send emails to the ISI community. So we talked that Shubhchintak could voice on issues like 'flutes are banned in ISI', 'kicking in football is injurious to health', 'too much of legs shoots adrenaline levels in the campus'. Jokes flew, so did laughter, and coincidentally the dinner was amazing!

And before we had the chance of settling down in the rooms after the hearty meal, we saw it. Inbox: Resignation from Mess Duties!!!! Drama... Drama.... (I love ISI) Words like 'hurt self-respect', 'wrong allegations', 'not siphoning money' popped out of it. We, women, have no sense of humour. We always take a moral Indira Gandhi stand - if you don't like my government, you shall have none! Sadly, Deboo (da) was a bad President. In spite of the majority of votes of confidence emails, he chose to accept the resignation letter. (Was there a letter, Deboo?) Instead of laughing at the back-boneless emailer, the ladies chose to quit.

Shubhchintak has put food issues in Chinta. But he has helped me in understanding India.... You know why nothing productive happens in India? Imagine, if someone ever proposed that we should have computers in our sarkari-daphtar. The workers would agitate, "What you think we don't do hard work? Machines are better than us?" Bang.... Phoosssh... Bang Bang... Hartaaaal!!!!
Even in ISI, if ever mess accounting was SERIOUSLY proposed, then - "Bills Dikhaao Mutton Pakaao".... "Mess Committee Choro Aaj Choro Aaj"... "Khana Kal Nahi Banege, Nahe Banega".... "Aloo Hardin Haaye Haaye".... "Kaali Daaal Kaun Khaaye".... "Shubhchintak ko Maara Jaaye"...

Ooooooooof!!!! The fear of tomorrow's hunger fills me with rubbish writing. Shubhchintak you stole my thunder, you stole my breakfast..... I curse you with a spendthrift bad-culinary-talented spouse!!!!!

Familiar Face?

Vedant and I believe that this guy has an overwhelming resemblance to someone at ISI. Any guesses?

when the three legends met......

in the picture u can see g.b (great bong)a.k.a arnab roy listening to i.m(not indian mujaheedin but international manoo)a.k.a aditya kuvlelkar and d.b(no i won't give the full form now) a.k.a boss gives a gullible affectionate smile to the entire conversation...as the rest of the crowd are silent in reverence......

Baby’s day out,Love jihad n more…….

So what is your definition of a baby!!Spare the coochie-coo of your spouses n most will
say that even by the most conservative attitude 40is a bit too much to be considered as
a baby.But we have our own yuvaraj who went to see the aam junta surrounded by 23,000
policeman to “pheel” the plight of the masses. nehruvian socialism 2.0 sponsored by our
fourth estate ,the byte hungry media.Then we have srgay [no pun intended].Funded by the
xitians ,he made a movie condemning profiling post 9-11.Ironical or farcial,the choice
is yours.Immersed in a time warp,he says a war monger to be a best friend,probably
because it may spare him dancing in a few marriage ceremonies.Short cut to success any one?
As the cross between forest grump and uncle’s tom cabin raised many an
unintentional laugh only to be immersed by the barrage of paid reviews ,the karkares of
the world would be reeling in agony to see a movie being shielded like a kid as the
best friend sends his hired cronies to unleash a wave of terror.may them RIP.but so too
our sickiular government and inhumanly bright intellectuals running the human right
forums.the pains of the maoist blleds their heart.come on a new revolution is dawning
us.some police may succumb.they are merely class enemies.Great deeds need many a
sacrifices.as such things happen we are happy with our farms and mafia’s blissfully
ignorant of the masquerading of our society by the appeasers,xenophobics,the pseudo
seculars who possess a great threat to our democratic and secular fabric of the
nation.Till then we will do our sms campaign of wearing black to protest and countless
scraps and forums.ROFL.Basically it is like accusing the elites acting as a secondary
elite.Maybe a new lexicon for us like”URBAN PREJUDICED AND PRETENTIOUS SOCIAL
NETIZENS”of india is needed.

Examzzzzz!!!!!!!!!!

Here they come again, the entire campus seems dull again(as though it isn't enough), people suddenly end conversations abruptly,they move around with sulking faces temper rising high, there is no tea-time stair-case Bhatgiri............
Hope it wears off soon, a week more then we shall again see people liven up a bit.
ANYWAYS BEST OF LUCK FOR THE MID-SEMS...

Stop hiding behind this guise!!!!!

If you really have the guts to charge somebody with facts then do it with a your own identification there is no point hiding behind a fake id.We have not made this blog for people who spread rumors without having the courage to let everybody know who they are.
I hope the one in question understands that this is for him or her.And this is not a forum to discuss your personal differences you have other forums and modes to do so. We are not interested in such affairs.If you really want the world to know then please do not use disguise.

