Google+

                            GlOating GooglePlus

Late 20^th century marked the rise of the search engine Google…its just not a word, it became a verb in our life…Googling became the latest buzz !!!

And now sitting here in the early 21^st century , am the proud witness of Google+.

Well I personally believe that google’s reputation and its popularity will surely give Mark Zuckerberg a joggling jolt.

Features of Google+, the latest social networking site introduced by Google, includes not only data sharing but also data hiding i.e. we can take back all the information while we are offline. This feature imposes plus’ power on facebook and is called as Data Liberation. The project is just in an initial stage but still it has aroused speculations about it being the new FACE of social networking!

Larry Page and Sergey Brin are surely on the roll with all the enigma associated with the launching of their latest product Google+! The addicts of Google are dying for the invites as signup is only possible through it.

The critics are calling it the Panacea of networking and the pomp and show is hyping it further. Hope that FACEBOOK doesn’t become the new Orkut in this netrace…

Maybe someday our children will say FORKUT were the ancestors of GOOGLE+!!

BLEED BLUE

BLEED BLUE!!!

Indiaaaa Indiaa, jo bole sonihaal…sastriakal, zor se bolo….jai mata di….sachinnnnnn sachin(clap 3 times)…….WELCOME TO THE MINI STADIUM OF SRM GIRLS HOSTEL J!!! The mini stadium sans chairs roared with the female ooh’s ,aah’s and hau’s whose source of energy was the 10 m wide screen held in front of k-block. The newspapers, mattresses and bedsheets were all spread in the compound and the boundary was demarcated by spreading slippers all around.

Cheering and jeering, F’s and ‘mlm’ can be heard and seen from all corners of the compound. With every Indian wicket the mouths hung open and with every boundary the hands clattered, the FINALE between India and Sri Lanka was literally ‘BREATH-TAKING’!! Even the bees and insects, the ruthless heat and the harsh humidity failed to hamper the spirit of CRICKET.

The projected screen became the magnet to which all eyes were glued. With the initial falling of wickets of sehwag and sachin followed by big awwwwww’s and again succeeded by consoling optimistic comments, the fingers found each other to make a cross and the lips robotically joined in a prayer. It was like a default synchronizing software was activated in the body.

Then when we thought that the prayers were being answered, the commendable partnership of Gambhir and Kohli was doomed by Dilshan(the man who resembled Danny). After malinga and jayawardene he became the 3^rd most hated man in our stadium (though they were paid right by the thunderous boo’s that came from the mass at the time of presentation). But then a plane passed above and the winds of change started flowing. The dhoni-gambhir’s calculated and scrupulous partnership drove our team towards the most coveted cup! Then finally there arrived the final bang by the captain himself-a super six and the crowd applauded with tears of joy. The 28 years of wait was over at last.

At that moment there was a sudden surge of pride in being an Indian which dominated every emotion we ever had. The multitude of girls swarmed towards the big screen unanimously to get a closer look of the super stroke. It was like history was being created and all witnesses of that glorious moment were a part of it.

An amalgam of diwali, holi, id, baisakhi and Christmas, such was the birth of the new festival called WORLD CUP 2011, or better say OUR CUP 2011!!

MACROGRAPHY OF MUN

         MACROGRAPHY OF MUN

Imagine the feeling of transforming from a normal student to an international diplomat in a split second? Sounds weird eh? Then you surely need to attend Model United Nations my friend.

It was my first MUN and to describe it in one word- fantabulous!!

It was a 3-day conference where actually I understood the somberness of the term ‘CONFERENCE’. Though I admit that the initial excitement was due to the dress code-FORMALS!!... It sounds simple but believe me finding formals for a supposedly international conference was not a child’s play…and with my roommate it was like ‘pleasing the devil’! ;)

I bought a trouser which still lingers on my pocket and after the miraculous discovery of my roomy’s formals we were all set for holding the clout as delegates of Brazil and Namibia respectively.

And the much awaited day arrived i.e. 4^th march. We were still conscious of our clothes and feeling a little underdressed as the other college folks were breathtaking. Well that’s a common girls problem I guess, we are never satisfied when it comes to dressing!! It’s like finding a suitable match, always available but never PERFECT! :D

Anyways I’ll not sway away from the topic…so once the preliminary formalities of registering and collecting the delegate cards were over, we reached our final destination, room no-702, biotech block: the venue for our conference hall.

Whirling wind, spinning steroid and turning time was all that, that happened as we entered the room and here we were-the official, abstemious, earnest representatives of our countries respectively who had to carry the weight of their countries foreign policies all the time!!

We were allotted the UNHRC (human rights council) and our agendas were:

A. Integration of the Human Rights of women and the gender perspective: violence against women with special focus on the protection of the rights of women during armed conflict. 
B. Arbitrary arrests, Extrajudicial Punishments and Enforced Disappearances. 

Grave topics indeed! Our 1^st day session started with the roll call where the exact words from a delegate’s mouth should be ‘Delegate of XYZ country, present and voting/ present’. Present gives you the advantage of abstaining from voting later. India chooses just ‘present’ most of the time. Then the first agenda was taken up and the delegates of over 20 countries started debating on the sub-topics by raising motion for it. Here again the motion can be raised by saying ‘the delegate of XYZ country would like to raise the motion for a moderated/ unmoderated caucus for p minutes with each individual speaker time being q seconds’. Like it or not you have to dig in the details ‘Dear Diplomat’. Yeah I know the jargons can really give you a tough time but as soon as you start feeling comfortable with them you’ll experience the mammoth power that rests with you. It’s an indescribable feeling. It’s a charge of emotion in which the power of changing the world rests with you! Well not to go into the details, the subsequent discussion was informative and the research that we did on our respective countries was an eye opener on the endangered species-women!! The most striking points were that women till now dint even have the right to vote in Saudi Arabia and in Iran the women are still being stoned and strangulated. It made us all realize that the world we live in is no less than hell and we the future generation has a great responsibility on our shoulder to make this a better place to live in.

The 3 day conference passed in a whoosh and there we were left with the influential and potent memories of our college’s first mind blowing-MUN! J