Just Scribbling

I have been pestered by my "wife" to post something here for a long time. It feels so odd to term the best friend you had as a "wife" as if we are no longer friends; I am so opposed to the term, but having said that I can’t escape the social taboo I am glued to for life [I hope so - what say Mrs.Sarkar ;-)] This is a long one with a lot of grammatical mistakes, but still I request you to read till the end, it will not be boring I assure that.

Post IIT days life has been pretty dull for me, I feel that I am being stoned for having merried so much during those 2 years at IIT. Having said that, when I look at my pals who are now at various places on this Holy Earth, I see that they are having their share of bad luck as well. I am not here to discuss our miseries, but I want to share the dream; the dream I see everyday that we will get together again.

I dream of an early chilly New Delhi morning; punctual as usual, I am ready for our outing and am fretting at my roommate Aritra for still snoring in sleep (yeah he does that). The first thing I do is wake up my other buddies - Muksit & Soumik. Muksit is equally punctual and may be better than me. Soumik with as if drunken red heavy eyes wake up and ask what is the matter. I feel shell-shocked, that after so many discussions and repeated failures all of us had only yesterday agreed to hang around and now he asks what the matter is. I with all my patience narrate him our fairy tale and he gets back to senses by wrapping a towel (gamchha) around his waist and proceeds towards the toilet with a typical good boy gait. By the time return to my room, I still find Aritra's face dunked (as if slam dunked) in his pillow with his wrist watch still on. Aritra had a habit of wearing his wrist watch almost 24X7. Anyways, I remind him that we have to meet at the IIT main gate at 8:30AM as committed before and it was already 8. Oh, I forgot to tell that I am generally ready before 45 minutes of the rendezvous. 

Next on my list was to call Ayan and wake him. Lovebird as he is, with a heavy and apologetic voice he tells he can't make it. I deduced that it’s obvious for him as he had nocturnal appointments with his lady love the last night which was signed off pretty late and he definitely has double crossed us with a physical appointment  with his lady love later in the day at Noida. So, Ayan's cut out. Now I make a call to my wonder women - Amrita, Papiya & Madhurima. None of them picks it up. I have a bad habit of getting furious and losing my nerves when people do not receive my calls. Finally Madhurima picks it up saying she is ready and waiting for the other ladies to fall in line, who have just entered the loo. It is already 8:15AM. 

Muksit enters my room all dressed up and tells - cholo jawa jak and then seeing Aritra all flat and Soumik with his wrap-around gamcha and a semi naked body with drips of water after a bath, running to get ready. Muksit sighs - "ei sob pola pain der niye kuthao zawa uchit noi". Its 8:30 and Amrita calls - "sorry sorry sorry sorry, amra ready hoe gechi tora main gate e aschish" - as if I was playing hadu-dudu all this time. Anyways, I can't fret at her knowing that I am going to marry her, so with a very polite voice I said - "ki korchili tora, bero ebar, ar chokhe kajol ta porte bhulishna, bhalo lage toke". So now all are ready with Ayan cut out and Aritra having just woken up after over-hearing my conversation.

Now, Aritra with a typical scratching of his buttocks and a tooth brush in his mouth sits on the bed browsing through the newspaper. Muksit & I get all cranky, Muksit fed-up with the vision leaves to hurry up Soumik. Finally Aritra enters the bathroom with a a very lazy gait and we of NilBullz (Aritra, Soumik, Muksit & Myself) are ready with 5 minutes to spare for breakfast yet 25minutes behind schedule. I think I forgot to point out that we were supposed to kick start the day with a film screening at Saket at 9:25AM and then see how the day spans out. I point out that we can skip breakfast as we are already late, but the other three BULLZ were verbose with alacrity and all sorts of logic. I though OK, breakfast for 5 minutes and then to the main gate in cycle in another 5 and with an auto from there we can still make it in time. We sat with our breakfast, as the term suggests - to break the fast is what I was aware of, but seeing Aritra with his platefull of the yukky food and us running out of time, I was considering what time zone does Aritra's watch follow.

