[ 1. After the Eastern Night Disaster Management.
2. A blog post for everyone who is presently studying in IIT Delhi.
3. I have written a similar post in the past (18 months ago) : https://snehilbasoya.wordpress.com/2010/02/09/iit-delhi-identity-crisis/ ]
Fortunately, I was never a BRCA Club Secretary.
Fortunately, I was never a Cultu.
Fortunately, I am not a Rendezvous Coordinator.
And fortunately, I never got a ‘Significant Contribution Award’ for some ‘Outstanding Contribution’ in some ‘Best Club’ of IIT Delhi.
I am simply a mere student who performs in a few street plays every year and occurs in some stand-up appearances in some of the stage events where entertainment is required.
Hence, as I write this blog post, I feel independent of all bias and all pressure. There is no student authority over me.
Now, I am debarred of:
‘Abiding’ to the interests of a few individuals (those-who-must-not-be-named)
To ‘ensure’ a few club trophies, BRCA winners, BWP, BSW trophies, Best Rep, Best Club, Best Secretary and what not
To ‘satisfy’ the sentiments and egoism of those few individuals who
‘Take the advantage’ of the labour class (poor freshers and reps) to sweat and bleed for the benefits of those who sit and decide, literally, everything in IITD that seems to be a healthy competition (BRCA).
I am often accused of being a politician, having done so many ‘commendable’ jobs in Aravali Hostel in past. I accept, I am one. But then, I am proud to state that I never ‘played around’ with the talents and enthusiasm of youngsters by interfering the natural course of Inter-Hostel events. Even TnP can not challenge me over that.
And what hurts me the most is the ‘quality’ of people who sit in the ‘deciding panel’ for such trustworthy job. They fall under two categories:
- Those who have themselves worked relentlessly for their first two-three years in several events in IITD.
- And those who are of no use either by talent or by their behaviour or social circle or common-sense.
Both of them do not have a right to create a BRCA full of illusions by pulling off advantages out of the ignorance of the masses.
This post is not to defame any Club Secretary or the General Secretary. They are poor people. They are helpless. They fear to go against those who were instrumental in their election. My sympathies with them.
As a representative of the performing and participating class, I simply have questions.
Why do we practice? Why do we perform?
When every event is pre-planned and in most of the cases, even visible!
When the labour of 15 days is ruined by someone who has never picked up a guitar or sung a song.
I personally feel poor. I have lost confidence that I can ever survive in this ‘purposeful’ world.
A request to all those conferencing in closed rooms with Marlboro in hands:
Spare us please.
Yours
Victim.
I am Myself 