Author: akshay

If you had the power to change one thing about India, what'd you choose? Corruption, inequality, injustice are all issues that need to be given a death knell as soon as possible. But our journey towards a better India needs a start from elsewhere – better education.
"But we already have quality schools!?" is the question that pops up. No! You're wrong. There might be schools that produce intellectual giants, or money spinners. But there is hardly any place where nation builders – the incorrigible set of young achievers who'll strive till their last breath for a better world – are born.
And that is where Kaliyuva mane makes its humble entrance.
"The soul of India lives in its villages" said Gandhiji. Everyone shook their heads in agreement. And then? Then they continued their soulless city life. The 740 million rural population were left to till, plough, reap, but not to enjoy their toil.
It's in one of these 638,000 neglected villages that Kaliyuva mane is, now, growing.

Will it change anything? It doesn't require a lot of optimism to understand that nothing else will.

Didn't imagine I'd be so jobless at home.
Diwali holidays – Tuesday and Thursday in Karnataka, Wednesday in Kerala
celebrated my brother's birthday with him on Sunday.

Got in a Bangalore bus at around 8 am on Monday from the great Mattanur bus stand. Got down at ramaswamy circle at 10 minutes to 1

played cricket the whole afternoon thus completing 5th day without touching any textbook

back in anatomy hall, dissection had reached the gluteal region under the new professor, Dr Rashmi.

The attendance was less than 50% on Wednesday, as expected.

I've got an acute lower back pain, thanks to the Kerala part of the two 5 hour bus rides i've had last week. But i guess it's not got anything to do with my myelon getting compressed or anything. Add to it the 15 push-ups, 25 sit-ups, and 15 crunches i've added to my routine after seeing that outdated ssb interview call letter, and you get a person who can't bend, ride his cycle swiftly or lift his physiology textbook.

Bought black formal shoes to replace my unacceptable woodland shoes. more market had my dream lace-less match for just Rs 244!

Saturday's are turning out to be awesome days. Guys went to the zoo. I had my required dose of self improvement from the personal excellence blog (the map of consciousness is attached with its highest level removed)

blissful life 🙂

Indeed lower limb is thicker than the upper limb..and there's the genital blocking our way all the time. But what needs to be done has already been done – draw the first blood..err..i mean first formalin..

Skipping breakfast has now become a life saving habit.

And a few seniors have joined Divya Deepa volunteer force under the leadership of whom paper empowerment has started at hostel

The upper limb's done. We being the dissection of lower limb on Monday. But don't ask me about how much I've learned. If it was easy to learn, it'd not have been so tough to get into.
Setting that aside, the week went pretty quick. Celebrated Arya's birthday on Wednesday.
And as it happens often it took me back to the days at CVG. Birthdays are small festivals, because it's too long a wait for official festivals.
And Uday annan asked to put up Divya Deepa's poster on our notice board. But where's the notice board in our college? Or who notices it? Missing CVG's big notice boards that nobody going in could miss(from seeing, that is).

So, i can now reads paragraphs in Kannada if i know what they're about.
And we had 100% attendance for biochemistry tutorial today (the awesome sight in which 3 people were trying unsuccessfully to impress ma'am with DNA's double helix structure is attached)

Purushottam sir's physiology hours continue to rock.

The exhibition duties, and the management of it, taught me one thing. When we start getting postings next year, i should never exchange my duty with someone who has their duty before mine.
Then, that Samsung phone chargers are very hard to find lying around, unlike Nokia's

Mysore zoo is big! 3 km to walk, i guess. And parking is tight. But not for my AXN DX
the lone gorilla in south Asia, resting in its own special swing just like us.
Hyena, not laughing though.
And the lion producing a roar reminiscent of the rock song competition

the lower limb osteology begins Monday morning! Time to start reading upper limb.

Kids from Kaliyuva mane'll visit exhibition at 4 tomorrow.

Speaking of which, exhibition gets over tomorrow.

Got the chance to do my favourite task – typing. For the magazine, from the digital library. Figured out how it works. There's a wifi something, it'll ask for some password, you need to enter the one written on the table. It's all pirated windows 7. And the downloads are all movies. Facebook is banned by notice, the only site visited in practice.
Will post those medical slangs soon after the magazine is out.

The hostel's beginning to get back to its full strength. Half of the half who went into long leave has returned. The rest'll hopefully be here by Wednesday, after Valmiki Jayanthi on Tuesday.

Everyone's got a new roll number (w.e.f. Monday) No. Not everyone. Mine doesn't change from 8. Arya, Arun, Aparna, Anilkumar joins table 1 which's got Bhavika as the last member. Zigu'll take 150 without any competition.

Ok. That's it for tonight. No, btw, i enabled Facebook timeline today (developer release)
blog's a better timeline.

On a creative surge today, lemme use it on BDC

If a diver using oxygen cylinder to breathe under water comes back to the surface very quickly holding his breath, the air inside his lungs will expand rapidly due to the lower pressure near the surface, rupture pulmonary veins and enter the circulation causing a fatal condition called air embolism. This could happen even from a depth of 5 metres.
But where it gets interesting is that you cannot die if you take a breath on the surface, dive and return to the surface still holding that breath, no matter how deep that dive.

Almost everyone returned during Dussehra. Me, my roommate Anilkumar, harinath, etc are among the very few left because they haven't left.
Was at anatomy exhibition hall from 1 to 8 yesterday. Learned some very basic Kannada.

Reading in spirit after pooja.

Purushottam sir and the contagious nature of moods! Went to Divya Deepa trust's school – Kaliyuva mane on Sunday.

Busy. Not life stalling business, but yet.
Been sleeping more than 8 hours since Abhivyakth. Tuesday was a holiday! Spent half of it at the ENT department. Learned basic Kannada grammar from Shamanth. Forgot half of it due to hypo practice. Got identity card from the office. And Arya was speaking Kannada to the ma'am sitting there! Dumbfounded we decided to learn it too.

If i was a writer, I'd have rewritten the history of mankind, or may be i can do that even without being that writer
Heewa meaning peace is the theme of the first day of Abhivyakth '11
that's why every senior was wearing white
i participated in English extempore. My chit pick read "if i was a writer". And i talked some thing about a writer, about blissful life http://asdofindia.blogspot.com and just about that. (That reminds me of how little I've posted in there in the past few months)
and in the night there was prelim of mad arts and punk police was superb
some solo dances and a film actor later went hostel. It was too late. Stil dinner wasn't finished at hostel, though girls bought parcel