Seeing we won't be able to make it in time I call up the girls to take a couple of autos and meet us at hostel gate, that way we can save some time. In all these commotion I decide to proceed towards the movie hall to take a position in the already formed queue. Anyways we did make it in time and did watch the show. After the show Aritra with his enormous knowledge on films (he would have been a better film critic than an engineer) throws his expert opinions and to back him up at stages he finds support in Soumik. All said and done now was the time to choose a restaurant for lunch. This time the gang of ladies with their tantrum put forth a lot of possibilities and me too throwing in a few absurd options in the hat. Lastly Soumik with his innocent doe eyes presented an alternative which we could not refuse only for the reason that he presented in a simple and polite way as if a cute dog is looking at his master for a bargain. With lunch done now was the time for some desserts, and now I ruled as if I am the lion controlling a herd lionesses, I love Chocolate Room at Saket well knowing that splurging there dig a deep hole to our paltry monthly income. Anyways though with the alacrity of the majority and support from only Papiya & Amrita we entered and got poorer. At this junction Madhurima pointed out a lot of other dessert options which all are sane and fitting to our current conditions, still we negated them; hell bent on splurging.

This was the plan of the day and then we were supposed to return to our hostels, then Soumik pointed out we can hang out a little longer and dine at JNU. Madhurima pointed out that she had some practicals (students of Basic Sciences at IIT are literally grilled) but would make it in time for JNU. JNU is our happy hunting grounds, there are a variety of food cuisines to choose from at a very paltry rate, the phrase “Beggars cannot be choosers” is a misfit there and we take every chance to exploit that. A sumptuous dinner followed by a fruit beer and happy smile on Soumik’s face to have met that somebody for whom the JNU trip was intended for. Now was out time to walk back and give ourselves a much needed rest. On the way back at the IIT entrance we decided to hang a little while longer at Nescafe, mainly because I wanted to hang out with my lady love, still all my pals supported me to be criminals in partner, though the crime is only mine.

Now was the time when Amrita and Papiya talk non-sense about filthy Bengali songs, then comes the heavy literature talks which only Aritra and Amrita enjoy, it goes over the head of the rest. Finally to sum it up comes the fantastic one liner from Muksit.

With this we enter our hostels and at times Aritra, Soumik, Muksit & myself indulge in TT.

Arneet is another person I missed out because we rarely used to hang out, our hanging out times would be at class breaks or during guide calls waiting at Nescafe. But I must recall what a sumptuous treat we were given by aunty at Arneet's home. Arneet is a fantastic goal oriented guy and he is multi talented. Just wish we could have hung out a lot more out of the insti.

This is the dream I see everyday, this is the life I miss everyday, you guys had made my life so full that spending it alone now is no longer acceptable, none of us knew each other before, but now staying apart in different countries makes me feel that I did have a life worth calling a life. Carefree, without any malice, without money, the only thing that bonded us together was our like mindedness; and now we have money but not each other. Miss you all a lot, only wish if life had a rewind button………

The rewind button with a few snaps of our yester years.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone

The above is a saying by Mervyn Peake, the author of Gormenghast series. Well I am trying my very limited skills at writing after a long time and that is because I have been left "lingering alone" after such a long time. The above saying is apt to its last syllable, I know it because I've already 'bore the brunt' for two long years and so have many people like me. When I retrace my labyrinth of time and relive the moments day after day, I can say that being alone is a silence that one's conscience hears so loud that one can never hide from. The trend is generally the same for all. It begins with working your day out with the usual chores when you are so much in the vicinity of things happening around you. The day subsides to give its way to the evenings when you live "make believe" moments of joy, laughter, partying, shopping spree, exploring the town, etc, etc, but down to the very nooks and corners of your soul you want to spend time when you are cared for and can care for. Then finally comes the night when the darkness puts you in vortex of flames; the miseries which engulf you the better half the night till you realize the next morning that your pillows have been soiled by your tears.

My moments were not much different, when there was work load, when there were people around me I never felt a thing, I was engrossed in the moment and living it to the fullest because I dreaded that the night would eventually come and drag me down. Working for over 14 hours a day and crashing on the usual bed with no one to talk to was my daily regime. There was never much to do when I returned from work, with the exception of the occasional PC gaming and the very rare stares at the idiot box till the time killed itself to give way to sleep. At work we used to define sleep as 'charging our batteries to gear up for the next days routine'. The nights used to open the secret windows of my mind where I wanted to speak to some one, where I wanted to hear from some one. The nights lured me to chase that imaginary person with whom I can share my words, my feelings, my thoughts, my tears, my smiles. The nights were like the howls of the dog in the distant whom I can't find and neither turn a deaf ear to. The nights opened up those moments when I so wanted to be hugged by someone so that I can cry my tear glands dry and leave the reminiscence of the tears so that I know that I have a shoulder to turn to when the going gets tough, but that never happened, there were times when I wanted to simply look into the eyes of that some one special and dive into a fairy tale world, but that never happened, there were times when I wanted to hold a hand and get support, an encouraging nod and a gentle smile in return, which neither happened......