Thanks

Thank You every one for such a good response for the polls, hope you liked it. Awaiting more suggestions for polls.

The Clash Of The Titans

As the judgment day is closes in, so does the enthusiasm of the players gain strength. It's been quiet sometime that the faculty have met their match. Rumors run high that ex-students Nit-Ranjan & Abhishek are going to join hands with the faculty but this has only but added fuel to the enthusiasm of Albert and his team.
As far as the experts say Jai-shiv has planned to get the mid-sems canceled with his furious pace.It will be a tough time for Pandey-ji and his reputation,people are confident that finally there is going to be some competition this time and Pandey ji is going to meet his match.
Yet there is nothing from the rest of the students, everyone seems too bogged down by the upcoming mid-sems but then there is time for that, the match is a week before that and the mood among the team-members seems to be do or die this time. People if you are worried about the exams better find some time and support the team, give some incentives to Jai-shiv and may be you won't have to appear another exams for the next 2 months......Hope the faculty returns back in one piece.
And its not just about this, the players would always like some support from us, they are really toiling hard to get even and gain their lost pride.Hope everyone finds some time out not only just on the day of the match but also otherwise to cheer for the team.
JOKES APART LETS SEE HOW MANY OF YOU THINK THAT WE ARE GOING TO MAKE IT THIS TIME, WE START COUNTING POLLS AGAIN...............

Aafreen Aafreen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Is the spring effect? Is it the rain effect? How are the breakfast queues getting longer? From where did this mass of fellow beings (non-canine, non-squirrelly, non-birdy) come from? Or is it suddenly that the morning Swagats to classes have been too tempting? Or seeing Mukh(s) of some people has suddenly become very enticing? Or is did some Vegue Chetna awaken these people to the beauties of the morning? Did so many people ever live in ISI mornings?

Or is it the smell of vadas, chola-bhatura, egg-bread-dalia and fruit salads that calls these beings out of their bed and abodes? Naaa.... it is the ‘DAA’ effect. While the kids ran the mess with packages and khichdi – the real men run it with schemes. Banned – discounts, unless it come with timely payments of your mess bills. So suddenly everyone is conscious of the meals they have paid and are not eating. They are present at breakfasts, chai round 1, lunch, chai round 2, chai round 3, dinner!!! There is first order price discrimination – the richer customers (Research Fellows) pay more than the others. Not only are the meals and the menus amazing, but so is the mood of the appetizingly nourished people. I don’t know what I am more fida on – DAA's modus operandi or their carte du jour (‘menu’ in English)!

Is it any wonder that DAA happened to be budding aces of social choice, game and micro? With each passing meal, my admiration for these men grows by thalis and katoris! Great plays gentlemen – hats off DAdA!!!!

PS: Just got tired of praising them every day. So dedicating this piece to DAA mess-managers!!!

what thou should know

It is not from the benevolence of the butcher,the brewer,or the baker that we expect our dinner...

but from their regard to their own interest...

Letter to the Bow-wow's Beloved

Dear "Animal Lover"

This is to state that I am a Homo sapiens resident of the old hostel. Off late I have noticed that you have been procreating quite conspicuously. In fact, this morning I found myself touched by your all encompassing animal love, when I saw my hands feeding Britannia biscuits to the puppies in the lawns, from my room in the first floor.

I am sure it must be extremely entertaining/satiating/orgasming to expand the Animals Lovers clan. But you see, I am terrified, psychologically and pathologically affected by animals. The fear of animals, especially canines, was rooted in me when a dog licked my two month old self. (The incident is still too raw to write on!) Ever since I have been running away from canines of any size, shape and age. I feel traumatized on seeing cur excreta on my floor doorways, on seeing new cur dinner-mates, on seeing them running around the trees and me.

I do humbly acknowledge that I am in no way close to being the recipient of the compassion that you bestow on your canines. I am not as faithful with tail wagging loyalty as they are. Nor do I induce any desire of petting or fondling that their furry skin calls for. Nor am I holdable on your lap or arms. Nor is my sleeping/eating an activity to be monitored and watched. Nor are my eyes and nose coochy-coo-able, rather are be-spectacled and watery.

However, I would request you to expand your love to other animals like me. Please express your love for canines behind the walls, or at least let your aficionado know that ONLY YOU love it and NOT ME! Can you also teach it some toilet manners? Also a word or two on the birds and the bees talk. Soon, in the next breeding season, these youngsters might start mating indiscriminately.

I hope you would understand my unstable frame of mind. My Chinese Therapist is trying to help me like dogs by introducing me to xiāng ròu.

