Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts

Friday, October 22, 2010

Round TWO!

I had been thinking of this all along yet it seems to have really jolted me when it actually arrived.

Almost a month ago I sent off a small essay to Classmate Ideas For India, a competition that asked the youth of the country to present their ideas for a better India of tomorrow. It started as a plain writing exercise and then turned into a deep longing to be the winner.

To give you a better idea, here's what I sent-



LOCK INTERLOCK
                                                                        -Samyukta Shastri

The first piece of infrastructure that catches the eye when one enters a new place is its roads. Sadly, the condition of the roads in this country is not that pleasing.
I suggest the use of interlocking tiles to build roads instead of tar. This has a number of advantages.
The gap between these kinds of tiles allows the seepage of water into the ground rather than simply evaporating or logging and thus helps the water table increase.
One of the favourite hobbies of our municipal corporations is to build roads and then dig them up to fiddle with the cables underneath- and we are ditched! However, this jaggedness is ruled out if tiles are used. Tiles can be removed and replaced for minimal wastage and the unevenness is resolved.
Since these are made of cement, they are strong and have a longer life span as compared to tarred roads. Interlocking tiles don’t wear off easily and thus needn’t be replaced frequently. The use of these tiles saves us a bit more of our natural resources.
Though more expensive than tar, interlocking tiles are a onetime expenditure. The laying of tiles is easy and also has the potential to provide employment to a large section of the unemployed society.
Lastly, these kind of roads will provide a better aesthetic quality and green trees paved alongside will further add to their splendour.
There are enough of rewards of swapping tar for interlocking tiles and it is most practical and sustainable. 






Obviously I had been excited by the prospect of ever winning and kept thinking of it over and over again.

True as it is, thought carries mass, and also attracts the circumstances that help it materialize. The same happened yet again when I received a call yesterday saying that I was selected for the second round! This fact still didn't move me but when I got a confirmatory e-mail a few hours ago, I felt stunned. In fact I still am really numb.

Thoughts seem to have just vanished and I cant do much, only sit and stare at the print out.

They want me to travel to Mumbai and give a presentation... in just another 10 days!

Butterflies are flying all over my stomach and even the teddy form the old wardrobe is not large enough to cuddle away my nervousness!  

I have been in dramas before, anchored various times before a crowd as large as5000 people and have no stage fright what so ever; yet why do I feel that crawl in my gut? (OMG! Is that a new phrase I just coined?!)( Maybe being nervous does wonders sometimes.)

All now right now is that I am going to school tomorrow and catching hold of my Computer Science and Engineering Drawing teachers to help me make my presentation.

At this rate I'll go on writing forever!

DON"T BE OVERWHELMED!!!

I shall describe the second round in the next month's post.

...But just to boast about myself: ONLY 500 out of 60000+  entries from all over India were chosen!



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Monday, May 3, 2010

Missed it!

THE MOBILE FETISH

I recently undertook a journey with my classmates as a school trip that required us to travel for 36 hours one way(and then the other way too!!!).

These chattis hours of the Chhattisgarh express have dawned a realisation upon me. The mobile fetish has gripped the human world. Every owner of a pair of hands had a mobile in his hand. Constant messaging, chatting, gaming and listening to songs was all that was going around me.

First the continuous click- clacks of the never tired texting hands and then the emotions related to the SMSs. I know of one of my companion who was so attached to her messages that she would burst out crying on receiving a reply and the situation was no different if she didn’t! She would at times not eat all together and at some rare instances she would burst out laughing as if no one else understood the joke! Yes her mobile had made some weird effect on her!

The mobile was so invented to bring the near ones closer, but rather it has parted to a large extent, the near ones. No one has any time to look up and talk. The personal contacts were formed and broken…

No one was ready to enjoy the tranquil twilight breeze that blew outside the window rather they seemed far more interested in the windows XP that worked on their lofty models. A silent competition prevailed- I must have that phone! The worst times were when the noiseless competition grew into a violent war for the charging booth.

I soon realized the implications –they all missed the beautiful scenery that went past my eyes but I pity those who only saw the message pass into the other phone. The chilly fog didn’t make a way through their hair, the beautiful patterns it made amidst the trees. The pretty red flowers that bloomed in the dark green bushes and the silvery dew that still slept on the delicate petal bed…

Yet all I could do, is feel sorry!