From another person's perspective I had every thing that is needed to be happy, I had time, I had friends, I had money; but when I viewed my own image - I had time only to not know how or whom to spend with, I had friends only to know they are far away, I had money only to keep guessing where to spend on. I used to take leave from office thinking of rejuvenating myself but to find myself in a plethora of people in an upscale mall, finding that every other stair corner was occupied by couples exchanging gentle smiles, finding friends running amok trying to pull a prank, finding a happy family of four or three come to enjoy some quality time or a screening. Then when I looked at myself, I used to see that I am in the right place with people, with money and with time only guessing how to enjoy these three things; the people i never knew, the time which I had couldn't be shared and the money which I possessed was spent on some shopping for which nobody was there to share an opinion.....

The occasional evenings that I used to spend in the nearby park close to my house, I used to find clasping to fingers among palms, the general feeling of being wanted, being close and being cared for. I had everything - time, friends and money.... but not everything enough to fill the grooves of my palms.

Such a time comes in every body's life when one is left reeling for some one; some one to be with; some one whose company can be cherished, some one whose talks can be relentlessly listened to, some one whose flaws can never be visible, some one with whom peace can be realized.....

I had everything but I had nothing....... back then.

Fall of Red Bastion

May be its not that interesting, may be I've gone haywire with the facts, but writing gives me such a solace, so please overlook all my mistakes as the topic is morose and I am writing after a long long time, please don't read if you do not like, I agree it is boring but meant for a close friend of mine

The communism all over the world is characterized by a sickle and a hammer against a blood red background characterizing that the sect works for the common people – the farmers (sickle) and the laborers (hammer). Hence, communism emphasizes a classless society in which the government controls the means of production, and creates a system of common ownership. Under communism, everything is publicly owned, including property and wealth. This was created to strengthen the working and the poor, which communist government calls the Proletarians. Redistribution of income therefore eliminates class struggle. Some of the self-declared communist governments are China, Cuba, Laos, Vietnam and North Korea.

Communism made its gateway to India through the formation of Communist Party of India in Tashkent, Turkestan on October 17^th, 1920. The CPI (Marxist) was formed in 1964 due to a split from the CPI and henceforth CPI (M) proved to be the flag bearer for communism in India through its strong presence in West Bengal. The CPI (M) came to power in West Bengal in 1977 with the fall of Indian National Congress. Mr.Jyoti Basu assumed the lead role and had been in chair to serve as the longest reigning Chief Minister till 2000 and was succeeded by his junior colleague Mr.Budhdhadev Bhattacharya from 2000 to 2011. Hence in totality the CPI (M) with the coalition of other Left parties formed the Left Front in India and created their own so called citadel which was impenetrable for 34 years. In India’s history many dynasties have failed to surpass 34years of existence but the Red Bastion of the Left Front in India controlled West Bengal democratically for 34 years at a stretch and brought about diversification of the state in its tenure though it is debatable. The CPI (M) and other Left Parties reached its peak by supporting the 14^th Government of India (2004 – 2009) from outside and thus helped the Governance of India reach stability when the people of India were plagued by inflation, corruption and other internal and external instabilities; here CPI (M) emerged to be the 2^nd largest Party to be in the Lok Sabha.

The formation of the Left Front Government in West Bengal was a culmination of decades of struggles by various sections of the people — workers, peasants, teachers, refugees and students — under the leadership of the Left, and its biggest component the CPI (M). Faced with the rising tide of struggles and the growing influence of the CPI (M) and the Left, the Congress government, which was formed after it blatantly rigged the elections in 1972, resorted to a reign of semi-fascist terror in West Bengal. The CPI (M) and the mass organizations faced the brunt of this repression. 1,100 Party workers and close sympathizers were killed. The major responsibility of the Left Front while assuming office in 1977 in West Bengal was to provide pro-people policies though the majority of the funds was vested in the hands of the Central Union Government.

