The third one is something I wrote during Garba time. It’s style is modeled on the writings of Albert Camus and to an extent Raja Rao. It is a figment of my imagination and has nothing to do with Technology Management. But for those of you who love reading and writing it may be of some value. So here it goes
A bad start. The pen has failed us once again. Both me and you. The ink is probably dried. What instigated this sudden spark to write is utterly undecipherable at this moment. It is as if the search is for a hidden code. A missing link in developmental biology if you want to call it that.
Maybe, the past few days have been eventful. Indeed, they have been. The whole environment has changed. The approach is new and different. The change is multidimensional. Teachers’, strangers yet warm. Environment, new and bustling with youth. The surroundings old and having a sense of eternity. The occasion
‘Navratri’ or ‘nine nights’ of celebration brimming with eternal beauty.
All these make up a classic combination indeed. The youth dressed in attires as old as time itself dance to a cacophony of harmonious disturbances. The dancing is a cosmic creation. A perfect symmetry if I were a scientist. But wait a second the old are in the frame too. Relying more on experience than on muscles they create in a word- absolute magic.
The youth are no less if no more. They start the prayer by performing at the Aarti. The essence of the dance, its monotony. People dancing in circles of eternity, never ending just like life itself.
The dance is performed to an invisible to an invisible tune which can be heard by only the practiced year. The bodily movements are slow yet very well coordinated. The attire is royal. The young combine with the old to give rise to the new and the different. A very artistic exercise indeed which emphasizes a highly developed culture.
Anybody willing to dance can join in the eternal circle. A marvel of human effort the exercise is an attempt to see the present through the eyes of the past. It represents a dream if I were Coleridge, a dream that persists even after it has faded.
Clear yet dreamy the senses are left astounded by the sheer beauty of the cosmic dance. ‘Garba as it is called in Gujarati represents a struggle between co-ordination and the overall effect6 it produces on the dancer and the viewer i.e., transformation. Both are to enjoy. No not enjoy rather take ‘Ras’ in the ‘Ras Garba’. The viewer and the seen are transformed into something new and different. This is the whole of the art of garba. In a word infinite, yet played within a small area. Complex yet co coordinated to create a shift in perception. Using the old and new to create a cherished tradition. Unparallel beauty of the Garba should be appealing to the aesthetic tastes of all generations to come. May it continue just like its eternal circles
Sankalp Sharma[MTM 1808]
Monday, October 13, 2008
ISRO Visit Organized By FAM
FAM had organized a field trip to SAC (Space Applications Centre) which is an integral part of ISRO (Indian Space Research Organization).Here we first went to the Vikram Sarabhai Space Exhibition (which is open to all people from 10:00 hrs to 13:00 hrs on weekdays). We were briefly introduced to remote sensing and the activities and achievements of ISRO in the same. Besides this we were also made aware about the vision of a man to benefit the society through technology means. Dr. Vikram Sarabhai had said “Technology is not an objective to be aimed at, but a tool for the benefit of the common man.” This has been the guiding philosophy of ISRO all through. After this we had the privilege of going inside ISRO and interacting with none other than Dr. R.R Navalgund, the director of SAC. He briefed us about the activities of not only SAC but also about the activities of ISRO in total. His presentation centered on the following points:
ISRO as an organization and its various departments (such as SAC, DECU, etc).
Activities of ISRO benefiting the people of our country (such as distress alert transmitter used by fishermen, etc).
Remote sensing applications (in fields such diverse as agriculture, ocean biology, metrology, oceanography and disaster management, etc).
Technology Development as different from Technology Management and the need for Technology Management.
Indigenous Technology Development.
Besides this the meeting was rounded off by an interactive Question and hour session in which many doubts of students and faculty of FAM were laid to rest by the astute answers of Dr. Navalgund. Some questions were pertaining to organizational structure of ISRO and formation of teams for projects, etc. Dr Pestonjee also raised a pertinent question pertaining to gender ratio of ISRO.
After the question hour session we had lunch and were taken around to see some of the labs of ISRO. First we saw the RAR or the real aperture radar which is widely used in communication. Besides this we also saw the SAR or the synthetic aperture radar which is an enhancement of the RAR. Finally we went to the antenna testing zone the technology for which has been provided by Agilent, Germany. After this we had our evening tea and snacks to round off a very educative field visit. I would like to thank on behalf of FAM all the officials of ISRO and especially Dr R.R Navalgund for their kind attention and making this visit a dream come true.
Sankalp Sharma [ MTM 1808]
ISRO as an organization and its various departments (such as SAC, DECU, etc).
Activities of ISRO benefiting the people of our country (such as distress alert transmitter used by fishermen, etc).
Remote sensing applications (in fields such diverse as agriculture, ocean biology, metrology, oceanography and disaster management, etc).
Technology Development as different from Technology Management and the need for Technology Management.
Indigenous Technology Development.
Besides this the meeting was rounded off by an interactive Question and hour session in which many doubts of students and faculty of FAM were laid to rest by the astute answers of Dr. Navalgund. Some questions were pertaining to organizational structure of ISRO and formation of teams for projects, etc. Dr Pestonjee also raised a pertinent question pertaining to gender ratio of ISRO.
