AIESEC in Streams: Global Youth Leadership- not an option but our responsibility

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Its been a long time since I wrote a blog post. Well I was busy with far too many exciting things in life which required me to cherish them more rather to document them at that time. I have a good memory so I preferred the first option. I wrote my last blog on my CEEDership in NUS, an AIESEC Experience that was my first major involvement with AIESEC before that I was recruited in October 2008 in this amazing organization's local chapter at IIT Kharagpur to just some global experience in my otherwise nerdy life but again I continued to wok here as well as a technical support staff.

Of those Mentors : I owe so much.

I begin to think of those bygone times,
Back to the class when we used to sing those rhymes.
Of being scolded when the syllables sounded wrong ,
And universally patted when I cam out strong.
Of writing spellings with utmost caution,
But defending myself for the wrongest notion.
Of making things work on the 10th trial,
And you teaching me how to write the correct mail.
Of logging into the shell at that nascent age,
And winning that GOLD with perfect grace.


You made maths a Beautiful fun,
But also made us workout under the scorching sun.
For punishing me right when I did wrong,
And scoldings by you which sounded like a gong.
That pretty smile when I cracked it the first time,
The compliments that followed sounded like a melodious chime.

Its been a life to my mentors I owe,
Mrs. Luke for being stern to get our grammar right,
Mr. Vinay for making us hog the limelight.
Mrs. Ghosh for the physics she taught with a smile,
Mr. CBT for his chats which were always worthwhile.
Mrs. Mukho for her Equational Humour,
Mr. Salil for his beautiful maneuvers.
Gaurav Sir was stern and we all know why,
Kali & Pandit Sir were too soft to be shy.
The ranks of Mrs. Tripathis for being the funniest of all,
Mr Farooq for the chemistry which made the class lull.
Mrs. Chatterjee for her command on words,
And Miss Chatterjee for her library cards.
Mrs. Hajela was known making us love nature,
Mr. David for his very own caricature.
Mr. Luke for the history he taught while standing tall,
Mrs. Srivastava & her scale which scared us all.
Mr. Vats for being the familiar face,
Mr. Pushpendra for his chemical grace.

Mr. Khastagir for his superb diffraction gratings,
And GB for his intense debugging.
GPRS was fun and he taught us graphs,
Mrs. Ghoshal our fac-ad for knowing us all.

Mr. Zhi Min for being the one to guide me through,
Mrs. Gloria for letting me do what I wanted to do.

There have been more who have changed me all,
In Maths to Science to Computers and Arts.
The facts of life they taught me well,
Teaching me concepts to be remembered in a nutshell.

From HTS to BHS to IIT & NUS has been the journey so far,
Of intellectual figures which gave me a sweet scar.
I'll move on and on in the life I have,
Adding more and more to my all time Favs.
Your presence made my world to sway,
From normal, towards the fortunate hay.
I want to return the favor as all I have to say,
Wishing you all a very Happy Teachers Day.


I might have missed a few names and might have been a bit more funny .
I apologize for all the wrong things I have done and any thing I shouldn't have written.
I love my teachers and I just acting smart,
To throw this post for the those who taught me the art :)

I am sure you'll love it .
PS: You can always comment if you were touched by the words.

We Know What We Did Last Spring ;)

BASED ON A TRUE EXPERIENCE

Even without dying,
I could see you prying,
Your eyes were red,
And your hands were cold.


It was in the last spring,
That you went on a roll.
To scare me off
And you haunted my soul.

With that big grin of yours
I was always scared,
'Cause you you had something,
That I never wanna share.

The nights were cool,
And windy as the haunting,
The horror scenes came
And left me chanting.

It was you who made my nights bizzare,
Everyday I had a new mental scar.
I tried my best to get it out of my mind.
But Regan kept on coming
And took away my smile.

But to thank you all,
I would just say fine.
I have developed an affinity
For the horror swine.

And now I am a guy who can face the dark,
Can scare away the dogs and the mighty cats.
Its a thing that changed my life and all.
And made me a prey to be caught by all.



Writer: Shubhanshu

I love Regan MacNeil-Refer Exorcist


Acknowledgements:

W-309 Horror Group

1. Manaal -Awesome Actor . I can tell you he can really shock you with his horrifying ideas.
   
2. Sawan - 23 thats all you need.His physique is exactly the one needed to pop form any location and stay always close to the protagonist.
   
3. Girish - A true strategist he could plan things that no one can imagine.And his grin is just too awesome for any horror play to succeed.
   
4. Ankit - My partner in my first experience with Regan and an active member of the W-309 Horror Group.
   
5. Varun Bedi ,Samrat ,Ashish - People with the best knowledge about electrical circuits and when to switch them off. Had a really tough time controlling them coz they were too good at their job.
   

The Awesome 4some

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."

Its always nice to see good people around you.But when you get to live with them you realize what makes them the ultimate greats.

I got a chance to experience the might of such people-"The cream of India" as you may call them.The place was the same as for any other first year student but surely the residents made it really special.

So,enough of introduction let me straightaway get to the point.Its a page purely dedicated to the 4 phoodus of the rooms W-309&310.


Let me start withe baby first a.k.a. Oontarip you can easily relate him to our own budhhu bhaalo (as was the case in Winny the Pooh).A very funny person although he thinks that he is not.All his attempts to prove his smartness are a very effective means of our daily entertainment.But don't mistake him for an innocent lad coz you'll be guessing correctly.

Now comes his roomie,too busy to check what others are doing(I think that he always thinks that there's more to life than he has right now),he's our very own Verma.Cool and composed always ready to go anywhere -(I'm talking in the literal sense).He never talks much and you have to always instigate him to at least get some voice out of his mouth.A good person at heart-(only saying coz he helped me when i was ill,I have never peeped into his heart).

Its time to move my attention from my tommies to my own roommate(don't break that word to get a new meaning)-well he's a guy(I don't know how many would object to that,but I dont care) of great caliber especially when it comes to getting friendly with gals.To much of studies have taken a toll on his health and his ignorance for physical stuff is adding to it.I think he tries to do a lot but in the end its OK for me if he's satisfied with it.

Ok,I think I talked a lot but the way these 3 have affected my life I gotta become the 4th phoodu.Nothing much can I talk about myself because I'm a very modest person.But just to show prove that we are the 4 phoodus I tell you that the average CGPA of my room W-309 was
9.48 with me being the leader.Thats all that I can praise myself in public.
There's a lot to our lives that I could have told but as always the space and the time don't permit me.

:-)