The major initiatives of the Left Front government were to carry out thoroughgoing land reforms and establishing a vibrant Panchayati Raj. These historic initiatives broke the back of landlordism in the rural areas and immensely empowered the poor peasantry and agricultural workers. Large sections of the rural poor, especially the dalits, adivasis and minorities, gravitated towards the Left and the CPI (M). This section continues to be the most stable mass base of the CPI (M) and the Left Front till date. Several other pro-people initiatives were also undertaken regarding workers’ rights and social sector development, which benefited different sections of the people: factory workers, unorganized workers, government employees, school and college teachers, students, youth, women and the refugees. Through their experience, the majority of the people of West Bengal came to recognize the Left Front government as a pro-people government, a custodian of their rights and a fighter for their cause.

The downfall on the Left Front in West Bengal came with the initiation of the Singur land for TATA Motors, where about fifty farmers’ land were taken with out there consent and it attracted the wrath of the local people along with the opposition of many political leaders, with Mamata Banerjee being the torch bearer of the agitation of the people. The land acquired for the TATA Motors plant was supposedly for the much hyped small car – “Nano”. This was the phase when Bengal was shedding its image as a non pro industrialist state to a pro industrialist state by acquiring land for the industrialists and luring many industries including Chemical plants by helping the industrialists to acquire the lands. The lands that were mainly targeted were single crop lands, the barren lands could not be used for industries as because it was not conducive for many reasons such as no proper approach, no near by railway track, no rivers near by,etc. The face of Bengal was changing and at a fast pace, the government was on a hostile acquisition of land. Though Singur land was acquired for the “Nano” plant and though there were reservations from a handful of farmers still it was being handled amicably but the political situation in Bengal went out the Government’s hand when land acquisition was at its very initial steps for the chemical hub at Nandigram. The people were determined not to give their lands to the government for the chemical hub of Salim Group of Indonesia, they were also backed by the opposition party of Bengal with Mamata Banerjee at helm giving full support to the ajitation.

The dreaded day of March 14^th, 2007 was a day scripted in blood on the Bengal Government when the administration was directed to break the resistance at Nandigram and a massive operation with atleast 3000 policemen confronted a crowd of 2000 with women and children in the fore front, and in the police firing atleast 14people were killed. The reparations went out of proportion for even the 30 year old Left Front to have comprehended. This massacre was termed barbaric by all, the Bengal Governor openly criticized the Government’s act, the leading opposition leader Mamata Banerjee, went into fast and the agitation also spread to Singur and the subdued actions of Singur also took its shape and people all over Bengal stared opposing the TATA products, criticized the government’s immature actions. From henceforth the opposition looked that this was the only opportunity to dethrone the Left Front from the political helm and somehow Nandigram and Singur became the two most sought after places for the politicians, the violence never seemed to recede here and neither did the opposition allow the violence to recede, they were tightening the noose of the reigns around the Left Front’s neck for any small incident that happened or made to happen and kept these two places ever sensationalized. These two places were a regular sight on every days’ newspaper and the TV news channels. Somehow within a short time it was seen that even celebrities like movie stars, novelists, singers, and other prominent figures were making regular trips to these two places which otherwise they might not have ever heard of. Hence the incidents at Singur and Nandigram with its regular repercussions left the Bengal Government helpless and these two small localities became the most sought after spots on political grounds and it took international proportions, with the news about the massacre and the Government’s attitude to the farmers hitting world news and being shunned worldwide.

The Left Front began to lose ground soon, it was reflected in the recently held 2008 Panchayat Elections where the Red Bastion showed sights of turmoil for the first ever time as the elections were swept by the opposition –Trinamul Congress. There were even problems with the Naxalites springing up, this was mainly due to the Left Front’s attitude when it handled the Singur and Nandigram incidents. The 2009 Union elections were the preface to the story which was going to unfold in the West Bengal Assembly elections in 2011; the CPI (M) which helped the Union Government stay afloat in the 2004 Union elections emerging as the 2^nd largest party in the Parliament, kissed the dust like never before in 2009 Union elections. Finally, the Red Bastion did fall with the Left Front standing only as spectators on their very own funeral. The 2011West Bengal Assembly elections were swept away by TMC, the people of Bengal had the image that they were not going to vote for the Left Front, hence it was mainly the negative voting which forced the downfall of the 34 years’ dynasty of the Left Front.

Thanx for bearing the brunt of reading this :-D

End Of Fairy Tale - Part I

The above subject can be appreciated only by those who have actually seen what a fairy tale is like, one of those real lucky fellows happen to be me. My Fairy Tale Part I is the 1st semester at IIT Delhi which unfortunately is at its fagging end. I clearly remember the day I landed up here was on the 21st of July; thinking that I am going to tread wary waters I was a bit too sceptical about how my stay at Delhi was going to unfold like. The initial two days were very hectic as I had to do a lot of running around to secure myself a room in one of the hostels.

