i HeLl CiViL [ may I, plz?]

In all this whole world, where the hell did we land, what the hell are we doing!

Ever wondered and pondered over this?

I can’t help but just be sad, sad for myself, but do I enjoy the liberty to curse, to think bad about all this?

Is this about pursuing civil engineering or the whole of it all… the whole existence, the whole going through the motions… what’s up man?

Are we gonna get ground and smashed into bits and pieces…so that all we are left of ourselves is just a nothing…is it so?

Too much pessimism or too much questioning? What is putting you off so far? Exactly… now imagine at the end of the day all you have is a thousand such thoughts rummaging your mind, destroying your peaceful dreams, driving you crazy and playing havoc with you!

So with this where are am I heading to?

What I had in the last week was more than enough for me.

More than 15 hours of drawing to make me realize what people used to do in the ancient days when the better way around is CAD, what can I say! Never bother if that logic is to be applied to the teacher itself, will he be ready to adorn himself with leaves and twigs and replace his already tattered bike with the bullock cart… I guess not! Weekends ruined, back aching like hell, what I was left with was just observe the others… their ingenious ways of completing the same drawing homework. Never been witness to the Glass sheet-Emergency lamp setup in my life, I was surely excited and curious to this wow sight. The balancing act, the exactly right pressure applied on glass, the positioning of light…the straight thinking guys who believe in the old school of thought of hard work can never match this delicate skill…can they ever…not at all! But the results, the assessment, never care for them…they are as same as the other. The same leaves & twigs-bullock cart teacher is not smart enough to distinguish between milk and water…so sad, ain’t it?

Am I complaining or am I exclaiming in pain? Leave it…not worth answering.

Am I ready to risk my life for just a job that pays just 2.5k a month? Hey…I have to. Don’t I remember what I was advised just last week, my job satisfaction is more important, I need not run after money, it will follow me wherever I go, heaven/hell, tall building/deep tunnel, Sahara/Antartica just everywhere!

How about giving an MTP test…c’mon give it a try. All we need is to read everything, mug it up like hell and justify the fact ‘There is no best way of managing’! Yeah, right ma’am, absolutely. With the kind of lectures you treat us with everyday, we are convinced that all of management is waste, absolute and whole. Now I guess even 2 years of time learning the waste principles at any IIM won’t convince me that managing is worth it…right fellas!

More and more of all that. Uncountable. Don't bother to know them all. Better ignored!

"Draw " my Insurance

yeah.... Finally its done..
The three day "draw"l is over and i find liberation to indulge in life's more sensible issues.
Right from the beginning i was never "draw"n to this course (i believe dere are many of us).
Had an an argument wit the tall-fair-mallu abt the utility of the course and after some useless parries and raised low voices; i gave up wen the man said try telling this to the instructor.
well whatever happened happened
Now coming t the serious issue.... the work over the three days have "draw"n my muscles tense especially in the back... The back pain will takes days or months or years to subside (cos i see more drawing coming).
And since this will develop into a serious problem ; hurting my future; i ask mr.instructor, will you "draw" my medical insurance?


I take this oppurtunity to thank Mr. Jerry Seinfield whose humor carried me thru the "drawn"out work.
I also sincerely thank Batman and Robin for their intense criminal catching show to entertain me in the time of "draw"l.

The barber's sting-op..

this is coming a bit late,... but still...

well,... the man had a haircut... and so, unless there's some hi-tech organic hair transplant industry that I'm unaware of, the verdict is clear: IT'S REAL.

Very disappointing to have a brilliant hypothesis like that thrown out with the flick of a pair of scissors. Now I know what Galileo must have felt....

fyz
P.s Buffy, looks like you'll have to write an obituary for this place soon....