"I walk down the street..."

I walk down the street.
There is a hole.
I don't see it.
I fall in.
It isn't my fault.
It takes a very long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still a deep hole.
I pretend not to see it.
I fall in.
I pretend it's still not my fault.
It takes a long time to get out.

I walk down the same street.
There is still the same deep hole.
I see it.
I fall in anyway.
It's a habit.
I get out quicker this time.

I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole.
I see it.
I walk around it.
I don't fall in.

I walk down a different street!!!

Sancheeta (06-08)

"My heartiest tribute"

This write up is my heartiest tribute to all those people at NIILM who were always there besides me, during my journey from NIILM-CMS to F1F9, with all their experience to guide me through.

After All...

My stay at NIILM carved out my inner self into a new being to whom this world is no longer a stranger.

I came to know that this world is not always a sweet place to live in. You are the one who got to make sweet. Its not how it treats you but how you make it deal with you. You are the one who's responsible for whatever happens here with you. At NIILM, I got familiarized with two categories of people around me, one comprises of those who are not your friends but are always ready to make you realize that and will shred you off whenever required and the other belongs to those who are your frnd but never tells you and are always besides you whenever your'e alone. I got to deal with people mainly from the former one.

That 18 month's learning experience was far more wonderful than what I had gained in past 21 years. When I came I was a roamer. Now I know what is my destination. I know how to deal with people from both the categories.

I've now learned to fight. Fight for recognition, fight for growth and fight for survival. I've learned to manage people around me and my life.

After all, I'm a manager now.

Meenu Aggarwal

(2006-2008)

"For our Teachers"

A hundred years from now
It will not matter
What kind of house you lived in,
How much money you had in your bank A/c,
What your clothes looked like,
Or what kinda car did you drive

Because this world would be a better place to live on
As u played a vital role in shaping so many lives…

Thanks.

Achint '06-'08

(An extract from my farewell speech)

"A Letter from God"

When you ran around the house getting ready, I knew there would be a few minutes for you to stop and say hello, but you were too busy. At one point you had to wait fifteen minutes with nothing to do except sit in a chair. Then I saw you spring to your feet. I thought you wanted to talk to me but you ran to the phone and called a friend to get the latest gossip instead.

I watched patiently all day long. With all our activities I guess you were too busy to say anything to me. I noticed that before lunch you looked around, maybe you felt embarrassed to talk to me that am why you didn't bow your head. You glanced three or four tables over and you noticed some of your friends talking to me briefly before they ate, but you didn't. That's okay. There is still more time left, and I hope that you will talk to me yet.

You went home and it seems as if you had lots of things to do. After a few of them were done, you turned on the TV. I don't know if you like TV or not, just about anything goes there and you spend a lot of time each day in front of it not thinking about anything, just enjoying the show. I waited patiently again as you watched the TV and ate your meal, but again you didn't talk to me.Bedtime I guess you felt too tired. After you said goodnight to your family you plopped into bed and fell asleep in no time.

That's okay because you may not realize that I am always there for you. I've got patience, more than you will ever know. I even want to teach you how to be patient with others as well. I love you so much that I wait everyday for a nod, prayer or thought, or a thankful part of your heart. It is hard to have a one-sided conversation.Well, you are getting up once again. Once again I will wait, with nothing but love for you. Hoping that today you will give me some time.

ANAND SHUKLA

'05-'07 BATCH

All the best!!!

Friends,

Today happens to be my last official day in the college..though some
of my batchmates have the luxury of few more days as some exams of
other specialization are left.

Hopefully, this is my last day as a student (in case I don't score a
back in any of the papers) but I also do hope and wish that the
learning continues for me as well as for my all other friends. Just
the pedagogy has changed, and it is matter of realization that theory
has been replaced by practicals. Thats all.

And yes...i hope we stay eligible to pitch in our entries in the
'Expression' blog...

All the best to all my friends as well as juniors who now take the
reins in their hands.

Will miss you all !!! (even the editors will...)

Thank you for everything.

Prateek Garg

The Imaginary World

Sometimes sitting in the cafeteria you start staring into the void. Suddenly the world around you starts to move in slow motion. You can hear nothing. You can see nothing. You can feel nothing thats happening around you. You stagnate but the world around you is changing. Your mind is blank. People pass from in front of you and you just look through them as if they never existed. As if you never existed.

The only thing that exists are the faces of your loved ones. Floating in the air as if reflections on a calm lake. Nothing else maters. Nothing else exists. This is the real world that exists beyond our imagination.

And then BANG someone drops a plate and you are suddenly thrown into the imaginary world of chaos and stir. People all around you, shouting and screaming, contesting and competing, crying and weeping, laughing and playing. The imaginary world that we live in...

Vivek Singh (05-07)

WE ARE NEXT!! , by Neha Prakash

Come on grandma!! You're being orthodox… Oh!! Please Dad, don't interfere in my affairs…

These few lines portray the entire scenario and the behavior of the youth towards their old age guardians in the materialist world.

Here's a story from the "Inspirational Quote" which depicts how hearts of the loved ones have drifted apart….

A marwari family in Rajasthan was puzzled when the coffin of their dead mother arrived from the U.S. It was sent by one of the daughters. The dead body was tightly squeezed inside the coffin, with no space left in it!!

When they opened the lid, they found a letter on top, which read as follows: "Dear brothers and sisters, I'm sending our mother's body to you, since it was her wish that she should be cremated in the compound of her ancestral home at Rajasthan. Sorry I could not come along as all of my paid leave has been consumed .You will find inside the coffin, under Amma's body 12 cans of cheese, 10 packets of chocolates and 8 packets of Badam. Please divide these among you all."

"On Amma's feet you'll find a new pair of Reebok shoes (size 10) for Mohan. Also, there are 2 pairs of shoes for Radha's and Lakshmi's sons. Hope the size is correct. Amma is wearing six American T-shirts. The large size is for Mohan and others are for my nephews"

The two new pairs of jeans that Amma is wearing are for the boys. The Swiss watch is for Rema. Shanty aunty, Amma is wearing the necklace you asked for. Please take it"

Please distribute all these properly amongst u. And if anything more is required let me know, since our Appa is also not keeping well these days."

This is an exemplary situation how goods are shipped across borders. Has humanity faded away from the face of Earth?

Can we strive hard enough to solve the predicament of these old people who have weathered away, caring for those who were made callous by the dazzle of independence and hence erase the deep scar from the face of humanity????

Neha Prakash, Batch- 2007-'09