A testimonial

Note:- I am forced into writing such a kind of post by one of my friends, who wrote me a testimonial long ago and I delayed writing ( already promised) one to him by 8 months. Now, he made me swear that I post the testimonial on every public front I have access at. So Any crap visible here will not be my responsibilty. This post may very well be taken off soon.

The testimonial

He is known as Uncle Sam, Shobha bhabhi (in BARC), Subhadip Ghosh, yeda, SG the bong. A thing to note – Subhadip likes to shout, shouting is his passion, he just lovvveess to shout.

He shouted a lot when he made a 10, when he gave presentations on his project, when he entered Google’s Bangalore office as a winner, when he uncorked himself into a blog, and later when he deleted the same after 3 months' meticulous efforts.

He is actually a very shy person. He doesn’t read blogs. He need not write a blog to express his opinion. He simply hollers with the belief that rest of the lot are just craving to hear him shout.

He is a diehard bong. He likes to shout in Bengali. According to him Bengauulii me male and female same hota hai. So, until very recently he refused to differentiate between males and females in every walk and talk of his life. But nowadays, he fancies girls only to find they are older than him. He is still working his way to find a girl who will dedicate her life to hear his merry shouting.

He likes horses. He thinks that horses are cuter than him. So he always keeps a horse running on his orkut profile pic. He has also drawn a horse of his dreams on the walls of his room. He intends to keep a “Ghoraa” (ghoraa- Subhadip’s way of pronouncing the word ghoda.) at home and have fun.

At times, he gets bored. That’s when he smiles! He shows his extra large and pointed teeth to the world and starts shouting to get rid of boredom. Shouting has defined an altogether new approach to life for him. And to my pleasure, he will be my beloved sidy next year.

Anyone to hire researchers?

Me and the other SG put up a project in APOGEE-08. It read - 'Automated vehicle driving model'.I give away the secret recipe of the project without letting the other SG know about this. He doesn't read blogs you see. So he won't know unless some moron goes and tells him.

These graphs were not copied, they were developed by two of us during a brainstorming session in library ( The only time library proved to be of use to me.). The results - millions of states of the vehicle noted at a time gap of 0.001 seconds, a graph plotted between variables and achievement of 0 relative velocity with a safe distance of x metres maintained between two automated vehicles - later obtained with the program were astonishingly correct. These images should not be used anywhere without prior permission from at least one SG. Lucky you to have a look at our research. :P

P.S. The Guess who! competition is open till 31st July and has received great response. Go grab your chance now!

Guess who!

I don't have a certain topic in my mind. I want to write and I want to post pics. So I write about 11 batchmates with whom I spent my time in second year and grew fond of them. They may not be the best of my friends, yet they may be. I don't know whether they will turn out to be BITSian greats in future, yet they may. There might be a lot of linguistic mistakes in this post, yet there may not be. This post may get modified later, yet ...

What you have to do is to guess their names. ANC treat for the one who comes with all the names correct. Ok, lets say an ANC treat to the one who gets most names correct and tells me in the comment forum provided in this blog.


This was 'unknowingly' captured during his extended mup session.
His laptop is a busy hub of geeky activities, and firefox always abuzz with 20-30 tabs. This man believes in his ideologies, just like the t-shirt says. He is often haunted by a fellow Bengali. (Oops! Did I give away too much? )

He has a habit of grabbing any eatable from anybody whom he thinks to know by name. His style of raising a hand at 90 degrees to his tummy while delivering deep, complicated ( & sometimes shitty ) funds has never been copied by any other living human being. He is also proud of his origin which gives his existence a meaning.

We all love him. We love to ride his bicycle. In particular, he has acted as my saviour in my difficult times, knowingly or unknowingly.

Cmon! Don't tell me you don't know him.


Many sane people in shankar bhavan lay devastated in his wake when he bombarded them with his extremely huggofied funds.
He was a proud leader of a cultural assoc and spends most of his time with girls ( BITSians sisters ). One of the corcerned people in this post has been a shikaar of his sense of humour repeatedly.

He is the one of the two who tricked BITS - Pilani with the legendary ps-1 trick. Remember when you stopped munching your pizza in ANC, ran to fd3 in rains at midnight, called your friends to watch for your name..? How did you feel when you knew it was just an April Fool trick? Yes, he is the same guy whom you want to kick any day for his funds and for he fooled you on April one.

He is a legend in his own way. He has probably topped ES2 this sem (What I know from the reliable data is that he was more than '1.5 times av' plus the av). This should add a lot of energy in the kick.

This doesn't leave much to guess, does it?


He exists because laptops and desktops exist. He weighs 43 kgs and is our tech-guru.

A confused person, a great friend.

I will die laughing if I attempt to write about this guy any more.

His name??!!




She is our own A7 enthu. She is brilliant, she is fundoo and she enjoys a lot at BITS. She usually doesn't know where she is going if she is walking, gets confused about the location if she has driven her bicycle for more than 10 minutes and the rest you can imagine. ( "Wait, is it called a bicycle or a cycle? Because a bicycle has a 'bi' in it while cycle has not. And..." I guessed your thoughts, girl!!) This pic was taken in SAC when this girl had argued a lot with a friend about her eating habits and had finally given up as she had found a person who could dare to argue with her. Nonetheless, she has been a great friend of many and will be of many more. We thank her for the great Delhi trips she managed . Do ask Keshari, Subhadip Uncle for their expriences in MT2 lab.

She has killed 4,339 humans till date. She made them hear her funds.

Update on 20/7/08: She tells me that she does not know the adress of ICICI bank when I asked her for the adress of citi bank.


