POLTU ,PYAAR AUR WOH!!!

28 Mar 2010 15 Comments

by surabhi007 in Uncategorized

Like my last blog this one is   too on the poltu stuff that  is an integral part of almost every field of this advanced century globe…..and since my world is confined to IIT DELHI ,for me the discussion of poltu,  I mean politics, just roam around on what  happens over here. Unlike my last blog this one is not written as a spectator but as an experienced soul.  In last  six months of my stay in iitd  the phases and faces of life  taught  me numerous lessons …..uncountable things  to learn , to explore and  to discover my  own self as an individual. These lessons have proven to be  the most effective ones  to bring changes in my life, positive and negative  as well ….just for instance  before writing   this stuff  the word poltu was “ NOT TO  BE SPOKEN “ term…and now  it is  “NOT  WORTH TO BE SPOKEN “ term. Its  not  that now I  m  completely enlightened by all its fundae but its just that  whatever  lil bit of it I have seen,heard or experienced  is enough for becoming  a good start for putting its bad impression on me and many other freshers like me. The election season in iitd does change the  warmth of togerthness into  hatred for each other (sometimes for time being and sometimes  forever)  and  the friendliness dies under the pressure and greed of human souls. It is actually a hell stuff …..i mean it is something which actually kills the talent in a way, demotivates to work with whole dedication and the worst part is…. it ruins relations…

Readers who don’t belong to this campus must be wondering ..What is this all about… so for their knowledge I would write it in the  nutshell… to carry out  all the events  on institute and hostel level,  representatives are elected ,selected or chosen  (depends on the hostel you live in and depends on the hostels you  are surrounded with)… and in this selection or election process  everyone’s honesty is expected ‘cause this is ultimately gonna bring out the real talent and reward the deserving people.

I really  don’t  know what turns all the “GOOD” people into bad during this time….and how ethics and morals get replaced by the love for power …. And how the unity of being a part of a hostel turns into “alliances”…”groups” or  “ teams”. The intensity of poltu here  is superb.  The so called prestigious engineers of this globe misuse their  brain in using their smart fundae of cheating and gain…and the remaining half  are forced to misuse just ‘cause   they have to survive here. Ranging from the cheapest language to the cheap actions  doesnt make you trained for your future professional life….( this is something which I heard most of the time these days) but it just gives birth to  ill values  in you…which teaches the ways how to grab instead of achieving  things…which teaches how  to work smartly how to show more thAN you worked. For the first time in my life, I actually cried and regretted  for being a part of an institute I always dreamt of.

This pre and post election  stuff have proven to be the worst time of my life. It was not just because of the downs and falls it offered to me but because it forced my brain and heart to fight against each other and believe things which I never wished  even to witness in my   life ..  …..because I felt I was ditched ……because I picked up a different perception to view my past and unnecessarily searched my mistakes from the most genuinely done work….because it taught me that   everyone is not yours…and  just because, worse than what I have experienced happens with many other people around me.

One among the few positive things of this scene is that everyone including the people  who are involved in  “machana process” and people who suffer …all hate it. None of them wish to face it …or to do it. Again the question hits  my mind then why no one stops it .

achievements of myThe best part for me  was that I uncovered the hidden support and love of people who tagged me as their friend. Like me,  many others  too realized the difference between  “to be trusted” and “ not even to be trysted”.  The bonds became stronger and the life became more dependent on them. I got closer to the people I used to stay with and I realized  that there are many others whose love and care was invisible for me.THE street play team  now became something more than just a team …..it is my family over here..I felt that again ,…had not been their pampering and concern It  must have been impossible for me to come back on track. The hostel friends ,the college friends who entered in my life just by chance are now the  indespensible part of my life . the start of all this  was full of  sadness which became intense just because of my personal thoughts and views ,is now turned into  happiness for all the  acheivements of my friends..

Thanx to this poltu thing….in a way I got something better than my expectations…  I m feeling free again ….I learned to think in a better way….i learned to decide my priorities …..i learned to think for my own self before others…

In concern to this blog I would just say that it is not written to pour down all my frustration on someone….or to make someone realise that think twice on what you have done….but it is written  to plead that don’t kill someone’s expectations and wishes just for the sake of some personal issues or for the sake of your  greed for power  especially when all those hopes ,expectations and wishes were genuine. It absolutely doesn’t bring out any good  reason for that affected person to think positively and work with you (for you) with same respect and with same love and concern …which he/she must have  misunderstood to exist at some moment of his/her life….

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