After the question hour session we had lunch and were taken around to see some of the labs of ISRO. First we saw the RAR or the real aperture radar which is widely used in communication. Besides this we also saw the SAR or the synthetic aperture radar which is an enhancement of the RAR. Finally we went to the antenna testing zone the technology for which has been provided by Agilent, Germany. After this we had our evening tea and snacks to round off a very educative field visit. I would like to thank on behalf of FAM all the officials of ISRO and especially Dr R.R Navalgund for their kind attention and making this visit a dream come true.
Sankalp Sharma [ MTM 1808]
One more day Gone: Disappointing yet full of life
One more day Gone: Disappointing yet full of life
DAY 2:- Second day was lonelier then the first day. Harsh, the Einstein, ran from the ground as if there was fire on his tail and when asked to play vanished away as if someone was trying to brain wash him to act as a suicide bomber. Sankalp, the Bhabha, never grew from something else but his friends, jaimin, the night dresser never turned up that day, samarth, the careless freak, was not allowed to enter the campus as he never had the id card. Jay (dressed in dhoti and kurta seemed cyanotype of a milkman) and me (dressed in such a way, people felt he is the creepy attitude man with no sense of occasional dressing sense). Something happened on second day, CPM people were trying to match the rhythm with us but unfortunately even they faced the problem initially. It seemed that they were trying to play with us, but as the time advanced, it became quite apparent that it was us (me and jai) who were trying to match ourselves with them (knowing the fact that they were more in number). It really disheartened us, but jai has a nice group in IIPM, and one of them is my regular partner for something that should not be mentioned here (not gay please!!). But will write about one of the girl, whom I found ahead of me, but at every quarter turn, she was confused to which leg to use to turn and on which drum beat should the turn be taken. I tried to correct her every time counting on the numbers as to how the steps were to be taken. Apparently, she was better at playing and I was relieved, as she was really not in co-ordination with my steps and that is the worst thing in this world that breaks my concentration. Throughout then, we were playing together and I came to visualize that she had great stamina (as much as mine). At 0000 hrs, we had our first break, and me and jay were so exhausted that we drank lemon juice and water (bhu-bhu), like camels. Though not to blame us, we played so rash and were so tired as if Einstein (not harsh), passing sleepless nights on E=MC2. At around 0030 hrs, the final round began which started directly with fast beats (chalti) and the dholis were playing like they never did before. Oops I forgot to mention, even on second day the dholis were blind people. Okay back on track, now jay is one creepy freak, we started playing and he saw his mallika-e-cept, and that’s it, he was trying to break all his energy in order to reach her. Fortunately, his efforts worked and he could reach exactly behind her. You should have seen expression on his face, he was like a dog in front of whom a lavish bone is placed. That is It for second day, and we were not at all in good mood because me and jai are real despo’s of garba and we thought that second day was also over now.
ZALAK DAVE[MTM 0408]
Cultural Secretary FAM
DAY 2:- Second day was lonelier then the first day. Harsh, the Einstein, ran from the ground as if there was fire on his tail and when asked to play vanished away as if someone was trying to brain wash him to act as a suicide bomber. Sankalp, the Bhabha, never grew from something else but his friends, jaimin, the night dresser never turned up that day, samarth, the careless freak, was not allowed to enter the campus as he never had the id card. Jay (dressed in dhoti and kurta seemed cyanotype of a milkman) and me (dressed in such a way, people felt he is the creepy attitude man with no sense of occasional dressing sense). Something happened on second day, CPM people were trying to match the rhythm with us but unfortunately even they faced the problem initially. It seemed that they were trying to play with us, but as the time advanced, it became quite apparent that it was us (me and jai) who were trying to match ourselves with them (knowing the fact that they were more in number). It really disheartened us, but jai has a nice group in IIPM, and one of them is my regular partner for something that should not be mentioned here (not gay please!!). But will write about one of the girl, whom I found ahead of me, but at every quarter turn, she was confused to which leg to use to turn and on which drum beat should the turn be taken. I tried to correct her every time counting on the numbers as to how the steps were to be taken. Apparently, she was better at playing and I was relieved, as she was really not in co-ordination with my steps and that is the worst thing in this world that breaks my concentration. Throughout then, we were playing together and I came to visualize that she had great stamina (as much as mine). At 0000 hrs, we had our first break, and me and jay were so exhausted that we drank lemon juice and water (bhu-bhu), like camels. Though not to blame us, we played so rash and were so tired as if Einstein (not harsh), passing sleepless nights on E=MC2. At around 0030 hrs, the final round began which started directly with fast beats (chalti) and the dholis were playing like they never did before. Oops I forgot to mention, even on second day the dholis were blind people. Okay back on track, now jay is one creepy freak, we started playing and he saw his mallika-e-cept, and that’s it, he was trying to break all his energy in order to reach her. Fortunately, his efforts worked and he could reach exactly behind her. You should have seen expression on his face, he was like a dog in front of whom a lavish bone is placed. That is It for second day, and we were not at all in good mood because me and jai are real despo’s of garba and we thought that second day was also over now.
ZALAK DAVE[MTM 0408]
Cultural Secretary FAM
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