Looking forward to your co-operation and a positive reply.

Yours sincerely....

Food Debate!!!!

Here we go again, after a short dormancy of few weeks ISI-D seems lively again with the new mail-war cooking up regarding the Pasta-Veg-Non-Veg issue.It remains to be seen who wins Pasta Or Non-Pasta. I think we can together help out our "MESS"-managers to decide better how to better manage the "MESS", also we saw some people talking about polls being crazy and stuff so we could have a proper poll when we have the option at hand.

Regarding the food though it was good "MESS" this month as i get the general opinion to be lets see if my guess is valid or not....

HEALTH CONSCIOUSNESS

26th jan, 2010: The ISID cooks have shown their health consciousness when they have made oil free PARATHA in the breakfast today. Many of the ISI students are very much worried with their figure and want to take lesser calories. Time and again they have asked the cooks to give lesser oil to the foods. Today the cooks come up with this new idea. In spite of being oil free, the taste of the parathas was awesome(according to some people it is better than the other days). Right now all the students are waiting for the next innovation from The COOKS.

Best couple in ISI

Hi deeeeeeeeev,

I think it can be an interesting topic of the poll.

who am i

who am i

Not a believer inside the mosque, am I,
Nor a pagan disciple of false rites,
Not the pure amongst the impure,
Neither Moses, nor the Pharoah,
oh!GOD to me, I am not known

Not in the holy Vedas, am I,
Nor in opium, neither in wine,
Not in the drunkard's craze,
Neither awake, nor in a sleeping daze,

oh!GOD to me, I am not known

In happiness nor in sorrow, am I,
Neither clean, nor a filthy mire,
Not from water, nor from earth,
Neither fire, nor from air, is my birth,

oh!GOD to me, I am not known

Not an Arab, nor Lahori
Neither Hindi, nor Nagauri,
Hindu, Turk (Muslim), nor Peshawari,
Nor do I live in Nadaun,

oh!GOD to me, I am not known

Secrets of religion, I have not known,
From Adam and Eve, I am not born,
I am not the name I assume,
Not in stillness, nor on the move,

oh!GOD to me, I am not known

I am the first, I am the last,
None other, have I ever known,
I am the wisest of them all,
oh!GOD do I stand alone?

oh!GOD to me, I am not known

Public Demand!!!!!!

Here goes another poll on behalf of an author who doesn't want to reveal his name.
Hope everyone enjoys them, I would like to see some comments too, may be something regarding why you chose the person(-only if you wish to), but we shall surely see some interesting reasons if you choose to do so.

POLLS

Hello,

There are two polls in place. But i am in need of more ideas.If any one of you has any idea let us all of us know.

Cheers.

Dear Mr.innocent,

Whoever you are I don't know what your intentions are but quoting somebody's paper before the research work is complete isn't a very manly/womanly thing(whichever may suit you) to do.If you have to criticize somebody first let us know the contents of the paper then we can discuss regarding the paper. And moreover how can you comment something on somebody eating 'VAAT',
that is the staple diet of the country.

Recently one of our JRF's came up with a interesting conjecture-

"There exists a 'ONE-TO-ONE' correspondence between eating 'VAAT' and having 'BRAINS'.

As is always true it found its criticism. Some other 'NON-VAAT-EATING' JRF's conclude that the "ONLY-IF" part does not hold with PROBABILITY 1.

We request more information on this intriguing new research!!!!!

food for thought

was mahalonobish a mason?this is a question which has plagued historians for long.for the uninitiatefd free mason is a secret society of extremely knowledgable and wealthy people who come together for the sake of well being of the people.while famous freemasons of india include people like · Sir Phirozeshah Mehta, Dadabhoy Nowroji Tata,Swami Vivekananda,W.C. Bannerjee,President Dr. Rajendra Prasad,Sir Dorabji Jamshedji Tata,· Pandit Motilal Nehru · J.R.D. Tata,rabindranath tagore in india and people like george washington,einstein,sir isac newton to barrack obama in recent times.if masonic tales are to be believed rabindranath tagore a learned and rich man himself said to mahalonobish toi set up isi.masonic touch can also be seen in the logo of isi.the square sized tablet is remnicent of the cueniform scripts and the big tree is a fallback of ancient masonic tenents of wisened knowledge.also if some body carefully sees the architectural pattern of both isi kolkata and delhi lot of subtle hint of wisdom from knowledge is to be seen.which brings to a more pertinent question.do we have a free mason living with us in isi?normally the person will be revered,soft in attitude ,a storehouse of knowledge yet humble and earthly in his quaint way.i already have a candidate in mind.do u have?please let me know via comments

Here we go...........

Hello everybody!!!!!

lets get going .................