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Hi,

I'm looking for editors to manage this blog, preferably from batch 2008-10.

Our wall-of-fame, it seems, has entered a phase of inactivity as nothing has been posted after the summers of 2008.

Your role would be to popularize blogging amongst your & your very eligible junior batch. You'll need to promote the feeling of expressing ones feelings (pun not intended).

Cheers
Achint (06-08)
editors.on.board@gmail.com

"Tomorrow" by Ishaan Bhardwaj

Tomorrow is a promise,
its is pure and its is magical,
Tomorrow is divine,
its presence is benign,
tomorrow is a promise,
a promise of a new day a day of joy ,

Tomorrow is boundless,
Tomorrow is perfect,
Tomorrow is a dream ,
Tomorrow is a perfection its abstract,
its shallow and its deep,

Tomorrow is a sorrow,
Tomorrow is a remorse
for what is not today is left for tomorrow
Tomorrow is nirvana
it is ecstasy it is a new high

Tomorrow is a question
its a string of faith
it is the answer and it is the ultimate
Tomorrow is tearsit is death and birth
for life is until tomorrow
tomorrow is never forever
what is tomorrow is today....

Ishaan Bhardwaj (08-10)

"Don't Quit" by Krishna

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh.
When care is pressing you down a bit.
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns.
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out:
Don't give up though the pace seems slow -
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out -
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.
And you never can tell how close you are.
It may be near when it seems so far:
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit
it’s when things seem worst that you must not quit

Krishna Singh (07-09)

"PEACE" by Shrikant

We always think of ourselves and neglect others. The husband always thinks what his wife should do for him and vice versa. Why don’t we instead think of what we can do for others? If we can, then it will bring about universal benefit. When we learn to live for others, they too do things for us. Never think what you will get out of it. You shall definitely get something from the Almighty. You shall reach Him and that will bring eternal joy. A life filled with joy and peace means the presence of God within you.


On the contrary we opt for a losing bargain. We exchange peace for money and lose calm over physical comforts. Then we question our own foolishness, "I have every thing but there is no peace. Why?" Who stops us if we want Peace? In reality, “we” only act as if we do not need peace. The path to peace is very simple. If the quest for peace starts with love, one surely reaches one's destination. In that case love, sympathy, and generosity replace lust, anger, and greed. There is no doubt that the individual earns the blessings of God if he learns to live for others.


Now it is for us to decide our course. Do we want to enter a losing bargain? Love is such a wealth that increases if you distribute. Lust, etc. the enemies within, shall be annihilated when we are blessed by the Lord with love, openness and generosity in our life. So, learn to live for others and “peace” shall automatically follow and life shall be filled with joy and goodness.

Shrikant Sharma (07-09)

"In pursuit of happiness," by Neha Prakash

Happiness is not the end of everything
Neither is it the beginning of anything

Those who pursue it eagerly,
Fail to find it
Those who fight for it, always lose it

Thinking of pains that others inflicted
And looking for it in memories so restricted
Are the ones who often return disheartened and lose their way

There are those who wait for the oceans to calm down
Holding tight to false images and afraid to realize the changes,

I have known people waiting for one moment of happiness,
Through the towering piles of sadness
But fail to realize even one such instance

But there are those who have lived through sadness
And yet do not cry….
For they know it's better to smile for the ones who have been by your side

They know changes happened as they were deemed to be
For matters could have been worse
They don't wait for the sun to rise but live every moment of life
And they are the ones who find happiness by and by.

Neha Prakash
Batch 2007-2009

"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

Extract from a novel, by Nishchaya

The most beautiful poem I have ever read (in some Danielle Steel novel) goes like this....

When young
Did you ever run on sidewalks,
Playing the game
Of avoiding cracks?
Or, much later,
Straddle hairlines mentally
And strut vicarious tightropes,
Dreading, yet perversely courting,
Disaster from a fall?

'Disaster' did I say?
An aberrant word!
For there are other falls and penalties
Not only catastrophic,
But cushioned by largesse
Of joy and glory.
Falling in love is one.

Yet wisdom cautions:
A fall is a fall
With aftermaths of hurt and pain
Only delayed, not circumvented.

Tish, tosh!
Away with wisdom!
Hooray for crazy pavings, tightropes, hairlines!
Right now, who's wise, or wants to be?

Not I.

Are you?

Nishchaya (06-08)

"Phoolon ke is chaman mein," by Arunima

फूलों के इस चमन में,
एक दिलकश नज़ारा धुन्ध्ते हैं,
जीवन कि बगिया को जो महका सके,
उन ख्वाबों का सहारा धुन्ध्ते हैं.