Being reclusive & reticent by nature, I could not mingle with new people and it was left to my undergrad mate & office collegue - Ayan to accompany ourselves. Its always difficult to find people who are of the same tune as one would like to be and thats when the "Fairy Tale" began. As time passed I got to meet a few more people, though it would do justice if put it this way that a few very good people came to meet me - namely Amrita, Aritra, Anirban, Madhurima & Abhik. Coincidentally all being bengalis, even though there are a lot of differences among Bengalis from the fact that the culture they come from, their upbringing, but for us it was as if the parts a Jigsaw Puzzle were just put in place by Lady Luck! We are the perfect group as each one can easily complement the other, each one can read the others mind and we have gelled so good that each one of us can stand in for the other.

For me personally IIT Delhi was transition phase, I feel that I've changed a lot from what I was before, its like a metamorphosis at post IIT stay. And this phase is the best phase of my life and it could'nt get any better; thanx to all the above mentioned friends of mine with special thanx to Amrita. For the first time ever I went on a tour to Jaipur without my parents entourage!!!!. It also will remain etched in my mind for life long as I had great stay during the trip.

I was thinking that the Durga Pujas at Delhi will not be like what it is in Calcutta, yeah its not like Calcutta for sure, but just a bit better, because I got to hang out with these guys which otherwise doesnt happen in Calcutta.

We did have tough times, it is like the salt in your food, one doesnt know the importance of salt till he/she starts missing it in the food. Similarly, the tough times were the dreaded exam times, it sapped a lot of our energy because 3 exams in 4 months is a tough ask isn't it? But with energies sapped after exams, we were all there to rejuvinate ourselves, so that the exams are a necessary evil.

We had fest - Rendezvous 2010, we hanged out till 5 in the morning, we jumped with joy, we danced, we cracked jokes on others, we all had our share of remorse & grief, we chatted for long hours, we studied till late 3 in the morning, we came together without any goals and we created our goals. This is life, this is out time, never to look back, just to tread forward and make a mark for ourselves with the support of all.

But today as the Death Knell rings for us to retreat to our homes, I with a very grief stricken & heavy heart say that - THIS IS HOME! it couldn't get any better. To sum it up I would say that finding you guys at the fag end of our lives when responsibilities with clawed hands are gripping on us, I have found solace and will treasure these days for a long long time.

I HAVE BEEN THROUGH THIS FAIRY TALE! Though it still feels that we have only met just the other day, & the good times have passed so quickly.

It was an honour to have found you fellas

Landing at an IIT - A dream

20th of July, 2010 was when I landed at Delhi, but this time it was for a longer duration. I was going to pursue an M.Tech from IIT Delhi. I have spend hours earlier thinking what joy these IITians go through just by fact that they are a part of the elite institutes of the country; I have been awe struck on more than one occassions when ever I've seen a person wearing an IIt/IIM labled T-shirt. I just felt amazed at their achievement in being a part of these great institutions. I also wanted to be a part of institutions of such high calibre, but since the day I started working at L&T the dream of striking a chord at these institutes were gradually becoming a far cry from the ground reality. I could only appease myself by saying that may be I will crack into an IIM next time, but dreams were bound to remain dreams till like a "Bolt From The Blue" and by shear God's grace I landed up here. The feeling that I have just cannot be expressed in words; hearing the HOD of Civil Engg department just sent a shiver through my spine - It was indeed a dream come true.
Well the initial two days at IIT were really hectic, we had to run around to foster a room at the hostel and then the admission formalities really sapped all my energy. But just as the saying goes - "Every Clod Has A Silver Lining" so did I. I finally got a room at the Nilgiri House which is 2 kms from the college building. I had to set up room, in the process I learnt what all are required to start a very very small family - a single husband you say. I started doing things which I've never done - cleaning my room, washing clothes, keeping a buffer bucket of water, etc. The food is very simple with a few options. Every hostel houses its own mammoth dining hall, Table Tennis, Reading Room, Library, Outdoor games like tennis.
The course structure was such that one has to choose its own subjects apart from the ones that are compulsory and thus can formulate what one wants from the institute. One can go across the departments to choose certain subjects like management, electrical, humanities, anything under IIT Delhi. Hence the freedom of study is much more here.
This in short were my initial days at IIT Delhi, I share more once the course kicks off.

