Another recipe for disaster....................
There appears to be a relative calm in blogging these days. I guess procrastination is at work here too.And why not, afterall it has invaded every sphere of life. A mid-term enthu forced me to make an unrealistic resolution of attending all classes (who the hell am I fooling?). Good that the bubble was burst today itself. Today was an unusually sleepy day.
Today I got another example to reinforce the belief that democracy at micro-level is ideal (meaning not achievable). For the elections of the branch counsellor , we had some sort of unofficial ritual . We were to go and vote (albeit unofficially) so that rather than two contestants from third year, we could finally zero on to one strong?? united???...??? Candidate. Politics sucks , no doubt about it. And 71+ people actually came for this ritual performed by some self-appointed advocates of a united (???..Ha ha ha..???) third year. The party did not end here........We had to wait for close to 45 minutes to get people to the (unofficial) voting venue. Lots of canvassing and frenetic calls ensured most came, albeit late. The degree of wisdom here was actually inversely proportional to the lateness of your arrival. Anyways when all the dust had settled and we expected to vote (which I absolutely abhor, if not for chiknaa kicking my ass), came another bombshell! We had to listen to the sermons of the contestants . As if profs are not enough for us . Now a days people are also mastering the art of paining junta by hopelessly monotonous , jargonic and unrealistic "manifesto". Manifesto is something that has been copied from the senior's as if it is an assignment. Further in the eternal quest of making it pseud , people put all kind of fart in it , literally selling it. In reality the assurances are too far-fetched to see to see the light of the day. Manifesto are better than assignments in the sense that they are more appealing and positive and most can peacefully throw them into garbage without caring to glance over even once.
Coming back to elections,I mean they were standing for branch-counsellor for god sake not the president of the US of A .Listening to their responsibilities and expectations I pitied George and was assured these "enlightened souls" can definitely hold a candle to him. So most people slept through the sermons and pitched for an early end to the torture. And finally we did get a chance to vote.I am a die-hard pessimist in these rituals , but I guess sometimes you have to swallow your ideology for reasons that breach the realms of practicality and sanity. I guess I did another wrong today , but then I have been doing wrongs for ages....................
And the icing on the cake. They packed the unofficial voting. I mean what the hell goes on here???????. Forget the oft-repeated claims of unity and crap , does sanity prevail in the hollow (not hallowed for sure) prestincts of ESB????Who the hell had decided in the first place to have such an exercise, with what intentions and finally who decided to signal its death-knell. Maybe one of those self-proclaimed advocates.............may their tribe increase for the hyper-fragmentation of a hopelessly adulterated and segregated batch.Unity has been crucified on the altar ages ago.......................What remains is bits and pieces that people are trying to abuse for their own (nefarious) ends.
Reality is one complex ball-game and to face mortals geeks in the robes of Tendulkar is ironical , but for ordinary mortals only. For some its business and serious one at that.Thank God ,I am at the bottom of the intellectual filth around here.
Maybe just maybe I was a bit too harsh , but then this is not the first time that I had to go through -a disaster.
Today I got another example to reinforce the belief that democracy at micro-level is ideal (meaning not achievable). For the elections of the branch counsellor , we had some sort of unofficial ritual . We were to go and vote (albeit unofficially) so that rather than two contestants from third year, we could finally zero on to one strong?? united???...??? Candidate. Politics sucks , no doubt about it. And 71+ people actually came for this ritual performed by some self-appointed advocates of a united (???..Ha ha ha..???) third year. The party did not end here........We had to wait for close to 45 minutes to get people to the (unofficial) voting venue. Lots of canvassing and frenetic calls ensured most came, albeit late. The degree of wisdom here was actually inversely proportional to the lateness of your arrival. Anyways when all the dust had settled and we expected to vote (which I absolutely abhor, if not for chiknaa kicking my ass), came another bombshell! We had to listen to the sermons of the contestants . As if profs are not enough for us . Now a days people are also mastering the art of paining junta by hopelessly monotonous , jargonic and unrealistic "manifesto". Manifesto is something that has been copied from the senior's as if it is an assignment. Further in the eternal quest of making it pseud , people put all kind of fart in it , literally selling it. In reality the assurances are too far-fetched to see to see the light of the day. Manifesto are better than assignments in the sense that they are more appealing and positive and most can peacefully throw them into garbage without caring to glance over even once.
Coming back to elections,I mean they were standing for branch-counsellor for god sake not the president of the US of A .Listening to their responsibilities and expectations I pitied George and was assured these "enlightened souls" can definitely hold a candle to him. So most people slept through the sermons and pitched for an early end to the torture. And finally we did get a chance to vote.I am a die-hard pessimist in these rituals , but I guess sometimes you have to swallow your ideology for reasons that breach the realms of practicality and sanity. I guess I did another wrong today , but then I have been doing wrongs for ages....................
And the icing on the cake. They packed the unofficial voting. I mean what the hell goes on here???????. Forget the oft-repeated claims of unity and crap , does sanity prevail in the hollow (not hallowed for sure) prestincts of ESB????Who the hell had decided in the first place to have such an exercise, with what intentions and finally who decided to signal its death-knell. Maybe one of those self-proclaimed advocates.............may their tribe increase for the hyper-fragmentation of a hopelessly adulterated and segregated batch.Unity has been crucified on the altar ages ago.......................What remains is bits and pieces that people are trying to abuse for their own (nefarious) ends.
Reality is one complex ball-game and to face mortals geeks in the robes of Tendulkar is ironical , but for ordinary mortals only. For some its business and serious one at that.Thank God ,I am at the bottom of the intellectual filth around here.
Maybe just maybe I was a bit too harsh , but then this is not the first time that I had to go through -a disaster.
posted by Varuag at 4:32 PM
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