These two were spotted getting cozy on the upper side berth of New Delhi - Chennai Tamilnadu express. While the rest of the group enjoyed playing Mafia, these two found the time to realize their fantasies. One of them looked quite content after the feat :-

They are good friends among themselves and are our role models for their calm, composed behaviour. Hats off to your friendship and its display in the Indian trains!!







Take a closer look. If you haven't got your specs on eyes go run for them, download this image and keep this copy with the GODS in your home. You don't believe your eyes, right? He is The One, the only one who has thwarted all the threats by BITS faculties, the one who has mastered every course, he is BITS-Pilani's only 10 pointer. In fact he is the lone 10p in BITS as a university. I am privileged that he is one of my best friends here.

Mind well, he is NOT a ghot. One of the popular sayings suggest that he devastated fuzzy logic by scoring 100% in T2 and compre, after he had scored av minus 0.5 in T1. A proud wingy of his discusses in detail how the protagonist in this case changed two wingies' ES1 grades from B to C, one's from D to C, saved two from hitting E's. He taught his pilgrims for hours even during the compres. And does it have any effect on his performance? Well, he scored 112 in ES1 compre.

You are possibly not a BITSian if you fail to recognise him.


Tolerance is what you can learn from the man to left. I was blessed with this great sidy who somehow is very 'irregular' with his 'preferences'.
He has made a standing offer to yet another person referred in this post to spend a night's time with him. This guy is terribly confused, doesn't know how to manage his priorities. He has been through multiple catastrophes in second year, but has also added a feather to his cap by getting selected to present his business plan at a renowned rural BPlans' competition in US. He has been called Gadha and much else since his birth, but somehow he has had the energy to survive all the allegations. Anyways you would let him live fearing that he may commit suicide any moment.

And the person to right! Well, he was our wing's girlfriend and has spent his summer at Tehri. The snap was taken when the sand storm covered Pilani with yet another tinge of yellow.


This was taken when I was returning to Nagpur from New Delhi. We were having fun in Delhi roaming around at several places, when a sudden storm broke out. Dust was flying everywhere with strong wind, when it ultimately made its way to this man's eyes. It was not such a good experience, especially after the rains broke loose and our bodies were covered with a mixture of dust and water aka mud. He loves to spell out the H-word too many times at stupid behaviours of his wingies. He is proud Nagpurian who compares his city with heaven. In all, he would 'bore' you. He is now going to be a core person in a new path breaking venture at BITS - Pilani. Who is this guy?

People with us during this one day trip should be able to recognise.


Last but not the least.. God is another word to describe this cool fellow.

He resided in the upper front wing of Shankar bhavan. A very good friend, a scientist, an enthusiast, a great person. He will surely be one of the future greats. Not many people may know this fellow, but he will leave one astounded with his academic record of 2B's till date and a wonderful ability to analyze things - academic or any damn thing.

He has been with me through thick and thin during my work as Cult Sec in a cultural assoc.

If you don't know him today, you will surely know him when he invents something great after 10 years.

I have learned.. Truth

Young folks, how do you relate with it?
http://blogs.iitk.ac.in/pgaurav/2008/07/05/so-far/
Couldn't have been more true and beautiful.

The Gods went crazy

Alas..

Roger Federer has been dethroned at the Centre Court. His reign for five continuous years on grass and a bid to continue it for the record sixth year has been trodden to dust by a twenty-two year old spaniard with the name Rafael Nadal. I stared dumb at the TV screen as the return volley gently dipped to the nets and the exhausted spaniard collapsed to the turf in triumph. An epic final it was, which can be compared only with the 1980's Bjorn Borg - Mcnroe final ended with Federer leaving the court with a promise that He will be back next year.

The question that will be asked is not whether He will come back with vengeance or whether Nadal will leap to the world no. 1 position. The question to ask is - Can Federer get rid of the mental block He has developed? Why did He keep telling that He has forgotten Rolland Garros drubbing? Can He be as cool and clinically destructive as when opposed by others inferior individuals? Is it now only a tennising rivalry or more of a psychological trauma that He faces in the name of His nemesis? Will He disappear into the hills or rise like a resurgent phoenix? Still I feel that these discussions are all meaningless.. since He has already claimed a position nobody can take away from Him. He is now an immortal God of the sport, by far unarguably the best.

Regardless of his reputation for finesse, Roger does not lack a power game. His strokes are so powerful, it seems impossible that He could generate the pace He does. The same is true of Roger’s serve, aces are His main weapon. Off the court, Roger’s politeness and frankness have endeared him to the tennis fans. Unlike Laver and Borg, he is comfortable on hard surfaces and can dominate the opponent. And unlike Sampras and McEnroe, His game is championship-calibre on clay.

Wimbledon 2008 witnessed not just another final. Every moment of it was gripping, every mistake shifted the balance, every move was matched and still unparalleled in its own way. Never ever you get to witness a heart-stopping 10-8 tie break or a triumphant 9-7 5th set or 4 match points saved in a streak. For the very first time, we got to hear Federer shouting "Quiet!" at the crowds. Never did we see Him uncomfortable on grass in the first three sets. He could not break 11 out of 12 times in initial stages and still showed glimpses of His genius that had suddenly deserted Him in the finals.

It was a war between two rivals, a war even attended by the Gods. The Gods, who had divided themselves into two groups of equal strength. They also rained down to give Federer a little time to conjure His magical aces, demolishing forehands, slicing backs and cuts. But one group lacked in strength showdown at the last moment. A God of theirs was not there in heavens to support His side in the clash. Instead and indeed, He was at the Centre Court and had just served His 24th ace...

I believe that Federer's best tennis is yet to come. But when, where and how is to be seen.