आसमा को जो रौशन कर दे,
वो एक चमकता सितारा धुन्ध्ते हैं,
रह में चले थे, मंजिल कि तलाश में,
मंजिल तक जो पौंचा दे,
उन्ही रहूँ का किनारा धुन्ध्ते हैं,

मिले तो रह में राहगीर हज़रून,
कुछ अपने पराये हुए,
तो कुछ पराये अपनों से बढकर देखे,
जो चार कदम साथ चल सके,
हर आसूं गम को ख़ुशी में बदल सके,
आज परायों में उन्ही अपनों को धुन्ध्ते हैं

अरमानों के इस भंवर में,
काटूं के इस सहर में,
रहत के चंद पल धुन्ध्ते है
इस सफर को जो सफल बना दे,
बेटे लम्हों को यादों में सजा दे,
उन्ही यादगार पलों का एक सहारा धुन्ध्ते


-- अरुणिमा वर्मा --

Dreaming, by Achint

Dreams are awkward,
yes they are
Reality for me,
is quite too far

Mountains are high,
rainbows are bright
This is what,
my dreams are like

They give me a hazy picture
Of what lies in the future
Believe me if you might
Or carry on with the fight

Dream like a king
of whatever you can think
Only those ones will come true,
Which u think are made 4 u

Guy’s dream of girls
Girl’s dream of guys
Maybe it’s not reality
But it can make you cry

Dreams are like a mirror
Its reflections are so clear
Here one can be bold
and can say what is to be told

People question why we dream
The reasons though are still not seen
No matter what is its meaning
For god sake just keep on dreaming।

--
Achint...

Faltu Funde, by Ashish Bist

Killing time has never been easy for me। Always to wonder what to do? As studying, not really an option. You have to generate new hobbies again and again and screwing old once. So this time I was watching horror flick as Halloween is on. I found out that its not easy to really scare anyone . I am not really a MCP (male chauvinist pig) but thinks that girls kind of fake this thing too. You know that scream. I hate it. Its really. Ok you are scared, why making me deaf. Oh again deviating, major concern is, not many new ideas are chipping in and aliens are not good actors in a horror flick. The culprit is I suppose new technology, when we were kids their were so many stories to be heard from all around, it was like kind of hot topic to be discussed but now the topic been limited to girls for boys and Botox for girls. Even the monkey man gone, and Delhi's night life giving ghosts run for their money. I think future of horror is in jeopardy. The big invention is needed on the Bhoots and ghosts part. May be their case study will also be there in HBR in coming years. Well it should be.

Ashish Bist

"Enlightening Realization" By Ashish Bisht

This is the question, a guy need to answer all the time "do you have any girl friend"???

When growing, this makes a magical image in his mind for women.

Therefore, the very probable question just next morning after the wedding day would be "who are you"??? And it is not just about that the make-up is not there but also ridicules things that you can't imagine like you saying "hey, hands off from my shaving blade"! The big thing, I am talking here is we guys don't plan things to the extreme! Plan does work only till getting us the 'thing'। But then we lose the whole plan, stuck in our own story and not to say for life. It take whole of our life explaining "get over it what ever I have said to you before the wedding" PLEASE. And always moaning to ourselves, looking to the empty space on the left side of the bed where a baby elephant can easily adjust himself. But we stuck to a wife who thinks our shoulder is a pillow and we are some kind of circus dog, who need to be held with those hand all the time other wise we will run away. That empty space on left side of the bed is freedom and we will never be able to get there.

MAGIC'sOVER!!!

Ashish Bisht

"Emotional Shayari" by Simarjeet Singh

मुझसे मत पूछ की क्यों आँख झुका ली मैंने,
तेरी तस्वीर थी जो तुझसे छूपा ली मैंने,
जीस पे लीखा था की तू मेरे मुक़द्दर में नही,
अपने माथे की वह लकीर मीटा ली मैंने,
हर जनम सबको यहाँ पर सच्चा प्यार कहाँ मीलता है,
तेरी चाहत मे umar बीता ली मैंने,
मुझको जाने कहाँ एहसास मेरे ले जाएँ,
वक्त के हाथों से एक नज्म उठा ली मैंने,
घेरे रहती है मुझे एक अनोखी खुशबु,
तेरी यादों से हर एक सांस सजा ली मैंने,
जीसके शेरों को वह सुनके बहुत रोया था,
बस वोही एक ग़ज़ल सबसे छुपा ली मैंने!!!

simarjeet singh

"Just 4 Fun," by Ashish Bist

All my life I was waiting for the world war to happen but it never happened. Raising my hopes with Japan (nuked), Vietnam bio-degraded, cold war, kargil,WTO, and Pakistan unrest but I guess all fluke. Now I am ruined. without any textual knowledge, finally I have to open my books and make it up for my past 15 years. Not fair. Damn you militants.

ASHISH BIST

"Passing Thought," by Ashish Bist

Now, the next time you see a child wishing some uncle or aunty "NAMASTEE" (forcibly by parents) in a typical way "namastee karo uncle ko" watch that nudge of head upside down.
Its more of a awkward situation for a gen.Y guy or gal. And that nudge gets stringent and stringent as the age increases. But what really is missing or you can say vanished are those hands. Yea closing of those hand.

The ritual is gone. Its more probable for you to see it again in any American or British comedy movie or a show, or a yoga session world wide than in common Indian urban family. When I saw it in the perfect way in a British airways advertisement it felt awkward to me. Felt like " no this is not the way" but yea that was the correct way. Reason, because I never did it in a correct way.

ASHISH BIST