TONIGHT'S GONNA BE A GOOD NIGHT

Today was really awesome for me. After a long time 3 of the 4 musketeers(Archisman,Shamik,Sayandeep&myself) got to meet each other with Archi not turning up. We went to City Centre and watched Karthick Calling Karthik. The film was really nice but on a slower pace at times and the concept -SCHIZOPHRENIA is a copy from Russel Crowe's A beautiful Mind(based on the life story of the Nobel Laurete - John Nash). But overall the film was good. To add to the film our very close friend gave us a treat at Haaka and then we had some KFC Crunchy's and sat to watch the match between KKR & RC on the big screen.... what a crowd and what hilarious comments.. But the girls were also passing their comments was strange to see... anyways beautiful girls mouthing vulgars is like masala in areated drinks.... good ,really good, reallyreally good.
We were there for some time and when we were sure that KKR is definite to win we headed for our homes and I visited Shamik's house on the way back to check on his all new lappy. I made up my mind that this time I'll take a leave for a couple of days and am sure to get one of those high end laptops....
We had a lot of food & drinks and I was really full.. but then my mom prepared some special food for the dinner as a part of some preplanned programme gon haywire.. But I took it as a birthday treat from family to me....
Its hard to know that I won't be seeing Shamik for quite a long time now that I'm going elsewhere and he's coming back to Calcutta only during the Durga Puja which won't be possible for me, but Sayandeep will be there for the offering hopefully for some more time atleast till July and no whereabouts of Archisman.
We hope and know that our bonding will be there for the rest of our lives

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COMEDY OF ERRORS

As the title suggest lemme discuss about the "COMEDY OF ERRORS" in my life which has ultimately given me solace through finally another comedy of error.
(1) First Error, during my school days I was moderately good atBiology but really good at Computers and it aslo appealed to me far more than mugging up some Bacterias,Viruses and other unpronounciable words. I had made up my mind that I was going to pursue Computers in my Plus 2 exams and eventually go on to become a good IT guy. But there I committed my first mistake - my Class 10 board exams for Computers did not go well cos people & myself had really high expectations from me and that lead to "Nervous Breakdown" and I could score only a paltry 78 marks resulting to make me think if I can actually make Computers my career. There I made up mind and my 1st mistake - based on one exam's marks I let go Computer for Biology in my plus 2.
(2) Second Error, in my plus 2 I really started liking Chemistry though my marks were not good because I never attended personal tution classes of the teacher setting the Q papers resulting into getting lesser marks. But I used to get good marks at the coaching classes I used to attend and was confident of scoring 90 and getting into either Presi or Xaviers. But in class 12 board exams I scored 86 in Chemistry and 88 in Physics(the subject I barely passed in school because on one Mr.Mukherjee who hated me as I refused his offer of coaching classe). So I knew with 86 I can't get into either Presi or Xaviers and I am not even a Christian who gets free liscence to get into Xaviers even with pass marks. With my name in the 2nd list of Physics in Xaviers I did not go for it instead I went and joined MSIT in Civil Engg. thinking that after 4 yrs I am sure to have a decent job being an engineer as I was never confident that a B.Sc coupled with M.Sc will get me the fortunes.
(3) Third Error, I was again studying Computers at college as a compulsory subject and I was good at it by simple flair of my computer knowledge and I was sure to join a top IT company
as they visited our campus on a regular basis. At 3rd year I got a job in Cognizant and was really happy, but then in 2008 came the gloom of Depression and our joinings got indefinitely delayed resulting me to start searching Construction jobs and eventually at the end of 4th year came the behemoth in construction industry - L&T Ltd. and I got in

All these errors have taken me to a level where I never wanted to be, given me things I never desired for and ultimately I wanted to do an MBA which also never materialised. But I am very grateful to God , my parents, my Grandpa and all my elders & peers to have been by my side always, making more determined with every failure making me more competent and ultimately helping me reach a level from where I would never have to look back and say taht I could have made a better SOUPTIK SARKAR out of me. The blessings have God had always showered on me and today I am really happy that though ultimate dream of an MBA rests I have ventured into other better fields which will give my career the boost to excel- for this I especially thank God,my peers at L&T and my immediate boss for developing me into far more realistic & confident Souptik Sarkar

THANK YOU ALL FOR YOUR SUPPORT