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Sunset a view from Shangumukam

വീണ്ടും ഒരു ഇലക്ഷന്‍ കാലം…

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കോളേജില്‍ ഇത് ഇലക്ഷന്‍ കാലമാണ്. രണ്ടു പാര്‍ട്ടികളും അവരവരുടെ വാദമുഖങ്ങളുമായി  പരസ്‌പരം പോരടിക്കുന്ന കാലം. ഒരു നിഷ്പക്ഷനെ സംബന്ധിച്ച് ഇത് കഠിന കാലമാണ്. ഇരു പാര്‍ട്ടികളുടെയും വാദങ്ങളിലെ നെല്ലും പതിരും തരം തിരിക്കുക എന്ന കഠിന ജോലിയാണ് അവരുടെ മുന്നിലുള്ളത്.

സോഷ്യല്‍ മീഡിയയുടെ സ്വാധീനം എത്രതോളമാന്നെന്നു ഈ കാലം നമ്മെ ഓര്‍മിപിക്കുന്നു. ഫേസ്ബുക്ക്‌ ലെ ഇലക്ഷന്‍ ‘അടികള്‍’ ഒരു നിഷ്പക്ഷനെ സംബന്ധിച്ച് രസകരമാണ്. അനുഭാവികള്‍ അവരവരുടെ വിശ്വാസ പ്രമാണത്തിന് അനുസരിച് ഫോട്ടോസ്, കമന്റ്സ്, ഇമോഷന്‍സ് എന്നിവയിലൂടെ അവരുടെ വിശ്വാസത്തിനു കരുത്തേകുന്നു. ഇവിടെ നമ്മള്‍ ഓര്‍ക്കേണ്ടത് അത് ഒരിക്കലും നമ്മുടെ മനസാക്ഷിക്ക് നിരക്കാത്തത് ആകരുത് എന്നാണ്. സ്വാര്‍ത്ഥ താല്പര്യം വെച്ച് മറ്റുള്ളവരെ കോര്‍ണര്‍ ചെയ്യുന്നവരിത് പ്രത്യേകം ശ്രദ്ധിക്കേണ്ടതാണ്.

ആശയങ്ങളെ ആയുധമാക്കി പോരാടുകയാണ് നല്ല വിദ്യാര്‍ഥിയുടെ ലക്ഷണം. അല്ലാതെ ആയുധമെടുത്ത് പോരടലല്ല. ഇത്തരക്കാര്‍ക്ക് പ്രബുദ്ധരായ വിദ്യാര്‍ഥി സമൂഹം ചുട്ട മറുപടി കൊടുക്കും എന്നുള്ളത് തീര്‍ച്ചയാണ്. അത്പോലെതന്നെ മേല്‍പറഞ്ഞ ‘അടികള്‍’ ഒരിക്കലും വ്യക്തിബന്ധത്തിനു കോട്ടം തട്ടിക്കരുത് എന്നുള്ളത് ഓരോ വിദ്യാര്‍ഥിയും ശ്രദ്ധിക്കേണ്ടതാണ് എന്ന് കൂടി ഓര്‍മിപിച്ചുകൊണ്ട് ഞാന്‍ ചുരുക്കുന്നു. 


Deepak V Nair
S7 ME

A HAZY ROAD

A HAZY ROAD

It was a drizzly, overcast monsoon morning. I woke up with butterflies flying around in my stomach, a feeling that we have when we normally face some uncertain problem, a conundrum which can go either way.In my case, it was going to be my first day at college.

College . That heavenly abode of freedom , friendship and laughter we all see and hear about in books and movies. Well, to be frank, no such thoughts were being entertained by my mind. It was all a blur. Time seemed to be going faster then usual , when the clock rang 8:00. I readied myself in all ways possible , including taking some deep breaths to steady my nerves, took my bearings and started from home.

I was greeted by some large Flex boards at the gates of the college, each of which displayed the logo of prominent student organizations and classes , along with the words " A HEARTY WELCOME TO ALL FRESHERS " . It was a little reassuring, but still there was a nagging doubt and fear of the unknown in my mind.

There were many others walking alongside me, each too absorbed in their own thoughts and fears to notice anybody else. Some lucky ones knew each others before, and were walking in groups of two or three. Some others, particulary girls, were accompanied by their parents. We were being watched by a whole lot of people . I guess most of our seniors were standing near the entrance , watching us as we entered the main building. I was feeling a bit unnerved by the time I found my classroom.

There were lots of alien faces analyzing my every move as I found my seat. For some minutes the classroom was uncomfortably cold , but after some time the ice started to thaw. We started making small conversations regarding our identities, places etc. This coincided with the entry of a teacher into our class. She introduced herself and her subject and advised us a bit . Each of us were listening to her words in rapt attention awaiting the end of it , where she would ask us to introduce ourselves. She asked and we did. Though it was a bit awkward at first , 2-3 periods later we got used to it. Then came the lunch break and the fact that we had to get out of the class gave us all cold feet . I , with some others I had befriended a short time earlier , like fishes out of water went outside , quickly washed our hands and came back . I later learnt , with a dash of wit , some foolhardy ones went around sightseeing the campus and got cornered by seniors who let them off after interrogating them a bit and seeing them break into a cold sweat.

Nothing eventful happened till the end of the day, other than the introduction of a few more professors and their subjects, though we were always on the fight , fright or flight hormone. By the time class ended , we were feeling like a bunch of kids who had just finished writing a particularly nasty exam. There as also the permanent registration in our minds that this was the place where we will be spending the next 4 years whether we like it or not , a question to which we did not have a concrete answer yet.

As I was walking out of the gates , I remembered feeling hopeful for the first time that day about the times I would have in this campus and my future , both of which remain the same even now. So far this has been a bumpy but exhilarating ride, and I hope that it continues to be so….

Vijayamadhav R.S.

S3 Mech.

Amazing clickzz _ Amal vijay

Amal vijay s3 ME

Amazing clickzz _ Amal vijay

" Try to not focus on what people expect from u.!!! "

Pic courtesy : Amal vijay s3 ME